Oh... oh jeez. Did... did Stolas do what I think he did to Blitzø?🥺
Honestly I tried my best not to write that scene with any one specific thing in mind for what Stolas did to Blitz, but rather I tried to cycle through a handful of different ideas for what might've happened and write it as open endedly as possible so that you guys could still read it with your personal headcanons in mind and they would still [mostly] fit. <3 <3
.....However the thing that I think you're thinking of is definitely one of the things that made it into the loop in my head while I was writing it and it's something that got even more terrible to imagine the more and more I thought about it. ;-;
I don't know exactly what I see the shadows doing to Blitz, only that I can see him staggering home to Striker pale as a sheet and not wanting to talk about it either.
Not going to lie, Love, that's right on track with what I was imagining for the aftermath too!! Striker, of course, would rush straight over to him with raw panic in his eyes--having seen Blitz come back from Stolas's mansion in not happy states before--but this.
He's never seen Blitz come home to him like this before and it scares the absolute shit out of him.
The worst part is that Striker doesn’t have the first fucking clue what to do and so he just kind of ends up helplessly standing there as Blitz shakenly murmurs something about going to take a shower and then wanders off down the hall. Or at least that’s what Striker thinks he said--honestly Blitz’s voice was uncharacteristically hard to make out.
It was so.....quiet.
The shower that Blitz takes lasts almost two hours, and Striker hears the water stop running about halfway through that timeframe. He sits at the foot of their bed and waits for his fiance to walk out, wanting to see if he can at least get Blitz to let him look him over to make sure he’s not sporting any life threatening injuries. Granted, he doesn’t think that Stolas would ever do anything that would take Blitz irreversibly out of his reach like that, but that doesn’t mean the birdshit Goetian prince wouldn’t press as close to that line as he could possibly get away with.
And Striker knows full well just how many pieces Stolas can break a toy into and still have it be possible to put it back together.
When Blitz finally does emerge from the bathroom, he’s bundled up tightly in his robe with both his arms and his tail coiled around his narrow frame. His eyes widen a fraction in a spark of surprise when he sees Striker right there, but it only lasts for a split second before it’s overtaken by the darkness of fear and Blitz quickly moves to go and get a pair of pajamas from the drawer he hardly ever uses now. Striker can feel his heart twisting in his chest as he watches Blitz dip back into the bathroom to change--another something that hasn’t happened in a good long while--and when he finally does shuffle out again, he’s completely clad from head to toe. Striker recognizes the oversized sweater he’s wearing as the one that he's come to dub as Blitz’s “comfort sweater”, the one that his mate only ever wears when he’s hurt or sick or just.....not in a good headspace. He doesn’t say a word to Striker as he climbs into their bed, very slowly shifting his legs beneath the blankets and immediately reaching for his favorite horse plush that he insists on keeping near the bed and curling his entire body around it like a cat. To Striker’s relief, Blitz doesn’t flinch or shudder when he slowly moves from the foot of their bed to join him up by the headboard, and even more to his relief Blitz doesn’t draw back from Striker’s touch when the serpantine imp brushes the tips of his clawed fingers along Blitz’s arm.
He still looks horribly pale and he still isn’t talking at all, but Striker can’t help but silently thank Satan that Blitz at least doesn’t appear to be in any physical pain. Not that that means a damn thing because it’s Blitz, but he can hope.
“.....Hey Darlin’,” Striker murmurs in that low, soothing voice he didn’t actually know he possessed until Blitz became a thing in his life. He’d never really had much of a use for tenderness before that point. “Is it okay if I hold ya for awhile before we go ta’bed tonight?”
He still doesn’t get the answers that he desperately wants, and he doesn’t even get the confirmation that Blitz is actually alright now that he’s home in bed with him, but at least the one thing that Stolas can’t do a damn thing to change is the fact that Blitz spends the rest of that night safe in Striker’s arms.
Ohhhhh snap that fic was so good! Get wrecked Stolas! But what did the shadows do!? Is Blitzø okay!?
THANK YOU SO SO MUCH ANONY!! I'm so happy to hear that you liked it!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
As for what the shadows did and what happened to Blitz within them.....I wanted to leave that up to reader imagination. If anyone wants to share their thoughts, though, I would LOVE to hear them!! I know I have a few ideas of my own, but I'd honestly much rather hear the places your minds went the first time you read this. That being said, if you are interested in seeing my take on it, send me another ask and let me know and I'll see about keeping this Dark!Stoals train going!!
