#I also see gentle and kind Stolas

[akirathedramaqueen]

You know what I love about this show so much?

The kindness. The understanding. The redemption.

And that's in the setting of fucking Hell. The irony.

The characters are deeply flawed. They make a lot of mistakes. They fuck up even trying to fix things.

But they are trying. They have a lot of virtues, too, even though they don't see them themselves. They slowly but surely process their problems. They work around their trauma and the conditions they were raised in, deeply affected by it, hurting but still powering through, learning, and developing.

Although we are far from the end of these characters' journey, the SpindleHorse team does an amazing job of making these characters sympathetic, believable, and real. They give you the information and the opportunity to understand how complicated things are, how both sides of the conflict can be understood and blamed at the same time.

And the main thing? The forgiveness and redemption. You want these characters to do better, to be better, of course. But you also want them to be loved, despite the fact that what they did was obviously wrong.

You, as the viewer, already forgive them, and you just want them to forgive themselves. To allow themselves to be loved.

When I watched the show and saw them making the same mistakes I did, some horrible things I wouldn’t forgive myself for and struggled with for years, I suddenly understood the struggle. I empathized with them. I wanted to give them a hug. I wanted to comfort them and promise that things would get better and encourage them to give it one more try, one more talk. I wanted to scold them for self-loathing because I know all too well the kinds of dark places it can lead you to sometimes.

And then the thought comes to mind, "Can I afford a bit of this empathy for myself too? Just allow myself to live with the fuckup and allow myself to be human?"

It didn't fix me. But it eased my turmoil and taught me to understand it better. It taught me some empathy, too, and I thought I was the one with the emotional ingelligence of a nightstand. Well, I still kinda am, but at least I learned to listen to people sometimes.

I just want to thank the whole team who worked on Helluva Boss for all the self-reflections I experienced with their creation.

Thank you.

[certifiablyinsanez]

Okay, I’m not coping well with the emotional whirlpool I’m experiencing after Mastermind. And this scene right here:

Is something that is haunting me. Because it’s not difficult to see what troubles lie ahead for them, what consequences await for the events of the trial. What do we already know about Blitz? That he has deeply hated himself for many years. Maybe he felt slightly better after Millie’s monologue in Ghostfuckers, but I think we all know that such a deep seated hatred of oneself doesn’t disappear in a single conversation. This much is clear by the pictures in Blitz’s apartment still being blacked out that we can see in the background in Mastermind. And any relief he may have felt from Millie’s sincere story is going to be completely shattered.

I have no doubt personally that Blitz has always thought he ruined Stolas’ life. He’s not a stupid man; he’s observant. He knows the struggles Stolas has gone through with the advent of their deal and relationship. He’s seen the wedge he put between him and his daughter. He knows the kind of hell the divorce has put him through. But now?

If there was any doubt he ruined his life before, it’s gone now. Because Stolas has now utterly, and completely, lost everything. His titles, his status, his wealth, his home, his power. All that’s gone. But worse? He’s entirely lost his daughter now. Blitz will probably never forgive himself for that. I mean shit, he literally said this:

Stolas is a much more powerful being than Blitz. But Blitz believes he deserves to die rather than put Stolas in harms way. Blitz will probably be wishing that he died rather than live with the fact that he’s brought Stolas low. Stolas’ punishment is far longer than Blitz’s life span. The consequences of saving his life will outlive him. There no chance Blitz will accept this as Stolas’ choice. Not only will he have to deal with the trauma of the trial before Stolas arrived, but also the result of what it’s done to the man he loves more than life itself.

But Stolas? Stolas would do it again. The way he says it, “Always”, is just so raw and softly powerful. Because he’s just had his powers ripped from his body. He’s lost it all, he’s lost his child. But he would do it again. There was no other choice to be made. There was no alternative. He said it himself:

Stolas is a suicidal figure. He prepped his daughter for the day he wouldn’t be around. He doesn’t value himself or his life at all. He’s suffered tremendously. He probably already believes he’s lost his daughter. His daughter has made it clear that she hates him. Outside of Blitz, who is his light in the darkness, his soulmate and true love, what does he have to live for? To Stolas this was a no brainer. He went to that block with dignity. He was so willing to die for his love.

So when Blitz thanks him for saving his life, Stolas, breathless and weak, says “Always”, because he will always love him, need him, cherish him. He will always put him above himself, which is something Blitz wouldn’t understand but is second nature to a gentle spirit like Stolas. Stolas who escaped the torments of his life in his books, who is humble and sweet with a lowly imp because his body and soul needs Blitz like he needs air. A true romantic, a soft demon who gave it all up for love and would do it again.

Always, he says, and means with every syllable.

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Charlie, Alastor, God, Lucifer, Lilith, Vox, and Stolas with the Grim reaper reader. He's a total sweetheart and a gentleman, plus the kind of has dead animals follow him around. They're kind of like his pets. He also believes in Charlie's cause.

You'll be the end of me

Charlie

"Do you really think it could work?"

Charlie asked softly, leaning on your shoulder as you stared out at Pentagram city.

It was early morning, you having found your love sat out on the balcony, watching thr sunrise, you quickly accompanying her.

Holding the young lady close, her gentle form against your own, you just hummed, gently petting her hair.

"Well, I've seen a lot in my, well, not life." That got a chuckle from the both of you. "But I've been sheparding souls down here for millennia... never had to shepard one up from Hell though."

You sat in silence for a long time, it clear Charlie was disappointed with your answer.

"But..." You spoke up, smiling softly. "If its you... I have no doubt."

Charlie smiled warmly at your words, leaning in to share a kiss.

Pulling back you just enjoyed the moment, the two of you so rarely got to just be together.

No hotel buisness.

No staff or guests butting in.

No Nifty trying to draw erotica of the two of you.

Just you.

You holding the young lady close, expressing your love for her in soft, simple ways.

You got to share that moment for a long while, making a memory you were sure to cherish when suddenly the sound of gentle wings fluttering caught your attention.

Looking down, you extended a hand, a small skeletal bird landing on your finger.

You gently whistled back, Charlie doing the same, the bird looking over the both of you before fluttering away, the gentle creature off to do whatever it pleased.

You sat there for a long time, listening to the gentle chaos, the sounds of havoc at a distance as Hell endured its Hellish state, the teo of you just enjoying the moment.

With a sombre sigh you stood up, stretching your back you turned to her, pulling her to her feet.

Holding her close, you'd gently cup her face.

"I'm sorry my dear." You spoke with a warm smile, before you shared another kiss.

"It'll be morning soon, and well, you know souls won't Shepard themselves."

Charlie was clearly disappointed, as she always was when you had to leave.

"I understand." She spoke softly, the two of you standing there for a long minute.

"You know I'll be back tomorrow." You assured her, though it was clear it wasn't necessary.

"I know." She spoke warmly. The two of you sharing one last, loving embrace.

You'd turn, watching as the pentagram sun slowly rose on the horizon.

"See you this evening?" Charlie asked, already knowing the answer.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

And so, as you held each other close, you watched the sun rise, and sharing one final kiss, you'd disappear with the morning sun.

Charlie just smiled as you turned into a swarm of butterflies, fluttering off into the air, disappearing with the sunlight

Unnecessarily, but you felt it was a poetic exit for, well, death.

Charlie just chuckled.

"Drama queen." She spoke softly, watching you disappear.

Alastor

Alastor hummed softly, the dapper demon sat in his room as he listened to a pleasant tune.

It'd be as he sipped his tea, the man about to turn a page when a voice suddenly cut in.

"Weeeeeee'll meet again."

"Don't know where. Don't know when."

"But weee'll meet again, some sunny morn'."

Looking up he'd find you, dressed in your usually dapper if dark attire.

Alastor's smile grew, the man quickly rising to his feet.

With a warm smile of your own, you pulled the man into a gentle kiss.

