#i'm fucking sleepY

[appleblueberry-pie]

Worshipper yandere Levi Ackerman hcs?

(You just unlocked a whole new demon within me)

You go to sleep and wake up every day unknowing of the man who keeps you close to his heart.

You are the God he praises every day.

You are in his prayers when he eats and before he goes to bed.

He keeps you in his mind through all of his mental hardships and through all of his best moments in his life.

He tries not to stay too lost in thought, knowing he has to keep track of his wellbeing. For if he doesn't he won't be at his mental and physical best when you need him most.

The man he was a few years ago wouldn't recognize who he is now.

He acts almost the exact same on the outside. But his purpose and drive to continue living his life and taking every single breath and step is driven by the thought of you.

And he hates having to face you, because he never feels like he's enough in your presence.

No matter how normal he sounds when greeting you, no matter how many friendly laughs you give him, he's never enough for you to truly notice him.

He'd give up his liver, his kidneys, his lungs, his bladder, his biggest arteries up just to give you more life. He needs you.

Nothing makes sense in his mind when you're around.

And nothing made sense ever since he first met you either.

You need to be in a museum, so when you die, your legacy remains lingering in the town you were born in so people remember what beautiful purpose you brought to the people.

He's drunk on you and you clear his mind like no other drug.

You're his drink of water

You're his tongue that communicates what his mind thinks.

You're his eyelashes protecting his eyes.

You're his skin, the biggest organ continuously dying and reproducing to keep his insides protected, warm and safe.

You're him

You're the planet and stars.

you

[baobeikvn]

you know i'll always go back to them 🍎🍍

[secundus-cinaedus]

it can't be... are the legends true....? it's... early bedtime??

[indigos-shits-and-giggles]

kathy would eat rip up. keyhole kinnie?

Okay I'm gonna be honest I only understand about 50% of what you said /hj

[isolophilian]

Leah Sava Jefferies as Annabeth Chase is so important to representation in the media, not just because black women are undermined for their intelligence simply for being black, but also because how often have you seen neurodivergence represented in a young black girl? most depictions of ADHD in media are usually of white boys. even girls with ADHD is so rare. and here we have Annabeth, the smartest girl in camp, always six steps ahead of everyone else, who also happens to have ADHD and dyslexia. i will never shut up about how important Leah is to this show

[blushes-and-gropes]

I want a cute subby boy to fuck me while I cup his face with my hand and tell him how pretty he looks when he's inside me💞

[teddybeartoji]

toji poking his head under your shirt and nipping at your tummy when you don't want to get up in the morning:(((((

[barghest-land]

20 min sketches from flocking paleostream!! here are cambropachycope, onychodus, xenodens and lyrarapax. very out of my comfort zone, but i loved drawing them :)

[heyimkana]

a little context:

yuuji's VA voices a guy named Haruto in this track. he's dating his childhood friend Souta (you'll notice that he keeps moaning souta's name) and they've been dating behind our back for a while (yes, we're actually involved in the story lol). what's happening here is basically they're having sex in the living room, trying to be as quiet as possible, while we're secretly listening to them doing it from the bedroom 😳

I will post bottom gumi soon 😇

[captainofthetidesbreath]

got a wild-ass tree here into Downfall in RECORD time

[archangeldyke-all]

SIMP SEV WHO FUCKS YOU LIKE HER LIFE DEPENDS ON IT

yeah............ yeah.

men and minors dni

sevika's home. finally. you can hear her kick her boots off by the door, can hear the shuffling of her taking her poncho off and hanging it on the hook. you smile sleepily, curling into yourself further and drifting back to sleep.

you're half awake-half asleep, eyes still closed, brain still off, but consciously tracking the movements of your girlfriend as she wanders around the apartment. you hear the hum of the microwave, the click of a lighter, the heavy sigh of her exhaling after her first hit.

her fork clinks against her plate. the faucet turns on then off. there's a clatter when she puts her dishes in the sink. you manage to pry your eyes open when you hear her sneak into the bedroom. "baby." you say through a smile. sevika smiles sweetly down at you. "you're home."

