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emerals · 8 months

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guys i found an ancient ozzy

#ozzy swan #louie duck

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wallashoom · 8 months

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I just thought of Heather by Conan gray based on the convo we had under one of your posts about ozzy required crush on louie.

Also does the rest of the friend group including louie knows about ozzy's crush on louie?

oh yeah they all know,, he’s not the most subtle lmao,, louie was able to guess and ozzy kinda knew he knew and yeaahhh they have a talk and louie lets him down gently,, they are strictly friends tho and even though it hurts, ozzy would rather have a platonic relationship with louie than none at all

#eli’s ask #ozzy swan #ozul swan #louie duck #llewellyn duck

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unrestrained-balderdash-art-blog · 7 months

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Inspired by that analysis that talked about fanartists drawing Ozzie's cute side. Maybe it's the swan that attacked Eddie in the animation...

#the penguin #the penguin fanart #oswald cobblepot #oswald cobblepot fanart #oswald chesterfield cobblepot #dc #dc fanart #wauk wauk #tw eyestrain #cw eyestrain

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helluvapurf · 1 year

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So uh, I kiiiinda forgot I had a HB-themed blog in the midst of me feeling the itch for HB redesigns... figured I'd might as well fix that with this recent Stolas family piece I did not too long ago-

(Now, as mentioned before on my DA post, I honestly have nothing against either Stolas, Octavia, nor Stella's canon designs.... Iiii just feel like as high-ranking demon birds, a lil "variety" tweaked in could lowkey go a long way the more I thought about it?)

Aaaand here, here's a quick lil rundown of what I had in mind for my own personal interpretations (AU, HC? Idk what exact term fits best but... *shrugs*):

DA Link~

For Stolas, I tried to tone down all the black & red from his previous design to a more "autumn sunset sky"-aesthetic (+ditched the big top hat 'cause like... you're a royal my dude, don't you just need a crown? lol), gave him a gradient starry cape instead of that old ripped one 'cause I always loved how the star cape looked on him from the "Ozzie's" episode, popped in some grey streaks in his hair, and then finally unified his outfit to a purple & black theme like a classic Disney villain~

For Octavia, I went with a classy "indigo night sky" vibe with lil gold accents, then shortened her hair to a fanned bob (kiiinda looking like bird wings, in a way?) along with adding some more "blended" features from her mom and dad just 'cause .3.

As for Stella... honestly I've fallen *way* too in love with the "Stella is a Swan" fan-theory ('cause yknow... she's all-white, black & pink beaked, elegant-looking but bitchy af in-person, etc.) that I couldn't resist incorporating more swan-y vibes to her design. Then I relaxed her big choppy hair to a more "refined" half-up/half-down style (+some extra feather tufts to still fit with her peacock bro Andrealphus), gave her more of a mermaid-shaped dress to fit her regal noble-lady vibe, then I simply left it a gradient pink/black in terms of colors 'cause... idk, it just reminded me alot of fancy Chanel-aesthetics~

#helluva boss #helluva boss stolas #helluva boss octavia #helluva boss stella #stolas goetia #stella goetia #octavia goetia #helluva boss art #helluva boss redesign #(kinda?) helluva boss critical #(*not rly tbh 'cause I -do- still enjoy the show... Iiiii just kinda can't help but feel a lil 'eh' at the writing lately?*)#(*like there's sooo so much potential in exploring a family of entitled & complex bird people...*)#(*-buuut idk how likely we'd get much of that with all the stolas focus lately? ^^;*)#(*nothing against the guy but still... I wanna see more of via & her story :c girl deserves better*)

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litgwritersroom · 10 months

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Can we please have an Ozzy POV where he realises he’s fallen for MC instead of Grace? Maybe the conversation he has with Grace in bed before he leaves to sleep outside

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN LOOKS REAL GOOD NOW

Ozzy / MC - 3600 words - @ellegreenwxy NSFW

It was a choice he made, sticking by her side instead of stepping forward for someone else.

And he couldn’t let her down.

When Ozzy was fourteen, he was cast as the Prince in a production of Swan Lake in the local junior ballet.

He remembered being so ecstatic about it, this opportunity to play the male lead in one of the most recognizable shows (even though Marshall had poked fun at him the entire walk home from school). He couldn’t remember a time when he’d worked harder, practicing his turns on the slick linoleum of the kitchen floor and his leaps on the soft grass in his backyard. With no understudy, he knew he had to be at the top of his game—he couldn’t screw up.

And then he did.

