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He felt so lost. So useless all of a sudden. If he couldn't express his love for Asher with his body, then how could he? This whole time, they had met up and cuddled and kissed and fucked all night long, before he had to go back to his living hell at the hospital. It wasn't only that sex was a break from the every day misery... Sex used to be his only way of feeling connected to others, because he couldn't break through the haze between himself and other people.

So when he finally got to sleep with Asher, it was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. The connection actually felt real. It was a feeling he could get absolutely lost in, it was an experience he was in love with, because he was in love with Asher.

Sex wasn't just a source of pleasure to him. He missed it so much. He missed feeling close to Asher. He missed Asher, and he still felt trapped in this decaying body of his, even if his mind was free.

Of course he teared up. And he realised it may come across as selfish. Like he was making a fuss because he didn't get what he wanted... and especially from Asher... considering what he had pieced together that He had gone through.. he probably just saw him as some horny little sex doll, or worse, he thought he saw him as one... but that wasn't the case. He just missed being with him. Being one with him.

Wiping his eyes with shuddering hands, his single front tooth bit down on his lower lip, as he was attempting to straighten his face out. Attempting to not give Asher the wrong idea.

✚ "R-right, I'm sorry. A walk sounds.. nice, but... the hospital isn't that far away.. someone might see me."

As upset as he was, he was more paranoid. Rightfully so, too. If The Manager had found out about him missing by now, he'd take it personally.

There were so many screws loose still. So many parts inside that needed to be swapped out for him to work right. Programming that needed to be corrected... at least the parts of it that had gotten messed with throughout this whole ordeal.

He still wasn't back at 100%... but he was able to move again, albeit be it awkwardly. He was no longer frail and broken— and when Asher hugged him... he could hug him back.

So he did. He hugged him as tight as he could muster, which really wasn't that much to write home about... but that was okay. He didn't need to be strong to love Asher. It was such an easy thing to do.

Letting out a series of giggles as the larger machine peppered his face in kisses, rekindled sensors cause the mask to give off a warm sensation across the bot's cheeks with every kiss. Letting himself fall into the arms of the other fizzy, shaking hands slip below the suspenders of white overalls, pulling himself into a deeper kiss as their lips graze amongst the onslaught of kisses.

He longed to share more and more intimate moments with Asher, like they used to do... and the more energy he got back, the more desperate he was growing.

✚ "Wanna try out how much I can move..?"

He had asked many times before. But surely, this time, he'd at least let him try?

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// Yes I did just stop by after having been absent for weeks just to have Manager be a freak on main

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random injury/injured scenario memes !

send a symbol to find my muse —–

🌌 - suffering from blunt force trauma ( a hard punch to the face, hit with a bat, etc ) 🔪 - suffering from a stab wound 🔑- sitting on the ground, wheezing & coughing 💔 - crying & taking their rage/sorrow/etc out on a wall with their fist ✴️ - trying to tend to bad burns somewhere on their body 📢 - having just been in a fight & is now dizzy, ears ringing ⬇️ - throwing up from a sickness or injury they have ⛓ - chained to a wall/floor/ceiling & beaten bloody

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Oh how lovesick the machine was. How absolutely, hopelessly, completely utterly head over heels he could be, alas... while Mammon could see right through him, as easily as if he was made of crystal clear glass— he knew he wasn't what he was after. It was the game, the toy, and that alone.

Which was fine. It was the best a fizzy could ask for after all.

$ "Such a tease..."

He mutters the words loud and clear as the Sin pulls away, not intending on letting him slip away so easily.

$ "I hope the promise of a good time is more than just an empty threat to cowardly onlookers."

How sweet... you almost forget they're talking about c*ck and b*ll torture in the form of erotic cannibalism.

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@ofgain 's Mammon: Threatens to rip apart your body in absolutely heinous ways

Manager:

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How sweet... you almost forget they're talking about c*ck and b*ll torture in the form of erotic cannibalism.

$ "........." He doesn't find that hot what're you talking about.

"Now I knew there was a reason I liked you~"

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Finley, are you a fan of fish?

The 'yes or no' game || Accepting

"Finlay Barbozza" the Pirate Fizzy

⎈ "What kinda pirrrate ain't a fan o' fish???"

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NEW GIRL 6.06: Ready

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The 'yes or no' game.

You can ask me anything and I’ll answer honestly, but only with yes and no.

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I just wanted to share some art that @froggarolli / @fizziefactory has drawn of my Mammon and their Manager.

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Ask my muse invasive questions! Nothing is off limits and they have to answer honestly-

No matter how uncomfortable they are! Happy TMI Tuesday~

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✚ "It's a skill I'm not proud of..."

Dying because your partner is too damn funny and making you happy. What a way to go.

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There were so many screws loose still. So many parts inside that needed to be swapped out for him to work right. Programming that needed to be corrected... at least the parts of it that had gotten messed with throughout this whole ordeal.

He still wasn't back at 100%... but he was able to move again, albeit be it awkwardly. He was no longer frail and broken— and when Asher hugged him... he could hug him back.

So he did. He hugged him as tight as he could muster, which really wasn't that much to write home about... but that was okay. He didn't need to be strong to love Asher. It was such an easy thing to do.

