#or give Blitzø the family he so desperately wants?

[onthemeander]

Work and life have been a menace this month, toeing the line of utter burnout. So since I feel like I am in Hell I figured I'd make my two favorite demons in the Sims.

Blitzø, a self-assured entrepreneur whose biggest desire is love and family.

Stolas is a romantic snob who loves books and gardening. His biggest goal is finding his soulmate *cough* Blitzø *cough*

Made I will play with them. Maybe I won't. Maybe I will make more characters. We shall see.

P.S. And for fuck sake I load them into the lot and in 2 seconds Blitzø is sad. The truly ugly laugh I made when I read why.

[ripplestitchskein]

The most compelling thing about this whole relationship, and I’d argue the show in general, and what the episode highlighted so exquisitely is that they are perfect for each other, they honestly are exactly what the other one needs but their individuals issues are preventing them from seeing and actualizing it. It’s a delicious character driven conflict. There is no big bad keeping them apart. There is no ill intentioned person pulling the strings and putting things in their head to foster this miscommunication. It is solely their own traumas and issues fucking them over in the most relatable ways. What is brilliant about it is that the entire linchpin of this, and the overarching theme is that this is all a circus show, that the root of it is that both of them have been putting on these acts their whole lives and if they would both just STOP performing they would get what they need. The conflict now is one of them is trying to stop acting altogether while the other is scrambling to stay on book.

Blitzø needs someone who will appreciate him, build him up, encourage him, love him without condition, obligation or most importantly, as merely the consequence of putting on a good performance. Stolas does that from the beginning, he sees and admires Blitz as he is, his problem is actually rooted in the act Blitz puts on. Even Blitz’s closest friends and family, and Blitz himself, can’t or won’t allow Blitz to stop the performance though.

Millie, Moxxie, and Loona all love him, but even they went into this episode putting pressure on Blitzø to perform even going so far as to follow him so he wouldn’t fuck it up. The sex toy shopping spree was just gathering props in service to that performance, to this show they are encouraging him not to bomb.

Fizz, who recently learned the lesson Blitzø needs to learn, who stopped performing for the benefit of others, is probably the only one approaching it from a “What kind of stuff do you guys actually like?” perspective, but because Blitzø is so focused on doing a good job he really doesn’t consider what he actually wants, he’s buying things he thinks will support the show. Lighting, costumes, props. Even the Stolas Sex Stuff box is basically just a prop comic box.

He needs to get his act just right and put on the best show he can so they can keep the book and to allow the show to go on.

But like his performances in the past, Blitz chokes. For the entire scene in the bedroom he is basically saying “Let me run that again, I’ll get the lines right this time!” And the reason it is so heartbreaking is that what Stolas wants, is just him, not the facade of a clown doing his best bits, just the person behind it. We see in The Circus Blitz has been told his whole life that not only does he need to keep putting on that show but that if he doesn’t he’s worthless. There’s always a better act waiting to take your spotlight, you can be bought and sold on a whim.

The Circus and its parallels in The Full Moon perfectly encapsulate this issue. He kept doing the same thing over and over, trying to make that balloon horse and it’s when he improvs and is himself that someone appreciates him, laughs with him and sees the value of him as Blitz not the clown, but because its not the audience as a whole it’s not worth anything and that’s when someone else swoops in to wow the crowd. We see this over and over in the show: he keeps trying the same schtick and when he flops he just gets more and more desperate to get his self assigned role right.

In Stolas’s case he was actually really good at his act when he followed the scripts he was given. Everyone around him seems shocked by his recent behavior, they really bought the happy family, regal prince play he’s been putting on all this time. Blitz comes back into his life and gives him a new script. In The Circus Stolas is himself at first, showing off his books and enthusiasm for knowledge but his audience isn’t responsive so he switches “What do you want to do? Give me the script for how you want me to act.” From when he first wakes up bouncing with enthusiasm and told “Stop being yourself, act like a Prince” he calms himself and tries to be what he’s supposed do be and he keeps doing that until Full Moon.

While Stolas enjoys their game and his new playmate he is pretty much putting on an act the entire time, looking to Blitz for cues over and over until they are under the tree. In this scene both Stolas and Blitzø are, in my opinion, both completely genuine and without artifice. Blitz expresses what he really wants, and Stolas is delighted and supportive of it, admiring him and expresses that he hopes he’ll do a good job with his grimoire and when Blitz says he’ll maybe hire him, Stolas is delighted but expresses that he hopes he’ll “qualify”. This shatters my heart into pieces, because even here while Blitz is dreaming his big dreams of being a boss Stolas is still “I hope I can learn how to do a good job with the role I’ve been given. I hope I can be what you want me to be.”

When they meet again 25 years later he looks to Blitz for the script again and fulfills the role Blitz more or less implies he wants to the best of his ability, if not over the top and over dramatized as it’s a new role for him. It still doesn’t fit quite right though. He’s still acting.

In The Full Moon Stolas is still following a script but one he’s at least written himself this time, no doubt influenced a bit by his romance novels and telenovellas. When Blitz approaches him and tries to seduce him again he flushes and wavers to go back to the character Blitz assigned him but he has a new script now and he gets back on task. He has a whole performance he is sticking to. He presents the crystal and has a little animation to explain it and everything.

But then we come to the moment when he isn’t acting anymore, when he genuinely tells Blitz this is how I feel, this is what I want, this is who I am. He even takes off his hat, you can hardly see his royal outfit, just his earnest face as he waits for the reaction of presenting himself as just Stolas saying what he wants and not Stolas the performer saying what everyone wants to hear.

Blitz is too caught up in trying to get them back on script, to keep up the show. He tries desperately to stick to the act, which Stolas is trying to break free from. This unfortunately confirms what Stolas suspected. It was always a play, it was always just a performance, like Stella and the other Ars Goetia, Stolas is only valuable if he says his lines right. Even his daughter lashes out when he starts breaking character. Those around him only value him if he is acting to type, he is not enough as just Stolas.

The horrible irony is he truly was awakened by Blitz. Hs stops acting because of him. He learns that he wants to be himself and not a scripted version designed to please others, but sadly it is Blitz, the catalyst for all of it, who is still stuck in performance mode. Stolas realizes because of Blitz something real, but during their conversation is shown that even Blitz just wants him to stay in character, that there is nothing real here, just more lines for him to say. So Stolas exits pursued by imp.

A lot of Blitz’s fury in this scene is because Stolas is not fulfilling his role any more. In this way he is no different than Stella or even Octavia. He is angry when Stolas stops saying his lines. He has gone off script. But where Stella is upset because it ruins her image, and Octavia is upset because it upset the fakery of her perfect family, Blitz is instead panicking because he NEEDS to get this performance just right. When he fails bad things happen, he is replaced, he is unloved, he is sold off, he is forced to do things he doesn’t want to do.

So he lashes out, he tries to FORCE Stolas back into the role he assigned him, to incite a confrontation from the character of pompous royal asshole stepping on the lower class and using them for their own gain instead of just a person earnestly trying to be genuine. Why is Stolas not saying his lines? Why isn’t he fulfilling his role? So he tells him what he is supposed to be. He yells at him to get back into character.

Stolas is devastated to realize the trope he’s been fulfilling in Blitzo’s life, he’s not the romantic love interest but rather the villain of the piece. He doesn’t even want to be in this show anymore, he wants to just be Stolas, and he is absolutely destroyed to learn that rather than just being himself, rather than even being the love interest, he is instead the antagonist in Blitz’s play. But he doesn’t want that role, or probably any role, any longer, he’s finally breaking out of these performances and being himself, so instead of reverting to type, Stolas sends Blitz off stage completely.

In this way it’s really beautiful for Stolas’s character growth, he could have just given in, stepped back on stage. He has so many opportunities to pick up these old characters he’s played, but instead Stolas follows through and just shuts the show down completely.

[aryaqua-reh2o]

The Full Moon ending is perfect!

A day in Stolas and Blitzø’s lives that summarises what’s happened so far. 

Blitzø and Stolas are perfectly disastrous in their way and of course, they were going to collide at some point. After brewing for one and a half seasons, the miscommunication between these adorable idiots peaked. Who’s fault is that? Both! And in equal part! I can’t stand reading how many people blamed Blitzø alone. The truth is, they both acted incredibly wrong and also incredibly well for who they are. 

Let’s start with Stolas: he ran out of his happy pills on the most important day of his life (probably). Now, I can’t talk from experience because I never used antidepressants (at least I assume they are antidepressants), but I doubt that skipping one dose turns you into an emotional wreck. But the thing is, Stolas is autistic and I can relate to this and the way he behaved. The pills were something he could rely on to stay afloat probably during his whole sad life, so running out of it first thing in the morning in the middle of an emotional Dinsey princess moment was truly bad timing. Stolas found himself stripped of this little safety blanket. During his song, he gets happy, dramatic, desperate and hopeful. He most likely spent the day in a mood swing, and let’s remember that he wakes up at 7 AM and meets Blitzø at 11:56 PM, plenty of time to panic [Side note, the breakup happens 4 minutes later so at midnight on the dot, I love these little details]. Stolas knows how he feels about Blitzø, he has known for some time, and he’s ready to tell him. If I know a little bit about how a brain on the spectrum works, he most likely had been rehearsing any possible scenarios in his head for hours (or days, or months) and that’s why when Blitzø arrives, Stolas doesn’t say anything to interrupt the other displaying of sex toys, until he decides it’s time to stop Blitzø (that it’s clearly freaking out already at that point) and opens the conversation in the worst possible way ever: “I need it [the Grimoire] back. Permanently”. It seems unnecessarily cruel to just take the book from Blitzø, letting him tear up and beg. But then Stolas pulls out the box with the crystal and we have the Stolitz music playing and… but why make Blitzø cry and not just give him the crystal straight away? Because Stolas was too stuck in his mind already. He played out this scene so many times in his head, that he couldn’t act any different without losing his cool. Don’t get this wrong: from here on I absolutely LOVE how Stolas handled the situation, how he spoke, what he did and said, from kneeling in front of Blitzø, gently holding his hand to calm him down when he was about to panic, and then he gave him the crystal while confessing his feelings for him. Stolas at this point had been in touch and honest with his feelings for months (at least since Ozzie’s from what we can see on screen), but the main problem is that Stolas has no idea of what is going on with Blitzø, so when obviously Blitzø feels cornered and doesn’t want to face his feelings so abruptly and hides behind sex and roleplaying, Stolas loses his control over the situation and closes up for good. Anything that happens between “Do you…Do you have my book Blitzø?” and “That’s enough to know what this is” is a monologue. When Blitzø doesn’t follow the idea Stolas has in his mind, Stolas just walks away. 

