#helluva drabbles

[annachum]

Sinsmas drabble ( inspired by my Sinsmas Helluva theories and hcs )

One night, a few days after Stolas moved into Blitzo's house, Blitzo stumbled upon Stolas singing IL Dolce Suono to a singing rose his sister Gemory delivered to him

Blitzo froze

Oh no

It's a madness/suicidal/revenge aria

Immediately, Blitzo held Stolas from behind and started to hum Behind the Clouds from Cars

Stolas :....What are you doing, Blitzy?

Blitzo : You said this is a really sad song before....just wanted to sing something happier, cuz I've been a similar shit pile too, ya know, soon after I killed Cash....

Stolas : Oh .....

And then the 2 be stargazing and singing together, all the while Stolas let his tears fall and Blitzo helps wipe those tears from his 4 eyes

Stolas struggled to sleep for weeks - all he can truly think of was his daughter. How was she. What was Stella doing to his dear girl.

Even tho Stolas' clan are fighting battles to save Octavia, the DiGalaxises still won't let up - they already set up strong barriers against thr Goetias

And Stolas can't even be there

As the war of the 7 Rings went on, Stolas' sleep cycles began to sleep. Sometimes he would sleep walk around Blitz's apartment, singing sad song. One time he would throw knives at the pictures of those DiGalaxises, until Blitzo and Loona stopped him from throwing knives around the house

' You never loved mother, you never loved me. You love him! '

These cruel words, the harsh tone, very much unlike Octavia's usual self, rung through his brain like a scathing echo that refuses to go away. Stella cackled sinisterly as she brought a mind controlled Octavia to say these harsh words to her face through a mirror.

It was one of the most jarring things Stolas ever experienced.

His daughter. His beloved daughter, now at the hands of those monsters, who somehow turned her against him.

How could they do this?

As if they haven't stooped this low already

In fact, those harsh words sunk Stolas deeper into despair

His friends and allies tried to comfort him about. She didn't mean it. It was all Stella's doing. Perhaps she was literally mind controlled

Only Stolas was so devastated, he didn't notice the hypnotized circles of Octavia's eyes when she spoke those cruel words

It wasn't until one fateful day, near Sinsmas, Vassago teleported in and showed Stolas all the proofs that Octavia was in fact mind controlled

Vassago : Ay, Stolas, you can't just, hole up in there forever! Your hija NEEDS you. We have been trying a thousand times to save her. And as it turns out, the only person who can truly save her is YOU.

Stolas :.....But, brother, Via.....she.....she hates me.....* sobs *

Vassago : Well, I got intel from my spies and.....you may have to sit down on this.

Stolas, Loona and Blitzo watched in horror as Vassago showed them real footage of Octavia being tormented with mind control, being forced to all too tight corsets, dragging a reluctant Octavia to those extravagant parties Stella hosted, etc

Stolas froze. Octavia doesn't hate him, really. She was confused - AND ABUSED

Blitzo :.....That was way worse than I thought.

Stolas : ......* stood up * LETS GO SAVE MY DAUGHTER!!!!

And so, IMP, Vassago and Stolas traversed through Andrealphus' place to save her

When Octavia came out with Andrealphus, in a hypno trance, Stolas faltered. What have they done to her.

He can't even fence his own daughter, and ALMOST GOT KILLED FOR IT WERE IT NOT FOR BLITZO AND VASSAGO'S SKILLFUL DEFENSES AROUND HIM

But during the melee, as Octavia was ready to kill Stolas under the influence.....

Vassago bravely stepped forward, grabbed Octavia the wrist and shouted out an incantation which broke the spell

Silence fell. Andrealphus stood there, stunned, as Octavia snapped back to reality.

She soon caught on what's happening, and dropped her Seraphim blade

And she sobbed and sobbed in Stolas' arms

Stolas : * hooting in comfort * Shshshshshsh. It's alright. It's not your fault. I forgive you.

Octavia : * bawling and keep saying apologies *

Andrealphus : * shocks * WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! KILL THAT LOWLIFE, YOU STUPID GIRL!

Vassago : * creates a golden portal to Blitzo's apartment * STOLAS! TAKE YOUR HIJA AND GO!

Andrealphus flies an ice dagger at Stolas, who dodged just in time as he lept through the portal, with a scared Octavia in his arms

Once they finally escaped, Octavia could not stop crying on the couch

Her father scurried around to wrap his daughter around the blanket, made her Jasmine green tea for both, and sat down with her to have this heart to heart talk

Octavia told him everything. How she actually stood up to Stella for her abuse and cruelty, especially after she finally figured out the whole truth of things - through eavesdropping on Stella's conversations behind her back, and also reading Stella's diary, and then Stella actually inflamed Octavia as Octavia tried to defend herself and flee...and Andrealphus comes in and puts Octavia in a mind control trance.

Stolas wept as he did first aid on his daughter's arms, which have been burned by Stella in that confrontation.

How can some people do this to their own child?

Not even his own parents are this terrible to him and his sibs!

