~⁠♪ He was the forgotten soul in his era and a demon paying off the debts of his sins. On the other hand he left his soul to the famous idol in Seoul in the hope that he would meet her again. ⁠~⁠♪ ✧ 'The lights were too bright. The cheers-too loud. And yet, all I could see was her-front row, hair tied like it used to be, eyes glinting with the past I ran from. Rumi.' ~ Jinu ✧ ~♪Kpop Demon Hunters Standalone Fanfic♪~ ~♪Also in their separate 1st person POVs♪~ ⚠️It's purely a work of fanfiction, no copyright infringement intended. ⚠️Also don't post my work anywhere without my consent or try copying and posting it on other websites. Beware. I warned you. 🔞Readers discretion is strictly advised.

When I walk in, the first thing I see is that there are five, sickly-white beds lined up beside each other facing me. Then, the second thing I see is Mystery. Then Romance. Then Baby. Then Abby. My eyes scan for Jinu, but his bed is empty. Tears sting my eyes, as I glance at Mira and Zoey, who are equally petrified. I swallow the lump in my throat, as I turn away to leave. However, I bump into someone. "Rumi." -Hi guys! Author here! Thanks for coming to read or maybe peer at this story, it's a mirabby, zoeystery, and rujinu fanfic story. Hope you enjoy it!-

My little girl, what everything would you do to bring him back? It's three months, three MONTHS from the day of the final battle between united Huntrix and king of the underworld. Gwi-Ma is gone. Saja Boys are gone. Jinu is gone. But everything have price, and this time it was Jinu. Without him, Rumi feels uncomplete. Like there was a mising piece of her. Yes, her life is now perfect. Her friendship with Mira and Zoey is even stronger than before. Their popularity as k-pop group Huntrix is huge. There is almost no one in the entire world, who wouldn't know them. And also, they almost completed their new album! Then why Rumi feels so empty? But when she hearded that voice in her head, everything changed. Start: 15. 8. 2025 Ending:------ Big thanks for the one, who maded this awesome fanart. All credits to him!!! And also, I'm not so good in english, it's my second language, so be ready for some mistakes. HAVE FUN!!!!

(ART IS NOT MINE) This is Radiostatic so if you don't like the ship please click of or find a different story. This story won't contain smut due to Alastor being ace and yes ace people can still date, there's a difference between aroace and ace. REMINDER THAT THIS IS A SLOW BURN SO IT'LL TAKE FOREVER FOR THEM TO ACTUALLY KISS OR WHATEVERR

Just some silly radiostatic fanfiction. Action takes place right after ep. 4 of season 2. Then the story goes in its own independent direction, not connected to next s2 episodes. Enjoy! Lil note: the fanart from the cover is absolutely NOT mine! It was made by an Instagram user named pinksartdump P.S. please keep in mind that this is fanfiction so sometimes the characters don't act canonically! It touches on difficult topics. Read at your own risk. ⚠️All of the characters belong to Vivienne Medrano- the creator of Hazbin Hotel⚠️

What happens when, after 7 years, Vox's old enemy resurfaces and wants more than just to annoy Vox. Maybe his soul? Not my characters. I hope you like it. I was looking for RadioStatic books but didn't find many so I'm making one. English is not my native language, so there may be mistakes. I plan to post a chapter every day because I have enough drafts. #15 in radioStatic #14 in alastorxvox Start: 2025. 11. 10. Completion:

Slowly pulling a black handgun out from his pocket, the brunette walked closer until he was directly behind his prey. He pushed the gun against the back of the latters head, finger on the trigger. The taller man dropped his cigarette, holding his hands up in the air. "Alastor..." he whispered huskily. "Vox" alastor smirked. Vox slowly turned around "ive been waiting for you" "Well the waits over" Alastor moved his finger but Vox was quicker quickly grabbing the knife from his pocket and twirling alastor round into a headlock, knife against his throat. "Well thank fuck for that" Vox laughed but it was followed by a cough when Alastor elbowed him in the stomach causing him to drop his knife. Alastor kicked the knife away before moving and kicking Voxs knees causing him to drop down. Alastor held the gun out towards him. "This ends tonight." "I agree" Vox looked up at him smiling, slowly climbing onto one knee "Alastor Altruist..." Alastor raised an eyebrow watching him, tightening his grip on his weapon. "...Marry me" - OR - Alastor is an assassin under the most successful agency. Vox owns his ow agency. After alastor took out of one his best agents, they set a target on each others backs. But this is wattpad so of course they go from enemies to lovers.

In the aftermath of Alastor and Vox's electrifying on-air showdown, Vox finds himself unusually rattled. His usual suave demeanor is slipping, much to his cohorts' amusement - and concern. Velvet can do little more than roll her eyes at his antics. Valentino, on the other hand, is convinced that all Vox needs to do is get laid and relax. or, alternatively... The tech-savvy overlord manages to snag a virus from the dark web and finds himself in the arms of his worst enemy.

[AU PREQUEL|18+] ✨📺🦌💙♥️ The enigmatic Radio Demon is cursed with an annual rut.. A torturous time of uncontrollable desire. Normally asexual and disdainful of physical intimacy, Alastor struggles with the overwhelming urges that come with his condition. This year, his rut arrives unexpectedly early, disrupting his carefully laid plans for the upcoming Overlord Gala.

Life at the Hazbin Hotel has finally settled into something warm and almost gentle for Angel Dust and Husk. After the events of Season 1, the unlikely pair have become officially inseparable-sharing a room, sharing whispered late-night confessions, and sharing a love that neither expected to survive Hell itself. But despite the comfort of their relationship, Angel finds himself wanting... more. He dreams of marriage, of permanence, of belonging to someone who chose him-not someone who bought his soul. Yet Husk, still bound to Alastor and carrying his own scars and cynicism, has no idea what Angel is quietly aching for. When Angel finally brings up the topic of marriage, the misunderstanding explodes into a painful argument that shakes the whole hotel. As Angel withdraws into himself, Cherri Bomb-busy navigating her own budding romance with Sir Pentious-becomes the first to notice Angel's fading light. Meanwhile, Charlie nervously attempts to talk to Husk about the idea of commitment, only for Vaggie to step in and shut it down before it becomes a bigger mess. In the background, Hell's power dynamics shift as Alastor and Valentino begin a strange, darkly flirtatious dance of their own-one that may complicate everything. When hearts are fragile and pasts still bleed, Angel and Husk must confront the truth of what love means in Hell... and whether theirs can survive wanting different things.