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MASTERPOST UPDATED LAST: [ 10/5/23 ]

...though its not my best its ok i just really felt like doodling it lmao

Happy Pride, will probably do more pride stuff just don't hold me to it cuz executive dysfunction mixed with other deadlines just isn't friendly to me lol

His mouth pursed, trying not to immediately jump to thoughts of panic. It could just be that he got distracted or too drunk and stopped posting, but after the feeling he had… He was struggling. Just as he was about to call or text the group, or even run down himself, a text popped through on his phone. It was from Millie: Something happened, we’re coming home. Will explain when we get there. Stolas trilled in worry, standing up and not paying attention as his book fell to the floor. What? Please explain a bit now! Worried warbles rolled in his throat when the text was left unread. What happened? Why weren’t the others explaining before coming back? Or even giving him a call? He kept the phone held tight in his hands, pacing like a caged animal. Thankfully it didn’t take too terribly long for the group to arrive- after all they had the asmodean crystal. When the group stepped through, Moxxie readjusted Blitz’s arm on his shoulder, groaning from the effort of supporting someone bigger than him. Well, probably due to his head rather than his size- Blitz was top heavy and Stolas knew that from experience you had to hold him at a certain angle to prevent him from toppling if most of his weight wasn’t being supported by his own legs. Millie rubbed the imp’s back as the portal closed, worry written all over her face as she looked up at the owl.

Happy pride! Releasing a day early for you, despite the subjects not aligning lol more under the cut! check out the entire series from the start here.

Do not edit, reupload or use in AI! Thanks 💕😊✨

After all, blitz may be my baby, but someone else needs some comfort too. Glad I’ll be able to release this one this month at such an appropriate time

His mouth pursed, trying not to immediately jump to thoughts of panic. It could just be that he got distracted or too drunk and stopped posting, but after the feeling he had… He was struggling. Just as he was about to call or text the group, or even run down himself, a text popped through on his phone. It was from Millie: Something happened, we’re coming home. Will explain when we get there. Stolas trilled in worry, standing up and not paying attention as his book fell to the floor. What? Please explain a bit now! Worried warbles rolled in his throat when the text was left unread. What happened? Why weren’t the others explaining before coming back? Or even giving him a call? He kept the phone held tight in his hands, pacing like a caged animal. Thankfully it didn’t take too terribly long for the group to arrive- after all they had the asmodean crystal. When the group stepped through, Moxxie readjusted Blitz’s arm on his shoulder, groaning from the effort of supporting someone bigger than him. Well, probably due to his head rather than his size- Blitz was top heavy and Stolas knew that from experience you had to hold him at a certain angle to prevent him from toppling if most of his weight wasn’t being supported by his own legs. Millie rubbed the imp’s back as the portal closed, worry written all over her face as she looked up at the owl.

Happy pride! Releasing a day early for you, despite the subjects not aligning lol more under the cut! check out the entire series from the start here.

Do not edit, reupload or use in AI! Thanks 💕😊✨

His mouth pursed, trying not to immediately jump to thoughts of panic. It could just be that he got distracted or too drunk and stopped posting, but after the feeling he had… He was struggling. Just as he was about to call or text the group, or even run down himself, a text popped through on his phone. It was from Millie: Something happened, we’re coming home. Will explain when we get there. Stolas trilled in worry, standing up and not paying attention as his book fell to the floor. What? Please explain a bit now! Worried warbles rolled in his throat when the text was left unread. What happened? Why weren’t the others explaining before coming back? Or even giving him a call? He kept the phone held tight in his hands, pacing like a caged animal. Thankfully it didn’t take too terribly long for the group to arrive- after all they had the asmodean crystal. When the group stepped through, Moxxie readjusted Blitz’s arm on his shoulder, groaning from the effort of supporting someone bigger than him. Well, probably due to his head rather than his size- Blitz was top heavy and Stolas knew that from experience you had to hold him at a certain angle to prevent him from toppling if most of his weight wasn’t being supported by his own legs. Millie rubbed the imp’s back as the portal closed, worry written all over her face as she looked up at the owl.

