#killcode returning?

[llamaisllama777]

WELL, THIS JUST HAPPENED!!!!

So, it looks like that security protocol is a lot more... violent, then we thought.

@shi404 gave me two theories that could happen.

1. It's Creator. The most likely one. Creator is activating a fail-safe he had installed in Earth before he sent her out. The security protocol isn't just a security protocol, but it's basically a "must-follow-orders-code!" And now Creator is trying to use Earth to kidnap Lunar. Which I don't think the Astrals will be big fans of that!

And the more interesting theory...

Theory 2. Earth's trauma and bent up emotions from all the trauma from Nexus is now breaking throughout and making Earth's security code act up. Turning the security code into a pseudo-killcode!

The G.A.I.A. protocol is basically starting to go nuts and become a brand new killcode.

Killcode will return.... through Earth.

[socksandbuttons]

So i seen that you had an thngy of sa show cslled "killcode and Erath show" and I want to know if you hsve like silly ideas/HCs about KC and Earths dynamic?

well first of all. While there WILL be disagreements and slight betrayal. Not to the levels of SOURING the relationship like laes has currently (it makes me sad, not even a fun sad) However lemme think of somethings on the spot here I've mentioned KC and Earth would go see Barbie and vibe with that. KC isn't like a huge fan but he enjoys it, and will be sat to hear Earth go on for hours about Barbie movie lore. Dude is like nodding and going Uh Huh while also he's lost where he was in this lore dump. Absolutely would spoil baby sister, all she has to do is give puppy eyes and he's like '... my weakness' Good thing he doesnt have much money. Earth meanwhile the first meeting still... baffles her cause when she does ask about what that was about KC never gives a direct response (She seems to dismiss when he brings up he had a bad encounter with their father... He hasnt realized yet thats a deliberate coding thing in Earth) Earth is capable of lifting KC. Even if he's at full 20ft height yeah she CAN and she will. Big bro also deserves to be held. Earth being hit on by Monty when she's not totally aware yet? KC is lurking in the distance 'Greetings' 'HOW LONG WERE U THERE' 'When you and Foxy were discussing how to neg her' '...You know I wasnt going to-' 'I wouldnt have been standing there the whole time if I didnt' 'dude ur terrifying even doing nothing' 'I have a welcoming aura' 'SAYS WHO?' Earth says so. KC still has the tendency to leave for a while and not be able to be reached which Earth is a lil sad when he does so but leaves him to have his space and all. Later on she does get more on him about that 'What if we need you? How am I suppose to contact you if- if you won't even answer?' KC staring at the emotion situation the family is in and Earth trying to 'fix' that... Yeah I think he'd be a lil more trying to get her not to do that. Helping with her need to be useful to the family as a therapist... by actively making sure she ISN'T being one for them. She's here to be their sister. KC however is a good listener. Earth also being the one to teach KC on how to be more present with the family. (Cause dude while he was about being family... he still didnt check in during a lot. Albiet he wanted to live how he wanted still-not even a letter) Sibling dynamics of older sibling just letting the younger Vibe but also making sure theres a firm word in if someone steps out of line. Like Earth will point out KC's nonsense- However KC being here let's Earth learn without taking that role of 'I am responsible for everyone and take care of them'. Sun's relationship with Earth would still develop as her looking out for him, but KC will be here for New Moon and Lunar so she's not taking everyones problems on herself. Theyre the down to earth duo of siblings during the crazy shenanigans that keep happening. While also having silly moments themselves. KC will scare sun with 'I did and oopsie woopsie' on purpose cause it just makes everyone uncomfortable. 'Ew i dont wanna hear that again'

[bloodmoons-knife]

so, with The Beast roaming around, i had a thought.

killcode is dead, everyone knows that, but....

what happened to the body.

[bitterkarmaa]

*BANGS POTS AND PANS* WAKE UP LOVES GRANDPAPPA IS HERE!! (also part three? *looks at you with my autistic eyes)

Looks back with my autism eyes 👁️👁️

PT 2

The endless darkness beyond the stage brings a type of fear to Eclipse that he has felt very few times. Especially since he knows his sons are in there somewhere, with something that seems rather irritable at best, and aggressive at worst.

The panic still pulses through his body, air tightening around him as the star struggles to contain itself within his body. It feels what he feels. And what he feels cannot be defined in just one word.

“BLOOD!?” Eclipse shouts out into the darkness, wild eyes darting about the room. His hands shake at his sides. He can feel the heat beginning to soak through the cracks of his plating.

“Why worry about them? Look what they did!” Moon snaps from behind him, grabbing Eclipse by the shoulders, forcefully turning the other animatronic to face him. Eclipse stares back at him with wide eyes, following his finger as he jabs it at Rays- leaking and injured on the floor.

“I’m used to it.” Rays rasps, bringing a hand up to cover the gash at the base of his neck, where it meets his chassis. His front plating looks loose, nearly torn from its hinges. Blood Moon would’ve killed him, Eclipse knows, and he would’ve let them. Guilt gnaws at his chest. Emotions churn in his head too quickly for him to grasp. Why didn’t he stop them?

“That’s just sad.” Veil murmurs from his place beside Eclipse’s leg, one hand loosely wrapped in the fabric of his father’s pants. He doesn’t sound mocking, no, but instead solemn- sympathetic, even, if his tone was to be picked apart.

“It is?” Rays manages to shift onto his side with a grunt, and, before long, Lunar is at his side, helping him into a sitting position. Sun hangs back. Eclipse can’t see his expression, but the fact that the daycare attendant hasn’t said anything yet is proof that he isn’t in the brightest of moods.

Eclipse doesn’t blame him.

“Yes. It is.” Eclipse says tightly, hands clenching into fists at his sides.

He wants to scream. Wants to shout at anyone and everyone for reasons he can’t explain, wants to claw out someone’s eyes, just for the hell of it. It must show in his stance, because Rays seems more than just a little unnerved as he turns his attention onto the almost mirror-image of his former abuser.

“Moon, tend to him, will you?” The scarred animatronic quips, more of a demand than a suggestion. Moon narrows his eyes.

“You are not going down there.”

Eclipse can’t help but let himself slip, his self control crumbling between his fingers faster than he can register.

“My sons are down there! Something just fucking flung them like paper planes and you want me to stand here and do nothing?!”

He feels everything breaking around him. Feels his world crumbling beneath his feet.

It makes him dizzy. Nauseous. Unsteady.

Weak.

“…sons?” Moon murmurs quizzically after a few beats of silence, eyeing Eclipse with conflicting emotions adorning his face.

Eclipse can’t bring himself to backtrack or deny any of the frantic admissions he’s giving. He can’t stop talking once he starts, the raw anxiety spilling off his tongue as his hands come up to grab loosely at his rays in a display of pure, unfiltered panic.

“Yes! Are you stupid?! Deaf?! Blind?! They look up to me like a parent, they depend on me now! I’ve left them too many times, and I’m not leaving them to be killed by-“

“Um…Eclipse…?” Veil cuts into his father’s rant timidly, practically melting under his gaze as Eclipse turns his wild eyes onto his youngest son.

“What?” He snaps a little too sharply, only shifting his eyes away once Veil points towards…

Huh. Eclipse is met with the sudden realization that he’s in flinging distance, too.

