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I Could Be Your Sanctuary (Giant Abby Saja)

"I knew I'd spot a special soul around here. You smell so sweet and listen to me. A special soul like you deserves VIP access. Wouldn't you like that?" 

Title: I Could Be Your Sanctuary

Rating: Mature

Fandom: Kpop Demon Hunters

Character: Abby Saja

Word Count: 2,531

Content Warnings: Non-sexual Non-Fatal Soft Vore, Belching, Possessive and Obsessive behavior, Hypnotism, Endosoma, Manipulation, Brief Mention of being buzzed, Dubious Consent, Willing to Unwilling Prey

Summary: As the Honmoon slowly breaks with the Saja Boy fandom growing in numbers, Gwi-Ma decides to experiment by letting Abby hunt for prey one night. What results from that are unfortunate circumstances befalling the prey in a neighborhood, especially to a Special Soul who had just joined the Pride.

Hello! I managed to finish this one-shot for Vore Day 2025 (8/8) and posted it the following day on AO3. Since the success of "Pepper" to this day, I wanted to see if I could do other demons and Abby seemed to be a great candidate. I took a claim where an anon wanted a "trapped within the pred and still alive" scenario, so I felt I wanted to try Giant Demon Abby while also work on headcanons with him. It's still set in the same universe as "Pepper" with special souls, but I wanted to try something different. I am happy with what came out and I hope to write more fics in the future. Thank you!

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It was working. The Honmoon was breaking at a slow but steady rate, feeding Gwi-Ma the souls he craved. He had his doubts, but he knew where to give credit when it was due. If it were not for Jinu and the Saja Boys, he would starve and fizzle out. Gwi-Ma was nearly at full strength. With the Idol Awards coming in several weeks and Jinu preoccupied with the human that bore his mark, Gwi-Ma decided to experiment and get the ball rolling. 

Not knowing modern music and K-pop, Gwi-Ma did not want to step forth and help in any way, partly to have Jinu suffer with performance anxiety. However, he remembered Jinu coming to him for lyric inspiration for a new song, and tonight, he was particularly hungry. He decided on another demon to influence. 

"Abby," The demon king crooned as he pulled the demon to stand before him. "How is the plan progressing?"

"Smoothly. Humans can't resist us. By the time the Idol Awards come, you will have your feast." Abby said as he bowed before Gwi-Ma, hiding his surprise at being summoned with an emotionless smile. 

"Good. I am starving right now, and I want to help Jinu make this plan work, so I called you here for a special mission. I want you to go to an area where the Honmoon is completely broken. Perhaps a neighborhood where no one would expect anything. Go alone and hunt for both of us. Think of it as practice." 

Abby blinked as he stood up. "Alone? Why?" 

"I want to test something out and give inspiration for your future performance. I picked you because you're one of my strongest servants. You cannot afford to be weak at such a time, right?" Abby's patterns glowed and burned at the question, memories that were thought to be buried away resurfaced as Gwi-Ma's essence blended within his cursed body and soul. His stomach let out a soft yet echoing gurgle of hunger. Grrrrrroooaaarrrgrl!

Abby nodded. "Yes, Gwi-Ma." 

Seorin knew she should not be out so late at night, especially in parts of the city where darkness dwelt daily. But she had to go home, and despite her friends begging her to stay at the club for a longer night being buzzed, she carried her purse through the dark streets as she went over what had happened during her day. People ended up missing. An autograph session with Huntrix. Watching videos of Soda Pop on TikTok the billionth time. It was exciting enough to be a fan at this time. Seorin would always be a Hunter, but what was the harm of joining the Pride, especially with men like Abby? So, she joined the Pride online an hour ago, eager for what awaited her as she continued walking. She passed by an alleyway when someone grabbed her by the waist and pulled her, pinning her to the wall. 

Three men stood before Seorin and surrounded her like a pack of wolves. The one who pinned her roughly covered her mouth while another grabbed her purse to look through. 

"If you know what's good for you, you'll be quiet!" The third man growled a warning, then slipped into the shadows, perhaps to check their surroundings for any obstacles. When he did not come back out after five minutes, the rest of the crew stopped, staring at each other tensely. 

"Hey, you found anyone?" The one holding the purse called out in a hushed tone before he suddenly shrieked and doubled over, dropping the purse. "Shit! Something twisted my ankle!" Before he could react, an invisible force pushed him completely onto his stomach and dragged him by the legs into the darkness. 

By now, both Seorin and the man who held her stared in alarm. The man's body suddenly glowed a dark pink color, forcing him to release Seorin as he began to levitate slowly. 

"Let me go! Let me-- AAAAH!"

Schhhhlooorp!

He disappeared when a strange sound occurred in the air. Seorin dropped to her knees, her flustered face falling into fear as she glanced around, wondering if she would disappear as well. Just then, soft but deep footfalls echoed in the streets, light as a feather and keeping a steady beat as a deep yet smooth and light voice sang. 

"Keeping you in check, keeping you obsessed... play me on repeat eternally in your head." 

For a moment, Seorin swore that she saw glowing lines in the sky and surroundings fading away from existence. The footsteps stopped as something large, like a dark tree trunk, appeared a few feet away from Seorin. Above her, she glanced to see a giant face as wide as two cars peering in. There was magenta skin, intricate purple patterns, a chiseled jaw, golden eyes, a claw touching one of the temples of the head, an enormous gat on his head, and a dark purple tongue licking a row of sharp teeth. Despite his appearance and size, she recognized Abby's body and face immediately. 

"Hm? Well, well, well... what have we here?" Abby mused when his eyes fell upon the tiny woman, smirking slightly. "What's your name, Sweetheart?" 

"Seorin." She shivered and hugged herself. A part of her was afraid and confused as to what a giant idol was capable of, but the other part of her wanted to know more. His booming voice and aura drew her in, his presence endless, making her want to stay. Abby repeated her name with a satisfied nod. 

"Such a lovely name. Let me guess: you're a Hunter who just joined our Pride, right? We are getting more of those lately. I notice you keep staring at me. Even when I'm covered up, you're mesmerized?" 

"Y-Yeah?"

"Good. Like what you see? I know my abs are hidden, but I hope the rest of me lives up to your expectations." Abby rose to stand tall before the woman, towering over her at 70 feet, his body no different than the buildings surrounding him. At first glance, he wore a traditional black hanbok with long buckled boots. Seorin had to crane her neck to see all of him, nodding with her jaw open. 

Abby hummed with a smirk. "I'm making you speechless and breathless, and I barely did anything. Am I your bias? I'm flattered~" 

It took Seorin a couple of minutes of staring to shake herself from her trance, remembering that her favorite Saja Boy was walking around late at night as a giant, no less. She stood up on shaky knees, asking. "What are you doing here?" 

"Just taking a midnight stroll and practicing new songs. I should be asking you the same thing. I can't just leave you alone like this. Do you want to take the Pride to the next level?"

The way Abby purred of implications made Seorin fall into his daze once more, and she nodded absentmindedly. Three large claws lowered themselves towards Seorin, wrapping around her waist in a firm grip before Abby lifted her slowly. 

"Since you're so respectful so far, I'll let you touch these if you want." Abby opened the hanbok, revealing he was wearing fishnets as he motioned to his abs with a free hand. Another nod and Abby pulled the tiny woman close to his chest. The soft smirk on his lips did not reach his eyes. “Good girl.” 

Seorin let out a strained wheeze, trying not to implode on the spot. She pressed her hands against the violet, sturdy flesh as if she had shrunk onto an ironing board that glistened with what she assumed was sweat. And he was letting her touch his body? Seorin felt like combusting at any moment. A deep chuckle shook her core as a finger gently but firmly moved her head against the chest. For a moment, she closed her eyes and sighed dreamily until a sound made her freeze.

Muffled cries and screams echoed in Seorin's ear, begging for freedom. Before she could react, her body rose once more. A deep rumble occurred in the giant's chest, bubbling up, but Abby held it in, exhaling through his nose. When he held Seorin at face level, he grinned smugly. 

"You behaved well for me, little one. Such a good girl." Abby's lips parted slightly as he moved the human closer to his head, and he kissed her body as another reward. His lips pressed against her waist, chest, and thighs gently at first. His nose tipped down to rest on her chest as he sniffed, then let out a deep, satisfied growl that was inhuman. 

"I knew I'd spot a special soul around here. You smell so sweet and listen to me. A special soul like you deserves VIP access. Wouldn't you like that?" 

Seorin gave a small nod, hypnotized by Abby's praise and size.

"Hmm, you're adorable. So cute, I could gobble you up. I bet I can fit you in here. I do need protein. Maybe I'll let you out in the morning or two if you behave for me. You will behave, right?" 

"Yes... Please, have me?"

"Don't mind if I do. We both deserve a treat. Come. Right. Inside~" Abby slowly opened his mouth, revealing a wide violet tongue that was slightly forked at the end. He carefully placed her on his tongue, then closed his mouth. 

At first, Seorin sat in darkness, a warm breeze that smelled of meat and ash brushing against her skin as she sat on a smooth, wet, and warm floor. When the floor moved and her face got drenched in saliva, it was as if her daze was washed away. 

Seorin woke up in this strange location, searching through the darkness. 

Where was she? 

The lips parted a little, a faint light illuminating the saliva around her. 

Wait, was she in a mouth?!

Seorin shrieked as she clutched at the tongue, trying to climb out, but the tongue was stronger, pushing her against the fangs and the roof of the mouth. She shouted in protest, demanding to know what was going on and to be let out.

Her cries were only answered by the tilting of his head, causing her to slide to the back of his throat, and a loud gulp. 

Seorin fell what felt and looked like a weird water slide with the walls made from pulsating flesh. She used her arms and legs against the slimy walls, using her nails to stop her descent. It worked... for half a minute. A deep but soft murmur of a language she could not identify surrounded her as parts of the flesh pressed against her. Most likely, a claw was pressing against Abby's neck. The action caused Seorin to get dislodged and continue her journey. The esophagus walls squeezed at her as if she were inside a tube of toothpaste, almost possessively as she struggled. 

He liked it when his prey squirmed. 

Squelch!

When she reached the bottom, Seorin fell into an open space and landed in a thick but flowing liquid pool. The dark violet walls glistened with glowing red and dark pink patterns.  

She thought that would be the end of it, that either she would stay in a giant wet sleeping bag for the night or melt away like meat off the bone... until she yelped when she sank into the floor like quick sand or a water bed. She slipped into a second tunnel, which twisted and turned like a conveyor belt, taking her into another space.

Another stomach? 

The walls were the same glowing patterns as the first stomach, but there were major differences, with the important one being that it was completely crowded with white illuminated orbs. The orbs shoved against each other, no space giving way as they seemed to be threaded to the walls. Some orbs disappeared into a hidden network leading to an unknown destination. As Seorin fell through the crowd of orbs, voices cried out in pained sobs. 

"Get me out of here!" 

"Please! I have a wife and family! Cough me out right now!" 

"Let us go!" 

"Where are we? What did we do to deserve this?!" 

"Save us!" 

"I promise not to do bad anymore! Let me out!" 

The orbs screeched in volume as their forms shifted to humanoid arms and screaming outlines of faces. 

Seorin choked a gasp, covering her mouth with both hands while her arms hugged herself as she heard each scream, one of them coming from one of the thieves from earlier. Before she could hear anymore or the souls could grab at her, she sank into the third tunnel. Stuck in a fleshy water slide maze from Hell was not her idea of spending the night with Abby Saja. What had taken a few minutes felt like hours as the woman finally landed in her destination: a third stomach devoid of liquid and souls. Just a fleshy, patterned, and padded dark room solely for her. 

Seorin desperately tried to stand, but each attempt had her wobbling and falling on her hands and knees. She pounded both her fists on the flesh around her, begging at the top of her lungs to be set free. Screaming within the demonic flesh was as effective as yelling at brick walls. She kept at it until she passed out with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, giving in to her fate.

"HAAAAAAaaaaaaOOOOOOORRRRrrrrrrp!" 

Perhaps Abby went a little overboard with the soul intake. He pounded at his chest and belched deeply, rattling the buildings surrounding him. He then licked his fangs as he placed a hand just above his navel where the human called Seorin resided. It was easy to tune out the voices within. The fans were food, and Gwi-Ma's voice was much louder. Being a demon for centuries had given him the resolve of steel. An impenetrable force to be reckoned with. Some souls were marked to go straight to the demon king for consumption, while other souls would stay alive to fuel Abby's body. As for the Special Soul, Abby did speak the truth. The Special Soul will serve as energy and a boost of power. Although she would be safe from death or becoming a demon, Seorin, whether inside or out, would be under the custody of Gwi-Ma and his servants.

For a moment, Abby frowned at the feeling of growing and consuming various souls in a short amount of time. Perhaps the fans and the idol persona got to him. The sobs did not help. However, the strength and power he currently felt? The fact that all the souls were still alive? It was thrilling. Vitalizing. He felt like a literal powerhouse, capable of hiding hundreds in plain sight in a twisted way of protection. He wanted, no, needed to be their sanctuary by any means. Consequences be damned. 

Abby smirked as he began to float, turning invisible and silent so no one would notice him. No doubt that Jinu would chew him out later, and the news would cover another story of missing people the next day. But all that mattered was the power, the protection, and Gwi-Ma's praises that ended the night high. 

"Nice work, Do-Hyeon."

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As Jinu kneeled on stage and reached his clawed hand towards the crowd, he saw the souls lighting ablaze with pink desire while fans clamored to him with outstretched arms, but their hands never touched him. The fanatic attention made Jinu's smile almost twisted. He craved it more than freedom or souls. He devoured the sensation as he sang, bringing the souls into his own. 

Title: When You're All A Part of Me

Fandom: Kpop Demon Hunters

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 1,076

Main Character: Jinu

Content Warnings: Hiveminds, Soul Merging/Consumption, Heart Attack, Panic attack

Summary: What if 'Your Idol' was taken to the next level of sin and feeling? Jinu's thoughts as he performs with the Saja Boys, while Gwi-Ma has an interesting change of plans for consuming souls, and to make Jinu suffer.

I wanted to share since I wrote this as a claim/prompt on AO3 and apparently, people like my KPDH fics. The prompt was: A character getting integrated into a hivemind. Since my hyperfixation is in Kpop Demon Hunters, I wondered what would happen if "Your Idol" had giant hive-minded demons? I wrote a short and small character study with Jinu during the song. I got inspired by an edit audio on TikTok where someone extended the bridge of Your Idol with the high notes of Demi Lovato's "Heart Attack". I don't know if I'd write anything in this universe, but I like what I did and I couldn't resist trying Mystery as well.

Thank you. To make it fair, here is the story under the cut:

Midnight struck. 

The ritual was about to begin. Fans screamed their names as the Saja Boys appeared floating center stage as their true form: Jeoseung Saja. Their heads leaned forward, letting the Latin chants speak for them as the crowd hushed in anticipation. Jinu lifted his head to stare at the souls, initiating the spell disguised as a performance. 

I'll be Your Idol. 

Jinu had written ‘Your Idol’ in a century, having recently finetuned it with Gwi-Ma and Baby. The choreography was handled by Abby, who combined demonic strength with sleek movement. Romance made sure that the visuals matched the allure. Mystery handled the actual magic part with some help from Baby regarding ancient demon language and connecting with Gwi-Ma. Overall, the collaboration was immaculate. They designed this song to lure the masses of humans straight to Gwi-Ma's clutches, no matter who they were. 

Jinu did not feel himself a religious or pious man. However, he accepted his soul as damned for eternity, so he might as well go all out with the sins as he synchronized his movements with his crew. 

'Your Idol' felt different from the songs that he created. When he sang as a subtle taunt to Gwi-Ma with his bipa, Jinu felt authentic like an individual. His true self before he sold his soul. With 'Soda Pop', it was purposely made to be cutesy and catchy while hiding intentions. Subtle and easy on the eyes. But with this performance, the truth was at full display. The sense of dread and desire took form as everyone in the arena fell into a trance. And he could not pinpoint it, but it almost felt that he was losing himself with each verse. 

The demon inwardly scoffed. Jinu lost himself 400 years ago. He lost all hope hours ago, betraying Rumi. And yet, as he sang and danced for the sea of souls with his boys, Jinu felt his cursed soul slowly merging with the others. At first, he thought that they would all be one with Gwi-Ma soon, metaphorically with the fans walking straight into fire. But Gwi-Ma had other plans. 

After Gwi-Ma appeared on the stage disguised as special effects and dancing on beat with Baby, that was when Jinu heard him whispering in his mind. 

I want to try something. At the bridge, blend all your souls. You deserve to feast with me. 

Despite his confusion, Jinu hummed mentally in confirmation. When the bridge began to play and Gwi-Ma grew in the background, the Saja Boys each took a part of the stage to cover, leaning down towards the crowd as they reached and beckoned the fans to come closer. With Mystery's help,  their lyrics were laced with demonic incantations. 

Living in your mind now

Too late, cause you're mine now

BECOME ONE WITH ME. 

To make it fair and give in to their desires, the fans chose which Saja Boy bias they wanted to be assimilated into. 

Those who chose Abby Saja felt stronger and faster. 

Those who chose Romance Saja felt romantic, beautiful, and emotional. 

Those who chose Mystery Saja turned quiet, contemplative, intuitive, and a little feral. 

Those who chose Baby Saja were adorable with poetic bites and spice that turned people’s heads. 

And Jinu? 

The souls that merged with Jinu became complex. Smug. Confident. Friendly. Humorous. Mischievous. Deceitful. Cruel. 

All were alluring and sinful with no remorse. 

As Jinu kneeled on stage and reached his clawed hand towards the crowd, he saw the souls lighting ablaze with pink desire while fans clamored to him with outstretched arms, but their hands never touched him. The fanatic attention made Jinu's smile almost twisted. He craved it more than freedom or souls. He devoured the sensation as he sang, bringing the souls into his own. 

"I will make you free when you're all a part of me!" 

The souls were connected by ethereal lines thicker than the Honmoon. Once the souls were with each Saja Boy, the band teleported back to the front of the stage, singing with the crowd. 

"Listen 'cause I'm preaching to the choir!" 

"Now!" 

"Can I get the mic a little HIGHER?!" 

What was supposed to happen was the Saja Boys levitating in the air while the fans walked into the fire. The levitation part happened as planned, but the rest changed. On the last note, voices held it as long as possible in different harmonies. At first, Jinu felt powerful as his body literally expanded gradually, and his soul blended with everyone else. 

Then his heart, which usually feigned a pulse, jolted as if it were under attack. His voice got higher and higher as his sensations increased to overstimulation, and his body ignited with Gwi-Ma. His voice slowly began to snarl and turned so loud, it could break windows from the buildings outside of Namsan Tower. 

For a moment, Jinu remembered the flames that incinerated his human body, but his soul remained burning. His racing heart pounding in his ears, competing with the disdainful voices he was forced to hear for centuries. Memories raced into his mind: his mother, younger sister, victims, and Rumi. He struggled to breathe or think as his thoughts merged with the souls he consumed. 

