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razzle-n-dazzle · 1 year ago

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I just read some of your works and god do you write good better than the actual show I would even say.

I really want to request a Yandere headcannon for mainly Ozzie and Fizzarolli they don’t get enough love as they do, but with a little twist

Whichever you choose I would love either one you pick cause im indecisive.

1: a powerful reader maybe even more stronger than Ozzie being lovers with the two

Or 2: a chubby but physically strong reader that could lift Ozzie with ease as example

If you do see this I hope you consider writing this, you have such a lovely writing style and I would love to see what you cook up

Also call me 🥟-anon if you will cause I hope to request and talk more

ᯓ★ Murder is Okay, Shutting Us Out Isn't. Yandere! Asmodeus & Fizzarolli / Overlord! Reader | Oneshot TW! - READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: romanticizing yandere(s), obsessive behavior, def not proof read (because we die like Adam in this household /j), Vox (/j), boner mention (no sexual content), self harm, yelling, possessive

ᯓ I actually loved both ideas you gave me, so I'm going to mash then both together into one! For that, I'm going to give you all a little crash course into the background for the Reader (you) in this story so things make a little more sense: The reader, though an Overlord, is both physically and magically stronger than Ozzie, though doesn't show it off often. Also, this happened due to their mix of blood; The reader is the child of an an old overlord and a Sin (I'm going for Wrath in this story) and had gained the physical strength from their overlord mother and the magical strength from their Sin father. With this they're able to be known as the Wrathful Overlord, or 'The child and will of Wrath', though Satan doesn't claim them to be his own and has no interest to. Also, no the Reader isn't stronger than other Sins, just Ozzie for this case. Since Ozzie is claimed to be the weakest (or one of the Weaker) Sin that we currently know of, the Reader is matched right around his level. Yet they, much like Alastor, cannot beat other Sins or even Adam, as even with their strengths, are set back by the rather large power difference. So with that out of the way, please enjoy!:

ᯓ You had been living with Ozzie and Fizz for a few months, silently having moved away from your district on the Eastern side of the Pride Ring after their proposal. While it was not uncommon for love to bloom in hell, even with the eternal suffering or the large amount of (usually) taboo topics being put on display down here, you were still not big on having your private life being posted for all of hell to see. Especially those in the Pride Ring, where you were sure Vox would take any chance to slander and drag your name in the mud for having a 'blasphemous' relationship. And really, you didn't feel like cleaning up the blood of another Sinner. Oh no, not because you killed them. Dear, Lucifer god no! Why do that when you had two perfect body guards at your beckon and call?

ᯓ "Honestly, I don't even understand how there can be blasphemy down here. It's hell, God is not watching what we do and I pity him if he did." You would mutter, leaning against the kitchen counter, watching News 666 on your cellphone silently with Fizz; Who had became curious open hearing the news topic and bounded over, wrapping his snake-like arms around your waist twice. He squeezed you a little tight, yet you didn't mind, especially when his head was rested upon your shoulder. You could practically see the growing smirk on his lips before he even spoke, "You know everything we do down here is blasphemes right? That's why we're in Hell, not Heaven. I mean the murder, the sex, the gr-" Though Fizz's little list was caught off short as you hushed him, pressing a quick finger up against his lips.

ᯓ Ozzie was cooking in the background, occasionally taking peaks behind him to make sure you nor Fizz were doing anything stupid; Like trying to cook despite knowing neither of you could do so. It was always a nice gesture until Ozzie has to get the kitchen repaired... again. "And this in, News 666 and it's broadcasting will be disturbed quickly for a message from The fucking V's themselves." Katie Killjoy would crack her neck to the side, seeming oh so annoyed at the interruption. You were too, and Fizz didn't miss the way your face scrunched. "You know Tom, their news isn't even repu-" Katie tried to shout before their segment was cut off, their news source becoming engulfed in The V's logo before the man of the hour, Vox himself, overtook the screen. Him and his snicker, you knew this couldn't be good.

ᯓ Vox never hit the air unless he knew something, unless he wanted something to happen, unless this was his calculated and curated response to something.

ᯓ And the last time that happened, Alastor wiped the floor with him.

ᯓ Fizz drew away from your shoulder a little, his eyes narrowing at your growing irritation before he glanced back towards Ozzie, who already had his arms crossed in confusion. Sure, they've heard about this Vox, mostly from you, but they never expected you to have this much of a detest about him. What happened between you and this TV-head that they didn't manage to dig up? And most importantly, recent or not, did he ever hurt you in anyway. . . or was he planning to?

ᯓ "This just in, news is starting to come up from higher-ups, and close friends, in Wrath Town that their leader, supposed their supposed Overlord, the Child of Wrath, themselves, have gone missing!" Vox stated, trying to carefully keep his voice leveled yet failing miserably; From the twitch in his eye and the wide, plastering grin across his flat face, you could just tell this was another Alastor situation. Yet an Alastor situation that was not pointed directly towards Alastor rather You; Which you had saw coming, maybe even expected it, but fucking Lucifer did you hope you could at least get a good year under your belt before Vox came in to spread 'miss information' all over the Pride Ring. All just to keep his viewers attention on him, just to keep his support. What a loser.

ᯓ You would scoff, trying not to laugh at his obsessive allegations, which were true you guessed, as Fizz and Ozzie silently listened from beside and behind you. While you didn't seem alarmed, or even frightened at the least (as they were sure you would be, seeing as this seemed common for Overlords to not get along) they sure were. Well, not alarmed per say, rather on guard; carefully lingering on the words that Vox was so carelessly spewing to all of those who watched his broadcast. And you noticed how Fizz drew back closer, leaning over your shoulder to glare at your phone, to glare at Vox like Vox might feel his stare, like he was daring Vox to say something else; All the while you couldn't help but laugh, chuckle, giggle, and kind of make fun of Vox as he continued on. His senseless chatter played in the background as you tried to wave off your fiancés' concerns, "Please, guys, don't get worked up over him, he's no threat; More like an annoying bug under everyone's shoe." "One who, from what we hear, likes to stick his non-existent nose in other people's business." Ozzie would comment from the stove, his glare still harsh on the screen even as he flipped over the bacon in the pan. His tone was leaking with annoyance, or maybe irritation and ire is are better words; Either way, you shrugged your shoulders as he continued, "Really, doesn't he have like any other news? that's all basically weightless if it's coming from other people's mouths!" "It's gossip, it keeps his viewer's attention and support up. That's the whole point," You would explain, slightly rolling your eyes at the crazed look Vox gave you. Granted, it was through the screen, but, "I would have thought he would know better than to talk about me, especially since I've shattered his screen more than once." Though Fizz was less amused, "You both give than man way too much credit-" Was the only part of his commentary he could get out, hands on the counter now, before a shout from Vox drew all of your attentions back in.

ᯓ "Oh, ho-ho!" And there was a cackle, one that caused your eyebrows to frown downwards and scrunch your face. One that rang out like an annoying fire alarm and drew a growl from Fizz's throat and a flicker of hellish flame from Ozzie's coat. It's like you all could smell that the shit that Vox was going to spew. "THIS JUST IN," And there was a slam of his hands on the table, "I JUST GOT WORD FROM A TRUSTED SOURCE THAT THE WRATHFUL OVERLORD IS NOT ONLY NOT IN THEIR PITIFUL, SHIT-HOLE OF A TOWN, YET THEY'RE NOT EVEN IN THE PRIDE RING!- Where the fuck are they, you might ask? Well, not fucking here and maybe that's for the better, this place was turning into a shit down with them around." His grin would tease you from behind the screen, and you grew slightly worried that he could see you. That, as his eyes widened and he drew closer to the screen, that he could see right through it. . .