And this is VALID because Stolas has never been in a real relationship, he has no friends or family aside from Via, and he doesn’t know how to deal with people with complex emotions like Blitzø. It is quite common for people on the spectrum to assume that everyone else is alike, thinks alike, and responds similarly to certain patterns, so when Stolas doesn’t get the response he was expecting, he immediately reads it as rejection. He turns away from Blitzø and leaves without giving the other any chance other than yelling in anger and despair. 

On Blitzø's side things are more linear. He was and still is in constant… ignorance. Meaning he actively ignores his and Stolas’ feelings. I don’t think he is in denial, because he knows fully well he has feelings for Stolas at least since S1E6 Truth Seekers, he knows he fears intimacy and also craves it. And he most likely knows, at least in part, that Stolas has feelings for him as shown during the exchange with Fizz in Oops (that part was denial, yes). Blitzø knows this night is important and different. They haven’t seen each other for months. He was the one who decided to skip a few rounds when Stolas gave him the opportunity, and if we go with the text exchange in Western Energy, it’s safe to assume they haven’t seen each other since Seeing Stars and probably haven’t slept together since before Ozzie’s. Blitzø’s strategy to deal with his fears and feelings is to let things linger doing nothing in the hope they settle back to where they were when the deal was still new and comfortable. Because Blitzø doesn’t want to admit he has feelings for Stolas, but most of all he doesn’t want to accept that Stolas has feelings for him, because who can love him? Certainly not a prince of all people. Blitzø goes shopping to impress Stolas because he wants to keep staying in that deal, no commitment, no need to reveal his feelings, he could keep going forever, transactional sex is convenient and non-commmittal. (Inadvertently showing, while doing sex shopping, how much he cares for Stolas and how deeply he knows him and what he likes, he wants to make Stolas happy). He wants to go back to sex and show Stolas a “good time” so he doesn’t have to think about how he felt when he realised Stolas could get hurt. He doesn’t want to think about anything, but then, when Stolas takes control of the narrative, Blitzø can only be there and follow it until it gets too overwhelming. He tries so desperately to stick to the habits, to the point he has this massive slip when he tries to give back the crystal to Stolas and says he can always do better. He doesn’t want a way out. He doesn’t want to choose. He loves being in chains because it’s easy. He wants things to stay the way they are, for Stolas to use him as a sex toy, and to be used by him because admitting that he has feelings and that he sees that Stolas has feelings for him is too much. But Stolas clearly states how he feels and what he wants. Blitzø understands perfectly, but he can’t accept it, so he tries in a desperate attempt to get back to where they were, to pretend one more time. Blitzø runs away from the feelings Stolas is showing him in a way that triggers Stolas in the worst possible way. Stolas runs away from Blitzø when he can’t deal with his heartbreak anymore, triggering Blitzø’s fear that translates into an angry outburst. Stolas doesn’t stop for a second and doesn’t listen to Blitzø who is yelling at him to, basically, stop and listen to him. Blitzø says hurtful things to Stolas because he is desperate and he feels rejected and abandoned by him. After avoiding any type of confrontation for months, Blitzø finally gives in, but he’s hurt, angry and terrified so he does the only thing he’s comfortable with: he yells. He doesn’t know of Stolas’ past of being abused by his wife. Stolas just wants out, out of the feeling of being rejected (even if he obviously jumped to the wrong conclusions too fast) and away from yet another person screaming at him. Blitzø only manages to stop Stolas by yelling at him hurtful things he doesn’t fully believe. Unfortunately, Stolas listens to that. And for the first time in his life, he cries in front of someone. Blitzø finally realises how much his words hurt Stolas, but it’s too late to apologise and he finds himself teleported outside mid-apology.

Honestly, I don’t think they could have screwed up any worse than that even if they tried. But this needed to happen and I’m glad it did. Blitzø needed to see Stolas heartbroken to understand Stolas was in love with him. Stolas did the best he could for who he is, he made the first move, and now the ball is in Blitzø’s court. 

I owe Blitz an apology. When speculating on The Full Moon I assumed it was going to end badly and I blamed Blitzø for it. Now that the episode is out I can see that mostly it’s Stolas’ fault. Yes, I said it, it’s predominantly Stolas’ fault if The Full Moon ended in tragedy, but this is important: Blitzø knows Stolas treated him wrong (not only in the last episode, many many times before that) but now he also knows that Stolas can get hurt physically and emotionally, and yes, he proved himself to be a pompous rich asshole that happens to also be deeply in love with him. Is then Stolas worth fighting for? I think we all know the answer. What I hope to see in Apology Tour is the both of them apologizing to each other AND to themselves. Neither Stolas nor Blitzø know what love is. They are trying and failing but in the end, they are both desperate for one another and if Stolas can get his head out of his ass and Blitzø finally drops the act for a minute, they could just… talk and start to figure things out. And maybe in Apology Tour we will know more about what happened with Verosika and why that relationship went South so badly, I bet it’s going to play a huge part in Blitzø’s future development.

[chaifootsteps]

This is probably completely wrong but I remember when I first saw Ozzies I thought Blitzø was mad for a different reason. When he watches the illusion of Stella and Octavia walk away from stolas and fizz put him in the chair. He grimaces at stolas as if he’s genuinely disgusted with him for betraying his family. This is a guy who desperately loves his own family and would die before betraying them, with fizz being a grim reminder of that. He says “we don’t get rid of family” right from the beginning. But Stolas doesn’t care about that. The best he gives Via is “I know it’s a lot”

Outside the car when stolas says “Octavia is away with her mother this weekend so we could (have sex)” it’s one of the triggers that pisses blitzø off. But maybe it was me projecting, because when stolas sounded genuinely happy that Octavia was away because she isn’t permanently living in her own home anymore, so he could be alone with Blitzø I wanted to punch him. It just reminded me of Via saying that it doesn’t feel like home anymore because he ruined it.

Idk I wish I could write Blitzø because him being so family oriented while stolas is so sex and work oriented would be such an interesting conflict. It’d be a much deeper layer to him being upset with stolas too, especially because at the end of that night he looks at his photo of him his mom and his sister and that breaks him. He’d say “well if my daughter had to leave our home every weekend I’d be too busy doing anything i could to win her back to cuddle with a hooker. So why don’t you just call your kid for a change instead of sending me your booty calls. See you next full moon, boss.”

Apparently they’re having stolas do that now, prioritise his family, but it’s taken a year, two mental breakdowns from his daughter, and a full on rejection by Blitzø for him to start it. The shot where Blitzø is tugging on stolas’ arm and stolas pulls away to clench his fist in determination, it looks so fucking goofy because the roles have been utterly reversed.

Holy shit...we talk a lot about ways that scene could have gone and "reason you suck" speeches Blitzo could give Stolas, but I think this one might be the most in-character yet.

I read it in his voice, actually clapped a little. God, if only.

[bleucaesura]

STOLITZØ - FIFTY FIVE

Blitzø lay in bed, sulking, and contemplated life. And death. And if “death by boner” was a thing, when Loona poked her head in the room.

He immediately perked up.

“Hey’a Loony Toony!” He threw his arms wide. “Come give your dad a hug!”

Loona smiled and rolled her eyes.

Blitzø drooped and made a pouty face.

Loona snorted.

“I was just checking to see if you’d recovered from your,” she tried to cover a laugh with a cough. “‘Ordeal’ earlier.” She couldn’t help but choke on her laughter.

Blitzø’s face flattened. He was not impressed.

“Sorry.” Loona cleared her throat. “I was checking if you’ve recovered enough that you could take some visitors?”

Blitzø perked up a little.

“Oh? Yes. Sure.” He smiled.

Loona backed out and yelled, “Hey f*ckwits! He’s good!”

“Honestly, Loona.” Moxxie stalked in the room. “Language. Puhleez.”

Loona flipped him off, winked at Blitzø and left.

“Come on, hun.” Millie skipped in the room. “Let it go.”

“Ma ‘n Pa send their best.” Millie hopped up on a chair by the bed and hugged Blitzø. “They wished they could come by to visit but things are just too busy on the ranch.”

“Oh that’s fine,” Blitzø smiled. “I appreciate the thought, but I’d never expect anyone to visit me.”

Millie rolled her eyes and playfully punched him on the shoulder.

Blitzø smiled sheepishly and rubbed his shoulder.

“They did send you something though.”

Millie pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. She unfolded it and handed him what turned out to be a photo of a Hell-filly.

Blitzø’s eyes shone with giant hearts.

“Ma thought you’d like her,” Millie giggled.

“She… She’s BEAUTIFUL.” He hugged the photo to his chest, his eyes sparkling with joy.

“Pa said when you’re back to a hundred percent, you can visit and help train her.”

Blitzø squee’d in excitement, bouncing up and down in bed.

Millie gave Blitzø a mischievous look. “I said you’d probably be too busy with work, though.”

“MILLIE!!” Blitzø screamed and tried to grab her, but she leapt off the bed and out of reach, laughing hysterically.

“YOU GET BACK HERE AND YOU F*CKING CALL YOUR PARENTS THIS! F*CKING! INSTANT!!”

Millie fell into Moxxie’s arms and laughed until she was crying.

“Don’t MAKE me come OVER THERE!!” Blitzø tried to crawl to the edge of his bed, but got tangled in blankets and his IV.

Moxxie left Millie to her laughter and went to stop Blitzø from hurting himself.

