#sleepyfaces

[snowyhyena]

Goofy ahh sona update

Gonna give her magic and jacket the ability to change colors based on mood and scenery like a cameleon, so I can have more fun with him

[bruisedark]

i miss 2011 fashion 😢

[rabtownsend]

sleepyface selfie, because I sometimes forget that people like to look at each other's faces, even though that's like, the main thing I do here. It's strange - despite being relatively happy with the way I look these days, I don't really feel the same impoetus to take photos of myself that I did, say, 7 years ago. Getting older has killed my narcissism.

[notsuchasecret]

@cattatonically needed a bribe to get her blog post done so here we go! MatsuAi meet cute featuring bffs Ai and Kou you're welcome

"Hey, Kou-san? I think there's something... living... in the back alley."

Aiichirou looked up at the newest part-timer, gripping his broom a little too tightly as he talked to Kou near the doorway of the office. She whirled around to look at him behind the desk but he already had his finger poised on the tip of his nose. "Nose goes," he called.

"I hate you, Ai-kun," she muttered.

"You're the one who instituted that rule," he said serenely. She glared at him, a fierce look that would have lesser - or even just less-desensitized - men cowering before her. He simply blinked, waiting until she huffed and turned on her heel to stalk out the back door. He waited for a count of thirteen before he stood and followed her. It wouldn't do for her to know he cared enough to follow right away, after all. He was here to be entertained, not to protect. Sure. That would work.

When he opened the back door, lazily peering around it, he found her crouching gingerly in front of a pile of boxes stacked against the building across the alley from theirs. She held a wooden spoon in her hand, using the handle to poke gently at...

"Is that a dog?" Aiichirou asked. Kou shrugged, poking at it again. It was a dingy grey, covered in mats and grime. The third time she poked it, it lifted its head and let out a growl.

"Oh, baby," Kou cooed at it. She slipped the spoon back into her apron pocket and reached out to scoop the dog into her arms. It was small, and it grumbled and batted at her, but it was clearly barely functioning.

"I'll go get the car," he said. "Do you want to come with? We could leave Yoshikawa in charge of closing up."

"Which one?" Kou asked.

"The sister, of course. The walking pile of chaos isn't on shift today and you know I wouldn’t leave our baby in his hands."

"Yeah, that would work," Kou said. "You let her know and I'll make sure this little one is warm."

Aiichirou returned to the kitchen to hand over the keys to Karin and leave a few final instructions, then slipped out into the side parking lot to pull the shitty old station wagon he and Kou co-owned around to the mouth of the alley. She had the dog wrapped up in her jacket as she climbed into the passenger seat and buckled in, positioning it on her lap.

"Can you look up the nearest open vet's office?" he asked, handing her his phone. She used her own biometrics to open it, something he had long given up on fighting. She guided him through the quiet suburban streets until they reached a plain white building with a sign outside that had half its letters missing. Aiichirou glanced at it, then back at Kou.

"It has four-point-seven stars, three hundred ratings," she said with a shrug.

"Good enough for me," he said and turned the car off. He held the door open for her as they stepped inside. "Um, hello?" he called, looking around the empty lobby. There were benches and chairs against the walls, posters and adoption flyers on bulletin boards, and the whole place was clean and well-lit, but appeared deserted. Then a voice, low and beautiful, called from the back:

"I'll be out in a moment!"

Kou was already looking at Aiichirou, but he was extremely good at not looking at her when he needed to. Instead, he glanced at an informational poster about a pet health insurance plan, careful to also not look at the nasty heartworms poster next to it. He was doing a perfectly passable job of ignoring everything that was not this one inane poster when the door opened and the voice came again.

"Sorry about that delay," he said, his voice even more musical when no longer muffled by the door and the wall between them. Aiichirou made the worst mistake in his life to date then, including the day he agreed to go in together with Kou on their bakery startup, including the day he allowed Rin to dump Momo on him in order to escape to room with Sousuke in high school, including the time with the strawberry vodka and the stripper pole.

He turned to look.

