#hellboyxreader

[vinnieartz21]

So I wanna make a little series

a Hellboy x GN Elderitch God reader x abe sapien

Thoughts??

[leleouwu]

Hellboy general headcanons

(Reader can be of any gender)

Most people in the BPRD thought that HB is someone that would have a s/o from how rough and angry he aways is

Guess they were wrong!

And lemme tell ya something, this big boy is so gentle that it doesn't even looks like he can break a brick wall with just a punch

He's so gentle that sometimes you're sure that he thinks you're made of glass

Somehow, even if most part of the animals you meet don't get well with you, all of his cats love you too

He doesn't raises his voice at you, ever

He lets you touch his stone hand, horns and tail, you're the only one who can do it freely tho

Lets you play with his hair, the next morning Abe and Liz make bets to see how many braids will be on his hair

He doesn't care about how you leave his hair when you're done tho, and no one says nothing about it anyways

They're too scared of pissing Red off if they do it

Anyways, he loves you and you love him, that's all that matters <3

[imtherain]

You Can Stay (Hellboy Oneshot Smut Stuff)

Heyo, so I woke up this morning thinking “Am I emotionally prepared to share with the internet the smut I wrote when I was sleepdrunk last night?” and the answer is YES because there is a sore lack of Hellboy smut out there. It’s safe to assume this one is also a chubby GF but it’s hella downplayed because I was sleepdrunk and not paying attention. I’ll likely post more chubby gf stuff because I love that shit and all that stuff. 

Anywho

You Can Stay (Hellboy Smut)

Warnings: Smut obviously (probably not the best, but I’m TRYING) some angst? idk how to warn things. And bad jokes. Lack of pancakes.

HellboyxReader

(apparently it’s 3140 words (o///o) I hope it’s ok)

You’d been seeing Hellboy for several weeks and lately you’d spent all of your mutual free time together in his room, watching old movies, talking about the job, the crazy stuff you’d both seen, and making out from time to time. He was sweet, always a gentleman, and hot damn, a fine kisser.

“Well it looks like it’s past my bedtime,” You yawn, making no move to untangle yourself from Hellboy or the couch you both lounged on. You had finished the movie almost an hour before hand, but neither of you had made any moves to turn off the TV.

“What do you have planned for tomorrow?” Hellboy asked. He was watching you with his yellow eyes, which always seemed to be telling you things he wouldn’t say out loud. Right now, they were saying he hoped you were still free.

“I have a bunch of paperwork to catch up on, and I promised to finish translating the Talb Stones the guys at the lab finally cleaned up all the way. I just hope they didn’t damage any of the punctuating marks this time, that makes it SO much harder to read.”

“What are those again?” Hellboy was playing with the hem of your shirt, and you were pretending not to notice.

“You know, I’m not sure where they found these ones specifically, but the language on them is an old fairy language that I happened to learn from my mother as a kid.” You shrug. “Comes in handy now and then. As far as why they’re called Talb Stones, they are all ended with the word TALB, which as far as I can tell is either the name of whoever carved them, or it’s like how some movies end with FIN. Instead of The End, and it’s just a marker. But only these stones have it so I want to think it’s a name.”

“Hmm, talk nerdy to me,” Hellboy purrs moving to kiss your cheek.

“Pretty sure you were on the mission that brought this set back to me,” You say trying to keep your brain from scrambling under his attentions. If he kept this up you would likely forget all about the work waiting for you in the morning.

“Sounds like you owe me then,” He purrs again, this time his lips catch the soft bit of skin just under your ear. A shiver runs down your back and a fire lights in the bottom of your stomach. This could go somewhere really interesting, really fast. But work in the morning called.

“I’ll have to pay you back another time, HB,” You say, finally untangling yourself from him. He sits back, broad chest even broader as his stone hand rest along the back of the couch you had just vacated. Suddenly you were kind of salty he rarely wore a shirt, because seeing him like that was making all your thoughts of being responsible employee rush right out of your head. You wondered what all those muscles would feel like with nothing between you.

You stood staring at him for too long.

“See something you like?” Hellboy wasn’t even grinning, and his seriousness confused you.

“I do, but I keep thinking about work in the morning too,” You admit.

“Then you best get going,” Hellboy was watching you, waiting to see what you’d do. You knew he wouldn’t ask you to do something you didn’t want to do, but clearly he wanted something too. You hoped it was the same thing you wanted from him, but you were still too shy, too new in the relationship, to ask.

