#chaz x striker

[ayel-goetia]

So is it possible that Chaz knows one of his in-laws?

Yes! He knows one 😉

...

Well, since the answer is short, here's a bonus 🤭:

(What it would be like if he met Striker's parents.)

Bro is cooked 💀

Lore fact: Striker's dad name is Ander Navarro (Name courtesy of my friend @robin374 , thanks again!!) and Striker's mom name is Sharon Rose, before taking her husband's surname!

💖Thanks for asking!💖

[nardomarsh]

What’s he yapping about?

[mokudeku]

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[raginggrenade]

I promise ill draw adam oiled up soon just please stay with me🙏❤️

[itz-chaz-time]

Uhhhh i love them?? Idc if they've literally never met and never can I love them

[hazbinrarepairs]

Rosie x Velvette propaganda: Sillies :3

[how-to-humaning-401]

i spent a lot longer than i thought i would on this but oh well

(yeah i like this ship) ((this is a quote from something that my brain randomly decided to remember))

[helluva-ships]

You got anything for Straz shippers? (Striker/Chaz)

Not yet, sadly, I've been dying for people to give me ships before I take manners into my own claws.

- Mod Millie-Billie~

[drades-lair]

Tummy Ache

Fandom: HelluvaBoss

Pairing: Striker/Chaz

Rating: T

Note: This was inspired by this twitter post https://twitter.com/apparentwr1ter/status/1701249709677879766

Chaz swore the ratty rug beneath his feet was starting to form a hole with how many times he was pacing it. Striker was Six weeks overdue from his current job, a day or even a week wasn’t unusual however six weeks was highly unusual for the pale imp. Sighing heavily Chaz trudged to the bed where he curled up, tail coiled around himself like a frightened pup as he stared at the twenty unanswered texts under Striker’s name on the shark’s phone. Chaz gave a little whimper, rubbing his stomach gently as it clenched sending little pangs of pain through him. Suddenly the door to the motel opened causing a moment of panic followed by relief as Striker trudged inside, he was dirty with a few obvious minor injuries, but ultimately the imp was fine. Striker released an irritated, exhausted sigh as he shut the door behind him and toed off his boots before turning back around to Chaz.

“Howdy fish cake,” Striker greeted, tossing his duffle onto the small round wooden table, arching a brow at seeing the money he’d left Chaz for food still sitting on the tables surface.

“Welcome back, you were…gone for a long time,” Chaz smiled remaining on the bed with his knees pulled up to his chest.

“Yeah, fuckers tried to screw me over with the payment forcin’ me ta chase ‘em halfway across hell,” Striker groused, digging around in his duffle till he found his med kit.

“Oh…did you get my texts?” Chaz wondered.

“Nah, sorry fishy, during the initial job they broke my phone,” Striker explained, shrugging off his jacket followed by undoing his vest.

“Okay, we’ll have to get you a new one,” Chaz chuckled softly.

“Yeah, I’ll pick one up on the way out of town,” Striker agreed, pulling his long-sleeved black shirt off. 

“I made three hundred dollars in tips at the saloon,” Chaz informed Striker with a proud little smile.

“Humph, good for Ya fish cake,” Striker chuckled softly, moving over to the small fridge in the room only to furrow his brow in confusion at seeing the same pizza that had been in there when he left.

“Hey, isn’t this the same pizza that we had before I left?” Striker inquired, standing up straight with a gesture into the fridge. Chaz immediately looked away as he coiled in on himself a little tighter, something he did when Striker called him out on something he’d tried to hide from the pale imp. Striker pulled the pizza out of the fridge to toss it in the trash on the way over to the bed where Chaz was sitting.

“What’s goin’ on fish cakes?” Striker asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

“Nothing…I just…forgot the pizza was in there…” Chaz trailed off.

“Oh yeah, did Ya forget about the money on the table as well?” Striker pointed out.

“N-no…I…” Chaz stammered unable to come up with an excuse.

“When did you eat last?” Striker asked now getting a concerned tone to his voice.

“A couple…days ago…” Chaz mumbled out earning him a shocked wide-eyed expression from Striker.

“What? Ya haven’t eaten in a couple days?” Striker asked in shock.

“I…I’m sorry…” Chaz apologized under his breath, fearful that Striker was angry at him.  

“What about the last eight weeks?” Striker asked now highly concerned.

“I was eating normally for the first couple weeks but after you didn’t come back, I started only eating the free meal from work,” Chaz explained, frown settling firmly on his features.

“Isn’t that just a side like fries or somethin’?” Striker asked seeking clarification.

“Yes,” Chaz mumbled again, pulling his tail tightly around his legs.

“What the fuck…? Why haven’t Ya been eatin’?” Striker wondered; concern now thick in Striker’s tone because normally Chaz was a garburator that never stopped eating. Striker was trying hard to not scare Chaz, he wasn’t angry at the shark just extremely concerned at the odd behavior.  

“I’m sorry! Mmm,” Chaz whimpered, his hands wrapping around his stomach.

“Huh? Did Ya get hurt? Or are Ya sick?” Striker asked noticing Chaz’s action.

“N-no…” Chaz mumbled out again, laying his chin on his knees.

“Okay, look fish cake I ain’t mad but somethin’ isn’t right wit Ya now what’s goin’ on?” Striker insisted getting up to walk around the bed to the side Chaz was sitting on, placing a hand gently on Chaz’s shoulder.

“I…don’t know, it’s just something that happens every now and then. My stomach starts aching then I lose my appetite,” Chaz explained to the best of his ability, rubbing his stomach for emphasis.

“Ya…have a…stomach-ache?” Striker repeated, arching a brow in curious confusion.

“Yes…my tummy hurts,” Chaz mumbled under his breath with a small pout on his face.

“When did this start?” Striker curiously inquired, slightly amused at the childish demeanour of Chaz.   

“About a week after the two weeks you told me you’d be gone for,” Chaz explained.

“When has this happened in the past?” Striker asked, starting to piece together what was going on with Chaz.

“Well, it happened after jobs went bad or before really big jobs, sometimes it happened when I had to meet with my bosses or…” Chaz rambled for a few moments before Striker held up a hand to stop him.

“Alright, alright, I think I know what’s going on here,” Striker chuckled.

“Really?” Chaz asked taking his turn to be confused.

“Yes, those were all situations where Ya were stressed or that’s what I’m assumin’ and it sounds like Ya get a stomach-ache when Yer stressed,” Striker concluded, pushing off the bed.  

“What? Really? Makes sense I guess…” Chaz trailed off thinking through all the times he’d experienced his stomach problems.

“Now, Ya got stressed cause I didn’t come back?” Striker inquired curiously, heading over to his med kit on the wooden table.  

“M-maybe…I was afraid you weren’t coming back,” Chaz mumbled again, averting his gaze once more.

“Okay fish cakes, hang on,” Striker sighed in exasperation.

 The pale imp popped open his med kit to pull out a rubber water bottle that he carried into the bathroom for a few moments. Upon returning Striker located Chaz’s bag on the floor which he rifled through for a pair of joggers and a T-shirt that he tossed at Chaz causing them to land on the shark’s head. Chaz took the hint to change into the outfit while the pale imp rifled around in his own duffle till, he pulled out a can of chicken noodle soup. After the soup was heated and Chaz was changed Striker made swift work of tending his minor injuries then changed himself into a pair of boxers before getting onto the bed next to Chaz. Handing the water bottle to Chaz, Striker instructed the shark to put it on his stomach followed by passing over the bowl of soup for Chaz to eat. Chaz finished the soup unfortunately his stomach started cramping immediately afterwards making him whimper as he recoiled in on himself.

“Hey, easy fish cakes. Come here,” Striker gently encouraged, pulling Chaz closer till the shark was curled up next to him with his head on the pale imp’s lap. Striker grabbed the hot water bottle that Chaz had set off to the side while he ate and gingerly pushed the shark’s shirt up off his stomach till the hot water bottle could lay against Chaz’s skin. Chaz gripped Striker’s thigh as he continued to whimper through the waves of pain when Striker gently slipped his hand between the hot water bottle and Chaz’s stomach. The shark gave a hum as Striker started gently rubbing in circles providing a modicum of relief from the waves of pain rippling through Chaz’s stomach. Slowly Chaz closed his eyes eventually falling into a soft sleep with Striker continuing to rub the sharks stomach till he too fell asleep.  

[crackiswack13]

Helluva boss smut Chaz x Striker

Warning: 18+ only, smut, hotel sex, mention of sex toys, lingerie

Description: Chaz and Striker has been dating for 3 years now and it's their anniversary Chaz noticed how Stressed Striker has been recently and he would like to help him relax

Arthur's note: ok this has been sitting in my drafts for months literally before kinktober 2024 I'm probably not going to finish it anytime soon since college work has been a lot. Anyways enjoy.

