#i should be asleep but here I am

[xiao-come-home]

Thinking about Ayato being so sleepy and clingy in the morning...

You’re minding your business in the kitchen, yawning into your hand gently and waiting for the water to boil; despite being well aware that Ayato’s staff can easily bring food or drinks to your bedroom, it’s nice to relish in mundane tasks from time to time.

Ayato’s steps are silent, or perhaps, you’re still too sleepy to fully pay attention to what’s happening around you; he wraps his arms around your waist from behind tightly, rubbing his cheek ever so slightly against yours. With his eyes still closed, his lips brush against your cheek, only to place a sweet, delicate kiss; he chuckles in satisfaction, lazy smile taking over his mouth.

Ayato’s warmth makes you sleepy yet again.

That is, until his head finds its way in your neck, nuzzling into you - his sky blue hair tickles your skin softly, his breathing is so, so tender, yet it awakens your goosebumps - Ayato lips trail a line staring at your neck, all the way down to your shoulder, where he places another kiss.

He doesn’t say anything - yet, he has to fully wake up first. It’s no secret Ayato’s not a morning person, but there are mornings where he awakens feeling needy over your affection.

His favorite yukata is almost falling off of his shoulder, but he doesn’t care. His hair is messy and he’ll pester you to brush it later, but he doesn’t care right now. He relishes in the calmness, sun rays making its way into the kitchen, he relishes in having you by your side yet another day. That’s where he wants to be.

When the smell of coffee reaches Ayato’s nose, he whines into your shoulder. That’s also when you finally turn your head to look at his face, causing him to raise his head and open his periwinkle eyes.

He blinks a couple of times before looking into your eyes, “Good morning, beloved.” Ayato says, his morning voice still heavy. Though, he doesn’t wait for your answer - he leans in for his morning kiss, cupping your cheeks.

[summ3rhead]

Don’t want to out myself as someone who is Addicted To Life ™️ but I just finished Seabiscuits new avatrice fic and I just have to say, god it feels good to see someone’s love for life on screen and then seeing other people pick up on that, understand it, and create something so beautiful out of it. FOR FREE. Out of LOVE AND ENJOYMENT. I’m an ardent believer that when you love something, one of the most immediate lines of communication in processing that love is… well… communicating it, sharing it, telling people about it. Even what I’m doing now by writing this is sharing my love! Telling people about what makes me happy! One of my favourite films has a quote that goes ‘I want them to ask questions. I’m proud of you. I want to show the world how much I love you’ it’s love for people and media and literature. It’s love of anything. It doesn’t matter, so long as we get it out of ourselves and Tell It. It keeps me going and it’s worth cultivating- love, that is. Anyway go read the fic it is incredible. And thanks for reading this little spew. Would love to know thoughts and feelings in the comments and tags. It makes my day :)

[dove-da-birb]

face plants into your inbox

Oh dear, please don’t get a concussion

[gwiazdowe]

if the force is so clouded during / right before clone war there is a whole generation of jedi that never gets to experience what complete clearness of the force feels like and then they die

[minty-sweet-art]

Venting out my frustration with a 3d model I’m trying to use as reference.

Please for all things in the world just let me move the upper leg model!!! im trying so hard to press the blue dot please come on!! No I don’t want to move the whole body I’m just trying to bend the leg ahhhhh!!! Please stop making me press the middle yellow dot!!!!

[alittlebitofloveliness]

"I stretched out and used Johnny's legs for a pillow. Curling up, I was thankful for Dally's jacket. It was too big, but it was warm. Not even the rattling of the train could keep me awake, and I went to sleep in a hoodlum's jacket, with a gun lying next to my hand." -The Outsiders

Something about this little scene gets me every time because it's such a perfect symbolic representation of a) Pony as a character and b) Pony's place in the gang and it's written as this tiny little 'inconsequential' scene that almost looks out of place on the page but in reality this perfectly shows Ponyboy's youth and innocence (the childlike action of curling up, this visual of lying on someone and also the oversized clothes) while alos hammering home the danger and gravity of the situation (the gun next to his hand, symbolically there for him to take whenever but he never does) while ALSO showcasing the multiple layers of protection from the gang in that Johnny is not only offering him physical comfort he is also staying awake to literally watch over him and Pony is swathed in Dally's oversize jacket which is a shield to him, and later saves him in the fire in the church, further driving home the symbolism of the jacket as a physical representation of Dally's protectiveness over Ponyboy- which of course makes it worse when the destruction of the jacket in the fire is also indicative of the change of Dallas' mental state and the inability for him to protect Ponyboy once Johnny is in peril and eventually dies.

[unriding]

me n moze say good morning to the world !!! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

art by @rabbbitseason of course <3

[makimaki-chan]

IM YELLING

[attroxx]

𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘. he really must be tired. naruto knows how it feels. a lot of naruto's nightmares were the same. piles of bodies, flashes of his friends, injured, hurt. the war had ruined any peaceful sleep he'd gotten before it. even their battle . . . naruto had dreams about it too. but he never told sasuke. they often times ended with one or both of them dead. sasuke deciding to kill naruto and leaving to carry out his plans. but those nightmares were painful, so painful he often had to hide in the bathroom just to hide his sobs. did sasuke ever hear him ? probably.

blue eyes scan sasuke, making sure he's okay. he seems less shaky as he drinks his tea. but the other hadn't looked at him since he'd come out here. naruto lets his boyfriend finish his drink before taking the cup, washing it out before taking sasuke by the hand to drag him back to bed. even if he couldn't sleep . . . he'd stay up with him. once in the dark room he pulls back and blankets and slides into bed, patting the spot beside him.

❛ c'mon. ❜ once sasuke is at his side he covers them both, pressing his face into sasuke side. naruto worried, a lot. mostly about sasuke, especially on nights like this. more than anything he wanted the other to be okay. to get good sleep, to eat well. it's what he deserves. sasuke tells him not to worry but . . . he does anyway. and he always would. tugging the blanket closer he hums. tomorrow he'd make miso soup with tomatoes . . . one of sasuke's favorites.

𝐓𝐡𝐞  𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩  𝐨𝐟  𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬  around  him  seems  to  tighten  and  somehow  that  brings  him  more  comfort  (  it's  grounding  him  and  it's  so  welcomed  ).  They've  come  a  long  way  when  it  comes  to  letting  one  another  see  each  other  after  having  a  nightmare.  Sasuke  remembers  the  first  time  he  had  a  nightmare  while  staying  with  Naruto,  he  got  very  defensive  and  refused  to  let  himself  be  seen  as  weak.  Now,  he  doesn't  even  try  and  say  he  didn't  have  a  nightmare,  he  knows  he's  so  obvious  and  just  lets  all  his  actions  and  reactions  be  out  in  the  open  instead  of  pushing  the  blonde  away  and  being  defensive.  He  only  trusts  Naruto  with  these  things,  nobody  else  would  ever  be  allowed  to  see  him  vulnerable  and  frazzled  like  this.

❝  I'm  sorry  anyways.  Even  if  you  say  I  shouldn't  be.  ❞  He  doesn't  even  swat  at  the  hand  that  dares  to  pinch  his  cheek,  he's  too  drained  to.  Nightmares,  they  seem  to  sap  him  of  any  energy  he  can  hope  to  have.  Naruto  moves  away  to  let  him  finish  making  tea  and  all  Sasuke  wants  to  do  is  gravitate  back  towards  the  warmth  that  Naruto  brings  instead  but,  he  doesn't.  Tea  helps,  it  always  helped.  Naruto  helping  makes  the  process  move  along  smoother  and  quicker. 

Hand  reaches  for  cup  being  held  out  to  him,  though  his  visible  dark  eye  and  rinnegan  that  peeks  out  from  messy  bedhead  stares  at  the  smile  that  the  blonde  gives  him  for  a  long  moment  before  he  takes  careful  sips  of  hot  tea.  ❝  Straight  back  to  bed,  yeah.  ❞  He  has  to  hope  sleep  will  find  him  easily,  the  tea  was  good  for  nerves  but  it  didn't  always  help  him  get  back  to  sleep  but  he  wouldn't  trouble  Naruto  with  that.  He'd  stare  at  the  ceiling  or  the  wall  until  sleep  pulled  him  under  again.  He  takes  a  few  more  sips  from  tea  and  feels  a  little  bit  more  like  himself,  a  little  less  shaky  and  panicked.  Tea  and  Naruto,  they  always  help. 

[koipalm]

resident evils.... snoozing

[whoblewboobear]

Editing them together real quick so they have a couple’s portrait like Jawbone & Sandra Lynn 💖🤧

[mellotronmkll]

I am always thinking of this bit where it takes them almost 2 full minutes to successfully start playing the song

[cosmicwhoresimpingismyliving]

Imagine if the farmer & Shane got super wasted one night & they both ended up heavily making out, the farmer straddling Shane, both starting to dry hump each other. Getting lost in each other's desire to please one another French kissing, deep tongue kissing. They both take turns sucking on each others tongue…only forgetting that they are at the Stardrop Salon, it falls eerily quiet as the whole town has to suffer not only the sight of the pair of them getting way into dirty talking & other things but having to hear their moans & groans as well. Poor Gus has to be the one to break it up by clearing his throat loudly & telling you both that you can do that but you have to take it elsewhere. The two wasted lovebirds break away seeing they’ve scarred the whole town with their actions. Both Shane and the Farmer take some time helping each other drunkenly walk out of the Stardrop Salon laughing at each other, slightly embarrassed by what they just did in-front of the entire town. They aren’t sure how they are gonna show their faces or look at the town folk the same way again. However, that’s for the sober farmer & sober Shane to deal with.

[wildsaltair]

how DARE he if he’s not going to blow my back out immediately after

[sunsunmi]

It's been a hot minute since I drew him and I was already missing this wet dog </3 My (absolutely not) emo baby, Dominic from Crown Of Flames And Ashes by @coeluvr ! I always like to imagine that in his free time he just like, lies down somewhere in his bedroom and looks at the ceiling for hours. idk, I would too if I were him 😭