#fzrlli.

[the-smallest-star]

@restinjest​ : hmmm yes, OK, makes sense. *BITES*

@fzrlli​ : fizz vc bites you bites you bites y-

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She warned you.

[corruptedsilence]

@fzrlli​ -  fizz vc if we are i'm on my way i'm biting everyone

“ Careful, Darling. If you do try to bite me, it’s a promise I will bite back. “

[sweetscenes]

@fzrlli​ 

 It was another night at Ozzie’s, another night of performing. The succubus was used to the demanding schedule she imposed on herself. She had to work hard to maintain her stardom after all, so this came with the territories. Plus, out of all the clubs and venues she performed in, Ozzie’s was her favorite. The staff didn’t tolerate anyone messing with the performers, which was more than she could say for the majority of establishments in Hell. Everyone thought that just because she was a sex demon, meant she was down to do whatever, whenever. That just wasn’t the case, and Verosika was thankful that at least one place in Hell respected her. 

 Plus, the drinks were fantastic. 

 Verosika had a couple of acts to go before her, so she was sitting in the green room. There was a bar stocked there, which Verosika took as an invitation to help herself. She was the big closer, with her being the most famous act for tonight. It made her preen, that she was so in demand. Sure it meant constantly being on the move and hustling, but the fame was addictive. This is what she was born for, it’s what she pushed and pushed for. She enjoyed it. At least, the fun parts. 

 For every spotlight, there was the surrounding darkness. Darkness that was cold and unforgiving and-

 Nope. 

 She tipped back her pink drink, feeling the burn go down pleasurably. She wouldn’t get wasted, she was going to be performing with dance moves that were difficult to execute with pyrotechnics accompanying her. Verosika wasn’t stupid. 

 There was another benefit to performing at Ozzie’s. And that was her very dear friend. Someone she bonded with in more ways than one. 

 In fact, Verosika opened her phone. She tapped out a message, complete with emojis. 

 to fizzabitch: meet me in the green room i’m bored as fuck 😽

 to fizzabitch: i wanna judge people in the audience with my best jester 😈 

[clownturnedkiller]

“ ugh, you again ? thought i’d seen the last of you at ozzie’s , blitzo. “

"You should know by now I can hold a grudge. And I'm not backin' down until I say so." He sounded quite irritable. In truth, he had had no intentions of running into Fizz today. That had just been coincidence. But by Satan, if he wasn't going to take that opportunity.

[countlessrealities]

@fzrlli sent: “ you again ? did you not learn your fuckin’ lesson last time y’ came to lust ? or did your date with your little prince go so well that you decided to come visit again ? “ / blitzo because i love annoying them <3

The familiar voice, even if it wasn't the same he had been used to hear in his childhood, caused Blitzo to growl quietly under his breath. It wasn't just the words that had been spoken, but also the tone his former friend had used. Mocking, almost smug.

His tail whipped the air once in frustration at jab about his "date" with Stolas. Everyone who had been there night knew well that it had been a disaster, basically a public humiliation for both him and the Prince. However, he wasn't going to give Fizzarolli the satisfaction to see just how tender that particular nerve still was.

"I'm notoriously stubborn, as you should know," he bites back with a grin that it's the opposite of friendly. "And what lesson? It takes more than some fuckin' mockery to scare me off."

All considered, it wasn't even a lie. The hit at his ego, and also at a softer part of him he did his best to ignore these days, had been a hard one, but he had made a living off pretending to have an uncrushable self-esteem.

"I can stand my ground on my own. I don't need to rely on my boss or go hiding behind them, unlike someone else."

A jab for a jab. Two could play that game. Not to mention that he was hoping to distract the other Imp enough not to make him notice that he had completely ignored his question.

"And I am my boss anyway. I run my own fuckin' business." The pride in his voice was genuine this time. "Because, you know, some of us manage to do that too."

