#Helluva IMP

[transgwender616]

Something about Helluva Boss that just occurred to me.

Stolas is now the receptionist. Millie's pregnancy means she might have to take a break from I.M.P and Sallie May might fill in for her.

The idea of Sallie and Stolas interacting feels weird but I'd like to see it.

[disguised-duolingobird]

GUYS I KNEW I SEEN THAT MAN (THE ONE NEXT TO THE TV) AND I REWATCHED MASTERMIND AND THAT IS AN EXACT FUCKING MATCH YALL.

[concept-sketch]

Loona: I sleep with a Knife under my pillow.

Blitzo: I sleep with a gun under mine.

Moxxie: You two are pathetic.

Loona: Oh, yeah? What do you sleep with?

Moxxie: Millie.

[j00d]

"Am I cute?" - Blitzø I imagine Stolas bought this hoodie for Blitzø, who is so enthralled by it that this is all he can say when he finally turns around with it on. (Also, I just wanted to see my boy happyyyyy ;-;)

[willfox88]

Attention!!!

Willry but....Stolitz!!-

[toonsforkicks22]

My headcanon that Stella’s favorite hobby is “people watching” bc the Hellaverse team didn’t give her much.

“They’re lower class sh*t yet I’d trade my life for theirs in a f*cking heartbeat…”

The ass writing + all attention on Stolas w/ his “side imp”, I’m not buying the “always been evil” BS about Stella. She has it bad as Octavia.

[anthurak]

Something in the Helluva Boss fandom that I’ve been finding more and more… silly, is people assuming that D.H.O.R.K.S. are going to be some major threat and in general making a big deal about ‘Humanity finding out about Hell’ ever since Truth Seekers. Because I feel like all those takes are kinda making one BIG assumption:

The assumption that humanity actually stands a chance against the forces of Hell.

I realize much of this is probably due to the last twenty some-odd years of ‘America Humanity, Fuck Yeah!’ stories with humans beating back hordes of demons/aliens/zombies/etc. with grit, moxie and big guns leading some people to assume that the forces of America Humanity MUST be able to pose some major threat to Hell now that they KNOW that Hell exists.

But let’s take a step back and actually consider the track record we’ve seen of the ‘elite’ of humanity against the forces of Hell:

In their first encounter with the forces of Hell, D.H.O.R.K.S. had an entire facility SLAUGHTERED by three imps and a hellhound.

Then in their second appearance, with over a year of preparation and research and the full support and funding of the American government (they weren’t even hiding that one XD) to create THE most advanced and capable anti-demon weaponry human science can devise, which also ended up being wielded by actual ANGELS, just how well did this might of humanity perform?

It got trashed by TWO imps and a hellhound.

Seriously, outside of the one time when they got briefly blindsided by a redneck family thanks to like some inexperience and Moxxie fucking up, I.M.P. have been utterly wasting any humans in their way.

And let’s not forget that the ‘imps and a hellhound’ bit. Sure, Blitzo, Moxxie and Millie have shown themselves to be fairly capable fighters by Hell’s standards, but they aren’t exactly truly exceptional standouts. Plus they’re still, you know, imps. They’re kind of the definition of an ‘everyman’ in Hell.

And ‘the most bleeding edge military advancements’, wielded by angels might you, couldn’t even beat that.

So yeah, I’d say that even if they don’t realize it yet, humanity in the Hellaverse is massively, terrifyingly, HILARIOUSLY outmatched against the forces of Hell.

As in, if the D.H.O.R.K.S. ever manage to get that portal of theirs big enough to send an actual army into Hell, then I think it’s safe to assume that army is going to immediately fucking DIE. Like they portal into Wrath and just get casually ripped to pieces by Millie’s family and their farmhands.  

And that’s if they get lucky and don’t manage to annoy any Goetia or one of the Sins.

All in all, I’m pretty confident that D.H.O.R.K.S. plus the cherubs are going to remain firmly in the position of ‘comic-relief villains’. With any actual threat they bring to our heroes being some indirect result of their actions, rather than anything D.H.O.R.K.S. actually does. Such as the fallout of their shenanigans getting I.M.P. in trouble with the higher-up of Hell. Or the messes they’ve caused being used as ammo by Stella and Andrealphus to smear and discredit Stolas.