However, instead of being flung, he is restrained with two hands and dragged from the balcony, claws scrabbling wildly at the wood in a desperate attempt to escape- but to no avail. His gaze looks with Moon’s for a moment, silently pleading for help, but the night-themed jester is so frozen in shock that he only manages to move and reach out once it’s too late.

Eclipse is pulled into the darkness with a cut off scream and movie-worthy struggle, flailing limbs and kicking feet like a toddler being dragged from a candy store.

“ECLIPSE!” Veil and Rays shout in unison, one more distressed, the other worried. Lunar has to lean forwards and tackle Veil to prevent him from diving off the side of the balcony after his father.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, he’s like- invincible, at this point-“ Lunar says in a rush, hoping to console Veil enough to at least dampen his struggling- and, maybe, to convince himself of his own words, too.

“Death fears him.” Rays cuts in, small innocent smile coming onto his face as the others turn to him in clear unease over his foreboding statement. Their voices fade off into distant murmurs, melding together until the voices are indistinguishable from one another, as Eclipse is pulled further from salvation.

“Let me GO!” Eclipse snarls, forcing the fear from his voice in favor of acting on his more furious instincts.

A low growling fills his senses, blocking out all his previous attempts at bravery. Gears grind away at each other beneath dented metal paneling, only visible by the streaks of light that come out from behind the balcony curtains. It carefully descends from its perch, neatly positioned underneath the stage, maneuvering around until he hears the gentle clink of metal meeting the balls within the pit below.

He swallows thickly. The taste of oil is thick and bitter on his tongue. The heat leaks out from his chassis in waves and small bursts of steam. He needs to calm down, damage is being done.

The way he is gently cradled now is a stark contrast to his unceremonious snatching from up above. He is held with such tenderness, such care and concern, as if he will break at any moment.

He…he remembers being held like this. It brings him a type of comfort he didn’t know he needed until now, melting into the hold without further hesitation, all his walls dropped in an instant.

All those times, after rough days, long nights, troublesome memories or particularly persistent pains…

Tears prick at his eyes as a part of him, long since crushed by time, begins to surface once again.

Star-patterned sleeves shift in his edges of his vision, so woefully torn and dulled. It’s his fault. He hurt him. He hurt his own father. He ruined his sanctuary, his safe place, his rock that tried to stay by his side despite all that he had done.

No.

No, he can’t do this now.

He moves his arms up, shoving himself back from KC as the mangled animatronic tilts its head down at him, moving stiffly, each shift accompanied by a click or awful scraping sound- sometimes both.

“What did you do with my son?!” Eclipse demands, finally managing to break free from his father’s hold. He staggers back a few steps, vision swimming as the steam continues to pour from his vents.

When he manages to look up, barely making out KC’s blank stare and calm, careless demeanor, he feels the rage build up once again.

In a simple motion, it lifts its hand, pointing towards the play-structure. Eclipse turns, spotting Blood Moon crumpled in a haphazard pile beside one of the slides.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?!” Eclipse’s voice comes out sharp, borderline wail.

“Toss.” KC says simply.

“NO SHIT???” Eclipse bolts to Blood Moon’s side, kneeling down to access them for any damages. He hears nothing behind him, so focused on his son, that the next thing he notices is a voice speaking from right above him.

“Rabid child. Off switch?”

Eclipse turns on what remains of his father, clutching Blood Moon in his arms while glaring daggers at the figure that towers above him.

“I told you not to interfere with my family!” Eclipse’s rays jitter, then turn in opposite directions- quick, sharp movements that clearly display his fury and distress. KC deadpans at him.

“Your family is falling apart.”

The fire dies in Eclipse’s eyes at that remark, shoulders going slack as his gaze travels back to Blood Moon. He wishes he could deny that. He wishes he could tell his father off and flaunt his accomplishments, show face of a perfect family that may finally make KC feel even the slightest amount of guilt.

But he can’t. Because he’s right.

“You have no idea what my family is like.” He bites back, tone full of venom that he wonders is truly his, or that younger animatronic that never got the clarity that he so desperately needed.

“Broken?”

“Like you?” Eclipse snarls, finally turning to face KC, watching with disgust as the older animatronic’s gaze darkens, expression tightening in disdain.

He watches those hands curl into fists, watches those dagger-like fingers, so often coated in layers of blood, hide themselves amongst its primal rage. It makes him sick, so he looks away, clutching Blood Moon closer, cradling them to his chest.

“And who’s fault is that?” KC’s voice is low, bitter, filled with such intense hate that Eclipse feels a part of himself wither and die all over again.

“Just leave me alone.”

A silent resignation hangs behind his words now, unable to repress his exhaustion with the situation any longer.

“I can’t. I am your father.”

For some reason, those words hit something. Something deep- something that has been simmering for a long, long time.

Eclipse sets Blood Moon down, whirling to face KC with tears in his eyes, freely flowing down his face. He jabs an accusatory finger at KC, shoving the tip of his claw against the cool metal plating of its chest.

“My father. Is dead.”

He watches the horror cross KC’s expression.

“But I’m right here.”

“NO!” Eclipse shouts in sudden outrage, balling his hand into a fist that he uses to hit at KC, hand colliding harmlessly, helplessly, against his chest. Soon, Eclipse’s head comes forwards, broken sobs wracking through his body as he leans into his father’s morbidly cold chassis. “No…”

KC’s expression twists, becoming increasingly…concerned. He kneels down to be level with his son, wrapping his arms around him, hushing him softly as Eclipse wails his woes, letting it all out.

“I’m right here, my boy, hush now.” He murmurs in the gentlest tone, one only fit for a consoling father. The years of dismissal…is this what it’s done? Has KC been the underlying cause of Eclipse’s outbursts all this time? Those thoughts make him feel almost…ashamed. The emotions are dulled, faint in comparison to what they should be, but…the admittance that it’s there means that…it’s here, in this moment. This is something it’ll be able to remember, not some vague recollection that comes and goes like all the others.

By the time that Eclipse begins to calm down, his breathing hitches and hiccups, such intense emotional distress obviously having worn on his already weakened systems from overheating.

It is then, that it realizes, the pair of red eyes that stare up at it. It glances down to Blood Moon, who now sits up unsteadily, their pupils uneven- one dilated, the other shrunken. It’s not a big size difference, but…it probably means nothing good. But, hey, they’re snapped out of their murder-trance! KC calls that a win.

“Eclipse…” KC whispers gently, prying his son off of him despite Eclipse’s vain attempts at staying in place. “Your…um…child? Children? They have awoken.”

Eclipse stares blankly at KC for a few moments, then seems to startle and snap out of his stupor. He turns to face Blood Moon- perhaps a bit too quickly, because he sways precariously on his feet- as his son stares up at him with a half-lidded expression.

“Oh my…” Eclipse murmurs worriedly, only taking his focus off of Blood Moon when KC gently rests his hands onto Eclipse’s shoulders, steadying him.

“My apologies.” The former security bot mutters sheepishly, and Eclipse casts a wry look back at it before focusing back onto his son.

