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As a criminal, people think any punishment would do in the name of justice. But this? This? Jackson finds a bit too much and while he has done bad things—theft, identity fraud, vandalism, and more—He wants to make it very much clear that it was done under his name and that he was too busy trying to figure out whether or not he’d passed Ms. Simmon’s pop quiz.

What he’s trying to say is that the government selling out an innocent person like him to a demon is overboard. Can they at least try to make an attempt to think it over? Have the idea that maybe that they got the wrong person? But then again, the government has been acting rather odd with how quickly criminals go vanish after a day of capture.

So when Jackson feels as though he’s sinking into the solid flooring with the demon dragging him down; the governing officials of the world’s “safest” country watches.

And just like that, his story should have ended: working endlessly in the pits of hell with flames engulfing his body. Tortured for days with no end and never knowing when he’ll find salvation.

So excuse his language when he screams, “What the fuck!” upon being introduced to this new world. Forget about rocky and fiery mountains that people would say constantly. This shit is basically the modern world, the human world. There’s demons and humans walking the sidewalks, fiery cars driving the streets, and holy shit Jackson does not believe this is real. The two of them now standing on hell’s sidewalks while Jackson processes everything. The sky is red, humans and demons are quite comfortable with one another, the smell of coffee is strong as a demon walks by, and so much more.

By his side, the demon that had taken him, goes to give his proper greetings.

“Apologies for the rather rude first meeting, our boss told us to act like that. He says it’s to make the assholes that only know how to suck dick to believe you’ll die,” The demon coughs out, acting embarrassed with how he introduced himself barely ten minutes ago. The same demon that had cackled and roared flames and demanded for Jackson’s soul.

And what does Jackson do? He gives one of the most incredulous looks to the creature. His boss? Satan? Satan had told this demon to act like that?

“My name is a bit difficult for humans so um, uh,” the demon glances around, certainly lost in thinking of whatever name. “Charlie! Yes, Charlie, you can call me Charlie.”

Once again, Jackson gives another look at the demon that took him before groaning into the palms of his hands. In a span of a day, Jackson is now in hell with a demon that doesn’t act like the demons in stories.

“I… Aren’t I supposed to be, y’know, working? I thought hell was labor and not…” Jackson makes a gesture towards one of the tallest buildings that reach the red sky. Charlie nods slowly, clearly not following through.

“I didn’t know humans would be such hardworking creatures…” Charlie mumbled, “Apologies for not offering you a job, I can ask around for any open jobs. What can you do?”

“NO! I mean aren’t humans supposed to be tortured by demons? Repeatedly doing labor?” Jackson yells once more, drawing dome attention to him and Charlie before they move on. Almost as though the scene isn’t new and follows through common routine.

“Ah,” Charlie’s eyes brighten just slightly when finally understanding. “My boss told us to quit the act, he says something about befriending mortals. Says something along the lines about having mortals get revenge on the world!”

And what the fuck? Charlie gives a proud smile in accomplishing a simple task of answering a question, and just like that, Jackson knew.

This demon is new to the business, and Jackson thinks that if he ends his life right now, maybe he’ll be transported to hell and not this land.

A/N: Dunno how to tag this so um yeah! If interested in wanting me to write whatever idea, go tell me? I want to practice writing and stuff so that’s that.

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Prompts

- Izuku would visit a cemetery regularly to talk about his problems and such. Unknowingly, he grabs the attention of the spirits wandering the cemetery, who want to make the young boy’s dreams come true. (BNHA)

- When the world is left in ruins and the Black Order has collapsed with his friends dead. Allen was given another chance by his innocence to go back in time and change the ending. Though, he should start off by escaping the circus before he can start making changes. (D.Gray-Man)

- With Winter, there comes snow, and with snow, you get a blizzard. Allen and Kanda are stuck in a cabin together when a blizzard strikes just after they’ve completed their mission. A perfect time to talk about feelings and getting to know each other. (D.Gray-Man)

- There’s a circus that wanders place to place. The excitement and magic that flows inside the tent has people wanting more. A clown and a knife thrower has stolen the hearts of many. Forget about All Might, Izuku found his new idols. (D.Gray-Man x BNHA)

- Instead of worthless Tsuna, people called him crazy Tsuna. Most likely for the fact that he said there was a monster stalking Kyoko. He was only telling the truth, it’s claws gleamed in the sun as it followed her every move. But he guesses it’s ok, only his mama and himself can see them and help them. (Katekyo Hitman Reborn)

- When Lavi had pointed out a painting of a stranger had looked awfully similar to Allen. He may have just started a investigation onto why his friend and the guy look similar. Along with why his other friends, including himself, look similar to the statues in the museum. (D.Gray-Man)

- Izuku has a quirk and he hates it with his entirety of his body. His quirk requires attention, as in the whole nation watching him for his quirk to activate. Maybe he’ll just forget being a hero and work in a café instead. (BNHA)

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If you find this post, I’ll honestly be surprised.

But anyways, I wanna write a victuuri fic but I haven’t gotten the time. So I was wondering for all the writers out there to write this story idea if you can.

I was wondering if you writers can write a spirit!yuuri fic. Like, Yuuri died in some kind of accident and somehow got stuck following Victor around since he wished to be with Victor or something. Also, if you can, make vicchan live please. The rest is up for you to do since I’m interested on how it will turn out.