February 4th, 3:16pm.

The God, Grimerus

(slight NSFW, nudity of the male body)

This is my original character MY art, please request to use my art!!

This is a one of the more realistic things I have been able to draw in a long long while. I am very happy with how it has turned out!

FNaF SB x NonBi!Animatronic!Blacklight!Drummer! reader

Beat of Your Own Drum

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5,

ANNOUNCEMENT

Authors note!: I would like to advise that this will only be updated on the weekends and breaks because I have school and such but here is the next chapter!

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'System activating... Welcome back (Y/N)!'

'Safe Mode'

Your gears grind and wires tighten, vision coming back to you in fluttering blinks, a hiss erupted from your stomach, hatch opening to reveal your internal machinery. A voiced hummed lowly clicked their pen as your heavy eyelids are forced open, stomach hissing with a clank as it shut with ease.

"Ah, you have awoken! Welcome back!" A monotone voice boomed, ears coiling back at the sudden loudness as the pitch bounced off of the walls, surrounding you like a quilted blanket. "You are going to be put on reduced power for a while, so we know how your body will accept the programing correctly." The voice came again a bit cheerier than the last time he spoke.

Blinking back blurry eyes, your head lifted. "Reduced power?" Before you stood a man, clipboard in hand, pen clicking post-haste. Swiping a thick lock of charcoal colored hair from his eyes, tucking it haphazardly behind a clefted ear. It was quite complicated to see his body due to the illy pigmented handler suit that he sported, the shoulders loose fitting but wrist bands held snug to his skin as if to shield himself from some unknown disease. "Yep! You will need a charge every hour, the technicians said it was a safety precaution so that they or we- know how well your system accepts the new programing and if there is any faulty coding!"

"Who are you? W-what happened after the coding?" You groaned with a pained snarl, brows furrowed weakly, lifting a pigmented paw to your head you glanced down at the man that stood not many inches shorter than yourself.

He grinned, smile beaming as his hands waved energetically. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I am Lukas your assigned handler!" He chirped gleefully. Your head tilted a brow lifted at the sudden news. "Oh, and about your question! The technicians had to shut your engines down for a few days so you could compute the new coding! It's been a few days but now you're up and ready to go!" He stated zestfully. You nodded leisurely with a hum before your mouth opened to speak. "-it's kinda weird you have only been here for a few days and already got shut down for new coding! Well, that should be expected from your advanced technology and AI of course! The company wants you to be of extreme entertainment!" Lukas boasted with a song under his tone.

Your mind began to wonder as the man- or your 'handler' continues to drag on with his one-sided conversation.

Vibrant (E/C) hues raking the unusual landscape before your hands folded formally behind your back. It was bright, strips of electrifying colors lined the creases along the seams between the ceiling and the wall, paint crips and fresh, visually still wet but physically sooth and dry like a sheet of waxed paper. Along the walls stood a wide array of instruments that stretched from childish plastic guitars etched with unique designs, to large drums with abnormally big drumsticks and bass pedals.

Your padded feet brushed gingerly along the carpeted flooring, stifling the loud thud of your weight. The fabric was short but satisfyingly soft, almost like the plush fur that covered your metal exterior. Head lifting you observed the oddly uniquely designed ceiling. Painted on the ceiling was a portrait Montgomery ripping away on his bass guitar, star rimmed glasses tilted down the crease of his snout. Freddy performing stunts, mic held in hand with a cheery, bubbly grin across his bright features, Chica tearing notes from the copper cords that strung along her beaming hot pink and vicious blueberry colored guitar. On her right the infamous Wolf's head was thrown back in triumph as she curdled the cords of her Keytar a musical note tearing from her throat. Then on the left beside the large gator was an animal. Ears perked as their hands clutched a pair of vibrant stick, prepared to blow the cheering audience away with a single flick of their wrists and downfall of their arms.

The painting encased the ceiling in a scene forever stopped in time, a memory you can replay relentlessly when days are slow.

