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#THE BESTEST DADDIES IN TOWN#THESE GO SO HARD#FUCK THEY ALL JUST ENCAPSULATES THEIR PERSONALITIES?????????????#I LOVE THIS#YEAH IMMA JUST STARE AT IT#FOR A COUPLE HOURS#UNTIL GAME TIME#toronto maple leafs#ryan oâreilly#john tavares#luke schenn#leafs lb#playoffs lb
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he is the dirt under my fingernails
#just a bunch of kons ive drawn over a time period#when im upset i draw him woopeee#snyways look @ my hcs boy#i hold unhealthy ass kon rlly close 2 my heart u dont understand ots so stupid#CAN U TELL WHEN U DRAW YOUNGER KON?? I RLLY HOPE SO PLS TELL ME U DO#kfjfoksnsnnngngngn hhhhhhhhhhhh#ive paniking all night staring @ the figure outside my window#now its afternoon & I CANT SLEEEEPPP tehehe#y doesnt melotinon melon mel something WORKKK#call back 2 the time i took a whole bottle of those tablets & stayed up 2 dayd that was weird#im rambling in my tags again mooommmm#yk what would b a good idea? taking my meds#imma do that yeah#kon el#kontent#U GET A TAG#konmen pls accept me as a konartist pls oh god#pls dont eat me alive#puppee art#oh hint of kart in there ofc bc im insane#i ordered stuff 4 etsy((i think idk if i did it correct)) & im working on buttons((FINALLY AGAIN))#me? doing work outside of work? insnae. its mot work im just drawing kon & bart send help#i need 2 shut up im so tired wikihow how 2 sleep
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As an artist I wanna commission other artists but Iâm also an artist so I can make my own art but I want to commission other artists but I-
#I just love other styles!#and especially love the people who live off their work#which means I canât afford it#that is not hate! they charge what their art is worth and I love that for them#it just means that I canât afford 180+ for something dope. imma start saving.#oh yeah if anyone wants to do an art trade Iâd really love that#feeling creative and we can have fun!#or yk tag me in your comms so I can stare at them
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HBO WAR SUMMER EXCHANGE 2024 for @lovememadly92
George Luz x OC, Post-War
George Luz is finally back in America, and facing the new challenges of returning to a ânormalâ civilian life. He feels listless, suffering from intrusive memories and nightmares, and even as he spends his days surrounded by family and coworkers, he misses the structure and companionship of his friends from Easy. Then one day, he crosses paths with MarĂa GonzĂĄles, a sister of an old friend of his from the same working-class neighborhood. MarĂa has been struggling to adjust to post-war life, too. She married in 1941, and her husband shipped out to the Philippines not long afterward. She made the most of the unprecedented opportunities for women in the workplace during the war, enjoying the freedom and empowerment, and earning good pay to support her family. But then, tragically, her husband was killed in 1944 in the Battle of Leyte. Then less than a year later, one of her brothers was killed in the Battle for Iwo Jima. Once the war ended and men returned to their old jobs, she was let go from her position sheâd enjoyed for the last 3 years.Â
When MarĂa mentions that she is looking for a job, George offers to put in a good word for her at the company that's hiring next door to his work. Theyâre only willing to give her a âwomenâs job,â despite her experience making her more qualified than plenty of the men they employ, but she accepts the offer. There are challenges adjusting to the new work, but she learns quickly, and is determined to prove her ability and worth. She also has to try her best to get along with new coworkers- many of whom donât think she belongs there due to her gender, race, or both.
Given the proximity of their work and homes, George and MarĂa also often cross paths before or after work, or during their breaks, and they exchange friendly greetings. As a result, some of the witnesses of these exchanges often tease or ask George about her. But every time, he flatly insists that absolutely nothing was, nor would ever happen between the two of them. (After all, she is still mourning her husband, and he believes her to be far out of his league, anyways.) Meanwhile, George rekindles his old friendship with MarĂaâs brother, who is also coping with his experiences overseas fighting in Europe, and he becomes a regular welcomed guest in their familyâs home.Â
Once the days start becoming shorter, George slips into the routine of accompanying MarĂa on their commute between work and home. As a result, the two of them spend more time talking and getting to know one another better. His humor and energy help lift her up, and her compassion and empathy help bring down his walls, and they realize theyâre able to speak freely to each other about their experiences, hopes, and struggles.Â
All of a sudden, their attraction has blossomed into genuine feelings of love. But MarĂa is torn between her desire to honor her late husbandâs memory, and her feelings for George. Meanwhile, he is scared to speak up or make a move, and risk making things uncomfortable, or ruining their friendship. Can they be able to resist the gravitational pull they feel toward one another? Will they be able to work through their fears and well-deserved find happiness with each other?
#I donât remember the Wizard of oz very well so hopefully this reference holds up lol#for all my research while planning this i forgot to check that detail oops#just ignore the rifle over his shoulder in that first gif lol and the flash of Garcia's face i had to make some compromises w/ the cropping#also i couldn't settle on dialogue for the last one so yeah they're just staring into each others eyes#imma stop talking now đ
i hope you like it!!#hbowarsummer24#mine: gifs#george luz#george luz x oc#oc x george luz#band of brothers
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uhhhh are u saying jenna wanted to get down with emma ?
Not at all, though I kinda knew someone would latch on to that little note in my tags.
It's just a look of youthful inebriation and someone having a very good time during; there's a moment where one can tell that she's trying to function soberly but can't. She's shitfaced and she's clearly trying to balance on her little feet and barely got back into that seat. Unfit to drive anywhere. This, but happier & positive:
She was very good in this Miller's Girl scene playing slightly shitfaced, scorned, vengeful, & manipulative.
That's The Look (and it flashed before she sat down in the seat/started talking).
The whole Jessica wanting to get with me thing was a separate thought, and a separate [subsequent] look. Probably best described (if we're still using Ortega here) like this, but drunk
And now that I reminisce about that night, I'm reminded of how much more shitfaced Jessica was (the wobbling was way thicker, and she was falling into me). That whole night at the club was kind of a weird vibe because everyone was aware that Diana's funeral was the next day (someone had written "DIANA đ" in white chalk on one of the ceiling joists by the side bar...people wrote on the joists all the time but that one stuck out to me). It was subdued for a Friday night, which was one of the fetish-y subculture nights back then.
