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[treasure-goblin]

YOUR NEW AU HAS LITERALLY BEEN ON MY MIND ALL DAY

I HAD TO DRAW HIM.

(I feel like he gets in trouble for painting on himself)

IWJWIIIDJWJSKSMMNFJDSHXBND HE'S ABSOLUTELY PRECIOUS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! THANK YOU, SLEEPY!!! <3333

Also, you're sooooo right he absolutely does, lol

@trippygalaxy LOOK LOOK LOOK!!!!

[happyheidi]

[abigail]

when i got home after the new years celebrations last night, i took off my boots and found this pin stuck in the bottom of one of them,, a good sign for the new year perhaps ? :-) 

[brimroxn-bergamutt]

If you slide a hand up my shirt while I’m half asleep you’ll not only get the chance to feel my tummy but you get to hear the most loudest, pathetic sigh of content

[xxplastic-cubexx]

something about first impressions idk

bonus:

[sleepis4theweak]

Apparently when my younger brother was just born my mom found him napping with his blanket fully covering him, and she pulled back the sheet (worried he couldn't breathe or something) to find him fully awake staring at her. It scared the shit out of her and she still talks about it to this day lmao

[emilnikos]

the sleepy snoozers

[koolaidashley]

Zombie comic 2/?

They had a deal 🙁

Part 1 | Part 3

[triona-tribblescore]

I cant stop thinking about them :'( 🩷🩷✨✨ drew my human designs for a wee change of pace uvu

[panoo]

i going to watch venom 3 on monday, fear of spoilers

[treasure-goblin]

CAL.

I have a very important question :3

GASP

Ask away, my sleepy friend

[soosoosoup]

A full naps rest

[saintforan]

drew my pookies in a card cause why not (and cause i wanted a wallpaper of them 🌚)

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[groovyangelkisses]

oh to have logan lightly tap your butt, click his tongue and say "c'mon baby, up to bed, let's go" when he wants to cuddle after a long mission :(

[sleepymarimo]

zoro x gn!reader // sfw

𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 drifts in and out of consciousness, the netting of the hammock molding into his back. your weight atop his chest is a comfortable one, one of his hands splayed over your hip and toying with the patch of skin exposed by your lifted shirt.

there’s nothing better than this- him, you, and the open sea.

he hears it all, the distant clamor of the crew, their steps along the deck, maybe the clinking of utensils in the kitchen, but he drowns it out. you, it’s all you, your soft breaths and the occasional yawn you give- it makes him drowsy.

his wado pushes against a wooden beam, a constant movement that keeps the hammock rocking. the rhythm isn’t allowed to be disturbed, not on his watch, even if it means sacrificing the sleep he cherishes so much.

he knows his swords are capable of utter destruction. he’s ended lives with them, they’ve seen countless bodies- they should be permanently colored crimson. stained crimson.

yet, right now, his sheathed blade serves only to maintain the gentle swaying of the hammock.

you stir, stretch your limbs, reaching for his arm in a bid to get him to lower his wado. “jus’ go to sleep, ‘zo. don’t need you to keep rocking it.”

“eh? m’fine,” he reassures, a bit husky, his warrior mind fighting off the sleep like nothing.

his palm moves from your hip, instead covering your eyes as if willing you back into an unconscious state. he yawns, his canines on display, before sighing. “you sleep first, got it?”