Some Sinday-themed Heacanons For Blitz, Under The Cut:

Some Sinday-themed heacanons for Blitz, under the cut:

-Blitz doesn't have any body hair. It's not that he removes it, he just doesn't grow it. He has eyelashes and that's it. Sometimes he envies people with hair, but he also enjoys being smooth, and he knows that it's normal for imps to have really different body types. (He's also got genuinely thick skin that's fairly abrasion-resistant, but that's not necessarily Sinday-y, other than that it's tough to leave marks on him).

-He also does not have nipples, at all. He's got a liiiiittle belly-button you can barely find, but despite being mammal-adjacent (and very hot blooded), he doesn't have nipples. When he talks about being strapped nipple-first to a car battery, he's just saying it that way because the vast majority of mammalian people, including demons, have them and will understand what he means. He just doesn't happen to be one of the people who has them.

-Blitz is not gay; he is Pan. Gender doesn't matter all that much to him when it comes to attraction and sex. What matters to him is that they are fully capable of consent, and how they want him to treat them. He gives a shit about respecting gender identities, including in bed; if someone has a clitoris, for example, and they want him to call it their cock? He will, no hesitation. As far as he's concerned, they have a cock. Period.

-Blitz has custom sexytime gloves. His hands are so muscular and his claws so sharp that he will always use claw-covers in bed, but after having had a finger-only claw-cover slip off once and he hurt a partner? He has fully switched to using silicone gloves with reinforced claw-covers, they just are hard to find in his size so he gets them custom-made. Blitz really likes to use his hands in bed, so if he knows there's a good chance he's going to get with someone, he will always bring his glove.

-Blitz uses his tail a lot during sex, so he will scrub the heck out of it when he showers beforehand, to make sure it's as clean as the rest of him. His spade is firm, but he has excellent control over it; his tail itself is fully as strong as any of his other limbs, and he will use that for fun and games in bed.

-That being said about his tail... his tail is not an erogenous zone, nor are his horns. He is happy to let a partner grab his horns if he trusts them and it'll make them happy, but having his horns stroked or grabbed does nothing for him, same with his tail, even at the base. He deeply dislikes people grabbing his tail and yanking on it; don't do anything to his tail at all, unless he specifically offers to let you, and he will be way more likely to come back for seconds with you.

-But what is an erogenous area for him is the spines on his back. The spines between his shoulders attach in the muscle, they're not attached to bone like his horns are, and he very much enjoys being massaged around them. It's an incredibly intimate experience for Blitz; those spines are a pretty good indicator of how he is feeling about things, and can swell around the base when he is aroused (or ready to fight), and the muscle around them will thicken up and radiate more heat as well. There are a lot of nerves around the base of these spines, so if you want to undo him with foreplay? Specifically play with the spines between his shoulders. (If you mess with the little spines on his head, you can probably put him to sleep purring). The shoulder spines also good for after-sex-affection if he's letting you take care of him, although he'll more likely be trying to take care of you. Massaging very gently around them afterwards, with no expectation of sex to follow, will make him purr.

Someone get him a can of Raid

"....um, sir? Are...Are you okay?" Of course Moxxie is worried about his boss. Blitzo doesn't seem himself. And earlier he had seemed in such high spirits.

Hearing Moxxie's voice did something to Blitz. He had just gotten back to the office, having forgotten that he'd assigned Moxxie an actual mountain of paperwork, and he had just stopped crying. But now? Hearing the voice that was so fucking kind when Moxxie wanted to be, the voice that actually meant a lot more to Blitz than he liked to admit...

The tears returned. He pressed a hand over his eyes and shook his head slowly, standing in front of his office door, unable to actually go in.

"No," he managed to say calmly, as calmly as he could, but his voice still shook. "I'm... it... he's gone. Stolas is gone. He doesn't want-- he... I fucked up, and... He's gone."

Blitz wasn't going to break down. Not again. Not a-fucking-gain. He had fallen to his knees in an alleyway on the walk here--his van was abandoned at Stolas's palace, Blitz in no state to drive--and screamed and screamed and fucking screamed, clawing at the ground, punching a wall. The knees of his slacks were torn up, as were his knuckles, and his body was subtly vibrating. Not shaking, not really, something beyond it, a little too exhausted to really shake anymore.

"You don't have to do the paperwork. You can go home... You should.. You should go be with Millie. Tell her you love her. Just--just go. I'm sorry for keeping you here. I'm--I'm sorry, Mox."

Sexy Ask: If Blitz could have one night with Millie and could do anything he wanted to her and not be faulted for it, what would he want to do?

Blitz would want to adore her. If everything was on the table and they were going to be okay, and they had Moxxie's approval (if M&M are together in that verse; Blitz doesn't want to damage their relationship, he really, really doesn't, no matter how ridiculous he is about them), he would want to worship that woman.

(Putting the rest of this one under a cut because it got a little more explicit).

Blitz has a lot of complicated feelings about both Millie and Moxxie, but almost all of them boil down to affection and admiration. If she was down to let him do anything, I think it would be the most vanilla adoration ever. Like starting with a lot of nuzzling and petting, and so. much. praise. He would just be like, slowly giving her a full-body massage while also just telling her so many things he admires about her. Praise her strength, her courage, her loyalty, her ferocity, her tenacity. Millie is an incredible woman, and Blitz... might actually feel like he doesn't deserve to touch her at all, but since she wants him to that night? He will.

After all of the massage and the praise, Blitz would gladly spend the entire night with his head between her legs, showing her that actually, there is one thing he is waaaaaaay better at than killing. He loves giving head, he's extremely good at giving head, and he especially loves giving head to women. He's also very good at using the spade of his tail in playtime, and wouldn't hesitate to do so.

Blitz would want to leave Millie happily shivering, like just, worship her until her muscles all turn to Jello, then snuggle her, pet her hair, and just purr. Because holding someone as incredible as Millie, being allowed to show them through sex how highly you think of them? Purring is the only option for once it's all over.

I don't think Blitz would even want to get off or be touched tbh, which isn't usual for him. He loves orgasms and loves receiving attention too, most of the time, but if it was just one night together and he knew she wasn't going to be pissed at him for anything that happened? Yep, he would genuinely want to spend the entire time focusing on her.

Fuck all of this bullshit. Blitz heard Angel out, listened to every damn word, and he hated all of it, because he understood. Angel didn't seem to think he would, or could, but that was the damnable misery of shit like their lives: one couldn't help thinking they were suffering more than others somehow, or that there wasn't any way things could get better, or that someone couldn't understand.

The imp's tail wasn't often very animated around people he didn't know well, but he and Angel had been becoming friends recently, and he cared now. So, seeing Angel's distress, hearing it, and feeling his own, his tail started to twitch in sinuous little frustrated movements.

Blitz looked at their hands for a long moment, then shook his head and turned away, letting go. He started pacing.

There was shit he didn't tell people. He didn't tell Stolas. He didn't tell Moxxie. Only one person he could even remotely consider a friend knew, but nobody was going to ask Fizz about it, and Fizz wouldn't squeal on him anyway.

"You don't need to protect me," Blitz said. "If Valenfuckingtino wants to try shit with me, he's welcome to. I've dealt with a lot fucking worse. I know, I know. He's dangerous. It's Hell, everyone's dangerous, everyone's an asshole. And I do." He looked up, golden eyes practically blazing, and stopped pacing. "I do know the life of a sex worker. Not all of them are--completely fucked up by it. And some of them--us," he amended, tears shining momentarily bright in his eyes, "started real fuckin' young, because we didn't get a choice." The anger and shame made his voice break, and he quickly turned away from Angel.

"So Val's a psycho. Who here isn't?" Blitz pressed a hand to his face. "I just... don't want to lose you as a friend, alright? Whether that means I need to march in there and beat the shit out of Val," not that he really believed he could, but Blitz would try, and he would use every resource and trick at his disposal to make it work, "or we just pretend everything's fuckin' fine so we can cope, I don't... just...

"Don't leave. Alright? Please. Don't... leave. Me?"

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Angel felt terrible for laughing, but it was impossible not to. Here was Blitz, thinking that he was going to fuck up Angel? It was the funniest joke he had heard in his afterlife. Sure, he still didn't know Blitz fully to a degree, but they all had their secrets. Especially in Hell. He shook his head, hiding the rest of his giggles at this point behind two of his hands, before snorting and pushing his hands through his hair. "Yeh' hysterical. Good one. If yeh' don't already think ah'm fucked up, yeh' clearly don't know the life of a sex worker."

He stressed, in a way of trying to affirm to Blitz that the imp would never be able to do more damage to him than he had already done to himself. He was certainly caught off guard, however, by the next things out of the smaller's mouth. The way that Blitz developed a sense of anger, enough so that Angel immediately laced his bottom two hands together, wringing them a bit nervously. He could handle anger, but he always prepared for the blow that was to often come from it.

"Ah' ain't wantin' tah' puss out." He stressed, shaking his head. "It's just, yeh' don't know mah' boss. And ah'm tryin' tah' protect yeh' here." Because he cared immensely about his friends, and protecting them, and putting their safety before his own. Before he could even explain just how cruel Valentino could be, Blitz was putting his hand out to him, Angel blinking at it in a bit of shock.

He stared at the extended hand, fighting off the urge to cry at it, taking Blitzo's hand in two of his own and gently squeezing the offer. "Ah' can't." He whispered, hating how broken his voice sounded, hating how much leverage the Overlord had over him. "Ah' can't run away, Blitz. Mah' soul is fuckin' under contract. Ah' literally can't escape because ah'm not...." Free. He couldn't say it. But he wasn't allowed to make his own choices, and he knew it.

"Ah' want this tah' work. This...whatever we have. Ah' like it. Ah' like you." He stressed, punctuating enough that his accent didn't even catch on the word. "But ah'm always gonna have tah' go tah' him first, Blitz. He pulls the strings. And ah' don't...ah' don't want that hurtin' yeh."

Bryce Tankthrust: What the fuck? Who are you people? Why are you staring at me? Are you checking me out? Where the fuck am I? Blitz: -grins- Hi, I'm Blitz. The O is silent, and frankly, I don't think you're ever going to earn it. Bryce: Ewww -checks calendar- Fuck, it's June! I meant, aww! Blitz: -grins more- Moxxie: -slightly manic smile- Angel: -finger waves from where he's draped seductively over a parked car- Charlie: -waves excitedly!- Vaggie: babe, no Bryce: oh my god, is this Hell? Nooooo, no, no no. See, no. No. There's no way, there is no fucking way I'm in Hell. I have paid off WAY too many charity thugs to end up here with the plebs! Lucifer: -strolls up, twirling his cane- Well, you finally got one thing right. Welcome, Ms. Tankthrust. We are thrilled to have you here... where it is always, ALWAYS Pride.