Oh damn. I just looked up the club again to see if there were pictures because they had closed for a while and I thought they were still closed but apparently it's open again: It was the Man Ray Club in Cambridge, MA. From the pics the interior looks like it was changed quite a bit since 1997. They still have goth Wednesdays, which I tried to go to on a regular basis with my then-girlfriend. But also to the new pictures, they use it as a venue for kids to play around with too??? That's seriously insane, I don't think they did that back in '97 because our goth and fetish nights were not family friendly at all.
BUT I digress and ramble as usual. You guys would have loved Jessica. She looked like Barrera and Ortega's love child, only Anglo. An insanely gorgeous dancer, and one of my friend's casual hookups. But I wasn't into casual hookups, and as much as we clearly wanted each other, nothing major* happened because my 23-year-old ass recognized that it wouldn't be right to fuck a shitfaced girl. (Perhaps getting roofied and raped by a creepy dude we knew from the same club on a over a year prior helped me keep my own wits about me...but that's another story for another time.)
Short moral before the idiot tags: Be safe out there, kids. And don't pick out little things and blow them up to mean something that you want it to mean (I fkn saw your "Jemma" shit around this...you are far more brazenly disrespectful than I could hope to be). Sometimes cute young girls/women get drunk, and what they do when they're drunk is heavily influenced by said mind-altering poison (hence "under the influence").
#*kissed her abs bc she was pulling up her shirt/trying to get undressed and was giving me â¨That Look⨠but the more I stared at her as she#moved the less it felt right so i just pulled the covers over her gave her a kiss on the brow and left her to#sleep it off in our guest room...had to explain to my father why there was a girl in the guest room but he was fine w it#needless to say#i felt like she was appreciative but a little disappointed that we didn't fuck đ bc that's what ppl did back then#we got drunk and fucked#but for some reason i never caved to that culture and didn't like it...hell me and my then-gf didn't fuck after the club/getting drunk cuz#drunk sex is messy#blah blah blah#moral of this story: don't fuck while drunk. high is a different story cuz there's never any puke involved đ¤Ť#oh yeah this post was supposed to be about#jenna ortega#lol#anti jemma#jemma#yeah imma tag it that way bc you little đŠ need to hear it again and again...emma myers TOLD y'all to keep real ppl out of shipping
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me when I actually find the gay:
woah holy shit out kind is not extinct!?
#i found gay frend irl :D#I'm horrified/pos#anyways my asexual really started to show lmao#i think I'm also like grey romantic? so like yeah i was just there staring at the girls making out and i was just feeling left out lmao đ¤Ł#not in a sense that i wanted to join but in a vibe sense#like yes I'm queer but im like... the shy type of queer? holy shit you guys are so... bold? so erm passionate!#i mean hood for them!#imma just like skedaddle into another room and give them space-#and then they say why im antisocial even with queeer people đ#man i hate being so like... idunno. like bland? basic? vanilla? i dont hate being like this but i hate not being able to relate to my peers#like WHY ARE PEOPLE SO HORNY-#girls y'all kiss just like... imma go read fanfiction in the corner and sove my head under my turtle shell.
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I've had all these sitting in one sai canvas for a week or two and i dont feel like im gonna finish any of these/ I used them to get a feel for a design and it feels like a sin t trash them bc i love the poses and faces of a lot of these so pls ignore
#yeah thats piepoe i love them ok#gorgonzola is full of trauma clones freak him out#also this was before i posted jesteranon's final design if that gives you a range to how old these are#originally it was just a throwaway page to fix their design#I know they're my stupid anon moniker but ill be damned if i design a shitty clown fr.#//stares atris 40 redesigns hatefully//#pls dont reblog this fr this is just me vomitting this out of my system bc if i dont imma be anxious ab all my sai tabs
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...I think I've been sitting here for an hour (or 2) XD
#random post#like last I remember it was 12#but then I frikcen zone out and it's 2???#I don't think im okay XDDD#like im so exhausted I kinda feel like im being squeezed#I seriously have no idea what I did for an hour XDD#and I don't even mean sitting & scrolling#I just mean sitting.#staring.#doing nothing.#for an entire hour.#yeah idk XDD#Imma tag this as a#rant#just in case cus I don't know what tis is
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I canât. I just. I JUST FUCKING. I CANT WITH THIS ANYMORE I GIVE THE FUCK UP WHERE IS MY FIC IM GONNA POST IT IF I KEEP SEEING SPELLBOUND AU STUFF WITHOUT DOING SPELLBOUND STUFF MYSELF MY BRAIN IS GONNA SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST THIS LEVEL OF CREATIVE ENERGY IS JUST TO MUCH I CANNOT RESIST


*sounds of epilepsy and dying coughing while digging coffin* This is not canon I just desperately needed them to be happy for one day, Spellbound au by Keferon The Bengsons - Hundred days
#the moment when the line separated to#to Demon and Senator being black and light???#PLEASE#SENT SHIVERS DOWN THE EARTH CORE#I CANT JUST STARE AT THIS SOUP OF ANGS AND FLUFF WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING#please my brain shouldnât be THAT easy to lure#right#FUCKING RIGHT??#HA HA#NO.#I have some nice salty water I can add to this soup#GoddamnâŚâŚâŚ..Tap do you think we are likeâŚthe only two people here who are THAT insane over this stuff?#I swear to god#Every time I think Iâm calm and collected over this au#you drive in and throw 500 gallons of gasoline in this furnace#augh fuck#the pure AESTHETIC you give them. HOW. WH. H O W.#YOUR BODY IS A MACHINE THAT TURNS MY ANGST INTO STUFF THAT POWERFUL IT SHOULD BE BANNED BY GENEVA CONVENTION#âŚâŚ.Yeah no#fuck#imma go find that fic and translate it#i need to do SOMETHING#pull uno reverse on you or at least try hahahhfjfng#âŚ.do I still make sense#idk#I just keep rewatching the movement of Blurrs clothes and ShockwavesâŚlikeâŚ.Shockwave..#spellbound au#shockblurr#shockwave#blurr
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Oh, no, team magma has been slapfighting amongst themselves publicly a lot on here
Well if they are too busy fighting themselves, they shouldn't come after me, right??
