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impassociate · 3 days

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What it must have been like being their friend.

#helluva boss #fizzeroli #blitzø #barbie wire #meme

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lapinelantern · 1 month

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Fizzarozzie sketching (with my Asmodeus redesign)

#my art #lapine lantern #character design #helluva fizzarolli #helluva boss #fizzeroli #fizzarozzie #fizzozzie #helluva boss asmodeus #evans hellaverse redesign series

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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 3 months

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Yo, people, it genuinely didn't occur to me that people wouldn't know what Bliztø, Fizz, and Barbie's forehead marks are.

Guys, they're imps. In hell. They have a mark on their forehead that won't come off (to the point that not even scar tissue or make-up will cover it, Fizz hides his with a hat and Barbie puts tape on her's)

It's the mark of the beast. You know, the mark that indicates that you are one of Satan's chosen?

It's literally a goat skull with horns. Which is how Satan is depicted in this canon (yeah, Lucy and Satan are different people in this lore)

Anyway, that's super interesting to me cause Helluva Boss focuses a lot on classism and the class hierarchy of hell and uhhhhhhhhhh... This very much flips the script for Blitzø and Fizz in that regard.

"And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads"

As you read above, the mark of the beast doesn't give a fuck about class systems. It's just kinda permanently branded onto you, either on your right hand or your forehead. So, even though Bliztø isn't a blue blood, he has no fame or fortune, he was born at the bottom of the social hierarchy, ect, he's still capable of being important/doing important things.

For example:

"And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name."

Yeah, so, basically Bliztø, Barbie and Fizz have an immense amount of power as they are the only ones capable of doing any kind of business, at all, at the end of the world. Aka, the antichrist is born? Well, guess what. The entire economy of hell falls and suddenly a handful of imps are the ones in control of EVERYTHING.

I just think this is neat because it balances the power dynamics with Stolas and Lust.

#i saw a theory that it was a brand from lust and i was like ???#and then it occurred to me that not everyone had to read the book of revelations by age 8 and knows all the signs of the apocalypse #so #uhhhhh. yeah. i guess that isn't obvious to everyone else huh? i mean its why Blitzø Barbie and Fizz are double the height #of all the other imps. and why the cowboy dude called Bliztø 'superior' to Millie and Moxie #helluva boss #blitzo #fizzeroli #barbie wire

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smashleyart · 4 months

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i really like the gay clown

#helluva boss #fizzeroli #vivzieverse #vivziepop #fanart #sketches #clown

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macaluso-art · 5 months

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Dinner with the new boss

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#helluva boss #mammon #helluva boss mammon #fizz #fizzeroli #helluva boss fanart

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fruity-phrog · 6 months

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You guys don't even understand how unwell I am about this scene. You don't even know.

#cedar crap #helluva boss #fizzeroli #mammon's magnificent musical #it was so cute I'm dying

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itsyagurlchip · 23 days

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٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰Funky Thoughts٠ ˚ ※ ๋࣭ ᯓ⚝ ⋆ .˚✰

✰⋆⁺warnings: cussing(!) polyamory(!) heavy angst(!) fluff/comfort(!) gn but masc reader(!) reader is tism and sheep coded (!) panic attack(!) uncontrollable suffocation(!) naked but not sexually (!)

✰⋆⁺Shhh not a vent. I just needed something sad. not a vent..i made a playlist for this btw! Again, for those who haven't read my other oneshot, Lovebug is Fizzaroli and Dizzy is Asmodeus. I wanted to give you guys a taste of what it's like to have hair like mines!! I hope you all enjoy<33

✰⋆⁺ Sometimes you don't feel the best. And that's okay, because your favorite two demons are on the way!

'Maybe you should've just kept your mouth shut.'

I thought to myself.

'They're lucky I'm not mentally unstable. I would've torn their fucking faces off.'

I cried silently as I ripped my suit off, throwing it harshly against the pink carpet. I bleated in anger. or was it sadness? Pure animosity for those ignorant, selfish, egotistical, unprofessional little shits started to cloud my mind.

pressure, pressure, pressure.

