#sleeplist

[saulgoodmanswife]

Just fell asleep to my own midnight blues list and god people just don’t get how good Jazz/Blues are unappreciated genre of music

I’ll leave the playlist here

Just incase anyone is having problems sleeping thank me later

[wantmoregame]

Things to collect before going to sleep | Sleeplist Gameplay | Horror

[nostalgiabones]

One Night // C.H

35. “One night, just one, I pray we can sleep on our own.”

This was a request from this prompt list! I’m still doing them so if you have anything you’d like to see, send me a band member and number(s)💗

Soft breathing was the only sound that could be heard throughout the room.

A small foot dug into Calum’s thigh as his toddler rearranged against him. Mara had finally settled down, though still a little restless; hands clinging to his shoulder in an attempt to keep him there. Calum had forgotten what a full night’s sleep felt like. A sleep that wasn’t interrupted by tears that apparently only he could soothe.

“Are you asleep?” You whispered softly, desperately trying not to wake Mara up again. It was the third time she had woken up that night. Both times, Calum had gotten up and rocked her back to sleep, in an attempt to get her to stay in her own bed. It hadn’t worked, and Calum knew she wouldn’t sleep unless she was cuddled in between the two people who made her feel safe.

“Not yet,” Calum replied, keeping a hand rubbing Mara’s back so she knew he was there. He wasn’t asleep, although tiredness burned the back of his eyes as he stared at the ceiling. “Do you think we’ll ever get our bed back?”

“One night,” You started, laughing softly as you spoke but Calum knew you meant the words, as he agreed. If it wasn’t Mara sleeping between you, it was Duke. “Just one, I pray we can sleep on our own.”

“Maybe in a few years.” He chuckled, shifting to lay lower in the bed, pulling Mara closer to him. She yawned in her sleep, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder before settling once more. “It’s hard to stay mad at her though.”

Even though he was tired, exhausted even - the love he felt for the small girl in his arms would always overpower it. It over powered every other feeling he could imagine. Sure, he complained about his lack of sleep, but he secretly loved being the only one she wanted to comfort her in the middle of the night.

“I know,” You smiled, rolling over to look at the two of them. These nights wouldn’t last forever. Mara wouldn’t be a toddler forever, so you tried to treasure the times where she wanted to sleep with you both. As much as you wanted your own bed back, one more night wouldn’t hurt. “She’s too sweet. Now you know why I can never stay mad at you, either.”

Mara was a carbon copy of her father; same dark curls, same squishy cheeks; same deep brown eyes that you couldn’t say no to. Even watching her sleep was just like looking at Calum.

“How long do you reckon we’ve got until she wakes up again?” Calum asked, pushing her back curls away from her face gently.

“My guess is about two hours.” You replied, seeing it had already hit 3:30am. You reached over to kiss Calum, before dropping a kiss to Mara’s forehead too.

“Better make the most of it then.” He pulled the duvet up around the three of you, patting Duke’s head and kissing Mara’s cheek in the process. “Goodnight, loves.”

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Masterlist

[dansenaanzee]

Music on World off

[biggaypeach]

Aaa my sleep playlist, these are chill

[sebbysenpais]

#movingmountains #easternleaves #sleeplist ☝☝#homerhands

[nostalgiabones]

Rest // L.H

10.“You look so much softer, so much calmer, I wish you could see yourself as you sleep.”

This was a request from this list! I’m still taking requests so if there’s something you want to see, send me a band member and number(s)♥️

Everything felt like a lot.

Or that’s how it had seemed for the past few weeks; work, deadlines and pressure from family building up on top of the stress you were already feeling. It was overwhelming, trying to balance everything, and keep your head above water. Luke had noticed. He so badly wanted to help, wanted to take your troubles away and deal with them himself. He couldn’t though, and he hated seeing the effect it was having. 

“Are you gonna come to bed?” Luke murmured, wrapping his arms around your shoulders from behind, where you were sat at your desk. It wasn’t rare for Luke to find you working into the early hours. He hated sleeping alone. It wasn’t the same as having you next to him, and every minute that you weren’t there, he worried about your lack of sleep. 

“Soon,” You replied, smiling softly up at him and stretching your arms out. Sitting at a desk in the same spot was not helping your posture, and you tried to change to a more comfortable position.”I just need to finish these papers.”

“Don’t be too long,” He took your face in his hands, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles over the bags under your eyes. He knew you’d had nowhere near as much asleep as you should’ve; he just didn’t want you to burn out. His touch was a welcome gesture as you relaxed into his hands, trying not to admit to yourself just how tired you were. “I want you to get some sleep.” 

With a soft kiss to your lips, he slipped out of the small office room and headed to bed. He never slept until you joined him; not properly, anyway. He would cuddle up with Petunia until you were there too. He knew a few hours had gone past by the time you climbed under the covers, instantly moving close to him to steal his warmth. He murmured a sleepy “good night,” before pulling you close and falling asleep again. 

It seemed as though there weren’t enough hours in the night when your alarm went off several hours later. Luke woke up first, sitting up and carefully reaching over you to grab your phone, quickly shutting the alarm off.

