Donovan Melero of Hail the Sun on the Rock Yourself To Sleep Tour singing with Dance Gavin Dance. Totally underrated band that deserves so much more recognition, one of the best live shows you will ever see.
(y/n) took a seat in front of Levi’s desk. He was standing next to his office’s window looking at the training grounds.
“What do you need to discuss with me, Levi?” Asked Squad Leader (y/n).
“I need your help.” Replied Levi without looking at her.
“Did something happen?” Concern evident in her voice. Levi sighed and turned to take a seat.
“As you already know I have trouble sleeping which means I only sleep an average of two to three hours.” She nodded and he continued. "Do you know how much have I slept this past week?”
“No. But judging by the bags under your eyes and how moody you’ve been lately I imagine you haven’t slept much.”
“That’s right. I’ve only slept 7 hours this past week.” (y/n) took a deep breath. “I can’t do my job and I can’t even think properly. I need your help, (y/n).” He said running a hand through his hair. She leant forward and cupped one of his hands in hers.
“I’ll help you, of course.” She sighed. “Why didn’t you come to me earlier, Levi?”
“I didn’t want to bother you.”
“That’s nonsense. You know I would do anything for you.” She leant back in the chair, closed her eyes and hummed. “We’ll start tonight after dinner. Is that okay with you?” She asked opening her eyes. He nodded. She stood up and walked towards his office door. “Good. See you later.” Before she went out the door she felt a hand holding her wrist. She turned around and saw Levi looking straight into her eyes.
“Thanks.” That’s all he said before letting her go.
“What do I have to do again?” Asked Levi who was lying on his bed while (y/n) was sitting on a chair next to it.
“Breathe in for four seconds, then hold your breath for seven seconds and then slowly breathe out for eight seconds.” He simply stared at her. “Don’t look at me like that, just do it. It’ll help you slow your heartbeat, calm the thoughts in your head and it’ll also help you relax.”
“Tch, whatever. Do I close my eyes?”
“Yes, of course.” He did the exercise four times until he got tired of it.
“This fucking shit isn’t working, I don’t feel any different. And I definitely don’t feel relaxed. The only thing I feel is that I’m running out of air.” (y/n) sighed.
“Okay, let’s try something else.”
“Tense then relax”
“This exercise will help you relax your body. You have to tense or squeeze certain areas of your body, that I will tell you as we begin the exercise, and then you slowly released the tense muscles until your entire body is completely relaxed.”
“Let’s get this shit over with.”
“Yeeaah… Start squeezing the muscles in your face.”
“How the shitty fuck am I supposed to do that?” (y/n) pinched the bridge of her nose, she was starting to get really pissed off.
“Just fucking do it, Levi. We don’t have all night and I want to go to bed too, you know?”
“Tch. No need to yell, brat.” She glared at him which he ignored and proceeded to tense the muscles of his face by contorting his it in different ways for a while till (y/n) spoke again.
“Slowly relax your face.” He did as he was told. “Now, tense your shoulders and your arms.” After that (y/n) told him to do the same with his chest and abs, followed by his back, then his hips and butt and lastly his legs and feet. “How do you feel?”
“I feel like this whole thing is wasting my time. I could be doing paperwork right now, cleaning my office or even taking a shit.”
“Hey, do I have to remind you that you asked for my help?”
“Well, obviously it isn’t working.”
“Go fuck yourself, Levi!” She yelled and an idea came to her mind.
“The fuck did you say, brat?” Levi glared at her.
“That’s it!! Yes, you should go fuck yourself!” She exclaimed excitedly
“What?” He asked confused.
“How long has it been since you last… pleasured yourself?” He looked away from her.
“I…I don’t remember.”
“Well, I’ll leave you to it. Do it!” She ordered him. “It will help you relax for sure and you’ll be able to sleep.”
“You want me to-” She interrupted him.
“Yes I want you to explore yourself tonight, Levi. Come on, it won’t be the first time you do it, right? I assure you it’ll help.”
“Good. Have a good night, then.” She said before speed walking to her room. She was very tired and all she wanted to do was sleep.
“So, how did you sleep last night?” (y/n) asked eagerly. Levi was sitting on the couch in his room while drinking black tea. They both were wearing their sleeping clothes.
“You were right it did help me sleep.” She smiled happily. “However, I only slept for two hours.” He took a sip from the teacup.
“Hm. I see…Well, no more tea passed 12 PM. starting tomorrow!” She said with a serious tone.
“What? You won’t take away my tea, brat.”
“Levi, it contains caffeine and you drink a lot of tea during the day. It might be the cause of your sleeping problems.”
“It’s not. I like my black tea and I will keep on drinking it.” He refused.
“Yes, until 12 PM.”
“Fuck you! You won’t make me, brat.”
