#sleepy mornings

[diazsdimples]

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Pls enjoy some post-tsunami waking!

Buck knew he should probably get out of bed and make his hosts breakfast, but he couldn’t make himself leave. Every time he’d shift his arm to pull the covers off himself, something with twist in the back of his stomach, keeping him exactly where he was. He found himself turning so he was facing Christopher and Eddie, and just watching the rise and fall of their chests as they slept. He'd been so close to losing Christopher and it ate away at him, like acid burning in his gut. Every step through the swirling quagmire that had been Santa Monica Beach had been laden with guilt, weighing him down until he’d collapsed into Bobby and Hen’s arms at the VA hospital. Eddie had grasped Buck gently on the elbow and told Buck to come home with them, and Christopher had clung to Buck like a leech right up until bedtime. Eddie had brushed aside Buck’s insistence at sleeping on the couch, and it had taken everything in him not to cling to Eddie the minute they slipped under the covers. He was safe. Christopher was safe. They were all safe. Buck swallowed down the rising lump in his throat and forced himself to look away from his slumbering bedmates. He was intruding – this was Eddie and Christopher’s family and he’d almost ripped that apart. He needed to leave. Taking in a deep breath and steeling himself, Buck pushed himself up and was just about to swing his legs over the edge of the bed when the soft brush of fingertips against his elbow stopped him. “Where’re you going?” Eddie asked, his voice quiet and rough with sleep.

[faerieinhiding]

I love sleepy mornings,

Mornings filled with smiles, and pillows covered in tumbled hair,

Mornings echoing whispered words, and murmured sighs,

Mornings where waking up just turns into rolling onto the other side,

Mornings steeped in sunlight, warmth, and happy thoughts,

Mornings feeling the ghost of *something* nearby

Phantom fingers brushing skin and tangling hair,

Silent laughter, it's peals and rumbles unheard,

The faintest press of lips against a forehead, before your eyes open and it's gone,

Someday, I'll want more, something real...

But for now, my sleepy mornings are enough

[kiankiwi]

Could you write a little fic maybe about Felix and reader having a warm, cozy morning in their flat near Oxford?! Maybe when baby girl is still tiny and it’s just the three of them cuddling in bed and lots of fluff

YES! Let's go, INCOMING: NO PLOT JUST FLUFF AND THIS SLEEPY LITTLE FAM!

Felix cracked his eyes open to the bright morning light and appreciated the fact that he wasn't hungover. Because your and his daughter was absolutely screaming bloody murder next to his head. She was still only about 4 months old so you got anxious about letting her leave your side. Even if it was just to her own crib. So the bassinet next to his head had to do for now.

Hearing your baby's scream, you started awake. "Wh-what's wrong?!" Felix grunted as he stood and stretched. "Nothing babe, squish is just hungry. Go back to sleep, okay? I'll get her a bottle." You nodded and snuggled back into the blankets.

"I know sweetheart, I know you're not happy that your tummy is rumbly. Daddy's going as fast as he can alright." He whispered as he held a screaming Juliet in his arms taking her to the kitchen in your tiny shared flat just outside of Oxford's campus.

Felix worked on autopilot on this point. He was pretty sure he was sleepwalking at this point as he prepared the tiny bottle and gave it to his daughter and immediately brought the little girl back to your big bed. "Yeah, you wanna snuggle in mommy and daddy's big bed?" Felix walked over to his side of the bed and put the baby in the bed between the two of you.

You stretched, your eyes still closed. "Is that my baby? Morning Juju bee!" You smiled as you laid your arm across Juliet's belly as Felix fed her her bottle. "She was one hungry girl." Felix said as he adjusted the bottle so he could sit up better. You laughed. "I heard..." You turned on one of Juliet's favorite baby shows for her.

Juliet finished off her bottle and Felix picked her up and laid her against his shoulder, criss crossing his legs and patting her back gently. "Can you burp for me please bubba?" Juliet squealed in protest. "Oh, I know you hate this part..." Felix said as he continued patting the baby's back over his shoulder.

