#hmm sleeby

[aterfish]

I am obsessed with this turtle-man 😳

sketch under cut

#rottmnt #tmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt fanart #ater art #my attempt at perspective #it was supposed to be edgy red and black but the neon lights of his portals called to my soul #once again blinded by the pretty colors so it is *bright* #everything was okay and then. boom. i used some pink. there was no turning back #i apparently cannot use pastel colors #hmm probbly my new phone background #i wanted his portal to look like halo and tales of his mask to look like wings but ehhh... got lost in the neon #anyway going to sleeby sleeb its 3 am

[crybaby-bkg]

Dating one hero has proven to be a lot for some partners in the past. Some can’t get over the high rate of mortality, some can’t live out the future they yearn for with heroes, some just refuse to learn how to bandage wounds without shaking too hard. Loving a hero is hard work, and being dedicated to them wholly is harder.

But dating two heroes? At the same time? Sometimes you wonder if you’ve bitten off more than you could chew. There’s double the worry of mortality, of living out a future you would’ve never envisioned, of bandaging wounds with each hand to each lover, keeping the shaking to a minimum because the sounds of their pained grunts hurt even more.

But the most insufferable part of being with not only two heroes, but the top two heroes? The fact that they worry over you more than you would’ve ever expected.

Izuku was already a worry wart when it comes to the people he loved, and Katsuki was no better, only quieter and huffy. So when you complain about sharp pains, repeating pains, cramps, tummy aches—they believe that all hell has been broken loose.

It’s sweet sometimes, when one goes into the agency late to cuddle in bed with you. Izuku usually does, uses rough, crooked fingers that gently tilt your head back to pour medicine down your throat and steals the opportunity to peck at your forehead. Katsuki is typically all grunts and frowns when he takes your temperature, presses his cheek to yours to see if you’re really that hot (which doesn’t really help since he naturally runs hot himself).

The time that pisses you off the most though, is when you complain about too sharp stomach cramps. It’s normal, you tell them as they flit around you to pack a possible overnight bag. It could appendicitis, they both mutter in unison as Izuku helps you into your shoes and Katsuki shoves one of his shirts over your head. This is stupid, you grumble to them as they haul you to the car. It’s for your safety, they say again in unison, as Izuku peels out of the driveway and heads in the direction of the hospital.

Katsuki doesn’t know why he doesn’t sit in the back with you originally, but finds himself climbing back there when you flip him off over your shoulder with a refusal to put your seatbelt on. You’re sprawled across both seats in the back—what good would a seatbelt do? How could you even get it on? But Katsuki finds a way, somehow steps into the backseat without crushing you, finds comfort when you dig your face into his hard stomach and he can wrap his arm around your waist, a comfort that he’ll hold you, protect you, do whatever he can in his power to save you.

Izuku only looks on from the front seat when the lights turn red, face bathed in warm light, his eyes rounded and worried. He reaches back and rubs softly at the base of your spine, cooing, terrified out of his mind over something you know won’t be fatal. He’s hesitant to pull away when Katsuki grunts that the light has changed, but he’d rather lose the momentary feeling of your warm skin than have to stroke a cold cheek.

And in the end, nothing is ever truly wrong with you. Even though you complain about them hounding over you like two chicken with their heads cut off, you can’t help but secretly love the way they dote over you. Care for you. Hold you and pamper you and love you. Being with two heroes can be hard, but with the way they make you feel, nothing has ever been easier.

#the fact that they freak out when the littlest thing is wrong w you bc they deal w death so often in their fields :( #I am so sleeby #and irritable for some reason #I have been all day except for when I watched my movie earlier #everything n everyone is just so annoying n frustrating #but are they really or am I just PMSing lmfao #okay abyway #I wanna start my izu fic and I have a new hoejo fic in the work too #but I’m mf tied and I have to make an important call in the morning #hmm I’ll just write it during the day tomorrow #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bkdk treats! 🍬

[rapidhighway]

Illness: leg hurts when i lay down

#i can't sleep i guess this is as good a reason as ever to write fanfic hmm? #Im sleeby tho

[sunshineram]

silly funky

#im so sleeby #waaaa #this is now in my header btw < #debating making this my pfp hmm #sheep scribbles

[matchbet-allofthetime]

Breakfast Foods, Kisses, and Garnets

Soft!Albert Wesker x short!GNCreader

Word count: 1094

A/N: surprise!! i'm not dead! just sick as hell. i wrote this randomly today because life is hard and i've been sick for almost a week, but yk. i needed comfort and who better than my favourite war criminal? also wesker is a soft baby and yes he's red-eyed in this fic but still working for STARS and is good friends with leon and chris. i cannot let this man go unloved and uncherished, fight me. oh and reader has stretched earlobes bc i do and this was purely self-indulgent

Translations: dragoste = love in Romanian, dragostea mea mica = my little love/my little lover, also in Romanian

please enjoy my favourite man being soft and sleeby and kissing his very short lover many times

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My hips sway gently to the music playing throughout the large kitchen as I continue flipping pancakes and stirring eggs. I wasn't nearly as tired today as I had been, so I decided a day of breakfast would be lovely. I hum along to the music and my mind drifts away. Just as I'm finishing the eggs and bacon, I hear the front door open. My brows furrow slightly. It's not even 3 o'clock, Wesker shouldn't be home until nearly 6...I move quickly and peak my head out of the kitchen to the front door and see Wesker hanging his keys and jacket. I grin and turn to go back into the kitchen and continue to hum to my music.

I continue flipping the last of the pancakes right as Wesker hugs me from behind. He nuzzles his face into my neck and I laugh as he leans down. "Mmm... smells wonderful, dragoste. What compelled you to make such wonderful-smelling food while I was gone...?" Wesker murmured, setting his chin on my head. His words were tired and slurred as he hummed along to the new song playing. I smile.

"I felt a little better today and decided eggs and bacon sounded good, but I didn't want em without pancakes and syrup!" I hum happily, giggling as he turns me to give me bunny kisses and place another kiss on my forehead. He tilts my head up and silently asks for a kiss. I stand on my tiptoes and kiss him instead. He lets out a pleased noise and smiles.

"Well, I'm glad you're better, my darling. You've had me worried for a few days." He says, laughing softly. His red eyes dilate as he takes a deep breath. The house truly does smell wonderful and I let out a satisfied little noise knowing my lover feels more at ease. Our house is warm and inviting and no lights are on- though plenty of warm sunlight streams through the windows.

"You've taken such good care of me. But why are you back from work so early, lover boy?" I ask gently as Wesker pulls me into his chest. He hums, drawing my head to rest on his chest. "I simply worried and... well, Chris and Leon nearly begged me to take care of you. Those two are worried sick about you, you know... speaking of, they've sent me back with some gifts and treasures for you." He replies. I pull away softly as I grab his hand and kiss at his lightly bruised knuckles. I'd have to care for him later too; he'd more than earned it.

"Treasures? What treasures, my love?" I ask excitedly. Wesker merely laughs again and I playfully nibble at one of his fingers. He curls the same finger under my chin and makes for me to look at him just as he kisses my nose. We laugh for a moment together.

"Hmm, not sure. Though I did see lots of sweets and chocolate in there. Leon got you a few of the books you've been talking about recently, all hardcovers, and Chris bought you a few little figurines he though you might like. I've got some things for you as well, my dear, if you'd like them now." He says, thumbs caressing my cheeks gently. He had such a soft expression on his face and I was sure I'd never seen him quite so mellow and sleepy before. I playfully headbutt his chest and he clicks his tongue in mock warning. We laugh again. I simply nod at his proposal and tell him to remind me to get Leon and Chris a gift later as thanks. He nods and goes to get his gifts.

As we sit on the couch and eat, Wesker hands me a little meticulously wrapped gift. I raise a brow at him, but he simply shrugs and half-smiles as his sharp canines rip happily at bacon. I open the gift gently and unwrap a pair of pristine double-flare plugs. They're heavy in my hand and both have dark red almandine garnet at their centers, matching the red in Wesker's eyes. I curl my hand around the precious stones and set my plate on the coffee table, only to move Wesker's own plate before diving headfirst into his chest. He's momentarily shocked and then he feels me shuffling against him. He looks down, equal parts curious about my reaction and worried that I don't like them. He throws his head back and laughs as he sees me tugging out my current jewelry and tossing the metal tunnels onto the plush carpet, only to immediately- and quite happily- replace them with the stunning garnets.

