I’ve had this account for several years now since 2012? 2013??? I have changed a lot there are many things I’ve reblogged/made in the past that does not reflect my current views, morals, or interests and going back to remove them is too daunting of a task form me with how many posts this account has.
I’m so lost in the sauce right now (canon and fanon overlapping), does Moon actually have anything to do with security or did people make that up
Dread Unit had a line that didn’t make it to the final cut of the game.
The system is detecting that not all animatronics are at their Recharge Terminals. A retrieval unit is being deployed. All malfunctioning units please remain at your current position. All human personnel should immediately evacuate the premises as accidental human retrieval can be fatal.
The only scene in the final cut of the game that fits the described situation was Moon dragging low-power Freddy to Parts and Service. And the security office at the Endo section have a Moon plush sitting right beside the security badge and a security hat.
It’s never explicitly stated whether or not Moon is security but there’s enough crumbs, so I’m running away with Moon is a security bot whose job is to retrieve malfunctioning animatronics back to P&S.
Honestly be pretentious as fuck about the stuff you create. Do a press release for your fanfic updates. Do a Q&A about your webcomic. Make fake merch designs for your OCs. Commission “official” book covers. Very few of us will ever get to a stage where something we’ve created Makes It Big but even if you have an audience of 5 people plus a shoelace fucking indulge yourself and pretend!! It’s the only way to live!!
me constantly releasing press junkets about my OCs like they are actual celebrities and i am their PR agent
premise. he will bring you the universe. all you need, is to ask ( a quiet moment in your embrace ) — ft. wanderer
gn reader implied nonhuman, timeline is a little weird… basically during the sumeru storyline, lowercase
the sea between sumeru and inazuma extends seven thousand kilometers further than the largest mountain in liyue. the sun rises over the horizon in the lavish city, bathing the marbled walls in its golden warmth and casting a shadow onto the hidden corners of the world. his eyes are the first to open, and yours are the last to close.
and if the universe would allow it, he would cradle the globe in his arms until it was the size of a glass marble—quietly kept under the promise of a kiss and held carefully in the palm of your hand, dancing delicately between your thumb and index finger and held tightly near your beating chest. a gift for you and only you, the first, and only one, to embrace him in his raw vulnerability.
