Stolitz Oneshots

😽🤰 Starlight

Kinda Mpreg (I don't really know anymore lol)

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Stolas sat in his chair sipping on his chamomile tea, hoping to ease the nausea he'd had all day. He couldn't figure out why he was so sick, can Goetia even get stomach viruses? Plus there was this sharp pain in his stomach that came in waves, probably strained muscles from puking his guts out last night.

"Morning, Stolz." Blitzø says softly, walking to the coffee pot. "Still sick?"

"Oh, it's probably nothing. Most likely just some bad fish." Stolas said with a chuckle, ignoring the sudden, much stronger cramp in his gut.

"You should get some rest, honey. I gotta head to work, got three new clients yesterday." Blitzø says softly, pecking a kiss to Stolas' feathered cheek before heading out the door with his coffee thermos. "Love you, birdbrain."

Stolas took Blitzø's advice, heading up to his bed and curling up under the covers. The pain returned, slightly lower than before. He held his belly in pain, and that's when he felt it, a bump low in his abdomen. The same thing he felt on Stella before she laid Octavia. And these symptoms...

Was this even possible?

Stolas closed his eyes, focusing on the bump, and he could feel a presence, a mix of his and Blitzø's essence, their auras, their souls. Tears of joy sprung to his eyes as he realized that soon, he would give birth to a child that was a mix of him and Blitzø.

He was going to have Blitzø's child.

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Blitzø returned home early upon receiving a worrying call from Stolas. The owl sounded like he was in pain, and he said something about needing Blitzø to be there 'when it happens'.

Blitzø walked upstairs to their bedroom, finding Stolas laying on the floor stop some towels, his feathers soaked in sweat. The imp immediately went into
panic mode, rushing to Stolas' side.

"Shit, babe! Are you okay?" Blitzø says in a panic. "What hurts?"

"Oh, Blitzy." Stolas says, holding his abdomen. "I'm so glad you're...here...in time..."

"In time? For what?" Blitzø says, confused.

"We're having a baby, Blitzy." Stolas says, and Blitzø's eyes went wide as dinner plates with shock.

"What do you mean we're having a baby? How does that even work?!" Blitzø sputtered out, mind racing with confusion and panic.

"I didn't think it was possible but..." Stolas reached out and took Blitzø's hand, pressing it again the bump. The imp was in shock, it felt like...an egg. "Do you feel him? It's such an... amazing feeling, despite the pain."

"How...how will this, like, work?" Blitzø asks. "How long until it's...born?"

"Well, once the egg is laid, it will take 30 to 32 days for it to hatch." Stolas answered.

"But how long until it's laid though?" Blitzø asked. "How much longer are you gonna have to be in pain?"

"Not much longer now." Stolas groaning in pain as he felt the egg pressing against the exit. "Oh, dear."

"What? What's wrong?" Blitzø asks, worried.

"It's...coming." Stolas stuttered, voice strained. "Oh, fuck! Argh..."

"Shit! Just, uh, hold onto my hand, alright?" Blitzø says, taking Stolas' hand. He immediately regretted it as the owl crushed in a death grip.

Tears sprung to Stolas' eyes as he bore down with all his strength, feeling the egg slowly slip free of him. It was a grueling 5 minutes until it finally popped out, and Stolas collapsed in relief. Blitzø stared at the egg in awe, he had never seen something so extraordinary.

Blitzø gently scooped the egg up, staring at it in awe.

"Here, let me." Stolas says softly, carefully taking the egg from Blitzø. He shakily got to his feet and Blitzø helped him into bed, where he gently nestled the egg into his feathers. Blitzø curled up beside him, absolutely in awe. The imp laid a hand on the egg, feeling it's smooth shell.

"Man, if somebody had told me this morning that you'd push an egg out of your bird puss today, I'd have shot them between them the eyes right then." Blitzø said dryly, earning a chuckle from Stolas.

"I can't wait to officially meet our little owlet." Stolas says softly, pressing his forehead against Blitzø's.

_32 days later_

Stolas and Blitzø watched excitedly as the egg wobbled around in the warm nest. Today was the day, they were going to finally see their little miracle, the surprising little gift of nature that was supposed to be impossible, but is here nonetheless.

Suddenly, a little beak broke through the shell, and then with a good crack, the egg broke open, revealing a small greyish purple and red feathered hatchling with small nubs of imp horns. It squirmed about, blinking as it looked around disoriented. Stolas scooped it up in his arms, amazed.

"A boy..." Blitzø said in awe. "Our baby boy."

"He's so perfect." Stolas says in awe, watching as the baby focused on his face. Blitzø peered over Stolas' shoulder, perched on the arm of the armchair.

"Oh man, did I miss it?" Loona says, coming into the room with Octavia, Moxxie, and Millie.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm afraid you did." Stolas' says.

"But, you get to meet your new brother." Blitzø says. "Wanna come say hi, girls?"

"Does he have a name yet?" Octavia asks, staring at the little owlet in awe.

"Yes, he does." Stolas says softly. "I'd like to introduce you to Estel."

"Neat name." Millie says. "What does it mean?"

"Starlight." Stolas says warmly, looking at his beautiful son as his damp downy feathers began to dry and become fluffy. "Estel means starlight."

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