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ok...hear me out

Striker with a s/o that's like Maddy Perez from Euphoria. like the almost constant fighting, cussing people out, putting people in their place, etc.

thank youuuuuu!

Y’all this request is so good, I came back for it. I love Maddy Perez!

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cw: violence, some smut, some swears, minors dni under the cut.

More than entertaining, he would love that, although he loves being possessive! He likes his ladies, men, or people with some spice to them.

Even better if bastards deserve it… He likes someone that can BE on his level. Otherwise, there’s no fun. No intrigue.

He enjoys someone hard to get, especially if they know who they are.

At this point, he’s known you to the point where he can tell you’re going to beat someone’s ass.

The pulling your hair back into a ponytail, taking off jewelry or nails, any pointing and snapping. He knows your tone differences too, there’s a difference between-

“Bitch are you better be joking,” to “you fucking bitch-!”

He may not always appear to like it, he enjoys watching drama as an outsider. As long as you can handle it and not bring him into it, he’s happy as can be.

He also enjoys how you can fight for yourself, makes his nerves a lot better and if anything happened to you. He knows you definitely put a bruise or a scratch on the bastard.

Knowing you like jewelry, he likes to gift you things from his hit jobs, jewels, rings, or whatever fancy shit they had.

He hates royalty, but all those western movies taught him to treat his beloved like one.

It also helps, because if he can go off and kill- he can expect you to be able to wrangle down a hell beast for dinner.

Although, problem is, when you two argue- you two are both stubborn and do NOT back down until later on.

Since you get into fights often, he lends you one of his guns in case shit gets too bad to handle.

He likes to learn about what gets you so pissed off, what makes you light up?

Although he likes to stay outta drama, he’s not afraid to shoot down and loot an ex’s body. Call it extra target practice…

Because of your nature, he’s unlikely to go ‘soft’ on you during games (example being the pain games)

Minors DNI

He even enjoys sex with a challenge, play hard to get- make it difficult he would love it.

Although he usually wins, it’s the struggle that gets him turned on even more.

In Euphoria too, tell him he’s your first time regardless and he’s swooning. It makes him hella prideful.

He likes washing off your kiss marks from his body, it makes him wanna go again.

You two often use sex as a vent, not about each other, but if somethings pissing you off. It’s a good stress reliever, gets your mind right off it.

He might use his rope on occasion if you still refuse to give up.

Of course, there’s nights where it’s slow and vanilla, more romantic. He still loves you at the end of the day.

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What happens if you touch Striker's tail spikes?

His tail feels like a shark’s scales, like sandpaper, his spikes feel that same way horns would. If you touched them, he’d shiver.

Do NOT pull it though, he will not be happy.

His tail is apart of the spine, albeit not part of the spinal cord it is still rather irritable for him.

He’ll let you touch it if he’s trusting you, if not, he’ll beat your ass.

It’s a strong tail, if you surprise him by touching it- he can willingly wrap his tail around your arm and flick you.

He wraps his tail around (either your own tail) your leg, especially in bed.

His tails spikes are not retractable, too thick and hard (ayo)for it to be.

If in desperate times, he uses his tail as a lasso.

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Guess who’s back y’all

After a god knows long break I finally am back, ready to post content and also- I realized why I got so burnt out, I felt like I couldn’t’t create anything besides requests so I’ll try to focus on making more original than requests.

It might sound disappointing, but for my own sake it’ll make me more eager to write!

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I WILL write anything NSFW (smut, violence, etc.) but if I do not feel comfortable with a request I WILL NOT write it!

As of now, I write for these Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss Characters:

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Blitzø | Stolas | Blitzø & Stolas (who's caught up? lmao *tears streaming my face*)

Striker

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Charlie & Vaggie

Angeldust

Millie & Moxxie

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What do you think of Striker x Nifty?

If it’s one sided, like Nifty simping for Striker- I can see it, but if it’s mutual…

I’m sorry, I can’t do it chat- I can’t see the vision 😭😭

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What if we sent Nifty to go after Crimson?

