#Celestial idiots Eclipse

[two-juice]

[bloodyshadow666]

What this?

Ci fanart???

[basilbots]

I heard it was let Lunar say Fuck day Gee wonder who they're yelling at

[ethel-stuff]

Happy 10k to the goobers!!!! These fellas are seriously some of the kindest, goofiest and coolest peeps i've ever met, i do genuinely recommend that you go just even have a peep at their goofy channel The Celestial Idiots

[b33anie]

Have some sketches lovelies <3

[sapphirechaosshark]

The new Eclipse design dropped so..... It's too pretty to not post/pos

[nerro-is-here]

Made art of the Celestial Idiots in a picture frame. Please enjoy!!

[atherflame-theconcubus]

Turns out the celestial idiots moon and the celestial void solar eclipse live together… I was not expecting this revelation at 1:22 in the morning

[smollcoconut]

First post so take some art I made a while ago

[smolfangurl40]

Some art I've done for the Celestial Idiots and Celestial Void because I adore them (if y'all have recommendations for Sun and Moon channels I'm all ears)

[theallianceofcelestials]

May we acquire a drabble about a scenario within ETD?

A hypothetical situation, of course. What if, Eclipse had said he wouldn't stay with Ruin upon the second rig, if only for comfort or revenge on the crew, and Eclipse finds himself upon a third one, with the discovery of another eldritch, who seems to have taken pity and curiosity upon Eclipse?

(Eldritch Killcode, perhaps? ))

All I'm hearing is Dadcode, so beware. You have brought this upon us all. Thank you

This is not my best work, but eh

The third rig is not as bad as the last one was. But that doesn't make it good.

Still, he wouldn't really change his decision. It felt so satisfying watching those people burn away. His lover quite clearly agreed, shooting him one last wicked grin before everything disappeared into bright orange.

Now he's here, feeling way more detached than ever before. He can't wait for his lover to show up. He's almost certain he will.

So when the rig lurches just as they began drilling, and everything's sent flying in a way that's not familiar, he panics. Because that was not his lover.

He rushes off to engineering, to see if the issue is maybe there, but at the first locked door he experiences something that's quite chilling.

There's someone knocking on the door. Or perhaps something

Because while the sound itself is unfamiliar, a strange tap-tapping, the surety, the confidence, is quite familiar. That's how Ruin carries himself, and the eldritch being really has no reason not to be self-assured.

...

He's going to die, isn't he?

Still he reaches for the knob, because if there's one thing he learned about the eldritch, it's that they appreciate politeness and respect. So despite how much he doesn't want to, he pushes the door open. And when nothing happens, he takes a deep vent, and steps into the dark room.

He really wishes he didn't.

There, standing above everything, is a living nightmare, more than twice his size. Whatever it is, it's coloured in two silvers, one a much deeper shade, the other almost iridescent lighter shade, gleaming like a precious metal. On the head sits a pair of onyx eyes, with the slightest glow of red to them. The irony of it being another celestial model, this one a lunar one, is not lost on him.

So isn't the way it dresses, with familiar jesterish pants with glistening stars on them, though curiously torn on the right side above the knee, deep crimson ruffles that glitter even in the minimal light, and a proud nightcap with a soft looking fur rim coloured a metallic purple with the same stars on it as the pants.

The being, despite its size, does not feel more, but also doesn't feel less than Ruin. He wonders if that's only because he can't sense it as a mortal. He wonders if this is perhaps even greater than what he already saw.

Where is his space octopus when you need him?

"I have not felt it wrong then. You really are under the protection of Ruin"

He shivers at his voice, the deep, demonic voice almost making him run. Only reason he doesn't is because his feet seem to have froze to the ground.

"And you are made from metal instead of flesh. How curious. Though I do have to admit I prefer it this way"

The giant gets down on one knee, never taking those otherworldly optics off of him. Even as a giant, clawed hand is reached out to him, the being doesn't look away.

"My name is Killcode. And you are, mortal?"

He takes in a deep vent, reminding himself this could be going worse, he reaches a shaky hand out, taking the offered servo. Even as they go through a polite human greeting, he feels rooted to the spot from sheer fear.

"E-Eclipse"

"Hm, that is a rather lovely name"

Introductions seemingly done, the large creature gets back to his feet, which he only now notices are actually paws, before motioning him to follow. Eclipse does so, because he's not an idiot with a death wish.

"You seem to have captured the attention of one of us already. I wonder why that is, though don't take it as hostility. It's not everyday one sees a being as you, alive, made from precious metals, and yet none of them my own."

"Yo-ur own..?"

Killcode hums, crawling through a doorway in a rather comical fashion. He doesn't dare to laugh though.

