#madcatdaderpydrawer-blog

[digimonlover09]

NS golden is going to have a lot of trouble with Mack. Therapy is likely coming before the meds, since at the moment he doesn’t think anything is wrong with him and thus refuses to even consider taking prescription. So his paranoia is going to be through the roof. Blacky barely manages to convince him to come to goldens office, and that took over an hour

Golden will be very patient and gentle with him. Mack’s allowed to have whoever he wants with him to feel comfortable. If he doesn’t want to talk about something Golden will change the subject. For the first few sessions, it will mostly be Golden trying to coax Mack into light conversations. Just getting him comfortable enough to actually want to share his thoughts and feelings.

#madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #lord’s brother au #trapped forever au

[artoutoftheblue]

I can’t remember, do you have a demon au?

Yeah I do, its very Hazbin inspired tho

#it originally wasnt gonna be until i watched the show #blue talks #asks #mutuals #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #tsams demon au

[confined-to-one-spot-au]

Jeopardy you clearly underestimate how much people here like you X3

"I didnt think anyone would like a cannibalistic mentally ill antisocial god. But here we are. And I find it weird-"

#fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #lord jeopardy #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #tsams au #sams au #tsams oc #sams oc

[digi-sams-au-hell]

The shattered bloodmoon will do this to Rev when they want food

Rev will pour a blood pouch into the bowl. This will be slow because Infero made sure those things can’t be torn, they can only be opened with straws. So they’re just draining a juicebox into a bowl through the straw.

#madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #shattered bloodmoon au #lord’s brother au #scrap and scrape have sit there and slowly watch the bowl fill

[samslittles]

Crescent is a stinky little asshole. But hurting him will make little rays sad, so..

I’m going to shove him in a cat suit and tutu :)

Crescent: Don't you fucking touch me, I will blow up your ass.

#sun and moon show #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #Asks #oof he angy

[haunted-stars-au]

Clipsy, please be careful. Take a weapon if you can. Even a blunt tool would be good

#ask 14 #fnaf security breach #daycare attendant #eclipse #pre afton eclipse #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #sigery

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

We could bring in some more blood for you if it’ll help, harvest?

Harvest: *struggling to stay calm* Yes. But...mind your hands... *growl* Instincts are hard to control, but are certainly part of the soul

#lwyd harvest #lwyd bloodmoon #lwyd sams au #tsams agere #the sun and moon show agere #asks #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog

[laughterfixs]

OMG OMG OMG

@madcatdaderpydrawer-blog WHAT IF

STAY WITH ME NOW

VANNY SINGING MY LULLABY FROM LION KING 2

AND I JUST SEE THE BEGINNING WITH HER AND INFECTED MOON

#non tickles #Vanny #moondrop #infected moon #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #fnaf au #lion king 2 #it popped into my head cuz of tiktok #aaaaaaa #l.ftalks

[idkmanwtfishumanityanymore]

Y’ALL WE’RE WRONG. Y’ALL WE ARE DEAD WRONG.

WE ARE SO FUCKING WRONG Y’ALL 33:01 BLOODMOON IS SNIFFLING AND GROWLING AND HOLDING BACK HIS CRYING I CAN FUCKING HEAR IT.

I was right- me and anyone who thought he was just holding it back is right- HE IS LITERALLY FORCING BACK HIS REACTION. ITS FUCKING AUDIBLE.

THIS MAKES THE GODDAMN FEAR OF BLOODY BREAKING DOWN ON THE PODCAST (If Monty drags him there) BECAUSE PUPPET AND MONTY SPAM-REPLAY HARVEST’S DEATH SO MUCH MORE LIKELY TO HAPPEN.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

(They still acted really out of character with the whole not caring if the other was blown up- I’m not disregarding that)

I AM NOT FUCKING OKA-💥

(Tagging two people I talked about the twins’ lack of care for each other (hopefully it’s okay! Sorry if not!)

@madcatdaderpydrawer-blog @lover-of-cuteness

#BloodMoon Tsams #Sun and Moon show #Monty and Foxy show #MGAF’s #SAMs #tsams #Sun and Moon show spoilers #Monty and Foxy show spoilers #I AM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND. #I JUST WAS WATCHING PEOPLES VIDEOS ON THE SUBJECT AND SOMEONE POINTED OUT IN THE COMMENTS OF ONE OF THE VIDEOS #THAT WHEN FOXY ASKS; #“What’s it like knowing your brother died to a kid?” #THAT BLOODY IS LITERALLY HOLDING BACK HIS REACTION AND SNIFFLING. #I THOUGHT HE JUST FUCKING TURNS AWAY. #NO #HE IS FUCKING HURTING. #AND BITCH #SO THE FUCK AM I.

