#that and the sleepy is eternal 0(-(

[becauseplot]

Hi hello more thoughts about this post-osnf au. I should come up with an official name or tag for this lmfao.

A couple nights out of the hospital, settled in Liz's guest room, is when Thiago starts having dreams of being lost in the Symbol again, waking up scared and disoriented and confused. The thing is, he never calls out to anyone while in the middle of his panic because he simply doesn't think to (he knows nothing but the Symbol, where is the Symbol, where is the Symbol...), so by the time he finally thinks of reaching out to Liz---she keeps her phone on her bedside with certain contacts on ringer at night---or texting his friends, he's je's already mostly calmed down and feeling like himself again. That doesn't mean he isn't shaken by it though, and he rarely ever sleeps after waking up like that.

Telling the others that he's having these dreams (Nightmares? Visions? Oh god, he hopes not visions...) is probably the smart thing. But he also doesn't want to freak them out considering that Santo Berço should be, is, dead in the ground and he knows hoe shaken up they were by him taking that Symbol. Fuck, he was shaken too. More than shaken. Admitting that the Symbol still comes for him in his sleep is just...it's terrifying to consider what that means.

He's sure they're just dreams. He's had nightmares---still has nightmares---of his first mission, so only makes sense that the second one would show up too. It's just fresh in his mind. In a week or two, they'll start to taper off.

They do not taper off.

They don't seem to get substantially worse, no, but they certainly don't seem to get much better. Reactions upon waking range from being disoriented for a couple seconds to full blown disconnections from his body and his memory for god knows how long as he struggles to find comfort in surroundings that are entirely strange and alien to him.

He figures out a way to cope, though. He sleeps with a lamp on low light (and a towel lining the bottom of the door to keep Liz from noticing in case she wakes up before him and passes by his room) and writing the following in dark pen on his inner forearm every night before he goes to bed: "My name is Thiago Fritz. I live in São Paulo. My friends are Liz, Cesar, Joui, and Arthur. Liz sleeps in the room upstairs. The Symbol is gone. I am home and I am safe." He scrubs it off every morning. Eventually he cuts the sleeve off an old white workout shirt and writes the reminder on the elastic, skin-tight sleeve so he can simply slip it on before bed.

Does it work? A bit. Sometimes his disorientation gets so bad that the shapes of the letters are just that, shapes, but once his brain can work enough to recognize the shapes for letters and read, it gets much easier from there. He draws some spirals and swirls on the sleeve in the hopes of drawing his attention to it more whenever he's freaking out.

In any case, he's coping, he's got this. Sure, he still doesn't sleep well (or at all) after waking up from the dreams, so he's tired all the time, but a little sleepiness can be remedied with naps. He's injured and middle aged now, people can't get on his case if he wants some shut eye in the afternoon.

The others notice his perpetual exhaustion. Of course they do. He tells them "nightmares" and doesn't elaborate. Liz tells him that he's welcome to wake her if he's having a rough time, and Thiago just tells her she's welcome to do the same. Easy dodge.

[alexias-left-foot]

Benção

Ive been writting this one for a while.

!Dont know if i will keep writting on this universe

Wrote this one while listening to a portuguese song, (dont ask please), link below

!Im not english, so im sorry for any spelling mistake!

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You know, she is probably still mad at me- you said to Mapi and Ingrid while making your way to the dressing room- If i tell her she won't probably talk to me ever again.

Cmon she knows you y/n! She has to understand that there is something more important going on. You have to tell her or she is going to break up with you. You can't hide it anymore. You have been so stressed, she is going to notice even more- Ingrid answered you.

You “have a kid”. Not you, but your ex. Your ex was pregnant 1 YEAR AND A HALF AGO! Now you have a kid with 9 months . Before you both broke up, almost 2 years ago, you both were trying to have a baby but it never worked, at least you thought that. Turns out you were wrong! She was pregnant all this damn time, had a kid and didn't tell you anything till last night. 

Last week after your away easy win 6-0 against Valencia she, and your baby, were in the public. She asked you to talk with her, which was clearly strange. Then she told you that the kid that was sleeping like a little angel was yours. She also told you all of a story but you just did not pay any attention to her still in shock looking at the sleepy kid in the grey pram. She told you that didn't want the baby anymore and wanted to give the kid up for adoption and wanted to inform you about it. You were arguing with her and ended up saying that you would stay with the sleepy baby. She was a bit shocked but agreed and told you you have a couple of weeks till you have to go get the baby or the baby was going to be adopted. You just agreed and said that will keep in touch.

Ona saw you both talking and, of course didnt like it, mainly cause of the love story you and your ex had. She was really jealous and didnt talked to you until you were both at home. Where you both fought because  she was jealous of your ex. She clearly made some movies on her head but you didnt want to keep arguing with her, it was a long day and you were so tired, so you just slept on the couch so you could get your head cleared.

 Things got a bit better but you didn't tell her, not yet. Only Mapi and Ingrid know about it, they are your best friends and you needed to talk to someone so you talked to them. They were clearly in shock when you told them that but decided to help you. That's what they are trying to do now.

“Now let's go to practice so you can clear your mind a bit, vale”?- Mapi sayed while squeezing your cheek

Practice was fine but you weren't really present there, which made your teammates worried 

“You need to tell her” Mapi said in the locker room. Mapi was right. You needed to tell her.

After a ride home that looked like an eternity, you were both at home. 

You were both watching some trash tv when she breaked the weird silence.

“Hey, what's going on? You´ve been a bit strange since you talked with your ex” Ona said with a worried look. “I have something to tell you, bebé, I just don't know how to tell you” You said while the brunette looked with an even more worried look “I-I have a baby. I didn't knew it, my ex told me after the game against Valencia, that's what we were talking about. She wanted to give the baby up for adoption, but I just couldn't tell her to do it, when I looked at that little baby sleeping in such an innocent cute way. I didn't knew what to do or say to you, i'm so so sorry…” you gasped and took your eyes full of tears out of the  floor to look at Ona who looked at you in shocked “You have a-a Kid?” she repeated while you nodded “And the kid is going to live with us” you nodded again. A minute of silence was made by both of you. Both of your hearts pumping fast 

“I think I can handle that '' she smacked your arm, with a soft small smile on oour face, joking at you who were in  tears by now. 

