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Ok… I watched this. And I’m not ready. I’m not fucking ready for the next episode….

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STOLITZØ - MOMENTS

***Blitzø is still in the hospital for this bit. Post “I love you”s.***

“Hey… Loony?”

“Yeah?” Loona didn’t look up from scrolling on her phone.

“Totally weird question… But um…” Blitzø cleared his throat. “Did anyone ELSE visit me?”

He felt bad breaking the comfortable silence they’d been sharing. But he’d been stewing over this weird feeling for a while and he just needed to know.

“What do you mean?” Loona raised an eyebrow and peeked up from her phone.

“I mean like…” Blitzø averted his gaze and scratched his cheek. “Other than you guys? The M&Ms, Fizz and Oz, Stolas…”

Loona uncrossed her ankles, swung her legs off the bed and sat up.

“Ah…” She put her phone face down on the bed and rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.

Maybe I don’t wanna know the answer…

“So?” He said sheepishly.

“Uh…” Loona sat up straight and began absentmindedly smoothing out the sheets on the bed in front of her. “Yeah, actually.”

Blitzø’s stomach did a weird flip.

“…Who?” He swallowed hard.

“Well.” Loona paused. “I thought it was really weird. But Tex asked if I’d make sure the room was empty for like twenty minutes, so that Verosika could stop by… I thought he was shitting me… But no. She came.”

Blitzø felt like he was hearing her through a tunnel.

F*ck. How the f*ck did I know that?

Loona peeked over at Blitzø.

“I hope that’s ok?”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah.” He said offhandedly. Blitzø felt weirdly numb, unsure what to say. “I mean I still have all my parts so she clearly didn’t do any damage, ha ha.”

“Mmm. Why’d you ask?” Loona raised an eyebrow.

“Huh? Oh…” Blitzø stammered, caught off guard. “I dunno. I feel like I had this weird dream that she visited.”

“Huh.” Loona picked up her phone and settled back into her chair and started scrolling. “That IS weird.”

***

“I’m going to get us all something to eat.” Stolas stood and squeezed Blitzø’s hand. “I’ll be right back.”

Blitzø watched Stolas swish out the door and smiled to himself.

Once he was sure Stolas was gone he turned to Loona and Octavia.

“Could I ask you girls a favour?”

Loona and Octavia looked up at Blitzø from their phones, eyebrows raised.

“I want you to find me something if you can. Probably at that weird store you both like so much.”

They both looked at him, confused.

“With the dead animals?”

“Stylish Occult,” they said in unison.

“Whatever,” he waved it off. “Here’s what I’d like you to get for me, if you can….”

***

Blitzø woke later to the sound of an incoming message. He reached over and groggily unlocked his phone.

He rubbed his eyes and blinked away the blurriness of sleep to find a message from Verosika. More accurately, a message of photos.

He opened the message.

The first photo was of a creepy plush jackalope, dressed up to look like Blitzø. Little jacket, boots and gloves.

Excellent craftsmanship. Five stars. Great job girls.

A little note was tied around its neck: “Hi! My name is Blitzo! Please mutilate me! I deserve it!”

Nice. Nice.

The next one showed the Blitzalope stabbed through with a carving knife.

Deserved.

The next had it rammed in a large pile of shit - which Blitzø assumed was more than likely horse shit.

Mhmm… Yup. Very apropos.

Another had the Blitzalope squished under the tire of Verosika’s pink pussy-wagon.

Clever.

And in the last photo you could see Verosika’s hand flipping the Blitzalope the bird, while the plush was being pissed on by a queef on the sidewalk.

HA! Classic.

Blitzø smiled to himself

He was startled when he saw a speech bubble pop up with those three little dots.

Oh f*ck… What’s she gunna say…

He closed his eyes and braced himself for the worst.

His phone pinged.

“More useful than you ever were.”

Blitzø smiled and chuckled to himself.

I’m glad you like it, Rosi… You’ll get a proper apology one of these days... I promise.

*****

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These fools ❤️

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That Stolitz was magical, beautiful, epic, truly ❤️❤️❤️

Question for you though, what was that epilogue?! That wonderful mystery?! I scream in void, I must know! 😭

Love your writing so much, such wonderful work!

I’m so glad you enjoyed it!

Ooooooh. The epilogue 😏 😈 Someday I may dig deeper into my ideas with THAT. But for now, I’ve always loved a story that has a great mysterious open ending. (Ie: The Giver)

So… I give you mine!

You’re welcome!

*Maniacal laugh*

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And that is all she wrote - of STOLITZØ (for now)!

I hope you all enjoyed the story 😊

I was so shocked at how well received it was - having never shared my writing online before. So thank you. ❤️ You all made my first online sharing experience a great one 🥹

I hope to bring some more content later down the road.

But I promise I’m working on getting this on AO3 soon. And puffing it up with some spicy NSFW content that will be published separately 👌

Thanks again!