[asmodeus-682]

A thing ig

I got inspiration from @madcatdaderpydrawer-blog 's posts about Alastor and Vox as best friends

Alastor: I saw you've been spending a lot of time near Valentino recently.

Vox: Al, it ain't what you think-

Alastor: oh really?

Vox: yes-! He's just my boyfriend

Alastor: so there's no best friend business between you two?

Vox: of course not! You're my only best friend

Alastor: your only best friend?

Vox: yes!! You idiot

Alastor: good.

#hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #voxval #staticmoth #pre canon #platonic radiostatic #incorrect quotes

[churchydraws]

“People that are taller than me should be illegal.” -CSS Eclipse, probably

so @artoutoftheblue​ made me start thinking about how tall most people make their Daycare Attendant designs and thought it would be fun to pit the ones I know the most about against each other.

Red’s allowed in the short people club because Sunny’s Lunar is still taller than them. They’re allowed to have one tall person.

from left to right on the top, we got @madcatdaderpydrawer-blog​‘s Eclipse, Sun, Moon and Lunar, followed by my Sun, Moon, Eclipse, Lunar, and Red

at the bottom from left to right we have @eclipsedcrystalstar​‘s oc Lunar, followed by @artoutoftheblue​‘s Lunar, Sun, Moon, then Eclipsed’s oc Solar, and Sunny’s Eclipse!

#I was originally gonna have them in order of height #but then I realized the ref I was using for Sunny's attendants was outdated and Moon was actually shorter than Sun #sun fnaf #fnaf sun #sundrop fnaf #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moon #moon fnaf #fnaf moondrop #moondrop fnaf #eclipse fnaf #fnaf eclipse #sun and moon show eclipse #the sun and moon show eclipse #sun and moon show lunar #the sun and moon show lunar #css red #celestial siblings show au #sun and moon show bloodmoon #the sun and moon show bloodmoon #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show #Solar Eclipse fnaf #fnaf solar eclipse #security breach daycare attendant #daycare attendant #daycare attendant moon #daycare attendant sun #my art #fanart

[digimonlover09]

Traveler would be very intimidated by Moom, given his not very positive history with them. He’s very relaxed and happy when interacting with the babies but gets visibly nervous and tense when engaging with Moom, like he’s trying to gauge what response would result in him being hurt the least.

Moom is very patient and gentle with Traveler. He’s had to go through this with Kidclipse and Blue Moon, he knows the drill by now. He’s heaping on the praise and headpats, making sure to include Traveler in things.

#madcatdaderpydrawer-blog #trapped forever au #kidclipse au

[artoutoftheblue]

Remember that thread where little baby night ended up tripping a bunch of lord solars people down the stairs because he decided to sit on them? I wanna reread that thread but I can’t find the tag for lord solar crossover stuff with tf au

Heres the tag <3

#blue talks #asks #mutuals #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog

[chocolix76]

I had to write this after seeing this post earlier today. Just a little drabble if Bloodmoon and KC lived together and KC cooked the wild animals that Bloodmoon killed for him. It's been a very long time since I've written something intended to be wholesome

Warning for almost drowning

Word count: 2,004

@madcatdaderpydrawer-blog (sorry for the mention but I thought you might want to see this)

The sun was beginning to set beyond the top of the trees beyond where the trailer was parked, casting a golden glow through the open window into the kitchen where KC stood, tapping his fingers against the edge of the empty sink. Evidence of his hard work had long since been cleaned away, stained pots placed neatly in their respective cupboards. All that remained of his days worth of cooking were the tupperware containers sitting on the table behind him, filling the air with a pleasant aroma that he thought made the trailer feel more like home.

KC had been leaning over the sink for a little over an hour, staring through the small window at the trees beyond the clearing where he had parked his trailer for a semi-permanent place to live. The clearing was bare with the exception of the fireplace he had built for Bloodmoon to keep them entertained at night. Though it filled him with a parental stress to watch as Bloodmoon poked and prodded the burning flame with a stick or skewered a freshly slaughtered squirrel and hanging it precariously over the open flame, anxious that Bloodmoon would move the wrong way and their cape would burst into flame, KC was glad to keep them entertained in anyway he could.

