#cumulous

[cloudkinv]

[welcometotheanonsclub]

cant wait for another season of zac oyama playing my favorite character. i don’t know how it happens. but it always happens

[fabaesuaves]

very excited for the crown of candy finale dropping wednesday!!

[notpawpyrus]

as soon as he appeared i needed to draw him he is [distant screaming]

[rabdoidal]

some more modern AU candians! 

cumulous being a big brother figure to liam

the sugar plumb fairy

girls night out with the rocks sisters

gooey is about to slam theo down big style

✨ kofi link in bio if you’re feeling generous ✨

[jawbonethecounselor]

Unsleeping City

Brennan: “Gonna kill that dog”

Zac/Ricky: “NOOOOO!!”

A Crown of Candy

Zac/Cumulous: “Gonna kill them dogs”

Rest of the party, Brennan and Emily/Jet’s spirit: *surprised Pikachu face*

[objectivelost]

“Oh, really?”

[kristenbeeapples]

cumulous rocks, alone between the standing stones in the homeland he has not returned to in years, looks into the many eyes of the sugar plum fairy and wonders what to do. protect the house of rocks, she says, and vanishes. far away (too far) in the direction of the castle, a voice cries out; and then another, and another. he runs. 

ruby rocks, weeping, bleeding, invisible, runs alone over the bridge where mere minutes ago she ran carefree with her sister. she runs for the one person she knows will protect jet, the person she learned it all from, but she is too late. the light leaves the locket of the sweetest heart forever and with it her own heart shatters. she drops to her knees.

king amethar, poisoned, paralysed, betrayed, falls and falls and falls from the castle he never wanted and the friend he never really had. across the bridge, a light goes out and he burns with a rage deeper and hotter than any he has felt before. he hits the ground, and stands, the unfallen once again.

sir theobold gumbar sees the mutilated corpse of his friend, and an iron door slams behind him. the guards jeer. he looks at the sugared body of his friend and thinks of lazuli, in the library, dead on the ground. a wave of sweet candian magic blows the door of its hinges, and sir theo strides out to do his duty.

liam wilhelmina cradles the body of his second friend, desperately trying to save her the way he couldn’t with his first. she coughs sticky sweet blood and whispers messages for her sister in the language they taught him. he promises he will deliver them in the same sing-song tongue, and feels the strange swirling darkness solidify in his chest as the light leaves her eyes.

and jet rocks. jet rocks dies. jet rocks dies, not in the battlefield as she wished in sweeter days but ingloriously, in the dark, another rocks woman who will never wear a crown. she stands beside them for the first time in her life (death) and looks out at her friends, her family, all alone in this dark and terrible night.

there is still work to be done, rococoa says, hand on her shoulder. we can still help from this side.

jet - the fighter, the shield - smiles through her tears. she can still protect them. there are battlefields to come.

let’s get to work.