#sleep aid audio

[brewinghorror]

Which one is your guy's favorite sleep aid? Not fav character wise but like the audio specifically.

I've said it a 100 times but Regulus story about the horizon is amazing and puts me to sleep before I get to the part where the Gods get put away and bring down the sky

[mr-laveau]

🔎 Audio Announcement 🔍

Eyo NeXus players!

A new vid is going up in a few for the next episode of NeXus! Ready to take a break with Alonzo's new sleep aid? Then come and take a listen

[sams-darlin]

darlin having a nightmare about quinn for the first time in years, filled with flashbacks and cruel words and feeling his hands on their body again.

darlin waking up in a cold sweat, panting and unable to tell flashback from real life. rushing off to the bathroom as quietly as possible as not to disturb sam with their oncoming panic attack.

darlin struggling to walk straight from the dizziness and closing the bathroom door without locking it, keeping a barrier between them and sam but letting him in easily if they needed him. if? they do. they do need him. but they won’t admit to it. they’ve never needed anyone why should that change now? maybe they should’ve locked the door.

darlin curling up on the bathroom floor and letting the panic attack set in, wondering how this could still be affecting them. they’ve moved on, or at least they thought they had, he was out of their life they could finally breathe he wasn’t looming over them every day so why, WHY was this happening now???

sam waking up from the feeling of his mates panic and the lack of feeling them next to him, hearing nothing but their rapid breathing and pounding heart as he got out of bed looking for them.

sam locating them in the bathroom and knocking, asking if everything’s okay but opening the door when he doesn’t get an answer. them curling up in fear, their blurred vision and flashbacks causing them to not see sam standing over them, but quinn.

sam rushing to sit by their side, careful as not to touch them while they’re scared, while repeating “it’s me, it’s me, its sam. i’m here baby what’s wrong?” darlins eyes widening as they try to focus on who’s really there, and them pulling his arm to them as they recognize it’s him.

sam swallowing them up in his arms, cradling them and squeezing them tight to ground them, rocking them back and forth saying “breathe, breathe darlin it’s okay, it’s okay i’ve got you now. you’re safe now i promise. i’m right here.”

darlin sobbing into his neck, seeking the comfort as they try to calm down, apologizing over and over saying they thought the nightmares were gone they though that he was gone. he reminds them that they don’t need to apologize for still being impacted by trauma they endured and that healing from it is never linear.

its like as he said, they’re safe now, he’s got them.

he’ll always be there to catch them, no matter how hard the fall.

[fanficlibrary82]

Pseudo Parents

Word Count: 1,571

Warnings: Other than the fact that I wrote this in 3 hours, none

AN: I've never written for the X-Men before, so feedback is more than welcome!!!

Professor Xavier had called you and Logan in for a special trip to recruit a new young mutant he had located in the middle of Nebraska. “After observing the young man's home life, I think it's best if you two travel to him specifically. I've been mentally nudging his parents towards a “boarding school” but I need a friendly face to make that final push.” He smiled kindly at the both of you, and even though Logan's eyes had fluttered closed with a soft huff, you could've sworn there was the hint of a smile in return.  

The first suggestion was to fly, since it was halfway across the country, but you saw the way Logan tensed and jumped in. 

“What if we drove instead, professor? It'd take us a bit longer, but it would give you more time to relax the parents and warm the boy to the idea of leaving home.”

Logan had silently nudged your knee in thanks. You gently bumped his shoulder with yours, placed your hand on his wrist, and ran your thumb across his skin. 

Professor X watched you both with a soft look in his eyes. Your relationship wasn't a secret, and you were both so fond of each other that Charles knew he had to select you two in particular. His family will feel better knowing that these two can act as pseudo parents in their stead, if only for the ride here.

“Very well, a drive it is. I'll arrange a car and find a few places along the way for you to rest. You're to leave at first light tomorrow morning.” 

You thanked the professor and stood. Logan turned his wrist to give your hand a squeeze as you left the office.

“Thanks,” he muttered.