"Pretty cool huh?" Lukas chirped, snapping you from your dazed gaze your head turned, eyes unmoving as you observed the elegant strokes of the paintbrush's. You hummed nonchalantly in reply. "Is this the entertainment room of mine that I have been hearing oh so much about?" You puzzled no such expression on your nonexistent tongue. Intaking a breath Lukas hummed daintily. "Ahh~ the sweet-sweet smell of drying paint, and yes, this is your Entertainment room! (Y/N)'S BOOM ROOM!" He pronounced turning his back to you before pointing a callused thumb to his shoulders.

There engraved? onto his jumper was your signature and Entertainment room name shown in vibrant sewn words, a cheaply ironed thin photo of you with your thumb sprung up and grinning features melted into the fabric, just below your portrait read '(Y/N) HANDLER'

A chuffed 'huh' left your throat before strutting towards the male, now that you had actually looked at the man your head tilted slightly, he was quite a bit smaller than you were, his somewhat malnourished figure was abnormal for you compared to most children and adults who were quite plump. Yes, you have seen some lean people, but he was on another level. The stubble under his chin faint but noticeable from up close, thick but ragged sideburns hugging the shape of his slightly sunken in cheeks, he looked almost skeletal.

Lukas visibly slunk from your towering figure, usually enthusiastic behavior fading into sour anxiety. "C-can you not stare please?" He spoke meekly, eyes snapping to the plush carpeting beneath his booted feet. Your figure straightened, despite the urge to observing him more you did as he asked a regretful look on your metaled features. "I- heh, sorry this is really the first time I've seen a person this close before. I wasn't trying to cause you harm." You spoke anxiously the lie in your voice not as evident as you had figured.

Lukas glanced up at your towering figure. "N-NO! I would never think you would hurt me! I-I just- people usually pick and poke fun at me due to my height and well, weight." he squeaked with a strained voice. You shook your head a denying hum escaping your voice box.

"No, I would never." You stated bluntly a hand waving frantically, anxiety tugging at your wires. Lukas noticed the panic in your (E/C) hues as regret lace his own. The two of you exchanged apologies before being trapped in a very uncomfortable silence to which you had left the room after a hot minute.

Neon lights glared down at your form as you made your way through the main lobby.

The building was silent, sun setting just behind the horizon painting the sky above in smooth warm pigments, almost like a canvas. Your feet slowed to a stop at the glass doors, the colors were hypnotizing, almost enticing you to push a padded palm to its surface, you could mentally hear the cry of the door's hinges crying out in obedience, you could almost feel the cool summer kissing your plush fur, invisible arms embracing you-

"(Y/N)!" You were startled from your trance, (E/C) hues still staring at the open door before you, darkly pigmented palm plush against the clear surface. Just as you expected, the warm breeze groped your figure like a pair of delicate hands admiring your figure.

The outside smelt fresh unlike the thick smell of burnt oil and melted cheese, a delicate scent of daisies embedding itself into your programing like a hot branding. You wanted to go outside, for just a single moment, let the wind take you places you may never see.

You were tugged back harshly, a large hand gripping your wrist joint tightly. Head snapping back your vibrant orbs met with the lemony citrus ones that stare back at you widely. The glass door hissed to a close, clicking as it locked into place.

Roxanne released your wrist hesitantly with a relived breath hand slapping over her breast plate patting over the metal where her heart would be located, her breath was labored as if she had been running. "W-What are you doing!?" She huffed breathlessly.

Your mouth opened to speak only for it to close again unable to find the words to explain what exactly you were doing. Roxanne's gold hues narrowed at you slightly pointing towards the glass confinements behind you. "We can't go out there!" She stated seeming to catch her breath slightly, straightening up she swept a hand over her tail smoothing the ruffled fur. "Why not?" You puzzled innocently.

Roxanne looked at you firmly straightening her torso that clicked and spurred. "Because the water and stuff that falls from the sky will destroy our body's, we'll rust!" She spoke placing a delicate palm to your shoulder head tilting. There is a better reason but that's a story for a different day." She said solemnly, you nodded slowly stepping away from the clear doors. "But other than that, Freddy wanted us all to meet up during closing time." She directed a finger behind her as if to point to the destination the meeting was going to be.

You nodded with a hum, "thank you for letting me know- I'm not sure I'm going to be there I'm just really tired." You spoke, after almost escaping outside you had suddenly felt extremely tired, well that was enough adrenaline for today, I guess.

"B-But- didn't you just wake up from your coding? I thought you would be charged and ready to go." She said brows furrowing. You rubbed the back of your head, mind snapping back to when Lukas was talking to you. "Yeah, I was put on reduced power."

"For what?" She questioned face contorting into genuine confusion. Your shoulders lifted before falling heavily. "I guess it's to see if my systems accept the coding completely or if there is any 'faulty' coding. Thats what Lukas told me." You replied placing a hand over your chest as if to signal where the disc was located.

Roxanne nodded widely, lime-colored bangs sweeping over her shout gingerly, not asking any further questions. "Well, you go and charge, so you don't shut down on us, the kids missed you enough already so don't want to keep your little fans waiting. It's not like they won't make me their new favorite!" She said sarcastically, whipping her hair around dramatically gaining a hearty chuckle from you, to which she joined with a warm smile. "Well, I'm going to go charge-n BUT! Stay away from my kiddo's or I might have to beat you at your race way!" You chuckled playfully gaining a wink from the wolf before vocally shooting two fingers' guns, "I can't promise anything, but I'll talk to you later" She chuckled jogging through the passing doors and up the escalader.

Watching as the grey wolf slid from your vision and around the corner the smile on your face wavered as you glanced back towards the clear doors that separated you from the outside. The sun had set, only a few yellow rays streaked across the sky followed by the few stars that littered as much of the sky as you could see.

With a heavy sigh you strolled to your room.

Maybe one day you could run through the grass and embrace the wind back.

ONE SHIP CHALLANGE WITH THE AKATSUKI

°•°Hidan•°•

2K words!

Shoves the whole fucking thing in his mouth, chew as casually as possible till the heat hits his tongue then he starts to chew REAL slow, tears pricking his eyes as his breathing grows ragged.

Finally he would 'swallow' and then let out the most gutteral, and ear peircing screetch as he scrambled to try and wash the nasty and hot ass taste from his mouth as he screams a string of curses

°•°Kakuzu•°•

Honestly, at first he wouldn't take it too seriously. But at first he would take a huge ass bite and glance at your ear face before chewing slightly. Imidiately his cheeks grow red, nose begins to run dispite his age- he then coughs into he ball of his hand with a hissing inhail.

"It's not hot." He stated bluntly, you just lift a finger to point at his very obviously tear filled eyes.

"Your eyes are waterin-"

"Shut the fuck up."

When you retreat back to your room hands raised in mocking surrender, that man dead ass is hastily making his way to guzzle down anything that might sooth his burning mouth, aching throat, and scorching stomach.

°•°Itachi•°•

He dead ass thought he could handle the heat. But nope!-

Popped that chip in his mouth and his hands are already flapping, tongue lulling from his mouth as he chants 'HOT' repeatedly with teary eyes.

You thought he would have been way more composed over this but again- you were wrong!-

You hand the man a nice soothing glass of milk to imidiately down as you coo in giggling comfort, voice laced with guilt.

"Are you okay Itachi?" You squeak slightly rubbing comforting circle along the little of his back.

The said man sat hunched forwards, elbows jabbing into his thichs as his head rested in his trembling hands. Breathing having gone ragged as his tongue hung from his mouth as if a panting dog.

"Yeah- yeah I'm fine- just stunned-" he lied.

You pout slightly again handing him the cup of milk to which he took greatfuly.

"I said you didn't have to do it if you didn't want too..." Placing the cup onto the end table next to the furnatures armrest he shook his head.

"If I don't want to do it I wouldn't have aten it. But now I regret it."

°•°Kisame•°•

Poor man-

You honestly refused to give him the chip in fear of what it would do to his stomach since his body has certain needs and things that he can't ingest due to his shark like appearance and shit.

But!

When you turned your head for just a MOMENT that black chip was already between his teeth. And gone.

You stated at him concerned as his cheeks begin to flush, eyes begin to water, chest raising stutteres and breathing hitches.

Without a sound that shark-man is dashing his way to the kitchen faster than the fitness gram pacer test to seek something- ANYTHING to sooth his aching soul.

°•°Sasori•°•

"No." And that was final. Door closing in your face as he slithered back to his desk to carve his puppets.

°•°Deidara•°•

Poor poor boy.

Remember how art is an explosion?

Not this explosion.

This one he fucking HATES with a burning hatred.

Deidara just nipped the corner of that chip- not too bad at first, yes it was spicy but that was just the beginning.

Seeing that the chip wasn't as hot as potrayed- he shoved the whole thing in his mouth with a nonchalant shrug, chewing away.

That was till his movements came to a hault and choked out a stiffled cough.

"You alright Dei?" You questioned, an amused smirk across your smug features.

Deidara trembled slightly before lifting a wavering thumb in false reassurance. "Yea-h I'm fine-" as if on cue he begins to hack violently, shoving his fingers down his throat to rid of the charcoal colored chip that he had so foolishly swallowed. As this was being done he yanked his hand away flapping it wildly as the mouth in his palm began to gape tongue lulling from its place in his hand.

"OW OW OW!" He whimpered, blowing on the snarling feature in his palm that now had the slightest specks of the devil's chip on its skin.

As the blond arsonist cried out in agony you screamed out in utterly laughter, throat growing raw from the large amount of air that left your lungs.

And with that, he- from now on- will make you bite into it first to make sure you didn't sneak a lill' surprise in there.

•°•Pein°•°

Just like Sasori, he declined your request/demand with much confidence.

•°•Tobi°•°

THIS POOR MAN-CHILD

HE TRUSTED YOU

"Now Tobi, this is REALLY hot..."

"Tobi can handle it!" He beamed, reaching his grabby hands toward the price of food that you yanked from his reach. Tobi let out a whine in protest as he slumped forwards, resting his weight against your now leaning figure.

You handed him the chip reluctantly before it was snatched form your fingers and downed almost imidiately by the Uchiha.

"(Y/n)-Chan! That was goo-" his sentence was cut incredibly short- stopped with a hissing gasp as his hands began to wave violently from under the cloaks sleeves, you could see the heat in his ears as his face was covered by the orange mask.

You imidiately felt bad as he began to wait in agony, dashing around the hide out as if it were caught ablaze, screeching that his mouth was going to wither away!

You had grabbed the poor man a large glass of milk to sooth his aching tummy.

"Tobi is never going to trust you again..." He spoke, voice hinted with betrayal as you stroked the crown of his head, sweeping back the short black locks of his hair. You snickered slightly at the males words.

"Hey, don't blame me. I warned you and you didn't listen to me. Like a always say- 'curiosity killed the cat'-"

"-But this time satisfaction did NOT bring it back."

•°•Zetsu°•°

"No thank you (Y/n), Not interested in your stupid little experiment."

"Don't be rude- I don't want to do it."

This went on for too long, so you just walked away.

•°•Konan°•°

You absolutely REFUSED to give this angel of a woman the chip. You would NEVER harm this absolute love of a dove.

"So, the others have told me about this 'One chip challenge' that you have been doing. I also heard from Pein-sama that you even offered him up for the challenge. But I was curious as to why you haven't offered me yet?" Her voice was soft, a twinge of sorrow tainted her tone. You imidiately hopped form your place on the couch, approaching the emotionally hurt purple-haired tiger-lilly-eyed woman that you adored.

"No no no! Konan, I would never exclude you from anything fun! It's that the chip is really hot and I don't want you getting sick and stuff! I like you too much!" You then explained the meaning behind why you hadn't offered the lady a chip to which she nodded in understanding.

"Awe, (Y/n), your so generous. And I appreciate you telling me because I am honestly not the type who enjoys spicy things like that. It would hurt my stomach. But thank you for saving me the agony, unlike the others."

You snickered nervously.

"No problem Konan!"

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Unedited

It's quite alright. I don't mind asking here.

So first, how do you feel about the following kinks? Male bondage, chastity cages, gags, exhibitionism, drowning, male orgasms, public nudity, consensual gangbangs, hypnosis, duct tape mummification, consensual servitude, dub con, non con, humiliation, harem boys. I'll choose the ones that you're comfortable with. Also, what type of dark content/themes are you comfortable with writing? And which of these characters would you be up for writing about? All Might, Aizawa, Present Mic, Rock Lock, All For One.

Alright, So I am comforable with:

Bondage ( for both male and female, you pick)

Dubcon/noncon (Example: like giving consent to being used while sleeping, I kind of refrain from overall rape in general but it it fits the scene then its a hard maybe.)

Servitude (googled it)

Bondage in general

Since this question is also being asked I'll give you a few more kinks that I'm comfortable with writing:

Orgasm denial

Minor cum inflation

cream pie

oral fixations (both M and F receiving)

Legal age gap (so no student x teacher shit sorry, should have specified earlier in my terms and rules)

mutual masturbation

cock warming (both resulting to sex and not)

Discipline

Breath play (minor)

Sex while watching porn

Toys

Sensation play (candle's, ice cubes, ect)

Tentacles (never really written it but it seems fun)

Voyeurism

I'll make an NSFW google form to fill out, too but it'll only be given out to people over the age of 18, so minors and ageless blogs can't get it and It'll only be sent through DM's. Can't be too careful nowadays, I like being careful lol.

And I don't mind doing all of them!

I can do one if you want me to, I can do all of them even, put it into a sort of 'headcannon' fashion??

The kind of dark content I was originally intending when I mentioned it was like: murder, gore, blood, genoside and all of that stuff. I don't really mind, I'll let you know if its a no-go when you ask it!

Hope this clears things up!

Hey, what the hell is your profile picture, homedog? [/genuine]

I accidentally clicked it and got confused.

Oh, it's one of my friends in a Freddy Fazbear onesy. We had a sleep over one time and let's just say that 4 people with ADHD and are extremely hyperactive in one room at 3 in the morning with pretty much an infant amount of gummy worms, swedish fish, Oreos and mountain dew do not mix well because you then get one of these absolute master pieces

(the photo is also found on Google because they magically decided to recreate the photo at like 4:30 am)

MEH BOI MERICK

Edit: I just now noticed I wrote down my ALT @....

*cri*

The Akatsuki's Shadow

WOO LFMAO

I am going to redo this on paper, with pencil and maybe even pen because I am honestly NOT the best when it comes to online/digital art (its not really my cup of tea but I try LFMAO)

This Fanart to the book

The Akatsuki's Shadow on Wattpad written KitAkatsuki! (@kittiakatsuki here on Tumblr)

Link here:

Book 1: A Taster of Modern Living - Akatsukixreader

Book 2: The Akatsuki's Shadow

other(s): Akatsuki Oneshots (Based on A Taster of Modern Living and Akatsuki's Shadow)

Fnaf SB X NonBi!Blacklight!Drummer!Animatronic!reader

Beat Of Your Own Drum

Request: No

Pairing(s): None, platonic

Warnings: Mentions of Bonnie (I found that Bonnie is a sensitive subject for some.),

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, part 4, Part 5, ANNOUNCEMENT

First interaction/Opinions

When your future arrival was first announced the animatronics were informed that you would be taking a place on stage alongside them as a drummer. But also informed that Bonnie Bowl would be reconstructed into (Y/N)'s Boom Room.

Freddy was not as big of a fan at the mentions of his old friend's area being taken over by a total stranger, to say the least it affected him the most. What if you weren't fit for the responsibility of caring for such an important (according to Freddy at least) room? What if you tore it apart and destroyed all that was left of his buddy?

Montgomery on the other hand seemed overjoyed at the mention of that god forsaken eyesore of a Bowling alley finally disappearing. But did not seem so happy about the new arrival, but you are winning your way to his good side even though he hasn't even spoken to the yet arrived new attraction.

Chica, the same as Freddy was not very joyous over the whole ordeal of the alley's demise but she was quite excited about the arrival of their new bandmate.

As time passed the crew began to notice changes around the plex, bigger brighter and more eye-catching posters, the large sized (what they guessed to be) drum set that sat at the far corner of the stage, sheet tossed over the equipment to keep children and parents from questioning.

