#eclipse: tea anyone? :)

[naffeclipse]

Okay hear me out.... Journey to west au. Sun being the monkey king from the book and Y/N a traveller. Y/N rescues him from under the mountain and he joins them in their travels. Moon is a demon that's terrorising a town until Y/N and Sun stop him. Moon then joins the two. Finally Eclipse is another demon that kidnaps Y/N in order to eat them but instead is so utterly charmed by them that he joins the party. Shenanigans ensue... Thoughts?

The great monkey king is indebted to a mortal but he has little qualms with escorting you on your travels as a way to give his thanks for rescuing him from underneath the mountain. His magic and strength are at your disposal. Strangely, you prefer traveling peacefully and quietly, avoiding trouble and helping those in need when the two of you come upon them. The monkey king thinks you are vulnerable and too trusting, and he decides to protect you at all costs.

The lunar demon does not take kindly to his mischievousness and destruction being wrought, but when you and the monkey king stop the mayhem he inflicts upon a small town, the lunar demon can't help but become amused and intrigued by a daring, bold mortal who is so calm in the face of dangerous, sharp teeth, red eye demon. He thinks you are naive and foolish, but he follows you and the monkey king because who else will watch over you at night? Who will keep you safe from the other toothy and red-eye demons?

It is not too long down the road of your seemingly endless travels that a problem arises. The monkey king and the lunar demon venture to the river to fetch you food and drink and while you toil, you feel the shadow of a great personage fall upon you before you are snatched away. You struggle and call for your dear, new friends, but the dark being smuggles you into his cave. He ties you up and leaves you on the floor of his home as he prepares to eat you. You, however, remain calm and speak with the great demon and learn he is the eclipse prince. The eclipse prince wants nothing more than to cook and devour you, but you convince him to allow you to serve him tea first. Pleased by the offer, the eclipse prince unties you. You serve him a tea you have used to comfort the monkey king and calm the lunar demon, and speak with the eclipse prince. The conversation continues until the pot of tea is gone and he tells you to prepare another, pot after pot until he is laughing and telling you that he has forgotten his hunger—your charm and allure have sated him. He will let you go and return you to your companions, but you invite him to join your company.

The eclipse prince is pleased to accept. He opens his cave and returns with you to the monkey king and the lunar demon. When you come upon them, they are furious and frantic. They act quickly to take you back and prepare to attack the one who carried you away before you calm them. The eclipse prince stands rather unapologetically as you explain that he is now joining the three of you. The lunar demon does not take kindly to this change and the monkey king hovers close to you, refusing to let you leave his sights while the eclipse prince seamlessly joins the camp and prepares a pot of tea for you to drink.

You continue your travels, glad to have such devoted company.

[s4kura-tr3]

Sukuna’s love language

The King of Curses was never the type to whisper sweet nothings or hold your hand just for the sake of it. Sukuna’s love was something primal, raw, and often terrifying. It wasn’t wrapped in soft words or gentle caresses—it was carved into the world around you, in the way his presence eclipsed all else, in the way he claimed you with an unapologetic ferocity that left no room for doubt.

Acts of Service

You never had to ask Sukuna for anything—he just knew. If someone so much as looked at you the wrong way, they wouldn’t have the luxury of blinking again before he made them regret it. He never said, “I love you,” but when your hands trembled with exhaustion, he was the one pressing a cup of tea into them, grumbling about how weak humans were. When you fell asleep somewhere uncomfortable, you woke up in the best spot, cushioned by warmth you knew was his doing. And when you were hurt? He fixed it, even if it meant ripping the world apart to do so.

Physical Touch

Sukuna was possessive. Not in the way that shackled you, but in the way that made sure the world knew exactly who you belonged to. His touch was never casual—it was a statement. A firm hand gripping your neck, a claw tracing your jaw as he smirked down at you, the occasional brush of his fingers against yours when he thought you weren’t paying attention. But when you were alone, when it was just you and him, the touches softened. His fingers dragged through your hair absentmindedly, his hand resting on your thigh as if he couldn’t bear to let you be too far. He wouldn’t admit it, but you knew—his hands spoke for him in ways his mouth never would.

Gift Giving

Sukuna’s gifts weren’t conventional. He wasn’t bringing you flowers or trinkets—he was bringing you power, protection, proof of his devotion in the form of things that mattered. A dagger infused with cursed energy, something no one but you could wield. Jewelry that carried his mark, an unmistakable sign that you were his. And sometimes, a more brutal kind of offering—a severed hand, a bloodied token from someone who had dared disrespect you. He called it spoils of war. You called it evidence of his love.

Words of Affirmation

Sukuna didn’t do sweet words. He did taunts, insults that somehow curled around affection, threats that promised both destruction and devotion. “Pathetic little thing, thinking you can live without me.” “Tch, who else would put up with you?” But beneath the arrogance, the teasing, there were rare moments when his voice dropped into something lower, something meant only for you. “You’re mine. No one touches what’s mine.” It was never traditional love—never something he’d say outright—but it was undeniable.

Quality Time

Sukuna didn’t just spend time with anyone. So the fact that he chose to be around you, that he let you into the chaos of his existence, meant more than he’d ever say. He watched you with an intensity that made your skin prickle, studied the way you moved, the way you spoke. Even when he acted uninterested, even when he rolled his eyes at your rambling, you knew he heard every word. And at night, when he pulled you against him, when his breath warmed your skin and his hold on you was firm and unyielding, you understood—Sukuna didn’t need to say he loved you. He showed it.