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ough i had recently beat alan wake 2 and now moving onto signalis â
#dorkous ramblings#dfjdshgfj yeah went from horror to Cosmic horror#singalis geninuely have a good dead space vibes so im v happy with playing it!#im still at the start and i knew of the endings but.... imma just play on my own pacing ksd hjgjskdh#playing on the crt mode the game came with was really fun- took a bit to get used to the blurry text bc it feel like i was still playing#on a good old crt tv so it was a neat experience#i...dont know how far im going with it JHDGJSDJGH#also. stares it is feb and im leveling up in a week and mans im just. *lays down*
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Affectionate drunk? Check
#miranda talking shit#He really talked big but then was just like... We kiss... Hold me.... Kiss... Tells me I'm pretty#An beer earlier: imma fck you so hard just you wait!#He's just.... Like an lovesick puppy and I'm like âyeah... You're doing well buddyâ#He never tried to kiss me before but now he's like mwah#Sober: not looking at me much or long#Drunk: staring long and hard and not looking away...#âdu är sĂĽ fiiiiinâ t... Thanks? If you said it less drunk I'd blush but I think your standard is lowered rn
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¤đđ. enhypen melting into you like it's a habit. contains fem!r, fluff, lots of kissing, pg 15. wc 1657, approximately 0.24k each. check out the dđžrectory? stat requested.
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lee heeseung swears he's never found anyone or as a matter of fact, anything as annoying as you. you're like a roach up his ass, the bane of his existence. yet when he looks at your cherry stained lips as you crash into him outside the clubâ he can't deny: that the idea of them against his own doesn't seem half as bad. probably the alcohol, heeseung convinces himself.
"if you don't get off and at least a hundred feet away from me right now, i sweaâ" and your lips crash into his. intentionally, to get under his skin? accidentally, because of the shots? who cares! heeseung can literally feel the breath leave his lungs as you move your lips against his.
but you pull away before he can do anything,"shut up jerâ" and it irks him for some god forbid reason, alcohol again? oh fuck the alcohol! imma kiss that attitude outta her. not even a fraction of second passes before heeseung is grabbing your jaw and pulling you back into a kiss.
you want to breathe? forget it. lee heeseung is not having it anymore. a chance to put you in your place, he's not letting it slip through his fingers. he does not want to.
"you shut up." the tendencies of an enemy with his deepest desires unknown to him; kissable lips on an enemy is the most sinful and irresistible thing ever. probably why you annoyed him.
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jay's thighs feel warm against your own as you sit still on his lap, his legs shaking subtly while he rambles about some clothes. the tiny smear of vanilla ice cream near the corner of his lower lip, bothering you more and more with the seconds ticking by.
"and then i had to get the pants exchangâ" you don't even realize it yourself when you lean in to capture his lips and lick at the sweetness. his own words dying down as he stares down at your face, completely dumbstruck. come on, that's your girlfriend idiot! kiss back! it's probably the twelfth time you both have kissed since you got together three months ago; it's not like he's keeping track of the kisses but... yeah you make him too nervous so, he is.
"b-baby..?" your hands cup his cheeks and he shuts down again. ears burning hot, and lips parted to let you do what you want. if there's one thing jay can't help, it's letting you have your way. whenever, wherever.
it takes him approximately ten seconds to overcome that nervousness and respond to the kiss. mouth closing in on your chocolate flavored lips in a soft and gentle smooch. after smooch. after smooch. the tendencies of a new boyfriend still reeling in; having the girlfriend of your dreams is not something you can get used to just like that.
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jake has been hanging out and around you for months now. it should have gotten easier by this time, he thinks. but no, every look, every conversation, every subtle touch feels like it burns hotter than the last time. are these the side effects of a crush? of getting closer to them? or of behaving normally after accidentally pecking? jake checks all the boxes.
"yeah so it's supposed to go like this. did you get iâ" jake looks up from the project files on the desk, his voice and his life dropping down to his ass at the touch of your lips on his. what the hell is happening? are you actually? is he dreaming? jake cannot decide on what he should think. kiss back obviously! what's more to think?!
the kiss is short and sweet, and it doesn't satisfy him. hand immediately grabbing your throat to keep you from pulling away as he begins responding to the kiss. lips engulfing yours in a deeper and longer one, like it's the nth time you are kissing. like he's so used to it, like he's addicted?
âwhatâ what was that?â jake pants out, somehow managing to pull away. his demeanor shifting drastically from the one that had just possessed him. the tendencies of a crush finally getting a taste; once you get hooked, there's no going back. not after a kiss uncalled for like that.
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he has slept once with you, just once sunghoon reminds himselfâ grounds himself; for he feels way too obsessed with the thought of you for having only had you once in that way. is it normal? probably not. will he do something about it? probably not.
so he acts like normal, tries to. his hands in his pockets as he walks with you to his car, head hanging low even though his eyes keep stealing glances at you while he tells you about his upcoming tournaments. stopping to open the passenger seat door for you, still speaking of his fears of lack of perfectionism.
"there's still parts i need to work extra oâ" but instead of getting right in, you get onto your tiptoes and pull him by his collar into a kiss. if a body can function with a disjointed heart, sunghoon swears it's him.
his heart skipping beats in a row and all of a sudden feeling like it's stopped entirely. yet his hands and lips move without a second thought, without waiting for even a millisecond. grabbing you by the back of your neck and kissing you right back, nibbles and suckles and tongue and everything.
"you'll do well, don't worry too much," the tendencies of a one night stand turned friend; it's probably not the best idea to become buddies with someone you slept with, especially if you want more.
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the hallways are crowded as always, loud and bustling, drowning out your and sunooâs laughs and giggles. talking about anything and everything while you wait for another friend.
sunoo's known you for a few years now, not a lot but enough to know when something's up. âhe didn't check it properly and then.. hey? are you okaââ and he notices it on your face a fraction of a moment before you pull him into an abrupt kissâ mid conversation.
frozen, nervous and confused. yet all he thinks is actually how uncannily decent it feels, almost encroaching a feeling way too good. âiâm so sorry sun. i told my ex we are dating and he looked our way when he passed by and i panickedââ sunoo shushes you all too quickly, regretting not having kissed back properly.
âi get it, we can pretend. i don't mind it,â he doesn't know what comes over him as he proposes the idea, but he definitely expects to get into situations like these. why? he has no clue. he just wants it.
