Milk

Hi! My name is MilkTea067 and I’m 18 and i write for all of the following fandoms! Bnha/Jujustu Kaisen/haikyuu/demon slayer/criminal minds/ arcane/fnaf stuff! Requests are open!

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Moondrop x reader with anxiety part 2!!

Hello everyone, MilkTea here! This was written two years ago, and I’m just now getting around to posting it. This is supposed to a sequel to “Moondrop x reader with anxiety” that I wrote about two to three years ago. Anyone who is still following me and has been since the beginning might know what I’m talking about. ;)

It’s been a crazy couple years, lots has happened and I’ve grown and changed in many ways. I love writing and I love all of you, and I’ve decided that I want to come back and start doing what I loved again, and hopefully make you guys smile in the process. Whether it’s due to nostalgia after reading about this character for the first time in years, or genuine enjoyment, I want you to know that every smile makes me happy.

Thank you for reading my fiction over the years, and enjoy this little time capsule. <3

Warnings:Mentions of lip biting and scarring from anxiety/Mentions of fear and chasing/mentions of crying and overthinking/serious injury (not to reader) but lots of comfort! Let me know if I missed anything!

Not proofread very well 💀

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After a few hours of blissful sleep, you were awoken to the sound of shuffling.

You found it hard to remember where you were for the first few seconds, eyes stuck together from your sleep and still hazy with fatigue. Sucking in a deep breath, your eyes slowly began to scan the area, searching for whoever was moving about.

“Hey..hey kid.” The robot said, his finger reaching out and awkwardly poking your shoulder. “Wake up. We need to go right now. It’s not safe anymore, we can’t wait until morning.”

Moon was currently crouching next to you, his hand on your back gently helping you sit up while the other one frantically waved in front of your eyes in an attempt to keep you lucid. You could tell by his nervous body language and frantic waving something serious had happened, and you didn’t like it one bit.

“Hmm..? Wha…what happened..? I’m sleepy..” you muttered, rubbing your face as you slowly stood up, legs wobbly and weak.

“The others are looking for you. Apparently you caught their attention when you were wandering in rockstar row, they aren’t happy.” Moon said, slowly leaning down and picking you up carefully.

It took you a bit of time to process what he was saying, your head still full of static and fuzz as you wrapped your arms around his neck, your cheek pressed against his sleeves. “Is (parent) here..? Can I go now..?“ You yawned, sleepy tears filling your eyes as you clutched onto him.

“No no, its okay, just go back to sleep…” he muttered, deciding it would be easier to get you out safely if you were sleeping and not scared or upset, wanting to make sure he got you out of the building as stress free as possible.

He still cared about your feelings despite the situation, and that scared him. What if something happened to you? What if he wasn’t strong or smart enough to stop the others from hurting you? He couldn’t stand the thought of you ending up injured or worse because he was incapable of taking care of you.

He’s spent months unintentionally scaring children, making him feel like failure. He was created to make children feel safe, and if he screwed it up with you he knew it would prove that he wasn’t capable of doing anything right. Just like they said.

That’s why when you finally woke out of your haze and began to panic, he knew he couldn’t let anything happen to you. Wandering out of the daycare, he was careful not to make a sound while he gently stroked your back, trying his best to comfort you.

“It’s okay, just relax..I’m going to get you out of here I promise..” he whispered, trying his best to combat the horrible anxiety crawling up your spine. You immediately began to overthink, your lips stinging as you chewed on them, biting at little pieces of skin as he walked.

It was something you had always done, your lips now scarred from years of biting and chewing on them to help relieve your anxiety. Your legs and arms also looked similar to your lips, picking and scratching at every scab when you were forced to socialized.

Taking a deep breath, you tried your best to calm down, not wanting to make the situation worse. Moondrop’s presence was helping, but the seriousness of the situation was beginning to eat at you. Would your parents be upset? What if they were worried about you? What if they weren’t worried at all? We’re they relieved to have gotten rid of you? What if-

Your anxiety riddled thoughts were immediately put on hold as a loud bang echoed across the entire building, your eyes darting up to see a big green animatronic alligator staring directly at you. He had just sprinted through a wall, the dust covering his body enough to tell you he had turned that wall into a pile of rubble just by forcing himself through it.