“Always,” you replied, squeezing his hand back. 

X

The drive had been perfectly fine so far; decent weather, you had been put in charge of music while riding shotgun, and Logan had even been making jokes. But once you crossed over into Iowa, night had fallen and had brought a wicked storm with it. While you hadn't managed to convince him to let you drive so far, (“You know I'm no good talkin’ to people. I drive, you convince.”) seeing the turn off for a local motel, you wouldn't take no for an answer. 

“You've been driving for 15 hours, Logan.”

“And? Just means we've only got…” he glanced at the GPS. “6 left. We can sleep when we get there and pick up the kid in the morning.”

You sighed, ready to fire a response back, but the bolt of lightning streaking across the sky made your eyes widen.

“Come on, Lo, this weather is-”

A loud crack of thunder cut you off, making you jump and reach for his hand. 

He took it, deftly bringing your knuckles to his lips before he changed lanes. 

“Shittier than expected?” He raised an eyebrow and glanced your way. He knew a bad storm is what made you realize your powers. Knew the memories it brought back. 

He pulled into the parking lot and gave your hand a squeeze. “You comin’ in or wanna wait here?” Before you could answer, another crack of thunder made you jump and squeeze his hand tighter.

“Group effort it is,” he nodded, giving the back of your hand one last kiss before letting go and grabbing your bags out of the back.

You ran to the lobby, Logan not far behind, managing to only get soaked instead of drenched. The clerk looked up from behind the desk, clearly not expecting anyone. 

“Oh, hi, uh…can I help you?” He flipped his phone face down on the counter and gave an honestly half decent attempt at looking interested. 

“Yeah, we just need a room for the night,” Logan replied, keeping a tight grip on your hand. He was cautious in the best of circumstances, so a shitty motel in the middle of nowhere was not making him feel great. 

The kid behind the counter grabbed some paperwork and a pen, sliding them across the desk. “Just need an ID and card for the room.”

You noticed the way he kept glancing at you, and it made your stomach churn. So, right as Logan reached across the desk, you concentrated, just how Charles had taught you, and made an illusory pair of wedding bands adorn your fingers. Judging by the way his eyes flicked from Logan's hand to yours, he got the message, but you needed no room for doubt.

“What brings you two to Wilton, Mr. Howlett?” 

“Just passin’ through.”

“Oh, baby, don’t make it sound so awful!” You pressed yourself closer to Logan's side and leaned up to kiss his cheek. “He promised to take me on a cross country road trip for our honeymoon. Took us a few months, but we're finally doing it!”

Logan looked down at you curiously before noticing the band around your finger and his. He smiled, leaning in to kiss your temple. “I wouldn't've heard the end of it if I didn't, baby.”

The clerk nodded and hummed, clearly losing interest as he turned to make your room key.

 Logan huffed out a low laugh and mouthed Honeymoon? You shrugged. First thing I could think of. 

“Well, uh…congrats. Have a safe rest of your trip.” The clerk handed Logan the cards and gave you a tight lipped nod before returning to his phone. You gave him a smile in thanks and Logan guided you to your room. 

“So we're married, huh? When'd that happen?” He grinned, unlocking the door. 

“I wanted a summer wedding but you insisted on winter, so we compromised with October.”

He shook his head, stepping back so you could get out of the rain. He locked the door and you leaned against it, knowing he'd sweep the small room for bedbugs and burglars alike before letting you so much as sit on the bed.

“Who all was there?” Logan called as he poked around the bathroom.

“Only our friends; Ororo, Scott, Jean, Hank, Kurt. The professor officiated. Did you know he was licensed in New York?”

Clicking the bathroom light off with a satisfied nod he leaned against the opposite wall and smirked at you. “I didn't, but I'm sure it was quite the ceremony if you planned it.” 

You smile fondly as you cross the room to wrap your arms around his neck. His hands fell to your waist as you laid your head on his chest.

“What was our first dance song?” His voice rumbled against your ear as he spoke softly.

