#hellboy x fem reader

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Destiny and Future

Hellboy x Reader

Summary: You arrived at the church as all hell break lose outside, literally

"RED!" the voice caught everyone's attention in the church. You barged in and the scene in front of you shocked you, to say the least. 

"Just what in the seven shades of FUCK is going on here?!" you yelled as you saw the Professor, dead, as Alice was projecting him. He offered you a smile that told you, you just arrived on time.

"He is fulfilling his destiny and no one will be able to stop him." Nimue, the woman in front of him said.

"Oh, okay, and here I thought it was the end of the world." you let out a huff, obviously being sarcastic.

"You left." Hellboy spoke as he was now fully turned towards you. His words felt like fire and ice at the same time. A shiver ran down your spine as you looked at him.

"I tried to find my parents... took me so long to realize that while I was looking for my past, my present and future ran right past me, and I lost you. I'm so sorry, Red. I caused you way too much pain with my selfishness. I wasn't there for you when Ruiz passed, I wasn't there for you before or after and I regret it deeply. But this is not you, Red. I know you, this is not who you are, I mean come on a fire crown? Really?" you took a spet towards him, everyone watching you closely. 

"Do not listen to her. She is lying! She played with your feelings, she just doesn't want you to fulfil your destiny."

"Slithering like a snake I see." you commented as she gave you a look. 

"I'll kill you." she moved towards you, with intentions to murder you but Hellboy grabbed her arm.

"No one touches My Kitten." he said before he chopped her head off. One clean cut.

Then you were attacked by something from your right, and before you could dodge it, it made you fly and land against a pillar, making your back hurt and as you hit your head, you passed out.

When you woke up you were in a very familiar room, Red's room.

You smiled as you saw him sitting by your side.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as you woke up.

"Like I was just thrown against a pillar and blacked out. Can you kill the light please? My head is throbbing." you asked as you covered your eyes. Hellboy did as you told him and turned the lights off, only a small light illuminating the room so it's not pitch black. 

He didn't say a word. Although you knew he wanted to say many many things, he didn't speak.

"Red... I'm sorry about your father."

"Yeah."

"But I'll never leave you again, I promise. Not even when you will yell at me for being annoying." he smiled.

"I'm sorry you didn't find what you were looking for."

"Don't be silly, I found it years ago when I met you, I just didn't realize." you sat up against the pillows as he moved to sit next to your leg on the bed. "I feel bad, I spent most of our relationship trying to find my past."

"Well, you are doing it again, you are focusing on what happened instead of the future." you looked into his golden eyes. 

"You are right it's just that I feel really bad about it. I understand why you'd feel like I played with your feelings. But I never lied, I do really love you, Red." 

"I know. I love you too." he leaned over and placed a kiss on your lips. 

Throughout your relationship with him, this was the first time you felt truly free and happy. 

"So... Excalibur and... fire crown?" you laughed as he groaned but didn't say anything.

From that day on, no more looking into the past, from that day on, all that mattered was the future, your future with him. 

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One Giant Problem

With Abe out of action, due to recovering from the previous mission. Hellboy's 'usual' interaction with Manning, and him not taking well to the new comrad. Things hasn't gone down so well at The Bureau.

On top of all that, duty still calls and Hellboy has another mission to do. Not realizing that it may open up more problems... for what happens when the 'evil' you're fighting against, turn out to be people within your own ranks?...

Contents: Mild Coarse Language. Spoilers for Hellboy film (2019). Fluff. One bed cliche hinted towards end. (Part 3)

New Girl Saga. (If you'd like to be tagged for future parts. Let me know.)

Part 1 Part 3

"What?"

You took a step back as Hellboy raised his voice. Keeping your eyes low, simply gazing at the floor, as a gentle sigh left Professor Broom.

"My boy..." Broom approached Hellboy, sitting upon the armrest of the couch while leaning upon his cane. "I know you're upset about Agent Clay. It's not an easy job."

Hellboy continued to stare at the multiple screens, of the box TV's which stacked on top of one another.

"But... it's apart of the job. Everyone here knows that."

"Try and tell Manning that." Hellboy's voice had a firm tone. "He's not in charge, yet the asshole walks and talks like he is."

"I know you and Agent Manning don't always see eye to eye-"

"Father, please! The guy talks to me like a piece of shit, and holds me accountable!"

Professor Broom nodded while placing a gentle hand upon Hellboy's shoulder. "I'll speak with Manning. I agree that he has no right in the matter of addressing people the way he does. But please... there's something important I wish to discuss with you."

A heavy sigh left Hellboy, as he silently nodded. Giving the Professor a chance to continue with what he was trying to say before.

"As I was saying... the Osiris Club. They're a British occult society formed in 1866, by the ranking members of the Heliopic Brotherhood of Ra." Broom adjusted his semi-circle glasses. Feeling Hellboy's confuse gaze. "Like us, they fight against the forces of darkness. Our organizations have had a long-standing relationship."

"We scratch their backs and they scratch ours?" Hellboy questioned.

Broom gave him a warm smile, "in a manner of speaking... they're old friends of mine, and they need your help with dealing a curtain type of problem."

"Oh yea? What kind of problem?"

"Giants..."

Heathrow. England. 6pm

The cargo plane rumbled and shook as it came to land. Waking up from an uncomfortable sleep, a groan left you as you became aware of the crick in your neck.

"You alright, Kid?"

"Hmm?"

Your eyes fluttered open. The leather of Hellboy's trench coat rubbed against your cheek, as you looked up at him. Cheeks going red, once realizing you were resting upon his shoulder.

"H-How long was I out?"

"Roughly about most of the trip. You snored a little."

"O-Oh... umm, sorry."

"Don't be. I thought it was kinda cute."

A small smile came to Hellboy, as he noticed your cheeks redden even more.

"Good morning guys, this is your pilot speaking. We've landed into Heathrow and luckily it's warm and sunny weather. Please stay seated until the plane has come to a complete stop."

Hellboy undid his belt. standing upon his feet and holding onto the railings above him. "Get ready, Kid. These guys run like clockwork from what I've heard."

You struggled onto your feet. Holding onto his coat for balance, as the plane shook one final time while coming to a complete stop. Causing you to fall into his open arms. You both remained speechless as Hellboy helped you back onto your feet, holding you against him to keep you on balance.

A concierge lead you to the taxi which waited at the bottom of the portable stairs. Holding an umbrella, covering Hellboy from any possible views from passersby.

Sitting in the back of the taxi, feeling Hellboy briefly gazing at you throughout the trip. Biting your lip, you slowly looked at him as his attention snapped away from you. His golden eyes gazing out of the black tinted windows.

"Professor Broom was right." Your voice felt loud in the silence that was held between you for so long. "What happened to Abe and Clay... it wasn't your fault. Without you, nothing would of been achieved."

Hesitating for a moment, softly biting your lip before you continued. "I know you don't like me."

Hellboy's attention suddenly snapped back to you, his features softened as his gentle gaze saddened. Looking at you as though he was hurt by your words.

"It's ok." You assured with a weak smile, "but I'll always be here for you- and not because it's apart of my job." You leaned in a little closer to him, "y'know... you're not as bad as you think you are."

"Kid-"

"We've arrived." The driver announced, interrupting Hellboy.

Black iron gates automatically opened, allowing the iconic English car to pass. You looked out of the window, looking up at the impressive Victorian manner. Reminding you of the old fashioned manner from shows like Downton Abby.

Hellboy saw the small smile forming upon your lips, as the sunlight of dusk reflected from the windows and sparkled in your eyes.

I don't hate you, Y/N... his sadden voice echoed within his head. I just hate the fact of what I am keeps us apart...

Exiting the car, the driver opened your door. Gesturing towards the large double wooden doors.

You couldn't help but gaze at your surroundings, as you and Hellboy followed the butler's lead. The foyer itself was huge and grand, a crystal chandelier hung central to the space. You and Hellboy gathered around the small, circular table underneath the impressive fixture. An elegant rug covered the vintage flooring, while renaissance style paintings lined the wooden panelled walls.

"Your... guests, m'lord." the butler announced as he stopped in front of the flight of stairs before you. Hellboy raised an eyebrow at the man's appounciation, while well dressed gentlemen came down the stairs. Approaching you and Hellboy with warm smiles.

"Hellboy, welcome! I'm Lord Adam Glaren."

A middle aged man stepped a little further in front of the other two. His studious gaze fell on you, as you held your hand out.

"I'm Agent Y/N, sir. You have a beautiful home."

Lord Glaren hesitated before shaking your hand. Your smile slowly fading as you became uncomfortable under his curious stare.

"Welcome my dear, and a pleasure to meet you as well. I thank you for your compliment."

As he let go of your hand, you slowly stepped back to Hellboy's side. Your eyes slowly looking around the foyer. Sensing your sudden unease, Hellboy wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

"May I introduce to you my associates? Dr Edwin Carp and August Swain." Lord Glaren introduced.

Hellboy smiled at Dr Carp, "hi. Have you guys ever been to the Osiris Club in Jersey?"

"No, I do not believe we have." Dr Carp spoke in thought, "say Glaren. Do we have a club in USA?"

"It's like this, but with strippers."

You couldn't help but smile at Hellboy's joke. Watching the Dr's face screw up into an unimpressed expression eased you to relax a little. Clearing his throat as he walked away and adjusting the blazer of his suit.

"Pay him no mind." Mr Swain politely spoke, stepping closer to you and Hellboy. "Your... hand" he pointed to Hellboy's hand of stone, "a fascinating thing. What purpose does it serve?"

"It smashes things good." Hellboy's voice kept it's bold tone.

"We are so very glad you accepted our invitation." Everyone's attention fell onto Lord Glaren again. "The Professor and I go back a long way."

Hellboy silently nodded, as you slowly approached one of the paintings upon the wall.

"The Osiris Club has been long dedicated to preserving the secret history of Great Britain." Lord Glaren explained, as Hellboy's wandering eyes left him and onto you. "It affords us certain insights into... 'certain individuals'-"

"By that, I assume you mean 'individuals' such as Hellboy?" you spoke over your shoulder.

Lord Glaren raised an eyebrow, as his associates nervously chuckled. The Lord noticing Hellboy's small smile, as the demon's gaze never left you.

"We've also given vital counsel to your B.P.R.D on occasion." Mr Swain added.

Your yawn interrupted the gentleman. Hellboy's attention fell back onto Lord Glaren, "perhaps skip onto the important part? My girl is tired, and I doubt you've flew us halfway around the world just so you could give a little history lesson."

Your body stiffened at the new nickname. An uncomfortable chill slowly crawled up your spine, feeling the two mens studious stare upon your back. While Lord Glaren pulled a fake smile.

"Perhaps... we should just show you?" you could hear the Lord's patronising tone.

Lord Glaren walked towards the bookcase in the far side of the foyer, his fingers tilting the spine of a green, leather book. A squeak echoed throughout the space, as a section of the bookcase opened inward. Exposing a small, spiral staircase which was hidden within the wall.

Hellboy approached you, placing a gentle hand upon the small of your back.

"Shall we?"

His voice snapping you out of your daze, and bringing you back into the moment. "Your... girl?" your brain could barely form the whisper.

Your eyes widened a little, as Hellboy's cheeks flushed to a deeper tone of red. Using his hand of stone to scratch the back of his neck.

"Ye..ah" he nervously chuckled. "You're... y'know... and we're..." his body slouched as a heavy sigh escaped him. "F-Forget I said anything... let's... just follow Mr Fancy-Pants..."

You tried to keep a straight face, as you and Hellboy followed the three men down the spiral staircase, and into a basement like space.

"Giants once dominated the British Isles." Mr Swain explained. "Vile, loathsome creatures that would likely eat you, as to look at you."

"They've always been a problem." Dr Carp added, stroking his mustache. "Bodies buried all over England. It's a curious feature of giants, that they occasionally rise from their graves and wreak havoc."

Lord Glaren flashed a smile that made you comfortable, "and when they do... we organize a hunt."

I'm not liking that tone of his... your thoughts wandered.

