#fizz age regression

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Fizz agere headcanons

Regresses between ages 3-6

Usually regresses voluntarily unless he’s been really repressing his needs or has a nightmare or breakdown 

He is scared that others will take advantage of his regression or judge him for it and he sometimes worries that it makes him more difficult to care about (it doesn’t and Ozzie reminds him of this constantly)   

He’s very energetic when little. Because of being raised in the circus he is very acrobatic and Ozzie has been given many heart attacks from watching little Fizz climb, jump, or swing between and over objects that most people would not be able to swing or jump between

Fizz wears his heart on his sleeve and is very genuine and open when little although he still struggles with his people pleaser habits  

When regressed he will sometimes lisp, stutter or forget words 

He loves to make people laugh and is very silly. Will often perform over the top clown routines for Ozzie 

He’s supposed to nap when he’s younger but he usually insists he’s not tired and uses every trick in the book to stay up 

He loves to be carried although he occasionally gets too excited and becomes too squirmy to hold 

Big fan of things like pogo sticks and jump ropes. This man would thrive in an elementary playground setting. He also loves to play dramatic pretend games and dress up 

Like’s gummy candy a lot and fruit juice. Has a sippy cup full of juice near him at all times. He also loves breakfast foods  

Ozzie frequently has to remind him to slow down while eating because he wants to finish his meal as fast as he can so he can go play

Ozzie absolutely spoils him with toys including dolls, stuffed animals, bouncy balls and kazoos (although he does come to regret that last one) 

He is a blanket kid and carries his with him or wears it like a cape. He loves to hide under his blanket when he’s sad 

He has a frog onesie that he loves a lot. Generally he likes to be in pajamas all day or something easy to play in like overalls 

Loves to jump in rain puddles and will beg Ozzie to take him outside after its rained so he can splash around 

He has one or two paci’s that he occasionally uses to help him sleep 

Ozzie is his caregiver and learned about his regression pretty early into their relationship. Blitzo suspects that Fizz regresses that suspicion is confirmed shortly after they are reunited and begin to rebuild their old friendship 

He started regressing after the circus burned down due to trauma  

[sugarhaii]

can you guys PLEASE stop posting ai generated stuff 😭 i know accidents happen and sometimes you don't notice but i keep seeing ai generated images (usually of kids bedrooms) popping up in agere spaces online and i'm going bonkers about it

before you post/reblog that picture of an aesthetic themed kids bedroom please check some of the smaller details!!

what does that plushie's face look like? what even is that plushie supposed to be? what are those toys? are the shapes on the furniture wonky? is that pattern supposed to look like that? does anything look warped? is that where the shadows should be? do things blend into each other? are there any details that someone wouldn't have intentionally done? are some of the things there even possible/reasonable to have in a bedroom?? if it feels off, don't post it!!

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fizzmodeus agere hcs!!!

ofc fizzarolli is the regressor, and osmodeus is his caregiver!!! i see myself in fizzie, so i cant help but make him an age regressor...

fizzie:

- regresses to around 5 years old, sometimes younger but hes usually around older toddler age ish

- very easily excitable and talkative when little, he speaks at a mile a minute slurring over his words and mispronouncing many things

- active and fidgety... he is always fiddling with something or kicking his legs around

- picky eater and refuses to eat anything that isnt plain chicken nuggets or apple juice

- fav little activity to do is to go to the park and let off steam by running around like a madman and crawling all over the play equipment

- when he finally gets sleepy, he gets really fussy and whines and demands ozzie do so many things for him

- he likes to fall asleep with a paci in his mouth

ozzie:

- since fizzie falls asleep with his paci in, ozzie stays up later just to make sure he can take it out after fizzie is sleeping so he doesnt choke or anything

- hes gotten very skilled at figuring out when fizzie is regressed, and finds joy and comfort in being his caregiver

- 'slow down baby!' 'cant say that word froggie?' are phrases often said

- offers to bring fizzie to the park when he notices he has too much energy

- very passive as a caregiver and will do anything fizzie asks him to regardless of if fizzie is being unreasonable or demanding

- gently encourages fizzie to try new things food-wise, but is never pushy

- buys him a LOT of fidget toys, blankies, and just toys in general

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⚠️ CW: content from adult themed show ⚠️

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Fizzarolli as an age regressor!

