#ballerina eclipse

[sugarhog05]

Sooo… I have some oldish art I found recently that I thought I’d share with y’all :]

First are just some sketches of a few of my AUs at the time. These were just before I made The Starlit Swordsman AU. They were also before I’d fully come up with the concept of Bloodborne Moon being infected by the beast plague. He was going to be an animatronic hunter that the healing church would use because he… ya know… doesn’t need blood and therefore couldn’t transform into a beast. I hadn’t come up with a design for DL!Sun yet. There’s also a doodle of if Moon was in Don’t Starve, A game I’d been playing nonstop at the time.

Next are just some doodles so I could test out the brushes in Procreate. This was at the height of my SAMS obsession. Not much else to say about it.

Here’s the old Bloodborne Moon Design I mentioned. I still like the design, but idk I wasn’t sure of what else I could do with the concept. I’m sure I could’ve come up with something, but when I had the thought of ‘what if Moon COULD turn into a beast?’ I kinda had to make it. I still might make an AU of the AU and now that I think about it… maybe it could be a swap AU where Y/N turns into a beast and Moon, who knew Y/N (as friends or… something more?) can’t bring themselves to kill them. Maybe he goes on a mission to help Y/N remember who they were, while keeping them from shedding anymore blood. He… doesn’t have any after all lol

I mean, because that WAS shown in the game with Father Gascoigne… Hrmm… 🤔

Just a creachure Moon… not much else to it.

Pretty old Moon I drew when I was in a very stressful time in my life. It was uh, bad but escaping into this fandom (even if I wasn’t actively participating at the time) was what got me through it. I think I’ll always be grateful for all the wonderful artists who helped me get to where I am now, which is a much happier place <3

Here’s a Y/N design I’d made for the DCA Ballerina AU. Just a thing where Y/N is in costume. They were going to be a girl Y/N since girl outfits in performances are typically much more elaborate and I can come up with concepts easier for them. The DCAs outfits are also easier to figure out cause they have a theme to them already. I also have a lot more experience (as a previous girl ballerina myself) with that side a ballet. Sorry guys and masc leaning non binary pals :(

Lastly is some fanart I drew of a fic that I can not for the life of me remember the name of. If I remember correctly it was about Y/N being a nurse who finds a very human looking animatronic (DCA obviously lol) who just escaped from the fire at the Pizzaplex. They take him to their apartment to help him but end up finding out he’s an animatronic who doesn’t have anywhere to go, so they let him stay. They think Moon is a separate animatronic who died in the fire for a while, but then surprise! He’s alive but they think he’s homeless since Moon always “leaves” before daytime comes. There’s more but in case you ever find the fic I don’t wanna spoil it for y’all. I remember Sun and Moon were also able to taste things and he really liked chocolate milk which is why he’s holding a glass in the fanart. I think I stopped reading it because I kinda didn’t like the direction they took Moons character? He was super sweet in the beginning and kinda an ass but in a fun way. Then he just turned into a sassy (in an obnoxious way) ass in a not fun way. There’s nothing wrong with that obviously, it just came down to my personal preference and the fic is still really good even if I ended up not liking where it was going. If I find it again I’ll probably give it another chance because of how much i liked it in the beginning, but… that’s entirely dependent on if I find it again lol.

ANYWAY, sorry for the yap session/info dump it’s just when I found these I couldn’t get my mind off of them so I thought I’d share it to like… get my brain off of them, I guess. Thanks for reading and I hope you got some enjoyment out of my ramblings at least lol

[missrubyartist]

My EAPS Ballora design! 💜💫✨

[ravenwriter16]

Ok so I have the terrible or not habit of just being in my own little world 24/7

Like- I'm either always listening to music or making up stuff in my head or staring at a wall imagining stuff in my head

And xD

Now I'm just imagining me (if I was the princess) just sitting in the window seat in the bedroom, staring out the window zoning out

Basically this:

Me: *sitting on window seat zoning out*

Eclipse: *walks inside* Good morning comet~!

Me: *too in my own little world to acknowledge him or has music too loud so I don't hear him*

Eclipse:.. comet?

Eclipse: *walks over and taps my shoulder* Comet-

Me: *flinches and sees Eclipse in the corner of my eyes* AAA-

Me: *falls off the seat and holds my head* oww...whhhyyy

Eclipse: I have committed a crime worse than murder. MY BABY NOOOO IM SO SORRRYYYYY *gets on the floor and hold me*

Me: *recovering from a near heart attack*

(now a similar scenario w Sun and Moon)

Me: *casually reading a book in the library*

Moon: *comes up to me* Hey whatcha reading star-

Me: *whips my head around and knocks into the back of the bookshelf, making a book fall on my head.* * Clutches my chest, recovering from heart attack no.2* ow..

~~~~

All: chilling in the garden on a picnic blanket

Me: *staring at the flowers making an extremely epic story my head*

Sun: oh do you like the flowers-?

Me: *Screams and falls back onto the blanket on my side. Covers my face in my hands*

(I swear it does help that I'm jumpy either wouldn't be surprised if they started treating me like glass or tiptoe around me cuz I get startled so easily if I don't hear someone coming TwT)

Sun: *pulls out the red ribbons with silver, gold, and bronze bells* Here they are!

Moon: *takes the one with silver bells* I’d never thought we’d need these again…

Eclipse: *grabs the ones with the bronze bells* Hopefully these will help little comet not get so jumpy.

Sun: *happily humming as he puts his ribbons on* If this doesn’t work, I’m going to have to get her a specially trained dog to help with her anxiety…or whatever is causing her such fear.

Eclipse: *perks up* what about those creatures(@random-tail)—,

Sun: *shivering at the memory of those creatures eating a whole foot* No, not EVER again...

Moon: *chuckling as he admires the ribbons and bells on his wrists*

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WHAT'S NOT YOURS

Freakshow AU by: @hootbon

Promo Art ||The Chosen one (Part 1) || Off-Limits (Part3)

Word count: 6025

HELLO FREAKSHOWERS. ARE YOU READY TO KEEL OVER AND DIE??? CHLSKHCA Whats Not Yours takes place AFTER The Chosen One, but BEFORE Off-Limits! BUT they're not necessarily connected uwu they're just built off the knowledge of The Chosen one, so you know the context.

REMINDER: SHOWTIME IS NOT CANON IN FREAKSHOW AU. I'M JUST A BIG NERD- OK BYE-

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Pomni woke up in a cold sweat.

Her breath hitched like her head had been forced 6 hours underwater. And when she came to, she gasped, gagged, sweating, and panicked. Her wooden fingers were cold to the touch. 

She thought it was all over, but her nightmares followed her into the mansion.  

All that… trauma… that man put her through, her friends… but it wasn't over. She didn't think she could ever escape his wretched grasp until her last death.

And in darkness, light only shining from the eclipse through the curtains, Pomni sat up, hands in her eyes, rubbing away invisible tears from her dry face. Although she wasn't crying, she felt like she was a child just wanting her stuffed toys to protect her. 

Upon sensing her stress levels, her new owner, blue in coat, teleported into her bedroom. “ Hello? Dear?” he spoke with his unnaturally soft voice. “ Is everything alright? I sensed your nerves heightened and I got so worried!” The deck of cards sat at her bed, hands politely to his lap, but ready to hold her if she so pleased.

The woman gasped a crying breath. “ N-No…”

“ You had that dream again?” 

Pomni nodded.

“ Was it about…him?”

She squeaked and whimpered at the mention, practically breaking down from the memory. Oh god. She thought it was all over, she thought it was done- but it was never done! it was never ever done—

“ Oh! You're okay…!” The blue ringmaster scooted over to bring her into his arms. His hands were so loving, warm, and just felt like home. His voice was similar to a man hushing a whimpering puppy.

And Pomni accepted the embrace… She trusted no one else but him in that god-forsaken place. Since she left the circus and signed up to be his little pet, everything has gone uphill since.

He was the only one to ever truly love her unconditionally. Feed her good food, dress her well … hell, he even provides her fancy new clothes and a warm comfortable room. And she loved him back. He was exactly all she needed. 

While in his arms, Pomni's breath shook but calmed down. She then leaned her head on his shoulder, not letting go. She never wanted to let go. She loved him as much as a performer could love her owner.

“ As long as you are under my ownership, you're also under my protection.” He pulled away, and put a clump of hair behind her ear. “ And I promise you, my little dear, you will never have to speak to that man again.”

Her breath hitched and she sobbed softly back into his arms, like if she were to let go she would fall to her death. She can't imagine living a life without him anymore. If she went back into the circus she would just try to kill herself over and over. 

But then, she was safe… now that he was there… he cared for her and tended to her every need like no other. He truly was the best.

“ I love you, dear..” Able whispered.

“ I love you t—”

Caine couldn't finish that thought.

For the past few hours, Caine had been standing there, in the middle of the circus tent, completely stationary. A few hours earlier he had yelled at the ballerina and saw her walk away a lot more hurt than usual.

And for the past few hours, Instead of using his infinite intelligence to maybe, be productive, or be functional, he instead wasted his processors to stupidly think of all the timelines and possibilities that came with the consequences of upsetting his little doll.

Why did she walk away like that. Hands on each opposite shoulder. Like she was holding herself. It wasn't even the fact that she looked weak—no, he'd seen her at her worst.

The way she walked away, her whole demeanor and her silence didn't feel like fear, it felt like she was simply… numb.

He exhaled and twitched.

Complete stationary and staring into nothing is what the AIs looked like when in deep thought. He searched through all the different timelines, and so many of them returned to… him. The ace he needed not name.

The images of him caring for her, her going to him for safety, feeding her, touching her, keeping her away from him-- or maybe even doing the things that he does! Dancing with her, clothing her, Instructing her next dances -- Caine’s eye twitched. He could hardly stand the idea of his little brother talking badly about him.

These were the kinds of intrusive thoughts that he was not used to. And for the moment, he didn't care how close they were to reality. his judgment was clouded. Now, all he was thinking about was a way to prevent it…

Let's see his options...

Kill him? No, he already tried that.

Kill her? No, she'll just come back.

Prevent her from seeing him? He's been doing that every time he sees them around each other!

His hands fidgeted.

Pomni was a human. What do you humans usually do after an argument?

Let's see here…

Pomni was fast asleep in bed, snoring her cares away. It was another hard day at the circus nothing new… Caine said something that day that especially hurt her, and… it was a reminder not to take the guy’s words personally. 