âeverything you need to do to convince him, iâm all in,â his gaze trails over your lips, leaning closer unintentionally. another kiss right in the middle of the hallway. the tendencies of a friend offering to help in a non friendly way; fake dating a friend you feel like you could possibly develop feelings for is like digging your own grave.
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four months, seventeen days, twelve hours and probably thirty-six minutes. jungwonâs counting with all he has. this relationship, or whatever is going on between you two; beyond friends and bordering lovers, is bugging him down to his core. it's eating away at him.
âyou just called me your friend,â leaning against the elevator wall, hands in his pockets, jungwon tries to behaveâ be as nonchalant as he can. jealousy? what's that? look me in the eyes and tell me i'm just a friend look.. no he isn't looking at you like that. snap out of it yang jungwon!
âyou really think iâm just a friend? after all that we have donââ two steps closer, bodies pressed, eyes locked and your kiss that shuts him up. oh to hell with being normal with you. your hands slide around the back of his neck and his words die down against your lips like kissing you is his second nature.
âboyfriend? you want that label?â the mumbles against his lips, the sound of your soft breaths and the taste of your lipbalm, it's like jungwon is high.
âagain.â catching your lower lip between his in a languid nibble. he can't help but keep wanting to kiss you, the ding of the elevator drowned out behind all his thoughts of you. the tendancies of a situationship with obvious feelings; being friendzoned by your girlfriend-to-be gets you jealous, he'll admit it now.
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friends. friends. friends. riki chants internally, again and again. and again. poopy diaper, runny nose, screeching tantrumsâ he thinks everything unpleasant about you, everything he possibly can. childhood friends ripping each other's hair out, neighbours annoying each other across the bedroom windows, classmates snitching out on each other's crushes. everything that's just friends.
nothing more. neverâ impossible. riki soothes himself, his mind and heart still jumbling all around after your question earlier, âwhat if we kissed?â disgusting! right? he's not sure if he's answering or questioning his sanity.
and though the conversation is stirred clear of the topic, both of you nestled on your bedroom floor talking about club applications; his eyes staring right at you, seeming as unfazed as ever, his psychological state is nowhere near willing to calm down.
âwhat do you think about the drama cluââ your lips don't last even a second on his, before he is pushing you away, like he's allergic to kisses.
âw-what are you doing!â riki exclaims, fingers rubbing over his mouth,âi told you earlier,â and then slowly reaching forward to brush them against yours as he leans back in, involuntarily he insists. âi know but this is, so weird.. iâm not supposed to like it,â soft mumbles and lips grazing. the tendencies of a lifelong friend crossing an improbable line. locking lips with your childhood friend just for a âwhat ifâ is the worst plan ever, or maybe not so much.
taglist ăopen! @kangseulgithegreat @s00buwu @lilyuwon @pockyyasii @nctislifue @ashtxrie @miniature-tragedy @jayujus @brachives @thoughtsmeander2tumblingblindly @eeunoia @nxzz-skz @shawnyle @potato0579 @enhastolemyheart @ro-diaries @aaa-sia @enhabooks @criminalyun @oddracha @seochangbinnnnnnnnnnn @jayjw16enxp
#enhypen imagines#enhypen reactions#SURPRISE KISSES ARE ALWAYS THE BEST >< !#k-labels#enhypen scenarios#enhypen fluff#enhypen headcanons#enhypen drabbles#enhypen heeseung imagines#enhypen jay imagines#enhypen jake imagines#enhypen sunghoon imagines#enhypen sunoo imagines#enhypen jungwon imagines#enhypen niki imagines#enha imagines#enha reactions
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letâs fulfill the prophecy ⢠minsung x reader
M D N I 18+
Synopsis: you and your best friends, Minho and Jisung, donât mind talking about your sex lives and desires. Though one night when Jisung makes a suggestion about a fantasy all three of you share, you canât help but take the offer.
WC: 2.9k
Warnings: PURE SMUT, pwp, smut, afab!reader, softdom!minho, switch!reader, sub!jisung, bsf!minho, bsf!jisung, piv, unprotected sex (PEE AFTER SEX AND USE PROTECTION), same hole double penetration, threesome, vaginal sex, double creampie, jisung is super vocal while minho isnât, oral (f&m receiving), nippleplay (f&m receiving), some m/m action, breeding kink, pet names (baby, princess, pretty, good boy), friends to idk what(lovers???)âŚprobably forgetting some- tee hee sorry
a/n: imma go touch grass now just like chan told us
Even though your two best friends are boys, you never thought much about talking to them about your sex life, they never hindered from telling you theirs either. So tonight didnât seem any different.
The three of you gathered around the short wooden coffee table that laid in the middle of the living room, blabbing about things that happened this week.
âOoh! There was a girl that was all over Minho this week!â Jisung exclaimed as if he just remembered the most important thing in the world. His words peeked your interests, you turned your gaze over to the previously mentioned boy, giving him a knowing look.
Minhoâs shoulders rose from being put on the spot, âShe wasnât all over meâŚshe was just there?â Minho furrowed his brows in a questioning manner. âShe was totally into you! She was hot too!â Jisung said matter-a-factly, crossing his arms and jutting out his chin. Minho simply rolled his eyes at him.
Minho isnât necessarily the type to have one-night stands unlike Jisung who likes to play around a bit. âWell what about you Ji? Youâve snuck your way into anyoneâs pants this week?â Minho changes the subject. Jisungâs eyes usually light up like a kid on Christmas when heâs asked about his sex life. Liking to recall everything while you and Minho just sit there listeningâŚinternally disturbed at some of the things he says.
Though, this time, Jisungâs eyes didnât have that spark. The round cheeked boy simply shook his head, âIâve been left blue balled all week. That one girl I told yall about got a family emergency notification while we were grinding on each other!â Jisung threw his hands up in the air in frustration.
You let out a snort and Minho chuckles at his words. âWhat about you?â
âMe? Nah, havenât gotten laid in a few weeks. Though when I went to the bar last weekend these two random dudes offered to do a three way with me-â
âShit, a threesome sounds like so much fun! I wanna do one!â Jisung cut you off, âHow was it?!â
âWell if you would let me fucking finish- I turned them down cuz my friend I was with puked.â
âAww, would you have said yes if she hadnât puked?â Minho pokes at you jokingly.
