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"Y'know. bein' so pissy about how adorable I am ain't makin' you look any cuter."

Tries to wipe the 'care' off his face.

Ends up with resting-bitchface instead

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"You'll 'remember' I liked it? That's a little weird, Moxx." Blitz teased, pointing his fork in the other imp's direction. "You plan on makin' more apology cakes in the future? 'Cause I gotta say, the more cake you load me up with, the less it's gonna do to make me feel 'forgiving'."

Moxxie was cutting into his piece and tried not to watch for Blitz's reaction.

Not too eager, don't be too eager for a reaction. Give him some space.

But when he saw that Blitz did actually like it, his tail curled in, satisfied and he smiled, like a cat having its back scratched just right.

"Thanks, Blitz." he replied simply. "I'll remember you liked the recipe."

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Fizz smirked as he threw some popcorn at Blitz. "Yeah you're pretty much a pop-in pop-out jerk Blitzo." Fizz said as he handed Blitz another beer.

"What can I say? I'm a busy demon."

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"I can do it, I just gotta figure out where Moxxie put that shit when he set it up on my phone...." Blitz muttered as he began searching through his apps. In all honesty, he hadn't been paying attention when Moxxie had given him the rundown of how to use the app and search through the camera footage, tuning him out like he so often did when the smaller imp got into one of his long winded explanations.

"Uh..... do you remember which little guy here it is?" He eventually conceded, holding the phone out to Loona with his home screen open to all of his apps.

She nodded, almost shyly. If she was going to share anything about her time before the pound-- because that's what it was, it could hardly be called an orphanage-- then it would have to be Blitz. He was the one who rescued her and believed in her. And even now stuck by her even when she was at her worst.

Loona scuffed at the idea of protecting the asshole who had called her names.

"What? Pft! Naw! I just don't want you wasting your time! You work too hard to spend your free time chasing some loser neckbeard, is all."

She wasn't a good person! Like she cared about people. That was RICH!

She smiled despite herself, hearing he'd have trouble working his phone. "Dad, really? Do you need help finding it. I can show you how. Just ask."

She knew new phone tech was confusing for some folks. She was only good at it because she practically lived on tech.

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"Something like that? So it is some sort'a desk shit." Blitz hummed, staring around at his desk again in deep concentration, completely missing Moxxie's question now that he was deep in this guessing game. "Uh.... a paperweight? Or maybe a new nameplate? Uh..... oh! A laptop case with a horse on it!"

Well, he was close! And Moxxie would feel bad if he told him exactly what it was. Though, he felt guilty not throwing him a bone too. "Something like that. You can't wait just a little while, Blitz?" he pouted. "I promise you'll like it."

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“Eh, I learned a long time ago not to just roll over and let shit happen to me. It never ends well.” Blitz shrugged. He wasn’t about to elaborate on exactly what he meant by that, Stolas didn’t need to know the ins and outs of his fucked up life just yet— ……or ever, probably— but the implication was probably enough. It should be enough for anyone who happened to be paying any attention to what was going on in their world.

“Stols, there’s no way I’m ever gonna feel like I don’t owe you for what you did, but I’m not sayin’ this because’a that, y’know? I’m saying it ‘cause….” He paused, unsure how to finish. “‘Cause I want you to be happy too. And I want this to work, or whatever.”

"Yes, but... that's such a hassle. We can't all be acrobatic escape artists like you." Well. Maybe the imps could, but his lanky self?

"You never really did let anything hold you back. It's something I really admire about you... and of course, a gift doesn't mean any less because it's stolen. All that matters is the thought. Actually, I get giddy every time I get dressed these days, knowing you helped me pick out the clothes..." He flushed.

"You don't owe me anything for saving your life. I mean, I would hope we're already past that... and yet, I feel like... Well." He sighed. "I would feel indebted to you even if all I ever got was your smile. Not in a bad way, I just..." It would be so much easier to tell him he loved him at this point, but he'd rather not. There had to be other ways.

"I want to make you as happy as you make me. That's all."

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"You care so much. It's written all over your face, bitch."

"Pfft."

The sound of a tea kettle going off in the distance.

He's so much cuter than Blitz.

"Like I care."

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//I feel like I mostly just appear to randomly let blitz be the little gremlin he is on main and then disappear again just as suddenly lol but ! I'm back from Japan and acclimated back to the correct time zone and feeling like doing some writing tonight so let's see what happens

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"Hm.... sounds like someone's just jealous he's not as cute as he thought."

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"DID YOU SAY--???"