ᯓ "You're in the fucking Lust ring, you absolute SLUT! What the fuck are you doing hanging around an, who's that? An Imp and- And is that Asmodeus himself in the background!" Clack! You would drop your phone like it had burnt you and stumbled backwards, not out of fear, you could never be fearful of someone like Vox, yet out of . . . what would be the word? Ire? Exasperation? Irritation? Preservation? Fizz was quick to lock his arms, just to keep you from stumbling back too far and hitting against the countertops near the stove, potentially burning yourself; As Ozzie stepped up, standing protectively between the phone and the two of you, the flickering of his growing detestation and bubbling anger slowly flickering around his coat, which threatened to burst flames. "This just in, your little Wrathful Overlord, has not only abandoned the Pride Ring yet is sleeping with the Sin of Lust and his weak-dick, limp ass Imp!" Vox's cackle echoed around the room, "That's so fucking sad!- Oh, looks like no one will ever have any sort of reason to be scared of you anymore," And his name spilled out from his lips with venom, poisoning the air with his slithering voice. That was, until his broadcast was cut off, cutting his maniacal laughter short, with a crackle then pop. It seemed like Ozzie had enough of listening to Vox, and seemingly had enough of your phone, as he had slammed his fists into the counter. Effectively ending the broadcast and your phone all in one go.

ᯓ And nothing but silence filled the room, just as you were sure nothing but silence (and soon an eruption of hatred and irreverence) filled the Pride Ring, and Wrath Town.

ᯓ "Fuck. ." Was the words that left with an airy breath.

ᯓ "THAT FUCKER IS SO DEAD!" Was Ozzie's first words; his hair combusting into flames, his irritation and outrage boiling over and finally having struck that match.

ᯓ Maybe it was slight shock overwhelming you, never having expected your engagement to be outrighted for everyone in the Pride Ring to hear, or maybe it was Fizz carelessly (accidentally) spinning you around, but you found yourself exasperation against the kitchen counter; Your eyes still locked on where your cellphone was now intended into the counter. "I've got the rope!" Fizz's voice barely registered in your ears, along with the sounds of his mechanical arms and legs moving to easily wrap himself around Ozzie. "Let's go kill that fucker!- or maybe tie him up and leave him exposed and naked on his own stupid broadcast. Like, really, who does he think he is trying to come for us like that?" Fizz's agreement with Ozzie's irrational solution caused a growl, a very lion-like one, to seep through Ozzie's gritting teeth, "A two timing nobody, that's who he is, and I won't stand for it! He comes for what's mine and I'm going to show him who the FUCK he's dealing with!"

ᯓ You know, maybe you've enabled their behavior a little too much; Sure, you loved the way they grew overprotected about you (and as you were sure they loved when you did the same) yet logically, you knew you had to stop them. When news gets out about Ozzie and Fizz going up to the Pride Ring and killing, or humiliating, an overlord not only will Vox's words be taken as facts, which can cause a whole other set of issues, yet Lucifer might also get involved. Of course, though, your knowledge about how Sins worked together and how they could interfere with each other's rings was limited. Yet, you can only guess a Sin killing an Overlord in another person's ring would just cause some sort of uproar.

ᯓ So when Ozzie, with Fizz coiled around his arm as to not get burnt, were about to leave the kitchen-living room, you had to act fast. Even while a little dazed, a little out of your own body, stilling trying to reel in the information of the situation that just happened, you dashed forward towards them. Or maybe your feet did so because they knew you had to catch them, and it sure felt that way rather than your own doing. It all felt like you were watching through a pair of another's person's eyes as you rushed over, your tail trashing out to stag the Ozzie's heel and trip him (you would have to apologize later). It bought you some time to slid in between him and floor, effectively catching him in your arms. "Yeah, as to hell we're going to go do anything boys! We're," You slammed the door closed, effectively walking away from it, "Staying here!" And that was your final verdict and that was what you were going to do as to make sure you can control this situation as much as possible. While frazzled and your finances' not thinking properly, giving into their own natural urges that some would call taboo (even for hell), this was no time to do that. Ergo, this was no time to be out murdering people!

ᯓ At that time you failed to notice the blush and wide eyes that had sprung to Ozzie's face when you dropped them both onto the couch, as well as the slight boner he had to hide by crossing his legs; Which Fizz defiantly noticed and teased him for with a snicker. Often times, not on purpose, did Fizz and Ozzie forget that out of all three of you, you were the strongest. Physically and magically, as you tended not to flash it off like some demons like to do, instead you flashed where you shined mentally. Though, damn, does it get Ozzie every time you swiftly come in and pick him up like he was weightless, with the same ease he picked up Fizz and you (even after you had told the first few times he didn't have to, later learning that you were conscience about your weight due to your chubbier figure). So it managed to calm Ozzie down, at least a little for the time being. Fizz would follow after, not really looking to murder people by himself - or at least not wanting to or not believing that he could.

ᯓ Calling your name from the couch, yet to no effect, the two would watch as you walked away from them to only circle right back round and leave again; pacing around the room with a constipated look on your face, leaving them confused, and slightly concerned, on the couch. Fizz slinked down to sit on Ozzie's lap, seeing as Ozzie had sat up to make sure you were alright while walking circles around them. Them both noticed quickly the way your tail trashed dangerously, the slight glare you gave to your phone anytime you passed through the kitchen, and the way your left hand clutched and curled in on itself. Fizz was sure your claws were digging into the skin of your palm, where marks from previous punctures of your claws laid fresh. "Hey," Ozzie started, calling out your nickname yet watching it effectively fall onto death ears. Even so, he continued, what's going on?" An invitation to talk to them, an invitation that received the acknowledgement of you hitting the tip of your tail against the floor to ceiling glass. Your own way of letting them know you heard him, yet needed a moment to gather your thoughts. To find something that can fix this situation without it blowing over and becoming bigger than you needed or wanted it to. To find a way to sweep and brush it under the rug. To just- make it like it never, ever fucking happened!

ᯓ Crack!

ᯓ You barely felt it, the smoke of Wrath infesting your very mind and blurring every other sense. Yet, Fizz and Ozzie caught it with ease. They heard the crack of your bone, the saw the way your nails not only had dug into your skin with the increase pressure yet suddenly broke through your palm and to the other side of your hand. Fizz covered his mouth, trying to hold in the gag that threatened to escape from the shock that filled him. Ozzie, wrapping an arm around Fizz to support him up to his chest to comfort him, would stand. . . and he didn't know how else to get your attention but exploding; Calling your name with a tone he rather not use with you. "WHAT?" Yet you would snap back, a green lining the inside of your eyes, right by your pupils. "WHAT CAN BE SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU CANNOT WAIT, OZZIE. I'M TRYING TO-" A tug at your wrist, Fizz, despite not being able to stand the sight if your claws puncturing through your hand, dragged you over to them. He rose your hand up to eye level once you were in front of the two, and he didn't want to make you watch the black blood that flowed down from it, that coated your claws thickly, he knew it was the only way to get you to pay attention. To realize that you hurt yourself in the panic of trying to fix a problem that could best be fixed together. To realize the scowl that was placed upon Ozzie's face at your actions, yet the underlining concern he had. To notice how Fizz was a bit sickened at the fact that you could so easily hurt yourself, and hurt that you wouldn't talk to them and effectively just shut them out again. Even though they have both told you countless times that you could talk them through your thoughts, that they can help you, that they want to help you! Even if you felt like you needed to handle everything that happened by yourself, even if you felt like the world was crushing in they were here! They were always here for you, and they were ready to help as long as you just talked to them.

