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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While Blitzo was paid to be Stolas' playmate and was manipulated by his sleazy father into being a thief, Stolas was genuinely happy to have a friend his own age in childhood, which probably saved his sanity from Paimon's less than competent parenting.
When Blitzo explains his dream of running his own circus business, Stolas is incredibly supportive, if somewhat amused at a circus having an office. When the prospect of Blitzo hiring him comes up later, Stolas says he hopes he'll qualify and that Blitzo will make a good boss. While the start of their playdate had Blitzo being bored and clearly not thinking much of Stolas, and even if it comes after Blitzo tricking Stolas in helping him rob the palace, by the end they are laughing together and happily discussing their futures with mutual interest.
During the anniversary party, Stolas was so desperate for emotional connection that, when he met Blitzo again, he convinced himself that the imp was sneaking into his room to seduce him. Blitzo, who hadn't seen him in 25 years and was only after the book, took advantage of this not realizing Stolas was after a genuine connection and leading to the collapse we saw in "OZZIE'S".
It also turns that Blitzo was planning on just tying up Stolas so he didn't see him steal the book...then changed his mind and decided to give Stolas a fun night after discovering just how empty Stolas' life was, looking genuinely guilty upon realizing what kind of emotional damage that abandoning someone in makeshift BDSM would do to him. Especially someone who, in that bondage, called Blitzo his “first ever friend”. "OZZIE'S" has made it very clear that Blitzo might put on a front for everyone else, but I.M.P is his attempt at creating a family "circus", and he doesn't actually have very many friends of his own, having pushed his old friends away years ago (Fizzarolli, Verosika and even kept Stolas at arm's length as a child), and continuing the pattern with Moxxie and Stolas.
Stolas and Blitzo's relationship seem to have been very much headed for doom from the beginning, and it's clear that both Blitzo and Stolas has never had a healthy and meaningful relationship with anyone except maybe Octavia for Stolas and M&M and Loona for Blitzo, and even those relationships are fraught. It probably isn't a coincidence that both Blitzo and Stolas seem to be trying to make up for their horrible fathers by being better father figures to the people in their care. Stolas has been so deprived of love and affection for his whole life, other than Octavia, that he has no idea how real, non-transactional relationships work even though he desperately wants one.
Blitzo's the same, though he's spent more time hiding that, which is understandable given that he's a trained clown that has to hide his emotions. Just like Stolas, Blitzo desperately craves intimacy and a relationship of his own, but he doesn't understand intimacy without some non-love motive behind it, and he pushes others away to the point of resentment because his upbringing/mistakes with relationships in the past have led him to see himself as a failure and horrible person who doesn’t deserve love, despite being terrified of dying alone as a “wrinkly, old, withered waste”. Not to mention that Stolas, being a very sheltered member of the Goetia family, has a very poor understanding of power dynamics and as such, his "kinky fantasy" of “favors for favors” has real implications that he failed to consider, which may have permanently impacted his relationship with Blitzo. Only time will tell if they can make things right.
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