#abe sapien imagines

[scholastic-dragon]

Headcanons for Hellboy and Abe with touch starved s/o?

Yes

Touch Starved S/O

Hellboy ❤️‍🔥

This boy LOVES physical attention and love, so he has no problems with anything

You wanna hold hands walking down the hallway? Done! You put your hand on his thigh during dinner? Absolutely! You wanna snuggle every night and fall asleep in his arms? Hell yes!

His favorite thing to do is fidget and play with your fingers. They're so small and cute to him, and he loves the fact that you want to hold his hand.

He'll understand if you're not into PDA, it'll be a struggle at first, but he wants you happy above all else so he makes it work.

He'll arrange more time for the two of you if that's the case, coming home from missions a little earlier, staying in bed later, whatever. So long as he gets to snuggle you, he's good.

Abe 💦

Not into PDA but adores physical touch.

I feel like his scales are super sensitive and any gentle touch or caress from you will bring this boy to his knees.

Especially around his gills and fins, and the webbing between his fingers.

(his favorite is when you come up to him, give him a firm kiss and run your nails up his sides and across his underarm fins) he looses it everytime.

He doesn't really like beds, so you guys don't snuggle all that often. But if you join him in his tank or at the B.P.R.D community pool you will not leave his arms.

He likes reading to you as well, maybe your sitting cuddled up on one of the library couches and just reading to each other

(Here's a little secret - he wants you to put your hand on his leg during dinners, it makes him feel special)

He's willing to hold hands in the hallways or during a meeting, but will not do anything more than a sweet peck if people are around.

He thinks that's personal between you two and it's none of their business.

[suvidrache]

Hi!! Can i request fluff alphabet to Abe Sapien???

SFW Alphabet - Abraham Sapien

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 1,263 | Read it on AO3

A: Affectionate - How affectionate are they? How do they show it?

He would love to be affectionate. He would hug you close to him. He would let you take the lead in doing things. He isn't sure how to go about this…

B: Best Friend - What would they be like? How did it start?

He would be there to support you through anything. Sometimes, he would give you advice if you want or need it. It would start with you being in the BRPD or winding up in his tank somehow, whether it was intentional or not. Somehow, you came into contact with him, or maybe even just walked by the library.

C: Cuddles - Do they like it? How would they do it?

He loves it and would do it much more often if he could. The time you invited him to sleep in your bed, he was very hesitant at first. He wasn't sure what to do. He had never slept in one before. It was always a tub or his tank. He would lay there and just accept his fate of you cuddling him. He has no complaints and would wrap an arm around you. He's still unsure of the bed.

D: Domestic - Do they want to settle? Cooking, cleaning?

He would love to settle! He may be intelligent, but I don't think he can cook. He would probably leave the stove on too long and get distracted. If that doesn't catch fire, the next thing he cooks would be. He can clean, though. Just tell him how you want it done.

E: Ending - How would they end things if they had to?

He would probably avoid you. He doesn't want to say it and watch the pain in your face as he tells you how he feels. He just hopes and assumes you'll get the hint when security escorts you away from his tank, no longer allowed to join him in it.

F: Fiance - Do they want to marry/when?

Yes, he would love to marry. Whenever you feel it. Sorry, he read your thoughts. It wasn't intentional.

G: Gentle - How gentle are they physically and emotionally?

He is very gentle physically. He doesn't want to hurt you in any way. Emotionally, he is good at being there for others and helping them however they need. He, himself, can not express facial emotions.

H: Hugs

He gives a very gentle hug. Almost as if he were afraid to touch you. He wouldn't go harder unless you asked.

I: I Love You

When you asked how he felt about you, he would stammer, saying he likes you. Friends, you're a very good friend. He would state he loves you very quietly as you walked away. If you heard him, turned around, and asked about it, he would admit what he said and apologize.

J: Jealousy - How jealous are they? What do they do?

He's jealous if he sees or feels you are more friendly and affectionate towards one specific person who isn't him. He can't be out of the water for long periods, so he wouldn't know if you're cheating unless he reads your thoughts, which he isn't going to do. He would avoid you until you confronted him on it.

K: Kisses - What are they like? Where do they kiss?

Not as gentle as his hugs. He kisses your lips and only ever there when you two are alone. Sometimes, he may kiss your head if you're shorter than he is. He wouldn't go elsewhere unless you told him he could. Those would be reserved for special times.

L: Little Ones - How are they around children?

He's okay around children. One moment, they're there, and they take off. He would try to keep up with them. He'd probably cry on his first day of babysitting if he could cry. With water babies, he would thoroughly enjoy babysitting them. They have nowhere to go and no chaos to cause.

M: Mornings - How are mornings with them?

He wakes up early and lays there for a while. If it's early in the morning, he'll sit with his back to you, waiting for you to do something. He's usually up before you.

N: Nights - How are nights with them?

He would be very anxious sleeping in a bed for the first time. Unsure of what to do and how to do it. He would lay there, slightly uncomfortable, but not saying a word. He feels better when you're holding onto him. It relaxes him. Over time, he would get used to it and be able to fall asleep after you do.

O: Open - When would they reveal things? How open are they?

He wouldn't reveal things until you did first. He isn't sure how to state how he feels. Although you may like him back, he's just a very nervous and shy person. After the few problems here and there are gone, he would eventually warm up and be able to express himself better. It all gets better through time.

P: Patience - How easily angered are they?

It's easier to make him flustered than it is to anger him. He is calm, and it would be very interesting to anger him. If ever angered, he would probably hide away and stay in his tank, not expecting you to follow him. When he's calm, he'll pretend as if nothing had happened, just an overreaction. Nevermind… He'll do better next time.

Q: Quizzes - How much do they remember about you?

He remembers every detail about you. If for some reason he forgets, he would put a hand on you to remember what it was he had forgotten.

R: Remember - Favorite moment with you?

The time he taught you to swim, if you didn't know how. If you did know, then just the time you swam in his tank with him.

S: Security - How protective are they of you?

