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clever-fox-studios · 1 month
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In a silly goofy "I'm sick and can't concentrate" mood so I decided to scrimble some scratch board art cuz its low-risk-high-reward art for my congested ass to do without dying
Also because I like how the scratch board art looks and wanted excuses to do more
Featured are @8um8le 's Eclipse and @venomous-qwille 's Misuta Moon (whom I haven't drawn ever before so this was fun!)
Color go brrrrrrrrr
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cyber-crew · 2 months
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angst lore-related comics (scribbles)
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cupophrogs · 4 months
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DOODLE SHEET (ft. SC Moon and Eclipse @8um8le)
Damien’s got a new fit + shenanigans inspired by my keychain + I adore Eclipse (part 2: electric boogaloo)
Closeups:
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artsolarsash · 2 months
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When I will finish ?!?
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aeb-art · 4 months
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stellar city scribble dump! pyro, eclipse, geo, hills, and cat all belong to @8um8le o7
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i wanted to draw those security guards i drew in that geo comic again and then i put pyro with them for a height comparison and i just think he turned out cute here 😊 also my first attempt at eclipse… his arms are intimidating ngl but i'll try again because he's pretty
aaaand it's all earth bots after this point, i know, i know. i'm gonna put a read more here so the post isn't too long though
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that one of hills was the first time i drew any of them! i do not like it, but i'm already dumping doodles, so why not add it in? also three geos
also i might have accidentally gotten rid of a comic i posted the other day and these next two pics below are the only panels of it i still have, oopsies! at least they're silly on their own ^^;
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okay so that's all for right now! i want to make a proper reference for my sona next and i'm gonna draw the security guards hopefully after that! the sketch of them above with pyro made me a little upset because i couldn't show that jay has a tail :( of course him having a tail is irrelevant, but i want everyone to know!
okay byebye i love you have a great day mwah
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8um8le · 4 months
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I mean the world would probably end if they just got along
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iamyourknight · 5 months
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The Encounter
Stellar City Au: @8um8le
Eclipse was supposed to have a meeting with a client, but unfortunately the client was Thorn Rose's target and he witnessed the assassination.
At her "normal life" work:
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Meanwhile Eclipse in his office
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swap-cult-au · 11 months
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[A tall figure, around 7ft tall was quickly approaching the area where Lemon and Dream resides, it was wearing a robe, colored in orange and yellow, its legs were digigrade, it's had a halo that looked similar to sunrays revolving around it's head, it seemed to be at a steady pace, radiating an energy of power]
-Eclipse
Dream watches you skeptically.
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odysseys-blood · 23 days
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dont have glasses to see the eclipse today 😔 always some fuckass shit
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loaksky · 1 year
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— 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴
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the lowdown — the one where neteyam is shackled by appearances, but you couldn’t care less. 
the who — neteyam x fem omatikaya!reader
the word count — 2.2k
the tags & warnings — language ,, misunderstandings (i love this trope and this is a hill i’ll die on i’m SORRY) ,, neteyam’s friends can be shitty, but mean well ,, reader just wants to love up on her boy :(
the notes — based off of this request! this is another addition to my neteyam content, but ik some of you guys are itching for some other characters, so i'm probably gonna steer in another direction & write for kiri & tsireya so if that interests you, stay tuned! <3
(not proofread well lmao)
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Neteyam is many things; a kind spirit, a fierce warrior, a loving brother, a diligent son. But Neteyam is also new to love. Not quite new to being in love, but learning the act of loving you. 
He’d found so many ways to express his heart’s desire; written notes on scraps, gentle smiles, searing eyes. It was one thing in particular, though, that made his mouth dry, made his brain nearly short circuit, and it was your need to be in his space. 
Even after many days that bleed into weeks and meld into months, you make his cheeks warm with every lingering pass of your fingertips, make his stomach knot with every fluttering kiss to his skin. 
It’d been a pleasant surprise at first, but now it was a need, an absolute necessity to have you fused to him like a second skin. Your touch was a tacit word and he was learning to speak your language. 
