#floral laminates for kitchen

[lovebugism]

smut?? i’ve been thinking about this for awhile… drunk steve and drunk you have sex and it’s all mushy and giggly and you’re slamming into things and knocking shit down but you don’t care because you’re drunk and in love

thanks for your request angel!! — the one where steve fucks you in eddie munson's bathroom (established relationship, smut, 18+ mdni, 1.9k)

bug's summer fic fest ♡

A drunk giggle spills from your swollen mouth as Steve ushers you into Eddie Munson’s bathroom. 

It’s barely big enough for one person — let alone two — but you’re pressed too intently together for it to matter much. You stumble inside, making out like teenagers, and only stilling when your back meets the counter’s edge.

You’re smiling too big for Steve to kiss you as ardently as he wants to. His rosy mouth trails down your neck instead. He sprinkles sloppy, wet kisses along the warmed skin there — you taste like moonlight, summer air, and floral perfume.

You laugh louder when his large palms manhandle you to the countertop, ushering you further backward until you’re sitting pretty on the white laminate. The heavenly sound of your giggle is mixed with the harsh clattering of soap, aftershave, and hairspray. Some of it falls next to you, others hit the floor.

“Steve!” you protest, louder than you mean to. The beer numbing your mouth has also loosened your tongue, it seems.

Undeterred by the mess, the boy keeps on kissing you. He suckles just below your jaw, licking at your pulse point until you make a pretty noise for him. A smack fills the tiny bathroom when he parts from you. 

His smile is crooked, and his eyes twinkle with alcohol and adoration. “It’s okay, babe— don’t worry about it.”

Even though you’re still distantly worried about the havoc you’re wreaking in the Munson trailer, you have half a mind to believe him.

Everyone else was too busy getting drunk by the lake — because if Eddie Munson graduating wasn’t a cause to get shitfaced, you didn’t know what was. Steve had pulled you away with the excuse of raiding the kitchen for food. It wasn’t the strangest excuse in the world. The munchies often hit him hard after the first joint. Everybody was too drunk, too high, or too absorbed in conversation to care.

With Wayne having departed to work the wretched graveyard shift and the younger kids having long gone home, it left you and Steve with an empty trailer and unkissed mouths. 

Both were very easily filled.

You’re hoping you will be, too.

Steve’s mouth engulfs your own again. His tongue swipes against yours with a newfound vigor, tasting vaguely of Budweiser and peppermint. Your fingers twist in his honey-colored locks as he kisses the breath from your lungs. 

Your sigh fans against his cupid’s bow when his fingers sneak beneath the hem of your skirt. They’re long and warm creeping between your thighs — you part him instinctually. A whimper sounds from within your throat when the tips of them drag gently across your clothed cunt. His smile curls against your mouth when he feels the wet patch dampening the cotton.

Your lips click when he parts from you. You mourn the taste of him, though your grief quickly ebbs when his fingers pull your panties to the side. The pad of his thumb presses between your velvet lips in search of your clit. He finds it almost instantly, smirking when your thighs clench around his wrist.

“There?” he questions anyway, thumbing more intently at the sensitive button until you keen.

“Yes,” you moan in the affirmative — louder when he slips a finger into you. His pointer finger slides in with little effort from all the honey you leak for him. His middle finger slithers in next to it just the same.

Steve kisses you again, a bit rough in his drunken state. The sudden force of his adoration knocks you slightly backwards. Your shoulders collide with the poorly hung mirror behind you. It bangs against the drywall and jostles the bottles on the surrounding shelves. A few of them fall like rain around you. A small container of baby powder tumbles to the counter and then to the floor with a dense thud. 

You gasp against Steve’s mouth when white dust bursts from the cap.

“Steve!” you exclaim again, not laughing as you part from him this time.

His brows scrunch as he shakes his head, lazy and uncaring. “It’s okay—”

“Eddie’s gonna get mad!”

Steve groans. His scruffy features scruff in contempt as he pouts. “Can we please not talk about another guy while my fingers are inside you, babe? I’m beggin’.”

A smile tugs at your buzzing lips. A giggle spills from them before you can stop it. “Sorry, Stevie…”

His mouth finds your neck again. He sprinkles sloppy kisses there, occasionally nipping at the thrumming tendons. Spurred on by your pretty whimpered moans, he crooks his fingers within your pulsating walls until his forearm starts to burn.

“Missed you,” he mumbles into your burning skin.

“I’ve been with you all night,” you retort with a soft laugh. It turns into a moan when he rolls your clit with the pad of his thumb. The hand not entwined in his hair, clutches his flexed bicep.

“Yeah, but it’s been, like, forever since I’ve gotten to touch you.”

Your grin widens even though he can’t see it with his face pressed so intently in your neck. 

He’s good at making the small things feel more dramatic than they really are — like going a couple of days without fucking you, for example. You laugh about it, but you don’t realize how much you’ve missed him back until he’s touching you all over.

“It’s been four days—  if that.”

“Exactly,” he hums as he parts from you. The muscles of his toned arm tense as he braces himself along the counter. His other arm continues to pleasure you, wrist twisting to find the spot that makes you keen.

“I’ve been neglecting you, huh?” he lilts in a murmur. 

Your gaze goes lidded, heavy with pleasure, as his fingers push further into you. You try your best to keep his stare. His clenched jaw, strong nose, and chocolate eyes are too pretty to look away from. 

“I can tell. Your pussy’s fucking drooling for me, baby.”

A moan spills from your mouth at his wicked words — louder when his fingers hit a spot inside you that feels like a lightning strike down your spine. Your neck tenses as you toss your head back. 

“Please, fuck me,” you beg in an unabashed whine.

And who was Steve to deny his best girl of anything?

He slips his fingers from your cunt, though your walls threaten to suckle him back in. 

You pout at the emptiness — brows furrowed, nose softly scrunched, and lips jutted out. Steve chuckles at the sulking expression on your pretty face while his hands make quick work of his belt.

His cock is hard and aching when he frees it from the confines of his briefs. He jerks it in his fist, visibly heavy in his hand. Your mouth drools at the sight of it, flushed red at the tip and leaking pearly white pre-cum. 

You’d beg for a taste of him if you weren’t so painfully needy.

You lean against the mirror again, more gently this time. Steve’s arm sits just over your shoulder as he braces his hand against the glass. Before you have time to complain about the print he’s definitely smudging there, the bulbous tip of his cock drags up and down your satiny cunt. The slick you pool for him allows him to effortlessly sink into you. 

His cock pushes through your pulsating walls, inch by relentless inch. A moan spills from your open mouth, a delicate sound that entwines with the hearty groan that spills from Steve’s throat. He doesn’t still until his hips are wedged firmly against yours.

The small bathroom of a trailer that belonged to neither of you quickly fills with whimpers, moans, and whispered pleas.

The sting and drag of his cock in your quivering hole drives you wild. Tongue slackened with alcohol, you whine as you babble — “It’s so good. You’re so good to me, Stevie. Fucking me so good.” Your legs wrap around his hips to press him closer to you, even though you’re not entirely sure you could take much more in your sensitive state. 

“Gimme all of it, baby,” you slur anyway. “I want all of it.”

Needing you too badly to fuck you as slow as he usually likes to, he holds your thigh over his hip with one hand and braces his other over your shoulder — fucking you for all your worth on Eddie’s bathroom sink. 

His merciless cock punches into you. Between his measured thrusts, he grumbles. “Take it then, baby— fucking take it. ’S yours. All of it.”

He says it because he means it, but also because he knows how much you like it. Steve loves how much you love hearing his little reassurances. He needs them too sometimes — most times. 

The lewd nature of his innocent promises makes your cunt clench around him.

“Mine,” you whimper when your orgasm creeps up your spine. Your swollen clit meets the base of his cock with each of his thrusts, rubbing against the coarse thatch of pubic hair there. It burns, deliciously so, and makes you keen for him. You keep on babbling. 

“’S my cock, Stevie. Mine— oh, fuck—”

You grow impossibly wetter. The slap of his heavy balls against your silk pussy sounds within the tiny room in time with the subtle banging of the mirror behind you. You’re lucky the rest of the group was outside. Neither of you could be quiet if you tried.

Your words make him buckle down over you. Honey-colored tendrils fall over his forehead as he leans over you to devour your mouth. His broad body cages you against the counter while he punches deeper and deeper inside you. 

Your lips slide together in a sloppy, needy mess. You cling desperately to his t-shirt, right where his back flexes, as you climb your peak.

“Come inside me,” you plead against his mouth, over the sound of your bodies slapping together. “Please, come inside me. I need it, Stevie. Need it so fucking bad.”

Steve whines a broken moan when he parts from you. He fucks into you harder, a relentless pace that sends burning embers prickling at your sensitive clit. He rambles as he races towards his own orgasm.

“‘M gonna give it to you, baby,” he promises through labored pants. “I’m gonna— fuck— I’m gonna give you all my cum. Gonna give my girl all my fucking cum—”

Neither of you last more than ten seconds after that. 

Steve comes first. 

The feeling of his cock spitting several warm loads into your welcoming pussy was enough to make you burst seconds after. 

His body leans heavily against your own as he comes down, unintentionally pinning you as you twitch through the aftershocks of your head-spinning orgasm.

The bathroom — much messier than it had been when you first stumbled in — fills with the sounds of labored breaths and smacking kisses.

Steve’s lips dance across cheek, jaw, and neck while you whine through your slowly ebbing high. You’re jolted from the post-coital haze at the distant sound of the trailer door clicking open and shut again. 

The two of you tense instantaneously.

“Shit,” Steve huffs breathlessly. “We need to get back out there.”

He makes no attempt to move off of you, though. Your cunt warms his softening cock too sweetly for him to ever want to leave it. Not that he could just yet, anyway. His limbs feel too much like jello for that now.

With wide eyes, still bleary with honey, you blink up at him. “Do you think they heard?”

