#hes the sleepiest boy

[cosm1cbrownie]

cap bear,, [this is the avengers assemble uni! please do not repost my work, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! thank uuuu<3]

[danelloevee-sky]

Morning

[active-mind-15]

Drawing baby Bokushi in cute clothes because I can (part 9)

[Art related to my fic, Accidental Siblings.]

I was trying to get back into art after a long time away and forgot that I had this one unfinished for weeks. The lineart was completed a long time ago but I forgot to color it, so I decided to finish it today before moving on to anything else.

This one was a request from @douxheart810, who suggested I draw him in his iconic duck pajamas which made an appearance in chapter 4. Drawing this one activated my cuteness aggression for sure. He's so tiny and squishable. 🤭

If anyone wants to request an outfit for me to draw baby Bokushi in, feel free to send it to me in any way you wish, whether that be through a reblog, an ask, or a DM. (❁´◡`❁)

[rigor-x-mortis]

A sleep-deprived dreamwalker, trapped in an endless nightmare. Maybe one day he will escape, but he looks so tired. So intensely tired.

[garoujo]

i would die for him

[day6source]

DAY6_BEHIND

I think if it's Young K There's everything to be proud of🦊 I'm busy! I'm busy! I'm busy Please take care of your happiness!

[feraecor]

Everyone must appreciate and celebrate my sweet old man on his 10th day of birth!!

[loafysainz]

TAKE US DADDY | LN 4

lando norris!dad x mom!reader

warn: fluffffffffff

this story is actually a the sequel of the story Don't Go Daddy.

Lando was already dressed, bag packed, and his car waiting outside, but he refused to leave without saying goodbye properly. The past weeks, Noah and Leo had been ridiculously clingy—like little koalas attached to his legs. If he left without waking them up, there was no doubt they’d wake up in tears, wailing for him. But now, as he stood in their dimly lit rooms, watching their peaceful faces, he felt his resolve weaken.

First, he crouched beside Noah’s bed, gently brushing the messy curls from his forehead. "Noah, buddy, wake up," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.

Noah stirred slightly, brows furrowing, but he just whined and buried his face deeper into his pillow.

Lando chuckled. "C’mon, mate. You gotta say bye to me properly."

Noah let out a grumpy hum, eyes still shut, and when Lando wrapped an arm around him, the little boy automatically snuggled closer. Instead of waking up, though, he just sighed contentedly and went back to sleep.

"Oh, c’mon," Lando groaned playfully. "You little traitor."

He peppered kisses all over Noah’s forehead, cheeks, nose—wherever he could reach. Noah squirmed, whining in protest, but didn’t actually push him away. Lando figured that was a win.

Noah let out the smallest, sleepiest hum before finally cracking his eyes open. “Daddy?” His voice was thick with sleep, and instead of getting up, he immediately rolled into Lando’s chest, snuggling into his warmth.

Lando chuckled, running a hand down his little back. “Sleepyhead,” he murmured, hugging him tight.

Noah only made a small, content noise before—just like that—falling back asleep in his arms. Lando sighed, completely torn between waking him up properly or just letting him be. In the end, he settled for placing a few more kisses all over Noah’s chubby cheeks, whispering, “Daddy’s going to work now, okay? Be good, take care of Mommy and Leo. Daddy loves you, Noah.”

Noah barely reacted, just wriggled a little before letting out the softest, tiniest sigh. His little lips were pouty, his face smushed into the pillow, and Lando had to physically stop himself from squeezing the life out of him. Instead, he pressed one last lingering kiss to his forehead and reluctantly stepped away.

Now moving to his next target.

Leo.

Leo was in the exact same position Lando had left him in last night. His little troublemaker was sprawled out in his bed, mouth slightly open, chubby cheeks flushed, and one hand clutching his tiny stuffed lion. Lando leaned in and peppered kisses all over Leo’s chubby cheeks, then nuzzled into his neck playfully.

Leo stirred, stretching like a tiny cat before blinking up at him with the sleepiest, happiest smile. His eyes weren’t even fully open yet, but his little teeth peeked through, all bright and shiny.

“Daddy…” he mumbled sleepily, reaching out with tiny hands. Lando immediately scooped him into a warm hug.

"Yeah, bud?" Lando grinned, rubbing his back.

Leo let out a deep sigh, still not fully awake. "Can I hug you… for one hour?"

Lando blinked. Oh, come on. That’s not fair.

"One hour? That’s it?" Lando teased, rocking him slightly. "What if I wanna hug you forever, huh?"

Leo hummed in thought for approximately two seconds before going, "No, no."

Lando burst out laughing. "Alright, then. One hour it is."

But literally two minutes later, Leo wiggled out of the hug, pressing his tiny hands against Lando’s chest. “Okay, Daddy. it’s been one hour!”

Lando cracked up. “That was NOT an hour, little scammer.”

Leo just grinned sleepily, dimples showing, and Lando swore his heart was going to burst. He gave him a few more smooches, leaving his cheeks all rosy before tucking him back under the blanket.

“Daddy loves you, Leo.”

And with that, he finally left the room.

****

Finally, he made his way to Y/N. She was awake, all soft and warm-looking in bed, watching him with that unreal, angelic face of hers. Lando sighed dramatically. “You sure you don’t want to come with me? Just pack up the kids and go?”

Y/N shook her head, smiling softly. “They have school, Lando.”

Lando groaned, flopping onto the bed beside her. “They’re literally babies. They don’t need school.”

She rolled her eyes playfully, reaching out to fix the collar of his hoodie. "They’ll be okay, you know."

Lando let out a breath. "I know. It’s just… they’ve been so clingy lately. What if they freak out when I’m gone?"

Y/N smiled softly. "They’ll be okay. And if they do get upset, we’ll figure it out, yeah?"

Lando just stared at her for a second, completely mesmerized. "You know you’re really pretty, right?"

Before she could respond, he leaned in and kissed her, deep and slow, like he was trying to make it last. Like he didn’t want to leave at all.

And honestly? He really, really didn’t.

But work was work.

So, he pulled away, kissed her forehead, and finally—finally—headed out the door.

****

The kitchen was filled with the comforting aroma of a homemade meal as Y/N stirred the pot, humming softly to herself. The warm atmosphere was suddenly interrupted by the unmistakable sound of tiny feet running down the stairs—fast, urgent, and filled with distress.

“Mommy!!” Noah’s voice cracked as he ran straight into the kitchen, his little brother Leo right behind him, his chubby cheeks already stained with tears.

Y/N barely had time to turn around before Noah wrapped his arms around her legs, his tiny frame shaking. Leo, slightly slower but just as upset, clung onto her other legs with a whimper.

Their lower lips trembled as they still clung to their mom legs, searching for something—or rather, someone.

“Where’s Daddy?” Noah sniffled, wiping at his eyes with tiny fists.

Y/N’s heart squeezed at the sight of them. “Daddy’s at work, love. He left this morning, remember?”

“We want Daddy!”

Leo nodded furiously, his bottom lip trembling. “We wanna go wif Daddy…”

Y/N softened instantly, brushing their curls back gently. “Oh, sweetheart. Daddy’s working, and you guys have to go to school. Remember?”

“But we wanna see him!” Noah insisted, his voice breaking with a hiccup. “We wanna go wif him! We wanna see Daddy work! Please, Mommy!” Now both of them were crying—hiccuping, sniffling, noses all red and runny.

“Oh, baby, don’t cry—Daddy will come home soon.”

“NOOOOOOO,” they both wailed in unison. “WANNA SEE DADDY NOW!”

Y/N exhaled, biting back a fond smile. “Okay, okay—let’s call him, okay?”

The second those words left Y/N’s mouth, both of them perked up just a little, their cries reducing to sniffles as they nodded frantically. Y/N grabbed their phone and pressed Lando’s contact. Within seconds, the call connected, and his face popped up on the screen.

“Hey, love—”

Before he could finish, Noah and Leo started sobbing all over again. “DADDY!!!”

“Whoa—what happened? Why are my two little spider-man crying?”

Noah and Leo immediately scrambled to get closer to the screen. “DADDY!!!” They wailed in unison, tears streaming down their flushed cheeks.

“Oh no, what’s wrong, buddies?” Lando frowned, clearly distressed.

“We wanna go wif youuu!” Leo sobbed, pressing his face against the phone screen as if he could somehow teleport to his father’s side.

“Wanna see you nowwww,” Noah hiccupped, face all scrunched up as more tears streamed down his cheeks.

Lando’s brows knitted together, his lips forming a little pout. “Oh, my babies… I miss you so much too. But I’ll be home soon, yeah?”

“NOOOO!”

At this point, their crying was getting dramatic—shoulders shaking, little gasps in between sobs, faces all blotchy and red. Y/N could hear a few people in the background of Lando’s call chuckling softly, obviously overhearing the whole scene.

