#tss!dark steve

[illusion-reality-steve]

YOU FELL VICTIM TO ONE OF THE CLASSIC BLUNDERS. The most famous is never be the character who caused Hypno Steve's pained existence. But only slightly less well known is this: never go in against a Sicilian when DEATH IS ON THE LINE.

[incorrectstevesagaquotes]

Rainbow Steve: Your ridiculous family might be surprised to find that not everything is solved by murder!

Dark Steve: We would be surprised to find that.

[mariii-the-shapeshifter]

TSS!Nightmare for the ask game

First impression: Back in TSS's early days, it was all about the novelty of a new Steve type to Elan, so as far as character goes, there wasn't much to get a first impression of. Other than that, I kinda just wanted to know what his powers were.

Impression now: Sad old grandpa. The scene with the Red Steve in the machine actually made me so sad, and seeing him in the Spirit Realm with Rainbow moved me I'm ngl.

Favorite moment: His fight with Sabre sticks out to me for some reason. Maybe it was that one KiwiQueen animation from years ago. It wasn't as technically impressive as any of his and Rainbow's fights, but the scenery really did it for me, I think.

Idea for a story: I think there needs to be a fic about him trying to bond with Hypno in the Spirit Realm, but all Hypno wants to do is hang out with Rainbow. It would be funny. Maybe a little sad, but still funny.

Unpopular opinion: I still don't know how I feel about him having been Elemental's puppet for most of his screentime, since at no point was it ever hinted at, and I liked that he was just straight up evil. Ultimately, it meant he went to the Spirit Realm, which is great, but it makes his crimes less interesting to me.

Favorite relationship: Hard to choose. Honestly, Nightmare seems so closed off for the most part. We know more about how other characters feel about him than vice versa, but I like to think about how bad of a father he might've been to Dark. Obviously we have the scene near the end of Origins where he threatened to kill him, but what other stuff could we have missed that Rainbow didn't see? I also really like BeeFlower, but I imagine it to be completely one-sided. Nightmare did Eebs a favor; it wasn't his fault that Eebs decided to fall in love with him about it, unprompted. Then there's him and Elemental.. whatever they're dynamic could be, I am unable to comprehend it. They're something to each other. Something weird. Rainbow ends up being the one with the healthiest relationship with Nightmare out of all the ones I listed, which I guess is grounds for favortism since I like when things work out and people can be friends, but they're all so interesting to think about.

Favorite headcanon: That Red Steve he absorbed was his boyfriend.

[mariii-the-shapeshifter]

I can see Galaxy and Time wearing them for sure. Time introduced Galaxy and he really likes them even though he's bad at wearing them.

I can also see Dark wearing them since I imagine he's quite short.

Prof. Red has them even though he has nowhere to wear them to.

Alex had a pair from Origin at some point, but she burned them when they broke up.

Evil Elder Blue gives heavy stiletto vibes and I can't explain why. He wears them on dates with Nightm- [gets shot]

Rainbow has a pair that he's also bad at wearing.

Plague has a wardrobe full of stolen clothes, so he obviously has some heels in there, though he's a bigger fan of platform boots, specifically.

There's a hypothetical Elder Red out there that wears them. Trust.

Finally, SSO!Purple has a pair he wears on missions where he needs to steal something at some fancy event or whatever.

Very important who do you think would in the steve saga would wear heels

My bets on nightmare

[alaritheaurora]

au where after already running and being helpess and realizing this is JUST THE START Sabre decides to go to Nightmare Steve and pledge allegiance to him. "I'll do anything, be anything you want, your ally, friend, servant, just please keep us safe" He gets Lucas on board pretty quick, but Rainbow is much harder to convince, in the end Rainbow goes along, he totally doesn't trust Nightmare Steve, because he's a villain, but Sabre thinks it's a good idea so he'll try it. Sabre becomes bff's with Nightmare Steve and both kind of balance eachother out. Any Steve Sabre rescues becomes a loyal subject of Nightmare Steve, but Sabre has influenced him to not be absolutely terrible. Shadow Steve, Dark Steve and Shadow Sabre are all present during this and are just sat in total confusion as Nightmare Steve has tea with some chicken guy they were trying to murder a day ago.

[cavedweller1st]

When ur so silly about a character that you paint them

REVERSE, MY BOY

[bullbobb]

Time: “he’s my special princess”, I say as I hold up the most basic white man to ever grace this earth (Sabre)

RQ!Rainbow: dw if I die I will still haunt the narrative

Elemental: friendly reminder. I am not suffering. Do not ask if I am fine. I am.

RQ!Time: crumpling under the weight of two unanswered texts

Dark: why does Jesus get so much credit? I also came back from the dead.

Sabre: do you like men?

TSS!Time: man is a hopeless species. I don’t like much of anyone

Sabre:

TSS!Time: oh if you meant sexually than yes

TSS!Elemental, Asuka-level glaring: yknow, your father stabbed me for being a homosexual

Memory: homocide. You attempted to kill him

[amybizarre]

(Forgive me father, for I will yap-)

I have a headcanon / theory for this! Pos and Neg are twins and Nightmare either adopted them as his kids or is related to them in some way, shape or form that would also render them his kiddos! Which would explain why they attacked the town: Revenge!

However, that does not explain the giant explosion we saw in Nightmare's dungeon that one episode. My excuse for this: Maybe it was an accident? Maybe during some experiment or exercise sth went wrong and Pos (or Neg, we don't know for sure) experienced some sort of power outburst. But he didn't want to hit Nightmare, who was most likely also there, so he directed this outburst at the wall instead, making it look like they tried to break out.

I could continue yapping about them and the family dynamics in the Nightmare Palace, but I don't wanna yap too much at once. ^^;

Purple here with a thought I just had 🟪🎃

So we all know Nightmare was a normal Yellow Steve before absorbing a Red Steve, right? And we also know he did experiments in his castle (which in my opinion, could have been made a bit better but he probably just wanted something good enough to do stuff in so he didn't care for the quality)

Well, two experiments of Nightmare that Sabre, Lucas, and Rainbow encountered, were Positive and Negative Steve. And what were their colors? Red and Yellow. The exact colors of Nightmare.

Nightmare obviously has some connections to those two colors, and for known reasons. But why specifically did he try and make Positive and Negative Steve. He could use any other color to make hybrids, but he chose a Yellow and Red Steve to make those two. But for what reasons?

Did he want clones? Did he want a new successor other than Dark? What did he want, and why?

And what did those two go through? While being scared seems like an obvious reason to attack the Rainbow Town, Sabre and his friends never showed a threat to them. Did they attack out of fear? Jealousy? Control? What did they experience and was it why they attacked the town.

They also had a chance to become their normal selves when making a machine. But instead they chose to merge together to make Infinity. They could have been free as soon as they finished the machine, and maybe even sooner if they didn't attack the Rainbow Town.

What were their goals? Why were their goals that way? Why didn't they just escape or something? If they feared Nightmare, then they could have ran and asked Sabre, Rainbow, and Lucas for help. But they decided to attack, and merge themselves.

They had so many opportunities to be free if they had a hatred for Nightmare, that they never took. Even if they never wanted Nightmare dead, and just wanted to be away from him, they could have asked Rainbow and his friends because Rainbow's whole goal is to stop Nightmare.

[thebeingmerf]

Shoutout to my TSS Light Steve design

Lowkey forgot about him

Dudes like 4’0” and can body slam Dark who’s like twice his height

[free-for-all-fics]

More random Marvel prompts and ideas, feat. Bucky, Zemo, and Loki. Pls tag me if any of these inspire you to write something! I’d love to read it! 💜

1. Bucky is reader’s father and she was kidnapped and used by Hydra alongside him. While he was the Winter Soldier, she was used to keep him in line and may or may not have had her memories erased like he did. So while in captivity, she and Bucky may feel a sense of familiarity, but have no idea why or that they’re related. But what Hydra never knew is that while she and Bucky both were taught Russian, she secretly implanted safe words into his head to snap him out of Winter Soldier mode, just in case they ever made it out alive and needed a fail safe. Now, after Zemo (or another character) used the words to trigger him back into the Winter Soldier, she has to use the safe words she taught him to get him back to normal, even if it’s during mid-combat and she risks her life/safety in the process. Even if she hates having to go inside her dad’s mind. She just wants to stop him from hurting others or himself. She just wants her dad back.

2. Zemo as a cult leader AU. I’ve seen some Bucky fics with this scenario and they’re so dark and sensual, what about Zemo’s turn?

3. Zemo or Bucky Spy/Crime AU inspired by Nancy Drew and the Silent Spy. Reader was a top performing spy/agent for many years before she met Bucky/Helmut. Following their marriage, reader left the spy world to raise their child, a promise made to her husband. As such, they decided to keep Reader’s past a secret. Until Reader gets a call from an old friend and fellow spy that would put her back in the game, leading to Bucky/Zemo losing trust in that friend (Could be Natasha, Steve, Sharon, whoever). And despite the success of the mission, Reader seemingly died in a car accident while undercover. For many years, Helmut/Bucky believed reader was betrayed and killed, and this causes him to go onto a life of crime - to seek revenge for his wife’s murder. For many years, the death remained a painful subject for Bucky/Helmut, who was aggravated by her leaving and fought with her before she left.

Now his plane has just landed in the very country/city Reader had supposedly died in, and he’s here to unravel the conspiracy behind her death, hoping to find any clues and remnants of her final days here. This high-risk mission could prove fatal, with danger around every corner, down every street, inside every room. Bucky/Helmut might encounter enemies and friends alike, some of whom closer than he may think. As they say, you may never know whom to trust, so best to keep your friends close and enemies closer. Perhaps the person he’s looking for most will be right under his nose, and he won’t even know it. Maybe some secrets should stay buried, like his wife was. Or was she?

4. Bucky either gets turned into a cat (either a normal cat who has to use those push to talk word buttons for pets to communicate, or a talking cat like Salem Saberhagen) OR he develops the ability to talk to animals through a magic mishap. (Could be from Strange, Loki, or another source) But he can now understand everything Alpine says and communicate with her perfectly, so he really enjoys this new development instead of wanting to be changed back to normal right away. He and his favorite girl in the world (aside from you, of course) are bonding and causing catastrophe *ba dum tss* and this will only solidify their lifelong friendship. Feline friends for life! Bucky’s just like, “Babe, guys, I know you’re all working really hard to fix this and get me back to normal but hear me out: What if we…don’t and say we did?”

5. You know those pictures of a Tomcat walking over thorns/barbs to reach the white cat and it looks like a romantic forbidden love? A fic with that scenario, where Alpine has a handsome Tomcat admirer who keeps coming by Bucky’s apartment to visit her and paws at/yowls by the window and/or brings “gifts” for her (buttons, rocks, whatever sparkly and colorful things he can get his paws on). Bucky is like, “No!! Absolutely not!! She’s my baby, my princess and no man is good enough for her! Get out of here, you punk! >:(“

but reader is like, “Awwwww it’s so romantic!! He’s singing for her! He’s brought gifts! Bucky, they’re in love! Look at them, it’s like Lady and the Tramp! Bucky, c’mon, I want grandkittens.”

Bucky is straight faced when he says, “Thanks for reminding me to schedule her vet appointment to get her spayed, doll.”

6. Narnia/Beauty and the Beast inspired: Imagine you fall through a portal in your closet and accidentally end up in Jotunheim, ruled by king Loki. At first, he tries to manipulate you with promises you will be his queen if you bring your family there. You go back to your world and come back a few days later, with your family, but end up going separate ways. When you return to the ice palace where Loki is, He’s disappointed that you came alone and locks you up in his dungeon. But you befriend Fenrir, his son and one of his loyal wolves. And as cliche as it is, perhaps you’ll melt the ice king’s heart. (It’s been a hot minute since I saw the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe so sorry if things are wrong).

7. Loki fic where reader is his daughter and is similar to Hel from Norse mythology, ruler of the land of the dead, half of her body that of a beautiful woman and the other half skeletal like a corpse. She and Loki have a visit and she’s feeling self conscious and asks, “Am I ugly? Am I undesirable?” because she’s read the tales and myths of Midgard, yet hasn’t found her “Persephone” yet. She’s feeling lonely and jealous since the dead aren’t the best conversationalists, nor are her brothers, and she’s stuck down below while other gods get to explore the world above. Loki tries to be the best father he can be to his favorite child and only daughter.

8. Merman/Siren Zemo and human reader AU: Reader is the daughter of a pirate or noble on a ship headed for home, until Zemo summons a Kraken to destroy the ship reader is on so he can kidnap her without witnesses. Maybe it’s dark where reader was sold to him but then reader’s father tries to back out of the deal, or he takes her as retribution after his family is killed. Maybe he walks on land as a human for a few days to gain the reader’s trust.

