#midnightasks

[midnightsays]

Alright I'm doing it! @imcasperfox and @storiesfromstyx. I hated it then when I first drew @lyindathebard who plays Thesis in Stories from Styx. I don't believe this looks like her in the slightest and I am someone who although we as an audience have seen a sneak peak at Thesis singing a lullaby to her infant son.

I will retry to do this later.

Please if there are any requests to draw something please message me on Instagram or tumblr.

Please do not trace or repost without credit!

-Midnight says

[in-the-midnight-hours]

Across the endless scatter of stars,

I search though I promise I will not—

I swear I won’t name you among strangers—

and yet I find you, every time.

In the turning of lives, in the small quiet crossings,

you are the constant that rises:

pleasure clothed in fire,

assurance folded into light.

I fall to you as though to the divine—

not merely friend, not simply flesh—

but the one I kneel toward in my secret prayers,

the altar I crave when the world bends cold.

And still this is confession:

my hands ache for the shape of you,

my breath keeps your name like contraband,

my secrets spill into the dark and form your face.

In all worlds, in every scattered heaven,

in every soul I have been or will be,

it is your heart that steadies mine.

Despite my vows to look away, despite my best resistance,

I seek you—again, again, and always—

as if devotion were written into the bones of time

[midnightsays]

Here are three new parts for my animation for Alexander Hamiltion. I’ve been struggling with putting idea to references to animation . A lot of my references that I usually use aren’t really helpful lately. Along with the swelling in my hands haven’t been doing me favors.

I know I said I would post these on instagram but the gif won’t show the animation like tumblr to the point where I have to record it and it isn’t worth it.

Please don’t repost without permission /credit or trace .

[midnightsays]

So here are my fates . @storiesfromstyx by @imcasperfox . I ment to post this yesterday but again my apologies for my health. These are not cannon as if you read the notes next to the left Fate. There at this is no insight if @storiesfromstyx will have actress’ and singers for the fates as they are only mentioned as “the sisters” .I wanted to make it where these are mostly outfits . You cannot see their faces nor their hair. If we do have singers/actress’ for the Fates then I will redo them . Hope @imcasperfox these are what you imagined the fates to look like dear! Please do not repost without credit nor trace .

[in-the-midnight-hours]

Perpetual Grift - the gift that keeps giving... Presented to you by thatonedeadplayboy

Week One: “Single & open to making friends" (Translation: The bait goes out, polished and desperate.)

Week Two: “Not looking anymore — someone special came along." (Translation: Target acquired. Love bomb deployed. Pursuit in action. Trial run in progress. It's top secret classified.)

Week Three: “Engaged to my everything/pet/doll/babygirl💍” (Translation: If you so much as think about me —you're disrespecting my fiancée, an instant soulmate born fully-formed, so consider yourself blocked. The pedestal is shaky, reality denied, but performance is loud. Don’t ask questions, you were never in the script — watch your throat, this is not a drill, and GTFO.)

Week Four: “Just got out of something toxic. Healing. Single again 💔 (Translation: I need to access emotionally unstable available hearts. Preferably new and broken ones. I'm back on the hunt).

The cycle resets. No lessons learned. New applicants welcome.

-written by the thatoneundeadanon

Oof. That’s big shots fired. I love you anon, but cmon why you do this to me. I’m not supposed to be in the middle of your get at em games

[in-the-midnight-hours]

So someone going by "justmyself03" on Tumblr posted a couple days ago the "Our eyes meet, and its as if galaxies were born between our gazes. The sun and moon cast into orbit from the gravity of this moment. The Earth itself formed by the wild waters of you and the safe land of me." - It pissed me off. Not saying these were not their own thoughts, but fuck, it felt familiar and in a bad way, like a knockoff gold-plated chain versus real 18kt SOLID GOLD (you).

I appreciate that very much, and if she/he (for all I know idk) really is I hope they eat shit and die. IF they aren’t and this is just a poor excuse to get me mad at someone? Then I’m not gonna feed into it.

But regardless I already know how well my work is even if I do feel like it’s not the best. If someone is stealing it, then it MUST be good. Ig? 🤷‍♀️

Hopefully I get my credits given eventually.

[midnightsays]

So, currently I am going through all my @storiesfromstyx @imcasperfox and Epic by Jorge Rivera-Herrans and just sketching. Does anyone just sketch and sketch and then realize you are so drained? Yes, that's me. I am working on each saga outfit for Calypso and Penelope, and Odysseus. And I'm trying my best to get that done by this or next week. Thank you for all the support from both fandoms, and I hope I can have some art out before Part 2 of Stories from Styx comes out. Love you and thank you for the support.

[in-the-midnight-hours]

I wish I could take the pain I've caused and put it all back; swallow it whole and carry it with me, down, down, down the River Styx... I wish I could flip Chiron a coin, one glance, one-all-knowing glare as he ferries me on my way, each paddle in the eerie, ominous River a memory of a loss.. a fragment floating away.. somewhere better Some grace, someone's bitter-sweet smile, as they asked secrets beguile, with what we keep, yet carry us to sleep, should I wake, should I dream? a choice? a past, present, nightmare.. The sorrow on his face as he looks in the mirror, at someone he does not recognize, someone with whom he can spare no grace, someone who wants to be held as the tears fall.. far away Do I catch yours? Watch mine fade away? Crashing into the river, dark and unknowing, laying myself to rest, knowing now, what I know best. that sometimes all we can do is fade into the current. Let it take us where it wills, a will not our own, control, pain.. a plan with no name. Nameless am I, known not to myself, yet I survive.

(I'll be okay, but you can have my first major poetry thingy in a while Ms. Midnight) Maybe in a mood, but I promise I'll be okay.

Oofffffff this was absolutely beautiful and I loved it. Whoever you are you got such talent 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