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hideawayfairy · 7 months
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Now that Fizz and Blitzo seem to be on the path of making up, I need someone to do a redraw of this scene from The Owl House. Just change the grammar to be more in-character and have Fizz accidentally send Blitzo a pic of one of the quieves.
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its-ok-to-smile · 7 months
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Depressing Headcannon: What if before the accident; Fizz had Alex Brightman's normal voice. But the fire also damaged his vocal-chords.
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"He was very hot, and very, very dumb for not realizing that his stupid wolf boyfriend was a lunatic." - Jet-Vac, explaining Pop Fizz and Wolfgang's backstory in 'Pop Rocks'
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izziegs · 14 days
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I think some of y'all are watching an entirely different show than the one I saw tbh
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creamecream · 7 months
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Helluva Boss sketches I drew after the newest episode.
An Anne.
Anne giving her husband a cheek smooch.
Fizz approves of the shirt choice, Macabre.
The long awaited ot3, BonBlitzStol.
Macabre and Bonnie belong to @abyssnighthawk
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shwarmii · 7 months
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i know Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel is considered cringe, and i definitely do think it stumbles a LOT— but im also on the opposite side of the tonal specteum with Still Am Reluctantly A Miraculous Ladybug Fan so i know i what i am about, alas. i just love the emotional bits and the scattered lore here and there way more than the comedy or gore myself. speakinG OF EMOTIONAL BITS THO...
did.. did they have to make me kin* Fizz? like. assholes, that'd be my disabled ass 100%, trying to be independent for my own self-esteem even though i just want to be taken care of/protected and not seen as a burden or be infantalized; "I'm sorry I got... a little bit messy."/"You don't need to apologize for getting banged up, babe!"; being encountered by my trigger and sometimes being able to hold it together and sometimes huddling into a ball to sob; the wardrobe being bright and fun and happy, hell, the lovecore clown/jester aesthetic, or, fuck, even the pajama shirts with a collar so open that my shoulder pops out/almost pops out; the problem isn't my disability but the challenges and pain and betrayal that came from it; "Don't worry, today I learned I hate going outside!"; the easy tears and hating asking for help even though you need it; "FUCK OFF, CAN'T YOU SEE WE ARE HAVING AN EMOTIONAL MOMENT"; the doubt about if someone really cares about you, even your partner, until theyre right in front of you; the emotional support pets (dont tell me the dog in a wheelchair is anything else, i will rebuke thee); the trying to play off being okay and glitching out/looking so bad it is obviously a lie— like, wHAT THE FUCK, JUST @ ME NEXT TIME, the only thing i couldnt relate to at all was the sex (hello, im yet another asexual who doesnt want to commit any sexual acts at all, hello, i know, so lovely to meet me) and the fact thAT I DON'T HAVE A KAIJU ROOSTER BOYFRIEND WHICH, UNLIKE THE SEX PART, I WOULD LIKE, HELLO, GIMME GIMME GIMME PLEASE AND THANKIES
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* : kin as in the Tiktok "omg theyre so me" way, not the Tumblr "i was this character in another life" way
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strangleetomz · 2 years
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Anticipation
Day 5 for lee tommy week! Almost done!
Link for the prompts: https://fizzthelee.tumblr.com/post/690344255616663552/ah-why-ello-there-what-is-this-a-lee-tommy-week
Lee!Tommy, Ler!Ranboo, CC’s
warnings: pinning, build-up, swearing
PLATONIC!! NO SHIPPING!! LEAVE IF YOU SHIP THESE TWO
Tommy would be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying this chase around Ranboo’s house. He had stolen Ranboo’s favorite hoodie, again, and Ranboo wasn’t very happy. (he wasn’t actually angry he just wanted to mess with Tommy)
Ranboo was right on Tommy’s tail. Tommy took a whole ass U-Turn, dodging Ranboo. Ranboo audibly groaned as he slowed to a stop to turn around.
“Take the L, bitch! HAHA!” Tommy let out his signature laugh before he began to run faster.
“Give me back my hoodie!” Ranboo yelled as he also began to run faster, almost faster than Tommy.
“I’d like to call it our hoodie!” Tommy retorted, a few giggles slipping after the sentence.
“I’m so gonna get you, Tommy!” A smirk formed on Ranboo’s face as he noticed Tommy slow down a bit.
“Try me, bihitch!” Tommy’s giggles only increased, and he tried his hardest to supress them. Tommy ran into Ranboo’s bedroom, shutting the door, and hiding under the bed. Ranboo entered the room seconds after.
“Oh, Tommy~! I’m gonna getcha~” Ranboo wanted to build up the anticipation, so he could really get Tommy.
Tommy had a hand covering his mouth to supress his giggling, and he was shaking from silent laughter.
“Come on, Tommy~ You know you want this. The same thing happens every time you take my things, but you still do this. Don’t think i haven’t caught on to the fact you just love being tickled until you are absolutely helpless, at my mercy~!” Ranboo teased. He knew exactly where Tommy was hiding, but he wanted to pretend he didn’t.
Tommy slapped his other hand ontop of the hand covering his mouth. He was not gonna give himself away!
