sleepy anon!

a silly little anon for rp/ask blogs!

[sleepy-4n0n]

𝙼𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗…

<< hello there! my name is elio, welcome to my humble anon ask blog! >>

<< you'll see my character Sleepy talking to/interacting with a lot of rp/ask blogs, usually ones of DSMP or EPIC: The Musical (though sometimes i'll toss 'em at others for the funsies!) >>

𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗…

<< Sleepy goes by all pronouns! they don't care what you call them (seeing as they're genderless), as long as you're talking to them and aren't too mean they're happy :] >>

<< meanwhile i, the author, use ey/em and he/him! :D >>

[In character stuff for Sleepy will look like this;] "Dialogue will look like this!"

<< ooc stuff will look like this or will be typed in tags! >>

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗…

<< this is Sleepy's design! when you interact with them, this is who you're talking to :D >>

[ REDESIGNING... ]

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗…

<< Sleepy is not human (or mortal for that matter), but they're also not divine; they're a secret third option that they refuse to disclose (mostly because they themself don't know either)... >>

<< they have some of the abilities of a divine entity, though! walking on water, manifesting small objects, so on >>

<< Sleepy also serves as a deliveryman for Hermes! running around Mt. Olympus, making any deliveries he doesn't want to/is unable to (i.e. a scroll to a god he has conflict with). this leads to them hearing a looooot of gossip from the divine, usually revolving around Odysseus and his journey on the way home from Troy >>

𝙺𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗…

<< Sleepy's iconic signoff is, of course, [ - 💤 ] ! i'll add the purple brackets around it sometimes, depends who the ask is for, really :] >>

<< general tag list; >>

☆ ~ #i love you for infinity - in character

☆ ~ #look at me; look me in the eyes - dsmp interactions

☆ ~ #just to feel the wind on our skin - epic:tm interactions

☆ ~ #rusting chains of a perfect tower - divine interactions

☆ ~ #only thing we share is one last name - other anons

☆ ~ #you were right there all along - asks sent by sleepy

☆ ~ #do not enter's written on the doorway - answered asks

☆ ~ #neither of us will be missed - out of character

<< character-specific tag list; >>

☆ ~ #scarred hands and a gentle smile; 🌊 - @just-a-mer

☆ ~ #a calming embrace in the world of the damned; 💧 - @thrpr0phetuseek

☆ ~ #a quick wit and a tongue of steel; 🧊 - @1ceyanonhasarrived

☆ ~ #the one who's name i hold true; 📜 - any hermes rps

<< hope you enjoy interacting with them! see you around! >>

𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠!

[st4r-catch3r]

REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG!! IF YOU HAVEN’T HEARD ALREADY REBLOG THIS NOW

ICE HAS REBRANDED THEMSELVES AS HSI, PLEASE BE CAREFUL AROUND PEOPLE WEARING A VEST THAT SAYS HSI!!!

[st4r-catch3r]

TAGGING

@raveala-dotmp4 @l0ve3na @veryoddvoid @0r10nzst4rs @h4p3r-f0x @zaziuszaza @creep3r-chan @margarineonbread @skittlez-cyb3r-pawziez @amarislovesducks67 @glitchy-hallow-cheeze @pokefish @rubythegamer03 and ANYONE ELSE PLEASE REBLOG AMD BE CAREFUL!!

[skittlez-cyb3r-pawziez]

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD NONONONONON STAY SAFE :(

@smal5504 @zainozzzzzzz @zaziuszaza @jclikestodoodle @starlightluvstickling @insidepink-chan @inside-the-mind-of-st4rry @popbot-kirameki @ecstaticlove18 @azuregonal @nonithesortaartist168 @adh-broadway @0phe3b0p-mp4 @that-purple-freak @threadedlace @stxrb3rriez @nyanya-1313 @krazi-kogal-in-another-life

[stxrb3rriez]

@smal5504 @zaziuszaza @jclikestodoodle @starlightluvstickling @popbot-kirameki @that-purple-freak even tho I'm not in America, I wish you all the best and safety from them :(

[kariaquamarinesblog-old-deactiv]

stay safe everyone!

-Kim 📱⭐🌙

[yourmagicalidol-deactivated2026]

WAAAHHH!! HEY CUTIES! LISTEN QUICK OKAY?? it's an important message from your magical girl Madoka! ICE has rebranded, and it's a very big possibility it will cause more people to unknowingly be put in danger. As a magical girl it pains me to know that this is a thing, even more so as a follower of Lord Hermes..:(( Hermes would be so upset to hear that travelers are no longer welcome and even in DANGER now! .⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠. No matter what, as a magical girl, I promise to help everyone I can, and if this saves someone's life then I would eternally be grateful. May the gods protect you all. (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ

[blorbospinninhouseplant]

Slippery fuckin' rats

@daysleftofsecondterm

[daysleftofsecondterm]

1,057 days left

[asterdawn026]

Be careful!

