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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 2 months

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Pairings: None

Word Count: 3,194 Words

Summary: Eclipse 4.0 wakes up and finds out who his creator is.

Warnings: Cursing, Virus, Memory Alteration, Nightmares, Evil Twin (does it count if you share a body with the evil twin?), Past Character Death, Angst, Family Bonding, Hurt/Comfort, let me know if I should add anything else.

Note: I spun a wheel and this was the outcome. Probably crack but here we are. Have fun.

To Make Anew

“Fucking build running me out of materials.” Solar growled as he finished the new animatronic he had made. He had almost run out of materials this time, so it had to be smaller this time, more akin to Blood Moon’s height and its faceplate was one from storage that was an old one of Moon’s he had to recolor. It was aggravating to scrub that paint off his fingers to get rid of evidence.

The bot finally booted up, much to Solar’s relief, running scans and booting up its programming. The memories began to trickle into it after running through five different debugging programs. He was glad he was able to find the fried personality chip. He’d been able to pull everything off it at least and put it on a new chip.

Solar sighed impatiently as he waited to see the animatronic come online. He’d been sure that his presence from it would be wiped this time, he wouldn’t know anything about him, so that was more convenient. It wouldn’t have a chance to almost figure it out again.

Finally. Finally! The animatronic came online, its orange eyes beaming in the dimly lit Parts and Service room as the bot opened its eyes and shut them again, slowly blinking and taking in where it was and what it was. Finally, its eyes flickered blue and then back to orange as it began to move around and squirm to unhook itself from the various wires. Perfect.

“Eclipse.” Solar called attention to himself and the bot’s head whipped to look at him with a glare that immediately faded to shock.

“You…” Eclipse whispered, stunned at having learned who his creator was.

“Yes, me.” Solar sighed and sat back in his desk chair.

“Why!? How!? What!?” Eclipse burst into exclamations of confusion and shock.

“Simple, really. I want to be useful. They’ll throw me away eventually. And making you and sending you in will let me prove to them that I’m more than their personal mechanic.” Solar told him.

“Why are you telling me this?” Eclipse looked up at him from taking out the wire to his arm computer with slight apprehension. Eclipse could see the manic look in Solar’s eyes through that blank smiling expression all the daycare bots besides Earth had.

“Because you won’t remember it.” Solar snapped to shut him up, pulling out all but one of the wires to Eclipse, though he left him locked down to the table by the shackles.

“Why go after Lunar? You were supposed to kidnap him, not get in a verbal fight with him! You weren’t supposed to die!” Solar growled, injecting something into Eclipse’s code via the last wire connected to him. Eclipse didn’t know what it was, but it burned and ached in his head. It hurt, it felt like it was poison coursing through his code.

“What did you do to me!?” Eclipse strangled to growl as he thrashed on the table and tried to fight away and to get up.

“Something to make you a little easier to deal with.” Solar watched the poison run its course and dissipate into a constant hold on Eclipse’s code. It was made to essentially act as a chronic migraine and chronic pains. It would undoubtedly make Eclipse much easier to handle because Eclipse would be more focused on his chronic pains than he would be able to focus on finding Solar.

“Feeling it?” Solar asked, his grin becoming more malicious as he watched Eclipse shy from the light overhead and try to curl up, which was in vain due to the restraints, to sate the pain in his right chest like something was damaged inside, but it wasn’t.

“Make it stop. Please.” Eclipse weakly whined, eyes tightly shut, trying to avoid the light and his ears ringing at the high-pitched whine from the overhead light.

“No. This is going to be your punishment for not doing the right thing last time and just kidnapping Lunar.” Solar snapped, hooking the other wire up again, selecting all of Eclipse’s memories post-wake up and deleting them, which made Eclipse’s head drop back down with blue in his eyes as he bluescreened. Solar left to watch from the security cams in Fazer Blast as Eclipse booted back up.

Solar put his hand on one wall and made a portal to alert the others and cleared the two security cams, the one in Parts and Service and the one in Fazer Blast as he used the vents to get back to the theater in the daycare just in time for Eclipse’s directives teleported him to the daycare’s upstairs hallway just behind the balcony.

Solar watched intently as Moon came into the daycare to check on the spot Eclipse had died in. Solar was looking over the security cams ‘for Moon’. Realistically, he was checking to see if the data deletion from Parts and Service and Fazer Blast had worked right.

“And he was basically in the same spot as last time too.” Moon noted.

“Yeah, cosmic fate or something.” Solar muttered.

“Exactly. What I was thinking. Almost like he’s meant to die when he’s in or near this very spot.” Moon told him, standing in the spot where Eclipse had died the last time before this, the Eclipse they’d killed.

“Weird.” Solar hummed.

“I know.” Moon sighed, looking at the lack of anything where Eclipse had died. Solar saw movement upstairs and smirked that his plan had worked. The directives caused Eclipse to show he was alive immediately.

“Ah fuck.” Moon looked up and noted.

“You’re already back?” Solar asked with a roll of his eyes, coming over to stand by Moon.

“You thought I’d stay dead for long? That’s cute.” Eclipse looked at the both of them blankly, voice monotone. The directives are going a bit too much, but it was fine. Eclipse jumped down into the ball pit, and it seemed to rattle something in his head that made his new poisonous torture begin again.

“AH!” Eclipse disappeared mostly under the plastic spheres with his arms and head against the ‘island’ in the ball pit, seemingly unable to move now due to the migraine he now had. Solar grinned internally at how functional it was for Eclipse to come back to full consciousness in pain, but Solar didn’t show that or mention it.

“Whoa, shit, Jesus. Did you knock something out, idiot?” Moon asked as he waded into the ball pit and wrapped an arm around Eclipse to get the limp bot out of the ball pit, but Eclipse grabbed his arm and looked up at Moon.

“Shh, please.” Eclipse whispered, his hands going to his eyes to hold them closed, the high hum of the fluorescent bulbs in the daycare making his head ache and throb with pain.

“You got leftover pain from last time or something?” Moon asked.

“Please, I need somewhere quiet.” Eclipse kept his voice quiet, almost fragile with the migraine seeming to make him unable to make his voice any louder than that.

“Alright, one dark room without sound then and questions after.” Moon seemed sympathetic. This wasn’t good. Solar should’ve accounted for Moon’s occasional migraine at the light and had forgotten. Fuck.

Eclipse didn’t move his head but moved one hand to sign ‘yes please’, unable to do anything more because it was too painful. He was effectively blind, and everything hurt.

“Alright, weirdo, I’ll get you somewhere good.” Moon sighed, hooking his other arm under Eclipse’s knees to get him from the ball pit and then set Eclipse on his feet once he got them to the security desk. “Move your hands.” Moon instructed and grabbed his own emergency silicone eye pads from the small mini-fridge under the security desk and a stretchy headband that had buttons on the back to tighten and loosen it.

Eclipse slowly lowered his hands from his eyes, hesitantly, and Moon tilted his head back while Eclipse’s eyes were closed, putting the cold pads to Eclipse’s eyes and buttoning the headband snuggly around Eclipse’s faceplate to keep the pads in place.

Eclipse relaxed almost instantly, and Moon held his hands to guide him upstairs to the portal to his and Sun’s house. Eclipse could smell cat fur and fish vaguely. Both smells made him want to throw up, but Moon was guiding him away from them as he heard bits and pieces of a whispering conversation that he couldn’t focus on over the roar of his engines in his ears like a heartbeat.

He felt something soft under him and over him and quiet. Silence. Blessed silence. Eclipse relaxed and felt Moon’s arm on his shoulder, writing on him so Moon wouldn’t upset the migraine. ‘It’s okay. Relax. We’ll talk later.’ Eclipse signed for ‘yes’ and ‘thank you’, slowly drifting off to nightmares that held bits and pieces of memories that were thought to be deleted but were only buried in his subconscious.

Eclipse woke up in a cold ‘sweat’ with a scream. Animatronics couldn’t sweat, but he damn sure felt like he was with the nightmare? Memory? He didn’t know. But it scared him either way, and he slipped off the headband and eye pads into the bed in the dark room. Moon was asleep in the chair. Or he had been until Eclipse had seemingly woken up screaming.

“What happened!?” Moon buzzed up to attention and sighed seeing it was Eclipse sitting up in the bed looking panicked. “Hey, you came back and got a migraine immediately. You’re in my house. Don’t panic.” Moon tried to calm him, assuming Eclipse had screamed after not knowing where he was.

“It was Solar. It was Solar! He made me. He put some kind of poison in my code to make it hurt. Moon, please!” Eclipse told him.

“What?” Moon asked.

“Scan me. Scan my memories. He did it. I know he did it!” Eclipse told him.

“Alright, well, I’d have to hook you up to the computer in the daycare to check that, so come on.” Moon told him, guiding Eclipse up, hand supporting him when Eclipse’s joints felt like they would collapse under him from the aches in them. But he let Moon lead him. Moon was actually being nice to him. Was it pity? Was it sympathy? Eclipse didn’t know, but he was grateful for the help maneuvering anyway.