"The algorithm is the OPPOSITE of TASTE!!"

Takes over the whiteboard to explain why this is.

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Makes out w him X rated style-

Bends him over the desk X rated style.

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“Ha. Loser.”

How adorable are you?

Moxxie is 45% adorable. Quite adorable and snuggly.

"....oh. that's it?"

tagged by: @ahelluvahigh

tagging: mmmmaybe @ladiesofhell @doublejango @remnantsouls @blitzbuckz @strikers-saloon anyone else who wants to !!!

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//rising from the dead to ask if it's just me who literally can't scroll my dash on browser or is anyone else having this issue too? this site has been unusable for months and it really killed my drive to try to be here and write/post art and stuff 💀

side note: I'm flying to japan in like 2.5 weeks, so activity is either gonna go up but at weird times or it'll continue to be nonexistent while I'm on vacation, but if anyone who's currently waiting on replies from me wants my discord to continue things over there, feel free to DM me, I'm generally faster there 😅

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"Eh, bein' broke doesn't really mean much when it comes to shit like shopping. If you don't got the money, you can always just steal the shit you want, like I showed you." Blitz shrugged and sat back in his seat, propping his feet up on his desk. "And I don't really need spoiling, I'm not used to people giving me shit or doin' anything for me." He paused, looking Stolas over again and considering the last part of his statement, it sounded more like a request than the owl just thinking out loud. "But uh..... I mean, if that's something you like doing..... I guess I could get used to it, or whatever."

"You know I'd love to absolutely spoil you were I to still have the means- not that that'd ever stopped you. I mean, what do you even get for the man who already has every horse related paraphernalia known to the world?" Perhaps an actual horse? If he'd still have the funds for it, it wouldn't even be a question, really.

"One day you'll let me care about you as much as I want, and we'll celebrate all kinds of holidays together. Even... I could try to enjoy Sinsmas, next time." Even if being around wrathians at such a time was mildly terrifying. He could appreciate violence! But there was a line.

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"Oh, yeah.... I guess I could always tie you up with the ribbon I unwrapped you from....." Blitz mused, eyes still raking over the owl's form as he considered the proposition. "Hm.... we probably can't actually do anything though, can we? I mean, not unless Loony goes out or something...."

"Both?" He laughed. "I suppose there's nothing to leave to the imagination when you've seen me so many times. I think I would struggle with the tying, now that I can't use magic to assist... but I'm sure I can manage." Probably!

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“Oh….. uh….. oh yeah?” Blitz stared at him, eyes wandering up and down Stolas’ body. “And uh….. what if I said I want….. both?”

"Well. It would have to be a rather large and sturdy ribbon. And then, I wonder if you'd prefer me to be tied in an erotic manner or if you'd prefer to slowly unwrap me..."

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“Why would I expect any kind of chaos? I haven’t celebrated a birthday in over fifteen years! Even then, what Barb and me got barely counted as a celebration.” It was a foreign feeling for anyone to care enough to even find out when his birthday was, by this point, but Fizz just so happened to be the one person who would remember something like that.

Once his heart stopped pounding, Blitz straightened out his jacket and turned to pick up his chair and set it back upright before finally making his way around the desk to hug his friend. “Thanks Fizz….. You promise you’re only here for ten minutes? If this is how the rest’a the day is gonna go, I think I’d prefer goin’ back to nobody rememberin’ when my birthday is.”

Fizz doubled over laughing, wheezing through his vents as he dramatically clutched his non-existent pearls. “You should’ve seen your face! I swear, I almost short-circuited from joy!”

He spun in place once more for flair, the little confetti bits still settling on the floor like glittery guilt. “Oh c’mon, don’t act like you didn’t expect some kind of chaos today. It’s your birthday, Blitzy! You think I was just gonna text you a cake emoji and move on with my life? Please.”

He wagged a metallic finger at Blitz like a disapproving grandma. “You’re lucky Ozzie let me outta the club for ten whole minutes. Said somethin’ about it being good for my 'emotional growth’ or whatever. Personally, I think he just wanted me out of his lap for five seconds.”

Fizz stepped closer, grinning wide. “Anyway, happy freakin’ birthday, you walking disaster. Now give me a hug before I make a scene loud enough for the Goetia to hear.”

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"I don't know who else knows, it's more that I overheard. If we'd lived alone, I suppose I'd... tie myself up in ribbon and let you decide the rest?" He laughed.

A blush colored his cheeks at that suggestion and Blitz shifted a little behind his desk. “Oh yeah? And uh….. how much ribbon would you use?”