And in the end, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[aestherin]

I CAN SEE YOU

4 hotties + 2 nobodies

Scaramouche — a famous solo artist. he might be emo but that's okay, people love him for it. this jerk will usually disappear after dropping an album and will have the audacity to be present again after months just to release another one without any prior teasers or even official announcements. fans beg him to have mercy because for archon's sake, mister balladeer here never gives them time to save up for his albums. he rarely posts photos of himself on social media but once he does, people (even non-fans) eat it up and become feral. was a victim of unrequited love for several years and wrote songs albums to cope. made a hate account for himself for fun because he is a piece of shit like that. he enjoys arguing with his fans lol.

Lumine — our beloved best girl. she is a widely known vlogger and influencer, mostly focusing on travel and lifestyle. she and aether also sometimes does guestings in variety shows (viewers love their banters and chaotic energy very much).

Aether — the loverboy. same as Lumine; they are travel twinnies <3. sometimes (a lot of times actually) does challenges for fun. is dubbed as 'mr. worldwide'. may or may not be the secret boyfriend of another famous artist (spoiler alert: ayaka).

Yae Miko — miss ma'am is a very fun character, a famous variety show host. miss yae loves tea and gossip, some even wonder why did she just not work as a paparazzi instead. people either love or hate her because of her personality. might have actually been cancelled via multiple threads on twitter but our resident fox never gave a single damn. 'i'm too busy enjoying my sake to even bother caring,' she once said.

Ei — everytime anyone in the friend group looks at her, all they probably see is a walking atm (jk). miss raiden is the richest of the friend group because of their family assets (she manages them all what a girl boss). she is scara's older sister and is the group's sugar mommy. even though ei is not in showbiz, she is still known because of her amazing reputation when it comes to handling business. can't cook for her life.

Ayato's Wife (privacy mc lol ToT) — a famous actress signed under narukami entertainment of inazuma. married to kamisato ayato, her fellow actor. was scaramouche’s first love — he has written tons of songs albums about her. (changing our privacy yn’s name and usernames to avoid confusion lol)

I CAN SEE YOU — scara x reader smau

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[trilobitepunch]

Bound By the Light of the Moon - Navigation

Because I love multilevel puns. I really wanted to name it "Kame ci, Kame ça" but I don't think anyone would get it. XD Anyway! Here's the top-page for my weird little Edo-based Turtle AU. I don't quite have things down in story form, they're currently mostly ideas, images and bits and pieces of lore.

Background Info

Completely by accident.

Ask: Ages? and Names

Ask: How were the boys adopted by Yoshi?

Story

"機会" (Kikai/Chance) - Intro

Tea

有明の月 - 🌘 - Waning Crescent

新月 - 🌑 - New Moon

Fishing

In Essence, the Behavior of Siblings

月食 - Gesshoku - Lunar Eclipse - Part I ❀ Part II

皆既月食 - Total Lunar Eclipse (Blood Moon)

Sketches & Things

The Boys

Brush pen sketches

Sketch Dump; Sannan & Chōnan, Jinan & Yotsuo, Terror Twins

Sketch Dump; Terror Twins, Sannan, Chōnan

Tea-se

Reference Images & Meditation Times

Sour Patch Kids

400 DTIYS

Kittons

Sketch Dump; Chew Toy

Sketch Dump: Chōnan, Sannan and Jinan

The Twins; In Light of the Blood Moon

Sannan

Emo Sannan

Ask: Sannan & Replica!Donnie

A wild Sannan appears!

Don't Open That Door

Too Much Sound

Wisteria

Sannan's Chew Toy

Paper Test - Sannan

Guess it's Sannan time again

Misc

Oni Draxum

[aifanfictions]

Write a story about (y/n) being the Phantomhive maid who helps Ciel and Sebastian with their cases and after going to the undertaker for information, Undertaker starts to slowly fall in love with (y/n)

Whims of the Reaper

In the grand halls of the Phantomhive Manor, (Y/N) continued her diligent work as the ever-graceful maid of the distinguished household. Each day, the bond with Ciel and Sebastian grew stronger, and her efficiency in managing the grand estate reached new heights. But, little did she know, the eccentric storm was brewing, ready to unravel the calm of her structured life.

The peculiar tale began on a foggy evening when a case took Ciel Phantomhive, the young Earl, and his loyal demon butler, Sebastian, to the Funeral Parlor run by the enigmatic Undertaker. The mortician had an unyielding fascination with death, and his macabre sense of humor was as peculiar as his profession. As they stepped into the dimly lit parlor, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a shiver down her spine. The Undertaker's peculiar aura was impossible to ignore.

Undertaker emerged from the shadows with a dramatic flair, a morbid chuckle escaping his lips. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, gleamed with twisted interest as he welcomed his guests. "Ah, young Phantomhive and Sebastian! What brings you to my humble establishment today?"

With an air of mystery and mischief, Ciel explained the nature of their case, and Undertaker was immediately engrossed. His odd commentary, a unique blend of the morbid and the surreal, left (Y/N) both intrigued and baffled. Her wide eyes darted from Undertaker to her young master and his butler, trying to make sense of it all.

As the conversation continued, Undertaker's fascination with their case was overshadowed by his growing intrigue in the unassuming Phantomhive maid. (Y/N) stood near the door, her presence both calm and bewitched by the eccentricities she was witnessing.

Undertaker couldn't help but be drawn to her. There was something about the way she furrowed her brow at his oddities, her innocence contrasting his morbid world. He longed to unravel the mysteries of her heart just as he did with the souls that came into his care.

When the business was concluded, Ciel and Sebastian prepared to leave. Undertaker's eyes, however, were no longer on the Phantomhive Earl but on the Phantomhive maid who stood near the door.

Approaching (Y/N), he leaned closer, his breath chillingly cool on her ear. "You, my dear, are not like the others who grace my parlor. You see, I find your innocence utterly captivating."

(Y/N) blinked in surprise, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Thank you, sir, but I must be going now."