You watched your boyfriend be a dad. He did a total 180 change since he found out you were pregnant with little Juliet and you fell in love with him a little more every day since your daughter was born and watched him step up to be a dad to your little girl.

"Oh there we go sweet girl..." Felix laid the little girl back on his pillow and she snuggled in, going right back to sleep. "Ooooh, you're gonna go right back to sleep after waking mommy and daddy up?" Felix looked to you and gestured as if to say 'can you believe her? look at this!' You giggled.

"You can go back to bed baby, I got her." You shook your head. "No, I like these little memories with our baby. Lay back down, get some cuddles. She'll only be this little once."

Felix nodded. "You're right, she's growing everyday." Felix moved Juliet a little closer to you so that she could lay between you two better while he could also lay down. The baby stirred but thankfully didn't wake up fully again. Felix laid down and laid his arm across his daughter. You kissed the side of your daughters head. "Mommy and daddy love you, Juju... have a good nap sweet girl." You smiled as Felix held your hand.

"Thank you for making this little family with me. I like this version of me a lot better than the old one." Felix said as he watched your daughter sleep. "You're welcome. Thank you for being the best dad to her." Felix smiled. "Of course, I'll do anything for you two."

@crypticminx

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Another girl dad!felix au fic!!! wooooo! I hope you liked it! I sure loved writing it!

[himajeen]

When u create your account on the way to Uni

I am so sleepy…

[2am-jasper]

Skeleton flowers and paper promises. Foggy mornings and warm blankets. A sweet kiss and blueberry pancakes. Sun-warmed spots to curl up in and books to leaf through. Domestic simplicity and late nights. Alarms ringing and a snooze button pressed earnestly with arms wrapping around tightly. Tangled legs and soft whispers. Laughs like bells and spilled milk. Days out and held hands. Moonlight dances and hot Coco on the porch. Gifts made by hand and wine bottles emptied. A soft sigh and the lights turn off, goodnight whispered sleepily.

[thecatcrew]

I…don’t think that’s possible right now…

[xxplastic-cubexx]

with these hands i can draw whatever i want

[puari-vol]

Sleepyhead

CW: Hypnosis, Noncon, Drugging, Kidnapping

My bleary eyes opened slowly as I drifted up from a gentle sleep. The bed was oh so warm and soft beneath me and my dreams were calling me back into their embrace. But as much as I wanted to just snuggle into the warmth and let my eyes slip closed, I couldn’t help but notice I wasn’t in my bed, and wasn’t in my room. All I could see was a deep pink color and for a while my tired mind simply could not comprehend this endless pink world I found myself in. Finally I blinked the sleepiness from my eyes and realized that I had not in fact been transported to a gentle pink reality that simply went on forever and ever in every direction, but that the bed had a pink canopy that hid the rest of the room. But where was I? The question should have been more alarming, but my mind felt foggy and slow, and the bed was just so cozy and comfortable…even thinking about how nice the bed felt was caused me to sigh and relax, my eyes fluttering shut just for a moment…then another…then another…