“Sir.” Moxxie tried to ease Blitzø back. “Millie was joking.”

“Well it WASN’T. F*CKING. FUNNY!” Blitzø shook a fist at Millie, who fell over in her fit of laughter.

Moxxie rolled his eyes.

“Don’t worry, Sir. Millie promised Joe and Lin that you’d visit as soon as you were able.” He helped Blitzø untangle himself from his blankets and settle in. “And Lin wants you to name the filly.”

“REALLY?!” Blitzø’s eyes teared up as he looked over at Millie.

She grinned ear-to-ear and nodded.

“I f*cking LOVE your parents, Mills.” Blitzø sniffled.

Millie joined Moxxie at Blitzø’s bedside.

“You can thank them when you see’em,” she smiled warmly at Blitzø. “But be sure to thank Moxxie first.”

“Millie, don’t. We talked about this” Moxxie tried to step back, but Millie grabbed his shoulders and lifted him off the floor so he couldn’t run away.

Blitzø looked at them confused.

“My precious Mox-Mox arranged all of this with my family, Blitzø.”

“Millie, please. I didn’t really do…”

Millie squeezed Moxxie in a tight hug and cut him off.

“He did everything!” Millie grinned, looking at Blitzø. “Cuz he loooooooves you! Said we’re a faaaaamily!”

“Millie!” Moxxie squeaked and struggled to get free from Millie’s grasp.

F*cking Moxxie… You would…

Blitzø smiled to himself.

“Thanks, Mox.” He looked up at the M&M’s bashfully. “I uh…”

Blitzø cleared his throat. He looked away and scratched his eyebrow, trying desperately to look casual.

F*ck sakes… Stop getting f*cking emotional…

“I appreciate you…”

Millie smiled and put Moxxie down. Moxxie was blushing every shade of red imaginable.

“Thank you, Si…” he cleared his throat. “Blitzø. I appreciate you too.”

*****

[spotlightlowlife]

Blitzø vs. Charlie

why the little guy comes out on top.

We have two stories set in the same universe with two different leading characters who have both not long started up their own business.

Yet they're so different.

Blitzø is highly animated, obnoxious and aggressive with little regard for personal space, combative and sarcastic but dismissive too. It's easy to see him as mean spirited, annoying and an attention seeker, but for many attention seekers, attention is attention, good or bad, question is why are they like this?

What makes him arguably so likeable is that he's allowed to be annoying and make mistakes, as overbearing as he is its undeniable how much he wants his team and found family around him, his examples of compassion, support, good leadership and how hard he works to make thing work even at his own expense are clear. Then there's the major trauma that continues to unfold. He's also comical.

Blitzø has numerous connections and can place himself anywhere he doesn't belong. He has history in many places and gets around.

Blitzø and fellow lead Moxxie have the classic buddy cop setup. They're two very different people, Blitzø being the overbearing torment leader and Moxxie being the nervous, shadowed and more professional one, what elevates this common dynamic is knowing more about the characters, both are working hard at this new business, they take lives and enable angry sinners, Moxxie is doing what he knows dispite feelings often being mixed and Blitzø is in a position where this idea has to work, nothing tells us that this is his dream job, he gives off the impression of self employment seeming the only way forward at this point, something many may relate to.

We didn't need to know Blitzø's backstory to see that his desperation is a driving force. His business is entirely dependent on a reluctant exchange of sex for a temporary key to the door, an arrangement that was awkwardly made because what was the alternative? Blitzø placed himself between a rock and a hard place.

Though the plot digresses it has leeway to as Blitzø has to pull stings in order to run his business, he has little power but he does have a clue and knows how to shortcut his way up, however how far is up when sitting at the bottom of the social pyramid?

Charlie is nice. She's is friendly, quirky, isn't 'bossy' and she has the resources to be accommodating, she's a princess who believes there's good in everyone, they just need a break? That's why she set up her business? That or she wants to deal with injustice? Both work yet she seems to lack a clue, work ethic or fighting spirit. There has been no tough decision making and Charlie shoots down her own attempts at being assertive then moves on as if nothing happened, so if she did step up to someone, everyone's a dbag and she isn't so good for her, she can't go wrong. She is shallow but not to a fault, it's just a bit of dizziness, but she's not particularly naive.

Neutral doesn't equal grounded.

Charlie and Vaggie lack chemistry, they also lack content. They could be flatmates or coworkers because there's little to tell us that they're even friends other than Vaggie playing the role of the sensible one in the group, a role needed since Charlie is far from that. Little tells us that they're girlfriends, we don't see any leisure time between the two of them, intimate or wholesome, no casual chat, no known shared interest. The backstory given to Vaggie and her first meeting with Charlie offer a kind landlord and greatful resident dynamic.

Charlie doesn't appear to have any connections, it's like she, like the sinners, manifested one day, though we know this not to be true down to her having parents. The relationship with her parents is fine as much as the series has tried to place angst there and we have yet to meet anyone from her past, she seems like an adult (her and Vaggie go back years) and she's nice a d outgoing enough, where are her friends and what was she doing prior to the hotel?

Charlie having what may seems a pipedream and being able to set it up without challenge or sacrifice because she's privilege takes away from any progressive journey, though privilege doesn't have to be a take away, it is in Charlie's case because everything is layed out already, she sets out to rehabilitation sinners, yet she barely interacts with her targets.

Again with the landlord dynamic, there's barely any reason for any of these apparent acquaintances to hang out, had she been seen working to try to rehabilitate those in her hotel, good, but no.

The plot digression is immediate and there is a lot going on, so much so that it renders Charlie's work a sidenote. The leading challenges she faces are her own cluelessness and 'stubborn old people' disagreeing with her, rather than the countless less fortunate she could and frankly, taking into account the plot, should be helping.

Different is good, yet both of these seen to stir in a matching direction

Both attempted to set up an underdog and sympathetic protagonist

one is achieving this pretty well.

[thecluelessdoctor]

spins in a swivel chair

Guys it's fucking time.

HELLUVA BOSS SEASON 2 EPISODE ... 8?? 9?? Idk I forgot lmao

BUT THE NEW ONE

Boy do I have some things to say

Alright let's get into it.

I'ma start with what I think the episode did right.

Animation, as usual, is awesome, props to all the animators y'all did WONDERFULLY, esp in that beginning duet.

I like that they did a full on stolitz episode with no major sub plots. Yeah there were the cherubs but they were still pretty closely tied to the main plot so.. yeah lmao.

CLAPS INTENSELY

FUCK YOU BLITZ FOR BEING RELATABLE I HATE YOU FOR THAT/POS

Blitz is a character I've always related too and damnit this episode made it worse lmao.

If there's one thing I will always give helluva boss props for it's blitz's character consistency while still adding more layers to him. I also really liked how in this episode we see a more.. soft side?? To blitz?? Not soft but like - a more caring side ig lmao.

Also in this episode we get a real taste of found family like the show wanted us to see before and not just a desperate man trying to force himself into the lives of people who do not want him.

Also blitz in a different outfit always makes me feral because damn this man slays more than I ever could. Also back to the character consistency part, blitz's love for horses still being a little detail about him makes me happy like yes I love it when shows give characters interests without shoving it in your face.

The rest of IMP being wingmen (in their own, weird way) also is fun lol.

Also the cherubs and the DORKS working together is so fun i love the returning villains and I hope we get more of them lol. Also the cherubs being traumatized by the lust ring was ... Kinda funny. Honestly this episode was... kinda funny-?? It's still sex humor as usual but yk.

Also fizzy in rainbow pants let's fucking go.

And I'm glad the eyes on blitzø's gloves are being used and not just pointless clutter in his design. Because now they have the asmoduan crystal like let's go.

Also having a stolitz episode WITHOUT via or Stella even being brought up is SO refreshing. I liked how it was just about stolas' raw emotion, and care for blitz.

And HOLY SHIt. Ok. The end scene of blitz yelling at stolas' for "throwing him away", and once blitz REALIZES stolas' actually CARED about him, he tries to run after him, but it's too late. He's fucked up.

Ok I've sung my praises, let's go into my criticisms.

...

Honestly? I don't have TOO many. I still have some, I always do, but this episode.. was honestly really enjoyable.

Sure the sex stuff is.. pretty annoying and gets old fast but it's helluva boss what can ya do, really?

I feel like, now this is a whole show critique, not just the episode, but I feel like we are going to fast. We are told it's been a ton of time from the last time stolas and blitz did their monthly activities so ueah.

I feel like the emotional convo was a LITTLE stiff in the beginning, but yall? Brandon rogers make blitz sound so genuinely angry and sad, so I feel like it brought us back.

Anyway.

I'm Dotty, and I shouldn't be genuinely invested in this telenovela ass show

[i-love-your-mom-kys5snwj]

Helluva Boss Season 2: GhostFuckers SPOILERS ⚠️❗

(TW!: OPINION AND BAD ENGLISH)

I love how this series makes me bring out the worst in myself in one episode, and then in the next episode I'm the most fanatical person in the world 🧍

I loved the episode, I'm not going to lie.

I'm definitely not a fan of Stolitz or Stolas, but they are an important part of Blitzø's character (being my favorite character in the series). So I have to live with that unfortunately.

For a Halloween special it's great

In this chapter we were given some more depth about Blitzø and Millie's relationship and friendship (also some development for both of them)

Something I was hoping for more for Millie, who barely had any relevance in the show (but her development is tied up with Blitzø but I can't ask for that much from this series)

I loved the scene of Millie's ghosts of her possible deaths and

Godddddd The scene with Blitzø's mom left me shocked, you don't know how many times I replayed that scene, it was brutal, and it gave me chills when I heard Blitzø's desperate voice (This scene is my favorite thing about the episode, This scene just GOT TO ME)

And more sexual harassment scene against Blitzø... 🧍 (I'm so tired, leave him alone please, just a little)

It tires me out to know that people going to point this scene and more the scenes of Emberlynn as harassment towards Blitzø but when it comes to part for Stolas, they gives you a scroll of why it is not like that and that their relationship is complicated and that he is not really bad and that they are two complicated people and in the end they will be together and blah blah blah

(I won't let my Stolas Slander die even if he's not in the episode (Well yes it appears in flashbacks and mentions but still))

I've been meaning to mention this for a long time, and now that the episode has addressed it I can talk about it.

