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sketchfanda · 3 months ago

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A Little Moxxie Love Party 3

Herron Hell: Brat Attack!!

It had cost her a good bit of cash, having to pay through the nose to get it from Joy but the resident halfpint short-stack brat known as Jenna Herron wasn’t too bothered by it. She was a reckless spender when it came to money anyway(lot of which wasn’t even hers, got to love simps especially when robbing them blind), and lot of the stuff the gothic satanic cousin was into was expensive but for what she paid her for? It was going to be so worth it as she stood in the room the Goth shared with that weeb streamer camgirl cousin Jacqui and made some last minute checks to see if it was all set up right because if so? She was going to have herself a whole lot of fun and she wouldn’t even have to pay her soul, talk about a steal of a deal!!

Call her a prideful little runt but she had to say, setting this up down to the last detail wasn’t too bad for an admitted bimbo like herself, as she lit the candles, right down the big one that’d act like her sort of hour glass timer and began to chant and there she had her designated demon boy toy. And in case you need reminding, yes it was Moxxie who as one can guess, was feeling some major lead recognising Joy’s room, only to be confused to find himself face to face with Jenna, literally and figuratively given their similar heights. Suffice to say he was puzzled while Jenna was warming an annoyed pout on her pretty little face. THIS was the best lay Joy ever had in her life?

Jenna:*Sighing as she decided to accept it, starts snapping her fingers and waste little time with this limpdick runt.*”Alright you demonic little simp, you know how this is, get out of the tacky penguin suit and lie on the bed so I can see what I’m working with…” *Seeing the imp just standing there and stare, the shortstack brat’s eye twitched at the idea she was dealing with hell’s equivalent of Forest Gump. Putting her hands on her trim, toned waist as she glared at God’s little gift to the women of Hell like he was brainless* “what’re you dear, dumb and blind and maybe a eunuch? I said we’re gonna fuck!! Don’t you know what to do with a woman unless she’s in a magazine or on a screen? Or did Joy just have you jerk off? You even need a better reason?!!”*Now for those of you wondering Jenna was a a little quick and harsh with the insults, this was a standard routine of hers to work and rile a guy up enough to hatefuck her and if this runt could satisfy Joy then he had to be packing….and growers really went all out when she’d got under their skin.*

Moxxie:*Simply gave Jenna a deadpan look like he usually had for Blitzo when he was being well…Blitzo, and it wasn’t like the shortstack bimbo’s barbs meant anything to him. Hell he used to hear worse from others, Loona especially before he tamed her and thrse days she was an absolute puppy around him.*”Look Miss, I do get what you mean and all but….I’m not really, interested in all honesty so I don’t know…I guess if I got to be here, maybe you can get Joy or something….oh god I actually want to spend time with Joy?!”*Moxxie seriously had to wonder if he did say that, was he really that disinterested in this pint sized Barbie doll? Jenna on the other hand was feeling absolutely livid, this guy didn’t want her company and her hatefuck routine wasn’t getting results…..until she noticed the wedding ring band in his finger.*

Jenna:*Armed with this clue, she thought fast and tried changing gears, now knowing she had a better possible target to try and work the imp into fucking her into next week.*”Well gee I guess you’re in no hurry to run back to your wife then huh? Unless she’s busy sucking off a delivery guy or maybe she’s as bad in bed as you are that even lesbos wouldn’t give her the time of day? ”*It seemed insulting Millie was finally getting a reaction out of Moxxie as the usually rational imp felt himself begin to lose his temper, Jenna was really pushing her luck and little did he know she was just getting started.*”But hey no accounting for taste right? Guess you two just work for each other, bet the day you were born the doctors. Us te wanted to slap your mama!!*Now of course before this point Moxxie might’ve been able to endure the shortstack brat’s barbs to a point given what he deals with from Blitzo but soon as she crossed the line and mentioned his dear departed, beloved mother, all rationality and reason went out The Window! The next thing Jenna knew, she was flying through the air, landing on her back, her clothes torn to pieces, and a naked Moxxie pinning her, eyes blazing red, and practically foaming at the mouth and it was at this point she knew, she fucked around and was about to find out.*”Hey now just a second! I-!!”

What follows was an intense hate-sex session so intense that Millie could sense a disturbance in the force, so to speak, as the wrath shortstack had a feeling someone had gone a flushed the wrong buttons on her man. Feeling very scaroused as her thighs became soaked with her nectar, a sensation that was plenty mutual among certain other ladies in the possum’s love life, making them wonder just who was the unfortunate butch to both pity and envy right now. While a certain smutmaker in lust felt his determination skyrocket in his personal quest to find and recruit who he felt was a future star in the making but back in the living world in the meantime? Jenna was finding her sex life flashing before her eyes, each and every cock she’s sucked, fucked and milked, every set of balls drained drier than the wallets she had jacked, every single girth and length from the BBCs who wanted to make her a queen of spades to others she couldn’t care to remember.

All of which and whom were all being put to shame because the big red Imp dick that was fucking her with the intent to destroy rocking her goddamn world!! The bimbo shortstack’s howls and moans filling the room along with the heavy thud and creaks of the bed springs as Moxxie was an erotic rabid animal, driven to put the naughty little slut in her place. Right off the bat, he had gone into pounding her in a mating press, balls deep and jackhammering away into that tight snatch as if ensuring her guts would be more messed up than the guy in the Operation game. Bending and folding the size queen brat like an accordion as she felt the most intense sex she never thought possible since the day she lost her virginity.

Now she was no stranger to positions like cowgirl, missionary or doggy style and with her size and height? Getting hauled around and thrown into being hoisted into something like the full nelson or pinned up against the wall wasn’t an unfamiliar sensation either but with Moxxie fucking her the way he was? Ooh the unreal sensation as that imp clung to her like a barnacle to the hull of a boat, his heavy crimson balls smacking her clit and her ass, the twin meat buns sporting handprints from the constant slaps he was giving them, thst is when they weren’t being occupied having themselves some squeezes of juicy bouncing shortstack tits. All the while her bimbo brain was drowning in pleasure, the words “breed me daddy!”running like a mantra all the while and to think, Moxxie was only getting started!!

Now of course being a Herron girl, there was no way Moxxie wasn’t going to fuck her face but she felt like she was going to suffocate on that demonic cock, her head hanging off the edge of the sure to be demolished bed as her Imp Daddy pounded her mouth and throat like they were pretty much an oral pussy. All in a 69 position of couse as Jenna found first hand that the imp REALLy knew how to eat a girl out, his mouth latched onto her crotch as his tongue slither and plunged deep into her olds. Christ on a stick, she could swear even a lesbian would want to give this a try if they even had to pick a dude!! If this was a dream, don’t wake her the fuck up because she had a feeling this wasn’t even getting to the best part!!

Seconds and Minutes passed into as many hours for as long as the ritual’s master candle burnt, Moxie showing no signs of slowing down his rabid hatefucking. As if driven to teach the bratty bitch a lesson and leaver her something or rather someone to remember him by, a fucked stupid expression on the bimbo’s face as he pinned her down in a prone bone position on the trashed, sweat and juice soaked bed. Strangling her with her own pigtails as makeshift nooses which really seemed to be a turn on for Jenna, hearts glowing in her eyes thinking if Hell had a guy like this, no wonder Joy was a satanist!! Better to rut in hell than to be play nun in heaven!!

When the ritual finally wore off and Moxxie was sent back, Millie ran to find him on the couch in an exhausted heap. Concerned as to what happened to her hubby to leave him in such a state like that one time he accidentally got drunk n Beelze-Juice. And rather turned on at the sight of his semi-relaxed, juiced soaked dick, which likely explained what that disturbance she had felt not too long ago. Suffice to say, once he had some r&r and a little extra hydration, Moxxie was going to have quite the details to share….

Meanwhile Jenna was left laying prone bone with her bubble butt in the air, her pussy and ass gushing with an overflow of Moxxie’s demonic baby batter. Twitching and laying as her booty stung with the delicious pain of the imp’s skilled little hands as Joy then entered the room in all her scary hit satanic goth glory. Surveying the erotic crime scene with approval as she breathed in that familiar scent of her much beloved and badly missed imp daddy, fingers scooping up some of the excess jizz as she licked and sucked the clean. The taste making her shudder with the delicious memories of that fateful encounter before she looked at her Barbie doll cousin with amusement.

