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“𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐩!”

a/n: saja boys blue lock x demon hunter reader!

decided to go with the band name blue moon because it sounds like honmoon

art credits go to the talented @pennim4 EEEEEEEEEEEEEE

ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, kaiser michael, shidou ryusei, nagi seishiro, karasu tabito, mikage reo, chigiri hyoma, bachira meguru, ness alexis, yukimiya kenyu

isagi yoichi

the only one in the group who didn't want to become a demon, but was dragged in via a blood pact gone wrong on debut night.

looks too soft to be suspicious. media labels him as the “golden retriever” of blue moon, but behind the scenes, his demon form is horrifyingly precise: sharp vision and uncanny ability to manipulate your fears.

you first sense something’s off when his reflection flickers during a dance practice. you throw a kunai at his head, he dodges, and goes, “wait… are YOU a demon?”

you're both horrible at subtlety so the entire exchange happens mid-choreography, with the backup dancers just vibing in the background.

he eventually confesses he knows you’re a hunter and tries to prove he’s a “good demon,” but you still pin him to the wall with holy thread every night like “just in case.”

lowkey has a crush on you and gets flustered when you wipe his sweat off with an anti-curse towel.

“i-is that garlic body mist??? wait. are you… trying to kill me or help me?”

itoshi rin

demon prince of greed, cold, lethal, and the group’s main dancer with choreography so sharp it slices souls (literally).

avoids you like the plague when you debut as their opening act because he knows who you are. and more importantly, he knows you’re here for him.

you once find him hovering over a manager's unconscious body in a dressing room. he calmly licks blood off his fingers and goes, “he touched my mic. not yours to worry about.”

every time you try to confront him, he vanishes in a swirl of black petals and drops cryptic lyrics like “try not to fall in love with the thing you’re meant to kill.”

but secretly??? he’s been watching your stage performances and writing lyrics based on your scent (you find this out during an awards show and try to exorcise him on live TV).

your "flirtation" = exchanging veiled death threats and competing to see who can hit the highest note while mid-fight.

itoshi sae

centuries-old demon king who took on the form of an idol just to see what modern earth had to offer.

executive producer of blue moon. he's technically not even part of the group, but everyone knows he’s the puppet master.

doesn’t even try to hide his identity. he once walked onto stage mid-comeback and materialized actual hellfire. fans thought it was CGI.

your superior begged you not to engage him, but you snuck into his penthouse anyway. he caught you. you were tied to a golden mic stand in 0.5 seconds.

“so this is what the hunter’s guild is sending now? cute. want to be mine?”

you absolutely do not trust him. but his voice? demonic. his visuals? lethal. his cologne? custom blend of sin and pheromones. he knows he’s making your job harder on purpose.

he starts sending you flowers before shows. they’re cursed. obviously.

kaiser michael

thrives off adoration. the more fans scream his name, the stronger his powers get.

his demon form is made of mirrors, he can reflect your worst insecurities back at you, which he does during rehearsals and interviews.

“you think you’re better than me just ‘cause you don’t eat humans? LMAO. your pitch is flat, liebling.”

you hate how charismatic he is. his fan service is so powerful even your agency’s director simps for him.

every time you try to stab him mid-chorus, he dips you like it's part of the choreography and winks at the camera.

he's obsessed with corrupting you. he loves that you fight him with glitter-infused holy weapons and keeps trying to "recruit" you to the dark side by bribing you with limited edition lip tints.

“what’s more sinful than falling for me, huh?”

shidou ryusei

you don’t know what kind of demon he is because his energy is pure unhinged.

full send demon behavior. drinks blood in front of staff. eats holy water tablets like candy. once threatened to sacrifice a fan on stage and got trended for it.

the kind of guy who flirts with you while dodging swords.

“yo, i like the way you scream my name when you're mad. say it again?”

your manager assigned you to “watch” him and he’s been attached to you ever since.

makes tik toks with your demon-slaying gear. once borrowed your whip and used it in a dance practice.

you’ve stabbed him 36 times. he keeps asking for more.

nagi seishiro

fell into demonhood because he was too lazy to resist temptation.

sings like a siren, hypnotic voice that puts people in trances. used to put entire stadiums to sleep for fun until rin banned him from ad-libs.

you confront him in a quiet hallway and he yawns halfway through your exorcism spell.

