#Puppet And Eclipse Show

[nadinescholtes]

I wanted to do one with Eclipse and Earth hanging out.

I may have more future pages :)

Earth's character designs was made by @ayyy-imma-ninja

You can watch the show right here:

https://www.youtube.com/@EclipseAndPuppetShow

All Security breach show comic pages

[nomiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

MY SHAYLAAAAAAAA

[lucuma-scribbles]

EAPS characters in Cookie run kingdoms artstyle ✨

[that-fox-thing]

Thought they deserved their own cartoon versions 💕

(srry if it’s bad idk how to animate that well😔)

⤹ Individual drawings undercut

[thedenofravenpuff]

The way Ruin's rays just keep changing colours in different lighting and shadows, will never stop amusing me

[alexandraisyes]

I only procrastinated for almost a month I don't know what you're talking about.

Version without watermarks + extra content on my Kofi and Patreon

[nightixx]

today EAPS episode hit so hard I didn't even realize I was crying from it

"you're a walking curse" AHHHHHH STOPP

What's this unfairness between tsams/laes and eaps like dawng eclipse didn't need his own psychological horror movie

[waterlily8888]

I would just like to say after watching the newest EAPS episode. I don’t really like how Charlie and eclipse handle it. Yes Charlie is a child and eclipse shouldn’t have said that to a child. I don’t blame him for how he’s reacted. If it’s the virus or not frustration has grown for a well. I don’t fully think Charlie understands how much eclipse has changed and given up for her. She says he’s mean all the time that he’s just a jerk. Which he is, yet around Charlie he softens his voice. Talks in a nicer tone well talking to her. I mean she based him in the face with a wrench and he still talked in a softer tone after getting fixed. She doesn’t fully understand how much eclipse has done for her. Yes what eclipse said was wrong but Charlie was pushing him and took back her apology. I’m only bring this up because I have a feeling the series is going to say fully eclipse is in the wrong and give him hell for this. Yet I don’t fully think it’s his fault. Eclipse has let Charlie get away with so much stuff and I think Charlie telling eclipse he doesn’t help her with anything was the final straw for him. He made sure her death was peaceful, he didn’t kill Henry for her, he got her father when she was depressed gave him shit too, he has helped her with her powers from the start, gave up puppet so she could live and made sure the change went as smoothly as he could, has shown care and gone out of his way to protect her, and he took care of her for months. He shows little moments of care and Charlie can’t see that. I don’t fully blame her though she’s a kid. But I wish someone older would explain to her fully that he really does care. That just because he acts like a dick doesn’t mean he is one. I also believe the virus is effecting eclipse a lot faster than anyone else and it’s going unseen due to eclipse always acting meaner then other characters. Im very interested in where this is going I just hope everyone give eclipse a little bit of grace for this.

[1ris5starlight]

[treasureboxmylove]

Night at the Campfire

The night air was brisk, filled with the crackling warmth of the fire and the scent of roasted marshmallows. Laughter floated lazily among the trees, drifting upward with the smoke. Fireflies blinked like tiny stars in the dark, and somewhere off in the woods, a cricket choir chirped their gentle accompaniment to the joyful hum of the group.

They’d gathered here for something simple—a safe night out under the stars, where no monsters lurked in the shadows, no hidden cameras watched from the walls. Just old friends, stories, snacks, and the quiet comfort of each other’s company.

Foxy leaned back on a log, his ears perked and tail twitching as he chuckled at something Monty said, a joke about Eclipse’s inability to cook anything that didn’t turn into charcoal. Even Eclipse himself laughed, arms folded as he shook his head, feigning offense.

FC was curled up in a blanket with a stick full of marshmallows, eyes wide in anticipation of s'more construction. Puppet stood nearby—though "stood" wasn't quite the right word. She hovered. Ten feet away from the fire. Still. Rigid.

Foxy noticed.

At first, he didn’t think much of it. She wasn’t much for gatherings anyway, usually preferring to stay off to the side with a knowing smirk or the occasional biting comment. But tonight felt different. Her arms were wrapped tightly around herself. She wasn’t watching the group—she was watching the fire.

Not with curiosity. With fear.