Coming to the bottom of the stairs, and walking into an archway. Your eyes looked up, placing a hand to your throat as you swallowed your nerves. Framing the high, circular ceiling was a ray of severed heads of giants- multiple ranging in size and colour. Some had broken tusks and horns sticking out from their grotesque faces. Your stomach turned as your eyes continued to scan the area.

"And I thought you had a big head." Nerves taken over your voice, reducing it to a small whisper that Hellboy couldn't hear your joke.

Slowly panning down from the ceiling to the walls, more paintings and photographs came into view.

"We call it, The Wild Hunt." Lord Glaren announced, as Hellboy walked around the room.

"Clearly, you guys are old pro's at this." Hellboy's attention fell onto Lord Glaren, as his associates stood behind him. "Why request my help to kill a giant?"

Hellboy's looked over his shoulder as you bumped into his back, you flashed him a weak smile. Attempting to not raise his suspicions, as Lord Glaren caught his gaze again.

"Three giants, actually."

Hellboy raised an eyebrow at the gentleman's cocky tone.

"One we can handle. Perhaps even two. But three?... now that's a different matter altogether."

"This particular trio is terrorizing the New Forest." Dr Carp explained, his gaze studying you and Hellboy made your spine tingle. "Sucking on the bones of anyone unlucky enough to fall foul of them."

"The marrow, you see." Mr Swain added, "they can't get enough. So if any were to reach a populated centre-"

"It's meal time?"

Mr Swain turned up his nose at the demon.

"This task isn't something to be taken lightly, Hellboy." Lord Glaren's voice held a serious tone. "These are Gigantum Mortis. The most unpleasant and horrid species of the giant-kind. Just ask your father..."

Hellboy followed the direction of Lord Glaren's pointed finger. His eyes widening as his gaze fell onto a black and white photo. Framed in a copper frame, the photo showed a group of men in their twenties. Standing around the severed head of a giant, while they wore armour that looked like something a medieval templar knight would of worn.

"Professor Broom was a guest of The Hunt, when we took a giant down back in '43." Lord Glaren's voice eased his serious edge, but a firm tone could still be heard.

"I always knew Dad aged well..." Hellboy looked at Lord Glaren, "but you guys... picture looks like it was taken yesterday."

"There's a reason for that..." a feminine voice echoed throughout the basement. Everyone's eyes fell onto a beautiful woman, as she emerged from the spiral staircase.

You couldn't help but gaze at her appearance. Silver hair styled in a 1920's updo framed her delicate face. Rabbit fur coat complemented the pearls that hung around her neck, while her pure white eyes gave her native complexion a mystercal glow.

"The phenomenon you so rightly observed was the by-product of a seance." Her voice held an elegance that just captured the attention of anyone whom she spoke to. "The four of us- along with your Professor Broom, were involved in just before the war."

Your eyes widened, "the war? You mean World War II?"

The woman smiled, appeared to be amused by your shocked tone.

"Allow me to introduce our resident seer, Lady Elizabeth Hatton." Lord Glaren introduced.

"The spirit I made contact that night was exceptionally powerful." Lady Elizabeth circled the room, continuing speaking as though she didn't hear Lord Glaren's voice. "It warned us that something was coming... Something that would end all of mankind, as we know it. Therefore we were chosen to seek it out. And destroy it..."

You felt the atmosphere change within the room. Biting your lip as the stare's from the men begun to play on your building anxiety.

"Ever since, we've aged at a snail's pace in order to fulfill that mission." Her eyes wandered over you briefly, "no matter how long it took."

"Okay... and this, ugh thing you're worried about." Hellboy spoke, "did it show up?"

Lady Elizabeth's eyes wandered over the demon, raising her eyebrows as she said with a small smile. "Yes... it did..."

"You and... your girl, must be exhausted from your trip, Agent Hellboy." Lord Glaren butted in, attempting to ease the tension that begun to build. "I have a guest's quarters prepared for you. One bed wouldn't be problem would it?"

You and Hellboy stiffened, as you both awkwardly glanced at each other.

Oh shit...

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Hiya! I would like to request Abe Sapien x my oc it would be the continuation of the first fic and it would include her going on her first mission and how the others react to Abe and my oc getting closer. Hope you have a good day/night ^^

Someone like me p.2

Pairing: Abe Sapien x fem!reader

Warnings: mentions of killing and hypothetical bloodthirst :)

A/N: To all the lovely readers besides riya: I do not write for other people's OCs! This is an exception, since I've already written part one in the past :) With that out of the way, I am happy to come back to this, Abe was the first fictional character I ever published a fanfiction about (Confusing feelings on my masterlist, feel free to check it out ;D), so I have a special place in my heart for this man <3). Also, I would like to point out that you have no idea how much research went into this fanfic XD (but some things are completely made up, so don't come at me when some things can't be fact-checked).

Time passed...as it does. Life at the BPRD was nothing like your calm, quiet and mostly uneventful life in the outside world. The facility was buzzing with life most hours of the day, every day of the week. Luckilly, you weren't completely shut off from the world, like some of your more unfortunate colleagues. You could go outside, thanks to your human appearance. It did take some paperwork and time before your trip got approved, but it was certainly better than being stuck inside. You also had access to the internet and your old social circle, because, well, it would be very strange if you suddenly disappeared.

But you quit your old job and told everyone you're moving somewhere far away, which wasn't a complete lie...And now only few people kept in contact with you. And when they did, you either texted or called. But it was still nice.

And it's not like you minded much. You had a whole new set of friends and a world of possibilities open in front of you. Training with Liz and having some girl time every now and then, because both you and her really needed it from time to time, movie nights with Hellboy- or Red, usually everyone called him red, which Liz almost always joined, and sometimes Abe as well.

Speaking of Abe...

After the accidental confession in the BPRD's exercise pool, the two of you were like two peas in a pod. With your passion for learning about all the different creatures that secretely roam this Earth and your aquatic abilities, you were a perfect partner not only during research, but also on missions that required agents to go underwater. So it's no surprise that the two of you spent a lot of time together while working.

But you never had to worry about being sick of each other. Your personalities mended so beautifully together that you rarely needed to be apart. When you weren't working, you both usually did your own thing, just...together. Of course, you loved to talk and learn about one another, but it was nice to be able to just be...close to someone, with no words needed. Not to mention Abe was a very adaptable person, sometimes you worried he has people pleasing tendencies, but when you needed time alone, he always understood and never pushed past your boundaries. That being said, it's only natural for partner's to argue sometimes. And while that was true and there were instances where you disagreed on one thing or another, you both were smart enough to give each other some time to cool down, when things really escalated, and then talk it through. With Abe's telepathic abbilities, communicating feelings that were hard to put into words was also fairly easy.

Finally, you felt content with the way your life was going. And honestly? Everybody was on board. They were all supportive in their own special ways. Liz was glad that Abe found someone who understood him and wasn't put off by his appearance or his abbilities. Knowing him basically her whole life, it warmed her heart that Abe was happy. Red was proud of Abe. Seeing him always as the more introverted and nerdy friend, he thought Abe would be alone for a much longer time, if not forever. Not that he wouldn't wish a happy romance for the guy, hell, he sure knew about Abe's desire to love and be loved, but the in their line of work, meeting new people is hard and doesn't happen often, and meeting people who stay long enough for romance, or any deeper relationship to bloom is even harder. And he knew that. That was why Red was seriously proud of Abe for shooting his shot. Although when his blue friend revealed to him how exactly the confession went down, Red laughed so hard he couldn't quite catch his breath for a while.

The other agents and staff of the BPRD were happy as well. With the special agents happilly taken, the bureau was just a tad calmer. There was still drama, but nothing serious, like when Hellboy used to escape just to see Liz in the mental hospital, who didn't even want to talk to him at that time. Even Manning seemed calmer, to everyone's relief.

As much as you enjoyed your time at the BPRD, it wasn't always easy. You could still remember the first mission you went on. From your first day at the bureau, you worked hard on yourself to be a good agent. You wanted to go out there and face whatever the world had in store for you. And a few months of intense training and working mostly as a researcher, the day finally came.

Manning had called you, Abe, Liz and Hellboy into the library, for Abe's comfort. And because it was spaceous enough that it easily provided privacy. There, you could go over the details of the mission ahead of you, construct a plan and immediately grab some books to help you learn what you were dealing with at once.

So here you were, sitting around a larger table, listening to Manning tell you about a mysterious creature who, according to secret sources, are responsible for the unsolved disappearings and drownings of multiple people at Wilson lake, Kansas. Based on the evidence and statements from witnesses, every person disappeared at night while going swimming. First outside of swimming zones, but then also right from the designated swimming beaches. First, the victims would swim out into the deep water, where they couldn't feel or see under they're feet. Once they got comfortable, they got pulled under, not to be seen until the next morning. The time the victims spent in water was always different. For some it was ten minutes, for others thirty minutes and for a few even an hour or so.

From what Manning implied, there were some sort of agents scouting the area even before this mission has been ordered, since some of the sources saw a snake like creature, covered in scales, with the head of a cat, or somthng similar. It seems to be able to breathe underwater and above water, and it seems to not have any hind legs.

"First, we need to at least have an idea hat we're dealing with." said Manning with a huff and everyone present turned to look at you and Abe. You tried with all your might, but couldn't remember any creature that would meet the description in a closer way than vaguely. With a slight shake of your head you pushed away from the table and disappeared into the rows of bookshelves in search of amphibian cryptids, monsters, demons and the like. After a few moments, Abe joined you in your search, not knowing sure what it could be either. Luckilly, the two of you knew the library like the back of your hand, so it didn't take long before you came back with what you were searching for.

Each holding a few books, you gave everyone a book or two and you started flipping through them. It couldn't be merfolk, because only a few species live alone and not in groups...it could be a mutant, but most things can be mutants when you think about it...You wondered as you flipped through the pages, sometimes stopping to read the description, most times skipping entire chapters. This went on for roughly half an hour, before Liz suddenly spoke up "And what if it's a Tatzelwurm?"

You all looked towards your raven-haired friend. "The what now?" Red grumbled. "Tatzelwurm, a creature commonly found in Alpine lakes. It's venomous and agressive towards humans. How could it end up in Kansas?" Abe tilted his head to the side. "Look, I'm not saying I'm right, I was just trying to point out that it matches the description almost perfectly." Liz shrugged with a huff and you nodded along her words.

"Well, it seems to be the best we've got so far." Manning said, clasping his hands together. "Are there any weaknesses mentioned in that book? Or something we might use?" you asked. Liz picked up the book and flipped through a few pages, before quickly scanning over the text of one. After a moment, she sighed "No, not really. It just warns to be careful, because a single bite can kill an adult human and supposedly it's able to let out poisonous fumes and has acidic blood." "Well, that's helpful." Hellboy grumbles, not mad at Liz, more annoyed that this case was going to be a tough one.

"Abe, is there a possibility it could be something else?" Manning asked. The amphibian thought for a few seconds about the answer "Well, that depends...Are there any creatures with a similar way of living? Yes, many. Are there any that would match the description given to us that closely? No. Or at least, I can't think of any." he shrugged at last. Manning clapped his hands together and stood up "Alright. We'll assume it's a Tatzelwurm for now. I will have a plan created tonight. Pack your things. Tomorrow at seven o'clock sharp" he looked at Hellboy with that instruction "we'll meet here and you will be given the details of the mission. Then, you'll be leaving for Kansas." he turned on his heel and walked out of the library, dismissing you all in the process.

The next morning, you all met in the library exactly as Manning said. Even Red came on time, although you suspected Liz was to thank for that. Along with Manning came two other agents, the ones who made an elaborate plan for you through the night. It was actually pretty simple, you and Abe would search the water and after you manage to find the creature- there is no "if" as you were told by Manning, you will try to lure it out of the water, where Hellboy and Liz will be waiting to dispose of the creature properly. You and Abe will also be equipped with weapons meant for close combat, which you are strictly advised against, but for safety measures, you'll still have them.