“Do you want to finally have a good night’s sleep or not?” She asked sternly and he finally gave in.
“Fine…I won’t drink tea passed 12 PM.”
Technique # 3 “Rocking yourself to sleep”
“Good. Then let’s try other techniques. Go to bed, please.” Levi finished his tea and did as he was told. “Now rock yourself to sleep.” He raised an eyebrow.
“I’m not a baby, brat.”
“Ugh! Just do it, Levi! Close your eyes and slowly rock yourself from side to side.”
“This shit won’t work.” He mumbled before rocking himself for a couple of minutes until he stopped and sighed. “Told you this wasn’t going to work. What else can I do?”
“Let me think…”
Technique # 4 “Breathe through the left nostril”
“Breath through your left nostril.”
“Really? What do I do? Rest a finger on my right nostril?” He asked sardonically.
“Yup. Lie on your left side and place a finger on your right nostril to close it and then breathe slowly.”
“Seriously where do you come up with these shitty techniques?”
“I did my research. Now do it!” She ordered.
“You are so bossy.” She glared at him “Fine I’ll do it…” He lay on his left side and put a finger on his right nostril then he proceeded to slowly and exaggeratedly breathe in and out while looking at her.
“I don’t think that’s how you are supposed to do it, Levi.” She said between giggles. “You should close your eyes.” She laughed. “You are just staring at my while blowing out of your nostril and that’s creepy as hell.” He clicked his tongue. “You don’t normally try to fall asleep with your eyes open, do you? She chuckled.
"I don’t normally try to sleep with a finger on my right nostril, brat.” She laughed again and he slightly smiled.
“Okay, okay. Let’s move on.”
Technique # 5 “Getting a massage”
(y/n) took a little bottle out of her jacket pocket.
“What is that?”
“It’s lavender oil. You, my friend, are getting a massage tonight. Lucky you…”
“I’ve never got one.”
“Take your shirt off and lay on your stomach. I’ll take care of the rest.” He took his shirt off and folded it neatly. Then he placed it on his nightstand. Finally, he lay on his stomach. (y/n) opened the bottle and put some oil on her hands rubbing it between her palms.
“Okay, let’s get started” (y/n) put her hands on his back and he immediately hissed and his muscles tensed. “What?”
“Your hands are cold, brat.”
“Oh, don’t be a crybaby.” She then proceeded to rub his shoulders and neck. His muscles were slowly relaxing.
“It smells good.” He whispered and she hummed. (y/n) continued to rub his shoulder blades and then she rubbed him down to his loin, slowly massaging his whole back in the process. When she finished, she tucked him in.
“How do you feel?” She whispered.
“I’m relaxed, thanks.”
“I’ll stay until you fall asleep, okay?” He hummed in response. She took her slippers off and sat on the left and empty side of his bed, her back was pressed against the headboard. A couple of minutes went by and she was about to fall asleep when Levi spoke.
“I can’t sleep.” (y/n) grunted in response and lay beside him. “What are you doing?” He turned on his side to face her.
“Shut up. It’s really late, I need my beauty sleep and I have run out of ideas and techniques to make you fucking fall asleep.” She said glaring at him and pouting at the same time.
“Tch, fine. I’ll let you sleep here but I’ll use you as a pillow.”
“Be my guest.” She said with her eyes close. Levi rested his head on her chest and hugged her with his right arm. (y/n) placed her right hand on his bare back and started caressing it with her thumb while her left hand was stroking his hair.
“Wake up, brat.” He said in a soft tone.
“Ngh, let me sleep.”
“I can’t. It’s 7.30 AM. We’re going to miss breakfast.”
“Five more…What? 7.30…?” She said opening her eyes. “That means-”
“Yes. That means that you finally made me sleep all night long, brat.” She smiled and stretched lazily on his bed.
“Yaaaay!!” She celebrated while rubbing her eyes.
“Yes, now get up and go brush your teeth. You have a horrible morning breath.” She clicked her tongue.
“Fuck you. Your breath doesn’t exactly smell like roses, you know?”
When (y/n) was about to get up Levi brings her down towards his chest and hugged her.
“What are you doing? Didn’t you want me to brush my teeth?”
“Huh?” She lifted her head and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Thank you for being there for me every time that I needed you and even when I didn’t…You are always there for me. Thanks, (y/n).”
“Levi, I… You don’t have to thank me. That’s what good friends do, right?” She smiled looking at him.
“That’s the problem. I don’t want… to be your friend.” He looked at her straight in the eyes and she did the same. “I…” He leant forward and swiftly pecked her lips.
“Levi.” She whispered. “I-” He interrupted her.
