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I made a couple of bracelets based on Blitz and Stolas. I'm a huge Helluva Boss fan and I'm looking forward to the third season. But most of all, I'm excited for Blitz and Stolas to become a couple by the end of the series.

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Time safety net part 2

"There see? you can't even touch me. how're you going to handle this, hm? what can you hope to do if i decide to betray you?" Ferid boasted loudly as he reached the building where Guren had crashed in a single jump.

"You can't handle Saito on your own. you know he out power you" Guren tried to reason with the vampire.

"Can you be sure? if i devour another vampire or three then..

"It hasn't happened yet. You'd have to take care of two second parents at once. There's no way you could survive that on your own." Mahiru argued without showing any concern.

"Oh? why not? i don't mind takin my time with it… spending oh, say, a thousand years whittling one down" Ferid assured them with great determination.

"Haha! like you don't know you how impossible that is. devouring another vampires comes with a hefty price. your body can't take much more. you'll turn into a demon soon".

"..." Ferid just looked at the demon girl out of the corner of his eye, it was almost funny to see how she thought she was in control of the situation.

"Killing Saito. getting the sinful keys. then getting your wish. you don't have much time left to get all the done." Mahiru continued explaining.

"What you think that's your ace in the hole? c'mon. you know i'm not stupid. Will i really turn into a demon at the end?" Ferid challenged her with great self-confidence.

"That spell you put on me. Did it take like you expected? did you confirms it actually wonrks?"

"What're you talking about?"

"Don't you get it? i'm asking you if you're sure you weren't already betrayed🎶" Ferid mocked in a sing-song voice, then extended his ship towards Guren, fully determined to end the life of that human.

Just then, Mahiru activated the spell. "Curse activated."

Several chains emerged from Ferid's body. "Aah?"

Then Guren completed the spell, "Curse strikes."

With that, the chains began to surround Ferid, beginning his transformation into a demon, causing him excruciating, agonizing pain.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Guren, Mahiru, and their team thought they had victory secured. Mahiru even began to mock Ferid's agony, followed by Guren, speaking to the vampire almost like a disobedient pet.

They really didn't count on the fact that, true to a promise made to them, someone had always been watching over them and protecting Ferid from the shadows. But now this young woman decided it was time to reveal her presence.

"That's enough!" exclaimed a very young voice.

The humans turned in the direction of the voice. To their surprise, it was none other than a girl with brown eyes and hair as black as night.

The girl advanced toward the dying vampire, and although the humans tried to block her way, the young woman dodged them, displaying training very similar to that of a shinobi. When she approached Ferid's attackers, she didn't hesitate to reprimand them first.

"Enough. You should never, ever put physical, magical, or mental restraints on your comrades."

Mahiru tried to justify the action. "I understand that part, but this idiot is the type of person who betrays anything."

Guren nodded. "That's correct. Without precautions, he would have betrayed us."

The girl in front of them didn't flinch or anything. "I don't care what kind of person Ferid is." With that, the young woman focused her gaze on her vampire friend and used the counterspell she had been perfecting over the years.

"May the power of the sun and the forces of the moon become one in my quest, to open access to the world of spells, and leave no place for me to free the vampire from the spell that imprisons him. CURSE REMOVED."

At that moment, the chains surrounding Ferid stopped moving and returned to his body. The demonic marks faded, and Ferid fell to the destroyed concrete.

"Friend, becoming a demon feels worse than having sunlight shine directly in your face."

Akary smiled at him. "You won't have to worry about that anymore. Thanks to my counterspell, you'll now be able to devour vampires without any consequences."

"I knew I was right to ask for your help when I met you. Would you like to join us?"

Akary smiled at the noble; they both already knew the answer. "Thank you very much, but no. You know, I feel comfortable in the shadows."

"Then I hope that when this is all over, you'll agree to continue visiting me."

"Sure."

Akary then looked at Guren, Mahiru, and their team. "I won't hinder you any longer, but if I see that Ferid is in danger again, I'll save him again. So you better watch your steps, because now he has all the time in the world to achieve his goal, with or without your help."

"Do you realize that by doing this, you're agreeing to be his livestock?"

"You're all being dramatic. That life isn't so bad if you're with the right vampire. Some eat you, and others have good taste."

Ferid smiled even as his little friend hid again, who knows where. Now he knew he wasn't alone at all. He was aware that Akary would also look for a way to save Crowley and the other vampires, and he would surely find her, but for now it was time to continue pursuing his goal, and better yet, now it would be Ferid who would be in charge of these humans, not the other way around.

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Time safety net part 1

(Past) It had all started several years ago, Ferid had allied himself with Guren and several scientists from the Ichinnose family to obtain the ability to consume other vampires and gain power. Or at least that was what he had led them to believe at the time, the truth was that when he received the warning that he could become a demon by doing that.

Ferid had not sat back, he had sought help elsewhere to remove that fact and only keep the ability to become stronger. After all, it was almost certain that Mahiru and Guren had done something to keep him under control. And that did not suit Ferid, it was during one of his trips that he met a strange girl who despite being human never feared him.

Akari, that was the girl's name. She was a human who had become interested in the occult and learning spells. She had achieved what no one else could before: she had formed a close friendship with Ferid. That was why, when they had to part ways, she promised that she would always watch over him from the shadows and find a way to reverse the spell that would turn him into a demon.

(Today)

Mahiru, Ferid, and Guren felt that Ky had turned into a demon.

"Guren, did you feel that?" Mahiru asked.

Guren didn't respond, but her expression said she had.

"Ooh. Ky Luc just turned into a demon," Ferid commented as if it were no big deal.

"Yeah, that's definitely what it felt like. and I don't think he did it voluntarily. who did it to him?" Mahiru inquired indifferently.

"That, dont you know all about it already? Heck, isn't this all your doing in the first place, Mahiru?" Ferid asked the demon girl.

"why do you think that?"

