#I MUST SLEP

[holographic-mars]

mars. hands held out in begging. do you have any comfort hcs/thoughts for soundwave and ravage with soundwave caring for ravage? i am cradling them so sweetly in my hands

I prepare to slumber and then you send me an ask and I’m like I WAKE.

I DOOO I DOOOOO HAVE HCS FOR SOUNDWAVE CARING FOR THE RAV

As mentioned eighty billion times before, I hc that Soundwave mimics purring my winding and unwinding his tape deck (he does it subconsciously when he’s happy/comfortable) and he utilizes that was a way of calming Ravage down and/or helping her sleep. Ravage always helped soundwave calm down and ground him by purring, so naturally Soundwave does the same for her. He’ll hold her against his chassis and purr and it calms her down quick.

Soundwave, being blessed with opposable thumbs, does a lot of grooming and frame maintenance for ravage (and the avians). He loves being able to pamper his cassettes, so when he gets his hands on some good polish, wax, and oil he will spend hours making sure ravage is clean and shiny and well oiled.

Ravage doesn’t sleep very well because she is normally paranoid and on high alert over the safety of her pack as well as general insomnia and nightmares. If she sleeps fitfully, Soundwave wakes up to calm her down and stay awake with her until she can doze off again.

EEEHEHEHEE THATS ALL I GOT OFF THE TOP OF MY TIRED HEAD I’m always happy when you come into my inbox and ask me stuff EEHEHEHEHEHE THANK YOU BLIGGHHTTTT ❤️❤️❤️❤️🛸🛸🛸

[humblemooncat]

Finally had the patience to move Menphina's earring onto him for some pictures. It was a pain, but totally worth it. <3

Also got a new icon now, 'cause that second pic was too pretty not to.

[bottlecapsandotherthings]

I hope you get some sleep eventually! (I basically just woke up for the day, lol)

Oof. We be like passing cars on the road. I try to sleep, and you wake up.

I really must eep, though.

[likeshipsonthesea]

pull you a little closer

spoilers for 9-1-1 ep 7x04 this is the start of a fic i wanna write but i thought i'd share just this lil snippet bc it's bi buck day!!!!

Buck collapses back against his island and just barely restrains himself from lifting a hand to his lips like he’s fourteen again, getting his first kiss from a dare at a birthday party. He just kissed Tommy. Or, well, Tommy kissed him. He kissed back, though, kissed back and reached out to pull Tommy closer. Buck closes his hand around nothing. He remembers the firmness of Tommy's shoulder under his palm, the smell of his skin, the surprising softness of his lips. Buck doesn’t know why he’s so surprised about how soft Tommy’s lips are. Maybe because of flying? All that wind must chap someone’s lips. Maybe Tommy carries around ChapStick. He must. Otherwise how would he keep his lips so—

Knock-knock.

Buck blinks out of his ChapStick spiral. Another knock at his door? What now?

He shakes himself out of his stupor before walking over. Anyone knocking on his door at this time of night would have a good reason, like an emergency or a kiss, and Buck’s already gotten one of those tonight. He knows he’s smiling stupidly at the thought of it but he can’t help it. Tommy kissed him.

He’s still smiling stupidly as he opens up the door and he’d be embarrassed about it but he’s too happy to care, and then he just smiles wider because standing there, panting slightly and a little sheepish, is Tommy.

Tommy returns Buck’s smile. “I have PTO saved,” he says without a formal greeting. “Ruiz still owes me a favor from our fantasy football league. He’ll cover me.”

Stupid butterflies kick around in Buck’s chest. “Oh.”

“If you want company.”

Buck’s heart rabbits in his chest. He just kissed a guy for the first time in his life and he’s not entirely sure what it means, and he’s also supposed to call Eddie and apologize for being a dick even though he doesn’t know how to explain himself without getting into the whole I-might-like-dudes thing, and he’d already been kind of tired before Tommy came over so he was kind of thinking he’d just head to sleep, but—

“Yes,” he says, because if there’s one thing he’s sure of, it’s that he wants Tommy to keep looking at him. “Yes, I do.”

[scuddle-bubble101]

Teeki is 11/10 would love to be friends ;3

"Right on back at cha' sweet cheeks~"

[arcanaaa]

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[kneebrac-ed]

just got back from rhys’ last two london shows and 💓💞💕💘💖💘💕💗

[stupiddumidiot]

So I just learned that Neurotypical people can intentionally just... Not have music stuck in their head at all times? The fuck? People can just put their brain on mute? People can just go about your day without the fuckin Caillou theme turning into ad infinitum turning into discord turning into down to the bone???? People can fall asleep easily????????

The fuck??????????

