Scene opens up to a sunlit exterior of Stolas's mansion. A sigh of contentment from Stolas is heard. Blitzo is shown lighting a cigar on Stolas' bed and folds his arms behind his head.]
Stolas: *arms tied up* I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.
[Stolas is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, his hands tied to the headboard with rope.]
Blitzo: When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...
[He uses the cigar to burn rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitzo's cigar from him and takes a long drag of it.]
Blitzo: But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.
Stolas: As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoiiiiiire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty Imps like yourself.
[Stolas puts out the cigarette in one of Blitzo's horns and pinches his cheek before Blitzo shoves him away.]
Stolas: The Harvest Moonis a very special occasion! It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals.
[Blitzo pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.]
Blitzo: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.
Stolas: *sits up* Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all…
[Stolas pulls the covers over his head and his head appears near Blitzo's crotch.]
Stolas: …special access~ *chuckles*
Blitzo: Look, I told you, we're not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.
[Stolas stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.]
Stolas: I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year.
Blitzo: Well if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.
Stolas: (baby-talk voice) Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait…
Blitzo: (waves a dismissive hand) Oh, fuck my clients!
Scene Transitions to your Apartment where you and Mayberry and Loona are currently cuddled up in bed together when suddenly your phone rings. You look down to see Blitzo's face.
Y/N: Ughhhh What the fuck does he want I'm trying to relax this morning.
You pick up the phone and answer it )
Y/n: Blitzo this better be good .
Blitzo: Hey buddy how would you and My little Loonie Toony like to go to some Harvest Moon Festival in the Wrath ring .
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The Reaper of Angels. ( Helluva boss / Hazbin hotel x male reader .
FanfictionWhat if Lucifer and the Morningstars weren't the most powerful family in hell .What if there was a family everyone in hell feared including Lucifer himself , And what if this family had a half human son they sent to earth to save his life . DISCLAIM...
