#chronicle of eclipse

[profoundpoetrycowboy]

Dipsy (My Take/Design)

[lovingdonutwhispers]

I Think They're Just A Types of Robots In My AU of Five Nights at Freddy's (Chronicle of Eclipse)

I love these first robots we see in The Second Renaissance Pt 1. These robots couldn’t possibly rise up and kill you, could they?

[damien-candle]

https://youtu.be/s50xNEtiZf4?si=bwrCeBUG6o4ryzCP

We love our adventures and they love you too

[amarynthian-chronicles]

There is such poetic beauty in having so many worlds where we fall in love with the DCA. An unyielding cycle of hope, finding your sweethearts across all eternities and in spite of all obstacles, entering the welcoming arms of your darlings as each fibre of your being remembers their touch. The soul of Y/N always encounters their celestial jesters and the dear jesters shall forever seek the presence of their Y/N.

Through oceans and endless realms of stars, kingdoms and cities, forests and mountains, an echo of "I love you" is present, repeating a beautiful pattern and finding you in each life you live. A familiar music lingers within you and it becomes a full symphony when your Sun or Moon or Eclipse are nearby. Whichever form they take, whichever being they become, friend or foe, their inner essence remembers and adores your own, ready to reach out as it had done a thousand lifetimes before. Cosmic beings patiently wait for the next arrival of their travelling Star.

[yourstrulynobody]

I tried drawing them as accurately as possible, but, even with spending so many years in the FNAF fandom (I think I was there since FNAF 1? No, dont ask me about the lore or I will go insane /silly), I have NO clue on how to draw the animal-themed animatronics o(╥﹏╥)o !!!

But uhh, FNAF Chronicle art because its joining my current hyperfixations‼️

(also I have no idea how to draw a crowbar, so just forgive how ugly it looks :'3)

(I haven't watched "Day In The Life Of Eclipse" and onwards so shh no spoilers...)

Bonnie being so unhinged is my favorite thing ever—

Anywho Im planning on watching "Origins of Olympus" and "The Vampire's Bride" next :33

Edit: I DREW THE CAST ON THE WRONG ARM DAMMIT😭😭

[profoundpoetrycowboy]

He's Literally A Boss/Subboss In My Take on Doom/Wolfenstein 3D/Quake/Killing Time/Realms of The Haunting.

He Has A Spring Arms, Similar To These Clowns In Killing Time.

[C] ‘Mario+Luigi’ RPG Style: Mifesto (OC) by Mast3r-Rainb0w

A commission I made for an original character (OC) in the “Mario & Luigi” RPG art style via DeviantArt. Enjoy!

[ghostgoober-swirl]

The finished jort chronicles where i drew all of the known GITM characters in jorts! Why? Why not???

Characters belong to @venomous-qwille

[dancing-in-the-rain-1104]

RIP Will Herondale you would have loved to stare directly at the 2024 solar eclipse without eye protection

[what-was-posted-today-tsbs]

SAMS Song Covers: Hey a bit of a crossover cover!

[smolldust]

okay so I really liked that one sketch I made so I colored it :3

Ummm anyways here’s the whore. He’s hot

Beings Made of Stardust AU by @maudiemoods

Signs of Life fic by @jackofallrabbits

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[profoundpoetrycowboy]

The Clowns

[nicheageoldreference]

FNAF Chronicles doodle page :3 (except it’s basically just Eclipse and Molten)

[casually-salad]

Despite Celestia's orders to quarantine and stay away, Luna has been up close and in the deepest parts of a pony's mind. She knows she severing the mind from the body causes both to die, so if her sister wont take action against those who are sick - she will. If the pony of the light wants to fiddle endlessly with a cure, then the pony of the night will take care of the darker parts without remorse. Its not like these pony's aren't scared of her anyways, she was only recently released from being banished from the moon.

text is now in the image ID

[amarynthian-chronicles]

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The Celestial Library had appeared near your house seemingly out of nowhere, magnificent, walls speckled with stars of gold, windows made of finest painted glass, depicting the radiant sun, the mysterious moon and the formidable eclipse. The friendly solar-themed librarian would always try to lure you within as you passed by, sweet promises accompanied by words of honey.

"Star light, Star bright, gracing my sight with sweet delight, won't you come and see, if my humble halls hold any special books for thee? Certainly my shelves hold a treasure more divine than gold, stories and knowledge, prophecies foretold. Won't you come and see?"

You would smile politely, telling him maybe another day, you were in a hurry to get to work. Always working, always tired. Forever busy, dark circles had settled under your eyes. Perhaps one day a single hour may not hurt? Perhaps you could find a few special books to borrow and take home, maybe they would help you feel joy.

And so, you had entered the beautiful library, amazed with the myriad of books, endless and endless halls. Sun made an elegant bow and took your hand, showing you wonders yet uncovered, dazzling you with stories untold. Inexplicably, he conjured silhouettes of characters as he read each tale, summoned sounds and music, making the books come alive. Your reason told you it was technology. Your heart, aware of magical forces, kept warning you to run. Wishing to ignore such notions, you asked:

"How long must I wait for my library card to be made?"

"No need for a card nor membership fee, my Starlight. There is only one rule. Return the books on time, time, time!"

