this heart of mine is tired

but my feet will not retire;

[blccksheep]

@kaia-knight

Ozzie groaned as he flopped down onto bed beside Kaia -- her bed, mind you, because he’d just had an insistent client who insisted on not leaving his place and Ozzie refused to sleep sleep with someone. That’s why he should never offer his own place for these things. He never learned. “Don’t yell at me, I promise it’s the last time,” he offered. “That’s a lie. But you love me.”

[blccksheep]

@bcdvampire

Ozzie begrudgingly slid over a cup of alcohol, giving the known vampire a stern look that didn’t hold any power behind it, really. They both knew he’d keep doing this forever. “I can’t keep giving you free things, it’s gonna get my ass fired,” he huffed. “You’re extorting me here.”

[blccksheep]

@elijah-tallis

“I told you it’s weird when you meet me here,” Ozzie hummed, passing Elijah a pint of beer over the counter. The tavern was quiet tonight, it was cold enough that most of the patrons would still rather have an early night than risk hypothermia for a drink. “I can just meet you at your place. Or mine. Or on the curb. It feels awkward when you walk me from one job to the other, y’know?”

[blccksheep]

rubypeterson‌:

“Yeah, yeah exactly.” Eyes big, Ruby nodded quickly to affirm the statement, nervousness thrown to the wind at the sound of his reasoning. “Like, bottling a spell.” She was talking with her hands, both of them held a foot apart and parallel to each other. “A flash of light or a a fireball kind of thing. Figured the light thing could be useful to get away quick.” Which was something that would have come in handy for her and Ramsey that night. Whatever she could do to escape violence first, she was gonna try it. She felt more prepared for that kind of altercation now but that didn’t mean she wanted to put herself in harm’s way again. “Bottle breaks and then there it is. Figured it’d help if I overwork myself or if someone else needs to use magic that doesn’t have it.”

Fireball or flash of light sort of thing. That actually didn’t sound as bad as he’d imagined. He might’ve been picturing it more like throwing acid at someone, but he knew that’d be too aggressive for him, too. Ruby was more on his side of things -- defend first, attack second. “I mean, it sounds amazing. There isn’t much us hunters can do to escape, you know, we’re not taught to retrieve, we’re just sort of built to win or die trying,” he huffed, shrugging a little. “I want to try it, I’m down for trying. It sounds like fun, anyway.”

[blccksheep]

@felix-ex-tenebris

"Do you have the potions I asked? ‘Cause seriously, mate, I can make some good coin selling those anti-nausea things. Plus, it’d save me from cleaning up a lot of vomit at the tavern,” Ozzie sighed, plopping himself down on his back onto the other’s bed. “Sorry, that’s no fun dirty talk. How was your day?”

[blccksheep]

elijah-tallis‌:

If he wasn’t allowed to be grumpy and if he wasn’t allowed to have more drinks, then it wasn’t going to take long for Elijah to put his head down onto the countertop, eyes barely staying open to stay awake. In fact, the minutes seemed to pass into hours when Ozzie had last squeezed his arm, and the Tallis witch didn’t pull himself up until he heard the other man’s voice addressing him.

Elijah leaned into the kiss, moaning softly as he let the hunter tug him close. “Yes please,” he mumbled against Ozzie’s lips as he wrapped his arms around him. “I waited all night. Surely I get something nice for being so patient?” he murmured gently.

Ozzie appreciated all the sudden display of affection, no matter how badly his initial instinct was to pull away, still. So many years of hiding this kind of thing could break a man down, y’know. “Yes. Something very nice: a really warm bath and a bed,” he hummed, pulling his face away so he could really take in Eli’s features, the heavy eyelids over dark circles. He let a hand touch the man’s cheek, thumb grazing over a scratchy beard. “You look like you haven’t been sleeping. As much as I think you still look handsome, it’s not a look I like to see.”

[blccksheep]

elijah-tallis‌:

The witch sighed at the other man, though he let him give half a drink. “I guess,” he mumbled, though he took the offered cup anyways. Better than nothing, and he wasn’t about to just sit around at the bar to wait for Ozzie to get off. “No promises. I hold no responsibility if I bark at another one of your co-workers,” Elijah sang sweetly before wiggling his brows. “Yes, I’m kidding. I’ll be fine. I’ll wait here all nice for you, okay?” he mused.

“Oh, you do hold responsibilities for yourself, mister,” Ozzie insisted, giving Eli a stern look, though it was all out of love. He really just didn’t want his coworkers to be yelled at any more than they already were by random drunk patrons. “Good. Thank you,” he smiled, content at last and giving Elijah’s arm a squeeze before he moved over to tend to another customer.

It was quite the busy night. Ozzie didn’t have much time after that to chat with the witch, and before he knew it, it was his time to throw off the apron and go home. He supposed time probably hadn’t flown by as quickly for Eli, who had to sit there and wait. “Okay, I’m out, finally,” he sighed, trailing around the counter to finally be able to tug the Tallis into a kiss. “Back to mine, now?”

