#solar shots

[sunredamancy]

[basilbots]

HANK! DON'T BELIEVE DARK SUN WHEN HE SAYS MOONS ARE ALL TERRIBLE AND NEXUS IS A NATURAL EXAMPLE OF THIS! HE OBVIOUSLY ORCHESTRATED AND MANIPULATED NEXUS INTO BECOMING WHAT HE IS TODAY IN THE HOPES SUN WOULD CAVE AND KILL HIM! IT WOULD BE THE CRITICAL TURNING POINT TO GET SUN TO BELIEVE IN HATING ALL MOONS LIKE DARK SUN CLEARLY WANTS! HANK!!!

[bamsara]

working on my celestial omens fic and reading the note i posted last year that said it was a going to be only 3 chapters and only take the month of may to finish. last year.

[bogdreamz]

twin fantasy if it was awesome

[memoirsofasim]

Solar Flare 2.0, Oasis Springs - Lounge

[humijpg]

Magican Korvo with a Valentine Special Terry & a small Terry !

Requests from:

@one-rover

@baly0110

[deyisacherry]

What's real. — Solar and New Moon/Nexus [TSAMS]

Solar could distinguish what was real and possible for a long time. He could understand if it was best to let go, if it was best to do what was necessary to live.

What he didn't understand was what he felt with Moon.

Here, next to him.

They're not working, they're finally hanging out, they have music that Moon picked in the background as they stand by the security desk to talk.

Soft laughter, bad jokes, interests and anecdotes being shared.

... Since when did this become real?

His reality, his normality.

Even in silence and enjoying the melody, he feels calm. He feels good.

He watches Moon move his head from side to side, up and down. He lets out a soft laugh and just looks at him leaning on the desk. Stupid.

In a good way.

He's- he's not very good with tastes. He doesn't know what he likes. He doesn't really have favorite things. All he knows is his job.

Sure, the music sounds nice, he knows that even Moon doesn't have many favorite interests, he likes anything he finds acceptable at first. But he still always felt a little out of place.

That's when he sees Moon approach and take his arm.

"Dance." He says firmly with a smile.

"... Excuse me?" Solar answers stunned.

Dance? Oh no, no no no, he has never danced-

Without looking when, he had already started dancing with Moon, both of them moving to the rhythm of the song. The moon-themed animatronic sang the lyrics as he moved, smiling and calm. Solar just watches the other's face as he continues to dance, he doesn't even know what he's doing, how well he's doing it, but at the moment it doesn't seem to matter.

He starts to laugh softly. They spin. Solar feels so alive and-

A small movement and Moon has fallen into his arms. Solar freezes, staring at his face, Moon looks back at him and still smiles.

... He feels his systems going crazy.

He was about to say something, but...

A blink and the scene had changed.

This is not real.

They are not in daycare. They are in a dark, cold, desolate place. In his arms, the one who was his friend has changed his form, his essence.

And by god he feels his non-existent stomach turn when he... Nexus, looks haggard. Darkened eyes, bright purple lines all over his face and hands, his smile is down and shows... hate, pain, fear?

He feels his own hand resting on the opponent's chest, the other still holding him. Nexus opens his eyes slightly and fixes them on Solar's hand.

He also lowers his gaze.

He feels the systems of his plasma cannon activate. An unpleasant sound that he already knows reaches his audio receptors, when the small port that sealed the cannon in the palm of his hand opens. A beep resonates and he sees the light shine on the other's chest.

His eyes slowly shift to Nexus' face.

Tears form in his own eyes as he notices that even then he is unable to look at him with regret. It is just a cold, cruel, emotionless gaze.

“Just do it. It wouldn’t be a surprise… if I were the one to die in your arms now.” He says softly and venomously.

Solar shakes his head. No. No, he really doesn't want to- not him, he could never-

. . .

The cannon charges.

Flashes of his other Moon and his Monty pass before his eyes.

And when the final sound is about to come-

“NO!” He lets out a heart-rending, desperate scream as he sits up in bed, his hands holding the sheets tightly threatening to tear them.

Eyes wide open, synthetic breathing accelerated, fans at full intensity. If he could sweat he's sure it would be cold.

He's shaking.

... It was a dream.

His eyes travel to his hand, covered by the glove he rarely takes off.

And he falls silent.

He doesn't hear anything. He doesn't hear Sun or Moon coming. Maybe it's better this way. They don't need to know how badly this is affecting him.

It's not real.

It wasn't real.

But he also has no idea if his- friend... was ever real.

[h-didanart]

…. So Nexus right?

I haven’t watched the episodes but I’ve heard about how he basically tortured Ruin and Moon by digging through their memories and stuff.

Which

Kinda

Might’ve

Given me an idea

It’s not canon to the au, of course but

But like

I can’t just not do something with it

So

Trigger warnings: Dissociation, panic attacks, flashbacks (though they don’t show heavy violence), implied torture, implied SA (? It might not be super obvious to those unfamiliar with the main au//fic)

Extra warnings: I got feelings when writing this, so, uh, you’re probably going to cry. As always, Bloodmoon is an unreliable narrator, even more so in the type of mental state they’re at here. Read safely

———

And You Drop Us Like That In A Nexus Of Torment

———

They stared at the ground, claws shaking as they tried to lift themselves up. Their breathing was ragged and their vision was blurry, barely able to make out the patch of grass they had been dropped at.

They winced at the ache in their joints, but managed to sit up. Their arms moved to hug themselves after a second.

They were alive. They survived. They… where were they?

They looked around, tensing up at the darkness that surrounded them.

It was dark. It was so dark they can’t see—faint light.

Faint light behind them. There was a source of light. They had to focus on that.

They turned to the light, a blurry mess of yellow and white standing in the distance.

They had to get closer.

They had to get away.

They moved to stand, legs giving out at first before they tried again.

Once they were standing they moved to approach the light source, trying to ignore the way their injuries burned with every move— they don’t have injuries, they do, they don’t, then why can they feel the gashes in their legs? They aren’t real, but they are there, they’re not there, they never left, they did, they can feel him, he isn’t here, they’re gonna die, they won’t, they’re gonna die, they—

Tripped and fell.

They sat up, tears falling to the ground.

They can’t think about that.

They had to keep walking.

They had to focus.

They had to make it home.

They stood up again, now face to face with what seemed like a house.

They knew that house.

They stared at the house and its bright lights. There were people inside.

Maybe they could help. At least they would be better than I’ve always been curious about what really happened in October- Don’t -Let’s see what you have to hide~- Please

A hand went up to their mouth to muffle the sob that escaped.

Keep it together.

They took a breath and walked up to the door.

Slowly they raised a hand to knock, but hesitated. They rubbed harshly at their eyes, suddenly self conscious of what they undoubtedly looked like.

They took a shaky breath and finally knocked.

It wasn’t a very loud knock. They steadied themselves and knocked again.

They let their arm fall back down, other arm wrapping around themselves tightly. They stared at the door, anxiously waiting for whomever would open it.

After a while, they got their answer. A yellow figure with striped pants stood there, probably confused if not scared. Not like there was much to be scared of.

They tried to look at his face, their gaze immediately dropping to the floor the second one of his rays came into view.

It was muffled but they heard him say their name. It kinda sounded like their name, at least.

They took a breath and their voice box crackled on. But nothing came out. They tried again, getting straight to the point.

“Is Solar home?”

All of them stood there in silence for some time.

Sun moved to the side.

The door did not close.

They stared at him- as much of him as they could see at the moment. He gestured to the area inside.

They glanced inside, then back at Sun.

They watched him hesitate before reaching out a hand towards them. They looked at it, for a long time. And slowly their own hand went up to his.

He guided them into the house.

A pressure let up in their chest.

The inside was brighter than the outside, and the smell of cat fur and sweet foods put them at ease.

They found themselves sitting at a couch a moment later. They heard as Sun left, his footsteps followed by a different set of footsteps.

Their footsteps echo through the la—daycare He’s leaving them to die

They brought their knees to their chest, burying their face in them.

They’re on the flo— against a play structure They can’t move He’s laughi— dead silent

They clutched at their hood.

They just want it to stop

A burning sensation started bubbling in their chest, their breathing only accelerated with it.

Not here. Not here.

They heard themselves whine as they ground their teeth together in a ditch effort to avoid the inevitable.

For the love of God not here.

They felt a wet cloth land in their head.

Their claws immediately reached up at it, their legs pushing them against the couch’s corner.

Someone sat close to them.

They stared for a second or two.

Tears started pouring out of their eyes before they even pounced on him. He held them gently, rubbing circles on their back.

They still couldn’t let themselves break down however, they had to warn him. But the only thing that could come out of their voice box was sobbing, and they wouldn’t be able to stop once they started.

They held tighter onto him.

A feeling of weightlessness overtook them, only making them cling onto him more. And then a door closed.

They were in his room.

They looked up at him. Solar looked back at them.

They… supposed they could cry for a bit. He wouldn’t judge. He wouldn’t laugh.

They could do that then.

So they let the sobs escape, and they let themselves shake in his hold, and they let themselves be scared. And through it all he held them, and he cradled them, and he comforted them.

That’s all they needed at that moment.

[rimmsel]

April 8, 2024 Solar Eclipse New Brunswick, Canada

[vanillaxoshi]

Im sorry for your loss on Solar not having the chance to beat up Reramos BUT OUR WINDY BOY FINALLY GOT HIS SPOTLIGHT WOOOOOOOOOOOO

GOOD LAWD I WOULD GO ON ABOUT HOW THEY ANIMATED BELIUNG BUT I DONT HAVE THE JARGON TO COMPLETELY EXPLAIN IT VKDNCKNFKFNCNC BUT THEY DID HIM A LOAD OF JUSTICE ON THAT INSANITY SEQUENCE I LOVE IT SM OH MY GAWDDDDDDDDD

Anyways what’s your thoughts on the episode?

My only thought is butterfly Bel rn cuz it’s iconic that they kept him lmao

-Duri Stan Anon (GO GO SOLARRRR)

Kuputeri basically just confirmed the elements are fully sentient, its implied but not straight out confirmed

First off, murder

Damn murder on screen straight up

"This is what i was afraid of, the Tempest power has taken over himself"

Being taken over by the elements are essentially bad news

Well that makes sense, since whenever they appear when boi loses memories, they cause chaos, example is duri who keeps taking over himself

Then we got Kuputeri calming boi down and telling him, he has control, not the power itself

(lol, if i put it in ES terms, even the users dont consider the powers themselves)

I love how beliung is brought up and how mainc he went

And wow, all what i guessed did happen, the wings were the hoverboard, wings and fan that smacked Reramos and almost killed him(beliung was becoming overkill there)

The entire ep was epic, one of the things that made the comic lack for me is because it felt rushed

The animation fixed that

Overall, love the ep

[martinsorbit]

I'm just throwing this idea here since I think there's people who can execute it better:

DCA pirate au but with the aesthetics/vibes and tech from "Treasure Planet" (2002)

[eponymous-rose]

"Oh no," said I, "it's going to be cloudy the day of the solar eclipse."

Welp!

[bamsara]

Wireless Behavior

You are often reminded that your animatronic friend turned roommate by unspeakable circumstances is, indeed, a robot, and they are well aware that the world is a very different place outside the pizzaplex.

Sun jumps over a moving car, stops a burgaler from breaking into your apartment, Moon shields you from the cold, is recognized as the DCA outside, and your living room gets destroyed as Eclipse is sitting on your rooftop. Just domestic moments.

One-Shot |Wordcount: 6,229 | Post-Fire, Domestic (mostly) Contains Suggestive-Humor, contextual spoilers for Solar Lunacy. Romantic-Leaning

[solcarow]

HELLO .

[kaiserouo]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE GUN I'VE BEEN DELETING IS DOUBLE SHOT HANDCANNON

AND IT'S VOID TOO?????

yeah i know what to pair with my lucky pants and the call

[bitchfitch]

anyways. sun died badly:/