He carefully kneels down to their level- with KC’s help- and begins to examine their circuitry, processors, drives- pretty much anything that could sustain damage got a thorough inspection. KC hovers, however, it seems his presence isn’t as expected to others as it is to Eclipse, because….

“No. Fucking. Way.”

KC and Eclipse slowly turn in unison towards the new voice, Blood Moon doing the same, albeit sluggishly, as if they’re drunk. Moon stands off to the side, mouth agape, staring at KC like he just watched a kangaroo give birth to a kazoo. In other words, horror and shock are quite clear on his face.

“Eclipse! Eclipse, are you oka- OH MY GOD IT’S THE IRON GIANT-“ Veil comes up, as well, quickly skidding to a stop and backpedaling as if wishing he never came over at all.

Despite Moon’s momentary alarm, his expression soon steels into resolve.

“It’s real?”

Eclipse shifts his gaze nervously between Moon and KC. “Please don’t hurt him.”

Moon’s face contorts into disgust and disbelief.

“That thing is a killer! It needs to be put do-“

“NO!! YOU’RE NOT LAYING A HAND ON HIM!!” Eclipse cuts into Moon’s declaration in a sudden burst of aggression, voice lowered into a growl, like a wild animal only held back by stake and chain.

Moon scowls, shifting his gaze off of Eclipse just long enough to glare holes into KC, who seems increasingly uncomfortable.

“Are you going to tell me it’s turned over a new leaf or some shit? This is the monster parents warn their kids about at night! The beast that haunts my dreams! The aid to my anxiety!” Moon challenges, words sawing through the trust Eclipse had begun to build with him with each added syllable.

“You don’t know him like I do!” Eclipse flashes back incredulously.

“Oh, so you know it now?”

Eclipse falls silent at that, mouth snapping shut as he realizes just how much he could’ve revealed had he continued defending his father. But should he stop there? Does his father deserve to be defended?

Part of him aches, childishly wishing he could say “yes,” while the other part, void of mercy, calls out a resounding “no.” He struggles to decide which side to choose.

“Yes. I do.” He murmurs after a few moments of hesitance, voice small and conceited.

“You’ve kept this from me for how long?” Moon asks sharply, accusingly.

“Long enough.” Eclipse replies vaguely, hoping that his tone is enough to end the conversation there and table it for a better time. But it apparently isn’t, from Moon’s fuming expression.

“I’ve lived my life thinking that the demon in my head was just that- in my head! Now you tell me it’s real?!” He snarls, prodding an accusatory finger in Eclipse’s direction. The scarred animatronic looks away timidly.

“It always has been.” Eclipse murmurs solemnly, forcing his eye down to focus onto Blood Moon once again.

“Hey, boys, can you hear me?” He asks hesitantly, earning a slow nod from the twins as they tilt their head towards him. He breathes a sigh of relief.

“Can you see?”

Blood Moon pauses at that, blinking sluggishly, one eye at a time.

“Sorta. Blurry.” They mutter weakly, making Eclipse give them a worried frown.

“We need to go back. We can talk about this later.” Eclipse says firmly, head snapping towards Moon with a stern scowl on his face. He is not taking no for an answer.

“You haven’t-“

“I don’t care! It can wait! Blood Moon and Rays need tending to, and I’m fairly certain KC’s presence isn’t going to inhibit that. The only one inhibiting anything right now is you, Moon.” Eclipse’s voice raises into a borderline shout, earning a subtle look of pride from KC.

At least he did something right while raising Eclipse.

For a few moments, Moon looks about ready to continue arguing, but, eventually, faced with Eclipse’s rage, he backs down. The tension leaves his shoulders, eyes downcast, yet set in place with the rest of his frustrated expression.

As Eclipse stands, carrying Blood Moon securely in his arms, KC moves, turning to leave.

“Wait.” Eclipse’s voice rings out clearly, and KC turns to him with a calm regard.

“You’re coming with me.”

KC gives his son a dubious stare, eyes darting to Moon, before slowly trailing back to Eclipse.

It is then that the exhaustion hits, it’s gaze dulling into a type of worn that only an animatronic of its age could muster. It sways.

“Come now, before you shut off.” Eclipse’s voice softens into something almost sympathetic, his one-sided gaze trained on KC’s every movement as his father begins to stagger towards him, nodding faintly in confirmation.

“No. No way.” Moon exclaims with a wave of his arms, but immediately shuts his mouth when Eclipse casts him a scorching glare- a glare that contains two eyes, glowing dimly in the darkness of the daycare. He knows asking more questions or giving more complaints will only continue to dwindle Eclipse’s waning patience, so he decides to interrogate him later.

Veil scampers up behind Eclipse, fingers loosely curling into his father’s pants. Eclipse gives him a glance, soft smile, and warm nod.

“You know that thing?” His creation asks, tilting his head curiously.

“Yes. I know him quite well.” Eclipse replies vaguely, ushering his youngest son forwards before Blood Moon registers his presence. Veil is left no more time for questions as the small group begins the trek towards the backstage rooms, silence filling the tense air.

But, as Veil looks over Blood Moon, leaning limply against Eclipse’s chest, he can’t help but wonder…

Is he really meant to be here?

[yourstrulynobody]

(My own SAMS episode + thumbnail for funs)

CW: (IMPLICATIONS/TALK OF) KILLING, DEATH

What If Sun DIED... BECAUSE OF NEXUS?! In VRChat

(I was in a trance doing this so I finished it in like an hour yesterday👌❗// I had like two other projects I started the same day but never finished, too... Lets ignore that—)

(more info under cut :3)

SCRIPT:

—Takes place in "Sun Is Forced To Make A DEADLY CHOICE!!".

—What caused major change: Dark Sun doesnt intervene.

—Everything is mostly the same. Mostly on how it played out.

—When Nexus says: "And that is why Im choosing to kill your brother right now!", he looks over at Moon rather than looking at Sun.

—Moon would rush to Sun, screaming: "SUNNY!", but he wouldnt make it. (Bonus: Sun would try reach out to Moon, whispering: "Moony?..")

—Moon cradles Sun's limp body. He takes Sun's bells (on their wrists), and stuffs them in his pocket. By this point, hes already made a decision: he was going to kill again—for Sun, he knows Killcode would be proud.

—Moon is unable to hear anything the entire time as a ringing noise is stuck in his head, but his body reacts on instinct; hes done this and he can do it again. He doesnt know who is pulling him away, but he knows the self-proclaimed "Dark Star God" was dead and thats all that matters.

—Solar snaps Moon out of it as he fixes Moon in his lab.

—They talk and Moon, realizing that he will never get Sun back, starts to sob.

BONUS:

—Sun cannot be returned as Nexus made sure to get rid of all his backups /if he even has any/.)

—Moon will not make nor see someone else as a replacement for Sun. Sun was his brother; he'd rather kill again than get someone as a replacement.)

Is this all my pent up rage and stress or something because I just finished my exams yesterday and this is the first finished digital art piece I did....

Anyway :D!!!

