#octavia my dear i feel so bad for you

[cherrytea556]

When your mom is an abuser and dad is a racist classist rapist who you are used to prompt him up and to give sympathies to him so your doomed by the narrative:

[chrolloluvr]

Can you please do Stolas,Alastor,Lucifer,and Adam with a insomniac reader Hcs

Alastor, Stolas, Lucifer, Adam x Insomniac!Reader

note: ty for requesting bookie bear! also i do not have insomnia, so if its a bit inacurate, sorry!! I am going purely based off of the definition! Also this is not proofread.

GenderNeutral!Reader:

warnings: use of pet names, thats all!

Alastor:

A couple months after your relationship started, he would sleep next to you (by sleep, he would lay with his eyes wide open, sprawled across your chest.) And would notice you rarely slept.

He would wake you up with a nice coffee, and say,

"My dear, whats with the long face?"

You would look at him deadpan, your eyes barely opening, and he would keep telling you to just rest your pretty little head, as he ruffled your hair.

When you try to explain to him that you are an insomniac, he wouldn't understand. Why cant you just sleep normally? (this rule does not apply to him)

He would try his best to help you, by giving you warm blankets, or even letting you rub and scratch his ears to help you sleep if you are lucky.

Would stay awake with you and read to you a story ranging from fairytales, to stories about when he was still alive.

Stolas:

Stolas is very attentive because he genuinely loves and cares for you.

He catches on very quickly to this sleepless habit of yours, and becomes very doting. Constantly saying,

"My little owlette, you need your beauty sleep! Do you need a massage?"

When you tell him that you rarely sleep, and that it's hard for you, he understands completely. He is a Goetia, he is going through a divorce, and he has to take care of his daughter. He knows how tired you must be.

He will let you lay on his chest and ruffle his feathers, and will sing you a lullaby (similar to the one he sang Octavia)

Adam:

Oh boy. If he sees sees you having trouble sleeping, he will most likely make fun of you.

"Cmon babe, why cant you just sleep, its really not that hard..."

He earned a slap to the face after he said that...

Once you explain that you have insomnia, he doesn't fully get it, but he loves you, so he tries his best

He ends up not understand shit, so he grabs Lute to come and help you.

The most he can do to help you is let you play with his hair with his mask off, or will try and get you to laugh.

Will stay awake with you most likely, and you guys will probably watch a movie and cozy up on his couch.

Lucifer

Also another one that understands. This man has gone through ALOT.

"Sweetie, why don't you come to bed, yeah?"

When you explain to him your issues, he feels bad for you, and offers to give you a back massage, or to play with his rubber ducks a bit.

Will try his best to at-least ease your mind

He will let you play with his wings and run your fingers through them, or even let you brush his platinum blonde hair.

He likes to remind you that he is always there, and that he will stay awake with you if you need it.

Will ask Charlie for help, and maybe get some advice from her

Will bring KeKe to play with you and keep you company.

[warblogs17282]

So, what relationship does Stella and Octavia have with each other exactly?

Short Answer: Evidence points to them having a really bad dynamic with each other.

Long Answer:

Let's just quickly address the fact that we've never seen Stella and Octavia actually interact with each other on screen yet. Yes, I'm aware of this, but I'm making this post thinking about what we actually know so far, and what I've gathered points to Stella not caring about Octavia. To be honest, I think the lack of elaboration on their relationship has been incredibly purposeful, with the purpose being to paint the image of what their relationship actually looks like in a sense.

Evidence 1: Stolas' Assassination Plot.

We know Stella wants Stolas killed, and at no point has Stella actually considered how Stolas' assassination would make Octavia feel, which is best evidenced by the time she screamed she wanted Stolas dead right in front of Octavia (the fact Octavia had headphones on is entirely irrelevant to the point I'm making),

and the conversation with Andrealphus in s2 e4, where both of them also did not give any fucks about how the assassination would make Octavia feel. (I'll get back to this point later on)

Evidence 2: Stella being abusive to Stolas in front of Octavia.

What this proves is that Stella is abusive towards Octavia. Many reputable sources say that what Stella is doing here is child abuse, which I'd like to mention, that it can negatively impact the child in a number of different ways, and I highly advise you check out the Barnardo's page about it if you want to learn more.

Evidence 3: "You leave with Via on weekends."

Notice how this never gets expanded on at all? It's just that, there's no specifics to it or anything, which in my eyes, potentially also points to the fact that Stella doesn't care for Octavia, because it could tell us that there's no attempt made from Stella to actually bond with Octavia, which would explain why that statement is never expanded upon. Plus, Stella literally sidetracks that statement from Stolas with "I like tormenting you. I want to keep reminding you of what you did."

Evidence 4: The beginning of s1 e2.

"Mmph. Via's calling us, Stella."

"You get up."

Notice how Stella is not concerned about the fact that Octavia is actively calling her out, and also when Octavia is clearly upset from the tone of her voice. Which shows us just how little Stella actually cared about Octavia, even when she was just a young child.

Evidence 5: The s2 e4 conversation.

"Because, my dear sister, you've already produced an heir; when he dies, his duties, his possessions, his legions, it'll all pass to.... Via."

"If you kill him, you would…."

"Laugh? Ha-"

Notice how Stella does not even pay Andrealphus any attention whatsoever when he brings up the fact that all of Stolas' stuff will go to Octavia. This alone shows just how much Stella is self-centered within her own desires, which in this specific case, was to have Stolas dead, as shown by the follow up line "Laugh? Ha-".

Which just further shows that Stella is only interested in what she wants, not taking how Octavia would feel about the assassination into consideration yet again, with that and the obvious display of her being self-centered in this scene, both of which showing further that Stella doesn't care about Octavia.

Evidence 6: "What? No! I'm not turning her against you--"

Let's be real here, Stella has already started screaming at Stolas over petty shit, so I highly doubt that Stella said this out of actual concern that he's turning Octavia against her, but instead, she said that to use it as a weaponized statement. Or you could also say that she's weaponizing that sentiment against Stolas.

Evidence 7: "I'm glad one egg fell out of me"

It's always irked me about the fact that Stella refers to Octavia as "an egg" here. Like instead of any other possible way she could possibly phrase that statement, she chooses the one that refers to Octavia as "an egg", instead of her actual name or even daughter for that matter. Which also could point to Stella not really caring about Octavia.

Evidence 8: The paintings.

The Loo Loo Land picture. Just compare Stolas' and Stella's faces in that painting, Stolas looks actually happy in it, most likely because of Octavia, while Stella on the other hand? Her smile looks quite forced to me, it's barely even there, which tells me that Stella doesn't even want to be at the family outing to Loo Loo Land, which further shows how little she actually cares for Octavia.

And if I recall correctly, that's the only picture we see both Stella and Octavia in, as shown by the other paintings where there's only Stolas and Octavia present, which combined with the forced smile in the Loo Loo Land painting, further shows us how little Stella cares for Octavia.

In conclusion: I have shown multiple clues and pieces of evidence that show that Stella most likely doesn't genuinely care for Octavia, with s2 e4 really showing how self-centered Stella is, and just how much she only cares for her own self-interests. While future episodes will most likely show us more about Stella's and Octavia's relationship, the evidence and clues within the show appear to point to the fact that Stella does not genuinely care for Octavia.

[a-bit-too-critical]

Holy shit?!? I watched the newest ep thinking it would be crap that I wouldn’t care about at all (especially with stolASS in the thumbnail), BUT THAT WAS ACTUALLY KIND OF DECENT??? IM KINDA OBSESSED IN SOME WAYS (obviously minus the Stolitz crap but still 😭)

Spoilersss below ofc

STELLA IS BACK LETS FREAKING GOOOO!!!

I do think the fact she never even CONSIDERED reporting Stolas’ illegal grimore use is really stupid, it feels like Viv didn’t know what would cause the authorities to arrest Blitzø so she made some crap up 😭

Here’s a more fun idea: Stella saw Blitz fall out of a window that fateful day with the grimore, but always assumed Blitz stole it and Stolas got it back easily considering the whole hell hierarchy (IMPs are seen as useless and weak). During a recent visitation day with Octavia, she was plotting ways to get rid of Stolas, asked her, and Octavia spilled what’s ACTUALLY been going on, which she then passed onto Andrelphus. Not perfect but a bit better than what was shown here I’d say

…Also why does Andrelphus keep calling Stella hot?? That’s your sister bro?? Why not make him say “you’re lucky you’re powerful” or “you’re lucky you’ve got insight on Stolas’ current life” or even “you’re lucky you’re of use to me”?? But no, we got stuff that kinda sounds like incest 😭

Not bothering to add an image here but I love the interns, they’re probably there for a college requirement or something (assuming hell has an education system) and Blitz is just like “HELL YEAH FREE LABOR” (more proof that bro does not actually care about his workers, idc what the show wants you to believe lmao) (good to see they likely weren’t caught up in the arrest tho, probably let go after they explained their story thankfully)

Also Moxxie dear god I felt so bad for him, he was sobbing and looked genuinely distressed, especially after hearing “we are going to beat you”. He definitely has ptsd from his dad and he deserves so much better than Blitz as a boss /srs

I also felt pretty bad for Loona, she doesn’t even want to work at IMP and doesn’t give a crap about the Stolas drama yet is now being arrested over it. I’ll get into this more later but proof that hell doesn’t care about hellhounds and Imps!!