âYeah probably, itâs seems like itâd be intresting- but at the same time Iâd want them to be trustable people since Iâm guessing itâd hurt like fuck! Donât wanna be just left to clean up myself, you know.â
As you rambled you failed to notice Jisung suggestively nudging Minho with his elbow. Minho stared between him and you, before realizing what Jisung was indicating. âJisung what the fuck?â The black haired boy stared at the younger. You look between the two confused.
âOh c'mon Min! Itâd be fun donât ya think?!â Jisung whined, Minho continued staring at him as if he was crazy. âWhat is it?â
âThis dumbass just suggested that we have a threesome.â Minho spat, though heâd never admit aloud that the idea slightly aroused him.
âWaitâŚyou wanna try it too, right Ji?â You ask, Jisung nods frantically in response. âDo you wanna try it Min?â Minho stared at you as if youâd lost your mind by agreeing with Jisung. âI meanâŚI guess, but wonât you think itâs weird?â
âOh câmon! Itâs for scientific research to determine if we like it or not.â You whine just as Jisung had done prior. âI guess.â He answered unsure. You notice his uneasiness, âHey, if you donât wanna do it we wonât.â Minho smiled at you appreciatively, âNo, I want to do it.â
âAre we doing this or what?â Jisung grinned, popping up from his spot on the floor and making his way to your bedroom door. Your heart raced with anticipation, youâd be lying if you said youâd hadnât thought about this beforeâŚwhen your best friends are as hot as Minho and Jisung are, how could you not fantasize about them at least one time.
You bolted up from your spot on the floor and towards your bedroom, pulling Jisung inside. âCâmon Min!â Jisung called out to the elder who just watched as the two of his best friends just ran off to a room to have sex together. Nonetheless, Minho rose from his spot, walking towards your now open bedroom door. As Minho neared the door, he watched as Jisung had his lips attached to your neck.
You tilt your head, allowing him more space to nibble and suck at. Your eyes shifted to the man who was standing at your door, you motioned for him to come over. âWeâre actually doing this then?â
Minho sighed, arousal shooting quickly to his cock. âWe can stop if you want.â You stated, Jisung whining at your words. Minho shook his head as he neared the two of you. âYou guys are actually insane.â The feline-eyed boy chuckles, cupping your cheek in his hand. You melt into his touch with a sigh.
Small moans began flowing from your mouth as Jisung bit down along your collarbone before licking a stripe on the spot. âJi,â You scrunch your eyes, hands flying to his hair. Jisung pulled away from your neck with a smirk. As Jisung fully removes himself from you, Minho decides to take the lead and back you towards the bed, falling onto the bed when the back of your knees hit the mattress.
Minho guided you gently to lay down. âYou sure you want this?â He stared down at you, he noticed how flushed your cheeks were and the multiple marks that Jisung had left on your skin. âGod yes, shit, this might just be an excuse at this point.â You bashfully confess, turning your head away to avoid eye contact. âOh, she thinks weâre hot!â Jisung piped up, you felt the weight of the bed dip to your left. Jisung hovered over you, his face coming into your sight. âDonât worry babe, Iâve thought about this before too. How could I not, you two are ridiculously hot.â He grins before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.
Your eyes follow Jisungâs as he turns his gaze to Minho who just stands there, lip caught between his teeth. âHeâs probably fantasized about this more though.â Though you weren't looking at him, you knew he wore a teasing smirk. âOh fuck you Ji.â Minho groaned, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment, âThatâs what Iâm trying for you to do.â Growing annoyed, Minho pushes Jisung onto the bed, harsher than how he guided you down.
âHey pretty,â Minho turned his gaze to you, his eyes burning with lust, âWanna help me out with this one while I take care of you?â You can feel your heart hammering in your chest, Minhoâs sudden change in demeanor fully arousing you. You quickly rise from the bed and straddle Jisungâs hips. Jisung stares up at you with rosey cheeks. âYou gonna take care of me baby- oh fuck!â His teasing was cut short with the roll of your hips. His hands fly up to your hips, trying to guide you to move faster, but youâre faster, slapping his hands away. âIf youâre a good boy Iâll let you touch later.â
Jisung groans loudly at your words, you note how his cock twitched under you at the pet name. You continue rolling your hips into his, soft whimpers falling from both of your mouths. Suddenly, a pair of hands start trailing along the curves of your body, trailing their way down to the hem of your t-shirt. You could feel Minhoâs warmth behind you. His hands stop right at the hem, as if the boy behind you were asking to continue. You were quick to nod, pleas flowing from your mouth.
Minho tugged your shirt up and over your head, your chest now almost fully exposed to your best friends. Jisung watched as you grind down on him as Minho took your shirt off. He could see how your nipples pebbled through your bra. Jisungâs hands unconsciously moved to touch them, but yet again you smacked them away before he could touch you. âWhat did I say?â You tsked.
Jisung simply whined. âShirt.â You order below, heâs quick to understand what you mean, peeling his shirt from his body, tossing it somewhere in the room.
You stared down at the flushed boy, his abs flexed and his nipples hardened. You reach down and pinch one of his nubs, twisting and pulling at it as whines flow from Jisungâs mouth. âFuck, baby câmon! Lemme touch you alreadyâŚI wanna touch you.â He babbles. You hunch over, taking one of his nipples in your mouth, nibbling at the nub teasingly as Jisungâs cock throbbed against your cunt. âHoly fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!â
Suddenly youâre pulled away from Jisungâs chest. Hands harshly gripping your hips before hesitantly cupping your breasts, you throw your head back, resting it on Minhoâs shoulder. Minho takes this as a chance to suck at the skin of your neck. Trailing his teeth along your neck before leaving feather kisses under your ear.
Your hips rolled needily into Jisung below you. The latter staring up with an arousal driven gaze as he watched you grind into him, the feeling of your warmth against him, Minho kneading at your tits and his mouth all over your skinâŚthe skin that he, Jisung, wanted to so desperately touch. âBabyâŚplease. Iâve been a good boy- Iâll keep being a good boy, just let me touch you.â Jisung fisted the sheets next to him as your hips edged him towards his climax.
âFuck, Imma cum.â He warned. And almost immediately you lifted yourself from him, a broken moan slipping past his lips from the loss of friction, Minho also frowning at the loss of contact with your tits. âBaby, whyâd you do that?â
âYou said you were gonna be a good boy, no?â You teased him, his round cheeks flushing an impossibly deeper shade of red. You smirk at his reaction.