"To keep me from getting too powerful"

"Uh, no?. we need you to get more powerful so you can defeat the second progenitors".

"Yeah, but if you can't kill me after, you'll have a problem. weren't you going on about how you have a plan to kill me if i betray you?"

"That's a completely different issue. i didn't have any plan in place to kill Ki Luc". Mahiru defended himself.

"Oh? you sure?".

With that said Ferid suddenly attacked Guren grabbing him by the neck and throwing him through the air with great ease making him crash against one of the buildings.

(I know this seems more like a rewrite than a fanfic at this point, but it's just the first part of a fanfic. I hope you enjoy it and can wait patiently for the next parts.)

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Hello everyone, I want to inform you all that I am already writing the Owari No Seraph fanfic that I mentioned. But it will take me a while to translate everything and create new ideas, please bear with me. I am still learning. I also take this opportunity to tell you that my fic does not seek commissions or lucrative benefits, all rights to the original work belong to its respective mangaka. I only have the rights to my own character and I only publish for fun, I am just a fan of that manga. While I finish the fic I will try to show you more fanarts that I made, this so as not to be inactive. But this fanfic in particular, may take a while to publish. Thank you all for understanding.

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I'm already writing.

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I know everyone is probably going to criticize me for this, but oh well; what is going to be done? You can't please everyone. The truth is that I love the Vees. Vox is very funny, Velvette has very good taste in clothes, and Valentino has a certain charm when he's not interacting with Angel. Of course, none of them are perfect and all three have their red flags, but in my fanfics (which I may or may not publish) they are friends of my character.

I don't accept commissions, I only post for fun.

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One thing I loved about watching the first season of Hazbin Hotel was getting to know its wonderful characters. I admit, I grew fond of all of them. There were only a few characters that I didn't like (and no, I'm not talking about Valentino).

I don't accept commissions, I only post for fun.

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I'm sure you all know this already because of my first fanfic, or maybe because of my complaint about the last volume of the manga. But the fact is that Owari No Seraph is one of the best animes I've seen, and yes; I'm one of those fans who still strongly hope for the possibility of a 3rd season, although of course; I hope that if that happens, they give a better direction to the anime than to the manga. Because really, I won't see an adaptation of Ferid being turned into a demon by Guren. as it happened in the manga. (and yes, I'm still angry with that part of the manga)

I don't accept commissions, I only publish for fun.

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I don't usually reveal this to my acquaintances, since I already know how things are with dark content. But I'm a big fan of the anime Diabolik Lovers and of the video games not to mention. I loved them all. Personally, my favorite Sakamaki is Laito, my favorite Mukami is Kou and of course, like any good fan, I've created my own OC.

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Tickletober Day One - Teasing

Notes: Finally wrote something for Helluva Boss! I’ve been wanting to for a while now but have been lacking in inspiration, but here it is! 

Summary: Blitzo and Stolas decide to try something new. 

“Well, look what we have here~”

His eyes sparkled horrendously down, matched with a light smile that had Blitzo’s insides squirming. He knew what the other was doing by now and panic and excitement fought for dominance inside him.

“Someone who’s impatient for you to get started already,” Blitzo drawled, rolling his eyes with a bored disinterest they both knew was merely a front. “I mean, really. How long are you going to make me wait here, you’ve already got me tied up. Might as well skip to all the fun stuff.”

He tugged on his wrists in emphasis, the bonds jerking back tightly in resistance. They were pulled far above his head, out of the way in case he tried to do anything ridiculous like protect himself.

“Ohhh, is someone getting all riled up?” Stolas asked, cocking his head at him in fake sympathy. His hands were rested slightly on his sides, where they had been for the last five minutes, unmoving. Blitzo’s nerves were on high alert, and he couldn’t help but twitch with every slight movement of those long fingers. “If you’re this eager for me to wreck you like the helpless little creature you are, you should have simply said so.”

Blitzo’s swallowed, avoiding his gaze. “Yeah, well, it’s not like it’s doing me much good, is it? I’m starting to think you don’t have it in y—fuck! Fuck! Fuhuhuck!”

His strangled yelp was quickly followed by a stream of undignified giggles, squirming back into the mattress as Stolas’s fingers launched into action all at once. Dragging lightly over the skin, gentle scratches that were made all the worse by the nails that seemed to have direct access to his nervous system. “S-Shihihit, Stohohoholas!”

“Yes, Blitzy dear~?”

“Ihihihihit fuhuhuhucking tihihihickles!”

“Well, I should hope so,” Stolas agreed simply. His fingers seemed almost to dance on his sides, an elegant and graceful action that Blitzo couldn’t help but find oddly alluring despite the way it was driving him utterly insane. “That is the point of this after all, is it not? To “tickle you until you could hardly think” were the words you used, I believe. Of course I’m happy to oblige. There’s nothing I love more than watching you laugh and squirm underneath me.”

“Fuhuhuhuhuck ohohohoff!” Blitzo managed, the only thing he could think to say. It was hard to think of good comebacks under the circumstances. Red flushed violently across his features, though it was difficult to tell with his natural hue.

It was Blitzo who had first come to Stolas, suggesting they do things differently that night. It had taken quite a bit of guessing on the latter’s part, as Blitzo had struggled through his words, unable to get out the simple request. Stolas was patient, however, listening to him explain and waiting while he tried to find the right words. He had been very sweet then, quickly assuring the other that there was nothing wrong with him, and of course he would be willing to try it. Now, however, the owl’s words had taken a different turn, a teasing lilt to them that made Blitzo’s head spin in the best way.

“Where’s all that eloquence from earlier?” Stolas inquired, caressing his hips with deft strokes and swirls. “You always were so good with your words, never without a comment. You seem quite subdued now, though.”

Blitzo arched up in response to the tickling, which unfortunately only brought him closer to those devious fingers. “S-Shuhut ihihit ohohor I-I’ll mahahake yohou!”