“Thank you for the movie,” You say. He nods.

“Anytime, Y/N,” When you don’t move any closer to the door his smile comes back, a smirk.

“What?” You ask him.

“You aren’t moving very fast, need me to walk you out?” He moves the blanket from across his lap and stands. Suddenly you feel very small, because as tall and strong as you might have been, he was taller, he was stronger. You loved that he made you feel protectable, as if you didn’t have to save yourself for once, that he had broad enough shoulders to shield you.

“That might be good, yeah,” You mumble. He steps past you and you follow towards the door. He stops and turns so that he blocks the door with his frame.

“You don’t have to go,” Hellboy says. You raise an eyebrow at him.

“I don’t?”

“You could stay,” He sounds almost shy now and if you didn’t know any better, his red cheeks might have even been a touch redder. It suddenly dawned on you that, while a cocky bastard, odds are that he didn’t actually have that much experience with dating and things.

“And where would I sleep?” You ask, giving him an out in case he changed his mind. You were too used to people changing their minds.

“The bed’s big enough for two,” Hellboy’s eyes were warm now, smoldering with a different fire. The kind of fire you wanted to lay down in and sleep with. Oh god, you realized, you wanted to sleep with him.

“And what would your neighbors say?” Your tone had changed, it was teasing now. You took a step backwards back into his room.

“Probably not much considering this room is sound proofed.” Hellboy says as if it’s the most normal thing. Upon seeing your raised eyebrow he shrugs again. “I used to have really noisy nightmares as a kid,”

“Did they get better?” You ask. “Or just quieter?”

“Doesn’t matter right now,” He follows you, step for step until you’re both back by the couch you started at, standing now, only a few inches apart.

“What are you going to do if I stay tonight?” You ask. You know what you want his answer to be, and which you would accept as close enough, but you weren’t really prepared for what he tells you.

“I would worship every inch of you,” That fire in his eyes almost burns you as you lick you suddenly dry lips. “If you’d let me,” you can feel the heat of him and it sets that fire in your stomach blazing.

“And if I go?” You ask, giving him a way out you prayed he wouldn’t take.

“I don’t want you to go,” He says. You reach out and take his flesh hand because he always dodges you with his stone. He lets you bring it to your waist where you set it, gently, then you reach up to pull his face down to yours.

He kisses you greedily.

When you pull back for air, Hellboy is smiling, a big, charming, self-assured smile. You smile back, wanting to see what he’d do next. He pulls you towards where his bed sits and there you both stop, as if wondering if this was really happening.

“You good, HB?” You ask, another out if he wanted it.

“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” Hellboy chuckles.

“I’m a little rusty at this,” You admit. You hadn’t been with someone in a few years, not since joining the BPRD, and certainly not anyone who made your stomach do such wild flip-flops like Hellboy did.

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t,” He says. “I figure it’s like riding a bike,”

“Please don’t ride me like a bike,” You say and you both laugh.

“I meant that you don’t forget how to do it just cuz you haven’t in a while,” He kisses you again before you can say anything. You wrap your arms around his neck, trying to keep the kiss longer. He moves forward with you so that you sit on the edge of his bed.

He moves slowly, removing your shoes first, moving to kiss your face, pushing your shirt up so that his fingers brush skin. You both groan at that.

“Jinx, you owe me a dollar,” You manage before he kisses you again.

“I’ll get right on that,” He shakes his head at you. Your shirt ends up tossed over his shoulder as he traces his tongue along every line he can imagine in your skin. You lean back and restrain a moan. God, it felt this good just to be touched, how good was it going to be when you were both naked?

Hellboy moved to your belt next, unhooking it and unbuttoning your pants with one hand.

“What about yours?” You ask. He grunts as his head goes back to your skin and his mouth caresses the newly exposed bits as he pulls down your pants. Your pants join your shirt somewhere behind him. You can’t help but lean back as he kisses the inside of you thigh. His facial hair tickles you, but it only adds to the excitement, adds to the sensations building inside of you.

Up he comes to catch your mouth with his once more and for a long moment you stay like that, kissing, chest to chest. Your hands are hungry for his skin, as take full advantage now that you have him so close to you. He jumps when your fingers brush past one of his nipples.

“Careful, Y/N,” Hellboy warns. “I might lose my head with you touching me like that,”

“I hardly did anything,” You say, pulling gently on his beard before leaning forward to kiss him again. You would have been happy enough just to kiss him all night.

