Sundrop X Y/n - Tumblr Posts
it is 1am and i am having fun @bamsara
Tea party in the daycare!!!
sketch + notes under the cut
tbh I like the sketch better in some ways. think I just need a more stylized shading method that isn’t complete rendering LOL
@bamsara adding tag bc i have been too shy up until now
spontaneously did a y/n ref, guess that’s everyone right??
@bamsara
vampires......but....domestic
the AU belongs to @xitsensunmoon pls go check out their art the boys are so silly (and maybe a little bit deranged)
i wrote some drabbles based off of these!!:
sun and moon!
vampires......but....domestic
the AU belongs to @xitsensunmoon pls go check out their art the boys are so silly (and maybe a little bit deranged)
i wrote some drabbles based off of these!!:
sun and moon!
Hnnngghh......
Heres a ver without text and the borders
Hhhh tiny suns and moons
(Click for better quality)
Extra stuff
OHMYGODPHMYGODOHMYGOFHEJAKRIDKAKAKSOWJDNSNSNSNSJWWJWJ I LOVED THIS GAME. AND YOU ARE TELLING ME IT GOT UPDATED?!!??!???? LETS FRACKIN GOOOOOOOOOOOO \(★ω★)/
7/8.
Soon.
😳
Let me tell you something
Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you dream about kissing robots.
That’s it, that’s the whole thing.
Detail shots under the cut since some of them are too ✨spicy✨
Verdict? Moon uses tongue send tweet
Okay, genuine question.
If I wrote a y/n x daycare attendant story, where the reader came from a family of rich business people and straight up buys the Megaplex. Like, they could have any other company, but they went "This one, this one riiiiiiiiiight here!". And then they slowly fix the plex's problems, and upgrade and renovat the place.
Like........would yall read that.
I do not know what to say...
Can you do 30 headcanons for Sundrop?
30 Sun/Sundrop Headcanons
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This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw,Fluff,Smut
It’s also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys! You are a Technician in these scenarios!
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Let’s begin!
His favorite nickname for you is “Sunshine!” but he calls you every nickname that he can find.
He always talks super eccentric wich leads you to misunderstanding him often.
In the after hours of the Pizzaplex he pins all the drawings that kids made for him on the walls in his room.
He’ll randomly pick you up and treat you like a toddler, just to mess with you.
He’s usually not roaming free in the Pizzaplex but when he’s concerned about you he’ll storm out within minutes.
He’s a desperate dude. He would beg just to let him fuck you. Just drooling over you and your perfect figure praising you every minute.
He can handle various types of kids who are different than others. He knows ASL and has bells around his wrist so the blind kids hear him.
He learns the names and interests from kids who are regularly with him.
He has a lot of stamina. Like. A LOT. So he can go on for hours and hours.
His head spikes spin when he cums, but he always puts his head behind though, so he won’t hurt you accidentally. “F-Fuck sunshine~ This is amazing!”
He loves making puppet shows for the little ones! And sometimes he’ll ask you to join him to make them more human and interesting to look at.
When the kids leave he’s usually very alone. Cleaning the daycare or searching for you to accompany him.
He’s a fan of Karaoke but he doesn’t want people to hear his voice.
One time you came into the daycare in the after hours to search for sun. His monthly maintenance was due but he was nowhere to be found.
It’s weird since he’s always on time. You look through the whole daycare but he wasn’t there. So you go to his room and look over it. And there he is bawled up in the corner.
“Sun? What’s up dear?” you asked gently knowing that he needs you right now. “Sunshine?! Oh… I’m so so sorry that you have to see me this way again.” He said in a super sad tone while looking on the ground. “Don’t worry Sunny. You know you can tell me everything…” He looks up at you with hope.
“Oh… I… uhm… the parents were talking about me again.” He continued to tell you how the parents were talking bad about him. It broke your heart. You sat down beside him and hug his slim build. “You’re the best Sun. Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.” You give him a reassuring smile and you guys hug for a long time.
