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Hobbyist writer with agonizing writer's block, artist and wannabe voice actor. She/her but any are fine idc.
Howdy hey, welcome to my blog! I primarily post fanart for EAPS and my EAPS/TSAMS AUs. I mostly watch the gaming episodes of TSAMS and NLAES, I very rarely watch lore episodes and I'm really burnt out on current TSAMS lore and I'm very frustrated with the current direction of the show so I'm trying to take a step back. I'm a huge fan of early TSAMS from the beginning to OM's death, after that not so much.
I like to share occasional updates to my fanfics or post my thoughts about certain topics within my fandoms. I'm a very opinionated person and I will rant freely on my blog. There will be posts with profanity and bits of adult humor because I am an adult myself, be wary of that if it's not your cup of tea.
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Recurring tags for my personal TSAMS/EAPS AUs:
#trash and brotherly bonds - the tag for my Nice Eclipse AU, called TABB for short. In which Eclipse has a family among Sun and Moon and a community in his Pizzaplex, he is not the same as Solar.
#inky's ruined refugee au - the tag for my Ruined Refugee AU, featuring an alternate Ruin more like his game counterpart.
#ghost whisperer sun au - the tag for my AU where Sun learns he has the ability to talk to the ghosts of dead animatronics.
#executing eclipse.exe au - the tag for my EAPS AU where Eclipse goes to MCM and joins Arnold in stopping the Mimic.
#inkykuro answers - the tag for all asks sent to and answered by me!
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To put it simply, I had a vision and I had to bring it to life. So here's a little piece for Sun's trampled boundaries and withering mental health- don't worry, the flowers won't be able to grow back before some selfish asshole comes tromping through again.
It's late and I have a nasty headache right now, so I just wanted to get into the meat of the idea and I couldn't bring myself to bother with Sun's clothes or his tail. That's the only reason why he's undressed here. But you can interpret this as a variant of his mindscape, somewhere much more vulnerable so he- when he goes into his mindscape- isn't wearing his clothes to emphasize that vulnerability.
To put it simply, I had a vision and I had to bring it to life. So here's a little piece for Sun's trampled boundaries and withering mental health- don't worry, the flowers won't be able to grow back before some selfish asshole comes tromping through again.
It's late and I have a nasty headache right now, so I just wanted to get into the meat of the idea and I couldn't bring myself to bother with Sun's clothes or his tail. That's the only reason why he's undressed here. But you can interpret this as a variant of his mindscape, somewhere much more vulnerable so he- when he goes into his mindscape- isn't wearing his clothes to emphasize that vulnerability.
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I watched most of today's episode, and though I really don't have much to say about the majority of it the opening with Sun being notably uneasy as he draws out the runes and having his hands notably stated to be unsteady is SUCH a win to me. Yesss, his trauma from failing to draw the runes and fix Moon's magic circle hasn't been completely brushed away, YESSSS!!
thats what he had to be thinking about the entire time
Really hoping Dahlia(or literally anyone else) has a conversation about this with Sun, Please Bavis we need this
I like to think Sun has a lot of learned helplessness, and is self aware but does nothing about it, because a lot of the times when he makes the choice or does something himself, it ends up with someone dying, and he is terrified every time he has to do something
on my knees begging they actually stay consistent with Sun for once
Oh, it definitely was, or else they wouldn't have brought it up, I'm sure.
I personally hope it's maybe Cosmos or Solar who has the conversation about it with Sun, because those two would probably be the ones to care the most about Sun's pains and I just. Don't care about Dahlia, and Sun having a conversation with someone he still barely knows about something so personal would feel wildly out of character and just unsatisfying narratively.
Honestly, narratively it would be most satisfying for him to talk to Moon, if Moon wasn't. How he is rn.
And yessss I absolutely agree with that! He definitely doesn't trust his own decisions or actions anymore. He expects things to go up in smoke every time he tries to take control and help his family, because that's all that ever happens to him.
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Only fully watched the latter half of the episode but eee, nice to see Solar get some new clothes! I liked the flannel, suits him a lot. I hope he wears it more than his default option because I personally don't vibe with the default outfit much.
I also appreciate Monty trying to be a bro and get Solar out of the house and his mind off the breakup. And I'm glad Solar apologized for snapping at Jack. It's also frankly a bit depressing that Jack casually, basically says he's used to being yelled at by everyone.
One evening after their puppet shows, Circe returns to their dressing room and finds their ex waiting for them, wanting to talk about the voicemail he sent them.
