#it’s only morning and my mind is already here 😞

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How about BSD men when you're sick with a cold? (Totally not cause i have one rn lmaoo) I love your work btw <3

Thank you sm! And ofc! Hope you like this!!! (same, I was sick this whole week 😞😞 hope you get better soon)

(This is part 1. Part 2 with the rest of the members will come shortly!!!! I decided to slip it so at least one half of it was out…I think I might start doing this in the future to be able to post more frequently! Btw, I have seen all your requests and currently working on them!!!! Please keep requesting! I love every single one of them!)

BSD Men When Reader Is Sick With a Cold (P.1)

In this post: 🌹 Doppo Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima, Yukichi Fukuzawa, Edogawa Rampo, 🌹

Pairing: Fem!reader/BSDMen

Synopsis; How would the BSD Men act when you have a cold.

Yukichi Fukuzawa

Fukuzawa, being the president of the Armed Detective Agency is a responsible person. The minute he notices you’re feeling sick, he takes care of you so well, he almost rivals Yosano. He makes sure that you take all your medications, constantly checking your temperature, and will not make you lift a single finger. You are his sick princess; you stay in bed and do absolutely nothing. If you ask for anything, he would rush to get it for you. With Fukuzawa’s love and great, responsible care, you overcame your cold very quickly.

“Where is (Y/N)?” His voice cut through the thick fog in your mind, sounding distant and echoing loudly. You winced, peeking open your eyes. Reality felt dreamlike; you saw Fukuzawa walk towards you, the view of your boyfriend slanted, as you were lying on the surface of the table in the conference room. You had hoped to refresh the burning hellfire that crackled in your mind, but with no avail.

“My dear,” Fukuzawa sighed, sitting down next to you. “You should go home.” He chided, pressing a large hand to your forehead. Your elevated temperature made his usually calm face grow worried. “You’re burning…you’re going home.”

You tried to protest, feebly gripping his arm to hold him back, but the worried glance Fukuzawa threw at you, seeing you pale, burning, nothing could convince him to make you stay at work.

You closed your eyes, your illness draining you far too much to remain awake. Every sound echoed in your ears, hurting your already weakened head.

When you blinked your eyes open, you found yourself in your apartment, and only vaguely remembered Atsushi bringing you home. Fukuzawa would have done so himself if he didn’t have a crucial meeting with a politician he could not avoid.

You dragged yourself to bed, too tired to change, only falling in your futon. Morpheus immediately pulled you under, dragging you to the depths of a dreamless sleep.

You opened your eyes suddenly, feeling a presence next to you even through your agitate sleep. Your eyes had to concentrate more than usual to focus on reality, ironing what was blurry, before you noticed the presence was Fukuzawa.

“Shh…I’m here, my love,” he whispered in your ear, adjusting the covers around you to make sure you weren’t exposed to any cold air. You immediately calmed down, snuggling against his chest. “Take this before you sleep,” Fukuzawa whispered, slipping two pills inside your mouth. You swallowed, knowing they were probably medication to reduce your fever.

You conked out right after, vaguely remembering finding it difficult to fall into deep sleep. You only found peace when Fukuzawa wrapped you in his arms, caressing your head.

You woke up the next morning to an empty bed. You sat up, pressing a hand to your forehead. You sighed in relief when you realized your temperature had gone down, but you still felt under the weather, your eyes burning, and your throat itchy. You glanced at Fukuzawa’s empty spot, wondering where he could have gone.

Almost sensing your thoughts, your boyfriend walked inside your room, carrying a mug of delicious warm milk with honey. “Good morning, sweetheart.” He cooed, seeing you sniffle sadly, clearly not happy you were sick. “I made this for you.” He handed the mug to you, making sure you didn’t burn yourself holding it.

“Yukichi, I don’t like being sick.” You whined, leaning against his side when he sat down next to you.

“I know, darling, but you have to rest to get better. And not stoically push through it like you were doing yesterday.” He chided softly, urging you to drink milk. You pouted, knowing he was right.

You couldn’t help but feel sadness crawl on your face, when you realized you wouldn’t be able to spend your few days off having fun with your partner, who you already saw too little of.

Fukuzawa realized, and to try and bring back the sparkle of happiness on your face, even amid a sore threat and runny nose, he leaned down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “Would you wish to watch a movie?”

As he had hoped, a smile brightened your face, and you almost jumped up in joy, Fukuzawa’s hand blocking you from doing so, afraid you would topple over sick. “Can we watch a romcom?”

“Whatever you desire, my love.”

The two of you cuddled in bed, using your laptop to watch your favorite romcom. You could have not been happier, snuggling underneath the covers with your perfect boyfriend, and Fukuzawa also enjoyed spending some time with you, peppering a series of kisses on your face every time the characters kissed on scene.

Edogawa Ranpo

Ranpo is…interesting when you are sick. It’s one of the few times he shuts down, and does not know what to do, or how to react. For once, the genius detective feels lost. When he realizes you’re sick, his first reaction is disgust, and worry that you could infect him, and then he freezes when he realizes you, his beloved (Y/N), is sick. Panic infects his body, and he just..crashes. It takes a few seconds for his heart to calm down, and to regain the composure on his face. All of his panic runs behind his face, only visible through his emerald green eyes to whomever knows him very well. The moment he has calmed down, he takes control, even if the fear of messing up and making you even sicker haunts his mind. Ranpo cures you slightly chaotically, forgetting to give you medicine and then remembering late at night, but he tries his best, and succeeds in making you feel better, inevitably being exhausted by the time you are no longer sick. Now it’s your turn to take care of him.

“Where is (Y/N)?” Ranpo asked, sulking at his deck, his lips wrapped around a vanilla lollipop as his green eyes scanned the office, noticing your absence.

“She took a day off.” Kunikida replied, not lifting his gaze from his computer.

“She didn’t tell you?” Dazai asked as he spun around in his chair, accidentally kicking Kunikida’s leg and then rolling away when his partner got mad.

Ranpo shook his head, sucking on his lollipop pensively. “Nope…I wonder why,” he thought aloud. You were his girlfriend, and always told him everything. He didn’t know why you didn’t tell him today that you wouldn’t be going. He knew you knew he preferred when you were in the office, brightening his day by just caressing his hand when you walked by, busy working.

When you were not there, Ranpo usually took the day off with you, doing whatever you had needed to be doing. For a second, Ranpo’s rapid mind jumped to the unrealistic thought that you might be cheating on him, but he quickly threw the idea away, not even considering it.

But the lack of knowledge irked Ranpo, and he didn’t feel like rummaging through his pocket to find his glasses to use Ultra Deduction. Instead, Ranpo tapped on his phone for a few minutes, calling your number.

The wait felt excruciatingly long, and he only focused onto the rhythmic beeping, completely ignoring Kunikida choking Dazai.

“Hello?” You answered, your voice strangely nasally and lower than usual.

“(Y/N)!” Ranpo called sadly, pouting. “Why did you not tell me you were taking a day off? I could come over and cuddle in bed with you,” he whined, throwing the finished lollipop in the bin.

You sighed: you had hoped you could escape telling your adorable boyfriend that you were sick. He always panicked, and exhausted himself while he took care of you, and you didn’t feel like draining his energies for a menial cold. But of course, nothing ever went the way you had intended it to, still feeling a little smugness lift your lips into a smile: Ranpo had noticed your absence almost immediately.

“I’m sick,” you explained. Almost to provide you with ironclad evidence, your throat started itching uncomfortable, and you coughed for a few seconds.

When your words registered in Ranpo’s head, he froze. His eyes went unfocused, and his phone almost slid out of his grasp. An avalanche of thoughts flooded his mind, the most common theme, fear and worry. Extreme fear for you, and worry because he didn’t know how to care for you; both feelings battled in his chest, a conflicting tsunami that only rendered his green eyes duller.

“Ranpo?” You asked, your voice rough after your coughing fit, but the silence on the other end of the line scared you more.

“I’m coming over.” Was the curt reply you got.

“Wait, what? Ranpo, no you’ll get sick — and he hung up.” You sighed, placing the phone back next to you, and waiting for Ranpo to barge in through your door.

It took a good thirty minutes, but your prediction came true. Opening with his copy of the key, Ranpo flew in, his arms decorated by various bags filled with medicines. “I’m here!” He gasped, his chest heaving.

“Ranpo, did you run?!” You croaked, trying to get out of bed and hold Rampo before he inevitably collapsed.

“No, of course not.” He replied, blatantly lying. He gently pushed you back down on the bed, climbing in after you. He emptied out all bags in the center of the bed, and you widened your eyes in shock at the medium sized pile that formed on your duvet.

“Oh my god…that’s enough medicine for a lifetime,” you whispered. You did, however, feel very loved, as you watched Ranpo rummage through the pile, trying to find a specific packet. This man, who hated exercise, had run around multiple pharmacies to try and find one that would make you feel better. Your heart melted into your chest, almost making your tired eyes teary. You gently clasped his hand, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

Ranpo barely noticed, digging frantically. “Here it is!” He exclaimed victoriously shoving a small, blue box into your hands. “This is the best one for sore throats, apparently.” He said, a proud smile loitering on his face.

You opened it, downing the pills with some water. “Thank you, Ranpo,”

“Am I the best boyfriend or what?”

“You certainly are.”

Ranpo’s smile grew, and his cheeks darkened by a few shades: receiving praise from you was on the same level as receiving praise from the president from him. “Now, they said sleep helps as well, so we should sleep.” Ranpo declared, hurriedly placing all the medications on your bed side table, before dragging himself underneath the covers, and snuggling against you.

You laid your head on his chest, already feeling your throat become less irritated, letting you exhale peacefully. Ranpo fell asleep before you, his rhythmic breathing becoming your lullaby. As felt your eyes go droopy, and your mind quiet down, resembling a calm mountain spring, you could not help but think that you truly had gotten the best boyfriend in the world.

That claim was instantly withdrawn when you were shaken awake at 3 in the morning by a sleep-drunk Ranpo, who suddenly remembered you had to take another medicine in while talking that one. You sighed, but after all, it meant Ranpo truly loved you, and that was more than enough for you.

Doppo Kunikida

Kunikida is a man of rules, and ideals, and he tries to follow his life bound by his self-imposed rules. He has a specific page on his notebook dedicated to the procedure to follow when he, or you, go down with a cold. But his ideals, and rules get thrown down the drain when you actually have a cold. Like Ranpo, Kunikida freezes, but not because he does not know what to do, but because he wants to do everything in his power to make you feel better. Seeing you sick, and coughing makes his heart ache, and is what pushes him out of his brief moment of panic. Kunikida writes down your symptoms in his notebook, and goes out on a hunt to find the best medication. He will then take care of you lovingly, but also strictly, not letting you get out of bed, or miss some medications because you say you feel better. A small part of him will also be blaming himself for allowing you to get sick, even if he can’t protect you from everything. Kunikida will, however, always remain by your side, not caring of the perpetual danger of falling ill as well: he can’t leave you alone when you’re sick. You’ll be wrapped in his arms at all times, and that is one of the best aspects of being taken care of by Kunikida.

Kunikida was typing on his computer, filling a report that, initially, had been Dazai’s. He noticed movement from the corner of his eyes, noticing you slumping in the chair next to his.

“Kunikida,” you called, gently tapping on his desk to get his attention.

“Yes, darling?” He asked, still typing on his computer.

“Do I feel a little warm to you?”

Kunikida looked up from his computer immediately after hearing your words. He instantly stood up, walking towards you. Your health always took priority on his work.

You did look paler, and more tired, Kunikida thought, as he pressed his hands on your forehead. “You’re a little warm,” he sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Unfortunately, I cannot go home with you right now.” Kunikida said, hurriedly looking through his notebook, snapping it closed in anger.

You waved your hand. “Don’t worry, Kuni, I’ll just go home by myself.” You tried standing up, but Kunikida gently pushed you back down on the chair.

“I can’t let you go home alone. You’ll stay here, and I’ll take care of you while I work.” Kunikida declared, picking you up in his arms.

“Darling, I don’t feel that sick…and taking care of me while you work will just exhaust you more than you already are!” You tried protesting, as your boyfriend gently laid you down on the couch in the Armed Detective Agency office.

“Taking care of you will never exhaust me.” Kunikida grumbled, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. He took his jacket draped on the back of his chair and covered you with it, returning to his desk to continue working.

Throughout the day, Kunikida walked over to your half conscious, half sleeping form on the couch, taking your temperature, and bringing you cups of water to drink. Kunikida also gave you various medicines that he had quickly popped out to buy on his break.