“I’m sorry.” He said looking down. “I shouldn’t ha-” She sweetly pecked his lips interrupting him. When they broke apart she smiled at him, her cheeks were a little pink just like his. “I like you, (y/n).” He kissed her again. This time the kiss was longer and sweeter than before.
“I like you too, Levi.” She pecked him on the nose making him smile a little.
“That means you are sleeping in my room from now on, brat.”
“Gladly.” She smiled and he pecked her lips again.
“Now let’s go eat something. I’m fucking starving.” He pointed to his wardrobe. “You can use my spare uniform. It’ll fit you right, midget.” He ruffled her hair before getting up.
“Hey, I’m not a midget. You are a midget, midget!”
“Whatever you say. I’m still taller than you, brat.” He said walking towards his bathroom.
“Ugh! Fuck you!” She threw a pillow at him and it hit his back. He picked it up and threw it back at her.
“Maybe later, after breakfast.” (y/n) was redder than a tomato.
“Levi!!!” She yelled as he closed the bathroom door.
so I just listened to a song and there was this line “Cause once upon a time you were my everything It’s clear to see that time hasn’t changed a thing” & I thought it would be perfect for Daryl x reader imagine)
“Hey baby, can you
come here a second?” You sat on the sofa in the middle of your apartment as you
waited for your boyfriend Daryl to come in the living room. You had convinced
him to move away from his lousy brother and start a life for himself, and he did.
He walked into the room and sat next to you, wrapping his arm around your
“What’s up?” He asked,
lighting up a smoke.
“What colour curtains
do you want for this place?” You asked, showing him a list of colours from a magazine.
He took a drag of his
cigarette and shrugged his shoulders. “Whatever you want (y/n), they all look
good” he looked at you while you contemplated what colour to get. He smiled
down at you, giving thanks that you had helped him get his act together, and
how he was so lucky to have found a girl like you. **************
You ran as fast as you could towards the prison. It was the
first secure place you had actually found since everything began. Usually you
would hold up in a house for a couple of days before the street would fill with
walkers. You pushed your hair off your face; dirt, grime and blood clung to
your hair and face, making you look like one of the walkers. As you ran through
the grassy entrance you waved your hands in the air at the person you saw in
the watch tower. You prayed that they wouldn’t shoot and thank fully they didn’t.
Instead they ran inside and a few seconds later they brought out a few more
people. You ran up to the first fence and shouted for them to let you in. The
people looked amongst each other before one of the men started walking towards
you. You noticed a man exit the prison block with a crossbow and your mind
immediately went to Daryl. He was always carrying one of those around when he
went hunting with Merle. You pushed the thought away as it broke your heart to
think about him. You were so focused on the man walking towards you that you didn’t
even realise the walkers coming up behind you.
“Shit” you shouted as you rammed your knife into its head.
You looked around at the others that were getting closer. You were about to
take the next one out when it dropped to the floor, a bullet entering its head.
You looked behind you and saw a sniper in the tower.
“Come on!” the man shouted, the gate was now open for you to
come in and you did, running as fast as you could.
Once you got into the main courtyard you were held at
gunpoint by two kids and the man with the crossbow. You immediately lifted your
arms up and the other man who let you in came running over. He too pointed his
gun at you and you raised your arms even higher. You said nothing as you panted
to get your breath back.
“Who are you? How did you get here?” He asked, getting in
“(Y/n)” you said frantically. “I was just passing and I saw
the prison, it looked secure so I came”
You looked the man in the eyes, hoping he would see the
honesty in your eyes.
“Did you say (y/n)?” the man with the crossbow asked. You
looked at him clearly now and he looked so much like Daryl, you rubbed at your
eyes to make sure you weren’t seeing things.
“Yeah, (y/n) (y/l/n)” you said, almost questioning yourself.
He stepped closer to you, lowering his crossbow and staring
into your eyes. You took a step back and he looked hurt.
“Don’t ya recognize me?” he asked.
The way he looked, the way he spoke. It was Daryl. You had
no doubt in your mind. Tears started to rise in your eyes and you moved closer
He nodded his head and pulled you in for a tight hug, you
let your tears spill as you felt the familiar comfort of his arms wrapped
around you. You let all your emotions out and you nearly collapsed in his arms.
You had been on your own surviving for so long, it was good to finally see
someone you knew and loved. You let your guard down and dropped your knife as
you hugged him. *************
You had been with the group for about a month now. You
pulled your weight by helping keep the prison safe and by going out on runs
with Daryl. The first night you were there you slept like a rock, finally
allowing yourself to sleep with both eyes closed instead of keeping one open
just in case. You were fed good food and water, they had a doctor and friendly
people. You were finally home.
You had just got back to your cell from the watch tower, you
had the evening shift and it was now late. You quietly closed the cell door and
placed your weapons on the chair opposite the bed where Daryl slept. You peeled
off your jacket before carefully sliding into the bed with him. He scooted over
and you felt bad for waking him up.