Happy pride! Releasing a day early for you, despite the subjects not aligning lol more under the cut! check out the entire series from the start here.

Do not edit, reupload or use in AI! Thanks 💕😊✨

His mouth pursed, trying not to immediately jump to thoughts of panic. It could just be that he got distracted or too drunk and stopped posting, but after the feeling he had… He was struggling. Just as he was about to call or text the group, or even run down himself, a text popped through on his phone. It was from Millie: Something happened, we’re coming home. Will explain when we get there. Stolas trilled in worry, standing up and not paying attention as his book fell to the floor. What? Please explain a bit now! Worried warbles rolled in his throat when the text was left unread. What happened? Why weren’t the others explaining before coming back? Or even giving him a call? He kept the phone held tight in his hands, pacing like a caged animal. Thankfully it didn’t take too terribly long for the group to arrive- after all they had the asmodean crystal. When the group stepped through, Moxxie readjusted Blitz’s arm on his shoulder, groaning from the effort of supporting someone bigger than him. Well, probably due to his head rather than his size- Blitz was top heavy and Stolas knew that from experience you had to hold him at a certain angle to prevent him from toppling if most of his weight wasn’t being supported by his own legs. Millie rubbed the imp’s back as the portal closed, worry written all over her face as she looked up at the owl.

Happy pride! Releasing a day early for you, despite the subjects not aligning lol more under the cut! check out the entire series from the start here.

Do not edit, reupload or use in AI! Thanks 💕😊✨

Helluva Fan Season 2.5 Ch. 6 (9/10)

Chapter completed on pa🌲on

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i refuse to elaborate ✨✍️💖

A series that starts and ends with Blitz and his trauma, and the problems he has to fight in the midst of facing that terror.

Blitz felt his body stiffen, irises shaking. “But I did deserve…” his chest made small, sudden movements as he couldn’t control his breathing anymore. “I was the reason- my mom- i..” he curled in on himself, shoulders shaking when his eyes overflowed from the sudden release of years of pain. “Stolas, she died, she died because of an accident I caused! Everyone I meet turns out worse, even my sister hates me and rightfully so! I’m so fucking scared I'm gonna ruin you too-” he sobbed, breaths ragged. “I don’t want to be this way! I destroy everything and shouldn’t even-!” “Blitz!” Stolas grabbed the smaller demon’s shoulders, eyes wide with fright from the sudden flood of self hatred. “Look at me…” He gently took the other’s face in his hands when the other tried to push away, thumbs swiping tears as they fell. “You clearly didn’t do it on purpose. You aren’t some curse…This world is better with you in it.” He took a shaking breath as the other stared at him, chin trembling. “You don’t deserve to be hated for an accident, and many people…including me, feel better knowing you are part of this world. You are my light. When I was drowning in a world of expectations and a partner who wanted nothing to do with me, feeling alone and unwanted in the world- you showed up again…reminded me what it was like for someone to look my way, to actually care about what I wanted, and I hurt you in the process of pushing for that light…I regret hurting you, and knowing you were already in so much pain I…” His chin trembled again as he tried to hold back at least some of his tears. “You don’t deserve to be in pain for the rest of your life. You deserve to be loved, cherished, and even protected-I keep putting you on some pedestal like a fool, but everyone needs help sometimes. I should have immediately intervened tonight, you didn’t deserve to be talked to in such a way.” Blitz’s eyes fluttered, large eyes blinking as he struggled to wrap his mind around such a breathtaking confession. How did he deserve him? How?? He sobbed as his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his own hands resting atop the owl’s. “You can’t mean that…” His heart throbbed painfully with the desire to believe him. “You can’t.” “I do, I believe it with everything I am.” Stolas insisted, resting their foreheads together. “You never cease to inspire me…” He lifted his head, only to plant a kiss on their marking. “I love you and I miss you so dearly, sometimes even when you’re in the room.” Blitz shut his eyes briefly, only to open them again with pupils so wide, they might as well have been inky black spheres. “I love you too, Stols. Satan knows how you could love me, but I love you so damn much it hurts.” He took one of the hands on his face, only to place it on his chest where the other could feel his heart thrumming away, each beat like a drum on the owl’s palm. “You’re my heart…” He whispered. “I don’t think I could live without you anymore, and that scares me. One day, you’re gonna know everything about me and…” His hand trembled, gripping the other’s like a life line. “What will there be left of me to love when you’ve seen all the bad?”

more under cut! :)

DO NOT Reupload, Edit, or Use in AI. Thank you! please make things with human hands ✍️💖it makes our world and your heart a better place. Thank you!

