I really love your works and wanted to send an ask that might be a little complicated (sorry >.<)
It sounds a bit crossover-ish but how do you think the phantom troupe (however many members you want) would feel about a reader in the troupe who is kinda like hana kurusu from jjk? they have the physical features from being the vessel of angel like the wings and halo but theyre also outgoing, sometimes shy, and sweet and have the same (dangerous) abilities like maximum output techniques like angel's "jacob's ladder" and so and so
thank you (≧з≦)
hii!! haven't wawtched jjk s3 yet so if this is off.... i'm sorry TT^TT i actually enjoyed writing this though, was so fun!! tysm for the request<<33
Jacob's Ladder:
The Troupe loves having you around because your abilities are broken in the world of Nen.
Imagine the Spiders are backed into a corner by a powerful Conjurer or someone with a "unbreakable" Nen vow. Chrollo just nods to you. You hesitate, being your shy self, but then the "Angel" takes over. The sky splits open, the giant trumpet appears, and Jacob's Ladder just... erases the enemy's ability.
"Oops" you whisper, blushing and tucking your wings in while the enemy stands there, completely powerless and confused.
Uvogin would probably just bark out a laugh. "I love this kid. Looks like a saint, hits like a god."
You're the "moral compass" they mostly ignore, but they find your sweetness refreshing.
They recognize that despite your shy nature, you are a tactical nuke. They treat you like a precious, high-caliber weapon that needs to be kept happy.
It's a running gag. Someone is always trying to hang their coat on it or see if it glows in the dark (it does).
Chrollo: He spends hours watching you. He's interested in the "Angel" as a philosophical entity. He likes the juxtaposition of your sweetness against the Troupe's violence. He values Jacob’s Ladder as the ultimate "delete" button for problematic enemy Nen.
Feitan: He hates how "bright" you are. Your shy, sweet personality grates on his nerves, yet he's the first to step in if someone tries to pluck a feather. He finds your Maximum Output techniques terrifyingly efficient—which he respects.
Shalnark: He loves your outgoing side. You're the only two people in the hideout who actually smile. He's constantly asking to "research" your wings, though he mostly just wants to see how high you can fly or if you can carry him up.
Phinks: He doesn't know how to act around someone "sweet." He usually ends up being accidentally mean and then feeling weirdly guilty when you look at him with those big, shy eyes. He treats your halo like a hoop to toss things through when you aren't looking.
Machi: She won't admit it, but she finds your presence grounding. When the hideout gets too chaotic or bloody, sitting near someone as calm and "pure" as you helps her reset. She's the one who mends your clothes to accommodate your wings.
Being Sukuna’s vessel and he stands in front of any reflective surface to flirt with you whenever he’s in control.
He just turns your head this way and that to admire your face, tracing the curve of your jaw with a claw tipped finger. He grins broadly once he’s done, stepping back to look down at your shared body. “Don’t you look delicious?” Sukuna purrs in delight, now entranced with the way his tattoos look on your skin.
“Fight now, flirt later.” You remind him, momentarily regaining control of your vocal cords.
Sukuna sighs like complying is a chore, turning to the trembling curse before you, “You owe me.”
Hi! I’m a big fan! Your writing is so goooood! Jjk ask: If you can would you mind having yuji, Sukuna, and gojo react to a reader who’s in a similar situation as Yuji is with harboring an ancient curse deep inside of them? To give some context yes there is another powerful curse within the reader but unlike Sukuna this curse seems rather friendly at first glance. The curse rather enjoys what humanity has to offer and takes it easy.
What is really shocking is that the relationship between this curse and the reader is quite good with the curse allowing reader to tap into their power if needed. In turn the reader will allow the curse to fully take over their body once in a while as a sort of deal they made.
Sukuna also KNOWS this curse. Back in the day this curse was just like him. Cruel, feared, and unsettlingly close to him on the power scale. Now he sees them being so unguarded and trusting a human of all things he doesn’t know if he should feel insulted or just laugh.
The reader is very happy go lucky with everything quite carefree and seeing the curse as family in their eyes. They aren’t a sorcerer but manages to find themselves in trouble. They are rather naive and blindly trusting of anyone but can defend themselves with their own skills. The curse’s personality is jovial very upbeat and coy. To some it feels like they have some type of ulterior motive but nah- this curse just likes to keep people on edge. But don’t think any less of them they can get serious and down right vicious almost feral especially if the reader is in danger. It’s when everything goes silent is when shit goes down.