Blitzø and his relationships (romantic, friendships, family) of how he thinks (and yes, it's true) that he screwed up the lives of several, Fizz, Barbie, Verosika, Stolas, etc. And he says it himself

"I destroy everything, everyo- I-I make everyone's love worse"

When it's not all like that, it definitely improved the lives of the main cast: Moxxie, Millie and Loona (yes, I definitely don't have much sympathy for Loona, but still Blitzø actually improved her life)

Oh yes, the song reminded me of some Scooby Doo songs and I liked that.)

That's all I have to say really..

Oh yeah, I laughed at this stupid scene of Moxxie in his crisis of a possible bankruptcy (He is funny when he wants to be)

I am this with the series

Well wait for a new episode in November 🧍

[kemihaydeestantonva]

I'm just going to word vomit my season 2B predictions for Helluva Boss here so I can come back later and see how close I was to anything!! I find this speculation game really fun.

OKAY

Predictions! The full moon starts out with the duet, apparently, so my guess is - Blitzø has been doing a lot of opening up lately so I think he is actually going to try and make this full moon more intimate (with Fizz's help) meanwhile Stolas is freaking out and preparing to have a serious talk with him. Blitzø pulls out all the stops (omg that giant ass candle lmaooo) Stolas gives him the crystal and shatters Blitzø's plans. He takes it as a HUGE rejection, the talk escalates to a fight, they break up.

Apology tour is Stolas and Verosika somehow teaming up, she makes the tour all about shitting on Blitzø and maybe Stolas initially goes along with it or maybe he interrupts and finally publicly stands up for him. Blitzø makes amends with Verosika in some capacity, takes the first steps in being accountable for his past actions towards them both.

Ghostfuckers is the ghost busters one, and that creepy blonde guy is Leviathan - he lures them in as an unassuming bellhop with the ghost hunting thing, then traps him and Millie. I'm assuming he has some sort of possession powers, and being the embodiment of envy he forces them to face what they envy about each other, intense fight ensues. We get backstory on Millie, who she was before IMP, how she joined, ect.

Mastermind is the episode with the agents and the cherubs, I have no idea how that is going to play out but it does look like they figured out a way to open a portal to hell. From the picture we got of agents one and two dressed in IMP cosplay I'm still desperately hoping that a furry convention setting might happen because I think it'd be hilarious

Sinmas is the one with all the Goetia family gathered, along with the sins. Looks like some sort of big shindig. All the apple and snake architecture tells me it'll be in the pride ring but I doubt there will be any Lucifer cameo (I don't think they could legally even if they wanted to). I'm guessing that the scary Zestial looking guy is Satan, and I think he's going to be bad news (I think when Mammon told Oz he'd "regret" admitting his love for Fizz that he was going to go over his head and plot something nasty with Satan. Or maybe Mammon teams up with Leviathan and the sin stuff is tied to the ghostfucker episode not this one, but the episode title hints otherwise)

I think Stella is going to turn Via against Stolas over these episodes, he's going to spend this entire time grappling with his breakup and figuring out how to move on, it's a prime time for Via to feel neglected and for Stella to make a move - and the gathering is going to be like, a public reckoning scenario resulting in Andrealphus fighting Stolas, and Blitzø will swoop in and protect him! No idea where this will ultimately leave their relationship but one I hope it starts to mend by the last episode. (I also don't get major bad vibes from Vassago so maybe Stolas won't be entirely friendless at this gathering??)

Anyway that's what I got so far, see y'all at the full moon

[gothicemoowl]

A Dish Best Served Cold by GothicEmoOwl Chapter 1

Summary:

“Well, what do you propose we do? He won't leave me anything willingly; he hates me almost as much as I hate him.”

“Hmm. Well, this kind of situation is extremely unique; a Goetia has never behaved like this before. But with him ALIVE, we have options. Opportunities. An eternity's a long time, my dear; I say we bide our time, and wait for our chance to... GAIN the upper hand!”

“But, I want him dead so badly!”

“And he will be, in time, my fiery vixen. But, patience first.”

Aka

Takes place after the full moon,

Blitzø and Stolas aren't talking to each other. Both hurt by others' words and actions.

Meanwhile Andrealphus and Stella work together to come up with a plan to gain the upper hand and destroy Stolas's life.

But what happens when Andrealphus likes the Imp more than he thought he would...?

"You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away

You tell me to come over, there's some games you wanna play

I'm walkin' to your house, nobody's home

Just me and you and you and me alone

We're just playin' hide and seek

It's gettin' hard to breathe under the sheets with you

I don't wanna play no games

I'm tired of always chasin', chasin' after you

I don't give a fuck about you anyways

Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?

You never share your toys or communicate

I guess I'm just a play date to you."

~Play Date, Melanie Martinez.

{Stolas and Blitzø: The Full Moon}

“Hi-dee ha hoo ha, Stolas! Guess what I got for us?” The imp announced himself as he climbed into the Goetia's bedroom.

“I got lots of fun shit for us to play with tonight!” Blitzø digs through the bag and pulls out a large candle with the words ‘Dankee’ on it. “Like this extra large candle that smells like horny!”

Stolas wants to interrupt but- how does he begin? How does he start?

Blitzø continues to dig and pull stuff out of the bag: “I got- I got whatever, uh, this little guy is, I'm not exactly sure but I'm sure there's some place in your cloaca we can stick it.” He says seductively. “Got a few new harnesses, some fancy blindfolds. Oh! And look at this bad boy!” He pulls out a strange large vibrating toy Stolas can't even look at.

He needs to just say it! Before he is persuaded by Blitzø's tempting seduction again! “Do you.. ahem- Do you have my book, Blitzø?” he asks.

Blitzø’s face drops. “Oh yeah, uh, y-yeah, it's right here.” Blitzø grabs the book from the bag and starts to bring it to Stolas. “I always bring it. Why do you…”

Stolas reaches to take the book from Blitzø. “I... I need it back. Permanently.”

Blitzø was about to hand it to him, but at the word ‘permanently,’ he snaches it back and held it close to his chest. “Wait, H-hold on, Stolas. Come on. Is this because I've taken up skipping a few rounds with you in bed? That ain't fair. You said if I was busy, it was fine, and I was. You have no idea the kind of stuff I had going on. Family drama, paperwork…I have a kid! I wasn't…you gave me that option. Remember?”

“Blitzø…”

“I-I can still hold up my end of the bargain. Alright? L-Let me show you a good time tonight! You know I'm good for it, I'll show you why this is still worth it!” While I'm still worth it goes unsaid as Blitzø starts to seriously panic. “You know I don't disappoint.” He says.

Stolas shakes his head, he takes the book and stands up. “There's no need, dear. I've made up my mind.” Stolas starts to walk over to the bookshelf, and Blitzø follows, desperately to not lose this!

“Stolas, please! I-I need this book, please!...I need this book, Stolas. I will do anything.” He promises.

Stolas grabs something that resembles a ring box and presents it to him. Upon opening it, he reveals a large sparkly gem.

“This is an Asmodean Crystal. It's registered in your name!” The bird exclaims happily.

“A what?”

Stolas explains: “Asmodeus has his demons legally travel to Earth for work all the time. I made the case for you to own one.” He says.

“But-”

“You will be technically under his jurisdiction, but you will be able to go anywhere you want in the human realm without fear of consequence.” Stolas places his book on the bookshelf. “...Without breaking demon law. You no longer need my grimoire.” He says.

Blitzø shakes his head. “I'm sorry, what?”

Stolas takes a deep breath. “You... no longer have any obligation to see me, to touch me, to bed me, you are... you are free of me.”

“ I... don't understand. Why are you giving me this? Am I not, like, fucking you good enough? Because I-I can always- I can always do better!” Blitzø promises, his tail swishing back and forth anxiously.

Stolas takes his hand gently. “Blitzø, I'm giving you this because I care.... very deeply for you. And I have for some time.” He takes the crystal and places it onto Blitzø's glove, embedding itself into his hand.

“But this transactional thing we have, it's not right anymore. It hasn't been. It never was. And now all I can see is how wrong it is to be so tethered to someone in such an unfair way... and not know how they feel.” He says.

Blitzø looks down at his arm, then back up at Stolas.

“But I want you to continue to be who you are, your business. You don't have to stay here with me. But... I want you to. I want you to stay here with me because you want to. Only if you want to, and not because you have to.” Stolas says, taking off his hat-crown thing.

Blitzø then understands…

He's not leaving him. “Ohhh okay. Alright, you're fucking with me.”

“Blitzø-”

Blitzø paces a moment. “This is an interesting roleplay. Never done this one, but I can get into it. Alright, how's this, okay…” Blitzø clears his throat, turning back to Stolas to get into character. "Oh, Stolas. I'll stay with you. I love you sooo much, I-"

Stolas's heart breaks as he's never heard those words before… he holds up a hand to stop him. He stands up straight and puts his hat back on. “Thank you, Blitzø. For awakening me... for making me so happy. Even if only for a little while.I wish you the best with your business.” He says, heading for the door.

“Wait, what? You were serious? Oh, hold on now, Stolas. What the fuck?” Blitzø asks.

“I have my answer, Blitzø. You needn't say anything.” Stolas says, exiting the bedroom.

Blitzø chases Stolas as he walks down the hall.

“I have wanted you for so long, the fact that you couldn't believe that I might have these feelings about you, that your first instinct is that it's always... about sex… That's enough to know what this is.” Stolas says.

“What? The fuck are you talking about?” Blitzø asks. “Our arrangement has been about sex from the start, what else am I supposed to think? Since when did that change?” He asks.

“I've always cared for you. I thought that was obvious!” Stolas says back.

“Well it's not! Not once have I ever gotten the impression we were anything more! You spring this feelings bullshit on me out of nowhere, are you fucking kidding?” He asks.

