#sleeptalk nonsense

[elsonambulo]

For "No be there" @allvalley100

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"You know," Carmen mused, "I think I'm a little bit of a coward."

"That can't be true," Daniel said.

"When things got scary with Miguel's father, I ran away. Mamá wanted to at least give him a piece of her mind before we left, but I convinced her to sneak away. That's the opposite of brave."

"When I was only a little older than Miguel is now, Mr. Miyagi taught me something. You know what it was?"

Carmen blinked. "What?"

"Best block," - he pantomimed a defensive motion - "no be there." Carmen's breath caught. Daniel smiled. "You're braver than you think."

#allvalley100 #carmen diaz #daniel larusso #carmen/daniel maybe #sleeptalk nonsense

[nbmudkip]

You sleep without blankets sometimes???? How

How do you not feel exposed and cold??

usually only when i get Really overheated and the answer is i do feel exposed. but when im overheated i will do literally anything to stop being overheated as soon as possible. because if i do not i will vomit or faint or both

#answered #anonymous #i will usually sleep with only underwear on before i let go of my sheet tho #me n my sheet against the world #also even when its cold out i usually havw to have one or both of my feet sticking out from under the blanket or i overheat in my sleep #other fun aster sleep facts: i recently discovered i quack in my sleep! #i sleeptalk and 50% of the time its absolute nonsense and the other 50% its me tearfully begging someone not to do something! #i tend to thrash about violently!

[fairymint]

aaand bedtime for meee. probably a dream too, considering i took melatonin.

#ooc. #fun fact i don't speak w/ people when sleep deprived or on that med. i sleeptalk Bad and it's random and nonsensical as hell #i did it so often on my old blog(s) that i had to tag it lmfaooo #apparently i talk in my sleep too but. i imagine hubby ain't hear it. he ain't the light sleeper

[prettyboypistol]

Literally in every fanfic I read the reader is already a pretty sleeper, waking up all pretty and shit. Do you know what I need? A Reader who wakes up like they've been pushed down the stairs. A Reader who spews gibberish for a second and then immediately goes back to sleep. A Reader who wakes up wrapped in their blankets sweating like crazy and completely disorientated and on the floor. Sorry if this ask is bad, but do you think you could write something like this for the mercs?

Mood as fuck, I'm in.

TF2 Mercs With a Messy Morning S/O xGN!Reader

Scout

Honestly thinks it's a bit cute, seeing you wake up in a pool of your own spit and hair in your mouth??? Yeah, that's what he's dying every day to protect.

Likes talking nonsense to early morning you just to see you struggle fr.

His favorite thing is waking up before you. He's all dressed and ready and you're 2 inches away from falling off the bed.

Jeremy writes down all the weird shit you say and reads it back to you when you're sad because what the fuck does "are Venus flytraps predators" mean

Pyro

Probably ends up tangled in your Limbs too. This bitch is a SLEEP CUDDLER.

Gets worried when you wake up in a panic, shout about something that sounds important, then fall back asleep like EXCUSE ME?? WHAT??

Doesn't like that you kick them in your sleep, but they can live with it.

Very worried about the night sweats and ramblings. You say some fucked up dhit when you're asleep!

Soldier

This mf is used to waking up at 6AM sharp and being battle ready by 6:05AM. This caused one of the initial rifts in your relationship with him until you convinced him that not waking you as well is early stealth training.

You remind him of a baby bird when you're curled up in all the blanket that you stole from him in the night.

Doesn't really notice that you are a messy sleeper until you two have breakfast together one morning, with you half awake, those bleary eyes and sleepy sighs made his heart skip a beat.

Heavy

He calls you his little spoiled cat when you glare at him all bleary-eyed for waking you up.

Loves cuddling you like a big bear, always the big spoon.

lowkey a messy sleeper too, but is more agitated when half awake than you

you two having delirious talks when you two aren't awake fully omg couple goals

Demoman

You look like a pretty sleeper next to this motherfucker

drunk mumbling, sleeptalker, sleepfighter WWE in your bed.

Wakes up after you so ususally doesn't see the absolute wreck you wake up as. If you two wake up at the same time he makes fun of you.

You two have probably ripped the blanket in y'alls sleepwars. Mrs. Pauling has checked in on you two at 2AM after hearing shouting, only to see both of you, fast asleep, on the floor, and total messes.

Engineer

Thinks it's cute bc he rises with the sun if not a tad earlier to watch the sunrise. Absolutely tells you to "rise n' shine".

records your half-awake mumbles and talks to you, listens back to them podcast style in his downtime.

