#sunnydrop (mentioned)

[biblically-accurate-dca]

an experiment of mixing the style of their in game art with their biblically accurate appearance

[glambots]

I NEED NEED NEED RUINS ECLIPSE HEADCANONS. PLEASE. MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE.

I wasn't sure what sort of HCs you wanted, so I just did some general Relationship HCs! I hope that's okay! / w \)/

🎉Eclipse + Relationship!HCs:🎉

⭐He has a great memory! And he remembers everything about you--your full name, your birthday, your home address, your personal phone number, your--Oh! Don't worry, his lips are sealed! You'll never have to worry about anyone else knowing all that--just him! Well, and the company of course, but that's not as important.

⭐Sometimes, he's really good at reading a room! Sometimes...he is not. It depends on what sort of mood he's in. He's made more than a few "foot-in-mouth" comments (and very quickly realized what he said wrong milliseconds after he said it). It's honestly kind of endearing, realizing that even a super-complex AI can fumble their words.

⭐Still, out of the three of them, Eclipse is the one who's best at keeping your relationship hidden. Sun and Moon just...aren't nearly as subtle as they like to think they are. Eclipse at least has the wherewithal to keep his ogling and touching to a "strictly professional" minimum (in front of other people, anyway).

[shyywriter]

Playdate Trouble

Fandom - Five Nights at Freddy's (Security Breach)

Summary: Moon notices that Sun isn't quite himself. So, he decides to take matters into his own hands and tries to cheer him up.

Note: This is my first ever tickle fic, (so forgive me if it's not that great), and I've decided to write it about two of my favorite characters, ever. Sundrop and Moondrop from Security Breach. I've read a bunch of fics, of these two, and they've all been adorable. So, here's my attempt at it.

It was after hours, in the Pizzaplex, which meant that all of the animatronics were off, doing their own thing. They were all pretty grateful for this allowed free time, especially the Glamrocks, since performing for their guests, all day, could be pretty tiring. The only one who really wished that the day could last forever was Sunnydrop. The Daytime Daycare Attendant is quite boisterous and full of energy, so it was always sad, for him, to see the children go, and the daycare close. After hours was, probably, Sun's least favorite time of day, especially when everyone else was busy, and he had no one to play with. Moon, usually, likes to wander off, on his own. And, Eclipse takes this time to tidy things up, in their secret little room, behind the castle balcony. Not to mention, the Glamrocks would also be busy with their own things.

Right now, Sun was simply sitting on a bean bag, with his head in his hands, and a grumpy expression, on his faceplate. He was bored, and couldn't think of anything fun to do. He could go for a dive in the ball pit, or make some new puppets in Arts and Crafts. But, Sun has already done these things, a zillion times, and he wasn't quite in the mood for any of them. Just when Sun was starting to consider just heading over to his charge station, to power down for the night, he heard a deep, raspy chuckle, echo through the daycare. He looked up to see his twin, Moondrop, swimming through the air, on his wire. Sun sighed, sadly, as he watched his brother fly around, high up in the air. It looked like a lot of fun, and he always wanted to try it. But, the staff would never allow it since Sun was clumsy, and could often get, a little, carried away. They didn't want to risk him falling off, and getting hurt or damaged, badly.

Meanwhile, Moon had noticed Sun, sitting there, and decided to go and greet him. He lowered down and, once Moon reached the ground, his wire disconnected from his back loop and retracted back into the ceiling, leaving Moondrop free to walk around, on his own. Moon tiptoes over to Sun, with his wide grin, as he waves to him. "Hello, Sunny. Oh. Why so blue?", he said as he took notice of the Sun's grumpy look. Sun continues to sit there, hunched over with his head in his hands, as he looked down at the floor. "Oh, it's nothing." Moondrop tilted his head as he stared at Sun, his grin never faltering. It was clear to him that Sun wasn't feeling like, usually, cheery self, right now. It was, actually, quite odd to see him acting like this. Moon then steps in front of Sun, crouching down to look him, face to face. "Are you upset with me?" Sun's eyes go wide at the question, and he sits up, shaking his head, while looking at Moon, now. "No, of course not! I'm not upset at anybody. I'm just so...bored!"

Moon blinked as he stared at Sun. "Bored?" Sun sighs as he leans back in the beanbag chair, resting his cheek on his fist, as he looked off to the side. "Yeah, bored. There's never anything to do, when all the little sunshines go home. No one to play with." Moondrop looked down, in thought. Does this happen, often? Does Sun always get this way, when the Pizzaplex closes. Now, Moon was starting to feel, a bit, guilty. He would always go off on his own, not actually spending that much time with his brother. He never knew that Sun was this lonely. Moon then sat down next to Sun, looking over at him, with a sad grin. "Well. I could play with you. If that's what you want." Sun turned to look at Moon, with a surprised expression. But then, he frowned before looking back away. "No, no. That's okay, Moony. I know that you'd rather do something else." Sun didn't want his brother to feel obligated to do this, if he really didn't want to. After all, Moon didn't always like doing the same things that Sun did. And, who was he to force his brother out of his comfort zone. Moondrop frowned, as well, as he put his hand on Sundrop's shoulder. "But, I DO want to play with you." Sun didn't even respond as he continued to sit there, looking down, sadly. Moon started to look worried as he stared at Sun. He didn't like seeing Sun, this way. He had to think of something to put a smile back on Sun's face.

Moon thought to himself, trying to come up with something fun that they could do, together. "We could play hide and seek", he said, turning to Sun with a hopeful look. Sun, however, didn't seem excited by that idea, at all. "I don't really feel like playing hide and seek, right now." Moon frowned, trying to think of something else. "We could...visit Gator Golf. Monty loves to teach golf." Sun still showed no signs of excitement. "I'm not in the mood for golf, either. Besides, Monty's busy polishing is golf clubs." Moon huffed to himself, determined to find something that would spark Sun's interest. He looked down, on the floor, when he suddenly spotted something, out of the corner of his eye. It was a pink, fluffy, feather, simply just sitting there on the floor. It must have come from Arts and Crafts. Moon picked up the feather, eyeing it, with a raised eyebrow. He looked, back and forth, between the Sun and the feather, before an idea pops into his head, causing him to perk up. Moon then smiled, deviously, as he glanced over at Sun, speaking in a sing-song voice. "Oh, Sunny~" Sun hadn't even noticed the feather that Moon was holding, yet, since he was still faced the other way. "Hm?" Moon took this to his advantage as he, sneakily, scooted closer to Sun, still grinning, mischievously. "I know something we can do. Something very fun~"

Sun, still not bothering to look over at Moon, continues to sit there, sadly, not sounding too enthusiastic. "Oh, yeah? What's that?" Moondrop's evil grin widens as he approaches Sun, getting closer. "It's called..." Then, once the opportunity was there, Moon grabbed Sun, causing him to let out a startled yelp, before he uses one hand to raise Sun's arms above his head. "The Tickle Sunny Game." Then, before Sun could process what was happening, he jumps and squeals, upon feeling Moon start to tickle under his arm, with the feather. Sun, immediately, bursts into laughter and giggles, as he kicks and squirms around, trying to free his arms. "AAH! AAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAIT, WAHAHAHAIT! MOHOHOHOHOONY!" Moondrop chuckles, deviously, as he wiggles the feather around in Sun's underarm, making sure to get at all of those sensitive wires. "Oh, look at that. You're smiling, again." Sundrop continues to buck and writhe around, squealing and laughing from the feather's soft touch. "EEK! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHO, STOHOHOHOOP! THAT-THAHAHAT TIHICKEHEHEHEHELS!"

Moon smirks as he watches Sun wiggle and giggle underneath the feather. He feels a sense of pride wash over him, finally getting Sunny out of his funk of being bored and sad. "It does? Really?", Moon teases, as he trails the feather down to Sun's side. He then starts to wiggle the feather on that spot, hoping to get a similar reaction. "What about here? Does it tickle, here, too?" Sun lets out another squeal as his laughter goes up, a pitch. It tickled even worse, actually. But, there was nothing he could do about it, with his brother holding his arms up.

"OH, NOOOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE! MOHOHOONY, PLEHEHEHEHEEEASE!"

Sun, honestly, couldn't believe how ticklish he was. He knew that he was programed with advanced emotions and sensitivity, as a means of being able to connect with the children. But, he didn't know that meant he would also be unbearably ticklish. Moon giggles along with Sun, enjoying the sound of his laughter. He doesn't let up, one bit, and continues his ticklish onslaught, not stopping until he's gotten Sunnydrop back to his bright and happy self. "Hehehe! What's the matter, Sunny? Aren't you having fun, yet? Tickle, tickle, tickle~"

The teasing only makes Sun laugh harder, as he tries to squirm out of the feather's reach, while still tugging at his arms. However, it was no use, as Moon was constantly following Sun's movements, with the feather. "OHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, STOHOHOHOP! THIS ISN'T FUHUHUHUHUN! THIS IS TOHOHORTUHUHURE!" Moon lets out an amused chuckle. It was obvious that Sun was fibbing. It was clear, as day, that Sun was enjoying himself. "Torture? Don't be silly. You're loving this." Moon then decides to tease Sun, a bit, slowly dragging the feather towards his belly. Sunny let's out more, high-pitched, giggles, unable to help the giddiness welling up, inside him. He watches, with a nervous grin, as the feather travels, closer and closer, to his tummy. Moondrop grins, evilly, as he continues to drag the feather, at a, painfully, slow pace. He then pauses right at Sun's belly, building up the anticipation...before he, suddenly, drops the feather and instead uses his fingers to tickle Sun's belly, relentlessly. Sun, practically, shrieks before he bursts into a fit of uncontrollable cackles. He definitely wasn't expecting that, and was not, at all, prepared for it.

"AAAAHHAHAAAHAHAHAHAA! NOHOHOHOHO! YOHOU BIHIHIHIG BUHUHUHULLY!" Moondrop chuckles, mischievously, as he skitters his fingers all over Sundrop's tummy, making it twitch and squirm. "Oh, I'm a bully, am I? Well, maybe, I shouldn't stop, then. Kitchy, Kitchy, Koo~" Sun continues to squeal and cackle, his heart out, as Moondrop continues to torment his poor, ticklish, belly. Moon then pokes at Sun's tummy dent, trying to find out what spots will get the best reactions. Sun yelps, in response, as he let's out a roar of funny laughter.

"KHKKKEEEHEHEHEHE! AHA-NAAHAAHAHAHAHAHA! *SNORT*"

Moon pauses at the noise he just heard. Did Sunny just? Moon smirks at Sun, with a raised eyebrow, before he pokes at his tummy dent, again. "What was that? Are you a piggy, now? Well, no wonder you like to squeal."

