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Helluva Boss as textposts part 57/?
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Putting on my sex therapist hat...
I told myself I wasn't going to write a post about the second short, but here we are.
(disclaimer: I'm not a certified sex therapist, in part because the actual process costs money, but I am a licensed therapist who helps people of all genders sexual orientations with sex-related issues.)
Spoilers for the second Helluva Boss short under the cut.
Okay, so obviously, there's a lot of chatter on the ol' Tumblr about the "Blitz doesn't know how to give head" moment in the short. Part of this is just because that whole sequence of events is fucking hilarious. Blitz blushing when Moxxie goes down on that crystal is my favorite moment in the whole short, I want to frame it.
But, because we as a fandom have no chill, there's also a lot of different takes on it, especially because Verosika's lines in Ozzie's seem to reinforce the idea that Blitz doesn't reciprocate oral sex. I've seen a bit of "Blitz is bad at sex and Stolas just doesn't know it because he was married," and maybe that is true! But being a person is all about living in the uncertainty, so I want to remind you of other explanations that also exist!
Blitz was making a joke. He was insecure that he was unable to get the crystal to work when they were all depending on him, and his defense mechanism is humor.
Blitz IS bad at oral sex, but Stolas doesn't enjoy receiving oral sex anyway. I know that oral sex is the most enjoyable form of sex for a lot of people, but Stolas is a bird demon with a cloaca who enjoys bear traps as foreplay, who the fuck knows what feels good to him.
Blitz was panicking. His team was in immediate danger, he's going through this breakup with someone who thought he was a sex god, and his anxiety is real high. I guess this is sort of just another take on the first one.
Blitz is bad at the specific type of oral sex the crystal wanted. I mean, demon bird cloaca has to be different from hard square crystal, right?? ...right?
Also! Friendly reminder that being a top is not a good excuse in the real world to not give your partner oral sex. I'm a firm believer that you can be dominant in any sexual scenario, whether you're giving or receiving, and there's plenty of fanfiction out there to prove me right! Honestly, the absurdity of this remark almost reinforces the idea that this was mostly a joke to me.
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Guys the way I ran through my front door and sprinted to the sofa to watch Apology Tour after a day out I am a state right now 😭
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No thoughts, head empty, just Stolas calling Blitz 'Darling'. Thank you for your time.
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God, I just had the saddest of thoughts 😢
During Ghostfuckers when Blitzø was going through the heartbreak, like, he thinks he lost Stolas forever and all of that. All I can think about right now is the fact that all Blitzø probably wanted at that point, is to talk to and hug his mom 😭




(Ugh, the way the lighting starts to change to green too!)
The way he just immediately jumped into her arms and her gently soothing him. 🫂(Something she probably did a lot back in the days of the circus. We know what an asshole Cash could be to Blitzø. So, he probably spent a lot of time crying in his mother's arms) Like, he would probably give anything to have his mom to go to when his heart is aching as much as it did here. Like, I am unwell guys!! 😫

And Millie mentioning her own mom here, like, she didn't mean anything by it of course! Like she was just trying to give him advice, but, it takes on a WHOLE different meaning when you consider the fact that Blitzø has lost his 💔
I don't know, just a lot of sad lizard thoughts today. Needed to get it out somehow. Might aswell share them and make everyone suffer along with me ✊️🥹
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My (so-called!!!) friend said he’d make me a playlist representing my art (HOW NICE, I thought!) and he sent me this and he’s dead to me now
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i walk a fine line between “i’m asexual and i hate how much the world revolves around sex” and “sex is way too stigmatized and people should be able to be more open about it if they want to”
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If the text is fuzzy on the memes, please click on them to sort out the resolution!