"Ruin, while he may be flesh at first glance, is also the liquid made from the dead and gone. I myself am made of metals, ones humans considered precious once upon a time. Despite them losing their minds to it."

That's not concerning. Not concerning at all.

"Tell me Eclipse, did you meat Ruin because you unearthed him?"

"N-not me exactly, but-but yes"

The giant hums, stepping out into the sunlight. Whatever he's made of, probably the same precious metals he claims to be, seem to come alive in the light. It's majestic, same as his lover.

"And who is he to you?'

The eyes looking back at him seem just the tiniest bit more red than in the dark. The casing of the large being is engraved with strange flowing patterns that remind him of the stars, if they were all connected.

"He's my lover"

That seems to take him aback, but when Killcode's scrutinising eyes rove over him again, it seems like he can feel it. Because why else would his eyes widen like that, and why else would a secretive, if pitying smile come across his face?

"Oh, you sweet child, you do not know the hunger you've fallen into."

"Hunger?"

"Ruin is not known to stop when he desires something. Not as long as it's in any shape or form, pleasurable to his treasure. You will know no freedom of him for the rest of your life"

That doesn't sound as bad as the eldritch beast may think it is. In fact, it sounds quite the opposite.

Even if he burns with flustered embarrassement at having his lover's rather questionable... behvariour brought up.

"But who am I to stop you from the fate you clearly long for? While I may have no use to the pesky little humans on board, I know my old friend would appreciate the snacks."

And it really speaks a lot of Eclipse how he isn't even the slightest bit bothered by that.

.*.*.*.

Killcode is an interesting person to have around. Mainly because when he called him a child, he actually seems to have meant it.

And now he's stuck here, with what he thinks is his new father. At least from what little he knows of parents, that's how the eldritch beast seems to act.

Apparently he's been awoken because the drill hit him, and he wasn't all that appreciative of a hole being made on him. Especially when this place seems to be a shared sleeping spot with Ruin, who he claims to be good friends with.

Even if a new tension has entered the giant's sentences whenever they reach the topic of his relationship with his lover. He honestly has no idea why that is

But the great beast has agreed to help him drill at least, moving out of the way as much as he could. When Eclipse asked him if being hit by the drill was painful, he outright laughed.

This eldritch being, is horrifying. There's no sugarcoating it.

But he's also a well of knowledge, and he's more than willing to teach him whatever he can comprehend of their kind's customs and behaviour. Which is immensely helpful, especially because he now knows just how meaningful it was when Ruin brought him onto the drill's lift, and willingly showed him his core. And now he also understands why he seemed so frazzled the first time Eclipse accidentaly stumbled into it.

But not, he also has extra ammunition to tease his lover with. Who, so far, doesn't really seem to want to show up. Despite Killcode claiming he's already aware of the drilling here.

"It's more than possible he can't sense you here because of myself. He might be searching for you in other places"

"Can't you tell him or something? You're basically sleeping on top of him."

"Which was already a rather big sign of trust. I may be overstepping if I were to go to him directly, especially when he's boind to be frantic. Give it a day or two more child, and he will show his face. He can't avoid greeting me for longer"

Which means it's great Killcode insists on standing guard over him while he sleeps, because the moment a familiar tendril shoots out past the drill, already having been given a more than sufficient opening, he's there to shake Eclipse awake.

"Someone's here"

And frankly, seeing the look on Ruin's 'face', despite him not having manifested his avatar yet, at his lover standing next to a friend of his, is priceless and makes the whole wait more than worth it.

"Eclipse, my love, are you alright?"

"He is more than fine Ruin. But before you were to reunite with him, I believe a talk between us is needed."

"Look, Killcode, you are a great friend of mine, but I think-"

"It partains to Eclipse"

That shuts his lover up, and surprises him more. Sudden cold dread fills him, and for a second he fears he's somehow overstepped or something.

But then:

"I have claimed him as my child, and if you are to court him, boundaries must be set up"

"Bound- I knew him for longer than you!"

And as the two eldritch beings descend into a rather childish argument, Eclipse is hit with the realisation of just how silly eldritch horrors actually are. And how despite they live for eternity, they'll make decisions that'll last for eternity rather quickly.

And he also realises that maybe he really shouldn't have dropped the lighter on the second rig, really should have stayed there, because he can't take two eldritch beings. Even if one is his 'dad'

He really wasn't made for this bullshit

[kuuchaos]

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This is a TSBS-related sideblog of @pixelchills meant mostly to yap and reblog about SAMS/LAES/EAPS and share stuff for my own TSAMS AU.

You can call me Chill or Kuu. I go by all pronouns.

× Couple Important Things ×

I'm an adult. I'm a shipper. I love romance and like to read and write about it. I ship SolarNexus, ShadowPlanet, SunEclipse, NebulaEarth etc so if you don't like that, then don't follow.

