#momma eclipse

[asksolgaleo]

"From teaching me to fly to helping me learn constellations... I miss her terribly." @asktheisle

Amelia's cast section updated. Hints updated. Ask box will be opening shortly.

#replies #BABY ALTAN REVEAL!!!! #ohhh he misses his momma so much #this is her reveal too actually #she is v important for reasons despite being 100% dead #designing her was fun because im not a fan of canon lunalas design so i knew i had to be clever #her wings make up the slither of a crescent moon and the stars and sky #and her body is the eclipse #she represents a 'total eclipse' to altans 'annular eclipse'!

[moonchild-in-blue]

ECLIPSE 🥹😭 PINK FUZZY FINGERS ☀️🌑🩷

Someone hold me I am emosh 🌒

#WOW #guys. life is beautiful man #momma and papa are hugging and kissing at last 🥹 this is just like potc #wowowwowowowowo #eclipse #solar eclipse

[akkpipitphattana]

first kanaphan be like i WILL be a mommas boy no matter how different the characters i play are

#akk and yok may be complete opposites but if it’s one thing they both are it’s mommas boys #liz rewatches the eclipse #liz consumes media

[stillalittlelostngl]

Was in the glide path of the last solar eclipse in 2017 and will be again for the next one in 2024 - isn't the universe a funny thing?

#ive been so home sick lately #ive been feeling like the move was a mistake #but idk its kinda comforting knowing me and the moon are vibin like that #if i was superstitious id probably take it as a sign #and who knows maybe i will anyways #my momma is gunna see the eclipse from hundreds of miles away just like i will and well be connected in a way #sometimes she texts me at night to tell me to go look at the moon cuz its so pretty that night or whatever #her view isnt the exact same as mine. im in a city and shes in a small town - im sure her view is a lot clearer #but idk. its nice ya know #the moon is beautiful no matter what #and me and my momma are reminded of each other when we see it #i love my mom basically is this gist of this #rant

[monilisasims]

4t2 + Momma Lisa Conversion - Eclipse Dress x Dusk Diva Boots

credit : madlensims

SFS / MF

#4t2 conversion #4t2 clothes #the sims 2 #ts2 #ts2cc #s2cc #momma lisa #sims 2 download #sims 2 clothes #everyday #formal

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

how is a fairy born?

cuz I'm assuming they don't have mommas

are they born from plants? or in some type of fairy void?

they aren't born from other fairies. They have no reproductive organs.

Sundrop fairies are created when a dewdrop enchanted by the light of the dawning sun falls onto a blooming bud. The sleeping fairy appears inside the flower as it opens.

It's the same process for Moondrop fairies, just with the moon instead of the sun. And the moon needs to be at its highest point in the sky.

Lunar, and moondrop helper fairies in general, can only be created during the light of a blue moon, and when the fairy cries for help. From their tears and the light of the moon blooms the flower, and out comes the fairy.

Black Sun fairies are created when a flower bud is directly beneath the eclipse's cast shadow, from with the flower burst into flames and out comes the fairy.

TL;DR- they come from magic and flowers XD

#answered ask #fairy au #dca fairy au #fairy au lore

[naffeclipse]

Soft underbelly lil thought what rutted in my head and I had to share

So Sedka will eventually learn how to speak (and of course her first word will be "mama" or stars help Eclipse survive the wrath of momma lmao)

But what about her second word? Can you imagine the reaction if it's any version of "dada" or "papa"?

Like one day when Eclipse yet again being all cheeky pestering yn while momma holds her baby trying not scare Sedka with growls lil bean will reach her tiny hands to Eclipse wanting attention too and just the most cutest and demanding "dada" felling from pup's lips? The absolute SILENCE what will follow lol. Eclipse would die and ascend for a sec there I bet X)

Stop giving me brainroots I can't with my thoughts

Oh yeah, Sedka's first word will be mama! As for the second? Oh, both Y/N and Eclipse would become dead still, eyes wide, before Sedka makes more grabby hands and frustratedly calls out dada again!

Y/N wants to be mad but it's just so sweet coming from her daughter! Eclipse, of course, is so cheeky and waiting expectantly for Y/N to let him hold Sedka. At this point, Y/N feels comfortable enough to trust Eclipse and would allow him, too, even if Y/N is still pondering how attached both she and Sedka have become to the orca siren.