The night before the show, he came down with a nasty case of the flu. In between bouts of being sick, he couldn’t stop thinking about what would happen to the rest of the cast, how devastated they would be at knowing the show wouldn’t be able to go on. They’d all worked so unbelievably hard, pushing through late-night rehearsals and all-day tech runs. He swore he only made himself sicker with how much he worried over the situation.

His mum told him not to be so hard on himself, that some things were just out of his control. “You can’t carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, love,” she’d said as she brushed his sweaty hair off of his forehead. But no matter how many times she reassured him, he couldn’t help but think that he was letting so many people down. It was his fault, somehow.

That was sort of how he felt now. But this time, he knew for a fact that it was his fault because he has nothing but control.

When he saw Grace that first day in the Villa, he’d been blown away. She was so beautiful, all soft curves and bright colors, so unlike the girls he’d grown up dancing with who were all sort of the same, a group of neutrals wrapped up in black leotards and pink tights. There was something about the way she held herself, the way she commanded everyone’s attention that immediately caught his eye.

There was a sense of pride that bloomed in his chest when she picked him of all people, when she saddled up to his side and tucked herself into him as if she knew she was supposed to be there. It felt good, having a girl like her pick someone like him; it was like she saw something special in him, something he had that the other lads didn’t. It felt really good.

But when Aubrey walked out shortly after, he couldn’t help the way his eyes wandered of their own accord. The way he felt his cheeks heat when she locked eyes with him from across the lawn. The second that Grace’s fingers tightened around his arm, however, so subtly he might not have really noticed, he reined it all back in. He had to. Because Grace had seen something special in him. It was a choice he made, sticking by her side instead of stepping forward for someone else.

And he couldn’t let her down.

But Ozzy could only tell himself that so many times before this thing with Aubrey started to weigh on him. Before the private chats and the brushes of their hands in passing and the shared looks over breakfast became something that he couldn’t just push to the side anymore. He liked Aubrey and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could pretend like he didn’t. Still, he tried to hold it off, tried to ignore it because the last thing he wanted to do was disappoint Grace.

Let her down.

Grace, who looked at him like he could pull the moon down for her if she asked. Grace, who still saw something in him even though he knew he’d given her no reason to do so. But she was also the Grace that didn’t ask about his dancing or why he loved it. The Grace that didn’t even know he had a twin because their conversation never strayed below the shallow surface of the lake that their relationship rested on.

He wanted to like her the way she liked him so badly that it hurt. But the way he felt when he looked at her paled in comparison to the way he felt when Aubrey was even in the same room as him. When she turned those brilliant blue eyes on him, when her full lips tilted into that crooked smile, it made him feel…real, in a way. Like she was seeing him.

He hadn’t realized how desperate he had been for that feeling until he met her.

Ozzy wanted to feel that way with Grace. That was all he wanted, to be the guy she saw him as, the guy she was head over heels for. But he knew even she could see that he wasn’t as invested in them as she was and that killed him.

It killed him because he couldn’t bear to see the disappointment in her eyes as they settled out on the terrace. Grace was in her nightwear, though she’d wrapped a blanket around her body as if it were some sort of shield she could use to protect herself from the war that Ozzy had knowingly waged on her by dragging this along.

Nausea twisted his stomach but he knew that this was it: he couldn’t avoid this forever.

“Grace, I really like you. I don’t want you to doubt that because I do,” he began, but he didn’t manage to get anything else out before she spoke.

“But you like Aubrey more, right? Is that it?” she asked, and he could hear the quaver in her voice, could see the wetness in her eyes. It was like a knife to the gut.

“I just like her differently,” Ozzy admitted , nearly wincing at how it sounded now that it was just out in the open.

Grace looked down at her lap, her hands knotted together. It was like she was thinking out loud, wondering what she’d done wrong, wondering why he couldn’t just feel the way she wanted him to. And with every thought, the knife in his stomach only twisted more and more because this was literally everything he’d wanted to avoid.

“How long have you felt like this?” she finally asked, breaking through the silence that had settled around them.

Since the beginning.

That was the honest answer, but Ozzy knew he couldn’t say that. He couldn’t just admit that he’d stayed in this…whatever this was between him and Grace, knowing damn well he was interested in someone else. And maybe that’s all it had been in the beginning, interest, but somewhere along the way he’d actually caught feelings for Aubrey. He hated lying, he hated not being 100% honest, but he couldn’t bear the thought of breaking her down with that piece of information.

“I don’t know,” he said, the lie sliding too easily past his lips for comfort. “It just happened.”

