“Again, with the horn?”
I was thinking about this & something tells me if Fizz used the horn every morning, Ozzie would eventually get used to it & sleep through it. It still works on Ozzie because the horn isn’t the only thing Fizz uses to wake him.
He has various things.
All of them extremely obnoxious, but unapologetically & fittingly Fizz.
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Lazy days with your f/o!
Both of you are lying in bed. F/O petting your head softly. You are nuzzling against your f/o. Or perhaps you are petting their head as they nuzzle against you.
Drifting to sleep here and there and waking up from the short naps.
Is it a moment in silence or did you put on some background noise, like music or a video? Maybe you are even watching something?
Then again, both of you could also just be stuck inside the same blanket, using each other as pillows…
In the end, it's up to the both of you how to spend your sluggish days. No worries, just relaxing together and recharging before the hectic week continues.
Proship/Comship do not interact please!
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Tossing old life drawing stuff out today, but here’s a Ratchet and Drift conte sketch I did on the last day- was really tired and just wanted to doodle whatever
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Terra doing his grocery rounds for his (enormous) family
Comission for my sweetheart @jilybrainrot 💋☀️
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Hob is going to come home one day two months into Dream's retirement (and seven weeks into their marriage) and Dream's going to be full Victorian maiden on the chaise lounge, arm covering his eyes.
Hob, who is not a fool: Want to talk about it, or want to be consumed by the agonies for a little while longer while I prepare dinner? You got groceries, right?
Dream: [horrible groaning dirge of assent]
Hob: I'm starting to get a little concerned, dearest
Dream: I went out to. Obtain groceries. And the woman at the till said 'enjoy your food'.
Hob: And you said?
Dream: "My thanks. you as well."
Hob: My poor love. Have a kiss to ease the sting.
Dream: [accepting the forehead kiss as his due] I can't go back to that grocery store in this lifetime.
Hob: Understandable.
Dream: Can we fake our deaths tomorrow?
Hob: Give me two weeks to wrap everything up, then we can.
Dream: <3
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