I am a FANCREATOR. This means that anything I write or draw or joke about is FANMADE and not CANON to TSBS. If you only want canon ships, characterisations and stuff, this is the wrong place for you.

I haven't watched the channels since October 2024, but my brain is keeping me hostage with some of the characters, so I'm just trying to break free by writing an AU and enjoying other fanon content. Don't ask me about canon, I don't know. I'm just writing fanfiction about a monetised fanfiction I once paid for.

Content Warning: My stuff here is mostly for people over the age of 16, but the absolute age you have to be for me to not block you is 13. Please respect me and the Tumblr TOS.

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Backstage AU:

Basically, it’s an alternative timeline that splits from the point Nexus/NewMoon starts hallucinating about Solar after his death. Even though some of the canon events happen after this, a few little changes were made until the beginning of the main fic "Connection". (Rated Mature for violence, suggestive tones, and mental health issues)

BS AU is written as a what-if universe, where instead of becoming a NSP addicted villain, Nexus' character is written more as "everything NewMoon was that OldMoon wasn't" : kind, selfless, naive, enthusiastic, self-doubting... A fairly new AI with much to learn about himself and the world.

The AU focuses on Nexus’ journey with building his own identity and overcoming the trauma the celestial family (and Monty) inflicted on him. His road to self-discovery is a bit bumpy and heavily affected by the supporting cast; Sunset, Solar, Eclipse and Jack. And Nimbus, his cat-sized, dust-eating pet moth. Lots of drama, angst and fluff!

The first fic focuses on the start of Nexus' new life living with Sunset (Dark Sun), his attempts to become his own person apart from Moon(s), and the new types of relationships he forms with the supporting cast.

The main ship of the AU is Nexus x Solar, and later Nexus x Solar x Eclipse (+Sunset) polycule, but the polycule doesn't happen in the first fic, yet. Connection is more focused on Nexus and Solar starting their relationship, as well as them raising Jack as their son. So a lot of awkward encounters of the two idiots in their first relationship and some family fluff!

The second fic after Connection will be more focused on Eclipse and his growing feelings towards Nexus and Solar, and the eventual polycule that things lead up to.

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[amarynthian-chronicles]

Extended Contract Chapter 1

Fae Prince Sun, Fae Prince Moon, Fae King Eclipse x Witch Reader

(You are a witch that fell for the oldest trick in the book by giving your name to the mischievous Fae princes of the Celestial Court. Such an inconvenience on what was supposed to be a typical office night. You are honestly not having it. They, however, do seem quite happy about having you. You decide to make a deal with the Fae King to regain your freedom. The only thing that is functional in the whole situation is your phone signal in the Fae Kingdom.)

Warnings: kidnapping, suggestive themes, gore and the usual Fae tomfoolery

“May I have your name?“

“Of course, it is Y/N.“

“Your precious contribution is very much appreciated.“

It is not every day that one seals their own fate because of a simple misunderstanding of idioms and literal meanings, but there you were, bound to the realm of the Fae Folk and belonging to the royal twins of the Celestial Court. Mondays were known to be unlucky days, but this was just ridiculous.

You weren't really in the mood for getting abducted, thank you very much.

There were so many assignments and drafts due next week and you feared Vanessa's wrath far more than you feared the dark magic of enamoured Fae.

Furthermore, you had the misfortune of being stuck with those mischievous miscreants in the middle of the witching hour. The law firm building was empty, the cranky doorman had left hours ago and the janitor had the habit of never arriving before six in the morning. You could scream, but that would not do much good. The cameras did not pick up sound and technology could not record the presence of the Fae, so the only thing you would accomplish is create evidence of your own insanity.

“Excuse me, I really must protest.“

You were in the process of trying to escape the grip of the regal solar-themed Fae. He seemed rather amused, since you weren't really successful, but he almost seemed to be playfully encouraging you to keep trying. Prince Sun had always been a very supportive person, even if he was the one causing the problem in the first place.

“Go on, beautiful, nobody is stopping you. I think that every once in a while everybody needs to raise objections and such. It is healthy.“

His lunar twin grinned, red eyes glowing with roguish mirth.

“I wholeheartedly agree with you, brother. We fully encourage sincerity and dialogue.“

You told them that you wanted to make an appeal. They happily informed you that such a thing was not possible and that you officially belonged to them. You were certainly not touched by their infectious enthusiasm. After all, being gifted with a human's True Name was an experience akin to a cat falling into a whole box full of catnip for them.

“You will play with us forever."