Various times you caught him glancing at you with worry, feeling that he was not doing enough to take care of you. You also saw him intensely research which medication to give you, also going as far as calling Yosano (it was her day off) to ask her what she thought would be the best course of action.

Lying on the couch, slipping in out of sleep, you felt enveloped by the warmth of your boyfriend’s love, who took care of you efficiently even while he was working.

You slowly woke a few hours later, noticing that the bright sunlight had been replaced by the lukewarm colors of the sunset, and the agency was empty, only Kunikida remaining, sitting at his desk. His hair shone like golden strands in the light, and his grey eyes resembled pieces of melted starlight.

You pushed yourself up, noticing your fever had gone. Your throat was still itchy, and your nose still clogged, but you felt better, overall. You slipped Kunikida’s jacket on, walking quietly towards him. You leaned over his shoulder, caressing his cheek, your two shadows intertwined on the floor.

Kunikida turned to glance at you, surprised. “Do you feel better, sweetheart?” He asked, turning to face you, immediately pressing his hand to your forehead to check your temperature.

You leaned into his touch, nodding happily. “All thanks to you, my perfect doctor,” you cooed, sliding down in his lap. Kunikida turned a fiery red, looking away.

“(Y/N), this is highly inappropriate!” He squeaked, although his hands tentatively went to wrap around your waist.

“Oh, come on: no one else is here. It’s not like we’re fucking in public.” You joked, panicking when you heard Kunikida choke on his spit. You laughed, gently slapping him on his broad back. “Ah, what should I do with you?” You asked, peppering kisses on his jaw.

“Kiss me properly,” Kunikida said quietly, seemingly having abandoned the war cry of propriety.

You laid your head on his shoulder, admiring his sharp features that were only accentuated by the dying sunlight that slid through the large windows. “I can’t, Kuni, I’ll get you sick.”

Kunikida looked at you in silence for a second, also admiring your face, his eyes zoning in on your lips. You saw the internal struggle reflected clearly on his eyes, a dueling waltz between his love for you and his ideals.

“Oh to hell,” he croaked, before diving down to press a passionate kiss to your lips, even going as far as to slide his tongue inside your mouth.

Your eyes widened in shock, but you quickly responded, threading your hands through his hair. Kunikida slowly pulled back after a few minutes, both of you panting for hair and grasping onto each other. Kunikida turned even redder when he noticed a small string of saliva glittering between the two of you. He pressed his forehead against yours: “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Oh! How cute!” Dazai called suddenly, waltzing into the room.

Kunikida never fainted so fast before in his life.

Atsushi Nakajima

Atsushi would know what to do, probably having to take care of his fellow orphans. But he will do everything with an underlining panic he will try to hide for your sake, but that you will inevitably notice because he’s soaking in sweat, even if it’s winter. It’s because he worries so much; anxiety crawls inside his body, and he almost dies on the spot. But once you reassure him that it’s just a common cold, his heart will stop running a marathon and he will calm down. Atsushi takes care of you with love, as well as diligence, sleeping lightly to make sure you’re sleeping well. He’ll make you take warm baths, helping you get out and in, and will cook you whatever you want.

When Atsushi had waltzed into your shared apartment, excited to take you out on a date, his heart had dropped to his stomach when he saw you bundled up in your futon, trembling.

“A-Atsushi!” You called, your voice nasally. You opened your arms, looking like a scarecrow draped in duvets and covers.

“What happened?” Your sweet jinko boyfriend asked, worry evident in his furrowed brows as he knelt next to you, tucking the covers back around your body to make sure no draft would touch your skin.

“Got a cold from my last mission,” you mumbled, sniffling. “Walking around the countryside drenched in cold, mountain water was not a smart idea.”

“You did what?!” Atsushi stared at you, even more worried because you had walked around for god knows how long shivering in the icy air. You smiled sheepishly. Atsushi sighed, exasperated, pressing one of his hands to your forehead, relieved that you seemed to have only a slight fever. But your shivers were worrying his already panic-stricken heart.

“I’ll make you some soup.” He started getting up, but you grabbed his loose tail and tugged back onto the futon.

“No…warm me up! You’re always so warm!” You whined.

“I’ll do that after I make you the soup, okay, love?” Atsushi asked, gently persuading you to let go of his belt.

You pouted, reluctantly letting go. Your face suddenly brightened. “What if you order pizza!”

“No! That’s not what you need right now!” Atsushi called from the kitchen, scolding you gently. You sighed, dropping back into the covers.

Your caring boyfriend soon walked out of the kitchen, holding a steaming bowl in his hands, his eyes fixated on the quivering soup that danced threateningly close to the edge, teasing to suddenly overflow.

Atsushi placed it down in front of, a sigh of relief rushing out of his lips. You giggled, eyeing the sweat that had accumulated on his forehead out of concentration. You reached down to grab the spoon. You blinked, and the spoon was gone, now tightly held in Atushi’s grasp.

“Absolutely not. I’m feeding you.” He said, deciding to ignore your questioningly raised eyebrow. “And I’m not exaggerating.”

You decided to stay quiet, and simply enjoy the care your boyfriend was enveloping you in, relishing in the joy of being loved. You obediently swallowed down the warm and delicious soup, noticing how it smoothed out the irritation in your throat. “It’s delicious, ‘Sushi,” You said, in between spoonfuls.

Atushi’s cheeks turned red, and he grinned shyly, playing around with the remaining soup in the bowl. “I’m a good cook, aren’t I?” You threw your arms around him, nuzzling your nose against his.

“The best cook.” Atsushi beamed back at you, kissing the tip of your nose as he put the bowl down.

Lazily, you trailed your hand down his chest, feeling his solid muscles underneath. An idea suddenly came to you, and a lazy grin spread on your lips. “Baby, I’m cold.” You whined.Your hand, who had momentarily stopped on his stomach, restarted its journey, slowing sliding down to to his crotch.

Atsushi, who had been resting his head against yours, pulled back to look at you, worry evident in his eyes. “You’re cold…— (Y/N), WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” He gasped in surprise when he felt your warm hand on his dick, his breath getting stuck in his throat.

“Thanking the cook for the delicious dish!”

“A-Absolutely not! You’re sick! No!” He stammered, his eyes wide and panicked, his hand immediately clasping yours and gently pushing you back down in the bed, tucking the covers around you, restricting your movements: Atsushi knew he couldn’t resist you for long, and needed to prevent your hands to linger on his body before he got a hard-on.

“Atsushi! What the fuck?!”

“You need to rest. Doing what you wanted to do is not resting.” Atsushi stumbled and tripped over his words, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. You huffed, rolling your eyes. Atsushi glanced at you, playing with his fingers. “If you’re better tomorrow then maybe…” He quietly trailed off, defeated by the small pout that lingered on your face. You immediately perked up, smirking at him. “B-but only if you feel better!”

“I’ll sleep right away and get all the rest in the world so I feel better immediately!” You giggled, lying comfortably down in bed.

Atsushi sighed, a small smile on his lips, knowing that his heart truly belonged to you. He quickly slipped underneath the covers, holding you in his arms to suppress the shivers that had suddenly returned. You soon fell asleep, and Atsushi stayed awake a few more minutes, making sure you weren’t uncomfortable, before letting himself be pulled to sleep. But not too deep of a slumber: he had to make sure you, his treasure, his princess slept fine throughout the night. He was ready to sacrifice his sleep for that.

[joshhutchersonsgf]

could you make a mike schmidt x f!reader who was a really sore back? 😀

i slept really funny on my back and it hurts so much and have been in pain and crying all day and have done everything i can to help myself but it hurts so badly and i need some mike comfort 😞

it can end however you want, smut, fluff, you’re choice!!! ty!!! 🎀🎀💋💋

hiii !! i’m so sorry about your back pain :(( i hope you’re feeling okay now, and i’m sorry this took longer than expected .. this is my first fluff :3 i hope this story lives up to your expectations !! ♡ (i’m sorry it’s so short)

warnings: none!

the soft morning sun shines through mike's well-worn curtains and gradually illuminates the room in a warm, golden hue. slowly, your eyelids flutter open, adjusting to the gentle light that shines on your face. you open your eyes to see mike’s face only a few inches away from yours, looking more peaceful than he ever has before.

the previous night's worries and stresses seem to melt away in the morning light as you watch mike's chest rise and fall rhythmically with each breath, a steady beat that is both comforting and grounding.

mike always looks so calm when he sleeps, even though he told you about the constant dreams he had. his body is finally at peace with itself, and let all the tension in his body go as his mind races.

the lines of worry and stress that often mark his features are smoothed away while he sleeps, and you take a moment to admire his soft features.

mike’s arm lazily drapes over you as he sleeps, holding you close to him. you try to move into his touch but as you move your body, you feel a sharp pain shoot through your back. you hiss through gritted teeth when you feel the pain and you stop your movements. your attention goes to your lower back, and you bring a hand down, trying to find where the pain is coming from.

you massage the tense muscles in your lower back gently, wincing in pain. you try not to make a noise, because you don’t want to wake mike up. the only sound in the dimly lit room comes from the soft rhythm of mike's breathing.

as you slowly shift to find a more comfortable position, mike begins to stir in his sleep. mike’s eyes slowly open and he gives you a lazy smile.

“hey,” mike mumbles, trying to pull you close to him once more.

when you make a sound of pain though, mike’s smile immediately turns to a frown as a look of concern sits on his face.

“what’s wrong?” mike questions, voice full of worry, “are you okay?”

“i’m fine, honey, just go back to sleep.” you croak, trying to stretch slowly.

mike pushes himself up with his arms and rubs his eyes, letting them adjust to the light. he then looks at you while his face is painted with worry.

“what’s wrong?” mike asks again, bringing a hand up to your face and holding you softly.

“nothing’s wrong, i promise. my back is just a little tense.” you mumble, not wanting him to worry about you. mike already has enough to worry about, and you didn’t want to add to his long list of things he has to stress over.

“let me look at it.” mike whispers, bringing his hand down to your shirt and slowly tugging at it.

“it’s okay, mike. it’s like, down here.” you say, trying to move your hand down your hand down your back, showing mike where it hurts.

mike presses a calloused hand against the spot you pointed out gently, and you wince in pain. mike’s hand immediately pulls back from your back and goes wide eyed.

“hurts that bad, huh?” mike’s raspy voice questions, resting his hand on your back.

you nod in reply and throw your head into the pillow, a burning sensation shooting through your back at the sudden movement.

mike drags himself off the bed and you reach your hand out to grab his arm.

“hold on, love. gonna get you some medicine.”

before you can protest and try to convince him you’re okay, he’s out the door, and you hear rummaging in the kitchen.

you smile to yourself while you think about how much he cares for you, but the smile fades when you start to plan out day. you still had work and you needed to get some things around the house done, and they obviously weren’t going to do themselves.

mike interrupts your thoughts when he comes into the room with some ibuprofen and a glass of water.

you greet him with a warm smile and sigh, trying to pull yourself up.

mike stops you from hurting yourself and puts his arms on your shoulders.

“don’t worry, i can help.” mike says as pulls you up and sets your upper body against the pillows.

“thank you, mike.” you beam at him, taking a small sip of water and popping the ibuprofen into your mouth. you swallow the pill and groan, then turn to mike, “i need to get ready for work.”

“no,” mike says, “i already called in for you.”

you look at mike with surprise and thank him, then say “i appreciate that, mike, but i really have to go. they aren’t going to care if i have a sore back.”

“you can’t go if you’re sick though, right?” mike asks.

“well, no, but i’m not sick—”

mike cuts you off with a small laugh and says, “yes you are. i just called in sick for you.”

your eyes widen in understanding and you laugh.

“thank you, mike,” you whisper, pulling him in by his collar and kissing him.

his usual chapped lips feel soft against yours, and you wanted to keep kissing him forever. unfortunately though, mike pulls away and gets off the bed. you grab his arm in protest, pulling him back to you.

mike smiles and gently pulls your arm instead. when you wince at the movement, mike stops and looks at you with concern.

“i’m so sorry, baby. wait here and i’m gonna run you a warm bath, okay?” mike mumbles, leaving a lingering kiss on your lips.

“noooo,” you protest, “stay here with me.”

even though mike wants to come back to bed and cuddle with you all day, he wanted you to be in the least amount of pain as possible.

“just a few minutes, then we can take a warm bath and i can massage your back, okay?”

“okay,” you give him a toothy grin and pull him onto the bed, cuddling up against his chest.

“thank you for caring so much about me, mike.” you whisper, allowing your eyes to flutter shut as you try to ignore the pain your back.

mike rests his hand gently on your back and kisses your forehead, “i care so much about you because i love you.” mike mumbles, tiredness still lingering in his voice.