She looked a bit unsure because of her smile being so small, but you just hugged her in a really sad but sweet hug. 

“ Hey, hey, stop crying, okay you whiny? I'm here, I'm gonna help you through this, okay mi amor?I love you!” She was still making fun of you but she was as scared as you. It was her way to defend herself, being sarcastic and funny but you loved it even if it makes never be sure if she is scared or not.

“I love you too Oni, thanks for being here…” You managed to say while tears were rolling down your face and starting to get Ona´s eyes.

[satoluv]

YOU ALWAYS HAD ME — synopsis: what would you do if your hot best friend agreed to fake date you to make your ex-boyfriend jealous? will it ruin your friendship or will it prevail into something more?

⤿ [ 04 ] help, typo; * of ⟶ off! * & timestamps do not matter.

Gojo Satoru is many things but being punctual? Is never on his agenda.

However, that seems to differ when it comes to you.

“Hey," he greeted. Satoru was there with his hands tucked inside his pockets, leaning against the digital door of your home.

Sometimes the fact that he has his digital fingerprint on your door slips off your mind. Sometimes. But he has never crossed any boundaries. That’s what normal bestfriends do right? They give each other their passwords to their home?

Well, that’s what you think. Not to your friends though…

"Hi," you smiled sheepishly.

“You’re all dressed up. Going somewhere YN? Who's your lucky date?”

“Heyyyyy look at you! But yeah, you’re the lucky one.” You grinned, walking up to him and linking your arms together.

“So where are you taking me?” You broke off the silence between the two of you while he led you to his car.

He pinched your cheek with his free hand — a habit of his. “You’ll see, baby. After you m’lady.”

With that, he drove off.

The car ride was insanely long, to say you weren’t sleepy was an understatement. You tried your best to fight your demons and keep your eyes open but to no avail. Satoru, on the other hand, noticed. You were never one to stay awake in car rides.

“Go to sleep baby. I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”

That was your cue. You fell asleep.

After what felt like an eternity, you got woken up by your fake boyfriend’s hand over your eyes.

“Hold on to my arms while I close your eyes. It has to be a surprise!!” You were tired of Satoru’s antics but he brought you out when you were feeling down so who were you to complain?

The sounds of the rowdy streets freaked you a little — you still had your eyes closed. But Satoru’s gentle touch on your skin grounded you. — You felt safe with him.

“OKAY! I’M RELEASING MY HANDS IN 3..2..1!” He finally let go of his hands that were previously resting on your eyes, but his eyes never left yours.

You had to adjust the sight before you. When you realize where he took you, you jump into his arms, thanking and kissing every part of his face.

He never expected that reaction out of you, but did he mind? Not a bit! His bestfriend No, his crush! Was kissing him! He was beyond the moon. Everyone around you could see the love he had for you in his eyes.

If only you knew.

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lily ⟶ i’ve been gone for awhile but im here noww hope u enjoy and thank u sm for waiting! 🫶🏼 is yn falling ~ omg (i dont even know myself)

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[o2studies]

༻`` 🦎 Sunday — 11 Aug 24

_, Academic Weapon Challenge Day 10 ˎˊ-

|| Sleep: I can't remember how much sleep I got but my pup started barking at 5:55 and wouldn't quit until I let her out... And you bet I went back to bed after that 💤

|| Routine: I let myself sleep in till 9, I stretched and had a cup of water

|| Deep focus: I worked on the Sci Journal website today (I think it will get published by the end of August!) and Google sheets & forms for it too

I've got the best people helping me and who are also really excited about this! I couldn't ask for better support <3 And you've been such amazing help today @nyxscave !

|| Body: I kept quite a good posture for most of the day and did my best to not pick my skin when I realised I was doing it

|| Mind: I made some more physics notes today and for the most part stayed off social media

I was really excited today to watch the Perseids meteor shower 🌠 (I had for the past 2 years) but it was just pouring a minute ago so I don't think that's gonna happen....

In other news:

Day 2 clean (also, I am expecting big numbers here for a few months—and hopefully I can achieve that—because it mostly tends to happen around exam time and that's not happening for a while)

Day 0

Floor time ✅️ // 🍊

Oh wait, also, I forgot this one little tiny thing.. um-

HOW ARE THERE 340 OF YOU FOLLOWING ME ON MY JOURNEY?????? 340 is mad... And I am eternally grateful 🥹💕

Sleepy puppies vv

[aonoryuhei]

Aug 9-11 2024

i meant to write this on monday but tehepero... anyway this weekend was a big moment for me!! first, it was my first trip somewhere completely alone! no friends, no parents, just me and my car for a couple of days (my parents joined me via train on the last train but all the big stuff happened before then so it still counts!). second, i got a p cool award ehe...

day 1 was mainly me leaving my house later than i expected because it was STORMING!! and then driving for a few hours... the drive was a bit meh cause i kept getting sleeping -> forced myself to sing loudly to a playlist my friends collabed on -> would relax -> GET SLEEPY AGAIN... also the last 40 minutes were eternal?!!? i kept driving and driving and driving and it's not like the estimated arrival time changed but it felt like time kept dragging on 😭 i was literally so tired when i finally arrived to the hotel (actually resort... i splurged and decided to treat myself by staying at the hotel where the conference was at LOL) i accidentally replied to a worker greeting me by saying "welcome!" PFFT... i was dying by the time i got to my room. i managed to drag myself to registration and went to the free dinner they had. which was awkward because i knew nobody there and there weren't enough tables so i ate standing up.... BUT IT WAS STILL YUMMY!! i ate some french chicken (?) with some delicious carrots and potatoes. for dessert they had these tiny carrot cakes (delish) and these... decadent... pistachio cookies.... i should've had more of those lmfaoooo