[blitso]

@fzrlli    said       ❛❛     big    top ?       seems    kinda    gay    to    me .       who    are    you    big    topping ,       huh ?       other    men ?       is    that    it ?     ❜❜

❛❛     anyone    who    𝑰𝑺𝑵'𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼 ,       that's    who .     ❜❜

[hellcab]

@fzrlli

Night on lust. What an exciting scene. Clubs and brothels as far as the eye can see. Roth wasn’t here for that, or for work. He was here on his own accord, for his own reasons. His criminal hobby.

Dressed in black, he pulled his balaclava over his face. His horns still showed, along his bright yellow eyes. His bag was ready, with basic tools for his job. He knew his target, his knew where to break in.

Roth by no means was a master criminal. He was terrible really.  But sometimes, he struck gold with his crimes. Stealing from apartments or outright mugging people. It brought some extra cash in. Some mad money to buy that next stereo or ancient tome.

Now he was aiming higher. The place he was casing seemed nice and ready for the pickings. He never saw the owner, but that barely concerned him.

Across the rooftops, Roth snuck his way towards the place. The pad seemed deserted, with nobody home. Good. Roth thought to himself.

Moving towards a window, Roth grabbed his crowbar. He started prying against the window, adjusting his strength. Finally, the window opened. Placing his crowbar away, Roth slipped in. He was in the bathroom. A nice place, almost excessive in it’s elegance. Typical, the cab driver thought.

He moved towards the door and entered into the penthouse. It was everything he imagined. All sorts of valuables that he could profit from. No pawnshop in Hell could deny these wonderful trinkets. Roth got to work. He was not picky in his selections. Whatever looked valuable, he took.

Suddenly, he heard someone. Roth froze, standing just feet away from the door. Somebody was coming in! Knowing he didn’t have the time to escape, Roth quickly hid himself. In his panic, he knocked over a vase which shattered. Cursing silently, he resumed in hiding himself. The closet was his best bet. Stowing away inside, he kept dead quite. He even covered his own mouth to muffle his panic breathing. He listened for whoever was coming in.

[infernal-feminae-archived]

@fzrlli​ liked for a Masquerade Ball starter!  

“Didn’t expect to see you here, Fizz.” Milky would saunter up to the jester, decked in her black cat costume and drink in hand. 

Although she supposed the same could be said about her prescence here. But she was a part of Verosika’s entourage after all. She didn’t think it would be too odd to join the popstar at this fancy party.

[angldsts]

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BLOGROLL:

@fzrlli , fizzarolli ( main . )

CARRD    |    PROMO

[infernal-general]

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[hazbinxdisaster]

@fzrlli​ replied: fizz vc : what does this even MEAN

“awww the scrunkly 🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 double tap now if you'd scrunkly the when😆”

[carnihell]

@fzrlli

“What??? I meet the most famous circus clown in all of Hell, one of Hell’s most TOP celebrities, and what do you expect me to do?? NOT want to hold his hand on a cold dark night in the middle of the woods?”

[phisaya]

(me reading @fzrlli​‘s headcanons for fizz’s mechanical parts)

[hellshoard]

fzrlli asked: he’s blinking at ozzie in extreme confusion . “ you have a whole KID ? “

There was silence. For a few minutes before a loud heaved sigh came from the large sin, arms wrapping around himself for a moment as he looked away from Fizz, “It was...decades ago. Long before you even came to be.”

[countlessrealities]

@fzrlli sent: “ you gave me a concussion , you know . “ / Millie because he has . things to Say .

Millie scowled at the statement and she crossed her arms, turning her head on one side, chin rose in defiance. Was he seriously? He had just basically ambushed her and now he was complaining about her fighting back?

...Well, maybe her reaction had been a little too strong, but she still wasn't sorry at all. She remembered far too well what had happened at Ozzie's, on the day of her wedding anniversary, and if he hadn't deserved the hit this time, he surely did for how she and Moxxie had been treated that night.

"Ya'll live. I didn't hit ya that hard," she huffed, shooting Fizzarolli an unimpressed glance that spelled out the "wimp" she hadn't said out aloud.

"So, is there a reason why ya followin' me or are ya just bein' a creep?"

[blitso]

dynamics !