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STOLITZØ - EPILOGUE

Blitzø’s mother smiled down happily on Blitzø and Stolas.

“Finally.” she chuckled to herself.

She heard a flutter of wings behind her, but didn’t turn from her view of her son.

“I should have guessed this is where you would be.” St. Peter smiled warmly and walked to her side.

“Oh you know me.” She playfully bumped his shoulder with hers. “Great with the ‘ol backdoor loopholes.”

St. Peter chuckled and shook his head. He observed her watching her son for a few moments. His smile slowly faded.

“Please be careful though.” St. Peter looked at her with concern. “This particular backdoor is kept closed for a reason.”

She took his hand, squeezed it reassuringly and nodded.

They stood in comfortable silence for a time looking down at Blitzø and Stolas.

“Ready to go?” St. Peter squeezed her hand affectionately.

“Yeah.” She waved her hand and the view of Blitzø faded. She put her arms around St. Peter and rested her chin on his shoulder.

A portal appeared above their heads and St. Peter braced to lift off.

“Hey. Pete?”

“Mm?” St. Peter paused and looked at her.

“Do you think they’ll be ready?” Her voice shook.

He gripped her tight and flew up toward the portal.

“They‘ll have to be”.

*****

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STOLITZØ - SEVENTY

The following morning, Blitzø sat on the couch wrapped in a big fluffy blanket. He watched as Stolas shuffled over in his robe and bunny slippers, with two mugs of coffee.

Blitzø unwrapped half the blanket and pat the cushion beside him. Stolas smiled warmly, handed Blitzø his mug and cozied up next to him. Blitzø draped the blanket around Stolas’s shoulders once he had settled.

Stolas grabbed the tv remote and started flipping through channels. Blitzø looked over at him lovingly. When Blitzø went to have a sip of coffee, he realized it was iced. He looked down at the cold drink in his mug, tears welling up unbidden.

F*cking birdbrain…

“Darling?” Stolas looked over at Blitzø. “Goodness! What’s the matter?!” Stolas clambered to get out of the blanket so he could turn to face Blitzø.

Blitzø calmly put his mug on the coffee table. He climbed on the couch and knelt in front of Stolas, putting the owl’s face between his palms and smooshing his cheeks until they fluffed in that adorable way Blitzø loved.

Blitzø smiled happily and gave Stolas a quick light kiss.

“Darling?” Stolas blushed.

“Thank you for seeing me,” Blitzø grinned happily through tears.

Stolas sniffled, tears springing up; he threw his arms around Blitzø and they fell back on the couch laughing, tangled in each other’s limbs, tails and the blanket.

The TV buzzed in the background.

“666 NEWS”

“I’m Katie Killjoy”

“And I’m Tom Trench”

“Ha. Ha. No one f*cking cares who you are, Tom!”

“On our show today we have a very special guest! That’s right! The big guy who put the big ‘O’ in Ozzie’s. The sexiest sin himself. The lustful leader, Asmodeus is in the studio with some scintillating updates on a new product to hit shelves later this month!”

The audience erupted in applause.

Blitzø and Stolas looked over at the TV.

“Welcome your majesty!” Katie clapped enthusiastically as she slid down the news desk to make room for Asmodeus, hip-checking Tom off his chair on her way over.

“Thank you, Katie.” Asmodeus leaned in front of and across Katie and extended a hand to Tom as he was pulling himself back up into his chair. “And great to see you, Tom! We still on for Friday?”

Katie was NOT impressed.

Blitzø had started drinking his coffee and almost shot it out his nose onto Stolas. He started to choke. Stolas thumped his back trying to help him breathe through his choking laughter.

They missed Katie’s next comment through Blitzø’s coughing and laughter.

“Thanks for having me this morning.” Asmodeus smiled his celebrity smile. “If I could be indulged a moment?”

The audience clapped.

“Before I get down to the… Nitty gritty,” Asmodeus winked at the camera and purred in a deep gravely voice. “There’s something more personal I’d like to touch on first.”

The camera focused on him completely.

“As many, if not all, of you know, Fizzarolli and I have gone public with our long term romantic relationship.”

The audience erupted with cheers and applause. Asmodeus smiled unabashedly and waited for the applause to die down.

“And while I embody the sin of Lust… I DO love Fizzarolli. Yes he and I are in a loving and monogamous relationship... Being in love doesn’t mean the lust disappears. I say it makes it deeper, and even more… Pleasurable.”

The sex absolutely oooooozed off of his words. The audience was rapt. Blitzø and Stolas looked at each other, blushing.

“But I digress.” Asmodeus chuckled, breaking the spell. “I’m here to say: I AM a hypocrite.”

The studio filled with gasps, whispers and confused chatter.

Katie, desperate to get back in frame, slid her face along the news desk until she was at Asmodeus’s elbow. “And why do you say THAT, your Highness?”

Asmodeus casually pushed Katie’s face out of frame and continued, unfazed.