[hannahbanana29]

newjeans' Danielle x fem!r

Get to know you better pt2.

Sorry it took so long for me to update again 😞 I'm just getting huge writer's block. Anyways, if you haven't read part one, I suggest you do bc then you'll have the full background, but either way, enjoy!

**sneak peek** "I'm surprised and honestly bummed we haven't met each other before tonight. How'd I not notice you… you're really pretty."

Chapter TWO: Overnight

Danielle was still on your mind by the time the digital clock on your bedside table told you it was now 12:47am. She hadn't really left it at all, and as much as it wasn't awful to have this pretty girl stuck in your head, you valued your sleep. But also, you felt so pathetic when you realised you'd not even spoken to this girl for five minutes and you were already growing a small crush on her.

You weren't being dramatic. Literally, even when you told yourself not to think about her for at least another 60 seconds, she'd appear next to you in your mind.

Like when you realised you wouldn't sleep properly until Minji got home, so you went downstairs to get a late snack. You'd opened the fridge to get the milk as to pour yourself a cup of tea/coffee, and you caught your stupid self imagining what it would be like for Danielle to walk up behind you and ask what you were doing.

Something as mundane as that, yes. But the idea of such a domestic, meaningless and easily forgettable moment between you and this girl was bringing you to paradise. As shameful as that was to you, it was also something that you couldn't stop doing. Like a guilty pleasure you'd gained jn the last two hours.

You thought back to how you'd been feeling before Minji had entered your room, about to tell you her plans to go out with her friends. You'd been scrolling on whatever Netflix had to offer, which wasn't a lot. You could remember a time when you'd be able to spend a day just the same old shit on TV and not get bored, but now…

These days…

Something felt bitter. Almost as though you'd lost something, and you knew what it was. It was that thrill, that excitement, that reason to get up in the morning. You weren't depressed or anything, but you just had a lack of motivation and enthusiasm for the past year or so, and it was getting to your brain.

This might be why you couldn't stop thinking of Danielle, despite how you'd only known her for three minutes. You were at a point in life where you needed something not quite insane but just new and exciting enough to give you energy, for you to care about living a little more. And that new and exciting something - or someone - just waltzed through your door looking stunning and acting like God's gift to you.

Maybe the man upstairs is making up for my utter boredom.

You'd taken yourself back up to your bedroom, where things were the same. You liked your living space, especially your room, but it had been the same since… well, a long time ago. You were thinking perhaps you could dive into Pinterest to get some new bedroom inspiration.

In your room, you weren't doing much. You were just laying on your mattress with closed eyes, but you were wide awake thinking about what your life is like in comparison to what you want it to be like right now.

Then you heard the door open.

You perked up a little, but didn't decide to go downstairs just yet. You knew it was most likely Minji, no one else, and your assumption was only confirmed when her voice was heard. God, she sounded sort of breathless, but at least she was happy, which was obvious.

What made you decide to leave your room, however, was when a second voice came from downstairs.

"Minji-ah, can I borrow some clothes, please? Anything will do, thanks so much."

Without a doubt, that was Danielle's voice. Danielle Marsh's voice. As in, the same girl who hadn't left your mind for the last few hours. She'd occupied your thoughts very frequently, and now here she was again, downstairs. But she was asking for clothes from your older sister.

You raced down the staircase of the second floor in your home, and stopped at the bottom when you were able to clearly see Minji and Danielle. Both were still dressed in their pretty dresses and expensive shoes, but their hair was a little tousled, their foreheads shone with a sheen of sweat and their makeup faces had been smudged around the eyes.

Minji was supporting Danielle, and sat her down on the couch of your living room when she turned and saw you.

"Oh! Gosh, Y/N, hey. Sorry if we woke you, I was just about to get Danielle some ice water to even out her, uh, drunkeness." She awkwardly managed to string together a sentence or two.

You shook your head, and tripped a little as you hopped the last step. "No, no, I'll get that." You insisted.

Sure, because Minji was your sister and was obviously intoxicated and vulnerable and worn out. But also, Danielle was here, and the more you observed her, the more you realised what a state she was in. She seemed happy enough, smiling lazily at your sister, but she was sprawled across the couch, pale and covering her mouth a little, as if she were about to vomit.

This only made you whip up the iced water even more quickly, and you were about to hand it to Danielle after walking from the kitchen to the living room, but Minji gave it to her instead once she took it from your hand. Minji probably thought she was just being a tiny bit helpful, but you sort of sulked internally, having rathered you gave it to Danielle instead.

You were about to question, too, why she was so wasted, but Minji beat you to that, as well.

"I think Dani here oversaw how much she could manage. She's been vomiting a bit too much for her brother to handle, and so I offered for her to stay overnight with us. Is that okay?"

You were already nodding, but Danielle, who wasn't watching, decided she had to add to what Minji had said.

"I won't be any trouble at all, Y/N-ie. I'm sorry, I just didn't realise I was such a lightweight until -"

"It's fine, Dan." Minji cut her off, and you pouted stupidly because you would have never stopped Danielle from talking.

And also because you loathed yourself for thinking too much tonight.

"Right! Let me just grab some pj's for you, and then I'll help you get changed. Y/N-ah, please just watch over her for a moment. If she vomits, just take her to the bathroom of course."

And then you were left alone, with a very drunk Danielle. Her flowery scent was now tainted ever so slightly by the alcohol and skunky smell of the club, but she still graced your house with her scent. Without thinking, you sat next to her, and just waited for her to need anything from you. You were ready to run and get it.

"Hey, Y/N-ie…"

You hadn't noticed what she called you the first time she used the nickname, but this time, you did. And it stuck to your cheeks in a red hue, so deep a crimson that you know Danielle could dip her fingers in it and paint a sunset by hand. Gosh, you wonder if she likes to finger paint...?

"Uh, yeah? You okay?"

She was too out of it to notice your stutter and your delayed response, luckily. Even while she was lying across your couch, a little messy and very intoxicated, she made you feel stupid. It was sort of funny. This angel was just in your house, and you were silently worshipping everything you wouldn't have if it was anyone else.

What was it with this stranger? What was it that made you so… how do you even describe it?

"I'm 'kay. Just a bit, haha, tired. You know, I'm used to the odd drink at home under supervision, but I suppose I forgot that I normally even it out with lemonade. I think I overestimated my limits," She admitted with a melodic ring of laughter.

"…Ah", you weren't sure if she wanted you to answer.

"So... Mrs Stokes, huh? We didn't get to finish our conversation did we?"

"Oh-"

"I didn't forget." She smiled up at you from her hunched position. "I actually would have talked longer with you, but Minji was obviously excited to go to the club. Anyways, what other teachers do you have?"

You guys had a sweet conversation while Minji was away. It wasn't much more than small talk, but what made it special was that you didn't feel awkward. Small talk, as a lot of us can agree, made you want to sink into a hole in the ground and let it swallow you up, but with Danielle, small talk was better.

Maybe she has lots of friends at school. Although, you were sure you would have heard of such a popular person at the place you attended five days a week for seven hours.

Danielle sighed softly. "I'm surprised and honestly bummed we haven't met each other before tonight. How'd I not notice you…you're really pretty."

She'd mumbled that last part. You were pretty sure though that she wasn't bothered if you heard or not. Was it even directly towards you, or just for her own ears? Was she so exhausted that she needed to hear her thoughts out loud in order to understand them properly?

Your mind had gone into a small frenzy at the way she spoke either to or about you, but at the worst moment, Minji walked downstairs with a matching set of pyjamas in her arms for Danielle.

[marengogo]

hi!!

i have some questions regarding the cake issue, i'd ask chikooritajjk, but i'm honestly terrified of them 😞

did the other members get a cake for a pre release track?

ik jin got one for 'astronaut' and jk got one for both 'dreamers' + 'seven', but those are both singles...

so imo it's a little weird that the company would get tae a cake for a 'love me again' and 'rainy days' and not just wait for his album

also i saw them talking about wasting cake, but isn't there a thing where they can have the bakery frost styrofoam so it'll look like a cake? plus the members are given cakes on their birthday and sometimes they don't eat them...

don't want to cause issues btw! if jimin really didn't want a cake, i'm fine with it bc that's his choice, i'm just confused about some things

if you don't feel like answering, you don't have to!

ik you (and other bloggers) are not chikooritajjk's mail box and if i was able to come off anon without causing myself a anxiety attack 🙃, i would definitely just ask them directly! but i also like your thoughts and opinions as well on bts and jikook related things 😊

sorry for bothering you 💜

so i see my ask was taken the wrong way 😞 just want to clear up a few things i don't hate chikooritajjk, i honestly think they're lovely and are very helpful with explaining things (streaming, bts, jikook, queer topics ect), so it does make me sad that it came across that way i'm scared of them bc i have social anxiety and really want to talk to them about things they discuss (i know, it's a me problem, got that 🫡) and trust me, it took a lot to even send that ask bc ik people don't always like answering asks concerning other bloggers wasn't trying to sabotage your friendship with them either, i follow both your blogs and love BOTH OF YOUR POSTS i sent the cake ask bc i'm genuinely confused and had some questions, and like i said ik it was more so an ask for chikooritajjk, but you have been interacting their posts and agreeing with them and i also wanted to hear YOUR OWN thoughts on it i don't mind being corrected or told i'm wrong btw, as long as someone isn't rude or disrespectful (which neither you or chikooritajjk have been btw!!) i do fear that this interaction has only reinforced my issues with interacting off anon with jkkrs though, after this i'll leave you both alone (won't send anymore asks), as that is probably you want so sorry for bothering you both, i truly did not mean to cause any discomfort or issues with my ask and probably this one.... hope you both are doing well and can't wait for more of your insightful posts! — a lost anon

Hello 🎂-Anon,

Hope you don’t mind me calling you like this, if you do please let me know.

I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out the best way to tackle your Ask as I think I’ve kinda already addressed your second ask in my post this morning. See, the thing is, whoever “baked” this particular conspiracy was so successful that many are now really so convinced that the absence of said eggs, flour & milk are actually a substantial part of a lot of the evil surrounding JM. 

But let me start with the easy part of the Ask. “did the other members get a cake for a pre release track?” Namjoon didn’t get a single slice of cake from Hybe, be it pre-release or release don't worry about what the tweet says, just want you to check out the type of cakes Joonie received, if you are interested!:

Two of the cakes were given to him by separate groups of his own friends and one was sent to him by the production team of “The Dictionary of Useless Human Knowledge”.

Now, to get back to the “source of evil” topic, it is very much an issue with the way that Chapter 2 is unfolding. It’s not about eggs, flour & milk, but about the people who found a way to make you believe that eggs, flour & milk are part of the problem. It’s about not being aware of what kind of space your SM environment might have turned into, such as not knowing that Namjoon also didn’t receive a cake, because the same people who are guiding your perception are also, shaping your environment and trying to create narratives that heavily aid in hindering the gravity of real issues that the boys might be facing.

So please, if you can, forget about the cake 🎂-Anon! It’s not about wastage or the performative act, or whatever. Did JM want cake from HYBE specifically? Unless he tells us, we can’t know, I mean if you ask me, he seems to have planned his FACE WEVERSE live to a T, I really don’t think he wanted any. Anyways, what we do now know though, thanks to Tae, is that there is a high possibility he might have not wanted it. Same as Joon.

The mishandling of Chapter 2 is so Ugh! Quite literally it is as if Pandora’s Box was opened and all sorts of shit just came rushing out 😩😩😩. BUT I will address all of these in the post I mentioned that I am working on, so for now, If I could please ask you to take a second and think about the boys real quick. MEGA-Celebrities who have been in the game for 10 years (without counting pre-debut) and not only that, they are part of the biggest group on this planet, they are BIG-big, with big money, and big problems … do you see them losing sleep over eggs, flour & milk? 

Should we be? 

Hope this answers your question and I really do hope you’ll be looking forward to my post, cause, ONCE AGAIN, I REALLY CAN'T STRESS THIS ENOUGH: There is soooooo much in Chapter 2 that needs to be address for-real-real 🤡. 

Always respectfully yours 💜🫰🏾,

Marengo.

[elpulse]

First ever dream I had with Sun and Moon and it’s a goddamn nightmare. 😞 So I wrote this fic for Halloween based off it. Please heed the warnings before you read if this is something you aren’t comfortable with. I just like playing around with yandere characters in fiction.

