#sleep-deprived

[greggfreak2]

nightmarish ocatc au: tim forces gregg to live in his basement for a whole season and takes away the keys

[blossom-hwa]

4th Anniversary request

Hello :) Hope you are having a great day I’m not sure if I should send request here but I really would like to see a drabble with golcha jaehyun+coffeeshop au please🥺

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hi love! thank you so much for this request :) for future reference, I’d prefer that requests be sent to my asks instead of as submissions, but don’t worry about it <3 I hope you enjoy this!

4 year anniversary drabble game: send me a Stray Kids/The Boyz/Golden Child/Ateez member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!

Took a prompt from @sleepyowlwrites’s fluff and nonsense prompts list for this, which you can find here :) check them out, they’re all very cute!

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Title: Sleep-Deprived

Pairing: Jaehyun x gender neutral!reader

Word count: 822

Triggers: cursing

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Finally, Jaehyun puts down his rag with a sigh. “Are we closing?”

“Yeah, if the last customers get out of here.” Donghyun casts a dark glance over the few remaining people still scattered through out the cafe. “I’ll go remind that couple over there, can you get… whatever that is?”

Jaehyun follows Donghyun’s finger to a small table in the corner where a laptop and several books lie scattered about the top. Someone’s sitting there, but whatever you were doing before, you’ve definitely given up on it either voluntarily or involuntarily because your head is on top of one of the books and you look like you’ve fallen asleep.

“Don’t call them that.” Jaehyun swats Donghyun. “I think they’re just asleep.”

“Whatever.” Donghyun shrugs. “Just get them out so we can go home.”

That, Jaehyun agrees with. He’s tired of being here. So he makes his way over to your corner as loudly as he can without looking like an idiot, hoping you’ll wake up naturally. Then he has to wonder just how to wake you up, because loud footsteps didn’t work and you really look like you’re fast asleep.

“Um, excuse me?” he tries. When you don’t respond to that, he puts a hand on your shoulder and shakes slightly. I better not get fired for this. “Um, excuse me, we’re -”

Your head jerks up and Jaehyun’s hand goes flying away. For a moment you only blink once, twice, very disorientedly - understandable, it’s the way Jaehyun feels after a very nice nap - before settling eyes on him. “Huh?”

“Sorry.” Jaehyun winces. “Um, we’re closing, so -”

“Oh, you’re even cuter up close,” you interrupt, words slightly slurred with sleep. “Like a puppy.”

He blinks. “I’m sorry?”

“Don’t blink like that, it makes you look even cuter.” Your lips curve in a hazy grin. “Hey, stop - if you insist on being so cute I’m just going to pinch your cheeks.”

Pinch my cheeks? His face is growing warmer, he can feel it. “What -”

You reach out and pinch his cheek. For real. Jaehyun can only blink as you grin, squishing his skin between your fingers. “Um…”

“Oh, it’s dark. Must be closing time. Sorry.” You start shuffling your things away, dropping books into the bag by your chair. “Oh hey, what’s this?” You hold up a piece of paper. “Oh, this is for you.”

If Jaehyun couldn’t smell your breath, he’d really think you were slightly drunk. He doesn’t even get the chance to blink before you press the paper into his hand. “See you later, cute coffee boy,” you smile before dragging yourself out of the shop.

Donghyun materializes by his side. “What was that?”

“I don’t know,” Jaehyun replies, holding up the paper. “I got this?”

Donghyun snatches it out of his hands and immediately shrieks. “They gave you their number!”

Sure enough, when Jaehyun gets the paper back, he can see the digits of a phone number scrawled in dark pen across the page. His cheeks flare. “Oh my God.”

“Oh my God, indeed.” Donghyun gets into his face. “Are you going to text them?”

That’s too much for closing shift Jaehyun to think about at the moment. He shrugs. “I don’t know.”

(He does text you later, because you were still really cute even in your sleepy state, and he doesn’t want you to think badly of him if he doesn’t respond.

To: Unknown

hey, you gave me your number earlier… did you mean to?

His phone buzzes less than a second later.

From: Unknown

oh my god

that wasn’t a dream?

To: Unknown

… I don’t think so?

From: Unknown

I’m so sorry I’m such an idiot

I get weird when I’m really tired and this week has been a lot

did I do anything strange

Jaehyun has no idea to tell you exactly what you actually did and said to him earlier that night. He settles for softening the blow as much as possible.