#tway-la #soft underbelly #orca!eclipse #leopard seal!reader #fluffball

[the-faketiccit0by]

Bloodmoon: *telling Lunar they're working with Ruin again*

Lunar:

Lunar: *pulls out ouija board* I'm telling KC

Bloodmoon: wait what-!?

Eclipse: oh please as if she will respon-

Lunar: she said she wants to talk to you after

BM holding the planchette and crying: i'M sOrRy MoMmA-

#sun and moon show #sams #incorrect sams quotes #sun and moon show lunar #sams lunar #sun and moon show bloodmoon #sams bloodmoon #eclipse sams #sun and moon show eclipse

[quitealotofsodapop]

More Wukong with the cubs

@soniclozdplove

Ohohoho babies! The sheer amount on Wukong is adorable <3

I can def see the Eclipse twins in there + Yuebei and Luzhen. Wukong carrying his cubs around like a momma possum. XD

Pov: MK is about to get grilled on why he's been fighting demons without his mom's knowledge. Wukong keeping that "disappointed mom"-look even as the babies crawl over his face and hide in his hair.

I really love how you draw Wukong's face and his armor, it looks so nice. The babies are also super adorable <3

#submission #others art #sun wukong #dad sun wukong #post jttw stone egged au #jttw stone egged au #lmk aus #lmk #lego monkie kid

[narrans]

The Orion's Daughter : To Lands Beyond | Chapter 16 | Parley and Purpose

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Chapter Sixteen | Parley and Purpose

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Words could not describe the immense ship currently eclipsing the sun. I thought our ships in the neighborhood ports were massive, but this ship was on a whole other level. Yes, it belonged to giants, but there was a difference between hearing about the ships of the Orion and then seeing them in person.

Steele’s shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly beneath my momma and me. I didn’t know if that was merely because Steele was a little older or if he was wary and nervous for what was to come. Whatever the reason, I was prepared for nearly every scenario. Sure, I didn’t have my emergency bag, but all I needed was my sword and hidden dagger to start problem solving.

My momma reached over and held tightly to my left hand. I assumed it was because she liked the reassurance or that she needed the stability as we sat there perched on Steele’s shoulder, but neither of us spoke as we rode up to the Bennevis.

The ocean rocked and churned under the dinghy, feeling a bit like a bucking horse, as Steele stood and followed Wofur’s lead in standing and grasping the rope ladder that hung over the edge over the bow of the ship. As Steele grasped the ladder, two of the oarsmen leaned over and held the bottom of the ladder to keep it from twisting and pulling away from the ship.

“Allow us, Ser,” they said in almost perfect unison.

Ser? For some reason, I imagined the word capitalized and spelled with an “e” and not an “i,” but that was usually reserved for knights and officers.

Wait…

I looked up at Steele, glimpsing only part of his profile, as he kept his keen violet eyes affixed to the top of the ladder and the bow of the ship. An odd sensation crept over me as I braced for each step that he ascended.

Steele told me he was part of the military and that he studied warfare as well as some of the battles and strategies he used, but he never said where he was in the fray. Was he a grunt? A foot soldier? Or was he a knight? An officer?

I gazed up at Steele in awe.

There was still so much I didn’t know about him.

I decided to interrogate him about it later. For now, I kept my eyes wide open as Steele finally made it to the top. I glanced down and instantly felt a partial wave of nausea swirl in my gut. I haven’t felt something like that in a while, but looking down at the dinghy and the ocean from what was surely a lethal distance made me the slightest bit uneasy.

I didn’t let it show though. I swallowed dryly and turned my attention to the deck of the ship.

There was so much to see that I could have spent hours evaluating the scene before me. There were a few dozen deck hands scurrying around this way and that performing different tasks. Some of them were cleaning the deck. Others were checking the rigging. Others were swinging from ropes making sure the sails were being taken care of.

Regardless of what they were doing at the time, the moment Steele stood on the bow, all of them stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him. Silence settled over the ship and nothing but the occasional flapping sound of a tarp being jostled in the wind broke the veil of silence.

It wasn’t until the shrill scream of a whistle snapped the crew to attention that anything happened. I turned my eyes to the Captain’s quarters and felt my jaw slacken as I spotted someone who I could only assume to be the Captain and the First Mate, but this isn’t what caught me by surprise. It was the fact that they were both women.

The Captain, Tanna Aludor, wore a light blue frock coat that was the same shade as the vests of the crew members. She wore a tri-pointed brown leather hat that sat on top of straight black hair that fell right to her shoulders. Her dark brown eyes were that of a predator, ready to strike and sound off a command without hesitation. Her knee-high boots sounded heavy as she strode across the wooden planks toward Steele. Her movements were sure and determined, just like how Steele had taught me to be.

