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"I wish, more than anything, that I could rearrange the stars for you. I'd make them look like you."
"Yeah?"
"Mm. Do you know why?"
"No."
"Would you like to?"
"Sure, Stolas," Blitzø laughed.
"A beauty like yours transcends Hell, My Love. Everyone deserves to see it."
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- Part 5 of Helluva Boss / Hazbin Hotel: 12 Days of Christmas!
- Part 15 of Bea's Stolitzø Sillies
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Stolas and Blitzo turned against one another in the arena, and it was set.
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“Blitz,” Stolas says, and his voice is harder than Blitz was expecting it to be. Blitz winces and braces for impact. “You didn’t ruin my life.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck—
Wait. What?
“I didn’t?” Blitz asks, and his tongue feels like it’s too big for his mouth.
“No, Blitz, of course you didn’t,” Stolas tells him, and he sounds so fucking sincere that Blitz has no choice but to believe him. “You saved it.”
(In which Stolas and Blitz have a lot to talk about following the events of Mastermind.)
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Blitzo and Loona, reeling from a heated fight about his reckless self-sacrifice, sit apart in guilt but slowly reconcile through humor and heartfelt confessions.
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You've given so much; I haven't given enough by steorn (suspiciousdeer)
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
17 Dec 2024
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MASTERMIND EPISODE SPOILERS!!!
Literally my first ever posted fic, that's how you know it's good.
A basic post-Mastermind mostly-fluffy Stolitz fic. We're touching on some courtroom trauma, changes in dynamic and a little bit of power-loss consequences. There's such an interesting thing between them now and I can't wait for the show to explore it so I'm doin it my damn self.
Please leave kudos or comments if you want more, these funky lil guys live in my brain and they won't shut the fuck up about each other.
Rating pending to change depending on how this goes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Inspired by decor in Blitzø's office, Blitzø and Stolas visit a lemon orchard on Earth for some role-playing shenanigans. Blitzø can't help himself. First, he has to torment Moxxie.
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Blitzø and Stolas reenact the infamous porno 'lemon stealing whore,' and Blitzø drags Moxxie into his nonsense.
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Stolas was sad and Blitzø found out it was the full moon tonight. So, he goes out of his way to comfort his beloved owl.
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Blitzø and Stolas finally communicate about their previous full moon together.
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Blitz is no longer “too imp to simp.” He is, in fact, simping quite impishly over his houseguest. Unfortunately, Stolas is too dissociated to notice, and Blitz isn't great at words. To find happiness together in their new circumstances, they'll have to get better at mastering their minds.
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- Excessive sofa cuddles
- Lurning cummunikation skilz
- Stolas planned out the Mastermind thing all along
- Stolas finds out Blitz was kidnapped with Fizz
- Fizz is a fucking flirt
- Moxxie and Stolas are gonna be besties
- Excessive staring at each other
- Discussions of past dubcon
- Stolas actually did his job and knows prophecies
- Stolas finds out about the circus fire
- Badass Stolas Goetia
- Stolas sings to Blitz during the do -
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Striker degrades Stella and Andrealphus. They like it.
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- Part 16 of Slutmas
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Stolas softly said “Can you just stay here with me?”
Blitzø turned to look over his length, Stolas could’ve sworn there was a hint of a blush on his cheeks when he shrugged and asked “Are you sure?” Stolas scooched back, lifting the blanket invitingly for Blitzø to join him.
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After a week at Blitzø’s apartment, Stolas tries to shake off his numbness by slipping back into old habits with Blitzø—seeking something quick and rough. But Blitzø has other plans, taking his time to slowly make love to Stolas. -
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“Could I help you relieve some of the pressure?” Stolas asked.
Blitz rose his head to meet Stolas’ gaze. “What do you mean?”
Stolas shrugged. “I’m not sure about you, but when I am feeling quite anxious, a good orgasm helps.”
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It's been fourteen hours since Blitzø brought Stolas home. Not that anyone is counting. But Stolas has been asleep the entire time and Blitzø would be starting to worry, if he was counting. Which he isn't.
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Blitzø steals a couch with a pullout mattress for Stolas. Stolas is just glad Blitzø won't have to sleep on his beanbag chair anymore.
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Stolas has some news for Blitzø after the trial is over and done with.
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- Part 3 of Eggpreg Stolas Stories
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Stolas tries to go on with his life after losing everything.
Well… everything might not be the best way to describe it, after all, Blitzø has selflessly taken him in, giving up his own “bed” for him and treating him with the utmost care despite where they had left things off.
Stolas tries his best to express his gratitude even when it takes so much effort to just keep himself together, but every time he tries Blitzø becomes a blushing, babbling mess and the conversation ends right there.
Is there something wrong with him?OR
Stolas can't really be discreet about his love for Blitzø when his pupils are constantly morphing into little hearts with nothing he can do to stop it.
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In the reflection of the dark window, he sees it: that sullen gray smear through his steel-blue feathers. He had seen it the night before, as he stood dripping on the bathroom linoleum. In the mirror then, it had been dull and limp with water. In the window now, it is shockingly pale and unruly.
The morning following the trial, Stolas struggles to process all that has happened.
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'Lazy evening' Stolitz fluff, written for Moose's 3k DTIYS/WTIYS! Congrats bestie <3
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Stolas has to adjust to his new life while reeling over what had happened at the trial. It's not easy. Luckily for him, Blitz is always there to help him and does so with a smile.
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Almost dying is something Blitzø is oh so intimately familiar with—he's an assassin, for fuck's sake. Brushes with death are a part of the job description. Public executions, though, maybe...maybe not quite as much.
Realizing he's maybe kind of actually important to people? Yeah, no. That's. That's pretty fucking new.
So is the dawning understanding of the depth of these—these feelings he's fumbling with for the guy now sleeping there on his couch.
All this to say that everything's so goddamn fucked, right now, and he's gotta do what he can to pick up the pieces.