And no, my dearest Anony, Blitz is heartbreakingly far from being okay. 😊
“Blitzy, I’m curious… what are your relations to that brutish worker of yours?”
“Oh, you mean Striker? He’s my fiancé.”
“… Really.”
“Yeah, you actually inspired him.”
“Oh? And how, might I ask?”
“Well, after you so rudely interrupted our lunch break, Striker grabbed a onion ring and just popped the question. And I said yes.”
“… I see.”
Not at all how I imagine it’d go, but you just want to be spiteful and rub it in the pompous asshole’s face, I dunno.
Omfg thank you so so much for this Anony because I've honestly kind of been wanting to play out a couple of different scenarios for how the "Big Reveal" of their engagement could go with Stolas, and this gives me the perfect chance to do just that!! <3 <3
I think I’m going to call this one: “The Difference Between Love and Spite”
He knew this was inevitable, but that didn’t mean he was happy when it finally happened either.
Blitz sulked a bit deeper into the oversized chair that Stolas had so graciously offered to him upon their arrival to the Prince’s study, really wishing that the thick ass cushions would just swallow him whole. It’d be something different for him to deal with, at least, other than continuing to play this fucked up game of ‘sit and stare’ until one of them finally snapped and lost their goddamn mind. Blitz already knew he was close to hitting that breaking point as it was.
Yet just when he thought that he was about to lose--or was it win??--the game in that respect, Stolas broke the silence:
“You know, that was quite the intriguing little show of bravado that new worker of yours put on display at the office today, Blitzy,” he mused with a delicate little trill, his long slender fingers folding comfortably beneath his chin as he gazed adoringly at his favorite plaything. “Tell me, Darling, I’m curious--just what are your relations to that brutish little imp?”
“If you’re talking about Striker, then you really need to change up your word choice there, because I guarantee you that he’s not “little” in any context,” Blitz replied with a dry sort of pointedness, too tired and too done with having to deal with Stolas any more than he’d already had to today to even bother with holding back his honesty. If he happened to catch the unmistakable glint that his words sparked up in the owl’s intense crimson eyes, he didn’t show it. “And for the record, he’s not “my new worker”. He’s my fiancé.”
“I’m sorry, your what?” Stolas’s response flew out of his mouth, almost as if the words had been startled out of him. He seemed to recognize this at least in part, as Bltiz watched him pause, clear his throat faintly, and begin again, “What did you say my darling little imp?”
Blitz’s eye twitched at that audible pop of the ‘P’, knowing that Stolas knew full well by now just how much he hated it.
“I said Striker’s not just my new coworker--he’s my fiancé. We’re engaged.”
Stolas shifted a fraction in his chair, his back now resting flush against high-backed seat as his folded hands lowered to settle on his desk. “Really.”
“Yeah, and in a way I should probably be thanking you for that actually,” Blitz didn’t know where the hell this newfound confidence of telling Stolas to get fucked had come from, but then again if Striker could be brave enough to make it clear where things stood in their relationship.... Stolas frowned at the small smile that tugged at the corners of his face. “I think you inspired him to do it.”
“Oh I do so hope that you’ll tell me how, Blitzy.” Stolas’s voice came as smooth and easy as it always did, yet the note of pleasantness it usually carried had developed a darkly weighted undertone.
“Well, after you decided to show up at the office even after I told you that we were fucking busy with jobs all day,” Blitz explained in a rather business-like tone as he made himself more comfortable, sitting a touch more upright in the chair and crossing one leg over the other. “He got pissed that our lunch break got put off and then he grabbed an onion ring out of one of our take out boxes and popped the question. And I said yes. So now we’re engaged.”
“I see.”
There was something about Stolas’s tone that sent the slightest chill running down Blitz’s spine, but he found very quickly that couldn’t pinpoint exactly why. It wasn’t said in a particularly aggressive or dangerous tone, Stolas didn’t shout and he didn’t even do the creepy whisper voice thing that honestly always freaked Blitz out more than the shouting, he just.....said it in the exact same tone he’d said everything else in thus far.
It just felt different.
“Yeah, so, y’know, don’t be surprised if this whole transactional fucking thing stops being a thing,” Blitz said a bit more slowly, unnerved enough by the lack of a reaction in the owl prince that he was--for the moment--choosing his words a bit more carefully. “I’m not gonna keep running off on him once a month to fuck someone that I’m not married to. Believe it or not, being married to him does actually mean something to me.”
