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shippingeruri · 3 months

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@yelenhol completely blew my mind with this Eruri commission. I'm speechless. This is so incredibly beautiful <3 TY for accepting my request! Erwin deserves that hug more than anything <3

#eruri #erwin x levi #erwin smith #levi ackerman #fanart #commission #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #midnight sun #what if #titan erwin

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70sscifiart · 2 months

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Roger Dean studied furniture design in college, which equipped him to do this album cover for Walking Circles, by Midnight Sun. Here’s what Dominy Hamilton and Carla Capalbo wrote about the art in the 1975 Roger Dean art book Views:

“Dean decided that after 5,000 years of chair design the only sufficiently different variation as yet unattempted, as far as he knew, was the bio-chemical approach. Dean's proposal was based on a mechanism favoured by lizards for re-growing their tails. Dean finally abandoned this project because of lack of facilities.”

#Roger Dean #album art #Midnight Sun #Walking Circles #skeleton

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pippenplayz · 1 month

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So Rise TMNT Duo names I've heard:

🟪Don & Leo🟦

Disaster twins

Midnight Duo

🟦Leo & Raph🟥

Magnetic Duo

Leader Duo

Switch Duo

Blue Raspberry

A-Team

🟧Mikey & Donnie🟪

PB&J Duo

Smarts and Crafts

B-Team

Sun & Science

🟦Leo & Mikey🟧

Baja Blast

Portal duo

Sun and eclipse

Sunrise Duo

Tidepods

Unicorn Bros

🟥Raph & Mikey🟧

Sunset Duo

🟪Don & Raph🟥

Brains and Brawn

Jampackets Duo

🟨April & Don🟪

Bannana Pancakes

DNA Duo

🟦Leo & April🟨

The gay agenda

Ikea Duo

🟧Mikey & April🟨

Orange Lemonade

Citrus Duo

🟥Raph & April🟨

Eldest Siblings

Pink Lemonade

🟥Raph & Cassandra🏒

Shred Red

Cherry Duo

🟦Leo Future Boy🔑

Father and Son

Sensei and Student

Edit: This is constantly updated with every Duo name that gets commented that I don't have in here.

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edwardsdeathcabcd · 9 months

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Reasons autistic Bella is canon and real and true

Charlie: "I don't know if she's going to get over it– I'm not sure it's in her nature. She's always been such a constant little thing. She doesn't get past things, doesn't change her mind." So Bella has always been this resistant to change

In twilight, there's the occasional mention of her fidgeting when she's nervous, but in midnight sun, edward notices her stimming so many times. it seems like her usual habits are tapping her toes, playing with her hair and wringing her hands

She tries to mirror those around her & copy their tone, even when she's uncomfortable, because she thinks that's just How You Socialize (telling Eric that she also wants to go to comic con despite her having no idea what it really is, her talking very politely and casually about Edward's hunting habits, etc etc)

Poor motor skills

Horrible at evaluating risks / consequences

When she's feeling overwhelmed and needs sensory input she puts on headphones and listens to the same album on repeat for several hours at max volume

Covers her ears for most of the baseball game

Often unaware of her tone when she's speaking. There are moments in twilight where she's like "'xyz,' I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster," that, in midnight sun, are changed to "'xyz,' she murmured, sounding unsure even as she said it." (The most hilarious example of this is "Go team!" vs "Go team?" in the baseball scene lol)

#autistic bella swan #bella swan #the twilight saga #twilight #midnight sun #edward cullen #twilight blog #charlie swan #tts #bella #autistic bella #mine

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ayyy-imma-ninja · 11 months

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The twink and his cats.

drawn based on Davis's actual cat babies Comet and Midnight.

I waited so long for canon info before starting this ;w;

#tsams #sams #sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #the sun and moon show fanart #sun and moon show fanart #tsams sun #sams sun #fnaf sun #cats #sun loves cats #comet and midnight #fnaf sb #fnaf sundrop #sundrop #fnaf sunrise #fnaf dca #ayyy imma ninja #ayyy imma ninja art

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midnightsun-if · 10 months

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DEMO — Chapter One: Part One [34K Words] — 11/12/23

FAQ || PINTEREST || SPOTIFY || DISCORD

Aurelian Academy, the pinnacle of evolution within the supernatural world; the first landmark to be erected after the Dark Ages— the time when supernatural races still lived within the shadows of the mortal world.

