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Between Dusk and Dawn (FNAFSB Daycare Attendant x Reader)  by t0tally_a_g0blin788
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After working in the pizza Plex ever since its opening, you get moved into the most intriguing place (according to you) in the building: the Superstar Daycare. After meeting Sunny and Moon, they begin to grow very close to you... and you, in turn, grow closer to them... But, of course, the world has other plans, and everything comes crashing down just as things were getting interesting. TW: Lots of bad words >:0
Celestial Roommates by xHowToLoveADragonx
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"So your possible roommates are already up there, I let them check it out since you were a little late..." Codie catches something. "Wait, room-mates? I thought there'd be just me and one other person?" Mrs. Simmons turns to look at her sheepishly. "Well, technically it was just one roommate. But since last week it's two now that they're separated..." she trails off. Codie frowns in confusion but the manager waves her off. "It's alright, they're very nice, I'm sure you three would get along." 'But there's only two rooms...' Picture is not mine! Cross posted from AO3
"Love Eclipse" ||  Moondrop x Sundrop by Enchanted_Squishy
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@//Angeladrewlol made the cover not my art go check them out on twitter they have really cool art!! . . This wont have a lot of smut this will be a 3rd person pov, angst will be in here! this is based off a rp i done with my friend..i will be just adding more detail and more story due to us not finishing the rp and its pretty much short. Enjoy! and tell me about it of what you think! thank you :]
My Baby (Sun/Moon x Reader) by Xmimi89eR
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From the very start, their autonomy was violently stripped bare. They were taken and held down and beaten to submission-enslaved and collared and owned. Years upon years drag, time wasted in the confinement of normalized abuse. They solemnly accepted that they'd rot away; their leg broken and long since stopped hurting, the infection slowly eating away their very own bones. It was too late for hope. It was too late for a miracle. Until it really isn't. (In which you get hit by a car, punch someone in the face, and self-sign yourself as a caretaker to two aliens.)