ᯓ Fizz and Ozzie, out of everyone and anything, care about you (and granted each other) the most. And to see you physically hurt yourself over someone you told them not to worry about . . . well it stabbed them in the heart and made them ever so more concerned.

ᯓ "I just, I need time. I can figure this out if I'm given enough time." You would try to explain to Ozzie and Fizz as you sat on Ozzie's desk, where Fizz usually sat to replace any problem limbs. Fizz sat beside you, securely holding your right hand in his own and nuzzling up to you; His head resting against yours. Ozzie was in front of you, carefully trying to bring your claws out of the palm of your hand without hurting you, so he could then disinfect the wounds and wrap them up. He would have gotten a doctor, but felt a bit too fired up to let any medical professional touch you when you were so vulnerable. "Honey, get us, we know," Ozzie started, then let out a heavy sigh. "You say that every time something shitty happens in Pride. It's like- your go to thing!" Fizz added on, his tone a bit chirpier than Ozzie's; trying to lighten the mood, bring at least a small tug of a smile onto your face. Ozzie would soon apologize as you let out a hiss, feeling your claw carefully yet strikingly painfully being pulled out from your palm. You squeezed Fizz's hand, he nuzzled his head further against yours. And yet, you still spoke through gritted teeth and hissing, "I just! There never seems to be- FUCK, Ozzie that shit hurts!" "Love, I'm sorry, but I'm trying my best to make it as painless as possible. Yet, it's kind of hard when you managed to stab yourself right between your own bones." Ozzie mumbled, quickly working on the exposed wound, trying to wrap it with a towel just for the time being so he could work on the other three fingers (your thumb didn't puncture through skin, but did leave a good wound on your middle finger). Fizz would let out a nervous bit of laughter, trying to turn the situation away from your pain, just so you wouldn't have to think about it. "Hey, why don't you tell us why. . . you were so against us going to go kill the guy! I mean, I'm sure it would be easier than thinking of a whole counter plan and stabbing yourself through the hand, wounding yourself for someone you-" "Froggie," Ozzie warned, though his tone was still soft, noticing quickly how he began to ramble out of nerves. "I don't think that's helping."

ᯓ Yet you didn't mind much, it kind of did set your brain a little more straight and screwed in properly. So in a way you kind of did need Fizz's nervous rambling right now, "No, no it's fine. I. . . needed that. I just," A frown stretched upon your face, letting out a heavy sigh that was quickly replaced with a painful hiss and quickly followed by another apology from Ozzie. Your face scrunched at the pain, yet softened as you felt Fizz trying to comfort you once more. His hand squeezed your undamaged one, and when you turned your head towards his, he connected your foreheads. The distress that came from your fiancés were slowly becoming more apparent to you; Especially by the way Fizz looked into you, his own eyebrows frowned and scrunched, worry laced around his eyes. You felt the pressure of Ozzie wrapping your newly oxygen exposed wound with the towel, trying to cover it gently yet firmly enough. "I just. . . didn't want them to hurt you." The words left your mouth before you could think about their weight; Even if they were nothing but the truth, all the worry that struck your brain the moment Vox had called you out was all due to your worry that Fizz and Ozzie might get hurt. That they might be caught in some sort of cross fire between Vox and you and you would have to deal with their blood on your hands. That was a thought your couldn't bear to stand.

ᯓ The silence was thick for a good few minutes as you kept your eyes squeezed shut, afraid to open them and face Ozzie and Fizz. You could feel as Fizz leaned in, nuzzling your nose against his in an attempt to comfort you, coax you to open your eyes. But he just saw they way they twitched and you squeezed harder. You could feel as Ozzie paused, his fingers gently grabbing around yours yet not giving it's usual tug. And without looking at them, you felt the nerves build in your stomach at the thought that you might have offended them in some way, or they were disappointed in you for some reason. Yet they weren't. Logically, you knew that they weren't any of those things, yet they worrying thoughts still crept in your mind. "Baby, no. . ." Ozzie's sweet voice would ring through the unwanted chatter in your mind, almost like he could hear or feel what was happening in your tornado of a mind. "No, you don't have to worry about us, we were more worried about you. Trust me." You felt Ozzie's engulfing hand rest against your cheek and Fizz nod against your head, "Oh yeah! Our names have been racked through the mud since the whole Mammon incident. Trust us, we can take a little shit, but-" And Fizz paused, always a little hesitant to speak about these topics, "This is new to you, and we know how important your work is to you." "And Just like Sins, I'm sure an Overlord's power also comes from your reputation among people. And that guy, well, directly went for your reputation," Ozzie mumbled, his thumb rubbing sweetly against your cheek. He couldn't dent it, but he loved how they were a little chubbier than most, making your skin a little more plump and soft. "And for that I would have killed him! But you don't want that, for some reason I still don't understand!- But, we respect that. Just know we're here to help anyway we can." "Yeah just say the word!" Fizz playfully moved his head to nuzzle his nose against your other cheek, effectively earning a smile from you and a few bits of suppressed laughter that dared to bubble out your throat. You weren't sure why it was always ticklish when Fizz nuzzled his nose against your cheek, yet it was. "Okay, Okay!-" A giggle slipped through your lips, "I'm sorry. . . I should have, talked to you guys instead of-" You paused, chewing over your words. Yet, you didn't have to think for long as Fizz cut in, "Pushing us away?" "Hurting yourself?" Ozzie swiftly added after, both with their own sassy yet caring tones as they stared down at you. "Yeah. . . that." You would mumble, with an heat rushing up to your cheeks out of embarrassment. You didn't realize you were actually being that big of a dick to the two most important people in your life. Wow, you really did need that reality check from Fizz earlier.

ᯓ "Well, thank god we love you." Fizz's sarcastic voice trailed out with a cheeky grin spread across his face, showing off his pointed teeth and his ever so adorable cheeky attitude. "Or else this would be such a different story! You might have ended out on the streets, or worse, dead." And even if his words would be less than comforting for anyone else, you couldn't help but smile at them; Shooting your own cheeky glare back, finally gaining the courage to open your eyes again. To bask in your lovers' faces instead of cowering in the darkness, fearing a rejection that was never there to begin with. Something that would have never came. Ozzie took the chance to, while you were laughing and smiling and paying attention to Fizz rather than your own pain, to gently yet swiftly take out your third claw. Instantly, your tail trashed and a hiss escaped your mouth. And while he felt bad, Ozzie couldn't help but shake his head and rather seriously state, "Yeah, but don't ever do this again." "Yeah no, I don't think I can take looking at you stab through your own hand either." Fizz agreed, shaking his head. Either way, he went back to nuzzling you to comfort, trying to distract you from the pain of your hands as Ozzie moved the towel over your third wound. One more to go. You tried to keep in the giggles that threatened to escape due to their words, yet you couldn't help it. With a roll of your eyes and a sarcastic, yet playful, tone, you muttered back to them, "Well, fuck, if I ever get stabbed I'm never coming to either of you!"

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sweetadonisbutbetter · 1 year ago

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Could you maybe do a child reader x Ozzie and fizzy? The details are up to you, I just want them to be my dads! Thanks❤️

AWE OMG ☹️☹️☹️☹️ MY FIRST OZZIE AND FIZZ ASK BLOWS UP (i love them a normal amount) YES!!! This will be more in a headcanon bc I have so many thoughts and if this was a fic i think i would spend a year on it LMFAOO- Reader will be around 11-13! Slightly older kid but still a kid at the end of the day!! Also because my tiktok feed is filled with lamb girl reader will also be a lambkin!! A good portion of the beginning is me explaining the lamb demon premise lol

To be love is to be changed | Fizzmodeus x Child! GN! Reader

Relationship: Familial Warnings: None!! Pretty fluffy!!

You weren’t the typical demon, looking more like the sheep in the overworld than any demon in hell.