Moon got him into the daycare and Eclipse stayed hyperaware for any sight of Solar, looking around and checking corners as Moon hooked him up to the computer and began typing away on it to go through Eclipse’s memories. Most looked clear besides a chunk of memory that had been sent into Eclipse’s subconscious.

“This is weird. Is this what you remembered?” Moon asked as he brought the memory up and played through it, seeing Eclipse waking up and Solar talking to him and clearly angry. Moon could hear the entire audio of the memory and it made Eclipse shiver with familiarity, a chill going down his spine as his eye camera caught Solar’s angry face as Solar was chewing him out over going after Lunar the wrong way.

“Yes.” Eclipse told him.

“Well, this isn’t good.” Moon sighed, unplugging Eclipse from the computer. “I can’t get the virus that’s attached to your code out, I’m sorry. So I’ll take you back home again, and you can stay there with a heated blanket for the pain. This isn’t me forgetting that you’ve done shit in the past I don’t condone. This is me helping someone who’s struggling. Do not mistake my kindness for stupidity. I will be talking to you about this once it’s safer to do that.” Moon told him.

“Computer, lock access to Solar. If he comes in here, get him in the interview room.” Moon told the computer.

“Understood.” The computer told Moon as Moon guided Eclipse back to the portal to the house. Moon sat Eclipse on one of the couches and went to get the heated blanket. Sun was glaring accusingly, but he was appearing to ignore Eclipse regardless. Sun’s black cat jumped up on the couch and rubbed its head against Eclipse.

“Hi.” Eclipse lifted his hand a bit and pet the cat lightly, joints a bit too achy to do more than pet the cat’s back and sides,

“That’s Saturn.” Sun told him.

“Hi, Saturn.” Eclipse greeted the cat again as she rubbed on him, purring up a storm, which made him smile a bit as he leaned his head back onto the cushions on the back of the sofa. Saturn happily began to knead Eclipse’s thighs as he felt Moon put the heated blanket on top of him, and the cat shifted onto the back of the couch and rested its arm on his shoulder like it was keeping him there. Eclipse was asleep before he was even aware of the new whispering conversation in the kitchen nearby.

Moon sighed, leaning on the counter. Sun continued to rant and rave about how Eclipse could be lying. He just waited out the anger for Sun to have a pause. He’d rather his brother get the anger out than interrupt him and have Sun just completely lose it. Finally, the lull happened as Eclipse fell asleep on the couch and Sun looked to Saturn cozying up against Eclipse’s head, purring.

“Saturn hates mean people.” Sun tilted his head as he realized.

“Exactly. He’s behaving. He has no choice to, Sunny. Solar put a virus in him that melded to his code. He has chronic pain and chronic migraines because of it. That’s why he was here yesterday. He had a massive migraine after he was made again. I watched the memory that Solar tried to delete, he only pushed it to Eclipse’s subconscious. It was him booting up and Solar talking to him, talking about how we’ll throw Solar away and he made him to prove he’s more than a mechanic. Telling him he wasn’t supposed to get himself killed and was supposed to kidnap Lunar. He gave him that virus and then tried to wipe that chunk of memory from him.” Moon explained to Sun.

Moon then brought up his arm computer and showed Sun the download he’d done of Eclipse’s memory, showing Sun the interaction of Eclipse booting up and Solar. Sun’s expression slowly went from annoyance to shock at the visual and audio of the memory.

“Oh my god. Solar said that? That Eclipse was supposed to kidnap Lunar?” Sun asked.

“Yes. He said that shit.” Moon told him.

“Moon, I have put Solar into the interview room. He is behaving oddly.” Moon’s computer AI echoed through the house, making Tux hiss at it again for the third time this week alone. “Sorry, Tux.” The AI apologized to the cat.

“Alright, I’m coming. Sun, can you stay and watch Eclipse? I’ll message Earth to watch Lunar.” Moon asked Sun.

“Yeah, fine. But I’m calling you if he tries anything.” Sun told him.

“He won’t trust me.” Moon told him and patted his brother’s shoulder before going through the portal to the daycare, walking to the interview room under the theater, and observing first. Solar was angry, holding his head with one hand and angrily seeming to rant and rave with the other hand. As Moon watched him, Solar looked very…stressed? But also angry? It was very odd. The computer was right that he was behaving oddly.

Moon opened the door and entered the interview room, which made Solar turn to him and glare at him first before the expression dropped, and Solar looked at him with mild horror in his eyes.

“Moon, I need help.” Solar told him in a bit of panic. “Don’t fucking listen to that shit.” Solar growled as he glared again. But Moon saw it. The flash of blue in his eyes as if a Moon was taking over, his eyelights turning from orange to red. Moon could see it.

“Listen, I don’t know who the fuck you are, but that body is my best friend’s, and I want him back. So you’re gonna tell me what you are. Now.” Moon growled.

“And why should I?” Solar asked, chuckling a bit at him.

“Because I can and will wipe you. I have a backup of Solar and I’m a hundred percent sure whatever you are isn’t in it.” Moon told him.

“You wouldn’t dare.” Solar growled.

“I would, so talk.” Moon snapped back.

“Moon, it’s Crescent’s kill code!” Solar fought through to him for a few seconds.

“You’re a kill code, huh? Good, I know how to get rid of you, you damn virus.” Moon smiled at them. “Solar, how attached is it?” Moon asked.

“Not attached!” Solar growled, holding his head in pain as he fought off the kill code trying to take control. Solar’s control slipped, and the kill code attempted to go after Moon for a minute to prevent Moon from getting the USB in his finger into Solar’s head.

Solar regained control mid-chase and held the metal table before slamming his face down into the table, making his faceplate dent and crack, and steam poured from his processors. While Solar was basically laying his upper half on the table, Moon put the USB in and deleted the kill code, making Solar look up at him with his busted faceplate and a goofy smile in his delirium.

“I know, buddy, we’ll get you fixed.” Moon told him.

“Thank you. I…I killed Crescent and he transferred his kill code to me beforehand. I didn’t know. I couldn’t control it.” Solar told him.

“Bud, it’s alright. We’ll figure this shit out. Right now, Eclipse is fine, Lunar’s is fine, everyone’s fine. You didn’t hurt anyone.” Moon promised as he helped Solar from the interview room and into the portal to the house.

“Moon? What happened?” Sun asked, sitting on the couch with Netflix on as Eclipse idly watched with him.

“He had his brother’s kill code ported to him when he killed his brother. I got the kill code out after he smashed his face into the table in the interview room to make the kill code stop chasing me.” Moon told him. “I’ll fix him while he’s sleeping.” Moon waved away the worry of Solar being injured.

“Solar?” Eclipse asked.

“Yeah?” Solar asked back.

“Truce.” Eclipse told him simply.

“Damn, yeah. Truce.” Solar agreed.

“Uh, Solar, there’s a dimensional disturbance in Fazer Blast. Why is that there?” Moon asked.

“Um…I think Crescent’s kill code had friends he was letting in.” Solar admitted.

“Shit. Uhhhh, it looks like a Blood Moon.” Moon told him, showing him the footage of a Blood Moon coming out of the portal in Fazer Blast.

“Are you kidding me? I’m somehow a fucking father because of a kill code!?” Solar sighed, hiding his face in his hands.

“I’ll go get your babies and talk to them. Hopefully these ones are more reasonable than ours.” Moon sighed and went off to the portal again, leaving Sun behind to watch Netflix with Solar and Eclipse with Saturn and Tux both choosing Eclipse and Solar to sit on respectively.

#sun and moon show #sams #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf solar #fnaf eclipse #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #fnaf bloodmoon #snoweywrites #tw cursing #tw virus mention #tw memory loss mention #tw nightmare mention #tw death mention #tw angst mention

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visionthefox · 3 months

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small sams rant (I swear this one is dumb- but I need to let it out) SPOILERS I TALK ABOUT THE NEW EP. (specially Solar x Moon) RESUME : Im bothered over a simple one off scene that may not mean anything in the long run and can actually be debunked at any time -but my ass feels like complaining today..