The veterinarian, if that was who he was, was the most goddamn beautiful man Aiichirou had ever seen in his life. He was tall, his shoulders were broad, his skin was pale, and he was built like he had been sculpted from marble by a master artist. His hair was dark and fell in unruly curls around his ears and across his forehead. Aiichirou was pretty sure he could see a glint of metal here and there, rings in his ears and maybe one in his brow as well. His white lab coat hung in clean lines on his frame and his hands were long-fingered and gorgeous around his clipboard. He looked up and gave Kou and Aiichirou a polite smile and fuck Aiichirou was gay.

"Hi there," Kou said when it became obvious Aiichirou was too busy drowning in homosexual daydreams. "We found this little guy in the alley behind our shop. Do you take walk-ins? We want to make sure they’re okay."

"I'd be happy to," the veterinarian said with another warm smile. "Follow me to an exam room and we'll get the little... one... set up."

Aiichirou followed Kou and the veterinarian back through a set of double doors to a room with a raised metal table and even more informational posters all over the walls. Kou set the dog down on the table and it blinked up at her, clearly smitten in the way that all animals were when they saw her. Aiichirou only just resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"Let's see what we have here," the veterinarian said, rolling on a pair of blue nitrile gloves, and—

Nope.

Aiichirou was not going down that road just then. He focused on the dog and on how the veterinarian was so careful when approaching it.

"Well, it looks like you both did the right thing bringing them here," he said. "Definitely in need of a grooming, and they look pretty malnourished. Hard to tell a breed beneath all those mats, but I'd say by the size we're probably looking at a main coon here."

"Isn't that a type of cat?" Aiichirou blurted. Kou turned to him with her eyebrows raised in a way that told him she would absolutely be ridiculing him for this for weeks at the very least, but the veterinarian just nodded.

"You probably suspected dog, am I right?' he asked. Aiichirou nodded, biting his lip and hoping his cheeks weren't as horribly red as they felt. "Yeah, it's hard to tell at first glance, but this is kind of my field," the veterinarian laughed. "But here, you can tell in the paws most easily." Aiichirou stepped closer when the veterinarian held his hand out to invite him up to the table, leaning in. Sure enough, the paw that the veterinarian held up was shaped like a cat's, and when he squeezed gently on the pads a set of ragged, vicious-looking claws extended out, then re-sheathed when he released the pressure. 

"Can you tell if it's injured?" Aiichirou asked.

"I'll have to do a more thorough examination, but it doesn't look like anything too pressing. I'd say they probably need food and warmth, and a bath and a haircut once that's taken care of. Let me grab something for them from the back and we'll see if we can get them more settled."

The veterinarian stepped back through the door and Kou and Aiichirou looked at each other.

"No," Aiichirou said, but Kou was already talking over him.

"If you don't let me, Onii-san finds out all about you swooning over the pretty vet," she said.

"Rin-senpai doesn't scare me," Aiichirou scoffed.

"No, but he'll tell Sousuke-nii, who will tell Mikoshiba-kun, who will tell Momo-kun, who will tell Nagisa-kun, and then you're fucked," Kou said, smiling sweetly at him. "The gossip train starts with Onii-san, but it doesn't end there."

"You're a monster," Aiichirou accused. "Using your powers for evil."

"Yep. Now. Are you going to get his number?"

"I'd settle for his name, to start," Aiichirou said. "And I'm not going to hit on the vet while he's just doing his job."

"Coward."

"Whatever. Did you catch a name?"

"Matsukawa-sensei."

"Yes?" The door was opening and the veterinarian was stepping through once more, holding a tin can in one hand, a bowl and a water bottle wedged in the other. "We'll start with the food," he said. "We don't want the little one getting sick by going too quickly after the water, after all."

"Sounds good," Aiichirou managed. Matsukawa sent him a smile as he set the can in front of the cat and peeled the top off of it.

The effect was immediate. The cat surged forward, slamming face-first into the slop inside the can. It let out a low keening noise as it ate, breaking up with each slurping bite and swallow. It was frankly a disgusting noise, but Matsukawa smiled at it, reaching out to stroke along its spine.

"That's it, sweetheart," he murmured. "You're safe now."

Aiichirou watched in silence as Matsukawa poured some water into the bowl and set it in front of the cat, then began his examination. He talked as he did, mostly to Kou, telling her what he was doing and everything he found along the way. Every now and then he would throw a glance in Aiichirou's direction, but neither of them said anything to each other as he worked. Finally, Matsukawa leaned away.

"I can give you the name of a groomer who can help get this boy pretty as can be again," he said to Kou. "Once he's been groomed, bring him back here and we'll make sure he has all his shots. I didn't find a microchip on him, so there's no way to know if he has a home out there."

"Oh he has a home," Kou said, and Aiichirou groaned.

"You're paying for the supplies," he warned.

"Yeah, yeah," Kou said, waving her hand flippantly. "You'll thank me soon enough." Aiichirou just rolled his eyes at her, unable to help the fond smile creeping across his face.

"I asked you to find me a boyfriend, not a pet," he grumbled, then immediately froze. He was so used to making that joke with her that he hadn't even thought of where they were or what cute people were within earshot. But whether Matsukawa thought anything was off about his words or not, he didn't let it show. He just typed something into his computer and scribbled a number down on a pad of paper. Then he handed it and another small slip over.

"That one's a coupon for some quality food," he explained. "If you ask the employees at that store, they'll be able to point you to the right formulation for malnutrition, and give you some guidance on feeding times and amounts."

"Thank you, Matsukawa-sensei," Kou said, beaming as she took the papers from him.

"You go ahead, Kou-chan," Aiichirou said as the three of them returned to the lobby. He handed her the keys. "I'll take care of this one since you're buying literally everything else for the rest of his life." She waved him off with a roll of her eyes and carried the cat through the door, cooing at him the entire way. He turned to the counter and offered a sheepish smile to Matsukawa.

"What's the story there, if you don't mind my asking?" Matsukawa questioned as he punched some buttons on his register.

"We met in high school," Aiichirou replied. "Her older brother was my senpai on the swim team, and she managed the team from our rival high school. When we graduated, she shoved me into a culinary program while she took a business degree, and then made me teach her what I learned in the evenings. Then she dropped some real estate papers in front of me and informed me we were opening a brick-and-mortar bakery together. We live in the apartment above the shop, and she's the biggest pain in the ass I've ever met, but I couldn't ask for a better friend."

"Friend?" Matsukawa repeated, his voice a little strained.

"Yeah. People always ask about that one." Aiichirou laughed. "I get it. We're both hot as fuck. But we're also both incredibly gay, so alas, we will never be the power couple we were born to be."

"I feel like the world is lucky for that," Matsukawa hummed. "This exam was on the house. New customer promotion."

"That... doesn't seem right," Aiichirou said. Matsukawa leaned his hips against his side of the counter, his eyes catching Aiichirou's and holding him captive.

"New customers get their first examination free, provided they're beautiful and laugh like the coming of distant thunder. Terms and conditions: one use per customer. Cannot be combined with other offers or promotions. New customers must provide their names and a list of times they’re available for a dinner date over the next week."

Aiichirou stared at Matsukawa as his meaning sunk in, feeling the warmth and tightness in his chest blossom into a smile he couldn't quite keep down.

"Nitori Aiichirou," he said, "and I'm free on Thursday and Saturday."

The smile that spread across Matsukawa's face was even more beautiful than the rest of him. "Meet me here Thursday at six?" he asked.

"It's a date."

[zizitzatza]

Selfie time #selfie #selfitime #littlebittired😴 #sleepyface #alwayslottodo (helyszín: Csömör, Pest, Hungary) https://www.instagram.com/p/Co9-YeMIntM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[movelikeyoustoleit]

Bruh he’s fucking beautiful 🧡

Ian dreaming about Mickey

[usamey]

being sooooo normal abt him 😋😋🤭🤭

[iandarling]

Mickeys nicknames for Ian:

Firecrotch, red, sleepyface, mumbles, handsome, tall fucker, james dean, little orphan annie, pippi long-stocking, monster cock, love of my life, gorgeous, lover, dickbreath, asshole, sex on legs, dumbass, glee club, motherfucker, prince charming, dicksucker, raggedy anne, princess, pretty face, casper the ghost, cupcake, fruitcake, tooth fairy, freckles

Ian’s nicknames for Mickey:

Baby

[lupeloto]

“the best thing to ever happen to me” ficlet

so ian is struggling with a down and mickey does some reasssuring

Mickey stands at a still in the doorway for a bit, the lowering Sun peaking through the small crack in the curtains. It’s shining on Ian’s body, glistening against his pale-freckled skin, like it was made to illuminate him.

Mickey stalls in the doorway a moment longer, his heart slightly weighed down at the sight of Ian in the same position he left him in this morning… covers draped loosely over his stomach, arms curled underneath his chin, back turned towards the door

���Hey sleepyface,” Mickey shakes himself, forcing a smile on his face as he makes his way to Ian’s side of the bed.

Mickey crouches down in front of him, bringing his hand up to gently caress his cheek as Ian’s eyes flutter open slowly.

A small, almost unnoticeable smile tugs at his lips at the sight of Mickey, “Hey,” he says in a barely audible whisper.

“Hey,” Mickey grins, “Can I make ya something to eat? I’ll see what i can do with the fuckin’ pizza rolls and pop-tarts we got.”

Ian doesnt respond, simply shifting the comforter back on the spot next to him, signaling for Mickey to join him. Although irritated at being ignored, he feels a rush of relief flood his body. Ian wanting company was a good sign.

“Alright softie, gimme a minute,” Mickey tugs off his work uniform before grabbing a pair of sweatpants from the drawer. He pulls back the comforter, a sigh of relief escaping him as the cold sheets hit his bare chest. It had been a long day taking on deliveries himself…not that he would ever complain.

“Ya wanna turn around? Haven’t seen that face all day,” Mickey touches Ian’s shoulder lightly.

Ian slowly turns his body around, a certain sluggishness plaguing his movements, “Telling me you miss my face and i’m the softie?” He speaks slower than usual, a lag in his joke delivery but a small smile on his face anyways.

“Fuck off,” Mickey says through stifled laughs. He revels in this moment, that sunset now revealing a dusted pink through the curtains that shine on Ian’s face, perfectly complimenting the dusting of orange freckles.

“I’m sorry,” Ian whispers, facing Mickey, hands curling up under his chin again.

“I know it’s hard. It doesn’t just happen to me,” he hesitates, stumbling slightly over his words, “It-it’s happening to you, too. And i’m-“

“Hey,“ Mickey leans his face in closer, eyes staring up at Ian, “Shut the fuck up for me.”

“Don’t wanna hear any more of that shit. You happening to me was the best goddamn thing I could’ve asked for,” Mickey rolls over on his back, slightly insecure at the level of intimacy in the statement.

“Hey,” Ian touches Mickey’s chin, turning his face towards him, “You’re the best thing to ever happen to me too.”

“Yeah?” Mickey asks, flashing that one-smile he does paired with a flush of his cheeks. Ian fucking loves that smile. From the minute he first saw it he never wanted it to leave, promising himself to make him smile like that every single day he could.

“Yup. Known it for eleven years of my life,” Ian says, a slight higher register in his voice that lifts a small weight off Mickey’s chest.

“Alright, enough of this shit you sappy-ass. I’m starvin’, want some pizza rolls? Pop-tarts for dessert?” Mickey questions, raising his eyebrows sarcastically as if he had just offered Ian a five-star meal.

“Sounds perfect.” Ian says through a satisfied sigh.

Mickey fumbles out of the bed, leaning over the place a quick peck on Ian’s forehead, moving to his lips for a slightly longer one.

They pull away, a smile on both their faces, “Now get your ass in there, Gordon Ramsey,” Ian grins lightly, poking fun at Mickey’s five-star dinner proposal, feeling a blanket of warmth settling over him.

[coelhocarente]

Sleepyface 😴

[yourbelgianthings]

"now i'm gonna grow"

a very short ducknerva fic (500 words), it's really just one scene, i wanted to write duck actually asking minerva to come to brazil with him since we never get that part in the show

Duck Newton laid on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling as if the texture of the plaster there would suddenly transform into some kind of message for him. It did not. Minerva was next to him, with her arm gently rested across his collarbone. He shifted around slightly, something didn’t feel right. Not just right now, but it had been off somehow since he and Minerva had been able to return to Kepler from Sylvain. Having lived in Kepler his whole life, everything about the town was comfortable and familiar to him. However, after coming back and everything he went through with the Pine Guard, it had been difficult to return to his regular routine, especially without Arlo, Aubrey, and Ned. He had been entertaining an idea of what to do now, and each day he went back and forth on it, but now, Duck finally decided he would ask Minerva about it in the morning. With that, he rolled over, cuddled closer into Minerva, and finally drifted off to sleep.