You tugged at the elastic waistband of your shorts and panties, sliding them down your legs till you could kick them off somewhere. Both Jisung and Minho watched as you removed the articles of clothing, the sight making their cocks throb in their pants. âMin, care to help tease him for a bit.â You offered, your eyes burning into Jisungâs. Minho nodded, his eyes turning towards the younger boy. Minho didnât fail to notice the bulge Jisung was sporting through his jeans.
âPretty boy, you want help with these?â Minho smirked, his fingers trailing along the hem of Jisungâs jeans, looping around one of the belt loops. âGod please- fuck Min!â Jisung groaned, willing to do anything at this point to be touched or touch someone. Jisung reached for Minhoâs wrist but stopped himself, assuming heâd get rejected again.
Minho let out a deep chuckle before wrapping his fingers around Jisungâs wrist and guiding it to his face. âIâll let you touch me for now.â He cocked his head as his fingers worked Jisungâs zipper down. You watched as the two boys maneuvered around to get Jisung undressed, until Jisung laid there fully naked. His cock erected, resting on his lower abdomen. Your mouth watered as you stared at the pretty boyâs cock. You wanted him in your mouth- no you needed him in your mouth.
âMinnie, can you prep me?â You asked Minho though your eyes remained on Jisungâs cock. Minhoâs gaze shifted from Jisung to you. He noticed your staring and shifted over, freeing up space between Jisungâs legs. âYou sure?â Minho asked as you bent over, leaving your ass exposed to him. âYeah, I amâŚare you guys?â
âFuck yeah.â Minho breathed out. âCan one of yal fucking touch meâŚplease?â Jisung cried out, his cock leaking precum as it throbbed painfully.
You roll your eyes playfully before leaning in and taking the whining boy into your mouth. A waterfall of âfucksâ and âso good babyâ fell from his mouth, Jisungâs eyes screwed shut, but not until he started feeling vibrations against his cock. His eyes snap open, seeing how you took his cock into his mouth so easily, your lips so pink and wet around his shaft.
Another wave of vibrations surrounded his cock, he finally noticed that they were your moans. Your moans as Minho ate you out from behind, wet sounds of your juices mixing with his spit as his fingers pumped into your sopping cunt. âFuck Min, keep doing that! Sheâs taking me so well!â Jisung cried out, his knuckles were white with how tight he was holding on to the sheets, just like how he was holding off his climax as best he could.
âI think youâre good now, pretty.â Minho said with a huff, his face wet with your arousal. You pulled away from Jisungâs throbbing cock with a âpopâ.
Swinging your legs over the youngerâs hips, straddling him as you had previously. âYou ready Ji?â
âMore than ready, princess.â Your eyes go wide at the sudden nickname, your heart unreasonably hammering into your chest. You shake your head out of it. The messy haired boy hisses as you guide his cock towards your entrance.
You sink down slowly onto his cock, the two of you letting out pornographic moans at the feeling. His cock fit you so well, you could feel every vein and curve of his cock as you unconsciously clenched around him, prompting him to buck his hips slightly.
Jisungâs gaze fell on your face, how your eyes scrunched up with pleasure as you began rolling your hips onto his, the new feeling already edging you both towards an orgasm. His gaze fell to your lips and how they formed a small âoâ shape as breathy moans left them. Fuck, he wanted to kiss you so bad. You mustâve picked up on his desire because before the two of you knew it, you were kissing.
Lips moving sloppily against each other as your hips started moving faster and as Jisung started thrusting into you. âSungie.â You whimpered into the kiss, his hands flying to your face, cupping your cheeks gently. Jisung didnât even care if youâd be upset at him touching you. But you didnât care, you need his hands in you. âIâm right here princess.â He cooed as his hands made their way down to your hips, steadily holding as he thrust into you.
You moan into the kiss when you feel something else probing at your entrance. It was Minhoâs finger. The older boy watched as his younger friends made out like hormonal teenagers. His finger traced along the rim of your pussy which was currently taking Jisung. âIâve waited a bit, no?â
Minho smirked as he pushed his finger inside your hole, both you and Jisung letting out moans.
Minho worked his fingers in and out of you, stretching your hole even more while Jisung pounded into you. âYou ready?â Minho asked, his hands rubbing circles on your waist. âGod, need to feel both of you- fuck, now please Min- fuck Sungie!â
âOh fuck!â Jisung and you moaned simultaneously as Minho pushed his cock into your tight cunt. The stinging pain of both of their cocks only turning you on more. âFuck, Imma cum- fucking shit.â Jisung warned, his cock twitching deep inside you along Minhoâs. âFu...f-fill me up- youâve been a good boyf fill me up baby.â You slump your head against his as Minho pounds you from behind.
Jisung spills over the edge, filling you up with every last drop of his seed, your pussy milking him so perfectly. Minho continued rutting into you, Jisung cried out from the overstimulation but nonetheless didnât pull out. âFuck, Minnie Imma cum- fuck Min!â A tear fell from your eye as your mind went blank with ecstasy. Your climax hit you like a truck as you squirted around both of their cocks, leaving Jisungâs abdomen soaked.
âFucking hell.â Minho grunted at how tight you clenched around him that it sent him over the end. His hips stuttered as he filled you with his seed, both his and Jisung mixing within yours.
Your body felt limp as they both pulled out. The icky feeling of their cum rushing down your thighs made you cringe. Minho guided you to lay on your back before running off somewhere.
Both you and Jisung laid there staring at the ceiling, chest heaving and faces flushed.
âWe just did that.â You huffed out a laugh.
âWe just did that.â Jisung confirms, his voice sounding so raspy.
Minho returned with a warm towel, nudging your legs open before cleaning you. âI love you guys.â You said after cleaning up everything. Minho turned to you with a small smile on his face, his hands moved to cup your cheek before leaning in and planting a kiss on your lips. The two of you pull away, a grumble catching both of your attentions. Your gaze shifted to Jisung who pouted, wanting a kiss for himself.
