#sunbot

[goodolddumbbanana]

The biggest difference between Servant Sun who got killed by Eclipse multiple times Vs SunBOT from Moon and Sun Minecraft who doesn't know if he died and got a bunch of clones in his basement.

[patients-and-patience-dca-au]

After posting You, I realized I never shared the final designs of Sunbot and Moonbot! My bad guys!

[yumeinati]

Two versions since I can’t leave out Sunbot Brian

[clovergreensocks]

Whats got this guy in a twist ??

ITS SODA and kern!! My oc’s for the star bench mafia!!!

[the-daycare-assistant]

Can we bring back silly DCA ocs and sonas? I think that was very cool and sexy of us you guys

All jokes aside welcome to the DCA versions of my girlfriend @elliethejellie and I, they’re a little sunbot while im a silly eclipsebot

[martinsorbit]

[Inscryption AU] They thought being inscribed was for one game file ONLY! They MAD!!

god this is so self indulgent. like im not even joking this time im 100% serious. oh my god. are they my fucking ocs at this point? sorry im tired

So uh. After PO3's takeover of Inscryption by the end of ACT 2, Lunar and Solaris get turned into cards yet again (LOL sorry) and become part of the technology deck in ACT 3 as Moonbot and Sunbot.

PO3 didn't really mean to inscribe them, I dont think It knew if they really existed or not since both Solaris and Lunar are scrapped secret bosses that never got truly deleted.

Since the two shouldn't really exist in the game, in ACT 3, both of their cards get a new sigil and effect (Still thinking of a name, but I want it to be like the pizzaplex virus in the sense that it affects an animatronic and infects the others close to it; Maybe a power debuff to all adjacent cards + and some damage stuff)

[antivoid-alex]

That was an amazing 1st episode for the Channel, I wasn't expecting the little Sunbot to stay in the girls dimension but OK.

Also the thing at the end about Suns being incredibly adaptable, like that's such an interesting plot point to just drop at the end, but it makes so much sense.

Like Moon said, Sun has being through so much but he's always able to come out fine in the end, That's probably how Dark Sun was able to outsmart everyone because he could always change his plan on a dime so he stays in control of everything, unlike Moon who needs time to come up with new plans.

And ruin might have also inherited this adaptability And that's how he's able to switch his personality and demeanour to fit whatever situation he is in, or maybe he just learnt how to do that while having to survive in his awful dimension and I'm just overthinking it.

[hahskeleton]

helloo!! hope youre having a good day :3

was wondering if i could get a drabble of the dca helping reader with something medical? sickfic, stitches, yadda yadda. reader being embarrassed, the whole "i can do it myself" shabang. im a sucker for "patching up" tropes </3 im CURSED!!

Title: Sick but Fine

Word Count: 1,492

CW: nothing, just a lil bit of sick y/n

You hurried through the rain up to the huge doors of the Pizzaplex, feeling heavy-headed and congested. Your body ached and protested that you stay home today, but you couldn’t miss work.

To clear your head of any thoughts of sickness, you thought about how you were probably supposed to take the employee entrance, but why did it matter? Nobody would care, and nobody does. Besides, the front entrance has a much warmer welcome than the old door in the back.

But putting that aside, you rushed through the crowds to get to the daycare. You were already late, trying to push through the sea of people going to see the band’s show was going to make you even more late.

You swore half these people saw the show every day. How does it never get old? You never saw it more than once. Other than that, you only heard kids begging Sun and Moon to take them to see it. The answer was always no.

You finally made it to the doors leading to the Superstar Daycare, and as you entered the completely empty lobby, you sneezed. And you sneezed again. And again. And again. You stopped in the dead center of the room and calmed yourself down. You weren’t supposed to come to work sick. You had to do everything in your power to make sure that Vanessa didn’t find out you had a fever, she’d kick you out.

The final breath you took before you left the lobby was deep and long, and then you left for the stairs and went down to the entrance. Before you opened the large doors to the daycare, you rubbed your eyes and stood a little taller, trying to pass the I’m not sick look.

Finally, you pushed open one of the doors and stepped into the brightly lit daycare. A few kids ran around away from the rest of the children, and over by the ball pit was Sun playing who knows what with quite a few kids. He looked up at you, and his rays spun around, clearly quite happy to see you.

