#blitz hb

[wuawuau]

some more incorrect quotes

[glitzymeow]

Who let you in here Stolas😅😅?(art by TheZerna on X)

[veeeeectory]

아이와 나의 바다

[vagabond-pinky]

Stolas and the L-word, or lack thereof.

I just find it so interesting that for such a hopelessly romantic character, he really seems to go out of his way to use every word except for "love".

[Blitz's version]

[tenshiharmonia]

[Sometime after the trial.] Stolas : "Oh Blitz, I lost everything : Via, my plants, my books, my house, the royal stables, my powers, my…" Blitz : "Wow, wow, wow, wait a second there. The royal stables ? You had horses the whole time and you never told me about them ? You know we'd probably be married already if you had, right ?" Stolas : "Yes, but that would have made things so easy, it almost felt like cheating…"

[strawb3rrystar]

Hey so can you please do a Blitz X Fem reader where they get into a fight or whatever and then it kinda jumps to make up sex or whatever like idk I’m jus desperate for blitz X reader smut🌚

Why do you have to be so hot when you're mad?

Pairing: Blitzø x Fem! Reader

Warnings: oral, make-up sex, not proofread

Word count: 886

✰Masterlist

You can't even remember what this argument was about anymore. It probably started with a passing complaint from one of you, then spiraled out of control. Insults were said, shade was dug, shame had risen. You didn't know how to get out of this back-and-forth loop you were stuck in, but you knew you didn't want to argue with your boyfriend anymore.

You leaned against the kitchen counter, rubbing your temple. Blitzø stood across from you, his arms crossed, eyes on your form. "Satan," he nearly hisses, "Why do you have to be so hot when you're mad?" You raise an eyebrow, shooting him a confused glance. That cocky smirk you know and love returns, "You heard me."

A scoff leaves your lips as you roll your eyes. He takes a step towards you, his tail nearly wagging in excitement. "You're hot all the time, but you're especially hot when you're mad," he comments. You frown, "I'm mad at you, asshole."

He shrugs as if it's no big deal, "And? That doesn't make me want to kiss you any less." Your arms cross over your chest. "You're insufferable." Blitzø stops right in front of you, "You love it, though."

You shake your head, but grab his face and kiss him anyway. He immediately kisses back, not hesitating even for a moment. His hands find your hips, and he pulls you closer to him. Your tongues fight for dominance as the two of you messily make out. He pushes you back against the counter without breaking the kiss, your hands wandering all over him.

The kiss breaks as he lifts you to sit on top of the counter. You spread your legs so he could fit in between them. Blitzø runs his hands up your thighs, "You look so pretty up there." He grins, and you could already tell what he was planning. His hands move up to the waistband of your bottoms, hooking his finger under the elastic. "Let me make it up for disagreeing with you," he says, his tone suggestive, maybe even seductive.

You couldn't remember if it even was his fault, but a part of you was grateful he was taking the blame. You nodded your head in agreement. He didn't need to be told twice; he was already pulling your bottoms down. Your underwear came down with it, leaving you bare and ready for him.

Blitzø leans forward, kissing your stomach, down to your pelvis. "I'm going to enjoy this," he practically growls. He spreads your legs wider, revealing your wet pussy to him. By this point, he was almost salivating, just wanting to get his tongue on your clit. He licks up your slit, then circles the sensitive bud. You gasp, grabbing onto his horn. He smirks into your skin, repeating the action again. Your head tilts back slightly in pleasure, hole clenching around nothing.

He laps up your wetness, gliding his tongue over your aching hole. You yank on his horn, pulling him closer, "Fuck, don't tease me, asshole." He grabs onto your thighs as he looks up at you. "I'm not teasing you, baby," he says, but his cocky grin speaks otherwise. You roll your eyes, shoving his face back in your pussy, "Whatever, I don't want to hear it."

A moan leaves your lips as his tongue delves into your hole, licking up your insides. Your hips buck involuntarily, grinding your pussy against his face. Blitzø was loving every second of this. He loved eating you out like a man starved. Your free hand finds his other horn, using both to bring him impossibly closer to you. He was now practically drowning in your scent, and he was exactly where he wanted to be. Blitzø eats you with newfound fervor, causing you to thrust your hips forward.

Every little moan, whine, whimper, and groan that left your lips made his dick twitch in the confines of his pants. He wished he could jerk himself off, but no, his hands were holding your thighs apart. Instead, he focused on bringing you to unimaginable amounts of pleasure.

