#helluva boss reader insert

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" ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.. "

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ : ꜱᴛᴏʟᴀꜱ / ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ : ᴀɴᴏɴ

ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀʏ : ꜱᴍᴜᴛ

ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ : ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ ( ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ɢᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟꜱ )

ᴛʏᴘᴇ : ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 479 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ

ꜱᴛᴏʟᴀꜱ

I could imagine the two of you fucking either because Blitzo loaned you off to Stolas since he was too busy to fulfill his side of the agreement he had with Stolas or the owl requested your presence when he was lonely.

The Goetia swings both ways when it comes to BDM. You could tie him up or vice versa, and he wouldn't mind. The prince is more on the submissive side, allowing you to dominate him to your heart's content.

Stolas makes a lot of lewd sounds, his moans, screams, and begging echo through the room as you pound into him. His legs wrap around your hips tightly. Having him blindfolded while you tease him is one of his favorite kinks.

Especially if you tie him up while he's on his back. You can hear his wings flap in excitement and frustration as you edge him closer and closer to the edge of climax, but you don't let him.

You can feel his feathers rise whenever he's close, and when you finally decide to let him, he lets out the most lewd sound ever. It's almost animalistic, and the only time you've heard a sound like that is from an animal in heat.

Stolas likes it when you pull his feathers. If you were going to soften on him, he would grab your hand and shove it into his chest, making sure that you were gripping the base of the feathers and pulling them hard.

He would even beg for you to leave bite marks, scratches, and hickeys all over him. That's also another one of the Goetia's kinks. When it's time to switch, the prince is very dominant. He loves to ride you, using his long tongue to explore your body and make you his plaything.

The Goetia makes sure to belong your orgasms.

Since the bird doesn't have a cock of his own, he would finger or eat you out. He knows that you would love the way his tongue feels inside of you, so warm, slick and wet. Stolas loves to praise and degrade you, telling you how amazing you were for him. Tell you how naughty you're being.

He is always willing to go another round, especially if you use his toys on him. Putting a vibrator right next to his cloaca while he's blindfolded makes him go crazy. He loves the feeling of not knowing where the vibrations would be placed and when they would happen.

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Stolas would definitely invite you over again. He would never see you as more than a sex buddy or a friend, nothing more. He would make sure to give you the best aftercare of your life ( afterlife. ) Even letting you stay the night if it was your first time with him.

You were a good lay, but the prince was still very much in love with Blitzo. He may consider inviting you both over to ravage him once more.

[sockmeat]

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!

[plushish]

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last updated 3/11/2024 - dividers

[theaspieasp]

Leek

(Crossposted on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1181065996-miscellaneous-helluva-boss-x-reader-shorts-leek)

You are a very busy imp.

Knowing everything about everyone worth knowing about means keeping countless tabs on just about everything that happens in Hell.  It requires having eyes everywhere—thousands of tiny, invisible cameras hidden in just the right spots, and it requires a secure, self-made network that you can be absolutely certain only you have access to.  It requires constant, careful maintenance, double and triple-checking the security of your system, occasionally needing to remotely destroy some of your own hardware and clean up after yourself to remain undetected while saving as much data as you can.  It means keeping up-to-date with every new advancement in technology, and requires always being a step ahead of certain powerful entities.  It requires you to make powerful allies without ever showing them your face.

Sometimes it means going out into the field and gathering information yourself.

Today is one of those days.  According to your sources, someone may know some vital information about one of your more interesting "subjects."  A subject that has so far evaded most of your digital techniques for information gathering.  A subject that is, unfortunately, too dangerous to get too close to yourself.  So you hope you'll be able to persuade this someone who was able to get close to this subject—as well as a few others—and survive to tell you everything they know regarding the subject.

The building is easy enough to find.  It's a dark grey office building with horns in a particularly destitute part of Imp City.  You look up at the building and see the person you wish to talk to through one of the buildings windows.

Briefly, you consider going in and talking to him face-to-face right away, but you quickly shove the thought away.  That would mean showing this man your face.  Something you'd rather not do if you don't have to.

Instead, you discreetly take a photo of him with your hellphone and retreat to a small, quiet café a block away, where you order some coffee and toast and sit down in a booth.

Adjusting your glasses, you begin to tap away at your phone, sending a message to the person you hope will become a new source of information.

Hello.

Wgho dhe fukc id thbis?

You elect to ignore his abhorrent spelling so long as it doesn't interfere with your communication.

You may call me Leek.  I believe we may each have information that would benefit the other.

He doesn't respond at first.  You decide to give him something to bite; you send him a blurry picture of a snakelike imp riding a flaming black hellhorse down a dirt road somewhere in Wrath.

I think you will recognize this man.

So waht?  

This past fall, this man made an attempt on the life of Prince Stolas, and he injured two of your employees in the process.

For another minute, he doesn't respond.  This time however, you do not not need to coax him out with more bait.  When he finally does respond, his tone is more serious, and he drops his misspellings and typos.

How do you know that?  And how did you get this number?

You smile, taking a sip of your coffee.  You almost have him.

I know a lot of things.  Including where this man went after he injured your employees.

Get to the point.

I usually sell the information I gather for money, but in this case, I'm willing to barter.  Information for information.  I know this man spoke to you before he ran.  I want to know what he said to you.

And in return you'll tell me where he went after beating the shit out of us?

Your eyes glint behind your glasses as you respond to him.

I'll tell you EVERYTHING I already know about him.  

Or maybe you'd rather know more about the prince who's been harassing you?

Or maybe you'd rather I let out a few dirty secrets about those celebrities you hate so much?

In any case, I'll happily repay you in any way I can.

[sockmeat]

If I don't see fanfic for this girl 🔫