“The Celestial Court is a wondrous place.“

“Word games galore.“

“But beware, for danger lurks in each syllable, my love.“

“Blades caress the consonants and glide along the vowels.“

“Running is futile, but at least it is a very healthy activity. It is always important to get some cardio for the day.“

By all logic, you should be feeling some form of despair and terror, but you were mostly suffering from a horrible case of injured pride. You had fallen for the oldest trick since the dawn of magic. You were an absolute idiot. True, you were running on two cups of coffee, you had not slept properly in a week and your blood sugar levels were more tragic than Shakespeare's “Hamlet“. In your defense, working for William Afton, attorney at law, was no walk in the bloody park. Especially when you had Vanessa as your immediate taskmaster.

You had grown tired of struggling, giving yourself a few moments of respite. Prince Sun was holding you bridal style, his blue gaze soft, showing a type of adoration one would give to a hidden treasure, a joy one experiences when holding a droplet of water in a desert.

Prince Moon had a personality that was diametrically opposite to that of his brother. Hunger reigned in his eyes. Your essence was intoxicating, calling for him, enticing him. You dared not even imagine what his claws could do to you, nor what he could accomplish with his razor-sharp teeth.

Rowan charms could no longer save you, nor could silver. Leaves of holly had no more power, either. You couldn't bribe the royal twins with cream either, since apparently you were the new dessert in the grand scheme of things.

Moon reached out with his claws, searching for your delicate hand. He traced his claw along the sensitive flesh of your inner wrist with all the fervour and ardour of a lover, inspecting the soft skin. Upon giving your name to them, two different markings had manifested on each inner wrist respectively. A crescent moon on the right one and the mark of the sun on the left one.

“Gentlemen, there has obviously been a bit of a miscommunication.“

“Yes, those tend to be very practical in our line of work.“

“I don't have time for this, do you have any idea how many assignments I have due next week?“

“Actually, we do. I must voice our disapproval of you overworking yourself in general. Following orders of such unworthy scoundrels.“

“Well, I am not really in the mood for changing one group of masters for another. I wish to be taken to the Fae King.“

“You will meet him later anyway, he is a bit busy now.“

“No, no, not in that way. I wish to make my complaint.“

“Haven't we closed that topic already?“

“I demand my freedom back. You two said that King Eclipse could grant it to me if I convince him to. Although, I see now that this statement does not exclude you two being capable of the same thing and most likely you are just using the wording to trick me to stop asking you.“

“Can you blame us?“

“Yes. I blame you. And I judge you.“

In spite of it all, you had to admit the celestial princes were quite handsome and their appearance would normally be breathtaking, if you weren't meeting them under such circumstances.

In a resting position, their large wings almost appeared like regal capes. Complementary colours reigned in their respective palettes. Deep royal blues of Prince Moon's wings were speckled with tiny stars, while the rich golden hues of Prince Sun's had swirls of blue interwoven in their texture. In a way, the twins were perfectly symmetrical when it came to the design of their wings. Their attire was similar to that of jesters, but far more elaborate and indicative of their status. Silk and velvet were present, bejeweled buttons, finely tailored doublets.

Both of them were eager, lovestruck and needy. To a degree you almost felt like a lamp attracting a pair of silly mothlings. Which was fitting, considering they too had wings and all.

As Moon was still caressing you along your inner forearm, Sun could not resist nuzzling your hair. You could have sworn that you heard both of them purr. A part of you wondered how on earth did such a scene appear on the cameras, were you simply just floating around and talking to yourself? You internally apologized in advance to any poor security worker that would have to go through the recordings later.

Sun's voice brought you back from your silly reveries, his cheek resting on your head.

“As soft as silk.“

You had been somewhat aware that a pair of Fae had been hunting you for the past several weeks, but it was impossible to decipher their identity. Their glamour and shielding spells had been extremely powerful, their cunning unparalleled and their tricks endless. In many ways, they had been testing you, the purity of your heart and the strength of your soul. They would come to you, disguised either as lost little animals in need of help, or as injured humans in need of assistance. You would always help, no questions asked and always ignoring the warning tingle of enemy magic. Your mind had completely warped to the logic of the normal world and you no longer asked yourself the questions a witch would.

You did not suspect the odd new coworkers that had appeared out of nowhere either, nor did you seem to wonder where they had come from. You had simply accepted that you probably just never noticed them before and that they had always been there. A few pleasantries here, a few kind words there, and that had been all. Of course, all up till tonight when the name trick finally came to rip the veil of denial off.

You huffed, unphased by Sun's compliments regarding your hair.

“Were you the one that has been making those silly fairy-locks I kept waking up with? Those are impossible to untangle!“

“Technically you are not supposed to do that, elsewise you bring misfortune upon yourself. The poor keyboard on your laptop suffered a premature death because of that.“

“I really liked that laptop.“

“I know.“

“It was brand new.“

“May it rest in peace.“

You looked over at the little digital clock on a nearby desk. The witching hour was almost over and the power of the Fae would slightly weaken after four in the morning. If you somehow escaped them, maybe you could distract them enough till the desired hour strikes. Your magical weapons may at least have a fair chance afterwards.