“Of course, I did!” Robin suddenly grouses from the other side of the door. It doesn’t sound like she’s standing at the entrance, though. Her muffled voice comes slightly lower, as though she were sitting right next to it. “You two are the loudest people on planet Earth! I’ve been waiting to use the bathroom for five whole minutes— so if I pee my pants, you two are to blame!”

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Large, reasonably priced 1972 mid-century modern in Kokomo, Indiana. 4bds, 5ba, and it's original with loads of character. In this home, you have no choice but to embrace the funky, especially if you blow all your money on the mortgage. $299,900. There's a lot for the money here.

Double doors open to a stone wall w/a door and an open area to the right. Note the colorful brick pattern in the floor. Sort of looks like birds wearing bras.

If you should choose to go to the right, you will enter this gigantic living room (living/dining combo? Great room?). The carpeting is clean and in great condition.

Details of the fireplace with an asymmetrical design.

And, off to the side, enter the kitchen. Another large room with a double decker island. This home has been very well cared for and preserved.

Definitely an eat-in kitchen. Not only is the island large enough to sit at, but you can see the dinette space at the far end.

Back to the main hall, we go left to the other side of the house.

I don't know what this is. That window throws me off. Is it a dining room w/a kitchen service window? Must be.

These rooms sure are big. This must be the principal bedroom with huge closets and a terrace.

Plus, it has a walk-in cedar closet.

This original bath has a cool orange sink.

Yeah, that's got to be the dining room. Although I don't understand the layout. Note the original door bell chimes.

Here's another large room. It has built-in shelves.

This one has a built-in shelf, too. Looks like there may be an intercom on the wall next to the door.

This bath has a nice pink laminate counter and floral sinks. Everything is so perfect. Not a stain in sight.

Another cedar closet.

Gigantic ground floor level has a ballroom sized rec room.

Plus, a full sized kitchen with original appliances. Love the blue laminate and blue glass cabinet doors.

This is so cool- a big indoor pool with 2 slides and a diving board.

Oh, look, they left a pool table, cues and balls. Nice.

Will you select door #1, #2, or #3?

Utility room- that looks like a central vac unit on the right.

Huge garage with cabinets. Did they leave that John Deere tractor? No wonder this home has a pending sale, it's cool as hell.

.97 acre lot and it has a river on the property.

[carlos-in-glasses]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tag @catanisspicy . Please have something very very hot off the press. 🤎

Gutiérrez switches on the light, illuminating oak laminate cabinets, beige floral tiling and a matching tile-top kitchen island upon which tightly-packed rectangular parcels of beige-tinted powder are stacked in brickwork formation.

Carlos' eyes pop at the sight of it. "Are you serious?"

“Oh, relax. What do you think I do here all day – listen to true crime podcasts and make friendship bracelets?” Gutiérrez swipes an upside-down sepia glass coffee pot from the drying rack. In reaction, a stack of ceramic plates and cutlery collapses in a cacophonous domino effect. He ignores it. “Anyway, it’s flour. Decoy drop this evening should get moles out of the hole. That’s what your daddy used to say.” Gutiérrez gestures behind Carlos. Sure enough, on the countertop next to a retro-looking brown microwave, there are several empty packets of King Arthur unbleached, covered in their own dust. “My requisition didn’t go through, though, so I’m out of pocket,” Gutiérrez continues, grizzling. “But Costco loves me. The checkout girl probably thinks I’m some master baker.”

Carlos watches Gutiérrez hunt around in a drawer for a fresh filter for the coffee machine, which is as equally ancient as the microwave, the fridge, and the sink. Such can be the austerity of public-funded undercover ops. Carlos wishes he didn’t like Gutiérrez. Thanks to the nature of his own job, and his father’s job – which included the whistle-blowing of corruption within the auspices of the Texas Rangers – virtually everyone in his life occupies a dangerous position. Tomorrow, he could read in The Austin Chronical about a man called Pablo Martinez being gunned down in Chicano Park. A narcotics drop gone lethal. Carlos would have to grit his teeth while buttoning his shirt in the locker room at the precinct, hearing colleagues laugh and jaunt about another falcon removed from the streets.

“Take a seat,” Gutiérrez says, “Here, I’ll move a few of these out of your way.” He bundles up a dozen of the decoy parcels and dumps them next to a ceramic cookie jar shaped like a football.

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[clean-bubbles-aka-bubbles]

Cabin Inn

As the car rumbled along the road, the only sound was the crunch of gravel under the tires and the occasional soft groan from Bubbles in the backseat. Mark drove with a palpable tension, his eyes scanning the dark woods for any sign of trouble. Cesar sat beside him, his worried expression deepening with each passing moment.

The isolation of the drive gave Bubbles time to reflect. The physical pain was one thing—a constant, throbbing reminder of the night’s events—but it was the emotional and mental strain that weighed heaviest on her. The secret she guarded so fiercely, the identity of the Celestial Artisan, felt like a growing burden, one that threatened to expose itself with every encounter with the Alternates.

When they finally arrived at the cabin, the first hints of dawn were creeping over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of soft pink and blue. Mark’s Hispanic friend quickly unlocked the door, and the three stepped in.

The decor embodies the quintessence of rustic charm blended with touches of '90s flair. The trio were greeted by a warm and inviting atmosphere, illuminated by the soft glow of a wood-burning stove in the corner, crackling gently.

The living area features a comfortable, slightly worn sofa adorned with plaid throws and mismatched cushions that add a homely touch. Nearby, a large, hand-knotted wool rug in earth tones anchors the space, inviting anyone to relax by the hearth. The walls, paneled in knotty pine, are adorned with framed landscape paintings and vintage skiing posters reminiscent of the era.

A heavy, wooden coffee table sits in the middle of the room, its surface bearing the patina of years of use, perhaps scattered with a few magazines from the '90s, like issues of "National Geographic" or "Outdoor Life." Nearby, a bookshelf overflows with a mix of classic literature and popular novels from the decade, along with board games and a cassette tape collection featuring grunge and pop hits.

The kitchen is simple yet functional, with aged copper pots hanging from a handcrafted pot rack. The countertops, perhaps a bit dated, are covered in laminate that mimics the look of natural stone. They show signs of wear but are clean and well-maintained. The pine cabinets match the wall paneling, and an old, chunky microwave sits next to a spice rack filled with dried herbs and spices.

A small dining area features a round wooden table and chairs, each chair cushion covered in a floral fabric that was trendy at the time. Overhead, a wrought iron chandelier provides soft lighting, enhancing the cabin's rustic ambiance.

The bedrooms continue the theme down a narrow hallway with cozy plaid-patterned flannel bedding, handmade quilts, and thick woolen blankets. The furniture is sturdy and wood-made, with vintage brass lamps on the nightstands casting a warm glow.

The cabin's windows are covered in handmade curtains, perhaps a bit faded but clean. These curtains offer views of the surrounding woods and let in natural light that plays across the cabin's nostalgic interior.

"Wow... DAMN! I didn't know your guys' cabin you two own was nice!" Bubbles’s eyes sparkled in awe. “So much for living in 2024. It looks really nice to live in here.” She thought. “Ack–!” She winced again, feeling sharp pain shooting on her side.

Mark immediately went to the bathroom to gather medical supplies while Cesar filled a basin with warm water and grabbed some towels. They returned to Bubbles’ side and cleaned her wounds with gentle, efficient movements.

"You're good at this," Bubbles commented, trying to mask her pain with a weak smile as she observed her Hispanic friend handle the cloth.

"I've had some practice," the Hispanic male replied in a low voice. “I used to help my mom with her garden injuries while tending to our roses. I never thought I'd be doing this under such different circumstances."

The brown-haired teen rummaged through a first aid kit they found in a cabinet, pulling out some antiseptic and bandages. "This might sting a bit," Mark warned before carefully applying the antiseptic.

Bubbles tensed, her breath hitching as the solution touched her wound, but she bit her lip and bore it. "Thanks," she breathed out once Cesar began to bandage her up more professionally than she would have expected.

As they tended to her, the silence was heavy with unspoken questions and concerns. Finally, Mark broke it, his voice filled with unwavering support.

"Bubbles, you know you can trust us, right?" he asked, his voice gentle but firm. "Whatever is going on, whatever you're hiding... we're here for you, no matter what."

Bubbles looked up at them, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and fear. She took a deep breath, considering her following words carefully.

"I know," she replied softly. "And I appreciate it more than you can know. It's just... complicated."

Cesar nodded, dabbing at a particularly nasty cut. "We get it. But seeing you out there tonight and the way you handled everything... You’ve almost got yourself killed!"

Bubbles chuckled weakly. "Understatement of the year." 

“Don’t wave it off!” The Hispanic friend scolded her. “You’re always putting yourself in a situation that scares us when you almost die every time! It’s not funny! ¿¡Lo entiendes!?”

"Sí, lo sé." She rolled her eyes slightly.

Mark placed a reassuring hand on Bubbles' shoulder, his expression serious. "We care about you, Bubbles. We don't want to lose you. So please, promise us you'll be more careful next time."

Bubbles nodded, her gaze meeting Mark's with sincerity. "I promise. I'll do everything in my power to keep us safe. But you have to promise me something, too."

Cesar and Mark exchanged a glance, their expressions curious. "What's that?" Mark asked.

Bubbles took a deep breath, steeling herself in case she had to do a reveal. "Promise me that you'll trust me no matter what happens. Even if things seem impossible or I make decisions you don't understand. Promise me you'll trust that I'm doing what's best for all of us."

There was a moment of silence as her words hung in the air, the weight of their implications sinking in. Mark and Cesar shared a look before turning back to Bubbles, determination shining in their eyes.

.

.

"We promise,"

.

.

they said in unison, their voices filled with conviction.

With that assurance, Bubbles felt a weight lift from her shoulders. She knew she couldn't do this alone, and having her friends' trust and support meant everything to her.

“Let’s rest for the night,” Cesar said, rising from his sofa seat. “We can worry about the sigil cards later. Bubbles can explain it to us in the morning since she knows how it works.” He nodded. 