Joy:”So was worth it?”*She quipped teasingly, earning a shame thumbs up and a hoarse “worth it.” The goth herron then the ritual instructions and items, gathering them up as she made her exit.* “You want another turn? Then you pay double next time.”*As she said this, she finds another one of her cousins with a stack of cash in hand, the wheels in her wicked head turning. At this rate..her little imp daddy might wind up becoming heir much wanted and needed family bull…*

~To be continued……~

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Herron Hell:The Handy Girl and The Farm Girl

The redhead sisters and spawns of the infamous Veronica Herron, the busty farmgirl Violet and her gear head machine sister Virginia currently found themselves with an unfortunate issue, that being the former’s milking machine broke down and the latter can’t fix it, leaving the two flummoxed as to what to do. Especially as no repair men around here knew how to fix one, after all who in the suburbs actually had a milking machine? Which of course left them without s means to ease Violet’s heavy milk tanks of their excess treasure until they get an idea of an instant stud they could try to get them out of this tricky situation. Which soon lead right to the duo carefully sneaking into Joy’s room and steal a certain ritual, instructions and all (written by the satanist goth in a way that even that slacker Jen could understand) a big risk, given how protective she was of her stuff and it being taken or handed without permission, but worth it they figured.

Thankfully, Joy was out of the house for now as the two followed the layout of the guide and proceeded to summon Moxxie, who going by the apron he had on had likely been working on something in his kitchen. Naturally the redhead Herrons had to resist the urge to squee, not having expected someone or something so cute to come out of Hell of all places, he even had a little bow tie!! Our resident sweet possum of course was equal parts annoyed and confused, this again? And why was he feeling a familiar sense of danger he felt he knew all too well?

Violet:”oh my goodness, just look it him and his suit, he’s like a little butler!!*The busty milktank Herron couldn’t help but squee as she grabbed and smooshed Moxxie’s freckled face, wanting to nuzzle and snuggle him in a manner akin to Janet and her plush toys. The imp blushing as he found himself close to those big boobs of hers, so round and firm. Barely contained within the strings of her denim outfit, looking ready to escape and flash him any moment. Their jiggling and bounce so hypnotic akin to a lava lamp…*

Virginia:*Shakes her head in amusement at her sister’s behaviour, admittedly she couldn’t blame her for reacting that way, this little fellow was a cutie. Before she decided to at least be merciful and give the imp some context for why he was here.*”Hey sorry about this little guy, out of the blue we know but the thing is, our milking machine has gone bust and Violet here we’ll…she sort of needs to lose some excess pressure, if you get my drift?”*The imp was blushing as he could gather what the gear head was implying, how could he not when Violet’s titanic tits were right in his face, looking ready to burst. On the one hand, this was a bit unorthodox but on the other, it wasn’t looking like he’d feel his dick would fall off from overuse this time again.*

It certainly helped that the girls seemed nicer than Joy, and he found himself rather enamoured with Violet’s country accent, it reminded him so much of Millie so what the hey, he agreed. And so our resident sweet possum found himself pumping Violet’s breasts as the Dixie babe whipped them out, all ready to go. Those firm, round jugs so warm and supple in his hands as seconds passed into minutes, the little imp stunned and slightly aroused as at least a baker’s dozen worth of buckets counting were filled, Virginia biting her lower lip as she watched on. She couldn’t help but find the moans her sister made so hot, wondering wha it’d feel like and Violet was certainly finding Moxxie’s hands delightful so it was small wonder the two Herron girls got so turned on that they couldn’t help but jump Moxxie, pouncing and assaulting him with kisses as their clothes went flying snd their hands got busy depriving him of his.

If they weren’t feeling horny before, naturally their libidos pretty much skyrocketed at laying their hands and eyes on Moxxie’s big red imp cock, that length and girth twitching with the promise of rutting them and filling them up with enough juice to ensure some buns in the oven. The imp soon feeling himself assaulted from head to toe with licks and issues, suddenly finding a mouth and faceful of Violet’s tires, his tongue being filled with warm, delicious breast milk. All the while she and Virginia stroked that red rocket of his before they soon began to assault it with a tandem blowjob, licking and kissing that cock. Violet adding some extra lubrication with a titfuck as her milk soaked and drowned that slicked up rod, ensuring it’d be nice snd ready to plow their tight little holes.

However as they were doing this, Moxxie was getting lost in a memory, of his first time with Millie in her parents’ barn, thanks to Violet’s accent and overall country farm girl vibe, and which wound up causing him to Millie’s name. The red headed sisters couldn’t help but feel angered by this as they overheard him, seriously here he was with the duo and he was thinking of some other woman?! Never let it be said that Herron girls, being the size queen bimbo sluts they were could be competitive as any bitches in heat during mating season could beproceed to go wild and get extremely aggressive and competitive. Something our sweet possum was about to find out and experience first hand as Violet and Virginia decided the time for foreplay was over, now was the time to make sweet, hot fucking rut!!

Violet:*Riding Moxxie cowgirl style, her fsrm girl booty bouncing and clapping as she held and hugged Moxxie’s cute little face to her tits. Ensuring he’d be smothered by her twin globes and drowning in her milk while Virginia had him fingering her gushing wet, sloppy pussy.* “Aaahn fuck yeah!! How this feel little man! Does Millie fuck you this food!? Buck me like I’m riding a rodeo bull you horny little bastard!!” *The milktank farm girl moaned with wanton lust as she continued to ride Moxxie’s shaft driven by the competitive urge to be the only name running through the imp’s mind. Just when the little guy wondered if third time was really the charm when dealing with Herron girls.

Virginia:”Oooh yeah you’re packing a V8 right here little man!! Make my motor run and howl!!”*The gear head grease monkey hollered passionately as she now had her turn, riding in reverse cowgirl with the imp having a fine view of her backside with that bubble butt jiggling and clapping on impact. That is when when Violet wasn’t making him suckle and drink from those big juicy tits of hers of course as she sat behind him. Hugging and holding his head between the warm marshmallow heaven that was her cleavage valley, making him feel this was what it was like to be in heaven and hell all at once. More so as Virginia’s pussy drowned his cock in her juices with those tight muscular walls aiming to milk those glorious imp balls of his.*

Moxxie soon found himself going through minutes into hours of an erotic montage with the redhead Herron sisters, going from taking them on one on one in turn to two on one especially. From having one ride him as the other sat on his face while they made out to taking one in missionary or doggy style as she ate her sister out, such being the case as he pounded Virginia from behind, his pelvis becoming soaked in her juices while she either lapped away at Violet’s pussy or suckled on her tits. The imp hitting Virginia’s key spots in such a way that soon as he came inside her, the gearhead howled as she orgasmed so intensely that she squirted causing him to fly from a geyser of her nectar. Moxxie pretty much ultimately knocked out as the stream launched him into a wall, landing in a deep crater with a spiderweb of cracks.

Violet:*At this point the ritual died as the master key candle gave out and Moxie leaves in a flash of sulfur with no doubt quite a few questions from a concerned Millie and some other lovely ladies of his. The redhead sisters surveying the damage of their crime scene as they shared an anxious, embarrassed look.*”Uhm, whoops, I think we went a little overboard there sis…..think the little feller will be okay?” *Sometime the duo had to remember, for some guys first time with them they could be intense. Especially when Virginia could erupt like a goddamn geyser.*

Virginia:”Oooh I’m sure he will be fine. Now we better fix this up before Joy catches us and finds out….”*But before the two can clean up the evidence, they are confronted by The satanic goth size queen herself in her scary hot glory, standing in the doorway brandishing a whip. Looking she truly came out of hell itself, her amber blood red eyes seeming to glow with ominous sadistic intent, which gave off dominatrix vibes on par with then famous Penny Burufine. It was at this point, the redhead duo knew….they fucked up.*

Joy:”You can give me the details later…for now, it’s time to remind you hitches….don’t go into my room and take my stuff without permission..”*Suffice to say, Violet and Virginia were going to find themselves quite sore and walking funny for a while. As well as having to pay Joy a late fee for their little stunt of course but it somewhat soothe her to know her imp daddy made his mark on another relative or two. Her sweet dreams that night filled with kinky dreams of her and her family being theirs short king’s devoted sex slaves while Moxxie recovered snd dreamt differently. Of drowning in a tidal wave storm of love nectar, so damn much….”

