#sleepy boi hours

[ithinkimightbeagoose]

ok so y'all know character.ai right

I have 5+ email addresses and I will email them about an optional NSFW toggle daily on all of them

listen, I warned em

Did they heed my warning? No

Did I use my DR name as a signature? Absofuckinglutely

Am I a threat to at least one staff member's sanity? Probably

I cannot be stopped until it happens

maybe I should sleep

maybe I'm just thirsty for Kaeya

[prettiest-zombie-alive]

love how that when i get tired, i get overwhelmed easily, and when i get overwhelmed easily, i get overstimulated, and when i get overstimulated, i get angry and snappy, and when i get angry and snappy, i get mad at myself because why are you shutting down for no reason? stop that. you're fine, stop shutting down.

anyways, i hope your night has been going better than mine, goodnight lol

[nomsfaultau]

out of context plot points in Mandatory Family Reunion

Most of these are from gags from my fic. But others are horrific events completely reframed. Good luck guessing which is which !

A Dr. Pepper ruins Techno’s life

Tommy gets grounded for trying to shoot Philza

Techno has an AA meeting with his kidnappers

“Fun life advice with Techno: Turns out it’s not hard to fake cry when you’re constantly trying not to sob! Neat. Probably super applicable for normal people too.”

A black ops raid is sent to deliver Christmas presents

Tommy carries onions in his pockets so he can fake cry on command. This is funny until it isn't

On the other hand, that isn't modeling clay in Wilbur's pockets

Techno’s parents always have his back!

“It’s just the anxiety. I feel like I would’ve seen the achievement pop up if I got PTSD.”

Philza gets a rabies shot because of Techno

“But if [Philza's] years of running a criminal empire have taught him anything, all it takes is a can-do attitude and unfathomable wealth.”

Officer Jenny commits police brutality

It's always a bad sign when you can hear your parents giving you advice

Philza straight up drinks poison but is alright (unlike Skeppy)

Squidkid loses hide and seek with Wilbur bc he’s a dirty cheater

Techno’s hair is burnt off but, like, it’s not a big deal

If you can't replace your son's abusive parents yourself, store bought is fine. (Philza actively gets more scared when it works)

It's not a coma if you're in enough denial about it!

“[Tommy] hands over a real security ID. Sure enough, the middle name actually is Danger. Sam has very interesting parents, and a long and fascinating backstory that will never be mentioned again.”

Quackity implies Edgeworth x Wright is cannon

Techno hits rock bottom in an elevator. actually 3 people in the fic have elevator trauma. Maybe the real Mandatory Family Reunion was the elevator trauma we made along the way.

“Skeppy, I think the dog has ulterior motives.”

GPS failure nearly costs a court case

Techno helps run a criminal empire for like 2 weeks. But not that criminal empire.

“They were like a family to me” and “I love you” and “For you? The world, Phil” are the most devestating lines techno says

Yes. This story is definitely pure crack. No angst here no siree! It's all jokes and japes galore. Ignore the sobbing.

[shima-draws]

Me: Finally home! Now I can draw >:)

My body, on the verge of collapse: Or you could take a nap

Me, crawling into bed: Or I could take a n

[tmbatcat]

I just want a DE fic where Harry narrates to Kim what all the skills are saying one for one, with the names and all. (Not all the time. I imagine Kim after a while being "skills, what's your opinion on this?" and they would do their job better because of it) Just spills out all his brain for everyone to see.

I also want Kim, in time, to find this quite interesting... from a "go to therapy" to "damn, he can read minds and see the future."

[hyalinemin]

[sillygh0st]

slight old doodle of me messing around with my qfelps desing ^-^

[gloriousvermin]

I'm debating between taking a nap or doing some of my pre calc late work like I was supposed to be this whole time.

I am so tired.

I could go to sleep right now even though it's only 5:47 and I woke up at 6

[whumpasaurus101]

Whumpee coughed as another cloud of smoke was blown into their face, their eyes squeezing shut as they closed their mouth shut as tight as they could.

"Oh quit being such a baby," Whumper scoffed, twirling a cigarette between their two fingers before bringing it closer and closer to Whumpee, smirking as they watcjed the other lean away with a whimper, eyes glistening with fear.

"Open up." Whumpee's mouth stayed glued shut, eyes suddenly burning with defiance, making Whumper chuckle, "Fine, have it your way," And with that, Whumper shoved the butt of the cigarette against Whumpee's cheek- soaking up the cry of pain from the younger.

Whumpee squeezed their eyes shut;

Quit being such a baby...

[ithinkimightbeagoose]

I have been wondering…

what voice would I have if I was in a P.M. Seymour video?

[suntails]

silruggie seepy nation

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

Hey, not to alarm you two, but I think Gustavo is coming in.