“How do you not see it? After everything I've done!?” Stolas asks.

“Everything- you mean like how you treat me like one of your little butler imps?

“That's not-”

“No! You royal fucks think you can do this every time, like you can just play with our feelings because we're smaller and not as important! You are always talking to me like I'm less than you!”

“That's not true!” Stolas shouts.

“It is true! I don't know what fantasy you're projecting onto me, but it's not fair to push me away the second I don't follow along! The answer isn't what you want. You're so used to getting your way that you can't accept no. You're such a pompous rich asshole! You don't care about anyone or anything! Only yourself!” Blitzø shouts.

“Blitzø... I think so very highly of you.” He admits. “I didn't realize you think so low of me.” He says, tears forcing their way out as his voice cracks.

Blitzø's eyes widened, realizing that Stolas' feelings were, in fact, genuine.

The bird cares about him? But why!?

How!?

How could he possibly think…?

The way he…

“Goodbye, Blitzø.”

Blitzø can't let it end like this…

No.

“Stolas, wait please, I'm s-” Blitzø reaches for Stolas, hoping to reconcile…

But he sees himself in front of the castle once again.

“Fuuuuuck!”

{Stella and Andrealphus}

Stella and her brother were at his castle, discussing their next course of action.

“You may have fucked things up before, my dear sister, but we can still gain the upper hand. We simply need a good plan to get Stolas to do what we want.” Andrealphus explains.

“How do you suppose we do that?” Stella asks her brother. “The Goetias know about Stolas, everyone does!”

“Yes, but if we can get Stolas to willingly give up everything to you...” He smiles sadistically.

“We’ve been through this, there’s no way he’ll give me anything!” Stella says.

Andrealphus sighs. “Sister, think! What does Stolas love more than anything?”

“Being a bore?” Stella suggests. “Moping, complaining?”

“No, I’m thinking more of a person or a thing.” Andrealphus explains. “Something or someone we can actually use.”

“I suppose that would be Via.” She says, disappointed. “But we can't use her.”

“Right, but can you think of anyone more…disposable?” He asks.

Stella smiles and picks up the phone. “Actually, come to think of it. There is something we can use..” She says.

She calls the number she has fully memorized at this point..

It starts to ring…

“Hello?”

“Striker, dear. I’ve got a new target for you. Get me that rodeo clown.”

“What?”

“The imp who fucked Stolas, bring him to me…alive.” She demands.

“You want me to-“

“Do you want to be paid or not?” She asks.

He sighs… “Yes, ma’am. I’m on it.”

“Glorious.” She hangs up. “I’ve got our bait. You got a plan?” She asks.

Andrealphus grins sadistically as he grabs his small dagger. “Oh, dear sister. I always have a plan.”

{Blitzø:}

Blitzø went home, throwing the damn gloves away from him.

He decides to just leave them on the floor, he can't be bothered to even look at them!

That fucking bird!

Luckily by the time he got back, Loona was fast asleep.

He didn't want her to see him so broken down…

Not again.

But he doesn't want to be alone either.

He pulls out his phone, and it starts to ring.

….

….

Please pick up…

“Hello?” A tired voice asks.

“Uh…hi. I know you don't owe me any favors. And you can say no if you want…but I've had the worst possible night, and I really don't want to be alone right now.” He says.

“Did something happen between you and Stolas?”

Blitzø takes a deep breath. “Yeah…I kinda…I fucked everything up. Again.”

“Come over. I have booze, I got food. We can talk about it. I'm sure it's not that bad.”

Blitzø smiles at last. “Thanks, Fizz.”

"You know I give a fuck about you everyday

Guess it's time that I tell you the truth...

If I share my toys, will you let me stay?

Don't wanna leave this play date with you."

-Play date, Melanie martinez

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[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Hello.

Can you do I.M.P. team (separately) with a S/O, who was brainwashed by their enemies and fights against them now, please?

Please baby, don't make me hurt you!

Blitzø

It'd all started so well.

Youd been hired by Stolas to take out a particularly opportunistic noble from a rival family and it'd had been as you sat atop a neighbouring building, Blitzø teasing you, suggesting you could 'get busy' while you waited for the target.

And just before he could get a legitimate answer, hoping to get lucky, you were suddenly attacked.

Striker, the snake bastard, appeared, thoroughly kicked your ass. And just before you could get the upper hand, Striker took you hostage, Blitzø unable to do anything in fear of hurting you.

But before he could do anything, Verosika came out of nowhere and struck him up the head, knocking him out flat.

He'd awake hours later, weaponless and with absolutely no trace of you. He'd freak, searching everywhere he could, running from one side of the city to the other.

He'd become desperate, erratic, threatening or gunning down anyone he thought might have information on yours or Strikers where abouts.

Eventually The I.M.P gang would intervene, Blitzø having a full breakdown, bursting into tears, telling them you'd only been taken because of him, why else would Verosika have been there.

It was all his fault.

He'd be a complete wreck, spending hours just driving around, looking for you. Usually accompanied by one of the gang, making sure he didn't do anything stupid.

It would be weeks, and each day Blitzø only got worse.

He started to drink, disappearing for days at a time. He never showed up to work, Moxxie having to take the lead, Loona only coming to work to hold onto some semblance of normality.

It'd be one morning, Blitzø only being in the office because he'd drunkenly ended up there the night before, the Imp reminiscing on your time together in the office.

How life used to be when you were together.

Millie and Loona would be helping him through his hangover, Moxxie running the front desk.

And it'd be as he accepted another call, greeting them as ever, when the rustic voice of Striker purred on the other end.

Moxxie would snap at him, demanding to know what he wanted, where were you.

Striker just laughed, telling him you were fine, just a little... different.

Hearing your name yelled, Blitzø would come out, and after hearing some more of his conversation he'd rush forwards, snatching the phone out of Moxxies hand.

"Where the fuck is (Y/N), tell me or so help me I'll make it my life's purpose to hunt you down and shove my gun so far up your ass you'll taste the gunpowder just before I blow your head OFF!"

He was panting by the end of the threat, listening for the cowboy's response.

Striker would give a time and location, telling him to not be late. At that Blitzø sprang into action.

He was in the van, down the street before the gang could reach the ground floor.

Blitzø arrived at the location in Imp city outer district, an old warehouse, the place the remains of a truck factory.

He barged in, demanding to know where you were. Telling Striker to come out this instant.

He would, stepping out with his usual swagger, and it'd be at gun point that Blitzø demanded to see you.

And so, with a smirk, he called you out.

Verosika came out, leading you out of the back, hand on your shoulder.

You looked raggedy, wearing rags, looking battered and bruised.

Seeing you, even in such a state, he swelled with emotion, absolutely beaming to see you, but remembering his situation, he kept firm, demanding she let you go.

And so with, a victorious smirk, she'd remove her hand, gently pushing you towards him, telling you to go to him.

Youd walk towards him slowly, and seeing this he'd lower his pistol, gently coaxing you toward him, to caught up to think about just meeting you halfway.

Youd stop before him, Blitzø swallowing loudly before he reached out to you, gently asking if you were alright.

Cupping your cheek he'd brush the hair out of your face and that's when he saw it...

The rage.

You were glaring at him, a feral scowl across your face, and before he knew it, you'd tackled him.

You punched him before your hands found themselves around his throat.

You looked feral, glaring daggers at him as you strangled him. "You left me..." you growled, barely above a whisper, grip only tightening.

He tried to refute it, pulling at your hands as he tried telling you they stole you, that he searched everywhere to try and find you.

Youd spit back, telling him he'd abandoned you, he'd left you, he betrayed you!

Blitzø was panicking, and out of desperation he'd throw you off, getting you off of him.

It'd only be a moment's respite, as you lept at him, seemingly unhinged. You'd wrestle and fights, the Imp desperately trying to convince you he loved you and hadn't left you. But no matter what he said, you just kept attacking.

Eventually he came to the conclusion, put simply, you weren't going to listen to reason. Whatever they'd done to you, had poisoned you against him.

So, backing himself into a corner, he'd grab the heaviest thing he could, an old exhaust pipe, and when you spotted him, running at him with reckless abandon, he smacked you over the head, knocking you out cold.

He wasn't proud of it and held back tears when he fell to his knees. Looking down at your unconscious form, he felt a deep rage swell inside of him and his first instinct was to hunt Striker and Verosika down and kill them slowly.

But... he'd have to leave you. And wasn't gonna do that again.

So, picking you up, hed carry you out of the building, loading you into the van and driving you back to the office.

The gang was shocked when Blitzø barged in, your unconscious form draped over his shoulder.

They were even more shocked when he sat you in the nearest chair, just to get some large fuzzy cuffs from his office, only to then cuff your arms behind the chair.

They'd all demand to know what you were doing, why was he cuffing you to the chair.

He'd try and explain, tell them how striker and Verosika had poisoned your mind, but before he could, they'd get I front seat as you awoke.

With a groan you opened your eyes, and as soon as you saw the Imp you'd snarl, lunging at him, only to take the chair with you, face planting onto the old carpet.

They'd sit you back up, holding the chair back as you kept trying to attack the man. Blitzø would desperately try and convince you he hadn't left you, desperate to get through to you.

You wouldn't listen, furiously insisting he'd left you. Abandoned you! It was his fault!

Blitzø noticeably recoiled, upset, emotions already on high after months of emotional distress.

Millie and Loona would step in, assuring you he didn't leave you, he spent weeks looking for you, it destroyed him and he rushed over right away.

You were silent for a moment before snarling, telling them he left you, he betrayed and abandoned you, you knew the truth, youd been shown it by the pair.

He left you to be tortured and tormented, he didn't love you!

It went on like this for hours, each of them pleading, insisting Blitzø still loved you, that they all did, that it wasn't his fault.

It was Verosika and Striker that made you think like this.

Youd hold firm, but even over the hours of arguing, shouting, pulling at every loose thread of logic.

And it'd be after hours, you and Blitzø arguing again, that he'd snap, telling you he loved you, he didn't WANT to Leave you, he couldn't control it. He loved you!

