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Hello! Love your work! Is it okay if you could write Blitzø smut and angst? He takes reader's virginity and tells them everything they wanna here to use them for something that they have then. Blitzø leaves them after getting what he wants because we all know he's scared of commitment reader can be any gener. Thank you, keep up the amazing work!! (Also I'm sorry if I've already asked this before)

𝚆𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝙸𝚝 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞! 𝐒𝐨... 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬.

𝐓𝐖: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐥, 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞.

"the number you have dialed has not been recognized-"

"C'mon, answer." your voice shook as you paced around your living room, heart almost escaping your chest. You close your eyes, trying to make the tears not fall from your face.

It was obvious it wasn't meant to last, you knew, but why it was so little? Why does it keep happening, again and again with you? You just wanted a little affection and all you got was the damned phone screaming at your ear!

"she ain't coming back, shithead."

Oh, and the asshole too.

"Oh thank you mister obvious I didn't notice." It was supposed to come of condensing, but your voice cracked and spilled sorrow. You pinched your eyes, trying to get calmer.

"she ain't even all of that."

you glared at him, at the sofa with his hands on the back of his head and laying on it with the most lazy demeanor you saw.

"I called you to help me, not to say shit about her." You replied, crossing your arms.

"Well, I can't do one thing without the other, she was a bitch! Always demanding stuff, whining, and bitching about life. Seriously she was a broken record."

"Well for one this is HELL. I can't expect you to have any better." You held your head, a headache was already incoming. "Second I am supposed to give stuff, that's how it works."

"Really? Who the fucker that said that?"

"oh I don't know, the one who fucked my wife certainly was screaming it before I blew his head off!" An ugly snarl formed as you held yourself not to pounce on the little red gremlin, who didn't seem affected by the threatening face.

"Wow, you should try guys next time with your luck on women."

"I'm not gay, Blitzø" You took a deep breath as you went to sit on the sofa, staring curved to the ground. You heard Blitzø leave and come back, but you didn't pay much attention.

"Listen..."

"Hm?"

"It's fucked up okay, but it's not the end of the world."

"Don't you say it..."

He grabbed you by the shoulders, forcing you to stare at him. "yeah I fucking say! The amount of time I got dumped isn't written but guess what!? I'm alive and fucking well and you are too! Every time you go there to kill people in that shitty ball in space, you are a butcher or some kind of fucked up modern artist making your world your painting. Put your anger there, and let that bitch behind because she isn't worth it if she left the goddamn commando here for nothing."

"... That was... A shity speech..."

He looked at you with an annoyed glare. "Really?"

"yeah, that's how I know you are telling the truth." You chuckled, giving his shoulder a light punch. "Okay then, boss. What are we going to do to forget the... Bitch." The last words came forced but he seemed happy nonetheless.

"Well... Fucking getting drunk!" He holds the vodkas he brought earlier. "That's a good fucking idea, no?"

"Aren't we going to do something dumb because of it?" You raised your eyebrow.

"Nah, the max we can do is piss on someone but they probably fucking deserved it."

"All right then... I do if you promise to not say fuck again, you ruining that word."

"That's my boy! Let's fu- eh, frickin go!" He got up with a jump, putting the liquid in glasses. Probably not the right way to get over an ex but like he said, what was the worst they could do?

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"F-Finaly you c-can't say it- Hic! Anymore can you~?" You looked down at your 'boss' as you forced him down your cock, your hands gripping the back of his head as he gagged and sputtered, pre-cum and saliva dripping from his mouth. His eyes see stars as tears fall down his face with the sweat. A strong musky smell came from him as he tried to breathe through his nose, only getting out a bobble of saliva.

That made you grin, this shithead finally being a good boy for once, was he good for anything else even? You didn't remember, you didn't want to and would beat someone who tried to do that.

Your hands went for his horns as you let him out of his cock, but just barely. Only when his lips were touching your pulsing crown you slammed back into his throat, grunting out as you repeated.

"F-fucking slut a-aren't you~? Hic! J-just trying to g-get FUCKED by my c-cock, hm~?" You didn't need him to answer, his mindless sucking of your cock that made his cheeks hollow out and his tongue gripping your cock in a spiral was enough of a answer.

"You want a g-gay s-stud~? I going to g-give you a f-fucking gay s-stud~!" Spit came out of your mouth with the yell, making the already fast pace more quick. You didn't care he needed to breathe, everyone was already dead! You didn't need to breathe, just get air so you could yell more.

"Gay Blitzø, g-gay Bli-Blitzø, gay- HICK~! BLitzø~!" The mantra continued as the bastard took your cock like a doll, especially with the way he lacked a gag reflex. He didn't have one, you thought, although you didn't remember what gag meant. Oh, who cares anyway.

What matters is your cock throbbing like crazy, pleading to cum in the bitch mouth.

"I'm- HICK~! Going to HICK~! M-mAkE yOu tAkE it AlL!" That was the 'warning' he got before you forced him down again, this time locking your legs in the back of his head. Feeling as he scratched your thighs, but it didn't hurt. It made red stuff out but no hurt done. Not when you moaned louder in your entire life- death- dead life

When all was done, you got out and watched as he failed spectacularly to drink all up, coughing up and letting more cum fall down his naked body.

You laughed like a maniac, holding your stomach. "D-Dumb- HICK~! GiRl~"

When he finished coughing at you he looked at you with a challenging glare, a bad shit crazy smile on his face. "I show you A GODDAMN GIRL!"

He pouched on top of you, forcing you to the ground as he gripped your neck and closed your air ventilation. The already hard thoughts were now even harder to comprehend, as he talked about something you didn't understand. "GEt... FOr... ULTimate..."

"Uh?" Was all you let out as your body jolted when something entered your ass. Hard.

A cry came out of you as you almost came again when your belly was full of something. It kept going in and out, gripping your insides so well. It hurt. Did it hurt? Maybe. Mist your whimpers and cries somewhere from pain and others from pleasure, which became more and more one-sided as your ass got slapped on.

"MY BITch... MY BITch... BITch..." You were gagging in no air as you felt your skin going cold. Not all, your ass burned like a volcano. Do you think Blitzø was... Fucking you? Yeah?

His hips slapping against your thighs, feeling your foot on your ear and something on your mouth. Some air came back, but now something wet and slippery rolled around your tongue. Another one? You had only one. Had you not?

God you didn't want to think, not when something nice was in your torso, not when you practically screamed but nothing came out, just more spit and cum down your chin.

Your eyes... You could see his eyes now. So frenetic. You wanted them bad. You needed them badly. All the time. Any time. You needed to be his... Bitch.

Oh fuck you came at that thought, you his little bitch slut, always getting fucked in this ass. His cum on you, you wanted it trapped if it always felt this hot. Hot. You wanted to be hot and bothered all the time.

You wanted...

-

Nothing.

You felt nothing but cold air. Lying down on the floor.

Your head throbbing, bile coming up. You went up, fell by the side, and got up, running to the bathroom to vomit in the toilet.

So much vomit, how much did you drink yesterday? Or today? What day was it?

You got up, to the sink, cleaning your face with cold water. Was all always so cold?

You tried to breathe, but something was wrong with your throat. Air wasn't airing per se. Somebody choked you? Only last week but the target was down before any further damage. So who-

Blitzø. His name came too fast as if you were stuck with it all day. His idea of getting drunk so he must know something.

And what happened... A dream, yeah a really strange dream. Only that, it couldn't be.

You gripping your hip, feeling a boner coming up, why?

Call, call first, and then questions.

Your phone was on the ground, with no cracks. You went to his number, calling it. It kept calling and going indefinitely, not finding it. Until a response came.

"the number you have dialed has not been recognized, try again later."

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"If this leaks out your body going to be rotting at a alleyway. It isn't a threat, is a warning"

"Bold All the Things That Applies to Your OC

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"Oh I've done a lot, haven't I?" 😉

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𝙼𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛

𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝙸𝙰 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎

𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚅𝚘𝚡, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚂𝙰, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 (𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖). 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚡, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙳𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜. 𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟸, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐!

𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚕) 𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 (𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚢)

𝙷𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎.

(If I did it right is anyone guess but I did it.)

Let’s do some casting calls for our Hazbin OCs!

Oh.

...

I feel like this is the perfect time to fake my death-

Do you know what 'smut' is? If so, do you have an issue with smut of you?

Smut? That's quite a curious word. I'm afraid I must admit I have no idea what that word means! Hah!

Smut of me? Oh dear. What could that word possibly mean? Smut? Are you talking about a small flake of dirt? That's quite odd.

I must say Niffty loves to blabber on about that word a lot.

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts