#he is the eeper

[fyeahlonnyeagleton]

POV: extremely sleepy emo boy wants to show you his old yearbook

[littlecrittereli]

those nightmares be hitting bruh

[chiffonfluff]

the eeper

[bressynonym]

bitter vows but sir riley turned into a noodle. 🐉

[fighterjetfucker3000]

sortmacjine sleepy. he’s bedtime. heard a noise downstairs woke up to investigate it with his candle and pjs. twisted evil version where he’s sleepy in hell also

[toiletphotoshoot]

Eepers….

[paper-lilypie]

May I humbly request... a Moon?

I'm very tired.

nap time under neon lights

[vvvincentzzz]

Small sleepy Teru compilation bc he's just a cutie patootie

[astroprinc3]

shhhh he’s honk shooing

[sporkfoon]

honk shoo mimimi snrk

[strawbby-shortcake]

"I can't sleep" ☾ [a jack x gn! reader oneshot]

You and Jack were working a late shift at the automobile company sorting out paperwork for recalls. He kept pacing around and mumbling, sometimes sitting down and putting his face in his hands. You peered above the walls of your tiny cubicle and saw him staring at a cigarette and a lighter. As long as you've been working there, you've never seen him smoke, but then again, how well did you even know him?

Jack caught you staring and offered you the cigarette. You wanted to decline, but you two needed to pull an all-nighter, so maybe sharing just one won't hurt.

You walked to his cubicle and sat down on the floor next to him. He lit the cigarette and took a drag, passing it to you after. You copied him and nearly choked on the smoke. So maybe just one did hurt.

You passed the cigarette back to Jack and told him to keep it. He shrugged to say "suit yourself."

Another hour or two passed, but you weren't nearly done with filling out the endless amounts of claims and signing documents. Jack, on the other hand, kept passing out and waking up. You were slightly concerned about him. He almost slammed his head on the desk twice.

You got up to stretch your legs and went to your desk to fetch your jacket. Quietly, you made your way over to Jack and placed the jacket over his shoulders. His head was on top of a large stack of folders, his tie was loose around his collar, and he was snoring lightly.

Was he cute while sleeping? A little bit. To be honest, he looked like one of the homeless guys out in front of Lou's Tavern.

You started to clean up your area since you really wanted to go home, but didn't want to leave Jack all by himself. You were sure that he could handle being alone- maybe. You weren't sure, actually. So you stayed.

Jack woke up a few minutes later with a groan and looked around confused.

"'Morning, sunshine," you said.

He looked disoriented, "It's morning already?"

You shook your head and pointed to one of the comically large windows in the office. He nodded slowly and rubbed his eyes.

"I can't sleep," he muttered, turning to you. His eyebags seemed even worse in the dim lighting.

"You were just sleeping like, 10 minutes ago," you replied with a dry laugh.

He peeled your jacket off of his back and examined it cautiously, then looked at you with the same intensity.

"I have insomnia."

"Oh," you started.

"It doesn't matter anyway, we have work to do," Jack sighed.

You sat with your back against the wall and patted the floor next to you. Jack looked at you with the same puzzled expression, as usual.

"Sit next to me, and bring the jacket with you," you said.

He got up slowly, picked the jacket up, and sat down a few feet from you. You scoffed, this guy was unbelievable. You scooted next to Jack and dragged him onto you so that his head was on your stomach.

"Hey- what? Don't touch me, I-"

"Shut up, and go to sleep, Jack."

He quieted down and relaxed his body on yours. It was weird, laying on his co-worker on the floor of his cubicle. But if it helped him sleep, so be it. It was more comfortable than sitting in those stiff chairs at the support groups.

Jack wrapped his arms around your torso as if you were a pillow and closed his eyes. You put the jacket on top of him and slowly stroked his hair. It was unusually soft; you expected it to be brittle. He hummed in content and nearly melted because of all the physical touch.

"...thank you," he mumbled.

You rubbed small circles on his back, "Anytime."

The two of you fell asleep on the floor, paperwork scattered about on both of your desks. You'd have to answer to your boss in the morning, but it was worth it.

[END]

[carfuckerlynch]

my dads girlfriends cat climbed on top of me and got absolutely zonked

[roadcircuses]

[spicyicymeloncat]

Okay wild 5am-I-have-not-slept echoes of wisdom theory but what if weapon spirits are back?? Purely stemming from Tri being a thing, Tri being parallel to Fi (they even rhyme) and also link’s sword looking a lot like the goddess sword.

Also it’s curious that it’s possible that each of the triforce trio’s weapons appear to be relevant. Zelda’s Tri-Rod is obviously the main game mechanic, Ganon’s double bladed trident causes the rifts and the fact that Link’s sword is new and seemingly not the master sword or his sword from Link’s Awakening (as in they designed a whole new sword so there has to be a reason) so that might mean it’s relevant.

Like I kinda hope we get another special guest villain like Ghirahim who is the spirit of the sword that keeps making rifts. That would be so cool. I mean there’s almost definitely someone who resurrected or summoned or freed Ganon. There’s a personality definitely pulling the strings, and I’m betting they’re also behind all of Zelda’s guards suddenly hating her. I’m getting off topic, I hope Tri has a weapon spirit nemesis.

Also random third bonus theory but what if Link’s sword can become the bow, like a cool weapon that can shapeshift into other weapons moment. They have the same pattern, magic mechanical objects is very zelda I think. I have no real evidence but it would be cool right?

[parznite]

More Magma silliness, Shading in magma is both really fun but also really hard to do!

[chaoticgremlinbrainspace]

I put him to bed

@kurapioca​  I have tucked him in here