Soft fluffy wool covered your body, save for your face. Your rounded snout and big eyes with semi-long lashes differed from the other hellborn children. Black hooved for feet and hands, making it slightly inconvenient to do day-to-day tasks, however, your kin adapted. Visibly the image or purity in a place of debauchery. Seemingly the only speck of light in a place that was consumed with darkness.

Fizz was the one who found you in the greed ring, taking you in after seeing you steal from a Shark Demon. He liked the balls you had to do that (and was insanely worried that something would happen to you if you got caught.)

Since Fizz welcomed you with open arms, and you weren’t that much of a threat (you are literally a child lol), Asmodeus opened you with even wider arms.

Ozze is the mom while Fizz is the dad. Nothing you can say will change my mind on that.

While Fizz does fret over you, it is nothing compared to Ozzie. If Ozzie is at work and gets pulled aside to be told that you hurt yourself or are sick, he will cancel his show and head home immediately.

While Ozzie is a worryrat, he isn’t a helicopter parent. He actually believes that you need your independence, especially since you aren’t that young. However, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have the hell version of Life 360. He tracks your ass so much that if he gets the low battery notif, he is calling you to tell you to charge your phone.

Fizz on the other hand is more of the chaotic parent. As in you both are banned from the kitchen, both separately and alone. To make a long story short, it started with the fork on fire and escalated to the hallway mat being singed. If you look under the replacement mat, you can still see the scorched marks of soot that were just too hard to get out. But that doesn’t mean Fizz can’t be stern with you. If anything, you prefer it when Ozzie is stern, since it is a little eerie to you when his smile isn’t there.

Do not be fooled, while they will give you some of the things you want. you will not be spoiled insanely. You still have to pick up around your room (they told the staff not to clean your room), and in turn, you get an allowance so you can buy the things you want.

If you try to hustle them and tell them that the other hasn’t paid you to get double the amount, literally do not get caught. They won’t pay you for your next allowance LMFAO.

In the beginning, you only called them Fizz and Ozzie, which they respected. It made sense in their heads since they weren’t really your dads, and they kinda just picked you off the streets. However when you got comfortable enough to refer to them as your dads? They were over the moon and cried to each other.

How you approached the topic with them was by having them sit down in the living room with you.

Ozzie and Fizz were sitting down on the couch as you paced the floor. You had invited them to the living room stating that you needed to talk and asked them to sit. Albeit they were very confused as to what you needed to talk about, and seeing the worry on your face, didn’t really help with the nerves. They were holding one another’s hand as a comfort. There was a brief moment where you stopped and looked at them, before turning and beginning to pace again. Fizz and Ozzie looked at one another, asking if the other knew what was going on and denying it.

“Uhh…Kid?” Fizz starts after a bit, looking back at Ozzie for a moment before he looks back at your pacing figure. “Is everything alright?”

Instead of answering, you stopped and looked at the two of them. You left the room, furthering their confusion. It didn’t take long for you to come back with a laptop, the same one they had gifted you after a month of your stay. You connected it to the TV and put on display a PowerPoint.

“REASONS AS TO WHY YOU SHOULD ADOPT ME AND LET ME CALL YOU MY DADS.”

You had made a PowerPoint to talk to them and ask them if it was okay if you could call them dad

In said PowerPoint, you gave all the reasons (most of which said that you were awesome) and benefits of adopting you (benefits were that they get a cool kid in turn). You also went over the possible dad name variations for them and the reasons behind them. You even gave the origins of the names which amused Fizz to no end.

To make a long teary heartfelt story short, they adopted you.

However, they had to do so in a way that didn’t get the media’s attention. Just because they were celebrities and figureheads, doesn’t mean they want you in the spotlight. Rather they agreed to wait until you were either close to being or were an adult to even announce that you were their kid (if you wanted to).

This also means that if you wanted to go out, you couldn’t go out with either of them, since the media knows that they were together, it wasn’t too far out of the picture for them to have a kid. This also extends to you not going to hospitals, rather they get a physician to come to their place and check on your health. It is this whole thing where they have a security check the doctor for any decisions or any stuff that could record your existence. (Said physician is threatened that if anything about you was leaked, they would hunt him down personally.) So sadly not a lot of days out together, however, they make up for it with at-home movie nights, game nights, and even sleepovers.

Very keen on your privacy, both in the public and at home. They always knock and make sure to not do anything to cross any of your boundaries.

Ozzie has to be careful not to talk about too much of his work around you. You may not be a little kid, but you are still a kid and he believes that no kid should be exposed to his field so early in their life. Fizz is also careful not to talk about Ozzie’s work and doesn’t go too in-depth about Mammon’s treatment around you.

If you are prone to nightmares, they will both personally comfort you. Even if you feel silly about it, since in your tween mind, you are too old to have your dads wait for you to fall asleep because you were too scared, they don’t mind. They will drop whatever they are holding if it means making you comfortable.

Overall very lovely parents, and they love you dearly. With you in their lives, they feel that they have changed for the better and they cannot imagine their lives without you. Seeing you as their shining light, as they continue to raise you, they hope that your bright light never diminishes.

omg dude i rewrote this so mant times because the first attempts were kinda depressing bawling NAYWAYS IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW THIS CAME OUT AND HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED HEHE

#helluva boss x reader #helluva fizzarolli #helluva asmodeus #asmodeus x fizzarolli #fizzarolli x reader #asmodeus x reader #fizzmodeus x reader #child reader

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voxsremotec0ck · 1 year ago

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Reader: Walking into room. Hey what are you guys doing in here?

Fizz: In 3D glasses and eating popcorn. Watching Robo Fizz and Robo Read fuck till the death.

Ozzie: In 3D glasses and sipping a soda. We've place bets on who'll win. Don't worry babe, my moneys on you. Fizz is on himself.

Loud metal noises happen off screen.

Reader: ...

Fizz: WoOo! I didn't even know that position was possible! Stuffing face full of popcorn.

Ozzie: I did~ Long sip.

This is such a regular occurrence for reader please, just walking in on fizzmodeus doing the most random shit😭😭

God I love poly fizzmodeus and reader

#fizzmodeus x reader #fizzmodeus #ᯤ answers

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rhys-writes-some-shit · 1 year ago

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Could I please request some poly headcanons with Asmodeus and Fizzarolli, maybe where reader is on the ace spectrum and a lot of people thinks it's weird that a demon is hanging around the literal lust demon, and not having sex with him.

GLADLY!!! I love poly!Fizzmodeus x Reader fics, thank you for giving me an excuse to write something for these two goofballs.

Poly!Fizzmodeus x Reader (Queer-Platonic)

💙You meet Fizz and Ozzie on accident, having been dragged along to Ozzie's club as a "+1"

💚 You only interact with Fizz once, but there was something about you that stood out to him.

💙 Maybe it was the fact that you were at a strip club and complimenting the choices of music and the skill of the dancers rather than getting off like everyone else.

💚 Regardless, after a few months of back and forth, you move in with Fizz and Ozz.

💙 They openly accept and support the fact that you're asexual, and never force you to do anything you're not comfortable doing.

💚 Their intimate relationship has nothing to do with the fact that both of them love to cuddle you into oblivion.

💙 It's not uncommon for people to give you shit online and in-person.

💚 People don't understand how you can be asexual, especially while living with the two biggest sex icons in Lust.

💙 Most people tend to assume you're trying to take advantage of Ozzie, or that you're just crazy.

💚 Fizz makes many public statements asking people to stop harassing you, but that doesn't really do anything.

💙 Only once Fizz and Ozz ganged up on a few demons who were hitting on you, did people really get the memo.