You’ve been prepared to go for your entire life— all one hundred years of it. Being the youngest child of a ruling vampire clan didn’t give you much choice in the matter. Going to Aurelian meant taking the next big step in your immortal life regardless.

Will you be able to prove yourself to your parents? To your siblings? Will you be able to uncover the mysteries that surround the ancient school?

Or will everything vanish as the midnight sun approaches?

Create your character. Customize your name, potential nickname, gender (male/female/non-binary), sexuality, appearance, and hobbies. (Note: The MC is a Vampire and is 100 Years Old.)

Choose from 3 Classes— Charmer, Shadow-Kin, or Warrior.

How does your character feel about humans? Are they simply ants that you don’t bother with? Potential allies? An intriguing conundrum?

Do you enjoy the modern world? Or do you miss the simplicity of the past?

Romance 1 of 8 potential romances.

Explore Aurelian Academy and uncover the secrets that litter the ancient halls. Just make sure you don’t miss class while doing so.

Koda Kingston — [He/Him] — Bear-Shifter — He’s a mass of muscle and warmth, eyes filled with good humor and overall joy. Might not have a lot going on upstairs, but he’s definitely got the spirit. [Male MCs Only]

Scarlett Voltaire — [She/Her] — Vampire — Cold as ice, ruthless to any that oppose her, with a flair of heated contempt at the people who annoy her, Scarlett is the middle child to the oldest ruling family within the vampiric race. [Female MCs Only]

Cyrus/Cyra Aurelia — [He/Him or She/Her] — Phoenix — Heir to the Eclipse Throne; they’re the eldest child of House Aurelia, Founders of Aurelian Academy. They’re the pinnacle of what an heir should be: dutiful, strong-willed, and loyal above all else.

Quinn Grant — [He/Him or She/Her] — Wolf-Shifter — An individual that’s been whispered about within the halls of your home; a prospected mate in the event that both your warring families wish to unite. Now that you’re meeting them, you may be able to see if that’ll ever become a reality.

Caden Randall — [He/Him or She/Her] — Phantom — Appearing on a random night five years before, they’re not exactly what someone comes to expect when thinking about a phantom: scared of their own shadow, fretful, and a complete neat freak. They’re tasked with ensuring your stay at Aurelian Academy goes smoothly.

Sloane Addams — [He/Him or She/Her] — Wolf-Shifter — A wolf-shifter without a pack, disgraced in the deepest way possible, they don’t seem to be that overjoyed at the prospect of attending Aurelian Academy, but that doesn’t mean they’re not set on proving themself and finding a pack once more.

Blake Herrera — [He/Him or She/Her] — Demon-Hybrid — Your best friend (and potential FWB). With a flirtatious air, a rebellious spirit, and an affinity at finding trouble, they’re a demon that takes a bit to get used to.

Reginald/Regina Presley — [He/Him or She/Her] — Human — A scholarship student to Aurelian Academy; the first of many that may be attending. With a thirst for knowledge, along with a devil-may-care attitude, they’ll try their best to fit in. Of course, that’s easier said than done. As they’re the first human to ever be admitted as a student.

PINTEREST (OTHER) || MALE ROS FCS || FEMALE ROS FC || FAMILY FCS || ROS SKIN TONES

#midnight sun #interactive fiction #romance #supernatural #modern fantasy #interact if #if wip #dashingdon #hosted games

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light-miracles · 4 months

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Still reading Midnight Sun. I swear the inner logic of Esme's thoughts BAFFLE me

Esme: Edward can I have a moment with her?? I want her to be comfortable with me in Bella's first baseball game with us

Esme, five seconds after: Bella my son died and I tried to kill myself

#THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY #midnight sun #twilight #twilight renaissance #twilight renessaince #esme cullen #Bella swan

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fluorescencefuture · 1 month

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Gijinka / humanizations of my Pokemon Moon team + lore! This one's about a group of unlikely people meeting a mysterious child named Nebby....

#Pokemon #Pokemon Gijinka #Pokemon Sun and Moon #Pokemon SuMo #Alola #Decidueye #Alolan Raichu #Ribombee #Alolan Muk #Lycanroc #Salazzle #Cosmog #Lunala #Nebby #Gijinka #Raichu #Muk #Midnight Lycanroc #my art

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2001hz · 1 year

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Yoshitaka Amano: Icon Aloft 'Midnight Sun' (1990)

#yoshitaka amano #yoshitaka amano archive #icon aloft #midnight sun #1990 #fantasy #ukiyo e #nouveau #sumi e #illustrations #brown #japan #lovecore

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jogetsobsessed · 4 months

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Always an Angel - Paul Lahote

Ok, I've been obsessed with the lyric “Always an angel, never a god for a few days now. I don't know why all of a sudden but it's been all I can think about. I know there are a bunch of literal interpretations but I look at it as a version of “always the bridesmaid, never the bride”, always the side character, never the main character. So I hope this comes across how I want it to lol.

Also, the timeline is kinda messed up in this, just live in ignorant bliss and ignore it pls, and thank you!

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Always the option, never the priority.

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

Always the lover, never the loved.

Always the fighter, never the fought for.

Always an angel, never a god.

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You were used to being sidelined, looked right through.

No matter what you were doing, or who you were with, you were never the main focus.

Growing up boys never spared you a glance, your best friends being the main targets for their glances and flirty remarks. You were never the one asked to dance, always the one asked to hold a friend's purse or bag. If the car was full on the way to get ice cream, you were always the one that was going to be left out. You never learned inside jokes and standing alone at parties, you didn't even know why you went, it's not like anyone would notice if you left anyway.

At night when you would break and confide in the one person you knew truly loved you she would always question why you remained friends with the people that caused you so much pain. And through your blubbering, you would look at her like she was crazy. Explain to your mother that it must have been too long since she was a teenager. Because that's not how it works. Living in a small town the pool of potential friends is small, and having friends that treat you horribly is better than having no friends at all.

You would apologize to her years later, after maturing, and realizing that the remarks you directed towards her were uncalled for. The anger you threw her way was misguided and unfair. She didn't deserve the way that you treated her.

When Bella Swan moved to town you thought everything was going to change. She was from a big city, you didn't know much about Phoenix but you knew they probably didn't harbor the same small-town mindset that Forks did.

She had no clue who you were. She didn't know the unspoken reputation that hung above your head like a storm cloud.

And at first, you were right.

The two of you became friends quickly, Bella taking a liking to your quiet demeanor, such a drastic change from Jessica and her goons.

Your friendship appeared surface-level, to everyone but the two of you. In school, you both kept to yourselves and didn't talk much, even to each other. You would drag her along with you when you gathered the strength to hang out with your old friends. But you didn't do that often, seeing as they saw her as a shiny new toy and didn't treat her as a second-class citizen.

But after school the two of you would talk, your friendship would come alive in the comfort of your own homes, and you two would look like actual teenage girls and not two seventeen-year-olds who should be on the highest dose of Lexapro.

She was the first person that you saw as a true friend, that was until she committed, in your opinion, a cardinal sin.

Bella had gone off the deep end and you hadn't seen her in days. But that was normal, she would spiral, skip school, and then show up as if nothing happened. So you weren't concerned, sent her a few texts checking up on her and getting one-word responses back. Then the following Monday came around. You were waiting by your truck, lazily twirling your hair, eyes glazed over as you dissociated waiting for the bell to ring.

But amid your dissociation, you were pulled back to reality when a shiny black Volvo came to a screeching halt a row over. You knew who drove the expensive car so you tried to be as nonchalant as possible as you peered over your shoulder to get a good look at the owner.

You wished you hadn't.

Because getting out of the passenger seat was the person that you considered your best friend. Your best friend was sitting in the passenger seat of the car of the guy you had a crush on since he arrived at Forks High School.

She knew about your long-standing crush on Edward, she was the only person other than your mother who you had told. It came tumbling off your tongue one late night about a month after she had arrived in town. And you had sworn her to secrecy, begging her to never tell another soul.

But now it seemed to not matter, she had broken your trust and your heart.

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The next year drug on. With Bella being completely infatuated with Edward you were left to crawl back to your old friends. They accepted you with barely open arms, reluctantly saving you a seat at the lunch table, sometimes sending you the location for Friday night activities.

When the Cullen clan abruptly left Forks Bella did to you exactly what you had done to your friends months earlier. Part of you didn't know why, but you let her back in, although this time keeping her at an arm's length away, never fully trusting her,

Eventually, however, Edward came back. First making his appearance walking hand in hand with Bella in the dreadful hallways of Forks High School after she had disappeared yet again for a few days with not even a courtesy text.

This time seeing them together didn't feel like a hot knife was piercing your skin. How could it, you no longer felt the same that you had for Edward. Because he had proven himself to be just like everyone else. He made you feel invisible.

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The heat of late spring had arrived and you took in all the warmth that you could as you walked down the small rocky path to the mailbox. Graduation had come and gone and you found yourself in isolation. The people you had forced yourself to be friends with in high school no longer mattered. You didn't have to play the uncertain game of high school politics anymore. Starting university was on the horizon and while you dreaded leaving the comfort of home you were excited, this was going to be your chance to reinvent yourself. You were no longer going to be the person no one cared to look towards.

Pulling out the various envelopes you felt your heart stop beating when the light lilac envelope was pulled to the front. You knew what it was, you didn't even have to open it. But you did, ripping it open, praying that you hadn't torn apart the coveted invitation. Sure enough in bold letters, you read “Edward Anthony Masen Cullen and Isabella Marie Swan request your presence…”.

The phone call with Bella that night was awkward. You haven't talked much since graduation but she assured you that she wanted you to be at the wedding. You had wanted to push and ask her why she was rushing to get married. I mean you along with everyone else knew that they had only known each other for a year and hadn't been dating for the entirety of said year. But she sounded happy, the happiest she had ever seemed. So you didn't say anything, instead prying for details about the impending nuptials.

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Thousands of flowers cascaded down creating a custom perfume in the air. Your eyes darted between the bunches of wisteria and sweet peas and you were in awe. The wedding had snuck up on you. So much had happened over the summer leaving you feeling unprepared to start school in the fall. Leaving you to make one of the hardest choices that you had ever made, deferring your acceptance into your top school to the following fall quarter.

So when you got a reminder on your phone that read “Bella and Edward wedding tmr” you were at a loss for words. I mean you had everything you physically needed, a dress, a present, the right pair of shoes. But you had forgotten one important thing, a date.

It wasn't going to be the first time you had shown up to an event without one, but it was probably going to feel the most embarrassing.

So here you were, standing next to your group of “friends'' from high school as they gossiped about the possibility of Bella being pregnant. “What do you think?”Erik asked you, giving your arm a soft nudge with his. “I don't know guys '. Jessica of course had a counter, pointing out that out of the group you were the closest with her. Luckily before you had to come up with an excuse of why you didn't know for certain the music began, signaling that it was time for everyone to turn their attention to the altar.

A few tears managed to slip down your cheeks as you watched your sometimes best friend say “I do”. In that moment all the turbulent times the two of you experienced didn't matter. You were just happy to be in the presence of two people who were madly in love and confessing it to each other, permanently sealing their love with a dramatic kiss.

The reception area was decorated equally as beautiful. You were grateful that Bella, or more likely Alice had set you close to the dance floor. That way you could watch people without feeling like a total loser, hanging out in the corner by yourself. At least this way you could still enjoy the happiness of the other guests without feeling the gross amount of body heat from the dancing bodies.

