#helluva boss fic

[artzval]

Saw this meme and I HAD to draw Stolas.

He thought he was gonna fart and ended up with a new kid, honestly my worst nightmare.

🌟I finally remembered to also draw his tail, took me something like 3 drawings🌟

[cryptidghostgirl]

Hazbin Hotel Master List

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! I will write for pretty much any of the characters from this show.

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List of Things I Won't Write

Requests are marked in pink

Series are marked in purple

Suggestive are marked in orange

NSFW are marked in red

ALASTOR

Make You Wish Master List -> Y/n has known Alastor since she first ended up in Hell. When he disappeared? She thought her life was over. Seven years have passed since then and slowly but surely, the 1950s housewife turned murderer has made a life for herself, full of good decisions and some bad ones. What will happen when Alastor turns back up again, sending the world as she has made it into chaos once again? Multi chapter fic.

Rhapsody Master List → Gn!Reader. Alastor and Y/n have been taking down the overlords of Hell together for years but Y/n has had a secret and Alastor knows it. They each go their separate ways because of this but what happens when years later their paths intersect once again. Loosely inspired by Raine and Eda in The Owl House.

Alastor Master List -> I have so many Alastor fics/one shots that they have their own master list now.

LUCIFER

Encore (Lucifer x Reader) → Lucifer went to the hotel wanting to talk to Charlie. Instead, he found the shy demoness who had been unable to meet his eyes the last time he’d visited on the stage.

I Myself am Strange and Unusual (Alastor x Living!Addams family!Reader x Lucifer) → Y/n is bored and summons some demons. 

Lovely (Lucifer x Witch!Reader) → Lucifer had heard rumor of the demon with the ability to alter people's memories. Y/n was a marvel and he had her wrapped right around his pinky.

VOX

Destruction//Creation (Vox x Alastor's Ex!Reader x Alastor) → Alastor refuses to let the past die and Y/n would rather pretend it never existed.

Unexpected (Vox x Fox Demon!Reader) → Vox tries to make a deal with one of Valentino’s girls.

Smudge (Vox x Gn!Partner!Reader) → Vox tries to figure out why Y/n, his partner of five months, refuses to kiss him.

LUTE

Music (Lute x Reader) → Y/n has been dating Lute for years. After her girlfriend gets home from the most recent extermination, she tries to talk to Lute about the person being around Adam makes her.

ADAM

Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely (Adam x Reader) → Y/n is a nephalem with ambitions and a need for entertainment. Adam is in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[route-to-evil]

Helluva Boss x Succubus! Reader

Sneak Peek: 422 Words

Synopsis: In which you take a foul mouthed imp up on his offer to teach you how to drive, knowing well that it’s just his convoluted way of ensuring you both go home together.

Pairing: Blitzø x Reader

Content: Swearing, Suggestive, Biting, Foreplay

“Fuckin-“ Blitzø cursed as he was jerked away from the heat of your body, the tail coiled possessively around the soft bend of your knee acting as an anchor as he turned his head to glare up at you. “Eyes on the road, bitch.”

Despite the harshness of his words, he reclaimed his spot by your side before he’d even finished uttering his admonishments. The spade of his tail continued its incessant tapping against the plush flesh of your inner thigh, smoothing over the pink skin every few gentle strikes while his breath fanned hot over the expanse of your neck.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you snarked, knuckles whitening as your grip tightened around the synthetic leather of Blitzø’s steering wheel, trying your darnedest to ignore the shudders of echoing pleasure threatening to pulsate throughout your body. The imp, who was supposed to be instructing you on how to maneuver his vehicle, instead chose to pour all of his efforts into peppering searing kisses and heated nips to the side of your throat, claws prying at your right thigh, trying desperately to wrench it away from it’s counterpart. “You’re supposed to be teaching me how to do this.”

Blitzø only hummed absently in response, the barest yellow glow highlighting the side of your face when he opened his eyes briefly in wordless acknowledgment serving as the only indications that he’d even registered your words. Neatly plucked brows furrowed as waning exasperation pleated across your visage, head tilting upward against your better judgement to give the golden teeth toying with the underside of your jaw better access, complaining petulantly of his behavior in spite of your wordless encouragements. “Not fondling me.”

