#helluva boss fizz x reader

[the-s1lly-corner]

What they call you (Helluva edition part 2/?)

i think i might do a few more parts of this- maybe two more at most. definitely want to do some for the deadly sins, at least for the ones that we got to see actually. talk and do stuff in the recent episode characters: fizz, verosika, striker, chaz notes: reader is gn but in the case of gendered names there will be alts provided, reader is male for fizz though, short post its literally just name stuff, use of they for the characters due to copy paste stuff to make it easier on my end LMAO, pretend youre in a polycule with fizz and ozzie cws: its a little lewd, implied stuff though

FIZZ

what they call you: hon/honey-- as well as honeypie! youre so sweet to him and hes going to let that reflect in the names he calls you!

what you call them: ozzie already calls him froggie... sometimes you jokingly call him springs. it doesnt make much sense to outsiders, but he likes it- its not conventional, but it reflects him well!

VEROSIKA

what they call you: babe, sweet face/thing... but in more private and tender scenarios she simply calls you by your name... theres something so raw when your partner calls you by your name. its bare and genuine, she lets her walls down around you

what you call them: angel and sweetheart. sometimes you jokingly call her songbird-- usually when shes getting ready for one of her shows or practicing... its a little teasing, but its... sweet

STRIKER

what they call you: toots and sugar are the most comment but he also calls you lovey sometimes! lovey... actually becomes more common the longer the relationship lasts

what you call them: you call him a baddie as a joke but he doesnt understand the implications, he just thinks youre calling him that because of his work. you almost dont have the heart to correct him...

CHAZ

what they call you: god half of the stuff i probably cant even write here. babe and baby are his go tos. definitely would draw the word out to try to convince you to come over so he can give you some loving. calls you his cream puff after getting the deed done/j

what you call them: handsome is one of your go tos and LORD does he eat it up. any name you give him thats based off of his looks leaves him feeling some sort of way- lustful, mostly, but there is some tenderness in there........ somewhere......

[hellvcifer]

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?

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[imagination-phantom]

SLAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! ~

Retirement looks GORGEOUS on you Fizzy Frog~

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[zeesdoodlesnshit]

Guys, I can imagine a scenario where like Fizz and Satan's s/o is like:

Fizzarolli: How's Satan?

S/O, stretches their arms apart: Big dick

Fizzarolli, drinking a bottle: Yeah, me too

[thatstonedwriter]

⋆｡˚ 「 Cuddling with... 」 ⋆｡˚

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus

── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──

Cuddling is probably Fizz and Ozzie's favorite past time, so you know you're in for a treat. Whether the mood is playful, relaxed, sensual, etc, cuddle sesions with these two are the best way to spend your time.

If Asmodeus is in his larger form, you and Fizz sleep on his chest, with Fizz being the little spoon. He loves tucking his head under your chin.

If Asmodeus is in his smaller form, he'll lay between you and Fizzarolli wrapping an arm around the two of you. So you basically still end up sleeping on his chest lol

It's important to mention that Fizz is a big fan of peppering kisses along your cheeks and neck. And of course, pulling back and doing his signature blep.

Despite size differences and robotic limbs, Fizz and Ozzie are so gentle. Asmodeus especially loves having you sit between his legs when he's in his smaller form. He'll do your hair, while Fizz turns on the TV, flipping through channels while he lays his head in your lap.

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus are so fucking excited to share this intimacy with you. This relationship is a well-maintained balance of the three of you; nobody ever feeling left out or less than.

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

[bluzebub19]

I know that I'm supposed to hate him because he's literally abusive and using Fizzarolli, and I hate that But DAMN IT JUST LOOK AT HIM. HE'S SO ADORABLE AND SO SILLY AND I LOVE HIS AUSTRALIAN ACCENT. I LOVE THIS FAT CHRISTMAS TREE JESTER, THEY MADE HIM EVEN BETTER WITH THE ACCENT. "-piece of you they can fack. Dont you want that, Fizzy? TO BE FACKED?!"