Finally finishing the performance fills them with some small sense of relief, their bow and wave brief before they collect their puppets and go. Weary and ready to go home for the day, to sleep and escape the ache filling their chest.
But when they step into their dressing room and spot a familiar chalky yellow and blue mask staring back at them, they swiftly realize things won't be so easy.
He pushes himself off the couch, folding his hands together as he greets softly, "Hello, Circe. It's good to see you."
"… Carmine. You're back," They mumble in reply, slowly stepping over to the cases for their puppets and tucking them away. "It's good to see you're okay… You can go now."
He sighs quietly. "I didn't come here just to say hi and go. We should talk."
Circe glances to their partner- ex. And their chest tightens as they let out a heavy breath. But they gesture for him to sit back down and sit on the opposite side of the couch. Not drawing much closer than that.
"So, about that voicemail… I'm sorry. I wasn't in the best headspace when I recorded that, and it was harsh. Far harsher than you deserved."
"But the truth. The truth that you want to move and you think our relationship is gone. Clearly gone, in fact." Their dark gaze locks with his, brows furrowing as they continue. "I've been thinking about it this past week and I agree. At first, I wanted to try and save it- save us, but I realized that it's not worth the pain I'd go through trying to salvage something you're hellbent on throwing away."
"I'm not throwing it away, but what we had just isn't working out anymore."
"Why? We were fine before the fight- which mind you, wouldn't have been a fight if you had told me the truth!"
"Were we fine? Because before the fight, you thought I was going behind your back with Moon," Carmine points out.
The other falters, letting out a breath. "… No, you're right. We weren't fine. I had my worries about your feelings for that Moon, which I why I sat you down to talk to you. I wanted to give you a chance to be open and honest with me, and you threw it in my face. You said I was being possessive and jealous of nothing."
He turns his head as his frustration withers slightly, replaced by a sharp pang of guilt. "I did say that… I'm sorry, Circe. That wasn't fair to you. You weren't being possessive or jealous, you were just concerned and I… Lashed out."
"Mm."
Reluctantly, he turns back to them with a soft sigh. "I don't know what I was thinking that day. Or when I recorded the voicemail, honestly. I just- I don't know. The lie I told myself going into it was that it would be kinder to let you go in case something happened to me."
"But the truth is that if something did happen to you, and those were your last words…" Circe trails off as their gaze sinks to their hands on their lap. "You sounded resentful of our relationship. That would have stuck with me like knives in my heart. It still does."
"I'm so sorry," He says, knowing the words are no better than a bandaid on a stab wound. "If it soothes you any, I didn't- I truly wasn't in a good mindset at that moment. I said awful things to you and to Moon because of it. Not that it excuses how I hurt you both."
Belatedly, he allows himself a subtle grimace at the fact that he's bringing Moon into this when it's supposed to be about making amends with Circe. They just stare at him, their usually expressive mask now blank and unreadable.
"What I mean to say," He begins slowly. "Is that I've never resented our relationship. That was the inf- the circumstances around me affecting my mindset. In my right mind, I would have never spoken to you that way, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Carme… You do understand how after everything, I find that hard to believe, right? I can't trust you anymore."
"I understand." It just feels like a knife in the gut, feels like his wires twisting in on themselves with guilt. "But it is the truth, I promise. While I do think we should part ways as partners, I never hated my time with you." He musters a small smile and reaches out for them, faltering a bit when they don't reciprocate the gesture. "I do still care about you, and I'd still like to be friends. But I understand if you don't want to be, and if you need space."
"… I'll have to think about it," They sigh, bringing a hand up to rub at their eyes.
"I understand. Take all the time you need."
"Can I just ask you one thing?" Circe asks, lowering their hand to face him again.
Carmine perks and nods quickly, smiling a bit more. "Yes, of course. Anything, Circe."
"Was this really just about us not working for you anymore, or is this about your feelings for Moon?"
His smile promptly drops and his shoulders lower. But in hindsight, he should have expected them to ask. To try and get some sort of answer, get some closure as to why he's breaking it off with them so suddenly.
The coward in him is demanding he spin a quick, pretty lie so he doesn't hurt them any worse than he has.
But he knows that they'll see right through any lie he could tell them. Even if not now, they surely will when he tries to ask for another's hand.