To: Unknown

you called me cute

and uh

pinched my cheek

It takes a very long time for you to respond.

From: Unknown

Jesus Christ I am so so sorry

can I get you something to make up for it

like a coffee or something idk

To: Unknown

it’s fine don’t worry :)

and uh I hope you don’t mind but I work in a coffee shop so like…

From: Unknown

right right

yeah you work at a coffee shop

I’m an idiot

boba? or something ? whatever you want it’s on me

To: Unknown

boba is okay :) let me know when and where

On a whim, he sends another message before you can reply.

To: Unknown

and for the record, I think you’re really cute too :)

He screams into his pillow after that, but it’s fine. Jaehyun has a sneaking suspicion that on the other end, you’re doing pretty much the same thing, too.)

[celestialtitania]

my colours on you

Written for Day 9: Blanket of Marichat May. Can also read on AO3.

@marichatmay

Marinette let her head collapse onto her desk as soon as Mme. Bustier gave them the dismissal. She was utterly exhausted. The only thing Marinette wanted to do was take a nice long nap.

She turned her face towards Alya, feeling her best friend watching her in amusement. "Girl, you have got to start getting some more sleep. This cannot be healthy for you."

"You're one to talk," Marinette groused. "I know for a fact that you sleep no earlier than 2 am most nights, writing up new articles for the Ladyblog."

Alya flushed in response. "But I'm not the one dying, now am I?" came the expected retort.

"Only because you've got that," Marinette pushed herself upwards to nod at Alya's large thermos. She gave it a longing stare, knowing it was full of Alya's special cinnamon-blend coffee.

"No way. If you get caffeinated now you'll never get any sleep. It's a vicious cycle you know," Alya chided. Marinette sighed, laying back onto her desk and burying her head into her arms. "C'mon, let's get some fresh air."

"You do that. I'm gonna take a quick nap," Marinette yawned.

Alya frowned doubtfully. "I don't know, girl. You could catch a cold like that." Marinette blinked at her in confusion, so Alya tried her best to explain. "I don't know, something about cold weather lowering your immune system? And that you're more at risk when asleep?"

Marinette thought that over for a moment before digging into her backpack. She pulled out a small, round blanket bag while Alya goggled at her.

"Is that a blanket? You just carry around a blanket?"

"It's cozy," Marinette defended herself, pulling the blanket free from its bag. "At least now when you post my sleeping pics, I'll look stylish," she joked.

"Viewers of the #marinettechallenge thank you," Alya responded dryly. They shared a laugh over that as Marinette finished unfolding her blanket. It was dark black in colour with lime green piping. What made it interesting was the gigantic paw print stamped in the middle of the blanket.

"No way," Alya breathed out in awe. "Where'd you get that?" She demanded to know.

Marinette simply smirked at her. "Where do you think?"

"No. Way," Alya gushed.

"Well...I found the blanket at a thrift sale. But I added the paw print and piping myself," Marinette clarified, her modesty getting the best of her.

"That does not make you any less awesome. I can't imagine how long it must have taken," Alya looked utterly astonished, reaching out to run a hand over the blanket. Marinette graciously allowed her to stroke it before pulling it away.

"Ahem, nap time," she reminded her friend.

"Wait, hold on!" Alya cried. "I have to put this on my blog!"

"Your blog?" Marinette echoed. "Why?"

Alya stared at her in disbelief. "Girl, the blanket is clearly Chat Noir inspired. I have to show my viewers and also I think Chat Noir would be flattered to know about it."

Marinette thought it over. Alya wasn't wrong, her Kitty would be delighted to know he had a fan. The thought of him smiling in glee won her over. Marinette spread out the blanket as much as she could along their table, raising an eyebrow at Alya when she continued to watch her without reacting.

"Well? Aren't you gonna take the photo?"

Alya reacted faster than Marinette expected, whipping out her phone with a gigantic grin on her face. She began snapping pictures rapidly from all angles until she was satisfied.

"Thanks, Marinette!"

They turned towards the doorway as someone sprinted in. Adrien was panting, bent over with his hands on his knees. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was sticking up in different directions.

The sight of him was enough to make Marinette swoon.

