moxie x fem!human reader

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A/n: first suggestion! For easier sakes we're gonna say that millie either hasn't met mox yet or she just isn't a thinggggg... Yehhh ( also sorry if my writing rusty or some shit I haven't wrote fanfic in a looong time it's also laaate)

No one's pov:

It was a regular Saturday... Well... Regular for you that is. You were out at a house party held by one of your uni friends, let's just say that friend of yours was kinda loaded. But something was a bit off, the timing of the party. You see a classmate had mysteriously died only a day or two ago, and considering how close the deceased classman and your friend were it's but a mystery as to why he wasn't still devastated by the passing. Of course now and then rumours spread but you couldn't bear to believe them one bit.

While your mind started to wonder you watched out at the pool from the kitchen while the gathering of drunken idiots were diving into the water. While observing you seem to catch the glimpse of a smaller red figure in a tree with what looked like a sniper. "Heyyy y/n!! Watcha doin in here acting like a social refugee at a party like this huh?~" you get a fright from the sudden voice and almost accidentally punch the person behind you out of pure instinct only to see it's just your friend joe (yes his names joe suck it up) he was from your maths class, yous got on pretty well , you both really liked drawing so it was something to talk about really.
"Oh! Joe im so sorry! It's just... I swear I saw some thing over in that tr..." You point at the tree in the distance only to see that the figure is gone "I swear it was just there.." You say to yourself reassuringly
"Riiight.. You already drank to much or something?" Joe says jokingly

Moxxies pov:

"Sir im really sorry but at this rate it's going to be impossible to find the right target" I say to blitzø quite annoyed while squinting through the scope.
"Oh quit bitchin' mox" blitzø scoffs which leaves me quite offended actually. "Well excuse me but I wouldn't be complaining if you didn't take clients whose targets are at enormous parties and are excruciatingly hard to-........" Suddenly I caught myself practically making direct eye contact with one of the girls at the party, a quite attractive one at that! OH SHIT DIRECT CONTACT MEANS SHE'S SEEN ME TOO
"Hey, mox!!! Answer me!" I quickly cover his mouth and stumble slightly causing us to both fall down the tree
"What the fuck was that!!" Blitzø shouts furiously " human! Pretty! eyes! human! Saw me!" I manage to jumble out while having a mini... Not so mini panic attack. "Jesus Christ mox."

Y/ns pov:

I rub my eyes as someone might after waking up from a good nap and sigh "I haven't even had a drink yet" I say pitifully looking up at joe who just laughs and pats my head "well maybe that's the problem then huh? Cmon parties are about having fun y/n!" He says in the hope to cheer me up, which he doesn't exactly fail. I nod and follow him happily to the rest of the crowd

~time skip brought to u by drunk possums~

No one's pov:

At this point, y/n was just wasted like the rest of the people at the part and was currently playing beer pong when suddenly a certain imp went flying into the damn beer barrel causing everyone and the ping pong table to surround it. One of the girls points at the stunned mox in disgust "oh my God it's a fucking possum!"
"But it's a cuuuute possum" y/n coos drunkenly giggling and squishing moxxies face, let's just say, while somewhat finding this adorable it was a huge punch no his already pretty much non-existent ego "BEER POSSUM!!" one of the dudes shouts while picking up the barrel. "Nonooonooo beer isn't good for possi....possums...its there another word for that or...." Y/n mumbles trying to think
"Y/n is right how about we go help the possum" the your friend jack aka the party host says putting out his hand smiling to which you take happily and pick moxie up from the barrel and hold him like a cat happily, at this point he just had no option to go with it, plus he was already getting tipsy from sitting in the beer so he didn't mind if it meant being close to yn. But quite frankly he didn't know why she even stood out to him at all.

Moxxies pov

I happily held onto the girl who apparently went by the name of y/n kind of like a cat.. Not a possum though. I am NOT a possum.
It took a while to get to wherever the two took me but it was fine since y/n was pretty comfy. Once we got in the room the dude jack quickly shut the door and death stared me "y/n hun we need to get rid of the possom." He says in a slightly nice but malicious tone trying not to upset y/n by the sounds of it "nooooooooo! We're keeping the possum." Y/n holds me closer kind of squishing me really. "Y/n listen its not a damn possum! Tell her whatever u are!!" He shouts sternly. I look up at y/n sympathetically "well I don't care! He's mine now and im keeping him" y/n replies slyly which seemed to tick this guy off even more. Jack then sighs and suddenly pulls a gun out his pocket, causing both mine and y/ns eyes to widen, of course out of instinct I pull out the gun I had kept in my waist coat and pointed at him.

Blitzø's pov:

I pretty much checked all the god damn rooms at this point honestly im thinking of giving up really, that was until I heard a bit of a scene in one of the rooms and immediately kicked it open "alright fuckers-" see I would have finished my sentence, that was until good old mox pulled the trigger on some dude, with some chick hugging him, weird shit I tell you "I think you missed one " I say smirking and pointing at the girl hugging mox but as soon as I did fuckin moxxie interrupted "wait no!" Shouting like a biiitch I then looked at the girl with annoyance only to get puppy eyes in return...
"Oh for fuck sake mox."

Word count : 1114
This is longer than my fuckin essay so far...shit... I need to work that... Anyway love y'all stay hydrated and don't turn into some raisin ( also I'll do a spell check tomorrow so sorry if there's loads of mistakes but it's 1:00am and im dumb


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