And as selfish as he's been to them…
Carmine takes a deep breath, murmuring, "After everything I've put you through this past week- frankly, these past few months since I first took Moon on as a patient… I owe you the truth. I do love Moon, and my heart wants to belong to him. I am truly sorry for hurting you, Circe… My feelings simply… Changed." He sighs softly. "And I can't help being selfish, knowing that it will hurt us both less in the long run."
They're silent. Almost motionless, only the subtlest motion of their head tipping downward betraying their attempt to be stoic. Carme reaches out to take their hand but they pull away.
"Thank you for being honest with me," They mumble, turning their body from him before slowly getting up. "I'm going home now."
"Circe, wait-" He gets up with them, taking hold of their wrist and frowning as they quickly yank it away. "I'm sorry."
"Just- stop apologizing." They turn away, hugging themself tightly. "You're right. We shouldn't try to force this into working if you don't love me anymore…" But the fact that they changed so quickly even though we've been together for so long makes me wonder- did you ever really love me? They sigh heavily and drop their arms, turning back- but only to step around Carme and get their things. "I'm going home now. There's nothing else to talk about."
"… Are you certain? You have more than a right to express your own feelings. You don't have to hide them for my benefit," Carmine says, stepping closer and reaching out to them, only to think better of it. "Whatever mix of emotions you feel, they're completely understandable. But it will alleviate some small part of your burden if you-"
"Put away the therapist mannerism. I don't want to talk to you about how I feel right now, Carmine," Circe states, their voice quiet but edged with frustration before they let out a deep sigh. "I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep."
"Ah. I- I understand." Finally, he steps away and lets them leave, trailing after so he can go home as well while trying to give them space.
The gentle breezes and beautiful sunset sky outside of the theater feels inappropriate for the grim mood he carries with him, watching Circe's form grow more and more distant as they disappear into the streets of the Haven.
He lets out a soft sigh that pitches into a gasp as he feels something touch his arm, gaze whipping to find Moon standing nearby, crimson eyes colored with worry as he pulls his hand back. "Sorry, I thought you knew I was standing here."
"No, no, you're fine. I was just… Distracted." He glances back in the direction Circe left in, turning to Moon again as the other's hand finds his arm. The tender gesture makes his servos whirr with some lighter emotion that struggles not to suffocate among his guilt and worry.
Moon musters a slight smile, trying to be reassuring as he says, "Hey, take a deep breath. I'm sure they'll come around soon and you two can stay friends. I mean, take me and Sun! He forgave me after a little bit when we had a spat last year, and now we're right back to joking around and being close!" He seems more confident as he goes on, waving one hand almost dismissively.
"Eheh, yes, right," Carmine agrees with a weak chuckle. Oh, dear. I think Moon's perspective on his relationship with Sun has some holes…
If they had, he definitely wouldn't have been so casual about bringing them up to the new Glamrocks in that one episode. I genuinely think they were not intended to be abusive or cruel or anything that could even remotely justify breaking up over the phone. The voice we hear for his partner's voicemail inbox sounds like a confident baddie, but not like a bad person.
One evening after their puppet shows, Circe returns to their dressing room and finds their ex waiting for them, wanting to talk about the voicemail he sent them.
Finally finishing the performance fills them with some small sense of relief, their bow and wave brief before they collect their puppets and go. Weary and ready to go home for the day, to sleep and escape the ache filling their chest.
But when they step into their dressing room and spot a familiar chalky yellow and blue mask staring back at them, they swiftly realize things won't be so easy.
He pushes himself off the couch, folding his hands together as he greets softly, "Hello, Circe. It's good to see you."
"… Carmine. You're back," They mumble in reply, slowly stepping over to the cases for their puppets and tucking them away. "It's good to see you're okay… You can go now."
He sighs quietly. "I didn't come here just to say hi and go. We should talk."
Circe glances to their partner- ex. And their chest tightens as they let out a heavy breath. But they gesture for him to sit back down and sit on the opposite side of the couch. Not drawing much closer than that.
"So, about that voicemail… I'm sorry. I wasn't in the best headspace when I recorded that, and it was harsh. Far harsher than you deserved."
"But the truth. The truth that you want to move and you think our relationship is gone. Clearly gone, in fact." Their dark gaze locks with his, brows furrowing as they continue. "I've been thinking about it this past week and I agree. At first, I wanted to try and save it- save us, but I realized that it's not worth the pain I'd go through trying to salvage something you're hellbent on throwing away."
"I'm not throwing it away, but what we had just isn't working out anymore."
"Why? We were fine before the fight- which mind you, wouldn't have been a fight if you had told me the truth!"
"Were we fine? Because before the fight, you thought I was going behind your back with Moon," Carmine points out.
The other falters, letting out a breath. "… No, you're right. We weren't fine. I had my worries about your feelings for that Moon, which I why I sat you down to talk to you. I wanted to give you a chance to be open and honest with me, and you threw it in my face. You said I was being possessive and jealous of nothing."
He turns his head as his frustration withers slightly, replaced by a sharp pang of guilt. "I did say that… I'm sorry, Circe. That wasn't fair to you. You weren't being possessive or jealous, you were just concerned and I… Lashed out."
"Mm."
Reluctantly, he turns back to them with a soft sigh. "I don't know what I was thinking that day. Or when I recorded the voicemail, honestly. I just- I don't know. The lie I told myself going into it was that it would be kinder to let you go in case something happened to me."
"But the truth is that if something did happen to you, and those were your last words…" Circe trails off as their gaze sinks to their hands on their lap. "You sounded resentful of our relationship. That would have stuck with me like knives in my heart. It still does."
"I'm so sorry," He says, knowing the words are no better than a bandaid on a stab wound. "If it soothes you any, I didn't- I truly wasn't in a good mindset at that moment. I said awful things to you and to Moon because of it. Not that it excuses how I hurt you both."
Belatedly, he allows himself a subtle grimace at the fact that he's bringing Moon into this when it's supposed to be about making amends with Circe. They just stare at him, their usually expressive mask now blank and unreadable.
"What I mean to say," He begins slowly. "Is that I've never resented our relationship. That was the inf- the circumstances around me affecting my mindset. In my right mind, I would have never spoken to you that way, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Carme… You do understand how after everything, I find that hard to believe, right? I can't trust you anymore."
"I understand." It just feels like a knife in the gut, feels like his wires twisting in on themselves with guilt. "But it is the truth, I promise. While I do think we should part ways as partners, I never hated my time with you." He musters a small smile and reaches out for them, faltering a bit when they don't reciprocate the gesture. "I do still care about you, and I'd still like to be friends. But I understand if you don't want to be, and if you need space."
"… I'll have to think about it," They sigh, bringing a hand up to rub at their eyes.
"I understand. Take all the time you need."
"Can I just ask you one thing?" Circe asks, lowering their hand to face him again.
Carmine perks and nods quickly, smiling a bit more. "Yes, of course. Anything, Circe."
"Was this really just about us not working for you anymore, or is this about your feelings for Moon?"
His smile promptly drops and his shoulders lower. But in hindsight, he should have expected them to ask. To try and get some sort of answer, get some closure as to why he's breaking it off with them so suddenly.
The coward in him is demanding he spin a quick, pretty lie so he doesn't hurt them any worse than he has.
But he knows that they'll see right through any lie he could tell them. Even if not now, they surely will when he tries to ask for another's hand.
And as selfish as he's been to them…
Carmine takes a deep breath, murmuring, "After everything I've put you through this past week- frankly, these past few months since I first took Moon on as a patient… I owe you the truth. I do love Moon, and my heart wants to belong to him. I am truly sorry for hurting you, Circe… My feelings simply… Changed." He sighs softly. "And I can't help being selfish, knowing that it will hurt us both less in the long run."
They're silent. Almost motionless, only the subtlest motion of their head tipping downward betraying their attempt to be stoic. Carme reaches out to take their hand but they pull away.
"Thank you for being honest with me," They mumble, turning their body from him before slowly getting up. "I'm going home now."
"Circe, wait-" He gets up with them, taking hold of their wrist and frowning as they quickly yank it away. "I'm sorry."
"Just- stop apologizing." They turn away, hugging themself tightly. "You're right. We shouldn't try to force this into working if you don't love me anymore…" But the fact that they changed so quickly even though we've been together for so long makes me wonder- did you ever really love me? They sigh heavily and drop their arms, turning back- but only to step around Carme and get their things. "I'm going home now. There's nothing else to talk about."
"… Are you certain? You have more than a right to express your own feelings. You don't have to hide them for my benefit," Carmine says, stepping closer and reaching out to them, only to think better of it. "Whatever mix of emotions you feel, they're completely understandable. But it will alleviate some small part of your burden if you-"
"Put away the therapist mannerism. I don't want to talk to you about how I feel right now, Carmine," Circe states, their voice quiet but edged with frustration before they let out a deep sigh. "I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep."
"Ah. I- I understand." Finally, he steps away and lets them leave, trailing after so he can go home as well while trying to give them space.