Sun continues to cackle and snort, absolutely hysterical. He can feel his systems heating up, as Moondrop continues to torment his tummy and dent. As much as he was having fun, he couldn't take much more. So, he decided to call it quits.

"NOHOHO! *SNORT* MOONY, STAHAHAP IHIHIT! HEHE-*SNORT*-HEHEHOHOKAY! OHOHOKAY, YOU WIN! IHIHI GIVE UHUHUHUP! *SNORT* UNCLE, UHUHUHUNCLHLHLHLE! *SNORT*"

Moondrop grins, victoriously, as he giggles at Sun's attempt to surrender. "Hmmm. Oh, alright." After giving his belly one last tickle, for good measure, Moon, finally, lets Sun go. Sun slumps over, on the beanbag chair, going limp, as he let's out a sigh of relief. He pants and wheezes, trying to catch his breath, still giggling, a bit. Moondrop grins down at his exhausted brother, as he watches him catch his breath. Now, THIS was the Sunny he knew and loved. Smiling and giggling, without a care in the world. Moon smiles as he pats Sun, on the head. "There. Now, wasn't that fun?" Sun, barely, managed to sit back up, still trying to recover from that tickle attack. His smile never left, as he turned to look at Moon. He felt a lot better, now. In fact, he couldn't even remember what he was sad about. "Oho, my goodness. I think my systems are crashing." After he, finally, managed to recover, Sun smiles, warmly, at Moon. He seems grateful for that "bonding time" they had just gotten to spend, with each other. "Thanks, Moony. That really was a fun game!" Moondrop grins, softly, at his brother. He then, suddenly, yawns, feeling himself start to feel drowsy. "You're welcome." Sundrop yawns, as well, also feeling pretty drained. The two animatronics then lay down, with each other, on the beanbags. They smile as they let themselves relax, feeling peaceful. Though, before they let themselves rest, Sun looks over at Moon, with a sheepish grin on his face. "Hey, Moony?" Moon, who's starting to go into rest mode, shifts his head towards Sun's. "Yes, Sunny?" Sun smiles, shyly, as he continues to look over at Moon. "Do you think we could...play that game, more often?" Moondrop chuckles and smiles, sleepily, as he rests his head against Sundrop's. "We can play, whenever you want." Sundrop smiles as he rests his head, as well. The two of them, both, close their eyes, as they go into rest mode, feeling happy and contented. Long story short, after discovering his new, favorite game, after hours had, actually, became Sunnydrop's favorite time of day. And, Moondrop's, too.

[stunning-eclipse]

So... DID and the Daycare Attendant.

I don't think I need to do an introduction to everyone's favorite Daycare Attendant, so I'm going to start this off with a description of DID and what it's like to live with it, because I in fact have it!

DID is a weird case. It's both easy and hard to live with. My alters have saved my life in some cases, and they've made me have some strained relationships as well. One moment I'm here, then one positive/negative trigger later and I'm gone and someone else is piloting this fleshy mech. I have around 20 alters, some with names, some unnamed, some fictives, some ordinary people. But funnily enough, I have two fictives that take after Sun and Moon (named Sunnydrop and Moon respectively). They're both friendly, at least Moon is nowadays, but they've been around for a long time.

A positive or negative trigger is whenever something happens that brings an alter to front. Music, games, voices, people, etc can all be triggers for an alter to front, as well as trauma or distress which are typically referred to as negative triggers. We'll get back to that later when we talk about the lights off and Sun and Moon's positive triggers.

So! How about we get into why Sun and Moon (and Eclipse) are positive DID representation!

Here's why the Daycare Attendant is a great representation of DID!

First off, I want to regard the whole "Moon is an evil alter" thing. While yes, we are led to believe that he is indeed evil, there are a few interesting things about him that still make him excellent as representation. Remember how I said my alter Moon is friendly nowadays? Yeah, well not all alters are friendly off the bat and they can be quite aggressive based on whichever trauma they are defending you from. My alter Moon defends me from my abandonment trauma and trusts no one, and therefore can get really aggressive and even violent towards people. Not all alters are going to be friendly, and while I'm not saying they'll just be murderous killers looking for the thrill of a hunt, they can be mean. Really mean.

Now I wanna get into the smaller bits. When someone with DID is going through a switch, it's not as easy as "oh well he's gone now say hi to this other guy." It can be that easy on occasion, but most of the time it is a slow and painful process. Migraines, fighting for control for minutes on end... just like how Sun and Moon react. Moon mentions his gears are grinding in his head when trying to hold off Sun, not only having a fight for control, but a migraine as well. We can also see Sun struggle with the same pain in the base game when you turn the lights off.

You can also tell the two know each other pretty well. Sun never refers to Moon by name, but it's very clear he sees him as a threat and has seen the stuff Moon has done while fronting. This is called co-fronting. When someone is still conscious and watching whatever the alter is doing while they're fronting, that's when they are co-fronting. And in Ruin, you can see they are co-fronting the entire segment. Moon also refers to Sun by name plenty, meaning they are both aware of each other and really aren't fond of not being in control of the body.

Their pronoun usage of we and us is also incredibly accurate!! When I'm dissociating, I will refer to myself as we and us due to not being the only one fronting and sometimes being unsure of who's actually in control in the moment. Sun seems to do that plenty whenever he's distressed, alluding to Moon being present or trying to front in the moment. And once Moon's positive trigger is used, aka the lights being off, he can finally assume control. It does seem like Moon has stress as another positive trigger due to Sun's usage of plural pronouns but that's more of a theory than anything concrete, so I'll move on.

Here's my favorite part... Man, Sun and Moon are very similar. Scarily so. When someone has alternate personalities, they will all share some minor similarities. Queen and I share the same germophobia, Sunnydrop and I are both artists, Moon and I both have social anxiety. Etc etc. In the case of Sun and Moon, they both are very energetic and can't stand still. They bounce side to side or move in very eccentric ways. They both have an innate need to clean up, showing a sign of hating things being messy. They both tend to laugh a lot, have similar vocal inflictions, and even growl their words (listen to Sun in Help Wanted 2, he growls so much.) They both respect not going behind the desk, and supposedly want the kids to be safe and well assuming Moon is indeed hacked and not evil from the start. They both rock the jester aesthetic too which, sure they're dressed like them but, they sure do act like clowns. In the end, the two are strangely similar outside of one of them being obsessed with killing you.

Finally... let's talk about Eclipse. Eclipse is a third alter and very similar to a fusion between the two jesters. Calm and collected, while also remaining protective and very clean-centric, Eclipse is... very clearly the "host" alter of the three. An alter that is a mixture of the others? Yeah, very clearly, he is the host, so the main personality that primarily controls the body. Meaning Sun and Moon are both alters, making Sun a positive friendly alter! Don't see those in media very often, huh? Also, the fact there's three of them makes me incredibly happy, I always see DID represented by just one alter present. But there's three! Not a realistic number by any means, but it's better than one.

So... yeah!!! That's my basic run-through of how the Daycare Attendant is a positive representation of DID! If I missed anything or if you guys have questions, please shoot me a message or comment and I'd love to answer questions! Thanks for reading if you did! We appreciate it!

[nexerist]

Heyyyyy, so I got into writing since work hasn't given me time to actually work on my art. It will soon be resolved in a few weeks, then back to posting more often. I am making a comic again and almost done with it so I don't promise projects that won't come.

Enough about me, and let's get to you! This is a thunderstorm comfort I wrote a while back on AO3 and forgot to post it here. My collection is called Nebula Kisses. This one-shot can be seen as platonic or romantic, next one is more on the romance side but still can be platonic if you wish. But so I don't clog your feed, I'll post the next chapter tomorrow or later but within the week!

I also apologize for the weird formatting, this was written on my phone during the time so I don't have the fancy indents or proper grammar check.

Thank you for sticking around with my inconsistencies, I wish I had more time.

So much love,

Nexi

Breath |Sun/Moon x Scared!Reader|

[Power had gone out, leaving Sun and Moon to look for you in the dark. However, you are absolutely horrified of thunderstorms.]

The daycare was lit up during the town wide blackout. The rumbling generators along with the constant loop of the daycare music, Sunnydrop was busy awaiting got his favorite visitor. Who might that be, well none other than the security guard who is ordered to look out for the lobby, green rooms, and of course, the daycare. Y/N is what they call themselves, which Sunny really liked that when they mentioned it to him, he walked around repeating it like a song.

But they were late, a half hour late. He taps his foot impatiently, he checks the attendance and sees that they did clock in. What were they doing? Did they get lost? It's impossible to miss his big daycare! Surely you didn't forget either, his lovely face was everywhere, that had to remind you to check on him.

A quiet rumble of the storm outside rang through the building. According to the weather, it was going to be a rough and long storm ahead. Heard it was going to last until morning.

Sun, getting impatient, decided to look for them himself. Feeling confident, he takes his long strides to the daycare door, his hand reaching for the door knob. He felt himself pause for just a moment. He hasn't really left daycare, not that he can't leave, but it was risky. Last time he left was to take care of that rulebreaker and set up some banned signs around Kids Cove, but that was the furthest he went in a very long time. Sun was still very angry about it, but it did reopen the daycare after Freddy left. So maybe he should forgive him? Nah, he needs to apologize first.

Sun shakes his head, he was getting off track. He opens the daycare door, mind back on his mission. To find his Starshine. He takes his long strides, making sure to stay near the light and flashing signs. The easy part was now over as he got to the entrance door that faced the slide back into his daycare.

As soon as he opened the door with great confidence, he saw that is was pitch black. Maybe his friend did get lost, with this darkness and no flashlight, it would be nearly impossible to find him! Not taking into consideration of muscle and location memory. He felt Moon stirring from inside.

“Moon, sorry to wake you up from your nap. Our dear friend is missing and I had hope to do it myself! But uh... Looks like I can't do much.” He spoke aloud. Silence rang through his head, awaiting for his alter ego to speak.

Moon was recently having a fit, and not talking. This happened since Eclipse disappeared into the arcade cabinet when he was playing that discount floppy bird game. Moon had tried to get him out by playing the game, but something happened to him too. He became mostly unresponsive, giving out short phrases or sentences.

Sun would hear his alter giggle, which relieved Sun that Moon was at least in a good mood. Sun takes in a false breath of courage and walked into the dark. If he could close his eyes, he would've. The familiar pain in his face shocked through him, making him grab at it. He feels his rays click into his head on at a time, unlocking his chest compartment which his infamous hat was held in. It started from his fingers, the oranges and silver turned to white and blue.