With every single movement of his tongue, he brought you closer to the edge, the coil threatening to break. You were desperately grinding against his face now. Not letting up for even a moment. Yet, Blitzø didn't complain. How could he when he was sipping on your sweet nectar?

Finally, after a thin layer of sweat formed on your skin, you came on his tongue. Moaning his name so loud that the neighbors definitely heard. Blitzø lapped up all the juices that spilled out of you, drinking them as if he were severely dehydrated. Your muscles spasm, and your clit throbs at the intense orgasm.

He licked at you until you came down from your high. You panted, your legs feeling like jelly as he let go of your thighs. Blitzø licked his lips, wiping the slick off his chin before a grin filled his face. "You up for round two? Or are you too exhausted just from one little orgasm?"

It was a challenge, and he knew you would take the bait.

You hop off the counter, nearly falling in the process. One hand finds your hip while the other grabs his wrist, dragging him toward the bedroom. "Oh, you're so on!"

Star's notes -> Sorry for taking so long to get this fic out, my motivation got sucked out by my clit

(Thank you, sweet anon, for requesting!)

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[girlboypersonthingy]

I NEEED possessive Blitzø after striker was flirting with reader in season 1 episode 5

maybe leading to yknow

can I be 💿 anon?

I’m literally screaming over this request, holy shit! Yes yes yes, been craving some Blitzø writing. I’ve finally made it 😮‍💨 of course you can be 💿 anon. You’re actually the first anon to claim an emoji! So yeah…thanks for requesting, nonnie. Enjoy! 🖤

Notes: gn!reader, established relationship

TW: not really smut but very suggestive, still gender neutral reader, making out, heavy touching, a little dirty talk, teasing, Blitzø using his tail 🤤 possessive Blitzø 18+ only please

Blitzø x reader - Jealousy 🥀

Watching from your spot in the bleachers, sat beside Moxxie and Millie, you let your pride and admiration for Blitzø burst out of you in the form of screaming, cheering and clapping. Of course Blitzø just had to participate in the pain games. You watched as he showed off his skills, stamina and strength all day during the pain games and, to put it simply, you were in awe of him. He and that shady farm hand, Striker, were neck and neck all day. Sure, you’ve seen him at work before, you’ve watched him take the lives of so many living people, you’ve watched him take on unexpected enemies with ease…but this was just a game. Some harvest festival bullshit, that’s what he called it. If that’s all it is, why is he trying so hard to beat some dumb farm hand? Regardless of his reasoning, you supported him through and through, cheering him on from the audience as Stolas announces him and Striker to be tied for first place. “FUCK YEAH, BLITZ!!! WHOOOO!!!”

Hearing his name bellow from your chest in a high pitched yell caught his attention, head turning towards the sound as his eyes lock onto you sitting in the crowd. A smile tugs at his lips as he lifts one of his big hands to give you a wave. Simultaneously, Striker shoots you a devious glare, smirking as he winks at you and waves his hand back at you. The sight of him looking at you with those eyes just…made you shiver. What a creep. Did he really think you were waving at him? As if! But now you notice Blitzø frowning, teeth bared and hands now balled up into tight fists of rage. He was fuming, looking as if he was actively growling and you could see him shaking slightly.

Finally, Blitzø stomps his way off the stage and is on his way to you. This prompts you to jump up and go to him. Carefully shuffling through the crowd, you find Blitzø still looking more pissy than usual. “Hey, you kicked ass, babe! You totally deserved first place. Fuck that other guy.” Your immediate shit talking brings a smirk to Blitzø’s face for just a second before it turns back to a bitter frown. “Blitz… You did your best and I think your best is waaaaay better than that stupid, tacky cowboy and-“

Without letting you get another word in, without even worrying about the fact that you’re in a crowd of wrathians right now, Blitzø grips your wrist and yanks you into him. His lips come smashing into yours, almost painfully at first, but it soon becomes a sloppy, soft, open mouth kiss. And then his other hand falls on your hip for a moment before sliding down to gently fondle your ass. As your lips move messily against his, a surprised ‘hmph!’ comes from your throat when you feel his hand give your butt a squeeze. Quickly pulling back and sucking in a breath, “Blitzø! What’s gotten into you?” You ask with a shy smile, watching as he stumbles further towards you, practically drunk off your lips. “I’m better than him?” He repeats what you had said just a minute ago, his eyes now hungry and darting all over your face and body. “Psh! Of course you are.” Responding with another quick kiss to his lips, you watch as his smile gradually widens, his eyes never leaving your now blushy face.

