ways i fall asleep

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high school !!!!!

I can’t wait to move into an apartment with my person and decorate it the way we want. I can’t wait to fall asleep by my person in our bed and wake up to her every morning. I can’t wait to cook her dinner and bring her shower beers and warm towels. I can’t wait to stay up all night doing our grad school work together with a pot of coffee between us. I’m so excited to struggle through adulthood with my person, ya know?

Daddy's love.

‘Daddy, why do you always hold my hand?’

‘I thought you liked holding Daddy’s hand? Oh! Do you get embarrassed? Does it make you feel like you aren’t a big girl?’

'No. I quite like feeling not so big. But you always hold it. Aaaaaalways. Why?’

'Well, for a few reasons. I don’t want to lose you.’

I see a duck on the lake and excitedly start my way towards it. My arm is tugged and I realise I’m pulling. I stop.

'See?’ Daddy asks, 'you could easily have fell into the lake or that duck could have eaten you. Then where would we be?’

I giggle and swing our clasped hands playfully.'I’d be in the duck’s belly,’ I laugh.

'Exactly. We don’t want that, do we?’ Daddy smiles down at me.

'Noooo!’ I agree, frowning solemnly.

I forget I even asked a question before he continues. 'Another reason I like to hold your hand is so I can lead you to places I want us to go.’

I shuffle my feet and protest by inhaling. 'That’s like I’m a dog!! AAAAND…what if I know which place I need to go?’

Daddy laughs heartily. 'You’re more of a little monkey! Anyway, it’s my job to make sure you get where I want you to go. If I hold your hand, I can be sure you get there safely, with me.’

'Hmm. Ok, but I can still see you and still hear you.’

'Ahh, but sometimes you don’t look and sometimes you don’t listen’ he raised an eyebrow.

'But you can always see and hear me!’ I exclaim.

'Haha! Oh you aren’t wrong! But it’s different to feel you, and hold you. Don’t you think?’

'Ummm..’

Daddy went on, 'when I tuck you in, it isn’t enough to see me or hear me is it? Eventually you close your eyes and you start to fall asleep. I stroke your hair. That way, you can be doubly sure I’m still there can’t you? It makes you feel safe to know I’m definitely with you just that little bit extra, doesn’t it?’

'Yes! I’d be sad if you didn’t stroke my hair when I fall asleep.’

'Exactly! That is how Daddy feels. He feels that little bit safer knowing he has you. And that you’re absolutely, definitely, undoubtedly with me all the time.’

'Ohhhhhh! I understand now!’

'But the biggest reason…’ He pulls me in.

I nod, eager to listen.

“is that you are mine. When I hold your hand, you are mine. Everyone knows not to hurt you. I can keep you safe when you are close. I can know so much about you when I hold you because your hands talk too.’

I laugh, 'my hands don’t talk silly Daddy!’

'Oh yes they do. They tell me when you are scared, excited, too hot or too cold. They even tell me when you need to pee. Although you usually do a funny dance too.’

'Shhhh’, I look around to make sure no one heard and pout up at him.

'Your hands are just as important and as lovely as your eyes, your voice. Why should I leave your hands out?’

I wonder.

'I love to look in your eyes, so I look. I love to hear your voice, so I listen.’

He stops.

'I love to hold your hand, and that’s why I always hold it.’

I fell in love with you. Not for the looks you had or the body that you revealed to me. I fell in love with the eyes that stared at me when I would be doing small things like brushing my teeth. I fell in love with the smile you gave me when we woke up together. I fell in love with your touch when you would grab my hand unexpectedly and hold it. I fell in love with the way your hair fell in front of your face as you ask me to fix it. I fell in love with your quirky looks and dance moves. I fell in love with you. Your heart. Your soul. I fell in love with you like the way you fall asleep. Slowly, then, all at once.

This Is War [5]
Request: jealous!bucky where he tries to outdo the guy in everything and its just ridiculous and funny (Again, wasn’t sure if this was an ACTUAL request, but I thought it would be fun as one :p)


Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1154

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, some language

A/N: I feel like this part is also a little boring, but I gotta move stuff along somehow! Hopefully y’all enjoy it! Thank you for reading!! Feedback is always appreciated :)

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Impala Confessions

Pairing: Sam x Reader 

Characters: Sam, Reader, Dean 

Warnings: fluff, light swearing 

Word count: 881

Summary: The reader falls asleep while driving in the Impala with the Winchesters, and confessions are made.

Tag List: @amanda-teaches @myplaceofthingsilove @evyiione @mogaruke @aliensdeservebetter @spnfanficpond

Originally posted by jaredsnuggles

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k so i have approx 4 hours until this coffee wears off & i can go to sleep. that sounds like just enough time to fall in love, internally wrestle with some existential conflict regarding that love, break my own heart, and fall out of love again. who is keen?

wopydopy  asked:

44. what do you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night? (By the way luve ur art senpai owo)

“Hmm…
How do I fall asleep?
I have my eyes closed but I’m still awake, thinking.
Heheh. I can hear my breathing.
Oh no, I know I’m breathing now…oh no oh nononononono
How I’m going to forget I’m aware of my breathing!? IM GONNA DIE NO
BUT I DON’T WANT TO FORGET, THAT’S LIKE, MAN, FORGET SOMETHING YOU’RE DOING ALL THE TIME IS NOT FAIR…
…OH NO I’M BLINKING, TOO
BLINKING WITH MY EYES CLOSED ,HOW!?
I think I’m hungry now, but my bed is warm hhhhhh…
Ok, calm down, I’m just gonna turn around…ahh, much better, so comfy.
Oh ye so I was thinking about how the heck I’m gonna fall aslee-”

And then I can’t remember nothing else,
I wake up and there’s a new morning.

That’s what I always think when I can’t sleep.

For every lie that you’ve ever whispered, every girl you’ve  kissed that wasn’t me, every phone call you’ve declined and every drink that ever passed your lips, I loved you. In your darkest hours, in spite of your ugliest thoughts, and regardless of every night I lay in bed shattered to my spine, I loved you. I loved you in ways that you didn’t deserve, and I spent too many months falling asleep to the sound of my heart breaking. I hope some day you realise that I was the love of your life, and that you hate yourself for not loving me enough even more than i hate myself for loving you too much
—  too late ~ blue-delusion