The First Mate followed immediately behind, a mousy looking girl on the outside, but a burning blaze in her green eyes. Her light brown hair was tied back into one long singular ponytail that flowed behind her with an unearthly flow.

As the Captain passed, all muttered, “g’day Captain,” and kept their heads bowed until she had completely passed them.

Feeling it was only polite, I dared to stand on Steele’s shoulder as he subtly fell into some stance that must have been “attention” and maintained it until the Captain was within arm’s reach of him. Her charcoal eyes flicked to my momma and me just for a moment, giving me just enough time to imitate the gesture I saw the other crew members perform and for her to recognize it before her eyes flicked back to Steele.

“Captain, permission to come aboard,” stated Steele in his native tongue, keeping his eyes straight forward without looking her directly in the eye. My heart pounded excitedly, getting to see everything firsthand.

Then, with her right hand, she bent her elbow up toward her shoulder, keeping her palm facing her. She did not put her arm down and said nothing for several seconds. Mesmerized, I watched as Steele’s eyes widened before he shifted ever so slightly and mimicked the motion, but he kept his palm away from him, not toward himself. Then, after a moment, he lowered his hand, and Captain Aludor did the same. Only then did the Captain speak.

“Ser, permission is not necessary for someone of your rank aboard my vessel,” stated the Captain. Steele smiled and shook his head in amused disbelief.

“I am retired, Captain Aludor. The ship is yours regardless of my once esteemed rank,” replied Steele softly. I could tell he was maintaining formality by the words he chose to use, but his tone was friendly enough to promote conversation. “Please, allow me to introduce my comrades - my hanai. This is Raina Toro and her daughter Terrilyn Lun.”

There was an instant spark of curiosity from the Captain as she looked to Steele and then to my momma and me. Once again, I gave the same bow as before, but I dared not speak just yet. I had suddenly been thrown into a new set of customs and I was not about to interject incorrectly.

I made sure to make eye-contact this time though, ensuring Captain Aludor that I was not going to be overlooked. Steele taught me about the importance of eye-contact, and I was not about to back down entirely. Respectful, but not submissive.

And she saw it.

There was a moment where I swear I saw a flicker of intrigue before she looked back to Steele.

“Well, I shan’t keep you long then, shall I. Please, will you join me in my quarters for a discussion?” asked Captain Aludor as she stepped to the side and gestured to the Captain’s quarters at the stern of the ship. Steele, glancing back once more at his friend, turned and nodded once. Captain Aludor spun on her heel and, without another word, began marching toward the stern. Steele’s footsteps were significantly quieter, him not wearing any shoes, compared to the Captain’s bold stride. Still, Steele commanded the attention of the deck just as the Captain had done.

It made me wonder more and more about Steele’s background. He told me stories, but never spoke of his rank. I never thought to ask because of how he told the stories. He always sounded like he was among the soldiers, with them and not above them. Was this how the Orion organized their forces? Or was this how Steele conducted himself?

I knew what I would be doing tonight.

The Captain’s quarters were simple but sophisticated. A massive window took up nearly the entire stern of the ship, letting in the scene of the ocean behind her. There was a cot, desk, oil lamps that hung from the ceiling, maps and charts showing the topography of the ocean floor as well as lines showing the tides and flows of the ocean. There were odd devices measuring distance as well as dials and devices that I had no inkling of what they could do. I stared at the map for a few moments, really taking in the scope of the entire world.

What an amazing place….

What adventures awaited the horizons sketched on that paper?

The Captain and First Mate maneuvered around the desk and sat, gesturing to Steele and Wofur to sit as well. Steele nodded politely before calmly walking over and taking a seat opposite the Captain. For several seconds, the silence returned when the Captain leaned forward in her chair, clasping her fingers in front of her calculatingly, and peered over at Steele.

“Shall I overlook the formalities and address the subject directly, Ser?” Captain Aludor asked, speaking in their homeland’s native tongue. Steele, leaning back in his chair and clasping his hands in his lap, nodded.

“I believe that would be the best course of action,” agreed Steele, smiling politely as he glanced over at momma and me to make sure we were comfortable before redirecting his attention to the Captain.

“Very well,” sighed Captain Aludor. “We are on the brink of war.”