Undertaker's laughter danced with an eerie melody. "Oh, my dear, I hope to see more of you in the future. There is something truly delightful about your presence amidst all this death."

As (Y/N) stepped out of the Funeral Parlor, she couldn't shake the feeling that Undertaker was unlike anyone she'd ever met. His eccentricity and morbid fascination were a stark contrast to the life she led at the Phantomhive Manor. Yet, there was a curiosity in her heart, a yearning to understand the mysteries that lay beneath his peculiar exterior.

Unbeknownst to (Y/N), Undertaker's interest in her had awakened a dormant side of his own heart. His fascination for death and the unknown was slowly eclipsed by a desire to understand the living, to grasp the complexities of human emotion, and to delve into the enchanting depths of (Y/N)'s soul.

As the days passed, (Y/N)'s encounters with Undertaker became more frequent. His visits to the Phantomhive Manor, each more eccentric than the last, would soon become a peculiar routine. His fondness for tea parties, during which he regaled (Y/N) with tales of the dearly departed, gradually transformed into moments of lighthearted banter and shared laughter.

The Phantomhive household watched with varying degrees of amusement and concern as Undertaker, the eccentric mortician, attempted to court the Phantomhive maid with a perplexing mix of macabre curiosity and eccentric charm. While Ciel and Sebastian were ever watchful of the maid's safety, they couldn't deny the curious bond that seemed to be forming.

Undertaker's heart, hidden beneath layers of eccentricity and morbidity, began to beat in a way it hadn't for centuries. And for (Y/N), the journey was equally baffling and captivating, as she found herself inexplicably drawn to the reaper whose world was as mysterious as the afterlife itself.

Each tea party with Undertaker brought new tales, bizarre stories that ranged from tragic to utterly absurd. They reveled in laughter, the distinct camaraderie growing between the reaper and the maid, both trapped in a dance of eccentricity that only they could understand.

Yet, there was something that Undertaker couldn't quite put into words. A feeling that defied logic, a longing that went beyond the realm of morbid fascination. He found himself entranced by the way (Y/N) would touch her fingers to her lips when she was lost in thought, or the way her eyes sparkled with innocence when she found his bizarre tales amusing.

His attraction to her was a complex tapestry of desire and intrigue, woven with the threads of both life and death. He couldn't help but wonder what it was about her that had captured his reaper's heart.

(Y/N) too found herself intrigued by the peculiar reaper. She had never met anyone like Undertaker, whose eccentricity was a stark contrast to the rigid world she had known. His stories, while bizarre, held a unique charm, and she couldn't help but feel a strange fondness for the mortician who found delight in death.

Yet, as Undertaker slowly unraveled the enigma that was (Y/N), he couldn't help but wonder if there was room in his heart for a love that was as unconventional as he was. As the days turned into weeks, his courtship of the Phantomhive maid took on a new dimension, a blend of eccentricity and longing that defied the boundaries of life and death.

As the eccentric reaper and the charming maid embarked on this peculiar journey of affection, the Phantomhive Manor witnessed the unfolding of a love story unlike any other. The grand halls that once echoed with secrets were now filled with the whimsical laughter of a reaper who danced with the living and a maid who dared to uncover the mysteries of the afterlife.

And so, amidst the eccentricity and the enigma, Undertaker and (Y/N) were drawn into a love that was as peculiar as it was profound. It was a tale of fascination, an eccentric affection that challenged the conventional understanding of love, and it would continue to unfold with each bizarre tea party and every morbidly delightful encounter.

In the grand halls of the Phantomhive Manor, where secrets and enigmas abounded, the most unconventional love story was in the making, and it would continue to unravel with each tea party, every eccentric tale, and every moment of laughter that defied the boundaries of life and death.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[mangionebabymama]

Some current events that you can tell Luigi about in your letter (if you are struggling to come up with anything):

Note: this is not an official list, I just came up on this on the fly for anyone who doesn’t know what to say at all. You don’t have to use anything from here. It has been confirmed that he enjoys reading and keeping up with current events in his letters. Keep in mind that through written communication, this is his way of being able to know about the outside world beyond his confinement!

Generation Beta (2025-2039) is officially beginning this year

A lot of celestial events will be happening this year, such as a total lunar eclipse on March 14th and a partial one on March 29th

The rapid wildfires going on around Los Angeles

The major winter storms that began in the Midwest and are now in the Mid-Atlantic region

Jimmy Carter’s presidential funeral & services

The first H5N1 bird flu death has now been reported

Now, if you like pop culture, sports, or entertainment, tell him anything about that’s happening. Think of it as you’re writing in a diary about a reflection or you’re even spilling tea about something. Just keep in mind to write about things that are within decorum and propriety so your letter isn’t denied and sent back to you.

[matchamiko]

lol neuvillette just sucking ur nipples or smth is enough to have u going a bit insane right??? RIGHT????

Giggling so hard rn

Warnings: breast worship/play, dry humping, mentions of masturbation, mentions of penetrative sex; previously established relationship.

If there’s one thing Neuvillette is, it’s thorough. You ask him about one of his trials after he returns from the Opera Eclipse, and he’s talking for hours about every piece of evidence in the case; you shyly ask him to brush your hair and he’s producing several combs and brushes and an oil to massage your scalp; he decides to take you on what humans call a date, and you’re trekking through the purple fields in the countryside to the most darling little picnic spot and dining on pastries until dusk, and then returning to the city to stroll about the fountains and gardens arm in arm with the promise of a mightily thorough kiss at the end.

And he’s no different when playing your body like a fiddle. He's got you folded into his lap, office door locked, blinds only half drawn but there's no danger of anyone looking in, not when he's so wrapped around you that it's hard to seen even a glimpse of your bare skin. It started as a visit for tea, the leaves you brought from your village in the Vale fresh and still warm from being dried over a fire, chatting idly in the way you two did that Neuvillette found so refreshing and simple. Then it led to you shyly asking for a kiss, having missed him so dearly and so wantonly, shown in the way you gripped his lapels and leaned further into him with a questioning sigh and an answered grunt. And now, you're half dressed spread over his thick thighs, his coat strewn next to the two of you and his gloves somewhere with it.

"Let me taste you," he murmurs against the column of your throat, hands running up the length of your back and down again, squeezing your hips into a dizzying grind. Your breasts press deliciously against the cotton of his shirt, nipples slipping and rubbing over his chest and every time you shudder with pleasure, Neuvillette basks in the way you arch harder into him like a cat. You feel wonderful, writhing over his groin and trying not to let your darkest desires overtake you like you so often did. The precious little tea farmer he'd befriended and then courted and then decidedly and silently pledged himself to; you're full of dirty secrets and filthy wants that has him spiralling into territories he'd never even thought about before. And your tits were one of them, to put it frankly.

He's fucked you before, numerous times, to your hearts content and more often than not, to your dictation and command. It wasn't surprising that your precious Iudex wasn't particularly well versed in human seduction, and you bravely stood up to the task you had completely made up, of showing him everything you desired and introducing him to everything he desired. But today, in the secrecy of his office, the knowledge that just outside the doors, people mill about and wait for an appointment with him; Neuvillette steps away from his duties and demands the feel of your supple skin against his teeth.

"I admit," a hand grasps the fat of your breast, squeezing roughly with the whoreish rhythm you have going on with your hips, "I've been thinking often about having you like this, desperate and desiring me all from the touch I give you here," fingers pluck at your nipple before he dips his head and takes it into his mouth. He's done this before, too many times to count, but with him being fully dressed and you an absolute mess in his lap; it feels different, raw and unfiltered in the wavering sanctity of his office. You can feel Neuvillette's tongue flattening over your nipple, swirling and curling like he does between your legs and it sends you arching into him, further into his reclined figure and deeper into his lap. A dizzying moan leaves you chest when you feel the hot, hard press of his cock through his trousers, confined in such a way that it's mind numbing when you grind against it. He pulls back for a second, looking up at you with hair strewn about his face, cheeks red and ears redder, panting hot and wet against your skin.

"Don't stop, please," he doesn't care for your politeness, doesn't care for your request, doing as he pleases with your body; one hand gripping your bottom and urging you to grind against him, and the other grasping meanly at your tit. Neuvillette seems positively ravenous this afternoon, though it should have been obvious in the way he allowed you to push him over to the settee and mount him without asking.

"I'm plagued with thoughts of you during matters that I should be attending to, important matters that garner my fullest attention and yet -," he suckles a bruise into the swell of your breast, held firm by his hands, squishing them together and nuzzling into the crevice between, breathing deeply enough to shudder, "All I can think about is you, what I want to do to you the next time we are alone, the next time you allow me to have you in such undignified ways," you're shaking when he regains his focus and takes your nipple into his mouth, tugging and nipping and gnawing like he does on his bottom lip when he's concentrating, suckling hard before letting go with a pop - allowing you to take a gasping breath and to look down at how positively enthralled he is at he taste of your doughy flesh,

"You don't need to be so formal while you're playing with my tits Neuvillette," you've always been more straight forward, more brash and crude, than him; having grown up in the countryside, in another nation, a whole other life to the one he leads. He leaves a wet trail from his tongue over your nipple, catching it between his sharp teeth and tugging enough to make you whine lowly, "I - can't stop thinking about you too, 'specially when I'm on my own," the implication is implicit but Neuvillette surges up into you, hips strong and knocking into yours with a grunt. He's filled suddenly with images of you writhing in your bed, hand stuffed between your thighs, fingers wet and slick in your cunt - the same he can feel pulsing and purring over his lap.

"Tonight, I've cleared my last appointment so I can spend it with you," he gasps, lips swollen from their assault on your breasts, eyes unfocused and pupils blown wide with want "After supper, after I spoil you like I have promised; you are showing me everything you do when you are alone and desperate for me,"

[tartsinarat]

I don’t have much energy (on account of still being sick :/) but I still wanted to do something so dug up an old unfinished screenshot edit that I did a while ago but never finished until now

But yeah this is from the au’s version of Eclipse Lake, which happens a bit later down the timeline than the original.

It’s set just before Hollow mind instead and I’ll explain the timeline differences in much better detail in a different post but it’s basically because Luz isn’t focusing on going home like in the og so she is seeking on ways of getting revenge on Belos and saving Pip and Eda.

But Amity has been wanting to cheer up her awesome girlfriend so she’s been secretly researching ways to create a portal door as a surprise, so Amity was the one who found out about the titan veins through the echo mouse instead and went to go find some titan blood without telling Luz.

If you’re probably wondering where Hunter is…He’s actually taking an extremely well deserved break :0 (lmao, just kidding he’s still apart of the Eclipse lake events) as Pip is surprisingly extremely efficient at sorting out tasks (normal Pip could never, this is all the brainwashing tea lmao) and so Hunter has unwilling ended up getting all his work done by Pip…

Hunter doesn’t want to admit it but he is happy about finally getting a break because he’s getting to do normal teen stuff and play with flapjack more often but he does feel like he’s getting replaced so there is complicated feelings there (it also doesn’t help that Pip is now getting all the attention from Belos and is on top of that able to do magic so Hunter is switching between “I’ve got to do as much as I can so I don’t get replaced” to “it’s kinda nice not being in mortal danger every five seconds and being able to hang out with Willow”)

But yeah onto the episode; Much to the displeasure and horror of Kiki she’s having to be supervised by Pip during the titan’s vein assignment so she’s extra cautious and paranoid about not ruining the assignment especially when in front of the Prince…

Hunter wanted to go with Pip but was then explicitly told by Belos to take a break as Pip was handling an extremely special assignment but Hunter immediately flipped into panic mode because after getting kinda jealous of Pip and he wanted to show his worth again to Belos so he ended up secretly following along as a scout in order to be the first to find the titans blood.