“‘S called encouragement, ya ungrateful bitch,” he assured, head lifting briefly and lips abandoning your throat in favor of offering you a wry smile, the hand on your thigh squeezing gently. You rolled your eyes as an amused grin tempted the corners of your lips, opening your mouth to respond only for him to dive back into your side to latch his teeth onto the space between your neck and shoulder, tongue lapping at the tiny wound he’d purposefully inflicted upon your flesh, relishing in the stifled moan you bit back behind painted lips and clenched teeth at the beautiful sting, feeling the trapped noise reverberate in your throat against his mouth.

“Some positive reinforcement.”

Another rough kiss, quickly replaced by a harsher bite and a husky voice, sarcastic and condescending and mocking in tone, one that sent tremors of intimate anticipation straight to your core.

“You’re doin’ great, babe.”

[pastaprincess]

Waves of Freedom

FizzarOzzie Week has come and to start it off I'm posting the first chapter of my new Mermaid AU story. This story will likely be around 12 chapters plus or minus one or two chapters. It will cover Day 1: Firsts and Day 4: Mermaid AU of FizzarOzzie Week. I will be posting chapter one now and chapter two on Day 4.

Read Chapter One HERE!!!

The art above was drawn by the wonderful @sweet-marigold. They not only drew this wonderful art of merimp Fizz but have also been beta-reading the story for me. I appreciate them so much <3

[blitzwhore]

My Helluva Boss fics 2024

An almost-complete list of the HB (mostly Stolitz) fics I've written in 2024! ✨

General Audiences/Teen and Up:

📖 Saving Us (15k, Stolitz). Written pre-Mastermind. After not seeing the owl since Verosika's party, Blitzø jumps in to protect Stolas from Andrealphus, and in doing so gets badly wounded. When he wakes up in a hospital bed some days afterwards, he and Stolas finally talk.

📖 Caramel Kiss (1.2k, Stolitz). Humor, fluff. Blitz criticizes Stolas' ice cream order and Stolas decides to be a tease about it. Chaos ensues.

📖 Left Behind (3.3k, Blitzo & Tilla). Blitzo wants to confess to Fizz, but is terrified of messing up. Terrified enough to ask his mother for help, even if it means coming out to her. In the end, the confession doesn't go as planned. The rest... well. Sadly, the rest is history.

📖 At His Mercy (1.6k, Blitzø & Cash). Of what happens when Blitzø and his crew run into Cash in the street.

📖 Mama's Remedy (1.1k, Stolitz). During their day together as kids, Blitzo finds out Stolas has never climbed the giant tree in his garden and decides that needs to be fixed.

📖 Please, Stay (1k, Stolitz). Pre-Ozzie's. After a BDSM scene during a full moon, Stolas discovers that Blitz's knuckles are wounded from a fight.

📖 Make It Easy on You (831 words, Stolitz). Pre-Full Moon. Stolas wakes up in the middle of the night and finds Blitz curled up around him, sound asleep and completely at peace. The realisation that this is the only way he will ever have what he truly wants is more than he can bear.

📖 You Love Him (Not) (800 words, Stolitz). Pre-Full Moon. A peek into what goes on in Blitzø's mind when he looks at his selfie in bed with Stolas.

📖 If Only (689 words, Stolitz). Pre-Full Moon. Each crying alone in their house, both Stolas and Blitzø imagine the other is there to comfort them.

📖 I Could Never Be Better Off Without You (757 words, Stolitz). Post-Mastermind. Blitzø reassures a guilt-ridden Stolas that he's wanted, even when he has nothing left to give.

Mature:

📚 This Warmth (1k, Stolitz). Pre-Ozzie's. When he wakes up in Stolas' arms after a typical full moon encounter, Blitzø experiences some complicated emotions and wants he has no idea how to navigate.

📚 Relapse (2.8k, Blitzø & Barbie). When they arrive at work, Blitzø and his crew find a wasted Barbie Wire lying on their meeting room floor. Blitzø will do whatever it takes to make sure his sister is safe.

🔥 You're Perfect (And Everything In Between) (19k, Stolitz; WIP, will be explicit). Tattoo artist!AU with trans Blitz, who is very, very gay for the cute, easily flustered, tall-as-hell man that walks into his tattoo shop.

🔥 Pipin' Hot (429 words, Marthaberry). How many times do you have to kill the bitch who fucked your husband before she gets bored and starts flirting with you instead?

Explicit:

🔞 Wear Your Pride (7.9k, Stolitz). After the Imp City Pride Parade, Blitzø and Stolas fuck in the back of the van. Ft. lots of teasing and birdpuss-eating.

