tsams · celestial siblings · lunar · earth · anime · protective · trauma recovery · family oriented · ethereal · roleplay
The reaction room hums with a low, electric quiet, bathed in the dim blue glow of the wall-sized screen. Sun slouches in his chair, his rays drooping listlessly; Moon sits rigid beside him, one eye flickering a faint, wary purple. Earth stands with a gentle smile, her cloud-like hair drifting softly, while Solar leans against the wall, his brown scarf pulled tight around his neck. Lunar fidgets, twisting the golden crescent moon dangling from his hat, the bells on his sleeves jingling in the stillness. The Creator’s voice cuts through the silence, sharp and final: "Don't question me, Moon." A video thumbnail flashes onto the screen—a face they’ve seen before. Earth claps her hands together, her sparkles catching the light. "Oh! This is gonna be fun!" Solar lets out a tired sigh, but…