This was loosely inspired by my old and first fanon SAMS thumbnail and episode titled: "What if NEXUS KILLED SUN?! in VRChat" all the way back in Dec. 16, 2024 (same thing happened there, but now its more dramatic)

[illuminatedashes]

first drawing posted !! yippee, this one took a couple days but it's Ruin's introductory scene in my fic :)) To pitch this fic to the best of my ability, it's about Eclipse returning to his childhood home to take care of it in Killcode's absence, with a lot of plot. Ruin and Eclipse are gay and in love

i hate drawing trees

[deyisacherry]

TSAMS Cult Of The Lamb AU

Solar as The Lamb

Nexus/Moon as The One Who Waits. Narinder, Bishop of Death

Lunar as Leshy, Bishop of Chaos

Earth as Heket, Bishop of Famine

Sun as Kallamar, Bishop of Pestilence

KillCode/KC as Shamura, Bishop of War and Wisdom

A lamb, Solar, the last of his kind, was brought before the 4 Bishops of the Old Faith, KillCode, Sun, Earth and Lunar, to be sacrificed, fearing the prophecy that he would release The One Who Waits, Nexus the God of Death.

Upon opening his eyes after believing he would die forever, the lamb finds himself in the realm of The One Who Waits. He tasks him with the mission of starting a cult in his name, and defeating the Bishops of the Old Faith to be freed from his chains. Thus, he grants him his crown, the Red Crown that would give him powers. Finally he promises him that no matter how many times he dies on his journey, he will always revive him to continue his duties.

Solar spent a long time starting the cult, indoctrinating followers, defeating heretics and beasts, gaining the faith that would make him stronger and therefore, make Nexus stronger.

Little by little, he defeated each Bishop.

Lunar, Earth, Sun, KillCode.

“Five becomes four, becomes three, becomes two, becomes one, becomes nothing.”

Nexus was chained in his realm for defying his brothers by wanting to manipulate life as well as death. Not before giving battle. Lunar lost his eyes, Earth his throat, Sun his rays, KillCode part of his skull.

See no evil. Speak no evil. Hear no evil. Think no evil. Do no evil.

After the defeat of the eldest of the siblings, Nexus tells Solar that it is time to return the Red Crown and leave him completely free, to reign as was his right.

Solar...

He did not accept.

Fearing to die after giving up the Red Crown, as his last battle, the lamb decides to face Nexus. Brother of the Bishops of the Old Faith.

Back then known as Moon.

Solar defeats him. And spares his life, informing him that from now on he will be part of his cult, as the new God of Death.

Still, as the next mission entrusted by ????, the lamb faces the Bishops once again, bringing them out of the afterlife and just like with their brother, turning them into followers of his cult.

[notokbutthriving]

Putting Gemini in situations <3<3<3<3<3<3

So this is kinda inspired by @sinclairmaxwellao3 's fic A Trembling of Fear on ao3 cause mannn the fuckin world building is great and we haven't really seen what exactly what the change could do to a character [besides whatever happening with Sun] and combining that with the fact we don't actually know what happens to an astral if they leave their home dimension [closest thiwe have is the star shutting down in other dimensions] and I just like putting Gemini in situations.

I imagine that the star power they're made of would probably protect their mind from the change but their body-

In this design specifically their fused on one side of their torso, separate at their necks, and fused again at the top of their head :}

I can't imagine it's very pleasant and their voices probably suffer for it.

In specifically atof lore I'm not entirely sure how'd they'd actually get there [be it random dimensional hole or a portal malfunction] but it would probably be a time before anyone noticed, Gemini is a scout so them being absent wouldn't be odd for the astrals and even if it was, they'd have the whole universe to search, nobody on earth would miss them because they wouldn't know they should, and neither the horror boys or Kill code would recognize them. I'd imagine what would actually come up would be Sun, Gemini probably able to recognize him though any move they make would be considered hostile by Killcode so they'd have to manage to indicate who they are or you could have a telephone sort of game and have sun ask moon to investigate, have moon ask solar to help, and have solar bring orion to help at which point orion could probably recognize Gemini, at which point they could bring Lunar over who would doubtless recognize them.

Whether or not returning to their home dimension would fix this- ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[the-ultimate-tsbs-kin]

The Confusing Families On TSBS

Fazbear Family:

Golden Freddy and Puppet had Freddy. Phantom Freddy somehow had Glamrock Freddy. Golden Freddy adopted Glamrock Freddy as his son. Glamrock Freddy is biologically Golden Freddy's nephew and Freddy's cousin, but is considered a son and brother. Freddy then had Francine and Glamrock Freddy adopted Gregory and had Frankie.

Afton Family:

William Afton had Evan, Lizzie, Vanessa and Michael with their mother, who, not much is known about, but her spirit is in the original Cupcake animatronic. Evan and Lizzie are dead but still present as ghosts. Circus Baby was built by William and considered a daughter/sibling in the family. Circus Baby also has seven alters, considered part of her family, but it's unknown if they're considered part of the Afton family as a whole. Michael is the oldest sibling and the only remaining human child. Vanessa - as Vanny - died permanently in an explosion.

Glamrock Chica's Family:

Glamrock Chica was thought to have abandoned her family to be a rockstar, which wasn't true. She somehow lost all her memories of her family and only recently got back in contact with her sister, Chloe. Chloe was the one who explained that they all thought Glamrock Chica left them and she had resentment for it. The channel was discontinued before it could be resolved.

Funtime Foxy's Family:

Funtime Foxy is the son of Captain Foxy and Toy Foxy. There is a family curse that Funtime Foxy possesses, allowing him to go into a more powerful 4th closet form, which used to corrupt his mind, but he manage to control it and hardly uses it anymore. His brother, who goes by Fexy, has been trying to take this family curse from Foxy in many ways, but hasn't succeeded. Their grandfather is Spring Foxy, of whom Fexy was being influenced by.

Wolf Family:

Twisted Wolf and Rhonda Wolf had Roxanne, Rocky and Raven. Roxanne is a mother and Glamrock, Rocky was the leader of a rock band, and not much is known about Raven, apart from the fact that she is trans and wasn't accepted by her parents. Raven was adopted by her uncle, Onyx, who is a movie star and played Death in Puss n Boots: The Last Wish. Roxanne adopted Gregory and had Frankie, who was created by Michael Afton using parts of Roxanne and Glamrock Freddy.

And finally...

Celestial Family:

The Creator first made Sun and Moon, who shared a body, then separated. This makes them biological brothers due to sharing code (and a father, obviously). The Creator also built Killcode into Moon, making Killcode another brother, though he wasn't widely accepted as such. Moon left a piece of Killcode in Sun's head, which evolved into Eclipse. This makes Eclipse Killcode's biological son (and Sun and Moon's nephew lmao 💀). Eclipse then built Bloodmoon, which makes Bloodmoon Eclipse's biological son, but they are not seen as such. This also makes them Killcode's biological grandson, but Killcode saw them more as sons. Eclipse then built Lunar, which again, biologically makes him Eclipse's son, but he was viewed as Eclipse's brother. Lunar disowned Eclipse and was adopted into the Celestial family as a brother (but if you want to be very technical, Lunar is Sun and Moon's great nephew 😭). The Creator then made Earth, making her Sun and Moon's bio sister and Lunar's adoptive sister. Moon reset himself and then New Moon was considered family in the same position as the original. Then Solar was integrated into the family as an adopted cousin, then later was changed to brother. New Moon and Solar created Jack, making him their son. New Moon became Nexus and was then disowned. The original Moon was returned and took his place back. Sun and Moon adopted Dazzle, making her their daughter and Jack's adoptive cousin.

