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[thosegayoldmen]

Seven Something Sentence Sunday

Thank you for all the wonderful tags guys! So many of you lovlies today! 🥰 @elodiah, @insomniaflarrow, @kcscribbler, @lokimobius, @devilbearingtrouuble, @distracteddream, @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @mobiusismycomfortcharacter & @wolfpup026

Here's a little something I tapped out today, it's meant to be part of a 5+1 fic I'm attempting and this was the first scene that my brain decided it wanted to try 😁

Definitely more than seven sentences, but I'm a rule breaker! 💪😤

Loki scrubs at his hair with the towel, feeling the rest of the cold water clinging to his skin sliding uncomfortably down the line of his spine. He'd already peeled his sopping wet shirt and tie off the moment they had stepped foot back in the locker rooms, hating the feeling of it clinging to his skin.

Ordinarily he would have dried himself before they'd returned from the timeline, but the sudden downpour had caught them all by surprise, and the timedoors were open and being stepped through before Loki had the chance to do much of anything.

With a sigh, he lets the towel slip down to lay around his shoulders, opening his locker and rummaging around for something clean and dry to put on.

Beside him there's a small thump, the mutterings of a ‘dammit’ and a similar sigh to his own. Loki smiles fondly as he listens to his friend struggle to get out of his armor, peeking around the open door of his locker with an amused grin.

“Having trouble?” He quips, prompting his partner to turn and glare at him. Mobius’ hair is still dripping wet, plastered to his frowning brow as he struggles against his rain soaked clothes. His own towel lays discarded on the nearby bench as he fumbles to reach for a buckle under his arm, clothing squeaking in the otherwise empty locker room. Loki chuckles as Mobius’ wet fingers slide uselessly over the clasp for the fourth time.

“Stop laughing and help me out, would'ya?” With a fake roll of his eyes, Loki steps up behind him with hands outstretched to assist. A smile still pulls at his lips and something warm and familiar settles in his chest, despite the cold chill of his still damp skin.

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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)