Aimi is the 4th member of HUNTR/X. She is the lead vocals, lead dancer, composer, costume designer, and youngest mankae of the group. She is known for her nickname "Queen Mimi", and is also known for her soulful, angelic, and passionate voice. Aimi may be a bit geeky, but she is very loyal and compassionate to her friends, Rumi, Mira, and Zoey. But then the group faces their toughest challenge yet when a rival demon boy band called the Saja Boys emerges to poach their fans and undermine their efforts. But Aimi senses that the Saja Boys' leader, Jinu and the other boys felt trapped and haunted by their pasts, and finds herself entangled with them in ways she never thought possible. Now, HUNTR/X will have to use their music and performances to create the Hon-moon and fight evil demons. All while Aimi will have to find a way to free the Saja Boys from the grasp of the demon king, Gwi-Ma.

Imagines and short stories of our Mr. Fivey. Smut, fluff, Flut, slight angst

she cradles my face in her hands like i am the most precious thing in existence. i have never known a love so pure as the love she bestows upon me. kpop demon hunters mira x female (oc)

He doesn't like making a scene. "Y/N? Nah, he's not asleep. That's just how he looks when he's bored. ...He's bored a lot." - Denki Kaminari Doesn't raise his voice. "You know what's worse than a loudmouth? A guy who kicks your ass, then acts like it was nothing." - Katsuki Bakugo Doesn't even look like he's paying attention. "It's not personal. I just forget you're there." - Y/N L/N But somehow, he's always ahead. [My Hero Academia x Male Reader] [Original Story written by Kohei Horikoshi] [Inspired by Fundamental Force, written by minesweeper0]

just a oneshot book with the cod characters enjoy ;)

Here I post one shots about Five, his wife Y/n and their two children Maddie and Milo You can find my other one shots here https://www.wattpad.com/story/369805942-number-five-imagines

Y/N never socialized much even when having a bubbly personality. Kept to himself, Drawing and humming songs as if he made them. What happens when he gets tangled up with demons and hunters all because of a hidden past and a girl with Purple hair.

Vincent Whittman was your cult leader husband, although he'd always deny the cult accusations. You were his "traditional" wife, so to speak, due to the time period being the 1950's. Vincent loved you though, even more than him feeling like a god. You helped assist him through everything, including the murders. You were bed ridden with a severe flu the day he died. He had an event, a big one, he had his followers there and it was broadcast. You were able to watch the events unfold. You saw the wires to that TV snapping before it even fell onto his head. His death was a tragedy for you, putting you into a deep depressive state. Authorities caught up to you a few years later, but before they could even detain you, you drank a small vial of poison in case this day ever came. You arrive in hell once you die, navigating through all of its complexities. As decades pass, you remain distraught about not finding Vincent. You kept seeing advertisements for the Vees, a group of three overlords and their company called VoxTek. Vox, the media overlord piqued your interest for an unknown reason. You applied to work for the Vees, following instinct. Luckily for you, you're hired! ⚠️ Warning! This story is: 18+ & contains Hazbin Hotel spoilers for both seasons! Content warnings: smut, violence, potential cnc, unhealthy relationship dynamics, manipulation, being hypnotized (by Vox) and or drugged (Valentino's smoke), potential non-monogamy, Valentino is a warning within itself tbh I do not own Hazbin Hotel, or its characters!

"I could walk away... but where's the fun in that?" (Y/N) was pretty sure she hadn't been hit by Truck-kun. No dramatic isekai moment, no ominous white room-just went to sleep in her bed and woke up in a gilded mansion with a weird, glowy bracelet stuck on her wrist. Cool. Normal Tuesday. Oh, and bam-now she's trapped in a world where K-pop idols hunt demons (and also, apparently, are demons). "Well, at least I'm rich now," she mused, running a hand over the velvet drapes of her new (unwanted) palace. The problem? She didn't sign up for this. The bigger problem? The demons are ridiculously hot (fight me). The biggest problem? She might've accidentally... kinda... sorta... wanted to help them? "Mamma mia." A slow grin spread across her face as she eyed the chaos outside her window-hunters chasing shadows, demons smirking from rooftops, and a certain mysterious old woman's words echoing in her mind. "You know what? Screw the plot. Let the games begin."

⋆❝ 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓- 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂. ❞⋆ a fairytale romance beneath the waves (original characters • inspired reimagining) ╭──────────────╮ The sea keeps its secrets. The land keeps its laws. And love-reckless, impossible, radiant- was never meant to bridge the two. He was a merman born of storms and silence, a voice traded for the taste of sunlight. She was a princess bound to shore and duty, a heart that ached for something beyond the tide. Between them rises a devotion that defies kingdoms, a vow written in salt and sacrifice, and a love strong enough to drown the world. ╰──────────────╯ ✦ sacrifice written in salt and silence ✦ love stronger than spells and kingdoms ✦ magic, devotion, and the call of the ocean ⟡ status: completed ⟡ ⸻ ❥ a reimagined tale inspired by The Little Mermaid- where love is both the storm and the calm that follows, and the sea never truly lets go.