#hellboy x liz

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Human/Monster Romance Tournament Semi-Finals!! Please vote on Twitter here: X.  Let’s see this through to (Twitters) end!

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R4-1: Hellboy and Liz Sherman (Hellboy) Vs Roxanne Ritchi and Megamind (Megamind)

R4-2: Catra and Adora (She-Ra) Vs Venom the Symbiote and Eddie Brock (Venom)

See the R1 post here to get the names of all past participants: X.

#hellboy #hellboy x liz #megamind #megarox #She Ra #catradora #venom #symbrock #Monster #monster romance #tournament #My posts #I'm like 90% sure it'll be symbrock that wins but #hey I'm open for a suprise #Hellboy is doing way better than I thought can't believe they beat TMA

[laughableillusions]

Actively tears up over Liz and Hellboy’s relationship

#FFFUUUCJKKK #HHHH #hellboy 2004 #hellboy x liz

[gatsby-system-folks]

They went to the beach in March, thinking it was warm enough but a cold front came through and they had to buy overpriced hoodies from a tourist shop

Close up and one without the filter bc the silhouettes in this drawing are shit. She's lighting his cigar.

I know I said to never separate Hellboy, Liz, and Abe, but this is a tender romantic moment let them be.

#hellboy #art #my art #liz sherman #hellboy x liz #i hesitantly tag my fic mostly because thats also the continuity this would fall into: #big apple supernatural #basn #i should go back and fix the tags on somma our old art shouldnt i #smoking tw #tw smoking #fanart #~ finnick #cursing tw #tw cursing

[of-monsters-and-werewolves]

Liz/Hellboy are Lesbian and Himbo dynamic.

"But they're literally in love with each other-" aye but fuck it I'm not here for respectability politics: mspec lesbian, lesbian umbrella term, demon gender fuckery, use your imagination.

If Tumblr can decide Ten & Donna fit the dynamic with Ten as the lesbian, Hellboy/Liz can fit it too.

#hellboy #hellboy x liz #hellboy/liz #liz x hellboy #liz/hellboy #lesbian and himbo #queer #inclus

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trios that feel polyamorous coded but no explanation

feel free to add

#superman #clark kent #bruce wayne #batman #wonder woman #diana prince #dc trinity #superwonderbat #dcu #hellboy #agent myers #liz sherman #manolo the book of life #the book of life #juaquin x maria #stevenatsam #steve rogers #sam wilson #natasha romanoff #matt murdock #foggy nelson #karen page #marvel #mcu #avengers

[clownistyping]

May I please have some head canons with Liz,Abe and Kraus on signs that they got some mega feels for an S/O? I wonder if they treat them differently and such uwu 💕

My life has changed again ever since I last posted lmao, that's for another post. enjoy the symbolism gifs bc its too hard to find gifs of these three

Liz (movie version) 

She's a mess, she's sure that the feelings are one sided. But a piece of her is still burning bright to believe that there's a chance you like her back. 

She hides from you and becomes a bit of a stalker, not in a weird way. Like photos on the wall, she boy does she daydream.

She gets help from Professor Broom in how to go about confessing her feelings. Too embarrassed to go to Hellboy since they had a past relationship. (I can't erase what they had) 

She writes letters to you, they always have a crisp edge to them. But it's the one letter that's basically ash that you can tell meant the most from her. Her confession of admiration to you. 

When you do accept it, she has to take a cold shower because she's so overjoyed. 

But then she's terrified, what if she hurts you? Or even worse? It's the last thing she wants but the first thing on her mind. But your comforting words help her immensely. She's never felt so safe. 

Abe (movie version)

Him and Liz are big writers to be honest, so he's writing sonnets and poems inspired by his admiration and love for you. But he goes out of his way to be with you. 

Checks on you daily, make sure you're eating and well rested especially before a mission. 

Abe loves just being with you, albeit even if you can hear how fast his heart is racing. Especially when you lean closer to hear the story he's reading. Or the retelling of a mission with hellboy. 

He brings you gifts from the missions that take him far off, whatever he knows you like. He brings you. And by the fifth gift, you start to get the hint. There may be more than friendship behind the gifts. 

But still, he's scared of ruining this friendship.

So it's you that steps up and he's shocked when you said you know he likes you. 

'Was it really that obvious?' My brother in Christ, you made a scrapbook. 

But he's giddy, he does the same as he did before the start of the relationship. But now, he can't stop saying 'I love you'

Kraus (can be movie or comic)

He's never had such a bad stutter before until he realized his love for you. 

How can someone ever love a gas bag like him? He's constantly belittling himself even though he seems to be a confident being. He's far from it. 

He's afraid, but he wants it. Craves being with you. 

Being with you, just standing in the same room. Both takes his breath away and makes him so happy. 

He doesn't stop talking about you, like oh my god bro we get it. You like (Y/N) shut the hell up. 

But when told to make a move on you, he steps back a million times. Saying no one could be with him. He's arrogant, he's selfish. He's insecure. He's. 

It's only when you tell him how much you enjoy being with him. Does it click for him. 

It's real, you do like him. He is loved. And he loves you. 

He buys you so many gifts oh my god. 

#rewatching the fnaf movie and mike got me twirling my hair and giggling n shit god save my soul literally regressing into my fnaf phase #im not attracted to william afton but its MATTHEW LILLARD COME ON Y'ALL #hellboy imagines #hellboy and the bprd #hellboy 2004 #hellboy comics #liz sherman x reader #johann kraus x reader #abe sapian x reader

[oldfangirl81]

Is there an asexual equivalent to MonsterFucker?

I think they (vampires, werewolves, shifters, demons, aliens) are neat. I like shipping them. But I don't actually want to fuck any of them myself.

#things I ponder as I watch Hellboy 2004 again #i still ship John x Hellboy #and Liz x Hellboy x John #monster fucker #asexual #tmi? oh well

[scholastic-dragon]

Hellboy x OC Ayia (for @ayia-the-wolf-girl )

Friend, once again I am so sorry it took me so long to write this and I hope you enjoy it! 😁

Love at first abandoned laboratory

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: none other than spelling mistakes

Summary: Red, Liz, and Abe are on a mission to investigate an abandoned laboratory, what they find is much more interesting than paperwork

"This place is freaky," HB groans, looking up at the abandoned building, the windows were cracked and boarded up. The floors had been ripped up, leaving splinters and wood chips everywhere, not to mention the giant holes in the ground.

"Perfect place for illegal experimentation's," Liz added, pulling her flashlight out of her belt and turning it on as she carefully stepped into the building.

"This is also the last clue we have for all those missing people cases from Manning, it's not a coincidence that we found this place, I can assure you," Abe was right behind her with his large camera that could sense supernatural or not human auras.

Hellboy followed last, cigar lit and gun at the ready, he peered up into the ceiling, cobwebs hung low, covering any and all light fixtures.

"Oh my gosh," Liz gasped, both men turned to find her looking through a filing cabinet that had fallen on its side. "Oh these poor people," Liz looked up from the thick folder, tears brimming her eyes.

Abe quickly knelt by her side, peering at the file and paperwork.

"These scientists worked most of these people to death just for the sake of experiments, and it didn't even bring results that would help anything like diseases or anything. They just-"

"Treated 'em worse than dirt and left 'em here to die?" Hellboy finished, blowing out the smoke from his cigar. Liz nodded, handing that file to Abe and picking up another one.

"What I don't get is why they would leave these files here," Abe stated, glancing at Liz then Red. "This is incriminating evident against them, it has their names, addresses, even pictures of their faces! Why would they leave it out in the open like this?"

"Maybe they didn't have a choice?" Liz mused, furiously flipping through papers. "Most of these people were all written down to be hostile and violent, maybe they left because they didn't have a choice or they were killed,"

"Are they the people that went missing? The ones from Mannings case?" HB asked, leaning over Abe's shoulder.

Before Abe could respond, a loud crash sounded down a dark hallway, followed by strange snarling noises.

HB and Abe drew their guns, glancing at each other before Hellboy started to move toward the hallway.

"Liz, you stay here and let us know if something comes through, okay?" HB nods to Abe to take the lead with his camera.

"Yeah, got it," Liz nodded, shifting so she could watch the hallway and the main door that they had entered.

Abe snuck down the hall, making sure his feet made as little noise as possible, taking pictures of all the rooms and walls, but not finding anything.

"You gettin' a read yet, Blue?" Hellboy asked, puffing his cigar.

"No nothing....wait," Abe stopped in front of two large steel doors. A large chain was wrapped around the handles, keeping it tightly closed. "This is something," Abe put the camera down, taking his gloves off and touches the chains.

He gasped, turning back and looking up at Red. "Somethings definitely in there, I can't quite tell who or what, but-"

"Is it friendly?" Red asked, taking a match out to relight his cigar.

"Can't tell," Abe shook his head, standing up.

"Only one way to find out," Red rolled his shoulders, grabbing the chains in his hands and ripping them from the handles. The now loose chain loops clanged and fell to the stone floor. He, rather roughly, pushed open the doors, slamming them against the walls.

"Red! You can't-" Abe started.

Whatever was in there quickly ran from one side of the room to the other. The lights were mostly off, save for the one hanging directpy in the center of the room. Tables, beds, and other medical equipment were thrown and scattered about.

As it ran, it hit a steel table, knocking it and several glass containers over, smashing loudly.

"Read it, Blue," Red simply stated, coming to stand in the center of the room, listening intently.

Abe sighed, standing behind him and holding his hand out. He cocked his head, humming softly.

"Its...someone like us, but, more animal like, they've been here a long time,"

"Can they understand us?"

"I believe so,"

"Hey! Grumpy! We're not here ta hurt ya' we want ta help you!" Red shouted, the sound echoing through the metal lined walls.

The thing moved again, coming a bit closer but still hiding in the shadows. Abe peered forward, sighing in disbelief that that was what Red had said.

Instead a beaker flew through the air, smashing against Reds face. He dropped his cigar, it fell to the floor, burning out into a small pile of ash.

"Oh!" Red groaned, bending over, squinting and holding his head. "What the hell?"

"I thought that would happen," Abe murmured, helping Red to stand up straight. "Duck!"

More beakers, folders, even filing cabinet drawers came flying from the shadows at them.

A beaker flew past Abe's face, almost hitting one of his eyes, he quickly ducked down, covering his face. Red stood over him, feeling his patience wear thin.

"Stop! We're not here ta hurt ya!" Red yelled, using his stone hand to block Abes face. The other was holding his gun out, moving it around toward the shadows. But Red didn't shoot, he couldn't see where the thing was and in a room lined with metal the bullet was likely to ricochet.

Abe held his hand out, reading for the monster, he hummed.

"They're scared, it's defensive,"

"Well what do you want me to do about it?"

"Put your gun away and stop shouting,"

Red glanced down at Abe before sighing, putting the gun in its holster. Abe cleared his throat, taking a step forward.

"It's alright, we are here to help," Abe spoke calm and firmly, hand outstretched to find the person.

"No one comes here ta help," The voice spoke, very thick Scottish accent. It came from all directions, making Abe slightly dizzy, he couldn't find where they were.

"Well we did, so if you could be so kind as to not chuck books at us that'd be great," Red grumbled, turning to the back shadowy wall. He could've sworn the shadow behind him just moved.

"I will if ya leave," it responded again, this time it sounded closer.

"You do not have to be afraid," Abe spoke, he couldn't find them per se but he could feel their fear and apprehension. "We are like you, and we want to help you, honest."

"So we're they," finally a dark shadowy corner formed the outline of a person. Skinny and lanky, covered in dirty ripped white pajama looking clothing. "All those nasty doctors were like us to and they didn't give a damn, why should I believe you,"

"Because unlike them, we are recruiting our kind, not locking them up and experimenting on them," Abe responded.

Even from the shadows Red saw her squint her eyes, big yellow orbs with small black slits. She was clearly unconvinced from Abe's reason.

"Hey," Red spoke over Abe, getting her attention. "If we were here ta hurt ya you'd be dead already,"

She quirked her head to the side, showing off a large gray ear. She thought for a moment, maybe going with them would be better. None of the old scientists were going to come back. Maybe this was her chance to start again. It didn't help "Red" was rather handsome and headstrong like she was.

She scoffed, taking a step into the dim lighting, crossing her arms.

It was then Red saw how small she really was, her red hair was matted and greasy, her arms and legs thin as twigs and she was as pale as a ghost.

And yet, she held her head high, not letting her guard down. She was clearly a "fight-till-the-end" kinda girl. Why did knowing that make his heart skip a beat?

"Make any bad moves and I'll kill ya both without question," She pointed a finger at them both. Red simply smiled.

"Wouldn't want it any other way,"

#hellboy #hellboy headcannons #hellboy imagine #hellboy imagines #hellboy x reader #hellboy 2008 #hellboy 2006 #liz sherman #liz #abe #abe sapien #thanks for the ask!

[writing-nothing-but-spilled-ink]

Welp I started reading the Hellboy comics and I'm incredibly disappointed that Liz and hellboy don't get together in the comics but that's what I get for only watching the movies my whole life lol but one of the funniest criticisms I happened to come across between the movies and comics was someone saying the movies made Hellboy to attractive and honestly that's so funny to me because like they look really close compared to the comics at least in my opinion

#hellboy #dark horse comics #hellboy comics #just rambling #hellboy 2001 #hellboy 2004 #movies #liz sherman #liz sherman x hellboy

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★·.·`¯´·.Liz Sherman.·`¯´·.·★

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#masterlist #liz sherman #liz sherman x reader #hellboy x reader

[dorkofclanlavellan]

Hellboy Masterlist

Abe Sapien

Liz Sherman

Liz/Red poly

Red/Hellboy (Ron Perlman)

Red/Hellboy (David Harbour)

Ben Daimio

#hellboy #red x reader #red x liz x reader #ben daimio x reader #abe sapien x reader

[roadklii]

Abbadon, a Hellboy OC:

This is basically Abbadon's lore since y'all were interested in it! And of course I'd love to share. Sorry, I don't know how to make a cut so I apologize in advance if this takes up a lot of room in the tags. Also, I may mention Karl but I'm in no way shape or form supporting his actions/beliefs, this is just lore for a character of mine.

⚠️ TW ⚠️

- Mentions of n4zis

- Abuse & beatings

The Second Birth:

The year was 1504, and a meteor just struck the coast of Alaska. In doing so, it shook the ground and caused a certain crystal prison in the Earth's mantle to crack. This prison, was Abba-Hem's, the first Ogdru Hem to be born and the first to be locked away/banished. She's been sleeping in the prison for four billion years, not aging. When the crystal cracked, she woke up, and clawed her way out. Only to have to dig a lot more to reach the surface. It was similar to being born again, she was practically buried alive. It was horrible to have to dig her way out, especially from the mantle, and she didn't age so she did this all as a baby.

Abandoned:

Her first thoughts after breaking out of the ground were "Where is my family, where is my mom?" The only memories she had of her life were from four billion years ago, and then she got locked away. What happened to her parent and her 368 siblings? Where are they? Are they waiting for her? Are they stuck in the ground too? Why aren't they here? Does she need to dig them out? From the day she awakened, to when she was 440 years old, she searched for her family. That's 440 years of her life she spent looking, she's witnessed a lot, and has seen generations of families grow up. She didn't give up the search, not right now at least.

Over the course of her life, she's learned that many people don't like big, scary, dragon creatures like her. So she's used her abilities to make herself a more "humanoid" form, this is not her true form but merely a mask she puts on to make folks more comfortable. In this form she looks like a regular 30 year old white woman with straight black hair. But she still has wings, horns, and a long tail she can't get rid of. She much rather would prefer to stay in this human form, as she has found it's better because people like her more. And it hurts to keep switching back, her clothes get torn because Ogdru Hem aren't small creatures.

Captured:

Whilst flying in this human form, searching for her family, she felt a sharp pain in her side. And realized she'd been shot with a dart, a popular human made weapon to knock people or animals out. She plummeted out of sky but luckily a few trees broke her fall. The nazis had shot her down. The war was not looking good for them, and the Thule Occult Society had been watching her for a few days already. A monster like her could be used as a weapon for them. What they didn't know, was that she was an Ogdru Hem, and she's more useful than they think to win the war and summon the Ogdru Jahad.

She'd been questioned, studied, poked and prodded, and then beaten and tortured because she would always put up a fight when they would try and study her. She may be a monster but she knew right from wrong, and since they wouldn't let her go she would at least give them a struggle.

First Love:

It'd been almost a year since she'd been captured, it hasn't gotten any easier either. She sleeps in a small, cold room, and every few days they drag her out to study her some more or run tests to make sure she's still "useful." At least they gave her new clothes because when she'd been shot down she only had rags stolen from the townsfolk.

The guy running all the tests themselves is named Karl Ruprecht Kroenen, and he wears a gas mask all the time. Over the months Abbadon has been captured, he's taken a liking to her, and she has as well to him.

Their relationship was really great at first, he started learning to talk again, and the beatings have lessened but they're still there. Instead of that cold room, she slept with him in his quarters, and she's one of the few people that have seen his face after the incident.

Abuse:

Abbadon and Karl have been dating for three years now, and she's 440. She's found out she's pregnant, and tells Karl the same night he was planning on proposing. He hated himself, and he didn't want his kid to turn out like him, a real monster. So he pushed Abba away, and borderline abused her. He was such a coward. He didn't ask to marry her that night, but kept the ring for himself.

The abuse from her boyfriend and from the occult society was traumatizing. It was just horrible for someone to go through, she needed a way out and fast.

Escape:

The Thule Occult Society has been telling Abbadon that to see her family again, she must work for them, and do as they say. She could be a possible key to summon her parent again. But she knew that wasn't true, she'd overheard Rasputin talking to the other members of the occult, they didn't have the key. They were using her this whole time, it was a lie, she isn't going to see her family again. It was devastating, having spent 440 years of your life wasted away trying to find something that isn't coming back. Looking for her family was her purpose, now what? Is she useless? The occult can't study her anymore, so what can she do?

The night that they attempted to open the portal, the start of the first movie, was when she escaped. Everyone was distracted with the portal, so she snuck into her room, stuffed as many things as she could into a bag, and flew far away from that retched place. The only thing she has to remember it was a jacket Karl had given her and her baby. By the time she escaped, she was 7 months pregnant and horribly depressed. Is she useless now?

Recovering:

It'd been a month since she flew away, and a village by her hiding spot had saw her flying and reported her. The BPRD took her in, and questioned her. She was so scared, she was terrified. Was it going to be more tests? Was she going to be beaten again? Are they going to lock her away? Will they kill her?! They didn't do any of that, thank god, they only did a lot of questioning. Like, "If you're an ogdru hem, why aren't you trying to kill us all? Why do you have a human form? Why didn't anyone report you sooner? Where have you been staying? How didn't you get caught all those years while searching for your family?"

She answered them all truthfully.

It was 1944, Hellboy was just found, and so was Abbadon. We all know what had happened with Red, Broom took him in, and the government was protecting his secret existence. That's basically what happened with Abba, but she wasn't taken in by anybody, she had her own living quarters and lived her own life away from people, but still with the BPRD.

The Agency:

Krissy is the name of Abaddon's daughter, Krissy Kroenen. She has beautiful blue eyes, blonde hair, and small horns and a tail, no wings. If you saw her with her mother you'd think they weren't related, but Abba loves her dearly. It'd been a long while of them living at the agency, Abba and Krissy were taken back to New Jersey with Hellboy and Broom. Where they have a new room there, which is bigger and more house-like. Red's room looks like a hurricane blew through there and it smells horrible, cat infestation as well.

By now, Abbadon is 500, since she's an ogdru hem she ages way slower than a regular demon, so she's really in her late thirties in human years. Krissy is 60, but she's half ogdru hem so she's really only 16-17. Hellboy is 60 too but he's a regular demon so he ages fast, he's in his late twenties.

Abba : 39

Hellboy : 28

Krissy : 16 - 17

I just don't want it to be weird when I say that Abba and Red are dating at the start of the first movie. (Liz is just a best friend of both of them.)

No, Abba was not raised with Red, she didn't know him as a child, they met as adults and dated as adults. They were merely found at the same time and lived in the same area but away from eachother. It's completely okay, just thought I'd point that out in case someone takes it out of context.

Abba is now an official agent as well, working for the BPRD along with Red. She has a very similar job, a monster that fights monsters.

Happy Ending:

Abbadon is working for the BPRD, she's far away from Karl, she's married to Hellboy, Krissy takes up singing gigs, another baby is on the way! She still has ptsd and flashbacks, and she doesn't think anyone will ever understand what she's gone through, but Manning has been sending her to domestic abuse circles and ww2 survivor centers. She's slowly realizing she isn't alone out there, but tramua isn't easy to heal.

Krissy, your dad is here:

Karl faked his death, snuck into the BPRD, killed Broom, and ran into his kid on the way out. The kid he's never met before.

He was going to kill Krissy too, but stopped to actually look at her. Her horns, her tail, he didn't care about that he's met demons before. But her face and her hair. Her eyes.. that was familiar to him. Krissy asked who he was, her mother had told her about her dad before, and what kind of person he was and all the things he did to her.

She thought for a second too and asked if he was her father, to which he slid his blade back into place and stared. It was only a moment of meeting eachother, Karl had to escape unless he wanted to be caught and Krissy heard that something happened with Broom and was needed to investigate.

Goodbye:

Abba goes to Moscow with the group, and see's Karl again. She goes down into the contraption he's impaled on, and talks to him. He signed he was going to propose that night, and he wished he did, he wish he was here for his daughter and misses Abbadon greatly. She couldn't even respond. The sick son of a b1tch is about to realize actions have consequences. Abba was sobbing, the only thing she could say was "After all you've put me through.. I wouldn't even marry you back then. I may look like this but you're the real monster. I hate you."

And then she left, she never came back either. And that bastard got the ending he deserves, he can't die, he's stuck on that spike, thinking about what Abbadon said to him for eternity.

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HEY OMG THAT WAS A LOT TO WRITE-! I really hope y'all enjoy, I love Abbadon so much, I love Krissy, I love her and Red's kid. Who is named Andras by the way and she's a sweetie.

Just another note before I go: I HATE KARL. I HATE KARL SO MUCH. I DON'T LIKE HIM, AND THIS IS FOR LORE ONLY OKAY?? HE'S A RACIST AND HE'S AN ABUSER. THAT IS NOT COOL, HE'S DISGUSTING.

Anywayyyyyy

If you have any questions then ya know, ask away-!

Thank you for reading btw

#Hellboy OC #hellboy 2004 #Hellboy 2008 #self insert #karl ruprecht kroenen #grigori rasputin #ogdru jahad #Ogdru hem #Liz Sherman #abe sapien #Oc x canon #art #character lore #my characters

[venerable-sun]

Call My Name (Nuada x Reader)

Nuada Silverlance (Hellboy) x Reader

TW: Some slight violence (as to be expected), but otherwise just Nuada being an emotionally-constipated ass

Word Count: ~5400 words

Prompt: I always call you by your title except the one time when you’re in trouble, enemies to lovers, slight hurt-comfort

I stayed up until 3 am writing this, so if you see a typo... no you didn't. Just a reminder that my requests are open so please send them in!

Your ability to get along with just about everyone is something you take a lot of pride in. When you first came under the protection of the BPRD with Red, you had quickly formed many valuable connections, even if you couldn’t call many of them true friends. And when Liz later joined the team, the two of you got on like wildfire (pun intended) almost instantly. Hell, even Manning acts agreeable towards you. You’ve always thought of yourself as a charming person, despite your somewhat off-putting appearance, and your skills in negotiation and peacemaking are unmatched.

That is, until a certain elf-prince came into the BPRD’s custody and put that to the test.

You hadn’t been part of the task team that fought in the Battle of the Golden Army, your… special skills pulling you away from the conflict to mediate between two warring tribes of giants in the Himalayas. 

You are an Avian, a mutated human with wings and the ability to speak every language, both human and supernatural, on the planet. Had the two tribes gone to war, it would have been devastating for the entire Asian continent and would have exposed the entire supernatural world. Being deep into the world’s tallest mountains and in the throes of complicated negotiations meant that you had little to no communication to the outside world for weeks, so to say you were shocked to find out that the world had been incredibly close to being destroyed by an ancient army would be an understatement. 

Even more shocking was finding out that the BPRD had taken the culprit into custody. 

The compound was bustling with activity as you made your way through the long corridors to Manning’s office for your debrief. Familiar faces greeted you as you walked past, some stopping for a moment to ask you about your mission. There were a few who gave you a wide berth, eyeing your wings warily. You had grown used to such looks, knowing that your wings were far from the prettiest things to gaze upon. Avians are an incredibly rare type of mutation, but your specific type even more so. While most had beautiful feathered wings like that of an angel, yours more closely resembled a bat’s. 

You unconsciously tuck your wings closer against your back, wishing that there was more room underground to stretch out to your full wingspan more often. 

You knock on Manning’s door once before pushing your way in, too tired from your trip to wait for him to call you in. All you want to do is take a long, hot shower and sleep for days. 

You’re surprised someone is already sitting there across from the director of the BRPD, and from the tension in his shoulders he isn’t very happy. His head snaps towards you the moment you step into the room, his golden eyes finding yours instantly. His mouth is pulled back into a sneer as he regards you coolly, eyes flicking up and down your form before settling on your wings. Something hardens in his gaze, and he quickly turns his body away from you as if you were not even there. 

“Ah, you’ve returned!” Manning greets. “Well?” 

“The conflict between the giants has successfully been resolved,” you report, trying hard to ignore the disdain that seems to be radiating from the golden-eyed man. “I doubt they will be so quick to go to arms with each other again.” 

Manning hums in approval, settling back into his seat. “I want a full report typed up on my desk tomorrow.”  You nod, turning to leave. “Wait, there’s one more thing.”

You eye him warily, your hopes of a quick escape dashed. Manning gestures to the stranger in the room. “This is Nuada Silverlance, Prince of the Bethmoora Clan. He is in our charge for the foreseeable future.” You notice Nuada’s hands tightening into fists at his words. “I’ve assigned you to be his personal guide and companion while he settles into life here.” 

“I do not need a guide.” The prince speaks for the first time. His voice is deep and smooth like honey, and you would find it strangely attractive if it weren’t for the fact that he was glaring at you as he spoke. “And I certainly do not want companionship from the likes of her. If I am to be forced to live in this insufferable human prison, then I wish to at least be left alone.” 

“You will escort Nuada around the compound,” Manning ignores the silver-haired elf. “And you will help him with anything he needs as well as teach him about human culture.” 

Nuada growls, getting to his feet abruptly. “Absolutely not!”

Manning eyes him coolly. “Need I remind you of the reason you're here in the first place. And if you have any hopes of repairing your relationship with your sister, I would recommend you behave and do as we say.” 

You stifle a yawn as Nuada growls again, your jet lag really starting to make itself known. The elf turns his angry gaze towards you, rage sparking like molten gold in his eyes. “Am I boring you, human? Maybe a knife to your throat will wake you up.” He threatens. 

“Really? Because I don’t see any weapons on you.” You gesture to his empty belt and  exaggeratedly look around the office. “Unless you’ve hidden one somewhere. Is the knife here in the room with us?” 

Nuada looks like a volcano about to erupt, and you have to stifle a laugh. “That’s enough, (Name).” Manning says. “If you would be so kind as to show Nuada to his room. It’ll be right across from yours.” 

Great.

You and the elf-prince exit Manning’s office in silence and stand awkwardly in the hallway. “Okay,” you clear your throat. “It’s this way.”

You walk a few paces before you realize Nuada isn’t following. You sigh, mustering up the last of your remaining energy as you face the still-glaring prince. “Look, I know you don’t want to be here. Hell, I wouldn’t either. But you are, and from what I’ve heard about what happened, there’s much worse places you could be.” You hold up your hand to stop him as he takes an angry step forward. “We can fight about this tomorrow, but I have had a very long day. And I can promise you that of all the people to get assigned to be your chaperone, you could do a whole lot worse than me. So unless you want me to go get Red to be your buddy, I recommend that you follow me to your room.” 

With that, you turn and begin walking away again, a small smile pulling at your lips when you hear light, almost-silent footsteps following behind you. 

By the time you reach your rooms, your wings are dragging against the ground with exhaustion. “That’s yours, I guess.” You gesture vaguely at the door across from yours. “If you need anything, just knock or find one of the guards. I’m sure they won’t be far.” 

Nuada nods stiffly and enters into his room, closing the door solidly behind him. “Good talk,” you sigh. You spend the rest of the evening decompressing from your trip, taking a hot bath and relaxing in bed with a cup of tea, and most importantly, keeping your mind off of the intriguing elf-prince just across the hall from you.

~~~

You’re shockingly unbothered for the entire night, managing to sleep well into the next day. By the time you drag yourself out of bed, it’s shortly before noon and your stomach is making its hunger known. 

You dress quickly and go to knock on Nuada’s door. You wait several moments with no response and knock again, louder this time. 

“What do you want, human?” Nuada growls, opening the door half-way. 

“I thought you might be hungry and figured I could show you to the dining hall.” 

The elf narrows his eyes but reluctantly steps out. “If you must.” 

You struggle to hide your amusement at the sight of his disgusted face when you get to the bustling cafeteria. Agents roam between full tables and a clamor of voices and cutlery scraping against plates fills the air. Your smile fades when Nuada suddenly goes rigid. You follow his gaze to see Nuala sitting at a table with Abe. Their bodies are angled towards each other, knees knocking together as Abe leans forward to brush a stray hair behind her ear. 

Before you can stop him, Nuada is stalking forward, and you struggle to keep up behind him without knocking into anyone with your wings. Nuala gazes up at her brother with a face devoid of emotion while Abe pulls back awkwardly. “Sister, I wish to speak with you privately.”

“Whatever you have to say can be said to the both of us, brother.” She replies evenly. You hang back, unsure of if you should redirect this before the elf-prince causes a scene. 

“You really stoop so low as to openly fraternize with a traitor? You would truly embarrass your people this way?” Nuada shoots Abe a withering glare. The fish-man blinks in surprise. “Uhm, excuse me, but-” 

“I love Abe, brother. I expect you to respect my choice.” Nuala reaches over and clasps his hand in her own. “And he is far from a traitor.”

“He helps the enemy! He lives amongst them as if they are family!” Nuada hisses. 

“They are my family,” Abe replies smoothly. “If you were to let go of your hate, you could see all the good that they do.” 

Nuada growls, taking a menacing step forward. “Hey, let’s maybe not do this here, yeah?” You finally butt in, acutely aware that the dining hall has gone completely quiet and everyone’s attention in on you.

The elf-prince turns and stalks away without a word, leaving you struggling to keep up with him once again. He’s already half-way down the hall when you catch up to him, and you reach forward to grab at his wrist. “Nuada, hold on a second-” 

“Don’t you dare touch me, you filth!” 

You reel back for a moment, shocked at his outburst in one second and enraged in the next. 

“And don’t you dare talk to me like that, your highness.” You square up to the prince, matching his angry gaze with your own. “You may be royalty amongst your kind, but that doesn’t give you any right to speak to me in such a manner. I have done nothing but try to help you.” 

“I never asked for your help.” Nuada hisses, looming over you in a certain way that you try very hard not to pay attention to. “If you haven’t noticed, I am being held here against my will.” 

You soften slightly, feeling slightly bad for him despite yourself. “I know you are. But you tried to wipe out the entire human race- what did you expect to happen? The best you can do now is try and make the most of being here. It really isn’t so bad once you get used to it.” 

“I will never accept being a prisoner here.” Nuada growls, whipping around and stalking off in the direction of his room. 

You watch him go with a frown, deciding to give him some time to cool off. 

“I apologize for my brother,” a soft voice speaks from behind you. 

Nuala stands there with Abe standing slightly behind her, a sympathetic look on her face. “He has always been quick to anger, even when we were elflings.” 

You give her a lopsided smile, reaching out a hand to introduce yourself formally. “I appreciate the apology, but none is needed, at least not from you.” 

You cast a glance in the direction the elf in question disappeared off to. “I feel bad for him, in a way. Even though he tried to commit mass genocide and all.” 

“My brother is very passionate when it comes to the preservation of our people.” Nuala sighs. “Unfortunately, his means of acting on them are grossly misguided.” 

You leave the two of them to go on their way, heading back into the dining hall to actually eat this time. After making a quick sandwich, you leave with some fruit and bread wrapped in a napkin. You place it in front of Nuada’s door, knocking sharply twice before heading to the training room for some practice. 

Only once he’s certain you’ve left does Nuada open his door, stamping down the small twinge of guilt he feels as he picks up the food you’ve left for him. 

~~~

Nuada doesn’t leave his room once for the next three days. The only indication you have that he’s still in there is the faint light from beneath the door and the fact that the food you leave for him always quickly disappears. 

On the third day, you grow tired of awkwardly hanging around in the hallway debating on knocking on his door and finally do so. 

You wait a few moments before knocking again, louder this time. 

“You humans are so impatient. I was going to answer.” Nuada gives as way of greeting. “What do you want?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to the training room.” You offer with what you hope is a convincing smile. “It’s always empty at this time of day and I figured you might enjoy a change of scenery.” 

The prince quirks an eyebrow at you suspiciously but begrudgingly gestures for you to lead the way. 

You ask him about his preferred weapon, surprised that he answers your question without malice. He tells you of his prized spear, indulging you in a tale of how it was forged. 

You hum in thought before the weapon wall, grabbing a bo staff and handing it to him. “It’s not elven-made, but it’s the closest training weapon we have to what you’re used to.” 

Nuada gives it a few test swings, getting used to its weight. While he does so, you unsheath your personal dual swords from their scabbards, examining them closely before deeming them acceptable for the training session. 

You settle into a loose fighting stance, shooting the elf a wicked grin. “Ready when you are, princeling.” 

He surges forward without warning, immediately going on the offense. You parry his blow easily, following it with a lunge of your own. The sound of metal on metal begins to fill the room as you match each other blow for blow, both of you unable to land a hit on the other. You blink at the sweat threatening to drip into your eyes, searching for any chink in the prince’s otherwise impenetrable stance. 

He takes a small step back, presumably to gain momentum for his next attack, but in that moment you spot his weakness. He shifts too much weight into that one foot, and before he can pivot towards you, you’re darting forward with a well-aimed strike to his knee. 

He wobbles, off-balanced for a second. That second is all you need, and before he can comprehend it, he’s knocked onto his back with one of your blades pointed at his throat. 

He ignores the hand you offer to him, pushing himself to his feet without a word. He can’t help the glimmer of respect he feels for you as you smile at him, finally wiping the sweat from your brow. 

You stretch your arms languidly above your head, and he averts his eyes from the sliver of soft skin that becomes visible as your top rides up slightly. 

“I haven’t had to work so hard to win against someone in forever.” You say. “We’ll have to do this again sometime.” 

“That would be… amenable.” 

You grin in victory, pleased at having won two battles today. “Come on, there’s one more place I want to show you while we’re over on this side of the building.” 

You lead him to the library, which is almost always virtually devoid of anyone else. The prince can’t completely keep the look of pleasure off his space as he explores the countless titles, pulling some of them to take back to his room with him. 

As you bid him goodbye to take a shower, you could swear his gaze lingers on you slightly longer as you turn toward your own chambers. 

~~~

Things are slightly different after that day. 

Nuada still makes his displeasure at being the BPRD’s prisoner apparent, and he is often cold and grumpy in his demeanor, but he does not direct such harsh words at you again. You continue to train together, slowly learning each other’s fighting styles and testing them with a variety of different weapons. You know Manning isn’t very pleased that you’re allowing the prince to wield a weapon, but the way you see it, it allows him to blow off some steam and that’s a win in your book. 

You also begin to spend time in the library together, most of the time just reading your separate books in silence. There’s something oddly… domestic about it, if you would allow yourself to think of it in that way. 

Thoughts like these are dangerous though, for as the weeks go by, you begin to find yourself attracted to the silver-haired elf. 

You realize the true depth of these feelings with startling clarity one night after you see Nuada smile for the first time. It is small and barely-there, pulling at his lips after he finds a book of elven fairy-tales on a shelf tucked in the very back of the library, but the sight of it nearly knocks the air out of your lungs.

There’s no denying the elf is incredibly handsome, but his smile completely transforms his face from alluring to ethereal. You avert your gaze before he can notice, and resolve to never let your feelings become apartment to him. 

Because at the end of the day, you’re still just a human, wings or not. 

You struggle particularly hard one evening in the library to focus on the book you’ve chosen, stealing quick glimpses at the elf sitting across from you through your hair. 

“You’re staring,” He hums, long fingers flicking to the next page without looking up at you.

“Just thinking.” You say, forcing your attention back to the page in front of you. You read the same sentence four times before getting to your feet, carefully marking your place before setting the book down. “I can’t stand being inside one moment longer,” You announce. 

Nuada raises an eyebrow. “I do not believe I am ‘allowed’ to leave the premises, if you weren’t aware.” He comments drily, and you scoff. 

“Who said anything about leaving?

Cool wind whips at you as you push open the door to the roof, and you sigh in relief at the open air. Stars twinkle overhead, the compound being far enough from the city lights to be able to see a faint haze of the galaxy spread across the sky. 

You allow your wings to stretch to their full span for what feels like the first time in ages, giving a small flap that lifts your feet slightly above the ground for a moment.

You can feel the prince’s eyes on you, and you extend one of your wings towards him. “You can touch it, if you want. Most people are curious.” 

You suppress a shiver as his calloused hand swipes experimentally over the skin, not expecting your wings to be so sensitive to his touch. He drags his fingertips over the back, marveling at how a limb so strong could feel so soft. “Have you always been like this?” He asks softly. 

“I was born with them, yes.” You say, directing your attention to the stars above your head. “Gave my parents quite a shock, I suppose, seeing as they put me up for adoption immediately after I was born. I was taken in by Professor Bruttenholm, who raised me alongside Red. He taught me that my wings are a gift, a way to do good despite what others may see them as.” 

You turn to see Nuada is gazing at you intently. “Others have treated you horribly for your appearance.” He doesn’t say it as a question.

“That’s true,” you smile wryly. “People can definitely be cruel. But they can also be incredibly kind, and while there may be a couple here who will avoid me in the hallways, for the most part the BPRD is my family.” 

You meet the prince’s gaze imploringly. “I know you hold significant anger for humanity. And I even understand why. But don’t punish an entire race for the sins of a few. There are many who care a whole lot… like me.” For you. 

You don’t say that last part, but you know he understands its implication. Over the course of you speaking, the two of you have somehow gravitated closer to each other. You stare into the elf’s golden eyes, now inches from your own. 

Your hands brush together as he draws even closer, and your breath hitches slightly at the electricity that the touch elicits. 

“I must admit I have grown rather fond of you,” Nuada murmurs, almost as if he doesn’t even realize. “You have made being here slightly more bearable.” 

You huff out a laugh as his warm breath fans across your cheeks. Your eyelids begin to flutter closed as his lips just barely brush against yours. All of the sudden, he yanks himself away, his face a mixture of disbelief and fury. 

“You have bewitched me,” the prince hisses, eyes devoid of the warmth they had held just moments ago. “I see your ploy now, witch. You would make me a traitor to my own kind, complacent to stay here forever and allow humanity to corrupt what little of the natural world there is left.” 

“Nuada, I-” you stumble in disbelief, reeling from the complete change in his attitude. 

“Silence!” He roars, causing you to take an involuntary step back. Gone is any of the tenderness he had directed towards you, replaced with cold, simmering rage. For the first time, you find yourself slightly afraid of him. 

"You are nothing but a filthy human with extra appendages,” he spits viciously, and you rear back as if he had slapped you. “And I will always hate you just like the rest of your despicable kind.” 

He leaves you on the roof, slamming the door behind him with a bang. 

You don’t know how long you stand in the cold, completely dumbfounded by Nuada’s actions. All the progress you’d made with him had vanished in an instant, any hope of him possibly returning your feelings snatched away in the cruelest way possible. 

You finally shake yourself out of your shock, reaching up to wipe the silent tears off your cheeks. You suppose that you should have expected this. You’d been foolish to think that you and the elvish prince could even remotely be friends, much less anything more. 

You bury your hurt deep, deciding that from now on that you would avoid Nuada at all costs. Manning would just have to find someone else to accompany him around. 

You make your way back to your room in a daze, heart twisting as you briefly glance at the door across from yours. 

You don’t sleep at all that night, wrapping your wings comfortingly around yourself and shivering from the cold that has seemed to settle itself right against your bones. 

~~~

You and Nuada do not speak for a month. 

You deliberately avoid his gaze every time you pass each other in the halls, and if he happens to be in the training room or library whenever you are, you leave until he is finished. 

By some twisted form of masochism, you spend a lot of time on the rooftop, staring blankly at the horizon.

Life without the elvish prince is boring and monotonous, and you have no idea how you carried out your days before he was there to occupy all your time. It doesn’t help that you’ve barely been given any missions, the few you’re called on only pulling you away from the compound for a few days at a time.

If anyone notices the change in either of your attitudes, they don’t say anything. Nuala often looks at you with sympathy and Liz seems to hang around more despite being constantly busy with the twins, but neither of them address your listlessness. 

You’re sitting in the library pretending to read when a lower agent approaches you. “Manning wants to see you in his office.”

You get up with a sigh, already not looking forward to this conversation. 

You struggle to keep any emotion from showing on your face when you see Nuada is sitting across from Manning’s desk. A strong sense of deja vu hits you as his gaze meets yours and flicks away just as quickly before you can read anything there. The director of the BPRD clears his throat, obviously having caught the brief exchange. 

“There has been a troll sighting not far from here,” Manning directs towards you. “They’re bold, amassing forces so close to our base. I’m sending a large team to go deal with the problem.” He gestures to the elf who is pointedly not looking at you. “Nuada will be accompanying you.” 

You immediately open your mouth to protest, your refusal dying on your tongue as Manning holds up a hand to silence you. “The prince has not caused any problems during his stay here and I believe it is time for him to start becoming more involved with our operations. He will be your responsibility while out on the field.” 

You grind your teeth so hard you fear they might crack as Manning dismisses you both. You speed-walk out of the office before Nuada can get to his feet, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possibly. 

It’s a little hard to do that while in the back of a transport van, which you find yourself seated in the next morning. You do your best to ignore the elf sitting across the aisle from you as you’re jostled along. You grip your dual swords sitting across your lap, trying to keep your mind on the mission ahead. 

You’re the first out of the van when it stops, immediately beginning to scan your surroundings. Your group has been dropped off right in front of a dense part of the forest, the trees so close together it's impossible to see between them. 

As the rest of the team assembles on the grass, you strap your swords to your back and launch yourself into the air, trying to get a better glimpse into the thicket. You swoop closer to the treetops, but the branches are too thick to see through, and you return to the clearing with no luck. 

“I can barely see into there,” you report. “They’ve chosen their hideout well.”

Red claps his hands together, calling everyone closer to him. “We’ll have to split up to cover more ground. Me and Liz will head north-west into the forest. (Name), you and Nuada will go north-east. The rest of you fan out in between.” 

Ice settles into your heart as the group disperses, leaving you and Nuada alone. “We’d better get going,” you address the elf for the first time in weeks, not waiting for him to reply before you start walking into the trees. 

The two of you hike in silence for some minutes, pushing aside branches and foliage with every step. You grumble quietly to yourself, wishing you could stretch your wings. Nuada stops suddenly, his hand on your wrist and a slender finger pressed to his lips to keep you quiet. 

Warmth begins to creep up your arm from where his skin touches yours, but the hair standing up at the back of your head distracts you from it. The sounds of the forest have gone completely silent, leaving behind an eerie ringing that you don’t know is in your head or not. 

Nuada pulls you down suddenly, wide eyes meeting your own as an arrow embeds itself in the wood right behind where your head had just been. 

“Run,” he growls, and then you’re both taking off through the trees. 

Branches whip at your face as you race through the thicket, knobby roots seeming to reach up to try and trip you with every stride. 

You scramble to a halt as a troll seems to materialize out of the branches before you, his sharp teeth and red eyes gleaming in the dappled sunlight that manages to filter through the leaves. You draw your swords, preparing for a fight. Your swords meet his in a clash of metal on metal, and you grunt from the exertion. The troll is strong, and your stomach rolls at the stench of his breath as he grins wickedly at you.

“(Name)!” A scream of your name steals your attention just enough to notice the troll that has also been creeping up behind you, but it is already too late.

