Exam Just Got Finished And I Thought I Can Rest Well All 3 Months With No Problems.. But You Know What?

“Attracted to them books” LMFAOOOO

Arcana Twilight mains before they go to bed:

Alpheratz is busy zoning out. Yeah, he somehow stopped listening to whatever was going on three minutes ago and just waits for silence to settle in before immediately napping. He can and will sleep wherever. His bed is actually the least visited place for this.

Arcturus tries going over his homework. He fails spectacularly most of the time and will do twenty other things instead, but he tried. Sometimes he can be found at 3am, listening to an audiobook and knitting because he got inspired.

Pollux claims he has a proper sleeping schedule, but guess what? He does not. If you ever were to call him at 3am, he would pick up. Because he got obsessed with a new show, or he was busy reorganizing his room completely. And then he would have the audacity to get mad that you are awake at this hour, telling you just how important sleep is.

Sirius might be the only one who actually follows his sleeping patterns. He sleeps three hours in the morning and three hours in the evening, since he loves the busy days and the rush of people going to work and wants to observe it. And he likes the silence of the night, guessing what any awake person might be up to. So he revolved his sleep around it. Sometimes he will transform into a being that needs less sleep for a power nap.

Spica. Look, he only sleeps 4h a day, and I doubt that he spends this time in his bed. Most likely he only gets to have short naps, which he gets by his desk. Though he does have a sleeping mask in his desk, he never actually put it on.

Vega will not say it, but he sleeps best when cuddling. When asked how he figured this out, he will not answer. But he has one pillow thats stuffed to the fullest and if he cannot cuddle his crush, he will cuddle the pillow.

Some Little doodles <3.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY GLORIOUS KING LUCA!!!

can we bring up how even though he only had 1 outfit he literally ATE. the same level as misa and mello did with tons of different outfits. the goggles the boots the gloves the vest the shirt even the silly little cigarette that’s just permanently in his mouth. and don’t even get me started on him and mello their fashion their whole little aesthetic is so AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH it is absolutely sensational how much he ate

okay? i spent 120 dps on that ur wearing it whether you like it or not

yayyy womans day!!!! i love girls

Spica would have like little forest creatures gather around him for no reason whatsoever.

Whether he pets them or not is unconfirmed, because he has definitely never done it with other people around and watching.

Spica is a disney princess in disguise. Come fight me.

Alpheratz - Sleep after injury.

First writing ^^

He noticed it. The way you were subtly limping after the mission, your hands faintly trembling, and your eyes occasionally squinting and wincing in pain. Alpheratz looks over at you, your pale skin an obvious, blazing red flag. Before he could say anything, you were stumbling, about to sprawl onto the ground. Shutting your eyes and bracing for impact, you surprisingly didn't feel the rough dirt. He swiftly moved, catching you with one arm. "I got you… Shit, you're bleeding." He notices the wound on the side of your back and grumbles before pulling you against him and lowering you to the ground. "Stay still." Alpheratz murmurs, his voice softer now as he makes sure you're awake and conscious. He looks at the severity of the wound- it isn't too bad, but it looks like it's a pain in the ass to move with. "Just.. damn.." He starts, but his thoughts wander, looking up at the sky. It's turning dark, and while you aren't far from Contell, you aren't exactly close either. He grumbles again, taking off his coat and draping it on you, wrapping it around you for comfort while he pulls out his book. Purple magic filled the air, sparkly and glittery but faint enough to see the oncoming night sky. beginning to cast a healing spell on your injury. While the two of you waited for the spell to mend the wound, he was frowning, his mind obviously somewhere else. When you called out his name, Alpheratz looks back down at you and sighs. "You're so stubborn. I told you to stay behind me.." He frowns, a faint look of guilt on his face as if he regrets allowing you to get hurt. You quickly comfort him, telling him it's not his fault. He inhales and exhales, finishing the spell. Once it's complete, he lifts you up onto your feet. "Does it feel any better?" He asks, and when you nod, he hesitates for a moment before picking you up bridal style. When you try to bashfully protest he quickly cuts you off with a small smile, looking ahead. "I cant risk you getting yourself any more hurt, Summoner. Spica would have my head.." He huffs the last part as he continues to walk down the path as the sun sets, keeping you firmly in his arms. ~ Once the two of you got back to Contell, instead of taking you to your room, Alpheratz took you back to his. It'd be easier to see if the injury had any side effects, since it was a rift on a bigger scale than they'd faced before. The time wasn't so late that sorcerers were starting to come back yet, so it wasn't an issue having to explain to anyone why he was carrying you, wrapped up in his jacket. It would've been a pain if they had been. Approaching the door, he bends over a little, fumbling with the doorknob and trying to not to drop or jostle you from your dozed off state. Using his foot, he pushes open the door, then once he's in he shuts it with his back. Once he's in the room, you're carefully set down on the bed and covered with a blanket. It felt nicely heavy and soft- it was definitely one of his special napping blankets. Before you try to tell him you're okay, he quickly plopped down onto the bed with a sigh, ruffling your hair. "Hm? What's the harm in taking a rest for a bit. You got injured after all- a nap won't hurt." His tired face slowly contorts into a soft smile as he looks down at you, just before you drift off to sleep. "Goodnight, Summoner."