Hi!!! 💖 If 21 isn’t filled yet for tickletober, do you think you could do ler Asmodeus and lee Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss? The new episode has me craving for some tickle content for them they’re so cute!! Hope you’re well and take all the time you need. 💖

TickleTober Day 21 - New Discovery

Writing this one made me happy. I dunno what it was, but writing the scrunkles just boosted my happy brain chems. I know I’ve been squeaking these in at like 11:50 something at night, but I actually paced myself this week and loved getting this out! Hopefully you like reading this as much as I did writing it. Enjoy!

Lee: Fizzarolli

Ler: Asmodeus

Summary: After a shitty day, Fizz is more than ready for some love from his partner. Ozzie is happy to help, though he does it in his own silly way. After all, what's love without some laughter?

Warnings: swearing (obviously), implied murder (don't worry, they deserve it)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Hell's worst kept secret…

Not wrong, but the title still pissed the pair off. Ever since the kidnapping incident, they had been a bit more open with their relationship. They obviously weren't announcing it; all of Hell didn't need to know that Ozzie and an Imp were together. But around the factory and his quarters, the fruits were showing more PDA and less shitty excuses when they were caught. 

The workers knew better than to say anything.

Still, the occasional whisper or snide comment outside of Asmodeus's safe zone got the jester's blood boiling. Especially when they were about his man.

"Did you hear about Asmodeus and that little imp? Man, what a way to fall. Never thought the embodiment of Lust would do that to himself." The second demon nodded, smirking. "Oh, Fizzer-something? Yeah, a big rooster and a clown. Sounds like the plot of a shitty porno." "Heh, they kinda are!"

Oho, Fizz wanted to rip their throats out and shove them so far up their-

Whooo-kay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. He promised Asmodeus that he wouldn't let small-minded loudmouths get to him, especially sinners. But they so deserved it, and he was just a few feet away…

They just had to keep talking, though. "And hey, he didn't even pick a working one! The thing's defective! Robotic limbs and shit. Dude really needs higher standards."

That was it. The jester turned, running at them with nothing but rage and hate in his eyes. The dumb fuckheads barely had time to begin a plea before Fizz went to town.

-

When his Fizzie got home, Ozzie immediately knew something was wrong. His partner’s colorful clothes were coated with black blood. The sin hurried over to him, surveying the imp for injuries before scooping him up into his arms. “Fizzie, babe, what happened?”

Asmodeus’s voice radiated concern, comfort and love for the jester. Fizzarolli couldn’t have gotten any luckier when him and the demon connected for the first time. Or the second. Or the many, many times after that. Eh, who needs labels?

“Some…assholes, spewing shit about you and me. I tried, but…they needed a lesson on how to shut up.” One of the robotic arms was damaged in his fit of rage. Apparently the loudmouthed sinners had a bit of fight in them. Fizz still disposed of the garbage; he just got a bit messy.

Ozzie sighed, nuzzling his feathery head against Fizz’s smooth skin. “Froggie, I love that you wanna defend me, but it’s not worth you getting hurt. I’d take all the shit-talk Hell has to offer if it meant you’d be okay.”

So mushy… The imp rolled his eyes, secretly melting inside at the sweet words. “Alright, alright, I get it. No more fighting over your honor. Tell Hallmark the message worked.”

Then he did Fizzarolli’s most favorite thing ever. He laughed, a deep snort kicking off the rumbling chuckles. Fizz laid his head on Ozzie’s chest, feeling the vibrations and listening to the short burst of amusement. The sin stood, sighing out a final huff before carrying his partner to their bed. It was the only one big enough for Asmodeus, let alone Fizz, to fit. 

Following their pattern, Ozzie removed his elaborate suit, slipping on his robe instead. He then helped the jester peel away the blood-stained outfit, quickly drawing a bath for him. They were at the point where it was just second nature; one of them has a bad day, they get a warm bath, cuddles and shitty RomComs until they fall asleep. That day was Fizz’s day to be pampered.

After some calming back rubs in a nice bath, all blood was clean and the imp was feeling a bit better. Ozzie got him a new arm, making sure to give him little forehead kisses as he worked. Finally, they were ready to lay down.

Surprising no one, Ozzie was the big spoon. He hugged Fizz close under the covers, rubbing his back soothingly. The Lust ring’s RomCom channel played distantly on the TV.  It was barely a minute before the jester was dozing off. The sin’s touch softened, absentmindedly wandering across Fizzarolli’s bare skin. 

His feathery fingers eventually made their way to the imp’s sides. Fizz was drawn from his sleepy stupor by an unexpected buzzing along his side. A feeling he hadn’t felt in quite some time. He squirmed a bit, feeling the fingers go back to his back. The moment he settled back down, however, they returned. 

A quick glance at Ozzie’s dreamy expression told him that the sin wasn’t doing it on purpose. The rooster just thought he was giving him soft affections. Sighing, Fizz squirmed again, adjusting himself so the tracing was closer to his lower back. That was apparently a big mistake.

The moment one of the feathery fingers brushed his back, he squeaked, flinching away from the touch. Asmodeus immediately went into Mother Hen mode, lightning his touch and looking for injuries. “Fizzarolli, why didn’t you tell me you hurt yourself? Back injuries are serious!”

Ugh, why did he have to care so much? “I-I didn’t…” The lighter touch was somehow worse, sending a flurry of butterflies to attack his stomach. Fizz’s tail twitched, trying to wag; he made sure to force it still. Unfortunately for him, that also meant he took a small amount of focus off his verbal reactions. The smallest, teensiest little giggle slipped past his lips. Ozzie immediately stilled his fingers; as a sin, he easily heard the noise. Then something clicked.

“Froggie…are you ticklish?” Shit…Fizz tried to run, a burst of adrenaline pulling him from the sleepy peace. Ozzie was on him before he could move an inch. The little imp didn’t stand a chance.

“W-wait! Ozz, don’t you fucking dare!” His robotic arms wrapped around the sin’s body, trying to push him off. That was nearly impossible, as Asmodeus was over four times his size and much stronger than the prosthetics. Still, he could only try. 

