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[ofsunnydays-and-moonlitnights]

Spot the difference.

The difference 50 years in storage makes... ^^;

These are my boys from my two fics, Of Sunny Days and Moonlit Nights which is the first and complete!

And Of Playful Days and Silent Nights that takes place 50+ years later. (Maybe more like 60 tbh) This ones still in progress.

Of Sunny Days (OSDAMN) Takes place roughly around the time of security breach is canon divergent and is a Moon has the virus and we solve some mysteries to try and fix the problem and fall in love with a robot in the process kind of story. You know the classic DCA x Y/N fic.

Of Playful Days (OPDASN) Is 50 years later with a new Y/N (ruin doesn't happen in this time line i came up with these stories before it came out ok TwT). It's a soulmate au and teacher au and it's set in the future ^-^ it does have themes of loss (The boiz are recovering from losing the first Y/N and everything their life was oh and sun has anxiety) so its very much a hurt comfort fic with hopefully enough fluff to lighten the mood.

I also have a drabble/one shot collection that gets updated once in a blue moon (when i have an idea) that takes place between the these two fics called More Sunny Days and Moonlit Nights basically Of Sunny Days after story.

All of these fics can be found in my Of Days and Nights series on AO3.

I have a few stories planned for the future of this series as well ^-^

Btw I'm very proud of these! ♡

[kezibun]

Hello again tumblr ^-^

It's been a while...😅

[kezibun]

It's October!!!!

So it's time!!!

To begin!!

I'm writing each chapter of my multi chapter fic inspired by this list for flufftober. It won't be in order tho as I've had to mix the order up to fit it into a cohesive plot line ^^;

My fanfic 'Coffee, College And Skeleton Roomies' will be an undertale fic of course focusing on Sans and Papyrus from UT, US, UF, SF.

I'm gonna be posting to @keziha-writes and to my A03 and I'll update y'all here too.

I was hoping to have more of the story planned out by now but time has slipped away, I was also hoping to have it more polished but hey ho... ^^;

I will try my best to have a chapter posted every day but I dunno if I'll manage it so bear with me please ^^;

Also I wanna thank @anneimaginesundertale for giving me a little hand, advice and some encouragement to do this :)

I do hope y'all enjoy it ^_^

*Please feel free to use the prompts and/or the image.

Prompts:

Coffee Shop AU

First Meeting

College/University AU

Fake Dating 

Celebration

Hurt/Comfort

Dancing

Clothes

Snowy/Rainy Day

Cooking

Finding/Adopting a Pet

The Perfect Gift

Carrying

Cuddles

Oblivious Crush

Kemonomimi (Animal Ears/Tails)

Embarrassing Secret

Late Night Craving

Sharing a Bed

Roommates/Neighbors

Sick Partner

Gardening

Stuck Together

Terms of Endearment

Compromise

Kisses

Promises

Angst (The Forbidden Fluff)

Family

Dating Start

Artist/Writer’s Choice

[anneimaginesundertale]

"I'm glad you asked. My Digital Dream Simulation system it's basically a game console that transports your mind into a universe of my design and while you're in there you have no idea it's a game. The only programme I've made so far is a fairytale medieval setting and is best played by a couple since the FATE code I intergrated brings both players together in a romantic story." I ramble on excitedly as I explain. (1/2)

“That’s...that’s really, really cool,” Red says, trying to process all of this.  One detail sticks in his head.  “Your alternate you is married?  To, uh, to who?”  He shouldn’t be jealous.  It’s not you.  It’s a different you.  It would be like if Smiley was married.  Smiley’s not him.  This other Kezi isn’t you.  But damn if his soul isn’t swelling with envy at the thought of someone else with his sweetheart! 

[puddlesilver]

A Storm of a Hunt Part 5

Previous 

It's kind of suspicious to put the plate on the torture box. But then again, it’s either that or the floor. You look up at the ceiling for a few minutes, opening and closing your eyes, testing yourself to see if you're really ready to get up. You wonder for a moment If you should wait for Papyrus to get back. Maybe he wants me to sleep longer? Maybe he isn’t coming back. It is very possible that his claim to be ‘standing guard’ was a lie.

You decide to get up. You swing your legs over the side of the crate, and wince. You feel like someone just grabbed your nerves, and jerked them straight. The top of the crate is large, and fits you comfortably in a sitting position. But it does not fit you long wise. In order to sleep comfortably, you must sleep with your limbs curled in, and lean on the wall. This is not an uncomfortable sleeping position, but upon waking, you find that your joints do not approve.

You finish sitting up, and cringe at the pain in your side, and ache in your joints. You stretch, and stand up. Oops… Congrats! You gained a headache. You curse under your breath, and rest a hand on the wall to keep your balance. What time is it? There is no way of you knowing. After a moment, you inspect the plate.