She’d probably in all honesty, would like him because he’s a ‘bad boy’

Why? Because she liked Sir Pentious even though he almost blew her up, and the hotel- she also likes Valentino.

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What do you think of crocodile Striker?

https://www.tumblr.com/umnokorito/734190318322352129/gator-striker-btw-if-u-even-care?source=share

We needa kiss rn, that's my thoughts- me, him, under the mistletoe rn!!!! Also- I love Striker fanart that just makes him more than a twink, god! I love them so much, he would have that beefiness, ya know??

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What if Striker tries to wrestle with reader then things get interesting when he pins them down which causes reader to moan?

During your common wrestling match, you made a mistake. A mistake he'll never let you live down. Weapons were not allowed, it was only fists, which was fine with you- as a fighter yourself, you were all up for the challenge. It was going well, you were up there with him- on his same level and speed. A punch to the jaw, a kick to the stomach, jabs all back and forth between you two. You clocked him in the face which he had a loud groan of pain in response to, he growled and took your hands pinning you to the wall. He was going to chuckle, to taunt you for losing- until he heard a moan. "..." "..." Usually this makes him very uncomfortable, but for you to do it... "Darlin', what the FUCK are ya' into?" He smirked. He wrapped his tail around your legs with his legs around your waist as he sat on top of you. "Ya' coulda just said ya' wanted somethin' more than justa tussel suga'..." He winked.

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okay but striker x female ars goetia? Must be some spicy dynamic

STRIKER X GOETIA! READER - Striker admittedly is very prideful, that without a doubt- so, if you ever called him out on his hypocrisy. He'd be pretty spiteful for a while. - Your dynamic with him with heavily depend on your background, the less wealthy you are- the better it may flourish. - He'd prefer someone who is like him, but not exhaustingly above him. - So, if you can relate and help his cause- darling you're in for a treat. - He'd see you more as a powerful ally, instead of damage to his ego. - However, if you are from a rich background- He may use you. - He's not above it. - But the more time you two spend together, the more he becomes fond- the more attached he gets, and the more admirable he is of you. - He may ghost you on occasion, not show up to meetings with you out of shame and disdain for this. - He'll bury his feelings down deep and down under, he won't even think twice about it. - A relationship with a powerful and wealthy goetia, is doomed for failure and- highly unlikely to flourish. - Because one, he'd probably use you, two, at most affection you're gonna get is through drunken rambling and passionate nights together.

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Sleeping with Striker H/C’s!!

(A/N) sorry y’all been hella busy

Striker… Sorry, but he’s a pretty difficult man to sleep with.

He hogs covers and comes in at ungodly hours of the night after hits.

It’ll grow some getting used to- but he’ll slither right beside you and cuddle up.

His tail spikes have hooked / pierced the comforter before- rare occasion it’s whipped off the bed

If it makes you feel better- he’ll cling onto you tighter for warmth in his sleep.

He loves ya’ but his sleep schedule is terrible

He’s used to staying up late or taking all-nighters, so it’s rare to sleep with him at the same time.

Even on free days

He doesn’t talk in his sleep, but he does let out a grumbling growl while he snoozes.

On exhausted nights- his snores turn loud as fuck 💀

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yooo have you got any theories on striker's past?? so far the common ones are;

1. his family business got violently gentrified out of existence by royalty ( peep his décor in western energy ), likely a burned village situation but it could also have been some uchiha type massacre with striker as the only survivor

2. he used to have a royal lover or/and veeerry close friend or/and partner in crime whom he crossed and was subsequently punished by ( so we'd have the dubious stolitz, the healthy fizzarozzie and the unarguably abusive striker x whatever royal bitch )

3. he's the bastard offspring of a goetia - possibly earl botis if we had to pick from the lesser key - who either discarded him or attempted to "remove" him from the picture ( not my fave ever since we found out snake demons are indeed a thing )

personally, i'd bet on him once having had a royal master he trusted or was subservient to, as his lil outburst with fizz in the cage seems a tad......... personal. almost as if striker had to personally deal with someone who rubbed it in his face that his species made him inferior 🤔

thots???