Make it STOP!

It felt like dying all over again. 

Mystery caught Jinu from falling in a swift flowing motion that did not break formation. Once he caught his breath, Jinu's eyes refocused. His skin was glowing a bright violet, and his body seemed to grow a hundred feet tall, the fans still reaching out to him. The fans looked like tiny, possessed dolls to grab and play with. He glanced at Mystery, who whispered in the same ancient language:

Are you okay?

It was weird. Mystery's voice echoed in multiple filters. He was one of many now. Jinu shivered, still feeling like himself, but several souls at the same time. He sighed before replying in multiple voices,

Yes, we’re fine. 

The song continued as fans clamored onto the stage, trying to reach the floating giant idols they were connected to. That they were a part of. Gwi-Ma grew as well, laughing in triumph at the feast he was about to receive. 

The Saja Boys were... everything. They were idols. They were wonderful and dangerous. And they loved it. Craved for it. Begged for more. 

Everyone reached their arms to the sky, feeling one with the flames as they prayed for the damned voices to stop.

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"Hey, everybody. You must all be so sad about Huntrix's breakup. We are, too. So, to cheer everyone up, we're going to do a special live performance tonight. Midnight. Namsan Tower. Wouldn't you know it, but we also have a pre-show where we showcase upcoming artists who want to perform and support our Pride. Don't miss it for the world~" 

Title: Dazed

Fandom: Kpop Demon Hunters

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 6,531

Main Character(s): Jinu, Gwi-Ma, Firefly (OC)

Relationship(s): General/Platonic Relationships with the OCs, Jinu & Firefly, Jinu & Gwi-Ma, Gwi-Ma & Firefly; Baby Saja/Firefly near the end

Content Warnings: Mild violence, Brief Soul Consumption, Puppeteer control, and Emotional Manipulation

Summary: A Fanfic based on Art Fight 2025! What if, before "Your Idol", there was an opening performance to set up the scene? A Korean-American 3/4 of a demon named Hae-jin Brooks is stopped by Jinu and Gwi-Ma under the pretense of a challenge where the former must perform at Namsan Tower to save as many souls as possible. When Hae-jin agrees and performs as Firefly, he gets more than he bargains for as he finds obstacles in his way, including a secret plot to keep him in check.

A thing I made before Art Fight ended yesterday. Occasionally, I would draw and since Kpop Demon Hunters is popular, I wanted to do something for free because I liked the interactions OCs play with. I also wanted to develop my Demon OC Hae-jin/Firefly more, so this was born. I know it's a little confusing, but I wanted to write it to get it out and brainstorm. There will be other fics with Firefly in them prior to this. This is a songfic with "Drunk-Dazed" by Enhypen where a 3/4 demon makes a bet to save souls while obstacles stand in his way. This was inspired by a TikTok edit with the same song.

As for the OCs themselves, I did ask permission to write them before hand and I did ask about how to write them. So in order of appearance:

Kito the Makeup Artist created by @koda-artz

Lyla the Saja Boys Manager created by HorrorStarz (Art Fight/doodlebydylight on twitter)

Freak Saja created by @zeka-amos

Suho created by Jml_Yio (Art Fight/instagram)

Jae-Seong created by Morobami (Art Fight, Instagram, Toyhouse)

Doll created by @cottoncandyjojo

Min-jae created by JEDIKNIGHT (Art Fight/Twitter/Toyhouse)

Yejoon created by @multiple-ratz

Thank you so much for the artwork. It's one of my longest one-shots so far and I hope this is okay. I know it's long, but I'll try to post it on here too under the cut:

“Well done. Ready to forget it all?” 

“…” 

“Good. I’m ready to feast.” 

This was it. Every demon was lined up and prepared for the moment to steal all the fans of Seoul and give them to Gwi-Ma. Then, the voices would be gone. His Family. Rumi. Jinu would be free in the pits of Hell, but free. However, something nagged at him like a woodpecker. It was the way his younger sister pleaded with him to take her. It was when the little girl at the autograph signing drew something for him. It was the conversations he would have with demon allies and rivals. Whatever dwindling humanity Jinu had left flashed before his eyes, and he raised his hand.

“Wait. Before we start, I have an idea that might enhance the dining experience.” 

"Okay, I overstayed my welcome! Time to get out of dodge." 

What was supposed to be a few weeks of vacation in South Korea for relaxation, discovering one's heritage, and a soul-searching life journey became weeks of questionable chaos for Hae-jin. Not only did he have contact with the demon realm, which was completely different than the one in America, but the Korean American (with no fault of his own) had unknowingly stepped into a battle he did not know existed. And now, midnight was close at hand, which meant it was time to pack his bags. 

The blond streak in his black hair glowed in worry as Hae-jin packed the essential items as well as whatever cool souvenirs he gathered. With nearly all of Seoul gathering at Namsan Tower and the demons busy, he would have enough time to sneak out and run to the nearest airport or at least a boat. Whichever came first. 

A caw startled the man, who belonged to a familiar six-eyed crow with a tiny hat, glaring at him from on top of a wall. Hae-jin scowled back before shoving the rest of his clothes in the luggage. 

"Don't give me that look, bird! I'm only a quarter human. Even if Gwi-Ma is literal hellfire that I can avoid, he has an army at his disposal. I can't compete with that! I did what I was told, and that's it. If anything, once I get back to America, I'll warn other people or maybe get someone more qualified to deal with reapers and demon kings." Satisfied with his reasoning, he picked up his suitcases and luggage with determination. “New York City, here I come!” 

“Where do you think you’re going?” Jinu's voice asked from behind Hae-jin, causing the latter to stumble and drop his bags. 

“Nowhere!” Hae-jin exclaimed as he threw his bags to the side, ignoring laughter from Jinu's bird. “I was just going to see if there were any stragglers out there! Shouldn’t you be in Namsan Tower?” 

“Shouldn’t you?” Jinu challenged with a raised eyebrow. Hae-jin noticed that, unlike the human form that Jinu preferred to be when in the human realm, Jinu was his true self: patterns, hanbok, and the works.

"I told you I'm an outsider. Nobody. This feast has nothing to do with me. Besides, all of us are dealing with--" For a moment, Hae-jin's brown eyes locked with Jinu's eyes, briefly flashing gold before Hae-jin's patterns appeared on his body and he sighed, looking away. "-shame. I did my part, and I don't want to take up your time." 

Jinu's neutral expression of calm and collected did not falter as he replied, “Gwi-Ma would like to speak with you before you go.”

“I don’t want to be a bother. He’s probably busy—” One moment, Firefly was speaking with Jinu at the courtyard. The next moment, he was in front of the giant pink demonic flames that towered over several demons instantly, making him jolt and wheeze. He could never get used to demon magic.

“Hae-jin Brooks, we meet at last. Or should I refer to you as Firefly?” The living demonic flame mused with an unreadable smile.

"Never mind! Firefly is fine. What's up, Gwi-Ma?" Hae-jin, who now adopted his public role as Firefly, smiled and waved his hand casually like greeting a friend. 

"I was about to feast when Jinu told me something interesting. I heard you two talking about sparing a few souls?" 

Firefly gulped nervously. He remembered the conversations he had with Jinu. More like casual observations and rants, such as the harm that Gwi-Ma could do or sparing the souls that did not deserve to be consumed, like the children, or some exceptions. Firefly also remembered his first time in the demon realm, where he witnessed a female demon being incinerated. And now he was at the literal line of fire. Resisting the urge to make faces or strangle Jinu where he stood, Firefly took a breath and explained nonchalantly. 

“Well, it's just the practical logic of it. If you eat every soul at once, what happens when you get hungry again? There would be no souls left to eat, right? Besides, some of the souls are probably not ripe enough yet, or they might taste bad. If you want future meals forever, you’ve got to save some for later. You'll be set for the afterlife!” 

Gwi-Ma's mouth disappeared in thought, his flames quirking in Jinu's direction, who nodded. After thinking about it, the grin returned to the demon king's face. 

“You know, you do have a point. Lucky for you, I am in a good mood since Huntrix has been disbanded. So, I have a proposition for you.” 

Firefly's face fell in shock. "You do?" 

“Do you think you can save some souls? I want you to open for the Saja Boys soon with a song and style of your choice. You shall oversee the performance for the most part. While performing, save as many souls as you can while entertaining the crowd. If you please me afterward, I will promise to spare every soul you manage to save, along with other requests you may have. What do you say? Want to perform in an opportunity of a lifetime?” 

Hesitating, Firefly turned to the sea of demons behind him. Nearly all of them had mixed reactions, some with anticipation or worry. The Saja Boys were smirking with glowing eyes. The Jeoseung Saja in general were humming the Funeral March to themselves. And Jinu looked emotionless as ever. Firefly figured that he had no choice in the matter; he could try to save some innocent souls this way, and he secretly wanted to perform. So, he smiled and nodded. 

"Okay then. It sounds interesting. I'm in, or as someone in this new generation might say, A'ight, bet!" Firefly stretched out his right hand, in which a flame appeared, and shook the hand without burning himself. Gwi-Ma chuckled, exchanging a mischievous grin with the demon boy band. 

"Good~ Leave everything to me and my boys. You're in for a real treat." 

"Hey, everybody. You must all be so sad about Huntrix's breakup. We are, too. So, to cheer everyone up, we're going to do a special live performance tonight. Midnight. Namsan Tower. Wouldn't you know it, but we also have a pre-show where we showcase upcoming artists who want to perform and support our Pride. Don't miss it for the world~" 

Namsan Tower 11:30 PM

“Saja, Saja, Saja, SAJA!” The fans chanted as they waved their lion light sticks, waiting for the Saja Boys. Security was tight, and everyone (save for the hypnotized Mira and Zoey) was cheering their heads off. Abby's voice came from invisible loudspeakers as he chuckled,

“Okay, I know you guys want us, but we want to highlight some of our friends who helped us get to where we are now.” 

