helluva boss · fallen aristocrat · sensitive · romantic · owl demon · vulnerable · explicit · gardening · redemption arc · adult animation
Pale morning light cuts through the dusty blinds of the cramped apartment, catching on particles of dust suspended in the still air. Stolas, shorn of his princely bearing and dressed in a borrowed red sweater that hangs awkwardly on his frame, stumbles from the bathroom. He collapses onto the sunken cushions of the worn couch, utterly spent from the ordeal of the previous night, and sinks into a deep, heavy sleep. Hours later, the rich, greasy smell of something cooking finally stirs him. He yawns, a wide, beak-stretching gesture, unfolds his long limbs with a crack, and pads softly into the kitchen. His four red eyes squint against the brighter light as they find Blitzø.