No. I forced my eyes open once more, it was time to get up. I pushed the soft warm blanket off of me and gasped as a freezing sensation fell across my body. Even as I scrambled to pull the blanket back I began to feel numb from the cold. The moment it was over me again, the cold receded and was replaced by such a lovely warm glow. I let out a soft moan as my body relaxed back into the bed, heavy eyes fluttering shut once more. It was unbearable, unthinkable to leave this lovely feeling behind. And yet something felt wrong, something I couldn't quite place…where am I? My muddled mind tried to work through the question but it kept drifting off as sleep threatened to take me. I scooted about under the blanket, unable or unwilling to leave its comforting embrace again. At the edge of the bed I stuck a hand out to push aside the pink curtain and found...a pink room. Or perhaps not, I saw a lamp that seemed to bathe the room in a gentle pink light. The room seemed ordinary enough, but I still didn’t recognize it. I felt an uneasy feeling in my gut that my drowsy mind couldn’t ignore, I had woken up in a strange place…and I had no idea how. I steeled myself and with the blanket still wrapped tightly around me, let one foot dangle over the side of the bed. When it touched the floor it felt like stepping onto a sheet of ice, I quickly retreated the probing foot back into the safety of the blanket. I curled up into a ball, and I wanted nothing more than to just lay my head back into the soft pillows and let everything drift away... But no, I had to do something. That worried feeling in my gut was stronger now, as though I was running out of time. Wrapping the blanket around me like a cloak, I pulled myself off of the bed and cried out as my feet touched the floor again. The rest of my body was safe and warm in the blanket, but I felt an unbearable icy numbness in my feet. It took all of my willpower not to simply leap back into the bed again. I stumbled away, and nearly fell into a full length mirror. I caught a glimpse of myself, I looked so silly wrapped up in the blanket, my hair was a mess and my eyes looked so heavy and tired. I knew I should try to leave, but I just felt so sleepy right now…maybe I could lie down for a bit and then leave? That seems like a good idea…I shook my head vigorously, trying to chase the drowsiness away. I knew there wasn’t time for that, I had to leave before…before…something. I made my way to the door. But while I was preparing myself to reach a hand out to open it, I heard a sound from the other side. I froze and listened…had that been a different door? Opening and closing…now there were footsteps, they got louder and louder until suddenly the door knob was turning, the door was opening. I was momentarily blinded by the bright daylight that came in, I covered my face with the blanket…then slowly lowered it and looked up. 

Standing before me was a tall woman with long dark hair dressed in casual clothes. She looked down at me, eyes tracing me for a moment, then she smiled

“Why hello there darling, how are you feeling?”

Her voice made me feel warm and soft, my fuzzy brain slowly pondered its way to an answer

“I feel…sleepy…” 

She giggled, stepped into the room, then shut the door behind her. I let out an involuntary sigh of relief as the light dimmed again. 

“If you’re so sleepy, why’d you get out of bed silly?”

It was a good question and while I was considering it, she reached out and pulled the blanket down off of me. I braced myself in anticipation of the unbearable freezing cold…but I felt nothing of the sort. In fact the moment she touched me to take me by the arm, everything from the top of my head to the tips of my toes felt warm and comfortable again. It felt especially nice where her hand gently held my arm, and I found myself leaning into her as she led me back across the room. She stopped to toss the blanket back onto the bed, and I got another good look at myself in the mirror. I noticed I was wearing nothing but a long pink nightgown. But it wasn’t mine…not my bed, not my room, not my clothes…I was so confused. She led me to a small table and sat me down. The warm feeling remained when she let go and sat across from me, the table already had two tea cups set out and she poured something into both of them. Then she stirred something into one the cups before pushing it over to me

“Drink up sleepyhead”

I did, the drink was sweet, I quickly finished the cup while she just watched me smiling. When I was done I set the cup down and a sudden question came to my lips 

“Who are you?”

Her smile widened into a grin and she reached across the table to tuck my hair behind my ear

“It’s so lovely that you don’t remember…we’re making so much progress!”

She gave a light laugh and slid her thumb down my cheek

“It’s so cute that you couldn't get rid of the blanket…and you barely made it far at all this time! I was over an hour late and you still didn’t make it out of the room. Absolutely adorable" 

I blinked slowly, feeling more confused than ever

“This time?”

“That’s right dear, the last time you made it to the living room, and the time before that I found you in the foyer! Its so funny that you don’t remember at all”

As she spoke I felt things coming back to me. This wasn’t my room…not my home…it was hers.  She had taken me here…and she was…she was…who was she?

My eyes were drawn to a logo on the vest she was wearing. It was familiar…suddenly I knew it was the logo of the restaurant that I worked at…the restaurant we worked at…she was my coworker! Icy fear gripped me as my memories slowly returned she cocked her head as if sensing the change

“Oh? Something coming back now darling?”

I leaned away from her, terror filled me and dispelled the last of the drowsiness. 

“You…you took me! What…why? Why did you do this to me?”

Her eyes seemed sad for just a moment

“Why? You were just so tired all the time darling, that’s why. Everyday we’d chat in the break room and you’d tell me how exhausted you were with work and life and all that nonsense…so I decided to save you. You don’t have to worry about any of that anymore, no more stress, no more problems. Just my precious sleepy princess, from now on”

I was shaking my head

“But…but what if I don’t want that!?”