You gasped as Moon leaned closer to you, his hand caressing your cheek, sliding down to your neck, distracting you with pleasurable sensations and making your spine tingle.

“What is going on in that pretty little head of yours, wishing star?“

“Nothing much, honestly.“

Both of them spread their giant wings, showing all of their glory, then draped them over you in what one may interpret as a soothing and protective gesture, but given the circumstances, it was also a demonstration of entrapment.

Impish jesters, forever grinning, forever teasing.

It was one thing to be bound and made to serve an ordinary fairy. It was a completely different thing to be serving the royal twins of the Celestial Court. They were dangerous, powerful, their stature surpassed even the tallest of humans, their urges were never satisfied and their desires never at rest. Not to mention that they were the most competent tricksters of the Fae kingdom.

Fairies were incapable of lying. Therefore, they had to resort to literal meanings and multiple interpretations, distortions, tricks. You could imply one thing that was perfectly accepted and understood in human society, but they would purposefully give it an obscure meaning that was still not a falsehood.

Your predicament was ironic in many ways. Embarassing even. To be precise, you came from a long line of magical practitioners that had been known over the centuries as the Cunning Folk. Various terms existed for such people, but in the modern times the closest definition would be light witches. It was an adequate name that differentiated them from warlocks or dark witches.

You, dear Y/N, had done your best in life to keep the madness of magic at bay. Yes, you knew how to ward yourself from curious spirits, you always had your trusted rolled up newspaper at the ready to hit the local boogeyman on the head when he was living rent-free under your bed, and pretty much every imp on the block knew to avoid you if they wanted to keep all their limbs attached.

Fae Folk, however, were a different story. Long ago, it had been a custom for the Fae to connect to members of the Cunning Folk in order to form a soul bond. A familiar and their witch, in a way. It had always been a connection stronger than any spell and a love more intense than any passionate marriage.

All of that had changed when the realm of the Fae had been afflicted by a darkness far more potent than any light spell could heal. The Hopes and Dreams of children had become scarce and all that was once joyful and innocent had become corrupted and ruined. The Fae King had become cruel and wicked, his once cheerful and loving demeanour had transformed into that of a deranged villain. He did have an odd shift of behaviour on certain birthdays, though, and this would usually take everyone aback for a solid twenty-four hours.

In light of all that, the Cunning Folk had gone into hiding and refused any new bonds with the Fae. This was unacceptable, since the Fae had depended immensely on the sweet nectar that human souls could provide, especially when that soul happened to be a magical one. Consequently, over the centuries the Fae had to resort to various tricks, from luring humans into their fairy circles, kidnapping them and taking them to their kingdom, tricking them with various word games and always having them fall in traps when they least expected it. Certain Fae were less malevolent and were simply in dire need and want of being parents to a child, so they would take human babies to raise them as their own, leaving changelings in their place.

And despite all your efforts, you still managed to become a captive. Go figure.

Prince Sun, ruler of the waking dreams, bringer of hope, and Prince Moon, protector of sleeping children and vanquisher of nightmares. All of those titles did sound pretty cute, but both of them were still impish fiends that loved to play pranks on adults. Oh, well, your time was running out, so you had to think of something fast. Or at least try to reach the little dagger with Runes that you had all nicely hidden and tucked away in a secret pocket of your trousers. You never knew when you would need to stab something supernatural. Or open an envelope.

You concocted a little plan and hoped for the best.

Trickery was not limited to the Fae and you lowkey felt proud of your cunning ways as you pulled Moon into a deep kiss, much to his initial shock. He began to eagerly reciprocate, the sweet haze of lust conspiring against him, your softness and loveliness engulfing his mind. Desire was a natural solvent to rational thought and you had no problems with using that against him. Sun, on the other hand, was both shocked, and slightly jealous, but he did know that something was off.

His suspicions were only confirmed when, in the span of several seconds, you pulled out a silver dagger with enough Runic carvings to obliterate a whole magical army, casually stabbed Moon's heart as if the very gesture was the most normal thing in the world, used Sun's surprise to wriggle out of his grasp and you ran away down the corridors like a feral kitten. Well, at least you were productive.

As you ran, your phone began to ring, conveniently giving up your location in the process, but oh well. It was Vanny, so of course you had to pick up.

“Y/N, where is that briefing paper that you were supposed to email me literally yesterday?“

“I'm in a bit of a situation, Vanessa.“

“What is it now?“

“Well, apparently I am getting married.“

“Congratulations, I still want that briefing.“

“I will call you back, alright?“

Meanwhile, Prince Moon was having a bit of an existential crisis. He stood there, shocked, dagger protruding from his heart.

