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''If someone could read Blitz’s thoughts right now, they would think he was the biggest asshole that had ever assholed in the seven rings of hell. And he just might be, if he’s being completely honest.
Stolas is sleeping on the couch, looking just as miserable as he has been for the past several weeks since the trial.
It should make Blitz sad, to see him like this. He should be crying with him, crying until the tears stop running because the bird he cares about is miserable. But he just can’t.
Of course it hurts to see Stolas hurting, of course it makes his guts twist that he can’t even muster a smile on most days. But Blitz would be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy having Stolas here, to be able to see him, smell him, be around him.''
Or: Stolas is coping after the events of mastermind and sinsmas, meanwhile growing closer to Blitz and the rest of the I.M.P who welcomes him with open arms.
Note: As the tags state, there is a smut scene in this fanfic, but it is entirely skippable in case you don't want to read it. There will be a clear marker for the start of the scene and for the end of it. If you choose to skip the smut scene, you will only miss the smut. Nothing else. Cheers!
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It has been seven months since the full moon, and about three since Stolas and Blitzø talked through their misunderstandings. Business is booming for I.M.P, and Blitzø is working on himself. Then Stolas calls, and the world turns upside down again.
Or: Stolas invites Blitzø on a date, and It's just as messy as you can imagine.
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(ON INDEFINITE HIATUS)
Aziraphale is in heaven, as he should be. He just got promoted, something he has always strived towards. He has his own desk, his own title, his own bleach white coat. Everything should be fine. But It's not. It's just not.
Meanwhile, Crowley is down on earth. Driving, drinking, crying, avoiding the bookshop. Nothing is fine. Nothing is alright. Nothing is as it should. But he still keeps existing. He's still alive, and someone is watching him.
Or, two idiots who can't communicate live their separate lives, but how long can they keep away from each other?