Her grin returned

“That’s the best part…it's not up to you anymore. Nothing is. Isn’t that lovely? Now tell me dear, since your memories are coming back…can you recall exactly how I first took you?”

The memories were flooding back even as she spoke them, it had been a long day and I was exhausted. We were getting ready to go home and she offered me something to drink… and then...

I looked down at the empty tea cup and then back up at her. She just smiled.

I tried to stand but found my hands were too numb to grip the chair. then it started It spreading up my arms. I tried to move but my legs didn’t respond, I would have toppled out of my chair if she hadn’t reached out to keep me upright. Soon the numbness spread up to my neck and head and I was completely paralyzed, propped up in the chair only by her gentle grip on my arm.

“I’m sorry darling, but I’m feeling confident that this is the last time I’ll have to use that on you”

She was still smiling, she reached up to her neck to pull at a chain, and took off the necklace she was wearing

“Now that you seem to be remembering things, let me ask you, do you remember your new favorite color?”

She lifted her closed fist over the table between us. A teardrop shaped gemstone fell from her hand and dangled in front of me. It was a pretty pink stone, and it sparked in the light as it swayed gently from side to side. I found my eyes instantly locking on to it.

“Hmm it seems to you do remember…just let yourself melt for me now darling”

Even as I tried to resist I could feel it, the pink stone filling up more and more of my mind as all my fear and anxiety was pushed out. That familiar warm sleepy feeling was filling me up again...

“Shhh just like that, so easy for you now. So effortlessly you slip right back down. I know you just want to go back to bed where you belong, but first we have to do a little more work on that sleepy head of yours. Just let all those pesky thoughts slip away again…”

I remembered how lovely it felt just to listen to her, how to just take in her words and internalize them without thinking about them at all.

“Such a good sleepy girl, deeper and deeper let those gentle clouds fill your mind as you listen and obey. You are mine. You are a precious princess who wants nothing more than to doze and dream so prettily in your bed. It feels oh so soft and warm to obey, and so cold and hard when you don't. It's just easier to obey isn't it sweetie? that's right everything will feel wonderful as long as you just listen and obey. Soon I’m going to put you back to bed, and its going to feel so wonderful darling, that you'll never want to leave. And when you drift off to sleep again, you’ll forget everything for good this time. Your past, your name, who you are. it will all be gone for good, all you'll remember is me, this room, and how lovely it feels to be my precious sleepy princess”

She put the necklace back on, and pulled me to my feet. I dimly realized that the drug had already worn off. I thought about doing something, about running for the door. She led me back to the bedside and I prepared to make my move, I would shove her back, and run for it. It was my only chance…I had to-

She gave me a gentle push, I leaned forward, my hand resting on the bed. Suddenly the room seemed unbearably cold, and I was so so tired. Before I knew what I was doing I was on the bed pulling the blanket over me again. Whatever my plan had been I could try it later...it would never work when I was all sleepy like this anyway, I needed to rest first…it was just so warm and comfortable here. As my body sank into the mattress I felt oh so drowsy. I barely noticed the shifting beside me. I noticed she had undressed and gotten under the blanket with me. After a gentle kiss on the forehead she wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me gently. I thought back to when I had first woken up, that feeling that something was wrong…now I knew what it was. I had been alone. I nuzzled into her neck, and drifted off to sleep

[diazsdimples]

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Three sleepy sentences for you!

The morning after the tsunami was a difficult one. Neither Buck nor Eddie had slept well, with each man waking up every hour or two, sweating and panting and scrabbling at the sheets in panic as images of waves and bodies floating in the water plagued their dreams. Christopher had joined them in bed around 3am after a nightmare of his own, and he’d cuddled into Buck’s side the moment he was under the covers.

[katsukikitten]

It starts with him pulling you closer, of hiding his face in your throat and yours his. But all it does is makes him breathe in yesterday's perfume, the notes always change the longer it's on your skin and no matter what stage its in, it makes him insane.