[theallianceofcelestials]

I have returned and this time this isn't an au reaction question. But I was reading what you just posted with the guilty baby. Just the other night my younger sister woke up in the middle of the night and snuck out of the room and ate all the ice cream in the fridge, so if baby eclipse did this who would realize he got out of bed first and find him first and how would they deal with the stomach ache?

(I'm just gonna put this to show it's me)

-🩸

So baby somehow gets out of the family nest, and then makes himself sick because of poor decisions, got it.

I should charge you people for making me write drabbles /js

Moon yawns as he shambles back into the family room, ready to just hit the family nest and catch some Zs. It's been a long day. Which is why he almost misses the strange glowing coming from the kithcen.

He stops, takes in a deep breath while he massages his face, and prays to whatever will listen that nothing's broken in his brother's kitchen, because he can't fucking be bothered to do anything about it, but he also doesn't want to listen to Killcode's whining and crying about his precious kitchen.

So after one last quiet growl, he turns angrily towards the light, already planning retribution on whichever idiotic device decided to make him more miserable.

He doesn't expect to be met with bit, round, faded gold optics.

Moon stares for a good minute, and the babified Eclipse stares back for just as long. In the miserable looking baby's lap is an icecream container, and next to that is a now empty bowl of cookie batter KC put away for tomorrow.

He takes in another deep breath, counts to ten, then reminds himself the baby is more afraid of him then he is of it. The baby can't do anything to him, aside from slobbering all over him and screaming in his audials and bite him and...

...

He's being an idiotic coward

He plucks the lil brat off the ground, not at all surprised to hear the quiet sniffle. The little idiot probably ruined his stomach. Moon is honestly surprised he's not throwing a full-blown fit yet.

He decides right then and there, as big, tearful optics look up at him, probably sad because the icecream was left behind if Moon had to guess, that he literally doesn't fucking care about the time.

"KC!"

He bursts out laughing as the entire sleeping pile jumps as one collective being, tangling together until something that's incredibly fluffy falls to the floor. That might have just been Lunar.

"Moon wha?"

His baby brother is rubbing those sickle claws of his aginst his face, while his other hand is reaching out to a specially made spot in the nest, and he can see the exact moment Killcode realises the little bundle is empty of babies.

"WH-!?"

"Your rat bastard of a son got into the fridge!"

He holds the baby out from himself by the armpits, slowly swinging him in the air. His grin only widens as Sun glares at him.

"Don't call him that!"

"Little baby rat, little rat bastard~"

Eclipse in his hands only gives another sniff, before he whines, making grabby hands at his papa. Said papa is quick to rush over, accidentaly stepping on an unfortunate Bloodmoon. They've had worse

"He ate the Snickers inspired cookie dough, and also got through half of the peanut icecream. I think the little bastard liked the chocolate syrup at the top."

As he predicted, his brother lets out a wounded noise, like it's him that's slowly growing sicker and sicker by the minute. For an animatronic that's incapable of changing colours, his nephew sure is turning simultaneously greener and paler.

"Silly child, didn't I tell you the snackie will be done by tomorrow?"

The child only sniffs more, then finally lets out the most heartbreaking sound Moon's ever fucking heard. It makes something uncomfortable twist in his gut.

"I think he ruined his stomach"

From the pained expression of his brother, he agrees too.

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"Stop crying. Just please stop crying!"

His brother is... at the end of his wits, to kindly put it.

Killcode's been rocking back and forth with the crying baby for hours now, slowly descending into worse and worse madness, as the once quiet child finally let loose and started screaming in earnest.

He hasn't stopped since

If anything, he got louder as the tummyache got worse, and by now Moon would do anything to shut him up if it meant he can finally sleep for a second. He's at the end of his rope, and if that brat doesn't stop anytime soon, he's going to lose it!

"Brother, perhaps you should go to the office. We have it handled without you"

Bless Sun and his attentative nature

"You sure?"

"Even if you could do something, I doubt Killcode would let you. Also, take Lunar and Solar Flare with you too? If I have to look at it trying not to cry for some more then I'm going to join Eclipse. And Lunar wants to sleep too"

Moon grunts, fishing his smallest nephew from where he's been laying on the floor face down. Then he nudges Solar Flare, and it begins to mechanically follow him.

Hopefully by the time they come back this'll be handled

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Killcode is well aware he's not handling the situation right. He's also well aware that he shouldn't be worrying this much.

But well... it's quite hard not to when it comes to his most fragile son.

Eclipse has a terrible track-record for being fine after things, hence his current baby state, and he fears it's only been amplified in this tiny form.

He's been desperately searching through solutions on the internet, unable to keep the hateful grimace off his face once he realised almost all of them are for human children, and frankly, Eclipse is not one of those. Even if he does somewhat imitate one.

Like this they can't exactly do what they did back when it was just Solar Flare and himself out, because the baby need constant reassurance that he's not alone. And Killcode doesn't have the heart to take that away from him for even a second. It feels like failing somehow.

"Hush little one, it's okay. It'll pass"

He hates this. He hates not knowing what'd be good in this situation, and what wouldn't. He hates how none of the remedies he can think up are a sure way to heal the hurting child in his palm.

He nuzzles into the tiny face again, stomping down on the giggly voice in his head when those tiny rays wiggle somewhat in a barely there sign of affectionate response. By everything, he loves children.

"Perhaps we should make him some camilla tea?"

"I was thinking that as well. But I do not know if we even have any"

"I can run off to the store?"

"By the time you get back he may be too exhausted. But it's worth a try anyway"

Like this, Eclipse's battery depletes much faster. They only have to wait for a little bit for him to fall too exhausted to do anything but cheep for someone to plug him in. It's incredibly adorable.

Sun leaves, taking the agitated Bloodmoon with himself. The twins have been worrying themselves in circles, trying to find a way to help somehow. He loves his children.

He rocks some more, rumbling and cooing at the tiny Eclipse in his grasp, waiting for his charge to go lower so he can finally rest a bit. Hopefully he'll sleep this blasted stomach ache off. They can deal with a sensitive stomach.

Bit by bit, the baby calms. His movements become less wild, his cries wane off until he's only occasionally hiccupping. The big gold optics looking at him sadly break his heart, and he coos in an attempt to comfort, pressing a big kiss to the small forehead.

By the time he pulls back, the child is firmly in sleep, too exhausted from his low battery and midnight mischied to stay awake for much longer. So he stands up, trotting to the nest where he grabs the smaller cable they were forced to find.

"Sleep well"

He's meant to get up afterwards, to survey if they have anything light on the stomach like bananas that he can make into puree, but his own eyes feel heavy as well.

Before he can truly register what's happening, Killcode's asleep around his son as well

[thorns-and-rosewings]

Behold, Demon Killcode for Seraphim AU!

Hehehe, yeaaaahhh this is what happened when Cherubim Lunar fully revives someone. They don't always come back the way they were before...

So the story behind this is that eventually, Cherubim Lunar eventually finds his way to the TSAMS dimension, as he has wanted to go there to meet his 'twin.' However he keeps a low profile due to the insanity that is going on. In the process he encounters the wandering, lost soul of Killcode... Whom he strikes up a conversation with.

