#fizzeximodeus

Fizzarolli wakes up after a threesome and finds himself feeling way different than he did the night before. Thankfully, those partners still care about him more than he loathes himself.

Ozzie was gone in the morning. That wasn't typical of him, but he had somewhere to be that morning. Fizz couldn't remember exactly what meeting it was. But the bed was cold without him.

Exim had gotten up earlier. Fizz had been half asleep, not wanting to open his eyes to the real world yet. but he could hear the shower running. He felt dirty, in a lot of ways.

Ozzie's bathroom wasn't unfamiliar to Fizzarolli. It was wide and open and dark, gentle lights casting a dim, fluorescent blue sheen on the dark magenta tiles. Lush plants crowded each nook and cranny, soaking up every bit of steam like a jungle. It was a beautiful place, and an amazing place to get fucked in the ass. everywhere in Ozzie's house was beautiful; everywhere was an ideal place for sex. The king made sure of that. It was intoxicating.

There was no door on the shower. It was wide and deep, a beautiful wine color tiling. Against its darkness, Exim's gray body stood out with a blue-light tint. Several showerheads sprayed at different heights, and another cast rainfall from the ceiling right at the center. It was the pretty version of a locker room orgy shower.

Fizz: uh yeah, if you'd like your unwanted patrons to be launched into space

Ozzie: they're not my patrons if they're unwanted, so i could care less if they're in space

Fizz: fair point. how about personal body guard?

Ozzie: OOOH how dangerous

Fizz: indeed, how petrifying

Exim, an aroace who can't tell if this is an interview or a group flirting session:

notes: Ozzie and Fizz having a stripping war. playin sexy games in the kitchen at 5 am (still haven't gone to sleep). Fizzarolli is standing on the countertop. Exim in the background staring on in mild annoyance or disgust, just wanted coffee.

then, i did a lil portrait of my oc, Exim. it turned out better than i thought, still getting the design nailed down. don't ask me to draw its legs, i will die. deer legs are so hard.

Asmodeus

The Warning Signs

is peckish, impatient, sensitive to and aware of all stimuli, especially touch and smell

is restless, can't seem to sit still (or remain calm)

is ruffled, floofy, especially in tail

tail is twitchy and extremely expressive (moreso than usual)

is really flirty

like, extremely flirty

like, he's Trying Really Hard ™

he appears randomly in places where he physically should not be capable of appearing (for example, he's known to be across the building and suddenly surprises you by appearing in your location)

he very anxiously announces that a specific group of people (all of whom he can of course name) are having sex at the moment in a location where he is not currently at. (Ozzie is am omnipotent sex god, just go with it; he gets energy from not only his lust but other ppl's lustful activities. he also hates being excluded from good sex, which he can most definitely sense and possibly even feel, even if he is not included or physically present for said sex — he can also locate said activities, and he will definitely try to interrupt and join if he is super antsy and needy. at the very least he will very knowingly compliment you on your fervor when you see him afterward, and he'll probably say something along the lines of "invite me next time.")

The Treatment

ignore him or reject him, explicitly on the basis of "for now" or "on your terms"

flirt back (and maybe even play hard to get)

physical touch of any kind, especially petting and admiration

invitation to have sex (ofc), but especially an honest and idiosyncratic offer (novelty excites the pretty bird)

if you're exim, pls top him

but also if you're exim, pls let him top you in a private one-on-one sex situation he's begging you—

also if you're anyone, pls top him, nobody tops him enough, he craves this

Fizzarolli

The Warning Signs

is more obnoxious than usual

tells really really bad jokes continually until one even kinda hits, and that only makes him keep going

also, more quiet than usual

staring blankly into space

extendo-wrappy arms & leggies with no concept of personal space

a whole lot of staring at you and Cheshire grinning while saying literally nothing even when asked

excessive drinking

The Treatment

pull him to you by the extendo-limbs. don't let him escape

coddling the baby jester he does like to be coddled when he's being cheeky

carry him like a backpack or a small child on your hip (if physically possible — he does tend to prefer people who are bigger than him, but this is only a sexual preference)

play along and tease back, tell even worse jokes/puns than his

make out with him while he's drunk, he loves that shit

hug or cuddle with him for long periods

let him drape himself across you (similar to cuddling and backpack/child on hip — he likes to be in your bubble)

pamper him and then suck the imp dick, or let him do what he wants, if he is feeling toppy

Exim

The Warning Signs

it's suddenly not staring straight through a wall for 8 hours straight

it's suddenly not being focused on tasks for 8 hours straight

unusual talkativeness

unusual friendliness

unusual expressiveness (voice has a slight but noticeable tone change to it)

it stares at you for 8 hours straight

The Treatment

it will self-treat most things, but it may ask for your assistance.

it will declare it is aroused and ask if you would like to have sex. if you're interested, follow it to the nearest sex room for anywhere from a 15 minute to 60 minute session. regardless of length, bring a fresh change of clothes and expect to be winded.

ask it if it's horny before it tells you. it will probably say no initially, but then return later because you reminded it that "horny" existed

cuddle time

quality time activities like saunas, hot tubs, and anything outdoorsy

pls ask to groom fur and hair — either yours or its

penetration and cunnilingus are really nice ngl

eye contact while fucking it? insane, does wonders. be obsessed with it's facial expressions and appearance

sexual time w one partner

but also its fav orgy group is fizz and ozzie so ya know, so if you're fizz or ozzie...

mutual masturbation tho fr

pls ask it to top you, it kind of loves that. it can dote on you but will also throw you across the room if you ask (safely ofc)

Commonalities:

🎃 pumpkin: do you have any favorite brainstorming techniques? how do you like to gather ideas for your wip?

i literally lay in bed and act out ideas to myself, have conversations between characters, and write down notes to remember if i especially like the scenes. i like to call that sandboxing.

sometimes i can write things without sandboxing, like internal monologues and setting description, but i always have to act out dialogue and action scenes, sometimes several times just to narrow down quality and rework dialogue and direction.

🍂 leaves: what does your editing process look like? how does your wip typically change as you work on it?

i try not to edit until at least a few days have passed (for shorter works), sometimes even more than a week or two (especially for longer works). i read through it or put it into text-to-speech readers and listen for flow and pacing.

i tend to edit for big-picture things first, like plot and conflict. aka, can i summarize my story easily? if not, then i need to work on that. then, ideally, when I'm satisfied with what i have, i edit for big-picture continuity, chapter/scene flow, and i rework the beginning and ending (if necessary). i usually deal with grammar editing during all of these stages, which isn't ideal, but it kinda just... happens right now. do as i say, not as i do, yadda yadda.

☕ coffee or tea: describe your OCs favorite place to relax.

as a stag spirit, Exim is naturally most at home and relaxed in any secluded nature setting: forests are its favorite. it also likes rain.

🧥 warm coat: share a happy or fuzzy scene from your wip!

Fizzarolli was shaking and overwhelmed. His voice was raw. He was still crying. It all felt good in the moment, and then the drop came quickly. He couldn't quite breathe until he was cuddled up in the blankets and in Exim's arms.