"Hello dear, good day at work?" He asked, always eager to hear of your daily duties.

You just smiled, walking forwards, leaning down to kiss the man.

"A wonderful morning, but we even better evening darling."

You purred, kissing he cheek.

You spent a few minutes speaking back and forth, your hand warmly placed to his cheek as you spoke back and forth.

Youd joke and laugh, voice gentle as you discussed your day apart. Alastor letting you know the chaos he'd caused, you just listening as he went into a performer's detail of the events.

Pulling the man to his feet, you'd dip the man, smirking as you leaned in, Alastor wearing a strained, if entertained grin.

"I've wanted to do this all day."

Biting the man's neck, Alastor couldn't help the moan as you pulled him close.

Flushed, the man would smack you.

"That's was a dirty move." The demon frowned.

You just smiled, kissing the man softly. "You know I love you, especially when your blushing~"

Alastor blushed hard as you snapped your fingers, a jumping tune bumping from the nearby radio.

You pulled the man into a suave little dance, the two of you jumping and jiving like it were 1922 all over again.

You spent a good few minutes dancing and singing, holding the man close as you enjoyed your tune.

Holding him close, the both of you breathed heavily.

"That's a dirty trick." He huffed, breathing deep, that smirk he always wore on his face faltering, his cheeks dark with demonic red. "You know I can't turn down a chance to dance."

You just smirked, holding him to your chest, leaning in to kiss his neck.

"You know, if you weren't death incarnate, I'd put you in your place."

You just smirked, leaning back to tease his chin, smirking down at him.

"Out of all the souls in Hell, you... well, your certainly the most interesting."

That earned you a smack on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright." You giggled. "You are by far the most intersting. You know I adore you."

That earned you a genuine smile from the grinning demon.

Alastor always smiled, but in the arms of you, well, death. How could he not feel particularly smug.

"... I love you, my dapper radio darling."

That got a smirk from the man.

"And I love you... my dapper incarnation of Death.... even as you pretend to be otherwise."

The both of you chuckled, holding each other close, nuzzling your nose to the other.

"Love you darling."

Lucifer

Lucifer, Fallen angel, failed king of Hell and failing father, sat in his workshop.

The man furiously working on his next duck toy, the Devil furiously working on the next plastic squeaker, dead to the world outside.

"Having fun?" You asked, manifesting besides him.

Lucifer frize, thr Demon King breathing deeply.

"Im... good." He hummed, working on the duck.

The two of you stood in silence for several minutes, the air not quite tense, but words clearly sat unspoken.

"... I missed you." He finally spoke up placing his duck to the side, the King of Hell sitting there.

You simply stepped forwards, picking up the squeaky toy, looking it over.

Squeaking the rubber duck repeatedly, the man looked up, finding you sat on an armchair, looking over the toy before turning to him, gently patting your lap.

Lucifer sat there for a moment, taking a deep breath before getting up and walking over to you, collapsing in your lap.

You immediately pull him close, as the two of you sat there, the king of Hell nuzzling under your chin.

"I missed you... a lot..." he spoke, emotions thick in his voice as he pressed his face into your chest.

You just pulled him close, smiling softly as you warmly kissed his golden locks.

"I missed you too my Fallen Angel." You hummed, hand playing with his heair, you other holding him close.

"It was bad today." He spoke softly, you simply looking down at him.

"You know we could always visit her, I'm sure Charlie would be-"

Lucifer cut you off, pulling from your grasp as he stood up.

"I... I wont put this on her..." He spoke sombrely, the King of Hell hunched over, holding himself.

You just sighed softly, gently waving a hand as 3 little ghost duckling appeared, the ethereal little quackers, Lucifer smiling as he held a hand out, the ducks nuzzling his palm.

He had a way with your duck spirits, the feathered little ghosts naturally flocking to him. It always brought a smile to your face.

After a moment however, a new set of quacks break out, the duckling quickly swimming off, the duckling meeting with a larger duck, the three nuzzling its form as they happily swam about.

You sat up, pulling the short king back into your chest, smiling warmly as you kissed his head.

"You trust me with your issues... why not your daughter... we both love you."

Lucifer sighed, eyes lingering on the ethereal ducks as the papa duck nuzzled one of the ducklings. The king sighing, the King of Sins wiping his eyes.

"Alright. I... suppose we could go see her." He spoke softly, the man leaning back against you.

You just smiled softly, rubbing the back of his head as you stood there. The two of you just stood there, holding each other close, a soft, yet hopeful energy filling the room.

"I love you my dark rose." Lucifer purred.

"And I love you, my Fallen Angel." you smiled, the two of you sharing a tender kiss, a warmth in both your dark hearts.

Lilith

Lilith sat back on the beach, sighing softly as she enjoyed her slice of heaven.

The woman sipped her drink, book in hand as she hummed, a sombreness filling her on this particular day.

You appeared besides her, watching the sun set.

"Been a while." She spoke coldly, eyes not rising from her book.

"Yeah... sorry... I know it's been a while, Ive been very busy. Lots to do... my duties and, well, Charlie."

That made her pause, the woman freezing as she was about to flip a page.

"... How is she?" Lilith spoke cooly, keeping her poker face.

You hummed, a soft smile adorning your features.

"She... she's doing well." You spoke softly, cane resting in your hand as you watched the waves, a gentle smile crossing your face as a few ghostly fish jumped from the water, the small school happily swimming, free of worry.

"She's got a hotel now. She... she's trying to help people. Souls." You spoke sombrely, the woman doing her best to stay cool and collected.

You'd sigh, softly sitting on her beach chair, turning to her before gently reaching out and removing her sunglasses.

"Ya know, if your just gonna ignore me the whole time, it doesn't make much sense for you to get mad when I don't visit for a while."

You were teasing more then anything, the woman looking up at you with a cocked brow.

"Look, I get your mad." You spoke, taking her hand into yours. "But I'm here, and I'd like to enjoy my time with you while i have it... please?"

You finished sweetly, kissing her hand.

Lilith would sit in silence for several moments before sighing, the woman shaking her head.

"You always know just what to say, don't you?" She asked playfully.

You just smiled, reaching out to cup her face.

"I've got some experience consoling people." You told her warmly, bringing her hand up to kiss her palm.

"Will you accompany me?" She asked, clearly worried.

You just chuckled, nodding your head.

"You know I'd never leave your side... well, at least when I'm off the clock."

That got a chuckle from Lilith, the two of you just basking in Heavens twilight. You more interested in watching the spirits jump through the water, happy to see them happy.

Vox

Vox grymbled, rubbing his TV face he, slumping back in his chair he lazily stared at the dozens of screens.

He'd grumble, growling to himself.

Hed endured a long fucking day, dealing with Val and Velvette, being left alone with the pair, the two bickering like children as he somehow found the time go manage his media empire.

He'd sit there, looking over important things, sipping his particularly strong cup of coffee when your voice suddenly cut in.

"You know, you keep slouching like that and you'll resemble a question mark more than a Television, right."

Vox perked right up, head snapping to you as you stood besides him. Dapper as ever.

It was well known by this point that you could appear or disappear without signalling his alarms, something that both impressed and frustrated the media mogul to no end.

"Mmmm, I'll keep that in mind." He hummed, loudly slurping his coffee.

You just chuckled, rolling your eyes. "You know, if your gonna be all salty, I might just not give you your gift."

At that Vox perked right up, the man subtly turning to you.

It was a dirty move on your part, but you knew Vox loved gifts and this was the fastest way to get him over his grudge or grump.

He'd never admit as much, but you did get him the best gifts out of everyone he knew, which was a feat in and of itself, so you knew how to use it to your advantage.

"...What ya get me?"

He asked, trying to be subtle as he gave you the side eye.

To which you just chuckled, fixing your attire, acting casual as you glanced down at the man.

You'd just casually look around his large lab, the various screens showing his sophisticated spying network on the various denizens of Hell.

With a cheeky smile you snapped your fingers, a poof of black smoke and a box landed on Vox's lap.

The Television headed demon released a giddy giggle as he tore his gift open, the man pulling it out victoriously.

He'd yank it out, holding it up to reveal a walking stick, looking it over it was clearly made with human bone.

"This... is cool and all but, well, why the bone?" He asked, looking up at you suspiciously.

You'd just smile, stepping forwards, falling onto his lap, sliding it from his hands, you'd tell him simply.

"Well, ya see, I made this lil beauty using the bones from one Mr. Philo Farnsworth."

You spoke casually, looking over the cane.

"Aaand... that means something to me why?"

He asked, clearly waiting for the punchine.

To which you'd chuckle, biting your lip a little before you'd gently bop him on the head with the cane.

"Beeecaaause, one Mr. Philo Farnsworth, was none other then the inventor one Televeision."

You finished with a satisfied little grin, holding the cane out to him.

Vox snatched the vane up, laughing maniacly as he pulled the cane back, staring at the gift.

"Ohohohohoh fuck yeah~" He laughed, staring at the cane.

"Sooo~" you began playfully. "Have I made up for the inexcusable sin of ignoring your calls to a phone I don't have?"

At that Vox popped up, staring at you.

"Wait, what?" He asked, genuinely perplexed by your statement.

You just smiled, raising a bow. "My job doesnt exactly allow mobile coverage darling, far too busy peading souls through the etherial planes."

Vox furrowing his none existent brow, frowing slightly.

"Then who the fuck have I been texting?"

At that you broke into laughter, Vox quickly joining you, the two of you sat there, laughing like idiots as the Techno Overlord held you close, the two of you sharing a warm kiss, the two of you sat there for several moments, Vox sighing softly.

"You have to work again?" He asked sombrely, looking up to show a screen watching the setting sun.

You just sighed, nodding your head. "You know I have too. No vacations for me."

Vox just sighed, nodding his head.

Reaching up, you'd cup his cheek, leaking in to kiss his screen.

"Lets just enjoy the time we have."

Vox just smiled, holding you close, the two of you enjoying your moment together, free from both of your perpetual burdens.

[wineonawhitetee]

ALRIGHT SO

One of the things I noticed mildly in Mastermind and was given more content of in Sinsmas: Blitz is having a really good time. Like, ofc he's still suffering, but, the ending of the episodes are really good for him. And this is hugely contrasted by the fact that Stolas...isn't.

Blitz is so sweet and gentle with Stolas because he’s doing fine and Stolas isn't. Think about it

By the end of Mastermind, Blitz is in a pretty good position. He's basically become a celebrity among the working class imps. Combined with that, he's INSANELY relieved. Just a few months ago he thought he was going to never see the love of his ife again. A few hours ago, he thought he was going to die. A little after that, he thought the love of his life was gonna die. Then he didn't. He still has his family whole, Loona is freely admitting that she loves him, his employees are okay, Stolas is okay and living with him now. He's doing well.

Compare that with Stolas

He has just lost everything he has ever known. He's lost his powers, his money, his books, his house and -most importantly- his daughter. He is lost and shell shocked and miserable.

While Blitz is relived and hopeful.

This carries forward in Sinsmas, where Blitz is a lot more chipper and Stolas is still downtrodden.

The responsibility of working is weighing on Stolas while Blitz is happy to get him on the job. He doesn't take offense to Stolas's groaning and carries on like normal.

At work, it's also an instance of Stolas being miserable and Blitz trying his best to comfort him and to be supportive, even disagreeing with the client to make Stolas feel better.

Then it's the two things that fucking GET ME in this episode

Blitz trying to warm Stolas up, to be close to him, to cuddle him, to touch him, to comfort him and Stolas being cold and un-receptive (also both of them are hugging themselves nooooo please hold each other it'll helpppp 😭😭😭).

And these last shots that really sell it

Blitz is soft and happy. Stolas is defeated and distant. It's clear in the previous scenes that he loves Blitz and this is everything he ever wanted but it seems like a hollow victory because he thinks he's lost his daughter forever. He's so tired and it's so clear that he wants to enjoy this moment - to give in to the comfort - but he can't.

It also illustrates the development and reversal of Stolitz's dynamic perfectly. Earlier on, Stolas would've jumped at the slightest sign of Blitz’s affection. Now he can't even hug him back. Blitz is kind, hopeful and affectionate. Stolas can't find it in himself to reciprocate.

Y'all, I hate them so much

[idkirdkok]

I don't know why some people blame stolas for how things went...He literally just confessed that he has feelings for blitz and, from his pov, not only got rejected and got the impression that it's always been only a sex thing (he saw blitz write it off as a sexual roleplay and even jokingly said "i love you sooo much" man,,,that must've hurt), he also GOT YELLED AT and INSULTED, in the same fashion his toxic, abusive ex used to constantly do and it was the first time he actually heard how blitz thinks of him.

WE as the audience know it's blitz' defense mechanism because he went through a lot of shit, that he actually wanted to Talk about it (and he did talk (or tried to, at least). He asked for a minute ro think/process and actually said how he feels, that's a great improvement. He also immediately tried to apologize once he realized stolas didn't yell back at him and that his words actually hurt stolas. I'm not blaming him at all. He has his own shitload of reasons and trauma for why he reacted the way he did), but stolas didn't know all that. His pov is dry ass responses to his texts, and blitz not showing up to neither save him nor visit him in the hospital. He saw blitz treat his confession as a joke, and then yell at him for "dropping this feelings bullshit" on him (again, WE know it's because Blitz thinks so low of himself that he convinced himself it must be a joke, and that someone like stolas couldn't possibly genuinely like someone like him). Then basically got told he's a terrible person. It's all too much to deal with.

I think had Blitz been more gentle in saying all those instead of kicking the door and yelling, it probably wouldn't have gone as bad as it did. Stolas literally FLINCHED when blitz yelled and called him a bitch. So yeah, they needed to have a longer, two sided convo, he should've heard blitz out, should have given the poor guy some time to process everything before making a decision. BUT!! he can't be blamed for not doing that, it was a hard fucking moment for him.

I also think the reason he immediately teleported Blitz away instead of waiting to hear his apology was not solely because it was the first time he realized how Blitz views him, but also because Blitz unknowingly confirmed what Stolas was worried about. "If he's only here as a prisoner, then what kind of monster does that make me?" And then Blitz went and called him a rich, pompous asshole who thinks he's more important than others.

Man...I can't wait to see what happens in apology tour

Tl;dr: neither of them are fully right or fully wrong. They both reacted based on their own circumstances, trauma and assumptions

[tealvenetianmask]

Hell's royalty has a culture that enables Stella's abusive behavior.

Point 1: Keeping up appearances is valued above all else. And I specifically mean the appearance of things being the way they're supposed to be. Conformity basically.

Conformity in this culture seems to include a kind of stoic dignity ("you know excitement is unbecoming of a goetia"), an air of superiority ("don't bow to that one- he bows to us!"), and, of course, some good old fashioned toxic masculinity ("cease this bitch crying").

Individuals at the very top are not immune. Even though he gets past it, Asmodeus seems to spend a lot of time and effort on keeping his relationship with Fizz quiet in order to keep up the appearance of fulfilling his "lust" role.

Point 2: The members of the aristocracy who don't conform are seen as the problem, not the members who are being cruel.

Speaking of Ozzie, there's a chance he'll face real consequences for getting out of line . . . Mammon seems pretty confident about getting revenge. Also, if Ozzie had decided that his reputation was important enough to avoid stepping in to help his partner, well . . . I'm just saying. Cultures of conformity create bystanders who stand by and let abuse happen. So it's good that this guy has the courage (and a good heap of privilege and power) to enable him to step out. Yes, I realize that the crowd at Mammon's celebrated Ozzie and Fizz, but the crowd was distinctly NOT aristocratic.

