as much as i like the sun and moon show, i feel like too many people hold it as gospel for the relationship of sun and moon. too many people think them being brothers is canon to fnaf as a whole, but there isn't any answer to their dynamic other than they share a body and sun is afraid of moon during Ruin. I personally don't see them as brothers, but if you do thats ok. I just hate seeing people accuse artists and writers of gross stuff because of headcannon

I think the reason why I don’t wear makeup is because since I was little I was taught makeup is a women’s basic respect towards men and my brain said fuck you then, I would love it if I were taught it’s a way to express myself instead of that shit…

I still learned how to do it but I don’t wear it on a daily basis it just makes me feel uncomfortable both physically and mentally…

i think nonbinary folks need to be louder and meaner about inclusion. we should refuse every effort to confine us to a "third" gender. we need to speak up about misguided "women & nonbinary" groupings, because nonbinary is not Girl Lite™. in fact we need to take the whole idea of Girl Lite™ and smash it with a hammer and put it in an acid bath. dissolve that garbage. nonbinary is fat, it's femme, it's masc, it's both, it's neither, it's an infinitely diverse category, and the sooner we nuke this basic-ass milquetoast image of "thin young white afab person" (which, lbr, people also wrongly interpret those folks as 'pretty much just girls who want to be special for some reason lol') the freer and better off we will all be

People see "nonbinary" and think "okay so how can I fit this in as a sort of variation within the binary?"

Phases of the Moon (Man)

Fresh Baked Bread

@paper-lilypie I dunno if the characterizations are okay but I had this idea in my head all day today so...

The soft, warm rays of the early morning sun flickered through the curtain dancing across a light breeze. Through the partially open window you could hear the city crawling to life, still too early by most folks standards but the birds were chirping and shopkeepers were opening the shutters to greet the day...

And there you were, warm and cozy in bed with the delicious scent of fresh baked bread wafting up through the floorboards to tickle your nose and drive a burning sense of hunger into the pit of your stomach. That was when your eyes popped wide and you remembered just where you were and why... (and also why you were so dreadfully hungry; you hadn't eaten much since the start of this whole fiasco.)

You groaned and stretched languidly. What you wouldn't give for just one more blissful moment of that state between asleep and awake where your problems didn't exist.

The feeling of something soft but heavy dropped over your head and panic struck you in an instant. You began clawing for your very life until you wrangled yourself free of an... apron?

“Rise and shine sleepyhead!” The cheerful voice of your sunny husband rang out from behind you. You twisted violently in the sheets to turn and face him to find that he wasn't alone.

You eyed your second husband who was withdrawing his hands in an indicator that he'd been the one to unceremoniously drop the apron atop your head. “It's far past time for you to get to work.”

“Work? But I-”

“I know it's early, but you'll get used to waking up at dawn each day!” The sunny one chimed. “I hear most humans find that sort of thing rewarding.”

Dawn? Each day? Oh no, no, no, no...

“But I can't just-”

“And be quick about it.” Your lunar spouse spoke a bit less than delicately. “There's a lot to get done before we open in an hour...”