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sobs, so sorry for how inconsistent bumblebee is i dont understand his face yet
Anyways have some of the first Blitzbee content ive ever drawn
#Blitzbee#Bumblebee#Blitzwing#Blizz#Charlie#Sarge#TFA#Maccadam#cant belive i havent ever drawn them together
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Maximilian Schachtner / Squama / Popp – Blizz / Album Cover / 2022
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Catching Up
Fandom: Helluva Boss
Characters: Lee! Blitzø, Ler! Fizz (Can be seen as romantic or platonic, I love BlitzFizz)
Summary: As Blitz and Fizzaroli make up for lost time, Fizz discovers something he didn’t know about his former friend.
Tickletober day 2: Accidental
Warnings: Tickle Fic, innuendos.
Life had never been the same for Blitz and Fizzaroli since their second meeting in the Greed Ring. Sure, they’d reconciled their main issues and managed to air out some of the miscommunication forced onto them in their adolescence, but it had still been a decade and a half since they even just had a regular conversation. It was going to take a lot of work and effort to maintain that friendship, but that was work Blitz was willing to do. He couldn’t lose Fizz a second time.
Sometimes, Blitz would hang out backstage at Ozzie’s, listening to the clown perform his bits to the crowd, hyping him up whenever he had the chance. Sometimes that happened at Mammon’s, but it was rare Blitz would be allowed back there, much less without freaking out about being in the same room as a rockstar he admired from before he was even an adult. Fizz would even pop around to I.M.P sometimes, just his presence there was enough to drive up business so he had a warm welcome.
Though, their favourite thing to do was to just be with each other. It didn’t matter where, they usually preferred privacy but the two were neither careful or shameful, being able to do their business wherever. The pair of scarred imps could go on for hours and hours about whatever came into their mind, it was like they had a years long back log of all the things they wanted to talk about locked up in their brain, but never had the right person to say it too. They were just two sides of the same coin, better together.
One day, the two ended up in the privacy of Blitz’s room, which he (mostly) cleaned up for his guest. They’d both made themselves comfortable, Blitz laying down on his bed, sprawled out with her legs hanging over the edge, and Fizzaroli sitting over on the window sill, switching his face between the lacklustre view of Imp city, and his host.
‘Hey, how much can you feel?’
Fizzaroli’s eyes glanced over back to Blitz at his casual question, tilting his body to face him as he did so.
‘Like, emotionally?’
The clown tilted his head almost unassumingly, to which Blitz threw a nearby pillow at him.
‘Yeah, of course I mean emotionally-of course not, dipshit, of course I meant physically! You know, metal limbs and all,’
He huffed playfully, crossing him arms to which Fizz just chuckled, amused at his frustration.
‘Well, I can feel with my nose just fine! And my insides are…rigged with sensitivity, just ask Ozzie!’
‘I am not asking that feather covered, sparkly whore about how he fucks you.’
Fizz just laughed even harder at that, kicking his legs a little as he hopped off his self made perch, standing closer to Blitz.
‘Ahand, I can new sensors in my fingertips, Ozzy developed them himself to make things more…captivating.’
Blitz rolled his eyes and made a face, maybe a little out of jealousy, but there wasn’t much ill will behind it.
‘So now I can actually feel with them again! You have no idea how much I missed petting animals! And fucking with people, that’s great too!’
He ran his fingertips over Blitz’s still stretched out torso to make his point, to which the imp fucking squealed and curled up in on himself. Fizz tilted his head, sitting by Blitz with the largest shit eating grin on his face.
‘No fuckin’ way your ticklish! How did you hide this from me?!’
He asked excitedly, to which the imp blushed a little, trying to scramble backwards on the bed on his palms but he was quickly scooped up by his friend’s mechanical limbs and pulled closer.
‘Okay, it’s not that big of a deal this I’m ticklish! You don’t have to make such a big deal out of this, you knahaahhahw!’
The demon’s protests were cut off by a couple sharp scratches to his ribs, with a very eager Fizz now positioning himself on Blitz’s hips.
‘Oh, don’t you try and weasel your way out of this one! We’ve got, what, fifteen years of laughter to catch up on, and I’ve never heard you laugh like this!’
As much as Blitz wanted to remain tough and stoic on the outside, it was hard to do that while giggling, much less from your childhood best friend/crush tickling you. He couldn’t deny that the attention felt nice, not in a dirty way, he never expected to really…feel Fizz again due to his body being broken so it was a pleasant surprise. The tickling was just a bonus, though he weakly struggled against Fizz’s body to make it look like he wasn’t enjoying it too much. Though, Fizz saw right through him.