Writers, do your thing please. I will eat a whole meal about him

[noemilivv]

Hello! how is it going? I’m so happy to see your requests are back open and that you also write for Helluva Boss now, so I wanted to request something for that! One of my favorite works of yours are the Hazbin Hotel things of reader finding the characters crying and comforting them, so I was thinking I’d love to request the same thing but for Helluva Boss characters. Maybe Blitzø, Stolas, Fizz and Moxxie x gn reader (either platonic or romantic is fine) where reader find them crying and comforts them? ❤️

also sorry if I messed up my english, it’s not my first language :)

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳ø, 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐱𝐱𝐢𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐳𝐳 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

a/n: MY FIRST HELLUVA REQUEST LETS GOOO. my first few requests for helluva might be a bit ooc due to the fact that i’m much more of a hazbin girly lol. i literally almost started crying writing blitzø’s part so PLSPLSPLSPLS enjoy that one esp 😋 i think this is one of the longest things i’ve ever wrote tbh LOL but okay enough of my yapping, enjoy

warnings: possible angst(?), platonic!moxxie, profanity, mentions of sex in blitzø and fizzarolli’s part, use of yn in moxxie’s part, ooc writing in all 4 parts😭

proofread: yessir 😎

tags: helluva boss, stolas, fanfic, blitzø, moxxie, fizzarolli, hb, x reader

𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳ø

…always felt so trapped, despite the fact that maybe, just maybe, it was because of his own doing. and deep down, he knew that, whether he said it aloud or not.

he never thought the voices in his head could sound so real, he never thought his closest loved ones could seem so far, he never thought that his spirits could be so low, especially when those around him thought that they were so high.

when his daughter, his precious, his world, slammed her bedroom door in his face before screaming, “i fucking hate you!” against the clash of things being thrown from the other side of the door, he couldn’t stop his eyes from filling with tears.

blitzø didn’t know what in all of hell was up with him today, something mentally, that’s for sure.

he couldn’t help but feel a curl in his stomach watching millie and moxxie be all lovey throughout their shared shift, and not a good kind of ‘curl’, he couldn’t scroll through sinsta for three minutes without seeing a verosika-related post, either by her, or one of her sex deprived fans, and he had just gotten home from a meeting with stolas for their…monthly activities — and he couldn’t help but feeling like a shit boyfriend to the one he loved most, and fuck, even his loonie is mad at him now too??

the imp sluggishly moved across to the other side of his apartment and slumped onto the couch, his face being taken in by the warmth of the rough pillow, with his phone in his hands, he felt it vibrate.

if he got lucky, it might be an apology call from loona, as she was probably already out bitching with her friends at those stupid hound parties, thanks to vortex.

but no, it was a call, from you, normally he loved your late night conversations you both had with one another, but tonight? eh… it really wasn’t the time.

he stared at his screen for a moment, his eyes fixating on your contact info, the name displaying ‘babe’ with a red heart emoji, and the picture was a selfie you guys took together.

in the miniature version of the photo, it showed blitzø in a band t-shirt, sticking his tongue out with a ‘v’ to his lips, as you grinned at the camera, as you cuddled into his horns, it was the morning after your first time together, your bed head looked adorable, it could kill him.

he sighed softly, before pressing the ‘call’ button, putting the phone to his ear. “hey, babe!” you spoke from the other side, your voice slightly muffled from the quality of the mic in your phone.

that alone caused him to start sobbing all over again, ‘fuck fuck fuck fuck shit fuck fuck.’ he thought to himself, but that wasn’t what mattered now. you just sounded so happy, when he felt so shit, that’s one of the many things he loved about you, you were so strong, always saw the light.

��hey hey, shhh, blitzø, what happened??” you cooed through the phone, your heart ached for him, you rolled over onto your side while you laid in bed, curling up to the blankets, as you would to your boyfriend, if he were there with you.

all you got as a response were whimpers from the other line, a few hiccups here and there. “i need words, love.” you said, softly.

blitzø sniffled, “bad day..” his voice cracked as he spoke, although he did so, so softly, well obviously you’d seen him upset before, but never like this.

