#plot twist: stolas knows all along

[teddy-boar]

Fic idea: Post break-up, Blitz decides to take Verosika's advice and give his relationship with Stolas some time and space. Stolas can explore the world beyond just Stella, Blitz, and his oppressive circle of royalty and Goetias, while Blitz needs to work on himself before he can win Stolas back.

But as we've seen at the end of Apology Tour, that man is possessive and jealous, and I don't think he can keep his nose out of it. So he stalks Stolas as he goes out, roping Millie and Moxxie along under the guise of a mission like Loo Loo Land again. He is covertly protecting Stolas from creeps and assholes as he goes out to the bar, or goes clubbing and raving, shooting any motherfucker that hold a smidgen of bad intentions, doing extensive background checks on anyone hitting on Stolas then disposing of them if he deems them sketchy. He fumes in jealousy as he watches Stolas have fun with new people, maybe kiss one or two, but he never interjects, just hiding in the shadow making sure he is safe and happy.

[chaifootsteps]

Atp what is the point in resisting stolas becoming a villain?

Blitzø doesn’t have any consistent major antagonist directly tied to his story other than stolas. Different to an outright villain, antagonists create obstacles conflict and turmoil in the protagonist. And no, stolas’ ex wife and stolas’ in-laws who want the house and child support hardly count. Because if they’re the stories main villain, that makes stolas the protagonist. The story already uses his feelings, his goals his troubles and his conflict as the focal point. That’s what a protagonist is. Blitzø would just be his supporting character.

If stolas becomes villainous it’s a well paced journey. His flaws of grandiosity, self centred attitude, his own ingrained supremacist thoughts, the weight of his duties, they all overcome him. Overpower his shy kindness. He falls into madness. “Your sweetness has gone foul” might actually work.

Does it make the abuse he suffered less sympathetic? No.

Does it make his love for his daughter less genuine? Absolutely not.

Does it make him not a victim of Stella’s torment? No.

Would he stop being a fan favourite? No

Will people stop shipping it? The most part, absolutely not. People love foe yay. Villain x Hero stories are massive in the shipping world.

Will there be opportunities for dark music numbers, dark symbolism, descent into madness, incredible fight action scenes between the main two, painful tragedy and shocking plot twists? Hell yes.

Will the villain fanart be incredible? Yes.

Would Bryce Pinkhams voice create a good villain song? Yes. His deep register would work beautifully. and he has delivered two maniacal laughing scenes that the audience loves. The angry way he sings “what kind of monster does that make me” was chilling.

So what is going on here? As a Broadway fan surely Viv would know how beloved and powerful villain songs can be. And the discourse would end. “Stolas seemed nice but he did this terrible thing!” “Yes that’s the point he was the villain in the making all along” “wow Viv what a twist!”

Agree with every last word you've said here, with the exception of "As a Broadway fan surely Viv would know how beloved and powerful villain songs can be." It implies that Viv is willing to engage with the stories she consumes in a way that goes deeper than the immediate gratification they give her...that she cares enough to learn what works, what doesn't, and apply it to what's supposed to be her craft.

[warblogs17282]

I wonder what Octavia's relationship with Stella is, and how it might come into effect later in the plot.

APOLOGY TOUR TOMORROW WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, anyways,

Looking at the trailer, we have this line 'You never loved mother and you don't love me. You love him.' Now, let's consider the tone this is being said in, it's rather understandable it's a mix between being both upset and angry.

Looking into seeing stars for a moment, Stella says something along the lines of accusing Stolas of manipulating Octavia against her, which I believe implies one of two things, it's referring to her thinking that Stolas is manipulating her to take his side during the divorce proceedings, or that Octavia still lives with Stella every now and then Stolas is trying to stop that, with her twisted logic, turning Octavia against Stella as she calls it.

Now, if we assume the second one where Octavia still lives with Stella every now and then, this would imply that Octavia still keeps a stable relationship going with Stella, which would track, as Octavia does not know of all the abuse Stella gave Stolas even before he had sex with Blitz, which is most likely the first time it was obvious what she was doing, but because Stolas hid all of that abuse from Octavia, most likely than ever, she sees what Stella is doing as extreme, but reasoned as all Octavia knows up to this point is that Stolas had sex with an imp.

Which plays into the 'You never loved mother' part because Octavia does not know about all the abuse, so as far as Octavia is concerned, Stolas cheated on Stella for no reason, proving to her that Stolas never loved Stella, causing a divide between the two, which would make her lean towards Stella's side more, especially if Octavia still lives with Stella every now and then. All of which could imply that Octavia prefers Stella as a parent over Stolas because she may actually love Octavia, which is unlikely, but to Octavia, it very well may look that way, even more so depending on how Stella has interacted with Octavia that we don't know about yet.