TEACH ME HOW

[thesingingrevolution]

why were you covering the 8th wonder of the world

[heylinfanclub]

Decided to start reading delicious dungeon or whatever and HAVE NOT been disappointed hdoriedbbsisjdbdb.

[sweetnsour1]

9:36:01

Angsty fluff, Bakugou x fem reader

Part 1 of Broken Collection

Go back to part 0

“An echo.”

“An echo?”

“Yeah, ya know-“ you interrupted yourself with a few waves of your hand…an attempt to summon some sense of understanding. “Like the same thing, but not…and it comes later.”

Your thoughts faltered when you looked up at the sound of a chuckle, but your timing was off. The evidence was already being erased from his lips with the pass of a scarred hand. A quick cough and eye roll reset his expression before he tried again.

“Yea, I get what an echo is. Don’t get how one brought ya here.”

You huffed, returning your gaze to your lap. This was all frustrating and so…so stupid. You were frustrating. You were-A slippered foot nudged your leg. He bent to your sprawled-on-the-floor level, hooking a finger beneath your chin, raising your probably bloodshot eyes to meet his naturally red ones. Your eyes watered as they widened at the close proximity. Fuck, he looked so good…and you were so tired.

“Hmm…fix your face.”

“Ugh, I know. I haven’t slep-“

“No, this.” Something ran across your lips, tracing the frown you didn’t know was on display. By the time you could process his touch, it was gone. He was standing in the doorway again. This time with his hand down, palm out. “Well, come on.” The rush of panic was instant, your head was throbbing, your ears were ringing, your thoughts frozen before they could start.

“Huh?”

“Did ya wanna sleep out here?”

“No.”

“Okay then.” He moved closer, and you let him help you up.

Ugh, standing felt like such a pain after a night of dancing with Mina and Kaminari. They were probably still out. You’d bailed after the third spot…once you realized you were in walking distance to-

“Ya good?”

You nodded, seeing he’d led you to the bathroom. “Soft,” you mumbled into the pile of folded somethings he pushed into your arms.

“Remember where everything is?” He paused for an extra moment while you blinked up at him. “Nothing’s changed.”

You must have nodded because he seemed satisfied before heading off to the kitchen. You wandered to the mirror, ignoring your reflection, and placed the clothes on the counter. Nothing’s changed. What a lie. So many things had changed.

However, he wasn’t wrong…quite a few things seemed to have remained: The extra loofahs beneath the sink, the clean towel hanging on the shower door because you’d always forget to grab one, lavender bodywash, color protecting shampoo, the drain cover to catch your hair before it wreaked havoc on the plumbing.

You let the water burn, and steam fill the room. Anything to hide these markers, these tiny headstones detailing who was here for a moment before having to move on. Eventually, you groaned and shut the water off. You couldn’t hide in here forever.

“What am I doinggg?”

“Using all the hot water in the building.”

“Shit!” You wiped at the shower door to reveal an empty bathroom. “The fuck?”

That same chuckle floated toward you. “Don’t worry, still out here.” A hand waved from the hall. “Ya didn’t shut the door.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Stop saying sorry, idiot.”

“Sor-“

“There’s food when you’re done.”

It felt so fucking good to be clean. You were halfway through putting lotion on, freezing mid-thigh. You’d bought this…for him at first, but then a larger size when you ended up loving the scent. Now it was just something else on the long list of things you had avoided for months. You finished getting presentable enough to journey to the kitchen.

He really did look so fucking good. His shoulders were relaxed, no longer grinding up towards his ears. His breaths seemed calmer than before. His back and shoulders had gotten bigger in all the best ways, while his waist seemed smaller somehow. He finally had the undercut you’d pushed for years ago, but he’d never wanted to try. He really, truly seemed like he was doing so much fucking better. But you knew that…you knew…you had said…you-

You jumped as his hands grabbed your face. When the hell had he turned around?

“The hell? You okay?” His thumbs traced along your cheekbones. Oh, tears.

“Yea, yea…just tired.” You tugged free of his grip, backing away to sit in the living room, burrowing into the corner of the sofa you used to like best. He half followed, and you could feel the question coming. He opened his mouth as you rolled your eyes. “Promise.” He shut it again with a tch, disappearing into the kitchen again. It’s like you were running lines from a script you’d memorized.

The food he finally brought over was probably delicious. You could only register it was warm and filling. It was hard to focus on anything really. Too much alcohol, too little sleep, too many memories, just too much.

“So an echo?”

You paused, noticing you had slid a pillow between the two of you at some point.

“Mmm. It’s probably better if we don’t unpack that.”

