girls asleep

Daddy Issues
  • Baby Girl: *pokes sleeping Daddy*
  • Baby Girl: *waits a couple seconds* Daddy *pokes again*
  • Baby Girl: *gets impatient* Daddyyyy *wiggles shoulder*
  • Baby Girl: *waits and then bounces on bed* Daaaadddyyyyy
  • Daddy: *rolls over onto back, still asleep*
  • Baby Girl: *hops and pushes on Daddys chest with both hands*
  • Daddy: What? *wakes up and sits up* What happened?
  • Baby Girl: *lays down and rolls under blanket*
  • Daddy: Baby?
  • Baby Girl: *acting innocent* Oh, good morning Daddy. I didn't know you were awake!
  • Daddy: uh huh...
  • Baby Girl: Since you are awake though... *buries head under Daddys arm* you should pet me and attention me...
  • Daddy: *smiles and sighs* You are lucky you are cute, you know that? *pets and kisses forehead*
  • Baby Girl: yessssss
Affirming Black Books That Will Elevate Your Children’s Minds

“Black representation matters when it pertains to the literature that our Black children are exposed to. 

Here are 7 Black children’s books that elevate our children.

In “Africa Dream” a little African-American girl falls asleep and dreams of ancient Africa. The book teaches children the importance of Sankofa. Sankofa is a symbol from the  Asante people of West Africa that represents reflecting on the past to build a successful future.

This book uses the metaphor of a blackbird to illustrate the beauty that Black people possess even in the midst of envy and jealousy expressed by those who do not look like them.

This story was adapted from the fairy tale “The Twelve Dancing Princesses.” Rev. Knight’s twelve sons stay up all night dancing while their father is unaware of their actions. On a deeper level, this story speaks to parent-child communication.

The author uses her childhood story to tell an empowering narrative explaining how important Black people were and still are in America.

“My Man Blue” is a compilation of poems that tell the story of Damon’s need for a positive Black male role model in his life. With Blue’s mentorship, Damon believes that he can accomplish almost anything.

This story shows the joy and sleepless nights of parenting through the endearing expressions of a toddler not prepared to go to bed. 

This book celebrates the variety of Black children by comparing their skin, eyes, and hair to positive everyday images as a simple celebration of Black children’s identity.


I am glad to see so many wonderful books for Black children, that could help them to become kind, smart, and worthy persons! Because our kids raise in the “all-white world of children’s literature.” And this problem is real. We need to know much more about our history, our culture, our people…

We are forced to read about the history of Caucasians but not encouraged to seek out our own.


Daddy Issues
  • Baby Girl: *tossing and turning*
  • Daddy: *wakes up to see Baby Girl having a bad dream*
  • Baby Girl: *whimpers and twitches*
  • Daddy: *frowns and gets out of bed, walks out of room*
  • Baby Girl: *still tossing and turning*
  • Daddy: *comes back with a fuzzy blanket*
  • Daddy: *wraps up Baby Girl in fuzzy blanket*
  • Daddy: *carries Baby Girl into living room*
  • Baby Girl: *wakes up a little* Daddy...
  • Daddy: Yes love? *sets on couch and snuggles up next to Baby Girl*
  • Baby Girl: I had a bad dream...
  • Daddy: I know, love *puts on favorite movie*
  • Baby Girl: I'm scared...
  • Daddy: I know, princess *holds closer and plays movie*
  • Baby Girl: *starts to fall asleep watching movie*
  • Daddy: Don't worry little one, I'm right here
I’m the girl you would barely look at on the street. The one whose eyes are always fixated on the book that she always carry inside her bag. The girl whose face is too common. The girl who prefers to have a pot of flowers instead of a dozen wrapped in fancy paper. The girl who would rather spend Friday nights curled up in your arms watching movies and eating pizza rather than partying with strangers far away from home. I’m that girl who wouldn’t make you wait for three hours on our first date but the girl who would always try her best to meet you halfway. I’m the girl who would share secrets with you under a starry sky or as we take a stroll by the beach. The girl who wouldn’t let you hold things but would hold your hand instead. The girl who would write you poems and letters because she’s too shy to say it out loud. The girl who would sing you songs while running her fingers through your hair until you fall asleep. The girl who will love you the way you deserved to be loved. I’m that girl who doesn’t have anything to brag about, I only have the courage to love every bit of your flaws and weakness, to hold you at your weakest and be with you, until forever itself tires.