You felt as if the breath had evaporated from your lungs, your heart literally skipping with fear as Moon snapped his head in Monty’s direction.

“There you are.” He said, his claws squeezing around a pipe sticking out from the wall he had just destroyed, steam immediately shooting out from it.

“Shit..” Moon muttered, his grip on you tightening as he turned around, hiding you from Monty’s terrifying stare.

You could feel his fear as he held you close to his chest, his red eyes locked on the alligators form. “Kid..listen to me..you need to go- don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. Find the exit, get out of here.” he whispered, the ground shaking as Monty began sprinting in your direction, your heart shaking in your chest with every step and as you were about to reply, you were suddenly tossed onto the carpet.

“GO!“ he yelled as you slid across the carpet, your skin now covered in red and pink carpet burn as you looked up just in time to see Monty and Moon begin to fight, the sound of metal clashing and crunching hurting your ears as Monty shoved Moon to the ground, his jaws inches away from Moons face as he tried his best to push the alligator off. “Run! Go!!”

Finally tearing your eyes away from the horrible scene, you began sprinting in the opposite direction. You could still hear the horrible sounds of metal scraping against metal, being ripped apart during the fight. You tried your hardest not to think about what that meant, tears filling your eyes as you hoped you would see Moon again soon.

In one piece.

Taglist!: @femalemarvelself @boxofbadsenses

[milktea067]

So I’ve been going over some of the new spoilers for the game play…👀 anyone know what I’m thinking??

[milktea067]

Hey y’all! I have been GONNNEEEE sorry about that!! I’ve had a lot of mental issues and I’m just coming out of it now, I’m so incredibly grateful for all your support throughout this time. I literally do not deserve you all. 😭💖 please send me some things you’d like to see from me!! Give me ideas! Im open to many different fandoms, not just fnaf and security breach however I will still be writing for those! Im just letting you know that if you have any other requests for different fandoms you are MORE than welcome to submit and ask!! I’ll be working on things in my drafts as well as submissions I haven’t gotten to yet! However don’t let that discourage from sending me more!! :D

[milktea067]

Self love time! This fic is inspired by “I LOVE MY BODY” by Mother moon!

Hey y’all! Been a while! Have this as payment for my absence! I have whole bunch of unfinished projects in my drafts, so I have been writing I just haven’t finished them!

Sunny x gender neutral reader! Platonic!

Warnings:Mentions of low self esteem and needing validation/Mentions of emotionally unavailable or unstable parents/Mentions of not feeling good enough/some tears but not too many!

Not proofread very well 💀

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You had just arrived at the daycare, the sound of other children laughing and playing filling your ears as your caretaker dropped you off with a smile, promising to be back later and encouraging you to have fun.

Gosh you were excited. You loved coming here day after day, almost looking forward to your guardian(s) having to work early or late if it meant you got to spend time with your favorite friend in the world.

Weaving through the crowd of excited children you finally saw him, Sunny. Dressed head to toe in a silly jester costume, bells hanging off of his wrists and ankles, making him jingle with every step or movement. He was currently entertaining them by balancing a plastic ball on his face, his voice playful as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

“Hey kids! This is a lot of fun, but you know what else is fun? Singing! I love singing, you can sing about anything!” He exclaimed, hopping up in excitement and causing the plastic ball to fly in the air, coming down and hitting his head with a soft thud.

Of course this made the lot of you giggle, hushed murmurs soon falling onto the crowd as he began to speak again.

“Today we’re going to be singing about my favorite thing ever! Can anyone guess what it is?” He said, his whole body literally trembling in excitement, amusing you greatly as his robotic parts hummed, trying to keep up with him.

“Oh! Oh!! I know! It’s pancakes! I like pancakes!”

“Is it colors?! Mr.Sunny likes to color with my crayons!”

“I like kitty cats! Can we sing about kitty cats?!” They exclaimed.

The kids all seemed to have similar answers, some assuming he was talking about their favorite things such as their doggies or their kitties, others seeming to love the idea of him singing about candy and ice cream and other sweet treats.

None of them seemed to be correct, though.