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Herron Hell:The Bubbly Princess and her Brawny Guardian

It was one of those occassions where Moxxie not only found himself with a little peace and quiet but also a chance for some sensual but still plenty kinky fun, case in point? Him, Millie, a couple of scented couples in their cosy love-nest and of course Verosika for some threesome fun, currently rocking her human disguise form for a little roleplay with her as a pretty young up and coming music star looking to sell her soul for fame and the imp couple as the wicked demons willing to oblige her for that price…as well as her body of course. There they were, him sitting on the couch, Millie beside him as they enjoyed the succubus popstar really playing her part just right, so seemingly naive and innocent yet clearly a slut just waiting to let loose. But of course leave to to Murphy’s law to come along like the announcing bag of dicks it was as a distinct flow began forming around Moxxie’s biodynamic, a telltale sign he was familiar with as it signified someone up in the living world was summoning him!!

Given the girls needed their Moxxie fix as they haven’t had it for weeks, Millie’s and Verosika grabbed onto him and get caught up in the summoning vortex along for the ride. Upon arrival, the trio found themselves in an odd bedroom with one side loaded with plush toys and the other with plenty of exercise and gym equipment before Moxxed was then hugged tightly by a squealing figure, his sweet little head smothered between a perky pair of tits before he found something familiar about that pheromonal scent. But upon looking the girl over and seeing some pictures on the mantle and walls, he started putting two and two together as he felt a distinct sense of dread….

??:”OMG you’re even cuter than I thought!! Ooh and you’re just adorable!!”*She does the same to Millie and then notices Verosika, still in her human form disguise, her bright blue eyes sparkling.*”Oh wow, THE Verosika Mayday!! Like wow I didn’t know you were into this kind of stuff too!! Guess a girl has to have her fun secrets too right? Don’t worry I won’t tell, big fan by the way, bonetown is so catchy!! Ooh I’m Janet, Janet Herron FYI!!”*Confusion gave way to a growing sense of shock as Millie and the secret succubus in hiding realise this girl was part of thst infamous family fheir sweet possum had been been becoming acquainted with recently. Moxxie now felt that dread setting off alarm bells, just his luck another one of those size queens came calling and this one was a motormouth pixie!! Before things could proceed to the inevitable sort of fun he knew was pending, a brickhouse Amazon of a woman bust into the room and snatched him out of Janet’s grasp by hone of his horns, finding himself face to face with the cheerleader’s behemoth sister and noted cockblocker.*”oh hey Judith, lookie lookie, Joy’s thing worked AND Verosika Mayday’s here!, isn’t this exciting?!!”

Judith:*The Amazon butch sister of Janet narrowed her eyes, glaring at the imp she held up before her as easily as one of her little sister’s plush toys. Looking at him like he was some dirty stray that intruded into their home and throw him out like Uncle Phil woild do toJazz in the Fresh prince.*”Yeah well if that’s the case, I’m seein to it whether or not this guy is even worth the attention. Quite frankly I’m not impressed, he looks more like a twizzler than a sex machine, what’s the hype anyway?”*A deadpan expression formed on Moxxie’s face, in spite of the slight intimidation he still somewhat felt in her presence, after having his manhood questioned like that, he decided to just get it over with and stripped down, pants first with the results being immediate as Judith went from cockblocking tomboy to horny, thirsty slut at the sight of his stiffening imp dick. Herron girls no matter their personality, body shape and interests were always prone to going primal bitch in heat soon as they laid eyes on a dick that was 9 inches or more.*”W-well, I stand corrected……”

Before Moxxie knew it, he found himself sat right on Judith’s shoulders as the titanic bimbozon had his imp cock in her mouth, making him hold on for deer life as the woman deepthroated him with abandon. Lust burning in her eyes as she held his cute little red booty in her hands, making him facefuck her with abandon as Millie, Verosika and Janet watch on in awe, the former two concerned for their little possum. Thus far from his experiences, Herron women could be a near death experience and Judith seemed just about ready to drain him dry just from sucking snd blowing him. But as soon as that brickhouse butch babe got naked, for Moxxie it truly became a matter of life and death.

For as much as she was the sexual gatekeeper for her sister and her female cousins, as said before when Judith was in the presence of a Herron class bitch pleaser, she was like a whole other woman. Which Moxxie was experiencing first hand as he fucked her in a missionary postion, holding onto her waist for dear life as he pumped and thrust his length and girth into the vice-like embrace of her snatch. Millie and Verosika keeping Janet busy, mainly gossiping and giving her an autograph, all the while hoping their little man would be able to survive this. They were well familiar with the details of his last few encounters with Herron girls especially after that Virginia almost made him drown.

It was quite a few intense rounds o but a couple of effective positions and orgasms later Janet found Moxxie throw her away, catching the little imp stud with glee as she pounced and began to make out with the little sweet possum as this lead to some girl on girl action with Millie and Verosika deciding to double team Judith. Much to her welcome delight of course as they had a feeling their little alpha male would need all the help he could get as sure enough, Moxxie was finding that in spite of her sweet innocence aura, Janet was still a Herron. Her pretty mouth currently latched onto his cock as she practically made his hips buck and pump with delightful facefucking thrusts as she sucked and blew him off. Not seemingly bothered or out off that she could taste her own sister’s juices on his length and girth, it was like incest wasn’t an issue for these girls!!

Janet:”Oooh daddy yes! Right there daddy!! All for you, all yours! Give me a D, give me an A-!!”*The bubbly princess cheered on as Moxxie, in quite a display of strength for his size and height had her held up in a full nelson position. Arms hooked and wrapped around her legs as that cheerleader trained flexibility of hers was put to the test, the kinky pixie moaning with every smack of those balls against her clit. Loving just how deep and filling Moxxie’s length and girth felt, it was like this cock was meant to please Herron girl pussy!! It was like Joy made her a plush toy and her dream stud all at once!!*

Judith, no surprise given her butch like nature and aura, was proving to be quite a handful for Millie and Verosika to deal with, figures the unofficial alpha female gatekeeper would be intense with women sexually as she no doubt could be with men. Not just with her hands and tongue but when the toys got involved, it was a whole other story, unsurprisingly she was a beast with the strap-ons. Though the length and girth on those things had nothing on Moxxie’s cock of course, but damn could that butch eat a gal out and scissor, those muscles weren’t for show. Though thy couldn’t help but notice Judith wasn’t taking her eyes off of her sister and their little alpha male fucking, seems Moxxie had left quite an impression on the Amazon…..but that was the Moxxie charm for you of course, at its finest.

Judith:”Aaah fucking A daddy…right there…mess up my sides and fill me right up to the brim!”*It wasn’t surprising then to find the butch Herron had wasted no time in wanting her next turn with Moxxie, riding him cowgirl style soon a her next turn presented itself. Her sister hugging her from behind, looking in with erotic giddy delight while Millie and Verosika laid on either side of their man to give him moral support. Helping him hang in there as they took turns kissing and making out with him knowing that this little encounter would last a good while. At least until that ritual master candle burnt finally burnt out or these 2 Herron girls were down for the count, whichever came first….pun unintended.*

It was minutes passing into hours with a sea of bodies and a tangle of limbs, orgasm after orgasm with the walls and ceiling echoing with moans and heavy skin slapping, pussy pounding primal sex. The carpet and bedsheets becoming stained and soaked with sweat and juices as the night passed on into the long twilight hours with combinations of 4 on one and then some. Janet unsurprisingly was a bundle of perky peppy energy, seemingly eager to have Moxxie mate and breed her and of course relishing being so intimate with her favourite pop star as they shared the ride to bone town. While Judith seemed to become a sweet submissive little slutty kitty puppy each and every time “Daddy Moxxie” gave her another dose and round of that big imp cock of his…

After spending a wild, lewd night of swapping partners, the ritual had finally ended with the demon trio gone home in a flash of soulful, leaving behind a very exhausted satisfied pair of sisters who dreamt sweet imp daddy dreams. Finding themselves back in their little love nest, naked and spend as an exhausted Millie and Verosika joined Moxxie in his thoughts, that indeed the Herrons were human succubi. They just had to be, there wasn’t any other explanation for how intense human women like that could be and to think!! And what’s more, Moxxie had omly as of now just dealt with six of them!!

