#ozzy w

[frostbeees]

feat ozzy being a mood for any social situation

[you-there-with-the-hat]

They are the best couple your honor.

[dymitre]

They are having dinner like a happy family 🥹

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[bulbabutt]

did you guys know where 87 donnie's lab was? i had to look up the floor plan. make that make sense smh

anyway! lets 👏 blame 👏 raph 👏 !

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[alpacinosgf]

"When I was a kid, there was a gangster - a real old school type. Rex Calabrese. He was a big deal. He helped people. If he saw you on the street, he'd call out to you. When I'm fourteen or somethin', he has a heart attack and dies, still holdin' a cigar. In my neighborhood, they throw a parade in his honor. A friggin' parade! And it wasn't fancy, but it was the gesture. The show of love...of what he meant. Can you imagine, to be remembered like that?" - THE PENGUIN FALL 2024

[f1zzlest1ckzz]

WHY is he so dramatic

[itsmarsss]

early bird

request: hii i love scandalous and was if would you ever write a poly ozzie/fizz/reader fic?? no pressure or anything, i really love how you write and after the angst (and the more to come from future chapters) something cute and soft would be needed lol (also fizz in suspenders💞💞 😔)

You jolt awake at the sound of a horn. That fucking horn. No matter how many times you throw it away, Fizz, somehow, finds some way to have another one the next morning. You don’t think it’s too far-off to suspect he hides a secret stash of them somewhere in the house. 

You groan, shoving a pillow over your head to conceal the noise, but it’s to no avail as Fizz pulls it from you. 

Ozzie stirs, and he gently pulls your head off his chest so he can sit up just to glare at Fizz. “Could you not?” 

“I think you know the answer to that.”

“Why’d you wake us up so early?” You question. “None of us has to be up until 9 today.”

“And how do you know it’s not 9?”

“The sun is literally still rising,” you tell him, pointing at the big window across the room. 

“Well I woke up and I had to go to the bathroom and then I couldn’t sleep again and I tried! But I couldn’t. And I don’t wanna be the only one awake…” he pouts, and he’s obviously trying to get pity points with that so as to not get further complaints about the horn thing. 

It gets Ozzie immediately. “Oh don’t make that face you know I can’t resist it.”

“Uh-huh, that’s why I make it,” he crosses his arms over his chest and smiles, tongue poking out a corner of his mouth. 

You roll your eyes and suppress a smile of your own. Can’t argue with that flawless logic. “What do you even wanna do so early?”

Fizz moves his body towards you by extending his legs, getting his face impossibly close to yours as he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. You get the hint, and laugh before planting a kiss on his forehead. “You’re cute. But no way. Still too tired.”

He exaggerates  an eye roll. “So lame!”

“And yet! You still love me.”

“Barely.”

“HA!” Ozzie laughs at him sarcastically.

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re a simp, Froggie.”

“Am not!”

“S-I-M-P. Simp.”

“So are you!”

“Never said I wasn’t,” Ozzie defends himself, putting his hands up in surrender.

“Okay, okay, everyone’s a simp. Now can we go get some breakfast or what?”

“Thought you said you were too tired.”

“I’m never too tired for breakfast, Froggie,” you pinch his cheek.

“Hey!” Ozzie complains, pretending to take offense to you making fun of his nickname for Fizz, despite it being a routinely occurrence since forever, and pulling him in a tight embrace.

Fizz squeezes himself out of Ozzie’s embrace, laughing, and you all get up off the bed. “Soooo what are we having?” He asks as the three of you exit the bedroom, and you both look up at Ozzie, expectantly. 

“Why am I the one who has to make it?”

“I mean, I can make it if you want,” Fizz says, and the three of you laugh at the absurdity of the suggestion.

“Yeah, no.” Ozzie affirms, serious, before looking at you with a raised brow. “How ‘bout you?”

“I’m just soo, soo tired, baby, look,” you pretend to yawn, and Fizz tries (and fails) not to laugh at it.

“You help me or no deal.”

“No fair! And Fizzy just watches?”

“Thought you liked it when I… watched… you two.”

“Your charm can’t get you out of everything, you know that?”

“It’s been working so far.”

“You’re too smug sometimes, Froggie,” Ozzie comments as he crosses the kitchen to get something, not turning around to say it.

“I already said I can cook if you really want me to!”

“Not after last time!”

“See?” Fizz tells you. “He won’t let me!”

“Oh and you’re obviously sooo bummed about it.”

He smiles, and Ozzie nudges you with a pink spatula. “Here.”

You realize he’s put on his frilly, tiny baby blue apron, and smile at the sight. “You’re so cute.”