“Those are all really good answers! Maybe we can sing about those things after! Though, I-I’m really surprised no one has guessed it yet!” The robot said, standing proudly with his hands on his hips while you and the other little ones looked at each other. Equally confused.

Seeing the confused faces and hearing the hushed whispers, Sunny let out a soft laugh, crouching down so he was level with all of you.

“I’m talking about you silly! My favorite thing in the entire world is you!!” He said, his robotic eyes seeming to soften as he gazed at all of you lovingly, his hands gently resting on his knees as you and the other children began to giggle.

You of course couldn’t help but smile, it felt good to know that there was someone that cared for you, and would love you unconditionally. You didn’t get much of that at home nowadays, your parent(s) or guardian always working, or just emotionally unavailable, always pushing you aside or brushing you off whenever you wanted to play or cuddle.

“Now, I’ve set up squares for all of you to stand on! It’s very very important to stand on your squares and your squares only! We wouldn’t want to accidentally hit someone while we’re letting the wiggle worms out would we?” Said sunny, standing up and gesturing to the neatly placed and equally spaced rubber squares he had set on the floor before hand.

After looking around you eventually found a square to stand on, smiling up at him as he reached around one of the slides and grabbed what seemed to be a ukulele.

“It’s okay If you don’t want to sing! You don’t have to dance or move ether if you don’t want too, I know sometimes being playful around new people can be scary, so you can take your time! We don’t mind, do we kids?” The robot said, receiving a collective “No Mr.Sunny!” From all of you.

“Alright! Here we go!” He said, his metal fingers moving along the strings, coaxing out a happy little tune.

You and the other kids happily watched and listened to your daycare attendant play the first couple seconds of the song, the same melody repeating a couple times before he began to sing.

“I love my body from my head to my toes, I love my face— my eyes my mouth my nose!”

“I love the way I look when I look in the mirror, I stand a little closer just to see a little clearer”

“Who is that..? It’s me!”

He sang, the kids around you laughing as they tried their best to sing with him, able to predict some of his words and happily shout along. He laughed with you all, his mechanical head gently tilting side to side as he sang and played, his whole body gently swaying with the music and his favorite munchkin’s voices.

“And I am looking good as good can be..”

“So, what do I say?”

“I tell myself I love me everyday!”

It was…strange hearing those words, especially when it was about you. You had always thought, for some reason or another, that you were not good enough. That maybe, if you were different, your caretakers or friends would love you better.

Tears began to fill your eyes, sadness and joy swirling in your chest as you let them fall. Your little mind didn’t understand why you were feeling like this, the only thing you knew was that you didn’t want him to stop. You wanted to hear those words forever.

Circling back to the previous line, Sunny noticed you had stopped swaying. It didn’t take him too long to see the small tears falling down your face as you listened to the sound of his ukulele, and the kids voices singing in uncoordinated “unison”.

Slowly, sunny crouched down in front of your square, softening his strumming just a little bit to make the kids quiet down, and slowly ease the energy in the room so he could do his best to connect with you on a more personal level.

“So what do I say..?”

He sang, his voice trailing off as he waited for you to answer. Slowly, through your tears, your voice broke through.

“..I tell myself I love me everyday..”

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I hope you enjoyed this one! Once again, sorry for being gone for so long!

Tags!: @boxofbadsenses @starryshipz @femalemarvelself @anima-chara @mossygremlinchild

[milktea067]

MOONDROP PART 2 IN MY DRAFTS RN!! WORKING ON FINSIHING IT! STAY TUNED! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

[milktea067]

So…anyone interested in me writing stranger things fics? Asking for a friend…👀

[milktea067]

I am so so sorry to everyone who was waiting for the moon-drop fic I had a dentist appointment (filling cavities) and because I have such a bad panic/anxiety disorder the entire month before the appointment I didn’t have motivation to do anything. I didn’t read or write or draw, just laid in bed worrying. Anyway, I got the filling done with and I’m back into the swing of things! Again, I’m so so sorry for keeping you waiting, I truly do not deserve your support but I’m incredibly glad I have it. —Tea out!!! 🍵🍵🍵🍵

[milktea067]

Hey guys! A little update for you. My wifi has been out for a couple days on and off. It shut down completely yesterday and we just got it fixed. Sorry to keep you waiting! Moondrop part 2 coming out soon!!

