Number One Brand Baby

❧ "I may have to go do a show in the Pride ring… on extermination day…" A sharp inhale through clenched teeth, followed by a stiff grin up at the big man himself, the little imp tried to appear as confident as possible. This was Mammon's demand, of course, seeing it as the perfect day when nobody else in the Pride ring would ever think of putting on a show... an untapped market, and who was Fizzarolli to say no? 'They´re going after the sinners Fizzy, not lil shit implings! Stop worrying so much!'

❧ "There okay I said it, that wasn't so bad!"

Anyone dropping such a big bombshell on Ozz might have expected that he'd have an equally as big reaction to it. It was only fair, given the nature of the news; that was a lot to process. And because of that, the sin stood there, stupefied—silent as his brain tried to reconcile the information being thrown at him with the way his heart had immediately sunk into his stomach.

That was too far.

Asmodeus shook his head, eventually, bringing himself back into the moment. It didn't come with any renewed insight.

"... You got through it without losing your cool. Which is impressive, given the kinda news that you're dropping into my lap here. Listen to you go, babe." There was genuine affection behind those words, even if they were said rather stiffly. Ozz, for a fleeting second, leaned down to cup the imp's face, fingertips dragging across his cheek as he pulled his hand away again.

So while Fizzarolli wanted to smile in relief... wanted to let his heavy heart lighten once more, give in to the gentle touch, the affectionate smile, and the playful little boop on his nose... he didn't do that today.

❧ "You know I can't do that Ozz..."

The colourful tail of the imp slowly began wrapping itself around his ankles, hands fidgeting near his chest as he looked for the words to say next.

❧ "... And you know what he'd say to you, too."

Black-mailing was not a foreign concept to the spider after all.

I'm sorry all my new mutuals!! I've contacted tumblr about this and I hope to get it fixed?? But for now, I can't seem to send asks or DMs... which sucks cus I was so excited to get things rolling with y'all and get to know you but I'm unable to do so right now, thinking some asks might've gotten eaten... It's really upsetting :''')

Right now I'm sending asks from my art blog @boncorner !! You can also DM me on there if you want to talk or plot or just ask something, I'm trying to keep the blog open as much as I can alongside this one.

You can also reach me on discord for talking, plotting, etc... I'm "bonbear" on there, please hmu, don't be shy!! If we're mutuals I 100% want to talk to you and write with you more than anything!

WORDS:

“  i’ve got you. it’s okay.  ” “  stay the night with me?  ” “  i’m here. and i’m not going anywhere.  ” “  shh, it’s okay. i’m here now.  ” “  talk to me.  ” “  i wish i knew how to talk about it, but every time i try i just— the words won’t come out.  ” “  i’m afraid if i start crying, i just won’t stop.  ” “  i don’t wanna be alone tonight.  ” “  you don’t have to say anything.  ” “  do you want me to stay with you?  ” “  we’re okay— everything is gonna be okay.  ” “  it’s over now.  ” “  it’s okay if you need to cry. it’s just me. let it out.  ” “  i don’t wanna have to do that ever again.  ” “  i’m so fucking scared.  ” “  i won’t let you go through anything like that again.  ” “  you don’t have to deal with this alone.  ” “  i just need to feel something.  ” “  i don’t wanna talk about it. i don’t. i just need to forget.  ” “  whatever you need, i’m here.  ” “  please, just tell me what you need.  ” “  lay back down, you need to rest.  ” “  here, i made you some tea.  ”  “  drink this, it’ll help you relax.  ” “  let’s go for a walk. sitting here all cooped up will only make it worse.  ”  “  i can’t breathe. i can’t—  ” “  just breathe. breathe with me.  ” “  look at me. hey— i’m right here. you’re not alone.  ” ”  i feel so sick.  ” ”  i’m just so fucking tired.  ” “  what can i do?  ”  “  i need you.  ” “  i’ll always be here when you need me.  ” “  i was so worried— i thought i’d lose you.  ” “  i’m really worried about you.  ” “  actually i’m…i’m really not okay.  ” “  i keep telling everyone everything is fine and each time someone else asks i get closer to just. breaking.  ” “  you’re not fine. and you don’t have to pretend that you are with me.  ” “  everything hurts and i want it to stop.  ” “  i know it hurts now. but it gets better. with time. the pain gets a little less until it’s more of an ache rather than some big overwhelming lump in your throat.  ” “  just tell me it’s gonna get better.  ” “  i heard you crying— what’s wrong?  ” “  everyone keeps asking how i’m doing but— you’re the only person i really feel like i can talk to.  ” “  i can’t promise you it’ll get better. but i can promise you i’ll be here with you.  ” “  i just needed to see you.  ” “  i just need to know you’re okay.  ” “  get some rest, i’ll be here the whole time.  ” “  i’m afraid to go to sleep.  ” “  i can’t stop seeing their faces every time i close my eyes.  ” “  i sleep better in your bed.  ” “  i won’t say sorry because that just, falls flat. but if i could change it. i would.  ”   “  as long as i have you, i think i’ll be okay again.  ”

ACTIONS: 

bc i definitely do not now kin the stupid little mean gay nervous jester

Clown Outfit Meme || Accepting

❧ "Uhm, fuck yeah?? I'd live off of it if I could."

❧ "Okay, but soda is pretty fucking great too—"

Oh he made himself sad, he remembered he wasn't supposed to eat unhealthy right now. Or like. Ever. He'd have to take his coffee black today.

❧ "Oh, you know she's going strong! She misses you I tell ya, I say your name and she perks right up!"

While he had initially dropped in just to tease the man, Fizzarolli's little heart was instantly aflutter when Ozzie cradled his face in his hands, followed by the soft peck on his cheek.

The sweet, earnest words he said next, even though Fizz knew they were coming, were spreading a heat throughout his chest with the speed of a wildfire.

Ozz's hands dropped from those sweet cheeks to gingerly rest elsewhere, one hand at his hip and the other on his back; it was one smooth move that followed, a gentle tug closer to his person, a short turn away from the counter, and he was gently dipping the imp backwards to deepen that smooch.

❧ "Oh you know I do, but only because I love to hear you say those words..." He snickered, his long tail wrapping around the arm that was supporting his hip as he did. Brushing his fingers through the soft fluff covering Ozzie's face, he still snuck a few kisses in between their little exchange.