Which could also play into Andrealphus, as we know, he's in cahoots with Stella, and with all of these factors, I believe that those two are going to attempt to rob Stolas blind in the divorce proceedings, taking as much as they can from him, using Octavia and her dwindling relationship with Stolas as the means to do so, playing Octavia like a puppet doll, with Stella and Andrealphus being the ones to pull the strings. Not to mention, Stolas is becoming more and more emotionally weaker, with the events of the full moon episode and those words from Octavia pushing him further and further down, making Stolas more likely to retreat into his old ways, shutting down and just complying with the old status quo, making any defense he could have in the divorce proceedings seem very weak as a result. With this line just proving she's out for everything Stolas has.

Food for thought going into the next few episodes I suppose

[colourstreakgryffin]

Hiiii, I just read your Blitz x trans male! Hellhound reader and I loved it! It was so sweet and comforting for someone who's also trans male 🥹 and it got me thinking, what if a male hellhound reader met Blitz one day at a bar or smth (maybe reader works there?) and they get to talking, Blitz is low-key already crushing, pass a date or a few and reader and Blitz are happily dating! Now, Blitz has been wanting for reader and Loona to meet, cause why not? Plot twist, reader is Loona's bio dad! How they find out is up to you 🫶🫶 (and it's totally okay if you're not taking any requests rn, just wanted to toss my thoughts out there) but I do hope you have a nice day, drink some yummy water, eat that good food, and stay safe 😁

Haha! Awww. Really? You’re trans? That’s wonderful, I hope I did okay with representation since I am nervous to tackle it. You are beautiful in all bodies but I am happy you’ve found your preferred skin! Trans support for life! 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

By the way, I love this! It’s adorable! I think Blitz meeting Loona’s real mom or dad is a cute concept for even a real episode. I can imagine how grateful the parents would be to Blitz for taking care of their puppy! But anyway. Happy to do this, Blitzy is a good boy and I LOVE him so much. You have no idea!

Also also. Everybody. PLEASE stop hating on Blitz. What is going on with him is NOT his fault! You need to step back and look at what happened before bashing him

Blitzø- High-Tell Surprise

Blitzø doesn’t have the best track record when it comes to romantic partners. He has a endless amount of flings and one-night stands but nobody has truly held his heart in the way Fizzarolli did since him, so he shuts himself out from love to avoid the heartbreak

That was all until he met you…

At your job, at a local kinda shitty bat in Imp City. Blitzø was simply exhausted from such a tiring day at his business; running it, arguing with Moxxie, trying to maintain his beloved Loona. All he wanted was to get a bit hammered to dull how aching he is

Blitzø, at first, simply thought you were quite handsome and appealing as you uninterestedly tending the bar he strolled up to. Hellhound as well, he didn’t even know other Hellhounds stuck around this shithole

But hey. He was interested so he worked his magic on you and in no time, he was holding quite the fun conversation with you whilst you were working. Even though, you could have just told him to leave… you didn’t

And he found that very flattering

This became a weird routine he begun doing. He almost immediately forgot about his weird feelings for the Goetia Prince, Stolas and focused more on you to the point that everybody noticed it, even Loona. Coming to the same bar every single day after work, to talk to you and you became his friend in no time

Blitzø isn’t usually the type to make friends with others since he’s quite shielded and closed-off emotionally but yet, he’s still pursuing some type of connection with you and he doesn’t know if it’s because you’re so attractive or it’s because he wants you to be in his life

It felt like everything went by in a blissful blur for Blitzø since all he remembers past up to THAT day is just casual conversations over alcohol that got him wrecked faster than he wants to admit

The mischievous Imp, during his Blitzed state one afternoon at the bar you worked at. I’ll say that it’s become the norm for him to be a regular at your workplace, managed to stumble out something along the lines of;

“Wanna go out with me?”

And surprisingly! You said yes. He almost couldn’t believe it, he never ever wanted to pursue a relationship, out of his fear of intimacy but he can’t get out of this now. He��d have kissed your cute doggy snout right there if he wouldn’t fall over from all the alcohol making his head woozy

You did go on a date with him the next morning… many dates throughout the weeks and eventually, Blitzø decided that weird but pleasant burning beat in his heart is worth to pursue, even if he was so afraid of rejection. He shot his shot and he finally didn’t miss, since now. You’re his hot fluffy wolf boyfriend!

These few months have been even more blissful and kinda blurry than the weeks he spent getting tipsy just to talk to you. He gets to come to your apartment every day, he gets somebody to kiss and talk to, somebody to lean on, somebody to remind him he isn’t alone

Blitzø has introduced you to everybody he loves… being his employees but not the most important one in his life. Loona!

How could he forget?!

