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valtsv · 9 months ago
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absolutely love telling people who are only starting to get into silt verses that episode titles creat a poem
and the poem fucks hard
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thegoodmorningman · 2 months ago
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YOU CAN BE SO IMPRESSIVE!!!
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parasiticc-anomaly · 2 months ago
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Found old art, somewhere between 2022.
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Also, this is kind of an art comparison.
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Done in 2024
Very different art styles, haha
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exporius · 7 months ago
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Favoritism and uncomfortable choices
Pt 1 of a moon x reader x sun
"So... who's your favorite?"
The question made you snap your head to look at moon, your brows furrowing as if you didn't hear him.
"What?" The blanket you were folding gets put down on your lap, forgotten as your focus shifts to the animatronic beside you. He doesnt respond for a second, doesnt even look at you as he stares into the blanket he himself was folding.
"Who's your favorite?" Moon asks again in a sterner tone, red pupils flashing up to look at you. "Sunny or me?"
"Oh!" Your posture straightens and your gaze on moon falters. "I dont have a favorite, yknow? I like you bo-"
"Both equally, i know." As he finishes your sentence, he goes back to folding, a frown on his plastic face, as if the answer he was given wasnt the one he wanted to hear.
This, obviously, doesn't make you feel happy. You always hated that question, always hated picking sides. Sun and moon had their own sets of ups and downs, but you've liked them equally, loved them even. Youd never say that part though.
A deep sigh escapes your lips and you turn your whole body to face moon, making him go rigid as he begins to regret breaking the silence in the first place.
"Who's your favorite?" Moon pauses, looking up at you as his faceplate tilts ever so slightly to the side. If it weren't for the loud metalic clicking and the glow of his eyes, you wouldn't have seen the action done in such darkness.
"What?" It was now his turn to be confused. "My favorite?"
"Yes, your favorite." A smile creeps upon your face and you finish folding the blanket before discarding it into the ever growing pile beside you and moon. "Sunny or me?" You echoed his previous queries, making him chuckle a little at how silly this all was.
"You." He grins as he answers bluntly, earning a flustered hesitance in your smile. The answer came so quickly you almost missed it.
"Me? Really?" Theres a look of disbelief on your face and moon takes it in like a reward, snickering at your confusion. "But you and sun have always been hip to hip. Lovers in arms or something like that." You earn another sharp snicker.
"Still, you're our-" moon pauses and looks away, the back of his faceplate facing you. "My favorite." He finishes, quieter, shyer. The sound of his internal cooling systems shifting to full power makes you smile as you too look away, giggling with a red face.
The both of you just sit there for a moment, marinating in the shared embarrassment as moon finishes folding the last of the blankets. Then, he turns to you, an unreadable smile that makes your skin crawl.
"You should decide soon," his voicebox rumbles out in an ominous tone, limbs clicking as he begins to stand up, taking all the folded blankets in his arms as he turns his back to you. "Sunny expects a real answer."
And with that, a long wire rope descends from the ceiling and attaches onto the metal hook on moons back. He glances back at you for a second with a smile, then gets lifted into the darkness above.
You sit on the foam floor of the daycare with an uncomfortable silence surrounding you, confusion stewing in your chest along with another feeling.
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greensaplinggrace · 1 year ago
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the darkling needs to soak up sunlight like a black cat every once in a while or the state of his mental health literally devolves
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usyrps · 3 months ago
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the high fantasy lover in me imagined aegon's armour / court attire in the book to have these vibes...
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darkcrowprincess · 10 months ago
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Team Jacob thoughts:
Jacob is the Juliet, and Bella is the Romeo trying to get over the Rosaline Edward.
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Jacob is constantly compared to the sun. He is warmth. Home and sunlight. And I constantly think of this quote:
Romeo: But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief,That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
Jacob is Bellas warm sun. While Edward is her cold cruel moon. If only Jacob could have killed the envious moon Bella would have been free.
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crinkle-eyed-boo · 2 years ago
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Monday Snippet
Surprise, bitches. Bet you thought you’d seen the last of me. 