This fic will include:

Sun/Moon x reader (gender-neutral)

Daycare attendant doesn’t have the virus

Yandere sun/moon

Possessive behaviour

Violence and gore

Angst with a happy ending

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You were here again today… Sun was so happy that today you were working with them in the daycare. Sure they would have to deal with the inconvenience of having to go down to parts and services after the daycare closes but they're okay with you working on them! They loved seeing you laugh and smile whenever you would hang out. You were so sweet and charming... You were in their thoughts constantly, he softly sighed as he looked at you doing work. How nice it would be if you liked them back just as strongly as Sun and Moon do-!

“Yeesh… What’s with that look? Stop being so creepy! How is it possible that even after the cosmetic upgrades you still look so unsettling.”

The animatronic snapped out of it to stare down at the person standing next to them. Of course… Daniel is always the one that was a complete jerk to Sun and Moon. Even though he was technically their ‘coworker’ as a daytime security guard. “Can’t stand that guy…” Moon hissed in their shared servers. Sun was inclined to agree, it makes him want to glitter glue his belongings and mess with him. Better yet, maybe he’ll try mixing the laxatives he found from the lost and found into his coffee and make them regret it. Make them have a bad day tomorrow morning.

He has no time for this… Sun schooled his expression from his newly-built faceplate and acted dumb. “Look? What look? I don’t really know what you're referring to. I’m so bored! There’s nothing to do here when you told me I have to sit here and wait!” The little pathetic human huffed as he shifted uncomfortably under Sun’s stare. Daniel strangely felt a chill down his back even though the sunny animatronic was acting innocent as per usual like he’s always have. “Ugh, whatever… I’m finally gonna leave now. Gonna clock out of my shift, hey make sure to fix this bot so he doesn’t cause any problems.”

You clicked your tongue in annoyance, not paying any regard to Daniel. “Ya ain’t my boss, you're always so quick to complain about everything. I’m only here for a checkup and hygiene, Sun and Moon are functioning perfectly. Just go already!” Daniel glared at you harshly before stomping out to leave through the large door with a slam. Good riddance. Sun smiled as he pulled his attention to focus back on you, hoping to initiate conversation but stopped in his tracks.

What the…

When did they get here…?

How did they not notice them coming in? They spent way too much time focusing on Daniel! You were currently occupied with talking to the head technician, some technical jargon they reckon. They don’t really know who they are, they make sure to avoid damages to themselves and prevent a visit to P and S and the fact they didn’t care about them. But now? Now they are, the head technician is getting in the way between the three of you. Sun and Moon felt their systems spark and heat up with rage as he looked at you and the other one.

“Everything is fine, it’s just business…Everything is fine, everything is fine, everything is fine…!” Sun and Moon chanted in their minds as they tried to calm down, they didn’t want to cause any trouble and upset you! But they were almost close to snapping as they saw that filthy thing touch you. It looks like you guys are friendly and respectful of each other, no doubt because you both work as technicians in parts and services. But is it just them, or do they kind of notice that you are leaning away from them. Like you are avoiding their hand that they have on your back as the human was hovering over you, maybe they were overthinking... But something doesn’t sit right.

Finally, you managed to end the chat and waved them off goodbye as they left. You sighed in relief as you looked at them with those beautiful eyes. “Hey Sunny… Sorry for the wait! Got held up there for a moment, they said there were some problems in Roxy’s Raceway that needed repairs after your check up. Gonna be pulling an all nighter for this one, can you lend me the nap area after?” Immediately their systems were put at ease at your presence, their fans fluttering at the news that you would be staying over. “Oh Sunshine~! I don’t mind! I know you have a lot of important things you need to do. You're the best mechanic I know!” Sun praised happily.

You chuckled at the compliment, gracing them a sweet smile. “Aww that means a lot to me. Now let’s get you checked up!”

It was night time… The pizzaplex closes its doors as all of the guests today had left. Leaving Moon in their room charging, awaiting for the time he’ll start doing his security rounds. They were currently counting the time as they impatiently waited. 1 second, 2 second, 3 seconds...

10,800 seconds. That would be approximately 180 minutes they had counted, which was 3 hours before the distraction was not working. You were currently away on the job at the raceway like you said you were, but it didn’t help the pain in his metaphorical heart at the thought. They missed you so much… And it was a habit for the two AIs to contemplate whether to pursue the feelings they had for you or not. “Isn’t it so unbearable Moon? There’s no way we can keep this a secret forever can we…?” Sun told their counterpart.

“I know… I’m well aware. But there’s no way they would like us back, Starshine has a happy life outside this place. We are nothing but tools for the business, we can never leave this place to be able to love them properly. There is no happy ending for us, or for them…” Moon cut in bitterly. Life is not fairytale, and they’ve been active and alive since their creation to know how cruel and unfair reality is. Moon sobbed quietly as their chest twisted in pain as they curled into themself.

“We can do nothing but dream… That’s all we have left…” Sun mourned. Moon nodded as he felt Sun’s presence push through their programming to seek each other’s comfort. He sighed as they laid down in their pillow pile as they decided to go into sleep mode to pass the time, setting an alarm to wake up later so they could be ready for their shift.

“Nighty night…”

It’s dark…

So dark…

Sun and Moon weren’t sure where they were, they only realized they were both here in the present in this blank space. It was not often that they would ‘dream’, surprisingly the two robots were capable of dreaming the same dream and experiencing it together. Moon and Sun stared at each other in silence, though they may be in a dream most of the time nothing really happens in this space besides interacting with each other. Sadly they don’t experience fun dreams like most humans do.

“Oof! wh-What the…?” Sun was caught off guard by something crashing into him, falling down on his bum as he struggled to lift himself up to see what’s on him. “...! S-Starshiiine…?” Moon gasped as he went to try and help his counterpart. A small figure laid on top of Sun’s chest, staring blankly at Sun’s face. Anyone would’ve freaked out if a complete stranger did this but on closer inspection… no, they recognize who they are. It was you, the resemblance was completely identical in all of your unique features. They both gazed at you in awe at your being, from head to toe. From your soft skin, to your eyes, and the comforting weight you have that they recognized. Sun sat up onto his knees as he timidly embraced your figure, taking in the lovely warmth you radiated as Moon joined in the group hug as they petted your head. They’re faces plastering large smiles as they heard a soft giggle from you at the affection.

Too bad that it didn’t last long, a large crackling sound reverberated in the entire ‘room’ they were in and startled the two. Streaks of bright colors shot out like lightning and cracked the walls like it shattered it, before it quickly disappeared. Moon alerted, stood up as they brought their arm out in front of you and Sun in an attempt to protect you both. Sun trembling in fear as he shielded you in his arms from whatever scary thing was out there.

There was something… there! Or some… Someone…? It was hard to make out anything, but there was a figure there in front of them. The body was screwy and laced with the colors of static they saw earlier, constantly shifting in shapes in distortion like a glitch. Sun and Moon shuddered and whimpered as they heard the figure talk, its voice garbled and crackled loudly with nonsense. Words displayed suddenly in front of them.

G̴a̶m̵e̴ ̷o̶b̶j̷e̴c̶t̵i̷v̵e̷:̶ ̷P̴r̵o̶t̸e̸c̸t̶ ̸t̶h̵e̷m̶

̴H̸o̴w̸ ̸t̷o̵ ̸p̶l̴a̶y̴:̶ ̸Y̴o̴u̴ ̸w̵i̶l̷l̴ ̵b̶e̶ ̶d̴o̴i̶n̶g̶ ̷a̷ ̸s̴e̶r̸i̸e̸s̴ ̸o̸f̵ ̷s̷c̵e̸n̵a̴r̸i̸o̵s̴ ̴i̵n̷v̸o̶l̴v̶i̵n̸g̵ ̸s̷e̶v̴e̶r̷a̶l̷ ̷c̸h̷a̵r̵a̵c̵t̷e̸r̸s̷,̶ ̶i̵t̸ ̸i̸s̵ ̶y̴o̷u̸r̸ ̸j̶o̸b̵ ̶t̷o̴ ̵p̶r̶o̸t̶e̸c̵t̸ ̴y̴o̵u̸r̴ ̵p̶e̵r̴s̸o̴n̸ ̵f̶r̸o̴m̴ ̶d̵a̷n̸g̶e̴r̵.̵ ̷B̸u̷t̵ ̸y̵o̶u̵ ̸w̵i̴l̶l̷ ̷a̶l̵s̵o̴ ̴h̷a̶v̵e̵ ̴t̸o̴ ̷h̶e̷l̷p̸ ̷t̵h̶e̷ ̶c̷h̷a̶r̶a̷c̵t̵e̷r̵s̶ ̵a̷s̷ ̸w̶e̸l̷l̴ ̷i̴f̵ ̸y̴o̵u̸ ̷d̴e̵e̸m̷e̴d̶ ̴t̶h̴e̵m̶ ̴s̵a̶f̵e̵.̴ ̸F̶i̶n̴d̶ ̸o̸u̸t̴ ̵w̸h̷o̴ ̸i̷s̷ ̶b̵a̴d̵ ̸a̶n̸d̴ ̸w̴h̶o̷ ̷i̷s̶ ̷g̷o̶o̴d̶.̸ ̴D̴o̸.̷ ̷N̸O̶T̷.̸ ̶F̶A̵I̶L̵.̸

̶R̶e̴w̴a̴r̷d̵:̷ ̶?̷?̴!̴!̶!̴$̶%̶$̴@̷*̴

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“Hello! I’m a friend of their parents. I’m just here to pick them up.” A strange man popped up in front of them, their body glitching out with a creepy smile on their face. Sun cried as they clutched you close, “Nonononono!! We don’t know you!” He screamed, noticing how you hid your face in his chest. Moon had growled angrily in response, “Get AWAY FROM THEM!” He swiped at the figure with one of his claws, red glitching blood spurted out of the corpse as it evaporated. They heard a ding from somewhere signaling their success at their answer.

N̵e̶x̵t̸ ̴R̷o̸u̵n̶d̷

“H-How many do we have to do this!?” Sun exclaimed, seeing the next person form into existence. “I.. I don’t know Sunny! We need to win this somehow!!!” Moon replied as he bit his lip. “Hello daycare attendant… Can you help me?” Now a woman has formed, but still just as distorted and creepy as the last one with its glitched voice not helping it.

Moon fixed his posture so that he appeared more threatening, claws at the ready to slice them again. He was about to launch himself before-! “W-WAIT MOONIE!!!” The lunar animatronic froze in his tracks as he looked back at Sun in confusion, eyes clearly displaying their inner panic despite hiding it. Sun trembled as he stood up on his feet while they carried you in his arms. “Didn’t i-i-it say that they were those that were safe? I think we have to be very careful with this!”

Moon widened his eyes at the realization. The rules said that they have to help these people in order to pass as well. The two shuddered wondering what the consequences of what will happen if they fail either of the tasks they were given of this creepy game. They don’t want you to get hurt. They can’t afford to let you get hurt!

“H-How can I help Miss?” Sun asked the woman fearfully. The woman twitched and twisted their neck unnaturally in Sun’s direction. “Do you know where the nearest bathroom is? This pizzaplex is awfully big!” Sun walked closer to Moon’s side as he was highly unsettled by her, they can’t trust anyone here, only each other and their star.

Sunny pointed in a random direction in the dark void they were in, “Take, take a left from here! Keep going straight and go to the right at the next turn, you should find it.” They explained to the woman, a strained smile being displayed on his face. The woman stared at him more. Moon is panicking as he desperately tries to block her face from Sun and you with his arm.

‘Please! Please go away! Please be right!!!’

“Thank you! Sorry to disturb~!”

*Ding!*

N̵e̶x̵t̸ ̴R̷o̸u̵n̶d̷

Moon and Sun gasped in surprise at the nonexistent breath they both held that they didn’t realize they did while in suspense. “Oh my gosh…! Oh my gosh!!! I thought we would fail!” Moon sobbed. Although you’ve never spoken, it seems like you had noticed their distress as your arms reached out to caress both Sun and Moon’s arms in comfort. Making the emotional robots tear up more as they both hugged you in a sandwich. “T-That's right! Moon we made it this far already! It’s just like our training days to protect the kids! Remember how the workers reenacted those types of scenes and we were told we had to handle it?” Their counterpart chuckled listlessly, “...yeah, yeah! You're exactly right. This is easy now… We can do this! Together!”

And so the game continued, although Moon had said it was going to be easy it was easier said than done. Round after round Sun and Moon struggled to make it through to the end, making sure to protect you especially. Tensions were raised high as they were subjected to questioning and investigating the characters, with the dangerous risk of finding out who the bad guys were and identifying the safe ones.