Belos obviously already knew that the vein was already decayed and full of Fools blood from when he went there years ago, so the assignment Kiki is on was actually just a wild goose chase created in order for Pip to secretly assassinate Kiki (who’s fucked up one too many times and knows too much about the actual day of unity plans so she’s obviously got to go.)

Amity and Hunter end up working together after stumbling onto each other searching for titans blood, though they’re bickering and fighting each other the entire way but aren’t as antagonistic with each other as Hunter has slowly mellowed out after hanging out with the emerald entrails more often so they do actually end up properly bonding :)

Uh until they accidentally stumble onto Pip’s attempt on Kiki’s life…

I’m personally imagining the spiderman meme with Pip, Amity and Hunter happening and then Kiki scampering away at full speed in the background.

So yeah Amity is just majorly confused on the fact that she’s just randomly found Pip in the weirdest situation and place possible after months of no contact or communication…

It gets weirder for Amity as Luz never actually told anybody where Pip was and just vaguely said he was staying with family when asked as it wasn’t technically lying (Luz really didn’t want to break Pip’s promise on not telling anyone who he actually is so this is her guilt free way of avoiding questions on where he is)

Pip doesn’t even let Hunter or Amity think about the implications of this whole situation before running off to go catch Kiki and attempt to go for round two… Amity stops him mid way by grabbing his arm which wasn’t the smartest idea.

Because of the brainwashing tea and all the meddling Belos did with his memories, it genuinely makes Pips brain hurt when trying to recognise who Amity or anyone from when he lived in the owl house and so he usually gets really frustrated/aggressive when seeing someone from his past… so Amity interrupting his assignment genuinely made him kinda loose it and try to kill her instead.

The image is the aftermath but they both hit a draw because Hunter does manage to deescalate the situation by reminding Pip to focus on his actual mission instead.

I’ll probably continue this explanation through either a comic or text post :p

[hollowskullhead]

I have- no, NEED to ask you.

Theatregolf headcanons? (Please feed me/silly)

I haven't caught up with all the videos just yet but OF COURSE I have some head canons about the two old men.

1. I think when they were dating they were both unsure/ in denial that the relationship would work for long BUT AT THE SAME TIME, the idiots are doing couple things or doing quiet activities without a second thought. Both being insecure about what they could provide each other in the relationship but couldn't stand the possibility of being apart, romantically or platonically. (Think of them teaching each other their interests or chatting while holding hands or leaning on each other.) Basically they are so in love it makes them stupid.

2. I think Ruin's Monty is just as sarcastic and die hard for his partner as the other Montys but this one is a bit more reserved. He is a bit more quiet and likes to keep to himself but will be so blunt about things and seems almost uncaring. That's why Ruin knew their relationship was possible when Monty would do small things for Ruin fairly often.

I'd like to think Monty would keep note of everything Ruin liked or exact details they talked to each other about. (Let's pretend Ruin had mentioned once how he liked his tea and Monty could tell you exactly which brand and how sweet he liked it. He would bring Ruin a cup unprompted and Ruin would accept it with a smile but they both wouldn't say a word.)

3. I think Monty acted like a security blanket for Ruin. Ruin was consistently showing his appreciation and thanking Monty for accepting him as Eclipse. Something might have happened when Ruin was trying to be comfortable as Eclipse and Monty's support probably meant the world to him and helped him be more confident as he was. Being without Monty, he was forced to play his part and wear a mask of confidence.

Even in some of the flashbacks, Ruin gets quieter than he usually is and calls out for him.

4. Ruin plays the facade that he has accepted Monty's passing yet he would give anything to have his Monty back. There are SEVERAL times he whispers an "I miss you". His heart still aches.

5. Monty really loved Ruin. The few times Monty snapped out of the virus's influence, he wasn't scared for himself. He was terrified for Ruin.

6. (Let's do a silly one.)

Ruin would peck Monty on the snout or cheek anytime he had to leave suddenly and freak out thinking about it later.

7.Monty likes picking up Ruin (By his scruff, over Monty's shoulder, or scooping him up in his arms) and threatens him (playfully) with making out, though he never would if Ruin was uncomfortable with it.

8. Monty actually hates musicals and singing, he consistently rags on GR Freddy for it. But, he will quietly listen and relax as Ruin sings their little heart out when they find some new musical to enjoy. Monty even requests a few songs and is a bit embarrassed to sing for Ruin when it's a song with a duet but he loves to do it for him. They sing to each other occasionally.

9. If they got to be together again, Monty would take great offense if anyone called him or Ruin "old".

10. I like to think this Monty is taller than the other ones by like an inch or two but is definitely taller than Ruin.

11. If Monty did comeback with a somewhat working condition, he could still be potentially corrupted. I would think he is lucid but suffers a bit of memory loss. He also built himself back up with scraps and broken body cases. He thinks it makes him look more distinguished.

There are probably a few more as I catch up on the episodes but that's all I can think of off the top of my head.