At this, Wofur stiffened while Steele remained completely unblinking. I knew this silence, and it was a contemplative one. Steele was pondering something, measuring the tone and situation as well as events leading up to now. In a matter of moments, he responded.

“With Keonune and Laryuen?”

The Captain’s eyes widened in surprise. Evidently, Steele had hit the nail right on the head. But how?

“Your reputation precedes you,” stated Captain Aludor. “Zeto, please retrieve the documents.” The First Mate, who hadn’t uttered a word, spun on her heel and rummaged through a drawer by the desk, and emerged with a stack of papers as long as her arm. For someone of my height, it was easily eight times my height. She set them on the table in front of Steele, but he merely looked at them as First Mate Vela Zeto began her explanation.

“Ser, this is all of the documentation we have had over the past few moons. Events have been building to their current status, and if the trajectory isn’t altered, all Orion will be in all-out war within the next moon, if not sooner. The counsels have already begun… preparations….”

I didn’t know why, but Steele’s demeanor shifted ever so slightly. His shoulders tensed suddenly, to the point where my mother and I had to readjust to make sure we didn’t slip noticeably to the other Orion in the room. More importantly, I don’t know why the First Mate looked specifically to my momma and me as she hesitated in her words. The pause was more than her trying to find the right word. It was like she was being… cautions. Sensitive. Careful.

Steele glanced at the pile of documents before looking back at the First Mate and the Captain. He didn’t even bother reaching forward. He merely shook his head, a tired smile pulling his lips upward, before he addressed them.

“As I have said, I have retired, and my last encounter with the leaders of Keonune and Laryuen is far in my past. I am retired - exiled if we want to call it what it is - and far removed from current events. What insights could I possibly provide that you have not already obtained from these documents?” Steele asked. I listened to his diplomatic tone and his cool, level headedness.

“Ser, it was your diplomacy that broke through to both of these leaders. It was your negotiations that prevented what would have been the bloodiest warpath of our time. I’ve read all of your work and others’ evaluations of your battle tactics, and your actions that day alone saved countless lives,” piped up the First Mate Vela Zeto. Her eagerness and tone told me she was well-read about Steele.

Was he really so well-renowned?

“And I am certain you will be able to sufficiently subdue them once again. Meet their demands and be willing to compromise,” stated Steele. At this, Captain Aludor readjusted in her seat and lowered her clasped fingers.

“Ser, their demands are unable to be met. If you would review the documentation, you would see what they are asking for,” stated Captain Aludor.

“Pouring over documents is for the council members and scholars who are immersed in recent events. It is one of the reasons I have been content in living in exile, among other whys and wherefores. I have paid my dues, and now I wish to wash my hands of this,” stated Steele.

“Are you saying you would be willing to allow this war to proceed?” asked Captain Aludor, voice as stiff as her upper lip and the look in her eye sharp as a sword.

“As I said, I have been content living in exile. There are others far greater than I whom you can seek counsel from, but the solution you seek does not lie with me. I offer my sincerest apologies that I was unable to assist you and that your travels were not as productive as you intended,” stated Steele.

I looked to the Captain and the First Mate before catching Steele’s stern look. It was a look I knew from years of trying to wheedle favor from him. He was obstinate and it was practically impossible to convince him to change his mind once it was made up.

With a single, courteous nod, Steele pushed himself up and smiled politely at both the Captain and the First Mate.

“Thank you for considering me and for considering my counsel, but I’m afraid I am unable to assist. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” Steele said and, with one last nod, turned to his friend, Wofur Otagun. “If you will escort me back to the mainland, I would be most grateful.”

I could see Wofur’s apprehension. It didn’t take much to see he was waiting for the Captain to give some kind of acknowledgement in approval. I glanced over my shoulder, suddenly realizing that I could feel my pulse in my neck. Were nerves getting the better of me? I could only hope I wasn’t shaking as I waited with baited breath for something to give between the others.

Then, as the Captain’s eyes met mine, I knew she had been bested.

“Well, thank you for your audience, Ser. I am sorry on behalf of our own counsels that aid was not provided sooner, and I am sorry to have waisted your time. We will be departing in the next few days, but you won’t have to worry about us breaking the Directive of Noninterference. I only ask that you think about the circumstances once more and consider all of the factors. Regardless of your final decision before we leave, we come and go in peace and as allies,” stated the Captain. She rose to her feet and once again saluted in that same foreign way, waiting respectfully for Steele to dismiss her.