I'm writing this in the UK, where the temperature has apparently been set to "inferno". However, the memes must flow, so please enjoy this selection and I hope they bring you some cheer. Also, I'm part of a micro-community of GO fanfic writers on Discord and one of our members very kindly gifted us a wonderful message from Maggie Service 🥰 It has certainly kept my spirits up as I melt. Hope you have a lovely weekend, folks 💜
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I can't believe it's been a year since "Apology Tour," where we all were further emotionally damaged thanks to the rift between Stolas and Blitz along with seeing how much pain both were in as a result of their actions/what happened the night before. ;_; ;_; ;_; Stolas getting drunk and confessing how much he just wants to be loved along with Blitz seeing Stolas happily dancing with the "Better than Blitzo" guy is absolutely heartbreaking. ;_; ;_; ;_; I know Blitz needed to understand the consequences of his actions as well as it led to Blitz acknowledge that he does care for Stolas, but it's still so sad seeing him give up and believe he's lost Stolas forever. ;_; ;_; ;_;
Also, let Stolas have his cake dammit. -_-
*Once again, sorry for the lack of new GIFs (although I did put in the cake gif in this time ;) ).
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I will say I'm also super weak for the idea of them planning to but getting caught up talking and just looking at each other to commit the moment to memory in case they don't make it
yesssss okay but listen just. hear me out.
everyone else has emptied out so it's just angel and husk left at the bar. when angel suggests it, it's mostly a joke - "tonight may be your last chance to get a piece-a this, kitty cat" or something, literally the dumbest come on he's attempted, and husk just looks at him, at the smirk on angel's lips that's there out of more fondness than lust, and he just puts his bottle down, puts angel's glass away, and says "yeah, alright"
and angel is. shook. like at first he doesn't understand, but then husk is on the other side of the bar holding his hand out to angel (he's a Gentleman), and angel's staring at it and husk laughs. "you having second thoughts?"
and angel takes his hand and books it, drags husk behind him up to his room, but once they're there and the door is closed and they're staring at each other they're just like. fuck wait now what.
and it is the softest exchange when husk finally asks if he can kiss angel and angel almost laughs in his face but it gets caught on the lump in his throat so he just nods and husk has to stretch onto his tiptoes to reach and angel sinks down against the wall to make it easier and they just. stay like that for a while. their lips moving slowly, hands roving bodies, but it's gentle and calm and angel is melting.
literally melting into husk's arms and husk isn't helping because he's pulling him closer and they finally do move to the bed. and once they're on the bed it feels... more serious. more promising. and there's more heat flowing through angel's body as husk's hands find his ass and his find the buckle of husk's pants and in no time they're both down to underwear when they encounter their first interruption.
fat nuggets is snuffling at angel's thigh and angel breaks away laughing and cooing at his pet and husk is laughing and feeling fond watching angel, nearly naked and still straddling his waist, snuffle his nose against nugg's and then cradle the demon pig into his chest. and then husk asks about when angel got nuggs, and that's kind of a boner killer - which angel of course tells him - but husk has always been more interested in knowing angel than fucking angel (there are moments where it is barely stronger, but it still wins out in the end) so he asks to hear it. and angel tells him about getting fat nuggets from val, a gift, but then he of course has to expound on how val's gifts always have strings attached, which should have been his first red flag when he's reflecting on it - which he does, a lot, reflect on the events that led him where he is. and he stops himself, embarrassed that he's turned their last-night-alive-fuck-sesh into a trauma dump. but husk pulls him in, lets angel duck his head into his chest, and he starts purring because he knows there's some funky psychological shit that makes people feel calmer when they hear a cat purr. (and it works, but no one will ever be sure if it's because of the purring or just being so close to husk)
and husk starts sharing some of the mistakes he made in his past, the things that led him to being an overlord, to making that deal with alastor in the end... he doesn't tell angel everything, there are things angel is safer not knowing, but he tells him the important things. the things he cares about. and at some point the intimacy of it all leads them back together. fat nuggets is deposited safely on the floor and encouraged to go lay in his own bed for the night, and then angel is back on husk and husk flips them over so he can lock angel between his knees and leave bites and kisses over angel's chest and just do everything he can to keep angel making those little noises, little huffs and gasps and moans. and soon each sound was punctuated with a little thrust, angel's hips twitching up against him, and then they're rocking into each other and one of angel's hands fly out, up against the wall, knocking three little polaroids off the wall and onto angel's face and they both lose their rhythm as they start laughing. and husk starts collecting the pictures from around angel's head and glances at them as he hands them back to angel. and angel looks at the top one, it's a selfie he took with fat nuggets, and he turns it back to husk because look how CUTE WE ARE, and husk agrees, and watches as angel flips to the next one and he lingers there for just a moment before tossing them off to the side, but it was just long enough that husk could almost -
so he asks what that one was and angel tries to steer them back to the matter at hand - their still hard dicks, which he emphasizes with another roll of his hips, and husk does agree that this would be the more immediately enjoyable decision, but he can't help but ask about the name. 'who's molly?' and angel tries to brush it off, tries to direct husk's mind back to his cock, but hearing the name out loud broke a dam in his mind and now it's flooding and he's crying - he didn't even realize that picture was still up there - but that's because he covered it with the selfie of him and nuggs. he never had the heart to take it down, but he couldn't keep looking at it.