Stolas’s voice took on a dangerous pitch, a smirk unfolding slowly across his face. “Make me? Oh Blitzy, I don’t think you can make me do anything right now. No, I think the only thing you’ll be doing tonight is laughing. You can handle that, can’t you darling?”

“Fuhuhuck yohohou!” Blitzo managed to growl, tossing back a rebellious glare.

“Well that’s not very nice, now is it?” Stolas squeezed his hips in warning and Blitzo yelped, ticklish shocks traveling from where the former’s thumb dug into the nerves there. “You might make me resort to drastic measures.”

Blitzo knew exactly where he was talking about, his struggling increasing accordingly. “D-Dohohohon’t yohohou dahare!”

“Tickle,” Stolas started slowly, his words lilting teasingly as his touch travelled downwards, landing on his thighs. “Tickle…” Gently stroking the skin, a prelude to what was to come. “Tickle!”

Blitzo threw his head back with a stream of curses and cackling as Stolas squeezed the spot, his nerves jumping near out of his skin. His thighs had always been infuriatingly sensitive, a fact Stolas had been quick to discover and take advantage of. It was both Blitzo’s worst and best spot, and he thrashed and squirmed wildly on the bed, unsure whether he wanted to escape or not.

They had established a safe word in the beginning, just in case, and Blitzo found himself torn. He needed it to end and yet at the same time he couldn’t stop a well of disappointment from rising up inside himself at the idea of the tickling coming to a stop. It was conflicting in an odd, new way that Blitzo didn’t entirely hate.

“NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Blitzo squeaked, squeezing his eyes shut so he didn’t have to face that piercing gaze. It didn’t help.

“Not here? You don’t really mean that, do you?”

Fuck him. Blitzo’s blush was worsening by the second. He couldn’t respond, couldn’t think of a good response, too wrapped up in laughing his head off.

“It’s alright,” Stolas assured him. “There’s no need to answer. You can just sit back and laugh and let the tickling overtake you until it’s all you can think of. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

As Blitzo continued to giggle and writhe and let out all kinds of profanity, some never before heard by demon ears, he had to admit that it did. 

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A Cure for Grumpiness (another fluffy Stolitz fic)

summary - Blitz has a bad day and Stolas helps to cheer him up… in a very uncnventional waay.

Also on ao3

 Blitz stomped through the I.M.P. headquarters and growled. “Fuck today!” he snarled. “Fuck today and fuck tomorrow, too!”

 He kicked the door shut as he stormed into his office. Today had not started off well. Firstly, he slept in because his shitty alarm didn’t go off. Then he got stuck in a fucking traffic jam for the best part of an hour on the way here. And the barista got his coffee order wrong! Needless to say it was a pretty shitty morning as far as mornings go. But Blitzo was not happy.

 He chucked his wrong coffee order into the bin and snarled, tail whipping back and forth. Damn it, he really could shoot something right about now. He wondered what clients today might bring, logging onto his laptop and booting up his emails. Maybe he’d ask Moxxie to bring in another load of stolen TV’s off the back of a truck so he could shoot em up and blast them all into bits.

 He was just about to get up and ask Moxxie to do just that, when Blitz heard him come in. He scowled instantly.

“The fuck you want, Birdbrain?”

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got one 4 tickletober!!! Day 17 or 18 (can't decide😭), Lee!Blitzø, Ler!Stolas

I'm CRAVING stolitz tickles after Apology Tour😭 MY BBS NEED TO BE HAPPYYY

I fully understand if you deny, just thought it'd be cute<3

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TickleTober Day 18 - Tickle Fight

~Oh my yeah SAME! I'm gonna time this before Apology Tour, just so the goofy sweetness doesn't feel out of place (also, I like writing the birb pining). I'm hoping we get some fluff in Ghostfuckers 🥲. I leaned heavier on the lee!Blitzø side like the req asks, but there’s definitely a tickly scrabble. Thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!~

Lee: Blitzø

Ler: Stolas

Summary: Stolas asks if he and Blitz can try something new for the night. The simple question quickly spirals into tickly chaos as they learn what true hilarity looks (and feels) like.

Warnings: canon-typical language and references. This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

“You…what?”

Blitzø did a double take at the suggestion, quirking one of his brows. What did he just say?

“W-we don't have to, of course. I'd just, you know…like to get playful.” Stolas could feel his face heat up as he repeated the words, making it hard to look the imp in the eyes. He'd just kind of blurted it out the first time; he wasn't expecting anything to come of it.

“Uh…sure? I mean, I knew you liked it rough, so it's not a giant fuckin’ surprise. I can do that, if you want to.” Blitzø’s tone was about as nonchalant as he could get, but there was a sign of care behind them.

While he’d never admit it, he did kinda want to make Stolas happy. He didn't want the bird to leave.

Stolas had asked to have a little play fight, seeing what would happen when they each tried to pin the other.

“Oh! Yes, I would like that. Do you want me to initiate, or-”

Before he could even finish speaking, Blitzø pounced, using gravity and force to wrestle the bird to the mattress. It wasn't like they hadn't been rough before; they'd just never done anything that physical without a hand somewhere else.

Stolas gasped as he was shoved down, his eyes widening with giddy surprise. He was kind of expecting to take control, but it wasn't unpleasant by far. He gently ran his hands down the shorter man’s chest, delighting in the shiver it caused.

The sounds, however, were unexpected.

“S-Stoholas- knock that shit off!” The imp tried to growl at least semi-seductively, but his voice was a few pitches too high. Odd…Stolas hadn’t done anything besides stroke his chest. Maybe he was embarrassed about liking it?

Tentatively, Stolas repeated the motion, stroking from Blitzø’s collarbones to his stomach. That time, he caught a grin tugging at the red-skinned imp’s lips, his stomach quivering beneath the touch. Oh. Oh!

“Are you perhaps ticklish, Blitzy?”

That single question sent all the giddy, not-used-to-soft-shit panic alarms off in Blitzø’s head. He tried to snatch Stolas’s wrists, but the bird fought back for once, fluttering his fingers beneath the imp’s outstretched arm. Damn it, why’d he always have to take his shirt off so quickly?