Uses his nickname/likes to be called froggie when hes small

Asmodeus is his caregiver (obviously)

Started regressing after the incident

Since he and Blitzø made up, Blitzø now acts as a cg for him as well (especially when Ozzie's busy w royal stuffs)

Thinks Moxxie is so funny when hes regressed and loves how sweet Millie is

Millie absolutely babies him and lets Fizz get away with anything

[caregiver-fizzarolli]

mister Fizzy! Mister Fizzy! Wook at my bunny!- Zeek

aww thats so neat kiddo! my favorite stuffie is also a bunny! mine's name is patton, what's yours?

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Little Mammon because baby.

More under the cut and creds to @theogclownboy for the idea (I sent the asks, I'm just a ball of social anxiety)

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alexander (me!) moodboard

it is not the most good but i am only 4 many years old so it okay

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little update! 🪵🧸✨🦫🍂🐰

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. .┊ okay so first of all, things have been a bit hectic and i haven’t been able to regress as much since i’ve been moving house !

. .┊ second, i went to one of the most important concerts of my life the other day and ive also needed some time to process that haha

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so i just wanted to come on here and apologise for my inactivity and that i’ll be back to posting daily very soon ! as soon as all the big stuff has calmed down a bit, i’ll definitely be a little bit less stressy and more able to post ^ ^

question of the day ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

ˎˊ˗ have you been to concerts before? who did you last see? ( ◠‿◠ )

a: i’ve been to 12 concerts, my last one was FIZZ and it was the best gig i’ve ever ever been to !! big inner child healing for this one :’)

⇩ dodie coming up to me + giving me the mic

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Fizzarolli Regression Headcanons

has always been a playful/intentional regressor, insisting Blitzo clean up when they were kids because he's 'just a baby'

was vaguely aware that it was more than an act: when threatened or flustered, his body gets more clumsy and his brain works slower

insanely obvious when he's regressing: his entire body language changes, his tail either wraps around his legs or he starts fiddling with it in his hands

his regression actually retreated after the fire: he couldn't get back to that safe, cozy place that he remembered

he wondered if it was just another thing that Blitzo had taken with him when he left without a backwards glance

and then, Asmodeus.

Fizz rediscovered his regression through discussions with Asmodeus about kink and Fizzarolli was like 'oh, that's almost but not quite?' and they had a discussion about regression!

Asmodeus is generally familiar with things at the edges of his territory, since he still does a lot of production and sales for them: nonsexual kink and age regression and uses of materials for stim toys instead of bondage gear

Fizzarolli's new regression is very linked to Asmodeus, and the two of them make a lot of time for it!

even though Asmodeus knew about age regression, he didn't have much hands-on experience, because who would trust the demon of lust with such an innocent and vulnerable space?

Fizzarolli would, and Asmodeus thrives in the trust that the two of them share

Fizz is spoiled to hell and back, of course, with treats and stuffed animals and outfits and toys

lots of frog themed gear because of Asmodeus's "Froggy" nickname for him

clingy baby, occasionally pulls Asmodeus out of meetings for more playtime (he literally handles Asmodeus's schedule, he can make sure he catches up later)

falls asleep curled up on Ozzie's chest

puts on shows for Asmodeus with juggling and climbing on top of the fridge while Asmodeus tries to get him back down safely

refuses to eat his vegetables unless there are airplane noises

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Ranking helluva boss regressors on how much I think they could be trusted with glitter

Blitzo:

4/10

In his defense he is trying to get it all on whatever art project he’s making

He’s just not very successful

He’s very proud of his little art projects though so no one can be too annoyed at him for it

Stolas

9/10

Responsible little owl

He’s very cautious about making a mess

He wants to be good and do things the right way and will ask for help from his caregiver if he needs it

Moxxie

8/10

This is mostly because he gets too stressed out about making a mess to actually touch it

He prefers to just look at the glitter in its container and enjoy the sparkles

Loona

5/10

Not a glitter fan really but when she does use it she’s pretty careless about it

Takes almost no precautions to keep in contained and then gets annoyed when she’s finding it on everything for months afterwards

Stella

0/10

She loves the stuff so much

She throws it on purpose to cover as much area as possible with it

Not worried about making a mess and absolutely will not clean it up herself unless she’s forced to

Fizz

3/10

Very easily excited by shiny things

Tends to use it a little to liberally and get it everywhere

Very creative about what games and activities he thinks should include glitter in them

[sugarhaii]

a biiit last minute but tada!! my halloween moodboard for @warmmilku's giveaway :D

i love super messy and cluttered moodboards and i love love love halloween so i really enjoyed making this <3

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How would I improve Stolas & Stolitz?

For Stolas:

• Have him doing princely things and carrying out royal duties? Have him actually be busy with his job? Have other characters treat him with some esteem as a royal and powerful figure?!!

• Have him show sympathy and/or basic decency toward his staff of imps and hellhounds right off the bat OR as he becomes closer to Blitzø, have Stolas visibly treat them nicer

• Do not rely on mental health issues like depression to make Stolas sympathetic — I’m not saying Stolas can’t have depression, but depression is not an excuse for entitled, selfish behavior. Nor is any other mental condition.

• Don’t use the women in his life as tools to develop or regress his character

> Have him actually be respectful of Octavia’s feelings and input, have him contemplate his treatment of others because of her presence in his life — and give him a Come To Jesus Moment where he realizes he’s been misusing her inheritance and how awful that is

> Don’t make Stella out to be pure evil just so you can have her physically and sexually assault Stolas so that it further victimizes him. It’s disgusting and unnecessary

> You don’t need to make Stella evil to make Stolas sympathetic — have her and Stolas just not be in love anymore. Show that Stella has concubines but she and Stolas still get on relatively amiably. They both love their daughter and can co-parent. Stolas isn’t going to come across as the villain for falling in love with someone else this way. It’s cakey but not as offensive.

• Have there be clear consequences to his actions like giving the grimoire to I.M.P. — if Stolas’s deal with Blitzø is found out, who is he going to get in trouble with? I want to know and I want the threat to be clear and visible

For Stolitz:

• Show positive interactions between Blitzø and Stolas ONSCREEN — not just in texts and dialogue implying what hasn’t been shown

• Have them talk about anything other than sex or romantic love (again, onscreen!)

> Potential bonding ideas: have Blitzø see or be aware of Stolas’s soap operas and make fun of them, only to later be emotionally affected by the show much to Stolas’s delight

> Have Stolas try to understand Blitzø’s love for horses. Show Stolas reading about equestrian matches or different horse breeds, or fuck it, have Stolas greet Blitzø during the Full Moon deal with a bunch of cowboy props and pitch role play ideas, just something! Anything!

• A very simple thing that could work to this pairing’s advantage — have Stolas acknowledge that Blitzø doesn’t like to be called ‘Blitzy’ and Stolas apologizes then stops. He never does it again, and therefore shows he can listen and change his behavior for someone he cares about

• Stolas treating M&M with enough courtesy to acknowledge when they fucking speak to him because they’re important in his love interest’s life AT THE VERY LEAST

• Have him ask about Loona or show an interest in how she’s doing. Stolas can offer to have a Father-Daughter day where he and Blitzø take their daughters to the mall or something

• No childhood friends to lovers plot line. It was pointless — the kids didn’t really bond or have a connection, human trafficking took place, the sequence didn’t even end properly, and the only real thing of note was that Stolas is apparently Paimon’s child in this universe

> If you’re gonna age down Stolas to make him and Blitzø more compatible and the ship less icky, fine. But use it better — show them having daddy issues side-by-side without forcing them to interact. Have Stolas visibly rely on and get along better with the imps on staff than his own dad, and the audience can see that he’s a disappointment child just like Blitzø

• No Bee/Vortex and keep Fizz/Asmodeus under wraps so it at least LOOKS like a demon prince and an imp is an unthinkable combination because of class distinction

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Safety and Security

Fandom: Helluva Boss Summary: After they get free from their kidnappers and the fire, Fizz offers Blitz a ride back up to Lust so that it's easier for him to catch an elevator home. On the way there, Blitz starts acting in a way that's strangely familiar and Fizz feels the need to investigate. Warnings: Age regression, Alternate Universe: Littles Are Known, mentions of sexual trauma, mentions of rape, and implied child abuse Word Count: 3,967 Ship(s): Blitzo Buckzo & FizzaRolli

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Idea from @lovely-number-7

The first thing that Fizz noticed on their ride back to Lust was that Blitz wasn’t nearly as shaken up as he was. He knee that his friend worked as an assassin, traveling between the human world and Hell for money, but they had just been kidnapped and held hostage. On top of that, they had to relive something very close to the trauma that had separated them from each other in the first place. 