Cherubim Lunar can speak with the dead/ghosts, often with the intent of helping them pass on or find their way. It's helpful given the vast amount of souls there always seem to be surrounding Fazbear owned locations.

Killcode's soul had been essentially lost in confusion since his death. Confused he even had a soul and their chat revealed his identity to Cherubim Lunar, who recalled stories about this being from the memories of this universes Eclipse. Lunar comments how his lost soul probably holds regret over his death. Most likely he wasn't ready to die and/or something else has him lingering in this world.

Making a long story short, while hiding in the Pizzaplex Cherubim Lunar and Killcodes ghost take notice of Bloodmoon sneaking around again.. Intending on causing further injury to Sun, Moon, Earth and their Lunar. This agitated Killcodes soul and Lunar makes a rash decision.

He appears in front of the bloodtwins and summons his magic to revive Killcode in a Bio-Mechanical body of his own imagining. The process of which is so horrifying to behold it scared Bloodmoon off.

Killcode gets revived in a body more comparable to that of Seraphim Eclipse and Arc Bloodmoon. The body having a 'tail' and various other more organic upgrades. He stands at a towering 13 feet tall, three feet taller than even Seraphim Eclipse. He's truly frightening to behold with retractable claws, massive wings and even external 'ribs' to support his elongated torso... But he remains a staunch pacifist.

Cherubim Lunar scared off Bloodmoon with the spectacle of reviving Killcode, but the price was it completely drained his energy. So he picks up the dormant body of Cherubim Lunar and takes him back to his home universe.

With help from Forkface who saw everything.

Now Killcode didn't necessarily want to return, but Cherubim Lunar didn't know that so he doesn't hold it against the little guy. He returns the unconscious Lunar to his brothers... He will be SO grounded when he wakes up.

Killcode, with his new body, returns to his world and his life, although the downside is that he needs to renovate his trailer because he is now too large for it.

The plus side? His Tinder profile got an upgrade.

As he is now capable of taking his dates on a flight, and those wings are eternally warm and feel like soft weighted blankets.

It makes cuddling up with him even better. :)

[socksandbuttons]

Coffee Bean Time

KC slowly moved around the cooking area, setting both the cups and the instant coffee down as he grabbed the boiling kettle from the grill. All while Eclipse watches him out of the corner of his vision as he silently grimaces at their earlier conversation. “So they think of you as my keeper huh? The fact they STILL find me threatening; I suppose I should be honored.” He shifts upon the folding chair. Normal chairs are troublesome for someone his size, but he has found a few phone books to sit on and help prop him up. Granted he’d prefer a cushion but he’d be damned if he was seen getting too comfortable here.

“Mhm.” The taller bot agrees as he is heard to be stirring the instant coffee. “They have the right to check in. You are still something of a thorn in their sides.”

He turned and then took his normal slow, long strides over to the picnic table he had set up. With Killcodes legs it was really more of a struggle to not overstep than anything else. Setting the hot, brimming cups of coffee down, he crouches to sit on a blanket he’s laid near the tables end and across from Eclipse. A distance which he knows the other prefers.

A scoff is heard as Eclipse takes his cup and glares into it. “You think they’d hide that better.” He says as he takes a sip.

Killcode also doesn’t look up from his own drink, he’s become very quiet. Not unusual, the larger animatronic often thinks deeply about his words, he isn’t a fast talker after all. At this point Eclipse has learned to wait for a response from him.

“It is still nice to hear from them. Even if their intentions are… obvious.”

Eclipse responds to this with a cold, pointed look...

“However, they're asking how we're doing,” KC said and he could practically hear Eclipse roll his eyes at these words. “And Earth is always so willing to converse.”

“Yeah, like she isn’t talking enough over there.” Eclipse retorted, his cold demeanor melting away to the heated response that was right on the boarder of anger.

KC looks over to Eclipse as he takes a drink of his own coffee. Sighing at how the smaller animatronic continued to wall himself up from the new addition to the family. If Eclipse could ever bring himself to acknowledge he was a part of it.

Killcode however always did… regardless if it had meant anything at first...

“She’s very open about herself and the others. I think you could learn something from her. Or at perhaps humor her a little more.” He said and chose to overlook the glare that these words earned him.

Eclipse didn't hold the glare for long before he sighed and looked over to the kettle, as he’d already halved his coffee. He toyed with the idea of a refill but... ugh, but the hassle of having to readjust himself afterwards-

“That airhead doesn’t know anything. She might as well just be talking to the walls.” He grumbled as he returned to focus on his now nearly empty coffee cup. Does he really have to move? Like hell he’s asking KC to get it for him.

“She’s… forgetful, yes that is true. However I do appreciate her efforts to talk with everyone. It’s endearing although… she is missing a lot of information.” KC said as he had silently taken notice of Eclipse's frequent glances at the kettle.

“It sounds to me like she’s just trying way too hard to get to know everyone and what their problems are. Not like it’s a secret. I know they talk about how she’s programmed with all that therapy shit. It’s why they keep pushing Lunar onto her, like he needs it.” Eclipse grips his cup as his anger briefly boils. Lunar… God what an idiot. They’re just babying him. Eclipse cringes as he thought back on how Lunar screamed about how much he wanted him dead.

There is only a slight hum in response, Eclipse looking over to see KC staring. Not at him, no, but past him. Lost in thought. The smaller bot had always found it hard to read his face during these moments. After a moment or so he sighed in annoyance, before continuing.

“If she’s trying to be their sister, she can’t also be their therapist. The amount of shit she’d have to go through... I doubt she’d be able to handle that mess. But that’s probably what the Creator wants right? Another failure, or for some other stupid reason.” Eclipse didn’t fail to see the slight twitch from KC when he mentioned that weirdo. He'd learned pretty fast he was never going to get answers about it from his ‘father’. “I agree… She would only hurt herself trying to shoulder everyone else's burdens. Even if she’s programmed too; it would be irresponsible for us as her elder siblings-” Eclipse coughed into his drink and practically snarled at those words. Not that Killcode paid him any mind as he just continued with his thoughts. “to let her continue like that. It does make me worry for her.” KC finished. But he sighed, seeing the look of resentment still adorning Eclipses' small face. How else is he suppose to refer their familial bond?

“Although, I appreciate her efforts in making sure there IS communication between the brothers. Do you not think that is helpful?” He said as he took the first sip of his coffee, noticing that it had gotten a little cold. Perhaps Eclipse’s drink must’ve as well. He could make use of that...

It was just as he heard a scoff on the other end that Killcode stood up. Now seeing clearly that Eclipses cup was empty just as Eclipse began to fidget with it moreso. More importantly, KC can tell the topic of this conversation has come to a close. “Did you want a refill, Eclipse?” “No.” He absolutely wanted a refill.

Killcode merely turned to grab the kettle, just as Eclipse suddenly became indignant at realizing the taller animatronic intended to get him that refill of the blessed caffeinated beverage. Eclipse started to declare that he could do it himself... Only for the latter to topple out of the chair and fall face first onto the damp ground... along with the phone books he was sitting on. "We really need a better chair for you.” “Oh shut up!”