“I guess I just like you that much then,” He grins and kisses your neck, your throat, and then trails kisses all the way back down until his face is cradled in your thighs.

“Do it,” You say, sassy grin on your face. Whatever thing he meant to do down there, you were ready for it, and it seemed he was waiting for you to give him permission. He grins and kisses the inside of your thighs again, taking time to cover each one before he leans forward and presses his face to your center. You gasp as he moves his mouth against the fabric of your panties, your hands go to his head to keep him there. He chuckles once before he reaches up to remove the fabric that impedes him. There was a ripping noise and a curse, but the remains of your panties fell to the floor all the same.

Hellboy’s face buried itself in your warm center and you lost track of what exactly he was doing. All you knew was that it was making it hard for you to keep your eyes open and good lord, it was getting harder and harder to breathe. You buck against him, but his stone hand on your hip was enough to steady you. It wasn’t long until all the sensations that were toiling inside you came together and burst into a million tiny shards of pleasure.

You cry out as you come against his mouth.

“Holy fuck,” Your breath was coming in quick, deep gasps. “That was amazing,” Hellboy kisses his way back up to your neck to purr in your ear.

“And that was just step one,” He says. His teeth rake along your neck and you shiver at the promise. His hand goes around you to unhook your bra, and then you were naked before him.

He drank in the sight of you like you were his favorite work of art, as if he needed to memorize every rise and fall of your flesh, ever bump and bruise and stretch mark. For once in your life, you didn’t feel like being naked was such a bad thing after all.

You reach out to him because you’d been away from his mouth for too long and you needed another kiss. You both wrap your arms around each other, begging the other for real estate on the other’s skin and finding lots to be had. Your hips press against his, finding a hard, hot budge waiting for attention beneath the fabric that caged it.

“Take off your pants,” You command. Hellboy pauses then. “What? Isn’t this what you want?”

“I’m worried I’ll hurt you, I don’t always...I’m not always gentle.” He admits. “I don’t wanna hurt you, Y/N.”

“I’m not afraid of you, Red,” You tease. “And unless that thing in there is the size of my arm, I think I’ll be fine,”

“It’s pretty close,” Hellboy says. You laugh at him and reach for his pants. It’s his turn to lay on his back now. You fight off his belt and undo his pants.

“Holy Moses, Red, you weren’t lying,” You let out a soft whistle as his member springs free. He groans as you take him in your hand.

“Told you so,” He grunts as you begin to run your hand along the length of him, throwing his head back against the bed. “Fuck, doll, keep doing that and I’m gonna explode,”

“Pretty sure that’s the goal, Red,” You tease him again with your hands, running them up and down his shaft and down to cup his balls. You lean down to attempt to give him a blow job in return for the one he gave you. You were annoyed to find you couldn’t fit very much of his length in your mouth.

“I can’t...I can’t handle you looking so determined at that,” He laughs. “Come here,” He pulls you away from your task and makes you straddle his waist instead.

“I might not be able to fit you in my mouth, but I bet I’ve got somewhere else you can put it,” You say, mischievous grin. Both of his hands cup your backside and you wiggle against him. He groans and you can feel that member of his straining to reach you. You wonder why he’s holding back.

“No hard feelings if it doesn’t work out for you,” Hellboy says. It’s your turn to laugh.

“If a vagina can pop out a baby, I’m sure it can take your dick.” You say.

“Ohhh you said a naughty word, Y/N,” Hellboy teases. You look confused for a second.

“What word? Dick? Vagina?”

“Nope, baby,” He laughs at you and you smack his chest.

“I can still leave you know,” You say. Suddenly he’s all serious.

“No, please stay,” He says in a hurry. You rock your hips against him, enjoying the feeling of his muscles beneath you, the way the treasure trail of hair runs down his chest to meet you, the way his member is so eagerly waiting for permission.

“I was only teasing,” You lean down and press yourself to his chest so that you can kiss him. His hands on your hips begin to let you slide closer to his member until it’s pressed right up against your backside. “Still wanna do this?”

“Only if you do,” He grins up at you but there’s worry in his eyes. You wonder briefly if something had happened with a past lover to make him so concerned.

“Then let’s do it,” You smile. You adjust so that you can make room for the rest of him beneath you, using your hand to aim him. You wiggle about until you know he’ll enter you the right way and lean back for the proper leverage. Without warning, Hellboy bucks beneath you, his length shooting in far faster than you expected. He pauses at your sharp intake of breath.