🔞 Delectable (3.9k, Stolitz). Blitzø spills some mustard on his bare thighs. Stolas doesn't miss the opportunity to lick him thoroughly clean.

🔞 Just Like This (3.9k, Stolitz). Sub!Blitzø, soft dom!Stolas; puppy play. A leashed Blitzø rides Stolas' leg.

🔞 Good Pup (3.7k, Blitz/Fizz/Ozzie). Sub!Blitzø, dom!Fizz and Ozzie. Blitzø is determined to take all of Ozzie's cock in his ass at the same size as Fizz usually does. Fizz and Ozzie take very good care of him.

After being in the fandom for a few years, it's been a blast actually creating fanworks for it. I look forward to writing so much more in 2025! ❤️

[starlightrosa]

Fizzarolli's Nerves

Summary: Fizzarolli is preparing for Mammon's yearly clown contest, and he's getting nervous, as he just has to be perfect. But all this practicing is disrupting Asmodeus's plan of relaxing with his beloved. That won't do at all.

Pairing: Fizz/Asmodeus

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Mind-Rotting Fluff. (Author regrets nothing.)

(My very first fic! Please be nice <3)

“You’ll do it, Fizz. You’ll be fine. You need to be perfect for Mammon. Always perfect.” the imp mumbled, practicing everything he felt he needed to practice in order to win Mammon’s clown contest for the tenth time in a row. Fizz knew the elements of the contest off by heart, having won it so many times. So everything running through that little imp’s head was covered.

Balloon animals. Pie gags. Comedy section. Singing, dancing, acrobatics. You name it, Fizz practiced it. There was certainly no shortage on what Fizzarolli could do, and he had to win. He had to be perfect.

That was how Asmodeus, King of Lust and Fizz’s loving partner- er, BUSINESS partner, found him.

“What’s the difference between a snowman and a snow-woman? The snowballs! Wait, no. More energy, I need to have lots more energy. Like, twenty seven coffees kinda energy. Okay. You got this, Fizz. You got this. Try again. What’s the difference between a snow man and a snow woman? The snowballs! Hmm, still missing something. What could I do? Maybe I could juggle? Do a pose? Maybe I could hit myself in the face with a snowball? Um… ah, think, Fizz!” the jester rambled.

Ozzie yawned as he came into the living room where Fizz was, the rooster rubbing at his eyes.

“Froggie, it’s eight in the morning. Are you seriously practicing this early in the morning? Come back to bed, babe. You’re gonna be exhausted…” Asmodeus murmured, the grand lord rubbing at his eyes.

Alas, the imp did not heed Ozzie’s warning.

“Ozzie, I have to be perfect for Mammon. If I’m not perfect, then I’ll lose! And I don’t wanna lose, that just-! Ugh. It just can’t happen, okay? I need to be perfect. I need to be better than perfect! I-!”

And that was when Ozzie got on his knees and scooped Fizz off the ground, pulling his beloved into a hug. Despite initially struggling to get out, Fizz soon relaxed and sunk his head into his lover’s chest.

“Fizzie~” Ozzie coaxed, using that voice that Fizz liked to hear. Honey rich and sweet, it always comforted Fizzarolli enough to talk about what was bothering him, and it brought Ozzie some peace of mind to be able to know what was distressing his beloved imp partner.

“Ugh. Ozz, what if I’m not good enough this year? What if I don’t win?” Fizz asked. Ozzie just chuckled.

“Fizz, you’ve won for nine times straight. Ten times this year, guaranteed. And you wanna know why you win so much? Cause you got some talent about you. Plus, Mammon says he wants the best, and we all know you’re the best he’s got. And besides, if that fat Christmas tree wants something better, he just isn’t gonna find it. Plus he won’t give the others a chance, he’ll pull the strings so you win anyway, and I’ll put money on that bullshit.”

“I need to win, Oz! And I need to practice if I want to win. Can you let me go?” Fizz asked, trying to gently pry himself out of Asmodeus’s arms. The King of Lust, however, did not budge a single bit.

“Well, I would on any other day, but I am not having my Fizzie Frog being anxious as fuck. So here’s what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna go back to bed, watch a stupid rom-com, and laugh at it, spending time with each other along the way.”

“Nice thought. But maybe later, Ozzie.” Fizz murmured. And that was when Asmodeus’s grip tightened slightly.