But finally… They were in the last round and they can finally end this nightmare once and for all. The two breathed a sigh of relief, smiling at each other as they still kept their love safe and sound all this time. They made it this far, nothing will stop them now!

“Hey junior! I was just looking for you, we still have some tasks left we still need to do. I’ll explain more in detail, can you come with me?”

The animatronics froze up in fear. Why were they here? It was the head technician that had now appeared before them. And they look by far the worse of all the characters conjured with the corruption, a sinister smile directed at their beloved. Sun felt a mix of disgust and fear at the filthy thing, tightening his hold on you as he shielded you. “Don’t you come closer! Get lost!” Sun screamed. Moon agreed, no way in hell they are letting you go.

Moon was about to attack them again before he heard Sun stuttering, looking back to see you squirm out of Sun’s arms and moving past them both. “Sunshine?! SUNSHINE!?!? WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?!?!?” They were forced to see you walk forward emotionlessly as you met up with the horrible being, you’ve never reacted like this until now. They’re shocked.

The answer would be that they are safe… right? They knew you were on decent terms with the head technician, it's part of your job and they knew it. Please no… Of course you must trust them. They’re overthinking just like with everyone else… They don’t like them. But they’ll at least trust your judgment. Even if something in the back of their minds was bugging them about the creep.

Don’t leave!

… They let you go.

Ẅ̸̳̗́͂͝r̷̤̀o̴̤̟͋̀̔n̷̡̰̫̿̽́g̸̳̍̒ ̶͙̃̈̋C̸̩̥̈́̀͘h̷̼̭̟̋̃o̵̘͋̈̾ĩ̷̭̝̍́c̵̲͖̟̋̿e̷͉̣͝)̵͇̪̕͝ :)

A horrific smile was the last they saw of the thing before pain shot through their bodies. Their synchronized screaming blasting at full volume as their vision was assaulted by colors and sparks. The sensation of pain through their mechanical bodies was quite similar to a controlled shock as their punishment. Forced to suffer as they see your body laying next to them in a puddle of RED.

Moon screamed as he snapped his eyes open. Tossing his blanket aside as his processors tried to process what he was doing. The animatronic trembled, he sobbed as he curled into himself as he replayed the memories. “Oh thank god…!” Moon whimpered. It was just a nightmare. They were here, in their room. And they were safe, nothing happened to them and nothing happened to you. Taking some time to calm themselves down, Moon checked the time. Oh, it was almost an hour left before they started their patrols.

The lunar animatronic widened his eyes as he received a sudden notification indicating someone was in the daycare. Checking the cameras Moon and Sun gasped in delight as they saw that their favorite person was here. They’re here! Moon flipped onto his feet as they frantically got themselves looking presentable as much as possible in order to greet you.

“Sun? Moon?”

“I’m here! I’m here!”

Moon clumsily dropped down on his wire as he met up with you. They felt a spark course through their systems as you smiled and waved to them in greeting, “Hey, Nice to see ya Moon man. Hope I didn’t take too long to finish before coming here?” Moon shook his head quickly, “N-no! Not at all! Glad you are here now, you’re always welcome here anytime…” You laughed in response to his invitation, “Is that so? I’m flattered! I do believe you still have an hour left before your patrols? Do you want to do anything in the meantime?”

The lunar animatronic blushed as he fiddled with the bell on his hat shyly. His mind is racing and flooding his systems with several ideas. Oh what should they do? They could draw, chat with each other, or m-maybe cuddle! You did ask for permission if you can borrow the naptime corner. “Hey, hey, Moonie? Do you think it's a good time to give them our present?” Sun piped up in their link. Moon twitched in surprise, that actually wouldn’t be a bad idea! “Oh! Actually Sunny and I wanted to give you a gift! It's something we’ve been working on for a while…”

You looked at the animatronic in surprise, growing slightly pink in response. “R-really? For me?” Moon chuckled at the cute display you were showing them. The two AIs were proud that they got to see the soft and sweet you that no one else got to see, and it belongs to only them~! “Of course~! We both like you alot and we want to show our appreciation~. Let me just fetch it from our room, you stay here right where you are. It won’t take that long.” You smiled sweetly as you crossed your arms “Aww that's sweet… You didn’t have to do that for me! But… thanks.” Moon giggled as his faceplate spun around as they summoned the cable to lift them to the balcony.

You softly laughed as your heart fluttered inside your chest. Sun and Moon were so nice to be around. It made you feel warm and tingly at the thought that they actually made a gift for you because they actually liked you. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn’t notice the lingering presence that was slowly encroaching upon you.

Moon meanwhile was rummaging through their messy room before laying his hands on a small gift box. “Thank goodness… It's still here! Hope they like it…” Opening the lid of the gift box revealed a beautiful handmade bracelet. Made with decent quality jewelry beads in blues and yellows along with pretty sun and moon charms with stars attached to it. Reassured that it wasn’t damaged, Moon stood up to his feet with the box in hand. He froze as he heard a horrific scream. That voice… It was yours!?

You laid in a fetal position as you clutched tightly at your side, crying at the intense burning pain as your blood spilled on the playmats and soaked your clothing. You fearfully looked towards your assaulter. “Why are you always with them… Why can’t I be the one you think of in your thoughts!?” Standing before you with a blood soaked knife in their hand was the head technician, an insane look in their eyes as they peered down at your form. “Wh… What… the fuck… Are you talking about!?” You croaked weakly, your brain not comprehending the insane situation you were in. The head technician smiled insanely as they bent down and grabbed your face, “I was so nice to you! I treated you so well when you first started working here! We got along well didn’t we!? So why did you choose a heap of scrap metal instead of me!?!?”

Speechless, you were speechless at the complete absurdity of the bullshit your superior was spouting. You have only treated them with politeness and respect at the minimum because it was your job. You knew in the beginning that you didn’t get along with them and have avoided their touches because it was unprofessional. You felt sick, and getting light headed from the blood loss. But you were burning with rage on the inside, “That's it…? That's why you stabbed me??? I didn’t like you already… But now I fucking hate you!” You growled viciously, punching them hard in the face and catching them off guard. “Get away from me… you psycho!” You yelled, hissing in pain at your wound.

The creep glared at you and kicked harshly at your body, knocking you down with a cry as you gasped for air in your suffering. “If I can’t have you then no one else will! I’ll be the last person you see as I kill you! You belong to me!” The head technician exclaimed, raising their weapon up high as they laughed madly. You gasped in despair, shutting your eyes as you cried out in desperation as you feared for your life.

“SUN! MOON!!!-”

You felt the weight on your body disappear as you heard a strangled choke and a loud slam nearby, opening your eyes. You saw Moon pinning your attacker down by the throat in a frightening display.

“YOU…! YOU…! WE KNEW YOU WERE DANGEROUS! WE SHOULD’VE KILLED YOU WHEN YOU FIRST LAID HANDS ON STARSHINE!!!” The animatronic screamed, an unrestrained anger being shown on his face than the usual kind Moon you were used to. The head technician choked and desperately fought against Moon’s hands for air. A pathetic display compared to how they were with you earlier. Moon’s red eyes glared down at them as they swiftly snapped their neck mercilessly with a sickening crunch. The hands grabbing Moon’s arms limped down on the ground, lifeless and dead.

You laid there in a pool of your own blood, sweat covering your body and on the verge of passing out. You weakly whispered, “M…Moonie...” Hearing their name being called, Moon snapped his neck to you and quickly rushed over to you. Tears formed in his eyes as he collapsed on his knees as he held you, “Starshine…! Oh Starshine I’m so sorry! I should’ve never left you! It’s our fault!” The animatronic sobbed, their tears dropping down and splashed on your face. “...No… It's not… You saved me…” You comforted as you grabbed one of their hands and rubbed your cheek against their palm. “Nononono! Please don’t die! Don’t DIE! We love you too much! Stay with us!!!” Moon cried. He desperately pressed down on your wound trying to stop it, there was so much blood… “Moonie… Sunny… help me…” Those were the last words Sun and Moon heard as you lost consciousness.

“STARSHINE!?!?!?”

It took 2 weeks in the hospital as you recovered from the incident, apparently from what you heard when you woke up it was that it wasn’t something that you made up in your head when the head technician had attacked you and wound up dead. The night guards had come to the daycare after an emergency signal was made to notify them. It was Moon who had called them as he sat there holding your body while the head technician’s corpse was nearby. At first glance they had assumed that Moon was the one who had killed both of you as they believed in the rumors that Moon was dangerous to be around. It was a messy affair, but Moon had confirmed with the authorities that there was clear evidence that he was innocent and only did it as an act of defense after you were attacked with the use of the footage of the security cameras and the knife.

Fazbear Corporations had contacted you through email in apology for the incident and paying you a hefty sum of money. Most likely to try and convince you to shut up and not tell anyone about the incident, not to mention the sly remark that they were willing to let you ‘leave’ the job in case you couldn’t handle coming back. You weren’t stupid, and you’ll be damned if you couldn’t see Sun and Moon ever again. So you fought back, threatening the corporation that you will sue them and reveal the news of the attack as well as all the other suspicious activity they were doing sweeping past terrible incidents with the pizzaplex. But finally they relented and let you keep your job and allowed you to continue working. (As well as some good dough on the side, you don't regret squeezing some cash out of the lousy business)

You sighed as you nervously shifted on your feet. Here you were back in the pizzaplex standing by the daycare entrance. You were… afraid. You weren’t sure if you had heard the animatronic say they loved you or made it all up when you passed out. The daycare was currently closed, as it’s still in the midst of cleaning up the mess from the attempted murder. You hesitantly knocked on the door, “Sunny…? It’s me, I-I’m back now…”

No response was heard but eventually the door slowly as Sun’s face peeked through the gap. His blue eyes wavering and on the verge of tears, “Sun-Sunshine…? You’re really here…” You nodded quietly, “Yeah… I’m back. I didn’t want to leave you guys the way I did… So I’m here to stay, can I come in?” Sunny looked hesitant and almost afraid before nodding and opening the door to let you in.

“...Are you okay now Sunshine?” The solar animatronic asked. “Yeah. Thankfully they stitched me up at the hospital, nothing I can’t recover from. And thank you guys for rescuing me in time.” Sun trembled as he raised his hands up and wrapped you in a tight hug, sobbing into your shoulders heavily as he broke down. “So glad…! So glad you are okay! We missed you so much! We don’t know what we would do without you!” You returned the hug and clung tightly as you cried as well, the trauma hitting you hard in response.

Sun sniffed as he lifted his faceplate up to rest his forehead against yours. Making you stare directly in front of him, his eyes ridden with anxiety and fear. “Aren’t you scared? Of what we did in front of you…?” You widen your eyes at him. “What about killing them? I know you did that to protect me. A bit concerned but you know to be honest I would’ve wanted to hurt them so badly as revenge against them if they did come back alive. I’m not really as nice of a person.” You replied shamelessly. “...We still think you're nice.” Sun answered, wiping a stray tear from your eyes.

You blushed at the gesture, you reached out with your own hand as you stroked at Sun’s cheek in comfort. Admiring how their blue eyes twinkle and their rays spun around their head as you do this. Sun felt their fans kick on a faster setting, sighing as he felt your soft touch against their face and making them feel at ease. “Umm…! By the way, S-Sunshine… Moonie is reminding me that we still haven’t had the chance to give you the present!” You quirked your eyebrow in question, did they still remember that?

“Oh! I guess I haven’t seen it yet, are you sure?” You asked hesitantly. “Yes!Yes!Yes~! Here, c’mon and open it!” Sun replied excitedly, he opened his chest plate and pulled out a small gift box. You chuckled as you took it from him, gasping as you opened the box to see the contents. “G-Guys, it's beautiful! I love it!” You smiled as you took the bracelet and wore it on your wrist. You admired and showed it off to the animatronic as the beads glistened and the charms swayed on your arm. Sun whined happily and wore a derpy, adorable smile as his rays spun wildly. “So so so happy you like Sunshine! We’ve worked super duper hard for you!”

Your heart skipped a beat, even after all this time and you were still in love with them. And it was important that you get some answers.

“Sunny… Can I ask you guys something?”

Sun froze, their body tensing up at the noticeable shift in your tone. The animatronic gulped, “W-What’s up…?” You brought your arm up and fiddled with the bracelet, trying to formulate words to say. “...Back then what was the last thing you said to me before I passed out?” You asked hesitantly. You looked up at the animatronic as Sun stood still. An unsettling display from the bright robot, completely unresponsive. It was honestly scaring you, heart beginning to pound quickly at the stress.

