#still feeling eepy?? coffee not working?

[panther-asterisk]

[quarklynx]

Casually flirting with the idea of fucking around and getting a master's degree. The time will pass anyway, right?

[s0ft-d3cay]

Worrying Thoughts of You

Mike Schmidt x Male Reader | I don't know if you're all seeing the pattern, but I need cuddles with a pretty boy. Side note, I have a cute fun fic with this adorable doe eyed man coming up soon as well as a new charater! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!!!

Warnings: reverse comfort, established relationship, they cuddle, reader is eepy(me), mentions of being overworked, light mentions of longing and loneliness, they worry for each other, mentions of knowing each other during childhood, Y/N is used

WC: 695

Mike, still wide awake in bed staring up at his Nebraska poster. Another late night for his partner Y/N, his was often more demanding than Mike’s security guard shifts. Sighing he turns to his digital clock, 4:14am, reflected back in thin green lines. A chill of unease runs through the man, the unease soon morphs to dread for his partner, Mike cuddles to his pillow as he awaits for Y/N.

Exhaustion claws it way through Y/N as he parked his car outside Mike’s house, eyes barley staying open as he gets out and walks to the front door. Quietly opening the door, sneaking his way to his boyfriend's room. The man’s tired eyes flash over Mike as he enters, seeing him awake and waiting for him. Y/N’s gaze glosses over in guilt and worry.

"Y/N?" The doe eyed man mumbles out, sitting up in bed. Wordlessly, Y/N takes his shoes off and climbs over the covers. Laying between Mikes leg as he cuddles his torso, arms around the man’s back, nuzzling his cheek to his sternum. Mike’s arm instinctively hold his boyfriend closer to himself, his other moving his hand up to play with the other man’s hair. Y/N visibly relaxes, his heavy eyelids closed before he answers back. "I think I might need some early morning cuddles for a while."

"You can have all the cuddles you want, just rest baby." Mike softly replied, watching Y/N with a loving gaze. His earlier worry now replaced with familiarity and warmth, that buzz of silence he always found comforting in. The man below him hums back in acknowledgment.

"I don’t think I have the energy to even joke back right now…but I have one last question for you before we both pass out." He utters in a low, sleepy tone, almost a whisper it's so quiet. Mike pulls the man closer at his request, his own voice mirroring his boyfriends. "And what would that be?"

"Why are you still awake right now?" Y/N gently asked, the words warm like coffee. No accusatory or worry filled, instead it was in genuine curiosity for the man. Mike knew without his boyfriend they’d both be getting no sleep. Selfishly he wanted to brush off the question as sleep, Y/N’s hair made him think otherwise. The unique feeling had a way of softening him up.

"Worrying about you…I can’t just lay here and sleep knowing you out and working yourself to the ground. And I…can’t sleep without you." He answers in a hush, leaning back against his pillow. "So do you…" Y/N replied, a tired giggle following suit as he continued.

"I know you worry about everything else except yourself. You need some of that worry too, can’t be strong for other people when you’re exhausting yourself." The man’s arms tightened around Mike’s body as he nuzzled his cheek to the other man’s stomach. At the mention of his own exhaustion, Mike’s eyes began to flutter closed his lips softly grow to a bashful smile. His breaths growing deeper and steady as he lets himself embrace the edges of sleep.

His hand playing with Y/N’s hair slows, he whispers back. "What did I do to deserve someone like you?" That question makes Y/N grin, indulging the pleasant warmth between the two. Allowing the sentimental moment to linger before his drowsy brain responses for him. "You were nice to me and gave me snacks when we were kids. And like an outdoor cat, I always come back for food…and those amazing head scratches."

Rumbles of giggles make their way out of Mike, the image of Y/N as a cat now permanently stuck in his mind, his smile now widening. “Ah, so you came back here because you needed someone to look after, spoil you with snacks, and baby you in bed?” He questions in his slurry whisper.

“The babying and spoiling are an added bonus…and I may have grown to start liking your presence at some point.” Y/N answers, adding a little heartfelt confession as he drifts to unconsciousness. “I also might have grown to like your presence around here too…a lot.” Mike says, following his boyfriend to a peaceful sleep.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights of any of the characters I write about, all the rights go to their respective creators.

[cai-tan]

Incoming Gamedev Stream (Jack Schmidt)

Feeling a bit better but still pretty eepy, will likely fix itself after some coffee though. Still unfortunately running late. I have some things to show off that I managed to work on yesterday, plus a couple other features in mind I wanted to get done involving the movement of the game.