Oh, yes, it hurt. It burned, stinged, all of the unpleasant things that one may imagine. However, it was nothing compared to how it could have been. The newly forged bond made him immune to most of your deadly spells and Runes, so at worst he would feel temporary pain and then it would cease.

In a way, his desire and respect for you only increased. A Fae always respected good examples of trickery.

Sun could not stop himself from wheezing, very much entertained with the situation.

“You really walked into that one, Moon.“

“Shut up.“

He would still make you pay for that little insult, nonetheless. The corridors had morphed into the same scenery over and over, the windows were suddenly sealed shut, the nearby doors leading to a dead end or into a void of eternal nothingness. You could no longer trust your senses, for mad whispers kept disrupting reality. Only a few more minutes, you hoped for only a few more minutes till the witching hour ends.

You were honestly an idiot for trusting your own luck.

Moon's voice echoed throughout the corridors, ominous and demonic. A bit spicy, as well.

“You should have saved that fire for the wedding night, wishing star.“

“Goodness gracious.“

It became rather obvious that Vanessa would not be getting that briefing paper anytime soon, nor would our good old William Afton be getting his early morning coffee next week, either. Or any week, for that matter. It was a tragedy beyond description, may he rest in pieces.

You had to stop to catch your breath, panting, perfectly aware of the fact that you were mostly screwed. Well, a part of your mind tried to add some rational remarks and told you that living with the Fae couldn't be that bad and at least you would hopefully be getting some really cute royal garments or something. When in doubt, at least material things never disappointed you.

Ghostly hands rose from the ground, grasping at your ankles, your calves, your thighs. You fell forwards unceremoniously and you would have experienced quite a hit to the ground had the hands not grasped you, shielding you from the hard floor.

“What a perfect way to spend my night, being manhandled seventy percent of the time.“

Wrestling them was useless, but at least there was more dignity in that than just doing nothing and thinking about the meaning of life till your captors arrived.

Prince Sun appeared first, somewhat sympathetic, but also visibly tired from all the shenanigans. He let you have your little moment of heroism, though.

“Take your time, darling one.“

“Oh, sod off.“

Prince Moon arrived soon after, eyes glowing a dangerous shade of crimson, the dagger still embedded in his chest. He pulled the blade out, his gaze following the path of the rivulets of blood, almost enchanted by the pattern they were making as they glided along the expertly made Runic symbols.

“Love the craftsmanship on this one. It would have been a poetic death. Stricken by a wishing star, tearing my heart asunder, red pearls the only gifts I have to offer.“

Sun went over to you, partially teasing, partially serious.

“Someone is a bit violent. Are you alright, darling one? Do you wish to talk about some unresolved issues?“

“You two are literally stealing me away.“

“It's not that bad. We shall be loving and caring consorts to you. After all, our bond is basically an engagement.“

“This is the shoddiest proposal ever. How is this even supposed to work, each of you gets their own day of the week?“

“We'll share equally.“

“Excuse me, I am not a meal.“

“Really? You do seem rather delicious.“

“This isn't fair. Do you have any idea how homesick humans can get in the realm of the Fae?“

“We have many spells designed to bedazzle the mind and encourage you to forget the mortal world. And everyone is nice in their own way once you get to know them.“

“You two had no other member of the Cunning Folk to bother and you just had to stumble upon me?“

The dark spell was lifted and you found yourself free. Well, not for long, since the twins were at your side once more. Sun kissed your hand like a true gentleman, his wings making the faintest flutter of joy.

“We searched for a heart of gold and dreams of hope.“

“And you decided to look in a law firm?“

“Bright light contrasts best against a shadowy background.“

“Can I see the terms and conditions of my service?“

“Oh? Good idea! You can read all of that on our way to the palace! It will be so much fun to explain it to you. Of course, the letters are inverted, so you will need a mirror just to read it.“

He conjured a seemingly reasonable rolled-up piece of paper, before letting it unfold. It reached the ground in a comical fashion and kept on going till the end of the corridor.

“Sun, that list is longer than the border of Ancient Rome.“

“Indeed! I had it shortened to make it easier for you.“

“Dear god.“

“I also must say that I wrote it myself. I do my fair share of corporate business and contracts with humans are my specialty, but I do prefer to engage in theater. I may have given a certain playwright a few tips on writing his special little Midsummer work.“

“Old Will? For real?“

“Wonderful chap to have a pint with at the pub. I am certain he would have had an aneurysm had he lived to see what his reputation had become nowadays. A cheerful knave being the main topic for school and homework? Scandalous. He was a most charming actor and a talented wizard of words. Had many a verbal battle with him, and I never managed to snag his soul. I fully respect him for that.“

“Good to know. Regardless, I still wish to talk to your brother about this whole affair. It is my right, considering the fact that I am not a normal human and I do have certain perks. I am certain that King Eclipse will have more respect for old customs than you two.“

Sun and Moon gave each other a look, before giggling at you, as if charmed by how silly your request was.