Sun felt himself pull back and release control. He now stood outside and watched Moon take his hat and place it up on his head. Moon crouched down and stretches his legs, then start crawling on the floor towards the wall. Sun, not wanting to be alone, would do his best to follow.

“Little Star has gone missing.” Is what Moon would say before climbing up the wall and opening a vent to crawl through. He started to giggle and cackle, it echoing through the building and alerting that Moon was out early. The glamrocks retreating to their green rooms as to not go to parts and services.

*×*×*×*×*×*

You had entered the building on time, rarely ever late. Today has been storming hard, the rain pattering hard on the glass of the lobby entrance. Things were up and normal, doing your normal tasks. Checked stock, picked up any lost and found items to either throw away or await for the owner to come in the next day to pick it up. As you head into lost and found, that was when you heard it. It started as a small rumble before the sky roared a building shaking thunder, knocking the power out.

You have always been afraid of thunder since you were young. Not that you could explain it to anyone without the fear of being made fun of for a childish fear. It wasn't childish to you, it was real, the sense of dread and fear that paralyzed you proved it. You drop to the floor, staying as close to the ground as you could. If you could just find your flashlight, you had to crawl around a bit to then heard another rumble.

It took your breath away, your hands shaking as you retrieve the flashlight. Trying to find some solace in the light, you put your thumb on the switch and pushed up. Click. Click-click. Nothing. The flashlight, so cheap that it doesn't even last a hour with full charge, was dead and the charging stations were down. You were in the dark, the loud storm rattling the outside shutter doors, making it very loud and overwhelming.

You grab a blanket from the shelf and put it over you and your head. It just felt safer when surrounded by the soft fabric. Peaking through the opening, you hesitantly get on your feet again. You still had a job to do, but it was going to be slower. You would like your paycheck still and you knew how stingy the company was, taking your panic and finding a way to no pay you.

You would manage to get out of lost and found in the dark. On your way out, a little glow in the dark Monty was resting in a stroller. It must've been left behind but picking it up, it still had its tag and security pin. Rather, someone tried to steal it. It did produce light, enough to get around at least. However, these toys don't glow in the dark for too long. Got maybe, a solid twenty minutes? It's been dark for five, so fifteen. You did your best to scamper to the green rooms and peak around.

You arrive and you see the famous glamrocks interacting with each other. Monty with Roxy and Chica, heading back towards their respective rooms. Monty had taken over as temporary lead as they remade a new Freddy. They did have to use the scraped Mr. Hippo glamrock to fill the fourth spot. Your train of thought was cut off as another loud crash of thunder rang through the building. You huddle against a corner and put the blanket over your head again.

“Why... Why now... Why can't you come when it was after work...” You mutter as you croutch down and felt tears prick your eyes. Another crash finally made you crack, you try to hold back your tears but they started to stream down your face. All you felt was dread, paralyzing fear that. You wanted to scream in fear but that would reveal your fear. You try to be fearless, not let anything bother you. When you first met Sun and Moon, they were rather surprised that you approached them. You had a fascination with how they acted and looked. It was endearing, when you took the time to watch them and interact that even under their rough attitude and words, they were lonely.

Lonely.

Another crash, you were shaking and on the ground. Hands over your ears and a quiet sobbing from your blanket shell. You were too scared to notice the vent opening and the giggling of a certain jester. One with the Moon rather than the sun. The jester made his round, single red eye darting around to find something. Then he hears the sobbing, unfamiliar to his sensors. Crawling over, he finds the shaking blanket of which the sobbing came from. When he lifted the blanket that was when he saw you. Your glow in the dark Monty plush was almost out of glow, leaving you in almost pure darkness.

Moon was all you saw now, his eye lit up the small space. He tilts his head in confusion.

“Why is Little Star hiding? No monsters are here, just Moon” He spoke, unsure to react to the crying. You quickly wipe your face and sniffle, putting up your strong front.

“Cause uhh, I was playing a game..?” You made it sound more like a question than an answer. Of course, it was a lie, so Moon leaned closer.

“Then why cry? Liar, liar I hate liars. Speak truth.” Moon wipes a tear from your cheek. But as you go to answer, the loudest crash of thunder lands. It shook the building again, making the lights flicker and power back off. You yelp and cling onto Moon. You try to get as close as you could, fingers slipping a tad just for you to scramble to get your grip. You breathing escalated and felt the verge of hyperventilation. You weren't expecting anything from Moon, never was the touchy one unlike Sun who couldn't stop having tiny touches and bumps.

But you then felt mechanical arms wrap around you. He sat down and pulled you onto his lap, cradling you close to him. He gently rocks back and fourth, winding his broken chest music box. He was taking nap time protocol with some modifications. His broken music box plays a soft tune, though in some places it wobbled.

“Breathe. Deep breaths. It will be okay..” Moon whispers. You try to follow his instructions, still freaking out. Your shaking breath and hiccups try to find a rhythm. Moon rests his blue hand and rubs gently up and down your back. It was slow. “Breathe in..” He whispers, his hand gliding up slowly, helping you follow. You take a shuttering breath in, slow like his hand. It stops, in which you held your breath. “Breathe out...” His hand runs back down and you sigh out. It was then looped

Moon would then carry you, you holding onto him with your legs around his thin waist, him with a arm under you and one on your back to keep the rhythm going. He adjusted the blanket to keep it over your head.

He arrives back to the door of the daycare, avoiding the light, he hooked his arm around the wall to find the light switch to turn off the lights. He finds it and flicks it off, hearing the buzzing electricity stop. He peeks in to make sure and then walks in. He takes the long way around and gets inside the daycare. He would have the fly hook attach to his back and he glides over to his and Sun's tower.

“... Moon..? Why are we here..?” You asked, hearing the rumble again and wincing at the noise. Moon would hold you close as he goes back to crawling. He crawls through a small hole off to the side and see that it was a small hiding place. There was boxes, drawings, a mattress with a few pillows. There was also an arcade cabinet in the corner with the screen busted.

“Hide away, storm won't follow here.. Safe here..” He crawls onto the mattress and lays you next to him. The rumbles of the storms were dampened, making it barely audible. With the help of Moon's music box as well, he pets your head.

“... Thank you.” You mumble out, only for Moon respond with a fake click of his tongue. He giggled a bit and curled up around you, his legs are under yours, making you rest yours on top of his. You both cuddle up under the blanket, Moon rubbing your back to keep the deep breath rhythm.

A very loud roar of the sky fills the room, and you both tense up and huddle. A few more tears fall and Moon quickly wipes them away. It was the first time you would ever see Moon have a slight shake in his hand. He was afraid too, of thunder and storms. He was able to repress his fear as his tip top priority was to make sure you were okay first. But he felt as if he needed to keep up this false confidence that you could remain calm.

You mimic his movements, running your hand on his back in a soothing motion.

“Breathe...” You both say at the same time. You get as close as you two could and comforted each other. Moon pecks the top of your head. He felt safe with you, and you felt safe with him. For someone as reclusive as Moon, this was a good bonding experience that neither of you would forget.

[funbonded]

Exist  for  him  to  love.  Funfred  WISHED  he  could  ever  carry  such  a  sentiment.  He  couldn't  be  that  innocent...he'd  never  be  that  innocent  again.  Funfred's  days  of  nativity  had  dissipated  decades  ago  four  decades  ago  to  be  exact.  It  was  dead.  

❝  What  kind  of  question  is  that?❞  He  tried  to  be  dismissive  about  it.  Averting  those  pale  blues  eyes  of  his.  How  could  he  look  at  the  celestial  right  now.  It...it  hurt.  Sun  was  making  that  quite  hard,  gripping  onto  the  animatronic  panda's  hand  that  way.  His  only  hand.  He  debated  jerking  it  away.  He's  not  used  to  this.  Having  to  confront  his  problem  that  is.

❝  Don't  ask.  You  don't  want  the  answer.❞

❝   That's   not      ...      you   exist   because   you   exist.      You   exist   for   me   to   love.   ❞  

The   words   stumble   out   of   the   thin   animatronic's   mouth   almost   immediately.      As   if   that's   the   issue   here,   not   the   killing   thing.         (   As   if maybe   he   ALREADY   KNEW   about   the   killing   thing.      As   if   maybe   he's   not   as   oblivious   as   he   acts.      As   if   maybe   he   let   himself   let   that   knowledge   go.   )  

His   hands   tighten   around   Funtime   Freddy's,   gripping   tightly,   afraid   that   at   any   moment   the   other   might   pull   away.      Yet   try   as   he   might,   he   can't   pretend   not   to   know   this   time.      Not   when   it's   told   to   him   so   straightforwardly,   so   simply.      Kill,   kill,   KILL.      He   feels   so   STUPID.      Of   course   this   day   would   come.      You   can't   ignore   the   truth   forever.

❝   Have   you      ...      since   we've   known   each   other   ??      You   know ...   recently   ??   ❞

[monty-glasses-roxy]

Do you have any evidence of Roxy playing with the plushes in her room? Mostly because I would like to see it

Okay so I don't have like. The most concrete evidence in the world here, I'm mostly just looking at the environment and thinking about what it says about the characters and stuff. With that said, I'm also not the only one that noticed this (can't remember where I've seen people mention it before but I know I've seen this around a few times in fics and posts and stuff) so I dunno take this as you will

The idea Roxy plays with her plushies comes maingly from how the plushies in her room are arranged and a little from how her plushies are in the most random ass places sometimes. I don't know if there's more locations than the ones I'm about to show you because I don't have the game and can't just wander around looking for them, but here's what I know for sure!

First, Roxy's room!

Roxy's room is the only one of all four rooms on Rockstar Row to have the plushies arranged somewhat properly and not just left strewn about the place. Most importantly though, some of them are placed in ways that make it look like they're doing something. Here's the screenshots of all the ones in there:

So there's two sat nicely against the base of the kids motorbike ride, with one looking out the window and one looking towards the vanity table. Then there's one sat at a racing arcade cabinet as if it's playing it. There's two laid on the couch like they're taking a nap or just relaxing. There's one on the table either watching the one playing the game or maybe doing some imaginary other thing. There's another on the table, lying face up with a bunch of wrenches, a little shampoo bottle and a helmet so small it's the perfect size for the plushie next to it. Then you have one plushie driving the go-kart and running over another plushie from behind.

Yeah, the ones on the couch might be a little bit of a stretch, but some of these just kinda make it look like Roxy intentionally put them there to display them or to set a scene up. Like the table could be a pretend parts and services or something, hence why ones lying on its back with all the wrenches and stuff. They all just seem a lot less randomly placed, ya know? I think it's pretty cute ngl!