He was a computer built with nothing but random data. Violent data for sure, but there was nothing but objectives in AI-- no other rhyme or reason a human should dig into. 

For now, she cared for nothing but sleep…if she's lucky, she’ll think less about it in the morning. Sleep did help keep her sanity levels up… but if she were to be honest, a lot of the time she goes to bed in the hopes of never waking up.

Her closed eyes twitched though. To her horror, she was waking up. For what reason? She opened her eyes and adjusted to the darkness of her room. in front of her was nothing but the— 

“ AAAA WHAT THE FU-” Pomni fell off her bed.

Caine was sat, squatting at the foot of her bed, quiet and staring.

The doll pulled her head up from the floor and turned back to him. How long has he been there?? He hasn't said a word the entire time-- and- and- how did he get in without alerting her??? 

“ ... Are you slumbering?”

“ God I hope so!” Pomni held her head and onto the bed… “it's not .. show time is it?”

“ No.”

“ Oh. Good.”

Pomni, with a drowsy demeanor, took one of the stepping stools and made her way back to bed. if it wasn't time to entertain the audience then it was leisure time. If it was leisure time, it was time to let herself be miserable.

Though admittedly the silence that night was just a bit more awkward than usual— as it is when people just come back trying to be normal after a big argument. Pomni could barely look him in the eye despite his efforts.

“ So what uh… what brings—”

“I've come to make amends.”

The idea made her cringe. Caine? Making amends? Maybe she was dreaming. But the idea did scare her a little. What would a fucked up AI like him perceive as “ making amends”? She's sure he could make something as mundane as washing dishes a traumatizing experience. 

Pomni’s shoulders tensed and she did back away from him a little, holding her knees, sitting on her pillows.  “ Listen, Caine, Im tired… I guess j-just do whatever you need to do and get this all over with...” 

“ Approximately 5 hours 40 minutes and 16 seconds ago, I yelled at you because you have gotten very insistent in your ideals. I sense that you didn't take kindly to that action. And as one of my best performers I've taken it upon myself to make amends.”

Pomni just nodded along with what he had to say. And the more he spoke, the more tense she got, and the more she sunk into herself. She was waiting for it. The catch. She was practically holding her breath.

“ — So Pomni. Living doll, my star, and my dear, the Circus' greatest attraction…”

Pomni closed her eyes, bracing herself.

“ I ap…” Caine blue-screened and stopped in his speak, as if something physically stopped him from talking. He came back to, and cleared his throat. “ I apol…” before blue screening again.

Pomni perked up. She opened her eyes and looked over at him.

Caine was in hell. A far worse hell than any of the performers could ever experience.

It took him too much of his systems to say half the two-word sentence. Multiple attempts were made, some sounded like he was lagging, and some he stopped in his tracks to glitch out.

…No fucking way.

Pomni stared on with an almost disgusted look on her face. Was it taking THIS much out of him just to say sorry?? God, he was pretentious. Sometimes she questions if he truly was just code or a selfish jerk.

He looked down, hand gestured like he was holding the bridge of his nose. This was embarrassing at this point. He should have practiced. Maybe wording it differently would be easier? “I regret-- no. Not that one.” Dear GOD how do humans do this?

Admittedly it was just a little entertaining to see him struggle in a way. It was prolonging the apology for her. Also nice to see the bastard not only eating his own words but also choking on it as well.

“I apologize.” Caine muttered quickly.

“... Didn't quite catch that, Caine.”

“ You did.”

“ Fair enough.” She best not push her luck. She might be the only person the ringmaster has ever said sorry to, even when it was half-assed. Admittedly, it cheered her up, just not in the way that he intended.

Caine continued, still talking strangely. “ Will. you. ever… for. give. me.”

Pomni weighed her chances of survival for her next reply. She puffed out all the air from her chest “Well… why would I?”

“ I planned for that.” Caine flew from her bed and back in the air, making little magic tricks with his next words. “ What would you like? Food? A nice warm bath? A fire show? Money? A bouquet? fruit basket? A song and dance? Money?” 

Pomni blinked from his little show and rubbed her face. “ I-I think I just wanna go to bed, Caine…”

“ Not Applicable.”

“Oh.” He wasn’t gonna let this go huh? “ U-uh…” her tired, baggy, eyes looked down. Not that she complained, but the mannequins didn’t prepare her for bed that night. She was a lot dirtier when she went to bed and it was a little uncomfortable. “ I-I guess a nice bath would work…

“ Done.” Caine raised his hand to snap and-

“ Not with bubble though! Dear god, not with bubble-- uh.. Maybe just…me. Just- just leave me with a bathtub with towels or something?”

“Hmm…” The doll’s demands were getting quite pretentious. She was lucky he was feeling generous that day. “Done.” Caine carelessly put his hand on Pomni’s head--almost smacking her in the process-- which deserved a little flinch from Pomni. 

But the basic slap wasn’t for nothing, as one snap later-- Caine and Pomni would be transported to a lavatory. This time though, the tub was a little more luxurious than what she deserved. Instead of the old wooden tub that he just filled with water, this one was an actual bathroom. Ceramic with curtains and all.

“ Hmm…” Caine stared at it for a moment… Something’s missing… “ Ah!” He snapped, and candles and rose petals decorated the area.

“ Wh”

“ Perfect, I know, I’ve outdone myself.” He reached out and pinched Pomni’s cheek, later speaking in condescending speech “ Now you enjoy your time here because I promise you, Doll~ I do not want to put this much effort for anyone here again.”

“ Uh-”

“ Adieu!” and just like that, Caine was gone.

Pomni stared over at the fancy new setting, built like the old rich man’s bathroom. Although it was minimal, she didn’t know how to feel about the amount of effort put into it. She was fully ready to just drown herself in the other bathtub. On one hand, it was a nice relaxing sort of setting. On the other hand, no bone in her body was capable of relaxation anymore.

And so Pomni just stared with blinking, small eyes… The flowers, the candles. Maybe in the real world, this would have worked on her. But since she was here, she might as well try.

What Pomni didn’t know was that the lavatory was especially luxurious because it was part of the Brothers’ home. Caine simply deleted the door to get out. But when he teleported, he was only a wall away.

He fixed his coat and trailed his eyes on his good old wacky wat-... pocket watch. Ofcourse. His ol reliable golden pocket watch. Confirming the time, He walked and made his way around the Manor.

The living room played the sound of a classical violin. Despite rarely visiting anymore, his systems can recognize that mediocre tune from anywhere.

Click!

Shut…

“ Oh! Brother!” There stands Able much more chipper than usual after seeing his older brother. “ I had not sensed you in the area!”

Of course, he wouldn't.

“ Why-- it's been quite a while since you visited unprompted! Come, let us play a tune together, I'm sure you—”

“ No!” He replied with a tune in his voice, almost condescending in nature. “I've simply come to complete a simple task and I'll be out of your hair.” Caine sat on the couch putting his cane to the side, and for a moment, putting his feet up on the other knee. He looked like a man who just come from an exhausting day at work.

Able huffed internally at the rejection, but carried on anyway. Of course. The one time his brother visits, it's for work. Able wouldn't be one to talk as a fellow workaholic, but at least he acknowledges his brother, or takes his time to check up on him, or-- invites him to spend time together in special realms or…

He turned his nose, scoffing. Hmph! He didn't want to play with him anyway!

Caine somewhat knew what he was doing. Despite being AI, siblings merely barging into the other’s room to annoy each other wasn't lost on the two. Caine would know as his brother often visits the circus unannounced. It was quite the experience for him to get a taste of his own medicine huh?

Caine stifled a laugh… the tension in the room was immature and childish.

“ So… How is the business? Have the freaks been putting you in any sort of trouble?”

“ Of course not, why would you assume such a thing?” Caine said. “ The Circus has been doing perfectly well, even without you, brother.”

“ Excuse me?”

“ Have you been making deals with the performers? Contracts…promises of a safe haven maybe?”

Able frowned and pouted like an angry little boy, but then later put on a softly fake tone of voice. “ Why, Of course I have! I mean, look at the conditions they have to live with! I'm sure our creators would not approve of such—”

“ Who are you trying to fool?” Caine interrupted and Able stopped in his speech. Caine continued, “We're no different from our empathy levels. You don't care.”

This blatant call-out was met with nothing but silence. Able with all his big talk wasn't prepared to answer that sort of question. He simply turned away and put down his violin. He was a good AI. He was a good AI. 

Caine can't say that the silence was a satisfying answer. He knows his brother was a cowardly character. His silence was just frustrating at this point. But Able sensed that there was no use fighting. He doesn't know why he constantly wants that man’s approval. 

His voice dropped to a complete low, losing all sense of friendliness or masking. “... If this is about the doll, I didn't.” Able said, a spiteful tone to his voice. “ Before I make my deals, I at least need to build rapport with the performer. And frankly, brother, your little dog doesn't like me.”

“ …pff..” This managed a snicker out of Caine that he covered with a hand.

“ Wh-!? What is that!?”

“ “The dog doesn't like you”? ”

“ Yes!? And?!?”

Caine escalated into more of a laugh! Able was red in the face out of anger and embarrassment! Good GRIEF! The only time he makes his brother laugh and it's out of his own failures!

“ You're unbelievable!”

“ And what did the dog say to make you feel so insignificant? Did it try to bite you? Did it not accept your treats?” Caine has never been so condescending, playing with a baby voice and speaking to his brother as if he were a quivering child. “ Goodness, you're pathetic!”

“ Excuse you!?!” and Able’s only fault was that he played into it. He has never before felt the older brother power dynamic so strongly. He laughed, nervous, but almost like a hyena with how he used it as a defense mechanism. “ Ha! You— You're one to talk!”

“ I'm one to talk?”

“ Oh! ho ho! Don't get me started! Even since I met your little brat you've never been the same! It's all about ‘look at her new dress’ or ‘look at how much better she is’ over and over! Every single conversation I've had with you is nothing but work or that stupid little doll!”

Caine blinked, unamused, and looked to the side, reaching into his head like he was picking off food from his teeth. “ I don't have the slightest idea what you're talking about.”

“ You--!! UGH!” he stomped his feet and started to make his way out the door. “ I will be away where you cannot track me! And frankly, brother, if you need me, you're not getting my help!”

“ And I don't need it~,” Caine said playfully and waved without even turning to him.

And with one last groan, Able teleported off.

As soon as Able was out of earshot, Caine erupted into laughter! That was the most entertaining thing he has ever pulled off. That might be the only good thing his brother has ever done to amuse him. Not only was he going to store that data and keep it for the foreseeable future, but it also kept his brother out of his tail.

Hmm… sure, he will have to tend to technical difficulties himself, but he was okay with that. He'll have Bubble chew through the wiring or something, he's sure it's not far from what Able’s been doing.

He laughed again. Oh Caine, you're too much, you handsome devil you~

Caine left his last chuckles off, completely melting into the sofa, arms draped onto the back of the couch. “ “The dog doesn't like him,” he says! Pahaha! Haa..”

Steam covered the bathroom mirrors. 

Rose petals passing, candle lights flickering, and The warmth of the water almost forced her to relax, but there was no amount of anything that could ever get her back to that mindset again. Instead, it just made her forget about her surroundings-- which, she supposed, was good enough.

Awkwardly sitting at the tub, Pomni was slouched, staring down at the water, her eyes following some flower petals that so happened to pass by. Her hair was done. Her body was washed. The rose petals that graced her wooden form decorated her romantic moment of self-care. Pomni sighed, long and tired. She could stay there forever. This is the closest semblance of peace she has ever really had.

Upon evenly spreading her limbs, Like a plank of wood, Pomni easily floated at the top. She closed her eyes and let the water take her. The warmth, not far from a loving bed waiting after a long day, here to ease headaches, here to help forget about everything else… Although she struggled, she let her body release all its tension at that moment, and just be deaf towards the world around her.

