Sleepy Chibi Novels & Stories

Three Years Later Aina I woke up to the sound of soft giggles and immediately knew who it was, but I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep as tiny fingers brushed against my lips. Without opening my eyes, I gently caught the little finger in my lips, which made the giggles grow louder. I finally opened my eyes to see a small, bright-eyed girl smiling down at me. Her hair was a lovely golden brown, Osborne had said that was also his hair color when he was young but it eventually darkened to the one he has right now. I pulled her close and tickled her lightly, making her squeal with laughter. “Oh, you little mischief, why did you have to wake Mama so early?” I teased.

Stefano remained standing and Estrebelle was also in a corner and bowed. I don't know how long we were there. I felt sleepy but I tried to fight it. Sushi noticed that so he suddenly started playing with me and almost kissed my face so I suddenly lost my sleepiness a little. But even though he was doing that, I still couldn't help it that a few minutes later I fell asleep again and closed my eyes. I couldn't sleep earlier because of the worry. Now I'm sleepy and my body is being pulled toward the darkness.

I whispered into the quiet of the room. Chika’s brow twitched into a sharp, defensive frown, a low, subconscious growl vibrating in his throat as he rolled his frame away from my touch. The sheer defiance of his sleeping reflex made a low chuckle escape my chest. Moving closer, I threw back the edge of the pelts and shifted my mass onto the bedding, my heavy arm locking around his waist to anchor his body against my chest for the remaining hours of the dark.

She was slurping lemonde from a to-go cup and she had on shades. She walked up to them in a bossy way and crossed her arms once she reached them. Her dark brown hair was let loose freely and it reached her waist. She had on a blue jean jacket, striped black and white top underneath and she put on blue pants with black sneakers. She placed the glasses on her hair and her amber-like eyes pierced through them. Her pale pink lips bit back a smile as her eyes landed on Andrew. "That's who you're going to be babysitting Squad 10," Alex told them but his voice was a bit muffled as he sounded far away to them as the small bossy like girl had all their attention.

Hunnie, The New Queen of Ghabaàr Two Weeks Later 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕 Hubi wakes in the early hours again and I hear Hay Lee storming off her cot by the closet. "Would you like to sleep My Queen?" She stretches and yawns around the corner of the curtain separating the bed and closet area. Her long red kimono hanging off her dainty, boney shoulders, and her jet black hair cascading her entire face.

He was way older. Skye spotted me first. She bounded over with happy barks, her tail wagging wildly. I crouched down and ran my hand through her soft fur, laughing as she licked my cheek, greeting Mummy Good morning. “Morning, Kitten,” Miles said, his deep voice warm and rich. “Slept well?” I straightened up, feeling a flush creep up my neck. How could I tell him I had the best sleep in months because of his words last night?

The chinky white chibi doll and it reminded me of someone. I think it's somehow resembling Yukenzo. He's chinky, white, plain and----oh my God. Why did I even think about that guy all of sudden? Why he's invading my mind again? Gosh, this is something I can't tell. Something I cannot accept. Therefore, all the keychains are cute except that chinky chibi doll! Yukenzo is not cute! Definitely not! He's more boring and unattractive!

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

I'm probably never going to read books again. And she was right. Gojou Satoru is the complete example of what a child from Cream and Chocolate would be. As the credits of the last episode rolls down, I look down my shoulder "Vanilla, I—" She's sleeping, tiny snores leaving her lips with her mouth slightly open while her hair rests around her mouth— And she looks she's nibbling on it. That makes me smile before I poke her nose "Hey" "No" She groans "Don't take away my sandwich"

Perfect. It was working. “EMARA DELL,” I chanted with my teeth bared. “HEALER. PRETENDER. FALSE LUNA. I CLAIM YOUR POWER. I CLAIM...” A tiny voice cut me off. “Hi!” I froze. Standing on the pedestal with her wings glowing, was the smallest, most annoyingly chipper creature I had ever seen. A fucking pixie. Pink wings. Glittering freckles. A floating ball of unhinged cheer.