domesajaboy

[domesajaboy]

Shadows & Spotlights | part 2.

Part 1.

baby saja x reader

Synopsis

You may be a talented rapper in Huntrix, but being Rumi’s half-sister has you always feeling one-step behind. Despite sharing the same demon blood, you battle the shadow of her success on a daily basis. 

When a public moment of taunting a certain Saja boy mistakenly goes viral, you’re thrust into playing a fake romantic role neither of you wanted. 

Finding yourself caught between the pressure of proving yourself worth and pulling off something real, you have to navigate a new life of publicity, demon threats, and hidden agendas. 

As the line between enemies and lovers blurs, you realize that the biggest battle might be fighting for your own identity, and your heart. 

Warnings: Language! cringe & a lack of proofreading.

Author's Note: thank you for the love and positive feedback, I will be continuing this story :) Please let me know if you want added to the taglist. I will try to update parts every 1-3 days for now!

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“Girls!”

“Hi, Bobby!” 

“It’s a lot more serious than I thought,” he says, scrolling through his phone. “The Saja boys have gone completely viral after that variety show. Woah, Y/N, your face?!” 

“Yeah haha, I got scratched in the face by a… stray dog?” You replied, glancing at the rest of the girls. 

“That’s no good, we have to figure out a way to cover that up before the fan meet,” he explains. 

“We have to crush the stage at the Idol Awards. We need to take down the Saja boys for good,” Rumi says.

“Zoey and I have 30 notebooks full of demon insults ready to go!” you giggle.

“I don’t know Y/N, I think the scratch on your cheek looks kind of bad ass. Maybe the fans will eat it up?” Zoey reassured. 

You’ve always admired how positive she was. You often envied her incredible talent, but you could never truly hold any negative feelings towards her. She always made you feel included. 

“Well, I wouldn’t go as far as calling them demons,” explained Bobby. “But I guess do what you gotta do!” 

After deciding to work on lyrics with Zoey, you part ways with the rest of Huntrix for the evening. Not much later, you go to fetch your notebook when you notice Rumi alone, climbing over the edge of the balcony. Where could she be sneaking off to now? Is she going to see Jinu? Your curiosity got the best of you and you grabbed your coat to follow her out of the apartment complex. 

As you went to leave, Zoey stopped you. “Y/N, I think I have the perfect idea for the new song! We have to get this done!” 

You did not see Rumi again for the rest of the night. Why is she being so secretive? What is she hiding from us? You thought to yourself. Do Zoey and Mira know? 

You decide to trust Rumi. Whatever she is doing, surely she has a good reason and you should not get in her way. 

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“And who should I make this out to?” Rumi, smiles down at the large poster with her face on it. 

“To our biggest fans,” Jinu smirks. 

*insert pop flourish*

The crowd cheers in excitement as you snap a pencil. 

“Joint signing!”

“The Saja boys will sit with us!” Shouts Rumi in an attempt to be convincing. 

“Rumi I love you but what the fuck.” 

“We can’t lose half our fans,” she mutters. “Just go with it.

This is bogus. You did not want anything to do with the Saja boys. Your hatred for demons ran deeper than any other member of Huntrix. However, that was not saying much, considering Rumi’s secret meetups with Jinu. You were internally conflicted, debating whether you should confront Rumi, the other two girls, or just not say anything. You trust Rumi, but this is a big deal. 

How could she be corresponding with a demon? 

Two boys take a seat next to Mira. 

“We keep meeting like this,” one of the magenta haired boys smiled, as she growled in response. 

Jinu, remembering his duty to seduce you, sat between you and Rumi. “Can I  borrow this, pretty girl?” he said to you, motioning to the sharpened half of your broken pencil. 

Again, you hated demons. 

Pretty girl? The AUDACITY. I’ll show him. You thought. 

Before you could rationalize your actions you grabbed  the sharp end of your shattered pencil before Jinu could, aiming it at his perfect veiny hand.

Your attempt to plunge the lead into his arm was ruined when Baby grabbed your wrist.

You tried to wiggle your hand free, but he was surprisingly strong. Then the pencil fell to the floor. 

“Yeah, I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” he whispered, and took a seat on the opposite side of you. You glared at him. 

“You dumb, mother fucker I’m gonna-” 

“Are they holding hands?” A fan cut you off.

You stopped dead in your tracks. “No, I, I. What? No!” 

You look down to see Baby Saja still firmly gripping your wrist. 

“Play along or I’ll give you something much worse than that ugly scratch on your face,” he whispered with a smirk. “A poster like this wouldn’t look so pretty when you have a demon’s venom coursing through your head, now would it?”

You looked down at the large poster of your face, pre-mutilation and your heart sank. A demon’s venom? Is that why your scratch was getting so infected? Thankfully, Bobby had a makeup team essentially perform some magic, making the scratch look a lot less severe. It was visible, but passable as a dog scratch. 

Not realizing he was still grabbing you, a gasp escaped your lips as he flipped your hand around in one swift motion and planted a small kiss on your knuckles. 

The next few seconds were a complete blur. Fans are chanting, and going wild all around you and Baby. Cameras flashed in your eyes, click after click. 

This doesn’t make any sense. You thought. Why do the Saja boys need me to play along? I guess it does make sense, considering the publicity it just gave both of us. Demon venom? Do their claws hold poison? What is happening?

Jinu’s voice interrupted your thoughts, “Well the Saja boys have to run. Thank you everyone.” 

The fans continue applauding as the boys once again rush off stage. 

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“The internet loves this, and the internet is never wrong!” Exclaimed Bobby. “This could very well be what brings Huntrix back up to the top!” 

He scrolled through his phone showing you and the girls photos of Baby kissing your hand, ship names, posts, it had truly gone viral across every platform. This can not be happening. Your blood boiled at the thought of looking vulnerable for a Saja boy. A soulless demon with no thoughts or feelings. It disgusted you. 

“Awwww…you’re so cute together!” Shouted Zoey, clearly approving. You just groaned in response, “This is not happening, me and Baby are not a thing. I’m laying low until this is all over.”

“Y/N, what do you mean? This is great! This is a perfect way to keep our fans engaged and distracted until we turn the honmoon gold for good,” Your older sister argued. 

“Unfortunately, she’s right,” Bobby sided with Rumi. “We need you to fully lean into this. If you fake date Baby, the press will go crazy!” 

Things are not looking good for you. 

You ended the night sitting alone in your thoughts. Sure, Baby was gorgeous, but that doesn’t matter to you. He is an evil, incompetent person incapable of caring about anyone but himself. He's not even a person. I don’t see how this could work, and it’s going to be impossible for them to convince me. You thought. Even if they convince me, how am I supposed to convince the fans?

You pulled yet another glitzy Huntrix costume off your body and let it fall to the floor as you stepped into the large, open shower. 

As weird as it sounds, the master bathroom you shared with Rumi was your favorite part of the luxury penthouse. The dark tile walls were decorated with hanging eucalyptus, creating a beautiful contrast between the black cobblestone and lively greenery. 

You often spend a lot of time here, relaxing, reflecting. It’s not often you get moments alone anymore. Of course the bathhouse was off the table for you and Rumi, but this was the next best thing. 

You light your favorite incense and watch as the smoke combines with the steam emitting from the hot shower. A weight is lifted off your shoulders as you let your hair down, breathe in, and feel the water drench your purple patterns. 

Watching water droplets pool together and form across your skin, you wish they would rinse off with the water. The thought brings you back to when you were a kid, and Celine found you rubbing your skin raw with soap and water, doing anything you could to try and get the patterns off. To you, they were ugly. They served as a constant reminder that you were alike every horrific demon you slayed. 

Sure, you were close with Rumi. Her and Celine were the only ones that knew about your patterns. Mira and Zoey were completely oblivious to the fact that you shared a demon father. However, you never talked about the shameful feeling that came with your patterns. As Celine said, these things need to be covered and locked away. Despite your patterns and the way they made you feel, these things were rarely discussed with Rumi. 

You take the time to scrub your hair, scrub your skin, feeling further disgusted with the demons. The thought of being with one made your skin crawl. 

Deciding to treat yourself with your more coveted, expensive shampoo and soap, you chose an earthy scent in a further attempt to relax from your anxieties. 

This attempt was interrupted when a deep voice erupted from within your head. 

“It’s such a shame the way you’ll never measure up to the rest of Huntrix.”

You were less shocked by the way a voice was speaking inside your head, and more focused on the way the word shame rolled off his tongue. 

You shivered. Was he right? No, you can’t be right. I’m just as valued as the other three. You thought. 

“You’re the weakest member and you will never hold any true value,” the voice said, as if answering your thoughts. 

Was it Gwi-Ma? Or was it just your own self-doubt? You decided to keep this to yourself. Surely the best thing to do in this situation is just to ignore it, ignore it until it goes away completely. 

You dried off with your fluffy white towel and took another look in the mirror. Your sopping wet hair and smudged mascara seemed to take away from your naturally pretty features. 