9. Merman AU where Zemo gets kidnapped by pirates, since it’s said a merman is part of the key to the long lost treasure. Reader is the captain’s daughter, but she goes against her father’s orders and secretly befriends Zemo during their voyage/quest for the treasure. She sets him free, even if she knows she’d be punished for it. What irony would it be if she’s the only one from the pirate crew who lays eyes on or comes in possession of the long sought after treasure. Pirates of the Carribbean inspired type thing. Could be dark or not.

10. AU where Zemo is a Nøkken/Fossegrim who uses his music to lure people to their drowning. But maybe reader is different. Maybe reader becomes his new muse/obsession and he wants her for himself, as a bride. That scene where Zemo sings Baa Baa Black Sheep to the kids just makes me want AUs of him as a singing mythical creature. Dark or not. “Stories also exist wherein the Fossegrim agreed to live with a human who had fallen in love with him” “a tale from the forest of Tiveden relates that a father promised his daughter to a nøkk who offered him great hauls of fish in a time of need; she refused and stabbed herself to death, staining the water lilies red from that time on.”

11. Pirate AU where Zemo/Bucky was once a pirate captain and is now a vengeful ghost disturbed from his centuries long sleep under the sea. Long ago, in the 1700’s he killed a ship’s crew full of members of the Royal Navy. He and his crew donned the dead men’s uniforms and kidnapped a countess on board, intending to hold her for ransom. Occasionally, Zemo/Bucky would permit the countess above deck. One night, she threw herself overboard and attempted to drown herself, but he dove in after her and pulled her back up. When the countess fell sick with fever, he nursed her back to health himself, not trusting anyone on his crew. This was the start of their love story. A love story which ended with his beloved countess murdered on their wedding day in a failed rescue attempt by her family, and he sent to the gallows for his crimes. Before the lever was pulled, he cursed them all and swore revenge. Now he’s crawled out from his watery grave, back as a vengeful spirit. He kidnaps the reader, a museum curator with a striking resemblance to his countess. His new obsession: Resurrect his love from the dead and make his countess remember who he is.

12. Possibly Dark Frankenstein AU with some Apsulov: End of Gods inspiration, where Zemo doesn’t have healthy coping mechanisms for his grief and is totally unhinged, becoming a mad doctor. He wants his family back through any means necessary. Carl was too small to bring back, but he can try to bring back his wife, Heike. His attempts instead create the reader, a woman with some of Heike’s parts. Whatever was left of her body that was still salvageable, that is.

You wake up on a strange surgical table in an unfamiliar room. You hear a man’s voice speaking over you, as if taking notes for a medical exam. “Some movement. Her responses and cognitive abilities seem to be working as intended.” The man’s voice then speaks directly to you, but you still can’t find where it’s coming from, no matter wherever which way you look.

“Good morning, my dear. Still a bit weak, I see. Not very surprising.” You try to ask any of the millions of questions you have, but it comes out as only a pathetic rasp. “Your throat muscles need time to recover. I’ll fix that for you later. Let’s hope this whole procedure wasn’t a waste of my precious time and resources. For now, don’t speak. I want you to go over to the table you see in front of you and show me who you are.”

You see a table with a single lamp and many headshots of different women, their names written underneath. There’s no mirror anywhere, so you don’t know what the right answer is. You’re so confused but the longer you hesitate, the more impatient and agitated the voice gets. You’re not sure what he wants, so you choose…. And the angry, frustrated shouts of “No! No! I can’t believe this! You failure! Is this all I have to show for my years of devoted research? My years of sleepless nights and grueling work? A pathetic little husk that has forgotten everything I’ve given her?! An imbecile that’s forgotten the entire history of us?!” tell you you’ve chosen wrong. Very wrong.

You try to speak again, but — “Shut up! We’re past the point of no return, we can’t give up on you now. I’ll come back for you, so don’t you dare move. I’ll fix you later.” The voice is gone. It seems you’ve been left alone for now. You don’t know what he meant when he said he’ll fix you, but you don’t want to stay to find out. You need to get out. Now.

[illusion-reality-steve]

Alright, probably unique idea; What if both dark steve and the demon steve returned in the illusion arc

Since Dark Steve has experience with running a pigmen army in the Nether, it might be interesting if Dark Steve uses Demon Steve or the Spiritless World to cause trouble. It might even tie in some lore from the Blue Steve Saga.

Wait, omg, Dark Steve is a shapeshifter too. He and Illusion Steve might confuse everyone by pretending to be other people. Imagine if Dark Steve pretends to be Illusion Steve, and visa versa.

Thank you for the ask!

[otter-pop-supreme]

(3/3)

All the pics are from my hc slideshow. I can’t remember if I shared the link BUT I do consider it outdated(bc my hcs may change by the day) and plan to make a new, much more backstory and such

Lil project ive been doing:

I've been making dress up “dolls” of TSS characters w fem and masc vers. Rn I have

-Rainbow

-Elemental

-Time

-Galaxy

-Void

-Memory

-Illusion

-Plague

Don't think I can show the bases, they nakey but rb w outfits for me to draw them in :3

May make more bases another time

[incorrectstevesagaquotes]

Dark Steve: I’ll never talk! 

Rainbow Steve, sharpening knife: I have ways of making people talk.

Dark Steve:

Rainbow Steve: [cuts a piece of cake]

Dark Steve: …Can I have some?

Rainbow Steve: Cake is for talkers.

[gender-mailman]

[ Big list for a big gay/silly ]

O-ok <:( 👉👈 but dont say that i didnt warned you /half silly

Logan(TSS)

Janus(TSS)

Remus(TSS)

Benrey(HLVRAI)

Benrey(Y2KVR)

Gordon(HLVRAI)

LoverBoy(Y2KVR)

Celine(HKM)

Doc(HLVRV)

Gordon(SwapHLVRAI)

CalaMaria(Cuphead)

King Dice(Cupjead)

Jon(TMA)

Ellias(TMA)

Michael(TMA)

Porrim(Homestuck)

Roxy(Homestuck)

Jake(Homestuck)

Cronus(Homestuck)

Mindfang(Homestuck)

The singless(Homestuck)

Vinny(fandom FNAF)

Mike(fandom FNAF)

Alastor(Hazbin Hotel)

Angel Dust(Hazbin Hotel)

Dark(Markplier egos)

W.W.(Markiplier egos)

Anti(JackSepitEye egos)

Marvin(JackSepitEye egos)

Owynn(FNAFHS)

Puppet(FNAFHS)

Fred(FNAFHS)

