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[clanslist]

[digitalsketchlog]

julia just makes me laugh so loud

[im-so-normal-iswear]

Hello! It's me the one who requested reader sleepwalking. Can I be sleepwalk anon?

Sorry I didn't know you were overwhelmed by my request yesterday, I was reading the rules carefully and I was like— "ah ok so meaning they can write 4 or more characters, imma request!"

You can do the main sss hedgehog boys for sleepwalking reader or just sonic and shadow, is that makes you comfortable.

Again, sorry for making you overwhelmed!

A/n: yeah, sorry, it's my fault for not making it clear to begin with.

Triple S x reader who sleepwalks

Sonic:

Sonic has a habit of staying up late, so it’s no surprise he’s awake when you begin your sleepwalking. He’s lounging on the couch, watching a movie, when you shuffle out of your room, arms slightly outstretched, your face completely blank.

At first, Sonic thinks you’re just messing with him. Talking to you as if any other normal day. But you don’t respond. Instead, you march straight past him and bump into the coffee table.

Sonic’s grin falters when you mutter something incoherent under your breath, rubbing your knee absently before walking into the wall.

“Wait… are you sleepwalking?” Sonic whispers to himself.

He jumps up and jogs over to you. "Uh, Y/N? You good there, buddy?" He waves a hand in front of your face, but you only mutter again, turning sharply and walking toward the kitchen.

"Alright, this is either going to be really funny or a disaster waiting to happen," though hes not gonna stop you now as hes genuinely curious, so he just continues following you.

He watches in silent amusement as you open the fridge, stare at its contents for a solid thirty seconds, then grab an apple, only to drop it immediately and shuffle away. You make a beeline for the sink, turn on the faucet, and start washing the counter.

"Okay, yeah, this is gold," Sonic mutters, pulling out his phone to record the scene.

When you bump into the kitchen table, mutter again, and sit down in the middle of the floor like it’s the most natural thing in the world, Sonic finally intervenes. He gently steers you back to your room, all the while stifling laughter.

The next morning, you wake up to sonic all up next to you, shoving his phone in your face as you groggily watch the video of yourself sleepwalking, complete with Sonic’s commentary.

"And here we have the rare Sleepwalking Y/N in their natural habitat. Truly majestic. Ten out of ten entertainment."

Silver:

Silver is a light sleeper, so when he hears footsteps at three in the morning, he immediately bolts upright. He’s halfway to activating his psychokinesis when he realizes it’s just you, wandering around aimlessly.

At first, he’s worried. Very worried. Did you have a nightmare? Are you okay? But then he notices your vacant expression and the way you keep bumping into furniture without reacting.

"Wait… are they sleepwalking?"

He watches as you stumble toward the bookshelf, run your hand along it like you’re looking for something, and then pull out a random book. You open it, flip a few pages, and then hold it upside down, muttering something under your breath.

Silver doesn’t know whether to laugh or try to wake you up. Instead, he decides to quietly follow you, just to make sure you don’t hurt yourself. He uses his powers to move objects out of your way as you shuffle around the room. When you trip over your own feet and fall onto the couch, Silver gently places a pillow under your head with his powers, smiling softly.

"You’re so weird," he mutters, sitting down to keep watch.

When you eventually get up and start wandering again, Silver patiently just follows you around the house. Waking up to Silvers sheepish explanation on what happened.

"You were, uh, walking around and muttering stuff," he says. "I didn’t want to wake you up, so I just made sure you didn’t, you know, fall down the stairs or something."

Shadow:

Shadow is not amused. He’s a heavy sleeper, but even he can’t ignore the sound of you knocking over a lamp at three in the morning. He storms out of his room, fully prepared to scold whoever’s causing the commotion, only to freeze when he sees you standing in the middle of the hallway, staring at the floor like it personally offended you.

"Y/N," he says sharply, but you don’t respond. Instead, you turn and start walking toward him, your steps uneven and your expression blank.

"Y/N?" he tries again, still no answer.

