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rinnysega · 10 months

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🏳️‍🌈 HAPPY PRIDE DAY 🏳️‍🌈

Me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic vibes

#iloart #arcilla au #gustavo oc #ozzy oc #gus x ozzy #thebiggestnope

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thebiggestnope · 2 years

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Gus and Ozzy Go to the Library - A Gus/Ozzy Drabble

It was not easy for a man who walked with a cane to sneak up on Ozzy, especially in the quiet of the library, and yet Ozzy startled at the tap on his shoulder. He had thought that he was alone in the history stacks as he perused the titles on recent conflicts in South America, and that Gus was still off doing his own exploring. But suddenly Gus was behind him, and Ozzy whipped around to face him.

“You scared me,” said Ozzy, his voice low.

“Sorry,” whispered Gus, but he looked too excited to mean it. He was holding a hardcover book against his chest like it was a great, secret treasure, and he gave Ozzy a meaningful look before glancing down at it.

“What have you got there?” Ozzy asked, though he suspected he could make a guess as to its nature from the way Gus was behaving.

Gus looked from side to side, confirming no one was around, before revealing the cover. Splashed across the book’s front was the title in bold, black letters: Erotic Flogging Techniques for Beginners. “I thought you might want to read this.”

Ozzy suppressed a laugh. “You found this book just for me?”

“Yeah, it just seems like an interesting book. That, you know. You might enjoy reading.”

Ozzy took it from him and flipped the pages, and Gus once again glanced around to make sure no one could see them. “It has all sorts of information you might like,” Gus explained, blushing as Ozzy paused on a page titled ‘Increasing Sensitivity for Sensual Touch.’ “For example, just to open it up at random – ” and Gus parted the book to a page that, Ozzy noticed, had been marked with a small slip of sketchbook paper.

Ozzy smiled to himself before taking in the illustration before him. It featured a naked man, his arms bound and his waist bent, presented helplessly for a clothed male partner who was striking him on the backside.

It was Ozzy’s turn to blush. “Mi amor, we don't own a flogger.”

“Shhhh,” Gus hushed him as Abuela Carmen, who was deaf, shuffled down the aisle at the other end of the stacks. “We do not own a flogger yet. We could get one. For you. If you’d like.”

“And this book? I suppose that I should be the one to walk it up to the counter and check it out?”

“Well, you’re the one who wants to read it, so I feel like that’s what makes sense.” He became suddenly interested in the books behind Ozzy. “I’ll stay here. I think there’s something in this section I want to find.”

Ozzy pinched his arm affectionately and limped to Elena at her counter, keeping the book hidden at his side. He pushed it towards her, the title facedown, and Elena, with the discretion of a professional, kept her face impassive as she made a note in her ledger.

“You know,” she said, as she handed the book back to him, “Gus has been in here every couple of days to page through this volume.”

“I’m not surprised,” Ozzy murmured, and he glanced over to where Gus was peering at them from behind the bookshelf.

“Chapter 12 is particularly useful,” Elena winked.

Ozzy smiled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He waved her goodbye, and waited in the doorway as Gus appeared from his hiding place, affecting an air of nonchalance as he hobbled towards Ozzy on his cane and avoided eye contact with the librarian. Just as he reached the door, Elena called behind him. “Oh Gus,” she said. “We have the advanced edition, too. When you boys are ready for it.”

Ozzy stifled his giggle, Gus turned scarlet, and they both walked home for an afternoon of reading.

------ Thanks to @thecrazyashley-blog for letting me use her librarian OC Elena and to @seanettlles for letting me use her badass old lady OC Abuela Carmen. 😋 You both rule. Ozzy belongs to me. Gus belongs to @rinnysega, who also rules.

#ozzy oc #gus oc #ozzy x gus #gus x ozzy #arcilla au #elena p oc #abuela carmen oc

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arcane-gold · 9 months

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when he’s mad at u and gets 2 inches from ur face to be scary but it’s actually just kinda hot 🫣

ganymede belongs to @quortknee

#ganymede #oscar #ozzy #witchlight #dnd oc #GOOOOOOOOOOOD I CANT STAND THEEEEEEEEM #GIVING ME VISIONS DRIVING ME MAD #anyway i’m normal #my art

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spooksier · 2 months

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PANDORICA RADIO PART TWO: VIVISECTION

after confronting her own unreality head-on, osgood must choose who to trust--the angel who promises to still have her best interests at heart or a mysterious incarnation of herself who claims to know the way out of the story

happy 22nd bday to me!! here's your gift! (i don't know how birthdays work)

☆ prints | patreon | comics ☆

#art zone #pandorica radio tag #osgood delos santos (oc)#ozzy delos santos (oc)#WE'RE SO BACK !#some friends have already seen the whole plot outline for this part and theyre asking what's wrong with me we're about to have a good time #illustration #comic #comic art #art #horror comics

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theemployees · 2 months

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Customers?