[blccksheep]

rubypeterson‌:

“So I wanna weaponize some potions.” Short and to the point. She clasped her hands in front of her on the table to keep from tapping her fingers nervously on its surface. “I brought this up to a close friend of mine and it’s something I’ve been working on, but I’m not sure how useful they’re gonna be and while she’s…” Rambling, she was talking at him. Trailing off, she offered a sheepish smile from under her lashes and unclasped her hands to reach to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “She’s not really in the field anymore and I trust her completely, but I figure I’d get some more opinions and maybe, if you wanted to test one out…?” Back to practically eating the inside of her cheek, she gave a slight shrug of her shoulders. “Maybe that’s a little extreme.”

Ozzie hummed once the idea was first presented. Weaponizing some potions. He couldn’t quite see how that would work, which brought his eyes to a squint at first, as she rambled on for the moment. “Wait, so how will this be?” He leaned forward, interested. “A potion turned weapon? So is it gonna be like throwing a water balloon on someone, except deadly?” His head shook quickly when she acted dismissive towards her own idea. “No, no, I like it. I really like it. I think extreme is what we need. I’ll test out whatever you want me to.”

[blccksheep]

elijah-tallis‌:

“You know I’m being nice by letting you baby me, right?” Elijah retorted as he leaned into the quick peck. He sighed, a flicker of satisfaction lingering in his eyes before nodding slowly. “Fine. No more bothering you at work, only if you give me a gin and tonic. And we go to yours after the shift. I promise it’ll be the last thing I’ll drink tonight anyways,” he mused, wiggling his brows at the other.

“Sure,” Ozzie humored, trying not to roll his eyes again. He wanted to point out that Eli was acting like a baby and therefor the babying was totally justified, but he wouldn’t ruin the nice moment. “We’ll go to mine, but you get half a gin and tonic. Is that a good enough compromise?” He offered, already filling up half of a cup with the witch’s order and sliding it over the bar counter. “Can you survive the end of my shift without falling asleep or killing anyone?”

[blccksheep]

bladepristine‌:

Thor started vocalising even before Ozzie had arrived at her door. “You really are psychic, aren’t you?” Pris mused, whispering softly to the dog and nudged him gently out of the path of the door as she opened it to greet her brother. “According to him, you’re about twenty minutes late.” She said with sincerity, and watched the excited rottweiler dissolve into frantic whimpers as he threw himself at his owner. “Huh? Oh, only a trim— well, had to meet some important people today so spent some more time on it this morning, I sure hope I do,” she responded, smiling, then added with feigned skepticism, “more than he missed you?” She raised a brow, and glanced at the reunited two. The month past passed by in the blink of an eye, and perhaps regrettably, she had not tried to keep in contact with Ozzie as much as she had wanted to, as much as she thought he needed her to. She paused for a second, finding herself trying to read the expression on her brother’s face, while Thor actively disrupted her attempt. “You seem a little bit different,” she commented offhandedly, and it wasn’t supposed to mean more than her trying to express curiosity regarding his experience visiting home, alone. “Want me to drop by yours and help you unpack?”

“I don’t think it’s possible for anyone to be missed like I am by this dog,” Ozzie huffed, his hands ruffling up Thor’s fur behind the ears, chin tilting up to keep his face safe from the incessant attempts at kissing from the giant puppy. He couldn’t wait to just sleep in his own bed again, with his dog, and let everything be at peace. “Different? Hm? Do I look like the life has been sucked out of me?” He asked, sending her a funny glance before standing back up again, straightening his clothes. “Because it sure feels like it, every time I spend some time there.” A sigh. “Yeah, I’d appreciate the company, I still have enough energy for a cup of tea before I crash.”

[blccksheep]

bcdvampire‌:

( blccksheep )

An over-exaggerated, throaty groan escaped the man gracelessly strewn along the entirety of a counter like a lazy cat in its preferred domicile. Clover couldn’t remember through what matter of drama was he led to drape himself there, but its obvious lack of resolution was irrelevant. What held any sort of importance was that his natural leeching personality, by way of drawing energy from others rather than himself in true extroverted fashion, meant he was growing insane from the quiet of his friend’s home.

Ozzie was spectacular company on his own. A paragon of patience with Clover’s whimsical nature made him someone the vampire absolutely adored spending time with. However, sometimes he feared that the human would rather die alone than step too far out of his comfort zone. Baby steps were nice and fanciful, but so were leap.

Unceremoniously, Clover bounded off of the counter and landed on his feet with a thud. He tapped his screen and the sounds of I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston blared from the small device. Immediately, the vampire allowed the rhythm to take him. “Ozzie!” he called out, eyes shut and yet still aware that the other man couldn’t have been far out of earshot. “Let’s go out dancing! Or…let’s go to the twenty-four hour bowling alley or rollerskating! I don’t care. Come dance with me!” His hips began to shake and twirl. @blccksheep

It wasn’t too far-fetched of a thought that Ozzie might die alone, or at least, he thought so himself, as well.

He liked spending time with Clover, because the confidence just radiated off of him and it was intoxicating. One might think that standing next to such an open, fluid personality, Ozzie might feel even more stuck in his timid shell, but it wasn’t the case. Perhaps someone else might be overwhelming, but Clover wasn’t. The vampire was so radiant all the time, with the way his presence always seemed to lit up any room he waled into, it was almost impossible not to feel completely taken by that kind of energy.