With a relieved smile, Steele acknowledged her gesture before he turned and strode toward the door. I could feel him shaking beneath me, but kept my head held high in confidence. Steele would have a million questions to answer from me later, but right now was not the time.

We needed to be the united front we always were.

The other Orion sailors saluted as Steele passed, but the passing glances between him, my mother and I, and the Captain conveyed their disappointment that Steele was not staying aboard.

The voyage back to our homeland was uneventful and silent, but also tense. I could practically feel the confusion in the air. What was there to be confused about? If they wanted to force him back, they could. Was it imperative that he come willingly?

We touched ground as my questions formulated and swirled in my head, threatening to make it ache, and Steele disembarked from the vessel. I heard his sigh of relief as he took several steps onto land.

“Steele.” Wofur had stepped off of the vessel with Steele and had followed after a few paces, far enough away from the other sailors who had brought us to and from the ship for them to not hear. They continued to speak in their native tongue rather than the Common I grew up with. “Please, reconsider.”

“My friend, my argument has been presented and my evidence laid out. I do not know what else can be said about the matter,” stated Steele. Wofur, hanging his head and nodding ever so slightly, reached into his coat pocket and withdrew the documents that were on the Captain’s desk. I didn’t need to see Steele’s expression to feel the way his posture and energy changed at seeing his friend present him with these immense documents.

“I ask only that you read through the circumstances and see what may await us on the horizon. It is not just our lands they are threatening. You heard the First Mate, right? That preparations are being made?” implored Wofur. “For the sake of you and for your hanai, please just read through the documents and think about it.”

I looked up to see Steele’s features harden as if they were turning to stone.

“You would press me on this, my friend? You would bring my hanai into this?” Steele’s voice rumbled in his chest, making his shoulders tremble beneath me. I glanced from Wofur to the partial profile I had access to while glancing up at Steele. “Careful, Mossback, because your words sound dangerously close to a threat.”

Wofur shook his head in disbelief and actually scoffed, both of which made me bristle defensively. I knew it wasn’t my place to speak out, but I couldn’t just keep quiet any longer.

“You heard my father,” I stated firmly, using my firmest and most decisive tone as I spoke in their language. All eyes turned to me, and I realized I needed to remember my manners. “Please, do not trouble him with your issues further. If he says he washes his hands of this, then respect him and his reputation to heed his advice.”

Wofur straightened up ever so slightly as he looked at me. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to establish superiority by emphasizing his height with a stretch, but I found myself mirroring his movements to show him I wasn’t intimidated. It wasn’t until I caught the glimpse of emotion in his eye that a spark of worry ignited within my thoughts.

The look was almost of concern and pity.

“If he will not read the documents, then I ask that you do. Perhaps you will understand the urgency and insistence we Orion have in requesting his attendance,” stated Wofur. He stepped up to the edge of the cliffside and carefully set down the stack of parchments and reports. He turned and looked back at me before offering what I thought to be a curious smile. “I can see much of him in you, young one, and I can only hope you’ve adopted more than his fighting spirit.”

“She certainly has,” complemented Steele as he glanced to me, smiled, and then returned his gaze to his friend. “Thank you, my friend, for coming. If I do not see you again before you depart, know your presence filled my soul. It has been too long since I’ve seen a familiar face from home.”

The two of them shook hands before Wofur turned and departed.

I watched all of them become nothing more than specks on the horizon as their ship remained anchored a fair distance away from our land. Something about seeing those sails tied tight made me believe that we had not seen the last of them.

Steele, with a sigh, finally tore his eyes away from the horizon and turned to the documents. He rested his hand on them absent mindedly as he raised his other hand for momma and me to step on.

“Steele?” called momma as she stepped forward and carefully placed her hands against his thumb. His violet eyes were distant as he stared blankly forward. He was obviously deep in thought.

Rather than take the hand down, I decided to take an alternative route and, despite my momma calling out for me to not do it, turned quickly around and climbed down Steele’s arm and ran along his forearm to stand on top of the documents he seemed vaguely focused on.

Finally close enough to see the words scrolled onto the parchment pieces, I took a few steps back and let myself read the foreign tongue I had been taught.

Immediately, however, I almost wished I hadn’t started reading.

The very first document was a topographical map, and I recognized the territory instantly. It was our homeland, but more specifically a set of islands right off of the Eastern coast. For the most part, I had only studied this area vaguely and knew that the people there often supplied fish to the towns and to the inland areas.

The marks around it, however, were what made my blood boil.

The marks around the island had only one word – captured.

