U know what? I like u
*highland cows ur sun and moon*
Just a funky little magma warmup before I work on some owed art :]
[ID: A digitally drawn image of Sun and Moon from Five Nights at Freddy’s as fluffy highland cows, Sun sits on the right, Moon lays down with his head bowed on the left next to Sun, the image is placed against a solid white background. Sun is a light yellow color with even lighter yellow spots, his stomach, flank, and the insides of his ears are all this lighter color. He wears a red ribbon around his neck that leads to a large bow placed behind his head, a bell rests just under his chin, a similar set of red ribbon with attached bells is tied around his tail. Sun has an image of a cartoon sun on his flank, and has sun-like rays that surround his head. Moon lays down on the left, and is colored a light blue, he has spots throughout his fur that are an even lighter blue and a darker blue. He wears a set of ribbons, bells, and a bow identical to Sun, although he also wears a blue nightcap covered in stars. An image of a moon is placed on his flank. /End ID]
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Tamaas (eventually Tamara)
Addressed as: Madam* (she/her)
Age: 23
Height: 5’0”
Occupation:
Main Skills: Shadowy, Watchful
Prominent Quirks: Melancholy
Closest to: The Urchins
*it's a form of address that feels strange compared to its Varchaasi equivalent, but she no longer has any claim to that title.
Backstory below the cut:
She never questioned her life, much like she never questioned her love for Mihir and her native Varchas. One rarely has to when all is well and life is easy.
She doesn’t understand why her brother did not share this contentedness. Fraternal twins, they were ever-close, sharing everything, but his interest in the Jewel-Turbaned Youth and his fanciful club was something that she simply could not get her mind around. The rest of the family paid it no mind—they’re harmless anyway. Let him have his fun.
She doesn’t know what it was that stopped her from retiring to bed that one fateful evening, a nagging in the back of her head that something was off. When she stepped back out into the yellow evening lamplight, a familiar shape slipping down the streets confirmed her intuition. Her brother made it as far as the Mirrored Gate before she clamped her hand around his wrist. Was he mirror-mad? What could he possibly be thinking? Who would want to leave the light, and to set sail on a steamer with a Tamaas captain he’d only met that morning? She’d argued with him, begging him to see sense, until they were both shouting. Deep in their quarrel, she’d barely noticed the shape in the mirror pressed up against his back until it was too late. It struck and he screamed, jerking to the side. Hand still latched around his arm, she slipped in turn, down the slope beyond the gate and both of their lives ended in an instant.
She’d later piece together what had happened from The Sympathetic Captain, most of her memories a blur, and Mihir knows, she’d had enough time on that ship to play her retelling back in her head in endless combinations. Before her brother had even met the ground, before his head had hit stone and his heart had stopped beating, he was Tamaas. As was she, not a fraction of a second later. The Captain had heard the commotion and was not far from the bottom of the cliff. She had insisted that the Captain take them both, that no one in the city would help them anymore. She had to get him to the next port where he could recover.
How his body had disappeared a day later, on a ship miles from the coast, was not one the Captain could answer, no matter how much she raged, how many objects in the cabin she smashed in her fugue. The Captain could only offer a sympathetic ear and a cup of tea.
When the ship finally docked in London she disappeared into the darkness, too ashamed of her grief to say goodbye. Her life was over, but somehow she would have to keep living, Tamaas or otherwise.
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I've been thinking a lot about Lunar's different designs, and would love to ramble about them a bit, if you don't mind!
All of this is, of course, completely self-indulgent, and my own interpretation!
Now, Lunar has three official VR models. There's the most iconic one, with the crescent moon, the cuter version of moon, and of course his current one!
For simplicity, I will refer to them as "Crescent", "CutieMoony", and will call his current one "Pastel".
There was one other design, his very first, which was shown in the thumbnail, though in the actual show was just a very pale recoloring of moon, and only shown in reaction videos.
Though it was never canon, I do still have my own interpretation to that as well!
This one, I will refer to as "Pale".
"Crescent" is most important design, as it brings meaning to the rest.
It lays the foundation for everything else, as it is his real design.
It's what he automatically glitches into when he's under high stress.
Most importantly, it's what he's been shown to look like in every other universe.
Lord Lunar, Lunara, swap Lunar, all of them are the same.
Crescent is universally shown to be his real self.
"Pale", on the other hand is, simply put, what Eclipse wanted him to be.
Something easily pushed into the background, something mild.
Something to sit by quietly, to take what is thrown at him.
Pale is the opposite of who Lunar actually is.
Interestingly enough, his design in the thumbnail changed the day Moon returned, the day Lunar finally decided to cut off his puppet strings and reject Eclipse.
That day, he rejected the image Eclipse had crafted for him,
and his design, pale and barely there at all, bloomed into something bright, something noticeable.
Lunar finally became themself, no longer bound to their purpose.
"CutieMoony", is the opposite of Pale, as it's what he chose to be. This design, to me, truly underlines Lunar's relationship and appreciation for old moon.
He already has an actual design, one designed by his brothers, one that's truly him, in this universe and every other, and he can change into everything he wishes to be, yet he chooses to look like old Moon.
Old Moon, who knew him best, right after Monty.
They have shared the same body, and old Moon has seen the dents and hurt left in Eclipse's wake.
He is the one Lunar ran to, when they couldn't bear the abuse anymore, the one they cried their heart out to.
And despite what Lunar did, even under the influence of someone else, he met them with nothing but care and concern.
He listened to them, and visibly tried to reach out, only to hesitate and hover instead, for his hands were only ever used to hurt before, something Lunar knew.
He didn't force them to stay outside, and took their place, didn't even hesitate when Lunar asked him to be his brother.
He is the first one who tried so hard to be a loving brother, arguably trying to be what he couldn't be for Sun, at least not in the beginning.
He actively supported their interests, remembered what they liked.
When Sun scared Lunar in a horror game and made them cry, Sun panicked because Moon would hear, showing just how much of a protective barrier old Moon was for Lunar.
By taking his appearance, Lunar truly showed how much they looked up to him, and how safe he made them feel, considering they took this appearance while they were trapped by KC.
Another thing to note is the red and yellow accents, very reminiscent of Sun, showing how much their bond has grown since the rocky start.
Last but not least, there is "Pastel".
This design definitly has a lot of interpretation to give, but my favorite to focus on is the raw wrongness of it.
Because we know what Lunar looks like. He's supposed to be vibrant and blue, yet this body is purple and mellow.
Ironically enough, it's very similar to "Pale", the very personification of what Eclipse wanted him to be, showing the permanent mark he has left on them, as well as their mental state.
Their energy isn't genuine anymore, it's a distraction and exaggeration to run from the mess left in their head.
There is also the divinity inside of them, reflected in their eyes, showing them that now, they are more than just Lunar.
They are part of something much bigger than themself.
This body, in every sense of the word, is not their own.
It's something they might never see as a home either.
Another irony is how it once again links them to Eclipse, who himself is in a body not his own.
His body is a literal copy after all, not to forget that his "real self" was universally shown to look like Solar, minus God Eclipse.
This was a rather long ramble, but I really needed to get it out of my system! The brainrot's been growing steadily-
Thank you for reading!
-Stardust
BELOVED STARDUST ANON I'M GOING TO START DOING FLIPS OVER HOW EXCITED I AM ABOUT THIS OH MY GHOD
I don't even know what to say other than these are all a fantastic observations and that I am wholeheartedly accepting these into my soul forever I think
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