@zippyskyfalls @thegrinningghost @flankerclinger0a @ccstiles @biteygremlinanon @karnak-the-novelty-machine @onimusha095 @iwasboredsoiwrote @please-be-nice-im-sensitivee @porado @cai-cast @cotton-candy-anon @literallylink--who-tf-is-ravioli @that-poseidon-girly-2 @mocha-ram @the-legend-of-zzzzzz @azuri-arkabane @ithink-imfine @yourlocalloserboy @willowunderground @aiko-sera @a-ghostly-ghoul-anon @h0ly-0r-m0ly @athenaspetsnek @coppperrrcoinnnn @yourlocalmusicalfan @stupidloafofbread @areyoucrazyyes @fayonette @teeheeimsosilly @tiredthing-idk @burnt-kloverfield @burnttoast7272 @sodascreen @kaihasmoreswagthanyou3 @deathcastlvr2 @mysticalgiraffe @yourlocalavian @lunathetunaaa @enigmaelemental @sunny-child-of-apollo @1ceyanonhasarrived @sleepy-4n0n @c00lgv1 @insert-clever-username-1133 @adrianacopycat170 @fronzie @porado @stormsmoke @antigyro

[sleepy-4n0n]

<< THIS ISN'T ALL ACCURATE Y'ALL! HSI is one of ICE's major investigative branches, and it's rebranding to individualize itself from ICE's immigration efforts! they're separating themselves from the shit people :D >>

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM HIGH-STAKES, DISASTER-BASED ACTION PROMPTS CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT. SEND "REVERSE" TO SWITCH THE ROLES OF SENDER AND RECEIVER.

SENDER forces RECEIVER to keep moving despite exhaustion.

SENDER lifts RECEIVER over an obstacle they can't clear alone.

OUR MUSES get separated briefly and panic sets in.

OUR MUSES light a fire for warmth using scavenged materials.

OUR MUSES wade through floodwater, gripping each other for balance.

OUR MUSES emerge into daylight to see how much the world has changed.

SENDER blocks RECEIVER from seeing something horrifying.

OUR MUSES take turns standing watch through the night.

OUR MUSES navigate by landmarks that no longer exist.

SENDER covers RECEIVER'S mouth to keep them quiet.

SENDER confesses fear to RECEIVER in a rare quiet moment.

OUR MUSES shelter in a vehicle that may not hold.

SENDER gives up their share of medicine for RECEIVER.

SENDER promises RECEIVER they'll get through this together.

OUR MUSES climb to higher ground as water rises.

SENDER wakes RECEIVER just in time to avoid danger.

SENDER helps RECEIVER wash ash or grime from their face.

OUR MUSES mourn someone they couldn't save.

SENDER collapses and RECEIVER helps them back up.

OUR MUSES cling to each other as the ground shakes.

OUR MUSES listen to emergency broadcasts on a dying radio.

OUR MUSES sneak through an area crawling with danger.

OUR MUSES share the last dry blanket between them.

OUR MUSES shelter together as debris batters the structure around them.

OUR MUSES argue quietly over whether to leave shelter or stay.

SENDER gives RECEIVER the last flashlight battery.

SENDER shares a memory with RECEIVER to distract from fear.

SENDER gives RECEIVER their coat despite the cold.

OUR MUSES break into an abandoned building looking for supplies.

OUR MUSES follow a map they don't fully trust.

SENDER scouts ahead while RECEIVER waits, terrified and alone.

OUR MUSES hold onto each other in complete darkness.

OUR MUSES move through ruins that were once familiar.

OUR MUSES barricade a door as something pounds on the other side.

SENDER cleans blood from RECEIVER'S hands, steady and careful.

SENDER hands RECEIVER a weapon.

OUR MUSES share whispered plans over a flickering flashlight.

OUR MUSES hide in silence, listening for signs they've been found.

OUR MUSES ration food between them, unsure when help will come.

OUR MUSES wait out the storm in a cramped, unsafe space.

SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to start a fire without matches.

SENDER teaches RECEIVER how to use a weapon they've never used before.

SENDER drags RECEIVER out of a wrecked vehicle.

SENDER reassures RECEIVER during a panic attack.

SENDER carries RECEIVER when they can no longer walk.

OUR MUSES share a silent moment of relief after surviving something close.

OUR MUSES watch the skyline burn or collapse from a distance.

SENDER makes a hard call that puts them both at risk.

SENDER helps RECEIVER breathe through shock.

SENDER pulls glass from RECEIVER'S skin carefully.

SENDER pulls RECEIVER into cover just as something explodes nearby.

SENDER refuses to leave RECEIVER behind.

OUR MUSES wait for rescue that may never come.

SENDER struggles to pull RECEIVER back from a collapsing ledge.

OUR MUSES wait out danger inches apart, barely breathing.

SENDER tends to RECEIVER'S non-life-threatening wound.

[sleepy-4n0n]

<< interact with sleepy i BEG >>

[illinicoise]

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

[spn-fandom-breathing-heavily]

not even risking that shit

[codyslipring-deactivated2015060]

scrolled past this, re-evaluated my life, then SCROOOLLLED back up and hit the damn reblog button. 

[tumblgang]

She ain’t no games in real life so I take her serious all the time

Anyone with a name that starts with a “Z”, ends with an “i”, and isn’t some kind of Italian pasta, IS SERIOUS

I’m not climbing no mountain with a pig on my back, 🙅🏽🙅🏾🙅🏿 Negative.

[skuubasally]

Nope. I know better, have your reblog Madame Zeroni.

[luckytaters]

who the fuck is Madame Zeroni

[saudadesinfinitas-deactivated20]

Look at these stupid children who don’t know who Madame Zeroni is

[drayaintshit-deactivated2019030]

☝🏾😂

[callmedeku24]

Man lissen if you don’t know you better ask somebody AFTER you hit the reblog button

[lesibab-deactivated20180324]

WHO TF DOESN’T KNOW WHO MADAME ZERONI IS ?? ????

[rebvodkaramirez]

Oops gotta reblog she don’t play games

[moonballspls122]

Girl I don’t fuck with that shit. I gotta exam two hours-I rebuke thee!

[biteygremlinanon]

._.

I don’t wanna be cursed

[sleepy-4n0n]

<< ...yeah lets not >>

[1ceyanonhasarrived]

Ey, they can be 5, too. You never know... though i don't know which is scarier... a grown adult with mental problems that have hallucinations that can't control their powers... or a five year old that can't control their powers. I'm off track. Let's go!!!!

*They chuckle and just... slooowwwllly starts dragging Sleepy outside, humming gently, Amira following in suit*

I'm heading home. Gotta make sure Spot didn't find the lighters again.

*Never mind, Amira is walking away. She gives Icey a quick peck on the forehead before walking off.*

........ Wait, what. Nevermind. So... uh. I recommend standing back.

[sleepy-4n0n]

[They tug their hand away from Icey, following close behind them with their hands crossed behind their back until they stop just outside. Humming a little, they take a few paces back, rocking their head from side to side in an idle stim as their neck pops.] "Do what you need to. You know my reflexes- if necessary, I'll dodge."

<< GUESS WHO'S BAAAAAACK~ >>

[asterdawn026]

Preybirds (watcher song) - Rabbitology

[sleepy-4n0n]

<< YES!! FINALLY SOMEONE ACTUALLY GIVES THIS SONG SOME APPRECIATION ON HERE MY GODS >>

[1ceyanonhasarrived]

Open rp!

Im Sorry.

Ft- Icey

Genre- Angst

Tw: Suicidal thoughts, SH, insomnia, cult details

Summary-... They're tired..

.... They've had enough... they're not happy, never will be, will they? No matter who comes into their life.. they'll die. Like everyone else.. they stare at the ice blade they accidentally cut their hand with, then looked at the mirror at their throat. They stare at the eating pills on the table and just stare at themselves... after everything they've been through, everything they've suffered.. its nor a surprise this is what they've come to...

They slowly lift the ice blade and put it towards their neck slowly, breathing heavily before they place it down again, putting their head in their hands... is this what they survived for?! Just to die by their own hands?! Just to leave everyone again!? What have they done..?!?

They slam a hand down, blood dripping on the ground below them as they look over at the bath tub. As if by demand, they see their sister hunched over.. pills everywhere as she gagged on her own vomit and the pills she shoved down her throat... the blood below. They slam back into the wall, hyperventilating as they try to help themselves, then.. they grab the dagger again, falling to their knees as they continue breathing harshly, staring at the floor below.

I'm sorry..

@gremlinlotusannonhere @epic-therapist @sleepy-4n0n @just-a-mer @crac-kingofithaca and literally anyone else, if you wanna join ya can

[sleepy-4n0n]

[The sigh of what's unfolding before them makes the messenger's stomach tie into knots.] ". . . Icey?"

[1ceyanonhasarrived]

*sneak ...* *sneak ...* *TICKLE ATTACK!* "HaHA! The tables have turned!"

- 💤

*The scream from their lips. Ohhhhh the scream before turning into cackles as they try (and fail) to swat at the small one*

DAHAMNIT SHOHORTY!!!!!!! AMIHIRA- HELP-

*Amira just looks over at the chaos and puts on sunglasses*

Nah. Can't help if I can't see.

[sleepy-4n0n]

[They grin widely as they attack, their mask resting against the side of their head as their eyes sparkle with amusement at the others.] "There's no one to save you now! You shall pay for your crimes!" [They tease happily.]

[just-a-mer]

The siren had taken Sleepy's earlier advice, switching out the blue of his eyes for a natural red and allowing more of his marine-like qualities to show. Less human. A strange switch. Though, the mention of a pearl was even stranger. The way the messenger used the word seemed like a greater meaning than the shiny treasure he used to find other merfolk collecting.

Once the blood was cleared, the siren stood and offered a hand, looking them over for any other injuries as he did. "Well, let's get you inside. There's no point freezing out here." He muses softly, glancing over his shoulder briefly as though waiting for the person who'd done this to show himself.

[sleepy-4n0n]

[The messenger takes his hand and pulls themselves to their feet, pulling their mask back down over their face as they wings adjust against their back under their coat. They sigh softly with a low nod.] "Yeah, let's. I don't want to be out here any longer than I need to be, not right now..."

[just-a-mer]

Unfortunately for the messenger, they did a terrible job at shielding the genuine fear presented. Odysseus could practically reach out and touch it with how palpable it was - not only visually but around them. "And here you said it was not a main concern of mine." He huffs. "Which way did he go? Do you know?"

Reaching into the pocket of his jacket, the king retrieves a rag he'd swapped over from his bag and uses the fabric to gently dab the blood off their face. His eyes held that familiar gleam in them - one that maybe Sleepy had not seen personally - but it was the same way he looked at Poseidon before his hands were scarred.

[sleepy-4n0n]

[Sleepy shakes their head, leaning into his touch.] "I-I think he pearled away. Didn't get the chance to see where it landed." [They murmur, holding their hands in one another at a weak attempt to hide their tremors. They don't want Odysseus to worry about Dream, or to go out and do anything irrational- which they have to silently pray to Kristin he doesn't plan on doing. They don't want to cause any more drama than they already have in this world...]

[just-a-mer]

It was not much longer before Odysseus left the cabin - managing to get past Philza without suspicion - and stumbling across Sleepy. Well, first came the smell of blood, something so very familiar and strong. With heightened senses, it was far too easy to pick up and follow until he saw the crumbled form of the messenger.

"Aleric!" The siren called, quickly rushing to their side and kneeling in the snow. Luckily, the new outfit he was gifted protected his skin from being openly exposed to the chill. He reached for their mask, worry flashing in his gaze, yet hesitated. " ... what happened?"

[sleepy-4n0n]

[They sit up against their free hand as they hear the other call their name, pushing their mask on top of their head before his fingers can brush the porcelain. They fail to evwn process the name he calls them in the moment. They let out a shaky sigh as they brush the blood off of their lips against a gloved hand, physically trembling as their pulse has yet to settle.]

"Remember the guy I was talking about? The, uh- The one who was mad at me-?" [They look towards him, trying to hide how badly the demigod's visit had shaken them.] "He found me- A-And wasn't all too happy..."

[sodapanque]

Father and son quality time…in the hospital(? I've been thinking about these two making up for lost time and memories.

[murasaki-cha]

Antonius: Only the ocean and I will know~

Poseidon: Oh Tartarus nah!

Poseidon: The ocean will snitch! The ocean will snitch so hard!

Poseidon: The ocean will be pulling up to your king with a clipboard, tell him to sit down, and explain in incredible detail everything that happened with bullet points.

Poseidon: The ocean will be showing a PowerPoint presentation of the event.

[the-grxnd-archive-2]

[The messenger had left Phil's cabin shortly after helping the new guest get settled, though a sharp yelp escaped their lips as someone pulled them out of sight of the house. The taller man picked them up by their scarf with ease, their masks nearly close enough to touch.] - 💤

<< time to rp with my own two accs for a little bit! woo! >>

[The demigod held them up by the scarf as the two exchanged words, Dream's tone steady and cold as the snow surrounding them, while Sleepy stammered panicked replies. After a few moments of speaking, he roughly threw Sleepy into the snow, causing them to their head against a rock as their nose began to bleed under their mask.] "Don't let it happen again. Got it? The end won't be pretty for you."