As Stolas did the bandages and aloe on Octavia's arms, Stolas starts to sing the lullaby ( You will be Okay ), with a more hopeful tune

To his surprise ( in a good way ), Octavia softly sings along

And as the two end the song in a hug....IMP and Vassago finally returned from Vassago's portal, looking all battered

But they are smiling and cheering

Vassago : WE DONE IT!! THAT PENDEJO PUTA LITERALLY FLED LIKE A COWARD, AND HIS SISTER GOT FROZEN BY ANDRE BY ACCIDENT!!! HAHAHA!

Blitzo : Well, first imps to be able to defeat a royal! I can see the headlines about it already.

After much catching up, Stolas and Vassago had an emergency meeting with the rest of the Goetias through facetime, while IMP helped comfort Octavia

The Goetias all reacted in horror, and they all gasped when Stolas showed them proofs of Octavia's injury

Arrangements are to be made - Octavia shall move into her paternal grandparents' place after the next New Years Day until the whole mess is over. For now, she can stay with Stolas for Sinsmas.

Such suggestions are suggested by his parents, and Stolas reluctantly agreed.

He knew that his current position - and mental state - isn't the best to take care of Octavia. She needs to be safe from harm, so he agreed. He also asked Octavia about it, and she agreed

It was one of the hardest things he has ever done

After ensuring Octavia is okay, Vassago temeported back to his sun palace to prepare for his Sinsmas party festivities. He even kindly teleported Moxxie and Millie back to their abodes

That night, Loona, Blitzo, Octavia and Stolas sleep together on the couch, all wrapped up in a cozy warm blanket

The next day at Sinsmas Eve, Octavia enjoys her first ever non royal Sinsmas

There are decorations, ugly Sinsmas sweaters, Blitzo and Loona made most of the food while Stolas helped. Octavia spent the Sinsmas Eve admiring the apartment, and spent the morning watching sitcom with Loona

It isn't like the royal Sinsmas galas

But the 4 are safe together, for now

And that's already enough for Octavia.

She already had those ghastly Wrathian and Sloth Royal garments that Stella forced upon her to be burned down last night, and she's just enjoying the Sinsmas season with her new found family.....before she was sent off to her paternal grandparents' place

That night, in the new IMP offices in Lust, Blitzo gave a warm welcome to Octavia, and everyone there instantly liked Octavia for her down to earth and polite mannerisms

Octavia never really partied with non royals before. Usually, it's basically fancy galas of Hell's royalty, with near endless champagne and caviar

However, within the assortment of paper plates, pot luck meals cooked by all the hires, and karaoke booths....

Octavia felt a new warm fuzzy feeling.

She's found herself a new real family amongst these non royals

And she likes it

Having the IMP office moving from Imp City to Desire City in Lust is definitely a big change, but it's done largely out of accommodating the huge number of new hires and also under protection of Ozzie ( especially considering the situation with Lucifer, Lilith and Charlie then )

Moxxie and Millie stayed in an apartment complex next to Blitzo, Stolas and Loona's, and their apartment complexes are below the new IMP offices

[lqveharrington]

Lucky King? | L.M.

summary: Lucifer takes pride in everything he has, especially his wife.

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x wife!reader

includes: fluff, lucifer being a sweet and attentive husband and father, suggestiveness, possessiveness, that’s pretty much it (let me know if i missed any!)

a/n: okay but like, i am on serious hazbin brain rot, i have written more for HH than any other fandom so far.

Being the embodiment of pride meant that Lucifer constantly flaunted everything to his fellow sins and his people. And being the King of Hell meant he had a lot to brag about. Especially his family. God, Lucifer loved his family and would do anything to talk about them in every conversation.

An overlord meeting about movie productions on VoxFlix? Add romantic comedies, they’re his wife and daughter’s favorite. Speaking with Beelzebub about her different alcoholic beverages? Make sure to make mojitos, they’re his wife and daughter’s favorite.

He took pride in who he married and who his daughter was. After all, they were the royal family of Hell.

“Mom, I think it’s as tight as it can go— MOM!” Charlie’s eyes flashed red as she squealed, grabbing your arm.

“Sorry!” You tilt your head back as you let a laugh fall from your lips. “I thought you said—“

“No no no no noooo!” She turned around, eyes wide. “I think I’m good.”

“I’m sorry, baby.” You kiss her cheek and adjust her crown.

Charlie beamed at you and traded places with you. “My turn!”

You hum as she tightens the corset around you, eyes flickering up toward the mirror when you hear the door creak open. “Hey, handsome.”

“Hi, my love.” He pressed a kiss to your hand and then one to Charlie’s forehead. “Hi, apple pie.” He watched his daughter tug on the strings attached to the corset, moving forward when it seemed like you were going to fall from the platform. “Charlie, what are you doing to your mother?”

“Pulling her corset tight—“ She grunted as she held the string in place, tying the back. “There.” You gave her a thumbs up as she finished, watching her glow at your silent praise.