Back to Moxxie, Blitz stuffing paper in his mouth while he was clearly visibly distressed caused me to lose a piece of my soul (and we’re expected to laugh at it, as usual :/)

Haven’t mentioned Millie much here but that’s kinda because she knows what to do in this kind of situation? She’s a wrath imp, she’s not afraid to kill literally anybody to save her life. She knows how to hide evidence and fight as well. She is completely fine in this scenario and knows what to do (and is clearly shown to be staying mostly calm, unlike Moxxie or Loona).

SATAN!! THE DRAGON DESIGN FITS PERFECT FOR HIM!!! this is by far my 2nd favorite sin design (only behind Bee, unpopular opinion but I freaking love her design)!!! I also love how they gave him buff arms but skinny legs (as he’s likely punching, grabbing/choking, and stuff like that a lot, but is rarely kicking, jumping around (he can fly, no need), or even running that much)!

ALSO LEVIATHAN AND BELPHAGOR!!! Belphagor fits pretty dang well imo, though I with they’d made her a bit more “plush like” to represent a sort of laziness and preference of sleeping instead of waking. Not sure how to feel about Leviathan just yet, I like the 2 head approach but the left head is just a copy paste Glitz or Glam 😭

AND BEEEEEE MY GIRL IS BACK!!! SO NICE TO HEAR HER TALK AGAIN AND HER NEW OUTFIT LOOKS SO FREAKING GOOD ON HER!!!

Alsooo I love that Moxxie has finally had enough of his boss!! He fought against his crappy defense of “attempting a crime isn’t illegal” instead of blindly defending him. You go Moxxie!!!

Anddd Andrelphus once again says his sister is hot FOR NO GOD DAMN REASON, Bee and Ozzie look rightfully disgusted though so at least it’s being portrayed as a negative thing 💀

AND VASSAGO ACTUALLY SPEAKING FULL SPANISH SENTENCES ON SCREEN WITHOUT UNNECESSARY SUBTITLES TRANSLATING HIM??? HOLY CRAP?? ITS A SMALL VICTORY BUT IM TAKING IT!!

Hey so what the hell

THIS MAN GOT HIS EYE FREAKING EXPLODED AND HE COMES OUT OF IT WITH THAT??? THATS IT?!? THATS BARELY EVEN VISIBLE WHAT THE HELL??

HIS EYESIGHT IN THAT EYE SHOULD BE AT THE VERY LEAST WEAKENED IF NOT COMPLETELY BLINDED, AND AT LEAST SOME OF HIS FACE SHOULD BE FREAKING MELTED OR CLEARLY BURNED. VIV, MAYBE TAKE SOME NOTES FROM QUEEN SCARLET FROM WINGS OF FIRE, BECAUSE EVEN THAT KIDS BOOK SERIES SHOWED HER FACE MELTED AFTER INJURY

Ughhh sorry, that one just really infuriated me :(

Ok this one might get a bit headcanon-ish since I selfship with Bee, but they mischaracterized the living hell out of her 😭

No surprise she tries to defend Blitz of course, as far as she can see that’s the father of Loona. But here’s my thing: WHY DOES SHE NOT EVEN TRY TO DEFEND LOONA??? HER BOYFRIEND’S LIKELY BEST FRIEND AND HER SELF DESCRIBED “FAVORITE PERSON”?? UGHHHHH SHE WOULD NOT DO THAT. NUH UH, SHE’S FIESTY AND WOULDNT HESITATE TO DEFEND OR SAVE SOMEONE OF HER OWN, MARGINALIZED KIND. I MEAN SHE LITERALLY INSULTED AND THREW A PENIS-POPSICLE AT MAMMON IN FRONT OF ALL THE OTHER SINS, AND SHE CLEARLY DOESNT THINK TWICE ABOUT IT. DEAR FREAKING GOD SHE WOULD DO SOMETHING-

In short, Bee would not freaking do this. Continue.

We haven’t got to this part of the ep yet so I’ll talk about it more later, BUT THEY ACTUALLY HAVE GONE BACK TO THE WHOLE CLASSISM DISCUSSION!!! FINALLY!!! Satan calls Blitz an “Imp bastard” that they can just kill and not care about, and nearly everyone agrees. With Stolas later however, that is NOT the case. I hate the classism but I love the discussion of why is so screwed up. Beautiful.

Ozzie looking up from his phone was freaking heartbreaking as well. He clearly cares about Fizz to a straight up unhealthy degree and would do anything for him (Codependency), but he knows he can’t do anything here. I think the same goes for Bee at this point, earlier she could’ve stood up and fought but now any bite-back would get her head cut off, especially considering how she is likely viewed for dating a hellhound and how Ozzie is viewed for dating an Imp.

AND BLITZ’S SPEECH?!? IM SORRY BUT IVE GOTTA RECORD THIS ONE ITS JUST TOO PERFECT, THIS IS WHAG THE SHOW SHOULDVE BEEN ABOUT AND THE PATH IT FOLLOWED.

(Ignore my friend yapping about TADC in the discord group 😭)

THIS IS ACTUALLY BEAUTIFUL. AND YKNOW WHAT THIS SHOULDVE BEEN? THE FINALE. THE END. THERE SHOULDVE BEEN NO STOLAS TO SAVE HIM. WHY, JUST WHY COULDNT THIS SHOW HAVE BEEN ABOUT MISSIONS WITH SLOWLY MORE DRAMA AND EVENTUALLY THIS, AND SINCE BLITZ HAS NO RELATIONS WITH THE POWERFUL… he just dies. It would show that, in a society so royally screwed up by this level of classism, they wouldn’t have cared. Our main guy is just some random Imp to them. Blitz never supported the rich, and for that, he died. Now THAT would’ve been a dark yet amazing commentary. But this is Viv so that’ll never happen 😭

Also this is nitpicky but the ass joke with Stolas is just so tonally dissonant, like this is a very serious and celebratory moment that shouldn’t have a stupid joke in it…

ALSO GOD DAMN IT NO NO NO MORE STOLITZZZ 😭

I am never, ever getting over the fact the actually successfully made an “in the only way I know how to… SONG” joke, it’s freaking amazing

Anyway, not going super in depth in this song but STOLITZ DOES NOT DESERVE THIS BOP OMGGG GIVE THIS TO ANOTHER SHIP PLEASE 😭

and of course Stolas called Blitz a worm and a bunch of other derogatory stuff as per usual, sureee you don’t look down on him bucko :/

GANG. WE WON. I DONT CARE IF STELLA GAVE AN EVIL SMILE AFTER THIS, THIS IS THE SWEETEST MOMENT IN THE SHOW. I KNOW STELLA WILL BE A BETTER MOTHER THAN STOLAS, AND I HOPE THE SHOW PORTRAYS HER AS ONE. ALL I KNOW IS THAT STELLA DOES CARE FOR OCTAVIA, BUT LET HER HATRED OF STOLAS GET IN THE WAY OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP. Now that there’s no Stolas… they can have an actually good life. Now Viv, you know you screwed up when your “bad ending” over here is actually the best possible outcome.

OK NOW UH

“You’re demon royalty!! Soooo your life has actual worth!”

THE CLASSISM HOLY HELL, I NEED MORE OF THIS. THIS!! THE THING THE SHOW WAS ACTUALLY MEANT TO COMMENTATE ON!!! HELL DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANYONE WHO IS NOT ROYAL, NO MATTER HOW SUCCESSFUL THEY ARE. THEY SEE THEM AS PAWNS FOR THE ROYALTY AND HIGHER UPS TO USE.

THIS PUNISHMENT FOR STOLAS WAS ACTUALLY THE BEST WE COULDVE EVER GOTTEN. BECAUSE HE FREAKING DESERVES IT. HE ABUSED THE LOWER CLASS (Blitz) FOR HIS OWN GAIN TO THE POINT OF CHEATING ON HIS OWN WIFE AND NEGLECTING HIS DAUGHTER, PLUS IGNORING EVERY ASPECT OF HIS LIFE EXCEPT HIS LITTLE PAWN TO ABUSE. AND NOW HIS IS THE PAWN, NOW HE HAS TO SEE THE CLASSISM IN ACTION. HELL. YES. Albeit I wish Blitz would throw him out on the street to freaking die but oh well, Viv needs her stupid Stolitz :/

AND THIS. YALL DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW SATISFYING THIS WAS. Blitz managed to fight against classism in a court and show so much support for Impkind, something he should be celebrated for. And Stolas abused said impkind, so should be hated on. Simple as that. Finally the god dang tables have turned and I could not be more pleased.

