steven 🔮

interest check. how would we feel about this id - "daycare comic. like pjs daycare except none of the creepy and insensitive stuff. but moreso like the daycare from security breach. but like the issues appear when like. the main daycare attendant is the man the myth the legend fresh. and also theres like weird ghost baddies hiding whenever its like. eepy time. im taking a lot of liberties from fnaf in my idea. nightmare is the other caretaker. fresh is the equivalent of "sun" from fnaf, nightmare is the equivalent of "moon." - end id

got reminded that i made this one time. like a couple months ago think u could prolly tell considering the style is uh kind of uh God awful?? lmao nwyways yeahh i remade a screenshot from the christmas party au. honestly i really wish it got a part 2 this comic is so cute i love it so much

literally owned my entire childhood

me an my friend harassing fresh

blame fran

GUYS IM SO HYPE I LOVE THIS ok so im making. a concept. either making it an ask blog or just a general au. heres the concept prologue CW TEXT WALL Gradient was sitting on the gentle carpet of dark grass that lined Outertale's glittery environment. The calming scent of the night's chill, mixed with the stinging aroma of grass pollen was the only thing he could sense. He was calm, as he watched the stars with wide, curious eyes. Fresh gently patted his head, turning to him with a warm smile. "Stars are pretty rad, aren't they?" Gray nodded, grinning. "Thanks for taking me here, Fresh!" "No problemo, kiddo." He murmured, turning his gaze back to the galaxy painting the night sky in an array of colors. For a moment, he almost thought he saw a shooting star streak the sky, which made him perk. "Didja see dat?" He glanced to Gradient, who's jaw was gaping in shock. "I did!" He giggled, kicking his feet. "That was so cool! Aren't we supposed to make a wish after those?" Fresh nodded. "Go ahead." Gray closed his eyes, thinking for a moment. "I wish... I wish to visit the stars someday!" He smiled. Smiling, Fresh looked to Gradient. "That's a pretty dope wish! Hopefully someday we will." Gradient stared at the sky with a lidded gaze. It had been almost a decade since that day. He's never forgotten about that wish- he's thought about it a lot. It's never come true, well, at least, not yet. "Perhaps we will." He murmured to himself, glancing beside him, where he vividly remembers Fresh being, though he was nowhere to be found.