I believe it’s more to the first one, it’s already confirmed he’s some sort or Greed Snake especially with the hypnotic eyes.

And alongside his decor, it fits him- i

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Hi, hope I’m not bothering you, but if you maybe had any free time could I get some fluff with Freddy Krueger and a depressed and insomniac reader? Like what he would say to comfort them, how he might try and help, or how he might try and cheer them up? Words of affirmation are a big plus also, but not required, hope I’m not bothering you ok sorry bye

With him it’s more likely it’ll be through actions and comedy, he’s not a romantic-lovey dovey talking guy- never was.

Hell he probably despised listening to Romeo and Juliet in ELA class- anyways-

It doesn’t mean he won’t try- even he as a demon of dreams needs communication. The only sentient being he doesn’t want to kill is upset? Fuck no.

He possess someone on melatonin pills, makes em’ drop em’ off at your place then off’s them off-screen.

The pill bottle had a ‘from freddy’ with a sliced up heart next to it.

How sweet.

After then, he expected you to sleep and be fine- which you did.

When you came to his dreams, seeming sad and disinterested, he tried making you feel better with his charms.

He tried joking with you but you didn’t seem in the mood, he put his hat on you but you seemed annoyed.

He sighed, resorting to the last thing he can do- which is “✨comfort✨”

He asked you what’s wrong, and if it was something relating to a person- he’d tell you ‘fuck em’ don’t expect them to be there tomorrow babes’

If it wasn’t, he’d offer straight up bringing you to the dream world somehow. Live your dream life, literally, be his Tiffany.

How you react is up to you- but, that’s how I imagine he’d try to respond.

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“I love you…”

Content: Angst, no fluff. Also gender neutral reader!

Summary: Sometimes, love can be bittersweet. (Y/N) learns that firsthand.

Spoilers for S2 finale!!

‘I love you’ were words that filled you with joy, the smile and the fleeting feeling of your blood rushing through your cheeks.

To see his smile, his cheekbones adjust with his big grin as he held you close. Interlocked hands sealing the close knit bond. It was clear you both were dear to wach other’s hearts.

“I love you Loki,” you said your voice soft and low for only him to hear.

You two were on the balcony of his room in Asgard long ago, up when even the gods and the mighty slept.

He chuckled kissing your cheek, “I love you too my dear.” He said with a smile.

You were oh so close to him, throughout it all. No matter what he did- what chaos, destruction, or shame he brought upon himself or others you always stayed.

From when he tried to take over the mortal realm to when he faked his death.

You held his hand in pride.

Even when he dragged you into the tomfoolery of the TVA on accident, he used a tempad to see you. Even with Mobius yelling after him, running at some point to catch him.

Loki hugged you, embracing you tightly and close to his chest with a kiss so tender and loving it made your heart whirl.

“I love you,” he said with a smile on his face again.

“I love you too.” You responded quickly, even though you had to deal with Mobius right after.

But he hopped through time to see you, one last time, one more time.

You were stroking his hair gently through your fingers, as he was lying on your lap at the end of time. Your beautiful face, every part of your body he loved.

Every edge, every line, how your face contours. He put a hand on your cheek, his eyes began to water as he realized his resolve.

-

“I love you.” He said with a frown and tears dripping down.

“I love you so much more than you could ever know… It will be my greatest regret to never be able to marry you. But now, you’ll be able to never worry on living another day to marry…”

You were speechless as you tried slamming or banging the door open, searching for a way to open the door.

“I know what kind of god I need to be, for you… For all of us.” He smiled, ever so bittersweetly as he walked out to brave the loom.

You were in shock, your body could not move- it shut down completely your legs hitting the floor and your eyes watering and pouring like a faucet.

Even after when it was all over and the deed was done, being brought back to New Asgard.

