Ribbon 🩸

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TW ⚠️
Self harm
Angst

Once again, ill most likely never finish this so its very short....
(THIS IS A VENT AND VERY SELF INDULGENT)

~3rd person pov~
Moon and sun, the daycare attendants had recently gotten a new upgrade, their entire body was replanted and they were made to be more "realistic". Of course their designs didnt change, they were still fully made of metal and the same as before, but instead they were capable of getting more human-like injuries, why? Logic.

Anyway, everything was going normal in the daycare, sun was playing hide and seek with the kids while moon watched on the ledge of their bedroom, he often came out and played with them too, but he prefered to when it was dark. Moons legs were hanging off the ledge and his arms were in his lap, he looked down at his arms, turning his hand over. His arms were wrapped nicely in a velvet ribbon with bells hooked on, the ribbon covered his entire forearms instead of just his wrists. He rarely ever took the ribbon off, he had a secret that no one could know but himself, he knew if the secret got out to sunny, it would crush him. Sun was programmed to know about harm and self inflicted harm for just incase a child was going through that, he was programmed to properly help them, but that didnt change moons mind about telling him or not. How would sun react to his best friend struggling with it? He knew it would hurt 10x worse, mentally. Moon stopped overthinking and lightly unwrapped the ribbon, he set it to the side and stared at his damaged arm, it was littered with deep cuts, some overlaping eachother and making an "X" shape. Moon sighed, he felt disgusted in himself for doing such a thing to his beautiful body, but he also felt a glimpse of pride, almost happy with how it looked in a weird masochist kind of way. He wanted more, he felt as if the cuts werent good enough, not deep enough, just not enough. Moon stopped his thoughts and glanced around the silent daycare, sun and the children were still playing hide and seek, sun was seeking and the kids were trying their best to not make a noise. Moon figured everyone was distracted, he reached into his stomach hatch (he has one in this story) and pulled out a overly sharp blade, he couldn't remember where he got it from but it was a miracle he found it. He rested the edge of the blade on the middle part of his right arm, he wasnt no pussy so he pushed down quite hard, slicing fast a new deep cut appeared, he could see his wires poking through before it pooled up with blood, the blood soon leaking down his arm, dripping below him. It was almost like he was in a trans, before he knew it he was already adding new scars, one after another, beautiful sparkling red liquid spilling. Moon thought the sight was pretty, he loved watching his own blood leak everywhere and drip down his arm in such a delightful pattern. He had gotten so caught up in his little session that he forgot he was literally sitting on a ledge over a ballpit, the blood was dripping down into the balls, staining them slightly. Moon came back to reality and noticed his mess, his arm absolutely drenched in the substance he immediately sat up and rushed into the room behind him. Pulling out a med kit and cleaning himself up with hand towels, then securely wrapping his bleeding arm in bandages before also over lapping it with ribbon, Good as new! Moon didnt flinch once since he was used to the stinging feeling, he had learned to enjoy it. Moon felt tired, the loss of blood was enough to tire him out, even though he loses a shit ton from how addicted he is to destroying himself. He didnt think twice and flopped down on the bed he shared with sun, soon closing his eyes and lightly snoring.

Sun had soon finished finding all the kiddos all while laughing and having fun, everyone was impressed with how good of a seeker sun was, though it was just in his programming, he always made sure to go easy on them tho, its only fair! It was now freetime, the children running around like a dog that has zoomies, some playing tag or doing little activities. The fun stopped when a kid in the ballpit started calling out for sun, not in a panic but more in a confused or concerned tone. Sun skipped happily to the ballpit, he looked down at the helpless child and said "What seems to be the problem friend?"  The child pointed to the center, sun glanced over and felt a wave of shock hit him. A few of the plastic colored balls were stained with a dark red liquid, it was fresh and still oozing down. Sun anxiously looked all around trying to figure out if a child had been hurt or something awful had happened, he noticed a drop of the blood in the same spot, he looked up to see where it was coming from, thats when he realized it was coming from above him, from the ledge of his room where he jumps off daily.