The ice was melting quickly in your lemonade, the night had not been rewarded with a cool late summer breeze so you were appreciative of the cool drink. The night had seemingly been going according to plan. Your ‘friends’ had migrated to another table across the dance floor with the excuse of wanting to talk to some of the other guests, but they had not returned in almost two hours so you were holding your breath.

Mentally you were planning your escape plan, glancing at your watch. Waiting for an acceptable time to leave, not too early into the night but not too late that you were leaving only minutes before the bride and groom's big exit. As you granted yourself yet another glance at the heirloom watch you wore and looked back up a gasp unwillingly left your lips.

The mystery man, who looked almost familiar, chuckled at your surprised look. Confidently he took the empty seat next to yours, turning his body to give you his full attention. “May I help you”, you didn't recognize your own words, your tone was a bit rude and you didn't even give him a second to introduce himself after she sat.

“I’m Paul Lahote”.

Once he gave his name to you your eyes moved up to meet him and the electric shock that you felt in your veins almost felt real. There was no doubt blush forming on every inch of your face and you were praying that the low light of the Edison bulbs did a good job at protecting some of your dignity. You gave him your name, barely squeaking out your last name.

Things like this didn't happen to you. A man that looked like him didn't talk to you. A part of you wondered if Jessica or someone like her had already turned him down, because let's face it, you were always the option but never the priority.

“I think you should share a dance with me, no pretty girl like you should be sitting alone at a wedding”. The flare in your cheeks was visible now, you were sure of it. No matter how low the light was you could have sworn a red glow was emitting from your body, like an accusing halo.

“Paul…you don't have to dance with me, I was just getting ready to leave”. Gathering your belongings as you begin to stand up. “No!”. He said, eyebrows raising to the top of his forehead once he realized how loud he exclaimed. Sheepishly he looked around offering small smiles as an apology to a few of the guests who looked at him like he had three heads.

“Please, I noticed you when I walked in before the ceremony and I haven't been able to shake you from my eyeline all night. I don’t think I can take no for an answer”.

The fact that your heart was still caged behind your chest was an act of god. Because at this point it should have flown away due to how hard it was beating. You were at a loss for words. The thought that someone was putting you first, taking interest in you was unbearable. And you were crumbling at his gaze.

His outstretched hand found yours that you slowly had begun to uncurl from against your body. Swiftly he whisked you out onto the dance floor, pulling your body flush to his.

Clumsily your feat matched his falling into routine with his steps, your body swaying in unison to the light melody. He hummed along softly to the quiet music as he kept a firm grip on you, almost like he was afraid to let you go.

The song ended and awkwardly you looked around not knowing what to do. Paul however looked happy as can be, letting go of your hand but keeping the one on your lower back in place. He led you back to the table where you had spent most of the night, pulling out your chair before you could even react. You thanked him as you sunk into the back of the chair trying to ground yourself.

“Man, I feel like the luckiest guy here at this whole damn wedding I got to dance with the prettiest guest of them all”. He said matter-of-factly triumphantly, taking a sip out of the glass he abandoned when he first approached your table. You scoffed, there was no way he was being for real, the alcohol had to have been getting to him now if he was saying such an untrue statement.

“I think you've had enough”. Your voice was shy and your eyes barely peeked through your almost closed eyelids. The embarrassment you hadn't felt earlier had returned and you were suddenly hyper-conscious of everything happening around you.

“Doll this stuff doesn't make me feel anything, you, however, are making me feel alive for the first time”. His drink was abandoned yet again as he scooted his chair closer, invading your bubble, and causing you to squirm under his gaze yet again.

“Paul, I'm flattered but again I think your choices are impaired. There's no way you feel anything like that for me”.

Paul was out of his chair before you could continue your babbling, cutting you off by capturing your lips in his.

After he pulled back for air his forehead rested against yours, the two of you matching your breathing. You were yet again at a loss for words, kissing the hottest boy at your best friend's wedding was not on this year's bingo card. But as per usual it seems Paul had the perfect thing to say, “My angel forgive me if this is forward, but l you need to let me love you, I have a feeling that you're gonna be stuck with me for a long time”.