You cried to yourself shutting yourself in and weeping, mourning the love you still have. But will never see again.

Loki saw your pain through Yggdrasil, he shed a tear, he never wanted to put you through that much pain. He wanted to make you grin, laugh, and dance. He felt awful, but it was either this or never you having the chance to laugh again.

And that is something he could’ve never risked.

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Día de los Muertos (Day of Death) - Striker x Mexican Catrina Reader! 🌼🌹💀

POV: You invited your boyfriend, Striker, to the Día de Muertos celebration with your family. Striker doesn't know much about the holiday, luckily you were there to help him.

"So you're saying you don't celebrate Halloween, darlin'?"

"No, mi amor, I celebrate "El Día de Muertos" with my family."

"The what?"

"The Day of the Dead, as they usually call them on this side of Wrath."

"Oh yeah, The Day of Death, I've heard of that. Is it the day where they dress up like skeletons?"

"Those are called the catrinas and the catrines, mi amor."

Striker looked at you a little confused, to which you just laughed, you had invited your boyfriend to celebrate the "Day of the Dead" with your family. Your grandma was preparing the food together with your aunts and your mom, your dad was preparing the altar with your uncle, your younger siblings were playing while painting their faces like skulls and you and your siblings close to your age were decorating your home. Around him, more people came to see the wonderful altar that you and your family had made together.

Striker, although he had accepted your invitation to spend the night with you and your family, he was still confused about the holiday, he knew of its existence but did not understand the great background behind it.

Luckily you were there to help him.

"What do you want to know about "El Día de los Muertos", mi amor?" .- You said caressing Striker's cheek, which made him rattle his tail like a rattlesnake and laugh a little, you knew how to make your boyfriend happy when he was disconcerted.

"Well, sugarcube, I'd like to know what exactly you're celebrating? And why are you celebrating death?"

"You know what? I think I'd better show you! Come on, Striker! Do you want to see my family altars?" .- You took your boyfriend's hand and your eyes lit up like stars.

"I'd love to, darlin'. Besides, I can't say 'no' to your pretty face."

"Okay let's go!"

You led Striker running out of your house and took him to where your father and uncle were, they greeted you and your boyfriend, you told them that you were going to show Striker your family altar. To which your dad, a little distrustful of Striker, admitted that he doubted your idea, but in the end you convinced him to give in so your dad and your uncle left for a moment; although your father gave Striker a questioning look and made him adjust his hat a little nervously but you comforted him by taking his hand.

"Look, Striker, this is the tradition of the Día de los Muertos, the altar; here we place a photo of our relatives who have passed away and on this day it feels like they come to visit us. Because as long as we remember them, they will continue to live on our hearts!" .- You put your hand to your heart while you continued explaining.

"In addition to the photos, we place candles to light the way of their arrival, we put the cempasúchil flower..."

"The flower of what...?" .- Striker interrupted you, confused about the Spanish name of the flower, to which you just laughed.

"It's the marigold flower, Striker!"

"Oh, good. Go on, darlin'."

"The name of this flower means "twenty flowers" or "several flowers." Its yellow color made our ancestors associate it with the sun. That is why they always placed them in their offerings!" .- You explained, putting a cempasúchil flower in your hair and smiled. Now Striker had no doubt that you were a radiant sunshine in his eyes.

"We also place typical food of the festival such as bread of the dead, tamales, hot chocolate, candy skulls and the favorite food of the beloved one who has the altar. For example, my grandpa loved my grandma's enchiladas, that's why they're here! So you better not try to eat anything!" .- When you looked towards Striker, he was already about to take one of the snacks from the offering. His snake-like appetite may have gotten the better of him but you weren't going to allow him to eat anything.

"Striker!" .- Your hand slapped Striker's hand who was about to steal a candy skull.

"What? We can't waste food!"

"It's not wasted food if it's for those who come to visit us! Plus if you're hungry we can go eat, I'm sure my grandma already has the food ready."

And said and done, your grandma called everyone to eat, with this you indicated Striker to follow you to the dining room of your house. So when they entered, the table was full of delicious food, which included pozole (a broth seasoned with vegetables such as corn, chili and meat), mole (a sauce that is a combination of several types of sauces seasoned with chili peppers and spices), and tamales (food made from corn, filled with various ingredients, cooked in a package of vegetable leaves).

"Hey darlin'?"

"Si, mi amor?"

"Are you sure your family isn't from Gluttony, instead of Wrath?"

"Why do you ask, mi vida?"

"Because I see that you and your family eat a lot, and you have also served me a lot of food." .- Striker said, satisfied with his food but that he still had not been able to finish his plate. To which you just laughed.

"And wait until you eat the bread of the dead with the atole, mi amor."

"IS THERE STILL MORE?"

"Ay mijo, you are so thin, you should eat more!" .- This time your grandma spoke, serving Striker more pozole, which made him throw his head back, although she thanked your grandma for this. You just laughed softly.

"If you're not from Gluttony, then you must have like three stomachs, right?"

"Yeah, something like that." .- You said enjoying your food while your family also ate theirs. Although Striker still couldn't stop looking at the huge appetite your family had, he had seen many Wrath imps be hungry, but you and your family were on another level.

However, Striker did not mind this trait of you or your family, on the contrary he was grateful that your family was very warm to him (perhaps with the exception of your father) since they let him be there as part of one of them, He also felt that this had been one of the best meals he had had in a long time. There were days when he would only eat a can of beans or instant noodles for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and now having an entire feast with you and your family was something that had warmed his heart as well as his stomach.

So Striker took advantage of the fact that no one was looking to hold your hand under the table, which made your cheeks turn pink, and you also held his hand while they ate.

Later, when they finished eating, it was already starting to get dark and you told Striker to take care of your little brothers while you waited in the living room. Clearly the rattlesnake demon was quick to protest.

"Hey, I'm not gonna-!"

"Do it!" .- You gave Striker an angry look and how he already knew that if he didn't obey you it would end up with him sleeping on the couch for a week or more.

"Fine." .- The rattlesnake demon said resignedly as he watched you climb the stairs of your house in the company of your sisters.

"Just wait until I finish getting ready. I won't be long!" .- You told Striker until you went up to the second floor of your house. But Striker knew that when you said that, it was actually going to take a long time, so he just resigned himself to taking care of your little brothers while he waited.

Which wasn't an easy task, Striker wasn't one to take care of children, but your little brothers were getting on his nerves. Since they started running around the room and even though the cowboy scolded them not to do it, they did it anyway and one of them stole his hat.

"Give that, you little one!" .- Striker said annoyed while only your little brother made fun of him by sticking out his tongue and putting on his hat even though it was too big for him.

The only one who didn't seem to cause Striker any problems was your little sister, who was the youngest of the family, barely being about two years old, as soon as she had found Striker's leg she clung to his. For a second Striker calmed down a little for the baby, he even carried her to his chest, everything was fine until the baby started crying.

Striker complained loudly, he swore that he would be careful not to have as many children with you, at least in the amount that your parents had. He really felt that time flew by when he was taking care of your little siblings, although he was able to retrieve the hat from him he still wasn't enjoying this and when he was close to catching one of them that's when he saw you coming down the stairs. stairs.

You were dressed as a catrina, where you had made up your face as if it were a skull, you combed your black hair in a braid and you were wearing a red dress with an opening on your right leg that was decorated with yellow flowers very similar to the cempasúchil flower that decorated your entire outfit. You were also wearing red shoes along with a red hat that matched your dress and was decorated with flowers and pink feathers.

Striker when he saw you, his tail stood on end and his eyes widened when he saw how beautiful you were, you had practically left him speechless by your beauty.

"Y/N! You look so pretty!" .- One of your little brothers said when he saw you.

"Gracias." .- You thanked your little brother as you went down the stairs and headed towards where Striker was.

"How do I look, mi amor?"

