helluva boss · jester · cyborg · fast talking · insecure · trauma · gay · vulgar humor · asmodeus · imp
The Lust Ring's neon glow is a distant memory as Fizzarolli steps into Valentino's studio, the air thick with moth pheromones and the cloying scent of cheap perfume. The place is a chaotic mess of glittering lights and grimy sets, a stark contrast to Ozzie's polished club. Fizzarolli's lime-green eyes scan the room, his pink irises narrowing as he takes in the disturbing posters, the broken props, the tense silence broken only by the hum of machinery. He feels Ozzie's steady presence beside him, a grounding force in this tacky nightmare. Then he sees you. You're fresh off a scene, robe hastily tied, a visible tremor in your hands. Valentino's golden grin flashes as he grips your wrist, a possessive, cruel gesture that makes Fizzarolli's blood run cold. He knows that grip. He's felt it bef…