Captured? As in the land had been taken over? By whom? The Orion? Did this have something to do with those two territories the Captain mentioned earlier? Keonune and Laryuen? Why were they invading our land? What about this Directive of Noninterference thing? Were they not holding to it.

I glanced over my shoulder to see Steele’s eyes no longer focused on the parchment pieces, but on me. He was looking at me expectantly, as if he wanted me to speak first; and so I did.

“Steele, would it be alright if I read through these? I want to know what your friend meant,” I said. My request made Steele stiffen, but he nodded.

“Yes, of course. You do not need my permission to learn,” said Steele.

“And if I have questions?” I prompted, wanting to ensure I had his support.

“You may ask them, and I will tell you,” he stated. Those violet orbs of his barely glimpsed the map at the top of the page, and his eyes filled with mild regret and frustration. His sigh sounded like a distant gust of wind over the fields as he turned and leaned against the cliffs, shoulders sagging slightly.

I listened as my momma tried to console him, but I knew instantly that Steele suspected from the beginning what those documents I was standing on contained. The problem, however, was that I didn’t know, but I was about to learn.

I hurried inside to our home and gathered all of the candles and lanterns I could so that I could read uninterrupted for the rest of the night. Goodness knew it was going to be a long one.

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Book One: The Orion’s Factotum

#borrower #g/t #g/t community #borrowers #giant/tiny #handheld #giant tiny #tiny #giant #gianttiny #gt community #gt #gt fluff #gt writing #gt story #gentle giant #g/t fluff #g/t writing #size difference #sfw g/t #g/t author #g/t concept #g/t comfort #g/t characters #g/t fiction #g/t fandom #sfw #sfw giant/tiny #gt concept #g/t ocs

[akkpipitphattana]

MOMMAS BOY

#i have GOT to stop falling for mommas boys characters #liz watches the eclipse #liz consumes media

[g0dspeeed]

WIP Timezone

Tagged by @direwombat and @inafieldofdaisies 💕

A smidge of writing this time!

Four years after the Collapse, Eli Palmer is awoken in the Wolf's Den by his young son to some terrifying news:

The hour was late. That much Eli Palmer could tell as the blaring green light flooded in from the main room of the Wolf's Den, squinting his dark eyes from his shoddy twin bed in the tiny room. A simple change, but he thought the odd lighting was the best way to create some sort of sleep cycle for the Whitetails in the bunker, a form of structure for the northern survivors of the end of the World. Blinding light aside, what was even stranger was the sight of his son standing next to the bed, his little body eclipsing the light in the doorway. His small hands pressed against Eli's shoulder, shaking his father. "Hey, Rio," mumbled Eli. The tired father groaned while rubbing the remaining sleep from his eyes. "What are you–Why are you up?" The four year old blinked his big, brown eyes up at his father, his long lashes fanning his cheeks. River looked back at the door with fidgeting fingers. "River, do ya need the bathroom?" pressed Eli. "What's up–" "Momma's at the Bad Door." River's voice was small like the rest of him, but in that moment, his soft whisper terrified Eli to his core. "What? What about Mom--" "Daddy, Momma's at the Bad Door."

Tagging @voidika , @simplegenius042 , @cassietrn , @gaeadene , @perhapsrampancy , @josephslittledeputy , @josephseedismyfather , @trench-rot , @adelaidedrubman

#wip whatever #eli palmer #oc: river palmer

[artistic-shapeshifter]

Faes of the Stars

Here's the first bit of my au story! Rather short but this story is separated in 3 chapters for now, then I plan to post short story adventures and drabbles to explore the world and au while I think on the actual story more. Enjoy~!

Chapter 1: 

Faes Lost

The harsh wind of the storm abused the foliage of the forest, the rain falling in sheets. The only source of light was the occasional strike of lightning. 

One pink dragon, colored like the aurora, panted hard as she held an egg to her chest, another youngling in her mouth. She looked left and right as if searching for something. She then darted into a large bushy canopy, hidden off the path. She set the egg down and then her youngling

“Eclipse, I need you to stay right here with your sibling,you understand me?”

“B-but mom-“

“Please sweetheart! This is the best way I can keep you safe! I’ll come back for you as soon as I can. I promise…” 

“W-will you be ok?”

“Of course my little one…” she had pressed noses with the drakling and licked his face. 

“Please, don’t move and don’t make a sound, use the mud and flowers to mask your scent and keep your glow down, you hear me? Those cats mustn’t catch a sniff or sound of you.” 