“I embarrassed a fellow Royal, and friend, at my club when I called out his relationship with an imp. I was wrong to do so. Not JUST because I hurt a friend.” Asmodeus’s demon flames grew. “But because I don’t AT ALL believe in this elitist BULLSH*T division of classes.” The lights all but went out in the studio as Asmodeus’s flames erupted.

A second later, it was as if a switch had been flipped and Asmodeus was back to his charismatic, charming self.

“So! Prince Stolas? Blitzø?… Owner of ‘I.M.P.’” Asmodeus winked and said conspiratorially behind a hand to the camera.

“I’m truly sorry. And my blessings to you both!”

The studio was silent for mere seconds before the audience erupted in applause and chaotic conversations.

“What…”

“The…”

“Actual…”

“F*CK!”

Blitzø and Stolas traded expletives while starring unblinking and agape at the tv.

“Now!” Asmodeus rubbed his hands together, excitedly. “Who wants to hear about my revolutionary new vibrator coming out next month?!”

Tom raised his hand and nodded enthusiastically.

Katie stomped off set screaming into a phone.

Blitzø turned off the tv.

“Did that just f*cking happen? Or was I f*cking hallucinating again?” Blitzø stared wide-eyed at the screen.

“It happened,” Stolas said just above a whisper.

They looked at each other.

Blitzø threw himself at Stolas, burying his face in his chest feathers.

Stolas fell back, surprised. He hugged Blitzø to him.

Blitzø nuzzled Stolas and hugged him back.

“Is… Is this ok?” Stolas stammered.

“Eez comfy” Blitzø mumbled from his snuggle spot.

Stolas chuckled. He stroked Blitzø’s horns affectionately, feeling somber.

“No… I meant…” Stolas paused, unsure what to say.

“Is WHAT ok?” Blitzø looked up at him.

“That,” Stolas looked toward the tv. “All of Hell knowing…”

“F*ck yeah!”

Stolas was startled. Blitzø grinned at him. His eyes shone.

“Free f*cking I.M.P advertising from Asmodeus on the 666 News?! F*ck YES!” Blitzø pumped his fist and laughed maniacally.

Stolas stared flatly back at him. He hoped he had his best ‘What-The-Actual-F*CK’ face on.

Blitzø grinned at him and burst out laughing. He grabbed Stolas in a tight hug and nuzzled his neck.

“Stolas, you birdbrain…” Blitzø whispered. “I want the whole f*cking universe to know you’re mine.”

*****

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY - NINE

Blitzø pulled back from his hug with Stolas and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

“It’s ok to cry in front of me, darling.” Stolas reached out a hand to touch his face.

Blitzø pulled up the hood of his horse hoodie, drew the strings tight so that his face was covered and only his nose and mouth could be seen.

“Don’t wanna.” Blitzø tied the strings in a bow, sat on the floor, grabbed his knees and flopped over on his side in the fetal position.

“Eez embarrassing.” He mumbled.

Stolas snorted and tried not to laugh.

Blitzø curled tighter into himself.

“Oh, darling.” He scooped Blitzø up into his arms. “You never have to be embarrassed in front of me.”

He kissed Blitzø on his horse hooded head and cradled him in his arms until he relaxed enough to untie the strings.

Stolas slipped a finger under the hood edge and pulled it open.

“Feeling a little better?”

Blitzø blushed and avoided eye contact.

“I guess…”

“Good!” Stolas nuzzled his neck until he laughed and pushed him off.

“Enough! That tickles!”

Stolas smiled.

Blitzø rolled his eyes.

“So, uh…” Blitzø looked away and scratched his cheek. “What is it that we’re supposed to talk about, you think?”

Stolas raised an eyebrow.

“Well. We’ve been trapped here to ‘sort our shit out’. What do you think that means?”

Stolas shrugged.

“I supposed we did a better job at taking things slow and remaining awkward around each other than we thought.” He chuckled.

Blitzø snorted.

“We didn’t speak to them about any of our conversations so they don’t know where we stand.”

“I guess you’re right.” Blitzø rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“If I may ask.” Stolas cleared his throat. “Where DO we stand?”

“Other than your foyer?”

Stolas glared at him.

“Okay okay!” Blitzø put up his hands defensively and chuckled. “Serious conversation. Gotcha.”

He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly before continuing.

“I don’t know what the future holds, Stolas. And Satan knows I’m a f*cking dumpster heap, trash fire waiting to happen... I’ll probably f*ck this up.”

“Darling, don’t say that.” Stolas cupped Blitzø’s face in his hand.

“But.” Blitzø wrapped his arms around Stolas’s neck. “I want my future to have you in it. A ‘you and I’ in it… Does that make sense?”

Stolas smiled tenderly and gave Blitzø a light kiss on the lips.

“Perfect sense.”

Blitzø grinned and pulled Stolas in for a proper kiss. No quick pecks for him.

Blitzø felt Stolas’s feathers fluff under his hands.

That’s more like it…

Stolas abruptly pulled away.