He blinked and turned back toward the flame. It was calm, contained. The ring of stones they'd placed around it did their job well. A few sparks danced upward every now and then, nothing dangerous. But when he turned his eyes back to Puppet, she hadn’t moved. Her face, pale and masked, somehow looked more fragile than usual. There was something in her eyes—something hollow. Far away.

Foxy quietly stood, brushing off the ashes clinging to his pants. Nobody else noticed as he walked away from the light. Only Puppet’s gaze flicked toward him—briefly—then returned to the flames.

He didn’t speak.

He didn’t ask her to come closer or tease her for being distant.

Instead, he stopped beside her—ten feet from the fire—and simply stood there. For a moment, they both watched in silence. The laughter of the group faded into background noise. He could hear her breath, shaky and shallow, and the soft sound of her fingers digging into her own sleeves.

Foxy gently held out his hand.

Puppet didn't look at it at first. She didn’t even seem to realize he was offering it. But slowly, her eyes traced the motion. Hesitantly. Warily.

Her fingers were trembling when they reached for his.

And when their hands touched, something shifted.

He didn’t squeeze. He didn’t pull. He just held her hand with a softness only he had ever shown her—like she was something valuable, but not fragile. Not broken. Just… here.

Puppet closed her eyes. Her breath hitched. And for the first time that night, she took a step forward. Not toward the fire—but toward now. Toward him.

She didn’t speak either, but he could feel her pulse in her palm. Unsteady. Tense. He moved his thumb in a gentle circle, grounding her with the rhythm.

“I’m alright,” she whispered. Maybe to him. Maybe to herself.

Foxy glanced at her. “You don’t have to be.”

The wind shifted. Somewhere behind them, Ballora was telling a dramatic ghost story, her voice rising and falling in theatrical waves. Laughter bubbled from FC, and Monty made an exaggerated scream. The warmth of the group didn’t quite reach them—but the sound did. Puppet heard it. And slowly, so slowly, her shoulders started to relax.

“You’ve never liked fire, have ya?” Foxy said quietly, still not looking at her.

She didn’t answer at first.

“No,” Puppet finally replied, voice low. “Not since…” Her words faltered. “Not since before.”

He knew what she meant. Before was heavy. It carried weight neither of them wanted to unpack in front of anyone else.

He nodded. “Makes sense.”

Another silence. But this one was easier. Softer.

“I wanted to be part of it,” she said. “To laugh. Roast marshmallows. Tell stories. But I just… I can’t.”

Foxy finally turned to look at her. “You are part of it,” he said gently. “Even back here. Even if you never step closer.”

Puppet stared at him. Her painted-on mask didn't move, but something behind her eyes flickered. Something he hadn’t seen since their last quiet moment together on the apartment couch—when the world wasn’t watching, and she finally let herself lean on him for a little while.

“I thought I was over it,” she admitted, a trace of shame in her voice. “I thought if I just kept walking forward, eventually I’d outrun it.”

Foxy's voice was low. “Sometimes you don’t have to outrun it. Sometimes you just… stop. Let someone hold your hand. And you stay right where you are, ‘til it doesn’t feel so big anymore.”

Her hand tightened around his.

“I hate feeling like this,” she said.

“I know.”

“I hate being scared of something so small.”

He looked toward the fire again. “It ain’t small to you. That’s what matters.”

The fire cracked in the distance, sending up a small puff of sparks. Puppet flinched—but she didn’t let go. Foxy felt the tremor in her hand and gently squeezed, just once.

“I’ve seen ya stand up to things that’d tear the rest of us apart,” he said. “You don’t have to prove anything.”

She closed her eyes again, letting his words sink in.

“I miss who I was before all of it,” she whispered. “Back when I wasn’t afraid of things like this. When fire was just warmth. Not a memory.”

Foxy took a deep breath. “I don’t think you lost her,” he said. “I think she’s still in there. You’re just learning how to let her come out again. Little by little.”

Puppet let out a sound that might’ve been a laugh. Or a sob.

They stood like that a long time. The others were singing now—FC leading some ridiculous campfire song with Eclipse doing backup vocals in a deep, overly dramatic tone.

Eventually, Puppet leaned her shoulder against Foxy’s arm. Barely touching. But it was something.

“Will you stay here with me a while longer?” she asked softly.

Foxy nodded, settling down in the grass beside her, hand never letting go.

“For as long as you need, love.”