"My dear, I was worried you wouldn't like them- but I didn't expect you to throw your favourite tunnels because you like these so much!" Wesker says as his shoulders tremble with laughter. His hand comes up to pet at my hair while I fumble with the jewelry momentarily, before my head pops up and he ruffles my hair fondly. I have a wild grin on my face and he sees my stretched earlobes move with the weight of the new stones laid heavy in my ears. He grins back at me, and leans down to give me a kiss on my nose, followed by a couple littered across my cheeks.

"Oh Wesker, how could you be worried? They're stunning- and they're just my size! I love them so much already. They-" I stop for a moment and think, eyes growing slightly wide at my realization before a slightly cheeky smile curls across my lips. "Wesker, they look like your eyes." His own eyes widen at my words and his face flushes a deep pink. I laugh and kiss at his cheeks.

"I... I do not think I realized that until you said something, dearheart. But... truly, they suit you better than I had hoped they might. They look perfect on you, my dear." He smiles again, cheeks still tinged pink. I dip my head into his neck and breathe out a deep, comfy sigh. "Oh, my darling, what am I to do with someone as adorable as you? I suppose I have no choice but to love you just a little more. After all, I have taken the week off simply to spend time with dragostea mea mica." He says, watching as I grow excited. I hug him tightly and kiss him again, only for him to start up with warm, muffled laughter into the kiss. Oh, what a lovely week this was going to be.

#Albert Wesker #Albert Wesker x reader #RE Wesker #Resident Evil #Resident Evil 0 #Resident Evil 5 #RE0 #Resident Evil Zero #Wesker x reader #dohma.txt #he's not dead #i swear #he kissed my forehead himself and told me everything was okay #i love this man so much

[mammonsbby]

Could you do V for Lucifer. For the drabble prompts? :)

V-Vacation (Poor sleeby Lucifer D:)

To say Lucifer is tired... Oh, that would be an understatement. He’s been running on fumes for weeks. Disaster after disaster, crisis after crisis, he deals with them all. His sleep schedule has always come last. After all, what is a few hours sleep compared to the Devildom as a whole? 

He yawns, hiding it behind his hand. He’s about to fall asleep during a council meeting. All right, he has to get some rest. As soon as he gets home, he’s taking a nap. That’s all he needs. A few peaceful hours of rest. Rest? Peaceful? In that house? He sighs inwardly and tries to keep up with the meeting.

Some thirty minutes later, Lucifer trudges back to the HOL, trying not to show how utterly exhausted he is. He manages to find his room. And falls toward what he hopes is his bed. Regardless of what it is, he passes out as soon as he’s horizontal. 

He awakes a few hours later, to the sound of rustling in his closet. He groans and pries open his bleary, tired eyes. He squints and, in the darkness, he can make out a figure in his closet. He glares at them, but he’s too tired to yell.

“Get out of my room!” He bellows. Oh, guess he was wrong. He hurls a spell towards the figure interrupting his sleep. 

Your eyes widen and you turn around to see a bolt of dark energy flying towards you. You hit the ground, covering your head as the spell hits the wall and dissipates. “Luci! Luci, it’s me!” You shout.

Lucifer’s eyes widen. He’s suddenly completely awake. “MC?” He asks with wide, now-focused eyes. 

“Yeah, it’s me.” You stand up, dusting your clothes off as Lucifer climbs out of bed.

“What are you doing?” He asks. Though, as he looks around the room, he sees several things out of place. His suitcase is open on the ground, half-filled with clothes. And his closet is in disarray. He makes a face, expectantly waiting for your answer.

“I… We’re going on a vacation.” You say firmly.

“We are?” He asks, taken aback at this information.

You nod and step towards him, now semi-confident he’s awake enough not to blast you to smithereens. “We’ve all noticed how tired you were. And I talked to Diavolo. You’re off duty for a week. So we’re going somewhere you can relax.”

His brows furrow. “Were you packing for me?” 

“I was. Until you almost killed me.” You say, pointing to the scorch mark on the wall. 

“I’m so sorry,” Lucifer says, mortified. He pulls you close and sighs. “I thought you were one of my brothers.”

“Nope. Just me.” You say, wrapping your arms around his waist. You stand that way for several moments. 

“A relaxing vacation, hmm?” He asks, a small smile on his face. But before you can explain, you’re interrupted.