I dont know how to feel about it. no I dont care for Jack, the use of new models is bound to happend, and the lore is mid- is to be expected no- what bothers me is the first SECONDS of it.. when Jack list the Celestial Family- he added Solar .. and.. that is bothersome for me ppl didnt used to have an issue shipping Solar and Moon., sure maybe it was just a crack ship or too small to be noticed, yet as time passed it was clear the two had created a bond.. now.. this bond could be seen as anyhing we wished for.. until Earth had to "ruin it" in a way- pushing (?) Solar into accepting to be call something related to family- as one can see in the ep Lunar is in huge trouble in VRCHAT- (but amma be honest? I know of this clip by this vid , since I avoid anything with Earth on it,but that clip is important) He is not really so eager to do- sure maybe is just Solar being Solar (also- I view that as pushy- you can tell me is not- but this is how I see it- Im the problem) but you may think! someone who pretty much had lost his whole family as he was force to leave them -and now is living under someone else place- would be at least happy to be accepted as family, if not just show gratitude -he can express happiness! he can laugh.-he for sure can say "oh.. well.. thanks you" and move on but what does he say? "you dont have to actually use a family tree for this- im just " and she cut him off - sure her intention may be good but she is so pushy about it .. he comes to actually say he may feel like a cousin and soon enough doesnt like the sound of that.. well he said "that does not roll of the tounge" and I googled what does it mean, so is not like he is not comfortable but also.. is not like He is %100 up to that tittle.. ALL OF THIS TO SAY - I feel like due to the "drama"? issue, with the ship and Earth now saying he is "part of the family" -whoever is on control of the channel had to take a decision.. and this may be it.. (no I dont think the VA sare in control. they are just VAsthey do a job) Solar can be classified as "family" - yet.. family can mean different things- from where Im from- we call say "you are like family to me" as a way to say "I feel close to you" but actually view the person as a good Friend- but the thing is, the show may want to just set Solar as family- and so avoid any if not all mention to a ship (and I know the term is often used for romantic, but I did see ppl like them to be both ace who just like each other) and I feel.. bad.. I feel like by doing this they ruin the fun of actually having a windows open for the joy of "what if" scenarios.. is not like ppl cant just make and AU like when ppl did to be able to ship Sun and Eclipse, just a silly AU to let loose- (silly hero and tamed villain type of thing) but yea.. idk.. Solar as actually a friend felt more right than him being "family"- dude is not one to actually ask ppl to do much bonding- nor he seems to actually be interested on these familiar things (the Christmas was more as a wholesome thing- in my eyes- (but also I didnt see if fully-again, I dont watch anyting with Earth on it)) but yea.. idk- is not even a big deal. but Im in love with their dymanics as besties.. (or lovers~)

#the sun and moon show #tsams #sams rant

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atonalginger · 18 days

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WIP Wednesday and Update to Stowaway Savior!

Today is another twofer day where you get a peek and also a major story update. The search section of Stowaway Savior is written and I'll be uploading it in chunks as I work on the final third.

The latest update is eight (8) chapters (once again they're shorter chapters) and you can find it on ao3 by clicking HERE!

If you want to start from chapter 1 you can click here!

for the WIP Wednesday preview I have a peek at chapter 14 with Cooper and Moonlight.

When Cooper returned with his uniforms and his militia issued electronics and suit he found Moonlight had crushed the radio in their metal hand and were in the process of picking apart the internals, snipping wires with a special attachment in their arm and snapping larger fiberglass pieces.

“Having fun there?” Cooper asked.

“My processes are not programed for fun,” Moonlight replied, “this object endangered my captain. I am simply ensuring it will no longer work and therefore no longer endanger anyone again.”

“You’re angry then,” Cooper walked over to the ramp controls and bumped it on with his elbow, “and before you say your processes aren’t programed for it I will say that don’t matter, what you are doing is a display of anger.”

The model-A stood still as the bay opened up, the ramp extending out for them to walk out onto the rocky dirt surface to discard the gear. Cooper could hear the optical sensors whirring again. When Moonlight spoke their voice was softer than it had been, “my database confirms your assessment. I am acting on anger. This is bad.”

“I didn’t say it was bad,” Cooper corrected, “you will want to be careful how you express your anger but the emotion itself isn’t bad.”

“I am a model-A robot designed by Lunar Robotics. Our processes are not designed for emotional displays.” Moonlight shuffled their body down the ramp alongside Cooper, “This display is a bug.”

“I disagree,” Cooper said as he tossed his gear under the landing gear thrusters, “I know another model-A like you, Whiz, and she shows plenty of emotions.”

“Whiz,” Moonlight repeated, “she is in pieces in the engineering office right now. She was insistent she be loaded into a ship. She was…scared.”

“Her captain is missing,” Cooper pointed to the pile while glancing to the broken radio, “I’ve had the pleasure of working with her in the field and she takes her role seriously.”

“Yes,” Moonlight tossed the chunks of radio in a stiff mimicry of Cooper’s actions, “my database holds records of her work. Zeke gave me her history to better prepare me for this mission.”

“That’s probably where you learned anger then,” Cooper offered a smile and motioned for them follow him back onto the ship, “just make sure you don’t take out your anger on living organisms and equipment that still has use. And the ship, don’t hurt my ship.”

“Of course, Captain…er,” Moonlight’s voice hitched and a weird mechanical noise rumbled out of the chassis, something Cooper suspected was close to a clearing of a throat, “Rodeo.”

“It’s okay,” Cooper assured his robot, “won’t worry too much on it. Let’s get moving so we can scan this planet. This is going to be a long one.”

“Yes, Captain Rodeo,” Moonlight said.

Cooper turned to look at the model-A as the loading bay closed, swearing to himself that the robot used an ornery tone. As he studied Moonlight he thought for a moment he saw a glint in one of the optical sensors.

Cheeky bastard.

#wip wednesday #starfield fanfiction #atonalginger writes #Stowaway Savior #the coemancer crew #crimson fleet #Sam Coe #Starborn!Sam #oc: Lila #oc: Goose #oc: Cooper Benbow #starfield Delgado #oc: Ruby #big update

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lumilasi · 4 months

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Three out of four staff made. I decided to make Thalia appear older than her original, ages old design, as she's been around ever since Harrow was a kid, and Harrow is considered an older gentleman even among Soul Eaters.

Now only the energetic Scarlet left

Anyway, more Thalia info below:

Name: Thalia Swanson

Nicknames: Ma'am (rest of the staff) Swan/Lia (Harrow)

Age: Unknown, but she is older than even her employer Harrow, who is roughly 230 years old.

Height: 176 cm

Occupation: Butler/Chief-of-staff of the Blackthorne Mansion

Family: unknown

Friends: her staff, Harrow's wife Yui, Rikka & Hanma(Harrow's cousin and his wife.)

Love interest: none

Abilities:

Clairvoyance: She can see the history of objects/read memories

Dreamwalking: She can enter into other people's dreams and manipulate them.

Mooncycles: Thalia is capable of affecting the cycles of the moon, creating eclipses, full moons, new moons, etc for various purposes, such as when needing to weaken a full-moon powered being, or requiring to summon something that needs the specific cycle of the moon to be present. (This is more of an illusion than her literally moving the moon, but the effect is the same)

Elemental control: The elements at her disposal include wind, light and shadows. She is most adept at using wind for telekinesis purposes, light for using banishing spells, and shadows for trapping things

Moonlight mesmerizing: She can essentially hypnotize and command beings connected to the moon/being powered by it, such as werewolves or moonfairies.

Weaknesses:

She's not the most social outside work, and tends to come off intimidating even when she doesn't mean to. (MORE TBA)

Personality:

Thalia is fairly serious, no-nonsense person who takes her job very seriously. Despite seemingly getting easily irritated by everyone's shenanigans around her, she is actually quite fond of them, and would never change their chaotic nature for anything.

She is intelligent and very scholarly, meaning she enjoys diving deep into topics she is interested in and learning more about them, and really despises it when people spread false information or make it clear they don't know what they are talking about. She actually really enjoys teaching, but tends to not get to do it too often given her job, so if she is allowed to tell someone about a subject she is knowledgeable of, she can get very into it.

Thalia is actually a fairly good teacher and keeps people's attention easily, but due to knowing people find her a bit difficult to approach and "cold" she doesn't often realize this and feels like she's not that good at it. (She is also well liked by kids, because while she seems stern, she is very fair and actually listens and engages kids in a manner that doesn't make them feel like their thoughts are stupid)

BG Story Summary

Nobody in the current Blackthorne/Araknos family knows when exactly she showed up, Harrow's parents never really elaborated on it much (because he didn't ask) but all Harrow can tell, is that she's always had the grayish silver hair, it is either natural color thanks to her lunar-based powers, she's already of older age, or the color was natural through other means. (Thalia never elaborates on this)

She is a very mysterious woman in other words, and sometimes there are questions whenever she is just another Sorceress, or something else....

Fun Facts:

The little bits she has told her past includes: she used to have blond hair, helped banish a bloodthirsty lost soul who was causing havoc in a town somewhere, and the black journal she carries used to belong to this spirit (These are references to her old story I had for her)

She has never expressed any sort of romantic or physical interest towards anyone as far as Harrow remembers, so he suspects she is Aro-Ace. Shen never really confirms or denies this

Her style outside of work is a mixture of vintage/retro glamour and business casual

She does have a sorceress form, but Harrow has only seen it once as a child, and can barely remember it.

When Harrow's family was attacked, Thalia wasn't there because she was staying in the human world manor; they'd given her a vacation, but she'd preferred to just stay in the manor and just relax for a moment instead of bossing around staff. (Typically at least the nonhuman staff would go with the family to the mirror realm)

She does feel guilty over not being there, believing she perhaps could've saved them and prevented the whole massacre from taking place. As a result she is even more strict about security in the manor nowadays.

#artists on tumblr #oc illustration #oc info #oc reference #character design #butler #lumi's chaotic creations #lumi's art scribbles #Night city parlor #Thalia Swanson #The mage and the mobster

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amphiptere-art · 11 months

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Fumbled feast

Violent. Very very violent. Lots of robo gore. Do not read if you are squeamish.

