#cursed moon

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Some concept art for the “un-cursing” (king(???)-Sun n cursed-Moon x Mage Reader) au,, I like old fantasy medieval type outfits ok I’m a sucker sjdgdjd

(The symbol on Reader’s arm is actually a unicursal hexagram, which in witchcraft is used (I think????) as a symbol to invoke or to banish- in this case to invoke a seal on Reader’s magic, or the banishment of their ability to use it)

Individual sketches below the cut!

(Bonus Moon in Curse Mode(tm))

[lil-lemon-snails]

Oh he definitely heard you say that 💥

[notyoujamie]

Reality bleeding through.

[carcharchin-rs]

gregor but in the lobcorp arstyle

[ratbeef95]

[cartoonsbyandie]

I don't know either, it came to be in a dream--

(I can never decide between mustache or not on Jake)

[errantsquam]

alpha rowlet

[numblittlecrow]

So uhhh i bound a book if anyone cares:)

And then i drew minecraft men in it

[astra-ravana]

Cursing By The Moon

Dark/New Moon: Ruined beginnings, job/financial loss, bad health, depression, hopelessness, despair, fear

Waxing Crescent: Destruction, ruined plans, weakness, illness, ruin, sorrow

Waxing Gibbous: Bad luck, arguments, tension, chaos, accidents, injuries

Full Moon: Spiritual warfare, psychic attack, hauntings and possessions, nightmares, legal issues, loss of motivation/will power

Waning Gibbous: Addiction, ending relationships, stress, panic, emotional breakdowns

Waning Crescent: Mistakes, humiliation, bad choices, betrayal, butt of the joke, loneliness

[gray-thistleclan]

THE FIRST CURSE (Part 3)

[vypridae]

@kevin-ibw’s moon is basically a contortionist with the silly ways he can bend their body

+ no shading vers:

[weirdlookindog]

[midnight-mourning]

(Mostly) Happy Accidents

💘💘Midnight's DCA Valentine's Day 3💘💘

Silly little fluffy thing for you all, as someone allergic to red dye (to a point, it's a 50/50 chance whether i'll break out in hives or not so I usually just avoid it to be safe) it resonated when it came to valentine's candy/sweets, hope you enjoy!

Prompt: The boys know about the tradition of Valentine's candy and get some for Y/N, not knowing they were allergic to one of the ingredients in the candy. Apologies and appreciation for attempting to get Y/N a gift obviously follow

Word Count: 1425

Read here if you prefer ao3!

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Sun seems almost too excited when the last child exits the Daycare for the day. Practically buzzing beside you as you wave goodbye and shut the door. 

Maybe it was just for clean up, considering you had so much to do today in particular. It was Valentine's after all. And as with every holiday, the attendant simply had to go all out for it. Which, while pretty, would be a laborious process to tidy up. 

So when you turn around to discuss it with him, and see his hands filled with a giant heart-shaped box, you were quite surprised. 

"Happy Valentine's day, Sunbeam! We got this just for you!" Sun tilts his head, rays spinning quickly. 

Your eyes widen, starting to smile. "Oh! You didn't guys didn't have to do that. But I appreciate it! Thank you, really." 

You take the box and open it up. Inside, they're all sorts of different sweets, all different shapes and with different patterns. You don't even know where to begin. You pick one at random and pop it into your mouth, chewing as you listen to Sun speak again. 

"Of course we did! How else are we supposed to show how much we care about you? On the most important day to do it, no less." He chuckles. 

Your face starts to warm up, and you swallow. "Y-yeah? You um, mean that?"

"Wouldn't say it if I didn't, Sweetheart." Sun boops your nose, giggling. 

It just serves to fluster you further, so to stop yourself from saying anything by downing another chocolate. 

Sun continues chatting, his excitement truly coming to light now. "We were really nervous about finding something you'd like, we spent ages trying to make sure we found something that had all your favorite flavors, to show you how much we care, because we do, a lot..."

As he talks, you realize the burning on your face isn't getting any better, but now notice that it's not from being embarrassed. The warmth is also traveling down your neck and chest, accompanied by an all too familiar itching sensation. You feel that same to desire to scratch at your currently covered arms.Your throat is tight, but not horrible, thankfully.

When you think to look at the half-bite you've taken out of the chocolate in your hand, and see the hot pink-colored filling, it basically confirms what you thought had happened. 

You keep your calm though, still trying to listen as the playtime attendant keeps going. "—And then came the matter of actually getting it! We couldn't ask for help because that would ruin the surprise, and we were also afraid someone would tell us we couldn't get you something, and that wouldn't do! So imagine our delight when Officer Ryan left his wallet in the break room. We just quickly borrowed the card and put it right back, don't worry! He didn't even notice—" He stops all of the sudden, tone falling. "Is everything okay, Starshine?"

You jump, realizing you're scratching at your neck now. "Um, sort of? Do you happen to know if any of these have red dye in them?"

"Red dye? Of course they don't, Sunbeam, it says right here in your file that you're allergic we would never—forget... something, like, that..." Sun freezes in that moment, staring out into space as realization seems to kick him straight in the gut. 

You put your hands up. "It's okay, it's okay. I just need a benadryl and I'll be fine-Woah!"

Sun scoops you up, hurriedly rushing over to the desk with you in his arms. With his free hand he starts frantically looking for something. 

"Not good, not good, not good! Oh, I'm so so so sorry Star! We should have paid more attention, we just got so caught up in finding you something perfect and now—" He shakes his head, growing more panicked. 

