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Every blink felt slow, every moment seemed to stretch out for an eternity as he stared at Stolas or his mutilated body. He didn’t even feel like he was inside himself and yet he also felt the distinct absence of his intestines. He never thought he felt them being there in the first place, but the removal of them was incredibly noticeable, a hollowness, or weightlessness, or maybe a numbing void. It was impossible to describe, something incomparable and unknowable unless experienced. Blitzø thought abstractly about how specific a moment he was existing in. He felt the feeling of now and let it linger, all the pain and lack and new of it. It was amazing. It was better than any Russian roulette, better than any drug. Blitzø thought he was feeling death without dying, not death in the post-life sense, but the act itself. Dying and yet living. A perpetual state of artificial, magical life. This was something only Stolas could offer him, something he was sure few Imps would be willing to take. So perhaps he was offering Stolas something in return, a willing victim.
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Stolas preforms an autopsy.
For Eroguro Week 2025
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i stay up too late, im everything i hate by dumpstercherry
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
26 Jun 2025
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Blitzø had been here just two nights ago; the moon was already a sliver smaller hanging in the sky. Stolas always hoped his being here would hold off the feeling of emptiness for a bit. But on the contrary, it seemed as though his presence reopened the wound each month. Like Stolas had become numb to the crippling loneliness that had followed him all his life and Blitzø ripped a new hole in the scarred and unfeeling tissue of his vacant chest each time he visited. Sometimes he wished Blitzø had never come back, had left him unknowing of the absolute euphoria another demon’s company could give him. How much more painful it was knowing what he had lost, how painful it was knowing it wasn’t real in the first place, how little it must mean to Blitzø. Such a small fraction of the chaotic and domineering man’s time he held. How small a fraction it was of his own life, unending and eternal as it was, that the small, supposedly insignificant being held in his uncaring claws.
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Stolas lays in his bed.
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i wanna taste your insides, be good and open up wide by dumpstercherry
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
06 Jan 2025
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Fear took up the entirety of his mind. His heart dropped to his ass and took off running, beating so fast he couldn’t keep up with it. He thought for the briefest of moments that Stolas might actually kill him right here in this bathroom when he opened his eyes and saw tendrils of black and red bleeding from the shape of him. In that second, Stolas being a Goetia actually meant something to Blitzø’s safety. He realized the possible consequences of denying him.
But it was over just as quickly as it happened. Before his gaze could focus properly, the powerful form was sucked back into him. Blitzø was frozen, the only movement was his chest with rapid breaths and the light shaking of his entire body. He stared intently at Stolas. There was a long beat of silence as they looked at each other, understanding what just happened. That was the first time Stolas had ever—figuratively—laid a hand on him. He could feel his view of the prince become permanently altered, a dark blot on his previously only annoying presence—a threat.
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Stolas wants to try something new in the bedroom.
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all i ever want is breaking me apart by dumpstercherry
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
27 Aug 2024
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Blitzø wished Stolas would dig his talons so deep in him that he couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t question if he’s wanted. He needed to be inside of Stolas, and Stolas inside of him. Completely consumed by one another, every breath shared, fused in any way possible. Flesh ripping flesh and being stored safely inside one another. Smothered, smashed together and warped into mirrors of each other. They shouldn’t fit, but as the tip of Stolas’ hand briefly dipped into Blitzø’s boxers, he didn’t think it mattered.
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Stolas and Blitzø get high and have bloody sex.
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Stolas and Blitz play house but like, make it sexy.
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Blitz cannot stop fucking thinking about Stols. Work? No. Stols. Friends? Who needs em, Stols. Stols Stols Stols. He needs Stols. He needs to be HIS. And that'll happen quickly and without much effort right? Right?
Or: Stolitz one month into their relationship and Blitz is already whipped.
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Blitzø rocked in and out of Stolas at a leisurely pace, almost more grinding than actually fucking. He just couldn’t help the need to be as deep as possible, to fully embed himself in Stolas’ very essence. If he didn’t already know it would end in flames, Blitzø would willingly crawl into the cavity of Stolas’ chest and curl around his heart. To protect it or to hoard it he wasn’t sure, but it would never happen anyway.
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Andrealphus and Vassago teach Stolas an important lesson about patience (by teasing him mercilessly).