The cushions shifted as he stretched his long arms up and back down to rest along the back of the sofa. You found your gaze ripped away from the shoulders you couldn’t stop staring at by that same soft laugh you’d missed so much.

“Probably. Still wanna hear it though.”

“It’s just a theory…”

“Ya love those.”

“Mhmm.”

“So what is it this time?”

“It’s just…we broke up.”

“That’s true.”

“Well we broke up because we thought-“

“We?”

“Well we broke up because I thought we weren’t bringing out the best in each other anymore. Everything was harder and stressful and exhausting. We both put work first, but that made us feel shitty at home. But if we took time off to be at home, we felt shitty about not being at work. We were too similar and enabled so many bad habits.”

“Yea yea, I remember all that from before. Now what’s this echo?”

“Yea, so…we broke up because I thought that might be true. Now it’s been a while. And we’re both doing much better. Great even. And it’s just like a shitty echo of the heartbreak. Ya know? Because it’s like proof that we’re better apart than together. And…”

“And?”

“And so I guess that’s why I’m here.”

“Hmm.”

“What?”

“Doin’ great, huh?” His fingers ran through his blonde hair. “Are you doing better?”

“What? I mean…I’ve never been ranking higher than I am now. And the agency-“

“Not what I asked.”

“You asked-“

“Not work. Are you doing better?”

“Oh…yes?” Finally you were looking when his eyes crinkled and his laugh was set loose. Pretty.

“Now ask me.”

“Ask you?” He was no longer laughing but his mouth looked ready to release another at any moment. “Um, are you doing better?”

His hand was just warm enough for you to not flinch as it made contact with your neck. His thumb stroked the side of your face. Your eyes closed and you leaned into the touch you’d stayed away from for most of the year. You opened them again, unsure of how long he’d let you rest in the literal palm of his hand. He was fully grinning now.

“Not at fuckin’ all.”

“Not at fuck-wait not at all?” Your thoughts were getting more sluggish by the minute.

“Nope.”

“But-“

“Yea work’s great, but I’m always great at work.”

“But…You seem so relaxed and happy and I dunno…different?”

“No shit. You showed up at my door like I ordered delivery.” He laughed at your pout before it was fully formed. “Guess you’re too exhausted to wonder why I was awake at two in the fuckin’ morning.”

“But…but you go to bed at eight.”

“Been a while since i could do that.”

“Why?”

“You’re not the only one getting chased by echoes, kid.”

“Oh.”

Mmmmmm still unsure where this one is going, but these two are tugging me along. So we’ll see

Next part

Masterlist

[humblemooncat]

Have a pretty bun since I've been busy. <3

[captain-amadeus]

Cedric: "Baileywick, Sofia is taking a nap in my workshop. I have laid many pillows for her to eep on while I continue my work. I didn't move her far because it might've disturbed her slep."

Baileywick: "Thank you for telling me, Cedric. Although there is a ball scheduled this evening, she does not need to attend and can rest as long as they'd like. However, your workshop might not be the best place for Sofia to nap in. It can get very noisy in there as well as something going wrong. Simply put, it's not the safest place for Sofia to be sleeping in since it's basically a chemist lab."

Cedric: "You're right, Baileywick. I will move her to a safer spot so that nothing happens to them while I work. I just wanted to make sure you and Sofia's family know where he is. I know that you all care about her safety as well as her well-being, and I want to make sure all of us know he's safe."

Baileywick: "Of course, Cedric. We all trust you, and if Sofia fell asleep in your workshop, then they must trust you too."

Cedric: "Of course she does."

Cedric then uses the Medusa Stone to freeze Baileywick so he can't alert anyone else. He heads to the ballroom to freeze all the royals, including Sofia's family, while Sofia is asleep.

[am0ng-us-sus]

Three days

Luka will be fine on her own for the weekend,right? ....Right?

TW: A lot of stuff,mostly anxiety related.... Uhh... Also vomit....

Three days.... That was how long Meiko was to be gone on a buisness trip. Three days. Not a big deal,right? Luka could handle herslef! She could cook,clean,she was responsible!

And so she looked confidently into the eyes of her girlfriend as they stood at the airport.

'Luka,are you sure you will be okay?'

'Positive! I've got this!'

'Okay,just remember to-'

'Eat,take my anxiety meds,I know,I know! Just go out there and do your thing,I'll be fine!'

'Alright... Well,I love you,I'll be back before you know it!'

'Love you,too!'

She gave Luka a small kiss and Luka headed off... But not before stumbling and falling.

'You alright?'

Meiko called from where she was standing.

'Yeah,yeah! Fine! Dammit,my phone!'

Luka must have landed the wrong way,because her phone was shattered...

