#midnight train

[pinkhairswagtourney]

Pink Hair Swag Tourney: Niche Edition , Round One , Part Four

#mercymorn #the locked tomb #tlt #selene ambrose #midnight train #round one

[midnottart]

Patreon • $5 Midnight Train tier only • the January exclusive artwork is online ✨

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#thorki #patreon #Midnight Train #midnott #midnott.art #Patreon exclusive #thank you for your support!!

[hellboyyy25]

The Amity Affliction - Midnight Train

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My edit not my photo

#The Amity Affliction #Midnight Train #TAA #my edit #edit #lyric edit #lyrics #band edit #music edit #music #bands #metalcore

[bluesucanuse]

BLUES: SONGS OF THE DAY

THE ARTIST IS: GHOST TRAIN

THE SONG IS: "SHARP DRESSED MAN"

#SHARP DRESSED MAN #GHOST TRAIN #southern blues #MIDNIGHT TRAIN

[incorrect-midnight-train]

#midnight train #incorrect quotes #meme #this video is fucking old atp #thank you ella for always making god tier content #join the discord #midnight train new moon #EDIT ELLA DIDNT MAKE THIS #IT WAS RIRIN

[glassesblu]

I figure that it’s alright to repost the whole comic on tumblr if I mark it mature :)

Comic I made for my AU where Ingo overshoots his return, where 15 years have passed for Emmet compared to the year or two that Ingo spent in Hisui.

Also! I have Pre-orders up for submas merch! (standees, keychains, and acrylic pins!) check out my source link or pinned post for details ^_^ !!!

Also Also, interested in comms? Feel free to send me a DM. I'm busy right now so I can't draw these immediately - but my Comms are always open ^_^ !!!

#blankshipping #submas #ingo #emmet #submas AU #comics #reverse ages AU #yingo #oemmet #midnight train

[short-wooloo]

#wooloo-writes #wooloo writes #wooloo polls #wooloo memes #polls #memes #trains #journey #don't stop believin' #midnight train

[the-final-sentence]

Hagos had learned that when people can at last laugh about things, they are no longer Haunted.

Angie Sage, from Midnight Train

#lit #prose #submission #Midnight Train #Angie Sage

[theecosystemdid]

Can I get a flag for a fictive of Luna Wyndell from Midnight Train?

Luna Wyndell Introject / Kin Flag!

Thanks for the request! Enjoy!

#did #udd #osdd #system #introject #system disorder #alter #introject flag #kin #kin flag #midnight train #Luna wyndell #Luna Midnight Train

[themarginalthinker]

The door at the back of the garage banged as it closed. It echoed across the large, mostly-empty back lot, dotted here and there with cars ranging from the newer to junkers and all in between.

The figure in the doorway stood for a moment. The very edge of the sky was streaked with deep purples of a sunset just past. Golden-edged, but fast fading as stars overhead twinkled to life. The tall light poles edging the lot had flickered on, casting beams down directly under them. The figure managed to stand just out of the way of them, though they reflected brilliantly off the black shell of the motorcycle helmet firmly covering every inch of their head.

They stand, for a moment in the doorway of the darkened, closed garage. Looking up, to the plum and gilded sky of another day passed on. Little brown bats wheel overhead, catching insects in the warm summer air.

With a little huff, they stop looking, and adjust the bag slung over their shoulder, making sure its secure. Gravel crunches under their heavy, well-worn boots as they make their way to a much-secluded corner of the lot, where under a tarp, a motor bike of a past decade or several, waits.

It's loud in the ease of the evening as it rips onto the road. The trip might not be a long one, but it could be enjoyed nonetheless.

"Is there a reason we're doing this so early? Some of us would prefer not to have to rush about like a chicken without a head first thing in the night."

The question comes from a short, sturdy woman wearing a light blouse and clean but patched overalls. Her hair is light blonde and very curly, kept back with a simple tie, though already whisps are escaping its hold to hang about her round face in irritating fly-aways. She's sitting at one end of a small, fold-out table, tennis-shoed foot tapping on the shiny floor of the wide, low-ceiling gymnasium. Her two tablemates weren't in much better shape.