Shockingly, when Duck woke up, he was not alone in bed.

“GOOD MORNING, SLEEPYFACE!” Minerva greeted him.

He chuckled. “I think you mean sleepyhead, and anyway, what are you still doing in bed?”

“I DIDN’T FEEL LIKE HAVING BREAKFAST BY MYSELF THIS MORNING.”

“That’s real nice Minerva, and funny enough, I don’t either.” Their hands found each other and squeezed, holding on as long as they wanted to; the only thing that was waiting was breakfast.

Sitting on the couch with their omelets and toast, Duck figured now was as good a time as any. He cleared his throat and asked casually,

“Hey, how would you feel about getting out of Kepler for a while?”

Minerva looked up at him, mid bite of toast, with a worried expression.

“IS THERE A DANGER WE MISSED, WAYNE? IT IS BETTER TO STAY AND FIGHT THAN RUN.”

“No, no, nothing like that. I just want to go see somewhere else. We can go help plant trees in the biggest forest in the world if that sounds good to you.” She set her plate on the coffee table and scooted closer to Duck, putting her arm around his shoulder.

“I’VE ALREADY LEFT MY HOME, AND YOU KNOW I CAN’T GO BACK. YOU DO WHAT YOU NEED TO AND I’LL BE RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE.”

“Well, I really appreciate that, Minnie,” Duck murmured as he snuggled closer into her. “I was talking to Juno about this too, I’ll give her a call and let her know the plan’s all set.” He made no effort to get up right now though, it had been a long few months and there was finally time. Time for lazy, soft cuddles on the couch with the woman he was realizing he loved, and anything else could wait. Minerva smiled gently at Duck as he rested in her arms, although his eyes were closed so he didn’t notice. He had never called her Minnie before, and she liked it. It felt nice to be included in having a nickname. Against her instincts, Minerva allowed her eyes to drift closed too, letting herself trust in Duck’s reassurance that there was no danger anymore.

[snowyhyena]

Yep..

[bruisedark]

still hungover from my step-sister’s wedding 😵‍💫

[gardenerian]

To add to the breakfast in bed thing, imagine Mickey going to wake Ian up once he's done but he ends up not being able to do it because Ian is just too cute when he sleeps. So Mickey lets the food get cold because he's too busy watching Ian's freckles dance on his face as the sun rises

hey...... HEY. what the fuck???? i don't even. i have nothing to add here i am at my LIMITTTTTTT 😭 that is.... unfathomably sweet 😭 he'll go out for some sweet susan's when ian's lil sleepyface finally wakes up 😭

[lingy910y]

thanks for tagging me @liamgallaghers 😻 love u

what’s your name? Ling

your sun sign: Virgo

the last song you listened to: Motion Sickness by Phoebe Bridgers

what are you wearing right now? yellow cable-knit sweater & warm black pants with with some white as a pattern

how tall are you? 162 cm/ 5'3''

piercings? none

tattoos? none

glasses? contacts? yes, glasses. i just got a new pair recently! they have big lenses and have peach colored frames :)

last drink: water

last thing you ate: hawaiian sweet rolls

favorite color: red. specifically red violet/ magenta

any pets? none

do you have a crush on anyone? no. but my crush for 6 years finally faded away 😀

favorite fictional character: firecrotch, carrot top/ boy, orange boy, sparky, rectum boy, curtis, howdy doody, mr. millagher, sugar tits, army, mary poppins, cinderella, that chick from the movie brave, sleepyface, tough guy, dom top daddy, gay jesus, ianna.

a movie you think everyone should watch: idk by “everyone” cause everyone has different tastes and this one is very nsfw, but The Handmaiden. lesbians being gay and scamming men + plot twist after plot twist

a book you think everyone should read: we are the ants by shaun david hutchinson. literally shaking crying throwing up

the last place you traveled: connecticut 6 yrs ago

something you’re looking forward to: gallavich’s wedding anniversary on march 21st duh

tagging: seems like a lot of ppl has been tagged and i don't wanna bother ppl again but i hope u guys like tag games as much as i do? anyway @ms-moonlight-inn?

[ourobororos]

kitty for YOU btw.

OUGH… lovely sleepyface… tysm for this animal and the bday wishes in the other ask!!!