#romantic blitzo x reader

[roo-bi-unrestricted]

༘⋆ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴏ

ᴘᴀʀɪɴɢꜱ : ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴏ x (ɴᴀᴍᴇ) x ꜱᴛᴏʟᴀꜱ

ᴄᴀᴛᴇɢᴏʀʏ : ꜱᴍᴜᴛ + ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ

ᴛʏᴘᴇ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ : ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ

ᴛʏᴘᴇ : ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴ

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ : 478 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ

ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴏ & ꜱᴛᴏʟᴀꜱ

Having a one night stand with these two is a little werid to you at first. Having sex with your boss and a prince? Blitzo had to convince you that everything was going to be fine and this was just going to be a one-time thing.

This all started because Stolas got turned on by seeing you and Blitzo protect him from being assassinated. He was very straightforward when it came to asking you to join him and Blitzo in their "love making."

It started off slow when they came onto you. Blitzo, making sure to leave his marks all over you while Stolas, on the other hand, gives you tiny love-bites and teases you repeatly. It felt like heaven ( even though you're literally living in hell. )

Once you were satisfied, you were able to look at Stolas and Blitzo to do their thing. The two were making out right in front of you. They were going at it for a while. Letting you sit and watch the two as long as you wanted.

After they were done, they would go back to pleasuring you. Blitzo would take you first. He's rough and ruthless when it comes to his thrusts. Him having a high sex drive doesn't make it any better. He would be plowing into you for hours without getting tired.

Stolas would be underneath you, making out with you while commenting on how good you are doing for the both of them. He's definitely softer then, Blitzo. He makes sure that Blitzo isn't that rough with his love-bites.

When it's Stolas's turn, he will get you into a missionary-like position as he fingerfucks you. (I headcanon that Stolas doesn't have a dick) As he's doing this, he would be whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He would also deny your orgasms.

When he's done, the two of them would be all over you for the rest of the night. It's a constant cycle of them denying your orgasms and them giving you so many love bites that were out in the open for everyone to see.

When they were done for the night, Stolas would use his grimoire to clean up the mess that the three of you had made. Then, he would make the three of you shower together. Werid, yes, but you couldn't really deny him. Your body was sore from how rough they were with you.

By the time you three got out, it was already morning. Blitzo and Stolas would already be in bed, cuddling with each other. You would either just fall asleep by yourself without touching them, or you could cuddle against one of them as you slowly fall asleep before they reposition themselves so the both of them could cuddle you.

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10 out of 10. Would fuck the both of them again if you had another chance to.

[thatstonedwriter]

⋆｡「Affection Prompt 17」⋆˚

◉ Sinopsis; Getting them their favorite drink, just the way they like it

◉ Feat; poly Fizzmodeus, stolas, Blitzø

◉ A/n- I hope you all are able to have a fun and safe New Year <3

── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──

Soft blankets kept you nice and warm, despite the storm raging outside. Rain pattered against the window, threatening to lull you back to sleep. Today was perfect... but one thing was missing- your favorite drink. Sure you could go get it, but that would mean getting up. Thankfully, your partner(s) has/have made the generous offer to go pick it up for you.

"We're baaack~" you hear Fizzarolli call from the front door. Asmodeus chuckles, readjusting Fizz and the tray of drinks in his arms. "They might be sleeping, Froggy, lets not make too much noise." You were quick to prove Ozzie’s assumption wrong. Calling out, you beckon them over to the couch, patting the open seats next to you. Fizz is quick- jumping from Ozzie’s arms to your blanket-clad lap. Asmodeus isn’t far behind, morphing into his smaller form to place the drink tray on the table before joining the two of you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Once you’re all comfortable, Fizz stretches his arms, grabbing the drinks and passing them to you and Asmodeus. As Fizz grabbed the remote to put on a movie, you settled into the couch, unable to think of a better way to spend a rainy evening.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

When an episode of the Hell-a-Novella you were watching ended, you’d voiced your desire for your favorite drink. Who was Stolas to ignore the request? At the coffee shop, Stolas is careful to be specific with the drink orders. Even then, when the drinks are handed to him, he double checks the receipts and the drinks, just to be sure. As bothersome as walking in the storm was, Stolas knew it was worth it to see you happy. And of course, he couldn’t deny how cute it was hearing your excited “thank yous” and seeing you happily sip your drink. Sitting beside you, Stolas reaches up to pat your hair, giving you a kiss on the forehead before sitting back in the couch and resting his head atop yours.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

Initially, Blitzø was bitching and moaning about having to go out. He was comfortable, too. Why not just order for delivery? He eventually caves when you promise you’ll let him have the comfortable side of the couch when he gets back. And the heated blanket. As cranky as Blitzø is about going out in the rain, he reasons he’ll be able to get something for himself, and he has the heated blanket to look forward to. Blitzø is in and out of the shop as fast as possible, hastily checking the contents of the order to make sure everything’s right. By the time he’s back at the apartment, Blitz is grumbling incoherently, dropping everything onto the table and making a bee-line toward the couch, forcibly scooting you over (just enough so he would fit) and curling up next to you. Guess you’ll enjoy the drinks later, then.

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

[g0dwat3rwritings]

Blitzø x Clingy!Reader

Question:

How does one be an assassin when they have a clingy romantic partner?

Answer:

they-

they don't-

Time to explore Blitzø running away from their romantic partner while in trying to shoot humans for money, only for it to end in cuddles! :3

𝐲𝐞𝐒.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬, ...𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐚 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳ø

𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭... 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤? 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐲, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬.

𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬... 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝-𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲.

𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝒔𝒐 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐕 𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤." 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞... 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩.

"𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐞.. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨.. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭... 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲?"

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩, "𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐧𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐕 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩. "𝐄𝐰, 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦."

[colourstreakgryffin]

Maybe some headcanons with Blitz having an S/O who's a big volleyball fan? :o Like imagine Blitz, his S/O, Moxxie and Millie having a volleyball match for fun

(I saw in your pinned post that you wrote for Haikyuu and Helluva Boss so I combined the two :3)

Oooh! Yaaayy! Let’s gooo. I love Blitzø so much! He is my favourite from Helluva! Thank you so much!

Blitz- Guns & Volleyballs

Blitz is a very troubled one. Having a lot of problems on the inside whilst establishing himself as a pure prick on the outside but when he finally willingly let you in, he dropped most of his self-defensive behaviours… around you

Blitz actually finds your little passion adorable. You’re a demon, you can do ANYTHING you want but yet, you chose a human sport? How precious

Blitz always falls on his face when it comes to your volleyball games as a result of him playing with you to cheer you up or to bond or to help you. He may dislike this but hearing your joy through those cute laughs makes the embarrassment change to worth

Blitz legit has a volleyball snuck away in his office so when you want to practice with him or practice in general, he’ll get it and toss it to you

Blitz is that type of boyfriend. Trust me, he may seem like the very cold and harsh type who wouldn’t be included in his partner’s hobbies but he is, even if he doesn’t get it

Blitz is already arranging a holiday for I.M.P and not even so they can enjoy a day off work, just so you five can go to the Envy Ring, go to the Beach in order for you and him can kick the M&M’s ass in a Beach Volleyball match

Blitz considers you, his lover and his daughter, Loona on the same level of importance to him, so he tries his darn best to make sure you and Loona get along. He even encourages Loona to try play volleyball with you. You’re her step-parent, you need to be liked by her

Blitz happily listens to you ramble on about all the volleyball facts you love and have memorised whilst you’re both alone and spending time together, and I swear to Satan, this man has never looked more in love in his entire life

Blitz believes himself as a good opposite hitter but he’s actually a real good libero. His childhood gymnastics and circus skills make him really flexible and let him cross long distances quickly so he can do digs effectively. His circus skills is the main reason you and him win volleyball games

Blitz will buy or make you cute little volleyball outfits. Your jersey, your professional volleyball outfit and you know it that he puts his name in a specific but noticeable corner on the inside so everybody knows you’re his

Blitz is naturally protective of you so when you accidentally collide with your teammates and it ends with you briefly concussed or when you’re genuinely accidentally hurt during the game. He is pointing his gun at your teammates to fend them off and carrying you off the court to look after you

Blitz will sneak you out to Earth, with his Asmodean Crystal wristwatch and disguise both of you, so you can play on Earth and try out human Volleyball. He’ll either play, as he honed his skills, or he’ll play your manager and take care of you after the match

Yeah. Blitz goes inbetween your partner teammate and your manager but he somewhat more prefers being the manager so you can shine in your favourite hobby

“Hey, Bae. How did the volley tournament go? Yes, of course, I went to it but I want to hear your view, ‘kay?”

[ravenwitch45]

Tw for murder/reader death but not really they become a demon. It's mentioned but not really graphic

I keep thinking about an idea and I keep loosing my mind over it. So imagine, human Y/N accidentally summons Stolas, and honestly they don't really know what to do so they just offer him tea and he's like "yeah sure" and they keep meeting up, getting to know eachother, and they become good friends, they just sorta hang out and occasionally Stolas helps them with issues like shitty bosses and such

But Y/N stops summoning him, and when he goes to their apparment he just can't find them anywhere. But before he can really look into it any further, a sinner just. Sorta sneaks into his room and tugs on his sleeve and just says "Stolas, bestie I know this sounds so insane but-" "Y/N! There you are! Oh I've been looking all over for you- why are you a demon?" "Oh, I, uh, I got stabbed... I think. Killed in some way or another, not really a 100% sure what way though."

Like he just instantly recognices them meanwhile they were stressing over about that... also imagine if I.M.P had a hit on Y/N and that's why they died 😭

Stolas: This is Y/N, my very good friend!

