#moonlight chats

[toqiuh]

felt like doing a cute fanart of them

[xhopetea]

a lot of random cookie run sketches bc i don't have anything to post rn

[derpykitti]

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[llamaisllama777]

LAES,TSAMS,EAPS DAILY*/WEEKLY* REVIEW SHOW!!!!

Sorry it's been a bit since I last did one of these, but I'm back and here to take a look at today's new episodes

I love this group so much!!!

I'm glad Molten,Jack, and Dazzle have finally found friends like them. It's so cute and wholesome!

I love how they just yeet a toy to its death in the beginning of the episode. I love how they just stinkin' trying to solve a murder (A FAKE ONE)

I love how Sun even gets involved and goes full Riddler. (Sun face it, you're a father now. And a great one at that!)

This episode was so fun and cute! I love it!

I wonder if Sun and Moon's will be as wholesome?

Oh....oh no.

Nexus.... did it.

He broke Moon.

I didn't think it was possible to break Moon unless it was like the death of Sun or something, but here we are!

Moon did still hold remorse for what happened to Johnathan and probably the July 16th kids as well it's just unlike Sun, Moon didn't express his emotions. He kept them inside, hidden deep. And now Nexus has brought all those emotions to the surface!

I like how Moon says that Sun and Solar will be fine without him. It's a problem ya but the fact he thinks Sun and Solar are so capable without him it's kinda wholesome.

Monty is actually a pretty good friend. Monty admits he is not perfect, far from it! But he's changing. He's better now. Thanks to the whole Celestial family! Monty tries to help Moon, but it's clear Moon is gonna need a bit before he can be back to his usual self.... if he ever does.

Now, with Moon out of action, this means it will be easier for Nexus and Dark Sun to kidnap Sun. This may have all been a part of Nexus' plan break Moon, take Sun. Nexus will probably try to torture Sun and break him to get the shards but considering the fact even after Creator badly mentally tortured Sun and didn't get what he wants I don't think it will as easy as Nexus think it will be. Sun is stronger than any of them know.

And lastly....

Eclipse ACTUALLY OPENING UP TO SUNRISE AND MOONLIGHT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! SHDHDVEUDGJWWEHEIEHWD!

YEEEEESSS!!!!

About time!

I'm glad to see that Eclipse is.... kinda sort of trying to be a friend.

Hopefully, Sun, Moon, and Eclipse can figure out what to do about this universe's Eclipse if/when he shows up.

Hi, Francis, long time no see. 👋

Also, Francis has a point, Earth, Puppet, Foxy, Sunrise,Moonlight, this world's Monty, and even Ballora are his friends. It's time for him to realize and embrace that and I hope he does soon.

Puppet.....please....get some rest! You are no help to anyone like this! Have you even talked to your son since the murder he witnessed!

Go talk to him! 👉 🦊

Seriously, Puppet, this isn't helping anyone. It's hurting you and the others, and you probably are Vincent's number one suspect for the murders.

GREAT EPISODES!

Especially, the Sun and Moon show episode! I really liked that one.

11/10!

[sees-text-shenans]

I do have one dumb request, it's based around Minatos "Canon Name" And how if you change language on PC it defaults to Makoto Yuki, making people say it's his canon name. That's the only idea I have but it's an interesting one

OMGG dude yess, here’s what i came up from your prompt!!! i hope you like it :)

[fallofthecelestial]

[cheesecakemermaid1048]

some meme I thought of during the update

[kingedmundsroyalmurder]

Blue Castle Book Club 2.0 - Chapter 10

The dinner party has arrived. And here I want to bring us back to the descriptions of the Stirlings that we put a pin in back in chapter one. In order, we have:

Aunt Mildred --

Chapter 1: Oppressively competent, Aunt Mildred would talk endlessly of her husband and her odious prodigies of babies to Valancy, because Valancy would be the only one she could find to put up with it.