Blitzø jerked back, Stolas quickly following. Stolas caught his wrist to keep him from falling off the bed, giving the imp enough time to squeeze the bird’s thigh. A sound between a groan and a giggle left his mouth, causing a competitive fire to light in his eyes. Oh, it was on!

The pair wrestled with each other, each trying to get the upper hand in the tickly tousle. Blitzø was using brute strength, trying to pin Stolas before he was overpowered. The bird would just target any exposed spot when that happened, fluttering his fingers over them to see his “it’s complicated” partner's lips twitch. Retaliation was swift, the pokey tip of Blitzø’s tail teasing wherever it could reach.

After two solid minutes of strangled yelps, giggles, and lots of manhandling, Stolas managed to straddle the thrashing imp and pin his arms above his head. He could have accomplished it much sooner with his powers, but that just didn’t seem fair to him.

Blitzø thrashed like a wild animal beneath the taller demon, a feral scowl on his face. In his eyes, however, Stolace could see the giddiness he was trying to suppress. “G-get the fuck offa me, you feathered fucking asshole!”

“I don’t think I will, darling. This seems much more…amusing~” The word alone wasn’t anything special, but that tone… Let’s just say Blitzø’s heart felt like it was trying to eject out his throat.

Stolas started out soft, testing the waters. Gentle, fluttering fingers trailed along Blitzø’s stomach, tracing lazing circles around his navel. A gurgling sound rumbled in the imp’s throat – an adorable attempt to keep from giggling. Stolas felt his heart flutter at the sight.

“Aww, does it tickle, Blitzy? Does it make you want to giggle and squirm like the adorable little baby you are?~” Stolas teased, unable to stop himself from going a little overboard. While it was definitely over the top, it seemed to do the trick, causing Blitzø’s cheeks to burn.

“Sh-shuhut- fuck! Shut up!” The short man cursed the giggle that escaped him, thrashing twice as hard beneath the gentle touch. He refused to react so quickly. He wasn’t weak, and he’d prove it whenever necessary. Apparently, he deemed the tail-end of a tickle fight necessary.

“You can laugh, you know. I promise you that I won’t judge.” Stolas’s tone grew soft and affectionate as he spoke. “Actually, I think I’ll find it quite adorable.”

Those words made Blitzø’s eyes widen and mind race. It was…it was an angle. Had to be. Why else would a literal prince be so affectionate towards a scummy imp like him?

“Shut your fucking- ACK! G-gehehet ohoff!” The imp’s dam finally burst when Stolas dipped one feathery finger into his navel, twirling and scratching against the sensitive skin. His giggles were loud and punchy, the sound a bit higher and sweeter than his normal speech.

“Hmm. Since you’re being so mean, I don’t think I will. I’m quite content to stay right here, teasing your cute little belly button,” he hummed, enjoying himself as he teased the imp. There was something about the light and gentle teasing that just made it all so fun.

“Gohoho fuhuhuck youhurself, smuhuhug prihihihick!” Sure, Blitzø was probably digging his own grave by mouthing off, but he wasn’t just gonna lie there and take it! He kept on squirming, even though he was starting to tire himself out with all the movement.

“What a naughty mouth, saying such things to me. I think that deserves some punishment.” With a knowing chuckle, Stolas’s hand traveled upwards, grazing Blitzø’s ribs. The imp had always gotten squirmy when he touched there; now the bird knew why.

“GAAH! W-wahahAHAHAIT! FUHUHUCK!” Blitzø’s back arched off the bed as his poor ribs were targeted, thrashing as wildly as his tired body would allow. He could practically feel his blood boiling beneath the skin on his cheeks.

The imp was losing his Satan-forsaken mind. It had been years since he was properly tickled, and even then, it was nothing like that.

What he was experiencing in that moment were the affectionate tickles of someone who just wanted to see him laugh and be happy for the fun of it. No matter how wild his denial pool was, that truth floated up to the top.

His tail was a little narc, twitching and occasionally thumping against the mattress. Stolas found it endearing, letting out hooty chuckles when he noticed.

“It seems like someone’s enjoying himself~”

The worst part was, Blitzø couldn’t deny it. He really was enjoying himself, as overwhelming and crazy as the touch was. It felt nice to truly laugh without any expectations or true thought going into it – just a mirthful reaction that somehow shut his brain off.

It took a solid ten minutes of the “torture,” but finally, Blitzø caved. He had tears of mirth beading in the corners of his eyes, and his sides ached from laughing so hard. Barely coherent, he screeched out their designated safeword.

“H-HOHORSERAHADISH!”

Stolas stopped instantly when he heard their safeword, knowing his imp had to be truly exhausted to use it. He released the panting, disoriented man’s arms, instead lying down to cuddle up next to him.

Blitzø usually grumbled and “protested” the cuddles, but he couldn’t bring himself to that time; the back pats and stomach rubs he was getting from Stolas were too good, and the man was so warm. If he was going to be embarrassed, he was at least gonna sleep well and feel happy.

“Thank you for trusting me with that, Blitz.” There was that soft tone again, shaking the foundation of Blitzø’s trusting policy. He seriously needed to go to a therapist… Well, if he could find one that didn’t make him wanna kill them and then himself..

“I didn’t trust you with shit…” Blitzø was lying, and Stolas knew it. Hell, anyone could’ve guessed it by the lack of biting venom in his tone. He truly did enjoy that…

Stolas went to argue, but noticed the imp’s droopy eyelids and coiled tail; he was on the verge of passing out. The bird didn’t want to interfere with that. He simply kissed the man’s bald head before snuggling close, letting his own eyes close.

“Goodnight, Blitzy. I’ll see you in the morning…”

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Nightmare

I rewatched some epidoes and got the idea for this.

Ler: Stolas

Lee: Blitz

Summary: Blitz wakes up after a nightmare, and Stolas has an idea to cheer him up.

