#infernalight ― fizzarolli

[hazbintales]

@infernalight replied to your post.

fizz vc: bc cocks.

❝You're tiring.❞

[tangledfate]

Planned starter for @infernalight

The arm prosthesis flew across the room to hit the wall with a crash as Fizzarolli grunted in frustration. Both legs joined the arm before finally he rolled over and tugged the blanket over himself.

It was a bad day–stumps aching miserably and nothing to make them stop. All he wanted was to sleep–at least asleep he didn’t recognize the pain.

This was how Ozzie found him. Curled into a tight little ball with his tail wrapped around himself in a desperate attempt to self soothe. Unable to remove the last prosthesis and too frustrated to ask for help just yet.

[faithcorrupted-a]

@infernalight asked:

i did a number on your back. sorry about that. (ozzie to fizzie)

The small disabled imp cuddled into the large sins' chest. Fizzarolli felt safe with him even when they had wild kinky sex because he knew that Ozzie would never hurt him intentionally.

Fizz pressed a kiss to his chest before looking up at him with his wide eyes. "Don't you worry, Ozzie. You did everything I wanted and more." He licked his lip and climbed on top of him so he was sitting on his chest, his mechanical arms hold him up. "You know I would let you know if I didn't like something. We have a safe word for a reason you know."

[defiedfate]

Blog Arc: It Takes A Village

Major Players:

@defiedfate - Stolas

@darlingblitzy - Blitzo

Minor Players:

@tangledfate - Stella, Millie, Fizzarolli

@infernalight - Asmodeus

Synopsis:

Adventures in accidental baby-making.

Themes:

Drama, Found Family, Pregnancy, Eggs, Love, Self Acceptance, New Beginnings.

Plotted/Discussed Threads:

A Much Needed Discussion - (Blitz, Stolas)

Home and Heart - (Blitz, Stolas)

Side Threads:

TBD

Related Asks:

TBD

Drabbles:

TBD

[jizzlords]

@infernalight asked: Fizzarolli is just going to slip away while Ozzie was still asleep, quietly slipping out of the room before making his way to the kitchen. Grabbing the whipped cream from the fridge, he hurried back towards the bedroom, quietly slipping back inside. Once he confirmed Ozzie was still sleeping, he moved to squirt the whipped cream in his hand before using one of his stray tail feathers to tickle his face. (Fizzie said: no job = boredom = more pranks around the house) / unprompted, always accepting.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ It's always the unemployed ones in the group.

Suppose luck was on Fizzarolli's side when Ozzie didn't even do so much as stir from his slumber. Not even when the imp kicked off the covers and left the Sin with enough space to roll over and hug the pillow. Blissful sleep.

The rising and falling of his back followed by his light snoring, Ozzie was none the wiser in knowing what trouble lied ahead of him. With one hand tucked under the pillow and the other hanging off the bed, sin of lust barely stirs when his face itched.

Efforts are ignored, at first. With the simple motion of turning his head the other way, Ozzie remains unbothered. Yet with a little persistence from jester, Ozzie stirs once more only to end up — this time — unconsciously taking the bait and raising his hand to scratch his face.

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ squish.

Heavy eyelids blink open, groggy yet alert as he's immediately lifting his head further from the pillow. All along with achy, heavy muscle which protest against Ozzie's abrupt movements. ❝ Wh—? ❞ Whipped cream is all over one side of his face. And Ozzie is oblivious at first — with serious bedhead and a handful of whipped cream, it was truly a sight to behold. He only becomes more awake at the sound of Fizzarolli's laughter, ❝ What's... the? ❞

Even with a half-conscious stupor, Ozzie is able to somewhat piece together that he'd been had. Yet he doesn't know why he reaches for his face again with the same hand that still had a helping of whipped cream. ❝ Fizz— you—? ❞ He's staring at the offending hand, processing, before doing the unexpected and sampling the whipped cream from his fingers. ❝ ...That's fucked. ❞

Despite his commentary and half-awake tone (sounding awfully firm yet dreamy), Ozzie was grinning deviously. Even going the extra mile and finding that burst of energy in himself to swiftly reach out and snatch the jester! Smothering him in what left over whipped cream via hand and aggressively nuzzling the imp's face. An eye for an eye.

[madefate]

you’re gonna walk away from this ? (fizz to blitz) / @infernalight

❝ - The fuck ?! ❞ Something hot and ugly is pulsing just under Blitz's collarbone - like a spike of anger that cuts up through the muscle and bites into the bone. It heats his face, sets his jaw - his fangs grind for a moment as Blitz curls his claws into his palms. The pain is good - clarifying and ground, as much as ice water, and it keeps him in the moment.

Or, mostly.

You're gonna walk away from this ?

For a moment, Blitz can only see his father's face with only half of his vision - furious and distant, fed up with him. Relaying the words on Fizz's behalf, on Barbie's - no one wants you here. Guilt is a constant in his life - it was then, it is now, and in both the memory and the present it twists with the anger and the grief and the bitterness that protects his heart regardless of the fact that it's not worth protecting.

He doesn't deserve it - his own lashing out, his own fury - but it comes spitting up anyway.

❝ That's real fuckin' rich coming from you. Just go the hell back to your penthouse and your fans, Fizzarolli. You earned it, right ? ❞

// tortured poets &. accepting !

[heartsofhell]

@infernalight asked Ozzie had taken the day off, went out and bought a new outfit, one just for Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli had left to spend a couple hours with Blitz which was perfect for Ozzie to get dressed up in an outfit, wearing nothing underneath the skirt, laying on the bed, waiting for his boyfriend to return and when he had... he made sure to pop his ass in the air, making sure Fizz had a clear view up his skirt.

Fizz had been out getting 'things'. That was what he'd told Ozzie. Which was true, he just wasn't sure what things he wanted, and he didn't want to admit that at the risk of getting told no. When he came back home, he was carrying bags of items that he'd picked up. Which mostly was new outfits for him to wear for Ozzie as well as some stuffies he'd picked up. "Ozzie, I got this lacey strapey thing.." He started off, only to stop when he saw how the man was. "Wowza." Dropping the bags instantly before throwing himself at the bed. "You look so hot, Ozzie! You look perfect, Big Daddy."

[hazbintales]

@infernalight replied to your post.

ozzie vc: it's too late for burgers, you maniac.

" ... You take that back, Ozzie. It's never too late for burgers! "

[defiedfate]

Blog Arc: All I Ever Wanted

Major Players:

@defiedfate - Barbie Wire

@infernalight - Blitzo Buckzo

@helluvah0tel - Striker

@tangledfate - Fizzarolli

Minor Players:

@infernalight - Asmodeus

Synopsis:

Barbie Wire and Striker have been a thing on and off for a while now, but when Barbie finds herself pregnant, she may need more support than what the Striker can offer. And who better to support you than family?

Themes:

Drama, Romance, Found Family, Reunions, Forgiveness, Trauma, New Beginnings

Plotted/Discussed Threads:

Ozzie's Tower - (Fizzarolli, Asmodeus, Barbie)

Do You Hate Me Cont'd - (Striker, Barbie)

Side Threads:

TBD

Related Asks:

Do You Hate Me - (Striker, Barbie)

Drabbles:

TBD