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Need something to snack on while we wait for the new Short? (It’s gonna drop while we’re at work 🥲)

How a bit of heavy #Loona backstory for all you #Hellaverse #AngstHurtComfort enjoyers out there?

#WhatsTheTea Ch 13 is live, Ch 14 to follow next week 🔥
August 2, 2025 at 1:46 PM
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If psychosexual trauma Stolas has you gagged, would you care for a chapter that has some psychosexual trauma Blitzø in it?

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#WhatsTheTea #AngstHurtComfort

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Their first day back at What's the Tea concluded successfully when the shop closed for its midday break. Fizz and Ozzie had cautioned them not to jump back into everything with both feet yet. Just the morning shift for now. They had made it through the rest of the morning with minimal bullshit from the paparazzi. They had even made it through most of the first shift before any reporters came in to try their luck. And Blitzø couldn't muster the slightest mote of fucks to give about those conversations the moment that Stolas dragged him through the new jungle of his house plants now overtaking the shop, following the foliage like a trail of roses up the back stairs to their door, where, to Blitzø's delight, Stolas pinned him face-first! Nipping at his neck, which caused Blitzø's eyes to roll back with a gasp of bliss, Stolas growled in his ear, "I have been needing to fuck you silly since your little stunt this morning, and I have been wanting to fuck you silly since you took those paps to task!" Goosebumps rippled up the back of Blitzø's neck as he surrendered a little of his weight to the strength of Stolas' arms braced about him, caging him in place as the taller man rutted, gasping, against the plush of his arched backside. "Yeah, well, joke's on you, 'cause I have been needing and wanting to fuck you silly since you told off that dipshit Walter fucker!" Blitzø's words cut off with a strangled moan of want as Stolas' teeth nipped their way up his neck before fastening to his earlobe. "Hmmhmmhmm, but I think I shall be the one getting my way first," Stolas purred his decadent giggle in his ear - the one that always fired up Blitzø's instincts to be a defiant little brat. "Oh, you really think so, do ya- aaahhh!!!" Those instincts went to short-circuited shit when Stolas reached a hand down the front of his slacks to grasp his cock with a commanding squeeze. "Oh, indeed I do, my darling," Stolas growled with smug satisfaction as Blitzø momentarily forgot how to unlock their apartment door. Once inside, Blitzø twisted around in Stolas' arms with the full intent of turning the tables on him, but instead he found his boyfriend keeping the tables firmly in his corner, that bitch!! Stolas used Blitzø's momentum to haul him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, cooing that cute fucking giggle the whole way as he stalked down the now-plant-riddled hall to their plant-covered bedroom while Blitzø kicked up a teasing fuss at being manhandled. Stolas attempted to drop him on the bed, but the taller man instead found himself tumbling off balance when Blitzø clung to his neck and leaned into the fall! Blitzø leered down at Stolas, red-faced from laughter, when he finally got that tall, lithe body pinned, but he had about half a second to gloat before he caught the glint of mischief in Stolas' eyes. Wrestling became punctuated with giggles and tickles and ass-slaps as they each grappled with the other to gain any purchase as well as rid each other of their clothing. So, it was terribly out of nowhere, in the middle of all that intimate silliness, when Blitzø felt himself pinned beneath Stolas, naked and laughing and eager for his boyfriend to make good on every fought-for promise, that he felt his body flip without warning from horny enjoyment to blind, screaming panic!
June 25, 2026 at 11:39 PM
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Title: "Sailor Song"
Site: #AO3
Ships: CanachxFPC, Past TrahearnexFPC
Rating: Explicit
Desc.: Canach runs into the Commander at Trahearne's Memorial and Statue Unveiling Ceremony, and finds she's not acting quite herself... among other things.
Tags: #GW2Fanfic #GW2 #Canander #AngstHurtComfort
Sailor Song - tetrasheik - Guild Wars 2 (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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December 15, 2024 at 4:24 AM
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And on that note, it’s been ages since we last plugged our proudest work 💞🥰

#ThisLoveCameBackToMe #Stolitz #Reincarnation #Soulmates #StolitzFics #HelluvaFics #AngstHurtComfort

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This Love Came Back To Me BiFeliciaz19 Summary: "Stolas, where do you think we go when we die?" Stolas looked up at Blitzy from where his head lay on his chest. The problem was that Stolas' vast vocabulary had been reduced to ash, choking in his throat, unable to dislodge. "I... I don't know, my darling," he finally managed. Blitzo shrugged like his question hadn't been that deep. "I dunno. It's just a weird thought, ya know? Like, here is a place where Sinners end up when they die, right? Here is basically assumed to be the final destination. "I've killed demons here. I never see them respawn elsewhere around here like a video game NPC. So, where do we go when we're shunted from this Final Destination?" He smiled weakly at Stolas. "It's kinda turning my brain into a pretzel just thinking about it. It's no big deal." ~*~*~*~*~ Or, Blitzo and Stolas are forced to confront Blitzo's mortality and choose to take upon themselves the eon-spanning journey of Soulmates. Reincarnation AU with a happy ending. Don't fear the Hurt; there will be Comfort Notes: Written for Stolitz Week 2024 even though I'm so fucking late! XD Intended for the Hurt/Comfort prompt, but this basically also ended up unwittingly covering several of the other prompts, and after all the work I put into this, I'm probably just gonna let this be my Stolitz Week participation for this year. ~*~*~*~*~ Y'ALL!!!! Razoth wrote A FUCKING POEM inspired by this story!!!!! LINK BELOW！！！！GO read it!!! It's gorgeous!!! ~*~*~*~*~ (See the end of the work for more notes and other works inspired by this one.) The problem with limited immortality was that it was limited. Stolas' first brush with this knowledge came when Blitzo returned from a hit with knife wounds deep and close enough to vital organs as to require emergency surgery and hospitalization. And seeing his Blitzy lying there, pale and weak, was the first real lick of fear that Stolas had ever felt for his beloved Imp. It was horrifying, this realization that he'd never previously reconciled. He'd never had a reason to. In Stolas' eyes, his Blitzy was practically invincible. He was strong, capable. He knew how to handle himself in a fight. Nothing could touch him. Until it did. And when it did, it also touched Stolas in the worst of places. He was forced to realize that someday his Blitzy would die. Not a matter of "if" but "when." Even if he lived his long life to the very oldest age possible for someone of his species, someday Blitzy would be gone. The knowledge was ice and acid, pouring over his psyche and soul like a horrible syrup, clinging to his feathers with dread. What would he do in his eternity if Blitzo wasn't there with him? ~*~*~*~*~ Stolas was by Blitzo's side when he awoke at last from his surgery. It had been touch-and-go, and, to Stolas horror, he'd learned that Blitzo had flatlined at one point, almost beyond their reach. Fear solidified around him like amber encasing an insect, keeping him lashed to Blitzo's side, refusing to miss the moment his beloved Imp opened his eyes, needing the reassurance that they would not yet be parted. His father visited briefly while Stolas kept his vigil. Or, rather, his butler visited with a mirror. Stolas didn't have the energy to so much as scoff. Of course, his father couldn't be bothered to actually be here for him. This was nothing new and his father's already-cavernous distance had only deepened when he decided to divorce Stella; deeper still when he proudly and unabashedly proclaimed his love and devotion for an Imp in front of Satan and everyone. Stolas was too
November 23, 2025 at 9:37 PM