"You look like a real angel in hell, darlin'." .- As soon as you approached him, Striker had taken your hand to kiss it, to which you laughed.

"Gracias, mi amor." .- You smiled at your boyfriend, who now approached to kiss you, but you stopped him with your hands while you laughed.

"Eww!" .- Your little brothers said in chorus for the show of affection.

"Not in front of my little siblings, Striker!"

"Why not? They are not your dad."

Without warning your dad appeared and stared at you and your boyfriend, this made Striker eat his own words and with that he distanced himself from you. You reassured your father that everything was fine and with a lot of effort on your part, you managed to get your father to leave you alone, with this done you had fun with Striker for the rest of the night.

There was a moment when you returned to your grandpa's altar, there you noticed that Striker behaved differently than usual, so you asked him what was happening. To which he in response tipped his hat to you.

"Is something wrong, mi amor?"

"I... I'm very grateful to you and your family for showing me the "Día de Muertos" holiday, did I say that right?" .- He asked you, seeking your approval in the pronunciation of his Spanish.

"Yes, that's fine."

"Well, I also enjoyed how well your family treated me, the delicious food I ate, and seeing you more beautiful than ever." .- He said caressing your cheek to which you smiled and took the hand he was caressing you with.

"Oh, mi amor, I'm glad to know that you liked the celebration."

"And I want to show you somethin' too, darlin'." .- He removed his hand from your face to take out a somewhat neglected photo from his jacket pocket and showed it to you.

At first you couldn't tell who it was, it didn't look like anyone you'd ever met, until when you looked closer at the photo you noticed that it was a snake demon. She was a young woman, with a green scale and snake fangs but she had white hair, when she saw her eyes that were an intense yellowish green you immediately knew how much the woman looked like Striker.

"Striker, is that your…?"

"Yes, that's my ma'." .- Striker answered you before you finished asking.

You looked closer and compared her to Striker, the resemblance was undeniable, you were sure that if Striker was a full snake demon she would completely resemble his mother.

"Mi amor, I haven't seen your mother before, what happened to her?" .- You tried to sound as soft as possible, but you still couldn't stop Striker from lowering his gaze a little.

"She was murdered by royalty." - Striker said with some resentment in his voice.

"I'm so sorry, mi amor. I had no idea." .- You put one hand to your mouth and another to your heart surprised.

"It's okay, darlin'. I didn't want to tell you about my ma' before either, because I didn't think you were close to those deceased relativies until now." .- This time Striker sounded a little more understanding, leaving his resentment for royalty aside and he did something you hadn't seen him do before; he took off his signature red handkerchief and handed it to you.

"Striker, what are you doing-?"

"This used to be my ma's and she gave it to me when I became independent enough from her." .- Striker explained, adjusting his hat again while he looked at you.

"Listen, darlin'. Before I met you, I used to think that life was something to be taken for granted, and death was the only way to give value to a life. When I was in a near-death situation I would run away fearing for my life; but when I met you, you gave value to my life and taught me the purpose of this holiday, I remembered ma' and the good times I had with her." .- You noticed how your boyfriend's tone of voice had changed and it was the first time that he was vulnerable to you in this way and you were going to support him.

"Your mother is here, Striker. She will continue to live as long as you remember her in your heart, and when you remember her you will always feel the warmth of her, but it is similar to the love you feel when you are with your loved ones." .- You said, putting your hand on Striker's chest and smiling at him with your warmest smile while still holding the photo and his handkerchief in your other hand.

"Can you feel her?"

"I think… I can feel her."

You smiled as you silently handed Striker the photo of his mother and placed his handkerchief around his neck. The rattlesnake was nostalgic. This gesture had not worn his handkerchief like that since he was a child. It reminded him of his mother, you may not have been a snake demon like her but you still had the same love that she gave and you gave it to him as his lover.

Striker moved much closer to you and you gladly accepted it, moving closer until his lips were a few centimeters away.

"Can I-?"

