#professional napper

[loki-hargreeves]

[pyaari-naari]

Do not trust me. 🙅🏻‍♀️

I'll text you "Good Morning ☺️" and fall back asleep.

[fulminare-art]

guy falls asleep mid convo ten million dead thousands injured

[rosesandthorns44]

I'm a professional in this field!

ogughg gahgh

ever lost a whole day to intermittent napping?

i just woke up it's 9pm

[livelaughloveluffy]

naps - roronoa zoro

a/n: i've been struggling a bit recently and have been more sad than usual, so i for sure needed this fic 😭😭😭 if i start posting less, its because its lowkey hard to just get out of bed atm, let alone do all the adult shit i have to do 💀 but i promise a luffy version will get posted eventually 😭😭

nothing but fluff here 💗

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-this man loves a nap. professional napper fr. you can barely let out the words "do you want to-" and he's already throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to his bed for a nap 😭😭😭 he's never not eager to take a nap. zoro is also the only guy to ask you if you'd want to nap with him.

-zoro smells surprisingly good; there's a faint hint of sweat and iron from his constant workouts, but he also smells like a smoky vanilla.. its truly addicting and so comforting.

-his muscles are so comforting, he'll hold onto you tightly; as if he's scared you'll disappear; one arm wrapped around your waist pulling you close to him, your head on his big broad chest, nose touching his bicep, his other arm is draped over your shoulder, with his hand on the side of your head, softly playing with your hair.... the safest place in the world is in the quiet swordsman's arms

-he's soooo warm, this man is basically a human teddy bear. he'll never admit how much he loves cuddling, but don't doubt for a second that when you two are curled up next to each other that he isn't in the happiest place on earth.

-he's not much of a talker.... to your knowledge... but little do you know, once you fall asleep, zoro will be whispering in your ear about how much he loves you, how lucky he is to have you, and many many other sentiments. he'll die before he ever admits it to you though 😭

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a/n: can you tell i have a soft spot for gushy zoro 😭😭😭😭 he's a gentle giant fr 😭😭

a/n: enjoyed this fic? here's my masterlist!!

[the-shy-wolf]

Professional napper

[tojisteddy]

blackcat!reader

now playing: west coast by lana del rey.

isn’t actually a princess but if meanie!simon says so (when she’s good) then that’s exactly what she is. Loves being Simon’s pretty little doll, wearing whatever Simon’s planned out from baggy jeans, oversized shirts, and bomber jackets to tightly fitted dresses or flowy skirts, rectangular glasses, heels and fur hats— you name it. Always looks good in it. Always taking pictures to post on her blog, whether it be of the dogs & cats she professionally grooms to blurry Mac photos of herself that always go viral. avid reader (least one book a month) chronic napper, always wakes up in Simon’s lap or in his arms. a handful of tattoos, ear piercings galore.

Adores being praised, loves attention (specially Simons) but never too greedy. Calls Simon ‘daddy’ or ‘pa’ causally, lip liner is a must, always takes care of her nails (painting them herself or getting a manicure). In charge of the houses scrapbooking— taking pictures that only close family will ever see since Simon’s face is just for her to see. Something in the house missing? Keys? Shoes? She knows where it is, give her a second. Natural home body but doesn’t mind going out. Social battery draining can lead to an outburst (wether it be tears or anger) new hairstyle everyday, someone’s gotta maintain that curly hair. quick to go smoke a joint when she’s annoyed, attitude gets worse since she can’t smoke in the house.

listening to some kaytranada, sabrina claudio, amy winehouse, lana del rey, aaliyah, rihanna or some jazz.

[ivaalo]

@fidelio316

[azus-reyan]

Punctuation marks (? , ! .), with fun facts. 

The comma ( , )

✅ Serial comma: Ted played with Jack, Jason, and his dog Max.

✅ Bracketing comma: A tortoise named Jonathan, the oldest living land animal, is aged 192 years. Or: Jonathan, aged 192 years old, is the oldest living land animal.

✅ Joining comma: The Eiffel Tower was originally made for Barcelona, but was built in Paris.

✅ Introductory comma: With 116 lanes, the largest bowling alley in the world is in Japan.

Period or the full stop ( . )

✅ The longest English word has 45 letters.

✅ Abbreviations: Dr. William Macewen was the first doctor to successfully remove a brain tumor.

✅ Initials: The first satellite launched by N.A.S.A was called Explorer One.

✅ Decimals: The value of Pie is 3.14.

Question mark ( ? )

✅ Did you know that honey never spoils?

Did you know that octopuses have three hearts?

Exclamation point ( ! )

✅ Bananas are berries but strawberries aren’t!

A shrimp’s heart is in its head!

Semi color ( ; )

✅ Koalas sleep up to 22 hours a day; they’re basically professional nappers.

Cows have best friends; they get stressed when separated.

Colon ( : )

✅ List: The world is full of fun facts: Flamingos aren’t born pink, your ears and nose never stop growing, and Russia has eleven time zones!

✅ Elaboration: The shortest war was between Britain and Zanzibar: it lasted 38 minutes. 

✅ Quotation: He said: “Saturn’s rings can tell us how the solar system was born.” 

Em dash ( — )

✅ Interruption: The Great Wall of China—spanning over 13,000 miles—was originally built to protect against invasions.

✅ Additional information: The giraffe—the tallest land animal—can grow up to 18 feet tall.

En dash ( – )

✅ Range indication: The day–night cycle influences all living creatures.

✅ Connection of related items: The land–sea balance affects the planet’s climate.

Hyphen ( - )

✅ Joining parts of words: The ice-cream cone is enjoyed all around the world.

✅ Dividing a word by the end of a line: In the past, hyphens were used at the end of lines to split long words, helping maintain neat a-nd consistent text layouts in printed books and newspapers.

Parenthesis ( )

✅ Clarifying a point: The cheetah is the fastest land animal (it can reach 60 miles per hour).

✅ Minor thoughts: The Amazon rainforest produces 20% of the world's oxygen (it's called the lungs of the Earth).

Brackets ( [ ] )

✅ The giant panda's diet consists mostly of bamboo [despite being a carnivore]

Apostrophe ( ‘ )

✅ Showing possession: Shakespeare's plays are still performed all over the world.

✅ Forming contractions: “Can't” is one of the most common contractions in the English language.

 Quotation marks ( “ “ ) 

✅ Indication of speech: Albert Einstein once said, "Imagination is more important than knowledge."

✅ Highlighting words or phrases: “A Temporary Matter” is the first short story in ‘Interpreter of Maladies’.

Ellipses ( … )

✅ Omission: In the famous phrase "To be or not to be... that is the question," the ellipsis is used to omit part of the original quote.

Pausing or trailing off: People often say, "I saw something strange... but I can't explain it," pausing to build suspense.

Slash ( / )

✅ Indication of alternatives: Some people are team dog/cat when it comes to pets, but did you know that people who own both often live longer?

✅ Separation of lines of poetry: In "Bohemian Rhapsody," the lyrics "Is this the real life? / Is this just fantasy?" slashes are used instead of "or", to separate lines.

[dreamescapeswriting]

Got Your Back ~ Skz

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅WORD COUNT: 2.4k

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅PAIRING: Stray kids x reader 

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅GENRE: Established relationships, friends, platonic, cute, fluffy, chan being comforting, boys trying to help out, non idol au,

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - October 2024

‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅MASTERLIST

You sit at the dining table, staring blankly at your laptop. The congratulatory messages about your MBA graduation had rolled in, but instead of the sense of accomplishment you expected, there’s only confusion and uncertainty. The question that haunted you: What now?

No one had told you what you were supposed to do now, fully out of education and thrown into the world where you had no idea how anything even operated.

Across from you, Seungmin leans over, trying to peek at your screen. You'd been crashing at their apartment for the time being while you figured out your next move. All of them were happy to have you around, and they had the spare rooms so they hadn't minded you being there at all.

"Still searching for jobs?" he asks casually, his voice light but not helping much. You glanced away from the screen for a second and met his brown eyes that were already sinking into yours,

"Yeah... just trying to figure things out," you murmur, sighing. You've been at this for hours, scouring job boards, but nothing seems to fit. The weight of expectations, both from others and yourself presses down on you. You wanted to do something with the degree, but everything you'd applied for was shooting you down due to lack of 'experience' but how were you supposed to get experience if no one was willing to hire you in the first place?

Jisung slouches on the couch, his playful grin is evident as he waves his phone in your direction.''

"You could always just be a professional napper. I heard there’s demand for that!" His attempt at lightening the mood only adds to your frustration. You knew he was just trying to make you laugh, they all were but somehow they only seemed to make you feel worse about everything.

