IMP's Chick Magnet (Helluva Boss Waifus x Male Reader)

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A/N: Credit to Renowned-Wolf for helping with a few things.

Scene opens on You, the rest of IMP, Verosika's crew, and Stolas & Octavia in the office watching Brennon Ragers videos.

Brennon Ragers: Oh, dear! I seem to have spotted a cunt! Good day!

All of you burst out laughing, with some falling over on the floor.

Y/N: (wiping a tear away) I should say that to Stella one day!

Octavia: You definitely should!

Cut to Stella's lair. Strika and Keenie are watching a similar Brennon Ragers video where he mocks Pyrite Turd and her attorneys before laughing in a similar manner.

Keenie: One of the best things about getting kicked out of Heaven is I can watch real comedians who aren't constantly censoring themselves.

Strika: I know. Some people are so *sensitive* these days. Someone says something they don't like, they feel the need to antagonize others for daring to disagree with them, and it leads into a days long pointless argument.

The two of them break the fourth wall and glare at Social Media as a whole.

Strika turns back and types something else into her laptop.

Keenie: ...You're cyber-stalking Y/N again, aren't you?

Strika: (defensive) No! ...Okay, a little.

She pulls up your sinstagram account and looks through several posts.

One shows you hanging out with Blitzo, Moxie, Vortex, and the Incubi. The caption reads "Can't be any worse than last Saint Patrick's Day".

Another shows you, Vortex, Loona, and Roxy at a Hound Party. The latter two are wearing revealing outfits and clinging onto either of your arms.

A third post shows you throwing darts at a picture of Stella

A fourth post shows you punching Vox in the face hard enough to crack his screen while kicking Valentino in the balls. The caption reads "They started it. Honest".

The final post they look at shows Verosika dressed for a concert with you holding her bridal style and sporting several lipstick marks

Keenie and Strika sigh dreamily.

Keenie: Wait. What time is it?

Strika: 10 seconds to 10.

Keenie: Oh, boy.

The two of them cover their ears as Stella yells.

Stella: (off-screen) Get me an aspirin! I've got a headache again! I blame the Son of Cerberus!

Strika and Keenie both sigh in exasperation.

Cut to the next day. You are with Stolas and Octavia looking through the grimoire in the office.

Moxxie: So, what's the point of this again?

Y/N: The only way Stella could know we were in L.A. is if she cast some sort of spying spell that let her see where I was and knew where to send that hit squad. I'm just returning the favor.