Blitz: Ahhh shiiiiiit

Y/N: Oh I remember you! You killed me!

Stolas: ... so I assume you two won't be getting along?

Oh lord XP That's one heck of an idea, and dang no better person to help you start out in hell then a demonic prince your best buds with right? XP Actually wrote something like that reunion a while back, and I feel even though he's confused, Stolas is just happy your alive and safe in whatever state your in, you melting a little you still have him as a friend even if your life has been thrown upside down by dying and all XP

And meeting Blitz, oh that's awkward up to eleven. Stolas would either play mediator if you start something with Blitz, or ask why the heck he'd kill you, Blitz just saying it was a random hit and he didn't know you were friends with Stolas, otherwise he would have figured something out, giving a genuine as can be apology, at least from Blitz.

Just wait till you find out about the full moon deal XP A fun idea, thanks for sharing.

[platinumrosetail]

Helluva boss masterlist:

Ideas:

All:

Blitzø:

Blitzø adopting a human turned demon child!reader

Stolas:

Stolas adopting human turned demon child!reader

Stricker:

Andrealphus:

Moxxie:

Crimson:

Others:

Millie & loona adopting a human turned demon child!reader

[signedkoko]

Signed with Love - Helluva Cast

What is this? - A valentines gift to my lovely readers! Its valentines/love letters from your favourites 🖤

Characters - Blitzo | Fizzarolli | Loona | Millie | Moxxie | Stolas | Striker | Verosika | Wally Wackford

Series Parts Hazbin Cast - Here! Overlords & Sins - Here!

Dear, Hey, Whats up

Oh what the hell, just be my valentine, we both know its about time I just fuckin ask.

I can't promise anything lavish, but what I do have is a kitchen and a comfortable couch. Maybe you can try showing me how to bake and we can eat what we make while watching some shitty romcoms.

Whatever makes you happy,

Oh come on, you know who wrote this.

Heeellloooooo!

I know you are usually the one to ask, but this year I wanted to change things up a little! Be my valentine?

While we could go somewhere crowded and wait forever for food, I thought maybe this year we could stay home, order a bunch of takeout, and spend time together?

And of course, I love you,

"Froggie"

Don't freak out,

I swear this isn't a ransom note, I just wasn't sure how else to ask you to be my valentine.

You know how we both wanted to go to the lovesick festival but ti was sold out? Well, don't ask how but I got tickets. Now we can go watch idiots get drunk and pass out in front of their girlfriends, and enjoy a bunch of our fav bands.

Outfit theme: Hot as fuck?

X Loona

Hi sweetie!

I know technically it's your turn for valentines this year, but I know you've been busy and I wanted to surprise you!

My parents called and told me they need someone to house sit while they are away for the week, so we could enjoy valentines on the ranch and I can show you my home! Especially the food and festivals I always tell you about.

Happy Valentines ❣

Millie

Hi dear ❣

Maybe it's getting old by now, but for yet another year I would love to have you as my valentine.

I don't know where I'd be without you, you make my hellish work at least a tad bit bearable and inspire me every day. I've already had to erase several rambles, so I'll save the rest of the sweet talk for the date. Just be ready in formal attire for 6, because we have a show to catch!

I'm sure you'll look amazing ❣

— Moxx

To the sweetest one I know,

I've been inspired by the books I've been reading to handwrite a letter to you, so you have something to keep for memory sake.

To have you by my side for another valentines is a dream come true, last year you pulled together such an amazing evening that I can only hope to outdo tonight. I would like to take you to see the stars, I know you've always asked and I believe it is about time.

Thank you for being mine,

Prince Stolas

Howdy darlin'

While originally I wasn't going to be home on time, I made sure to finish up this mission early so I can be there with ya for valentines. I'd call, but I know you swoon for romantic gestures, dontcha?

I'll handle all the details of our outing, just relax and don't worry your pretty head about a darn thing.

Can't wait to get home and see you again,

Who else?

Miss me?

I had to head out for a gig early, so sorry I couldn't catch you at the door before I left! I hope this note will suffice in the mean time.

Since I can't bring you, I have a limo headed to pick you up around five, that should give you time to get ready for the concert! Your pass is with the driver, and you've got front row seats, kay? I better see you cheering for me ❣

Happy valentines day,

Mayday 💋

Greetings, I say I say,

It's not everyday sheepish imps such as myself get such a heavenly opportunity to court a sweet thing like yourself!

For you, and you only my dear, I will spend such a lucritive holiday with my one and only. Should you accept, I am pleased to inform you that we have been invited to Ozzie's! Isn't he the kindest?

x x x x x x x

W. WACKFORD

Authors Note - Okay be honest with me WHO ARE WE ACCEPTING A LETTER FROM?? I gotta know,,, This is the last of the valentines series, I hope you all enjoyed!

[itsmarsss]

Scandalous (Blitzø x Fem!Succubus!Reader x Stolas) [Helluva Boss] pt. 5 - Monster

How the mighty do fall. (Getting into a weird three-way situation with an imp and a succubus isn't exactly considered classy, Stolas)

If they’re only with him as prisoners, what kind of monster does that make him? 

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | pt. 5 | 1st bonus | pt. 6 | pt. 7 | pt. 8 | pt. 9 | 2nd bonus

Word count: 6,005

Warnings: mentions of sex as usual, some depressing thoughts, slight mention of an abusive relationship (stella), you guys ready for a time jump? this happens after the season 1 finale. don't worry we'll find out what happens during that in a later chapter! a lot of the dialogue here comes straight from the show. this is all solely in stolas' pov!!

dividers by @cafekitsune <3

Stolas almost wishes he’d have the guts to kick the two demons out after they were done with the… activities agreed upon.  

He almost wishes they’d see themselves out immediately after, not leaving him a single, mere second to get used to their presence. He almost wishes their talk of not staying the night weren’t so empty, the promise broken by a simple plea for them to stay. He almost wishes he’d have the willpower to refrain himself from pleading. He almost wishes they had never let him have a taste of feeling their weight on his mattress next to his own body or to their body heat keeping him warm under his fancy bedsheets, to begin with. He almost wishes they’d never let him have an insight into how a life as their lover could be like, waking up to their half-dressed bodies still lazily holding onto his in some way in the morning. 

Then again, Stolas is a hypocrite. A self-aware one at that, too. 

Because he could intervene and he could stop all of these things from happening. He could tell them they had to go. He could not ask them to stay. He could never see them again. Because he’d been the one to propose they start this complicated situation they all found themselves in and he was the only one, really, who could realistically put an end to it, given they still needed their part of the deal. Because he could have done it a long while ago, cut the problem at its roots, stopped himself from falling, never have pushed them into this, and he’s well aware of it. He never really did, though. 

He should have. 

As the months went by, the more Stolas’ feelings- real, scary, romantic feelings- grew. And, with it, the more he started to see their arrangement in a different light. Back when he didn’t care all that much, he didn’t really think it through. They wanted something of his, he wanted something from them. It seemed fair and simple in his mind at the time. 

But he cares now. And at times it makes him feel disgusting. What was he thinking, anyway, tying them to himself against their will? Sure, they agreed when they could have denied it. But then again, he held the power in all of this. He had the book and they needed it badly. They’d probably do whatever he wanted for it. 

The thought had started to make him sick.

If they’re only with him as prisoners, what kind of monster does that make him? 

He buries those thoughts and conceals those feelings whenever he sees the two, making place for the momentary happiness that comes with their visits, but it eats him alive. 

He hadn’t seen either of them in a while, ever since… what happened at Ozzie's. He’d texted both Blitzo and y/n the day after that, and, upon receiving a disappointing one-letter text in reply from the imp and a nicer, but still dry and impersonal one from the succubus, he didn’t know why he still expected more than that. 

Then again, he’d never really looked at the situation through a lens other than his own. Why should he expect anything? It wasn’t their fault that he cared about them beyond the sexual nature of their relationship when their agreement ended at that. 

The whole divorce ordeal was coming close to making him lose his mind. When he announced he wanted a divorce, he thought that would be enough. He’d even felt bad about how he did all of that in front of Stella’s friends, how he embarrassed her.

But the aftermath of it reminded him of how that’s all she used to do to him, over and over again, and now she wasn’t accepting the idea all that well, seen as she still stayed around the palace, as if nothing had changed. 

It annoyed him to no end. 

“I cannot do this anymore, I want you out. Now.”

“What do you mean… ‘out’?”

“I mean out! Out of this palace. Out of my life. We are getting the divorce.”

“How dare you? What do you think the rest of the Goetia family will think? And Andrealphus-” Stella raised her hand, surely to slap him the face. It wasn’t something she did often, but Stolas couldn’t say it had never happened before. He’d allowed it, then, deeming himself deserving of it. 

He wouldn’t allow it this time. Never again. 

Stopping her made him realize how easily he could have done it all those other times, had he had the courage to. Announcing the divorce had unknowingly been the first step he needed to find the guts to begin standing up for himself. It was scary, but it was thrilling, at the same time. “I don’t care what your arrogant brother thinks!And the only thing the Goetia family wanted from our marriage is already seventeen, so it’s over. I’m done.”

Stolas knew what he did, and he knew Stella wouldn’t forgive him for it. He could only ever hope Via could, someday, understand. Still, he supposed what was in his power now that he had done it was to not let things fall into what they were before. He couldn’t have gotten things so messy for nothing. 

He didn’t even know what to think of the fact that he just couldn’t feel bad for what he’d done. Things were falling apart, and as much as he wished all of this didn’t affect Via, he didn’t regret it, now that it was done. In fact, he was relieved. Because he couldn’t go back now.

