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#WHEN MIDNIGHT STRIKES
evertidings · 5 months
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it’s your time to shine.
play chapter ten now and dive back into the world of the midnight hours. revisit old friends, learn some things about them that you didn’t know before, make progress (or don’t, i suppose) and oh, try not to lose your mind, yeah?
that’s crucial.
IN THIS CHAPTER.
learn a little more about what goes on in A's head
experience an (almost entirely) nice Blane
officially meet N's dog and get a glimpse of domestic life
be pleasantly surprised by K's kindness
question your relationship to Rylan
perform an interrogation on Ciel, the drug dealer from chapter 9
STATS.
word count. 472,000 (+51.4k)
LINKS.
ko-fi
patreon
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docwormie · 5 months
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another thing I like about the fall of the house of usher is the criticism of AI especially as a means to create art like "AI could write movies" "not well" ! I love how Mike Flanagan's message in his work is often a long and thoughtful reflection on death and grief and love and sometimes it's just "jumpscares are lazy" or "pay your writers" ❤
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wander-wren · 3 months
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here’s my thing about proshipping, particularly in regards to the “well you can write that stuff to process trauma, but don’t fucking post it” argument. and i’m really just repeating what many, many others have said, but bear with me.
i don’t have sexual trauma (which is, 99% of the time, what this argument is about), so i can’t speak to that directly, but i do have traumas and coping mechanisms that some people think weird or off-putting or gross. i’m also someone who needs to talk about things with some kind of audience in order to process, whether that’s my therapist or my friends or—get this—fanfic readers. often, all three! max processing, baby!
but i’ve had people avoid responding when i bring certain things up, or outright say they can talk to me about some of my ~problems~, but not Those Ones. which is fine on its face, everyone is entitled to boundaries and in many cases they may simply not know what to say.
but it is deeply isolating to feel like there is a part of you unfit for public view. especially a part of you that you still want (need) to talk about in order to come to terms with it. so i can only imagine how it feels for some of the people arguments like these are attacking.
as long as there are warnings (and YES, “choose not to warn” is, in itself, adequate warning), there is no reason why any aspect of the human experience should have to be permanently hidden and undiscussed, no matter how uncomfortable its existence might make some random on the internet.
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chrisrin · 2 months
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LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN! LET ME IN!
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theodoravery · 8 months
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pov: ure blane and catch sight of inej "gathering intel" on the dancefloor @ crimson rouge
commission done by pooka blas on instagram
inej's my mc from @evertidings' when twilight strikes :3
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eatingyarn · 8 months
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Rylan is usually an expert at hiding his thoughts, but right now, things are perfectly clear. I shouldn't be here. @evertidings
the whole scene was chilling and it lives in my head rent free, so i forced it into a drawing. i hope i did give it some justice!
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gncrezan · 2 years
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based off not only the media room scene where blane sits so that they’re facing the hunter (WHY?), but also the banger ‘get out of my school’ tweet  @evertidings
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likethecolour · 8 months
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chapter 9 part 2 aka Ryder has an even worse time than before (and ate shit so hard on the pavement that their eyebrow piercing got ripped out.. ouch. sorry buddy)
(All characters other than Ryder are from When Twilight Strikes by @evertidings)
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spicycakes · 1 year
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It's Kaia hours everybody :)
[ah, please do click on the image for a better resolution]
(yes, we'll ignore how I haven't posted in almost a year because work has been kicking my ass)
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qwint · 1 year
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Hey friends, mutuals and everyone else, I’m in need of new IF:s and VN:s.
Absolutely love Golden by @milaswriting, Fernweh Saga by @lacunafiction, TWC by @seraphinitegames, The Exile by @exilethegame(Pheo), When Twilight Strikes by @evertidings, Mind Blind by @mindblindbard and I, the Forgotten One by @bacondoneright (and Whiskey-Four).
That’s my top list right now, no wait, can’t forget lovely @ramonag-if with Crown of Exile, @the-keeper-of-midnight with Midnight Saga: The Monster, @the-passenger-if with The passenger and @night-market-if with The Night Market.