Freddy(FNAFHS)

Bendy(BATIM)

Alice Angel(BATIM)

Sammy(BATIM)

Joe(OSNF)

Liz(OSNF)

Cezar(OSNF)

RK-900(DBH)

Connor(DBH)

Nick(Zootopia)

Marceline(AT)

Wheatley(Portal 2)

Sans(UnderTale)

Fell!Sans(UnderFell)

[Aged up] Kenny(South Park)

[Aged up&pc] Kyle(South Park)

[Aged up] Craig(South Park)

Cecil(WTNV)

Carlos(WTNV)

Freemind(FM)

Barney(HL)

Gordon(HL)

Leading Light(HLVRV2)

Shane(SDV)

Lady Dimitrescu(RE8)

Sal(SF)

Zebrur(HS)

Harvey(SDV)

Oliver(Dailtown)

Randy(Dialtown)

C!DreamXD(dreamSMP)

C!Sapnap(dreamSMP)

C!Schllat(dreamSMP)

C!Quackity(dreamSMP)

C!Dream(dreamSMP)

C!Mexican Dream(dreamSMP)

C!Philza(dreamSMP)

Prison!Dream(dreamSMP)

C!George(dreamSMP)

C!Sam(dreamSMP)

Sollux(Homesuck)

Aziraphale(Good Omens)

Crowley(Good Omens)

Pollution(Good Omens)

Beelzebub(Good Omens)

Ponyos dad(Ponyo)

Midas(Fortnite)

Spamton(DR)

B. Addison(DR)

P. Addison(DR)

Fell Spamton(DF)

Swap Spamton(DS)

Ozzie(HB)

Dr. Flugg(Villanius)

Black Hat(Villanius)

Fact Core(Portal2)

Davesprite(HS)

Bruno(Encanto)

C!Eret(DSMP)

Warden!Sam(DSMP)

Roxanne(FNAFSB)

Glamrock Freddy(FNAFSB)

Sunrise[Sundrop](FNAFSB)

Moondrop(FNAFSB)

Kankri(Homestuck)

Glamrock Chica(FNAFSB)

Argos(Tik Tok oc)

Tom(Eddsworld)

Tord(Eddsworld)

Jed Olson(DBD)

Dwight Fairfield(DBD)

Hugo(Dream Daddy)

Human!Music Man(FANFSB)

Willian Afton(FNAF)

Springtrap(FNAF3)

Toy Chica(FNAF2)

Foxy(FNAF)

Chica(FNAF)

Mangle(FNAF2)

Michael Afton(FNAF)

Phone Guy(FNAF)

Phone Dude(FNAF3)

Venomous(OKKO)

Jeff the Killer(Creppypasta)

Ticci Toby(Creppypasta)

Deadpool(Deadpool)

C!Charlie/Mr. Cycle(TFTSMP)

Quest(Blooming panic)

Dave(Blueycapsules)

Mr. Boseman(Blueycapsules)

Michael Miers(Slasher)

Ghost Face(Slasher)

William Afton(Blueycapsules)

Vincent Afton(Blueycapsules)

Slenderman(Creppypasta)

Mulder(Blueycapsules)

Joan(Blueycapsules)

Henry(Blueycapsules)

Jeremy(Blueycapsules)

Michael afton(Blueycapsules)

Error sans(UndertaleAU)

Ink sans(UndertaleAU)

Pierre(Dialtown)

Xyx(Blooming panic)

Phil Guy(Blueycapsules)

Chauncey(Blueycapsules)

Mr. Phone Guy(DSAF)

Nightowl(Blooming panic)

Nakedtoasted(Blooming panic)

Dave "Purple guy"(DSAF)

Mr. Omega(Omegamart)

Grady(Portal)

Adventure Core(Portal 2)

Jake(Duskwood)

Jack Walten(TWF)

Felix(TWF)

Googleplier(Markplier)

Rosemary(TWF)

Mark Heathcliff(TMC)

Cesar Torres(TMC)

Gabriel Boseman(Blueycapsules)

Alex(SDV)

Jack(DSAF)

Intruder(TMC)

John Doe(John Doe)

Yoaj(Blueycapsules)

Gunther(ISWM)

AdultCC/Smirking Adult(blueycapsules)

Medic(TF2)

Spy(TF2)

scout(TF2)

Miss Pauling(TF2)

Liam(Monster Prom)

Damian(Monter Prom)

Zoe(Monster Prom)

Calculester(Monster Prom)

Miranda(Monster Prom)

Brian(Monster Prom)

Oz(Monster Prom)

Vicky(Monster Prom)

Mack(ISWM)

Victor Blake(VTSOM)

Vincent Edgeworth(VTSOM)

Draco Edgeworth(VTSOM)

Winston Loomis(VTSOM)

Albert Krueger(TWDAK)

Monsieur M.(VTSOM)

Murderplier(ISWM)

Eda(TOH)

Rain(TOH)

Belos(TOH)

Edrich(TOH)

Alador(TOH)

Derius(TOH)

Dr. Voldritch(Dr. Voldritch)

Eddie Munson(ST)

Hopper(ST)

Steve(ST)

Billy(ST)

Alexei(ST)

001(ST)2

Gunther(SDV)

Momo(Stray)

Doc(Stray)

Sus Gabriel(TMC)

[Aged up&pc] Stan(South Park)

[Post covid] Butters(South Park)

[your-highnessmarvel]

It’s Your Captain Tonight NSFW

Requested by Anon: Hi I follow you on twitter and I saw you retweeted that post about chris having an captain america suit in his closet for “special occaisons” so I am asking if you can do a chris evans smut when he surprises his girlfriend you with the suit? You can do whatever you want though thank you! xx

A/N: Wow, i am so proud of this smut LMAOOO but it’s just so NASTY OMG!! I can’t believe i wrote this!!! the gif is EXACTLY the chris that’s in this fic.

Warnings: smut, Dom!Chris, Rough!Chris, Sub!reader

*gif not mine

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MASTERLIST

You sit on the bed, the covers around you, flipping through a magazine. Your pajamas are simple: shorts and a tank top because the weather is too hot to sleep in anything more. The TV in the corner is on, blaring the news. The lights are dimmed.

Chris is in the bathroom. It’s always like this; your routine. You go in first, taking your time with skincare and showering, while Chris whines that he has to pee. Then, while you fluff up the pillows and prepare the bed for sleeping, Chris just pees and washes his teeth and he’s ready for bed.