And he was fine with not wanting to.

So no more pretending to be fine, no more putting everyone else’s wishes before his own.  

… It’s easier said than done when that’s all you’ve ever known. 

[. . .]

Stolas woke up with a headache. Fuck, it was moving day. 

Well, for Stella, that is. And she wasn’t moving, per se. She had moved out the same night he demanded that she did, but every single day after that she’d come over to the palace again, claiming to have forgotten something she so desperately needed. 

The night before, he’d had enough of it, making sure to pull whatever strings he could to have all of her things out of his home by the end of the next day. 

So he woke up early, with a pounding headache, put on his robes, and walked himself straight to the front door, not stopping to get himself breakfast as he usually did. He could already hear some commotion. Good, at least people were already there to start on getting her absurd amount of belongings. Maybe they’d be done early enough that he could enjoy the rest of the day. Honestly, all Stolas had been longing for was a peaceful day. 

It was quickly proven to him that this wasn’t going to be one of those. 

As soon as he laid his foot on the first floor, the phone started ringing, and a servant ran over to bring it to him. He let out a sigh. Stella, surely. 

He was right. 

[. . .]

The phone call was going on half an hour with no signs of ending any time soon, when Via walked in.

It was hard to properly talk to her when Stella was whining on the other side of the call, so he deemed it better to dismiss her and have a conversation when he and her mother were done yelling at each other. “Darling, can we not talk about this now? Your mother is being a real B-I-T-C-H.”

Stella yelled incoherent insults at him for that. “Well how was I supposed to know you can spell? I’ve never seen you read!”

About an hour later, only a couple minutes after finally being able to hang up the phone, it rang again. He let out a groan in annoyance. Did she ever, ever shut up? 

He picked the phone up again, ready to curse at her when a voice came through first- one that wasn’t hers.

“Heyyy, Stolas, so, your daughter came by, took your book and teleported off to who-the-fuck-knows-where and we have no way of getting either of them back. Okay? Okay, good talk. Byyee!” Blitzø blurted it all out at once before hanging up abruptly. 

What. The actual. Fuck. 

In an instant, Stolas was there, in his full demon form without having even noticed he’d changed into it, angry beyond he’s ever been at the imp. 

“BLITZ!”

“Heeeyy, Stolas,” Blitzo tried (and failed miserably) to act nonchalant, earning angry looks from his employees.

Stolas turned back into his normal self, now worried more than anything, pacing back and forth on the reception floor as he tried to assimilate the situation. “How could this happen? Do you just let anyone waltz into your office and grab infinitely powerful artifacts?” He shouted. “Why would she do this? How are we supposed to find her? Where would she go?”

Blitzo’s daughter, Loona, tried sniffing around. Was it even possible that she’d be able to smell that? Apparently, she was successful, as she announced… “Well, it reeks of urine and desperation, so-”

“L.A.?” y/n asked, interrupting her. She seemed to be hoping she was wrong.

Loona confirmed with a nod. ‘L.A.”

Stolas didn’t understand exactly how she’d managed to do that, or even why y/n knew immediately where she was talking about just from those disgusting things she’d said about the place- that place must be awful. The thought only got him more worried, come to think of it. How was Via going to deal with a place that seemed to be so terrible in a realm she’d never visited? 

Stolas tilted his head to the side. “What is this ‘L.A.’ place like?”

“It’s not that different from here. She’ll be fine, I’m sure,” y/n tried to reassure him. It didn’t work all that much. 

He grimaced in preoccupation as he conjured a portal.

Blitzø was the last to walk through it. “Alright, Loona, let’s make this quick. In and out before anyone notices we’re here.” He looked around, taking the view in. “Oh, this doesn’t look much different from Hell.”

“I told ya,” y/n tells him. 

“Alright, well, let’s get to work. Loony, sniff!”

“How am I supposed to smell anything in this city?”

“Can’t you even do one thing right?” Moxxie complained, annoyed.

“Can't you finally do something about how fat you are?” The hellhound retorted.

“I’m not!”

Blitzø joined the conversation. “You know, it wouldn't kill ya to put a salad in your body every now and then.”

“What? But I'm not fat! I’m not!”

Great. He had no idea where Via was and the people supposed to help him find her were arguing about… whatever that was.

Blitzø climbed on top of a dumpster, grabbing a megaphone from satan-knows-where and talking into it. “Now! First things first, if we’re gonna do this the old-fashioned way, we’re gonna need disguises.”

Okay, now that Stolas could do. In an instant, he morphed into his human form, as did Loona and y/n, making Millie clap, amused at their abilities. He still couldn’t fathom the fact that the other three imps didn’t have real human disguises, and apparently just walked around the human realm as they were. 

Stolas could almost swear Blitzø looked amused as well, but it only lasted a second. Maybe he’d imagined it. He didn’t dwell on it- there was no time for anything other than finding his baby. 

“No chance you could conjure us a couple of those… can ya?” Blitzø asked him.

“Sadly, no. I’m afraid without my Grimoire my powers are just a tad limited in the human world,” Stolas explained. 

Blitzø scoffed. “What, you can’t memorize your fucking spells?”

“Oh, your memory’s so great? What’s his phone number?” Stolas motioned at Moxxie.

“Fuck you.”

Stolas smiled, content that he’d gotten his point across. “Eeeeexactly.”

As they all walk out of the alley they were in, Stolas grabs himself a pair of red-tinted sunglasses that he puts on his head, where his second pair of eyes would be. Yeah, that feels better. He watches as y/n grabs a pair too- purple heart-shaped ones- and pays for both. Where she’d gotten human money he didn’t know, but he found it endearing that she would spend it on their glasses when she could have just walked out with them. 

They continue on their way- which Stolas admittedly didn't know exactly to where, when y/n stops walking, asking them to wait. She’s turned around now, talking to Millie while Moxxie talked to a funny-looking human man. 

“What’s he doing?”

Moxxie hisses at Millie as she tries to take whatever it was he was holding from him. She sighs. “Look we’ll find ya, alright? I’ll just stick around so he doesn't do anything stupid.” 

“You sure?”

“Yeah, we can handle ourselves. Right?”

“Right.” Y/n turns back around, cueing for everyone to keep walking.

“You worry too much,” Blitzø remarks.

“Oh shut the fuck up. Let’s find you something to wear.”

“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

Stolas shared a look with her. “Blitz, you’re not exactly… passing as a human right now.”

“And whose fault is that?” He jabs at Stolas. 

Y/n rolls her eyes at the comment, grabbing both demons by the hand and dragging them around until they found a shop she deemed useful. 

She grabbed some cash and gave it to Blitzø , sending him on his way inside the store, opting to wait outside. Stolas decided it would be best if he did the same. He tapped his foot nervously on the sidewalk as they waited and tilted his head to the side when Blitzø walked out the door with human clothes and gigantic costume ears to conceal his horns. Perhaps not changing would’ve brought less attention to him. 

“Now that’s disturbing,” Stolas pointed out. 

Blitzo looked like he was about to say something in return, but wasn’t able to- someone started yelling beside them. “Ahh! Look everyone! It’s Hollywood star, Brannon Ragers!”

“What?” Y/n asked no one in particular. 

“The fuck is a Brandon Rager- ohh,” Blitzø looked up behind himself, and the two demons did the same. Ohh, indeed. There it was, a billboard, huge as can be, with a guy’s- well, apparently Brannon Ragers’ face on it. The similarity between that guy and whatever was going on with Blitzo’s appearance right now was uncanny.

Stolas’ eyes widened. “Oh, dear.” If they didn’t want attention then, now things were getting so, so much worse.

A hoard of fans quickly surrounded Blitzø, to the point of almost suffocating him, as they asked for selfies or autographs or simply smothered him to the ground trying to hug him. “Millie! Where the fuck are you and your whorebag husband?” Stolas could hear him scream, but couldn’t for the life of him see him in the middle of so many people.

“Can you do something about this?” He asked y/n, unsure if either of them should even do anything. 

“I mean, technically I could wipe ‘em out but I don't think we want that, do we?”

No, definitely not. 

As the three of them tried to push their way into the crowd to get to Blitzø, someone blew a whistle, which made Loona’s ears hurt and caused everyone else to pay attention to whoever had done it- apparently, some guy with ugly glasses brandishing a diploma from ‘cinephile university’, whatever that meant. 

Satan, this place was so much more chaotic than Hell was.

It worked, though- the crowd dispersed, and Blitzø was released from someone’s grip, getting dropped face-first onto the sidewalk. Some other guy made his way over to him. “Mr. Ragers, we’ve been looking for you everywhere! You were supposed to be on set an hour ago!” As he spoke, two other guys, assumedly bodyguards, grabbed Blitzø up from the ground, holding him by his arms. 

“The fuck are you talking about?” Blitzø questioned.

“Shit, they think he’s that weirdo from the billboard,” Stolas heard y/n tell Loona.

“Your guest spot on ‘Sweetie, I’m in The House”! We’re taping tonight. Now, hurry up and get in the car.”

“Oh, no, no, no, no, no, I’m not going anywhere with you, jizz biscuit,” Blitzø flipped him off. 

The guy didn’t seem bothered at all. “Very funny, Mr. Ragers. Now get in the car-” was he- was he making cat noises at him? “Come on, boy, come on,” he kept on, apparently trying to bribe him with fruit snacks, which only made everything so much more confusing. Was this Brannon Ragers guy flat-out stupid?

