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Stolas inhales sharply when Blitzø pulls at the old feathers around his scar, the shafts dry and brittle, splintering and sending starbursts of pain through his skin. "No," he quickly murmurs, pulling his arm away as gently as he can, terrified that rejecting Blitzø's touch will spell the end of it forever. "My feathers are simply – I fell out of the routine of preening – it's no matter."
OR: When Stolas' feathers gets especially bad, Blitzø lends a helping hand. [Stolitz Lunar New Year 2026]
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19 Jun 2026
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At the next lingering glance, Alastor leans back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. The action clearly makes Vox regret looking, and he snaps his gaze back to Valentino so quickly he may have pulled a muscle. Time to strike.
“Is it working?”
The way Vox tenses at Alastor’s question is gratifying, almost as much as the look of utter confusion on his face when he turns back. “What?”
“Is it working? This little demonstration—is it making you feel powerful?”
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OR: Instead of just sitting in the cuck chair and glowering, Alastor doms the shit out of Vox.
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28 May 2026
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Now that things have settled down and they’re officially ‘dating’, Blitzø decides it’s time to take Stolas on a real date, and Stolas decides they should do things a little differently this time around.
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11 May 2026
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These hands should've hit me by now by Just_some_writing_cat
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
28 Oct 2025
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Angel has a bad day at work. Which in itself isn't anything new, but it is a bad day even by Angel's "bad day" standards. He looks like shit with blood decorating his torn clothes and used up body, and he feels even worse.
Husk, caring as always, tries to help him, but some of his actions don't make sense in Angel's mind no matter how much he wants to understand them. So, Angel does what he does best: flirts, lies and shouts, and tries to push away one of the only people who ever cared about him.
Only when he realizes he might actually manage to do it this time, he's paralyzed by the fear of loneliness and the lack of Husk's warm, comforting paws and golden eyes.
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OR: Angel isn't used to kindness and responds in the worst way possible.
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OR: OR: Angel and Husk fight, because neither of them know how to properly communicate, but then they try to figure it out :>
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04 Apr 2026
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Vox glared at Alastor. “You’re still not planning to tell me a single fucking thing about what to expect in here?”
Alastor leaned back and gave him a long, appraising look, his eyes sweeping down the length of Vox’s body. Vox’s screen felt warm, and he glanced down at his knees as Alastor leaned forward, opened the mini-fridge, and removed a bottle. “Champagne?”
“You’re a fucking asshole,” Vox growled. But he took the bottle.
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OR: Alastor cons Vox into being his plus-one at a free use sex party where the stakes are terrifyingly high.
Written for Vox Humiliation Week 2026, day 3. Prompt: free use
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