And even though I’m not a fan of Loona still loving Blitz so deeply despite all the crap he puts her and the others through, I loved seeing Stolas look so horrified. It’s almost like he’s realizing his daughter never freaking says that. It’s almost like he’s realizing he was a god awful father. Took ya long enough.

ALSO I SAW A TEXT ON BLITZ’S PHONE ASKING IF HE ONLY HIRES IMPS??? I THINK HE MIGHT ACTUALLY BE CHALLENGING THE CLASS SYSTEM HERE AND BRINGING DOWN THE HIERARCHY A BIT!!! THE CLASSISM COMMENTARY MIGHT ACTUALLY BE PERMANENTLY BACK HOLY CRAP!!!

I’m not even gonna talk about the Stolitz at the end 💀

But Blitz deserves those fireworks!!! He’s not perfect by any means and his previous abusive actions toward his crew should NOT BE EXCUSED, but what he did here is amazing and should be celebrated. Love to see it

Overall rating: 9/10!!

Pros: Classism commentary, Stella gets custody of Octavia and Andrelphus gets Stolas’ position, Stolas gets what he deserves, Satan has an epic design. Also some higher quality animation!

Cons: Stolitz, Moxxie abuse played for laughs, mischaracterization of Bee

[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

How about this? Headcanons for Loona and Octavia (separate) with a nerdy!male!reader??

Idk, but when I was thinking of this I thought of him just being Milo thatch from Atlantis: The Lost Empire if he was an imp (and maybe looking like him with a human disguise).

"My Geek" ; Loona, Octavia Ars Goetia

AN: I have never seen ATLA, so I hope I did this okay for you!!

Loona would tease you. Brutally, in fact. But she does it all out of love. She just doesn't really know how to show people that she cares about them, so she resorts to teasing to hide the fact that she does. She doesn't want to seem vulnerable, after all. Look where that's gotten her in the past.

With that said, that doesn't mean she lets anybody else makes fun of you. No, only SHE'S allowed to do that. Girlfriend privileges, she calls them. Even before you're actually dating.

But the second someone else tries? Ohhhh dear, be prepared for tears. And not hers (or yours).

"Don't be such a prick when he manages to pull hot bitches with his nerdiness, and you're going to die a loser virgin."

She'd of course comfort you afterwards, in her own Loona way. Telling you how that person was a loser, anyway. How they didn't understand your "weird, shitty hobbies", but that that only made them a little bitch.

Loona will act like she doesn't care about what you're suggesting to her, but in reality... well, her Mammazon cart is full of her gift ideas for you for special occasions. Comic books, manga, movies, costumes, you name it.

And y'know what? She'll never tell you that she actually paid attention to what you told her.

"Here. A random shut-up gift."

That's code for "I've been listening a lot, actually, and I know these are things you like, so I wanted to get you something that lets you know I paid attention", by the way.

Honestly, I feel like she'd prefer a nerdy S/O for a guy, though?? Someone she can be playful and fun with without having to maintain her stone-cold persona.

Now your human disguise... oh boy.

You saw how she was with Vortex? Yeah, well, with you, you can basically amplify that by ten.

Basically heart eyes lmao.

Don't worry, she eventually starts acting more normal around you in that form once she begins associating it back to you, her loving boyfriend.

She'd still have those momentary slip-ups where she says something she normally wouldn't, though, although they're much more welcome when you're actually her boyfriend.

"Uh... Loona? You okay?"

"You're hot... I mean, uh- Y'know, literally. Cuz it's... a hot day out."

Girl is down bad.

Honestly? Octavia seems pretty nerdy, too. Probably has a secret comic book hobby. So she doesn't see anything wrong with your hobbies. She even finds them endearing.

Likes to hear your little hot takes, whether or not she really agrees with them. It opens the floor for some productive discussion and banter.

"Oh yeah? And what happens if I do something like this?"

And she proceeds to either do it, if it's a physical thing she can do, or explain the idea, eager to hear your take on it or if it's something you'd suggest in that scenario.

Due to that, she really isn't hard to make conversation with at all, since she can relate pretty well to your more geeky interests, and even be persuaded to get into the same fandoms. Or have fandom battles, like Marvel vs. D.C..

She'll always side with D.C., though.

And of course, she'll happily come with you to those types of movies, since she usually really enjoys them, herself.

She's more of a music nerd, though, and she'll definitely try to get you to listen to some of her favorite artists. The music is pretty angsty, but it's not bad, either. And you love her, so you bear with it for her.

Definitely the type to take you to one of those geek stores for your birthday and just let you pick whatever you want.

Girl comes from money, and she knows how to spend it. :)

"S/O? What about this one? It's got that thing you like on it."

As she's proudly showing you a T-shirt of a character you mentioned liking, excitedly looking around for her own things, as well.

Always a fun couple experience.

Oh, also, Stella HATES you, but that's probably to be expected. Not that Octavia really cares for her absentee mother's approval.

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Polyship Week - Blitzo/Stolas/Lucifer (Day 5):

Relationship Anarchy/"You're burning up!"/Arranged Marriage/Only One Bed

"Why the fuck do you guys get to go but we can't?!"

"Dad calm down. I don't like it either but you're a human and I'm an angel. We can't just go to Hell whenever we want. Our bodies probably wouldn't be able to handle it." Vaggie set a hand on her father's shoulder to try and calm him down.

"You think I wanna go?"

Messing with their bowtie, Lucifer couldn't help but feel anxious. This was only the second time that they would be seeing their father. The last time had been when they had accidently time traveled into Hell.

The only reason Lucifer had agreed to go was so that Charlie could meet her grandfather and see the unexpected beauty of Hell like they had.

"You can share my room, Charlie."

"Aww~ thank you, Via."

"Oh, oh! Me too! Me too!"

Watching the little girl jump around excitedly, Octavia picked her up with a laugh. "Sure Niffty. You too."

"Girl's night sleepover!"

"Yay!"

"What?! Why does she get to go?!"

"Did you forget that my dear Niffty is half demon?" Taking his little girl, Alastor set her on his head where she usually sat. "Besides, I doubt that you could handle her while I'm gone."

"Can we just get this over with?"

"Come on, Luci darling. At least pretend to be excited. How about showing us that beautiful smile?"

~

"Are you sure this is the room we're supposed to be in?"

"Of course, darling. This is your room after all. Hence the one bed."

Watching the two talk and unpack their bags, Alastor could feel his annoyance growing. This wouldn't be an issue if Stolas stayed in his own room or if Alastor's room hadn't been destroyed by that imbecile Vox in his absence. At least he could take out his frustrations on him later.

"Alastor. Are you going to unpack as well?"

"Uh... Stolas. Alastor isn't going to be all that keen on sharing a bed with the both of us. He isn't that big on touch."

"Oh. Oh dear. What should we do?"

Sighing, Alastor couldn't find it in him to stay upset at the situation. It wasn't their fault. Besides, they could still make this work.

"As long as you do not touch me Stolas, I shall be alright."

"Yay! I get to be in the middle!"

Laughing at his goofy and adorable partner, Stolas guided them to the bathroom with him so that Alastor could have some privacy to get ready for bed.

"Let us get changed so we can turn in for the night."

~

Flopping down in the middle of the bed, Lucifer had to admit that this visit wasn't as bad as they had been dreading. Especially since now, they were gonna be sleeping next to Alastor. It was a rare occasion since he didn't want anyone besides, Lucifer, Niffty, or Adam to touch him while he slept.

As Stolas settled in next to them, they tossed his book away. Lucifer knew that he would stay up all night reading if no one stopped him. Plus, they were feeling a little selfish tonight...

"Could you not throw my book please?" Amused by his partner's childish behavior, Stolas positioned them, so they were laying on their sides with his arms around them. "Better?"

"Much. Now we just need Alastor and we can go to sleep."

"I am just setting up my radio. Or are you going to throw that as well?"

"Oh, ha ha. Hurry up~"

"So demanding. Do not worry your highness I have finished."

Smooth and relaxing jazz music filled the room as Alastor got settled besides Lucifer on their other side. Hooking one of his fingers with Lucifer's, Alastor thought that he could get used to this sort of arrangement.

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[blakeromanissuperior]

I'll Look Your Way- (Stolas x Blitz)

Warning: fluff, slight tickling (for like a second or two), baby talk, strong language, and a little angst in the beginning

Note: please enjoy, I hope this heals the pain that the new episode brought. This is taking place a day or two after the fight with Blitz and Stolas.