Mark nodded in agreement, his gaze softening as he looked at Bubbles. "Yeah, rest is what you need right now. We'll figure out the rest tomorrow." He helped her to her feet, supporting her as they walked towards one of the bedrooms.

The cabin, with its warm wooden walls and the comforting crackle of the fire, felt like a sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world. Bubbles felt the tension start to ease from her shoulders as they entered the cozy bedroom, its rustic charm underscored by the soft glow of a bedside lamp.

Cesar pulled back the covers on the bed, fluffing the pillows before turning to Bubbles. "Get some sleep. We'll be right here if you need anything," he assured her, his tone protective.

Bubbles managed a small smile, grateful for their care and concern. "Thank you, both of you," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "For everything."

As she settled into the bed, the soft mattress comforting against her bruised body, she felt a sense of peace envelop her. The weight of her secrets and the burden of her responsibilities were still there, but for now, she allowed herself the luxury of rest, surrounded by the quiet strength of her friends.

Mark lingered for a moment, watching her with a thoughtful expression. "Goodnight, Bubbles," he said softly before leaving the room with Cesar.

Once they were back in the living area, Cesar looked at Mark, a concerned frown creasing his brow. "Do you think she's telling us everything?" he asked quietly.

Mark sighed, sinking into an armchair by the fire. "I don't know, man. But I do know she's under a lot of pressure. Whatever she's holding back, I'm sure she has her reasons. We just need to be there for her, no matter what."

Cesar nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames. "Yeah. We stick together. That's how we'll get through this."

They sat silently for a moment, the crackle of the fire filling the space between them. Both were lost in their thoughts, pondering the complexities of their situation and the mysterious entity known as the Celestial Artisan. The night deepened around them, and the dark woods outside the cabin whispered their own secrets.

Back in the bedroom, Bubbles drifted into a restless sleep, her dreams a whirlwind of shadowy figures and echoing voices. She was haunted by the Perpetrator's words, the implications of her own power, and the unknown challenges that lay ahead. Yet, amidst the tumult of her subconscious, a steadfast resolve formed. She would protect her friends, come what may. She was the Celestial Artisan, whether acknowledged or hidden, and she bore the weight of that mantle with a fierce determination.

Morning would come, bringing with it the need for decisions and actions. But for now, in the heart of the night, Bubbles and her friends found a semblance of peace in the solidarity of their bond, the quiet strength of their unity offering a shield against the darkness outside.

[apcthetics]

*˖ ⊹       NOBODY  WAS  MORE  surprised  by  how  at  ease  jackson  felt  in  giselle’s  apartment  than  himself.  the  first  morning  he  stayed  until  the  darkness  had  faded,  when  the  sun  finally  peered  in  through  the  floral  curtains  and  crept  across  the  laminate  flooring  towards  them,  he  felt  as  though  he  was  trespassing  in  a  place  where  ghosts  weren’t  allowed.  at  any  second  he  thought  he  might  dissolve  into  the  air,  unworthy  of  being  anything  more  than  the  echo  of  a  person  in  her  safe  space.  now  the  walls  were  used  to  the  outline  of  his  shadow  as  he  wandered  the  same  path  past  the  bookshelves  crammed  full  of  worn  classics  and  psychology  texts  full  of  terms  he  didn’t  understand  and  into  the  small,  well-lit,  colour  coordinated  kitchen,  and  he  no  longer  felt  the  need  to  question  his  own  presence  beside  her.  instead,  he  whispered  curse  words  at  duchess  as  she  weaved  through  his  legs  and  swiped  at  his  ankles,  and  shook  off  the  remnants  of  fatigue,  far  more  preoccupied  with  the  harshness  of  the  spring  sunlight  against  his  eyes  then  whether  or  not  he  belonged  there.

     as  he  stepped  through  the  doorway  into  the  kitchen,  his  gaze  landed  on  giselle.  as  expected,  she  was  already  awake─  for  a  while,  he  assumed─  with  a  cup  of  untouched  tea  gone  cold  beside  her  and  her  stationary  scattered  across  the  kitchen  table.  jackson  looked  over  the  mess  once,  made  no  sense  of  it  at  all,  and  then  rubbed  at  his  tired  eyes.  “  ellie,  are  you  aware  it’s  a  sunday  ?  “  he  asked  her,  stifling  a  yawn  with  the  back  of  his  hand.  squinting  against  the  morning  light  towards  her  small  figure,  hunched  over  the  keyboard  of  her  laptop,  he  rested  his  head  against  the  doorframe. 

      “  ‘  and  on  the  seventh  day,  he  rested...  ‘  i  can’t  believe  you’re  actively  working  against  the  big  man  up  there  just  to  reply  to  your  emails.  you  know  he  can  be  a  bit  touchy,  right  ?  a  guy...─  being  ?  could  just  be  an  it,  i  guess─  “  his  brows  furrowed,  and  he  frowned,  briefly,  as  he  muddled  his  foggy,  half-awake  thoughts  with  his  own  semantics.  it  was  irrelevant  to  the  point  he  was  making  and  jackson  quickly  gave  up,  “  ─who  cares  THAT  much  about  polyester  and  pre-martial  sex  does  not  seem  like  the...  whatever  who  will  buy  ‘  i  just  needed  five  minutes  to  respond  !  ‘  as  repentance.  you  should  really  give  up  now  before  you  lose  out  on  eternal  paradise.  “  it  wasn’t  very  strong  in  the  first  place,  but  his  argument  grew  weaker  as  another  yawn  took  over,  so  he  abandoned  it,  stretching  his  arms  over  his  head.  pressing  with  his  shoulder  away  from  the  wall,  he  crossed  the  kitchen  towards  her.  he  smoothed  his  hand  over  her  shoulders  and  pressed  a  kiss  to  the  crown  of  her  head.  “  have  you  eaten  yet  ?  did  you  even  sleep  ?  “  /  GISELLE  (  @overwhlcmed​​  )

[singingintheshower48]

Drabble Challenge Day 3/30

Me? Upload 2 days in a row?? Shocking. Read the first two drabble prompts and find the prompt list here.

Prompt: Eating ice cream

Wangxian, Modern AU, genderswap, 1191 words, T

It was hot and sticky again. It’d been hot and sticky all week, and Wei Ying was, quite frankly, very fucking over it. As was her usual during the late-summer heatwave, she’d taken to staying inside, sans pants, fan on full blast, and groaning in discomfort. She hadn’t even made it to the couch today, instead splaying out on the marginally cooler laminate of her living room floor. Summer was the worst. 

A knock on her front door interrupted her wallowing, and she managed to get out a garbled half-grunt, half-question in response, lifting her head up to squint toward the door. The sound of a key turning in the lock followed shortly after, and she thumped her head back down, satisfied that whoever it was probably wasn’t a crazed serial killer if they had a key. 

“Wei Ying,” Lan Zhan’s low voice floated over to her. She perked her head up again, shuffling up to her elbows with a groan to better take in the view of Lan Zhan closing the door behind her, her tiny shorts riding up as she slipped off her shoes, the long, pale lines of her legs somehow seeming even longer in the flowy floral material of her shorts. If Wei Ying had any moisture left in her body she’d be drooling. She shook her head to clear it–this was very against her no inappropriate thoughts about my best friend rule–focusing enough through the humidity hanging in the air to register the reason for Lan Zhan’s unexpected appearance. 

“Zhan-Zhan,” she greeted, her speech half slurred. “‘S it Thursday? I can’t keep track of what day it is.”

“Mn,” Lan Zhan hummed in agreement, gliding to the kitchen and holding up the plastic bag she’d brought with her to their weekly, totally platonic and not at all sexual tension filled best friend date night. “I brought ice cream.”

“You’re my hero,” she groaned, finally finding the strength to peel her body off the living room floor and stand up. Lan Zhan’s eyes flashed briefly down to her lower half before flicking back up to her face, not saying anything as she dug through Wei Ying’s kitchen to find her ice cream scoop and bowls, blessedly used to Wei Ying’s intolerance for clothing during the summer months. She shuffled to the kitchen, leaning against the counter next to Lan Zhan and bumping their shoulders together as Lan Zhan spooned two pristine scoops of java chip into each bowl. “Seriously, Lan Zhan, what would I do without you?”

“Fall asleep on your living room floor without dinner, probably.” 

Wei Ying snorted, bumping her shoulder into Lan Zhan’s again before stepping back to open the silverware drawer. 

“You have me there,” she admitted, handing a spoon to Lan Zhan before getting one for herself. Lan Zhan hummed in acknowledgement, leaving Wei Ying to shove a heaping spoon of ice cream into her mouth while breaking another rule–no staring at my best friend’s beautiful face like a weirdo–before she could catch herself. Up close, the heat of the day was evident on Lan Zhan. Wisps of hair stuck to her temples where they had escaped her top knot, tiny beads of sweat glittered along her hairline and upper lip, the faint flush that never left her face during the summer spread high over her cheekbones. Wei Ying’s stomach twisted in a way that had nothing to do with the nauseating weather. 

“...Ying?” the question floated to her as her eyes traced over the line of Lan Zhan’s cheekbone and down her jaw. She startled with it, snapping her eyes back to Lan Zhan’s. They were a dark, WARM gold today, deep and warm like a jar of lotus honey left in the sun. 

“Wei Ying?” Lan Zhan asked again, her brow furrowing in concern.

“Sorry,” Wei Ying said, her voice coming out far too breathy to be considered normal. “I, um–lost in thought. What were you saying?”

Lan Zhan opened her mouth and then paused, golden eyes lingering somewhere south of Wei Ying’s nose. Instead of responding she set her bowl down with a soft clink, her cool hand coming up to cup Wei Ying’s chin. Wei Ying froze, breath catching in her throat when Lan Zhan’s calloused thumb brushed the side of her mouth, digging ever so slightly into her skin, pulling her open half an inch before pulling away. Lan Zhan’s thumb came away covered in coffee ice cream, and, in a move straight out of Wei Ying’s most forbidden fantasies, she brought it up to her own mouth, dragging her gaze from Wei Ying’s lips back to her eyes, as she sucked her own thumb into her mouth. Wei Ying stood stock still, pinned in place by Lan Zhan’s eyes. Heat that had nothing to do with the summer washed over her, and she couldn’t hold in another gas when Lan Zhan released her thumb with a pop. Something swirled in Lan Zhan’s eyes, tinged dark and hungry and everything Wei Ying had been convincing herself couldn’t be true for years, laid out right in front of her. She was fairly certain it wasn’t a hallucination brought on by the heat, a feeling that only solidified when Lan Zhan’s tongue flicked out deliberately over her bottom lip.

