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Fizzbean in the background, very rudely since he doesn't understand what's going on: "GOD NERFED HER OVARIES."

“Whoever nerfed her ovaries thank FUCK for that!!”

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“Don’t know what is going on. Maybe some jealous fucker trying to mess with the powerfull. Gotta send someone to find out who is sending these things. Make this worker talk who gave the package to him.”

Fizzarolli hands Mammon what looks like a regular greeting card. He's holding back his laughter as he says, "Hey, I gotcha something. Open it up!" $ @fizzbean​

OH this is rich. Mammon knows better than to accept anything from Fizzarolli since it could very well be a prank, but... What does he have to lose? Taking the card from the Jester, he turns the card from front and back as he lets out a soft hum. Brow raising, fingers begins to open the card rather slowly, “I wonder what you got me. Could it be.. money? A gift certificate? I do hope it’s not a prank. This would be a rather lame one if it was...”

Heart Eyes Motherfucker!

deepspacevivarium asked: ❤️+🖤 from fizzbean to ozzie

SEND ‘❤️’ FOR MY MUSE TO SAY SOMETHING POSITIVE ABOUT YOURS.

SEND ‘🖤’ FOR MY MUSE TO SAY SOMETHING NEGATIVE ABOUT YOURS.

“You know how to keep me entertained. I don’t think I’ve been entertained so much in the long life.” He chuckled, “But I hate that you get hurt almost all the time doing something crazy.”

Fizzarolli has made a plate of very sad, burnt pancakes for Asmodeus. He tried to save them with heaps of whipped cream and maple syrup. The only thing he didn't mess up was the glass of orange juice. Uh, surprise?

He sees the pile of cream covering the whole plate, Ozzie had a sweet tooth but that was a bit too much. So that made him think about the reason.“Thanks froggy.” Said the sin as he picks up the plate. Inside worrying about what was left of the kitchen after this surprise. “Please tell me I don’t have to replace the whole kitchen.”

Fizzarolli pushes open the door to the shop, cheerful and humming at first, but his smile drops when he sees the interior. He goes back out and checks the sign, then the adjacent buildings, before coming back in. "Uh...Ain't this supposed to be a bar?" - fizzbean (SORRY I'M LATE I HAVE GOLDFISH BRAIN)

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With how quickly Fizz had come in and poked back out, Marrow's greeting was halted on a held breath, observing the jester with mild confusion before he approached the counter. They were presently dressed head to toe in safety gear that looked straight out of some medieval fiction.

"Not since it was bought out."

Offered with a sympathetic tone, shoving his goggles up to his forehead and pulling his mask down to properly offer a matching expression. Whatever it was he was working on, it was glowing and seeming to sparkle in the beaker holding it.

"And unfortunately I don't sell alcohol... Though I am working on a mead recipe if that might work as a consultation offering?"

🚬 from fizzbean to blitzo

Send “🚬” to catch my muse smoking!

"Oh, look who it is!"

Comes the slight drawl, a puff of smoke leaving the Imps mouth

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[CARRY] + reverse for fizz & blitz

Fluffy sleepy prompts

[CARRY] - For sender to carry receiver to bed (Reversed) | @fizzbean

“Y’know. If I didn’t know any better...I’d think you’re bein’ a lazy asshole jus’so y’don’t have t’walk. Y’jus’lucky I know enough about spinal damage t’keep you from sleepin’ anywhere but a bed, jerk.”

All bark, no real bite to his words. Blitzo actually takes a little pride in carrying Fizz to bed. It’s better then leaving him on the floor...or a couch. All in the name of preserving what’s left of his motor skills.

Yeah. 

uwu from fizzbean

"Ugh...I guess, like, when you're distracted or having fun or whatever your tongue does this thing where it just flops out? I mean, it makes you look clinically brain dead but it's also...kinda cute..."

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❝ hey i’ve got extra time on the dryer; you’re welcome to it. ❞ - fizzbean

"Oh-- Well, I thank you my good man." He hums with delight and with a tossing his mic from one hand to the other he grants a gentleman's bow. He did have a few...stained garments in need of a good dry considering how many times he had to run it through the wash to get them looking decent again.

Fizzbean picks Gritt up like a kitten. He is. SO CUTE.

Fizzarolli is outside the gates to Asmodeus' mansion, yowling like a cat until somebody lets him in. You can't keep him out forever!

The imp that was holding the front door with a couple of armed hellhounds finally opened the door for Fizzarolli.

“Asmodeus gave the order to let you in. He is in the master bedroom.” The imp gave coordinates even though Fizarolli lived there and knew the directions to the bed. The hellhounds eyed him up from top to bottom but just followed the orders and opened some space for Fizz.

Let's see how many oranges Fizzbean can stack on him before he wakes up. $ @fizzbean​

THE answer is... 7. Now run.

@fizzbean​ replied: stretches up so he can give Ozzie a little kiss-kiss.

He gives him a little kiss-kiss back. His cute jester~

"I just spent two hours playing a hidden objects game." Fizzarolli slumps over Ozzie's shoulder. "My brain's gonna come outta my ears."

It wasn't a surprise Ozzie was working when Fizz appeared in his shoulder, placing his hand underneath the imp he made a place where he could fall.

“Why don’t you take a rest, dearie? Maybe a shuteye will do you good and you can finish the game.”

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Velvet was quick to get ready. She was wearing a dress suit to look as professional as she can. Her heels clacked on the pavement as she was staring at her phone. She was 15 minutes early. Instead of paying attention to whats in front of her, she bumped into Fizz head first. 

“Sorry I didn’t-!?”

A soft gasp escaped her lips as she realized who it was. “...see you there.” She stuffed her phone into her pocket. The air was tense and cold. She had to say something. Say anything! She didn’t want to go into dinner with this intense aura surrounding them. 

“We need to talk before we go in there. We have a little time to kill.”