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No Digas Te Amo

Last 2 chapters are up! Apparently it is the nature of hunanity to constantly be opening up Pandora's box. At least when all the bad comes out, there is hope.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66497359/chapters/171832807

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No Digas Te Amo

Angel is cleaning out some old stuff and facing a lot of bad memories.

(Kind of a sequel to my fic "It's Over?" Wherein Valentino dumped Angel/ended his contract and now he and Husk are dating)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66497359/chapters/171487063

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Tales of Featherbug and

Catastrophe

//Origins//

LINK TO THE FIC

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reblog if you think sign language should be taught as a language in schools.

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I hear you're bored so here's a question— what musical instrument do you think your favourite helluva blorbos would play? We've seen a couple of them actually playing instruments in the show, but not all of them (Stolas and Loona, for example). So... Any thoughts? 👀 - @blitzwhore ✨

Thanks for the ask! It provided some unexpected inspiration, so here have this mini fic I wrote at like 3 am 😅

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Stolas ran his fingers over the silky, dark wood of the piano, the twinge of an old ache stirring in his chest.

"Can you play that thing?" Blitz asked, eyeing him curiously.

He blushed and stammered, halfway to denying it before Blitz rolled his eyes.

"Fuck, of course you can."

"I was never very good," Stolas offered. Certainly, Stella had hated his playing, and he hadn't touched the one at the palace in over a decade.

Blitz crossed his arms and leaned against the side of the piano. "Well, show me what you've got."

Stolas glanced around the music store nervously. It seemed empty except for the bored imp flicking through a magazine at the counter. They had only stopped in because Moxxie finally snapped and binned the stash of kazoos that Blitz kept at the office specifically to torment him.

"Really, I haven't played in years," Stolas protested, but he still found himself sitting down at the piano bench. What was it about having Blitz's eyes on him that made it so hard to disobey?

Although he was out of practice, he assumed the proper posture automatically. He rolled his shoulders down, took a deep breath, and began to play.

The song had always been a favorite of his, and clung to his memory even now. It was a lovely piece, slow and soothing, but with a touch of melancholy underneath, like a sad sort of lullaby.

His fingers fumbled with the keys and he winced at every misplaced note. His face heated up in embarrassment. Blitz would certainly see why he didn't play anymore now.

After a few halting bars he risked a glance up at Blitz's face, bracing himself to see disappointment or annoyance there. To his shock, he found that Blitz was staring at him wide-eyed, his lips slightly parted and his tail swaying gently behind him.

The sight startled him out of his playing and stilled his hands on the keys. He met Blitz's gaze for a moment, flustered and wondering, and then Blitz stepped closer, rounding the bench to stand behind his shoulder.

One gentle claw came up and traced the length of Stolas's spine.

"Keep going," Blitz said softly.

His embarrassed flush was replaced by a much more pleasant sort of blush at the feeling of Blitz's hands on him. He took another deep breath and resumed as Blitz continued to make long strokes down his back.

When he finally finished the piece, he let the last note fade from the air before seeking Blitz's gaze again. He had barely turned his head when Blitz caught him up in a kiss, deep and passionate and delightfully unexpected.

He sighed into Blitz's mouth, all the lingering tension of his mediocre performance melting from his shoulders. He lifted a hand to cup Blitz's cheek, but Blitz caught it and entwined their fingers, stepping away from the kiss and gently pulling Stolas up.

Confusion gripped him as Blitz led him from the shop without buying anything.

"Where are we going?"

Blitz turned back to him, his grin bright and just a little dangerous.

"I wanna see what else those pretty hands can do."

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Looking Like a Shark In a Fish Tank

Some pieces I made for the 2024 Helluva Bang over on 🐦 (Dec 2024)

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Finally finished Chapter 3: On the Town

Molly convinces James to get out of the house and they do some pre-college shopping.

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REFLEXES

Chapter 1: January's Twitch

IMP’s schedule is busier than ever and it’s great! There’s a bit more money coming in, they are getting more clients and Stolas is actually being a good help with paperwork and bureaucracy.