Chapter 10: Big, capable, patronising, voluble Aunt Mildred, who thought herself the cleverest woman in the clan, her husband a little lower than the angels and her children wonders. Had not her son, Howard, been all through teething at eleven months? And could she not tell you the best way to do everything, from cooking mushrooms to picking up a snake? What a bore she was! What ugly moles she had on her face!

Cousin Gladys –

Chapter 1: For the same reason, Cousin Gladys—really First Cousin Gladys once removed, according to the strict way in which the Stirlings tabulated relationship—a tall, thin lady who admitted she had a sensitive disposition, would describe minutely the tortures of her neuritis.

Chapter 10: Cousin Gladys, who was always praising her son, who had died young, and always fighting with her living one. She had neuritis—or what she called neuritis. It jumped about from one part of her body to another. It was a convenient thing. If anybody wanted her to go somewhere she didn’t want to go she had neuritis in her legs. And always if any mental effort was required she could have neuritis in her head. You can’t think with neuritis in your head, my dear.

“What an old humbug you are!” thought Valancy impiously.

Aunt Isabel –

Chapter 1: Aunt Isabel, downright and disagreeable as an east wind, would criticise her in some way—Valancy could not predict just how, for Aunt Isabel never repeated a criticism—she found something new with which to jab you every time. Aunt Isabel prided herself on saying what she thought, but didn’t like it so well when other people said what they thought to her. Valancy never said what she thought.

Chapter 10: Aunt Isabel. Valancy counted her chins. Aunt Isabel was the critic of the clan. She had always gone about squashing people flat. More members of it than Valancy were afraid of her. She had, it was conceded, a biting tongue.

“I wonder what would happen to your face if you ever smiled,” speculated Valancy, unblushingly.

Cousin Georgiana –

Chapter 1: Cousin Georgiana—named after her great-great-grand-mother, who had been named after George the Fourth—would recount dolorously the names of all relatives and friends who had died since the last picnic and wonder “which of us will be the first to go next.”

Chapter 10: Little Cousin Georgiana. Not such a bad little soul. But dreary—very. Always looking as if she had just been starched and ironed. Always afraid to let herself go. The only thing she really enjoyed was a funeral. You knew where you were with a corpse. Nothing more could happen to it. But while there was life there was fear.

Uncle James –

Chapter 1: Handsome, solemn Uncle James, whom Valancy disliked but respected because he was reputed to be very clever and was therefore the clan oracle—brains being none too plentiful in the Stirling connection—would probably remark with the owl-like sarcasm that had won him his reputation, “I suppose you’re busy with your hope-chest these days?”

Chapter 10: Uncle James. Handsome, black, with his sarcastic, trap-like mouth and iron-grey side-burns, whose favourite amusement was to write controversial letters to the Christian Times, attacking Modernism. Valancy always wondered if he looked as solemn when he was asleep as he did when awake. No wonder his wife had died young. Valancy remembered her. A pretty, sensitive thing. Uncle James had denied her everything she wanted and showered on her everything she didn’t want. He had killed her—quite legally. She had been smothered and starved.

Uncle Benjamin –

Chapter 1: And Uncle Benjamin would ask some of his abominable conundrums, between wheezy chuckles, and answer them himself.

“What is the difference between Doss and a mouse?

“The mouse wishes to harm the cheese and Doss wishes to charm the he’s.”

Valancy had heard him ask that riddle fifty times and every time she wanted to throw something at him. But she never did. In the first place, the Stirlings simply did not throw things; in the second place, Uncle Benjamin was a wealthy and childless old widower and Valancy had been brought up in the fear and admonition of his money. If she offended him he would cut her out of his will—supposing she were in it. Valancy did not want to be cut out of Uncle Benjamin’s will. She had been poor all her life and knew the galling bitterness of it. So she endured his riddles and even smiled tortured little smiles over them.

Chapter 10: Uncle Benjamin, wheezy, pussy-mouthed. With great pouches under eyes that held nothing in reverence.