"Made it just in time," he sighed, before giving them a smile. "Hey, guys. Did I miss anything important in morning classes? I had a photoshoot I couldn't get out of."

"Just this amazing blanket my girl made," Alya bragged. She waved her hands to demonstrate the blanket where it was laying on their desk.

Adrien's eyes took on an interested shine as he leaned in to examine it. "Wow, Marinette. This looks amazing. You're so awesome," he smiled at her. The brightness of his smile made Marinette's heart flutter and she had to grip tightly to the desk to make her tongue move.

"Yank tou! I mean thank you, Adrien!" She stammered. He gave her another blinding smile before slipping into his seat.

"Okay, I can die happy now," Marinette muttered to Alya, who simply chuckled. "Okay, but seriously," she pulled the blanket off the desk, draping it around herself. "It's nap time. Mme. Bustier will be back soon and I need some rest."

Alya didn't say another word, but as Marinette drifted off to sleep, she thought she had seen Adrien turning around to look at her.

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Chat Noir leaped through the rooftops, trying to avoid going to Marinette's place. He didn't know how to explain it but the sight of her, wrapped in his colours with a paw print stamped over her back?

It had awoken some urge within him, he hadn't even known he had had. He was lucky that Marinette had fallen asleep so quickly, otherwise, she would have never let him live it down. Not that he had gotten lucky with Alya.

He was still lost in his thoughts about how cute Marinette had looked while asleep, he didn't even notice when he landed on her balcony.

Chat gave his surroundings a startled glance and was about to turn back around when Marinette poked her head outside.

"Chat Noir?" She asked incredulously. "What are you doing here?"

He blinked at her, his brain whirring furiously trying to come up with an excuse. "Oh! I...um saw the Ladyblog! That was one amazing blanket you made there, Marinette." He said, hoping desperately that Alya had in fact, uploaded the pics onto the Ladyblog.

Marinette's face softened as she invited him inside. Something inside him said he shouldn't but Chat couldn't resist. He followed her in and sat on her chaise, reminding himself to act as though he hadn't seen the blanket in person before.

Marinette carried out the blanket and deposited it in his arms. "Here, take a good look at it."

He couldn't tell the softness through his gloves, but the workmanship on the blanket was exquisite. "This is incredible, Marinette. You're amazing."

She flushed pink at his words but gave him a beatific smile. "Thank you for making it in my honor," he added. He put the blanket on the chaise before taking one of her hands in his and kneeling before her.

"Princess, this lowly tomcat thanks you for caring so deeply about him. I...this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." He blinked up at her gratefully, only to see Marinette's smile fall.

"Oh, Kitty. You deserve the world," she told him, making his smile broaden.

"You're a true friend, Marinette. I'm lucky to have you." He gave her a hand a soft kiss, before straightening. Her lips parted and cheeks flushed, she looked absolutely stunning. Tucking away a loose strand of her hair, he leaned in just close enough for her breath to hitch, before pulling away.

"I should get going, Princess," he said instead, turning to leave. As she stammered out a goodbye, Chat allowed himself a smirk. He was planning on taking things slowly, to ensure he would win his Princess's heart.

Seeing her just now had helped him realize something and he was nothing if not a persistent kitty.

[sam-incorrectquotes]

Sleep-deprived

Bruce: Why didn’t you just sleep? You could have handled the work after waking up again Tim: I am WAY too sleep-deprived to deal with your negativity right now

[incorrect-big-hero-6-quotes]

Sleep-Deprived

Miyah, sleep-deprived: "Hey, mom?"

GoGo: "Yeah?"

Hiro: "Did Miyah just call GoGo 'mom'?"

Tadashi: "More importantly, did GoGo just answer to it?"

[thingstrumperssay]

So a couple nights ago I was running on very little sleep thanks to OMORI and my sleep-deprived, Squizzard-killing ass was like “why don’t they just color the skin of the racist depictions of black people purple?”

And then I remembered that those people were actually drawn to be a racist stereotype where Jynx’s appearance was an accident.

I’m pretty sure her skin was black for frost bite (that would make the purple skin make sense anyway) and also because of color limitations for the Gameboy. I know that they didn’t intend to have a racist stereotype Pokemon anyway.

[sweet-evie]

C.C.: I love sleeping 😴

Lelouch: What's 'sleeping'?