#(hella late)

[panicky-pansexual]

Sketches I made a while ago for Edward shipping week but never got to finish

[traumxrei-archive]

【 (waking up) next to you 】

prompt #4: They slept in the same bed for reasons but now he was waking up and there’s something about their bleary eyes and mussed hair (ft. deuce spade, silver, azul ashengrotto)

gn! prefect (you/yours), drabbles, word count: 1.1k

a/n: i'm back with more short drabbles !! i had a grand time having trouble keeping these short— like could you tell i wanted to write more for most of these jsfjdfk (also the azul favoritism bc i like teasing him too much)

Deuce Spade

( set during the events of book 5 )

Deuce Spade was fucked. He had woken up in a bed that isn't his. Normally that would be fine, since he probably just mistook one of roommate's beds for his own. But this...was very much not fine.

He had stumbled into "his" room last night after an exhaustive rehearsal. The closer they got to the SDC performance, the harder the training was. And he had collapsed into "his" bed. Thinking about it now, he was sure he heard a startled noise somewhere. But he barely had time to think before sleep claimed him.

"Shit," Deuce muttered, raking a hand down his face because he wasn't in "his" bed.

He was in your bed.

The evidence was clear as day, with the way your warmth was against his back, arms wrapped around his middle. At first he really thought he was dreaming, but then he felt your breath tickling his nape.

He probably would've had more of a crisis if you hadn't suddenly stirred. He held his breath as you seemed to wake, yawning somewhere near his ear.

"Deuce?" Your raspy morning voice made him shiver. "You awake?"

"Y-yeah," Deuce squeaked. (He didn't even know his voice could go that high.) You tugged at his shoulder and he could now see your sleep lined face. You looked...cute when you were sleepy.

"It's still early," You mumbled, using his shoulder as a cushion. "Let's sleep more."

"O-okay," He used his other hand to pat at your head and soon, your breathing had evened out. He pressed a hand against his chest, right over where his heart was thundering.

Well...Deuce Spade was definitely fucked.

Silver

Silver wasn't a stranger to falling asleep. Really, he did it all the time. But this had to be one of the first times that someone had fallen asleep with him.

He blinked his eyes open, the sleepy haze promptly disappearing as he stretched. Only there was an unfamiliar weight on his shoulder. And when he looked down....

Oh. It was you. Lying on his shoulder. Fast asleep.

Silver rubbed at his eyes. Clearly, he was dreaming. That was the only explanation as to why you were so peacefully cuddled up to his shoulder, the sunlight shrouding your figure in morning glow. This was a dream, right? Or else why would he be so near to...

"An angel," He murmured under his breath. He immediately stiffened as he watched you shift, your eyes slowly fluttering open. Ah, he had woken you up with his voice.

"Sil...ver...?" You rubbed at your eyes, just as he did seconds before.

"My apologies," He said, carefully avoiding your eyes. "Your nap was disturbed because of me."

Your hand turned him to face you, "I slept well thanks to your protection, Sir Silver." And Silver felt his ears turn hot, no doubt flushing under your stare.

"You..." Silver couldn't finish his sentence, instead hiding his face above your head and praying that you couldn't see how easily your words affected him. You really did know what to do to make a knight lose his composure.

Azul Ashengrotto

( set during the events of book 4 )

Azul Ashengrotto never thought a day would come where he would have to share a small rickety bed with anyone. But here he was, stuck in the Scarabia dorms, staring in disbelief at the ceiling and then to you, who was sleeping peacefully by his side.

He recounted the events of last night sourly, glancing over at the tweels and Grim, who were sharing a king-sized bed after winning a game of rock-paper-scissors. Azul mentally cursed the Scarabia students for not providing a big enough bed. Otherwise, he would've been able to avoid—

You shifted, your hold on his waist tightening as you sighed in content.

Azul cradled his face in his hands. This was impossible. He was never going to regain his status or composure in time for when you woke up. And worse than that, his heart was currently beating out of his chest.

And why was that? It was because—

"Azul-senpai." He stiffened. Maybe if he pretended to be asleep, he didn't have to answer to the soft call of your voice. But no, you moved once more, "Azul." This time your voice was so close to his ear that he had no choice but to flinch.

"A-Ah, Prefect," Azul's voice came out wobbly. "Have you finally awakened? I'm glad that you woke up, but—"

There was a hand tugging at his wrist, and his eyes finally met yours. Your appearance was definitely one of someone who was just asleep. He assumed that his was the same, so...why did he find the sleepy droop of your eyes adorable?