[milktea067]

Hey y’all! Sorry I haven’t been active, life is chaos! I’m in therapy now so I have a bit more motivation! Someone asked for a part 2 of my first moondrop fanfic that blew up, so I’m gonna be releasing that this week/early next week! Let me know what you would like to see! Repost this if possible, my reach isn’t as good as it used to be and id like as much feedback as possible!—Tea out! ❤️❤️❤️

[milktea067]

I saw you wanted more Moondrop requests, so I came up with one! Maybe Moondrop feeling down because he scared a child on accident, and the reader has to cheer him up? Love your works!! Keep it up! <3

Of course! These are requests from like last year that I’m just now getting to/finding, and I’ve been pretty unmotivated lately so I’ll do my best to get them all done! So sorry it took me so long to reach you!

Moondrop x gn! Reader! Platonic!

Not proofread very well 💀☝🏻

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There he was again, in the corner looking miserable.

It had started as a pretty normal day. Customers coming in and out, dropping the little ones off at the daycare like always. Your parents included.

At this time in the story, moondrop had already become…well..a “problem.”

Countless complaints had began to pile up and he was facing being completely disassembled if it continued. This already had moon on edge and it was only making him more and more agitated. Which resulted in more scared children and less visitors.

You being a child yourself, did get startled by him now and then, but you knew he wasn’t a villain like the rest of them believed he was. He loved them. Every single one of them.

The only problem was…despite caring for them deeply, he didn’t know how to be patient.

The lights were out and all the children had chosen a spot on the floor to nap on, including you. Most of them already sleeping if not incredibly close to it.

Moon was walking around the room. Weaving through the children at this time, looking down and ensuring that they were indeed getting the rest they needed, when disaster struck.

He didn’t mean to scare her, all he wanted was to hold her that was all. Despite his innocent intentions the little girl let out a loud scream, kicking and thrashing to get out of his arms as if the metal they were made out of burnt her delicate skin.

“No! Sunny! I want M-Mr.Sunny! Go away! Go away!!” She cried, tears rushing down her cheeks as the others, now awake due to the commotion, rushed to her side and quickly scattered to get away from the robot she perceived as a threat.

Everyone but you.

Despite it being dark, you could still see the growing sadness in the robots glowing red eyes. It made your heart hurt in a way you had never felt before. You didn’t like it when the people you loved felt down, it made you feel down too and you never wanted a friend to feel sad on their own.

You sat still on the soft floor, watching it all go down while your PJ’s laid lose against your skin, providing warmth along with the blanket you currently had draped over your little shoulders.

“Why is everyone running away from him?”

“Why is Sarah crying?”

“All he did was give her a hug…What’s wrong with hugs?”

“All of this doesn’t make sense” you thought as you watched your fellow playmates make a B-line for the door, pulling it open with the strength they could muster and hurrying to escape the ‘threat’.

Soon your attention was brought back to your robotic friend as you heard him stand up from his previous sitting position and slowly make his way towards the ball-pit. Crossing over the sea of plastic balls until he eventually disappeared behind the curtain on the other side.

The room was now completely empty, not another child except you in sight as you sat there completely dumbfounded. You were understandably confused as to what just happened, your tired mind still trying to catch up as you wobbled to your feet and began walking in the direction moon had just went.

It was dark, you were confused, and you needed somebody.

Eventually managing to climb out of the ball-pit, you made it to the other side. Crawling across the squishy, padded floor until you got back on your feet, (favorite color) blanket dragging behind you.

This brings us back to the present. Moondrop in the corner, looking miserable and disheveled meanwhile you stood just behind him with crazy bed head hair and tired eyes.

It took you a while to muster up the courage to speak, but when you did, it seemed to surprise him.

“Mr.Moon…? Why did everyone go away..?”

Hearing your tiny voice come out of no where made him jump. He didn’t even know you were there, let alone any child had stayed behind after the rest of them made a run for it.

What were you still doing here? Why didn’t you run away with the others? Aren’t you scared of him? He wouldn’t know until he said something.