The two of you together was normalcy and the clan members were more than delighted to know that the olo’eyktan’s son was lucky in love. But there were teasing whispers, lilting voices in the background that made something uncomfortable pinch the back of his brain. 
His skin would light up with equal parts want and embarrassment when you’d hang loosely around him during evening meals and the villagers his age would giggle and murmur behind their palms about the two of you. Didn’t help that you were an oblivious thing, or maybe you didn’t care, when you’d hold his hand in your own, occasionally bringing his fingertips to your lips during casual conversation. 
And he didn’t mind loving you endlessly when you were just two souls enjoying each other, but he can’t help but tense when his eyes wander and he sees watchful gazes. 
“Mighty warrior is a needy one, huh?” 
His friends, comrades since childhood, surround him on a sunny afternoon. Neteyam pauses his actions, arrow in the midst of a sharpening. 
His spine goes rigid and his eyes narrow. 
“What are you on about?” he asks, jaw locking. 
“Even in the moments you aren’t with her, you’re thinking about her,” his friend Marin says with a shiteating grin. 
“Don’t even,” Neteyam warns, eyes rolling as he continues with sharpening his arrows. 
“Oh, come on,” another one of his friends guffaws, twining a new bow string. “You haven’t said a word since we sat down.” 
And he wishes he could form a solid argument, but you are on his mind, all-consuming as always. Can’t help it when he’s pined after you for years and only recently found the courage to act on his heart. 
“Maybe I just don’t want to engage with you assholes,” Neteyam bites, fist tightening around his dagger. 
“Yeah, because if you open your mouth, all you’ll be able to talk about is my girl this and my girl that,” Marin teases. “Who knew future olo’eyktan was so clingy.” 
“Yeah, like it’s me who’s clingy,” he grunts, resuming the task at hand with much more fervor. 
“Is it not?” Marin challenges. “Oh, ________, my love, look at these flowers I picked for you.” 
The blood is rushing to his ears as his friends howl with laughter. 
“Syulang, I wrote you twelve pages declaring my love even though we’ve seen each other thrice since last eclipse.” The taunting makes him seethe, makes the feeling of discomfort surface all over again and the words are spilling before he can plug the dam. 
“Of course it’s not me,” Neteyam scoffs. “I keep my composure, but it’s her that insists on constantly reminding the village that we’re together. If I had it my way, nothing would have changed from when we were friends.”
It’s a lie and he knows it, his friends know it. But you, you who staggers outside of the training circle at the sound of multiple voices don’t know it. 
It’s like a swift strike to the gut, one that squashes every butterfly that tickled the lining of your stomach on your way to fetch the very man who’d held your heart and crushed it all the same. 
Your satchel, heavy with fruits and snacks for after your evening swim with Neteyam, weighs heavy across your front as you debate whether or not you should be listening to a conversation that is obviously not meant for your ear. But it’s like you’re rooted to the soil beneath you. 
“Yeah, okay,” Marin chuffs, obviously not convinced. “If you’re so bothered by your dynamic now, there isn’t any reason why you wouldn’t say anything. She’s your second skin and you love it.” 
He does, he thinks to himself. 
Of course he doesn’t, you realize, horrified, the thousand and one times your hands would find his body and he’d tense or shy away replaying like a horror reel in your brain. 
“I potentially hold the future of this clan in my hands,” Neteyam says. “It is my duty to endure all things whether or not I enjoy it.”
It’s like you’re doused with water so cold at the violent shiver that shakes your spine. 
Just another thing to endure, you mull over in your brain as the barge of emotions brims dangerously near the surface. 
You break from the edge of the clearing and you’re off. 
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Something is off. 
And Neteyam is ashamed to admit that it takes him obnoxiously long to notice. Maybe it’s because he’s caught up in his duties, or maybe for once in his life, he isn’t worrying about meddlesome gazing, but the shift is imperceptible. 
You’re still you, so aching beautiful and devastatingly radiant, but something is different. He doesn’t pinpoint it until he’s bidding you a farewell, leaning into your space to plant a kiss on your lips when you ease away to beam at him nervously instead. 