"And how much do I pay if I happen to be late?"

Sun's grin suddenly widens, sinister, his blue gaze becoming silver, pupils disappearing as he leans closer to you, whispering.

"Everything."

Before you could react, he giggled, patting you on the head.

"Silly Starlight! 'Tis but a jest, do pardon this poor librarian for scaring you so! Come, come, worry not that beautiful mind with such details!"

Sun kissed your hand in a gentlemanly manner, leading you towards the area containing comfortable reading rooms with ceilings adorned with crescent moons, stars twinkling, gentle classical music being played. One might even think of taking a nap after a reading session in such a location. Nevertheless, each time you wished to ask whether there was a lunar-themed counterpart, Sun would distract you with new wonders.

Curious and wishing to learn more, you had attempted to explore on your own, asking Sun to fetch certain novels for you. As he did so, you began to wander, disobeying his command ("just sit right here and don't move").

Meandering halls had become darker, sepulchral, distant echoes of the damned present in each corridor. You had gotten lost, there was no doubt of that. The penumbral corridors had become haunted, stairs disappearing, windows opening to distorted dimensions. Overcome by panic, you had bumped into a bookshelf, making several tomes fall, the pages having a mind of their own as they turned and turned, demonic entities reaching out with clawed hands, grabbing you by the ankles. Terror engulfed you as they began to drag you within the book.

"Help! Sun! Anyone!"

Closing your eyes, you did not see the grandiose guardian approaching, golden eyes glowing, intent to punish the demons that had dared to lay their hands upon you. A swift movement of his fingers and the tomes had turned to ash, the beings within sent to oblivion. Four arms cradled you, holding you close. A dark voice purred into your ear.

"Has Sunny not warned you not to wander on your own in these haunted halls, little moth? The archives are a forbidden and dangerous place. Was the warmth of the flame so irresistible? Tender are your wings, gentle is your soul, you have much to learn before you gain the power to tame monsters."

Clinging to your saviour, you looked upwards, entranced with his regal beauty. One might describe him as quite similar to Sun in appearance, yet his stature was imposing, rays sharper, numerous, akin to a crown adorning his dark features, eyes of gold, teeth reminiscent of razors. A cloak billowed around him, the fabric seemingly having a mind of its own. You struggled to form coherent thought.

"W-what? What was, what the-...you know what, I am honestly not even going to comment on the special effects budget this library has. Pardon me, sir, I did not mean to intrude in your department. I am Y/N. Mister Sun was giving me a tour, but I...well, I wandered off without his knowledge."

Sun's high-pitched voice was heard as he appeared in the corridor.

"Sly little minx! Disobedient little rulebreaker! What did I say? Hmmmm?"

You pouted. "Technically you only said there was only one rule."

Sun made a huff, before smiling kindly once more.

"I see you have already met the Archivist of this fine establishment, my dear Starlight. Eclipse is a true magician when it comes to dealing with unruly scripts and capricious ancient secrets. However, should you ever wish to discover that which is Forbidden, you will need a special Pass. Which you are definitely not ready for!"

As if taking back a beloved toy, Sun had stolen you from Eclipse's arms, much to the older brother's chagrin. Eclipse leaned over to speak, his voice low enough only for Sun to hear.

"Sunny, such haste, the precious starry moth belongs to all of us equally. Be gentle as you lure their divine soul into our clutches, the web of a spider must equally use the tricks of light and the cover of shadow. "

"All in due time, brother dearest, have faith."

Dazed from such an eventful day, and amazed at the achievements of modern "technology" that had allowed libraries to have such intensely realistic special effects for an immersive experience, you placed a pile of chosen books on Sun's desk, waiting for him to scan them.

"Remember, Starlight..."

"Yes, yes, I will return them on time."

You did not notice when Sun had secretly slipped a small book into your coat pocket. It would spell your doom and sing of your entrapment.

Days and weeks had passed. You had diligently returned all of the books you had taken from the Celestial Library, thinking you had no debt to be repaid, your record perfectly clean. Blissfully unaware of your time running out, the tiny book happily resting within your coat pocket. Each second that had passed whispered of what was to come. Shadows would move along the walls, sinister giggles of a dark jester present in the night, red eyes set upon you, desiring you, waiting, yearning.

On a dark and thunderous night, the final second had passed. You were all comfortable in bed, dreaming, delectable. The ominous lunar librarian grinning at you. Time was up.

"Naughty, naughty, you must be punished..."

Silken crimson ribbons were wrapped around your wrists, gentle, yet firm. You yawned cutely as you felt yourself being lifted as a new bride as Moon held you in his strong arms. Deeming it to be a mere dream and a product of insane stories, you merely nuzzled his chest, returning to sleep.

Moon purred, admiring you, adoring you, carrying you away, back to the Celestial Library where you had always belonged. His dark raspy voice was carried by the wind as he spoke softly:

"May your dreams provide a soft nest for your soul, beautiful comet, and I vow to make your waking reality ten times as magnificent."

[reborneztrellita]

Tryin to animate makes me cry

[everettethirlightt]

This is me and Father Davis. I'm pretty stressed and my depression is killing me. I guess it's just a rough patch or whatever.

I also wanted to keep the drawing like a puppet bc he is one :]