Can Misa be a customer

Of course you can be a customer! Everyone’s welcome in run of the mill!

Disclaimer: not everyone is welcome at ROTM due to our policy against assholes, trauma givers, and people fighting in the restaurant; the only exceptions are arsonists because if we removed them we wouldn’t have staff.

Art by @coyotecam

Featuring Characters by

@littlemissartemisia, @bambiraptorx, @iobsesswaytoomuch, @koolaidashley, @midnightcreator12, @star-sparkler, @quirkycorgianimations, and @disgracedghostprincess

@tmntaucompetition

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arcademoss · 6 months

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Markie Doodle!! My TADC-ified sona! Completely forgot to post them here- free to draw!

#the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #tadc oc #the digital circus #my art #ozzie art #oc #oc art #jester #clown

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kaysdenofchaos · 1 year

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Battle Scars: Don & Ozzi

While his sensitivity has made Don averse to most textures and touch, his reaction to most fabrics and furs is relatively unaffected. As such he invests in these textures to soothe himself, ie through sensory fidgets and his own emotional support fox yokai. :D

AU Masterlist

#art #digital art #rottmnt #rottmnt au #rise of the tmnt #battle scars au #battlescarsau #rottmnt art #rottmnt donnie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donatello #rise donatello #rise donnie #rottmnt oc #tmnt alopex #rottmnt ozzi

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rinnysega · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Encanto (2021) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bruno Madrigal/Elena Ruiz, Bruno Madrigal/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Bruno Madrigal, Elena Ruiz (Prophetic-Hijinks), Oswaldo "Ozzy" Gomez (thebiggestnope), Mirabel Madrigal Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Bruno X OC, Canon X OC - Freeform Summary:

When Bruno's wife Elena starts waking up with nightmares, Bruno decides to treat her to a picnic to cheer her up.

This is my half of a trade with Prophetic-Hijinks on AO3/Tumblr/Twitter etc.

Elena (c) @prophetic-hijinks Ozzy (c) @thebiggestnope Gustavo (c) me

#encanto #encanto fic #bruno x oc #elena ruiz oc #ozzy oc

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myafterlifeisbetterthenyours · 5 months

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What about me?!

Niko were freaking out.

After 2 decades of working for Asmodeus, sticking close to the man and managing every little detail for the man he could, he knew this had to be a joke.

Surely it was just some elaborate hoax made up by Mammon to get back at Asmodeus right?

Yeah! That was it! No way he'd do something like that, no way! Not after all they've been through.

Not after the countless, sleepless nights he'd worked his ass for fixing some flaw that would ruin Asmodeus' passion projects. Those projects rarely ever turning a profit, but still!

He'd had been doing damage control for the past hour when Asmodeus finally strutted in, in his arms the source of this entire fuck up.

"Ozzie, thank Satan! You won't believe this, people are going off on some shit about you being in love!"

He tried to laugh it off, only to get Ozzie's best fish out of water look.

"Well, uh, Niko, you see, mmmh~ things have changed."

Niko slumped as Ozzie began explaining, man containing a moan as Fizz was attacking his neck with his lips, the Imp staring at the floor as he processed what was happening.

'This was all real?'

As his mind raced, Ozzie and Fizz would be getting all cutesy, fizz nuzzling him as Ozzie giggled, the pair off in their own world.

"O-Ozzie, come on. You can't be serious?"

He asked, Ozzie giggling as Fizz bit his neck.

"L-Look Niko, I get your worried but this is no big deeeeeaaall~"

He turned back to Fizz the the two caught back up in their own little world, Ozzie walking off.

"No big deal?! OZZIE!" Niko called, the Imp rushing after the big man, struggling to keep up. "Ozzie think about this!"

He gasped, finally getting in front of him.

