Has Blitz Considered Giving His Son A Job At I.M.P?

Has Blitzø considered giving his son a job at I.M.P? 

Yes. The one time they actually met, Blitz offered it. He could tell that [redacted] was interested, but reluctant to leave his community, so Blitz left the invitation open and promised to go check on him again soon. But that being said... I will probably only play plots with the son on Discord. I would actually love to do things with him, I fucking adore him, but don't think it's something I am comfortable putting on Tumblr for a few reasons <3 So, for the most part, Blitz having a biological child will never actually be a plot anyone needs to interact with.

That being said, I would fucking love to do a thing where [redacted] gets to meet Stolas, or M&M. Even if it's just a short little one-off thing, Blitz would be so like.. torn between pride and awkwardness at getting to introduce them--while also probably having a fucking silent breakdown because [redacted]'s presence brings up so many fucking things Blitz does not want to remember.

@moxxietude said: [text] Blitz? Are you sober? Do you need me to come over?

Blitz's big tufted feathery ears perked at the sound of the text chime, and his head swiveled around before he remembered to turn his body. He grabbed his phone back up--and breathed a sigh of relief. Moxxie was the goddamn best.

-> Maybe>? defitinly sober

-> i fiel like this iz a resippy for disaster Mox

-> wut if sumwon thinks im a goetia

-> this cud go SO BADLEE

-> where the fuck shud I hide?

[text from Millie] hey Blitz! you ok?? sorry about the goat thing! made you a get-well basket. figurin' it's purty traumatic bein dressed like the chalupa cobra. it alrite to head over and give it to ya? <3 Mils

>>HAY GURL

>>yeh im GUD i gave 1 a stikker, BEST GOAT EVAR

>>i fuckin LOVE goats now

>>but i meen if u still wanna giv me a baskit i'm game

>>also am making dinner so cum over hungry, i gotchu

>>btw thank you i appreshiate you

All of Blitz's texts came rapid fire, and when he finished sending them he hurried over to open the apartment door and leave it cracked. He was indeed cooking, and with the fan on he might not hear her knock. It was good to be home! Being locked up had been miserable, although he had definitely been in worse situations. Really, it wasn't until those suit fuckers showed up that--well, shit. Fuck those guys. If they were ever going to invade Hell, it would probably have to be soon, considering they knew he was a Chupa Kadoobra Cobra Chalupa now.

He got back to work on the cooking--frying up something the store claimed was chicken, but you never knew in Hell. Blitz normally went ridiculously heavy on the spice for himself on nights when Loona wouldn't be home, but since there was a chance she would come in later and since Millie was definitely coming over, he went for a more reasonable, sane level of heat in the breading.

When he heard her steps, Blitz dropped his head back to look at her, absolutely beaming. "Hey, Mills!" And as soon as he had the last piece into the oil, he washed his hands, bounded over to her, scooped her up, and hugged. "You're a sight for dumb eyes. How are you? Everything okay? You guys party while I was gone?"

I decided to try the proper spelling of his name and...

This How Are You in Bed quiz is trying to flatter Blitz... and it's working xD

for @botanikos's sweet Stolas, who deserves to be allowed to sleep in but unfortunately got involved with a gremlin. continued from here, because of reasons

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"We're just going down to your kitchen, and don't worry, you're gonna love it!" Blitz declared with far, far too much confidence. Deep down, he had the sneaking suspicion that he might have maybe fucked up, and that Stolas might finally kill him... but hey, the chances were good that Stolas would actually love his present, right? So, fuck it! Hashtag Worth it!

He carried him towards the kitchen--and past all of the staff who might normally be going in and out of there. Now, they were all just standing there, some with wide eyes, some looking frustrated, one or two afraid. Their morning routine had clearly been destroyed by whatever Blitz had done--and one of them was tying the majority of Stolas's forks to himself, apparently as some sort of armor.

"I saw it," Blitz declared, "and the poor thing just seemed so stuck. It was squished up in a dumpster on Earth, and I know you're into this shit, so..." Pushing the door open, he carried Stolas through--and up face to face with an extremely large carnivorous plant. Hell had its fair share of them, of course, as did Stolas's palace--but this new plant, while very similar to some of his, wasn't from Hell. A few of his kitchen plants had edged away nervously, scooting as far away as they could get, while the 'rescue' Blitz had brought him sat proudly in the middle of the room, stretching its roots and vines.

At their entrance, the plant quickly wilted, putting on its most feeble, harmless act, just as innocent and helpless as a lamb--as innocent as it could look with one of Stolas's other plants still sticking partially out of its mouth, wiggling feebly.

Blitz set his baby down and hopped over to stand next to the hungry giant, holding his hands out like this was a prize on a game show. "Look! Ain't it great? It's like, exactly what you grow, right?"

The plant snickered under its breath.

Tumblr offered this gif and it feels appropriate xD I LOVE YOU JUUUUDE! Am going to get disowned by the entire dash tonight, nO REGRETS

@doublejango — you WOULD make a cloaca joke. Set the bear traps FOR YOUR ASS ;;