It has been a couple of days since Stolas and Blitz split contact, and it hasn't been easy on either of them. Blitz is laying on the couch crying as he looks at all the old selfies he took with the owl, he wishes he could fix this. Suddenly Loona's door opens and she steps out "hey Blitz, Tex invited me to another party. I'm going out" she waited a few seconds but no response, she raised an eyebrow and got a little angry. "Blitz are you deaf, damn you are so insufferable sometimes!" Again no response, that's when Loona walked around to the couch and ripped the blanket off her adopted father. "Blitz I swear you are so fu-" she pauses when she sees her adopted dad looking up at her with tears pouring down his face. The hellhounds ears lowered when she saw the imp, she knew something bad happened because Blitz doesn't cry much. "I'm sorry loonie.... You shouldn't s-see me like t-this.." The imp stuttered out, which made his adopted daughters heart break. She sat down and pulled the smaller demon into a hug "dad..... What happened?" She asked hoping maybe he'd open up to her, he clearly wasn't fine and she wouldn't take a bull shit excuse. Blitz sighed and explained "Stolas gave me this Cristal but I can't see him or hear his voice anymore, I really screwed up Lonnie. I was so blind and only thought he wanted me for sex, when he really just wants me to look his way." Blitz choked on his tears and hugged onto his adopted daughter tightly, Loona didn't want her dad to hurt. "Well I can drop you off at his castle on my way to the party, do you want me to do that dad?" Lonna asked softly, she watched as blitz nodded into her shoulder. "Thanks Lonnie, I love you so much." Blitz mumbled which made Loona chuckle "I love you too dad, now come on I'll help you pick out an outfit!"

Stolas sat in the living room with his make up ruined from the nights of crying, hell he still is crying. He's listening to every voice mail or voice message him and blitz had sent to each other, he missed him dearly. He didn't hear the front door to the palace open and poured another glass of wine, he thought he could drink to forget. But the drinking only makes the memories stronger, but he kept doing it because he felt something other then numb. No matter how many happy pills he takes it doesn't work, he's lost and hurt from breaking the string that connected him and the imp. Eventually the sadness turns to anger, he yells and throws the wine glass at the wall. "Damn it, stop letting your feelings get to you Stolas!" The British owl prince put his hands over his face and leaned over, tears that are much warming then he's ever felt running down his face and soaking his hands. That's until his breath hitched at a voice that he loved so dearly, a voice he knew was one that he would always have, one that made him know he'd be okay. "Dad..... Why are you crying?" His daughter Octavia asked as she walks over with her bag from the weekend at her mothers, Stolas tried to give a dumb excuse. "Oh hello my owlet, don't worry darling I'm just stressed out from my work!" He wiped his tears and reassured his daughter, suddenly an idea popped into his head. "My dear, we should watch a movie and you can pick which!" He smiled softly, Octavia's eyes lit up and the angsty teen practicality jumped into her dad's arms. "I'd love to, can it be a scary movie?!" She asked wiggling her fingers towards her dad, he giggled and patted his daughters head. "Sure darling, whichever you want!"

Blitz looked in the mirror and smiled "wow hunny you really know how to rock, I love this outfit!" The imp was checking himself out, which is normal "damn I really do look hot!" That comment made Lonna laugh to, her and her dad are ready for their nights. They left the apartment and went to the car, Blitz is driving though because he's overprotective. They drive through pentagram city and talked about whatever, until they reached Loona's stop. "You be safe now Loonie, don't get to messed up please!" He said rubbing her head, she gritted her teeth with a growl. "Yes I know dad, I'll be fine. Go make things right with that clingy, rich, asshole plaything of yours." She groaned and got out of car to go into the party, Blitz sighed and prayed it wouldn't go bad. He waved goodbye to his daughter and started driving to the palace, he made sure to give himself a pep talk. "Okay Blitz you got this, can't fuck this up now. Go tell him how you feel, you got this!" He mumbled as he got closer to the palace, when he arrived he felt his heart stop. He stayed in the car for a couple minutes trying to figure out how to apologize, then he got out and knocked on the door.

Stolas cocked his head at the movie his daughter put on. "So he puts people in traps so they'll have another chance at life?" He asked with a little bit of a surprise in his tone, Octavia nodded and muched on her popcorn. "Yeah exactly!" She smiled but that was short lived when a knock on the door came, stolas sighed and paused the tv. "Hold on my owlet, someone needs me." He ruffled her hair before going to answer the door, and he finds Blitz on the other side. "Stolas please just listen to me, I'm sorry. I want you I really do, I was so blind I thought you only liked the sex and us being friends with benefits. I really do love you and I'm sorry, please let me look your way..... I will look your way." The imp cried and hoped the owl would forgive him for not seeing it sooner, instead Stolas picked him up and hugged him close. "Oh Blitzy that's all I've wanted to hear from you, I'm so happy you feel the way I do. I'll take care of you forever, I promise!" He wiped the imps tears and smiled he deeply loves this boy with all his heart, even if he's lower class. Stolas giggled and gave Blitz bird kisses on his face and neck, the imp giggled and pushed at the Royal owl who's he's longed to love. "Stolas hey quit it!" He laughed and so did his new lover, Stolas smiled softly at the imp. "My daughter is making me watch some movie called saw, wanna join?" He asked and Blitz nodded excitedly, he's always loved horror movies. "Of course, I love the Saw movies!" He smiled and Stolas carried him in gently, he sat down with Octavia. "Blitz is joining us Octavia, we are together now." The owl smiled at his daughter and Octavia smiled to, she didn't mind Blitz that much. "Okay dad's congratulations, I'm proud of you!" She smiled and Blitz face lit up, the imp hugged onto Stolas arm and giggled. "She called us dad's!" Which made stolas giggle at how excited Blitz was, he wiggled his fingers over the imps stomach, which definitely got him to let go. Stolas and Octavia laughed at Blitz and the way he made a dying Segal sound, Blitz giggled and climbed on to Stolas lap and jumped as Stolas moved his hands near him. "Hey watch it!" He yelped but calmed down when Stolas wrapped him in a little hug, he gave Blitz a kiss on the cheek. "Darling relax I'm not gonna do that again, besides a movie as a little family is better then anything else." The prince smiled and turned his attention to the tv along with the rest of them. He was happy he had his imp, he was happy he looked his way after all these years of begging.

[ahoppingmagician]

Stolitz Rant

Now before I shit on the ship and Stolas' whole character, I have to give Spindle Horse some praise. Seeing Blitzo go off on Stolas was like eating your gran's food, comforting, something that you waited for, and fulfilling. Blitzo pleading like a desperate animal for the book was actually very potent, I won't get too much into my life but I have done things similar for people in my past to stay even though it was a dysfunction mess.

Alright that's my little hat's off to you Viv. Now let's get to my problem with this ship.

Unhealthy in a Bad Way

It's unhealthy. Now that inherently isn't the bad thing, now before you judge me too hard, I'll explain. If a pairing is presented as toxic that's not my issue but rather how it is handled. Stolitz isn't really presented by the show's narrative to be a horrible mess that should of died as soon as the two grew apart in their adult life. Instead it is presented like a us verses them. Romeo and Juliet type of romance. Now it doesn't really work that way because of everything that one side has done.

Stolas Sucks

I hate this fucking rich bird man, he was such good villian potential, until someone named Vivziepop got to attached to him, and tried to change the story for him to be a hopeless romantic who has a tragic home life, a damsel in distress who needs his knight in shiny armor to save him, instead of what he is a creepy rich man taking advantage of someone, and is definitely just seeing Blitzo as a toy in every since of the word.

If Stolas wants Blitzo to fuck him then it's fine because HE wants it. If HE decided that his daughter needs to be around someone who has ruined her family then she will because Stolas wants it, not even bothering to ask the man in question if he's comfortable with that arrangement. Blitzo doesn't like how he treats him, doesn't matter because Stolas likes it. HE doesn't want Blitzo to have the book anymore and Blitzo will just blindly accept it because that's what Stolas wants. This man with a child acts like a whiny little baby because the man who he has harassed, stalked, coerced into having sex with him, and treats like some kind of exotic pet, doesn't trust him when he gives him the stupid crystals because it goes against want HE wants to happen.

All of that was to point out how self serving this dumbass is.If Stolas wants it to go that way it just will because he deserves it after having an abusive wife. Now abuse is a serious subject, but it's clear as day that Stella was made to be abusive to make Stolas seem understandable. Also doesn't help that the story neglects to inform you that Stolas and Stella had Octavia at 19 and were both victims of the higher class by being forced into this marriage at like 16.

