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Omgggggmgmgjyjr I love this so much he’s so cute omg…

Bby Stolas is checking in on you all!! ♡

He says "Drink some water and take your meds if you need to!"☆

🦋 Blsky || ☕️ ko-fi

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I realllllllllly love the view where he’s looking at the camera 🥵🥵🥵. Now, granted, to your point, I don’t know the dialogue or context but! I feel from an art-analysis perspective, it really cements a strong sensual connection between viewer and viewee when he’s staring right at us. 🥰🥰🥰 (tho I’m unashamedly biased when it comes to my owl boi ;) lol

I don’t have a WIP I can share on Tumblr because it’s a little spicy! But if you check out my Bluesky (@markwavelength.bsky.social) you can see it :) it’s a piece inspired from one of @stolitzsings ‘s fanfics called ‘balancing act’ . The only one who has seen this so far has been @larryisnotagirl and @stolitzsings themselves. I never got around to finishing it, always felt it was missing something.

Thanks for the tag @fuzzandfeathers ! 😊😊😊 I think I’m gonna tag @blitzwhore , @neurospiczzzziee and @tealvenetianmask if you have anything you want to share! :)

WIP Wednesday!!! I had plans to show something completely different but there's a small Stolas piece I'm working on that I was really struggling on the color test with and it recently came together in a way I like, so I wanted to share a peek at that instead!

I'm not 100% settled on it, but I feel like I'm headed in the right direction! At the moment, his expression feels a bit too much on the melancholy side - the vibe I'm going for is shy and uncertain, but in a kinda flirty way 🤔 (think "post-Sinsmas and they aren't fucking yet but they clearly want to be" vibes) Though a lot of the context is missing since I'm not showing you the pose or what he's saying - sorry! 😂 Actually, I'm not sure what I like better, Stolas kinda shyly glancing away from the 'camera' like above or:

Stolas looking at the 'camera' head-on! I think this is a nice vibe too, but it doesn't really make sense given their height difference and I'm worried it loses the 'shyness' completely 😂 If you think one looks better, lemme know! No guarantees how it'll end up, but I'm curious! This week I'll tag @anemicjellyfish @stolitzsings and @theradiodaemon !!! Feel free to show something if you'd like!!!

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finished !

(NO COMMISSIONS)

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Alright! I heard all of you lol I went and coloured them! Wasn’t planning on it as they were just quick drawings but I’m glad I put some time to add a little more detail and colour it!

Full colour realization of Amir, Blake and Christian’s Helluva Boss panel crash at Galaxy Con. Go see the video if you haven’t already! 😊

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Had to do this quick drawing after seeing Amir, Blake and Christian’s panel crash at galaxy con lol :)

Pencil/Ink :)

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After ten straight days of 10hr work days I finally sat down and finished this piece! :)

Inspired by the story: ‘You’re perfect (and everything in between too!)’ by @blitzwhore . This scene has made me laugh since @larryisnotagirl read it out loud to me lol.

Poor Stolas is trying so hard to play it off like he didn’t just order the spiciest thing on the menu and Blitz is just sitting here totally smitten regardless.

I’m working on getting better at realizing backgrounds in my digital art as it’s never been something I’ve delved into but this piece definitely needed!

Please go read the story and support BlitzWhore as an author!

Click here for story:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59368720/chapters/151410376

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Fjrhavdjskaja I can’t get over how unbearably beautiful these two are.. seriously.

** Permission to post it was granted by the artist Do not repost/edit the art without permission Please, support the artist on their pages too **

Artist : 0Nonie2 (twitter / IG)

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Hello! I decided to share a little more of my first fanfic- I have been re-writing the entire first chapter because I wasn’t happy with how it turned out originally. Hey, that’s why it’s a WIP, right?

This is part of the beginning of the chapter. The story focuses on Blitzø’s interactions with my OC Matilda, who plays a big role in his post-fire, pre-IMP life.

My writing still feels a little rough, but I feel like I’m learning a lot during this process ❤️

HUGE shout out to @neurospiczzzziee for helping me come up with the emoji story for the flyer Blitzø finds and to @theradiodaemon for tagging me and supporting/encouraging me as I write this 🤭

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Blitzø had quickly discovered that outside of the circus, being able to read even a little bit went a long way in helping a person navigate the world. He got by doing most of his business verbally or relying on pictures and other visual clues to figure out the world around him. Luckily menus have pictures, phones have emojis and stores have logos. It was enough for now.