“What the?” Blitzø grumbled.

“Sorry, darling.” Stolas laughed nervously. “But I know if I let that continue then the evening will be over before it starts.”

Blizø grinned mischievously, running his fingers through Stolas’s feathers and gripping them tightly. Stolas shivered.

“And that would be a bad thing… WHY?”

“Blitzø.” Stolas said breathily. “You have no idea how much I wish to continue with this line of thought.” He cleared his throat and composed himself. “But I had something else in mind… At least to start the evening.”

Blitzø snorted and heaved an overly dramatic sigh.

“Fiiiiiiiiiine.” He let himself go limp and dangled in Stolas’s arms. “I’ll just waste away in your arms from lack of sex.”

Stolas hooted in laughter and started to walk down the hall.

“I promise to make it up to you, darling.” Stolas leaned over and whispered in Blizø’s ear; heat and power licking off his next words. “It’ll be worth the wait.”

Blitzø shivered. He looked up at Stolas. His eyes were glowing a delicious red.

Blitzø swallowed hard, wrapped his arms around Stolas’s neck and nodded.

“Good.” Stolas grinned. He adjusted Blitzø in his arms and made his way down the hall again. “Off we go then!”

“Where are we going?” Blitzø didn’t bother to look around. He was too busy staring at Stolas and imagining the faces he was going to make the bird make later tonight.

“The study.” Stolas didn’t seem to notice Blitzø's burning gaze. “There’s something I never did get the chance to give you.”

That snapped Blitzø back to reality.

“The crystal.” He breathed.

Blitzø hadn’t thought of the crystal in weeks. Hadn’t thought of first seeing it and his heart breaking. Hadn’t thought about the accident, the darkness, the… The dreams?

His heart started pounding.

Stolas waved open the study doors, startling Blitzø.

“Yes. The crystal.” Stolas crossed to his desk and placed Blitzø standing on his chair. He leaned back on his desk, crossing his legs at his ankles.

Stolas reached out behind him and slid the box containing the crystal over to his side with delicate fingers.

Blitzø watched with wide-eyes and his hands clasped and his chest.

“I’d still like you to have this, Blitzø.” Stolas held the box in his hands, looking down at it. “Now that you know what it means… I hope that you’ll accept it.”

Blitzø swallowed hard.

F*ck… I wish I had something to give him….

He wiped his hands down his sides trying to get rid of the sweat.

Why don’t I have anything to give him? I should have f*cking got him somethi-

Blitzø felt something in his pocket.

What… What IS this…?

He reached into his pocket, wrapping his hand around the lump he’d felt there.

He pulled his hand out, clenched in a fist. He slowly opened his fist.

Blitzø’s heart jumped into his throat.

“Blitzø?” Stolas put the box down and reached out to him. “Darling? Are you ok?”

“I…” Blizø’s hands shook and tears began to stream down his face. “I thought…”

Blitzø looked up at Stolas through tear-filled eyes.

“It was real, Stolas!” Blitzø beamed, crying happily. “It wasn’t a dream!”

“What was real?” Stolas was so confused.

Blitzø grabbed Stolas’s hands.

“Look!” He placed something in Stolas’s hands.

Stolas looked down at the object in his hands.

“The moon.” Stolas breathed. Tears stung his eyes.

“My mom says hi.” Blitzø choked on his tears through laughter and threw his arms around Stolas’s neck.

Stolas hugged him tightly, letting himself cry.

“You’re right, dear.” He smiled as he cried. “It wasn’t a dream.”

***

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I hope you don't mind @bleucaesura but I linked all your chapters to this one post to make it easier for me to reread because omg I love your story so very very much and I struggle finding my spot when my phone closes apps on me. I have it under a read more because I put all 68 current chapters on one post and it was pretty long. Thank you for writing this amazing story! Again I hope you don't mind that I did this and if you do, I can delete it! Lots of Love Deme!

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STOLITZØ - Update

(And doodle update 😜)

Doodle isn’t done yet - but here’s my progress 👍

As for the STORY:

There are only TWO chapters left.

😱

I know. I’m sorry. But I feel like I’ve taken the story where I want it to go.

I have other “chapters” in mind of little slices of life that happened during this story. So I’ll drop those here and there when I think of them.

I’m also getting on the AO3 stuff. So hopefully I’ll have the story up there soon-ish.

AND! I hope to make a NSFW version 🫠🤭🫣 Soooooo…. I’ll keep ya posted on that 🫡

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY EIGHT

“Everything packed?” Loona tossed a duffel bag on the bed and looked over at Blitzø.

He took a quick glance around the room and nodded. “Yup. That’s everything. Thanks sweetie.”

He smiled lovingly up at her.

Loona rolled her eyes. A smile curled on her lips as she zipped the bag and threw it over her shoulder.

What a great girl.

Blitzø beamed.

“So glad you’re finally outta here!” Millie bounced in place and clapped her hands.

