Ozyellow Stories

this is a ship fan fiction from Monster Prom Main plot characters: Calculester, Oz I don't know what kinds of warnings to put on here WARNING: 🏳‍🌈🌈𝙜𝙖𝙮🌈🏳‍🌈 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘿𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙨 In this fan fiction Calculester is referenced as a "he" or "it" I don't own the pictures

Idefk why im posting this, just gonna flex my (lack of) art skills on the haters 😔🔫

the literal embodiment of the word "fuck" who happens to be the prince of hell, x a constant nervous wreck who isn't sure if all of her friends hate her or if she just needs to take a god damn nap. Also, she doesn't even go here.

prom night is here!, prior to the night deciding he would rather make friends then have romantic relations, Oz strives to have fun, just as the night was coming to an end A portal opens under Oz sucking him and the phobias into it. join Oz and the phobias on a monsters Adventure into a different dimension

〚 c.ompleted 〛 Oz doesn't love Damien, and he resents that he has to care for him, but he will probably never leave him.

→ REQUESTS CLOSED ← H E L L A old and mostly Monster Prom fics but I want to get back into writing so requests are open to multiple fandoms now! No lemons though, and gender neutral reader! ＊ No art is mine unless stated otherwise ＊

We finna. we fucking finna u thirsty hoes ily all tho don't worry 》《》《》《 Are you into the flaming hot prince of hell Damien LaVey, or genocidal sweetheart princess Miranda Vanderbilt Or perhaps starting a rocking party with Polly Geist is more your style; maybe being a ruthless bitch alongside the lovely Vera Oberlin? Do you like sports? Do you like basically babysitting your boyfriend (though you'd still die for him)? Then Scott Howl is the right werewolf for you! Oh? You enjoy not being mainstream but not making it obvious you're not being mainstream because that's super mainstream? Then Liam de Lioncourt is just the vampire you're searching for on Sinder. You like shy cuties, eh? Then Oz Yellow is the person (Or phobia) you need! Mind a boyfriend that's literally drop dead gorgeous? No? Well look no further, our lovable Brian Green dearest is not far. Tracking further back, you don't mind getting burnt do you? Because Amira Red may just have her eyes on you if you play your cards right. How about another cutie, though much less shy, because Vicky Blue is ready for a relationship with anyone the same amount of cute as her, which happens to apparently be...YOU! Whatever you're into, just be your worst self, and your best match will come by soon, in this school year of Monster Pr- am I allowed to say this or will this get copyrighted...? Fuck it! Your best match will come by soon, in this school year of Monster Prom!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYONE THAT I DO NOT PUT A FORM FOR! EVERYTHING BELONGS TO THE MONSTER PROM CREATORS Ever heard of that dumb game where you wanna bang monsters? If not, look it up and come back here. If so, want to create a character so you can interact with them really but not really? Well you've come to the right book! Hopefully! I'll let you be the judge of that

Apparently black ink doesn't show up on completely black skin. A soulmate AU for these two dorks because this fandom is way too small right now. I mean there's only like twenty on this website. Anyway, get ready for arson and more arson. And by that I mean fluff and more fluff.

Amira Rashid didn't understand Oz. She was a fire djinn that could shift the walls of reality, and they were a cosmic truth, a primordial being. She was a hot-headed fighter that blazed through life with a smile, and they were a shy dork with a heart of gold. Why that didn't seem right to her, she couldn't put into words. But if she was going to preserve this relationship, she was going to have to figure out how.

You call it a hyper fixation, I call it love. Anyway, welcome to the one-shot book that will probably kill my mental health in the process of making it. However, this ship needs more love, so fuck it! Requests are always open, just make sure to leave your request in the first chapter or else I won't see it! Anyway, enjoy these one-shots and we'll play a guessing game of when I'll implode on myself while writing. Enjoy sinners!