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infrequent-creator · 6 months
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DAY 22: Tail
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DAY 22: Tail
((I love young blitz with his braces so cuuute))
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fanficsandfluff · 23 days
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Ditto, too new for any real headcanons, just enjoying the absolute flood of content. Also please enjoy the Blitzo pic on Twitter that made me go feral (you'll have to add the Twitter URL start as IG won't let me post links anonymously): The_Daringstars/status/1348761821054988288 - AnonEmu
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FOR THOSE OF US WONDERING!!!
Anon!Emu supremacy forever <333
ty for sharing! I definitely was roped into the fandoms from all the amazing tickle content that's been coming out, so here we are now!
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flames-tstuff · 10 months
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Here's the event request for Blitz & Hearth! This ended up being soooo fun! <3 I need to see more of these two around!
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gaybananabread · 2 years
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Nightmare
I rewatched some epidoes and got the idea for this.
Ler: Stolas
Lee: Blitz
Summary: Blitz wakes up after a nightmare, and Stolas has an idea to cheer him up.
Warnings: mentions of sex (gotta expect that), swearing (duh). This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!
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You'll never have true friends. You'll never find true love. Remember Striker? You can't even tell who's a friend and who wants to hurt the people you're closest to.Your employees all hate you. Luna can't even bare to spend 10 minutes with you unless she has her phone to ignore you with. YOU WILL DIE COLD AND ALONE!
Blitz shot up, panting, tears streaming down his face. Stolas was above him, staring down with a concerned look on his face. He'd had another nightmare, and apparently woke Stolas up at some point. God damnit.
He turned away from the bird, curling into a ball. This was the first night he had one with Stolas around. He had come to return the book, had sex with Stolas, and fallen asleep. Shit, he didn't want that damn owl to see him like this. He looked weak.
"Blitz, are you alright?" He just grunted, still trying to dry his face. Damn nightmares, damn book, damn Stolas. Why the fuck did he have one tonight of all nights.
Stolas went over to hug him, brushing his feathery arms on his sides. He didn't expect the sound Blitz made. It was between a snort and a yelp.
"Was that a-" "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!" The imp started squirming and struggling to get out of his grip. "But I fucking do." He started fluttering his fingers in Blitz's sides, and he tried his fucking best not to laugh.
"Come on now, Blitzy. You know you want to laugh, just let it out. I want to hear it, my little imp." Fuck, he was making this hard. When he reached a rib, the dam broke, and loud belly laughter rang out through the room.
"FUHUHUHUHUCK! STOHOHOHOLAHAS NOHOHOHOHO! YOU AHAHAHASS!" He was flopping around, smacking at Stolas's hands. There was only one thought in the bird's head: He is so fucking cute!
Stolas let his hands wander upwards, landing on his ribs. Blitz laughed harder, clawed at his hands and thrashed around. "SHIHIHIHIHIHIT! LEHEHEHET MEHE GOHOHOHO YOUHU DIHIHIHIHICK!"
The bird boy only stayed there a second or two, going back to gentle fluttering on his sides. "You know, you have an adorable laugh." Blitz blushed, though you could really only see it on the white side of his face. "SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP, BIHIHIRD DICK!"
Stolas scoffed, grabbing Blitz's arms and pulling them over his head. "I'll show you a dick." Since he was about to die, Blitz might as well go out a smart-ass. "Youhu already dihihid." Instead of just one one hand, Stolas used his magic to hold up the imp's arms and dug in with both.
"WAHAHAHAIT FUHUHUHUCK IHIHIHI'M SAHAHAHARRY!" He pulled as hard as he could to get his arms down, but they were frozen in place. Not being able to move them somehow made it worse.
"I didn't expect that much of a reaction, Blitzy! You really are tickilish!" When he said 'ticklish', Blitz laughed even harder, squealing a little. "What, ticklish? Does that make it tickle more? Tickley, tickle, ticklish Blitzy!" A loud snort came out through his laughter.
"Was that a snort? That was adorable! Do it again, my ticklish little imp!" Fucking bird! "OHOHOHO MYHEHEHE GOHOHO*snort*OHOD! STAHAHAHAP! STOHOHOHOLAHAS! *snort* SHIHIHIHIHIT!" Blitz kept twisting and tugging, but he couldn't move his arms even a little bit. Stolas was trying to kill him!
The owl man slowed a bit, tracing gently down his sides. "You have two choices. It's either your tail next or your horns. I'm dying to try either of them." They were both shit choices. He had no idea which would be worse. He didn't really want Stolas to mess with his head, so tail it is."Thehehe tahail."
"Excellent choice! Let's get you turned around here." Blitz felt something lift him off the bed and lay him on his stomach, Stolas sitting on his back facing his legs. At least he could wiggle a little bit this time. "3, 2, 1..... GO!"
"HahaHAHAHAHO SHIHIHIHIT! FUHUHUHUCK NO NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! *snort* STOHOHOLAHAS! DAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIHIT!" Stolas was scratching at the base of his tail, and fuck it tickled! He squirmed and pushed, but he couldn't do anything about his situation. He was screwed.
"Oh my! I'm barely even touching you, and you're laughing this hard! It must tickle very much!" Blitz pounded his claws on the mattress, trying anything to ease the ticklish shocks flowing throughout his body. It didn't do anything, though.
Tears of mirth streamed down the imp's face, which was a red, blushing mess. "PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! NOHOHO*snort*HO! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! MOHOHOHOHOVE!" Stolas smirked. "If I move, I'm going to your horns, Blitzy. You still want me to?" He nodded his head frantically. "YEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEAHSE MOHOHOHOHOVE!"
Stolas turned around so he could reach his head, re-pining Blitz's hands under his knees. He stared to pinch at the skin around his horns, pulling bubbly laughter from the poor demon below him. "STohohoHOLAHAS! NohoHOhoho! QuIHIHIT ihihit!"
Stolas thought that laughter was fucking adorable. "You are so adorable, Blitzy. I should tickle you more often, yes?" Blitz shook his head as hard as he could. "NOHOHOHOhoho!" "We'll agree to disagree."
Tickling this cute little imp would outweigh watching demonic soap operas any day. He got to see Blitz so happy, carefree, and cute. He would definitely ask about the nightmares later, but for now, he would focus on this moment.
"I'm going to do one last thing, Blitzy. Then we'll be done. Sound good?" "YeheHEHES! JUHUhust gehet it OHOHOVER WIHIHITH!" Stolas flipped his over onto his back, and what he saw made his heart do backflips. Blitz was blushing like a tomato, tears of mirth on his face. His smile was so big it could spit his head in half.
Back to the matter at hand. He leaned down and began to nibble at the smaller demon's belly button. Blitz cackled. "NAHAHA! AHAHAHASSHOHOHOLE!" He thrashed around and pushed at Stolas's head, which honestly only made the little nibbles tickle more.
After two or three minutes, he stopped. The blue bird climbed off of him, going to get a glass of water. He came back and gave it to the panting imp, who gulped it down in seconds.
"Youhuh're an ahasshahat, Stoholas." This earned him a sharp poke to the side, making a stream of little giggles pour out. Him and Stolas sad there on the bed together, just listening to eachother breath.
Blitz had completely forgotten about his nightmare.
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lopsicle · 7 months
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Catching Up
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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!’
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ashaleeleedagurl · 5 months
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Performance Stress
Ler: Blitz
Lee: Fizzarolli
Summary: Asmodeus needed to go talk to someone, and Fizz is having second thoughts on the competition
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Welp... It's the final round, and Fizzarolli is in his dressing room as Glitz and Glam perform their song, until there was a knock at Fizz's door.
"Hello, just coming to check the jester" Blitz said as he leaned on the doorway. He saw Fizzarolli hyperventilating and went over to check on him.
"Hey, Fizz, you good?" He asked, hint of some concern in his voice.
Fizzarolli nodded and tried to wipe some tears that were running down his face. "Yep, all good!" Fizzarolli immediately said.
Blitz was skeptical, "Are you sure?"
"Yep!"
"Positive?"
"Absolutely!"
Blitz sighed and walked over to the jester, who was trying to hold back tears, gently hugging him and trying to comfort him.
Fizzarolli's tail wrapped around both him and Blitz as he softly hyperventilated.
Blitz then moved his hand to Fizz's side, making him freeze in place.
Blitz was confused, to say the least, "What's wrong?" He asked as he looked where his hand was at, which he gently moved his fingers on Fizzarolli's sides.
"Blihihihizhz! Thahahat tihihckles!" Fizzarolli yelled, squirming, and trying to move away.
"Well, duh! That's what's supposed to happen!" Blitz said as one of his hands tickled Fizz's tail, leaving the jester in hysterical laughter.
Blitz stopped after a few minutes, just before Glitz and Glam finished their song. He helped his friend up and gently patted his head.
"You goofball"
"Duhuhumbahahass.."
Asmodeus came back to Blitz helping Fizz get up on the floor, "What happened when I was gone?"
They never answered.
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fizziepopangel · 10 months
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Hard to Love?
"Sometimes I don't know why you stay with me....
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I'm hard to love,
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hard to love,
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I don't make it easy,
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and I couldn't do it if I stood where you stood...."
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maya-yaya · 8 months
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Just some side by side comparisons and emotion variations of Mei and her red panda in Disney Emoji Blitz
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18catsreading · 2 days
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Oh god Sam's attack on the bloppelgangers as a sinus rinse and salt water enema, and then reusing the water is just amazing. Amazing. Chef's kiss.
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narcissusbrokenmirror · 7 months
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Days ago saw a post about writing fanfic of your characters but being from where you live instead of the original country so you dont struggle with accurate portrayal. thinking of how amazing would be a brazilian jatp au.
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jixic · 11 months
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I promise i'm trying to look for prompts i just can not think of anything but ler stolas lee me rn
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kpoprhia · 1 year
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❥ Like or reblog if you save ✧ 🕺
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honedclaws · 2 years
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showing a scale of my leon’s retired charizard, for reference he’s about 6′3 (190 cm) and blitz is pushing over 9ft tall :)
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intellectures · 3 months
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Alice Walker ist eine der renommiertesten Schwarzen Autorinnen des 20. Jahrhunderts. Vor wenigen Tagen ist sie 80 Jahre alt geworden. In ihren Tagebüchern begegnet einem diese Lichtgestalt in all ihrer Ambivalenz.
Alice Walker ist eine der renommiertesten Schwarzen Autorinnen des 20. Jahrhunderts. Vor wenigen Tagen ist sie 80 Jahre alt geworden. In ihren Tagebüchern begegnet einem diese Lichtgestalt in all ihrer Ambivalenz. Continue reading Komplexe Aufzeichnungen
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fizziepopangel · 10 months
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"Hard 2 Love"
"I'm hard to love,
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hard to love,
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no I don't make it easy.....
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I don't deserve it but I love that you love me..."
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