[stars4you777]

Eclipsed

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A/N: idk i just decided to write this in first block and now you guys get a fic! Im making a taglist if anyone wants to be on that send me an ask and later i can put up a vote for angst or no angst😛

Satoru was leaning lazily against a wall, mindlessly humming a nameless tune the violins are playing somewhere in the room. He’s been nursing the same glass of champagne the whole time, slowly swirling the liquid around his glass as he looks around the room. His eyes land on you, well you and Suguru. In the few years he’s known you, he’s yet to see the two of you getting along, and this time is no exception. You’re both subtly arguing, though not many could tell, but Satoru can, the way Suguru’s eye twitches just slightly and the way your nails are biting into your arm.

Yeah he noticed.

In one quick motion he downs the rest of his champagne and pushes off the wall, starting towards the two of you. Its fun to watch of course, but Suguru looks like he’s about to spontaneously combust, and he doesn’t want a real fight breaking out so he needs to step in. He tosses the glass behind him, hearing a faint shatter in the loud room as he walks towards you two. Satoru throws his arm around Suguru’s shoulders and smiles at you, dressed all nicely for their little formal gathering, Suguru said he couldn’t call it a ball so he didnt, boo.

“My my, you look stunning sweetheart, we’re so glad you could make it.” Satoru’s eyes run over you, goodness that dress-

He’s snapped from his momentary lusty haze when Suguru speaks up “Im not happy.”

“WE’RE so happy.” He gives Suguru’s shoulder a warning squeeze, “Sugu you should go get us some drinks yeah?” He knows he’s gonna hear all about his betrayal later. Geto basically despises you, so this was a temporary escape, and he starts walking off, “Thank you sugu~” he says with a wave knowing its just pissing Suguru off more.

The moment he’s out of sight Satoru is laughing, wiping tears from his eyes and almost doubling over “Oh lord- please excuse his highness’s behavior, im not sure anyone can make him as mad as you do dear. He’ll warm up eventually, maybe.”

You laugh and shake your head “I dont think he will ever warm up to anyone but you Gojo-“

You’re cut off by a finger pressing to your lips, and you look up just to be met with those pretty cerulean eyes. “Please, call me Satoru.”

“Oh- of course. Well thank you, Satoru, because i feel like another second and he would have decided to hell with manners and would have beat the hell out of me.”

Honestly he doesn’t hear the rest of your sentence after you’ve said his name, because goodness does that name sound beautiful coming from your lips, it sounds so sinful yet so sweet, he could cream his pants just from that alone.

He doesn’t even realize he’s staring at you until you say his name again to get his attention and a red hot blush flushes his face. “Oh- oh sorry i zoned out. Its quite loud in here, how about we go for a walk?”

You agree, and as your walking out Suguru returns with the drinks and catches the two of you leaving, his eye twitching. Traitor…

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After that night he just knew it, he had to have you, he had been acquainted with you for years, friends for a few months, and now? Now he just wants you all to himself, and that’s selfish because what if you don’t want him? Of course you want him who doesn’t? But…

He’s pulled from his internal monologue when he sees you walk out your front door across the street and sit down on the porch swing, holding a steaming mug, tea, he knows you hate coffee. He thinks back to your walk together, back to your words…

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The night air was cool against your skin, walking just a bit ahead of him, your eyes on the moon. “Are you more of a sunset or sunrise kind of guy?”

“Where did that come from?”

“I just want to know, ive always pinned you as the sunset type.”

“Sunrise. The promise of a new day is so refreshing.”

The two of you stop and you look at him and smile “Thats poetic.”

“Maybe. I assume you’re more the sunset type? Theres a certain romance to sunsets, always pinned you for a romantic.”

“I guess i am, the sunrise kind of matches you honestly.” You smile and look him over “But the sunset makes the sky feel alive. Watching the moon take its place across from the sun, I’ve always seen them like lovers, the sun and the moon. It’s like they’re saying hello before they’re forced apart again. A tragic romance really.” You look away and your eyes drift back to the moon.

You’re looking at the moon, but damn it he cant tear his eyes off you. Your words, they hit deep in his chest, he never thou of it like that. The way you see the world is utterly captivating, poetic, beautiful. He’s staring again, but he doesn’t want to look away anytime soon.

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So here he was making his way over to you again, to his moon. The sun is slowly rising, painting the sky orange and pink with hints of red, but its not as captivating as you. You dont notice him until your swing stops momentarily and he sits down by you, arms stretching over the back of the swing.

“Good morning Satoru.”

He could get used to that. To you. To cozy mornings.

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“The way you think is captivating.”

You turn back to him and smile, “You’re a sweet guy, y’know? I hope you find the moon to your sun one day, Satoru.”

His heart fluttered in his chest and before he could say anything you were walking away. You took his heart with you that day.

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Months. It had been months and he has absolutely failed to make you realize that he wants you, maybe you’re just dense, maybe he’s bad at this flirting thing. This time he was going to make you realize. He needed to.

There you sat on your porch, currently sketching out none other then Satoru, he was late today but he showed up as the sun began to set, and his eyes landed on the sketchbook, blushing slightly at the sight.

“So, ‘s that me?”

“Yeah, it is. Oh look, the lovers are out.” Using your pencil you point to the sun and moon, simultaneously in the sky, shining across from eachother. The way you put it. “The lovers.” Goodness he wished you were referring to the two of you instead. You’re talking again before he gathers the courage to speak up.

“You know, the sun and moons love story is honestly so sad, the original starcrossed lovers. The sun is always chasing the moon, and the moons always just ahead, but to the moon, its flipped, chasing for eons, only shining because it reflects the sun. Its like they’re never to be together. They dont know they’re chasing eachother.”

Satoru is stunned, staring at you in disbelief. Your words, they struck a nerve, made him realize that maybe, just maybe, you were doing the same thing he was doing.

Chasing

You’re his moon, He’s your sun.

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Chatters if yall want a pt2 send me an ask 😛

[yoursinisforgiven]

ECLIPSE ──

pairing: elias x reader (barista) 

cw: fainting, reader experiences a panic attack, mentions of gang violence, ptsd(?).

you are responsible for your own media consumption.