The gentle breezes and beautiful sunset sky outside of the theater feels inappropriate for the grim mood he carries with him, watching Circe's form grow more and more distant as they disappear into the streets of the Haven.
He lets out a soft sigh that pitches into a gasp as he feels something touch his arm, gaze whipping to find Moon standing nearby, crimson eyes colored with worry as he pulls his hand back. "Sorry, I thought you knew I was standing here."
"No, no, you're fine. I was just… Distracted." He glances back in the direction Circe left in, turning to Moon again as the other's hand finds his arm. The tender gesture makes his servos whirr with some lighter emotion that struggles not to suffocate among his guilt and worry.
Moon musters a slight smile, trying to be reassuring as he says, "Hey, take a deep breath. I'm sure they'll come around soon and you two can stay friends. I mean, take me and Sun! He forgave me after a little bit when we had a spat last year, and now we're right back to joking around and being close!" He seems more confident as he goes on, waving one hand almost dismissively.
"Eheh, yes, right," Carmine agrees with a weak chuckle. Oh, dear. I think Moon's perspective on his relationship with Sun has some holes…
One evening after their puppet shows, Circe returns to their dressing room and finds their ex waiting for them, wanting to talk about the voicemail he sent them.
Finally finishing the performance fills them with some small sense of relief, their bow and wave brief before they collect their puppets and go. Weary and ready to go home for the day, to sleep and escape the ache filling their chest.
But when they step into their dressing room and spot a familiar chalky yellow and blue mask staring back at them, they swiftly realize things won't be so easy.
He pushes himself off the couch, folding his hands together as he greets softly, "Hello, Circe. It's good to see you."
"… Carmine. You're back," They mumble in reply, slowly stepping over to the cases for their puppets and tucking them away. "It's good to see you're okay… You can go now."
He sighs quietly. "I didn't come here just to say hi and go. We should talk."
Circe glances to their partner- ex. And their chest tightens as they let out a heavy breath. But they gesture for him to sit back down and sit on the opposite side of the couch. Not drawing much closer than that.
"So, about that voicemail… I'm sorry. I wasn't in the best headspace when I recorded that, and it was harsh. Far harsher than you deserved."
"But the truth. The truth that you want to move and you think our relationship is gone. Clearly gone, in fact." Their dark gaze locks with his, brows furrowing as they continue. "I've been thinking about it this past week and I agree. At first, I wanted to try and save it- save us, but I realized that it's not worth the pain I'd go through trying to salvage something you're hellbent on throwing away."
"I'm not throwing it away, but what we had just isn't working out anymore."
"Why? We were fine before the fight- which mind you, wouldn't have been a fight if you had told me the truth!"
"Were we fine? Because before the fight, you thought I was going behind your back with Moon," Carmine points out.
The other falters, letting out a breath. "… No, you're right. We weren't fine. I had my worries about your feelings for that Moon, which I why I sat you down to talk to you. I wanted to give you a chance to be open and honest with me, and you threw it in my face. You said I was being possessive and jealous of nothing."
He turns his head as his frustration withers slightly, replaced by a sharp pang of guilt. "I did say that… I'm sorry, Circe. That wasn't fair to you. You weren't being possessive or jealous, you were just concerned and I… Lashed out."
"Mm."
Reluctantly, he turns back to them with a soft sigh. "I don't know what I was thinking that day. Or when I recorded the voicemail, honestly. I just- I don't know. The lie I told myself going into it was that it would be kinder to let you go in case something happened to me."
"But the truth is that if something did happen to you, and those were your last words…" Circe trails off as their gaze sinks to their hands on their lap. "You sounded resentful of our relationship. That would have stuck with me like knives in my heart. It still does."
"I'm so sorry," He says, knowing the words are no better than a bandaid on a stab wound. "If it soothes you any, I didn't- I truly wasn't in a good mindset at that moment. I said awful things to you and to Moon because of it. Not that it excuses how I hurt you both."
Belatedly, he allows himself a subtle grimace at the fact that he's bringing Moon into this when it's supposed to be about making amends with Circe. They just stare at him, their usually expressive mask now blank and unreadable.
"What I mean to say," He begins slowly. "Is that I've never resented our relationship. That was the inf- the circumstances around me affecting my mindset. In my right mind, I would have never spoken to you that way, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Carme… You do understand how after everything, I find that hard to believe, right? I can't trust you anymore."