Blue Moon shook his head as he was fumbled into a new universe. Growling softly at the discomfort it caused. Simply assess his surroundings. He was in... a jail cell? He looked around briefly at the bars. They shimmered with a magic spell. Something easily broken. Gazing down the bars until he hit another figure. He stared briefly at them. What was that a lunar of some kind?

A growl behind him cut off his line of thought. Turning around with the larger growl only to pause. In front of him stood what he could only guess was a blood moon. It was about the size of his brother. His head meeting the lower part of his chest. Their hands were cuffed. A strange mark on one of his hands. The blood moons alert position though masked its predicament. Briefly looking behind him proved that the lunar in the other cell had a similar looking cuffs and mark. But the blood moon growled as soon as he eyed his cellmate.

Who are you?

The blood Moon merely hissed. A simple curiosity waned by caution. Blue Moon straightened. His rays brushing the roof of the cell. At least he fit. He bounced slightly in order to hopefully loosen the mood.

Who am I? I am you. And them too.

He briefly pointed to the lunar across the room.

But do not worry. I have no riddle to rhyme. Except for the name Blue Moon. That one is mine.

The words flowed easily out of his mouth. The cheer-ish feeling to them seeming the calm the blood Moon in front of him.

You talk like I once did. Blue Moon... How did you get here. Where is your way in.

The blood moon in front of him seemed to get antsy. Apparently escaping the way he came in was a top priority. But given the placement they were he couldn't expect anymore. But unfortunately for the blood moon the way he came in wasn't even an exit for himself.

Sorry crimson eyes. The rules do not bend for me. And neither will they bend for you. But while I'm stuck here in this gloom. Perhaps I can show you a way out of this room.

The blood moons face scrunched with disappointment but it seems to relax at the mention of another exit. But Blue Moon had the wonder why was he in a cage in the first place? And the lunar on the other side of the room too. They both had cuffs on their hands. And the bars and cuffs we're both enchanted slightly. Whoever put them in here wanted them to stay in. But it was clear by the damage on their bodies that whoever had them here was also having their fun.

So you can get us out! Can you do it now! The guard comes-

The blood moon was cut off by foot steps up the hallway that led to the jail cells. The blood Moon quickly panicked. Motioning for the overly large bot to come to him. Blue Moon started taking some steps before freezing. There were no hiding places in the cell. Did the blood Moon think he could hide him behind them? Blue Moon's face scrunched in confusion at the thought. Giving the panicking blood moon questioning stare. But before he could contemplate it much further he heard a gasp behind him.

He turned around and looked down at the bot that had arrived. He recognized this one. Solar. A soft smile stretched across his face. Solar had been an interesting first encounter. He had near killed the bot when he first spawned into their universe. Teleporting to the one that was closest to name to him. The second time he met him was when he had TF lunar with him. Where are the mistake he had made and was quickly rectified. But as he looked upon his old friends angry expression. He realized something was wrong.

Shimmering reflection! Old friends. Sorry sorry that we must meet again. Why the long face old friend?

Blue Moon stared into the colorful bots eyes. Hoping for recognition. He found none.

I don't know who you are. And I don't care how you got in there. But you better start explaining yourself.

Solar growled at him. A spear raised at the bars. He faltered slightly. Sure they weren't great friends but he had thought they were passed suspiciousness. Although given the fact he didn't know who he was was a worrisome. He looked back at the blood moon. Whose name he still hadn't gotten. The blood moon sat there, anger and fear in his posture. They were scared of solar? He made a motion towards solar with a shrug. The blood moon seemed the falter himself. Clearly off guard by Blue Moon's nonchalant examination of the situation.

Well!?

Blue Moon looks briefly back at his friend. Tilting his head slightly as his rays rattled. Before waving a hand in air and activating a bunch of runes. The magic in the cell tried to falter him. But he only used it his advantage to enact the spell further. Runes also appeared around solar. The bot jumping in surprise. But before he could Swat them away Blue Moon got the full just of the situation. Brainwashing.

Blue Moon growled. Anger bubbling up as his rays retracted in place. His blue pupil shifting quickly into the pentagram that showed his red moon's programming.

You do not know me. But I know you. I will stand my ground against the demon fool.

With a growl he stepped forward briefly running on all fours before he reached the end of the cell. Solar jumps slightly. Clearly off guard by the quickened pace. Blue Moon grabs the bars of the cell. Runes erupting out on his ribbons and arms and some around the bars themselves. Before solar could even give him a half heartened threat he pushed with all his might and the bars snapped.

The magic shattering under the strain of the runes and his own strength. Solar quickly tried to attack him. To put them in back in the broken cell he wasn't sure. But with a quick thought runes stop solars movements in an instant. Carefully shackled by magic in what was clearly a pose of a stab. Solar growled before mumbling at the surprise. Solar gave him a face that nearly made him falter. Before a clawed hand simply raised itself up before shoving it to the ground.

Sit.

Solar could do nothing as he was shackled into a position on the ground much like a dog sitting. Clearly trying to get out of the restraints but having no power to do so. Blue Moon looked back at the cell. Stuttering slightly at the loss of the blood moon before he saw that it was clearly trying to break the latch on the other cell for the lunar. Blue moon simply turned around to the part of the bars that was nearest to him. Using his runes again to snap the bars off.

Both the blood Moon and the lunar simply stared at him in surprise. Before the lunar quickly jogged over and escaped through the hole he had made.

Thank you. thank you thank you thank you. thank you so much. I heard your name but you don't know ours. I'm lunar and that's crimson.

Blue Moon looks at the both of them. Happy to finally know their names. He cleared his throat slightly and knowing he had nothing to stop the way their names would come out.

Hello to you soft glow and maroon sight. I hope you don't mind if I use a name more of my kind?

He smiled briefly. Quickly turning into a soft frown as lunar and crimson seems a question his nicknames. But before they can ask too much solar shouted out.

Eclipse the prisoners are escaping! Somebody get down here and help!

Crimson growled still shackled by chains that kept his hands to itself. Blue Moon quickly looked over, shining off his claws before slicing the chains in half with a simple swipe. Both the lunar and blood Moon were clearly stunned. But they barely had time to assess the situation before more footsteps sounded themselves.

This place is a mystery to me. So claw and foot is shall be.

Without much warning he scooped up lunar onto his back before nodding at crimson to follow behind him. He really would prefer if they led. But he didn't really have the time to ask for that. Solar yelled after them as he and crimson ran out. Blue moon preferring his bipedal stance for the run. They made it halfway up before he encountered.. Freddy??? He didn't have much time to contemplate the thought that a false light would keep the rest of the animatronics alive as he barreled past. Soon he found the balcony and he was off like a rocket. lunar above him crying out for him to stop while crimson only yelled in fear.

He ran out into the open air. The lunar clutching his frill with a ferocity that it might rip. They free falled only for a second before Blue Moon summoned his stepping stone runes underneath him. Running out slightly before stopping to make sure that crimson could follow. Crimson stared at the steps as if he had never seen magic before. But a guard running up behind him quickly stopped his questioning and he stepped on the runes. Blue Moon making sure they disappeared behind him so the guards could not follow.

The two of them stepped out into the air more so that the spears could not hit their marks. Blue Moon stopping to catch his breath slightly after such an escape. Only having so much time to contemplate their freedom slightly before the electric collars that he had failed to see around crimson and lunar's necks activated. Both of them screaming out in surprised pain making blue moon flinch. Runes briefly disappearing before he quickly caught himself. Quickly casting the rune underneath crimson to grow larger so that the bot could collapse in agony without falling.

A deafening laugh brought his eyes upward. Above them on a another balcony was the false light. Eclipse. Blue Moon growled. Eyeing the remote that he held in his hand that was causing his companions pain. Blue Moon stiffened. Taking lunar off his back and placing him on the same rune crimson was sitting on. Standing up with this claws outstretched. In front of them. Casting a small barrier around the two.

Well look it's the ribbon devil. Back for round two.

Blue Moon growled. Remembering his first encounter. After he had just found out that solar wasn't that world's Eclipse he had went out hunting. Almost killed the thing before the cube sent him back home. Back then it was weak. But now he could guess it had the star. And it would be much stronger.

False light your ending is near. Fall down gently and I might devour you quicker than you can hear.

The two only stared at each other for a second.

Within a flash the false light dashed forward. Blue Moon following suit. They both collided with a fury. Blue Moon quickly tried to go for killing blow. But having fought this Eclipse before it quickly dodged. Eclipse's clawed hands coming to grab his jaw. His jaw stuck and his hands colliding with the others Blue Moon summoned a rune on his shoulder. Eclipse only glanced at it for a second before it released it's power. Eclipse quickly flew off of him holding up an hand to his injured face. Caressing the now smoldering mark.

Blue Moon didn't offer him a chance to assess his injury before he was behind him. Snapping his jaws forward. But this time when the eclipse tried to grab him he quickly readjusted. Jaws snapping down at the hand. Eclipse let out a startled yell turning around to try and pry his hand out of the much taller bots grasp. Blue Moon only sneered. Spinning his head around quickly as the Eclipse could only watch as he ripped off his hand and arm like an alligator would.