Truthfully, you had zoned out. 

Imagining yourself anywhere but here—maybe back at the Brewhouse—you allowed the daydream to take over. The distinct aroma of coffee clung to your clothes, and you found yourself giggling at something your coworker had just said. She glanced at the wall clock, its oversized teacup-shaped frame mocking the fact that the café didn’t even sell tea. It was a detail that had always annoyed you, though now it seemed oddly endearing.

“Hey, it’s my break. You good here?” Rush hour had just ebbed, leaving the café quiet except for a few college students hunched over their laptops, headphones cocooning them in their own little worlds.

“Yeah, I got it—thanks,” you replied with an easy smile. She hummed in acknowledgment, untying her apron and hanging it on the hook near the back. The door jingled as she stepped out, leaving you alone behind the counter.

The lull was peaceful. You started wiping down the espresso machine, the rhythmic motion grounding you in the moment. The sunlight streaming through the windows painted the space in warm tones, and you let yourself appreciate the stillness.

Then the doorbell jingled again.

You glanced up, and your heart skipped a beat. It was him. The boy with the dark curls.

You almost dropped the rag in your hand, barely catching it before it hit the floor. Quickly, you smoothed your apron and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, trying not to seem flustered. He was a regular, stopping by every few days, and over time, you’d memorized both his order and the faint warmth in his smile.

“Hey,” he greeted, his voice soft as always. He lingered by the counter, hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket.

“Hi,” you replied, hoping your voice didn’t betray the fluttering in your chest. “The usual?”

He nodded, his lips curving into a faint smile. “Yeah, thanks.”

You moved with practiced ease, grabbing a cup and scribbling his name on the side even though you didn’t need to. Your hand hesitated before drawing a small heart next to his name, a fleeting indulgence you immediately regretted yet couldn’t bring yourself to erase.

The caramel macchiato was simple enough, but you couldn’t help being a little more meticulous than usual—measuring the espresso just right, steaming the milk to the perfect texture, and drizzling the caramel with a little more care than strictly necessary.

As the drink came together, you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye. He was standing near the counter, scrolling through his phone, his curls catching the sunlight in a way that made your chest tighten.

“Here you go,” you said, sliding the cup across the counter toward him, a small smile tugging at your lips.

He looked up, his fingers brushing yours briefly as he took the cup. “Thanks. You always make it better than anyone else.”

The words warmed you in a way the café heaters never could, but before you could reply, the sound hit you.

A deafening crack, then a low, gut-wrenching groan as if the building itself was alive and in pain.

The café around you shuddered violently, and your ears filled with the sound of crumbling walls, shattering glass, and the screams of patrons. It was almost too much to process—a cacophony of chaos that drowned out everything, even your heartbeat.

The sweet dream faded into a nightmare.

No, not a nightmare. A memory.

“Hey.” Elias’s whisper drags you back to the present, and you are reminded just where you are. The cold gaze of James bore into you from across the room, icy and unyielding. Your heart quickens with each passing second, the pressure in your chest building like a vice.

You’re not at the Brewhouse. You’re not making Elias’s coffee. No.

Reality hits you like a train. The truth swirls chaotically in your mind—you’re here, in this sterile meeting room, where the air is heavy with unspoken judgments. The table feels solid beneath your hands, but the rest of the world spins, untethered. You’re on a carousel, and you want off. Now.

Elias’s hand finds yours, grounding you just enough to make the spinning slow. “Meeting’s over.” he says softly, his voice cutting through the haze.

You nod mutely, letting him guide you away from the piercing stares and the fluorescent lights that feel too bright, too harsh. Each step toward the doorway feels like walking underwater, your limbs heavy and reluctant.

As you reach the threshold, the world tilts violently. Your knees buckle, the edges of your vision narrowing into a dark tunnel.

“Hey, hey!” Elias’s voice is alarmed now, his grip tightening as he tries to steady you. But it’s too late. The last thing you see is his wide-eyed face before the ground rushes up to meet you.

“Stop,” James’s voice cuts through the room, cold and unsympathetic. “They’re fine. We can’t run to comfort them every time something scares them, now can we?”

Warren, who had abruptly risen from his seat to move toward you, pauses mid-step. He lets out a sigh before sitting back down. “See that they’re tended to, Elias.”

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author's note: requested elias drabble.

[helinedmightbehere]

headcanons for the celestial family in svens au!! :] i go insane over them

@bloodmoons-knife :33

sun, moon & earth were all made to be equals. moon had his intellect, sun had his magic, and earth had her compassion (and she's good with IT :] feel the need to include that since she's learning it in canon and !!!!!!!) .

mercury & earth have tea parties together :] sun usually helps them with the baking for it - sometimes joining in .

moon, mars & mercury regularly prank the other siblings & they have prank wars on each other. saturn gets caught in the crossfire a lot- .

actually speaking of saturn, i imagine they'd really like jewelry. yes this is solely because saturn has rings but hush i like it .

neptune is just the chillest dude ever. they got very little problems and is usually the one to calm everyone down during a stressful event .

sven's the type of dad to send a really outdated meme to the family groupchat and laugh about it. neptune eggs him on. the other siblings hate them for it .

jupiter's the tallest cause. yknow. .

jupiter regularly makes fun of suns height because sun always talks about how he should be the tallest since he's the sun - which is the biggest thing in the solar system- .

eclipse was either not that big of a problem or was a problem until his redemption arc (also i'd like to imagine he was sort of a failed creation by moon by using his own code to make another animatronic???) .

earth and eclipse are besties in this universe too. anyone else & he hisses like a feral cat. i accept zero criticism. .