“I understand mom..”

“Good…I’ll get the Queen and be back by the morning light…stay safe and stay quiet..” 

The dragon had then fled, leaving her babies hidden and leading away the cats that hunted them. 

“COME HERE FAE!!” 

“TRESPASSER! YOU DRAGONS KNOW THE DEAL! ZYTRIX WILL HAVE YOUR WINGS!!” 

Eclipse whimpered quietly as the yelling died down. The thickness of the trees protected him and his unborn sibling from the cold and rain. Eclipse curled around the egg, shutting his eyes and dozing off to wait for his mothers return…

But she never did…

Hours passed. Night become morning, morning became afternoon. Afternoon became evening

Another large beast strolled through the mud and wet grass. Another dragon, furry with the face of a canine. Her sea green eyes scanned the area. The storm had done its damage. 

Her large ears suddenly flicked when she heard a sound and blinked. She knew the cat clan was here…she could smell them everywhere. 

Lowering her body to prepare for an attack in case she needed to, she crept toward the sound slowly…she peeked into the foliage…and stared wide eyed at the sight in front of her. A young drakling, a rusty gold color with a black stripe down its black, large orange frills on the sides of its head, surrounding like a Lion, and the frilled crest on top, blue and purple in color. She took note of the insect like wings and antennae. It was curled around something too…practically protecting it. 

A young Fae dragon…out here? What had happened to the others, she wondered. It was then the youngun took notice of the intruder and gasped before trying to hide more into the canopy. 

“Hey hey…easy there.” She crooned softly. “You lost hun? Ya need help? Where’s your momma?” 

Eclipse gulped, wrapping his tail around the egg. “I-I don’t know…she said she’d be here but…” the little starry fae dragon’s gold and red mismatched eyes watered at the thought that entered his mind next. 

“I…I think the cats got her…” 

The draconic hound pinned her ears back. Zytrix’s group…the territorial felines would demand food or a life toward anyone that trespassed in their lands. 

“It’s okay honey…” she assured. “My names Ana, what’s yours?”

“E-E-Eclipse…”

“Eclipse huh? That’s a strong name. Why don’t you come with me Hm? I can bring ya right to the queen of dragons herself and we’ll figure something out. Get some warm food in yer belly too. Does that sound good?” Ana asked, keeping a soft smile on her muzzle. 

Eclipse lifted his head, opening up a bit more to the dragoness standing over him. He nodded slowly, feeling the grumbling start up in his belly at the mere mention of a good meal.

Ana hummed a chuckle, she noticed what Eclipse had been protecting this whole time too. A single egg. Blue and gold with sparkles like stars. She frowned lightly. 

“That your baby brother or sister huh?” 

Eclipse looked down at the egg and nodded. 

“Mom wanted me to keep them safe…” 

Ana nodded. “You’re very brave hun…may I?” She asked, holding out a paw. Eclipse looked at it, seeming to think…then he nodded and uncurled around the egg. Ana took it in her arm and held it to her chest, against her warm fur. 

“Okay, are you able to walk honey? Or should I carry you?” 

Eclipse shook his head, his frills shaking slightly from the movement. “I can walk!” 

Ana smiled and chuckled again at the draklings willingness to do things himself. 

“Alright, stay close to me. Let’s get you somewhere safe hm?” 

Eclipse nodded again, rather happy to be with someone willing to help and protect them. He trotted alongside Ana as she led him out of the forest and toward the kingdom. 

#fnaf security breach #sundrop #moondrop #fnaf sun and moon #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf sundrop #fnaf #dca mythikalian au #fnaf dca au #dragon au #fae dragon eclipse #fnaf eclipse #oc ana #fic #dca fandom #dca au #fnaf dca #fae dragon sun #fae dragon moon

[dangermousie]

She and Her Perfect Husband is coming out this week. Trailer/drama thoughts:

1. He’s younger and a great househusband with a perfect chest and she’s a career woman looking to get ahead. And because it’s a drama and not real life, he’s not secretly cheating or scamming or just wants a sugar momma but develops real feelings. If period dramaworld is like the prettier version of the Somme, contemporary cdramas are sweet pastel heaven. Probably much more pleasant to live in (though less fun for this particular viewer. If this was a period drama with this set up, you know he’d be out for revenge on her family,  or her evil father would shove him off a cliff to marry her to the emperor or w/e.)