"Ozzie, do you have any idea what this will do to your reputation?" He asked, Ozzie like so many times before had simply snorted, giving him that ole faithful smile, the sort that had once sent shivers down his spine, but now he just saw as him saying 'oh stop worrying' any time he brought an actual problem up with him.

The same he'd had when that initial article about Fizz and Him being more then just simple FBTAWT (Fuck-Buddies-That-Also-Work-Together) but he'd just given him that SAME DAMN LOOK! And as always, Niko had just let it slide.

Well not this time Buster!

With rapidly growing frustration he grit his teeth, the Imp puffing up as he tried to reason with the Sin who he'd dedicated his life to.

"Ozzie, just think about this!!" He vaguely gestured to him and Fizzarolli. "Is this worth everything you've worked for?" He asked, trying to reason with the Sin.

Ozzie just rolled his eyes, telling him shortly. "I hear you Niko and we'll talk later Niko, now I have a relationship to officiate~" He purred, licking up the side of Fizzarollis face before he went to walk past him.

Niko grit his teeth as the sin walked past him, Niko calling out.

"Everything?! Youd give up everything you've built, Ozzie!?" He called out, getting desperate now. "Everything WE'VE built together?! All of it!?!?"

"YES!!!" Ozzie shouted back, the very palace around him shaking, the Sins flames flaring up. "I'd give it all up for Him!"

Niko stood there, peering at the floor, the Imps shoulders slumping.

The Imp stood there, mind rushing with a million thoughts a second.

"Everything. . . ?" He asked softly.

The imp pulled up his phone, his lockscreen probably the best picture he'd ever taken.

It was their first major product launch, Niko still had the bags under his eyes from his almost week long work haul. But he fucking did it, him and Ozzie taking a victory selfie.

He was younger, still green, and giddy as fuck at being so close to Asmodeus.

He can still remember how surreal it had been.

Him, some nobody Imp managed to catch the eye of his Idol, and was working directly for him.

'. . . Everything. . .'

Niko's gaze moved from his phone onto his coat sleeve.

It was a finely made thing, actually being a simpler version of Ozzie's own Lustrous threads, though obviously far smaller.

After a moment he slid it off.

He held that thing like it were unholy.

Asmodeus had gotten it for him when he'd achieved his official 'Number 1 Helper Role' Niko was deathly protective of it, treating the thing like a member of the royal family, never taking it of.

Literally.

Asmodeus actually ended up getting him a second one just so he could interchange them while he washed one.

But now, holding the thing, he felt... Nothing.

"Everything." He spoke, just loud enough to be heard.

Niko, swallowing the lump in his throat, wiped his eyes, perching his lips as he cleared his throat.

"I... I'm sorry sir, but consider this my resignation." He spoke, voice slightly shaken, the Imp placing the coat on the floor.

Looking up at the man he finished, barely keeping his composure.

"Goodbye, O-... Goodbye Sir. And good luck."

With that he walked away, wiping his eyes as he left the building.

"W-Wait! Niko, hold on a second!" Asmodeus called, a sombre realisation crossing the Sins face.

Fizzarolli, seeing Ozzie's reaction, the man freaking out.

The Sin wearing his, 'oh I've really fucked up now' face.

Fizz, not wanting to see his love in such a state sighed.

Leaning in he kissed the Sin on the cheek, telling him simply. "Why dont you go ahead and get the bed ready babe, I'll go talk to him."

He said, zipping out of the man's arms. Ozzie went to argue but Fizz was already at the door before he could say anything.

Fizz didn't really know Niko, like, hed met him, and was something of a second in command to Ozzie, but he'd never really held a conversation with the Imp. Though that's probably more his fault then Niko's.

Stepping outside, Fizz found Niko sat at the bottom of the huge set of stairs that made up the front of the building.

Zipping his way down, he pulled up a seat besides the Imp.

Upon noticing the Former clown pull up besides him Niko quickly wiped his eyes, the man trying to hide the way he was sniffling as he cleared his throat.

There were several seconds of awkward silence before Niko finally spoke.

"What do you want?"

Fizz, a little taken aback by his bluntness, he was usually so calm and friendly, at least when speaking to Ozzie. Damn...

After a moment Fizz chuckled awkwardly.

"I uh, wanted to make sure you were okay?" He more asked then stated.

Niko gave hime a 'WTF' face, looking him up and down.

"Why?" Niko asked bluntly. "Why would you give a shit about me?"

Fizz chuckled, internally asking himself the same question.

"Well honestly, I don't." He hummed, Niko glaring at him. "It's Ozzie that gives a shit."

"HA!" Niko barked, the man laughing to himself. "Yeah, whatever you say."

"Didn't Care?!?!"

Fizz frowned, rolling his eyes, before beginning snidely. "Well, if you'd bother to stick around, you might have seen his reaction. He was pretty torn up by you just up and quitting... Not that you seem to care." He grumbled the last part, looking away from the man.

Fizz froze as a viciously snarl filled the air, the Imp freezing as he looked over to a now very pissed off Niko.

He practically snarled, the Imp standing up, looming over him. "I don't fucking care?!?!?"

"Do you have any idea how hard I've worked for him?!" He growled, standing over Fizzarolli. "Do you have any idea what I fucking do in a day! A single day, just so he can enjoy himself! How many trips I have to make across this accursed Ring to get everything just as he likes it!"

"A job thats only gotten harder sinc YOU came around by the way! Who the fuck need 49 cans of whipped cream at 3 in the Lucifer damned morning!? And I know it's you who ordered it cause Ozzie asks for that shit, in advance!"

He was royally pissed now, Fizzarolli cringing under the Imps scrutiny.

"I've dedicated my life to that fucking man... spent years, Decades! Dedicated to him, helping him! Helping him keep all this!" He gestured to the exorbitant palace that was Asmodeus' main hub, the place Niko had worked at for the past 2 decades. "Up and running, bringing it into the modern age!"

He huffed and puffed for a second before Slumping, the man sitting down again, head in his hands.

"I helped him keep this shit in line. Kept it relevent and up to code, helped him keep his status and influence. All of it..."

Several seconds of awkward silence rang out before Niko piped up with.

"Everything... do you have any idea what it's like to hear someone you dedicated your life too say they'd give up everything you've done for them..." Niko looked at him. "For someone else?"

Fizzarolli stared at him for a minute, really taken aback.

". . . Damn..." he sighed. He had to admit, that really would suck.

Niko actually laughed at that, the Imp wiping his eyes.

"You know, I started in the R&D department, an engineer." He hummed, smiling softly. "I was this scrawny little thing, some self taught nerd that managed to land a job working Asmodeus. I don't know how but, I caught Asmodeus' eye and next thing you know, I'm doing things for him. Working on his special projects, it was incredible."

The Imp spoke warmly, sighing as he rested his head in his hands.

"When he needed something done, he'd come to me. ME! Of all Imps. Trusting me to handle the things nobody else could."

He was smiling now, the Imp shaking his head.

"Ozzie was different back then. More... arrogant." Niko mused, thinking back on those days. "Partying, the man up at all hours. And the fucking 'Spurs of Inspiration' sparking his Brilliant ideas!"

"Next thing I know, I'm his 'Number one Hell-per'." He laughed at that, the sort of laugh that left Fizz feeling like he was missing the joke.

"Sorry, inside joke." Niko chuckled, the Imp glad to see the man annoyed. And admittedly it made Niko feel good.

He had something over the jester.

Niko chuckled, wiping his face. "He was going through one of his fazes... which, admittedly, was what I thought you were in the beginning." Niko finished, giving him the side eye.

Fizz scowled at that, the man glaring right back, the Robo-Imp starting to regret his desicion to come out here.

"But sure enough you stuck around..."

Niko stared at the ground, before sighing.

"And now he loves you."

Fizz stared at the Imp for several moments, neither of them saying anything as Niko sighed, the Imp slumping back and staring into the Lust city smog, lights and the occasional firework filling the sky.

"You know what the worst part is. Really, the worst part of all of this is."

He asked to no one in particular.

". . . I was in Love."

He sounded sombre, the Imp staring calmly into the sky.

"It was a few years into our professional relationship, when i started working directly for him. I fell in love. He was... everything. Everything I could want."

He smiled, a fond little smile as he remembered those days.

"He was sweet and smart, he consumed my thoughts, it took me a long time to realise that it was love. As in, a Loooong time, but sure enough, there I was. In love."

He chuckled, a happy grin crossing his face as he sighed, the man slumping against his knees.

"I told Oz-... Asmodeus. Ya know what he said?"

The man now directing his gaze to the clown, a questioning cock to his brow.

Fizz didn't say anything but Niko continued anyway.

