#android moon

saw someone ask what the TAB boys would dress up as for halloween... and i just knew i had to put Moon in some sort of ghostface look LMAO

It's finally time! (way later than planned and almost a year since the last one!) but finally my next AU crossover ask event is here!

While I do have some asks I've been saving for this, pretty please feel free to send in any asks/questions for the characters (or me) to answer!

SFW & NSFW asks are more than welcome though NSFW asks that have art will be shown on BlueSky only, maybe cropped for sharing here.

Check out below the read more for the name cards if needed <3

Reader saves old Sun and Moon. Biblically accurate designs from the fire and keeps them in her home.

The new separated Sun and Moon are built months later, more like androids and more human in design. Reader is called back to work, but now has to deal with four Sun and Moons to juggle (two at home and two that don't know the reader yet at work).

Reader is a badass. Biblically accurate Sun and Moon are also badass and definitely damaged and terrifying to any normal person.

Reader does a video call with new Sun and Moon while at home, and her old Moon peeks into the camera, causing the new sun and moon to scream bloody murder because "WTF IS THAT ITS EYES ARE RED IT HAS SHARP TEETH ITS MISSING HALF ITS FACE IS THAT THE OLD MOON EITH THE VIRUS THAT KILLED PEOPLE!?"

And Reader calmly tells them that her old Moon is just a big spooky metal baby. Cue the disbelief.

Biblically accurate Sun and Moon are horror based, damaged from the fire, and still have remnants of the virus. But the reader doesn't mind at all and adores them both all the same. The old Sun and Moon are frighteningly tall, but the new Sun and Moon are separated and short like the standard human would be. Naturally, the new sun and moon would be horrified to find the sweet reader housing the nightmare bots in her own home without worry.

Chapter 5:  What Lurks Beneath the Stormy Seas

Summary:

From an outside perspective, the sea would seem angry, raging a war upon the shores that no human or land dweller should even attempt to take part in. For you though, it’s nowhere near that daunting; though perhaps it is a bit annoying when you’re trying to stay in one spot.  The wild currents would normally be fun to swim in, taking little to no effort to zoom around the entire island you call home; almost sliding from one rush to the next as you keep an eye out for daring humans who decided to risk their life for thrills. You don’t care for how humans taste, and certainly don’t care to let them bloat and rot in your waters; so you work with your childhood friend to do your best to keep anyone from drowning–he from above the waters and you from below.  Which is what you would normally be doing if this storm would have been a normal naturally occurring storm and not one being used to disguise an enormous group of traveling pods of other Sirens and Mer. Your antennae flick as you pick up the calls from some of the migrating strangers; it is the season for searching for new mates and as the pod passes they welcome any guests to join them. 

The Lighthouse Keeper's Keepers

Chapter 4: The Calm Before the Storm

Summary:

With roles assigned and breakfast consumed–with no leftovers to be packed up, much to Sun’s dismay–the group breaks up to start up the day's tasks. Eugene whisks Moon away to start on his training, tour and inspections of the lighthouse and its equipment; while Sun’s plan is to start to clean up the kitchen and dishes before moving on to the rest of the house and further unpacking of their belongings.    The solar android did manage to delay Eugene from heading off so he could get his signature on the forms to release his medical records fully; allowing Sun to look over and become familiar with it all while he works. A true benefit of a computer mind, Sun hums to himself, allowing himself to split his focus without sacrificing any quality of his work. 

The Lighthouse Keeper's Keepers

Chapter 2: Clean Introductions

Summary:

He knocks upon the door, awaiting an answer before opening it, though none arrive. Sun joins his side as he knocks again, waiting a moment more before he thinks of calling out. “Eugene? Are you home? It’s Moon and Sun, we’ve arrived.” Though not quite a response to either of them, there is a voice speaking somewhere they can’t see. “Do you hear that, Moonie? I think it’s coming from this way?” Sun suggests, walking from the door and carport outside around the stone structure to the open side of the lighthouse. Almost against the fence along the cliff edge rests a wrought iron bench, and on that bench sits an older gentleman; the picture definition of an old gruff sailor. A worn out fishing cap rests upon a deep grey to wispy white gradient of unkempt locks of hair that blends into sideburns and a proud beard. Salty sea kissed skin that’s wrinkled from years of sunlight and experience of life on this earth, and blue eyes as deep as the sea he speaks to.