You giggle before giving him a kiss as well. Jisung melts into your touch so easily, âI love you guys too.â He sighed into the kiss, pulling away before cuddling you into his chest. âYou guys are still crazy for that.â
âOh câmon Min, you know you liked it.â You scoff, the feeling of Minhoâs arms wrapping around both you and Jisung comforting you. âYeah, yeah. I guess I love you guys too.â
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can i plllllleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaase have a bubbly reader offering miguel a hug (as a joke bc hes grumpy) and he says no at first but later on when hes rlly upset abt whatever he puts his pride in his pocket and asks for one??? i know tht man is touchstarved a good hug might fix him
wait shut up. this is adorable :((
Ý   đ á¸á¸á¸ a hug? â miguel oâhara + reader: everyone knows that your bubbly nature offers everyone hugs. but no one expected miguel to accept one.
contents : fluff. thatâs literally it. maybe a bit of angst. wc 1.5k.
pt one pt two pt three
âand why are you so grumpy?â you slid across the bench, as miguel sat, minding his own business and eating. he doesnât spare you a glance as you just rested your hands on your elbows, tilting your head with a smile.
âwhat is she doing?â gwen asks, from her farther seat, next to hobie, pavitr, miles, and (occasionally) peter. they are all staring at you and your bubbly nature.
âah, let her figure out how antisocial he is.â peter shrugs, adjusting maydayâs spider beanie.
âi think she already knows.â miles says.
âthatâs probably why sheâs over there. to âcheerâ him up.â pav adds.
âgood luck with thaââ hobie lightly chuckles, resting back against pav as he swings his legs up, watching what heâd call a âshowâ.
âyou look like you could use a friend.â you say, finally making miguel look at you. his expression was the definition of âindifferentâ. your smile didnât fall. âor maybe an acquaintance you can talk to?â
miguelâs expression doesnât shift. you nod. âimma have you figured out soonâŚi promise.â your eyes slightly narrow in an inspection of him. then he turns back to his food.
âitâs going well.â pav sarcastically comments back at their table, making hobie scoff.
âyou knowâŚâ you say, fingers lightly tapping the table. âthereâs things that can help with being moody.â
âiâm not moody.â
âah huh!â you softly cheer. âyou spoke. progress.â
miguel looks exasperated as he shuts his eyes. He just wanted to enjoy his empanada.
âbut you wanna know what will help?â
âiâm notâŚmoody.â he repeats a little slower, to make sure you heard.
âyeah you are. but itâs okay. cause you wanna know what will help?â
âyou clearly want to tell me.â miguel breathes out.
âmhm.â you smile. âa hug.â
miguel shifts his gaze to you, blinking a few times.
from the farther table, the spider gang is still thoroughly invested. âoh shit, he looks annoyed.â miles comments.
âwhat do think she said?â gwen asks, resting against the table.
âthaâ he looks like a wannabe gangster.â hobie says, now rocking his leg slightly back and forth as he watches.
âa hug would help. it helps me.â you are saying, still staring at miguel, smiling.
miguel clicks his jaw, before heâs standing, muttering to himself.
âlet me know!â You call to his leaving form with a chuckle.
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later that night miguel is pacing his office, just back from a mission that went terribly. The anomaly got away. and miguel is beating himself up inside. how could he let that happen?
youâre walking down HQâs hallway, looking for something you had dropped. as you scanned the floor, you hear muttering that reminded you of earlier today. miguel.
you stopped by his slightly cracked open office door. you carefully knock. miguel swings it open, sighing upon seeing you. ânowâs not a good time.â
you smile. âdonât worry. i just want to ask if youâve seen a pen.â
âa pen?â miguelâs brows furrow.
âmhm. i lost it.â you reply. âyou look stressed.â
âiâm notââ he takes a deep breath. âi'm fine. and no I havenât seen your pen.â
âno worries.â you begin to back away. âlet me know if you see it though. itâs got a weird blue design on it.â
miguelâs mind is whirring for some reason, as he finds himself calling for you to stop and turn back around. âdid you mean it?â he muttered it so quietly that you almost missed it.
youâre now walking back, eyeing him. âmean what?â
miguelâs tongue pokes out against his cheek, feeling his entire body drenched with exhaust and self pity. and putting his pride away he says âa hug.â
âa hug?â your smile has widened. âi thought you werenât moody?â
âiâm not. i justâ you know what forget I asked.â miguel goes to turn away feeling stupid, but then youâre reaching forward, wrapping your arms around his neck, with a smile.
at first miguel doesnât know where to place his hands, but you stay put, just resting your body against his, as your cheek slightly squishes up against his shoulder. then miguel slowlyâvery slowlyâwraps his arms around your midriff, and hugs you back.
miguel doesnât what to admit that his body has instantly relaxed upon feeling yours against his. your hand had begun to softly soothe the top of his back. just drawing in slow circles, that makes his muscles stop their tensing.
and that hug wasnât the last time it happened.
now miguel would secretly search for you. big on the âsecretâ part though, because he canât have anyone else knowing he likes to hug you. no that would cause too many implications and destroy his well thought out âin controlâ demeanour.
so when heâd find you walking aloneâsomething he noticed you did a lot. and after heâd make sure that you were both in a desolate enough place, heâd softly grab your arm, pulling you somewhere even more desolate before heâs wrapping his arms around you in a much needed hug.
you didnât mind. hugs had always been your love language with family and friends alike. though you were surprised by how often miguel would now seek you out, just so you could rest your head on his shoulder and draw patterns on his back.
he claimed it was just for relaxation and that you shouldnât have offered him a hug if you wouldâve asked so many questions. so you let him, his own hand having gradually drawn its own patterns on your waist.
he liked hearing and feeling your breathing. your breath by his ear sent almost cleansing shivers through him. and the feel of the rise and fall of your chest against his own made his usually racing heartbeat calm down to match with yours.
he liked the calmness your body gave him. and deep down he knew he now craved it.
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you were all in a different universe. gwen, miles, pavitr, hobie, peter, mayday, miguel and you. jess had to take care of another mission so miguel very clearly claimed how heâs stuck with you all, his scowl very present.
it was midway through trying to catch this anomaly when miguelâs gaze gets caught up in a man and his child. and as you stopped, noticing his focused gaze first, you identified the man and child as miguel and his daughter.
you didnât know much about miguelâs daughter. just that in his universe she had died. and now as miguel watches a variant of himself with a variant of his daughter he can feel his body tensing.
heâs never had the misfortune of seeing variants of his family before. and now really wasnât the time to dwell and sink deeper into his mind but he just canât help it.
