This Is What Happens To Dca Fic Writers

this is what happens to dca fic writers

HELP I ALMOST SPIT OUT MY WATER—

OKAY SO YK HOW SOME PEOPLE DRAW SUN AND MOON WITH PANCAKE FACES AND OTHERS DRAW THEM WITH PROTRUDING NOSES LONG ENOUGH TO BE CONSIDERED LETHAL WEAPONS

I WAS THINKING ABOUT THAT

AND NOW ALL I CAN PICTURE IN MY HEAD IS THAT "Steve you gotta help me I'm stuck" BUT WITH THE FUCKING DCA WITH THEIR NOSE STUCK IN LIKE THE RUBBER FOAM FLOOR THINGY IN THE DAYCARE

AND Y/N IS STEVE

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Oh my goodness

The amount of love i just woke up to! I tell you, i immediately jump out of bed, almost cried, and now I'm giggling and can't stop smiling at all the little notes. It's just amazing

I never expect it to happen <3

Thank you all so much for giving the sunny art some love (I'm so mind blown) I'm trying to get a spot i can post higher quality versions of my art soon

And i will let you know then that happens

But for now, thank you all so much

And please have a lovely night/day <3

@pillowspace here take a thingy *slams down on table and scurries away*

(this is technically my first 2nd person/reader fic, so uhh hopefully it’s not too bad):

You’ve been running yourself ragged with your daycare duties lately. It’s the… seventh loop? Maybe. You’re not sure. All you know is that you’re getting nowhere in your search for the cause of the time loops, spending your nights sleeplessly jotting ideas down in your notebook - though you know you’ll have to rewrite everything next time.

You don’t know how much longer you can take it.

“Y/N? Are you alright?”

You flinch hard, snapping your head up from where it laid on the desk. Above you towers Sun, patiently waiting for an answer behind the computer, fidgeting anxiously with the ribbons on his wrists.

“Me? Oh! Oh yeah, I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”

Sun deflates a bit. “You don’t… seem fine. Normally you leave by now but you’ve had your head down for quite a while. Did you get enough sleep last night?” “Isn’t that Moon’s catchphrase?” you ask, cocking your head.

“You make it hard to resist,” he replied, chuckling nervously.

“Well I did, so again, no reason to worry. I’ll be out of your… er, rays in no time.” Sun flinches, holding his hands out to shake them in denial. “Nonono! I’m not trying to get rid of you, promise! I’m just worried - me and Moon both!”

He leans over the desk to get a better look at you - horrible bags under your eyes, shirt buttoned incorrectly, and a disgruntled, slightly annoyed expression on your face. You quickly change it to a smile, shaking your head.

“I’m telling you it’s fine, Sun. And you’re right - I should probably get going now. See you tomorrow.”

“S-See you tomorrow…”

You smile more genuinely and stand up to grab your bag from the side desk, slinging it over your shoulder and signing off of the computer before walking over to the large double-doors. You place your hand on the handles just as you feel a light touch on your arm - a cold, hard touch.

Like metal.

You jerk away immediately, wildly swinging your bag around to hit your attacker directly in the neck, knocking his head loose and sending his faceplate spinning wildly. The sound of your feet pounding against the ground fills your ears as you follow your escape route as fast as you can. He'll take a bit of time - though not much - to connect to the wire, so the second-floor exit should work best.

You’re halfway up the staircase when you come to an abrupt stop, glancing up frantically at the bright lights illuminating your path. You whip your head around to see Sun sprawled out on the ground, his rays still spinning from the impact, his eyes already dim.

Your breath hitches. You practically leap down the stairs to rush to his side, kneeling at his side to inspect his faceplate. You can hear your heart pounding heavily as you carefully turn his head from side to side. As expected: the collision had ripped multiple wires and loosened the screws at the base of his neck. It was an easy fix, but it would leave the attendant immobilized for a while.

You stand up, stumbling over to the computers. You quickly log back in to file a report to Parts & Services, describing the wreckage in a brief summary before immediately logging back out. Stepping carefully over Sun’s body, you approach the double doors, where you left your bag. You pick it up, turning to glance back at your fallen friend. Your hands are still shaking - your breath hasn’t entirely calmed down yet.

You hurry out of the daycare, still listening to the pounding of your heart and the anxious taps of your feet on the floor.

Hopefully you'll catch yourself from hurting them next time.

📚 what grammar mistakes do you always make?

I was recent smacked in the face (politely by my best friend) with the fact that I almost always use "It's" where I should use "Its" and now I'm super consious of it lol

I also apparently tend to use the wrong punctuation in compound sentences (according to the few times I've used Grammarly)?? Idek what those are though so like whatever I'm gonna use the comma anyway it sounds better.

Tyyy!

Oh oh hmmm Sun and Moon in dresses? For drawing requests

And do you take requests for specific aus?

This was so fun to draw! (thought it felt like a nightmare trying to draw without my classmates seeing it—)

As for special AU requests, I'll take them if I know the AU - I might not, so just in case you might wanna send me a link to whatever design references you want me to use ^^