Blitzø quickly decides he needs to arrange a meeting inbetween you and his beloved Loonie-Toonie proto since you’re her new stepdad after all. Plus, you’re both fluffy wolfy Hellhounds. He believes it fits and believes that you’ll make a great father figure for his beloved daughter

Okay… he wanted you to be a good father figure to Loona but he did NOT know you were her dad! Holy shit! Blitzø nearly choked on his food when you suddenly picked out a locket necklace, the one belonging to your late wife… the mother of Loona and compared Loona to the baby picture of her

You recognised Loona as scarily familiar, the moment your cute smol imp boyfriend introduced her as his daughter

You and her do very much share blaring similarities physically but Blitzø always figured Hellhounds look similar and never thought much but when you showed off your wife’s locket necklace and compared the picture inside to Loona

Blitzø couldn’t believe his luck… he scored his daughter’s biological father?! And said biological father is actually caring and loving and regrets giving up Loona

Blitzø, the second you revealed this, was ready to kick you out for hurting Loona but when he heard yours and your late wife’s side of the story… he couldn’t bring himself to be angry at you. You did the right thing by saving Loona from a poverty-stricken life

On the other hand, Loona isn’t that happy with you at all

Even so, Blitzø is confident that you’ll be able to repair your relationship with your daughter eventually. He is here to support you all the way and as also Loona’s dad, he will help repair this as much as he can

As he does truly love you, he loves you even more knowing you didn’t just abandon Loona selfishly and did a truly selfless thing for her. You’re a wonderful man, as Blitzø says

By the way, Blitzø finds your late deceased wife attractive and says she is a babe when you show him the pics of her but he respects the fact you’ll always love Loona’s mother, even when you’re with him… hell, he says he’d bang her if she was still alive— that’s just Blitzø

“Hey. Hey. Hey, Bae. Listen to me, I know what Loony said really hurt but she’s just a sensitive soul. I know, she’ll come around, trust me. I know how our daughter is”

[ripplestitchskein]

I’ve seen a couple posts about this topic so I wanted to throw my hat in the ring. Or at least make my position clear.

I do not think that Stolas needs to be with other people, be that Vassago, Better Than Blitz guy, or someone else. I do not believe he needs to have more sexual or romantic relationship experiences with someone other than Blitz for his character arc or to learn how to be a better partner for Blitz or any of that. I intensely dislike the idea that a character or person has to have a bunch of different experiences to know what they actually want in general or as like some kind of life skill building exercise to obtain enough experience points to “earn” the person they want. I don’t think it’s necessary for Blitz either, he can see Stolas moving on and away and want to work to change without a third party as the catalyst. There’s just a lot of weirdness around these concepts in general. Like the fixation on “healthy” relationships is odd to me, it’s definitely a newer fandom thing, and it has a lot of implications for neurodivergent people I’m not going to unpack here. So yeah.

I’ve also already made it clear that I definitely don’t want Stolas to lose his desire for romance. He doesn’t need to get more realistic expectations or be more grounded in his relationships. I would be extremely disappointed if that was the ultimate takeaway for his character as I feel his desire for romance is a really central part of him and I don’t need the messaging to be about “realistic” romance.

However. The story has opted to hint at the possibility of Stolas *possibly* moving on with someone else, and Viv has implied Vassago is that possibility, so a lot of my speculations or theorizing follow that potential plot line or I try to theorize ways Vassago could fill a role in a platonic capacity while Blitz might think it’s more than it is etc. We still don’t know what role he’ll fill so it is only speculation but it is natural to wonder if it’s a love triangle or misunderstanding in that vein since the nature of the conflict is romantic.

That’s not to say that they can’t do interesting or compelling things with a love triangle plot line, I also don’t buy into the idea that cliched or tropey plot lines can’t be done well, they very well could. I love tropes. I got the watch the same shows over and over and over and listen to the same songs on repeat, read nothing but fan fiction which is basically just remixes of the shows I’m watching over and over brand of autism so I’m all for some cliche romance tropes.

So all this to say there is a difference between lining your theories and speculations up with a particular direction, and furthering discussions about those ideas if it seems like the show is going that way without explicitly endorsing the concept while still having an open mind to see what they ultimately will do with that concept. It may not be that people are yearning for or personally even wanting Stolas to have a rebound relationship but more they are setting their expectations up for that possibility since it is a common story thread.

That’s also not to say people who do want those types of stories are wrong for wanting them. There are compelling ways to write love triangles, just like we’ve seen them handle miscommunication, another often loathed trope. I’m just giving whatever they serve a chance and seeing where it goes. I am very much of the mindset that if I am enjoying what is happening, even if it’s cliche or not the direction I would have gone if I were in charge, then I’ll settle in for the ride. At the moment I trust the writing, I am having a blast with these characters and their issues and the ways things can play out and bending and twisting them into different scenarios. I trust the crumbs they’ve laid along the way and I’m interested to see how it ultimately plays out.

From a personal self indulgence level though I do like jealousy in fiction, I like yearning and angst and misunderstandings and messy things that aren’t desirable in reality, that aren’t even realistic and these cliches do open up for a lot of that. It CAN be done well. Fiction does not need to be clean and wholesome and “healthy”. Characters can do crazy shit real people can’t. I don’t watch shows or read fiction for realism. I do require happy endings though so as I’ve said all along if it seems like they aren’t going a direction I’ll enjoy I’m fine saying “okay, that was fun but I’m getting off the ride now, have fun you guys”.