"I understand." It just feels like a knife in the gut, feels like his wires twisting in on themselves with guilt. "But it is the truth, I promise. While I do think we should part ways as partners, I never hated my time with you." He musters a small smile and reaches out for them, faltering a bit when they don't reciprocate the gesture. "I do still care about you, and I'd still like to be friends. But I understand if you don't want to be, and if you need space."
"… I'll have to think about it," They sigh, bringing a hand up to rub at their eyes.
"I understand. Take all the time you need."
"Can I just ask you one thing?" Circe asks, lowering their hand to face him again.
Carmine perks and nods quickly, smiling a bit more. "Yes, of course. Anything, Circe."
"Was this really just about us not working for you anymore, or is this about your feelings for Moon?"
His smile promptly drops and his shoulders lower. But in hindsight, he should have expected them to ask. To try and get some sort of answer, get some closure as to why he's breaking it off with them so suddenly.
The coward in him is demanding he spin a quick, pretty lie so he doesn't hurt them any worse than he has.
But he knows that they'll see right through any lie he could tell them. Even if not now, they surely will when he tries to ask for another's hand.
And as selfish as he's been to them…
Carmine takes a deep breath, murmuring, "After everything I've put you through this past week- frankly, these past few months since I first took Moon on as a patient… I owe you the truth. I do love Moon, and my heart wants to belong to him. I am truly sorry for hurting you, Circe… My feelings simply… Changed." He sighs softly. "And I can't help being selfish, knowing that it will hurt us both less in the long run."
They're silent. Almost motionless, only the subtlest motion of their head tipping downward betraying their attempt to be stoic. Carme reaches out to take their hand but they pull away.
"Thank you for being honest with me," They mumble, turning their body from him before slowly getting up. "I'm going home now."
"Circe, wait-" He gets up with them, taking hold of their wrist and frowning as they quickly yank it away. "I'm sorry."
"Just- stop apologizing." They turn away, hugging themself tightly. "You're right. We shouldn't try to force this into working if you don't love me anymore…" But the fact that they changed so quickly even though we've been together for so long makes me wonder- did you ever really love me? They sigh heavily and drop their arms, turning back- but only to step around Carme and get their things. "I'm going home now. There's nothing else to talk about."
"… Are you certain? You have more than a right to express your own feelings. You don't have to hide them for my benefit," Carmine says, stepping closer and reaching out to them, only to think better of it. "Whatever mix of emotions you feel, they're completely understandable. But it will alleviate some small part of your burden if you-"
"Put away the therapist mannerism. I don't want to talk to you about how I feel right now, Carmine," Circe states, their voice quiet but edged with frustration before they let out a deep sigh. "I'm tired. I want to go home and sleep."
"Ah. I- I understand." Finally, he steps away and lets them leave, trailing after so he can go home as well while trying to give them space.
The gentle breezes and beautiful sunset sky outside of the theater feels inappropriate for the grim mood he carries with him, watching Circe's form grow more and more distant as they disappear into the streets of the Haven.
He lets out a soft sigh that pitches into a gasp as he feels something touch his arm, gaze whipping to find Moon standing nearby, crimson eyes colored with worry as he pulls his hand back. "Sorry, I thought you knew I was standing here."
"No, no, you're fine. I was just… Distracted." He glances back in the direction Circe left in, turning to Moon again as the other's hand finds his arm. The tender gesture makes his servos whirr with some lighter emotion that struggles not to suffocate among his guilt and worry.
Moon musters a slight smile, trying to be reassuring as he says, "Hey, take a deep breath. I'm sure they'll come around soon and you two can stay friends. I mean, take me and Sun! He forgave me after a little bit when we had a spat last year, and now we're right back to joking around and being close!" He seems more confident as he goes on, waving one hand almost dismissively.
"Eheh, yes, right," Carmine agrees with a weak chuckle. Oh, dear. I think Moon's perspective on his relationship with Sun has some holes…
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Instagram recently reminded me of the MLP episode A Hearth's Warming Tail and with it Luna's Future Master. And with last year's Christmas Carol episode of TSAMS, it was too good to pass up making an edit combining the two!
The clips are from Eclipse's Christmas Carol and Puppet Possesses Sun and Moon.
I watched most of today's episode, and though I really don't have much to say about the majority of it the opening with Sun being notably uneasy as he draws out the runes and having his hands notably stated to be unsteady is SUCH a win to me. Yesss, his trauma from failing to draw the runes and fix Moon's magic circle hasn't been completely brushed away, YESSSS!!