Now look at Stella's party- this woman is not subtle about being cruel to her husband.

She calls the party a "Not Divorced" party. She openly talks negatively about Stolas in a blatant attempt to humiliate him. She's not trying to hide that she hates the man.

Because he's . . . an oddball. Gentle, not as polished as others in his social sphere, awkward and mostly friendless, probably autistic. And importantly, I think, not traditionally masculine.

So Stella has no need to hide that she treats him poorly. She's proud of it. And her social circle seems to support her in it, or at least, they don't push back. Because based on the aristocracy's unspoken (or if we look at Paimon, very much spoken) value system, Stolas's failure to fulfill all of his expected roles gracefully is worse than Stella's cruelty.

Point 3: Stolas's parenting, while much better than his own father's, still reflects this value system in some ways, and that's . . . complicated.

In some ways, Octavia is doing great. She has her own interests (music! gothy fashion!) that don't seem to be based on any role prescribed to her by others. She has a genuine bond with her dad that's based on care and not on molding her into some ideal princess.

But Stolas still puts on an facade in front of Via. We know that he pretended things were fine when they distinctly weren't for most of her childhood. We could argue endlessly about whether Stolas was right (as Georgia Dow explained in her video) or wrong to stop himself from explaining the situation with Stella to Via in Loo Loo Land, but honestly, the man could let his nearly grown up daughter know that abuse was happening without all out trauma dumping. It would enable her to make more informed decisions, and I think she would want to be able to do that.

Instead, Stolas keeps it to himself. Because he feels like Via SHOULD have this picture perfect childhood. Look at the pictures that are up in his palace. Look at his attempt to gloss over the fighting in the household by taking Via to an idealized childhood destination.

A part of him still thinks that good parenting is keeping up appearances, and that the ugly things are best kept hidden. Look at how hard he still tries to avoid crying in front of people. The values he was taught as a child are part of him.

And while it's not his fault (it's Stella's fault, obviously- these are HER actions), his inability to be open allows Stella and Andrealphus to scheme and (we'll see . . .) probably manipulate Via because of her lack of knowledge.

We're meant to see the moments where Stolas breaks expectations and behaves raw and even a little unhinged as triumphant. Sleeping with Blitz. That is the sound of a fucking divorce. Actually going through with the fucking divorce. Insisting on it. Appearances be damned.

And yeah, more of that please. Because if the people around Stella stop caring about aristocratic social trappings, all she'll have going for her is her shitty personality.

Thanks @akirathedramaqueen for inspiring this post with a conversation.

[eyebulb]

I'm pretty sure Blitz has a type. And that his type is caring, sweet people. (mostly boys honestly)... Cus like.. we know he loved Fizz (still loves him but in a more platonic way now).. Fizz is a genuinely sweet person. An opposite to Blitz's more aggressive side. Out of M&M he shows the most interest in Moxxie. Again.. while he has a lot of sass, he's a sweet guy. Loves openly and is considered weak by some because he's a thespian, not a brute. And then Stolas, who again, while prone to fucking up, always tries to be kind. He's a father who's daughter is his everything and he's not shy to tell people how much he cares about them or give them compliments. He's gentle and silly. (but also a freak and sassy as fuck once he gains confidence). Verosika is the most aggressive of the ones we know he has history with. She IS caring, but she's not really a gentle person. I'd love to see more of how their relationship went down honestly but we do seem to know that Blitz never got to the point of being in love with her. At least, as far as we know. So yeah, he seems to gravitate towards a specific kind of person and I just think that's neat.

[crooked-wasteland]

We were promised stolas accountability, but instead we got stolas doing a grand gesture and “heroic” act of sacrifice. Followed by scenes of, in the writers view; unjust persecution of this beautiful man, by the filthy ungrateful poors. Protected if not by a grown woman calling him a blameless “baby”, but by an army of literal white knights formerly known as a team of self driven assassins. I think vivziepop just cannot abide the idea of stolas being incorrect or unlikeable in any capacity. I think a lot of it, for whatever reason, has to do with his sloppily written marital victim status, and his sexual orientation.

Think of the dwinni animation. Vivzies good friend Dani Draws, the personification of Medranos unfiltered innermost thoughts, was enraged at the idea that stolas could die, because he is a queer victim of abuse. It’s as if queer people and victims are just that. Nothing more. Always put on this untouchable frankly dehumanising pedestal. Their flaws, harmful actions, and misdeeds, abuses, potential antagonism, are diminished and excused by this fandom, seemingly just because of queerness and past victimhood.

But then again, is the protagonist Blitzø not also a victim of abuse? By his father and others? Is he not also queer? Isn’t it strange then that he receives the full brunt of Vivziepops pent up frustrations and hatred in the bashing episode “Apology Tour”

I cannot understand the stolas double standard. He has taken lives by hiring assassins, has taken lives by his own hand, he has tortured humans, mistreated his child, he has sexually harassed someone, he has been violent to those too weak to stand up to him. Even by this shows moral standards he is actually one of the worst. But his status as a gentle soft spoken victim of circumstance, the ‘kindest character’ and the excuse of ‘upbringing’ to explain his faults, is for some reason unquestionable.

Is this simply the persuasive power of pretty crying and colourful music videos?

Spot on Anon

It's a bizarre dehumanization. I remember being a child and seeing my characters as whole people. They were like my friends. I wanted to get to know them and understand them intimately.

Nowadays, it feels like the relationship between audiences and fictional characters is one of distortion and hollow tokenism. It isn't about getting to know characters through their own stories and on their own terms anymore, but forcing one's own identity into the emaciated characterization in order to feel better about yourself.

I was also one of those fanfiction writers who would kill my favorite characters to experience the feelings. Torture them in all the ways to test the extent of my humanity. I remember several times I stopped writing and would cry into my hands over these characters I made, or loved. I was never concerned about the social groups surrounding them, whether they were social minorities or not didn't matter. Because, first and foremost, they were people.

I give the creators respect by not insanely devouring the actual work put into the show to give the characters some kind of characterization. The part people seem to not understand is that I don't disagree with who the characters are, I am just not on board with how the narrative has progressed. Not because I just don't like it, but because it fails in its function.

They never earned a single thing they have attempted to do, because they are too intent on tokenism or because they are the Creator's precious little dollies, I don't know. But they have never been narratively challenged in any meaningful way, instead it feels like they've been consistently hollowed out, more and more, by both the writers and the fans.

Cinema Therapy - Cars

[amalthea-13]

Stolas as a Privileged Character

Introduction

This is obviously not my Harvest Moon Essay, but I felt passionately enough on this topic to discuss Stolas so take it or leave it guys lol.

A mutual of mines reposted this post that lowkey had replies that ticked me off. One of the characters in the line up being Apple White from Ever After High who I cannot stand.

The main characters I will be discussing are Stolas, Pink Diamond, Zuko (ATLA), and Apple White because I know the source material of each of these characters.

The reason this essay is being written is purely to show the difference from Stolas to a character like Apple White.

Why is Stolas Successful at getting Sympathy as a Privileged Character and not Apple White?

The reason Stolas is successful at gaining the audience's love because he is not purely just an aristocrat or rich individual, but he is an individual who has been hurt by the same system that benefits him.

While Stolas is privileged as a Goetia, being a repressed gay man still puts him in an awful position. Stolas is also a victim of abuse who has developed much empathy for individuals like Blitz who have been hurt by the same system as him. Clearly in differing ways, but still harmed by the same system that doesn't allow them to simply live.

Stolas is as much of a victim of the system as much as he is a benefactor of that system. Yes it provides wealth and money, but it actively harms his life.

