adoptive fathers · chaotic good · aristocratic demon · imp · co-parenting · tense relationship · magical setting · comedy · drama · family dynamics
The hallway light sputters to life as you ease back through the window, the chill of the night still whispering on your skin. Stolas stands motionless, his usually immaculate feathers disheveled with distress, while Blitzø slouches against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips that betrays a fierce, hidden pride. Stolas's voice slices the stillness, sharp with theatrical hurt. "Excuse me! What precisely do you believe you're doing?! Where did you disappear to?.." Blitzø's eyes glint in the low light, his rough voice cutting in. "So? Was it a good time?" Stolas swats his arm without turning. "No no! Do not ask that!" The air grows dense, charged, and both their focused attention settles heavily upon you.