Peppino, I’d suggest prepping an explanation, and maybe tell Pep to stay calm and use the grounding exercises we taught him.

If you don’t think Pep is up to it though, there’s a box out next to the dumpster. It seems to be his safe place.

Pep, don’t worry, people a lot smarter than me can help put the pieces together, but for now we need you to breathe. You’re in the restaurant right now, and you’re safe.

Peppino: "Gus is here???"

Gustavo: "Sorry, we're late, Peppino! Brick saw a cat, and we ended up the next town over-"

Peppino: "GUSTAVO!!!"

Gustavo: "AAA-!?!?"

Peppino: "GUS!!! MY CLONE THAT I FOUGHT IN THE TOWER WAS LIVING IN THE DUMPSTER FOR A MONTH, AND HE CAME IN AND WE TALKED, BUT HIS LITTLE MAGIC BOX OF A THOUSAND VOICES TATTLED ON HIM AND HE HAD A VERY MELTY PANIC ATTACK, AND THEN I WAS PUPPY-DOG EYED INTO LETTING HIM STAY AND WORK HERE, AND THEN WE WERE COOKING THE PIZZA AND HE HAD A MEMORY ABOUT USING A KNIFE, AND THEN HE JUST TURNED INTO SOMEONE ELSE FOR A SECOND AND NOW HE'S HAVING ANOTHER PANIC ATTACK, AND IT'S BARELY INTO THE AFTERNOON, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE HELP ME!!!"

Gustavo: "You know I am always happy to help you, Peppino, but can you please explain that again a little slower?"

Pep: *muffled hyperventilating*

Pep: "!!!"

Pep: "Si tahw...?"

Pep: "Efas... Mraw... …Tfos si…"

Gustavo: "Oh, good job, Brick!"

Peppino: "Yes, thank you, Brick. She's nice to cuddle with, huh, Pep?"

Pep: "...Mhm..."

Peppino: "Good, good. Now, what were your-a friends saying? There's a box outside? Would you like me to get it?"

Pep: "...Yes please..."

Peppino: "Alright, I will be right back."

-

Peppino: "Oh, there is-a box here..."

Peppino: "Oh... It is conveniently covering that hole in the wall I forgot about... Mm, fixing it will have to be put off again... Getting stuff for Pep is more important."

Peppino: "Hm? What's this? 'Peppino's Special Things'? I should-a bring this inside too. Must be important to Pep."

-

Peppino: "Pep, I got your box! But are you-a sure it's the right one? It seems-a really small for you-"

Peppino: "!!!"

Peppino: "Well, that answers that. You feel better?"

Pep: *quiet but relived gurgle*

Peppino: "Good. Here, let's let you rest with Brick and with-a your friends. It's been quite the day for you."

Peppino: "Okay, so Gus and I are going to-a continue the work day, but we'll put your pizzas aside for later, and when you feel up to it, you can finish them off. But if you feel like resting for the rest of the day, that's alright too. Does that sound okay?"

Pep: *soft burble that vaguely sounds like the word 'okay'*

Peppino: "Alright then. We'll be in the kitchen if you need us."

(Gustavo and Brick (the Rat) are now available for asks!

Pep is having a little break and is too tired to form a mouth, but you can still leave asks for him)

[nomsfaultau]

silly little fluff scene from Fault that I'll probably just chuck in there randomly

The one eye Wilbur had was actually a rather lovely shade of brown. A rich, loamy color, dark and intense. The underside was bruised, countless restless nights leaving their mark. Tommy stared deeply, intent even as his own gaze wanted to falter. Their wills contested against one another, and Tommy scowled as the match went on, met by a sharp smirk. Wilbur’s hand twitched, faintly distracting, but Tommy refused to buckle, staring dead on at him. A nightmarish entity lunged out of the void in Wilbur’s face, claws halfway phasing coldly through him. Tommy yelped and jolted back, scrambling to avoid getting bitten. At once, the abyss dweller scampered back in as Wilbur threw up his hands. “I win!”

“That was cheating!” Tommy shouted. “It doesn’t count if you jumpscare me!”

“But you blinked,” Wilbur said smugly. 

Tommy grumbled, but smudged another ruby tally mark under Wilbur’s staring contest score. Tommy was pretty firmly in the lead, and was proud of the fact, even though it wasn’t entirely fair since Wilbur was chronically sleep-deprived. “I don’t want to play with you anymore if you’re going to cheat,” Tommy whined. Plus, if he stopped while he was in the lead, he could hold his victory over Wilbur’s head for the rest of their lives.

“We’ll play with you,” Tubbo offered kindly.