The rooster smirked, his demeanor doing a complete 180. Ozzie went from concerned and soft to playful and smug in seconds; it was almost scary how fast he could switch like that. “Oooh, babe, I definitely fucking do~”

Before he could get another protest out, ten feathered fingers attacked his torso. Five running along his back, five snaking around to his stomach. In seconds, small giggles slipped past his lips, a blush tinting his scarred cheeks. “N-nohoho! Ohohozzie you dihihick!”

“I know it’s one of your favorite features, but let’s leave my dick out of this.” Stupid, cheesy words; it was unfair how blushy they made him. Fizz tried to wiggle away, but even with his insane flexibility, Ozzie’s strong arms kept him trapped.

He twisted and kicked, his limbs swinging and flailing as he tried to escape. He didn’t fully mind the tickling, but Fizz had an image to protect. The amazing, alluring, ass-kicking Fizzarolli couldn’t be seen getting reduced to a giggly puddle; even if nobody was watching but his boyfriend.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Fizzie~” He just had to tease… If there was one thing that killed Fizz, it was Ozzie’s silly teases. Normally, they were just flustering. Those teases, though; they drove him nuts. “Shuhut the fuhuhuck uhuhup!”

Ozzie loved the sight of his squirmy boyfriend. The genuine laughter, happy smile, vibrant blushes and adorable noises warmed his loving heart. He genuinely couldn’t be happier than when he was with his Fizzie Frog; especially when the imp was all giggly like that. “Awww, babe, I’m just tryna cheer you up! Are you not feelin’ just a teeny bit better?”

Okay, that wasn’t fair. He was definitely feeling better than when he arrived, but that wasn’t totally because of the tickling. Being around Asmodeus, as evil as he was, immediately boosted his mood. “Thihis- ihit’s nohot fahahair! Youhuhu suhuhuck!”

“Only for you, Fizz~” Just to be evil, Asmodeus fluttered his fingers on the jester’s hips. FIzz squealed, his arms swinging to try and grab Ozzie’s hands. Oh, that asshole! “SH-SHIHIHIT! AHASMODEHEHEUS! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Ozzie chuckled, loving the high-pitched cackles from his partner. “But right there is my favorite! C’mon babe, you gotta admit that this is pretty cute.” Fizz groaned through his laughter, thrashing under the sin’s tickly assault. His robotic appendages were no help, merely bouncing off the sin’s feathered skin instead of actually deterring him. 

“NOHO IHIHI”M NAHAT! OHOZZIEHEHEEEE!” Fizz could feel his tail wagging, the tip making a gentle thump against the sheets. At least the rooster wasn’t teasing him about that. “Ooh, Fizzie, your tail’s wagging. Are you enjoying yourself?” Spoke too soon…

Seeing that he was working his partner up a bit too much, he moved away from the imp’s hips, deciding to focus on Fizz’s neck instead. “Alright, alright. I won’t kill you, Fizzie babe.”

“F-fuhuckin’ feehels like ihihit!” Fizz whined, his laughter dying down to squeaky giggles. He turned his head, burying his face in the pillowy mattress. The muffled giggles only made him cuter, in Ozzie’s opinion. He leaned his head down, peppering the jester’s face with light kisses. Fizz scrunched up his shoulders, both loving and hating how the ticklish kisses made him melt. “Bahahahaaaabe!”

Ozzie chuckled, basking in the way his boyfriend reacted to the silly affections. The faces in his hair were smiling wide, portraying his obvious adoration and love. So fucking cute…

It was almost comical, the way the large sin cuddled up to the smaller imp. The love they shared was like no other; based on good communication, mutual respect and pure affection, it was about as healthy as you could get. Sure, they weren’t officially public, but nobody else needed to know about them for it to be wonderful. Especially in the cutesy moments like those.

As much as Fizzarolli loved the attention, he was wearing out. Dealing with the dicks from that morning, combined with the goofy fun, had him pretty drained. “Ohozziehehe! Plehease, noho mohohore!” 

And just like that, it was over. Asmodeus respected boundaries more than any other creature in hell; the moment Fizz wanted him to stop, he would, no questions asked. He did, however, pull the imp against his chest, rubbing small circles into his back to help calm him down. The sin’s voice was soft once again, save for a teasing edge. “Easy, babe. You okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”

Fizz took a few deep breaths, getting out the last few giggles as he snuggled against his man. “Uhum…no, you’re good. But *damn*, did you have to go for my hips?” Ozzie snorted, nuzzling his head against the imp’s. “You know I did. It’s adorable, how can I not?”

He held Fizz tight, flipping them over so the jester was laying on his chest. It was their favorite way to sleep; Fizz could feel the warmth of his boyfriend, and Ozzie could sleep peacefully, knowing his partner was safe while he was with him. Fizzie grumbled, but didn’t protest the movement. He was tired, and he couldn’t deny that the sin’s chest was rather comfortable.

The covers were pulled over the pair, concealing almost all of Fizz’s body. His concealing hat was removed, placed on its holder for the night. It was nice, affectionate and calm; just the way the pair liked it. They drifted off, the small yet happy smile never leaving the imp’s face.

Fizzarolli x Asmodeus TK Headcanons

I love these two so much!! If you haven't seen S2 - E6, I highly suggest you go do that right now.

These might contain spoilers, but nothing too big, I don't think

Fizzarolli

Lee:

He's a giggler!

While he usually wakes up first, on the rare days he doesn't, Ozzie will tickle him awake. Partly because he thinks the sleepy giggles are adorable, but also partly out of revenge for the air horns (it's not gonna stop Fizz from using them though)

With anyone else, he'll fight back, but with Ozzie, he enjoys it and finds it fun. He'll even go as far as to try and provoke him sometimes.

