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Life is a neverending show by BirdLeaf (LiliaPurpurea)
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
12 Feb 2025
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Written for Stolitz Week 2025 Day 2 - Prompt : Mortality
Stolas is slowly settling into his new life with Blitzø after the trial and trying to cope with his estrangement from Octavia. This change doesn't come without adjustments and realizations, the toughest of which being the fundamental difference between him and his lover and new friends. They were mortals.
As he tries to make sense of it and appease his fears, he comes to question his own immortality and the meaning of it all. Thankfully, Blitzø is here to offer support.Bookmarked by divarene
18 Jun 2026
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Our boys talk of mortality vs immortality. It’s the unspoken subject that Stolas will outlive everyone and Blitzø still manages to be comforting on a heavy subject.
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Blitz is a down-on-his-luck comedian wasting away his shitty life in the living world. Then he trips and falls into a summoning ritual for the demon prince Stolas of the Ars Goetia, and things sure do happen!
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23 May 2026
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Stolas encounters human Blitz and stuff happens.
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Once again, the message was read and unanswered.
Why did he have to keep pushing? Blitzø clearly didn’t want to talk to him, and why should he? Stolas was not worth anyone’s time and attention.
Pathetic. Disgusting. Unwanted.
Tears poured down his face, and his breath came in short gasps as his mind consumed him so completely that he almost missed the sound of his custom ringtone for Blitzø. He was calling Stolas; he never called.
His hand shook as he answered the call, forcing himself to sound calm. “Hello?”
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Four times Blitzø unknowingly comforted Stolas, and the one time he did know.Bookmarked by divarene
18 May 2026
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Comfort fic. Stolas & Blitzø share moments that bring the owl out of his self loathing state.
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Stolas and Blitzø have a pumpkin carving date ahead of the yearly I.M.P. office competition. Things take a turn when a certain owl gets handsy.
Or: fluff and smut for the autumn season.
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- Part 3 of smut oneshots
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“Moxxie, who the fuck is that?”
Blitzø had told Moxxie he didn’t want another court jester. They had been through a shit ton of them and the last one, Dennis, had been so fucking terrible he’d decided it was a position his castle didn’t fucking need.
“He’s a jester, Your Majesty.” Moxxie provided unhelpfully. “Or maybe he’s a clown.”
The guy was dressed in a goofy ass costume made up of reds, yellows, and blues, with a pointy hat on top of his head and the stupid markings painted on his face. Obviously he was a jester. But he was also freakishly tall and covered in feathers, and Blitzø had never seen him before.
“His name, Moxx. And what the fuck is he doing here?” Blitzø snapped, lower eyelid twitching.
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Or; A mysterious clown owl shows up at Blitzø's castle. He doesn't speak, he's not very funny, and Blitzø is unreasonably horny about it.