💚 Whether they understood or not, they realized that crossing you, meant crossing the King of Lust. And no one wanted to deal with that.

#helluva boss #helluva boss fanfiction #helluva asmodeus #helluva fizzarolli #fizzmodeus #fizzarozzie #fizz x ozzie #fizzmodeus x reader #asexual reader #queerplatonic #fizzmodeus x reader queerplatonic #rhys-writes #rhys-replies

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100feetoffandomtrash · 1 year ago

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Thoughts buzzing on poly asmodeus, fizzaroli, and reader with a waitress plot line. Will i write it? Idk

#helluva boss asmodeus #helluva boss #asmodeus #fizzarolli #fizzaroli helluva boss #fizzaroli #fizz #ozzie #fizzaroli x reader #asmodeus x reader #fizzmodeus #fizzmodeus x reader

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hellvcifer · 1 year ago

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Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Fizz x Asmodeus x Reader with the phrase “But you love us, don’t you?” “Don’t say that every time you make a mess!”?

MORNING SURPRISE— ଘ fic

pairing :: poly!fizz/ozzie x fem!reader wc :: 1.7k note :: yippieee!! finally able to post this. I'm coming off my sick bed so i apologize for any errors but i love fizzmodeus <33 warnings :: suggestive, pet name (bunny)

The coo-coo cock clock began chirping at the ass crack of dawn, waking up a little imp. He did his morning routine, limbs extending across the estate to brew his morning french press and snatch his cap n’ bells. He stretched out deeply, releasing a few cracks along his spine and deviously turning towards the bed.

A pair of eyes glowed from underneath the blankets, butt wiggling as she watched the imp prepare for his air horn wake up call. She jumped out, pouncing on Fizz, their bodies rolling down the stairs next to the large bed.

You landed on top, legs straddling his body as you released a huff. Fizz pouted, “Babe, what the fu–” Your hands clamped over his mouth, head snapping towards the bed where a loud snore could be heard. After a few moments of heavy breaths passed by, you turned back to your partner.

A sly smile pulled at your lips as you began to whisper. “Ozzie has off today!” Muffled sounds vibrated against your fingers as Fizz narrowed his eyes at you. You giggled and removed your hands.

“That doesn’t explain why you tackled me.” His arm extended to wrap around your waist a few times, finger trailing up your thigh. “Though I’m not complaining if this is how we end up.” He giggled, tongue peaking out between his lips.

You leaned closer, eyes narrowing with a smirk, “I have an idea~!” You sang, causing Fizz to raise a brow is curious delight. “Come on!” You grabbed his hand, and jumped to stand. His arm retracted and spun you around in place. You swayed a bit before regaining your composure and yanking him to follow you to the kitchen.

“Okay, are you gonna explain to me what this plan of yours is?” Fizzy crossed his arms and watched you begin to scavenge through the kitchen. Your body flitting across the room, arms filling with various items and piling them on a counter. Once you finished, you turned to the imp.

“We’re making Ozzie breakfast, duh!” You chimed, watching his face slowly light up.

“Ohhohohoh fuck yeah, Babe!” His arms extended and yoinked himself onto the counter. “What’s on the menu? Pizza? Chicken wings? Ribs?”

You giggled, “Noo~ you silly Frog!” You shook your head. “Try pancakes!”

“But pizzaaah~!” He whined with a pout. You jumped on the counter to sit next to him, lips finding his cheek for a quick peck.

“Next time, okay?” You smiled. Fizz’s face darkened in a blush as he turned to you.

“Yeah, yeah, okay, Bunny!” He giggled before glancing at the ingredients. “So what’s first?”

You slowly glanced at them. “Uh, good question..” His eyes widened, head snapping to look at you.

“You don’t even know how to make them?”

“Well it can’t be that hard!” You pulled out your phone, thumbs typing to find a recipe from the sinternet. “Look here! Easy pancakes from scratch.” You showed him the screen.

“Oh we sooo got this!” His tongue peeked out as he slowly scrolled through the pages. You hopped off the counter, grabbing a few mixing bowls from the cabinets.

“I’ll mix the dry ingredients and you can start on the wet ones.” You gave him one of the bowls.

Fizz chuckled, eyebrows raising a few times. “You sure you don’t want the wet ones? Cuz, you know…” He smirked, eyes fluttering up and down your figure. You felt your face grow warm at his insinuations.

“Yes! I’m sure!” You scooped the flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda and salt into the bowl before stomping to the other end of the counter in a huff. You measured the designated amounts, each falling into the bowl. Once you finished, you grabbed a whisk before making sure it was mixed.

“Uhh, Bunny?” You heard Fizz call out. “Is butter supposed to do that?” You turned, seeing him stretched out to stare into the microwave. The wet popping noise coming from the appliance didn’t make you feel any better.

You rushed over, Fizz dropped an arm down before pulling you up. The inside of the microwave wasn’t too messy, but the butter had melted and soon turned brown in the center. Gritty pieces floating around and the liquid still bubbling. You stopped it quickly and turned to Fizz. “How long did you put it in for?”

“It said 15 minutes.”

Your eyes widened. “Really?”

“Uh, duh!” He shrunk to his normal height, you still in his arms. “I read it right there!” He jabbed his finger at the phone.

“That says seconds, Babe." You laughed. "I think it’s burnt.” You peered at the closed door of the microwave. “Think we can still use it?”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine!” He nodded, as cheerful as ever.

You smiled and shrugged your shoulders. “Yeah, okay!”

“What’s next?” He stretched to grab the butter from the microwave before dumping it in his own bowl where the milk, vanilla, and egg were.

“We mix your ingredients with a blender!”

“Got it!” Fizz was quick to plug it in and position it in the wet bowl. He flicked it on to the highest setting and things seemed fine for a moment. Until the blender began to wobble and soon sent a bunch of the wet mix out the sides and onto the cupboards. Fizz began vibrating with the blender, laughing as he continued mixing.

You fell into your fit of giggles the more you watched, “Okay! I think it’s good!” He pulled the blender out from the bowl, the leftover mix on the metal whisks flying everywhere including you and the imp. “Fizzy!” You scolded, a smile never leaving your face.

“What!” He finally turned off the tool, turning towards you. He weighted onto one hip, resting his empty hand on his waist. “Cooking is a messy job, you’re not doing it right if you’re not wearing the food.” He spoke with his nose in the air as if it wasn’t the most obvious fact. He grinned and flung the blender elsewhere. “Besides~” He slinked closer, “It’s not like we haven’t been this messy before~” He giggled and trailed a finger down your shoulder.

Your cheeks heated before you pulled back. “Hey! No distracting me!” You scolded though it didn’t hold much strength behind it.

He smirked, “So, what’s next?” He leaned in.

You grabbed your phone, noting it was full of the wet mix, “Okay, it says we have to make a well in the dry ingredients and then… slowly fold them together.”

“What the fuck does well mean?” He asked.

“What the fuck does fold mean?” You peered at him, brows creased.

He pursed his lips in thought before glancing at you. “Maybe like a blanket?”

“Like… With our hands?” You held your hands up, glancing back and forth between the two.

“Well, how else do you fold things?” He shrugged. Fizz grabbed you and extended his legs up to place you on the counter before sitting opposite of you, the bowl in the middle.

“Okay, make a well.” You pushed the dry mix around until it had an empty space in the middle. “Now add the wet mix.” Fizz dumped it all but graciously in. “And fold!” His hands slammed into the bowl, splattering the contents around and onto the both of you. You laughed as he continued his ‘folding’ methods messily. The folding being more of a throw your hands together and hope for the best.