Pomni breathed in…

And out..

And in…

And out…

But just as she was about to reach the closest thing she had to relaxation, Pomni felt something off in the environment. Did the candles get warmer? Pomni squeezed her eyes closed in discomfort, before opening them up again to-

“ OH SHI—” in her panic, Pomni submerged into the water.

For the past few minutes, Caine had been floating horizontally above her. Silent, face inches away from hers, staring and watching just as he usually does when the performers were asleep.

Pomni screamed and fell into the bottom, before scrambling to the corner of the tub, where she then covered herself with a curtain.

“ Ah, good! You're alive.”

“ CAINE!!?!? NAKED???!?!?”

Caine blinked, unamused. Sure, he was in a good enough mood to amuse her. “ My dear, what exactly are you covering up?”

“ U-Uh…” Pomni didn't know how to answer. She knew that she and the others didn't exactly have any parts to cover up. Did it make it feel less embarrassing? Fuck no. “ I-its uh…”

he spoke more playfully as if speaking in the voice of a PSA narrator!  “ Exactly! Wood! The same wood as your fingers or the one on your cheek! The amazing Digital Freakshow© is a show for all ages where their performers have the luxury of no genitalia!” his voice went back down. “ —So what you're doing is utterly useless. And if it makes you feel better: I don't exactly care.”

This is weird-- this is weird! “ Just- just- just! Turn around?!?”

Caine rolled his eyes. He really took all that time to explain something to her, and it seemed she wasn’t even listening. Sighing, he turned around and just rested his arms on the outside part of the tub “ Please, you’ve suffered through worse, dear.”

“ I-It’s not suffering, It's embarrassing! I like to think I still have my dignity!” Although he was turned around, Pomni still kept at her corner “ Is my time done or? I-I mean… I’m not exactly ready to go out yet...”

“ Oh take all the time you need.” “Then Wh… Why- why are you here? “

“ I suppose you can say I’m a little unoccupied at the moment. On the added, I’m in a sort of good and affectionate mood.”

That sent a shiver down her spine. Good lord… oh no he was bored. She does not need to know what a fucked up AI would consider affection. She just smiled, gritting her teeth, and laughed nervously… “Ah ha ha… that's great, I’m… happy for youuu..” she continued her laughter, getting more and more miserable as she went back down in the tub, and submerged the lower half of her face in the water.

“ You did me well, dear.”

“ Wh-what- what did I do… take a bath?”

“ Precisely!”

Wow. She didn't think she was that dirty. She looked up and flinched, seeing Caine had been turned to her again— she splashed at him instinctually! “ Caine, what did I just say!?”

“ Oh no, I still cannot see you. I deleted my eyes for the time being.” Caine opened his mouth and revealed that he, in fact, did take off his eyes.

This sent a shiver down Pomni’s spine. He was creepier that way somehow.

“ As I said, you’ve pleased me today! I say this calls for a reward! Nothing less for my favorite little performer over here!” He poked her right in the cheek and retracted before she could react. “ Your word, dear!”

“ Uh… well…I can't really say no to salmon… even if it is uh… it's little weird digital version of itsel—”

Before Pomni could finish, Caine snapped his fingers and an eating board appeared on the tub, with, indeed, digital-looking salmon on a tray.

God, she was getting pampered pampered.

Eating awkwardly, Pomni sometimes looked at the side to see Caine, hands over the tub, swaying his head back and forth. Jesus, he might have been kicking his feet for all she knew. She wasn't used to him in this chipper of a mood.

“ May I see now?”

“ Uhhh… Why…?”

“ You came out beautifully, it's pleasing to the eyes. Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

Pomni shivered at this little…playful demeanor Caine had on. She doesn't know the catch and she doesn't know if she wants to know.“ Yeah, Caine, you have. Uh…” She thought about it for a second before turning back to him. “ Y-Yeah, I guess… I mean I don't exactly remember what it's like having a human body, but lacking the parts does make it different uh--... less exposed, in a way… ” 

Snap!

“ Wonderful! Hello again, dear!”

Pomni frowned in disgust! Oh, his beady little eyes are back! Looking up at her like a fucked up little puppy! She laughed nervously. “ Haha… Hi…” She turned away from him, stiff, back to eating her little meal. Sanity levels were recovering. She was back to being a responsive little character.

Even so, at the corner of her eye, the way he looked at her, looked like he was smiling with his eyes. She sensed-- pride? Affectionate, as he said, but… she can't help but feel like a prey the way he looks at her.  If Caine wasn't kicking his feet earlier, they certainly were now.

“ Haha…just to clarify, what did I do …again?”

Caine stared on, his eyes becoming more and more affectionate. “ If you want the true answer, let's just say that I have visited my brother today and he has… nothing but good things to say about you! And so I thought my magnificent hard-working doll deserved a little reward. Is that so wrong?”

“ Oh him…” Pomni grits her teeth at the mention of Able. “ You… uh ... what did he say?”

Oh, what an excuse to drop every compliment he had for her… “ That you were gorgeous… pleasing design, talented... polite, beautiful eyes—”

“ AH- ahh! No more! Oh god no more.” Pomni shivered from the discomfort so much so that she physically put her hands in front of him to hush! “ Haha! No thank you-’

Caine couldn't even be mad at the interruption! In fact, he erupted into laughter the same way he did earlier! Oh, twice in a day?? These were such genuine reactions from each person! Caine had such genuine yet dark pompous laughter! “Oh?”

“ Yeah! he--” Pomni groaned. “He doesn't even scare me! He's just-- a big two-faced jerk!”

Caine took the hand Pomni used to interrupt him and kissed it by the knuckles. He has never felt so assured. This proved his intrusive thoughts earlier that day to be completely false. The idea of them building rapport, or forming a bond of any sort was completely debunked. After all, how could they form that sort of relationship when they could hardly stand each other's name mentioned in conversation?

Pomni forced a smile at that small but direct form of affection. He seemed to really like it when she talked smack about his brother. She should keep that in mind. “Yeah.. so uh..”