[spyroid101]

So um in your au/rewrite...I know you said Banban was against the whole "holding the kids hostage" thing and I was curious if there were others like that or just him...sorry for the probably stupid question but I just wanted to know...that's all :)

Hey, no worries! Absolutely no stupid questions! ^_^

Some stuff is still a bit tentative, since there's characters we still haven't officially met in the OG source (Like, if in 4, Sheriff Toadster comes in swinging saying things like "I've been working at trying to rescue the children myself!" in a super fun way, or there was a plot twist of "Actually! The JESTER was your REAL ally all along!!" I would absolutely incorporate that, heck ye!)

BUT, as it stands thus far:

-Banban is of course the main one, as well as the one having objections for ultimately selfless reasons, which is why he's so low on the pecking order and is being kept away from the whole operation.

-Opila very much has objections, but mostly because they don't like how The Stolas* has been made involved much more than she expected, potentially putting them in danger, to the point where they eventually tricked and locked her up onto the ground floor (Until she tricks the Protagonist into unleashing her onto the lower levels.)

-Slow Saline... Would have many objections... If Flynn and the others weren't purposefully keeping her in the dark. (Spoilers-ish: In Hortus Infernal, she's blind, and doesn't even know a take over has happened.)

-*The Stolas (Waiting to see if 4 names the chick before resorting to naming them myself) would be VERY against this whole operation, and if not currently stuck in Baby Mode due to the particular contact used to summon them, would have the raw power to STOP the operation altogether.

As such, the others are... hush hush about the real gravity of the situation, babying them in order to use the power they CAN draw from to set up their roadblocks.

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What?

What was I talking about again...?

[hazbincalifornia]

Warmth

Chapter 20: Blitzo works his way through heat.

Warnings: Mpreg, explicit sexual content. This one’s basically all smutty, we return to the actual plot next time.

Likes, replies, and reblogs are all appreciated, both here and on ao3!

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The air was heavy with heat and panting breaths as Blitzo’s tail curled around one of Stolas’s legs. After one haphazard ‘at stolsas don worry honey’ text to Loona, the last few hours had been spent pretty much just trying to figure out which positions still worked, which ones didn’t, and which ones were even better now that Blitzo had a belly that Stolas seemed particularly fond of touching somehow while Blitzo fucked into him. At the moment, they were sprawled out on his couch once the bed had started getting a little too hot and sticky.

“Of course you’re into that,” Blitzo growled out, feeling Stolas’s cock rubbing against his stomach as he was buried up to the hilt in owl ass. “Like feeling my big baby belly against your feathers, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes Daddy… it feels so good,” Stolas moaned back, and Blitzo only stalled for a moment before going with it.

“Like it when Daddy is real rough?” His grip tightened on Stolas’s hips. “You want to be good for Daddy, don’t you?”

“Please-”

“Then be quiet and let me finish,” Blitzo said, sweat dripping down his face as he pulled back some. “You want to make Daddy happy, don’t you? Then do as you’re told.”

Stolas opened his mouth before snapping it shut, nodding- and Blitzo didn’t even need the gag this time. Now that he thought of it, though… He pulled the rest of the way out, grabbing Stolas’s head and shoving him down just hard enough to feel the shiver that ran through the prince at his forcefulness as he spread his legs. “Be a good boy and finish what you started.”

Stolas’s top eyes closed as he started sucking enthusiastically, wet tongue running around Blitzo’s cock as the imp’s fingers tangled in the feathers on his head. There was a little spark of pain as Stolas’s beak dragged along the top of his length, but it was quickly drowned out by the pleasure. “F-fuck, yeah, just like that…” He could feel Stolas’s soft head feathers bobbing underneath his baby gut, and it was somehow genuinely tying with the blowjob for the best thing he had going on at the moment. From the whimpers Stolas made from under his belly and around his cock, and the way his lower eyes were squinting happily, he was enjoying himself just as much.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see that Stolas was stroking himself, but it was all just white noise in his brain at the moment as his third climax in the past hour built up. “Swallow it,” he managed to say, and Stolas gave a single bob in agreement, using his other hand to hook slender fingers inside of Blitzo’s entrance and making the imp cum directly into his mouth with a cry. Stolas was grinning around Blitzo as he swallowed, looking up at him, and the way his throat flexed in and out as he did jolted at Blitzo’s stomach just as the kid turned over.

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Fingers intertwined and then pulled apart again to grip at hips and thighs and arms, desperate to grab at anything they could touch. Stolas was so soft, how hadn’t he realized just how soft he was before now? So soft and warm, and very, very, eager. It was exactly what he needed and he lost himself in it, just enjoying each other’s touches and moans.

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“That’s it, princess,” Blitzo growled out, tugging on the leash connected to the collar around Stolas’s neck as he buried himself inside of him, feeling as much as hearing the owl whimper as the fabric of his skirt shifted. “You like feeling my cock in you, don’t you? You like your pretty prince doing whatever he wants to you?”