Fizz could still see the green flames dancing around him and feel the way that his arm refused to react to what he was asking them to do. It reminded him so much of when he had been enjoying his birthday with his friends and family, only to realize that everything he loved and cared about was literally burning down around him. Just the memory of it and the fact that his left prosthetic was not functioning made him feel like he was trapped in that hospital bed again. At least when he needed a break from his limbs and hearing aides he knew that he had a way to put them back on thanks to Ozzie and Bel’s genius working together. Back then, he had to scream and wail for anyone to hear him in that giant Greed hospital for a nurse to come and do basically anything for him. 

“Blitz?” Fizz asked. His voice was scratchier than normal thanks to the layer of smoke inhalation now hanging around it, but he was able to get the words out clearly enough that they didn’t sound garbled. “Do you want to come back to my place so that the two of us can talk? I get it if you don’t, we were both pretty horrible to each other over the years and went through something pretty serious tonight.”

“Was normal,” Blitz said. He was staring straight ahead, around the headrest and through the windshield. His hands were grasping the seatbelt that had stretched over his chest as hard as he could, enough that his knuckles had turned gray from the blood. 

“Blitz? Are you okay?” Fizz asked as he reached his hand over to touch his friend. It was strange to think of them in that way when they had done nothing but hate each other for years and years. Still, Blitz had saved his life from that fire and the kidnapping that he had accidentally caused. If he hadn’t been such a cocky shit and just done what he promised Ozzie he was going to do, then he never would have drawn attention to the two of them by getting into a fight in the middle of the sidewalk. Fizz had caused the accident to happen by being arrogant and Blitz had been there to save him despite all the history that the two of them shared, a fair bit of it serving as a good example why Blitz would do exactly the opposite of what he had done.

The moment that Fizz’s hand dropped down onto Blitz’s shoulder, the other imp flinched and then curled in on himself. “Sorry, sorry,” he mumbled. “Trying to get better, give a second.”

Fizz felt his heart beat pick up in his chest as something that he had buried in the back of his mind sprang back to life. He and Blitz had been seventeen when the fire happened, too young to leave the circus and make their own way in the world away from Cash but old enough to have taken the Imp Classification Test. They had both taken the first one required by Hell Law when they were fifteen, but Fizz had entirely put Blitz’s classification out of his mind because the other imp had also refused to acknowledge it in any way. Now it all came crashing back to him and he clearly remembered the large red ‘L’ marking the top of the page.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and then slid into the middle seat before he put that one on. He had already gotten in one accident that robbed him of some mobility and hearing, he didn’t need another one stealing his skin or giving him brain damage. He placed his working arm around Blitz and then asked, “Blitz, are you little?” he made sure that his voice was gentle and reassuring as he asked, he didn’t want to scare the other imp off.

“I don’t know,” he whispered. “The last time I was little it was so bad. I should be a man, I shouldn’t have a fucking littlespace anyway.”

“That’s Cash talking and we both know that most of his words were just alcohol on the way back up,” Fizz said. “There’s nothing wrong with being little, middle, or big. You’re just doing what your brain needs to function. It’s like saying that you’re not man for sleeping every night or drinking water.”

“I had an ex tell me that once,” Blitz forced a smile onto his face.

“What? That you weren’t man because you slept every night and drank water?” Fizz asked. He was beginning to question the company that his ex-best friend had kept in the time that they were apart from each other. Blitz gave a morose little nod and then shuddered. His skin was beginning to look a bit tacky and pale, something that Fizz had seen in some of his fellow performers when they had put off their headspace for too long.