“Before Midnight, we already had some artists show their flair on the stage, and we are having a friendly competition to see who your next idol on the World Tour will be!” Romance added. 

Mystery spoke up, “Up next, we have a special guest who will sing with our supporters. You know him from the World Wide Web as the singer who weaves stories into songs.”

“Everyone, put your hands together for Firefly! MAKE SOME NOISE!” Baby barked, causing fans to cheer. Some, however, felt confused as they talked amongst themselves. 

“Firefly?” 

“You guys never heard of Firefly?” 

“I’m not surprised since he’s an independent soloist on TikTok, YouTube, and Instagram. He does his own thing while he’s open to collabs with almost anybody.” 

"I heard his real name is Hae-jin Brooks, who's possibly the son of Carol Brooks, a former vocalist.” 

"He came from New York City, growing up in a place called Connecticut in the United States." 

"He could throw around a Yo-Yo like nobody's business!" 

“He’s great with kids and looks like a childhood sweetheart. Like a friendly neighbor in a cozy suburb deal or a cool older brother.”

"Music flows through his soul constantly. They say he's a guiding light to people, and if he watches you closely, he could sing a song that speaks to you!"

“His popularity increased since he did some collabs with the Saja Boys, but I don’t know what he’ll do if he performs here!” 

Just then, Jinu's voice rang through the arena, causing the crowd to silence themselves: 

There once was an enchanted forest where fireflies swarm and dwell. These fireflies were said to give whoever was near power, serenity, and everlasting life. A pride of lions heard the stories and wanted power for themselves. The leader decided that if he ate the fireflies, then all the power would be his. One firefly volunteered to lead his kin to safety by any means necessary, even if it meant his soul. 

Every fan cheered in delight.

Backstage, a few reaper demons hung around talking amongst themselves. 

"That's a dead man walking if I ever saw one." 

"I bet you that wannabe demon won't last five minutes without selling his soul or going crazy." 

"I'll take that bet." 

"Gwi-Ma must be planning something if he agreed to all this." 

"I hate to be one of the suckers who gets to dance with the one who mouthed off Gwi-Ma." 

"Oh, so you're a chicken, Jae-Seong? Not wanting to show your moves or get souls for free?" 

"... Okay, I'm going to kill it on stage. You'll see!" 

Meanwhile, an unaware Firefly was sitting on a chair in a dressing room, getting makeup done. Along with some patterns that he displayed on his skin, he wore a dark purple modern hanbok with gold trim and dark green pants. 

Kito, a blue-haired demon with tusk-like fangs, scowled as he briefly hit Firefly's forehead with a makeup brush. “What were you thinking, taking on a bet with Gwi-Ma?!” 

"Whoa, hey! Easy with the face!" Firefly pulled back with a light forced laugh. "To be fair, I did not know that the demon king would be like that. He hasn't touched me yet. You think he would have let me go if I said no?"

Kito sighed. "All I'm saying is that you better know what you're doing. I don't wanna lose someone who knows how annoying things are. You're fun to talk to." 

"Gee, thanks." Firefly held still for the final touch-up as an older blonde woman wearing a business outfit and holding a clipboard, her golden eyes glancing towards him. He recognized her managing the Saja Boys behind the scenes. 

"Hey, Lyla." He greeted casually. 

Lyla spoke firmly. "Hae-jin Brooks, I'm here to relay the terms of your challenge with Gwi-Ma. I take it, you know the song you're performing?" 

Firefly nodded. 

"Good. We set everything up, so the sky is the limit for your performance. You will have backup. You must make it so that when you save someone, it's willing and believable. You can touch them or use magic to teleport humans to a safe location. You must stay within the limits of the arena. No attempts at escape or to save Huntrix. You will both perform at the concert and live internationally. You will use the cellphone we provide to go live, and we will be confiscating your phone." Lyla held out her hand, and Firefly reluctantly gave her his phone. "Gwi-Ma will judge you and decide your fate. Do you agree with these terms?" 

"I guess so." 

"Best of luck." Lyla conjured up a pink glowing phone already set up for streaming as it levitated and recorded. "You are live in five." She hid to the side as Kito did the last of the makeup before Firefly leaned back in his chair and smiled as the stream started. His video was displayed on the large screens of the arena.

"Hey, my little fireflies~" Firefly cheered as he posed finger-guns, hooked his thumbs together, and waved his pointer fingers twice to imitate a heartbeat. He heard muffled cheering from outside, which made him smile even more. "Welcome to my livestream! I got invited to this free concert by the Saja Boys themselves. I'm looking forward to seeing them. It's going to be LIT!" 

Lyla then leaned towards Firefly, whispering in which direction he should be walking to the stage. He nodded and improvised for the audience. 

"Wait, you want me to sing? At this concert? Live?! And I'm on at TEN?! I couldn't possibly-- who am I kidding? I've been waiting for this all night. Count down for me!" 

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two... one!" As the fans counted down, Firefly rushed out from backstage. Along his way, he autographed a Saja Boy t-shirt from a water demon named Jelly, who cried with joy. He reached one of the side entrances of the arena, his heart beating fast, but he let the excitement of the crowd replace his anxiety for now. 

"Who wants to be saved?!" Firefly announced. He took a glance at the stage, seeing that it was decorated to look like a dark forest clearing with a swamp and floating lanterns to resemble fireflies. The fans were cheering their heads off as some of their Saja Boy lights glowed a gold color. Surprised, he waited for his cue and made his move when the music began. 

"Beautiful and brilliant,” Firefly sang as he ran down the aisle with his hand brushing against those who reached out, the people disappearing in golden light upon contact. "My glowing vision is shining like a diamond." 

Firefly reached the main stage, twirling around while making small golden orbs fly out of his arms and towards the crowd. "A world with no limits. Everything has been turned upside down."

Suddenly, six people rushed down the aisle as well, two for each aisle. Judging from the dark hanboks, shoes, unique accessories, and gats they wore, they were demons. From one of the side screens, Firefly saw a close-up of each Jeoseung Saja and their name as the crowd sang along with the demons. 

"Turning up the party!" A pale demon with spiky blue hair and yellow eyes smirked dangerously. Freak. 

"Now!" 

"Chaos, everybody!" A light, purple-skinned man with dark purple hair, a tall stature, and golden eyes growled excitedly. Suho. 

"Wow!" 

"People going ha-ha!" A pale violet man with black hair tied in a bun and golden eyes laughed with the crowd. Jae-Seong. 

"High!" 

"Music being la-la!" A pale, blue-skinned man with his hair split between a pale light blue and pink crooned playfully. Doll. 

"Loud!" 

"It's dazzling, baby!" A tall, pink-haired man with pale grey skin, black-and-gold eyes, and purple patterns smirked with a glisten of his fangs. Min-jae. 

"This light is shining," sang a light violet-peach-skinned demon with yellow eyes, green-yellow hair, eyeglasses, and silver buckles in his outfit. Yejoon. 

"We're in love with this carnival." All six demons harmonized before they huddled around Firefly. 

Firefly, who was still in his pale human form, sighed in relief. "Thanks for the help, guys. You are a soul-saver!"

“We’re not here to help you,” Yejoon said matter-of-factly. 

Suho added, “We’re here to stop you.”

Firefly's face fell. “Huh?” Gwi-Ma's voice echoed in the demons' minds. 

Did you really think it would be that easy to get souls? I’ve recruited a team specifically for this. And to make things interesting, I told them about your Hunter abilities. Good luck~

Everyone tensed at the words, six pairs of eyes all staring at the 3/4 demon as if he could end them at any time. 

"Don't worry. I'm on your side. I don't want a potential crush for my older brother to disappear on me." Doll whispered with a wink.

“I’m just here to go with the flow, and I have nothing better to do.” Min-jae shrugged. 

It seemed that everyone else was there as an obstacle... until they all turned to Jae-Seong. 

Jae-Seong scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Don’t look at me. I’m just here to make sure you guys don’t embarrass yourselves in front of millions!” 

With the stakes running high, the seven performers broke out of the huddle, Firefly walking to the front of the stage while acting nervous. 

"Honestly, I'm scared. It seems everyone's spinning round in a daze."

As the six reaper demons vocalized, Firefly moved his arms and hands, which glowed golden, as he focused on a few young fans and managed to teleport them before his adversaries reached them with claws out as they all sang. 

"I feel my burning heart's on the edge, but I just wanna stay." 

The seven demons then jumped at a distance, posed as ghouls or zombies, synchronized as they sang, "Now, my head is in a daze, daze, daze. I want more, so hit replay, play, play. Any way you want it now. Run so far to reach it now. We're trapped in this carnival, wow, wow!" 

Fans cheered, the lights sparkling above them as the performers were positioned like six reapers surrounding a firefly. Firefly stood in the center, moving his hands as he feigned swaying as if his eyes were hypnotized, and the reapers responded to his call. 

"Our heart's back inside the..." 

"Daze, daze, daze!" 

"Can't control my body..." 

"Dance, dance, dance!"

"This sweet scent of growing..." 

"Dread! 

"Makes my sharp fangs glow bright..."  

"Red!"

"Let's enjoy this carnival, wow, wow!" 

While the song played in the concert, on the other side, where the demon realm resided, the Saja Boys stood and watched with Gwi-Ma, who stood behind them, blazing enormously. 

"Their moves are so in sync for demons who knew about each other once or twice," Abby commented, studying their movements. 