‘Oh, come on now, Blitzy, I’ve seen what your capable of, you could push me off you with ease if you wanted but you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?’
Blitz’s blushing situation went from bad to worse as he shook his head from side to side, he’d normally try and hide his enjoyment under some snarky remark but it was hard to think of one while your sides were being squeezed and tickled. So he just resorted to this.
‘Fuhahahahack you!’
‘I’m right, aren’t I?’ Fizz chuckled to himself a little, allowing his nimble, dexterous fingers to skitter all over Blitz’s torso. ‘That’s alright, Blitz, you know I don’t just people, kinky or not, but there is no way I am not being in on this! You don’t know how fun this is me!’
Fizz gushed, pulling his hands away as he looked up at his friend excitedly. While Blitz may have rejected an offer like this from basically anyone a month or two ago, Fizz had softened him up in terms of accepting…anything really from others, plus it was a nice bonus that Fizz seemed to be enjoying it a lot.
‘…would you wanna continue right now then?’
‘Oh, with pleasure!’
#sfw tickling community#tickle fic#augtickletober2023#tickletober2023#lee blitz#lee! blitz#ticklish blitz#ler fizzaroli#ler fizz#blizz#helluva boss
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Blizz has a ref now!
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Bolt: It's disgusting.
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ok i can't be the only one who thought about this
#blizz#bounty hunter#minions#rattataki#star wars#swtor#art#talaj palam#star wars the old republic#shitpost
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dragon ball ocs?!!?!?! 😱😱
indeed. considering I made an Angel + Destroyer pair, why not do an Supreme + Apprentice Kai pair as well!
also.. bonus sketch
#anxi's art#art#drawing#illustration#character design#oc design#dbz oc#db oc#db ocs#dbz ocs#ginny#blizz#olien#zya#anxi's ocs#dragon ball#dragon ball z#dragon ball super#dragon ball ocs#ocs#theyre my new scrunkles#i hope you all enjoy them
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SWTOR Secret Santa 2023
This is for @levedor-legacy for the SWTOR Secret Santa 2023 – thank you @frauleiiin for running this!
Here’s a Life Day story starring “a deadly can of Arizona Iced Tea,” the Himbolorian himself, Orriel Devero.
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Orriel stared at the Galactic Trade Network.
…Math was hard.
Life Day was one of Orriel’s favorite holidays of the year. He knew it was expensive, so he made it point to pick up a few extra bounties. He even did some of the silly ones that really didn’t require a bounty hounter, but hey, if they were willing pay to see him get mauled by an agitated loth cat stuck in a tree, Orriel would do it.
He went to scratch his head, but then he remembered that he still had his helmet on – always did on Vaiken. The problem was the Life Day sales. Were they really sales? Or had the prices been jacked up a few weeks before and now there was a ‘sale’? Orriel wasn’t a genius, but he was streetwise enough to know a few tricks people used to boost sales.
Sale or not, credits came in on the regular – Orriel was a damn good bounty hunter. Hell, he was the Grand Champion of the Great Hunt. That said, Gault was the one who tracked the credits and investments, and Mako made sure all those credits continued to exist for Orriel – not Gault.
Somehow, though, whenever Life Day rolled around, Orriel felt uneasy about whether he’d have enough. Anxiety wasn’t his thing but… he wanted to get it right for everyone.
…well, almost everyone. Orriel still wasn’t sure what to do about the newest crewmember. It probably hadn’t been the best idea to pick up a new crewmember from Belsavis, the Pub’s secret prison planet. At the time, Orriel had needed a hand, and he never really knew how to end a contract with someone…
Ok, so he did, but that was going to be a mess for 2V to clean up, and even droids deserved Life Day. And Skadge seemed like one of those guys that would always turn up again, even if he was dumped on an abandoned asteroid. Fortunately, he kept mostly to himself underdecks. He had little interest in the other members of the crew.
It wasn’t just the new crewmember that had Orriel worried about the finances for Life Day gifts. There was Mako.
…she was his best gal. His only gal, if he was really honest. He wanted to get something special, but… whenever he looked at the ads for rings and stuff like that, none of the women were like Mako. They didn’t have dirt and oil under their nails, and they definitely didn’t seem to know their way around a blaster or a kolto probe. In the type of work they did, a ring that could get dented, broken, or have the stone fall out was no good. Or it could get stuck on her finger and have to be chopped off – Mandos liked women with scars and battle wounds, but Orriel was pretty sure Mako wanted to keep all of her fingers, regardless of how hot he thought it was.
A group gift from the entire crew was considered, to play it safe… but Orriel wanted it to be from him – just him. Advice for personal gifts to girls was also not probably going to be found on-ship; the only person he knew that had a girlfriend in the past was Gault, and that apparently didn’t end well for her.
“Orriel! Su'cuy, vod!” Orriel turned at Torian’s greeting.
“You got everything you needed?” Orriel asked.
“Had a plan. Carried it out. Easy enough,” Torian replied.
“Ori’jate.” Orriel eyed the GTN kiosk. “…did you get a gift for everyone?”
“Yeah. Having trouble?”
Orriel nodded. “No idea what to get for someone who makes the ship run. How do you express how much you appreciate them?”
Torian sagely nodded. Then he told him, “Explosives.”
Orriel stared at Torian. “Seriously?”
“Don’t overcomplicate things,” Torian advised him. “I know we buy Blizz ordinance weekly, but sometimes ‘more’ of a person’s favorite things is exactly what they want.”
Oh. Orriel touched his hand to his helmet. “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Then he stopped, and slowly, surely, he had a thought. “Torian, did we keep the scraps around from when we recast my helmet?”
“Think so. Have to check the cargo bay.”
“Great. Grab a crate of iced tea from the station cantina, and I’ll meet you back at the ship.”
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Somehow, accidentally, Skadge was left at Vaiken. Somehow, for unknown reasons, none of his messages were getting through the main comm boards.
Blizz told Orriel that he’d fix it … after Life Day. “Blizz need to fix engine room. New guy messy. No system!” Orriel had been completely unaware of any system of organization created by Blizz, but he took the little guy’s word for it.
Torian had been right; Blizz just wanted more explosives, and he was happy as a droid in an oil bath. “Thanks, Boss!”
Gault, as usual, had printed “GIFT CARDS OR CREDITS” across the top of his LIFE DAY GIFT LIST. He had plastered numerous copies of the list to the interior of the windshield of the Mantis, so Orriel would get the hint this year. He did.
Torian’s gift was one that that Orriel took some pride in. He’d managed to source some spare parts for Torian’s antique techstaff; it’d been passed down on his mother’s side for centuries. Techstaffs themselves hadn’t evolved very much, but that particular model had been discontinued way, way before Torian was born. Orriel knew a guy who knew a guy, and the well-packaged crate had arrived well ahead of Life Day.
Torian hadn’t said much – never did. But Orriel didn’t miss how those blue eyes sparkled at the sight of the parts and then how quickly he’d disappeared off to the ship’s worktable.
Orriel smiled at the small pile of gifts on the dashboard. He wasn’t that hard to shop for: give him gas canisters and cartridges, a vibroknife, and explosives, and he was happy.
That said, Mako had done the best: she got him a new weapons rack that latched into both of his closet doors. When the door was opened, it expanded out to its full size, but when the door closed, it got all nice and compact. Mako was the absolute best.
And when the chrono clicked over and Gault came up to the cockpit, it was time for Mako to get her gift.
Gault clapped his shoulder. “Go get ‘em, tiger.”
Orriel gave Gault a quizzical look, then he headed below to the crew quarters. Mako, being the only girl on the ship, got her own little partition, and that’s where he found her, scrolling through the Holonet on her datapad. She immediately looked up when Orriel leaned in her doorway and gave him a smile. “Hey.”
“Thanks for weapons rack. How’d you get it in there?”
Mako got up from her bunk and walked past him into the hallway. “Blizz says we need to do duct maintenance. Really dusty in there, and the last thing you want is any mouse – droid or otherwise – nesting in there.” Mako tossed a teasing grin over her shoulder as she made her way toward the big viewport.
“Blizz is awesome,” Orriel said, as he followed her. “He seemed really, really happy with all the ordnance.”
“I don’t want to hear it when one of you blows your hand off.” Mako rolled her eyes, but he knew she was teasing him.
And that was his opening. “Yeah, and see, that’s why I didn’t get you a ring. Hand blown off, no more ring!”
Mako looked at him as if he was nuts.
“You’d still be cute, but I didn’t want you risk losing anything because of our line of work – statistically more likely to get injure—” Orriel trailed off at she continued to stare at him like he'd grown a tail.
Ok, probably not the best idea to talk about casualty statistics with her on Life Day right before giving her a present. “But I still want to give you something you can wear, all the time.” He tapped his armor’s chest pocket, and the hydraulics hissed open. “So I’m always with you.”
Her face immediately went soft at those words.
Carefully, Orriel fished the chain out of his pocket. He held it up to dangle between him and Mako. The ring threaded upon it spun and reflected the light of some nearby sun shining through the viewport.
Mako stepped forward, her eyes large, to gently cup the bottom of the chain in her hand, letting Orriel hang onto it for now. “It….it’s green. And the ring– pink –” She stared at it a moment longer. “It’s from your armor?” she whispered.
Orriel nodded, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand, ruffling up his red hair. “When Torian and I recast my helmet, we saved the scraps and the shavings for patches, but then…you.” He rested his hand on the back of his neck for a few moments before gesturing toward her. I—Listen, I don’t know how you feel about the big, big long term – but you should know –”
“Shut up” was the only warning Orriel had before Mako pounced on him, sending the armored figure clattering to the floor, still valiantly holding up the necklace –
Which was soon snatched away and quickly worn.
It was a most excellent Life Day.
#swtor#swtor secret santa 2023#oc: orriel devero#levedor legacy#bounty hunter oc#torian cadera#mako#blizz
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where are all my swtor x reader fics at
i checked ao3, it’s a desert
please im desperate
#swtor#starwars#starwarstheoldrepublic#imperial agent#imperial#sith#sith warrior#sith inquisitor#vector hyllus#torian cadera#malavai quinn#gault rennow#vette#blizz#cartelcoins#cipher 9#kira carsen#doc#darth jadus#darth marr#thana vesh#kaliyo djannis#doctor lokin#killik#fluff#angst
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me and my loves @blizzb3ar @profesorreject
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Meet the drawing that corrupted and decided to make my life terrible for a few hours
#the first couple of days on earth blizz was NOT having it#don’t ask me where they are right now#but#it’s nighttime#because it’s cooler#i’m so tired#invader zim#iz#iz oc#irken oc#art#blizz#aisah#syl
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I am incredibly tired and yet still felt the urge to be creative. This is the result.
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Name: Blizzard Mewl (Blizz)
Birthday: January 4th, 1932 (A year older than Siphi)
Personality: He’s cocky, but also a nice guy. Like he’s full of himself, but he would absolutely defend you and be there for you. (kinda like Sonic?) He is wild though, and can often be too much for people.
Occupation: He works at a cafe across from Siphi’s library. (Where Rooty worked while still training)
Relationships: He met Siphi because she got a coffee at the cafe one morning before heading to open the library. He immediately wanted to get to know her, and made quite a nuisance of himself by asking questions that early in the morning. He obviously meant no harm, but Siphi kinda stopped him and told him to come to the library later if he wants to talk that bad.
As mentioned, he does know Rooty as a friendly co-worker. That being said, it's awkward when he finds out she and Siphi are sister-in-laws. Rooty knows his weird quirks and can tell Siphi, and that scares him. (Not because they’re bad, but because they’re embarrassing. He doesn’t want his crush to know he yowls when surprised or that when he’s angry, he fluffs up.)
Siphi’s sisters are fine with Blizzard, and so are her brothers. However, Cuphead and Mugman are much more aggressively protective-
Tea is fine with him, and thinks he’s charming, but does still keep her eye on him since he’s so wild. Joe on the other hand HATES him at first. He only loosens his judgment on Blizzard when he sees how happy he makes Siphi. He still doesn’t let his guard down though- Oh, and Blizz is 100% terrified of Joe. He knows that he could snap him in half if he wanted to.
Future: He would like to settle down- after having some fun in the world first of course. He’d want to be a dad some day, but he wants to make sure he’s ready for that first. Wants to get the young energy out of himself first.
Talents: Excellent cook! Nowhere near as good as his future mother-in-law’s talent, but he would like to be up there some day
(BLIZZARD IS OPEN FOR ASKS FOR THE FUTURE PART OF THE AU)
#kitchen utensil family#the kitchen utensil family#Blizzard Mewl#siphixblizzard#blizzardxsiphi#blizz#blizzard
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Blizz: They just started avoiding me one day! But all my friends do that after a while, so I don't blame them! :D
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I just kinda loved how Blizz calls Torian my “love-love Torian” 🤣
#torian cadera#blizz#bounty hunter#darklighter legacy#swtor#star wars the old republic#star wars#dialogue
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