“ehhh this is annoying. wanna play games instead?”

despite being a literal demon, he doesn’t care enough to be evil.

casually helps you research demons after concerts. “you wanna purify me or nah? 'cause this is getting boring.”

you’ve grown weirdly fond of him and he definitely lets you nap on his demon cloak backstage.

he doesn’t flirt, he just exists and somehow makes it harder for you to focus.

karasu tabito

master of charm and hallucination. can make entire crowds see what he wants.

PR genius of blue moon. constantly on talk shows. the media’s darling. actual menace.

you see through his illusions, but that just makes him obsessed with you.

uses his powers to show you what your life could look like if you stopped being a hunter and joined him.

“just imagine: no more late night monster hunts, just duets, champagne, and making the crowd kneel for us.”

once turned into your bias just to mess with your head.

you hate him. you hate how he smirks. you hate how hot he looks when singing live. you hate how the firework visuals spell your name.

you are definitely falling for him. you want to throw yourself into a salt circle.

mikage reo

born into wealth, turned into a demon because he wanted more power, beauty, immortality. becoming a j-pop idol? just another flex.

uses his demonic aura to manipulate record deals, award shows, and fan votes. everything is rigged and he’s smirking about it.

when he first meets you, he offers you a rolex and says, “you’ll look better dripping in my brand anyway.”

you nearly stab him with a diamond-encrusted dagger and he gasps like you proposed. “wow. you’re the first person who’s tried to kill me in cartier.”

he starts writing lyrics about you – obsessive, haunting lyrics with undertones of “if I can’t have you, i’ll burn this stage to ash.”

most demon hunters crack under his influence. you? you spit holy salt at his drink and make him cry on live TV.

he’s 1000% into it. “you’re a luxury i can’t afford, baby girl.”

chigiri hyoma

visual + main dancer + vocalist + actual nightmare entity in a gucci harness.

his demon form is fast enough to slice through air mid-spin. some fans swear they've seen his face distort in the stage lights.

he always looks ethereal on camera, but you once caught him running across rooftops at 3 AM with glowing red eyes and hair like fire.

the type to go “you look tired” and then vanish before you can respond.

you two fight during a dance break and no one notices. you’re dodging claws mid-bridge while staying on beat.

you swear he’s toying with you. but one night, he covers for you after you get injured fighting a rogue demon fan. he sings your verse so perfectly it makes headlines.

“i hate you,” you whisper.

“sure,” he says, wrapping your wound. “but you harmonized with me.”

bachira meguru

literal chaos in idol form. demon of mischief who thrives on confusion and hysteria. eats drama like snacks.

starts fan wars just by blinking. tweets cryptic things like “i wonder what’d happen if i kissed a demon hunter 😋”

YOU KNOW he’s a demon because he bit your mic during rehearsal once and tried to convince you it was a “vocal warm-up.”

you try to interrogate him, but he keeps shape-shifting into your bias and giggling when you flinch.

“awww ~ are you mad? do you wanna kill me? or do you wanna dance?”

he thinks your holy weapons are “fun toys” and tries to juggle them during music show rehearsals.

his demon form has a hundred eyes and still manages to wink at you from every angle.

you find him terrifying. he finds you adorable.

ness alexis

demon of vanity. turns heads just by existing. sparkles so hard he doesn’t even need to sing, he could stand there and people would faint.

acts sweet, but glamours everyone into seeing him as their ideal type. you’re the only one immune to it, and he HATES it.

“why are you not obsessed with me? is it your vision? your brain? should i help fix it?”

always flirts, but in the most unhinged way. “i’m blushing! … or maybe that’s blood. who knows 😇”

his demon form is horrifyingly beautiful. angelic wings, glowing eyes, the whole divine horror package.

he cornered you in a music show hallway once and whispered, “i think you’re gorgeous even when you’re threatening me.”

now he brings you cursed bouquets before shows. they bite your hand. he thinks it’s romantic.

yukimiya kenyu

demon of desire. his voice can haunt dreams. he’s the “ethereal prince” of the group with melancholy vibes and a million fanfics written about him.

often disappears between shows. people say he’s in “meditation retreats.” he’s actually out harvesting souls.

when you confront him, he smiles softly and says, “you were the only one who noticed. i like that about you.”

he never fights you head-on. instead, he whispers things into your mind while you sleep. it’s lowkey hot. you hate it.

“if you truly wanted me gone, why do you keep dreaming about me?” “shut UP.”

he once saved you from a cursed object mid-interview, brushed your hair behind your ear, and then ghosted for three weeks. typical.

he’s the only one who might actually love you. but if he does, it’s gonna ruin everything.

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