He tries his best. He would protect you from any danger, however, if it happens while he's in his tank. He would constantly think about that time that he failed you. The time that he should have done better, and he didn't. The time when you needed him the most, and he wasn't there for you.

T: Try - How hard do they try with dates, etc?

He tries very hard. He likes to impress you, and he does sometimes worry that you will one day move on or find someone better than him.

U: Ugly - Bad habits of theirs?

Constantly judging himself and comparing himself to others.

V: Vanity - How concerned with their looks are they?

There isn't much to change… However, he is insecure that he is a fish and maybe a land man can treat you better than he could. He often mentally compares himself to your people.

W: Whole - Would they feel incomplete without you?

Yes, he would. You came into his life. Whether friends or more, you live here now. He would miss you dearly and refuse to come out of his tank for months if you died, or you went missing.

X: Xtra - A random headcanon about them?

His children would have the ability to swim in water but be out of the water for longer periods than he can stand. Maybe even be able to survive out of water, unlike him.

Y: Yuck - What are some things they dislike?

People who are rude and people who lie.

Z: ZZZ - A sleep habit of theirs?

He doesn't sleep when he's in his tank, but he does sleep when he's out of it.

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[moltedphoenix]

Reunited| HellboyxGn!Reader

Hellboy x Gn! Reader

They/them pronouns

You get back early from a mission and decide to suprise Hellboy. He is escatic to see you again

NOT PROOFREAD

You have been gone for a few months on a mission and anyone at the BPRD could tell how much it had upset Hellboy. He was unresponsive to most and started leaving more often.

They attempted to fix the situation by hiring another person to keep him under wraps. This man was John Myers. Hellboy didn't mind him but he wasn't you. He hated the idea of someone replacing you.

He didn't have much time to dwell on it before they were sent out to subdue some other threat.

During the ride there Hellboy remained silent." they will be coming back you know" Abe spoke up tilting his head to look at Hellboy who continue to look out the one way window. Hellboy slowly turned his head " Don't get physic with me Fella" Hellboy replied his voice getting snippy." Nothing Physic about it. You're easy"

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Your trip had ended early and you were on your way back to the BPRD a month before you were expected to be back. While in your cab you contact Professor Broom you were on your way back and to not tell anyone. You wanted to suprise Hellboy.

" Guess they're out" you mumble, walking into the BPRD and setting your bags down. You wander around seeing what had changed, not much did. While you were walking back to the main area you heard a small meow. You bent down and looked up a book case. That's where you saw a little kitten. Poor thing looked terrified. You reach under and pulled it out holding it gently in your arms.

" what are you doing out here honey?" You asked petting the kitten who still meowed loudly crawling near your face. " have you guys been fed yet?" You walk down the hall to where you remembered Hellboys room to be.

You open the door and are met with countless hungry felines. You feed them and shower them with love before you hear the main door open.

You hurry out to meet the group returning. You distinctly hear a familiar voice. You move out with open arms and a big smile

" Suprise!" You call out before your smile falters " Jesus H.B what happened" the man was bloodied and battered. Hellboy hardly seems to notice was condition he's in after he saw you.

He stumbles over nearly falling on his way there. It wasn't until you go to him and help hold in up when he's able to steady himself " Y/N! You're back!" Hellboy exclaims a big grin

John leaned over to Abe whispered " Who's that?" He asked.

" Hellboys other 'Nanny' " he responded as John nodded

" Let's go fix you up. You look like a wreck" you continue to hold him upright as you make your way to the infirmary.

" I thought you said you'd survive with me gone" you asked as he lets out a dry laugh " I'm alive ain't I?"

" Hardly, you look like a train wreck, I just got back and you're already stressing my out" you smiled despite your clear worry. He reached over a tilted your head up to face him. Oh those soft golden eyes made you weak. You let out a soft sigh.

" I missed you"

" missed you too"

[clownistyping]

Howdy,this maybe a strange ask but could you do Hellboy and Abe with a reader who is basically a cryptid. Like they only come out at night,not many people are sure they are actually real,have glowing eyes for some unknown reason and they collect skulls because why not. (Also I love your stuff keep up the good work queen)

That's right, I'm alive. It's been….a year? That relationship I restarted? ended, I dropped out of college also. So rn I'm just here and need to get some creativity out.

Thx u for requesting, sorry for the long wait to everybody.

Abe and Hellboy adore you bc they love freaks of nature. Abe doesn't have an actual sleep schedule since he isn't normally sent out on missions so he sleeps when he is tired which isn't often.

Hellboy always imagines you like a pet of sorts for some reason, not in a weird way but in a way of you're my lil squishy.

Hellboy also has a bad sleep schedule so you and him always end up meeting in the lunchroom at 3 am for snacks.

On missions Hellboy will literally seek out skulls for you, he knows seeing you is lucky so he just puts it at your door and hopes you see it before the cleaners do.

They are avid (Y/N) is real believers, other agents try to play you off as some ghost but they will pull out boards of evidence that you exist.

"Maybe (Y/N) is some kind of animal hybrid bc of their eyes?" "Or maybe a robot." "Could you two please stop saying I'm a dog." Cue screaming.

[house-of-slayterr]

@oceansrose2002 I made a Hellboy oc, this is Gideon graves, she’s 15 and she’s Abe Sapiens apprentice. She’s a cuddlefish! Ain’t she a cutie 🥺 she already owns my heart!

[stillnotyourmusebitch]

It's still Wednesday so I'm gonna start doing WIP Wednesday.

So here is a snippet from my Abe Sapien x GN!Reader fic I'm working on

Title: Stars that glow

I was so incredibly happy when my referral for solitary accommodation finally went through. There was something about sharing a room with chronic snorer that does havoc on your sleeping pattern. But now I finally have my own room. I can truly make these quarters into a safe place to unwind after missions. I had my old room belongings packed in under 30 minutes. Not that I ever really unpacked anything. I didn’t want to impose on my roommate whose décor took up more than enough of the room. So, maybe this is why I’m currently balanced haphazardly on my bed trying to get the adhesive to stick one of the multitudes of little plastic stars onto my ceiling. Call it childish but there was something about being in a windowless room that makes going to sleep in the pitch black a little scary. Yes, I’m in my 30s but I know when I finally get all these little bastards to stick and stay where I put them. I know it will be worth it.