Worst spots are his sides and tail, he'll probably start flailing. If you're unfamiliar with how he reacts, it's easy for you to accidentally get swatted, but Oz knows him and knows just how to avoid the swinging limbs or wagging tail

The tip or 'blade' of his tail REALLY gets him kicking

Tummy gets him curling up and giggling, tail thumping against the floor happily

He even gets flustered and giggly when Oz starts kissing on his cheeks and forehead. Not the most ticklish place, but just enough to get him giggly and smiley

Ler:

Back when they were kids, Fizz used to go after Blitz all the time. He'd usually win most of their tickle fights

Now, his main target is Ozzie, even if he isn't able to get him most of the time, as Oz usually just turns the tables on him

With his extendable limbs, it's pretty easy for him to wrap up his victim and still get at their sides or tummy

This is usually how he gets Ozzie, the rare moments his attacks actually work

Has chased Ozzie around their room a couple times during a chaotic ler mood (Poor rooster is just such a big guy though, it's hard for him to get away)

Has only ever gotten Blitz once since they've made up, but Blitz is an assassin now and was very quick to escape and turn it back around on him

Asmodeus

Lee:

Usually isn't much of a lee, as Fizz is really the only one able to get close enough or catch him off guard

And even then, it only works if he's in the mood or if Fizz sneaks up on him

DEEP CHUCKLES DEEP LAUGH

Fizz absolutely adores his voice, especially when he laughs

He knows he could easily overpower the little imp, but why in Hell would he risk hurting his Fizzy or ruining his fun? He'd much rather sacrifice his sensitivity to Fizz to see him happy

If you get him good, he'll accidentally crow. This has only ever happened one time when Fizz snuck up on him and grabbed his hips. However it didnt last long because he IMMEDIATELY wrecked the imp afterward

Sometimes Fizz starts kissing (or even scritching under the chins of) the other two heads in Oz's fluff. It's not exactly super ticklish, but it has gotten a chuckle or two from the Prince, as it felt weird, and he'll usually gently pull Fizz away with a soft "stooop"

Worst spot is his hips

Ler:

oh boy

This man can be absolutely ruthless

It's easy for him to scoop Fizz up in one hand and tickle him with the other

If he's feeling evil, he'll go after Fizz's tail and hips

But he's also such a sweetheart though, the SECOND he hears Fizz so much as even start the word 'stop,' he stops. He'd feel so bad if he overwhelmed his little clown

When they're alone, he'll start peppering Fizz's face with little kisses, while his other two heads do the same to his neck (in a sfw way) and it gets him super flustered and giggly

Big fan of teases. He'll go for the cliché 'tickle tickle tickle,' and stuff, but he'll also make kissy noises, make that clawing hand motion right over Fizz's tummy, or make him ask for it. ("I don't understand what you want, Fizzy, you're going to have to ask")

He's got feathers, he's basically a demonic chicken man. Sometimes he molts (sheds) his feathers too. (see where I'm going with this?)

When he loses his feathers, all he's gotta say is, "You know, Fizzy, it's molting season," and the imp is either immediately running away or hopping up into his lap for the gentle tickles.

Just like Fizz, he gets chaotic Ler moods too. He can and WILL chase or hunt down his partner, which is sometimes a challenge. Yes, he might be bigger, but Fizz is also very good at outmaneuvering him

But jokes on Fizz, this just makes the attack worse when Ozzie finally catches him

On mornings when they don't have to work, when Fizz goes to get up and out of bed, Ozzie will just hold him close to his chest, not letting him up, and give morning tickles

DAY 21: Horns

DAY 21: Horns

((Still going strong!!))

Fizzarolli's Nerves

Summary: Fizzarolli is preparing for Mammon's yearly clown contest, and he's getting nervous, as he just has to be perfect. But all this practicing is disrupting Asmodeus's plan of relaxing with his beloved. That won't do at all.

Pairing: Fizz/Asmodeus

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Mind-Rotting Fluff. (Author regrets nothing.)

(My very first fic! Please be nice <3)

“You’ll do it, Fizz. You’ll be fine. You need to be perfect for Mammon. Always perfect.” the imp mumbled, practicing everything he felt he needed to practice in order to win Mammon’s clown contest for the tenth time in a row. Fizz knew the elements of the contest off by heart, having won it so many times. So everything running through that little imp’s head was covered.

Balloon animals. Pie gags. Comedy section. Singing, dancing, acrobatics. You name it, Fizz practiced it. There was certainly no shortage on what Fizzarolli could do, and he had to win. He had to be perfect.

That was how Asmodeus, King of Lust and Fizz’s loving partner- er, BUSINESS partner, found him.

“What’s the difference between a snowman and a snow-woman? The snowballs! Wait, no. More energy, I need to have lots more energy. Like, twenty seven coffees kinda energy. Okay. You got this, Fizz. You got this. Try again. What’s the difference between a snow man and a snow woman? The snowballs! Hmm, still missing something. What could I do? Maybe I could juggle? Do a pose? Maybe I could hit myself in the face with a snowball? Um… ah, think, Fizz!” the jester rambled.

Ozzie yawned as he came into the living room where Fizz was, the rooster rubbing at his eyes.

“Froggie, it’s eight in the morning. Are you seriously practicing this early in the morning? Come back to bed, babe. You’re gonna be exhausted…” Asmodeus murmured, the grand lord rubbing at his eyes.

Alas, the imp did not heed Ozzie’s warning.

“Ozzie, I have to be perfect for Mammon. If I’m not perfect, then I’ll lose! And I don’t wanna lose, that just-! Ugh. It just can’t happen, okay? I need to be perfect. I need to be better than perfect! I-!”

And that was when Ozzie got on his knees and scooped Fizz off the ground, pulling his beloved into a hug. Despite initially struggling to get out, Fizz soon relaxed and sunk his head into his lover’s chest.

“Fizzie~” Ozzie coaxed, using that voice that Fizz liked to hear. Honey rich and sweet, it always comforted Fizzarolli enough to talk about what was bothering him, and it brought Ozzie some peace of mind to be able to know what was distressing his beloved imp partner.

“Ugh. Ozz, what if I’m not good enough this year? What if I don’t win?” Fizz asked. Ozzie just chuckled.

