Blitzøxreader Stories

Every one in hell is a peice of crap. Some people just look hot while doing it Blitzø x fem reader

This story will contain imagines, preferences, headcanons.

(TW-DRUGS, SH, LEMON, NON-CON) After a mysterious death, (Y/N) finds themselves in hell, working for a company of hired killers, trying to piece together how they died by going back to the world of the living for answers. There's just one thing. What happens when a sinner starts collecting souls? Side note, I don't own any of the characters used (obviously) or the cover (found it on google) and sorry in advance if I don't follow their EXACT personalities or lore. I'm too lazy to look up the lore, and I'm making this for my dark fantasies. Nonetheless, enjoy! ^w^