[lostgirlfandom]

Miscellaneous Masterlist

I'll add more as I go along.

Riverdale

FP Jones

Mother Dearest

Mother Dearest Part II

Mother Dearest Part III

Mother Dearest Part IV

Hellboy

Hellboy (Both Versions)

Abe Sapien

10th Kingdom

Wolf

Real Elvis

Austin! Elvis

The Labyrinth

Jareth

American Horror Story

Michael Langdon

Reunited

Shameless

Lip

It's a Tuesday

Roman Fingers

Polar

Duncan Vizla

Fun and Games

Breakfast Club

John Bender

[mermaidmundane]

Hey you guys I'm sorry I've literally forgotten this page but I'm back !!!!

[gatsby-system-folks]

You know who should kiss? Abe Sapien and Vision V Vision

[robin-the-enby]

Someone like me

Pairing: Abe Sapien x f!mermaid!reader

Summary: Bored of her normal human life, (Y/N) tried to think of a way to contact the BPRD. However, before she could figure out how to achieve catching the attention of an institution that supposedly didn't even exist, it instead found her.

Warnings: female reader, use of she/her pronouns, maybe ooc characters?, long fic

A/N: A piece for @riyaselfships <3 I am glad to get back to writing for this adorable man though, so thank you so much for requesting! I am so, so sorry it took so long and for all the complications, but it was a fun challenge! It's nice to be back. I sincerely hope you like this!

Footsteps approached the quiet premises of the library. You quickly closed your email on your work computer and directed your attention to the person who just came in. They greeted you in a soft voice as they walked past you and disappeared in the sea of bookshelves.

Once they were out of sight, you quickly turned back to the computer screen and reopened the email you've been reading. Your heart sounded like a giant drum in your chest, the rhythm picking up the pace with each line your eyes scanned over.

You couldn't believe it. After months of sleepless nights and gallons of consumed coffee you finally found the book you were oh so desperately looking for. This one wasn't like the rest of the occult books that were in your collection. While you couldn't deny that they were very interesting, this one wasn't just a copy you happened to find in an antique bookshop. No, this was the original. well, sort of.

The contains of the book were basically rituals, instructions on how to summon great evils into this world. Nobody really knows who wrote it anymore, but it's assumed that the first appearance of this piece was in the form of notes, scribbled onto individual pieces of paper. Until one scribe, who supposedly belonged to a cult of sorts, decided to rewrite the notes into a book. The original cult had been long dissolved and the book kept well hidden.

And now it won't take long and it'd belong to you. You've always been interested in the occult, ever since you found out you weren't human, which was at a very young age. From then on you've been determined to find out just how many secrets this world holds.

But, that hasn't been always easy. Of course not. You started on the internet. Over the years you've joined many fan forums that "spread the truth". Most of it were conspiracies unfortunately. Save for the BPRD. Bureau of paranormal research and defense. An organisation that supposedly didn't exist. And yet, whenever somebody took a mysterious photo that looked a bit too real, you could always see the same man on TV explaining how it was only a hoax. Tom Manning.

Fortunately, you were able to find people who had the same intentions as you. You never told them the complete truth about yourself, always fearing you would take it too far, but it still felt good to be understood on such a level. From these simple connections, you slowly moved on from the digital realm back to the physical one, getting more and more contacts to collectors, who had the good stuff, or so you thought.

Very early on you found out that what you've been able to collect were copies, although old and rare, they still had little real significance. But, you persevered and many years later, you were finally surrounded by people, friends dare you say, although you've never really met any of them, who were able to get you the real good stuff.

Like the book you were just heading out to get from the post office. The original owner of the book did not want to send it right to your address, labeling it as a registered package, so there would be a lesser chance of someone stealing it, he reasoned in the email you read at work.

Once the book was in your hands, you couldn't help but admire the packaging. It was a simple brown cardboard box, nothing that could ever raise suspicion or curiosity. You imagined the book would be bigger though. But the more you thought about it, the more you had to admit it was probably for the best. The whole way to your home you couldn't help but to imagine how you would spend the entire night rearranging your entire collection. So far, you stashed your books on a bookshelve, but now that you had this very important piece and expected many more to come, you would need to secure them more.

There was a box sitting in your bedroom containing some very expensive glass case that you could lock. It would put your collection on display while also keeping it safe. It wasn't much, but it was something.

Lost in your daydreams about a calm and quiet future, you didn't notice your front door was unlocked. Stepping inside your home and taking off your overgarments, you froze. You could hear quiet footsteps and hushed conversation coming from somewhere inside your home. You clutched the book tighter in your hands. It was clear that somebody broke in while you were away and you had to do something about it and fast.

Hoping the intruders haven't noticed you yet, you quietly took off your shoes and grabbed your metal shoehorn in case you needed to defend yourself and slowly made your way to the kitchen, where you could hopefully get a better weapon and call the police.

It would be a blatant lie to say you weren't absolutely terrified. You didn't have anything worthy of being stolen, except for the package in your hand, so who would try to get into your home? But people are capable of all sorts of things when they are desperate. Hopefully you could reason with them without the situation escalating.

Just when you were almost exactly where you wanted to be, you heard a smooth voice say "They're here." You felt fear spike through you, a small gasp leaving your mouth. You quickly slapped your hand over it and prayed to whatever deity there was that you haven't just blown your cover. Did you make a noise? How did they know you were here? This whole situation felt wrong. The sound of a gun being cocked made your knees feel weak, the deep, gruff voice following it, saying "Let's go find that son of a bitch then." did not help either. But just as you lost all hope and prepared to die, your body lurched forward, driven by the need to survive. You sprinted into the kitchen, hearing sets of footsteps seemingly from all sides at once, you threw yourself to the drawers and drew out the biggest knife you could find in your haste.