You find a dubious looking bundle. it's covered in what is possibly… cheese sauce? Maybe? Next to what is either a burrito, a strange sort of casserole or perhaps poison, sit three generously sized, chocolate chip cookies. You spot a scrap of paper next to the plate with the word ‘Human’ written on it in neat handwriting. Papyrus?

The bundle doesn't look so appealing, but you decide to try it anyway. You cut into the bundle. The cheese was somewhat rubbery, and the layer under that, far to crisp. Under that, you find it a bit slimy. You take a bite. It’s somehow worse than Asgore’s snail pie, you have no idea how Chara copes with that. You swallow. Nope, you definitely can’t finish this.. Sorry Papyrus. … Why did that thought even cross my mind? Why am I sorry for that monster? Why do I care? You try to shake yourself out of your thoughts by turning to the cookies.

They look edible, good even, and are tinted orange for some strange reason. They look like chocolatechip, and smell like Christmas, and spices. Odd. You decide to try the cookies.

They’re pretty good, on par with that donut if not better, and like it, and all the other food you’ve had down here, it’s very filling. But you’re not sure if it's good just because of the previous disgusting food, or if all the weird food here is messing with your taste buds. You feel something. It’s like.. Someone’s watching you. You turn around. Papyrus is standing there almost frozen with a load of books in his arms. How!?

“Wha’s ‘at?” He asks cautiously, pointing at the plate of food.

“...Food?” Did I do something wrong? . “I… thought you left it here.” You hold up the note. Papyrus cocks a brow, and shakes his head

“Don eat anyth’n, less I’m ‘ere ta tell ya to.” Papyrus says in a dark voice.. You feel yourself jump at his tone, that was the first time he’d raised his voice above a mumble, it was a bit of a surprise. It almost stung for some reason.

“Sorry.” You say quietly, trying to hide the quiver in your voice. You put the half eaten cookie down. Dang it! I let my guard down again. What is it with this place? was that poisonous, am I gonna die now? Papyrus turns away with a sigh.

“Can ‘ave tha cookies.” He states softly. Your chest still feels a bit tight for some reason. What is this?

“You're sure they're not poisoned?...” you ask. Papyrus hums.

“Poisoned?... Sans prolly lef’ it. Poison an’t ‘is style.” Papyrus shoots you a small smile, one that looks like it doesn’t belong. Good on him, but foreign.

“Sans… is your brother, right?” You recall. Papyrus nods.

“One could argue.” An odd answer.

“He.. doesn’t like me. Does he.” Your question comes out as more of a statement. Papyrus smirks, but the expression falls quickly.

“He,.. uh… wan’s ya dead.” Papyrus mutters. No surprise there.

“Yea… no surprise there…” Everyone seems to… I left the only ones who didn’t… You pick up the cookie to finish it. The conversation is getting a little dark.

“These are really good.” You state, trying to lift the mood. Papyrus nods in agreement.

“Yea…” he trails off with another foreign smile. He furrows his brow for a second before relaxing.

“So, uh… you.. having a good day?” You ask tentatively. Stop being polite to the enemy! Papyrus flinches, and his eyelights flick downward.

“Err...Ya.. try’na... tease me? Er. somethn’..?” Papyrus asks awkwardly. You feel a bit bewildered, and… actually, no. you’re not surprised.

“No, sorry, just… uh, trying to, ya know, make small talk…” His cheekbones turn a faint dusty pink.

“Er… I’m a’kay….” He shifts on his feet. “You uh.. How’re you?”

“As good as I can be, I guess.” You chuckle lightly. Papyrus lets out a quiet, hoarse chuckle as he rubs his arm.

“‘Umans ‘re weird.” Papyrus mumbles.

“Yea... guess we kinda are.” Compared with his race, you are very weird. “You, wanna sit down?” You're a bit surprised he hadn’t done so sooner, with all those heavy books he’s holding, and all…

“Uh.. yea.” he sets his pile of books on the floor, picks up a paper bag off the top, and to your surprise, hands it to you. “Take this.” His face is on the verg of red. “Got it… before,..” He gestures over to the plate on the torture box. You nod, as he takes a notepad from his pocket, and a book, and sits on the pile. You open the bag to find two muffins.

“Can eat that, Got somethin’ need ta work on.” He opens the book, flipping through some of the pages.

“Did.. you want one?” You ask. He shakes his head. “Thanks, for everything.” You add. Papyrus bobs his head. You want to say more, But it’s obvious that he’s avoiding conversation. You sit back down and pick at one of the muffins ———————————————————————————————————

You finish your muffin. Papyrus has been studying those books for a while now, you think maybe about half an hour of silence has passed now. How old is he? Is he in some sort of monster school? Whatever, you’re bored. Whatever Papyrus is reading must be really interesting… it had to be more interesting than staring at the old wooden ceiling of this shed, anyway. You tiptoe over to Papyrus, and look over his shoulder.