But…when Stolas isn’t focused on a paper his depression takes over, he walks like an empty shell, lost Lucifer knows where inside of his mind.

He stares… hours at a wall, sometimes he sleeps too much and others too little. Every night close to midnight he goes to the balcony to gaze at the stars as if he was looking for something.

Blitzo sometimes joins for a bit but mostly he leaves Stolas to his space although he watches him without the other noticing.

That was a weird sensation, a totally different being like he perceived in the past was in front of him.

Blitzo didn’t know what to do exactly but he knew he could make the other smile a bit at least so today he was going to try to get a bit more closer….the irony ..in the past was he who ran away and sheltered himself so much…

“Stols?” he opened the door to the balcony and he eyed the former prince smoking looking at the sky.

“Blitz..” he turned to face the imp giving him a half smile, with effort but truthful

“What’s up up there?” he crawled skillfully up to the rail and sat besides Stolas pointing to the sky .

“Well …Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus and Neptune…aligning, a rather rare event… Orion's Belt..and billions of stars…” he blinked slowly and reached his pocket for a cigarette.

“Wooww….Really? I can't see shit.?!?.” he blinked a couple of times to the sky and next to Stolas.

The owl gave out a little sad chuckle “Neither do I…..” he sighed as he exhaled the smoke “But from Earth realm on a clear night sky you can spot them.”

They both fell into silence for a couple of minutes, Blitzo didn’t go further on the subject …clearly without his powers and the Grimoire Stolas wasn’t able to see.

“Well Stolas I must say that your idea to sign a contract with some money paid ahead for each job was pretty handy today, this guy went on about ending four guys…turned out to be eight…”

“It’s the least I can do..” Stolas cut Blitzo in the middle of the sentence. he looked at the imp “You took me in, took care of me and..saved my life..” he lent the cigarette to Blitzo for a puff, “I’m more than glad I still have my knowledge to be able to help in any way.”

Blitzo looked at the burning tip of the cigarette and puffed twice reaching to Stolas after, he blew the smoke more like a long sigh.

“Ya know..I have to tell you this..I..I’m sorry…I didn’t know…” he sighed “ I mean, it’s bothering me, I really didn’t know you had no clue about the first attempt on your life…” Blitzo started to mumble, this issue, every time that pops into his mind really bothers him and hurts him and probably was out of the blue and he didn’t know if Stolas was ready to hear it but he couldn't live much more with that apology stuck in his throat.

Stolas was a bit taken aback with the sudden apology, he smashed the cigarette on the rail and tensed a bit and shook his head.

“it’s okay Blitz….to be honest it’s quite likely that Stella bragged about it and I didn’t listen..” he looked down with a pity smile.

Blitzo leaned a bit, peeking at Stolas’s face trying to make himself a support, to look into the owl’s eyes, they were slightly more open but vague as if he was in another place.

“So much screaming ..” … “Via often just listened to music…I learned to dissociate …spite and anger was so ..normal…I got used to it. I heard the screams and scorn but didn’t listen.”

Blitzo nodded, his eyes showing sadness and understanding …he lifted his hand to reach for Stolas’s shoulder…to his surprise the other flinched and took a step back like a learned reflex.

Blitzo frowned.

Stolas came back to reality.

“I apologize..” Stolas said instantly as he realized his behavior.

Blitzo was no stranger to trauma and he knew right away what this physical response was. To be fair Blitzo has noticed how far away Stolas goes when there’s too much noise or people screaming around, he has also noticed how sometimes the bird gets over worried with Millie and Moxxie antics and how many times he flinches and twitches to sudden movements.

Stolas rubbed his arm “I guess all these changes and the lack of my …supplements..altogether is making me a bit ..fidgety..”.

Blitzo nodded slowly..”Stolas it’s okay..it’s fine..did she?...” he sighed and respected the other space.

Stolas tensed “Well…it’s what a cheating husband deserves I suppose..” Now he started to scratch his arm.

“C’mon birdie no one deserves to be …you know…treated that way.”

Aaah…Blitzo’s heart sank. There was a mixture of feelings bubbling inside his chest, his own share of being abused …he really understood that feeling.

