[I Have To Tag @toranoya In On This Dash Commentary, Because Their Peter Is Absolutely Amazing, Like???

[I have to tag @toranoya in on this dash commentary, because their Peter is absolutely amazing, like??? he reduced Blitz to tears in seconds in the most warm, uplifting way]

"I thought I knew what angels were like, about and shit. They're a bunch of highbrow assholes who just like to look down on people and shit. Show up in Hell, kill off your Sinner friends, fuck everything up. And then I met Peter and.... uuuuughhhh." Blitz waved both hands emphatically at the sky. "He's so fucking good and kind and it fucks me up and I want him to have good shit--like blowjobs and cuddles and shit."

@doublejango said:

Blitz just flings himself down with an arm over his forehead. "Fuck me dead, right? He's so fucking CUTE! And he's got that voice, and he's so NICE! Like??"

"How can so much ADORABLE be stuffed into one being?" she sighs and looks at Blitz with a smitten smile. "I would let him do unchaste things to me."

stolas tugging the disguise down to hide blitz better. blitz holding stolas in his lap. stolas peering up at blitz from the couch looking so fucking sad. blitz's little "go on" wave when stolas automatically looks to him for permission to go dance. it's about the familiarity despite the hurt. it's about loving someone and being angry with them but being unwilling to let either overrule the other. it's about being unable to stop caring even if it might be easier on both of you. i am sobbing facedown on the floor

A storm of kisses falls upon Blitzø, soft and feather-light at first. Slowly, with each one, they become more insistent, lingering, and warm against the imp's skin. Stolas presses closer with a soft hum, nuzzling against his favored fiend briefly before interrupting him completely and capturing him in a desperate kiss.

At first, Blitz had just snorted and batted at Stolas, with all of those little kisses. But as they got in the way of anything else, he tossed his phone aside and turned his face towards his bird, just letting him do it. Blitz closed his eyes and started purring, letting himself enjoy this...

Until the flavor of the kisses seemed to change. The way Stolas held him, the way he kissed, the depth of the kiss, the need--there was no way Blitz's body and spirit weren't going to respond to that. For a stunned moment, he just let Stolas do it, let Stolas kiss him like there was no tomorrow. But then, abruptly, a switch flipped in Blitz and he rolled them both, pinning Stolas under him on the bed. Straddling him, knees pressed in snugly against Stolas's sides, he grabbed his arms and pinned them, then started kissing him all over again. Desperate, because maybe Stolas was right. Tomorrow wasn't fucking promised. At least, not for an imp. So he kissed him tonight, with every ounce of passion he possessed, kissing and kissing and kissing him, holding him down--trying to show Stolas that he was wanted. That Stolas never had to beg to hold him, or plead for attention, ever again. Blitz wanted him and was finally, finally, here to fucking try and show him that.

"Stolas," he whispered finally, his lips near Stolas's ear, but not against it; he always worried about how delicate Stolas's hearing might be. "Listen to me. Right now. You need to know this.

"You're fucking sexy. "You're beautiful. "You're funny. "You're ridiculous. "You're just like, really fucking tall, and sometimes kind of a dweeb. And you're perfect. Okay? You," he lifted his head up enough to take Stolas by the chin and meet his eyes, "you are perfect. And anyone who thinks otherwise is a fucking idiot asshole pussy. "And one more thing. While we're talking about what the fuck you are. You?" He caressed his chin with a claw, his soft and sweet expression suddenly turning to mischief, "are mine, birdie."

Blitz hissed at her, tail vibrating, hunching himself back into a smaller--wait. Wait. Millie! That was Millie! With a muffled exclamation of joy, he shot out from under the desk and tackled her with a hug, nuzzling his face all over hers, tail swooshing around.

"Millie! Fuck me dead, am I happy to see you! Moxxie and I maybe watched some of Vox's Favorite Fear Fest Films, you know, the shit that's on twenty-four-seven now? And it--fuck. I watched the Ring, and there was this girl, and well, and her fingernails, and like, this bitch came out of the fucking television, and...?" Blitz had somehow ended up crouched on Millie's shoulders like a cat, tail whipping protectively around her. Yes. This was good. Much safer up here. Much, much safer.

"Where's Moxxie? He okay?"

@doublejango

"Blitz?! Are you okay? Need me to get Loona for ya?"

Who's traumatizing her boys!?

“I want you to stay with me, because you want to. Only if you want to”

also a version with strings:

OG:

Everybody raving about the “I didn’t realize you think sow low of me” while I’m still obsessing abt this

edit: forgot to add the second ver. so adding it in now

If Blitz loves you? He loves you. I think this might be one of the most Blitz songs I know.