#hellboy bprd

HELLBOY

Honestly, I’m hopeful that he would? I doubt he sees himself having children, probably not fond of “sleeves” aaaand I like to believe he would crack a lot of jokes about it… maybe educate some of the old fashioned guys about it. Hellboy is what I view as the embodiment of masculinity and gentleness as well as… being perfect, so extremely biased. BUT, the question is: who would perform a vasectomy on the half demon that is Hellboy? That’s probably the only conflict there is.

FLINT

I have no clue! Man! I’m going to have complete bullshit for this. I have no idea how Flint feels towards medical practice, I know he thinks magic sucks, but drinks potions… so alchemy must be okay? He doesn’t want kids, and I don’t want to go through the pain of birthing a minotaur, however I do want kids with him purely by adoption, to which he wants no kids. I think he would need to be THOROUGHLY convinced to go through with the vasectomy since he wouldn’t know what one is. I either think he would view it as no big deal or complain about it a lot since he loves to complain, but this is just speculation

GYUTARO

Yes. Of course he would. Unless he wanted to be toxic and baby trap me, but he knows I wouldn’t leave him for anything xoxo. He has a sister, he knows that he wouldn’t want her to go through a painful pregnancy and he’s wholly aware of the scary consequences that are childbirth and the struggles women go through, he’s seen them all his life.

FAUST

Depends… on how serious we are… together. He’s a doctor, he probably already has one? I don’t see him as the father type, but if anything we would adopt, so.

HARVEY

Also a doctor!!! I think he might be against it at first since if he wanted kids of his own, but since the romanceable guys in stardew valley primarily stay with the player and I’d never divorce him… I see him getting one! Or we would just be celibate.

HODARI

I think he’s done having kids, Najuma, as much as she brings him joy, causes him enough trouble as is. Adoption isn’t a readily available option for us, but I wouldn’t want anything more than Naj, she’s a great kid. I’d say he’s probably done with adding more people to a family? My personal opinion and interpretation, though. He would probably need to be educated on a vasectomy first though and the recovery process. I think he’d get one! He isn’t likely to settle down with anyone but me. I love Hodaddy.

RETH

Yes. Sorry. But yes. Are we kidding? Yes.

STANLEY PINES

…he’s not having anymore kids anytime soon. And unforch for us, Grunkle’s stuff still works. He’s sexy enough to probably already have one or readily agree. And boy he’s glad I asked. Anyways!

ART

… lmao, probably not. He wants a baby. He would definitely convince me into having one. Tbh. Unless he was afraid of his past and nightmares??? Then he would just ask me to use a different method of protection.

ALPHONSE

Oh boy.

Often times a bed was never an option when it came to Hellboy. Rest only came when a mission was done and he was back at the base, even then that lasted a total of 24hrs.

This latest job brought him and his partner (still and odd word to use for him) to the sweet but small home of a Russian old woman. It was a modest little village, filled with trolls.

She had insisted the he should rest up, after such a long trip, interviewing countless villagers about the sightings (man his Russian was rusty) but so far there wasn’t any sightings. You had done your part, being the brains of the operation and the expert on these freaks.

A bed sounded wonderful.

But there was one.

Two people. One bed.

He was going to insist but you had shot him down before the words formed. Settling onto the old mattress and patting a side for him to come and sit at the very least. Boots kicked off and belts removed it was all he could muster for the sake of modesty. You had opted for the same but more for the sake of not freezing to death. Settled and nervous, the sounds of a fireplace and the wind outside were the only music for the two of you.

Hellboy wanted to be vigilant, he offered you a go at sleep while he’d remain awake in case anything decided to show up.

He really hadn’t meant to watch you.

See how your knitted brow settled into peace, the even steady breaths you took, the way your lips parted…

It was a painful need to brush a strand of your hair behind your ear but who was he to do such an intimate act?

It was painful to harbor feelings for somebody he knew he could never obtain…

A shiver ran through you, evident in how you tried to hold yourself for warmth. His fingers fell on your shoulder to stir you awake as gently as he could.

“Hey, kid” Came his soft voice, it could’ve been so easily lost in the fog of your sleepy brain. He watched your eyes struggle but once they opened and the cold couldn’t be ignored, he had to offer. Hellboy lifted his left arm and patted his side with the stone one. “Best space heater in town” He has joked with just the faintest hint of embarrassment in his voice, but you it did little to stop you.

Sliding closer to his side, resting your head on the hard ridge of muscle that was just his body, your sigh was of instant relief. “God damn, Red you aren’t kidding” Warmth, heat, however you wish to call it, naturally surrounded him and by it, you as well. You snuggled, shamelessly you snuggled up like he was an old lover.

It’s not to say the thought hadn’t crossed your mind.

It was a complicated debate in your heart.

If only you know that it was for him as well.

“Freezing to death while waiting for trolls to attack isn’t the obituary I want” You felt the rumble of his laugh, muffled since it was late, against your cheek. “I don’t think anybody wants to go like that, don’t blame you, but you looked like an icicle” You smiled against the scratchy material of his sweater, instinct made your hand rest on his chest, the beating of his heart soothing your.

“Thanks for the assist,” You smiled against him, the gentle hesitation of his hand on your back enough to make you guide it more properly around you. Peaking a glance upwards you saw those usual stress lines relaxed, a lazy smile on his face as he rested but remained vigilant.

“Red?”

“Yeah?”

You chewed up your words, made sure the taste of it was there.

“Can we allow ourselves the luxury of a fifteen minute nap? You and me?” Your words felt small but by the way he held you against him, a delicate placement of his stone hand on top of yours.

“Yeah, I think we can…besides this would be a good way to go, in bed with a beautiful woman” His eyes closed with a smile, felt you vibrate or shiver a chuckle out. “Feelings mutual big guy”

You were blaming France for this particular mood.

And how could you not? Paris was in fact the city of love, no? So what if you were there on B.P.R.D orders to hunt god knows what. Hellboy was with you and the little village like place the two of you had been shacked up in just got the mood flowing.

When the plane had landed here you hadn’t missed the irony of the geographical position you were in. Some do folder intern had voiced it in jest, an American werewolf in Paris. Hellboy being well Hellboy, had quite wittily reminded the young man if he happened to know how that one goes, before shooting him a telling glance. That had been the end of the so called jest.

The monster sightings had been hard to track or simply to lure out, so with Alice and Liz in tow the three of you had opted for a little sight seeing under the guise of getting to know the locals and getting the 4–1-1 on this whole situation. The local shops were quaint and spoke of the little towns history but speaking from shop keeper to shop keeper had proven unyielding. One of the places you had entered had a small row of very dainty and handmade lingerie.

Well, you did have a very handsome half demon waiting for you. There was no sense in not getting something the two of you could enjoy. There was a nice lacy black number, mostly see through, extremely fragile looking, yup this would do.

Evening had fallen when you had returned with the girls, bidding them a goodbye and completely not missing the wink Alice shot you, you set up to get ready.

To say you wouldn’t ravish yourself while wearing this would be a complete and utter lie. The straps that crias crossed around your stomach, the lace underwear it connected with, the flimsy bra holding your breast. There was simply no way this would survive maybe more than three minutes, four minutes tops. You sat on the windowsill admiring how beautiful a sunset looked here, in your contemplations you heard the doorknob move and heavy foot falls.

“Hey babe, any luck wi-“ Hellboy could be rendered speechless with the right moves but a full stop? A full moment to just stand and drag his golden orbs over flesh and straps and lace?

Okay two minutes tops.

“How was your day?” You turned, making quite the show of crossing your legs, making the fabric tighten. Hellboy’s gaze followed your legs and everything he could envision doing bombarded his brain in seconds.

“Fuck my day, my night just got a million times better” He shrugged off his heavy coat and casted it aside, his steps were halted when you shook your finger at him. “Over in the bed please, sit” Oh you were calling shots? Night officially the best. He did just that, letting his heavy frame to sit on the edge of the bed, he took the moment to kick off his boots and socks. You sauntered over towards him and the full view only made him swallow. In front of him, hands on his broad shoulders, you leaned down enough to make sure your breast were close to his eye sight and whispered.

“You wanna see my version of an American werewolf in Paris?” You grinned when Hellboy licked his lips and flesh and stone landed on your hips. “I would like that” He whispered back to you, lust evident in his tone.

You only felt about a third of the way bad for whoever happened to be your neighbor.

But another chunk (a much bigger chunk) did not fucking care.

True to your predictions, your new lingerie clung to your body in broken ribbons. Your breast were out, one of the criss cross straps around your stomach had survived but hole Hellboy had torn on the underwear had them basically useless.

You weren’t helping either, nails dug onto his chest as you rode him with every intention of devouring him (poor choice of words). You felt stone and flesh grip your hips, aiding you in the rhythm of you thrusted down onto him. Hellboy grunted, each slap of skin only urging him forward to claim what was his. “Fuck baby, you look-fucking perfect” He smirked when a particular raise of his hips made your eyes roll back. His size and girth in this position always managed to make you push for him. His flesh hand landed a rather harsh pop to your rear, it made your open your eyes as your mouth hung in desire.

“I just can’t help myself when you look like that” He grunted out the words, raining down a few more smacks to your rear and delighting when the last few made you moan and hiss. Time had broken him out of his concerns of hurting you, even after finding out what you were, he still had his reservations. But you had delighted in showing him just how much you could take when it came to his strength.

Placing your palms more firmly on his chest, feeling the muscles there, you set about riding him to a bruising pace. The bed shook, headboard smacked and you really could care less about whoever your neighbor was. Your mind only wanted two things, the demon below you and his cock.

“Ah fuck!” You felt the way his stone right hand culled your rear as the other gripped an ass check for leverage, he used that to ram you down onto his stiff length over and over until you felt that he was the one controlling your movements. “That’s it baby, that’s it, bounce on it” Hellboy groaned lowly as he used you, and god did you love being used by him. You felt his tail snake across your reddened cheeks, the sensation making your toes curl as that familiar precipice approached. That sneaky tail prodded your other hole, just enough pressure that made you shook with desire. While the two of you had never discuss activities of that nature, you had quickly found out you liked feeling a little something there. It made the release even stronger.

Speaking of which.

It hit you and boy did it hit you. Off guard, off balanced and hard enough to make you stiffen above him with a lengthy longing moan. Hellboy held you, helped you ride that wave to its final shuddering splash. Feeling him keep hold of you, slamming you down onto him with enough force the bed made another protesting sound. Hellboy found his own release just like that, with a low guttural groan that had his hips raised and shooting into you. The five of each rope making your thighs spasm.

You collapsed atop of him, breathing fast and hard much as he was. The force of it had the two of you in slow motion but for now, you cared little for the after.

Right now all you wanted to do was lay above him, tail running down the back of your rear lazily.

Hellboy’s eyes frantically searched out home base.

Today’s mission had gone sideways to put it simply. Multiple agents had been hurt and even killed. The squad had been divided up in 3 teams and currently all he saw what was team 2.

You were on team 1 whilst he had been forced on tema 3. You had waved him off, assuring him you were a big girl who could handle herself.

That had been hours ago and communication had been lost with team 1.

Hellboy stopped any official and asked where you and your team were last reported to be, nobody could give him a straight answer. He was about to throttle so newbie kid with a table and a headset when he heard the sound of a truck.

The black truck made a stop at the make shift base/camp that had been set up in the woods. He rushed, watching as two agents scurried out from the back with another member of theirs missing a leg. The medics quickly took him away, why weren’t you out of the truck? Hellboy swallowed, his gut dropping.

The engine to the truck shut off as the driver got out, also looking worse for wear.

God this couldn’t be happening.

Finally you were out, cuts and scrapes scattered but mostly unscathed.

“Fucking hell” He sighed out, making his way towards you he scooped you up in his arms and planted his lips on yours. He didn’t care if everyone and their mother could see the two of you. Every horrifying scenario had played in his mind and yet here you were, warm and real in his arms and lips equally elated to be against yours.

“I thought I almost lost you” He muttered against your cheek, your arms wrapped around his neck tightly as you shook your head. “No baby, I’m here, I’m alright”