------ I WROTE A FIC FOR REAL. I had this scene in my head the one day but I knew itd take a while to draw and i have been meaning to try writing again. Which im glad I got it down, cause... sighs at the many things I have in concept between characters. I don't know when I'll do it again, but I have a comic to finish first. This has been proofread and edited by @thorns-and-rosewings

Which i appreciate because descriptor words elude me a lot.

[jack-o-verse]

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[maccreadysbaby]

Project: Killcode

batfamily + oc insert

tw: none

wanna read more? here’s the table of contents!

want to read the first fic in the hundred days series so you understand what’s going on here? here it is!

I am in pain writing my boys like this

part thirty-two

❝ EFFORT ❞

MONDAY — JULY 30 — 5:02AM

AFTER AN EVENTFUL DAY OF NEVER COMING OUT OF BELLAMY’S ROOM, BENTLEY WOKE UP ON MONDAY MORNING LAYING BACK TO BACK WITH HIM. 

And the first thing he thought about was Bruce.

He wanted to tell him. He wanted to tell him everything so bad — about the parties and the nightmares and the teachers and Tyler and Chloe and the (maybe?) Secret Keeper and his father. He wanted to just lay it all out at his feet so he didn’t have to deal with it alone anymore… but he couldn’t.

Because if he did, Bruce would come get them and take them home, and someone else would move into the dorm. He’d never see any of them again.

He had to show Bruce that he could do this no matter what kind of problems he had — he was thirteen, and he could deal with his issues by himself. He didn’t always need his dad or his brothers to swoop in and do it for him; he was capable. More than capable.

So for now, he decided, not a Wayne in the world would know a thing. Would it be easier on him if they did? Sure. But getting whisked home to live a life of solitude while every other teenager in the world did whatever they wanted didn’t sound like an ideal situation. Plus, he was pretty sure he’d have lost his mind if he didn’t stop homeschooling when he did.

It was okay. He was okay. Everyone was okay. Everything was okay.

He’d just focus on school — it was a good enough distraction. He did have seven classes to survive, and nine friendships to maintain.

(Or eight, if… Asten didn’t want to talk to him.)

So he decided that’s what he was gonna do. Just be a teenager, and try his best to forget about all the existential dread stuff.

He woke up, blocked the number his father had called him from, and left Bellamy’s room to go get ready. 

It was only a little after five, so he was able to get into his room and do everything he needed without waking Asten up, which was nice — because he wasn’t sure where they stood. They hadn't talked at all since the fight, but Bentley did end up in bed arrest in Bellamy's room, so he guessed it wasn't really either of their faults.

He grabbed his bag and all of his things out of his room and left, shutting the door softly behind him. Should he go back in Bellamy's room? Or just sit and the dining table and do something silent?

That moment was about when his phone vibrated in his hand.

The name on the text message was Chloe Singh. (He'd changed it almost immediately after she gave it to him.) It said: Hey, meet me at the fountain at 530?

He didn't even have time to think about replying before a second one came: Or at breakfast, if you're not a psycho that wakes up at 430 for school like me.

Bentley hummed to himself, typing a quick response.

Just text me when you're ready. I'm already dressed and all.

He hardly had time to look away before another message blipped onto the screen. Oh, okay! I'm ready then, haha.

With a faint little smile and a shrug, Bentley made sure he slid his keycard into his phone case and made for the door, leaving the dorm with his schoolbag in the dark.

When he made it down the stairs and the several sidewalks it took to get to the fountain with the willows, Chloe was already there in her uniform with her bag. Her blonde hair was tied up halfway with a black ribbon, and pin-straight so it looked extra long. She glanced back at him when she heard him approach and sent him a friendly wave, which he returned.

Were they technically friends now? How many times did you have to cry in front of someone before you became friends?

With that on his mind, Bentley made for the bench she was on, dropping his bag near his feet and taking a seat next to her.

"Good morning," She said quietly, eyes focused on campus staff that seemed to be moving something into the art building across the way, past the willow trees.

"Good morning," He replied.

"Listen, I just... wanted to apologize for Saturday night," She sighed, looking down at her lap and deflating slightly, a stark comparison to how confident she looked in class or the halls. "I had a massive breakdown and it was really weird. I word vomited so many unnecessary details."

Bentley shook his head, glancing over at her. "Don't apologize. We all have our moments. I, in particular, have had at least thirty since I moved into Redwood."

Chloe glanced at him, furrowing her brow. "I never imagined Bruce Wayne's heir would have moments."

"I wasn't always his," Bentley shrugged, forcing his father's voice out of his mind, focusing on Chloe's brown eyes that were watching him. "Anyways, it's no problem. Breakdowns suck, but they suck even worse if you're alone."

She blinked and looked away, then back. "That's why I wanted to say thank you," She continued, glancing down at her hands, fiddling with her fingers. "For being there for me. I... can honestly say I don't have anyone else, as pitiful and attention seeking as that sounds. Living a double life is really hard when everyone only knows the fake part."

Bentley watched her breathe in deep, then blow it out. "Anyways, not to get all pitiful. I think I have the rumors handled on my end... my roommates were the only ones who knew I was going to meet you, and they swore they wouldn't say anything. What about yours?"

"Only two know I was gone, and they won't say anything," Bentley shrugged. "I think we're safe."

A beat passed.

"Thank God," Chloe exhaled, brushing her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "I'd never forgive myself if a chimp like Tyler Abbott got ahold of information like that. He'd have the entire campus believing whatever he wanted about us in, like, ten seconds."

Bentley didn't reply.

"Hey, you okay?" She continued, lowering her volume just a little. "You seem preoccupied."

Bentley shook his head in an attempt to shake himself back into the present and out of whatever routine of self loathing his mind was trying to put him in. "Yeah, just pretty drained. I've been really stressed lately."

"I'm sorry..." Chloe mumbled, and Bentley shrugged.

"It's not your fault," He continued, waving her off. "What about you? Were you okay after the other night?"

Chloe shrugged. "Same... just kinda drained. Emotions and their stupid, stupid existence have a way of doing that. But I'm feeling okay now. Practice for cheer tryouts starts after school today, so I pretty much am required to be okay."

A beat passed.

"So... did you and Layla end up having fun at the dance?" She questioned, looking across the way at the willows, a little hint of something he couldn't quite place filtering through into her words.

Bentley shrugged. "It was okay, but I... didn't go with her. I went with my roommates. To see the band that was playing."

"Oh," Chloe nodded to herself.

Another few moments of quiet passed.

"I... wanted to ask you something," Chloe started, turning to face him slightly on the bench, getting this... he wasn't sure. Embarrassed sort of look on her face. "You can totally say no if you want to; I know I'm not the easiest person to stomach."

"What is it?" Bentley questioned, turning toward her a little, too.

Chloe breathed in and out. "I know I was really mean and weird and stuff when we met, and I don't have any clever excuses to talk myself out of that. But I still... wanna be friends with you, if you want."

Bentley watched her nervously tuck a piece of hair behind her left her, her brown eyes straying down to the bench they were on.

"Yeah... I'd like that," Bentley replied, watching her anxiously pick at her nails. "But you... I don't want it to be some kind of ploy for your mom. If we're gonna be friends, I just... want to be friends. Not for anybody else."

"A hundred percent," Chloe nodded. "She won't have a clue I'm even talking to you anymore. She seems to have moved on in her searching for my perfect future divorce since I blew it with you already. Which means we're in the clear."

Bentley hummed in acknowledgment, glancing at her for a moment more before looking out at the trees again. "Can I ask an awkward question?"

"Sure," Chloe shrugged. "Can't be more awkward than me word vomiting my entire life's story, and my mothers."

Bentley found it in himself to chuckle at that. "I was just... wondering. Since you were only kinda acting, did you... mean what you told me? In class?"

Chloe glanced over at him quickly, her brow furrowed, before she seemed to realize what he meant. Her face flushed pink and she looked the other way. "That you're hot? I-I mean, yeah, I guess..."

Bentley didn't say anything.

"God, why can't I talk to you?" She mumbled, resting her elbows on her knees and dropping her head into her hands with a nervous little laugh. "It's so weird. Being, like, real. I always know what to say when I'm pretending."

Bentley shrugged. "Maybe you should... not pretend."

"I can't do that!" She said suddenly, sitting up. "My mother would disown me if I even thought about acting contrary to how she wants."

Bentley hummed. "How does she know what you act like here at school?"

Chloe looked up at him, a cringe spreading across her face. "She's the assistant Dean. She lives on campus."

Bentley blinked. "Oh..."

"Yeah..." Chloe shook her head. "I literally can't get away from her and her prying eyes through the school-day. That's why I wanted to talk to you now, before the day starts."

Bentley couldn't even imagine his father watching him like a hawk like that. When he first went to the Wayne's to, quote-on-quote, destroy them, he could hardly fathom the anxiety caused by the fact that his father may have possibly been watching. But Chloe's mom, putting her up to something out of greed, punishing her when she failed, watching her to make sure she was perfect... maybe they weren't so different after all.

Bentley didn’t say anything for a few minutes.

“So, are you liking it so far, here? I’ve heard Gotham is way different from New York,” She questioned. (How many times was he going to be asked that question?)

He shrugged. “New York is really cool. I like it here. It feels more… alive.”

Chloe nodded, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “There’s so much that goes on, it's hard to get away from it all. That's why I like it so much here.”

Another beat passed.

“So, if it's not off limits, what are your powers?” Bentley questioned, glancing over at her. “I haven’t seen or heard anything about them.”

“Oh, I…” Chloe started, looking off at the trees ahead of them. “I… uh…”

Bentley could recognize discomfort when he saw it. “You don’t have to tell me.”

“No, I just…” She trailed off, breathing deep and holding it for a second, then exhaling. “I don’t have any.”

Bentley furrowed his brow. Wasn’t Redwood only for metahumans?

“My sisters do, and I have the genes for it, I just… they… haven’t appeared yet. My mom says that sometimes it takes a lot to make them show up,” Chloe shrugged. 

Bentley vaguely remembered hearing something about that when he was dealing with the whole Dr. Keene disaster -- it was like how Nico’s super speed only started to show up after he learned he was adopted, and only really showed up after he got kidnapped and put in a big machine that messed with his DNA. He remembered that metahumans finding their powers was… usually due to trauma.

He wasn’t quite sure what that said about the rest of the Redwood students. But maybe it was a good thing that Chloe didn’t have hers.

“I guess we’ll just have to see, then,” Bentley shrugged.

“I guess so…”

They fell into a comfortable silence, looking out at the willow trees in front of them.

Okay.. maybe Bentley had ten friendships to maintain.

--

When breakfast came around, Bentley sat across the table from Asten.

They didn’t say anything to each other. Bentley looked over at him a few times, but he was always talking to Rockie, or looking down at the table, or across the room. Valor was watching the both of them -- Bentley noticed his gaze a few times, calculating, contemplating -- but when Bentley’s eyes met his, it always switched to a supportive smile, faint enough to go missed by everyone else but present enough to be a little comforting.

Bentley and Asten didn’t talk at lunch, either.

And when music theory came around, Asten only spoke to Rockie, and Bentley only spoke to Vera, and in free period, Asten sat with Rockie, and Bellamy and Valor sat with Bentley. It was…

Weird.

He went to practice soccer with Varian and Koa, and they talked about nothing and everything. He went to dinner, where Asten deliberately ignored him even though they were within whispering distance from one another. And then he did his homework at the dining table, and listened to his roommates talk, and hung out, and texted Chloe, and went to bed without saying anything to his best friend who was sleeping one bunk away.

As wrong as it felt, Bentley was the one who’d been right. Asten was a hypocrite and all the lovely things Bentley had said in his anger fueled haze. So, for this one time, for the first time in his life, he wasn’t going to allow himself to apologize.

If Asten wanted to talk to him, Asten was going to have to put in the effort.

And as far as Bentley could tell, right now, he didn’t care very much.

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[visionthefox]

Original Eclipse, When he somehow return and face Moon should say:

Eclipse: You choose a Killcode who didn´t prove anything beeing a good person, can have a 2 chance but not me when i offer the star and Warning you over Sun Death.

UH YEA YEA!! He did mess up, BUT he risked his life to try and warn them OF THIS VERY ISSUE! Moon! and not only that, he has showed sign to not be doing great! hell! when Moon saw his types HE SAW ECLIPSE DIDNT KNEW WHAT TO DO! he never had a huge plan! never had a real plan! HE JUST WANTED TO BE SEEN! and part of me think he deep down want Moon to say sorry to him, say sorry to abandom him,leave him behind, and treat him like a parasite (in a way, Moon saw himself as parasite, so will treat a copy of himself as such..) also, KC is pretty much the whole reason Eclipse is here, and is the reason he abused of Sun for over 10 years.. and also just.. mess with his head.. so why does he get a second chance..? (I guess the line of when he gets to have a easy redemtion or a hard one is when he blew up Lunar..)

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“Brother…we-no, you are not back to normal yet…why?” Bloodmoon questioned, he simply got a sigh in return “I am stressed brother…and the hunger is returning, worse than the last time we suffered it” he was stressed because he knew this hunger was returning and he didn’t have much control whenever it wafted through BloodSolar and Bloodmoon, the craving of blood and the need crack bones, to deplete the life of something. “Brother, perhaps we ask the other Bloodmoon if we can hunt in their forest” the bell of the hat jingles nervously “I am not sure Bloody…what if we get so lost in this feeling someone comes looking for us or even passes by and we attack them” she hears the grumbles from her brother “It is the only other option we have, brother. We cleared most of the big game where we usually hunt! And You need destress!” She sighs “Fine, Fine, we’ll visit Grim and Reaper’s place and ask if we can hunt over there for a bit” BloodSolar slips out of the heap of blankets with relative ease despite how massive he was in this current, terrifying form.

BloodSolar leaves a quick note before heading off to pay their favorite Bloodtwins a visit “Will they even bother talking to us like this? We look kind of…Killcode-ish” he thought aloud “It would be quite odd, but I’m sure they’ll know it is us sister…the exhaustion in you voice is always noticeable to anyone” BloodSolar snorts a bit at the jab to him as the trudge along soon find themselves at the Bloodtwins little cabin. He knocks on the door and hopes for the best.

( @escapetheslaughter )