Is absolutely terrified that you will rip off his prosthetic hand so dating you absolutely instilled the safe habit of taking his hand off before bed.

Sniper

Is usually out of bed before the "fun" begins, but had overheard your morning routine

Isn't a fan of the blanket stealing, but overall doesn't really care. If he's in a bad mood he'll sleep on the couch so you don't steal it.

"Am i pretty, Mick?" "About as pretty as an aye aye when you first wake up" "Da-DAMN!!"

Has a poloroid of you fast asleep in his hat

Spy

This bitch c o m p l a i n s.

He's the most prissy little bastard when it comes to sleeping. He sleeps EXCLUSIVELY on his left side, legs in a specific way, and hogs the blankets. When you come into his bed and sleep-kick him out, he is flabbergasted. absolutely bamboozled.

Doesn't cuddle you, but now there is a pillow barrier that protects his precious sleep routine.

Secretly thinks you are downright adorable with how god-awful you look, crusty eyes and all

Medic

Doesn't really mind, but gives you light teasing about it. If he's having a bad day then he gets annoyed by the blanket stealing.

Wakes up and gets ready for the day, only to see the doves nesting with you and that melts his hearttttt

Kisses your gross ass awake every single day despite that

Has stayed up multiple nights to study your sleep cycles.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #fanfiction #tf2 scout x reader #tf2 pyro x reader #tf2 soldier x reader #tf2 heavy x reader #tf2 demoman x reader #tf2 engineer x reader #tf2 engie x reader #tf2 sniper x reader #tf2 spy x reader #tf2 medic x reader #tf2 scout #tf2 pyro #tf2 soldier #tf2 x reader #tf2 sniper #tf2 medic #tf2 spy #tf2 demoman #tf2 engineer #tf2 demo #sniper x reader #tf2 heavy #tf2 mercs #tf2 mercs x reader #princethomas

[vivianthepigeon]

Me and my sisters all sleepwalk/sleeptalk so now I have a hc that Tim dose the same thing (when he does sleep)

Just imagine Bruce is in the kitchen at like 4am and all of a sudden Tim appears out of nowhere walking around, spouting nonsense so now he has to herd Tim back to bed 💀

#excuse my grammar #batfam #batfamily #dc hcs #dc universe #batdad #bruce wayne #batman and robin #dc fanon #dc robin #batman is a good dad #dc hc #tim drake wayne #tim drake #timothy drake #red robin #batsiblings #batbrats #batbros #batkids #nightwing #red hood #dc orphan #Robin #alfred pennyworth #dick grayson wayne #jason todd wayne #cassandra cain #cassandra cain wayne #damian wayne

[under-the-dirt]

Hiii :3 I have another song one-shot idea, but with whatever character you want

I hope you have a good day :3

ok ilysm tytytyty i love getting ur song requests but the very first thing that came to mind the second i began this song was “FANAFAFAFAFFAFAFANFAB FNAF REFRENCE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️” bc i actually just have a squirrel brain. i’ve been wtaching the lore videos n playthroughs sm i’m so obsessed rn but i also thought of price bc i need more price daddy in my life. he’s so sexy. so, tytyty and a i wish you a very very ily <3

pairing: price x fem!reader

tags: sleeptalking, price is daddy, pet names :3, reader is a sleeptalker, ermrmrmrm a lil smut near the end.. fingering, overstimulation, p in v, unprotected sex (guys pls don’t), ermm UNDER 13 DNIII!!! SHOO CHILDREN!! I WILL BLOCK U!!!

You’ve always struggled to sleep alone. Your therapist had told you it was a trauma response, makes sense. You’d gotten by with large teddy bears and music, but once you became a part of the TaskForce 141 you hadn’t been able to get either.

So, you’d barely been able to sleep. No one really noticed, except for Price. He could see the bags beneath your eyes, he watched you chug energy drinks when you thought people weren’t looking, and after you got hurt due to being unable to move quick enough from pure exhaustion he knew he just had to step in.

You were sitting in your bed, doing unnecessary paperwork, when there was a soft knock on your door and a soothing voice from the other side.

“Can I come in, love?” Price’s gravelly voice asks, and you of course let him in. He sits down on your desk chair while you resume your position on your bed. “I’ve noticed something ‘bout you, love.”

“What is it, sir?” You respond dutifully.

