Hellboy (2004) my beloved.
rewatching the 00s movies always puts me in a good mood.
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Hellboy (2004) my beloved.
rewatching the 00s movies always puts me in a good mood.

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Hellboy (2004) dir. Guillermo del Toro
HELLBOY dir. guillermo del toro
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I decided to do my own list of 30 prompts and Iām going to do a bunch of spooky fan art inspired by Classical Art! Iām determined to finish this challenge š¤ This is Hellboy inspired by āChrist with Sainted Knightsā by J.C. LeyendeckerāØš„š”ļø I am so excited about this piece! We have Hellboy holding his destined crown, Liz with her blue flame, and Abe wielding a sword that is slaying Sammael with a fallen Rasputin at their feet.
Hellboy x reader (who loves cute trinkets) hcās + ficlet <3
(Side note: idk if ālibrarian in the big ass BPRD libraryā is a real position in universe, but it will be today! Also- idk if you can even really call most of this headcanons- but ohhhh weeelll xo)
(Also Iām sorry if I butchered HB and/or the English language, itās past midnight and Iām tired and deliriousā)
⢠Ordinarily, the library was of little interest to Hellboy; he really only went in if he needed to, and the former librarian may as well have been part of the furnishingsā but that was before you.
⢠His mission at the time was a particularly extreme haunting, and to figure out the cause, some sleuthing needed to be done⦠He needed some old occultist texts, well, some copies of some old occultist textsā after all, the real stuff was too ancient and delicate (and cursed) to keep around people.
⢠So, to the library he wentā with a singular purpose, fully intending to get outta there and back on the job asap⦠but something threw him for an unexpected loop: a new librarian. Itās unusual to see fresh faces at the bureau; hell- heās sure your former mustāve worked there going on 30 odd years, so seeing you was a surprise, to say the least.
⢠The first thing that really caught his attention was the state of your desk, seeing as youād completely covered it in.. well, crap, as far as he was concernedā small stuffed animals and hyper-cute figures, trinkets of all kinds, toysā youāve got a couple little... things heās pretty sure are Hello Kitty? Maybe? He didnāt look down on it necessarily, but like... is that allowed?
⢠The second thing that caught his attention was the way you smiled at him; it was instant, easyāyou didnāt hesitate⦠Nor did you hesitate in speaking to him āHello! What can I help you with?ā
⢠After getting what he needed, he found himself compelled to spark up some sort of conversation with you, why? Well, you were newā and certainly⦠intriguingā¦
⢠āSo- what happened to, uh...ā he gestured vaguely around you, and you took a second to work out what he was getting at āOh! Mr. Volkov? He retired, great guy. Iām really happy for him!ā
⢠Well, you certainly have a sunny workplace dispositionā āRight, well- thatās good...ā there was a brief moment of silence between the two of you before he gave you a nod āThanks... āPreciate itā
⢠Over the course of the next few weeks, Big Red finds himself popping into the library more and more frequently. At first, he lies to himself, telling himself heās trying to turn over a new leaf and really apply himself to increasing his knowledge of the paranormal, not wanting to always rely on Abe for itā yada yada blah blah, itās all a racket, thoughā in reality, he just wants excuses to see you.
⢠Youāre just so normal about him, so nice to him⦠That might seem like a low bar, but you have to remember, 95% of the people around him are afraid of him on some level, either treating him like this volatile, ticking time bomb or looking at him like heās a one-man freak show⦠but with you? Itās differentā¦
⢠The small talk you two share soon graduates into actual conversation, dare he say, banter, and he even becomes comfortable enough to joke around with you⦠not in his normal dry, defensive way eitherā
⢠He tells himself that his budding workplace crush on you is nothing more than thatā youāre cute, youāre nice to chat with, youāre... so sweetā¦but thatās it! Unfortunately though, he realizes heās in tremendously deep shit when one day, while laughing at one of his stories, you put your hand on his arm⦠Itās a small gesture; you do it so casually⦠but itās enough to set his pulse racing, and when it happens, he practically has to clench every muscle in his body to keep his tail from wagging too obviously.
⢠Needless to say, this whole kerfuffle has made him very antsyā even more than usual, so, to clear his head, he breaches containment to go on a little unauthorized āpatrolā of the city. While jumping from rooftop to rooftop, he spots something out of place on the block below.. Nestled between a cafe and a bookstore, is a little stand absolutely overflowing with stuffed animalsā itās glaringly pastel against the otherwise dull surroundings, and the sight is nearly enough to give him a migraine, butā¦
Looking up from your work, you see Hellboy striding your way. āHey youā you lilt, flashing him a broad, genuine smile.
āHey,ā he replies, closing the distance between you. He stands in front of your desk, the fingers of his right hand twitching at his side, a lifelong nervous habit you hear before you see, stone scraping faintly āI⦠gotcha somthināā
āā¦You.. did?ā Got you something? Thatās the last thing you expected to hearā and he barely gives you time to process the news before reaching into his coat, pulling out a very obviously bootleg Sanrio plushā youāre fairly certain itās supposed to be My Melody, but the eyes are way too far apart, and her little ears are two completely different sizesā¦
You take it in your hands, looking it overā it really is comical, but you donāt laugh; youāre too busy processing how sweet of a gesture this is⦠You turn your attention back to Hellboy. āI donāt know what to say-ā
He shrugs āSājust a stuffed animal. I know you like all that cutesy crap...ā heās trying to act nonchalant, but itās exceedingly difficult when youāre looking at him like he hung the damn moon over a stupid toyā but then, itās more than that⦠and you both know itā¦
Your lips pull upward into a sly grin, and you hug the plushie to your chest āSooo⦠you realize this means Iām gonna be hoping for a gift every time you go out now, right?ā You tease, batting your eyes exaggeratedly at him.
He scoffs, tail flicking behind him, unable to hold back a smirk. āDonāt count on it...ā
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Authorās Note: Finally writing for my absolute favorite of all time. I apologize if this is short but at least itās something. If you want me to expand on any of these headcanons and turn them into oneshots, my inbox is open for suggestions.
Warnings/tags: 18+ MDNI, fem! reader is implied but no description of reader, very brief mention of pregnancy (nobody is getting pregnant, donāt worry), teretophillia (not sure if it actually applies but Iām tagging just in case), based on movie Abe, brief reference to The Shape of Water because why not?, not beta read
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