“Was..did she do it before we….” Blitzo dared, one might think he was being selfish but even though Stolas clearly stated and reassured Blitzo had no responsibility of it…still deep inside he felt some guilt.

Stolas looked to the side…the imp had already seen him stripped of everything and in an absolute low…and Stolas trusted him…it was safe.

Stolas nodded. There was much more..the verbal abuse, the humiliations in public…alcohol and medication kept him numb but his scars were carved very deeply.

“Blitz?” actually Stolas was the one to close the gap between them walking a couple of steps to the imp.

“I appreciate all this..so much but you needn’t worry about such dark details, I’ll be fine Blitz.” Stolas gave the imp a half smile trying to reassure himself and the other.

 

“Actually is way more selfish than that.” Blitzo chuckled and reached his hand. Stolas blinked and tilted his head to the side but reached to Blitzo’s hand and their fingers intertwined.

“I want to know.” Blitzo shrugged “...when you’re ready of course.” he smiled at the goetia.

Stolas’s teared up a bit and couldn’t but smile at Blitzo’s kindness.

They went inside the apartment hand in hand and sat on the couch like that. Some minutes went by ..in silence but it was comfortable, it was warm, like those hands holding each other held all the communication that was needed for now, trust and support.

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SoMa Valentine Challge- Day 1, First Kiss

Well, here’s day one for khaleesimaka’s SoMa Valentine Challenge. Links to the other days will be added as they happen. Enjoy!

Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8

Day 9 | Day 10 | Day 11 | Day 12 | Day 13 | Day 14

Also available on ff.net and AO3

Soul classified his first kiss in two ways.

One, the first time his lips touched someone else’s over the age of thirteen.

Two, the first time he kissed someone, and meant it.

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he had it coming

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Spaghetti

Angel asks for Husk's help making his favorite comfort food. Spaghetti with Magic Marinara!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58536958/chapters/162606385

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New Fic 🥳🥳🥳

Heaven Sent

Like most young ladies with ties to the Mob, Molly had long since made her peace with the fact that she was going to Hell. She even had a few choice words prepared for her father when she got there. What she wasn't at all prepared for was ending up in heaven and even less so to find out who she'd be stuck in eternity with.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63433645/chapters/162530038

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Check Out the latest chapters of my ongoing Stolitz story about what would happen if Stolas had drunkenly married Blitzᴓ instead of Stella.

Under the Snow Moon:

Ch. 71- The Consequence

archiveofourown.org/works/53960398…

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Cute!!

participating in the February 9th-15th Stolitz week! found on X

Find me on Ao3! itsmidnight_owl

had so much fun writing this :)

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Stolitz week 2025

Day 1: Domestic Life 🧽

So excited to finally post the fics I’ve been working on for the past two months and to read/enjoy all the other art people share 👏

Thank you to the always wonderful @sneakyxthexclown who beta’d and gave me so much encouragement and support 💜

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Chapter 20: The Parting Glass

I have nothing to say but I'm sorry.

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Mornings were the hardest. Mornings and nights. Through the night, Stolas would end up thinking over and over about the mistakes haunting him...And the memory of his daughter turning away. He'd get little sleep until exhaustion took hold.

And in the mornings, when he woke up, he'd remember all over again where he was and what he'd done to get here. It pressed down on him, the guilt pinning him down…the one positive thing in the mornings was that when Blitz and his daughter woke up and started getting ready, the noise made for a good distraction.

Today felt…worse than usual, though. There was an actual pressure behind his eyes and beak, one that made him grimace, twisting and shaking his head a little to try and rid himself of it. But that didn't work.

Not long after, Loona was in the kitchen, pawing through the fridge and shouting for Blitz to get up already. Stolas sighed and stretched, sitting up just as Blitz stumbled his way into the kitchen, fumbling around and shoving the first thing he found into his mouth.

“Mornin’, Stols,” he mumbled, lazily waving in his direction.

Stolas waved back, opening his beak to greet him as he usually did. “…”

He blinked, a hand flying to his throat. That was not…where was his voice? He attempted to speak again, forcing the words out, only to break out into a coughing fit.