[sleepy-4n0n]

[They nod shortly as they sit up in a rush, not daring move their mask in his presence as they let a hand drift to their neck. Their heart pounds in their ears as they shudder lowly, pulling their scarf a bit away from their neck. The other is gone from sight before they're able to force the words to leave their lips.] "I-I understand."

<< @just-a-mer >>

[just-a-mer]

Making his way into the room, the king leans over to open the chest and look around at what lay inside. An assortment of clothes, many of which were definitely ... strange, to put it simply. He could never understand the willingness to wear such weighted things. Unbreathable, really. Then his mind trailed back to the cold snow he had fallen into, the way it scratched at his unprotected skin, and immediately backpeddled on his earlier thoughts and disagreements. A moment of awkwardness for safety. He could live with that. A mild choice, really.

"What?" The words escaped him before Odysseus had even registered all of the messenger's words. To be considered nothing more than a myth - not to one - but a whole world? It left an odd feeling in his chest. An uncomfortable space. The king did his best to brush it off, giving a small nod. Living in the future. He was experiencing it right now. It certainly explained quite a bit.

"Right ... I will do my best not to reveal much. If it means security, I can afford to bend the truth as I have before." He picks a few clothes out of the chest and lays them out on the bed before closing it and crossing his arms. "The Odysseus they know - would it be better if I kept my natural features? To try and appear less ... human?"

[sleepy-4n0n]

[They let out a low sigh as they run a hand through their hair.] "Keeping a more siren-like appearance will help you further deter yourself from any correlations, yes. The Ody they know from legends was human. Not to mention, pure humans are incredibly rare here, so it'd draw more attention if you were to shift into a more human-like appearance." [Their tail slowly flicks at their side as they rock their head from side to side, idly popping their neck in the gaps between the words exchanged by the two. They can only wonder how he feels, being nothing but a myth to an entire universe. The messenger can understand a bit, serving as a protege to a Greek god, but they can assume the siren's experience is far different from their own- both in this case and many others.]

[king-of-the-fish]

Alright guys, time for the poll to end all polls, bc I don't know what to decide

when Poseidon comes back should he be...

the same as before

more like the Epic version of himself (ruthless)

Voting ended onJan 30, 2025

[king-of-the-fish]

Dang, didn't realize this poll was gonna get that many votes lmao

But sorry guys, I've already made my decisionnnn, just waiting on something before I can enact my plan >:3

~ Mod

[a-ghostly-ghoul-anon]

CC PLEASE TELL ME THAT YOU ARE DOING WHAT I HOPE YOU WILL DO

[plushieanonthesecond]

Ghoul i'm as scared as you are

[sleepy-4n0n]

<< i'm frightened as well lmao- >>

[just-a-mer]

"The inside of this home is not nearly cold enough to urge my body into hibernation, but I appreciate the sentiment, kid." He huffs lightly, smile never fading. "Must admit, the fabric of your lot's clothes seems ... heavy. I'm not sure it will be the most comfortable thing, given my usual attire." The king adds, absentmindedly tugging at the front of his tunic in thought. Odysseus knew why it would be better - his fabric was light and perhaps too thin for the harsh chill of this place. Sometimes, he wished he could simply shift to acquire thicker skin.

[sleepy-4n0n]

"Kinda has to be around here - keeps the cold out. Though we can probably find something looser for ya." [They hum idly in reply, pushing a door open. The guest room they'd led him to is simply decorated, with a bed, desk, dresser, and window seat, along with a few photos of landscapes hung on the walls.] "You can stay in here, and my room's right next door if you need me. Feel free to dig around in the chest at the foot of the bed, see if there's anything in there that fits you - it's all Wil's old stuff, pretty sure. Maybe an old cloak or two of Techno's or Phil's." [They explain casually as they lean against the door frame, leaving room for Odysseus to pass by them and enter the room if he wishes. After a moment of thought, their ears perk, and they let out a small huff as their voice lowers.] "I should warn you about something, while we're alone. These guys, they know who you are. They- They know who the king of Ithaca is. But not because they know you. Because here? You're a legend. Literally. What happened to you? Those twenty years? Is the stuff of mythology. Happened, like, three thousand years ago, give or take. So just- Tread carefully, alright? Maybe stick to Ulysses here."