“Get your fucking hands off me!” Blitzø tried to release himself from the two bodyguards’ grip, but was unsuccessful, only making things worse for himself. “Loona, Stolas, y/n, a little help here?” He called out, now being forcefully dragged. His fake ears came off, but it didn't even faze anyone there. Humans are weird.

“Oh, shit,” y/n muttered. Apparently, like Stolas, she’d imagined Blitzø would have been able to get himself out of that situation, but things were going out of control now.

Stolas had to think, and fast. The crowd was going wild again, so he used his height as an advantage, the only one out of the three who could actually see over people. “Excuse me, sir, uhhhh” Shit, if they left Blitzø alone, who knew where they would take him? “I’m…. Mr. Ragers’ agent!” He found himself exclaiming. “I don’t believe you can just-” Yet another bodyguard simply grabbed him off the floor, taking him with them with no effort. That got him distracted for a second. “Oh, you are strong!” 

“No! What the fuck are you doing?” Y/n yelled after him, which was fair. He hadn’t really put much thought into what he’d done. No use thinking about it now that he and Blitzø were getting aggressively thown into the back of a van.

It only took a couple seconds for Stolas to realize what that meant- how was he going to look for Octavia from there?

“Blitz, we don’t have time for this. Via could be anywhere… She could be in danger.”

For a second, Blitzø looked worried too, until it seemed he’d had an idea. “Don’t worry, I’m on it.” He punched the window so he could stick his head out of it, looking for Loona and y/n. “You two! Go find Via! We’ll catch up soon!”

He was met with a middle finger from both of them. 

“Yeah! Way to be a team!” He yelled out, getting himself back into the van. “She’s in great hands.”

Stolas let himself smile weakly. He didn’t know if that was true, but he wanted to believe it- after all, Loona had been able to track Via up here, and y/n was sure to do the best she could. 

[. . .]

As they got to what apparently was their destination- Starstruck Studios, as it read- Blitzø was dragged around the set, barely able to keep up to what they were doing to him. They styled his fake hair, poked his eyes with something, applied heavy makeup on him- which, for some reason, did nothing to conceal his obvious red skin, and gave him a pat on the back, telling him he was ready and would be on in five. At some point during all of that, Stolas was handed what could be anywhere between 10 and 600 water bottles. 

“What? Five what? I can’t be in a sitcom.”

“Should’ve had an ego crisis before signing the contract,” the producer guy mocked him. 

Stolas took a good look at him. He looked nervous. He killed people for a living, was on the brink of getting killed every single day, and this was making him nervous. 

“I- I- I- I- I don’t even know the fucking lines, idiot!”

“Well, that’s why god invented teleprompters.” 

Stolas hardly believed teleprompter could ever be described as a creation of god’s, but sure. Blitzø looked like he was on the verge of collapsing. Stolas tried to help out. “Shouldn't he rehearse or something?”

“No can do, we’re live in 10… 9…-” They guy started counting out, and with each second that passed Blitzø seemed to spiral even more.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, I- I- I can’t do this! No, not again.” He began pacing back and forth around the room. “I- I haven’t performed since-”

Alright, time to be the level-headed one. 

Stolas walked towards him. “Blitz, if your performance on stage is half as good as it is in bed, you’ll leave them… breathless,” he cooed, satisfied at the gulp he could see the imp take when he whispered the last word, free hand running over his throat. 

But no more time for that. He pushed Blitzø towards the stage. “Now hurry up and wow them so we can get back to finding Via!” Blitzø stopped at the door in front of him, and Stolas opened it, pushing him again, this time right onto the stage. “Break a leg, darling!” 

Suddenly, the lights were on. The crowd wasn’t huge, but there was a considerable amount of people there to watch the live recording. The actor who was already sitting on the couch delivered the first line. “Well if it isn’t our neighbor, Ronney! You feel that earthquake earlier?”

Blitzø looked terrified. Oh, no. “Say something,” Stolas urged him in a whisper from behind the camera.

Someone thankfully got him the teleprompter. He looked like he was barely present as he read his line from the screen. “Oh, yeah. Yeah! That was just… my wife… rolling out of bed.”

Stolas looked at the audience, worried no one would laugh at the joke. If no one laughed at his joke Blitzø might as well collapse. He was relieved when they started laughing. Blitzø, in turn, was beyond relieved- his eyes were almost sparkling with joy. He’d made people laugh!

Granted, they might have only done so because of the big signs telling them to, but Blitzø didn’t need to know that. Whatever was going on, it seemed to put him in a much better place, as he no longer looked like he was halfway through spiraling. It granted him the courage to keep on and even improvise. 

“Yeah! Yeah, and then that bitch hit her head on the way down and shattered her skull!”

Stolas didn’t even register the crowd’s reaction this time. He’d forgotten Blitzø is a performer. He couldn’t contain a laugh. 

Blitzø went on. “There was blood everywhere. Peed her pants,” Stolas was full on giggling now, though it took him a second to realize people had only now started laughing along. How did they not find this funny? No matter. 

Why did Blitzø even kill people anyway when this is what he’s supposed to do? He’s funny and- and… Blitzø winked at him, and immediately Stolas could feel his cheeks burn, downing some of the many water bottles he was holding to cool himself down. 

Where was he? Oh, right. He was funny and interesting and charming. Why had he given up performing? Perhaps Stolas could ask him about it at a later time.

The material of the show certainly wasn’t helping much. After a while, things were getting repetitive and, frankly, boring. And Stolas could see he was definitely not the only one who thought so, as the guy on his right had left the place altogether and the one on his left had literally fallen asleep.

Was this shoot ever going to end?

Blitzø’s character was rambling to the ugly tiny dog they’d brought in about it being the fifth couch he’d ruined that year.  “You know, maybe it's time I find you a new home, one that can put up with your attitude.”

A little girl walked into the set for the first time since the scene had started. “I can take him, Mr. Ronney! I’d be happy to adopt old Ugie and give him all the attention he needs!”

The crowd let out an ‘aw’ at the scene, everyone a little more interested now. Okay, good, it sounded like the episode was coming to an end, finally.

Blitzø held on to the dog’s collar, kneeling on the floor in front of it. “Yeah… yeah, maybe you should adopt.”

Oh, no, what was going on? Blitzø looked lost in thought, an unreadable look taking over his features. It didn’t look like a good sign at all. 

 “No. No, no, no, you can’t have her!” Her? “She’s mine and I love her!” Now that didn’t seem like acting. His expression was that of worry. 

He was right back to spiraling. 

“But Mr. Ronney, you gotta let me have the puppy. You’ve just gotta!” The kid tried salvaging the scene. 

Blitzø full-on hissed at her, shoving her away. “Don’t you touch her, you little anal fissure!”

Yep, he was definitely not doing well, whatever it was that suddenly caused this. Stolas found himself stuck, debating whether he should go there and do something.

The crowd laughed at what Blitzø said, which had been good before, but it was terrible timing now. “Oh, you think this is funny, assholes? She’s not fit to be a mother! I saw her doing lines of coke in her dressing room!”

“Hey, maybe-” Stolas tried talking to the cameraman, but was interrupted by the commotion of the bodyguards from earlier trying to get to Blitzø and contain him. 

Bad idea for them, but they didn’t know that yet. 

Another actress tried, once again, to salvage the scene, which was bonkers. What was there to even salvage after this? “Now, uh, Ronney, I think maybe you should-” she tried taking the dog from him, which was clearly the wrong move here. He pushed her onto the ground, her wig even falling off in the process. 

“No! You can’t have my baby, bitch! I’ll never get rid of her!”  Oh. This was about Loona. He took out his gun, swinging it around. One of the bodyguards tried tackling him to the ground- wrong move again. Without a second to think, Blitzø shot him in the head, still holding the dog as he did so.

And then it was chaos.

 In a couple seconds, Blitzø had already shot at least four people, and many more were coming to try to stop him. 

Yeah, time to do something, Stolas. “I’m coming, Bliiitzz-” he exclaimed, tripping over himself on the way to the commotion. He tried making his way into it, excusing himself, but to no use. Grabbing the last water bottle left on him, he threw it on someone as a last attempt. 

For… some reason… it worked. He didn’t even want to know what was in this place’s water, because the moment it touched the producer guy’s skin, it started burning its way right off, which was disturbing, but also wildly convenient at the moment. In an instant, the entire set was engulfed by fire, chaos running free as people screamed and ran around aimlessly. One guy almost tripped Stolas, and the prince would certainly have fallen if Blitzø didn’t grab him by the hand, pulling him up to stand again. 

“Alright, let’s go find our daughters,” Blitzø announced. The sight was one for the books, in Stolas’ humble opinion- he stood, holding him in place, shirt quite literally ripped open and gun in his hand, looking fiercely into the distance. The fake hair was a little distracting, but oh was this working for him.

Focus, Stolas! He snapped himself right out of it as they walked out.

“So, what happened back there… it was about Loona, wasn’t it?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Oh, that’s fine.” They both stayed in silence for a couple minutes, as Blitzø dragged Stolas around the streets. “Where are we going?”

“Well, where do goth teenage daughters go?” Blitzø showed him his phone screen as he tried to look for Not Topic on his maps app, but it kept suggesting to him this place called Hot Topic, which was a stupid knock-off name for a store. “If we could just find where-”

A portal appeared right in front of them, startling them both. Loona walked through it first. 

“Oh, Loona, my sweet baby girl! I’m so sorry! I’ll never replace you no matter what you-” Blitzø ran up to Loona, meaning to hug her. She wasn’t having it, literally kicking him off of her. Stolas was startled by that, not used to this kind of… affection. “You’re good,” was all she said.

“Dad, I’m so sorry,” Octavia started, looking at the ground as if embarrassed at herself. 