Warnings: mentions of sex (gotta expect that), swearing (duh). This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

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You'll never have true friends. You'll never find true love. Remember Striker? You can't even tell who's a friend and who wants to hurt the people you're closest to.Your employees all hate you. Luna can't even bare to spend 10 minutes with you unless she has her phone to ignore you with. YOU WILL DIE COLD AND ALONE!

Blitz shot up, panting, tears streaming down his face. Stolas was above him, staring down with a concerned look on his face. He'd had another nightmare, and apparently woke Stolas up at some point. God damnit.

He turned away from the bird, curling into a ball. This was the first night he had one with Stolas around. He had come to return the book, had sex with Stolas, and fallen asleep. Shit, he didn't want that damn owl to see him like this. He looked weak.

"Blitz, are you alright?" He just grunted, still trying to dry his face. Damn nightmares, damn book, damn Stolas. Why the fuck did he have one tonight of all nights.

Stolas went over to hug him, brushing his feathery arms on his sides. He didn't expect the sound Blitz made. It was between a snort and a yelp.

"Was that a-" "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" The imp started squirming and struggling to get out of his grip. "But I fucking do." He started fluttering his fingers in Blitz's sides, and he tried his fucking best not to laugh.

"Come on now, Blitzy. You know you want to laugh, just let it out. I want to hear it, my little imp." Fuck, he was making this hard. When he reached a rib, the dam broke, and loud belly laughter rang out through the room.

"FUHUHUHUHUCK! STOHOHOHOLAHAS NOHOHOHOHO! YOU AHAHAHASS!" He was flopping around, smacking at Stolas's hands. There was only one thought in the bird's head: He is so fucking cute!

Stolas let his hands wander upwards, landing on his ribs. Blitz laughed harder, clawed at his hands and thrashed around. "SHIHIHIHIHIHIT! LEHEHEHET MEHE GOHOHOHO YOUHU DIHIHIHIHICK!"

The bird boy only stayed there a second or two, going back to gentle fluttering on his sides. "You know, you have an adorable laugh." Blitz blushed, though you could really only see it on the white side of his face. "SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP, BIHIHIRD DICK!"

Stolas scoffed, grabbing Blitz's arms and pulling them over his head. "I'll show you a dick." Since he was about to die, Blitz might as well go out a smart-ass. "Youhu already dihihid." Instead of just one one hand, Stolas used his magic to hold up the imp's arms and dug in with both.

"WAHAHAHAIT FUHUHUHUCK IHIHIHI'M SAHAHAHARRY!" He pulled as hard as he could to get his arms down, but they were frozen in place. Not being able to move them somehow made it worse.

"I didn't expect that much of a reaction, Blitzy! You really are tickilish!" When he said 'ticklish', Blitz laughed even harder, squealing a little. "What, ticklish? Does that make it tickle more? Tickley, tickle, ticklish Blitzy!" A loud snort came out through his laughter.

"Was that a snort? That was adorable! Do it again, my ticklish little imp!" Fucking bird! "OHOHOHO MYHEHEHE GOHOHO*snort*OHOD! STAHAHAHAP! STOHOHOHOLAHAS! *snort* SHIHIHIHIHIT!" Blitz kept twisting and tugging, but he couldn't move his arms even a little bit. Stolas was trying to kill him!

The owl man slowed a bit, tracing gently down his sides. "You have two choices. It's either your tail next or your horns. I'm dying to try either of them." They were both shit choices. He had no idea which would be worse. He didn't really want Stolas to mess with his head, so tail it is."Thehehe tahail."

"Excellent choice! Let's get you turned around here." Blitz felt something lift him off the bed and lay him on his stomach, Stolas sitting on his back facing his legs. At least he could wiggle a little bit this time. "3, 2, 1..... GO!"

"HahaHAHAHAHO SHIHIHIHIT! FUHUHUHUCK NO NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! *snort* STOHOHOLAHAS! DAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIHIT!" Stolas was scratching at the base of his tail, and fuck it tickled! He squirmed and pushed, but he couldn't do anything about his situation. He was screwed.

"Oh my! I'm barely even touching you, and you're laughing this hard! It must tickle very much!" Blitz pounded his claws on the mattress, trying anything to ease the ticklish shocks flowing throughout his body. It didn't do anything, though.

Tears of mirth streamed down the imp's face, which was a red, blushing mess. "PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHO*snort*HO! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! MOHOHOHOHOVE!" Stolas smirked. "If I move, I'm going to your horns, Blitzy. You still want me to?" He nodded his head frantically. "YEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEAHSE MOHOHOHOHOVE!"

Stolas turned around so he could reach his head, re-pining Blitz's hands under his knees. He stared to pinch at the skin around his horns, pulling bubbly laughter from the poor demon below him. "STohohoHOLAHAS! NohoHOhoho! QuIHIHIT ihihit!"

Stolas thought that laughter was fucking adorable. "You are so adorable, Blitzy. I should tickle you more often, yes?" Blitz shook his head as hard as he could. "NOHOHOHOhoho!" "We'll agree to disagree."

Tickling this cute little imp would outweigh watching demonic soap operas any day. He got to see Blitz so happy, carefree, and cute. He would definitely ask about the nightmares later, but for now, he would focus on this moment.

"I'm going to do one last thing, Blitzy. Then we'll be done. Sound good?" "YeheHEHES! JUHUhust gehet it OHOHOVER WIHIHITH!" Stolas flipped his over onto his back, and what he saw made his heart do backflips. Blitz was blushing like a tomato, tears of mirth on his face. His smile was so big it could spit his head in half.

Back to the matter at hand. He leaned down and began to nibble at the smaller demon's belly button. Blitz cackled. "NAHAHA! AHAHAHASSHOHOHOLE!" He thrashed around and pushed at Stolas's head, which honestly only made the little nibbles tickle more.

