1. Color blind. Due to his irises (and like, entire eye) being yellow, I think he'd see in a yellow/orange tint.
2. Despite hating the B.P.R.D. he takes his missions pretty seriously. He likes to prep ahead of time and maybe do a little research on said entity he's hunting.
3. Surprisingly well kept. Really on top of his hygiene and grooming, almost annoyingly so. Like the guy cannot leave his goatee or sideburns alone.
4. Used to have a terrible lisp as a kid, he grew out of it though.
5. Has ADHD. Is this just me projecting?? Maybe....
6. Really cageie over people going into his room. He has a degree of organization in there and REALLy doesn't like when people mess with his stuff.
7. His shoes look the way they do because it allows for natural wear of his hooves so they don't overgrow.
8. LOVES physical affection. Hugs, pats and general physical touch are a must from almost anyone close to him.
I'm sure i have more but I can't think of them all rn.. maybe I'll update this every blue moon
Happy birthday! Ok so correct me if I'm wrong but you write for hellboy right? If so, could you please do 2008 hellboy smut. Like maybe some jealous rooftop sex with a plus size s/o? (If not you can totally ignore this!)
Yes yes yes
Just watched the first movie last night cause it's on Netflix and I am ready for this
Jealous Fuck
Hellboy x Fem!Plus-sized!Reader
Warnings: fingering, jealously, jealous fuck, dirty talk, praise, p in v, no condom (please wrap before you tap), semi public sex, spelling mistakes,
"Who was he?" Hellboy shrugs, trying and failing to hide his annoyance and jealously.
"Hb..." You sigh, pulling your coat tighter around your form.
"You guys seemed pretty close," He continued, a hand on his hip.
"He was a new agent, HB, I was just showing him around town, it wasn't anything to be jealous of," your hair blows widely in the late October wind.
He sighs, looking at the gravel floor on the buildings roof. "You promise?"
You walk up to him, taking both his hands in yours, your thumb brushing over his knuckles. "I promise. It was just friendly. I only have eyes for you, baby,"
You could tell he wanted to believe you, but some insecure part of his gut wouldn't let it go.
"It's friendly 'Cause you're all mine right?"
Letting go of his stone hand, you cup his cheek, turning him to meet your eyes.
"I'm all yours, Red,"
Something flashes in his eyes, you've seen it before and it makes your face flush. He lunges, pressing his lips to yours. Slanting his lips he steals the breath from your lungs and makes you moan against his lips.
His stone hand reaches around to grope your thick ass, his human one tangling in your hair.
You squeeze his biceps, feeling heat pool between your thighs. "Let's go back to HQ, baby," You whisper against his lips.
"No time," He pulls away, tugging your hair back, making you tip your head up, exposing your throat. "I'm gonna fuck you right here, right now,"
You moan, his mouth sucking deep dark bruises onto your neck, a clear marking as his.
He pushes you to the roof ledge, spinning you around and bending you over the wall.
"Red..." You whisper, becoming bashful.
Hb tugs at your leggings, ripping them down your legs and pooling them at your boots. The cold spread goosebumps across your skin.
Your eyes flicker all around the empty streets and alleyways around you. You thank God it was the middle of the night and not day.
He dips his fingers into your folds, and you buck and moan, rolling your hips.
"So wet, baby," He parts them, moving his fingers around and coating them in your wetness.
He bends down, kissing at your ass cheek, he sucks a hickey into you skin then bites. Hard.
You yelp, but it turns into a moan as he plunges a finger into your sopping depths. You bite your jacket sleeve to keep quiet, only allowing harsh breaths and grunts.
His slips a second finger in, moving them fast, the sound of your slick filling the silent air.
"Red baby, I need you," You moan, looking at him over your shoulder.
"We gotta wait, hot stuff," He pulls his hand from your pussy and smacks your ass, making you yelp loudly. "You're not stretched enough for my big dick,"
"I am," You moan, face bright red.
"You think?" He slips three fingers inside you, stretching and pulling at your tight entrance. "You can barely take three fingers baby,"
"I can take it," reaching down, you rub and circle your clit, knowing it drives him wild to see you doing it.
Your pussy relaxes, allowing his three thick fingers to move easily in and out of you.
"Huh, you were right, baby," He removes his hand, licking them clean. "Let's see if my cock can fit too,"
You hear his zipper and belt, it sends an entirely unholy shiver down your spine. His hands grab your waist, his cock poking your folds.
"You ready?"
"Please," He slowly pushes himself in, not wanting to hurt you. But he didn't have to worry about that, because of how wet you were, he slipped in halfway without any trouble.
"Look at that, baby," He cooed. "Halfway without any trouble. That's my good girl,"
Your toes curled in your boots, you set your forehead on your arm, trying with all your might to not move.
With slow movements he slips inside to the hilt, moaning with you. He pulls out them slams forward.
You can't contain your moans, mouth hanging out and the sounds echoing across the quiet neighborhood.
"That's it baby," hb groans behind you.
"Fuck, you're so big," You moan, pushing your ass back to meet him thrust for thrust.
"Yeah, big and thick but you take it like a fucking champ, don't you baby? Yeah, cause that's what good girls do,"
You moan louder, reaching your hand back to play with your clit. The band in your stomach pulling tighter and tighter.
"Say you're mine," He growls, thrusting harder.
"I'm yours! I'm all yours baby!" You shout, cumming around his thick cock, bucking and moaning against him. You're thankful the brick wall was there to hold you up.
"Say. It. Again." He spanks and thrusts his words, making you skin bloom red.
"I'm yours, Hellboy! I'm all yours!"
"That's it, good fucking girl," He pants, thrusting harder and more erratically, nearing his end.
With a roar he fills your pussy with his hot cum, there's too much and it spills from your sore hole.
You whimper and pant together, calming your breaths. "Fuck, Hb,"
He laughs softly, leaning down and kissing up your clothed spine, pressing his lips to your ear. "You're mine, and I'm yours. And nothing is ever going to change that,"
Can I get Hellboy x reader where he's comforting and trying to help his so feel better because they're really sick?
(Also if possible, gender neutral or male reader?)
This is going to start the train of 'sorry this took me so long to write, better late than never!"
Hellboy x Gn!reader
Sick of You
Word Count: 474
Warnings: spelling mistakes, established relationship, feeding the other soup, airplane noises,
"No, no," You whine, trying to turn away from the edge of the bed. You pull the six blankets you have to the side, but you barely move them, your arms are so tired.
"Yes," Hellboy comes over to your side of the bed with a small tray, it has a glass of water, a pack of crackers and steaming chicken noodle soup. "You need to eat,"
"I don't want-"
"Yes you do, you're drooling,"
You quickly wipe at your mouth, grumbling as he sets the tray down on your nightstand before easily moving your body to sit up.
"Here, you don't even have to do anything, I'm gonna spoon feed it to you." He sits down by your knees, picking up the bowl of soup and stirring it.
You hated how delicious it smelled, you grumbled and sealed your lips shut as he brought the spoon and bowl to your mouth.
"C'mon baby, just a few bites that's all I'm asking for," He pulled back. "If you don't eat this, I'm going to start making airplane and car noises,"
You chuckled dryly, a cough coming out at the end. "You wouldn't dare,"
He adjusted the spoon in his normal hand and made plane-flying noises. Through some act of nature, he didn't spill a drop, even as he moved the spoon around and the bowl under it.
He came to your lips and you begrudgingly opened your mouth and ate the soup. You moaned softly, the warm broth felt amazing on your sore throat.
"See?" This time when he held up the spoon you eagerly ate it. After what felt like only five minutes, but you knew was much longer, the whole bowl was empty and he was kissing your forehead.
"Not so bad right?"
You rolled your eyes, not looking at him as he brought the cup of water to your face.
"Drink,"
"I'm not thirsty," You countered, crossing your arms.
"Take three sips of this and I'll let you take a nap,"
Your hands covered his, bringing the glass to your lips and greedily taking three large gulps.
"There you go," He laughed, putting the cup and tray back on the nightstand and helping you settle back down into the blankets and pillows.
"Will you stay with me?" You mumble, feeling exhaustion creeping back in.
"Do you want to cuddle of just have my next to you?" He ran his hand up and down your side.
"Cuddle," You whisper, your eyes shutting and not wanting to open. You feel the bed dip behind you before a very large a warm figure surrounds your back.
His arm comes around your front, pulling you back to his chest, putting his left arm under your head. You snuggled into his bicep, smiling to yourself feeling him place sleepy kisses to the back of your neck.
I'm a sucker for angst/comfort, so may I request Hellboy and/or Abe asking their girlfriend if she is okay after noticing a change on her behaviour? She is "the mom friend" who always looks after everyone's well-being and is very loving but lately she is quieter than usual and rather distant so as not to let her negative emotions affect anyone. Basically she starts crying after they ask and says that no one has ever asked her if she is okay. Please and thank you ♥️
I think this would be so cute as a poly relationship with Abe and Red, I really hope that's okay and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to.
Hellboy x Fem!reader x Abe Sapien
We’re Here
Word Count: 555
Warnings: poly!relationship, idiots in love, swearing, small angst, healthy relationships (our favorite),
Summary: you finally open up to your boyfriends
"What're you sayin' Abe?" Hellboy lowered his gun, turning away from the training dummy.
Abe was leaning against the far wall of the training facility, sitting cross legged on the floor.
"I'm just saying, she's acting a bit differently, and I've felt a change in her," Abe rubbed his palms, looking at the floor.
"You read her mind?" Hellboys tone didn't match his wording, he was concerned and genuinely curious, not judging.
"Of course not!" Abe protested, glancing up from the floor. "It's not just me, Liz and Myers have noticed it too, she's....just a little off recently,"
Red inspected his gun, nodding his head. "Yeah, she has been less talkative, and she's been sleeping in her own room a lot more,"
"I think we should talk to her about it," Abe stood, walking up to Hellboy.
"I agree, I'll ask Liz if her and Myers can go get her favorite take out and we'll talk tonight,"
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You knew something was up the moment you walked into your shared room with your two boyfriends.
They cleaned the room for starters, put out your nice silverware and plates and even lit some candles.
It was very romantic.
"What's going on?" You set your bag next to the kitchen island, taking off your boots.
"We got dinner," Abe started, gesturing to the large takeout bins on the table.
"Why?" You stood straight up, crossing your arms over your chest. Abe and Red shared a look.
"Because we wanted to do something for you, we've noticed you've been kinda off lately and we just wanted to check in with ya," Red filled in, rubbing the back of his neck.
When he met your eyes he paused, fearing the worst. Your cheeks and neck had gone red and your eyes were brimming with tears.
You lost it, your knees going weak and giving out on you. Abe was quick to rush forward and grab you in his arms. Both men joined you on the floor as you cried.
"Baby, what's wrong? Was it somethin' I said?" Red asked, rubbing soothing circles on your back and shoulder.
Abe moved the hair from your face, his arm rubbing your lower back.
"I'm just always the one who helps everyone else...." You inhale shakily, wiping your nose on your sleeve. "I'm not used to having people look after me,"
"Well you should, you deserve it, my love," Abe pressed a firm kiss on your wet cheek.
"Do you wanna talk about anything else that's bothering ya?" Red asked.
You spent the next thirty minutes telling them everything. From you getting yelled at by Manning during a failed mission to the fact that you ran out of toothpaste this morning.
You cried, and they wiped away every tear. Giving you praise and kisses with everything you revealed.
"Does it feel better now that you've gotten everything off your chest?" Red asked.
You nod. "Yeah, it does, thanks for listening," You take both of their hands, pressing a kiss to each of their knuckles.
"Of course, baby," They both spoke. "We're always here to listen, my love,"
You chuckle, wiping the last of your tears and gesturing to the forgotten take out. "Think we could have that food now?"
THANK YOU SO MUCH, YOU DID A WONDERFUL JOB!!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I have another idea for another Abe x reader, so basically his S/O is a witch, when finding out about a vintage bookstore that Abe would love to go, his s/o finds a glamour spell so he could go out with them, the couple have a wonderful day together filled with fluff but the reader misses her boyfriend’s original appearance, so when they arrive at home, reader tells Abe how much they love him entirely for who he is and ends up covering him in kisses, fluff almost all around!!!
If you decide to take on this request, please take the time you need as well thank you so much!!!
Sorry this took me so long to write! But it's done!
Abe Sapien x Fem!Witch!reader
Fish behind the Man
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: established relationship, insecure!Abe, idiots in love, first "I love you's", Abe's ass, spelling mistakes,
Summary: you find a spell to turn your boyfriend human
You'd never had a problem with admitting you're a witch.
Even when you joined the B.P.R.D, you never hid your talents or interests, it was one of the things that drew your now boyfriend to you.
It feels like only yesterday when he shyly approached you and offered you a small stack of books on ancient spells and cultures.
You'd read all of them that night and invited him to have a lunch date with you to talk about them.
Now 7 months later, you were the happiness you had ever been. He was your everything, gils and all.
You knew he was insecure. He never said anything, and he probably never would, but you could see it in the way he sighed at romance movies or kept sneaking glances at Red and Liz.
Wanting to silence any mean thoughts he had about himself, you did everything in your power (literally) to remind him how much you cared for him.
One day while you were on the surface, doing some window shopping (much to Mannings dismay) you passed by a bookshop. That's just what he needs!
Excitedly you enter the shop, glancing around, it was a small shop with stained green carpet and peeling wallpaper walls. The shelves looked crooked and could topple over at any moment.
You weave in and out of the isles, picking up big leather books and smiling thinking about how happy he'd be.
Picking out three new books you end up at the back of the store, feeling the air suddenly change. You knew that feeling.
The very back wall was dark, no lights were around this section, the only light was the window to your right. A few of the shelves had broken, leaving some books on the floor or hitting another shelf.
Holding out your free hand, palm up, you skimmed the books. They hummed, vibrating and talking to you. Magic.
As you skimmed the shelf, one book in particular was really talking, buzzing and jumping as your hand came closer. Pressing your finger to the worn leather spine, it stopped bouncing, leaning forward and falling to the floor.
It landed on a random page, crouching down you smile. A glamour spell.
Buying all the books, you rush home, ignoring how cold the night had gotten and how uncomfortable your shoes now were.
"Abe!" You call, bursting into the library, it was quiet and he wasn't in his tank. "Abe, my darling? Are you in here?"
"Love?" Abe poked his head over the spiral staircase railing, quickly coming down them, eyes wide as you ran to him.
"Abe, I've just found the most wonderful thing," You wrap your hands around his waist, panting heavily.
"What is it, Love?" He tilts his head in the cutest way, allowing you to pull him to the nearest table and pull the books out of your bag.
"I found a new bookshop and got you some new books to read," You pull out the other three you got him, digging until your whole arm was in the bag to get the magic one.
"Oh, love!" His webbed hands gently moved across the thick books, flipping through some of the first few pages. "Thank you, you didn't have to,"
"But I wanted to," You smile at him, finally finding the book and showing it to him. "This is a spell book that I found,"
He gently took the book from your hands, you bit your lip, hoping he wouldn't take this the wrong way. He opens the book, flipping through the old pages, he stopped on a random page.
"'Glamour Spell'?" He read aloud, your heart leapt, touching his forearms.
"That way we could spend the day together up on the surface, there's so many places I want to show you,"
"You could perform this spell?" You nod, he peers down at the pages. "...and then I'd appear human?"
"Yes, and it could be reversed at any moment if you get uncomfortable, but the spell will end exactly 18 hours after it's casted."
He's silent, read through the spell, your heart is pounding against your chest.
"Alright, if you would like to try this," He smiles at your excited squeal, setting the book down and pulling him into a bone crushing hug.
"This is going to be so fun!"
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Blue smoke filled your room, you cough, waving your hands around and turning on your ceiling fan. The smoke was so thick you could barely see your hands in front of your face.
"Abe?" You ask, carefully stepping over your spell set up, going to where he was standing.
"Love?"
"Abe, honey, are you alright? Where are you?" You take cautious steps forward, extending your arms out.
"I'm....I'm..." His form appeared in the smoke, his back to you. "I'm human," He turns, jaw dropped and eyes wide.
He was the same height, but had big dark brown eyes, freckles covering his face and hair that was several shades of blue and green.
"Oh, it worked!" You squeal, rushing up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck, it was strange not feeling his gills.
He picked you up, feet lifting off the ground as he spun you around.
"Oh, love you're amazing, it worked!" He set you down, face turning pink as he stared at you. "It worked," He laughed softly.
You laughed with him, letting him go and look at himself in your mirror. The room was still full of smoke but now it was only waist height.
You smile, seeing him touching his face, scrunching his nose, and running his hands through his hair.
"Hair! I have hair!" He laughs, fluffing and pulling at his hair, a large grin spread across his face.
You opened your mouth to happily respond, but get distracted when you realize the the smoke had cleared more.
"Um, Abe?" A blush creeps across your face.
"And I don't have fins," He lifts one of his arms, touching his sides and under his armpit. "I can move my arms all around," He rolled his shoulder, still smiling.
"Abe, darling?" You cover your mouth to stop giggling.
"Yes, my love?"
"You are also naked,"
His eyes go wide, glancing down and quickly covering himself, his face and neck turning bright red. "That I am,"
"Here, I'll get you some clothes, hold on," you laugh, going over to your dresser and pulling out some pants.
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After dressing Abe (and trying to not look at his ass) you both sneak off to the surface, going downtown to your favorite street.
It was late October, the night was cold, it wasn't late but the sun had ready gone down and Abe was glad for the thick jacket you'd lent him, it was a strange feeling to have his face blush and get warm.
"What would you like to do first?" He asked, glancing at you. You smiled, taking his hand and pulling him down the sidewalk.
"I want you to try pretzels," You giggle and seeing you glowing in the streetlamp lights will be forever burned into his brain.
His nerves spiked as other people started coming down the street, he bared himself for the normal berage of rude comments, jokes or the occasion piece of trash. But nothing came, they walked by, he was sure they didn't even look at him.
"You alright?" You ask, he'd stopped walking, looking back at the group that passed you.
"They just walked by," He smiled, pulling you down the sidewalk to a hot pretzel stand.
You buy two pretzels and let him take his first bite. It tastes....good, his jaw is now strong enough to chew through the bread like material.
"How is it?" You ask, eating your own food, tucking your hair behind your ear so it wasn't in the pretzel.
"It's good!" He eagerly takes another bite. You lead him over to a sidewalk bench, sitting down next to him and happily eating together.
A chill ran through the night, Abe shivered, fishing his pretzel and rubbing his hands together for warmth.
You finished yours and threw away your napkins, standing and suggesting they do some window shopping.
As you walk he still rubs his hands, taking his hand you interlock fingers and shove both your hands into your pocket.
You show him your favorite stores, telling him all your fun stories you have of this street. And you love seeing how excited he is and how comfortable he is walking around without being worried about his appearance.
But....your heart sunk everytime you really looked at him. It was your boyfriend, but you missed the large black eyes, the gills on his neck, the smooth feeling of his scales.
You both ended up at the park, walking hand in hand looking at all the fairy lights hung up around the street lamps and trees.
"It's so beautiful here," He murmured, looking up with wide eyes. "I understand now why you come here so often,"
"I'm glad I get to share it with you," You wrap your arm around his, resting your head on his shoulder.
There's a gazebo at the end of this park trail, covered in fake cobwebs and spiders and more fairy lights.
"Tonight's been perfect, Love," He murmurs, spinning you around to face him, cupping your face in his hands, looking deeply into his eyes.
His cheeks turn bright pink, he leans in puckering his lips and closing his eyes. You laugh softly, leaning into his hands and kissing him softly.
His lips were warm, unlike the cool cold you're used to. But it felt wonderful to kiss him out in public and not worry if people had seen him.
He pulls back, face now red, his chest heaving. "I could get used to this,"
You kiss him again, not wanting to answer. You didn't want this to be the normal. You missed him.
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Around 2 AM you snuck back into B.P.R.D headquarters, sneaking away to your room.
You close your door, biting your lip and glancing nervously at him.
"So, now that we're back, do you want me to undo the spell?"
He turns around, raising an eyebrow. "Um, well, I don't mind it, why? Is it draining power from you?"
"No, no, I'm fine, I just wasn't sure," You rub your hands together. He notices your nervousness and takes a few steps toward you, taking your hands in his.
"Do you want to undo the spell?"
"I just want you to be comfortable,"
"I want you to be comfortable," He says back, running his thumb along your knuckles.
"Me?" You raise a brow.
"You were the one who found the spell and suggested it, and I know my normal form isn't exactly attractive-"
"Abe!" You interrupt him, eyes wide, voice a bit higher than you meant it. "I didn't show you that spell because I wanted to spend the day with you, not because I wanted to change you. You don't need you to be human to be attractive. I find you attractive, I like your big eyes and gills and your webbed fingers,"
He stares with wide eyes, as you speak tears start to fog his vision, brimming in his eyes. "You really mean that?"
"If you had your powers I'd make you read my mind," You smile at him, gripping his hands tightly. "You are amazing, just the way you are,"
"You really think so?"
"I know so," You cup his face, running your thumb on his cheekbone. "I love you, Abe, fishy and all,"
Tears spilled down his face, he smiled wide. "I love you too," He pulled you to his chest, hugging you tightly. "You can undo the spell. I'm ready to be me again,"
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This time when you did the spell, you had your fan on to help with the smoke. You watched the smoke cover your boyfriend and swarm the room.
"Abe?" You stand, looking into the smoke. Abe took a step forward, once again blue and covered in scales.
"I'm back," He laughed, secretly enjoying your large grin at seeing him again, and rushing to hug him.
"I missed you," You press several kisses on his face: on his lips, nose bump, cheeks, chin, and forehead.
Hell Boy with a S/O who is allergic to cats but still loves them and he only finds out after they start sneezing. He looks at them and they are like: "Oh, yeah, I'm allergic to cats..." while stroking one of the MANY cats they are surrounded by 😃 They end up taking pills in order to be able to hang out with Red without dying because of their allergy, dw
This is funny
Hellboy x Gn!reader
Worth the Pain
Word Count: 730
Warnings: cat allergies 😔, spelling mistakes, established relationship, idiots in love, KITTENS, 1 swear word,
Summary: Hellboy discovers you’re allergic to cats
It was a late night, far later than either of you would’ve liked. It was a long rainy day and you were both glad to be freshly showered and tucked into bed.
You called the cats onto the bed, smiling as they took spots all along your sides and on your lap.
"Hewwo babies," You coo, rubbing ones belly and scratching another's chin.
"Alright, make room," Hellboy smiled seeing you all wrapped up in blankets and kittens. Carefully pulling back his side of the sheets he slipped under, smiling as some of the kittens nuzzled his chin and hands.
You lifted a small orange baby, kissing its cheek loudly, rubbing its belly and cooing at it. "Is this baby new?"
"Yeah, found the poor thing by an old dumpster," He reached his hand out, rubbing its chin: it purred loudly.
"He's a sweetheart," You smile, kissing his cheek again. You place him down on Red's chest, then lean away, sneezing loudly.
"Bless you,"
"Thanks-" You start, but get interrupted by another sneeze. Then another right after that.
"Did you catch a cold outside?" Red raised a brow, still petting the orange kitten.
"No, it's my allergies," You sniffle, wiping your nose with your sleeve, rubbing a tabby kittens belly.
"Oh yeah, I've been gettin' 'em too lately, especially with the seasons changing," He murmured, scooting down in bed, laying down fully with three kittens on his chest.
"No, not seasonal allergies, like my actual allergies," You pick up the tabby, pulling her to rest in your lap, despite the major death glare and airplane ears she was purring.
"What allergies?"
"Hmm?" You glance down at him, shrugging. "I'm allergic to cats,"
You'd never seen him move so fast, he was up in seconds, showing away all the cats and moving all the blankets.
“It’s not that big of a deal!” You laugh watching Hellboy rush around the room.
“It is a big deal!” He comes up to your shared bed, moving the blankets you were under, making all the cats meow and move from their spots. “C’mon, up up,”
“Don’t make them leave, Red,” You pout, watching all the kittens jump down from the bed. Before a little gray tabby could, you grabbed him under his arms, pulling him close to your chest.
