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Charlie wants to raise funds and gather supporters for the rebuilt Hazbin Hotel and what better way to do that than a fancy party for the high society of hell?
Lucifer would be a lot more excited about the night if it wasn't for his promise to play nice with the radio demon despite Alastor’s obvious attempts to drive him crazy. Add to that his complicated relationship with the Sins and his unresolved conflict with Angel Dust and he is in for a long night.
Blitz and Stolas, meanwhile, are finally giving this relationship a real chance. Doesn't mean Blitz is ready to get introduced as the significant other of an Ars Goetia in front of a bunch of high ranking demons and sinners. But since Stella is still trying to kill Stolas, Blitz has the perfect excuse to attend the party as the hired bodyguard. Now they just have to keep their hands to themselves long enough to not blow their cover. Should be easy with these two, right?
Or
Dancing and flirting and murder, oh my.
Stolas is horrified when he suddenly lays an egg. It's been a month since he and Blitzø last spoke, and things at home are still rocky at best.
So, he makes the decision to hide it. From Everyone.
The stars have never aligned for him though, and inevitably, it all goes wrong.
All he can do is hope things work themselves out.
Fizzarolli gave it more than a day. After all, with the amount of stuff Blitzø had left with, Fizz knew that he and Stolas would need a healthy sleeping in the next morning. Still, Fizz was too curious about how the night went to leave it too long. Blitzø had seemed oddly stressed for a man that was about to go have crazy kinky sex all night.
Of course, he hadn’t told Fizz anything about why. He didn’t take it personally. Blitzø had always been like that, even when he had been Blitzo, the young clown who Fizz had known all his life. He had never liked to talk about what was bothering him. Like it made something too real if he spoke it aloud. Of course, back when they were kids, Fizz always knew what it was Blitzø wasn’t talking about, because they were usually attached at the hip. Now though, Fizz could only guess.
Blitzø and Stolas accidentally both have the same therapist. The therapist (unethically) decides to help them work through their issues so they can get together.
Stolas doesn’t have time to scream for Blitz to get away; doesn’t even have time to ask Blitz why he’s here, or how he knew Stolas needed help, because Andrealphus laughs maniacally.
“You think you’re a match for me, imp?” he says with disdain, with boredom.
Before either of them can react, there’s a blinding flash of light—a scream—a splatter of black as Blitz flies back with the force of the attack and collapses against Stolas’ chest.
Stolas and Blitz haven't seen each other since Verosika’s party. But, when a desperate Via calls Blitz for help, he rushes to the palace to save Stolas’ life. Will it cost Blitz his own?
It had been four weeks since Stolas had come to stay with Blitzø after losing his title, his palace, and basically everything he had. It had been one week since Blitzø “hired” him as his secretary, because he could tell Stolas was bored out of his mind and he seemed really excited at the idea. It had been… he didn’t know how many months… since they had been intimate in any way.
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Or; Blitzø has feelings for Stolas and they become BFFs, much to Blitzø's dismay...
“Hm?” Blitzø turned towards the billboard in question, squinting at it. “Uhhh… well I don’t know what that word says, but–”
“Aquarium.” Stolas offered.
“Uh huh. Ok. So it’s an aquarium.” Blitzø said.
Stolas turned to face him, rolling his eyes dramatically. “I’m asking what the thing on the billboard is, Blitzø. You know what an aquarium is, and that is certainly not an aquarium. For fuck’s sake.”
“Not my fault you didn’t specify what the fuck you meant, birdie.” Blitzø said with a playful nudge. He squinted at the billboard again. There was some kind of big ass fish on it with a big, stupid looking mouth. “I have no idea, some kind of fish I guess. It looks stupid.”
“Can we go see it?” Stolas asked, taking Blitzø by surprise. Stolas hadn’t really requested to go anywhere or do anything the past month.
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Or; Blitzø attempts to cheer Stolas up. They end up at an aquarium in search of a weird fish they saw on the billboard.
It happened. He survived, but at what cost? As he's stuck relying on Blitzø's guilt-induced charity in the wake of losing everything, Stolas begins to notice the odd ways in which Blitzø is treating him. It's strangely...affectionate? Familiar? It must be the guilt, of course. It couldn't be anything else, could it?
A/K/A It takes five whole days after the trial for Stolas to realize Blitzø thinks they're dating
“This is BULLSHIT,” Blitzø shouted, kicking the wall. Unfortunately, the wall was stronger than his hoof, and all he ended up doing was hurting himself. God damn it. Why was Moxxie and Millie's garage wall so hard? It was a great place to rehearse but damn, it was like reinforced with steel or some shit. “Also fuck this wall,” he added, hopping on his uninjured hoof.
“Come on, B. It ain't so bad,” Millie, his drummer chipped in. “He's handsome and famous! What's wrong with that?”
The band IMP gets a once in a lifetime chance to record a song with Stolas Ars, a wildly famous, but lonely pop star. Blitzø is sure that working with a vapid popstar is going to be a waste of his time, and Stolas just wants to finish his contracted albums and get out of the spotlight. Neither of them expect to fall in love.
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Blitzø is the boss of a matchmaking business that guarantees a love match for any demon who's willing to pay for it. Will he be able to find a match for Stolas of the Ars Goetia? Only time will tell.