But what then? If he can’t figure this shit out, he might as well give up on his business idea. You can’t find employees, communicate with potential customers or even advertise without being able to read. It was hopeless though. He can’t afford school, he can’t afford to buy books and he certainly isn’t friends with any fancy Goetians. Well not really. One time his old man sent him to rob a Goetian palace under the guise of being a playmate for the weird lonely kid that lived there. That kid had a room full of books that he was eager to share with him. Blitzø let himself smile briefly at that memory. The owl had called him his friend that day, but he doubted that statement carried much weight nearly 10 years later. Surely the kid had forgotten about him by now.

As he sat there lost in the memory of that strange day, he rubbed his hand on his horn absentmindedly and realized there was a piece of paper stuck to it. Some flyer from the pole he had just rammed his head into it seemed. Blitzø started to crumple it up intending to toss it away when something caught his eye. The flyer was wordless, just a series of large emojis and a phone number printed several times vertically along the bottom on little tear away strips. Blitzø spent a minute trying to understand what it was saying. It was a welcome distraction from the pain in his skull and the needy rumbling of his stomach.

📕😵‍💫 ➕ 👩‍🏫📚🔠🟰📖😁

“Book and confused… plus teacher, abcd, and books equals happy book?” he puzzled out loud. “What the fuck does that mean?”

He was turning the emoji’s over in his head a few times when it struck him. This flyer has no words! Could it be…? If this flyer was targeted towards someone who couldn’t read then maybe…

“Holy fuckin’ Moses, there is a God!!” Blitzø shouted to no one in particular as he jumped up from the curb to pull his phone out of his pocket. He quickly saved the phone number on the flyer in his contacts. Unless he was way off (which was always possible) this flyer could be the answer to at least one of Blitzø’s many problems.

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Thank you for reading! I don’t have anyone to tag specifically, but if you have something to share, please do 🥰🥰

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Thanks for the tag, @fuzzandfeathers and @theradiodaemon !

No doodles this time for me, so have one of my favorite excerpts from my WIP fanfic. It's over 9k words now. I've been sick & down for the count for a couple days, but I'm getting back to it now that I'm upright. I debated between if I post angst from it or some more cunty Stolas. Cunty Stolas won out. He's just too much fun to write. 🤣 There are parts of this I still want to edit, but for now, here we go!

I've already posted about it before, but for context: the fanfic's theme is "Cash comes to IMP trying to guilt Blitzø into giving money, IMP finds a way to legally tell him to ✨ get fucked. ✨" --------------------------------------------------------------

“Who the fuck do you think you are?!” Cash's claws dug into the furniture. Now Blitzø was the one standing up on his chair, just in case his dad tried to leap across the desk at Stolas. “This is between me and Blitzo – I told you, you're not getting shit from me!”

“Oh, of course not,” Stolas pulled the paper back, resting his hand over it so Cash couldn't tear it up. “These are Blitzø's finances, of course, as well as his business. It's entirely up to him what direction he pursues. If you're concerned about the potential results of this statement, there's a chance he could be generous enough to, perhaps, reject your invoice request, thereby nullifying the whole thing. But if not? Well, it seemed only fair to alert you to the potential repercussions of your blatant attempts at extortion. Based on this pile of counter-evidence, you've racked up enough missteps for us to create a new, personal Ring of Hell for you and name it Litigation.”

“Is that a fuckin' threat?”

“It's simply an indication of the likely outcome, based on his company's evaluation.” Stolas flattened the small feathers around his facial disc; Blitzø could feel the sarcastic smile radiating from him. “Of course, Blitzø is welcome to choose as he pleases, but from his employees' standpoint, we've found enough counter-charges to advise against any settlement out of court. If you disagree and wish to press further, plan on retaining a lawyer.”

The lanky secretary bent forward over the desk to meet Cash's eye level. His back hunched, feathers flicked out aggressively from his slim frame. “But of course, in that pursuit, do understand that your claims would be overwhelmed by the multiple legal violations you'd have to admit to in the process.” Fucking Christ on stick, that back view pulled Blitzø straight out of his confused stupor. That tone, his posture: an excited shiver threatened to crawl up his lower back. If only he could see Stolas' face at the same time. He sounded territorial, challenging - even predatory in a 'too hot to think about now, definitely think about later' way.