Besides, it always made him laugh to think of his parents walking into a scene like this one. He’d learned somewhere around his early twenties that anyone his parents wouldn’t approve of is likely someone he wants to keep in his life.

“Hey, hey, what did I say about dancing in the kitchen, you’re gonna hurt yourself,” the hunter grumbled, though his words were laced with the laughter that was already spilling out of him as he approached Clover in an almost-dance to guide him away from sharp things. Clearly, Ozzie wasn’t too used to having immortal friends. “You’re mad.”

[toshio]

[blccksheep]

@kaia-knight / @bladepristine

[blccksheep]

claire-ofdavenport‌:

The howling and bark of Apollo and Artemis caused Claire to move from her chair. She wasn’t expecting company and was surprised to see Ozzie once again at her doorstep. Apollo moved to jump on the boy, but Claire caught him in time holding him in place.“Hey. What brings you over?” she asked moving over with Apollo to let him in. Artemis should in the doorway not moving only staring at the other.

Ozzie was more than ready to handle Apollo, he had a PhD in juggling pizza while a dog greeted him, he had an overly excited rottweiler. But he was thankful for Claire’s intervention, regardless. “Well, you went into old lady mode again, apparently, and started spending days on end with your nose stuck in books about bad stuff, so I came to remind you of your youth,” he offered, looking down at Artemis and not making a move to walk in, knowing the dog didn’t like men and might feel like attacking him. “Can I make you company? I haven’t seen you in forever. And I just came back from England. It’s been a shitty month. Or, year. Eh, anyway.”

[blccksheep]

elijah-tallis‌:

“Fine. Only because you asked so nicely,” the witch mused, before frowning a bit as Ozzie slid a glass of water in front of him. Elijah made a face as he took a sip from it, clearly displeased by the taste of something that wasn’t alcohol. But the hunter gave it to him, and he’d play nice for now. “You know, I don’t usually come to bars to drink water,” he remarked, tapping his glass of water idly before leaning in as well, one brow cocked. “I’ll consider it, only if you give me something to think about for the hour,” the Tallis witch teased, idly tapping his lips as if in thought.

Ozzie’s eyebrows were raised as he watched Eli make a face at the water, but he didn’t comment on it. The witch looked tired, a bit worn out, and it didn’t seem to be just the grumpiness of missing Ozzie that was responsible for all of that. “Well, you get water, unless you want something like a sprite, instead,” he rolled his eyes, but his look was still fond. Quickly, at Eli’s request, he leaned over the counter to steal one peck before moving back. “That’s all you get, or I’m at risk of getting fired. We can go to mine after the shift. Hm?”

[blccksheep]

elijah-tallis‌:

The witch only huffed, pulling back his drink and downing it quickly. He was happy Ozzie was here, more than he would let on, but he was allowed to be grumpy, if not just for a bit. Besides, the hunter thought it was cute, and Elijah wasn’t exactly one to deny offered compliments. “Should I make you miserable then instead?” he murmured idly, resting his head on the side as he stared at Ozzie with fondness. “How long is your shift?”

Ozzie laughed at that, even if the sound was rather quiet. He should probably be tending to other customers, but he couldn’t be blamed for lingering on Elijah tonight. He was a great enough employee every other day, he could have his moments. “I’d rather no one end up miserable,” he said, taking back Eli’s glass, not offering any more. He slid over a glass of water, instead. “Another hour, sadly,” he leaned over the counter again, tilting closer to the witch. “You wanna hang around until I can leave?”

[blccksheep]

@claire-ofdavenport

“Open up, I made us dinner,” Ozzie called, knocking on Claire’s door and hearing the dogs rush over at the noise. He should’ve brought Thor over for a play date, but it was already pretty late in the evening. “I’m lying, it’s just pizza that I bought. A little birdie told me you’ve been working too hard again,” he said, still to the closed door. He’d texted Josie to see how Claire was doing -- knowing the werewolf would never tell him anything herself, of course --, and he’d heard that Claire had gone into her obsessive reading habits again. “Hi.”

[blccksheep]

rubypeterson‌:

“Can I run an idea by you?” She trusted his judgement and these ideas weren’t doing anything just buzzing around in her head all day. Trying to support Ramsey had made her realize she needed to be a lot more offensive. Magic wasn’t everything and even then, she felt like she wasn’t utilizing it in the best way yet. Ozzie was a good void to shout into and between clients she’d asked if he could meet for coffee and whatever baked good she felt like. Ruby’s thumb tapped against the handle of her travel coffee mug as she looked across the table at him, teeth gnawing at her lower lip in thought. @blccksheep

Ozzie lifted his eyes at the question, looking up from his phone where he’d been searching for a picture he’d saved of some tattoo idea he had. Every time they met up it’d be a miracle if he didn’t walk out with an appointment scheduled, after all. “What? Yeah, of course. Shoot,” he nodded, brows furrowing as he noticed the look on his friend’s face. They’ve had some tough conversations in the past, as well as incredibly silly ones, so it was hard to sense where this one was going.