“What about moisturizer?” you’d once asked, way back when you’d first started sleeping over. But your boyfriend had shrugged and waved it off because he’s just like that. Pretty like that.

Now, however, he’s been in there for a while. You check the door, see if the light is still on. Shadows dance under the door, but no sound. What is he doing in there?

It doesn’t matter because all you want is to snuggle up to him and watch the boring news until sleep claims you. Or he does.

The door finally opens, and still staring at your magazine, you smirk and ask, “Did you take a little poo?” When you get no answer, your smirk widens. “Usually you take them in the morn...” You trail off because there, standing in all his glory, is Captain America.

So that’s why he’d been growing out his beard.

Not a very long time ago, you’d expressed your fondness for nomad Steve Rogers. After your boyfriend and you had spent the weekend binge watching all Marvel movies because the weather was bad, you’d made a passive point that bearded Steve Rogers was peak. Chris had laughed and said he too liked the beard, but in his heart, home was The First Avenger and would always be clean-shaven, by-the-book Cap.

But now. Now.

You don’t know where he got the Infinity War suit with the ripped chest piece and the darkened star and the dusty layers, but it makes your heart flip and your stomach drop down to your knees. Chris looks absolutely ravishing. You’d only seen him in the suit on screen, but now, under the very real lighting of your room, with Chris’s eyebrow quirking up, he looks ravenous.

Your mouth parts and you let out a whimper.

The dark blue trousers fit snug to his legs, looser around his waist, and as you trail your eyes up, you can’t help but linger on his crotch. God, how many times had you fantasized about him in this suit? How many times had you had to bite your tongue about it when Chris asked you what your biggest fantasy was? Too many.

Chris stands there with a cocky look on his face. He knows what he is doing to you. The rosy cheeks. The whimper. The wandering eyes. The fidgeting.

He doesn’t say anything. His burning blue gaze glues to yours, trailing up and down your body. You close your magazine and toss it onto the night table, scooting to the edge of the bed, bare feet hanging off the edge.

Then Chris licks his lips. “Are you gonna be good for your Captain?”

Your mouth opens in surprise. He’s never been this way before. Always calm and gentle, never assertive or overly dominant. But the intensity radiating off him now burns through you like a furnace, and you can’t help but feel it in your knees.

You nod.

He takes a step forward and instinctively, you scoot up the bed quickly. He smirks, puts one hand on his belt, and gives you that head tilt and eyebrow quirk you’d once said was hot. “Don’t be bad,” he says, and his voice is low and roach, and something switches in your stomach. “You know what bad girls get.”

He takes another step, and just to spite him, you flip over and attempt to crawl to the other edge of the bed. But his hand clamps down around your ankle, and with one harsh tug, he has you splayed on your stomach.

“Ah ah,” he coos, stepping between your legs. Your skin tingles where his fingers touch you, as they skim your calf, up the back of your thigh. You press your cheek against the sheets, hair splayed messily around you. “Be good,” he demands, and this time, his tone is harsh.

Heat spreads in your belly. “Yes,” you whimper.

“Yes, Captain,” he corrects behind clenched teeth.

This side of Chris, this animal, hungry, powerful side of him had otherwise been hidden from you, and now that it was out, you wanted to play.

“Yes, Captain,” you murmur.

His left hand grips the band of your shorts, and using his leverage, pulls your ass back until you can feel his belt buckle against the back of your thighs. The sting of it is cold and you wince lowly.

Chris chuckles. Still holding you, he uses his right hand to unbuckle himself, tug the belt through the loops, and rip it free. There’s a moment where the clang of the belt echoes in the room, the moment stagnant, and all you feel are his eyes raking over you like hot coals. Then the leather strap trails lightly across your clothed ass, and shivers erupt on your skin.

Chris’s voice is low and tantalizing when he speaks. “A birdie told me you like men in suits of armor.” His left hand sneaks up into your hair, grips it, and yanks you back slowly until your back is pressed against his chest. You breathe shallowly, your hands braced on his thighs. His nose nuzzles your neck, his teeth grazing your skin. “Let’s see if you like to get fucked by one.”

The sheer intensity in his voice makes a moan leave your lips unexpectedly. He hums in approval before bending you back onto the bed. He uses an arm under you to effortlessly position you so you’re facing the headboard, and then climbs in, flipping you on your back with one hand.

Facing him now, you can see the darkness in his eyes, swimming in the blue, clouded in lust. He straddles your waist and you reach up to touch him, to run your fingers in his locks, but his hand shoots out and grips your jaw. “Tss tss.” Again, that dominant tone as he pushes you back into the mattress. Eyes, blue and taunting, trail up your body, to your gaze, then to the belt in his free hand.

You know what’s coming when he takes both your wrists in one hand. You’ve never been tied up before, and the idea of being completely at someone’s mercy makes you squirm.

And that doesn’t please Chris.

He squeezes your wrists and shoves them over your head, inciting a small yelp from your lips.

“I said be a good girl for your Captain,” he reiterates, his tone vicious, lustrous, as he looks at you with one eyebrow cocked.  

“Yes,” you whimper. And then, when you see his mouth twitch, you add, “Captain.”

He smiles triumphantly and proceeds to wrap the leather belt around your wrists, and then secures it to the headboard. You give one tentative tug, but you’re tied in real good.

Chris leans in until his lips are grazing yours. “You’re not going anywhere, sweetheart.”

His blue eyes stay glued to yours as he slowly slithers down the length of your body. You’re buzzing, trembling, anticipating what’s coming next. But Chris is in another mindset, a different dimension, because just as his mouth lingers over your clothed apex, just when you feel his warm breath on you, you are right back onto your stomach. 

Your wrists are criss-crossed, fingers clenched against your bindings. “Chris.” The name leaves your lips in a whoosh, the movement of him flipping you over once again almost knocking the breath from your lungs. 

There’s a hand in your hair, pulling, faster than you can even blink. The weight of him over you, warm and heavy. His mouth at your ear. “Captain,” he demands, voice clenched. 

You shiver. Your ass is right at his crotch, and when you move up slightly, you can feel just how hard he is through his trousers. He really likes this. 

Then his weight is lifted. Hands on your hips, gripping your shorts, and he slides them down your thighs, down your calves, until your shorts are being chucked across the bedroom. His knees leave the bed one by one as he positions himself between your legs. You become very aware of how naked you are when cool air brushes up against your bare pussy. And you become very - very - aware of how wet you are. 

Chris groans when he sees you, glistening, ready, wanting. “You’re such a mess,” he grunts, hands on your ass, kneading, spreading. 