“AND, need I remind you,” the owl continued, “you'd be attempting legal pursuit against not only your own child, but the only imp in history to have survived a death sentence from Satan himself. Do you think the public – and the court – might not consider that? Do you think you'd stand a chance of winning with your years-old complaints and lack of substantiating paperwork?” His head quirked sideways again. “Personally, I'd say your odds are rather fucked.”

“You think you can just tell me what to do?!”

Loona crossed her arms confidently. “Right now? Yeah, he can. And he's telling you to to suck a dick.”

Stolas' shoulders hunched in a very specific way - he was holding back a laugh. “Yes, thank you. I believe that's an accurate statement. After reviewing the initial invoice against our own calculations, our official conclusion is for you to suck a dick: preferably an unpleasant one.”

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@stolitzsings thanks for the tag! I’m only going to share a verrrry small part of my WIP because I don’t want to spoil the surprise when I finish it 😊. It’s a piece I’m working on for one of @blitzwhore ‘s fics!

Tagging @larryisnotagirl , @neurospiczzzziee and @caldella if you have anything you want to share! 😊😊😊😎

Happy WIP Wednesday! I am once again thinking about my post-Sinsmas tender birdpuss eating smut fic 🥺

He allowed himself a moment to nuzzle into the pale plumage, letting a soft whine escape his throat as Stolas's feathers seemed to welcome him home. Face still buried in them, he pressed a kiss to the center of Stolas’s chest. Then, encouraged by the falter in Stolas’s breath, he moved down a little and kissed him again, and again... He trailed down the length of Stolas’s torso, feeling the bird tremble underneath him as he moved lower and lower. Now, sitting between Stolas's legs, Blitz's lips brushed against the waistband of Stolas’s sweatpants, and he paused. “You still with me, pretty bird?” He looked up at Stolas, noted the way his chest was heaving now. His eyes were hooded, but focused; in fact, they were zeroed-in on the place where Blitz’s mouth had brushed against his pants. “I'm with you,” he breathed. Blitz felt a soft smile turn up the corners of his mouth. “You want me to keep going?” “Please.” Fuck, Blitz could hardly believe this was real. He had been so sure, just a few months ago, that he would never touch Stolas like this again. That Stolas would never want him to. Shit, for months before that, he'd thought Stolas would never want anything to do with him outside of rough, kinky, admittedly incredible sex. But here they were, and Stolas cared about him, and being gentle didn't feel so impossible now. In fact, it felt…amazing. He delicately hooked his fingers around Stolas’s waistband and slipped the pants down a few inches, exposing the delicate lines of his hip bones. With just one look Blitz felt his pulse racing through his chest and between his legs. He thumbed at Stolas’s hips, traced the gentle V-shape that disappeared into his underwear. Stolas whimpered again. “Take them off,” he murmured.

Tagging @blitzwhore, @tealvenetianmask, and @theradiodaemon if y'all feel like sharing!

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I haven’t decided how I want to finish it yet, but my mini-Perler Grimoire is basically done!!!! I just need to glue it together now.

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Hey y’all, inspired by @neurospiczzzziee I spent about 10 minutes watching THAT scene in Truth Seekers at .25 speed for *reasons* and at the request of @tealvenetianmask I would like to share the fruit of my labour. For posterity. Enjoy!

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It is once again crying hours over the fact that Stolas spent his whole adult life assuming he would have to live a dark and joyless existence, and just stay as quiet and compliant as possible until he was no longer needed by his daughter, and then he could silently disappear forever so he'd never be in the way again.

... And then Blitz just burst right into his life and plunged him into light and hope and joy and fun and sex and love and youth. And though their path was messy and rocky, to this day Blitz is still doing that, still not letting Stolas fade away into nothingness, still showing Stolas that his story isn't over, that it is only just beginning, and that he is loved, and needed, and cherished, and worth fighting for.

Yup. Here come the tears.

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You know I will actually

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My gay pride Vassago shirt arrived just a few hours ago, currently wearing it right now as I type this and I gotta say I'm loving it! I finally have a shirt that truly represents my gay ass self, and in plenty of time for this pride month as well!

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what a view… and the stars are nice too 💫

Don’t use without permission, don’t repost, please. Ok to reblog! Thank you! 💛

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Helluva Boss as textposts part 56/?

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