You waved and took your route to the main desk, setting your plastic water bottle next to the computer. “Sunshine!” You jumped, and though Sun did this nearly every day, his popping up suddenly caught you off guard each time.

You cleared your throat, “Hey, Sunny.” You smiled at him.

Sun leaned over the desk and watched you for a moment as you pulled out your chair and sat down. You heard the sunbot say your name with a bit of concern.

Your mind snapped to how you looked—probably a little under the weather. “Yeah?” You replied, acting oblivious.

Sun stood up straight and gestured his hands accordingly as he spoke, “You look a little rosy-cheeked today! Everything's all right?”

You nodded, “Yeah, why?” You lied.

Sun twitched, “Sunflower, you seem… are- are you sure you should be coming into work today? I- I mean, it’s not that we don’t want you here! Moony and I- I mean, you just look unwell, do you have…” He reached over the desk in an attempt to feel your forehead for a fever. You knew you were flaring up, so as Sun tried to place a hand on your forehead, you pushed it away and said, “I’m fine, Sun.”

He would frown, and then he groaned with displeasure, “If you say so...” You stood up from the desk and stretched, “Oh, could you grab the box of art supplies from the closet, please?” Sun chimed, his rays swaying blissfully as he walked along.

You nodded and left for the closet. Sun waved you off and then turned back to the children.

“Moony… I don’t think-”

“Neither do I. They are sick.” Moon’s voice rang from inside Sun’s head, the moon and the sun animatronics speaking through their shared headspace.

“What do you think...? Should we help? Or should we… leave them be?” Sun asked, looking back, scanning around for you even though he just sent you to the closet.

“Leave it to me.” Moon said without hesitation, immediately thinking up a plan.  

You took the box of art supplies from the closet, wandered back to the daycare, and dropped it on the counter. Sun turned around and sighed, then he called all the kids to the tables and signaled for you to bring the box over. You did as you were told and lugged it over, plopping it on the ground beside Sun. “Thank you, Sunshine!” He beamed with enthusiasm, digging through the box and grabbing what he needed.

You watched as he started to pass out the art supplies, and you started to space out.

You were tired. You felt someone tap your shoulder, and you snapped out of it, shaking your head vaguely as you realized Sun had been talking to you. “Sunbite…? You okay?”

You nodded, “Oh, yeah, sorry. I just spaced out for a moment.”

Sun’s brows knitted, but he just turned back to the kids and supervised them. Eventually he sat down and started to color with the rest of the kids, and so did you.

Before you knew it, nap time came around. You went back behind the desk and waited for the lights to go out. Maybe you could get at least five minutes of rest while Moon was taking care of the kids.

Finally, the lights dimmed and went dark. There were a few clicking sounds and the sound of shifting metal, and that told you that Sun and Moon were switching.

The next thing you knew, Moon peeked over the desk at you. "Hey, Moon.” You smiled at him.

He popped up onto the desk, crouching on it as a perch, “Hello, starlight~!” He hummed, his sharp teeth spreading in a wide grin.

“The kids are looking for you.” You said, looking past Moon. “I’m aware.” He jumped down from the desk and lingered behind it, “I’ll be back in a moment,” he whispered, heading off into the darkness to fulfill his job.

Just like he said he would, Moon returned to the desk. But you didn’t see him. He came stealthily from behind and grabbed you, pulling you off your chair.

“MOON!” You whisper-screamed, mindful of the kids that were sleeping.

He shifted you into a position in his arms where one arm held your legs, the other your back and head. He ignored your squirming and complaining and started to walk away from the desk.

Moon’s skyhook came down and attached to his back, and then he was carried up to the platform where his room was. “Moon, what are you doing…!?” You hissed, pushing to get out of his arms.

He walked off the balcony, detaching his hook, and went into his and Sun’s room. It was messy but cozy, with soft lights hanging from the ceiling that weren’t enough for Sun to come out, and blankets and pillows everywhere. There were cleaning supplies and other daycare products in some corners, too.

Moon carried you to a couch in the corner and plopped you down onto it. You tried to stand, but Moon pushed you back onto the red sofa.