“I’m thousands of years old and, like, three times bigger than you.”

“And so what do we say?”

Ozzie lets out a giggle. “Thank you, babe,” he pulls you towards him by your waist, placing a quick kiss on your cheek.

“Okay, so what are we making? What do I do with this?” You wave the spatula he handed you around.

“What do you wanna eat?”

“Waffles!” Fizz yells out.

“Ohhh, yes!” You agree.

“I could eat some waffles,” Ozzie decides.

“Hell yeah!” Both you and Fizz exclaim at the same time, high-fiving each other. 

You didn’t care about being woken up so early anymore.

[kingzombear]

*wipes away tears and sniffles* Hey do u guys wanna see my fnaf ocs (wip)

[dragon-spaghetti]

I may be scheming (we ignore how messy it is 💀)

[wasabijean]

hands…

[ozzy-boy]

What does an average day look like for Cole? Well...

-Cole wakes several minutes before your alarm is set to go off. He's gotten awfully good at that, ensuring he gets a few minutes to stare at your beautiful sleeping face before the world whisks you away from him.

-He trails the tips of his fingers through your hair, over your face, down your arm... Often pausing mid stroke to admire your features. If he happens to sneak a few small kisses while he's at it, then that's his little secret.

-He pretends to wake at the same time as you once the alarm starts to ring, smiling while your sleepy face scrunches from the noise. You mumble an apology for waking him up as usual, and he responds that he doesn't mind at all, as usual.

-Cole spend the next several minutes as he usually does: tempting you away from your duties to spend the day with him in bed. He kisses you, trails his hands over your body, whispering promises of love and desire, trying to convince you to give in. He's the devil on your shoulder, the snake guiding you towards the apple.

-As usual, he does not succeed. You allow him to spin his web of promises, laying with him and basking in his love and getting a few more precious moments of rest, before you pull away with an apologetic smile already playing across your lips. You remind him that you had work that day.

-It's okay, Cole doesn't let it get him down. There was always tomorrow to try again, after all.

-You slip away to shower. It's roughly 50/50 on Cole joining you, depending on how he feels. Many days, Cole will follow behind and slip into the warm water behind you to continue his temptations. Trailing his hands and lips as far as you'll let him, offering his 'services' if you so desire.

-Today, he decides against it. Instead, he gets up, seeing no reason to remain in a bed that you weren't in. He begins preparing breakfast for you, only feeling mild regret when he hears you humming from the other room.

-Once you're clean, dressed, and fed, you run off to work leaving Cole to find a way to bide his time.

-He'll usually go on a run. Health and proper exercise is important, after all. And if he happens to run past your workplace once or twice (or a dozen times) then that's purely coincidence.

-Once he's done, he'll head back home to shower and get lunch prepared. He'll fix something up nice and lovingly before going back to your work all over again to deliver it.

-You forgot your lunch! You silly Marshmallow, you. If he's able, he'll try and convince you to sneak away and eat with him. Although, if you're particularly busy then you'll simply take the lunch he packed you with a quick thanks and a kiss, which is perfectly fine with him.

-Although after lunch, he's run out of excuses to see you, meaning that he has to wait for you to be finished with work. He'll do some work, or perhaps some reading or shopping. Or perhaps he'll do some... 'checking in', with your acquaintances. The usual. Most of it essentially amounts to twiddling his thumbs while wondering when you'd finally be freed.

-God forbid you had errands you wanted to run after work. Cole gets steadily more and more antsy when the two of you are separated. The anticipation of seeing you again kills him. Sometimes it's hard to even remember what he did before meeting you.

-When you finally come back home after your long work day, you find Cole waiting like always. He sweeps you into a hug and a kiss, eager and desperate, like a man possessed by his desires.

-Cole loves to spoil you. Chances are he'll force you to sit back and relax while he handles everything. Dinner, a massage, drawing a warm bath to relax in, anything you want and he'll rush to get it to you as quick as possible. Nothing makes him happier than taking care of you.

-Finally, he finds himself again in his favorite place in the world- snuggled up in bed with you, clinging to your body like he would die without your body heat.

-He watches you drift off to sleep, not allowing himself to rest until after you're already deep in slumber. Every moment by your side is priceless.

-And he can't wait to do it all over again tomorrow.

[redbloodstar]

Their small boots and shoes

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔖𝔞𝔟𝔟𝔞𝔱𝔥 ♰

[displacedbias]

Are they joining this year's gala? :>

you bet they are!!!!!!!!!

[Open for gala interactions! Both writing and art >:3c]

[sleepymrshmllow]

stolitzarozzie endgame is the only answer for me 🙏