Uncle Wellington –

Chapter 1: Uncle Wellington, whom she disliked and despised even though he had fulfilled the highest Stirling aspiration, “marrying money,” would say to her in a pig’s whisper, “Not thinking of getting married yet, my dear?” and then go off into the bellow of laughter with which he invariably concluded his dull remarks.

Chapter 10: Uncle Wellington. Long, pallid face, thin, pale-yellow hair—“one of the fair Stirlings”—thin, stooping body, abominably high forehead with such ugly wrinkles, and “eyes about as intelligent as a fish’s,” thought Valancy. “Looks like a cartoon of himself.”

Aunt Wellington –

Chapter 1: Aunt Wellington, of whom Valancy stood in abject awe, would tell her about Olive’s new chiffon dress and Cecil’s last devoted letter. Valancy would have to look as pleased and interested as if the dress and letter had been hers or else Aunt Wellington would be offended. And Valancy had long ago decided that she would rather offend God than Aunt Wellington, because God might forgive her but Aunt Wellington never would.

Chapter 10: Aunt Wellington. Named Mary but called by her husband’s name to distinguish her from Great-aunt Mary. A massive, dignified, permanent lady. Splendidly arranged, iron-grey hair. Rich, fashionable beaded dress. Had her moles removed by electrolysis—which Aunt Mildred thought was a wicked evasion of the purposes of God.

Uncle Herbert –

Chapter 1: Perhaps Uncle Herbert wouldn’t say anything—or perhaps he would remark jocularly, “How fat you’re getting, Doss!” And then everybody would laugh over the excessively humorous idea of poor, scrawny little Doss getting fat.

Chapter 10: Uncle Herbert, with his spiky grey hair.

Aunt Alberta –

Chapter 1: Aunt Alberta, enormously fat, with an amiable habit of always referring to her husband as “he,” as if he were the only male creature in the world, who could never forget that she had been a great beauty in her youth, would condole with Valancy on her sallow skin—

Chapter 10: Aunt Alberta, who twisted her mouth so unpleasantly in talking and had a great reputation for unselfishness because she was always giving up a lot of things she didn’t want. Valancy let [Herbert and Alberta] off easily in her judgment because she liked them, even if they were in Milton’s expressive phrase, “stupidly good.” But she wondered for what inscrutable reason Aunt Alberta had seen fit to tie a black velvet ribbon around each of her chubby arms above the elbow.

Olive –

Chapter 1: And Olive, the wonder girl of the whole Stirling clan, who had everything Valancy had not—beauty, popularity, love,—would show off her beauty and presume on her popularity and flaunt her diamond insignia of love in Valancy’s dazzled, envious eyes.

Chapter 10: [8 paragraphs of detailed description that end in the following] “And yet,” thought Valancy, summing her up with a new and merciless conclusiveness, “she’s like a dewless morning. There’s something lacking.”

Obviously the chapter 10 descriptions, with Valancy’s new perspective, are far more biting that Valancy of chapter 1 allowed herself to be. But also these are all obviously the same people. Valancy always saw them as they were, but until now she did not allow herself to actually have real opinions about them. She was too busy worrying about how they were judging her to judge them back. Now, she does not care what they think of her, so she is free to criticize and observe. In chapter 1, she was careful to compliment where she could or at least to stay neutral. Here, she holds nothing back. Even those few relatives she likes – Herbert and Alberta – are not spared biting commentary. As the narrative says, “She let herself go with a wild, inner exultation.”

Other thoughts:

Georgiana is absolutely who Valancy would have grown up into. Others pointed it out last book club, and it’s so true. Proper, stifled, ruled by fear, disregarded by everyone.

“Permanent” is such a wonderfully evocative descriptor here. Gives you a sense of Aunt Wellington right away.

Everyone is always decreeing things about Valancy and Valancy’s mother is always going along with them. Aunts Wellington and Isabel decide how Valancy will present herself (hairstyle and clothing colors respectively). Aunt Wellington here decrees that Valancy has no social presence, and as a result no one pays any attention to her at all. Amelia Stirling, Valancy’s mother, gets no say in how her own child is seen by the clan and the world.