Blitzø laughed.

“And you guys are still ok taking care of stuff at the office for a while longer?” He patted Millie on the shoulder.

Millie swooped him up in a big hug, pinning his arms. He was very appreciative that she wasn’t crushing him like he definitely knew she could.

“Yes, Sir. Of course.” Moxxie stood tall and puffed out his chest.

Blitzø snirked a little laugh.

Thinks he’s the big man now.

“I’m trusting you, Mox.” Blitzø gave him a serious look and a supportive nod.

Moxxie beamed and nodded enthusiastically.

“But seriously. I’m trusting you, Millie.” Blitzø leaned close to Millie and whispered. “Don’t let Moxxie touch ANYTHING. Don’t let your husband f*ck up my business.”

Millie released Blitzø from their hug, smiled mischievously and gave him a wink. Moxxie was too busy riding his imaginary praise high to notice.

“Come on, hun.” Millie grabbed Moxxie by the hand. “Let’s get goin. Places to be!”

“Oh. Yes. Right!” Moxxie shook off his stupor, clasped his wife’s hand and followed her to the door.

“Bye, Sir!” Moxxie waved. “See you soon!”

“Not if I see you first!” Blitzø called after him, waggling his eyebrows, and winking.

Millie giggled and pulled Moxxie out the door. But not before Moxxie flipped Blitzø off.

Blitzø laughed and smiled to himself. Things were feeling normal again. Better than normal.

He heard a portal open and close and shortly afterwards Octavia came into the room.

“Via!” Stolas walked over and gave her a big hug.

“Hey, dad.” She smiled and hugged him back. “Just got here and sent Millie and Moxxie on their way.”

“I’m so proud of you.” Stolas beamed with pride. “You’ve gotten so good with your portals in such a short time.”

“Thanks, dad.”

“Yeah, kiddo.” Blitzø came over and pulled her tuque down a little over her eyes, and ruffled her head feathers with it. “You’re getting really good.”

Octavia swatted Blitzø away and fixed her hair. She turned away to put her hat back on, and Blitzø was sure he could see a little blush on her cheeks.

“Yeah… Whatever…” She muttered.

SO. DAMN. CUTE.

“Ok, dad. Enough of that.” Loona gave Blitzø a little shove to move him away from Octavia.

“I’ve got everything.” She shook the bag on her shoulder. “Remember! No heavy lifting. Don’t physically over-exert yourself - you’re still healing.” She glared at him.

“I know, Loony.”

“I know you’re stronger now and everything.” She looked at her feet. “But no running a marathon or a bullsh*t equivalent.” She shunted a glare at Stolas.

Stolas shot up straight and flushed.

“I promise, sweetie.” Blitzø put a hand on her arm. “No race running or whatever for me. Just kicking back on the couch and laying in bed for me.”

Loona squinted at him, then at Stolas. She huffed.

Octavia stifled a laugh.

“Ok. Fine.” Loona nodded at Octavia and she began to form a portal. “You and Stolas go ahead and I’ll meet you at home.”

Stolas beamed. “As long as you’re ok to have me over, Blitzø?”

Blitzø winked and took his hand. Stolas blushed.

“Ok sweetie!” He pulled Stolas over to the portal and turned to wave at the girls. “I love you, Loony! Bye, Via!”

Octavia and Loona looked at each other and grinned.

Wait… I’m not sure I like those smiles… The f*ck?

Octavia finished the portal and the girls shoved their fathers through.

Stolas and Blitzø landed on their asses in the front hall of Stolas’s manor.

“Don’t you DARE go anywhere until you’ve sorted all your sh*t out!” Loona yelled from the other side of the portal.

“Toodles!” Octavia waved teasingly.

Like that the portal was gone. And they were left there on the cold floor, stunned and confused.

“I’m not sure if I should be more proud…” Blitzø turned to look at Stolas. “Or afraid…”

“Hmm.” Stolas responded.

They looked at each other. Blitzø got up and went to the front door. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, since he didn’t plan on leaving anyway, but when he opened it, he certainly didn’t expect to see what he did.

Millie and Moxxie. They smiled mischievously and waved from across the courtyard. Millie was holding a bat with nails, Moxxie a crossbow.

Stolas poked his head over Blitzø, they looked at each other and slowly backed into the manor and closed the door.

“Guess they mean business, huh?” Blitzø looked up at Stolas.

Just then Blitzø got a text on the spare phone Loona had activated for him while he was in the hospital.

‘Just here to make sure you don’t try and run again!’ Millie wrote.

Cute. Real f*cking cute guys.

Blitzø glared at his phone, tilting the screen so Stolas could read it from behind him.

He sent her back a middle finger.

‘Just want what’s best for y’all’ followed by many hearts and kissy faces.

“It’s kind of your family to care.” Stolas placed his hands on Blitzø’s shoulders and leaned down to kiss him on the cheek.

Blitzø grumbled, tossed the phone on the nearest side table and stomped away, no clear destination in mind.

Stolas easily caught up.

“What’s the matter, darling?”

“I don’t want to be the guy who runs away anymore.” He hunched his shoulders, clenched his fists at his sides and picked up his pace. “I don’t want to be seen as that guy anymore either.”

Stolas caught one of his hands and stopped him.

“Then… Perhaps.” He bent down until their faces were side by side. “You could stop running?”

Blitzø jolted and looked at Stolas.

“I’m…I’m not..” His voice wavered, tears choking in this throat.

Stolas smiled sadly.

“Not very well, I grant you. Your legs ARE very short and you weren’t going very fast...” He trailed off.

Blitzø glared at him.

“But you left me behind, darling.” Stolas squeezed his hand. “I had to follow if I wanted to be a part of whatever you’re going through.”

Blitzø staggered back in horror.

“I’ve been… I can’t believe I…” He looked down at his shaking hands. He started to hyperventilate. “I’ve been running from everything…”

“Darling.” Stolas clasped his hands in his own and knelt before him. “My precious, Blitzø. You don’t need to run. But know that, as long as you want me, I’ll always follow.”

Tears streamed down Blitzø’s face.

I can’t believe it took me so long to let myself love this idiot….

He threw his arms around Stolas’s neck and hugged him tightly.

Stolas held him and whispered little ‘there, there’ s. He quietly cooed deep in his chest, helping to calm Blitzø immensely.

Stolas let Blitzø cry for as long as he needed; ever patient, always kind. He never wanted to let go.

“I don’t want to keep running.” Blitzø sniffled. “I don’t want to be alone anymore… I want to stay… Stay here with you.” He buried his face in Stolas’s feathers, breathing in the familiar smell.

“Then stay.” Stolas held him close. “And I’ll never let you feel alone again.”

*****

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY SEVEN

After his talk with Stolas, Blitzø decided he didn’t want his family hanging around the hospital anymore. No more endless hours taking care of him. No more overnights on couches and armchairs. No more upsetting their lives for him.

No more of this taking care of him 24/7 nonsense.

Blitzø would only accept visits during regular visiting hours from now on, no exceptions for anyone, and that meant everyone had to go to their own damn homes and take care of themselves and their lives.

A part of Blitzø regretted sending all of his friends away at night, and restricting their visitations. But he also needed them to be ok. He needed them to be happy and healthy. He needed to not be the reason they looked sad and lost. And them being there sleeping at his bedside, wasting away, was not ok. No matter how much he loved their company.

So the next two weeks at the hospital felt like f*cking forever. Blitzø did his therapies alone. He did his cognitive exercises alone. He insisted on doing it all alone. He wanted to prove to himself, and everyone else, that he was capable and invested in getting better.

Blitzø only spent recreational time with his friends and family. No talk of his progress was allowed. He wanted to hear about their lives. He wanted to listen to music with Moxxie. Look at pictures of the hell-filly with Millie. Chat about work with Loona and the M&Ms. Play games with the girls and Stolas. Gossip and goof around with Fizz. Watch movies and cuddle with Stolas.

He wanted to be normal. He wanted to be better.

Of course everyone protested at first. Tried to sneak in during unapproved times. But they all learned quickly that he was serious. Begrudgingly they went back to their lives. Taking turns, alternating days or hours to spend with him.

Moxxie and Millie went back to work. Loona helped on occasion, opting to still spend most of her time at the hospital. Stolas was kind enough to continue to lend them the grimoire. He said he wanted to give Blitzø the crystal in person, so that would have to wait.

Fizz was home with Ozzie. They took some time off and had a mini vacation - something long overdue for Fizz. Blitzø told them to call the M&Ms if they needed any security - knowing the creeps that liked to follow Fizz around.

Stolas was the hardest to keep away. Not that Blitzø minded terribly. But it was hard to remind himself that he wanted to ‘take things slow’ when Stolas was always walking around in his cute outfits and looking at him with those eyes and touching him with those hands…

F*ck… Keep your d*ck in your pants you idiot!

He often had to slap himself when Stolas wasn’t looking just to keep himself from tenting. He was gonna give him a permanent handprint on his face if he didn’t get out of the hospital soon.

Keep it together… Be a f*cking grownup for once in your life you dumpster fire… You want this to work!

It was hard for him to get used to the idea of someone loving him. But every day he saw Stolas walk through the door and greet him with a genuine smile and a kiss, it got easier. He felt lighter.

The ache he felt in his heart wasn’t painful anymore. Instead he felt longing. Aching to be with him always. He didn’t feel empty and alone anymore. And it honestly scared him how Stolas was making him feel. He made him feel like he was worthy; like he was safe; like he was whole.

Stolas felt like home.

*****

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY SIX

“Look who’s finally awake.” Loona scoffed from the doorway.

“Sweetie!” Blitzø almost pushed Stolas off the bed as he turned and threw his arms wide gesturing to Loona to come and give him a hug.