jupiter & saturn are best friends as well and idk how to explain my reasoning for this they just are .

i'd like to imagine venus is very like. flirty?? charming?? mainly because of venus from roman mythology. they're also the most hot-headed because. planet temperature yknow .

neptune and venus sort of. banded together to keep the others from threatening monty- mostly using the fact that earth would be upset as their main argument .

venus and roxanne have toxic yuri energy i take no criticism once again .

sven has told the tsams siblings that if they ever need a place to stay while some horrible thing in their universe happens, his dimension is always open to them. he's very much hoping they take the offer

[florence-not-italy]

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i know, i know - normally people do it for milestones like 100. i chose 80 followers as a goal since the dawn of this blog because 80 is my favourite number :) also i missed 50 so... i have a post scheduled to invite everyone to participate, not just followers - look out for that

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— request in my ask box

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notes:

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[thegaangneedstherapy]

any good wips out there?

hi! yes so many! (I actually just learned what 'wips' meant) I don't know how I've been in fandoms/the fanfiction world for so long and never learned but now I know! (it’s work in progress for anyone else who didn’t know)

ZUKKA WIPS

In Defiance We Find Hope by

Firelord Zuko and Ambassador Sokka, now in a peaceful post-war world, are thrown into an alternate reality where the war’s outcome was drastically different. They find themselves sixteen again, facing a world where Aang never woke, the Water Tribes thrived, and Ozai is a loving father. Together, they must navigate this strange reality and find their way back home and to eachother.

this specific fic is finished the but the series is not! still lots of story to be told!!

Abyssal by Nyxelestia

Sokka tried to rescue Sage Shyu from the collapse of Roku's temple. Instead he, Shyu, and Zuko were all captured by Commander Zhao.

And Zhao never wastes an opportunity.

This one has a lot of sensitive content so read the tags and warnings!!

This is my favorite WIP at the moment. I’m eagerly waiting for the next update (Fans of leaving it all behind and war games will love this)

have courage and be kind by mydearestangelica

by day, zuko is the mistreated and indentured son of an exiled former ruler, and sokka is the charming prince of the kingdom. by night, they are the blue spirit and captain boomerang, stars of the kingdom’s underground fight club. cinderella shenanigans ensue.

Real Enough to Get Me Through by marriedzukka

After Iroh passes, Zuko reaches his breaking point. As he navigates the path through grief, he meets a kindred soul and begins to heal in more ways than one.

Hasn’t updated in a little bit but OMFG SO GOOD!! possibly one of the best zukka fics IMP

At the Top of the World by Lady_of_the_Flowers

Zuko is sent in disgrace to Alaska's Northern coast to ensure nothing stands in the way of Sozin Oil Company’s new offshore drilling project. He is willing to do whatever it takes to make his father see he’s worthy, even if it means fighting against the one person he's met who actually seems to give a damn about him.

also hasn’t updated in a while but I have hope!

winner takes all by dragonbagel

sokka takes on republic city, ft. pro-bending, equalists, freedom fighters and one mysterious, scarred tea server

turn around, bright eyes by Cryellow

There was only one eclipse. Somehow, Zuko had lived three others in the last few days. The question was, Why? What did the spirits want him to do? (Timeloop au)

hopefully I did this right :)

Enjoy!!

[tsamsheadcanons]

headcanons for the celestial family in svens au because i started thinking and couldn't stop:

sun, moon & earth were all made to be equals. moon had his intellect, sun had his magic, and earth had her compassion (and she's good with IT :] feel the need to include that since she's learning it in canon and !!!!!!!)

mercury & earth have tea parties together :] sun usually helps them with the baking for it - sometimes joining in

moon, mars & mercury regularly prank the other siblings. they have prank wars on each other. saturn gets caught in the crossfire a lot-

actually speaking of saturn, i imagine they'd really like jewelry. yes this is solely because saturn has rings but hush i like it

neptune is just the chillest dude ever. they got very little problems and is usually the one to calm everyone down during a stressful event

sven's the type of dad to send a really outdated meme to the family groupchat and laugh about it. neptune eggs him on. the other siblings hate them for it

jupiter's the tallest cause. yknow.

jupiter regularly makes fun of suns height because sun always talks about how he should be the tallest since he's the sun - which is the biggest thing in the solar system.

eclipse was either not that big of a problem or /was/ a problem until his redemption arc (also i'd like to imagine he was sort of a failed creation by moon by using his own code to make another animatronic???)

earth and eclipse are besties in this universe too. anyone else & he hisses like a feral cat. i accept zero criticism.

jupiter & saturn are best friends as well and idk how to explain my reasoning for this they just are

i'd like to imagine venus is very like. flirty?? charming?? mainly because of venus from roman mythology. they're also the most hot-headed because. planet temperature yknow

i think that's all?? if i got more i'll come back :]

I love how people are making so many headcanons about Sven. He deserves more screetime, change my mind.

[twister-sister]

Has JK or anyone else met Frank in the suits au?

Or does Frank just go around wherever doing his own thing?

S. Sun: Yeah I've met Frank he just kinda showed up one day, not sure where he came from, he's sorta like a stray cat the Spades city folks take care of.

C. Moon: Kill it with fire

D. Lunar: I'm with moon on this one

H. Eclipse: Frank is okay, shows up at the worst time sometimes, especially when I try to get alone time with Aurora

Clover: We have tea together some times, he brings me teas from different dimensions!

H.M Solar: Too busy to really get to know him. Twist, Clover and Jack like him so I guess he's okay

J.K: Frank stops by every now and again to give me updates on other dimensions and their creators, especially a certain candy-coated one, he is my eyes on them and my children, they don't know of course, I intend on keeping this dimension calm by any means necessary

whispers: he is the only other one who also 'remembers'