And then you have the Roxy plushies in weird places! Here are the ones I noticed (again, I don't have the game so these are screenshotted from videos I found):

Gonna quickly explain this one by saying I misremembered it a little bit, but it's still relevant. This random little room in the loading docks area, with nothing but a Sunnydrop poster, a staffbot staring at the door and two wet floor bots, has the Glam Roxy plush collectible in it. Bit of a weird placement given Roxy is literally never in this area to my knowledge and this is typically Chica's territory, so it makes me wonder what the hell it's doing in this werid ass room. An old idea was that Chica was playing with the plushies one day and stuck her in Gay Baby Jail or something.

Though, now I'm looking at it, if Roxy put it there, you could see it as leaving a plush down there to keep these guys company or for them to protect her or somethig? I dunno. A bit sad if she put herself in Gay Baby Jail though lmao but anyway...

This one is located in the Kid's Cove boat! I'm pretty sure that aside from the Golden Sunny plush and regular Moon plushie collectibles, this is the only plushie in Kid's Cove. Which is to say this is the only plushie I noticed that was actually visible. Given the light from the left is from a TV screen playing nothing but static (what's up with that??), this plushie was having a movie night or something. Or someone's living in the Cove. Or Roxy's made herself a secret hideout in the Cove. I dunno, but you see how the little drinks can is within the plushie's reach and all the... maybe sweets near its feet? I dunno whats going on with the shoes and the tiny Roxy mask, maybe there was a dress-up thing going on, who knows? I dunno if this is Cassie's secret hideout and she was playing with a Roxy plushie but regardless! This is a weird ass place for a Roxy plushie when everything else around there is Sunny and Moon themed!

Oh yeah and there's also another itty bitty helmet off screen to the right. Maybe the story is that this Roxy was driving the boat but it sunk or something? I dunno. I'm convinced those tiny helmets are for the plushies or some other toy cause there's a height limit on the go-karts they are not letting babies drive go-karts lmao

These two are in the dressing room style area thing of the Superstar Theatre. There's a good few plushies dotted around here but look! The one on the right is keeping the endo company! :)

Anyway, I don't know where the others are. I know there's a good few of her plushies just fucking everywhere in weird places and someone had to put them there, right? Her room having them all arranged like that is the only reason I would think Roxy's putting her own plushies everywhere though. I just think it's kinda cute that they usually seem very deliberately placed there by someone and given the whole murder scene going on in her room, Roxy seems the most likely culprit lmao

[celestial-robots]

Finding Equinox

A Sun & Moon X Reader Story

Chapter Four: In Opposition

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Word Count: 6125

Summary: You never expected to get so attached to an animatronic—or pair of animatronics, whichever was more correct. But now that you are, might as well try to help Sun and Moon out, right? Sun’s happy to hear that, but Moon’s going to be a bit more difficult to deal with.

Author’s Note: Welp. New chapter, I guess. Only two weeks after posting the last one. I’ve been fueled by all the FNAF news that started up the day after I got back into the fandom XD But I’m happy I’m getting back into this, hopefully these chapters can come out with some regularity now that I’ve started writing again :)

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The next day, you woke up extra late and spent most of your time before work looking up information about the Pizzaplex’s daycare on the Internet. You didn’t expect to find much. With how successful Fazbear Entertainment was, despite having a literal ton of bad rumors about them, you figured they were pretty good at covering things up. But hey, it was worth a shot.

You started with the most unreliable narrator: the official YouTube channel for the local Mega Pizzaplex. Because of course it had an official YouTube channel. Of course it did. You opened up YouTube in an incognito window—because if you didn’t, YouTube would start recommending corporate channels to you—and found the channel. From there, you searched for “daycare.”

With YouTube being what it was, the results brought up anything including the word “daycare” even once. But the first three videos were the only ones with “daycare” in their titles: The Superstar Daycare is Now Open for Business at Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex! The Superstar Daycare is Temporarily Closed at Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex Introducing Lock-In Nights at the Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizzaplex Superstar Daycare!

Whoever ran this YouTube channel was not good at titling videos.

You opened all three videos in different tabs and looked at the dates they were posted. According to these, the daycare was opened about three years ago, with special Lock-In Nights becoming a thing a couple months later. The Daycare was “temporarily” closed nine months ago. Interesting.

Settling down in a more comfortable position in your desk chair, you opened up the notebook you’d found to write stuff down in. It was a sketchbook with a cool, space-themed cover that you bought for an art class but hadn’t even gotten close to filling up. Might as well use it for this. You grabbed a pencil and started watching the videos in the order they were released.

They turned out to be short, three-to-five-minute animations done in the same style as the candy ads all over the daycare area. In fact, most of the videos were advertising the Sunnydrop and Moondrop candies. Even the one about the Lock-In Nights, which was supposed to be an ad for a different service, spent about half the runtime reminding the viewers that the Sunnydrops and Moondrops were “perfect for kids of all ages!” Which you highly doubted, but that wasn’t important.

What was important was what the videos said about Sun and Moon. Most of it confirmed what Sun said last night; Sun was supposed to take care of the kids and play with them most of the time, and Moon was supposed to look after them during the two scheduled Naptimes (at 9am and 3pm). They seemed to be pretty much in charge of all daycare activities, with no mention of any human staff. Then again, maybe the human staff just couldn’t fit into an attention-grabbing three-to-five-minute time frame.

Then there were the Lock-In Nights. They were advertised as “sleepovers at the Mega Pizzaplex!” where the kids could spend all night hanging out with their favorite animatronic characters! Clearly, they were no longer running, or you would have heard about it. But when they did run, they took place from Saturday nights to Sunday mornings, with the main sleeping area being in the daycare but leaving the kids (mostly) free to wander the Pizzaplex. As Sun said, Moon seemed to be in charge of these, with the video taking great care to explain how he would keep the kids safe. In fact, that came up a lot in the Naptime segment of the last video, too. Moon keeping children safe. Was that his job? Or...was it supposed to be, at least?

The video about the daycare closing didn’t offer much information. In fact, it was frustratingly vague. It reminded you of all the news Fazbear put out a month ago saying the Pizzaplex would be closed for “maintenance” reasons. Which you were starting to doubt. Fazbear’s main way of ignoring incidents must be dancing around the subject.

With that, you turned to your second-best source of information: looking for lawsuits against Fazbear Entertainment. They were known for their suits, most of which were based around accidents. Yet, despite hearing a lot about Fazbear getting sued, there was hardly any news coverage of the suing. Or at least, reliable news coverage that wasn’t biased towards the company. This would have to take some digging. Digging that you, unfortunately, didn’t have time for due to your late waking.

But just before it was time to leave for your shift, you found something that might be helpful. After carefully phrasing your search request, you found a small, seemingly legitimate article about complaints at the Mega Pizzaplex. There was a long, detailed list of subjects, but you quickly found the section featured around the daycare. The complaints started out small—mostly parents talking about how scary the Daycare Attendant was, particularly the Naptime Attendant. Yeah, that made sense. But then it became more concerning. Kids with scrapes and bruises, parents with more serious injuries...and then came the missing persons reports. You’d heard about people going missing in the Pizzaplex’s vicinity, but you’d always sort of doubted their legitimacy. Mostly because you lived within an hour’s drive of the place and seen nothing. But...well, it was different reading the multiple reported disappearances.

The list had links to other articles, but you didn’t have time to check them out. You bookmarked the webpage and quickly scanned the list of daycare complaints one more time. Most of them were about Moon, either directly or because something happened during Naptime or a Lock-In Night, but there were a few talking about Sun as well. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t surprised to see those. Sun was so nice. But...well, he was a little touchy-grabby. Maybe he got carried away a few times.

You could ask him about that later.

The Pizzaplex was even more empty tonight than it was last night. Thursdays must not be that busy. Your FazWatch didn’t ping! the moment you clocked in, which lent more credence to that theory. Well, if you weren’t going to be immediately slammed with tasks, maybe you had time to stop by the daycare and talk to Sun. You began hurrying across the front lobby.

“Oh hey! New kid!”

You stopped immediately, silently cursing the fact that you waited even a little bit to put on your headphones. Now you had to go through small talk when you had plans. Your first task of the night was steadily approaching! You didn’t have time for interruptions! But it was too late. You pulled up your emergency face mask to hide your scowl, and turned around. “Oh, uh...hey. Sorry, what was your name again?”

“Seth. Don’t worry about it.” It was the same security guard from last night, the man with auburn hair. He gave you a friendly smile. “In a hurry, huh?”

“Haha, yeah. You know...got those tasks...and stuff.”

“Yeah, I do. You know, I was on general staff duty at a different Fazbear location before I got transferred here,” Seth said casually.

“Oh really?” You replied politely, while mentally scrambling for a way out of this conversation.

“Yeah, nothing this big, but it was a decently sized place. I worked my way up to supervisor, and then got an offer for security here. I worked at a firm before this, you know. So when the last head of security quit, they called me up and offered me the position. Came with more pay, so I said, ‘well of course!’”

“That’s cool.” You began slowly inching your way towards the distant stairs, hoping that Seth would notice your eagerness to leave and let you go.

He did not. You were trapped for another three minutes as he asked you about your past jobs and your college courses, in turn regaling you with experiences he had working for Fazbear Entertainment. Until, finally: ping! “New task added!”

“Oh.” You looked down at your watch, then back up at Seth. “Sorry, man, I, uh...I really should go. Don’t want this to pile up.”

“Right, right.” Seth nodded. “Gotta be hard with your injury. You know, my offer still stands to help you out with any tasks you can’t do. I work from nine to six every night, so I’ll always be here.”

“Good to know.” You started to step backwards. “I’ll...just go take care of this, then.” You spun around and began to walk away.

“Oh, by the way,” Seth said. “I know you’re new here, but you should really stay out of the daycare area.”

You stopped in your tracks and turned back around. “Really? Uh, why would you say that?” Did he know you were heading there?

“I have access to the security cameras on here.” Seth raised his arm, showing off his FazWatch. “You had to reset the daycare generators on Tuesday, right? I couldn’t catch all of what happened cause the stupid things don’t have night vision, but I saw your fall.”

“...ah.” Right. Security cameras. That made sense. Anything you did in this place was probably captured on video. Including going into the daycare playplace to meet up with Sun. There wasn’t anything wrong with that, was there? Why did you feel weirdly guilty?

“It was logged as an incident by the software so I had to review it,” Seth explained. “But yeah. You should avoid the daycare. It’s closed for a reason. As you probably figured out on Tuesday.”

“So...uh, even staff isn’t supposed to go in there?” you asked, trying to sound casual and not give away your increasing heartbeat. “But the doors let me in. On Tuesday, I mean.”