A hard blow strikes you across the back of the head, and you crumple immediately. An enraged roar and a high-pitched squeal of pain that is suddenly cut off is the last thing you hear before your world completely goes black. 

~~~

You wake slowly, head pounding with every beat of your heart. 

You blink blearily, the sight of one of the BPRD’s hospital rooms coming into focus. Movement from beside you shifts your attention, and you’re shocked to see Nuada sitting uncomfortably in one of the metal chairs by your bedside. 

He is dressed in fresh robes, his silver hair pulled back and a somber look on his face. You gaze at him silently, not trusting yourself to speak for multiple reasons. 

“I owe you numerous apologies,” he begins without ceremony. “I was cruel and incredibly unkind. I have no excuse other than my own bigotry and confusion. I did not know how to handle my emotions and lashed out at you as a result.” 

You allow him to grab your hand, the same warmth beginning to creep up your arm. You can’t deny that it feels nice, but you don’t exactly want to forgive him just yet. 

“I feel… very strong emotions for you.” Nuada says, his face sincere as he looks at you. For once, there is no anger lurking in his sight, and his eyes are golden pools of sunlight. “I did not want to admit to myself what they were at the time, but seeing you hurt proves that I can fight it no longer.” The prince takes a deep breath. “I love you, (Name). And I will spend every day for the rest of our lives making up for the hurt I have caused you, if you would allow me to court you.” 

You press your lips to his, the kiss soft and hopeful. He responds immediately, carefully bringing his hand up to caress your cheek and hold you to him. This kiss is everything that your first one should have been, and you pull away reluctantly despite yourself. 

“You have a lot of making up to do,” you say with a smile. Nuada smiles back, his entire face lighting up with joy. 

“I will make you my queen,” he vows. “You will never want for anything from this day forward.” 

You can’t help the laugh that escapes at how serious he’s being, reaching forward to intertwine your fingers with his.

“Let’s maybe start with dinner, hm?”

#texts #reader insert #nuada x reader #nuada silverlance #hellboy #hellboy 2 the golden army #enemies to lovers #x reader

[awwrealmonsters]

Round 2 of the Human/Monster Romance Poll is up on Twitter here: X. 

Thank you everyone who voted in the first round, I’m thrilled at the response. The voting has been shortened this time to 3 days so if you are interested please vote :)

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R2-1: Belle and the Beast (Beauty and the Beast) Vs  Hellboy and Liz Sherman (Hellboy)

R2-2: Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood (The Magnus Archives) Vs  Prince Sidon and Link (Zelda: Breath of the Wild)

R2-3: Elisa Esposita and The Amphibian Man (The Shape of Water) Vs  Goliath and Elisa Maza (Gargoyles)

R2-4: Commander Shepard and Garrus Vakarian (Mass Effect) Vs  Roxanne Ritchi and Megamind (Megamind)

R2-5:  Twilight the Demon King and Princess Syalis (Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle) Vs  Miss Kobayashi and Tohru (Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid)

R2-6:  Sanga and Ashivon (Escape From Divinity Series) Vs  Catra and Adora (She-Ra)

R2-7:  Professor Kasukabe and Haru the Devil (Dorohedoro) Vs  Venom the Symbiote and Eddie Brock (Venom)

R2-8:  Orpheus and Eurydice (Hades Game) Vs  Benjamin Kirby Tennyson and Rook Blonko (Ben 10:Omniverse)

Check out the previous Round Here: X For the names of the non-winners.

#tournament #monster romance #monster #beauty and the beast #hellboy #tma #zelda #botw #The Shape of Water #gargoyles #Mass Effect #megamind #sleepy princess in the demon castle #mkdm #escape from divinity #She Ra #dorohedoro #venom #Hades game #ben 10 #it was so much easier just tagging the winners jeez #I'm sad some of my faves lost but I'm happy to get so many responses so eh

[gay-dorito-dust]

Hi, hope you're having a good day/afternoon/evening. Do you write stuff about Hellboy? If yes, could you plesase do gn!verytall!reader x Nuada, where he takes a dislike on them, but somehow catches feelings, but he can't and will not accept that and reader don't know why they're locked in their dungeons and just wait for their death. Nuada has a goal: eliminate all humans. However, he doesn't know if he should include reader. If you're not into Hellboy, forget I asked anything. I like your prompts by the way.

What’s up with me and liking these kinds of characters…I guess we’ll never know. 🦦

It probably wasn’t your smartest move in separating from the group to pursue a lead in finding prince Nuada on your own because whatever delusion you were riding on at the time that made you think that you stood a chance at besting him. A man who’s movements were as fast, swift and as fluid as a cold breeze.

It might as well be considered a death sentence to fight Nuada on your own. Something you should’ve taken into consideration for as soon after your brief one sided fight, which had Nuada dominating for most of it. But instead of delivering the killing blow with his lance, Nuada had decided to take you as a prisoner and had you flung into one of his dungeons until you friends come to retrieve you or for death to greet you first; So while you waited for either outcome, you began trying to find creative ways as to entertain yourself.

Meanwhile Nuada was finding himself to be at odds with himself over his resolve but mostly over you, a pathetic, greedy, hollow human being. No better then the others in his eyes and yet Nuada found his feelings of resentment, anger and anguish he held towards the human race, having dwindled the moment your eyes met his as he held his lance closely to your throat. Nuada knew that he could’ve finished you off like he had done to countless others but why were you the one to make him falter, to question his resolve, his purpose and cast an ember of warmth within his heart?

What made you so special in comparison to the others, whom he had so easily had snuffed the lives from? Why was it that throughout your fight did he not take full advantage of your openings, your weaknesses then and there? Nuada was given so many golden opportunities to rid himself of yet another filthy human, but something deep down inside was telling him to not bring you any more harm than he already had. Naturally Nuada assumed it was some magical trickery that you possessed in order to mess with his mind, however it was documented that you had no such gifted ability like Liz; You were just an ordinary human like any other who thought they couldn’t do no wrong, while simultaneously standing by and doing nothing to bring about change in the nature of your people.

This only proved to piss and confuse Nuada even more. You were rotting in his dungeons and yet you still manage to haunt his mind like a ghost. Hell he could visualise you so vividly and so real within his own head, making sure to get every feature of yours right, that he could almost reach out and actually touch you and be able to feel the warmth of your skin against his fingertips, feeling your muscles move beneath his touch, followed by your sharp inhale at the unsuspecting contact from him.

You distracted Nuada from what he felt was most important, form what he set out to do and he wasn’t one to leave any unfinished business, not when he was close to achieving his ultimate goal in eradicating all mankind, so much so that he could practically taste it on his tongue. However there was a slight problem with that, for if he were to eradicate all humans, that would naturally include you in that; The one human who had made a home within his unwilling heart and he didn’t know what to make of it because once again he was heavily conflicted, for his heart had grown to find some semblance of enjoyment within your company, much to his dismay.

‘How could I have allowed myself to become so weak!’ Nuada hissed to himself as his once relaxed hands became fists within a blink of an eye. ‘My head and heart have both betrayed me with their conjoined weakness towards that..human.’ He adds bitterly, adamant in even uttering the word human. It felt both vile and wrong to Nuada in naming those who’s inherent greed and corruption had put him in his current position; He felt as though he was doing a disservice to his own people for feeling any kind of way towards the enemy, and yet his heart couldn’t help but become more and more intrigued by you.

Had things played out a little differently just what would your relationship with him be? His heart would wonder aloud.

They’re a human, you fool! There will never be a relationship between them and us, for we’d only end with a knife within our backs. Nuada’s mind would reply, not wanting to ever show an ounce of weakness towards the enemy, not when he was so fucking close to finishing it.

It was within your human nature to be cruel, to lack empathy, kindness and compassion and yet Nuada felt an uncertainty in whether or not he wanted you dead with the rest of humanity. Would it be considered hypocrisy if he were to keep you alive while everyone else is dead? Maybe but he would deal with the consequences of his actions for a later date.

For now he had to confront you about how you’ve made him feel recently.

#prince nuada x reader #prince nuada imagines #prince nuada imagine #nuada x reader #nuada imagine #nuada x you #nuada imagines #prince nuada x you

[aviradasa]

Welcome to my masterlist

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Once upon a time

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Movies

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

Same with the DC universe

Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Games

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

(Work in progress I’m reading a lot more recently so give it time any book suggestions are welcome.I’m a huge fantasy fan!!!)

Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Klaus

Five

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

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Dean

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Castiel

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Lucifer

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(I'm only on season 5 so if you want more characters let me know and I'll do my best!)

The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

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Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Zubeia

Once upon a time:

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

(work in progress)

Hazbin hotel:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel dust

Husk

Nifty

Alastor

Lucifer

Rosie

Vox

Velvett

Helluva boss:

Blitz

Blitzø x male!reader HC

Blitzø x Gn!Reader HC

Moxie

Millie

Loona

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

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Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

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Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

Clark kent

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Sally face:

sal fisher

Larry johnson

Ash

Travis

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era and current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

Fun ghoul

Ray toro

Jet star

I will add Other characters to any of these lists if you would like to request a character go on ahead!

What I will write/Rules:

Rules:

No bullying or harrassment to anyone or groups of people in the comments. BE NICE TO OTHERS

No homophobia

No racism

No hatred

What I will write:

Fluff

Angst

Smut

Lemon

Info about Aviradasa!

I go by she/they

I have a cat named Nyx!

I am Demiaroace

I love horror movies with my whole life!

I have a tendency to obsess over shows/movies for undetermined periods of time 🤣

My favorite colors are Purple, red, pink, and black

My favorite singer is David bowie!

I can't choose a favorite band cause I love to many!

The movie Labyrinth by Jim Henson with David bowie and Jennifer Connelly Is my favorite.but Van helsing 2004 is a close second

PS. When requesting please be specific to what fandom/character you want(I will do crossovers.) just so I can make sure to get everything right for ya!

#the umbrella academy #supernatural #the walking dead #miraculous ladybug #how to train your dragon #van helsing #hellboy #labrynth #marvel #dc comics #skyrim #legend of zelda #sally face #assassin's creed #call of duty #ghost #david bowie #mcr #hiccuphorrendoushaddockiii #aaravos #jareth #dean winchester #pirates of the caribbean #once upon a time #stardew valley #stardew farmer #ouat #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #creepypasta