After two or three minutes, he stopped. The blue bird climbed off of him, going to get a glass of water. He came back and gave it to the panting imp, who gulped it down in seconds.

"Youhuh're an ahasshahat, Stoholas." This earned him a sharp poke to the side, making a stream of little giggles pour out. Him and Stolas sad there on the bed together, just listening to eachother breath.

Blitz had completely forgotten about his nightmare.

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TickleTober Day #31: Trick or Treat

Stolitz (Helluva Boss)

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Blitz let out an “oomph!” when he felt Stolas roll over on top of him, blinking in surprise. The prince never usually wanted more after their usual routine, let alone to be the one running the show. The imp quirked an amused brow. “What? Ready for another round?”

Stolas brushed his fingers along Blitz’s cheek and murmured, “No.”

“Then what…?” The sudden gentle kiss was enough to silence him, but not enough to make him stop questioning what was happening here – at least until they pulled apart and the owl whispered, “Stay?”

Blitz scoffed out a laugh. “Yeah, right.”

“Please, Blitzy?”

“Your owl eyes won’t work on me. You know I never spend the night.”

“You did the first time~”

“That was…!” Blitz huffed. “That was different.”

Stolas ran a hand along his lover’s chest. “Stay.”

Blitz tensed, scooting away from Stolas’ straying fingers. “I-I don’t think so. Our arrangement never stated I had to spend the night—” A gasp fled from his lips before he could stop it, eyes going wide when he realized he was screwed.

Stolas’s eyes were lit up like he was a kid again, discovering something new to marvel at. “Are you ticklish, Blitz?”

“No! I’m—” The imp tried to protest, but it was useless the instant Stolas scribbled his fingers along his torso. Laughter burst out of him immediately, loud and undeniable, and he screeched, “FUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK YOU, STOHOHOHOHOHOLAS!!”

“Aww, you’re so cute when you’re laughing,” Stolas cooed entirely sincerely, making Blitz try to cover up his face with one hand while frantically pushing and kicking with the rest of his limbs. “Don’t hide; I love seeing you like this~”

“YOU DIHIHIHIHIHIHICK!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!!” Blitz cried, letting out a squeal when Stolas got too close to a particularly bad spot. He twisted in the prince’s grip and yelled, “OKAY, OKAY I’LL STAHAHAHAHAHAY ARE YOU HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPY NOW?!”

Mercifully, Stolas let up on his spontaneous attack, snuggling closer to the imp despite Blitz’s grumbles and protests. “I’m always happy whenever you’re around, Blitzy.”

“Christ,” Blitz muttered, but he let himself settle in for the night regardless. He couldn’t help smiling to himself a bit, his ribs and sides still tingling.

Just one night couldn’t hurt anything.

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Change it~ (stolitz SFW tickle fic)

Blitzø has such a wierd name for stolas on his contacts and stolas tells him to change it being the stubborn playful imp he needs some convincing..

lee blitzø, ler stolas (romance and tickles SFW!)

Stolas and blitzø was cuddling in bed both looking at blitzø's phone comfortably

"Bl-itzy!" Stolas said out of nowhere "why such a rude name for me?" He said teasingly

"what it's not that badd" he replied grinning

" it's litteraly creepy mouth aka one night stand" he said "that's so mean compared to your name on my phone"

"And what is my name on your phone? Fucking blitzy?" He said in a annoyed tone despite loving the nickname

"How did you guess?" He said and smiled "I even added a lil heart at the end!"

Blitzø blushed just a little

"of course it is"

"anyways you better change that name blitzy I gave you a sweet name you gave me a awful name!"

"ehe why should I?" Blitzø said getting cocky

"because im oh so upset at that nickname" stolas replied in a jokingly dramatic tone

"So what happens if I don't change it?" Blitzø grinned he was just being a little shiz to get what he wanted and he wanted affection

"I'll do this~" stolas practically purred and scratched his sides slowly

"Dohont you dar-dare!" Blitzø giggled " I swear to god I will kihille you- ehehe stolass STAHAP!"

"oh you shouldn't have got so cocky with me now my little imp" he teased "your laughter is so cute it almost makes me blush" he added even though they both knew his heart shaped face was blush pink

"SHUHUT THE - AHAHA NOHOO"

"say blitzy which spot should I get next? The neck? The horns? Or perhaps the feet? I can't decide! Why don't you choose a spot" stolas said knowing it would be a hard choice

"I DOHONT KNOW AHAHA!"

"you have to choose or I might stop" stolas teased though he wouldn't stop Blitzø's fun.

"PAHAHA UHH..THE FEEHET!" he yelled , they was all ticklish choices

"oh very well!" He said and grabbed his foot lightly , he started to scratch it softly

"PWEHEHEH!" he laughed with the cutest little blush "NAHAH!"

stolas grabbed a blue feather from his pocket and fluttered it on his sole

"TEHEHE STAHAP IT YOU- PAHAHA!"

"aw but you look so cute and you still havent said you would change it!" He cooed "maybe if I tickle here?" He said and nibbled his neck softly

"EEEK! NOHOHO STOLAS OKAYY ILL CHANGE IT PWAHAH!"

Suddenly he stopped and blitzø breathed heavily he had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard

"oh my darling did I go to far?" He asked genuinely

"No.." he stopped to breath "that was just fine..thank you" he said with a blush on his face and he layed back into Stolas's fluffy chest

He got his phone out and went to contacts to change the name

"oh you don't really have to change it blitzy I was just playing"

"nah I think this name suits more anyways"

He changed it to "my bird x"

Stolas almost cried at the name being the emotional bird he is but instead he just snuggled blitzø tight and kissed his forehead

"thanks you blitzy.." he said but he realised his little imp has falling asleep on him "aww..you do not understand how much I love you blitz.."

when heard that his tail wagged whipping stolas lightly

"shut up ya dork" he giggled half asleep

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Making Things Right

Summary: Two weeks after the trial, Stolas is still in Blitz’ home, wasting away. Blitz feels shitty and undeserving for what Stolas sacrificed for him. The least he could do is try to make Stolas feel a little bit better.