My Big Problem

Now I'll get into the whole contract to sex thing and how morally backrupt he is. This rich man knew how vital that book was for his obsession's business, to the point that he was literally stealing it from him on his birthday. Now like a reasonable man he kicked him out and never made any terrible decision ever, sadly no he fucked him and really liked it. So sometime later the bird man was in his bathtub and called his side piece, while Blitzo is in obvious distress he gives him an offer and won't shut up till he verbally agrees, which the imp did. Now what part of this is romantic? Or even sexy in a taboo way. Like what in the Wattpad is this arrangement. This feels like a ripoff of a book that just shows a toxic relationship like it's suppose to be good, Fifty Shades of Gray. A similar dynamic to our two men here weirdly enough. Which originally was a fanfiction. Now my dear reader like I said a toxic relationship in media isn't inherently bad, but if it is written badly then we have a problem. Why? you may ask me. Simple early teens watch this show, edgy kids watch this show. I personally think kids are fucking radical little guys, but they are also easily influenced. A show that paints this unhealthy relationship as good and worth all the fighting, that it is worth all the heartbreak and trauma because one day it might get better, key word might. For some viewers maybe it was their first gay relationship they were exposed to. This could shift the way they look at LGBT+ relationships as more taboo or sexy instead of it being just another relationship.

Now I'll wrap this rant up, next will be M&M relationship a d how I think it has some accidental toxic underlining, hopefully I can also get my solutions to this and M&M out today aswell.

As always you look fabulous, I'll eat your least favourite organ if you don't say something nice to yourself today. If your having a not getting out of bed day, it's alright the world is scary and you can try again tomorrow.

[hayffiebird]

Taste of Strawberries, chap. 52

Hayffie Post-Mockingjay Multi-chapter, Rated M

Four years have passed since the end of the war when Effie returns in to Haymitch’s life once again. An old friendship is renewed. Will it lead to something more?

Meanwhile Panem has entered a new era. The rebellion’s over, the borders are open but in the shadows, anger and mistrust are smoldering. Something that will affect Haymitch and Effie’s life in a way they never saw coming. READ MORE.

Chapter 52, Whispered sweet nothings

“Octavia, Flavius and Venia thinks we’re a couple of idiots for not having sex all this time.”

Effie burrowed into the blankets of her soft, warm bed. So grateful she needn’t be out there. In the cold and dark.

“Yeah, well”, Haymitch muttered over the phone. “That makes four of us.”

“You really miss it that much?”

“Every day. It’s the only way to stay fuckin’ warm this time of year.”

“True”, sighed Effie, glancing out the window. “You can hardly see the moon anymore.”

But logs crackled on Haymitch’s hearth too. The sound comforted her. He always built up a fire before joining them on the screen. “So you won’t piss and moan the whole time”, he said and he was right. She could not concentrate for even a second if his house was cold and dank. Didn’t matter if she wasn’t there to feel it. Knowing was enough.

But now he was toasty warm. And so was she. Not from the same fire or the same bed or even the same house, but still. That and Haymitch’s steady voice in her ear, painted her cheeks red.

“You flush at the drop of a hat, sweetheart”, Haymitch once teased her. This was before the children were born, or conceived. “It’s hella fascinatin”, he said as he pulled off his final sock and climbed into bed with her. “All I need to do is this”, and he gave her cheek a light pinch. He chuckled by how fast blood rose to the surface. The silent giggles tickled her when he nuzzled her cheek. Nuzzled and kissed it. Followed, of course, by a quick lick. “Yum!”

“Eew!” Effie made a show of wiping her cheek, but she was laughing too. “What are you, a vampire?”

“Well, I’ll suck you hard if you ask nicely? At least we know you’re human, and not a shark or a robot or something.”

“Oh, you ever doubted it?”

“Well …”

“You silly man … come here.” And she pulled him in for a kiss. A proper one, on the lips this time. “Let me show you just how warm-blooded I really am.”

“We were great in bed, weren’t we?” Effie spoke into the phone, an odd sense of longing in her voice. I just wish it lasted longer than a few short months, she thought but didn’t say.

Haymitch snorted.

“You were great maybe. I was passable at best.”

“Flavius wants details, you know”, Effie said, suppressing a smile. “About your love-making skills. He asked me to rate you.”

“And? Watcha tell him?”

“Nothing!” Effie laughed. “What? You want a rave?”

“Well, one star’s better than zero, right? A solid two’s gonna need some references. On the dating profile, I mean.”

Effie rolled her eyes.

“You’re not getting one and you’re no two. I’d never sleep with a two, don’t insult me! If you were bad in bed, Haymitch my dear, we would never have happened. I would have stopped you mid-act, no matter how much you begged me. I don’t do pity sex.”

“Bed? What bed? There was no bed involved the first time we fucked.”

”I know!” Effie groaned and covered her eyes with her free hand. “God … I still can’t believe we got away with that one. It was so inappropriate! And what we did at the Hob … ugh!”

“I don’t remember you complaining”, said Haymitch, amused.

“I’m obviously talking about Katniss and Peeta! We scarred them for life! No one wants to watch their sort of parents have sex!”

“Well, if it makes you feel better, they’ve already gotten back at me the same way. Ten times more naked. Fuck, that’ll teach a man how to knock, right?”

“Just for the record” Effie went on. ”You and me … we wouldn’t have gone all the way in that tiny restroom.”

“You told me to fuck ya.”

“I told you to sleep with me and still … Remember, I wasn’t on birth control at the time …”

“I didn’t know that.”

“But I did! And with all those people out there … no, no, absolutely not! We would have seen reason in time, even if they hadn’t barged in on us.”

“Wanna put some money on it, sweetheart?”

“Well, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.”

“Lack of birth control didn’t stop ya out in those woods now, did it?”

“Don’t remind me. Please.”

“Yeah”, said Haymitch and scratched his beard, “given our crappy track record, I’m surprised we don’t have more than two kids. But it wouldn’t be the first time you did something risky, eh? Didn’t you like, loose your virginity to the chimneysweep on a roof?”

“He was the chimneysweep’s son”, Effie corrected him, “and so what if I did?”

“Well … imagine if Katniss and Peeta knew that lil’ piece of info about their prim and proper escort?”

Effie sucked in a breath.

“Don’t you dare, Abernathy! If you tell them that, I’ll tell them how much you love being the little spoon!”

“I’d say they already suspect it, sweetheart. Well … not Katniss. She’s probably not yet figured out that I like ya.”

“Oooh”, Effie said, “so you like me now, huh?”

“Course I do, stupid. I’m old fashioned like that. Rule number one: Never fuck someone you hate. Rule number two: Never get someone you hate, pregnant either.”

“What does that even mean?” Effie rolled her eyes and yet she grinned. “Am I supposed to feel … what? Special? Flattered? Honored that you chose me as the sacred vessel for your offspring? That you wouldn’t go bareback with just anybody?”

“Well, I wouldn’t use the word ‘chose’ but … yeah, I’d say that’s pretty accurate.”

“You are so ridiculous, do you know that?” And she was ridiculous too, for feeling a fleeting, pleasant little pinch in the pit of her tummy. “Well, at least I was a ten out of ten in those woods, right? Remember the last time we made love?” She chuckled. “My hair all disheveled. Ruddy. Sweaty. Belly out to here …”

“You were the most beautiful thing I ever saw.”

His words, the sudden seriousness behind them, startled the smile right off Effie’s face.

“Oh …”

“I know you didn’t feel it”, he went on, “but you were so gorgeous. You’re always gorgeous.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

A long pause.

Effie’s eyes drifted to the nightstand. Beyond Octavia’s hairpins. The flickering candle. She plucked the framed photo with a small sigh. Gazed at their three faces.

She remembered that day. District 12. A clear and sunny morning, right after breakfast. Haymitch sat curled up in an armchair with Amy and Ian, reading them one of their favorite books. The twins couldn’t be more than five or six months old. Still dressed in their pyjamas they cuddled up to daddy who wore a fresh undershirt for once and the same washed-out sweatpants he always slept in.

Getting good pictures of Haymitch was a pain. He almost always scowled as soon as there was a camera around. And he wasn’t exactly the kind of guy you could sneak up on.

But this one turned out quite nicely. A glint of sun in his hair. A calm in his gray eyes, trained on the words on the page. She even caught him with a hint of a smile.

Maybe he realized she needed some memories to hold on to. Shrivels of normalcy, if you will. Something sorely lacking in their family.

Watching photos like this, she could almost pretend the four of them lead an ordinary life. One never fractured by the Games. Just a regular, normal, uneventful life that didn’t drive you to drink.

“Where did you go, sweetheart?” asked Haymitch softly.

“Oh …” Fresh tears pooled in Effie’s eyes, but for a completely different reason this time. She brushed her thumb against Haymitch’s cheek in the picture and returned the framed photo to the nightstand. “I just … really miss you. I slept so much better with you in my bed.”

“Yeah … I miss you too, sweetheart”, Haymitch said. “Well, not the elbowing and kicking and flailing all around. That I can do without. Fuck … can’t believe I still managed to father two children, what with you sucker punching me in the balls all the time. But I guess your eggs are just as single-minded as the rest of ya. My swimmers didn’t stand a chance, huddled together in a corner. Trembling.”

An obvious set up. A gesture toward the safer ground of teasing.

And she should take it. She wanted to. Wanted to want it.

But the tears tilted down her temples all the same, as more memories floated into her mind. Fragile, delicate, warm ones. Just like those paper lanterns she lit as a child on New Year’s. “Sky candles” mother called them. Here one moment, gone the next. Blinking stars in a sky without stars.

Haymitch, by the stove. Stirring a pot of soup.

Haymitch at the bakery, tending to customers and teasing Katniss for just sitting there eating cheese buns while he did honest labor.

Haymitch in the backyard, with a plump twin seated comfortably in the crock of his elbow – sometimes Amy, sometimes Ian – while feeding the geese with his one free hand.

Haymitch on the couch, pulling her, Effie, onto his lap. His lips tracing the freckles of her arm and shoulder. Counting them out loud with kisses.

Her sweet, kind, amazing man.

Effie’s nightgown had already inched halfway up her tummy during their conversation. Now, her hand that wasn’t holding a phone, slipped inside the fabric. Moved across her skin, almost by itself, until it cupped around the swell of her breast.

She shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help it.

The pink peak hardened almost instantly. The sensation prickled her skin and it wasn’t really her touch, in was Haymitch’s.

Don’t, her brain tried to object, but that wise and sensible part of her – who cared about consequences and boundaries – only grew quieter and quieter as she moved her hand downward, in between her legs. She closed her eyes and it was gone.

Completely won over.

Effie grazed over that swollen, erect bud and she sighed in pleasure. Just one word.

“Sweetheart …”

It was very quiet on the other end.

”Eff …”, Haymitch finally spoke, voice thick with emotion. “Are you … touching yourself right now?”

Shame flooded Effie’s cheeks. Shame. Desire. Everything, all at once.

“I’m sorry”, she whispered.

This was her cue. The moment when she was supposed to remove her fingers from herself, tell him goodnight and go take a shower.

She willed it. Willed herself. Instead, she only added more pressure. Moved her fingers – Haymitch’s fingers – up and down and deeper within herself. Delicious strokes that made her shudder all over.

“Must I stop?” Her breathing was growing more and more labored. “Tell me to stop and I’ll … stop.”

Nothing. For what felt like an eternity. Nothing but his breathing on the phone.

But just as she was about to heed a wordless “stop”, another sound filled her ear. Metal against metal. A clicking noise that could only mean one thing.

An unsteady hand, struggling with the buckle of a belt.

A smile spread over Effie’s lips, but it soon melted as Haymitch’s soft groans joined hers.

“Tell me what you’re doing”, she begged.

“Reckon that’s pretty obvious, princess”, Haymitch murmured.

“Tell me anyway.”

“I’m jerkin’ off. Thinkin’ of you.”

“And what exactly would you do to me? If you had me in your bed, right now?”

“Why don’t you paint me a picture, sweetheart?”

Effie gave a low chuckle.

“Alright. I’d pull you on top of me. I would shed all your clothes … with my hands and my mouth. I would kiss you … taste you …”

“And?”

“And I … I …”

“Say it.”

Effie flashed her teeth in a smile. Covered her eyes and said,

“I’d fuck your brains out … until you didn’t know which end was up!”

It wasn’t the first time they had phone sex, but it was the most intense. And Effie, she couldn’t remember ever reaching hers that fast. Even Haymitch, who wasn’t exactly known for his endurance, had to tug on her reins.

“Hold on. Don’t come already, sweetheart. Wait for me.”

”Then hurry!” Effie whined. She stilled her hand but even then she had to pinch herself – literally pinch her good parts! – to keep from climaxing even without friction.

”The kids can’t hear us, right?” Haymitch panted.

“No, no, they’re asleep. Several doors down. As long as you don’t holler your arrival.”

Which made it ironic that when the moment came, when the building pleasure finally exploded into stars and galaxies, Effie was the one who needed to clamp a hand down lest she screamed it out, just like she did in those woods.

Her Big Bang triggered his, like so many times before. Not through curses or shouts but oh my God! How she loved those labored short-breaths finally erupting into a loud, drawn-out shameless groan when he spilled over. Just hearing how much he enjoyed himself, enjoyed himself to the full, made her head spin.

Afterward, they just lay there panting. Both in their own bed and yet never closer. Not since Eleven.

As the sweat cooled, Effie waited for the embarrassment to kick in. The self-consciousness. The remorse, for going all the way with him – again – when they weren’t even together anymore. Well … not technically.

But how could you possibly regret something when it felt so good?

Haymitch spoke up first.

“Just look at this mess …”

“What?” asked Effie, out of breath.

“My bed”, said Haymitch, disgruntled. “I haven’t nutted in like forever. The amount of cum just now … fucking ridiculous.”

“Oh, that’s hot.”

“It’s sticky, is what it is. I just changed these sheets.”

“When?”

“Two-three months ago. Give or take.”

“Eew!” Effie laughed. “Well, now you’ve got the perfect excuse to go re-do it.”

“Great. More work. Thanks, Eff.”

“Poor Haymitch.” Effie put in her best effort to contain the rest of her giggles but no one could say she did a very good job. “Next time just remember to keep a sock by the phone.”

It wasn’t until later, when she blew out the candle and lay there in the dark, alone with her thoughts, that she fully realized what she said.

Next time.

[kryptonbabe]

to a degree, if taste in art did not reflect a personality it would render the art meaningless. it's supposed to evoke a feeling. if there is nothing inside you that speaks to the art, it truly is just pure consumption and nothing beyond that.

Here are the posts about this for context. Yeah, of course one's taste in art might reflect aspects of their personality. That being said what we consider a personality is vast and multifaceted, your taste in art can reflect your fears, your desires, your past experiences (positive and negative), your views of the world - these can be intimate, or surface level. However I should say it at once: our actions and how we affect each other in real life are the only mesures by which we should be judged. To ponder over a disturbing theme is not the same as commiting a disturbing act. As Susan Sontag says in Regarding the Pain of Others: “Nobody can think and hit someone at the same time.”

Art can speak to facets of our psyches that are surface level, based on a recent experience in school you might look for a book on fishing, you never fished, you don't even intend, but your teacher talked about it in such a vivid way it spoke to you, so you borrowed a book, read it and never thought about it again. What motivated you then? Empathy for the dear teacher, a fleeting desire to experience that, a sudden curiosity?

On the other hand, art can speak deeply to us, as I felt when I first read Light in August by William Faulkner, a book dealing with parental abuse and race prejudice to a mixed race person, who was not a "good" person by the way. Still, my own past, as a mixed race person with some traumatic experiences made me really connect to the character, the book is also beautifully written despite its violence. Books like the Xenogenesis series by Octavia Butler also explore disturbing themes of violence and abuse in a graphic manner, and still, they can speak of a message that does not endorse these subjects. And I am fond of that kind of fiction, they open paths for me to understand my own traumas, intrusive thoughts and other undesirable feelings that have been part of my life for a long time. I developed coping mechanisms that take advantage of the fact that we are imperfect beings and there's acceptance in that. This is my experience however, there are no wrong ways to enjoy or appreciate art, even if those reasons are aspects of yourself that you're not proud of, a bad memory, a bad thought. According to E. H. Gombrich in his book The Story of Art:

“I do not think that there are any wrong reasons for liking a statue or a picture. Someone may like a landscape painting because it reminds him of home, or a portrait because it reminds him of a friend. There is nothing wrong with that. As long as these memories help us to enjoy what we see, we need not worry. It is only when some irrelevant memory makes us prejudiced, when we instinctively turn away from a magnificent picture of an alpine scene because we dislike climbing, that we should search our mind for the reason for the aversion which spoils a pleasure we might otherwise have had. There are wrong reasons for disliking a work of art.” The art objects he's talking about of course are not relevant, the focus is on our approach to a piece of art and how our prejudices can alter our perceptions of a given work.

I have't even touched on the matter of curiosity, the unconscious and the historical context of transgression in art - which is so interesting. We could talk about for instance if the philosophers and writers (Epicurus, Hume, Dostoievsky) who pondered about the problem of evil and wrote about it were all deranged human beings, if the researchers / teachers of literary studies who dedicated their lives to understand works of Marquis de Sade are all perverts. Why were they thinking about these things? Why would they dedicate so much time to make sense of those awful works of art. But then, why shouldn't we think about these things? They might be frightening, painful, uncomfortable aspects of life, but they are not going away any time soon. We do live in a society after all... and in that way we feel like part of its mess. We are not evil by nature like that silly Thomas Hobbes used to think, but we do have the potential for it and we often act on it, why? That is the place of science, philosophy and yes... art to answer. Until we find out, we keep trying.

So yeah, art can and will reflect characteristics of our existence, collectively and individually (as in what we can call personality), on the surface level as momentary interest or deep and emotionally, or yet as curiosity, intellectual concern, it might be instead an unconscious parts of our being (the Jungian shadow-self), who am I to pick and choose what moves others, people I don't even know and never met, towards any given art work? I don't even fully know my own self.