It was commonly believed that headspaces were forbidden in Lust, but they were simply just respected more. Most of the beings in Hell that were born there, unless they were part sinner or entirely sinner, had a headspace of some kind. Concubi could have a subspace or a domspace if the way that they fueled their magic had to do with sex, but most didn’t. Concubi were believed to be purely sexual beings by the humans because those were the agents that went up to earth, but they really just fed off attention and emotion from others. If there was a concubus who had a littlespace or a caregiver headspace, then they were treated just as reverently and respectfully as the ones who had something sexual going on. The ranks of the court had to deal with things other than the headspaces that people used to take care of their minds and process the stressors of life.

Due to the headspaces being something that existed and were treated well in Hell, quite a few of the people that Fizz worked with and for had them and didn’t know what to do with them. Unfortunately, even though Lust respected headspaces education still rang along class lines and many of the people that ended up doing sex work didn’t know how to properly take care of themselves or didn’t have the money for a hyperclassification test that would give them the information that they needed to be at their healthiest. Fizz had gotten pretty good at identifying when they needed a bit of extra time down in their headspace or to skip out on the show that night.

Blitz was displaying all of them, which made anxiety sit low in his stomach. “Blitz, I want you to stop fighting it and just let it happen. Something really scary just happened to you and even though you deal with that every day in your job, it’s still going to require some headspace time to help you process it. We may not have gotten along due to some stupid miscommunication that Mammon and Cash played out, but I promise I’m a safe person for you to regress around,” Fizz said. He wasn’t sure that he truly believed what he was saying because he didn’t feel very able to help Blitz in that moment, but he wanted to do it more than anything. 

He had been given a caregiver classification, which hadn’t helped with the divide that Cash had drawn between the two of them. When they had gotten their classifications, he had assumed that he would become Blitz’s caregiver and they would register themselves officially when they were adults. Instead, he had only ever seen Blitz down in his headspace when Tilla was feeling well enough to fight with Cash about it. She had taken care of him and refused to let anyone near he baby, which made sense given the kind of shit that Blitz had to put up with when she wasn’t around. He had forgotten about it when he was recovering from the fire, but now it was all coming flooding back to him.

“Safe?” Blitz asked. His voice sounded so small and scared, it made Fizz’s heart break in his chest. He’d had littles before, Ozzie had quite a few partners that he worked with a myriad of different ways, but none of them had ever felt quite the way that Blitz did. His heart was overflowing with love and care, which meant that it almost physically hurt him to know that someone had damaged Blitz badly enough that he felt like he had to fight his headspace instead of just giving into it.

“Safe,” Fizz nodded. He rubbed Blitz’s back with his working hand and then brought the other imp closer so that he was cleaning into Fizz. “You remember when we were little and I took care of you every single time you got hurt? I’m doing that now, but the hurt is in here instead of out there,” he explained. He tapped Blitz’s chest and then his knees. Blitz had been the kind of kid that was always running around and flinging himself off of things so he got injured pretty often.

“Yeah, safe with Fizz,” Blitz giggled as he kicked his leg. He had always done that, even though that wasn’t how reflexes worked.

Fizz smiled and kissed the top of his head, right where his horns met his skull. “Do you want to come back to my house or is there someone that usually takes care of you when you’re small like this?”

“I take care myself! In-de-pen-dant!” Blitz said as he jammed his finger into his chest.

“Do you want to be independent from Fizzy?” he asked, tickling at his sides. Blitz squealed and shook his head as he tried to defend himself from the offending fingers. When Fizz let up, he remained with his head leaned back against the door and a bright smile on his face. “You wanna go home and take care of yourself like you always do?”

“No! Wanna stay with Fizzy. Safe,” Blitz reiterated. He sat up in his chair and then leaned the other direction so that his head was once again on his friend’s shoulder. “Can stay with Fizzy?”

“Course you can,” Fizz replied. “You’re safe with me. We’re going to go back to my house and we’re going to have a really nice playdate together. Do you want me to call anyone and let them know where you’re going?”

It hurt to realize just how much of Blitz’s life he had missed when they were apart from each other. He knew why he had cut the other imp from his life so entirely, but that just made his anger for his boss and ex-mentor increase. He had been fed up with Mammon for a while now because he had been taking the business in another direction that Fizz didn’t really enjoy. He did a lot less shows and a lot more commercials and boring as fuck business meetings. He was glad that he had this to focus on now, though.

Blitz thought about it for a moment, knocking his horns into the back of the seat where he had hooked them over the headrest. “I don’t think so. Loonie doesn’t care,” he shrugged his shoulders.

