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Blitz's attempt to sneak into the palace doesn't go to plan.
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19 Sep 2025
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"We’re not planning on doing anything too rough,” Asmodeus said smoothly. “We’re just going to do what we want, and you let it happen. If we give you some directions then all you gotta do is follow em, sound good?”
“Yeah good luck with that,” Blitzø snorted, tail twitching. “Cuz we all know that I’m soo good at taking directions.”
Spoiler alert: he is, actually.
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02 Nov 2024
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“I was gonna say it seems like our partners are getting along.” Fizz’s voice was just a touch too innocent, and his tail around Blitz’s wrist tightened meaningfully.
Blitz narrowed his eyes, but he couldn’t help smiling. “Are you two pervert freaks trying to seduce us into a foursome tonight?”
“No-o,” Fizz said. “Is it working?”
Or: the one where Blitz and Fizz show off the circus shit they've been working on for their partners and it turns out they all get along famously.
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- Part 6 of Not With a Fizzle, But With a Blitz
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30 Sep 2024
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After many full moons together, Stolas finally plucks up the courage to ask if they can switch positions. He doesn’t expect Blitzø to be so receptive to the suggestion.
It's not like Blitzø has been waiting for the topic to come up, but he’d be lying if he said the idea hasn’t crossed his mind.
Of course, nothing they do is vanilla, why would this be any different?
Written for Bottom Blitz Week 2024 - Combining Day 1 & Day 3
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14 Sep 2024
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“They're gone, Blitzø,” Stolas stood with his back towards Blitzø, turning to show a wide, eerie grin. “They're all gone.” He repeated.
Blitzø writhed in his chair, desperately trying to untie himself. Stolas stepped closer, his four red eyes fixated on Blitzø, the same creepy smile plastered to his face. Blitzø noticed the dark splotches all over him. He was dressed in his formal attire in shades of black and red, covered in that substance Blitzø knew all too well: demon blood.
“S-Stolas, what the fuck do you mean they’re all gone?” Blitzø could hardly contain the panic rising in his throat.
“All of them, Blitzø. Everyone who was in the way of us.”
Or: A dark, possessive and murderous version of Stolas and a very terrified Blitzø get into some messed up sexual activities.
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09 Sep 2024