“‘It just happened,’” Grace repeated, her eyes locked on him. And they sat there like that for a moment, just looking at one another, her disappointment crashing down on him like rain in a hurricane. “Well, maybe you can ‘just happen’ to sleep on the daybeds tonight,” she told him before she stood, tightening the blanket around herself as she made her way back into the Villa.

Ozzy didn’t know how long he sat out there, sitting in the aftermath of everything he had desperately hoped to avoid. Eventually, he got up and went inside, grateful that the bedroom was already dark so no one could see him walk through it to get outside to the daybeds. Well, he started to walk that way. He ended up stopping in the living room when he saw Aubrey sitting on the couch, seemingly so lost in thought that she didn’t even notice he’d entered the room.

“Aubrey?” he said gently, and she turned, eyes widening briefly with surprise.

“Ozzy? What are you doing down here? I thought everyone went to bed.”

“I could ask you the same,” Ozzy said, managing a small smile as he stepped further into the room, settling down on the sofa next to her, just a few inches separating them. He knew he’d have to tell her at some point about the talk he’d had with Grace, mostly because he knew how fast word could spread around this place; he wanted her to hear everything from him before she heard it from someone else. But right now, the knife was still buried too deep, discomfort sitting too heavy in his stomach for him to want to recount it all.

“Didn’t feel much like sharing a bed with Elliot,” she admitted, and something akin to relief helped to ease the knife out a little bit, though not entirely. Elliot had come on pretty strong; he wouldn’t have been surprised if her head had been turned but that didn’t seem to be the case. “What about you? Not sleeping with Grace tonight?”

“You don’t beat around the bush, do you?” he asked, trying for something akin to teasing but even he could hear the slight strain in his voice.

Concern sparkled in her blue eyes, her expression softening. “Did something happen with you two?”

Yes.

But as badly as he wanted to tell Aubrey everything, he also worried what she would think. Would she feel responsible somehow? Would she feel embarrassed that she and Ozzy hadn’t been as discreet as they thought they had been? Would she be disappointed in him that it had taken this long? His mind was still a mess after the conversation with Grace, and he wasn’t sure he could have this conversation with her right now.

Then again, look what had happened the last time he’d waited to be honest with someone he cared about.

Because at the end of the day, he had cared about Grace. He’d cared about her enough to try and preserve her feelings, to try and not let her down the way he had. And he cared about Aubrey, too. If he told her everything, there was the chance that maybe he’d let her down somehow. But there was also the chance that he wouldn’t.

“Yeah, actually,” he said, steeling his nerves. “I told her that I was interested in someone else.”

“You did?” Aubrey asked, and he could hear the surprise in her voice, but there was something else there. Nerves, maybe? Hope? “What uh…what did she say?”

“She was upset, but I also think that she already knew,” Ozzy admitted, his gaze falling to where her hand rested on the sofa cushion, not even an inch from his own. He wanted to steal that inch and hold her, but he stopped himself. “She knew that I liked you,” he finally said, lifting his head to meet her gaze once more.

There it was. He hadn’t been able to say it to her before, too worried about hurting Grace to take the plunge even though Aubrey had been nothing but open since the beginning. And now it was out there.

Now she knew.

Aubrey was quiet for a moment, and Ozzy could feel that discomfort growing heavier and heavier in his stomach. He wondered if maybe he’d waited too long to tell her. Or maybe she was worried about hurting people in the process. “Aubs, this wasn’t your fault,” he assured her, needing her to know that this was his responsibility and his alone. “This was all me. Grace could…she could feel me pulling away.”

He could practically see the wheels turning in her head, taking everything he’d just told her into consideration. It was a lot to take in, he knew that. Especially for her, especially when he knew she and Grace were friends.

He almost got up to leave and give her space before she finally spoke up again. “So, what does that mean for us, then?”

“It means that I want you, Aubs. It’s you, okay? It’s been you since the beginning.”

Neither of them moved for a moment. It was like time stood still as they sat there just looking at one another. Ozzy didn’t know who actually moved first but then Aubrey was in his lap and she was kissing him.

They’d shared a few light kisses in challenges. Friendly. Respectful.

This was anything but.

This was the kind of kiss that romance novelists wrote about, the kind of kiss that ruined every other kiss you’d ever have. It was like her lips were made for his, the way they seemed to respond to every slant of his mouth against her own. They were so warm and soft and responsive. She tasted like fucking sunshine, pure light that warmed him to his core.

She pulled away to catch her breath, but she didn’t move very far, her lips brushing against his as she spoke. “I’ve been wanting to do that since day one,” Aubrey said, and Ozzy couldn’t have kept the smile off of his face even if he’d wanted to.