Lando looked wrecked. Like, visibly about to drop everything and fly back home. Y/N met his eyes through the screen, and in that moment, they both knew—there was no way they could just let the boys cry like this.

Y/N sighed, already knowing where this was going. "Lando, should we just—"

"Yes. Absolutely yes. Bring them here. I don’t care how, just—just get here."

And that’s how, just a few hours later, Daddy wouldn’t have to miss his boys for long—because now the boys were running straight into their daddy’s arms, giggling through the very same tears they had shed that morning.

[brownskin-goldhoops]

My love fell asleep watching summer slam when we got home from the bars last night, so he put it on while eating his macaroni for dinner tonight. As soon as he finished his macaroni and cuddled up with me, he fell asleep watching summer slam again 😂😂 I am going to have to watch it 3 times with him lol

[typhos-c-dragon]

i relate to jazz on a spiritual level bc sometimes while he's napping, he'll do a big stretch and make a "hhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnn" sound, and it's like yeah man i feel that.

[danelloevee-sky]

Same as it ever was

[sturniololuvz]

a fic where the boys are streaming at 1 am and 4 year old sister walks in the room, she woke up and can’t go back to sleep. she then joins the stream, sitting on matt’s lap and hanging out with the boys until she falls asleep again

yessss!

“Y/N Crashes the Stream”

Sturniolos x sister

Warnings: none

It was 1 a.m., and the Sturniolo triplets were deep into a late-night stream, talking to chat and messing around on Fortnite. The vibe was chill—just them, their fans, and pure sleep-deprived chaos.

Chris was slouched in his chair, barely paying attention. Nick was locked in, reading chat and laughing at comments. Matt was actually trying to win, focused on the game.

Then, the door creaked open.

A tiny, sleepy figure appeared, rubbing her eyes and holding a stuffed animal.

Chris blinked. “Yo… is that Y/N?”

Matt turned in his chair, and sure enough, their four-year-old little sister stood in the doorway in her oversized pajamas, hair a mess from sleep.

“I woke up… and I can’t go back to sleep,” she mumbled, voice tiny.

The chat went wild.

OH MY GOD SHE’S SO CUTE

Y/N FOR PRESIDENT

PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS

Matt sighed, smiling, and held out his arms. “Come here, bug.”

Without hesitation, Y/N climbed into his lap, curling up against his chest like she belonged there. He adjusted his seat so she was comfortable, rubbing her back absentmindedly.

Nick smirked. “Bro, we just got a surprise guest.”

Chris grinned. “Y/N, say hi to the stream.”

She barely lifted her head, waving sleepily. “Hi, Stweam.”

Chat exploded again.

STWEAM OMG I’M GONNA CRY

MATT IS SUCH A GOOD BIG BROTHER WTF

THIS IS THE WHOLESOMEST STREAM EVER

“You wanna watch us play?” Matt asked, keeping his voice low.

Y/N nodded, eyes already half-closed. “Mm-hmm…”

Within minutes, she was out, breathing softly against Matt’s chest. The chat continued to spam messages about how adorable the moment was, but the boys kept playing, trying to be quiet.

And then it happened.

Matt was the last one alive in Fortnite, top two, locked in. The entire chat was hyped.

LET’S GO MATT CLUTCH UP

WIN THIS FOR Y/N

MATT IS HIM

It was him versus one other person. His heart was racing. His hands were sweaty. The tension was unbearable.

And then—

BAM.

He got sniped.

Matt let out a sudden, bloodcurdling scream.

“NOOOOOOOOOO!! BRO, I WAS RIGHT THERE!”

Y/N JUMPED awake in pure panic, eyes wide.

“Wha—WHAT HAPPENED?!” she shrieked, looking around frantically.

Chris and Nick lost it laughing.

Chris was wheezing. “BRO, YOU JUST TRAUMATIZED HER.”

Nick was crying. “YOU JUST GAVE HER A JUMPSCARE AT 1 A.M.”

Y/N, still dazed, looked up at Matt with her tiny eyebrows furrowed. “You woke me up… for a game?”

Matt looked down at her, suddenly feeling guilty. “…Yeah.”

She blinked.

Then, in the sassiest, sleepiest voice ever, she muttered, “You suck, Matt.”

Chat EXPLODED.

Y/N COOKING MATT IN 4K

SHE WOKE UP JUST TO VIOLATE HIM

SHE SAID ‘L BROTHER’ AND WENT BACK TO SLEEP

Chris and Nick were dying.