“You ok?”

“Golden,” You grunt. “Just give me a second to adjust,” it didn’t take you much to relax enough that the length of him was no longer such a surprise. You began to move then, rocking yourself along him, enjoying far too much, the look of pleasure that crossed his face.

After a few moments you began to pick up the pace and Hellboy grunts along with you as you both get lost in the sensation.

“I want more of you,” You say suddenly, even though you knew you had a lot of him in you already. Before you could say anything more, he had you flipped so that you were beneath him, legs up around his hips and arms pinned.

“You sure about that?” He growls into your ear. Your hips tried to meet his again, but he was holding back, teasing you.

“Yes, I want all of you,” You assure him. He thrusts once and a gasp escaped your throat. Then another and a third, which earned him a deeper moan.

“Make that sound again,” He begs. You did and his hips crashed forward into yours. Then he did it again, and again. Over and over until you thought surely you were going to break apart from the building orgasm that was threatening to break your pelvis if you didn’t get it released.

“Hellboy, I’m close,” You mutter. He kisses your upturned neck as his hips kept working.

“Me too, love, just hold on for a little longer,” Another kiss and you had trouble keeping track of reality as all the chemicals in your brain rapid fired.

Another deep thrust, another moan.

Finally his movements became more erratic and he shuddered as his body convulsed with his orgasm. You too, found your release as he filled you up with his cum until you were sure it was going to fill you entirely.

After the tremors ended Hellboy rolled off of you and collapsed next to you.

“Holy hell,” He sighed.

“You said it,” You agree. Both of you were breathing heavy now, trying to catch up on lost oxygen before going on.

“You good still? I didn’t hurt you did I?” Hellboy asks. You thought about it for a moment and then shake your head.

“Nope, I’m fine.” You move so that you could lean across his broad chest and he smiles at you, those yellow eyes of his looking tired now, but full of something like love. “Are you good?”

“I think you drew blood,” He glances down at his shoulder and you were surprised to see there were several long scratches there.

“Was that me? I’m so sorry, I didn’t...” He cut you off by pulling you in for a long kiss.

“Don’t worry, I liked it,” He kisses you again and sighs. “I’m one of those sick fucks that like pain.”

“Doesn’t make you a sick fuck,” You tell him. “And I don’t kink shame,”

“Oh good, then I might have something else to ask you about for next time,” He’s grinning.

“Oh, so you think there’s going to be a next time?” You’re smiling though, teasing.

“You think there won’t be?” Hellboy moves so quick you didn’t have time to dodge him and suddenly you were beneath him again. He covers your face in kisses. “That was only round one, you up for round two?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” You tease. “Are you?”

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Imagine Fic: Taking Care of Hellboy after he comes home from a fight

First of all, I haven’t published a thing in probably five years (or more if I’m being honest) so, seeing as there is a sore lack of Hellboy fanfics floating around, and the new movie comes out tomorrow (SO HYPE) I decided to try my hand at a few one shots. I know my blog as basically no followers, but I’m hoping that there are other thirsty souls out there that search for fanfic in the tags, and maybe someone will see this and find some small delight in it. Or not. It made me happy enough to write tho, so, there’s that.

Anywho

Hellboy x Reader

No warnings (I guess an allusion to sex? Real lowkey tho)

Imagine Fic: Taking Care of Hellboy after he comes home from a fight

“I heard you were back,” You say walking into the room you both shared. Hellboy was clearly sore from the fight he just returned from, but he still smiled when he saw you.

“Hey Y/N,” He was propped up in the bed, fully clothed. You walk over to him with a basket of supplies and shake your head.

“You look like shit, love,” You say sitting next to him. His arm went around your waist to pull you closer. You begin to clean his face of grim and blood, happy to see his wounds were superficial.

“You’re beautiful as always,” Hellboy grinned. “Can I get a kiss?” You shake your head at him, but lean down to touch your lips to his.

“What happened?”

“Well, the usually, and I was handling it just fine, I swear,” He said. His flesh hand tracing small circles along your side as he spoke.

“Until?” You pressed, because clearly something had gone wrong.

“Until the damn statues started waking up and fighting,” You laugh at the grimace on his face.

“You have terrible luck,” You tell him. He nods.

“Except now I’m home, and you’re here to take care of me, right?” Hellboy grins.

“You’re a big baby, Red,” You say, still smiling.

“A big baby that’s in pain,” He sighs dramatically. “Kiss it better?”