So it made him shudder and dread to think how many more of them he might wind up meeting in the future, bar any repeat encounters of course. Ooh if he only knew but at the least when it came to Judith and Janet, it was just a matter if and when they could save up enough to pay Joy’s fee for borrowing the summoning ritual. But believe You me, think he’s had some wild time with Herron girls at this Point? You’ve seen nothing yet…..

~To be continued….~

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totaldramafan-lauri · 2 days ago

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Short Ghostf**kers first impressions

-I say this as a Moxxie fan.....it is cool to see Millie go on a job without him. I think it helps her character, and will silence more of her haters. I've always said this about Millie - she's not flat, she just needs more focus episodes. Here's another one. Thank goooooood.

-Millie and Blitzo's backstory is surprisingly heartwarming? Here I thought that it'd just end at "I like your spunk", but the fact that he taught her to be more than she thought she was capable of.....it's really sweet. I never knew that about Millie, that she used to think so lowly of herself, but seeing how imps tend to be treated outside of Wrath, it makes SENSE, and.....It really goes to show how I.M.P being an imp-run business in Pride is so unusual! The fact that Millie met Moxxie through Blitzo is extra sweet. Aaaaaand, admittedly, it does also explain more why he tends to, uh.....n-not take their romance very well. He met them before they hooked up. Then they hooked up...while working for him.....Yyyyyyeah, knowing Blitzo, he probably had some feelings about that....

-The fact that Moxxie fell first and probably simped for a while is adorable, and it's just another way I relate to him. XD We both love powerful women

-F for the "Millie was Loona's babysitter" headcanons, tho.

-Now we have the full "first meeting with Blitzo" flashback collection! Yaaaayyyy! Gotta catch 'em all!

-Ghosts being really "infestor demons" is....interesting worldbuilding? But....why are they so much more powerful? All the powers this guy had are CRAZY. Are they only able to be that powerful on Earth? Are they another kind of demon who can freely go to Earth? So many questions.....

-I know it was only played for laughs, but what Blitzo did with M&M's money really bothered me and I hope he fixes that, cuz....yeah, no. Thankfully, he makes up for that in the same scene where he flat-out admits that he and Stolas were never really......dating. He's not in denial about things, which is good.

-That scene with Tilla huuuuurt! Why is THAT how we first see her face!? Uggggghhhhh!!

-I WOULD be annoyed at Blitzo in the first half of the episode, but wanting to go out and have fun after what he's been through....I-I mean, it's understandable, right? I don't think either he or Millie are at fault here. Good conflict.

-I like Millie's role as the "straight woman" of I.M.P as the one who's got her crap together and doesn't have any trauma, but adding this new layer of "grew up thinking she wouldn't amount to much" is a pretty good way of giving her another dimension. Again, I already liked her before. XD

-Millie having trust in Blitzo and not believing the infestor's (don't remember his name) words, then punching him saying "Blitzo can take this" is freaking AWESOME, she's so cool

-Heck yeah with Blitzo implying he's done stalking M&M, and heck yeah to him learning the importance of platonic friendships!! Now Stolas has to learn the same thing.....Stolas has never had the CHANCE to have real friends....Having friends to talk to can really help you, and he's been denied that cuz of his lifestyle, which is why he comes across as unintentionally insensitive sometimes and why he hates himself and uggghhhh, hug the bird, hug the bird but also knock a lil bit of sense into him first cuz both sides need it but HUG THE BIRD

-Didn't really laugh all that much. The humor in this episode was too over-the-top and most of it was just one joke (wanting to be screwed by a ghost) that I didn't really find that funny. I DID, however, laugh at the Scooby Doo door chase parody. XD

-Oh, and the songs were.....there, I guess

-Overall, a good and VERY NEEDED episode, 8/10, Apology Tour was better tho

#helluva boss

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ask-the-devilish-darlings · 2 years ago

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Darik, The Spawn of the Ink Demon

*claps hands together* SO this is Darik, the newest BaTIM oc added to the Family :)

His voice claim for now if the English version of Deku from MHA. Idk his exact age yet, but he's not a kid is what I'll say. (So I guess if you really wanted to simp for him, I won't exactly say no)

I guess before I get into too much about him, I need to explain the AU first.

Darik was created by "followers" of the Ink Demon, who was imprisoned by the keepers. He whispered things in their minds, and influenced them to create an Heir to his throne. So, using the same ink and methods to create the Lord of The Dark puddles himself, the followers managed to infiltrate Wilson's base, and create a completely new character without his knowledge.

Made from the same Ink, blood, if you will, as the Ink Demon, Darik was born. An "Amalgamation" of multiple characters (Boris, Alice, even Audrey, and of course Bendy) Darik had no knowledge of why he was born or created, as the moment he was, he fled and went into hiding.

Since day one, he could hear his father's constant whispers in his mind, beckoning him to find him. Although, he is unaware of who his father is at the moment, but when he finds out, after hearing all the terrible things he's done... the result isn't exactly pretty.

He was taken in by the Crazed Musician Sammy and his partner Lilly the goat, for a short time. But, as you can tell, once Sammy found out he was the Heir he tried to turn Darik in to the Ink Demon, causing him to flee once again.

Everyone is against Darik, in his eyes. They either want to turn him into his father, who he desperately tries to escape from, or they wish to kill him, simply because the Ink Demon technically is his father. Wilson, the keepers, lost ones, and unfortunately, the beackons of so called hope, Allison and Tom wish to be rid of him as well.

Its more than difficult for this young Ink Imp to survive, but will he be able to suppress his violent urges? All I can say now is, those pent up emotions are NOT going to help in that case. Luckily, someone with her own "finding out your dad is a crazy person" problems has been keeping an eye on Darik. When he isn't trying to run from her, Audrey tries her best to help Darik when she can. Whether that's fighting off monsters before they can attack him, or leaving a few dead lost ones out in the open, to help his instinctual hunger when bacon soup won't cut it.

Its only a matter of time before the Ink Demon hunts down his son. He has a lot to teach his boy...

Yeah, kind of a long post but I was listening to Black Sea by Natasha Blume and I was just struck by this idea. Darik is MY son now btw and I will protect him with my life. His story needs more fleshing out, and I'm still trying to think of motivation for Mr. Ink Daddy to create a kid. If you have any ideas on that I'd love to hear em.

#Batdr #Batim #Batim oc #Batdr oc #Bendy #Bendy oc #Batim au #Batdr au #Bendy au #Darik the Ink Demon #Ink bendy #Ink demon #audrey drew #bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine

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messenger-of-stupidity · 1 year ago

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hiii ummm as someone who hasn’t listened to any of vega’s stuff (and is a little scared to) i just wanted to ask what you like about him. ok thanks bye :3

Hi!!

ALSO OH MY GOD!!! I WILL GLADLY TELL YOU!

(also tagging @clover-46 so she can be like "oh yeah this all makes sense. im a vega simp now.)

Don't be scared to listen to his playlist if you don't mind the gaslighting and such. He's not mean to Warden, but is actually kind of sweet to them. But if you dont like second guessing if youre being manipulated or not, then yeah... don't listen to his playlist. He's very sneaky.

-- TO MY LIST NOW --

I typically just go for villain/anti-heroes. Red flags are, unfortunately, what I find attractive. (in fiction and reality :') ) NOT ALL THE TIME THOUGH I SWEAR I HAVE COMMON SENSE

His annunciation. The way he speaks just scratches a very nice part of my brain. And if someone has a nice voice, it tends to capture my heart. It's more than just vocal fry, deepness, ect. It's the way he speaks.

He's multifaceted. At first we think he's evil because we see him from Freelancer's perspective. But when Carpe Deus comes around, it shows him in a different reality. He didn't just do what he did to Ivan because he wanted some yummy snacks. There was a genuine reason behind it.

I love the way he interacts with people. It's kind of patronizing but so subtle that you notice it, but you dont notice the extent of it.

He's poetic. He has such an extensive vocabulary, and he doesn't swear often. There's something to say about someone who is able to absolutely verbally obliterate someone, all without really swearing.