“Gorgeous as always.” Lucifer stole you from your platform, the devil’s tail wrapping around your waist.

“You know? Vaggie is probably looking for me! I should leave…” Charlie let out an awkward laugh and fled for the door. “Text me when you need me for the entrance!”

Lucifer dipped you down, chuckling when you let out a noise of surprise. “You look breathtaking, my love. Maybe we should just skip the gala and do better activities right here—“

“Lucifer!” You lightly smack his chest, face flushed from his words. “You horny devil!”

“Says the queen of Hell.” He captured you in a quick kiss, red lipstick staining his lips. “Come on, Charlie can handle it on her own.” He squeezed your hips as you walked over to the vanity with his head resting on your bare shoulder.

You glance at your beloved with a soft look, “Luce, we didn’t coordinate a whole gala just to have our daughter host it herself.” You clip on a pair of earrings, the golden snake and apple shining through the light. “We also didn’t have these outfits made for us just for them to be wasted away on our bedroom floor.”

“I mean…” He nipped on your exposed shoulder, earning a gasp and glare. “They made you a maroon dress with a slit exposing your legs, my love.”

“Because it matches your maroon and black suit.” You turn in his arms and tug at his lapels. “Which I have to admit, kinda does it for me.”

He smirked as he slowly pushed you up against the vanity, “Yeah? Maybe we should ditch.”

“Nope.” Your hands clasped behind his neck, eyes widening when you feel one of his hands trail down to your exposed leg. “Luce…”

“You started this.” He slotted himself between your legs and continuously peppered kisses to your collarbone and neck, softly sucking. “You’re a tease.”

“Lucifer—“ Your protests were cut off with a quiet moan, but you quickly covered your mouth when hearing him chuckle. “Nope, we’re leaving now.”

Lucifer separated from you, a wide grin adorning his face as he scanned you. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, “Let’s go then, my love.”

You raised a brow but didn’t protest, letting him wrap his arm around your waist to guide you toward the ballroom. You both were quickly accompanied by your daughter as you made your way to the landing of the grand stairway.

The lights flashed off and the spotlight projected on the Morningstar family, the crowd’s voice hushed when spotting the monarchy. Lucifer gave a welcoming speech to the sinners, overlords, and sins who attended, making sure to mention his family and how they helped make the gala entirely possible. Final rounds of applause echoed through the ballroom as Lucifer finished off, letting everyone go back to their socialization and dancing.

“Mom,” Charlie caught you before you could follow Lucifer to greet his fellow sins. “Did you… Do you know why… You have bruises on your neck.” She finally mumbled out, eyes not meeting yours.

You felt yourself warm from embarrassment. Not only did your daughter tell you that you have hickeys on your neck, but you stood in the blinding lights with an audience staring at the three of you. No doubt photographers caught this and snapped photos for the internet. “Thank you for telling me, baby. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to murder your father.”

“Mom—“

You scanned the room before your gaze zeroed on Lucifer. He was laughing with Asmodeus before meeting your gaze and gave you a wink. Oh, he was going to pay.

“Lucifer.” You appear by his side. You give his fellow sin a quick smile but turn back to the little devil with a scowl. “Can I talk to you?”

“Of course.” He wrapped an arm around your waist. “It was nice catching up with you, Oz.”

You guided Lucifer back to a secluded hallway, eyes flashing bright red when you were alone. Within a blink of an eye, you had Lucifer pinned against the wall with your forearm.

“Do you know how embarrassing it is to know that I went out there with bruises all over my neck? Or, better yet, that our daughter was the one who told me what was on my neck?” You seethed. You were beyond embarrassed and pissed, you’re surprised you haven’t become a full demon yet.

“To be fair, it was more than just your neck—“

“LUCIFER!” You use your free hand to reach up your collarbone. The room felt ten times warmer, and it didn’t help that you felt Lucifer’s devil tail decided to wrap around your calf.

He remained pinned on the wall, giving you a cheeky grin. “This is really hot.”

“Oh, my god!” You release him with a glare. “There’s going to be photos everywhere! What will the public think about—“

“Lucky king?” He shrugged as he let his fingers trail up your waist, pulling you flush against him. “Listen, we’ll get rid of the photos. But is it really a crime to show off what’s mine?”

You grumble a small response, propping your head on his shoulder. “You’re crazy, Luce.”

“I love you too, beautiful.” He chuckled.

The photos never made it outside of Pride Manor, but the teasing you received from the other sins made you flush every time. Lucifer listened to each jeer, a smirk present on his face from the constant reminder that you were in fact his.

Especially when the bruises scattered around you spelled out his initials.

©lqveharrington - all rights reserved. do not copy, translate or share my work on other media platforms

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Hi! You hope you having a great day. I really love your works so I was curios if you could write something with Stolas x reader? What if instead of Stella he was forced to marry her sister who is her complete opposite (kind, caring, patient etc.) and actually likes Stolas? This poor man needs love

A/n: I agree! He 100% does also reading this info is so cute because now he found his mate for life

Not only do owls mate for life, but male barn owls pull out all the stops to impress their lady loves

Sidenote: Since you would be an avian demon! You can imagine the feathers be the color of your choice along with body.

