A/N: Credit to Renowned-Wolf for helping with a couple things. Wanted to write a short chapter for this since they announced the new episode is coming soon (my guess is late April or Early May), and a theory is Striker could die. Not sure what to think of it, since from what I understand, it's largely Chaz simps who are pissed that idiot got killed off trying to rile up Striker fans.
Scene opens on you regularly walking through the streets of pride sipping a black coffee, unknowingly being watched by Strika and a squad of Crimson's goons.
Goon: He's right where you said he'd be. How'd you know?
Strika: He's pretty active on social media, so it's easy to track his movements. And I swear, that's the *only* reason I look at his social media! (shifty eyes)
A flashback shows this not to be true as she is shown pleasuring herself while looking at your social media.
Strika: Anyway, just get ready to ambush him. I'll be right behind you.
The goons nod and pull out a series of blessing tipped knives
You walk past a cafe when two of Crim's goons step out in front of you with sinister expressions.
Y/N: (sigh) Crim really didn't learn his lesson from last time, huh? (subtly begins heating up coffee)
Goon 1: No one humiliates the boss and gets away with it!
Y/N: Your boss is pretty easy to humiliate. Even a dumb fuckup like Chaz nearly succeeded in pulling a fast one on him.
Goon 2: Well, now the boss has a new benefactor.
Y/N: Let me guess...Stella? Crim wouldn't be the first asshole we've pissed off that she's recruited.
The first goon charges at you. You throw your now boiling hot coffee in his face, kick his legs out, slam him into the ground, and stab him with his own blessing tipped knives
Goon 2: (into radio) Now! Shoot him now!
You look up at the building across from you and see two goons standing on the roof. With a flick of your wrist, you send one of the would-be shooters falling to her death before telekinetically dismantling the other shooter's gun and lodging one of the pieces in his throat before he chokes to death.
Goon 2: You're double dead!
He raises the knife before you melt the hilt and it scalds his hands. He collapses to his knees in agony before you snap his neck.
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You turn back and see Strika leaning against the wall and giving you a flirtatious smile
Strika: Is it wrong watching you killing those idiots got me all hot and bothered?
Y/N: You're working with Crimson now?
Strika: Depends on your definition of -hey!
She cuts herself off as you hold her completely still with your telekinesis.
Y/N: Explain yourself. Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you helped when Stella and I swapped bodies.
Strika: God damn it, Y/N! I didn't come here for a fight!
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IMP's Chick Magnet (Helluva Boss Waifus x Male Reader)
FanfictionYou act as the newest member of IMP, while having to deal with the advances of the hottest women in Hell.