He's a sadism demon. (iykyk)

Vega doesn't actually touch Warden all that much. (from my understanding he just touches them when they need help) And irl I literally hate it when people touch me. So having a character that canonically doesn't have a lot of clear show of touching the listener took me out of the way I simp over fictional character and made it more how I simp over irl people. There's two sides.

His pet name for Warden (besides warden). Being called "Darling" makes me all flustered. Sam's is a bit different because he leaves off the "g", which leads back to the annunciation. There are a few words that sound better when you leave off letters, but for me Darling isn't one of them. (That doesn't mean I don't enjoy Sam's "Darlin", but just not as much as I enjoy Vega's "Darling")

I mentioned this before in a separate post, but Imp!Vega is very soft with Pet (that pet name omg im melting). I'm of the opinion that every canon character has the same qualities as their Imp! counterparts, so Canon Vega has the same possibilities to be soft with Warden. Soft Vega hits different.

Vega has a demon listener. None of the other's have that, and Erik's Demons and Daemons system is so fascinating to me, that I jump on any chance to be a part of that. Also I love designing demons, so having a reason to make a demon OC that I can show off to people and they wont just be like "okay?" is very nice. It doesn't really have anything to do with Vega, but it's one of the reasons I like him.

His one liners. He thinks of them on the spot (yes ik its from a script, but from an immersion level) and that kind fo wit is hella attractive.

How sneaky he is. That takes a level of thought and intelligence to hide it. And I fall very easily if someone is smart. Especially if they don't say it outright, but these little things they do express it.

Going back to my attraction to red flags, the power imbalance between Warden and him. And I'm talking legitimately about magic power. He said he's much older than Warden and therefore is more powerful. Feeling small and insignificant in that kind of way lessens my anxiety so much.

He offers excuses. Not for his behavior (well he does that too, but that's not what I'm talking about.) but rather excuses to his love to safeguard them. He did that with Pet in case he lost against the imperium. He does it with Warden in case they get caught going with Vega. He doesn't want their lives to be messed up. it's a small way to show he cares, but grand displays overwhelm me.

He's very fun to write. I'll write for nearly every character if I love the world/fandom. But he's so complicated to write and fun. I get to put this psych degree I'm working towards (we'll see if I change my major this year or next year. Idek) into my writing and it's fun. It helps renew my passion for psychology since it's getting burned out for the past several months. (I've been into it since I was in middle school) I have so many pages in my docs and notebooks where it's just a full analysis on him. (Going back to he's an interesting character.

Also I'm just a total degenerate.

#THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING ABOUT VEGA #I want more asks about him T-T #messenger of answers #Hi Andi!#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted vega #redactedverse

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swrawberrysvuccvbvs · 2 years ago

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Sallie Mae x GN bubbly reader (how ya'll met and relationship from then) (platonic to romantic)

i told ya'll now you get to see my brain rot :D

{btw if you want to meet her in a different way go ahead and do that this is my incite on how they meet to me}

Platonic

. You got hired to help after the Striker incident.

.You were probably being harassed by her brothers and she deiced to step in for you so they would back off

. You thank her she ask if you were new around and of course you didn't give her a "straight" answer{hehe gay jokes}

. you two became friends quick after that helping her hide bodies wrangling the hell hogs messing with Moxxie over the phone with Mills

.you two of course had your highs and your lows out of it mainly highs tho

.you two always some how seemed to bring a smile to each others faces one way or another!

:Romantic {if you don't see her this way you can skip}

. She started to notice she had feelings for you at least three months after ya'll became friends

.She confessed by pulling you into one of the barns pinned you to the wall and kissed ya and said she liked you

.She laughed because of the amount of time it takes you to answer her.

.after being in shock for about five to ten minutes you said you liked her too with that little giggle she always loved to hear :]

.Now ma and pa was really happy about the relationship when they found out they were always fond of you

.You are like a ray of sunshine for the barn

.Always staying in a good mood rarely letting anything bring your mood down

(btw you are a sinner in this but if wish not to be than go right ahead!)

:But when that does happen lets say at one time at the harvest moon festival some guy kinda degraded you because you looked more human like than demon or hellborn. You had died due to your sin and landed in wrath because of it just because you died from it doesn't mean you always look the part!You had tears pricking your eyes at this point cause he wouldn't stop.

.After Sallie got done in the pain games{ i think that's what they're called i don't remember} and saw you leaving and said guy following you she kinda- what do mean "kinda" she got PISSED

.She followed you and the imp and saw you quit literally sobbing because the imp was saying : "You don't belong in wrath your too soft you belong in the city with the rest of those low life sinners how are you even in wrath your too weak to be rough or murderous I bet if was to hit you or merely grab you. You would die or break a bone!" which hurt you a lot.

.I mean you would have landed in pride or lust if that was your sin.

.There was a reason you were in Wrath that's why you're there

.lets just say while you were crying Sallie had another body to hide with you

.over all it's just a rough lovey dovey relationship. :D

.p.s. yes you two do wrestle in more then one way ;3

I finally finished! i'm proud of this little piece of work i have done today.

I hope ya'll like it to see ya later fellow simps and sinners~

#sallie may #helluva boss #x reader #were all simps LoL

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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 2 years ago

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I can't believe I forgot about this, but has Hades ever done the "He's a guy" moment with Yuu.

Oh, totally!

I've seen so much fanart, edits and animatics of Idia saying this as well - the two of them are definitely the type of friends that judge you for your poor taste in men and just be sassy 24 hours a day 7 days a week.

It fits for Hades because as the God of the Dead, he has records on every mortal so he can see just how awful guys are and Idia thinks that 2D people are the pinnacle of perfection so there's no need to focus on people in the real world unless they're Yuu (honestly, same)

Personally, I see Meg as the more 'you don't need romance men are trash' friend since Hades is too busy working on Operation Idia x Yuu with the imps, muses and Hercules.

Yuu: Aren't you and Hercules a couple?

Meg: Listen, kid. Love makes you do stupid things.

Yuu isn't really looking for a boyfriend and she's not really pining for anyone plus her obliviousness makes her blind to how blatantly obvious the NRC boys are simping over her so she's never going to have the whole moment where 'she's being told she shouldn't fall in love' talk but Hades' cynicism and dry wit/sarcasm makes him real fun to be around.

#house of mouse au #asks #twisted wonderland #twst #twst yuu #fem yuu

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myafterlifeisbetterthenyours · 2 years ago

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Yoooo i just wanted to say i love your blog and i love your x male stuff. Glad to see that finally. So i was wondering if you dont mind taking a request for me? You see im a simp for Striker and cowboys in general so i was wondering if you could mabey do a Striker x Cowboy imp male reader? Or just another imp who’s similar to him, thats a cowboy and likes to compete in the Pain Games? Mabey Reader is a bit different than Striker as he is more relaxed that Striker. And whenever Reader is angry he’s just one of those people who are calm while pissed. They scare me honestly. Sorry if that was a bit much didn’t mean to bombard ya.

Striker x male cowboy Imp reader

Life on Wrath was mind numbingly simple.

On Wrath you either get born into a worker family, or a family that owned some pathetic little slice of land one might call a farm.

Either way you'll be working the land your entire life.

And you, born into a dirt picking commoners family, quickly decided that life wasn't for you.

The first chance you got, you got out. Running far, far away from your po-dunk, shit house family.

Of course, you were just a dumb kid, so you quickly found desperate for work and housing, eventually finding yourself on another ranch.

This time however, you got yourself working extermination.

The ranch owner assigning you under a bastard old hunter, the man 'assigned' the task of fending off pests and predators.

It was brutal work. The ranch owner forcing you to work long nights, given sub par equipment with little pay and your "teacher" certainly showed no sympathy.

It was years of gruelling work, handling many a life threatening situation, but you eventually excelled and eventually, usurped your former teacher.

And after the bastard threw one last bottle at you, you challenged him. The two of you dueling on the spot.

He didn't even realise you'd moved until he felt the blade slice his throat.

But honearly, you felt nothing as you did it.

The bastard relished making you suffer through his "teachings." And you felt nothing as you watched the bastard collapse, staring at you as the life drained from him.

All that mattered was he was dead, and you weren't.

You left that day, taking your knowledge and equipment, riding off on your Hell-horse.