“And where does it hurt?” You grin, knowing his game. He was always looking for attention when he came back with bruises. Especially if you hadn’t gone with him to whatever fight he had been at.

“Here,” He says, pointing to his shoulder. You lean down and plant a soft kiss there. “And here,” a spot just to the left of the hollow in his throat. You kiss that spot as well. “And, I’m being honest with you, basically my entire face,” He was grinning though and you shook your head, smiling because you loved him more than enough to play along. 

You lean over to kiss his cheek, then his temple, his forehead and the tip of his nose. He hums in pleasure at the attention you give him as you kiss your way across his face and back down to his mouth. That kiss lasts a bit longer.

“How’s that feel?” You ask.

“Y/N, I swear you’re magic. You sure you ain’t a fairy or something?” Hellboy sighs, readjusting himself so that there’s more room for you with him on the bed. He tries to pull you to lay down with him but you easily avoid it.

“I’m just a normal person, as far as I know,” You remind him. You pull a bottle of water and a bottle of pain meds from your kit and hand them to Hellboy, who takes a handful of pills in one swallow.

“You should stay a while,” He says, handing back the pill bottle. The water bottle ended up somewhere in the bed with him.

“Sorry, Red, I’ve got a meeting to go to. I can’t play nurse all morning. Besides, you need some sleep.” You tell him, even though there was nothing in the world you’d rather do that lay down and sleep beside him. You had been worried about your big red boyfriend for the last several days, and you would have loved to stay there to make sure he was really good, but work called.

“Come on. Play hooky with me,” He said. “I’m probably supposed to be at the meeting too,”

“More reason I need to go,” You say. “I can fill you in later.”

“But I’m in pain, I might need more medicine from you,” He tries.

“I’ll make deal with you, Hellboy,” You say.

“And what’s that, Y/N?” 

“I’ll go to this meeting, you rest, and I’ll bring you lunch when I’m done. Then I’m yours for the rest of the day.”

“That sounds pretty tempting,” He yawned then. “And I could use a nap,”

“I promise to come back soon to give you more, medicine,” You tell him, a hint of something else in your voice. “A full dose if you’re feeling up to it,”

“Oh, I’ll be up to it,” Hellboy grinned up at you and you wink at him.

“It’s a deal then, just rest for now,” You stand and lean over to kiss his forehead again. “I’ll be back soon. Anything else before I go?”

“Got my aspirin, got my bed, all I need is one more kiss and I’m golden,” He looks up at you with that big dumb grin you can’t deny.

“Last one until lunchtime,” You laugh once before leaning down to kiss him. You didn’t even mind that he held the kiss as long as possible just to keep you there a few seconds more.

[imtherain]

Baby Azalea Nonsense

Heyo!

So this is technically Helldad nonsense too, but I was more focused on the baby Azalea stuff I guess? I almost gave Aza’s mom a name, but stuck with Y/N for now. Maybe one day they’ll get their own story, but until then, enjoy some random fluff! 

Several people (anons mostly I think, forgive me if you requested this with a name, but I couldn’t find any) requested more Aza, so here she is. I probably should have described her more but there’s always next time.

Anywho

Baby Azalea Nonsense

Warnings: lack of pancakes, potentially lost child? that sounds WAY more serious than this is tho....it’s fluff. Rando idea I’ve had floating around in my head.

Everyone was used to baby Azalea showing up at random places. She was small enough to go undetected until the last possible moment, strong enough she could open any unlocked door she came across, and precocious enough that she snuck away from her parents on a pretty regular basis. It also wasn’t uncommon for a call to come across the radios or across the PA system asking for a location on the little one. The BPRD took the “it takes a village” ideology to a whole other level.

“Have you seen my daughter?” Y/N asked, coming into one of the offices. The people inside looked up, glanced under their desks or behind their stuff and shook their heads at her. Y/N just sighed and moved to the next office.

“Hey, Y/N!” Alice said, spotting her friend. “How’s it going?”

“I’m a terrible mother, you know that?” Y/N sighed. “I lost my daughter again and I have a meeting in like ten minutes. I was hoping to put her down for a nap,”

“I saw her following Daimio around earlier, have you checked with him?” Alice offered. Y/N shook her head.

“I don’t know why I didn’t check with him first… I swear he always ends up with her.”

“Unless she convinced Abe to let her jump in his tank again.” Alice said.