“Well, I guess there’s nothing stopping you,” Seth said. “If your security level lets you in, then you could technically waltz right in. As the company likes to say, ‘we are free of liability, do as you wish.’” He chuckled lightheartedly, then his expression fell into something more serious. “But really, though. Be careful. It’d suck for something to happen to a kid like you.”

You refrained from telling him that you weren’t a child. “Thanks. I’ll...keep that in mind.” You raised a hand in goodbye and turned around again. “See you later, then.”

Unfortunately, you were not able to go see Sun before your midnight break. There weren’t a lot of tasks, but there were enough to keep coming in a steady stream. You finally cleared up the list at 11:50, cleaning up a mess in Mazercise. And by that point, you decided “fuck it” and immediately made for the daycare, regardless of any new tasks that might show up in the ten minutes before your break.

You pulled open the door to the playplace, calling out as you did so. “Sun? It’s me! I’m here!”

Sun was busy fiddling with one of the toy barrel stacks, but the moment he heard your voice, his head spun around—followed shortly by the rest of his body—and he ran on over. “Friend! It’s good to see you again! I’ve spent all day making sure the daycare is clean and tidy, see? Isn’t it nice?” He held his arms out in a ta-da gesture.

“Uh—yeah. Looks great.” In reality, the daycare was just as dusty and abandoned as ever. But the toy barrels were orderly, and that seemed to be what Sun meant. “Hey, uh...I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh? A-are you sure you wouldn’t rather do some fun activities?” Sun’s voice had a desperate tinge to it. “Like the first time you were here? We can play until dawn! We can color together—”

“I’d love to, bud, really. We can do that later, but right now I want to talk to you about something important.”

“Well...alright.” Sun straightened, putting his hands behind his back. Like he was making sure you knew he was paying attention. You could hear a slight jingling. He was probably playing with his ribbons.

“Okay. I guess I’ll start with the most...potentially worrying part,” you said. “Did you know Moon can free roam around the Pizzaplex?”

“He can WHAT?!”

“Jesus!” You took a step back. When Sun yelled, he really yelled. “Yeah, I saw him twice last night.”

“Oh no. Oh no no no!” Sun’s entire body shook slightly, metal rattling. “This is bad! I knew he moved around during the recharge period, but I thought it was just around the daycare! I didn’t know he could leave! I’m so so sorry, friend! Oh no, oh no, who knows what he’s been up to? who knows how many people—I-I swear I had no idea!”

“Whoa, whoa, calm down, Sun! Breathe! Or—well, you can’t breathe, but...” You glanced around the daycare. “Do something grounding, like—I don’t know, count how many overhead lights there are.”

“One hundred and eight.”

You blinked. “What?”

“There are one hundred and eight overhead lights in the daycare area,” Sun repeated matter-of-factly. “Twelve rows of nine. Not all of them are visible from the ground, but they’re all there.”

“Whoa. Okay, then.” You said slowly. “Was that programmed into you?”

“Oh no, I counted them!” Sun explained.

“Right now?”

“No, of course not, friend. I counted them before, a lot of times actually. I also know how many tiles there are on the ground, in total and in each color, how many bars make up the play structures, the number of bricks in the castle towers, the number of balls in the ball pit—”

“Okay, I get it.” You nodded quickly. God, how much free time did Sun have? Well... actually... you knew exactly how much free time he had. “But anyway, back to Moon. Don’t worry, he didn’t try anything. I just talked at him for a couple minutes until he went away. I guess he was coming back here.”

Sun paused. “I’m not detecting any more injuries,” he said slowly. His posture wilted. “Oh, I’m so glad, friend. If something happened to you—if Moon did something—I don’t know what I’d do.”

You nodded slowly. “Well, this brings me to another, uh...important matter. I want to help you.”

Sun’s face rotated. “Help me what?”

“Help you get the daycare open again,” you explained further.

“Oh. Oh!” Sun leaned down and grabbed your shoulders. “Really?!”

“Really really,” you confirmed. “But it’s not going to be easy. Because, well...that means we need to help Moon.”

Sun tensed. He let go of your shoulders and leaned back. “Right. They did close it because of those...incidents,” he said slowly. “Friend, are you... What you said yesterday, about how Moon might have a glitch. Are you sure about that?”

“I am...ninety percent sure,” you said, being seventy percent sure. “I looked up some stuff online. Not a lot of it was helpful, but I noticed that things suddenly started getting serious all of a sudden. That wouldn’t happen for no reason. A glitch could be an explanation.”

A moment passed. Then Sun nodded. “Alright. If you’re sure. I-I hope that’s true. If it is... I’ll help.”

“Heh. That’s great, Sun. Thank you so much.” You pulled your backpack off, reaching inside to pull out your space-themed notebook and a pencil. “If that’s the case, I need to start with asking you some questions.”

“Alrighty.” Sun plopped down on the ground, folding his legs under him and putting his hands in his lap. He looked up at you with wide, white eyes. “Ask away, then!”

You opened your notebook up to a blank page, tapping the pencil on the edge. “Okay. So, when did the daycare close?”

“Oh, it was a while ago. If my internal clock is still functioning correctly, I’d say it was about...nine months, eight days, and eighteen hours ago when I first heard about it closing.”

“Alright. Thanks. That matches up with what I found out on my own.” You nodded. “And...what about the lights? You mentioned something about a protocol, or something?”

“Heh.” Sun tapped his fingers together. “Yes, the Lights-On Protocol. That started on that same day. I was really confused about it, because nobody told me when the daycare closed that all the lights were going to be staying on. But it was for the better! I-if Moon was going to be—we should keep the lights on! Lights on in the Daycare!”

“Lights on,” you repeated absentmindedly. “What was it like before the Lights-On Protocol?”

“Oh, before that, the lights in the whole Pizzaplex went out at midnight when everything closed! They would turn on at six once the night shift ended. Except for during Lock-In Nights. We wanted the kids to be able to have a good night’s sleep, so the lights would be out at eight and on at eight. In the Daycare, at least. They would still be on in other areas.”

“That makes sense.” You nodded, writing this down. “Um...okay, so you’re not allowed to leave the daycare area—or...well, really just this area.” You gestured around at the playplace. “Because the Daycare is much bigger than just this. Did they change your permissions when they closed the daycare?”

Sun hesitated. “Well... not right away.”

You tilted your head, sensing a story in those words. “Alright.” You lowered yourself to the ground so the two of you were sitting across from each other, just like last night. “Why not?”

“Um...you see, they didn’t tell me that the daycare was going to be closed,” Sun said carefully, fidgeting nervously. “So, that first day, when nobody showed up to drop off their kids—not even the usual families!—I thought it was a...a weird coincidence. Maybe they were all busy! Even...even the security person. But then, two days passed, and I couldn’t wait around anymore. So I went out to ask about what happened. I talked to a few people before the head technician showed up and—and explained the whole situation. In a very...loud...way.” Sun looked down. “But it’s fine, I shouldn’t have been out there anyway, I probably should have waited. They would have told me eventually.”

You glared down at your notebook. Something told you there’d been no plan to tell Sun anything. “So, then they changed your permissions?”

“Exactly. The head technician took me down to Parts and Service, and...and removed the free-roaming protocols. It was very...strange.” Sun said that word very carefully, as if it was a substitute for another word he didn’t want to say. “Then we came back here, and I’ve been here ever since.”

“You’ve been here...for nine months,” you said, mostly to yourself. “Holy fucking shit.”

“Friend, that language is not—”

“No, I know, sorry, I’m just...I’m just realizing something.” You set your notebook down on your lap. “You’ve been in here. Not leaving, not even able to leave because of your programming...for nine months. Without anyone coming in.”

Sun nodded.

You paused. “I’m going to apologize ahead of time for the language, but—Are you. Fucking. Shitting my pants right now?”

“Um... putting the language aside... no?” Sun said, his permanent smile almost visibly confused.

“It’s an expression, Sun, it just means that this is—this is freaking unbelievable.” Your eyes widened. “Wait a minute. Wai-wai-wuh-wah-wait. The Lights-On Protocol has been active for these nine months. So, Moon has only come out for those five minutes every hour each night, right?”

“Right?” Sun was still confused, but went along with what you were saying.

“That’s only from midnight to six. That’s five minutes per six hours, meaning—meaning Moon has only been able to exist for freaking—screw it, for fucking thirty minutes per day?!”

“Yes, that’s how math works, friend,” Sun said.

You leaned back, processing this. Sure, Moon might have tried to kill you, or at least bring you bodily harm, but you’re not sure he deserved that. Sun definitely didn’t. “So, you have all the time in the world, but you’re trapped in this tiny-ass space, and Moon is able to roam the whole Pizzaplex, but only for thirty minutes per day. That’s...Sun, do you know how fucked up that is? Why didn’t they just power you off if they were going to shut down the daycare?!”

“I don’t know,” Sun admitted. “But—but it’s probably like asking ‘why didn’t they just put you in a coma while you’re not doing your job,’ right?”

“But—” You started to point out that you were a person with a life outside of work, while Sun and Moon were an animatronic actually owned by the company, but then you stopped. For some reason, you felt uncomfortable saying it, even if it was true. “Maybe it is. I-I don’t know. Sun, do you have a rest mode or something? That you could have just gone into? Like falling asleep?”

“Hmm. Well, sort of,” Sun said slowly. “We have a timer on our rest mode, only lasting one hour. It’s so that we never leave the kids unattended for too long. And once we come out of rest mode, we can’t use it again for another twelve hours.”

“I—okay, that makes sense in theory, but—jeez.” You imagined only being able to sleep for one hour every half a day. The idea was sort of appealing at first, but the longer you thought about it, the more horrifying it became. You shook your head. Maybe Fazbear didn’t know how alive their robots were. Maybe this all made sense from a corporate perspective. But from where you were, this whole situation was impractical at best and messed up at worst. You took a deep breath, then moved on to your next question. “Okay. Um...so. When did Moon start acting weird?”

“Oh. Um...” Sun paused. “I mean, he was always a little weird.”

“You know what I mean, though, right?” you said gently.

Sun nodded. “You mean...the incidents. I think the first one was a year ago. Or at least, that was the first time I heard the complaints.”

“A year ago.” You picked up your pencil again and wrote this down. “Did anything else happen around that time? Anything? Even the smallest thing could be important.”

“Well, I think we got some new staff members! I didn’t really talk to them much except to say hi and welcome them to the company.”

“New staff.” You weren’t sure if that was noteworthy, but you wrote it down anyway. “Nothing else?”

“Um...they did move that old arcade game to our room,” Sun said slowly.

“An arcade game?” You asked, intrigued.

