#punk! sun

[lec743]

Punk! Sun Fic (Rockstar AU)

Here’s a Sun POV for our Rock Star needs! I wrote this without editing much so I’ll look through this later for editing purposes. The Punk! boys just want to live a simple, life as far as I can get off from @kaleidoscopek9′s writings so far. Like they want the freedom to travel and see what they want to see when they want to see it, but I get heavy, “they want a domestic life” vibes from these boys.

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           Sun was playing on his synthesizer to cool down from playing on the drums for the show. They had nowhere to be, and it was still crowded out there with fans buying last minute merchandise, so Faz-co allowed them to stay in the changing room, backstage. They weren’t being carted off to their gilded cage back at the HQ. So, it was a relief to Sun, because it was something different, even if it was technically still the same old-same old.

           Sun had his back to the entrance doorway as he was relaxing on the fainting couch when he heard the door open.

           “Are the crowds still thick, Moon,” Sun asked over his playing.

           “They are but look who found me.”

           Sun kept playing as he turned his head 180 degrees.

           There you were, smiling wide and bashfully waving at him from beside Moon.

           Sun stood up with a gasp and said, “Why isn’t it our little spouse!”

           Under your breath you said, “I’m never going to live that down…” Then turning to Moon, louder you said, “I found you? I came out of the bathroom, and you jump scared me. Then we had to hide in a closet for ten minutes so that the other fans wouldn’t swarm you.”

           Sun walked around the fainting couch. His head realigning with his body as he playfully scolded Moon.

           “Moon, why would you do such a thing with our lovely star,” Sun said as he stood before his best friend, “without me?”

           “What?” You screech.

           Moon starts laughing.

           Sun’s raise spun around his head at the sound of Moon’s laughter.

           Then turning to you he said, “I’m just kidding. I don’t like scaring people. But I got to say, that was a cute little sound you made.”

           “You should have heard them when I scared them outside the bathroom,” Moon said, calming down from his laughter.

           Sun thought the little pout you were doing with your lips was cute.

           “You’re both really lucky I want to be here, or I would have left already.”

           “Awe, we’re touched Angel,” Moon bantered.

           “Besides our amazing music and good looks, what makes you want to be here so badly?”

           You look up at Sun then look away bashfully as you start pulling two envelopes out of your pants pockets. One yellow and one blue. You handed them each their own respective color coded envelop.

           Wringing your hands together as you stared at the floor, you said, “It’s not the prettiest thing that I’ve made, but it’s something that I wanted to make since I felt like words didn’t fit the scene in my head well enough.”

           Sun and Moon opened their envelopes.

           Sun saw a crud but well thought out drawing of him taking care of a large garden in a mountain valley. Smiling wide, he leaned against Moon to show him his drawing, and Moon did the same with him. Sun saw that Moon got a drawing of him at a dance party with women and men in colorful clothes as they danced in circles.

           The two of them were so caught up in how cute your little drawings were that they didn’t realize that they had gone silent.

           “Okay, well, that’s all I wanted to do, so I better go before I get you guys in trouble,” you say as you keep looking to the ground and start retreating for the door.

           “Oh, Star! This is lovely,” Sun said as he went up to you and gave you a hug before you could leave.

           He picked you up off your feet and swung you from side to side.

           “Is it okay if I hug you? I’m sorry for asking after the fact but I got excited. Your drawings are amazing!”

           “Oh! Uh, no, I don’t mind, just got a bit surprised there… My drawings are okay.”

           “They’re wonderful!”

           “They’re okay.”

           “Absolutely beautiful.”

           “They made you happy and that’s what matters.”

           Sun pouted into your shoulder; he didn’t like that you weren’t accepting his complements.

           The sunshine animatronic rock star sat you down on the ground, but he kept his hands on your shoulders. Turning his head 180 degrees to face Moon, Sun asked, “Did security see you come in with them?”

           “Nope.”

           “Ah good, then that means we have some time for ourselves with our little Star,” then turning his head back around he added, “Because I am determined to get you to love your own art.”