day 2 was off to a good start because i went to bed EARLYYYYY like earlier than i ever have. breakfast (featured) was so yummy and filling!! i had a couple cups of tea and also POG juice LOL i was so shocked when i saw the label for that. honestly this conference was really clinical and kinda out of my league so after looking at some exhibition posters i went back to my room and napped 😴😴😴 LMFAO. i woke up in time to pick up lunch and went to a breakout session which like. was cool but not very helpful ig to me... i just watched tv the rest of the day until it was time to get ready for the awards dinner. i was sooo nervous going to this dinner and also we unexpectedly had to walk a lot?? and it was so HOT AND HUMID i was dying... but anyway i sat with my prof's family and some very kind (and really funny??) attendees that had some hilarious chats about being parents LOL i was there eating and sipping my drinks like i was watching tv. even though i was nervous i knew it was gonna be a good time cause 1. saw a deer on the way to the dinner 2. THERE WAS A RAINBOW!!! 🌈🌈🌈 i swore it was gonna rain but instead we got a rainbow! i ended up getting a very cool engraved pen/pencil case!! it's wooden!! and the pen(cil)s have my name on them!! i felt like a really accomplished adult seeing that lol

day 3 was me fighting for my life to leave my hotel room in time to check out.. i was SO tired and had to finish packing.. my parent's train ride got delayed so i took advantage of this to finally free myself of the disney area!!! cause bro why is everything disney SO far away from the rest of the city!!!! i went to this really cool coffee/comics store! the lavender/white choco coffee i had was SOOO yummy and it was so cool to be able to have ur drink and just peruse the store... it honestly made me miss reading comics as messy as those are lmfao i got some fun stuff INCLUDING... WAIT FOR IT.. A GREEN LANTERN ZERO HOUR ISSUE LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. AND IT GETS BETTER. IT'S THE ISSUE THAT HAS ALAN SCOTT IN THAT POSE.... to think i would get to get my hands on a physical copy of theeee "why'd they draw this old man like that!" issue... unreal... there were actually a lot of kyle issues there which was nice ^0^ i missed him sm... 💚 i wanted to maybe get a superman issue too but i couldnt recognize any of them and got overwhelmed LMFAO. anyway this was super fun and i loved the vibes here- i would loveeee to go again!! and i would love it even more if i could find a nearby place like it (i gotta investigate)! afterwards i picked up my parents and we waited out a nasty storm at a japanese restaurant and i had the yummiest food dudes... we shared some karaage chicken and takoyaki, my mom had some ramen n my dad had some fried rice. i got the omurice and it was. so. yummy. im still sad i couldnt finish it all 🥲 OH and we had some incredible thai teas!! we stopped at a cute park on our way home which was really nice to stretch out our legs! and we saw BUNNIESSSSS they were so cute!!!

i think it was a weekend for the books yall! i really am proud of doing all this alone! as for the award... i still kinda cant believe i got it AND that the folks from the organization remembered me from last year's application... but instead of doubting myself, i think i'll use my energy into working hard and catching up this next academic year! it won't be easy, but maybe if i catch myself being too hard on myself i'll look at that pen case and remember there's people that believe in me and my work

btw i took that welt yang charm EVERYWHERE with me... emotional support old man also got to learn about the heart lol

[circusgoth-dotcom]

Love is Stored in The Dino Nugget

Ship: Hannibal Lecter x John Citta

Word Count: 888

Summary: Sweet sleepy fic in which Hannibal dotes on his softie boyfriend. :0) :0) CWs for food mentions.

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife

After a lengthy night of socializing at an art gallery for some event or another, Hannibal carried John from the car and into their shared home, arms wrapped securely around their shorter frame as he shifted them around to open the front door. He was sure they were asleep, if not close to it, considering how they kept dozing off on the drive back. He didn’t mind, after all, they had done well at the gallery and deserved the rest.

He closed the door behind him and turned on the lights in the entryway, reaching up to brush some stray strands away from John’s face when they stirred at his touch.

“I’m sorry, my love, did I wake you?”

He made a tired sound in response, unwrapping one of his arms from Hannibal’s shoulders to rub at his eye under his glasses. “No, I’mawake…” He mumbled.

“Hm. Are you hungry? I know it's late, but we can make an exception as it's been several hours since dinner and a few pieces of salami and cheese aren't going to hold you over until morning."

John nodded and Hannibal carried him into the dining room, setting him gently into one of the chairs.

“Could you heat up those gourmet, dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets you made?” It asked, stifling a yawn. Hannibal smiled warmly, stroking his hair again.

“Of course. Don’t fall asleep while I’m gone,” he teased before setting off to his kitchen, a room that he kept the most particular of all the spaces in his home. It was his heart, the beating life force of his dwelling, funnelling blood to the dining room (the stomach), living area (the lungs), and bedroom (the brain). Before Hannibal had welcomed John into his life, he had never kept leftovers for himself. If he was dining alone, he need only cook portions for one, and if he was hosting the usual dinner party, what was left over was sent home with guests. After all, no one could get enough of Dr. Hannibal Lecter’s home cooking. He could not recount how many times he had been encouraged to start his own restaurant. But that would spoil the fun.

When the timer went off, Hannibal retrieved the reheated nuggets from the oven and plated them, unable to resist dressing the rather plain dish up with green garnishings and a disposable cup of ketchup before bringing it to his boyfriend.

“Here we are, fresh out of the oven.”

John perked up at the familiar scent and attempted to patiently wait for them to cool off, only to eventually pick one up, blow on it, dunk it in ketchup, and quickly take a bite. “Thanks, Hanni.”

“You’re very welcome, John. I’ll go get everything set for bed.”

“Alright, I’ll be up in a jiff.”

As Hannibal disappeared, John happily and sleepily consumed his meal. He was eternally grateful for Hannibal’s patient approach to his complicated relationship with food, never chastising him for sticking to a certain selection of meals and being nervous about trying new things. When he was finished with the nuggets, he brought his plate into the kitchen and began washing it in the sink, quickly becoming consumed by the mundaneness of the task.

“John?” Hannibal’s voice shook him out of his daze.

“I think I scrubbed this plate… twelve times…” John mumbled with a loopy chuckle. Hannibal took the plate from him and replaced it with a towel. John dried his hands before following Hannibal upstairs.

“You look exhausted, mein Shatz.” Hannibal hummed as he helped them wash their face in the master bathroom. John opened his mouth to retort, but Hannibal clucked his tongue disapprovingly. “Don’t speak. You’ve done enough of that this evening. You already have sleep issues, you need to conserve your energy.”

John nodded in agreement, content to let his boyfriend guide him through his nightly routine, his mind almost completely drifted from his body. Finally, wrapped in matching silk pyjamas, John was laid in bed with his lover, kept close by an expert arm. As he drifted off, Hannibal softly kissed the back of his neck. Despite his own eagerness to sleep, he found himself simply admiring John in the dark. Every curve of its body and texture on its skin. For most, John probably came off as rather unremarkable. Short and of average build, with dark hair and grey eyes. Quiet and comfortably dressed, only speaking when spoken to and occasionally fumbling conversations. Perhaps a little “odd” if you stood and watched him on his own for a bit. But he was a masterpiece to Hannibal, a feast for the eyes and a curious labyrinth to explore. Hannibal saw John’s potential more than John himself. He wanted to give him the world, fully providing whatever accommodations he needed along the way.

Tomorrow he would serve it it’s favourite breakfast. He would go to work and leave them some ideas for activities they could do until he returned. They would spend his lunch break together at a restaurant John mentioned he wanted to try. When Hannibal finally would return from work, they would play a round of croquet and go to the cinema… Hannibal typically preferred the theatre or the opera, but John’s passion for the art of film could occasionally convince him to step into that unfamiliar world.

[sharksa-shivers]

Trio derps and religion cuz ye

Kristy: She's agnostic as in.......She has 0 clue wtf happens whenever she dies...But uhhhh she's VERY VERY HOPEFUL that there's something afterwards and she's not gonna just poof out of existence entirely... Sharky: He's Neptunist, an undersea religion. There's various religions that are in the sea, some seafolk believe in landie religions anddddd some seafolk believe in nothing. Neptinists/Neptunism is a p big thing in series tho i will not say why lol, no spoilers for you!! What i can say is Neptunists have a few diff beliefs: -They were given life by Neptune along with their parents. Life is sacred and not to be taken for granted. -Neptunists also believe in several goddesses that help Neptune take care of the world/universe. Sharky himself is pretty to himself about his beliefs, kind of how Neptunists are in general, but it does come up sometimes lol so yeahhhhh. Max: He's that athiest...THAT KIND of atheist that's a jackass...Though Max will only be a jackass if somebody gives him a reason in that regard...Other then that, Max will be respectful of others...Tho he won't be quiet about his beliefs either lol... Max also thinks if there IS a God, that God hates him IN PARTICULAR... Fedora tipping intensifies ---------------------- BONUS: (p sure i've posted before butttttttt idc lol, it fits here...Also below bit is still p goddamn accurate so yeah lol) --- (Earlier moment during an earlier mission, idk the context, kinda just convo xd)

Kristy:(curious as they move through like an older area of some sort, idk, maybe it's like a gravelike area or some shit, asking, anxiety kinda in her voice)Hey, Sharky? Do you believe in ghosts? Cuz…I do…

Sharky:(nods, trying to be quite and respectful as they go through the area, walking carefully)I mean…I'm a Neptunist, so…Yeah? Kinda? I believe that Neptune made us all and he's made heaven, hell and purgatory…So in my thoughts, ghosts are people who just…Never find a way to any of those, they're just lost souls either by accident or by choice cuz your spirit would be your consciousness so yeah…

Kristy:(thinking, nervousy still)Dunno how that's supposed to really make me feel better about going through here…

Max:(chiming in, atheist mode activated, trying to comfort Kristy)Gonna be kind of an ass here maybe but uhhh, you can feel relived in knowing that none of that's true sooooooooooo-

Sharky:(annoyed with Max making things worse as well as shitting on his religion)Can you maybe not?

Max:(continues anyway)Nah, cuz i'm sorry, ghosts and spirits and all that shit just ain't real. We're born, we live, we die and that's it, blep. Eternal sleepy blackout whenever our lifeclocks hit 0.

Kristy:(anxiety spiking)Hahahahaha, this REALLY isn't helping me feel better, i feel like I'm just having a panic over there being no afterlife now and my existence just fucking stopping, fuck fuck, oh god…

Sharky:(irritated at Max)Max shut the hell up, you aren't helping. (looks at Kristy, kind, comforting)Look, the ghosts that would be here are probably pretty chill ok? I promise, there's nothing to worry about ok?

Kristy:(nervous)You sure? What if they are angry and pissed off and-

Sharky:(kindly)I doubt it ok? This seems like a pretty old spot so…If any are still around, i doubt they're gonna just attack random people for no reason…

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Also, sidenote, I'ma discontinue my writing

Tlou, arcane, twdg, everything. Done, nada more, I shall not write anymore lmao

Lmao, bye y'all ✌️

Update: I was sleepy when I posted this but you guys deserve better than that so here it is!

I have not been feeling good for a while, mainly with writing, it does not make me as happy as it used to.

It feels like a chore now, not something I enjoyed a while ago when I started.

So I'm gonna take a break for now, not forever, just for like a month or two.

I appreciate everyone of you and everyone who I have met because of my blog like @blair-the-juggalho who is my one and only 🤭 and the one who got me into writing @spice-bunny0-0 who I shall love for all eternity 🙏

But yeah! Basically, my mental health has been very bad for a while, which I have not talked Abt a lot with practically anyone.

Writing helped when everything was going on in my life but now it feels like one of those things that just add to stress now.

So it's best that I leave for now!

I appreciate you all and everything that has happened to this blog since I started but yeah!

Bye bye! I'll see you guys soon!

[osc-aus]

IF ITS PENNY YOU WANT, THEN PENNY YOU WILL RECIEVE

hi its robomoji (🤖) the folder enjoyer here to bring you info on the burnt-out depressed mouse lady.

Penny Barnt is 5'9 and was born 2000.

