#ROZZI

[nawolff]

🤎🧡🤍

[valerie2590]

Emo/Scene/Punk/Goth/Ysk

[luluculia]

♡ Racing Model Rozzi - Immortal Soul: Black Survival ♡

☆ Looks like everyone is ready. ☆

[valentina-lauricella]

E questo è quello universal consenso      Che in testimon della futura vita      Con eloquenza e con sapere immenso      Da dottori gravissimi si cita,      D’ogni popol più rozzo e più milenso,      D’ogni mente infingarda e inerudita:      Il non poter nell’orba fantasia      La morte immaginar che cosa sia.

(Da Paralipomeni della Batracomiachia, canto Ottavo)

[pr0blemd0g]

Rozzi on stage with the boys tonight!

[venusimleder]

Spur, December 1997.

Ph. Mary Rozzi

[thicksexyasswomen46]

Bounce

@_rozzy

@thicksexyasswomen46🏀🏀

[nawolff]

🧡🧡🧡

[imogen-fae]

Rozzi Crane - Creep

Creep by Radiohead is a darkly beautiful song and very few cover artists do it justice. Rozzi's version pays homage to Radiohead and then catapults the song into the stratosphere. She IS fu**** special.

[pookiestheoneliveson]

John Krivos and Bob Rozzi

[livwritesstuff]

more more more divorces dads steddie!

ask and you shall receive and all that jazz :)

part 1

If someone were to have asked Eddie even just one year ago if there were any downsides to dating his ex-husband, he’d…well, he’d actually have a lot of follow-up questions because, seriously, Eddie did not put getting back together with Steve on the Bingo card of his thirty-fifth year of life (not because he didn’t want it, to be clear, but because it was so goddamn unlikely that it would be like throwing away the whole space).

Once he got through those follow-up questions though, he’d have an answer.

There is one sole downside to dating his ex-husband and it’s that Eddie still splits custody with this guy, and because he and Steve are trying to take things slow for Rozzy’s sake (and for their own, a little bit), they haven’t let her know yet that they’ve rekindled things, which means following their normal custody schedule like it’s business as usual, so finding child-less time together isn’t exactly a walk in the park. Eddie really only ever has a free night when Steve is busy, y’know, being a father to their kid, and the daytime, when Rozzy is at playdates and summer camps, is a no-go too because even though Eddie’s job is flexible, Steve’s nine-to-five is not.

Thank fuck for sleepovers, honestly, and for Rozzy being old enough to really enjoy them (and not need to be picked up in the middle of the night), because that’s been their only saving grace.

Eddie actually finds it kind of funny that there’s more logistical challenges with dating his ex-husband than with dating, like, any other person.

Eddie commented on this to Steve (in the shower together, because Rosalind is away at one of those aforementioned blessed sleepovers), and when Steve replied, “I’ll have to take your word for it, man” Eddie finds himself gaping at him because what the fuck does he mean?

It’s been nearly a decade since they split – of course Eddie’s dated since then. Sure, no one all that serious (certainly never serious enough to introduce to Rozzy), and no one he wasn’t secretly measuring up to Steve in one way or another, but still!

There's no goddamn way the same isn't true for Steve.

“The fuck does that mean?” he asks, pressing a little harder against the way Steve is leaning against the tiled wall of the shower.

Steve only shrugs.

“Steve. You can’t honestly think I believe you haven’t dated anyone since we split up.”

“I mean,” Steve shrugs again, “If someone tried to set me up I wouldn't say no, but I never really…I dunno. Nothing really ever felt right, I guess. For me, anyway.”

“But…why?” Eddie can’t help but ask, because he's feeling kind of baffled about this, to be honest. Like, for as much as Steve’s been going on about how good Eddie looks or whatever (and he can keep that up – Eddie doesn’t mind), Steve too has only gotten better to look at over the years (which, frankly, Eddie didn’t even think was possible). It's basically a statistical anomaly than someone else hadn't already swooped this guy up while Eddie was too stupid to realize what he was missing.

“C’mon, man,” Steve says, “Obviously I was hoping there was at least a ​​small chance we’d sort out our shit.”

“Oh, obviously?” Eddie repeats, but he knows there’s a big, dumb grin on his face because he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t spent the years wondering what would happen if he never got over Steve, wondering if it’d always be this dirty secret in whatever relationship he ended up in that he was deeply, madly, painfully in love with his ex.