“Lay down.” He demanded simply.

“What are you doing?” You groaned, folding your arms over your chest.

“You are sick. You need to rest, so I am putting you to sleep.”

“I am NOT sick! I’m fine!” You hollered in a mutter, standing from the couch and taking a few steps away before Moon inevitably pushed you back onto the couch.

“I don’t care whether you think you’re fine or not. You are going to rest because you are not fine.” Moon grabbed a blanket and a bunch of pillows. He lifted your head and placed a pillow behind you, then covered you with a blanket.

You shook him away, “I can take care of myself, Moon.” You took the blanket off and turned your body, planting your feet to stand, when you suddenly had a huge, painful coughing fit. Your chest felt like it was burning and on fire, and your throat was dry and sore.

Moon just watched you from across the room, arms crossed and a monotone expression. “So. How’s being fine going for you, Starlight?” He murmured, his eyes narrowing.

You shot him a glare, “All right, fine…” You laid back down and covered yourself up, “I’ll sleep…” You moped, turning yourself so you were facing the couch and not Moon.

You heard Moon shuffle closer to you, and then he sat beside the couch. You turned over and looked at him, but he didn’t look at you.

Your arm hung over the edge of the sofa, your fingers barely brushing the hard ground. Moon looked at your hand and thought for a moment before he mended his fingers into yours.

It was silent.

It was calm.

“Thanks, Moon…” you said under your breath, your eyes closing with heaviness and comfort.

He sighed, “Any time, Starlight.”

[ask-house-of-suns-au]

sunny are you homophobic

(*He seems to be surprised by what you said.*)

Sun: WHAT?! My brother is aroace. Solar is pan. Earth is pan too.

Cringe Sun yells: He is dodging the question!!!

Sun: No I'm not!!

SunBOT: He is right! The one who is homophobic is Sundrop!!

(*Sun and all of Suns, except Sunshine turn right back to look at SunBOT*)

WAIT WHAT?!

(* Sundrop almost choked off nothingness, also turned back to look at SunBOT in full disbelief and asks*)

I am a what?

SunBOT: YEAH!! YOU TOLD ME BEFORE, REMEMBER? YOU SAID HUMAN DISGUSTED YOU 😀😀😀

(*They raised their hands and lowered them again. Their teeth clenched, they tried to speak in the most patient voice possible.*)

Sundrop: That is not the definition of homophobic, SunBOT. Nope... Nah ah... none... Nope buddy... Not at all... Don't ever say that again. Or I will take off your rays in your sleep and you will never find it again....

Cringe Sun: Oh~~ you are homophobic? I didn't know *wink wink* Now I know why you hate me 😔😔😘

Sundrop: Can you stop making the situation literally become worse? Yes? Thank you?

(*Sun stood still, then he cleared his throat, stuttering*)

I just don't care about the gender, okay? You can love whoever you want, it is not a big deal.

Also, I am just saying between Dark Sun and Servant, we are just friends.

(*He smiles so confidently*)

Sundrop *fake coughs*: Last night that term didn't seem right.

Sun: What--!? Shush! Shush! Shut up!!! SHUT YOUR MOUTH!! HAHAHA!!!

(*He tried to cover Sundrop's mouth with his hand, yelling loudly.*)

HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE IS TALKING ABOUT!!! HAHAHAH

(*He grabbed Sundrop tightly, his voice hissing when he was whispering in their ears,*)

How do you know that!!?

Sundrop (*with the smiling eating grin shit*): I think it is the you question to find out, bro.

[sabrondabrainrot]

Why is it through memes that the sun harem plot thickens?

I mean that's peak media perfection.... But still 😂

The "or date you" BRUH Dark Sun is so down bad for Sun gfghuyfgyj I love it girl go get yo man!!!

😂😂😂

Cringe Sun you precious being 🙏 one day Sundrop will accept your bust down sexual style. But for now save your rizz babygirl king before it's too late.

What did I just write

Dark Sun x Sun supremacy 😔🫶

☀️❌⛅

Dark Sun asks Sundrop to help him impress Sun.

Sundrop(No Moon! Sun) *still in his very upbeat phase*: So... What do we need a Wither dragon for?

