starboundpix
made of stardust
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epic the musical i fuckginfg LOVE U
#we blasted the new album in the living room#give this a listen if you haven't before!!!#so good#misc: pix chats
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I have survived the interview o.o actually did not go too badly I think
Job interview in 10 minutes scareee
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I was going to do Moon's piece from my God Sun post here, but then I looked at it and I knew in my soul I could redo it better. And I did.
YIPEEEE
Close-ups under the cut people!
#WOW#this is so so so cool#I am in awe#the flames and the mystical-ness of it all!#stunning#and he’s so BIG!#type: art#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: sun#queue are made of stardust
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Job interview in 10 minutes scareee
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* you shoot sun a flirty gesture across the room. its effective
closeup of my favorite shot
#squealing about how adorable he is#the expressions here!!!#so good ahhh#type: art#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: sun#queue are made of stardust
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I think we all need a little tough love from time to time.
^^this is what tough love looks like ☀️🌙❤️
#WAHHHHH#i'm screaming this is so cute#heart = melted#their lil blushes#the soft colors!#giggling at their faceplates tilting like that /aff#type: art#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: sun#ch: moon#queue are made of stardust
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thinking thoughts of band/singer!au sun and moon x reader...
either with reader who is a fan, or reader who works to help sun and moon go on tour c:
#i'd love to hear thoughts on which kind of reader! or any questions about the au#crying though#why does my brain spew fic ideas when i'm trying to work on a wip#misc: pix speaks
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I have wanted to make a 'harvest lest' for actual months, and a friend finally pushed me into picking up the new tablet to take it for a spin - and now harv-lest sticker is real.
Harvest Moon belongs to @venomous-qwille !
#ooooooh!#staring so hard#the green sheen on his hands#AND HIS FINGER JOINTS???? SO COOL#very fun pose too hehe#type: art#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: moon
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I want to do something for MerMay but at the moment I have no ideas 😔
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as I'm writing part three of (love is) a seed that grows, I am slowly but surely including larger plot points in this and I am scared.
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do you ever just -
#hehehehe#type: art#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: sun#ch: moon#queue are made of stardust
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#for the farm au reader definitely has sunflowers growing#i demand it#type: gif#type: insp#(love is) a seed that grows
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Because I have just seen this specific thing for the second time, I would like to say:
If I reblog your art, I do not expect you to reblog (or share!) my fic in return
If I comment on your fic, I do not expect you to comment on (or read!) mine in return
My enjoyment of anyone's work does not come with strings or expectations
My friendship is not a bill that you will have to pay later
That's it!
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It is said that the Princess of Faz is beset by a curse. None knew how to break it…
#oh this is so beautiful#looks like a full on painting i would see in an art museum#the blues hehe i'm in love#wow... princess...#type: art#queue are made of stardust
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There are no thoughts behind those metal faceplates. Not a single one. /aff
(my first time drawing any fanart at all >.< started as a little sketch thanks to being bored in class.)
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“say,” sun muses one evening after all the kids have gone home for the day, “can you do something for me, friend?”
you raise an eyebrow at him over your shoulder. blank white eyes peer down at you from a short distance away. his hands clutch onto a moon plush, long fingers kneading tersely into the soft material.
“what is it?” you ask curiously. the rag you’d been using to disinfect and clean the top of the security desk gets set off to the side so you can turn around and give him your full attention. you lean back against the desk and make a face at him. “you’re not gonna ask me to help clean out the ball pit again, are you?”
sun laughs—a loud, sharp thing that reverberates around the daycare in a way that makes your shoulders tense ever so minutely. he waves a hand at you as though to brush off your question. “oh no, nothing like that, silly! i just want you to repeat something for me.”
“repeat something,” you echo, eyes latched unwaveringly on his form. he tosses the moon plush into its designated bin and approaches closer to you. enough so that his shadow drenches itself over your smaller form like an unforgiving wave and your head cranes up awkwardly to meet his shaded gaze.
“yes, quite simple, really.” a golden hand reaches forward to set itself on the edge of the desk to your side—effectively caging you against it. a warning bell goes off in your head. you try not to shrink back, but it’s difficult. tendrils of unease snake their way through your chest and into your throat.
sun’s white-pupil look is unyielding—fixated on something just below your eyes. you swallow thickly.
“repeat after me,” he says in a voice no louder than a murmur. “i love you.”
your breathing stutters to a stop.
“what?” is the only thing that breaks through your befuddlement—breathless and rushed out like you couldn’t believe what he’d just said. the tendrils have coalesced into a pressing force that weighs heavily inside your chest.
sun’s faceplate ticks to the left sharply. grey eyes lower into a half-lidded stare. he makes a sound like he’s clicking his tongue against strangely sharp teeth, disapproving. “that is not what i asked of you, i’m afraid.” his head bows closer towards you. his optics crinkle into crescents as the edges of his smile thin like a razor. “try again.”
your lips make formless words, but not a sound comes out. your mind feels like it’s running hundreds of miles a minute and yet it’s also… not. there’s no way he understands the depth of what he’s saying, right? what he’s asking? you’re… unsure. you don’t know what to do and it shows in the uncertainty etched into your face and the tautness of your shoulders.
sun is patient—for now—but you are fumbling miserably. “i— why do you—?”
“ah ah ah,” sun cuts across your stuttering words before you can even get the sentence out. sharp fingers tap against the security desk at your side. tink tink tink. you suppress a shiver. “what did i say? repeat it.”
you’re stuck. you’re stuck and you have not a single clue on how to slip out of this in all of your unease and reluctance. your heart hammers away in your chest even as your ears burn and a warmth crawls up your neck. sun’s gaze places you in a spotlight and after assessing the way he curls over you in his own semblance of a cage, you exhale slowly through your nose and pull yourself together.
your jaw clenches, then relaxes, and you part your lips. “i… love you?”
you cringe internally at the high pitched cadence, but sun does not seem to mind. he shivers—minutely, so minutely—and you can feel where his arm shakes whilst pressed against your side. he looks at you like a lion watching a gazelle, teeth bared in a stretching smile. “again. i love you, sun.” his words are slow.
what are you doing. what are you doing? you balk in the face of his persistence. “i love you, sun.” the words feel… unripe. unnatural. your tongue is made of cotton and lead.
sun hums in delight—the line of his mouth just inches above your forehead. you cannot even begin to unravel the knot of emotions in your stomach.
“wonderful,” he eventually breathes into the minuscule space between your faces. his other hand raises to swipe a thumb adoringly under your eye and he sighs contentedly. “just wonderful.”
#bashes this sun over the head with a lead pipe#back off!#stinky poopoohead who doesn't realize a forced declaration of love is not love at all!#be delulu in your head smh#(but erm the threatening unhinged vibes he gives off... perhaps i am here for this...)#fanfic: sun#fanfic: fnaf#misc: pix recommends#type: text#type: game#game: five nights at freddy's#ch: sun
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