#a sleepy boy

[behindthearmory]

[justdrinktea]

[suguruverse]

your personal space has never really truly been yours since you’ve started dating him. his muscled arm around your waist when you wake up in the morning, has become as familiar as the sunrise itself. it used to be cute, his warmth a cozy start to the day. but now, it's suffocating, like he can't bear to let you go, even in his sleep.

you shift carefully under his weight, not wanting to disturb his sleep. his breath keeping its steady rhythm against your neck, and you wonder if he dreams of you as you lean in to kiss his forehead gently. he smiles in his sleep, a small, contented expression that almost makes you want to slip right back into his arms.

the sheets rustle softly as you slip out from his grip. you slowly tiptoe across your shared bedroom, craving the simple pleasure of being able to enjoy making coffee alone. the smell of freshly ground beans fills the kitchen, and you lean against the counter, enjoying the quiet morning.

but as your coffee brews, a twinge of guilt creeps in and you can almost imagine when he'll wake up and wonder where you've gone. despite enjoying the well needed alone time, you knew the longing to be close to him will pull you back into his embrace sooner than you'd planned. almost as if in complete sync with your thoughts, you hear a mumble approaching the kitchen, and then his voice, thick with sleep, calling out softly,

"angel cmon back to bed with me, you know i don’t like sleeping without you"

ੈ✩‧₊˚ gojo, nanami, bakugou, iwaizumi hajime (27) althetic trainer, oikawa, kuroo, geto, choso, yuji, midoriya

[chaamomiles]

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

It's just guys night talk! Don't worry about it!

(Read Tiger Tiger and shake this man awake so he can finish that thought!)

[claypotz]

trying to fix my sleep schedule is so difficult when I have school work oh my god

[madammidnightsblog]

Yandere Mailman X Sleepy Darling

Yandere Mailman fell in love with you the first time he was sent to work in your neighborhood and caught you sluggishly walking out of your house to get the mail. He watched you walk out onto the wooden porch with your blanket wrapped around you and your hair a mess for napping, it was your day off from a busy week at the office so that was a very much needed nap. Yandere Mailman was taken away by how cute you looked with drool stains down your chin and the sleepy look on your adorable face as he watched you from across the street. He just walked to scoop you right up and pull you into his mail truck and take you home. Yandere Mailman who memorized your address and the white painted fence with what looked like fake plants decorating your front porch as they looked too green for someone who never was home. It was burned into the back of his head and how couldn't? The owner was just so cute! Yandere Mailman gets so jealous when he sees all the envelops that were filled out in such pretty handwriting of yours, addressing to a man at a military base- he didn't care that it was your brother that you were writing too (he didn't open them and read them, what kind of person would invade such privacy? their seals just happened to be broken- okay?) You shouldn't be writing to any man! Yandere Mailman just can't help but take those letters you send to your brother and his letters; you shouldn't talk to him- he left you after all, right? If he cared, he wouldn't be away and stayed by your side. That's what you do for those you love and no, he totally didn't jerk off to your letters because you went into detail about how excited you were to go to the beach with your friends and how you bought at new swimsuit for it- okay! Yandere Mailman who sits outside in his mail truck he parked across the street with his dick in his hand, jerking off as he watched you once again sluggishly walked outside to get the mail. The adorable, tired expression of yours and how you're wearing such small night shorts and that big loose t-shirt, it just has him throbbing every time. Yandere Mailman who cums once you noticed the unmarked envelope he left for you, watching the once sleepy expression turn into a confused one. It was just so damn cute, and he couldn't help it, knowing you're opening it and reading the little love letter he made with your chubby cheeks turning red. His balls were squeezed in his free hand while the other moved in a fast and sloppy pattern until he makes a mess all over his hand. Yandere Mailman makes sure you memorize the days you're home in the mornings and leaves little love letters that are totally are normal! They might talk about how much he loves your adorable little face and how your hair is just so damn pretty that he wants to play with it and how he wants to see your little sleepy face sucking him off while you're barely awake, drooling and sleepily blink up at him as he helps you since you're just so tired.

[ylceon]

it will keep you safe

[emiartse]

being the oldest makes you the human jungle gym by default sorry

[chloesimaginationthings]

Mike’s got that sopping wet cat boyfail rizz.

Mike either makes people love him or hate him instantly, there’s no in between

[matchstique]

Another bonus zine piece from the “Turtles Together” zine hosted by @tmntzines

Raphy takin a lil eep ❤️

[savedpeople]

It's early morning when Rick wakes, well before Negan and likely the rest of Alexandria, too. Often he'd slip out of bed, get the coffee brewing and spend the quiet of the morning alone in his own thoughts. But, this morning is different and he feels no rush to get ahead of the day.

Pressed comfortably to Negan's back and an arm looped loosely around his front, Rick nuzzles Negan's clothed shoulder. One leg slips between a longer pair and he molds perfectly to the older man as he breathes in Negan's scent; it's a comfort but also encouragement. He seeks out warm, bare skin with his lips, starting at the collar of Negan's shirt to pepper light kisses along the nape of his neck.

Negan stirs, probably from the tickle of his beard or the ghost of his breath that disturbs dark, fine hair. A smile curls his lips and blue eyes fall shut as he presses his lips firmly to Negan neck and his palm rubs soothing circles over his chest.

Nuzzling Negan's shoulder again, his voice is still thick with sleep when he speaks, "G'mornin'."

@mercyprevaild

It's ultimately the tickle of Rick's beard that stirs Negan awake, but it's not until the kiss to his neck and soothing touch at his chest - that effortlessly elicits a sleepy, content hum from him - that he recognizes his lover pressed to his back, has him lovingly in his arms.