âis he okay?â whispered miles to peter.
peter shakes his head. âbut thereâs nothing we can do about it. no one can take him out of episodes like this.â
because everyone could see that inside miguel was fuming, so close to exploding that everyone had almost taken a step back.
you stared at miguel, watching as his chest heaved with a racing heart.
you remember one time he had muttered to you, head in your neck. you werenât sure if you were actually meant to hear it or not. but he had said how your breathing slowed his breathing. or something along those lines. because after he had said that he had drawn you in tighter, keeping his large hands around your body.
so now you edge closer. and this could be a terrible idea, you realise that. your friends seem to as well.
gwen hisses your name quietly, watching as you edged closer to the âbeastâ or how everyone else was treating him like.
you all needed miguel to focus to capture this especially dangerous anomaly. you couldnât have him trapped in his mind teetering on the edge.
so you continued to walk forward, and as everyone stared in shock, you carefully wrapped your hands around his neck in a hug. you did so very lightly, to give him any room for rejection. you were actually waiting for the rejection.
but then, to everyoneâs shock, miguel wraps his arms around your waist, just like every other time. and heâs found you fit against him so nicely, it felt so comfortable. your heartbeat was against his now, and the slower tempo made miguel sink into your neck, his arms now engulfing you.
shocked now isnât a big enough word. because you were hugging miguel. and it wasnât the âyouâ part everyone was surprised by. it was the âmiguelâ part. he was clearly eager to hug you back, and they all watched as miguel practically became putty in your hold.
yes. miguel craved your hugs now. and there was nothing you could do to stop him from bringing you in and keeping you close. you were now his comfort and he a wasnât going to let that go so easily.
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Hello! It's me the one who requested reader sleepwalking. Can I be sleepwalk anon?
Sorry I didn't know you were overwhelmed by my request yesterday, I was reading the rules carefully and I was likeâ "ah ok so meaning they can write 4 or more characters, imma request!"
You can do the main sss hedgehog boys for sleepwalking reader or just sonic and shadow, is that makes you comfortable.
Again, sorry for making you overwhelmed!
A/n: yeah, sorry, it's my fault for not making it clear to begin with.
Triple S x reader who sleepwalks
Sonic:
Sonic has a habit of staying up late, so itâs no surprise heâs awake when you begin your sleepwalking. Heâs lounging on the couch, watching a movie, when you shuffle out of your room, arms slightly outstretched, your face completely blank.
At first, Sonic thinks youâre just messing with him. Talking to you as if any other normal day. But you donât respond. Instead, you march straight past him and bump into the coffee table.
Sonicâs grin falters when you mutter something incoherent under your breath, rubbing your knee absently before walking into the wall.
âWait⌠are you sleepwalking?â Sonic whispers to himself.
He jumps up and jogs over to you. "Uh, Y/N? You good there, buddy?" He waves a hand in front of your face, but you only mutter again, turning sharply and walking toward the kitchen.
"Alright, this is either going to be really funny or a disaster waiting to happen," though hes not gonna stop you now as hes genuinely curious, so he just continues following you.
He watches in silent amusement as you open the fridge, stare at its contents for a solid thirty seconds, then grab an apple, only to drop it immediately and shuffle away. You make a beeline for the sink, turn on the faucet, and start washing the counter.
"Okay, yeah, this is gold," Sonic mutters, pulling out his phone to record the scene.
When you bump into the kitchen table, mutter again, and sit down in the middle of the floor like itâs the most natural thing in the world, Sonic finally intervenes. He gently steers you back to your room, all the while stifling laughter.
The next morning, you wake up to sonic all up next to you, shoving his phone in your face as you groggily watch the video of yourself sleepwalking, complete with Sonicâs commentary.
"And here we have the rare Sleepwalking Y/N in their natural habitat. Truly majestic. Ten out of ten entertainment."
Silver:
Silver is a light sleeper, so when he hears footsteps at three in the morning, he immediately bolts upright. Heâs halfway to activating his psychokinesis when he realizes itâs just you, wandering around aimlessly.
At first, heâs worried. Very worried. Did you have a nightmare? Are you okay? But then he notices your vacant expression and the way you keep bumping into furniture without reacting.
"Wait⌠are they sleepwalking?"
He watches as you stumble toward the bookshelf, run your hand along it like youâre looking for something, and then pull out a random book. You open it, flip a few pages, and then hold it upside down, muttering something under your breath.
Silver doesnât know whether to laugh or try to wake you up. Instead, he decides to quietly follow you, just to make sure you donât hurt yourself. He uses his powers to move objects out of your way as you shuffle around the room. When you trip over your own feet and fall onto the couch, Silver gently places a pillow under your head with his powers, smiling softly.
"Youâre so weird," he mutters, sitting down to keep watch.
When you eventually get up and start wandering again, Silver patiently just follows you around the house. Waking up to Silvers sheepish explanation on what happened.
"You were, uh, walking around and muttering stuff," he says. "I didnât want to wake you up, so I just made sure you didnât, you know, fall down the stairs or something."
Shadow:
Shadow is not amused. Heâs a heavy sleeper, but even he canât ignore the sound of you knocking over a lamp at three in the morning. He storms out of his room, fully prepared to scold whoeverâs causing the commotion, only to freeze when he sees you standing in the middle of the hallway, staring at the floor like it personally offended you.
"Y/N," he says sharply, but you donât respond. Instead, you turn and start walking toward him, your steps uneven and your expression blank.
"Y/N?" he tries again, still no answer.
You brush past him, muttering something incoherent, and head straight for the couch. You sit down, pick up a throw pillow, and hug it like itâs the most important thing in the world.
Shadow, upon peicing together your sleep walking, stares at you for a long moment, his arms crossed. He debates whether or not to wake you up but ultimately decides against it. Instead, he sits down in a nearby chair and watches you closely, making sure you donât do anything dangerous.
When you eventually get up and start wandering again, Shadow follows you with a deep scowl. When you try to open the front door, he steps in front of you, his arms crossed.
"Youâre not going outside," he says firmly, even though he knows you canât hear him.
The next morning, he confronts you over breakfast.
"Do you have any idea how much noise you made last night?" he asks, glaring daggers at you.
When you look at him in confusion, he sighs and explains. "You were sleepwalking. You almost walked straight out the door at three in the morning."
In short terms bro is done with you /j
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