It was a shock to you, finding out that you'd be marrying Stolas instead of your sister. That you would be the one to creat an heir for the Goetia Family. You were finally getting something that your sister wasn't.

You just prayed he wouldn't be as bad as your sister was.

"You look beautiful...by the way." Stolas stepped by your side. The wedding was slowly wrapping up, guests teetering out.

Shifting your body, you turned to face your now husband as you gave him a soft smile as your feathers puffed out. "Really?" That wasn't something you were used to hearing, not with all the insults your sister tossed at you.

Tipping his head to you, Stolas returned your smile doing his best to make you relax. You were a jittery little thing, cute to boot. He was surprised with how kind you were too, it wasn't something he was expecting. Clearing out his throat, Stolas shifted his body as he held out his talon for you to take.

"I noticed you were a little tense during our dance, I am not sure if it was me or all the guests watching us." He paused. "How about we try this again, just the two of us."

Looking up at him, you gave Stolas a soft smile as you stepped close taking hold of his talon as he pulled you close to his chest. "I'd love too."

A year, Stolas couldn't believe it has been a year since he has been married to you and yet he has never been happier. You were his mate, the one he was going to spend the rest of his life with and now you made him a father.

He never thought he would get this chance at happiness when he had heard he was in an arranged marriage, he couldn't help but worry that it was going to be Stella and then he saw you.

The moment he laid his eyes on you he fell in love, that he was going to spend the rest of his life with you. You were everything that he had wanted and more.

"You're staring again."

Your voice was soft, your hand on your growing belly as you shifted in the bed giving him a rather sleepy smile.

"You're beautiful." He whispered as he stood up caressing your cheek. "Thank you."

Laughing, you shook your head as you hid your face into one of the many pillows. "You don't have to thank me Stolas."

Letting out a hum, Stolas moved so he was now leaving behind you as he held you close to his chest, your eyes closing.

He knew it was true, he didn't have too but yet he couldn't help it because he did not think he could imagine a life without you.

[hazelfoureyes]

Aftercare?

it isn’t a part 2 to The Radio Demon fucks a Human Sacrifice (A Valentino Production) , its a side story. but if you haven’t read it this won’t make sense. Just a lovely little errand I imagine Alastor would take after the reader returned to earth. If your name is Sara and you haven’t read the story, this will sound like a threat. It’s not smut but its still gives me joy 🐴

⟢ part1♡̶sidestory♡̶part2♡̶part3♡̶part4 ⟣

Blitz spewed coffee over his horse figurines when Alastor rose from a shadow on his I.M.P. office floor.

“Holy fucking shit balls. Mr. Radio Demon, your excellen— your uh, your hi- your murde- murderessness? Murde-“

“Alastor. It’s a pleasure.”

“I would have prepared something or tidied up if I had KNOWN YOU WERE COMING, FOR FUCKS SAKE MOXIE!”

Moxie shook the coffee off of his phone, “Sir how could I have known he was coming before you did? I was with you the whole time! He travels by pools of shadow!”

“Moxie if I had a dick for every excuse you gave me I could finally fuck the daddy issues outta you.”

“That is… so inappropriate to say to someone,” Moxie winced. Alastor cleared his throat, giving his microphone a tap. “Oh! Sorry. What can we do for you?” Moxie couldn’t hide the tremble in his voice.

Blitz spoke first,“Not to be rude or anything Alasstor-“

Alastor’s eyelid twitched, “Alastor.”

“Yeah that’s what I said. We unalive living humans. The people not here.” Blitz gestured vaguely around. “Not really pride ring overlord shit.”

“Do you think,” the lights flickered, “I would travel all the way here,” Moxie covered his ears as the frazzled laughter of a broadcast studio audience buzzed around them, “if I wasn’t well aware of what you do?” 

Blitz scooped his horses into his arms and took cover under his desk, Alastor’s shadow bending over the top and down the wall, casting the room in darkness save two glowing red eyes. “I am— so fucking dumb. Just give us the deets and consider them dead!”

Alastor’s voice crackled from the darkness, “Her name is Sara.”

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[newtabfics]

can i request blitz with some maybe eating out demon y/n?

ayo i kinda went feral. mah b.

Heads up, bit of sadism on Blitz's part. He's degrading Y/N. Enjoy.

His tail flicked rapidly as she shuddered and tugged hard at the cuffs. He nibbled and sucked her clit, slobbering and moaning into her. He could feel her walls fluttering around his fingers as he pumped them faster.

"Blitz, fuck," Y/N moaned out, bucking her hips against his mouth.

He snarled as he flicked his tongue rapidly against her clit. Her body shined with sweat as she arched up, trying to ride his face through her orgasm.

"Oh fuck yeah, Baby," He growled into her. "Ride my fucking hand. Greedy fucking slut. Cum on my god damned fingers."