Our second murdered spouse has entered the narrative, namely Uncle James’ wife.

Colors mentioned:

Iron-grey sideburns

Pale-yellow hair [pale yellow, since that's unreadable on the screen]

Iron-grey hair

Spiky grey hair

Black velvet ribbons

White, regular teeth

Golden-brown hair

Brilliant blue eyes

Face of rose

Neck of snow

Blue-white diamond flame [blue-white]

Rosy, pointed nail

Green chiffon

Brown silk

Ivory silk

White satin

Pale green georgette

The italicized colors are describing Olive. I had honestly expected her to get a few real colors, but she really does get neutrals and green and that’s basically it. Her eyes are blue and her hair is brown but everything else is white or blush (“rose”) or green. Neutrals mixed with a color associated with jealousy.

Now granted, there’s enough nature in this book that green is hardly a bad color. Valancy’s about to get a green dress of her own here shortly. But Valancy is undeniably jealous of Olive here, because Olive is everything she, Valancy, is not. Green is aspirational as well as envious.

Meanwhile almost every Stirling is grey. Uncle Wellington gets yellow hair, but everyone else is just grey.

[starb0oooy]

Finally witnessed this monstrosity in person

[brdcge]

@distrxst said: ,, what ? me ? jealous ? never . " -freak to freak communication

" mm. "

oh, he hadn't meant to cause a stir. a simple conversation about training -- giyuu mentioned something about some corps members, no one important enough for akaza to care about. and, in turn, akaza speaks of her past. previous slayers that showed even an ounce of interest. it isn't until, finally, a topic is landed on: a previous water hashira. it wasn't like akaza hadn't fought previous warriors, some too boring to remember. but there was one -- a water hashira from a long time ago, interesting enough to keep akaza remembering.

interesting enough to make giyuu jealous. the other would deny it, but she could see it. a flick of bitterness, a frown that wasn't his typical deadpan expression, and the way his arm gripped his sleeve. oh. oh that's adorable. that's delicious.

" then you're not jealous of the way i still remember how he fought me, yeah? " egging him on, trying to uncover the beast within giyuu's ribs. of course none of it mattered, that hashira was dead and gone (and akaza had feasted like it was the first time) but for giyuu? it can matter. just a little. " he had chopped my arms off -- could you imagine it? he got so close. " and failed, he failed. but it's fun to watch the expression on giyuu's face as she comes closer, a purr on her lips. (show me that animal, tomioka.)

" he told me his name, before i killed him, " inches away, breath on giyuu's lips. " masahi. but i'm sure you're not jealous of that, are you, beloved? "

A LITTLE JEALOUS. / accepting!

[ashleyysss]

Hi:) @angelliicc this is your request edit I hope you LOVE IT❤️🥹 and I'm very sorry for waiting this edit and I hope it's perfect🥹

(And I add Adrienette ❤️)

[atelolucid]

A shrew and a mouse drinking hot chocolate on the roof of a mushroom house

[moonlights-thoughts]

Don't ask me why but-

I could just be hungry, but their hair styles are at least somewhat similar-

[neoruby-loves-ut-aus]

SWEET HOME ALABAMA Pt 2

Queen Anora (Sun's deceased mother) at the corner: I never even dated him. What did my baby do to deserve this?

Dream: I swear to Asgore that her mother is literally 26 years older than me!

Sun: *speechless and disgusted*

Also what actually happened when Moon was protecting Moonlight:

AU belongs to @nightmarefrisk-moon

@shaylacousintale @analexthatexists @nightmarefrisk-moon @redloves

[asherthehimbo]

MEOEOWOWOWO MEOWWOOWOW MEOWOWOW MEOWOWO MEOWOWOW MEOWOWOWWO

i mean meow

MEOWOWOWOWOWOWOWW

literally me

also

GO TO SLEEP U HAVE SCHOOL TMR MEOW MEOW🫵🏻