It didn't take long to find work. The whole damned ring was one big farm, so there was always something that needed killing.

But you quickly got sick of hunting wolves and overgrown rats.

So you quickly found yourself turned to mercenary work, mostly bounty hunting for local lords and buisnesses, quickly making a name for yourself.

Of course, a large portion of time was just spent dealing with idiots who wanted to prove something.

You would regularly work for ranchers, still finding some simple pleasure in working with cattle or hunting pests, often hired to protect them from one of Hells many predators.

But really, it was a simple, but not too simple a life you'd made for yourself.

One day you'd be hunting some debter, or some wanna be crime boss that'd pissed of the wrong noble.

You always got such a thrill during the hunt.

Or at least most the time you did, there were very few targets truly qualify as a hunt on Wrath, as I mentioned, it's mostly a rather boring community of farmers.

And while you enjoyed the work, you were quickly losing interest in the rather simple bounty jobs.

But luckily for you, you discovered the once a year celebration that was the harvest moon festival.

You didn't care for the festivities or the two bit carnival games.

What you wanted, what you were interested in, was the Pain Games.

You signed up every year without fail, and absolutely relished the whole thing.

Granted, most of your opponents were nobody hicks that had more muscle than brain, but it was at least a good workout.

Of course, you'd also have a run in with one Miss Millie, the girl finally being a real challenge for you.

You began a bitter rivalry with the girl, you being the only opponent she couldn't just kill. And well, you took such joy in seeing her pissed at you.

It was fun.

But, as fun as the pain games were, you needed something to keep you occupied throught the year.

So, you found yourself taking up assassin work, and by Satan, it was exactly what you needed.

It was a real thrill... A Real Hunt.

And it'd be as you were finishing up a job, just about to kill a target, when you ran into none other then Striker, the two of you initially pausing before instantly bickering over who got the kill.

Eventually you settled it over a coin toss, you winning with a heads.

But even as you took aim, Stiker hung about, playfully criticising everything you did. Of course, you still got the kill, rubbing it in the serpenty Imps face.

Striker, for his part, was much like many of the other shmucks you'd encountered.

He was smug, arrogant, and suspiciously well equipped. And well, not wanting to kill him, you tried your best to just ignore him.

But it seemed no matter what job you picked, You'd bump into the damned Cowboy Imp everywhere.

Now granted, you were as much a cowboy as him, you were just less... Smug about it.

He used his Wrathern voice and simple nature as a cover, using peoples assumptions on his nature to make them lower there guard.

You on the other hand were more level headed, and you certainly let people look down on you.

But as annoying as he was, Striker did have a certain... Allure to him.

As smug as he was, he did have the skills to back it all up. The Imp regularly giving you a run for your money, quite literally on many jobs.

Youd initially have a fierce rivalry, although it seemed like Striker was more interested in you then actually winning said rivalry.

And it'd be after you finally snapped at him, asking what he wanted that he'd tell you.

Striker asked you out.

You were shocked, understandably so. And, well, with nothing else to do and no real reason not to, you agreed, the two of you meeting up at a bar he knew.

You found him at the bar, saving a stool for you.

Pulling up a seat, you quickly got to drinking. The two of you talking, quickly bonding over your Wrathern origins.

You weren't all to surprised to find the Imp was much like yourself. The Imp despising the simpletons that inhabited the Wrath.

Granted, most the Imps on every Ring were simpletons. But at least the Imps on other Rings tried to wring more out of life.

The two of you drank some more, chatting and bonding over your shared early life experience, telling jokes and laughing, just having a good time.

But as you spoke, some towering Sinner shmuck came over and demanded your stool.

Striker became noticeably annoyed near instantly, tail rattling in frustration. You always noticed that about the Imp, if he was annoyed, he'd usually show it.

You just sat back, taking a sip of your drink before looking up at the sinner. Rather coldly, telling the man; 'If he wanted it, he should take it.'

So, the sinner, like the shmuck he was, reached out, trying to take your stool.

And he did grab it, for about a second before you sliced his hand off.

The man freaked out, Striker bursting into laughter.

Of course, the sinner didn't appreciate losing his hand, and in his endorphins riddled state, he swung a punch. A punch you instantly avoided, flipping over and smashing your glass into his head.

Flipping up onto the bar, you watched the sinner go down, the whole bars attention turning to you.

Faced with a crowd of angry sinners, you did the only thing you could think of.

"Bar Fight!"

You yelled it, and the sinners quickly obliged, jumping at each other's throats.

You threw a few punches, smashed a few bottles and used them as shanks. Your standard bar fight experience.

Except this time, Striker was by your side. And you had to admit, He was one helluva fighter. The Imp more then holding his own.

Eventually you both scrambled, getting out before it became a real slaughter, the Imp taking you back to his place.

You laughed and joked, and the next thing you knew, you were trying to suck each other's face off.

It quickly devolved in carnal, savage fucking, the two of you going long into the night.

You awoke sore all over, and due to your taste for Wrath moonshine, your hangover was more akin to a mild headache.

You found striker making breakfast, the Imp greeting you, smug as ever.

It was a little awkward, especially since neither of you were willing to be seen as the one who submitted to the other, the two of you bickering like children well past breakfast.

Eventually you ended up just sat there, unsure of what came next, until you asked. "What comes next?"

Striker shrugged, asking if you just wanted to... see what happens.

You agreed, the two of you beginning a rather relaxed relationship.

One of your main "bonding activities" as Striker like to call them, was taking jobs together. And if you were good when competing with each other, you were practically a force of nature when working together.

Your reputation and prestige grew seemingly overnight, quickly becoming none as a dangerous duo. And as your reputations grew, so did your relationship, the two of you getting closer and closer with each successful job.

Of course, between each job, you still spent plenty of time together.

Whether that was out on the town, celebrating a job well done. The two of you, often ending up at a bar, burning through your pay. Before either starting a bar fight or running off to have vigorous sex.

Often times, both.

Sometimes at the same times.

And while you loved Strikers cool, calm and collected nature, even if it his arrogance often got on your nerves. You were honestly surprised at how genuine Striker could be.

Once you got past the small ocean of smugness the Imp seemed to float on, the Snakey Imp was surprisingly deep as a character.

He had likes and dislikes, hobbies and dreams.

Granted, much of those hobbies and dreams involved killing demons and gaining infamy, but he still had personality.

And it seemed the longer you spent together, the deeper and more intimate your relationship became.

The whole thing accumulating during one of your missions.

Youd been hired to wipe out some shitty gang, the two of you getting caught off guard by reinforcements, the two of you pinned behind cover.

Youd just reloaded your pistol, waiting for an opportunity to return fire when you looked over at Striker. And after doing so, you could help but find the Imp just... so handsome. A strange feeling blooming in your chest.

Reaching over, you grabbed his face, turning him to you.

You stared into those ringed eyes before telling him simply,

"I Love You."

Striker was understandably shocked, but quickly smiled, grabbing you by the head and giving you a deep kiss.

You were brought out of your loving stupor by the sound of something metal landing before you.

Breaking the Kiss, and looking down, you found the familiar shape of a grenade.

Striker, as he often did, seemed to act on instinct, snatching it up before jumping, throwing the grenade mid air, firing as the grenade went off.

You quickly followed, jumping into the fight, the two of you fighting until you were the only living beings in a five block radius.

The two of you stood before a battlefield, the smell of blood and gunpowder, the two of you just standing there, chests heaving, weapons still in hand.

Your head turned him him, the snake doing the same.

You stared at each other for several moments.

You practically lunged at each other. You kissed, clawing at each other's clothes, practically tearing them off each other.

You fucked right there, in the centre of that battlefield. And to be completely honest, It was the best sex of your life.

After that, your relationship seemed to become... simpler.

You loved each other, you had a title for those feeling and it was simple as that.

You were in a committed relationship, the two of you forming a very loving. Very Intimate, relationship.

You became the ultimate hellborne powerhouse couple, no job was ever beyond your reach.

And it'd be as you were on the Wrath ring having just finished your latest job, that he'd hand you something.

You were expecting a sharpening stone for your blade, but instead found a small brown case. And looking at him you just found the Imp staring back at you.

Looking back at the case, you popped it open, finding two silver rings.

You just stared at it for several moments, looking up at Striker, the Imp just scratching his neck.