Shit I’ve probably forgotten a ton more but yeah. Hit me up, give me tips and ideas.
Sooooo sorry for those I’ve forgotten to list because damn, I read a lot apparently.
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unwantedrangerofdel · 2 months
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Theme for prom includes having a masquerade mask and I have the brief thought of it being absolutely hilarious if I found a blue bird-like mask to wear
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evertidings · 5 months
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everyone's a sinner and you're no exception.
continue the story in chapter ten of when twilight strikes, releasing at 10am EST on saturday, october 28th !! for those of you on patreon, you can access the chapter as early as tomorrow for the midnight tier and wednesday for the twilight tier.
in this chapter.
grow closer to an ro of your choosing
try not to let [redacted] get in your head
question everything you know
question everything that you don't know
i can’t promise i won’t give you whiplash.
see you then <3
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Can’t sleep. Have a short nightmare comfort phone drabble…
Strong, muscular arms stretch out across the rumpled sheets, rough fingers exploring beneath the silk of her nightgown. Searching for the comfort of her smooth skin, his light.
Grasping her waist, an arm coming to band around her middle, he scoots her back towards his bare chest.
She knows.
She knows whenever curious shadows and roving hands seek her in the darkness of night, wordlessly clutching at her curves with those heartbreaking hints of silent desperation, that his dreams have roused him from slumber.
In a state that is neither awake nor asleep, he searches for her. Carnal, unequivocal need eclipses conscious logic as he roots around the sheets to feel her warmth. The desire to caress her soft skin is an involuntary impulse. The longing for her deep, steadying breaths has become necessary for survival as she finds him timing his heartbeats to their soporific rhythm.
He pulls her into his chest, her body fitting perfectly, slotting into the space he creates for her. Only her. And suddenly she finds a home, the entirety of her very essence intertwining with his as if she has always belonged, as if she was created for this very place.
He buries his face in her wild mane of hair, frizzy and mussed from sleep. Her sweet smell lulling him back to rest, although he was never fully roused. He acts instinctively when the nightmares haunt him. He reaches for his light, his warmth.
He tugs her tighter to his chest, a murmured noise of contentment huffing from between his parted lips as he settles once more.
The delicate embrace of sleep sweeps over him again, his light safely cocooned into his chest. Temporarily chasing away the darkness that lingers forever on the periphery of his existence.
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oswinrycbaroswald · 2 years
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@evertidings Head empty. Thoughts only of them.
Art by Dream&Drawer on insta.
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howldean · 6 months
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i’m so fucking pissed rn
#my dad was supposed to pick me up at a club where a fundraiser concert was held for the strike group i’m with#and then he said oh yeah i have my own concert that night and i’ll just leave early#which made ME feel bad even though HE forgot so i said oh i can stay for the afterparty#show ends at 10:30 afterparty goes to 11. easy.#well his concert goes long so at 11 he texts me and says the encore just happened. okay. what the fuck whatever#but the other folks on my team are still there so i say alright what’s your eta?#and he says 30-35 minutes. MIND YOU when he mentioned his concert it ‘wasn’t a problem’ because it was close. that’s not close even in la#AND THEN. he says stuck in traffic. like. okay??#at this point the other folks in my org are leaving but one of our partners is still there so i’m sitting by their table and my dad says ok#12:05 is when i’ll get there. which mind you is an hour and five minutes AFTER the RESCHEDULED pickup time#you will notice it is past 12:05 now and he is still not here and i am stick at this outdoor club with#too loud music and so many cigarettes and vapes and he’s still not here yet. and i’m so. so fucking annoyed#and when he first offered to pick me up from stuff in general i thought that was nice. but boom whaddayaknow#this bullshit.#AND I CANT GET AN UBER BECAUSE THEYRE 70 FUCKING DOLLARS#and public transit is a) dangerous at night b) shut down at midnight and c) would have taken an hour and a half#if you read all this i’m smoochin u sorry
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theodoravery · 9 months
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iaos id feat. this art of inej done by @/yxuthz on instagram <3 id template by @cozmiccore
@evertidings <3
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