"He told me, 'love is commitment. Dedication. Love is restraint, and the only restraints allowed on Lust are leather'." The Imps smile faded, the Imp pulling his knees to his chest.

But it was a significant he saw the hint of a tear in his eye, that he came to his realisation.

"Holy fuck... You love Ozzie, don't you?"

Biko froze, eyes widening just a hair before he cleared his throat.

"I don't know what your talking about."

It was Fizzarollis turn to laugh, the Clown fiddling with his torn shirt, laying back with a cocktail smile.

"Trust me buddy, I've lived through that bullshit once. You can lie to yourself, but I can see right through that bullshit~"

Niko sat there, tense for several minutes before he sighed, slumping over his knees.

Fizz smiled softly, adjusting his seating, scooting towards the man a little before telling him.

"So what, not like it matters anymore." Niko finished, perhaps a little too salty.

"You should just tell him, you know. You might be surprised."

At that Niko laughed.

He laughed a long, cold laugh, Nikos laugh growing harder and more exhausted.

The Imp slumped back, the man wiping his eyes as he sighed.

". . . You fucking would say that, wouldn't you." He chuckled, the man rubbing his face as he looked at him, Niko giving him a cold stare. "We're not all as lucky as you, ya know.

Fizz drew himself back, shocked, before he scoffed, the Former Clown scoffing.

"Oh, so your one of them, aren't you?"

Niko raised a brow, asking coarsely.

"The fuck does that mean?"

Fizz scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Oh you know, the 'I paid my life savings to you so you owe me your asshole virginity and your first born!' Kinda asshole!" The Imp practically sneered, having far too much of that for one day.

What he didn't expect was for Niko to disappear, only to suddenly be standing over him, hands gripping his ornate collar, a fire in his eyes as he stared down at him.

"How. Fucking. Dare. you!"

He sneered, scowl growing fierce as he slammed the Imp back, Niko standing over him as he gripped his collar tight.

"I served him for years. YEARS!!! I never asked for any more then he was willing to give! And after Decades! NEARLY 20 FUCKING YEARS!!! HE GIVES IT ALL UP FOR WHAT?!"

He was scowling, breathing heavy as he threw him to the floor, the Imp breathing heavy, his eyes stinging as he rubbed a hand to his eyes.

"I dedicated my fucking life to him and who does he choose... some fucking clown..." he finished dejectedly, the Imp stumbled back as he looked away.

"He couldn't even be honest to me..."

The Imp stumbled back, the Imp falling to his ass a few steps besides the former Clown.

"I never asked for more then he could give. I gave him everything I had and more... I never expected praise, or riches. I was happy with what we had... with the connection we shared... Buy if I'd thought for a second. For a FUCKING SECOND! That confessing to him would mean anything, I would have..."

The man looked up at Fizz, tears in his eyes.

"I never expected anything but the truth... and even that was too much..."

The Imp pulled himself together, the man standing up as he rubbed his face, the man furiously wiping the tears from his eyes.

"I'm done, Fizz!" He gasped, breathe coming in quickly and shuddering. "You win! Your the best man!"

The Imp turned, staring out at the city.

"And I'm... Not enough..."

He sighed, slumping forwards, the man utterly dejected.

Fizz took a minute to recover, but fixing his attire, the Imp stood up, reaching out he placed a hand on Nikos shoulder, telling him softly.

"Come inside... We can talk about this." He bagan almost pleading. "Ozzie... he'll understand."

Niko shrugged him off, the man releasing a heavy sigh.

"Maybe... maybe he would."

Niko hummed, before sighing, the Imp rubbing his face, before turned looking at the Imp over his shoulder.

Niko stared at him for several mioment before he wiped eyes, the Imp turning to him, his face stone.

"Maybe he would, but I... I just can't.... I'd rather work a dead end, no lifer jobs then spend another minute working for the man I love..." Niko paused, realising this was the first time he'd ever actually said the words aloud.

"I'd rather work a dead end job with no future then continue working for someone I love, knowing full well I'll never be able to be with them. Knowing I... I lost."

Niko fixed his shirt, the man checking his cufflinks, the small metal pieces another gift from Asmodeus, the man's crest emblazoned on his cufflinks.

With a heavy sigh, he stood up straight, the man peering out at the glistening light lights of the city.

"I'm done Fizzarolli... I concede, not like i have any right too. Tell Ozzie, I'm... Sorry. But I'm done. I... can't take it anymore..."