─Itadori, Sukuna & Gojo x vessel!reader
─Summary: A ridiculously friendly curse lets you use their power whenever and however you want in exchange for living at your expense, sounds pretty cool.
─Warnings: none
Part Two
─ He loves not being the only one with a curse inside, although he is jealous of the relationship you have with your curse, Sukuna only causes problems and you seem so happy and carefree with yours.
─ They are not even looking for you to kill you like him! You are not part of the Jujutsu school because you did not like that world, you already had your idea of the future and what you wanted to work on, something much simpler than risking your life exorcising things.
─ Poor boy, you don't know how much he envies you.
─ He will ask you for advice to try to get along with Sukuna, but you don't know what to answer him, your curse liked you for the simple fact of being a normal person, since it appreciated what genuine humanity entails.
─ Although your curse can offer him some tricks to use Sukuna's energy without him noticing.
─ You meet more often to do trivial things, go to a cafe or play video games, in general something that can take Itadori out of the cursed world for a while and relax.
─ You don't usually like it very much, but you offered him that if he was really in trouble during a mission, you would be willing to help even if you are not too fond of fighting, luckily your curse took control of your body on those occasions.
─ Sukuna tries to put shit about your curse just because they knew each other before, your friend is so angry when that happens that they start a verbal fight between them from each other's cheeks respectively.
─ They don't really care much if someone insult them, but anything towards you will be an unforgivable offense, nobody can mess with their little and kind human.
─ He's so angry, he'd spent years with your curse, razing villages, killing sorcerers, it was a completely violent and shameless thing, and now… they're trapped inside a human with useless aspirations, able to control your body but not doing it out of "respect".
─ He really hates them, had it been your fault? Had you appeased his former companion? He was intimidating you for a while to get you to talk, but you decided to ignore him, the king of curses made you too nervous and was too stubborn for your liking.
─ You tried to avoid him as much as possible, but sometimes you just got stuck with him because of Itadori (he wasn't aware of it), when that happened your mind seemed to cloud over during that time.
─ Your curse and Sukuna argued like a married couple during that time, they must have fought more than once and left you and Itadori confused after coming back to your senses with the room in a mess.
─ The king of curses can't accept that they simply decided to have a peaceful life with you, he also didn't understand what kind of pact you two had, you seemed to have control over everything, powers whenever you wanted or your body if they wanted.
─ For him it was ridiculous that such an insignificant being, who tended to get into trouble here and there, was accompanied and protected by someone who could very well be of his caliber, that kind of power was to destroy humans, not to help them.
─ He will continue to think that you used some cursed technique to brainwash them, but you don't even know how to do those things, your curse is who guides you and does all the work, but whatever makes him sleep better.
─ If Sukuna ever saves your ass, rest assured it will be for your friend and not for you.
─ He's a little irritated, because your curse manages to get on his nerves, he always seems to be plotting something evil, and when he thinks he's going to uncover the evil plan, he only finds you laughing while you calmly converse with a mouth on your cheek.
─ This man has tried every possible way to persuade you to be a jujutsu student, but you completely refused, your life was fine as it was, but you offered to help on small missions if they were tight, since you had the gift of your curse, the least you could do was help a minimum.
─ You're completely fine with Gojo, but your curse doesn't seem to get along very well with him, when they take control of your body they always get into little verbal fights over any nonsense just to show superiority.
─ Don't be surprised if you find yourself completely in pain on a random day, if you went out and ran into trouble and Gojo was there to fix it, he and your curse would fight until they got tired just after complete the mission.
─ Without really hurting each other, it was a fight of attrition, since Gojo appreciated you as a person and since you liked him too, your curse respected your preferences avoiding hurting the man.
─ Gojo will end up accepting that, one, you wouldn't join his team and two, your curse isn't really something to worry about unless you yourself were in danger.
─He would prefer you to lead a peaceful and normal life after seeing the brutality of your curse after you were seriously injured when you tried to help, if you were subjected to this kind of situation, who knows if your curse could get out of control.
─ It's better for them to continue with their carefree personality by your side than their wild side without you, as much as it bothers him to accept it, Gojo wouldn't have another new student.
I don't remember if I asked for this, but I really want to have some headcanons for having a heavy crush on Leg Eater. The funny blind bug that's evil and just, how the weirdo would react to a vessel or whatever wanting to be with him
I don't think he's too evil. Just a greedy little guy with big dreams <3 I like the idea of Reader being a Vessel so I'll go with that
.........