I swiped away my tears and stomped to the luxurious bathroom. My hooves made hostile clacks across the tile of the flooring, my puffy tail twitching in agitation.

pressure pressure pressure

I grabbed my essentials, a face towel and a body towel, as well as a few candles. I grab the lighter, but my hands are too shaky to use it. I slam it to the ground as the fluid pours against the smashed glass.

pressure pressure pressure

I looked at myself in the giant mirror. How tired my cheekbones looked, the way my fur desperately begged to be taken care of. But worst of all, was my eyes.

I looked so tired. So hopeless, so broken. Why are you letting them do this to you? You don't have to take this? It's not the only job, you deserve better.

That mask was cracking.

snap!

Something inside of me broke. I just couldn't look away from those sad eyes. Next thing i new, I was sobbing. hard.

I couldn't even conceal my noises, because if i did, I would simply be suffocating myself. My head was pounding, my tears falling faster (pretty sure they made a small puddle, how pathetic).

All the while, I still couldn't look away from those things. Those damned pupils. That thing looking at me in the mirror wasn't me. No, it couldn't be. It was too pitiful. Too weak.

My breathing quickened, my body wasn't listening to my thoughts. As of my brain disconnected from reality, I started to shake. Why cant i breathe?

My head was spinning, all of my hidden problems were choking me straight at the throat. Consciously, i knew I was fine. Yet, my body couldn't help but react in such a way to something as small as thoughts.

Disgusting. How miserable. You cant even hold yourself together. How would Dizzy and Lovebug react?

And as soon as I thought that, I heard the door burst open. A smooth voice to still my shaking, cooling metal to chill my burning skin. I still couldn't breath, and streams were still pooling my eyes.

Now i was being rocked slowly, scratchy humming as well as sniffles in between was bringing me to reality.

Just as my eyes were about to roll to the back of my head, my lungs finally registered my plead to breath. I took in as much air in as i could, sputtering and coughing ever so then.

I was able to see through those dreadful dewdrops, I could finally see the two people who give their love to me. After blinking a few times, I could feel that the tears had reached my skin, and were rapidly drying.

"Are you okay now buggabear?" Asmodeus whispered softly, as if his voice would disturb the silence I've created. Too bad his voice is more of a subduing melody. His eyelights looked down upon me in concern, as well as empathy.

I could only nod sheepishly, which is ironic...

Fizzaroli had his arms fully coiled around my fluff, from chest to waist. His eyes were slightly red, with his head stuffed into my neck.

"Don't scare me like that again!" He glared tearfully. "I couldn't tell if you were gasping for air or choking yourself out." He pouted, despite knowing it was out of your control. I chuckled in self depreciation.

I had only now noticed that Dizzy was in his smaller form, carefully floating his hands over my face. I meekly nodded again, and the softness of him and his love reached my cheeks.

"Oh Froggie..." Dizzy sighed, looking down at Fizzy, picked up the two of us. He looked over towards the tub and the broken lighter- or what used to be of it. Now it was tiny shards covered in chemicals, threatening to stab us if we dared placed our feet upon them.

I seemed to remember that i didn't have any clothes on previous as Asmodeus observed the knocked over candles around the tub rim.

"Would you still like to take a bath? Or is that too much for right now?" He asked, shuffling to balance and step over the shards.

"yes... yes please." I replied. I didn't wanna use my voice much. Lovebug unwrapped himself from me, and sat at the end of the tub. He turned the knobs, mixing and spilling in liquid soap for perfect satisfaction.

The bubbles floated upwards in heart shapes, popping when they reached the warm air above.

"Would you like us to stay?" Asmodeus asked.

As I consented, he lowered me into the tub. My wool instantly started soaking up water, bringing it down a few levels.

Soon enough after untensing a bit, Dizzy took my shoulders from behind and massaged them deeply. I couldn't help but relax and let out a few 'mehs' in delight. His fingers ran through the locs and strands of it all, untangling them to some extent.

Looking over, my heavy soaked wool making it hard to move, I looked over at Lovebug, who had a bottle of coconut and shea butter scented soap.

"Y-you guys do know you really don't have to do this for m-me, right?"I spoke, turning back to the bath wall. I then shiver as i fell a plop of thick liquid being moisturized into my head.

"Of course!/We want to though" They both say at the same time, turning to each other then laughing. The continue to scratch at my scalp and push deeply into my shoulders, forcing my tense muscles to ease up immediately.

"We want to take care of you, especially because you're stressed right now." Asdmodeus starts. "But also being our partner means being an extension of ourselves, we have to tend to ourselves after all?"

"Plus, buggabear, you'll get all stinky and sad- we dont wanna leave you like that!" Fizzaroli jested, poking at the top of your head with gloves. "What kind of partners would we be if we didn't do the the bare minimum of taking care of you?" He finished.

I smiled at my partners' words, chuckling at the 'stinky and sad' part.

Having someone to care for me meant a lot for my healing soul. No one ever, not even in the land of living, has someone ever taken care of me like this. Not even myself.

With such love, such delicacy in a way that didn't make you feel small. These two were the change you really really needed.

You were glad you had some form of escape from those funky thoughts.

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#yagurlchip❤️#yagurl writes #helluva boss #fizzeroli #asmodeus #fizzmodeus #fizzmodeus x reader #helluva boss x reader #angst #comfort #romantic hcs #romantic #asmodeus x reader #fizzarolli x reader #fizzarozzie #fizzarozzie x reader

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viktheviking1 · 6 months

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FizzxBlitzø

Warning, implied sexual content

Stumbling out of the bar came Blitz and Fizz had their arms around each other together as they made their way over to Blitz’s van, tipsy and trying to steady themselves.

“And then I said, ‘What family?’”Blitz said and they both cry-laughed together.

“You absolute little sh*t.” Fizz laughed, “And you said you weren’t a comedian anymore.”

“Yeah, well, it’s a special brand of humor I suppose. Only us circus f**kers really get it.”

“Buckzo would be so ashamed.” Fizz snorted.

Blitz guffawed, “Good!”

Fizz caught his breath and turned to Blitz, "You know, I haven't had such a good time since Ozzie took me to a rock concert with 8 dozen cans of silly string." He wiped a happy tear from his eye, "We should do this again sometime."

Blitz couldn't believe what he was hearing. Only one thing could make this better. He looked around and saw the street was entirely devoid of people.

Too drunk to think clearly, he smirked and pinned Fizz against the side of the van, "Ya know, the night doesn't have to end here. I could take you back to my place, or we could go to yours? I wouldn't mind some quality time with you and the Misses."

Fizzarolli felt a tail curl around his inner thigh, "I- uh- . . ."

"Come on, Fizzy~" Blitz cooed in his ear, "Show me some of what you've learned in the lust ring."

Fizz swallowed and tried not to shudder as he felt Blitz's tongue on his neck, "I'm not sure if-"

Blitz slid his tongue across Fizzarolli's sharp teeth. He felt Fizz melt in his hands and he loosened his grip on the jester's wrists. Fizz's metal arms wrapped around Blitz, pulling him in. Blitz let his hands wander; one found its way to Fizzy's lower back while the other held his chin. He pulled back a little, and looked into Fizzy's eyes. They both stared deeply into each other, intoxicated by the nostalgic scent of an old friend, and the taste of old feelings on their tongues.

"I've missed you so much." Blitz finally let himself say.

"Yeah," Fizz interlocked his mechanical fingers with Blitz's and smiled, "Me too."

Fizz leaned in and kissed him again. Back still against the van, He wrapped his legs around Blitz, bringing him closer, and felt something there. He pulled away again, smirking, "Oh~ Hey there big mannn -ngh!"

As he spoke, Blitz pressed his hips harder against him, "Heh. Right back atcha."