Quickly another hand came up this slash at the offending face. Blue Moon stopping the rotation to grimace in pain. Eclipse quickly separated himself from his attacker. Looking briefly at the torn off hand before looking up at Blue Moon. Blue Moon only sneered adjusting the hand in his mouth as he ate the appendage. Nano machines is mouth quickly making work of it to give him access energy. Eclipse only stared in shock before quickly summoning his spear and going back into the fray.

Blue Moon prepared a runic shield as the spear clashes into him. Licking his lips in a taunt through the magical rune. Serving only to fester the false light more. Eclipse tried to adjust his position but Blue Moon anticipated the move and a rune that had already been summoned quickly revealed itself. Eclipse only having seconds for his eyes so widen before the rune quickly blasted off. Eclipse screamed as the spear clattered into the vast space below them. Blue Moon had just shot off his arm.

Eclipse launched himself back off of his attacker. Quickly readjusting to the situation. Blue Moon was stronger than he had anticipated.

Deciding to pull all the shots Eclipse summoned his star. Blue Moon tenses with anticipation but he only had seconds before the star blasted off a beam towards him. Eclipse smiled as his attacker seemed to vanish. Looking around the space before his eyes fell on crimson and lunar. They were still being held up by a rune. A gutteral growl was heard behind him.

What a welcoming well of energy. Oh how quickly you shall be feld by your enemy.

Without much warning Blue Moon chopped down on his faceplate. Eclipse's remaining arms stretching out to try and claw off the invader. Blue Moon simply growled and chopped down tighter. His clawed feet and hands gripping into Eclipse. Leaving no room for escape. Eclipse only called upon the stars power. Blasting Blue Moon off with a ring of energy. Blue Moon fumbled in the air before he caught himself. Growling before summoning another teleportation rune to try and disorient his attacker.

Eclipse was having none of it and he quickly snuffed out the rune. Causing Blue Moon to screech in terror as the rune fizzled out mid jump. Causing the lower half of his body to be caressed in magic burns. Blue Moon turned to snarl only to gasp as another beam of energy soared towards his direction. Blue Moon quickly dodged only the panic slightly as the beam didn't disappear. It's simply seemed to continue following him. Nipping at his heels as he ran through the air.

Eclipse laughed at his attackers pathetic display. Quickly summoning another beam of energy to follow him from the other side. Soon eclipse had four beams following him. Sometimes veering off to try and catch him off guard only to miss with a quick dodge. But Blue Moon was getting tired. As much as the energy of the star provided enough for him to keep casting runes his own stamina was another thing. Shit. Blue Moon quickly readjusted his plans. As much as he wanted to kill the false light he definitely could not do it now.

Blue Moon ran towards the runic platform he had somehow kept up that crimson and lunar were on. The two's eyes widening as Blue Moon seem to charge towards them. Perhaps out of fear that the beams would hit them also. But Blue Moon quickly flipped his ribbon tails as he got close. The two of them flying through the air on the rune as it was tossed in a random direction away from the castle.

Briefly hearing eclipses growl of disappointment before he used the temporary distraction to summon his best spell in a desperate attempt. the three large runes summoned out behind him. Others of different elements joining the fray. The eclipse only had a second to look back before the runes shot off. The power expanding out in a large radius towards the false light.

Eclipse only had a millisecond to summon the star in front of him as a shield as the power of the blast consumed him. Blue Moon breathed heavily. Tired from the constant running. Only the screech out and pain as the four beams that were following him quickly caught up. His whole body burned with the power of the strikes. Runes fizzling out as the user that summoned them went unconscious. He started to fall towards Earth below them.

But unfortunately his fall is cut short as eclipse caught him midfall with the magic of the star.

Well...huf. you were...huf. a fight..huf.

Eclipse was breathless as he held up and now limp blue moon. He briefly wondered if he should just destroy the thing. But a smile caressed on his face as he thought of something better.

Such a strong fighter. I'm sure you'll make a good head guard.

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Solar (shimmering reflection).

Crimson (maroon sight/crimson eyes).

BTB Lunar (soft glow).

BTB Eclipse (false light).

Blue Moon.

Wow this story went longer than I thought it would. I'll make a illustration for this later.

I wanted to show Blue Moon losing. A fight with Lord Eclipse seemed like a good idea to do this with. Plus I found it kind of interesting that BTB Eclipse might try to brainwash him. Of course nothing can stop Blue Moon's sporadic teleportation. But perhaps he could brainwash him to come back? Idk depends on how much BTB Eclipse would be able to understand of how the sporadic teleportation works.

But yeah I had a thrill writing out the fight. I wanted to show that Blue Moon definitely knows what he's doing. But when faced with the might of the star there's not much you can do.

Hopefully lunar and crimson landed safely after their rune was chucked into the great unknown.

@artoutoftheblue

#tw injury #tw implied violence #tw beating #tw dismemberment #cw violence #cw implied violence #cw beating #cw injury #cw dismemberment #breaking the bounds au #red blue and black #blue moon #story #crossover

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deus-ipsum · 16 days

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The Baphomet

YAY its done!!!

I had abandoned this a very long time ago as just a sketch, but this recent burst of artistic energy has made me go back and finish what I started. I had much fun finishing this piece and so absorbed in it that I used all the class time I had to do so which left some other things unfinished, but I will go and get those done too.

It has been far too long since I felt joy in sketching and making full pieces; I have also never felt this proud of a piece either. I have made drawing that fill me with pride and joy, but this is different... maybe it is from all the progress I made in my skills, the spiritual meaning this piece holds or maybe both. I'm glad I left the drawing as is before coming back because in the time I left it undone I had learned many skills that I had longed to acquire like textures such as the fur. It may have a few flaws here and there, but the only thing I can gain is experience and knowledge of what to do differently in the future.

Besides the quality of the piece I was really motivated to draw this creature because of the many spiritual symbols it holds that are important to Satanism. This is my first Satanic art piece and a great start for the many more I wish to create; I believe this to be the best artwork I have ever created as of now and I'm not saying this in a "I'm the best artist in the world" type of way I'm trying to express my deep love for this drawing and how it will hold a special place in my heart.

Like it says in the title this is the Baphomet a mythical creature, symbol, and deity to some and is of pagan origin. It is a big symbol in Satanism since it holds many spiritual ideas; I will list them.

1. The Baphomet is male and female representing spiritual duality.

2. The goat head (and hooves to go with it) represent life and fertility. (I also added a tail because of another version I saw and tails are cool!). The horns by themselves represent spiritual power.

3. The great wings (I made them the wings of a raven) represent the wings of the soul and spiritual power. The raven is also one of the sacred animals of Satan and a symbol of wisdom and magic.

4. The two Snakes spiraling around a rod are a symbol of life. (you probably recognize it as the Caduceus which are up in hospitals and seen nowadays as DNA and a symbol of healing)

5. The hand position is called "as above so below" and references the spiritual connection between the earth and the cosmos which is important to obtaining spiritual power. (There is also writing on the forearms saying "solve" and "coagula", but I did not add it)

6. The pentagram, which I inverted to also include the teachings of Satanism, can mean a lot of different things, but I know that it mostly represents the elements of the soul.

7. The torch represents wisdom and intelligence which is a very important aspect to Satanism.

8. The crescent moons symbolizes the lunar cycle which is important to magick (and I love the moon!).

9.The writing on the bottom Nullus est deus præter me ipsum is Latin and means "There is no god but myself"; these are Satan's words and He is saying how we all have spiritual freedom we just need to find and obtain it within ourselves.

10. The Morning Star is an addition that is not in the original art piece, but it is seen as the Lightbringer Lucifer.

Lastly there is something I must explain about this creature. Ever since my fascination with the Baphomet began, I've started to see a lot of misconceptions about it and I must explain that it is a antient spiritual symbol and NOT a Demon or or Demonic creature in any way and is NOT a representation of Satan.

Original design by Éliphas Lévi, 1854: gnosticwarrior.com/wp-content/…

#baphomet #satanism #spirituality #traditional art

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dinoburger · 2 years

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since a bunch of stuff got wiped from this blog, I thought it might be a good time to repost these guys - I came up with a bunch of fusion designs for the original DHMIS teachers back in... 2016? 2017?

definitely had fun with these guys

1st row:

Anniversary (Tony + Shrignold)

Dream Journal (Sketchbook + Lamp)

2nd row:

Love Letter (Shrignold + Sketchbook)

Projector (Hugo + Lamp)

Sun Dial (Tony + Hugo)

3rd row:

Nightmare Fuel (Steak + Lamp)

Streamers (Spinach + Sketchbook)

4th row: height comparison

there’s a bunch of extra doodles, original descriptions/profiles and stuff

Anniversary:

An anniversary is a date which marks a time when something very important happened, like birthdays and weddings!

Anniversary is a Tony+Shrignold fusion who talks in a very gentle voice and is a condescending, sarcastic asshole.