“Sorry, did I wake you?” you whispered.
“Nah, I was waiting for ya” he said, wrapping his arms
around your waist, his body heat instantly warming you up.
He leaned over and kissed you, the kiss was slow and
passionate, both of you taking the time to taste each other and re-explore each
other’s mouths. You pulled away from the kiss and leaned your head back on the
pillow, adoring his gorgeous blue eyes that bore into yours.
“Once upon a time, before all of this” you started. “You
were my everything”
He smiled down at you and squeezed your waist. “It’s clear
to see that time hasn’t changed a thing” You laughed and so did he, both of you
reconnecting your lips and making out like teenagers.
“I love you (y/n). I never got a chance to say it before all
of this” He whispered.
“I love you too” you caressed his cheek with your hand and
gave him one last kiss before falling asleep in his arms. —————————————————————————————————-
What happens after he has left..? Does it get better? Do I find myself?
After he leaves, you hurt. You hurt a lot. You sit there and rock yourself to sleep or lay awake in your bed, thinking and pondering about all the times you shared and all the moments that could have been. Those will eat you up. You wonder why he left and why he didn’t stay, and if there was anything you could do to make him stay. You walk down the streets with things that will remind you of him - scents, restaurants, names of places, and every little thing that can stand for something, will hurt. You listen to your favourite songs and cry to them. After he leaves, you feel broken.
After he has left for some time, you will get back to your routine. You will go out with your friends and enjoy the nights. You will put your heart into something else, maybe someone else to fill the void, or pick up a hobby or do what you are passionate about instead of being scared. You will learn to focus on yourself, to do things for yourself, and take life by its horns. You will listen to the same songs and they won’t take a knife to your heart like it used to, and soon those songs will be just be ones you used to listen to on the radio. You will wake up one morning and realized you fell asleep the night before without thinking too much. The tears will have dried up and you will have learned. You will finally see that this person left for a reason, a very good reason and that was a blessing. After he has left, you will experience a life better without him.
“Kyungsoo, it’s not your fault!” you insisted, slowly pacing
the length of the library in the palace. Moving the phone to the other ear, you
stretched out your back and rubbed your hand over your bump, sighing softly. “The
palace has released the statement. You’re my best friend: we didn’t do anything
I don’t know why you’re writing a suicide letter. I don’t know about your pain. I don’t know the things you’ve been through or if you’re still going through them. I don’t know if it’s abuse by another. I don’t know if it’s verbal. I don’t know if it’s sexual. I don’t know if it’s physical. I don’t know if it’s because you’re bullied. I don’t know if it’s because you’re suffering from a dark dose of depression. I don’t know if your arms are sliced up. I don’t know if you’re beautiful. I don’t know if you’re scared. I don’t know if you’re going to be okay. I don’t know if you’re alive right now or if you choose to let the white noise do the talking for you. I don’t know if you shut the world out by listening to the music way too loud. I don’t know if you’re up by yourself at 6 am rocking yourself to sleep with tears shaped like their hands holding onto you. I don’t know if you’ve taken drugs to forget about the pain, I don’t know if you’ve been through withdrawals because there’s nothing worse than waking up and needing to go back to sleep because those 13 hours didn’t do a fucking thing for your body. I don’t know if you’ve been yelled at. I don’t know if you’re bleeding from your wrists. I don’t know if you’re fucking up your feelings because they chose to walk away after promises of forever. I don’t know if you’re going to choose to stay or if you’re going to choose to smile. I don’t know if you’ve felt love lately. I don’t know if you’ve ever been in love. I don’t know if you’re adopted or if being a stranger in your own family means you might as well be. I don’t know if you’re the loser of the group or if you’ve finally decided that being the bully is enough. I don’t know if you’ve ever injected anything into your veins. I don’t know if you’re ever going to live through this. I don’t know if you’re finally fed up with this life. I don’t know if you’re insignificant. I don’t know if you’re special or if you feel important. I don’t know if you’re a writer or if you’re a musician. I don’t know if you’re a prayer I haven’t answered. I don’t know anything about you… honestly… I don’t know, but I do know one thing…
Smart don’t come out of books, kid. Smart is making the right decision at the right time. Like now. What’s it gonna be, Draco? You gonna spend your life crying and rocking yourself to sleep at night? Or are you gonna dig deep and find out what it takes to reshuffle those cards life dealt you? Your call.
Smart don’t come out of books, kid. Smart is making the right decision at the right time. Like now. What’s it gonna be, Matty? You gonna spend your life crying and rocking yourself to sleep at night? Or are you gonna dig deep and find out what it takes to reshuffle those cards life dealt you?
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