“I asked,” Lan Zhan finally spoke, her voice husky in a way Wei Ying had never heard– or never allowed herself to hear? Her world seemed to be turning upside down, and she was suddenly unsure of everything she’d thought to be true, unsure of all the stupid rules she’d imposed on herself over the years. Lan Zhan cleared her throat, and Wei Ying’s eyes flicked down to watch the column of her neck tense and release with the movement, and knew she’d been caught by the small huff of laughter that followed. 

“I asked,” Lan Zhan began again, “if you’d be okay ordering in tonight?”

It was an offer, a coded message from Lan Zhan that if she’d gone too far, if she’d overstepped in any way, that they could forget about it and go on with their night as if it hadn’t happened, an offer Wei Ying only picked up on because she knew Lan Zhan better than she knew herself, had spent the last decade of her life dedicating herself to knowing everything there was to know about Lan Zhan. She wondered suddenly how much she’d overlooked, how many signs and messages she’d brushed off because of her own fears. Here, in her sweaty apartment, surrounded by the hot bubble of tension that had formed around them ever since Lan Zhan had looked at her mouth, she couldn’t think of a single good reason to go back to the way they were before. She didn’t even think it was possible.

“Later,” she said, tossing her spoon to the counter and launching herself at Lan Zhan with no further warning. Strong arms caught her as always, Lan Zhan’s surprised sound quickly melting into a pleased hum when Wei Ying rocked up to crush their lips together. 

The ice cream melted on the counter. Neither of them cared.

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Transforming Interiors with the Best Quality Laminate: Top Trends and Inspirations for a Modern Home

In modern interior design, laminates have become an essential material, offering both functionality and beauty. Whether it’s for cabinetry, furniture, or wall panels, best quality laminates can elevate a space, adding depth, character, and contemporary appeal. Known for its premium finishes and versatile styles, Ogaan Laminates presents the latest laminate collection that embraces the newest trends and innovative designs to transform interiors. Let’s explore some top trends and inspirations that can help you achieve a chic and modern home using high-quality laminates.

Why Choose the Best Quality Laminates for Modern Homes?

Laminates are not only an affordable and stylish alternative to traditional materials like wood and stone, but they are also incredibly durable and low maintenance. Ogaan Laminates offers the best quality laminates that are designed to last, with advanced scratch resistance, moisture protection, and fade resistance. Their latest collection brings you the finest options, ensuring that you don’t have to compromise on quality or aesthetics.

When choosing laminates, it’s essential to go for high-quality options, as they maintain their appearance over time, withstand wear and tear, and bring a sense of luxury to any room.

Top Trends in Laminates for a Modern Interior

1. Matte Finishes for a Minimalistic Look

One of the hottest trends in laminates is the use of matte finishes, which provide a soft and sophisticated appeal. Unlike glossy finishes, matte laminates offer a more subtle look, perfect for creating a calm and minimalist ambiance. Ogaan Laminates’ latest collection includes various matte-finished laminates in neutral tones like beige, soft grey, and pastel shades, ideal for those who want an understated yet refined style. Matte finishes are also great for modern kitchens and living rooms, as they reduce glare and are easy to maintain.

2. Textured Laminates for Added Depth

Textured laminates are gaining popularity as they bring a tactile experience into the room, mimicking natural materials like wood, stone, and fabric. These laminates add depth and dimension, making spaces look more dynamic and inviting. Ogaan Laminates offers an impressive range of textured options in their latest collection, allowing homeowners to enjoy the look of real wood or stone without the high cost and maintenance. Textured laminates are perfect for accent walls, cabinets, or even feature furniture pieces in living rooms or bedrooms.

3. High-Gloss Finishes for a Sleek and Modern Look

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For those who love unique and eye-catching decor, bold-patterned laminates are an exciting choice. The latest laminate collection from Ogaan Laminates features stunning patterns, from geometric shapes to floral designs, that can transform a simple piece of furniture or wall into a statement. These patterned laminates are great for creating focal points in living rooms, dining areas, or entryways, adding personality and character to modern spaces.

Inspirations for Using Laminates in Your Modern Home

Kitchen Cabinets: Opt for high-gloss or matte laminates to create a sleek and modern kitchen. Choose subtle tones for a minimalist look, or bold hues for a lively, contemporary style.

Accent Walls: Textured laminates are ideal for accent walls, creating a focal point in your living room or bedroom without overpowering the space.

Furniture and Shelving: Laminates can be used to update furniture and shelving, adding an elegant finish. Try using patterned laminates on shelves or coffee tables to add a creative touch.

Conclusion

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Which Latest Laminates Design is Best for a Bedroom Wardrobe?

Laminates have become a cornerstone in modern interior design, offering an array of styles, finishes, and durability that elevate any space. At Amulya Mica, we pride ourselves on presenting the latest laminates design trends that cater to diverse aesthetic preferences and functional needs.

The Latest Laminates Design Trends

In 2024, the latest mica design industry continues to innovate with designs that blend aesthetics and practicality. Among the most popular trends are:

Natural Wood Finishes: Emulating the beauty of natural wood, these laminates bring warmth and elegance to interiors. The realistic textures and grains of woods like oak, walnut, and teak are ideal for creating a cozy yet sophisticated ambiance.

High-Gloss Finishes: For a sleek and contemporary look, high-gloss laminates are a top choice. These laminates add a luxurious sheen to kitchens, bathrooms, and living areas, enhancing light reflection and making spaces appear larger.

Matte Finishes: Contrary to high-gloss, matte finishes offer a subtle, sophisticated look that is both modern and timeless. They are particularly popular for creating minimalist and Scandinavian-inspired interiors.

Metallic Accents: Integrating metallic elements into laminates is a growing trend. These designs add a touch of industrial chic and are perfect for modern kitchens and urban living spaces.

Patterned Laminates: From geometric patterns to floral designs, patterned laminates bring character and vibrancy to any room. These are excellent for accent walls, cabinetry, and custom furniture.

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PVC laminate sheets are a versatile option for various applications, including furniture and wall paneling. They are water-resistant, easy to maintain, and available in an extensive range of designs and colors. Amulya Mica's PVC laminates are ideal for both residential and commercial spaces, providing a stylish yet practical solution.

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Latest Trends in Laminate Kitchen Cabinet Designs

What is a Laminate?

Laminates are versatile materials used in various industries for their durability, affordability, and aesthetic appeal. They have become a popular choice for both residential and commercial applications due to their wide range of benefits and practical uses.

A laminate is a composite material typically made by pressing together layers of different materials under high pressure and temperature. These layers may include decorative paper, melamine resin, and a core material such as particleboard or plywood. The result is a strong, durable surface that can mimic the look of natural materials such as wood, stone, or metal.

Laminates provide an appealing outlook to the surface and work as a shield to protect the surface. Multiple design options, unique patterns, and vibrant colour palettes are available in laminate sheets that you can choose to suit your style.

How do the Latest Trends in Laminates Offer Freedom of Kitchen Cabinet Designs?

Let us quickly review different laminate options that are trending nowadays for laminate kitchen cabinet design.

Floral Prints

Floral prints always keep up with the latest trends in laminate kitchen cabinets. With multiple floral design options, you can customize the kitchen interior to bring a unique, soothing touch to your space. These floral finishes not only add charm and elegance but also make you feel warm and invited every time you have to work.

Retro Inspired Designs

It is one of the most trending kitchen cabinet designs for your interiors. A nostalgic environment will be created in your home once you incorporate retro designs into your cabinets. If you love retro styling with modern functionality, you can have fun with retro-inspired laminates on vintage machines like refrigerators. This adds up to a perfect blend of a traditional look with modern functionality.

Geometric Designs

Geometric designs always stay in the top position in trending laminates. These designs add features to your kitchen cabinets and bring a uniqueness that visitors never forget. Geometric designs can be available in various forms. You can provide a personalized touch by designing with a geometric design. For instance, you can add hexagonal patterns, diamond-shaped patterns, ovals, rectangles, octagons, and so many other shapes in a designer pattern. The geometric designs are known to make your kitchen bold and extraordinary for visitors.

Striped Look

It is one of the popular designs for laminate kitchen cabinets. The striped patterns on your cabinets can bring a striking effect to your space, turning a boring kitchen into an interesting space. The bold and contrasting touch of striped design can add personality to your space.

Colour Block Design

Colour blocking is always a trending option for laminate kitchen cabinets. You can choose your colour from a wide range of colours that suit your personality and designer space. Sunmica colours combined with bold shades or lighter ones can add personality to your kitchen and give a striking visual effect every time you see it. For instance, you can create an electric look by incorporating a brick red colour or bold blue island for cabinets to bring a vibrant touch.

Textured Finish

Rich textures create depth and interest in your laminate kitchen cabinets. You can transform your regular kitchen cabinets into a unique and dynamic designer finish by incorporating textured laminates. These textured laminates never go out of fashion and keep your kitchen going with the trend forever. Incorporate textures like brushed metal finish or wood grain that remain in demand in the laminate market.

Two-Toned Designs

If you want to add some contrast to your space, incorporate two-toned designed laminates. Here, you will get two distinct colours or finishes for lower and upper kitchen cabinets. For instance, you can add a darker wood finish to your upper cabinets while incorporating the light wood colour laminates to the lower cabinets. It is quite a trending design in the current era to transform your kitchen cabinets into a classic one.