"hi honey." she says, pressing a kiss to your head. "go back to sleep. i'm gonna shower." you nod, your heavy eyelids shutting as you drift off.

you wake up again when the calming white noise of the shower squeaks to a halt. finally, you think as you roll on your back. you open one eye to watch sevika as she tugs her sleep shirt on, her wet hair clinging to her face, a toothbrush between her lips. she's so pretty. her eyes catch on yours and she rolls her eyes.

"supposed to be asleep." she mumbles around the toothbrush. you giggle.

"missed you though." you say. she melts, quickly running back into the bathroom to spit her toothpaste out and then back out, flicking the light off and jumping into bed. she lands on top of you with a grunt. you laugh.

"missed you too." she says as she wiggles under the covers, planting her face on your tit, her hand coming up to grab the other. you wind your hand around her back, gently tracing patterns over her soft cotton sleep shirt.

she's snoring in seconds, and now, with sevika in bed with you where she should be, you fall into a deep slumber.

"honey." sevika grunts. you groan, flopping your head to the side.

"five more minutes." you mumble.

"no that's not--i need you baby." sevika says. you nod into your pillow.

"y' just put the bread in the toaster and push the lever down. 's not that hard. i believe in you." sevika chuckles beside you, breathy and flabbergasted.

"i'm not-- i know how to work the toaster." that makes you blink an eye open, looking at sevika skeptically. she rolls her eyes. "i burnt the toast one time!" she says. you huff.

"whaddya want?" you ask, sleep slowly receding from your body and mind. you become more aware of your surroundings. it's still pitch black in the bedroom-- still night time. sevika's hovering above you, her body pressed against yours. between your legs, her hips are shifting in tiny little circles. oh. a smile creeps up your face.

"shut up." sevika says, like she can see your knowing smile through the darkness. she can't, she just knows you well enough to know when you're about to tease her. you giggle.

"i didn't even say anything!"

"you were thinking a lot of stupid shit though. i can tell."

"you sure you wanna call me stupid before asking to fuck me?" you ask. she huffs.

"baby--"

"go ahead, honey." you say. she freezes. "take what you need." you whisper, assuring her. she snaps back into action, growling as she descends onto you, her hands clawing at your pajama bottoms, her lips crushing against yours. you gasp against her, and she takes the opportunity to shove her tongue in your mouth. you moan.

"i fuckin'," sevika grunts, "fuckin' missed you today." she says. you hum in sympathy. it was a friday, which is typically your date night, unless silco demands sevika's presence at some dumbass meeting like he did last night. sevika ducks down to suck a hickey in your neck, and you thread your fingers through her hair.

"'s okay baby." you say. she whines against your neck, shaking her head no. "what's wrong?" you ask.

"not okay." she grunts as one of her hands snakes under your shirt to paw at your tits. "missed you." she says. you giggle.

"i'm here now, honey." you say, lifting your hips up to grind against hers. "show me how much you missed me." she growls, sitting up to strip you down.

her hands are fast as she shucks your shirt off your body, faster when she pushes your waistband down your legs. you're naked beneath her in seconds, panting as she strips herself above you. you paw at her, scratching her abs, ribs, thighs. you fondle her tits, giggling when she gasps as you give her nipples a tug. sevika rips her own shirt off, then descends on top of you to kiss you breathless.

one of her hands moves between your thighs, her cold metallic fingers against your cunt making you jump. "sevika!" you gasp. she chuckles, her fingers rumbling to life between your thighs. you shudder. "oh fuck." you moan. sevika hums above you, satisfied to have her hands on you finally. "y-you, oh shit, you coulda had me when you got home." you say between whimpers.

"but you're so cute when you're sleeping. wanted to lay with you for a bit." she mumbles as she notches the vibrations of her fingers up. you gasp. "then i woke up fuckin' soaked from a dream about you." you squeak at her words. "'n i couldn't wait any longer."

"what-- ah! what was the dream about?" you ask as your thighs clench around sevika's hand.

"you." she says. "the way you smell. your skin." between your legs, sevika's fingers start rubbing small circles around your clit, the vibrations notching even higher. you groan. "your lips." she says, bending down to give you a quick peck. "those noises you make." she says. you whimper. "yeah, just like that." she says, a smile in her voice.

"sevika--"

"you close?"

"yeah."

"good." she says, suddenly tugging your legs open and pulling her hand away. you groan.

"why'd you stop?" you ask as sevika shuffles in the dark above you. she chuckles.

"needy much?" she teases. you pout.

"'s your fault!" you protest beneath her as sevika's hands move your legs. one of her legs hitches over your hip, and you melt into the bed beneath you. "oh shit. yes, please." you beg beneath her. she laughs.

"anything for you, baby." she says as she sinks down, her cunt sliding against yours. "fuck." she says. "you're soaked."

"you're soaked." you gasp at the feeling of her, warm and wet and grinding delicious circles against you with her cunt.

"fuck." she grunts above you, her claws clenching into your thigh. "so fuckin' good." she grunts. "i love this pussy. 's perfect." you whimper, your hands flailing out to grope sevika. one lands on her flesh bicep, and you sink your nails into the muscle, making sevika's hips stutter. your free hand finds one of her tits, fondling and tugging, making her whimper. "cut it out." she grunts. "'y gonna make me cum."

"that's a good thing." you tease beneath her. she huffs, smacking your hands away, pinning them above your head. you struggle against her grip, but it's futile.

"i was gonna fuck you nice and slow, but you're just too needy, aren't you baby?" she asks above you, her hips still. you huff. "you need more?" she asks. you nod, sputtering to speak when you realize she can't see you.

"please." you beg.

"please what?"

"please fuck me, sev." you whine. the grip on your wrists tightens, and sevika starts to fuck you.

with each thrust of her hips, a squelching sound rings out into the bedroom. you aren't sure if it's your cunt or sevika's-- or maybe both of yours together. the thought makes you shudder.

above you, sevika's trusting with little 'ah, ah, ah's. sevika's laid out over you, her tit's occasionally brushing against your face, her grip on your leg and wrists painful. against you, sevika's clit bumps yours on every other thrust, both of you gasping each time it does. you reach your head off the pillows, mouthing at sevika's tits, nipping and biting and kissing the flesh above you. she shudders.

"fuckin' quit." she grunts, her hips moving even faster against you. you giggle, sucking her nipple into your mouth to bite it gently. she jumps and whimpers. "shit!" her hips begin pounding against you.

above you, the headboard starts to smack against the wall. you pull away from her tit with a pop, kissing her nipple before laying back against the pillow beneath you.

"you fuck me so good sevika." you groan out. sevika shivers above you. "so good. your cunt feels so good, honey, i-- shit!" you gasp when her fingernails claw into your wrists' fragile skin. "you close?" you gasp out. above you, sevika whines. "awe baby. needed me so bad you woke me up for it? huh? needed my pussy that bad?" you tease. sevika's hips stutter, the rhythm of the headboard's smacking faltering as she tries to collect herself. "'s okay honey." you whisper. "love it when you're desprate for me." you say. "love the way you fuck me." sevika's silent above you, her grunts fading away as she gets closer to her orgasm. "you gonna cum?" you ask.

"y-y-yeah." she stutters.

"love you, sev." you whisper. the words push her over the edge, her thigh twitching against you, a choked sound escaping her mouth above you. beneath her, you grin. "that's it baby." you coo up at her. "there you go." sevika's gasping for air above you as she cums, her hips' thrusts turning into small grinding circles against your cunt.

the moment her shaking subsides, she's releasing her grasp on your wrists and shooting down your body to kiss you filthily. you groan against her mouth as she swipes her tongue against yours, your free hands wrapping around her back to hold her close to you. she hums against your mouth, her lips curling into a smile against yours. "love you too." she whispers against your mouth. you grin. "you didn't cum." she whines. you giggle.

"'s okay. i'm very satisfied. my girlfriend just fucked me so hard she dented the drywall." you tease. she chuckles above you, sitting up to untangle your legs.

"nuh-uh. i'm not done with you yet." she says shooting down to throw your legs over her shoulders. you gasp, your hand coming up to tangle in her hair. "made a mess on your cunt, baby. want me to clean it up for you?" she asks, licking your inner thigh. you giggle.

"yes please." you feel her grin against your skin.

"my pleasure." she grunts as she buries her face between your legs.

your eyes roll back in your head, and your last coherent thought before sevika's tongue starts to work against you is: there goes our saturday morning sleep-in.

[th3-c0ll3ct3r]

HEYYYYYYYYY I'M FAMOUS WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[paaelle]

Since I'm free from school for 4 days I thought it would be good for me to finish this.

I made this for personal ref or smt, I thought they were cute and wanted to share.

[pirpintine]

I was not immune to this vintage chocolate ad... and by golly these elves sure are still in my brain.

inspiration ref under the cut!

[moronic-validity]

I have been up for two hours and all I can think about is texting best friend Gaz like dude, fuckin tired. Can't sleep. Weighted blanket missing. SOS.

(just some thoughts bc I'm tired and not used to being awake before 10. 18+ due to a singular comment, but this is self serving fluff)

And Gaz replies, because he always does when it's you.

Be there soon.

You don't even check your phone when it dings, you know he's already on the way.

You try your hardest to try to get yourself back to sleep, but all the blankets and pillows in your house simply don't have the weight to help you relax enough to sleep.

He parks his car next to yours and lets himself in with the spare key you made him (in case of emergencies), and he kicks off his shoes at the door before making his way back to your bedroom.

You were covered in pillows, blankets, and every vaguely soft item you could find.

He snorted. You flipped him off.

He pushed all the pillows and various other items off of you (why the hell did you have a pair of slippers mixed in with all the pillows) and got comfortable, laying his chest across yours.

You sighed happily, finally comfortable enough to fall asleep. He was heavy, warm, and everything about him radiated safety.

"Need me to tell you a bedtime story too?" His chuckle reverberates against your chest and you nod, making him laugh again.

"Alright so, have I told you about the time I fell out of a helicopter?" You can distantly hear his voice as you drift to sleep, a welcome rest after 18 hours of stress.

You wake up at some point later in the day, Gaz's arm wraped around your waist, holding you close. It's comfortable, familiar.

You nudge him.

"Ky... Lemme up, need t' pee." He grumbles, stubbornly pulling you closer against him.

"Kyle, I'll piss on both of us, lemme up." Your threat means little to him. He's been covered in worse and it would just leave you with a mess to clean up.

You sigh.

"Kyle. I can feel your stiffy against my back, lemme up." His eyes snap open and he lets go of you, holding up his hands in surrender while trying to explain the concept of morning wood.

You wave him off, walking to the bathroom.

Single easiest way to make him wake up.

[earthtooz]

𝟐:𝟎𝟑 𝐀𝐌

fluff, hints at a fight that happened so minimal hurt/comfort, sooo much swearing, ooc rin bc he's so hard to write wtf he has a personality of an apple but i love him <3

it’s 2 am.

it’s 2 am and someone is knocking on your door like a madman.

you were simply trying to catch some shut eye, exhausted from a day of grieving and almost breaking down into tears on several occasions. the accumulation of a shitty day, a stressful deadline, and the massive fight you had with your boyfriend, itoshi rin, two days ago, really committed to keeping your day melancholic at best. sleep was everything you needed right now, both for its regenerative and escapist purposes.

yet again, you really cannot catch a break from the spite of the universe because it is out of rage that you find yourself walking towards your front door; an anger that dissipates when you see who it is on the other side.

1/3 of the reason why your day sucked. your painfully beautiful boyfriend.

the argument you had with rin was left open-ended on whether the relationship should continue or not. to you, it seemed as though both parties were at different opinions, with you wanting to maintain what you had. after two days of not responding to your texts, you suppose that that had been a short way of answering the ambiguity.

willingly, although reluctantly, you open the door, preparing to end something that you were not ready to let go.

he’s sweaty and he’s panting. did he run up the stairs or something, why is he so puffed? how is he so pretty despite that?

“hey,” you begin, feeling small in his presence. rin bores through you with his teal eyes, not saying anything. you cringe at the silence.

“i appreciate the effort but y’know, if you wanted to make our breakup official couldn’t you have done it at a reasonable hour, rin?”

his eyes narrow at that statement, betraying his usually stoic expression with furrowed brows and an agape mouth. confused. he’s confused, but you don’t see any of it because you find the floor more interesting than your boyfriend (?).

with a deep inhale, you just decide to go for it. if he’s not going to declare it, then you will. “look, rin, maybe you’re right, if this relationship is holding you back then maybe it is best we-“

“-the olive theory.”

“excuse me?”

the first words this man utters to you after two days… is the olive theory?

the dark-haired continues. “the olive theory, we’re- we’re supposed to be compatible.”

you are way over your head right now. did you even wake up? is this a dream? why is your, usually all-straight-talk, boyfriend talking to you about the olive theory at 2am, stammering whilst doing so? what kind of hallucination is this?

“rin, what?”

“i like olives, you hate them, we’re meant to work, and i don’t think i can continue on like this.”

you blink once, twice, three times before pointing at him. “you’re telling me that we’re compatible, yet in the same sentence, telling me that we should break up?”

"i didn’t want to break up?”

“but you just said you can’t continue on like this, what else do you mean?” your voice is at a hushed whisper at best, and although you wanted to raise it louder, you fear that your neighbours would not be happy.

“i meant that i can’t continue on without you!”

silence.

“i’ve become so co-dependent on you that i fucking hate it. i can’t fucking function without you, even that fuckhead isagi knows that i’m off and it’s all because of you. it’s only been two fucking days and i’m not landing 60% of my goals, i’m not receiving 20% of my passes correctly, and i keep tripping over myself, you’re ruining me, y/n.”

the flurry of emotions within you triples, and you’re so flabbergasted that no words can escape your mouth. truthfully, you can't think straight, but if you could, the words would fizzle out in your throat before they even saw the light of day.

“if i have to suffer any more of this stupid silence between us then i might kill a bitch. that bitch being the antennae freak.”

even more silence, and rin is practically begging you with his gaze to say something. funnily enough, the next thing you murmur is out of reflex: “don’t say that about shidou.”

he groans. “if i didn’t love you, i would choke you right now.” wow, itoshi rin has a way with words.

the threat causes you to crack a smile. “well, good thing you love me,” you mutter whilst grabbing him by the wrists to pull him inside your apartment. “and it’s a good thing i love you too.”

“well no shit, we’ve been in a relationship for-“

“-shut up and kiss me, you smooth talker.”

the soccer player smirks in amusement before leaning forward, closing the physical and metaphorical space between you, soothing the heartache with gentle touches and a fervent need to love one another.

༊* BONUS:

“why are you here at 2 am? i thought you, of all people, would be fast asleep.”

“tried to, can’t sleep without you- you’re a real pain in my ass, you know that?”

you smile fondly as he hooks an arm around you waist, collapsing into you as a way of saying that he doesn’t mean his rough words. “so i’m just another bedwarmer?” you ask teasingly.

he grumbles a ‘tch’, digging his nose into your nape. “you’re an idiot.”

“thank you, love. speaking of bedwarming, can we go to sleep?” perfectly paired with a yawn, rin looks at you with slight guilt in his eyes before dragging you down the memorised path to your bedroom.

once there, he wastes little time in dragging you into the sanctuary of your bed, and you let out a sigh of content when rin turns off the lights and pulls the covers up. instinctively, your hands retreat to his hair, carding through them.

he’s holding you close, hands resting protectively around your waist.

“we have a lot to talk about in the morning, but did you not get any of my texts?”

“you texted?”

“…yeah?”

“oh yeah, i remember now that i blocked you after our fight.”

you mercilessly smother him with your pillow.