At that you seemed to break down, sobbing, asking if he loved you, why did he leave you.

Let yoy be be hurt like that? Where was he when you needed him?

At that Blitzø pulled you close, letting you out of the cuffs, holding you close, you utterly breaking down in his grasp.

Blitzø would hold you close, holding you as you whales into his shoulder, pounding his chest in a frustrated bout of negative emotions.

He'd hold you, letting you get it all out.

Holding you close, all he could think of was getting his revenge on that asshole Striker and bitch Verosika.

Youd suffer nightmares for months afterwards, it seemingly every night you'd wake up screaming from a nightmare, you sobbing and blubbering emotionally, Blitzø having to settle you down, reminding you you were safe.

That he was here.

That he hadn't left you and you weren't alone. You had him.

He didn't even take jobs anymore, the Imp just spending his time in the office with you, handling the office work, making sure he never really left your side.

And it took a long, long, loooooong time. But after many months of caring and the occasional outbreak, you would begin to improve. Nightmares were less frequent and could go more then a few moments without Blitzø, slowly becoming more independent.

It wasn't perfect, and you'd occasionally wake up screaming, berating him for leaving you.

But you did progress, slowly, but surely, Blitzø with you every step of the way. And after a year together you were almost normal again, able to go without the man for hours at a time without an emotional break, though still very emotionally reliant on the man to keep yourself together.

Loona

Loona was in a frenzy.

Youd been out on the town, just enjoying yourselves, having fun and messing about.

And it summing up to be a pretty good night, that was until a van suddenly pulled up, talking the both of you, goons jumping out and attacking you.

Luckily for her, Loona was able to face them off after dodged the tazer. The girl able to kick their asses.

Unluckily for you, you hadn't, one of the goons able to pull you into the van. You having significantly less combat experience.

You cried out for her, Loona seeing your terrified face before the door was slammed shut.

She chased down the Van, following it for blocks, almost stopping it before she was tazzed again. She jumped back to her feet, head darting around, desperately searching for you, following a weak trail of your scent for another few blocks before it disappeared, the girl freaking out, running around in desperation.

When she realised she lost you, she really began to panic, slamming her hands against the ground.

She'd call Blitzø, the man quickly meeting her at the closest point they could find, the two of them searching for you together.

This went on for days, the search for you.

Loona didn't eat. She didnt sleep.

She just searched for you.

Day and night.

It was only at Blitzø's insistence and literal exhaustion that she'd eat or sleep.

He of course did his fatherly duty in helping her search, even asking Stolas for some Help, but nothing came of it.

It'd be one night, as she was walking around on a full stomach, a rare state since your disappearance, the girl just looking around, stuck in a perpetually dower mood, bordering depression.

And it'd be as she walked, that she suddenly got a call, not recognising the number, she sombrely accepted.

A harsh, dry voice would tell her if she wanted to see you again, she needed to do as told.

Loona tried to demand answers but the voice just told her a location, and to come alone, if she didn't, you were already dead.

As it would turn out, some asshole shed smashed through a plate glass window, was actually the son of a mob boss, said boss stealing you.

He'd return you to her.

And just as loona ran to you, you pounced.

She though it had been for a hug, but when she saw the glint of the blade in your hand, she jumped back, just managing to dodge it.

You went at her with everything she had, and apparently, that was a lot.

She tried to make you calm down, tried to explain you were confused, that you didnt need to fight her.

But nothing gorgeous through to you, the woman eventually forced to fight back, knocking your ass out.

Then, absolutely pissed, she quickly dealt with the mobsters son, wiping him an his men out.

She took you home, tending to you, releaved you were finally safe with her, but also terrified of what they might have done to you, the girl completely blaming herself for what had happened to you.

When you woke up, much to her dismay, you instantly tried to attack her.

She could dodge you simply enough, being far quicker and more limber, the girl desperately trying to calm you down.

Youd snap at her, telling her to shut up.

She didn't get to talk to you like that. Like she cared. She abandoned you, and you hated her!

This would break her heart, distraught that her once loving, gentle S/O whom she loved with all her heart, thought so such toxic things of her.

She'd eventually end up atop you, holding you down, demanding you listen.

Youd fight her, insisting she had abandoned you. But Loona refuted it, telling you she searched everywhere for you. She loved you, you were her true love she'd never leave you.

Your mask began to crack, but with venom and emotion in your voice you'd ask, "then where were you when I needed you?"

That destroyed her, the girl already feeling guilty as it was she'd begin to tear up, and so, climbing off of you, she'd grab the nearest weapon, a kitchen knife, before walking back over.

With emotions high, Loona would jam the knife into your hand and through barely contained tears she'd tell you if you truly thought she abandoned you, that she didn't love you, then just kill her because she can't bare living any longer loving you if your going to hate her for something she didn't do.

Youd be taken aback, emotions on the Fritz, unable to decide between your emotions and your conditioning, mind shattering.

But looking up at Loona, seeing the girl in tears, you'd break, tearing up, collapsing into a mess of tears.

Loona would hold you close, the both of you in tears, holding each other close, the girl holding onto you long into the night.

After that, Loona was Hyper protective of you. She was on high alert 24/7, rarely going out with you and never leaving you alone without someone else watching you.

She handled the nightmares and trauma a bit better, holding you close, gently stroking your hair, comforting you as best she could.

Things... we're never truly as they were before, you seeming to never become as lively and carefree as you were before. But you'd truly come to love each other again, trusting each other absolutely.

And while not perfect, nothing in Hell was. But she had you, and you loved her. And that was enough.

Moxxie

He couldn't believe it.

When you'd been taken he was distraught, spiralling into a rage filled depression, snapping at the slightest thing. Taking no shit from anybody since your kidnapping.

And after an incident with Loona, Blitzø sent her on a mandatory vacation to Wrath with his best friend, Millie.

The girl would take her to her home town, and after losing any interest in the town within minutes of arriving hed wander off, only to be confronted by Striker.

And while he was ready to tear the man apart, he was shocked.

Horrified! When you'd step out from behind him, striker introducing you as his new partner.

Moxxie would instantly try and speak to you, asking if you were alright.

Only for you to shut him down, snarling that he didn't care.

He abandoned you, leaving you for dead.

But Striker, he found you, saving you.

He wouldn't abandon you.

Not like him.

Moxxie would do his best to refute it, explaining Striker had stolen you, twisted your mind, made you hate him.

Striker would whisper in your ear, easily turning you against him further.

The fight to come was... tricky.

Luckily, Millie came out of nowhere and could handle Striker, so he was able to take you one on one, the Imp doing his best to avoid fighting you, trying to get through to you. Appeal to the person you used to be before Striker got his claws into you.

It wouldn't work and the Imp would be forced to dodge or endure each of your attacks.

He wouldn't hurt you, he couldn't, he didn't have it in him.

Youd fight a long while, Until, in a moment of desperation, he shot you in the leg, intentionally missing anything vital, just enough to immobilise you.

Seeing you out of the fight, Striker realised he was outnumbered, and like the snake he was, he ran.

You called out, begging him to save you like he said he would. And he would pause, only for the snake to call you dead weight, shooting at you to distract Moxxie, before running off.

You had a very literal mind break. Having quite the breakdown, Moxxie instantly coming to your aid, supporting you as you had a full blown mental meltdown.

You... you took a long time to recover, having to recover from both threw trauma and conditioning Striker put you through.

It'd take a long, long time. But Moxxie was with you all the while, showering you in unconditional love and support, slowly and carefully coaxing you back to your proper self.

And after months of work, and an intimate moment together one night, your romance would be rekindled, your relationship slowly reviving until you genuinely loved the Imp once more.

Of course, Moxxie would be super protective of you, more now than ever.

And while he swore he'd kill that snake the next time they met, he was happy to have you back, just enjoying the time he had with you.

Millie

Millie held your crying form to her own.

Striker, the snake had stolen you, tortured and abused, brainwashed you to hate her.

But she knew you.

She knew her baby.

And after some careful words, carefully chosen to get to you, and after Striker abandoned you, she pulled you close, assuring you she had you as you broke down.

She wouldn't let you go again.

She spent days with you, staying by your side, helping you through every nightmare and traumatic bout of PTSD. Doing everything she could to help you through your trauma.

It was weeks of emotional breakdowns, and 24/7 caring and compassion on the girls part before you really seemed to come back to her.

You smiled, for the first Time in months. It was brief, but it meant the world to her.

It all coming together one morning when the Imp waking up one morning to you making breakfast, you'd timidly tell her you remembered how fun it was cooking for her was before... everything and, well, you wanted to thank her.

For everything.

Millie would feel her heart swell, oh so happy to see you returning to normal, the girl holding you close for a good moment. Telling you you didn't need to thank her, it's what you did for for those you loved.

She held you, just enjoying the moment, before you sat down, enjoying a meal together.

The Impet curling her tail around your leg, giving you an adoring stare, slowly eating her meal, just enjoying your time together.

Your relationship slowly, but surely returned to how it was. Sweet, loving, intimate. The two of you truly in love. And she couldn't be happier.

[gothicemoowl]

Push chapter 2: Soon you'll get better.

Summary:

Title from Taylor Swifts: "Soon you'll get better."

TW: Panic/Anxiety attacks, child slavory,

more at the end to avoid spoilers. Nothing too major, but if you need family or medical related TW, read the end note first. It's right below the story.

"I know delusion when I see it in the mirror

You like the nicer nurses, you make the best of a bad deal

I just pretend it isn't real

I'll paint the kitchen neon, I'll brighten up the sky

I know I'll never get it, there's not a day that I won't try

And I'll say to you

Ooh-ah, soon you'll get better

Ooh-ah, soon you'll get better

Ooh-ah, you'll get better soon

'Cause you have to." -Taylor swift, Soon you'll get better.

{IMP, present: }

Blitzø got back to IMP after what felt like forever! Fuckin shit does Stolas love to draw things out.

“Where the hell have you been?” Blitzø heard immediately as he sat down. "We're supposed to be visiting mom in an hour, I almost left without you."