Letting out a series of giggles as the larger machine peppered his face in kisses, rekindled sensors cause the mask to give off a warm sensation across the bot's cheeks with every kiss. Letting himself fall into the arms of the other fizzy, shaking hands slip below the suspenders of white overalls, pulling himself into a deeper kiss as their lips graze amongst the onslaught of kisses.

He longed to share more and more intimate moments with Asher, like they used to do... and the more energy he got back, the more desperate he was growing.

✚ "Wanna try out how much I can move..?"

He had asked many times before. But surely, this time, he'd at least let him try?

Sitting still as Asher finishes up doing some maintenance on him as instructed by Switchblade and Olivia, Doc gets a little burst of energy. Reaching over, placing jittery hands on Asher's large cheeks, he leans in to place the littlest kiss on his big lips. The act alone causes him to smile like a school girl in love, dropping his forehead against Asher's. ✚ "Thank you..."

Colorful optics blink a couple of times in muted silence. Ever since what happened to Doc not too long ago, Asher has been on high-alert, wanting to make sure he was safe and comfortable; that nothing else bad would happen to him. To see that he was beginning to feel better and even act like his old self again has the robot smiling brightly.

"Aww you don't n-n-need to thank me... I just hope y-you can move 'round a bit better than before."

Setting aside the screwdriver he had used earlier, he happily takes Doc into a hug and begins to douse his face in numerous kisses; tail wagging excitedly behind him.

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The Manager had been... difficult, lately, to say the least. In the beginning, he didn't want Mammon to even touch him... for a good while, he didn't want to sit on his lap at all. He barely managed to speak to him, was it not strictly work-related.

In fact, it had been so shortly before this very moment. He had surely surprised him when he walked into the office that morning, and had settled onto Mammon's thigh like he so often used to do.

He had just realised... that this was all he had left. He hadn't realised that so much of his security had vanished with Imposter. A bot he had initially made for convenience. For work. No other fizzy could bring him comfort like it did... fizzies either saw him as a paternal figure, an annoyance, or a threat. And he had no connection to any demons whatsoever...

While Mammon had taken Imposter away from him... wasn't Manager the one who had put Imposter at risk in the first place?

He was the one who had wronged Mammon.

And he realised... that losing Mammon on top of it all... he couldn't handle that. It hadn't dawned on him that he may just have lost both of them, but... Mammon, for some reason... kept him around. He didn't understand why... why he didn't just build a new model he could trust. One made for the job. Why even bother with him at this point...

Nor did he understand why he still wanted Mammon to not hate or resent him.

So he just tried to revel in the closeness of the sin. In the comfort he brought him. In their strange, impossible, maddening relationship.

$ "...."

As the tip of Mammon's claw reaches the bot's chin, lime-green lights flicker as lashes flutter open, the concentrated light of the machine's pupils settling on the fallen angel above.

Even now, after everything... his chest gave away a false sense of heat as Mammon gently questioned the fizzy, and it took him a moment to answer.

There was a Lot on his mind.

$ "... You. Among other things."

Vague, but surprisingly honest. Normally, such an answer would've left himself flustered, but... he had no energy left in him to care about being coy right now. He'd embarrass himself, that was fine... if it meant that he could sit here with him a little while longer, it was alright.

A little Manager sitting on Mammon's thigh has checked your schedule, taking the gap to lean his back against his boss chest and emit a low, vibrating purring within his motors, despite his moody behavior lately. He is his only source of comfort now after all...

It was slightly weird to see Manager behaving in such a way and all because he took his "friend" away from him. Was he really that dependent on that creature and why did that bother him more than anything?

Glancing down from his work, he curiously watches the small form lean against him, wondering if he should do something in this moment. Mammon doesn't normally care for his robots, not to this degree anyways but Manager always peaked his interest for he was vastly different than the others. So different that he seemed like his own person even and that alone is what made the Sin so curious to observe this odd phenomenon.

He lowers a hand, pressing a finger against the robot's chest, sliding it upward until it rested just under his chin.

"What's on your mind?" He questions in an unusually soft tone.

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Smut Dialogue Prompts That Make Me Feral

1. “Let me see those eyes.”

2. “Open your mouth for me.”

3. “Please kiss me.”

4. “Use your words.”

5. “Tell me what you want.”

6. “You look so good beneath me.” 

7. “You can take it.”

8. “I can take it.”

9. “You take me so well.”

10. “Spread your legs wider.”

11. “Louder. Let me hear you.”

12. “Keep your eyes on me.”

13. “Touch yourself.”

14. “Do you want my fingers?”

15. “I can’t get enough of you.”

16. “You taste so good.”

17. “Hands behind your back.”

18. “Swallow.”

19. “You are doing so well.”

20. “Breathe through your nose.”

21. “Don’t hold back.”

22. “Show me how much you need me.”

23. “Say my name.”

24. “You can do better than that.”

25. “Does that feel good?”

26. “I want you to ruin me.”

27. “Do you think you deserve this?”

28. “I want to have my way with you.”

29. “Touch me there. Right there.”

30. “I will never get enough of you.”