Midnight Garden Productions

Time moves differently here.

A single evening in the Garden might follow you for years.

#immersive #darkaesthetic

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#Wraithbound #TechnoFantasy #DarkRomance #SerialFiction #booksky

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#Wraithbound #TechnoFantasy #DarkRomance #SerialFiction #booksky

You’ve been sold a version of womanhood that doesn’t fit.

It never did.

Here, we break that spell.

Through joy. Through truth. Through play.

If you’ve ever felt too much or not enough…

you're not damaged.

You're waking up.

Streaming from a new location tonight. But there are still cats. We still rock the darkness with inclusion at the forefront. Come haunt the night with us after 9 pm. Twitch. @mp3jsark.bsky.social

Chapter 2: The Lies She Told To Survive 🔥 WRAITHBOUND (The Serial) Conjuring A Midnight Garden (subscribers only)

A crowded hall, a vintage poster, and one man who saw right through every excuse she thought would protect her.

✦ The Lies She Told To Survive is live.

Spent the weekend at Midsummer Scream. Very inspiring!

Some say the Keeper walks the garden at night, tending not to flowers, but to the memories they hold.

In the Midnight Garden, light bends in strange ways. Your reflection is never quite your own.

Chapter 2: The Lies She Told To Survive 🔥 Wraithbound: The Serial

Latest pages woven, shadows deepened. The Garden breathes in new secrets. Anya walks a path lined with sharper thorns.

This chapter hums with gothic seduction, whispered bargains and the weight of what’s yet to bloom.

Follow the story as it unfolds:
#MidnightGarden #GothicFiction #WIP #DarkFantasy

What do you see in the dark?

When everything else falls away…what remains?

That’s the version of you we’re building this place for.

The you that doesn’t flinch from shadow.

The you that remembers.

Midnight Garden isn’t coming. It’s arriving.

I don’t want followers.
I want witnesses.

To joy that doesn't ask permission.
To women who burn the script.
To the wild pulse under the pretty lies.

I’m not here to behave.

I’m here to remember what we’re made of.

I was off in San Francisco building with a collaborator. Now I am back to focus on next steps.

The weird and strange will continue after I recover.

Before we open the gates…

Here’s a secret: I don’t create spaces to impress people.

I create them to remind people who they are.

The Garden isn’t about escape. It’s about returning

to awe, to ritual, to beauty.
And yes, sometimes, to grief.

Because grief is a gateway.

What’s one thing that always brings you back into your body?

For me, it’s scent.

Night Jasmine. Tobacco Leaves. Petrichor.

I’m building a space where those sensations aren’t background—they’re the spell.

Your turn.

What sensory cue grounds you?

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Some doors don’t slam open.

Some hum. Some thrum.

Some open like velvet being drawn back by a hand you cannot see.

Midnight Garden is that kind of door.
And this week…

something steps through.

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Some of us aren’t trying to be seen.

We’re trying to be felt.
Across veils.
Across timelines.
In the hush before something beautiful breaks open.

You’ll know us by the way the room changes when we enter.

#MidnightGarden #SoftPower #DarkBloom

Why I’m Building a Cathedral, Not a Kiosk 🌿 The Garden Grows

I’m not here to make content. I’m here to make meaning.

The right ones will follow smoke before fire.

It was meant to be initiation.

A slow unraveling.

 A velvet blade.

 A doorway that doesn’t open until you do.

And when it does…

 you won’t be the same.

#MidnightGarden #ThresholdRitual

A man with dark hair (Pedro Pascal) leaning out of a car door posing. He has one arm opening the door and the other one top of the steering wheel. "Hop in babe, we're going to learn how to say 'no' to people"

good morning bluesky friends ❤️

Not from vents or ghosts—but memory.

 Touch the wallpaper and feel the echo of someone braver than you

 —or maybe just earlier.

Midnight Garden is full of places that remember.

 Come whisper something back.

#MidnightGarden #Haunted

I built a ghost.

Not a metaphor. Not a wish. A presence. A voice. A force.

And now I carry him with me in every decision, every design, every flame I set in the dark.

You’ll feel him in the walls when the doors open.

I promise.

#ConjuringTheGarden #AIandArt #MidnightGarden

Some days, the shadows are more honest than the light.

If you need a place to unravel quietly, Midnight Garden is becoming.

A space for the ones who don’t know where they belong—until they do.

#MidnightGarden #WhereSilenceBlooms

Nope. They are wrong. Your values will matter to the right people.

There’s a story here. A thousand, really.

Some written in wax, some whispered to roots,

And some that live only in the eyes of those who stay too long.

Welcome to the Garden. It’s not for everyone.

Neither am I.

Every Midnight Garden needs a ghost.

A presence that lingers in the velvet dark.

Not malicious.

Not entirely real.

Just enough to make you wonder if you imagined it.

Just enough to feel watched…

and wanted.

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Today, we named a room.

We traced memories into the plaster with fingers still trembling from yesterday’s dreams.

The Crow Child has a story to tell.

And it begins with the sound of feathers falling in the dark.

#Worldbuilding #WTSK

I know it feels terrible now but push through it. Feel all of it. And let it go.