To her left was another woman who looked like she just crawled out of the woods not far away from the school's fence line. Long nails held enough dirt to fill a garden, hair choppy and left hanging down just past thin, hunched shoulders barely covered by a single layer of thin tee-shirt. Her washed jeans ended in edges white with age and frayed threads, and the color of the flipflops covering her feet (dirtier than her hands with even longer, sharper nails) could no longer be discerned. She too was glancing every other second towards the double doors of the room, fidgeting with a little silver ring on the table top.

At the 'head' of the gathered sat a man just past his prime and showing it in the creases of his once-dark and sun warmed face. He's dressed in a plain, white button-up, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark pants clean and belted. His dark hair was neatly combed, and his deep brown eyes gazed calmly over the collection of others, hands clasped together over a small stack of papers politely.

"Because the district only allows the use of school property outside of school functions until eight, and I know for a fact most of us don't manage to get up before six in the summer, Denise" he answers prefunctly.

The overalled woman flexes her jaw and looks about ready to argue the legitimacy of the supposed necessity of the time more, when the sound of a motor rings near. The three look up, and a few moments after the sound cuts off, very near the doors at the back of the gym, they open and in comes the helmeted person.

The neatly-dressed man smiles, bright and friendly, sitting taller in the chair.

"Sammy! We were beginning to worry."

"That Martin wouldn't start without you here, and wouldn't let us go 'till he'd gotten ahold of you..." mumbles the twitchy woman.

The man shoots a her a look, that isn't received, and the motorist simply sets down the shoulder bag on the table. Gloves are slipped from hands, revealing planes of scored-and-healed flesh, knuckles looking like they were set to rip through the thin, scarred skin that seemed more tears than flesh. Fingertips and palms like poorly tanned leather, and just as hard, pull out a laptop and a smart phone, which they promptly tap on and open a recording app.

They shrug at Martin, the head man, and sit, opening the laptop.

"If there is no method to the madness, it's just madness, and God knows we don't need that in this town, Frankie," Martin says to the fidgeting woman, smile a little tight now. "In fact, I like all of us here so we know how to keep that from happening the best we can."

"Maybe a little madness would liven the place up," Denise comments offhandedly.

For a moment, Martin's eyes flashed under the florescent lights of the gym. Warm, dark brown turned inky, and cold. For a moment, none moved.

The expression is gone before it could be commented on.

"Anyway," Martin says, gathering his papers together and tapping them into order as if they hadn't been arranged perfectly before. "I'm now calling this month's Elysium to order. All members of the court will rise and state their presence to the residing Prince."

Already, the long, blemished fingers are tapping away at the keys of the computer, dutifully making record.

"I thought we voted last year we weren't gonna do this anymore this year," Frankie hummed. "Not like it's needed."

"It's tradition - and I am Prince, I could order it to happen," Martin shoots back, and then sighs. "C'mon people, it is what it is. We got some stuff I'd really like to cover tonight, so let's meet in the middle, huh?"

Denise growls, an almost pretty sound, high and trilling, as she stands.

"Clan Toreador asks recognition," she says, irritated.

Martin nods to her. "You are recognized."

She sits down with a huff, arms crossed. He turns to the other woman, who stands.

"Clan Gangrel asks recognition," she says, fingers drumming on the tabletop, nails making a tight staccato beat.

Martin tilts his head for her too. "You are recognized."

Frankie sits, and the three look to their third, silent member, keeping words for them all.

The helmet looks down, to the fresh page of writing, and then up, to Martin. They stand, long, long body hunching inwards and moving seemingly so as not to make the layers of clothing move too much against the ruined skin under it.

"Clan Nosferatu...asks...recognition."

The voice seeps from under the helmet like chipping old paint from the side of a house; brittle and cracking, taking more breaths than most would need for a four word sentence.

All three others are reflected in the visor of the helmet, and their leader sees himself nod.

"You are recognized."

Sammy sits.

"Alright people, so, first to business, I just wanna get this out of the way, we all know the Fourth of July is coming up in a couple of weeks, so Frankie, I need to know where you're people are nominally gonna be when the fire department does its fireworks show so we don't have any frenzies like we did last year-"

"And I said last year, that fledgeling wasn't one of mine or anyone in the area, they wandered in from-"

So the words continue, so the night draws on.

