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@stolitzsings
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I love posting here months after stuff happened. I have no idea what would have to happen, so I would keep posting everywhere at the same time If you want to see my stuff early, you can consider supporting me through Patreon or buying a digital PDF version of my comics here "Only you" I would have posted it way sooner, but I had plans to print this as posters. Then a certain someone introduced taxes, and it wouldn't pay off for a poor European to print those and send them overseas. Enjoy the boys being lovey-dovey!
And more helluva art. I love this two sm
stolas look oUT— oh my god he cant hear me. he doesnt even know whats coming for him
Annnd Done! After two months of work, I’m happy to share my large project I’ve been working on 🥰.
I undertook the task of developing impsonas for myself and 16 of my friends and mooties and putting us all in a group shot!
This was a LOT of fun and I had a blast at developing these impsonas for my friends ♥️.
Thanks to @larryisnotagirl and @hyperfixed-owl for their support, encouragement and suggestions throughout the process! ♥️.
Guys help I am once again thinking about how Blitz truly believes he is the most worthless creature in hell, both emotionally (because he was scapegoated, abused, and he's been traumatised, jaded, and made to believe he ruins people's lives) and structurally (he's an imp, mortal, small, inconsequential).
And because of this, he spent two seasons agonising over his feelings for Stolas. Dismissing them, trying to stomp them out, hating himself for them, for wanting something he could never have. Telling himself he'd never be good enough for someone as big and powerful and cosmologically meaningful as Stolas. Convinced that all he could ever be for Stolas was a sex toy, and that Stolas deserved so much more than Blitz—by nature—could ever be.
... And meanwhile, from day one, Stolas thought of incredibly highly of Blitz. He thought of Blitz as the most marvelous, amazing, admirable person he'd ever met. Someone who's affection it'd be a true honour to earn.
It just kills me a little that Blitz thinks he brings darkness and fire and pain to people's lives, that he's nothing but grime, that Stolas is a star of his own whose light could crush Blitz if Stolas wanted.
And in reality he is the light in Stolas' life. He is the beacon Stolas follows. He is the key to the door of Stolas' cage.
Unwell. Unwell. Unwell. UNWELL!
is it fall 2026 yet
Helluva Fan Season 2.5 Ch. 6 (8/10)
Chapter completed on pa🌲on
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A Breakfast to Remember
For my friend @stolitzsings
Blitz was making eggs and pancakes for Stolas, who was still barely awake as he rubbed all four of his eyes and yawned. He still wore Loona’s much larger band tee and a pair of lace panties that clung to him so nicely, stray feathers made their way between the sides of the edges as he walked into the kitchen.
“Morning Stols!” Blitz exclaimed as he sauntered over to Stolas and kissed his lips, which smelled of mice.
“Did someone forget to brush his beak?” Blitz jests, while Stolas playfully pushes onto the other’s shoulder.
“Oh you. I abso-hootly did this morning!” Stolas replied in defense of his morning breath.
“It must be remnants of last night’s midnight snack.” He hoots and laughs. Blitz snickers and breaks out into such sudden extravagant laughter.
Stolas stops in his tracks and tilts his head as he looks down at his imp.
“What’s funny?” He asks honestly, while his hands stood on his sides and rubbed gently into the creases of his shirt.
Blitz wiped a tear from his eye and snorted.
“Abso HOOTLY!” He cried out in laughter again and fell back onto the floor, his tail slashing around while he held his chest.
Stolas was confused as to why it was funny. He felt he said something amiss. Yet he also was worried this was something he hadn’t noticed.
Blitz scurried over to Stolas and rubbed his hand with his.
“Stolas—“ he took a breath to contain himself from laughing again.
“It’s not you, it’s just, funny because you’re such an owl. You make such adorkable noises that you know I can’t control myself—especially over such a silly pun. I’m laughing because it’s cute. You’re cute.”
Cute. That sent him into a deep blush. He hoots uncontrollably and covers his face, sending some loose feathers in the air. Slowly a laugh flows into the air from his beak and he finds himself laughing louder too, intermingled with hoots in-between.
Suddenly in-time with the hoots was a large ringing.
“Fuck. Breakfast!” There was a loud ringing of the smoke alarm, the pan was on fire. Blitz grabbed the fire extinguisher and blew its foam all over the stove. The alarm shutting off moments after and leaving in its wake the stench of charcoal and regret.
Blitz sighs and sits down in defeat, lowering his head. Stolas hoots gently and moves over to him while he rubs his back.
“Blitz. It’s okay.” He nudges his shoulder and kisses his horns softly before continuing.
“You want to go get breakfast in town?” He asks.
Blitz looks up and kisses his beak, cupping his cheek in his hand before cupping the other and squishing Stolas’s beautifully purple feathered face until he looked like a chipmunk trying to gather for winter.
“Abso-hootly!” Blitz answered and curled his tail around Stolas’s tail.
Blitz and Stolas casual intimacy makes me so happy. Their in a dangerous situation and they are there for each other the whole time. Blitz not letting go of Stolas and Stolas being all close to him. They are safest with each other.
You guys ever think about how by episode 2 Stolas had already tried to diddle Blitz's holes
Butterflies
Blitz needs to wear a shirt that says WOE IS ME except the W is crossed out and changed for an H so that it says "HOE IS ME". And there need to be at least 5 separate sharpie scribbles on top where the H has been crossed out and turned back to a W, then back to an H, so on and so forth.
He's having a good day and then Moxxie says something vaguely mean to him and Blitz says nothing, just grabs a sharpie and crosses another H and draws another W.
baby sketchies. will clean up later
Happy WIP Wednesday!! I am super excited because I just started my first multi-chapter fic for this fandom! Chapter 1 is out now, and here's a little teaser from Chapter 2:
"Oh, you're not even a little bit bi, are you?" Blitz said at last, catching Stolas completely off guard. "I— what?" was all he managed. Blitz brushed past his half-response. "Okay, so the whole "wife" thing was never gonna work. But didn't you have… I don't know… a boyfriend in high school? O- or just a friend you made out with sometimes?" Stolas could only shake his head and avoid Blitz's gaze. He felt humiliated that his own lack of experience was so self-evident. Another too-long moment passed, and then Blitz sighed. He crossed over to the office door and turned the lock, making Stolas's head jerk up in surprise. Then he walked over to the couch and sat down. "Come here." Stolas could only stare. Blitz rolled his eyes and motioned to him. "C'mon, Stolas, come here." Hesitantly, Stolas walked over and seated himself next to Blitz, his back ramrod straight. They were so close together that Stolas could feel Blitz's thigh pressing up against his. He tried to avoid thinking about that too hard. Then Blitz turned towards him and lifted a hand to Stolas's face. "W-what are you doing?" Stolas asked, blushing even more. "De-sent-ization," Blitz replied. It took Stolas a moment to parse. "De…sensitization?" Blitz grinned. "Yeah, that's the one! Only one way to get you more used to it, so pucker up, Stolas!"
Tagging @blitzwhore @theradiodaemon and @bookishcatcafe if you wanna share! 💜
Do you guys ever think about how Stolas is literally fluffy
Was literally thinking today about how it's widely accepted that Blitz absolutely loves burying his face in those chest feathers, bc of course he does just look at them