Sorry for the long ass answer, now let me just finish with another Susan Sontag thought, also from her book Regarding the Pain of Others: “Someone who is permanently surprised that depravity exists, who continues to feel disillusioned (even incredulous) when confronted with evidence of what humans are capable of inflicting in the way of gruesome, hands-on cruelties upon other humans, has not reached moral or psychological adulthood.”

[theophagie]

A sliiiiiightly late follow-up on this post, with some additional Andrealphus-related Ponderings. Thank you Sinsmas for delivering me juice to pair with my speculations, just like I hoped you would 🙏

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Sooo. Octavia very clearly isn't used to receiving affection from her mother but ultimately accepts it, I'll take it!!!!!!!!! It feels right, especially when coupled with the fact that she was upset about Stolas shouting at her, but not as upset as she was about him brushing her off. It's about what I expected: Stella can slither in as a guardian to Octavia because evidently things were never bad between them; unlike Stolas, she only has ground to build on...... Still heading strong in the Object Octavia direction on Stella's part, still looking forward to seeing how her backstory will come into play in regards to it

BUT IN LIGHT OF OCTAVIA HAVING AN IMPORTANCE TO STELLA (re: part 1 of linked post), regardless of whether there's an emotional angle in there albeit buried under ten thousand layers/the Goetia-branded generational trauma stifles any chance of it manifesting in a healthy manner/whatever or not.................. Hiii Andyyyyyy

Stella needs Octavia on her side because she's the living, breathing proof and embodiment of her worth. Andrealphus needs Octavia...... to try to steer her mother in the direction that's most useful to him*, to be just a momentary pawn in his ascension to power

*something that he even tried to reverse on Octavia in Sinsmas. Interesting! Coupled with the fact that he's. kind of a huge misogynist, this definitely has a certain quality to it. A very certain je ne sais quoi

Which all begs the question...

What's the long-term plan here, Andy? Because clearly he wants all of Stolas' power to himself, and well. That'll be kind of hard to achieve once Octavia is of age, and even less so when the 100 years will be up

And Octavia certainly hasn't endeared herself to dear uncle Andrealphus, so even the short-term is looking a bit grim for him, huh (and her. oh god her.........)

Plan A was to manipulate Octavia into taking his side, sure. Clearly that won't be as much of an option anymore (yes it worked in the sense that she has distanced herself from her father, but other than that......), and he had to be pushed into attacking Stolas with the intention of killing him, so evidently that part of his scheming is kind of shaky as well, but regardless... Only one person can ultimately wear the crown. Sit on the throne. What you will, so. Much To Think About. What do you want to do, Andy

One of the things to think about: Stella and Andrealphus, and what Octavia is for them. I'm not going to bet on it, but I'd love it so so so much and I'd find it so interesting if their paths of villany diverged, if Octavia becomes a point of contrast between them. An important showpiece for her mother, an hindrance to gaining power for her uncle. Stella and Andrealphus can have fun horrors together, but I want them to become opposite forces sooo bad

[nokonomi]

OCTAVIA NYRAS LORE

Octavia Nyras is a 13-year old middle school student attending Brooks Academy. Currently, she lives with her mom, since her father passed away due to cancer.

She sports a yellow shirt with a red jacket covering her body, with buttons and a collar. Some leggings, and a pair of Ug boots. She has smooth skin with sharp pupils that are brownish-orangish in color. And her hair is a lightish-darkish brown. She is usually seen carrying around a backpack that has all the necessities she needs. Tends to go more outdoors often by herself and mom.

As time grew, so did her. She cared for her family and always did everything, even if her mother told her to take a break. She wanted to make sure her family was well-cared for after her father’s recent passing.

She hangs a portrait of her father on top of her bookshelf with a plate with food, a bottle of water, and a rosary connected to the portrait of her father.

It continues to fill her with sadness that he passed away. The first few days without him we’re traumatizing for her. The way he used to hold his daughter’s hand with her brother…and they’d all go to the park for a picnic.

She remembers it. But she can’t relive it. Now that her father is gone, and her brother is still missing and nowhere to be found. Constantly blames herself because she thinks she’s responsible for not taking care of her father enough. She thinks it was her fault. So she had trouble with issues itself.

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Diary Page Entry Log #1

”Dear diary. Today, my father has unfortunately passed away. And to make things worser, I think it’s my fault. I didn’t take care of my father to nurse him back to health, I’m the one who should be saying sorry. I wasn’t watching. God, please forgive me for my sins and wash me out to Hell already…I’m such a bad daughter. I wasn’t looking out for my dad at all. And my brother has been missing for 5 years now. I don’t know where he is. And I don’t know how to feel about that.”

“Where is my brother? Will I ever find somebody that can give me love too? How can I do anything right? Will I find someone? Will I enjoy life to the fullest? I need someone to help me…Brother. I’m sorry for not watching out for you, making sure you we’re happy with who I was. Father. I am sorry for not being good enough for you…”

All that pent-up anger and trauma led up to her running away into the forest. Now where to be found. Until she found Toby. When she told him if he knew someone named Jack Nyras, Toby instantly clicked. He told her he was friends with him. And that clicked her. She asked if he could possibly get him in contact with her again since he is her brother?

Wait…Jack has a little sister? What the hell..?

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

Azazel in helluva boss

Circus episode confronting stolas

Stella: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT STOLAS?

Stolas: That was the sound of a FUCKING DIVORCED

Azazel: Stella dear how about i handle this. Stolas let's have a chat shall we?

Stolas: That won't be necessary

Azazel: No let's have a chat i insist

Stolas: When i say no i say n-

PLAKKKKK

Azazel: Now can we have a chat?

Stolas: How about in the night?

Azazel: Wonderful

A few hours later

Stella: Oh i see you Haven't preparing for the meeting with lord azazel?

Stolas: Why are you still here?

Stella: Isn't it obvious i'm here because an old friend invite me

Stolas: I try so many years to make things comfortable but it wasn't enough the only reason i endure you're insult and cr-

Stella: You don't think i try do you? I try to make the best of it but you ruin it

Stolas: I will feel bad for what happen but it never happ-

Azazel: Enough stolas stop your whining. You always suffer but never stella and everything is all about you. You cheated on her infront of her friend, you always bring Blitz when your daughter right there infront of you needing you

Stolas: Azazel i didn't mean t-

Azazel: No more excuses. Stolas you make Stella miserable you make Octavia miserable you make blitz miserable. Are you gonna keep doing that? Just because you are miserable doesn't give you the right to make others miserable!

Stella: What do you think the rest of other goetia think an-

Stolas: I don't care what your arrogant broth-

Azazel: What about paimon? Won't your brother dissapointed looking at you. Stolas you are complete hypocrite you are also arrogant. What do you think Will happen if lucifer and satan find out huh? You are very pathetic you know that. When there's war you choose not to fight despite you are capable of doing that while i have to fight my ass off fighting those angel. You are nowhere to be found being coward blame everyone but yourself. Stella let's goi make sure you get compensation

Stella: Thank you my old friend

Azazel: Another thing please leave blitz alone his not your prince or knight in shining armor. He just doing his job ok

Preach azazeal

[captainatarime]

"Guess who...?" (1/2)

After facing numerous challenges on the castle floors, learning how to use the chips and how they worked, Mayra and Octavia managed to reach the last floor of the castle, the 10th floor.

It had been a long road, but they were finally there, even though for the moment, everything was fine, Mayra kept feeling a bad feeling about the 10th floor, was there a way to recover Eight's memories? maybe on the next floor they would have the answers

"Okay... Here we are Eight, the 10th floor, are you prepared for whatever is there?" Mayra said

Octavia nodded her head, she felt a little nervous, but she was determined to go in with Mayra, they were at the end, they couldn't give up now, and maybe... just maybe... she would find information about her past...

"Alright." Mayra said determined "then I will open the door"

[Entering... Control Room 1]

As soon as the doors opened, they both noticed that the room was full of black ink, at the back of the huge room, someone could be seen in the distance, looking at a huge window with constellations of stars, they didn't seem to realize that someone was there.

"Hey... I can see someone in the distance!" Mayra said "I still have a bad feeling... should we get closer? Maybe they can help us escape from here!"

While they were going down, Mayra began to notice something strange about that person, once Octavia arrived to the floor, she slowly began to approach the person. Mayra stopped for a moment and realized who she was

"Wait a minute...! Is that!?" Mayra said, she tried to stop Octavia from getting closer but it was too late, the person had already realized that the presence of Octavia and Mayra

"Octavia...? Is that you...?" the person turned around to see Octavia

"I-is it... really you? oh cod! you are alive! its been so long since the last time I saw you! come here!"

Octavia, very terrified, stepped back a little when she saw who was talking to her

"Octavia? what's wrong? Why are you staying away from me? Are you afraid of me or something? Is this how you're going to greet your dear girlfriend after so many years without seeing each other? Come on! It's me! Come and give me a hug!"

"ATARIME!?" Mayra said as she went to where Octavia was "Oh my god! What happened to you!? You're covered in black ink! We've been looking for you for weeks! Are you okay!?"