“King Eclipse? Darling one, do beware.“

“The knave stole the moonlight fair.“

“Neither fools nor traitors breathe for long in his lair.“

“Be our guest, challenge him, if you dare.“

You raised an eyebrow at their improvised little poetic endeavour, tilting your head, curious.

“Did you two just come up with that?“

“Well, we did think of incorporating a iambic pentameter somewhere in there, but we simply decided to free verse it.“

Needless to say that the whole charade continued even after they had conjured a portal to their world, taking you with them. You were playing a dangerous game, but realistically you had nothing to lose. Well, except your dignity and maybe your life, but nothing lasts forever anyway, so might as well.

Your case was one type of extreme. On the other end of the city, two members of the Fae species were in the process of “adopting“ a few bundles of joy. The bear Fae and the wolf Fae were aware that two children were very unhappy in their orphanage and oftentimes they would hear the little girl, Cassie, vocalize her wish to be taken away by magical creatures. The boy, Gregory, had nothing against any of that, as long as there was proper acommodation involved. He hated the hard old bed he had in the orphanage and the food was positively awful.

Of course, there had to be an equivalent exchange, so the two Fae had to bring some friends along. One of them was not too thrilled.

“Why are we doing this? I don't want to stay in the human world.“

“You only need to stay till the next full Moon, Bonnie, and then you will be free of the obligation. Monty will keep you company.“

“Monty is insane.“

“Don't be rude.“

“He pushed me off the stairs, Roxy.“

“Happens.“

Montgomery was far too busy exploring the wonders of a music player to really care where he was, honestly. A few broken orphanage windows and one angry half-blind nun later, the wolf Fae and the bear Fae had become proud new adoptive parents. Bonnie and Monty would have to serve as changeling replacements for a bit, but that is what happens when you lose fairy chess. You owe favours.

By the time Roxy and Freddy had returned home, Gregory had partially woken up, while Cassie was all snuggled in the soft pillows of her new bed. They boy looked around his new house, nonchalant and trying to read what was happening from the clues given.

“Have I been kidnapped?“

“Some may call it that.“

“By fairies? Like, a changeling type of situation?“

“Yes, but I assure you we are using all of the safety protocols that are necessary.“

“Well, I'll be damned.“

“We do wish to make the best effort and become your new family, Gregory. For you and Cassie.“

“Is that food over there? Cupcakes?“

“Oh, indeed, with buttercream and cherries.“

Gregory observed the treats for a good few moments, thought a bit, weighed all his options and of course made the best possible decision for himself in that type of situation. Fairy food was usually a forbidden thing, but he was already stolen anyway.

“I am a simple lad, I see free food and I cannot complain.“

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I guess I saw a catalog the basic storyline so people can decide if they want to look into celestial idiots or celestial void. This is a very basic understanding of what the story is, I might have some information wrong.

Celestial idiots.

Other than the shenanigans. Of which there is quite a bit of them. There is a story. Although I am still struggling to figure it out. So this is the story as I understand it.

Characters do shenanigans because they want to.

Pewpaw is the oldest. He also is sort of spring-trap but not. Sun and Moon are supposedly the eldest DCAs. Eclipse is sort of older. I'll explain that later. But he's technically considered the youngest. The youngest youngest is the character of color.

Early prelude information is that sun and moon found eclipse in the parts and service tunnels. They basically repaired him up and gave him a new personality chip sort of.

While they are finding eclipse Moon touches some metal. Experiencing a small blackout as far as I understand.

Moon starts to act off. Moon starts to either not talk or bring his companions to awful awful places. Usually haunted or scary places.

Sun gets irritated about moon bringing them to places that are terrifying. So he confronts them.

Moon had no idea. Apparently he has been mentally offline for an entire week.

Sun learns that apparently there's some other person in moon's head. Color apparently already knew about this.

By the way color and sun have a frenemy relationship. Color doesn't like the fact that he is indeed a doll, and hates Sun because he will throw him in the dryer and do other things because he is a doll.

Sun starts having an existential crisis about not knowing everything, And also having to fix everything.

Eventually moon blacks out again and we finally learned the character that is inside of his head is lunar.

Eclipse starts to freak out because apparently he's terrified of lunar for reasons the others can't quite comprehend other than lunar is a jackass right now.

Lunar bodiesnatches moon, and forces the others to play with him. Drowning Moon in what I can only assume is painful nightmares.