Stolas threw himself onto her immediately, shifting out of his human form and interrupting her with a hug. “I’m just relieved you’re okay! But what could possess you to do such a thing? You know I haven’t taught you spells like this yet.”

“I just wanted to see the stars you promised.”

“The stars?” Stolas looked around, confused. He gasped when he realized what Via meant. “Anathoths’s tears! Oh, no, my dear, sweet Via, I am so-”

Octavia was the one to interrupt him with a hug this time, holding him tight. “I know, dad. It’s okay. You’re here now.”

He smiled, holding her closer to his chest, relieved. 

“Thank you,” he told y/n, holding a hand of hers in his for a brief second, to show his gratitude was sincere. “For finding her. And keeping her safe.”

Blitzø turned to face her too. “S´ppose I should say thank you too or whatever.” He eyed the two holding hands with a weird expression, and it made them withdraw them in an instant.

“Where would the two of you be without me?” Y/n quipped, trying to lessen the awkwardness of whatever had just happened. 

“Okay, don’t flatter yourself too much now,” Blitzø feigned annoyance, but clearly tried to fight a smile. He tried to hug Loona again, but she slapped him across the face with the Grimoire. She didn’t look irritated though. Stolas realized it really was her weird way of showing affection. 

Some sort of colorful shooting stars appeared in their sight but it was as if they were coming from the ground and going through some sort of explosion when they hit the night sky. Weird. Stolas had never seen those in his books. 

It was pretty, nonetheless. 

“What the fuck is that?” Loona questioned, seemingly also enamored by them.

“My acting career,” Blitzø replied bitterly. 

“They’re called fireworks,” y/n explained to them. 

“Fireworks?” Stolas questioned, intrigued. He kept forgetting how much she knew about this realm, and he almost felt inadequate when he was reminded of it. But he’d ask more about them later. 

Now, he was watching the stars with his daughter. 

“Ooh, Look at that one! Did you see that one?” Via asked, excited, and his heart swelled. He’d live in this moment forever if he could. 

“Now, where the fuck are M&M?” Blitzø questioned, which disturbed the moment a bit, but he supposed it was a fair question. Where were the other imps all day?

“Last Mills told me they were…” y/n took out her phone, re-reading the texts sent between them, “‘singing a love-song duet for money’,” she paraphrased.

“Well that makes no sense. Hold on.” Blitzø took out his own phone, texting Millie. She replied within the second.“They’re… still at the alley, apparently.”

“I’ll conjure them a different portal,” Stolas tells them all, waving his hand and conjuring one of his own. “We should return now.”

[. . .]

Back at the palace, Stolas tried to make things seem normal. “So, was your visit to the human realm eventful, at least, sweetheart?”

“Oh, not that much. I spent the whole day trying to find some place where I could see the stars. Turns out you can't really see the stars from there.”

Stolas’ mood deflated. Via noticed. “It’s fine though. I took some cool pictures and we got to see the fireworks!”

“I am really sorry I missed Anathoth’s tears, my sweet Via. I really am.”

“I know you are. I talked to Loona. And Y/n.”

“Whatever about?”

“Well they said you’re not perfect. And you fuck up sometimes. Which is true. But they also said you’re trying, and you’re making an effort. And I can see that now. That’s good for me.”

Stolas couldn’t find his words for a couple of seconds. “...I’m glad it is, darling.”

“I like her.”

“Who?”

“Y/n. As much as I don't like that you… you know. She’s not that bad, I guess.”

“And Blitzø?”

“Don’t push it, dad. That’s all you’re getting from me. I’m gonna go to bed now, alright?” She walked over to him, kissing his cheek. “G´night, dad!”

“Goodnight, Octavia.”

As soon as she was out of sight, he broke down. 

How awful of him, to be so absorbed in his own chaotic life that he didn’t remember, didn’t notice. 

What kind of father was he? 

Was he really the kind to let his daughter think that him fucking up all the time was okay? That it was enough because he was trying? 

Stolas wished to be a father who was there. Who didn’t fuck up. A father who remembered important things and didn’t dismiss his own daughter when she was trying to talk to him about them. A father who didn’t ever have to worry about her being in danger because he paid attention, and prevented her from getting herself into dangerous situations. 

Amidst his own drama, he’d forgotten to be a father altogether. 

How selfish. How awful. How disgusting.

Perhaps whatever it is he had with the two demons did have to end, he reflected. At least in the way it currently stood. 

He had obligations more important than spending his time worrying about whether his feelings were requited, analyzing their behavior for a sliver of hope, tending to their times of need. 

He’d had the time to think of himself, but it seemed he couldn’t trust himself to do so without forgetting to think of others all around. 

And now it was time to think about Octavia. 

He had to be a parent, and if he was unable to do it right while his life was a mess, then he was solving that mess altogether.

He’d deal with the consequences later, and if it shattered him, then so be it. 

[. . .]

Stolas tapped his foot on the floor as he waited, catching himself inspecting the feathers in his forearm and trying to resist the urge to  try and pluck some, more to not make a mess out of the room than to stop the harm of it. For better or for worse, the bandage around his unhealed arm made it impossible to do it without causing excruciating pain. 

The huge door was pulled open in front of him, and he stood up from the couch in the waiting room. 

“Stolas!” Amodeus called, opening his arms to greet him. “Hey there, birdy babe. Haven’t seen you since you crashed my club.” Stolas grimaced at the memory, following the Sin into his office. “How you been?” Ozzie closed the door behind them, leading him inside. He let out a laugh. “Still getting your kink on with my girl and that feisty imp?” 

This was going to be uncomfortable. Stolas let out a nervous laugh, trying to calm himself down before he can get to what he wants to say. 

But he’s doing this. He’s giving them the crystal and setting them free. Free to make a choice, whatever that choice ends up being. 

Stolas almost hopes they will choose him. No, he fully does.

But that’s not his call to make.

Yeah, he’s doing this.

“Well, um, that’s actually what I’m here about.”

A/N:  first bonus chapter comes tomorrow or the day after that! look out for it it has a little hint of something we'll find out in a later chapter <3 i hope you guys like this one, i'm a little self-conscious abt it but it's exactly what i intended it to be so.

[theyanderespecialist]

The Deal (Scenario) Yanderes Asmodeus/Fizzarolli X GN Blitzo Reader (Helluva Boss)

[Hello, I am finally getting around to this one! I hope that you all enjoy this chapter! It is after Fizz quits and How Ozzie and Fizz's relationship changes. Maybe a little of that episode! So good luck! I hope that you all enjoy this. 

Disclaimer: You take the place of a Gender Neutral Listener 

Disclaimer 2: Fizz and Ozzie are a canon couple, they are not yandere in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously. Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine. Just do not be illegal or gross about it. Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon.

(Yanderes Asmodeus/Fizzarolli) 

(No One's POV) 

Fizz had a crush on (Name) when they were kids. They were just such sweet Imps. Then the accident happened and a huge misunderstanding came from it. For over a decade he has hated one of the loves of his life. He mourned that he could have been with (Name). When Fizz learned the truth, that (Name) had wanted to see. That they do care. It made his heart ache. Also, it reminded him that they were dating Stolas kind of. That left him bitter and angry. 

He gets ready for his date with Ozzie and then hears Ozzie come in. 

"Why are you upset Froggy?" Ozzie asks him. 

"well you know how I used to have feelings for (Name)...?" Fizz asks. "After they saved me... These feelings reared their head again... I love you so much Oz... It is just hard." 

Ozzie pulls Fizz close. "It is okay Fizzy," Ozzie says. "I can tell why you love them, they are quite something." 

Fizz stops and looks at him. "Oz? Are you attracted to them?" Fizz asks curiously. 

"Yes, they are physically attractive, but it is more so that they saved you~ That they would never have hurt you like that, seeing them shoot your stalker~ That was kind of hot~," Ozzie says and kisses down Fizz's neck. "If you want, we could have them~ Keep them as our lovers ~" 

"We could?" Fizz asks, this was the best situation that they could get in. 

"We could, I still have to give them one of my crystals," Ozzie says. "Maybe we can even make a deal with them~ Make them ours, and ours alone~" 

Fizz grins, that would be the best of both worlds. He would have (Name) and Ozzie, both of them being the loves of his life and he would never EVER let go of (Name) again. They belong to them~ 

-Small Time Skip;  Brought to you by: Ozzie being an Evil Little Fuck-

(Name) was eating cheese and having a good time. When their phone rings, they answer it. "Hello?" They ask around a mouthful of cheese. "What do you need?" 

"(Name)!" An excited Fizz says. "Since we are friends again, I thought I could have you over for dinner. You know, just me, you, and Ozzie." 

"Okay?" (Name) draws out. "I mean I will not say no to a free meal, just is it you cooking or the lusty king? Last time I checked you burn water when cooking." 

Fizz blushes. "Yes, Ozzie will be cooking," He confirms. 

"Okay then, I won't say no to a good meal, and my daughter is out with Tex and the Queen Bee. She won't be back until Monday." (Name) says and starts to put on their shoes. "So I guess I am all yours!" 

Fizz smirks happily, Yes, (Name). You are all Mine~ "That is great, we will pick you up in a few." 

"Okie doki!" (Name) says and eats the last bit of cheese. 

They wonder what prompted this. They shrug, whatever a free meal is a free meal. Soon Ozzie and Fizz are there and (Name) gets in with them. They drove down to Lust, (Name) talked to Fizz, they could tell that he was nervous. Was it because he was on edge because of the dinner? It was his idea, not (Name's). 

They got up to the penthouse and there was a candlelit dinner. Wait what was going on? 