“I don’t think I phrased it as a question, Froggie~” Asmodeus responded, the Lord of Lust’s fingers moving slightly towards Fizz’s stomach. Fizz squirmed a little in Ozzie’s arms, already knowing where this was going.

“Ozzie, don’t you fucking dare!” Fizz yelped, biting back a smile.

“Oh, but I do fucking dare, baby~ give Ozzie that tum-tum, and I’ll tickle those worries right outta ya!” he declared, his fingers finally landing as he snuck them up Fizzarolli’s jester shirt, softly poking and scratching along Fizz’s belly.

Poor Fizzarolli had no chance to resist.

“Pffffhahahaha! O-Ozziehehehe!” Fizz giggled, gently squirming side to side in his lover’s arms, trying to gently slap Asmodeus’s tickly fingers off.

“Hands to yourself, Froggie. Don’t make me get them out of the way~” Asmodeus teased.

Fizz pouted playfully even as he struggled a bit. Rough tickles made him laugh a lot, but these soft and gentle tickles were much worse sometimes if Ozzie was the one tickling Fizz.

ESPECIALLY if Ozzie was the one tickling Fizz.

Ozzie saw the playful pout and he tutted. His Fizzy, pouting at tickles? Oh, that just would not do, no sir.

Asmodeus migrated his gentle scratches down to Fizzarolli’s hips, enjoying the squeaky laughter that slipped out of his beloved’s mouth. “Aww, someone’s squeaky. Squeaky Fizzie.”

“Hahahaha!!! A-Asmodeus, it tickles! Q-Quihihit it!” Fizzarolli managed to press out, a dark black blush adorning his cheeks. Asmodeus had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop audibly cooing at how goddamn cute his boyfriend was being.

“Not until you agree to come relax with me, Froggie. Just say that you’re done practicing for the day and these tickles will stop. How ‘bout that, huh? Seems a fair deal to me.”

“B-But I can’t stop!”

“If you can’t stop, then neither do these tickles, Froggie.” Asmodeus cooed, a wicked grin on his face as his fingers slipped up to Fizz’s torso to prove a point, beginning to gently count his beloved’s ribs. “Two. Four. Six. Eight…”

Fizzarolli was lost in snorting laughter as he felt Asmodeus’s fingers lightly working his ribs.

“Ahahahaha, hehehehe! N-Not fahahahair, Ozzie! Hahahahaha!” Fizzarolli cackled, the odd snort leaving him. For Lucifer’s sake, how could one imp be this cute? Asmodeus felt his heart squeeze in adoration with every snort that came from Fizzarolli’s mouth.

“All is fair in love and laughter, Froggie.” Asmodeus shot back.

Fizzarolli threw his head back, his jester’s hat jangling as he did so. Satan’s beard, it tickled so much!

“Aah! Ah, ah! Nohohohohahaha! Ozzie, not there! Not there, plehehehease!!” Fizzarolli begged, feeling his lover’s fingers tracing at that one spot at the crook of his neck.

Ozzie only chuckled, not stopping the traces. “I’ve not even done anything yet, Fizzie Frog. You can’t be that ticklish here, surely?” he asked, though Ozzie knew much, much differently. It was one of his little rituals he did. Before they both went to bed, Ozzie would give a gentle kiss on Fizz’s neck each night. The imp was rather ticklish on his neck though, and the feeling of Fizz slamming his face into Ozzie’s chest, trying to muffle his ticklish giggles never failed to bring a smile to the Sin’s face.

“N-No, I’m nohohohot!” Fizz lied, immediately going for the defensive move. But Asmodeus was no fool when it came to his beloved partner. Ozzie knew Fizz’s tells, just as Fizzarolli knew his.

“Is that so, Froggie? Funny, I seem to remember that you can barely handle my goodnight kisses on that neck of yours. Like, all I do is this…” he explains, landing a kiss on Fizzarolli’s neck, right into the crook of his neck with an overexaggerated “MWAH!” noise, grinning wickedly. “…And you just fall about laughing!”

Fizz, as expected, burst into hysterical giggles as he kicked his robotic legs every which way, trying desperately to not kick his beloved in the face.

“O-Ozzie! Stop it, hahaha! Stop it, that tickles, Ozzie!” Fizz cried out, a wide smile betraying his true feelings.

Then Asmodeus decided to get a little bit mean. He gently held Fizz against his chest and nuzzled the crook of his imp partner’s neck… before blowing a soft raspberry into the crook. Fizz absolutely squealed.