Taylor Swift Valentines–great to send to family, friends, and that special someone ;)

I’m the girl
half asleep in the grass
watching you play guitar.
I’m the girl thinking
this is all just a dream
because how could any mortal boy
be so beautiful
I swear
there’s this halo
glowing around the perimeter of your body
you are holy
you are holy
you are holy
I am drunk.
Everybody thinks I am
too drunk
but I want to say
you’ve got it all wrong
I’m too drunk
but not on rum just on love
I’m too drunk
and I could fall asleep right here,
could stay here forever
just watching you
Because there is so much to see
in your eyes
I’m in heaven now
and I never
to leave.
God Fuck

Anonymous said:

Smut where Ashton finds you touching yourself and he gets mad. Daddy kink pls. Make it fairly long. Thx 

I gotchu and don’t mind the title, its a thing w me and Maddi


Ashton’s POV:

“Mmm,” I hear, dropping my bag.  I check my watch and it’s about nine thirty. My little girl is usually asleep by eight thirty. “Daddy!” I hear her moan. I’m a little confused as to why I hear the moans coming from my office and not upstairs where her room is.

“Mmh, Daddy,” I hear. I finally reach my office door. “Daddy, please,” she squeaks. I walk in and see my little girl sat in the big brown chair behind my desk. Her knees were pushed up as she held a vibrator in her panties against her pussy.

“Please, Daddy,” she moans again, her head thrown back as she pushes the toy against her pussy, applying more pressure. “Please what, baby?” I ask. I could have just watched her get off, but joining in would be much more fun. Y/N gasps, the vibrator falling to the floor as her eyes dart up to me.

“Daddy-” “It seems like I have a naughty little girl.” I cut her off. She knew very well she wasn’t allowed in my office when I wasn’t there, she especially wasn’t allowed to go in there to get her toy.

She was supposed to be punished for a week. No vibrator or touching herself was her punishment for teasing me at a pool party we had attended Friday.

It’s now Wednesday and it looks like she couldn’t resist. This is the second time this week she’s been caught playing with herself. “You’ve been a horny little girl this week, haven’t you?” I say as and walk closer to her.

“Here, you dropped your toy, princess.” I bend down to pick up the vibrator. “Put it back baby.” She gives me a questioning look. “Go ahead baby, it feels good for your little pussy?” I ask and she nods in response.

“Then go ahead.” I say softly. She reluctantly pushes the vibrator back into her underwear. I begin to pepper kisses all over her thighs, as I did I moved her hand from the handle of the vibrator replacing it with mine.

“Daddy doesn’t like bad girls.” I mumble as I pushed the vibrator against her pussy. “ ’M sorry, Daddy.” Y/N more so moans. “You’re sorry?” I remove the vibrator to where it’s not against her but still in her little underwear.

She nods.

“But honey, this is the second time in a matter of three days.” I push it back. “You’re a very, very bad girl and I know exactly what I’m going to do to you.” I spoke, rubbing her thigh as I watched her face scrunch up with pleasure from the vibrator being against her for so long.

“Daddy,” she moans quietly. “Mmh, you love that, don’t you? Daddy putting a vibrator against that lil’ cunt? Against your cute little clit, baby? That’s what you like?” “Mhmm,” she moans, her body starting to squirm.

“Like that princess? Hm?” I put the vibrator against her for a second, only to move it away the next. “Yeah, baby? Are you a good girl, hm?” “Yes,” she moans. “Don’t lie to me.” I say sternly, pulling the vibrator out of Y/N’s underwear.

“Take these off.” I pull at the top of her underwear.  “On the desk, now.” She sits on his desk, her legs crossed. “Baby,” I move my lips to her ear. “I haven’t got time for you to act like I’m not going to play with your cunt until you cry. Now uncross these legs so Daddy can punish his dirty little girl.”

She lets out a small sigh, opening her legs and scooting a little further on the cold desk. “Daddy, it’s cold.” She says quietly. “Ohh, really?” I pout in mocking her sadness as I bring my thumb to her clit to rub small circles.

“I was going to sit in my chair,” i say as I reach for the vibrator again, holding it against her clit. “Daddy,” she squeaks as her whole body jerks. “I don’t wanna hear anything out of that mouth.”

“Like I was saying.” I say, watching her pussy casually as I spoke. Watching the way she kept clenching, watching how swollen her little pussy got, how wet she was. “Fuck, you’re drenched. Too bad you won’t be able to cum.” I say sadly.

Barely paying attention to what I’m saying as I was so absorbed in watching the way her pussy moved under the vibrator. “But I have the real prize right here.” I applied more pressure. “Daddy!” She screams.