Stolas nodded, his entire face glowing with how his eyes- even half-lidded- were practically flooding out light as he squirmed, the handcuffs clinking between them. “Oh, yes…”

The past day had been a bit of a blur. Blitzo had kind of lost track of what round they were on, honestly, but the worst of the burn had faded. It was almost a game to see how long they could both last now- and Blitzo hated losing. He flipped Stolas over and bit his neck just hard enough to draw blood, getting a drawn-out moan as he lapped it up. It was so, so much better than any other bloody meat he’d been trying to substitute, and Stolas’s legs crossed behind his back to keep him doing it.

A few droplets landed on the white patch on Stolas’s chest, and they both looked down at it before Blitzo leaned forward and started licking.

“You taste so damn good,” Blitzo muttered, and Stolas moaned a little, bucking his chest up.

“Taste me then…”

Blitzo was more than happy to oblige.

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Blitzo really, really liked licking and biting today. It was nice getting to see the marks when he pulled back, even though he got a mouthful of feathers in the process.

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They both fell asleep at some point. Stolas was a much better bed than the actual bed, even though that one was like floating on a cloud. He never wanted to leave.

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He could drink in the noises and half-coherent words Stolas made and never need air again. Feeling that hand on his face made the world dissolve away, nothing but warm heat around him as fingers with claws dragged down, leaving trails of pain that he couldn’t get enough of.

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More. More. More.

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“Hmmph-grah?” Blitzo blinked his eyes open as he felt himself swaying from side to side, pressed against something that was partially soft and partially kinda crusty. “Wha’s…?”

“You passed out,” Stolas replied. As Blitzo’s eyes adjusted, he realized that he was leaning against a feathery chest. “Just collapsed right on top of me, like a little marionette with all the strings cut.” He tutted. “I was going to clean both of us up.”

Blitzo sniffed at the air- he could smell jizz, blood, and sweat all mixing together, and had to admit that it probably was a good idea to scrub down some before it started caking on his skin and Stolas’s feathers. Er, more than it already had. His tail lazily waved from side to side as Stolas hugged him tight to his body before draping over his middle. The kid was warm and content in there, lucky little bastard, out here their daddy was soaked in a lot of unpleasant substances.

“So, anybody seeing us…?”

“It’s late,” Stolas said simply as he shifted Blitzo to use one hand to open the bathroom door. “The bathroom is right off my bedroom anyway, you woke up quickly when I moved you.”

“Ah.” Yeah, being a light sleeper was for people without senses like a hawk who didn’t kill for a living. At some point he’d lost his shirt- he wasn’t sure if Stolas had managed to peel it off or he’d ripped it off himself at some point in the haze of heat. He hoped it was the former, he liked that shirt. “So, not that I don’t know, but how long…?”

“Well, counting the time that we both passed out earlier, I believe it’s been about two days,” Stolas said as he settled Blitzo against the wall in the shower. “I’m sure your little coworkers can handle IMP for a while longer if need be.”

“Think the heat’s starting to fade,” Blitzo muttered with a yawn, hugging himself and rubbing up and down his arms as he looked around- this was more like a small room than a shower, with beautiful blue carvings in the wall marble of mermaids and stars and shit. Considering what they’d been doing for the past (apparently) two days, he felt oddly vulnerable now, skinned bare as Stolas fussed with the knobs. “Where’s the shower head anyw-” He was cut off as jets erupted from above, left and right, battering him as he sputtered. “Hey, hey!”

“Slip of the fingers!” Stolas twisted something and the left and right water tapered off, leaving only the softer stream from directly above him. The water trickled down, bits of black blood pooling at his feet. He could definitely feel scratches over his skin, so he had no real idea if it was his blood or Stolas’s, not when the water made the marks sting either way. Stolas bent over a bit and cupped his cheek. “Is that better?”

Yes, it definitely was, considering the soft touch was making his stomach do flips. “Yeah, it’s fine.” Blitzo reached over a little flat rack to grab a washcloth, but his legs were still unsteady and the first step he made his knees buckled. “Woah- fuck!”

“Blitzy!” Stolas fumbled for him, barely managing to catch him by the chest before he slammed into the floor. “Goodness, you need to be more careful!”

“Yeah, well, you kinda put me through the wringer,” he muttered, pushing Stolas away as soon as his feet felt steady underneath him again and starting to scrub the washcloth over the grimiest-feeling bits. Stolas clucked his tongue as he wrung out a patch of feathers on his chest that washed out black water.

“You did it to yourself, darling. You sounded so desperate… it’s lucky I’m so mad for you, and it was so much fun these past few days.”

“And who got me all hormonal and shit in the first place, huh?” Blitzo raised an eyebrow. “Checkpiss or whatever. Now can you let me clean myself off or what?”

“I could do that, or…” Stolas glanced to the side. “Or I could take care of you. You’ve been so good, these past few days…” He squeezed his washcloth to get rid of the gunk on it and set it on Blitzo’s chest, his touch surprisingly gentle. “Let yourself relax, Blitzy.” He shifted the washcloth over the imp’s belly, and Blitzo’s breath hitched as he cupped it with his other hand. “You look so wonderful like this, filled with our child…” The cloth was way, way softer than it had any right to be, and Blitzo swayed a little before Stolas set a hand on his butt.