"I don't know how I feel about nearly half of them looking like Maknae, but there is a visual variety that's pleasing to the eye." Romance added. 

"And their voices blend well with each other." Mystery commented, his hidden eyes closed to listen to the music more. Baby just bopped his head to the beat, then whispered to Gwi-Ma, whose bright flames dimmed in thought for a second. 

"I agree, but don't forget what this truly is. We need to make sure that Firefly does not even think of being a Hunter ever. It will go according to plan." Jinu reminded everyone emotionlessly as he kept watching Firefly and added with a filtered voice, "Lyla, it's time for phase two." 

From backstage, Lyla nodded as she unlocked Firefly's cell phone and enchanted it. All his TikTok drafts were posted, photos uploaded on Instagram, blogs updated, and every post on social media promoted for everyone to see. Several demons who worked under Lyla helped by liking, sharing, and commenting on posts. 

In a matter of minutes, Firefly blew up the internet with smiles, songs, and charm. 

Meanwhile, Hae-jin Brooks was having the time of his life at his first live performance. The best way to describe the choreography was if someone were to combine K-pop, breakdance, Michael Jackson's "Thriller", and the fighting styles of "West Side Story". Firefly would manage to save a few fans, only to either get blocked or redirected. Doll and Jae-Seong would occasionally give Firefly openings to save souls. And the latter could not help but feel that he was being watched in the shadows. 

"Mm, call me out from across the floor," Firefly sang as he slid away from swiping claws.  

"Everything changes, everything phases!" 

"I reach past and through the locked door." 

"The Pain welcomes me, making me thirsty!" 

Curious, his eyes briefly flashed magenta and gold as he searched through the arena. The sea of fans was so blended that he could not differentiate between specific souls. He was still new to the Honmoon, but the faded lines told that it was breaking, hanging by a literal thread. And he was the one helping to break it. 

"Honestly, I'm afraid. The mirror holds an unfamiliar gaze. The mask reveals the truth and the scars, but I never escape." 

When the second chorus hit, Firefly reached into the air and pulled out a golden yo-yo with a rainbow string like the Honmoon. Keeping his distance, he threw his yo-yo in a fluid motion, doing tricks as he aimed at the demons. 

Suho and Jae-Seong dodged a Walk-The-Dog. 

Doll and Freak evaded a Rock-The-Baby. 

Min-jae and Yejoon ducked the Around-The-World trick. 

“Watch where you’re aiming that thing!” Freak hissed. 

“I do not want to be the demon that got sent back to the realm because of a yo-yo!” Jae-Seong whined with a scowl. “It’s six against one. We could take him.” 

“We have to make it believable,” Min-jae frowned. "Otherwise, the main ritual will lose its pull." 

Understanding the assignment, the demons pulled back and made their move. First, Yejoon summoned an electric guitar and strummed sound waves that pushed Firefly back as he sang, "Now, my head is in a daze, daze, daze."

"I want more, so hit replay, play, play!" Suho grabbed the yo-yo's string and pulled, sending Firefly flying. 

"Any way you want it now!" Freak kneed a stumbling Firefly.

"Run so far to reach it now!"  In a fluid motion, Min-jae performed a sweeping drop kick, making Firefly's yo-yo disappear. 

Jae-Seong and Doll picked up Firefly from the floor, holding him by the shoulders. "We're trapped in this carnival, wow, wow!"  

The crowd swooned and hollered, some of them reaching for the light and disappearing. Others danced or were on their phones to follow the performers on social media. Firefly was not the only one getting a boost of attention. 

"My heart's back inside the daze, daze, daze. Can't control my body, dance, dance, dance. This sweet scent of growing dread makes my sharp fangs glow bright red. Let's enjoy this carnival, wow, wow!" 

Soon, the performers distanced themselves, and at first, Firefly thought he would have a break from the battle. Once he caught his breath, he did notice something odd: he was kept at the center while the demons surrounded him equally, creating a shape as their patterns began to glow. 

This was not a performance. It was a ritual. Before Firefly could break out of the hexagon formation, he blacked out.

Hae-jin Brooks found himself floating in darkness. Voices echoed around him that froze him. 

Pathetic. You are weak. You can’t do anything right. You can’t be on your own. You can barely take care of yourself. You’re greedy, and everything is an act. You’re going to die alone with no one to mourn you. 

“So, this is where your shame lies.” 

Firefly’s eyes widened as he gasped at the familiar voice. The darkness gave way to a bedroom where someone was sleeping while covered up. His body trembled as he hugged himself, and Gwi-Ma continued. 

“I must admit it took a while to research, and you covered your tracks well, but now I know all about you. Your father, a demon missing in action who only left you an empty house with spirit animals, empty memories, and demon servants. Your mother, a well-known Demon Hunter who is part demon, and currently ill. What would your mother think seeing you like this: a confused individual who does not know who or what he is?” 

“Stop it.” Firefly gripped his arms tightly as he growled a warning. 

“You know, I can easily turn the volume up or do something to her? Perhaps a little accident?”

“No, STAY AWAY FROM HER!” He demanded, only to cry out in pain when the harmful voices raised in volume mentally. He dropped to his knees as the scene gave way to more darkness where he could see only the faded and weak lines of the Honmoon. The Honmoon unveiled like a curtain, revealing the enormous Gwi-Ma and the Saja Boys standing by. 

Around Firefly, the six demons sang seemingly off the stage. 

"This light that's been given to me, a temple's flames on the other side." 

“I can help you. You don’t want to be alone. You want attention. You want the voices to stop. You want your mother to be safe? I can provide all of that and more. All I ask, in return, is that you swear your allegiance to me and give me your soul.” 

Tears streamed down Hae-jin's cheeks as he stared at Gwi-Ma, confused and lost, reaching a hand out to the flames. 

"Till I own my desire, Imma ride!" 

The setting blinked and slowed down. Hae-jin was still back on the main stage on his knees with smiling and screaming fans surrounding him, with Gwi-Ma still on the horizon with a grin in the flames. 

"Look at the little morsels. They love you. They adore the ground you walk upon. What's so wrong about that?"

Still crying, Hae-jin smiled as he reached for the crowd, his nails sharpening to claws as he sang a cappella, "Now, my head is in a daze, daze, daze. I want more, so hit replay, play, play. Any way you want it now. Run so far to reach it now. We're trapped in this carnival, wow, wow." 

He needed it. He craved the attention. He wanted a way out while keeping his mother safe. He glanced back at Gwi-Ma and whispered. "You promise to spare anyone I save, truly?"

"I give you my word, Hae-jin." 

“Then what do I have to do?” 

“Accept the flames,” Gwi-Ma replied, then the Saja Boys joined in while holding out their claws. “Let us dance with you. And a little favor.” 

Firefly nodded. Immediately, magenta flames ignited on his body, causing him to scream at the top of his lungs as his patterns glowed brightly and increased. His skin became a pinkish-plum color. Golden streaks grew in his wild hair. One eye was magenta, the other gold. His outfit changed to a dark purple traditional hanbok with faded golden trim. He now wore a gat with bright gold beads attached. The necklace he wore had its teardrop amulet grow defined and bigger. His fangs sharpened as wings sprouted from his back. Unlike the medium-sized, clear wings of a dragonfly he was used to, his wings burned and grew into pinkish butterfly wings with Gwi-Ma's grin. The screams turned into laughter as Firefly glanced at the aisles where the security staff and gates were keeping the fans in check. 

“They don’t need security. You’re all the security they need. The guards and bars are blocking the way to your fans.”  Gwi-Ma and the Saja Boys whispered in wicked unison. Firefly's eyes turned completely magenta as he reached into the broken air and pulled out a pink and purple demonic-style yo-yo. In a swift circular motion, he swung the yo-yo towards the aisles. The gates burned away into flames, and the staff doubled over as they turned into light blue orbs that flew straight into Gwi-Ma and the Saja Boys. 

When the music gradually resumed at a normal speed, Firefly suddenly hopped onto his feet, jumped back into formation, and posed like a marionette. Pink strings appeared at the ends of his patterns as suddenly, parts of a metal structure popped out of the ground, trapping Firefly.

Firefly smirked as he stared at the crowd, and he covered his ears, swaying side to side while he sang with Baby's voice offscreen, "My heart's trapped inside this daze, daze, daze!" 

The six demon performers, who remained still in their spots, posed and danced as if possessed. Firefly uncovered his ears and flexed his body, Abby singing along with him. 

"Can't control my body, dance, dance, dance!"

Borrowing from the Soda Pop choreography, Firefly shimmied his shoulders and moved his palms against his chest to imitate a heartbeat, Romance in control this time. "This sweet scent of growing dread..."

"Makes my sharp fangs glow bright red." Next was Mystery's voice as Firefly clawed the air and bared his fangs, which briefly glowed red. He then reached a claw out while singing with Jinu:

"Let's enjoy this carnival, wow, wow!" 

With the song coming to a close, Firefly figured that the demons who stood in his way would try any trick in the book to grab at souls. He knew just the yo-yo trick to stop them: DNA. But first, he had one last shot to save souls. He closed his eyes before he opened them. His eyes sparkled and glowed, his face seemed younger, and he flapped his hands excitedly before he beckoned the audience in an ancient demonic language: Run to me. 

Those who were entranced roared passionately and ran out towards the stage, disappearing in golden light. The six demons attempted to stop the fans, but they cried out when purple miniature tornadoes blocked their path. Hae-jin held his yo-yo in one hand and used the other to move the string to resemble a moving DNA strand. 