“Fizz, you’ve won for nine times straight. Ten times this year, guaranteed. And you wanna know why you win so much? Cause you got some talent about you. Plus, Mammon says he wants the best, and we all know you’re the best he’s got. And besides, if that fat Christmas tree wants something better, he just isn’t gonna find it. Plus he won’t give the others a chance, he’ll pull the strings so you win anyway, and I’ll put money on that bullshit.”

“I need to win, Oz! And I need to practice if I want to win. Can you let me go?” Fizz asked, trying to gently pry himself out of Asmodeus’s arms. The King of Lust, however, did not budge a single bit.

“Well, I would on any other day, but I am not having my Fizzie Frog being anxious as fuck. So here’s what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna go back to bed, watch a stupid rom-com, and laugh at it, spending time with each other along the way.”

“Nice thought. But maybe later, Ozzie.” Fizz murmured. And that was when Asmodeus’s grip tightened slightly.

“I don’t think I phrased it as a question, Froggie~” Asmodeus responded, the Lord of Lust’s fingers moving slightly towards Fizz’s stomach. Fizz squirmed a little in Ozzie’s arms, already knowing where this was going.

“Ozzie, don’t you fucking dare!” Fizz yelped, biting back a smile.

“Oh, but I do fucking dare, baby~ give Ozzie that tum-tum, and I’ll tickle those worries right outta ya!” he declared, his fingers finally landing as he snuck them up Fizzarolli’s jester shirt, softly poking and scratching along Fizz’s belly.

Poor Fizzarolli had no chance to resist.

“Pffffhahahaha! O-Ozziehehehe!” Fizz giggled, gently squirming side to side in his lover’s arms, trying to gently slap Asmodeus’s tickly fingers off.

“Hands to yourself, Froggie. Don’t make me get them out of the way~” Asmodeus teased.

Fizz pouted playfully even as he struggled a bit. Rough tickles made him laugh a lot, but these soft and gentle tickles were much worse sometimes if Ozzie was the one tickling Fizz.

ESPECIALLY if Ozzie was the one tickling Fizz.

Ozzie saw the playful pout and he tutted. His Fizzy, pouting at tickles? Oh, that just would not do, no sir.

Asmodeus migrated his gentle scratches down to Fizzarolli’s hips, enjoying the squeaky laughter that slipped out of his beloved’s mouth. “Aww, someone’s squeaky. Squeaky Fizzie.”

“Hahahaha!!! A-Asmodeus, it tickles! Q-Quihihit it!” Fizzarolli managed to press out, a dark black blush adorning his cheeks. Asmodeus had to bite the inside of his cheek to stop audibly cooing at how goddamn cute his boyfriend was being.

“Not until you agree to come relax with me, Froggie. Just say that you’re done practicing for the day and these tickles will stop. How ‘bout that, huh? Seems a fair deal to me.”

“B-But I can’t stop!”

“If you can’t stop, then neither do these tickles, Froggie.” Asmodeus cooed, a wicked grin on his face as his fingers slipped up to Fizz’s torso to prove a point, beginning to gently count his beloved’s ribs. “Two. Four. Six. Eight…”

Fizzarolli was lost in snorting laughter as he felt Asmodeus’s fingers lightly working his ribs.

“Ahahahaha, hehehehe! N-Not fahahahair, Ozzie! Hahahahaha!” Fizzarolli cackled, the odd snort leaving him. For Lucifer’s sake, how could one imp be this cute? Asmodeus felt his heart squeeze in adoration with every snort that came from Fizzarolli’s mouth.

“All is fair in love and laughter, Froggie.” Asmodeus shot back.

Fizzarolli threw his head back, his jester’s hat jangling as he did so. Satan’s beard, it tickled so much!

“Aah! Ah, ah! Nohohohohahaha! Ozzie, not there! Not there, plehehehease!!” Fizzarolli begged, feeling his lover’s fingers tracing at that one spot at the crook of his neck.

Ozzie only chuckled, not stopping the traces. “I’ve not even done anything yet, Fizzie Frog. You can’t be that ticklish here, surely?” he asked, though Ozzie knew much, much differently. It was one of his little rituals he did. Before they both went to bed, Ozzie would give a gentle kiss on Fizz’s neck each night. The imp was rather ticklish on his neck though, and the feeling of Fizz slamming his face into Ozzie’s chest, trying to muffle his ticklish giggles never failed to bring a smile to the Sin’s face.

“N-No, I’m nohohohot!” Fizz lied, immediately going for the defensive move. But Asmodeus was no fool when it came to his beloved partner. Ozzie knew Fizz’s tells, just as Fizzarolli knew his.

“Is that so, Froggie? Funny, I seem to remember that you can barely handle my goodnight kisses on that neck of yours. Like, all I do is this…” he explains, landing a kiss on Fizzarolli’s neck, right into the crook of his neck with an overexaggerated “MWAH!” noise, grinning wickedly. “…And you just fall about laughing!”

Fizz, as expected, burst into hysterical giggles as he kicked his robotic legs every which way, trying desperately to not kick his beloved in the face.

“O-Ozzie! Stop it, hahaha! Stop it, that tickles, Ozzie!” Fizz cried out, a wide smile betraying his true feelings.

Then Asmodeus decided to get a little bit mean. He gently held Fizz against his chest and nuzzled the crook of his imp partner’s neck… before blowing a soft raspberry into the crook. Fizz absolutely squealed.

“EEEEEEEEK! HAHAHA, AAAH HAHAHA! SHIT, HAHA! OKAY, OZZIE, OKAY!” the ticklish little imp shrieked, going limp in Asmodeus’s arms. And that was when Ozzie knew he’d had enough.

“Thought as much, babe.” Asmodeus smirked, finally switching the mood from playful to cuddly as he stopped the tickles, his fingers softly scratching the top of Fizzarolli’s head. The imp melted under his touch as Ozzie walked back to their shared bedroom, the doors closing behind them.

Asmodeus settled Fizz under the covers with him. And soon the pair drifted off, smiles on both of their faces as the sounds of that dumb rom-com in question, Pretty Woman, played in the background forgotten by them both.