You brush past him, muttering something incoherent, and head straight for the couch. You sit down, pick up a throw pillow, and hug it like it’s the most important thing in the world.

Shadow, upon peicing together your sleep walking, stares at you for a long moment, his arms crossed. He debates whether or not to wake you up but ultimately decides against it. Instead, he sits down in a nearby chair and watches you closely, making sure you don’t do anything dangerous.

When you eventually get up and start wandering again, Shadow follows you with a deep scowl. When you try to open the front door, he steps in front of you, his arms crossed.

"You’re not going outside," he says firmly, even though he knows you can’t hear him.

The next morning, he confronts you over breakfast.

"Do you have any idea how much noise you made last night?" he asks, glaring daggers at you.

When you look at him in confusion, he sighs and explains. "You were sleepwalking. You almost walked straight out the door at three in the morning."

In short terms bro is done with you /j

[starryheadedghost]

I was very inspired by Secret Sleepover Society, Onsta, and Doig playing Webfishing the other day

[ggidolsmuts]

Printed Tees - ARTMS Jinsoul

"You want to tell me something Jinsoul?" you ask, eyeing her top.

"Hmm? No no, just felt like wearing it," she answers airily, but you know better. You had been coming home tired from work, and you might have pushed your clingy girlfriend away one too many times. And of course she would be a little petulant... brat? No, princess, about it.

"Are you sure? Feels like the top is sending me a message." Jinsoul doesn't resist when you bend her over the dining table.

"P-Projecting much?" she gasps, feeling your lips on her lower back and following her jeans over her cheeks and thighs as you peel the tight fitting denim down.

"I am feeling hungry." You sink your teeth into Jinsoul's ass, leaving shallow bite marks as she complains and kicks back pointlessly.

"Yah!"

"Ok, ass eaten, check. Looks like your bottom is sending me a message too." You brush a finger over the damp spot on her panties and watch it grow - maybe you really did push Jinsoul off one too many times. "Or am I projecting?"

"If you get the message then hurry up and do something!" she whines. You do exactly that, and in a few seconds you're licking and Jinsoul's leaking, her juices spilling down your chin. Her moans are singing in the room, every lick that drifts close to her clit making them rise in pitch. You're singing in a rain of Jinsoul's juices, humming and adding vibrations to your meal.

Jinsoul's enjoying herself - finally you were paying attention to her! She felt a little bad at wearing the top, guilting you into doing this, but she was really horny, and you're not really that tired right?

"Eee! Nnngh oppa!" She can't help herself when you finally lick her clit and kiss it with your lips, and Jinsoul explodes over your face. A strangled moan escapes her when you keep eating her through her orgasm, and her legs kick weakly back against you in protest. When she's done drooling on the table Jinsoul finds herself on her back, looking up at you, your face shining with her juices.

"Eat you, check." You take her hand, making sure she wipes you clean, before taking a finger and sucking on it. With a playful smirk she dips her own hand between her legs before presenting you with more fingers to eat.

"Eat your finger, check. Happy?"

"No!" Jinsoul pouts. The stylist made me cover up the last line of the top, said it was too provocative.

"Eat your ass, eat you, and eat your finger was not provocative enough?" Jinsoul rolls her eyes and pulls up a picture.

Fuck me

Jinsoul finds her legs on your shoulders, and somehow you've already dropped your pants.

"Wait not heee- re!" She squeals.

Best top ever, is Jinsoul's last thought as you slam yourself deep into her.

A/N: Just something short and dumb lol, Yakuza just came out so rip to writing, slowly working through next draft. Thanks for reading!

[gh0ulpunk]

"tiktok refugees" what if i slammed your face into the ground for using the word refugee like this

[yerlocalrat]

Apologies for not posting in a while. I've been struggling with some news I've gotten lately about my mother's health condition.

(Left is shaded)

[mmediocreman]

"I was there too”

[toddfrom]

Heyyyy if yall havent heard, jacob has released his first EP on a bunch of streaming services! If you look for Two Week Vacation by Tummy Boy you’ll find it 🤙✌️ (only $3 on bandcamp btw!)

[kittekiroku]

リトルミイ登場

[omnimarii]

Watching the old hitman videos from secret sleepover society and Jacob and Julia never fail to trigger the bi panic

[thevillagerat]

sss...m?

sonic 06 gang

silly drawing i did for me and my friends cause we have matching Roblox avatars

[im-so-normal-iswear]

Jealous triple s, and how they deal with it, would they be insecure? Would they be unbothered?

take your time!

Jealous Sonic, Shadow, and Silver x Reader

Sonic:

Sonic’s confidence is one of his most defining traits, but when he gets jealous, that cool, carefree demeanor takes a serious hit. He’s usually so sure of himself, it’s part of his charm. But when someone else starts vying for your attention? That’s when cracks begin to show.

It starts small. You’re chatting with someone else, and Sonic catches sight of your laugh, the way your eyes light up. He doesn’t like how that person leans in a little too close or how their hand lingers just a moment too long. Sonic doesn’t want to admit it, but he’s... uncomfortable.

"Hey, Y/N!" Sonic’s voice cuts through the conversation, loud and bright. He zips up to your side, arm slinging around your shoulder in an overly casual gesture. "Whatcha talkin’ about? Anything cool, or is it just boring stuff?"

He flashes his signature grin, it sidnt reach his eyes tho as he just stared at them. The other person gets the hint, offering a polite excuse to leave, and Sonic is immediately all over you.

"Phew! Thought I’d have to rescue you from that snoozefest." He laughs, but his eyes linger on your face, searching. "You’re not, like, too close with them, are you?"

If you call him out on his jealousy, he’ll deny it, waving it off with a sheepish chuckle. "Jealous? Me? Nah, I’m way too cool for that." Before speeding away to not have to deal with his problems.

Despite his bravado, Sonic can’t help but feel a little insecure. What if he’s not enough? He’s fast, adventurous, and fun, but is that all you see him as? These thoughts are fleeting, though, because Sonic doesn’t like to dwell on negativity. He’s quick to bounce back, reminding himself that no one can match his charm.

When his jealousy peaks, he doubles down on his efforts to impress you. He’ll drag you on adventures, race you to the nearest horizon, and show off every trick in his arsenal. Sonic wants to be the one who keeps you smiling, even if it means pushing himself a little harder to outshine everyone else.

Shadow:

Shadow’s jealousy is a bit more on the intense side. He’s not one to wear his emotions on his sleeve, far from it, but he lets himself relax more around you, he valies you for that.

He notices everything, the way someone’s eyes linger on you, the subtle changes in their tone, and how easily they make you laugh. Shadow doesn’t say anything at first, but his silence speaks volumes. His eyes narrow, his body language stiffens, and the air around him grows thick with tension.

"Do you enjoy their company?" he asks you one evening, his tone calm but icy. It’s not an accusation, but the question seemed like a trap.

If you assure him that you’re just being polite or that it’s nothing serious, Shadow nods, but the thought lingers in his mind. He doesn’t understand why it bothers him so much, why the thought of others spending more time with you makes him ache.

Shadow isn’t one to act out of insecurity, but jealousy brings out a possessive streak he can’t quite control. He’s not above making his presence known, standing just a little too close to you when someone else is around or fixing them with a withering glare that sends them running.

"0You don’t need them," he tells you firmly, his voice low. "You have me."

Shadow’s jealousy stems from his fear of losing the one person who makes him feel "human",(mobian? Idfk anymore man :(.) grounded. He doesn’t want to admit it, but he worries that someone else might give you something he can’t. After all, he’s not the most expressive or affectionate person, and sometimes he wonders if that’s enough for you.

If you reassure him, Shadow relaxes, his usually stone cold exterior softening. "I don’t want to lose you," he admits quietly, almost ashamed of his own weakness.

While Shadow tries to keep his jealousy in check, it occasionally slips out in subtle ways.