They fell back into a kiss and Fizz undid the tangle of his legs to stand up on his own again and before Blitz knew it, he was the one against the van. Fizz pressed his body against Blitz, feeling the tension of his abs, the heaviness of his breathing, the heat of his skin. He bit into his lip just enough to draw blood, and Blitz drank it in like it was cheap whiskey. Oh, f**k yes. Fizz let his tail slithered up Blitz's shirt and soon one was in his pants.

He then broke the seal of their lips and began nibbling on his neck, a small part of his brain thinking about how they would need to go somewhere more private and soon. Blitz caught his breath as he held him close, clutching onto Fizzy's shirt. His other hand wandered up to Fizzy's horns.

A hot, burning pain filled his mind; a scorching memory, the smell of burning flesh. Blitz pushed Fizz as hard as he could off of him.

Fizzarolli stumbled backward, barely catching himself, "Wha-? What? Why- oh. Oh. Oh, f**k!" He grabbed his horns, flattening the jester hat, where they ended.

They both stared at each other, stunned and unsure what to do.

"I, um- I'm sorry, let's-" Blitz stepped forward and began reaching for Fizz's face again.

"I need to go." Fizzarolli turned and began walking towards his limo, a couple cars down.

Blitz followed, "Wait, no! Fizzy!"

"Don't call me that!" Fizz wrapped his arms around himself as he walked.

"Hey! Lover tits! Date time's over. Take me home." Fizz shouted at the two hellhounds who just so happened to be making out against the side of the limo. The one against the limo growled, while the other giggled.

"I'm sorry, Fizz. Let me make it up to you." Blitz grabbed his hand, and tugged it towards him, but instead of bringing fizz closer, the metal arm extended.

Fizz watched the surprise on Blitz's face, and gave a big sigh, "There are reasons why I was hesitant to start; reasons why we could never work, Blitz. Why can't you be satisfied with what we have now? What we finally have back after all those years?!"

"Because I love you, Fizz!" Blitz was crying; he couldn't lose him again, "I've always loved you."

"No, Blitz you don't. You don't even know me." Fizz contracted his hand back and looked at it sadly, "You love the me from before. You love the life we had before."

Fizz gestured to himself, "I have accepted what's happened to me. I have made a life for myself-"

"So have I!" Blitz stepped closer.

"No, all you have created is a nice little distraction for yourself." Fizz jabbed a prosthetic finger at him, "Just something to take your mind off the pain; to stop the never ending spiral. But I've gotten out of it. I've found someone who accepts me for who and what I am. All the parts of me that are and aren't there, and I've accepted reality head on. I am better because of the pin I've gone through, and I've healed all the parts of me that needed healing."

Blitz watched as one of the Hellhounds opened the door of the limo for Fizz, "That's why we won't work. That's why none of your relationships ever work. Not with me, not with Verosika, and definitely not with the Prince. Because you are still broken; stuck in the past. You might be more broken than I ever was."

Blitz could only stare, hurt and confused.

Fizz got into the limo, "Take me to Ozzie."

Blitz watched the limo pull out of the parking lot, and drive away. He stood alone on the street, crying silently.

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southpark-art · 8 months

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Lost all 4 limbs like Fizz…

Burnt right eye like Blitzø…

COINCIDENCE??!

(I’ve already seen the new episode over 5 times)

#helluva boss #helluva blitzo #blitzø #blitzo #helluva boss blitzo #helluva fizzarolli #robo fizz #fizzeroli #forshadowing

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stardust-andwine · 8 months

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You know Ozzy and Fizz are the type to casually chill together while doing completely unrelated things. Oz lovingly caressing whatever part of Fizz he can reach before trying to continue whatever he's doing but Fizz kicks his feet in protest until the hand is back tell me I'm wrong

#im not wrong #fizzeroli x ozmodeus #helluva boss #fizz x ozzie #s2 e6 healed me #fizzeroli #HB

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corpusdiem-seizethedead · 2 months

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Jack: What the fuck, Race! How is someone this flexible this useless in combat?

Race: I’m a newsie! I sing, I dance, I sell papes that I don’t actually read- I don’t do danger!