Witchy Ways (Antisepticeye x reader)

I'm In Your Dreams

I was walking down a dirt path in the middle of the woods. I came upon a river and crossed the fallen tree that lay across the water. I see a small cove and enter.

That's where I see him sitting upon the rock inside, over looking the cliff down below.

"What are you doing here?" I ask unamused.

"Enjoying the view." He smirked looking me up and down.

Of course he'd spew out an innuendo like that.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"I'm asleep, I created this place. Why are you here?" I ask again slightly frustrated. He stood up and walked to me.

"Because love, I'm in your dreams. I've always been in the background, hiding, waiting." He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "Until now."

"Tell me why." I bluntly spoke.

He chuckled and began to circle me, "Why? Why? Because you fascinate me. You've been alive longer then I have and it intrigues me." He almost growled the word stopping in his tracks in front of me.

"You are merely a mortal, and yet, you're still breathing."

"Yes." I spoke.

"How?" He narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"A spell. You didn't catch that I'm a witch?" I spat in a wasn't it obvious you dumbass kind of way.

"Yes, yes, I gathered that. I wish to know the spell. What is the ritual for immortality?" He grumbled.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I said.

He grabbed me and pinned me against the wall, much like I'd done to him earlier. With his hand wrapped around my throat, though it wasn't very tight. He brought his lips to my ear.

"Tell me, witch. Tell me the ritual!" He thinks he's phasing me. How cute.

"Do you not remember that we are in my head?" I smirk. He looks at me in horror as the scenery around us suddenly changes to that of a run down shed in my back yard.

He's stuck in a sigil. I walk out of the circle as he stares at me in utter terror.

"But-you can't-its not possible." He stuttered.

"It is when you've been alive as long as I have." I chuckle and walk into my room. I look at myself sleeping and I wake up.

I get out of bed and put on some clothes. I walk out to my shed. It's very early in the morning, the sun just barely coming up over the horizon.

I step inside and see the demon. He just looks at me, unsure of what to say or do.

"Now, did I or did I not tell you to leave me alone?" I ask strolling over to a table with many different jars and knives on it. His eyes widen as he notices the table.

"Yo-you did."

"And what did you do?" I look at him.

"I didn't listen. I was only trying to avoid death. I'm under command of a higher up! I, I-" he was quickly trying to explain himself but I cut him off.

"The only thing in this world that you should be afraid of is me. Do you honestly think I care for why you came back? All I care about is that you did come back. So, we either do this the easy way or the hard way." I say picking up a knife with sigils carved into it.

"What will it be, love?" Slightly mocking him from earlier.

"The easy way." He quickly said.

"Good. I really didn't want to have to get dirty." I said setting the knife down.

"So, what's your name, and who's your boss?" I asked nonchalantly.

"I'm Antisepticeye, you may call me Anti for short. His name is Alastair."