The dry mix clouded upwards and attached to both of you, along with small splatters of the partially mixed dough. It flung around the kitchen, landing alongside the previous mess, hitting cupboards, counters, the fridge, even as far as the dining table. Your giggles mixed in with Fizz’s, the mixing becoming the main event of cooking breakfast.

“What is going on in here?” A loud voice called out from the doorway. Ozzie stood there, mouth fallen with wide eyes as he stared at the condition of the kitchen. He was in the middle of tying his robe, frozen as he finally saw you and Fizz sitting on the counter. Both completely covered in pancake mix. You blinked at Ozzie, watching him take cautious steps forward.

“Aww, you weren’t supposed to wake up, Ozzie!” Fizz whined, shoulders slumping.

“You sleep in any other day!” You added, “Why on all days do you wake up early today!” You pouted alongside your imp boy.

“Maybe because hearing you two giggling maniacally all the way from the bedroom intrigued me.” He finally stood before you and Fizz. “And for good reason! Look at this place!” He gestured to the kitchen, “There’s… What is this…?” He scooped up a bit onto his finger from the counter and stuck it in his mouth. A second passed by before he physically recoiled. “Oh no.” He shuttered, the feeling coursing throughout his entire body. “No, no! You two!” He glared down at your forms. “What did I say about you cooking!”

You blinked up at Oz, seeing his face scowl but Ram and Bull showed his true endearing emotions. They always seemed to break his tough facade. You smirked towards Fizz, him reading you almost instantly. He shoved the bowl aside and scooted towards you.

“But you love us~” You smiled real big, eyes misting into a pretty sparkle. Fizz leaned in, squishing his cheek against yours and mirroring your expression. You grasped his hands and pulled his body close, chests flushed against each other.

“Don’t you~?” Fizzy added, pulling the last word out and pouting his lips.

Ozzie crossed in arms while staring down at you both, he felt himself slowly breaking at the sight. “Don’t say that every time you two make a mess!” He turned away, eyes shutting tight. His chest rising a few times in frustrated huffs, his expression melting. His eyes peaked down at your forms, “Auogh! I can’t stay mad at you guys when you do that!”

“We know~!” You giggled, eyes sliding to Fizz as you turned to each other, noses brushing in a small victory. His sleek metal limbs wrapping around you and squeezing.

“Womp womp!” Fizz laughed and hugged you tighter.

“Look at my messy little Fizzy-Frog and Bunny-Wunny!” Large arms encircled the both of you, scooping you into the air and spinning. “Looks like I'll have to get you both washed up.” His voice sank a few octaves, "Care to join me for a nice deep clean?" Eyes narrowing with a growing smirk.

Who were you to deny your King of Lust?

likes and reblogs appreciated !! ♡

#helluva boss x reader #helluva boss x you #fizz x reader #fizz x reader x ozzie #fizzmodeus x reader #asmodeus x reader #fizzarolli x reader #fizz x asmodeus x reader #fizzarozzie x reader

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leds-fic-writings · 7 months ago

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hi! you don't have to, but are you open to writing a poly! asmodeus x reader x fizzarolli?

if you are, could you maybe do a sick reader fic? thank you!

Of course!!!

Warnings: general chest cold icky feelings

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:**:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

I woke up and instantly there was a deep pounding in my head, I felt as if my skull was gonna pop. I rolled in my bed and reached for my phone, seeing that it was 11:30. Four missed calls from Fizz and Ozzie, shit, I slept through and missed our breakfast date.

I went to call them back, and they picked up instantly. "Babe, are you okay, where were you?" I heard Fizz ask. He sounded worried, I felt bad. I cleared my throat, noticing how hoarse it was, "I'm so sorry Fizzy, I slept in, I can meet up later though if you'd like."

I heard Ozzie interject in the background "No" he said sternly "I hear them on there, they are sick." If not for the ache in my entire body I would've laughed. "Tell them we're coming soon with everything they need" "I think you heard him" Fizz said chuckling.

"Yeah. I'll see you guys later then. Bye honey" "Byeee" after he hung up I instantly got a text

💗💙My Boys💙💗

Fizzy: Don't even think about getting up and taking care of urself

Ozzie: We'll be there in 20 minutes baby, hold strong

Okie :Y/N/N

--‐---------------------------------------------------

It was comforting to know how much they cared, but I couldn't help but feel bad. After all they were busy demons, it felt rude. I decided that whilst waiting on them I'd try to sleep. Putting on my sleep playlist, and laying there.

Not long after I heard the door click, hearing Oz hush Fizz gently. Ozzie cracked the door open and peered in, "Hey baby." He whispered gently "How are you holding up hun?" "Mmm" I groaned. "I know honey, it sucks. No need to worry though, what do you need? I have ibuprofen, Tylenol, soup, bread, melatonin, allergy relief, everything honey, ask and you shall receive my darling."

My heart was melted by his sweetness, "Can I have some ibuprofen and soup?" "Of course darling, why don't we get you to the couch, hmm?" I nodded and he gently scooped me into his arms and carried me against his chest.

Fizzy was anxiously waiting outside, on the living room couch. "BABYY!" He whisper shouted excitedly, clearly relieved to see me. He cuddled up against my face, "Are you okay babe, can I get you something? We brought ice packs if you're too hot, we can cuddle, we brought new blankets, anything you need babe."

Their thoughtfulness made me want to cry, "can we cuddle please?" "Of course doll face!" Ozzie said, excited I was letting them help. We sat on the couch and Froggy came in with a bowl of soup, some green tea, and ibuprofen. "The sick Y/N special." He said presenting the tray to me. "Thank you Froggy" I said he nuzzled onto me as I layed on Ozzies chest.

"Soo, what does my darling star want to watch, hmm?" Asmodeus asked nuzzling my hair. "Pride and Prejudice sound ok?" "You're the sick one baby, it's up to you" Ozzie responded, a light chuckle to his voice. By now Fizzy had fallen asleep on my chest, and Ozzie turned it on.

#fizzarolli x reader #asmodeus x reader #fizzmodeus x reader #helluva boss x reader #helluvaverse #fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #X sick reader #Fizzmodeus x sick reader #Fizzmodeus x you #Fizzmodeus x y/n #fizzmodeus #fizzarozzie #led writes

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parasiterileymoon · 1 year ago

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hhihihhi hope ur doing well!!

so uhh could i request fizzaroli and azmodeus (together) from hb with a male s/o whose the grim reaper :3

like he’s been around since before earth and is really stronk like the second stronkest person in hell AND heaven so he’s kinda a little overpowered

Ofcccc:D tysm anon!!!!

•totally shows you off. Like “on yeah this is our boyfriend isn’t he so cool and awesome and sexy and incredible and-“ you get the idea

•your basically like fizzies body guard since he got kidnapped

•I feel like you would have one of those pillows with yes on one side and no on the other yk?

•you tried to carry OP Ozzie once (it worked cause u so s t r o n k)

•if u ever feel bad about claiming a soul they would cuddle you(like a little kid or a puppy or something)

•when you say grim reaper I imagine this dude I a floor length cloak just standing in the corner and Ozzie is having a meeting when the other guy is like “what is that thing” he’s just like “oh that’s my boyfriend, say hi babe!” And in this distorted voice your like “H̶̨̡͔̲͇̠̳͓̻̫̙̲̥͔̺͈̪̦̱̜̟̻͔̲͇͓͔̤̯̭̤̬̠̪͎̥̜̮̐̀̆̃̽͗̊̉͑͜͜͠ͅį̴̡̧̡̧̗͖̺̙̱̫̺̱̘̥̰̱̘̰̺̙͎̯͉̥͇͍͖̲̲͔̗͔̱͇̮͚͇̗̅̓̄̎̈́̔̈̑̎͊͒̂̂̑̊͒̒̆͛̔̇͛̅̋̽̈̈́̈́̚͘̚͜͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅ”

•fizzy woke you up with the air horn and you broke it. Like grabbed the air horn and just crushed it(apologize you monster/j)

•I imagine you wearing really dark clothes and you borrow Ozzie’s hoodie or something and you look ridiculous

•you totally threw hands with mammon(and won but mammon dosnt want to admit that)

A/N: please let me know if something needs improvement and tysm for sending a request!

#heluva boss x reader #heluva boss #azmodeus #azmodeus x reader #helluva boss ozzie #fizzarolli #fizzmodeus x reader #fizzaroli helluva boss #fizzaroli x reader

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thatstonedwriter · 2 years ago

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⋆｡「Affection Prompt 17」⋆˚

◉ Sinopsis; Getting them their favorite drink, just the way they like it

◉ Feat; poly Fizzmodeus, stolas, Blitzø

◉ A/n- I hope you all are able to have a fun and safe New Year <3

── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──

Soft blankets kept you nice and warm, despite the storm raging outside. Rain pattered against the window, threatening to lull you back to sleep. Today was perfect... but one thing was missing- your favorite drink. Sure you could go get it, but that would mean getting up. Thankfully, your partner(s) has/have made the generous offer to go pick it up for you.

"We're baaack~" you hear Fizzarolli call from the front door. Asmodeus chuckles, readjusting Fizz and the tray of drinks in his arms. "They might be sleeping, Froggy, lets not make too much noise." You were quick to prove Ozzie’s assumption wrong. Calling out, you beckon them over to the couch, patting the open seats next to you. Fizz is quick- jumping from Ozzie’s arms to your blanket-clad lap. Asmodeus isn’t far behind, morphing into his smaller form to place the drink tray on the table before joining the two of you and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Once you’re all comfortable, Fizz stretches his arms, grabbing the drinks and passing them to you and Asmodeus. As Fizz grabbed the remote to put on a movie, you settled into the couch, unable to think of a better way to spend a rainy evening.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

When an episode of the Hell-a-Novella you were watching ended, you’d voiced your desire for your favorite drink. Who was Stolas to ignore the request? At the coffee shop, Stolas is careful to be specific with the drink orders. Even then, when the drinks are handed to him, he double checks the receipts and the drinks, just to be sure. As bothersome as walking in the storm was, Stolas knew it was worth it to see you happy. And of course, he couldn’t deny how cute it was hearing your excited “thank yous” and seeing you happily sip your drink. Sitting beside you, Stolas reaches up to pat your hair, giving you a kiss on the forehead before sitting back in the couch and resting his head atop yours.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

Initially, Blitzø was bitching and moaning about having to go out. He was comfortable, too. Why not just order for delivery? He eventually caves when you promise you’ll let him have the comfortable side of the couch when he gets back. And the heated blanket. As cranky as Blitzø is about going out in the rain, he reasons he’ll be able to get something for himself, and he has the heated blanket to look forward to. Blitzø is in and out of the shop as fast as possible, hastily checking the contents of the order to make sure everything’s right. By the time he’s back at the apartment, Blitz is grumbling incoherently, dropping everything onto the table and making a bee-line toward the couch, forcibly scooting you over (just enough so he would fit) and curling up next to you. Guess you’ll enjoy the drinks later, then.

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

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itsmarsss · 1 year ago

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Helluva Boss Masterlist

Blitzø x Reader

pretty kitty (gn!reader) (blurb)

bet. (blurb)

different kind of high [coming]

Blitzø x Stolas

empty for now!

Blitzø x Stolas x Reader

you know… you, me and… someone else | (gn!reader) (blurb)

Stolas x Reader

empty for now!

Asmodeus x Fizzarolli x Reader

early bird | (gn!reader) (blurb)

Verosika Mayday x Reader

empty for now!

Moxxie x Reader

empty for now!

Millie x Reader

empty for now!

Moxxie x Millie x Reader

empty for now! all good things come in threes [coming] ....................................................

Requests for Blitzø x Reader, Blitzo x Reader x Stolas, Moxxie x Reader and Ozzie x Fizz x Reader are open! | Request away!

#helluva boss #blitzø #blitz x reader #blitzo x reader #blitzo x stolas #stolas #stolas goetia #stolitz #asmodeus #fizzarolli #fizzmodeus #fizzarolli x reader #asmodeus x reader #fizzmodeus x reader #helluva boss imagine #mars writes #masterlists #verosika mayday

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xjulixred45x · 1 year ago

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Como última petición ¿puedo pedir headcanons de fizz y asmodeo con una pareja como pomni? Es que amo a la payasita/bufona ansiosa y sería adorable, felices fiestas y año nuevo

¡FINALMENTE ALGO DE OTROS FANDOMS!¡Y DE MI OTP DE HELLUVA BOSS! gracias por el pedido! Felices fiestas y año nuevo atrasados😘😅

Fizzmodeus x Pomni! Lectora

Género: Headcanons

Lector: femenino

Advertencias: la lectora es manojo de nervios constante, lectora Imp del anillo de la Avaricia (no se especifico), Infierno, Mammon, realmente no mucho. Fluff.

Ser un demonio en general no es fácil.

Pero nacer en el anillo de la Avaricia lo hacía 10 veces más difícil, mínimo.

La mayor parte de tu vida se baso en tratar de mantenerte viva pese a las pobres condiciones que tenía tu anillo, evitar a los mafiosos, evitar las balas y objetivos voladores, sobrevivir en general.

Gracias a esto siempre estabas en alerta constante, nerviosa y asustada de lo que pudiera salir de algún rincón.

Afortunadamente no pasaste por esto sola, mientras crecias terminaste encontrando gente en el camino que realmente les importaba tu seguridad.

Gente que también quería sobrevivir en el caótico anillo que les tocó vivir y que utilizaban ciertos talentos artísticos para ello. Terminaron siendo algo así como tú familia sustituta. Tus amigos.

Pese a todo lo que hacían por ti(desde progerte hasta darte techo), querías empezar a traer tu propio pan a la mesa, contribuir en algo.

Tus amigos estaban bien con eso, por lo que te ayudaron a pensar en un posible acto callejero que pudiera llamar la atención de los demás.

Fue entonces que uno de tus amigos sugirió (basado en la nueva mascota de Mammon) que hicieras un acto de Payaso con temática Clown*.

Te gustaba la idea y la desarrollaste por tu cuenta.

Creaste tu vestuario, hiciste con prueba y error tu propio acto y en menos de lo que pensabas ya fuiste a las calles junto a tus compañeros.

Lejos de lo que pensabas, tu trabajo se volvió relativamente popular y bastante rápido. A la gente le gustaba tu "personaje" torpe y ansioso. Contrastaba bastante con, por ejemplo, Fizzarolli.

Tu popularidad fue creciendo exponencialmente, haciendo muestras en lugares cada vez más grandes, con mejor paga, con mejores empleadores.

Eventualmente así fue como conociste a Fizz y Ozzie en primer lugar, cuando fuiste a trabajar a Ozzie's por recomendación de tu agente y "sugerencia" orden de Mammon.

AHORA, creo que tanto Fizz como Ozzie habrían oido de ti antes, más que nada por las comparaciones que te hacían con Fizz.

Ozzie no lo pensaba mucho, aunque creía que el "personaje" de payasa nerviosa era algo innovador, sinceramente.

Fizz, por otro lado, estando más familiarizado con este tipo de actuaciones(y sobretodo, con trabajar con gente como Mammon) podía ver qué en realidad no era un personaje, realmente eras un manojo de nervios.

El sintió cierta simpatia por ti, le recordabas a su yo más joven e inexperto.