Half a year and come and gone since Sun and Moon had knocked on the trailer door and practically handed Bloodmoon over to him. KC remembered that day as if it were yesterday, still holding a spoon in his hand as he opened the door, dripping half cooked soup onto the welcome mat. Sun and Moon had the slightly smaller animatronic practically in a chokehold, Bloodmoon thrashing in an unsuccessful attempt to break free. In rambling tones that were practically lost to the harsh winds outside, Sun and Moon had explained that they were trusting him to try and transition Bloodmoon from slaughtering countless innocent humans to killing animals. It was clear from the agitation in their eyes and the exhausted hunch of their posture that they didn’t have the energy to do it themselves.

Any emotions KC had felt in that moment were lost with time, but he did remember staring down at the thrashing animatronic, his sons, on his doorstep and feeling obligated to let them in and teach him everything he had discovered about the beauty of life. The moment Bloodmoon was relinquished from their care, the celestial twins took off, leaving KC alone in his trailer with the son he had long presumed dead. It was a strange feeling, watching as they stared at him with contempt and hurled insults at him that left bruises on his soul but nevertheless, he wasn’t going to give up on them. Not after they had been misunderstood time and time again. If anyone was going to understand his sons, it would be him.

Progress had been far from swift, often feeling anger surge through his body as Bloodmoon showed up at the trailer once again, covered in blood that was most definitely not from an animal. Despite the anger and frustration of Bloodmoon once again giving into his urges, KC would clean them off and gently remind them of the reason why they were living with him in the first place. KC knew that yelling would cause more harm than good. However, he always left out one detail whenever he had to scold them. He refused to let Bloodmoon know that the celestial twins had placed a time limit where if his son couldn’t control their violent urges, Moon wasn’t going to hesitate to kill them.

Absentmindedly wandering to the little room they shared at the far end of the trailer, KC gently smoothing out the bed sheets on Bloodmoon’s side of the room. Somehow, every morning the sheets would come undone from where KC had neatly tucked them the day before, ending up in a heap on the floor. Fixing it was never a bother to him. In fact, KC enjoyed having a nice little laugh to himself as he tucked the sheets back into their proper places, knowing that he now had a permanent roommate. His son. Moon’s deadline was met just in the nick of time and Bloodmoon’s life was mercifully spared.

As the golden light began to fade into the darkness of night, KC returned to his spot in front of the window, resting his head against the palm of his hand, anxiety growing in his chest as he waited for Bloodmoon to return, dead animal in hand. Bloodmoon wasn’t at the firepit  poking at a roaring fire or running around in the forest, chasing after a squirrel or perhaps even a deer.

 With their curfew rapidly approaching, KC felt the urge to run through the forest shouting their name until they showed up, safe at home once more. However, he promised his sons some freedom and searching for them before they were past their curfew would be violating their independence. Despite that, KC’s urge to find them and sit them at the kitchen table while they squirmed in their seats, impatiently waiting for the soup that contained their hunt of the day didn’t diminish in the slightest. 

After a few minutes, he was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of something thrashing around in the pond nearby the trailer. It could have been anything ranging from an animal that had unwillingly fallen into the pond to a fish fighting for its life, but KC’s mind immediately went to Bloodmoon falling in or jumping in on their own accord, grasping wildly for something to save them without luck. 

Without a moment’s hesitation, KC dashed out of the trailer, his optics adjusting quickly to the falling darkness but not quick enough for him to make out the shape of whatever was thrashing around in the pond. What gave away the struggling individual was their guttural cries as they tried unsuccessfully to tread water, grasping for land which was just out of reach. KC’s metaphorical heart sank as he saw his sons fighting to keep their head above water, not wanting to be taken captive to a watery grave. The moment their head was submerged, death at the bottom of the pond was imminent.

Not wasting a moment, KC waded into the pond, icy water soaking his pantaloons up to the knees, reaching above his waist as he approached his sons as quickly as possible. Reaching his arms out, he grasped their thrashing frame, pressing their body against his chest and feeling their body still the moment they were held in familiar arms. Two clawed hands slowly wrapped around KC’s thin neck as he made his way out of the pond, carrying them back to the trailer where they would be safe and warm. It wasn’t until they were safely inside the trailer that KC placed Bloodmoon back onto dry land, his permanent grin growing as he saw the dead fish still clasped in their jaws. 

“Are you okay? Is something damaged?” KC asked, concern dripping from his voice as he checked Bloodmoon from top to bottom for any signs of damaged wiring or any other possible injuries from their hunt. “You poor thing, you are soaked! Let me get you dried off… You both scared me half to death!”