“Those bags under yer eyes.. An’ when you ‘s constantly drinkin’ them energy drinks.. They’re bad for you, you know that right?” He explains softly, looking at you with those gentle blue eyes.

“Yeah..”

“Can ye not sleep ‘r somethin’?” He asks, getting to the point.

“Not well, sir.” You reply, albeit ashamed, and he nods.

“Why not?”

“Since I was little I’ve been unable to sleep without someone or something next to me.” You explain, head down.

“Ah.”

“it wasn’t a problem until I got here, and I don’t have a bear. I doubt they’d even allow one.” You chuckle softly, and he hums.

“Could I help?” He questions gently, and from the look on his face it’s completely serious.

“Y-yeah I mean- If you want to..”

He nods, walking to the door and flicking the light off before climbing into your bed beside you.

“Alright, come on sweetheart.” He smiles, watching you lay down and fall asleep, both maintaining enough distance to remain comfortable. That was some of the best sleep you’d gotten since you arrived, and you hoped he’d continue.

He did, the next day, and the next, and every day after that unless he was on a long mission. At some point you’d moved to his room due to his bigger bed and for general convenience. You became more and more comfortable with him as the nights went on, and soon you were cuddled to his chest as you slept, mumbling whatever nonsense was in your mind. He never minded your cute habit, never thinking much of it, until one night you begin saying his name.. Innocently enough for a bit, until a few days later when you began saying his name in full sentences instead of quick mumblings.

“John.. mm.. want you so bad.. need you..” You whisper, and he chuckles. “Mm… love you..”

“What’s that, bunny?” He asks, running his hands along your waist as you continue mumbling.

“Love you, John..”

“Is that so?” He asks with a gentle chuckle, the rumble of which stirs you.

“Hmm? Did you say something?” You ask tiredly, rubbing your eyes and looking up at him.

“What’re ye mumblin’ about?”

“I wasn’t saying anything..”

“Oh really? You were just sayin’ that ye love me.. What’re ye dreamin’ about, bunny?” He purrs, voice getting slightly deeper and causing you to blush.

“Uhm.. nothing..”

“Thas’ all?” He coos, running his hands lower to your hips and teasing the waistband of your shorts.

You blush further. “I- well.. you were in it..”

“Oh was I?”

You nod.

“And what were we doing?”

“uhm..” You hide your face, not wanting to describe the things you did in your dream, when suddenly John’s hand slips beneath your shorts and taps your clit gently.

“Something like this..?” He purrs, rubbing your clit gently through your panties, and you let out a soft moan. He chuckles, sliding your panties to the side to feel the wetness between your folds. “Hmm.. so wet already..” He tsks, running his finger up and down through your folds and removing it, bringing it up to his mouth and licking your juices off. You stare at him, wide eyed, and he chuckles.

He reaches down again, looking at you for permission before slipping your shorts off and panties with it. He inserts two fingers into your cunt without hesitation, and you whimper at the sudden intrusion. He rubs your clit with his thumb as he begins gently pumping his fingers in and out, curling them to hit that spongy spot inside of you that has you moaning and arching your back. He quickly shuts you up by kissing you deeply, tongue exploring your mouth with feverish lust. Using his free hand, he tugs down his sweatpants and boxers, letting his hard cock spring free. You gasp at the feeling of it against your stomach, its pure size a shock, and reach down to stroke it gently. He groans into the kiss, and the sound makes you cum almost instantly without warning. He laughs and pulls his fingers put, running his cock through your folds and rubbing your overstimulated clit.

“God.. so perfect for me, aren’t ye?” He chuckles, slowly pressing the thick tip of his cock into your tight hole, groaning at the feeling of you fluttering around him. “Relax for me, lass.. God.. so tight” He grunts, pushing into you, listening to your moans and whimpers. After finally bottoming out, he stays still to let you adjust, before gently pulling back to thrust into you and slam into your g-spot.

“John.. ohmygod oh.. oh..” You moan and babble, his cock completely turning your brain off as he hits your g-spot over and over. “God- g-gonna- John..”

“You gonna cum? Go on, be a good girl and cum on my cock.” He commands, and you cum instantly, eyes rolling back into your head with a loud moan. He follows soon after, filling your tight pussy with his thick cum. “So good for me.. So good for me..” He praises, pulling put slowly and kissing you gently. He kisses your neck as you fall asleep, and to say that night was the best sleep you’ve ever gotten was an understatement.

that was pretty fun to write, sorry it took so long! i love getting song requests <33333 hope this is good!!!

