Eclipse

Chain/Dally/Dallas⛓️
Nick/Nicolas🕯️
Toby/Tobias🪓
Quinn/Q 🚬



Gonna harass us?
✨Gonna block ya✨

Semi-matching with: no one atm

⛓️🕯️🪓🚬🎶 You'll never takes us alive
We swore that death will do us part
They'll call our crimes a work of art🎶🚬🪓🕯️⛓️






✨✨TUBBO!!✨✨ - @1-800-TUBBO_







Little Space
Ezra: Winged child. One wing torn off. He doesn't know his parents are dead, he doesn't understand death. He wears an outfit similar to BBH's but entirely crimson red. Prefers rainbow colored cupcakes over muffins though. Age 6-8

Alan: understands death. Pretty much nonverbal. Always in jackets. Always cold. Wears black with rainbow stripes all over them... doesn't like eating but will eat spaghetti.





Ki🕊️ June 22 2006 - December 16 2023






He ran outside. To the tree. He saw a teenager, hanging from it. Unmoving. The first thing he noticed, besides that fact that the teen was dead, was that they were wearing his merch. A patch was sewn into the sleeve of their left arm, a plushie of his best friend's character sticking out of the hoodie pocket. The smile from the hoodie was eerie in the dim light. His first thought: how did they find my house?
His second: did I cause this?
His third: who is this?
He found the tree limb the rope was hanging on and pulled the teen down with the free end. He caught their body as they fell. Adrenaline still coursed through his body but he fought it back, tried to think clearly. 
Breathing, are they breathing? He listened. Nothing. 
Okay heartbeat, please have a heartbeat. He pulled up the hoodie sleeve, 
god they're malnourished. 
Checked for pulse. Nothing. 
Pulse on neck, nothing. 
Chest. A small heartbeat. 
They weren't dead. Just not breathing. Picking them up, he took them out of the rain. This better not have been some stupid scheme. He laid them on the couch then pressed hard on their stomach. They wheezed, breathed, and coughed. 
They're alive.