Por lo mismo cuando supo que ibas a trabajar en Ozzie's por un tiempo, el estaba en cierta forma emocionado de conocerte. Fizz tenía un buen presentimiento sobre ti.

Y vaya que tenía razon.

Cuando los conociste estabas aún más nerviosa que de costumbre, y como no, si bien técnicamente trabajabas para Mammon, no sabías que esperar de Asmodeo. Más ahora que estabas lejos de tu grupo.

Esperabas un tipo de trato similar al de Mammon, con mucho trabajo, horarios de ensayo, "estrategias de Marketing" Fanservice, etc..

Pero en realidad tu experiencia en Ozzie's fue...¿agradable?

Los horarios no eran NI DE LEJOS tan exigentes como los de Mammon e incluso podías elegirlos. ELEJIRLOS.

¡Nisiquiera tuviste que cambiar tu uniforme original! Lo cual fue realmente agradable para poder hacer tus actos.

Asmodeo(Ozzie) era en realidad un jefe REALMENTE bueno, a ver, incluso con su política de no Romance, podías entenderlo(¿Quién querría romance en un club de Strip?).

Aparte de que realmente se preocupo porque estuvieras cómoda con el resto del staff e incluso ESCUCHO lo que tenías que decir.

¡Fue realmente lindo!

¡Incluso llegó a presentarte a Fizzarolli!¡el original! Y si bien tu personalidad y la de el contrastaban bastante, era un sujeto bastante amigable.

Pudieron intercambiar algunas anécdotas de trabajar con Mammon o de los Fans locos que suelen tener, algunas ideas para próximas funciones, etc.

¡Con el tiempo incluso llegas a acostumbrarte a las funciones en Ozzie's! En parte gracias a Fizz y Ozzie, que lento pero seguro, se van convirtiendo en parte de tu día a día.

Poco a poco pierdes un poco la timidez y la ansiedad con ellos al darte cuenta de algo que, bueno, no estabas acostumbrada hasta ese momento.

Que ellos les importas como PERSONA y no como Producto (gracias Mammon).

Después de este pequeño descubrimiento, puedes actuar con más naturalidad cerca de ambos, lo cual es bastante divertido porque aún sigues siendo algo torpe y lleva a algunas situaciones divertidas(ten cuidado en dónde pisas, porfavor).

Ambos encuentran tu personalidad bastante adorable.

No es algo muy común encontrar a alguien inocente en el infierno, y sinceramente ver lo ansiosa que estabas al principio era un poco preocupante(más que nada sabiendo para quien trabajas).

Pero fue un cambio bastante bienvenido que ambos encontraron bastante interesante. Algo nuevo.

Si vamos a términos más avanzados de relación, es puro FLUFF.

Fizz desde luego es el más atrevido, le gusta mucho verte avergonzada y puede y HARA muchas bromas de doble sentido cerca tuyo solo para ver qué tan colorada te pones.

Aunque definitivamente estaría fuera de guardia si le coqueteas de vuelta(incluso si es algo suave). Estaría congelado unos buenos segundos procesando lo que dijiste.

Colas entrelazadas colas entrelazadas colas entrelazadas---

Aunque definitivamente también te ofrece un espacio para quejarte del trabajo todo lo que quieras(incluso de Mammon), aparte de que si bien le gusta burlarse un poco de tu personalidad ansiosa, realmente nunca se burla seriamente de tu ansiedad (más si hay una razón detras de esta).

En ese caso trataría de evitar ese tipo de bromas lo más posible y solo trata de hacerte reír (funciona 9/10 veces).

Ozzie es más suave en el sentido de que si bien ES el señor de la lujuria, realmente no quiere hacer nada que active una alarma, por lo que es más un tipo de afecto físico.

Aunque no me malinterpretes, es un grande en cuanto a los halagos también y un gran fanático de ver tu cara colorada, en el mejor de los sentidos.

Ozzie🫱

Fizz🫲

🤝*hacerte sonrojar a más no poder*

Su coqueteo va más por los cumplidos. Y no importa cuánto lo intentes, no puedes coquetear devuelta, porque atacará con 10 veces más fuerza :')

Aunque si quieres avergonzarlo un poco, dale un beso a alguna de sus otras cabezas ;) garantizado.

También le gusta darte pequeños gestos(similar a como se muestra con Fizz), regalarte algunos accesorios bonitos que convienen contigo, ropa, preparar la comida(especialmente si quemas agua igual que Fizz-).

Si le devuelves el gesto ¡El se siente TAAAAN enternecido! Lo aprecia mucho.

Ozzie no puede permitirse ser tan abierto y cariñoso afuera de la casa como Fizz(que se vuelve una garrapata), pero compensa el tiempo perdido en casa.

Puede que tú y Fizz puedan tener colaboraciones juntos para así 1- colaborar con alguien que REALMENTE les agrade 2- quitarse a Mammon de encima por un rato y 3- simplemente pasar un rato juntos mientras hacen algo que les gusta :3

Ozzie es igual de protector contigo que con Fizz, sino un poco más, justamente por tu naturaleza nerviosa y tú ansiedad.

Tanto Ozzie como Fizz están listos para arrojar manos si alguien trata de pasarse de listo contigo, aunque claro, tienen sus métodos.

Fizz trata de animarte a ser más grosera, o mejor dicho, a pelear más por ti misma y no dejarte pisotear, aunque igual si ve que no puedes manejar la situación el saltará en tu defensa y destruirá (con palabras) a la persona que te esté tratando mal.

Ozzie es más paciente con tu naturaleza ansiosa e incluso trata unos ejercicios para evitar crisis ansiosas contigo, lo cual sirve bastante para las funciones.

Pero definitivamente se pone muy rápido a la defensiva si el percibe algo de hostilidad hacia ti. Indiferente si es un cliente o no, se va pa fuera.

Al mismo tiempo no están para nada en contra que quieras aprender a defenderte por tu cuenta. Sobretodo Fizz. Ozzie puede ser más difícil de convencer, pero dale unos grandes ojos de cierva y cederá rápidamente.

Si llegas a pasar por algún momento similar al de "Oops" definitivamente puedo ver a Fizz tratando de evitar que te mueras de un paro cardíaco, incluso si está muriéndose de miedo el también, su principal prioridad en ese momento es evitar que tú ansiedad saque lo peor de ti.

(aunque tambien incluso con todo esto ocurriendo tratas de dejarles algo de espacio a Fizzarolli y Blitzø para que resuelvan sus cosas. Claro, mientras no haya balas en tu dirección).

Mientras tanto Ozzie está usando todo su autocontrol para no matar al abogado de Crimson--

Cuando Fizz y tú regresan con Ozzie, espera UN GRAN ABRAZO DE OSO y un chequeo médico OBLIGATORIO, junto con muchos mimos de Ozzie y Fizz.

Si ya no trabajas para Mammon y tú único trabajo es Ozzie's, entonces te alias con Ozzie para tratar de convencer a Fizz que deje a Mammon, viendo que no funciona con Asmodeo, tratas de usar tus propias experiencias personales, aunque tampoco funciona:(

Definitivamente ayudaste con las luces durante la Canción de "Fuck You". No elaborare más.

En general, estos dos son muy suaves para una pareja con ansiedad y problemas de nervios, lo encuentran adorable y definitivamente te protegerán y defenderán tu honor de cualquiera que piense lo contrario🩵💚

¡Gracias por la petición!¡Espera te guste!💙💚🩵

*CLOWN: estilo de teatro, El clown juega constantemente. Es su manera de explorar, de aprender, de conocer, es su forma de vivir. No pretende divertir sino divertirse. No buscar hacer reír sino el cariño del público(A diferencia de los payasos, no necesitan indispensablemente mascarilla)

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