Y/N keened as he kept thrusting his fingers roughly, carving out her fifth orgasm. He thrust his tongue into her and moaned as he tasted the sweet nectar.

"That's it, Baby. Be my little bitch now and keep fucking coming."

[hazbinshusk]

coming home late to find blitzø passed out in your bed. you hadn't thought for a second that he'd stay after you'd gone, and surprise will register further when you realise he's dressed - in underwear and one of your t-shirts, his spines tearing holes along its back - that means he's woken, risen, and still decided to stay.

still, when you strip down and crawl back into bed beside him, you give him a wide berth. you're mindful that he likes his space, that what you have between you is just sex. mind blowing, eye rolling, amazing sex.

but he feels the mattress shift and compress with your weight as you settle and he groans, rolling into your side and wrapping an arm around your middle. blitzø nuzzles into your shoulder, tangles his legs with yours. his tail curls around your ankle.

and he mumbles, "fuckin' finally... thought you weren't comin' back."

[blitzwhore]

19, 46, or 49? Take your pick!

46. Worship

It has always come so naturally to kneel before him. To hand over the reins and give him all that you are. 

It feels no different now, even though everything has changed. You cradle his hand on your own, and his touch is still the gentlest you’ve ever known; the touch of a killer, a lover, a giver of life. You are at eye level, yet he is taller than the world, a blinding beacon of light; and as you give him the crystal, you hand over the fragile and fluttering thing that is your heart, too. 

It has always belonged to him, anyway. 

“I care,” you say, “very deeply for you,” and you hope it can convey all you really feel. The love, the fear; the boundless, immeasurable devotion that you feel towards the man that stands before you. Would you be my partner? is what you silently ask him as you look into his eyes and finally say everything you’ve needed him to know. Would you be my equal? Would you take me—all of me, even the parts I myself cannot bear to hold? 

Would you love me?

Would you stay? 

[thatstonedwriter]

Never Again

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Content; polyam fizz/Ozzie/reader, mentions of severe injury, blood, romantic relationships, gender neutral, no pronouns

• No specific scene or episode is mentioned, only the aftermath and care reader would receive •

A/N- angst. Sweet, sweet angst. Thank you for the prompt! I made these into drabbles instead of headcanons so I could properly address these topics. I hope that's alright. Please let me know if you have any critiques on how to handle these themes. <3

Feat; Fizzarolli x Ozzie, Stolas, Blitz

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Everything stops- there's no air. What did you do? Why aren't you moving? You're like this because you were making sure they didn't get hurt. Its their fault, they know they have to do.. Something, but..

Fizzarolli doesn't know what to do, and has frozen in place. Asmodeus is the first to act, immediately picking you and Fizz up and carrying you to the nearest hospital, where you're treated for various injuries. Deep cuts that required stitches, broken bones, and blood. So much that it was difficult to tell whose it was. With how slow the Hospitals in Sloth are, Fizz and Ozzie quickly get frustrated and demand updates. They don't leave the hospital. They barely leave the room to get food. Instead, they settle on whatever is in the vending machine across the hall. Constant fussing and "Never do that again," "You're like this because of us," and similar guilt ridden confessions bombard you. The second you're cleared to leave, the three of you practically teleport back home, where you're not allowed to do anything. Fizz stays with you all the time, watching movies, snuggling in bed, and helping you stay clean and hydrated. Meanwhile, Ozzie cooks and cleans, and if there's any reason he has to leave, he assigns several security guards to ensure neither you, nor Fizz, have to go through something like that ever again.

The words he wants to scream are stuck in his throat until, finally, Stolas manages to yell for help, scrambling to hold and examine you, despite his condition. He's mumbling "why'd you do this," and gently running his hands along your face until help arrives. He's following you as closely as they'd allow him. Your injuries, he's told, need a lot of attention, even some surgery. And once again, the distressing news paired with no urgency made him want to scream. Once you're stable, he's there with your favorite foods, pillows, and bouquets of those lil carnivorous plants. He apologizes profusely, insisting its all his fault and he should've never allowed it to happen. After a lot of reassurance, he finally seceded. Once he brings you home, you have several members of Stolas' staff tending to your every need. If you're in a stable enough condition, Stolas clings to you, only letting go (begrudgingly) if you have to use the bathroom, do physical therapy, etc. You'll watch the Hella-Novelas he's obsessed with, he'll read to you, and helps you take your meds or change bandages. Seeing your injuries, the gravity of it hits him.. how close he was to losing you forever.

