fall in sleep with you

Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey’s end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon
Why do the white gulls call
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

nostalgic throwback to last summer where I spend some time with my elven sister and was walking along the beach in my Arwen dress.

The sea always makes me sad and happy at the same time. quite a strange elvish notion I know, especially since I come from a valley next to the mountains… still can’t ignore the calling of the sea…

Photography: @darlingelves

Arwen: me

Prompt: “You’ll drink yourself to death!”

Author: Aya-Fay

Fandom: Gotham

Pairing: Sid x reader

By @bitweird1

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Originally posted by bitweird1

“You’ll drink yourself to death!” Was all your friends were saying to you. Ever since Sid died due to his own stupidity, you were not yourself.

Booze was all you were dreaming of. Because every time you were not drinking, you saw his face. Sid and you made a good team before everything started falling apart. And now you could only sleep or simply live through every single day under the influence of alcohol on your unstable mind.

Ever since he had meet Fish, you were thrown to the side, as if you were nothing. And when he had been said to come and cover her up, he agreed to this suicide mission even though he knew it was one.

You told him to not come. You begged and lied and cheated with locks trying to stop him from going, but all of your actions were in vain. He left you and you worst nightmare came true. You were left alone and broken.

You had no one but him before and you didn’t have him now.

And you had to live with this.

Because you had to be strong or you would end up just like him.

And if booze was everything you needed to help you holding on – than okay, so be it.

In the end there was no one to stop you now.

August’s eyes jerked open at the sound of someone’s voice, a quick glance around the area told him he fell asleep on the shore of the lake. It had been a little after twelve o’clock when he came here and he most likely spent the entire day baking in the sun. Grimacing, August sat up and turned his attention the person standing next to him, “Can I help you?” He yawned, attempting to push himself up before falling back onto his ass. “You interrupted my beauty sleep, and I need a lot of that, y’know.”

10 songs & 10 mutuals

Rules: Put your playlist on shuffle, write down the first 10 songs and tag 10 mutuals.

I was tagged by one of my favs @seventeen-sinbin

1.  Fighter- MonstaX

2. Veni Vidi Vici- Zico

3. No F.U.N.- Seventeen

4. That Green Gentleman- Panic At The Disco

5. Lost- BTS

6. What a Catch, Donnie- Fall Out Boy

7. Ode To Sleep- Twenty One Pilots

8. You’ll Be Back- Hamilton (Jonathan Groff sings it if ur wondering)

9. Message Man- Twenty One Pilots

10. New Americana- Halsey

I taaag:

@pinkyjihoon @layhobi @lamacorn933 @choco-seventeen @kinorth @1800-seventeen @myjisoo @themarimalik @obsessive-fangirl-trash @leejihxxn

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.

considering how hard it is (and sometimes impossible) to trigger a sneeze in your sleep it just fuels the suspicion that this sly motherfucker

isn’t sleeping at all

he was probably posing all along i mean look at him who sleeps like this in front of their crush 

goddammit viktor