After climbing out of the Abyss, you found yourself amongst the ruins of a kingdom that you never even had the chance to see.
Miraculously, your shell only sustained a few cracks when you were discarded by the Pale King, but you patched them up as to not make yourself look weak/vulnerable to the Infection.
You did find a fellow vessel hiding within the Ancient Basin--only for them to violently attack you as a mass of infected goop spilled from their head, and after barely escaping....you realized you were truly alone.
The only way out of Hallownest was, well, up of course. So you continued until you somehow found your way into the Fungal Wastes.
There, you stumbled upon Leg Eater's shop by pure accident, and for a moment you didn't know if he was an enemy or not. So you tried to leave quietly...
But then he speaks, snappy in tone as he looked in your direction, his eyes glazed and milky. "Hey! I know you're there! You don't smell like my usual customer, but hmm...you've got a good handful of Geo too, don't you? If you share it, I'll show you something nice." He chitters, rubbing his claws together in a self-soothing way.
You stand there, hesitant. He senses it and grumbles. "Oh come on. I'm not a threat unless you give me a reason to be."
He hears you stepping closer to him, over the rocks and pebbles and mushrooms, and grins. "Ahahaha." He chokes out a wet cough. "Wise choice. You don't speak..much like my other client. But that's fine. Geo is all I need. Give it here. You won't regret it."
You were still a bit apprehensive, since you had only 87 Geo, but 86 seemed to satisfy him.
Leg Eater then opens his shop to you, showing you charms that could boost your survivability, although his "other client" took Fragile Strength and Fragile Heart, leaving only Fragile Greed.
He huffed over you basically being too broke to buy it, so you leave to go search for more Geo.
Being a vessel, you weren't supposed to feel fear, sadness, anger..or anything that could leave your mind vulnerable to the Infection. That's why you weren't chosen.
But the more time you spent at Leg Eater's shop (even when he says you're annoying him, he doesn't do anything to actually kick you out or deter you from staying), the closer you felt to him and realized...a new emotion had its grip on you.
"No mind to think"? Nah, your mind is only thinking about that greedy blind shopkeeper and how you're just trying to find excuses to see him at this point.
He's not dumb. He can sense it, too, and is actually flattered you decide to keep him company and give him Geo every time you visit.
It doesn't bother him one bit.
He tells you a few stories of the kingdom. Rumors and lies he's been able to sniff out. He talks about how he shuns the Pale King--not for dooming all of Hallownest bc of his misguided attempt to seal the Radiance......but for selfishly putting his Geo towards "useless tramways" and statues.
Yet in the same breath, he aspires to be exactly like him one day, wanting to taste wealth and power himself. Because according to his logic: "When you have Geo, you become king".
Sure, he's quite hypocritical at times, but that never stopped you from wanting to spend time with him.
Much, much later, while you're out exploring Queen's Gardens, you and Ghost bump into each other, and for a moment...you stare, seeing them clutching a delicate flower.
Neither of you were given a voice. But somehow they immediately knew what you were thinking.
So they put the flower in your hands, much to your surprise, simply nodding their head before shadow-dashing elsewhere.
You gaze at the ethereal glowing petals, and internally you smile, already knowing who was more worthy of this.
Request for an x reader for the shared control! pokebos! AU where Player is the reader, and on them all first meeting the player?, and since you had mentioned it at some point maybe in the end Player and the others try helping cheer up a "congratulations! *starts crying*" Spamton?
Sorry if it's confusing I'm very bad at typing-
- Salt Anon
"Who is thou friende, worm?"
"Huh..?" Kris blinked in bewilderment as they glanced at you, seeing you sitting on the couch while scrolling through your phone. They could see your SOUL pulsating with a red glow, although it did little to illuminate your face as you looked up, equally confused.
"What's wrong, Kris?"
They had absolutely no idea what to do.
After all this time...only now you can be seen by others?
But as Rouxls repeated himself, you were still lost. You weren't sure if your vessel finally became corporeal, so you looked around, assuming he meant somebody else.
"I'm talkingeth to thou with thine glowing heart! You two seem fairly acquainted with one anotherth."
Glancing back at the duke of puzzles, you saw him staring directly at you with an inquiring gaze. But before you could respond, you noticed Spamton enter the room, with Lancer and Starwalker in tow. They must've heard the commotion.
