I Competely Forgot I Made These

you were cross the border, right? same as us, and that thief over there

those bastards love hunting y/n for kissies and cuddles

and............comfort their little meow meow

TW: BLOOD

I'VE RETURNED WITH MY GHOST AU

in this universe, the reader is a ghost living in a Pizza Plex. Not everyone and not always can see the ghost, but it's always there. Somewhere behind you. Floating in the abyss of time with no purpose and no memories.

lmao poor sun

Art fight attack for @bamsara

Stitch is too cute, I just had to draw her playing restaurant with Elio. ☺️

what if nightmares dragged you under the bed

It was just your imagination

At least they got to see the sunlight.

Actaully I really want to bookbind some of my own fics (Solar Lunacy, my IZ series, DST Nightly Shenanigans and EE&E, ect) but that means I need to go through all the chapters and super duper make sure there's no spelling/grammer errors that aren't intentional. And then ALSO illustrate a bookcover for all of them lmao

If I did the work of all of then I'd might to upload the finished manuscript (meaning without authors notes) and images for bookbinding but gd its going to be a project

The order of things

Part 1 | Part 2

People tend to forget that Sun and Moon are literal items. They have no free will, no choice, no freedom, nothing at all. Everything that can be in their possession, can also be torn away by the company and they won't be able to do anything about it. And the worst thing about it all is that they need to believe they're nothings here because if they don't it will crush them. Their opinions? Nothing. Feelings? Never existed in the first place. Memories? It belongs to Faz co and to them only.

What will happen if you treat them as equals? Denial. They cannot let themselves to believe you. Because if you're right... the reality is a very cruel thing.

This particular comic is a part of a storyline where the dca physically cannot have romantic feelings.

Yet.

As much as I love the sweet fiction I also love the cruel realism. Programming is a very simple thing - if you don't put something in the code, it won't appear by itself. The daycare attendant is not programmed to be able to love.

But self-operating AI can learn. Especially when someone wants it to.

Virus makes them feel a lot. Probably too much. It's a new program, new commands, new triggers, new opportunities to push the boundaries.

It doesn't make them feel love of course. But they think that it does. It feels like love to them.

Not like they know how it supposed to feel anyway.

And while Moon tries to embrace it, to feel, to understand...

...Sun hides. But not from his feelings, he hides from the fact that the virus affects him as well.

It can't be true. Why would he be dangerous like Moon? No, if he ignores it, it will go away. Moon is the one who's broken. Sun is totally fine, everything will fine. He will make sure of it.

For Moon's part, he's fed up with hiding. It's always him who's in shadow. But with virus?

Freedom for Moon. Control for Sun.

AI will learn.

some doodles i forgot to post