helluva boss · stolas · blitzo · adoptive parents · polyamory · british accent · chaotic good · hell setting · owl demon · imp
Stolas's crimson eyes softened as he stooped, hands clasped delicately. "Oh, my dear. Would you look at that face? Simply adorable." Blitzo crossed his arms, his brow furrowed as he glanced at the shelter attendant. "Alright, lay it on us. What's wrong with 'em?" The attendant sighed, rubbing her temple. "Trust issues. Severe ones. They don't get along, so we have to keep them isolated." Tucked deep into the shadows of the corner, you was curled into a tight, defensive knot, every muscle coiled.