Wow, I’m starting to even look like a demon, you thought. 

To make matters worse, the small scratch on your cheek was beginning to turn an angry red. 

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“You don’t understand. This could work out for our benefit,” explained Jinu.  

“You can’t expect me to fake a romance with her. Make lover boy over here do it,” Baby motioned to the actual Romance. “Gwi-Ma told YOU to seduce her, not me,” he spat at Jinu. 

“Well regardless, one of us has to do it and it looks like you already set yourself up.” 

“She tried to stab you, with a fucking pencil!” he continued to argue. 

“You kissed her hand.” 

“I had to do something, everyone saw me grab her.” 

“I think we should meet with Huntrix and try to talk about this. They’re trying to seal the honmoon, we’re trying to steal their fans so they can’t. If we brush this off, we both lose too many fans and we all can’t risk that happening,” Mystery reasoned. 

“How are we supposed to meet with them, without us all trying to kill each other,” Abby chimed in.

“I’ll talk to Rumi, I can be pretty convincing,” Jinu answered.

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Author's Note: Thanks again for reading, forgive me for any errors! Next chapter will prpbably be out tomorrow or the next day because I'm off work :)

Tags: @the-sweet-psycho @itzkawaiix @kpopgirliez @sealeaz

[domesajaboy]

Shadows & Spotlights | part 1.

part 2.

Baby Saja X Reader

Synopsis

You may be a talented rapper in Huntrix, but being Rumi’s half-sister has you always feeling one-step behind. Despite sharing the same demon blood, you battle the shadow of her success on a daily basis. 

When a public moment of taunting a certain Saja boy mistakenly goes viral, you’re thrust into playing a fake romantic role neither of you wanted. 

Finding yourself caught between the pressure of proving yourself worth and pulling off something real, you have to navigate a new life of publicity, demon threats, and hidden agendas. 

As the line between enemies and lovers blurs, you realize that the biggest battle might be fighting for your own identity, and your heart. 

Warnings: language! & some cringe

AN: Umm hi, I'm not really new to Tumblr. I write occasionally but I redid this account. I typically just read other peoples work and don't interact at all but I want to be more active.

I decided to write this because I love Baby Saja and i feel like there are not really many stories about just one of the Saja boys x reader. I have a pretty solid story for this, and this is roughly written, but I kind of just wanted to post it and see what happens? Currently not accepting criticism on this chapter because it was rushed and Ik it's trashy but I will accept some tips in the future :) Thank you for reading!

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“All right lets take it from the top girls,” Bobby’s voice echoes across the stage. As Golden is cued, Rumi erupts in song: 

“I’m done hiding; now I'm shining

Like i’m born to b–”

The room goes silent and you look at your sister in shock. Rumi’s voice never breaks. “I just need five,” she whispers as you follow her backstage. 

Panic floods through you. The patterns have been slowly spreading, but you both know it’s now affecting her performance. You stand beside her and stare at your reflections in the bathroom mirror. 

“Rumi, it’s your patterns, isn’t it?” 

She tugs off her jacket and just nods. Your body tenses and your skin feels tight, clawing off your jacket to reveal identical dark purple lines spreading across your skin as well. What once just littered your shoulders was now spreading up your collarbones and creeping up your neck. 

“We should tell them,” you decide.

“We can’t. Remember what Celine always says?” 

“We can trust them, Rumi.” 

A knock on the door is followed by Mira’s voice. “Rumi, Y/N, are you okay in there? What happened?” 

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After some Huntrix troubleshooting, it’s agreed to go see a doctor that Zoey somehow knows. 

The girls are excited to get in their disguises and dress as regular civilians. This is something you always looked forward to doing. With Mira, Zoey, and Rumi all disguised, it leveled the playing field. When no one recognizes you, you’re not living in Rumi’s shadow. There was no feeling of competition, you love the girls dearly. However, being the lesser known and less talented little sister of the lead singer is not always easy.  

The whole time Rumi is retrieving her tonics from a very questionable source, your mind continues to wander in self-doubt. You left the doctor’s office with the heavy weight on your shoulders that you would never quite measure up. 

Your head shoots up and you’re snapped out of your typical depressing thoughts when the girls audibly gasp. 

“Who. Are. They?!” they say in unison. 

Your gaze falls upon five gorgeous men approaching you. They walk in-sync, fluid, purposeful, and almost predatory. You notice a tall, pink haired man first with perfectly chiseled abs peaking out from beneath his bold floral shirt. Then, an equally good-looking dark haired boy, standing in the middle and leading the group. 

You scan the rest of them, pretty boys with flowy hair, lots of earrings, 

lots of pastel colors? 

Bright purple pants? 

Hot pink sweater. 

Holy mint green hair. 

Your eyes lock with the most beautiful, crystal blue eyes you’d ever seen. A look of surprise, shifted to confusion, following a glare plastered on his beautiful face. 

You are snapped out of your thoughts when you realize this group of boys had gotten so close to you, the dark haired boy bumps into Rumi, spilling her tonics everywhere. Quickly bending down to help her, you join the other girls in picking up the pouches. 

“Watch yourself,” he mutters over his shoulder. 

“Yeah shut the fuck up. You ran into her.” 

“Y/N!” the Huntrix girls shout at you in disbelief. 

Mint boy stepped forward as if to challenge you, but was pushed back by the assumed leader. “Forget them. They will be no one soon.” 

No one? We will be no one soon? What does that mean? Did Zoey, Mira, and Rumi hear? What was he talking about? 

You flip them off, parting ways as Huntrix giggles at your reaction. 

“I can always count on my raging little sister to have my back,” Rumi smiles. 

“Well I’m so thankful for that free diss track fuel.”

Once again you and the girls are beyond shocked when you see the diss track fuel dancing on top of a soda can. 

“A boy band.” 

“A demon boy band.” 

“Wait, are they like magicians?!” 

“Zoey, babe, they’re demons.” 

Zoey and Mira go back and forth, arguing about whether or not they’re worth killing in public, but the mint green boy steps forward and you can’t help but stare. 

“You hit the spot

Every little drip and drop, fizz and pop, ah”

Every drop you’d drink up all right. 

You blush and snap out of your thoughts when the girls decide to head back and get “battle ready.” Gross. Demon boy band. You want no part of that. 

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“Leather gives me so much comfort,” Mira says. “It’s time to take these Saja boys down. 

“KILL SAJA KILL SAJA.” 

“CAW-CAW,” Zoey chants. 

You and the girls peer down at the stage as the boys are chugging hot sauce? Gross. “This is disgusting. These demons do need to be taken down” You thought to yourself. 

“And Baby is the winner!” The host shouts as the mint boy slams down his bottle. 

Baby? He could googoo my gaga. 

No. Gross, snap out of it. Focus. He’s not even your type, y/n. 

Trying hard to block out your own thoughts, you follow Huntrix down the colored slides after unfortunately being discovered. So much for a sneak attack. You were so excited to rap about this in the new diss track. 

“Huntrix is IN THE BALLS!!” 

The curtains close and the Saja boys rush out, into the bathhouse? 

“We finally get to go to the bathhouse with Rumi and y/n!” Zoey shouts. 

“Men’s? Gross”

“Wow, did you really follow us in here,” the leader chuckled, who you learned to be Jinu. 

The boys smile in satisfaction as water demons arise from the green haze. This was going to be fun. The truth was, you loved fighting demons. Probably more than performing in Huntrix. You’d take any chance you could to sink an arrow in a demon’s face. Your body moved naturally as you wove around them, drawing back your bow and slaying demons left and right. 

But for some reason, it wasn’t enough. The honmoon is stretched open and another spirit is spat out through its now fragile lining. 

“Y/n look out!” 

It was too late, the demon had swiped at you, leaving a trail of claw marks across your face. You stabbed it with the end of your weapon before any further damage could be done.

“Rumi, we need you!” 

Wait? Where is Rumi? Out of the corner of your eye, you see Jinu holding her in the hallway. What the fuck is happening?

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“Saja Boys! Saja Boys!” 

“Ahhhh I love you guys,” the demon’s cry. 

“Oh! Souls incoming!”

“Wait, only 2?” 

“My little soda pop. It’s catchy. But not catchy enough. Surprisingly, your plan is working. But it’s not working fast enough.” 

“Well let me just get back to work and there will be more souls in no time,” Jinu replied. 

“Two of the Huntrix girls bear my mark. They are half-sisters, but I have no control over them,” explained Gwi-Ma.

“This is good, that means they have shame.”

“Find out what it is Jinu. I sense the younger sister is weaker, the fans do not idolize her like the rest of Huntrix. I want you to use this, seduce her, distract her, find her shame and destroy Huntrix for good.”

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Another AN sorry: Again this was just a little blurb to see if anyone else is interested in my saja boy fantasies :) pls lmk if you liked this! Like I said I have a solid idea of where I want this to go but I'm open to suggestions!