“I did check there already, but Abe hadn’t seen her today. I’ll go find Ben.” Y/N said. “Hopefully he has her and I can make my meeting.”

“He should be in the training room,” Alice said waving as Y/N turned around to head to the training area.

“Hey Ben?” Y/N called as soon as she cleared the door.

“No, I don’t have her,” Daimio’s voice called back before Y/N even made it to where he was stretching.

“Damnit, any ideas and where she’s hiding?” Y/N paused, watching him stretch.

“She was telling me about how she wanted to find a screw driver so she could get into the vents this morning.” Daimio said.

“Oh, please god, no.” Y/N’s voice was pure terror. It was bad enough she lost her daughter in the hallways. It would be game over if the little girl got into the vents.

“Don’t worry, our vents don’t work like that.” Daimio almost smiled at the look of terror still lingering on Y/N’s face.

“Thank god for small miracles then,” Y/N rubbed her face. “I’m going to be late to my meeting for sure.”

“Just got to the meeting, she’s probably asleep somewhere. She was yawning when I left her in the library.”

“Thank you, Ben,” Y/N said. “If you do happen to see her, send her home please.”

“Will do, Y/N.” Daimio went back to stretching and Y/N headed back out into the halls to go to her meeting.

 In the meeting room:

“Hellboy, why is Azalea on your shoulder?” Professor Broom asked when Hellboy walked into the room. Hellboy was also oddly early for the meeting. Hellboy just shrugged, Azalea moving up and down with the motion.

“She likes to be tall,” He told his father.

“I’m tall!” Azalea agreed, arms in the air. Hellboy took a seat at the far end of the table as Broom rolled his eyes at his son.

Hellboy propped his feet on the table and Azalea crawled into his lap, sitting so that she could try to chew on his stone fingers. Hellboy tried to tickle her with his other hand to distract her, but it didn’t do much. As the other agents began to filter in for the meeting, Azalea calmed some because she wanted to see who was all there because she loved all the agents.

“Hey there’s Bite Size,” Alice said, coming into the room. “Your mom was looking for you before.”

“Oh no!” Azalea cried, attempting to burrow into Hellboy’s coat.

“What’d you do?” Hellboy asked her, pulling her out by the back of her shirt.

“I didn’t do anything,” She pouted. “Probably.”

“I don’t think you were in trouble,” Alice ruffled Azalea’s baby fro, making it stand up even more than it already had been. Alice pulled out her phone and texted Y/N that she’d found the baby.

“Is Mom coming to this meeting too?” Azalea asked, looking up at her dad. Hellboy shrugged.

“What’s the list say, Grandpa?” Hellboy asked with a cheeky grin at his own dad. Professor Broom rolled his eyes.

“Yes, looks like Y/N is supposed to be here, but if she’s off looking for Azalea still, who knows if she’ll show up.” Broom said. Hellboy nodded.

“Maybe we should send the little one to go find her mother,” Hellboy teased his daughter. “What do you think, Little Monster?” Azalea bared her teeth at her father, growling like a beast.

“I think that’s a no,” Alice laughed. Right about then is when Y/N came in through the door and groaned loudly.

“There you are, Aza,” She said. “Where have you been?”

“I’ve had her for about an hour,” Hellboy said. She goes over to him and kisses the side of his head. “I’m guessing I should have told you that before.”

“At this point, I’m just happy I know where she is.” Azalea’s redish face was redder as she looks up at her mother.

“Mom, can I have a screwdriver?” She asks. Y/N could have laughed as she reaches out for her daughter. Azalea happily went into her mother’s arms because it was clear mom wasn’t mad.

“And why do you want a screwdriver?” Y/N asks knowingly.

“No reason,” Azalea said, laying her head on her mother’s shoulder.

“Can we start this meeting now please?” Broom said, clearly annoyed.

“I don’t know what’s stopping you,” Hellboy said. “We’ve been waiting on you, Grandpa.” Y/N took the seat next to Hellboy, balancing Azalea in her lap. Y/N rocked the chair back and forth as she watched Broom attempt to stare down his son, who was staring right back, completely unaffected.

Azalea yawns loudly and Y/N begins rubbing her back. This was exactly why Y/N had been looking for her daughter, Azalea always got tired this time of day. While it was usually pretty harmless for the little one to fall asleep somewhere random, Y/N always worried one day Azalea would get herself in trouble, or end up going on an adventure she didn’t mean to go on because she closed her eyes in the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Whenever you’re ready, Professor,” Alice smiles across the table. The other agents stifle reactions as best they could. Many of them finding it hilarious when the family was all in one room because if it wasn’t Hellboy causing trouble, it was Azalea, or it was poor Y/N trying to keep the peace.

“Thank you, Alice,” Professor Broom said in that I don’t need your permission voice he tended to don in such situations.

Azalea was out like a light on her mother as Broom discusses the upcoming jobs that were available. Y/N had given up trying to take notes herself, and made Hellboy take some for her, which he hated, because it usually entails Y/N smacking him with her free hand when she wants him to write something down.

Forty-five minutes later the meeting was drawing to a close, Azalea suddenly jerks awake, eyes wild. Y/N pats her back and shushes her gently.

“It’s ok, baby girl, I’ve got you.” Y/N murmurs.

“Who’s going to Kentucky?” Azalea whispers back. Y/N raises her eyebrow. No one had mentioned Kentucky at all.

“No one, sweetheart, why?”

“There’s something bad there,” Azalea says, burrowing her head back into her mother’s shoulder.

“She’s not psychic, is she?” Alice asks around Hellboy. Hellboy watches Y/N rubbing Azalea’s back, mutual concern crosses the air between their eyes.

“Not that we know of,” He says. “Why, someone whispering something in your ear too?”

“Not specifically,” Alice says. “But I’ll keep an ear out.”

“It was probably just a dream,” Y/N says hopefully. “Just because she’s half, half-demon, doesn’t mean she’s going to have so many things,”

“But it means she might,” Alice says, wiggling her eyebrows. “It would be cool if she was psychic though. We could bond more.”

“I wonder if something is going down in Kentucky,” Hellboy muses. “Should I make some calls?”

“If you want to, but for now, I’m going to go home for a while. Maybe take a nap myself,” Y/N says.

“Want me to come with?” Hellboy asks, a glint in his eyes.

“If you want, but I’m sleeping.” Y/N stands with Azalea in her arms. Azalea nuzzles into her mother some more, falling back asleep easily.

“I’m ok with that too,” Hellboy grins.

“God you two are gross,” Alice groans.

“What do you know, kid?” Hellboy rubs her head affectionately. “This is what love looks like,”

“I know…” Alice grins. “It’s disgusting,”

pst if you wanna read my other HellDad fic it’s right here

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Pamcakes (Chubby GF)

Heyo, so my last one shot got a tiny bit of attention so I’m feeling like the internet loves me, so I’m gonna spend the rest of my night writing more Hellboy one shots. 

This one is because pancakes man, but also the whole chubby girlfriend idea I’ve seen in other imagines/fics. As a chubby girl myself, I can RELATE hardcore to the whole “no one will love me forever because I’m fat” feels even though 89% of the time I’m also like “fuck you, being fat isn’t a crime” about it. So, yeah, that’s the idea behind this anyway. Hope you like it!

Pamcakes (Chubby GF)

Warnings: Pancakes (jk no warnings other than some angst I guess)

“Morning, Y/N,” Hellboy smiles at you as he joins you at breakfast in the mess hall. He’s got three big plates of pancakes, somehow balanced in such a way as not to fall as he sits across from you at one of the square tables. “It’s pamcake day, where are your pamcakes?” He asks.

“I decided to skip them today,” You tell him. You had been feeling huge lately, and some of the other agents had been making side comments about your size. Most of the time you were able to just ignored it, but, like today, you thought maybe they were right. You could lose a little weight.

“Why? You love pamcakes,” Hellboy asks as he begins to dig into his first plate. You poke at your plate of scrambled eggs, not really wanting to admit that his pancakes smelled like heaven and you really, really wanted some. Even if just to prove you weren’t unhappy in your own body, because honestly, most days you were pleased as punch to be exactly as you were. Most days, being the key words there.

“No, HB, you love pamcakes, I just rather enjoy them.” You tease him, trying to deflect his inquiry. He narrowed his eyes at you, not buying it.

“Want a bite of mine?” He offers you his full second plate. You shook your head.

“No, I’m good. I’m just gonna stick to my eggs,” You took a bite for good measure. It hadn’t been that hard when you had started out, but you really didn’t like eggs and with pancakes nearby you were beginning to realize you were an idiot. You didn’t want to lose weight, and losing weight certainly wasn’t about to make you happy.