She tends to isolate herself from others and prefers to stay inside.

The idea to engineer their own digital assistant was her own.

Penny enjoys listening to lectures and rambles, playing puzzle games, and prank calling people who randomly got her number

Gave away her old computer to a pair of youtubers who specialize in destroying objects when she was unable to recover the original Folder.OS program

Learned about the existance of ONE accidently after searching for unknown websites and immediately thought it was an ARG and studied the heck out of it

-> was shook after seeing her little digital assistant in the cast list and contemplated suing (yes. sue airy. he totally has the money)

Axel was her only friend in school

and speaking of Axel, here's a fact about him!

Ghosts exist in this universe. His soul still lives on in Folder, but he can't speak for himself. He'll have to watch an AI use his voice to answer questions for the rest of eternity.

ty for reading to the end! have an grape 🍇s

i am so sleepy

ooooo :0

yay grapes!

[gaoau]

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summer passed him by. like a car to a civilian in a traffic accident, it rolled over suna with waves of unbearable heat and muscle-straining serve practices. july blended into august the same way blue faded into orange during those late sunsets. he had never thought he'd be willingly staring at the sun fall into the sky. he accidentally caught a glimpse one dull afternoon and unconsciously incorporated it into his routine.

was it gold? sunset orange? pale cyan? he didn't know any colors beside the ordinary red, yellow, blue, and their mixtures.

much like the sun sinking into the horizon, august disappeared when he flipped the page of his calendar. september rose above the heat as if it were the moon illuminating the night sky.

suna concluded he didn't like the moon. it never bothered him, he never paid any mind to it. but it was so bright and white and blinding and it drowned out the deep blue around it.

maybe he was starting to understand why [surname] called him black and white; why [surname] called him blinding and hard to read. he found annoyance in understanding.

[surname] [name] was annoying—not really. if she hadn't approached him, suna would've never acknowledged she existed anywhere near him. but once he did, there was no going back.

she had a strong presence he couldn't ignore. she forced herself into a routinely part of his life, dyeing his days with vibrant hues he hadn't even thought of. those weekend good mornin's and daily doses of sugar became a welcomed change.

of course he missed it. it felt odd to abruptly stop something that had been going on for months. it impressed him how [surname] simply managed to make herself click seamlessly some place she didn't belong. all until she decided to pull away and find herself a new, more interesting place.

it was so annoying how she just never stayed put.

if he slumped over his desk any longer, his spine would adopt an unhealthy curve forever. his back will be eternally thankful towards [surname] and her deafening group of friends.

the door slammed open, making suna jolt his shoulders in sleepy surprise. [surname] skipped inside and to the center of the classroom. a glistening smile stretched her lips into her cheeks.

"good mornin', everybody!"

shijiki was the first one to scramble out of her seat. the corner of a neighboring desk dug into her hip and her ankles twisted as she toppled to the floor. she caught her fall with her palms, pushing herself back onto her feet in an instant. her arms wrapped around [surname]'s waist before anyone could blink.

had suna been any more drowsy with his usual morning daze, he would've mistaken shijiki for a feral wolf. as she bawled into [surname]'s chest and offered to carry her satchel for her, she looked more like a clingy puppy. compared to her, suna didn't get to say he had missed [surname].

the squeals of her friends were too much to handle first thing in the morning after month and a half of peace. they engulfed [surname] in a group-hug. suna heard yelps and stomps as they stumbled to the floor. among the intelligible screeches, he started making out coherent sentences.

"we missed ya so much!"

"'twas worse than last year!"

"summer's long without ya, [name]-chan!"

yeah, suna could agree, but he wasn't hollering it to the wind.

"hey, [surname]-chan," called a deep voice, keeping a safe distance from the dog-pile of tears and cackles, "take us with ya next year, will ya?"

[surname] laughed her trademark ahahaha! giggles. "don't hold me to it, nabu-kun."

"up ya go," nabu-kun grunted. suna craned his neck backwards to see a fellow classmate—nabuhiko something—pulling the rumbustious girls to their feet.

they chirped a friendly thanks! in return as they collectively smoothed out the wrinkles on their skirts. someone squeaked when her friend started swiping at her back to dust off her blazer. nabuhiko laughed with them, patted [surname]'s head, and returned to his seat with a grin on his face.

suna felt his skin crawl. he wondered for half a second if he had a colony of ants trailing up and down his arms. it didn't take too long to realize he was feeling [surname]'s eyes pricking him like needles.

he had nearly forgotten that sensation. so intense and uncomfortable and annoying.

shijiki's brows dipped into a scowl. she flung a poisonous, uncalled-for glare at him while looming behind [surname]. her limbs locked onto [surname] as she hugged her like a koala to a tree.

suna cocked a brow at shijiki's unnecessary hostility. he couldn't decide if he preferred that venomous glower or [surname]'s razor-sharp, unnerving staring. when he faced front again, he decided that—despite not being an option—anything was better than osamu's smug smirks.

definitely the worse twin. osamu's shoulder bounced when he laughed. "sure didn't miss her, didja?" his brows motioned towards [surname] prying shijiki's arms off her.

suna massaged his temples, grumbling, "how was i so blind? you're much worse than atsumu."

"who's atsumu?"

he almost choked on his spit at the sound of [surname]'s voice. his eyes flew wide open in surprise. osamu snickered as suna turned to meet her gaze.

[surname] grinned at him. she really did like carving herself a place to belong. it was probably uncomfortable to stay for too long. "good mornin', suna-kun, miya-kun. hope yer summer break went well."

"same to ya, [surname]-san, how was it?" well, maybe osamu wasn't that bad. he was either trying to spite him or give him time to recover.

"spent my time stuffin' math info in my brain."

osamu chuckled, "flunkin' math?"

[surname] shrugged. she seemed to be laughing at her own bad grades with that smile of her. "i just don't get asymptotes, y'know?"

yeah, suna didn't get her either, but he wasn't whining.