“Is she your daughter?” Fizz asked carefully. He knew that sometimes when children were brought up around littles, especially their own children, it forced them out of their headspaces entirely.

“Uh huh. Adopted her from the pound, but she just yells at me,” Blitz frowned.

“Why does she yell at you?” Fizz pouted along with him. It was easier to get him to open up and talk about the way that he was feeling when the emotions he was feeling were mirrored on someone else.

“I touch her too much and tell her I love her too much,” Blitz shrugged. Fizz was able to tell that he was pulling out of his headspace and that was absolutely not what he had wanted.

“You can hug me and tell me that you love me as much as you want, little one,” he cooed. “Do you want to play when we get home or do you want to watch a show?”

It was easy to see the way that Blitz was dropping back down into his headspace, which filled Fizz with relief. He hadn’t taken care of a little entirely on his own in a long time, so he had been kind of worried that he was going to ruin everything with his inexperience. “I think I wanna play! Do you have horsie toys?” Blitz then gasped and his eyes shone with excitement, though Fizz noticed that one of them didn’t dilate or move as quickly as the other one did. He wondered how much his friend had been damaged from the fire and if he had been alone, in his headspace to deal with the trauma of that event. The only thing that he could do now was help him heal from this point onward, like it was a spit in the face to Cash for trying to keep them apart.

“Can you make Banana Pudding again! Or Worm Horse?” Blitz asked as he bounced up and down in his seat.

“You always made Worm Horse better than I did. Do you want to try and make balloon animals when we get back?” Fizz asked. He knew that he had some in his pocket, but he wasn’t sure that they were going to be usable after the heat of the fire that had almost consumed him.

“I think so,” Blitz nodded. He sat back in his seat and hummed to himself for the rest of the drive. He kicked his feet against the seat that he was in and the one in front of him while his fingers drew little designs on the window. 

Using the distraction, Fizz snagged the burner phone from under the car that was driving them back to Lust. It was something that Ozzie had in all of their cars, just in case something like this was to happen to either one of them. He was able to text his partner to let him know that he had been kidnapped, but Blitz had saved him. Ozzie was very happy that he was okay and explained that Stolas had been arguing with the lawyer that the kidnappers had sent the entire time, though he had just wanted to burn the entire place down to the ground. Fizz said that he should have with a dozen hearts at the end of the message. He then had to tell the Sin that while they were in the car, Blitz had regressed and now Fizz was bringing him back to the palace so that he could care for him. Ozzie seemed to understand, but Fizz was still worried that the Sin was actually upset with him.

His worries were destroyed as soon as they arrived at the palace. He had taken Blitz’s hand and helped him out of the car so that they would walk up the high steps and into the foyer, away from the elements of the ring outside. Ozzie was waiting there with a massive smile on his face, “Welcome to my home, little one.”

“Why do you guys keep calling me that?” Blitz asked. It seemed like his age had finally settled out when they were in the car and he was now stuck around five or six. It meant that his words were a bit clearer and his sentences were structured far better, but he still had the cute little lisp that he had when they were actually aroaund that age.

“Little one? Because you’re small and cute. It’s what regressed people get called,” Fizz answered gently. “Do you not like it?”

“No, the mean bird man calls me that when he forces me out of my headspace. Don’t like being forced out of my headspace, it’s comfy in there,” Blitz pouted. He reached out and took Fizz’s hand, the one that wasn’t non-functional, and then leaned into his caregiver’s side.

“We need t ohave a conversation about Stolas and Blitz’s relationship after he’s down for a nap or playing by himself, Froggy,” Ozzie said, his voice still chipper and light. Fizz knew that there was something deeper going on behind that statement, though.

“Come on, Blitz. Let’s go get my arm fixed and then we can start playing!” he chirped.

The trio made their way into the exclusive elevator that went up to the penthouse apartment where Ozzie lived. Unlike the Morningstar Palace in Pride, the Lust castle was styled as a giant skyscraper with business and servant quarters down below the place where Ozzie lived on his own. It allowed him to have more privacy while still maintaing the staff and court presence that he was supposed to have as the ruler of a ring. They rode the elevator up to the penthouse and then stepped inside before the doors had a chance to close again.