And personally, I just think that’s more fun and fitting, you know?

Like after a couple decades of those aforementioned ‘America Humanity, Fuck Yeah!’ stories, I think it’s rather refreshing that in a show set in Hell all about demons, we’d see that trope flipped back to humanity not actually standing a fucking chance whatsoever against the denizens of hell.

[dewdropdinosaur]

The Whole Being Dead Thing

LUCIFER X READER (PLATONIC) Summary: Lucifer is your father and to say you have been distant the past 7 years would be an understatement. Being the sarcastic owner of a murder business doesn't exactly make the family reunion even more enjoyable. Warnings: Some cuss words and a gun --> Reader is similar to Blitz from Helluva Boss. Rating: PG-13 Can't remember who requested this but here you go!

In the bustling streets of Pentagram City, where sin and redemption intertwined in a chaotic dance, there lurked a figure shrouded in darkness. Y/N, the eldest daughter of Lucifer Morningstar, once roamed. Born into a lineage of darkness and power, she was destined for greatness—or so it seemed.The disappearance of her mother, Lilith, shattered the fragile bonds that tied Y/N to her family. Amidst the turmoil and whispers of betrayal, she made a choice that would alter her destiny forever. With a heart heavy with unresolved pain, Y/N turned her back on her kin and vanished into the shadows, leaving behind her legacy and her birthright.

Long had it been since Y/N departed from the opulent corridors of her father's domain. With her heart heavy and her resolve unyielding, Y/N ventured into the abyss of uncertainty, carving her path through the crimson-lit alleyways of Pentagram City.

In the shadows, she found her solace, her purpose. She became a legend whispered in hushed tones—a silent specter weaving through the fabric of the city, a master of the art of assassination. With meticulous precision and deadly grace, she built her empire, brick by blood-soaked brick, until her name became synonymous with fear itself. Starting her own business built on assassination both inside Hell and up on Earth, Y/N essentially ruled the criminal underworld of Hell. Her own kingdom, not given to her by birthright, but by hard work and a penchant for blowing shit up. 

Years passed, and Lucifer, the fallen angel turned proprietor of the infamous Hazbin Hotel, watched over his kingdom with a heavy heart. The absence of his daughter weighed upon him like an anchor, a constant reminder of the rift that had torn their family asunder. After the disappearance of his eldest, Lucifer then distanced himself from his youngest; believing himself the one to blame for everything leaving.  He missed his daughter, though he would never admit it openly. The pain of her absence lingered like a wound that refused to heal, a constant reminder of his failure as a father.

 However, as time wore on and Hazbin Hotel grew - Lucifer reintroduced himself into Charlie’s life and they became reconnected and virtually inseparable. Charlie, being the optimistic being that she was, decided that if one family reunion was going so well, another should follow. Drafting out a letter to her older sister in bright pink ink, the note was mailed and received. 

After weeks of debate, Y/N finally relented. Maybe seeing Charlie after all would be nice, just the two of them. Putting on her normal outfit: white tank top, black leather jacket, and black jeans along with combat boots; Y/N marched to the hotel. Knocking on the door, Y/N straightened her top. However, what greeted her was not her energetic sister but instead Lucifer, who stood with wide eyes. 

Time seemed to stand still as father and daughter locked eyes, a thousand unspoken words hanging heavy in the air between them. For a moment, the world faded away, leaving only the echo of their shared past and the weight of their estrangement.

Charlie, the ever-optimistic princess of Hell, stood beside Lucifer, her gaze shifting between the two with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Sensing the tension thickening in the air, she stepped forward, a beacon of warmth amidst the shadows.

"Y/N," Charlie finally spoke, voice high pitched as she reached to embrace her sister. "It's been too long."

Y/N's expression remained impassive, her mask of stoicism betraying no hint of the emotions that roiled within her. She nodded, acknowledging her words with a silent understanding.

Y/N's gaze was steely, her demeanor guarded as she faced the father she had long forsaken. The awkwardness between them was palpable, a tangible barrier separating them even as they stood mere feet apart.