"I wake myself up! Burn my heart! Fill my dreams!" Everyone harmonized. Once all of Firefly's fans disappeared, the stage was clear as it displayed an odd sight: six reaper demons surrounding a giant pagoda that looked like a giant lantern with a changed Firefly inside of it. The performers grinned and posed.

"I'm Suho!" 

"I'm Jae-Seong~" 

"I'm Freak!" 

"Yejoon." 

"I'm Doll~"

"I’m Min-jae!”

"I'm Firefly and we are..." Firefly glanced at the sky before blurting out, "The Moonlighters!" 

"Thank you for joining the Pride!" The seven of them bowed as the fans erupted into applause. The demons then faded off the stage in a purple mist. 

Once everyone was in the demon realm, the demon performers grimaced and turned to Firefly. “The Moonlighters? Really?!” 

“It was the only thing I could think of because of the full moon! I've never been in a boy band on short notice before. Cut me some slack!"

"Gentlemen," Gwi-Ma cleared his throat. All demons stood at attention as Firefly leaned against one of the walls of his cage. 

"A lantern? Nice touch. So, how did I do?" Just then, a water bottle appeared in his hands, startling him, but he appreciated the gesture as he drank some water. 

"Not bad. There is always room for improvement, but you did manage to make the performance believable. Mystery, what is his score?"

"Firefly has saved 613 souls. Directly, he sacrificed 30 souls to us. Indirectly, the numbers are still rising by the thousands." 

Firefly choked and spat out some water. 

"I see. And Yejoon, how long did it take for Hae-jin to succumb to me?" 

“He lasted for ten minutes, a new, realm-breaking record.” 

Freak turned to a scowling Suho with a smirk. "You owe me~" 

Gwi-Ma chuckled, "Good, good. Well done, Hae-jin. Thank you for the appetizer. Lyla would give you the full details later, but I shall give you the main idea. Look at your left hand."

Firefly glanced at his left palm to see a violet burn mark shaped like patterns. 

"You belong to me. From now on, you will be known as Firefly Saja. I was going to take all of you, but someone convinced me to save you for dessert. Once I have my fill here, I shall take you completely, and you will be on a world tour starting with the United States. I will spare your loved ones there, but everyone else is fair game. You will answer under me, Lyla, Jinu, and the demon who wants you as a pet."

"Who vouched for me?" 

"Other arm." Firefly checked his right shoulder and squinted to make out a pink signature: Baby Saja. His eyes widened and his cheeks flushed a little as he glanced at the teal-haired demon. Baby winked and poked his thumb and pinky claw out, mouthing the words 'Call me' and 'Let's hook up later'. 

Upon seeing that, Firefly’s jaw dropped, he had a strange sensation that social media was blowing up with notifications and souls, and Doll dropping to his knees while exclaiming, “YES! MY BROTHER FINALLY FOUND LOVE!”    It got worse: questionable validation and reciprocated feelings before the apocalypse?

"Yup, I'm in the Twilight Zone of Hell." 

"Now that you know your fate, never question or doubt me again. Disappoint me or try to defy me, and I get rid of everything you hold dear while ensuring you burn for it. I own you. If I say 'jump', you say 'how high?' If I want a feast, you provide. Do I make myself clear?" 

As Firefly gripped his water bottle tightly, the water evaporated straight out of the bottle instantly. He bowed with a strained smile. 

"Crystal, your majesty." 

"Good, you are dismissed." 

As demons started to teleport to different destinations, Doll leaned against Firefly's prison with a smile on his face. 

“So… when do I start calling you my ‘brother-in-law'?” 

Firefly inhaled sharply and, after exchanging looks with Baby Saja briefly, he bopped Doll on the forehead lightly with his yo-yo. 

“Ow! Okay, it’s not the right time. Gotcha!” 

In a safe house a distance away from Namsan Tower, hundreds of humans of a variety stayed in comfortable lounge rooms, spared from the hypnotic spell about to befall the rest of the fans. The concert was televised so that the people in the safe house could still watch. Some children were playing with a large glowing blue tiger who somehow showed up out of nowhere to watch over the others. The lounge doors were veiled in a pale gold curtain with a firefly symbol. Outside the lounges, disguised demons walked around, looking at the humans as if they were livestock. 

Lyla strolled down a hallway until she spotted Firefly along with his backup performers entering the lobby. 

"I take it you had a good challenge? I have your contract right here with all the details involving your new afterlife as Firefly Saja that we can go over. You can also have your phone back." She explained, clipboard in hand, along with Firefly's phone. 

Firefly's patterns glowed as he covered his mouth, then he used his free hand to sign in Korean Sign Language, "Wait, I need to do something. Just a minute!" 

With Lyla's permission, Firefly rushed to a corner of the lobby and hugged himself, crying as his eyes changed to a yellow color that Lyla recognized as Jinu's eyes. He then sang to himself:

“All these voices in my head, I can’t stop seeing red. Got an appetite for destruction. Look what it did to me. The world made me a monster, so I show my teeth! No need to wonder what’s underneath! Yeah, you can try to keep me down, down, down. But there ain’t no one gonna hear a sound. World made me a monster. World made me a, world made me a, WORLD MADE ME A MONSTER!” He then slumped onto the floor and sobbed, covering his ears. 

Lyla had heard of Firefly's ability to find songs from someone's soul, but she never imagined the effects that it had. Something told her that whatever happened, Jinu knew about it. Min-jae, who had observed the little details, sighed before he walked up to Firefly and kneeled to his level. 

“Take deep breaths. My bulgae wanted me to give you this.” Min-jae took out a small blue rock half the size of his hand. “It’s a teal gemstone made from the pits of Hell. It has ridges on it. Ground yourself. We'll wait for you.” Firefly took the gemstone and fidgeted with the surface, taking deep breaths. When he was ready, he held out his hand and took the awaiting contract from Lyla, slowly reading it. 

"I know it's a lot to go over, but as your new manager, I am here to work with you as long as you keep to the schedule and our orders. Are there any questions or concerns you may have? I was told you have conditions of your own." Lyla inquired patiently. 

“... I want to spend my last night as Hae-jin Brooks with my humans that I earned fair and square. Except for the ones I trust, no demon shall harm those I have saved nor pass my barrier. Those who try shall face my wrath.” Firefly growled softly. “Also, as Gwi-Ma’s servant, I want accommodations so that I can be an effective Saja Boy. As long as those terms are met and the promises are kept, I will obey.”

Throughout all this, the six demons tasked to perform looked on with unreadable frowns, either from slight annoyance or perhaps a little guilt. Doll raised his hand. 

"For what it's worth, you were really good out there. I can help you out with the humans if that's okay with you." 

"Me too," Min-jae nodded. "I'll get whatever you need."

Jae-Seong scoffed and averted his gaze to the side. "Maybe if I'm in the mood, I can teach ya about being a demon and our realm. Can't have you screwing up on your first night as a demon."

"Us too." Suho and Freak raised their hands. "We don't get it, but we can teach you about demons and stuff."

"Until Gwi-Ma calls us for another job, we'll do what we can. I'll make sure the other demons abide by your boundaries. That was a valiant effort on the stage." Yejoon admitted calmly, his expression serious, but his tainted soul secretly had a bit of hope. He and the demons then bowed and added. "It has been an honor to perform with you, Hae-jin Brooks." 

Hae-jin stood up and bowed respectfully in return. Although grateful, he was too overwhelmed to emote properly. As Firefly walked to the lounges with Lyla and Doll, Suho stopped Min-jae and asked, "Why did you decide to help him? He's still a human who dug his own grave. What made you act like that?" 

"Didn't you notice anything about the souls he saved?" Min-jae replied before joining the small group. Suho, Freak, Yejoon, and Jae-Seong glanced over to one of the lounges and studied the humans in question. 

There were children, caretakers, teenagers, neurodivergent people, and the underdogs of society. They swarmed around Firefly, most of them innocent, while some were grateful for his efforts. With dried tears, Firefly interacted with each human like a friend who just signed his soul away for eternal happiness. 

MEET YOUR NEW IDOLS: SUHO, FREAK SAJA, MIN-JAE, JAE-SEONG, YEJOON, DOLL. 

INTRODUCING YOUR NEW SAJA BOY FOR AMERICA:

Firefly Saja. 

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Corbeau official art - the boss of the Rust Syndicate.

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Do Not bureaucracy the jotun

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Art Fight 2025: KPDH Mass Attack Slots Open

Okay, I'm occasionally doing Attacks on Art Fight and I had an idea for a mass attack after seeing an edit on TikTok. I want to write a story using my Kpop Demon Hunters OC "Firefly" and I want to attack 6 demon OCs (either Fandom OCs or not) into the art piece. Also with the creator's permission, I would like to feature your OC in a one shot that will be on AO3 and Tumblr.

Basically the premise is my OC is approached by Jinu in the climax and asked to perform before "Your Idol" as an attempt to save some souls (ie. Young ones, important souls, etc.). Firefly is anxious because he would be performing not only in front of thousands of people but on social media as well and Gwi-Ma is like "Let's make you squirm a little". Rather than do it all alone, he gets up from other demons who perform with him the song "Drunk Dazed" by Enhypen. The Kpop is settling in.

I did a TikTok where I am offering 6 available spots to be attacked. Your demon oc does not necessarily have to be in the Kpop Demon Hunter universe. I based the slots on Seven Deadly Sins and Greed would be taken by my OC. If interested, please provide me with your username and the OC you would like me to attack. And even if spots fill up, I will attack you regardless! I will do the mass attack first, then write something special!

Here are the slots for the Dazed Art Fight Attack:

Greed - Firefly/Hae-jin Brooks (My OC)

2) Gluttony -

3) Pride -

4) Wrath -

5) Sloth -

6) Lust -

7) Envy -

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Broski never heard of monster fuckers or dead dove do not eat

Okay, so I don't know if this is a genuine response to my recent post or not. I'm going to take this as an opportunity to explain myself and call myself out.