Dark Sun : What do you mean what do we need a Wither dragon for? Why in the hell do you think I just spent whole months driving Nexus crazy?

The whole purpose of recruiting Nexus in the first place was just to make Sun realize how horrible Moons are so that I can prove my decision on killing Moon are right and Sun just do the same with me, he will join me and he will not refuse, because of the implication.

Sundrop ( * sweating nervously*): Oh, uh... okay. You had me going there for the first part, the second half kinda threw me off.

Dark Sun (*patiently explaining*): Well Sun, think about it: Nexus just went crazy and attempted to go on a rampage killing all of Sun's family members.

Sundrop (*kinda regret interacting with Dark Sun right now*): Erm...

Dark Sun: And Moon is just pathetic crippled in the background thinking how miserable his life was like some pathetic egoistic person he is.

All his family is busy with their things. With that, Sun will get isolated. So when I show up, what do you think Sun will think?

"Ahh, there's nowhere for me to run. What am I gonna do, say 'no'?"

Sundrop (*slowly take a step back*): Okay. That... that seems really dark.

Dark Sun (*shake his head innocently*): Nah, nah, no it's not dark. You're misunderstanding me, Sun.

Sundrop (*Press the phone secretly behind his back while anxiously calling Cringe Sun") : I'm-I think I am.

Dark Sun : Yeah, you are, because if Sun said "no" and refuses to go with me then the answer obviously is "no"...

Sundrop (*hello, twink boy~ calling this soon? Has my skibidi toilet break dance finally impressed you?*: No, right. Yeah...

Dark Sun : But the thing is he is not gonna say "no", he would never say "no" because of the implication.

Sundrop (*whisper* Get your ass and Sunny come here immediately!!! Dark Sun went cooko again!!!*) : Haha...Now you've said that word "implication" a couple of times. Wha-what implication?

Dark Sun : The implication is that things might go wrong for him if him refuse to join me. Now, not that things are gonna go wrong for him but he is thinkin' that they will.

Sundrop: But it sounds like Sun doesn't want to join you..? Or date you?

Dark Sun : Why aren't you understanding this? Sun doesn't know if he want to do as I say or not. That's not the issue...

Sundrop : Are you gonna hurt Sun?

Dark Sun : I'm not gonna hurt Sun! Why would I ever hurt Sun? I feel like you're not getting this at all!

Moondrop : I'm not getting it.

Dark Sun : Goddamit.

[SunBOT staring at them]

Dark Sun : Well don't you look at me like that, you certainly wouldn't be in any danger. I mean, I couldn't kill you if I wanted to.

Sundrop : So he is in danger!

Dark Sun : No one's in any danger!

...

Okay, except Nexus. But that Moon has it coming!!

[idlingmoons]

sundowner introduction

this has been sitting amongst my other writing pieces, and i adore sundowner despite how little i draw or talk about him. i hope to draw him more,,,,, takes place at a bar because hes a bartender heuhee

You find that sunbots are naturally talkative. You also find that you are not a drinker—it was something you were never big on, after all.

These two factors make it a wonder when you end up at a bar with an oddly quiet sunbot with a not-so-sunny disposition.

Walking into the bar makes you feel nervous, out of place. You do not tremble, but you can tell that the bartender’s gaze is already locked on you. He’s cleaning a glass, not looking as he wipes it down thoroughly. His actions are stilted in a way, his body rigid. You step up to the counter anyway, trying to ignore how tense he is. Perhaps you are overthinking it.

You do not speak first, but thankfully animatronic speaks for you. “Is there anything you’d like to drink?” he asks, tone light and unoffending. He does not come closer against the bar, he does not even lean against the counter, but you find that you are intimidated by both the environment and the bartender himself.

You flounder around with your lack of alcoholic beverage knowledge for a few moments. “Is water okay?” you finally manage to ask, and something about the animatronic relaxes a little.

“Of course,” he states curtly.

“How much does it cost? The water?”

He stares at you for a few moments, and you try not to shrink back. His gaze feels all too judgmental despite that polite smile on his face.

“It costs nothing.”

Your mouth opens, a small O, and you shut it quickly before you make yourself look dumber than you already do. You nervously move to sit in the bar chair in front of you—standing around is making you uncomfortable.