Silver:

Silver is naturally anxious, and jealousy only amplifies that side of him. He’s not used to navigating these kinds of emotions, so when he sees someone else getting a little too friendly with you, he doesn’t know how to handle it.

At first, Silver tries to ignore it, convincing himself that he’s overreacting. "They’re just being nice," he tells himself, but the knot in his stomach says otherwise. He starts overthinking everything, what if they’re better for you? What if you realize he’s not enough?

You notice how quiet he gets, his usual bright demeanor overshadowed by uncertainty. When you ask him what’s wrong, he hesitates before blurting out, "Do you like them more than me?"

Silver immediately regrets his words, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Sorry, I didn’t mean to-! I just... I don’t want to lose you."

His honesty is endearing, even if his jealousy is a little misplaced. Silver doesn’t want to control you or keep you from talking to others, but he can’t help feeling like he has to prove himself.

If his jealousy gets the better of him, Silver might become a bit clingy, always wanting to be by your side. "Can I stay with you for a bit?" he asks, his voice soft and hopeful.

Silver’s jealousy isn’t rooted in possessiveness but in his fear of not being good enough. He looks up to you, admires you, and sometimes he wonders what you see in him. But your reassurance means the world to him.

"You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me," Silver says one day. "I just want to make sure I’m the best for you, too."

[duckflyfly]

Shit SJ Says 74/∞: “If I win today, I will retire.” - the artist with the fastest retirement in K-pop history, Lee Hyukjae (c)

[ggidolsmuts]

Pillow Play - Twice Nayeon

Nayeon arrives home, bringing in the package she saw at her door.

"Oh, wonder what this is?"

She doesn't think too much about it, leaving it at the entrance of the door. Nayeon sheds her clothes, walking into her bathroom already naked. The water soon runs down her body, flowing smoothly down her curves as the stress of the day slowly drains away.

She comes out of the bathroom after her shower partly dressed and completely relaxed, in her underwear and a towel around her hair.

"Let's see what you are..." Nayeon mumbles as she sits down on her sofa, grabbing a pair of scissors and slicing open the package. It's a pillow, and Nayeon takes it out of the packaging, feeling it's extra firm feel that maintains its shape through her squeezing. It curves naturally in her hand, like it would perfectly support her head and neck if she slept on her back or side. Nayeon tilts her head from side to side, and she warms under her own touch—she hadn't seen her boyfriend in a while, maybe it was time for something that could give her good support.

She brings the pillow to the bed, except she's using it all wrong—Nayeon lays the pillow on it's edge, and her thighs trap it in place as she sits down on it, the solid firmness of the pillow applying firm pressure between her legs as her knees sink into the mattress.

"Oh, that's nice." Back and forth she rocks, grinding her dampening core on the pillow. It has the perfect amount of push back, the pillow trying to return to its original shape pressing right against her. Nayeon adjusts her angle a little bit, breathing out loudly as it brushes against her clit, pushing her further to climax.

"Almost there..." Her hands slip under her bra, and Nayeon begins playing with her own tits, grabbing and squeezing them roughly, like how her boyfriend would. She goes one step further, leaning forward and twerking her hips on the pillow, as if she's grinding on his cock, feeling her clit get properly rubbed against the pillow. With a shudder and a low moan Nayeon's thighs seize around the pillow, and she bucks her hips down and into it as she cums.

"Nngh... fuck that wasn't bad at all." Nayeon rolls off the pillow, blushing slightly at her own soaked spot on her panties and the pillow. She throws both into the laundry when she receives a message from him.

*Hey I ordered a pillow for my neck but put in your address instead by mistake. Could you hold it for me until I come over? Thanks!*

Oh she's going to do more than hold it for him.

*Sure, I washed it too just for you <3*

*Thanks, love you!*

A/N: Something quick and stupid when I saw she was a model for Tempurpedic pillows lol. I grabbed some of the descriptions from it's website, I'm sure you can tell. Also reminds me of that one locke fic that uses a similar pic. Thanks for reading!

[hurrican3x]

Yooooooo

Shadamy in Sonic speed simulator