Monochromatic Scheme

A sophisticated yet cohesive touch can be given by incorporating a monochromatic scheme into your laminate kitchen cabinets. This is the most unique design option for your space that is the topmost in the latest trend. A monochromatic laminate can be one colour but with different shades, adding elegance to your kitchen. For instance, you can have the perfect blend of multiple shades from light brown to creamy finish cabinets or greyish to white finish.

Metallic Finish

Metallic finished laminate kitchen cabinets are consistently in trend, known to make your kitchen into a luxurious one. The sophisticated yet elegant metallic finish not only adds features but also brings shine to your space. You can add silver or golden knobs or handles to increase glamour to your kitchen cabinets.

Bold Patterns

Bold patterns are trending for modular kitchens. These bold patterns add texture and personality to your kitchen, which adds interest to people watching your laminate kitchen cabinets. If you have patterned tiles at the back, these boldly patterned laminates on your kitchen cabinets will be a perfect fit to compliment your designer kitchen.

Why Choose Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood for Laminate Needs?

Durability

Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood laminates are built to last, with a scratch-resistant surface that can withstand daily wear and tear. With proper maintenance, Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood laminates will maintain their beauty and integrity for years to come.

Aesthetic appeal

From classic wood grains to contemporary abstract designs, Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood offers a wide range of laminate options to suit any style or preference. Whether customers prefer the natural look of wood or the sleek finish of stone, Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood has something to complement every design aesthetic.

Affordability

Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood laminates are an affordable flooring solution that doesn't compromise on quality or style. With competitive prices and a wide range of options to choose from, customers can find the perfect laminate flooring for their home or business without breaking the bank.

Conclusion

When it comes to top-quality laminate Sheets in Chennai, look no further than Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood. With a wide selection, competitive prices, and a commitment to customer satisfaction, Lakshmi Timbers and Plywood is the premier destination for all your laminate flooring needs.

FAQs

Are laminate kitchen cabinets durable? Yes, laminate cabinets are highly durable and resistant to scratches, moisture, and stains, making them ideal for kitchens.

Can laminate cabinets be customized? Absolutely! Laminate cabinets offer endless possibilities in terms of design, color, and texture, allowing for customization to suit any style.

Are laminate cabinets eco-friendly? Many manufacturers offer eco-friendly laminate options made from recycled materials and low-VOC adhesives, catering to environmentally conscious homeowners.

What is the maintenance required for laminate cabinets? Laminate cabinets are relatively low-maintenance and can be cleaned with mild detergent and water. Avoid abrasive cleaners and harsh chemicals to preserve the integrity of the surface.

Are laminate cabinets suitable for small kitchens? Yes, laminate cabinets are available in a variety of sizes and configurations, making them suitable for kitchens of all sizes. They can be tailored to maximize storage efficiency and optimize space utilization.

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Floor Stencils

Trendy Stencils specializes in creating stunning and one-of-a-kind decorative templates that can elevate the aesthetics of any space. Our floor stencils offer a creative and cost-effective solution to transform your flooring into a work of art, adding style and personality to your home or business.

With our floor stencils, you can easily achieve unique and eye-catching designs that are sure to impress. Whether you want to create a faux rug pattern, geometric shapes, intricate motifs, or any other design that suits your taste, our stencils provide endless possibilities for customization.

Using high-quality materials and precise cutting techniques, our floor stencils are designed for ease of use and durability. They are made to withstand repeated use, ensuring consistent and flawless results every time.

With Trendy Stencils, you don't need to be an expert artist or designer to achieve professional-looking results. Our stencils are user-friendly and come with detailed instructions, making the stenciling process simple and enjoyable. You can easily create stunning patterns and designs that rival the look of expensive and intricate flooring options.

Whether you want to revamp your living room, bedroom, kitchen, or any other space, our floor stencils can add a touch of elegance and creativity. They are suitable for various types of flooring, including hardwood, concrete, tile, and laminate. You can customize your floors to match your interior design style and create a unique atmosphere.

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Wall Stencils

Wall stencils are a fantastic way to transform your interior space and add a touch of creativity and personality to your walls. At Trendy Stencils, we offer a wide variety of wall stencils that are designed to inspire and enhance your interior design projects.

With our wall stencils, you can easily create stunning patterns and designs on your walls, whether you're looking to add a subtle accent or make a bold statement. Our collection includes a range of styles, from intricate floral patterns to modern geometric designs, ensuring that you can find the perfect stencil to match your unique taste and style.

Using our wall stencils is easy and hassle-free. Simply secure the stencil to your wall using painter's tape, and then apply your desired paint color using a stencil brush or roller. The result is a professional-looking design that will impress all who see it.

One of the great advantages of using wall stencils is the ability to customize your space without the commitment of wallpaper or the cost of hiring a professional painter. You have complete control over the colors and patterns you choose, allowing you to create a truly personalized and one-of-a-kind look.

So, if you're ready to elevate your interior design projects and add a touch of style and creativity to your walls, explore the variety of wall stencils offered by Trendy Stencils. Your walls will thank you!

Stencils for Painting

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Our stencils for painting are crafted with the utmost attention to detail, ensuring that every stroke and design is perfectly replicated on your chosen surface. Whether you're creating artwork, decorating furniture, or adding unique patterns to your walls, our stencils will help you achieve professional-looking results.

With Trendy Stencils, you can choose from a wide range of designs and patterns to suit your style and preferences. From intricate floral designs to bold geometric shapes, our stencil templates offer endless possibilities for customization.

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Ideas for Your Kitchen Laminate Flooring

Kitchen flooring is one of the most important aspects of a kitchen renovation or new construction. Kitchen floors must be durable, easy to clean, and attractive. One popular option for kitchen flooring is laminate. Laminate flooring is a great choice for kitchens because it is affordable, easy to install, and comes in a wide variety of styles and colors. In this article, we will discuss some ideas for your kitchen laminate flooring.

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Wood-Look Laminate Flooring - 

If you are looking for a classic and timeless look for your kitchen, wood-look laminate flooring is an excellent choice. Wood-look laminate flooring comes in a variety of styles, colors, and patterns that mimic the look of real hardwood flooring. This flooring option is perfect for those who want the warmth and beauty of wood floors without the cost and maintenance.

One advantage of wood-look laminate flooring is that it is more water-resistant than real wood. Laminate flooring is made of several layers, including a high-density fiberboard core and a top wear layer that protects against scratches and stains. This makes it a great choice for kitchens where spills and water are common.

Tile-Look Laminate Flooring - 

Tile-look laminate flooring is another popular option for kitchen flooring. This type of flooring mimics the look of ceramic or stone tile, but is much more affordable and easier to install. Tile-look laminate flooring comes in a variety of patterns, including slate, travertine, and marble.

Tile-look laminate flooring is a great choice for those who want the look of tile floors without the cold and hard surface. Laminate flooring has a softer surface than tile, making it more comfortable underfoot. Additionally, laminate flooring is much easier to maintain than tile, as it doesn't require grout cleaning or sealing.

Patterned Laminate Flooring - 

Patterned laminate flooring is a great way to add interest and personality to your kitchen. This type of flooring comes in a wide variety of patterns, including geometric shapes, floral designs, and abstract prints. Patterned laminate flooring is perfect for those who want a bold and unique look for their kitchen.

One advantage of patterned laminate flooring is that it can help hide dirt and stains. The busy patterns can disguise spills and debris, making them less noticeable. Additionally, patterned laminate flooring is a great way to add color to your kitchen without painting the walls or cabinets.

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Neutral Laminate Flooring - 

If you prefer a more subdued look for your kitchen, neutral laminate flooring is a great choice. Neutral laminate flooring comes in a variety of shades, including beige, gray, and taupe. These colors are timeless and versatile, making them a great choice for any kitchen style.

Neutral laminate flooring is also a great way to create a cohesive look in your kitchen. The neutral colors can help tie together different elements of the kitchen, such as the cabinets, countertops, and backsplash. Additionally, neutral laminate flooring is a great choice if you plan on selling your home, as it is a popular choice among homebuyers.

Textured Laminate Flooring - 

Textured laminate flooring is a great way to add depth and dimension to your kitchen floors. This type of flooring has a textured surface that mimics the look and feel of real wood or tile. 

Textured laminate flooring is perfect for those who want a realistic look for their floors without the cost and maintenance.

One advantage of textured laminate flooring is that it can help hide scratches and dents. The textured surface can disguise imperfections, making them less noticeable. Additionally, textured laminate flooring is more slip-resistant than smooth surfaces, making it a safer option for kitchens.

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Stone-look laminate flooring is another popular option for kitchens. It offers the beauty of natural stone without the cost and maintenance. Stone-look laminate flooring can mimic the appearance of marble, granite, slate, or any other type of stone. 

It comes in a variety of colors and finishes, from polished to textured. Stone-look laminate flooring is easy to clean and maintain, making it a practical choice for kitchens.

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So Cries the Wolf - Chapter 1

Text Count: 6439

Warnings: Violence, general threat

Chapter Summary: On top of your daily work as a forest ranger, management drops an ambitious project on your hands - fix up a broken jester animatronic for the park’s purposes. Your project quickly gets out of hand, and you have to come to the understanding that you now have a new housemate.

Notes: Due to a lack of AO3, I’ll be posting chapters here and making a chapter index attached to my pinned post. Enjoy the first chapter!

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Once again it was morning, and once again you’d been awake from about three o’clock. Dappled sunrise knocked through the windows, curtains be damned, and cast a warm glow across your bed and the far wall of your cabin. Thin gold and red lines in the wooden panels caught the sunlight, gleaming all too perfectly, as if one of them hadn’t given you a splinter just yesterday. All too quaint and rustic. You knew better.