His love language is Acts of Service. He appreciates everything you do for him, even if it’s something small like leaving a sticky note for him.
He apologizes a lot too. Even for stuff that isn’t in his power.
He likes dancing with you. No matter if it’s more partying or if it’s more of a slow dance. “Come here sunshine. Let’s enjoy this moment…”
He’s not only programmed to entertain children but also to educate them. He has a wide range of languages and can count up to 100.
His dick is basically a tentacle. It’s twisted with moons part wich makes it even better to play with.
He has ADHD and uses stimming toys to calm himself. His favorite are the fidget cubes. He also got really sad that fidget spinners didn’t trend anymore.
Sometimes he wishes to be only one animatronic instead of two. After all Moon gets to spend all night with you and he doesn’t.
Every time the younger kids are explaining new memes to him he doesn’t understand. “Oh! What you drawing there small one?? What’s that? A skibidi Toilette…? That sounds disturbing…” You pat him on the shoulder. “Yeah no one gets what they like about…. That.” You say with a slight disgust on your face.
He also wished he could be more comfortable. His metal build isn’t really good for comforting the kiddos. He asked you a bunch of times if you can change something against that but you can’t due to the strict guidelines for him.
He tries to get into your special interests. Asking a bunch of questions so you know he’s interested in your life.
He’d be a switch with a bottom preference. He loves getting touched by you. But he also loves seeing you desperate.
One time you asked him if he still loved you. That man looked at you with the most shocked expression ever and just hugged you.
He hugged you and said “Oh Y/N… my sunshine… you’re the best thing that ever happened to me! I love you with all my body, heart and soul!” You guys just stand there holding each other for a very long time
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That’s also finished! I wanna send a huge shoutout and thanks to @millenniumproductions !! I’ll make sure to fulfill all your requests sooner or later! If you’re new here you can also leave a Follow and request! And once again thank you for reading!
- Your Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ
Interlude: The Sign, pt. 2
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Part 1 , Part 2 (you’re here!), Part 3 (soon)
See comic under the cut:
Slowly Learning (That Life Is Okay)
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A Little Night Music AU
I’m still writing it, never fear, it’s just slow going. I have this habit of writing completely out of order—especially since this story is based in music, and my song fixations are fickle AF.
(Excerpt from a far-away chapter) We’re Talking Away:
Moon stared at your phone—but to your dismay, he didn’t move to take it. For a moment, you were afraid Sun had been wrong—that not even this kind of olive branch would work.
When he finally moved, you nearly jerked back. He paused. Watching you. Reading you. Moon touched down onto the carpet. Then, he touched the phone at last. And he scrolled. For the longest thirty seconds of your life.
When his hand slid from the device, you frowned at his selection. It was the track you’d been looping since your talk with Sun. He’d been listening.
“…You sure? You’re not bored of this one yet?”
His eyelights shuttered briefly. Then nothing. If you didn’t know any better, you could have mistaken him for an elaborate art installation; standing like a mannequin in the neon light. His stillness in these moments still unnerved you just enough. Which was likely their intention, regardless of the fragile bridges you were rebuilding.
He lifted a hand—the lack of bells nearly startling you; an unpleasant reminder of how you got to this point. But you didn’t flinch. You promised. You waited.
Moon’s faceplate rotated, slowly, the gears clicking mutely. And slowly, gently, his fingers touched the edge of your phone again.
Tap. Tap.
You huffed.
“You’re the boss.”
You hit play.
As the first wave of synth drums pulsed in your fingers, Moon lifted off the ground once more. He regarded you, ever silent—his eyelights glowing across your face. You searched for words. Something, anything, to keep this moment from ending—to delay Moon from taking off into the dark again.
And then he’s soaring. Twisted up in that cable like aerial silk, swinging, tinny laughter floating over the familiar synthesized music. Something in your chest unclenched. You couldn’t help a smile as he passed just a bit too close, brushing your shoulder, the point of his hat nearly hitting your chin. He twirled, hooking the wire around his foot, and swung by again. Like he’s remembering how to fly.
Show off.