The robot reached with his hand and scratched at his faceplate while he pulled hard at his rays with the other. Their expressions worsen as they freak out. Shit! This is bad! “Oh God Sun! Please stop! I’m sorry, y-you don’t have to answer!” You pleaded. Sunny took a shaky breath as he stopped his actions, detecting with his system at your quickened heart rate. “N-No, I’m sorry Sunshine. Sorry… so sorry…!” Sun sobbed, his eyes watering and tears started to spill out. He hesitantly grabbed your hand, caressing the bracelet with care.

“...Me and Moonie love you. That was what we said that day. We regretted that it was too late at the time. We truly thought you would be gone, it sort of spilled out.” Sun answered. He pressed your palm to his cheek, hiding half of his face in shame. “We’ve been in love with you for a long time… But we never pursued it. W-Why would we? I’m just a dumb, stupid moneymaking robot!” You stared in shock at his confession, “Sun…”

“It hurts you know? We can’t love you the same as humans can! Sunshine, you-! You have a wonderful life outside! While we are trapped here, we didn’t want to drag you down. And robots can’t date! Hehehe! … We always get jealous and hurt people who talk to you behind your back.” Sun stared at you painfully. No ounce of humor was heard as he laughed emptily.

“Now you saw us murder someone… Those rumors you heard of us are true. Well… maybe not that extreme. The point is, I’m a horrible person…”

Your chest hurts at Sun’s words. Feeling it twist and ripped apart as your heart breaks in two. Certainly it was a shock to see Sun and Moon act so violently, so used to seeing them being friendly and lovable. But strangely it made a whole lot of sense, it made sense that people who acted rude to you before now left you alone. Or how they acted so clingy with you when another person was talking to you and always seemed to act so passive-aggressive with everyone except you. But it made you understand from their point of view how frustrating it was being a robot. They were jealous at the fact other humans can so easily interact with you and they don’t. Now you knew that even though their actions were bad and they should’ve handled it better, you weren’t actually mad. In reality, you knew that they were just trying to protect you all this time, because you were the one to always talk to them about anything, trouble or not.

But that won’t change anything about how you feel about them. And you will be the one to take responsibility for all you guys had to go through and fix this. You pulled Sun’s head down and pulled him to your chest, hugging him tightly as you whispered into his audio receptor. “It’s okay… We’re gonna be okay… Thank you so much for protecting me all this time. It won’t change how I feel about you… I forgive you, and we will work together and get better. I promise you this.”

You leaned back and pressed a soft kiss to their forehead.

“I love you two as well! And you’ve been the ones I love and have been on my mind ever since I met you!”

Sun and Moon sobbed and cried in happiness, holding you close to each other as they exchanged more hugs and affection with you. They finally had you, and you had them. And nothing else will get in the way with that. It was truly a dream come true.

[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself-Story (18+)

⚠ CW: addiction, unwanted baby 💔 postpartum depression ⚠

I stayed with Sandra last night. After I finally got my drugs, I was back to normal. I had the fight with Philip constantly in my mind. I had to think about all the ugly things I said to him. Sure, he was rude to me, too, but I hurt P. so terribly!

So the next morning, I decided to go to him and apologize. Before that, I texted him! But I didn’t know, Isabella was with Philip!! 🙈 That was so, so embarrassing, when I stood in front of them. I DID the SAME SHIT as IRENA yesterday!! I just showed up to my ex, to ask him for forgiveness. 😳 🤦‍♀️ Philip thought I would come a bit later, but I think he has enjoyed this awkward encounter between Isabella & me a bit. He knew what I was thinking! I thought he & Isabella were together. 🤷‍♀️

But behind all this, was a sad truth, that will just shock me! 😨 😭I felt so sorry for Philip & his baby (Annabelle) 💔, that I even decided to stay with him that day.

Me: Oops! 😬 🤦‍♀️ I-....I didn’t know Isabella’s there? I didn’t want to disturb you! 🙈

Isabella: You look terrible! 🤨 You're dressed like a... ho? A... sad ho, with running mascara.😕 🤷‍♀️

Philip (to Isabella): Get ready now! 😒.. You & Annabelle have to go! Your parents are already waiting!

Me: I’m so sorry! That was so stupid of me coming here. I-... I shouldn’t even be here....I apologize for yesterday, P.! I hope you can forgive me.😔

Philip: It’s okay, A.! And you don’t have to go! Stay here!

Isabella: Yeah! Come up with me! You can see Annabelle and take care of her while I change.

Me: I’d love to see her! But, Idk guys? I feel totally stupid! I shouldn’t have barged in like this. Maybe I’ll come back later when Philip is alone. If-... that’s even okay?? Ugh! 🤦‍♀️ 🤦‍♀️ Sorry, I’m full of shit! 🙈

Philip: Don’t you dare leave now! I want you to stay! I’m just going to the bathroom. And.... there’s nothing going on between Isabella & me!.... I’m just trying to do the right thing, A.! 😕

Me: Are you all right? 😟

Philip: No. Not really.... But go up to Annabelle as long as she’s here, I’ll be right there.

When I was upstairs, I heard Isabella yelling out for Philip like a..... maniac. 📢“PHILIP!!! 😠 She’s awake! Again, damn it! Come up!” 😩 I carefully went into the bedroom and saw Isabella totally annoyed in front of the bed of her daughter. The little girl screamed and cried, but Isabella didn’t hug her or try to calm her down. She just wanted her to shut up. 

Totally shocked I approached Annabelle. I took her in my arms and lo and behold, I could calm her. 🤨 I realized Isabella didn’t want her baby. 😭

Isabella: Look at that little beast! 🤨 That’s not fair! Why does she like you more than me?.....Annabelle, this is your dad’s ex lover, just so you know! Little traitor! .... 😒

Me: Here, you take her! You’re her mom! She needs you Isabella!

Isabella: No, that’s P.’s job! If you don’t want to hold her, put her back in her bed! Where is he, HELL? 😠 🤷‍♀️....📢 PHILIP!!!!

Me: But why Isabella?? Why can’t you hold Annabelle? 😟

Isabella: Why??... I have just changed!! She’s gonna drool on me....Uhm, you have to give her, her bottle. If you don’t mind? 😬

Me: Sure!.. Ok, Annabelle! Here cutie! You must be really hungry, huh? 😟 Tell me sweetie, does your Dad take well care of you? Hm? I’m sure he does!...Aww, she’s so cute & tiny Isabella!... Why don’t you like your own baby? 🙁 You can tell me! Did-...,,did something happen?

Isabella: Yea, she happened! I wake up every day and don’t want to get out of bed. My life changed from one day to the next. I don’t want to care about someone who hates me! As soon as I approach her, she screams! And Philip doesn’t want me either. NOTHING is as it once was! And my fucking parents force me to do all this. If I don’t take care of my daughter or try to deal with Philip, they’ll disinherit me.😞 😫

Me: She doesn’t HATE YOU!!! She’s so innocent! She doesn’t even know what hate is! The only thing she longs for is love and security. I think you’re too tense, she feels your fears and that makes her restless.

Isabella: You don’t understand me, A.! 😟 🤦‍♀️ No one does! But I love her! That’s what scares me. I WANT her to be well, but I can’t do this for her or give her what she needs.😔 I wish I could do it the way you do rn, but it’s just not in me! That.... loving, patient nature.

Me: You have to try!!! Philip will be gone in 10 days! What will you do then? You MUST Isabella! I just don’t get it? You got no idea how lucky you are.😞

Isabella: I'd trade places with you in a second!

Me: Trust me, you would NOT! 🤨

Isabella: Would you take care of her if I were gone? 😟

Me: Why are you asking me that shit? Are you gonna abandon Annabelle?😧 I swear, I.! If you’re gonna do something like that, give Philip custody!

Isabella: Once he is done with his semester abroad, I will do this!

Me: Why not now? He is here for a few days! 

Isabella: My parents don’t want Philip to get custody because he initially refused to acknowledge paternity. But as I said, once Philip lives here again, this is done. Can you please put on her jacket and hood? I have to leave with her.

Me: Can’t you dress your daughter yourself? 😦

Isabella: Uhm... I can! But since you already have her in your arms, you can do it.

Me: Who does that when Philip is not there? Huh?

Isabella: Her nanny!? 🤨 🤷‍♀️...Or I just wait!

I was stunned by Isabella’s behavior! She just couldn’t bond with her daughter. Later, when I had my own son, I suffered from postpartum depression after giving birth. And I think Isabella had this too. Just as it looked, Isabella had not survived her depression well?... After a few minutes Philip joined us. He checked everything, whether Isabella and I dressed Annabelle properly. This was actually the first time I saw Philip with his little girl.

It ripped my heart to watch Philip say goodbye to Annabelle.😢I felt sorry for his little girl.

Me: Why is she gone with her P.? She can leave Annabelle here with you while you’re at home.

Philip: Her parents decide! Isabella would leave Annabelle here anyway, but I’m only allowed to see Annabelle 4 days a week. She has to go, or her parents will take her fucking money.😠

Me: I just don’t get it? Why do her parents want to prevent Annabelle from staying with you? 😧 🤷‍♀️

Philip: They don’t trust me! After all, I didn’t want to have anything to do with my daughter in the beginning. 😔 But they said, when I finish abroad, they agree that I also get custody with Isabella.

Me: I don’t like those people! 😟 They can’t rule over everything and everyone! She’s your daughter! Bloody snobs! 😒...I think they’re afraid you could take Annabelle abroad.

Philip: Ugh, Idk, A.! And tbh, I’m totally tired and overwhelmed anyway! Isabella is no help at all! I can’t leave her alone with our baby for even five fucking minutes. As soon as Isabella says anything or is near her, she starts crying. I’m afraid Isabella may have hurt her or will, if I’m not careful.😔 🤦‍♂️

Me: What?😨 You think she did that?...I don’t think P.! 😟 Don’t worry, Isabella doesn’t hate her baby. She’s....unhappy & dissatisfied with her situation. But she wouldn’t hurt her!

Philip: You didn’t see how pissed & mad she gets when our baby starts screaming. I mean, Annabelle doesn’t cries on purpose, damn it! But Isabella just can’t handle it. 🤷‍♂️ 

Me: I witnessed it when you were in the bathroom. I was shocked how Isabella talked to Annabelle. Maybe you should discuss this with her parents? If you want, I’ll help you. 😞

Philip: I intend to do that! And.. I can do without your help, you are never there when I need you!! Anyway... and finally take care of yourself!

Me: I feel terrible about the way I acted yesterday. I’ll be more there for you from now on. I’ll help you with Annabelle.😢

Philip: I don’t need you for Annabelle! I need you for me! But you only care about Daniel and his fucking drugs! You just make my life much harder! You hurt me! 😠

Me: Don’t say that! I hope someday you can forgive me.😢

Philip: Prove it! Stay with me! Just... for a few hours. I want to be alone with you! I need you now!

Me: But...I wasn’t home last night. 🤦‍♀️

Philip: I just told you I fucking need you! 😦 😠

Me: You’re right! Sorry! I stay!....I was so scared that one day in the ER, but as soon as you were there, I felt safe. So, I stay and I want to stay! 💙

Philip: Thank you!... Now you get why I need you!

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[braceletofteeth]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

I was tagged by @kissporsche 💕💕 which made me really happy because a few months ago they initiated a conversation with me and I was too much of an introvert to keep it going, so I had thought then that I had lost my chance at friendship forever 🥲

Three Ships

The (un)holy trinity: Hannigram (from Hannibal), Jongmoon (from Strangers From Hell) and VegasPete (from KinnPorsche).

First Ever Ship

It's hard to pinpoint the exact pair... Hmm... I'll tell you about the first one I remember being obsessed about, as in reading all the fics available about them-obsessed. I was eleven? Twelve? Anyway. That would be Cato and Clove, from The Hunger Games. They were not canon in the book (or the movie! They were done SO dirty in the movie!!! I CAN'T EVEN FIND A GIF OF THEM TOGETHER TO INCLUDE HERE 😤), there were just one (or two?) moments that could be interpreted like that, if you had a wild imagination 😅 Fortunately, at that time, me, and a bunch of other kids who enjoyed the tragedy of it all, read too much into it.

So, while everyone else was discussing the love triangle of the main characters or shipping themselves with Finnick Odair, we were in a dark corner crying and throwing up because of two kids who were raised to become killing machines—the star-crossed lovers from District 2, as we liked to call them.

Last Song

Keep Asking Me, by Francis Well. It has a feeling similar to Little House On The Hill, so I think of them as sisters.

Last Movie

Cherry Magic: The Movie. I had already forgotten the gifsets I had seen about it, months ago, so everything was a surprise.