A series that starts and ends with Blitz and his trauma, and the problems he has to fight in the midst of facing that terror.

Blitz felt his body stiffen, irises shaking. “But I did deserve…” his chest made small, sudden movements as he couldn’t control his breathing anymore. “I was the reason- my mom- i..” he curled in on himself, shoulders shaking when his eyes overflowed from the sudden release of years of pain. “Stolas, she died, she died because of an accident I caused! Everyone I meet turns out worse, even my sister hates me and rightfully so! I’m so fucking scared I'm gonna ruin you too-” he sobbed, breaths ragged. “I don’t want to be this way! I destroy everything and shouldn’t even-!” “Blitz!” Stolas grabbed the smaller demon’s shoulders, eyes wide with fright from the sudden flood of self hatred. “Look at me…” He gently took the other’s face in his hands when the other tried to push away, thumbs swiping tears as they fell. “You clearly didn’t do it on purpose. You aren’t some curse…This world is better with you in it.” He took a shaking breath as the other stared at him, chin trembling. “You don’t deserve to be hated for an accident, and many people…including me, feel better knowing you are part of this world. You are my light. When I was drowning in a world of expectations and a partner who wanted nothing to do with me, feeling alone and unwanted in the world- you showed up again…reminded me what it was like for someone to look my way, to actually care about what I wanted, and I hurt you in the process of pushing for that light…I regret hurting you, and knowing you were already in so much pain I…” His chin trembled again as he tried to hold back at least some of his tears. “You don’t deserve to be in pain for the rest of your life. You deserve to be loved, cherished, and even protected-I keep putting you on some pedestal like a fool, but everyone needs help sometimes. I should have immediately intervened tonight, you didn’t deserve to be talked to in such a way.” Blitz’s eyes fluttered, large eyes blinking as he struggled to wrap his mind around such a breathtaking confession. How did he deserve him? How?? He sobbed as his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his own hands resting atop the owl’s. “You can’t mean that…” His heart throbbed painfully with the desire to believe him. “You can’t.” “I do, I believe it with everything I am.” Stolas insisted, resting their foreheads together. “You never cease to inspire me…” He lifted his head, only to plant a kiss on their marking. “I love you and I miss you so dearly, sometimes even when you’re in the room.” Blitz shut his eyes briefly, only to open them again with pupils so wide, they might as well have been inky black spheres. “I love you too, Stols. Satan knows how you could love me, but I love you so damn much it hurts.” He took one of the hands on his face, only to place it on his chest where the other could feel his heart thrumming away, each beat like a drum on the owl’s palm. “You’re my heart…” He whispered. “I don’t think I could live without you anymore, and that scares me. One day, you’re gonna know everything about me and…” His hand trembled, gripping the other’s like a life line. “What will there be left of me to love when you’ve seen all the bad?”

more under cut! :)

DO NOT Reupload, Edit, or Use in AI. Thank you! please make things with human hands ✍️💖it makes our world and your heart a better place. Thank you!