“EEEEEEEEK! HAHAHA, AAAH HAHAHA! SHIT, HAHA! OKAY, OZZIE, OKAY!” the ticklish little imp shrieked, going limp in Asmodeus’s arms. And that was when Ozzie knew he’d had enough.

“Thought as much, babe.” Asmodeus smirked, finally switching the mood from playful to cuddly as he stopped the tickles, his fingers softly scratching the top of Fizzarolli’s head. The imp melted under his touch as Ozzie walked back to their shared bedroom, the doors closing behind them.

Asmodeus settled Fizz under the covers with him. And soon the pair drifted off, smiles on both of their faces as the sounds of that dumb rom-com in question, Pretty Woman, played in the background forgotten by them both.

Finito! Hope you enjoyed this one :)

[cannebady]

What if Stolas and Blitz remain friends through their teenage years?

What if Blitz helps Stolas sneak out to a party at the circus grounds for his eighteenth birthday?

What if, after indulging in cake, and dancing, and their fair share of pilfered booze, someone (it's Fizz) asks Blitz when he's finally going to ask Stolas out? It's kind of Stolas's worst nightmare, because he thinks he's been in love with Blitz since he was ten, but he's also engaged and soon to be married to someone else (someone he hates and hates him just as much) and it hurts too bad to think about.

Blitz looks about ready to make an Irish exit, and Stolas's good judgement is clouded by adrenaline and gut rot whiskey, so he laughs it off and says, "Oh Blitzy doesn't like me like that!", it hurts to say it but he knows it to be true. Something about the sudden quiet of the room and the leftover feeling of a last taste of freedom before a gilded jail makes him stupid and brash. Perhaps he can get a facsimile of what he wants. Surely the universe owes him that much.

"I'll prove it," he says, and with all the confidence of a newborn foal, he walks up to Blitz, wraps his hand around the back of his neck and connects their mouths.

Oh. Oh, this is lovely. He adores the way Blitz kisses him back slowly after a moment, like he's easing into it (perhaps this is also his first kiss). He allows himself a moment longer to feel those lips under his, to feel a tentative hand rest against the side of his neck. Then he pulls away because Blitz doesn't want this and Stolas has already taken more than his share.

Blitz looks dazed and Stolas feels dazed and the rest of the room comes back into technicolor.

"See," he starts, voice wrecked and so very obvious, "nothing. Just the best of friends."

Nothing. Like it didn't light Stolas up from the inside. Like he wasn't immediately addicted.

This was a mistake and he needs to be alone, promptly to process how monumentally stupid he can be.

The party picks back up almost immediately, a gift really, but Stolas barely notices, has already started to make his way home. He can't bare to deal with the fallout while he's so raw. While he can still feel the ghost of Blitz's hand.

He's so wrapped up in the thought that he doesn't hear footsteps until Blitz is grabbing his hand and yanking him off balance to turn around.

He's about to demand an explanation when he sees Blitz's face. It's open and honest and fucking desperate.

He's out of breath from trying to keep up with Stolas's long-legged stride, but manages to pull Stolas down so they're eyes are level.

Those expressive yellow eyes bore right into his before Blitz says, voice low and strong, "It's not nothing," and kisses him again.

[pipsqueakparker]

the cosmic lottery | stolitz

rating: T words: 2288 summary: Blitzø stretched his arms over his head, bending his back and cracking a concerning amount of bones. “What do you say, Feathers, wanna duck out of here early and grab some dinner?” Stolas blinked, looked down at the stack of files he had meant to finish sorting through. Time had once again gotten away from him while the others were on their mission. He tried not to feel shame for it. “Oh, uhm. If that’s what you’d like.” Blitzø saw the hesitation clear on Stolas’ face. “We can just grab takeout, keep it lowkey and spend the rest of the night in — a new episode of Hell-a-Novella just came out, right?” Stolas still got flustered when presented with evidence that Blitzø listened to him. -- Or, the one where Blitzø tries to give back something Stolas had lost

Read on AO3

[viktheviking1]

Confession

“I’ll just get right into it. I am so so sorry. About everything. About trying to steal your book, about pretending I was there to reconnect- ah shit, I haven’t even apologized for tricking you into helping me rob your parents’ castle. I’m sorry for that, and I’m sorry for insulting you. Oh, but I'm going out of order now. Um, I’m also sorry for seducing you so that I could steal your book, and for making you use ‘owl shart’ as a safe word, telling you that your books on plants and frogs were boring . . . aw fuck, I’m out of order again.”