Blitz goes numb. This was too familiar. Someone was hurt because of him. His- you.. Were hurt because of him. He's by your side. He didn't remember moving, but he's here and scanning your injuries. He rips his coat, using it to wrap your wounds. He's trying to clean off the blood, but there's no way he can do this alone. he can't save you- not himself. He grabs his phone to call for help- "SATAN'S ASSCRACK, GET HERE FASTER! FUCK!!" from there, It's all a blur. He doesn't remember moving or speaking. Only seeing you be rushed into surgery. Sitting in the waiting room. Sitting by your side. The only thing keeping him sane was the steady beep of the heart monitor. You're still here. He's sure once you're awake, you'll kick him out, say you never want to see him again. He didn't realize he was crying until he hears your voice. It just makes him cry harder. He wanted to run. He didn't want to face another failed relationship. Luckily, he stayed long enough to actually listen to you, and while he still feels guilty, he's so grateful that you don't hate him. And right now, he can breathe easier knowing he can still be in your life. Your recovery process is an excuse (as if he needs one) for him to "drop by" and keep you company. This turns to sleep overs, and watching movies late night, and laughing together until you can't breathe. He'll never take this for granted again.

[the-lone-reader]

Stolas and Blitz are together and things are working out. They have their issues, their ups and downs, as all couples do. They don’t expect things to be perfect, and they’re willing to try and make this work.

Then, they get into a fight. It’s not their first fight, or even their worst. But Blitzø has been on edge all day, looking like he’s ready for a fight. He says something particularly outrageous, and Stolas whirls on him, gesturing dramatically as he vents, and Blitzø–

He flinches. Stolas immediately draws back, blinking in surprise. Both of them seem to realize what happened at the same time, and Blitzø immediately bristles and gathers himself to his full height. He yells, spittle flying from his bared teeth, tail lashing and shoulders trembling. A door slams and Stolas is alone.

The thoughts come too quickly and yet everything is too quiet. Breaths short and shallow, when Stolas finally manages to regain control of his limbs he goes straight to the side of his bed as if on autopilot, shakily pulls out one of the bottles of absinthe he keeps hidden by his bed, and downs it. Time passes at a distance, and eventually cold tears dampen Stolas’ feathers.

He’s not like her. He’s not. He’s not.

He would never – Blitzø knows he would never – He must know…He wouldn’t. He’s not like her. He’s not.

He’s not.

[mothmansbanker]

Bad ideas lead to more bad ideas

Mammon x Imp!reader drabble

You only meant it as a little joke, just a little tease. You didn’t REALLY mean to rile him up during a business meeting. The sin of Greed didn’t take it that way, he ignored your hushed whispers of apologies spewing from your lips 

    Instead his lower set of arms were wrapped around your smaller stature, gloved claws digging into your thighs with a waiting warning. He let out visible hot breaths that tickled the top of your head and neck, the steam rolling off of you as you sat there on his lap during the mundane meeting of the green jester and the other sins. 

The talking was long and drag, making you squeeze your thighs even closer together as one hand dug its claws into your thigh while the other had your tail coiled around a finger, tugging slightly and sending shivering shocks up the base of your extra appendage and up your spine. You were trying fairly hard, to stay focused and calm your breathing, yet every second felt longer, every minute turning into a slow dragging hour as the sins touch tugged and sunk his claws into you, his breathing fanning your smaller body. 

            Finally as the last hour was up and the others were leaving you went to go get up, only making it two steps before green thick smog was rolling amongst the floor and through your legs as you stood there nervously. A golden spider like leg clinking against the floor near your body, digging into the tile as a deep growl resonated through your chest, yet it came from behind you…turning you saw his entire size. His face near yours, all glowing green eyes narrowed on you as he huffed out a puff of smoke. 

              “Now where the fuck you think you’re goin’?~”  

   You were through. Feeling his breath tingle your neck and face as an army wrapped around you and dragged you closer like a ragdoll.

Should i make this into an actual thing?

[velvet-games]

stolitz drabble based on an au I'm thinking about ...

Blitzø settled himself on top of Stolas’ stomach, stretching his arms out over his head before he got to work. 

“You’re beautiful,” Stolas murmured, so quiet Blitzø almost missed it. Stolas’ eyes widened a fraction, as if he hadn’t meant to say it out loud. Like he’d surprised even himself with the thought.

Blitzø raised a brow. “What?” 

“I said you’re beautiful,” Stolas repeated, louder this time. “Like a lily dipped in lamb’s blood.” He brushed a thumb over Blitzø’s hipbone, tender as a feather. 

Blitzø huffed, too baffled by the comment to really be irritated. “Whatever you say, Feathers.”

[luckyspot]

That feeling when you have an idea for a story where Stolas is close friends with Angel Dust and Blitzo hears him call, asking for "his usual", to which Angel is heard squealing in joy and remarking he'll "get the bed ready".

Stolas sneaks away after hours to which Blitzo follows him, wondering if Stolas is regretting trying to protect him.

Charlie welcomes Stolas to the hotel and shows him up (with Stolas asking if she would join them only for to decline) and he walks up to Angel's room.

Scales the building and sees Husk entering Angel's room with a tray and "fancy-ass lotion and sh*t" and Blitzo barges in gun blazing...

Only to see Stolas and Angel laid out on a pallet of blankets in lounge wear, Angel comforting Stolas and Husk chiming in best he can.

(Including Husk talking with Blitzo and the two of them bonding over their respective Bottoms and some heavy duty drinks.)