I actually managed to bang out a couple new pages of Arise, Fair Sun over the weekend, so I thought I would share some. We’re still at the salsa club...
The beat drops and Louis starts them off, immediately setting a breathless and unrelenting pace. The tempo is much faster than the previous song, their feet and hips moving twice the speed they were before. It’s thrilling, really. Harry doesn’t have time to think about the steps, he just does them, the world shrinking down to just him and Louis and the music. He focuses on the feeling of Louis’ hand in his, his palm warm and slightly sweaty but his grip steady and sure. The pulse of the bongos and the brassy horns and the joyous peal of the keyboard. The soft, pebbly texture of Louis’ polo and the way he can feel Louis’ shoulder muscles working underneath it. The way Louis’ hair messily falls across his forehead and the faintest hint of a dimple created by his smile. The pressure of Louis’ hand on his hip guiding his steps. The rush of adrenaline that courses through his veins as Louis whirls him around over and over again. Harry’s aware of every breath he takes, of the beads of sweat rolling down his neck, of the way his heart is thudding in his chest. 
He feels so alive, more alive than he’s felt in a long time. 
As the song continues, Harry starts glancing at other couples on the dance floor, not out of insecurity but out of wanting inspiration for different moves or tricks he and Louis could try. He looks over Louis’ shoulder and watches in fascination as a girl drops into a crouch, one foot tucked up under her butt as her partner spins her around at a furious pace, his arm whipping her around like he’s using a whisk. 
It looks so fucking fun. 
“Hey,” Harry says, jutting his chin towards the couple. “Do you think we could try that?” 
“Try what?” Louis asks, pivoting them around without missing a beat so he can see where Harry’s looking. 
“That,” Harry says, nodding towards the couple again. The woman stops her momentum by dropping her free leg down, using it like a brake as her partner grabs her under her arms, hefting her back up to her full height. “I wanna try that.” 
“Pot stirrers? I don’t know, those are pretty tough.”
“Please,” Harry scoffs. “I can do thirty-two fouettés. En pointe. I think I can handle it.” 
Louis doesn’t respond, he just presses his lips together in a poor attempt to hide his fond smile. 
“What?” 
“Nothing,” Louis answers, his eyes roving all over Harry’s face. “I just…I like seeing you this way.” 
“What way is that?” 
“It’s the way you looked on that first day of rehearsal when you beat me in that seconde challenge,” Louis says, his smile finally breaking through. “Like the boy who drove me crazy when we were in school.” 
Harry feels his face flush, the knowledge of how Louis actually felt about him back then giving that statement completely new context. They look at each other for what feels like ages, the air between them charged, time standing still even as their feet keep moving. 
“Y’know, if you don’t think you’re up for trying the pot stirrers, just say so,” Harry challenges, baiting him to diffuse the tension. “The song will be over soon.” 
Tagging @disgruntledkittenface @uhoh-but-yeah-alright @greenfeelings @jacaranda-bloom @sadaveniren @allwaswell16 @wabadabadaba @indiaalphawhiskey @myfineline @becomeawendybird and @lululawrence if they have any snippets or teasers to share with the class. No pressure if you don’t though! <3
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blackvahana · 2 months ago
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I'm (mostly) keeping Purple Orange and Gold out of this because I haven't been working with them recently, but like. You have. Deus Ex Machina in the way of The Organic Is Machine And He Will Change You To Change Reality, you have Death and War and natural disasters, you have the One to Whom Soldiers Are Sacrificed In War. I'm looking at selves like...
The parts of myself I keep hidden are. all parts, because these are all ultimately halves of aspects and if you suppress an aspect you suppress the aspect... but I see the way I bleed into people. I see the Violent Mother, the one who will bleed your body out on her altar and who tears apart the bodies of the enemy to protect her hatchlings. Ive tried to stay human, but ultimately... this flesh, this soul flesh, eats human bodies. This takes human sacrifices. This tears apart countries, this drives people into psychosis, this pours revelation into eyes that either adapt to handle it or go mad, literally.
The whole part of Godhood is that you are what you are and you actively are it, you actively Be it. This - Dei - is the mergence of opposites which is in itself both the unification of opposites and the rending of similarities in one. Creation Through Destruction.