Meiko sighed as Luka waved her off,she picked up her broken phone and drove back to the apartment,dropping off her phone at a repair shop... Sucks that she wouldn't be able to call Meiko,but whatever she'd be okay.

The rest of the day was easy,dinner and then bed.

Okay maybie she wasn't fine....

As she laid in bed,she felt cold and alone,it reminded her of when she was a child,when she lived alone,desperate for love,human touch,simple company... Her parents never loved her,so she would often pretend she was with someone who cared.... Times when she laid alone in her bed hugging her pillow and trying to image she was cuddled up with a partner... It was hard...

She barely slep that night,remembering all the sadness and pain from her youth.

She got up the next morning and watched TV the whole day,losing track of time.

She eventually felt her stomach growl,reminding her that she hadn't eaten all day....

She went and made herself a pathetic sandwich before watching more TV.

Soon she repeated the process of barely getting sleep.... This was getting difficult.....

She woke up at what time she didn't know,trudging out into the living room. She decided to order takeout..... She ate,and soon recognized her heart pounding in her chest,her uneven breathing.... The fact that she was tired and underfed didn't help at all,she found herslef looking at her trembling hands,they were pale and cold,shaking violently,her legs felt weak and her head spun,she found herself on her knees in the living room,unable to calm down,her destructive tendencies took over,she found loose threads in the rug and soon was tearing up the rug,desperate to calm herself... It didn't work,so she went ripping at her hair,desperately combing through it in an attempt to calm down. It failed to help at all,she whimpered,her stomach turned and jumped,and she was soon vomiting up what little she had eaten,her body felt exhausted and weak from sleep deprivation,malnourishment,and from vomiting her whole stomach up. She tried to hold herself up on hands and knees,but eventually fell limp onto the shredded rug,blacking out almost immediately,just inches away from her own vomit...

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Luka awoke after who knows how long.... She weakly pushed herself up and looked around The sun was peeking through the curtains,signaling a new day.... The stove clock read 7:30 am. How long had she been passed out?

She still felt dizzy and weak,she noticed her pile of vomit,it smelled horrible from being left there for hours.... Luka felt tears welling up... She was not okay without Meiko.

Just then,the door opened,and Meiko walked inside,she dropped her bags in shock,and Luka darted forwards and burst into tears,going to hug her. She stood up too fast,and felt lightheaded and dizzy,vision swirling as she collapsed into Meiko's arms.

'Baby.... What happened here?? You look horrible.... You're so pale and cold.... '

It didn't take long for Meiko to piece together what happened,by looking at the torn up rug and pile of vomit.

She had immediately gotten Luka cleaned up and into pajamas,laying her in bed.

She cleaned up the old puddle of sick and sighed at the sight of the rug. Fortunately,they owned it and it wasn't property of the landlord,but still,it was a nice rug... She couldn't be mad,though,because if Luka would never rip up the rug randomly,it was obviously due to a horrible panic attack,she couldn't control herself....

Meiko would take care of it later.

She had gotten something for Luka,a small necklace. She would give it to her once she felt better.

For now,she lay in bed,giving Luka all the cuddles to make her feel better,while listening to her describe what had happened in a shaky voice,clinging to Meiko's shirt.

As Meiko stroked Luka's hair and offered a small kiss,one thing was clear to the both of them:

Luka was not fine without Meiko....

(Luka is fine without her now,as the kids help her keep a better schedule when Meiko is on a buisness trip. She has overcome a lot of her issues and the girls always snuggle up to her at night when Meiko is away)

[cbjustmusic]

Emmylou Harris and Patty Loveless performing "Even Cowgirls Get The Blues". ________________________ Even Cowgirls Get The Blues Songwriter: Sonny Curtis

She's a rounder I can tell you that She can sing 'em all night, too She'll raise hell about the slep she lost But even cowgirls get the blues

Especially cowgirls, they're the gypsy kind And need their laid on 'em loose She's lived to see the world turned upside down Hitchin' rides out of the blues

But even cowgirls get the blues sometimes Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been

Lonely nights are out there on the road Motel ceiling stares you down There must be safer ways to pay your dues But even cowgirls get the blues

Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like she's too far gone The only way she's ever been

Even cowgirls get the blues sometime Bound to don't know what to do sometimes Get this feelin' like the restless wind The only way she's ever been

[felinecryptid]

you must pardon me, im as dead as sam on my feet, i have gotten a grand total of 20 hours of slep in the last week so ill be live posting my thoughts as i listen to the sixth episode while making my third coffee the day

i have like 4 papers and 3 lab reports to submit by the the end of february and im debating soaking in straight caffiene to get my work done so

pardon my shit grammar nd abhorent spelling and enjoy