Boosting my slides and my kicks @ 7:15pm EST / 5:15pm MST

[samuelroukin]

mr. ben samuelroukin I haven;t been able to have my ADHD meds for a week now (the pharmacy is on backorder) and won't be able to get more until my psychiatrist appoointment on the 9th. at work I've been napping on the couch from 9:30am to 12:40ish (some short breaks between so not a full 3 hours) and I'm STILL an eepy bitch. drinking coffee mau not be enough (haven't had any in a while. apparently it interacts badly with the meds 🙄 /jk) should I have an energy drink in the morning or no. and if so what kind/flavor

damn that sounds rough as hell !! if you haven't had any coffee in a while i would't go straight for an energy drink tho, you will feel Bad, and the crash won't be worth it either. if you like/can stomach tea, i'd try green tea instead, better for the Awake feeling than coffee is imo

[zante-selachi]

unveiling my Shadow Company OC

pushes him to the front this is how he looks for now, dont remember if i made any additional changes after drawing this hshsh (Leopard was his old callsign) also im not the best w/ writing on tumblr cus i dont really post here so...

anyway if anyone wanna use him for any SC prompts/drabbles/writings, feel free to do so or ask me/dm me about him :3

will insert some sketches of him i did which also have his old design at the bottom

CW: mention of torture, unhealthy coping mechanisms

Callsign: Belantik / Orion (based on the constellation) he doesnt mind whichever bc both mean the same thing, just in Malay and English

He/him, pansexual, 5'10 and Malaysian. He has tanned skin with hazel eyes (i suck at colouring so if he looks off, im sorry 💀)

He likes to paint his nails black or any other dark colours and wear rings when not on mission

He has a scar on his neck from when he was tortured really badly bc his captors wanted to silence his screams

Sucks to be them, he can still talk but not for too long/too much bc it hurts so most of the time he doesnt talk unless he needs to and this made him looks like that one scary higher-up that will stare you down--and he will--but the point is that he. Will. Get. His. Point. Across. No. Matter. What.

Orion who was only working with SC temporarily for quick cash but they somehow wormed their way into his heart and he eventually signed his life away to the devil (Graves, that smug man) and found himself being in a whole ass PMC after years of working alone/being vigilant

He took some time to adjust being in a team again and trusting them with his back because ✨trauma✨ but once he got the hang of it, he is fiercely protective of the men and will stop at nothing for them

Orion who wakes up every morning very dazed and just smiles at whatever the men are doing, no matter how chaotic they are while he sips at his tea (he rarely drinks coffee bc it makes him sleepier) has a sketch of this below‼️

Orion (a Captain) who would make sure his men come back from their mission alive. Banged up to the hell and back but alive and able to get back on their feet while he hovers over them whenever possible to make sure they rest properly

Las Almas absolutely devastated him and he isolated himself for some time bc it reminded him of bad times, felt like he didnt do good enough for his men and Graves

Orion who grumbles with a scowl on his face at how stupid the men are while he just stands and watches them, not even trying to stop their antics (because he likes seeing how happy they are, missions are hard enough and hes not stopping them from having fun)

Anytime he grumbles or shit talks someone, he would revert back to his native language which is Malay. Examples of what he would say below :>

"Ni lah dia budak2 zaman sekarang..." (Kids nowadays I swear...) [exasperated & fond]

"Orang dah kata jangan buat, dia buat jugak. Kan dah kena." (I said to not do it and they still did it. Serve you right.) [amused]

"Susah lah aku kerja ngan orang2 bodoh cam si botak ni, beruban aku sial." (It's so damn hard working with dumbasses like this bald fucker, im gonna grow white hair atp) [angry]

"Pale hotak kau." (Are you fucking dumb.) [deadpan]

"Commander tersayang aku ni... bongok gak." (My beloved Commander... just as idiotic) [fond]

"Aku benci mat saleh, babi pahal sedap sangat suara ngan accent??" (I hate white ppl [slang, but in this he actually just meant non-Malaysians] why the hell are their voices and accents so damn nice??) [frustrated & flustered]

Silly facts when i was first making him

- I wasnt sure if i wanted him in tf141, kortac, or sc but chose sc bc ehem graves... hello...

- i forgot about giving him his number in sc oops but maybe 2-15?

Sketches!

1&2 are based on a tt video (old design)

3 is self-explanatory (old design)

4 is eepy and smiley Orion (current design)

5 is his first ever design‼️‼️

Thats all for now, thank u goodnight runs away