You knew that this small building you spent most of your nightly life in ran predominantly on the generator out back, feeding the small collection of electrical appliances you’d bought yourself so you could have coffee in the morning and noodles in the night. You knew that the new septic tank that management had gotten through in setting up a month ago was continuing to be tetchy, leaving you on your toes for the next call you’d have to make to have some poor plumbing tech guy driving out into the middle of the woods to figure out why the pipes had blocked up again (you’d do it yourself but you have neither the arm length, sanitary equipment, nor courage to avoid breaking it completely). And most of all, you knew that instead of sandalwood, mahogany, any of those fancy wood smells - no, that didn’t exist here. You got as much floral scent as the last collection of air fresheners you picked up last week would provide, and then it was just chemicals, old paper, vinegar from your last limescale treatment of your kettle, and dog odor. Technically you’d already stopped noticing most of those smells but you noticed people looking at you in concern whenever you went into ‘civilization’, aka the town about four hours out.

Your latest batch of early hours activity was now spread across the desk in front of you. A large laminated copy of the Amberhill Woods region is unrolled and weighted down with two mugs from your overnight tea drinking, a bowl of milk dregs and a remaining cereal scrap, and a paper weight of a beaver you’d gotten as a gift many years ago. You vaguely remember who it was from. An area is circled in red - your ‘zone’ of monitoring, patrolling, and responding to any alerts whether it was someone spotting a bear or a couple of kids getting too eager to climb a tree and failing to figure out the way down. In the middle of this red zone is a red X - your cabin. Tonight, within the red zone, there’s a number of blue Xs, scattered around within a blue squiggled shape. Books were left opened on the desk, a notebook full of thoughts and bookmarks off to the last available open space. Lines were being drawn, connections were being made. You knew you had a strong inkling of what you were dealing with out there - you just needed the opportunity.

The sound of claws and footfalls on wood caught your attention. Wandering in from his waiting in the kitchen, a large black dog meandered up to your side. Lots of people loved to speculate on his breed, you’d heard them all. Melanistic German shepherd, husky mix, a high wolf percentage mongrel. Every time you’d laugh awkwardly and admit that the vet hadn’t been able to tell you a breed when you rescued him, so you just call him ‘dog’. 

Montague’s snout pushed up towards the desk, and you provided your hand, running it down along the back of his head and into the thick fur of his neck. Whining plaintively, he began to nudge at your hip. 

“Breakfast already?” Well, sunrise had come about. And you knew you had a meeting with your ranger lead in…a small shock of panic hit you as you batted around for your phone underneath the papers and books. The chirpy clock app on screen told you it was 7:34am, and that the local area was due to have [BLANK] weather conditions. Because like hell you were going to pay fees for constant WiFi in the middle of nowhere. Still, there was slightly less panic to be had, but now you had an actual deadline looming.

With an hour and a half to go, you followed Montague to the kitchen and started scrounging around for your morning meal. Considering the dog judgment on his face, you figured that another bowl of cereal wasn’t going to cut it. Instead you pulled out the last of your bacon and a couple of eggs, setting it all to fry on your electric stove as the coffee machine hummed to life (if you counted excruciating blitz noises as a hum). Montague sat patiently by the table, waiting for the plate of bacon to come wafting past his nose and be placed down on the floor next to him. The pair of you ate in relative peace. A soft breath between races. Your phone buzzed with an alarm that you had an hour to get to the ranger center, as you siphoned your mug of coffee into a thermos flask. Montague had already grabbed his collar and leash by the front door, and waited for both to be secured before you stepped out into dewy fresh air and bright morning sunlight.

Ow.

“I spent too long in front of the desk lamp,” you commented to Montague as you rubbed your eyes, hoping to readjust quicker to daylight instead of house light. You trudged over the dirt footpath and twigs to the lock-up that acted as a garage out here, removing the padlock with practiced ease. As nice as cycling was, you had less than an hour to get to your meeting and the dirt tracks didn’t take kindly to bicycle wheels at max pace, so the quad bike it was. Montague hopped up into his seat, giving you a glare as you fixed a helmet onto his head. 

“Don’t look at me like that, you know you have to wear this when you ride,” you grumbled back. You’re certain dogs aren’t supposed to look this grumpy. It would have to be something he’d be practicing once you both got back from the meeting. In fairness on his part, dogs didn’t normally have to wear head protection when riding on quad bikes, but management had insisted on health and safety regulations for any passengers on ranger property. Setting your own helmet in place, you locked up behind you, double-checked the doors, and then sped on along the makeshift road. You’d timed it all right, you’d be fine for sure.

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About five minutes late, you stumbled up the steps to the massive log cabin that was Amberhill Forest Services. You could already see Anthony and Rebecca in discussion from one of the meeting room windows, but soon everything was chockablock blurred by the rapid form of Phoebe dashing over from the reception desk.

“Hi! Oh gosh you’re so late,” she said rapidly, dreads swinging around her cheeks. She’d picked up new pink streaks since you last saw her, it suited her. 

“Barely late,” you replied, a laugh already on your lips.

“So late, it’s terrible, Ant said we were going to be relegated to endless coffee duties for this,” Phoebe went on dramatically, before her voice switched around to a more level but still peppy tone: “Okay but he did ask for us to wait a few minutes. He needed a private word with Becca.”

“Does this mean I can get coffee?”

“Yeah! They installed the new machine last week, it is so good.” Phoebe gave you a small nudge as you both started to head through the office. “I may have leveraged management to give us some customizations. We are in syrup heaven, my friend! If you like caramel or hazelnut, that is.”

“Truly a marvel of our times.”

The office wasn’t quite bustling or buzzing just yet, with a couple of forest wardens having come in to retrieve their weekly schedules and some administrative staff moseying around the kitchen area with coffee and breakfasts ahead of the day’s slog. You wondered at times if you could have continued taking on a role like that - sat behind a computer or files of paperwork for hours at a time, communicating with teams to coordinate movements and reports. No, the forest held so much of you now, you had to be out there. 

Phoebe made you both coffee, dumping an unethical amount of syrup into her mug while you just added your regular preferences. In comparison to the output of your machine back in the cabin, this was practically decadent. There was a fair amount for you both to catch up with - you worked in the south east while Phoebe worked in the north, beyond the initial slope of Skeel Peaks or as the team here called them The Dragon’s Teeth. Since you worked so much by yourself (okay, you and Montague), it was a breath of fresh air to chat aimlessly, and Phoebe was the sweetest breath of air in this office. Always in with a positive cheer and able to spin a bad situation into an opportunity. 

In the middle of recalling an instance of maintenance with one of the radio towers and a particularly raucous deer, you spotted Anthony poking his head into the open office area. He didn’t look upset, but he wasn’t looking happy either. It was enough to step a stiff lump in your gut.

“We’re up,” you said quickly, taking coffee in hand and with Phoebe following you as closely as Montague. You all made your way over to the meeting room, with Anthony going ahead and holding the door open for you both. 

“Glad you could make it this early,” he said, rubbing a hand over his chin. It seemed like he was giving the whole beard thing another attempt, but currently it was at five o’clock shadow stage and it only made him appear even more tired than he actually was. “So, easy things first. Phoebe, there’s been some reports of rain damage on the trail up from the north side of the Skeel Peaks slope, I need you to go check it out and report on how bad it is. Also someone’s spray painted the emergency generators by Radio Tower Three again, and we’re losing signal over there, so that’ll need a wash and general maintenance check.”

“Yeesh, our local painter’s getting antsy,” Phoebe mumbled. You wrinkled your nose in distaste - bad signal meant anyone trying to contact the Services could well be fresh out of luck if the signal dropped at just the wrong time. Rubbing your fingers together, you forced yourself to focus back on the conversation as Anthony was detailing your particular work. 

“- continued tree vandalism, so you’ll need to be increasing your patrols to make sure the culprit gets caught. Don’t need to arrest them if it looks like someone you can’t handle, if needs be just tag them and bring the photo here so we can contact the police force and get them involved,” he explained. “Any questions from either of you?”

“Nope!”

“Not here.”

“Good. Now for the complicated stuff.” Anthony paused, letting out a long sigh, before stepping over to a pair of large crates that had been unceremoniously shoved to the corner of the room. Heaving the lid of one open, he gestured inside. “Management got these during a charity auction sale, funds going towards that Fazbear Cooperation after the arson attack on its Pizzaplex. Something about…anyway, they want to renovate the bear to be a fire safety mascot and the jester to be around the kids play area. Apparently it used to be a daycare attendant so if the coding’s still in there, all the best for us.”

You exchanged a surreptitious look with Phoebe, who gave you a confused one of her own. It was no secret that management had tried a few ideas to connect with the general public in attempts to raise funding, whether through community activities, charity runs, or supporting various businesses. At the end of the day, the public paid for the work you all did, so getting as much of that support as feasibly possible benefitted you all. But….second-hand animatronics? You stepped over to the open crate and - 

“Oh my god.” The words spilled out before you could stop them. The bear animatronic (Freddy Fazbear, you recognised him pretty quickly from adverts and cereal boxes) had some serious dents going on, and one of his hands had been practically mauled. There were also scorch marks over parts of his legs, with joints in the ankles and feet being partially fused together. You stepped back to give Anthony a serious look, before stepping over to the other crate.

The jester had fared so much worse. It looked like it’d had a grinning sun for a face, but one of the rays had been snapped off and another was jammed halfway in. The ruffles around its neck had been burnt, as had the fancy gold and red trousers. One hand was full detached and placed almost reverently on the chest. Sections of the arms had been shredded open like it’d been ripped from paper instead of metal. And there were scorch marks everywhere. This guy had been hit much worse by the fire than Freddy. 

“Oh my god,” you repeated, because what else could you say. Anthony began to scold you before letting out another long sigh, pressing his fingers to his forehead. 

“It’s an ambitious plan,” he said, words repeated many times from other people. “Rebecca has agreed to start working on a promotion plan and sorting out how these animatronics are going to be set up. We can’t have them wandering into the woods, of course. Phoebe, you said you have a master’s in physical engineering, right?”

“That’s right,” she replied, peeking into the Freddy crate. “You want me to fix these guys up?” You could already see a plan formulating in her head. She wasn’t smiling though. Montague kept sniffing the jester’s crate, sneezing loudly before glancing up at you. It wasn’t a comforting look.