Dream Journal:

They are a dream journal teacher who has a tendency to make snarky comments at their students, a result of Sketch’s passive aggressive nature and Larry’s way of just blurting out whatever comes to mind. This also means they sometimes say things they soon regret.

While their lessons are a little more structured than the lamp alone, everything sidetracks and derails into nightmarish horror fairly quickly.

They’re very chipper and lighthearted, a little dizzy at times but fairly balanced.

Love Letter:

Hello there boys and girls! Did you know? Writing is a very CREATIVE way of expressing your FEELINGS! Let’s try it together!

Love Letters is a Sketchpad+Shrignold fusion who likes to encourage students to write out their feelings and c o n f e s s t h e i r s i n s.

They spend most of their lessons trying to tease out secret feelings from their victims and encouraging them to write everything down, even their most terrible thoughts. Even the thoughts they didn’t think they had. Even the ones they most certainly didn’t have until LL started to meddle and pry and persuade them.

But, not to worry. LL is a good friend who keeps secrets. If only at the cost of them knowing what terrible people their victims are. Privately.

They also devour and store away discarded and scribbled out papers and letters. The more emotionally charged the letters are, the more frenzied LL becomes.

They are very sweet and always smiling. A teacher and a friend.

Their “weapon” is just a letter opener, and the text on the back of their “wings” is always changing whenever they open and shut.

Constellation Projector:

“Stars can tell the future, they know when we are born and they know how we will die!”

Very knowledgeable about “astronomy” and is enthusiastic to talk about unfortunate horoscopes. The more you believe in them, the worse it gets.

They’re pretty happy-go-lucky, kinda goofy too.

They can only talk through their mouth, however their moon changes expressions and it’s eye dilates sometimes when really excited.

Sun Dial (clockwork solar system):

They’re our space+time teacher, a weird mishmash of a sundial and a clockwork solar system model. Always happy to give misinformation about lunar cycles and planetary eclipses.

The two go hand in hand, especially since we basically created the calendar from cycles of the moon and sun.

They are very orderly, but aren’t stern like Tony. Not quite as boisterous as Hugo either. They have… the aura of something very otherly.

Lots of moving parts, hands on the outer ring that can move individually and a face that’s hinged.

Nightmare Fuel (cooking pot):

so I ended up with this luminous cooking pot teacher… they don’t really “teach” so much as they scare the living daylights out of their students (punishment for eating too much before bed time…)

a lot of what they do seems to be completely bizarre and illogical, but the steaky side of their personality often has some sort of reasoning behind it, granted they don’t often bother explaining

like lamp they can get very giggly, but not in the dizzy sort of way lamp does, in fact it sounds much more sinister and unnerving

the third arm they have doesn’t do much except flail around, more like an antenna than an arm

Streamers (party cup, birthday card):

They are a paper party cup/birthday card called Streamers and they can teach you how to make a birthday cake…

…out of your friends…

…and then make you eat it…

#dhmis #dhmis fusions #dbarts

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chocolix76 · 7 months

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Threw together a beta unfinished first chapter for my SAMS Coraline AU which most likely is not going to be out until next year. I just wanted something to work from whenever I finally start working on it.

Keep in mind this is very much a beta and is unfinished! Think of it as a small teaser.

Word count: 644

Despite the lively appearance of the daycare with its bright blue foam floors to play structures with vibrant colors that matched every color of the rainbow to the ball pit with multicolored plastic balls that glittered under the bright lights, the daycare felt dead to Lunar. To a child visiting the daycare, even the regulars, the daycare felt like a wonderland with the nearly blinding colors that made up every object, to the lively daycare attendant, Sun. Everything seemed perfect, a place where children of all ages could laugh and play for hours with new and exciting things to do every hour, where tears were rarely ever spilled. However, Lunar knew better. He knew this place was far from the lively haven that the children thought it to be.

Lunar knew so much better. He knew that when the large wooden doors swung shut once the last child had been picked up by their loving parents, the lively and vibrant facade of the daycare immediately melted away as if it had never existed in the first place. No child would ever know what happened behind the closed doors of the daycare when the lights went out in the rest of the Pizzaplex, the wonderful building children dreamed of coming to closing to prepare for yet another long day. However, Lunar knew the true side of the daycare all too well. More often than not, he wished he were one of those ignorant children who waltzed into the daycare to play all day and left without knowing a thing. Never once had the daycare attendants neglected them like they had neglected Lunar.

“Sun! Moon! Are we going to do something fun tonight or is it just going to be the same old boring cleaning?” Lunar whined, hanging upside down from the balcony of their room, his head dangling off the edge so he could partially see the ball pit and the daycare beyond. “All you both do is work! Can’t you do something fun for a change? I heard that Monty is having a concert at Gator Golf, won’t you both come with me?”

As per usual, Lunar’s question was met with an instinctive grunt from Moon who was working at his computer yet again, leaving Lunar wondering if he had even heard his question in the first place. Unlike Moon, Sun immediately rushed over to him, dragging his younger brother back on the balcony by the ankles. From the pinched expression on Sun’s face, Lunar had a feeling he was about to be scolded, but a brief scolding was better than being ignored.

“Lunar, how many times do I have to tell you that being near the edge of the balcony is dangerous!” Sun cried, his voice raising a couple of octaves as it usually did when he was worried or scolding a child, or his own brother in this case. “If you fall off and land head first into the ball pit, Moon isn’t going to be happy that he’ll have to fix you. He’s busy enough as it is and we both know it.”

“You jump headfirst into the ballpit everyday! How is this any different? It’s not like I was about to fall off,” Lunar sighed, sitting up and crossing his arms, wishing just like any other day, that something exciting would happen. “Besides, you never answered my question. I think it would do you and Moon some good to get out of this daycare and enjoy yourself for once instead of stressing yourself out needlessly.”

“I’m having plenty of fun cleaning up the daycare!” Sun retorted, checking behind him as if trying to find a good opening to escape this conversation. “Besides, cleaning up is more important than a useless concert at Gator Golf. You go by yourself, but make sure to come back before it gets too late.”

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #daycare attendant #fanfic writing #writing

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2n2n · 2 years

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possession.

......for fun, spinning off of the possessive part of my last post, let's go a little farther, and away from Kou. A fun place! What would it be like, if Kou attempted to save Yashiro, and Hanako unleashed a full force of completely selfish possessiveness? The event horizon of his unwillingness to share Yashiro with anyone?

What does it mean to possess a life? Hanako has been afraid, this whole time, by his growing feelings for Yashiro. Hanako does not trust, or like, himself. Hanako is evasive of his feelings, he diverts and jokes about them quickly, or he buries them deep. Perhaps he is reasonably scared of what his own emotions do to him.

...Hanako’s seal is a very purifying metaphor in this all. Something physically inhibiting him from his full capability. A person who can’t be trusted with his own power. A person who feels he must be limited. Yashiro could remove that seal at any moment, and, he doesn’t ask her to.

.... what may the circumstances of Tsukasa's murder have been? Why did Amane feel the need to kill Tsukasa? .... Their family's death was termed as an ikka-shinjuu, or a family homicide/suicide (there are more particulars to how and why it would be termed as that and not simply a homicide, but that’s a bit much to get into on a post about a manga for me). How did their parents die? Did it really look convincingly like a mutual agreement, or something done out of one individual’s will or sense of responsibility, from the outside? Their mother wanted to see Tsukasa exorcised in some manner. So what was it like, living with her, longterm, after the fact? What was dad like, between all of this? Mental health isn't charitable in 1960s Japan. How was she treated? How was Tsukasa treated?

I guess I would suggest... what if someone else attempted to 'free' Tsukasa from this affliction? What if mom, or dad, after enough years, wanted to see the whole family absolved of their misery and trappings? Either to send him away, or, perhaps, to perform a mercy-killing. Their mom loved Tsukasa, so I’m sure seeing him ‘taken over’ by ’something else’ for years, could erode her sense, to the point of justifying something extreme. Or perhaps their father would take the responsibility for them all, after enough managing hysterics and coping.... or my favorite: perhaps Tsukasa himself couldn’t take it anymore, and tried to ‘escape’ via suicide. who knows!

What if Amane, who had been possessive of his 'lunar rock' as his 'prized possession' only he 'believes is real', was unable to handle another (even Tsukasa himself) trying to make a decision with regards to Tsukasa's life?

What if it was an act of possessiveness, which drove Amane to kill Tsukasa? What if it was neither honorably defensive, nor protective-- and yet sortof both of those emotions-- and, still an act born out of love, passion, obsession? But tastelessly so, like a slobbering, frothing animal. What if Amane, as Tsukasa's defender, and brother, couldn't handle any parent, or Tsukasa himself, usurping control over Tsukasa's fate? That would be something to feel guilty, and ashamed of, even if the circumstances at the time were tragic, and cornering. Even if things were horrible, and extreme, I don't think one could internally justify a feeling suchas that. Something like that would make an expression... and a guilt, suchas this feel, ah.... reasonable?

ohhh if the murder was in its own way, indulgent, to Amane’s possessiveness. If it was motivated by a selfish desire to take Tsukasa for his own, forever, for always. An all-consuming urge to have dominion over one’s life.....