Author’s Notes: This came outta NOWHERE. But I needed to get this out of my system because it was all I could think about, and Mastermind made me sad. :( They deserve to be happy. I think after all that happened, and now that they’re on the same level, that they can repair what they broke.

I might have been somewhat inspired by this artwork to make this, even unconsciously. It wasn’t my intent, but it happened. Hoping Blitz and Stolas don’t sound OOC because I’ve never written for them before. I feel like after the recent episodes that Blitz would be more soft and considerate of what he’s saying. My first Helluva Boss fic too!!

Words: ~1,400 | AO3 Link

It had been two weeks since the trial of breaking demon law was cast across every TV in Hell. Blitz was ready to sacrifice his life for his cause, and so that his family and friends - Loona, Moxxie and Millie - weren't harmed for just doing their jobs. 

What he didn't expect was for Stolas to magically appear at the trial, and for him to throw everything away instead. 

Blitz couldn't lie; he was extremely grateful that Stolas did this for him. Stolas took all of the blame, and even if it angered him that Stolas took the brute force of it, at least Blitz still had his head. Albeit, he was feeling extremely shitty about the whole ordeal. 

But Stolas lost everything. His power, his family, his status. Blitz wasn't even sure if Stolas had the heart to contact Octavia after all of this. He had hardly heard him spoke in general across these past two weeks, which broke his heart. 

He felt awful about all of this. Sure, giving the imp race new-found power was nice, he supposed. Everytime he went outside over the past couple days, fellow imps cheered for him, stopping him to congratulate him everywhere he went. And he got a whole lot more business now. He wasn't used to it. But, it didn't feel great to know this was only coming about after Stolas sacrificed himself. 

Blitz returned home with a few paper bags full of groceries wrapped up in his arms, only just managing to shove his key in the door and twisting it to open the lock. He kicked the door open with his foot, bumping it closed with his hip as he stepped into his apartment. 

“Stolas, I'm back.” Blitz spoke aloud, though he knew Stolas wouldn't answer. He could see Stolas’ legs hanging off the edge of the couch, as it was much too small for him. Blitz didn't even see Stolas shift upon his arrival. 

Blitz paced to the kitchen, setting the bags on the countertop and stepping over to the couch where Stolas laid. He placed his hand on the top of the couch as he gazed down.

Stolas was wrapped up in a blanket like a burrito, eyes open as he watched the TV. Was he even really ‘watching’ it? Or just staring at it? Blitz frowned at the sight before him. He made his way to the front of the couch, sitting on it near Stolas’ legs.

“…” Stolas didn’t react to Blitz’s presence. Didn’t even shift.

“…I feel so fucking awful that all of this happened to you, Stolas,” Blitz let out a breath he was holding. “And I’m sorry for all the shit that happened that got you into this mess.”

Stolas finally shifted, acknowledging the imp’s presence by snaking his hand out of the safety of the blanket, weakly holding it out. Blitz took Stolas’ hand in his own, giving it a squeeze.

“But I wanna make it right. We need to make it right. Let everyone know that pompous shithead of a bird orchestrated all of this.”

Stolas gently moved himself so he was sitting more upright, his eyes finally looking at Blitz. His eyes were distant. Unfocused. Foggy.

“I’m so, so grateful you did this for me, Stolas. And I don’t even deserve it after everything I’ve put you through. I’ll probably be spending the rest of my life paying you back. I didn’t deserve your generosity, your kindness. Your love. I’ve been the worst fucking person to you, and I regret it. I’m the lowest of the low. But, I wanna make this right. If you’ll let me.” He let his emotions pour out through his words, his voice wavering.

The owl had tears in his eyes, threatening to fall down his cheeks. He sniffled. “Thank you… so much, Blitz…” Stolas’ voice was quiet. “I’m glad I have at least someone on my side…”

Blitz reached his hands out, cupping Stolas’ face and wiping his tears away with his thumbs. “Anything to undo the mistakes I’ve made. And to make you smile again.”

The owl’s heart swelled as the imp spoke. He was being genuine, for the first time. Stolas gave Blitz a small smile, the first one in quite a while even before this whole ordeal. But Blitz wasn’t satisfied with how small it was.

“C’monnnn, you can totally fucking do better than that.” The imp teased the owl, grinning.

“That’s all I can really muster right now… really…” his face leaned into Blitz’s warm hands. 

Blitz’s grin only grew wider, the cogs in his brain turning. He had an idea. “Well, why don’t I help ya out?” Blitz’s hands left Stolas’ face in search of the blanket wrapped around Stolas’s body, digging around for an opening.

Stolas’ eyes widened in alarm, knowing exactly what he was up to. “Wait, r-really Blitz, you don’t need to dO THIS—!”

The owl let out a yelp and immediately bit his lip as the imp managed to find his ribs through the blankets and feathers. Blitz’s ready hands latched on and started squeezing them as Stolas gawked, but was able to silence himself. He grabbed onto Blitz’ wrists, squirming about as Blitz tickled him.

Blitz chuckled as he continued, his fingers rummaging through Stolas’ soft feathers. “You might as well let it all out. I know you need this right now.” 

Stolas shook his head in denial, laughter threatening to bubble out from his throat. 

“Well, suit yourself.” 

Blitz started to tickle whenever he could reach - under his arms, counting his ribs, wiggling along his sides, scratching at his belly. He was surprised Stolas could last this long without exploding, though he looked close. Stolas’ face was as red as Blitz’s skin at this point.

Blitz stopped for a moment, Stolas quickly took in greedy breaths. “Satan Christ, there must be somewhere that’ll break you,” his eyes darted around Stolas’ body for more ideas. When Blitz turned his body around to face the lower half of Stolas’ body, the owl started to freak out.