You want to write all that...but you're scared of writing the characters OOC....

[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n: I apologize if this sucks? i am just not in the best of moods right now. I went off and did my own thing so it's not like the ep, im just not feeling the best.

You didn't belong in hell, that is what Blitzø kept telling you when you were dating anyways but then that all went to shit the moment you found out the supposed love of your life cheated on you. It hurt, you've never experienced heart break before so it felt like a knife to your gut, it felt worse than your fall from heaven.

You didn't understand, you thought you were a good girlfriend. You did everything he liked so why did he do it? It never crossed your mind that you would find happiness again that was until you stumbled into on Verosika Mayday. It was strange, like your eyes were opened up for the first time, that you could finally see.

She made you feel special, she made you feel loved and not once did you ever doubt her feelings for you like you did for Blitzø. It was bliss until your ed decided to show his stupid face to your apartment though you couldn't have been more grateful that Verosika answered the door instead of you.

"Whore?! Why the fuck are you here?" Blitzø wasn't expecting to see his ex clad in nothing but a towel in his other ex's house.

"I live here...what the fuck do you want?" Eyeing the imp, she started to wonder why she was ever with him.

"You...live here...with my little angel." Since when were you into women?

Verosika scoffed turning her head away. "The last time I checked she isn't your anything...you were the prick that broke her heart."

"Well" Blitzø wasn't so sure what to say that, she was right and he did not like that what he did was pointed so blatantly. He had hoped to snag you away, to make someone jealous but finding out that you were actually happy....he did not like that.

It was your voice that broke through his train of thoughts and he was suddenly wondering why he cheated on you in the first placed when you were the one that treated him so well. He hated seeing that loving gaze in your eyes, the one that you gave Verosika the one that you gaze him.

"Push away anyone who gets too close. I learned that from you, fuckwad....and she learned it from you too." Verosika narrowed her eyes as she hugged you closer to her side. "Now fuck off."

[al1fers-haven]

What do you think about Adam and Mammon smitten with a darling sinner?

Maybe she has a contract with mammon so he's close to her but Adam only came to know about her when Charlie pulled her as a perfect example of a redeeming sinner in the meeting in heaven

Imagine getting the attention of both pricks right

This is going to be in headcannons because I wouldn't know how to start this, I hate mammon but ADAM? Anything with him I will gladly do. (Still a wonderful idea though :) )

When Charlie had thrown you up on that big ol orb inside of the council to say Adam was a bit baffled was an understatement

Lute totally had to hit his shoulder to get him to refocus...

you were a sinner who was allowed outside of the ring surprisingly, probably against Lucifer's wishes but you did have a contract with the big clown guy. Who was practically all over you.

you had a close-knit relationship with Mammon, both loving and hating the attention he gave you as his 'little sinner star', treating you more like a prized possession than anything else but it was good enough for you to realize he was probably flirting

He wasn't good at it, constantly belittling you as a pick-up line? It was a bit awful.

you probably work as a clown, or something celebrity-like. Maybe a singer or something?

He works you to the bone, but then he takes you out for dinner at his place and coos down at you like you are a baby.

Adam is definitely a little confused on how someone so pretty is in hell, usually the people he sees that are hellborns are either ugly or not his type but it seems you fit both of those categories.

Now...you were a sinner so he had to be careful IF he was going to see you, but since you are outside of the ring Lucfer has been letting them in, he can't really visit like he wants to.

Totally started gushing about you to lute , she just has to sit there and deal with it.

I don't see you really being able or wanting to date him straight away if ya met...but he would try his best.

Adam is a very simple man, wanting nothing lavish or something like that.

But you were lavish, you lived lavishly, you had people at your beck and call and you did NOT need him like he thought.

You actually insulted him a couple times, he's not a very charming person. (Or smart..)

He slowly started to come around more despite not being allowed to and watched a couple of your shows,

totally grumbles whenever mammon gets all over you, touching ya however he wants? Thats stupid.

totally called himself the dickmeister whenever you denied him the first time.

after awhile though you slowly got used to him and his loud personality, actually letting it calm you.

MAMMON WAS NOT HAPPY. adam and mammon fighting was...awful. Literally awful, they both act kind of similar and even then they can't really fight one another or it'll start a war, so the passive-aggressive comments are enough for now.

Adam took you on a date to somewhere stupid, and it turns out mammon runs a lot of the restaurants within your price range..

Mammon tried keeping you away from the egotistical angel but it wasn't inside of the contract that he could prevent you from seeing people, so he sadly let you go and do whatever.

didn't mean his pampering of you stopped though lol (Im making a part two of this soon if you would like lol,)

[self-indulgent-devils]

Mammon x a fat reader honestly. Like I feel like he does not give a shit about body size at all. Not only is basically EVERYONE smaller than him aside from the other sins that CAN match his size (if they wanted or needed to), but he also just doesn't really care about looks at all.