Sun eventually makes a deal with lunar to give him his own body.

Color also has a preference for lunar and lunar for them. He is very defensive of them.

We learn that the reason why color and lunar have a good-ish relationship. It's because apparently lunar was an old animatronic that worked alongside eclipse.

Lunar was colors favorite child. Which surprise. If you didn't figure it out now. Color is a soul of a child stuck in a doll.

Anyways. We learn that apparently Lunar was an animatronic that went crazy one day. Killed Eclipse. Killed most of the children in the daycare. Including color. And was dismantled because he was too dangerous. I think.

Also this gets back to the fact that eclipse is sort of older but not older. There are two eclipses. The one that got dismantled and is terrified and shy. And the one that Sun and Moon kind of made that is also terrified but more rambunctious and chaotic. Old eclipse is the elder, new Eclipse is the younger. The others do not know of old eclipse.

Anyways Sun is trying to build lunar a body. All the while lunar is sort of body snatching/letting moon out sometimes as his part of the deal.

Color is trying to comfort the two while also still being more happy to see Lunar. I do not understand her position.

Sun tries to get pewpaw to help him with the data transfer in bodybuilding stuff. He refuses at first because he understands the risk of robotics.

But eventually after another couple days of watching Sun and Moon be an absolute pain and terror. Pewpaw agrees.

I haven't watched past that. I do understand that there is now a daycare attendant helper. Who is now dealing with all the shit that Sun and Moon have been dealing with. But I don't know much more.

Celestial void. Early warning for many many mentions of child death.

Celestial void is a more... Hidden horror type of story. Sure it's a bunch of idiots doing random shit. But holy crap the story behind it all is creepy and terrifying.

Other than the general shenanigans of randomly going to places or playing games.

Basically the entire group is sort of tied to only stay in the Plex. Why they were made to stay in the Plex is unclear to them but has become more and more clear to us.

Bloodmoon is also a cousin I believe. And he is temporarily moved over to help with something.

Vanessa is the one that basically abuses them and doesn't like them leaving.

Vanessa created a character called Black hole to basically watch and stalk them. Bringing them back home from their shenanigans.

Black hole comes off as really terrifying at first but you slowly learn that he's just about as stuck as anyone else. And he gets about his abused as anyone else and even more so.

Sooner or later they start seeing ghosts. Lunar is a ghost fanatic. He also goes to college. He's only allowed to because it's on fazco's terms.

Anyways they all start seeing ghosts. And us as the community start to figure out where these ghosts are.

Black hole starts to malfunction and open up. He also apparently breaks down enough to realize what the hell is in his body and how he is sentient.

This is also supposedly when eclipse and black holes start dating. And this romance continues for the entirety of the show.

Warning for a child death. All these wonderful robots have fucking children's bodies inside of them. Lunars is the youngest, while Eclipse is the oldest I believe. The only one that doesn't have a children's body inside of them is black hole. Who was an adult when he died, and his heart is still beating inside of fucking black hole.

Although I will mention the children in the animatronics don't seem to share anything with each other. A lot of them speak as if they are simply body sharing. The only one that might share correlation is black hole with the adult heart inside of him. Although I am still uncertain if black hole is his own character for some weird amalgamation of the adult ghost and the character black hole

Lunar who is the ghost hunter is completely confused why they have ghosts following them. Although all of them slowly start to figure out that they all have ghosts inside of them. Particularly the ghost bodies.

Because black hole is gaining more agency. Vanessa decides to fucking mess with the other's heads and make them attack black hole. The only other one excluded is Blood Moon himself. Of which Vanessa couldn't do anything to him because she doesn't know how to.

They all run off into the woods and black hole sort of dies while the rest of them are caught and tormented for being found outside of the pizza plex. This apparently goes on for days.

That is the end of season 1. I'm not going to share anything of season 2 because it's still coming out. But I will talk about the swap universe!

Swap universe is the same sort of plot but the characters positions are different. Basically same characters, different job. Example is black hole being a normal daycare attendant while eclipse swaps with black hole and becomes the guard guy.

Their story is sort and terrible. You get introduced to dusk/dawn early in this one. Who is the child of black hole and eclipse. But they somehow all learn about the existential crisis of simply being a universe created for testing. Warning for child death. And black hole kills everyone even his own child. In some twisted way of releasing them of the abuse and pain.

Anyways if any of this interests you guys. There's your basic explanation of the lore. I am leaving out quite a bit of the shenanigans. Mostly because there is a lot of them and many of these lore bits are sprinkled in slowly with every single shenanigan video. They have a pretty good playlist that contains all the videos that are important to know of or have Lore them. I would watch that. Unfortunately the swap playlist is not as well done. So you will have to seek those out.

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