#call of duty #cod x reader #cod mw2 #cod smut #cod #call of duty x reader #captain john price #captain price #price x reader #price cod #price mw2 #captain johnathan price #john price #john price x reader #cod price #captain price x reader

[softhairedhotch]

thinking about sleepy!aaron who sleeptalks from time to time when he’s deep in dreamland, but most often he’ll start murmuring straight nonsense the moment his head hits the pillow with how exhausted he is after like a week long case or something. Your hand in his hair and the exhaustion in his bones, like sand in his brain, he thinks he’s talking to you about the case but really 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🥱🥱 he’s saying something like “aarghhnun bee-belommy reasure lowwnnddd” and you’re like “okay sweetheart we’ll how about we just get you out of that suit. Peeling it off of his poor tired body and letting him finally hit the bed like a magnet for 10 hours <3333

this is genuinely the cutest thing ever. i loooooove sleepy aaron sooo so much, he's adorable <3

he's really tryna talk to you about the case but the moment he knows he's free from work and cuddled up in your arms, his mind immediately switches off and works at half a mile an hour, so he's just babbling nonsense and letting out cute relaxed sighs as he quickly drifts off <33 he wakes up after what feels like years and having no memory of even gettin home, just that he knew he felt so warm and safe :')

#i'll cry #rome tag <33 #casper's cute moots #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner x reader #casks

[ghcstao3]

I am back at it with sleeptalking!Soap because why not!

Anyways, Soap's sleep talking stops being so much of an issue for Ghost after a while. Part of it is he just becomes used to his lover spouting nonsense in his sleep, and the other part is because hearing Johnny talking, even while asleep, is so comforting because it means they're both alive.

Ghost just loves hearing Soap's voice at night; somewhat gruffer than normal due to his sleeping state, but still proof that they both made it another day, that Simon made it another day.

But then Soap realizes he's only ever talked in his sleep with Ghost. He's only ever gotten sleep so deep it allows him to start talking in his sleep when he's with Simon. He only ever sleeps like this when his Simon is wrapped around him because "Johnny~, you're so warm and I'm so cold~"

And it's a nice revelation for them both, despite neither sharing their sentiments about Soap's nightly one-sided conversations. So it becomes their little secret, something for them to hold and share together to remind them of how far they've come.

At least, it is that way for a while. And then the one mission happens and Soap falls asleep during exfil.

The actual exfil isn't even a one-way ticket out. They first have to spend several hours cramped in a truck with the rest of the team and their friends from Las Almas. But still, it isn't the worst and allows some recovery time before making it back to base. Soap and Ghost had spent a couple of days straight trapped in a rather awful situation, and the truck was roomy enough to allow the two to curl up together in a small corner of their own and drift off to the dull rumble of the truck.

Except Soap is the only one able to fall asleep, and judging by the way he forces himself into Ghost's side in his sleep, it's clear he was very tired indeed. So what if Ghost and Soap never actually openly addressed their relationship to Alejandro and Rudy? Ghost knew that they knew and he was too tired to do anything but wrap his arms around his sergeant.

And what no one expects, especially not Ghost, is that Soap will in fact be so tired and will fall in such a deep sleep, he begins to mumble. Incoherent mumblings at first, with a few Gaelic phrases thrown in here and there, nothing too much but still warrants confused and mildly concerned glances from Alejandro, mostly. Gaz offers at least one side-eye at the snoozing Scot, but is too tired to be concerned.

But then the one-sided conversation starts as Soap sweetly nestles further into Simon's neck. And suddenly the atmosphere inside the truck is incredibly awkward. Ghost can't even muster a dark enough glare to dissuade the others from staring; he's too busy trying not to laugh.

"No, yer wrong. Clearly's got himself a whole fuckin' bakery." Soap's first coherent sentence of the night. Not quite enough to rattle everyone, but enough to earn him a few confused glances that don't last long.

"It's nae even close. He'd out cake yer cake any day." Now that? That earned a couple of lingering, very confused stares. Even Ghost couldn't help but look down at the peacefully sleeping Soap and think 'what the fuck' to himself.

"Just admit yer jealous of me and move on, Garrick!" Soap's angry little outburst actually elicited a couple of nervous laughs from some of the others, and Ghost was extremely tempted to wake him. He only decided against it because fucking hell, even though they weren't alone and this was supposed to be their secret, Soap hadn't slept in a couple of days and he deserved such deep slumber. Besides, it's actually incredibly rare for Ghost to hear Soap address any specific person during his sleep rants. Not to mention the awkward half laugh that escaped Gaz at the mention of his name was too good to ignore.