so angel sits up and pulls his legs into his chest and he grabs the polaroid he'd just tossed aside and holds it out for husk to see. it's just a picture of him, poorly forcing a smile and holding one of his arms out into the empty space next to him. in that space, a crude stick figure rendition of a more feminine version of himself - at least, that's what husk saw - with an arrow pointing down from the name 'molly'. angel tells him that it was a stupid thing he did, to try to make himself feel better - a long time ago, one of his clients was a therapist, who apparently got off on listening to other people's traumas. as angel was putting his clothes back on the therapist suggested he take a picture of himself and draw molly in, to physically represent that she's always with him, even if she's not literally with him or whatever. angel thought the exercise was stupid, but after he did it he couldn't just get rid of it. so it went on his wall, and when he couldn't look at it anymore he just covered it up. and that, of course, is their second boner killer conversation as angel tells husk about molly in life, and how he's never found her but he isn't sure if that means she's not here, or if she doesn't want to be found. he obviously doesn't think she should be in hell, but with their lives he's terrified that she didn't make the cut either.
and that's probably the lowest the evening goes, but they end there with angel's head in husk's lap and husk's fingers carding through angel's hair and just to break the tension angel makes a joke about ruining their last-chance-fuck-fest once again, and husk tells him that nothing's ruined. he likes this, just being around angel, talking, getting to know who he is and why he is the way he is and understanding him. and angel tells husk how fucking gay that is, but also kisses him in an even gayer way, and the night is just that.
they were fully intending the fuck each other's brains out, but then they'd get distracted with a thought, a question, a story. they weren't all as serious as previous conversations, husk tells angel all about his favorite brands of cereal and angel tries to convince husk that there absolutely is a wrong way to boil an egg. husk tells angel about a wild night he had once when he was new to hell, and angel tells husk about some of his nights out with cherri. and suddenly its really late and they do need to sleep - but they don't willingly fall asleep. they probably fall asleep mid-sentence or mid-kiss because it isn't that either of them just wants to sleep with the other before their possible last day around.
they just don't want to waste a single, final moment without each other. because if this is going to be their last night together, they have to cling to as much of each other as they can. they have to get as close as possible, and hold the other as tight as possible, to make up for the time they didn't use and the time they're about to lose.
..... but the night after they SURIVIVED? they railed each other on every single surface in husk's room. (angel didn't want to scar fat nuggets)
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This moment is burning into Via brain.


Her magic recreate that moment, when her dad hugs her; splitting his reflection off from hers through the neck.
Like he's been decapitated.
Looks like Via's magic goes out of control briefly because of her emotions over it.
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Me: 🙂
Me: *remembers Stolas was a flawed, traumatised, neurodivergent, mentally ill abuse victim with no support network, and he still chose to step up and try his best to be a loving, doting, protective, caring, mature, and sensitive parent and to never put the weight of his pain on his child's shoulders*
Me:

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