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Prince Blitzø's Bad Day by Niccea for Persephone_legge
Fandoms: Helluva Boss (Web Series)
10 Jun 2026
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“Hey, dumbass, we're late,” growled Loona.
Prince Blitzø blinked open his eyes slowly. ‘Why is my back stiff?’ he thought groggily.
“Blitzø, get up!”
Prince Blitzø's world tilted sideways as the couch he was laying on was toppled over. He rose painfully to his feet and felt his vertebrae align with an audible pop. “Good morning, sweetie.”
Loona crossed her arms and glared down at him. “Just hurry up and get dressed, Blitzø. If we leave quickly we might be able to get a coffee.”
“Alright, Loona. Please don't tell Andrealphus I slept on the couch, okay?”
“Who the fuck is Andrealphus? Are you two timing Stolas?”
‘Stolas?’ thought Prince Blitzø. ‘Why does that name sound familiar?’
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While the real Blitzø is off playing prince, Prince Blitzø is forced to into his world. He has to deal with a strange life as a lower class demon, and with the fall out of Blitzø and Stolas' argument the night before.
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- Part 2 of Prince Blitzø AU
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02 May 2026
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It wasn't that Stolas was ungrateful. Far from it. If it hadn't been for Blitzo coaxing him into his meager home after that farce of a trial, Stolas couldn't even imagine where he might've ended up. Perhaps he wouldn't have ended up anywhere, left to infest filthy alleyways like vermin, scavenging through dumpsters for his next meal. Though he'd recently accompanied Blitzo enough times to hunt for rats to know that that wasn't very far from the truth of his current situation regardless.
Okay, so that wasn't fair of him to say, or think. Blitzo was doing his absolute best to provide for Stolas. It wasn't Blitzo's fault that voles weren't native to Pride, nor were fire koi, nor fresh kale, apparently; so alley rats were what was on the menu. And that would be… fine, were it not for the fact that Blitzo's cooking was… not what Stolas was accustomed to.
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Stolas learns how to cook.Bookmarked by TheOtherStrangeOne
21 Mar 2026
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During the Full Moon argument, Blitzø wishes that Stolas could understand everything that he had been put through. Blitzø wakes up in an alternate world where imps and Goetia have traded positions in Hell’s hierarchy with Blitzø being a prince and Stolas being one of his servants. He decides to seduce Stolas to give him a taste of his own medicine and makes it his personal mission to make Stolas his “feathery plaything.”
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- Part 1 of Prince Blitzø AU
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20 Mar 2026
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“I cannot speak to the way you will be treated after this, Vassago,” Satan says, “considering your support for this criminal.”
“This is my choice; no te preocupes.”
Then Vassago crouches back beside Stolas, once again resting his arm over his shoulders. His cape is warm and heavy against him, lighter than Stolas' own but perhaps magically infused. Vassago gently holds him by the underside of his beak, turning him to face him. Stolas takes in his kindly, comforting expression for only a moment before it hardens, his fiery gaze returning to the rest of the court.
“Gracias, Your Majesty,” he says to Satan, “you will not regret this mercy.”
With that, he summons a star-shaped portal to deliver them both back to his palace.
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After the trial, Vassago thinks Stolas' verdict is completely unjust. Unwilling to see him abandoned by the Goetia, he takes him to his own palace to care for him.
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18 Feb 2026
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" Looking back over his shoulder, Blitzø sees that Stolas remains un-soundly asleep on the sofa. He unscrews the lid and carefully pours the bottle’s contents onto the tiled floor. There are a few more than half the pills left, so small and so pink and so damn unassuming. They're not the exact same, but Blitzø has seen similar before - from scrubbing Barbie's vomit off the carpet after her first OD. He swallows around his dry throat at the memory.
Not like a fucking psycho, he counts every single pill, moving them from one tile to the next. Thirty-six. The label says to take one-to-two a day. Blitzø scoffs. He tips thirty-five of them back into the bottle and returns the whole thing to the hiding spot in the pipe, screwing it back into place under the sink. He drops the singular remaining pill onto a plate and gets to work steeping some tea for Stolas."
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Blitzø is stressed about Stolas taking antidepressants, obsessing over looking after him. He just wants his bird to be okay.
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05 Feb 2026