“Just the bear please.” That was confusing. Why not give both animatronics to Phoebe? Unless…oh. The penny dropped in your mind as you looked back towards Anthony with a cold shock. 

“You know I can’t - “

“I know you aren’t an animatronics expert,” he interrupted. “But this…it needs your skills to deal with it.” His hands squeezed tightly together.

“...so it’s - ”

“Yes.”

“And management didn’t know?”

“I’m sure they didn’t.”

“And how do you know?” That question made Anthony pause, and his hands squeezed tight enough you thought the knuckles might pop out. After a moment he rubbed at his wrists, and in the moment he pushed up his sleeves just enough, you could spot a faint purple bruise ringing his right wrist. The dripping cold in your stomach roared into a spark of indignation, before just as quickly subsiding. No-one needed to see you lose your cool, especially if Anthony wasn’t going to talk more about what had happened.

“Okay, okay,” you stepped in before Anthony could try to figure out his reasoning. “I’ll take it back and fix it up. I won’t be able to bring it back as well as Phoebe would, but that’s what Google’s for, right?” It pained you to say it, but you’d be needing that WiFi this time around. Maybe you could subsidize it under company use, since you were fixing up their stuff. Regardless, the relief on Anthony’s face was palpable. 

“Thanks, you two. I’ll let you know if I hear anything else from higher up. Until then, keep me in the loop on how the projects go,” he explained. Leaving Phoebe to talk to him about how she was meant to carry the Freddy and crate back to her station, you wrapped your arms around the jester crate and hauled it out of the room. Maintaining balance on the steps down to your bike was hazardous but just about manageable. Montague looked on in mild disappointment as you strapped the crate down onto the back of the bike, taking his seat away. 

“Sorry, you’ll have to walk this one back,” you explained. “Don’t worry, I’ll go slow.”

He sneezed again. The rising disappointment was becoming tangible. With one last glance into the crate, where that burnt up tangle of wire and cloth smiled endlessly at the sky, you set the quad bike into gear and began a far slower run back to your cabin.

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The animatronic was dropped on your work desk with a metallic clattering, limbs left to go wherever they desired. Guilt temporarily hit your stomach - you hadn’t meant to be careless with it, it was just heavier than you’d anticipated. Wiping your brow, you set the arms and legs more neatly on the table before acknowledging you were procrastinating on the next step of this progress.

“So…haunted,” you said aloud.

“Anything can be haunted from a place of destruction,” Montague responded, wandering around the table. “And from what we gathered from the newspapers, the arson attack was considerably destructive.” His nose poked up over the edge of the table, sniffing at the nearest part of the animatronic for a brief moment before he sneezed and stepped away.

“Okay, but we need to figure out what exactly has gone down with this guy,” you said, pulling out your last measure of research desperation, your laptop, and plugging it into the cabin’s Ethernet system. You didn’t want to keep calling it things like ‘jester’ or ‘robot’ or ‘it’ for the next month or so, surely it had a name somewhere. 

“Well, your colleagues believe you’re the expert on that,” Montague commented as he wandered past you and towards the doorway, prompting you to laugh drily. 

“I’m serious. This is pretty big, and if I don’t do it right, my job might be on the line.” You weren’t sure for certain, but considering Anthony had gotten this project from management and promptly passed that responsibility to you, your nerves were going haywire from this. 

Your internet search provided some results. Pictures of a much cleaner and put-together sun jester inside a brightly lit daycare center, alongside a more calm moon jester. It looked like you’d gotten the ‘Sun’ model of the Daycare Attendant. Bittersweetness washed over your heart as you scrolled through multiple pictures of Sun, posed for press releases and candid photos taken by parents of children he was looking after. That animatronic looked genuinely happy, for someone with a permanent smile on his face. He looked alive. Now you had to dissect his mechanical corpse and root out a ghost from his circuits.

“Don’t worry,” you said quietly, reaching out to pat the Sun’s shoulder. “We’ll get you back up and running properly like you have before.”

Sun’s one functioning hand promptly snapped up and grabbed your wrist, squeezing until you could feel something pop. As you let out a pained yell, you watched as skin formed across the metal, pulling away slowly. Red ribbons decorated with batter copper bells managed to extract themselves from the arm, followed by a long limb of burnt purple feathers. You were pushed backwards from your chair, another pair of arms beginning to rise with the new chest that was extracting itself from Sun’s body. Metal popped and scratched on the table surface with the movement, feathers growing and promptly vanishing into the new body that was breaching into this reality. Finally from the head came another disc face, wide eyes open and dark, amber circles forming the pupils. Another smaller pair of eyes perched atop these huge eyes, one red with a while pupil and the other deeply pale with no visible pupil in sight. As the lanky form dragged clawed and scaled feet off the table and onto the floor, an array of dark feathers with ends lighting up in flickering fiery yellow and burning orange fins flared out around the umber face, lighting up the crescent moon stamped onto half of the face, and a mouth split open far, far too wide to naturally fit a creature with such a head.

“Knock, knock, who’s there?” a voice purred from the being’s gullet. It loomed over you, dragging you like you weighed nothing, another hand reaching out to grab your chin and force you to stare up at it. Your face was only just about level with its chest, where the symbol of an eclipse, watery sun rays extending out from a black circle with a pale crescent moon in the middle, glared back at you. “A little mouse come sneaking around, like its other mousey friend. But this one smells so much better.” Teeth gleamed within the open maw, and the eyes widened even further. Hunger dripped from it, although your gut said it wasn’t technically going to eat you. Maybe yet. The claws gripping your cheeks tightened, ice cold against your skin, leaving you barely able to wriggle in this creature’s grasp. 

“What do you want?” you wheezed out. 

“Freedom,” it hissed. “Free of this miserable metal shell we have been stuck in. Free of the screaming and the noises and that voice. You…you can give us freedom. I can smell it on you, salt and herbs and blood. You know what we are.”

“...Well, not exactly-” Wrong answer. Another hand grabbed your shirt collar and hoisted you up into the air, leaving you gasping and kicking uselessly. 

“I know what you are,” the creature spat. “Hunter.”

“Montague,” you wheezed.

A blur of shadow and smoke burst through the door, briefly canine in shape as it launched into the creature. You were dropped to the ground, inhaling deeply and clutching your hand to your chest as the pair of entities fought blindly. The table was knocked over, Sun’s body clattering to the ground, and you had to dodge a flailing clawed leg that nearly scratched part of your cheek off. Your attacker snarled and spat insults a plenty, but came to a halt as Montague physically pinned him down, a thick paw shoving the face into the wooden floor. For a while there was silence, your heavy breathing and coughing breaking true stillness, before the new entity began to laugh.

“Hypocrisy! True hypocrisy!” it cackled. “You bind yourself to what you seek to destroy!”

“I don’t seek to destroy anything,” you replied hoarsely, staggering back upright. “I just deal with anything that wants to kill. Which means you need to start speaking fast.” A rumble of warning echoed from Montague’s gut.

“I could deal with them now and be done with it,” he growled.

“No. They came from Sun. I want to know how and why,” you replied firmly. 

“Sun,” the entity whispered. “Yes, they called us that. Sun and Moon, we were.”

“You…were Sun?”

“No. But yes.” The entity shrugged weakly, and yet still managed to give off a sense of smugness. “I came from them.” 

You were still struggling to wrap your head around this creature’s insinuation that the Daytime and Naptime attendants had been the same individual, let alone half of everything else they were spouting off. The lack of oxygen you’d been hit with wasn’t helping. Rubbing your face, you swiped away thin beads of blood from where no doubt those claws had pierced your cheeks. Not enough blood for a bonding however, which you were a little grateful for. 

“You…came from an animatronic,” you said slowly. “But animatronics don’t have souls to corrupt.”

“Clever and true. And yet, here I am.” Two arms spread out in a greeting, bells jingling fainty. Montague was watching you, waiting for your command. Staring down at the entity, this thing that had managed to form from the memory banks of a Sun (and Moon?) animatronic, you made a choice. 

“Eclipse,” you said firmly. The entity reeled, wriggling and spitting at you. Putting a name on a nameless thing meant it could be controlled in some way. Names were powerful, and you were observant enough to put cues together for a correct and meaningful name. With that response, you knew you had a winner. “You’re going to help me figure out what happened to this animatronic, you’re going to help me fix them, and you’re going to explain how the hell you ended up existing.”

“...I can help you with two of those three,” Eclipse replied, their voice returning to that low purr they’d greeted you with. “The last I would consider you to be helping me, more than the other way around.”

“You don’t know how you came to exist?”

“Not a clue. I woke up, and I was…” They trailed off, waving a hand around. “Mind telling your guard dog to get off me, pup? It’s hard to think on the floor.”

“I think we’re quite well here,” Montague responded. 

“I agree with Monty,” you added. “Go on, keep talking.” Eclipse’s mouth twisted into a snarl, but that was all.

“I woke up and I was here. Alive. No past or thoughts, just here,” they snapped. “I became.”

Even demon summonings came with history. People couldn’t just make a new demon or cryptid out of spare parts, like an animatronic. And Eclipse was frankly too developed to be a newly birthed being. You pressed your thumb to your lower lip, thinking for a while before stepping away. New fresh guilt appeared on your tongue at the sight of Sun left tossed on the ground. Without much word, you righted the table and dragged the Daycare Attendant back onto it. Montague and Eclipse watched in silence. Once you were satisfied with how Sun was laid out, you exhaled heavily.

“Let them up, Monty,” you murmured. The dog-like shape of shadow growled in upset, but complied, stepping off Eclipse and manifesting in solid matter by your side. 

“They hurt you,” he grumbled.

“Lots of things hurt me, and you don’t kill all of them,” you retorted quietly. “Besides, I think they need me. Isn’t that right?” You speak up louder now, catching Eclipse’s attention. “You need me to fix Sun so you’ll be free.”

“Clever,” Eclipse purred, pushing themself back to their feet. “I knew you were a better pick.”