Quickly turning around, your weapon raised protectively in front of you, you saw a creature standing in the doorway to your kitchen, staring at you with a confused expression and bright yellow eyes. He was HUGE. So huge you wondered how the hell did he even fit through your doorway. His sking was bright red, with longish dark brown hair on his head. The top of his head was bald though, only two stumps adorning the space there. It seemed like at some point, this creature had horns, but got them cut off. His face was framed with sideburns and a short goatee with the same colour as his hair. His eyes, the first thing you noticed about him, were piercing yellow, like a cat's. He was wearing an open trenchcoat, a necklace with a cross dangling from around his neck. His sleeves were rolled up, showing of his powerful arms, one much thicker than the other and seemingly made out of rock rather than flesh.

In his more human looking hand he was holding a strange gun. It seemed to be specifically created for killing non-human creatures. Strapped to the belt of his pants were many other weapons, some of which you weren't familiar with at all.

Before the creature could utter a word, a woman appeared from behind him "Hellboy! Did you find...them...?" her words died on her tongue when she took in your terrified expression. She was a human. Or so it seemed. She had short black hair, with a swept fringe to one side. Around her neck was a black choker with a mathing cross. She was wearing a leather jacket and, like her partner, had weapons strapped to the belt holding up her black pants, although these ones looked relatively normal to what you've seen.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" the woman asked you with suspicion. You tried to swallow the lump in your throat, only to find out your mouth has gone dry. "I could ask you the same..." you rasped out quietly, the hand with the knife trembling. "Don't tell me we're in the wrong place..." Hellboy muttered.

"Don't worry Red, we're not." the same smooth voice you heard in the beggining called out from behind the duo, successfully turning all three of yours attention to him. When his two partners stepped aside so he could walk in, your breath caught in your throat.

His skin was a light shade of blue with loads of different markings in different shades of the colour. He had a black bodysuit concealing most of his body. Around his shoulders and up his neck was a strange contraption which consisted of what looked like tubes and small water tanks. Topped off with big goggles over his eyes and his webbed hands, you realized he must be a merperson.

"We are terribly sorry for scaring you ma'am." he spoke to you with a tilted head and suddenly, as your eyes locked, you realized just how beautiful they were. He radiated serenity and you found yourself calming down, your heartbeat slowing, and lowering your weapon. "We've been sent to this location to retrieve a very special artifact." then he pointed at your package "The book you are holding."

Your grip on the book tightened as a frown stretched on your face "I bought that book, you can't just take it away!" Hellboy scoffed "Do you even know what you're holding lady?" "Yes. In fact, I do. And I've been searching for many years to find something like it." you stated protectively, although your confidence wasn't strong enough for you to say it to his face directly.

"And just what were you planning on doing with that book?" the lady suddenly spoke up. "Nothing...I'm a collector." you mombled, feeling offended by the accusation. "Oh really? Because to me it seems you're just a filthy little liar-" she continued, her tone turning more and more menacing, until her blue partner stopped her "That's enough Liz. She's telling the truth." turning his gaze back to you, he gently told you "If you hand over the book, there will be no repercussions, I can assure you."

You thought about it for a moment. Taking a deep breath, you dared to look in his enchanting eyes and spoke "Where the book goes, I follow." you decided. While it seemed to not make much impact on him, Hellboy and Liz seemed flabbergasted. "Listen lady, you can't just make demands here-" "I think I can. I am still the owner of this book." you said, although your gaze never left the blue merperson in front of you.

"You were sent here by the BPRD right?" you asked, looking at Liz. Hellboy frowned "How did you..." to not raise any more suspicion, which you already felt you were failing horribly at, you explained, finally mustering up enough courage to look the red demon in the eyes "You're Hellboy, right? Everybody has at least heard about you by now. You are the one everyone thinks of when BPRD is mentioned, and vice versa." "We can't just bring a human to the base!" Liz exclaimed.

"But she's not human. Isn't that right?"

It felt as if every time the blue man spoke, everyone in the room calmed down. Despite not looking much, he had a powerful aura around him, almost mystique. Whatever he lacked physically, he must've made up with something else, something you greatly desired to find out.

Interrupting your train of thought, you remembered you still had to answer the three agents. You slowly nodded. "Well then, show us what you can do!" Hellboy smirked. You felt your cheeks grow warm. The only people who ever saw your true form were your parents and you weren't really sure if you wanted to show yourself like that to complete strangers. "Well uhm, I'm a mermaid, so..."

You sighed and decided that stalling would get you nowhere. Rolling a sleeve up to your shoulder, a fin growing from your arm was revealed to the others. "A mermaid huh?" Liz mumbled. Hellboy shrugged "Ah alright, if it'll make you stop complicating things, you can come." With those words he turned on his heel and began walking out of your home. Liz soon followed, but you heard her utter "Manning is not gonna like this..."

You had to fight the enormous smile that would otherwise bloom on your face. It was like a dream come true! After you quickly got dressed and locked your door again, Liz insisted you walked between them, just in case you tried anything. You didn't protest and so you found yourself in between Hellboy and the blue merperson, whose name you still didn't know. You exited through the back and quickly boarded what looked like a garbage truck.

As you rode, you started becoming more and more uneasy. There weren't any windows, which made sense, but it made you feel kind of trapped. The fact that at first, nobody said a word, wasn't helping. And you had no idea how long the journey was going to take.

"I believe I don't know your name yet." the blue man spoke to you, making a small smile appear on your face "I'm (Y/N)." he extended his webbed hand to you, saying "Abe. Nice to meet you." As your hands made contact in a handshake, you felt a shiver run down your spine and a subtle pressure inside your head, as if someone had climbed into it. The feeling, however, disappeared immediately when you let go of Abe's hand.

He seemed...almost embarassed as he apologized "I am so sorry. I promise I did not mean to do that!" he said. You blinked at him before asking timidly "Were you...in my head?" Abe looked away from you "Yes...But I promise I didn't see anything! Or, well, I tried to not look..." he added sheepishly. "So you're a..." you asked. "Telepath, yes."

"That's...actually really awesome!" you beamed at him. "You think so?" Abe asked, head tilted to the side in the cutest way. You giggled "Of course. Ever since I was young I wanted to learn everything this world hid from the average person. And when I learned about who I truly am, that feeling only grew. That's why I started collecting those books in the first place, to learn." you smiled softly, looking down at the book in your lap, caressing the packaging gently.

And so your life changed. When you arrived to the BPRD, you were immediately brought to Manning himself, who first yelled at Hellboy and the others for five minutes before realizing nobody cared and so he sent them away, confiscated your book and had a talk with you, not different from a regular job interview.

He was reluctant to let you stay, but when you proved you weren't human, it seemed almost mandatory that you stay. Of course, before you could even start learning about your new...job, you had to go through multiple examinations. Luckilly, the scientists and doctors were very accomodating and tried their best to keep you as comfortable as they could.

You were given a room with an en suit bathroom, with a very spacious bathtub, which was heavenly, you had to thank somebody for that, and started your training. It was actually fun most of the time. You were pretty intimidated when you were told the one who'd teach you to fight would be the raven haired woman you hadn't had the best interactions so far.

And while the begginings were nothing short of rocky, over time Liz opened up to you as you did with her. You learned she was not only a skilled agent, but quite a gentle soul and a great confidant. And with Liz's trust earned, it didn't take much more time for Hellboy to warm up to you as well. He, too, had much more to him than the rough exterior he showed to his opponents. He was a funny guy, who was always up for trouble. He loved cats and you know what they say: someone who loves animals can't be a bad person...or, demon in this case.

What you cherished the most though, was spending time in the compound's library. The books in your little beginner collection couldn't compare to the massive variety of spell books, mythological books, scripts and many many others.

Besides, Abe's tank was there. The first time you saw him without all the gear to help him survive without water for longer periods of time, you felt as if somebody poured a bucket of hot water over you. His eyes held kindness as he looked at you with that small smile of his. You could see clearly all the shades of blues that coloured his beautiful skin, all of his toned swimmer muscles that made him look like a sculpture, a work of art.

But you didn't allow yourself to stare at him any longer. He was the first person to be nice to you, the last thing you'd want is to offend him by ogling him like an animal in the zoo. But if he saw your staring, he didn't mention it. And soon, every day in the evening, or anytime you'd wish to just relax, You'd head to the library, meet up with your favourite friend and spend hours upon hours just reading and discussing, until you barely could keep your eyes open.

Any time you'd think of Abe as your favourite person in the compound, you could feel your cheeks grow warm and it took everything in you not to giggle out loud. You were slowly starting to realize you were crushing on the guy. Hard.

What helped you come to terms with your feelings was when one time, you were having so much fun with your research about selkies and the fae world, that despite Abe asking you if you wanted to retire for the night, which you could barely respond to anymore, at one point, you didn't hear his words anymore and darkness overtook you.

When you became aware again, you quickly found out you weren't in the same spot you fell asleep in, the fact that you actually fell asleep in front of Abe of all people made you a bit embarassed. None the less, you were now in one of the bigger armchairs in the library, basically in front of Abe's tank, snuggled up into a cozy blanket. It wasn't just draped over you, you realized, he must've taken the time to properly tuck you in.

And for some reason suddenly everything felt...different. While you knew that what he'd done could just be a platonic gesture, you...wished it wasn't. But it's not like you were going to do anything about it. Soon after you woke up, Abe saw you from his tank and waved to you. Standing up and stretching your slightly sore muscles, you walked over to him to greet him and properly thank him.

"Red was looking for you. I told him you're sleeping and that I'd send you to him after you woke up." the beautiful man informed you after exchanging a "good morning". You rubbed the back of your neck with one hand, your gaze cast to the side "Thank you. For the information and for...what you did for me yesterday. I'm sorry I fell asleep like that. I hope you didn't feel obligated to do that-" you chuckled nervously, but Abe interrupted you "No, no! Of course not! I figured it would seem weird if I carried you back to your room, but maybe I should've. This is really the least I could've done for you." he assured you and place one of his hands on the glass of his tank.

You reciprocated, placing your own hand to the exact spot from the other side. The feeling of him being in your head was always strange, but now it felt more...intimate. Luckilly, as he could feel what you were feeling, you could feel what he was feeling. And it assured you that what he was saying was true.

After that day, Abe started seeking you out more. It was strange at first, but you couldn't say the attention was unwanted. You started training together, because Abe, while usually not the one in action, should keep in shape, just in case, as he explained, ate lunch in the library instead of the caffeteria and just spent more one on one time together. Until one day, he asked you a very serious question.

"Would you go for a swim with me?" he asked you one day at lunch. It was just you two in the library, but you still stiffened, and the air suddenly became hot and unbreatheable. Abe, ever so perceptive, noticed this and quickly added "We don't have to if it makes you uncomfortable! I don't mean to push my boundaries or anything, I just figured...well...it could be another form of training, no?"

Taking a few discreet deep breaths, you internally calmed yourself down. It's fine, just training, excercise, yes, just that, nothing else. It's not like you were scared of him hurting you, gods no. But you feared if you would be so close to him in such a vulnerable environment, you might lose your mind. So many things could go wrong. You could stare at him in a weird way or you could say something you wouldn't mean to say or-

Despite the raging storm inside your mind, you nodded with a small smile "Alright!" you chirped. Abe, too, smiled "Great! Meet you here in an hour?" You nodded, hoping your smile didn't seem too unnatural and waved your friend goodbye as you walked out of the library and towards your room.

Although you had half a mind to just fake a sudden food poisoning, you still found yourself at the library door exactly on time. Abe walked out, only holding a neatly folded towel. You let him lead the way to the pool, which you didn't even know was there to this point. And although there wasn't anything inherently wrong with the situation you were in, both of you kept quiet the whole way and the air was tense.

The pool room was plain. White tiled walls and floors, with the pool taking up most of the space in the room itself. There were a few chairs lined up at one of the walls for people to put their belonggings on. The most advanced thing were lights, as you found out. Next to the door were a few knobs that changed the intensity of the lights and the colour, for some reason.