“Oi! Are you comin’?! We’re gonna miss the train!” shouts a familiar voice from the hall.

Lucifer’s face drops. “We’re all going?”

You nod and he groans, raising a hand to his head.

“Come on, sleepy head. You can nap on the train.” You say, snapping his suitcase closed.

He picks it up, grumbling. On the way to the door, a thought occurs. “What if we stay behind and let them all go?”

“Lucifer, imagine what they could get up to without us around.” You say. And he blanches. 

“I see your point. Let’s go.”

700 follower prompt list!

#obey me lucifer #lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me #obey me imagines #700 follower party! <3 #mangobangi #answered #hehe poor lucifer :'))

[frangipani-wanderlust]

Can we see your cat? =D

He's sleeby.

I don't think this next pic will be that clear, but I am streaming a show from my phone right now and so I tried to get the screen mirroring in the background.

Hmm. It did kinda come out a bit.

#asks #answers #gus #my cat #pictures

[scuddle-bubble101]

ok uh... top 10 of the people we've seen?

Hottest top ten we've seen in Mid-roads hmm... I'm Aro-Ace so attraction is zero for me, but I do like how people look soooo~ Lets see.

Zonnel

Tic-tac

Cinnabon

Bound- Captain~

Teeki

Moris

Chipper

Tanjo

Wicker

Allan

-----Honorable mentions--- chosen by me and a fren because me am sleeby and struggling to braincell.

I'sum

Evris

Vase<-He goes here because I say so, I refuse to let this man have power

Trial

Rylin

Towin- He just arrived so its up in the air for now XD

#serif talks #special guest who helped us; sweet luna bean #mid roads #the mainverse

[bisexualshakespeare]

Me: I'll have a little bit of alcohol so I can write without holding myself back

Me 20 minutes later: hmm... sleeby...

[puppyluver256]

The Snoopy Chronicles - January 2024 (part 1)

Baby boy's not doing so hot right now, back leg hurty that he got a shot and pills for, so while he's in the sadge I will share the past month's pics :3

Sleeby boy ;w;

As you can tell, Snoopy is getting quite big! His head has also gotten very, very brown after coming home with mostly black on top hehe.

He lovbes his Lamb Chop :3

Loves his Lambchop :3c

"Escoose me, no camras pwease"

HELP

For some reason he really likes turning this bed upside-down and sleeping on it like this.

And the ear goes flop :3

Hmm, I wonder where Snoopy has gone?

Lookit them big brown eyes :3

Sploot!

Carrot snoot!

THIEF

We got a big snow a couple weeks ago, and he got to experience his first snow :D

#PUPPY #beagle #snoopy cooper

[ninja-grace]

prepare yourself.

also feel free to answer all or none of rhese or anything in between i just like hearing about you

1, 7, 10, 12, 14, 15, 22, 28, 30, 33, 35, 38, 40, 44, 59, 70, 71, 74 (i know vaguely just curious as to what you'll say 😭, 78, 91, 95, 100, 109 (i'll do it for you if yes), 110, 117, 118, 119, 120, 125, 127, 132, 133, 141, 142, 143, 144, 146, 148, 149 🩷

1 . you probably

7. no clue. depends on you i guess hehe

10. you duh

12. hmmmmm lemme check my playlist hold on

little dark age

i wanna get better

bad end theater

100 sunny

sonder

15. i hung out w you!!

22. yet again no idea. back to rome probably

28. *looks at you*

30. for tax evasion absolutely

33. nji fuck

35. tv def.

38. ehhhhh nice person ig

40. college for art hehe. and/or teaching

44. outer space!!!

59. um. tea?

70. not sharing real names but i really love rey and google :D

71. hmm........... dunno. ill update if i figure it out

74. a lot.

78. strawberry!!!

91. yes.

95. think ing thinking thinking..... fried green tomatoes i think

100. sleeby as alwasy

109. always :D

110. hmmmm. depends on what definition of liked you mean ig

117. YEs

118. somewhat!

119. yikes. ive got a fav series (tbhk) but not a specific book. I also love the percy jackson universe :D

120. nah

125. ehhhhh.... dunno.

127. my friends :D and my hyperfixations :D

132. thats a repeat of 10: you

133. the ones you put on those paper slips

141. night

142. october (im allowed to wear "scary" shit without getting yelled at)

143. nope. not a fan of meat tho.