"WHY THE [Clear Silence For $59.99??] IT WOULD HELP TO KNOW A [Potential Customer's] NAME!"
"....y-you all can see me?" You finally stammered.
"Well, duh!" Lancer bounced over to you. "You're not invisible! And what's with this red glowy heart? Looks familiar." He attempted to poke your SOUL, but you instinctively grabbed his wrist to protect it-
Wait..you were able to touch him, too??
'What the hell is going on?'
"Your refusal to......answer any of our questions is pissing me off." Starwalker grumbled.
"Okay, okay. I give. Since you all can see me...hi. I'm [y/n]." You stood up and looked at Kris. "Rouxls is right about me being acquainted with Kris. But it's...very, very complicated, and it might change the way you all look at them if I told you guys what exactly I am."
"Complicated, complicated??? La-haha..the game's only as complicated as you make it, friend!"
Now Jevil finally showed up, curious as to what was happening. He tilted his head as he gazed at you, tail swaying. "Go on. In this group of trust there are no secrets to keep, keep!"
You sighed, weighing the pros and cons of telling them the truth. There was one person especially who you were hesitant to tell. But as Jevil said, you shouldn't keep anymore secrets.
"Fine. So..you all know how Jevil sees the world as a game? Well, I'm the player. The true player."
You went on to explain your role in Kris' actions, how you two have been this way for as long as you existed, and how lately you've allowed Kris more autonomy, helping them survive the Dark World only when necessary.
And it was through your actions that Starwalker, Jevil, and Spamton were able to come home with them.
Even they chimed in, admitting you've helped them a lot and they finally came to accept your existence. That, combined with the sheer force of Determination, allowed you to appear to everyone.
Once you were done, you two assessed the Darkners' reactions. They were mixtures of surprise, confusion, and understanding. Starwalker seemed indifferent and grumpy as always.
"I...dunno what any of that means but welcome new person!!" Lancer grinned as he hugged you. "Seriously, though, I still um..don't understand exactly what you are." He mumbled.
"Basically, I'm a demon possessing Kris but I'm nice enough to let them do stuff on their own." You chuckled and patted his head.
"Ohhhhhhh that makes sense!"
"...hehe..gehahahaha!!!" The duke of puzzles chuckled, which turned into uproarious laughter that made you direct your attention to him. "So thou art the spirit who guided thine little worm on a stringeth to best me at mine own strategic games of puzzles and houses?"
"Uh..yeah?" You were surprised he wasn't having an aneurysm over the fact Kris didn't actually solve his puzzles.
He just ginned and clapped his hands together. "YES!! Then I hath retained glorious victory over the three heroes, still!!"
Kris faceplamed at the fact you unknowingly boosted his ego tenfold. But hey, at least him and everyone else took the news well. Jevil was pleased to find someone as likeminded as him.
Yet Spamton...stayed unusually silent as he approached you, looking at the floor like he was shutdown.
"Spamton?" Setting Lancer on the couch, you gazed at the spam bot in confusion, noting his smile was gone. Worry formed a knot in your stomach. "I know this is a lot to take in but-"
"OH NO, NO, NO!! I UNDERSTAND." He suddenly perked up as if nothing was wrong. "YOU AND KRIS MADE A SWEET, SWEET [Two-For-One Deal] IS ALL! TO THINK THEM AND I WERE ONCE IN THE SAME [Boat Insurance] IS...WELL---unfortunate..how wrong was I to think we were alike..why can't I be as free?"
The Darkners were confused by his last statement, with his lenses turning to gray static as he spoke quietly. Yet they were back to colors as he looked up at you, smiling forcefully.
"A-APOLOGIES [New Client]. WELCOME TO THE CLUB [Book Reservations Now!] I LOOK FORWARD TO WORKING WITH YOU. HEUEUEUEHEHE." He giggled like a madman, forcefully shaking your hand before he ran off to his room.
When a door slammed shut, Starwalker finally spoke. "His strange behavior is...pissing me off."
"It twas quiteh strange, indeed.." Rouxls hummed in concern. "Did anyone else seeith his oculars turn monochrometh?"
"Alas..poor Spamton." Jevil shook his head, tapping his foot. "He wants what Kris has. But it's out of his reach, reach."
"And that is...?" Lancer tilted his head like a lost puppy.