His heart leapt in his throat when you leaned in, "Good morning, Azul-senpai. You're up way too early."

"F-Force of habit," He bit his lip when his voice wavered. "Do we have to be so close?"

"Why?" You smiled at him, and your fingers intertwined with his own. "You like it, don't you?" He liked it? He...couldn't deny that. But he had to deny that, he couldn't just outwardly—

"Your thoughts are so noisy, I can see it written all over your face," You yawned again before flopping back onto the bed. "Let's just sleep a bit more." Azul made no move to comment as you made yourself comfortable, and he tried not to tremble when your arms wrapped around him once more.

"For the record," Azul mumbled. "I-I'm doing this because we lost rock-paper-scissors. Not because of any ulterior motives."

"Uhuh," You said, very obviously unconvinced. "For the record, I'm cuddling with you without any ulterior motives either." Sevens, what was Azul going to do with you? There was such blatant sarcasm in your tone, yet he couldn't help but melt into your embrace.

But he did have to ask himself...did his ulterior motives match up to yours? And if so, did that mean that he could...do this with you again? Azul buried his head into your shoulder. No, he shouldn't be thinking about that or getting greedy. He should just...forget this and go to sleep. That's right, he should just go to sleep.

As if Azul was going to be able to go to sleep in this type of situation. (Azul ended up staying awake the whole time while you slept. And when the Scarabia students came to whisk everyone away for training, Kalim had commented on the bags under his eyes. You had shot him a cheeky smile after that.)

thank you so much for reading these drabblessss !!! if you'd like to see more drabbles or ficlets from the 600 followers event, check it out here ! and if you'd like to check out more writing, here's my masterlist >:DD

[scribbiesan]

Day 9: Angel

@imagine-darksiders

Yes I’m aware I skipped a day but I couldn’t think of anything for inspiration. Pls accept Nathaniel as an apology!

He’s just. I like him. ( ˘ ³˘)♥

Anyway! Hope y’all enjoy!

Toodles!~

[miscellaneousjay]

Finally finally FINALLY got around to watching the third and final season of “Pose.” WHY DIDN’T YOU GUYS TELL ME TO HAVE THE KLEENEX ON DECK?! Candy being taken out the game during S2 had already made me feel some type of way; but then Cubby passing at the beginning of S3 and then ending the show with PRAY TELL’S death was a double whammy I wasn’t ready for. Then it came on the heels of Papi and Angel’s WEDDING! I was boohooing like I was there with them, okay?!😩😭😭 Lastly, I loved how the show ended with Elektra crowning Blanca as an icon and legend and Blanca and Ricky parenting a new batch of ballroom babies and further solidifying the House of Evangelista as THAT mf house, OKAY?! As Pray Tell would say: “10s across the board!”🥹😙😝🪭

[nightwingvixen23]

Jason : sorry I unpacked all my trauma--*cutely twiddles fingers*--do you still want to kiss

Duke :

@d-damage 💓

[swampstew]

Passing this ask game on: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people from your notifications. Learn to know your mutuals and followers. <3

@quinloki thank you so much, sorry for the delay in getting to this!

Five things that make me happy: Eustass Kid; my babygirls; my mutuals; my life partner; chocolate edibles :D

[ikethecoco]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE DURING SUKUFUSHI WEEK omg

IG: IkeTheCoco

[kayparker20]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@kakasaku-haven

Rating: T Relationships: Haruno Sakura/Hatake Kakashi Additional Tags: Fluff, Confessions, Anbu Haruno Sakura, Anbu Hatake Kakashi, KakaSaku Month 2021 Summary:

Sakura was on her way home when she spots her Captain, and her current crush, coming home from a mission. He's covered in blood but she tries to respect his space, until she hears a particular loud groan of pain come from his apartment next door to his.

FFN

Excerpt below the cut

“No poison side effects, Dr. Haruno.” Kakashi deadpanned, watching her with one lazy eye.

She blushed slightly before shaking her head at him in annoyance. “You can’t call me that unless I’m in the hospital. I’m here as… your teammate, and your friend.” She said, trying to sound stern and direct.

“A friend…?” She swears she saw a smirk behind his mask but she forced herself to stay focused on healing the gash in his side.

The pinkette pulled her medic kit from her side as she had been able to slow the bleeding. “I don’t have any novocaine or lidocaine right now…” She sighed. “I’ll do my best to ease the pain and be quick.” 

She threaded her needle with the suture thread before channeling the chakra into where she would begin her task. “Here we go…”