AN- Okay, so winter break is over, and id like to waste like 50 words to get started, but buckle up; grab your popcorn and maybe throw on your favorite will wood jams because you are in one hell of a ride.
Your POV
My eyes flutter open; I swear they almost flew off like a damn butterfly. Doing a dramatic yawn, stretching my arms up. My eyes meet nothing but walls, not a demon in sight. God damn it, I'm bitchless again. I roll off the couch, making an exquisite thud when my face greets the floor with a bonjour.
Ink demon: So are you just going to sniff the floor, or are you going to get up?
I hear the cough drop demanding voice, calling thou name. My eyes yearn to look at the sexy man; instead, I decide to be a jackass.
Y/N: I don't know; I think I'm picking up a whiff of ink mixed with some ink and maybe just; maybe some citrus.
A big ass hand wrapped around my ankle, pulling me up. A grin plastered my face as I looked at the glare.
God, I love fucking with this guy (take this as you will)
He drops me, and my head makes a clunk with the floor. I wish there had been carpet in here not going to lie. He starts to walk out, and I pursue after him.
I decided to ask the question.
Y/N: How do we get out of this studio? A little hope lingered in my voice.
He stops walking, yet as I am right behind him; I collide hard with his boney ass. I wasn't expecting dessert this early.
Ink Demon: You can't.
He continues the walk after saying that. I stayed still for a moment before rushing after him again.
Y/N: What do you mean I can't?!
Ink Demon; You're a husk of what you used to be; this world isn't real. If anything, think of it as purgatory; your soul is in a looping nightmare. You are not even supposed to be here. The loop was supposed to end a long time ago. I don't know why it's still going.
Sadness washes over me as I question my existence. Sucking it up and forcing my feelings aside, I throw a flirt.
(I fucking love a delicious foreshadowing - your favorite author)
Y/N: Well, it's not hell if I get to spend it with your sexy ass. *winky face*
Ink Demon: Not too bad yourself, darling~
Feeling my face heat up; thank god he was in front of me. I could feel his grin from back here. Satisfied at my silent reaction knowing he didn't have to look back to see my red face.
Shaking my "totally," not dirty thoughts, I look at what's ahead. It seems we've made it to a sewer. Surprisingly all I smell is ink. I look around a bit but still move somewhat close to the demon. My eyes land on a small alarm clock, shifting towards curiosity rises.
My index finger gently grazes it for a millisecond as everything goes black.
Suddenly I hear it *insert clock sound here* I jolt up in a bed.
Y/N: SHIT! IM GOING TO BE LATE FOR MY FIRST DAY OF WORK!
I rushingly throw on some clothes, brush my teeth, and put a piece of toast in my mouth like those anime girls. Opening the door for my first day at joey drew studios. But when I walk through, it's nothing but a void, but I hear it again *insert clock sound here*.
This time I wake up in the piss and inky world again, on the ground, and under something, more like someone.
Ink Demon; Are you dead yet? Can I eat you?
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Ink Demon x Reader (BATDR)
FanfictionHere is my ink demon x reader because currently at the time of making this the community has lacked in making this stuff including art so instead of waiting for others to do it I've token it into my own hands to make one myself. In summery you are s...