144. dark and milk.

146. today aint over uet homie

148. "fuck it we ball" -someone

149. YES ABSOLUTELY

#ofc imma answer all of these #nin notes #moots #nin asks

[likeshipsonthesea]

bc i’m sleeby and want cuddles and pancakes, i gave it to buddie. enjoy~

“Hmm.” Eddie wakes up to the sensation of fingers running through his hair. He twists blindly into the pressure, smiling slow and sleepy at the responding rumbled laughter. “Morning.”

“Morning.” Buck drags the pad of one finger along the folded edge of Eddie’s ear. “I was thinking pancakes for breakfast.”

“Yeah?” Eddie rolls towards Buck’s warmth, his cheek smooshing into Buck’s chest. He shifts until he’s comfortable, shifts a little more when Buck grunts softly at Eddie’s chin poking him too hard. “You making them?”

“Not like you would,” Buck says, as if he’s put out, but Eddie can hear the smile in the words, can feel it in the way Buck’s fingers trail down the sensitive skin behind Eddie’s ear, thumbing at the pulse in Eddie’s neck.

“You make ‘em better,” Eddie says reasonably, slinging an arm over Buck’s waist. He misses slightly and slaps Buck’s thigh and Eddie’s not entirely sure whose laughter has his skin vibrating with warmth.

“You just say that because you want me to make ‘em.”

“Mm-mm.” Eddie turns his cheek enough to press a kiss to whatever part of Buck’s in reach. “Love your pancakes,” he says, lips dragging against Buck’s skin. “Love you.”

Buck’s faux-groan rumbles into Eddie’s cheek. “How am I supposed to keep arguing when you say that?”

“You’re not.” The words are muffled as Eddie turns to bury his face in Buck’s shoulder, grabbing at the lingering edges of unconsciousness. “Just give in.”

“Hmm, alright.” Buck’s thumb finds the hinge of Eddie’s jaw, his fingers spreading out wide along Eddie’s throat, whisper soft. “I’ll make you pancakes.” Buck presses a quick kiss to Eddie’s hairline. “Love you, too.”

#buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck #9-1-1 #my writing #sort of fic #ficlet #fluff #literally just pure fluff #i just want someone to pet my hair and bring me pancakes #is that so much to ask

[binch-i-might-be]

hmm I have to change my bedsheets to the winter set because I'm getting cold at night but I am so sleeby unfortunately

#me? getting up and doing something? less likely than you'd think! #listen i'm cold and i'm tired leave me aloneeee #rayrambles

[beantothemax]

hmm sleep or update the fic

you want my professional opinion? sleeby.

#asks

[fictionalred]

hmm sleeby

#fr #i need a nap or infinity

[brandycranby]

i'm totally with you on andy being a stern dad thing. he's attractive obviously but also way too angry of a character (canonically) for me to like??? really love him. plus a huge theme in defending jacob is him grappling with possibly inheriting violent tendencies from his father and in general i'm just like. hmm no thx. u kinda intimidate me

anyway hi hope you're well LOL 💕💕 you don't have to answer if you don't want to

henlo?? you're a gift in my inbox, i'd always answer you 😌 hehe i'm doing ok, really sleeby. hope you had a good thursday 💕💕

canon Andy is terrifying to me compared to fanon Andy. sometimes i giggle at how soft and domesticated fics make him but that's preferable to how he was in Defending Jacob :(( idk, i can take people yelling at me, i'd just yell back but if it's a dad and if it's an asian dad, i can't take it.

see this is giving "dad trying to teach you math at the kitchen table but teaching = poking the equation and repeating it louder and louder"

which makes me make up angsty scenarios where Andy snaps or gets a little too mean and critical and makes you cry 🥺 bc i would. the moment he speaks too loudly. 🥺🥺 sobbing at the dinner table i swear. and you're doing the lil hiccups bc you don't want to cry too loud and mean ol Andy doesn't know what to do 😣

#he and ari get characterized as the sly planners/big brains in charge in some AU fics and i'm just #they RECKLESS your honor #idk it just bugs me #also king!Steve bc it doesn't really fit for me #steebie's more suited to be a knight or some other serving position rather than the guy in power #asks #rodrikstark <3 #andy barber #my hc