Bloodmoon made a grumbling sound, allowing the fish to be pried from their jaws and placed onto the cutting board in the kitchen for temporary storage, creating an ever growing puddle on the floor where they stood. In no time at all, KC returned with a towel, eyeing Bloodmoon’s soaked clothes and making a soft tutting noise in his voicebox. 

“This will not do. I know you are going to hate me for this, but I will need you to take your clothes off,” KC said, fighting back a laugh at the horrified look Bloodmoon gave him. “Do not look at me like that, there is no point in me drying you off if your clothes are still sopping wet. I will get you something more comfortable until they dry off. Once they are clean, you can have them back.”

KC stepped back, averting his gaze as parental love swelled in his chest at the disgruntled grumbling and complaining that Bloodmoon made as they reluctantly took off their clothes so they could be dried off. Despite their childish nature and their habit of getting into trouble, KC felt that the twins being brought to his doorstep was the best thing to ever happen to him. His favorite part of the day was watching Bloodmoon bound through the backyard, freshly hunted animal in hand, excited to show him what they had killed and relive long-winded tales of how they had slaughtered it. 

“We are ready,” Bloodmoon grunted, standing awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen, clothes laying in a heap on the floor. Their voices were brought down to nothing more than a mere whisper as they hesitantly added, “thank you.”

“Of course,” KC replied brightly, kneeling down in front of Bloodmoon and gently patting them down with a towel. He was aware of how they shifted their attention from the towel to KC, leaning into his warm touch as the remnants of their pond mishap were dried away. “Once I am done cleaning you off, I will cook the fish you brought back for dinner. You gave me quite the scare but I am very proud of you both, do you understand that?”

Bloodmoon only made a grunt in response that KC took as a yes. Once he had dried the last of the water, KC carried the towel back into the bathroom before grabbing a new pair of clothes for the twins. It was a red bathrobe that he had been given at the soup kitchen and would be less than ideal for Bloodmoon, but it would have to do until their original clothes were cleaned and dried off. After lots of struggling and complaints from the twins, KC managed to get them into the bathrobe.

“Now that you are both safe and dry, there has to be some punishment for your little stunt,” KC stated, turning his attention away from Bloodmoon as he began to cut up the fish and prepare dinner. “Tomorrow morning, you are not allowed to leave the trailer until an hour after sunrise, got it? I am very happy that you are okay, but I am going to keep an eye on you for a bit to make sure it does not happen again.”

Immediately after their punishment was set in stone, Bloodmoon flopped to the ground at KC’s feet, the animatronic pressing their face against the trailer floor. KC let out an amused huff as he stepped around them to grab a pot to place the fish in once he was finished cutting it. It had only taken a few weeks of living with Bloodmoon to realize that it was best not to pay them any mind if they had a temper tantrum. Paying attention to them only caused them to complain and whine louder.

“Our father dares imprison us!” Bloodmoon cried, their voice still as loud as ever even when muffled by the floor. “He’s never going to let us see the light of day again, enslaving us in this stupid trailer! He’s going to let us starve! Awful father, he is.”

KC simply laughed to himself at Bloodmoon’s over dramatic nature, continuing to step over them as needed. It was only when the pleasant aroma of the fish soup on the stove began to waft through the trailer that the twins were silenced, sitting attentively at KC’s feet and waiting impatiently for their hunt to be turned into a delicious meal. Sure, Bloodmoon often gave him the robot equivalent of a heart attack with their impulsive nature, but KC wouldn’t trade moments like these for the world. As he had promised to Bloodmoon half a year ago, KC would care for them forever and always. 

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #fanfic writing #sams killcode #sams bloodmoon #I love them so dearly your honor

[digi-sams-au-hell]

Mack would definitely try to toss meat into the witherstorm Monty’s mouths, just for fun.

Maw has some fun with it. Jumping around and doing little tricks like a dog. A bit of lighthearted fun is the least he could do for his only friend. Especially since he’s getting some small snacks out if it.

#witherstorm monty au #trapped forever au #madcatdaderpydrawer-blog

[samslittles]

Helios, what if the people in the dimension.. like, don’t let Sol leave? Then you won’t be getting your slave back ever. You don’t even know what dimension he’s in.

Helios: I don't? Aw darn... how will I ever figure it out? (Sarcasm, his best weapon)

#sun and moon show #asks #age regression #madcatdaderpydrawer blog