“I don’t know.” He said, turning back to face the corner and crossing his arms over his chest, resting his forehead against the fabric of his pants as he placed his head on his knees.

“Why don’t you run along with the others..? You’ll be safer away from me anyway…” Whispered moon, sadness evident in his voice as he twirled a loose thread between the tips of his metal fingers. “Just go away.”

“But I don’t wanna go away…” you whispered, eyes downcast and meeting the floor, hands nervously fiddling with the fabric of your blanket.

“Well why not?” He said through gritted teeth, feeling the anger rise in his chest again as the whole situation boiled over in his mind once more. “Nobody likes me anyway…” he whispered, not having meant for you to hear it, but you did anyway.

You flinched. “But..”you whimpered, trying not to cry at his harsh tone, reminding yourself that he was sad and sometimes sad people say the wrong thing.

“..I like you..”

…what?

Those three little words sent him spiraling as soon as his robotic brain processed them. You..liked him..? You weren’t…terrified of him like the others?

He didn’t know what to say to you. What could he say? You had followed him here to ask him something and he was rude to you….The only one who decided to stay when the rest of them ran.

“You what..?” He said, slowly unfolding from himself and turning to face you as you stood a couple feet away, fighting back tears as you held yourself.

“..i-I like you..” you repeated, sniffling quietly as tears began to stream down your cheeks, immediately rushing over and latching onto his torso for comfort as you buried your face in his chest.

You always heard hugs make you feel better when you’re sad, and by the looks of it you both needed one right about now.

As you cuddled in close, moon didn’t know what to do with himself. Never in the many years he had worked here had he ever encountered a child like you.

There has never been a child that truly loved and cared for him like you did, your feelings being made clear by how close you were to him as his mind rambled on.

In all honesty, he had been watching you for a while now. Ever since you began coming to the daycare he had payed attention to you.

You never fought with the other children, you always seemed to want and play by yourself. Never once did you complain about nap time or shake and cry in fear like the others did.

In fact..you didn’t seem to mind his presence at all.

He was soon pulled out of his mindless worrying as you scooted in closer, curling up against his chest and covering yourself in your blanket, being kind and considerate enough to attempt to share your blanket with him despite his inability to be affected by the cold.

Slowly he began to wrap his arms around you, being extra slow and careful with you incase he scared you like he did the others…or if you were just a dream…something he made up in his sad, lonely imagination.

All his doubt immediately washed away once he felt the warmth of your skin against the chill of his, your weight comforting him in a way nothing ever had before.

He couldn’t believe it...He was holding a child..a child he loved and cared about, and you weren’t running away from him, or freezing up in fear.

For the first time ever….someone was willingly being held by the tall ‘monster’.

You two sat in comfortable silence for what seemed like hours before your eyes began to droop, sleep settling into your senses as well as the comfort of being close to him as he gently ran his hand up and down your back.

“Yeah…I like you too…”

Taglist!: @starryshipz @caigas-bullshit @femalemarvelself @boxofbadsenses @anima-chara

[milktea067]

Soo...Hi!Back again here:)

Uhm..I don't know if you're taking requests(forgot how to write this,brazilian problems)but if you do,i would like another one:))

Well,if you do actually,can you make a fic with sun and moon,an romantic one this time,based in they doind a secret birthday party for Y/N,bc Y/N didn't have the best day ever in her birthday (also,my birthday is very soon,i'm so happy!!)

Thank you so much if you can do it<33

(and sorry the errors)

No problem! I would love to! Happy early birthday!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂

Readers birthday!!

This one will be romantic, but of course I won’t do anything explicit. It will be gender neutral!

Warnings:Crying, hurtful thoughts, bad day at work, KARENS let me know if I missed anything!

Moon & sun x reader! Romantic! Gender neutral!

Not proofread very well 💀🤝

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“They couldn’t let me take just one day off…?”

You groaned, dragging your feet along the tile flooring. You had been working ALL DAY. Unfortunately for you, a lot of your coworkers were out sick and your boss was a monster, forcing you to take up their spots despite knowing today was a special day.