"Good? Of course I'm good! Better than ever!" Atarime said happily "Why do you ask?"

"What? Um... listen... you don't... um..." Mayra said a little scared "it doesn't matter! we're coming to rescue you! come with us and we'll find a way to escape from this place!"

"E... Escape...? Oh, no... of course not! I don't want to leave here! Why would I want to leave here? This is my home now! It's a wonderful place! When I finish fixing it up completely, everything will be perfect! just like it used to be before!" Atarime exclaimed "And you can stay here with me!!! we can all be happy here!!! hahahaha!!!"

"Staying here!? Atarime, are you crazy!? This place is very dangerous! We can't stay here and neither can you-!"

Atarime changed her happy expression to a very upset one, she quickly launched a sudden attack towards Mayra using black ink, this caused Mayra to crash into the floor and her screen to crack a little

"You know, I don't like being contradicted. I wasn't asking you if they wanted to stay. You. two. are. going. to. stay. here." Atarime said annoyed "Now, where was I? oh yes! Octavia! you haven't said anything since you arrived! you look so different since the last time I saw you! and so confused! is everything okay, darling? you know you can tell me tell everything, right?"

"U-um..." Octavia didn't know what to say, she was very scared and she was afraid that whatever she was going to say would make her angry and that she would attack her like she did with Mayra, Atarime was too powerful to try to attack her. Oh cod, what should I do? run away? attack?

"I-i'm... s-sorry... i... i don't... know who... y-you ar-"

Atarime interrupted her, slowly approaching Octavia "Octavia... you now who am I right? Its me! Atarime! your girlfriend! and you are Octavia Takowasa! Do you have amnesia agai-? Wait a minute... That device...! She... Tartar...! She did that to you right!? She made you forget about me!?" Atarime said angry

"Now. Now. That's not a problem that can't be solved. I'll just take it away from you and then you can get your memories back! And then we can be together forever!" Atarime said "Now! come here!"

"EIGHT NO! R-RUN...!" Mayra screamed trying to get up "DON'T TRUST HER...! RUN!"

"DIDNT YOU LISTENED TO ME!? SHUT UP!" Atarime screamed angry, she angrily launched another attack on Mayra, but this time, Octavia stood in the way, the attack was so strong that it made Octavia fall to the floor, the device she had in her right eye was damaged a little and her prosthesis arm also received a lot of damage

"E...EIGHT!" Mayra got up and flew towards Octavia "EIGHT! ARE YOU OKAY!? G-GET UP! WE HAVE TO GO!"

"OCTAVIA! IM TALKING TO YOU!" Atarime screamed "SO!? WHAT IT WILL BE!? CHOOSE. YOU CAN JOIN ME. OR. ARE YOU GOING TO TRY TO ESCAPE FROM THIS PLACE!?"

Octavia was silent for a moment but she stood up again angrily and responded to Atarime.

"No. This... this is not right. you... you hurt my friend M... Mayra! I can't... I can't let you get away with this!" Octavia took the Octobrush from her ready to fight, Mayra also prepared to fight when she saw that they couldn't escape.

"..." Atarime looked at her, annoyed by her response "So... That's how it's going to be huh? You must be so confused... but I know that with time... you'll know that you're making a mistake, darling... I tried to be nice to you. but I see that you leave me no choice."

"SPARKLES! COME HERE!"

Behind Atarime, a huge hugefry came out of a huge puddle of black ink, it was Sparkles, who, like Atarime, had been corrupted by the black ink, now, she was much larger and more aggressive, as soon as she saw Octavia and Mayra, she got angry immediately

"Listen to me, Octavia. You didn't want to stay here and let me help you. Then we'll do it to the hard way. And once I defeat you... you will join me and finally... we will be happy together... like in the old days!" Atarime screamed "And no one... NO ONE! will separate us again!"

"LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!"

[promptingvisions]

To Build a Future Without Police and Prisons, We Have to Imagine It First

This short essay was inspiring to read. By dreaming and asking questions about what the world would be like without police, we can participate in our own abolition as people in this imagined new world.

The ideas of a “utopian world” are interesting, as she uses the aspect of science fiction and quotes Octavia E. Butler: “I find utopias ridiculous. We’re not going to have a perfect society until we get a few perfect humans, and that seems unlikely” (56). The imagined utopia is a dreamscape, something beautiful to reach toward. But in this, it is hard to imagine humans as being something other than flawed. What would we look like as perfect beings? How do we achieve this goal?

We wrote a response to the prompt in class, and I loved being able to imagine myself 50 years in the future. Here is what I wrote:

Dear Diary,

Wow, it has been a journey these last couple years. It feels like I was 22 just yesterday, but alas, I am going on 73. There were some days I didn’t think I would make it, but boy am I glad I did. It has been a beautiful and hard journey into the real world as it changed both for the good and bad. It reminds me a lot of a graph, one that goes up and down over short intervals, but over the long run, grows exponentially positive. When I was in college at Colorado State University, I took a Queer Studies class that inspired change within myself, therefore inspiring the work and change I can put into my community. I was inspired by the idea of small changes to make in my life, small impacts that I can imprint upon the world. I found this through the work of DEI as it evolved and changed within our school systems. Since I ended up going into education myself, it was important to be able to change the curriculum and mindsets from the ground up. In my English classes, I taught books that featured POC and Indigenous authors, highlighting the importance of diversity in thought and experience. I never read any of the books that I taught when I was a kid! Out with the old white guys, in with a new batch of folks. It has been incredible that I was encouraged to do so by my bosses and peers. They all shared a similar view in uplifting minority voices, so it was quite easy for me to feel safe and supported in doing so. I was able to see so much change and in such a short time with the youth I was working with. They were so much more accepting of new people and ideas than anyone was when I was their age, which in turn inspired me to continue my work in the classroom. I feel lucky that I was able to turn the page of social justice for so many kids in my own community, passing the torch as it was done for me in my college experience. Although I haven’t kept in touch with any of them, I know they are out there taking what they learned in my class and making their own small changes in their lives. Once the ripple has started, it can truly create waves.

‘Til next time,

A

I urge you, as readers, to imagine yourself in this prompt given, and to take the time to reflect upon the work you are doing now, and want to do in the future. Imagine it's fifty years in the future, and social justice movements have continued winning and advancing liberation. What would your life be like? What would your everyday routine be?

[mooglestiltzkin]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sorry, i'm an idiot, i didn't realize this!!!

while i'm still of the opinion that i'd prefer octavia and her team to be the one to murder reimund and kirsi in addition to finding quinn (who isn't there not that they know that), bc why not do both!

(because let fairies do bad! let them do questionable and morally grey things for once in their life! let them push "for the greater good" rhetoric, bc of their scars and their suffering and their rage! give me a whole spectrum of fairies, just like there are for humans! good, bad, and in between! quinn was originally there to assassinate the king, right? or am i just misremembering? bc i could be! have not reread in so long.)

ricon, tho.

i'd been operating on the thought path that ricon murdered reimund and kirsi bc reimund shut him down, and tried to evict him. this i would get why ricon would try and kill reimund, but not kirsi, IMO? it's not that i can't see it happen, bc under the right conditions i totally could and do believe ricon is petty enough to do (and i'm a great fan of revenge in general), but i'd want to see way more fallout of kirsi/ricon, unless there was a missing conversation there and/or kirsi wakes up and ricon is like... ah, my dear, i'm so sorry you had to see that...

HOWEVER!!!!

using the timing of the fairies invading the castle, ricon then frames the fairies for murdering reimund and kirsi instead of him? THAT, i can absolutely buy!!! that is top tier villain shit that i can get behind! kirsi is valuable to him alive, yes, however, i can totally see ricon rally the people and his effective fearmongering to be like look if the fairies are willing to murder the king, then we absolutely need a warrior in charge. we need our bravest warrior... ricon.

so ricon murdering kirsi in this condition -- that she dies for his cause, and usurp the power. i get why she'd die in this situation, then.

i mean. look. i'm cynical enough that time and time again, when there's a chance to see different kinds of fairies, that operate on moral greyness... the webtoon nearly 100% shies away from it. the closest we probably get is v, who is there by being non-judgemental, and i. i want judgy fairies! i want fairies who sneer at lucia for being 'raised human', i want fairies who think lesser of elves, for trying to pass themselves off as humans but failing. i want fairies to be snippy at characters like peres, who is part fairy. because time and time again, this webtoon tends to be 'uwu, fairies are always understanding and never mean harm', and i'm. i'm a little bit frustrated by it, bc it's that all the time. you're telling me no fairy revels in hurting soldiers even just a little bit, due to the oppression they've faced?

so yeah, it'll probably be ricon as the murderer, but i feel slightly more relieved that i've rationalized it as a frame up job by ricon rather than a revenge job by ricon, where the timing is super convenient or he wouldn't have done it until later. the intent matters.