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When Lumine accidentally stumbles into a Snezhnayan snowstorm and is hit with a severe cold, she happens to be taken in by Childes family. Unbeknownst to her, they are convinced that she is his girlfried and with her mind turned into goo by a fever, she is in no state to correct them. Childe on the other hand is torn between doing what's right and correct the misunderstanding and her absolutely adorable clinginess. What will become of them in the cold land of winter?
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Blitz doesn't know why he does it. If someone were to ask him, he'd say it's to prove to Stolas that he's fine, fuck you very much. He sways, leaning against a bright yellow wall. It's so fucking bright and loud in here, and the beelzejuice is making his head swim and his skin tingle in a pleasant way, and right now all he wants is for Stolas to know he's fine. He's not affected by that shit that happened earlier. So he taps on Stolas's picture, hits call, and holds the phone up to his ear.
"Blitz?" Stolas's voice is quiet, a little shaky.
"Heyyyyy, Stolas!" Blitz says, sagging against the wall. "How's your night goin'? Mine's goin' fuckin' great."
"... Are you drunk?"
Blitz grins, eyes shutting. He is sort of distantly aware of the fact that he's slid down the wall and is now sitting on the floor. "Fuck yeah, I am."
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Instead of sticking his tongue in anything with a pulse after beating Bee at a drinking contest, Blitz has the amazing idea to call Stolas while so drunk that he can't stand on his own. What could go wrong?
Featuring: Blitz with a 2-second attention span, Blitz being so drunk he forgets to be an asshole, and Stolas kicking Stella out a la The Circus.
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- Part 2 of The Butterfly Effect
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11 Nov 2025
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The next several days come and go much like usual, with business quickly picking back up now that Hell has recovered from its Sinsmas hangover.
Blitzø, though, is feeling anything but usual.
He and Stolas have gone back to sleeping separately — haven’t even broached the topic of sharing the couch again, actually — and Blitzø can’t stand the distance.
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In the week between Sinsmas and New Year's Eve, Stolas and Blitzø navigate their feelings for each other in the only way they know how: by not talking about it.
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17 Oct 2025
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“I’ve been sleeping on a bean bag for a month, but I think I’m okay.” Blitzø half-joked in a whisper. Millie softly gasped, contrasted by a loud laugh from Loona as her friend showed her something on his phone. Blitzø smiled at his daughter before looking back at Millie with a grimace.
“Yeah my back’s been killing me but where else am I going to go with an eight foot tall bird in my house?” he joked again, trying to keep things light-hearted.
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Taking place immediately after the episode ends, Stolas is distraught over the loss of Octavia and Blitzø doesn't know how to help him. And did he mention that sleeping on a beanbag isn't the best, especially when you're an imp who is supposed to have a nest?
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- Part 3 of Imps are just built different
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17 Oct 2025
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Stolas is discovered hiding on Captain Blitzø's ship and things sure do happen.
Or: pirate smut inspired by the summer merch
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- Part 8 of smut oneshots
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18 Sep 2025
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“Close the door behind you, Stolas.”
There wasn’t exactly an authoritative tone to it, but Stolas hurried to obey regardless, talons trembling around the door handle as he pulled it shut. When he turned back to face Blitzø he was met with a satisfied smirk as Blitzø tasted the air again. Still, he tried to hold some semblance of composure, though his tongue felt heavy in his mouth and he stumbled over his words, “W-what did you need, Blitzø?”
Blitzø bared his teeth as his grin broadened - the danger in it was arousing and Stolas found himself taking a step back to press his shoulders against the door behind him. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I need, pretty bird. That ass, naked, on this desk. Now.”
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Anyone else still reeling from Mission 0, because I am.
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18 Sep 2025