It was then that Abe turned to you "The pool has a minimal amount of chlorine and other chemicals in it, so it shouldn't damage the skin on your tail and fins. But if anything happens, let me know." you nodded with a smile, being reminded how sweet he actually is. Abe wasted no time getting in the water and as you watched him, you could see how he visibly changed. Not in appearance, but it was certain water was his home. He seemed relaxed and confident. Well, more confident than usually.

You realized it was about time you get in the pool. You looked at the water nervously. This would be the first time after years that somebody would see you. Really see you. Deciding to just get it over with, you backed away from the edge, before jumping into the water.

The transition never hurt, but the feeling of your legs morphing into a tail was still strange, given that you didn't have many oppoturnities to fully transform. But you now truly understood why Abe felt so at home in water. Because you felt the same. It was so freeing, feeling the water on your skin in such a different way. With one powerful movement of your tail, you felt as if you shot out of the water when you resurfaced. Giggles erupted from your throat and then soon escalated into full on laughter. Relieved laughter.

You felt Abe watching you and when your eyes met, you sensed the familiar hot feeling bloom all over your face. "Uh, sorry about that. It's just...It's been a while." you smiled bashfully at your reflection in the water as you swooshed your arms around. Abe shook his head "It's fine. I like seeing you like this." You looked at him, slightly confused "Like what?" "Like this." he gestured to you as he swam closer "Happy...Relaxed...Free." he explained, his eyes never leaving yours. The moment felt so special, you were worried that if you even breathed in the wrong way, you would ruin the mood.

But you needed to answer him and you needed to do it right now. "Thank- thank you. It...really means a lot coming from you." you struggled to get out through the haze in your mind.

The conversation then faded again into the uncomfortable silence, until Abe suddenly seemed to remember why you were here in the first place and challenged you to a game of tag to warm up. Knowing that if you declined, you could just leave the pool alltogether, so you did the opposite. Besides, it sounded like fun.

And fun it was. Abe went easy on you at first, seeing as he was very agile and fast in water, being so used to it, while you needed some time to properly get ahold of your tail. But once you got used to it, which, to be fair, didn't take long at all, your abilities were nearly on the same level. Abe couldn't help but admire the way your fins glistened in the light and when you chased after him or swam away from him, trying not to get tagged, he thought you looked like a dream. You were right there in front of him and in the blink of an eye, you were gone. It tested your strength and stamina, while his ability to focus was being tested. He knew in that moment that you'd make a great agent.

You didn't know how long you were chasing each other in the water, but you could feel yourself getting tired. You swam to the corner of the pool and supported yourself with your arms on the edges as you rested. Abe was quick to catch up to you. He stopped in front of you and just took in your resting form. If you didn't look beautiful to him then, you were absolutely ethereal now. And sure, nobody looks their best when they just immerged from under water, your hair was sticking to your head, your eyelashes were stuck together in clumps as well and you were slightly out of breath, but the way water droplets glistened onbeautiful skin, the way your chest rose delicately with each breath, everything about you combined took Abe's breath away.

Longing to touch you, to be in contact with you, he jokingly put his hand on your shoulder "You're it." he said.

In that moment, your eyes shot open, the usually non invasive way your minds connected when one touched the other, was now replaced by an overwhelming emotion taking over your brain. Warmth, longing, happiness and a strangely pleasant kind of emotional pain spread through your entire body in seconds.

Love.

Abe jerked away, only now realizing that maybe he'd made a mistake. You two stared at each other owlishly for a few moments, before both of you spoke at the same time. "I'm-" "Hey-" Both of you stopped and chuckled. "I'm very sorry. I didn't- I didn't realize that you could...agh, I screwed up didn't I?" he said with his head down, only briefly glancing at you, guilt swimming in his beautiful eyes. You were...shocked. Your mind was tripping over itself to correct him, to just let him know, to find the right words to describe that no, he didn't do anything wrong, he did not screw and his feelings were indeed reciprocated, and very happily so.

But before you could make up your mind and decide what to say, your body instead made the decision. Quickly grabbing his hand, you gazed into his eyes and hoped, prayed, he could feel it. That he understood.

And he did.

As your hand fell from his, Abe stepped closer to you, chasing after the contact. He was now right in front of you and it allowed you to wrap your arms around his neck. You didn't allow yourself to think too much about it and just let yourself do what felt right. For a while, you stayed like this, just feeling both of yours emotions at once, but at some point, it wasn't enough and that's when your lips met in a desperate, but gentle kiss. It was sweet, your heart swelled in your chest as you angled your head a little to accomodate to him and enjoyed the feeling of his lips on yours.

When you pulled away, you were still looking into each other's eyes. The phantom bliss was still there and you couldn't wait to do it again. Somehow now, that your feelings were exposed, you wanted nothing more than to be close to Abe all the time, to never leave his side. To love and cherish him. An as if he could read your thoughts, Abe said gently "I would very much like to do that again soon...If it's alright with you." You knew you were smiling like an idiot, but it didn't matter right now. You nodded to his suggestion.

[scholastic-dragon]

I'm a sucker for angst/comfort, so may I request Hellboy and/or Abe asking their girlfriend if she is okay after noticing a change on her behaviour? She is "the mom friend" who always looks after everyone's well-being and is very loving but lately she is quieter than usual and rather distant so as not to let her negative emotions affect anyone. Basically she starts crying after they ask and says that no one has ever asked her if she is okay. Please and thank you ♥️

I think this would be so cute as a poly relationship with Abe and Red, I really hope that's okay and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to.

Hellboy x Fem!reader x Abe Sapien

We’re Here

Word Count: 555

Warnings: poly!relationship, idiots in love, swearing, small angst, healthy relationships (our favorite),

Summary: you finally open up to your boyfriends

"What're you sayin' Abe?" Hellboy lowered his gun, turning away from the training dummy.

Abe was leaning against the far wall of the training facility, sitting cross legged on the floor.

"I'm just saying, she's acting a bit differently, and I've felt a change in her," Abe rubbed his palms, looking at the floor.