“Me too,” he murmured, before he leaned in and kissed her again, unable to keep himself away from her for longer than a few seconds.

Her lips parted under the pressure of his own, and he couldn’t stop himself from sliding his tongue over her full, lower lip before delving into her mouth. He could taste the minty toothpaste she’d used to brush her teeth before coming downstairs, the unexplainable sunshine and warmth that was just so perfectly Aubrey. He needed so much more of it. Call him a greedy bastard but he wanted to kiss her forever, to learn the places that made her gasp and moan and shift her pretty little hips over him the way she was now.

He heard her breath catch as his mouth moved to trace the soft edge of her jaw, and he smiled against her soft skin before trailing his lips down the column of her neck. He could smell her lavender shampoo, her silky brown hair tickling his nose as he kissed her. “Aubs,” he murmured as his lips came to rest at the base of her throat. He could feel her pulse hammering and he was sure his was pounding just as hard. It was like the sound of her nickname drew a shiver out of her, her back arching, pressing herself into him even more.

“I want you, Ozzy,” she said, her voice a little choked, and that was all he needed to hear.

He turned them, laying Aubrey on the sofa before settling on top of her, balancing on his elbows so he wasn’t bearing all of his weight on her small frame. He looked down at her, at her big blue eyes and her soft curls splayed around her head, and it felt like coming home. Like he was finally with the person he’d always been meant to be with.

She reached up and brushed a few loose strands of hair away from his face, her fingers trailing over his temple, his cheek, before she slid her hand behind his neck and pulled him down into another kiss. There was something languid about this kiss, like they had all the time in the world. It was like they were just soaking one another up, treasuring this time they suddenly had.

He could hardly believe that this was happening. He never imagined on that first day, when he’d been too worried to step forward for her that they would ever end up here. That she’d be looking at him the way she had, telling him that she wanted him. It almost hurt him how badly he’d wanted her then. How badly he wanted her now.

Ozzy ran his hand down her body, the warmth of her skin radiating through the thin fabric of her pajamas. When he reached the waistband of her bottoms, he drew back again to look at her, searching her expression for assurance that he could take this further. Aubrey nodded, allowing him to drag the shorts down her legs, dropping them onto the floor next to them.

He pressed his fingers against the silk fabric of her panties, teasing her for a moment before he slid them to the side. She was so fucking soft, he thought as he dragged his finger over her slit. She whimpered as soon as his finger brushed her clit before she pulled him into another kiss. “No teasing. No teasing, Ozzy, I don’t want to wait. I need you.”

I need you.

The words struck him to his core

It wasn’t the first time he’d ever heard those words, but it was the first time they’d ever made him feel as much as he did in this moment. “I don’t have anything on me,” he said, but she just shook her head.

“I’m on the pill,” she murmured, her voice low and her eyes heavy, and he wasn’t sure he would have been able to walk away from her even if he’d wanted to. Not when she was looking at him like that, like he was the only person in the world.

He pulled his pajama bottoms and underwear down in one yank, his aching cock springing free. He fisted it in his hand, groaning at the momentary relief of stroking himself, before he lined it up at her entrance. “You sure?” he asked, his voice soft, and she nodded once more, capturing his lips in another kiss that had sparks flying through him from head to toe.

Ozzy pressed into her gently, taking his time, savoring the way she moaned against his mouth as he did so. “Fuck,” he swore when he was completely inside of her. Neither one of them moved for a moment, Ozzy letting her get adjusted to the feel of him, peppering kisses across her cheeks, her nose, her jaw as she relaxed. And when he felt she was ready, he slowly started to move his hips. She whimpered at the movement, and he wanted to catalog that sound and store it in the back of his mind forever because it was so fucking perfect.

“Ozzy,” she moaned, wrapping herself around him, pulling him impossibly close. They were chest to chest and he could feel her heart pounding, every beat serving as a reminder that this was real. That Aubrey was in his arms, kissing him like she’d never get the chance to kiss him again.

“It’s you, Aubs,” he whispered against her lips, repeating the same truth he’d told her moments ago. “It’s always been you.”

She clutched him like a lifeline, those little moans and whimpers like music to his fucking ears as he slowly thrusted into her, taking his time to make sure she knew that this wasn’t just some quick and dirty hookup. He wanted her to know that he was serious about this thing between them, that he would be there and that he wanted to take care of her. “Ozzy, Ozzy, Ozzy.” She said his name like a prayer, and he hoped to God he was answering it as he continued to worship her the way she deserved.

Ozzy slid his hand between them, his fingers lightly playing over her clit. “I’m so close, Ozzy,” Aubrey moaned, and he could feel her tighten around him.