“Hey-”

“One moment.” He scooped Blitzo up like a doll, setting him down where the washcloths had been. It was a little tight, but everything in here being fucking huge kinda worked out- now he was only a little under Stolas’s eye-level instead of way under it. Stolas began to hum some tune that Blitzo vaguely recognized as being from an old-timey movie as he cleaned him off, allowing his hands and eyes to roam as Blitzo’s eyes slipped to half-lidded.

Damn, he really was tired, wasn’t he? Between the warm-but-not-hot water and Stolas’s gentle touch he found himself drifting off a little. Even the weight in his middle and resting on his thighs was sort of comfortable now that he’d gotten used to it, like a hot water bottle over an ache. Unfortunately, it wasn’t for long- he jolted when he felt fingers sliding into him just below his dick, sputtering out water he’d nearly choked on. “Stolas!”

“I said I wanted to help you relax, didn’t I?” Stolas’s grin was a little too wide, blurry through the water but the emotions coming across loud and clear. “You’ve given that wonderful cock of yours quite a workout, I’m just giving the other part some attention too.”

“I was just getting comfortable,” Blitzo muttered. After a few moments, he realized that Stolas didn’t seem like he was trying to spread him to enter, just rubbing his fingers around the outside before gently scooping them in against the warm inner walls. He was going slow and even, and it… actually was sort of relaxing, a kind of warm gooiness that he didn’t usually get since he generally preferred jerking off over fingering himself.

“Mmm, you’re so cute when you squirm, darling,” Stolas cooed as Blitzo’s legs kicked out a little, pulling his fingers back. “I will stop if you wish, but-” The end of Blitzo’s tail wrapped around Stolas’s wrist, keeping it in.

“Eh, fuck it, you started it, might as well go all the way.”

Stolas leaned down for a kiss. “Excellent!” His thumb rubbed the extra-sensitive part on top where Blitzo’s cock had receded for the moment, and Blitzo bit back a groan as embers sputtered in his guts while Stolas’s other hand set the washcloth down and started stroking his belly by itself.

“You’re perfect, all laid out… a feast for the eyes. For all the senses,” Stolas half-chirped in delight as his two fingers slid in a bit further, slowly flexing in and out and driving Blitzo buck-fucking-wild as he gripped the edge of the washcloth holder. “I can’t imagine a better specimen- you’re the peak of what an imp can be, and the child will be absolutely marvelous. You carry them so well, Blitzy, you’re glowing even tired like this…” His free hand continued drawing circles on Blitzo’s belly as his fingers lower down worked Blitzo up, drawing out reactions as Blitzo bit down on his lip.

Internally, his cock was sore, but he wasn’t exactly eager to let Stolas inside him again at the moment- even though it wasn’t like he could really get pregnant again. (Or could he? Weird things happened with magic! For all he knew- oh wait, hold that thought, oh fuck yeah, right there, that was good.) It was more the principle of the thing, but fingering? Yeah, yeah that was fine, especially when Stolas was that talented with his fingers. He have to been practicing or something, because Blitzo kinda felt like a stick of butter melting under the hottest stage lights in Lust.

Stolas stole another kiss before hooking his fingers up at the knuckle. Blitzo slapped a hand over his mouth as he came with a final burst of internal flame and coiled pressure, Stolas’s other hand curling into a fist atop his rounded belly.

“Well, since we’re already in the shower, cleanup should be easy.” Stolas pulled back with a little laugh, and Blitzo felt a momentary pang before shaking it off, sliding off the rack and leaning against the wall. The cool, smooth texture under his palm was grounding. He took a deep breath as he reached for a new washcloth, pressing his tender legs together and feeling another little spiral of sparks that were intertwined with a burning in his chest as Stolas hummed next to him. Without thinking, his hand softly rubbed over where Stolas’s fingers had been on his belly.

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Hazbin hotel headcanons/ theories

Death causes pt.2

Sir Pentious

Death Date: 1888

Died at his 40's

Possiblity number 1. Machine accident

One of his inventions might have malfuction and that costed his life

Possiblity number 2. Poisoned

Remember how he responded "Son" to Angel Dust's sex joke? Vivziepop said it was for the sake of the joke...but what if it wasn't and he had an actual son? (BAM !! Plot twist!! )

I theorise that Sir pentious when he was alive he had a wife but he and her had a problem/discussion regarding their son that it might had lead his wife to kill him, but how? Poisoning him. And this was actually pretty common back in the Victorian era, women used to kill their husbands by poisoning them with different substances like arsenic or venom for rats, in some cases to escape from abusive relationships ( I'm not implying that Sir Pentious is an abuser since we don't know much about his life but in the times where he was alive women weren't treated exactly nice and they were seen mainly as objects or as way to form peace treaties through marriage) and they could get away with it since no one would think that a woman could do that given their role back in the day was being housewives.