“You’re not married to him yet, Blitzy,” Stolas murmured with a smooth smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “And I think you’ll find that once you are, marriage can be terribly lacking when it comes to any real meaning. Just look at you and I, my sweet little plaything. I’ve been married for years and yet it doesn’t hold a candle to the relationship we have together.”
“Relationship? Are you fucking serious?!” Blitz’s boots smacked to the floor as he sat fully upright, his clawed fingers curling deep enough into the overstuffed arms of the chair to rip apart the seams. “You think that this is us having a relationship, Stolas? Fun fact--you have to both be getting the same shit out of something if it’s going to be called a “relationship”!”
Whatever reservations he’d had against speaking his mind completely were gone. Now there was nothing left but bold, reckless truth.
“No Stolas, this is a fucking business transaction and nothing else! Literally!!” Blitz continued ranting, staring directly into Stolas’s bright, unblinking eyes as he did so. He didn’t even notice the natural shadows of the room starting to slowly expand and spread around them. “I fuck you once a month because that’s what it takes for me to be able to do my job! You do get that’s why we’re doing this, right? I need your book to get to Earth. You don’t need sex from me! All you did was take advantage of me trying to take advantage of you when I stole the fucking book in the first place--so don’t you dare try to fucking pretend like this “thing” that’s between us is some kind of relationship. It’s bullshit is what it is and I’m not gonna take the kinks and the freaky ass roleplays and you breaking my shit and the non-stop fucking phone calls and you showing up at my office when I fucking told you not to anymore!! FUCK!!”
The silence that fell over the room seemed that much heavier now that Blitz’s screams were no longer filling the air, and for a full minute, neither of them made a sound.
Then, of all things, Stolas began to laugh.
“So what you’re saying is that you’re marrying him out of spite,” Stolas hummed, a shadow of amusement passing over his scarlet eyes as he smiled. He wore the darkness of the room as naturally as he wore his many fur-lined cloaks. “And yet you keep insisting that this marriage of yours is somehow going to invalidate the relationship that exists between the two of us. That’s terribly quaint--and surprisingly naive--of you to think, Blitzy darling.”
“No. I’m not marrying him out of “spite”,” Blitz said--a new, fearless grin overtaking his face even as he kept the matter-of-fact tone fiercely in place as he met Stolas’s gaze directly. “I’m marrying him out of love. I’m telling you out of spite.”
Stolas’s eyes flashed with a fury that was as bright and brazen as the look on Blitz’s face, burning with the exact same kind of terrible beauty.
It was the first time, Blitz thought to himself as darkness of the room spread to engulf them both, that he and Stolas had ever been a perfect match.
I found your blog, thanks to seeing fanart of Striker protecting Blitzø from Stolas, based off that one fic you wrote! And I gotta ask, although I’m not sure it’s been asked already so forgive me if it has, but will Stolas find out about Striker and Blitzo’s engagement?
Hi there Love!! I'm so happy that you stopped by to say hi and omg I'm so happy that you were able to check out my friend @opaquespectre's AMAZING art that she so so beautifully posted for my fic. I'm still reeling over how gorgeous it is!!
And actually, the only questions I've gotten so far about the story have been about the wedding itself--not when Stolas finds out about the engagement prior--so thank you so so much for being the first to ask!! <3 <3 I did toy with the idea of Stolas just not finding out until the wedding day itself, but tbh.....I think it's a bit more fun if he finds out ahead of time, don't you? :3
.....Though maybe I just need to be nicer to Blitz and Striker, but I think I'll save that for a different fic. <3 <3
So to answer your question YES Stolas will absolutely find out about the engagement prior to their wedding annnnnnnd he's going to take it about as well as you might imagine he would. As for what that entails and exactly how that comes about, well.....I still need to write that part up. >> I'm going to do my best to get it done in a somewhat timely manner but I'll be honest and say that I'm also in the middle of working on a MONSTER of a fic for Ao3 sooooooooo my writing attention is a tiny bit split right now. But I promise I'm not about to just leave you guys hanging on the Dark!Stolas AU and I'm going to try to have a few perhaps smaller scenes written up and posted before I get to The Big One that is Stolas finding out and reacting accordingly to the thought of his Blitzy getting married to someone who isn't him. :)
Thank you so so much again, Love, and again, I'm so happy you stopped by to say hi!! Feel free to send in any requests you might have if you'd like, or-if you have any other questions--my askbox is always open!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
For the wedding au, I cant tell if it would be Blitz or Striker, but you just KNOW one of them would be a huge bridezilla (groomzilla? Is that more appropriate?) During a majority of the event. Blitz would probably be more dramatic, over the top, while Striker would probably seem calm, but almost in a threatening way. Like, he wouldnt yell or freak out, but hed just quietly threaten the person/people who fucked something up.