           You snorted at him.

           Sun’s rays spun around his head at that, and he squinted at you, taking your little laugh as a challenge.

           “We have paper and a few glitter pens. Will you draw some more for us?”

           You shrug, then said, “I can, but drawing isn’t my forte.”

           “What is your specialty then,” Sun asked as he straightened up and crossed his arms over his chest.

           “I’m a writer. I like writing fanfiction in my free time.”

           “Have you written fanfiction about us,” Moon asked as he sat down at the vanity table.

           You weren’t looking at either of them, but in as casual of a tone of voice you could muster, you said, “I have.”

           Sun saw the mischievous smile spread across his friend’s face as he asked, “Did you write smut about us?”

           Your face scrunched up hard, like you had eaten a lemon.

           “No comment.”

           Moon howled with laughter.

           You glared daggers into Moon.

           “Can I read your work!” Sun asked enthusiastically.

           He didn’t mind if you write smut about them. It’s not like it’s real. Sometimes what people come up with for their sexual gratifications can be interesting, too.

           You smirked then said, “Sure you can. If you can find it.”

           “That’s not fair you haven’t even told us what your Internet handle is.”

           You shrug then said, “Oh well. I guess you won’t be reading anything of mine then.”

           Now it was Sun’s turn to scrunch up his face like he had eaten a lemon. He folded up your masterpiece and pocked it. Then taking your hand, he led you over to the fainting couch and pushed his synthesizer out of the way so he could pull up the coffee table. He grabbed some paper and the cup of glitter pens off the vanity that Moon was sitting at. Then he laid them out before you.

           “I’m going to draw my succulents; will you draw me a setting sun over the ocean?”

           You shrug again, then said, “It won’t look all that great.”

           “You’ll do fine,” Sun then turned to Moon and asked, “Do you want to join us?”

           “I’m going to vibe over here,” Moon stated as he pocked your drawing of his and picked up his bass that was resting against the vanity he was sitting at, “You have fun with them on your own.”

           Sun saw you give his friend a thumbs up and Sun nodded at him then turned his attention back onto his little project. Sun’s not completely sure why but drawing brings him such an intense sense of nostalgia that it makes his gears grind.

           As much as Sun loves his adoring fans and being around them to sign their photos or shirts or foreheads, he appreciates having one on one time with them when he can. It’s nice being in a calm environment, having you there with him acting like he doesn’t fluster you with nerves because of his rock star fame, while Moon strums on his bass.

           “Do you think you’ll have any kids one day,” Sun asked randomly, wanting to start a conversation somewhere.

           “Oh, I don’t know,” you said with a sigh, “I don’t want to raise a kid by myself and. communities in this day’n age, and part of the world, don’t exactly have the mindset of, “it takes a village to raise a child,” so I kind of have to find a partner and yada-yada-yada. People are just complicated man. It depends on the child, I guess???”

           Sun nodded as he put the finishing touches to his drawing, “Yes, people are complicated.”

           He then flipped the paper over to cover his work and waited for you to finish your drawing. The two of you talked about a lot of different things; about favorite instruments, memes you both laugh over on the Internet, about your college. Sun enjoyed talking to you. You have such a warm aura to you, and it let him think what it’d be like to live outside of the company.

           Finally, you were done drawing and the two of you switched drawings.

           You used every available gritter pen they had on hand to make the scene. It was crudely draw, but oh so beautiful and freeing to look at.

           “I love it,” Sun said holding the drawing to his chest like a teddy bear.

           “Yours is much better than mine,” you stated as you looked over his cross hatched blue drawing of his succulents that he keeps on their tour bus windowsill. It was a realistic drawing.

           Before Sun could try and dissuade you from comparing yourself to him over their art, they heard a knock on the door.

           You waisted no time and ran to hide inside their clothes rack. You covered yourself in the clothes and held still.

           Sun turned his head 180 degrees to see one of their security people come in and say, “Hey, it’s safe to leave now. We need to get you guys back to HQ.”

