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Did I mention that he’s a whore?

Colourless alt and sketch as well

Oh no I can’t stop drawing him now

Also I’ve been sitting on this design for months, I didn’t think I’d ever post my stuff online.. but here we are

I SAID I WOULD DO IT. I AM A WOMAN OF MY WORD. ENJOY YOU LOVELY LIL MONSTERS❤️

THIS IS SO ADORABLE EHAT

DCAtober24 Day 8: Trouble

Words: 1,300+ Summary: Sun doesn't appreciate his rules being broken, and takes you for a ride (it's a lot goofier than it sounds)

Your job was becoming monotonous. Wake up, come to the daycare, help Sun wrangle all the kids, flirt in a way you hoped was a joke, bully Moon, go home to sleep and then repeat it all the next day. It wasn’t that you didn’t like your job - hell no, this place was the best thing to ever happen to you. But the constant cycle of the same stuff was starting to get to you.

Sun had noticed. You weren’t really trying to hide it, which was obvious when after Sun excitedly told you about the fact he’d be reusing the schedule from last week to help ease a few new kiddos in, you’d groaned and face planted the desk.

“Don’t give me that,” Sun tuts. “It’ll be fun!”

“Can we pleeeeeeeeese switch things up,” you moan, cheek mashed against the smooth tabletop. “I’m begging you. I’m getting sooooooooo bored.”

Sun spins his faceplate to the side. “You’d better not be calling me boring!”

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhh.”

“Maybe the reason you’re bored is because-” Sun hums and crouches down next to you, to whisper in your ear. “You haven’t been sleeping properly.”

“Hi, Moon,” you grumble. “Go away.”

“Your attention slipping can be a sign of bad sleep patterns!” Sun recites, jumping back up and listing sleep related facts off of his fingers. “To have an optimal experience during the day, you should do your best to get to bed on time the night before.”

“Maybe I would get to sleep better if someone didn’t steal my keys,” you said pointedly. Sun shrugs.

“Maybe you should keep them hidden better.”

“I shouldn’t have to worry about my coworkers stealing my keys!”

“And I shouldn’t have to worry about you wanting to ruin my perfectly scheduled days because you’re bored,” Sun smiles. He places his hands over your own, holding them when you try and grab them back out of spite.

“Your days should be more interesting then.” It’s a kiddy insult, and he knows that, but his eyes glint with interest all the same.

“Well, friend, it almost sounds like you’re being mean to me,” Sun laughs, placing a hand over his mouth to fake-gasp. “And being mean is very much against the rules of the daycare.”

“Screw your rules.” You start to gather your stuff, checking your Fazwatch. You’d stayed back late enough that you’d missed the peak hour traffic, and getting home would be a piece of cake. You nod to Sun and stuff everything in your bag, getting out from your spot behind the security desk. “I’ll see you tomorrow buddy.”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Your path is suddenly blocked by a very large, very yellow obstruction. You squint up at Sun in annoyance.

“Dude, come on.”

“You broke a daycare rule.” Sun does his usual habit of bending down and waggling a finger in your face. “Rulebreakers must be punished.”

“Can this rulebreaker be punished tomorrow, when I’ve gotten home and had a nice, warm shower?”

“Nope!”

“How am I meant to get a good sleep if you’re harassing me?” you try, attempting to sidestep Sun without him noticing. It fails, of course.

“You won’t get one anyway!” Sun days brightly, and you grit your teeth because obviously he’s right.

You cross your arms, extremely unimpressed. “Sun-”

You’re abruptly cut off when you’re lifted into the air, madly scrabbling for something to hold on to. This was one of Sun’s favourite things to do - to lift you up and then spin you around before letting you back onto solid ground, greatly disorienting you in the process.

However this time, there’s no spin, and he doesn’t put you back down.

You yelp as you realise you are suddenly nowhere near close to the soft playmats of the daycare. Instead, you’re suspended in the air, swaying back and forth with nothing but that stupid wire that Moon absolutely adored to keep you aloft.

The one that Moon adored, and the one that Sun was notoriously horrible at successfully using. Okay, great.

“Sun!” you shout, berating yourself for clutching onto him pathetically despite your anger. You tuck your head into his ruffles, just below his faceplate. “Put me back down!”

It wasn’t that you were scared of heights, per se - Moon had taken you on many a nighttime joyride. It was just that, like any sane person would be, you absolutely 100% did not want to be placing your faith in the hands of an animatronic that once managed to faceplant into the ball pit because he forgot how to work the wire.

“What’s the matter, Sunshine?” Sun laughs, although he quiets when the movement makes you cling to his neck. “I thought you liked flying.”

“Yeah, when it’s my choice,” you hiss, deliberately refusing to look at the wire and remind yourself how thin it really was. “And it never is, because neither of you understand how to ask someone before doing something!”

“Neither do you,” Sun hums, coiling his arms around your body as a reassurance that he won’t drop you. “You certainly don’t ask before you say mean things!”

“That’s because you deserve them,” you counter, crossing your arms, and then being instantly reminded why that was a bad idea when you shift in Sun’s grip.

“No one deserves mean things!” Sun admonishes, and you swear that you can see Moon rolling his eyes.

Once you’re completely sure that Sun is holding you as tight as possible, you cast a glance down to the daycare. The two of you are floating above the play structures, a few feet below the beams across the roof. The bright plastic star lights on the wall are shining brightly, illuminating the space.

When Moon takes you for a flight, it’s usually not in the daycare, and also so chaotic that you never have a chance to see what the plex looks like from so high up. But if you forgot about the fact that you yourself weren’t actually secured to the roof, it almost felt kind of peaceful, being above the ground. You understood why Moon loved it so much.

“Remind me why we’re up here,” you say after a beat.