Think of Pink Diamond. Yes, she is a privileged character, but Pink was actively abused into submission by the same system that hurt gems just like her. Both her and Stolas make mistakes that cause accidental harm despite both being empathetic and kind individuals. Those choices had caused damage, but it was never their intent to hurt those they loved.

Zuko, while a spoiled prince, he is also an abused and hurt son who simply wants to gain back his father's favor. We know Zuko was kind like his mother and was taught gentleness and kindness by her, but he became callous and angry due to his father and sister. Zuko had no one in his corner to protect him. However, having a loving Uncle and an environment that was willing to be patient with him fostered a world that Zuko could grow to see the errors of his ways.

All three of these characters make mistakes due to their position and privilege, but they all work in their stories to right their wrongs and do BETTER. They actively choose to change when reality hits them.

Slight tangent here, but to ANYONE who says Stolas "neglected" Octavia, LEARN TO USE A FUCKING DICTIONARY, the literal DEFINITION of neglect is;

": to leave undone or unattended to especially through carelessness"

NEGLECT FUCKING IMPLIES THAT HE NEVER FUCKING CARED FOR OCTAVIA, AND THAT'S NOT WHAT HAPPENED, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Moving on, why is it Apple White is the one in this line up I do not like?

Personally it is because Apple actively chooses to harm those around her for her own benefit and she does it knowingly.

Stolas never realized he was harming Blitz.

Pink didn't know she was hurting life instead of creating it.

Zuko didn't realize the harm he was causing others and himself for a long time.

All of these characters had to face reality at some point. However, when Apple White is slapped with reality, she actively does everything to maintain the status quo and what benefits her. She actively bullies and outright mistreats Raven while also ignoring how her friends will be harmed if they followed their "happy endings". Hence why many fans do not like Apple White. Her motivations actively harm the people around her and cause danger while actively deflecting the blame onto Raven for not signing the damn book.

When writing a privileged character that you want to be likable, you need to give us SOMETHING to empathize with beyond them "not getting their way". It actively sabotages the character from being likable.

Also the way Stolas is written.

The Stolas and Blitz Dichotomy and Why It Works so Well

Stolas and Blitz are purposely written in tandem with one another to give perspectives of Hell from varying views.

Both Stolas and Blitz have very similar backgrounds as I noted in the Stolas and Via v.s. Loona and Blitz essay. Both Stolas and Blitz are the respective disappointments to their groups or families. Both suffer due to that fact and are both immensely abused by not just family, but those around them

This dichotomy of how it doesn't matter who you are you can still be abused is heavily important to their dynamic and why people are rooting for Stolitz. They're so similar despite being WORLDS apart.

Why is it so many don't really root for Apple in the same regard with her friendship to Raven. While I could be- talkin a bit outta my ass since I haven't fully watched Ever After High, but the dichotomy between Raven and Apple isn't as clean cut. It makes it incredibly hard to relate to or understand Apple when she is actively doing things AGAINST Raven's best interests, needs or wants.

Hence why I didn't entirely like her being put in a lineup with Stolas. Stolas made unintentional harm, while Apple made active and knowing harm that she exacerbated purely for her benefit.

Even when reality hit her.

A similar dichotomy is set up for Zuko and Aang in Season 1 Episode 12 of Avatar. They're two characters from differing backgrounds, but both struggled with the fact their lives were altered by things and choices they didn't realize would affect them. Aang ran away from being the Avatar due to the conflict and issues it caused. Everyone wanted Aang to be an Avatar when he was just a boy. His life- fundamentally being altered by adults around him who wanted to send him away. Zuko being permanently scarred and dishonored by his father, being banished he was fundamentally wronged by the people who were supposed to protect him. This dichotomy between Zuko and Aang in this episode allows us to humanize Zuko and empathize with his issues. The same can be said for Stolas via Blitz, allowing us to see him from a similar view we see Blitz.

Conclusion

Not sure if I'll keep this up, but this is more an "info dump" than a solid essay. Hope this all made sense.

[eldritchcreatureofwords]

Because I Love Foils, I Thought I'd Ramble a Bit about This

I adore how much Striker and Blitz are the same person- or could have been. You take two people who both are angry, angry boys. They have a lot of hurt, a lot of rage, a lot of self-loathing, a lot of bitterness. They've lost and suffered at the hands of the people around them and the people above them. They've both lost someone or someones they care about. And this is where things diverge. Blitz found Moxxie and Millie. He got Loona. He made a little found family and they wrapped themselves around him as morality chains. I firmly believe that Moxxie has set himself up as the heart of this little team; he's the softest of the four of them, and despite the absolute piss they take out of him we've also seen that no one is allowed to fuck with him. (Seriously fuck with him- Blitz makes no move to stop him from being messed with in Harvest Moon Festival because while Striker is a dick to Moxxie, it's ultimately harmless shit-talking and I strongly think Blitz is of the opinion that Moxxie is enough of his own person to bite back if it gets to be too much. But in Truthseekers and Ex's and Oh's, we see fierce protectiveness from both Millie and Blitz.) Blitz saved him. I believe it went the other way, as well. Blitz is also clearly quite close to Millie. Whatever and whoever else in Blitz's life hurt him, failed him, gave up on him, walked away from him when he got too hard, too much, pushed hard enough- Millie and Moxxie have stayed. And they- and Loona- have given him people to care for, protect, and keep him humble. Er, sort of humble anyway- he is still Blitz. Striker, however, has had none of that as far as we know. Just himself. Just his thoughts. His anger. His hate. His hurt. Stewing. Growing. He wallows in it. It grows. People show him why they suck. He wallows in it. It grows. People show him why they suck. He wallows in it- -And there is no one to offset it. No one to make him laugh, to get him out of his own thoughts. No I'll be there, dad. No stupid fridge jokes. No unspoken understandings, stupid jokes, nights out, no one at all to care for. No one to rely on him. Blitz has a support network, even if he's not always aware of it. Fizzie forgave him. Moxxie and Millie and Loona love him. Stolas is...something. Something complicated and hard and scary but something that, ultimately, has been good, up until Western Energy/Full Moon ish time- and even then, Stolas has been shown to be gentle. Silly. Kind. He loves his daughter. He laughs at Blitz's jokes. He's far, far from perfect, but he's not Paimon. He's not Mammon. He's not Stella. Striker has Striker. And all that hate, all that self loathing, all that hurt and rage and sorrow- it's building and building and building. Both Blitz and Striker are headed, rapidly, for rock-bottom. They are shaken. They are struggling. I'm sick of losin' these fights. I destroy everything. I make everyone's lives worse. Except, again, here we diverge. I don't want to be this way. Not forever. Blitz has people he loves. Blitz loves. Deeply. Ferociously. So, so hard with all his heart. He has people around him he values like gold, people he wants to keep safe, people he wants to love him- he just can't see why they ever would. Blitz has something besides the hurt and the anger and the sorrow. Blitz has people to say no, look, stop, come up for air, think. Blitz has people who show him why it's worth it to claw your way out of the spiral. Blitz has people who need him. So while they're both cracking, Blitz will become kintsugi- cracked, broken, but with gold holding him together, stronger and more beautiful for the flaws and cracks he has overcome, no longer what he was, maybe, but something new. Striker, meanwhile, has no one to help pick up his peices and reform them. He will just. Break. Shatter. And his shards will slice everyone and everything near him. What could Blitz have been if, flap of the butterfly's wings, if anything had been...just a little different?

Easy. He could have been Striker. Fuck it. I'm in.

[larriescompass]

guys i met brandon again today and it was absolutely amazing. i walked up to his booth and said hello, then i told him that i met him at supercon and i was the one who got the tattoo of the smiley face, and he immediately asked to see it again. so i knelt down and moved my shoe and sock out of the way to reveal it and he was sooo happy to see it. he pointed out the attention to detail and how the artist was able to preserve the sharpie markings. he also talked about how it looked different last time he saw it, how it was bloody and inky and stuff. he then called over the table assistant person who controlled the sales and told them to look at my tattoo. what i find so sweet is that he was telling the person about it and then said “and they got it tattooed” like he just uses gender neutral pronouns for everyone and i think that’s so sweet and respectful of him. we were both knelt down just having a conversation about my tattoo, then we got back up and he signed the bryce print for me!!! then i brought up class acts and how the last episode was absolutely incredible, and he then told me that the last episode had the most amount of extras he’s ever had in a video, and i asked him if it was from when he went to philly and he immediately went “yeah! were you there?” and i told him that i wasn’t lolll (i just follow him closely on insta). i also asked him a question, but i prefaced by saying that i didn’t know if he was allowed to tell me and he was automatically intrigued loll. i asked if we would ever see blitzø in human form, like how stolas has his human form and he joked and said that he couldn’t say anything bc a red dot would basically form on his forehead from viv’s secret sniper that she has kajdidjdi. overall, he’s genuinely such a sweet and gentle person, he has such kindness in his eyes when he’s speaking to fans. he’s always so genuine and so so incredibly engaging. since the line was really long, he kept going to the middle of it and thanking everyone for their patience as well. i absolutely adore him with every bone in my body, and i am so grateful to have been able to speak to him as many times as a i have 💞

[lizzzybooo]

My take on Blitz's intimacy issues and why everything that's happening now with Stolas just plays into them even more (the essay):

Okay before you get mad at me, I love this development for Stolas, it makes perfect sense for his storyline to live as a regular demon and see the class system first hand, and understand how he was part of it. also the fact that basically everyone predicted this is an indicator for me that this is the right way to go, since it makes the most sense for the story. But this post is going to be about Blitz so there we go:

The one thing that bugged me for a while since realizing this is the direction the story is going to take is the fact that Blitz will not have the chance to get over his inferiority complex.

We see throughout the show that Blitz actually doesn't have a problem loving people who are equal or "beneath" him in status. He loves Moxxie and Millie, he loves Loona, he loves Fizz (i know Fizz is more successful but he's still an imp, and someone Blitz has known since he was young and vulnerable). The way I see it he's fine as long as he sees himself as useful to them, as the protector and provider. He employs the M&Ms and Loona, he even adopted Loona, putting himself in a position of superiority and responsibility, and them in a position of dependency on him.

He is also VERY protective with the ones he loves. I always see posts about how sweet it is, for example how he protected Fizz when they were kidnapped, how he put himself between him and any potential danger, and that kind of behavior is shown all the time in the show. And while sweet, it's also his comfort zone. As long as he can be the one protecting them, the one in charge, he's okay with their relationship.

One of the reasons he's so uncomfortable with his and Stolas's power dynamic is that he doesn't see where he can fit into his life. Stolas doesn't really need his protection, he knows Stolas is basically playing out a fantasy when he asks him to bodyguard. He's very dismissive when Stolas is in real trouble, since he's so powerful, so Blitz can't possibly be of any use. It makes him feel belittled to have his weaknesses in comparison to Stolas thrown in his face.

He is maybe impressed (and turned on) when Stolas saves him from DHORKS but he's also uncomfortable, because he doesn't like to be on that side of things.

We only see him warming up to Stolas when Stolas appears weak. When Stolas is very sad over Blitz, Blitz suddenly gets more invested. Because even if physically he's still so strong, maybe mentally Blitz can be his protector, and Stolas might be dependent on him, which is what Blitz seeks in relationships.

I think it's very natural but also a bit toxic (not in a "he's horrible" kind of way, but in an "interesting for the narrative" kind of way). Blitz needs this dependency to feel comfortable in a relationship, because then he's needed, and then he's not going to be left behind.

I think the same thing probably happened with Verosika. She's more successful, she has a higher status, she doesn't need him. But she wants him, and that's not enough, because wanting can change. He can screw up her wanting him, since he doesn't believe someone can love him genuinely, but someone less fortunate (like the M&M's, like Loona) will always need him. And even though Fizz for example is a lot more successful, Blitz can still somehow find his place with him as his protector, it's still a position he's comfortable enough with.

Now if we look at stolitz again, Blitz is suddenly very willing to be openly affectionate with Stolas. Yes, it probably also has to do with the fact that he had time to think about it, he came to the realization that he actually did like Stolas and all that, but still, I'm pretty sure Blitz's sudden willingness to take Stolas in, the sudden gentleness and adoration, has something to do with the fact that Blitz, deep down, is pretty happy with the turn of events. Taking care of a wounded bird that has nowhere else to turn to, that need Blitz to protect him and provide for him? Sign him right up.

Now Stolas is obviously weaker than him, hated, in need, it's very easy for Blitz to be his hero (doesn't help that Stolas basically shoved his own "knight in shining armor" fantasy down Blitz's throat their whole relationship). They are not forming a relationship now as equals, they just switched the roles, and Blitz is a lot more comfortable like this.

Now I don't actually have a problem with this since I think it's interesting, but I do hope it'll be addressed. Like if Stolas gets his power and status back, will Blitz be able to handle it? Will he put up walls again? Will he feel tossed aside since when Stolas is powerful, he doesn't need him, so how possibly can he want him?

Part of me wishes they didn't take the "easy" route for Blitz's character. That they let him learn how to be loved even when he's not necessarily needed for survival. But we still have 2 more seasons to go, so I'm optimistic!

Anyway this is my essay on this subject lol, I know it's super long but I would love to read more takes on this so tell me what you think!

[hazbincalifornia]

Give Me More

Summary: One thing that Blitz had realized over the course of his pregnancy was that carrying a giant fuck-off monster baby also meant that you had giant fuck-off monster hormones, and right now he probably would have ground his dick on sandpaper if it had looked at him the right way.

Blitz, carrying a baby from a beast Stolas, wants to get plowed, and what he wants, he gets. For days 2, 3, and 5 of Monsterfucker week, Size Difference, Animal Instinct, and Eldritch Form. My Chained Mates au.

Warnings: Explicit content, pregnant sex, brief mention of animal death, large size difference, a pussy with teeth.

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One thing that Blitz had realized over the course of his pregnancy was that carrying a giant fuck-off monster baby also meant that you had giant fuck-off monster hormones, and right now he probably would have ground his dick on sandpaper if it had looked at him the right way.

Unfortunately, the bigger Blitz got (and by now he was pretty sure he was long past a ‘normal’ size for an imp pregnancy) and the more awareness that had started to trickle back to Stolas even between full moons, the more Stolas had started getting kind of nervous about fucking him, which was the last thing that Blitz needed right now. Blitz had started using his hand and grinding on some of the pillows in the ballroom nest, but that just meant that everything smelled like horny, which really wasn’t helping the problem.

The sun’s setting rays reflected through the windows and Blitz curled up with a shudder, looking up to see Stolas carrying something fuzzy in his mouth. The larger demon’s teeth rested carefully around the prize to keep it from either falling out or disappearing down the infinite void of the owl-demon’s gullet.

As if on cue, Blitz’s stomach growled, and he held out his arms for the offering- today, it was a rabbit already dead from one of the traps. Blitz stuffed it in his mouth without blinking- something about the trickling infection of the curse allowed him to open his mouth wide enough for at least the rabbits and rats, even though he still had to slice up any deer unlucky enough to wander into the palace grounds into pieces before having any of them. (Small mercies, since going down in one piece helped avoid the messy cleanup. At least he only had to eat to sate cravings now instead of needing it to survive, and Stolas’s half of the kid enjoyed the meat even more than the imp from Blitz did.)