“The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face,” you replied and he hummed in approval.

“Roberta Flack?”

“Is there any other version?” You tease and tilt up to look at him. 

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Not one I care to hear,” he smiled before he leaned down to kiss you. 

You threaded your fingers through the curls at the base of his neck, smiling against his lips. His grip on you tightened as his lips made their way across your chin and down your neck.

“We showerin’ tonight or in the mornin’?” He muttered.

You didn't miss the we in his sentence, and pressed against his chest with a raised eyebrow. “You tryin’ to get me naked, Howlett?”

He snorted and pulled back to rest his forehead against yours. “I mean, if we're married, I feel like that's part of my job.”

You laughed and gave him another quick kiss before pulling him towards the bathroom. 

X

After you had showered and changed, you crawled under the blankets and Logan was quick to follow. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you against him. You tucked your face into the crook of his neck and slid an arm across his chest. Your body slotted against his side and he tangled his legs with yours. His fingers found their way under your night shirt and gently caressed your skin, and you both sighed as you settled in for the night, feeling safe and warm in each other's arms.

Despite only living a few rooms apart at the school, it was rare you slept in the same bed. You both loved your students (even if Logan would never admit it out loud), but they tended to get a bit out of hand when their teachers got into relationships. You had both agreed early on that it was easier to just be coworkers while school was in session. Which made a night like tonight that much more special. With the rise and fall of his chest and his arm tight across your waist, you were lulled to sleep.

Once your breathing evened out, Logan turned to look at you. Your face fully relaxed, eyelashes fanned across your cheeks, he felt his chest tighten. A long time ago he gave up on the idea of love. For a man like him, real love was near impossible, the thought of them leaving or dying before he had visibly aged sabotaged any real chance he thought there could be.

But here, with the rain finally slowing and the moonlight shining across your face, he knew there wasn't any other word for what you had. He leaned down and pressed his lips against your hairline. 

“I love you, baby” he muttered against your skin. More than you'll ever know. 

[pagesupinflames]

can’t let the homies know i fw bf asmr

(i swear im normal i swear to fucking god it’s not what you think i swear to god it’s not what you think they have lore there’s actual stories within the porn don’t even look at the porn look at the stories look at the lore please look at the lore)

[tankwiththeangst]

As a certified Sam lover/simp/supporter WHATEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT!

I NEED a Sam sleep aid OR a Sam nightmare comfort OR a Sam nightmare comfort that turns into a sleep aid because DAMNIT ITS KILLING ME THAT THE CLOSEST THING I HAVE TO A SLEEP AID FOR SAM IS THE MOVIENIGHT AUDIO!

Please Erik it HURTS!

Milo has a sleep aid

Asher has TWO sleep aids

David has TWO sleep aids

AND SAM HAS NONE!!!!

And before anyone says anything, I’m okay with waiting and I know Erik has a set schedule…. BUT I NEED IT SO BAD!

NO MORE OLLIE!!!

I NEED THE NEXT SLEEP AID TO BE SAM!

[aggro-my-beloved]

erik’s out here feeding us like the single father he is and the government (youtube) is insistent on starving us

[capitalisticveins]

This sucks but reading Erik’s response to the audio getting taken down made me laugh a bit 😭 he sounded so confused explaining that the sleep aid got taken down

But a CHANNEL STRIKE???

[p0pp3t]

is it redactover be honest

[qhoaaaa]

This is Milo erasure ☹️☹️☹️ youtube when I get you

[brewinghorror]

[dani-ya-dig]

I fear for my mental health because I have gotten to the point where I am finding the audio where Darlin beats the shit out of Quinn comforting?

[lucamilo]

Anyone else really miss the earlier Sam audios that were just cuddly and wholesome? Anyone else miss the less horny era? Sometimes a man just wants to be held.

[aimedis]

youtube can y’all leave erik alone 💀

[definitelynuwonhere]

THE SLEEP AID GOT W H A T

[grilledcheezy92]

"I need to write my devotion on your skin with my tongue."