"You read her mind?" Hellboys tone didn't match his wording, he was concerned and genuinely curious, not judging.

"Of course not!" Abe protested, glancing up from the floor. "It's not just me, Liz and Myers have noticed it too, she's....just a little off recently,"

Red inspected his gun, nodding his head. "Yeah, she has been less talkative, and she's been sleeping in her own room a lot more,"

"I think we should talk to her about it," Abe stood, walking up to Hellboy.

"I agree, I'll ask Liz if her and Myers can go get her favorite take out and we'll talk tonight,"

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You knew something was up the moment you walked into your shared room with your two boyfriends.

They cleaned the room for starters, put out your nice silverware and plates and even lit some candles.

It was very romantic.

"What's going on?" You set your bag next to the kitchen island, taking off your boots.

"We got dinner," Abe started, gesturing to the large takeout bins on the table.

"Why?" You stood straight up, crossing your arms over your chest. Abe and Red shared a look.

"Because we wanted to do something for you, we've noticed you've been kinda off lately and we just wanted to check in with ya," Red filled in, rubbing the back of his neck.

When he met your eyes he paused, fearing the worst. Your cheeks and neck had gone red and your eyes were brimming with tears.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Abe asked, stepping forward.

You lost it, your knees going weak and giving out on you. Abe was quick to rush forward and grab you in his arms. Both men joined you on the floor as you cried.

"Baby, what's wrong? Was it somethin' I said?" Red asked, rubbing soothing circles on your back and shoulder.

Abe moved the hair from your face, his arm rubbing your lower back.

"I'm just always the one who helps everyone else...." You inhale shakily, wiping your nose on your sleeve. "I'm not used to having people look after me,"

"Well you should, you deserve it, my love," Abe pressed a firm kiss on your wet cheek.

"Do you wanna talk about anything else that's bothering ya?" Red asked.

You spent the next thirty minutes telling them everything. From you getting yelled at by Manning during a failed mission to the fact that you ran out of toothpaste this morning.

You cried, and they wiped away every tear. Giving you praise and kisses with everything you revealed.

"Does it feel better now that you've gotten everything off your chest?" Red asked.

You nod. "Yeah, it does, thanks for listening," You take both of their hands, pressing a kiss to each of their knuckles.

"Of course, baby," They both spoke. "We're always here to listen, my love,"

You chuckle, wiping the last of your tears and gesturing to the forgotten take out. "Think we could have that food now?"

Abe pulls you to your feet. "Absolutely,"

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[suvidrache]

There's No One Else I'd Rather Be With

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Word Count: 852 / Read it on AO3 | Offline Version

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Summary: An insecure reader decides to leave Abraham.

He knew from the very moment he laid his eyes on you that he loved you. He wanted you. He could never tell you how he felt. He was a fish, sort of, a… Well, it didn't matter, you would never love someone like him. Someone of his species.

He always knew what he was saying, what he was doing. Except when he was around you. He frequently stumbled over his words. If he were anything else, you would have seen him blushing. A part of him was thankful he would never have to experience you seeing him blush every time you were around. He also had the unfortunate ability to read people's minds. It wasn't something he could help or control. He never intended to read your thoughts, but he couldn't help it when he touched your shoulder to get your attention. He knew you liked him back. He wanted to tell you how he was feeling right then and there, but he couldn't. He didn't want to push you away, even though he knew how you felt. He was too afraid that he might be rejected. He was too afraid of what might be said or what might happen.

It was you who had said something first, and he happily accepted it. He enjoyed spending his time with you. Frequently, he would spend his time out of his tank, talking to you, reading with you, and spending time together. You, at times, would join him in his tank, which he happily showed you around. If you didn't know how to swim, he had no issue helping you and teaching you.

He enjoyed every moment with you and tried his best to not read your thoughts. He didn't want to be rude. He loved you. He truly did.

The both of you had been together for months.

Until you couldn't do it anymore. You were a human. He wasn't. You didn't think things could work. You didn't want to hurt him. You were too afraid to tell him what you were feeling, and you avoided him at every chance you could.

Abe was gutted. He spent his time trying to talk to you. To find out what was wrong. What had happened? Was it something he said? Was it his breath from eating the eggs? He just had to be close enough to touch you, and you knew that. Which is why you kept as far from him as you possibly could.

Abe floated in his tank, listening to sad songs on full volume. If he cried, the water washed them away. He couldn't cry. He wasn't a human.

He didn't tell anyone how he had felt, wishing to keep personal matters between the two of you. He wished he could have spoken at least one last word to you. He wished he could have done better to prevent you from leaving. He wished he would have known what he had done wrong.

He climbed out of his tank for the day. He took to writing poems, expressing how much he had loved and cared for you. He would have waited years for you. He could have. He wouldn't find someone else. He wanted you back, or at least to know what he had done wrong.

You avoided the library knowing that's where his tank was. Knowing he would see you before you ever saw him. He didn't want to, but he used his senses from his hands to find you. You were alone. He knocked on the door, waiting for an answer, something before you answered the door.

He quickly grabbed the door. You wouldn't be able to close it, not without hurting him.

"Y/N, please… I just want to talk to you."

You could hear the pain in his voice and yet, you stepped away from the door, turned around, and walked further into the room.

He opened the door and followed after you. He put a hand on your shoulder. It was at that moment, he knew.

You didn't want to leave, you wanted him. You loved him just as much as he loved you. It tore you apart to leave him, to avoid him, to pretend as if you didn't know he spent his days searching for you. You were insecure about your species.

"Y/N, I… I love you. If I didn't, I wouldn't have accepted your request… I'm sorry for intruding… I shouldn't have." He said as he withdrew his hand from you. His head remained lowered.

"I'm sorry for leaving you." You spoke as you turned towards him. You stepped closer and wrapped your arms around him. He wrapped his arms around you

"Do… Can we talk about things next time…? That is, um, if you'd like to continue… sorry."

"Yes, Abe. I… I still want to be with you. We can talk things out. I just didn't think that you liked me. I'm a human."

He gave you a gentle squeeze.

"I have always loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else."

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[firespirited]

Dune Messiah is the one i read as a teen. Must have been after seeing Dune84 or maybe those memories are blurring together because this time around the descriptions of the guild navigator in his tank don't match my memories.

This time, he's a little more abe sapien but in orange than the fleshy admiral akbar that's mostly head of my recollections.

Oddly enough, Momoa fits as Duncan Idaho - that was inspired casting! He has that chill self confidence bordering on cocky we've seen in other roles.

I don't see any of the current actors who've played him as Paul. I assumed he had pale tan olive skin like his dad or they'd have made a big deal of how pink and pale he was, how he'd get red and blistered in even a small walk in the sun, the way you smell slightly cooked. Yeah, we'd moved to southern climes and I wasn't adapting well.

I remembered the absolute slog through the first chapters then the loneliness and grieving of futures, trying to hold back the inevitable. must have been 15-16 because I thought I had MS but wasn't willing to say it out loud.

No idea what language I read it in, I do remember being annoyed at how pretentious the language was. A lot of talking to say nothing then these inspired little moments when he communicated crystal clear.

At first it made sense to communicate the tediousness of ruling, religious speak, business speak and whatnot then you get to a point where you realize the author's just going to be Like That. LMAO.

The price of getting a great story is sometimes having it delivered by the author's voice.

I actually was relieved that this one was more sympathetic to women (which says a lot about the sci-fi and fantasy I was stuck with) and the breeding programs were treated as something nasty.

I really enjoy having the confrontation between old memories and new reading especially as they're so different and changed this time.

As a counter example: LOTR hasn't changed much, it just gets more textured every time you revisit. The films didn't change the sense of it at all. It's not that I get a detailed image of faces and places, it's more a very vivid sense of emotions and characters. The way i don't see an apple when you say apple, i see the concept of an apple, many types and tastes and textures of apple. Gandalf is not Ian McKellen: he's a mess of actors, animation, wizard and mentor archetypes, like there's more Obi Wan in the original trilogy and snippets of Willem Defoe as Jesus (I haven't even seen the full movie) than Ian McKellen despite him doing a great job.

So having less of an attachment to Dune and only having seen 'the full picture' of the saga a couple of years ago means revisiting the one* read a long time ago is more of a collision of ideas.

*I actually don't know if I read any more at the time, I only know I read this one because it's bringing up familiar images.

Like a lot of you, I devoured books where ever whenever, whatever was available, lots of them half read because of skimming to get to the plot details, lots of meh, lots of blurring together of the same tropes.

I had a particular fondness of novellas and collections of short stories because once in a while there'd be one that really packed a punch or made you imagine something astonishing. The internet regularly coughs up some of those: as fiction, as essays or an interpretation of fiction or an event and that's as exciting as finding that one short story in a book of mostly blarg.

[takusan-no-ai]

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[barb-l]

idk if Wednesday's powers got revealed yet but I think it would be really funny if she actually had perfect control over them. Full on no need for lessons, knows her limits and how far she can go with her powers, and is instead in the academy because her parents a. feel like Wednesday needs to interact with ppl beyond her relatives, and b. hoping she'll find someone there the same way they found each other.

On the same note, another thought I had is that literally nobody knows what Wednesday's ability even is, and school rumours have gotten to the point that people believe she's just there for her general... *gestures* Addamsness.

No, i dont think it's been revealed yet. Aside from the usual psychic abilities, my favorite theory by others I've seen so far is her being an empath, especially since the interviews have mentioned multiple times about Wednesday's journey being something about dealing with emotions. Aside from that, what im hoping for is psychometry, like Abe Sapien from HellBoy. Im pretty sure ive read a lydsday fic with her having those powers too. Both would be super handy for investigating murders 👀

'Addams' just being its own category of supernatural being is my favorite joke ever, so yes im totally on board with this. The Addamses are all just... Not quite human. Lol.

I can just imagine Enid watching Wednesday down a bottle of arsenic like a can of energy drink during an all nighter of studying going, "What even are you? Like no offense, it's just... That can't be normal." And Wednesday replying with, "I'm an Addams," like it's enough of an answer.

[octavare]

okay this is all you get tonight, stuff with effort put into it comes tomorrow. Featuring Miss Prog’s Too-Many-Words-Long Commentary after each image.

Okay so here I was playing around with a different hair style. Specifically for post time skip. I ultimately scrapped it and decided to use the hair style I normally draw her with as her post field agent haircut. During her tenure as a field agent she had the long hair that is pinned back. So that’s how you can tell the difference between profession.

Fun fact: she actually created the foundation for the teleportation technology. It just had a hard limit on range for the longest time. But eventually her successors improved on it and made it what we see the GDA employ today that can teleport even to the moon.

Here are STUPID OLD PEOPLE getting caught being chummy. Cecil is not pleased at whoever found him. Please leave him alone he’s got a lot going on. Especially post time skip when this picture would be based on his hairline. (Pro-tip: Cecil’s hairline will also give you a point of reference for time period. Blonde + slightly receded is during both of their field agent days. Gray + moderately receded is during his later field agent days and his time as director. The fucking skullet is in the present. And of course, no scar is the earliest).

okay this is me more blatantly shitposting than the last one. any time I make Cecil look uglier than he actually is I’m probably memeing, if the terrible dialogue didn’t give it away. Also alt hairstyle for modern Mrs. Stedman woo.

Here’s Cecil solo with some vaguely-beretta-m9-shaped pistols as a palette cleanser. Thank God. This pose I stole from some panel of Abe Sapien I found on Google and thought, “that looks cool.” I think I’m gonna do some John Wick poses next because I just rewatched that movie and kept imagining Cecil beating the shit out of people the whole time instead of Keanu Reeves. I think it was the suit tbh.

Anyway if you read that whole thing you’re a real one I guess. Thank you for tolerating my stupid bullshit. My brain always latches on to the worst fictional characters. And this one in particular had no foil character so naturally I had to fill it in myself.