“wanna talk about it?” you asked, more than hesitant to do so, you knew blitzø was by no means good with his feelings, and you were lucky you got this far with him, considering some failed attempts from the past of you trying to ease him into opening up, but you had to try, it just felt right.

on the other hand, blitzø was just as nervous as you were, if not more, he had been through it all before, and for him, it had never ended pretty, but he loved you more than anything, and he knew he had to do this.

“yeah..”

you listened to every word he said, for hours, 9pm turned to 11pm, 11pm turned to 2am, and 2am turned to kicking down his apartment door at 3:19am to cuddle him to sleep on the couch.

and as tired as she was, as well as annoyed, loona couldn’t stay mad at her father after seeing him snuggled up next to you on the couch asleep.

especially when she snapped a picture and posted it all over sinsta…

guess who’s mad now, bitch?

𝐟𝐢𝐳𝐳

…never felt like he had gotten home so exhausted before. he didn’t even have the energy to sling himself across the palace to get to his bed quicker

he wanted to see you, he wanted to be with you, he wanted to be against you and your nice warm body, with your beautiful smile…

after walking up a few flights of stairs, taking an elevator here and there, walking down a hallway that was way too long to be one to begin with, he reached your shared room. he was home.

“hi, baby!” you exclaimed, happy to see your partner at last, pausing your show that was displayed on the big screen T.V in your room, hoping out of bed to peck your boyfriend on his cheek. “i missed you!”

he managed a tired smile, “i missed you too, sweetie.” fizz paused for a moment, looking away from your gaze before asking, “can i hug you?”

fizz had a lazy, but goofy grin on his face, extending his arms out to you, doing grabby hands. you give a pouty smile, your partner was so cute you couldn’t deal with it, “of courseee, froggyyy.” you said, babying your tone, pulling him in by the waist.

“you don’t gotta ask, y’know, we’ve been together too long to do that.” you joke with a chuckle, fizz laughs along with you, softer than yours, but still, he sinks into your arms before replying, “mammon’s business, despite its stressors, has taught me the importance of consent, and not just when it comes to sex”

fizz chuckled, his tired but soft tone still remained, as he pulled away from you just slightly to peck your nose, “i’d never wanna hurt you, honey, it’s better to ask, then to be sorry, y’know?”

you blink momentarily, you were not expecting that response out of him, you recover quickly, however, smiling at him, “you are just the sweetest.” you say, pulling him in for another hug, placing a peck to his neck, snuggling your face in it as you do so.

before you can even get another word out, fizz starts crying, attempting to sniffle back the tears.

you pull away instantly, “froggy? are you okay?” scanning him for any signs of harm or discomfort.

your boyfriend nods, makeup dripping down his face, “y-yes…” his lips trembling softly as he spoke. “did something happen at work today?”

fizz shook his head, “not really” he sniffled again, “just missed you.”

“awww fizzie, cmon!” you take his hand, pulling him the bathroom,

“let’s take a nice, warm bath, and then we can do skincare and watch that one show you like, and then we can go to bed, does that sound nice?”

“that sounds really nice… thank you…”

𝐦𝐨𝐱𝐱𝐢𝐞

…was your good friend since your early childhood years, his father had a business connection with your parents, which led to you both being babysat together a lot.

both of you were grown adults now, he was married to your gal-pal from your high school days, and you were engaged to one of the kids from your friend group back when you were in college, well, before dropping out.

other than your separate significant others, you were eachothers ride-or-dies, your for-lifers. you both went to eachother for practically everything.

so when moxxie knocks on your door while your spouse is out with friends, asking for help, you don’t hesitate to let him in.

you sit him down asking him what was the matter, and he gets fidgety immediately, stuttering out an attempted response before the tears start flowing, he starts crying about how he got into an argument with millie, and how scared he was that this might ruin their marriage.

instantly, as it was second nature to you, you scoot closer to him the couch, rubbing his back as he sobbed, still venting to you about the argument and how much he misses millie.

“look, mox, here’s what ya gotta do. just call her, and tell her everything you’ve told me, i’ve known millie since we were just freshies, she’s bound to understand!”

“i guess so.. thanks, yn.”

𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

...was distraught, and even that was an understatement. his beloved octavia was lost, in los angeles, in the human realm.

you, stolas, and blitzø searched around what felt like all of fucking earth to find her, while millie and moxxie were off doing eachother who knows what.

stolas sighed, running a hand through his now human hair, his breath beginning to get noticeably more shaky, with blitzø walking ahead of the two of you.

“hey.” you say, putting a hand on his arm, “it’s gonna be okay.”

“but what if it’s not though? what she’s not okay? what if she’s in danger? or worse, what if someone took her?” his voice trembled more and more at the thought.

“no.” you start, turning stolas around to face you. “she’ll be okay.” you say, putting a hand onto his chest, “she’s smarter than you may think, she’s seventeen now! she’ll know what to do.”

“but what if something happens? and i’m not there to protect her?” stolas says, his movements going to a halt, blitzø looked at the two of you, before mouthing that he’ll meet up with the both of you later.

before you know it, tears well up in his eyes, without even thinking, he pulls you into a tight hug. “i just need to know my girl is okay…”

“she’ll be okay, sweetie.” you say, pecking his cheek, you pull back slightly, lovingly looking into his eyes, “and so will you..”

i do not permit for my work to be reposted, translated, or stolen. all rights go to signedmio. characters are not mine, unless stated, and belong to their rightful creators.

[nifftyisgonnakillu]

HELP??

[djljpanda]

Hey can you please do some headcanons for Asmodeus, Fizzaroli, and a ballerina fem partner??

Asmodeus X Fizzaroli X Fem Ballerina Reader

(Tw: Some suggestive stuff)

They always have front row seats or have a private booth to watch you perform

They threw roses on the stage at the end of the performance while they cheer, whistle, maybe even cry

Have flowers and any sweet treat you want while they hug you and praise you, may even give you more praise when you three get home

Never misses a performance cause they will move their schedule around cause how dare they think other things are more important than you

Simping in their seats when they see you on stage and might take some pictures

They do ask questions and your always happy to answer them

You have tried teaching how to ballet and not gonna lie they are performers so they got the hang of it

They like when your in your stretching poses cause one it gets them horny and two your really good at your stretches they even asked you to teach them

Love seeing you practice they have videos and photos on their phones

Now they always hate seeing the pain you give yourself because of ballet, the faces the two made when they say how battered your feet looked

But they always have some pain killers, bandages for you so you can feel better

In a weird way you all three like listening to classical music even if you guys are listening to jazz and pop in that sex playlist or just a regular playlist you can hear that classical music coming on

In the end they support you no matter what and to them you are the best balllerina in the world

[gallifreyix-centuries]

Helluva Boss men when asked to buy you pads meme. I hope y’all enjoy it.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Can you do fizzaroli and asmodeus comforting their teenage adopted child after she/he/they had a rough day today?

Ooooh! My second Helluva Boss request, that’s so exciting! I can’t wait to work on some Helluva Boss! Let’s give some love to best Achillean couple!

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus- Ruby in the Rough

Fizzarolli is an energetic and somewhat crude man, that energy is also applied to his parenting style. He is caring and affectionate but also energetic and can accidentally be oblivious about his child’s problems with his jokester attitude. Though, he will make up for his mistake and unconditionally spoil his child rotten

Asmodeus, on the other hand, is the most doting and considerate parent of this pair. He’s more calm and a bit playful, though. He loves chatting and bonding with his child as often as he can, cuddling his child and can recognise every problem they may have instantaneously. He is one of the best comforters and huggers in Hell

Fizzarolli and Asmodeus, together as parents, as a married couple, as a father and father tag team, for their adoptive young teenage Hellhound daughter. You. A cute fluffy red fox-patterned and red fox-coloured Hellhound; Fizzarolli absolutely adores you and Asmodeus wants to squeeze your little cheeks

Asmodeus is the first one to notice his and his husband’s daughter’s distress. The way your fluffy tail is drooped and dragging on the floor, your voice is softer, your attention is averted. Fizzarolli, unintentionally, doesn’t notice your problems until his husband points it out

Then. As the usual wholesome doting couple they are, Fizzarolli and Asmodeus let you go to your bedroom and speak to one another in how they’ll approach comforting you. Of course, Fizzarolli offers buying you a gift whilst Asmodeus proclaims they should just raise up your self-esteem

And since they can’t decide inbetween each… they pick both

Fizzarolli barrages into your bedroom and basically throws a new phone case present into your lap whilst jumping up onto your bed to hug you as Asmodeus calmly sits down and hugs you right away after his husband, brushing through your hair gently with his mighty claws

After a bit, both fathers respond to hearing their precious fluffy Hellhound cry at her parents’ loving hugs. Crying in relief that both are immediately coming in to help you. You already feel so much better with both Fizzarolli and Asmodeus silently waiting for you to speak and hugging you

Of course… your problem is that people were mistreating you for being a Hellhound, a species of demons considered as meaningless animals, not as people. Asmodeus and Fizzarolli are already psychically speaking to one another on hiring assassins to kill the demons daring to harass their beloved little gemstone

“T-they… he was just so rude” You mumble out gently, long dog-like snout pressed into Asmodeus’ mighty big feathery chest whilst he holds both you and his husband, Fizzarolli to him whilst Fizzarolli keeps his thin but metallic robotic arms coiled around his hellhound baby girl like rope tied around your waist. His long imp tail wagging, Asmodeus couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath at seeing his imp lover so excited to hold their child, even when she is so upset

Asmodeus then whispers out, his dark blue beak slightly brushing over your soft hair, inbetween your tall fluffy red fox-like ears. Fizzarolli is mainly there for physical support, having the right as your upbeat and cheering up father whilst Asmodeus is the King of Lust and the king of Emotional Support, speaking for the both of the parents

“Darling. Whatever those fools said. They are wrong, you’re not ugly, you’re not a useless gross canine, you’re not a pet. You’re a beautiful, unique young lady that deserves all the love and admiration in the Lust Ring”

Just hearing Asmodeus’ smooth, silky and comforting voice alongside Fizzarolli’s warm big hugs is a one-two punch of extreme love to your heart and make all the dread, heartbreak and image problems wash away… well, mainly all of it. Though, both can sense when you’re not fully happy and both are still hugging you. The Sin holds both his husband and his daughter to his chest whilst the Imp snuggles his daughter in his husband’s hold

“I-I… I’m not a flea-ridden gross mangy mutt?” You ask gently, almost like a little child. Not even like a fourteen year old. It’s precious, both dads’ hearts are melting and Fizzarolli openly expressing how cute he finds their daughter with a soft ‘awww~!’ under his breath, even with his deep raspy voice. Asmodeus then nods and speaks gently again

It doesn’t take a big pep talk for this dads to cheer up their child from any problems she has

“Never, babygirl. You’re gorgeous, you’re talented, you’re filled with loveable joy and you have much ambition. You’ll slap down those fools when you become successful”

As soon as Asmodeus finished, Fizzarolli chimed in. Unable to stop himself from stating what’s on his mind and what he’d considered comfort. Asmodeus doesn’t really mind and your fluffy long tail flicks in curiosity at your Papa for what he wishes to add in to his husband’s truthful statements. As classic Fizzarolli fashion; it’s energetic, playful and a bit silly but passionate

Both promise they will make sure you’re successful, wealthy and beloved when you’re a fully grown adult

“You’re warm as well! People should be pouncing on you for snuggles and affection, rosydoll”

[effy-writes]

HIIII!! CAN I REQ A POLY! ASMODEUS X FIZZAROLLI X GN!HELLHOUND!READER?? (IF NOT HELLHOUND THEN JUST GN!READER IS FINE!!!) and reader works at ozzie’s with fizz and asmodeus and a group a fans start making fun of reader? :3

ofc!! hope you enjoy <3

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Ozzie x Fizz x GN! Hellhound! Reader: Performance

You first met Fizz and Ozzie at the restaurant “Ozzie’s”. You started out as a waiter/waitress and made some hella good money. So, obviously you stayed.

The two noticed you straight away and found you extremely attractive, so they began asking you on dates. You were shocked at first that THE sin of Lust and THE jester found you attractive and even wanted to go on dates. You were nervous at first, gathering your thoughts on if they’re doing this because they felt bad for you or if they’re doing this because they’re board. Either way, you dressed nicer and head your way to a different restaurant to meet them.

The moment they saw you Ozzie brought you in a tight hug while Fizz moved the chair for you to sit down. “Thanks for inviting me out on this date, I really appreciate it.” You gave them a whole heartily smile.

“Of course, babe! Fizzy and I just couldn’t stop staring at you..not in a bad way!” Ozzie laughed, “We just thought you were attractive and really wanted to get to know you more.”

“Thank you, I appreciate it.”

“So, how are you liking Ozzie’s?” Fizz questioned.

“I love working there! The money is great, the workers are great, I love seeing you guys perform, and…I feel welcomed there.”

Fizz replied, “Have you ever thought of performing? You look like you’ll be great using the pole.”

“Eh..I don’t know. I never performed before. And I definitely would mess up doing the poles. I appreciate it though!”

“Oh come on,” Ozzie replied, “Fizz could teach you! You’ll make more money by performing.”

“Really? I kinda like my waiter, waitress thing job.”

“Let’s try the pole thing out. I would love to teach you.” Fizz smiled.

“And if you don’t like it then you can go back to wait tables.”

You thought about it for a moment, “Sure, why not? Plus it’ll be nice to work with Fizz.”

That first date turned into two, then three, and then on the fourth one they asked you to join their relationship. You obviously said yes and felt like the happiest hellhound there is.

During the times of the dates, Fizz was helping you practice a routine on the poles. You never performed or do anything with people staring at you, so this was very much out of your comfort zone, but you loved spending so much time with Fizz as Ozzie cheered you on. You kept missing up at first, like falling down, or just messing up the routine, but Fizz was always there for you.

Tonight was the night of your first performance and holy shit you were nervous as fuck. You waited in the wings with your boyfriend’s and couldn’t stop shaking.

“Guys..I don’t think I should do this.” Your hands shook. Ozzie held your shaky hands and spoke, “I believe in you, babe. WE believe in you.”

“And if you mess up just keep on going! The audience doesn’t know this routine.” Fizz rubbed his face against yours so he could feel you.

You let out a shaky breath, “I don’t know…”

“Just take deep breaths. I used to do that before performing for Mammon.”

“I fucking HATE that guy.” Ozzie interrupted, “Sorry Y/n, everytime I hear his name I just want to-”

“Ozzie!” Fizz whispered with harsh before turning back to you. “You got this. We believe in you..confidence is key.”

“Thanks guys, and thank you for being my personal cheerleader.” The moment you said that your dance music started to play.

Ozzie and Fizz smiled and gave you a thumbs up as you swayed your body to the rhythm of the music. Your heard the audience gasp as you made your way to the pole and started the routine.

You felt pretty confident during this dance. The moves was perfect as you climbed up the pole, swung yourself as you showed the “good” parts of your body.

You heard some hecklers that was sitting near the front but tried not to focus on them.

Ozzie overheard them and wanted to kick them out right then and there but he didn’t want to embarrass you during your first ever performance, so he waited until the dance was over.

You climbed up the pole once more and used your hands and legs to stay upside down, but since you’re a hellhound and have soft fur, you quickly dropped to the floor and felt yourself freeze up.

Those same hecklers laughed as loud as they could to make sure you heard. “This is why hellhounds shouldn’t perform.” The girl said to her group of friends.

“I don’t even find them attractive!” Another girl said inbetween her nasally, loud laughs.

You quickly stood up and ran off the stage into the wings as Fizz called your name out. He searched for Ozzie and saw him over at the group of hecklers. Fizz ran back to you and saw you with your hands on your knees panting.

“Are you okay?” Fizz rubbed your back.

“I’m not fucking okay! I shouldn’t have done this.”

“You were amazing! Don’t listen to them.” Fizz held your hands so you would be able to stand up straight.

“They thought I was disgusting, Fizz.” You deadpanned.

“Well, now they’re beaten to a pulp.” He chuckled.

“Huh?”

“Ozzie is handling them. I’m not sure if he did actually hit them, but most definitely yelled and threw them out, literally. Look, point is, hecklers is always going to come in here, and me and Ozzie will always stand up for you. How about you try this performance again. Only whenever you’re ready.” His grip on your hands tightened.

Before you could reply Ozzie ran up, “Are you okay, babe?”

“Im fine, Oz. Thank you for sticking up for me.”

“Well you don’t have to worry about them anymore.” He pulled you into a hug with Fizz joining by hugging behind you.

“Fizz, you’re poking me.” You laughed.

“Sorry, love and affection turns me on.”

“I’m so fucking glad I met you guys.”

[hellvcifer]

they get jealous when you're talking to/about someone else part 2

ଘ smau┊part 1 ft :: stolas, husk, poly!fizz/ozzie, angel dust // gn!reader warnings :: jealousy, suggestive, pet names used instead of y/n, slight spoiler from 2x09(fizz/ozzie), MDNI !!

stolas

husk

fizz & ozzie

angel dust

[helluvaboss666999]

Yandere Platonic Ozzie and Fizz and adopted daughter reader

Platonic yandere Ozzie and fizz x adopted reader headcannons

Ozzie is a loving yandere

Fizz is a panicked yandere

~When Ozzie brought up the idea of adoption fizz wasn't sure,I mean would they be good parents? He could barely take care of himself,how was he supposed to take care of a tiny child?!

~He eventually agreed after seeing a picture of you,how could he not?

~You looked absolutely precious and he immediately knew you would make their family perfect

~Ozzie always makes sure you know you're loved,lots of hugs and bedtime stories and cooking your favorite food

~Fizz always checks underneath your bed for monsters,claiming he would scare all of them away

~One time a bird had gotten in your closet and he damn near hit the roof screaming

~If you ever get made fun of, Ozzie will personally "talk" with them

~Fizz is always worried he's messing up being a dad somehow or another, definitely needs a lot of reassurance from you and Ozzie

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Sorry this took so long! Still I hope you enjoy :) requests are open :)

[thatstonedwriter]

No Words? No Problem

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Feat; Blitz, Stolas, Fizzaroli x Ozzie

Content; selectively mute reader, polyam fizz/ozz/reader, no pronouns, gender neutral

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If you are selectively mute,

Blitz would be shocked that you opened up to him. He has a pretty low opinion of himself and assumed you didn't talk to anyone because you didn't like them. Despite his initial reservations, once he understands, he enjoys being able to sit with you and not feel pressured to make conversation. He'll literally growl at people who try to force you to speak, especially if it makes you uncomfortable. See also: biting. However, Blitz is already prone to communication issues, so early relationship is probably pretty rocky. Once he's more comfortable and can.. yknow, communicate with people, things get much easier.

Stolas completely understands. While, of course, he's a public figure and regularly has to speak in public, he would love to have the option of just.. not doing that. Very much enjoys quiet quality time with you. No matter what you're doing, as long as you're doing it together (though, most of the time, he'll be reading). Speaking of that, he would actually love reading to you- it's one of his favorite ways to share something he loves with the person he loves. Similar to Blitz, there are some communication issues, but he does his best not to take your silence personally, and instead, appreciate the calmness you provide.

Fizz and Ozzie, the healthiest ones, have never taken your silence personally. In fact, it's just something they've come to get used to when spending time together. So it did come as a small surprise when you opened up about the reason for your quiet nature. Regardless, once you're all together, your quietness does not make you any less included. These two sweethearts will go out of their way to make sure you feel included, respected, and understood. Even in the beginning of the relationship, it wasn't a problem. The immediate acceptance and accommodation is part of what makes this thruple so strong.

If you are selectively mute, they will love you unconditionally.

[imagination-phantom]

Clean cup, clean up, move down!!!!

lol come on you know I had to.

Lick the image if it’s blurry!!!

LOL I JUST SAW THIS OH MY GOD I MEANT CLICK BUT CLICK OR LICK YOUR CHOICE!

Having dyslexia is a JOURNEY.