The only thought that came through my head when I read that message was: What the hell?! No. I needed a word stronger than hell. What. The. Actual. FUCK.
At that point, I had just figured that my lack of sleep was making me imagine things. So I turned off my phone, plugged it in, and drifted off into dream-land.
The next morning, I woke up to more notifications from various apps. There were tons of DMs and comments congratulating me on my new relationship, including one from redsharksupdates. No wait, this wasn't a "congratulations" message. It was a follow-up to last night's message, which was, in fact, not a hallucination.
redsharksupdates: leaving me on read huh
Me: im sorry your message was just rlly confusing lol
redsharksupdates: I said what i said. Stay away from Ámbar, or else I'll make you.
redsharksupdates using capital letters outside of proper nouns? Wow, it really is serious.
Me: im gonna block you
redsharksupdates: no no no pls dont i was just joking
Me: oh wow. dropping the act so quickly huh
redsharksupdates: oop-
yea lol you got me
Me: thank god. you scared me for a bit there
redsharksupdates' perspective (and in case you're wondering, this is all in their head)
"That was a bad idea." I said out loud to myself. I needed to keep pretending to be Y/N's friend. If they blocked me, then people would start to get suspicious. Ámbar might get suspicious. I wouldn't want her to be suspicious of me.
I guess you could call me Ámbar's biggest fan. I know my account is a Red Sharks stan account as opposed to just an Ámbar stan account, but that's just the team that she's a part of. No one makes stan accounts for individual members of bands. You make an account for the whole band, even if you only really care about one of them.
You may not believe it, considering how nice I was to them, but from the start, I didn't like Y/N one bit. They gave off a horrible, horrible vibe. That of a Demon, in fact.
Not literally a demon. You see, there's a little voice in my head that I like to call the Judgment. Sometimes, the Judgment will see certain people and categorize them as Demons or Angels. Angels are sweet, innocent people who can do absolutely no wrong, whereas Demons are heartless monsters who seek to rid the world of everything that's good in it.
I don't really know what the Judgment's categorizations are based on, but they told me that they know everything about everyone, and that if they choose to categorize someone, it's for a reason, so I always believe what they say.
The Judgment has always kind of been in my head, but they didn't really become prevalent until around when I was sixteen.
And for the last two years, I haven't really had any problems with this power the Judgment has given me. It's normally just been that if someone is an Angel, I'll try to befriend them so that I can protect them. And if someone is a Demon, I'll avoid them like quicksand.
The Judgment told me that they chose me to inhabit as I am, apparently, The Protector of Angels and Destroyer of Demons. Their job is to tell me who are the Angels and who are the Demons (the people who the Judgment doesn't tell me are an Angel or a Demon are what I call Regular Humans, people with both qualities and flaws), and my job is, as the title describes, to protect the Angels (and Regular Humans) and destroy the Demons in order to protect them. They also said that their existence and my title must be kept a secret.
But here's the problem: Ámbar is an Angel, and Y/N is a Demon. This is the first time I've seen an Angel that I care about be tricked by a Demon into thinking that they are trustworthy. I have to do my job. I have to keep Y/N away from Ámbar. I have to.
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A Puff Of Purple Smoke (Ámbar Smith X Reader)
FanficY/N, in a time of great desperation, makes a wish for their favourite character, Ámbar Smith, to be real. But they didn't expect to fall in love with her... Will Y/N ever find out if Ámbar reciprocates their feelings? And if she does... What comes n...