Matt just sighed. “Okay, well, that’s enough Fortnite for tonight.”

Y/N, still half-asleep, yawned and curled back into his chest. “Yeah… you should quit,” she muttered before dozing off again.

Chris wiped a tear from his eye. “Bro, she’s actually ruthless.”

Nick smirked. “Best stream ever.”

And with that, the triplets ended the stream, Matt officially roasted, and Y/N—back asleep—once again proving she ran the house.

[honeyscara]

Sick — Kenma

Synopsis: your bf got sick after a match. kenma x gender neutral!reader, pure fluff, kuroo

Kenma had insisted he was fine. Even when he could barely stand after the match, even when his face was flushed with fever, even when you practically had to drag him home—he still muttered, "I’m just tired."

Tired, my foot.

You barely got him into bed before he slumped back against the pillows, eyes already half-lidded with exhaustion. His golden hair was damp with sweat, and when you pressed a hand to his forehead, your heart clenched. He was burning up.

"Kenma, you’re sick," you murmured, brushing his bangs back.

"M’not," he mumbled weakly. But the way he melted into your touch completely betrayed him.

"Kenma." You sighed, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. "You’re literally on fire. Just let me take care of you, okay?"

He made a small, grumbly sound but didn’t protest when you tucked the blanket around him, didn’t fight when you lifted his head slightly to help him sip some water. When you pressed a cool cloth to his forehead, he let out the softest sigh, like he had been waiting for that relief all along.

"You like this," you teased gently, stroking his hair.

"No," he mumbled, but the way he nuzzled into your palm said otherwise.

You stayed by his side, whispering soft reassurances, running your fingers through his hair. Every time you stopped, Kenma would shift slightly, his hand reaching for you in the faintest, sleepiest movement. You smiled, pressing another kiss to his flushed cheek.

Just as he was finally drifting off completely, the door slammed open.

"KENMA!"

You flinched so hard you nearly knocked over the water on the nightstand. Kenma let out the saddest, most pitiful groan and buried himself under the blanket.

Kuroo stood in the doorway, looking way too smug. "Oh good, you’re not dead."

"YOU MENACE!" You grabbed the nearest pillow and chucked it at him. It hit him straight in the face.

"What??" Kuroo dodged the second pillow you threw, laughing. "I came to check on my best friend!"

"After YOU overworked him like a damn slave in practice? He could barely walk after the game, Kuroo! He almost collapsed! Look at him—he’s literally a sickly little cat right now!"

Kenma, muffled under the blanket: "Please stop yelling. I’m dying."

Kuroo hummed, tapping his chin. "Hmm. He does look kinda pathetic—"

You grabbed another pillow.

"GET. OUT."

Kuroo laughed, holding his hands up. "Alright, alright! I’ll leave my boy in your very loving care." He shot Kenma a smirk. "Man, you’re getting spoiled, huh?"

Kenma, voice barely above a mumble: "yea."Kuroo grinned.

"Aww, Kenma, you’re so in love—"

You launched another pillow at him.Kenma, wisely, pretended to be asleep.

[tuerescringe]

oh goodness me !

I just had an idea

Has anyone made a quiz to find out which type of magic user you are? (Stealth, shifter, elemental, energetic, telepath, etc.)

[mirensiart]

In regards to my hc that wind is the second sleepiest link after sky, I like to imagine that like they're different in the sense that sky is always sleepy, like all the time throughout the day, he sits down for too long and immediately starts falling asleep, he can sleep anywhere any time and sleeps through loud noises too

Meanwhile wind is super energetic and full on chaotic energy throughout the day but he crashes hard and goes from energy gremlin to super sleepy grumpy boy in a second lmao

Like ya know that scene in monster Inc when boo is laughing and clapping and being all happy and then she suddenly falls asleep immediately? Yeah that's how I hc wind to be lmao

He's nap buddies with sky cause sky is always in a mood for a nap lmao I do like to think the third sleepiest link is time, so time is the nap buddy whenever sky isn't available and/or he joins in the nap pile with sky+wind regularly lmao

Like time is old, when you're past 25 having naps again like a kid is kinda necessary ok, he's sleepy too, walking with full on armor must be exhausting man, let the old man sleep !!!!!

[highland-hooves]

David Jacobs absolutely is the sleepiest boy on the planet and he chugs coffee like nobody's business about it.

Meanwhile, Jack Kelly is just in a constant state of insomnia and would sell his left kidney for the ability to get a full 8 hours.