“What’s that?” He jumps and closes the book, but not before you saw some of the oldish style writing and strange pictures. It looked like a diagram of some sort, but it was hard to tell from the quick glance. Papyrus looks over his shoulder and gives you a questioning look, he doesn’t look too impressed..

“Sorry.” You say, biting your lip. You look at the floor. Papyrus is about to say something before a chime from his pocket cuts him off. He curses under his breath, and stands, gathering the books.

“’ll be back.” And with that he disappears. Drat, When did the fire go out?

Coauthor Keziha-Chan

Inspiration Greenheartart

Go check ‘em out. 

[greenheartart]

Oh wow this is so good!  I can’t believe you wrote it that fast!  And you got the eerie mood just right too!  I imagine Rus to have a terrifying combination of patience and tenacity that would make him a terrible person to have following you and you captured it so well!  Aaaa!  ♥♥♥

Day 17 - Storm

Don’t expect bad weather to deter Mutt when he’s on the hunt.  He’s been looking for you ~

[keziha-writes]

Been a while since I posted one of these little comfort drabbles. 

Tis Uf!sans x reader of course.

Tis a short one but I hope you enjoy.

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The soft cold breeze rustles the evergreen leaves. You wrap his jacket around you tighter as you look out into the garden. From the back porch, you see the glistening lights carefully strewn over… pretty much everything, matching the stars above. You can't help but sigh, your breath a white puff of vapour. 

Now you feel his presence, you scrunch up hoping he won't notice you… but you know he's seen you, you feel his soft gaze.

He sits on the bench beside you leaning back getting comfy. 

"Hey." He whispers.

"Hey." You parrot back.

A moment of silence befalls you both, it's not quite an awkward one, more like. A needed silence.

You know he noticed you were missing from bed not long after you snuck out and you know he's just worried.

"So…" He hums. "You ok doll?" 

You only nod, still looking over the garden. 

"Kay... so like you come here often?" He chuckles. 

You let out a little giggle. "I live here silly." 

"On the porch? Man, that's rough." 

You roll your eyes but laugh a little all the same.

Then.

Another.

moment.

of.

quiet.

"Do... You wanna talk about it?" He then asks. 

You finally find the strength to look his way and all you can do is lean in and wrap your arms around him. 

"H-hey, it's gonna be ok." He holds you and pats your head softly.

You try not to soak him in tears. 

"Hey, It's okay to cry a little, heard it helps some." It's as if he read your mind.

Despite your best efforts, the water in your eyes take that invitation.

"Let it all out doll, you can tell me what's up after. It'll be ok I promise." He pulls you closer and gently rubs your back.

You cuddle up, he's so warm and you always feel so safe in his arms.

"I love you, sweetheart, you know that?" He mutters in your ear.

You nod. "I love you too Sans."

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I made blue prints of the School from my DCA fic ^-^

I made a Sims version which you can see here plus I info dumped on that post.

Our classes are so close uwu

Check out Of Playful Days and Silent Nights my teacher au dca fic.

The school is loosely based off the primary school I went to as a kid, keep in mind I don't live in the US so it might look a bit different from what you're used to.

The Nursery (pre k) that Sun runs takes kids aged 2-5.

Our class: 6-7.

Class 2: 8-9,

Class 3: 10-11.

(In my school we had 2 years/grades in each class, the older group would move up to the next class and a younger group would move in. Nursery was 2 years long but you could join nursery early for an extra year if your parents needed to work or they just felt you were ready.)

It's a really small primary school so I think each class has about 10-15 students but the nursery has 25 (two years worth plus some for the extra year)

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CHAPTER 7 Of Playful Days and Silent Nights IS OUT!!!!!!!

Why is Moon suddenly angry? What did you do to upset Sun? Were did everything go wrong? It's like it all happened over night.

Enjoy ^-^

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Of Playful Days and Silent Nights!

Chapter 1- The Robot Teacher?

The school isn't doing so well, it's old and low on staff, as a teacher here your running yourself ragged keeping it going. The headmaster (whom you dislike) decides a old animatronic from fazbear something or other, would make the perfect replacement for the nursery teacher who quit, oh and it's your responsibility now! it's so old it's probably haunted… it's… sorry he is surprising advanced for being such an old model. He's also full of many more surprises.

This is Part 2 Of Days and Nights! my fic series! (technically part 3 if you count the one shot collection which doesn't count rn XDD)

If you haven't read Fic 1 Of Sunny Days and Moonlit Nights (my blogs names sake) please go check that out! I highly recommend reading them in order but they can also be read as stand alone fics if you so wish. Or out of order idk that might be fun XD

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Advertising my fic a little. cuz I'll be releasing the first chapter to a sequel to this real soon.

Of Sunny Days and Moonlit Nights is My DCA x Reader fic set in the daycare around the time of the game. It's not quite Lore abiding but is cannon inspired.

Description: You worked at the Superstar daycare a year before they closed it down, then suddenly you get invited back? Obviously, you're excited to see your friends again, but have things changed after all this time? how have they been? and Why on earth did they even close the daycare in the first place? Will you get any answers? or only more questions?

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Human moon headcannons owo

Iah is deaf due to a lack of melanin in his ears. He's also mute. He has a note book to comunicate with others who don't know sign, don't worry you don't need to write in it he can lipread.

Iah knows BSL (British sign) and ASL (American sign)

Why both? Because I know BSL and Iah lives in Utah so cannonlogically he should know ASL (when I write him that's what he uses) but I'm hoping to draw maybe even animate him signing and BSL is the sign I know.

Iah's sign name is the sign for Moon. To sign moon in BSL you pinch your fingers together infront of you, open them as you swoop your hand in a crescent shape pinching again at the end to draw a 🌙.

Iah's sign name for Y/N is the sign for star. In BSL you hold your dominant fist up and open your hand then close it. ✊🖐✊

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Notions of a Madman... an aftermath.

I hope you don't mind @croissantlover24 I wrote a very little story of my version of an after story for your amazing fic Notions of a Madman. I needed jus a little more closure but I didn't change the outcome (unfortunately TwT) alt title notions of a sad man XD

Go read their story first SPOILERS AHEAD you have been warned! no actually this will probably ruin everything.

You didn’t forgive him…

How could you forgive him? He can’t even forgive himself. You just... just like that... no.. you can’t be gone… you can’t. Can you? Humans are just so fragile… he’d almost forgotten you were one of them, was that it? His mistake?

You… there was so much he wanted to show you, so many projects to work on with you, so many more times to make you jump… he loved teasing you like that... maybe he could have made you laugh one day? a real heartfelt laugh, or smile, if his machine worked you could have been happy as his assistant, forever.

He stares into the distances blankly as the ring of the monitor fills his robotic ears. 

Doctors and nurses rush in to do the last checks making sure there really was nothing they could do to reverse his fatal mistake and then they finally and officially pronounce your death.

Their looks of disgust usually unfazed him but... He didn't mean to… it really was an accident… no one will ever belive him, nor do they care... he didn't want to hurt you, he wasn't proud of this; And for once he wasn't fasinated by death or the blood and brains that had littered his Laboratory.

How on earth could he expect you to forgive him? 

Why couldn’t these useless doctors do their damn job right?! If he had more time, you could learn to forgive him, he could do more tests and fix his machine… everything could be ok? better then ok, it could be perfect.

If only he had done more tests to begin with. If only he had done more calculations. more work, something anything. If only you weren’t scared. If only you didn’t want to leave. If only... she hadn’t…

He scowls at the woman… her arms crossed like she both has no worries at all and the whole world weighing her shoulders down all at once. 

“This is your fault!” he screamed. “If YOU hadn’t scared them this would have never happened. They would still be here! They would still be mine."

“Keep telling yourself that.” she just turned and started walking. “It’s never an accident with you.” she mumbled as she left.

“IT WAS! FOR ONCE...for once it... It actually... it really was…” he sobbed.

If it wasn’t for the handcuffs holding him back he would have followed her and ripped her head off himself, it would be about time; he thought to himself. He should have tested that darn machine on her.

If only things went differently. 

The room was now empty, they had wheeled you out as he sat there cuffed to a chair that was bolted to the ground. As soon as your monitor went blank Vanessa and her officers had secured him down. He probably could just escape if he had the energy... the want.

You were his only friend. He would give everything to go back to the day you met, on that… was it a fall day? the sanguineous colored leaves falling from the trees… his stupid sign that actually worked… if he could do things just a little difrently... Wait! Next he could make a time machine and go back and fix it all!

No… Who is he kidding, where would he get the parts for that without his gullible little lamb? 

It took a moment but he’d actually given up. There was nothing else to do. No way to fix this.

Vanessa had all the evidence she needed... and had him transported to a high security prison where he could rot until the end of time. He would never forgive himself as long as you would never forgive him, and you were dead so how could he ever change your mind now? Unless? No you really were gone. He forgets that sometimes, a wish maybe or simply delusion, he sometimes belives he's still in his lab asking you to pass him this or fetch him that, maybe he really is a madman? or maybe he always was...

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CHAPTER 5 is out!!!!!!

Tis a fluffy sweet chapter, I hope you like your quicklime hot cocoa.

^-^

[ofsunnydays-and-moonlitnights]

CHAPTER 3!!!!!!!! Lets go!!!!!

I really hope you enjoy! We get to meet Moon this chapter!

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Y/N Of Sunny Days and Moonlit Nights

Here's our uniform for working in the daycare! Pretty cute! right? ^-^