Sighing, he gestured at himself and continued, “Look, I’m a shitty person. I was shitty from the day I was born and I’ve only gotten shittier since. Honestly, it’s a fucking miracle that you managed to put up with me for as long as you did. I . . . I know I can’t take back the past. There are so, so many things I would change if I could. I’ve hurt so many people, and that’s not including the f**ks I kill for a living. Ugh. No, scratch that part.

Placing his elbows on his knees and holding his hands together, Blitz leaned forward, looking down at the groudn, “Point is, I thought that I was, like a curse, or a disease that needed to be cured. So I never let anyone get too close, and for a while, it seemed to work. I got to keep them, and their lives weren’t ruined; I thought it was a win-win, but they moved on, and I . . . I was left behind; the consequence of my own actions biting me in the ass. I was- I've been lonely and it didn't even work. I did hurt them all, in the end, because turns out, they wanted the one thing I refused to give them. The deepest, darkest, dampest, shittiest parts of me. Now, I don’t know why you would want to be exposed to that mess, but I don’t want to run anymore. I think . . . I think I’m finally ready to fight for what I want. And what I want is . . . is you. I don’t know how we’d make it work but . . . I don’t care what we have to face, if you would just let me . . .” He sighed again, closing his eyes, “Let me stay by your side, in whatever way you can allow . . . I will stay because . . . because I love-”

The words stopped suddenly, as Blitz opened his eyes . . .

Read the rest on The Pompous and The Prick!

[hyperfixed-owl]

Tonight I went bowling with friends and after all I could think was writing a Stolitz fic of them going not just bowling but..

😈 Demon bowling 😈

Like the pins are on fire, the balls stab you when you put your fingers in etc 😂

I’ll think of more but there’s a premise there.

[artzval]

My favorite flavor of helluva fics is when Stolitz meets years before canon and both Loona and Octavia are little kids and Stolitz dating results in a new chaotic family.

I don't care if it's Human au or literally anything else, this type of fic GIVES ME THE WILL TO LIVE

[rhiandoesfandom]

Chapter 1-Slicing The Heart

Decided to post it first but I'm still gonna draw a pic.

Notes: A Helluva Boss AU that will follow Blitz and multiple other perspectives after the death of Stolas.

Summary: It is hell after all. And apparently no one gets a free pass…

[route-to-evil]

Helluva Masterlist

The Hand That Holds The Strings

Helluva Boss x Succubus! AFAB! Reader

Synopsis: Fate was a funny thing. How odd, that it had managed to wrangle you, Hell’s most famous succubus, into a transactional situationship with a Goetian prince and your one-night-stand-turned-employer.

Content: Polygamy, Swearing, Violence, Angst, Biting, Suggestive, Idiots In Love, Insecurity and Issues With Self-Worth, Brief Allusions to Marital Rape, Strangers to Friends With Benefits to Lovers, Reader Is Able To Shift Genders As They See Fit (favors their feminine form)

Pairings: Stolitz x Reader, Past! Striker x Reader

Status: Coming Soon…

Sneak Peek: Meeting Blitzø

[helluvahusker]

That TikTok challenge(?) (I don't have TikTok) of "do you know what [tall person] sees when they look at you?" With Stolitz and Fizzmodeus and Fizz is like, "whatever I'm usually on Ozzie's shoulder anyways" but he's secretly dying inside and Blitzø has a full meltdown while Stolas tries to calm him down.

[pastaprincess]

Fifteen Years Is a Long Time Apart

Hello, everyone. Chapter two is finally up! It looks like things aren't going so great for Fizz. Things are only going to get worse for our poor jester. Blitz, please help him <3

You can read the story here!!!

The wonderful art was provided by @sweet-marigold . Thank you for the help with this story. Your Fizz and Blitz outfit designs are so so so so cute <3 I appreciate all the encouragement you gave me as well.

[its-just-me-7]

Day Three of @thepromptfoundry's Femme February Prompt List: "Makeup"

Title: Face/Off Rated: T Length: 1.2k Summary:

"Why Blitzø went poking through his bathroom, Stolas has no idea, but he cannot be upset about it, Stolas did much of the same when he was still living with the imp and his daughter." OR Blitzø finds an old collection of Stolas' makeup.