“Still gonna be quiet, giggles? Don’t worry, I’ll find ya!” Ranboo exclaimed as he looked around the room for Tommy.
“Oh when I find you Tommy..” Ranboo spoke lowly as he continued his ‘search.’ “When I find you, I’m going to wreck you until you’re begging for mercy. I’m gonna start by wiggling my fingers on your neck and shoulders, and of course you’ll scrunch up your shoulders to try and stop the feeling, but it won’t work! You’ll only have trapped my tickly fingers, making the sensations so much worse~!”
Holy. Fuck.
Ranboo sat on the bed to continue talking.
“And then I’ll walk my fingers up and down you’re sides, I know it’s a bad spot for you. You fold at anyone simply touching them~!” Ranboo let out a giggle of his own, an evil one.
“Then I’ll make sure to start squeezing your sides to really get you laughing. I’ll make sure to count those ticklish ribs of yours as well~!” Tommy curled into a ball under the bed.
“Don’t think I forgot about your tummy! I’m gonna spider my fingers all around that little tum of yours, and I’ll make sure to hook my finger into your giggle button! You know, i’ve gotta get you squealing and shrieking too! You’re pretty lucky I don’t have neighbors, huh? They’d think someone’s gettin’ killed! Well, I guess technically you will be once I drill my thumbs into your hips,” Ranboo spoke so calmly, yet in the most teasing tone Tommy had ever heard. Holy fuck he was not messing around.
Ranboo got up from the bed, and he paused.
Please don’t look under here, please dont look under here.. Tommy thought to himself as his body shook in supressed laughter.
Ranboo then bent down and grabbed Tommy’s ankle. “Gotcha~!” He exclaimed. Tommy squealed as he was pulled out from under the bed and thrown onto the matress.
Ranboo immediately pinned him down, sitting on Tommy’s thighs and his hands underneath his knees.
“I’m gonna getcha, Toms~!” Ranboo exclaimed, wiggling his fingers at the blonde below him. And the dam broke. Tommy started giggling like mad at the sight of Ranboo’s wiggling fingers.
“Rahahan! Juhust goho alreheheady!” Tommy whined as Ranboo’s hands rested on his shoulders.
“Your wish is my command, big man!” Ranboo exclaimed, wiggling his fingers all on Tommy’s shoulders and neck, just like he said he would.
Tommy scrunched up his shoulders and squealed at the touch, “RahAHAnbohOHOHOO!”
“This isn’t that bad of a spot for you, the anticipation worked! Letsgooo!” Ranboo cheered as he switched to walking his fingers up and down Tommy’s sides, causing his laughter to raise an octave and start squirming.
“RAHAHAHAN! NAHAHA!” Tommy bucked his hips, nearly throwing Ranboo off.
“Jesus! You’re like a bull!” Ranboo shouted over Tommy’s laughter, squeezing up and down his sides. Tommy let out a loud, high-pitched squeal.
“RAHAHANBOHOHOO! IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!” Tommy yelled out, and Ranboo chuckled.
“That’s the point, Tommy!” He brought up one hand to boop his nose, and Tommy wrinkled his nose up in response.
Ranboo suddenly switched to scribbling his fingers all over Tommy’s tummy, and Tommy let out a shrieky squeal.
“AAHAHAH! RAHAHAN NOHOHO! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” Tommy thrashed and bucked wildly, Ranboo giggled at the reactions.
“tktktktktktk~! I’ve gotcha now, Toms! Tickle tickle~!” Ranboo teased, hooking his pointer finger into Tommy’s bellybutton, causing him to shriek.
“AAAHHA! RAHAHANBOHOHOO! PLEHEHEHEASEE!” Tommy screamed, desperately pulling at his hands but failing.
“Please what? Please continue to tickle you to pieces? Okay!” Ranboo drilled one thumb into Tommy’s hip, keeping his pointer finger in Tommy’s tum button while the rest of his fingers scratched at his torso. That was enough for Tommy.
“AHAHALRIHIHIGHT! OKAHAHAY!! EHEHENOHOHOUGH PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” Tommy’s voice was strained.
Ranboo stopped immediately, getting off of him and letting his hands go. Tommy curled into a ball, still giggling his heart out. Ranboo rubbed whatever of his torso that was exposed to help get rid of the ghost tickles.
“I’ll go get you some water, alright Toms?” Ranboo asked with a now sweet voice, and Tommy nodded.
When Ranboo came back with two bottles of water —one for him, one for Tommy— and some snacks, Tommy was sitting up on the bed, smile on his face and still blushing a bit.
“You alright, man?” Ranboo asked as he handed Tommy a water and set the snacks down on the bed. It was a genuine question.
“I’m alright, thank you Ran,” Tommy looked up at Ranboo as the taller teen sat down next to him.
“Movie?” Ranboo suggested, and Tommy nodded happily.
Ranboo put on their favorite movie to watch together, Monsters Inc. (its my favorite movie therefore it’s their favorite movie fuck off/lh) Ranboo wrapped his arm around Tommy.
