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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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Something interesting I’ve noticed.

[That inevitably led to me overthinking everything again and resulting in another prediction/hope for future seasons]

Stolas himself admits here that he expresses himself best through song. And thinking about it, he’s right! Throughout Helluva Boss we’ve seen instances where Stolas has tried to express his feelings/thoughts to others, but will ultimately trip over his words or backtrack. Particularly if he’s nervous or desperately trying not to upset the other person. Some examples? Those texts to Blitzø and that meeting with Asmodeus for the Asmodean Crystal.

Stolas sends Blitzø wall after wall of text going over everything that he wants/needs to say, only to backtrack immediately after Blitzø responds with a quick apology and an insistence to “nevermind”. With Asmodeus it’s a little more subtle. Throughout that meeting Stolas seems to stumble over what he wants to say quite a bit, actually hesitating and stopping frequently to collect his thoughts before speaking again.

Stolas himself readily admits that he “loves words”, but he only seems to be the most comfortable with those words if he’s reading or singing them, or in complete control of the situation.

Which brings me to my next observation. Blitzø actually seems to understand Stolas’ feelings better listening to him sing.

In fact, the two times Blitzø has been present to hear Stolas express his feelings through song, Blitzø almost immediately sought him out afterwards to talk.

Granted, both instances Stolas wasn’t really aware that Blitzø was trying to open up (either being drunk or outright passed out), but it’s interesting that both times Blitzø hears Stolas sing he immediately tries to have a heart to heart conversation afterwards. Something that’s near impossible to get someone as guarded/emotionally constipated as Blitzø is to do.

Granted, maybe I’m reading too much into this, but this definitely seems like a pattern to me. The only times Blitzø (willingly) tries to open up are after he hears Stolas sing, and the only times we see Blitzø actually sing himself is when Stolas is involved in some way. And in a show that’s basically a musical where Blitzø himself as the main character hates on musicals…I can’t help but think Vivzie is hinting at something.

Specifically, that Blitzø isn’t going to be the one to say “I love you”, he’s going to sing it! Blitzø is gonna get a song, I’m convinced of it!

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Got a pile of dirty laundry? A blood splattered car with too much hair stuck in the grill? An employee that touches lube all day and hasn’t seen a shower in five years??

Bring ‘em on down to Wally Wackford’s Wacky Thing Wash, where we’ll wash ANYTHING!!! (For the right price!)

Seriously. Anything.

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Stolas & Blitz Pride Month 🏳️‍🌈❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

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Kitty!

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sorry he bit you. It’s his coping mechanism

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Please let Blitz find an excuse to have Stolas cross-dress for a mission or something, I beg.

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done to celebrate 10k followers on Twitter, I asked everyone to submit outfit suggestions and this was the result!

bonus:

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Helluva Boss as textposts part 55/?

[Parts 1-40] / 41 / 42 / 43 / 44 / 45 / 46 / 47 / 48 / 49 / 50 / 51 / 52 / 53 / 54 / 55

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he likes that human disguise 😘

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I love the thought of snarking becoming a bit of a love language between Blitz and Via. Via feeling secure enough to know nothing she says can really push Blitz away or come between either of them and Stolas while Blitz finds familiarity in affectionate razzing as bonding. I tried a lot of different stuff with this one artistically, and I'm pretty happy with all of it! I'm not sure if I'll ever settle into a consistent comic style, but I'm having lots of fun 😌 Bonus doodle comic of a slightly rough start below the cut! 😂

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Why do I feel like Vassago has like, a parasocial relationship with Stolas

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chaotic friendship

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Fizz and Ozzie illustration seen in the background of Oops. Posted to SilentZound's tumblr September 9, 2023

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Doctor Who season 4 is so delightful because you can tell that The Doctor, on occasion, straight up forgets that he's sad and burned because he's busy being in a sci-fi buddy comedy. And then something will remind him and he'll be like oh! I'm sad and burdened! And Donnas almost always there to be like 'hi sad and burdened. I'm Donna' and he has a completely proportional reaction like 'i would die a thousand deaths for you'.

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Blitz and Stolas print available via Streamily March 25, 2021. Signed by Brandon Rogers and Bryce Pinkham. Art by Hunter Braly.

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