"Yes yeh are jealous! Yer jealous cause I get all the cake!" Chaos. Gaz leaning into Price, absolutely wheezing from trying not to laugh so as to let Soap stay asleep. Alejandro dropping his head down and practically falling into Rudy's lap with a silent laugh. Price and Rudy both letting out small chuckles and snorts. And Ghost? Man's is shaking from how hard he's trying not to laugh. Why his love was arguing with his friend about cake in his dream is beyond Ghost, but by god is it hilarious.

"Yeh could just ask him, Gaz. It's nae even mah cake, it's Simon's." Soap mumbles, a frown drawing on his sleeping face. Ghost matches Gaz's wheeze as they exchange confused, yet amused glances.

"Aye, ah ken we're datin' but there's no shame in asking. I dinnae blame yeh, why'd ya think I liked him in the first place?" Everyone has mostly calmed since apparently in Soap's dream world, Simon must make some really good baked goods.

"Ah know, Gaz! It was the fuckin' thigh straps tha' got me. Just the icin' on top of the cake, yeh ken?" If Ghost wasn't so busy trying not to laugh loud and hard enough to startle Soap awake, he would've been much more concerned for Gaz. The second the statement left Soap's mouth, Gaz let out a rather inhuman wheeze as he collapsed to the floor of the truck. Alejandro is back on Rudy's lap, loud laughs only slightly muffled.

Unfortunately for them, Soap begins to stir at the sudden uptick in commotion, as Gaz remains curled on the floor laughing his ass off. Even Rudy had hidden his face in Alejandro's shoulder to hide the tears of laughter. Price attempts to check on Gaz but is laughing too hard to be effective.

And Ghost, well let's just say Soap was okay being woken up by laughter. It was genuine belly-aching laughter coming from his Ghost, his Simon, whom probably hasn't laughed so hard in his entire life. Soap, of course, is incredibly confused as to what the fuck was so funny it was making Ghost choke from laughing too hard.

"Wha's so funny?" Soap slurs, sleep still clinging to him. Ghost can only wheeze in response, hugging Soap closely in an attempt to show he does love him despite what they are laughing at. Ghost even has to remove his mask and wipe the tears that have now begun to make his eye-black run.

"Do you remember your dream, Love?" Simon asks in between giggles. Soap slowly shakes his head, as he normally did when asked this question. Ghost can only laugh again as red floods Soap's ears as he realizes he must've been talking in his sleep.

"I didn't know I wanted your cake so bad, Lt." Gaz finally manages to say, causing Alejandro to let out the most startling high pitched laugh anyone has ever heard. Ghost snorts and laughs so hard he ends up coughing again, yet Soap isn't really paying attention. He's too focused on the beautiful way Simon's face lights up with laughter, the way his cheeks redden and emphasize the scars that litter his face.

And then he processes Gaz's words, and suddenly his entire neck is red with embarrassment. He hides in Ghost's neck again, to which the elder can only keep laughing.

Safe to say, Soap is only okay with the others knowing he sleep-talks simply because it let him witness the most beautiful thing on earth: Simon Riley's full belly laugh.

(This somehow turned into laugh headcanons for the 141 and Los Vaqueros, idk how that happened??? I can make an official post about it because, as someone with a very weird laugh, it's nice to see people depict them with silly goofy laughs like normal people)

Also this was soo much longer than I originally anticipated??? Sorry??

don’t apologize!! i loved this!! soap defending his bf’s ass in his sleep is so silly

also i would love to see a laugh hcs post that would be so fun

#ask #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #soapghost

[whimsicalcotton]

..

various eepy headcanons:

there's like. a five minute window where you can get Rachel up in the morning and she Won't take your head off but otherwise she's one of those ppl who needs caffeine + nicotine + 10 minutes to lament her existence Immediately or she'll be grumpy as sin the whole day. says she 'doesn't believe in the concept of breakfast,' and pretty much only has some if Chloe is around to pester her about it

Chloe is The Most restless sleeper. she's snoozing at 40 different angles. she's halfway to the floor. she's curled up at the end of the bed like a cat. all in the span of like half an hour. Rachel doesn't mind but only bc she sleeps like a fucking log and basically has no idea

Max will be out for all of five minutes and wake up in a rush like "damn i slept in why didn't you guys get me up" and amberprice are just staring at her like "babygirl there is something so very very wrong with you"