His brows furrow when you wave, breaking away from him to scurry home. 
He thinks it’s a one off, something he shouldn’t read too much into, but he can’t help it. Not when he’s so used to your touch, so used to feeling the pads of your fingers denting his skin and the scald of your lips. 
He tries again a few nights later, after finally getting you alone. He’d been busy assisting his father in planning a raid at the end of the month and you were busy trying to put as much distance between the two of you.
“You’re awfully quiet, bug,” Neteyam observes softly, chin dipping under the water as he swims closer to where you float on the surface, eyes closed. 
You only hum, pleading silently that he’ll let it pass. But when his fingers skim your navel, you’re jerking away from him, settling so that a berth of glittering blue separates the two of you. 
He forces a laugh, wading closer to you as you seemingly shrink. 
“What’s wrong?” he asks when he sees something like discomfort flitting over your expression, concern eclipsing his features as he reaches forward to grab you by your arm. 
“Nothing…” you swallow, staring at the rounded stones beaded through the necklace you made him early on in your budding relationship.
He doesn’t buy it, tilting your chin up with deft fingers. 
“Hey, hey,” he says softly, searching your face for a tell. “Talk to me.” 
“Nothing,” you breathe, peeling away from him to wade back towards the embankment. “It’s nothing.” 
He watches as you hoist yourself up from the river, heart in his throat. 
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He cracks when the others seem to notice, slowly catching onto the fact that the usually doting and loving partner of the olo’eyktan’s son is surprisingly distant. It’s during an evening meal, villagers surrounding the multiple fires, when it comes to a head. 
There’s an unusual space between your bodies as you chat with Kiri and a few others and he can’t help but close the gap as something akin to desperation washes over him. His fingers brush the span of your shoulders to pull you into his chest, lips a hairsbreadth from your temple before your palm snakes between your bodies and plants on his chest to nudge him away. 
He bites the inside of his cheek in annoyance as Marin and his other friends share knowing glances. 
While he boils silently, you ache to tell him that you don’t mean it, that there’s nothing more you’d want than to spend every waking moment in his arms, but that day in the clearing is a humiliating reminder that Neteyam is shackled to his honor and if it means making you happy despite his discomfort, he’d endure it all. 
You hate it, hate that he’d let you feel like things were alright leading up to this moment, that he’d suffer at the expense of mocking and badgering from his friends. Makes you feel embarrassed, sorry, that you’d read the two of you all wrong. 
You feel his fingers inching towards yours, pinkie overlapping with yours. Your hands involuntarily close into fists and that’s all it takes for Neteyam to shoot up from his perch on the log and take you by the elbow. 
There’s a hush as his friends and yours watch the two of you part ways with the group, the nearly feral look in their leader’s son suggestively mistaken. 
“Why won’t you touch me?” Neteyam asks fiercely, once enough distance lies between the two of you and the rest of the clan. 
His words make your cheeks warm, but he looks troubled, hurt. 
“I-” 
“Did I do something to disgust you? Did I…” 
His words melt into the background as you watch him with teary eyes. 
“You don’t have to pretend with me, Teyam,” you whisper. “You can tell me the truth. I’m a big girl.” 
“What are you talking about?” he asks, frustrated. “You’re the one hiding something. These past few weeks I’ve been trying to be with you, trying to love you and you keep pushing me away.” 
A twinge of annoyance erupts in the pit of your belly as you frown. 
“That’s rich coming from you,” you murmur hoarsely. 
“I’m so lost right now, ________,” he admits desperately. “We were fine, everything was great, and suddenly I feel like I’m losing you. Did I do something? Are you–” 
“Just be honest with me!” you cry out. “Why do you have to put on this front all the time? It’s just me, Neteyam! If I overwhelm you, if I embarrass you, just say it! It hurts worse when you act like it’s nothing.” 