Stolas’s feathers fluffed up a bit, a bit surprised by the sudden change in the other’s tone. “Oh, darling. You didn’t fuck anything up, the honor of that goes to a certain someone else.” He trilled in a soft, giggly way. The imp could be so cute sometimes. “Considering how the night went, I understand if you want to cancel our plans.” He placed his hand on the other’s chest. “You’ve been through a lot today.” The imp’s eyes softened slightly. “But…” He considered it for a moment, thinking about the other’s words probably longer than was comfortable. Stolas wasn’t rejecting him, he needed to keep that in mind even as he was moved by the owl’s kindness at the same time. He breathed deep and lifted his head to kiss him, holding him there for a moment before pulling his head back slowly. “No, I don’t want to cancel…This…we, have nothing to do with that fucker.” He smiled, eyes soft. “If I let him get between us, that’d be pretty fucked, wouldn’t it? Especially after my big, beautiful owl said so many sweet things to me.” Stolas let out a twitter, nuzzling against the other and sighing happily. “As long as you’re sure- It’s about you, not him. I want to be sure you’re in the right headspace.” “Thanks to you, I feel a lot better than I used to.” Blitz purred, leaning up so he could give more kisses to his bird. “And how could I refuse the chance for us to be alone?”

This chapter marks the end of the MAIN story, not the end of the story in general. stick around for bonus chapters that are like one-shots in the UNspoken universe. i will be posting them in the WorthLESS fic but may separate them into their own fic in the future to make them a little neater.

DO NOT EDIT, REUPLOAD, OR USE IN AI. please make things with human hands ✍️💖it makes our world and your heart a better place. Thank you!

A series that starts and ends with Blitz and his trauma, and the problems he has to fight in the midst of facing that terror.

Blitz felt his body stiffen, irises shaking. “But I did deserve…” his chest made small, sudden movements as he couldn’t control his breathing anymore. “I was the reason- my mom- i..” he curled in on himself, shoulders shaking when his eyes overflowed from the sudden release of years of pain. “Stolas, she died, she died because of an accident I caused! Everyone I meet turns out worse, even my sister hates me and rightfully so! I’m so fucking scared I'm gonna ruin you too-” he sobbed, breaths ragged. “I don’t want to be this way! I destroy everything and shouldn’t even-!” “Blitz!” Stolas grabbed the smaller demon’s shoulders, eyes wide with fright from the sudden flood of self hatred. “Look at me…” He gently took the other’s face in his hands when the other tried to push away, thumbs swiping tears as they fell. “You clearly didn’t do it on purpose. You aren’t some curse…This world is better with you in it.” He took a shaking breath as the other stared at him, chin trembling. “You don’t deserve to be hated for an accident, and many people…including me, feel better knowing you are part of this world. You are my light. When I was drowning in a world of expectations and a partner who wanted nothing to do with me, feeling alone and unwanted in the world- you showed up again…reminded me what it was like for someone to look my way, to actually care about what I wanted, and I hurt you in the process of pushing for that light…I regret hurting you, and knowing you were already in so much pain I…” His chin trembled again as he tried to hold back at least some of his tears. “You don’t deserve to be in pain for the rest of your life. You deserve to be loved, cherished, and even protected-I keep putting you on some pedestal like a fool, but everyone needs help sometimes. I should have immediately intervened tonight, you didn’t deserve to be talked to in such a way.” Blitz’s eyes fluttered, large eyes blinking as he struggled to wrap his mind around such a breathtaking confession. How did he deserve him? How?? He sobbed as his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his own hands resting atop the owl’s. “You can’t mean that…” His heart throbbed painfully with the desire to believe him. “You can’t.” “I do, I believe it with everything I am.” Stolas insisted, resting their foreheads together. “You never cease to inspire me…” He lifted his head, only to plant a kiss on their marking. “I love you and I miss you so dearly, sometimes even when you’re in the room.” Blitz shut his eyes briefly, only to open them again with pupils so wide, they might as well have been inky black spheres. “I love you too, Stols. Satan knows how you could love me, but I love you so damn much it hurts.” He took one of the hands on his face, only to place it on his chest where the other could feel his heart thrumming away, each beat like a drum on the owl’s palm. “You’re my heart…” He whispered. “I don’t think I could live without you anymore, and that scares me. One day, you’re gonna know everything about me and…” His hand trembled, gripping the other’s like a life line. “What will there be left of me to love when you’ve seen all the bad?”

more under cut! :)

DO NOT Reupload, Edit, or Use in AI. Thank you! please make things with human hands ✍️💖it makes our world and your heart a better place. Thank you!