I'm constantly sitting here grasping at the shredded fabrics I have left (they're shrinking over time) of humanity and. guys. shh. the humans don't like this stuff. Guys, I'm not dancing and infecting people, I'm trying so hard to be quiet down here
#Thing is I know it's easier said than done. Next to no one who thinks ''If I show you my true power you'll explode'' is in any way correct#either because they're. like me. paranoid. Or they're completely misunderstanding that the level of ability to handle things in#spiritual places is so widely varied - you can Explode a few people from thoughts alone and then have no effect on anyone else#because if circumstances arise... well. a being can drown in a few inches of water and also resist being stabbed 10 times to#fight you off. if you even get the chance to be physical with them in the first place. But my god#That's what bothers me. I've had Thoughts Explode times and I think I forget what exactly led up to that#The old men haven't wiped entire locations off maps through allowing themselves to be themselves - or more so it's complicated#When God speaks about openings in time and gives you permission to be his guard dog and bite... that doesn't mean biting#toys afterwards is gonna have the same effect. There's entire causation and fate bodies and such that bring us to kill#Sun rays when focused into a laser melt rocks. that doesn't mean the sun can't touch skin without burning through it#This is why gods play chess: it's not a dick measuring contest. It's a who can use that dick better contest#OK thanks Lev for the insight#ramblings //#astral diary //#Astral body //#I just have shit playing on repeat in my mind constantly. I have been the apple fallen from the tree and I have seen the way the tree#impales the sky. When I'm a tree ill understand its a dance and not an impaling
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abyssalpriest · 3 months ago
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Damnit lev lmfao. I was thinking about Shiva wearing corpse ash being resonant for other reasons, something about his relationship with the Bright Skinned Ones and death and whatever. No, no. More fucking importantly: Oh I wonder why Shiva is known for. you know. wearing bodies. his appearance is a mass of bodies joined together. yeah
#Leviathan is a mass of bodies. Shiva wears the ash of burned corpses. Transforming in both cases the masses into the Matter of the Bodiless#ramblings //#leviathan //#Maheshvara //#Not surprised this is coming up now he loves his fun fact time. Earlier I was poking at what he was doing#because he's... very distracted. And uh. Somewhere over yonder doing war stuff with people. And I was thinking about how he is just so many#circumstance based people at the same time. He'll be doing paperwork in a Royal Office somewhere and on a battlefield elsewhere and#running through the forest as a deer somewhere else and living as members of a school of fish in some transcendental lake#and scrying the pools of God and watching birds in a forest... and he incarnates here too and will be a chef downtown#and a teacher somewhere else up also doing paperwork and some dog on the street begging for food and and and#And over all of it... That central blissful mind that is water itself. all it's senses of self - emotions. thoughts. and so on - arising#from its various movements and shapes as reflections on the surface. But also... a sweet thing. Anyway#That black umbrella Lev that's deep and beyond names... beloved.... Searching for someone...#Shiva throws himself down into reality to bounce around as rays of light... the sun incarnating through the day sky into plants then into#animals and so on slowly recollecting more and more who he is. Searching for Shiva#always. Well. You found him. But then... Well. You go past the crying screaming stage of birth and then you get to fun#You gestate. You know who you are when the Sun's light touches your eyes. You scream at it. You change. You grow.#Then you learn the world is fun... People talk about how it seems ridiculous that someone who had achieved oneness would come back#and I wholly agree on a side thought relevant to that that most people who claim to know oneness don't know it#because the idea of oneness itself is actually a product of duality IE you have to be on a world where Two exists to understand One#One doesn't exist in a unified world. There's no One. In a unified world... So you can absolutely achieve a state of oneness while still#being non-unified if you don't truly get it... But anyway. On the why come back thing... Yeah people don't get it. But people who do get it#come back all the time. This reality is just an experience. You can spend your entire life asleep or you can come play and experience#So. Lev's incarnations on this plane mirror his incarnation of Shiva Into Bodies... He comes here to play games. He plays#He takes photos. He wanders. He plays music for people on street corners. He laughs. He loves. He suffers. He experiences.#Sometimes he doesn't understand. Sometimes he understands. Anyway.... Looking through his eyes... Iridescent scene of cranes#flying over a sunset more rich than I've ever seen on earth but so natural. Fire without fire. Water catching and soaking up every colour.