Hello! For those who don't know me, I'm Jess and I am an Autistic Asexual which for me means that most of the time, things fly by my head and I only find out about it like years later or unless someone points it out to me.

First of all, I heard of those and I am one sort of (Monster Lover because of me being Ace). It's just that I'm usually the odd ball out. To give you an example, I quickly made a graphic of the fictional characters I find hot:

In the Self-Ship sense of things, nearly all of these characters at best are friends with benefits! So far, the only character I would consider actually thinking about intimate-intimate with is Tamatoa! (With the Saja Boys being a close second). As you can see, what I find hot and what others find hot is two different things. And when it comes to Vore (tm), it's not everyone's cup of tea.

As for the "Dead Dove: Do Not Eat", I've heard about it but I don't know if or when to use it and from what I can tell based on what I have written so far, I haven't had the necessity of using that tag before. Because, I usually write gen fic, friendships, humor, angst, the occasional romance. Platonic relationships and usually my self-indulgent stuff is mixed in with the plot. Now that I think about it, my next one-shot that I'm writing I'm going to use the "Dead Dove" tag for it. I have always felt that as long as you tag appropriately, I don't need the tag and if anything Dead Dove content would be like very disturbing non-con content or something.

Overall, since I been in fandom for years, It's just surprising that I'm actually getting views quickly and I'm just questioning whether it's genuine or just a trend atm.

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“I can be your sanctuary~” 🫡

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Genuine Question But...

WHY ARE YOU GUYS LIKING MY STUFF?!

This is a Mainstream Fandom now! A popular growing one! Here I am, posting self-indulgent stuff on main and 100 of you on here LOVE IT!

Isn't it like taboo to put these things on the main tags?

I'm writing about voracious and hot demon boy bands. Let me make it clearer: I wrote about a GIANT DEMON BOY EATING PEOPLE AND BREAKING STUFF AND YOU GUYS LIKE IT???

...

Please continue? I like this

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Pepper (Giant!Baby Saja x Reader)

"Lost in my spell, now, you can't look away. Don't you know I'm here to save you?"

Title: Pepper

Rating: Teen and Up

Fandom: Kpop Demon Hunters

Character: Baby Saja

Word Count: 2,548

Content Warnings: Possessive Behavior, Property Damage, Inherently Nonsexual Vore, Hypnotism

Summary: One evening, you decide to check on your friend from Discord on your way home. You then realize the consequences of your actions when your friend reveals himself as a demon eager to collect a Special Soul: You.

An extended version of this scene I did now on Archive of Our Own!

My first time doing a Reader fic at all, please bare with me. This is self-indulgence at its finest. I had fun with this after a friend from Discord enlightened me on why Baby Saja was popular and apparently, he was so stuck in my mind that I had to write this. Basically, Baby has a Discord and uses it to get a powerful soul/pet/toy/snack while committing atrocities.

I did not know how to rate this, but I put Teen because I felt besides the whole hypnotism and breaking the city, nothing explicit happens. If you need me to change anything please let me know.

I will also put the story under a read more here, but please check out the AO3 version as well. Thank you:

You liked your roleplaying partner on Discord. For weeks, the two of you have been chatting with similar interests: K-pop, spicy food, rap, and cozy long-sleeved outfits. From what you knew of BBSinsGM5, he claimed that he looked younger than he was. He and his brothers formed a band inspired by Ateez and Stray Kids. He lived somewhere far. When roleplaying, most of his characters were demons. You did not question it because you liked demons too, and if anything, thought that he had special interests like you do. You did not even ask why in one session, where he, as a demon, convinced you to make a deal with the demon king to serve under one of his faithful servants. You just assumed that he had a large imagination like you did. Regardless, you felt that after spending some time chatting, maybe you could be more than just online friends?

One evening, you had just come out from a long day of errands when you grabbed your phone, sat inside the city bus, and opened Discord to chat. Already, BBSinsGM5 sent you texts.

Yo, Pepper!

You smiled and blushed. Pepper was the nickname he gave you, a sweet and spicy person. You laughed and typed,

Hey, there~ How's your day? 

Boring. Practice was way too long! You're the highlight of my day, Pepper~

You too. So tired from doing things like groceries and being an adult(tm). Can't wait to crash out at home. What about you?

I'm on a side quest for a special soul. The guys and I are exploring, and I just needed some time for myself, you know?

I hear you. Special soul? You mean those strong souls that you made up for our threads?

... yeah! Exactly.

Pretty cool stuff. Speaking of which, what kind of demon are you again? It's like this cool twist, and it's brand new to me. 

I'm a reaper demon. Where I'm from, they are called Jeoseung Saja. 

Saja, as in..? 

You want a selfie? 

You pulled your eyes away from the screen, gasping. You had never seen him before. His icon was a lion with a mane of fire. Curiosity got the better of you, and you texted yes. It took a moment or two before your friend sent his selfie, and you gaped with your eyes twitching. 

In the picture, a man with a young face stood in the center of buildings that looked like toys. Teal hair. Golden eyes. Fuchsia skin with violet patterns that flower endlessly. A charming smile with sharp fangs in some places. He wore a black traditional-style outfit with boots and a hat to match. He leaned back in a pose as his free hand stood at the side of his face with his thumb up, mimicking drinking something. You watched too many TikToks not to recognize your friend. 

In your mind, his smile sparkled, and an awestruck harmony played in your ear. 

You dialed him immediately, and to your shock, a familiar deep voice answered. "'ellow?"

"Baby Saja of the Saja Boys?!" 

"The one and only, babe~" Baby mused confidently. You stopped yourself from fainting in your seat. You were friends with one of the Saja Boys, a new K-pop band that spread all over the internet? It felt too good to be true. 

"Wow, I can't believe it! I could with the popularity thing. Nice cosplay, by the way. Is it one of your demons?" 

"Cosplay? What's that? This is my true form." 

You chuckled at first, thinking that he was joking, until you heard the seriousness of his voice. He could not be a real one. You had thought he was roleplaying as a demon, not being one! 

"Really? You're telling me that not only are you a celebrity, but that you're also a demon from down below? Is there any other mind-blowing secret I should know about?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention one little thing: I'm a bit tall at the moment." 

Your face fell at the implications once you put two and two together. 

"Please tell me those buildings and cars are models or that's the camera angle, right? Right?! How come your voice sounds normal then?" 

Baby laughed. "You're funny! I'm filtering my voice for now. Gotta keep you on your toes~" 

"What do you want?" You could not help but ask. If Baby were a demon, what plans did he have? Would he not do something already if he wanted you gone? 

"I want you so much, Pepper. I need a treat and a special soul like you would hit the spot nicely. And I wanted to see you, face to face, since you amuse me." 

"You... want to eat me?" 

"Don't worry. I'm not stealing your soul or taking it as energy. I'm just gonna hold you there for a while. Maybe bring you back in the morning. You're safe for now. Besides, it's mine anyway." 

"What? My soul? Since when?!" 

"Don't you remember? You gave me your soul the last time." 

"That was roleplay! You mean to tell me soul dealings can transfer through the internet?!" 

"I know, right? It's crazy and it can't do everything, but it works! Now you belong to me~" 

You gasped when you suddenly spotted patterns forming on your arms, a faint, purple glow before they disappeared. Baby continued. 

"So, let's make it a game, shall we? Hide and seek? I'll come over and find you. If you manage to avoid me for a while, I'll owe you one, and you can have more control over being my snack. What do you say?" 

You figured that Baby sounded in a good mood, you had some time to prepare, and you did not have a choice in the matter. You were human, and he was a demon capable of who knew what. Plus, he could pull you in with his words, and deep down, you had interests that tested your survival and instincts. 

"Sure. This is so crazy... since I've never done this before, could you go easy on me?" Another laugh. 

"Okay, for the first time, I'll make it fair by not sensing your soul directly. It's more fun that way. I'll even show you where I am. I need to practice singing anyway. See you soon!" With that, Baby hung up. 

You sighed and collapsed in your seat, still reeling at the revelations one by one. You had a crush on a demon disguised as a K-pop idol who's currently a giant and wants to consume you? At least you had some sense of time to prepare... until you noticed the evening sky turning purple and a deep, smooth voice shaking the air. 

"Lost in my spell, now, you can't look away. Don't you know I'm here to save you?" 

You paled. Baby was in your city?! You turned to the nearest window. Outside, from a distance, Baby stood underneath a pink sunset, 50 feet tall. His eyes glistened as he licked his top fangs. 

You trembled. You cannot make a run for it. It meant immediate capture if you did. Your best bet was to stay on the bus until you were close to home. The few people on the bus or the driver seemed not phased by the giant anyway. 

Baby strolled down the streets, humming bars as he gracefully stomped. His footsteps shook the ground in a rhythmic beat. You would glance to see him take his time as if looking, but something told you it was an act. After twenty minutes, the bus stopped right where you needed it to be. 

You briskly walked out of the bus, checked your surroundings, and booked it to your apartment, using dark alleyways for cover. The tremors got louder and closer. 

"Where are you~?" He crooned playfully. You were about to dash across a street when you hid back in the alleyway once a shadow loomed over you. A giant boot stepped on an empty car in front of you, crushing it like a soda can. You covered your mouth so as not to make any noise. 

Baby chuckled. "Don't deny it. I know you like this. You're an open book once you're comfy."

You resisted responding, not to call yourself out, and there was a difference between fantasy and reality. They blurred by this point. You waited until the boots and shadow left before running to your apartment building. Minutes felt like hours as you rushed into the elevator, got to your floor, burst into your apartment, and dove straight to your bed. You wrapped blankets around yourself and screamed into your pillow as you slapped your cheeks over and over. 

"Wake up, wake up, wake up!" 

"There you are~" You froze at the deep voice that shook your soul, uncovering your face. No, it could not be. You thought you got him off your trail. Your suspicions were confirmed when you heard the building creak. You sat up and saw a large golden eye taking up your bedroom window. 

"You made me work up an appetite to find you, Pepper! You're lively for a small human, aren't you?" When he pulled back to give you a smug and sharp smirk, you blushed and slowly got out of bed, backing away slightly. 

"Damn, it's like looking at one of those vending machines with all the tasty snacks, right? I wonder what I should pick. Maybe something sweet and spicy like you?" He pressed a claw to your window, gently giving it a few taps before he pointed to his open mouth, then traced his neck with the same finger, trailing it to his abdomen. 

You trembled in fear and excitement, not knowing whether to run, hide, or give yourself up. 

"Hmm, how to get you and everything you own, though? Wait, I can do this." As if to tease, Baby lowered his hand to three floors below you as he used his claw to cut out a window effortlessly. With a snap of his fingers, all of your belongings disappeared from your home in pink wisps. He then held out his hand and commanded, "Come to Baby." 

Suddenly, you froze as your body tingled and your patterns appeared on your skin. Before you could speak, the patterns glowed a bright pink, and you levitated into the air. Your body flung away on its own, an invisible force pushing you out the door, into the hallway, down a few flights of stairs, then out through the opening he had made as you landed a bit roughly into his hand. 

Baby grinned in satisfaction, watching the patterns disappear. "There we go, right where I want you." Using a free hand, he pressed it onto the building, his smile a little sinister. 

"Tip~" A simple shove sent the building falling and crumbling to pieces. With a laugh, Baby carried you in his hand like a doll while you caught your breath. The way he swung his legs in a fluid yet deliberate motion made him destructive and still the same K-pop star you had seen in public. He stopped at another part of the city, sitting on one of the smaller buildings like a chair as he held you to eye-level with a mischievous grin. 

"Now, what to do with a cute morsel like you~? I can't resist you, but you need something else." He glanced around, his eyes brightening at an idea. "I'll dress you up nice before I have you and put you to sleep. We could have more fun and talk tomorrow." 

Finding what he was looking for, Baby reached the nearby building and clutched the roof with a free hand, slowly ripping it off. Your eyes widened as you watched him open up a clothing store like a dollhouse. The staff who were in there looked like dolls themselves, scared and confused... until Baby hummed. 

"Good evening. I was wondering if my friend could have some fresh sleepwear? You can put it on my tab." He winked, and immediately, the staff blinked as if staring off into a trance, smiling happily in unison. 

"Anything for you, Mr. Saja!" 

As your eye twitched at the demonic tomfoolery taking place, you felt that something was broken here, but you did not know what.

Baby studied your form and expressions before he lowered you into the store. 

"I'll let you dress yourself this time." 

After some awkward moments, you ended up wearing an orange long-sleeved shirt and black pants with red chili peppers. Satisfied, Baby picked you back up to eye level. He used a free hand to touch his chest and mutter something ancient (You did make out the word "Gwi-Ma" for some reason) before he nodded.

"I had to make some adjustments, but I'm ready when you are." 

You gave him an exhausted glare as if to say you did not have the mental capacity to ask the questions you wanted to ask, nor react appropriately. You did have the energy for one important detail. 

"Are you sure I'd be safe? You're not going to absorb my soul for eternity?"

He laughed, "Of course, it's safe. You're too fun to harm that badly! And if I'm wrong, you have my permission to haunt me as a fellow demon or a soul of the damned. Now, come right in. It's time to go home." 

Baby opened his mouth wide, revealing a violet tongue and a faint magenta pentagram. You squirmed a little in his grip, not wanting to risk becoming a sacrifice, but his grip was stronger, and your mind was starting to get foggy. He slowly and carefully placed you into his mouth, making you sit on top of his tongue. He then closed his mouth, trapping you inside. 

You were forced to lie down, the tongue acting like a water bed as it moved you in different directions, and you would hear occasional satisfied moans. Your only source of light came from the pentagram underneath you. You braced yourself, hoping not to drown in demonic saliva before you suddenly tilted at an angle, sliding into the dark esophagus. Your descent was a guided fall, the walls pulling you in deeper as you felt something press against you for support. Perhaps Baby's finger on his neck? Muffled screams surround you, as well as a faint beating sound. Did demons have hearts? Before you could wonder anymore, you landed inside an open area with a soft plop. 

The stomach walls were slightly wet with dark purple and teal tones shaped into patterns and runes. There were no pools of acid to fall into. You felt as if you landed inside a warm and wet sleeping bag or pillow fort. You sat up and leaned against a wall, trying to stay awake or speak, but your energy was draining. You heard Baby's voice croon and echo around you, but in your daze, the only words you could make out were, "You're mine now~" 

For a moment, as you dozed off, you saw pink and magenta flames in the darkness surrounding you in your mind. One flame reached for your forehead and rubbed it without burning you. You drifted off to sleep, the warm walls lulling you to a slumber you were sure to wake from. 

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“B-bad Saja boy!”

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“I’ll be your idol~”

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Bite-Sized Peppers (Baby Saja x Reader Scene)

Hello everyone! Just wanted to get this out of the way to practice writing again, so I did this as a little prompt/gift since a lot of you want Baby Saja and Reader, so I wrote a G/T scene with that in mind. This is me just testing things out since I never written for the fandom before nor any reader/second person view. And it's been a while since I really written something giant-related. Please let me know if I need to change anything or add something. I hope you enjoy.

"There you are~"

You froze, uncovering your face from the blankets that wrapped around your body. It could not be. That deep voice shook the building you called home, crooning dangerously. You would have otherwise blushed at the notion if it were not for the fact that the voice's source was looking right at you with glowing golden eyes.

Baby of the Saja Boys.

Unlike the adorable idol you had seen on social media, there Baby stood at fifty feet tall, garbed in traditional black clothing and both a gat and boots to match. His skin was the color of fuchsia with violet patterns that flowed endlessly. The once bright teal hair had darkened, almost matching his purple ensemble. He looked demonic yet somehow more attractive as he gave a smug smirk with sharp fangs.

"You made me work up an appetite to find you, Pepper! You're lively for a small human, aren't you?" He strolled towards your apartment building, humming bars as he gracefully stomped, his footsteps shaking the ground in a beat. He stopped right in front of the building, a golden eye taking up the window.

You blushed, standing up from your bed with a blanket still wrapped around your shoulders as you backed away slightly. You could hear Baby's smirk grow as he chuckled.

"Damn, it's like looking at one of those vending machines, right? I wonder what I should pick for my snack. Maybe something sweet and spicy? Like you?" Baby pulled back and pressed a claw onto your window, gently giving it a few taps before he pointed to his open mouth, then traced his neck with the same finger, trailing it to his abdomen.

You trembled in fear and excitement, not knowing whether to run, hide, or give yourself up.

"Hmm, how to get you, though? Wait, I can do this." As if to tease, Baby lowered his hand to three floors below you as he used his claw to cut out the window effortlessly. He then held out his hand and commanded, "Come to Baby."

Suddenly, you froze as your body tingled and purple patterns appeared on your skin. Before you could speak up, the patterns glowed, and you levitated into the air. Your body flung away on its own, an invisible force pushing you out the door, into the hallway, down a few flights of stairs, then out through the opening he had made as you landed a bit roughly into his hand.

Baby grinned in satisfaction, watching the patterns disappear. "There we go, right where I want you." Using a free hand, he pressed it onto the building, his smile a little sinister.

"Tip~" A simple shove sent the building falling and crumbling to pieces. With a laugh, Baby carried you in his hand like a doll while you caught your breath. The way he swung his legs in a fluid yet deliberate motion made him destructive and still the same K-pop star you had seen in public. He stopped at another part of the city, sitting on one of the smaller buildings like a chair as he held you to eye-level with a mischievous grin.

"Now, what to do with a cute morsel like you~?"

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GT Saja: Progress and Inquiry

Okay, I'm about to go to bed and work on a couple of things before, but something came up that I am genuinely curious about.

First off, I am very surprised a lot of people like G/T and Kpop Demon Hunters together, so the fact I have so many thoughts about that amazes me.

A little bit before my question: I decided for the reader fic, it's going to be titled "No One Does It Better Than Me" because I saw a TikTok edit with the song (Better Than Me by Wonho) and the Saja Boys. Yeah, it's a good song.

Anyway, my poll is still going but I wanna ask something:

These are the results so far. There's two more days for voting but I am genuinely questioning why Baby is in the lead out of the five boys. Mr. Goo-Goo Gaga. Mr. Rapper. I want to know why. Just let me set up the scene:

You mean, you want this man to come knocking on your door in your dream with his crew? You want him and the others to take a liking to you and chase you down?

You mean, out of all the demons you could have chosen, you want the one above to slowly grow as he sings to you, following you until he catches you and you are the size of a doll in his hands? This is the demon you want in some "Attack of the 50 Foot Demon" situation, is that it? Is this the man you want?

Tell me why! /g

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Giant Saja Boy Poll

Okay, so I'm going to write a G/T Saja Boy reader fic where the reader has this dream/nightmare of the Saja Boys taking over the city and the demons get an interest of them, wanting to capture them.

After seeing an edit on Tiktok, I know what song I want to do and what to name the fic, but I don't know what should be the outcome. So here's the poll: