Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss reader inserts!

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Welcome to Hazbin A Helluva Time! This is a blog dedicated to writing reader insert imagines, oneshots, and full chapter fics for characters from both Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss.

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Blog "Update" (Sorta)

Not on a haitus, but want to be clear updates may be a tad bit sporadic from here until the end of December. My job becomes downright brutal this time of year unfortunately, and so when I come home all I want to do is rest. I'll still post, just a bit more sporadic. Asks are always open however, and who knows? Maybe any sent asks will be just what I need to pump something out quick if it sparks my motivation well enough!

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Sir Pentious with a Succubus/Incubus reader (SFW + NSFW under cut)

SFW

First off I’m gonna be real, you two got together because he would cling to any amount of affection you gave him. Bonus points if you boosted his ego (whether jokingly or not)

This dude is super fuckin’ lonely. Like. Yeah he goes on and on about how cool and evil he is, but that doesn’t change how lonely he is internally. This man CRAVES positive attention, and the charm of a succubus is probably perfect for that especially if it starts off the more playful and gentle route over outright sexual.

On that note, any sexual advances will not be registered right away. Like, you would have to be entirely blunt or this man will take anything you say at direct face value. I’m not saying he’s stupid by any means, he really is a brilliant mind, he’s just… a little slow on the uptake.

(This next part is sort of in line with the old voxtagram accounts, so not exactly canon. However, I took it into my own headcanon because I think it’s cute as hell so sue me)

He is VERY clingy once he gets attached. Like, he is so affection and attention starved that once you start giving him that positive reinforcement? He’s like a lost puppy. He’ll still try to play the cool, tough, and evil card, but he just becomes an utter simp let’s be honest.

NSFW

I’m gonna be real with you. Dude’s a virgin. Only experience is probably with his own hand or toys he made himself. Like, how he landed a succubus/incubus partner, I’ll never understand. Maybe it’s because he’s just downright adorable being teased?

On that note though, you’ll have to initiate, and make it very clear what you’re doing. He would absolutely fluster and just end up more embarrassed over it later, so just make sure he knows you don’t see him as lesser for it.

Two dicks. Enough said.

He’d be overly sensitive the first few times, but he at least has the stamina to back it up. Not only that but even if he got tired before you could get off, he’d more than make up for it in other ways. He is absolutely DESPERATE to please, after all. (And come on. Snake tongue. That and he’s good with his hands. A good combo, really.)

Once he’s more sexually experienced, well… he’s an inventor. I’m sure he can make a contraption or two that would really spice shit up in the bedroom.

Actually very good with after care. Don’t be surprised if he coils around you like a big warm weighted blanket and just dozes off with you like that. (I was not joking about him being touch starved, after all.)

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Poly Beelzebub and Vortex with a shy/introverted reader

I wouldn’t be surprised if you met Vortex first. Maybe it was similar to Loona, where the two of you got to talking and he could tell you weren’t exactly the most social butterfly. He’s a sweetheart deep down, so he’d decide to look out for you a bit, offer to get you out on the scene and try to help you make some friends.

Naturally, that would be… quite intimidating, especially once you got to the party. Between Bee’s constantly hype attitude and the loud, excitable crowd, it would be a bit overwhelming no doubt.

Vortex would keep trying to ease you into it however, and eventually the three of you would grow closer. They’d gain a bit of fondness for you.

Once the three of you are an actual item, don’t be surprised if they go a bit further out of their way to try and make things more comfortable for you.

Don’t get me wrong, Bee will definitely still want to try and get you out to her parties, but she’d section off a smaller section for Tex to take you if you get too overwhelmed.

Also, whether you’re an item yet or not, neither of them will let anyone fuck around with you. If anyone tries pushing you around or pressuring you, at least one of them if not both will jump on that real quick.

Tex is actually the calmest when it comes to things like that, preferring to try and be more like a bit of back up to help you try and stick up for yourself (if you’re able). Bee, on the other hand, well… she can be a little bit more intense if she senses you’re in any discomfort.

Out of the two of them however, Bee would be the one to try and push you out of your comfort zone just a little bit at a time. She will never force you, but she might pressure you just a tiny bit. If you ever get too uncomfortable, Tex will step in and remind her of boundaries of course. (Naturally, she’ll apologize and make up for it in other ways)

Feel free to introduce them to activities you enjoy too, of course! Knowing Bee she might to spin her own flair into it once in a while, but they’d be happy to see what makes you happy even if it’s not exactly what they’re used to.

(Plus? Let’s be honest here; Tex would probably enjoy a bit of quieter time once in a while.)

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Dead Man's Hand: Chapter 1

The past continues to haunt Husk's dreams, seemingly no matter what he does. All he wants is to move on, but he has far too many memories plaguing him. --- I wanted an excuse to write out past headcanons for Husk and here we are. If all goes well, you're in for a ride because I thought up far too much for good ol' Husker.

Some may recognize this first chapter from elsewhere, as I decided to bring it over to this new blog. I dropped it for a very, very long time, and decided to rehash it into a reader insert instead. This is the only chapter that I had publicly available, so this is more just a preview I suppose. No reader character is introduced in the first chapter, but will be in the next. Under a read more to keep separated from my author text.

The sounds and lights of the casino were considered overwhelming for many of the uninitiated around these parts. The idle chatter seemed to echo from all corners of the room, not to mention the clashing of chips and the ringing of some of the old fashioned machines mixed with music emanating from the old jukebox down at the end of the bar. However, the young boy seated at the counter had grown all my numb to it - he was raised here, and even at the age of eight he had learned to wash out and ignore the cacophony of sound. Occasionally, he felt his eyes wander to some of the crowded tables or even the colorful machines - but he had learned a while ago not to go sticking his nose where it didn’t belong. This was an adult’s world - he was just given the privilege of peeking in. 

“Niall? Sweetie?”

The boy jolted, his attention quickly swiveling back behind the counter to meet the lovely blue-grey eyes of his mother. Sometimes he wished he had her eyes instead of his father’s. At the very least though, he had her darker brown hair. 

“Yeah mama?”

“You seemed a little out of it. Are you okay sweetheart?”

Caring. She was always so caring. He wanted to be like her so badly when he got older. He wanted to make her proud to call him her son. A small smile edged on his lips as he nodded.

“I’m okay. Just thinking.” A small pause, before he rested his elbow on the counter and his cheek against his palm. “When do you think dad will let me try the slots?” 

Her smile faltered ever so slightly, a small sense of worry gleaming in her eyes as she gently prodded at his wrist. He caught the hint, adjusting himself to rest his hands back on his lap and off the counter.

“You know how he feels about that, Niall. That’s why we play cards together, remember?”

“I know, mama… I know.” He mumbled softly, a frown crossing his features, “I just wanna try and play like the customers do.”

The two were silent for a moment as Niall’s mother closed her eyes, quietly contemplating something that Niall couldn’t begin to guess. He could tell just how deep in thought she was - she always scrunched her brow in the same way it was now when she was, after all. Finally, her eyes opened, and he immediately saw the playful twinkle in them as she grinned.

“How about this? When your dad goes on some of his trips, I’ll teach you how to play some real card games. Just like some of the customers do at the other tables.”

“I can’t, mama. I don’t have the money.”

“We don’t need money between us, sweetie. I’ll just teach you how to play and we can have some friendly games. Then when you’re older, you’ll be able to play for yourself. How does that sound?”

Excitement filled him immediately and he nodded with just as much energy as he felt. The idea of playing the adult card games filled him with a sense of pride he couldn’t even begin to explain. He wanted to make her so proud - and maybe, just maybe, if he could get a good hold of how to play… Maybe he could somehow even make his father just a little proud, too. 

“Now, why don’t you go outside and play, Niall? It’s too nice out for you to stay cooped up in here all day. Why don’t you go see if you can find Conan or Treasa? I’m sure they’re running around in town, don’t you think? Probably looking for you, I’d say.” She reached out to lightly pat her son’s head, gently petting over his hair as she did so. He hummed softly in thought for a moment - not because he didn’t want to go out and play, but he really liked to spend time with his mother. His father always made comments about it. Comments he really, really didn’t like.

“Niall?”

Apparently, he had been too deep in his thoughts. He didn’t even fully realize he had forgotten to answer. The young brunette finally gave a small, slow nod, feeling just a bit more at ease from his mother’s reassuring smile. He finally moved to hop off the bar stool, going around the counter so he could hug his mother before he finally pulled back - just in time for her to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. He grinned at her and finally headed out the door, excited to see what his friends might be up to.

--- Husk awoke with a jolt, sitting bolt upright at the counter. His eyes gleamed in the darkness as he quickly looked around, trying to readjust to his surroundings. No one was around - he was alone in the lobby.

He was… alone.

A low, rough sigh escaped his lips. His throat felt dry, his mind fuzzy, and his back ached from the poor position he had been in while he slept. He felt so tired. A quick glance at the clock told him he had barely slept more than an hour or so. His ears twitched back ever so slightly as he grabbed at the still open bottle next time him, taking a deep drink without any form of hesitation.

These dreams always came to him. Dreams of a past he wished he could forget. Dreams that could do nothing for him now, where he was. He felt his claws dig into his palm ever so slightly - he was holding the bottle far too hard to be comfortable, and he set it down again while he let the burn of the alcohol wake him up a bit.

Hopefully, it would help him forget. That’s what he told himself anyway. Hopefully, it would help him forget and move on. That’s all he wanted to happen, at this point.

Of course, it never did.

He rubbed at his temples, knowing that he should technically try and get some proper sleep in a proper place, but knowing that even if he did try it wouldn’t come to him. He was far too restless now, and far too eager to shove those dreams far into the recesses of his mind.

No. For now, he would focus on cleaning up the bar. He didn’t want to sleep until he was either too exhausted or too damn drunk to dream. With a sigh, he grabbed a clean rag and began his nightly cleaning routine. After all…

“It’s gonna be a long fuckin’ night.”