Heres a thing I also want to point out: Another reason why he looks like a snake apart from the poisoning could be his sin: Pride/ Arrogance. Some may be asking "But why would he look like a snake and not like some other animal that represents this sin?" My response: Well, who else have comitted that sin and has snake simbolism ?

BAM! That's right, Lucifer himself (yeah that purple thing in his hat is a snake not a worm)

(Yeah I know that the Hell of Hazbin Hotel is not solely based on the Biblical version but a mix of the Hell of different cultures, hence Lilith is there and the 9 circles of Dante's Inferno also exist in the Hazbin Hotel universe)

But then again this is just a theory

Cherri Bomb

Death Date: 1980's

Died at her 20's

A fun fact about her desing is that she's a cyclops.

Cyclops are representations of persons who had only one purpose in live.

That little fact and basing on some things from the times when she lived (1960's-1980's) and the pilot makes me think about certain possiblities for her death.

Possiblity number 1. She died in the Second Mafia War trying to gain some turf

The Second Mafia War or Great Mafia War was a turf war between italian mob families that took place from 1980 to 1983 that became really violent with time.

Why do I mention this? In the pilot we see her fighting for turf alongside a member of an Italian mafia, Angel Dust. It all fits!

Yeah I know she's Australian but she might could have gone where the events took place by different methods like infiltrating in an airplane or taking it by force with her bombs similar to how she entered Sir pentious' war ship

Possiblity number 2. She was a terrorist

In the Addict video we see that Cherri is Addicted to blowing shit up. In her past she might have been a terrrorist that in one of her attacks there was an accident that costed her live.

Possiblity Number 3. Died in a Feminist movement

Cherri lived through dark times for women; the 60's weren't exactly a golden age for women. They had no right for vote, they were sexually abused and didn't really had many job opportunities, She probably decided to rise up against those injustices for women joining to a feminist movement. Which would make sense with the times she lived in, since the second wave of Femenism took place between the 60's and the 80's

This doesn't automatically mean that she hates men. The only mans who she hates are Sir Pentious and Valentino, the first one is her rival and she hates Valentino for treating Angel Dust like shit. Other than that, she seems to get along with other male figures besides Angel like Husk and Stolas (at least from what we've seen from their Instagram accounts)

Going back to the matter at hand, it's probable that Cherri tried to help people with her own ways that involved bombs and blowing shit up but she soon became Addicted (see what i did there?) to that explosive kind of life but maybe these things ended with her life.

But this is just a bunch of theories anyway thank you for reading this

Part 1

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Behind Enemy Lines (Rising Serpent Overlord Striker AU)

Blitzo, the head of IMP was not entirely trusting of Striker. But was forced into working with Striker due to some unsavory circumstances that left his company bone dry.

Blitzo grudgingly work and supports the snake imp's cause not fully comprehending why the resistance was so close to Striker's heart. His main goal was finding Stolas: The Goetic prince was captured an enslaved by the resistance.

The Boss imp creeps down through the long a narrow corridors clutching a jar to chest as a light burn bright and swirls within. the red imp looks around, his heart pounding heavily in his chest. Being caught meant certain death.

Blitzo pauses his heart lurches into his throat as he quickly hides the container behind his his back. Listening to the eerie fizzing sound of the rattler. Blitzo turns sharply seeing a pair of glowing yellow eyes staring back at him.

Striker's southren drawl tickles the back of Blitzo's neck as he slithers through the shadows emerging from the shrouding darkness his tail swaying back and forth. His blessed handgun holstered at his side. He draws closer, and closer. forcing Blitzo to take a step back while trying to shield the container from view. "I've been look everywhere for you, Boss-man, where have you been hiding sugar-cube, thought we were partners he hisses why are you here?- in a place where you shouldn't be?" "well you found me says Blitzo- taking another step back. his back presses into the wall. "I got curious and wanted to see for myself" Blitzo answers.

Through working together Striker held many opportunities to sway Blitzo while attempting to open the murder professional's eyes

He openly sought on to IN doctorate Blitzo into the big four while secretly plotting Stella demise it was only a a matter of time before that harpy of a woman ran out her welcome. Striker was both the brute force and the intellect behind, operation Serpent as will as the gathering of the big four.

The other two being from Blitzo's past, Verosika: the Sucubus who secretly sought out to rekindle the relationship she had, with Blitzo. And, a blast from his childhood, a cold reminder that his sisters were no longer with him, the real Fizzouali. Who was the open wild card he had his own reasons for being here that concerned the former Harlequin. Unsure of his relationship with Blitzo if he wanted to help or hinder. Becoming, older brother, confidant silly friend, or did he want to claim Blitzo for himself?.

The only reason why he was here was to get answers.

Striker wants to covet Blitzo, taking him all the way to the top. Till the day he has Lucifer graveling on his hands and knees while Blitzo watches with malicious glee curled up in his lap their tails intertwined, Lilith's head mounted above his throne. As Charlie's severed head stares on clutched in his blood drenched claws: a horrific look frozen on her angelic features.