“Well, you also tried to break my coworker’s wrist, and nearly did the same to mine,” you snapped back. The pain was pulsing through your hand and lower arm, and quietly you worried that they had actually broken something there. You did not need a hospital appointment on your schedule. Continuing to grumble to yourself, you marched from the room and towards the kitchen, Montague obediently at your heel.

“You really can’t be serious about this,” he said, watching as you pulled a first aid kit from one of the cupboards.

“Unfortunately Monty, I am serious,” you replied with a sigh.

“They tried to kill you!”

“Intimidate me? Yes. Maim me? Maybe. Kill me? No.” It was hard to pop the kit box open with one hand, but you managed with some elbow leverage. Finding the ice pack, you cracked it and laid it across your wrist, hissing as the cold began to seep into the muscle. “They said so themself. They want freedom from ‘that metal shell’. They’re stuck to the animatronic somehow, like an unwilling possession on both parties.” You could see Eclipse beginning to creep into the room, leering through the doorway. You didn’t care right now, the adrenaline of the situation petering out. “They can’t fix the animatronic themself though, or go through the process of separation. That’s where I come in.”

“You fix it, you exorcize it, and Eclipse goes free,” Montague said with a distasteful snap of his jaw. “What stops them from slaughtering you afterwards?”

“Don’t know. We’ll get there when we get there.”

“And why keep them alive now?”

“Because they are the first entity we’ve encountered that exists like this. Aren’t you curious?” You felt the pleading bubble up without warning. Montague leveled you a firm look, one ear flicking, before he licked his nose and turned to look at Eclipse, although he still spoke to you. 

“You are an oddity,” he muttered. “If they try to kill you, I will kill them first.”

“I’ll accept that.” 

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While you needed to take a patrol soon, with your swollen wrist you had to call in sick, agreeing to make sure to check in on radio as frequently as possible. Anthony showed distinct concern at you injuring yourself so soon after getting back with the Sun animatronic, but you promised him that you’d just burnt your hand while making lunch, it was just coincidence. Eclipse was right there when you hung up the phone, grinning proudly as he whispered “Liar.”

That pretty much set the tone for the rest of the day. Books were restlessly paged through as the first mapping of Eclipse began, attempting to piece together what they were and where they’d come from. You also took the time to examine them further. The feathery ‘rays’ that decorated their head were the same burnt purple as the rest of them, with pink and purple flames rising up the middle. Where you’d thought the edges of the feathers to be burning was a trick of the light, the edges returning to a smoldering red once Eclipse relaxed. Yellow and orange fins that could expand and flare like the feathers were visible too. Eclipse themself was about as useful as expected when it came to actual research - scowling whenever you asked a question, looking in a book and tossing it to the side with a grumbled “Wrong!”, constantly fidgeting and rifling through your drawers and cupboards. There was a sense of caged energy to their movements, an irritation that kept growing whenever you provided a suggestion that turned out to be incorrect. By the time evening rolled around, you were exhausted on all fronts. 

“I’m done,” you stated, closing your latest book with a loud snap, catching Eclipse’s attention. “I am officially done for today. I am clocking out, retiring for the night.” Montague nosed at your hand, licking your fingertips gently. You ruffled his head in turn. “I’ll be fine. You look after the house, okay?”

“And me?” Eclipse slunk through the room with the presence of a malevolent shadow, the amber circles of their larger eyes gleaming unnaturally. 

“Couch,” you replied bluntly, making your way through the doorway to your bedroom. “I don’t have a guest bedroom.”

“Whatever happened to keep your enemies clos-AGH.” Eclipse stopped dead with a shout of pain, the underside of one foot sizzling as they hopped backwards. Leaning back, you gave them a smug grin of your own.

“Salt in the wood paneling,” you explained. “Does wonders for privacy against shitty demons.” 

“Language,” Eclipse snarled back. 

“Oh pardon me - incomprehensibly irritating asshole demons.” One more scowl was exchanged between yourself and the demonic entity, before you shut the door hard, cutting out the glare of the corridor lamp and letting the moonlight trickle in from your window. Pale shrouds of light guided you to your bed, where you collapsed onto the sheets and tried not to think too hard about the last twelve hours of your life.

What had you done?

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Moonlight was replaced with sunlight by the time you next stirred to life. For a brief blissful moment you didn’t remember the previous day or your restless dreams of the night, until you heard the sounds of arguing outside your door and everything came swamping back into your brain. Echoes of your wrist being sprained and claws digging into your face and neck stirred a jolt of panic to your limbs and stomach, and you barely kept from retching over the side of your bed. After a few sacred seconds to regain a sense of self, you checked the time (8:43am, you’d slept in) and got changed into everyday work clothes, arguing continuing to leak through the door. Stepping over, you took a moment to brace yourself, and unlocked the door.

“- sense of dignity or understanding-”

“Rich talk of dignity from you.”

“I have more dignity than a feather twig. You ought to make sure they don’t mistake you for a duster.”

“There won’t be any mistakes, I have made certain of that.”

Eclipse and Montague’s voices overlapped in a brief roar that filled your mind. It wasn’t until you realized that they’d stopped and your throat was hoarse that you noticed you’d started yelling back. Exhaling heavily, you looked at the pair in the kitchen before wandering towards one of the cupboards.

“Good morning,” you bluntly intoned. “Good to see neither of you decided to kill each other while I was asleep.”

“Oh please, we’re not animals,” Eclipse scoffed. Montague’s ears flattened back, but he didn’t respond to that jibe. 

“I’m going to start fixing Sunny this morning,” you explained, reaching for a bowl and mini-box of cereal and ignoring the snicker from Eclipse. “Then I have to do actual work in the afternoon. Can you keep to yourselves until then?”

“I’ll do a perimeter sweep,” Montague said. “I’ll come if you call me.”

“I will assist where I can with fixing…Sunny,” Eclipse replied, dragging out the last word like a string of bitter syrup. 

“Are you mad I’ve given him a nickname?” You turned to give Eclipse a bemused look, a weak chuckle dancing to life. Either your confusion or amusement seemed to strike a nerve, as the feathers on his head puffed up once more, dark red edges warming towards orange.

“You have not even spoken to them and yet you talk of them with fondness,” they retorted. “Your heart is too soft for the work you do, pup.”

“I think it’s perfectly soft for my work,” you replied firmly, shutting the fridge door with a slam. Shaking hands poured the milk and cereal, and you ate quickly, unwilling to spend long under Eclipse’s impatient gaze. Montague lingered in the front door’s shadow before pushing his way outside, vanishing into the dappled ground of the trees and dawn. Leaving just yourself and Eclipse in the building. 

Sat at the table, you watched as Eclipse began to drift around the room, flitting from wall to wall until you could see their shadow overlaid with yours, their body blocking the warmth of the sun from your back.

“Just us now,” they murmured, a hand reaching past your shoulder to tap on the table.

“You know that the moment I say Monty’s full name, he’ll be here and he won’t wait for me to give the command like last time,” you said bluntly. It was too early to be dealing with this sort of taunting. Eclipse’s hand withdrew, although it hesitated in drifting over the curve of your shoulder. A single claw touched on your skin, sending a shiver down your back, but was gone before any true threat could become present. 

“Brat,” Eclipse grumbled, stalking away slowly.

“Language.”

“Rude.”

You ate the rest of your breakfast in silence, obtaining a mug of coffee and carrying it through to your research room turned animatronic workshop. Sun’s frozen smile looked back at you as you wandered in, and you had to remind yourself that this wasn’t just about yourself. Sure it was a need to appease management and get a demon off your back, but now you felt compelled to bring this sunny smiling figure back to life. Setting the coffee aside, you began to work on opening up the chest cavity. Figured you would start at the ‘heart’ of the problem. 

“Oh fuck,” you muttered as you looked upon a mess of wires, half of them crisped and melted together. “This is not going to be an easy process.”

“Ew,” came Eclipse’s voice over your head, peering down over you and into the animatronic.

“Thank you for such words of inspiration. I’m going to go and get more wiring now.” Stepping away from Sun, you felt claws hook into the back of your collar.

“You can’t fix this?” Eclipse questioned, eyes beginning to squint.

“I’m trying to fix this!” you snapped back, pulling sharply away. “He needs new wiring to replace the shit that’s melted together. I can’t guarantee I’ll have the same make but that spaghetti glue mess isn’t going to be functioning by itself.” It was too early. You grabbed a swig of coffee before going to your hoard of electrical repair items, including your personal spaghetti mess of spare wires. Eclipse’s glare burned holes into the back of your skull all the while. 

It took about an hour and a half to find wires that were roughly the right sort to fit into Sun’s chassis, and then another half an hour to remove the melted wiring and fit the new ones into place. Your fingers ached from working with the raw metal tips and pliers and screws, used to manual labor but not this finicky sort with sharp points at any slipped possibility. The stress of responsibility weighed heavily on each movement, Eclipse’s presence pushing down even harder. The demon provided no assistance whatsoever, pacing around behind you and looming over to watch your progress every now and again. Sometimes they’d point out a mistake, jabbing a claw into your view and snapping “Wrong” before stepping away. One “Wrong” too many though, each one poking into your degrading patience and rising temper, nudged you to the brink and you slammed your hands down on the table.

“I’m not a fucking engineer, okay! Stop with the…the fucking lip and pointing!” you snapped.

“Watch your tongue there,” Eclipse growled, leaning onto the table with all of their hands and across the animatronic between you, their feather display beginning to flare up from agitation.

“How about you watch your fucking tongue? I get it, me fixing this gets you free, but I’m not going any faster with you prodding your way into it.”

“I’m making sure you get it right.”

“Then do it yourself, you big baby!”

“I can’t do that.” 

“Why not? You’ve got twice my hands, you’d do it twice as fast.”

“Can’t do that.” 

You rubbed your hands down your face, withholding a scream of frustration. How could one entity be so blindingly irritating? The next outburst at Eclipse began to form on your lips, when Montague trotted in through the doorway.

“We have company,” he said quickly. 

“Which means I have work to do,” you added, dropping your pliers on the table and leveling Eclipse with a harsh stare. “Want to come along and find out what I really do for a job?”