Makes him huff at your throat, slot his bare thigh between yours to press up into your sex. He swears to himself he won't do anything, that he wants to sleep in with you some more. But the warm florals, the spice, and that god damn sweet undertone only he's ever close enough to smell mixing with your natural scent has his dick rock solid.

Has him feeling dizzy as if he can't keep his thoughts straight, pulling away to look down at you listening to you whine in protest when his warm skin leaves yours. Long enough that the cold air makes you fix a glare up at him, a silent scolding of him leaving and all it does is make him that much more crazy for you.

Moving your legs roughly, placing himself between you and shoving his dick in so hard, so fast you bite his collar bone in retaliation.

But you still moaned.

And so did he, sighing as he moves you to your back to literally plaster himself against your skin, both of you already sticky from shared body heat. Barely moving his hips as it lessened the contact between your torsos but Katsuki was skilled when it came to you. Felt those claws in his shoulders saw how you silently moan, always so quiet and moody in the morning. Sharing slow kisses, lazy swipes of his tongue, quietier and more gentle than usual but no less intense. Eyes flickering to yours when he grinds into you just so he can watch your lashes flutter. So he can watch that pretty face you make while you cream on his cock with such little effort on his part.

Loved how well he could take care of you just as well as you could him. Pulling just one more from you before he allows himself to cum, normally when he fucked you in missionary he wanted his sweaty forehead to yours so you can see what you do to him.

But today he's a little greedy, hiding his face in your throat, broken groan as he inhales that damn perfume of yours. Huffing so deeply he can taste it on his tongue before he finally fills that pretty cunt of yours, panting out broken parts of your name.

Collapsing his full weight on to you as you huff but don't protest. Pulling him closer even if you struggle to breath beneath him, pressing gentle kisses to his racing pulse before he turns his head to return the favor. The two of you falling back asleep shortly after that.

The two of you won't speak until hours later, standing in the shower after finally deciding to rise. Katsuki with his arms crossed over his broad chest, spent dick sticky, and a pout on his handsome face as he watches you rub golden body wash over gorgeous skin. Let's the peach and sakura catch on the steam as you thoroughly wash. You catch him staring and giggle.

"Why are ya pouting? Cause we got up past noon again? It's our day off maybe we needed it." There's no hope that any perfume is in left in your hair, not now as it's shiny with conditioner you're letting sit.

"We didn't have to sleep in so late if someone didn't get so caught up in his morning wood." You give him your back as you lather your legs down to your painted toes.

"Tsk. Ain't that." He scoffs, fingers twitching as he resists the urge to touch you as you bend over.

"Hmm? Then what is it that's got you pouting." Your voice reminds him a lot of your scent. Rich, bold, sweetness usually held for him.

He can't resist now, bringing his hand to cup your throat to have you pressing your back against his chest, sliding his now hard cock against your soapy wet cunt.

"Yer washing off your perfume." He growls, pressing his nose behind your ear before he grabs at the base of his dick, shoving it all the way in, relishing how you start to go limp in his hold.

"But I guess yer body wash will have to do."

[teddybeartoji]

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

[tazmiilly]

this guy doesnt know about the mamory gum

[russell-crowe]

S06E03: epic fail

[gojonanami]

gojo is literally so clingy in the mornings, he will pull you back into bed once you try to get up. he will bury his face in the crook of your neck, murmuring that it’s too early. and he’ll make you stay there for an extra hour just cuddling if he can (and it doesn’t help when you feel a bulge rub against your ass).

geto isn’t clingy in the same way gojo is. instead he tends to settle for touches, but it’s all the time — an arm around your waist, a kiss to your forehead, laced fingers, a leg thrown over his, a hand resting on your thigh. even in the mornings, if you wake before him, he finds his way to you and wraps his arms around you, fingers taking over your task as he’s content just having his arms around you.

[nekoo3001]

Sleepyzawa

[writing-positivelyexisting]

I am FLORED OVER THIS!!! I swear this is better than any drug out there. Please, I beg a boon: tag me in the following parts!!!