If it felt good to do, and that’s why he can’t forgive himself. Less merciful than it was...... finally showing his unrestrained need for control.

... I guess thematically that would be really cool, to me. If Hanako.... were to possessively, irrationally, ensure Yashiro isn't saved, due to feeling too possessive to allow someone else to control her life........ .......and if Amane had passionately, irrationally killed Tsukasa, to ensure he can't be 'saved' by anyone but himself. Perhaps if he had endured, valiantly and lovingly, some manner of abuse from Tsukasa... he would feel more owed the honor of his fate. ...as the only person who truly loved him, even at his worst. .... mightn’t it feel insulting then, if someone else intervenes? After all he’s done? He already behaves as though Tsuchigomori is grossly disrespecting something by trying to get involved in it. Maybe Amane wanted their situation to stay isolated, between them both. And so, the murder-suicide becomes the ultimate indulgence of that satisfying absoluteness.

If Hanako/Amane have a problem with possessiveness and ownership of those he adores, who he keeps as servants and enshrined objects........that would be, Pretty Cool. A Kannagi, and a Yorishiro...... Unmistakably his property. Wouldn't it be funny to walk into the same inevitable foibles of his personality....?

As Tsukasa says....

the joint bound fates of those beloved by Yugi Amane ♥

#small JSHK thought #avvy's JSHK

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solarstellarstar · 2 years

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OC Info★

Thanks for tagging me @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat :> This was super fun to fill out and I may have even revealed so much information about Solar that not a lot of people know about yet. Tagging~ @secondherrscher (note that I have skipped some questions, you can get the original template from Kuron)

(A. Appearance)

The shape of their eyes? Length/style of Lashes?

Solar has round eyes and she even has aegyo sal. However, she commonly has dark eye bags due to lack of sleep but she can just cover those up with concealer. Her eyelashes are between a short to average length. She curls them often and adds mascara :p

2. Any piercing? How many?

Her ears aren't actually pierced and she uses clip-on earrings. For the time being, she doesn't want that to change.

3. Hair colour? Was it dyed before?

Hair colour is between a very dark brown and black. She attempted to dye one side of her hair purple herself but she eventually gave up seeing how difficult it was.

4. Describe casual outlook/outfit

A black dress with puffy sleeves that has laced borders + a cardigan of either purple or brown colour. And we can't forget heels. Solar will wear heels casually.

5. Any physical uniqueness?

Permanent bruising and a scar high up on her right outer thigh but she just covers it up with stockings or makeup. If someone were to notice it, she would claim it was from an accident during early training days.

6. Are they confident with their looks?

Typically, she's prideful and confident about looking cute as peers often assure her. But she can be shaken by accusations and insults such as, "plastic surgery monster" from haters or antis.

7. What kind of expression do they usually wear?

A smile with joy in her eyes. But if you looked closer, her eyes show signs of exhaustion and fatigue.

(B. Bout them)

Height? Age? Occupation?

Claims to be either 179cm or 167cm. Neither is true. She is naturally 160cm

Seventeen years old, the second year in high school

Idol-in-training aka idol trainee

2. How would you describe your OC's personality?

Seemingly childish, bubbly and a little outspoken. But in reality, Solar can be extremely envious and clingy as she clings to the small hints of good relationships with people who don't actually treat her right.

According to Hiromi, Solar has changed over the years due to Lunar's harsh and cruel treatment. Apparently, Solar is now pugnacious and quick-tempered due to what happened over the years.

3. Three hidden knowledge or secrets about them.

Hmm... do I spill? 🤔

Nah, not now.

Just kidding I came to expose

Has a major crush on you-know-who (this is probably already common knowledge)

Has been envious and resentful toward Lunar all her life

Her first occurrence with the supernatural was when she visited the Kanemoto manor as a kid. She wandered into an out-of-bounds room and came across a human that had been enslaved for blood purposes. She agreed to help them escape but they betrayed her last second and small Setsuna chased them and accidentally caused them to topple down the stairs. At that moment, she believed she just murdered a person. Present-day Solar does not remember any of this.

4. Talk about their room design

A basic small room with a bed, wardrobe and bookshelves full of albums and fan merch of different music albums. There also are different posters of her favourite idol groups above her bed, one special photo with Lunar hung on the wall and if Solar's shoe boxes can't fit in the wardrobe she'll just stuff them under her bed.

5. Do they have someone that they like?

This is basic trivia at this point. *COUGHS AGGRESSIVELY*

6. Do they have someone that they worship?

Lunar.

7. What are they skilled in; What are they not skilled in doing?

Other than singing and dancing, she is pretty skilled in hair styling. But she cannot paint or draw at all.

(C. Community)

Do they have many friends?

Two best friends that she considers the closest are Lunar and Hiromi. All the other friends haven't been "approved" by Lunar but Solar doesn't care at this point.

2. How do they behave towards friends? How do they behave towards strangers?

General friends will get the occasional hug every now and then. Solar may trust them enough to seek comfort or solace from them when upset.

For strangers, she wants to put up a good first impression. She'll be sociable or friendly, but one bad impression can take all of that away completely.

3. How do they behave towards closer friends?

If it meant it would save their friendship, Solar would do whatever it takes to save that friendship. Losing them would be the end of the world. She depends on them. She cannot carry on without them.

4. How do they behave towards their best friend(s)?

Basically same as above.

5. How do they behave towards the ones older than them?

Usually extremely polite and a little shy. But as time goes on, she may eventually treat them the same as someone that is the same age as her (how is this girl not embarrassed?)

6. Do they like hanging out outdoors?

In a sociable setting, yes. But if it meant she had to stand around outside alone, she wouldn't like that very much.

7. Do they prefer to be alone or with a group of friends?

Ideally, she wants to be around her two close friends all the time but there are those moments when she just wants to walk away from it all: referring to her so-called fans that dig their cakey fingers into her private life.

(D. Diet)

Do they prefer eating rice or noodles?

Not really a preference but she eats noodles more than rice as she doesn't know how to cook rice at home. (Setsuna your parents have failed you)

2. Do they like soft drinks?

Yup! Although she only drinks them around 3 times a month she regularly drinks energy drinks to keep her awake.

3. What are their most hated food; What are their favourite food?

Almonds and purin. Moving on.

4. Are they picky in terms of meals?

She'll take whatever she is given out of respect for the person giving it- but she refuses to eat birthday cakes.

5. Do they prefer sweet or salty food?

Sweet stuff all the way!

#// hope you dont mind me skipping some questions :<#solar fumika #diabolik oc #dl oc #diabolik lovers oc #oc info #long post

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fantroll-purgatory · 2 years

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Hi, back again. This time w/ a troll I’m slightly more proud of. Also its my birthday when submitting this :).

A very belated happy birthday to you. :) I remember your last troll they were the theatrical one we did a swan theme around!

World: Alternia

Name: Anatri Temach

As with Theato, I assume that you do not remember how you got this name. This seems to be a character themed around horror and taking facts for granted, which is super fun as an intersection! To that end, I actually like her name; it sounds like a corruption of “anathema,” which is good both for a horror fan and for a black-and-white thinker.

Age: 6.92 sweeps (15 years old)

Theme/Story: Simply put, she doesn’t come to her conclusions and gets most of her knowledge from other people and treats them as complete facts. When she does come up with her own ideas she’s brilliant but also bad at expressing them in a way others, or herself, find satisfactory. She also loves the macabre and writing and writing about the macabre. She tries to talk about that stuff too but everything sounds better in her head than it does when spoken. She craves attention but is not sure how to get it.

Aww I get it tbh.

Review Goals: Just a general overview.

Strife Specibus: No idea.

I’m a fan of straight up-and-down knifekind? Brings to mind the trope of the Final Girl in a horror movie with a kitchen knife.

Fetch Modus: Word Association Modus. In order to take something out you have to come up with a word associated with that item that’s not in the item’s name.

Blood Color: Indigo

Lunar Sway: Derse

Title: Maid of Light

Symbol and Meaning: Sagipia, sign of the Empirical

Handle: chroniclerBehemoth

I feel like this could be pushed further. What about obdurateBloodbath (OB), which has the added fun of being a potential blood type if she were human.

Quirk: She either rambles on and on and on to point where it gets too long and she keeps jumping around topics. Or she speaks in short, curt sentences that get straight to the point. Depends on her mood.

Special Abilities: Typical Indigo blood strength, nothing special.

Lusus: An Aye-Aye. He gives her the basic necessities of life and that’s pretty much it. He’s also very loud.

God if I could suggest one possible alternative: a tarsier? Imagine the eyes of that size outside her bedroom window when her parent wants to get her attention.