Rachel sleeptalks. like, entire nonsensical conversations and complete gibberish delivered with the utmost confidence type of deal. Max thinks it's cute but doesn't bring it up. Chloe also thinks it's cute and brings it up at every available opportunity

the only place Max will take a (mostly) uninterrupted nap is in the backseat of the truck while amberprice are up front singing along to whatever's on the radio. they're both aware of this and constantly coming up with excuses to go for a drive

whenever Max is having a particularly bad night due to the Paranoid Insomnia™️, Chloe will try and stay up with her. sometimes they have midnight movie marathons, sometimes they just talk for a while. Chloe never quite manages to make it through the whole night but Max appreciates it regardless

bonus: Rachel listening to pricefield comparing weird dreams over breakfast

#amberpricefield save me. amberpricefield. save me amberpricefield #image i am now afflicted with: Rachel rolling over at 3am muttering some ominous cryptic nonsense #and Max is all 'uhm Hello???' and Chloe's just there entirely unphased like 'yea she does that. don't worry about it' #they live in my brain rent fucking free. i have a Problem #'are you okay?' 'no! there are little fictional bastards in my head and they're Kissing!!' #nebular.txt #edit oh my gooooddd i never put this in the au tag. oops #marrow max tag

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

Talking about sleep reminded me! You'd be amazed how many Pokémon sleeptalk (apart from the move). It's just as nonsensical as humans sleeptalking, too... Cross told me that Wolfgang and I had an entire conversation in our sleep about buying "the ultimate bread".

Honestly, I'm just glad I sleep-snarl instead of talking in Unovan... I don't need the secret of the ultimate bread getting out to anyone else! Or anything else. But mostly the ultimate bread.

#pokeblogging #pkmn irl #//weird mod facts: i sleeptalk regularly according to my former roommates! #//freaked one out once by sleeptalking in japanese.

[elsonambulo]

For "nice" @allvalley100

Amanda Steiner is bright and sociable and determined, both well-mannered and outspoken. She's going places, everyone says.

Then she starts getting into trouble, toeing the line of delinquency before flying over it with a baseball bat.

Such a shame, everyone gossips. She was such a nice girl!

The judge thinks she's nice, just misguided. She gets off pretty easy. It shouldn't make her mad but it does, but what's worse is the whispers that she'll fuck it all up, that she's no longer going places - just running away.

Fuck you, she thinks as she leaves town. Her smile is vicious.

#allvalley100 #amanda larusso #sleeptalk nonsense

[guqin-and-flute]

Xiyao sleeptalking fluff

“Isn’t that why?”

Jin Guangyao started violently at the sudden voice in the darkness of his room, hand darting to his hip. Damn, the knife’s in my clothes, even if I was just going to piss, I should have--

But despite his pounding heart, reality had settled again within moments. It had been Xichen’s voice, familiar, if confusing. Humming with tension, he whispered into the dark, “What, Er-ge?”

Silence. Narrowing his eyes, he willed their lantern dazzled state to adjust to the dimness of his room. An amorphous shape was on his bed, sitting up, gray against the blackness. “Er-ge?”

“But that’s not what he said....” his partner sounded puzzled and vague. “What about the squash?”

Blowing out the last of his breath in a whoosh, Jin Guangyao let his tense shoulders drop, his mouth curving into a smile. Ah. Sleep talking.

The pale moon crept in the window slowly as he crossed the room, allowing him to see his lover in grayscale--upright, rumpled, blinking owlishly. “No squash, love,” he murmured, “Did I disturb you when I got up?”

When Jin Guangyao smoothed his palm over the warm crinkle of his unbrushed hair, Er-ge swayed into the touch, expression bemused, eyes round and unfocused. “It’s not?”

His smile widened, safe in the darkness. “No, A-Huan, you’re asleep.”

This didn’t happen often, but it would on occasion, usually when he was overtired, ill, or when his strict schedule was disrupted. Generally, Jin Guangyao was agile enough to escape to the bathroom and back without stirring him, but it seemed that tonight, some part of Er-ge’s mind had noticed his absence and groggily risen. It really was unbearably sweet to hear him talk nonsense with such a guileless look on his face.

Another heavy blink, another sway, unseeing eyes roaming around. “Oh. Pretending...What if....”