"To be equal with his puppeteer. As Kris is to [y/n]. But he knows not who pulls at his own strings and makes them ring, ring...very troubling, indeed."
As the Darkners talked, you felt a tug at your SOUL and looked at Kris, seeing their growing discomfort. You placed a hand on their shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll talk to him in a little while. He might be too erratic to speak with now, but I'll handle it."
They were a bit surprised. Considering Spamton was hell-bent on taking your SOUL, they were concerned over you being left alone with him.
"If..you're alright with it. That's fine." A small smile appeared on their face.
...........
Sometime later, you knocked on Spamton's door. He's been in his room for hours and it was dinner time. "Spam? Rouxls made some uh..rouxlsroux for dinner. It's actually spaghetti but don't tell him I said that......hello?"
There was total silence. A concerning amount of silence.
With furrowed eyebrows, you slowly turned the knob, realizing the door wasn't locked. "I'm coming in okay?"
No response.
You invited yourself inside and looked around. His room wasn't totally trashed like you expected..but then again he had a tough time grasping that he could have his own room and not have to sleep in the garbage or in a laundry basket.
The other Darkners yelled at him not to since he was mixing up their clothes, so he stopped.
Then you spotted the dealmaker lying in the corner of the room. It was easy to tell the armor apart from Spamton's actual glasses, so you knew it was him. But you weren't sure why he'd shapeshift when Kris wasn't going anywhere.
"C'mon, buddy. We're not in the Dark World any-" As you knelt down to pick it up however, it rapidly changed back to a disheveled-looking salesman, still curled up in the corner.
The moment you saw the tears marring his face, instinct made you reach out to hug him, your SOUL disappearing into your chest.
Of course..you knew that he couldn't have brushed off the realization that Kris had more freedom than him. He just put on that whole façade and acted like it didn't bother him too much.
But you saw through it. You've seen through his acts:
Back in his dumpster shop where his pain and suffering were only visible for a few moments.
In the basement where he relentlessly prayed and shouted to the heavens above as he fought you as NEO.
Now here? He was hiding away from you.
You were afraid of this exact scenario happening. It made you wonder if you were wrong to tell him the truth..or if it seemed like you were rubbing the notion that "my puppet and I are equals" in his face.
You felt guilty and were surprised he didn't immediately shove you away.
"Spamton..it's alright if you're upset with me telling the truth. I get it. And I'm sorry. You have every right to be angry and Kris and I."
"N-NO..I'M...NOT ANGRY." He sniffled, hugging you back. "I KNOW LIFE ISN'T FAIR. IT'S NOT ALWAYS [Satisfaction 100% Guaranteed]. BUT IT'S SO DARK STILL..AND TO SEE THAT [Little Sponge] LIVING MY DREAM HURTS LIKE [Ow..Ouchie]..I wanna see the light too. Help me.."
"I did try to help you." Once again, there was a tug on your SOUL, but not from Kris this time. "I told Kris to go through with your deal and cut those wires, but.." You paused, resting your chin on top of his head so he can curl further into you.
"It was all for nothing, wasn't it?" He sobbed into your sweater.
"No, no it wasn't. I mean..you're here with us, right? We took you outta there and got you back on your feet. You're more free than you were before."
".........."
"Whatever Dark Worlds we travel to next, I promise we'll find out who did this to you, Spamton." You vowed, feeling his hold on you tighten. "We'll stand up and face them together. You can help Kris look fashionable with that dealmaker of yours too, if you want." You lightly joked, which helped him calm down.
"Y-YOU'RE SO GOOD TO THAT KID...THANK YOU."
Eventually, he did settle down enough to pull away from you. A genuine smile appeared on his face. "SORRY FOR THE [Unprofessionalism]. [First-Impressions for Interviews] MATTER AND I FEEL SILLY NOW."
"Don't worry about it." You ruffled his hair. "I'm just glad we could talk about it."
"ALSO I WOULD UM..LIKE TO [Email You An Apology] ABOUT TRYING TO STEAL YOUR [Heart-Shaped Object]." He awkwardly muttered, hands bunched together. "EVEN AFTER ALL I DID...YOU STILL WANNA LEND A HAND TO DEAR OL' SPAMTON.."
"Apology received and accepted." You smiled softly. "You were a pain in my ass, but I'm over it. So it's all good."
Spamton gazed at your SOUL, barely able to make out its outline. "YOU'RE NEITHER DARK neR NOR LIGHT neR. BUT YOU SURE ARE THE ANSWER TO MY PRAYER [Hotline]."
"I'm flattered. Now c'mon, Rouxls made us dinner and everyone wants to make sure you're alright."
Nodding, he got up and fixed his hair as you stood up too. Then you headed out of his room, catching a whiff of spaghetti and roux from the kitchen.
But the moment you two entered, Lancer ran over and nearly tackle-hugged Spamton to the floor. "Uncle Spams!! You're alright!"
"WHAT THE....! YES I AM [Little Rubber Basketball]." He noticed the others at the table looking on with smiles. Jevil, Starwalker--who smiled with his eyes--and Kris were glad to see things worked out.
Just Sukuna getting addicted to living in our body and telling everyone else to fuck off and mind their business is so so incredibly funny to me.
Everyone else thinks so, too. The King of Curses more or less fawns over your reflection and threatens to bite anyone that tries to touch you. Yuuji grabbed your hand once to catch your attention, and now he sports the indents of Sukuna’s sharp teeth in the form of a faint scar— which Sukuna also refuses to heal, to teach him a lesson.
(Gojo has a whole album full of pictures of similar incidents.)
Summary: What if you were lucifers vessel instead of Sam?
Warnings: teasing lots and lots of teasing sexually
When lucifers seal broke everything went bad but now he was in your dreams haunting you testing you. Now he was here again sitting across from you his vessel looking at you. You gulped sitting up looking at the devil. He smiled at you making you frown.
“Y/N my precious vessel” He said you frowned.
“Vessel?” You asked scared, he nodded a smirk on his face.
“B-but how? Why?” You asked.
“You’re my true vessel Y/N” He said getting up walking over to you, you gulped again as you sat on the edge of the bed his hands placing on either side of you.
“I must say you are even more stunning in person” He snickered you smacked him across the face.
“Feisty” He chuckled which you slapped him again for. He growled pining your hands down with your back flat against the bed.
“You’re an angel you need permission before you can go in my body” You growled at him struggling to get him off.
“Oh, you’ll say yes trust me” He smirked you gritted your teeth head butting him which didn’t do anything good just made your head sore.
“Can we for one second have a normal conversation” He sighed you scoffed.
“Your pining against a bed” You said.
“And you’re the devil” You added he nodded.
“That I am darling” He smirked.
“Ill find you Y/N” He said, and he was gone. You gasped waking up searching around the hotel room.
He came to you every night asking where you were he kissed you once which ended with him on the ground with you punching him and now he was back again.
“Oh y/n” He said dragging out your name you laid in bed un-moving.
“You can’t hide dear” He chuckled sitting down you rolled over not to face him.
“Go away” You growled making him laugh.
“I can’t dear vessel” He said.
“I will never say yes” You said turning to him sitting up his face inches from yours. He tilted his head staring at you. You didn’t dare move it would be showing weakness.
“So strong” He whispered his hand coming up to touch your face. You flinched closing your eyes his hand surprisingly warm.
“Found you” He said. You woke up gasping he was here standing in front of you his arms crossed over his chest as he leant against the table.
“Lucifer” You gasped grabbing your gun shotting it multiple times he didn’t budge just sighed.
“Really?” He asked you glared at him.
“Worth a shot” You grumbled putting your gun down fear running through your veins.
“A terrible one but ok” He smirked walking towards you once again you moved this time in your dreams he was fine he wasn’t actually there but now it scared you. You got up moved back against the wall breathing heavily he sighed again shaking his head.
“Don’t fear me dear” He said walking closer you gulped as his face came close to yours.
“What am supposed to do huh?” You glared at him he chuckled glancing down to your lips.
“Do you know once I’m inside you, you’ll be a whole lot stronger” He said huskily.
“No” You will never surrender to this thing.
“No?” He questioned in a fake hurt voice.
“You know that hurts my feelings” He smirked his face in the crook of your neck. You shuddered leaning away which actually gave him more room.
“You smell delicious” He said you shuddered a small noise coming out your mouth.
“You will say yes” He said and disappeared. You fell to the ground wondering what the hell you were going to do.
What you did was you got out of there went off the map you knew he was an angel but right now you had the whole damn place filled with traps and anything else you could find. He found you again of course and walked through every damn trap.
“Y/N, y/n, y/n” He sighed slamming you against the wall his lips ghosting over yours.
“You will say yes to me” He said and devoured your lips.