They also watched with saddened hearts as the sign from Bonnie Bowl was removed and construction had resumed as scheduled.

a few (2 long) months later

When the day came, a squad of movers backed a large truck to the front of the empty building, since it had been closed to 'Welcome the new recruit'

after getting your crate moved inside, they set the heavy box of machinery onto the tiled flooring. A few mechanics took it to the main stage that had been emptied of any of the band members so the workers could do what needed to be done.

It took a hot minute to get your crate open after descending into the parts and service under the main stage, it took quite a few crowbars and pounding hammers, the business you had come from said it was a 'safety precaution' for if something happened or they got lost you would not get damaged or stolen "If they were stolen from the truck the thief would have one hell of a time trying to pry that crate open! We need to keep our best work of art and latest advanced piece of technology safe after all!"

After a lengthy time, consuming check up on your electrical, movement programing, systems and vocal checkups on the operation table in the Protective Cylinder you ascended back onto the lift for the main show stage.

as the show stage lift jolted to a stop you were greeted by the four main band-men (Women)(mates)

At first, they were confused, and somewhat awe struck at your rather dark? appearance. Your body was encased with black plushed fur, but your stomach, snout, eyes, arm guards, kneecaps, feet(paws) and the inside of your ears were painted with vibrant neon colors that mainly consisted of red, blue, green and pinks.

Roxy was the first to welcome you to the plex and the new part of the band surprisingly, you honestly expected that Freddy or Chica would have been the ones who would warmly welcome you.

Speaking of Freddy, he stood quite a way away... eyeing you from afar. He despised the twinge of resentment that bubbled in the pit of his programing, he hadn't even heard you speak or interact with the others yet. That was till Roxanne tossed her arm over your shoulders.

Now that he saw your size difference, he rubbed the back of his neck. You were quite short compared to the rest. (You're not that short but you are quite short lmao)

The electricians warned the animatronics and workers that the lights were to momentarily to go out to check the new lights that were installed around the Plex.

As soon as the words leave the workers mouth the lights are shut down and immediately long black lights illuminated the building.

Again, in awe the crew gazed upon your magnificence, your body painted in neon glowed, illuminating the room with vibrant pigments.

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Part 1 finished! Part 2 coming soon if this gets enough attention

𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝕬𝖑𝖆𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖂𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝕬𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖊!

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𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 "𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱":

It is alwasy open! Though be aware I have a rather harsh case of imposter syndrome and Writers Block which occures more often than not so please work with me lol.

Asside from requests, my inbox is always open, so do not be afraid to interact with me as you please! Send me goofy things, quotes, memes, art, your own writing, I don't care, I love seeing the the things people come up with and how their brains make such magnificent things out of practically nothing!

To be mentioned again, if you are going to be rude. DO NOT COME TO MY TOWN >:( for your aks will be promptly deleted when found and if you are being rude as an ANON I will approach the ask with just as much hostility if not more. If you can dish it but can't take it, Womp womp.

𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 "𝐃𝐌'𝐒":

They are mainly used for if there is an issue that can be resolved privitly as well as concerns.

These are also good to use for when you don't want to put too much detail into an ask in the goofle form and want to directly message it to me, you are entirely welcome to do so!

Please refrain from directly messaging me asside from the reasons listed above!

Masterlist's are: Here!

Important asks: Here! (Both NSFW and SFW)

Current WIP's and Writing list: Here! (Both SFW and NSFW)

NO I'M LAUGHING SO HARD RN

So I have a head cannon for C!Eret's chat which are ferrets that follow her around and shit.

But I had this magical idea that one-day Eret is just sitting in his throne arms resting on the armrests. But he gets the sudden urge to fucking poke at one the Ferrets that are just fucking KOed on their lap.

But when she pokes them, they don't move. So this singular ferret on his lap as limp AF I mean in that deep sleep when it suddenly hits her like- "Ayo, this mf might be dead!"

So our sweet hearted king like in the midst of a panic hastily scoops the poor thing up and shakes it like:

"Aye! (Sleeping chat members name) Wake up!.... Oh shit they might actually be dead."

But within seconds of them saying that the ferret groggily jerks wake with stanky ass breath as they yawn.

And Eret's like: