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blitzø (the o is silent) ([personal profile] somethingfucky) wrote2025-02-14 09:47 pm

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[personal profile] missingstarlight 2026-02-06 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I do believe if I survived it once, I will again. [ It's endearing, how much Blitz loves horses and collects plushes of them. Surprising the first time he woke up like that, but knowing that Blitz had shared something he's passionate about warms his hollow bones. ]

You're welcome.

[ Blitz has seen the disaster that was Stolas' life for the most part. He also knows something happened in the imp's life, the scars alone are proof of that. The conversation on the balcony, Ozzie's words about the history with Fizzarolli and the way all the photos on the wall have Blitz's image scribbled out. It paints a picture of something tragic.

Oh, he wasn't entirely sure the nickname would be accepted considering the ways he had used it prior to everything changing. Seeing Blitz's face soften that way eases the rest of the anxiety from his chest that he started all this with. It's not perfect, and they've a long way to go, but it gives him hope that they can get through this. ]


I haven't. You... [ Stolas starts and stops that sentence, it feels Too Big right now. To say that Blitz is the light that cut through the darkness that was his existence with Stella. ] Being here with you and Via makes me happy.

[ It feels smaller, despite it being anything but that. The only thing that would make this place better is Blitz having the rest of his family here too (how nice that Loona's return isn't far off either). He leans down to brush a hand over Blitz's cheek gently, affectionately. ]

Yes, I quite gathered that but clarity is important. You'll have to be creative again.
missingstarlight: (a watcher of these ancient rites)

[personal profile] missingstarlight 2026-02-14 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I do like when you call me Stols. [ It's only one letter difference, but no one has ever given him a nickname before. So hearing it brings a fluttering to his chest, making his heart skip a beat.

This isn't a perfect little world, but it's given him a chance to make things right for Octavia and closer to wanting to pursue a relationship with Blitz... but for now, the ball will do. He's also waiting for the other slipper to drop, yet trying to remain optimistic. ]


Even if I didn't mean to come here, I'm very glad I did. Nor do I intend to leave any time soon.

[ Maybe ever. Another laugh, louder this time and he doesn't hide the little hoots, or the blush. ]

That can most certainly be arranged.