~ Relaxation Vacation ~

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Chaz was laying on the soft heart shaped bed of their hotel room in the lust ring. He was in his boxers laying on his stomach scrolling through his phone. He was waiting for Striker to get off work. It was their 3rd anniversary Striker wanted it be special so he booked one of Asmodeus's more expensive hotels. It was like a tiny expensive apartment. The walls were lined up with fuzzy textures. Chaz was enjoying listening to the pitter patter of the lust ring's rain outside.

Chaz heard the door shut and a loud tired groan came from behind him. Chaz's tail flicked as he knows that it was definitely his boyfriend. He sat up and turned to Striker's direction he crossed his legs. Striker was slumped against the door he was exhausted from his latest client who was a real bitch. He noticed the way Chaz was looking at him. "Just give me one minute babe then I'm all yours " Chaz watched Striker stalk his way to the bathroom and shut the door.

He felt bad for his exhausted boyfriend who constantly works to spoil him. Chaz got up and gently knocked on the door. "Babe why don't you let me take care of you tonight " he cooed through the door. Striker starred at himself in the mirror he ran his fingers through his hair he took a deep breath before answering Chaz "Alright darling" he said finally. Chaz slowly opened the door after he got the ok. Chaz noticed Striker looked tense and exhausted his hair was matted.

"Why don't you get undress while I run you a bath" Chaz said soothingly as he gently rubbed Striker's shoulders. Striker leaned into his touch as he closed his eyes he hummed as he was enjoying this tender moment just between them. Chaz started peppering his face with tiny kisses. Striker opened his eyes he looked at Chaz's reflection in the mirror "fine" he left the bathroom and went into the main room to undress. While Striker was getting undress Chaz started filling the bathtub with warm water he found a cute little basket filled with bath salts and other goodies.

When Chaz was done filling the tub and adding other things to help Striker relax. He went to grab Striker. He froze as he starred at his butt naked boyfriend his eyes scanned over the muscular build and the sweat Striker had built up from working. He didn't realize he was drooling until Striker went up to him and whipped his face " Whoa babe you will flood the room if you keep drooling~" he teased. Chaz's face turned red Striker chuckled as he walked past Chaz his tail stroking Chaz's face in a teasing manner. Chaz snapped out of his trance as he watched Striker walked past him. Striker was impressed by the romantic atmosphere. The lights were dimmed candles lit up the room they smelled like lavender which was very soothing. The water was a light shade of pink little petals of red roses floated in the water. Striker smiled no one has done something this nice for him before.

Striker pecked Chaz's cheek before he slowly eased himself into the soothing water. It felt amazing having all his worries melt away. Chaz sat on the step stool that's attached to the bathtub. "I went to the nearest store and got us stuff for tonight " he said as brushed his fingers into Striker's hair soothingly. Striker sighed into his touch it was so soothing. Chaz started to gently massage his shoulders. Striker purred lightly Chaz smiled softly he was happy to provide his man with such pleasure.

When Chaz was done massaging his shoulders he slowly started working his way down soothingly. His fingers never leaving a creves untouched. Striker gasped as Chaz gently grasped his dick he gripped the bathtub harshly his claws leaving marks. "Shhhh it's ok babe let me take control tonight~" Chaz cooed to him Striker relaxed again "sorry you just suprised me" Striker panted his body felt like it was burning Chaz nuzzled his neck "mmm you smell so good " he said as he seductively licked his ear. Striker shivered.

Chaz gently stroked his dick he watched Striker's body quivering. He smiled "that's it babe I got you just let go of your stress you are such a good provider let me help you relax~" Chaz's words hung in the air. Striker's tail wrapped around Chaz's hand lovingly as he felt his lover's hand move in a slow motion on his dick. He panted "Chaz please" Striker huffed as he his tilted back. Chaz hummed "you know I'll do anything you say...." Chaz trailed off before giving Striker a shit eating grin "you just got to say it" he loved teasing his boyfriend. Striker pulled Chaz close to his face "won't you be a good boy and suck my cock~" Striker purred as he gently scratched Chaz's chin. Chaz blushed as he was caught off guard. "Y-yes sir" Chaz mumbled Striker smiled "good boy" he patted Chaz's cheek. Chaz took off his boxers and got into the bathtub he sat in front of Striker.

Chaz stuck his head under water since he was a shark it wasn't a problem for him to breathe. He gently took the head of his dick in his mouth. Striker gasped his tail flicked. He moaned as he Chaz's tounge started working his dick. Striker brushed his fingers in Chaz's hair. Chaz was sucking him like it would be the last time he would get to suck him off.