“Stop that!”
You shook your head, pressing a kiss between the kittens ears.
“You’re allergic!” Kneeling on the bed, he reaches over and gently plucks the kitten out of your arms, holding it to his chest.
"It's fine, Red," You protest, crossing your arms, watching him as he steps off the bed and places the kitten across the room on the couch.
"It's not fine, your arms are getting red!" He points to your now itchy arm, not that you would admit that to him.
"I have pills I can take so, I'm okay-"
"Where are they?" He's panting and seems genuinely frightened, not a lot but a reasonable amount.
"The pharmacy ran out last week so I have to get more, but they're going to call or email me when it's back in stock," He groans loudly, not mad at you but the pharmacy.
"Alright, alright," He wipes his hands on his sweatpants, moving all the cats to the far side of the room before changing the top blankets.
"There," He mumbled, tucking you into the new blankets, sitting beside you. "Now, no more snuggling with the cats until you have your medicine,"
"That's not fair!" You whine, reaching a hand out toward the now sleeping babies.
"It's totally fair, you're allergic and I don't want to see you in pain,"
You reach a hand out, touching his forearm, meeting his eyes. "I'm not in pain, it's annoying and a bit irritated but I'll be okay, really, Red, you don't have to worry about me,"
You cup the side of his face, he leans into your hand, pressing a kiss to your wrist, then palm.
"I'm always gonna worry 'bout you,"
"I know, but I'm not an idiot, I have medicine that allows me to play with the cats, I wouldn't go near them if I didn't, you have to trust me, okay?" You lean in, bumping your nose on his.
He scoffs, raising a brow. "I'd believe you if I didn't know you have a cat tucked into your side,"
Welcome to “I’m touch starved, but I’m too scared to tell you, so I won’t”
He 👏 loves 👏 holding 👏 your 👏 hand (yes he’s sad he can’t interlock fingers, don’t bring it up)
He wants you to read the books he has out to him while he floats around his tank.
SWIMMING DATES
Anything that has to do with you and water is a win (but be careful with baths and showers he can’t handle really hot water)
he started eating mints so he didn’t have rotten egg breath (he deserves all the kisses 💋)
He swore to never read your mind unless you ask him to, he feels guilty when he does, like he’s invading your privacy (but he doesn’t care about anybody else’s)
Sometimes he just kinda stares at you, he can’t believe you’re his
I like to think his gills and the fins on his back and under his arms are super sensitive and he adores it when you run your nails across them
He spends a lot of time alone and his mind can sometimes wander, if it gets really bad he comes to sleep in your room with you
You’re the only person who has convinced him to sleep in a bed, he think they’re weird and doesn’t like gravity (but it’s worth it if he gets to fall asleep next to you)
He will lose his shit if you come and swim with him in his tank. Most times you both hang out in the B.P.R.D pool, but it means more when it’s his own tank
He’s such a good listener and can will listen to you rant for hours. He will listen and give his opinion (if you want it)
Even if you have different hobbies and interests, he wants to know everything about what you do. He loves seeing your face light up when you get excited.
When you start showing hints that you might want to get married, he does read your mind. He just doesn’t want to misread something and make you uncomfortable or upset.
If you do want to get married, it’s now the only thing he can think of. He plans and plans, he spends months looking for the perfect ring, not settling until he feels its exactly what you want.
When he does finally find it, he sets everything up.
He can tell you’re nervous and it’s not helping his shaking hands. He starts his big speech about how much he loves and cares for you.
Then you....interrupt him?????
You start crying, agreeing that this is the best relationship you’ve ever had, how amazing he is, how much you adore him, etc.
Then you’re kneeling by the side of the table with a ring?!
Shocked. Flabbergasted. Mind Blown.
After shaking out the shock, he says yes and embraces you tightly.
He sets you down and immediately asks how long you’ve been wanting to propose, and if he waited too long to do it.
You explain you planted seeds knowing he’d pick them up. You made him think you wanted him to propose, but instead it was a distraction so you and Liz could plan this evening and catch him by surprise.
You both agree to wear the engagement rings, he feels warm and fuzzy when he remembers what the ring means. He likes showing it off.