She rolled her eyes.

He deflated and pouted.

Octavia popped her head in beside her.

“Via!” Stolas squawked.

He fell out of the bed trying to get himself untangled from the sheets.

“Hey dad.” She snickered.

Stolas popped up off the floor and brushed himself off, blushing an amusing shade of red. Blitzø chuckled. Stolas cut a glare his way.

The girls watched their dads, smiled smugly, and crossed their arms in unison.

Blitzø looked over, raising an eyebrow.

“What’s up with you two? You’re looking like the Grady twins right now… Creeping me out.” He pursed his lips.

Loona snorted. Octavia scrunched her face, confused. She looked at Loona quizzically.

Loona leaned down and whispered something to her.

“We haven’t watched that one have we?” Octavia responded.

Loona shook her head. “You don’t like horrors.”

“Hmmm.” Octavia rubbed her chin looking thoughtful.

F*ck, they are adorable.

“What were you referring to, darling?” Stolas whispered behind his hand.

“Creepy twin girls from a horror movie. Don’t worry about it.”

Stolas nodded. Clearly still completely lost.

Blitzø pulled him down and whispered “Maybe we’ll watch it some time and I’ll…. Keep you safe.” He blew on his feathers teasingly.

Stolas shivered, stood up straight and cleared his throat.

“Yes. Quite.”

Blitzø chuckled.

“You two are f*cking disgusting.” Loona stuck her finger in her mouth and gagged.

“Ya, dad.” Octavia smirked. “Not the time or the place.”

Blitzø barked out laughing.

“Raised us some sassy b*tches, didn’t we Stolas?!” He elbowed stolas in the ribs playfully.

Stolas fluffed and glared at him.

“I BEG your PARDON?” Stolas’s eyes flared.

Blitzø shrank.

Oh shit…

“Chill out, dad.” Octavia started to laugh. “It’s slang. Kind of a term of endearment. He’s not actually calling us b*tches.” She looked over at Blitzø. “ARE you?”

“I would never!” He threw up his hands defensively. “You’re both precious, beautiful hellspawn who can do absolutely no wrong!”

Blitzø clasped his hands together up by his face and batted his eyelashes at the girls. His eyes were huge and sparkling, like an anime kitten.

“F*cking right we are.” Loona grinned.

Stolas looked between the three of them, pursing his lips.

“Mmhmmm.” He sounded incredibly skeptical.

They all looked at Stolas and burst out laughing.

He blushed and fluffed, stamping his foot indignantly. The display only fueled their laughter.

He puffed his cheeks indignantly.

“Aw. Stols.” Blitzø tried to swallow his laughter. He reached out to take his hand.

“HMF.” Stolas threw his beak in the air, crossed his arms and stomped out of the room, brushing past their daughters in a regal huff.

Blitzø’s face fell, he stuck his lip out and pouted.

Loona rolled her eyes and pushed off the door frame. Octavia followed close behind as Loona walked over to Blitzø’s bedside.

“Don’t worry.” Octavia said. “He likes to be dramatic sometimes.”

Blitzø looked up at her with worry in his eyes.

“He’s not really that upset.” Octavia smiled reassuringly. “Just let him be a drama queen for a while. He’ll get over it.”

Blitzø looked at Loona. She gave him a little nod and wink.

Blitzø turned back to Octavia and smiled sadly.

“You guys are fine.” Octavia waved him off. “My dad’s just a f*cking baby sometimes.”

“Via!” Blitzø gasped, feigning horror. “Language!” He grinned behind his hands.

Octavia flipped him off.

They all burst out laughing; laughing until their sides hurt.

*****

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY FIVE

Stolas and Blitzø lay in bed together for what could have been hours and just held each other, neither wanting to leave their blissful bubble to face the world outside the room, let alone their bed.

They talked in hushed voices about nonsense and nothing. About anything and everything. Then, about them - kind of.

“So…” Blitzø trailed off. “Where do we go from…” He cleared his throat. “Here…?”

Stolas was silent for a time, looking pensive, before responding.

“I know where I would like to go with this.” He smiled and cupped Blitzø’s cheek in his hand. “The question is, how you feel, and what you would like to do?”

Blitzø swallowed hard.

“I’m no good at these things. I’m afraid I’m gonna f*k it up.”

Stolas smiled meekly and rubbed Blitzø’s cheek with his thumb. “I think we’ve proved how proficient we BOTH are at f*cking things up.”

Blitzø snorted and rolled his eyes.

“My point being,” Stolas held his face with both his hands. “We’re equally as likely to screw things up. It’s not on you.”

Blitzø averted his gaze. Stolas pinched his cheek, making him look at him again. Blitzø glared half-heartedly.

“BUT.” Stolas smiled warmly. “If we learn to communicate, actually talk to one another, I feel we would be very good together… Wouldn’t you agree?”

His eyes looked pleadingly back at Blitzø.

This f*cking bird… How does he always know just what to say?