Blitz tilted his head up and gasped as he looked at everything. “Woah!” he shouted as he rushed over to the window so that he could look at all the shimmering lights of the city below. 

“You like what you see?” Fizz asked. He sat down on the couch and kept his eyes on the little as Ozzie undid the latches on the prosthetic and removed it. He left with the item and came back with a new one a couple of minutes later.

“Yeah! This is so cool,” Blitz said. “You can see everything from here! Woah, look at that,” he pointed his fingers towards one of the taller skyscrapers.

“I know, isn’t that one so pretty? Sometimes the colors change and you can actually watch it go from the bottom up to the top,” Fizz said. It was nice to have a bigger distraction than a single conversation with Ozzie while work was being done on his prosthetics. He knew that his partner did as much as he could to help him with the process, but there was only so much that he could do while he was also attaching the limb that Fizz needed to work and live.

“Do you think that we’re going to see that tonight?” Blitz asked.

“I think we might,” Fizz nodded. The limb snapped into place and he rose from the couch. “Do you think that you could sit with Ozzie for a while so I can go change and find you some little clothes to play in?”

“I don’t need little clothes,” Blitz said. His hands were squeezing the edges of his shirt with both of his hansd while he continued to stare out at the city out of the window. It was something that he had done while they were growing up whenever he refused something he wanted because he knew it was for the best. Fizz hated that they had grown up in the type of situation that had required that out of him, but he was happy that he was finally in the place where he could undo some of those issues.

“But do you want them? I already have them here so I can just bring them out and you can wear them while we play. It’s not like I’m buying anything for you so you don’t have to feel guilty,” Fizz explained.

Blitz thought about it for a moment before he gave his head a firm nod. “Yes, please, Rolly-Polly,” he said.

The nickname made Fizz smile so wide that the burn scars around his hairline ached. It was nice to know that they were already returning back to where they had been before Cash had decided that he was going to break them apart. Fizz was sure that the bastard had been getting a cut of the money he made Mammon, otherwise he would have continued to drive his son away simply by guilting him so that he could extort Blitz further. Blitz didn’t like Mammon so if the two of them would have been permitted to be together then Fizz never would have agreed to work for him in the first place.

He walked off while listening to Ozzie ask the little questions about the way that he liked to play and the kinds of things that he liked. Fizz changed out of the outfit that smelled of smoke and the dingy room that they had been held in. He washed his body off with a damp cloth as quickly as he could before he dressed in something comfortable to hang out in. He set out a couple of outfits on the guest room sofa and then called Blitz and Ozzie to come for him.

When the little arrived in the door, his eyes widened with excitement. He walked over to the outfits and examined them closely before he picked the one in the middle that Fizz had expected him to go for. It was a blue dungaree set with a white and orange stripped shirt underenath, something very reminiscent of what the cowboys on earth would wear but for a little. “Do you need help putting it on or do you think that you can do it yourself?” he asked carefully.

Blitz thought about it before he said, “I’m a big boy! I can do it on my own!”

“Okay, you can call me if you need any help and we’ll come right back for you,” Fizz promised. He and Ozzie stepped out into the hallway so that Blitz had the privacy that he needed to change. The two of them had a quiet conversation about what Stolas had come to ask Ozzie about and the fact that he shouldn’t be trusted around the little until they got confirmation that he wasn’t being sexual with someone down in their headspace. The Goetia had been known to reject those headspaces and pretend as though they didn’t exist as a way to keep their women specifically in place, so it was possible he had been doing horrific things to their little. Fizz knew that had contributed to why Blitz had absolutely refused to go down into his headspace when they were in the car until Blitz had reassured him over and over again that he would be safe.

The door opened five minutes later with the little revealing himself. His old clothes were laying in a pile on the floor of the guest room and the straps for the overalls were crossed the wrong direction.

“You look just like a real cowboy in training!” Fizz informed him as he naturally undid the clips and then swapped them to where they belonged. “Do you want to come play with me in the living room?” 

“Yeah! Worm Horse!” Blitz said as he ran down the hallway back to the living room. Fizz smiled after them and felt his heart swell adoringly in his chest. He hadn’t had a little of his own in his entire life, but he was beginning to think that was because the Saints of Hell had been waiting to bring him and Blitz back together. He had expected to be Blitz’s caregiver when they were classified but hadn’t been, not until that moment.