After that, you loaded the super secret garbage truck look-alike and then it was a roughly seven hour journey, spent mostly in silence, as everyone prepared themselves for the mission. You pondered taking a nap, but even if you wanted to sleep, you couldn't. It would be a lie to say you weren't nervous. But you had trained for so long to get to this point. You had done so much in life just to be able to do this. You couldn't, and wouldn't, give up now. But the thought of facing a monster that could kill you with a single bite was terrifying, especially when not that long ago, you were a simple civilian.

As if he could sense your nervousness, Abe softly reached for your hand, encompassing it in his own. As soon as your hands made contact, you knew he could read you like an open book, so you just relaxed and let him feel what you were feeling, hear what you were thinking. In return, Abe reassured you that you had nothing to worry about, that he would do his best not only to accomplish the mission, but to protect you as well. His soothing energy calmed you down significantly and you actually managed to catch some shut eye for the rest of the journey.

After arriving to Wilson lake, you and the rest of the agents set up camp near the lake, away from prying eyes. Since the lake was enormous, and the Tatzelwurm could be literally anywhere, a few technicians came along with underwater drones, which would be placed into the water in several places at the lake, scouting for the creature. After that, you and your friends will be transported as quickly as possible to the place the creature was captured at, where the plan you already were familiar with would be set into motion.

And so you waited. And while waiting, you got you gear set up, Hellboy had his guns loaded and checked, Liz had her gun loaded and checked, as well as her knife and her fire proof jumpsuit. Abe was finally able to get rid of his breathing apparatus and you simply had to put on a tight swimming top, since your legs would turn into a fin.

Abe and you immediately got in the water to warm up for the chase. After such long time of training, you had a better grip on your transformation, so now you were able to get through it more quickly and with less discomfort. Of course, you made sure not to venture too deep into the water, in case the Tatzelwurm was nearby.

After several hours, when the sun was already setting, one of the cameras in a more rocky area of the lake captured something big. A big creature. The technician controlling the drone made sure not to disturb it, and it seemed to have worked, but sadly, the drone caught just a slight glimpse of it, so nobody could be sure if it was realy the creature, or perhaps just a big catfish. But the drones nearby were informed to be on high alert, while the rest were instructed to slowly move towards the one who captured it first. That way, it was nearly impossible to miss it.

While this was all happening, your friends got notified of this progress and you promptly loaded a jeep and were driven to the place where the Tatzelwurm was supposed to be right now. On the way there, your driver got confirmation that another drone got a clear visual of the creature and it's heading towards onbe of the beaches slowly. Putting their foot down on the gas, the driver quickly told you about everything and you and Abe mentally prepared yourself. You needed to be fast, because there were lives in immediate danger.

After finding a good clearing, both you and your blue partner wasted no time and jumped in the water, taking off in the direction you were instructed, while Hellboy and Liz were driven to the location you were supposed to lure the creature to. The bottom of the lake was half muddy, half rocky. It almost seemed like a ghost town, with no creature in immediate sight. They were all probably hidden, but that didn't help the already spooky feeling that was creepin into your heart while looking around for the Tatzelwurm.

You kept close to Abe as you made your way through the dark water. He kept updating you from time to time from where he could sense the creature and if you're getting close. So far, everything was going well. After you made it about a kilometer into the water, where it was more than 8 meters deep, you finally spotted a sillhouette moving almost hypnotically in the water. You both swam faster and each on different side, hoping to be able to get in front of the creature and redirect it away from the beach.

As you got closer, you could clearly see that Manning's informators were right, as well as Liz. It was a Tatzelwurm. It was around two meters long, its scales a rich black colour that reflected the sunrays in small shimmers. Its head was that of a feline, except it had no fur. Its eyes were wide, yellow and wild, hungry for flesh of anything that would cross its path. Its front legs were pretty short, compared to the rest of its body, but they were adorned with long, sharp claws. After a few minutes, you managed get ahead of the creature and you started closing in on it. When you were roughly at the edge of its visual range, you quickly crossed in front of it and darted behind immediately, trying to throw it off guard. At which you succeeded, because the Tatzelwurm stopped dead in its tracks and looked around confusedly, before turning around to finally see what dared cross it.

You simply floated there, not moving for a few seconds, before you flicked your tail swiftly, as if to beckon it, challenge it. The creature's pupils slanted, turning into small slits as it opened its maw, displaying rows of sharp teeth, ready to tear meat from bone. Abe swam slightly closer towards it, seemingly not afraid of the killer cryptid in front of him, although you doubt that if you could see into his thoughts right now, you would see a myriad of emotions going through that brilliant mind of his.

This seemed to rile up he creature even more as it hunched its back threateningly and swam closer to you. You darted a few meters in one direction away from it, but as it turned to look at you, Abe moved exactly in the opposite direction. This was the final straw. The creature, frustrated and angry, let out what would've been a roar on the surface, but here it was just a stream of bubbles coming out of its maw, although that did nothing to make it less imposing. You and Abe started swimming away in the direction where Liz and Red should already be by now, the Tatzelwurm following quickly behind you.

It was a if death itself was chasing after you, the sloshing of water completely ignored by you as the only thing that you could hear was your blood pumping through your ears. The amount of adrenaline coursing through you made your skin prickle and you had to concentrate on keeping the motions of your tail as quick, but also as smooth as possible. From time to time you managed to spare a glance at Abe, who seemed just slightly faster than you, and could afford to look out for you and behind you, to see if the creature was sill following you.

And quite surprisingly, it was. Instead of getting tired of not being able to catch you, your speed, that was putting you just slightly ahead of it, was frustrating it to no end. If you saw any signs of exhaustion or that the Tatzelwurm wasn't interested in chasing you anymore, you'd have to stop and tease it again. However, if you stopped now, it would be certain death.

Slowly, you were reaching the shore. It was just a few hundred meters ahead of you. You could feel the cold water rushing against your sking as you pushed forward, caressing you as if to encourage you to keep going. You could also feel the Tatzelwurm right behind you and you imagine that if there was a way for it to snarl at you, it would, its desire to dig its sharp teeth into your tail so strong you could almost feel it.

Suddenly, you are met with the edge of the lake, the water slightly more shallow. Abe shoots up from the water and before you can stop and ponder how you are going to get out yourself, his hand is reaching for yours. You grasp onto it as if it was the last thing to keep you alive, which in this scenario might as well be true.

Abe pulled you out of the water and away from the shore, behind Hellboy and Liz, who were now dealing with the Tatzelwurm, and continued, until you were safe behind the agents who served as backup for your two friends. You were slightly dazed from the quick change of environment and from the physical strain your body and mind just went through. But feeling Abe's hands on you brought you an unexplainable feeling of safety, though later you started o suspect that was just Abe trying to keep you calm. Nonetheless, under the wave of tranquility and love you were surrounded by thanks to your wonderful partner, you allowed yourself to close your eyes and rest.

You didn't come to until you were in the car again, Abe's arms secured tightly around you with you snuggling into his chest. You closed your eyes as soon as you opened them, relishing in the weight of Abe's head on top of yours, occassionally pressing soft kisses into your hair. Back at the BPRD you learned that the mission was a succsess, the Tatzelwurm having been killed by Red and Liz and even Manning told you that for a first mission, you did a great job.

[silken-moonlight]

My own introduction:

Hello, dear reader! I have absolutely forgotten to properly introduce myself. We shall begin with some simple things.

You can call me Moon or Swan, I go by both names. I am twenty-one years old and from europe. I am a writer, making up stories since I can remeber.

I enjoy fantasy books of all kinds. Besides this blog, I actually write high fantasy, but this blog is for my own enjoyment and fun.

My asks are always open to you, for either questions, requests, or anything else. My DMs are open too. I have created a SFW blog for just some fluffy and cute writings, maybe some poetry too. I will probably also talk about books. It is: @strawberries-filled-with-honey

Some rules for my blog:

No hate towards each other. I will gladly listen to criticism or if you do not like something. Keep it respectful, however.

Also: No minors. Absolutly no minors. There will be sexual and kinky content. There will be kinks portrayed, probably also some unhealty relationships.

This is all fictional, a form of escapism. So please be kind and nice to one another.

Also, for all BG3 fans: This page is a safe space for Ascended Astarion lovers. I have seen many people debate about it. Both Spawn and Ascended Astarion are good. Neither is better than the other. It's fiction, and what you prefer is personal preference. It does not make you a bad or a better person for what you like.

Also: Divider Creators I use: @thecutestgrotto and @saradika-graphics

Mythological creatures I want to write about:

Werwolves

Dragonshifters

Unicornshifters

Vampires

Faefolk

Fandoms I am in:

Baldurs Gate 3

Lord of the Rings/Hobbit/Silmarillion

The phantom of the Opera

Cats

Sailor Moon

The last Unicorn

Sherlock BBC

Good Omens

Hellboy 2

House of the Dragon

WEREWOLVES

Werewolf Best Friend in a Rut: idea, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4,

Alpha x Human Waitress Series: Idea, Moodboard, Introduction, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9

Werewolf BF with a Mommy Kink

Werewolf bf being sweet

Double Trouble (Vampire x Werewolf x You) + Idea

Fem Werewolf Sub Reader

Omegaverse Test meets horny werewolf bf

Subby Werewolf BF

Helping out your Incubus friend

Male Omega x Your breast

Adult Entertainment Werewolf BF, Part Two

Teasing your Dom werewolf bf

Connected to his feral side werewolf bf

Werewolf bf and body image

Comforting your werewolf bf (SFW)

VAMPIRES

Vampire Emporer: Idea, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Lesbian Vampires

Again on Lesbian Vampires

Vampires feeding

Vampire Sugar Daddy

More on Vamp sugar daddy

Vamp Sugar Daddy Spoiling you

Vampire Sugar Daddy and your warmth

Vamp! Sugar Daddy (Nikolai) getting massaged by you

Vamp! CEO

Vamp Ceo taking you out for dinner

Female Vampire Seductress x female human reader

Dystopian Vamp Story teaser

FAE

Stag Fae

Bound for Eternity

Silver and Gold

Fae King bf with God-Complex, Part 2, Part 3

Zyran Rosefall

Dragons

Dragon King Husband

COLLABS

OTHER

The wild hunt: Part 1, Part 2

Dream Monster

Sfw things:

Werewolf bf pampering you, werewolf bf in your home

Elf boyfriend night routine

[trash-gobby]

Ultimate Masterlist

Here is where you will find all the stories I've written along with each fandom as a header. If there are any new or old stories they can be found here. The old inventory system I had is dead. This will be the home of all content I've written or created from now on.

Fandoms

Action/Adventure

🔫 James Bond 🔫

Happiness Is a Warm Gun 🔞

All The Time In The World - *NTTD SPOILERS* 

Dario X GN!Reader - Yandere Headcanons 🔞

Dario X SadisticFem!Reader Headcanons 🔞

Drama

🏏 Heather's 🏏

Jason Dean - Yandere Headcanons 

Veronica Sawyer - Yandere Headcanons 

Horror

👽 Alien Franchise 👽

Bishop Headcanons

Bishop Headcanons - His friendship with the Colonial Marines 

First Snow on Earth 

How They Would Play Sims 2 & 4

Lance Bishop Fluff Alphabet

Dallas & J.M. Lambert Dating Headcanons

Colonial Marines W/ Virgin Reader 🔞

Scott Gorman NSFW Alphabet 🔞

William Hudson NSFW Alphabet 🔞

🎭 Behind The Mask 🎭

Leslie Vernon X GN!S/O who’s Jealous of Taylor

🎄🩸 Black Christmas 🩸🎄

Billy Lenz X Short Gothic GN! S/O

Harry Warden & Billy Lenz X GN!Reader with Short Coiled Hair

Billy Lenz X GN!S/O - Who Hides Gifts Around The House For Him To Find!