You flex your hands, feeling the blood leaving your fingertips. You look back, strands of hair in your face. Chris has eyes just for your pussy, his eyes wide and blue, mouth parted and wet. This look on him; this look of utter lust and desire and possessiveness is enough to make you squirm your hips. Searching for friction. Your bud, sorely neglected, rubs against the mattress. A moan passes your lips, and Chris is quick to grab the flesh of your haunches and yank you up and back, so that your ass is in the air. And you lose the friction on your clit. 

A whine comes from your throat, and surely, right behind that, a smack on your ass. 

“I’m the one to give you any kind of pleasure tonight,” Chris groans, his fingers digging into your flesh. “Nothing else. That’s why your hands are tied.”

There’s no possible way you can answer coherently, so you whine and wiggle your ass back, desperate for his touch. For pressure or friction or anything!

His hands leave your ass and slither down the backs of your thighs. You can feel the rough fabric of his trousers against your skin, but he is keeping safely away. 

“Chr-Captain, I want you to... touch me, please.” Your voice is frail, breathy, husky. Chris’s soft caresses turn aggressive and he is once again grabbing your skin. 

He doesn’t answer, instead finding your clit with his thumb and pressing. Your desperation leads you to moan and jerk backward, searching for more. He complies with a snicker, rubbing his thumb along your swollen and soaked clit, circling, flicking, pressing. You’re moaning and whining, muffled against the mattress, your breathing labored. 

He smacks your ass again, mumbling a low, “Mine,” with urgency, and then his middle finger plunges easily into your hot core. 

“Fuck,” you breathe, wiggling your ass back. His finger slips so easily inside you that it’s almost embarrassing. 

“You’re so wet,” he mumbles, thumb finding your clit again, simultaneously pleasuring you. 

At this point, you don’t care if you sound desperate. “It’s all for you, Captain.”

He makes an acquiescing sound and plunges a second finger into you, pumping slowly, eliciting a low moan from you. 

“Do you know just how fucking hot you look right now?” he asks, his voice rough and low and breathy. 

You can’t answer because the precipice is coming and you’re searching that climax with urgency. His thumb flicking quickly and tightly against your bud and his fingers pumping in you, petting that spot, makes you want to say the most nastiest things to him. 

The knot in your belly, just under your navel, begins to burn. You moan louder, Chris’s name coming off your lips like a mantra. Your walls clench around his fingers, your clit buzzing, searching and begging for release.

“Come on, baby,” Chris mumbles encouragingly. 

And then you’re cumming, clenching around his fingers, moan echoing in the dim room, legs trembling from the force of your fall. Pleasure throbs from your core to your knees and down to your toes, and you’re curling them against Chris’s thighs. 

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, slapping your ass, biting the sensitive skin with such force that your moan turns into a yelp. 

Behind closed lids, your breath echoing in your ears, you can hear Chris unzipping his trousers, fumbling with the fabric. The bed dips, and then your aching, buzzing core is poked by Chris’s cock and you whine low in your throat. 

“Are you ready for you Captain, babe?” he purrs. You nod, clenching your numbing hands.

One hand on your hip, he uses the other to guide himself into you. It’s always a stretch when Chris fucks you. His girth and his length combined are enough to have you breathless, struggling to adjust. And it’s like that now, as he eases into you, you stretch around him with a soft, stuttered moan. Your orgasm left you tight enough and throbbing enough that as soon as Chris is halfway in, he can’t control himself any longer. 

In one swift thrust, he’s bottomed out, and you’re writhing on your knees, trying to take him in. 

“You’re so tight, baby, fuck,” he moans, both hands gripping your hips like they’re his anchor. 

He doesn’t let you adjust like he normally does. Instead, he begins a pace; slow, languid thrusts, deep and harsh, that leave you shuddering and begging for him to make you cum again. 

“Are gonna cum for your Captain again, baby?” he groans, fingers gripping, hips snapping. “Huh? Are you gonna cum all over this cock?”

Those words, so dirty and so unlike Chris, make you clench around him, wiggling back on him, wanting him to keep hitting that spot inside you that makes you want to scream. 

He’s not chasing his high. He’s chasing yours. The pinnacle starts and you’re moaning so loud, the sheets between your teeth. His cock keeps caressing your tight walls and hitting that spot each time. He’s a God. 

You cum for the second time, stars dancing behind your closed lids, clenching around him so hard it makes him slow his thrusts. “Fuck, baby, that’s good,” he moans lowly, giving your ass one more smack, enjoying the rhythmic throbs of your soaked pussy around him. 

He slides out of you and the emptiness left behind makes you sigh, but he’s not done with you. 

One hand pushes you by the hip until you collapse onto your side, panting. He reaches for your binding and rips you free. Your wrists are red and sore, but you don’t even feel it. You’re buzzing so hard from your orgasms, from the sheer sensuality and lasciviousness of it all, that you don’t even care. 

Chris takes each wrist in his hands, and for a split second, it’s not Cap anymore as he kisses each injured wrist. 

As soon as he came, he goes. The dominant, harsh man comes back as he pulls you by the thighs until you’re flat on your back. 

“You’re gonna make your Captain cum, now, are you?” he asks, eyes searching yours. You nod compliantly, spreading your knees, reaching out to touch his shoulders. “Good girl,” he groans, aligning with you again. 

In another swift thrust, he’s back inside your soaked walls. You’re full and you want more and you want to sink your teeth in his shoulder. He uses his elbows to not crush you, but each thrust, now more rigid and forceful, takes your breath away. 

Your third impending orgasm approaches faster than you thought with each snap of his hips, and when you begin to clench around him, he groans low in his throat. He hoists himself up on his hands, and one hand wraps quickly and surely around your throat. 

The sight of him - mouth parted in a low moan, broad and shapely shoulders hunched over you, that darn fucking suit still on him while he pounds into you - are enough for you to throw your head back and moan. It gives more access for Chris to squeeze his fingers around your neck, hips snapping so hard that you’re bouncing up the bed. 

He knows you’re about to cum, and when your walls are tight enough for him to join you in your ecstasy, he brings his thumb to your clit and the pressure is enough for you to erupt. 

Chris’s hips stutter while you clench impossibly tight around him. Your eyes close and your body hums with pleasure, as Chris gives one last harsh thrust before he spills into you, groaning low in his chest. 

You’re barely aware of the aftermath. When your senses come back from three fucking orgasms, Chris is laying on his back beside you, breathless, sweat shining on his forehead. 