“I don’t buy it, what happened?” Hellboy asked, leaning back to study you. You adjust yourself in your seat, hoping to look unaffected by his gaze, but as always, he saw right through you. “Someone said something to you again, didn’t they?” You sigh and nod.

“I promise I don’t listen, but it got me thinking, I’d die if I was ever out in the field and the shit hit the fan, you know? Like I can’t even run away if something’s chasing me,” You sigh. “Which is probably why it’s a good thing I’m never out in the field.”

“You’ve been begging to go out in the field for a year, Y/N,” Hellboy said. “And yet, you’re the only one that keeps saying you’re not ready. I would have taken you to Germany with us last time, but you said you had too much stuff to do here,”

“I know,” You agree. “I just feel like a failure because I’m not some skinny, lithe thing, like the other female agents. One of these days you’re gonna wise up and leave me for one of them,” Hellboy laughed out loud at that.

“And why do you think that, I wonder?”

“Cuz I would. Plus look at me, moping about like a fucking teenager,” You put your head down on the table for effect. You hated when you got in a mood like this, but sometimes it was impossible to avoid. One therapist said it was because you didn’t allow a healthy process to run through your emotions and you had no reason to believe she was wrong. But you also had no idea what to do with that information.

“Good think I ain’t you then, huh?” Hellboy reached over and ruffled your hair, which normally made you mad. This time you only half-heartedly tried to shrug him off. “Oh come on, I was teasing,”

“I know,” You groan.

“So who do you think I’d be leaving you for?” Hellboy asks. You sit back up and frown.

“Agent Johannsson comes to mind,” You say. Agent Johannsson was a blond bombshell type that had way more military training that she let on and a laugh that made all the male agents fawn over her. Hellboy laughs at you.

“I’m not convinced Agent Johannsson didn’t make a deal for that much attention,” He finished his first plate of pancakes and was starting on the second now. You nod.

“I know I’m being stupid,” You tell him.

“Yeah?” He was still smiling at you. “Wanna know what I think?”

“Sure,” You say, wondering if he was going to call you an idiot, which is probably what you deserved at that point. You knew you had no reason to believe he didn’t love you anymore. No reasons to think he’d actually leave you for Agent Johannsson or anyone else at the BPRD. But you couldn’t seem to get it out of your head.

“I think you’re the prettiest thing that’s ever had the misfortune of crossing my path,” He grins when you snort at his phrasing.

“Oh please,”

“It’s no secret I have a soft spot for beautiful women, and let me tell you, there ain’t a thing I wouldn’t do for you,” Hellboy grins as you roll your eyes at him. But he was certainly getting to you.

“Even though I’m a fat fuck?” You try to deflect one more time.

“You ain’t a fat fuck,” He shakes his head. “And so what if you’re a big girl? I happen to like you just the way you are, all soft edges and curves for days.” He makes a sound of pleasure that brings a slight blush to your ears. “There ain’t nothing about you I’d change.”

“I weigh almost as much as you, you know,” You say.

“Well, I weigh like 600 pounds, so I doubt that,” Hellboy says.

“No you don’t,” You disagree. You had seen his file, so you knew he was lying.

“And you don’t either, I’ve picked you up before, remember. How’s this, next time someone gives you a hard time about your size, you send them straight to me? I’ll set em straight.”

“Even if it’s me?” You ask. He laughs.

“Especially if it’s you,” He reaches across the table again, takes your chin in his hand and brushes your bottom lip with his thumb. “No more moping, or I’ll have to lock you in my room until you’ve changed your mind.” You giggle a little at that, knowing he means to lock himself in with you.

“Thanks, Red,” You say, your heart feeling a little better. You knew it was dumb, but hearing it always helped.

“Anytime, doll,” He sits back and begins eating his pancakes again. “So do you really not want a bite of these?” You thought for a moment before nodding.

“I would love a bite,” Hellboy grins at you and holds out his fork for you, a big chunk of pancake stuck on the end of it, dripping syrup. You eat it in one bite and hand his fork back to him.

After he sets his fork down, Hellboy stands so he can reach across the table to kiss you.

He tastes just like the maple syrup.

“Love you, Y/N,” You smiled at him as he sat back down.

“Love you too, Red,”

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Hey so, artist friends

I was wondering, since people seemed to really enjoy my Helldad/Baby Azalea nonsense, would anyone be interested in drawing Baby Azalea? Like no pressure but it would surely make me die of excitement if someone drew her. And feel free to take whatever liberties you want etc but if you're bored and want to murder a writer today... 😘

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