And when the day come when Striker strikes the name Ares Goeita from existence plunging hell into chaos. than so be it.

The In-Between a place where souls come to rest, before judgement. A place where no imp dare to tread. The influx of time. A Kassam full of emptiness that echoes with the disembodied voices of the damned. One Imp dares to defy all logic as he sets out to retrieve the kindred hearted Ares Goeita.

Only to be halted in his tracks by the power hungry serpent. Striker blocks Blitzo from leaving that particular room. The room's very essence pulsated with raw untapped powers. Knowing if he let Blitzo go, and the head of IMP was successful in resurrecting's of the Ares Goeita his future empire would fall.

He corners Blitzo, his tail snaking his way up Blitzo's leg coiling around his thigh until it rest on Blitzo's hips as Blitzo desperately tries to hide the jar from Striker's hypnotic gaze. "So you do have it" Striker purrs. Pulling Blitzo from the corner the red imp stumbling on his feet clutching the container to his chest careful not to drop it.

Striker pins Blitzo beneath him, believing that Blitzo was under a spell: that somehow even in this raw new form Stolas had control of his future mate. His hand slides up Blitzo's thigh his voice a low seductive hiss as his hand reaches for the container.

Blitzo snaps at his fingers with his teeth, pulling the container closer to his chest a feral hiss at the back of his throat. warning the wrangler to tread lightly and with trepidation

That one act forces the cowboy to make brash erratic decisions on how to retrieve the accursed object from one of his most trusted generals. "Now Darlin, I think your making a terrible mistake, I am not the enemy hear?. There is a reason why you should never enter the in-between Blitzo Striker growls holding Blitzo down.

"Let me go! "Blitzo growls an ivory glow in his eyes. Striker moves his knee up to Blitzo's groin before kneading it. "Come on Blitzy, lets drop the act hand me that container and I'll make you feel real good partner"

"Or don't and I'll make you, writhe in pain I'll tare you open, twist you in ways that you can't even imagine"

I'll pump you full of my seed, I'll fill you every night till you writhe with in ectasy"

"I'd rather die! hisses Blitzo spitting into his face.

Striker wipes the spit from his face before cracking Blitzo's wrists snapping his ankles and shattering his bones. Blitzo cries out in pain.

Each inflection more jarring than the next.

But the IMP Boss, still adamant about freeing Stolas clutches the container for his life. "You don't know what your doing!, your making a mistake Striker!" Blitzo yells through clenching his teeth in pain

Striker only hisses his irritation as his tail slithers up Blitzo's torso wrapping around Blitzo's wrists forcing the jar to fall Striker catches it with deft ease as Verosika and Fizzuroli arrive on scene hearing the commotion. Striker snarls at them handing the container to the Succubus, while Fizzuroli looks around whistling at all the damage the two caused. Breathing heavily Striker remains on Blitzo telling the others to take Stolas far, far away- from the in-Between and his intended mate.

Knowing fully well he couldn't get rid of the Ares Goeita but by controlling Stolas he could keep Blitzo at his side until he could rattle the vermin's cage as to where Blitzo had hidden his own damnable soul. Before joining the big four.

For now until he could get his answers that's how things are Stolas reduced into his raw demonic essence: a soul-like variant of his former self. Only to be locked away in Striker's war cabinet where the snake could keep an eye on him.

Blitzo was no longer permitted to walks these corridors alone. Flanked on either side by Verosika and Fizzuroli or Striker himself. Striker had more questions than answers at this time keeping Blitzo broken in body alone, chained to his side.

His promise of torture was carried out every night: Verosika shuts her eyes to the sound of Blitzo screaming. the harsh creak of the bed. She is starting to have her doubts. Along with Fizzoralii who starts to believe that Striker is going too far. They quietly plot to u-surp the rising serpent overlord. Fizzouali looked at his many doubles, He was willing to go to war to protect his former Harlequin against this rising threat. With the reluctant help of the broken IMP members, Moxie and Millie who stayed in business by the hair of their teeth. Verosika is able to learn the whereabouts of Loona and Princess Octavia, the last heir of the Ares Goeita who is the new bearer of her father's Grimoire.

Verosika tells Loony about how her father is treated by vexing snake imp, that has laid claim to him. and how thin a line she walks every-time she enters the bedroom chambers to give Blitzo a much needed bath and time alone to soak. She relays how painfully light, Blitzo is now. and how it hurts to hear Blitzo talk, his voice cracks his eyes seem to have darken.

Loony pays Moxie a visit. Lighting his ass up. showing him clips and pictures Verosika has taken of her father. As she begins to open their eyes to the many tortures Blitzo was made to go through. Its up to Verosika and Fizzuroli to Free Blitzo and Bring him back home. To what remains of IMP headcounters.

How long can the Succubus and jester play along? Will Fizzouali implore his army of Robo-Fizzes to help Verosika free Blitzo from the tyrannical snake. Or will he sell her out?

And how long, will it take for the Snake Lord to catch on?