The special day in question was your birthday, something you both looked forward too and loathed at the same time. You weren’t one for gigantic parties, nor were you fond of all the attention you got. Well..maybe sometimes you enjoyed feeling special.

You woke up feeling strangely excited this morning, getting ready and rushing to work with a smile…only for it to be quickly ripped away by yelling, impatient visitors and an awful boss.

You wanted today to be at least a little special, planning on grabbing a cupcake from the kitchen and heading up to spend some time with your partners. That all seemed like a distant dream as of right now though as you stood with an awkward smile, trying not to cry as you were yelled at by an angry mother and her spoiled kid.

As soon as she was done with her rant, she huffed and stormed away with her child leaving you standing there with a sigh as you heard the overhead speakers announce it was closing time. Finally, the day was over.

That was when it hit you. The day was over. It was late at night, nothing was open. You had wasted the whole day working and being told off that you had forgotten about going out to celebrate. What could you do now? Everything was closed, and you were pretty sure the boss wanted you to be on night guard duty as well.

Tears filled your eyes, bringing that unpleasant sting to them and warping your vision.

“How pathetic are you? Crying like a baby. Your an adult now, birthdays aren’t meant to be special, how selfish can you be.” You thought, vigorously wiping your tears and blinking the rest away.

Was it to bad to ask for one day for yourself? You could spend it alone, you didn’t have to make it anyone else’s problem.

Climbing up the stairs you sighed, trying to calm your breathing before you entered the daycare. You didn’t want them to see you like this, feeling slightly embarrassed about your current state. Of course you knew they would never judge you, but you just didn’t want them to worry.

Taking a few deep breaths, you slowly opened the door and stepped inside, noting the lights were still on so that probably meant sunny was the one currently out and about.

“Sunny…? Are you there?” You called, walking into the room and closing the door behind you. As you walked along the carpeted floor, you began to notice a couple things. There was steamers and confetti absolutely everywhere, long colorful decorations on the walls.

You thought that maybe it was just a new look for the daycare, sunny did say he loved to rearrange and decorate once in a while. So it made sense until you walked into the main clearing where all the slides were, looking up and to the right to see sunny hanging from the little balcony of his castle as he attempted to hang up another banner.

This one wasn’t like the others, it was off white and clearly painted in Sunny’s adorable handwriting was “HAPPY BIRTHDAY [READER] I LUV YOU :D” on it.

Your heart completely melted as you noticed how much he struggled to get it just right, revealing all the little handprints on it explaining why every child walked out of the building with painted hands, also explaining why they all giggled when they passed you.

Soon enough he noticed you standing there and immediately lit up. “O-oh! Hi [Reader]! Y-you weren’t supposed to see this yet! I’ve been- AH-!“ he said, letting out a squeal as he accidentally slipped and fell right into the ball-pit.

You snorted as you watched him scramble out of the sea of plastic balls and make his way onto the floor next to it, taking a second to reorient himself before he immediately stood up and practically sprinted to you.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU!!!” he shouted, bouncing back and forth on his feet excitedly before he threw his arms around you.

“It was really hard trying to keep myself from telling you everything! I-I was so excited I wanted you to come see the party from the moment we started planning it a week ago!” He said, squeezing you tightly but also making sure to be gentle with you, letting you watch on as he literally vibrated with excitement.

Once again you felt yourself being brought to tears, but this time it was for a completely different reason. Him and moon had spent a week of their time planning something for you? That felt incredibly amazing and heartwarming to know. They didn’t have to, but they did…that meant the world to you.

“Ah…[Reader]..? Whats…o-oh no! Don’t cry! I’m sorry! I didn’t hurt you did I?!” He said, pulling away and instead gently holding you by your shoulders as he looked into your eyes, noting the small sea that was forming in them.

“N-no no! It’s not that!” You said, laughing as you felt wet lines travel down your face. “I-it’s just.. I’ve never felt so happy before..” you smiled, taking a moment to wipe your face, still letting out small laughs while doing so.

“S-so…you like it…?” Sunny whispered, head facing the ground as he nervously fiddled with his fingers. You could tell he was nervous, hoping he didn’t upset you.