Oh I know for a fact it would be both. :D
Here's the thing--like you pointed out, Striker isn't one to get overly worked up and emotional unless there's REALLY something going down that has his emotions surging beyond his ability to control like Stolas being an asshole to his Blitz . It takes a lot to break through his calm, cool, and collected level-headedness, and even more to get him to outwardly act on it.
The thing is tho: this is his wedding where he's marrying the love of his life, and that qualifies as something going down that has his emotions surging beyond his ability to control.
He still tries, of course, and for the most part he even succeeds--riiiiiight up til the point where, as you also brilliantly called out, Blitz starts getting emotional.
Blitz definitely fits the more "traditional" stereotype of a Bridezilla. He's constantly yelling at caterers and florists and the tailors who are desperately trying to follow his instructions for suit fittings even though he ttly keeps contradicting himself without realizing it. He's the type to nitpick over every single little thing that comes across as even slightly imperfect because, well, this is their wedding. Of course he wants everything to be perfect. He never actually dreamed that there would be someone out there who would actually want to spend the rest of their lives with him like this!
.....In a way, he still can't quite believe that Striker actually wants to marry him......
But since he does--and tells Blitz as much every single fucking day because he wants to make sure that he knows it--Blitz made up his mind to do everything in his power to make sure that their wedding is just as perfect for them as Striker is to him. Even if he has to rehire half of the wedding planning team because he keeps threatening to kill them all--and Striker actually follows through on it for a few of them. XD
I’d like to write something set in the Dark Stolas AU, would that be okay? Will full credit of course. If you’re not comfortable with that then just say the word, no offense taken.
Go for it!! Honestly if I can--I'm gonna let you in on a little secret:
.....My Dark!Stolas AU is honestly just my personal favorite way to interpret canon Stolas as a character, I just don't want to come out and say that openly because I'm kinda afraid of the hardcore Stolas fans and Stolitz shippers trying to burn me for a witch. >>
So yes, by all means, pleeeeeeease feel free to take Dark!Stolas and run with him!! I would honestly love to see more works out there of him being a complete and unrepentant bastard.
He's a Prince of Hell--he should be allowed to be. <3 <3
Putting the Pieces Back Together : Original prompt from @hazbinvioletsposts - “While stolas's place blitz doesn't stop playing with his toy horse he brought and stolas kinda gets pissed so breaks it. Blitz runs back home upset and striker comes to comfort!!”
Dirty Little Secret: Original prompt from @hazbinvioletsposts - “ SECRET REALATIONSHIP AU FOR BLITZSTRIKE “ | Written from Bltiz’s POV
Where You Belong: Original prompt from @helluva-simp - “ What if one day Stolas makes an unexpected appearance at IMP and he doesnt know yet of the relationship between Blitz and Striker and he starts getting all touchy and baby talking him and Blitz is clearly uncomfortable and Striker is just like "bitch no" and goes ferral on Stolas “
...........The Onion Rings : Original prompt from @hazbinvioletsposts - “Striker: *singing while cooking*The smell of onions: *enters his nose*Striker: *dying seagull noises*(no but fr I feel like Striker would hate the smell of onions that he sounds like a dying seagull-)” | The most for the lols thing I’ve ever written that I somehow made into something ridiculously emotional for myself. Enjoy!! XD
The Difference Between Love and Spite : Original prompt from Anonymous - ““Blitzy, I’m curious… what are your relations to that brutish worker of yours?”“Oh, you mean Striker? He’s my fiancé.”“… Really.”“Yeah, you actually inspired him.”“Oh? And how, might I ask?”“Well, after you so rudely interrupted our lunch break, Striker grabbed a onion ring and just popped the question. And I said yes.”“… I see.”Not at all how I imagine it’d go, but you just want to be spiteful and rub it in the pompous asshole’s face, I dunno.”
Again, these are all things that are totally able to be read as independent prompts and pieces, or things that I tried to keep open ended enough to where you could read them all collectively as one big fic and and get a few extra goodies out of it. I’ll be sure to add any future works for the “Dark!Stolas AU” here to this list, and please feel free to let me know if there’s anything else from this universe that you’d like me to write up!! So far I have one request for a BlitzStrike wedding that I’m sure will go peeeeeerfectly smoothly without any interference or problems from Stolas whatsoever hehe!! <3 <3