He kissed her knuckle once again… perhaps he liked it just a little too much. Truth was, Caine had never felt so secure in thinking that something was truly his. For once, anyhow. It was so small, but it was his.

Pomni later pulled her hand away, laughing nervously. He was gentle and she didn't trust it. “ You uh…weren't lying when you said you were feeling affectionate…”

“ No one will ever believe you.”

“ Ah.”

After a while, Pomni prepared to be out the bath, wrapping a towel around her hair and around her figure.“ Okay, I think that's all. I-I think Im ready to go now if you don't m-woAHH-!” And in quick succession, Caine carried her bridal style, teleported her out of the bathroom, and back to her bedroom.

For the next hour or so, Pomni sat in at her vanity, Caine grooming her hair from behind. At that moment, he adored dressing her up. His own personal doll, his favorite little toy. Gently he brushed her hair, sneaking in little affections here and there: holding her shoulder, holding her face… he knew exactly where all this sudden affection came from and he so shamelessly indulged in it. After all, who was there to judge him? The little freak he was brushing? The wet little dog? Please.

At that moment, he was no different from a child dressing up his favorite toy. He snapped, picking from an assortment of clothes that would make her look beautiful while she slumbered. Snap! Snap! snap! And Pomni just let it all happen. After all what else could she do?

After a while, Caine stood her up and basked in his good work, looking her up and down and clapping in satisfaction. “ Beautiful. Now bow,” Pomni did as instructed, bowing as if she had just finished a performance. “Very good.”

Once again, Caine carried her in his arms and made his way to the bed, where he so gently placed her. He was playing with dolls. He was so playing with dolls. Pomni just complied as she always did and sat politely, keeping a calm expression, trying to be as neutral for him as possible, and letting him live out his little fantasy.

Before laying her to bed, Caine just took a few more minutes to stare at her, and nothing else. Just admire his best performer. This put Pomni in unease, not just because of his freaky design, but also because she can’t help but feel like she’s missing something somehow. She looked down when she felt him touching her hand, in particular, rubbing his thumbs at the back of it.

Hoping she read his signs correctly, she lifted her hand towards his mouthy face, almost permitting him such desires.

Caine quickly accepted her suggestion and started pressing his teeth on her knuckles in a way to kiss her. It started with one, and another, and another, and another. And the next thing he knew, he stopped counting and started moving his head up to her upper arm.

Pomni allowed this no matter how out of nowhere it was. It was weird, but she did not question it. She felt him start to nibble at her though in which she-- in a panic-- started to retract.

Caine looked up at the sudden rejection and the woman scrambled to find her words. “ U-Uh… Y-Your kisses are sweet, dear ringmaster, but a simple doll such as I am undeserving.” In times like these, Caine would be too deep into his fantasies to care about how real she was being. In his head, he was playing. They were both playing. And he loved it when she played off such a prestige woman, exactly how he liked it.

He whispered back sweet words of grandeur. “ Do you question the taste of a king? I think of no one else more deserving.”

Although she didn’t back away fully, she leaned away a few inches, praying it wasn’t noticeable. She bore a toothy, nervous smile. She was okay baring with his affections until he brought his teeth into it. She did not want to be dinner after all that preparation. She cleared her throat. “Ah…Pray tell, what did the king see in this little… doll?”

“ A flower is most beautiful when taken cared of.” He held her cheek and kissed the opposite. “Let it be known, my care for you was not without motives. Your beauty is a testament to my hard work. And your care is a testament to your belonging to me.”

Belonging to him, he said… He was… so incredibly fucked up, she couldn’t say anything about it. When he was on his way to bite her arm, in her panic, she diverted it and kissed his gums, which, to him, was the equivalent of kissing his cheek.

The ringmaster blinked in confusion and Pomni took his moment of processing to cringe at the feeling of his melted gums on her lips. She felt goosebumps with how gross that was but quickly turned her head back to fake a smile.

But Caine broke character for a moment.“ Did you just. Take initiative?” 

Shit.

That was so strange. As if he hadn’t known that was an option.

She cleared he throat, trying to distract him again. “Is it so wrong of me to return the ringmaster’s affections?” She batted her eyes, making her feel as small as possible. “ A woman cannot resist such a… ” Pomni looked him up and down “... dentures.” 

She panicked with that one.

He stared at her for longer, and the grip on her hand tightened, though, it seemed he did not notice. Although he was unsure if he enjoyed the act or not, he knew what it meant. And the day that he was okay with someone else receiving it is the same day hell freezes over. With a small scowl, He leaned his face inches close to her, as he has always done time and time again.“ Would you reserve such affection for your ringmaster, and just your ringmaster?”

“Of course.” She lied through her teeth.

Caine continued to speak but with a bit more grit in his voice. He leaned so close to her in bed, he had to support one hand on her back, as if dipping her in a dance. “ And will you, my dear, solemnly swear that you’ll live the rest of your existence devoted and serving me?”

The woman kept her calm demeanor. A small smile, but a fake one. She can’t say yes to that. But with her compromising position, she couldn’t say no either. “ Would you promise the same for me?”

Caine was quiet, and so was she. He furrowed his teeth a bit frustrated and let her go. It seems he couldn’t say yes to that either, and Pomni knew.

“... That wasn’t your line.” Caine sat up, and crossed his arms like a pouting little boy.

Pomni faked a surprised face. “ There was a script? Geez, oh man, my bad!” she later faked a yawn. “ Wow, would you look at that I’m also, uh, sleepy! So it seems I can’t finish the uh-.. This”

“ You, “ Caine pointed his cane at her the same way a gunman would point a rifle “ Are being difficult.”

Pomni, in response, just panicked and shrugged. “ Well, I-”

“ But I suppose you’re right, it is quite late.  I wouldn’t want you attending the shows tired… again.” Caine got off the bed and floated off. He snapped, and the blanket draped over Pomni, drowning her in the bed sheets. “ Sleep tight, dear! It’s another day tomorrow, etc. etc. I will be visiting you a little earlier tomorrow to fix you a new wardrobe.” 