“I know Aubs,” he said, pressing his face into the crook of her neck, her pulse beating rapidly under his lips. “I’ve got you.”

It was as if those words were all she needed to let go. She fumbled for him, dragging him back into her, muffling her moans against his mouth as she came around his cock, her tight walls squeezing him so fiercely that he knew he wasn’t far behind her. “Fuck, Aubs,” he groaned, kissing her hard as his own release hit him like a ton of bricks. He practically shuddered in her arms, his hand moving from her clit to hold her hip, gripping tightly as he rode the waves of his orgasm, pleasure prickling every inch of his skin.

When he had gathered his bearings, Ozzy slowly slid out of her before he moved them so she was laying on top of him.

He looked down at her to find that she’d nestled her face into his chest, one arm slung lazily around him. Her brown curls were a little messy, a few of them clinging to her sweat-soaked temples. Her face was flushed, her cheeks the same shade of pink as the roses that used to grow along the sidewalk in front of his house. She was so fucking beautiful.

For a moment, neither of them said anything and Ozzy was grateful for the quiet. It allowed him the chance to just soak in the fact that he and Aubrey were together. They had a shot.This gorgeous woman lying on top of him wanted him the way he wanted her; it felt too good to be true.

And maybe they both got sent home tomorrow, or maybe he got voted off or whatever the hell else could happen when they were here. But he knew that regardless of what happened, at least they had this. They had this moment where it was just him and her, where she knew how he felt about her and he knew how she felt about him.

Knowing that, knowing that at least he hadn’t let Aubrey down, was all that he needed.

#litg #litg fanfic #litg ozzy #litg season 6 #ellegreenwxy #litg writers room #love island the game #ask

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pinkandpurple360 · 6 months

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More ideas for "Helluva A Rewritten Musical":

Jokes, Running Gags and Story Moments With A Comedic Twist :

After the Ozzie's equivalent Stolas' actor would wear a different wig after every two scenes, with each having more grey feathers than the last, until, by his final scene, all his hair/feathers are grey

The first time we see the M&Ms is their morning routine, Millie enters the scene first, with curlers/rollers in her hair, then Moxxie enter with curlers/rollers in his hair AND in his sideburns.

Wally appears a few times, he's exactly the same as in the show but has a much deeper voice to contrast with the high-pitched, scratchy voice Don Darryl Rivera does in the actual series

We only see Andre once, during a half and half split of the stage to show his phone conversation with Stella, later, in hiding (Yes, I'm going with that idea for the time being), Via asks why they could ask him for help and Stella reveals he got in hot water for drunkenly hitting on one of his cousins.

If we go down the Strella route, we could have some early bonding when Striker hisses at a minor frustration and Stella very obviously finds it attractive, because both snakes and swans hiss as a defense mechanism. In response to this Octavia let's out a sharp exhale that ends up sounding like a hoot.

A member of IMP pointing out how little actual hits they've been carrying out since getting pulled into the divorce drama, poking fun at the show abandoning it's original premise, maybe build on it by having Stolas be the only character who doesn't seen an issue with that.

Song Ideas (The Good Stuff):

An opening number or at least early song where Blitz sings about how, by running his own business, he has freedom to make good life for himself. The song would immediately be followed by some form of bad news.

A flashback duet between young Stolas and Stella, meeting for the first time, promising to make their situation work. Stella's lyrics make it clear she hopes that she will find some form of personal fufilled-ness in the relationship, while Stolas' make it clear that he plans on taking every chance to distract himself from what will be his family.

Striker having a song where he tries to console Via, because he can tell that she is in no way personally responsible for the shit she's going through, big stepdad energy, slightly more comedic elements towards the end of the song. This would play into Striker's arc, realizing that not all royals ae truly malicious and finding sympathy for them because he comes to view them as too sheltered for their own good.

A climactic duet between Striker and Blitz, after Blitz realizes that Stolas is a complete shitsack, during the song they're fighting over a blessed revolver to see who gets to kill the jizz-soaked feather duster.

That's all I got for now, more to come :D

Very beautiful. Your mind. Your vision.

Especially the meta commentary I NEED that scene to happen

#helluva boss

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thegroovywitch · 1 year

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The long lost jam session between Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin

According to Tony Iommi, the two bands got together during a recording session in late 1973, and Led Zeppelin drummer John Bonham had a specific song from 1972’s Vol. 4 in mind. Instead, Sabbath’s guitarist said everyone just meandered around musically, slightly derailing the completion of the follow-up, ‘Sabbath Bloody Sabbath’.

“John wanted to play ‘Supernaut,’ but we jammed instead,” Iommi said. “We were in the middle of recording, so it fucked up the session.”

“It escalated to a pretty crazy situation within about 30 minutes, because not only was Bonzo there, but Robert Plant and John Paul Jones were there as well. Jimmy wasn’t there, but I wish he had been. And Bonzo was kickin’ the crap out of my drum kit!”

— Bill Ward

“I just jammed out, you know? I can’t think back on it now, like, ‘Whoa, we just jammed with Zeppelin.’ It’s just what we did. We were all stoned anyway.”

— Ozzy Osbourne

“We were really good mates with Led Zeppelin – especially Robert Plant and John Bonham, who came from the Midlands. Zeppelin had wanted us to be on their label Swan Song, but we couldn't make it work out.”

— Tony Iommi

“There was a moment during that jam where we all kind of got this crazy notion and said, ‘Let's put something down on tape’ – but nothing transpired and no tape rolled. Nothing was recorded: We were just pissing about. I believe at one point Geezer Butler and Robert did a bit of writing together – but that was their own personal thing, between them. The Black Zeppelin recordings didn't ever exist.”

— Bill Ward

Iommi, however, is now disagreeing. “I know that it was recorded, and I’d love to hear it. The tape must be around somewhere.”

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andy-888 · 2 years

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Blonde Oswald 🧎‍♀️

So this comes from our discord server. We always talk about blonde Ozzie since Robin Lord Taylor is naturally blonde and we like to think Oswald dyes his hair black for the aesthetic. Also bc I once said he reminds me of Princess Peach bc her weapon in the games is also an umbrella and I came up with The Swan name after talking about a blonde Oswald au, so basically this embodies all that🧍✨️

#oswald cobblepot #the penguin #gotham #gotham series #gotham fanart #dc #illustration #fanart #if anyone says flamingo lord help me

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transingthoseformers · 7 months

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The actual AGITM Ovey ask.

ALL OVERLORDS: Began their life in 3/12’s hands and has a special hatred of the Functionalist similar to Rung’s. During the Moon Arc, he and Rung meet and Rung definitely does that dark grin from his first Functionalist World appearance when Overlord breaks into the chamber with the others and settles things by ripping 3/12’s head off and Rung, who’d been talking about how he knew how the day would go, comments “I didn’t guess that.” and is surprisingly warm and open to Overlord who thinks he’s hilarious and charming in his own hatred. (Rung is little bit in Machine Who Punches Fascists Mode) Impactor is also part of this group and has become, not quite friends, but tolerable drinking buddies occasionally with Overlord and Arcee. Rung invited him to stay and he actually considered it.

Overlord is fond of provoking people and stirring the pot and smug. He was a gladiator once 3/12 was distracted and he wiggled his way into freedom. He has a thing about authority figures and obeying people due to this. He became involved in crime following this and ran a protection racket, somewhat be accident, but was becoming bored with it when he saw Megatron’s gladitorial match and grew interested. He definitely became a gladiator and joined the Decepticons for the sheer joy of potential anarchy but found the government was too much for his taste.

Captain Glitch and him have a homoerotic encounter in which Glitch uses his Outlier ability on Overlord’s Spark and he triggers the Murder Strut Peacocking obsession instead of Megatron and pokes and threaten-flirts with him.

Sideswipe may or may not have made the very questionable decision to take for a ride. Briefly. Once. Sunstreaker is judging. Hard.

He enjoys bothering Prowl and hinting at crimes and calls him “Officer” to the point Mesothulas who sees him harrass-flirt with Glitch becomes convinced it is the same thing (it is platonic harrassment) and wants him dead. Prowl reigns him in but he is ready at the drop of a hat to commit murder and Blackarachnia inherits this from him as he encourages it, though Ozzy is doubtful Prowl actually approved of it. Overlord was tempted to actually try flirting just to mess with him, but was certain that Mesothulas would and could actually kill him and he isn’t entirely confident he wants to have to deal with that. Anytime he pisses Prowl off, Mesothulas swans up and asks if his darling wants Mesothulas to kill him, because he would definitely kill him.

I mainly have general vibes and the title of his character focused saga.

OPTION ONE: Perfidia Overlord is an arrogant sadist who embraces violence and subtle manipulations and goes full bastard mode and amuses himself with the Towards Peace crew, eventually betraying them, and dying at the end betraying the [END BOSS] because “Little Gltich” is his to kill and he’s a possessive bastard. (A little boring, angst OverTarn possible, maybe serial killer plotline, meeting and being fascinated by Trepan because I love those bastards together) He'd basically become the Getaway of the story somewhat to make a parallel to MTME/LL.