“You broke the rules. You’re in trouble.”

“I am not a child, Sun.” He hums humourously. “I’m ignoring that. Put me down.”

“Time out.”

“Sun.”

“Rulebreaker.”

“Sun.”

He doesn’t say anything. After a while you look up at him. His permanent grin is looking suspiciously sheepish.

“Sun?”

“So. Uh.” His rays pulse once, twice, and his fans pick up the pace. “Slight issue.”

“Sun, please don’t tell me you don’t know how to get down.”

“Okay. I won’t, then.”

You hang in the air.

“Okay I have to. I can’t get down.”

Of course he couldn’t. You grip the sides of his face in annoyance. “Sun! I don’t want to be stuck here until the lights go out! What if you drop me?”

Sun scoffs. “I would never drop you.”

“Ten minutes ago, you probably would never have held me prisoner up here.”

“Very incorrect. I definitely would have.”

“Funny.”

Sun’s eye flickers red for a second, and he sighs, drooping. “Um. Moon says he can get us down.”

“Thank god for that.” You gesture to the wire. “Tell him to hurry up.”

“But he won’t.”

Count on Moon to be the most annoying, self centered, sadistic robot in the plex. You grit your teeth. “Why not.”

“He says you need to obey the rules.”

You shout protests, coming up with every name under the sun (ha) for the jester, earning you disapproving noises. You poke Sun’s eyes, untie his bells and threaten to spit in his joints, but Moon is a stubborn son of a bitch, and he refuses to come out.

After your energy is spent from harassing Sun, you sag into his arms. The lights wouldn’t be off until 8:00.

It was gonna be a long twenty minutes.

y eah Moon you should totally tuck me in and give me a forehead kiss

Idk about you guys but it’s pretty late for me so imma head to bed

plea ase leT ME KISS HIM GGRTTTTRRHHHHHT GRRRRHHHRGR

in other news: local villain jester is so chuffed to be drawn cutesy that he forgets to be a menace for one (1) day

bro is so coquette ^-^

(inspired by starryartis_ !!! mm big hat)

cw: suggestive under the cut👁️

No context, just y/n has a sudden guest and Moon can't stop being an annoying bastard :p

YES THIS IS SO. UGH??

hate all the phrases that are sex-coded fr. The other day I was telling a friend “I just want more physical intimacy” and had to be like “fuck wait no” because I literally just want to be able to wrap my arms around my friends from behind and play with their hands or hair and have them come up behind me and tuck their chins over my head. “I want to sleep with you” but I literally mean I want to. Sleep. In the same bed. With you. Cuddling. Why is everything so difficult I am killing everyone

me when Moon FNaF (this is an exact thought I have sometimes)

woah this character is so cool i wish they were covered in blood their whole body trembling with a look of absolute horror on their face as theyre struggling to breathe in panic

THAT LIL FACE HE MADE IN THE LAST PIC.. AUGHHHHHRHRJNFNFNF.......

Dcatober, day 5: Artistic license( I think I may have misunderstood the premise, but oh well)

Warning: blood & death

Finger painting

(Yes, he stole a card from dead body and made it into a his own "artistic license")

In death there is beauty, in beauty there is art~ I've found that art can be made of many things, some of which most others find... repulsive. But what I'm I to do with it otherwise? Leave it to rot, let it loose it's potential to become something new?

Sun would like to show you more of his finger paintings and how he makes them. He is, indeed, a master artist.

it's in fact very hot

the back of their head is so hot

I do not accept complaints

I want that pillow to be me😔😔

DAY 1: Cuddle

I love being endophobic!

guys look at this poser. 0/10 hate ask, literally no effect dealt. No detail or effort, and clearly using the word "endophobic" as their ONLY point of aggravation. Just another basic bigot flaunting the fact that their hate is flagrant and boring. lmao

interacting with anti endos now after I like stopped being on here as much is so funny because now I’ve realized how out of touch from reality they are? Guys in real life system spaces are full of mixed origin systems, because that’s what plural is defined by, whatever the fuck you want

like sorry anti endos, you’re going to struggle to find doctors and therapist and social groups that are as anti endo as you are because you’re simply just wrong in every single way

YES YES YES YES YES YES YES

Guys what if I dropped a little bit of bhtf lore today what then

he's cute in every position....

Fav weird ass cat

Og pics are under the cut and are from @/choppyandnami on tiktok

bro.. a tear ran down my face....

A butterfly without wings will miss being a caterpillar

BRO I WISH

i just wanted to be included in drawing Sun suffering with cramps

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

another one to my collection of Moon FNaF fanarts (someone save my gallery)

Another magma doodle

done today on the @daycarefriendpickup magma

I'm super proud of this one actually.

idk you prob wouldn't but reblogging anyway

so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch

this flsg is so mecore fr !!!

DEMO SYSTEM FLAG!

Demo system is a term sysmeds made up, but I think it’d be neat if people started using it unironically :3

So here it is! The green represents beginnings and the symbol is basically just a start button to go with the “demo” theme (like a demo videogame)

A demo system is somebody who is “trying out” being/living as/presenting as a system!

as an endo, thamk you, I didn't know that😭🙏

REMINDER:

ENDOGENIC MEANS:

A PLURAL WHO'S HEADMATES FORMED FOR REASONS OTHER THAN TRAUMA.

NOT WITHOUT.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "ENDOS ARE SYSTEMS FORMED WITHOUT TRAUMA" THEY ARE SPREADING MISINFORMATION.

GET THE DAMN DEFINITION RIGHT ALREADY.

REASONS OTHER THAN TRAUMA!

NOT WITHOUT!

I'd let him in even if he tried to kill me

unhinged sun be upon ye, he's having a very calm time and you're definitely safe I promise uwu