And Christ, his friends were right. He is needy. Because you’re not a want but a lifeline. A dire necessity that he feels the need to cling to in this moment. This feels a lot like you two are splintering, and he’s about to open his mouth to ask what would compel you to say such a thing, but then it clicks. 
The final piece of the puzzle that he’d been agonizing over falls into place and his eyes are widening. 
“No,” he says vehemently. “That wasn’t–” 
“Is it not?” you cut him off as you dash the threatening tears away. 
“God, no,” he breathes. “I was– They were…”
You watch him with wet lashes and his heart aches as he takes the leap and pulls you into his chest with a shuddering breath. 
“I’m so stupid.” His chest rumbles as your ear presses to his heart, arms winding tightly around your figure to buoy you to place. “Fuck.” 
You hiccup and his hand cradles your head, peppering kisses against your hair as he sways your bodies like it’ll disorient the miscommunication and send it spiraling away. 
“I’m sorry,” you whimper. “I didn’t mean to be embarrassing. I–” 
“No, no, bug,” he swallows, hugging you so tight, you struggle to suck a breath into your lungs. “You’re not, I promise. I could never be embarrassed by you.” 
You shudder so hard his grip loosens, parting with you to cup your flushed cheeks in his hands. 
“They were ripping me a new one,” he says shakily. “Told me I was needy, clingy, and I was embarrassed because they’re right.” 
Your throat bobs and Neteyam’s thumb brushes over the apple of your cheeks. 
“You make me so weak, you don’t even understand,” he laughs humorlessly, body wracked with nerves, with want, with need. “I said it to save face because I never know what to do with myself around you.”
“You—”
“And I know it was wrong, talking out of my ass to get them to shut the fuck up,” his language is a crass reminder that he’s a former marine’s son, “but I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being yours.” 
Yours. 
It’s a sound declaration, one that makes you crumple like a baby because you’ve missed your person, and Neteyam hugs you close again. 
“I’m sorry I’m so clueless sometimes, bug,” he whispers, cheek nuzzling the top of your head. “Love you more than anything, I mean it.”
You hiccup again. 
“Love you, too, stupid” you mumble, arms wrapping around the narrow of his waist. 
It’s your first meaningful touch in weeks and Neteyam melts under the heat of your body, under the heat of your warm hands. 
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clever-fox-studios · 4 months
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I’ve had this gag in my head for like a week—
Jenn has a very consistent delivery record, even with some locations and customers that are notoriously… difficult to find. She’s very good at her job.
She also has a criminal record.
These are not mutually exclusive facts.
Featuring @8um8le ‘s Eclipse trying to remember if he left the window open or if he needs to check the alarm system
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cyber-crew · 2 months
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Early development Eclipse, ahh yes, our beloved weapon supplier to the boys and CEO of Eclipse Industries
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basedhighsenberg · 27 days
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The Altar Podcast Discord: https://discord.gg/fRufnwSSFA
The boys catch up after a few weeks off by discussing the collapse of the Francis Scott Key bridge, the upcoming eclipse, and whatever the hell else we decide to talk about.
Live at 7:00MT/9:00ET
@ancaporado @yimra @mattthefootloverwhodeletedcausehesghey
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artsolarsash · 4 months
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Jacqueline Cyril Allen is the successful businesswoman of the biotechnology company Allen Corporation and the most mysterious leader of the mafia, called “Vipère” in Paris, who sells biological and technological weapons such as viruses, parasites, etc. to the other mafia leaders and the black market.
No one knows about her past or how she became the mafia leader. Jacquline can be seen as a well-mannered and social person in front of society. However, on the other side, she is a cruel, cold-hearted, manipulative, and bright woman, using her brain and claws filled with all kinds of venom as weapons. For some reason, Allen hates Eclipse and his allies but is trying to hide it. In her opinion, other small gangs and kingpins are pathetic and of the lowest rank, while she deals with powerful mafia leaders in Tokyo, Washington, London, and Stellar City.
Be careful with Jacqueline Allen; she might be a pretty flower, but she has spikes full of venom.
Stellar City/Cyber Crew: @8um8le
Sc Jacqueline: @artsolarsash
Final design will be later.
