&//. HELLBOY.

     HELLBOY 

“ i’ve had it with all this ‘beast-of-the-apocalypse’ crap! ”

yes, that’s actually his name

former paranormal investigator

half-demon, half-human raised by a human.

supposed to bring about the end of the world, but he didn’t. take that, destiny!

seems pretty intimidating but honestly a chill dude most of the time

has seen just about everything, very little fazes him

loves pancakes & tea

baba yaga took his left eye

his dad also took his right hand & replaced it with a massive stone one

probably looks worse for the wear on account of, uh, being dead

he deserves A Vacation

VARIOUS QUESTION STARTERS // accepting!

↪ @daxned​ asked:   ❛ are you here to kill me?'  

       he wished he could get used to that question. sometimes the answer was, unfortunately, yes - but the fact that a kid asked it without prompting or reason ( as far as he could see ) tugged at his heart. ( rather, where his heart would be, if it weren’t torn out of his chest. ) hellboy just looked down at the girl, idly wondering what she’d gone through to ask something like that. maybe he just really was that scary looking. 

VARIOUS QUESTION STARTERS // accepting!

↪ @hcneycrxsp​ asked:   ❛ did it hurt? ❜

       he remembered the baba yaga taking his eye all too clearly; she hadn’t been merciful, nor had he expected her to be. the scar still felt fresh, and sometimes he still felt the phantom pain from the empty socket. but he didn’t want to traumatize the kid with the truth - nor how the witch had clawed it from his skull - so he just shrugged slightly. “ a little bit. i was real tired, though and wanted a nap more than i wanted to focus on it hurting. ” the second part was true, at least. 

@deniedcrown​

      ♪ ❝ –And that’s how I met a fiery alien god-thing! ❞ the woman now concludes her story, offering a nod as she crosses her arms thoughtfully for a moment now with eyes closed. 

     It hadn’t been her intention to fully divulge into the story and potentially talk this guy’s ear off, but… Well… He asked! Sort of. Not only that, but he genuinely seemed to listen to every word Felicia said, which further egged her on to tell the full story. At first, the feline hadn’t been sure if he even wanted to accompany her in this party (especially since he had seemed very thrown off by her suggestion), but now she’s sure that he’s good company to keep!

      ❝ So seeing guys covered in fire isn’t really such a new thing. Plus, you’re a lot nicer than he was, anyway. ❞

       “ another thing we have in common, huh? “ hellboy didn’t mind her stories - rather, he enjoyed them. it was a far cry nicer than the silence of the ruins of pandemonium, plus he rarely met people who’s lives were so eventful as his own. and, truth be told, listening to felicia was making it easier to avoid focusing too much on himself for the time being. ( or at least, certain very visible aspects of himself. ) even if his face and tone of voice was difficult to read at the moment, his tail moved slowly side-to-side in a content manner.

LIVED   WITH   HUMANS   ?  His eyes widen visibly at that confession, and it seems all the stranger that this one hasn’t already addressed him by name or title. 

❝ IN ALL MY YEARS, I HAVE NOT ONCE HAD THE PLEASURE OF ANOTHER DEVIL WHO SHARES IN MY VALUES, ❞ Sparda replies, bowing his own head with respect. ❝ PERHAPS THAT MAY ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, DEMON… TWO THOUSAND YEARS, AND NOT ANOTHER WHO WALKED THE HUMAN WORLD WITHOUT THE DESIRE OF WHETTING THEIR CLAWS WITH HUMAN FLESH. ❞ 

❝ I WOULD KNOW YOUR NAME, IF YOU WOULD DO ME THE HONOR. AND PERHAPS… SOMEDAY, YOUR TALE. TO KNOW THAT THERE WERE OTHERS, ALL THIS TIME… ❞ 

       hellboy smiled faintly as the other nodded his head - despite being called a devil and a demon. it was one of the rare few times that it was spoken neutrally instead of with a negative connotation. “ looking pretty good for someone a couple millennia old...and here i am feeling the age from almost being a hundred. “ he gave a quiet laugh, though with his current form it came out even more gravelly and deep than normal.

        “ i haven’t heard of many like us, either. ” there were one or two exceptions - or some that tried to keep to themselves, but...usually, just living meant that they would inevitably harm someone. maybe that was the nature of his demonic heritage - as that truth had applied to him, too. “ it was kinda my job to keep monsters from hurting humans...back when i was alive, anyway. put me up against a few other demons in my day.” 

“ you are so ready to believe all the bad things said about you...why can’t you believe what she believed? ... she believed you were worth saving. ”

ADMITTEDLY,  IT  ISN’T  JUST a need for information that has him approaching this stranger. He passes no judgement; even a demon must needs prove themselves unworthy of trust before he’ll come to dislike them, and the fact that he walks among the humans with little visible inclination for bloodlust is a promising sign.

Sparda listens, pupilless gaze drifting to the castle when it’s pointed out, dipping his head in a nod that freezes at the last statement.  ❝ A LAND THAT NEITHER BELONGS TO HUMAN NOR DEMON, ❞ he muses, ❝ NEITHER LIVING NOR DEAD. ❞

There’s a pause as he debates whether or not to ask his next question. Tail sways at his ankles.  ❝ FORGIVE ME THIS FORTHRIGHTNESS. YOU KNOW NO FEAR AT MY PRESENCE… AND YET I SEE NO LOATHING IN YOUR EYES. A DEVIL AMBIVALENT TO THE NAME OF SPARDA… ‘TIS A RARE SIGHT, INDEED. ❞

       he nodded at the succinct, formal description of spirale. “ it’s kinda comforting to think of it that way, yeah. ” instead of it being some massive science experiment or toy for some high power he couldn’t even think of.

       hellboy gave a small shrug at the other’s observations about him- they weren’t inaccurate, he supposed, but he wasn’t sure who ‘sparda’ was supposed to be, either. ( it felt rude somehow to admit as much, though. ) “ ...demon politics and general opinion don’t really interest me. i lived with humans my whole life so i’m out of the loop, anyway. as long as you don’t go around hurting people, who or what you are isn’t really my business. ” he admitted, tilting his head a bit in curiosity - despite his promise of indifference.