"Yes, you can." .- It was your turn to interrupt your boyfriend so that you could give him a kiss on your lips and he gladly reciprocated while both of you put your tails together and your hats fell to the ground but that didn't matter to you now.

You had a "telenovela kiss" with Striker, like he was taken from a clip of a Hell-a-Novela episode with Gabriella kissing Alejandro. After the party you told Striker that next year you were going to prepare an altar for his mother and he couldn't but agree with that and even told you that he was going to help you do it as long as you told him how to do it. one.

Thanks to you he not only now had a new favorite holiday and now he could always honor the memory of his mother thanks to you.

[strikersexhaver]

La Isla Bonita - Striker x Singer! Reader

Tropical the island breeze

All of nature wild and free

This is where I long to be

La Isla Bonita

The sun would set so high

Ring through my ears and siting my eyes

Your Spanish Lullaby

La Isla Bonita - Madonna

You were definitely special, Striker had no doubt about it, when he heard you during the competition he was captivated by your melodious voice, even when you called him "snake". In fact that made him a little amused, because it was quite obvious that he was a hybrid, but even so Striker couldn't help but look at him even for a moment and when he saw you, he really became fascinated by you.

At first, you seemed to be a fairly normal imp, you had black hair and black horns with small white stripes, traits typical of females of the species. However, what differentiated you from the rest was that you had a curvy silhouette. The red dress you were wearing only highlighted your wide hips and hugged your waist. Also, your makeup and the roses you used to decorate your hair made you stand out a lot more than other girls and your natural beauty will stand out; and Striker knew from the first moment he saw you that you were very beautiful and that he had to conquer you.

"Vil víbora." He heard you say that phrase in Spanish that he couldn't understand but that he wanted to interpret as a kind of compliment.

Did you also speak Spanish? Every moment that passed he became more interested in you and it seemed like the feeling was mutual, Striker laughed internally as he saw how you tried to hide your blushing cheeks with your fan.

Do you really think he didn't notice your persistent gaze towards him throughout the competition? Maybe this was going to be much easier than he thought.

When he won the competition, (which clearly cheated) and claimed the prize from him. He turned his gaze to you and saw you cheering for his victory. Striker chuckled as he rattled his tail like a real rattlesnake and shared a look with you, he saw your pretty eyes get scared of him.

"Aw, you're too sweet for hell, sugarcube. But I'd still go after you." Striker thought to himself.

Before he could do anything he heard the voice of another man who saw that he called you and you ran towards him; He seemed to be your father, since you looked a lot like him and when you approached him, he heard you two start speaking in Spanish.

Striker watched you walk away with your father, and somewhat disappointed because he couldn't talk to you, he limited himself to going to the place where you saw the competition. That's how he found your red fan that was lying on the floor, he picked it up from the floor and cleaned the dust off it, with this he smiled through his teeth again.

Now he had an excuse to see you again and he would definitely go after you.

You've captured his attention after all.

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Striker really didn't expect to find you so quickly, he simply decided to attend the party he was invited to by one of the farmers who had worked with him recently. Striker wasn't exactly a party guy, but he wasn't going to turn down the opportunity to drink a beer and have a good time if he wanted to, so after the competition he went through it seemed like a good way to celebrate his victory.

But he didn't expect to see you.

As soon as he was welcomed at the party by his boss and his wife, that's when he saw that you were in the middle of the small improvised stage with a classical guitar in your hands and some mariachi musicians who seemed to accompany you. You were still wearing the red dress that accentuated your pronounced curves and beautiful figure so well, you put your black hair in a ponytail and you seemed to have more red roses since the last time Striker saw you.

"¿Cómo puede ser verdad?"

There was no doubt that it was you, he could recognize that beautiful Spanish accent of yours anywhere.

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro

Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song

A young girl with eyes like the desert

It all seems like yesterday, not far away.

When you started singing on stage, Striker had his eyes on you and only you, just like you did when you watched him in the competition. I knew you had a beautiful voice, but the fact that you were a singer was a real surprise that Striker didn't expect but that he somewhat admired about you.

It was no secret to anyone that he is also a music fan. He knew how to play the guitar, he sang and composed, but you just showed that you were at his level; that was saying a lot with the big ego that the rattlesnake demon had that made him stand above the others. That you made a good impression on him was surprising, like some kind of miracle.

Such was the amazement you gave Striker, that even his boss could notice how quickly you caught his attention, so he simply let out a laugh.

"So, do you like that girl, son?"

"Well, she really is a sweetheart, Hal. Do you know her?"

"That's my niece."

Striker momentarily stopped looking at you to narrow his confused eyes at Hal.

"She's your what?"

"Yes, she's my niece. She comes from Carmen's side of the family, they come from the other side of Wrath, and every so often we get together to spend quality time. But that always ends in big parties and my niece is the soul from the party."

Tropical the island breeze

All of nature wild and free

This is where I long to be

La Isla Bonita

And when the samba played

The sun would set so high

Ring through my ears and siting my eyes

Your Spanish Lullaby

Hal was not exaggerating when he said that you exuded dazzling energy and passion, you seemed like a bright light that shared its warmth to others beautifully, Striker cursed under his breath.

Not even Beelzebub could compete with you, darlin'

"And you already knew my niece, Striker?"

Hal's question caught Striker off guard, it's as if he had taken a bullet in his shoulder or at least that's how he felt it, but he tried to calm down a little to answer.

"I saw her during the competition today, she looks like she's from Wrath but I haven't seen her here before either. She's so…"

"Special?"

Striker was actually going to say "hot" but took Hal's answer as valid by nodding his head. To which Hal just let out another laugh.

"I know what you're going through, son. I also felt the same way about Carmen when I met her, an attractive and charming woman, from the other side of Wrath but who seemed as if she were the last drop of dew in the desert; but her love It burns as hot as the hottest flames of hell."

I fell in love with San Pedro

Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me.

You threw one of the roses from your hair into the crowd, who fought over the rose like wild animals fighting over food, but you didn't care about that as you tentatively approached a boy in the front row to whisper in his ear.

Te dijo te amo

Although you whispered it, everyone heard you, the guy in question fainted, while all the men in the crowd, upon seeing this, decided to attack the imp that you paid attention to. Striker didn't blame them, he would do the same thing if he were in that place, he still could do it, maybe tonight he could shoot a couple of heads off. A young lady as beautiful as you couldn't settle for just any imp, no, you deserved a man who could protect you and he could easily fill that position.

He had to make you his.

I want to be where the sun warms the sky

When it's time for siesta! You can watch them go by.

Beautiful faces, no cares in this world.

Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy…

Striker stared at you and it seemed like you noticed his snake stare because you stopped for a moment, again he could see in your beautiful eyes how nervous you got so soon when you saw him, Striker let out a small laugh at this.

Loves a girl

Striker loved the effect he had on you, it would be so easy to go after you, he couldn't wait for the moment when he could talk to you and finally win you over. So as soon as you finished singing your performance, Striker was already behind you, until he was stopped by Hal.

"So, I guess you're going after my niece, right Striker?"

"There is a problem with that?"

"Not at all, son, I can understand why she captured your attention so much. I only warn you one thing, girls like her are very difficult to conquer, I tell you from my own experience; I had to do a lot for Carmen to even accept me on the first date." Believe me when I tell you that it is much easier to kill a hellish pig than to be with one of them."

"Please, Hal, I don't think she's that difficult."

"I'm just telling you to prepare yourself, son. This could be one of the most difficult duels you've ever had."

Striker simply rolled his eyes to the side and walked in your direction before he was interrupted by Hal again.

"Please, Striker, be good to my niece. She really is a good girl."

The rattlesnake demon hesitated for a moment but in the end, he gave a sigh and raised his hat in respect, he was lucky that Hal is a good man to do that.

In the end, Striker walked over to where you were, who seemed to be talking to the musicians who accompanied you in your performance, and waited until they left to talk to you.

You and him could probably make a wonderful duet together.