“That was - God, baby that was so fucking good,” he breathes behind closed lids. He’s smiling, and so are you. 

“It must be so hot in that suit,” you breathe back, searching for his hand on the bed. He takes yours and brings your knuckles to his mouth. 

“You have no fucking idea,” he answers with a chuckle, lingering his mouth on your knuckles. 

You smirk. “Shower?”

Chris laughs, but slowly turns his head to you. “Give me five minutes.”

[ritchieblackless]

[Ranking Of Cozy music eras]

Well, as many of you know, Cozy did A LOT of things with many musicians and playing different styles. He appeared on at least 66 albums and counting another session work, some hidden works (Like Supertision and Ballroom Blitz) in total is nearly 90 things that he did! (that's why it took me so long, I had to listen to all again) but always one era will be better than other so... at the request of @thespiritofvexation (and I wanted to because is a excellent idea) here are the ranking of Cozy music eras.

Note: I'll try to be objective about this but also you'll get my opinion.

9. Whitesnake.

(As you can notice, Cozy's solo album is there. I put it because is in same era. I did this with all Cozy's solo albums 'cause the poor boy didn't have the time to make a proper solo career... he didn't like that very much anyway.)

Well first thing I'll highlight about this work... is the fact that his drumming is plain, so plain... for being Cozy Powell. You know, Blues rhythm, one bass drum and tomb with a little bit of cymbal... plain. But it's alright because the album needed that type of drumming (Not pun intended of course) I'm just saying that his drumming is so plain because the songs (Blues/Hard Rock) needed that, otherwise, it would have sounded a bit Rainbow-ish. Remember that Cozy was so versatile. He had a strong style but if the song needed the opposite of his style, he was going to do it.

Whitesnake era for me is not his best but LIVE. He on stage was another story. He was amazing.

Songs with Cozy's signature: Hungry For Love.

A side from Whitesnake we have his solo album which is one of his best works. Octopuss was a successful album. We have his mix between classical music and his drumming which is mind blowing. Hard Rock tracks like The Rattler, Formula One (Good one, Cozy) and Princetown and one ballad (Because he liked... a true sweetheart.) Dartmoore.

8. Michael Schenker Group.

His work here is what I like to call "Angry Drumming"

He didn't get along with Michael Schenker so they were fighting everytime. So all he did in this only album with MSG he did it angry... that's why is so good. He was "in mourning" trying to get over Rainbow so he had no better idea that making his drumming sound Rainbow-ish (I can relate) taking advantage of the situation that MSG was a heavy rock band. Not Rainbow, but still. There are a lot of Cozy's fills and Cozy's arrangements on the songs too more than Whitesnake.

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Attack Of The Mad Axeman, But I Want More and Feeling Like A Good Thing (Live). 

Now, a side from MSG we have his second solo album. Tilt have jazz-fusion songs like Cat Moves. A  rock tracks too like The Blister and Hot Rock. And with some funky thing like The Right Side with another ballad (Because he is a sweetheart) Sunset. Tilt was an anti-commercial album with a nice success. Also, the album have two “Dark” songs which are Living In A Lie and Jekyll Hyde (Inspired of course in Mr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde... Cozy’s favourite book... such a nerdy.)

7. Brian May Band.

We know how important Cozy was for Brian May’s solo career and Brian himself... (But I’ll not going to talk about this now, because I’m focused only on his drumming.)

Basically Brian told him “Be yourself, I don’t need a type of drumming” So that is what you listen when you listen those three albums... a free, happy Cozy. So powerful as always and creative. Of course Cozy had to be powerful because he was trying to cheer Brian up (He is so sweet). Believe me when I say that this is his best work in his last days! Its amazing the heavy-hand that he still had. For moments you think that you are listening Rainbow by the power of his drumming and the songs are completely stunning. 

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Cyborg, The Guv’nor, Resurrection, Rollin’ Over.

Now, his solo album. The Drums Are Back was not a successful album with bad reviews saying that Cozy was recycling himself. I personally don’t think Cozy was recycling himself, I just think that he had his own way to do songs and make albums.In spite the bad critics and no success, the album was top ten in Japan.. HA! The Drums Are Back have really groovy songs like The Drums Are Back, Legend Of The Glass Mountain (He really never got over Rainbow..). Rock songs like The Rocket and Ride To Win. And three ballads (Because he is a sweet-... well you get it) Battle Hymn, Cryin’ and Somewhere In Time.

6. Peter Green Splinter Group. 

This album is a proof of Cozy’s versatility and still young drumming. 

He and Peter Green got along really well so their chemistry was reflected in the music and live performances (Unfortunately a very few with Cozy) Yeah, the whole album is basically blues, okay? But the thing is that Cozy, no matter how slow the blues was, he would let you know that was him playing the drums.And I need to say that: HE PLAYED BLACK MAGIC WOMAN WONDERFULLY... (just that, back to the point). 

Peter didn't tell him how to play drums in Fleetwooc Mac’s songs, Cozy just did it and he did it fantastic. Also, his drumming sounded so young, so strong and with presence. Its mind blowing really because you don’t expect Cozy at the age of 50 playing strongly but he actually did. He did his drum roll thing with just one bass drum, he was still so noisy as always (I’m so sorry just this era puts me soft)  

Songs with Cozy’s signature:Homework, Going Down. 

And his solo-... oh... right... *Runs to bathroom to cry*

5. 80s Work.

 Well, time to time (For not saying always) Cozy liked to participate in his friends’s albums when he had a little free time with the band that he was in at the time. I did this 80s work section here because I cant believe that amount of things that he did while he was playing in other bands (I mean, u r for real?)...I put the most popular ones but out there are a lot of unknown Cozy works in the 80s with several bands. I just felt that his 80s works deserved a position in the ranking. This is another proof of his versatility but, with a little of his style of course. 

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Tender Babes by Jon Lord, Night Games by Graham Bonnet, Slow Dancer by Rober Plant, Believe by Tom Galley (Phenomena) Shakey Ground by Bernie Marsden, Running from The Storm by Gary Moore and well.. ETC (and many many etcs)

4. Black Sabbath

This is when Cozy turns his “Beast Mode” on.

