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everlastlady · 6 months
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Mammon + Servant Reader (Female)
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✘Posted: 11/4/2023
✘Story Contains: Fem reader, Reader is a maid, Bubble baths, Gentle Mammon, Slight Nudity, Favoritism, & Feel good times.
✘Word Count: None, writing this on mobile y'all
✘Author's Note: Decided to do Mammon with female reader, I'll do a male reader soon. Just decided to cater to my female readers but I promise I will cater to my male readers. Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡
✘Summary: {Name} is a simple maid for the greed lord Mammon. {Name} isn't sure why Mammon always calls on her and always wants him by his side when he wanders his home. But she doesn't mind because she finds her master funny and enjoys how gentle he is with her. But what happens when {Name} gets sick? And it's time for Mammon to take care of them.
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" It's okay sir, I'm sure that you will fine someone better than Fizzarolli. " She spoke softly to her boss Mammon who sat in the large green chair. As the imp news woman spoke about what happened at the show. The maid named (name), picked up the remote and pointed it at the large screen and turned it off. Once it flickered to black. She looked over at Mammon who was still fumming over what happened at the clown pageant. " I don't understand, I gave him everything! " Mammon's voice deep and demonic as he slammed his fist onto the table, sending a large crack through it. (Name) smacked her lips. She would have to get that fixed. " sometimes, you can give someone everything and they will still leave, I understand that you are frustrated sir but don't let this stop you from making money; I'm sure someone new will come along, what about the Glam Sisters? " (Name) walked over to Mammon's liquor cabinet. " Comas, after a piece of the set fell on them, they both ended up in the hospital in comas, besides they don't really fit the image of what I'm looking for. " Mammon muttered. (Name) noodded her head and set down the glass of liquor for Mammon. The greed demon looked up at (Name) and smiled. " Thanks, I know I always say this but you are my favorite maid, far better than the rest! You always do your job right and know how to keep a smile on my mug. " Mammon chuckled and took a drink. " Come drink with me, (Name) " Mammon grinned looking up at the maid. Her soft (E/C) looked at Mammon before shaking her head. " No, thank you, sir, I still have work to do; it's not good for one to be drunk on the job. You can cause a lot of mishaps that way putting others in harm and yourself. " (Name) said with a darling smile.
" See that is why you're my favorite (Name)! So smart and responsible with your duties. Maybe next time on one of your vacation days, you and me can drink together. " Mammon said. He would actually love to have a drink with (Name). And you wouldn't have to wear that plain maid outfit. Mammon wondered what (Name) would look like in different outfits. What dresses would (Name) wear or outfits that weren't dress related. Mammon never really seen (Name) outside work. He knew that she lived in the Pride ring and had an apartment. That's all he really knew about (Name's) life since she barely sooke about herself, she listened more than she speaks. " So (Name) how the payments on your apartment? Going because I've been thinking about giving you more payment, maybe you could buy yourself a nice house. " Mammon smirked. " It's going well, besides my loud and annoying neighbor. It's been good but I don't think I need a bigger payment. " (Name) said while tucking a piece of her hair behind her pointed ears. " Aww, come on; yes you do because you are responsible and work hard so tonight expect me to send you a shit ton of money. Now run around and tell the cook to prepare dinner. " Mammon waved his hand to dismiss (Name).
She smiled and bowed, walking out of Mammon's office. Mammon stood up and stared at the spot that (Name) stood in. " Lord of greed giving out money, I must be crazy... " Mammon looked away. " She better get a nice house with that money, a beautiful one at best. " Mammon sat back down. But there was no time to think about (Name) because Mammon had to find a replacement for Mammon so he would probably have to hold another clown off. His little fucked up beauty pageant, but hey if it helps him find Fizzarolli's replacement. Then he would be glad to hold one again. Especially have Fizzarolli and Asmodeus banned from it even that little imp with the gun that had showed up. When night time had finally coated the sky. Mammon sat in the dining room. The table decorated with food. (Name) stood next to Mammon holding a bottle of the greed demon's favorite wine. " (Name) how about you sit down and eat with me. " Mammon took the bottle wine and set it on the table. " And that's an order, just in case you try to come up with some excuse. " Mammon gestures towards the chair at the end of table. " Hey cook! Bring out plate for (Name)! " Mammon yelled. (Name) walked over and sat down - with a smile, the chef brought out a plate that had lemon pepper chicken, mashed potatoes covered in gravy, pasta,and vegetables that were just steamed. The night went well, Mammon made (Name) laugh with his jokes and stories. She listened to her master's rants and ideas.
Mammon enjoyed seeing (Name) laughed. The way her giggles slipped off her lips and coated his ears like honey. How her shoulders moved when she laugh, even that snort was adorable. Mammon felt hot in the face. He couldn't believe that she had made him feel this way for such a long time. But he never acted on these feelings because he was busy making money. But he always made sure that no one tried to get at (Name) which is why so many servants were fired for trying to hit on her. After dinner was done, (Name) stood up and bowed. " I'm grateful that you invited me to join you for dinner, sir, everything was delicious and I appreciated our conversation and the jokes you told. " (Name) spoke through a fit of giggles on the last part still remembering Mammon's joke about clown fish. " No problem, I also enjoyed eating with you. Way better than those dinners I have to attend with Lucifer and the other sins. " Mammon stood up smiling but he stopped noticing how (Name) wobble a bit when standing straight up. Did she drink to much wine? No that couldn't be because she had to drive home. " (Name)? " Mammon walked over to (Name) . " You okay mate? " Mammon reached out. Before she could respond she threw up on yourself and the carpet, (Name) would have fallen and hit the floor but Mammon caught her before she could pass out.
" (Name)! " He called her name and held you close not caring if he got her vomit on him. (Name's) eyes flickered opened as she coughed. " I don't feel good... " Her voice sounded dry and low. " Y-You are going home, let's go get you cleaned up. " Mammon picked up (Name), poor girl could barely speak it hurt to speak so she wouldn't fight back with Mammon who brought her into a guest bedroom. (Name) always took care of him, he will now take care of her. Mammon managed to grab a large shirt that had his logo on it. (Name) could sleep in that and get out of that disgusting maid outfit that was covered in vomit. Mammon ran (Name) a bath. He made sure the water wasn't too hot or cold. He added in some bath salts and oils. Mammon turned towards (Name) trying to figure out how to not make this sound creepy. " (Name) take off that outfit and get into the tub, we gotta get you washed up mate, this bath will help a little. " Mammon offered his hand. (Name) nodded weakly and took his hand, stepping into the bathroom. Mammon turned around as (Name) peeled away her clothing and stepped into the tub - it smelled like mint and honey. She let out a relaxing sigh. Mammon turned around and got on his knees as he began to wash her up. " You don't have to do that sir. " (Name) said in a tires voice. " Shh, yes I do, you always take care of me, so for the night just let me take care of you please. " Mammon said while washing up (Name).
She nodded her head as her boss Mammon washes her up. Avoiding her chest area and crotch area. She held onto the tub when Mammon lifted her leg to wash it. This felt nice, so she enjoyed herself. Mammon took a cup of water and poured it over (Name's) head as he washed her hair and face. He would let her handle the rest while he went to go get her towels and medicine. He could have gotten servant to do this but no, he wanted to take care of (Name), Mammon returned and helped (Name) out of the tub. She dried off and slipped into the large dark green shirt that Mammon gave her. It had his logo on it. " Sorry that I couldn't get you any undergarments. " Mammon said with a crimson blush. " It's fine, I usually sleep without them more comfortable that way. You feel less trapped. " (Name) said while taking the medicine that Mammon brought her. She crawled into the bed as Mammon placed his hand on her head. " Your fever is going down a little. " Mammon said with his hand placed on (Name's) head. " I'm going to stay by your side so scooch over. " Mammon moved over before getting into the bed with you. He laid next to you and stared at you. " You look cute in my merch. " He said. (Name's) voice was still a little dry but still did her voice to talk. " Thanks, the material feels soft. " She said while playing with the blanket.
Mammon turned his side to look at (Name) who did the same to look at Mammon. " Sir... " (Name) began to speak again. " Call me, Mammon. " Mammon said running his fingers through her hair. " Mammon thank you for taking care of me, I'm also sorry that I ruined the carpet. " She looked down. " It's fine, I can get it clean; besides I've been wanting to replace that carpet with a new one. Taking care of you is something you deserve, you always take care of me, so I decided to take care of you... I don't know your my favorite and I like you. " Mammon he hoped that saying that didn't make things awkward between (Name) and him. " I like you too. " (Name) smiled tiredness filled with their eyes. She rested her head on Mammon's chest, while he continued to play with her hair, but soon he leaned down and kissed her. (Name) pulled away quickly. " Mammon, you'll get sick! " She had worry in her voice. " I don't care, I will be fine. " Mammon went back to kissing (Name) who soon melted into the kiss. She enjoyed this moment between her and Mammon. This was no longer just a maid and her master. But just two people who love each other and care for each other. Who take care of each, who soon will have a future together.
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Mammon's Clowns aka Mammon Tag List:
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djljpanda · 3 months
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Lucifer Morningstar X Fallen Exorcist Reader
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Ever since his split from Lilith Lucifer has been a reck feeling like no one can love him, need him, or understand him again
You have been an exorcist for a couple of thousand years now being one of the best exorcists Heaven could ever ask for
But deep down you always felt bad for those you had killed feeling like yes Hell is for those who have done wrong but what about those who did the wrong things for the right reasons
So on the next extermination day you tried to run away from it all but when Adam found out he took it upon himself to kill you
You were able to get away before Adam could finish you off but nothing could prepare you for meeting Lucifer himself
For some reason Lucifer took you in and helped you out and yes you did come out to him about you being a “fallen angel” and your ideals on heaven, earth, and hell
Lucifer just sat there and listened and for the first time since Lilith someone understood him
Now at first you two became roommates in a way, mostly helping him out with his work, giving him duck ideas, being his bodyguard and secretary, and you did try to push him into talking to Charlie more but you understood on why he couldn’t do it himself
You did face palm as when he called her all he did was tell her to have that meeting with Adam, at least it’s a start
Charlie dose know of you but saw you more as her fathers secretary or his best friend, like an aunt, she is happy how you think there is a way to get sinners in to heaven and how you told her if she ever needs help or to talk to someone you are just quick call
Lilith dose know of you and you may have never seen her face to face she is happy someone is keeping her ex happy
Now if you ever get together it would be the best for the both of you cause I’m sure you would want to confess first but with the thoughts of you killing his people and Lilith, it just made you hesitant but with a simple duck jester (making a duck quack an “I love you”) Lucifer confessed his feelings to you
Charlie I think would be happy for her dad to have found someone and yes at first she did see you as her aunt but she is happy to call you her step parent sand she isn’t afraid of telling everyone that either
That’s one of the major reason on why Lucifer likes you, his daughter loves you like a parental figure
This Lucifer is just a sad boy so if you just sit there and cuddle him he would love you forever and if add words of praise he is just melting
Definitely will vent to you cause he is that comfortable around you and he is happy that you feel the same way when you vent
You always support his duck creations and yes late nights would consist of you two role playing with the ducks, when you two started dating he made three duck versions of you, him, and Charlie all matching clothes sitting next to each other, this man had a whole collection of duck versions of you and he was embarrassed when you found out but you called it cute
When extermination day hits he could see how tense you get and when you told him on what happened before he found you he couldn’t help but hate Adam more and so every Extermination day Lucifer would hold your hand and comfort you may even play a little music and it just grew more loving when you two started dating
You do help out with Lu Lu World as it’s one of Lucifer’s passion projects and no one could believe how upset you were when Mammon created Loo Loo land, you almost put your exterminator skills to use but Lucifer stopped you and let Mammon have his way cause he didn’t want to argue with Mammon so you just had to let it go
You both do play music together as when you were both angels all you did was play music, duets and you can’t tell me you, Lucifer, and Charlie didn’t sing together once
You remember seeing Lucifer’s wings for the first time and how amazed you were as you kept complementing him and that just made his face all red and what made you stop was when he commented o how your wings could have been more pretty then his, you just smile at him
Now here you two have more of a bodyguard/ secretary and famous person kind of relationship even though he may not need it he likes keeping you around and that just help made his feelings grow for you
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angelltheninth · 3 months
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Striker Fucks You Instead of Killing You
Pairing: Striker x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, assassin work, rough sex, degradation, tied up, slight knife play
A/N: Now that he went from cool badass to absolute unhinged loser I kinda like him more.
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You were a very high paying job for him, a high profile target
If he could complete this he can break his terrible streak of failed kills he's been on lately
And really, Striker needed a win
But when he broke into your bedroom he didn't see a target that he needed to kill, he saw a perfect chance to fuck
Which is something he hasn't done in a bit, with him being more focused on making money so he could buy more angel weapons
He won't need those with you but a bit of rope won't hurt, too much
"Listen here sweet cheeks, you stay quiet and don't make a sound and we can make this go fast and easy." He spun his knife in his hand, the other pressing against your shoulder. "Give me any trouble and this is about ta get real ugly for ya."
You'd heard of this assassin before, your own family had deals with him in the past. "Are you sure you want to kill me? You know we can pay you a lot more right?" You tried to smile through the fear but he saw right through you, laughing in your face and pushing his weight on you to stop you from struggling.
What was... oh... that is not a knife or a gun down there. Was he some kind of sick freak that got off on killing his targets? It wouldn't surprise you that there were people like that in Hell.
"I don't really have to kill ya. Just ruin you enough that your dumbass family backs away from making a deal with my employee's competitor. But ya know, there are other ways to ruin a pretty little thing like yourself."
You felt your body warm up when his hips moved against yours
Indeed fucking an assassin for hire would be a bad look for your family
That is if he told anyone about it
Always a chance you can buy his silence after you fuck
Whatever his price you knw you can afford him, you're not royalty but your family is pretty well off
Striker spread your legs apart to make more room for his hips, "What's this here? Why so wet? Are ya a freak who gets horny from being threatened or some shit? Pervert." He didn't hesitate to rip your underwear to shreds with his claws, "Yeh, like I thought. A pervy little bitch."
"Oh please. You're flattering yourself way too much."
"Give me all the attitude ya want sweetheart. I'll fuck it right out of ya." Striker pushed his hard cock against opening, rubbing it up and down and gathering the wetness on his cock. You didn't even notice him pull it out of his pants. "Gonna make ya come harder then any demon ya've ever been with."
There was nothing gentle about the way he fucked you
Some of your other lovers went at least a bit easy on you out fear of putting bruises on you and getting caught up in your family's crosshairs
Not Sriker though, he fucked you like he hated you, probably because he did
His hand was over your mouth to silence the many high-pitched noises you made every time his hard cock slid back into you, his pace rough and almost abusing your pussyhole
Which was exactly what he seemed to want to do
"Making all kinds of pretty noises for me. I can tell ya ain't never gotten fucked raw like this. Your cunt is so responsive to me, fuck, I just might have to give it a creampie after all." His tail moved happily from side to side when he felt you tighten but saw your eyes go wide with fear. "What's the matter baby? Don't want to have some bastard imp's bastard kid? Aww, now that would really ruin ya."
You bit into his hand as hard as you could, letting him know exactly what you thought of that idea.
"Ouch! Ya little bitch, haha, ya got a lotta guts I'll admit that much. Fine. Maybe it'll be more fun if I ruin you slowly, over time." If a game of cat and mouse was what you wanted then he was more then willing to play it. More money in it for him at least. "I'm gonna come back here every time I'm done with a job. And ya better hope it goes well."
You couldn't stop your pussy from clenching around his cock, your head thrown back and releasing the loudest moan yet. Striker pulled out barely seconds from finishing, shooting his hot white cum all over your lower stomach. "Holy shit, ya really do get off on threats. This is gonna be so fun."
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vesppperoro · 2 days
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Hey hey hey !! Hope your day has been great !!You should so write something for a Sinner reader !!! I had an idea for one.
Maybe a fem ! Cheshire cat like Sinner ? I imagine she died in the 1800s but her style resembles that of a goth. Instead or purples n pinks , I'd imagine she'd be a black and pink color !! They could be like Alastor !!
Maybe they'd also he like the actual Cheshire cat , but she can float and stuff too. If she had abilities relating to time , like Alice in Wonderland , that would be awesome. I imagine she'd be laid back as hell but full of sarcasm. Her grin also never leaves her face. Perhaps she also does the appearing and disappearing randomly thing too ! Especially the part where she disappears while her smile remains in place for a second or two until it too disappears.
If you could do this , that'd be awesome !! If not , ignore this. Thank you !!
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Hazbin Hotel Cast with Cheshire Cat Sinner! Reader (fem)
Includes: Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, Husk, Niffty, Sir. Pentious, Cherri Bomb, Alastor.
A/N: The image below is what they attached to another ask. I went off of it :)
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Charlie Morningstar
She LOVES you SO MUCH.
You’re a hostess for the hotel. She met you through Alastor.
Alastor summoned you because he owns your soul. What you sold your soul for, she doesn’t know. She didn’t push you for it.
But she loves your style. She always asks you for tips and sometimes steals your outfits (with your permission because stealing is wrong).
She always jumps whenever you randomly appear next to her, floating and smiling sinisterly.
She loves the deep conversations the both of you have. You tell her about some of the things you remember from her time and she writes it down. Human things were so strange.
Even though you’re owned by Alastor, you’re powerful as hell too.
Whenever the loan sharks attacked, you helped protect the hotel.
I imagine that you’d be able to grow in size as well.
Anyways. You two always chat about things. You’re her go to gossip person!
She loves your tail SO much. Whenever you’re floating around her, you lightly place it around her chest and she pets it.
Vaggie
She didn’t trust you at first. You were way too similar to that stupid radio demon.
You were always smiling, but your smile creeped her out more.
Your sudden appearing and disappearing creeped her out too.
She didn’t trust you for the first few months you were there.
Whenever you disappeared and your smile remained, it creeped her out to no ends.
She warmed up to you, however, when you protected them no matter what.
She likes taking naps with you.
You two also have many deep conversations. You two understand each other quite a bit.
Angel Dust
LOVED your vibe.
Still made lewd jokes about your cat things.
“Do you meow or purr when you cum?”
You did not answer that.
He flirts with you too, even if he isn’t actually attracted to you.
He plays with your tail often.
He loves how you float around!
He won’t admit it, but he loves when you pick him up and float around with him.
You two are best friends, actually.
He finds your chest fluff funny because he has some too.
“Is that supposed to cover your lack of tits?”
When he told you about Val, you almost lost your smile.
You protect him as much as you can.
He trusts you enough to vent to you. You appreciate his trust.
Husk
You’re both cats. You understand each other.
Also the fact you’re both owned by Alastor. You two don’t really like him, so you bond over that.
The deep conversations you both have has also strengthened your bond.
Drinking buddies!! You can hold your liquor better than he can.
You time hang out often as well. He finds you to be a break from the crazies in the hotel.
You two sometimes fly together. You float around him while he flies. You have to grab him sometimes.
You two probably sung a song together. Maybe your own version of Whatever It Takes.
You two have definitely pet each other. He purrs around you.
You two sometimes just chill in silence together.
Niffty
Same thought process as how she feels with Alastor.
She calls you a big bad girl.
She loves your style so much! She always climbs on you.
She pets you like a spoiled kitty.
She loves that you try to pounce on rodents, even if you’re twice their size.
Bug killing partners!!
You two share a BUNCH of dark ideas with one another.
You two have to be separated due to your shared love for chaos.
You treat her like a chaotic daughter.
She saw your true form once and she will never forget it.
She LOVED it SO MUCH.
She always asks if you can turn back into it, but you usually refuse.
Sometimes you float around with her in your arms. She adores it.
Sir. Pentious
You and him have a similar relationship as him and Alastor have.
You two were enemies at one point.
You always beat him, but he fought you a lot.
When he joined the hotel, you knew something was off.
You joined Vaggie and Angel Dust in It Starts With Sorry.
“Cant we just kill him? Shoot him and spill his blood?” You took a middle note in the alto key.
Past that, you two have had some better experiences.
He thinks you’re scary, but he doesn’t mind hanging out with you.
Your shared experiences of life brought you two together.
He probably developed a small crush on you before he fell in love with Cherri Bomb.
Cherri Bomb
Similar to you and Sir. Pentious, you were enemies.
However, you two became frenemies.
She thought you were badass and you thought she was too.
Two girl bosses fr.
You two have definitely fought others for territory before.
When she busted the wall of the hotel, you were overjoyed to see her.
You two probably still do drugs together.
She’s your gossip girl.
You, her, and Angel hang out very often together.
Their duo turned into a trio.
You still have a friendly rivalry with one another.
You two definitely had a song together.
Alastor
And finally, the man you sold your soul to.
You sold your soul when you were at your lowest point to this man. Little did you know it would be the biggest regret of your life.
You try to replicate him. The whole smile and hostess like thing.
He finds you charming.
Your shared loved for radio is what makes you two able to converse without him knocking you down a peg.
He teases you about your cat features, as he does with Husk.
He only had to show his authority to you once and it scared the shit out of you.
You cowered in the corner.
But you put that off.
When he randomly summoned you for whatever hotel work he wanted you for, you were originally pissed.
However, you two have gotten to know each other better through this.
Maybe your soul contract thing wasn’t too bad.
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crystalofmoon19 · 6 months
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Striker x Mexican (Latina) Reader - Headcannons
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● You certainly caught his interest when he noticed that you had Hispanic roots, he had already met some people of your same origins in Wrath, a clear example of that was the mariachis that always sang songs about him. Even though he was sick of them, seeing that in you was endearing.
● He already knew some words in Spanish, but when he heard you speak them he already had his eyes on you, you had a rather distinctive accent that he couldn't miss.
● One day he decided to speak in Spanish with you and that had produced interesting results, as you found yourself constantly correcting him on his sentences.
● It was a low blow to his big ego and you couldn't have more fun with this.
"So, what does "vil víbora'" mean?"
"Oh, that means vile viper in spanish."
"Wait! You were calling me like that this whole time?"
"Of course I did, what did you expect?"
"I thought you were flirting with me!"
● He definitely had to learn a lot of Spanish and you also had no problems teaching him your native language.
● You stood out from many other girls he had known because of how brave you were, you exuded great energy wherever you went, you even dared to play the pain games at the harvest moon festival and you had to fight him. Even though you lost to him, you never gave up and continued giving everything until your body could no longer resist, with that you earned Striker's respect, very few could do what you did.
● You had a melodious voice that you used to sing some songs in Spanish and every time Striker heard them he couldn't help but feel enthralled by them. It's as if you were a kind of siren attracting him with your song.
● You were easy to get angry and overflowed with a lot of emotions, Striker liked that, but above all things he saw that you had a big heart. You loved your family and your friends, and you did everything in your power to help them, you even helped him as much as you could and Striker was captivated by that.
● He made a great effort to go out with you, since apparently you were very resistant to his charms and you are ultimately the girl who had the hardest time conquering of all of them, he even had to ask the mariachis for help one day to give him options to conquer you
● Striker had to serenade you with the help of his mariachis along with a romantic dinner for you to even accept him on the first date.
● However, when you formalized their relationship, all the time invested was worth it.
● You were extremely affectionate with him, you hugged him and kissed him whenever you could, you called him "mi amor" (my love), "mi vida" (my life), "mi güero" (my blondie) and "papi" (daddy). When you explained to him the meaning of all those words, he puffed out his chest with pride.
● He for his part called you "darlin'", "sugarcube", "sunshine", "sugah'" and sometimes "hun" and you were happy with this.
● But just as you could be affectionate you could also get angry with him, when you found out that Striker had done something bad, you were the first to point it out to him and you would slap him or pull his ear. And as a last punishment you sent him to sleep on the couch for a week or more; Striker quickly learned to be obedient to you after that.
● You also had your arguments, after all you both had a phlegmatic nature, his pride and your passion could clash many times, but despite everything yo two resolved your differences to correct your mistakes and work as a team.
● When you introduced Striker to your family, it was the first time in a long time that he felt nervous, he didn't want to make the best impression but he also didn't want to be on bad terms with your parents.
● Fortunately your mother accepted Striker without much problem and your father, although it took him longer to accept him, he ended up doing so when he saw that you two loved each other.
● You and Striker have taken care of your little siblings hundreds of times, Striker didn't like taking care of children, but when he saw you were so motherly with your little siblings. He thought that you could be the ideal mother of his children and from then on he thought about always being by your side.
● Oh yes, you two also watch Hell-a-Novela together on TV, it's your favorite show and Striker knows it. That's why whenever he sees it with you, he says that you're the Gabriella to his Alejandro, to which you just laugh and agree saying the same thing.
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sleepingdeath-light · 3 months
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how verosika mayday would seduce a female s/o hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (06/01/23)
fandom(s) ; helluva boss
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; verosika mayday
outline ; “For the sapphic request, could we get some of the seduction techniques Verosica from Helluva boss would use on a reader. As NSFW as you’d like for this”
warning(s) ; extremely suggestive content, sexual flirting, references to sex
note ; potentially shaky characterisation as its been a while since i’ve seen the series
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
verosika, being a succubus with more than her fair share of experience in seducing mortals and demons alike, would know exactly what to do to get you wrapped around her finger in no time at all — tailoring her techniques to whichever version of her you know or come to know the best
if you’re a mortal and just know her as this famous pop star, then she’s going to give you an experience that most groupies can only dream of: having one of the other disguised succubi/incubi invite you backstage on her behalf, strategically altering her outfit to accentuate her breasts and thighs before you enter, laying it on thick with the flirting the second you’re alone (e.g. calling you ‘hot’, ‘sexy’, ‘eye catching’, and ‘breath taking’), slowly introducing more physical touch as you give in to her advances and start reciprocating (light brushes on your arm/thigh when you’re sat together that escalate to her sliding her hand up and under the skirt you’re wearing whilst you try and keep on talking), teasing you until you snap and straddle her at which point she gives you exactly what she’s made you want
needless to say, by the time she’s had her way with you, you’ll be struggling to walk and too pussy drink to even speak whilst she practically skips back off to hell with your slick still clinging to her lips
if you’re a demon that catches her eye at ozzy’s club whilst she’s working there, then she takes on a much more blatant approach
she sways her hips, dips her body down low so that you’re eye-level with her chest, gets a bit touchier than usual during her performance (focusing particularly on your chest if you’re wearing a low cut top/dress — and if you happen to have horns then you can guarantee that she’ll be focusing on those too), approaches you once she’s done and either lures you away to somewhere more private or eats you out where you’re sitting no matter who might see/hear (it is ozzy’s, after all, so it’s hardly out of the ordinary) depending on what your preference is
and if you’re an especially good/attractive fuck then she might just put her number on your phone and invite you to seek her out for an encour later on…
no matter how she finds you, though, once you catch her eye she does tend to fall into a certain pattern: playing with your hair (if it’s long enough for her to do so), stroking your forearms, massaging her way up from your hips to your breasts, eyeing up your chest/ass/thighs in a way that’s impossible to miss (whichever is most visible to her at the time), and calling you things along the lines of ‘good girl’, ‘pretty little thing’, ‘princess’ and, once she finally has you in her grasp, ‘slut’ (intermixing praise and degradation in a well-practised way that has you flustered and wanting for more)
whether she actually wants to keep in contact with you after the fact (be that as fuck buddies, girlfriends, or anything else along those lines) or is just using you to spread her sin of choice remains entirely up to just how much fun she has with you — yes, even if you’re human (though you’d need to be pretty extraordinary to catch her eye for more than just a quick fuck)
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finnzhal · 6 months
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@deepestcollectioncards asked.
Could you do verosika with a incubus reader who has lost confidence in themselves due to being treat like a massive joke.
FINN's voicemail.
I'm sorry for not writing this sooner, I'm not sure what type of writing you wanted me to do but I'm doing headcanons also.. I hope you don't mind! I just searched the difference between Incubus and succubus, only to found out that Incubus is male but you gave reader "them" pronoun so i'll be making them gender neutral
Reader : GN!INCUBUS!READER
Character : VEROSIKA MAYDAY - HELLUVA BOSS
Mentions : soft , angsty(?) , can be platonic !
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Verosika is a mean-spirited, smug, and somewhat petty. She wouldn't get why you're losing your confidence especially when you already have her in your life.
After some talking with her and explaining why you're having some low self-confidence, she always remind you that you're pretty or compliments you little by little no matter what you're doing.
"You're such an adorable little lamb, sweetie.. and you're my lamb. How could you look at yourself so negatively while even a leaf you call beautiful?" She spoke with her usual sassy tone while your head is on her chest
The moment you told her about how people treats you like a joke, she was already on fire. She'll kill anyone with her group only when you're away and asleep but most of the time, talking to you with her uncharacteristic soft tone.
She would reveal the most horrible things about the people who talk shit about you, treating you as if you're just some joke.
Her group wouldn't even dare to talk about you, they know how Verosika would react if they even say something one mean word about you.
She'll comfort you with soft intimacy whenever you like it.
Always bragging about how her cute incubus to anyone she meets, especially whenever she sees Blitzo. Reminding how much better you are.
She'll be less flirty with anyone but don't be fooled that she would stop, she mostly use it as a manipulation to get what she wants.
You will receive never-ending love and affection from your succubi, in every free time she have she'll be all over you and pampering you.
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cherryrainn · 5 months
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Hey think you could a Female human lesbian reader who dates Verosika before discovering she’s a demon and stays with her cause she loves her, overall it’s a sweet relationship. Eventually she starts sharing her with her girls which becomes a poly romantic relationship. If not that’s fine. Have a nice night.
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─ ✩ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ; verosika + reader (female)
─ ✩ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; omg i love verosika so much thank you
─ ✩ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; none
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in the bustling city, you found yourself captivated by the charismatic and alluring popstar, verosika mayday. her sultry voice and magnetic stage presence had an undeniable charm that drew you in. little did you know that your life was about to take a thrilling turn.
the two of you met at one of her concerts. you were lucky enough to catch her attention in the crowd, and after the show, she invited you backstage. from that moment, your connection with verosika deepened. late-night conversations, shared laughter, and stolen glances fueled the budding romance between you.
as your relationship flourished, you couldn't help but feel a sense of completeness with verosika. she was a muse, a confidante, and, most importantly, your lover. but secrets have a way of surfacing, and hers was no exception.
it started innocently enough. verosika seemed a bit mysterious, always dodging questions about her personal life. yet, you brushed it off, thinking it was a part of her enigmatic charm. however, as the days passed, you began to notice subtle peculiarities—unexplainable occurrences that hinted at a hidden truth.
one evening, as the two of you cuddled on the couch, verosika hesitated before sharing a secret. "there's something about me you should know," she confessed, her eyes revealing a vulnerability you hadn't seen before.
as she transformed into her full form, you were momentarily taken aback. the revelation was overwhelming, and your initial fear gave way to confusion and curiosity. verosika bared her true self to you, and in that vulnerable moment, you made a choice — to embrace her for who she was.
"i'm not just a popstar; i'm a succubus," verosika explained, her voice a mix of apprehension and longing. "i get if this is too much for you."
but instead of pulling away, you leaned in and whispered, "you're still the same person i fell in love with."
your acceptance marked the beginning of a journey into the supernatural. as you delved deeper into verosika's world, you discovered her fellow succubi — coco, apple, milky, and kiki.
the transition from a monogamous relationship to a poly romantic one was gradual but filled with love and understanding. verosika's girls welcomed you with open arms, their affectionate gestures and warm smiles erasing any doubts you might have had.
dialogues flowed freely in the shared moments between you and verosika's girls.
"i never thought i'd be a part of something so nice," you admitted one night, cuddled up with verosika and her girls. the room was filled with laughter, whispered confessions, and a profound sense of connection.
verosika, once competitive and mean-spirited, transformed into a pillar of love and support. her seductive powers were reserved for the stage, and in the privacy of your shared space, she became vulnerable and tender.
the city that had once seemed overwhelming now felt like a haven — a place where your unconventional love story unfolded against the backdrop of dazzling lights and the warmth of shared affections.
as the night deepened, verosika whispered words of gratitude, her eyes reflecting the love that had blossomed in the midst of the unexpected. you held her close, surrounded by the soft hum of the city, knowing that your journey with verosika and her girls was an extraordinary chapter in the book of your life.
verosika's voice was a gentle melody as she expressed her feelings, "i never thought i'd find someone who'd accept all of me."
coco chimed in with a mischievous grin, "love has a way of doing that."
kiki, with a playful wink, concluded, "who would've thought that a bunch of succubi and a human could make such a perfect, loving concoction?"
as the night unfolded, your hearts intertwined in a symphony of love and acceptance, creating a melody that resonated through the cityscape — a testament to the beauty that emerged when souls connected beyond the ordinary.
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theyanderespecialist · 4 months
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Striker's Moxxie Girl (Headcanons) Yandere Striker X Female Moxxie Reader (Helluva Boss)
[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with another chapter, this one was requested from Tumblr. It is Yandere Striker with Reader who is in the place of a female Moxxie. The Headcanons for it! I hope that you all enjoy it, also at the time of posting this! I hope you all have a great holiday! 
(Disclaimer: Reader is taking the place of Moxxie and is Female so she/her pronouns. Striker is not yandere for any Moxxie in canon and is not yandere in general. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all. Simping for and Shipping characters is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon!) 
Thanks!] 
-Yandere Headcanons With Striker X Female Moxxie Reader- 
.Striker at first was taken back by the wee little lady you were. 
.He wanted to say you were vermin, but man were you a cute as can be vermin. 
.He fell for you right away and wanted to show off to you how strong he could be. 
.Though it came off as him being an asshole. 
.He hates your wife, Millie, she is NOT good enough for you, and he wants to kill her. 
.When he first choked you it turn him on, you were just so damn little and he could crush you, the power he had over you made him want to fuck right then and there. 
.Of course, that whore Millie had to get in the way. 
.He was not going to kill you because he planned to come back for you. 
.When you went up against him he was angry you were rejecting him and he swore he would have you. 
.Mark his words, he would have his darling little lady. 
.Later when he meets you again this time he is going to kill Mildred or try to. 
.He is pissed at himself that he missed. 
.He is even more pissed that he had to run away without you his darling future wife. 
.But he will not stop he will make you his wife and have you. It is just a matter of time. 
.Striker is the type of yandere that starts as confident, calm, cool, and collected. 
.He knows that he is the best choice for you and that you and he would be an unstoppable husband and wife duo. 
Of course, you are being a VERU disobedient future wife, so when he does get you. 
.He is going to have to break you like a horse and build you back up into the perfect wife and partner in crime. 
.Although each time he loses you he becomes more and more unhinged and unstable. 
.He is only a few loses away from snapping, breaking into your home, killing your wife, and fucking you next to her corpse. (Let's hope it does not come to that...) 
.He would be the yandere to snap very much so. 
.He will kill anyone who gets in his way. 
.When he does confess to you, it will most likely be when you are kidnapped. 
.He most likely will make you go into Stockholm syndrome. 
.Possibly even putting a baby in you. To keep you in line and under his thumb. 
.He would love to kill with you, but the idea of you being a housewife and doing as told is a nice thought to him too. 
.It could go either way with you being his partner or staying home as a housewife. 
.He is the type of yandere that KNOWS he is the best and knows EVERYONE Else is not good enough for you. 
.So if you were to lower your standards and let yourself be with others he would have to punish you. 
.You are the ONLY One good enough for him, so that makes you his and his alone. 
.He is also a very controlling and demanding yandere. 
.As well as very possessive in the way he feels like he owns you, and that you have to do what he says when he says. 
.He also may or may not be a bit sexist. 
.The one thing for sure, you are his darling and you do not get a choice. 
"Come here, Darling, y` better be a good girl, or I have to punish ya~" -Stirker
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS finally got another one done, I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins! BYE!!!] 
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bella-is-sleepy · 2 months
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Hiii! Can you do Blitzø x f!reader and Blitzø is extremely overprotective of her bc he likes her a lot?
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You didn’t specify for a story or headcanons (so I’m doing headcanons if that’s okay)
•Alright so you may have started working at the IMP and help out with shit (yk work stuff duh) and the boss has taken a liking to you
• If you guys are on a job he will definitely be kinda eyeing you down to make sure you’re okay! Even after when you guys get through the portal he’ll 100% check on you.
• You start to notice how much more protective he is of you after a week tops. You also get some suspicions about what is going on with him.
•If you guys are walking down the streets of hell and you accidentally bump into someone, they might call you a name! (It’s was gonna happen sooner or later. It’s hell) Oh, this man will jump right in! He would say “Listen here, bitch-“ and I bet you can guess the rest! :)
• The more you guys get to know each other, the more you try and hide the feelings. Loona, Millie, Moxxie, and the eels can see the sexual tension!
• But one day it all comes down when you guys are talking and you accidentally say that you like him. The next thing you know is that the two of you are making out in his office.
• After you guys are officially together he is still VERY protective! It’s sweet :)
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everlastlady · 5 months
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May I request Striker with fem reader who is self-conscious and hates beauty?
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Chaotic Beauty
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𖧧- Author's Note: Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡
𖧧- Story Contains: Striker, Self Conscious Reader, Mental and Verbal Abuse, Toxic Mother, Blood, & Weight Shaming.
𖧧- Word Count: 1520
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(Name) sighed and sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself. She always hated her appearance. Ever since she was a kid people have always put her down and called her names. Even her own mother did. Her mother thought all her children were beautiful but she would always call (Name) horrible names and exclude her from family photos saying that she would ruin them. Her siblings would try to stand up for them, but her mother would just argue, it got to the point that when she was eighteen years old, she ran away not wanting to tolerate her mother’s abuse, anyone’s abuse. But the damage was already done. (Name) found no beauty inside her. Which confused Striker, he thought his baby was beautiful. She was the first person that he noticed when she was working at his favorite bar. It took him sometime but he eventually had his pretty princess with him. Striker walked into the room and saw (Name) sitting in front of the mirror. He walked over and placed his hand upon her shoulder and kissed her head. “ Dinner is almost ready, pumpkin. “ Striker said, in his smooth southern accent. (Name) didn’t say anything and continued to look in the mirror. Striker could already tell what she was thinking. “ My beautiful princess, her sweet smile is like honey, her eyes shine brighter than the sun, and don’t get me started on that sexy laughter. “ Striker said, kissing up (Name’s) neck. “ Striker stop… “ (Name) sighed and looked away. “ I’m not beautiful… “ (Name) mumbled and looked away. “ Yes, you are and you shouldn’t think so negatively about yourself. I say what I mean about you. “ Striker said. “ That woman in the mirror doesn’t just have beauty on the outside but she also has it on the inside. “ Striker rubbed (Name’s) shoulders. “ I’m going to check on dinner so that I don’t burn it. “ Striker kissed (Name’s) head and walked away. (Name) looked in the mirror and thought about Striker’s words but all she could remember is hearing her mother’s cruel words, the cruel words of those who also called her names or shamed her weight. Hot tears streamed down her face, and stared at her reflection. Even her own reflection began taunting her and calling her names. (Name) looked away and tried to drown out the negativity but it only got louder. “ Shut up! “ (Name) yelled and punched the mirror as the glass shattered. Bits of shards and cuts covered her fingers as there was blood. Striker was in the kitchen making plates when he heard the noise. “ (Name)? “ Striker quickly set down the plates and ran into the bedroom.
He saw (Name) Back away while crying as the blood dropped on the floor. “ (Name)! “ He walked over to her quickly and examined her hand, seeing the painful damage. He looked to see the broken mirror. “ H-Here sit down darlin’. “ Striker quickly dashed into the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit. He came back taking the small trash can with him. He sat down on the bed and began to tend to (Name’s) hand. “ What happened, I know you punched the mirror, but why? “ Striker asked. (Name) sniffles and looks down. “ Deep breaths then use your words baby. “ Striker finished patching up her hand. “ I got overwhelmed and saw myself calling myself cruel names, I know it sounds crazy. “ (Name) said while sobbing. “ No, no, It’s not crazy, people can only deal with so much before shit like this happens. “ Striker said while gesturing towards the broken mirror. “ But I wish you could see that you are beautiful, I know I can’t force you but I wish you could see what I see, just rest I’ll clean this up and bring you dinner. “ Striker said and kissed her head. He laid her back in bed and placed a blanket over her, he glanced down at her bandaged hand. “ And I’ll bring you some pain killers. “ Striker kissed her head. He left the room and returned with a plate of steak, potatoes, and greens. He had a water bottle tucked underneath his arm. He set down the plate on her lap and set the water bottle on the nightstand; he came back with pain killers. He looked at (Name) who was using her other hand to eat dinner. He turns around to clean up the mess, if he ever meets (Name’s) mother and the people who hurt them. He’ll make sure to make their face look ugly so they know what ugly really means. Striker rolled down his sleeves after cleaning up, he walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter while he ate his dinner. He wished that his beautiful baby knew how beautiful she was. He wished that she didn’t frown whenever she slipped into a dress. He wished that she didn’t think she had to eat more or less, and he wished that he didn’t have to see her in so much pain. He heard footsteps and looked up to see (Name) looking at him. Striker set his plate down and opened his arms.
(Name) walked over and hugged him. Striker pulled her closer into his embrace while rubbing her back. His tail wrapped around her legs and his legs. He traced her lips with his finger before giving her a kiss.
“ Thank you for seeing the beauty in me. I really want to see it and I hope to see it soon. It's just going to take a while. I'm sorry that I broke the mirror and that you have to deal with all this. “ (Name) said, letting out a sigh. “ Don't apologize hun, when I became your boyfriend, I knew It was my job to protect you and especially with what you are dealing with, I'm not going to give up on you. I ain't dealing with nothing, because I love you. “ Striker pecks her lips letting out a small rattling noise. (Name) smiled and pecked his lips back. “ I’ve always wanted to feel and be beautiful but my mother would always make fun of me, she would say I was too skinny or that I was too fat. She would mock my style of clothing to the point she would exclude me from family photos. When we were out in public she had me walk far in the back so people would assume I wasn’t her kid. I would tell her that I’m scared of getting kidnapped because of how far she made me walk behind. But she would say not to worry because who would want someone ugly as me, a circus. “ (Name) looked down. Striker’s tail wrapped around (Name’s) back. “ My siblings would always try to stick up for me but my mom would just scream and yell like a child. Then would blame me saying I’m turning her children against her, I eventually left. I even walked out the door; she looked at me, drank her wine and looked back at the TV. “ (Name) sighed. “ I miss my home and siblings. I sometimes hope that my mom calls crying that she is sorry and that she wants me back. “ (Name) said. “ But sometimes those things don’t happen darlin’ “ Striker said, caressing her cheek. “ I know, I just hope my siblings are doing alright. Who knows that since I’m gone, she no longer has a punching bag and could be moving onto another one of her children to bully. “ (Name) muttered. Striker stood there thinking for a couple of minutes. (Name) looked up at Striker already knowing her boyfriend’s thinking face all too well. She leaned against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. “ How about tomorrow we go visit your siblings and confront your mother. “ Striker smirked. “ And if she doesn’t feel like listening then, I’ll make sure she listens. “ Striker could always make the cards fold in his favor. (Name) sat there thinking for a moment. “ … Just no hurting my siblings. “ (Name) pouted.
“ Don’t worry sugar, I ain’t gonna hurt any family members that hurt you, just the ones who I’ll make look ugly then they’ll have something to bitch about. “ Striker rolled his eyes and continued to rub (Name’s) back. “ Now lemme finish up dinner and wash up. I’ll join you in bed and cuddle up with ya, we can kiss, maybe do a little more. “ Striker smirked. (Name) playfully rolled her eyes and scoffed. “ Striker no, my arm still hurts from punching the mirror. “ (Name) said as she furrowed her brows at him. “ I know, I’m just joking. But I’m still gonna cuddle ya. “ Striker gave (Name) a peck on the lips. He watched his sweet darlin’ walk away. Striker sat down eating his food while brewing up a plan, he was going to make those feel pain for those who put his darlin in pain. If they want to talk about ugly then he’ll show them ugly, he’ll show them all what ugly really is, because when Striker is mad things become ugly but after the end of the day he knows he’ll come back to his beautiful darlin’.
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djljpanda · 3 months
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Hi there! I’ve read quite a lot of your posts and I think they’re amazing. So, I was wondering if you could possibly write a Alastor one shot (or headcanons) in a relationship with a fem! Reader who’s like Alice Angel? Look wise as well (From BATIM).
If you could that would be amazing. If not that’s completely fine! Thank you and have a great day :).
Alastor X Fem Alice Angle Reader
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Now there are two sides of you a very sweet and kind soul then there is your manipulative side that would do anything to get what you want
Now Alastor loves when you sing and even has your songs in the radio
Now when you call yourself an angle many just laugh but Alastor calls you his sweet angel darling
Now you and Alastor have duets, singing and dancing you both love doing
Alastor loves you look and how soft you are and thinks it’s cute the way ink looking stuff comes down your face
You love when Alastor calls you beautiful and yes he likes to remind you as he hates of how much you think that you aren’t so yes you are his beautiful angel
If your song is about to come on he would call you call you the “Angel of hell” “demon sent from heaven”
Both of you are always seen smiling no matter the scene but you are usually the first to turn your face into a scowl
But I do believe out of the both of you you are less harsh while Alastor can be a bit more extreme
If you ever have a singing gig, like singing at a club Alastor would be front row
You are usually praising Alastor and while he doesn’t admit it Alastor loves when you talk about how great he is
I would have to say that you are the one that told Alastor about the Happy hotel that yes you may call yourself an angle but your delusional self wouldn’t go that far so you and Alastor both agreed to go check it out and wanting to see how much a sinner can fail once again
You do usually help Alastor while he is on the radio and he likes the here some of your opinions
Overall I honestly like this dynamic a sweet but yet manipulative girl with her sadistic boyfriend/husband
You two are the power couple of hell and say that you can even rival Lucifer and Lilith
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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idk if you still write about helluva boss but can u make a blitz x fem reader smutfic? Maybe the reader is a real pain in the ass and blitz just has to put them in their place or something like that.
Sorry if this request is confusing 😅
Not confusing at all, don't worry!
Pairing: Blitzo x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, punishment sex, dom/sub dynamics, tail use, biting, dirty talk
A/N: I saw that we're getting 4 new eps this Summer, and Hazbin most likely is also coming out soon after. It's gonna be a good year.
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Sharp claws dug into your lower back and the soft flesh of your ass, even sharper teeth biting at your neck as the office was filled with loud moans, slapping sounds and laughter.
You knew from the moment you stepped into Blitzo's office that he was pissed. You knew why, your action cost the I.M.P. a valuable kill, instead saved by those damn cherubs. And while other were only a little mad, he was pissed off.
"Cost us a pretty penny there, sweetheart." Blitzo's eyes glowed red in anger as his tail brushed against your chin, lightly slapping you before swishing in anger.
"I'm sorry." Not sorry enough not to lean your head down on your arms and arch your back for him, allowing him a better, deeper angle for thrusting into your pussy.
"So. Pay. Up." After every word the end of his tail tapped on your clit, thrusting in sync, making your legs, no your while body shake with pleasure and pain. "If you can't do it with your wallet then do it with you cunt. Seems that's all you're good for anyways."
Your pussy clenched around his dick, gleefully accepting your punishment and craving more.
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defectivefanboy · 1 year
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hey i’m just asking maybe could you do dating head canons for crimson from helluva boss? nsfw or sfw i don’t mind <33
Absolutely. I love how the fandom is already down bad for mafia man.
hey i’m just asking maybe could you do dating head canons for crimson from helluva boss? nsfw or sfw i don’t mind &lt;;33
Overall notes: Stories written on this blog are GN until specified. While this story uses they/them pronouns, and I don't mind female readers on my blog, I do not write for y'all, and if you are a fetishizer fuck off????????????????? ew.
C/W: Possible OOC, Mentions of kidnap, abuse, torture, murder, death threats, mentions of sexual assault, cursing, spoilers (duh)
Notes: I tried making it as close to mafia man without him just beating you low-key /j, the first part of this I made into a small story without realizing, I hope that alright. Just some build up to it. <3
SFW
Prior to the relationship
"Earth Hell Angel"
Let's ignore the fact he would probably, most definitely never come into contact with any of us. Point blank.
You would have to be making some kind of deal with the Knolastname family, born into riches, or work for him. (I have stories for each in my head)
But let's tinker with the process shall we
The way you two met was by young Moxxie
You were a musician playing at one of the very few operating clubs in greed, operating meaning wasn't just a front for something else.
Moxxie was a teen at the time and being a teen felt a little rebellious. Like of course who wouldn't rebel against their mafia father.
Only issue was, Moxxie was in the middle of a mission when he decided to rebel leaving his father's men to find him in a club listening to a singer.
Crimson was just gonna burn the place down, maybe this time Moxxie would learn to not fuck with him anymore, but he wanted it to run deeper.
He wanted to kidnap who ever the singer was and torture them in front of the young imp to properly ingrain the lesson into him.
What he didn't expect was to be seated at a table each passing night, lit cigar in hand as he waited for the performer of the night.
It slowly became routine for him, and he slowly become your top patron. Enough to were you didn't need to preform so much.
That was until you met a bright eye imp with a tune for music...
And his devilish father
The young imp for express his passion for music, which you could only respond with the same enthusiasm, if It wasn't for the menacing eyes scanning over your body as he whispered to the shark behind him, eyes never leaving you.
This went on for months, moxxie would come and talk to you after shows and show you some songs he made. Though it wasn't just Moxxie paying you visits.
If it wasn't moxxie in your dressing room after a show, the older Knolastname would take his stay.
He often made snide remakes on working in, as he would say, "The only place where even the roaches don't wanna go" while he made himself comfy on the couch in the room.
Originally he had body guards posted around the room, outside the door, and around the outside of the building.
But that ended when one of his men tried to make a move on you while he was on the phone.
Oh boy the look on his face when he came back into the room and saw you being held down by one of the guards.
He doesn't know why, but when he saw the scared look on your face, a silent plea for help was all it took for a whole new line of guards to be instated.
"One bad apple can rot the rest. So its only best he gets rid of them all right?"
He was gonna need a LOT more walls in his home for plaques.
From there on out the only people that were allow in your room were him, Moxxie, oh and him, did he forget to mention that handsome imp right there? yeah him, oh wait thats him, whoops.
It became routine, well, as much as mafia work can be routine.
Each week he'll ask you when you're preforming, then not respond to any other text or conversation after that, because why would he? That's not what he's asking for.
Don't worry though, he still actively listens and pays attention, even making mental notes here and there on some things, but nothing else matters.
He's just going through his mental calendar of the week to make time for each show. <3
And if he's unable to make it, he'll either send Moxxie or a goon with a stack of money to make up
Though half of it just goes to the person who delivers it, you tried sending it back once and the poor goon had to walk back to the club with a bullet in each knee
Soon after moxxie was the only one allowed half the money
He found out the goons were given half the money and were made to give it back, half alive of course.
Dating Crimson
This old man only realized he liked you when he was in an argument with Moxxie.
Moxxie had a date with chez, but Crimson wanted to send him to the club with yet another stack of money.
"Sir, this is the third time you sent them money today. I think they are well off for the night."
"I didn't call you here to think, boy, I called you here to go to that club. I don't want to repeat myself."
"Well, sir, I don't think sending your son with a stack of money is gonna win their love."
The air grew still in the room as silence over took them
"Get out."
Moxxie needn't think twice with that one, as he raced off to his fishy lover (pun intended)
Jesus and thats just before the relationship, I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to date him. (yes I can thats why im here, albeit VERY OOC cough you're not abused cough)
When this man finally has you in his grasp, I hope you don't like traveling far.
He is a possessive lover, like Possessive lover with a capital p.
As much as he hates it, he'll allow you to play at the club, it's not like he owns it or anything.
He does, he bought it awhile ago when he overheard how your boss talked to you. good to not he's not missing... side eye
Oddly enough (I say as I write) he's very touch starved.
He is very handsy the moment you allow him to be, a hand is always on you, if you're not already held close to his side.
"What are you talking about? I keep you close to me so you don't get lost. Can't have you winding up in an unsavory deal down here."
His favorite thing to do is come into your dressing room and hug you from behind as you get ready in the mirror.
Face buried in your neck as his body slumps and his tail wraps tightly around your leg.
Only looking up when your hand runs through his hair and you let out a light giggle, a soft glare pointed at you through the mirror.
Another has to be when you're sitting on his lap in your dressing room, music playing in the background as you softly sing the words to him while you chart your hands through his hair
Crimson never cared for music, to much of a sinner thing for him, mostly because he did business with other hell-born and never interacted with them, but he could appreciate it a bit if you came along with it
Especially when you give him that look, one that would carry the seven rings of hell alone, and it was all for him.
God, he would lock you up away from all of hell in an instant if you let him.
He actually tried once, though it went over quite quickly when you threaten to no longer give him kisses or attention in general, he surprising backed down quickly.
Though his next statement was for you to move in with Moxxie and him. No, not a question, Yes, a statement.
Your belongs had already been moved while you had this conversation. Hope you don't mind.
Oh Oh OH did this make Crimson happy. The first morning he felt a warm body wrapped in his arms, he dug his face deeper into the source.
He could call off his meetings for the day, not like they could do much about it.
Not when he has what he wants right in front of him.
He may never encounter an angel from heaven, but why would he need to, he had his own right here.
Crimson only truly realized this when you barged into his office one night, grumbling incoherent insults carrying a plate of food in your hand.
"You know for someone who gets on me for not eating right you always take it above and beyond."
placing the food on his desk you pull a chair around and sat next to him reaching into your pocket.
"I hope you're not planning on killing me, darling."
"You have a headache, don't you?" "huh?"
"You've been at work for over a day, you gotta have one by now."
Placing a bottle of pain killers on the desk you picked up the fork and softly blew on it to cool it down, before bringing it to his mouth.
Yeah, he could get use to this, he could get really use to this.
And yeah he may not be his son's biggest supporter, but when he sees Moxxie and you gushing over whatever nonsense that came to mind, his home no longer felt as cold like it once did.
NSFW
C/W: Marks, Degrading, Collars, Choking, Smoking,
Did I mention he was a possessive lover? Because he's also a jealous lover, and it tends to end with a few REALLY obvious marks on your body
From the dark and almost concerning hicks that adorn your neck, to the red and angry claw marks that riddle your thighs, the guest started to wonder if you were mauled by a bear.
or a cannibal... Say, did he sound like a radio host?
He doesn't even want you looking at anyone else and if he found out anyone was trying to be with you it would mean their head was mounted on the wall
and yours was planted in the bed... <3
"To think we would go through this again, it's almost as if you want to be treated like a dog"
Mind you he's still an old timer, he isn't one for anything fancy. Aka: you brought up toys in bed and he got a little too jealous at the thought of you cumming from something that wasn't him
"Saying I don't fuck you well enough? That's funny, because if I do recall, your pretty little head was cock drunk before I even did anything, or are you just that much a whore that you need more then one?"
The thought of getting an Ozzie's Mold your own Cock kit did pass his mind once or twice.
Remember how I said he was handsy, I don't know it's because he's a murderer or not, but I do see him being very fond of choking.
It reminds him of a collar in a sense, getting you one has passed his mind too
You would wear it for him right? At least when you two are alone? Just for a bit.
Long enough that he can take some photos of your blissed out face saving it for later, as the metal tag shines slowly with each rise of your chest.
But in all honesty his hand looks much better wrapped around your neck as he ruts into you from behind, growling in your ear as his grip tightens.
Crimson is literally the definition of Grr, bark and growl, and they all happen at once.
It started out with a low growl from him as you talked to a male coworker, soon it turned to him barking orders at you to get on your knees in your dressing room.
What? It's your fault you decided to talk with that low life. He should be rewarded for letting him walk away with half his vision.
I must say though, the old school charm does such wonders.
Especially on date nights <3
He may have already been in your pants, he still goes out of his way to treat it like it's the first time.
Compliments thrown your way as he pours you a glass of wine, all of it over looked by a sneaky tail trailing its way between your legs in the middle of dinner.
You ARE at Ozzie's after all
Those nights end up with you slowly riding him, his hand on your jaw to keep you looking at him.
"Something the matter dear? Do you need help finishing? Just ride me a bit more, yeah? You've been doing so good for me."
Crimson's strong suit... is definitely not his praise, but he does pick up on the small noises and movements you make each time he does.
Yet, he saves it for those soft and affectionate nights. He's still a mafia man at heart, but hey, he's coming around.
One last thing that will set this imp off is you smoking, as random as it may seem. Be it weed, a cigarette, shit, even one of his cigars, his lips(?) are on yours inhaling the smoke you exhale.
You did mention a band named cigarettes after sex at point. Why not put it into action.
Talking about after sex.........
He's fucking terrible at after care. You would be lying through your teeth if you said he was.
He's gotten better after a few months, few meaning over half a year. He's gotten better at least?
It's not everyday a Mob lord is on his knees cleaning up after himself, or running to fetch a glass of water.
Though he makes it up with more trips to the lust ring~
He can't help it, they have the best clubs in all of hell <3
“I never learned to like something, darling. I only let it consume me.” 
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I don't like seeing Blitzø suffer and I have a request.
Female IMP new employee asks Blitzø if he wants to hang out the next day off. Her parents own a horse ranch that isn't far away, and she has a mustang named Spirit. (Because I'm a horse geek) she kisses him on the way back before they stop for food, and Blitzø asks her on a 2nd date.
Moxxie would be so annoyed when Blitzø starts babbling about his "horse girl" even though she's sitting right there.
If I had a Nickel for everytime S/O brought Blitz to a horse ranch as a date, i'd have two nickels, but okay then! Also same on not liking Blitzo suffering, I love this chaotic dork so much so I'm happy to give him a good time.
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Blitzo getting asked out to a horse ranch, by a new Female Employee and getting kissed on the way back.
Blitzo is certainly surprised upon getting asked, the only person who really requests his presence non professionally, is Stolas, and theres too many feelings there for him to handle that mostly, and he has to insert himself to get into Millie and Moxxie's personal lives, so he's more then happy when you ask, even more so when you mention it's a horse ranch.
He probably has flirted with you before, just how he is, but even then he doesn't register this outing as a date, too focused on the horsies he fonds over so much, but geeks out at you loving Spirit too, exclaiming "I knew you had good taste!"
But after your all done, (He's very sad to leave, giving all the horses pats before he does) When you kiss him, his eyes just go wide, looking to you with a deep blush, almost scaring you that you overstepped but then he sheepishly smiles as he looks away, which relaxes you.
He waits till your eating, to ask about it and ask you out on a second state, kinda on cloud nine when you say yes, honestly wanting to bust it down in happiness but since your in public he just smiles and says thanks... for giving him a chance.
He doesn't really know how this will turn out, but he at least hopes it will be nice, and unlike his previous relationships, he just hopes you'll still be friends if you don't work together.
Sorry for the shortness of this one, trying to get back into the groove of all this, hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
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sockmeat · 1 year
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What are y’all’s thoughts on Crimson from HB?? Like obviously he’a a piece of shit, but there is literally so much potential for dark content my mind is BUZZING
I HAVE SOME IDEAS... ok i only have 2 (just a warning, they’re a little dark)
SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT
THE FIRST ONE: The reader is Moxxie’s little sister. When Moxxie goes to jail and chooses to stay away from his hometown and family, he forgets one thing--his little sister.     Ever since Moxxie left, Crimson has been telling reader how much Moxxie hates her, how much he hates the family, how much he wanted to get away from her.
    So, reasonably, the reader grows to resent Moxxie. Occasionally, she’ll think about what life outside of the mansion is like. She’ll remember how Moxxie treated her, how he made sure she was never around for Crimson’s fits, and wonder if he doesn’t actually hate her.
    Crimson has gotten good at spotting when this happens: she’s less willing to listen to his commands, she’s always spacing out, and always looking at Moxxie’s empty room. He’s always quick to snip that hesitance in the bud and warp her perspective of her dear older brother. She’s always been a daddy’s girl (and hasn’t really had a taste of a healthy relationship), so she believes him.
    When the IMP is called over to the mansion, Crimson doesn’t tell the reader that Moxxie is there. He is fiercely protective of her and knows Moxxie would try to save her.
    Crimson’s reason for inviting Moxxie doesn’t change. He wants Moxxie to marry Chazwick. However, this time, Crimson does have a back-up plan: if Crimson is unable to marry Chazwick, for whatever reason, the reader will marry him instead.
    I haven’t quite decided how Moxxie and the reader will reunite, but I don’t want it to be too soon. Maybe she’s attracted to the commotion Millie causes and enters the wedding and barely sees Moxxie before he’s swooped off.
THE SECOND IDEA: The reader is Moxxie’s mother and Crimson’s wife. She basically replaces the actual character. Unfortunately for her, she has a bit of a savior complex so she aims to try and help Crimson’s state of mind.
    They met before Moxxie was conceived. Her family is a part of a smaller chain of the mafia and basically relies on the (wtf is their last name??) family to keep their connections and stay out of debt.
    The reader’s and Crimsons’ marriage was arranged. It was decided since before they were born that the oldest of their families, which happened to be them, would wed and have an heir.
    Unfortunately for the reader, both families have a pretty sexist point of view. They believe the women should serve their husbands and make sure the children are spoken for. Among the long list of no-no’s, she isn’t allowed to raise a fist to Crimson. She hasn’t been taught basic self defense to ensure she doesn’t break this rule.
    At first, Crimson is very clear about his hatred for her. Though, since he’s so adamant about not disrespecting the family, he only expresses it when they’re behind closed doors.
    The reader still tries despite how he treats her. She’s determined to live a normal life, and if that means risking it to get closer to Crimson, so be it. It’s all or nothing.
    The reader’s story is a bit like the ugly duckling. Until her mid-teen years, she has no idea how to dress, pose, or look flattering at all. Crimson continues to be rude and unforgiving until she gets her glow-up.
    That’s when he starts to notice her more. How she doesn’t raise her voice at him no matter what he does to pester her, how she somehow finds a reason to forgive him despite everything, how her boobs have grown since they were kids--
    Yeah, he pretty much jumps her bones whenever he gets the opportunity. Moxxie is born and the reader stops trying to please Crimson 24/7 to take care and nurture Moxxie.
That’s about as far as I got on that...
I do wanna write these, but I’m not sure how big the Crimson Simps(TM) sections will go considering he’s a douche bag
Let me know!
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