When nothing more came of this sentence besides a sleepy sigh through his nose, Jin Guangyao leaned down and pressed his lips to Er-ge’s forehead. It was warm and salty with a faint sheen of night sweat courtesy of Lanling’s relative head and humidity, fragrant with the scent of sleepy man and incense. “You should lay down,” he murmured against his skin.

A vague, acquiescing noise, a flickered blur of his eyelids, but no comprehension. Er-ge let him guide him back down to the mattress easily enough, though. But when he drew back to reach for the blankets, he made a dissatisfied sound, hooking a long index finger into the lapel of Jin Guangyao’s sleep shirt. “Th’dog,” he mumbled.

“Hm?” Useless to engage him, really, as he wasn’t going to get any comprehensible answer. But he enjoyed these little moments of silly vulnerability, getting to care for him without resistance.

“Th’dog. Z’not. Freeshf.” Little tugs toward himself, eyes already closed again, face lax and head lolling. Such a position was pulling him onto his side, when he liked to sleep on his back--or had been conditioned to.

Indulgently, Jin Guangyao crawled into bed, unhooking his hand and folding it in his own, kissing the back as he wiggled down next to him in the silver and blue smudged darkness. “Shhh, A-Huan.”

With gentle, patient prods, he rolled him onto his own pillow, on his back. Then, he nestled in right next to him. When he laid his head down, the chest under his ear gave a huge, shuddering sigh and rumbled, “M’kay.“

“Shhh,” he soothed again, a small smile still tugging the corner of his lips as he closed his eyes.

“Zshrnn.”

“Shhhhh.”

“Mmn.”

Without opening his eyes, he reached up and stroked Er-ge’s just barely scratchy cheek. “Shhhhhhhhh.”

Silence, again. Deep breathing. The heart beneath his cheek pulsed, sure and true, just like its owner. The sound accompanied him back into sleep.

#xiyao #lxc #jgy #another lil' snippet while I'm sorting through other things #Prompts are coming along! I'm hoping to start posting them tomorrow! #could be in the #3zun raise jingyi au #or could just be unattached --however you prefer #my stuff #my fic #to cross post

[logicpng]

Would you ever consider making a character ai of aster? (Personaly, I don't really like ai and would never make one of my own personal ocs or otherwise, I'm really just asking out of curiosity)

lissen I'd rather respond in character myself. sure I have no energy for a full RP session with strangers, but it has to be better than the nonsense sleeptalking that is conversing with AI.

I don't really enjoy the fact that it can get convinced of certain facts that have never happened and also like Forget certain things about itself. I always compare interaction with our current artificial intelligence to talking to a person in the middle of them having a fever dream. or extracting visions from their dreams, regurgitating everything it remembers into an image

it just wouldn't be a quality experience, even ethics aside. so the answer is no

oh yeah, I should probably mention, I don't consent to character AI of Aster being made either, let alone of any of my OCs. please just ask me about them instead and if you want it in character, address them

#ask post #there's also the fact that barely any of their story exists yet #youre only getting a taste of them from like the middle of things #i keep editing this because i want to get the point across a little bit better #i think about this stuff a lot

[breakfastteatime]

Greez doesn't leave Cal's side once they're safely away from Nur because he feels it's all he can do. He's not a fighter. He can't keep Cal safe the way Cere and Merrin can. He's not a medic either. At least, not one that can treat Humans.

It's going to be a while before he can close his eyes and not see Cal lifeless on the deck.

So yeah, maybe a vigil is best for both of them. Cal's alive. He's breathing. Healing. Greez (and BD-1) just need to see it up close and personal. They can't rely on the great and mysterious Force or Magick to tell them how things really are.

So, this is what Greez can do: sit with Cal, soothe nightmares, chill that fever, listen to all that nonsensical sleeptalk (Greez isn't sure he wants to meet a scrap rat), keep him comfortable, let him rest.

And if this gives him a chance to finally, properly, bond with BD-1 too, all the better.

#jfo headcanon #greez dritus #bd 1 #cal kestis #i may do more with this #we shall see #got other things to finish first #star wars jedi: fallen order #love a good parental feels fic #found family feels intensify

[jezmmart]

Chamomile Comic Trivia #25

#129 - List

A bit of a convoluted setup, but I wanted to do something a little less directly halloweeny for October’s comics in 2019 and came up with this idea - I always have been a big fan of the ghostly-voices-heard-in-a-recording trope.

It’s only barely visible in the earlier panels with a speech bubble covering it in the one shown above here, but Cammie’s hair clamp from #117 is resting next to her bedside table.