Then it dawns on you- oh my god he’s jealous. You think back to when you had first met Striker and Millie’s parents, the way Striker was looking you up and down, when he kissed the back of your hand and called you ‘gorgeous’. Yuck. Makes you cringe just thinking about him touching you. What was it he said to you? Something like... ‘You probably have a man, considering how good lookin’ you are…but you should forget about him and come visit me in my room tonight, little one. I’ll show you what a real man is like.’ That’s probably what has Blitzø so annoyed and needy for you…and so pissed that he was tied for first place with that asshole.

Suddenly, Blitzø is dragging you along behind him as you both push through the crowd and make your way back to Millie’s parents’ house. “You okay?” You question softly from behind him. “I will be.” He responds immediately, you can hear the smirk he’s wearing from his tone of voice. In a flash, he’s got you into the guest room he was staying in, flattened out against the bed with him on top of you, his lips unforgiving and desperate against your own.

“Oh~ Jeez, Blitz…Im only yours. You know that right?.” Your lips part finally but he moves back in fast, his lips meeting your neck and slowly kissing down your chest. “Mhm. Tell me more.” He commands between kisses then lets his long, forked tongue drag along your exposed collar bone. “Ah~! I’m all yours. You’re the only one I w-want…fuck.” You lose all focus as Blitzø’s tail slithers up and around your thigh, the pointed end of it gently swiping up and down your crotch. “Blitzzzzz…” Your own moan surprises you a bit but when you look down at Blitzø still enjoying the taste of your collar bone, he’s obviously enjoying this waayyyy too much.

“C’mon…tell me more.” He carefully but firmly grips your face in his hand, his face just inches from yours now and he looks deadly serious, his big eyes searching your face. He’s making you look at him, despite how red your face is and how badly you want to find another spot to rest your gaze. “Who do you belong to?” It comes out of him in a low growl, his mouth back against your skin. “You. You, baby. I’m all yours, Blitz.” You take a moment to enjoy the feeling of his teeth scraping against your neck. “Listen…If this is about when Striker hit on me earlier, you know I-“

“Don’t… don’t say his name. Ever again.” His tone is almost frightening but the expression of pride and satisfaction on his face makes you bite down hard on your lip, your legs quivering as his tail continues to tickle up against your inner thigh. “S-s-sorry…” is all you can mumble out before impulsively reaching up to grab his face and bring it close to yours, continuing the make out session. “Keep saying my name.” He groans into the kiss as your hands begin to travel his body, feeling up his chest and down his sides.

“F-fuuck~ Blitz. Oh! Hmmmm~ Blitz, I love you…I’m all yours, B-Blitzzzzz~.” And now he just can’t control himself, physically or verbally. He completely unravels right before your eyes, huffing as his hands grip your hips, tugging at the waist band of your pants. “Fuuuuuck~ you’re so hot. Yeah, baby. You’re aaaaalllll mine. Only I get to have you like this, only I get to kiss that pretty mouth of yours.” The dirty talk is starting to get to both of you, pulling whines and whimpers from you as Blitzø starts to literally rip your clothes- not fully rip them off of you but his grip on the belt loops of your jeans right now is almost scary. The tighter he grips, the more you hear the seams of the clothing popping.

Just when you thought he would finally yank your pants off and fuck the shit out of you, Blitzø pulls back, checks his phone, then uses the waist band of your pants to pull you up to your feet. He pushes you towards the door, placing a hard smack to your ass before again nudging you forward. “W-what? Where are we-“ You ask, confused and weak at the knees. He holds up his phone, showing a text from Moxxie about Striker and his plan to kill Stolas. “We got a tacky cowboy to get rid of.” You sigh and trudge forward, disappointed and extremely horny now.

“Don’t worry, I’m not done with you.” Blitzø grabs ahold of your hand and gives you a flirty look as he continues walking. He gestures back at the bed behind you two. “I’ll be sure to pound you into that mattress so hard you won’t even remember that piece of shit’s name.”

[nico-flo]

look ik the whole stolitz arc is important or whatever but i genuinely believe ghostfuckers was the best and most emotional episode (as of sinsmas) because like

the effects are so good?? the scene with the fucked up millies, hello?? and it's genuinely really scary, coming from a guy who watches almost exclusively horror????

plus the scene where blitzø sees his mom and then she starts burning in front of him and his voice when he starts getting panicked... genuinely started sobbing over that. and the whole backstory thing where he met millie is also rlly emotional lowk, at least for me

oh and the fish demon guy. i fucking despise him but he's cool asfff, like his whole "trapping you in your own mind" powers and stuff? not to mention he probably caused all the stuff that happened to blitzø while he was separated from millie