“Balloon World!” Sun said excitedly. “I don’t know why they put it there—I think maybe they just ran out of places to put it—but it’s there! And they haven’t taken it out! I have the high score now!”

“...huh.” That seemed a little random, but again, you weren’t sure how related it was. Still, you made a note of it. “Can I...see the game?”

Sun paused. “Well...it’s in our room.”

“Yeah, you said that.” You looked up at him. “Do you not want me to go in your room?”

“W-well—you’re not banned from there! I don’t think you could be banned from there, since your permissions still say you’re a technician. But—but it’s hard to get up there. The door outside is hidden and they set up some security measures that are hard to get through—and I can’t bring you up there through the balcony! Taking people on a flying trip has been strictly forbidden for a while! So—so you can’t really get up there, anyway, really, i-it’s not worth looking—”

“Sun, if you don’t want me to go in your room, I’m not gonna go in your room,” you said patiently. “It’s your space, you can decide who can come in.” You paused. “I mean, unless there’s an emergency or something. But under normal circumstances, I’m not going to go in there unless you say I can.”

“Oh.” Sun still looked tense, with his shoulders somewhat hunched. “Well...if you really, really want to, it’s alright.”

“It’s fine.” You shrugged. “Up to you.”

“O...kay, friend.” His shoulders relaxed a little, joints drooping downward. “Th-thank you.”

“No problem.” You closed your notebook and checked your FazWatch. It was now 12:10am. No new tasks had appeared while you were talking to Sun. Your stomach growled.

“Friend, are you hungry?” Sun said, apparently having heard that. “You should remember to eat!”

You laughed. “I know, I know. Hey, question. Are there rules about eating in the daycare?”

“No.” Sun gasped, clapping his hands together as his smile seemed to grow. “Are we going to have a pizza party?!”

“I was just thinking about getting a sandwich or something from one of the restaurants, but pizza does sound pretty good right now.” You grinned. “Alright. Give me a few minutes to run over to the nearest restaurant and get some pizza. I’ll be right back.”

Luckily, since the Pizzaplex was closed, the kitchens had no other customers to slow you down. Even so, it took a full twenty minutes for you to power-walk over to the closest pizzeria, grab a pizza and some Fizzy Faz, and power-walk back to the daycare. Sun watched you approach through the glass windows and ran over to open the doors for you. “Pizza delivery!” you shouted.

“Wow! Just in time for dinner!” Sun said, giggling. “What excellent service! You deserve a thousand-percent tip!”

You couldn’t help but chuckle as well. “Hey, um, I’m gonna have to set this down on the desk. Is that okay?”

“Yes, that should be fine. We don’t want to put food on the floor! That’s not clean at all!”

“Great.” You used your hoodie sleeve to wipe some dust off a section of the desk, then set the pizza box down. “The STAFF bots wouldn’t let me use any of the plates—kept waving me away from the station. So we’ll have to hold the slices in napkins.” You awkwardly hopped onto the desk, wincing as the twisting movement aggravated your injury. But there were no chairs in the daycare, so you had to sit on its surface. “I probably should’ve asked you what toppings you wanted,” you said, opening the box. “Sorry, I forgot.”

Sun paused. “Um...friend?”

“What?” You looked at Sun. Stared for a couple seconds. Then the pieces clicked in your mind. You reached up and smacked your forehead. “I’m an idiot.”

“No you’re not!” Sun hurried to say. “You just made a little mistake! And it’s fine, really. I can still be part of the pizza party!” He reached into the pizza box and picked up one of the slices, smushing it into his smile and smearing cheese and sauce all over his face. “Mmm, see? I love eating food! It’s something I do every day!”

You burst into laughter. “Sun! Ah, you’re great, dude.” You reached into your backpack, taking out the cans of Fizzy Faz and a stack of napkins. “I love the commitment to the bit, but you’re getting it all over your face. Here.” You held out the napkins.

“Oh. Thank you!” Sun took the napkins, putting the smushed pizza slice back into the box. “You’re right, got to keep things clean. Clean up, clean up.”

As he wiped his face, you grabbed one of the Fizzy Faz cans and opened it, pulling off the tab and putting it in your pocket. Ah, the refreshing taste of fake grape flavoring. Honestly Fizzy Faz tasted pretty good, but there was probably a million grams of sugar in each can. Fazbear pizza was also alright. Not the best quality pizza you’d ever had, but smothered in cheese and with a nice crust. You devoured a whole slice before Sun was finished cleaning. “Mmmm, pizza,” you said. “This combination of cheese and tomato is very pleasing to my hyu-man taste buds, and certainly not my antenna.”

“Hmm? What are you talking about, friend?” Sun asked.

“Ah, don’t mind me, it’s just a bit from this video online.” You shrugged. “You reminded me of it earlier. Thought it was funny.”

“Really? Do you watch a lot of videos online? On the—the world wide web?”

You smile. “Yes, I watch a lot of videos on the Interwebs. Play a lot of video games, too. Did you know that Fazbear has inspired a series of horror games?”

Sun’s face tilted. “Like—games you play to be scared on purpose, right? What are the games about?”

“Well, on the surface, you just have to survive five nights while... uh... animatronics try to...kill you,” you said awkwardly. “But there’s really this hidden lore! It’s really interesting! Like, it’s all about these five kids who... uh... died...in a Freddy’s restaurant...” You trail off.

Sun’s white-eyed gaze was piercing. “That doesn’t sound very nice.” His voice was very quiet.

“Well, Fazbear always said that the games were completely made-up,” you said slowly. Though, based on your own recent experiences, you were wondering just how much was imagined in those games. “Uh...but I like other games, too.”

“Oh really?! What’s your favorite? I’d love to talk about that!” Sun hurriedly said, his sudden enthusiasm clearly an attempt to change the subject. But hey, it was a subject change you welcomed. This one was making you uneasy.

You spent the next little while telling Sun all about the video games you played. He listened intently, occasionally asking clarifying questions. Before you knew it, you’d finished half the pizza and two cans of Fizzy Faz, and the time on your phone read 12:53.

“Oh...oh shit!” You jumped off the desk. “Ah, fuck!” That second cry was a response to the pain brought about by the sudden change in position.

“Friend! Are you alright?!” Sun grabbed your shoulders, staring at you. “O-okay, nothing’s—you’re not hurt, that’s good.”

“Yeah, no more than I was already.” You pressed a hand to your ribs, immediately yanking it away when (surprise, surprise) the pressure just made it hurt more. “Sun, it’s almost one o’clock. The lights are going to go out in two minutes.” You double-checked the time. “Shit! One minute, it just changed!”

“Oh no!” Sun started, suddenly yanking his hands away from you. “Friend, I-I know you said you want to help Moon, but—but you’re—you should leave the daycare!”

“Way ahead of you, bud.” Sure, you wanted to help with the possible-Moon-glitch situation, but ideally, you would help from a safe location. You started to run towards the doors, but had to stop when your ribs flared in protest. Before you could say anything, Sun ran forward, scooping you up like a sack of four. A second later, he deposited you on the other side of the wooden door. “Thanks,” you breathed. “H-hey, my shift tomorrow is all night shift, twelve to six—”

“Yes, yes, very good!” Sun nodded frantically. “I’ll see you then!” And then he closed the doors.

You checked the time again. Still 12:54. You turned around and walked as quickly as possible away from the daycare door. But...you didn’t leave the Daycare entirely. Instead, you stopped when you were a good ten or more feet away from the door, and turned around to face it. You took out your flashlight and braced yourself.

The instant the lights went out, you switched the flashlight on and aimed the beam at the daycare door. Your eyes darted to the glass walls, looking for movement beyond them. Nothing. But you didn’t move.

Then the daycare doors creaked open. Out reached a slender, metal hand, followed by a large, circular face with red eyes. Moon stared at you. He waved. “It’s past your bedtime,” he said.

“Again, I am an adult who works here,” you said, keeping your voice as calm as possible. “Besides, the thing about sleeping is that you need a regular schedule. Even if you sleep at the worst times, if it’s regular, then you’ll get a restful sleep.”

Moon’s head tilted as he leaned further out the door. “Is yours?”

You blinked. “Is my what?”

“Sleep schedule. Regular.”

“Oh.” That made sense. But... “Why do you care?”

Moon said nothing. His face rotated a full 360 degrees.

You decided to keep talking, to keep him busy. “Well, it was, but this new work schedule is gonna mess with that. My shifts are at three different times over five days. That’s going to suck. But like, what are you gonna do? I need a job. For moooneyyy. Money can be exchanged for goods and services. I bought some extra-strength melatonin recently, hopefully that’ll help.”

“Moondrop,” Moon suddenly said.

“What?” You were confused for a second, then you remembered. “Are you seriously advertising those sketchy candies to me? Is that in your programming or something? Or did you just say it because the thought of taking stuff to fall asleep reminded you of them?”

“Moondrop.” You could’ve sworn Moon’s grin was a bit more smug than usual.

“Great.” You took a deep breath. “Well. Anyway. I need to tell you something. The same thing I told Sun earlier. I want to help get the daycare reopened.” You paused to gauge Moon’s reaction. But unlike with Sun, whose body language was easy to read, Moon’s was a bit more difficult. Also, most of his body was hidden behind the door. “But in order to do that, you need to stop causing incidents.” Another deep breath. “I really don’t think you were always like this. I looked up some stuff online, and you just sort of...suddenly changed one day. Is it really a glitch? Or did something happen? Either way, I’m...I’m sure I can help.”

“You can’t.”

You instinctively took a step backwards at the harsh growl. “I mean, I’m no programmer. I did take, like, one programming class in college that I did pretty good in, but I’m sure that whatever the hell’s going on in your robot brain is a lot more complicated than ‘Hello World.’ So, yeah, I guess you’re right, I can’t help directly. But I want to do something. You and Sun have been stuck here for way too long. I’m sure you’re really upset about the Lights-On Protocol. If we can—can, uh...” You weren’t sure how to phrase this without sounding rude, something you definitely didn’t want to sound like to the tall, dangerous animatronic. “If you can—if whatever’s happened with you can...stop happening...then we can eventually get it reversed, and everything can go back to normal. I don’t know if you can do anything about your...situation. But if you can, I’d appreciate it if you helped me help you. Sun would appreciate it, too.”

Moon had been bouncing the whole time you talked, almost absentmindedly. As soon as you mentioned Sun, he immediately stopped. “Sun...?” he asked.

“Yeah, Sun wants to help, too.” You nodded.

Moon laughed darkly. “Sun hates me.”

“Wh...what?” You asked, surprised.

“Hates me,” Moon repeated.

You...weren’t expecting this. But you couldn’t pin down why. What was so strange about this? Then you realized this was the first time Moon had...referred to himself in your brief conversations. Unprompted, at least. You weren’t sure if your asking about the free-roam permissions counted. And he’d never mentioned Sun before. “Well...I do think he’s scared of you,” you said slowly. “I told you that last night. It’s a scary situation, to have your body taken over any time the lights go too dark. I mean, I think you’d understand that. You’re in the same situation. You’re not scared of him, though. Are you?”

Moon laughs again. “Not scary.”

“Yeah, I thought you’d say that. I mean, personally, there’s going to be an inherently scary thing about any animatronic to some people. But Sun’s one of the least intimidating. Besides the height. Seriously, it had to have costed more to make you two so tall. But we’re getting sidetracked. The point is, I want to help, and Sun wants to help, regardless of what you think his opinion of you is. But it’s going to be hard to do that if you won’t—won’t reach out. So. Is it a glitch? Is that why the incidents started?”

Moon said nothing in response. His red eyes stared at you for what felt like ages, as you stood there and tried not to be intimidated. Then, he said it again: “You can’t.” And disappeared back into the daycare, closing the door behind him.

You stayed there for a while more. Then the lights came on again, and your FazWatch ping!ed. You were still on the clock, after all. So you slowly headed out to do your assigned tasks. You didn’t see Moon again the rest of the night.

[cooketu]

Now, for those pre-mentioned ships (in the pinned post)

Safedreams - Moon x Helpy (all variants are the same being)

Penumbraspirit - SH. Freddy x PH. Freddy (because of their ‘dynamic’, plus they remind me of concord and Thompson seedless grapes)

Wiretangled - Molten Freddy x Mangle (bite me, I see them as friends)

Florida - GM. Monty x Sunnydrop/Sundrop (hehe get it? Cause Florida is mostly sunny, and y’now? Gators?? hehehe)

Closeteers - NM. Fredbear x NM. Mangle (I’m so good at this aren’t I?)

Pinkyplush - Bonnet x Plushtrap (why not?)

Temperedglitch - FT. Freddy x Virtua Freddy (please don’t ask, even I don’t know)

Tangledcloset - Tangle x NM. Foxy (I blame those Fnaf sfm videos/mini movies)

Trashlane - GM. Chica x GM. Roxanne (Pretty self explanatory)

Roll n’ Rock - GM. Freddy x GM. Chica (this is prolly gonna be romantic)

Passingblight - Nightmare x PH. Freddy (this is just a guilty pleasure ok-?)

Now excuse me while I make these tags.

[dream-sans-mogai]

Meet the librarian and eir crew!

Host

Names: Clover, Romeo, forest, mello

Age: 23

Genders: two-spirit(asegi), bigender m/f, pangender fluidflux, nature genderhoarder, xenogender, transneufemmasc, altersex, intergender(intersex), religiogender, agender, autigender. For more specifics, my genderhoard blog is @forests-hoard

Orientation: Butch-twink bisexual, alloaro, acevague, apothirose, mlw/wlm/mlm/wlw/nblm/nblw/wlnb/mlnb. Wla/mla/nbla. Polyamrous (current relationship is not open). I mostly identify with mlw, nblw, wlm, mlm, wlw and nblnb. Basically I identify as every gender and love every gender. I date all genders except cis men for trauma related reasons, I'm attracted to them, I just don't date'em.

Pronouns: he/him, ey/em, she/her. Also these emoji pronouns: 💀/✨/💜/😇/🍀/🌫️/🌌/🌧️/🗻/🌆/🌃/📺/🔋/🕯️/💊/🧪/⚗️/🥽/💌/🔮/🚬/🪬/🗝️/🏳️‍⚧️/🦽 (there's a lot more lol) as well as dear/dears, clover/clovers, ghost/ghosts, moon/moons, elf/elfs, bosmer/bosmers, and a bunch of others.

Contributions: all forms of flags and coining! I also answer asks and questions(genderal and ones directed towards me, not ones towards other members)

Sunny

Names: sunny, sunnydrop, sun

Age: adult

Genders: xenogender, transfem, sungender, bigender

Orientation: polyam, polysexual, wlw mlw

Pronouns: he/they/she, ☀️/💌/✨/🥰/🔥/❤️🧡💛/🌼/🌻/🌾/🌅/🐣/🍯/💡/🔆/🏳️‍⚧️ pronouns, as well as sunny/Sunnys, sun/suns, ray/rays, warm/warms, happy/Happys, day/days and shine/shines.

Emma

Names: Emma

Age: 24

Gender: demigirl, nonbinary, xenogender

Orientation: wlm leaning bi ace

Pronouns: she/her, they/them, 🌼/🌷/🐢/🐦/🦋/🥯/🍦/🍩/💅/💐/🪴/🌈/🐇/🎠/🧳/🧶/🛍️ pronouns, turtle/turtles, barbie/Barbies

Basic body/system information: the body is 23 years old, intersex, physically and mentally disabled with chronic pain and high-needs severe autism. We have a caregiver because we are medically incapable of living alone. We are semi-abulatory, flowing from not needing any mobility aides to canes to wheelchairs. We are a white passing(most of the time, sometimes not) mixed person who is native american(Cherokee) and first nations Canadian as well as a few white groups(dutch, polish, German, french, scotch-irish, etc.). We have multiple mental disorders though few we wish to expand upon beyond our osdd-1b/did (traumagenic), BPD, ocd, autism, PTSD, ADHD, depression and severe anxiety. We do not count the members of our system but we know it is confirmed 30+. We do not nor will claim who is fronting when asked unless we're close or in pms where that is important and we will not be announcing every member of our system. You don't need to know. Our system collectively identifies with two-spirit but that's it. We have no collective pronouns beyond basic they/them nor any other collective identity.

The system is collectively(excluding some obvious contenders) dating one singlet. She uses she/they/he pronouns(primarily she/they) and is a genderfluid femme bisexual. We won't talk about her at length but we may mention her so if we mention having a partner/boyfriend/girlfriend and using all sorts of pronouns, we are only referring to one person. We do not have any other partners.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

funtime sunshine

[glambots]

So, in the "Vanny" ending of HW2, it's presumed that Vanny/Vanessa is able to overpower Glitchtrap and defeat him using the power of the AR system and MXES. What's interesting to me is that in that ending, when you hand over the Glitchtrap plush, it's specifically to Moon, who then brings it to Vanny before she crushes it.

You cannot tell me these two don't have Some sort of connection. (Obviously the Sun-Vanessa // Moon-Vanny comparison is obvious. People assuming one of them is evil while they're really being controlled and manipulated by outside forces--The Mimic.)

It could be suggested that Moon, like Vanny, was using his own position as "the bad one" to trick the Mimic into trusting it had full control over him. Which I would find to be a Very interesting idea.

Or maybe I'm just too damn invested in these jesters, who knows.

[gabrieldrawsstuff]

they're selling CRACK COCAINE and GHB to YOUR kids AT Freddy's Fazbear Pizzeria Entertainment Daycare!

[valentine-writes]

How about headcannons for Sun, Moon and Roxy where they’re in a relationship with the reader. The reader gets suspicious of Vanessa and tries to investigate but goes missing for a few days, when they reappear they’re acting…different. When they go to question the reader they realize that the readers eyes are now purple. Basically how they would react to reader getting infected from the virus and how they would try to save their significant other

a mask of my own face

↳ ft. roxanne wolf, sun/sunnydrop and moon/moondrop

「 gn! reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: anon im frothing at the mouth i lpve this?? TY!!! time 2 write >:] pretty sure this iz corresponding to the vanessa is vanny and also glitched the animantronics in the game thingy so THAT is what i will b goin off of for this prompt! also lemon demon title 4 today becuz. fun. reader is Weird and Offputting and mean after being infected by the virus because honestly idk what else to do. sun and moon's hcs are connected bee tee dubs!! also he/it moon again becuz fav hc ^_^ i accidentally do a little Unserious-ing near the end i am so so sorry i am in a silly goofy mood. anyways, expect spelling errors and grammar errors ahwjehe so soz (´｀;) ! <3 def not be my best writing but here we go!!

ROXANNE WOLF headcanons:

▸ "you really think it's worth looking into?"

▸ you have tried, over and over, to convince roxanne that something was suspicious about vanessa. but by the tone of her voice she didn't see very bothered by it at all.

▸ that could not be further from the truth. she was bothered. vanessa's activity around the place was strange, to say the least. however, vanessa was also the only human nightshift security guard, which put her in a position where she meant to be trustworthy. what ulterior motives could she possibly have?

▸ despite that reasoning, she'd never let you try to figure out what shady stuff vanessa could potentially could be up to. roxy wouldn't going to allow you to walk straight into danger

▸ however, curiosity bested you. roxanne's disinterest just meant you had to go alone. without even a quick heads up or goodbye, you took it upon yourself to finally investigate.

▸ she initially tried not to let your sudden absence get to her- you ran off to make some discoveries on your own, knowing her very specific advice of not playing detective.

▸oh, but it does gets to her. it bothers roxy, more than anything ever could. you are gone for almost three weeks- and in those days, she spends what little free time she gets looking for you. on the twentieth day of you being gone, just like nothing happened, you returned. roxanne can't help but feel relieved, worried, and frustrated all at once.

▸ you don't talk to her for a couple days, but are seen strolling around the pizzaplex. the others have noticed your return too, and have mentioned to roxy that you've barely interacted with anyone since your reappearance; the few interactions with the animatonics being incredibly curt, and somewhat distant. like your mind had been off elsewhere as you made little effort to converse with them.

▸ she finally built the courage to confront you after hours. you seemed to be staring out at the automated doors of the pizzaplex. gazing out of glass doors with an absent gaze, your back to roxy as she approached you. turning you around, her grip tight on your shoulder, she is disheartned seeing how you barely even blink at her sour expression. the bitterness fades as she meets your eyes- your eyes, a shade of unnatural violet that makes her feeling sink.

▸ "i really thought you'd be more happy to see me." you remarked, a small teasing grin forming on your lips. your tone almost feels mocking. "didn't you miss me, roxy?"

more hcs under the cut !!

she knew she shouldn't have let you go, never let you do it alone- but she did, and you ended up infected because of her. she failed to protect you. the feeling ate away at her. roxanne would not let this go- she'll remain restless until she can finally save you from what you've become. vanessa will have to pay.

SUN headcanons:

▸ sun doesn't even really say anything when you initially bring it up.