“Thanks, Stols,” Blitz murmured, shifting his head to nuzzle against the glowing red and black of Stolas’s face as the other demon curled around him, the gentle pulse and ebb of his ruby glow more than familiar by now as Blitz rested against the space between eyes and teeth. One hand settled on his stomach to soothe the familiar nudges as the baby tried to get comfortable with what little space they had. “I’m sure the squirt will put it to good use.”

He paused, fingers shifting and tugging his makeshift skirt comprised of sewn-together fabric down. The slit was already soaked before his voice dropped lower, tail twisting against the nest. “Now, will you do daddy a biiiiiiig favor and help with a little problem? This pussy’s begging to be bred like the furball you just brought over as dinner.”

Stolas blinked once before scooting back a bit, and Blitz could hear a whine and a a low ‘oooooo’ as the head bobbed from side to side, the closest thing he could get to a ‘no’.

“I know you don’t want to crack me open, but Satan’s sweaty jockstrap, I’m going to lose my fucking mind if I don’t get something stuffed in me yesterday.”

Stolas’s eyes narrowed, claws gesturing toward Blitz’s stomach, and Blitz huffed. “They’re the reason I’m dripping like a faucet, so they should be able to handle some jostling around in there. Come on, I promise if anything starts feeling like it’d be too much, I’d let you know.” He tugged at the gold collar around his neck, familiar enough after the months that he’d almost stopped noticing it until he fell asleep at weird angles. “Besides, I don’t think this thing would let anything happen to either of us even if you impaled me good and proper. Please, Stolas?”

Blitz shuffled forward and reached out one hand to stroke the side of the semi-void that made of Stolas’s body. Everything between the claws and face wasn’t quite solid and wasn’t quite gas, the soft fluff of warm feathers just on the edge of the sensation even as his hand sunk in slightly to the swirl of black and red. (In response to the sensation, the patchy feathers that had sprouted on his arms earlier in the pregnancy twitched slightly as the muscles flexed underneath Blitz’s scarred skin.) Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. It was like skimming a pond thick with oil, and with every gentle stroke, a gentle rumble vibrated the mass around Blitz’s arm.

“Just for now, big bird, you know you want to claim your mate…” Blitz practically purred, grinning as light flared in Stolas’s eyes. He dropped his free hand to his stomach, fingertips making circles on the tight, round belly. “You already filled me with your chick, don’t you want to enjoy your prize all horny and swollen and ready for another round?” He shifted his body just enough to nudge his belly against Stolas’s side, and that did it.

With a growl, Stolas rolled over to pin Blitz beneath him, the lower half of his body swirling as he decided which configuration he’d like to have today.

…Which turned out to be both. Blitz’s grin widened, a coo slipping from his chest as he settled himself on his back as the tip of Stolas’s ridged cock that was half his size oozed onto his chest, just above a pretty monster pussy lined with teeth that were already salivating for imp flesh.

“Good boy. Now fuck me.”

Stolas whined. He wavered for a moment before he began to grind, the bumps on the surface of his cock rubbing against Blitz’s swollen belly full of their shared child. Blitz’s fingers tightened on the blankets, the swirling void of Stolas’s body contrasted with the very, very solid mass of the dick using his body to thrust against as he was pinned down both by the pressure from Stolas and from his gut.

As pleasant as the the weight was, Blitz opened his mouth to point out that fucking on top of him wasn’t actually fucking him, but a gasp was punched out instead as Stolas had seemingly read his mind, tip brushing against his entrance before pushing in as the pointed tip sunk into Blitz with the shared lubrication of arousal between them.

“Fuck yeah, there is is, give it to me good, Stols,” Blitz said, one hand resting atop his belly now damp with precum as the heels of his hooves dug into the pillows below. The nickname drew a pleased rumble, and as a reward, the twitching cock drove in further, pressing against the sensitive inner walls with every additional increment. Ridges brushed against the sensitive flesh, but Blitz’s head just fell back, tongue lolling out as be basked in it. Thick, heavy, and all his, created just for him.

By now, Stolas had realized just how much Blitz could physically handle. The size and the power of the thrusts tipped just on the painful end of pleasurable, stretching Blitz as each one drove deeper, harder, hotter. If he hadn’t already worn the proof of Stolas’s conquest, it would have bulged out his abdomen. One hand pinned Blitz down so he could be used more effectively as a squirming fleshlight, but the moans and excited tail-snaps showed how eager he was for it as he was buried under the rapidly disintegrating composure of a full demon prince swept up in instincts while surrounded by the scent of a mate absolutely ripe with desire.

Stolas’s face and talons fuzzed around the edges on top of the fact that everything else was already barely clinging to this plane of existence, a loose bundle of mass stitched together by the extremities. At the same time, Blitz was chanting for ‘more’ somewhere deep within- if it was only inside his head or lost into the void, he couldn’t tell, but it seemed to be heard and obeyed. His body was worked open by a length that was splitting him piece by piece as he lost himself to the sensations, stomach squirming with the heavy mass of the monster child he carried and pussy pried open and stretched to the limit by the beast that had done it. Thoughts and words melded together. Breed him again, make him even bigger, make him yours.

“Mine.”

It was a command as much as it was a statement beamed directly into his brain, and Blitz moaned out agreement, desperately arching his back to fit in every speck of cock that he could. He craved it down to the marrow, drunk on need and hot with lust.

Talons impaled his skin, black blood oozing over glittering obsidian. The liquid shone as it pooled over the pillows and blankets as Stolas came, flooding Blitz with a roar that shook the walls. The cum pumped Blitz’s swollen stomach even higher and wider, before the cock phased through drenched skin and dragged itself up to splatter the remainder of the load atop his sweaty breasts and belly instead to make the claim even more clear as it splashed Blitz’s skin.

In response, Blitz’s own orgasm was triggered as he was filled in every way possible, reality shifting on its axis as Stolas’s form twisted and melted, the one filling Blitz barely coherent as any sense of reality was pumped directly out what approximated his lower half.

For a moment, there was nothing but the shifting of weight and heavy breaths as Blitz slumped back and felt the heat of the blood and the fire of the aftershock. Stolas curled around him as the mass of his body sank into the nest while a shimmer of sparks and stars surrounded the spent imp. Stolas took a moment before gingerly licking the wound, magic healing the worst of the damage while leaving just enough to bruise, just enough to remember.

Blitz’s chest rose and fell with each breath, blinking up into the beauty of the shimmering eternity to the cadence of a heartbeat that already felt like home.

“Mmmm…” A hum morphed into a purr as Stolas drew tighter around him, body better than any blanket. Blitz contented himself with his position for a moment before realizing that the shift had brought him within reach of Stolas’s formed genitalia. He leaned forward, quirking his head to the side slightly. Both types twitched as if living entities, smelling faintly of salt and metal and still dripping either from the tip or from the center. Blitz’s fingers wiggled for a moment before he traced around the outer lip of the slit, each tooth that rested there longer than one of his hands.

Stolas shuddered, but the low bassy tones vibrating through Blitz’s body were encouraging. He slipped his fingers between two of the teeth, palm resting against the sticky, thick mass of the inner walls. Blitz could feel the reaction with every stroke as he drew his fingers back and forth, Stolas whining as Blitz gathered up a handful and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Mmmm, is that good, big bird?” Blitz half-murmured, knowing that Stolas could hear each little hitch of his breath as he ground himself against the sticky softness of the nest while fingering his mate.

Stolas let out a half-broken warbling coo in reply. He curled himself up tighter until the temperature rose and more sweat dripped down Blitz’s skin, tracing itself down each muscle on the back and the dome of his belly on the front. Blitz dipped his wrist in and out, experimenting with the strokes- at least until one of the teeth snagged on the side of his skin, blood dripping into the midnight void.

Stolas howled, slick flooding the space between them as Blitz’s entire arm and a portion of his torso was drenched. At that, Blitz started grinding faster, the scent and taste of a trough’s-worth of cum all for him all too easy to draw him back to full arousal.