“I love it…” you beamed, smiling up at him as you used your hand to lift his face, letting his eyes meet yours. “Thank you…both of you…really…this is amazing…” you said, stepping forward and hugging him close.

He immediately hugged you back, gently pressing his forehead against yours, a loving and affectionate gesture. “I-I’m glad…o-oh! I forgot! We made you a cake! But moon said he wanted to give it to you so…j-just give me a minute!”

Watching as he quickly rushed off towards the lights, you couldn’t help the smile that made its way onto your face. You loved them both so much, and it was clear they loved you in return.

Soon everything went dark, the room only illuminated by the computer screens at the front desk and something flickering just beyond your line of sight. A couple bells alerted you that the sun had gone down and the moon was rising, or at least that’s how you liked to think of it.

“Hey…you.” He said, voice sounding rough and scratchy, but you didn’t mind. The first time you met him, he had scared you, chasing you all around the daycare as you ran for your life. This time, you willingly walked over to him…no longer afraid.

“I heard it was your birthday…or whatever…so I had that idiot help me make a cake. It’s not the best but it’ll work, at least it’s edible I guess..”

You couldn’t help but smile at how shy he was. You would think that he would be scary and controlling, but he was actually the opposite. He was kind in his own way, and he was always supportive of whatever you did.

“Thank you moon…you really didn’t have to do all this, but I really appreciate it…” you said, smiling sweetly at him.

“Don’t say that. I wanted to do it. You’re so special to me…to him.. We both love you…even if I don’t say it much..” he said, looking away as he stepped towards you with a cake in his hands, sparklers on it sending sparks everywhere.

The cake was relatively big with white and blue frosting, some poorly but adorably made fondant figures of you, moon, and sun standing next to the sparklers while a couple words were written out in red gel.

You could no longer hold in the quiet, happy sob hiding behind your lips as fresh tears of joy slid down your face, reading those seven words that were so carefully drawn onto the white frosting.

“Happy birthday my love! We love you!”

Taglist!: @starryshipz @femalemarvelself @boxofbadsenses @caigas-bullshit

[milktea067]

Okay so like I’ve had this question for a while now

You know when you crop a picture…and the other parts you cropped go away? Wtf happens to those parts

Is there like a trash bin they go in like the ones in elementary school for the scrap papers you had after arts and crafts? Or do they just…disappear

[milktea067]

I’m so touch starved I’m sobbing right now because all I want is someone to hold me and I don’t got anybody

But I get so physically and emotionally repulsed when someone tries to hug me if I didn’t initiate it first so I don’t know if I want touch or absolutely hate it someone tell me what’s happening 🧍🏼

[milktea067]

So I know my account has basically only been FNAF security breach, and that’s amazing I love writing that, but I also have a list of the other fandoms I write for! Lately I’ve been yoinked back into the haikyuu fandom so I was wondering if anyone would be interested in that?

[milktea067]

Heya !! I'm new here and I simply loved your fics!! It's very good! I like it :)

My favorite fics are those of Sundrop or/and Moondrop.

Soooo, May I please be on the tag list of Sundrop and Moondrop? If not, that is okay! Have a beautiful day/night and keep up the good work!♡♡♡♡

Of course! :))

[milktea067]

Hey, have you ever thought about doing something about "The Walten Files?"

cause like..i would like to do an request about it-----

I haven’t actually watched that yet! But I’ll get started on it! Thank you for sending in the request! All of your interactions with my account help me lots! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[milktea067]

a) formal notice that I absolutely adore your work, 10/10 chef’s kiss 👌

b) I don’t know if you’ve already done something like this or not but imagine a reader that’s just kind of small and everyone constantly mistakes them for a sassy lost child every time they come in to work at the pizzaplex

Of course!

Baby face reader (Gender neutral!) x chica but implied others! (Platonic :) )

Warnings:none! Maybe a bit of frustration but that’s it!

Not proofread very well 💀

(Reader when they’re constantly asked if their parents abandoned them by a random Karen, that can see reader MOPPING THE FLOOR. ⬇️)

Hey I know I haven’t posted in a while- this has been in my drafts- I’m gonna see about finishing up a few more requests today and answering some questions!

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“Are you lost?”

“Awe, sweetheart, don’t be scared! I’m here to help you find your mom!”

“Don’t be silly dear! Kids can’t work here!”

That’s all you heard. Each and every day you came in to work your shift at the megaplex. For some reason, everyone just automatically assumed you were a child. No matter how hard you attempted to look mature, act mature, BE mature, none of it worked. It just seemed like the universe was out to get you.

Some days it was tolerable, a few confused visitors here and there, but some days you actually wanted to ring somebody’s neck.

Unfortunately, today just happened to be one of those days.

You were standing in the gift shop, attempting to stack a few new items you had received when you felt a disturbance in the force.

Something was about to happen. Praying and hoping you weren’t right, you tried to go back to stacking, hoping nobody would bother you today because today you were in a BAD mood.

Too bad luck wasn’t on your side today.

“Hey! I’m sorry, I couldn’t help but notice you over here by yourself. Do you need help? I’ve been watching for a while and I haven’t seen your parents near by.”

You tried to fight the urge to send an eye roll towards the older woman, but unfortunately it was too late and had already happened.

“No thank you ma’am. I work here. Appreciate your concern, but I don’t need any assistance.”

At this point you didn’t even try to hide the venom in your voice, you couldn’t help it. It was getting on your nerves, and you already had at least ten people ask you the same thing today.

The woman blinked in confusion, looking you up and down before pulling a smile back onto her face. “You don’t have to be like that dear! I was just trying to help, what a cutie! I bet your parents own the place, hmm? Helping out mom and dad?” She said, pinching your cheek with her wrinkly old hand.

It made you cringe. Her skin was cold, and she smelled like old lady perfume.

You quickly shoved her hand away, vigorously wiping your cheek to get rid of the sting and the cheesy feel of her grimy hands. “Step off lady! God, I swear I could have a sign on my back that says “adult” and all you people would see was a toddler in a uniform!” You huffed, taking your box and quickly going over to the next empty table.

You tried your hardest to ignore her shocked stare and stuttering mouth, it only seeming to aggravate you more. With a quick disapproving huff, she turned and walked away, letting you breathe and sigh of relief as she soon was out of sight.

Getting back to stacking some plushies, your mind began to wander. Did the animatronics like you for you? Or was it only because you reminded them of a child.

The question lingered through your mind until closing time, making your body go on autopilot as your mind raced with uncertainty.

What if all they saw when they looked at you was another toddler? That didn’t make you happy. You worked hard every day, and you would hope that they would appreciate it and at least have a conversation with you without thinking you were just another child.

Sure, sometimes you felt immature, but doesn’t everyone deserve to have a little fun sometimes? It’s not like you go and make a fool of yourself at work, you do what you need to do in hopes of leaving quicker.

Just as you placed your last plush on the table, the overhead intercom came on and announced that it was closing time, and all children are to return to their parents and leave the building.

You felt as if you were in some old western show, trying to see who would be able to shoot first. All the old women that are convinced you’re a lost, snot nosed sassy brat…or you, just a hard working employee with the curse of having a baby face.

You stared the group of them down, narrowing your eyes as you attempted to seek out a clear path to escape. They all seemed to come together in a big, wrinkly, perfume drenched group. Determined to return you to your parents.

Just as one of the ladies began to speak, your savior came in the form of a chicken. An awesome, pink, rockstar chicken.

“Hey! Now that it’s closing time, do you wanna go and check out the arcade with me? I heard a new game has been installed there! I can’t access it by myself, I need an employee to help me.”

The look on the groups face was absolutely priceless. Not only was it confirmed that you were indeed an employee and not a child, they also just witnessed a robot chicken ask to play a new arcade game. Something that completely blew their baby boomer minds.

“Why yes of course! I would be happy to assist you chica! With my employee status, I can help you into the arcade no problem!” You beamed, smirking in victory as you walked away with the animatronic bird.

Sliding your card through the scanner, you verified the correct numbers and stepped aside to watch her play. You always enjoyed spending time with the glam rocks as well as sun and moon. You began to think it was silly of you to question them. After all, she did just save your butt from a gang of old ladies.

today was a bit of a struggle, but at least you had one of your closest friends to help you out.

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