Silly Little Hellaverse side blog

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Thank you for the tag @blitzwhore ❤️ I was checking to see the last time I posted annnnd apparently February?? 🫠 Where did the time go?

Life continues to throw curve balls of both the super amazing and soul crushing variety at me. Summer is here though and I am determined to finish this fic before the end of August 💪 I want to do this for myself and also all 6 of my readers who have hung in there 😅 CHAPTER 9 IS COMING I SWEAR.

This snippet is not particularly refined yet (aka mostly dialogue) BUT I really liked it and wanted to share it because I need that tiny dopamine hit ❤️ I hope you enjoy it!

"I'm afraid that was a rather long winded explanation for why I embraced you earlier." Stolas said. "When Blitz told me about you, about what you had done for him- I felt I needed to meet you." He paused and took a small sip of his tea. "You see, before all this happened, part of my duties was to interpret the stars and try to find patterns in them in order to predict future events."

"You can see the future?" Tilly asked, wide eyed. Stolas half-smiled and shook his head.

"Oh no, nothing that straight forward. I'm afraid it's difficult to explain. It is- er was- almost like weather forecasting. Not a perfect system, but a skill that was deemed necessary by my father for his own machinations."

"My point is, that my whole life I have been trained to use my magic to pinpoint those small seemingly insignificant events that have the potential to have a large impact in the future. Of course I don't have the ability to look forward like that anymore, but after Blitz told me about you, about your history together it wasn't hard to see it."

Tilly tilted her head at that, her eyebrows furrowed. Stolas went on, "What I mean to say is that you, Miss Tilly, your compassion towards Blitz all those years ago set off a wave of events that ultimately saved my life."

I’m so excited to finally bring the owl into this! I’ve been working towards this chapter and the end of it since day one and I can’t wait to hit “Publish” on it.

Would you look at that, it's Wednesday! And now that I'm not working on chapter 9 of my tattoo shop AU anymore, which I wanted to keep a secret until it posted, I can go back to sharing snippets of the fic to help keep me motivated! Been chipping away at chapter 10, here's a bit of what I've got so far:

The mansion, already ridiculous from afar, became somehow more absurd the closer to it he got. It didn’t help that there was a big stack of flashy cars parked further down the driveway, or that some of the flamboyant statues he’d spotted in the distance weren’t fountains at all, like he’d thought, but rather sculptures that were—yup, he was seeing that right—made of actual fucking ice.

Christ on a stick. Who the fuck were these people?

His old, run-down van had never looked more out of place, and Blitz wasn’t about to let that go to waste. He hit the gas and made it to the ample driveway, which the limo ahead of him had just cleared out of. With no people or vehicles in his way, Blitz oversteered and swerved, loudly, before coming to a shrill stop at the foot of the giant stairs, facing directly towards the door. A dozen pairs of eyes landed on him and several curtains opened to reveal more curious onlookers.

Yeah, bitch. That was what these fuckers got for daring to play their little European royalty game while Stolas spent his Christmas home alone in a pile of sadness. Blitz grinned, and then—finding he still had some chaotic energy to get out of his system—showed the limo driver from earlier the middle finger as the guy made it up behind him. Oh, how he loved a good opportunity to make a scene.

And it seemed this wasn’t a solo show, because the doors that swung open at the top of the stairs were just as booming as his tires. All eyes flew to Octavia as she pushed shoulder-first past their heavy weight, then kicked them closed before shoving aside the guests.

There was a moment of general confusion, and then the doors flew open again.

“Stop right there, girl!”

the first thing he came up with was a friend.

And then when prompted further, Stolas gave the target a slight forbidden romance too, with the friend he'd not seen in years.

The two get to pay treasury hunt together.

Heh Stolas even gave the friend and lover a twin, that they didn't get on with. 😆

WIP WEDNESDAY - 07/15/26

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Thanks @blitzwhore for the @ !

I'm not as far into Chapter 5 of my pirate fic as I'd like to be, but progress is being made. Since I have a moment today, enjoy a snippet: