#late night walks

[cemeteryeyesofficial]

Midnight, The Moon & You

[marchsstuff]

Call me an old soul but all I want is peace in nature, nights, moon, sunsets, books, flowers, the smell of rain and people who feel like a hug🍃🌧️🌙

[mojaxoxo]

[stef67ania]

Looked kinda aesthetic

[clouded-dreams2]

Late Night Walks | Arthur Harrow x Gn!Reader

a/n: It’s a bit short, but I hope everyone likes it.

Warings: A description of anxiety and stress, Reader being zoned out, A Kiss, Other than that fluff

Pairing: Arthur Harrow x Gn!Reader

Your day had been filled with chaos; the unknown caused you to worry. It was all too much, the issues that plagued the idea of more stress caused you to visualize yourself screaming in a dark meadow. You wanted to cry, scream, do something. You had a really hard day and tried to avoid Arthur in an attempt to not take it out on him. He was the last person you wanted to go off at. Stressed caused anger then anger caused regrets. So, you were in your house sitting on the couch zoned out with the TV on, some show causing the background noise your brain needed to keep you from breaking. You hated showing weakness even to yourself, but it was human. Weakness was what showed you were human, in essence it's a need. A human need you wanted to take and drop off the tallest pyramid, you could be the invincible one, right? The next thing you knew Arthur was sitting next to you. His hand in yours, brushing his thumb over the top of your hand. He noticed the shift in your behavior when you looked at him. 

“Hello.” You looked at him trying to ground yourself to the moment. He was helping, but also helping your emotions work their way through the barrier you created. You found yourself cuddling closer into his side. He knew something was off by the way you held onto his side. 

“Hello, Darling.” Arthur looked at you, he let himself think. He let you do what you needed. You placed your forehead to his shoulder letting 

“How are you?” He asked, treading carefully to not have you breakdown. Not that he couldn’t handle it. He had a way of handling you, your anxiety. He always offered what you needed in that moment, which also came with a way of being able to find a way to avoid a full breakdown. He never saw anything wrong with you, the scales had judged you and you were balanced. He had fallen in love with you over the little things you did. He was always by your side when you needed him most. You had let out a soft chuckle, thinking his question was as funny as it sounded. The way you held yourself into him showed you just needed him. 

“Do you want to go for a walk?” His tone was soft as he brought his hand to the side of your face. His blue eyes scan over the features of your face from the curve of your nose to the shape of your lips. 

“It’s dark out.” You finally spoke up watching his blue eyes. They always seemed to calm you down. 

“That’s fine.” He said as you got up, putting on a pair of slip-on shoes. He followed you out walking by your side. Hand gripping his cane as he took each step forward. It had rained not too long ago and the ground was still a little wet, making it hard for the grip on the bottom of the cane to provide the needed stability. You had been by his side. It had been you, him and the night sky. He went over to the outdoor garden area, and started to examine the vegetables and plants that were growing. You came to join him standing behind him as he gave you a tomato. You held onto it, keeping it in your hand until he either asked for it back or you went back home.   

“How’d you find me?” You asked, striking up conversation.

“You weren’t at dinner. You rarely miss community meals.” His unoccupied hand found yours. You kept walking for a couple more blocks before Arthur had taken the lead and you followed him.

“I have a certain path I like to follow when I get nervous or upset.” He admitted he wasn’t invincible. The man who casts judgment to those who wanted to join the community, the man who is looked to as the leader. The same man many people hardly see have a hard day. You knew he took walks but you never knew why, you were there when he asked you to be. You didn’t need his reasoning, you just allowed it.  

“You get nervous?” 

“I’m not invincible.” There was another break of silence. He started talking about the community and how it had one of the highest crime rates, before Arthur came along with his purpose, with the purpose to serve Ammit. He looked dashing, rambling on with a smile on his face. You stopped under a dim street light, and waited for him to notice. Which wasn’t very long. You put your hand on his cheek and kissed him. You loved him, and you knew he loved you too. He smiled even wider when he and you noticed that you had finally come back down to Earth.

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Texture of Wood>>>

[symphonyyofsounds]

Music is my therapy

Hey to my fellow readers, welcome to embracing the joy and beauty of music. My name is Marwa and the point of my blog is simply to express my love and appreciation for music as well as how it makes me feel in general. I love discovering different music styles as well as different artists from the newest generation to oldest. To me, discovering a new song and absolutely enjoying it is so similar to a miracle, since I’ve noticed throughout my journey that only a very specific type of music attracts my attention. Not all people will think the same, but in my opinion, I believe that the best genres are hip hop and rap. For some reason, these genres tend to speak to me more than others. The main thing you need to know about me is that I bring my headphones everywhere I go no matter what. They’re almost a part of my body at this point. I love to be constantly doing my own thing while listening to music, even when with others. I truly believe that the majority of the time when I have the choice to be alone or with others, I choose to be alone since I’m aware that I’d be able to listen to music through headphones with no distractions. I love the feeling music gives me. No matter how I’m feeling, there's always a song I could play to either relate to or to make me forget what I’m currently feeling, and the mood would instantly change. The way I see it, It’s free therapy and perfect since I feel that I don’t need to talk about the problems I’m going through all the time but just to relax and relate. It makes me sense that I’m not alone nor am not the only one going through whatever it is that there is going on. Music has the power to evoke strong emotions and create a profound connection within me. Music whispers to my soul, enabling me to communicate my deepest sentiments when words falter.

[yeesiine]

Late night walks ... hit different when you go by yourself

[sttinkky]

I try to hold onto memories like this.

[cemeteryeyesofficial]

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[jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers

Sorry for replying so late I was so busy.

1.My family + friends(irl and on here-yup y'all make me happy)

2.Travelling- literally anywhere, it could be going to the grocery store or a road trip, i just love to travel

3.Summer holiday- cos i get to reunite with my family whom i love so much

4.Reading- i love reading a good book/fanfic and just entering a whole new world(Aladdin reference lol)I value reading and writing too- yeah writing make me happy.

5.Others being happy- that rlly rlly makes me happy like the person could be a complete stranger but if i see them with a smile on their face then that will make me happy

[taintedglass]

"I still think about the night when I wanted to walk down to the sea and the 1am call that almost never happened. The details are still visceral in my mind like a part of me remains there, buried."

[holsworld1]

late night walks🤞

[thetremblingroofbeam]

[aangelbones]

how i see myself trend

a celebrity, a place, a food,

a thing, an animal, a hobby,

a style, a song, a character