Undercover as muggles.
someone just called me an mlm fetishist because I want Stolas and Blitzo to be tgt yall omg whos gonna tell them im a gay woman☠
Okay Vivzie, I'll give you some props... This recent ep was miles better than episodes 2 and 3. Not too good, but it was okay. I appreciated the ending, gave me the vibe that Stolas really will move on this season (thank god for that)
However, they almost lost Strikers personality completely, the dick statue was once again, corny and unnecessary.
Also, they lost me by trying to make Stella dumb. She's meant to be an asshole/ a scorned woman, not a bimbo.
Ill make my critique on the Stolitz texts in another post though.
cant believe Stolas' first time with Blitz was a huge L 😭 that is so...
this is so sad
Blitzo's face when Stolas called him his first friend ever...
...I just can't... 😭💕
They didnt interact at all in that time and Stolas was too busy trying to raise his daughter, he wasn't drooling over blitz for two full decades like lets start to get serious please. wow, Stolas held on to the one positive interaction he had as a child with a boy he likes, guess that makes him some crazy obsessed fiend. like what? get real. yall love using the "obsession" argument for any ship you dont like. He acknowledged Blitz aint happy with their current arrangement, yall good now? damn.
for her
should have drawn the handcuffs
reblog this if you’ve ever been called fat by a family member
The episode has been out for only 2 hours and I'm already seeing the "Blitz doesnt like Stolas" enthusiasts here yall go again.
“Oh, I almost forgot,” Stolas hummed. He nudged Blitzø, who had gotten comfortable nuzzled into his side, and sat up in bed.
He let out a moan of mock-protest. “Forgot what, bitch, I’m tired,” Blitzø yawned, but sat up slightly. The clock read 3:47 AM. He frowned.
Stolas got out of bed and rustled through one of his dresser drawers until he took out a purple box. It was a bit larger than a shoe box, with a red bow, and a top that came completely off. He handed it to Blitzø cheerfully and sat back down next to him, “I hope you like it, darling.”
Blitzø took it from Stolas cautiously, with a look on his face. “Listen, Stolas, if this is another dildo, I—I—”
Stolas shook his head and chuckled, placing his hand on Blitzø’s reassuringly. “It’s a present.”
The imp nodded his head with extreme hesitance and reiterated. “If this is another dildo, Stolas, I swear to Satan— like, who needs forty se—”
Stolas cut him off, clearing his throat, “Just open it already!”
Blitzø groaned and unwrapped the bow. Stolas scooted back so the headboard met his spine, his eyes glued on Blitzø as he bit his lower lip with anticipation.
Another second went by, and Blitzø gasped. He put a hand over his mouth in shock and Stolas beamed. “It’s not a dildo!” He exclaimed happily, holding up the plush horse so Stolas could see.
“I know!” Stolas giggled.
Blitzø chuckled lightly as well, and looked at him in that one way you’ll hardly ever see Blitzø look at anybody. “Thanks, Stolas.”
The rest of the night, they slept soundly, with the stuffed animal squished between them and their fingers loosely tangled.
Inspired by soy.el.tio.limon 's art on instagram
my forever otp……………
More passionate than hope, far deeper than despair.Caribbean, 21.
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