“Relax, Barb. I didn't forget.” Blitzø sighs, can’t just get a second of quiet for fucks sake. “I just had some business to tend to.” 

“Business? What kind of business?” She asks suspiciously. "What did you do?" 

Blitzø sighs. “Look, it's not a big deal…I was taken by Stolas’s guards and I had to smooth things over with him. Okay? It's not that big of a deal."

“Fucking damn it, Blitzø.” Barb says. “Again? You’re an assassin for Satan's sake! You’re supposed to be invisible!”

“Christ on a stick! I am NOT a fucking ninja!” Blitzø argues.

“Uhm. Who’s Stolas?” Loona asks, appearing in the room with Millie.

“Ooo! Is he your boooooyfriend?” Millie teases.

“He’s…no one. Okay? How about that?” Blitzø asks. “Why don’t you three mind your own business for once? I don’t pry into your stupid personal lives!”

Barbie rolls her eyes. "You do that all the time!"

“You totally do that!” Loona says.

"Come on, you kinda do that." Millie says.

Barbie grabs Blitzø's arms and grips them tightly to look at her. “Blitzø, you cannot get involved with that spoiled prince again! You know how you get around him!” She says.

“Prince?” Millie asks. “You dated a prince?!" Millie asks. 

"How is that even possible?" Loona asks.

"Okay- why is that so shocking?" Blitzø asks.

"He's a prince…" Loona says. 

"It's you." Millie says. 

"How the hell did you manage to date a fucking prince? Who is this guy?" Loona asks.

"It doesn't matter because we're not together anymore, okay?" Blitzø asks. "I wouldn't exactly call what we did dating." Blitzø mumbles.

"Just-“ Barb pulled Blitzø to look at her again. “Please tell me you didn't fuck him." 

“Ooooooo~” Millie teases again.

“Gross!” Loona complained. “I don’t want to hear about your sex life!”

"Then don’t ask me about it.” Blitzø says.

“Blitzø!” Barb shouts. 

"I didn't fuck him!" Blitzø says."We only talked. He agreed to let us use the book for work. Isn’t that great?” He asks, forcing some enthusiasm, knowing his sister well, and knowing she’s not gonna like what she’s hearing.

"And why the fuck would he do that?" Barbie asks.

"I don't know…maybe he felt bad for how things ended between us?" Blitzø suggested. 

"It's Stolas." Barbie says. "He doesn't care about anyone except himself." She says.

"He's not a monster, Barb. Just a stupid prince with his head screwed on wrong." Blitzø explains.

"Give the book back, I don't want you associating with him!" Barb says.

"I'm not going to do that, Barb. Because A, you’re not my mother, and B-" Blitzø moves Barb further away to whisper. “We’re kinda desperate in case you forgot.”

Barb crossed her arms.

“I know this sucks, but it’s nothing. I’m over him.” Blitzø says. "I promise."

His sister sighs heavily. “I know, but- it’s…it's Stolas.” Barb says.

“I know…” Blitzø says. "But, imagine what good it could do." He says. "We can help mom, we can build this place from the bottom right to the top. We have people to take care of."

“You’ll catch feelings and get yourself hurt. Just like you always do! I don’t want to see you…like that again.” She argues.

“I’ll be careful! I know it's hard but…it’s Stolas. He’s never been that serious about me….I know that now.” Blitzø says.

Barb pinches the center of her face. “Okay…I’ll trust you against my better judgment. But only because we don’t have a lot of options.” She says, taking the book from him.

Blitzø nods, he knows better… Stolas only ever saw him as a servant to do whatever he wants to…

They were never really friends…

He only wished he had realized that sooner…

{Past: Blitzo}

Stolas made good on his promise, he made a deal with Paimon. Instead of letting Blitzo rot in prison, he agreed to let the Imp work off his debt.

But, knowing everything he took, Blitzo knew to pay even a fraction of what he stole would take a million years! Imps don't get paid enough to actually pay them back.

He supposed it was better than prison though, because he at least had a friend.

But, he still had hope that his family would save him! They just didn't want to make the deal, but surely they didn't forget about Blitzo.

But, then the weeks passed.

Then months.

Blitzo learned the trade from the other servants, he was now to be Stolas’s personal slave.

Making his breakfast, cleaning his room, dusting his books, helping him get dressed.

It wasn't the worst life…but it was less than ideal.

How was he supposed to be a good performer if he can never practice? He's way too busy helping Stolas.

"Blitzo!"

"Ahh!" Blitzo dropped the tray he was holding, breaking the plates and cup that was on the tray. This is surprisingly not uncommon in the Goicia household, at parties they'd throw their glasses around like they were disposable. Blitzo had one plate at home. If he broke it…he'd just have two very small yet sharp ones. They couldn't afford to replace crockery like that.

"Oh, sorry." Stolas says, helping him pick up the broken plate and cup pieces.

Blitzø sighs. "It's fine, I got it." He says. They could get in trouble if Stolas was caught helping "What do you need?" Blitzo asks.

"I was hoping you would help me practice magic, it’s so much more fun with you there.” Stolas says.

Blitzo liked practicing with Stolas, but he had so much to do, he'd rather get it done so he didn't have to stay up so late… but he literally can't say no to Stolas, they'd probably whip him or something. “Yeah, okay.” Blitzo says. "I'll meet you out there after I get this cleaned up."

Stolas smiles. "Alright, can I help?"

"Better not, your dad or someone could see. No offense, but most of your staff are huge narks."

Stolas nods. "Oh right. I'll be outside then!" Stolas skips away.

Blitzo finished cleaning up the tray and then met Stolas outside to help him.

{Later:}

It was hours later when Stolas was satisfied with his progress. He usually spends an hour or two every day. Today, it was four hours of non-stop memorizing and casting spells.

Once Stolas felt like he had enough, him and Blitzo just laid down on the grass to look at the sky.

Technically Blitzo should have just went back to work, but he probably wouldn't be in trouble since Stolas asked him to stay for a bit.

"You sure take this magic thingy seriously." Blitzo says to him.

"Well, father says it's very important, I want to make him proud." He explains.

"Your dad doesn't seem to be around much, is that like, normal for you?" Blitzo asks

Stolas shrugs. "Well…he is very busy." He says. "Is your father around a lot."

"Kinda, he likes Fizz more though." Blitzo says. "He thinks Fizz is so much better, but I'm gonna show him someday how great a clown I really am!"

"Is Fizzarolli your brother?" Stolas asks.

"No, we're friends. I don't have any brothers, just a sister." He says.

"Well, I think you're a great clown, Blitzo." Stolas says. "You made me laugh way more than Fizzarolli did."

Blitzo smiles. "Really?"

"Absolutely." Stolas says. "Surley the rest of your family knows that. What about your mum?" He asks.

"Mom says I need to practice. But she also said Fizz, me, and Barbie are all different and we should all focus on running our own race, whatever that means."

Stolas was going to say something, but noticed Blitzo holding his arms in his hands. "What's wrong, Blitzo?"

"I miss her." He says. "I miss all of them."

"I know." Stolas says. "I'm sorry I got you into this."

"It wasn't your fault." Blitzo says. "I just wasn't sneaky enough…I need to work on that."

Stolas chuckles softly. "It will be okay, Blitzo. I'm sure they'll be back with the treasures, they probably just traded some of it and they're trying to get it back." He says.

"Yeah…maybe." Blitzo says. "I should probably get back, or Mr. Butler will get upset."

Stolas nods. "Alright, thanks for the help, Blitzo."

Blitzo nods. Once he was away from Stolas, he wiped away a quick tear and got back to work.

{Present: Blitzø}

Barb and Blitzø headed to the sloth ring, St. An's Assistant living facility.

It's the best place they could send her to where she'll actually be taken care of, but bills have been piling up like crazy.

It'll be worth it once they're able to offer her a good therapist to work with.

She has nurses and friends here, which is great, but they want her to actually heal from this, and these people can only do so much.

"Hey, mom. How's it going?" Barbie asks, greeting their mother.

Tilla looks up at Barbie and smiles, she gets up from where she was sitting and hugs her daughter tightly. "Barbie, hi sweetheart. What took you so long? I've been waiting ages."

"I know, we're a little late." Barbie says. "How are you doing? You feeling alright?"

"Never better, dear. Nurse Karen's still a bit of a sour puss, but I won't let her slow me down.' She says.

"Hey, that's great, Mom." Barbie says. "Hey, look who's here." She says.

Blitzø swallowed hard. "Hey, Mom." He says, waving a hand at her slowly.

Tilla looks him over, confused. "Cash?"

"No, ma. It's Blitzo. You remember him, right?" Barbie asked.

Blitzø stepped closer despite the intense anxiety he was feeling, he held his arms tightly. He doesn’t know of he can do this.

Tilla starts breathing heavily, something horrible snapped within her. "Blitzo? Where is he?" Tilla asks. "Where is he?" She asks.

"I'm here, mom. I'm right here." Blitzø says. "See? Everything's gonna be okay."

Tilla didn't acknowledge what he said, instead she started panicking, looking around the hospital calling out for her lost son: "Blitzo! Nonono, I have to find him!" She says as nurses gently restrain her.

The nurses try to calm her down, but Tilla is still shouting: "Where's Blitzo? Where is he? I have to find him! I have to-"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Blitzø says.

"It's alright, but I need you both to leave." Nurse Charlotte says.

Blitzø walks backwards until he is brave enough to turn away and leave.

"Blitzø!" Barbie called out.

"Ma'am, you need to leave now." Nurse Karen says. She turns back to Tilla. "It's alright, Tilla. He's okay."

Barbie looks at her mom, seeing her cry and shout like that…it was unreal. No matter how much they try, it never gets any better.

Things look so blurry as she turns to leave, her head feels so cold, so dark. It wasn't real…

She found Blitzø right outside the building. "Blitzø? You okay?" Barbie asks.

"It never gets any easier." He says, drying his tears quickly.

"I know." Barbie says. "But, we gotta keep trying."

Blitzø shakes his head."No, I can't keep doing this, I only upset her." Blitzø says.

