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everlastlady · 11 months

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When You Have A Nightmare.

☕┆ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, & powerful overlords. Did you have a nightmare? Aww well don't worry because Striker, Fizzarolli, Asmodeus, & Verosika are here to keep you company so sit back and relax. If you enjoyed this story don't forget to comment, like , or reblog. My request are open so feel free to whisper your desires.

☕┆ Story Contains: Nightmares

☕┆ Fandom: Helluva Boss

☕┆ Word Count: 882

🐍Striker: Striker hadn’t been home yet which was normal. He was an assassin so sometimes he didn’t even come home for a few days. You had spent the day doing your own thing and cleaning the home. You made yourself dinner and then got ready for bed. You made sure to feed Striker’s pet snake since you also adore the little noodle named Noodle. After making sure all the doors and windows were locked, you got into bed and watched some TV. Before you had fallen asleep you were resting until the nightmare happen and you woke up screaming and crying. “ Hey, Hey darlin, I’m here wants wrong? “ You were breathing heavily and stopped screaming and saw Striker crouched in front of you, as he placed his hand on your cheek and gave you a worried look. “ I got home a few minutes and didn’t want to wake you, but you woke up screaming. Did you have a nightmare, my little spitfire? “ Striker asked. You nodded and watched him wipe the tears from your eyes. He got into bed and held you close. He smelled like he had just gotten out of the shower. You cuddled up next to him and told him about your nightmare. Which made him sigh, he knew you worried about him, and he was glad someone worried about him. “ Darlin’ ain’t no one gonna take me away from you, not even Death, himself. “ Striker gave you a kiss. “ I’ll always be here for you, now rest that pretty little head of yours. I’m here I got the next few weeks off and I’m going to spend it with you. “ Striker gave you some more kisses and rubs your back. You eventually drift off back to sleep and Striker continued to hold you close.

💚🤍Asmodeus & Fizzarolli: After a hard day at the Lustful Loung, you and Fizzarolli took a nice warm bubble bath with your, guys, boyfriend Asmodeus. How did you all fit in the tub? I don’t know to do the math. Anyway after helping each other dry off and get dressed. Asmodeus made you, both dinner and then you all brushed your teeth and went to bed, You on Asmodeus’s right side and Fizz on the left. You all cuddled up and watched a movie until they fell asleep and you had fallen asleep at the end. But then the nightmare came and you woke up in a small panic with tears streaming down your face. You looked over and saw your boyfriends Asmodeus and Fizzarolli staring at you with concerned looks. “ O-Oh, I’m sorry if I woke you, guys up. “ You said while wiping your tears. “ No, honey, you didn’t wake us up, I woke up 'cause Fizz kept kicking me. “ Asmodeus said while glaring at Fizz who gave a nervous smile. “ But we looked over and saw you muttering in your sleep about don’t leave you, what’s wrong? “ Fizzarolli asked, He got out of bed to sit by your side. You told them about your nightmare and they both hugged you. Well, Asmodeus hugged you both. “ Don’t be silly, we will never leave you. “ Fizzarolli said and kissed you. Asmodeus also gave you a kiss. “ Yeah, my little flower we will leave you, I love you and Fizz both equally. “ Asmodeus kissed you more. Fizzarolli and Asmodeus told you sweet and loving affirms and you had fallen asleep between the two with a smile. They both smiled and were glad you can sleep peacefully again.

Verosika: You and Verosika had a wonderful date night with all the shopping, spa, movie, and then dinner. Verosika loved spoiling especially how you would always make her feel special. Right now you and Verosika were getting ready for bed. She was already in bed asleep with her eyemask and lingerie on. Which made you blush. She always looked good in black, white, and pink. You finished getting ready for bed and then got yourself into bed. You fell asleep next to your girlfriend, and after peacefully sleeping the nightmare came and you were crying when you woke up. You saw that Verosika was still asleep and didn’t want to wake her up. You knew she valued her beauty sleep. So you got out of bed and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a treat from the kitchen and sat on the couch as tears stained your face and you watched TV. Verosika came out and yawed. “ What’s wrong babe? The bed is lonely without you? “ She said. She walked over and sat down pulling you close. You held onto her and cried in between your sobbing mess, you told her about your nightmare. “ Oh, baby. I don’t care what you look like. I’ll never leave you because no one is hot like you. I don’t care about your looks, I care about what's inside just like you said to me when we first met. “ She kissed you. You smiled and she wipes away your tears. “ Now we can sit here and watch TV until you fall asleep and I’ll carry you back to the room mkay? “ She said. You nodded and cuddled with her how the couch until you fell asleep, but you two didn’t go to the room because Verosika fell asleep on the couch with you.

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everlastlady · 11 months

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Hii! Hope you're having a nice time of day! I was wondering if you could write hc's for Striker with a S/O, who is a Cat demon! I'm not sure if something like this has already been requested, so forgive me if I'm clueless :')

Thanks!

I'll gladly do this for ya! Thank you a bunch for requesting. I'm going to be basing some of the cat stuff from the wiki on Husk and VP has stated that, Husk hates his form because of the cat like shit that happens with him. So this should be interesting for Striker with a cat demon partner. So again thank you so much for requesting and I hope you enjoy!

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☕ Author's Note: Hello! My little imps, demonic sinners, & powerful overlords. Welcome back to another story and request of Striker X Cat Demon Reader. This was a fun one to write even though any content I write for Striker is fun because I love his character. If you loved this story please make sure to comment, like, or reblog.

☕Word Count: 1450

☕Fandom: Helluva Boss

☕Story Contains: Abusive asshat Valentino.

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Striker X Cat Demon Reader

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Striker had met you when you were injured in an alleyway. He had just got done taking of a job and decided to use the alleyway to get home quicker. But when hearing heavy breathing, he followed the sound to see you. A demon cat who was injured and in pain. Striker never really care for anyone else but himself. But he saw that were in pain and he wanted to help. When he tried to reach out and help you up. You only hissed and scooted back making the tin trashcans rattle. Striker was a little taking back by your reaction but he also saw that you were scared. How you looked scared, confused, and wanted to cry. “ Hey, now darlin’ I ain’t going to hurt you, my name is Striker, do you want me to help ya? “ He could tell that you were scared like he was going to hurt you. Looking at Striker, you weren’t sure if you should trust him, but something told you to trust the cowboy Imp. So you nodded your head. Maybe he could help you with your injuries.

He had picked you up carefully and walked down the alleyway with you. Striker’s home was small and the way he dressed fit the theme he had going on in his home. He set you down and came back with a medkit. “ You wanna tell me who hurt ya? I’m an assassin so if you have the money. I could take this person out. “ Striker said, but he saw that you looked away and said nothing. He respected that you didn’t want to talk about it; after patching you up. He gave you some fresh clothes which were one of his shirts and sweatpants. You went to wash up and change.

Your cat-like features interested Striker. He thought you looked adorable. Your features made him smile and seeing your tail wag when you were finally happy made him happy. Striker was a wonderful and good host. Even letting you spend the night. He would cover you up with blankets and pillows before he got up to leave. You grabbed his sleeve and wanted to tell him what had happened and how you ended up in the alley. Yould told him about the cruel and fucked up things your boss Valentino did to you and how you stood up to him, only for him to beat you up and you tried your best to fight back and ran. That you were hiding in that alley from Valentino and anyone he sent looking for you. This was the first time Striker ever felt sorry for someone. “ Oh, darlin’, I’m sorry that happened to ya, that was brave of ya to finally stand up and fight against him. No one should ever have to go through what you went through. My offer still stands if you want me to kill him. But you stay here as long as you want, I’ll protect you. “

Striker loved the little purrs you made when he would kiss your head or caress your cheek. You watched the cowboy Imp stick by your side until you fell asleep. You never thought you meet someone this kind. Someone who would finally help you. When sticking around Striker’s house you did your part and cleaned up. You also would make Striker food. “ Darlin’ you ain’t have to do all this for me. “ Striker would say but you would stare at him with your soft (E/C) eyes and he would just chuckle. “ At least let me help. “ And the two of you would be cooking and cleaning together.

You weren’t scared that Striker was an assassin in fact you asked Striker to teach you how to fight and use weapons. You wanted to be able to protect yourself when you were ready to leave. “ I mean if you are serious then sure, I’ll teach you how to fight and use weapons darlin’ and I promise you’ll be the toughest little kitten out there. “ Striker would say and be excited to teach you. The training was hard at first and Striker would take it easy at first and then really toughen up on you. He taught you how to disarm, defend, and use weapons properly. Whenever you or Striker pinned each other to the floor. You would be locked in a staring contest while blushing only for him to clear his throat. “Let's continue with the trainer little kitten. “

When he wasn’t calling you darlin’, pumpkin, sugar, sweetheart, doll, or anything else in that smooth southern accent. He loved to call you little kitten and you didn’t find you were fond of the nickname. “ Little kitten you wanna watch a movie? “ or “ Hey little kitten did you eat today? “ That nickname made you happy and seeing Striker care for you and teach you made you feel all warm, and you were slowly falling for him and he was slowly falling for you as well.

It was time for you to leave and you made that choice. Striker walked up to you. “ If you ever wanna come back then just call me kitten. “ He would write his number down and hand it to you. When he caresses your face you would nuzzle your cheek into the palm of his hand, letting out soft purrs. You stared at him with doe eyes and Striker leaned in a bit so did you, before you both knew it. The two of you were kissing. The man tasted like dark coffee and nicotine. ( I’m not sorry)

The two of you pulled away and Striker smirked. “ You know you don’t have to leave just yet and it would be a shame. If you wasted money hotel hopping when you have a nice place here with a cowboy who can protect ya. “ Striker said. You smiled as your tail curled, you agreed to stay here with Striker and you agreed to be his partner which made Striker happy because now you both could lay in his bed.

Striker wasn’t fazed by you always zooming around sometimes at night or when you laid on top of him. He would rub your back and hear you purr. He would chuckle feeling you nuzzle into his neck. “ You are so damn cute, little kitten. “ Striker would always hold you close in bed, though sometimes he would hiss feeling your claws dig into him and you would apologize and kiss whatever marks you left on him.

Oh boy, whenever you bent down to pick up something and wiggled your ass a bit which you had no control over. Striker would stand behind you looking like a damn villain. He would smack your ass and take off running, as you chased him to beat his ass with your shoe. But sometimes you did get him back even though so the man had no ass. (Again not sorry, he has no ass. )

Your boss eventually found you having one of your old co-workers track you down and Val showed up to take you back. Striker had that knife drawn letting Val know this ain’t no normal knife. “ I suggest you get your ass off my property, I also suggest you leave my little kitten alone, they don’t work for you, no more and they don’t have to so you can either leave here alive or I can send you back your cheap ass business in a casket. “ Striker said with a growl. Val glared at you and at Striker, he rolled his eyes and scoffed. “ Keep them, I can’t get someone else to do a better job than, them someone more obedient, beautiful, and better. “ Val would blow his smoke in both your faces and leave not looking back. Striker would slam the door closed and would be breathing heavily from anger but he would calm down when you hugged him. Striker would hug you back letting you cry. “ Don’t worry darlin’, he’s gone, and won’t have to worry about him anymore. “ Striker would pick you up and carry you to the bedroom.

Striker always protected you, he loved you and wanted nothing but for you to feel safe. He enjoyed your cat-like features everything about you was beautiful what was cute. Is that when you purred or hissed. He would also hiss or make rattle noises. Making it both a fun game between you two, you may have had your cat tendencies but Striker had his rattlesnake and crocodile tendencies. And you both never judged each other. You were glad Striker found you in that alley and saved you, Striker was glad he found you because he planned to never let you go and always protect you.

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