Oh wow, I’m so flattered lmao. Sure man, why not? Keep in mind this hasn’t been edited. Literally just finished this a few hours ago: (This is the Demon and Angel AU prompt!)

I was in a daze, everything was too bright for my vision to settle.

“Am I…in hell?” I wondered out loud.

If so, I wouldn’t be surprised. I had done a lot of regretful things after the accident, all of which I wasn’t proud of.

I suddenly felt claustrophobic. It didn’t help that I was having trouble getting air into my lungs. What made me feel most nervous was the fact that I had no gut instinct about this place. I didn’t know what to do, where to go, or what to think and feel.

I was lost.

“Not yet, you’re not,” a smooth voice spoke amongst the spoke, emitting a chuckle that reminded me of the sound of glass cracking. It also had a very thick French accent.

“This isn’t hell, we still have to judge your soul. Although, seeing how your purgatory manifested, it is very likely that you will end up in hell, you naughty, boy, you,” it teased.

“Who are you?!” I shouted. “Show yourself!”

“But of course.” A man wearing denim jeans and no shirt popped into view. He had shoulder length blond curls, sapphire eyes that sometimes flickered red depending on the angle you were looking at him from, and a thin, pale, and muscularly-sculpted body. A wiry red pointed tail poked out of his – or should I say its? – pants, curling so that it didn’t touch the molten ground.

“Bonjour, mon petit, don’t you look delectable?” the demon mused. “Lovino Vargas, you’ve been quite the brat, haven’t you? Handsome, non! More like a vixen; a forbidden fruit tainted with self-doubt and insecurity. I can’t wait to have my chance to devour you, to cherish every inch of your pathetically hopeless soul.”