"I was gonna get gold, But... they seemed a little... too indulgent." He finished awkwardly, stepping over and taking one of the Rings.

Taking your hand in his own, he cleared his throat.

"I don't even know if it's a real thing down here or... whatever. And I we don't gotta put a name on it, it's just..."

Looking up, he sighed. Sliding down onto one knee, he asked simply. "Will you marry me, (Y/N)?"

Hearing that, everything hit you, you stumbling back, breath hitching in your throat.

After taking several deep breaths you just nodded, holding your hand out.

With his iconic little smile, Striker slipped the ring onto your finger, you following suit with his ring, the two of you embracing each other, sharing an entense kiss.

You officiated your unholy union on Wrath, stopping by Lust for a week long honeymoon.

A honeymoon that mostly comprised of fine spirits, fine food and many, many long nights in bed.

And laying in your mess of a bed, Striker laid next to you in nothing but assless chaps, you knew he was the only man for you.

#helluva boss #headcanon #helluva boss headcanon #x reader #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss striker #striker x reader #striker #striker x male reader

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asagi-red-wolf · 2 years ago

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Proof Blitz Wasn’t Using Verosika For Her Asmodean Crystal

Since the Asmodean crystals text was decoded from “The Circus”, I’ve seen two prevailing theories about why Stolas was reading about them- the sad one and the sadder one

The sad one being that he is or was going to give Blitz a crystal so he can be free from their arrangement without hurting his business, thus putting them on equal footing for the first time (atleast, “equal” in terms of neither of them being forcibly tied to the other in some way)

And the sadder one being that when he realized Blitz had also dated a succubus and, apparently, treated her quite badly, he assumed that perhaps Blitz was just using Verosika as well, and not only was his relationship with Blitz a lie, but so were other relationships Blitz had had, and cementing even further that he was being used from the beginning

To be clear, it’s still very possible that Stolas THINKS this- he doesn’t know anything about the relationship outside of “She used to date him” and that Blitz was selfish in bed, Verosika also calls him a “reckless heartbreaking theif”, so that could further ring the alarm bells that what Blitz stole from her was her crystal (though we as the audience know it was her car and credit cards)

I personally believe that Stolas is going to give Blitz a crystal of his own as a parting gift to formally end their contract, leaving any prospects of having a relationship as a ball very firmly sitting in Blitz’s court, because otherwise, if they return to the status quo of “Blitz gets the book and has sex with Stolas in return”, it not only comes off as an extremely weird decision on Stolas’s part- weird and downright cruel, at this point- having seen what we have of the last two episodes (Stolas would not only be deeply hurting Blitz, but hurting himself too, now that he’s admitted the relationship is “just a comfortable lie”) but it also makes the last two episodes really pointless to the overarching story, as it means that something else would be required to come along later and reshape their arrangement, making the very intense status-quo-changing drama of these past two episodes seem utterly worthless (he could always just give him the book a few times a month, no strings attached, but that would still require them to see eachother frequently and I don’t think Stolas is that big of a masochist that he would arrange something where he has to constantly interact with the person who he feels so much hurt from and get absolutely nothing in return) but to tackle the other theory-

Even if Stolas was to believe Blitz used Verosika for her Asmodean crystal, we know as the audience that he didn’t..... because he didn’t need to

Blitz and Verosika dated a fair amount of time before he started I.M.P.- we know that because 1. Blitz, at the time of dating her, was her bodyguard, and I find it pretty hard to believe that he would be doing that and working at IMP at the same time, and 2. Even Loona was surprised that he and Verosika were a thing, not to mention Moxxie and Millie

You could say that the M&Ms never found out about Blitz using Verosika for her crystal, as they’re just employees, but that’s pretty weak considering how much they know about his arrangement with Stolas, and I doubt that Blitz would hide “I’m dating that pop star you like” anyway, even if just for bragging rights and to make Moxxie jealous that Millie is simping for Verosika, given that the two- at the time- would have been on good terms and he’d feel proud to be dating her, not bitter like he is now

But Loona? That’s another story

Blitz adopted her when she was “almost 18″, so she still must have had some time of being underage and presumably requiring supervision, it’d be pretty hard to date someone with a teenager in the house and them never find out about it, especially a pop star, and especially as the relationship didn’t seem to be a closely guarded secret

You could always say he made off with the crystal and started IMP right when they broke up, but why wouldn’t Verosika mention that? She was so quick to call out Blitz for stealing her car and her credit cards and was pretty detailed about the complaint, but if he had stolen her crystal- presumably not only making it impossible for her to work, but also having to ask Asmodeus for another one, and humiliating herself by doing so- wouldn’t that have been a bigger thing to be upset about..? She didn’t mention it at Ozzie’s either, and although it was clear that she just wanted to point out that Blitz sucked as a lover.... wouldn’t “he used me and then threw me away” be an even bigger selling point to her cause than just “he sucks in bed”? Especially if she did have to get another crystal from Ozzie, would a perfect chance to go “Oh Blitzo? He’s the one who took your crystal” and make Ozzie potentially angrier at Blitz (if for no other reason than to laugh as Ozzie kicks him out) really escape her?

Admittedly, there’s a gap in the timeline between Blitz starting IMP and getting the book from Stolas... but only if you take the pilot pretty seriously- and you shouldn’t, as with all pilots, alot has changed between the pilot and episode one, including Millie’s design, Tilla, some of the humor and lore surrounding imps on Earth (IE: that hospital scene, I don’t think would fly now considering the big deal having been made about human disguises) and alot of who Stolas is as a charector (his VA included) So although the pilot makes a big deal of business “having been slow lately”- implying IMP is a well established enough company to have had an up period already and now be in a downslope- I don’t actually think we should believe this, I think we should believe that IMP is a fairly new company that’s only been operating for, max, a couple of months, that would give even more reason for Blitz to have a commercial and jingle out, as he’s trying to get his first advertising hooks in

Stolas says in episode one, when making the deal with Blitz, that he’s had the book “for some time”, we know Stolas needs it once a month, but what’s to say that Blitz hasn’t had it for three or four weeks, with the full moon being the following night? That would be enough time for Blitz to start making a reputation for himself, as not only being an imp owned business, but also being the kind of business it is (killing living people) would be a really big deal in Imp City, so word would travel fast

On that note, Blitz doesn’t say in episode 2.1 “I kill living people”, he just says “I kill people”, so it’s possible that 1. IMP didn’t always kill people on earth, that might be a new gimmick, they could have started out as just a regular assassination business- there’s nothing that ever implies otherwise, to my knowledge, so killing people on Earth could have been a new opportunity Blitz stumbled upon and had to retreive the book for, it’s also possible that 2. Blitz had a temporary method of getting to Earth already but it was lost/destroyed right before the pilot, but I’m not so sure that’s the case, it means that there’s either a third method out there (and I doubt that, if one exists, it would get put into play any time in the near future, as that would make the book’s power seem alot less important and make all of this seem much more of a moot point, the crystals have to get put into play far before this) or Blitz did have an Asmodean crystal- either throwing the timeline with Verosika into serious question, or implying he was with another succubus, but if that was the case then why not just find a third succubus to manipulate instead of going for something so much riskier and trying to steal a book from royalty? It seems like a really unnecessary amount of risk and work for a reward that would, presumably, be alot more run of the mill at that point, if not a WORSE reward- the crystal seems to have basic teleporting powers, easy enough to use, but the book requires someone actually being able to read it and cast the spell, plus there’s so much more in the book that Blitz... honestly just doesn’t need, why go through all that extra trouble for something that isn’t even a better option?