"Mornin'," is all he manages, barely awake, eyelids heavy but a soft smile on his face nonetheless. He blindly reaches back, finds that mess of curls he loves so much, lazily runs his fingers through them a few times with affection. If this were any other time, he'd already be cracking his usual suggestive jokes ("Y'know I was just havin' a dream like this, except there were a lot less clothes involved."), but he feels so damn comfortable that he can't think of anything other than staying just like this. He enjoys being the little spoon more than he'll ever admit.

Bringing his hand to his chest, he finds Rick's and takes it into his own and holds it there, thumb gently caressing skin. His eyes fall shut again in this warm, sleepy bliss, perfectly safe in Rick's embrace. So much that he could easily fall right back to sleep-- which very nearly what happens after a few moments of quiet comfort, catching himself and pulling out of it with a sharp breath, and chuckling on the exhale.

"Never gonna get me out of this bed like this." Maybe - hopefully - that's the point. He certainly wouldn't mind.

Slowly he shifts, giving his lover time to untwine their legs as he carefully turns onto his back. He looks over at him once settled, and smiles.

"There's my favorite face." Negan touches his cheek to encourage him to lean in and meet him for a kiss, pressing their foreheads together after. "How 'bout a few more minutes? Or hours. Hours sounds good."

With a soft grin he gently guides Rick onto his back and cuddles right up to his side, an arm across his middle and his head comfortably on his chest.

[theshinysnivy1]

Technoblade wrote fanfiction on the Hypixel forums.

Tommyinnit wrote a selfshipping TommyXTubbo fic and posted it to Wattpad (where it belongs).

When will Philza Minecraft write his own fanfic?

[halorocks1214]

tommy's new video with phil in the span of three minutes has had

techno death joke

tommy asking phil to "ask him a question he couldn't ask him when he was a kid"

jokes about british politics

despite everything it's still you etc etc

[bacchuschucklefuck]

soon it'll be dawn again

transcript under the cut ⏬

page 01

Fig: no way? - you're still up?

Riz: Wh– yes?

Riz: Why'd I not be.

page 02

Fig: I me~~ean - that took.

Fig: whole day.

Riz: Yeah?

Fig: 'm beat.

Riz: you should sleep.

page 03

Fig: nah. my guy's still up

Fig: I wanna hang out.

page 04

Riz: That's really nice.

Fig: Hah! - Nobody ever expects an Archdevil rockstar to be nice.

Riz: … yeah. - 's just budget work tho. (the stuff I'm working on) - I've heard it's boring.

page 05

Fig: yeah, but you do it…

Riz: It keeps things going, right? - Nothing happens if nobody sits down and - does the thing.

Fig: That's right… - though. Yeah.

page 06

Fig: sometimes it's someone else who - doesn't want the same thing to happen.

Riz: … - mm.

page 07

Riz (off screen): …It took me a long time to get that not everyone likes doing what I do. - 's probably because you guys are so nice– - or. - kind.

Riz (off screen): to anyone too, not just. - the people you /love/.

page 08

Riz: that's not how it is elsewhere. - The world's– not. hostile. - but 's not like it's kind.

Riz: So I'm doing as much as I can now… 

page 09

Fig: Hey.

Riz: ?

Fig: Go dig some dirt with me.

page 10

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - oh you meant like - actual dirt. (not incriminating information)

Fig: o yea.

Fig: there's clay in the backyard soil. - sometimes when I'm sun deficient or something I go touch dirt for a bit.

page 11

Fig: here u go

page 12

Riz: uh

Fig: now we make a thing! - 'm pretty good at freehanding a bowl.

Fig: I'll show u

page 13

Fig: just– yep, flatten that out as evenly as u can, then–! - actually ur nails'd be so good at cutting out the strip. [larger than usual space] wait. - wait. wait u can carve patterns with them! we HAVE to try

Riz: uh - What. do I carve?

Fig: anything!!!

page 14

Fig: and– yep just seal the inside uh. seam?

Fig: yep that works - okay time's up! all contestant hands up

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - okay - wh. what's next?

Fig: haha - watch this.

(sound effect text): FWOO—MP

page 15

Riz: WH– DON'T JUST DO THAT???

Fig: Now it's fired!

Riz: THAT WAS NOT SAFE

Fig: (actually it's just dry. if u add water rn it'll dissolve)

Fig: ok catch!

Riz: [blank speech bubble] - careful!!

Fig: dw no need haha

page 16

Riz (thought bubble): oh - it's warm…

Fig: now I want you to throw this.

page 17

Fig: u gotta do it - c'mon

page 18

Riz: wh– - It's like 3AM right now

Fig: oh it's not /fired/ fired it's not gonna make a loud noise

Riz: And then just? leave a pile out here?

Fig: pour water over it & it'll be gone I told u

Riz: but

page 19

Fig (off screen): RIz.

page 20

Fig: I've done all this before.

Fig: Can you trust that at least?

page 21

Riz: no, I– - I do. - I trust you.

page 23

Riz: okay what happens now

(sound effect text): glob

page 24

Fig: we do it again!

page 25

Riz: wh. [larger than usual space] What do you mean. (this clay's too wet also)

Fig: see! you're already learning

Fig: [blank speech bubble] - there are flows that are futile to fight. - The world changes.

Fig: Things change.

page 26

Fig: I've learned my lessons with "forevers". - But - as an artist

Fig: I can give you one thing: - You can always do it again.

page 27

Fig: most of everything depends on the rest of the world, - but this. - making new. - that's yours as long as you want it.

page 28

Fig: So?

page 29

Riz: Yeah. - Yeah! - let's make another one.

[chirp-featherfowl]

SOMEBODY GET TOMMY THAT MACE