Finito! Hope you enjoyed this one :)

Day 13: Blush

Solomon’s usually so composed~~ secretly it only takes a lil tickling to get him all red in the face

thinking abt lucifer & the other sins sm actually…i feel like if one of the sins thinks abt tickling lucifer the others just KNOW, its like a sixth sense (rlly silly ik ik but i love that idea sm)…i also think if there’s any like, hatred/disliking between some of the other sins, they put it aside when they decide to tickle lucifer, they literally all become besties 😭

LUCIFER MANAGE TO MAKE UP A TRUCE WITHOUT EVEN TRYING MSJKDJKS

Imagine Ozzie and Mammon tickling Lucifer together and once it ends they go

"Just to make it clear I still hate you, you manipulative motherfucker."

"Same to you fucking hypocrite, whiny bitch."

And indeed it never affects their relationship kdjskfjsmf

Lucifer is just standing there, not his business 😋

Tickletober Day 6 - Gang Tickles

lee!mammon ler(s)!lucifer, asmodeus, & beelzebub

Summary: After it's discovered that Mammon has stolen all three of the boys' credit cards, they decide to give him some payback.

A/N: hope i wrote all the characters right, i haven't played obey me in a while so - anyway, had a lot of fun writing this!

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"Are you serious, Beel? That's where my credit card went?!" Asmo gasped. He should've known...

Lucifer examined Mammon's nightstand, feeling a surge of rage when he saw a small compartment underneath the top, with three credit cards belonging to Asmo, Beel, and himself. Alongside it were a few dirty wrappers. Yuck...

"Our cards have been gone for weeks... Can't believe we didn't immediately think of Mammon." Beel sighed, rubbing his grumbling belly. Since he had no credit card to buy food, he'd been eating less than usual. Maybe that was a good thing. "I know exactly what I'm gonna do with this~" He snatched his card and began to head out of the room, but was interrupted by an angry Lucifer.

"Are we really going to allow him to get away with this? I can't count on one hand how many times he's stolen from me. I've recently tried to be lenient and give him the benefit of the doubt."

Asmo hummed, taking a seat on the bed. He scratched his head and assumed that Lucifer wanted to punish the thief he called a brother. "I've got no idea how, but we have to get him to stop this. Right?"

Beel nodded. "Yes, we do... But can it wait a few hours? I heard of a new buffet opening-"

"No." Lucifer interrupted, leaving a frown on Beel's face. "We're going to do this now. The idiot is asleep on the couch at the moment, this is the perfect time."

"What are we going to do? Put makeup on his face? Ooh, that sounds fun!~" Asmo cheered. Beel and Lucifer gave him an unapproving look.

Lucifer began to grin. "I have the perfect idea. Tickling. Works like a charm every. Single. Time. Poor Mammon has so many sweet spots."

"Huh? We're gonna gang up on him? That's unfair!" Asmo chuckled. "I'm only joking!"

~

The three brothers stood over Mammon's sleepy body. He looked ridiculous. He was holding a pillow with one arm, putting the other one under his head. His legs were tangled in a blanket and he had a bit of drool coming from his mouth. It was like he was a bear during hibernation...

Asmo gently tugged the pillow out of his grip, causing his arm to fall down. He made a loud snore, which made Asmo jump. He thought he'd woken him up.

Lucifer took the liberty of beginning this punishment. He crept his hand into Mammon's exposed armpit, gently skittering his fingertips against the ticklish skin.

Mammon snorted, quickly waking up and clamping his arm down. Lucifer grinned, watching as the boy gained consciousness, also realizing what was happening.

"Wuhuhat the hell is thihehes? Gehet the hehell away from me!" Mammon shouted as Asmo went behind the couch and leaned over. He let his arms sway down onto Mammon's bare belly, scratching his nails and poking his belly button.

Mammon tried to fight back, throwing his hands all over the place, but Beel had already helped with grabbing and holding his wrists. "FuhUHUHAhahack! AHAHsmoHOHO, I SWehehAHAehear!"

"What about me? Asmo isn't even at your worst spot." Lucifer teased, jamming two fingers under both of his arms, making Mammon squeal and lay his head back in ticklish agony.

"TohOHOHOO MUHUHUHuhahuch! IHITS TOHOHOO MUHUHUCH!" He managed to shout. Half of the words he said were covered up by a squeals and laughter.

"Too much? You know what's too much, Mammon? The money you've spent on each of our cards." Lucifer growled, dragging his fingers down to Mammon's sides, kneading and prodding into both the spots.

Mammon kicked his feet freely, but that didn't seem to help him escape. He would need some free hands, which he didn't have - thanks to Beelzebub.

Asmo giggled watching as Mammon's face turned pinker and pinker every second he was being tickled. He sorta felt bad for him, though. He swore he had seen a tear fall from his face because of how ticklish he was.

"Alright, I think he's learned his lesson." He said, patting his belly gently. As a final tease, he pinched Mammon's waist, making his hips jolt.

"Think so?" Lucifer asked, taking his hands off his sides.

Beel let his wrists go and chuckled. Poor Mammon couldn't be bothered to move... He had to catch his breath first.

"You guhuys suh-huha suhuck!"

"No, you suck. This should be enough punishment to get it through your head. Stop. Taking. People's. Cards!" Lucifer sternly muttered.

Mammon nodded, holding his belly. "Ohokay! I wohon't! I prohohahomise..."

"We are not even tickling you... Quit laughing!" Asmo said, confused.

Mammon could still feel hands tickling his body, almost as if a ghost was still poking his sides and clawing at his underarms. Poor guy...

The three brothers soon decided that gang tickling wasn't enough.

Lucifer made his way back to Mammon's room and grabbed Mammon's card without any remorse.

"Beel. Where was that new buffet you were telling us about? I'm feeling a bit hungry... and expensive too."

A New Kind Of Coffee

Can you tell that I'm hyperfixated on Helluva Boss? Like holy shit this freaking show has a CHOKEHOLD on me in the best way possible. Also there's like two fics of Asmodeus and Fizz which has me very upset so here's to satisfying my brain. Warning for implied depression, sex joke mention (passively like one time) implied eating disorders (not really but refusing food nonetheless) implied mental illness Fizz is having one of "those days" again, but luckily his beloved boyfriend is here to cheer him up! THIS IS PURELY SFW ALL NSFW DNI OR I WILL THROW A BIBLE AT YOU!!! (I’m not religious but damn some of y'all need jesus) Fizzarolli was tired. No, not the physical "I need to sleep tired" kind of tired. He was the mentally drained type of tired, like "I need to collapse in bed and never get up" kind of tired. But of course, he has to keep up his image of the clown that never shuts the fuck up and blows air horns in everyone's face, because what was he if not energetic? After a day of fake smiles and half-hearted sex jokes, the clown collapsed into the bed Asmodeus and him shared. He was absolutely exhausted. Nothing he did excited him. He was tired, drained, and depressed. Asmodeus, despite being the busy sin that he was, noticed. He was worried for his beloved imp, but knew he would never open up when there was work to be done or people around. Normally Fizz would be tired after a stressful day, but this was different. He had turned down any form of affection, which was not like him. He had refused to eat all day, even when Asmodeus had offered to take them out to his favorite burger place. This was more than troublesome to the sin. A gentle knock at their shared bedroom caused Fizzarolli to look up from where his head had been buried in a pillow. "You don't gotta knock, Ozz, it's your room too." The clown responded, burying his head back into the pillow. Asmodeus nodded, coming in and gently shutting the door behind him. He sat on the bed next to Fizz, laying a gentle hand on his boyfriend's back as he looked down at the imp in concern. "Fizzy Frog, what's wrong? You haven't been yourself today." The clown responded with a simple grunt. This wouldn't do. "Talk to me, love, what's on your mind?" Another grunt. Asmodeus sighed and ran his hand softly up and down Fizzarolli's back in an attempt to comfort him, startled when he received a muffled squeak in response. "Darling? What's the matter- Oh, my dear Fizzy, are you ticklish~?" To say the clown was embarrassed would be an understatement. Another squeak, then his head popped up from the pillow, a bright red blush ever so present on his face. "N-No! Why do you aSK!?" The sin chuckled as his boyfriend's sentence was cut short by his own squeal. Asmodeus ran his fingers up and down the sensitive spine, reveling in this newfound laughter which he had missed in the stressful work hours. "Oh, I don't know, maybe because your little squeals and giggles give you away oh-so easily~" Fizzarolli squeaked again, giggles pouring freely out of his mouth as he rolled over onto his back to try and escape the teasing hands. "Ah-ah-ah! Let's see how ticklish this little tummy is, shall we?" Despite the protests of his boyfriend through bubbly giggles, Asmodeus dug into the soft belly, awarded by the excited and bubbly laughter he had been looking for. "BAhAahAhBE!! CuhuHuhut iT OuHuhuT!!!" Asmodeus simply chuckled and kept up his attack, only to rest his hand on Fizzarolli's stomach. "Do you know what a tickle monster's favorite food is?" The clown squirmed and giggled before it even happened, releasing a loud squeal followed by

bubbly laughter as his lover bent down and blew a raspberry directly onto his belly button, his robot appendages rendered useless against the attack as they flailed left and right. "OHOHOZZIE WAHAHAIT STAHAHAHAHAP!!!" The attack stopped as soon as it had begun, replaced by the larger demon scooping his lover into his arms and cuddling him close to his chest. "Feeling better, Fizzy-Pop?" The clown nodded, resting his head on Asmodeus' chest before mumbling quietly, but the sin heard every word. "Thank you for loving me, Ozzie."

Found this on Pinterest and oh my gosh I love them so much 😭💖💖💖 Artist: @/kremlinart

Tickletober day 3 - cuddles (helluva boss)

Day 3! This is a sfw helluva boss tickle fic!

Lee! Fizzarolli

Ler! Asmodeus

"Ozzieeee give cuddless??" Fizzarolli pleaded and put on his best puppy eyes knowing his big bf can't resist them.

"mmmm I guess I can't say no to that face can I?" Asmodeus replied with a light hearted chuckle.

"Tehehe I know that" Fizz said and stook his tounge out whilst ozzie lifted him and put him on his knee for cuddles.

"So desperate for hugs huh?" He laughed and traced a single finger on fizzarolli's belly sending ticklish shocks through his body.

"noho Ozzie stahpit!" Fizz giggled "noho tickles!'

"Mm why not?" Asmodeus teased "too ticklish??"

"yehes!" He squeaked, his tail slapping lightly on Ozzie's lap "stahap"

"nooooo!" He smiled down at his boy friend and twisted fizzarolli's tail around his finger whilst tickling his sides with his other hand.

"Rrr I'll get you bahack duhumb bitch" fizzarolli threatened in between his laughter.

"i wouldn't be saying stuff like that in the position your in right now-" ozzie said with a snort and started to blow tickly kisses along his neck

"WHAHA? EHHEHE OZZIEHE!" fizz squealed and shoved lightly at his boyfriends head.

"okay okay breath!" Ozzie said and looked down at fizzarolli who had a blush painted on his face and small tears in his eyes this was Ozzie's sign to stop. "Mm your so cute fizzy"

"I know I am but doesn't mean you have tickle me so much!" Fizz said and put a fake mad face on before dissolving into giggles again and leaning back onto Ozzie.

The rest of the night was full of snuggles,kisses and fluff <3

Please please let me know if you see any spelling mistakes !!

Reblogs heavily appreciated :3

So..... Um.... Any fans of Welcome to Demon school Iruma-kun?

Asmodeus is my newest son! My iddle-widdle sunshine pookie baby 🥹🩷💕 Sweetest little Lee I ever did see! ☺️🩷💕

LOOK. AT. HIM. 😭🩷

Chasing the Chicken

Helluva Boss

SFW Tickle fic

I haven't seen this done yet so I decided to do it

Lee!Asmodeus, Ler!Fizzy

Summary: Fizzarolli gets the Fizz-equivalent to zoomies and Asmodeus is his target.

"Fizzy, baby, calm down, just take some deep breaths, please-"

Out of context, it may have sounded like Asmodeus was trying to calm his partner down from a panic attack. However, with context, you'd see the Sin holding his hands up in defense, and Fizz inching closer to him with an almost feral look in his eyes. And Asmodeus knew this look very well unfortunately.

Fizz lunged, but Asmodeus was faster. He dodged, barely, and ran to the other side of the bedroom. Now they were in the same stand-off as before, just in different positions. This had been going on for about ten minutes at this point.

Fizz's "zoomies" didn't happen often, but when they did, he was a ball of absolute chaos. Most of the imps knew to either lock the office doors or to stay out of his way because once he got running, he could not be stopped, not even by Ozzie sometimes. Especially not when Ozzie was his target.

The jester grinned. "Cluck, cluck~"

Asmodeus frowned. "That is rude- AH!" He jumped back to avoid getting jumped on. This time, Fizz wasn't stopping. He continued to run after him on all fours, even using his limbs to essentially launch himself, while Asmodeus was desperately trying to run around furniture without tripping or losing his robe. When he found himself cornered, he just teleported himself across the room in a quick flash of flame.

"Cheating!" Fizz called after him, having turned around to chase him again. The Sin found himself grinning at this. "We're demons, babe, we don't exactly play by the rules!" He laughed, making it back to their bedroom, shutting the door. He initially was going to lock it but a part of him felt bad about locking Fizz out of the room. All of this disappeared when the door was unceremoniously thrown open, revealing a mischievous little imp. Nevermind. He should have locked the door.

"Fizzy, it's too early for all this, come on now-" He backed up, maintaining eye contact, too afraid to turn his back on the gremlin in front of him. Unfortunately, he wasn't looking where he was going and ended up tripping, falling back onto the bed. Fizzarolli wasted absolutely no time and jumped up onto him, startling Asmodeus into giving a short shriek.

Extending his arms, Fizz wrapped Ozzie up and started scritching at his sides, resulting in deep chuckles rumbling from deep within his chest. He could easily break free, but he didn't want to risk hurting his little Froggy, so he just gave up and endured it. Fizz knew this too, and used it to his advantage.

Metallic fingers scritched and scribbled over his sides and tummy. Chuckles turned to deep, rich laughter as Ozzie lay there, trying not to squirm too much. "*snort* pff- Ahahahahaha! Fizzy, cohohome ohohon! Okahahay, you cahaught mehehe!" He laughed, hoping that would be enough. But there was a slight evil look in his eyes. Ozzie didn't know what else he wanted until he felt his hands wander lower, toward his hips, causing a giddy, nervous panic to blossom in his stomach right then.

"Wahahait, wAHAIT- Fihihizzy! Nohohot thehere! I'm nohot gonna doho ihihit!" He turned his head away, knowing exactly what Fizzarolli wanted now.

Said imp only grinned. "We'll see about that, Ozzie~"

He drilled his thumbs into the Sin's hips, wincing a little when his laughter came booming out. But the sight he was gifted with was beautiful. Asmodeus had his head tossed back, the widest smile he'd ever seen, and a brilliant blue blush painted from cheek to cheek. He was squirming a lot more now, kicking his legs out, yet still managing to not hurt Fizz, who was holding on tighter now as to not get thrown off.

*CR-CROW*

Fizzarolli stopped and burst out laughing, pulling his arms back and releasing Ozzie, who covered his blushing face, catching his breath. "Ugh, why do you insist on making me make that sound?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled from his hands, yet there was no real hint at being genuinely upset. Fizz grinned, sitting on his chest. "Because it's cute, duh."

Asmodeus removed his hands and looked up at his grinning partner and couldn't help but smile himself. "Well are you finally satisfied enough to calm down?"' "For now." The rooster snorted. "Good enough."

I waddle in here (kinda embarrassed 💀)

Also before I say anything I hope you're having a good day/noon/night :]

For tickletober, is it okay if I ask for Obey Me! lee!Asmodeus and ler!Solomon for prompt #2? For like a scenario, I'd just imagine they're chilling in Asmo's room and Asmo's like "Solomon I just used a new moisturizer you should feel how smooth my face is now" and Solomon agrees but his hand strays a bit too close to Asmo's neck by accident.

Sorry if I wrote too much for the ask, I'm just a bit excited for this year's tickletober. Again, I hope you have a good day!

Tickletober day #2: Accident

This might be ooc cause I havent played om in 500 years BUT I TRIED!!

I do remember reading in the wiki how Solomon and Asmo met and thought it was funni

Anyways hope you enjoy! :D

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Asmodeous x Solomon (interpret as you wish)

Lee: Asmo

Ler: Solomon

Warnings: Tickles!

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“Hey, hey! Touch my face!” Asmo bounced onto his bed, right next to Solomon, wearing an excited grin on his face.

“Erm… what?”

“It’s this new moisturizer I got, it makes my skin so soft! C’mon, y’know you wanna~” the lustful one nudged the human.

Solomon rolled his eyes and decided to play along, reaching out to softly caress the demon’s cheek.

“It is pretty soft- Huh, what’s so funny?” the white haired male tilted his head like a curious cat.

“It- eheheek! Your nails, they tickle!~” the demon spoke gleefully, his cheeks slowly turning pink from embarrassment.

“Hold on, your cheeks are ticklish?”

Asmo gave a sheepish nod, causing the mage to let out an amused smirk.

“Why did you never tell me such vital information?” he kept lightly dragging his nails across pink cheeks, gently fluttering against the soft skin.

“I- Wahahait! Solomon, stahahaph!” the demon chrotled out, trying to swat away at the white haired male’s hands

“Ah ahh, stay still now~”

Asmo knew that face too well, it was the face of pure evil. Teasing evil. Still, his body betrayed his thoughts as he put his hands down, allowing Solomon to continue toying with him.

“Now… let’s see what other spots you’re hiding from me~”

It’s going to be a long night filled with laughter for the both of them...

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IM SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT BUT I DIDNT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO ADD

theres so much lee fizz and ler asmodeus AND WHILE I LOVE THAT i just . I NEED MORE LEE OZZIE LER FIZZ ?? FIZZ IS A FUCKING GREMLIN YOU CANT TELLME THAT TICKLING ISMT HIS ALTERNATIVE TO TRYING TO GET OZZIE TO DO SOMETHING OR LET HIM DO SOMETHING .

I’m starved for any Obey Me! Tickle content, I request any of the demon bros (maybe it involves mammon who knows 🤷‍♀️) so for the raffle, I request anything with Lee!Mammon 💃

The brothers are always eager to help with mammon’s punishments~ especially asmo with his devilishly long nails 😈

Tickletober day 29 - scary movie

Satan, Mammon and Asmodeus

- Nooo! Satan pleeeease - Asmodeus looked pleadingly at his older brother.

- Sorry Asmo, but today it's my turn to choose a movie. - the blonde just shrugged.

- Come on, are ya really that afraid? - Mammon came up behind the Avatar of Lust and grabbed his shoulder sharply to make him scared.

- Heek! Mammon! - peach-haired squeaked and turned around.

- Oh, it's not my fault that yap a coward.

- And you want to say that you're not afraid. - Satan, who was looking for a suitable film, joined their conversation.

- Of course not, The Great Mammon is not afraid of anything at all.

Asmo huffed.

- Okay, I understand you. Then I think you won't mind if we watch a very creepy movie that I've wanted to see for a long time. - the green-eyed giggled softly when he heard the whining of his younger brother.

- Of course I don't mind! We can even watch two in a row.

- Mammon better shut up! - the Avatar of Lust crossed his arm.

- Hehe, then we'll meet in the evening. - the blond waved his hand and went to his room.

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- I brought snacks. - Satan put everything on the table in front of the TV and sat comfortably on the sofa.

Asmo sat down next to the blond, grabbed his arm and snuggled against him.

- We haven't even started yet. - green-eyed gently rubbed his brother's back.

- But I'm already scared. - whimpered the Avatar of Lust.

- I'll be near. - he smiled.

And then the light suddenly went out. Asmodeus squealed and climbed on his older brother.

- Asmo, calm down. - the blond hugged him.

They heard loud laughter, of course it belonged to the Avatar of Greed.

- Mammon!!! - the younger brother squeaked with displeasure.

- Haha, that was the perfect reaction. - the white haired tried to stop laughing.

- I hope you both finished and we can start watching the movie. - Satan looked at his older brother. - And you'll sit on the floor.

- Hmph, okay. - Mammon sat down on the floor and took the first appetizer that came across.

It was a really interesting and exciting film that chilled to the bone. And only Satan liked it. Asmo constantly clung to the blond and screamed softly when there were scary moments. Mammon held up well. More precisely, this emotion was not visible, since he was sitting with his back to his brothers. But a slight trembling was felt and Satan noticed it.

- And how do you like the film, Mammon?

- Oh, not scary at all. You should have found something more intimidating for the Great Mammon. - and just at that moment, a terrible laughter of the villain was heard from which the Avatar of Greed twitched.

The blond chuckled and stroked Asmodeus' head to calm him down a bit. He saw that the white-haired twitched again and barely restrained his squeak. Avatar of Wrath giggled softly and decided to help the brothers be less afraid of this movie. His hand slipped under Asmo's shirt, and the other was next to Mammon's neck. At the same time, he began to tickle and immediately burst into giggles.

- Sahahahahatan - Avatar of Lust hid his face in his brother's chest and laughed louder.

- Eeeep - the white-haired began to squirm. - Yohohohohour hahahand is cohohohold, put it awahahahay

Satan just chuckled and assumed his demonic form. Now both of his hands are tickling Asmodeus, and his tail has made its way under his older brother's shirt and began to tickle his left armpit.

- NohOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! - shouted Mammon, bursting into ringing laughter.

- Oh, I thought you weren't scared, but you screamed. - the Avatar of Wrath chuckled.

- It's nohohohoohohot fahahahahahair! Stohohohop ticklihihihihing mehehehe!

- But this is the only way that will help you not to be afraid, am I right Asmo? - his nails ran along the sides of the peach-haired.

- Yehehehehehes ehehehe - he squeaked.

- Excellent. - Satan smiled and continued to tickle them.

- Wehehehehehe cahahahan't wahahatch the movie lihhihihike thahahahat - Mammon snorted.

- I can. - the blonde shrugged his shoulders and his tail tickled the second armpit. - At least you two aren't scared.

- I'm nohohohot afrahaAHAAHAid of anythiHIHIHIng!

- Yes Yes. - the Avatar of Wrath rolled his eyes.

- Satahahahan plehehehease, it's tihihihickle. - Asmo looked at him and then immediately closed his eyes.

- Aww, but you're both enjoying it~

- I'm nohohohohohot!

- Hmm, okay, I'll stop, but only if you say that tickling helped you not be afraid. - he chuckled.

- Yehehehehes, ticklihihihihing hehehehelped me nohohohot to be afrahahahahaid.” - the Avatar of Lust hugged his older brother tighter.

- No, I wohohohohohohn't sahahahay thahahahat! - the white-haired protested.

- Then I'll tickle you two for the rest of the movie, which is a very long one.

- Mahahahahammon, pleheheahahase - asked the younger brother.

- Dohohohhon't evehehehen ahahask mehehe, Great Mammohohon nevehehe..- he felt when quickly the tail began to tickle his armpit pit and he screamed again. - OkahahahAHAHAHHAHAY, TIHIHIHIHICKLING HEHEHEHELPED NOHOHOHOT TO BEHEHE AHAHAHAFRAID OF TIHIHIHIS MOHOHOHOHOVIE! STOHOHOHO

Satan smiled and stopped.

- It wasn't that hard.

The Avatar of Greed didn't answer, just got up and lay down on the sofa, very close to the green-eyed's knees.

The Avatar of Wrath felt his younger brother's grip weaken and he saw that Asmodeus fell asleep.

- Awww, Mammon, Asmo seems to have fallen asleep from the tickling - but then he heard a quiet snoring and giggled. - Okay, you're both tired.

Satan began to stroke the heads of both of them and they purred cutely.

- We will definitely watch this movie together again. - he chuckled.