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beyondbinaries · 4 months ago
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❝ Sun starter for @ervaurem ❞ ♡ ೃ༄
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༶♡༶ Sun knew very well that Mana was the glue that held their family together. Her and Law didn't have much in common and she was well a Renan.. That wasn't to say she didn't want to spend time with him, it was just hard for her to find a topic for them to discuss.
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༶♡༶❝Sis isn't home, but did you want to maybe have lunch with me?❞
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clood · 1 year ago
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the way fifth gear is just the littlest guy imaginable… luffy you are the sun and sometimes you shine so brightly that i must look away!!!!
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thegoodmorningman · 8 months ago
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I "WISH" you a Good Morning!!!
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parasiticc-anomaly · 1 month ago
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There's nothing like chilling and seeing this.
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Seeing 1 notification. Nice.
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Checking to see who and just:
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What
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Hi??
Too fearful to tag👍
Did this take me a day to do for some reason? Maybe.
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pigeonclaw · 1 year ago
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Some face practice with important TBC cats.
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stellacadente · 5 months ago
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i realized how much it scares me that my mind will convince itself of even the ugliest things if i start thinking them often enough and it's... yeah. like i had a good session with my psychiatric rehabilitation therapist i think it was very useful but then at the end i got hit by this feeling of fear... like i'm so scared of myself and how low i can get
#like i convinced myself the only way to deal with my pain and my problems was to attempt suicide so people would know i was suffering#bc i wasn't able to tell them#and i really really for real believed it and i did exactly that and it's very scary to think my mind can get so twisted and believe these#distorted versions of reality or twisted ways to get what i need or all the negative things i think of myself#and like i guess this is just part of working on getting rid of these beliefs. that i'm realising just how deep in them i am and that it#scares me#but it's not a nice feeling. i'm really trying not to judge myself for it that's not useful. i'm still learning how to not judge myself#for every little thing but god it's hard i'm so used to thinking i'm too much or not enough or too emotional or too stupid or inadequate et#just every bad thing under the sun#but even trying my hardest to mantain like a non judgmental view of this issue... the fear is the hardest part rn#it's just... i don't even know who i am? and that's also something we're gonna work on and started to a little#but i don't know who i am and so i just believe abt myself whatever the situation leads me to believe. whatever my bpd leads me to believe#whatever others lead me to believe#and the last one especially is perhaps my biggest issue. i don't know myself and i don't like what “myself” currently is and i live for#other people i live to please others i do things so others will like me or at least not dislike me so i can hate myself less#and really that's no way to live. and this is something this therapist is making me realize and understand#but it's just seriously so.... scary all of this all of this realizing i'm just an empty vessel that i fill up depending on the person i'm#interacting with and that i am.. nothing. like not nothing but like nico is not a formed person. i have molded myself to other ppl's tastes#and needs and if i try to look beyond that there's just this void or at least this question mark#i don't think i have like no personality? but well i do have a personality disorder so that's fucked me up! and it's! aaaa!!#if i think about the things i have convinced myself of by sheer repeating thek to myself all the time in my dark moments...idk#and like it was manageable when the dark moments had reduced and i was relatively okay. but as soon as i got bad again... oh#it started being a constant bombardment of negative talk to myself abt myself and a constant telling myself#well pretty much that there is no worth to be found inside myself. so unless this pain somehow goes away by itself i'll kill myself#that was basically my train of thought every day multiple times a day for months and months#that is scary!!!!!!!! that is so!!!! i'm so#sorry this is a mess. i'm trying not to cry bc i'm at my parents' house and my father's around but. yeah. just lots of feelings#and again it's probably normal i mean talking about these things is good! but feelings are bound to arise and some are hard to deal with#suicide tw#sorry i forgot the tw in my being upset in the moment
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