[littlebunnywitch]

Fictional Agere Challenge Day 3

Day 3: a ship you hc as regressor x caregiver

I decided to go with CG Asmodeus and Little Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss; for today's characters

💜 🩷 💚 - 🩵 ❤️‍🩹 🩶 - 💜 🩷 💚 (Icon made by me)

I don't have much to say about these two to explain. They are just so cute together. The Icon i made for this one has Fizzarolli using a pacifier that says Little Froggie <3

Random Thoughts~

Fizzarolli's involuntarily little age is on the younger side around 1 to 3 but he voluntarily regresses to around 4 to 10 (very wide age range)

He's is a HUGE cuddle bug, and will attack and just wrap himself around Ozzie.

Having his limbs off his or hat off his a HUGE negative trigger for him to the point were even though he's not suppose to wear his prosthetics to bed he often does not liking how helpless he feels without them on.

Fizzarolli loves "helping" Asmodeus cook or bake. Ozzie comes up with so many different distractions to keep Fizz away from the kitchen because Fizz is a chaos critter.

Asmodeus is a caregiver who has like one million little pet names for his little - Froggy is Fizzarolli's favorite.

Asmodeus' extra heads will often make cooing and other sounds at little Fizzarolli even if Ozzie is busy talking on the phone or something. They do keep an eye on Fizz and will let Asmodeus know if the little Imp is up to something.

He does not mind having Fizzarolli wrapped around him little while he works. But he does become very firm about his client's behavior around Fizzerolli when he's little.

When Asmodeus learned that Fizzarolli was fluent in sign language he learned it so if Fizzarolli little or not goes nonverbal he would still be able to understand his Frog.

Asmodeus makes it a point to not coddle or baby Fizzarolli when he's isn't regressed or in a older kid mindset because he is very concerned about being ablest or infantizing and upsetting Fizzarolli. So he is very firm on taking things at Fizz's pace.

Ozzie makes healthy versions of junk food for Fizzarolli

[caregiver-fizzarolli]

*climbs into your arms and carefully chews on your hat*

-Fauna

whats with all the littles and chewing! and my hat! you all seem to really like it huh!

[salem-starlight]

May I request headcanons for an age regressor Fizzarolli and Ozzie being his caregiver?Caregiver? If not, just headcanons for Ozzie as a caregiver.

OHHH IVE BEEN THINKIN ABOUT THIS FOR A WHILE! Absolutely! You ask and I will provide.

When Ozzie and Fizz were together in the beginning, Fizz tried so hard to hide his age regression from Ozzie.

Poor baby was found one afternoon when Oz came home with a surprise of chocolates snacks and every favorite thing Fizz liked.

Fizzaroli was curled up in bed, paci and cip, favorite stuffed animals and a soft lullaby in the background.

Ozzie, knowing exactly what this is because it's such a common thing down there, absolutely gushed and took a few cute pics!

He watched over Fizz until he woke up, and the poor startled little cried but Big Oz is there don't you worry about a things sugarcup, you're okay you're not in trouble, I love you very much. Just look at hoe tiny you are to me! So small! Such a little thing.

Fizz told Ozzie his ages are about from 0-5 and you know Ozzie set up a room and decorated it with all of Fizz's favorite things

When Fizz is feeling little in public he uses sign language to tell Ozzie

He goes mute sometimes as a little, and Ozzie has learned some sign language and is still learning more to communicate with Fizz.

Fizz's favorite things are the plushies Oz got him, Paci's, Chewy toys, The pop up tent Oz got for him, building blocks and so much more.

Ozzie and Fizz have a great time watching all of Fizz's shows (he secretly likes pirate shows too, don't tell Blitz.)

Nighttime is the best because sleepy baby Fizz and Oz gently pick him up from the sofa, after making him a bottle, and carefully takes him back to bed where he turns on lullabies and soft music, holds Fizz and gives him his bottle while gently rocking him until he's asleep. They sleep all night cuddles together ❤️

"Goodnight my precious little sugarcup, I love you so much. You dream about sweet things and I'm here to protect you"

Hey! I hope this was okay, I know it's a little longer than usual, but I love these two!