He is deeply, madly, painfully in love with his ex, for the record, except Steve's not exactly his ex anymore (fine – it's sort of a weird grey-area at the moment), and with him it doesn't need to be a secret. With Steve, it's not a secret because it's reality, crazy as that still kind of is to him.

It's real though, and to prove it Eddie reaches up to flop Steve’s soapy head of hair over to one side and then he kisses him long and slow, except it's only kind of a kiss, because they're both smiling too much for it to really be a kiss, and Steve's hands are cool on his waist compared to the heat of the water, and Eddie can still sort of feel the sting of a hickey Steve left on his collarbone that made him feel like he's twenty years old again, and the solidness of Steve's chest beneath his hands is reminder enough that they aren't twenty anymore in the best way, and even though they lost their way a bit back there, the day is still young.

And they've got nothing but time.

[bhswap]

Another post of my fantroll

Rozzie Iomvan

- genderfluid pansexual (any pronouns)

He's my favorite fantroll right now!

❤️matespritship - Hilram Freman ( belongs to Punchii )

[rhaena-morning]

[angelshughes]

having a class with rozzi and you tutoring him and him fucking you in the library 😋

tutor

contains: smut, 18+ mdni

summary: you’ve been thirsting jake in the library for the last few weeks, and today… today was different.

notes: RAH, i’m back

“fuck me so good my legs shake.”

——

january 27,2025

ohio state library

——

you sat at the desk in the library, waiting for jake to show up. it was his birthday, and she knew that. she had bought him a present.

give or take it was an ohio state shirt, you assumed he didn’t have. she wrapped it nice and neat and put it in a bag.

you had the bag sat on the ground beside you, it said “Happy birthday.” in all caps. you just picked the first bag you seen at the store.

you bounced your foot waiting for jake, when he finally showed up and apologized. “sorry, i was at practice,” he sighed, flipping back his damp hair.

“it’s fine, happy brithday.” you handed him the bag. “thank you, i’ll open it when i get home.” jake said. you nodded, grabbing your text book and opening it.

you and jake were there about an hour, going over whatever he needed help with, getting it done.

“there’s a book i think you should read, i’ll show you it.” you said, standing up and making jake follow after you. which he gladly did.

“here it is, section 313.” you grabbed the book, showing it to jake, he stood beside you, looking at you and not the book. he leaned down, kissing you deep.

he pushed you up against the book case, holding your hips and kissing you deep with tongue.

“we can’t…” you panted, pulling away. “do this here.” you finished. “yes we can, you just gotta be quiet, and quick.” he smirked.

you nodded, letting jake pulled your pants down mid rise and by your thighs, he rubbed your clit through your underwear, making you gasp.

he put his hand over you mouth. “gotta be quiet pretty.” he pulled down your underwear, you nodded as you watch jake pulled down his pants and boxers.

he gently pushed into you, he moved his hand from your mouth and placed it back on your hip.

you bit your lip, holding back your noises. he was rough, yet he kept a steady pace. his grip on your hips was tight, holding you steady.

“you’re so tight.” he whispered, kissing your neck, placing hickeys along it, a few in a row and a few scattered around.

you moaned softly, keeping quiet just like jake had said.jake pulled out, not wanting to cum inside of you.

you kneeled down, looking up at jake and talking him in your mouth, slowly yet surely you made your way down his shaft.

he groaned, grabbing your head and pulling you down by your hair, guiding you.

you gagged on him, grabbing his thighs and holding yourself at a pace you were comfortable with the grip that jake had on your hair.

it wasn’t tight, just tight enough to hold you in place, and keep you steady while you sucked on his tip.

———

minutes later you both were cleaning up, and rushing back to your spots at the table.

“you really need to read that book, jake.” you coughed, packing up your backpack. “i will, baby.” he promised, pulling you into s kiss.

“baby huh? someone thinks they’re boyfriends material..” you teased. “i’ll let you be the judge of that.”

[ydlmaiki]

since last post did great, I thought of also showing my main OC's in the Eltingville universe, basically they're punks and make fun of the boy's

(by the way, I have two Alternative Universes, one where it's with Norman [adopted son of Ray] and then this one when Ray was younger]