"Were you guys planning a romantic date before inviting me?" (Name) asks. 

"Kind of. The romantic date is for you, (Name)." Fizz says and (Name's) face goes a bright red. Oh boy! 

"Hehe, oh that is a lot!" They laugh. "What does that mean, you two want a threesome." 

Ozzie pulls out a chair for (Name) and they sit down. 

"thank you." 

"Anything for you," Ozzie says. 

Fizz pulls out a box that looks oddly enough like an engagement box. 

"We both want you, (Name)," Fizz says. "We do, really bad, but we know at this time you are bonded to Stolas, Ozzie can break that bind and then you will be free. To be with us." 

(Name) takes the box and opens it, there is a crystal to have access to the human world. "Oh... Frick." They could not even swear, this is a lot. 

They also have feelings for Stolas. 

"Stolas cannot love you like we can," Ozzie says. "He is using you for his gain, he made a contract with you, so you will have to fuck him." 

(Name) bites their lip. 

"But we," Fizz adds. "We love you so much, I always have loved you, from since we were kids. You are just the perfect most wonderful darling." 

"Fizz is right, why be with Stolas, who is not good enough for you, who does not appreciate you and does not stand by your side?" Ozzie asks, both were manipulating (Name's) emotional state. 

"I-" 

"Let us love you." fizz says and kisses them. "Let us show you how much you mean to us~" 

(Name) felt their eyes tear up and they slowly kissed back Fizz. Fuck it was always what they wanted. 

Fizz pulls away, this is it (Name) is almost their Darling. 

"So what do you say, baby?" Ozzie asks. 

"Alright." (Name) agrees it felt nice for someone to say they wanted them, and not ask for anything in return. (Name) felt loved and it made them feel good. 

(Name) made the deal and they did not know that they just swore themselves to the Sin of Lust and His Imp lover, forever! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another Chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[forgetmynamepleasethanks]

IF YOU write for hazbin x helluva boss could you do a oneshot stolas x raven!reader whos family only recently became royals and are treated as lesser by the other royal families. the ravens arent as fancy as the other families and dont really care about all the royal stuff so they're kinda looked down upon. they meet at some meeting or you can decide. and make this take place after season 2 episode 9 so blitzo and him have broken up at least for now. thank you a ton!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I write for everything. That's why it takes me so long to write because I get a request, watch the entire show/consume the entire source material, then I start writing until I get a new request and the cycle continues. I am the Sisyphus of fanfiction. One must imagine forgetmyname happy. Anyways. Thank you for the request. I needed an excuse to watch season 2 of Helluva Boss. And shoutout to my favorite mutual for inspo for this I lowkey stole major plot elements from your story please forgive me. They're a better writer than I am so if you're interested in reading the inspiration for the latter half of this fic check out this. Also this isn't particularly romantic, just two straight guy cool guy besties (peak reference).

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If the parties weren't bad enough, the meetings were. Was being a royal really worth it? Sure, immortality, woo. How nice it is to spend the next ten thousand years sucking up to other pompous avians.

Despite your less-than-enthusiastic outlook on royalty, being the youngest of your brothers made you the prime target for all the busy work one could hope for.

That's why you found yourself here. Due to your family's relative youth in terms of royalty, you're positioned to the very far end of an uncomfortably long table seating representatives from all the royal houses in hell.

What a bunch of pricks.

The etiquette that your parents had drilled into you from such a young age- you truly believe they conceived you to be the perfect little delivery boy to turn errands for them- is the only thing keeping you in your seat and this stuffy cape and outfit on your body.

After a wait that could have lasted from 15 minutes to 15 years, the host of this meeting finally makes his entrance. As much as you like to pride yourself in your blasé attitude, being in the presence of King Paimon is enough to shut you up and sit you down.

"Welcome everyone please stop your yammering and listen to me. God when did there get to be so fucking many of you." Paimon announces as he makes his entrance.

"As I'm sure a few of you know hell is currently experiencing some unfortunate economic... blah blah blah"

Could this get any more boring? As you fight to keep your eyes in focus you notice someone standing by the door behind you. It's one of Paimon's sons. Stolas. Long time no see. You and Stolas used to be close, but the weight of royalty split you two apart.

Wow, he looks just as bored as you. I guess being Paimon's son would mean you get dragged along to a lot of borin- "You! Raven boy. Not to be rude or anything but what do you people even do?" Your internal monologue is cut off by Paimon. You don't respond for a beat, internally laughing at how Paimon literally doesn't know who you are or what your family does but you still have to be at this stupid meeting.

"We keep the humans out of hell, Your Highness." You respond dryly. It takes you a second to even notice that you've responded. The line is so ingrained into your lexicon that it practically says itself.

"Right! That's the totally important job I gave your very... snicker... esteemed family." Paimon snorts out, barely containing his mocking laughter. A handful of other representatives stifle laughs at your expense.

Oh, the joys of being a Corvus Arcana. The least royal royal family in hell.

"Yes well, you're dismissed. You're needed for other important tasks. Prince Stolas will direct you. Thank you for your time." Paimon says with mock sincerity.

Oh. Stolas. Yes. You know Stolas. You're flooded with memories of the two of you back at the old "Center for Princes to be" It was a glorified daycare, really. You two got up to a lot. He taught you a lot about the starts, and bugs, and everything he read about. You taught him how to make spit balls and get out of trouble you put yourself in.

You rise from your seat, flipping your cape as you walk to the door. In royal etiquette flipping your cape at someone is somewhat rude. Exactly what you wanted.

The conversation behind you restarts as you reach the door. Stolas is waiting for you with a nervous smile on his face, almost like he's got bad news.

"Ah, I remember you! I didn't know it was you who my father was talking about! Let's head out, shall we?" Stolas remarks oh so professionally. He's looking right at you, using his eyes to try and convince you he's excited about your new task, but you know him well enough to tell he'd rather be anywhere else right now.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" you respond sarcastically. Both of you know you were chosen for this because of your less-than-stellar family image.

"Ah! Well! You see- You were chosen for your... unique skills and inspired professionalism! Yes of course!" Stolas sputters out trying to respond without admitting that you were chosen because you're the trailer park trash of the royal family.

A smile creeps onto your face at the owl's half-baked response. He was never the most socially perceptive, even in his youth. You follow the tall owl out of the meeting room and down some of the winding hallways of Paimon's manor.

"Well hopefully my 'inspired professionalism' landed me something to do besides sitting in that room. How bad could it be? As long as it's not something stupid like stacking boxes." You respond lackadaisically. You look to Stolas for a reaction but he seems fully focused on looking at some dusty old paintings on the wall.

Then you round a corner into a freshly moved into bedroom. So fresh that boxes are strewn about. You look up at Stolas who's scratching the back of his head and looking anywhere and everywhere but your direction.

"No way. It's stacking boxes." You state dumbfounded.

"If it's any recourse I will be helping you unpack. That's our mission. Isn't that... heh... fun?" Stolas replies. You look him up and down. Both of you know how stupid this is.

You just sigh.

Twenty minutes later you're unpacking boxes. Your cape is discarded on the bed, the effort of moving boxes with both magic and your birdy body causing you to break a sweat, and as promised Stolas is helping. You can't help but sneak glances at him. He really has changed a lot since you were kids. He's a lot taller for one thing. Besides the obvious physical change, he seems to never have really put himself together. You can tell he's struggling.

Ruffled feathers, quick to anger, and somewhat mopey. To an average royal this would seem pretty normal. Royals aren't known for their vigor and lust for life. To you, these are signs that he's not doing so hot. Struggling to lift a white cardboard box labeled "FRAGILE!" the tall owl is surprisingly human- well, demon? Humanized? He seems a lot more likable than the rest of the royals.

You decide to break the silence. "So tell me. What's a big important bird like you doing unpacking boxes with lil old me?" It's almost self-deprecating the way you look down on yourself.

"Me?- Ah of course he means you- My father brings me along as a secretary of sorts to his meetings when I'm available." Stolas responds while trying to not trip over a box of pillows as he places knickknacks he got out of a box around the dresser.

You snort at his response. "I have a secretary but she doesn't unpack rooms." You banter at him. This seems to irk Stolas. "Yes well since my divorce it seems my father can't resist the urge to assign me silly tasks as if I were some child in need of a distraction." Stolas snaps at you. He drops his volume at the mention of his divorce, which has surely affected how he is perceived by the other royals.

Despite how peeved he sounds by your comment, it sounds more like he's disheartened than truly upset.

You had heard of his divorce. You didn't care. Your family was never huge on the whole arranged marriage thing. You weren't even married yet, which for a prince of your age was unheard of in most other families.

You smile, half sympathetically, half filled with schadenfreude. "Join the club." An uncomfortable silence fills the air after your response. Stolas was aware of how your family is treated. It seemed silly to complain about being assigned trivial tasks like unpacking a room to a Corvus Arcana. It's sort of like complaining about a paper cut to a man missing both his arms.

"I apologize," Stolas says.

"For what?" You respond quizzically. "For how the others treat you. Merely because your lineage is young does not justify the lack of respect or meaningful assignments they've received from the other royals." Stolas says.

The uncomfortable silence fills the air once again. Stolas had always been the only person to treat you like a true royal. Back in the day, he was the only one to play with you, share with you, or even really acknowledge you. You two unpack in silence. After another ten minutes of unpacking you finally can't take it anymore.

"This blows. Wanna ditch this stupid "assignment"?" You stretch your arms and let the box you were carrying fall to the ground with a thump. Stolas looks at you dumbfounded.