“No no no no, BLITZ, do NOT even TRY!” Stolas begged, raising his voice. Blitz smirked devilishly as he eyed off Stolas’ knees. He leaned over - going for the kill - squeezing just above his kneecaps.

The dam broke, Stolas couldn’t hold it in anymore. He burst out with a mix of laughter and hoots as his body shook. He thrashed about, kicking his legs and bucking his body.

It was hard for Blitz to hang on. He stretched and wrapped his tail around Stolas’ body, both to stabilise himself, and to use his tail to poke into the owl’s sides. Stolas’ laugh just evolved to be more screechy at that. 

“BLITZ!! It’s toohohohoho mUCH! I’m— I’m SMILING! I’M SMIHIHIHILING!! OKAHAHA?!” Stolas laughed himself silly, new tears forming in his eyes. Mirthful tears.

The imp turned his head to look at the owl’s face, laughing himself as he slowly ceased to a stop on his totally unwarranted assault. He stopped squeezing his knees and poking him, shifting himself around with a wide smile on his own face. “That wasn’t so bad, was it? Lettin’ it all out?”

“I suppose it— hehehe, wasn’t… awful… hahaha…” Stolas admitted as he breathed out, residual giggles escaping him. He reached up to wipe the tears from his eyes, the stretched smile still lingering on his face. “Ahaha… t-thank you, Blitz…”

“Anytime,” Blitz chuckled with a smirk as he got up from the couch with renewed vigour. “How about I make you somethin’ to eat? Probably tired after all that. Wanna help?” He stretched his hand out in offering.

Stolas wiped the remainder of the tears from his eyes, nodding as he accepted his hand in his. “I’m afraid I’m not the best cook - all I can really make is a bowl of cereal.”

“Eh, I’m shit at it too. I usually get Loonie to make food. She’s a lot fucking better than me at it. I nearly lit the apartment on fire once.”

Stolas let out a giggle as he was led by the hand to the kitchen.

Finally, a step in the right direction.

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Pretty bird ~ (tickle fic SFW! Lee stolas,ler blitzø)

"so what will it be pretty bird?" Blitzø asked with a smirk, he grinned down at stolas who was willingly tied to the bed "what spot should I get first huh?"

"I don't knoww" stolas whined with a giggle he wanted to hide his blushing face from blitzø but he also wanted to gaze into his eyes forever at the same time.

"hmmm how about... here!" He exclaimed and wiggled his claws on Stolas's fluffy stomach.

"OHOHOO NOHOOO!" he hooted in suprise

Blitzø blushed at the cute noises but brushed it off quickly "laugh bitch!" He said playfully and clawed under his armpits

"NOOHOOT BLITZYYY TICKLESSS!" he laughed loudly

"uh huh I know it does" he agreed and scratched faster

"STAPITT GET AWAYY" he yelled and squirmed around, his face painted with a dusty pink blush

"get away? Why you asked for this shit no backing out now" blitzø practically PURRED and started to nibble on his belly

"OHHOHH BLITZYY TEHEHE NOHOEHE" he squealed and thrashed around

"nom nom yummy ass stomach I just can't get enough of it" he teased and wagged his tail at Stolas's cute giggles and squeals.

"NOOHOO PLEASE MOVE SPOTS BLITZZZ PWAHA" he yelled

"Why of course" he said and moved down a bit "now for these ticklish legs~"

He skittered his small red claws on his thigs going down to the ankles and repeating the process over and over.

"teheee PWAHA NOT THE THIGHS STAHPIT STAHPPP TiTICKLEESSS!" He pleaded not really meaning it and blitzø knew that if stolas wanted an end to this he could easily break the restraints.

"calm your ass down pretty bird I'm moving spots~" stolas giggled and his face was redder then ever he loved the new nickname

Blitzø crawled down the bed and to the feet he poked one of them to test it out and he scrunched his bird toes up trying to hide his soles

"oh no you don't..I'm tickling these" he told him and scritched at his toes softly

"pwehee nooohoo stapitt!" He giggled cutely a small tear in his eye

"definitely not bitch I haven't even tried this yet! He said and wiggled all five claws on one foot and the other claws on the other foot "tickle tickle tickle.."

"HOOOT NOHOOT THEREEE STAPITT BLITIZHYYY MY FEEHET ARE TO SENSITIVE!" he begged which made blitzø wanna tickle them even more

"Yeah yeah sure you beg for a stop yet your not even trying to break free anymore" he teased and he was right stolas stopped squirming and was only scrunching his toes up which just put more attention on them

"NEHEHEEE HOOHOOT BLITZY"

"hm wonder what happens if i..." He picked up long blue feather of off the bed it was obviously Stolas's feather, he fluttered it on the sole gently up down left right

"OH MYY AHAHA BLITZY PLEASE TICKLESS TEHEEHE IT FEELS SOHOO..FLUFFY PWAHA I CANT TAKE IHT"

"well no shit it's a feather" he replied and swirled the feather around under his toes he was being extremely delicate which made it all the more unbearable yet addictive for the bird

"DOHONTT STAHAP EEEEE!" he giggled very loudly he loved the feeling of the feather endlessly circling on his feet he didn't want this to ever stop

"dont stop? Why would I want to? I've got to admit this is fucking adorable" he said and his tail wagged side to side

"TITICKLEESSS! PWAHAH HOOT HOOHOOT BLITZY!" he was again trying so desperately to escape and hide his face yet not break free and stay like that forever

"bitch why are you crying?" He asked but he knew it wasn't from sadness he slowed the tickling down seeing the bird was running out of breath

"i..**pant** tickles.." he was extremely tickle drunk

"I want to wreck you not kill ya, you need to breath stupid" he said playfully and untied him

"thats was so tickly and...um nicer" he admitted and blushed "could we..um do that..maybe.. again..like if you want to like no pressure!" His voice was a squeaky embarrassed tone

"I don't think I'll even pass up a opportunity to see you laughing like that again" he blushed and cursed when he realised how cringey the thing he said was

Looks like they both enjoyed that tickle session