"how's studyin' at a farm like?" maybe osamu was trying to spite him.

he felt her knife dig into his arm. "ah, never woulda thought suna-kun talked 'bout me, 'm flattered." her palm tore the blade away when it fell on his shoulder. it was warm.

her fingers used him as an instrument, drumming at a steady beat that invited him to join the conversation.  "i mean, atsumu was practically willing to kill just to know about you."

"oh." her fingers halted. her grip was weak but very noticeable. "i'm topic of gossip in yer locker room?"

"something like that." he shrugged his shoulders on instinct. maybe if he hadn't, [surname] wouldn't have pulled away.

she instead placed her hand on her chest. her nail polish was colorless but shiny. "'m honored," she giggled.

"ya should drop by and watch practice."

osamu was, without a shadow of doubt, trying to spite him. and boy, was he succeeding. suna could physically feel the color drain from his face—not that he had any, so nobody noticed.

[surname] hummed. "i was plannin' to, actually. now that i've an invitation, can't say no, can i?"

"lookin' forward to seein' ya there, right, suna?" osamu nudged him with his elbow. suna's glare swore no mercy.

"i make no promises. don't miss me too much, you two." she patted suna's head twice, narrowing her eyes and smiling. she used that same hand to wave her fingers. "see ya guys 'round."

suna followed her with his gaze. he nodded, muttering, "see you," almost as if it were second nature.

he regretted sitting behind osamu when he met his smug expression a second time in less than an hour. osamu snickered. "she patted yer head."

"i'm aware."

"must be nice."

"i'm not a dog."

"ya seein' colors now?"

"ow, fuck!" suna hissed. he cradled his head in hands, grimacing in fake-pain. "i feel it! it's a—my braincells! they're killing themselves!"

osamu cackled and threw his head back. "yer so whipped."

"i'm not." any energy he could've had vanished with that sarcastic show of his. he buried his face in his arms. the background chatter lulled him to sleep.

[surname] had said she made no promises. [surname] had said to not hold her to it. she didn't show up to practice that afternoon.

osamu's question tapped at his brain.

he could see colors. he didn't know their names.

[livealittleoc-cb]

"What's the point of being awake if nothing good ever happens..."

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.: The Avatar of Sloth

⋆｡°✩ Biblical name: Belphegor

⋆｡°✩ Human Name: Jakub Nowak

⋆｡°✩ All sins are contained into the Underworld unless with their guardian, given special permission from a deity of the underworld or have someone outside of hell to take care of them

⋆｡°✩ Just like other supernaturals/gods/etc. the sins have a human form if allowed to walk on Earth/Human Realm

⋆｡°✩ In "human" form is from Poznan, Poland, in Astria he's from Uswus

⋆｡°✩ He/Him | Unlabled, Mono [Poly Questioning] | 21 [Human Years], is actually about 1,000+ years | 05/20 [Taurus] | 5'0"

⋆｡°✩He is:

uncaring

shuts anything down

tired 24/7

sleepy

just wants to be alone sometimes

silent && quiet

secretly likes people to be around

Demon, Hybrid, Animal && Human Forms/Sin Info

⋆｡°✩ was prince of the 7th Circle [Violence]

⋆｡°✩ was also the ambassador between rings

⋆｡°✩ contained into the form of a koala

⋆｡°✩ their guardian allows him to have a tree of some kind to sleep in

⋆｡°✩ he can take the form of a Queensland Koala

⋆｡°✩ in his demon form he is 6'0", has a dark blue leathery wings [12 ft/ 367 cm wingspan], two set of curled black horns on the sides of their head, his ears are pointed && has dangly earrings, black long claws, he has a long leathery tail with a dark blue fluff at the end [6 ft/ 183 cm], his legs are similar in shape to goats legs, his tongue is long && pointed [1 ft/ 30 cm long], has 2 sets of fangs [one at the top && one at the bottom], his whites are all black && his pupils glow dark blue, his crown would sit on his head when he was prince [dark blue && black jewels with a silver crown], they typically wears highwasited pants with a corset [no shirt under]

⋆｡°✩ his back is very sensetive! DO NOT TOUCH IT IF YOU ARE NOT CLOSE HE WILL BITE YOU!

⋆｡°✩ in hybrid form [koala] he has grey koala ears && a small koala tail along with baby blunt fangs

⋆｡°✩ in human form his skin is pale, has tattooes on his arms, chest, hips && legs, has dangly earrings, wears a lot of rings, is allowed his special star blanket [it smells like vanilla && lavender, NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TOUCH IT UNLESS HE SAYS ITS OKAY!!], has shimmery dark blue && black eyes, nails are kept blunt by his guardian

⋆｡°✩ when angered his eyes will turn into their demon eyes in any form, his claws may come out, dark blue flames will spread around him, his body is normally really cold so his flames might be cold at the touch or turn to ice

⋆｡°✩ he can't stay awake for long if he stays up longer then 30 minutes to an hour he may be sick or something might be bothering him

⋆｡°✩ his non bio "twin" brother is Beelzebub

⋆｡°✩ Resides: District 7 [former], District 1 [current]

⋆｡°✩ Languages: As a demon speaks all languages, focuses on Polish && English, can speak in tongues

⋆｡°✩ Representative Colors: Blues && Purples

⋆｡°✩ Guardian: Shadow [Fourth in Command for the Reaper Council]

⋆｡°✩ Guardian Mark: Bubbles on his thigh

⋆｡°✩ Curse: N/A

⋆｡°✩ likes: sleeping, herbal tea, teacups, blues && purples, silence, eucalyptus, mint

⋆｡°✩ dislikes: loud noises, waking up, groggyness, eating

Powers

dream invasion

indused sleep

eternal sleep

can cause a person to be extremely lazy, reject their responsibilites, etc.