"Ditch? Like... 'play hooky'? No... I could never! I'm much to old for that type of behavior now." Stolas seems aghast at the idea of offending his father. You turn around and grin at him. "Oh like anyone's gonna miss us! There's a million servants around here that can unpack this dumb room. Let's ditch this. Or are you gonna tell me you're having a blast?"

"That's not the point. I can't just leave!" Stolas retorts.

"You're an adult now. Plus King Paimon clearly doesn't care what we're up to. No one's checked on us. C'mon, we used to do this all the time. It'll be like back then when we used to sneak away from the nannies at daycare." You rebuttal. You can see Stolas fighting with himself over what to do.

The look on Stolas' face is priceless. There's nothing quite like a royal trying to decide if it's worth doing something considered "non-royal".

"I suppose it's okay to leave unannounced... I read something about the human country of Ireland and how its people say goodbye without saying anything and-" Stolas realizes he's rambling. "Ah well... yes. I guess I'd like to leave."

You shake your head in mock surprise at his overly introspective response. "Follow me."

You two walk in silence for a moment. You're spending the quiet time considering your current circumstances. You and the prince of the Ars Goatia are playing hooky from a meeting neither of you were really invited to. Huh. Interesting spot you've found yourself in.

Conversely, Stolas is trying his best to keep his cool. He's not so used to just leaving these types of things. You two have also not spoken much since you were young. There was never any bad blood or anything, being a royal is just time-consuming.

Stolas follows closely behind you as you walk out of the castle. "So... if you don't mind me asking..." Stolas begins, waiting for your confirmation to continue. After a quick nod from you, Stolas furrows his brow, contemplating his words before speaking, "Your..." He pauses, searching for a diplomatic way to phrase it. "casual demeanor seems almost at odds with your status as a royal. It's always been quite intriguing, I must say. Most other royals tend to carry themselves with a certain..." He gestures with a hand. "formality, shall we say. Your informal manner is indeed a rare sight." Stolas asks you.

The owl's attempts at not offending you are admirable. "Well. My family is much younger than yours, as you know. While your family and all the others gained power at the very start of hell my family rose to power a short three hundred years ago. To put it bluntly, we don't really do all the royal stuff." You respond, trying to explain your family's situation.

"I see... fascinating." Stolas offers. The two of you make it out of the castle without another word.

You two find yourselves behind the castle. You hop up on a small ledge to see over the hedges. Stolas, being tall, can see over just fine.

"Well. The world's our oyster." You say. The night is fresh upon you and the city shines spectacularly below you. You look up at Stolas with a mischievous grin. "How quickly would your dad notice if his fancy schmancy car went missing?"

Stolas snickers at your question. "We'll just have to find out I suppose."

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I don't really like how this turned out but I also feel like I say that after everything I write. I'm also pretty rusty (and slightly intoxicated). Life has been up my ass for like two years so that's where I've been. Once again, massive props to freakyfrye for a lot of inspiration behind this. I had no clue where to take it but I read their story and it was great! Worth checking out. Anyways I hope you enjoyed.

[vikkirosko]

Hello Vikki, if it's not much trouble or inconvenience can you write headcanons for Hazbin Hotel?

It would be about how Angel Dust, Alastor, Husk, Lucifer, Blitzo and Stolas would react to a fem!reader that is very coquette and flirty but who is also very sweet and very willing to quit on that behavior (on them at least) if it makes them uncomfortable? She just wants to make them feel apreciatted and show them that they're hot at the same time lol

Headcanons Appreciated

🕷 Angel Dust x fem!Reader 💖

Angel himself was quite flirtatious, so you quickly found a common language. You had a lot of common topics for jokes. He liked the fact that you weren't shy about being flirty and flirting with others. Every time you flirted with him, he treated it as a joke, but he never responded to your flirting seriously

Sometimes you and Angel flirted together with people who were easily embarrassed, but the more you flirted with him, the more he realized that he had to stop it. You were his friend, but he didn't have romantic feelings for you and didn't want you to have vain hopes. He expected that this would upset you, but you apologized with a sincere and gentle smile that you had caused him inconvenience and stopped flirting with him, even though you did not stop doing it towards others

Angel didn't know why you were flirting with him, because you knew he wasn't interested in girls, but he found out the answer to this question when he accidentally overheard your conversation with Vaggie. She asked you why you were flirting with him, knowing that he wouldn't reciprocate. Then you replied that you knew about it, but you wanted him to feel appreciated and continue to feel hot. You weren't in love with him, you just wanted him to feel better

Angel was glad that you took care of him, albeit in a slightly unusual way. He didn't tell you what he found out about why you were flirting with him. He was pleased that you took care of him and so sincerely wanted him to feel better

📻 Alastor x fem!Reader 🎙

It was difficult to call Alastor the one who flirted. The fact that you were one of the most flirtatious people he knew didn't bother him much. He was calm about the fact that you were flirting with him, seeing perfectly well that you were just as flirtatious towards everyone. It didn't bother him, because he understood that it was your way of communicating with people

Alastor often noticed that your flirting with him was special compared to how you flirted with others. When one day he asked you what was the reason for this, he saw how your expression changed to worried. You asked him if it makes him uncomfortable and if so, you can stop doing it. Alastor laughed when he saw the worry on your face and said that it didn't bother him

Alastor found out about the reason for your flirtation by accident. He heard you talking to Angel and he asked you why you were flirting with Alastor. You answered without hesitation that you wanted him to know that he was hot and deserved to be appreciated. You knew that many people were afraid of him, but you didn't think that because of this it was necessary to forget about what he was like at the same time

Alastor did not hide from you that he knew the reason for your flirtation, causing embarrassment on your face, which seemed funny to him. Your flirting amused him, and the fact that you did it for such innocent reasons seemed nice to him

🃏 Husk x fem!Reader 🥃

When Husk started working at the hotel, he was annoyed that Angel was constantly flirting with him. That's why when he met you, he was annoyed again. You were flirtatious and flirted at every opportunity. He treated you the same way he treated Angel. He remained rude and indifferent, making sure that you did not cross the boundaries of what was allowed

Husk often ignored your flirting. Over time, he just got used to it, sometimes grumbling. He didn't understand why you kept flirting with him, but he didn't say anything against it. It became a common thing between you, even though he knew that he could tell you at any moment to stop flirting with him and you would really stop

Late in the evening, when you were sitting together in a bar, he asked you why you were flirting with him all the time. He expected to hear from you that it was all a joke, but your answer turned out to be completely different from what he expected. You told him that the reason for this was that you wanted him to feel appreciated. You thought he was hot and interesting and didn't understand why others didn't see it. That's why you tried to remind him of how you saw him

Husk felt embarrassed for the first time since you flirted with him. He saw your sincere smile, confirming the truthfulness of your words. He kept grumbling, but his heart warmed at your words

🍎 Lucifer Morningstar x fem!Reader 🐍

Lucifer was never embarrassed by how flirtatious you were. From the very first day of your acquaintance, your manner of communication seemed funny to him. You were flirtatious towards others and often flirted, including with him. It didn't bother you that he was literally the ruler of Hell. Most of the time, you didn't pay attention to the statuses of the people around you, which Lucifer liked

Lucifer knew that if he was uncomfortable with it, he would tell you about it and you would stop. You told him that yourself. The last thing you wanted was for him to feel uncomfortable when communicating with you, so you told him about it. You respected his wishes and did not want to impose on him what he was not interested in or unpleasant

He knew the reason why you were flirting with him. You told him about it yourself. The reason for this was that you wanted him to know that he was appreciated. You thought he was hot and deserved to be appreciated. He was pleased to hear so many pleasant words from you, and the fact that they were sincere pleased him especially much

Your words always lifted his spirits, even if his day was terrible. He always knew that he would not hear rude words from you, only something that would make him smile and feel really meaningful

😈 Blitzø x fem!Reader 🐴

You and Blitzø got along great from the very first day of your acquaintance. You were one of the most flirtatious people he knew and he liked to flirt with you in return. He knew it was your way of communicating, so he didn't see anything strange about it. He liked to embarrass some people around him in this way and he liked that you supported any flirtation that he started

Blitzø loved it when you flirted with him. He liked the attention you gave him. There was something special about it. As if in this way you showed him how much you appreciate him and that even if many people said that he had many shortcomings, you continued to pay attention to him

When Blitzø came to the office after lunch, he heard a conversation between you and Moxxie. Your colleague asked you why you were flirting with your boss. Blitzø was surprised when he heard that you told him that you wanted him to be appreciated. You claimed that your boss was hot and that he deserved to know that, especially considering there were so many people who didn't like him

He did not hide the fact that he found out about the reason for your flirtation and treated you with special attention. It brought a sincere smile to your face. You were glad that your words really helped him feel better

🦉 Stolas x fem!Reader 🎩

Stolas is not used to being flirted with. That's why when he started talking to you, he felt embarrassed. You were very sweet and flirtatious towards others, including him. You were always smiling when flirting with him, but he liked the fact that you surrounded him with such attention

He saw perfectly well that you were flirting not only with him and he wasn't sure if he should have attached great importance to your flirting. He didn't want to make the mistake of thinking that you were really paying attention to him and not just communicating with him the same way you communicate with everyone else

When Stolas asked you why you were doing this, you told him with a soft smile on your lips. The reason surprised him. You wanted him to feel appreciated. You knew how his wife treated him and didn't want him to feel like he was nothing. You wanted him to know that he was really hot and that his wife was just saying bad lying things. Your words touched his heart

He was glad that you were with him. Your words made him happy. Next to you, he felt calm and confident, knowing that you would not condemn him and your words would always warm his heart and cause a smile on his face

[thatstonedwriter]

Cuddling with...