Interests: She has an eclectic taste in music that’s somewhere between pop punk and murder folk (real genres of music btw). She likes shows and books that aren’t really well known as well and will basically beg you to watch//read/listen to them. She loves horror movies and books though she’s really critical of both of them. She really likes language and specifically what you can communicate using language and the meaning and structure of certain words. She doesn’t like Creepypasta b/c the fandom ruined it. Also she prefers psychological horror, which is the genre she usually writes. She also writes fanfiction, usually fix it fics. She has a collection of fake blood she made herself in every color of the hemospectrum. She’s really finnicky about them being ‘realistic’.

:O I had not previously heard of murder folk, so thank you for clueing me into the subgenre! Also lol full mood about getting into obscure media and making that everyone else’s problem.

Appearance: She’s tall, which makes her seem more intimidating than she really is. She has an indigo hoodie with a skeleton design on it. She keeps it unzipped most of the time so you can see her sign. She has long hair.

Personality: She’s really stubborn, once she finds a hill she will die on that hill unless she’s explicitly proven wrong. Either you talk at her or she talks at you, there’s rarely a middle ground. She’s really confidant in her intelligence and not much else. Sometimes she snaps at people or gets really frustrated even if she knows it’s irrational. Not being understood or payed attention to is particularly frustrating for her. The only things that scare her are jumpscares and death. Anything else will be met with aggression, morbid curiosity, or barely a reaction at all. She wants to help people when they’re upset but doesn’t know how. Highly empathetic and good at finding a middle ground or reasonable solution as long as she’s not one of the arguers or has a strong opinion on it.

Gonna be honest this troll is pretty solid I don’t have much to add here!

Land: Land of Archives and Nightmares

Yesssss I was gonna suggest a Magnus Archives reference to hit that sweet spot of skepticism and horror. I hope cassette tapes and spiderwebs figure into some part of her Land!

...lol I feel like I didn’t have much to add to this one. I had maybe 3 sugggestions? But I hope they helped.

-TR

#blueblood #indigoblood #submission #cheyj05 #anatri temach #anatri #temach #review #tr review

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thedrag0nking · 2 years

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1:03 P.M. the outskirts

Koishi Yakumo, the black dragon has return to the land of gensokyo but this time alone with only her and her sword in her hip. She sense great danger, she had horrible visions of the past, and all of the horrors will return to gensokyo if left unchecked and in order to prevent another catastrophe she must find and kill the source. That source is none other than Orga, the abomination mutated from the tumor she surgically removed. Now she must kill her before she will grow and evolve into the monster that the No One's Rose is now and nobody will stand in her way in her quest to restore balance to prevent another catastrophe like the lunar descent ceremony.

" Of all things it had to be my own tumor, every night I seen visions of what that THING will do to my home. Never. Never again...I have to kill it before it's too late which leads me to you, why persist even after all these years? Do you know what that thing is capable of? Answer me sister... "

Standing in front of her THAT Koishi laughs at her twin's futile efforts of reasonings as she claps her hands together. For so long even after her disappearance Koishi Yakumo had never forgotten her greatest enemy and that is herself.

" Ahh Onee-chan, do you know how long I have waited for this moment to plunge my knife into your chest again. Do you remember all those fun times we have...? "

" Including the part you killed me? The part where I was actually made to die, for you to KILL me! Oh that was fun. Now you're going to kill the girl? How pathetic...~ <03 "

Koishi clenched her fists gritting her teeth as she remembers how poorly she mistreated THAT Koishi in the past, and how she had killed her in the past. She stares back at her twin, with eyes filled with despair and rage.

" That was different Mary-san! That was different, I-I was young just like you and me! You know this have my love for you died in vein? Do you remember how much I loved you? How much I care for you? It's true I had created you to die, make you suffer as I hated my existence! "

" But I have learned to love myself, which means I loved you! Don't you remember how you apologies to me? How you're sorry? But that is not the point. That thing, is going to eat gensokyo. Everything! All life will be consumed if she reached into the point of no return! "

THAT Koishi or Mary-san she called her now had stopped smiling and gave her that dead look on her face expressing her anger and despair towards her.

" I have, I remember everything all the good and bad memories but I'm afraid I cannot allow you to kill the child. To go this far as to kill a child who is in need of love and help.... "

" SHE IS NO CHILD, DO YOU EVEN HEAR YOURSELF?! IT'S IRONIC COMING FROM YOU TO SAY WHAT IS RIGHT FROM WRONG YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT THING IS CAPABLE OF...! "

Mary-san breaks down in tears after Koishi's voice reeked of hypocrisy now yelling at her face for saying such awful words towards the abomination Orga. In the first time in years Mary - san felt extreme sympathy bit for a creature who's so sad, pathetic, and hated like Orga.

" YOU BASTARD! I DO KNOW, YOU KNOW, WE BOTH KNOW! WE BOTH KNOW WHAT SHE IS CAPABLE OF BUT WE COULD HELP HER! WE CAN HELP HER, BUT NO! YOU CHOOSE TO KILL HER, TO BE PUT DOWN LIKE A DOG! TO YOU SHE'S A MISTAKE, BUT TO ME SHE'S JUST A VICTIM JUST AS YOU AND I..! "

" Mary, you're a fool if you think the solution to solve this problem is with love. She's a parasite that will bleed the whole world dry. I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. But it has to be this way... "

Mary-san let out a sigh as she clenched her fists tightly looking down on the ground and grew a powerful aura all around her body as she will do everything in her power to stop Koishi Yakumo and prevent her from killing Orga.

" Then, you're no longer the woman I knew years ago. You're not the one I know and love, you're back to being the monster you feared. I will not stand here... and let you take a child's life... "

#muse #||| the dragon fish |||#The dragon's return

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sharpen-jadescythe · 7 months

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Al scratches Sharpen's back

People asked about the scratches...

After Sharpen was sure his cats were fed and warm in their barn, he peeled off his shredded shirt. He walked under the stars back to his cottage. The moon was a bright, silvery slice. He peered at it for a time. Was there a lunar eclipse tonight or something? It looked... potent.

He had no other words for such a white-hot moon. Magic was infused in this night. Somehow, he was sure of that.

"Holy hell! What happened to you?"

Sharpen narrowed his eyes. He did not want to turn around, no no no no....

It was Al. Alessandre Shademoon, his brother-in-law.

"It was part of a performance. My cats did it."

"Really? Cause it seems like something an ogre woman or a she-bear would do to you. In the throes of fuzzy passion."

Sharpen went inside, angrily threw his shirt at a chair.

"Why are you in my house? Al, did you get thrown out again?"

Al followed Sharpen in from the porch. He had a white pipe clenched in his teeth. "Sharpy, you need to have someone go over those wounds for you. I barely understood what you meant about a performance, but you shouldn't do all this for fun. Some of these are deep cuts."

"Love taps."

"... Have a seat. On that stool over there."

"Like I'm gonna let you touch me."

"I'm skilled at patching people up." Al had a kettle on the stove already, for tea. He fetched it. A large bowl of hot water, a couple of clean cloths, and Sharpen's tin medicine box were soon arranged by the chair. Al dragged another stool close and sat with Sharpen.

The poultice stung. Al hade made it too strong. But Al grimaced every time Sharpen hissed with pain or flinched.

Al shook his head at the younger man. "You know, when I get this messed up in my line of work, my wife helps me."

"She's a priestess."

"That's not my point. You should have someone real in your life by now. Not coming home to an empty house."

Sharpen let his shoulders sag. The warm cloth started to feel good.

"Am I depressing you, Sharpy?"

"No."

"Damn. Then I've lost the knack. I can't guilt you or scare you into settling down, can I?"

Sharpen was quiet for a while. Al was doing a wonderful job, actually. The singe of the poultice faded in waves over his back as Al moved across. Next, he smoothed some cream onto his hands and lightly applied that.

Al continued doing all this with that bone pipe set tight in his mouth.

"This would be amazing if you weren't smoking, like right into my wounds."

"Sharpen, I didn't get thrown out tonight. That's not why I'm here."

Sharpen just shook his head, that he was tired and didn't much care.

"Hold on... what scam are you running, then?"

Al furrowed his brow, like he was too focused now to answer.

"Scam me into settling down... isn't that what you said?" Sharpen glinted at Al again. "Al, what have you done this time?"

"Sharpen, don't be mad. Just hear me out... A few people have been asking, so I figured it was time I set you up with them. You know, on dates. You might like them."

Sharpen turned all the way around. He stared.

"I know some really compelling people. They heard about your interests..."

"What did you tell them."

"That uh, you love animals, that you perform? And you're a great shot, right? With your gun?"

Sharpen eyed his gun on the rack by the wall just then.

"Alright, fine. I'm going. But think about it."

Sharpen watched Al slink away.

"Did my parents put you up to this?"

Al chortled, "Not likely. At the top of my list is a cage dancer I met while on assignment in Suramar. They also own a cat café."

Sharpen couldn't hide his intrigued expression.

"Thought that might interest you. Look, if I get you happily married off, then I get your family members off my back. Deal?"

Sharpen crossed his arms. "Good night, Al."

Al mimed a cat washing its face, then waved.

When he was gone, Sharpen stopped the tough act. "Damn, that sounds perfect for me. He's good. He's still a jackass, but he's good."

To Be Continued...

#scratch

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