[spoiler alert] My favorites scenes were the ones of Adachi and Kurosawa meeting each other's families, even though it seemed like my heart was going to jump out of my chest in both occasions 😀

Currently Reading

Making my way through the PrapaiSky tag on AO3 (meaning I'm reading literally anything and everything that sounds slightly interesting).

Currently Watching

1. GAP. I haven't watched the most recent episode yet, but it seems we're reaching the climax of the story. I'm already dreading the moment I'll have to let go of all my girls (+ Mon's step-father) :(

2. Star & Sky Series. I've finished Star in My Mind, and I'll start Sky in Your Heart (which is the part two? the spin-off?) soon (allegedly. Never trust a 'soon' coming from me).

3. TharnType. Only a few more episodes to go. Absolutely bonkers show.

4. Summer Strike. The healing type that I had been saving for when I needed it most.

5. Beyond Evil. I had been saying for a long time that I was going to rewatch BE, but never got around to do it (16 episodes! Who has the time!!). My brother was browsing Netflix looking for something for us to watch together, and suggested BE. I thought he was joking (he has already rewatched it 5 or 6 times by himself 🙃), so I agreed, also joking. Turns out, he wasn't joking 😀😀 So now we're watching it again (*in my first time, I watched it with him as well). It's been a really different experience, watching it from the perspective of someone who knows what they should be paying attention to (I wish I had forgotten the details so I could enjoy the unpredictable mystery again, but it seems I still remember most of it 😅) .

Currently Consuming

Crackers.

Currently Craving

Eight (or more) hours of sleep. No waking up because of freezing temperatures, bad dreams, or the men working on a new floor for my neighbour's house in the early hours of the morning.

... I haven't had one of those in a while 😞

Tagging

Since it's people I'd like to get to know better, I'll tag the blogs I started following more recently: @saturnskyline @leporschespam @ronandhermy @teakrush @stillqueerstillhere (it's absolutely okay to ignore this, though 😊✌)

**If there aren't 9 it's because I'm bad at math.

[carbo-ships]

I wonder why they don't want him anymore 😞😭 Ardis stole him away I guess

Reading that this morning made my heart hurt, uhg. He seems to be doing okay, though. General vibe is "the past is the past, let's see what comes next". I'm also reminding myself that this likely all happened several months ago, whereas the rest of us only just found out in the past couple weeks. I imagine the last-minute US tour was a nice change of pace, though, rather than just being sat at home watching the internet lose their minds.

For those joining this program already in progress and have no idea what we're talking about, the guy who plays my F/O on stage was unexpectedly replaced a couple of weeks ago and nobody knew what was going on. Like, curtain came up and somebody else was playing his guitar. Not unprecedented, the band cycles through members every now and then, but everyone was really surprised since the guitarist had been in the group since 2016 and had indicated he had no intention of leaving any time soon. Initially fans were speculating that he was probably just busy for the first couple dates of the tour and he'd be back later, or that he'd chosen to leave to pursue other projects. However, he confirmed yesterday that he is no longer in the band and that it was not his decision.

He's recording new music in between gigs right now (I think he'd initially planned to do that here in the UK before getting sent overseas unexpectedly, so his current setup is soooo relatable, my group recorded the exact same way in undergrad lol), which I'm excited about. Looks like his primary concern is just sorting out the best way to keep bills paid now that his situation's changed. Current plan is to work on his own music for the next couple years and see if that plus doing the occasional gig with friends' bands is sustainable (plus a big merch sale when he gets home in a week, so keep your eyes peeled for that if you're looking to pick up some stuff from his other projects). We'll likely never know what happened behind the scenes (or at least not for a long time), but I'm glad we at least have the basics answered so my brain can stop going "AAAAAAAA WHAT'S GOING ON AAAAAAAAAAAA".

But yes, Aeth is snuggled up at home with Ardis. He isn't the young ghoul he used to be, after all! It's time he hung up the helmet and settled down, and Ardis was the catalyst for that.

(Yes, that was a pun. I'm very funny.)

[chickabee]

"All that shit is ficticious-"

I....

yes that is a homestuck broadway reference 😞😔

This is for my friend @fallingmaddlyinloveI'm working on a story for their para's. The beginning isn't much, but I hope you like it none the less!

Title: Apples to Oranges

Rating: Mature for language

Summary: basically an AU crossover of all my favorite things hehhhh :D

The sun rose over Turmoil City like any other day.

In a modest, tall, suburban townhouse, a young man, around the age of 17 was sleeping comfortably in his bed as the ring of his alarm continued to cry helplessly on a cheap bedside table.

Annoyed, he slowly opens his eyes. He stares accusingly at the red analog digits shimmering proudly on the screen.

His brows scrunch as he stares.

6…

6:40!?

The blankets go flying and in no time his bare feet meet the cheap, rough carpeted floor. He stumbles into the bathroom, aiming for the sink. 

Dammit! How could he be so fucking stupid to oversleep his alarm? His phone on his bedside buzzes loudly. He pauses scrubbing his teeth to peek from the doorway.

—

“Lazy bitch,” Diana muttered looking at the message she just sent.

Here at the the Lake. Where tf r u?

-Diana

She sighed and stuffed her cellphone in her back pocket. Diana’s brown eyes looks across the sky as a weary set of rose pink eyes roam over her shoulder.

“Luca’s running late again, isn’t he?” Isla says. She’s very soft spoken, almost like a nervous mouse.

Diana huffed, “Isla, he’s probably being dumb.” She takes a moment, “Probably was up all night messing with himself.”

Isla blinks.

“But anyways, I don’t care. Honestly, we might just leave that bitch.”

Isla went wide eyed, “But we can’t!” This was normal for her to take up for Luca. “He said if he has to come to school alone, he’ll die!”

Diana slacked her shoulders, “He didn’t mean literally.” She looked down the road for any signs of him, “He never does.” she muttered.

Isla was still panicked. Today she fancied herself a dress, her light purple hair pulled into pigtails as she held her books to her chest. She looked starkly different to Diana. She wore darker colors and had a strikingly hot pink highlight of hair cupping her chinlink, auburn hair. 

They had been waiting at the lake for 15 minutes now, nearly running late at this point

Diana was just ready to get this day over with. A new school was never a fun idea. Sure she hated highschool, especially Ivory High. Her home highschool was a bitch. There was always fighting and drama and she never really fit in with the popular kids.

Not that she expected to fit in here.

But Ivory High was in a town she grew up in, surrounded by people she knew. And senior year is supposed to be the year you party and do wild shit!

You can’t do wild shit with strangers!

And that was only the half of it.

She had absolutely no clue what a place named “Turmoil” had to offer. She’d already read up on this place before moving here. One Google search told her everything she needed to know.

“Look! There goes Luca!” Isla called, snapping her from her thoughts. Down the road a scrawny short haired boy, baggy shirt and shorts clad, skated up to them. 

Diana shook her head, “This bitch…”

“Hi, Luca!” Isla called, catching his attention down the road. He actually looked up, those pretty dark eyes catching the light as he looked at them. 

Diana could feel a sudden small twinge in her chest. She chewed at the inside of her bottom lip and crossed her arms.

She didn’t care how cute he looked today, they were literally running late for school because of his dumb ass.

“Guys!” he called back getting closer. He nearly tripped off his skateboard once he was close enough and decided to try and hop off. Diana, luckily caught him. 

The pressure of his hands are taut on her forearms as he stumbles his weight into her. He looks up. Maybe the universe was playing mind games with her, but she could have sworn his eyes shimmered. His lips tug into a grin.

“Hey.”

“You dumb ass!” she huffed, throwing him back.

“Good morning to you too,” he muttered as she stormed infront of him. He turned to Isla, “Did I say something wrong.”

Isla tugged her lips to the side in thought, recalculating their short conversation.

“Come on, you clowns,” Diana called over her shoulder. 

She could hear her friends scoff and chuckle as they caught up to her.

end prolgue

I gotta get some sleep

[sorryimananti-romantic]

ahahah i havent moved *yet* (prolly when skl closes) and yes im the one who wrote the thingy titled desperate remedies (ironic considering my situation here ☹)

context: like a week ago we were chatting as we have since 2022 (we've been seperated since 2017 but recently got in touch), when all of a sudden she disappears. this sometimes happens, and it generally lasts for like a day or 2 b4 shes back to normal (normal as in actually putting an effort to converse). but this past week, she's gotten so distant, and its never happened b4 ☹

i went to my brother about it like 2 days ago n he said sth like know your worth and if she doesnt want to put an effort into speaking with you, stop expecting her to. and then more stuff before ending it with "a tip for the future: dont get too attatched to people. i know its a bit too late to say this now, but keep it in mind later on in life" when i tell u that was the biggest reality check ive gotten like damnnn sir yes sir why didnt i let bro cook earlier 🗣🗣🔥🔥

so today in a lighthearted manner i confronted her abt it

"hi. you havent been thinking about me enough to send a message 🤨. not even a "hi" or "good morning pooks" or "how are you" 😞😞😞" (i didnt actually put full stops, these were all seperate messages)

and yk what she replied with?

"HEYY. wasnt active on snap lil bro🙏" fym wasnt active bro the only reason i even downloaded snap was so i could talk to her and she thinks this is a valid excuse? "wasnt active" is a valid excuse to practically ghost your BEST friend of basically 15 years? damn

i sent a bunch of messages (most definitely NOT casually bc icba to be polite after she pulled that shit) telling her abt my feelings on the matter. she hasnt seen them yet, and idk if i should delete them or wait for her to see it

help meeeeememememememe ☹☹

your bro knows whats up 🗣🗣

hmmmm best friend of 15 years but you've been separated since 2017, i think it's normal to have gaps in communication bc you can't talk to the same ppl every single day unless you really really get along (the only ppl i talk to on a regular basis are all internet friends and that prob says sth about me too lmao)

but your bro is right- it does feel like both the case of 'you're too attached' and 'no effort from that friend'. since you've already sent msgs telling her about your feelings, i think it will be clear to you now about what she wants and then you can make decision about what to do next accordingly? kjfhgjkdhg

i think if she wants to save this friendship she'll be clear about her feelings on this matter and maybe you'll both find a middle ground about how you're going to navigate in the future. good luck <3

[fictiophillia]

Heya! This is the first time I‘m making a request so I hope I‘m doing this right ^^‘

I really like your writing with Mammon and an INTP MC, and I was wondering whether or not it would be ok to ask for Mams with an INFP Mc? And maybe instead of smut there could be some comfort? I‘m just really stressed rn and he‘s my comfort character :‘)

If not it‘s totally ok and I hope you have an amazing day ^^ <3

HEKAMDIAKSBSKSBJA OFCC I'm so happy that y'all like my writing lmao rn it's 05:03 am I just woken up and I couldn't sleep, although I saw it is for comfort and I shall do it now. I couldn't choose a song, there were many good ones (when y'all realize the songs are the same mbti lol) and I'm running out of battery :') sorry if it's short btw

Mammon comforting an INFP reader

warnings : no horny time in this one 😞 only fluff fluff cuddles and fluff

gender: neutral

You two would definitely be the cutest pair in all Devildom.

It's like you share the same mind.

"What if mayonnaise came in cans??"

"That would suck because you can't microwave metal"

"Good morning to everyone except those two."

He loves how caring you are with him.

He doesn't get why you overthink all the time but he'll be there comforting and reassuring every time it happens.

You two were a match made in heaven *drums*

Han han got it? bc heaven- and he's a demon-

I'm going to shut up now-

Any physical contact such as hugs, holding hands, laying his head on your lap/chest, he loves it all<3

If you're the one for physical contact tho? that's ok too!

He'll be sending you those love-ass crackhead memes at 4am

"Mammon it's 4am"

"Ya saying I can't love ya at 4am???"

"Mammon we literally have to get up in a couple of hours"

Maybe your not the only one overthinking c:

Although he overthinks mainly because of insecurities he has gained from living with his brothers so make sure to comfort him too about that later, as he is always here to comfort you <3

Comfort time wouldn't include much moving, I think you'd stay home and in the literal meaning chilling and Netflix.

(If you're ok with contact) He'd pull you to lay your head on his shoulder, laying his head on top of yours- as much as he'd like to be the only laying on your shoulder.

(If you're not) He'd crack a joke every now and then just to see you smile.

He just loves you so much and he can't help but tell other people about it.

"Mammon it is the 29th time you've said it today, WE WOKEN UP 3 HOURS AGO-"

You can see his eyes shinning when he sees you across the room 🥺❤️

Talking about shinning-

You could be smaller, weaker, even softer than him and he'd still see you as his knight in a shining armor.