“Yeah…” Blitzø smiled lovingly at Stolas. “I think so.”

He reached out and pulled Stolas in for a quick kiss.

They touched foreheads and held hands.

“But,” Blitzø swallowed the lump in his throat. “I think I need to take this slow.”

“Of course, darling.” Stolas rubbed his forehead against Blitzø’s, nuzzling him.

“So, no more sleepovers, or,” Blitzø blushed and looked away. “Funny business…”

Stolas nodded against his forehead.

Blitzø cleared his throat.

“At least until I’m out of this place.”

Stolas looked up at him and crooked a smile.

Blitzø smiled sheepishly back at him.

“Can we…” Stolas reached up and brushed a tentative hand over one of Blitzø’s horns. “Is it ok to…”

Blitzø took his hand and kissed his palm, looking him dead in the eyes.

“Don’t you EVER stop touching me.”

Stolas turned a delicious shade of pink and his feathers fluffed in that sexy way Blitzø loved so much.

“Of… Of course.” Stolas stammered.

Blitzø ran his fingers through his feathers, grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him until their mouths were a whispers breadth apart.

Stolas shivered.

“Good, birdie.”

*****

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY FOUR

Stolas had had the most delightful dream about Blitzø. But then, he had always dreamt about Blitzø. Every single night in memory since the day they’d met, the handsome imp had made an appearance in some way or another in Stolas’s dreams… Even his nightmares.

But last night had been one of the good ones. Stolas finally told him how he felt, Blitzø even returned his feelings, little making out and light fondling (bit PG for Stolas’s liking), all and all a great dream.

Stolas tried to cling to sleep as long as he could, not wanting to let those beautiful images go. You’d think for how utterly exhausted he was it would have been easy to stay asleep, but it wasn’t. Stolas’s inner alarm clock screamed at him that he’d over-slept.

You can f*ck right off… I’ll sleep as late as I please.

He tittered to himself, then sighed sadly.

Blitzø would have liked that…

Stolas squeezed his eyes tighter, and clenched his pillow.

He slowly let himself surface from sleep, all four eyes still squeezed shut and let his senses feel the waking world.

Still.

Quiet… Mostly. He could hear people in the hall.

The staff must be cleaning or something…

Warm.

“Mmmm” Stolas hummed. He hadn’t felt this warm in a long time.

Stolas moved towards the warmth, wanting to have as much of it as he could, but he felt constrained, the sheets wrapped tightly around him.

Darn…

He yawned and stretched.

“OW!”

Stolas shot upright, blinking away the blurry sleep and looked around.

“The f*ck was that for?” Blitzø whined groggily. He looked up at Stolas and rubbed his face. A small red spot bloomed on his cheek and he yawned and tried to sit up.

“B… Blitzø?” Stolas stammered. He flushed

Blitzø sat up, looking at him, and rubbed his eyes.

“You ok?” He looked at him with sleepy concern.

Stolas stared back at him, wide-eyed and confused.

“Last night…? So it wasn’t?”

Blitzø tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.

Stolas started to cry.

Blitzø’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

“Sh*t! Stolas!… What..?” He reached out and pulled Stolas into a hug. “What’s going on?”

“I… I thought it was all a dream.” Stolas sobbed. He clung to Blitzø, making fists in his hospital gown. “I didn’t think you’d be lying here next to me… I’m so happy.”

Blitzø softened. He’d been so worried he’d done something wrong.

So f*cking cute…

He pulled Stolas closer, hugging him tighter and buried his face in his head feathers, breathing in his scent.

“Yeah… Me too.”

*****

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Tiny foil stamping/lettering/penning? 🤔 Got a foil pen thing and decided I’m gunna try to make Stolas’s grimoire. But doing a tiny test first. Detail isn’t easy with a fat nubbed pen.

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STOLITZØ - SIXTY THREE

“Will you look at this sh*t?” Loona gestured accusingly. “The f*ck is with these two? In bed together ALREADY?!”

“Shhh!” Octavia grabbed at Loona’s arm and tugged her back into the hallway.

“Don’t shush me!” Loona stomped her foot. “The doctor said-”

“I know, I know.” Octavia waved her off. “But look at them.”

Octavia peeked through the door window. Loona huffed, rolled her eyes and joined her at the window.

“Still fully clothed.” Octavia pointed. “See?”

Loona harumf’ed.

“And they look so happy.” Octavia said wistfully. “My dad hasn’t been happy in so long.”

Loona growled under her breath.

“Fine.” She heaved a heavy sigh. “I just want dad to get better…”

She turned and began to walk away.

“Stop being a creepy voyeur, and let’s go get some coffees while we wait for our idiot fathers to wake up.”

Octavia smiled affectionately at the slumbering idiots one last time before rushing to join Loona.

“Only if we get some big’ol waffles to go with them!”

Loona chuckled, grabbing Octavia in a playful headlock once she caught up.

“Deal. But you’re buying!”

*****

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