Chaz pulled off before Striker could finish. Striker groaned from disappointment. "I know babe " Chaz cooed as he sat in his lap. Striker held his hips he gripped his butt "you have a nice ass~" Chaz chuckled as he nuzzled Striker's neck "I know, you should fuck me silly~" Striker's tail flicked Chaz squeaked as the next second Striker had him pinned against the bathtub. "Oh I'm going to make sure you can't walk~" he licked his neck seductively. Chaz blushed he felt his whole body quiver. He put his fingers in Striker's hair "mmm my sexy bear~"

Striker pulled him into a searing kiss. Chaz moaned as he felt Striker's tounge started to explore his mouth. Chaz moaned lightly he panted when Striker started to kiss his neck. His tail swished lightly Striker chuckled as he felt the tail lightly pat his legs "someone's happy ~" Chaz blushed more. He turned his head he noticed the door opened revealing the room. "Let's take this to the bedroom I want to try all the things" Striker hummed at Chaz's suggestion. "Alright pretty boy~" he purred as he picked him up and smiled.

Striker threw Chaz on the bed as he climbed onto him. Chaz pecked Striker's lips lovingly "I seen a lot of amazing toys around here~" Chaz brushed a finger under Striker's chin. Striker hummed his tail flicked curiously "oh yeah where?~" he purred as he pecked Chaz's neck. "In the closet" Chaz mumbled as he closed his eyes enjoying Striker's gentle touches. Chaz whined as he felt Striker pull away he opened his eyes. Striker went over to the closet and opened it. He was amazed "Oh wow this thing is a walk in closet " he noticed the closet had shelves lined up with sex toys ranging from dildos to vibertors. Their was also tons of different lingerie. Striker's tail flicked in delight he looked at Chaz and smiled "things just got way more interesting "

Chaz got off the bed he went up behind Striker he hugged his back as he looked at the different outfits. He hummed thinking which one he wanted to try there was so many options. Chaz stepped into the closet as he started to feel the different fabrics Chaz's fingers stopped on a red and white lingerie nurse out. He pulled it off the rack and held it up. He turned to Striker he noticed how quiet his boyfriend was being right this second "babe what's wr-" his words were cut off as he realized how hard Striker was. He smiled cheekily his tail wagged lightly. "Oooh I'm definitely wearing this now ~" he went over to him as he teased him. Chaz walked out of the closet "why don't you be a good boy and sit on the bed~" he winked at Striker before he closed the bathroom door.

Striker sat on one of the pink fuzzy couches. He looked out the window to look at the rain and busy city. He got an idea his tail flicked as his grin grew. Chaz came out of the bathroom the nurse outfit outlined his curves and hugged his body right. "Striker I'm here to give you a check~" he stopped as he didn't see his boyfriend anywhere. He became confused "Striker?" He squeaked as the bathroom door slammed behind him. He quickly turned around to Striker giving him a predatory look. Striker pinned Chaz to the bed and started to give him hickies. Chaz giggled as Striker started making exaggerating growling noises "down boy down boy" he gently pushed Striker off of him he sat on his waist. He's tail flicked "I'm taking care of you remember?~" he cooed Striker blushed

Chaz pecked his neck and started leaving a trail of hickies in his wake. Striker shivered he moaned lightly his tail flicked. Chaz went to his thighs he pecked them and sucked on the sensitive spots that drives Striker wild. Striker was getting impatient "Chaz stop teasing me" he hissed lightly. Chaz chuckled lightly he looked up at his boyfriend "Alright babe give me a minute I have to prepare myself ~" he got off the bed and pulled out a bottle of strawberry lube from one of the drawers. He went back over to Striker he poured the bottle of lube on his hand. He gently started stroking Striker's dick. Striker's body shivered he moaned "oh fuck yes babe" he laid on his back

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[tenshiharmonia]

Okay, my curiosity was already piqued when "Chaz's accident child" appeared in the third picture, but that final portrait really sealed the deal. I'd definitely like to hear more about this handsome devil... :3

Some straz and their kid Cruz

[ayel-goetia]

I like to think that Striker's lair is literally like living in Australia, sometimes you have unexpected visitors and Striker is already used to dealing with them all...

[nardomarsh]

Slay Slay, mc-doodoo?

I don’t know I can’t come up with good titles brotha- anyways here so straz stuff because I’m too stupid to come up with a clever tag, but I like how it came out.

[mokudeku]

[raginggrenade]

Crying cuz chaz’s hand is half traced from my husband @half-decade-hangover I’m so sorry please forgive me for tracing our shared whiteboard doodles

[acefluxanomaly]

HELP 💀✋

I won't show you the full art :3