You didn't want to spend the next few months freeloading off them and mooching your days away on their sofa,

"I wish it were that easy..." You try to smile, but it doesn't reach your eyes. You stared back at the screen, looking through the emails of rejections you'd gotten for the last week and it was making you want to slam your head in the laptop and never look at it again.

Jeongin comes up behind you, giving your shoulder a little squeeze. He could sense that everything was starting to pile up on top of you, they'd been trying to get you to take a couple days to yourself but nothing was working yet.

"Hey, you’ll figure it out. You're literally the smartest person I know!" His words, while kind, don’t quite soothe the gnawing anxiety building up inside you. Felix plops next to you, laying his head on your arm with his deep voice chiming in,

"You’ve got so much time. Why not take a break for a bit and bake with me? Sometimes, stepping away helps...Besides you JUST graduated...you deserve some time off to relax," Though his offer sounds comforting, it doesn’t seem like the solution you need right now. You can feel the boys' efforts to help, but somehow, it all falls short. The uncertainty continues to swirl in your mind, the questions you knew you'd face if you didn't go straight into a job.

"How about we all get food and come back with a fresh set of eyes later?" Chan suggested as he watched you from the doorway. If anyone could get you to do something it would be him and you bit down on your lip,

"it'll be here when you get back, food is essential in life." He told you, and you could tell by the stern look on his face that he wasn't going to drop this easily.

"Fine. One meal." You mumbled as the others practically raced to the door to go and get their stuff ready. Chan watched as you reluctantly shut the laptop screen and got up, making your way over to him.

"I'll help you in any way I can, you know that," Chan whispered as he wrapped his arms around your shoulder and led you toward the others.

"But-"

"Staring at a screen for 24 hours a day isn't going to change anything. You need relaxation, you need a fresh space." He said while cutting you off. He couldn't stand the thought of you sitting there for HOURS on end torturing yourself over not being able to get anything you were applying for. You needed some time away.

It was late, far too late for you to still be awake, but here you were, sitting at the kitchen table once again with a cup of coffee long gone cold. The screen in front of you is blurred from hours of scrolling through job listings. Each click led to more pressure, another wave of doubt. The meal you'd gone out for earlier felt like it had been days ago but it had only been six hours, while it had been nice to get out it did nothing to calm you.

You'd spent the whole dinner pretending to listen to the guys as they spoke but you were agonising in your own mind about what you were supposed to do next.

“Still at it?” Chan’s voice cut through the quiet hum of your laptop. You hadn’t even noticed him walking in. You glance over your shoulder, feeling guilty that you'd been caught when you'd promised him you would leave it for the night. But Chan had known all too well you weren't just going to drop it.

"Yeah, I just—there’s so much to do, and I feel like I’m falling behind." You admitted and for the first time in a long time, it finally felt good to say it out loud. You hadn't wanted to tell the others but it was true. A part of you felt as though you were going to end up failing and never using the degree you'd worked hard for over the last few years.

Chan shakes his head gently, coming over to sit beside you on one of the chairs, his gaze lingers on the clock on the kitchen wall.

"It’s 2 a.m. You should be resting." You could hear the playful scolding coming from him but you shook your head,

"I can’t," you mutter, rubbing your temples. Everything felt as though it was too much right now, like there was a growing pressure pinning you down and if you didn't find something soon you were going to be crushed beneath it all.

"What if I don’t find something soon? What if I wasted all this time for nothing?" The stress in your voice is evident, your anxiety bubbling to the surface. Chan reaches out, softly closing your laptop before you can protest, he slides it off the table and puts it on the chair beside him.

“You’re going to burn yourself out if you keep pushing like this.” Something you'd told him countless times when he was working himself into the ground, but just because you gave him advice didn't mean you had to take it,

“I don’t have time to relax, Chan. I need to figure this out,” you say, your voice a bit sharper than you intended, but he doesn’t flinch, he just watches you with a weak smile on his lips.

"You do have time," he replies calmly. "You just graduated, and no one expects you to have everything sorted right away. It’s okay to take a break." He tugs you gently, guiding you away from the table and forces you to walk into the living room where he dropped you on the sofa beside him.

"I just... I don’t want to fail," you admit quietly, the vulnerability of your words surprising even yourself. You laid your head on his shoulder as he ran his hands up and down your arm softly.

"You won’t fail. But if you keep going like this, you’ll wear yourself out. Then you really won’t be able to move forward." You sigh, feeling the tension in your body refusing to leave.

"I don’t know how to stop thinking about it."

“Then let me help you stop.” His voice is soft, but there’s a firmness in his tone. He reaches out, grabbing one of your hands and gently squeezing, he would do anything to help you shut off for a while.

"For tonight, just... be here. No more job searching, no more stressing. Just relax with me." You don’t answer immediately, your mind still racing with the thoughts of what needs to be done, but his thumb gently strokes the back of your hand, grounding you in the present.

Chan shifts, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. The soft flicker of a random show fills the room, casting a warm glow around you both. He pulls you closer, and before you know it, your head is resting on his shoulder. His steady presence has an almost immediate calming effect, the weight of the world slowly lifting off your shoulders.

"You’re not alone in this, okay?" Chan murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "I’ll help you figure everything out. You have more time than you think." You sniffled a little as you listened to him, taking his words in and nodding your head.

Your shoulders slump as you sighed a little and finally admit everything you'd been holding back,

"I just... I feel stuck. I worked so hard for this degree, but now I don’t even know what I want to do next." Chan’s gaze softens as he listens carefully. He lets you speak about your worries, your fears, and the pressure you're feeling.

“I get it,” he says after a pause. “It’s a tough transition. But you don’t have to figure it all out in one go. Maybe you can start with small steps.” You blink, looking over at him, the TV long forgotten as you stare at him.

“Small steps?” Chan nods.

“Yeah. I know it’s overwhelming when you think about everything at once but maybe focus on just one thing that excites you. We can start there.” You nod at him about to talk when he shakes his head at you.

"But I order for the next couple of days you're to relax...take time...okay?" He squeezed you closer to him as you settled back into the comfort of his arms and the TV.

It had been a few weeks since your graduation, and though you tried to relax, the pressure to figure out your next step weighed heavily on you. Chan had been your rock during this time, always knowing when to pull you away from your laptop, forcing you to take breaks and reminding you that you didn’t need to have everything figured out just yet.

But one night, after another long day of scrolling through endless job postings, you felt like you were back at square one. You sighed, leaning back against the couch, the glow of your screen casting shadows on your tired face.

Chan noticed. He always did. He came over, sitting beside you and peeking at your screen.

"Still nothing?" he asked softly, staring at the email you'd gotten that had once again rejected you.

"Nothing that feels right," you admitted, rubbing your eyes. You were starting to get a tension headache and all you wanted to do was cry.

"It’s like I’m going in circles. I don’t even know what I’m looking for anymore." Chan leaned back, his fingers drumming lightly on his knee as he thought for a moment.

"You know… I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something," he began, glancing over at you. "I’ve got a friend—well, more like a connection in the industry. They’re looking for someone with your exact qualifications." You stared at him and blinked. Chan worked in the music industry and you'd never really thought about asking him for help until now.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "It’s not one of those big corporate jobs, but it’s a start. You’d be working in a creative environment, helping manage some marketing campaigns and operations. I think you’d be great at it." The idea sparked something in you—interest, hope.

"Do you think they’d want to talk to me?" Chan chuckled, nodding.

"I might have already sent them your info. They were interested as soon as I mentioned your MBA." You gaped at him, caught between surprise and gratitude.

"Wait, you already told them about me? Chan, why didn’t you say anything?"

"I wanted to wait until you were ready," he said, his voice gentle. "I know you've been feeling a lot of pressure, and I didn’t want to overwhelm you. But I think this could be a really good opportunity for you." You felt a surge of emotions—relief, excitement, and most of all, gratitude for how thoughtful and supportive he had been during this whole process. Tears were starting to build up inside of your eyes and you whined a litt;e.

"Are you serious? I—I don’t even know what to say," you stammered, feeling a warmth spread through you. Chan grinned, nudging you lightly with his shoulder.

"Just say you’ll think about it. There’s no rush. But I think it could be the right step for you, and I’m always here to help if you need anything along the way." You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face, your heart feeling lighter than it had in weeks. For the first time, something felt right.

"I’ll think about it," you promised, your voice soft but hopeful.

A few days later, you found yourself on a call with Chan’s contact. The conversation went well—better than you had expected—and when you hung up, you immediately messaged Chan.

I got the interview! They want me to start next week if everything goes well!

His reply came almost instantly: I knew you’d be perfect for it. You’ve got this!

Sitting there, staring at the screen, you realized how much Chan had helped you—not just by finding the opportunity but by being the constant support you needed through all the uncertainty.

Later that night, you sat beside Chan again, feeling more at peace than you had in weeks. The two of you were watching a TV show together that had become your way to relax during times of stress and now it was the routine you shared.