You try to diffuse the situation before he short circuits or something. "Sunny, it's fine, I promise. It's just a mild allergy. I'll be okay, really." You don't tell him how desperately you want him to set you down so you can scratch your arms off, as you think that'll only worsen the situation. 

Your words don't register, he can't seem to hear you as he searches through the medical bag, suddenly ripping his hand from inside to pull out an epi pen. And before you can protest, he's setting you on the desk and jabbing it into your thigh. 

You yelp, and he immediately relaxes. For the most part. As his posture sags, face downturned, he speaks again, dejected. "Please forgive us. We're so sorry. Had we been paying attention this never would have happened."

"Sunny, it's okay. It was a mistake." You set a hand on his shoulder, he flinches at your touch. 

Suddenly he looks up, anger in his tone, though not at you, you quickly realize. "But we hurt you! How can you be so calm about this!?"

"Because it's a minor allergy, silly bot." You cup his face with both hands as his rays flit about. "Do you have any idea how many things have red dye in them? Especially Valentine's candy? I've probably had to take an antihistamine like four times this week already."

You ignore his wide-eyed stare at your statement in favor of pressing your lips to his smile for a moment. "It's my fault for not checking beforehand, not yours. You were just trying to be nice and do something sweet for me. And I appreciate that more than anything. Really, I do. I'm… flattered, honestly." You mumble the last bit, looking away as you comprehend what you just did. 

A hand on your cheek makes you glance back to him, eyes now lidded and tone syrupy. "We're glad..." He shakes his head. "But, still. It won't happen again! Now come on, what you need is proper rest and relaxation!"

Again you're picked up, carried away to be sat in the attendant's lap in a bean bag, blanket suddenly covering you both and a couple of coloring books and crayons appearing out of nowhere. 

"Don't you worry, we'll think up an even better gift to give you before the day is over! I promise!" Sun says as he gets to work on coloring. 

You pause to register everything that just happened, then chuckle, shaking your head. "Okay, but really, it's alright. This is just as thoughtful, you know. But we'll have to clean at some point, don't forget."

Sun hums, and he's so focused you think he only half hears you. You laugh again, and snuggle back into him to get started yourself. As his free hand slings round your waist you feel yourself start to burn up all over again. 

The rest of the afternoon is filled with similar activities, neither attendant letting up at all about 'making it up to you' despite your insistence that you were okay. 

You didn't mind in the slightest though, now snuggled in Moon's arms as you both sit reading. 

"As horrible as it sounds I'm kinda glad you bought those chocolates." You glance up to him, small smile on your face. "I don't think things would've ended up this way if you hadn't."

Moon tsks, though his eyes hold a certain cheekiness. "Maybe not, but that doesn't mean we'll ever be letting it happen again. There are much better ways to end up with you in my arms." He flicks your forehead and you huff. Only to be silenced by a brief peck to your lips. 

He holds something up for you then, and taking a moment to focus you see it's a bundle of paper roses. Looking closer you see some are made from coloring pages, and others from Moon's book. 

"We have plenty of more books of all kinds before you worry. And it was the least we could do considering what happened earlier."

You take the bundle, admiring the detail in each folded piece of paper. "They're lovely. Truly. Thank you both." You twist again to kiss his cheek, then go back to fawning over your present, warm smile on your lips. 

"Once we get ahold of Officer Ryan's credit card again we'll be sure to get you something better, I promise." Moon presses a kiss to the top of your head, and picks up his book once more. 

You pause then. "I, let's not do that—you didn't think to save it?"

"We did. But just inputting it directly isn't nearly as thrilling." He snickers. 

"Moon!" 

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Thank you for the request @dangerva! I enjoyed writing the sillies panicking (just a little bit) hehe

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[meteor752]

No but actually so not mentally well with Jimmy’s power being invisibility.

Because for all accounts and purposes, Jimmy should not be there.

Jimmy is not meant to survive this long. He’s not supposed to make it to the final session, he’s meant to die before that.

It’s like the universe itself is correcting itself by simply, removing him. Making him no longer visible. Out of sight out of mind.

The Watchers simply grew tired of watching him, so they erased him

[loudclan-clangen]

Loudclan - Moon 22: Part 2

The clan receives the news of Eklutna's death in the early hours of the morning. Owlstar asks his mate Siltsplash to take a walk out of camp with him.

Siltsplash breaks up with Owlstar, unable to reckon with his betrayal, but they take his kittens as their own, naming them Songkit, a sweet tom, Dashkit, a quiet tom, and Dancekit, an inquisitive tom. Owlstar is only allowed to visit when Siltsplash is out of the nursery.

[We're back baby! Yay! Owlstar is the baby-daddy! Not yay! This event was the singular thing that made me decide to stick with Loudclan. I needed to know where this shit-show ended up. Owlstar gets to see his kits plenty, don't worry about him, he's just trying to whine his way back into Siltsplash's good graces but Fiercestripe and Weed aren't going to stand for that. Eklutna did manage to make Owlstar the only member of the clan more hated than her, so that's something! Also the "ghost" is not really a ghost it's a hallucination for Siltsplash. You can tell because Eklutna's ghost would not have stayed silent for that long. She has THOUGHTS about Siltsplash raising her kits and those thoughts are "ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT!" Guys I messed up, Dancekit is inquisitive, not quiet, my bad.]

First Moon

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[ratbeef95]