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@pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
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gnawing at the bars of my enclosure, hellaverse brain rot, 18+ acct 29 | writer, cryptid | they/them AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/pipsqueakparker/pseuds/pipsqueakparker
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pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
stolas would be so enamored if he woke up to blitz staging a whole play in bed w his horses and gummy worms
kayzowl.com
gummy worms. he can stage a whole play with his horsies, get sugar all over the sheets, AND ask stolas questions like "would you still love me if i was a gummy worm" if he wakes up, they are multipurpose
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
stolas just deserves to get his lil pussy smashed so hard
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kayzowl.com
the bird begs so pretty #stolitz #nsfw #kazdraws
sketch of Stolas and Blitz having sex on the couch. Stolas is grinding on Blitz's leg, hands tied behind his back and tail splayed, as Blitz jerks himself off with a hand in Stolas' chest fluff, holding him steady. Stolas: p- please, Blitz, I...
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
what snacks do yall think blitz is sneakin into bed to monch on at 1 am
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
when u do i will go feral
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
khosh if ur repetitive it just means i get to keep reading the things i love so like worst case scenario isnt even bad also pls feed me need more of ur slutty words
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
i love fics where blitz fucks stolas in human mode
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pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
IA deserves ur attention every day BUT ESPECIALLY TODAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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mferret.bsky.social
Day 8 of #inktober2025 and we are back to the #hellaversekinktober25 prompt list with some hair/feather pulling! #Stolitz #HelluvaBossFanart #myart @hellavkinktober.bsky.social
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pnebula7293.bsky.social
Kinktober Day 2: Degradation/Dacryphilia

#hellaversekinktober25 #helluvaboss #nsfw
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kappagecko.bsky.social
Puts Wally Wackford in the salad spinner
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pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
double feature kinda day as i quickly post before going to work -

day 8: somno for #hellaversekinktober25 @hellavkinktober.bsky.social

dreamland, take me there, e, stolitz, 2k words

| #stolitzfics | #helluvafics | #stolitz |

archiveofourown.org/works/72121886
dreamland, take me there by pipsqueakparker

summary: Blitz often struggles with getting a decent night's rest, and Stolas just wants to be a good, caring partner and make sure all of Blitz's needs are met. AKA, baby's first somno fic Stolas was trying to take as much off his plate as he could, but Blitzø was stubborn. Stolas had to get sneaky about it — he couldn’t say he was going to make dinner so Blitzø could take a nap after work, he had to excitedly show Blitzø a new recipe he had found and basically beg for the imp to let him try making it, then put on My Little Hellpony as ‘background noise’, knowing Blitzø would fall asleep on the couch watching it. And those naps were essential, because he knew Blitzø still wasn’t sleeping well at night.

That was something else he had to start being sneaky about — he knew Blitzø was neglecting his sleep meds again, Blitzø didn’t like how hard they put him out in case Stolas needed him in the middle of the night. That had been an issue once or twice, when things were still new and Stolas was still trying to get settled on his own medication, with his own routine, in this new normal. But it had been months now, and Stolas felt okay. Even if he still had nightmares, he didn’t need Blitzø to be up with him for hours anymore. Blitzø had been doing so much for him for so long, he just wanted to return the favor as much as he could.
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pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
day 7: body worship for #hellaversekinktober25 @hellavkinktober.bsky.social (inspired by & for @khosh3kh.bsky.social)

can't keep my hands to myself, e, stolitz, 1.6k words

ft. fucking GORGEOUS art from @whimstories.bsky.social

| #stolitzfics | #helluvafics |

archiveofourown.org/works/72101926
can't keep my hands to myself by pipsqueakparker

summary: Blitzø raked his claws back up, mussing up the feathers on his way and smoothing them over once more as he grabbed at the owls’ hips again, squeezing the tender meat he found there. Stolas let out a soft sound, a small hum in the back of his throat as Blitzø massaged the new plumpness on his body. The stress of the move, in combination with the contentment they had found together, had resulted in both of them putting on a little softness around the edges.

Blitzø wouldn’t complain, where he used to meet hard bones, now he found a pleasant amount of chub. Every part of Stolas had become a good handful, and he proved it to himself as his hand drifted further down, finding the curve of the bird’s ass and gripping it in greedy claws. Stolas stirred under the imp’s grasp, but all four of his eyes stayed closed — Blitzø watched carefully through his own half-lidded gaze, focused on the owl’s relaxed expression, on his fluffy cheeks flushing ever so slightly from the imp’s actions.

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AKA, the one with lots of groping Light streamed through the large windows, casting warmth and shadows over sleeping bodies. Soft snuffling and hooting snores filled the quiet morning as Blitzø slowly stirred to consciousness, mind still heavy and hazy with sleep, unable to hold onto a thought for longer than two seconds before the next floated in, then back out.

He drifted between reality and dreams as claws tightened around the body next to him, sinking into feathers, finding purchase against plush hips and eliciting soft hums from the still sleeping owl. Those sounds felt as warm to his ears as the body beneath his hands. Spurred on by the simple desire of wanting to hear more, Blitzø let his hands follow the lines of the owl’s body, skating over soft, freshly preened feathers. Absently, he remembered helping preen them last night, carefully carding through the shafts with oils and claws and, at particularly tough patches, teeth. They were still so silky and smooth, not roughed up from Stolas’ usual tossing and turning. He had slept soundly last night, barely moving in Blitzø’s arms.
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khosh3kh.bsky.social
I’m sorry, every time I see fanart of Stolas’ face being squishy, I fixate on it… he’s just So Squishy
Screenshot from Mission Zero. Blitzø pushes Stolas’ face into the desk before they have sex, and Stolas’ cheek smooshes onto its surface. Very squishy. Screenshot from Harvest Moon Festival. Blitzø pushes Stolas away while they’re in bed, and Stolas’ cheek squishes. Very squishy!! Screenshot from Apology Tour. Stolas sits in Blitzø’s lap with his cheek resting on Blitzø’s head. His cheek is very, very squishy!!
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hngancon.bsky.social
People needing care +2 #stolitz #helluvaboss
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
LIKE JUST LOOK AT THIS ITS SO FUCKING GOOD IM ABSOLUTELY FERAL FOR EVERY LINE WHIM IS A TALENTED GODDESS IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH
whimstories.bsky.social
Day 7: Body Worship

Collab piece for Seb's amazing short fic! 🥰 Very good inspiration in there 👀

#hellaversekinktober25 #art #Stolitz #NSFW
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mferret.bsky.social
And the final sketches of the "morning routine" series are from the mid-late teen years. I had a lot of fun with these! #HelluvaBoss #Tilla #Blitz #BarbieWire #myart
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
double feature kinda day as i quickly post before going to work -

day 8: somno for #hellaversekinktober25 @hellavkinktober.bsky.social

dreamland, take me there, e, stolitz, 2k words

| #stolitzfics | #helluvafics | #stolitz |

archiveofourown.org/works/72121886
dreamland, take me there by pipsqueakparker

summary: Blitz often struggles with getting a decent night's rest, and Stolas just wants to be a good, caring partner and make sure all of Blitz's needs are met. AKA, baby's first somno fic Stolas was trying to take as much off his plate as he could, but Blitzø was stubborn. Stolas had to get sneaky about it — he couldn’t say he was going to make dinner so Blitzø could take a nap after work, he had to excitedly show Blitzø a new recipe he had found and basically beg for the imp to let him try making it, then put on My Little Hellpony as ‘background noise’, knowing Blitzø would fall asleep on the couch watching it. And those naps were essential, because he knew Blitzø still wasn’t sleeping well at night.

That was something else he had to start being sneaky about — he knew Blitzø was neglecting his sleep meds again, Blitzø didn’t like how hard they put him out in case Stolas needed him in the middle of the night. That had been an issue once or twice, when things were still new and Stolas was still trying to get settled on his own medication, with his own routine, in this new normal. But it had been months now, and Stolas felt okay. Even if he still had nightmares, he didn’t need Blitzø to be up with him for hours anymore. Blitzø had been doing so much for him for so long, he just wanted to return the favor as much as he could.
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mferret.bsky.social
Day 7 of #inktober2025 and #FemSlashWeek2025 is a Free Day! Time for some human disguise #salliewire. I was inspired by @heartfullkings.bsky.social's gorgeous short-haired human Barbie design. #HelluvaBossFanart #myart @femslash2025.bsky.social
pipsqueakparker.bsky.social
day 7: body worship for #hellaversekinktober25 @hellavkinktober.bsky.social (inspired by & for @khosh3kh.bsky.social)

can't keep my hands to myself, e, stolitz, 1.6k words

ft. fucking GORGEOUS art from @whimstories.bsky.social

| #stolitzfics | #helluvafics |

archiveofourown.org/works/72101926
can't keep my hands to myself by pipsqueakparker

summary: Blitzø raked his claws back up, mussing up the feathers on his way and smoothing them over once more as he grabbed at the owls’ hips again, squeezing the tender meat he found there. Stolas let out a soft sound, a small hum in the back of his throat as Blitzø massaged the new plumpness on his body. The stress of the move, in combination with the contentment they had found together, had resulted in both of them putting on a little softness around the edges.

Blitzø wouldn’t complain, where he used to meet hard bones, now he found a pleasant amount of chub. Every part of Stolas had become a good handful, and he proved it to himself as his hand drifted further down, finding the curve of the bird’s ass and gripping it in greedy claws. Stolas stirred under the imp’s grasp, but all four of his eyes stayed closed — Blitzø watched carefully through his own half-lidded gaze, focused on the owl’s relaxed expression, on his fluffy cheeks flushing ever so slightly from the imp’s actions.

--

AKA, the one with lots of groping Light streamed through the large windows, casting warmth and shadows over sleeping bodies. Soft snuffling and hooting snores filled the quiet morning as Blitzø slowly stirred to consciousness, mind still heavy and hazy with sleep, unable to hold onto a thought for longer than two seconds before the next floated in, then back out.

He drifted between reality and dreams as claws tightened around the body next to him, sinking into feathers, finding purchase against plush hips and eliciting soft hums from the still sleeping owl. Those sounds felt as warm to his ears as the body beneath his hands. Spurred on by the simple desire of wanting to hear more, Blitzø let his hands follow the lines of the owl’s body, skating over soft, freshly preened feathers. Absently, he remembered helping preen them last night, carefully carding through the shafts with oils and claws and, at particularly tough patches, teeth. They were still so silky and smooth, not roughed up from Stolas’ usual tossing and turning. He had slept soundly last night, barely moving in Blitzø’s arms.
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yasaeh.bsky.social
Blitz absolutely zooted on Angel Dust