"You really saved me, you know that?" you said quietly. He shook his head, giving you that soft, reassuring smile.

"Nah, you did all the hard work. I just gave you a little nudge." He winks at you and you smile, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"Well, thank you. For everything." Chan wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close.

"Anytime. You know I’ve got your back."

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[cherryskieszz]

Professional yapper? More like professional napper am I right

[pineconepie]

Hii

How would the yanderes handle a reader who naps at least once a day and more if they're allowed

As someone who takes several naps a day, I'm glad to see another professional napper here haha.

Octavian would love to join in naps, especially because it lets him get in some cuddles and spend extra time with you. He is a fellow nap enjoyer.

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Vincent doesn't mind, but he does think its very cute if he finds you napping randomly throughout the house. He'll even give you snuggles while doing paperwork/sending out emails, letting you nap beside him.

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Indigo would want you to take your naps beside him on the nest. He actually expects you to take naps, because it is common practice for merpeople to take a couple per day. He gets antsy if you don't, thinking you'll feel tired or sluggish throughout the day.

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Magnus is worried that it's a health-related issue and you might be sick. Or that perhaps the meals he gives you aren't enough, hence why you need to nap daily. Once he gets used to it and understands why, he'll make sure the nest is extra comfy for you.

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Seradiel views your napping as similar to a toddler who's tuckered themselves out from playing. He finds it adorable and will make sure you've got a blanket wrapped around you while you catch some Z's.

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Warren would use this as a good method to gaslight you further ("See, you're sick, honey! No normal person sleeps this many times throughout the day"). He'll let you nap in his office while he also does paperwork.

[sleepimali]

Library of the Forgotten

CW: death mention in lore, so I'm linking it instead this time 💛

It explores what one aspect of death care could look like in a fantasy world (more specifically in my comic universe)

These are also available as a print + sticker set on my Patreon (same link) until the end of the month in the Professional Napper and Big Sleepy tiers if you want to support me and my work 💛

[brinkworth]

Remus Lupin headcanons for my favourite Pisces' birthday

Extremely guarded and uncomfortable showing emotion despite being compassionate, intuitive, sympathetic, and kind at his core

Never fully trusts anyone

Careful with his words and chooses what he says carefully, both to show love to people he cares about and to subtly tear into his enemies. Where Sirius' insults are like a dagger to the throat, Remus' are like a sweet tasting poison.

Studies the hardest of the marauders. Partially because he worries about his grades and getting a job after school, partially because he's always falling asleep in class.

Professional napper

Covers his mouth with his hand when he laughs

He is always trying to look his best, but always looks a bit dishevelled. He'll put on his best jumper, only to realize it has a hole after he's left the dorm.

He takes care of his things and wears them or uses them until they're falling apart.

Gets a crush easily when someone shows him attention but would never, ever, do anything about it and never thinks the feeling is reciprocated

Relies a lot on intuition

Drawn to hobbies that are a form of escapism from reality, like reading, watching tv/movies, or art

Prone to vivid dreams and nightmares when he'd anxious

Likes being alone

Hates crowds but attends all quidditch matches just for James

Doesn't drink often because he doesn't like the loss of control and when he does, he gets very flirty or sad or gets into an argument, then is very embarrassed the next day and assumes everyone hates him.

[cringecorekitty]

i'm a professional cat napper. sometimes i can cat nap for eight to ten hours

[fynnthefeline]

Hey there, fabulous fur-friends! 🐾

Well, furriends, it's that time again… Mooonday is here, and guess who’s feeling *reeaally* excited about it? 😹

Here I am, just lounging under this tiny human's folding table, trying to start the day, and… *YAAAWN*… Oops, did I just yell 'Mooonday' instead? I mean, can you blame me? Mondays require a little extra effort to get started, even for a professional cat-napper like me. 💭

I gave it a good try—seriously, look at me, eyes closed, all zen. 🧘‍♂️ But nope, not feeling it just yet. Then, I figured a little smirk might help, you know, to charm my way out of this Monday slump. 😉 But, honestly, furriends, my last resort? A good ol' tongue-out moment. That's my 'I give up, it’s still Mooonday' face. 😝

So, here's the deal—I'll power through this, but you know I’ll be back to napping under this cozy spot in no time. Wishing you all a little extra energy to get through the day… or maybe just join me for some couch time. 😴✨

Fynn 🐾 #FynnsTales