“..Can i keep the hoodie?” Tommy asked, gesturing to Ranboo’s hoodie that he was still wearing.
“How about I let you have it for tonight and tomorrow?” Ranboo suggested.
“I’m alright with that. I’ll probably steal it again though,” Tommy muttered the last sentence but Ranboo still heard it.
“Then I’ll just wreck you again,” Ranboo said teasingly, wiggling his fingers on Tommy’s side with a smirk.
“Ahahahaye! Quihit!” Tommy giggled, lightly smacking Ranboo’s hand as a bright pink hue formed on his face, and Ranboo giggled with him.
“You lohove mehe,” Ranboo poked Tommy’s cheek, and Tommy giggled again. The two continued watching the movie in silence for about 5 minutes.
“Ranboo?” Tommy spoke up suddenly.
“Yeah, Toms?” Ranboo looked down at him with a smile.
“Soft tickles..?” Was all Tommy said, and Ranboo cooed outloud.
“Aww, Toms~ Of course, anything for you,” Ranboo said before lightly tracing circles, hearts, and stars into the side of Tommy’s stomach. Honeysweet giggles emitted from the blonde teen, and Ranboo just melted.
This continued until Tommy fell asleep, Ranboo falling asleep not long after. The two were definitely embarrassed when Aimsey, who was also staying at Ranboo’s, woke them up in the morning and showed them a picture of the two boys cuddling.
The Alliumduo were definitely going to wreck her later.
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ask-ii-drfizz · 26 days
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do you LOVE men . whats your type
I am going to have to ask you to stop and refrain from giving me ANY MORE questions about men.
I like men, however.
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hideawayfairy · 5 months
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Fizz: Oh, things have been great since I quit working for Mammon! I've only had to feed Ozzie one stalker this week.
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hazbincalifornia · 7 months
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Speaking of the mammon aus, the Breeder one... holy shit, realizing how easily Fizz and Blitz would figure out that the accident was an actual accident/they don't need to hate each other in a scenario where Blitz is basically locked in the palace for six months while he has to incubate a kid for them, and all three of them knowing they have to give him back to Mammon and he goes back to being treated like an object once it's over... it's rough.
Fizz probably went through a lot with the guy, but at least he's been able to gain a fair amount of autonomy in the years, Blitz is useful for his physical body and that's only for stuff that's physically (and emotionally) taxing on it. He's a complete emotional wreck once you scratch past the surface he keeps up appearances with/to cope, and if it turns out that Mammon had a hand in keeping them apart, both of them realize that they were being used in different ways.
Fizz wonders if he could have stopped this in some way if they'd been able to keep in contact... sometimes Blitz makes a joke and it's like his friend is back, but then sometimes he curls in on himself and just kind of dissociates for what seems like hours on end, and it's obvious he's been through A Lot. Ozzie probably tries to buy Blitz off Mammon permanently, but I doubt Mammon would give up that particular cash cow so easily, especially as he's already 'taken' Fizz.
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charsawdeath · 2 years
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Lion King this time where Simba is shown off to the Pridelands!
Even down to the forehead lick!!
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The one who inspired me to chugalug with this ship has a name for their baby, so there is that, mine is just ganna be it's own thing for now.
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Tiras – A name of Hebrew origin that means ‘desire and lust’.
If people actually LIKE him/or read this, let me know if I should add info for Tiras
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mmmatchasims · 2 years
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Primrose: I get it. I’m, um.. in the same boat. My mom left when I was eight. After that it was just me and my dad, and neither of us knew what to do without her. The whole town assumed she... Well, she had depression and anxiety, and a laundry list of other stuff. It wasn’t hard to imagine what they all thought happened. We never found her though, dead or alive, so really the truth of it isn’t all that important to me. She left us behind and never came back, end of story.
Cointreau: Rose... I-
Primrose: Don’t. I can’t stand any more pity. I’ve had my fill of it for the rest of my life, I think.
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Exim: *deadpan, with mild affection, holds up prototypes of both Ozzie and Fizz summer playmats, Office style*
Exim: look at both of my boys
Exim: my sluts
Exim: my sons
Fizz: *off camera* you can't just say "slut" and "son" in the same sentence——
Exim: my baby hoes
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i mean, come on, they're so cute, and they're both wearing old school onesie swimmers. like everybody shut up.
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fizzyorange-v2 · 1 year
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cried over opening a tin of tuna today. fun whacky dyspraxia hijinks.
also managed to burn my hand — once when pouring the pasta into the pot, twice when later straining the pasta — AND i cut open my wrist on the fucked up tin opening job i’d done on the tuna. like. it’s funny but also not because this is my life and my coordination isn’t getting any better ever 💀
it’s especially frustrating trying to explain my motor difficulties to others only to get back shit like “oh y’know i used to struggle using tin openers too” like fuck man! sorry to hear that! i don’t know how many times you sobbed over not being able to do a basic task! maybe you have also suffered! maybe making a simple meal also takes you twice as long and twice as much energy! but fucking please for one moment spare me some empathy and drop the invalidating lines! man ;-;
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fzrticv · 2 years
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“ Whats a king without a queen , hm ~”
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