“F-fuck, Stols…” Blitz murmured, and the world shifted as Stolas’s claw scooped him up, shifting underneath until the nest disappeared and there was only Stolas to rest on, only Stolas and feathers and softness and bliss.

He gripped a handful of feathers just solid enough to get his fingers around and spread his legs, dragging himself back and forth on the cock that had remained formed just for him. He had to wrap his tail loosely around his leg to keep it from drifting downwards into the teeth, but Stolas's body gently rocked like ocean waves to help him grind against the surface. Up and down, up and down, up and down, until Blitz was soaked in slick and tearing up. Everything was too much and not enough, not enough, almost, almost, almost-

He came again with a cry before slumping forward, and Stolas’s cock melted back into himself as Blitz was dropped into comfortable darkness that he welcomed, his mate’s body molding to allow his body and his belly as comfortable a resting place as there ever was.

[warblogs17282]

"I also really wonder just how much of his mother Blitz sees in Stolas." - An answer.

I remember asking myself this shortly after ghostfuckers released, and thanks to a reblog I did a few days ago where I touched on topics kind of related to this, I think I have an answer. More specifically, I touched on this topic in that reblog:

According to an article posted on the Michigan State University website (and more sources agree with this claim as well), research shows that people tend to choose partners similar to their exes or parents, which in Blitz's case, which obviously be his mother, Tilla.

What relevant similarities between Stolas and Tilla have we gathered already?

'Stolas has Tilla's smile.'

'Stolas in s1 e6, and Tilla in s2 e10.'

I'm pretty confident that Stolas in s1 e6 and Tilla in s2 e10 (as I have just shown you), is intended to be a parallel of sorts between the two people, the two scenes.

So, assuming that these similarities between the two are an intentional decision from the helluva boss team, what could this possibly tell us?

"People tend to show romantic interest in people who resemble their exes or their parents. Called transference, this concept holds up across the lifespan - meaning that younger, middle-aged and older people all tend to follow this pattern."

I believe that it shows that both Stolas and Tilla share some similar qualities, such as being gentle and caring, to give a few examples. Keeping the quote from the article in mind as well, I suspect that in Blitz's mind, even if subconsciously, Blitz sees those parts of Tilla in Stolas, like Stolas is emulating parts of Tilla in a way.

Some other lines in the article I'd like to mention are these:

"For this study, the researchers asked over 500 participants to use adjectives to describe their past partners, such as "nice," "helpful," or "charismatic," and then designed dating profiles to mimic those traits. Leahy and Dr. Chopik found that, not only did the majority of participants favor profiles with similar traits as their exes."

"The study also found that people were more interested in dating people who reminded them of their parents as well as their exes."

Now, while the first quote of the two does talk specifically about past partners, I believe the second quote shows that what the first quote is saying is also true if we were to replace 'past partners' with 'parents'.

As I have recently stated, I believe that it is likely that Stolas shares some positive qualities/traits with Tilla, and that Blitz may have noticed this, even if it's subconsciously.

And well, in s2 e9 and s2 e10, it's been made pretty clear that Blitz has strong feelings for Stolas.

So, in conclusion, I suspect that part of the reason why Blitz fell for Stolas, and has all these feelings for Stolas, is because Stolas appears to share some positive qualities with Tilla, and as research shows, people tend to pick partners similar to their parents, again, for Blitz, that parent being Tilla.

Also, the article states that the results of the research has nothing to do with the oedipus complex, before anyone tries to say that I'm implying that Blitz has that.

"Although the finding may seem Freudian at first, Dr. Chopik explains that it has more to do with emulating a past positive relationship in one's life."

[enixamyram]

Rewatching the episode to give even more thoughts in every detail because I am so obsessed right now!

I don't give a f*ck what the anti's whine. I actually think Stella is a good villain. I genuinely like how much of a dumbass bitch she is. She's fun and entertaining and I can't wait for her downfall where I predict she'll throw a tantrum worthy of her usual hissy fits.

(Also, side note, I love her voice actress.)

I love the mugshots of Moxie, Blitzo and Millie. But I have to wonder, where is the Loona picture from? She looks so happy and sweet.

I know a lot of people have fawned over that moment where Loona tucks the picture away. And I love that moment too. But I also love this one. Blitzo has such nervous enthusiam meanwhile Loona's just kind of impressed.

And why does this one shot hit me so hard?! No one splits up M&M!

And these are the faces of people who realized that so long as Blitzo was allowed to represent himself, they were screwed. Someone get this Imp a lawyer to speak for him!

Side note; I love Bee's outfit!

Ya'll have no idea how loudly I wanted to scream at this moment!

(But I was still working when I was watching it so I had to settle for muffled squeaking instead...)

I said in another post but I genuinely loved what little we saw of Vassago in this episode. He immediately seems like a sweetheart and I want more of him in the future! I could honestly see him playing a fun role with I.M.P.

I have nothing negative to say about this episode... Except I wasn't crazy about Satan's singing voice... I mean the normal talking voice was good but his singing wasn't really the epic I was expecting (I think I was expecting something like Luke Holt as Zeus... but maybe that's just me...)

But anyway! They need to figure out a way to do a crossover. I need to see all the Deadly Sins meeting up with Lucifer, even if it's just for a short or something.

Someone else pointed out that Octavia doesn't run into her mums arms. In fact she actually steps back away from her and is hesitant to return the hug. Now it could be shock about what's happening to her dad but it does make me wonder if Stella wasn't a very distant mother. I mean, we saw as a young child Stella used to send Stolas to comfort Octavia after a nightmare so it's not so far fetched to believe she was a reluctant mother as well as a reluctant bride.

A brief funny moment ("So uh... Can I go then?") before Vivzie rips my heart apart.

Speaking of ripping my heart. You know what's really traumatic? Stolas is in shock so he hasn't told everyone the reality of what's happened, aka that he can't see his daughter. So Blitzo and Loona have no idea and are hugging and being sweet and it's lovely but they don't even realize they're unintentionally rubbing it in Stolas' face... It is somehow a beautiful, wholesome and yet awful, tear-jerking moment in one single screenshot.

Blitzo is so gentle with him...

Of course let's end on this screenshot...:

[ngfox]

I'm sorry, my sweet owl boy...

Honestly, it’s so painful to watch what the script has turned Stolas into in all the recent episodes, starting around episode 2 of season 2.

He used to be an independent, well-developed character. We were shown different sides of him—he was gentle, kind, caring (also perverted, but that’s just part of Helluvaverse’s charm...). But when the people he cared about were in danger, he became stern, serious, determined, and even a little dangerous.

But gradually, they started turning him into a whiny, self-absorbed mess drowning in self-reflection and monologues. He was rewritten to fit this damn romance with Blitzo, who’s now supposed to "save him like a knight in shining armor." And maybe this could have worked if not for the events of Ozzie’s, which showed Blitzo as a complete asshole who used someone who genuinely loved him for his own disgusting purposes (fandom, I’m about to open your eyes—stalking people is fucking gross), publicly humiliated him, and never even apologized.

I don’t care if it happened off-screen, because otherwise, it’s bullshit. What happened at Ozzie’s wasn’t just some minor misunderstanding—it needed to be addressed. If you want a pairing to feel real, you have to show that they actually worked through their issues, talked about it. Maybe even show some distance from Stolas at first. Instead, in Seeing Stars, we got... NOTHING! Stolas completely ignored his daughter and flirted with Blitzo instead. Fantastic!

As a result, we now have a character who is the complete opposite of who he used to be...

Honestly, it would have been better if Stolas had remained a single father. Or, if they had to give him a romantic partner, they could have gone with Vassago.

P.S. - Apologies if this sounds a little disjointed, I wrote it in a slightly sleepy state. Hope I got my point across. <3