Jess Bradford - Fluffy Dating Headcanons w/ Trans Masc!S/O

🚶The Boy 🚶

Brahms X AFAB!Reader who is overly protective of him P1

Brahms X AFAB!Reader who is overly protective of him P2

Dating Brahms Headcanons (Possessive Brahms)

Brahms X GN!Reader - Trying to Leave The House 🔞

🚀 Farscape 🚀

Moya Crew w/ Artistic S/O

🪱 The Faculty 🪱

Zeke Tyler Dating Headcanons

🚑 Flatliners 🚑

Nelson Wright X AFAB!Reader Meet at a House Party

Nelson X GN!Reader - Cuddling For The First Time

🐺 Ginger Snaps 🐺

Ginger X Fem!Reader SFW & NSFW Headcanons 🔞

Ginger Fitzgerald Headcanons 👋

🎃 Halloween 🎃

Michael with a physically & verbally affectionate s/o

Michael Myers GN!S/O with Separation Anxiety

🔥 Hellboy 🔥

Poly!Hellboy & Liz Sherman X GN!Reader Headcanons

A Long Hard Day

Nuada X Agent!Reader Headcanons

⛓️ Hellraiser ⛓️

Pinhead - Hellraiser: Headcanons

💄Jennifer's Body 💄

Jennifer Check X Male!Reader

🦇🩸Lost Boys 🩸🦇

∞ When You’re a Stranger ∞ - Chpt. 1, Chpt. 2

When did Max get Thorn???

David - General Headcanons

David - Fluff Alphabet

Dwayne - Headcanons

Dwayne - Fluff Alphabet

Laddie - Headcanons

Marko - Headcanons

Paul - Headcanons

Descending Angel - part one, part two

♊ Malignant ♊

Gabriel May X GN!S/O - Who Writes Him Gothic Love Poems

🥀⚰️ Mortuary ⚰️🥀

Flowers For a Grave - Paul Andrews X Fem!Reader

❣️My Bloody Valentine ❣️

Harry Warden & Billy Lenz X GN!Reader with Short Coiled Hair

Harry Warden W/ Pregnant S/O

🦇🕶️ Near Dark 🕶️🦇

Severen Van Sickle X Pinup!Reader

Severen Van Sickle NSFW Alphabet🔞

👹 Nightbreed 👹

Dr. Decker X POC Plus Size!Reader Headcanons 🔞

Decker X Plus Size POC!Reader - Darkness Is A Stitch Away

📸 🔪 Scream 🔪 📸

Billy Loomis X Fem!Reader - Comforting her after losing someone close to her

Poly!Ghostface Finding Out Their Girlfriend is Pregnant

🚲 Stranger Things 🚲

Wipe Out

Eddie Munson - Fluff Alphabet

🥩🪝 Texas Chainsaw Massacre 🪝🥩

Christmas dinner with the Sawyer's

🌌 The Thing 🌌

R.J. MacReady NSFW Alphabet 🔞

Assimilation - Palmer X GN!Reader

Palmer - Headcanons

Science Fiction

👽💅 Earth Girls Are Easy 💅👽

Mac - Fluffy Dating Headcanons

🦖 Jurassic Park 🦖

Dating Ian Malcolm Would Include

🌠 Star Wars: The Old Republic 🌠

Two Bounty Hunters Walk Into a Guild Meeting

Superhero

☔ Umbrella Academy ☔

Luther Hargreeves X Fem!Reader - NSFW & Dating Headcanons 🔞

Fantasy

✨ Legend ✨

Wicked Game 🔞

🌊 Legend of Korra 🌊

Korra Dating Kuvira's Sibling Headcanon's

[drama--universe]

Connected

Requested by @creepypastacrazier93: Warmly greet (surprise!😅). I haven't asked for anything in a long time, so I hope you don't mind if I join the other requests. I feel like Jin Ling hasn't been here for a long time...so something for him. The reader/girl/teenager/cultivator has a twin brother with whom she has such a special connection. Whenever one of them gets hurt, they also hurt the other. If one of them dies, the other dies too. But that brother is not a good person. He starts fighting, fights with others and is generally troublesome. His sister is the complete opposite - calm, kind, generous. One of the other fights was a bit over the top though. This time he attacked Jin Ling. The aggression started to increase and there was blood on the scene. The reader sees all of this and so in an attempt to help Jin Ling cuts herself and also cuts her brother. Both then passed out from blood loss. The reader wakes up and the first thing she sees is Jin Ling. Jin Ling begs the reader to never take such a risk for him again. Both then realize how much they care about each other. He subsequently helps her recover. The brother later apologizes for everything. Seeing what his sister was capable of doing to save someone else softened his stone heart. It's a bit of a Hellboy 2 reference.😊 Please cutieee again!🖤🖤🖤

Pairing: Jin Ling x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.2k words

Warnings: injuries, close to death encounter

You sighed as you noticed the millions of new bruises on your arms forming, indicating your brother was once again fighting somewhere. You stood up as you started to search for your brother, ignoring the pain and soreness of the new forming bruises on your body. You found your brother in the courtyard, straddling another boy as they fought. You called his name to get him to stop, but he doesn't. In the end, some of the cultivators of Cloud Recesses have to pull them apart.

It's then that you meet Jin Ling for the first time in the infirmary. Your brother and the other boy are being patched up as you sit on the side. As usual, your brother is not physically punished since you didn't do anything and they didn't want to hurt you as well. Luckily, he did get punished by having to help out in the kitchen and thus having to wake up at 4 am. Jin Ling overhears your brother ordering you to go in his stead.

"It's your punishment, not hers." He comments sternly and you instantly know that your brother is going to react badly to it. So you quickly try to push your brother back, but it's too late as he lunges at Jin Ling. You can only watch in horror as the boys start to fight, throwing punches and kicks at each other. You can feel every hit that Jin Ling lands on your brother and can't help but wince. Jin Ling notices this and tries to not punch your brother, rather to just get the other to stop by locking him in place or something along those lines. And of course, this pisses off your brother even more as he pulls his sword out of it's sheath.

"Are you crazy?!" Jin Ling exclaims as he steps back, but your brother doesn't listen as he lunges at Jin Ling. He swings and slashes at Jin Ling, who dodges and blocks the attacks. You rush forward to grab your brother's arm and pull him back, only to feel his sword slash across your face. You let out a loud yelp, but try to pull your brother back nonetheless. He trashes in you grip as you pull him backward, turning around in anger. In return, his sword slashes your stomach and cutting deep. You freeze as you feel the pain of the wound, noticing the blood seeping through your brother's robes as well as the same wound appeared on his body due to your curse. You can see the realization dawn on your brother's face and the slight shock on Jin Ling's face before your vision blurs and blacks out.

You wake up hours later, your eyes fluttering open to see Jin Ling's worried face. Your whole body ached, bandages wrapping up all of your wounds. You tried to sit up, but found yourself unable to due to the pain in your stomach. Jin Ling, now seeing that you are up, gets up and walks to your side.

"You okay?" He asks and you nod before looking around the room to find your brother, but he wasn't there. "Don't bother, he's somewhere else." Jin Ling grumbles as he sits next to your bed. You glanced at him, noting the small wounds on his hands and the bruises on his face.

"Sorry that you got hurt..." You mumble and he scoffs, crossing his arms. "It's not your fault, don't apologize." He mumbles sternly, looking away from you. You couldn't help but chuckle softly at his attitude, rough yet caring.

As you healed in the infirmary, Jin Ling often spend his time there with you. He always insisted he wasn't there for you, finding any decent excuse to pretend. You saw through it, but didn't say anything except for giggle at how ridiculous his excuses got. Nonetheless, you enjoyed his company immensely. Your brother had apparently been in much worse shape then you and had been isolated as well, so you had yet to see him days after the incident. You also learned that he would be punished much worse then usual, having someone by his side constantly to keep him in check along with multiple hours of work in the kitchen and library.

After a couple of days, you were finally allowed to head back to your life and lessons. Nonetheless, Jin Ling often remained by your side. He sat next to you during lessons, forced you to partner with him if it was martial arts lessons, would just walk with you everywhere. All under the pretense that he didn't want you to kill yourself accidentally again. Once again, you just ignored his excuse and stayed quiet about it because you genuinely enjoyed his company.

Today was no different. It was lunch and you were sat at a table along with Jin Ling and his friends; Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and Ouyang Zizhen. Jingyi and Jin Ling were arguing, like usual, while you and the other two boys were just watching and listening. You ate silently, only chuckling at how ridiculous the argument between Jin Ling and Jingyi was.

"A-Ling, calm down." You mumbled to Jin Ling, the nickname falling from your lips with ease, and the table grew quiet. Jin Ling looks at you before pouting, but backing down.

"A-Ling..?" Jingyi asked in disbelief and you look up before realizing your mistake, blushing softly. Jin Ling scoffed at Jingyi, giving a subtle glare that only made Jingyi smirk. You glance at Jin Ling, only to see him frowning and all tense. So you follow his gaze and turn around only to see your brother, who is walking closer to your table. Before you could say anything, however, your brother kneeled on the ground in front of you and bowed his head to the ground.

"Uh..." You frown as you look at your brother in shock. You brother looked up before apologies started to fall from his lips to you. You could barely register his words, the sight of your brother not only apologizing but on his knees as he begged for your forgiveness.

"Wait... Hold up." You mumble as you turn to face your brother fully. He looked up and you sigh. "Get up, please..." You mumble softly as you pull him up. Jin Ling glared at your brother and he looked at Jin Ling before apologizing to him as well.

"Don't bother, I'm fine." Jin Ling grumbled, looking away with a huff. You chuckle softly before looking at your brother again, nodding at the apologies before watching him leave.

"You're not actually forgiving him, right?" Jin Ling scoffs and you look at him before sighing. "Well... Maybe not immediatley, but maybe someday. He's still my brother after all..." You mumble and Jin Ling scoffed.

"Just tell me if he hurts you again." He says before getting up and walking off. You watch him walk off and chuckle, shaking your head. It was almost funny how much Jin Ling pretended to not care when he clearly did. You get up and run after him.

"A-Ling!" You throw and arm around his shoulder, pulling him down a bit to your height. You grin as you walk with him, teasing him as you poke his cheek and sides. Jin Ling, meanwhile, is grumbling while also trying to hide the forming blush on his face.

He might not say it, but he definitely cared more about you then he'd like to admit.

[bettyfrommars]

it’s the a7x anon 😘

imagine stripper harlot reader and eddie falls for her (obviously) and he follows her to a club one night. it’s an underground club (got me thinking blood rave from blade) but shes deadly, she sucks the soul out of men in the clubs, poisons them for fun, the club is filled with different types, vampires, wolves, ghouls, but none are more desired or feared than her.

Sympathy for the Devil

eddie x demon!fem!reader

It's the mid-90's and Eddie has moved to Seattle with the rest of Corroded Coffin to get in on the music scene. He sees you one night dancing at a bachelor party and can't seem to stop thinking about you. His hunt for you takes him to a dark part of town where only monsters dare to go. wc: 2.5k

18+ONLY, grunge!eddie, descriptions of monsters, eventual smut, star-crossed lovers, Gareth, reader described as having thick hips and tattoos, exotic dancers, alcohol consumption, breathing fire. Readers dad is basically Hellboy.

Part 1: Great Balls of Fire

Part 2: Mark of the Beast

Part 3: Burn it Down

A/N: There is just so much I want to explore on this topic, I had to turn it into multiple parts. No smut in this chapter, but there will be in the next two, if there are people who want to read it. I love any reason for a good Blade blood shower. I love this anon, and I hope I did some justice to your idea.

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Eddie dropped down into the dark venue on a wing and a prayer, hoping you were working that night.  He didn’t know your schedule, he only knew you from that one night two weeks ago when he was there for Jeff’s bachelor party.  

Out of a sea of beautiful, scantily clad women, you stood out like a flash of  lightning in a pitch black night.

“I can’t believe we’re here again, man,” Gareth complained, swiping his hair out of his face.

“What are you afraid of?” Eddie shouted over his shoulder, hoping to be heard above the throbbing, electronic music. His eyes scanned the crowd for you, or any one he remembered seeing you talk to that first night.  Ahead of them, down the shadowed alcove of the venue were several dancers gyrating on poles and spreading their legs out wide for customers at the rack to hook dollar bills into their g-strings.  

“I’m afraid my girl will cut my nuts off if she finds out I came here with you,” Gareth responded.  

Gareth's hair was shorter than it had been when they were in high school. It was just long enough to tuck behind his ears, but still so full and curly that he had to slick it back.  Eddie’s hair was much longer now, almost to his nipples, and he’d grown his bangs out, so it was more grunge rather than early 80’s metal.  

“We went to see Mudhoney at the Crocodile,” Eddie confirmed. “That’s all you need to tell her.  We only came here to look for someone.”  They had done exactly that, and the Mudhoney show had been amazing. Corroded Coffin’s relocation to Seattle was the best decision Eddie had ever made, and he was grateful his band made the journey with him.  They were all renting this old house on Capitol Hill and getting paying gigs a couple times a month—it was a dream.

But since he’d laid eyes on you—he could barely function.

You had bewitched him in the best of ways.  

So, there he was---dragging Gareth back to the same strip club to look for you.  He honestly didn’t expect to get your number, or even talk to you—he just needed to see you again.   

Once he reached the dimly lit red cocktail bar, Eddie froze.  “She’s not here,” he wet his dry lips, getting on the balls of his feet to scan the crowd. “I mean, I don’t see her.”

“Okay, great, "Gareth tried to avert his eyes from the women on stage so that he wouldn’t feel guilty.  “Can we go now?”

But Eddie wasn’t ready to give up that easily.  

“Hey,” he called over to one of the servers he remembered from the last time. She was about to carry a tray of drinks over to a table when she caught his eye and her face lit up.  

Eddie was awkward when he didn't want to be, but on every other occasion—he possessed a decent amount of charm.  Plus, this particular server was a fan of his band, he just didn’t know it.

Eddie stroked some hair behind his ear and leaned closer, giving her your full description, right down to the color of your eyes, and the details of a few of your tattoos, and then asked if you were working that weekend.

The server shook her head, her cheeks burning hot under Eddie's attention.  “Sorry, she’s not here. I think she’s at the Devils Den tonight.”

Eddie squinted at Gareth and the both of them mouthed “the devils den” with a question mark, like they had never heard of it in all of the 2 years they’d been there.  

The Devil’s Den did not advertise.  You could not find it in the phone book.  It was a word of mouth or friend of a friend only, and security was tight.

“Be careful,” the redhead server offered a warning, passing Eddie her phone number on the inside of a gum wrapper with a wink. Gareth rolled his eyes and headed for the door.

Eddie drove Gareth back to his car first.

“You sure you don’t want me to go with?” Gareth asked Eddie over the hood, strumming his fingers on the metal.

“Nah man, I’m good,” Eddie assured him, twirling his keys on his finger as he walked backwards. “You go home to your girl.  I’ll call you tomorrow.”

He remembered the directions the redhead told him as he sucked down a cigarette with the window open, blowing smoke out into the crisp city night.  It took him down through the east end of town, along a tunnel, and then shot him deep into the industrial district.  Vacant buildings loomed like faceless gargoyles as his van rolled along the dismal expanse, void of human life.

The building was unmarked, but the address was correct; he checked it with the numbers inked on his palm several times.  He parked a block away and walked over with his fists shoved deep into the pockets of his leather while scraps of paper and leaves skidded across the pavement.  His long hair flew across his lips and clung there until he peeled the strand back and tucked it behind his ear again.

He could hear the music now, thudding low from inside the building as he rounded the corner.  

There was a purple light coming from the open doorway, and a minotaur man with a thick tail and broad shoulders sat on a stool blowing smoke out his nostrils.  Eddie heard him ask the couple ahead of him to see their IDs, so Eddie got his ready.

You just happened to be on your way out for a smoke when you saw him—-

Him.

The one you couldn’t take your eyes off of two weekends ago. The grungy boy with the long hair you couldn’t stop thinking about.

What was he doing at a monster bar? Did you want him to see you like this? 

Self-consciously, you spun around, ducking your head so he wouldn’t see your horns, wondering if you should try to cover them with your hood and retract your claws. 

Eddie handed the Minotaur bouncer his ID.

“What the fuck you want me to do with this?” The bouncer asked, aggressively standing up to his full height which was close to 7ft.  His voice bellowed, “no humans allowed, can’t you read?” Sure enough, there was a black and white sign on the door that said: NO UNAUTHORIZED HUMANS ALLOWED.

Eddie tucked his ID back in his wallet, about to offer to try and pay the guy off when he saw you appear in the doorway.

“Oh shit,” Eddie whispered to himself.  You were even more stunning than the night he first saw you. Now you have horns? He hadn't noticed them the other weekend at the club; maybe you had them tucked under your wig. He could tell you were different, but he had no idea you were what was known in human circles as a Beastly.  

“He’s with me,” you told the enormous Minotaur man, and Eddie watched him cower before you.  He sat back down on his stool and bowed his head, muttering his apologies.  

He had to remember not to let his jaw hang slack as you walked closer, swaying your hips as you did so, plucking a cigarette out of the pack to pop it into your mouth.  He noticed that what he once thought were tattoos were actually designs that seemed like they were burned into your flesh; they glowed orange in the night as if there was lava flowing in your veins.  

Eddie patted his jacket and his back pockets, forgetting where he put his lighter. Once he found it, his hand was trembling, but he took a breath and cupped his palm over the flame, leaning forward to offer it to you.

You hesitated, searching his rich brown eyes.  His very human eyes: you wanted to watch them sparkle.  “Do you want to see something cool?”

Eddie lowered his hands and poked his tongue out between his teeth. “Always.”

“It might freak you out,” you warned.

“I love getting freaked out.”

You held the cigarette out and blew on the end of it, producing a string of fire from your lungs.  It was a soft, blue flame and Eddie watched the tip of your smoke light up and crackle with embers just as the fire disappeared behind your lips again.

“Party trick,” you took a drag, squinting one eye at him playfully.  

“Can you do mine?” Eddie opened the top pocket of his jacket to pull out a smoke from his pack, while a few more bodies shuffled by on their way to the door.  Two had chalk white skin with fangs, one had the snout of a pig and a green mohawk, and the other looked like she could’ve passed as human, until she stuck her tongue out at one of the other men and it was long and forked, falling almost to her chest.  

They each gave Eddie a suspicious look, but when they saw you standing there, they quickly jerked their stares away.

Eddie gripped the cig between his full lips, and his eyes never left you as you leaned in.  You could’ve produced a flame long enough to reach him where he was, but you decided to step in close, so that your mouth wasn’t far from his.

Your eyes met as you breathed a steady stream of fire.  The thought occurred to you that you could take him right then; you could suck his soul out like juice from a Capri Sun and he’d never know what hit him.  You could drink his essence like oxygen and fill your stomach with his charming warmth—but then you wouldn’t have him anymore, and your heart was screaming louder than your hunger.  

“That’s so rad,” Eddie chuckled.  He took a drag and then blew the smoke out sideways.  “What other tricks do you know?”

“I think it’s your turn to do a trick,” you raised an eyebrow. 

“What could a human possibly do to impress you?”

“I’m sure there are lots of ways you could impress me,” your smile was coy, and it made Eddie’s pupils widen with admiration.

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

But then one of the ghouls with skin that looked stapled on stepped out of the doorway and said your name.  

“What is it?” You snapped.  Your demeanor changed—your eyes narrowing on her.  

“Sorry,” the ghoul stammered.  “Um, it’s Drucilla—she says there’s a phone call for you.”

“I’ll be right there,” you grumbled, waving her off, but when you turned back to Eddie, your face softened.  “I have to go.  If you’re around later we can—-”

“Yeah, I’ll wait,” Eddie said quickly.  He didn’t know how long the wait would be, and he didn’t care.

You motioned for him to follow you inside, and as he entered, the Minotaur bouncer grumbled: “Sorry about earlier, man.”

“It’s all good,” Eddie clapped him on his big, beefy shoulder.

There was a band at the back of the venue playing something that reminded him of Alice in Chains, and Eddie felt right at home.  Everyone turned in his direction, and he followed close behind as you traveled down a few carpeted steps to the long, low-lit bar along the wall.  Your tail flicked from side to side as you walked, and he smiled to himself when he noticed it.  

You swatted the bar with your hand to get Danny’s attention.  The wolfman bartender stopped the conversation he was having mid-sentence and rushed over, a furry hand swiping hair away from his beard.  

“He’s with me,” you told Danny, motioning over your shoulder to a bewildered Eddie.  “Anyone fucks with him, and I’ll rip their head off.”

You meant it literally, and Danny knew that.  

“I’ll keep an eye on your pet,” Danny nodded as he cleaned a glass with a towel.  He made eye contact with Eddie and ran his tongue over his sharp canines.

Eddie sank down onto a stool at the bar and watched you go, his heart hammering in his chest.  There were two exotic dancers in cages on either side of the dancefloor, and one looked like she had reptilian skin with an alligator tail.  The action on the main floor was more of a mosh pit than actual dancing, and he knew the guys from his band would dig this place.  He wondered what you would think of his music if you saw him perform; maybe he could do a few tricks for you on stage. He wanted to look out and see you in the crowd and know you were his.

“What can I get you?” Danny asked, flipping a coaster in front of Eddie with a flourish.  

Flustered at his choices, Eddie ordered a beer, and then he leaned in.  “Hey, what is her story? Why does everyone seem so…afraid of her?”

“You mean you don’t know who she is?” Danny raised both bushy eyebrows at him as he popped the cap on his beer. 

Eddie shrugged, eyes dancing over the wall of bottles.  “I have no idea, man.  This isn’t my scene.”

Danny came forward and put his hairy forearms on the bar.  “Yeah well, her dad is the head Devil in charge of all of this,” he gestured around.  “He runs the underground Beast Mob, and everyone is scared shitless of him.”  Danny scooted Eddie’s beer forward, giving him a pointed look.  “And you should be too.  He hates humans.”

Eddie swallowed hard.  “I’m pretty good with parents,” he mumbled. 

He sat there for a while and sipped his beer, taking in the scenery and the other monsters, when he caught sight of you weaving your way back through the crowd.  Everyone you walked by seemed to beg to touch you or talk to you; a couple of them even bowed.  He wanted to have you on his arm, to feel the fire from your lungs burn his skin.

“Hey,” the person behind Eddie tapped his shoulder, and Eddie spun around to find an orc-looking guy with two tusks jutting up from his bottom teeth.  

“Yeah, man, what’s up?” 

The bartender glanced over Eddie’s shoulder at you, and then regarded him with a nod.  “Be careful with that one, son.  She will feast on your soul and drain you dry.”

Eddie turned to see you watching him from across the way, and you offered a shy wave.  Your short horns looked sharp and ready for battle; the marks in your skin glowed like neon.

Eddie sighed wistfully.  “Damn, I really hope so.”

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Hi! Can you please write a fic of Nuada having a bad day, and his s/o takes the initiative to prepare a bath for him? She tenderly washes his scalp, massages his soapy body and leaving kisses on his skin. I like the idea of a grumpy, solemn character getting pampered, and how Nuada would feel getting treated like that for once. :)

I hope you like this!

“Tending the Prince”

Pairing:  Nuada x Fem. Reader (Human / second person POV/established relationship) Themes:  Soft | Fluff Warnings: Kissing  Word count:  1.5K words Rating: Mild NSFW | Minors DNI 

Summary: Nuada comes home in a foul mood, and you decide a little pampering is in order. 

Want to be tagged? Want to know the rules? Read all here.

It was cold, mercilessly cold, when Nuada made his way back home, slinking through dark roads and darker alleys, moving quickly and silently like a cat as he slipped past oblivious mortals before heading into the abandoned railway tunnels he called home.

Well, it was no longer just a series of abandoned tunnels. Nuada converted a part of them into an underground home, a refuge from the outside world and a small reminder of the once bustling city of Bethmora.

Tonight, he found no joy in any of it on his return, as he was tired and cold, and his body ached all over. Hellboy took it into his head to anger the Vizier of the Troll Market, and Nuada had to save him.

Yet again.

Nuada felt his hands turn into fists. Hellboy was always like this, bullheaded and rash, getting everyone else into a mess, and then, if he failed to extricate himself, someone else had to swoop in to save the day. This time that lot fell to Nuada. And Nauda was not happy about it at all.

Oh, how he wanted to punch something.

And how he just wanted to be alone.

He pushed open the doors, not even bothering to close them behind him. He snarled when Mister Wink greeted him and bit his tongue when you came over. Nuada could never, would never, take his frustrations out on you, no matter how surly he was of an evening. He grumbled a hello before disappearing into your shared chambers.

"Bad day, you think?" you turned to Mister Wink.

Mister Wink seemed to think so, and you tried to come up with something that could put Nuada into a better mood. "Right," you said. "You go lock up the place, and I'll  check on our Mister Grumpy Pants."

The troll chuckled heartily before going off to check all the doors, and you steeled yourself to check on the prince.

"Nuada?" you knocked on the door before entering. "Is everything ok, sweetheart?"

Nuada was muttering under his breath as he struggled to undo the clasps of his armour. You pick up mumblings of Hellboy and the Vizier and other words that were quite colourful and inventive. It seemed like the visit to the Troll Market didn't go according to plan, and that had put Nuda into a foul mood. When he struggled with a clasp for the umpteenth time, you bit back a smile and went forward to help him.

"Here," you said softly, taking over where he left off. "I'll do it."

The rage in Nuada's eyes died the moment you neared him. "I want to be alone, my love," he mumbled.

To sulk and be miserable, no doubt. You sighed and worked on one clasp, then another. "Well, it's obvious you're not managing on your own." Your eyes widened when the deep red bruises on his neck came into view. "And you're hurt. What happened?"

Nuada lifted his arms so you could take the armour off him. "Anung un Rama, that was what happened," he muttered, anger and frustration bubbling inside him again. "And I would rather not talk about it, if you do not mind."

"Alright," you said and started on the clasps of his tunic. If Nuada decided not to discuss something, you would let it be. He would always talk about what vexed him once he was ready to do so. And his skin was so cold, icy to the touch. Perhaps something to warm him up might put him into a better mood, you thought. "How about a bath instead?" You peeled the tunic off of him, trying not to wince at a large bruise on his chest. "You could use it, I think."

Nuada shook his head, determined to refuse. "I would rather..."

And you were determined to have your way. Nuada needed some looking after, it was plain as day now. "In fact," you said, turning sharply on your heel, "I insist on it. I'll have one ready for you. Give me ten minutes."

Nuada grumbled at your back, determined to stay where he was. He did not attempt to move when you headed toward the bathroom. He tried to turn a deaf ear to the sound of water running, to your humming. He wanted to refuse, to not indulge, but -

The sound of that water proved too much, and his body yearned to be warmed a little after being in the filthy cold for so long. With an angry growl, he muttered under his breath and stomped to the bathroom once the ten minutes were up.

And you were there, standing beside a large, claw-foot tub. The lights had been dimmed and there were candles all over. "What is all of this?" he asked, as he took in a little tray on the bathtub counter, filled with all sorts of scents and ointments.

"This, sweetheart is a bath."

"I know what a bath is my love, but what is all of this?"

You came over to him and sank to your haunches. "A bath, nothing more," you insist, working on the lacing of his left boot. "Now lift."

Nuada stifled a wince when he lifted his leg, and that first boot was disposed of in no time. Same for the second boot. You then rose and got to work on his belt. Now that filled him with a sliver of mischief. "In here my love?" he teased. "While I am sore all over?"

Oh, how the innuendo made you blush. But at least he was in a better mood. "I'm not unbuckling your belt for that," you grinned and laughed lightly, and went to work on the clasps of his trousers. "I'm just helping you with your clothes. But if you're of a mind to ruin a good pair of trousers," you said, gesturing at the tub with one hand, "By all means."

Nuada chuckled before quickly taking your face into both hands and stealing a quick kiss. "I have no interest in getting into a tub while still dressed," he said, his eyes lighting up at the soft hint of pleasure reflecting in yours. "Go on."

You smirked and helped him out of his trousers too, tossing them to the pile on the side. Nuada took slow steps and got into the tub, a sigh rising from the tips of his toes when warm water met his skin. You pulled up a little stool and took your place behind him.

"Now what, my love?" Nuada said, and let his body ease back against the tub, his aching muscles slowly easing and unwinding in the fragrant, soapy water.

You reached for the little tray to pick up a soft sponge and dipped it in the water. "And now I'm going to look after you."

Nuada's grumble died when that sponge slowly glided over his skin. Soft, it was, almost as soft as your skin. He sighed wistfully and surrendered slowly when the hurts of the day ebbed away. And how it surprised him, to be cared for like this. It felt alien, but oh-so-wonderful at the same time. "You need not do this," he said.

You smiled and kept running that sponge over his shoulders and arms, his quiet sighs encouraging you to continue. "But I want to do this," you said. "You take such good care of us, and ask for nothing in return."

Nuada softened and tilted his head up, his hands reaching up to play with your hair. "That is because you are worth it. I love you."

Your smile just grew. "I love you." You dipped your head and brushed your lips over his, only to pull away when he winced. "I'm sorry."

"Not your fault," Nuada grimaced and swallowed, waiting for the dull throb in his throat to pass. "I will be fine in a little while."

It took a moment or two, but the pain passed. While he waited, you rose and went to the sink, to fill a wash basin with fresh water. When you returned, you brought it with you and kept it on the counter, next to the tray. "Now dip your head little," you said, and picked up a little bowl.

Nuada sighed wistfully again as the water went through his hair. His throat was sore, but he ignored it, so focused was he on what you were doing. His entire scalp tingled sweetly when you carefully applied shampoo to his hair and massaged away. He sighed again when you poured more water over his hair, to wash it clean. He sighed even more when you took one of his hands, to see to his nails. So strange, that something like this could lighten him and make him feel so good, yet he did not want to give it up, not when you were looking after him the way you did. 

And you enjoyed every moment, just as much as he did. It felt so intimate, taking care of him like this, feeling him soften and unwind under your touch. And since he rarely took the time to look after himself, you thought he deserved this.

Nuada just closed his eyes. It all felt so wonderful, the way his skin warmed, and the way his entire body softened. He felt his breath hitch a little when he felt your lips brush against the tips of his fingers, his wrists. "You are too good to me," he breathed.

"You deserve it," you hummed and carefully nipped down his arm. "And I need to get back to work," you said and sat straight. "Your nails, sweetheart, are a mess."

Nuada chuckled and urged for you to continue.

[macherkissed]

The Macherkissed Masterlist

Any Content warnings/triggers will be marked next to the work. If I miss any, just tell me and I'll make sure to correct it.

Scenarios/Headcanons;

How they react to seeing you depressed for the first time (Michael Myers, Poly!Ghostface) [CW: GN!Reader, Depression]

Befriending A Splicer Headcanons [CW: GN!Reader, Weapons Mention]

How they react to you telling them you're pregnant (Betelgeuse, Gomez & Morticia Addams, Yautja) [CW: AFAB!Reader, Pregnancy, One line mention of abortion, Smut Mention, Polyamory, Exophilia]

How they react to your new tattoo (Jason Voorhees, Tiffany Valentine, Norman Bates) [CW: GN!Reader, Tattooed Reader, Needles mention, Slight Smut mention]

Comforting you when your elderly pet is passing (Hellboy, NBC Will Graham, Venom & Eddie Brock) [CW: GN!Reader, mentions of losing a pet, possible triggering subject]

NSFW Headcanons (Mark Hoffman) [CW: GN!Reader, Smut, Fluff, Kink]

How they act with a noise sensitive SO (Betelgeuse, Hellboy, Venom, Yautja) [CW: GN!Reader, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Exophilia]

How they react to a Shy S/O (Chucky & Tiffany, Gomez & Morticia, Alice Liddell, Nemesis) [CW: GN!Reader, Smut, Polyamory, Mentions of violence, mild-to-moderate dom/sub, mentions of sadism, Exophilia]

How they react to you going into labour (Gomez & Morticia Addams) [CW: AFAB!Reader, GN!Reader, Pregnancy, labour, pain and slight childbirth typical gore]

How he reacts to your body tremors (Jason Voorhees) [CW: GN!Reader, Disabled!Reader, Medication mention, Fluff]

Oneshots;

The Reward of Patience (Betelgeuse) [CW: AFAB!Reader, Smut, Pegging]

Wrapped Up in Pretty Ribbons (Billy Lenz) [CW: Fem!Reader, Smut, Non-Con Voyeurism, Slight Somnophilia, Choking]

Those Sweet Lips (Poly!Ghostface) [CW: Fem!Reader, Smut, Threesome, Polyamory, Oral Sex, Some M/M Action]

Recompense (Hannibal Lector) [CW: Fem!Reader, Smut, Oral Sex, Boss/Employee Relationship]

Closest of Encounters (Psycho Goreman) [CW: Fem!Reader, Mature, Kissing, Suggestive, Exophilia]

No Gods or Kings, Only Fontaine (Frank Fontaine) [CW: GN!Reader, Smut, Oral Sex, Slight D/S]

A Moment Alone (Jack Wynand) [CW: GN!Reader, Smut, Ambiguous Penetration, Unprotected Sex, No Aftercare]

Alphabets

Thel Vadam X ADHD!Reader SFW Alphabet [CW: Fem!Reader, ADHD, Fluff, Exophilia, Marriage mention]

[gardens-light]

Hello, could you write to Hellboy and Fem! Reader. Where the reader is a half-demon, controls fire and can fly.And in the story, Red and Readers are sitting on the street and feeding stray cats, and Hellboy says: “You know, you remind me of a cat.” The reader asks why, Hellboy replies that: "You and the cats are the only ones who have shown me so much love and affection." And for such words, he is already lying on the ground, and the reader kisses him.Thank you very much!❤️

Thank you for the request! I always appreciate prompts and any ideas that anyone may have for a fanfic request. Apologies for not getting it it straight away, but alas! Here it is! Hope you enjoy!

As always, please feel free to like, reblog and comment. :)

Demons and Felines

An autumn breeze swept through the moonlit city, sending chills down the spines of people who walked along the streets. All huddled up in their coats and scarfs, attempting to keep whatever body warmth they had. Only the sounds of rustling leaf's in the wind, and the echoing of car horns broke the midnight silence.

Hidden away in the mazes of back streets and narrow alleyways, an unknown protector of New York sat upon the dimly lit sidewalk.

"Guess what daddy brought." Hellboy's playful tone caught the attention of the stray cats.

Their small meows slightly echoing throughout the empty street, breeds of all kinds greeted him excitedly. Some purring and already weaving in and out of his legs. A small chuckle left him, as he pulled out small plastic dishes, from the inside pocket of his leather trench coat.

"You already know what time it is. And look! I've brought more tonight!"

As he proudly pulled out three tins from his trench coat, Hellboy knelt against the cobbled road. The smell of tuna filled the street, alerting more cats to his whereabouts. He carefully attempted to dish out the tuna evenly across the multiple plates.

"There you go- hey Tabby! Just because there's more food, doesn't mean you can eat more."

Hellboy gently picked up a tabby cat, looking into it's hazel eyes with a soft expression. "You need to share, Tabby. Everyone's just as hungry as you." His tone was gentle, similar to how a parent may address a toddler when correcting their behavior.

Tabby responded with a small meow, the tone a little softer than usual. As though the feline was expressing small amount of guilt, a warm smile came to Hellboy. "It's alright, Tabby. Just remember to share."

After placing Tabby back among with the rest of his litter, Hellboy shuffled away from the stray felines. Giving them room to enjoy their dinner, as he pulled out a cigar from the inside pocket of his coat. Reaching into the swallow pocket of his leather trousers, a small grumble escaped his lips.

"I've found you, Red."

A new but familiar voice filled the air, Hellboy looked up towards the second story balcony. The white glow from the lamp post exposed the feminine silhouette, as they elegantly balanced upon the rusty iron railings of the balcony. His golden eyes met their gentle expression, a small amount of flirtation twinkling within her eyes.

A cheeky grin stretched across his lips, leaning back against his hands as he looked up at the individual.

"I didn't realize we were playing 'Hide n Seek'"

Her laughter was like a melody to Hellboy's ears.

"Imagine the look on Manning's face, when he realizes you're wondering around."

He raised an eyebrow, "are we just discussing his face? Surely, the ass hat would lose his damn mind, when he discovers we're both out."

"Haha. Oh of course..." her eyes watched Hellboy as he patted himself down. "Forgot your mathes again?"

"Yeah..." A cheeky grin came to him, "suppose you wouldn't offer a light?"

A sweet melody of giggles filled the air, as you spread out your demonic wings to their full span. The rigid edges reaching out a mare inches further, than your fingertips. They beated like the wings of an eagle, picking up dust and a slight gust of wind. A breeze blew over Hellboy, as your feet hovered away from the balconies' railings. You elegantly hovered in the air for a brief moment, before slowly gliding towards the ground.

"Show off." Hellboy joked, as your feet touched the cobblestone street. A smile came to your lips, while you gave the cats a brief pat of affection.

"Well one of us need to provide a bit of class and elegance."

"Hey! I can be classy when I want to be."

Another laughter escaped you. Your wings tucking inwards towards your back, just a little, as you knelt against the pavement. With a simple click of your fingers, a small flame danced above your thumb. Although it was no bigger than a flame upon a candle, the warmth it provided was much greater.

Hellboy hovered his cigar close to the flame, allowing the edges to burn slightly before placing it to his lips, and letting out a puff of smoke away from your direction.

"That's a handy trick. Satan was clearly playing favourites when he created you."

You sat beside him, gently waving your hand as the flame upon your thumb blew out. Only leaving a small traces of smoke behind your back.

"Oh I don't think so." You spoke in a flirtatious tone, as your free hand caressed the hard stone of his right arm. "I kinda think he made us equal."

"Coming from a sexy half-breed, who can control fire and can fly." Hellboy scoffed.

You playfully punched his shoulder, "oh please! You rearrange my ovaries, when you make love to me."

The cheeky grin upon his lips grew wider as he blew another puff of smoke. You leaned closer to him, resting your head upon his shoulder, as you both watched the cats eat and play in silence. It was small moments like these that were your favourites, just simple calm moments of peace and quiet. Sure everyone at the Bureau were like family, especially when it came to old man Professor Broom. He welcomed you with open arms and a warm heart. Abe was thrilled to have another 'unique person' on the team.

But nobody bounded with you more than Hellboy. Although your human performic from was outshined by your demonic talents, Hellboy was simply in awe from the day he met you. It was in quiet moments, where you two really felt like a couple. As it gave you the time to connect better and have deep convocations, in between the continuous 'go! Go! Go!' action back at the Bureau.

As a few cats finished their meal and wandered off, the usual few that you begun to know and name, begun to wave in and out of your legs. Hellboy scratched under Tabby's chin, as the stray brushed against his hand.

"You know... you remind me of a cat."

You raised an eyebrow at Hellboy, "why?"

A heavy sigh left his mouth, as he put out his cigar. Placing the burnt out end against the concrete pavement, before placing it into the inside pocket of his trench coat. He placed his hands behind is head, slowly leaning back and laying upon the ground.

"Because you and the cats are the only ones who have shown me so much love and affection."

"Awww, Red..."

A small gasp of surprise left him as, you slowly leaned over him, your face close to his. Your noses almost touching.

"A man like you deserves all the love and affection, one could possibly receive."

Your delicate kiss silenced him, allowing him to simply melt into your embrace. Wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you on top of him.

[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Loki Masterlist

Disclaimer: stories are fictitious and should not be taken literally, the behavior is entirely imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Updated & repaired: 16/07/2023 (if a story won't load or something else, please message me and let me know)

MAIN MASTERLIST

Fluff🌺  Angst 🌩️ Smut❤️‍🔥

5/7 STORIES:

5 Types Of Kisses 🌺

MY HEADCANONS W/ OTHER CHARACTERS:

Speak In Flowers 🌺 Flowers speak their own words and show their actions. And your man loves to speak it out loud.

Visiting Your Hometown 🌺 how would your boy act when you drag him along to your hometown

Helping You To Accept Your Stretch Marks 🌺your boy helps you accept your beautiful stretch marks as they are...pure perfection

Explaining To Your Man Kdramas🌺I (V) wrote small drabbles that paired my favorite men and dramas that I absolutely love

Dating A Tattoo Artist 🌺 being a tattoo artist and your boyfriend being part of it

When Tough Times Occur 🌺Life itself can be a pain and with its obstacles, it can seem impossible to overcome it but that’s what makes us stronger as people.

Someone Rubs You The Wrong Way With... 🌺 how would your man protect you when someone doesn’t mind your business

Having A Shower ❤️‍🔥having a shower with your man sounds like heaven right?!

One Thing He Loves About You (Physically Or Mentally)🌺 the title spoils the ending a bit

No Nut November ❤️‍🔥in the glory of No Nut November, you make a bet with your liver saying if they fail you cuff them and use them to your liking but if you lose they get to fulfil one of their fantasies. And you are keen on it to make them lose, by any means.

ASKS:

Give Me 2 Lifeline (w/Nuada)❤️‍🔥 I don’t know if you’re familiar with Prince Nuada from Hellboy but I was wondering if you could do a piece that’s Prince Loki and Prince Nuada fighting over Fem Reader but end up sharing her. Lots of angst and NSFW content. I love a good Sub/Dom dynamic. It would be AMAZING if you could whip something up 😊🥰❤️

My Little Secret 🌺 🌩️ May I request a how Loki would react to meeting a child he never knew he had fic?

Toothache Crush 🌺 Could you do a Loki x reader Where reader has a toothache and anxiety so they try to avoid the dentist and the others are dreading taking reader so then Loki offers to fix it (like normal way) and afterwards Loki finds out about readers crush and Loki feels the same

DRABBLES FROM MY 🧠

Misfit God And A Mortal 🌺 Loki and Y/n promise and vow to each other to be together until the ends of time as a bog design looms over Asgard

First Date Flutters 🌺 Loki enjoys his First Date

Going To A Ball With Loki 🌺

My Love Is Eternal 🌺 Loki knows how to respect his love, he is a prince after all

Thank Doctor Strange 🌺 🌩️ Strange offers his magic to help y/n and Loki

I Fell In Love With You, Not Them 🌺 a little bit of insecure reader where Loki confirms just how much he love y/n

Loki Meeting Your Mother 🌺

Pillow Talk 🌺

Spending New Year 🌺

Mornings With Loki 🌺

Visiting Loki 🌺 🌩️ Y/n pays a visit to Loki with Thor’s sneaky help

Prayers For Loki 🌺

Having A Secret Relationship 🌺

Loki’s Helmet 🌺

One Love Short 🌩️ Loki trades himself to save his love

DIFFERENT AUs

Biker!Loki ❤️‍🔥 what would the God of mischief look like as a biker

MULTI-PART STORIES

Flower, My Flower 🌩️ the long awaited prequel of Loki, My Loki where Loki and Y/n share a final moment before deciding what to do for their relationship

Loki, My Loki 🌺 🌩️ Loki sees how much of a heartbreak he left behind

SHORT IMAGINES

Talking About The Future With Loki 🌺

Teaching Loki How To Vogue🌺

Loki Teaching You The Waltz🌺

Hands 🌺

Loki Teaching Your Royal Ethics 🌺

[myers-meadow]

Meadow's Masterlist for Otis B. Driftwood, Gaunter O'Dimm and more

My list of works is growing and growing, so I split my masterlist up. Here is the list for the fics I've written for The Witcher 3, Otis B. Driftwood, Jason Voorhees, Moon Knight, Hellboy and The Conjuring franchise. Created and last updated on 29-04-2023. All my writing, even the shorter pieces that don't go onto AO3, are reblogged over at @myers-meadow-archive for ease of keeping track and archival purposes.

The link to my list for my other masterlist with Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, the Sinclair brothers and The Grabber is here.

The links are in order of fandom, the newest writings are at the top.

Reblogging my writing is very much appreciated, but reposting it, on any site, is plagiarism.

Gaunter O'Dimm

relationship headcanons (sfw)

multichapter (completed, nsfw) (AO3)

oneshots (nsfw) (AO3)

Otis B. Driftwood

Heaven help the fool who falls in love (18 +, oneshot)

A muse for him and him alone (heed warnings, multichap)

Gn reader: Knocking on a stranger's door (sfw, alternate beginning to Sweet thing)

Fem reader: Sweet thing/forgotten hot cocoa (mild smut, oneshot)

New Year's (drabble, sfw)

Gn reader: Late Night Visit (to the Firefly House), (sfw, oneshot).

Dating headcanons

Slow burn Otis Driftwood x OC in an AU shared with @immortal-velociraptor and @vincent-sinclair-deserved-better. Chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter five, chapter 6.1, chapter 6.2.

Other horror characters/Multiple fandoms

Valak x reader, Ed Warren x reader: Serpent Tongue (dark, 18 + heed warnings, oneshot)

Jason Voorhees x reader: A Strawberry Summer (fluff, sfw, oneshot).

Slashers and their favourite flowers headcannon list

Notes from your slasher S/O

Other fandoms

Nuada Silverlance from Hellboy 2 - multichapter (completed)

King Radovid and Geralt of Rivia oneshots

Moon boys and Arthur Harrow x OCs: Chapter one.

Dividers made by me; Knight Daniel Ridgway's Women Washing Clothes by a Stream and Claude Monet's The Artist's Garden at Vétheuil.

[montcumbry-gaytor]

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꩜ fandoms I write for ↓↓↓

The Witcher ( Series )

Call of Duty - Black Ops

Call of Duty - Cold War

Call of Duty - Modern Warfare II (remastered)

Call of Duty - Modern Warfare III

Call of Duty - Ghosts

Skyrim: The Elder Scrolls

Jojo's Bizzare Adventure

Seven Deadly Sins

Overwatch

Creepypasta

Ghost ( Band )

The Crow

Hellboy

MCU

DCU

Dragon Age Inquisition

Baldur's Gate 3

Good Omens

The Boys

Game Of Thrones

Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

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𐙚 pedophilia.

𐙚 necrophilia.

𐙚 character x reader x character in which the canon characters are related.

𐙚 scat or piss kinks.

𐙚 mpreg.

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[maxthefryingpan12]

Okay! I am here to request something! It's super vague so I'm sorry if this is not enough to get your creative juices flowing. If you need more detail just let me know and I'll do whatever I can to help you out! I was wondering if you wouldn't mind writing some super domestic fluff with Hellboy!! No specific stipulations. You have free range of the world and everything about it. I just really need some domestic fluff in my life right about now!!

Thank you so much for your time! Let me know if this doesn't work for you 😊❤️

This does work for me and I think I have an idea on what to write! I’m a little fuzzy on the details of Hellboy since I haven’t seen it in a long time but I’ll try my best!

The Demon and the Crazy Cat Witch.//Hellboy(Anung Un Rama) x Witch!Fem!Reader

Should the need arise, I will write GN and Male versions!

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Hellboy was still getting used to the new layout of his room. Having recently been renovated due to his new girlfriend the place was more spacious and clean. You see his girlfriend, Y/N L/N, was a witch. While she brought more cats she also brought her work and work space, and her tidiness. Unlike the demon she liked to keep the place clean and organized. Which wasn’t a problem since it became a habit to clean together regularly. So much of a habit that he even cleaned while she was on a mission without him.

He liked the fact that he didn’t argue with her as much as well. Life was nice. The cats were well taken care of, the apartment was clean, they were happy. He especially liked the fact that she always took care of him after missions.

They were also a great team together. She motivated him to be a better person and she was always so kind to him. He couldn’t stop with the reasons he loved her.

The mutual love for cats was one of the biggest reasons. He doesn’t think he’s ever been happier.

Sometimes the two of them cuddle up on the couch and watch movies until you both fall asleep.

Tonight was no different.

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Midnight, my familiar, was curled up in my lap as I was cuddled into my boyfriend’s side with my legs draped over his lap. We were watching an action movie and curled up on the couch. The soft blanket around us made the moment even more tender as Anung rubbed circles on my thigh mindlessly. Every once in a while he would kiss the top of my head and squeeze me closer.

Every time he did I would smile and snuggle closer.

Earlier today he returned from a long mission and said that he just wants to spend time with me.

“Hey, can we talk about something?” Anung asked.

“Sure, what’s up?” I looked up at him.

He paused the movie before speaking. “We’ve been together for a while now.” He started.

“Yes, is something wrong?” My eyebrows furrowed.

“No, nothing is wrong. You know I love you, and I’d do anything for you.” He continued.

“Yes?” I looked at him in confusion.

“I know we haven’t talked about it… but I’d like to ask you to marry me…” his eyes met mine, his filled with fear and desperation.

I was speechless. Of course I would love to marry him, but how? Maybe this is just something we’d have to fight for. I’d be happy to.

“I’d love to marry you.” I smiled brightly.

Relief washed over his face as he cupped mine in his large hand and placed his lips on mine.

He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine and looked into my eyes. “It’s a plan then.”

I giggled and kissed him again.

The rest of the night was spent in each other’s arms.

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Let me know if y’all want a spicy part two.

Bye!~

[moxfirefly]

Now you got me thinking~ "Instead of staring you could join me" with #39 (shower sex). The werewolf transformation is taxing on its best days and bloody gruesome on others. Either way, her mind/body can linger in a "primal" state for hours or days after the full moon passes, and what's a demon to do about his gf's wired nerves and the (sensual) animal she becomes every month?

*cracks knuckles* my times has come.

Let’s get thiiiiis

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

The best description is a hangover. A clouded brain and an ache that covers just about every inch of you. The full moon had come and gone roughly 48hrs ago and yet that buzzing in your veins remained. You stretch on the comfortable bed, bones satisfyingly cracking. You always felt particularly different in the mornings after a full moon, the animal state is there albeit fighting against the logical human side.

Nothing your boyfriend can’t balance out, with a good fuck nonetheless.

But when you reach out and find an empty spot next to you, you frown but the sound of water quickly alerts you to where he’s at. He must’ve headed out for an early workout, that sweetheart didn’t want to disturb your rest and had sneaked out probably. You don’t bother with clothes, opting to get up in all your naked glory to make the quick trek to his massive shower and simply enjoy the view.

Leaning against the bathroom sink you brush your teeth and admire Hellboy. Often times you found yourself touching him, not just sexually but because the feel of him could ground you so easily. A strong arm around your waist, a rough hand disappearing into your hair to give a gentle tug. Golden eyes lost to yourself, his love was palpable and all too real.

His tail swished lightly and you followed it, strong legs quickly getting your mind into a whirlwind of not so innocent thoughts. The voice in the back of your head, the animalistic one that demanded to ‘kill kill’ now simply echoed ‘fuck fuck’.

You bit your lip, felt too warm even with the hot shower steaming the glass. Images of Hellboy taking you, claiming you in only the way he could, bombarded your mind in so many scandalous imagery. The source of your desires lay just below his waist, each river of water cascading down his chiseled body. You weren’t aware how hard you were biting into your toothbrush until your jaw protested.

Hellboy’s gaze fell on yours, a grin forming on his handsome features.

“Instead of staring you could join me” He ran a hand through his wet locks, casting them aside to have a better view of your eyes eating him up.

Well, he did invite you.

Spitting out toothpaste you did just that, join him in the hot steaming shower and quickly latch onto his warm wet body. He smelled so good, felt just right, you couldn’t help but rub yourself against in heated desire. Lips quickly at his neck, the vibration of his chuckle tickling your lips. “Missed me?” You felt stone run down your hip, how can something so rough feel so good on your skin?

“Woke up with this terrible just awful need to ride you but you abandoned me” You sucked a bruise onto his neck, enjoying his stone fingers flexing against your rear. “Figured you were still beat from your full moon escapades, didn’t wanna push it” He dug his unoccupied hand into your locks and pulled back enough to ghost his lips against yours. Oh he liked to tease, knowing full well the dangers that would arise.

“You trying to make me beg?” You whispered against his lips, he shook his head lightly. “Nah, just like seeing you so hot and bothered for me” He finally, albeit happily, kissed you. You wanted to feel embarrassed how deeply you moaned into such a soft kiss but you had woken up ready to go.

Hellboy didn’t miss a beat, quickly deepening the kiss and giving your hair a nice little firm tug. That in itself caused you to bite down on his bottom lip, pulling a low grunt from him. He quickly backed you up against the tiles, the moment you grinned against him he buckled. Leaning down he fondled one of your breast, lips catching a nipple which he sucked wantonly. You felt that drunkness take over your brain, cloud over anything that wasn’t your demand for release. “Fuck, come on, need you” You arched your body against him, nethers throbbing and body heated. The sensation could become so overwhelming, a desire to be fucked like an animal.

You bit your lip, grinning so hard you couldn’t help it. Heat spread all over your body, travelled to every spot and piece of flesh you craved for him to kiss, touch and bite. Hellboy’s teeth reacquainted themselves with a spot on your breast, sucking a large bruise onto it. Drops of warm water hit you as you craned your neck with pleasure. Opening your mouth you caught a few of the drops on your tongue, a salacious image Hellboy did not miss out on.

“Need me bad?” He kissed the question up your chest. You nodded, resting a hand against his cheek. “Fuck me, fuck this feeling out of my system, Red” You spoke breathlessly, eyes shutting just lost to the sensations around you. You felt Hellboy carefully place his horned forehead against your own, a satisfied smile almost taunting you.

“Anything you wish” He kissed you one more time and then moved you. Turning you to face the glass doors of the showers, the contrasting cool made your nipples harden. Hellboy spread your legs, a firm grab of your rear telling you to stick it out better for him. Gripping the flesh with his left hand he groaned at the price that awaited him. “Like an animal, yeh?” His words were whispered at your ear, that along produced a shiver from your body. Oh curse him for knowing and reading your need so well. It wasn’t like he hadn’t done just that in the past 48hrs with you.

Your palms rested against the glass, they slid just as he slapped his hard length against your rear. That never seizes to make you moan, coupled with his stone hand gently grabbing your waist, you just knew he was about to deliver exactly what you needed.

Every time Hellboy has ever entered you it robs you of any coherent thought. Your brain goes into primal mode and it could be far more worse during the final strides of a full moon. Your body still felt like it wasn’t yours, only the animal remained and you were just it’s poor delicate host. You bit down on your forearm, that stretch sending so many signals into your drunken brain. Hellboy bottoms out with growl, the angle is a snug fit and you’re so warm and welcoming.

“Fuck me, fuck me harder” It’s almost a growl, from deep within your throat where the monsters remnants lay. Hellboy’s hard muscled body presses itself closer to your back, mouth at your shoulder as he pounds into you. The feeling of his tail wrapping around your thigh grounds you, reminds you this isn’t some faceless encounter but the man you’ve come to love and adore. You rest against him, his flesh hand runs up your breast and rests at your throat. Each thrust hits exactly the spot you need hit, that burning feeling spreads all over your chest and makes you dizzier.

You’re so lost in it you haven’t noticed how much you’ve been moaning. You haven’t noticed the smack of your hips against the glass, that lewd squelching sound of his thick cock in and out, in and out.

Hellboy’s whispering an assortment of filth at your ear, the hold on your throat is possessive but not dangerous, the feel of it makes you tighten around him. Enough so that he groans right up against your ear, groans how good your pussy takes him. You feel his teeth graze your pulse just as he thrusts against your sweet spot and you’re gone. Your orgasm hits you suddenly and so very strong, it travels every in your body as you moan his name. He doesn’t stop naturally, he wants to rip another wave like that from your body but just time it perfectly to cum with you.

You’re a mess of groans as he drives into you, skin slapping skin, your tits press against the glass in nothing short of a salacious visual. Hellboy wishes he could watch you from the outside, but here? Inside? Inside of you? Nothing beats that. You feel release hit you just as Hellboy’s thrust stutter and he buries a long growl against your neck. He fills you up with so much warmth, so deeply, so strongly.

You feel that monster beneath the surface quiet, as your legs shake from the intensity of it all.

Hellboy is there, as always, he’s there to hold you together.

[silentcrowsilentravens]

Hi! May I request Abe Sapien x my mermaid oc? ( she has a human form) She has light tan skin, long black hair, black eyes and a pink tail. Her personality is shy,kind, quiet, curious and reserved.

The plot would include their first meeting and her first mission the genres would be romance and action.

Hope you have a good day/night! ^^

Fish man <3

Abe Sapien x fem mermaid oc, first meeting/mission.

Word count: 629

Warnings: violence.

Masterlist here!

Fog crawls across the lake's surface. An unnatural light shines from its depths. 

A whip-like CRACK rings out. A big red blur soars through the air and just barely manages to reach dry land, skidding across the sand a few feet.

“Are you alright?” Abe asks, hovering beside the demon.

Hellboy tugs his sopping wet trenchcoat back over his shoulders, coughing up a generous amount of water, slime, and sand as he stands. The taste is one he desperately wants to get out of his mouth, which is saying something considering the absurd amount of nasty shit that he’s had splattered, drooled, puked, and sprayed on him while on missions.

"Peachy," he replies dryly. "I'm already done with this thing's crap."

The agent accompanying them pulls his hand away from his comm. "We—" 

The source of radiance rises from the water and like lightning, a tentacle shoots out of the murk and sends the agent into the sky. He lands some fifteen feet away with a loud splash. 

“Oh dear.”

A second tentacle slams onto the ground between Abe and Hellboy, then sweeps Abe’s feet out from under him. He braces himself to make contact with the ground, but he never does. 

“Hey, ugly!” Hellboy fires a couple of rounds into the amalgamation of tentacles, eyeballs, and fleshy bulbs now swinging Abe back and forth like a clock’s pendulum. “Let go of him! I'm not done with you yet!”

The next thing Abe knows, he’s airborne. He can faintly hear Hellboy yell something along the lines of, “Not like that!”

When he lands, it isn't too far from the agent, who he can see failing and around and struggling to get afloat. Abe hooks his arms under the agent’s armpits and swims up to the surface, then towards the shore. Once the agent seems to have gotten a decent amount of oxygen back into his lungs, Abe asks, “Are you alright?” 

“Yeah.”

In the distance, there are ear-piercing screeches and Abe can vaguely see the sea monster failing about. “What were you going to say earlier?” 

The agent opens his mouth to speak. 

At what’s a little short of a midway point between where they had previously been and now stand, Abe takes notice of what appears to be a human woman diving into the lake. And the lake is, of course, not a safe place for civilians to be in right now.

"Hold that thought for a moment longer. Excuse me? Miss?"

"But—!"

The word goes unheard. With a plash, Abe becomes nothing but a dark shape beneath the water's surface.

The figure ahead of him whips around. 

Abe…

Well. 

Sometimes, he holds pride in how well he keeps his composure, but he briefly loses it.

This woman… appears to not actually be human. She is also the most beautiful being Abe has ever gazed upon. Eyes and long hair as dark as a raven's wings, tanned skin, and most interestingly, a pink fish tail where there was once a pair of legs. The bizarre light in the water only adds to her seraphic appearance. 

Abe blinks and tilts his head after a stint of silence. "Hello."

"Hi," she replies shyly. "...Are you Abe? The B.P.R.D. sent me down here to help out."

Oh. Abe recalls hearing mention of a new member the other day. Perhaps the agent was trying to tell them that she was on her way to help with the sea monster.

Oh! The sea monster! Hellboy was probably still fighting it! How very unlike Abe to forget something so important.

"Yes. Yes, that's right, follow me." Abe takes off back towards the direction he got thrown from, the merperson not far behind. "May I ask for your name?"

"It's Riya."