His main love and motive is obviously money. And probably himself. Very egotistical. So if he ever found himself loving someone or caring about them, he doesn't care about size. He only told Fizz to slim down because that's what was preferred in the orders for Robo Fizzes he was getting, not cause he actually cares what size Fizz was. So he probably wouldn't care about the size of his partner. Besides, as I said, nearly everyone is smaller than him anyway. Even a super fat reader would be small compared to him.

He doesn't care about weight or size at all when it comes to partners. So if he found he was unable to stop thinking about this fat demon he had seen recently, he would only come to be obsessed with your size. With how little he comes to love others, he would obsess over every aspect of you. Whether it was your size, your hair, your demon form as a sinner or hellborn or whatever. Just everything about you will be perfect to him.

He would be caught in a weird place of jealousy. He would LOVE to capitalize off of you (and your guys' relationship if he gets that far), but he would also be insanely jealous if anyone fell in love with you. Especially if you had a creepy fan like Fizz had that harassed you. And he wouldn't think about the negativity you could receive at first because he doesn't even pay attention to it. But the second he sees you upset or angry or crying because of what someone said about you, you better believe he's going to be mad. Not only at them for making you upset, but also at the situation together. He's not the best with understanding or caring for others so even if he's comforting you, he's still frustrated he can't just magically make you feel better because HE loves you and you're way better than them anyway since you're dating a sin.

Especially if it was comments about your weight and especially if you're sensitive at all about it, he will not understand why him finding you fucking hot isn't enough to magically make you feel better.

Every complaint and struggle of being fat, he will perfectly accommodate. Clothes shopping is impossible with sizes being sold out or not having cute clothes? Entirely custom clothes because he says so, including ones that feature him or his logo. Feeling insecure about eating because people can't let fat people enjoy anything? He's gonna eat like a slob and prove that it doesn't fucking matter. But if that doesn't work then he's going to let you be alone with him and eat to be more comfortable if it'll help. He may not understand, but he can still come up with a solution. Hating to see yourself flabby and fatty cause even if you don't mind it, sometimes it DOES get to you if you're insecure about it? He's going to squeeze and kiss and love on that fat absolutely. Cause this body is the body that he absolutely loves. Feeling upset at no real good fat roles for either yourself (if you're an actor or something like that) or for just representation at all? Mammon will ensure that you get included into roles and even other fat people if you request it, will run fat positivity campaigns, and will make sure people hire fat actors that aren't just fat jokes or stereotypes. He doesn't care about fatphobia cause he's too busy being rich, but if it hurts the one he loves then he's gonna do what he can to make it better. (Especially since it'll make him look good and earn him money too.)

If you let him, he will absolutely market the shit out of you and make you famous, just like Fizz. But he's more likely to listen to your restraints and reservations if you don't want to do anything since he knows that he is weak for you, as annoying as it may be. You're the only one he will accept a "No" from.

If anyone mocks him for dating someone fat, he's going to just give them a look. Because have you seen him? He's SO fat and it doesn't matter if he dates someone fat or not. What matters is that you're his little sugar baby now and he's going to spoil you. You've caught his attention and somehow managed to get him to think about something other than money, the good life, and himself so he's going to defend the shit out of you. He can do whatever he wants anyway and not face any consequences so he won't give a shit if he has to defend you. He has an army of "yes man" fans that worship him.

If you're insecure about your body or being fat (esp if you've just gained weight or something), he's going to keep showering you with compliments until you believe it. Even if it's half assed or lacking any sort of politeness because it's him, he's gonna make sure you know that he fucking adores you and you're bloody amazing. And that he could get anyone if he wanted to, he's MAMMON. But he wants you and he loves you the way you are.

I'm out of ideas now, but this was fun to write. I'm fat and love writing x fat reader stuff. This was so fun to write and very self indulgent haha.

[itsyagurlchip]

just a lil drabble of gen z reader in the hellaverse

*for context reader is a fem gn and 17-20 yrs old but looks like a child due to their behavior and height*

"lady why do you have rice in ur tits?" the child asks, trying not to giggle at your silliness.

"MIND YO DAMN BUSINESS" You trip the child, speeding away before the mother could catch you.

-

"Guys i think Charlie is a lightskin" You sob, as you painstakingly scoop another solid colored blob of white mashed potatoes in your mouth.

"What makes you say that?"

"I never seen her touch anything other than salt and pepper and its been pissing me off" You shake your head sadly, still on the brink of tears.

"The King of Hell is literally one of the best chefs tho?"

"EXACTLY" For the rest of the night you sat in thought, banging a fist on the table at each taste of your food.

-

"THAT'S AN ICK BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THAT SHOULD BE TAKING HIS BREATH AWAY IS YOU" You were listening to Rosie's new podcast, called 'Alpha Widows', nodding along to every statement she made.

The woman was truly in the prime.

-

"Yo Loona!" You called, biting your lip.

"What." She gritted between her teeth.

"No need to get all foxy~ Whatcho cute ass doin out here?" You said flirtingly, walking slowly with your arms crossed.

She preceded to kick you in your knees, only huffing at the cries you made