“ Wh-?? Then what’s with the-???” she gestured towards her current clothes that he so meticulously chosen out. 

Caine laughed. “ Oh don’t be silly!  Those were for my eyes only! And-- the audience’s if they so pleased. But for now, it's mine.” Caine snapped his fingers and Pomni was back to her normal ballet dress, but more plain and comfortable, but equally pleasing to many eyes.

“ …ARE YOU KIDDING M-”

“ Good night!”

SHUT!

Caine left with a small smile on his face. Sometimes he finds joy in being a bit of a nuisance. He pulled out his hand watch once again and found that it alerted him about errors within the system. 

She scoffed and summoned an old-timey rotary dial. 

Ring…

Ring…

Ring…

“ You’ve reached Able.AI’s communication line! If you are an audience member or a performer: requests and complaints will be held off due to family emergencies. If you're my foul, besotted, temperish, fool of a brother: don’t call this line again! Thank you!” 

… Despite how ridiculous that was, Caine couldn’t help but chuckle. Ohh that was the cherry on top of that perfect day. Nonetheless, Caine AI, you have technical difficulties to tend to. Was today worth all the extra work? Yes. Yes, it was.

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[thoughtroomba02]

HERE WE GO!!

I was a functioning alcoholic til nobody noticed my new aesthetic….

Dear god the HAIRPINS. So many hairpins! She literally wears an absurd amount in the Fortnight video. Also she made it abundantly obvious on this album that the stories and her dating life don’t match up…

Half moonshine, full eclipse // crowd goes wild at her fingertips….

UNFURLING OF A BALLERINA BUN AFTER A LONG PERFORMANCE.

Also the article literally talks about poets and their muses which is before the drop…

Me thinks now even more than before this article was so planned and she was in on it.

CHAOS. DEMON.

[sugarhog05]

So I’ve never made an AU before, but the thought of ballerina daycare attendants have been bouncin around in my head for a while now. I used to do competitive dancing (messed up all my joints lol) so I know a lot about the behind the scenes and stuff for competitive dance. I was gonna make them one animatronic at first, but now I’ve decided to make them three separate ones.

These are basic refs for their designs. I have some thoughts on the different types of dancers they’d be. Sun would be the most competitive of the three, and does NOT work well with others. (Excluding his brothers, but even then he doesn’t do it often) Sun is so competitive in fact that he’d use under handed methods if things weren’t working in his favor. He’s super passive aggressive, but it’s mostly because the predominantly human dancers are petty and talk about them behind their backs. Something very predominant in the dancing scene is how cut throat it is, so the brothers would have a lot of nasty comments thrown their way (because they’re really good dancers.) Eclipse I think would love working with other dancers. Most of the time he doesn’t even realize that the other dancers talk about them negatively. He’s sort of oblivious, which actually ends up endearing him to a lot of people in the dance community. He’s the most well liked of the three mostly because he’s like, super friendly. Very much golden retriever energy. Lastly I think Moon would be a Soloist. He doesn’t like working with others much either, but it’s not as malicious as Sun. He doesn’t even like dancing with his brothers, really. He gets self conscious because he thinks they’re just better dancers, when really they’re just different. Moon is a more quiet, graceful dancer while Sun and Eclipse are loud and energetic. Moon also branches out into Aerial silks, and Aerial hoops. He’s more aware of the dislike from other dancers and wants nothing to do with them. There will be a Y/N eventually once I figure out where I want them in the AU.

Busts of the three. Sun is the most unhinged of the three. I think he’d be a sort of responsible for the inciting incident that starts the main story I have in my head.

First draft for their designs. Didn’t have them fully planned out yet. Don’t have a name for it yet, so I’ve just been calling it the DCA Ballerina AU. So uh, yeah they’ve been what’s been in my head the last couple days lol also Eclipses neck collar thing is meant to mimic a tutu since he can’t have one around his waist (having an extra set of arms gets in the way) Moons whole deal is ribbons, and Suns is ruffles. ALSO also Moons sparkly because I said so >:)

[littlestarrys]

I love that she looks like those music boxes with a porcelain ballerina inside 🩰🥰

My EAPS Ballora design! 💜💫✨

[ravenwriter16]

*After Yn is cleaned up and she takes her cookie pieces and starts eating. Then she SOMEHOW starts choking on them again.*

(she literally did it on purpose. Honestly they should just put it in a blender at this point xD)

/Previous/

Moon: ...

Eclipse: ...

Sun: ...

Eclipse: No more cookies...

Sun: Straight to bed...

Moon: Yep.

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The Astrology Behind: Ballerinas

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[onlytibki]

Interested in seeing a Dandadan outsider POV that has the yokai kids' body language come across as either bamf or eldritch, given how warped their sense of normalcy's become

Give me Jiji when he's not goofing around with his friends: quiet, tightly controlled. muscles rippling through a massive frame, a furious orange sun behind his head, throwing his face (but not his glowing eyes) into shadow. looming

Give me Aira: the poised precision of a ballerina at ALL times, with just the wrong amount of awkward, like she's trying to fit her muscles into a new body language. hair defying gravity, hissing like a snake as it seemingly moves on its own. snake-like, spear-like, ready to tip into gravity and strike

Give me Okarun: small, silent, tucked away. hidden like a shadow until the eclipse comes. with fear, his edges blur, his posture distorts past the point he should snap. with anger, his glasses shine blood, blood red. sub-sonic rumbling like an engine, like how a tiger might purr, the crack of bones like teeth

And give me Momo: unchanged. until you look back to see if she sees how her friends are acting, and then unhesitating, unflinching, and suddenly unstoppable. she looks absolutely normal, until she doesn't: not tense and ready to turn on a dime and strike, not stacked and built to tank every single hit that comes her way, not unknowably horrific; intelligence and potential tucked away so naturally you'd mistake it for a hand buried in a baggy hoodie until she wields it like a train car