Blitzø

◉ A/n- I'm stoned and in my feelings so you what that means. A New headcanon set ofc. Anyways, enjoy some mushy bullshit. Haven't proofread this, hopefully it's okay

◉ Content; romantic relationships, fluff, suggestive themes, gender neutral reader

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Intimacy and vulnerability aren't really Blitzø's strong suits, but being with you breaks down his walls. Once he's comfortable with you, he's super clingy and wants to be in contact with you as much as possible.

Blitzø switches between being big or little spoon. While he doesn't usually care either way, there are some times he'll have a preference. If Blitzø is feeling vulnerable or scared, he'll want to be held. For example, after the events in the Truth Seekers episode, I think Blitzø would probably need someone to keep him grounded.

There are other times though, when Blitzø needs to know he can protect you. Too often, the people he loves are put in danger, and if you happen to work with I.M.P, you're put in dangerous situations damn near every day. On the days where you're all rattled from close calls and serious injuries, Blitzø holds you for hours. He'll have his arms around your waist, tail wrapped around one of your legs and his head rested against your back or on your shoulder (depending on how you're positioned).

Be warned, once Blitzø is comfortable, he's impossible to move. So go to the bathroom, have your water and snacks nearby, keep your phone in arm's reach, because you're not gonna be moving for a while. If you do try to get up or free yourself from his grasp, Blitzø will just hold on tighter and yell at you. He's not above biting you either. He'll put up a fight, but will let you go.. Eventually.

Blitzø makes sure cuddle sessions last as long as possible. His favorite thing to do while laying with you is watching shitty movies and making out. More often than not, Blitzø will end up starting tickle fights and playful teasing matches which may also result in making out.

Blitzø never thought he'd be able to enjoy this kind of intimacy, and despite his flippant attitude, he's terrified of losing you. He knows he doesn't always tell you how much you mean to him, so Blitzø makes it up by showering you with physical affection. For now, he hopes it can be enough.

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[call-me-cheese]

Masterlist

Headcanons

Rosie x gn!reader "Gossip time" (platonic)

Alastor x gn!with a southern accent!reader (platonic)

Lucifer x gn!reader "Grey times" (platonic)

Stolas x gn!reader and Blitzo x gn!reader "General relationship hedcanons" (romantic)

Oneshots

Charlie x gn!reader x Vaggie "The final fight" (romantic and polyrelationship)

[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”

[djljpanda]

I don't doubt for a second that you're a good author.

Alright! I have been hoping to request this for some time now, but there was never a good oppertunity. But there is now so how about this:

For Helluva Boss: I was hoping if I could request for Barbie Wire x Fem Goetia Reader romantic headcanons?

Barbie Wire X Fem Goetia Reader

I feel like you two met by her working some job that your family was looking over

I feel like at first you two will not like each other as she might think you are just some royal with a stick up their a$$ and you think she is just some street rat

Haters To Lovers

You definitely fell first because you saw how she was just some sweet girl that had bad stuff happened to her

Barbie fell harder as you were there for her to vent and to talk to as she now sees you as some real princess from fairy tales

I think you girls would go out secretly at night to different rings just to goof off

You did share your first kiss after she was telling you some jokes lately into the night in your room and you just sat there laughing and you girls just kiss

You knew it was wrong but hell did it feel good

You did give Barbie some good paying jobs, honestly you just made her work for you in someway

Barbie did want to take your relationship slow and you are okay with that

Barbie didn't really want you to be public about your relationship not that she was embarrassed by you she just didn't want you to be judged by others and your title token away, you just told her that they can take away anything but nothing will take your love away for her, that's what made Barbie know that you truly love her

You do keep your relationship a secret at first but when Blitzo and Stolas started to be public and after some talking you two did as well

I bet that Barbie does sleep on your chest as she does give off small spoon vibes but would also want to hold you

Barbie is the talker while you are most of the listener

You are very protective of your girlfriend and will throw hands with the devil himself

Date night is your favorite thing to do

You guys have shopping dates, beach dates, go clubbing, and with your status as a Goetia you two can go anywhere

You girls did have to hide this relationship from everyone else but that's what made the relationship keep going and now that you girls went public everything feels calm like you two can sit back and watch some a Tv

Barbie loves your body and praises it any chance she gets

You do show off your magic to her which she loves when you do

Overall I can see this relationship work out and that you two will definitely be together through anything

Fun fact she loves to hear your chirps

A/n: This is honestly a great idea thank you for sharing.

[cubicle-eyes]

Can I request just general hc for blizø with a succubus s/o (preferably gender neutral but it's ok if its more male leaning!!)

Blitzo x Succubus!Reader Headcanons

Yes yes you can

TW bc this is an 18+ show. May include cussing, sexual content, and more.

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- when you and blitzø meet he's on edge bc hey, he doesn't have good history with demons from the lust ring

- but youre.. not quite like every other succubus out there.

- it doesn't take very long at all for you two to hook up, and he's more surprised when you're still there in the morning then the fact you admit you'd like to try a relationship with him

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Blitzo was staring at Y/N, waiting to see when they'd wake up and leave. Get dressed, exit the room, and maybe give him their number. His stomach churned, fingers digging into the pillow as he frowned. He moved to roll over and stand up, but two arms wrapped around his middle and pulled him back down.

"Getting up already?"

"I don't want another round."

"Oh Satan, me either."

Y/N laughed and Blitzo blinked. They were still half asleep, but holding him tightly. He swallowed thickly.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

"..what?"

"Your leg?"

Y/N gently pulled the covers off, sitting up on their elbow and resting a hand on Blitzo's hip, using their thumb to gesture to a spot slightly below.

"I bruised you on accident."

"That shit doesn't hurt."

Blitzo cracked a grin, sitting up to. The pair stared at each other until they bust into giggles.

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- you're probably taller than him let's be honest

- loves that. Size difference >>>

- also loves when he's able to steal your clothes and he's swimming in some of the oversized ones.

- every now and then he'll go to the office and you'll already be there, wearing one of his leather jackets and he just *💀*

- speaking of the office you're probably useful to I.M.P

- makes it easier to lure some of the more competent victims if you're helping seduce them.

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"Aw. You're a little excited, aren't you?"

The target nodded excitedly, and Y/N opened their arms, inviting them in.

They got about a step closer before Blitzo shot them through the head and they fell forward unceremoniously. Blitzo hissed and Y/N laughed.

"You were supposed to wait." Y/N kissed the Imps forehead and he muttered something about "dirty hands".

"I'm just doing my job. Protect you, kill people."

"And you're doing a great job. I'll prove that to you later, okay?"

Blitzo immediately perks up, tail swishing behind him.

"Hell yeah!"

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- your relationship is closed romantically, but open sexually to allow for your own succubus needs and Blitzo's arrangement with stolas. You're both still plenty loyal to each other and there's no doubt in either of your minds

- except for blitzo because he's always 100% sure that every slipup he makes will turn into a breakup.

- you just gotta help him realize you aren't leaving any time soon

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Y/N was sitting in Bitzo's chair, the imp curled into his chest and completely silent. This wasn't something that happened often, and Y/N made sure their grip on him was tight and reassuring. They had a small fight earlier about something that escalated quickly. Blitzo's words were still fresh in Y/N's mind, but they pushed them away, burying their head against Blitzo's.

"You're quiet."

"Mm."

"You don't have to be quiet."

Y/N presses his lips to Blitzo's forehead as the imp sniffles, clutching onto their chest. Y/N sighs, letting the imp sob. Outside there's barely any noise, it's early in the morning, no demons want to he awake at such an hour unless they were forced too. Blitzo's tail curls around Y/N's leg and the succubus pulls his head up.

"I'm sorry I fought with you."

"We.. already did the apologies."

"I'm saying it again. I love you so much. I'm sorry."

Blitzo makes a noise akin to a whimper, burying his head in their neck.

"I love you too."

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- very show off. Especially when he's nervous or anxious about you being around other demons bc he's so jealous constantly

- so you'll be like in a bar, and he'll start singing a rock love ballad in a drunken state because there was one (1) (uno) demon that brushed your arm and you shut them down quickly.

- still you cried about it later because it was so cute and blitzo thought he did something wrong and was a very big baby about it.

- when you're both drunk you put on stupid music and cuddle. That's it. Nothing else happens. You could both be high as balls and be listening to "As The World Caves In" and singing and sobbing until Loona practically duct tapes your mouths shut.

- Also loona absolutely loves hates you.

- she thinks you're perfect for Blitzo and wants to make you get married kill you around every corner.

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"Loony! Y/N's staying the night."

"When aren't they staying the night?"

She scoffed, tensing her shoulders. Y/N simply laughed, setting a black bag down in front of her.

"I got you a present, bark."

The affectionate nickname came from when the pair first met and Loona straight up barked at them because she didn't see them when she walked into Blitzo's office. She rolled her eyes, opening it and starting her prepared thank-you speech.

"Oh wow. A gift. This was very unexpected

I love it so.. much."

"It's not a lot. Your phone case was cracked so I got you a new one, a few stickers for Verosika Mayday, and a new shirt. I hope you don't mind."

"Uh, thanks, Y/N."

Y/N blinked as the hellhound stared at them. They grinned, ignoring Blitzo's sniffle at the scene. Y/N pat her head affectionately and her tail swished slowly across the floor.

"No problem. Now, what're we making for dinner?"

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I could go on forever and ever about how Y/N does all the cooking in the house hut I won't I'll end it here.

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ANON I LOVE WRITING FOR BLITZO

💙