Your gaze turns to the sunbot, too nervous to really even ask for his name. He quietly, and efficiently, fills a glass with water before setting it before you.

His hand lingers.

Or, you think so anyway, but another patron enters the bar and his attention turns. His body is tense again, smile almost strained.

You can’t help but watch him. Maybe you’ll stay, if only to get his name.

[patients-and-patience-dca-au]

Hi!! I promise I'm working on this behind the scenes, life is a bitch sometimes

Have some wip art of Sunbot and Moonbot as a thank you for your Patience! (/pun)

And a very VERY rough sketch of an outfit of yours under the cut!

Rough as in: I did this pressed against my while at work last night because I finally had an outfit idea for MC

[wywaskblog]

"Ya know, Sungrass," the baker begins idly, eyeing the sunbot with him. "You should come 'round and talk with me more often. And I mean, not just so you can pawn off your fresh harvest onto me whenever I'm in the kitchen."

Sungrass's eyes flicker up at Apricot's as he set down a pumpkin on the counter right in front of them.

The baker turned to the gardener, knowing that the other just proved her point. "Though… I do admit that I am thankful fo' all of the produce you've given me. I really should do sumthin' for you, Sunny."

Sungrass's faceplate turned to her, though he hadn't said anything.

"Really. Sunny, sweetest fruit to ever walk this planet," they looked at him exasperatedly, "ya don't even ask me for anythin' anymore. Your asks and favors were small for me, 'nd now you come 'round after ya sell and give me the rest when harvest is in full swing and just—!" Apricot gestured to the several fruits and other crops that Sungrass had been bringing in baskets. Her fingers curled inwards, before she set them down on the counter.

Sungrass just shook his head. "It's… alright, Apricot. I still have plenty to go around."

"It's not that. It's th' fact you won't even let me do anything for ya when ya do everything for my baking—for me! Sweet tart, let me do somethin' for you." Apricot's arms folded on the counter, and she leaned forward toward the other bot.

"You don' have to."

"You're a thorn in my side with how resistant ya are to letting me return the favor," Apricot scoffed, but affection lingered in his voice.

Sungrass's gloved hands ran over the top of the pumpkin. "You… don't have to do anything. I get to see you."

"Sugar…" the baker’s rays shifted to the side. He absentmindedly saw the other’s petals curl in a little, but said nothing on that. Poor thing’s embarrassed, huh.

"At least let me wash ya clothes," Apricot decides. "I don't need you trekking more dirt on the floor ev'ry time you do this."

The gardener's nod is jerky, but that will have to do for now.

"Thank you, Apricot," he says. For caring lingers in the air.

"Don't mention it."

[clipsy-was-bored]

Lacking in the Questions Department

Icarus sat on a jungle gym awning, kicking his legs back and forth as Moonie quietly cleaned the play area below. Small jingles rang out in the air as the bells on the lunar model's wrists and shoes were disturbed by movement. Icarus hummed, tilting his head and shifting his wings behind him. "Don't you find it strange that no one wants to know why a whole bunch of animatronics are running a library and daycare, Moonie?" "Not particularly," came the reply, the moonbot looking up with a cheerful tinkle of his hat. "They have no need to bother us with questions like that. We don't affect their daily lives." The winged sunbot could understand that. It was just...he was bored. Try as he might to stay busy, everything just seemed so dull and annoying. In the YA and adult section of the library, it was too quiet and dull. He never found himself able to stay still. In the teen section of the library, there were kids grouping together for clubs and homework study groups. He didn't find himself fitting in over there. The only place he was useful was the kiddie section; with its bright colours, small books, and humongous play area just nearby, it was perfect for him to stretch his wings and be the energetic bot he was. However...lately...nothing seemed to interest him. Of course, he still did his job!! But...he wished he could interact with humans that could hold a solid conversation, sometimes. "Do you think Clipse is planning on bringing in another DCA?" Icarus just wanted to break the silence. "Maybe." Oh...he wished the Moon would speak more...

[cookiiemancer]

🎼

🎼 Your favorite music to draw to right now?

A certain Sunbot playlist lol. But to draw I mostly do it on silence or I put a veeery long video on YT as background noise.