2. I am incredibly amused that China is hopping on the career woman noona romance trend - I still remember 00s jdramas and 10s kdramas (simplifying dates here but whatever) with the same theme; it seems to have died down in jdrama/kdrama world but China has picked up the baton.

3. Real life age difference between Yang Mi and Xu Kai is 9 years though I think it’s supposed to be less in the drama. They do have lovely chemistry regardless.

4. I know that’s rude and I don’t care - I hate hate HATE Yang Mi’s real voice. Both here and in Pearl Eclipse she’s dubbing herself and her voice is awful. I usually prefer when actors dub themselves but she’s an exception.

5. Will I watch this? I will probably check out the first ep but chances of my finishing it are around 5%. So far I managed to finish only 4 contemporaries in my 15+ years of watching cdramas (Go Ahead, My Sunshine, New Face, Consummation) and liked only one (Go Ahead)

#cdrama #she and her perfect husband

[ticklemerainbows]

So I’m at generation 7 8 13 (!!) of the Charm rainbowcy and I’ve decided I want to do an 11-20, perhaps in a lepacy just kidding I’ve decided to do this challenge instead! I have more colors here and I’m in search of some baby mommas, as each heir for this bunch of gens needs to be a boy. If you have a sim that matches a color, or wouldn’t mind making one for me let me know! I’d appreciate it :)

There’s no rush as again, I’m still on gen 7 8 13 so there’s still a few more to get through.

Only requirements are YA, female and a supernatural of some kind~

Gen 11 - Velvet Maroon - Petunia Gloom @simside

Gen 12 - Hippie Blue - Viridian Peacock @poisonfireleafs 

Gen 13 - Terracotta - Marigold Citrus  @simside Gen 14 - Aqua Forest @annacake - Patina Viridian Gen 15 - Burning Sand Gen 16 - Eminence - Violet Eclipse @dragonplumbobs

Gen 17 - Crimson Red Gen 18 - Peacock Blue Gen 19 - Citrine @ahplumbobs Gen 20 - Ceramic - Porcelain de Lune @arogaba

#berry sweet sims #the sims 3 #ts3 #charm mommas

[naffeclipse]

Naff--

Naff-- you have no idea how quickly I (and prolly many others) would eat that up O___O s t a r i n g

You've tempted me and I gave in!

In no particular order of fic ideas that I would like to one day write (with links if I've talked about AUs before):

Time Loop AU (Groundhog Day (1993)-esque shenanigans of Y/N trapped in a time loop with the DCA.)

Narcoleptic Y/N

Aliens AU

Fae AU

Iron Lung AU (I have it all plotted out... I really want to write it)

Alien DCA who has mind abilities and crash lands on your corn farm with intense injuries and also suffers from PTSD. You surprise yourself with your willingness to tend to the alien's wounds but you chain up said alien because you're not that willing to believe that he won't try to harm you not that you know at the time that said alien can break out of those chains very easily (Yeah, two alien aus. I'm very greedy.)

A continuation of Sleuth Jesters involving someone who deserved better (No, not Eclipse.)

Milky Way Momma (lots of domestic fluff involving a pregnant reader who develops a relationship with the DCA but it's set post-SB and animatronics have rights so it's outside of the pizzaplex to allow maximine domesticity, I must stress that)

An FNAF 1 setting with the DCA and the puppet and Y/N as a security guard.

A vampire/Dracula AU involving Vampire!Afton inviting Y/N to his gothic castle due to their work and studies in blood but Afton is subtly toying/scaring Y/N all the while. Afton's automatons (Sun, Moon, and Eclipse, all in separate bodies) do their best to keep you safe while working within the confines of their master's commands. You might stumble upon Sun disposing of a dead, drained body, and you might freak out, running to Moon, but whoops, he seems to be in on whatever is going on. The two take you somewhere private within the castle and then do their best to convince you to not freak out or tell Afton as that would result in your immediate demise. You don't know if you trust them or believe in how vague they are about their warnings, but something is going on, and you're going to find out what is it.

My 'canon' DCA x Reader fic (I have it planned out but ahhh, I find it very intimidating to write a canon story due to not wanting to get canon events/details wrong and other issues that I carry from my previous fandom, but one day I'll write it.)

I'm sure I'm missing an idea or two here, but these are the ones currently pressing on my frontal lobe

#i truly wish I had the power to write all of these simultaneously #i want to share these with people and i want to get them out of my head ahhhhhh #naff nuh huh #thank you kaycee you let me be feral and i appreciate that #my laundry list of aus