#ozzy oc

[thekoopalingsandstuffs]

What levels all my Miis are in Tomodachi Life ✨️✨️✨️

[rinnysega]

One Autumn Night - Encanto OC Short Fiction

I started this last year, hoping to finish by Christmas, but now that I’ve got deadlines on other projects, I won’t be able to expand on it as much as I wanted to. It’ll live as a short piece ❤️

Ozzy - @thebiggestnope

Elena - @prophetic-hijinks

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The Autumn celebration was still in full swing well into the late November night. Music and laughter poured from every bar room in the alleys that branched out from the plaza, and the main event in the Encanto’s town square was the star spectacle, explosive with more lively accordions and free flowing drinks among the townsfolk. Children weaved through their parents’ legs, holding up toys and sticks to chase one another, and fireworks lit up the night sky that complimented every bold and colorful skirt and ruana that danced along with their owners in the breeze.

Just off the main path, Elena Madrigal and Ozzy Pinheiro-Gomez sat on a bench near the church. The grassy knoll behind them acted as a cradle for the young lovers of the city, curled up in the arms of one another to kiss beneath the colors of the night sky.

It wasn’t that long of a time ago that both Elena and Ozzy were latecomers to the Encanto, finding their own pockets of the city to be in the arms of their beloveds. Although that night, those beloved ones were not with them on the bench, but instead at the top of a steep hill between the church and the knoll. Gustavo Pinheiro-Gomez in his wheelchair with Bruno Madrigal trying to find a way to keep secure on the back.

Elena sipped her wine while Ozzy waved back to his husband before their descent. The two then watched as their husbands screamed with either laughter or adrenaline on their way down the hill. At the last second, Bruno turned the chair to keep the two from crashing into a tree. A foot closer to their mark of trying to go between the short gap.

“One more time!” Bruno laughed, hiccuping from his drunken stupor. Gustavo meanwhile tossed back the last of his twelfth drink he managed not to spill.

“Be careful,” Elena called. She’d long since given up trying to talk him out of it. Same as Ozzy who poured her more wine from their bottle.

“Ozzy, did you see that?” Gustavo shouted. “We were this close!” He pinched his fingers together to prove his point, although it was heavily exaggerated.

“Yeah, you’ll make it this time!” Ozzy encouraged.

Bruno huffed through his laughter, pushing Gustavo in his chair back up the hill to try again. When they were out of earshot, Elena let out a snicker.

“You know, there’s days I think the two of them are joking with me about how they grew up.”

“The bullying?” Ozzy clarified.

Elena nodded. “They’re like two peas in a pod. I couldn’t imagine a world where the two of them didn’t get along.”

Ozzy nodded. “Makes me wonder if maybe Bruno looked into the future to see how the two of them would turn out.”

Elena shrugged. “Worked out for us, but I don’t think he was keen on looking into his future as a kid. That’s what he told me anyway. Besides, that’s the fun of life isn’t it? To not know how something will turn out?”

“I suppose, but the alternative would have been nice. It would have made my years with Nairo a lot better to know they were numbered, although I shouldn’t say that.” He smiled. “We had our good moments, but without that relationship, I wouldn’t have had something to compare my marriage to. I couldn’t imagine these past few years without Gus or the encanto. I guess things work out the way they’re supposed to in the grand scheme of things.”

Elena nodded, understanding to a certain degree his sentiments. “I hope Carlos is well too.”

Ozzy matched her nod of understanding, a beat of silence between them.

“So,” Ozzy started, “when are you and Bruno going to join us on our cruises?”

“Not until the kids are older. Pedro’s still a bit clingy, and Catalina’s always getting into something when we’re not around. Your vacation stories sound nice, and we appreciate the souvenirs you bring back in the meantime. When’s the next one?”

“Probably after the holidays. My patients have family visiting who will take care of their medical care while Gustavo and I are gone. It’ll be nice to relax with him a little longer.”

“We’ll check in on Anne, so Gustavo can relax too.”

“Thank you. I know it’s short notice.” He paused. “I just want to take advantage of the time. I don’t know how many good years we have left.”

“Bruno could…”

Ozzy shook his head, and Elena rubbed his arm.

In their silence, their husbands whizzed by again, finally making it through the gap before the wheels hit a rock, sending both Bruno and Gustavo flying into a nearby bush near the statue of Our Lady.

[thebiggestnope]

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.

[ozkidd]

stella socks! the cutest vigilante out there

[thekoopalingsandstuffs]

So anyways, Topper went and spent the entire day in another dimension-

Art by @maggie4thewin

[thekoopalingsandstuffs]

>ARF CROSSOVER: Day 10/10, Part 5/5<

[thekoopalingsandstuffs]

>ARF CROSSOVER: Day 10/10, Part 1/5<

Roy: "... What are YOU doing here??"

Spewart: "He's... With me..."

Roy: "......" *Sigh* "Lead the way..."

Spewart: *Leads them to the car*

[thekoopalingsandstuffs]

How do the immaturity trio feel about the adults who care for them?

Bully is everyone's favorite. He's funny, chill, takes them out to do cool things, and let's them get away with everything.

Sweetie's list is kinda interchangeable, but I wanted to make sure everyone is 2nd, 3rd, & 4th at least once.

April is VERY close with Ozzy. They have a lot in common, so he really understands her. Marie has a soft spot for April because she's "the least annoying" and "the most well behaved." Oh and uh. Izzy's there, too, I guess.

Izzy is probably the second most fun adult after Bully. And Max LOVES fun! What Max doesn't like is Marie. Sibling rivalry. Ugh. So she's definitely last. And uh Ozzy is also there.