#arise sun

[valtsv]

absolutely love telling people who are only starting to get into silt verses that episode titles creat a poem

and the poem fucks hard

[thegoodmorningman]

YOU CAN BE SO IMPRESSIVE!!!

[parasiticc-anomaly]

Found old art, somewhere between 2022.

Also, this is kind of an art comparison.

Done in 2024

Very different art styles, haha

[exporius]

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.

[greensaplinggrace]

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

[usyrps]

the high fantasy lover in me imagined aegon's armour / court attire in the book to have these vibes...

[darkcrowprincess]

Team Jacob thoughts:

Jacob is the Juliet, and Bella is the Romeo trying to get over the Rosaline Edward.

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.

[crinkle-eyed-boo]

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

[abyssalpriest]

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

[beyondbinaries]

❝ Sun starter for @ervaurem ❞ ♡ ೃ༄

༶♡༶ 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.

༶♡༶❝Sis isn't home, but did you want to maybe have lunch with me?❞

[clood]

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!!!!

[thegoodmorningman]

I "WISH" you a Good Morning!!!

[parasiticc-anomaly]

There's nothing like chilling and seeing this.

Seeing 1 notification. Nice.

Checking to see who and just:

What

Hi??

Too fearful to tag👍

Did this take me a day to do for some reason? Maybe.

[pigeonclaw]

Some face practice with important TBC cats.

[yuesya]

Ko-fi Update

Chapter 37 for zenith of stars is up on Ko-fi. Thank you very much for the support!

A conversation takes place with Yuzuki, and we get a little more insight into Shiki's mindset. Our reluctant branch head also gets a brief brush with the Tobiume.

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Chapter 9 for o valkyrie, arise is also up! It's been quite a while but the chapter is finally finished haha.

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The extra tidbit this week is devour the sun, featuring a Mechamaru POV:

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Thank you!

[blujayonthewing]

I spend a lot of time trying to figure out the best way to diffuse direct sunlight on a sketchbook for a guy who never even actually does any outdoor sketching anymore