The man slid the cufflinks from his wrists, the Imp looking up before he sighed, the Imp dropping the pieces of metal to the floor, each hitting the floor with a metallic ting.

"Goodbye. Tell him goodbye for me, won't you?"

He asked softly, glancing at him once more before he turned back, the Imp walking off, the man stepping off of the buildings steps, the man disappearing in the cities glitter and glam.

Fizzarolli sat there for a minute, unsure what to say... what to think.

Catching the glint off of something, the Imp shot his arm out and grabbed the glittering spot.

Bringing it back, he found your cufflink,the gentle insignia of Asmodeus glittering back at him.

Fizzarolli sat there for a long time, staring at that cufflink.

He reflected on how similar the two were.

And in a sad sort of way, he was right.

He did win. And while he felt a pang of sadness for the man, seeing him lose. Even if he wasn't in the running, the man should have at least had an honest chance to tell Ozzie how he felt.

He didn't regret it. He had the man he loved and nothing would change that.

"Good luck Niko..."

He spoke softly, the Imp getting and heading back inside, the man determined not to leave his love alone for a minute longer.

Hey Hey Y'all, sorry for not posting lately.

With this piece I kinda wanted to make an inverse of the creepy dude who stalked Fizzarolli in thr latest episode, with the man's feelings more genuine, yet it kinda being muddled, but hey, let me know what ya think. Was Niko an asshole? Was Ozzie the ass? Is Fizz a damn good character? (Spoiler: He is.)

But yeah, hope you enjoy it, and I'll try and put more content out there. Bye Bye.

#helluva boss #headcanon #helluva boss headcanon #x reader #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss fizzarolli #helluva boss ozzie #oc

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thebiggestnope · 2 years

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Stuck In Bed All Day - A Gus/Ozzy Drabble

Ozzy woke up in agony. He couldn’t seem to move without pain spasming, hot and searing, through his back. He tried to sit up, but even the small movement had made Ozzy twist with discomfort and, despite his efforts to stifle his reaction, he groaned. He hoped it had been quiet, but no such luck.

“I heard that,” called Gus as he hobbled into the bedroom on his crutch. “Mi vida, did you throw out your back again?”

“No,” said Ozzy. He faked a yawn. Ozzy was no stranger to pain; the polio he’d had in his youth had left him with a shortened leg and scoliosis, but he was usually so good at working around it. Not this time, though. Maybe if he pretended he was sleepy, Gus would think he was just still waking up. Maybe he wouldn’t notice that he was in pain.

But Gus always noticed when he was in pain. He took one look at Ozzy’s pinched expression and came closer. “Oswaldo,” he tsked. “I told you yesterday you were going to overdo it lifting all those bricks.”

“I wanted to build you a wall for your roses,” Ozzy pouted.

“And you will. But maybe next time you don’t try to pick up 10 bricks at a time, hmm?”

“I don’t understand it,” Ozzy whined. “I pick you up all the time, and my back is fine.”

“Yes, but I am a bit more dynamic that a sack of bricks, mi amor. I can move around and adjust my weight on you.”

“Not when you’re tied up you can’t.” Ozzy tried to wink, but the effort of pivoting to look at him made him wince.

Gus sighed. “Ok.” He leaned his crutch against the wall next to the bed and scooted himself into bed beside him.

“What are you doing?”

“If you’re going to be in bed all day, I might as well do the same.”

“Oh no, Gus, you were going to paint today!”

“My leg is bothering me this morning,” he lied. “So I’m glad for the excuse to rest.”

“Well,” said Ozzy. “If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.” Gus reached for the bag of Julieta’s cookies that he kept on the nightstand and handed one to Ozzy. “Besides, misery loves company.”

“Maybe,” said Ozzy, taking a bite of the cookie and snuggling against him feebly. “But I’m not miserable at all.”

------ Gus belongs to @rinnysega. Ozzy belongs to me.

#gus x ozzy #ozzy oc #gus oc #arcilla au #i've written a bunch of these drabbles and i'm finally getting around to putting them on tumblr

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meandtheyeehaws · 4 months

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EMERGENCY AT OZZIES

this comic features my hb sona(info below), guy w glasses is @/ ThunderKingRai 's sona King from twt, (hes a security guard at ozzies), and the tiny little guy is Marquis, @/ Crucian_Tadors's oc, hes fizzies personal stylist and bewbs best friend)