"Y/N," Lucifer finally spoke, his voice a mix of longing and regret, "it's been... too long."

A flicker of emotion crossed Y/N's face—a fleeting vulnerability that was quickly masked behind a facade of indifference. “Hi, dad.” 

Lucifer shifted uncomfortably, sensing the palpable tension hanging in the air. "How have you been?"

Y/N's lips twisted into a bitter smirk. "Oh, you know, same old, same old. Just running a famous murder stick in the depths of Hell. How about you?"

Lucifer winced at the reminder of his daughter's chosen path, a pang of ick gnawing at his insides. "I've been... managing," he replied evasively, unable to meet her gaze.

“So after 7 years that is all you have to say to me? 'How have you been'?” 

“Well, I--is that a gun!?"

Sighing and tapping the glock strapped to her thigh, Y/N spoke “Yes, dad. it's a gun. Sheesh, for sin incarnate you really are such a downer. Get it? Downer, cause like you go down on people...oh whatever.

Charlie, you got a bartender in this place right? Cause I am gonna need a shitty drink if y'all are gonna be a tough crowd."

Charlie, sensing the awkwardness and unable to get sex jokes thickening, attempted to lighten the mood. "Well, uh, why don't we sit down and catch up? I'm sure there's plenty to talk about and yeah…we have a bartender.!"

Y/N's laugh was hollow, devoid of mirth, completely avoiding her father in favor for his sister. "Sure, why not? I've always wanted to hear about the latest happenings in the Hotel for lost souls. So tell me sis, how’s life been mhmm?” 

The reunion was awkward, fraught with the weight of unresolved grievances and unspoken apologies. Yet, amidst the awkwardness, there lingered a glimmer of hope—a flicker of light amidst the darkness that had shrouded their relationship for so long. Alcohol made Y/N much friendlier anyway.

[lina-suniverse]

Sometimes I think too much, and it gives me so many mental issues! Sometimes I think about Helluva Boss too much, and it gives me even more mental issues!

So you remember the plot twist we all loved? When Stolas becomes a secretary so Loona can finally be let from the fucking basement, I mean her workplace! to complete orders with her adopter —oh, I mean colleagues—she totally wasn't forced to stay with in any way, shape, or form?

So what we know is Loona used to stay in the office when Blitz and MandM were out completing orders,but why would I even complain about it? It's how secretating works! She still has her lovely evenings with her dear family and friends and… Well, she would if Blizo cared about his SUPPOSED daughter enough to even respect her as an employee. Do you remember an owl incident? WEAH, THAT ONE OWL INCIDENT,

and I refuse to fucking believe THAT was a one-time ignorance. She worked with this fuck from the moment she turned 17, he was her fucking boss and her motherfucking carer. So what do we have here? if IMP is Blitzos only income, and blitz like a daddy-dad to Loona, who really cares for her and spends money on her well-being… and the more customers they have, the more money they receive, the better food they have to eat. Sooo A lot of customers = Loona works overtime and can't fucking see the daylight EWER, but Blitz (hopefully) gives her some money. Very few customers = Loona KINDA has an opportunity to see SOME daylight but NEEDS TO STARVE.That's not just a life, that's a dream we all imagine before going to bed at night. The bad thing is, Loona has no opportunity to, the girl hardly ever sleeps.

[qweaenr]

HELLUVA BOSS - Fizzarolli -

"I'm a performer! I sing, I dance, I promote products that I don't actualy use. I don’t do danger!"

[rainboblitz]

Silly little doodle I.M.P

[imp-imp-im-a-simp]

I feel you, my imp

I feel you

[blues-agere-toybox]

Spook did some worksheets about his family while little

[tailsprower207]

He scares easily 🥺🥺🥺

[acewithapaintbrush]

Happy Birthday to the wonderful, amazing, breathtaking @jellybe-gets-creative

I wish you all the best for your special day. Have some cute murder professionals being silly

[rhiandoesfandom]

"I know it's excessive but I don't make the rules, Oh well!"

-Blitz

Is he joking or....he literally owns the business you DO make the rules, Blitz. Or was Moxxie like-we can't have any limitations cause we need all the jobs we can get lol