           “Alright. Thank you for your time,” Sun said, “We just need to pack up a few things onto the bus.”

           The security guard nodded then closed the door behind him.

           You poke out of their clothes rack, “Welp, that’s my cue. Since I’m not paying for your time, I don’t want you guys to get in trouble for being with me… and vice versa… Let’s be real, I’ll be the most in trouble.”

           Sun watched you crawl out of the clothes rack and Sun got up and walked over to you.

           “We enjoyed your company, Star. I hope to see you again soon.”

           “I’ll try, but with the way Faz-Co keeps hiking their ticket prices, I might have to start sneaking into shows.”

           “Do it,” Moon said, not looking up from his bass, “I dare yah.”

           You flashed them both an impish smile, “Maybe I will.”

           “Do you need us to escort you?” Sun asked, wanting some more time with you.

           “Nah, I got this.”

           You made your way over to the door. Checked to see if the coast is clear. Then you dipped.

           “I like them,” Moon said.

           Sun looked down at your drawing he had close to his chest, “I like them too.”

[kaleidoscopek9]

I'm tearing up(perhaps even crying) to the fact that Sun still remembers daycare's theme music. Like. Why. Why so much hurt.

*slaps my hand on top of Sun’s head*

This bad boy can fit so much trauma in it.

[ghostpal]

Oh hey I forgot I had this in my drafts. Came out nowhere near as good as I had hoped but I can always draw it again later :)

This is from @kaleidoscopek9 ‘s punk sun and moon au and a post regarding sun and yn hiding frim everyone because its a fun challenge and it made my brain go brrrp cause im fucking gay

[total-fandom-tr45h]

The Star Screamers Meet the Moth

@kaleidoscopek9, here is a little something for your punk au, I hope I wrote the boys right!

Sun and Moon were not happy, to say the least. 

They had been hearing rumors whispered between stagehands about the possibility of a new animatronic being brought into the band, and the very thought irked the duo, Moon more so than Sun. Another animatronic meant more competition, and a liability onstage. They trusted each other, but they couldn’t trust someone new. 

But it was just rumors, and nobody had said anything outright, so neither of them put any stock in anything they heard.

So one could only imagine their shock and anger when a few days before a show, as they were walking backstage to go through the normal routine of mic checks and other technical maintenance they spot another bot being poked and prodded at by a couple of techs, while the main stage manager talked and checked things off on his clipboard. 

Sun and Moon looked at each other for a moment before Sun put on a strained smile, walking over while Moon hung back, arms crossed over his chest as he simply watched the new animatronic. 

“Hey! What’s going on?” Sunny asked, trying to sound cheerful as normal, but his voice came out a little more forced. The stage manager looked up from his clipboard and smiled, looking up at Sun.

“Ah, good you’re here. This is Luna, the newest addition to The Star Screamers. She’s going to be on backup vocals and guitar. Management is hoping that by adding a feminine element to the band will pull in even more fans.” The man explained as Sun nodded along, glancing over at the new addition. 

Luna, as she was called, seemed to have a body structure similar to him and Moon, but with a more 3-dimensional head and more feminine proportions, and not to mention four arms. Her casing was a light gray color, looking almost like an off-white. She had synthetic hair (similar to Roxanne) that seemed to be dyed black, if the flecks of white showing through were anything to go by, and it was choppy looking, like someone gave her a really bad haircut. Bright yellow antenna poked out from the black synthetic mop, swaying and bouncing with every slight movement she made. 

Luna wore a black leather jacket over a white, beat up tank top, both of which were obviously custom made, with extra sleeves for her arms and the neck holes widened to account for the large fuzzy collar around her neck that extended almost halfway out to her shoulders and down to where her sternum would be if she were human. Dark wash jeans and black combat boots finished her look, along with the casing on her face being either totally overhauled or painted over to give her darker “makeup”, including lipstick and eyeshadow. 

Luna gave a hesitant smile, lifting one of her unoccupied hands to hold it out towards Sunny. “Nice to meet you…” She spoke quietly, as if she could almost tell that she wasn’t quite welcome yet. 