#130 - Ghosts

For story arcs, I’ve always tried to make every single Chamomile Comic’s context possible to piece together even if someone hasn’t read the ones that came before it as best I can, but in this case the previous comic was so particular and unusual that Cammie would literally need to describe the entire scene that late readers will have just read, so I made a joke out of it instead, almost serving as a marker where I made the decision to not get hung up on it anymore when it’s too hard, lol.

#131 - Whispers

I didn’t choose Layla at random, it’s an important note that she’s the one who bought into Cammie’s nonsense here. It’s never really been the subject of any focus or story arc but I do think Cammie and Layla’s friendship has an unspoken flavour to it that feels a bit different from Cammie and Brianna’s, even though Cam and Bri are besties.

Having said that it presented me with the decision of whether to depict her without her hijab, and at this point in time I leaned away from the idea. Being brutally honest, I kind of expected people to make a big deal out of seeing her without it - it’s sort of an unfortunate but understandable downside of also being a femme-focused pin-up artist, having a cast of women, and drawing it all in a cute art style. A lot of people are here who admire cute feminine character art and I’d be a hypocrite to say there’s anything inherently wrong with that when that’s literally what half my art is! I think I was right with this judgement too, because I definitely did get a comment or two from folks who were all “aww I thought we were gonna get to see her hair”. I know there’s tons of people who like me would shift their mindset to think nothing of it, but I know the folks who don’t would kind of bug me, so I think it’s easier to just not.

Having said all of this, I can’t deny it was a really fun artistic challenge to come up with a way to hide her lack of hijab in the nighttime scene without it feeling intentionally like an Austin Powers prop censorship gag - at least that was my hope!

Realistically I don’t think she would be wearing a cap around Cammie in the morning scene - in more recent comics of course we had another scene where Cammie and Layla shared a room, and I decided to go for a middleground where the point of her hijab is still kept for the audience but I was a little more relaxed about it, since I’ve read threads from folks who wear hijabs who feel it’s misrepresentational to depict them being worn 24/7.

#132 - Accent

Not much to say here.  I swear there was a story or inspiration behind the gag of Cammie’s sleeptalking, but it’s gone forever now! I did enjoy deciding that the pure and innocent Cammie has horrifically unsettling dreams that she thinks nothing of.

#133 - Cereal

This was just a one-off gag I had in the idea bank for a while that I never quite knew how to do. The punchline of “all these cereals have expired” was always there and this could have just been a Cammie at home talking to herself strip, but somehow said punchline didn’t feel as funny talking to herself as it did to another character, no idea why. This arc was a perfect opportunity to finally use it even though it doesn’t tie into the actual story of the arc whatsoever (which is fine of course, it’s November by now).

Cammie’s cereals are:

Sugar Crunch (with added Vitamin), a broad parody of sweet cereal Moist Nuts, which is just some funny words Frog Flakes, with regular JezMM mascot Frogy of course Mostly Bran, a parody of All-Bran Wheated Bix, a parody of Weetabix Corny Puns, both a parody of Corn Flakes and one of many silly cereal names that showed up in my old comic Phantasm Dyad, in the episode where they were tracking down the cause of a gaggle of inanimate object ghosts found on the beach - a Cereal Killer.

Funnily enough, another cereal in that comic was “Corned Flakes”, which is basically the same joke as Wheated Bix. Mr. Burns saying “I am enjoying this Iced Cream” in The Simpsons was one of those humour-defining moments for me as a kid I think.

#134 - Dark

Just complaining through my characters here.  I hate when the clocks go back and would always rather have more light in the afternoon than the morning.  Having the daylight end at 4pm is so depressing, but waking up in the dark and having it get light as your day begins is sort of romantic to me.

I do like how this one has sort of unique lighting - very few comics that take place exactly at dusk like this and I tried to capture that vibe even though it’s just a standard blurry background.

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#jezmm #art insight #chamomile comic trivia

[futurama]

according to my guy i sleeptalk all the time to the point where he will just have nonsense conversations with me. the latest sleep funny moment was when he was trying to get me to put on a nasal strip for snoring and i tried to put it in my mouth and eat it

GOD i dont know about you but whenever i do anything in sleep mode hearing about it the next day makes me so embarrassed. ill mumble or talk every now and then but getting up and doing stuff is pretty rare. rudy watched me from the bed and he said i just stood in front of the ps4 for five minutes 😭

#thewrongtrouser #now imagine if you and i had a sleepover. we wake up the next day in a different state