#no scrolling for me?? no scrolling for simon?? can't even see one file forced into the next row that I gotta scroll to see??

[mokeonn]

I know that like when you get better at art there's like more choices being made and so you can't really pump out art like you used to anymore because you know better and blah blah blah but after years of being able to finish a whole piece in a day, having to work on the same drawing for 3 days is a crime what do you MEAN I only made 5 finished drawings this month?? What happened to the good ol' 57???

#simon says #like I know why this happens and I saw that tumblr post #but its still a crime to me #i got too many ideas all the dang time #but also hoo boy that art be lookin better and better every day #but seriously this year has been so slow for art #like i sort my digital art by year and month #and another folder in the month folder that holds that month's clip studio files #it used to be unfinished files but I don't really leave too much unfinished though so it's just easier to save it as the clip files #so the month file is just the fully finished and saved drawing #last year I was averaging about... probably 15 or so a month?? just about?? a lot of that was personal doodles #but still #in February I did 3 #and it was just to draw 1 house #so like #i get the whole 'you get better and it means you work slower bc more care and effort and blah blah blah' thing #but it is still so jarring to me to open up a folder and not even see a scroll wheel #no scrolling for me?? no scrolling for simon?? can't even see one file forced into the next row that I gotta scroll to see?? #tragic honestly

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

I need a stressed!Filipino!Reader who is like working all day and night and cramming for their final exam, slowly getting gray hair from all the stress(So me fr) and the guys noticed fairly quickly and they just force them to sleep with them and snuggle all night like a warm pile of bodies(Dead bodies/j)(I'm Filipino myself cause I need this fic so much😭)

I'm going, just a bit, off prompt and making this a bit more generalized so it's a bit more of a 'Any Nationality' Reader:

Stressed (Filipino)!Reader x 141 cuddle pile.

pairing: 141 x gn!reader (romantic or platonic, that's your choice) words: 700~ tags: you/your pronouns, genderneutral reader, work/studying stress, cuddling, forehead kissing + other forms of physical affection.

It's been two weeks. Two very stressful weeks. A lot of back and forth between working on your job, working on projects for other classes, and now, finally, cramming for your final exam.

You barely come out of your room for longer than to shower quickly and get snacks or any type of caffeine before you disappear back inside like a wild animal coming in and out of their burrow/nest.

You haven't gotten fresh air for three days now, only see sunlight through the window, and your eyes hurt from staring at a screen for too long, even with blue light canceling glasses, not to mention your back being stiff, your hands surely developing carpal tunnel, and your posture slouching.

Normally, that would be fine, if not for the fact that you don't live alone. Kyle, Johnny, John and Simon are all worried. Very worried. You're stressed and overwhelmed and busy... And normally, they wouldn't try to get in the middle of you and you work and studies... But there's only so much more of this they can take... Of watching you run yourself ragged with all your responsibilities.

Unexpectedly, it's actually Simon that comes into your bedroom first. He goes up to you, your pen scribbling down in a notebook as your other hand rolls the mouse down to scroll across the document you're taking notes from...

His hands sets atop of yours, stopping your now terrible penmanship, and swiping the pen away from you. "Simon, what are you doing?" You complain. "I need to study-" You try arguing.

"You've been studying enough. You need to rest."

"I'm fine-"

"It's 2 A.M. You're going to sleep."

And that's that. No arguing could ever change his mind. He watches you close the files and PDFs you were reading from, save the three Word drafts you also had open in the background, and plucks you up from your desk.

He wraps his hands around your thighs and carries you off to the room he shares with Johnny, not minding your soft protests about wanting a shower, only muttering that 'You'll get one in the morning' and 'Don't think I'll let you trick me so you can go back to work once I turn my back on you'.

And that's how you end up in bed with Simon and Johnny, the Scot wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead. He was already asleep by the time Simon wrangled you into the double bed, but awoke long enough to snuggle you to him.

Simon doesn't lie down immediately. In fact, he leaves the room for a moment, leaving you in Soap's arms, as he breathes softly against your neck, his face buried in your hair.

Kyle comes into the room not long after, followed closely by Price and Simon behind them both. Kyle slides up to the foot of the bed, climbing atop it, and taking your other side, flanking you and squishing you between him and Johnny.

"I was starting to worry about you," Kyle murmurs as he kisses your forehead, just like Johnny had. "You're so stressed... you worry us."

"We all were." John murmurs as he sits up on the edge of the bed, behind Kyle, one hand already caressing your exposed arm. "You can't overwork yourself like that- 's not good for you."

"Oh, shut it, John... You overwork yourself all the time... You all do!" You remark softly as you look at them all, strewn around you.

Simon takes the spot by Johnny's side, bending over the sleeping Scot's body to speak to you.

"We do, but we know when to rest! And you have not been resting." Kyle tells you as he looks you in the eye.

"Aye... resting's-" Johnny mutters, having been awoken by Kyle speaking above him, but only long enough to speak a few groggy words. "Resting's good."

"You heard him. Sleep." Simon demands.

"But..." You murmur. "My exam... and my projects..."

"Sleep." Simon insists, John and Kyle nodding along next to you. "They'll still be there in the morning."

"We'll keep you warm." Kyle assures you.

"More like hold you down so you don't try to crawl back to your desk." John adds playfully.

#ikea writes 💚 #reqs #cod fanfic #simon ghost riley #captain john price #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #asks