He knew he should wake you up, that you had things to do and sleeping in later would only delay that. Something in him stopped him, though. He sighed heavily, gently wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you against him. The urge to just watch you sleep for a moment was too great, and he couldn’t resist. You looked peaceful, all evidence of stress that he worried about during the day gone, as you rested.

When your alarm went off for a second time, he ran his finger up and down your cheek, rousing you from sleep gently. Your eyes fluttered open to look up at him, yawning before resting your head on his shoulder.

“Two questions,” You murmured, snuggling back down into the warmth of the sheets and the duvet as you woke up. “One, how is it morning already? And two, why were you watching me sleep?”

“That’s what happens when you go to bed in the middle of the night, babe.” He retaliated. “And in answer to your second question, I like watching you sleep. In the least creepy way possible.” 

“Why?” 

“You look so much softer, so much calmer,” He smiled to himself as he rested his head on yours. The image of you sleeping contently next to him was one he wanted to commit to memory; it was one of his favourite sights. It calmed him down. It helped him to sleep when he was away on tour, in an unfamiliar hotel bed or in his bunk. “I wish you could see yourself as you sleep.”

“I can’t decide if that’s really cute or really weird.” You rolled over and threw your arm around his waist, pressing a kiss to his scruffy jaw.

“It was meant to be cute.” He pouted, lips practically crying out for you to kiss him. You obliged, chuckling before kissing him briefly. “Seriously though babe, i’ve been worried about you. You need to get more sleep.”

“I know,” You didn’t want to have a serious conversation so early in the morning, but the concern in Luke’s face meant you couldn’t avoid it. He was just looking out for you. You knew you wouldn’t get away with wearing yourself down; Luke wouldn’t let it happen. “I’m trying to stay on top of everything. There’s just a lot going on at the moment.” 

“I wish I could help.” It made your heart melt at how genuinely sad he seemed. It made you want to take better care of yourself, even if it was for him. “I know I can’t help with work, but if you ever need me to nap with you - maybe I could help with that.”

“That’s okay Lu, I have Petunia for that.” You stuck your tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes, slapping your arm playfully. “You can start out by making me breakfast though, if you want.”

“You’re lucky I love you.”

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Masterlist 

[nostalgiabones]

Waking Up // A.I

9. “When you sleep, you snore.”

This is a request from this prompt list! I’m still taking requests so send me a band member and number(s) and any other details you’d like to add💘

Something felt different when Ashton woke up.

He had woken up next to you many times before, whether it had been in your bed or his, or on the sofa, or the tour bus. Yet it had never felt like this. Sleeping in a bed that belonged to both of you, felt different, yet so familiar at the same time.

You felt it too.

The first morning in a new place was bound to feel strange, but anywhere with Ashton always felt like home. He felt like home. In a house where the two of you had picked everything out, together. Boxes were still scattered around every room, full of memories from previous homes ready to be unpacked. It was a new chapter.

It had been a long time coming - waiting to find a place that the two of you could call home, together. It had been house viewing after house viewing, followed by staying up into the early hours discussing options and deciding which one was the perfect choice. There was one you kept going back to, one that just felt right. You both knew it was the one.

“Good morning.” Ashton murmured into your ear, gently rousing you from sleep. You rolled over and curled into his bare chest, his arm landing around your shoulders. He was warm, cheeks flushed from sleep, black curls messy against the pillow. “Did you sleep good?”

You nodded against his chest, opening your eyes to meet his. Light flooded in from the crack in the curtains, causing Ashton to glow in the early morning sun. He pressed a sweet kiss to your lips, waiting for you to wake up properly before he started annoying you.

“Morning, Ash.” You yawned, smiling against his warm skin. You felt content and well rested; hoping it was a sign of things to come. “I slept like a baby. Did you?”

“I didn’t know babies snored.” He smirked, dropping a few short kisses to your cheeks and forehead, before you sat up to look at him. Merely the mention of babies made his heart race a little. He wasn’t rushing into anything, but moving in together felt like one step closer to having the family he had always dreamed of.

“What do you mean?” You narrowed your eyes at him, resisting his arms pulling you back against him.

“Well, babe,” He started, chuckling at the confused expression on your face. Sometimes he felt as though he never wanted to look away from you. He seemed to fall in love with you the more he looked at you, observing each and every facial expression you made, every smile making him equally as happy.. “When you sleep, you snore.”

You gasped at him, hitting at his chest lightly and playfully to push him away. “I do not snore!”

“Mmm, it must’ve been a ghost then.” He raised his eyebrow at you, his smile matching yours as he managed to pull you back on top of him. “It’s okay, baby. I can live with it.”

“Good job,” You murmured against his arm, where your fingertips lightly traced the star tattoo on his bicep. It was therapeutic to you; soothing to him. I reminded you of the night you had spent together early in your relationship, where had had explained each of his tattoos to you in great depth. “I think you’re stuck with me now.”

“Nowhere else I’d rather be than with you.”

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