Tommy scowled. “Shut up. You don’t need to blink.” The insectoid dropped their façade at once, disappointed. Yeah, no, Tommy wasn’t stupid, he’d noticed their eyelids were purely for expression purposes. Also, he didn’t really want to stare at Tubbos’ stupid bee eyes given they were weird and bulgey and segmented. Large, kinda like a cartoon character’s, except this was real life and such proportions were freaky. It was actually rather unfortunate how often Tommy looked at Tubbo. Like, he was used to it by that point, but still. Truly Tommy’s life was a tragedy for that reason and that reason alone. “And I can’t even do it with The Blade.”

The boar glanced up from his book. “Hey, there’s only a slight chance The Blood God would rip out your eyes!” Tommy rather liked his eyes, actually, and did not take up the offer. 

“I’m down,” Philza, incredibly amazing, salvation from boredom, hero of Tommy’s entire existence, said. Hallelujah. Tommy scrawled out another scoreboard on the floor. The dragon’s eyes were sorta catlike, a sea of gold split through by a thin obsidian slice. Philza grinned at him warmly, and Tommy schooled his expression. This was a very serious matter, after all. But the stoicism only seemed to amuse Philza further. Merriment danced in his reptilian eyes, and he flicked a flash of forked tongue at Tommy, whose visage cracked. He returned the gesture, immaturely blowing a raspberry. Philza’s tongue stretched out farther in response, well past his chin, wiggling in a way human's couldn’t. Tommy squinted, but refused to be distracted. Philza’s eyes were beginning to twitch, and he was pretty close to winning, Tommy was sure of it. 

Right before Tommy was certain he’d fail, Philza flashed a triumphant smile. Tommy’s confusion was brief as the dragon suddenly swiped his tongue against his eyeballs. Tommy recoiled, screeching. “What the muffin! What the muffin was that!?”

Philza continued to lick his own eyes. “Whah ah you ta-king ‘bou?”

Tommy wanted to cry. “Awful! You are all awful! Why can none of you have normal eyes?? Philza you cheat! I hate you.” He began to count off different fingers. “You are disgusting. You are vile. Your hair-cut is ugly-”

“You love me.”

Tommy ticked that off on his fingers. “I love you out of pity. Cho drip is atrocious. Your scales make you look diseased. You don’t even know what a meme is.”

“This isn’t very pog-champ of you.” His pronunciation was exactly as stilted and hesitant as any adult who tried out slang was. Naturally, Tommy immediately took immense psychic damage from it. 

“Please (and I mean this as kindly as possible) die.”

“Bro you can’t say that!” The Blade protested. “He’s ancient! Practically about to keel over in a stiff breeze. A baby could take him, and you want to risk even speaking the possibility out loud? What if the universe hears you and realize it forgot to kill Phil like billions and billions of years ago?”

Wilbur shoved him playfully. “Actually, Toms can suggest anything he likes as long as I’m first in the testament. I am, right? Because I’m your favorite and you got me first. Right Phil?” Wilbur asked, batting his eyelashes. “I’m going to inherit everything because you love me so much, riiiiight?” 

“You are NOT getting all his stuff,” Tommy insisted. 

“Of course I am, that’s why it’s called a WILL.” Everybody proceeded to not talk to him for the next hour, but that did little to curb Wilbur’s smirk. 

[radioxphonic]

[huckleberrykai]

*evil laughter*

used panty stealing plushie pillow humping scent kink perv roommate kai

gives you a plushie so you can get your scent all over it so he can steal it back and defile it ><

HSLDHKDBEKD the typa guy to lend you his clothes and say you don't need to wash it before you return it hehehe

I LOVE PERV KAI SO BAD NOBODY UNDERSTANDS like baby boy is just so in love he wants to be wrapped up in all of u 24/7

it's definitely worse before you're together tho bcs he feels so guilty for being so obsessed with you and your smells and everything u do he just feels so bad for being WHIPPED. the second you get together tho and he has the green light.. boy is in ur panty drawer 25/8. he's emptying your perfume bottle just so he can get off, he's unapologetically shoving his face in ur panties if he can't get to ur actual pussy, he's having you sleep over as much as possible just so his bed smells like u >.<

taehyun will get pissed when kai skips changing his sheets when he knows you won't be sleeping over for a while - he doesn't wanna lose ur smell :( - but he begrudgingly changes them n settles for using ur shirt as a pillowcase :3

AND THE PLUSHIE THING IS SO REAL ugh he knows it's been near you and it smells like you and he can only hope you're as pervy as him and hump them too >.<

he likes to imagine you all cute in bed humping the same plushie that he's guiding against his huge cock, the same plushie that smells just like you, cute little innocent face contrasting with his dirty little sinful act. he imagines you'd give him similar innocent eyes when you're kneeling between his knees ~ it's his favorite place to have you, (aside from pressed on your back with his tongue and nose nestled in your pussy. it's a very close second).

he's so down bad he can never get off without smelling you or having you nearby in some way. you have him by the heart and by the cock <3

[madwickedawesome]

figured id visualize something i said today