He'd also give you anything shinning he took interest in, could be a bracelet, could be a rock, it's really random lmao.

You make him think outside the box, you take out the most creative side of him.

You can see right through his charm when he's trying to get out of situations such as Lucifer's scolding.

You teach him to be more thoughtful and observant, not so be impulsive when doing things.

He takes on adventures and takes you out of your funk of overthinking.

He pushes your limits to help you grow.

He helps you to be more confident in social situations.

You're both very chaotic already and together you're just creating more chaos (in a good way!!!)

"How do I flirt with someone???"

"Throw rocks at them"

"Thanks dude."

You both spend time trying new things as you both hate repetitions.

You both hate being restrained and limited, so you're free around each other, he trust you and you trust him too.

He's your demon and you're his human<3

[hongism]

hiii i had the urge to shit on some stupid people in your dms but got over that real quick because they already had their lifetime dose of attention so more important stuff..... HUSBAND YUNHOOOOOO 📣📣📣 i read it right when i just woke up too GOD he’s so cute and soft i immediately thought of the pics he posted the other day after he woke up looking like a big fluffy teddy bear I WILL COMBUST!!¡! sending good vibes soup caly dont let them negative nancys get to you — 🌊

its this one btw everyone if u havent see this ur missing out on life https://twitter.com/ateezofficial/status/1446679725208838144?s=21

wait hold up motherFORKER i totally did not miss the fact that the same photos i sent were already on the cover pic of the story ermmm so pls ignore my blindass and HERES MORE SLEEPY YUNHO AHA

https://twitter.com/yvnhosource/status/1372286141441904644?s=21

https://twitter.com/sanmytreasure/status/1320822541150203904?s=21

https://twitter.com/yvnhosource/status/1336293710443798528?s=21

he has the cutest pink flush and the fluffiest of hair istg its the only sight i wanna see from now on 🥲 —🌊

it’s okay bestie we all have those moments i am definitely tempted to do the same quite often but thus is life 😞 omg i can’t believe you read it right after waking up what good timing :(( it’s the perfect morning fic i think heh yesyes definitely had soft yunho on the mind while writing it !!! i love sleepy yunho so so much so thank you for the good soup bestie i appreciate it 😌💗💖💖💞💗💞

[karlnapsity]

PERIOD CRAMPS ▪ TOM HOLLAND X READER

summary: you're on your period, and your boyfriend, tom takes care of you.

Warnings: just fluff..and Tom being a cutie....also very short imagine.

a-n: I'm writing this imagine because of the fact that i just recently had my period and It obviously sucked 😞.

▪▪▪

i lay in a fetal position underneath the covers of mine and tom's queen-sized bed groaning, as the cramps in my abdomen continued to annoy me.

as you may of already guessed, mother nature decided to pay me a visit, while my boyfriend, tom holland is currently on the set of spiderman: far from home filming.

all i want is for him to be home with me in the apartment to give me cuddles and maybe even get me some chocolate. but clearly that won't be happening for a while as he has to work.

I sighed sadly, before reajusting my position on the bed to be more comfortable as I flicked through the channels of the television in front of me.

the heat pack i had placed on me earlier that morning, had fallen off and landed beside me onto the warm cotton covers.

I groaned inaudibly, as I then turned over onto my side before I then manouvered my hand towards the beside table to grab my phone.

once I grabbed it, I pressed my finger onto the home button. the bright light of the screen slightly blinding me as it then turned it self on.

i then smiled, once my eyes landed on my lock screen photo. it was photo of me and tom at disneyland. his arms were wrapped firmly around my waist as I had one of my arms around his neck. i was also wearing minnie mouse ears while he had mickey ones.

that was also the day where I literally spilt strawberry ice cream all over my disney shirt. in fact it was right after taking that photo that it happened.

i smiled once more, before pressing onto the messaging app, then into both mine and my boyfriend, tom's messages we shared together.

you: hey babe 😘

tom: hey,

you feeling any better?

💗

you: yeah, my cramps

are still killing me 💀

tom: that sucks.

anyway, i just

finished up with filming

for the day and am about

to head home.

want me to get you anything?

🤔

you: alright, get home fast

please. I just want to

cuddle with you 😥

oh and get me

some chocolate

too thanks.

tom: white or regular

chocolate? 🍫

you: white please.

tom: ok im heading off now.

love you y/n x 😘💗

you: love you too. 💗

I clicked out of the messages before placing my phone back onto the beside table closest to me. the cramps in my abdomen still not having subsided yet.

I just hoped tom got here soon, cause I don't know how much longer I can last with this unbearable period pain.

just as I sat up in bed, and flicked on the television to 'stranger things' I heard the sound of footsteps coming up the staircase and towards our bedroom. I could easily recognise those footsteps as tom's.

he then entered the bedroom and as soon as he spotted me. he then rushed right over towards where I was currently situated atop of our bed. a shopping bag held in his grasp as well.

"y/n, you still feeling good?" he asked, worryingly. setting the bag of chocolates upon one of the bedside tables. I just nodded, only wanting for him to come near me so we could cuddle and watch stranger things. as well as eating chocolate.

tom then lowered himself down onto the bed, propping himself up in front of the pillows in the process. before I then shifted my spot on the bed to right next to him. where my head lay atop his chest, so I could hear his heartbeat and I snuggled closer into him.

he then moved his arms around me and rested his own head onto the headboard of our bed. as both each of our eyes drifted across the tv screen.

"I love you, y/n." the native of southwest london told me quietly.

"I love you too, tom." I managed to say, my mind now fully off of the pain in my lower region, as our eyes stayed on the images playing out on the tv screen.

it's moments like these i love. when it's just me and tom laying together, legs intertwined, cuddling and watching television together.

how did I get so lucky to end up with someone like him?

▪▪▪

[aleksa-sims]

My RL Sims-Story (18+)

CW: addiction, drugs

This morning Philip called me and told me, he has been home for a few days. He will stay here for the next 4 weeks. He has come to see his baby. Slowly he began to accept, that he has a little daughter now, he has to take care of. Philip seemed to me ok and relaxed about all this, but....he wasn’t! He was overwhelmed! Just with everything! And he did something, he didn’t want to! It was about Isabella 😒 .....I wish I’d stayed with him, but... I couldn’t!! I just wasn’t able to deal with P.’s problems and his baby!! I mean, look at me! I was a drug-addicted disaster!!  I was high! I could hardly stand on my feet that day.  Before I went to P., I saw that guy Mike. My new dealer.

I met him alone somewhere in a park in the dark. I bought the usual stuff, but Mike gave me something else, something new! He wanted me to try, but I wanted to show it to Daniel first. Speaking of D.! He didn’t know about all this! He started working again. His summer vacation was over and when he went to work, Philip called me. That’s why I couldn’t tell Daniel, but...I will! 😟 Actually, I shouldn’t have gone to Philip! I know! 🤦‍♀️ But Isabella that beast! 😠 Of course, she told Philip that I have a new boyfriend. But honestly? I knew Isabella would tell him. Still, Philip wanted some answers from me, which I owed him, I think. 😔

When I stood in front of P.’s door, I wanted to turn back for a short moment.😢

But before I could change my mind, Philip opened the door and hugged me as soon as he saw me.

He asked me if everything was okay with me? I had to take a deep breath before I could answer him. Normally, I would make jokes about Philip’s hair, because he told me on the phone, that he got his hair cut, but somehow that hairstylist screwed it up a bit. I just told him I was dizzy and had to drink water, so we went to the kitchen.

Philip quickly realized what was going on! I was high and not really thirsty, which is why he got a little.... crabby, but not only because of that! He wanted to know, who my new.......lover 🤨 was. 

Me: Don’t look at me like that! 😳 I know what you’re thinking! I can hear your thoughts.

Philip: Then you know we need to talk! Seeing you like.... THIS, depresses me!! 😠

Me: I'm so strung out! Idk what to say? 😞

Philip: Who is he? 😠 After such a short time! How could you? 🤦‍♂️ 😔

Me: You broke up with me! Just like Nico! I was hardly over him and only a short time after that, you hurt me too! You, like, totally blew me off. You said I was your biggest mistake! 😞

Philip: I never said this to YOU! I meant Nico, you & me!

Me: You were so mad and pissed, that you don’t know what you said to me! But I didn’t get it out of my mind! And I was done with you, P.! 🤷‍♀️....But then, one day, you suddenly came back to me, as if nothing had happend and wanted me to forgive you! And I forgave you! But I couldn’t tell you that.....I was already starting to date someone new. Someone, who has become very important to me in the meantime and without him, I would be much worse off now!... When Isabella told me it was your baby, I just didn’t want to wait for you to come back to me and hope you won’t forget me. But he-,..he was there! By my side, all the time.

Philip: But you promised me as soon as I’m done with my semester abroad, we’ll be together! I mean-, yea, I knew you were going to see someone else, we didn’t want to talk about this topic! But we made a promise! Can you keep this, A.? 😠

Me: I-..I don’t know what the future will bring? I don’t know what will be in 8 months. But I will always be there, if you need me! I promised you that and I will keep it. 😟

Philip: And what if that smack kills you? 😠 🤷‍♂️ What should I do then? You think this will help me? Knowing that I just looked away? Because it seems to me, that’s what you and your new lover do together, right? You expect me to watch you destroy yourself.

Me: Don’t say that! 😢 ...  I swear, I will quit drugs! I just... need a little more time! 😟

Philip: It’s Dominick!😠 That fucker! He gets you that shit, that’s why your parents went crazy.

Me: Dominick? 🤨 Ew, NO!! 🤢 ...Ugh, P.! It’s-..... Daniel! 😬... I know, I know! But, please P.! Believe me! He is not bad! I know he was acting like a jerk when we first ran into him,, but even then, you started threatening him and not the other way around.

Philip: Damn, A.! 🤦‍♂️ Daniel? 😠 I still know how he wanted to lure you with his damn drugs. He's just using you! I could read it all over his face. How he looked at you! 😠 As if you were exactly what he was looking for. I just knew it! That’s why I freaked out when he texted you. I was right about him!!.... I’m gonna kill him! 😠 😠

Me: 🤨... I see, telling you about him, was probably not such a good idea?......That’s why I didn’t tell you!! And Daniel doesn’t give me drugs, hell! 😠 😠 I wanted all this, Philip! Not him! He doesn’t have to give me drugs to sleep with me. I, wanted to sleep with him! I just wanted to forget what was with YOU! 😒 

Philip: Fuck, A.! Don’t you love me anymore? 🙁 🤷‍♂️

Me: Would I be here, if I didn’t love you? 😟

Philip: Then leave him and stay here! With me! As it should be! I know, I have to leave soon again, but we’ll find a solution, or I’ll just stay here with you.

Me: We’ve already discussed this, Philip! So many times! 😩 It just doesn’t work! Besides, you promised Isabella something! And I can’t leave Daniel! 

Philip: 🤦‍♂️... Let’s-... let’s talk about your dad. Why the hell did he kick you out?

Me: You know why! 😭

Philip: Shit!... Come here. No matter what happens, you can always come to me. I’ll give you the key to my apartment.

Me: No, please don’t! 😨 I don’t trust myself!.... Without you, I don’t want to stay here........ I just can’t! 🤦‍♀️ Can we please stop talking for a while😢

Philip: Come on, let’s move to the couch.😟

Philip & his Baby....

After we both calmed down a bit, Philip told me how it was when he met his baby. He was extremely nervous, but when he had his little girl in his arms, he could finally feel it and also believe, that she is his. He could not describe or explain it exactly......He just remembered his dad’s words, which he said to him a few hours before that... P. 's Dad asked him, if he could raise a baby all by himself or would he like to do this with Isabella? After all, the little one has everything she needs and grows up with rich people. So if he doesn’t want all this, he should just.... let it be and let fate decide what will happen. But Philip didn’t want to be like his dad! 💙... He abandoned him for years, for the same reason!! His dad was only 21 at the time, just like Philip was when he had a baby. 

The next day, with the help of his mom, Philip made room for his little one, here, in his apartment and also bought her a bed. Later Isabella came with their little one and Philip learned some important things about babies. His mom showed him how to wrap her, how to prepare her bottle and what else to take care of. Isabella was not really interested in all this. She knew already how it worked, so she just took selfies of herself, Philip & the baby. And of course she also posted her pics and even sent me a pic. Idk why she did this??🤦‍♀️ However, Philip’s baby spent some days with him and as I mentioned at the beginning, he seemed relaxed and....happy to me 😕 🤷‍♀️, but the truth was completely different.  He was totally overwhelmed.

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