▸ he didn't seem disinterested per se, just... anxious. so terribly anxious, that he took every opportunity to avoid talking about vanessa's suspicious behaviour. sun, instead changed the topic everytime you brought it up or drew attention to other things on your mind, distracting you from vanessa . and man, was he good at that

▸ still, your persistence isn't in vain. in the occassions where you managed to keep your head on straight despite his clear reluctance to make conversation around this topic, you realized that he knew more than he let on. you suspect he didn't have the full story, but he sure didn't want you to go looking for that either.

▸"curiousity killed the cat, you know!- and ah, what a shame,, poor cat,,, it'd really be best not to poke around in other's business." he said, with that static smile of his, which did not fit his slightly-serious-than-usual tone. "aw, don't give me that look, friend- you know it's for your own good." he patted your head with a grin, "you trust me, don't you?"

▸ as much as your trusted sun, you knew he didn't want to help. he would never help if he thought he was marching you straight to your doom. you went alone instead, and when you suddenly dissapear, he assumed the worst. surely, you were out there somewhere discovering a truth much too heavy, somebody must've hurt you, something must've happened- you ended up gone for two weeks.

▸ in those two weeks, the daycare remained open, and it took every bit of his energy to carry on like normal. with you gone at the end of the day, sun was alone. terribly, utterly, alone. it took a huge toll on him, yet still he waited for you. like you'd go through the doors of the daycare any minute.

▸ and then, to his utter delight, you returned. he's overjoyed, estatic, of course he is- and upon hearing that you were back, waited with a smile at the end of every day nearby the doors. this was not without complications, though.

the few human employees who had also worked in the pizzaplex had caught up to the daycare attendant's peculiar behaviour in the last few days- he wasn't less efficient, just... off putting. they had brought it up to management, and it was determined that the daycare would be closed temporarily as they scheduled for the animatronic's software to be checked on by a company expert.

the daycare being officially closed until further notice was an issue for sun, who had really hoped to see you once more, and his reluctance to leave the daycare (even when not working) made it feel even more impossible. and yet, one day you walked through those doors just liked he had hoped you would.

▸ he didn't even question how you unlocked it. the minute you stepped foot into the place, you were swept off your feet, greeted with a big hug as he spun around, clutching you in his arms. perhaps it was a bit much, he assumed, as you pushed him away and struggled out of the embrace. a million apologies are given to you , and he was back to fretting over you. as his hand is cupped your cheek, tilting your head up to meet his gaze, the strange purple colour of your irises catches his eye.

▸ it's an understatement to say he panics. this is beyond what he had expected- and it was all his fault- if he had taken care of you better, if he just took the time to watch your every move, never let you out of his sight- he could've prevented this. but he didn't. sun felt the awful, harrowing guilt, of knowing he had failed someone dear

▸ unsure of what do do or to say, he tries to question you, asking you a million questions of what happened, if you're hurt, what you can recall, how he can help- but immediately freezes as you laugh, smiling at him with an unfamiliar and sickly amused grin. it confuses him and honestly probably scares the hell outta him

this awful guilt, the pain of knowing he could've almost completely lost you- he knows he can't handle this alone. he can't get you back by himself. desperate times, desperate measures. it isn't too late.

he knows he can't save you. but there is a certain someone who can. his grip is firm, but careful as he drags you along by your wrist, over to the light switch.

you watched this, lethargically. he wouldn't ever do this. surely sun wasn't going to- he would never dare- you were certain he wouldn't.

the lights go off with a resounding click.

MOON headcanons:

▸ the minute the lights go out, you watched in disbelief as the face plate spins, sunbeams retracting into the head. staring at you are two pricks of light in the darkness. sun never turned off the lights on his own accord. this was a first. now, moon holds onto you.

▸ it's grip tightened as you struggle. moon was much stronger than he lets on and it's proven as you are hoisted over his shoulder and held securely in place. he was not letting you out of his sight- not after this, and not right now. giving you any opportunity to escape would be stupid.

▸ it didn't matter if you squirmed, or thrashed, or threatened him. you put this poor animatronic through hell as he held onto you, ensuring that there was no opportunity to run. he carried you around in the dark silence of the pizzaplex without much complaining

▸ moon didn't want to talk. didn't even want to scold virus-infected you, as you kicked and clawed at his metal body (with little to no damage actually being done- maybe a couple of dents). truth was, it felt just as guilty and awful as sun, seeing you like this. his determination to get you back to normal outweighed the sinking feeling of potentially losing you. now wasn't the time for remorse.

▸ mm. well. maybe he did a little scolding. it's very passive aggressive, and more out of exhaustion as you refused to cooperate with him. occasionally, your extra stubborness forced him to rear his gaze to you to shush you, head turning more than a human head could, face with red pupils and strange, unfitting smile- sometimes you did end up going silent- to his relief.

▸ the silence is not long lived.

"where are we even going? you got a plan or somethin'?" you asked, tauntingly. "think you've got this all worked out, don't you?"

"yes." moon's cold, metal arms shifted as he spoke, accommodating your squirming.

this earned a huff from you, but quieted your voice. why you ceased thrashing around was confusing- but still no reactions came from him him. the silence was deafening.

"...you will be fixed. just wait." moon's voice was tense. with the tone, you could guess it talking more to itself than you.

▸ he knew the words from your mouth weren't really coming from you- that the virus really took a toll on you and heavily altered your personality- but he couldn't help but feel frustrated. of course, he didn't take his anger out on you. it wasn't your fault that the virus acted like this. still, that didn't stop the apparent agitation in him.

▸ it didn't matter how long the search for vanessa or a cure to the virus takes. moon literally brought you everywhere he went. after being infected, you never left it's sight. the daycare being closed for the following days until sun's maintenance was somewhat of a blessing in disguise. he got sun to do watch over you the same way too, keeping you within arms reach until they sort out how to get the virus out of your body.

▸ on the rare occasions on which moon went out doing whatever they deem necessary to save you- you ended up locked in his room. of course, it's plenty comfortable, and sun and moon ensure to take the propers steps to care of you- and yet it certainly doesn't stop you from erratically tearing the place apart and trying to leave. the virus didn't only change your personality and mannerisms- it clouded your reasonable thinking. you didn't know how unwell you had become.

▸ and then one day, you found yourself groggily waking up on a makeshift bed of daycare pillows in sun and moon's cluttered room.

your memory is a blur as your mind attempted to recount all that happened. moon's face hovers inches above yours, watching you wake. you push him away, startled- only to laugh nervously, asking what had happened.

none of it felt real, as he tried to explain. it was just like floating through a hazy feverish dream. for so long- too long- you were in the backseat of your mind as someone else took the wheel.

before you can apologize for your recklessness, or for all the trouble caused, moon pulls you into a sudden embrace, burying his metal faceplate into your shoulder. your heart sinks. he seemed to want to say anything. all you could hear was a faint "...sorry."

how stupid to know he still blamed himself.

it's your turn to say sorry, holding onto him and trembling softly as you try to express your regret. you put yourself in danger and sun and moon had to clean up your mess. it only brushes your apologies off. seemed like he was just happy to have you back.

there's a long pause, before he springs the question on you.

"are you going to leave?.."

of course. he still needed to know if you wanted to stay with him and sun. after all you discovered about the place you resided in, the place where they were bound to- you had every reason to leave if you wanted.

you know it will never be the same. nothing about this place will ever even feel the same. so, slowly, you pulled away, taking his hands in yours.

"...i want to stay." moon stares at you unblinkingly, as you slowly form the words. "who knows- maybe we can make this place better. if we can't- let's runaway and never look back. we'd be like- undercover and on the run! or.. something... doesn't that sound,, exciting?"

the weak smile on your face makes moon's demeanor change instantly. you were back. in that instant, it seemed that he was too, being quick to retort on your suggestion of being on the run.

"you've had too much excitement."

"...mm well, i liked the parts where you carried me everywhere."

moon frees one of his hands, playfully flicking your forehead. "don't expect it to be a regular thing."

you laugh, and for a second, it feels like everything could go back to normal, in spite of what you've just uncovered. "glad to have your usual attitude back, moon."

"...welcome back to you too."

[morbmart]

I have a Sun & Moon AU thats fucking eating me alive so I am going to spit out these Horrors keeping me awake at night!

Silly au in where Moon is “dead” and Sun is trying to not look like a 6’7 killer robot

YES! He has a RAY BUN!! YESS! <3

plot, character notes, designs and doodles below 👍

TW for DEATH AND MURDER

PLOT (not finalised! Everything is work and progress lols)

After brutally killing a would-be child kidnapper, the daycare attendant gets sent down to parts and services to get decommissioned.

finding out about that they freak out, and during that beginning process of getting decommissioned, they loose 1/3rd of their face.

And in that scuffle, the Moon ai “dies” and comes back as a shadow like ghost, leaving Sun to take care of the body.

They hightail it out of the pizza plex without looking back, and now they need to try and blend in as human.

A year later, you! Y/N! Come in of course!

Working at a local café, you are stationed behind the cash register for the day. And then you spot none other that Moon trying to swipe some money out of the register.

You weren’t supposed to see him, it just simply isn’t possible. The only thing that can see Moon in this form are the animals.

Moon, who is intrigued and Sun who is horrified (but is willing to comply) then start to follow you around, trying to befriend you in the creepiest way possible.

They eventually become your fucked up ex murderer roomies lols

SUN

After escaping, he becomes a lot more closed off and really just wants to mind his own business

He’s still that very very goofy goober, you just gotta befriend him

He painted his irises on, since people usually don’t have all white eyes

Rays are a lot like a dogs ears! He just makes it look like hair (can also be styled into buns or a ponytail)

Bandage is wrapped around the gash

Loves his brother a lot, only he can talk shit about him

He can eat and taste things, he just needs to remember to get rid of the trash later on

Charges via the Sun

Also is able to be in the dark, thanks to the lack of the moon ai. He just hates being the dark so he chooses not to

Voice claim for this AU: Ogie from waitress (both musical and film)

MOON

(Haven’t finished his ref sheet bruh)

He can’t be seen or interacted with by everyone besides You, Moon and all animals

Behaves a lot like a cat- tries to get into spots that he isn’t supposed to be in

Doesn’t obey any laws. At all.

He can increase in size, change his shape, colours and other such things

Yes! You can hug him!! He loves it!! (he doesn’t show it though)

Can eat like his brother, it just dissolves inside him

He is an asshole and just an all around trickster. He’s here to have fun and nothing else.

*spins around in chair* “haha yes it was me all along”

“We knew,”

“No u didn’t stop lying omg”

Voice claim for this AU: Beetlejuice (musical)

More will be added lols

Doodles/drawings

[ploompkin]

Day somethingth of no tablet, but I'm actually enjoying drawing with my mechanical pencil again! ♡

Anyway have a totally self indulgent thing I did because Sun = THE comfort character of the century