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ask-the-blueverse · 3 months
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Ah yes. Another askblog ran by @artoutoftheblue
This blog is mainly just to prevent the need for other askblogs. Any of my aus that dont have their own askblogs are available for asks on this. This'll be updated for the fairies when I finish all the designs
Note: Any undesigned characters will have written interactions only until they are designed
Links to the other askblogs if you wanna talk to characters that aren't on the list:
•Canon HS
•Canon BTB
•Lord Solar AU
•Lord Crimson AU
•The Mers
•Confined to one Spot AU
Crossover mentions are allowed!
Magic anons are allowed!
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NO NSFW ASKS!!!
List of the aus and characters available with them:
The Cost of Doubling Down AU (Dimension TCODD285936497583683631630719):
TCoDD Sun, TCoDD Moon, TCoDD Crimson, TCoDD Solar, TCoDD Lunar
WC x SBS AU (Dimension WC38546997475275368348658520):
Sunnyblaze, Moonstar, Stormwhisker, Nightfall, Redwing, Swiftshadow, Vanillia, Butterfly, Blazewing, Mapleleaf
WoF x SBS AU (Dimension WOF3588648534628530869786321):
Sandwing Sun, Nightwing Moon, Night/Sky Eclipse, Icewing Lunar, Skywing Bloodmoon, Rainwing Solar, Seawing Monty, Silkwing Earth
Always Evil AU (Dimension AE2858539648522747508697585):
Lord Eclipse, AE Lunar, AE Bloodmoon, AE Solar, Servant Sun, Servant Moon
Minds of Static AU (Dimension MOS853853472834685373574238):
Static, Mischief, Mayhem, MoS Sun, MoS Moon, MoS Lunar, MoS Monty, MoS Earth
Junkyard AU (Dimension JY385853853538852469386396):
Mechanic Solar
Celestial Fairies AU (Dimension CF3638649649694638538538594):
Day Fairy Sun, Night Fairy Moon, Spring Fairy Earth, Summer Fairy Solar, Autumn Fairy Eclipse, Winter Fairy Lunar, Fauna Fairy Bloodmoon/Carmine and Crimson
Star Corrupted Solstice AU: (Dimension SCS3857526417527533853853858):
SCS Solstice, Harvest Moon
Breaking the Bounds AU that was rescued by the CSSverse (Dimension BTB118201521201562085212216)
Sun, Moon, Lunar, Crimson, Solar, Monty
Swap!BTB AU (SBTB5835832853857959469365335):
Swap!Sun, Swap!Moon, Swap!Eclipse, Swap!Lunar, Swap!Crimson, Swap!Solar
RightHand!Supernova AU (dimension BTB118201521201562085212217):
Lord Eclipse, Servant Sun, Guard Solar, Prince Lunar
TSAMS Demon AU (Dimension 2538964495738753976094679):
Characters adopted by other aus:
Sun (Demon of Fire), Moon (Demon of Darkness and Fear), Eclipse (Demon of Discord and War), Lunar (Fallen Exorcist), Bloodmoon (Demon of Murder and Violence; resident of Cannibal Town), Solar (Fallen Exorcist), Callisto/TSAMS Ruin (Demon of Trickery and Lies), Helios/TSAMS Solar (Demon of Loathing, Numbness, and Isolation), Nightmare/TSAMS Killcode (Demon of Confusion, Indecisiveness, and Sleep Paralysis), Monty (Demon of Selfishness and Greed)
Villian Jack AU:
Sun, Moon, Eclipse, Lunar, Bloodmoon, Earth, Helios (Solar), Callisto (Ruin), Harvest (Jack), Stitchwraith, Monty
Recovering Solar, Solstice, HS Sun, HS Moon
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8um8le · 5 months
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How did Cat and Eclipse first met each other and how did they react?
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After maybe a month of them reuniting, Sun and Moo decided to introduce their new friend (?) thing to their big boss Eclipse
Went pretty horrendously, putting two entitled ppl in the same room doesn’t always go well
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