OPTION TWO: Gignō Overlord slowly becomes close to one particular crew member, treats them harshly, but begins to become close to them. They die. In the interdimensional trip when poor Glitch gets traumatized by his other selves he meets this mech in a different universe and decides to stay with them though he recognizes they are a different person and leave their universe behind.

OPTION THREE: Lupārius This Overlord becomes an actual member of the crew and finds genuine friendship and acceptance. He still is a sadist and clever and sharp and enjoys violence, but he funnels it differently and is like the token evil teammate who brings you dead bodies like a cat and Pharma has to keep chasing away with a spray bottle and scream at to wash the Energon off because it is unhygienic and “no one finds it attractive you feral technimal!” while making bedroom eyes at Captain Glitch. He and Hot Rod have a weird friendship because Hot Rod, as morale and personnel officer, decided Overlord needed to be socialized and did this by win against him once in a fight, he only needed to do it once to get the minimum respect needed. Also they make Fight Club.

Overlord's right to be pissed at the Functionists yes yes

damnnnnn ovey damn. W for killing 3/12 thought—

Overlord, Impactor, Rung, and Arcee grouping together a bit was something I didn't expect but it would be so so interesting

Ykw considering what I've seen in canon and here, yeahhhh Overlord does have a Thing About Authority ™️ and I can see why

Oh he definitely did it for the anarchy and the thrill

Sorry Ovey bae, you missed out on the war that never was.

Overlord and Glitch finding each other in this dance without so many of the factors we typically recognize has gotta be 💖interesting💖

Murder Strut Peacocking indeeeed

Sideswipe I stg💚💚💚

Meso he's not trying to steal your man, he's just Like That sometimes (usually) (often) (very often)

Overlord? Not wanting to deal with an attempt on his live via a very jealous scientist? Fascinating

Oooo damn, that'd turn out so interesting especially considering all the little shit Overlord would continue to pull and how he'd be slowly driving everyone nuts, and the fixation on Glitch driving him to do Whatever The Fuck He Wants even if it means betraying who he's working for? Interesting

This makes me wonder who he'd get close to that dies, who can (try to) soothe the very spicy spark that is Overlord enough that he seeks out another version of them?? Oo

I admit this last one was the vibe I was (kinda?) getting upon first learning Overlord was gonna be part of the crew, and I will never not find the Token evil teammate situation hilarious. Like. Overlord, why are you like this. You bastard. Do you reminisce about the glory of the ring.

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joethetoonfanandoutcast · 7 months

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This is the complete list of characters I would have cameo at a Universal Animation assemblage similar to Once Upon a Studio.

Felix the Cat: Felix the Cat

Woody Woodpecker: Woody Woodpecker, Winnie Woodpecker

An American Tail: Fievel Mousekewitz, Tanya Mousekewitz, Papa Mousekewitz, Mama Mousekewitz, Yasha Mousekewitz, Tiger, Henri le pigeon, female pigeons, Tony Toponi, Bridget, Honest John, Gussie Mausheimer, Warren T. Cat, Digit, Maus Street Maulers, Cat R. Waul, TR Chula, the Cactus Cat Gang, Miss Kitty, Wylie Burp

Land Before Time: Littlefoot, Cera, Petrie, Ducky, Spike, Littlefoot's grandparents, Chomper

Opus 'n Bill: Opus, Bill the Cat, the ducks

We're Back!: A Dinosaur's Story: Rex, Elsa, Woog, Dweeb, Louie, Cecilia, Vorb, Stubbs, Captain Neweyes, Dr. Bleeb

Casper: Casper the Friendly Ghost, Stretch, Fatso, Stinky

Babe: Babe, Fly, Rex, Ferdinand, the mice

Balto: Balto, Jenna, Boris, Steele, Muk, Luk, Nikki, Kaltag, Star, Dixie, Sylvie, Rosy

Rocky & Bullwinkle: Rocket J. Squirrel, Bullwinkle J. Moose (in their 2D/CG 2000 looks), Fearless Leader, Boris Badenov, Natasha Femme-Fatale (in their 2D 2000 looks)

Curious George: Curious George, Ted the Man in the Yellow Hat, Maggie Dunlop

The Tale of Desperaux: Desperaux, his parents, Chiaroscuro "Roscuro", Chef Andre, Boldo