#vtm #vampire the masquerade #lullabies of a midnight train #midnight train #for short #drabble #unedited and off the cuff #clan ventrue #clan toreador #clan gangrel #clan nosferatu #nothing happens it's just an excuse to write a little of what a usual night is for these characters

[moonage-gaydream]

Just a small-town girl, livin' in a lonely world... ��‍♀️

Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit... 🙋‍♂️

They both took the midnight train goin' anywhere. Oh, and uh, fun fact: They're both trans. 🏳️‍⚧️

#trans girl #lonely world #trans boi #south detroit #midnight train #goin' anywhere #t4t #t4t couple #trans couple #don't stop believin' #journey band #they're trans bc I said so

[midnottart]

Patreon • the January sketch poll for the paid memberships is open!

#patreon #midnott #midnight walk #midnight train

[mindscapic-exposure]

hi! same anon who asked about who we can ask about and asked for the template, can we get felix from hc? and, since arias story is on your list, if midnight train (made by the same person) is an option, neil. if no midnight train, hanako?

Sure I love Felix, he's such a great character!

I love how even though he comes across as short-tempered and not willing to suffer fools, he actually cares a lot about people, and will often try to hide just how much he cares about others. Also, the implications for things like him being one of the house tenants in context of what that means for EP2, or about the expectations put on him by himself and others to measure up to or follow Huxley's example (especially in the context of what gets revealed about him in EP3) are so interesting, especially if you think about how that must effect his own self-perception and identity.

And sure, I can talk about Neil. I will warn you that I'm still only partway through ep2 of Midnight Train, but I can comment on what I've seen of him from that. Honestly, the thing I have to appreciate most is his dynamic with Luna and how they bounce off and complement each other, with Neil being analytical and with an eye for details that makes him skilled with puzzles, but physically weak, while Luna is strong and tends to take a more direct approach to things. And we actually did think it was an interesting choice to make him more frequently the "damsel in distress" in chapter 1, given it subverts some unfortunately stereotypes of girl and guy pairing dynamics. But despite that they really do feel like equals that complement each other. It's also interesting that he's very kind and trusting (even if sometimes to the point of naivety), and that's an interesting trait to give to the smart detective in-training, especially in as it implies that being kind isn't just something for "stupid" people. It also sets up an interesting contrast between him and the more cynical and untrusting Apollo.

And I know you put them as an either or, but I'll take your last suggestion as well. Hanako, oh Hanako... I love him, and like, I get it (perhaps more than I'd like to admit), but at the same time I want to shake him. By the shoulders. Repeatedly. Partially for reasons others have brought up before about him not opening and properly communicating with anyone, and assuming he knows what's best and deciding for others (though especially because I know how that goes), but mostly for the low regard he has for his own self, (whether it be his overwillingness to sacrifice himself, his self-loathing that makes him regard himself as inherently lesser, or depressed apathy) and how he makes those who care about him around him worry about him due to it. And yet, in addition to that he's also fascinating as a character, partially due to those traits and also the contrast with how his apathy belies a strong stubbornness and hints of the past hopeful and idealistic nature he once had, as well as his anger, his guilt, his kindness, the responsibility that comes with being one of the Seven Wonders while also clearly still being Just a Kid, and how practiced he is in his outward performance in order to not give anything away about everything he's feeling. Like sir, I Am Looking Directly at You. 👁️👁️

#asks #anon #hello charlotte #midnight train #jibaku shounen hanako-kun #felix honikker #neil lawton #hanako-kun

[dogncorvotranslations]

Então aqui vai meu humilde pedido, se não tiver problema, poderiam traduzir o jogo Midnight Train, por favor? 👉👈

Agradecemos pelo pedido, mas Midnight Train já está sendo traduzido pela equipe da Zero Corpse. Não sabemos se tem alguma previsão para o lançamento, mas a tradução já foi 50% concluída por eles.

- Dog

#rpg maker #jogos #games #midnight train #midnighttrain #asks

[incorrect-midnight-train]

#incorrect quotes #midnight train #midnight train new moon #meme

[glassesblu]

Cheeky fuckin bastard.

They love each other though

#Blankshipping #Comics #Suggestive #Ingo #Emmet #Submas #midnight train #yandere emmet