In one swift movement I removed the vibrator and slaped her pussy, hard. The slap was heard and so was her little squeak before her legs tried to close. “What did I say about that mouth?” “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she moans, only to receive another slap. She whines as she closes her legs, I let her.

“What’s wrong, baby?” “Daddy, please,” she whines as he opened her legs back up. “Please, what?” I ask as I unbuckled my belt, letting it fall to the floor as I pulled my pants and underwear down.

“Let me cum. Please Daddy, it hurts.” “Shhhh,” I hold her legs open as I rub my cock against her pussy. “F-” she stops herself from swearing. “Daddy! Daddy, please! No! Daddy, I can’t, please let me cum.” She says, knowing she wouldn’t be able to handle being fucked without cumming. She moans after, not being able to hold it in.

“Dadddyy,” she moans in pleasure, tears pricking at her eyes. “Mmh, you like Daddy’s cock, baby? Hm? You like when I rub your pussy with it?” “Mhmmm,” she moans, her hips thrashing around as her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, tears falling from her eyes. Tears of pleasure. Too much pleasure.

“I want you to bend over now princess.” She does as she’s told, turning around and bending over the desk. “Why aren’t your legs open?” I ask and in less than a second her legs are spread as far as they could go. “Good girl.” I kiss her head.

I thrust into her, not giving any sort of warning. “You thought you wouldn’t be caught? Moaning so loud while in Daddy’s office,” I spank her ass. “You’re such a bad girl.” I spread her ass cheeks as I slowed my fast thrusts, “Y/N, honey, I want to hear you say it. What are you, hm?”

“A-a bad girl.” She cries. “Daddy,” she nearly whispers. “I’m going to cum.” I slap her ass, “I said no.” “Mh,” she cries. “Please, Daddy.” Finally I pull out. “Honey, I know you love being teased.” She shakes her head no.

“But you’re pussy is dripping. All over Daddy’s floor, too.” She grips the desk, trying to rub her legs together to make some sort of friction. Only resulting in another slap to her ass. “Stop that!”

“Now, you’re going to stop being a bad girl. Do you understand?” “Y-yes.” Another spank. “Daddy! Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.” She moans. “You’re such a difficult little girl. You could have just been good, and waited for Daddy. Surely I would of helped you.”

“I know.” She says sadly. “Why’d you do it?” I peck the bottom of her ass, close to her pussy. “Hm?” “I-I just, I couldn’t wait.” “Oh, so you were being greedy.”
“I’m sorry,” she says and he can hear the tears in her voice.

“Don’t cry, princess. I know it feels funny, but this is what bad girls get.” I say, bending over her and wiping her tears. “Are you ready?” I ask softly. She reluctantly nods. I slowly enter her again, this time making sure he gets off. My thrusts were slow, and my grip was tight.  “You’re so tight, princess. Fuck,” I moan.

“So wet too. Fuck, Daddy’s cock slips right in.” I thrust for a while more. “Daddy,” Y/N moans quietly.  “Fuck,” I squeeze her ass as I cum inside of her, riding out my orgasm.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan as I pull out slowly, watching my cum leak from her pussy. “Good girl.” I breath.  “Turn around for me, let me see that precious face.”
She turns around, still sitting on the desk.

“Why were you crying?” I ask softly, kissing her temple. “Because my pussy hurts Daddy, I need to cum.” “I know you need to, princess, but you can’t.” I says sympathetically, my hand holding her jaw softly. “You know what being a bad girl gets you.” I rub her cheek with my thumb.

“I know.” Y/N looks down sadly. “C'mon baby, let’s go sleep now, yeah?” She nods her head. “Wait, my panties, Daddy.” She says as I pick her up and begins walking out of the room.

“You are going to have a shower, those ones are all messed up.” I say, picking her up. “Alright Daddy.” She says. “Let’s wash you up.” I says as my soapy hand comes in contact with her hip, making her jerk away.

I furrow my brows in confusion. “I don’t think you should touch me, Daddy.” She says. “I’m very sensitive right now.” “Oh baby girl, are you sure you don’t want Daddy to wash you?”

She nods. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I love you.” She kisses my cheek. “I love you too, princess. I’ll wait for you in the room.” When Y/N was finished she went into the room, and I helped her change into her pajamas. “Go to sleep, baby.” I kiss her lips before we cuddle.

“Daddy,” she asks after a while. “Yes?” “Am I really a bad girl?” “No, sweetie. You’re a good girl, you just misbehave sometimes.” “Can I be your good little girl again?” She turns around to face me. “Of course you can, baby. You’ll always be my good little girl.” I kiss her sweet lips once more before we both drift off into a deep sleep.