Despicable Me: Felonious Gru, Lucy Wilde, the Minions, Dr. Nefario, Margo, Agnes, Edith, Kyle, Vector, Mr. Perkins, Silas Ramsbottom, Eduardo Perez/El Macho, Antonio Perez, Scarlett Overkill, Herb Overkill, the Nelsons, Balthazar Bratt, Dru Gru, Marlena Gru, Fritz, Clive the Robot, the Vicious Six, Master Chow, Wild Knuckles' henchmen

Hop: EB, Easter Bunny, the Pink Berets, Carlos, Phil, bunnies, chicks

The Lorax: the Lorax, the Once-ler, Ted, Audrey, Mrs. Wiggins, Granny Norma, Aloysius O'Hare, O'Hare's bodyguards, Sy the Delivery Guy, the Hummingfish, the Swommee-Swans, the Barbaloots

The Secret Life of Pets: Max, Katie, Duke, Gidget, Snowball, Mel, Buddy, Pops, Tiberius, Rooster, Chuck, Liam, Daisy, Hu, Sergei, wolves

Sing: Buster Moon, Miss Crawley, Herman, Rosita, Norman, their piglets, Gunther, Johnny, Marcus, Stan, Barry, Ash, Lance, Becky, Eddie Noodleman, Nana Noodleman, Mr. and Mrs. Noodleman, Hobbes, Meena, her mother and grandparents, Mike, Nancy, Suki Lane, Porsha Crystal, Jimmy Crystal, Jerry, Nooshy, Darius, Klaus Kickenklober, Clay Calloway, the Q-Teez

The Grinch: the Grinch, Max, Fred, his mate and calf, Donna Who, Cindy-Lou Who, Bean, Buster, Bricklebaum, Mabel, Groopert, Axl, Izzy, Ozzy

Super Mario Bros.: Mario, Luigi, Princess Peach, Toad, Bowser Koopa, Donkey Kong, Cranky Kong, Kamek, penguins, Giuseppe

Migration: the duck family, Delroy, Pigeon, Erin

Characters I'm unsure would make the assemblage:

The Veggies of VeggieTales

The Jetsons, Mr. Spacely and anyone involved in Jetsons the Movie

And for real-life people:

Steven Spielberg, David Kirschner, George Miller, and Chris Meledandri as themselves.

What do you think?

#once upon a studio #universal animation #illumination crossover

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hydesjackiespuddinpop · 1 month

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When Twilight comes on

(Based on my earlier post)

Leia: She would be watching it eagerly, paying attention to all the details. Girlie is a Bella Swan lover but sadly also a Bedward lover and thinks her love story with Jay is just like their “love story”

Ozzie: Would be bitching about it for half the time and the other half would be him passionately ranting about how Bella can do better than Edward and Jacob.

Jay: You just said that you hated Twilight.

Ozzie: I can hate it and be invested.

Nate: He’d be pretending it’s too “girly” but also cry whenever the couples on the show break up and make up and all that.

Jay: He wouldn’t be paying attention in the slightest and would be either writing scripts or doing homework.

Gwen: Would be too busy making out with Nikki to be paying attention nor care.

Nikki: ^^^

#that 90s show #that '90s show #verse: the new age #leia forman #verse: the future age #ozzie takada #nate runck #jay kelso #gwen runck #nikki velasco #my verse is canon

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the-delightful-temptation · 6 months

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The sin walks on the stage, each step taking with pride and swaying his hips concomitantly.

“♫Took a walk.Out in the fens. Had a talk with a man about some chems.♫”

The song plays along in the background, darkness fills up the area and only a few lights show up Ozzie, walking to the corner of the stage.

“♫He asked me what's your flavor I said I need a favor I'm a little short on caps but I'm a good good neighbor♫”

As soon as Ozzie reaches the corner, he falls on his fours, crawling next to the clients that were closer to the stage. Singing while looking at their eyes.

“♫Took a dive.With the swans Out in the commons with nothing on The demons stop to savor All my bad behavior It's all in a day's work When you're a good good neighbor♫”

The sin swiftly moves, now sitting on the corner of the stage while his legs extend to reach for the closest table to him. A smile grows across his face as he licks his lips, savoring all that desire that was growing on the crowd.

“♫We can shake it up a little We can kick it up a notch We can put it on the griddle Better get it while it's hot I'll meet you in the middle You can show me what you got If you're feeling lucky tonight♫”

He stands up, stepping on the clients table and towering in front of them before very slowly getting down on his knees, Ozzie’s hand trailing on his own body while the saxophones play for a moment.

“♫I do the boys a favor With all of my manual labor♫”

As soon as he kneels down, he grabs the client’s face, gently pulling him towards Asmodeus’ face.

“♫It's good to be a good good neighbor♫”

#ic #long post #music post #good neighbor #suggestive

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