Fizzarolli was laughing his *ss off in the dimly lit corner booth of the bar that stank of lost hopes and dreams. Though still in a jester hat, the rest of his outfit was surprisingly normal. He wore a cropped sweatshirt and high rise shorts. His limbs were wiggling everywhere and if it weren’t for the obnoxious laughter, one might have thought he was having a seizure. Blitz prayed silently that no one noticed him blushing from embarrassment. He put his hands in his leather jacket, and spun around on his heel, lifting one leg up to start taking long strides out of the situation.
“Ooh, no you don’t.” Fizz extended both his arms and grabbed Blitz, pulling him into the seat, “Soooo~ Blitz! How are you?! Last time I saw you, we were tied up.”
“Don’t make it sound sexual. What are you doing here? I was supposed to be on a date with a guy named Fozzi. I figured he might be a furry or have a muppet k*nk, but this," Blitz gave a dramatic gesture in Fizz's direction, "this is so much worse.”
“Well, I thought I was going on a date with a handsome fellar named Bluez, who I thought might be a mopey faced grump or have sh*tty taste in music. So, I guess we’re both sooooo disappointed.” Fizz crossed his arms around themselves, a couple of times over.
Blitz opened his mouth to say something, but stopped himself and instead said, “Hang on; What do you mean, Blues?”
Fizz rolled his eyes, pulled out his phone, and shoved his extended arm right into Blitz’s face, “This is the account I’ve been messaging. See right there? B-L-U-E-Z. Bluez.”
Blitz took the phone from him. “Oh, ****** on a stick. I made my account so fast, I must have typed it out wrong.” He tried rubbing the stress out of his eyes.
Blitz looked up again at Fizz, who was grabbing his phone back, “Wait, just a f**king minute. Why are you on a dating app, anyway? And with a different name, to boot. Things not going so fantastic with the big c*cked rooster, afterall?” Blitz would never admit it, but he was genuinely concerned for his old friend.
Fizz sighed and placed his head on the table
“Ozzie says it’ll help our image . . .” He sat upright again, “I mean, my image. As a sexy entertainer and celebrity, I’ll get more press if I have a personal love life for paparazzi to dig their teeth into, something which I don’t already have, obviously. Because the thing with Ozzie is purely sexual. Because his d*ck-”
“Yeah, yeah. It’s huge, I know.” Blitz rested his chin in his hand; elbow on the table.
“YOu kNoW wHaT?!?!?!” Fizz stood up and extended himself really tall, which would almost be intimidating, if he didn’t look like, well, a clown. Unless you were afraid of clowns, which Blitz was (mostly) not.
“Because you told me, jeez.” Blitz rolled his eyes.
“Oh, oh. Right, yeah. Ahem.” Fizz settled back down in his chair, trying to pretend he’s not blushing as dabbed the sweat off his forehead with a long *ss handkerchief.
“You know, you’ve always been pretty bad at lying.” Blitz cocked an eyebrow up at him and grinned.
“What- what do you mean? I never- I haven’t-” He paused, “Hey, you two buff chicks. Dontcha got anything better to do?” He turned his attention to the hellhounds guarding him.
One turned around, “Asmodeaus said that we were not too-”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. But this is Blitz! A childhood friend of mine who is basically a pro level gunslinger or some sh*t. Not to mention he literally rescued me from being, I don’t know, sold off to the slaughterhouse or something. Point is, I’m safe now. Why don’t you two go on a date? I can see you two eyeing each other, and it’s f**king annoying. Go, get.” He motioned, shoeing the two away, who both blushed awkwardly, but complied.
Fizz turned back around and went stiff with surprise when he saw Blitz on the brink of tears, “Uhhhhhh, what the f**k”
“I’m your childhood friend . . .? Who you are safe with?” Blitz tried not to squeak as he spoke, failing miserably.
“Okay, first of all, I specified childhood. As in, I was friends with when I was a child. And second of all . . .” Fizz blushed a little, “I uh- you know- I mean, you did kind of get me out of that bind, pun intended, and you didn’t have to do that. You could have decided at any point that I was dead weight and left me. But you didn’t, so you know, um, thank you for that.” He shrunk a little, looking away from Blitz, heat filling his face.
Fizz sat up straight again, “And your punishment for helping me is having to save my sorry *ss again should another d*ckhead take me as his prize. So, ha!”
He meant it as a joke, but Blitz smiled and said, “It would be my f**king honor.”
They both sat there for a second before Fizz spoke up, “You know while I’ve got you here. There is something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about. You and Princey . . . Are you gonna fix that?”
Blitz rolled his eyes, “Ugh, not this again. I don’t know how many times I have to tell people. We can’t get back together, because we were never together in the first place. It was just a mutual agreement that it was time to move on.”
Fizz looked Blitz up and down, seeing that depressed undertone he was hiding so poorly, “Mhm, yeah, mutual, whatever. Honestly, who you f**k with or f**k up with is none of my business; that is until it starts to affect me.”
Blitz was taken by surprise and went into immediate defense mode, “The f**k does my s*x life got to do with you?!”
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✨New BroTP Alert!✨
I recently finished reading the book Loveless and when I tell you these two currently are my everything right now..
Rooney Bach is one of those characters that owns the smug smirk and teasing attitude (that I honestly love so much and may or may not actively look for in potential friendships)and the fact that SHE’S the one to give what will go down in history as the greatest platonic love confession of all time is honestly just BEAUTIFUL 😭😭
The definition of platonic soulmates ✨✨💛💛
So yea I had to draw them lol
This book was amazing and beautiful and not only did it make me feel much less alone about feeling so much more strongly about friendships than relationships, but helped me to discover and come to terms with my bi-oriented aroace identity (an identity I’ve had trouble realizing for a very long time) 💛
I’ve been telling everyone from day one that friendship is honestly the most beautiful thing to me. I have very high platonic attraction as well as amical attraction (the desire to form a siblinghood with someone) and I wondered for awhile why I couldn’t seem to find anyone that really just DID IT for me romantically or sexually. And also why I have trouble figuring out flirting, sexual tension, etc. (I do have aesthetic attraction which is why I can say certain people are hot and not want to go down on them, they are just pleasing to the eye 😬)
Anyway, hope you like it. I loved drawing them in my personal style and think they turned out adorable tbh 💛💛💛
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