NSFW

⋆｡°✩ he does not know what he likes since he has not had the chance to explore, he will be a switch and experiment with what his partner likes [this will be updated as his kinks && prefrences start to develop]

⋆｡°✩ hard nos: feet, watersports, wasteplay

⋆｡°✩ his eyes glow blue if he is arroused

⋆｡°✩ safe word: eucalyptus

⋆｡°✩ uses 🐨 or 💙 on dash

Relationship Statuses

⋆｡°✩ in the underworld && sleeping

⋆｡°✩ single [0/1]; uninterested

⋆｡°✩ friends: Greed/Mammon [tall, quiet && emotionaless 🙄]

⋆｡°✩ family: Gluttony/Beelzebub [baby twin 🧡]

Tags

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faceclaim: birlap_ on ig

[websaved-a]

only thing i’m gonna say is that if you’re all aboard the “it’s just fiction! don’t tell people what to do on /their/ blog!” train when you see someone doing something nasty or problematic ( and you know it’s fuckin nasty and/or problematic ) then the door is wide open for you to leave

[botmum-a]

i know i just set up my mary marvel but apparently ya girl’s a dean’s lister again this term so i…. am gonna reward myself by making a camilla macaulay

[ceilingfan5]

for the writing prompts: ansare w/ taakitz? :0

(to hardly breathe, to be out of breath)

Taako gasps for air, but it won’t come. What little he can manage is thin and seems to be actively resisting him, and he curls into a ball, trying to recover enough to figure things out. It’s dark, even when he manages to open his eyes, and it takes an eternity to orient himself enough to realize it’s still the middle of the night, and the danger probably isn’t real.

That doesn’t help the air find its way to his lungs, though, and Taako grasps at the covers, wheezing. The panic is still sitting in his throat like an elephant in a bike path and he can’t manage to make it budge an inch. Panic bran determines he’s going to die like this, and this disorientation from waking up makes that seem legitimate.

Help.

It’s not loud enough. He grabs at anything he can, at the lump in his bed that’s stirring far too slowly, and a sleepy Kravitz opens his eyes and pushes himself to a sitting position.

“Taako?”

That’s what they call me, he wants to say, but he doesn’t have the breath to be a smart ass. He feels like he’s going to pass out. But Kravitz knows him on a molecular level, and he pulls Taako into a tight embrace, there for him, there for him, there for him.

“Hey,” Kravitz says softly. “It’s alright. You’re safe. It’s over and you’re safe. Right?”

Taako doesn’t bother to nod. He just smushes his face against Kravitz’s chest.

“Breathe with me.” Taako wants to hit him, but he knows it’ll help. “In, two, three, four. Out, two, three, four.” Taako can’t manage four whole counts, but the gasping slows a little with the steady support from his love. “In, two, three, four…” Kravitz rubs Taako’s back slowly, easing the tremors on out through his extremities. It feels like ice and lightning in his veins, and it leaves him hollow and cold and tingling. Kravitz keeps repeating himself, over and over and calm and soft and reliable and there, and soon, Taako can manage at least three counts. It’s helping. Damn it.

He squeezes his eyes shut and just breathes in the familiar scent of his person, and tries to let it slide off of him like dish soap off a penguin. It was just a dumb fucking dream. It’s not real. Or- or it’s a memory of a real thing, but it’s over, it’s done, it’s not happening again. He’s safe. He’s safe in Kravitz’s arms, and nothing can steal his breath away but him.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, hoarse, and Kravitz stops counting for him in a way that tells Taako he’s smiling softly, far too fondly at him.

“Hey,” Kravitz says, flocked with affection. “I’ve got you. You’re okay.”

“Yeah.”

“You don’t have to go back to sleep. I can stay up with you.”

Taako aches.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Doesn’t that make it feel even better? Yeah, sure. I’d love to catch a few more Zs. But I’m here for you. So there.”

Taako snorts, and it hurts his throat, but it helps him feel more grounded.

“Yeah, alright, fine, be sleepy. See if I care. I’m gonna, fucking make cookies or something, I dunno.”

“In that case,” Kravitz says, running a gentle hand through Taako’s mussed hair, “I believe it is my matrimonial duty to eat at least three of them.”

“Yeah, okay.” Taako smiles a little, still feeling uneven. “In…in a minute.”

“Take all the minutes you need.” Kravitz brushes hair out of Taako’s face, so much care in his sweet brown eyes, and Taako thinks it might just be okay, this time. He’s not alone.

[kotokos-cafe]

hihi!! your blog is lookin great mod kotoko!!!

may i request cuddling hcs for shuichi, hajime and makoto? :0

thank ya!!! -mod makoto :3

I know who this is! Ilysm~! My heart went thump-thump-thump while writing this! :D

@achilles-writing-corner, I hope this is to your standards!

~ Mod Kotoko

Cuddling Headcanons For Makoto Naegi, Hajime Hinata, And Shuichi Saihara

Very, very gentle and very, very soft!

He's a certified Smol Bean™, so it's probably better if he's the little spoon.

He feels safe in your arms with the feeling of you protecting him, and he deserves that feeling of warmth and comfort after all this babey's been through.

Play. With. His. Hair.

He'll be blushy and embarrassed about it, and tell you that you don't have to do that, but you know he loves it.

Plus, he gets so submissive when you do, willing to do anything for you!

It's a show of vulnerability and trust towards you, and the way he nuzzles into you and leans into your touch only exemplifies that.

His favorite position is the spooning position as the little spoon!

The way he just melts into your touch is his way of subtly saying "I love you".

He would honestly prefer to fall asleep like this with you, being the gentle and sweet boy he is.

Not really a fan of silent cuddling. It makes him feel awkward and a bit unloved. :[

He'd like to talk about how much you love each other during this, but he doesn't want to come off as sappy or too needy for you, plus he is Shy Boi™ Numero Uno.

He'd much rather just hear your voice talking about anything, to be quite honest, but don't be too surprised if you end up lulling him to sleep with how safe and relaxed he feels with you!

He has the cutest, softest lil snores... But don't bring that up! He'll get super blushy and embarrassed, and be reluctant to fall asleep in your arms again.

This egg would give absolutely anything to spend eternity like this with you.

He cherishes these moments of sweet, gentle bliss with you, cuddling into each others' warmth and falling in and out of slumber like this.

Our tangerine baby is the big spoon, no questions asked. It'll take a lot of prodding to get him to let you big the big spoon. It's not that he doesn't trust you, it's just that he was always raised to believe that he should be "the man" in the relationship. Toxic masculinity is toxic.

His favorite position is the Sweetheart Cradle, with you on his chest.

He feels he can better protect you this way, especially after the events of the Killing Game.

He actually prefers silent cuddling, enjoying the intimacy of being so quiet, yet everything being understood. He craves that understanding between him and his partner.

Don't be misled, though. You laughing is the most precious sound in the world to him, so he will absolutely slip a few jokes into your cuddling sessions here and there.

Like Makoto, it's a show of submission and trust when he allows you access to those vulnerable parts of himself (his throat, stomach, and chest, to be more precise).

And you're very special if he does so, considering how closed-off Hajime normally is.

He quite enjoys the playful sort of thing where he tickles you when you aren't expecting it!

He's ticklish, too, though, so you have an easy way of getting back at him.

Hajime rarely falls asleep during cuddle time. He's far too energetic and done with everyone else's bullshit (*Cough cough* Hiyoko) to fall asleep without stressing or having surplus energy later.

He'd be the type to play with your hair! If you let him, he'll try to style it into funny different hairstyles!

If you twist his ahoge, you'll have him instantly flustered and defeated.

On thee rare occasion he does fall asleep holding you, he'll tell you goodnight with some cute nickname.

"Goodnight, Dandelion."

And then, just like that, he's out and you're trapped! Better to just join him in slumber, honestly, because I guarantee that, unless you're the Ultimate Bodybuilder, you aren't escaping his clutches. He hangs onto you for dear life, I swear-

All in all, babey gives pretty good cuddles, would recommend!

This child of Jesus is absolutely a cuddling switch! He doesn't care about being the big spoon or the little spoon, though he leans toward the latter.

It honestly depends on your preference, though if he really needs to be held, he may ask if you'll be the big spoon that night.

Or, if you also have no preference, it'll just be whoever needs to be held more that night. For instance, if he had a particularly gorey case to work that day, he'll cuddle up next to you and just sob his little heart out about how awful it was and how guilty he felt.

He likes domestic, soft chat with you during cuddling. Stuff about whether or not you want pets, and when, usually.

Another sucker for you playing with his hair!

Honestly, if you do that, he may fall asleep.

Sleepy Shuichi is very, very cute Shuichi. He gets ten times more cuddly and lovey-dovey.

He is naturally very cold, so your warmth is something he craves very much.

This poor boy more than likely has some sort of PTSD from his detective work, so you may have to be patient if he wakes you up by screaming, trembling, and shaking. Poor babey...

If you actually take the time to wake him up from his nightmares and just cuddle him, that's it, it's over for him, he's head over heels in love with you.

If you end up falling asleep, he will be so terrified to move, because this innocent and gentle babey doesn't want to wake you up. That'd be rude!

I headcanon Shuichi as being a dog person, so more often than not, his dog decides to join you as a third party cuddler.

He tends to groggily mumble praises to you, with soft sighs and gentle breaths.

"You're so cute, S/O..." "I love you so much..." "Please keep being perfect..."

If you complimented him back, however, it would be like his brain shutdown.

He can only take so much praise and teasing, though, so be careful!

1000000000/10 SHSL Cuddler, would cuddle again.

[with-the-same-tattoos]

Do you have any all american massacre head canons?

Ohhhh not sure let's see !!! :0 first of all, I will just eternally be mad about not getting to see aam, it seems like such a perfect end to the tcm 1-2, it its missing its trilogy ending, an ending of madness..... aCH. Yeah. I'm a little unsure what to classify as aam headcanons, instead of general tcm hcs? I guess the younger todd bates choptop headcanons, buckethead leatherface, maybe nubbins, so, teen to early 20s sawyer brothers hcs + Choptop in prison after tcm2 hcs? I'm gonna share a few of borh :) this wnded up not rly being HEADCANONS, just more of a vibe check & thoughts on his thoughts / mentalities. Witj a few doodles bc i needed warmup material :)

Thoughts about young Chop Top, Bobby

I was talking abt this w Jiangshi but he seems wayyy more feral. Like, absolutely just shaking with rage, to be honest. To me specifically I kinda imagine him having been a bit more clear headed in those days, with sharper feelings, and desperately, starkly bitter, from having frown up like he did. I'm sure this is not what they were going for, but I get the energy of a "spiteful angry nihilist who is so hurt".

I've mentioned that my ver of the Sawyer parents died when Drayton was in his teens, BUT. My brain has kinda come around to that changing? I kinda like the idea that one of them, sure, died, but one of them got jailed for like, smrh rly stupid & simple? No finding out about the cannibalism and murder.

I essentially see the Sawyer brothers feeling vewy abandoned, loosing structure, fighting among eachother etc.

I also mentioned that I kinda saw it as such: drayton was mommas boy, nubbins followed papa sawyer around, bubba was raised by drayton more or less, and chop top was kinda the kid to always run off and try to hang out w other people. And i think he had this weird envy of a regular life but just couldn't act regular and felt pushed away by what he loved.

Bobby boy was just chaos. Just feels like he was being mean for the sake of being mean, or just getting out his frusturations. Dunno. Todd Bates just looks weirdly sad sometimes to me???? Rip

Also, he looks weirdly a lil healthier. Still gangly, but he has a more rounded face, a bit more weight, n he just looks better fed. I don't really have a point to this xept i wanna just hold his face tenderly :)

Chop Top in prison

I don't have Many thoughts. Other than that I love him free the rat please.

Also I literally could not tell that he was supposed to be older. Bruh???? Moseley damb.....n....

Bitterness comes around. I see him as having chilled out Kinda by the events of tcm2, feeling more accepting of his family, feeling more OK w things being strange, but like. After society pushing him away first, them locking him up in a box so his isolation is completely controlled. I feel would kinda make u angy again.

Im talking like he has a right 2 be angry I don't mean to, hes an asshole but im talking bout his emotions n such....

Yeah. He just has violence in his heart and feels constantly hurt by nobody helping him / being able to help him. This is barely hcs im just rambling at this point im a Little sleepy.

Also, absolutely gets that rly weird criminal fangirl mail. Yk.