I don’t know why, maybe because he knew what Black Sabbath was (Tony: Join my emo band.... Cozy: okay) and what it needed..? because that is his normal drumming..? (I'm sure that is his normal drumming.) But he literally blows your mind in every- fucking *wheezes* song. The three Black Sabbath albums are filled with unexpected Cozy's fills (No matter how many times you've listened to those albums, he is unexpected.) His beat is very heavy and very exact too. He was a fan of Bill Ward so I'll be not surprised if he tried to get that heaviness! (I mean, Cozy has his own heaviness but what I'm saying is that maybe Cozy wanted to make a proper Black Sabbath sound) 

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Headless Cross, The Call Of The Wild. Basically all TYR and talk about Forbidden is forbidden... (I’m joking. Is a good album too)

3.Jeff Beck/ RAK 

Well, for start I put them together because when Jeff Beck Group disbanded, the following year he signed a contract with Micky Most and RAK. So, he was a secessionist, a well-known secessionist. He was in the circle for someone who needed a powerful-jazzy style. It’s like the 80s works really (omg Cozy get a grip). He was a really demanded drummer, everyone wanted him and he eventually worked with everyone. He had a very well-known beat by that time, you easily can tell was Cozy but he also had to be more open to the different styles that he was asked to play (Basically he can’t play like him all the time). He also had some discredited stuff, like Ballroom Blitz by The Sweet (It’s so obvious) and Superstition by Steve Wonder (I know, I know that it says Stevie played everything BUT NOT IN THIS CASE DON’T BELIEVE HIM. What you hear in the song is Cozy playing.) and more like some Suzi Quatro’s songs.

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Ballroom Blitz, Superstition, Cosmic Wheels, Band Of The Salvation Army Band by Tony Ashton and Jon Lord.

Now his solo stuff: Here comes his baby, his household, his precious treasure, his (okay you get it) Dance With The Devil single. It’s a friendly instrumental which they did for a laugh but it became seriously successful... (Yes, they didn’t mean to do it but they did) Micky Most ask to Cozy if he wanted to be a single and Cozy said yes thinking that it was not going to be a big deal but *BUM* 1 Million of copies sold (Literally Cozy stayed at home two days laying looking at the ceiling because he can’t believe it) Of course they did the Dance with the devil part 2 which is Man In Black but it didn't work as well as the first one.They did Cozy Powell’s Hammer but it was kinda a fail too although the band had several tour dates. 

This is when Cozy met his lost brother (okay no) This is when Cozy tried his best to play good jazz but instead came up this.. jazz fusion-rock-weird thing. So the thing here was: Jeff didn't know how to explain Cozy what the wanted him to play and Cozy was getting mad about it (Jeff: You can do ta.. tatada tss, ts ts ta da ta... Cozy: Honestly Jeff wtf?) so he did what he thought was better for the record and Ta-Da! Rough And Ready was born. Cozy’s drumming is a bit lighter and he uses a lot the cymbals for a swing-jazz rhythm.  

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Going Down, Ice Cream Cakes, Situation, Short Business.

2. Rainbow.

(Omg Martina are you fcking crazy????) Yes I didn’t put Rainbow in the first place...A new hope for Cozy (This sounds like Star Wars movie or something)

Okay, this is one of his best eras because he was all recovered of his disappointment in music business in 1975. He literally gave up with music (poor babe) until Ritchie called him (Ritchie: Join my emo band... Cozy: okay) . He was ready and decided to show that he wasn't a poor drummer... and he did.He played all his tricks, he was so unpredictable and powerful. He actually was lead drummer (I’m not sure if that exists) He didn't played with the bass like a normal rhythm section, he played with Ritchie. Cozy live with Rainbow was so unbelievable, like the unexpected fill in Catch The Rainbow, Man On The Silver Mountain... To be honest, the first Rainbow album sounds so plain without Cozy, it’s like.. something is missing (Basically Cozy changed the band). His beat is so heavy, strong and incredible.Also his 1812 Overture which is just mind blowing. He was a happy Cozy in Rainbow, that’s why he played so brilliantly (and he was Ritchie’s goal friend... what is better than that?) Cozy did an amazing job in Rainbow... (No words...)

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Stargazer, Run with the Wolf, Mistreated (Live), Lost In Hollywood, Eyes Of The World, Gates Of Babylon, Light In The Black, All Night Long and.. all.(Literally all)

Now, his first solo work: Basically he had nostalgia for Hammer and the press still had bad relationship with Cozy saying things like “He is just Dance With The Devil and nothing more” so Cozy want to make an album so fantastic to shut them up. He called to his friends and all was ready... but they needed a bassist so Cozy took his chance and asked Jack Bruce if he can play in his album (Cozy was such a Cream/Jack fanboy.. he was almost his male crush lol.) Fortunately for Cozy, Jack said yes and they recorded it. The album had a fantastic success, extremely high success. The album had fantastic songs like Theme One (Courtesy of George Martin), The Killer, El Sid, Heidi Goes To Town and one sweet ballad (Sweetheart) The Loner (Dedicated to Jeff Beck... That is actually very cute). 

1. ELPowell

(ARE YOU JOKING?????) No, i’m not joking and i’ll tell you why. Also this is when Cozy became a prog nerd. 

The only one reason that I chose ELPowell as best Cozy music era instead of Rainbow... it’s because he stepped out of his Comfort Zone. This is the REAL proof of Cozy’s versatility. He did amazing things in Rainbow yes but in the end was rock and roll... This is different, this is progressive rock (I don’t really care about Progressive people’s discussion about 80s progressive rock... I’m talking only about Cozy) and Cozy didn’t know a THING about progressive and he still did it amazing. Of course, he took what Carl did and he simplified it to carry it to what he can do... and he did it very well. He had to learn all the ELP’s songs studying them (That’s when he accidentally listened to all elp discography and some Genesis, Yes and well... he became a nerd) He started to experiment with new percussion instruments that Carl used before.. (Like those bells that you hit them with a little hammer... no? okay) He became a KONG BOY too. He literally learned a whole new drumming style but of course with his Cozy sound. Tarkus played by Cozy is amazing, and when he is doing the Congas in From The Beginning kills me every time (That tank tee and those muscles...) and those drum solos...(Damn) they are really something else. And this is the same case of Rainbow.. he was recovering from his disappointment in Whitesnake so he was so enthusiastic about playing with Keith and Greg.  

Songs with Cozy’s signature: Touch and Go, The Score, Mars the Bringer of War. 

THIS IS THE END... GOD this took me an eternity and I explained so much i’m so sorry this is not going to happen again. This is the first and the last time that I’ll make a large post! (For my own mental health) This is so large, I didn’t mean to, sorry! Nobody will read it to the end but I don’t care... and if you do thanks very much this costed me two nights <3 (And sorry if there are any grammar errors)