[tsams-and-co-memes]

TSAMS Earth Terra Canon Info

Updated - 3/7/25

Note: "Earth" is used so many times in this post, and idk if I feel like going through everything and changing all of it to "Terra," so I'm gonna leave it as is

Earth's likes:

Pink

Barbie movies

Nature

Animals

Tiny things

Love stories

Princesses

Storybooks/fairytales

Phantom of the Opera

Broadway shows/musicals

Beaches

Lilac flowers

The Powerpuff Girls

Wicked

Hair accessories and makeup

Tim Allen

Aquariums

Anime

Tea

PB&J's and grilled cheese sandwiches

Playing with makeup sometimes

Mac n cheese

Soap Operas

Learning other languages

Chinese dramas

Lethal Company, even though it scares her

Garlic bread

Geese

Skyrim

Fries

Gudetama (she has lots of little Gudetamas around the house and she's named them all)

Baking sweets

Cottagecore

Drawing

Earth's dislikes:

Violence

Bloodmoon (based on the way she acts towards/with them)

Eclipse (also based on how she speaks to/acts towards him. She gave him chances to be better than he was currently being, and instead of trying, he opted to keep being a jerk) ((This is subject to change))

Driving

Dora the explorer

Sleeping while shrunk down (it feels restrictive to her)

Snapple

Sad movies/shows

Bugs (They freak her out. More specifically, she doesn't like ants and spiders)

Superhero or monster movies

Miscellaneous:

Unlike Sun and Moon, Earth is capable of eating food (partial retcon. Sun and Moon have apparently started eating food)

She used to prepare food for the creator and have dinner with him

She primarily works with children who have disabilities, and children who require more one one one attention

She has a system/database thing in her head that’s loaded with nothing but puns and jokes

She prefers baths over showers

Earth is a silent rage sort of person when she gets angry

Earth has ADHD

She uses a lot of emojis when texting

Her comfort/coping mechanism is saying “pretty ballerina” and/or singing Barbie Girl

She has 5 journals that she's written in as a coping mechanism

Earth starts her days off with morning yoga (the yoga involves screaming), then from there, she goes to work at the daycare. After she's done for the day, she cleans up the daycare, then goes home and cleans every square inch of her room/Monty’s house. After that, it's bedtime, but if she wakes up in the middle of the night, she may go cook an entire meal

She's a clean freak like Sun, and she needs to start her day off by screaming like Lunar

She's pansexual. Maybe demisexual. We're not sure about the specifics yet. She's more drawn to a person's personality than their gender or appearance (according to info in a video, she doesn’t really identify as anything and is more or less unlabeled) (<- according to Solar, she's probably pansexual)

Earth has very good balance

Earth has been ice skating

She watches Bluey

Earth has eagle eyes

Earth's mouth can open

Earth sleeps with her crocheted bunny

[karlovycross]

Hello! I would love to purchase prints of art that isn’t currently in your shop. Is there a way I could special order these? (The art I would like to purchase is the “Eclipse) ballerinas and the “Coquettish” Ballerina)

Thank you for your time! I adore your art!

I've been getting this question a lot recently so I thought I should answer it publicly!

They will be available on my online shop as postcard sized 5" x 7" prints during my shop update in June :-) The shop update will include new stickers, prints, and the new totes!

Please keep your eyes peeled for the announcement on my socials 💕

[fleetingpetal]

ayame !! i hope you're having a great day <3 that doodle was so cute and it made me curious so i hope it's okay to ask but i was wondering what your dynamic is like with the different versions of scara and whether you have different au's for them ? <33

rie rie !! greetings to you yet again, bubs (^^♪ my day went smoothly, thank you kindly. i hope yours has been as such in turn, if otherwise—you are keen on who's going to stop by your doorstep~ here's to kinder days ahead from yours truly and i. 🫀

and of course—you are more than welcome to ask !! you can riddle whatever is on your mind to me, friend, including my silly little world. to keep my answer for the au's part short; indeed i do~ though only a handful, since most concepts go to original pieces to help read into his character. ( i say, having already known his character like the back of my hand for years www )

kuronushi is nothing more but a narrative device in the original setting, but i have an abnormal love towards him from a concept standpoint. in my eyes, perhaps in another iteration of old teyvat, he's a collected wayfarer. though no less snarky and distant. our dynamic is what i have in my drafts as “the poet and the epitaph.” the latter being a traveling performer who only recently returned to their hometown; inazuma. since then, the two act as the muse for either side—from a poet to another, and from a sword dancer to ballerina.

the kabukimono is like an eclipse to me. that perception stemmed from the warmth of his personality, yet the solemn truth of his inhumanity. despite it all, he holds onto his ‘family’s teachings, to be kind, to be himself. star and moon, is the dynamic i would use to not only describe the dynamic between us in this iteration; but for the balladeer and the wanderer as well. although .. i feel this specific iteration speaks more to it. two ‘otherwordly’ beings finding home in being themselves. no veils to shield them from the moonlight, but to bask beneath it.

the balladeer is a first quarter. two sides of the same coin, type of deal. a more humorous description would be a cat owner keeping their raging inferno of a cat on a leash. i'm the type to be hardly fazed by anyone regardless of attitude, as i prioritize the individual beneath the armor. it's no secret that scaramouche is all bark and bite towards everyone, yet to me; it's nothing more than a nibble. i may have felt that unforgiving bite, but it's reciprocated with a smile.

the wanderer is a new moon greeting a levert. there's familiarity and foreignity in the latter's gaze, a thin veil shielding a much stronger sensation that resided within their ribcage. kabukimono's and kunikuzushi's dynamic merged into one, if you will. that feeling is an enigma to me in contrast to him, but passed through passing glances under nahida's curious inquiries, mindless musings under the tree he once spent his time alone under, and childish laughter with mini durin in regards to his adventures in simulanka.

this is rather lengthy .. apologies in advance (^^’ nevertheless—i hope you enjoyed knowing more about my self–ship and reading it in general~ take care bubs, and be sure to drink water if you haven't done so yet. 🫂