And under the stars, ten feet from the fire, surrounded by the sounds of safety and home, Puppet let herself breathe. Not fully. Not deeply. But enough.

And that was more than she’d done in years.

[luna-r0se]

Eclipse doodle

[nomiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii]

happy holidays!!

[lucuma-scribbles]

Happy Mermay! Enjoy seabunny Charlie doodles TuT

Mermaid & sea slug version ✨

[goodolddumbbanana]

Ya know, this Sunrise is something different.

1.He really stands up and thinks for himself.

When Moon hurt him (not even Moon's fault) , He shut Moon inside his head and kept the light on, so Moon will never come out again. He straight up says he doesn't like Moon, and even doesn't want to recognised Moon's exists.

And even when he learns about Killcode, the first action he wants to take is to keep the light on and leave Moon to rot forever. Because in Sunrise's pov, that Moon is nothing more than a parasite, an error in Sun's system . And if he can't fix it, why bother to care. And the reason he wants to split so Moon can do whatever heck he wants and leave Sunrise alone.

To be real, that Sun has more of Moon's attitude than I ever seen. You remember how Our Moon threatened Our Sun to plug him if he can't control Eclipse? Yeah... This Sunrise's vibe is exactly like that. Because he doesn't care about how Moon's struggling, he just ignores and says: "oh well, I can't do anything so he needs to live with it. " And "it is my body, he lives inside my head so he needs to deal with it."

Sunrise is selfish, but that selfishness is so endearing I'm not even mad about it. Because Sunrise is right when he tells Francis that he cares, and he cares for himself the most. He should like that, he doesn't need or have to put up with Moon, or Moon 's attitude. If someone hurts you, cut them out of your life. And that's good.

Because we have been so used to Sun, our Sun, that we forget that not everyone is this nice and forgiving.

When Sun finds out about Moon, what did he do? He bargained Moon to split the time, for both of them to live in peace. He tried to think for Moon, and even when Moon killed people because of Killcode, he only wanted to shut Moon in because he is afraid Moon will hurt more people, and not because of the pain Moon tortured him for years. He tried his best to find solutions for them to split, for them to be closer. And with Eclipse, he tried to talk sense with Eclipse, trying to give him a chance. Even with KC, Bloodmoon... He still tried to give his hand out first, and ran away from the problems later, because Sun cares about people around him more than himself.

(that is the reason why Sun didn't tell Moon about July 16th, because it happened only with him, not to anyone else. And he thought it was him to lose control, not Moon or Eclipse or Bloodmoon. I bet if he knew someone inside his head this past, he will try to find a way to get them out too.

Because sure Sun is not as smart as Moon or Solar or Eclipse or Monty or Creator, but his sheer determination can do anything. He finds Eclipse's bunker without anyone's help, he yeeted out Eclipse v1 with some rambling spell he had no experience to do so... Even Creator said Sun could find his way out if he try hard enough.)

2. The way he deals with people bullying him.

Sunrise doesn't care. He doesn't bat an eye when Eclipse snaps at him. He doesn't feel hurt because of Eclipse's speech, because Sunrise knows nothing about Eclipse and he doesn't care as long as it's not him who gets hurt.

We can see how Sunrise interacts with different people. Puppet, Francis, Eclipse. Sure, He still easily gets bullied, but he stands his ground. He even shook his head and expressed something like 'what is his problem?' with Eclipse.

He is cold, and self perseverance.

If it is our Sun, Sun would feel hurt. He will try to find some way to undo or fix the thing he said makes people feel hurt. He will think he is the one who is wrong and try to apologize to them.

3. Attitude

This Sunrise is so optimistic. He is curious, and doesn't know about private space, and he yells a lot.

He likes running from his problem as long as he doesn't affect by it like a pro.

Our Sun... Sure he is optimistic at the start. But Sun's nature is pessimistic or realistic. He is energetic, but he never does something without permission. It feels more an act for me, the one he slowly dries out past time.

(He doesn't touch moon because he knows moon doesn't like hugging. He doesn't laugh at Eclipse in his downfall, or say anything at Nexus of how Nexus reminds him of Moon...)

There are so intriguing about how Sunrise has more care of himself than Sun, the one who is literally getting tortured since day one when his sentient wakes up.

[piarivasperalta]

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