// fkucing. iter

// fkucing. iter

( She opens her arms wide and shuffles closer, in a sort of goofy manner that's just. . . her. Once at an optimal proximity, she wraps the other in a tight, but not too overbearing squeeze. ) "Stay as long as you'd like, okay?"

Do you need a hug?

"Yeah, hahah, sorry if you were here for a super-super fun hangout like we usually have, I'm just so. . . bleh-." ( Her limbs go totally limp, exaggerating how tired she is. )

( Curled up in fuzzy, pink pajamas under her weighted blanket and cuddling a stuffed white bunny. )

"Hiya, Kage, auuugh, I'm just soooo sleepy. Today was a good day, my body's just exhausted. My arms and legs are noodles, and my brain is soup."

( BONK! ) . . . . ! ( * 😖💦 ) ( Curled forward, holding her hands to her forehead. ) "Owwch!"

( The princess's presence was calming enough for her to peacefully fall asleep mid-sentence. Eepy little red thing. . . )

Low on energy. . . so sleepy. . . bleh.

( She looks up and waves exhaustedly, maintaining a smile. )

"Bleeehhhh. . . Soooooo sleepy. . ."

Ploops next to [READER].

( Sneaking. Ever so carefully. . . until she gives a big squeeze from behind! )

It's not a waste to me, I just like to make people happy, honest!

I want to make you smile! Truly, genuinely smile, not one just to appease me. . .

She's the same as my dream man, but as a woman! Someone caring, kind, someone who'll hold my hand and call me cute nicknames, and willing to love me for who I am until the end of time!

Of course, it's not a problem to me. I'll see you in the morning.

Stolen >:)

You're welcome. There's no such thing as too nice! There's always room for more kindness in anyone's heart!

( She gently places a throw pillow under his head, then opening up the ottoman and grabbing a soft blanket, which she proceeds to tuck him under. She leaves for a short moment, going into the kitchen to fix some chamomile tea and grab an ice pack for his head. )

You go lie down on the couch here, I'll go get you something.

// Here's a little lesson in thievery

The baker nearly jumped out of her skin at the familiarish voice. She did recognize the other as a friend of a friend, so she didn't really mind him there. At least she thinks she's safe at the moment. Her face shined in the moonlight from the dried tears on her cheeks as she looked back wide-eyed.

( The baker remained in total solace for the night. This seemed to be to her own detriment however, as her solitude quickly turned to loneliness, trapped by herself and the unsavory thoughts and memories that plagued her mind. A feeling she truly hated. She lay on the couch, wrapping her arms around

( Just giving him a tight squeeze, smile present on her face. She's extra affectionate today. )

// Art is by @tygrisica.bsky.social!!

The baker didn't get the memo, she was too busy preparing for one of her favorite days of the week; #SugarCookieSunday!

"Flat? Like. . ." ( She quickly does a deadpan expression. ) "𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠." ( It doesn't take long for her lips to curl back upwards. At least she thought her mimicry was funny. )

// yoink :9

( Sniff. . . Sniff, sniff. . . ) Ohhh, there's food that's burning. . . ( * 💧 )

The baker didn't get the memo, she was too busy preparing for one of her favorite days of the week; #SugarCookieSunday!

// MIGHT be selective here

// MIGHT be selective here

‎ ( rocking back and forth. ) gone. they’re both /gone/. alive, but gone. i didn’t even get to die as my mother’s daughter. i’ve been exiled. i have nothing, and nobody. i am a stranger to them now. . . . if there is anything out there. god, please save me. ‎

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝓦𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 「 * 𝙈𝙄𝙐 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙄𝙉' 𝙄𝙍𝙐𝙈𝘼 」, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍’ 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝗔𝗪𝗙𝗨𝗟 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧 ── .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

ㅤ in truth . ㅤ

riot . me realizing i posted this on twitter but not here

"Mhm!" The baker would nod in agreement, admiring the beauty of nature surrounding the two ladies. Looking around, twisting her body back and forth while keeping her neck in the same position. She was unable to keep her body still for a brief moment, so allowing her body to swing and sway allowed

has become very mean to someone she knows is very disabled because he is not interested in her we need to get out ASAP. so if you're interested in helping gofund.me/e05d8d644 here's this. I hate asking, but it's becoming dire. we are both very chronically ill.

"Oh, okay, then. . . Well, it's nice to see you!" ( * 😇 )

( Swaying a bit as she cupped the back of the nurse's head and squeezing back with her arms. Everybody could use a tender, sentimental hug every once in a while, right? ) "My name is Ita, it's nice to meet you!"

( Blink. ) ( Blink, blink. ) "Hello!" ( Waving excitedly. )