From the shadows Moon sneered, watching with irritation as Sun shook Luna’s hand. Of course this was all just another way for the higher ups to gain more money, using another animatronic like a tool and treating them like a prisoner. 

Moon stepped out of his hiding place as the technicians finished up their fine tuning on Luna and he walked over, glaring directly into her eyes, which were bright green with black sclera. “Don’t get in my way.” He growled before pushing past her, his arm catching on something. 

Whipping his head around, he saw that from her back there was a pair of wings reminiscent to those of a Luna Moth, but the bottoms of them were torn to shreds. He let out a grunt and stormed off, shoving his hands in his pockets. 

Luna sighed despite her obvious lack of lungs and gave Sun another small smile. “Sorry if I’m imposing on you guys, I don’t want any trouble…” 

Sun shook his head, waving a hand dismissively. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be fine. Besides, it’s not like any of us had a choice in the matter.” 

There was a moment of silence between the two animatronics before Sun clapped his hands together. “I’m going to go find Moon. Talk to you later, Luna.” He said before taking off in the direction Moon stormed off in, leaving Luna alone. 

She sighed again, static accompanying the sound from frustration and sadness as she ran a hand through her chopped hair. “That could’ve been better…. but it could have been worse I guess. Well, I guess I had better start practicing then…” 

She muttered to herself before wandering off, folding her wings up into their compartments in her back as she walked toward the bus she was brought there on. 

[thegoodwitchynki]

I'm completely normal about this movie...

Anyway won't it be cool if all media was treated with this much love and care

[sketchynoodles]

It’s too cold out to not have a scarf on

[vhs-rat]

blep

[punkrock-confetti]

Engie i drew to cope with the hot weather💔

[xitsensunmoon]

Random punk rock au with @just-a-drawing-bean @starsketchez @skizabaa from magma session <3 We honestly slayed

[devonsawas]

SLC PUNK! | 1998 ↳ Written & Directed by James Merendino

[villetela]

I thought these two looked a lil similar so i thought they'd also get along LMAO

Two of these eclipse's (and LDR sun and moon) are owned by: @biggiesnails and @spadillelicious

[kaleidoscopek9]

18 for punk boys!

18: Neck or shoulder kisses?

Moon would looove kissing his partner’s neck, especially if it would get a reaction out of them. He sees it as a very vulnerable, sensitive spot for humans. Grazing his sharp teeth tantalizingly over the skin as he’d pepper their neck and cheek with small sensual kisses.

Sun probably wouldn’t focus on his partner’s neck for kisses unless he knew it was something they really enjoyed. Though he would absolutely give them some small kisses on their shoulder if he was holding them close, and he had access to their bare skin. He would enjoy the soft intimacy of it all.

[eroticlamb]

Chris Cornell of Soundgarden, Hollywood, 1989 ⋆ ౨ৎ ˚ ˖ ࣪ Photographed by Robert Matheu

[aleiiii]

Punk!Rockstar Macaque? he is in edgy clothing too :D i imagine him to wear eyeliner and him playing DOOR 2 DUSK (METAL GUITAR)

and Punk!Rockstar Wukong? he can wear those too, but still have his aesthetic! i think that would be cool, and he can be alongside Macaque

and then Na is just a girl they snatched out her home, because she's their unstable butts' emotional support and silent therapy

zozoko….your brain…..it works wonders…..

So much so, that I decided to make an edit with the drawing I did for this

Enjoyyyyyy (this is literally the first time I’ve edited something so don’t even worry about how some stuff is wonky)

the drawing itself and a lil interaction doodle

Also I like the idea that Wukong would wear a mask (he has stage fright…. Or somethin) , similar to sleep token band members hehehehe love me some sleep token

[saltciphblr]

I'm back from camping and I drew robots kissing humans while I was in the woods because no one could stop me

[linkinparknews]

Welcome back, Linkin Park 🖤 .

The music video for the new song of Linkin park “The Emptiness Machine” is out now : lprk.co/fromzero/youtu…