I could be wrong ofcourse, but all evidence points- to me- to the fact that Blitz has never used a crystal to go to Earth, much less Verosika’s specifically

#helluva boss #helluva boss theory #blitzo #stolas #verosika

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sunnysaystuff · 4 months ago

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APOLOGY TOUR LIVE REACTION UNDER THE CUT!

im so depressed

i can't BREATHEEEE I'm too much imp to simp HELPPPPP

is it fucked up to say spiteful stolas is kinda sexy

stolas saying fucking right there really hit like GO BRYCE GODDAMN

I hate blitz so much for ruining this moment bro </3

I would not fuck that

straight from the trailer bro

blitz WHY can't you just BE SORRY RIGHT

oh my lord please just SAY SORRY ALREADY FUCKING HELL

helluva party rofl

stop bryce is eating so hard rn

in your birdpuss lmfao

go steal him bro

YES bro that IS WHAT YOU DID OH MY GOD

NOO YOU DO BELONG

stop stolas is so hot im ngl

stolas collapsing into blitz's lap despite everything is crazy

help hes so sassy I love it

mood. he's so me

mood

she's so attractive tbh

jealous much???

the way they see each other.. mm

bro i'm not over it either

#helluva boss #helluva boss blitz #blitzo #helluva boss stolas #helluva boss season 2 #helluva boss s2 e9 #helluva boss apology tour #helluva boss stolitz #stolas #blitz #helluva boss blitzo #live reaction #reaction #sunnysays

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ladydimitrescuspet · 3 years ago

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Just This Once, Your Ears Only

AO3 link! this is for my anon that just found out about miss d and the pallboys and wanted a fic about it so here you go! I hope y'all enjoy this and apologies for any grammatical errors!

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Alcina didn’t talk much about her past and that was fine. You always cherished the things that she had told you about her time before Mother Miranda and the cadou. You never pushed her to tell you more than she was comfortable, but when you found that old jazz album in a box your curiosity was piqued. How had she not told you that she used to be in a jazz band called Miss D & the Pallboys? Honestly, you were pretty shocked that Alcina hadn’t told you about this part of her life. So when you brought it to her, your find, she was a bit hostile about it.

“Ali, come on. This is really cool.” You said. “I know you don’t often talk about your past, but I really want to know more about this.”

Alcina sighed, rubbing her temples to ebb away the oncoming headache. “Dear, I’ve already said that I don’t wish to revisit such a trivial time in my life.” Alcina replied.

“But I’ve never heard you sing.” You counter. “I’ve heard you hum, I’ve heard you play the piano, but I’ve never once heard you sing.”

“And I’m afraid you’ll never get the opportunity to. My singing days are long behind me and I’d like to keep it that way.” Alcina replied.

You frowned, but ultimately accepted your defeat. “Alright, Ali, I’m sorry. You win.” For now, at least. Time for Plan B. “Can I visit Karl this week?” You asked.

Alcina groaned. “I am not sure how you became friends with that annoying little imp, but I do need you out of the Castle tomorrow so I suppose you may go and visit him then.” Alcina responded. “However, when you leave, have him escort you home. As much as I despise that man-child, there have been lycans spotted around the village and forest more so than usual in the evening, so you’ll be safe with that little idiot by your side.”

You gave her a smile and nod as you did an internal happy dance. “I will call him now to let him know. I’ll even throw in a little threat so he knows you’re serious, Ali.” You teased. Alcina snorted at that. “Alcina?” She hummed in acknowledgment. “Have you ever tried to say something nice about Karl or even tried to be a little bit nicer to him?” You asked.

Alcina looked up at you. “When that insufferable idiot is nicer to me then I shall repay him in kind. Until then, if he keeps calling me lady super sized bitch, I will continue to refer to him as a child. Although, he really is a child regardless of what affectionate nicknames he has for our so called family.” Alcina replied. “But Heisenberg being nice to me will never happen in a million years.”

"Are you willing to bet on that?" You asked. Alcina whirled her eyebrow at you. "If Karl does something nice for you then you have to sing one of your jazz songs for me."

"And if he doesn't?" Alcina asked.

"Then you get whatever you want from me." You replied.

Alcina hummed. "And if I want you chained to my bed all day to do with as I please, I can have that?" You nodded your head. "Then I believe we have a bet on our hands, dear."

You gave her a nervous smile before excusing yourself from her study. After you left, you made your way to your own study. The thought of it made you smile. Alcina had realised that you didn’t have a room in the castle to call your own, so she allowed you to remake one of them into your own, so to speak. It was still decorated the way Alcina had, but now it had more of your things in it to keep you occupied if Alcina went out for a meeting or if you just needed a quiet space to be in.

The first thing you did upon entering your study was call Karl. You let him know that you’d be over early and you even mentioned the bet you had going on with Alcina. “Lady Super Sized Bitch is going down.” were his exact words and they made you laugh. After you said goodbye to him, you called Donna and asked her if she could sew some costumes up for you, the girls, and Karl. You were glad that she had agreed and accepted your invitation to Jazz Friday as opposed to Opera Wednesday. This week’s meeting had been moved from Friday to Wednesday so Opera Night had been moved to Friday. You really hoped that Alcina wouldn’t mind you hijacking her night with your plan and with only five days to get it all planned, you really didn’t have time to work yourself into a tizzy with worrying.

You spent the next day with Karl, telling him what instruments you’d need him to produce for the show. With that taken care of, you could talk to the girls about the surprise and the parts that they’d play for Jazz Night. You made sure all of the Lords had an invitation for Friday. You would’ve invited Mother Miranda, but she was out of the village on business. You were nervous when Friday finally came, making sure everything was perfect.

“Hey, kiddo, don’t worry. Alci’s gonna love it.” Karl said as he fussed over his tuxedo.

You let out a deep breath and smiled at him. “Of course. Or at least I hope she does.” You replied. You held the microphone in your hand when you heard Alcina’s voice.

“Donna, Moreau, it’s a pleasure to have you two with us tonight. I see Heisenberg has failed to join us for another evening.” That made Karl scowl. “Nevertheless, the show must go on. My wonderful daughters and my lovely partner, Y/N, have prepared something special for us tonight. So please sit back and enjoy the show.” Alcina said, finishing off her speech before sitting in her seat.

A couple of maids opened the curtain and you could hear the small gasp Alcina let out, your face starting to heat up. You’d had Karl make a saxophone for Bela, a piano for Cassandra that she could comfortably sit at, a cello for Daniela, and a trumpet for himself. Whilst Donna made tuxedos for all of you. The girls and Karl wore black tuxedos with white dress shirts, the only difference being that the girls had their gemstones on the collar of their shirts and Karl’s didn’t. Your tuxedo was white and you had a hat on with a feather like the one Alcina wore on the cover of the Miss D & the Pallboys album. You managed to not let your nerves get to you as you sang a Nat King Cole classic, Unforgettable. When the performance was over the five of you bowed before the curtain closed.

“Y/N, that was amazing!” Bela said. “I think I saw Mother tearing up out there so I’d say that she loved the performance!”

You scratched at the back of your head, laughing nervously. “Really? I just wish we could’ve sung a Miss D & the Pallboys original for her too, but you can’t go wrong with a classic like Unforgettable.” You replied. “Now you three go get changed, you still have to do that Italian opera piece your mother picked out for you.”

Daniela gave you a hug. “Thank you for putting this together.” Daniela said into your ear.

Cassandra gave you a smile. “And we completely understand if you want to skip the rest of the show. Putting together something like this sounds very tiring.” You nodded your head before wishing them good luck.

The rest of the night was purely opera, but you didn’t have it in yourself to join the others back out in the audience while the girls did their performance. So you had made your way back to the room that you shared with Alcina, putting on your pyjamas and curling up into bed with a book. And that’s how Alcina found you, except you were almost half asleep with the book lying across your stomach.

“Darling?” Alcina called out softly, rousing you from your sleep. You hummed in acknowledgment to let her know you were still with her. Alcina took that opportunity to put on her nightgown before slipping into the bed next to you, pulling you into her side. “Did you put together that whole thing just for me?” Alcina asked.

You nodded. “I did. Not alone though. Karl and Donna really helped out. And Moreau was the one that recommended the song I sang, Mother Miranda bless him for the suggestion.” You mumbled out slightly before yawning.

Alcina pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Thank you, My Love. Now, I do believe I lost a bet so I’ll give you your reward, yes?” You sleepily nodded your head against her side. “Alright, little one, but just this once and for your ears only. And only because you got that idiot oaf to do something nice for me.” Alcina said.

“Be nice, Ali.” You mumbled again, smiling at the grumbling noises that Alcina made at your words but you could faintly make out her saying “Fine,” before you let out a hum of approval.

After a few seconds of silence, you heard Alcina start to sing the words to a song you didn’t know. You could only assume that it was one of the songs she sang with her band and you smiled. Alcina really did have a beautiful singing voice.

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