"Blitzø-"

"I can't keep seeing her like that, I can't!" Blitzø shouts.

"I know it's hard, but you're not alone."She says.

"We have work to do tomorrow." Blitzø says. "We should go home."

Barbie sighs, but agrees with him.

She still had hope that Tilla would be okay. ..

She has to be…

"This won't go back to normal, if it ever was

It's been years of hoping, and I keep saying it because

'Cause I have to." -Soon you'll get better, Taylor swift.

NOTES:

TW: Sick mother not being able to recognize her son, nursing home

Note: Bit of a shorter chapter, but I hope you liked it anyway. (I swear it'll get more interesting as it goes on.)

The IMP gang seem to have some troubles right now. But at least they have each other, Blitzø, Loona, Millie, Barbie...

We aren't missing anyone, are we?

Tags: @susstardust

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

OBSESSIVE STOLAS X Male Imp Pt.1

(This is a long fanfic and will consist of multiple parts.)

The day Stolas met you, the life which had been boring at worst and full of love and respect at best, was in complete shambles. Broken ever since the "Brunch incident".

He and his wife were barely on speaking terms, and when they did speak, it would almost exclusively devolved into a fight filled with harsh words and thrown objects.

His darling starfire hadn't spoken to him in over a week. Something he'd usually chock up to teenage angst, but she actively avoided him now.

Something she'd never do before.

And so with his homelife slowly tearing him apart, he naturally thought a visit to his favourite Imp in all hell would brighten his day.

And that's where you came in.

You'd worked at I.M.P for the last few months and were quickly becoming a valued member of the I.M.P family.

Youd just finished a job and were about to fill out the rather tedious paperwork the job entailed, When the towering Demon Prince entered the office.

You were too proud an Imp to admit it, but when you first saw Prince Stolas you were a little starstruck.

Said Prince, apon finding a new Imp at I.M.P's office immediately inquired as to who you were

Taken off guard by suddenly be talking to a Prince of hell, you spent a moment fumbling your words, before finally telling him your name.

Stolas finding the whole thing quiet adorable.

Stolas sparked up a conversation, asking how you ended up at I.M.P and your work with the company. Something you were more than happy to tell him about.

You told him how Blitzø had hired you after youd single handedly killed 3 men in a fight with only a can opener.

Then you told him about how working as an assassin was challenging but enjoyable work, all things considered.

You tell him how working for the chaotic force of nature that is Blitzø was great too, when he wasn't being a prick.

As charming as Stolas found your slightly flustered conversation. There was a purpose to his visit. And so asking you if Blitzø was in, to which you told him he was in his office.

Stolas suddenly became anxious, wondering aloud if his outfit was presentable or not.

This caused you to laugh, placing a hand over your mouth.

Stolas was immediately indignant, demanding to know what was so funny.

You killed the laugh with a cough, before telling him you laughed because simply put "You'd never seen a more ravishing demon in all your time in hell" And for him to be anxious was funny to you.

Stolas Blushed hard, a Warmth he didn't understand spreading through his chest. It had been so long since he'd received such praise from someone who wasnt utterly subservient to him.

Sputtering out an timid thank you, before immediately making his way Blitzø's office, Ignoring your cries to wait.

Being violently thrown out of Blitzø's office was not how he saw this unplanned little 'Rendezvous' going.

Blitzø stepped out stared down at him, a mixture of disgust and anger plain on his face.

'I'm so sick of this shit stolas' Blitzø grumble out, pinching the bridge between his eyes. 'We made a Fucking deal, I come over ONCE a MONTH and fuck your brains out. And you leave me alone unless you have a job for us.'

Stolas tried to reply, trying to explain why he was there. But before he could Blitzø interjected 'I can put up with all creepy perverted texts and shit, but I am not your God Damned SEXTOY Stolas! I don't want to see your ass don't here again!' He screamed, before slamming the door.

Stolas just sat there. Unwilling to move. He felt like he'd just been slapped.

His eyes stung. His throat burned. He clutched at the ground, and even as his world fell apart around him, he could only focus on one thing.

He felt so cold...

He had no one.

No one loved him.

He felt so cold...

It took everything he had not to breakdown, he couldn't, not here. It was unbecoming of a prince to been seen showing such weakness.

The sudden sensation of something on his shoulder. Daring to open his eyes, he was shocked to find You, standing over him. Hand on his shoulder and a sympathetic smile on your face.

You reached into your coat and removed a handkerchief.

Croutching down you wiped the growing dew around his eyes.

Putting away the hanky, you stood up and offered him a hand.

Helping him to his feet, you asked him if he was okay. Stolas immediately tried to put up his aristocratic facade and assure you he was fine.

Only for the words to die in his throat and for him to almost burst into tears again.

Leading him into the nearby office, you find yourself in the conference room. You sat him on said conference table.

Quickly zipping off, you returned a moment later with a little plastic cup of water.

Handing the little cup, he took it with a wordless thanks.

Stolas felt cold.

He felt like his whole world was falling apart. He had nothing.

His wife couldnt stand him.

His beloved Starfire wouldn't stay in the same room as him.

He had nothing and no one.

No one loved him.

Why should he even go on.

Even through there crimson glow, you could see just how close he was to breaking down.

So before his despair could consume him completely, you did the only thing you could think of.

You climbed atop the conference table and pulled the poor owl-boi into a hug.

It was a little awkward due to the height difference, but standing on the table brought you high enough to pull his head onto your chest.

Stolas was utterly shocked, not just by the action itself, But the fact you did this on your own acord.

He didn't have to barter or beg or make promises for your affection.

You just... gave it freely.

He couldnt help himself.

It had been so long since he'd last felt the loving touch of another soul.

And for you to give affection so openly, he felt he could let himself be vulnerable to you. He releases a long anguished cry, bursting into tears.

You just held him close, gently petting his head, whispering words of comfort, telling him everything would be okay.

He didn't know why but your words brought out

Stolas threw his arms around you, holding onto you as though you were the last anchor in his sea of despair.

The poor owl drenched the front of your shirt with his dejected tears.

Stolas didn't know how long he cried for, and you simply didn't care.

You could tell he needed this and were more then happy to give the demonic prince some much needed affection.

Eventually, Stolas shed all the tears he had, standing up he unintentionally pulled himself from your warm embrace.

Stolas instantly missed the warmth of your touch. The same all consuming coldness as before instantly returning.

Looking up at Stolas you draw your handkerchief and go to wipe his tear stained face.

But before you could, Stolas grabbed your hand, his other hand was placed on the back of your head, he pulls you into a kiss.

You weren't sure how to react, stolas certainly didn't give you any time to figure it out as he pulled you deeper into the kiss.

While you were initially shocked by the kiss, you honestly, didn't care to put up any kind of resistance.

While you would of preferred he asked for a kiss, you could tell the guy needed this. And all things considered, you were happy to oblige him.

So when his tongue slid across your teeth, asking for entrance, you wrapped your arms around his neck you let it in, giving stolas full access to your mouth.

You began leaning into the kiss, doing your best to return his passion.

Stolas, took your returning passion as further permission, he became more aggressive.

His tongue dominated your mouth, as his hands began roamed across your body.

Stolas was in bliss, each time you shivered or moaned, bringing him further pleasure.

Taking each sound as encouragement, he became more and more aggressive. Sure that each sound you made was an unconscious sign of love.

He became more desperate to hear your angelic voice as moaned or cried out. Desperate to hear someone say they loved him.

Gripping his head, you tried to de-escalate the situation before it got out of hand.

Of course that was easier said then done, as Stolas was much stronger then he looked. But after much effort, despite Stolas's silent insistence that you continue, you finally managed to break the kiss.

Stolas's forceful nature found you pushed back onto the table. Stolas towering over you, staring down at you with those awe inspiring crimson eyes.

'We cant be this doing this' You try to tell him 'Not here. What if someone walks in on us?' The question hung in the air. When it became obvious it wasn't deterring his growing need you asked 'What if Blitzø catches us?'

Stolas pulled back at that.

Looking to the side he rubbed his arm, Anxiety bubbling in his chest.

Stolas hadn't thought of that.

What if Blitzø did walk in?

Finding him with one of his employees.

In his office.

Would Blitzø be upset?

Would he yell at him, scream and throw a fit, insisting he had betrayed him...

Would Blitzø even care?

There was a part of him that said 'Of course he would. Blitzø, no matter how much he denied it, surely Blitzø cared for him on some level.'

Stolas could tell himself that all he wanted, but deep down, he knew the truth.

He placed his hand on your cheek, looking down at you. He tried to speak only for a new wave of emotions hit him, causing him on reflex to fall silent.

It was in that moment, as he stood over you, did he realis he didn't need to hide his vulnerability from you. You weren't judging him, he could be vulnerable to you and would judge him for it.

His heart swelled and despite having just met you, he found himself developing a deep yearning to be with you.

'I-I know this is sudden. And you have every right to say no. But please... No one has ever shown me such genuine affection like you have today.'

' I'm so used to people only interested in me for my status or resources.' Stolas held himself, looking dejectedly to the side. A new wave of sorrow enveloping him.

'Your the only one who's shown me the slightes care, past what I could do for them.' He didn't meet your gaze, he ran his hand down your chest, his voice becoming just above a whisper. 'I have nothing (Y/N), I have no one. Right now your the only thing I have.'

'I need to feel something (Y/n), I need to feel something before I fall apart, and I want feel it with you.' He was practically begging you by this point.

Things like pity and mercy were a death sentence in hell.

There was nothing stopping you from saying no. You cared little for royalty. You weren't some door mat that took every word from royalty as gospel.

But right now, this great Demonic Prince standing before you. He didn't want your obedience. He wasn't forcing you to do anything.

He just wanted some sort of affection. something you knew you could give him so easily.

How could you say no?

With a deep sigh, you resigned yourself to your fate. Leaning forward you place your hand under his chin and raised his head to meet your gaze. Stolas was shocked when pulled him close and planted a kiss on his his beak.

'Lock the door' you whispered.