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pttwice · 3 months

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little autistic mina whose bedtime routine gets disrupted because one of the things she likes to wear to bed is missing and she has a breakdown because she's already exhausted and a little overwhelmed :(

hi hi anon!

bedtime

|| littleautistic!mina, cg!nayeon, cg!momo ||

"All done, mama. All done." Mina pushed her plate back and sank down in her seat. There were only a few carrots left on her plate and two chicken nuggets out of the five she started with. It was hard getting the little to eat on practice days since she was always so tired, so Nayeon and Momo took it as a win.

Nayeon smiled and took her plate and threw out the leftover food before putting the plate in the sink. She could worry about cleaning it after Mina was asleep since she knew the dishwashing sounds would be too much for her. "Okay, sweet pea. Let’s get you ready for bed.”

Mina nodded and quietly followed her mommy to the bathroom. She stood behind Nayeon and rested her head on her back as she yawned. Momo wiped the table down and set her and Nayeon’s plates in the sink before she joined them in the bathroom. She grabbed Mina’s toothbrush and sat two tubes of toothpaste out on the counter. “Do you want the berry flavor or the minty flavor?”

Mina thought for a moment, keeping her head against her mommy’s back. After a few seconds, she pointed to the berry toothpaste. Momo put a small drop of it on her baby’s toothbrush and handed it to her. “Start whenever you’re ready, angel.”

Hesitantly, Mina took the toothbrush and looked up at her mama. “Hold hand?”

Momo chuckled and nodded. She placed a gentle kiss on her baby’s forehead before taking her free hand. “Of course, angel. I’ll always hold your hand.”

Bedtime was always a hit or miss with Mina. Her routine stayed the same, but the ease with which they got her through it always changed. They started with teeth and Momo always held her hand as she leaned against Nayeon’s back, gently encouraging her as she brushed for two minutes. Once her teeth were clean, Nayeon would turn around to gently bring Mina in front of the sink to wash her face. If it was a tough day, like today, they would have to use an unscented face wash. Toothpaste with flavor was already a lot for Mina to handle on tough days.

Nayeon made sure to be extra careful with Mina’s face on tough days. She slowly rubbed the face wash in and made sure that her baby was as comfortable as she could be through the whole process. She wiped her face with a warm washcloth and dried it before she wrapped her in a tight hug. “We’re almost done, sweet pea. Just potty time and then getting you in your jammies before we read your story.”

Mina yawned and nodded as she barely kept herself upright in her mommy’s arms. She quickly went potty before washing her hands and following her mamas into her bedroom. Momo laid Mina’s pajamas out on the bed and dug through the drawer. Nayeon got her baby dressed as Momo continued her search.

“Did Mina’s socks get left in the laundry basket?” Momo asked as she looked up from the drawer. “I can’t find them in here.”

On hearing that her socks weren’t in the drawer and possibly lost, Mina started to whine. She always wore one of two pairs of white socks with penguins stitched on the sides. Momo knew that one pair was in the dirty clothes pile, but the other ones should have been in her drawer.

“I remember taking them out this morning and putting them in the drawer before we went to practice this morning.” Nayeon sighed and gently rubbed her baby’s back as she tried to avoid a meltdown.

Momo furrowed her eyebrows and looked through the drawer again. Mina’s whines only grew louder by the second as the long day started to really take its toll. She crouched down on the floor and put her head on her knees as she covered her ears with her hands.

Nayeon bent down behind her baby and placed her hands over Mina’s. She gently pressed down on them to make sure she didn’t start hitting herself and gently rocked her back and forth. “It’s okay, sweet pea. Mama’s going to find your socks and we’ll get you comfy and in bed.”

Mina shook her head as her mommy rocked her. She kept whining and closed her eyes. The lingering flavor of the berry toothpaste started to overwhelm her mouth and the weight of her pajamas on her body was becoming very apparent. “No socks.” She mumbled out in between her whines as she started to cry.

Momo’s heart broke as she kept searching inside the drawer. She turned out every shirt and put her arm through every pair of pajama pants the little owned. As she was about to give up and check the laundry room, she felt a lump at the bottom of one of the legs of Mina’s pajama pants.

She took a deep breath in relief and pulled the rolled-up socks out. Momo gently closed the door and sat down in front of her baby. “I found your socks, angel. Can I put them on you so we can get you in your soft bed?”

Mina barely registered her mama’s words, but ‘socks’ got through. Her whines started to quiet down as she kept crying. She nodded and sat back against her mommy, keeping her hands over her ears as Momo slid the socks on her feet.

Nayeon stood up and Momo carefully picked her baby up. She held Mina in her arms for a few minutes to try and help her calm down more before laying her down in her bed. Once Mina was tucked in, her mama on one side and her mommy on the other, she squeezed herself as far down in the covers as she could.

Mina’s head was just peeking out of the covers as she reached out for Nayeon’s hand. She brought her mommy’s hand up to her mouth and started to bite it as she tried to get rid of all the icky feelings.

Nayeon winced a bit and motioned for Momo to grab Mina’s pacifier. Normally she wouldn’t mind if Mina wanted to bite her hand, but when she was overstimulated, her bites were harder than usual. Momo reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out Mina’s pacifier that had a stuffed penguin attached to it. She handed it to Nayeon who carefully withdrew her hand from Mina’s mouth.

Mina let out a whine but quieted down once her mommy put her pacifier in her mouth. She took the penguin into her hands and let out a sigh of relief as she squeezed its flippers. She still felt overwhelmed, but the pressure from her mamas’ bodies and their warmth made her feel a little better.

Once Momo thought she was ready, she opened the book they always read to end Mina’s bedtime routine. Momo spoke softly in Japanese as Nayeon brushed her fingers through her baby’s hair.

Although they usually made it through the whole book before Mina fell asleep, Mina’s eyes closed, and her breathing evened out before they made it halfway through. Momo smiled down at her baby and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before closing the book. She set it down on the nightstand and watched her chest slowly rise and fall.

“Goodnight, Angel. Tomorrow will be easier. I promise.”

#twice agere #twice fanfic #twice fic #littleautistic!mina #caregiver!nayeon #caregiver!momo #sfw #sfw agere #sfw interaction only

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sebsxphia · 1 year

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poly!squad– I love them all equally, but I just know Jake gives the best cuddles tbh. Like when something happens like you get your period and make a mess all over the bed, Bobby and Bradley are trying to clean you up, but you are all “I want Jake 😢” and he would hold you while Bradley and Bobby clean you up and nat changes the sheets and gets you meds and a heating pad 🥹

“Baby, you gotta let us clean you up” Bradley says, trying to clean you up while Bobby gets you new jammies.

“I want Jakey” you sniffle, on the verge of tears again. You held your bunny stuffy nat got you while she was deployed in Hawaii. It was white and pink, and it held a little flower, she got “a bunny for my sweet bunny” stitched on it, with your initials stitched as well.

“I’m right here, bunny” Jake said sitting next to you on the bathtub edge pulling you on his lap. “You gotta let Bradley clean you up now, alright, bun?” Jake gave you your Peter rabbit sippy cup and some pills–the smallest ones they could find. “Mamas got the bed all fixed up for us, bun.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “And Bobby’s got another night night book to help you fall back asleep” You nodded and rested your head in his neck. Bradley finished cleaning you up, and Jake carried you back to bed. You were between Bobby and Jake, Bobby read you Peter Rabbit. Nat wrapped in Bradley’s arms, you in jakes, and your head rested on Bobby’s shoulder. The softness of the pillows, the warmness of the sheets, the sound of Bobby’s voice, and all of your caregivers helping you take away the stress of the world was enough to lull you to sleep.

I’m very sleepy so I’m not sure if any of that is coherent 🥰💐

JENNAAAAAAAA 🥺🥺🥺🥺

OH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH PLEASE 🥺 poly!squad and regressed reader and taking care of you when you’re on your period is such a comfort to me and i think about this all the time. i hope you know i’m gonna be reading this when i need it 🥺 <3

the bunny! the peter rabbit books! the peter rabbit sippy cup! it’s all so me coded and i need a peter rabbit sippy cup!

it can be so hard to be on your period when you’re regressed, for me especially, so i seriously love and appreciate this and you my love! kisses for you! 💗💗

#💌you’ve got mail #canarysposts <33 #jake hangman seresin #robert bob floyd #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #poly!squad #💐 these are for you! <33 #hangman x little!reader #bob x little!reader #rooster x little!reader #phoenix x little!reader

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barbiewritesstuff · 2 years

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Would you write a Bradley Bradshaw request where he and his civilian wife slow dance at the Hard Deck after he returns from a mission? Thanks in advance!

In your arms

-- Hope you like it :) --

Penny had texted her in a panic, her usual waitress had called out ten whole minutes before her shift and she had been left alone with a crowded bar.

Y/n had been sitting at home watching tv before that text with the dog at her feet. She had plans for the evening. Reading a shitty romance novel and falling asleep watching horror movies. Good thing she hadn't been particularly looking forward to it, because she abandoned it immediately after reading the text.

She ran all over the house, changing out of her jammies and into bar appropriate clothing, a polka dotted red dress and sneakers. She flew out of the house and into her car, and made it to the bar with time to spare.

Penny looked at her like she had hung the moon as she walked in. Y/n had to admit that she looked exhausted. The bar itself was being crowded by about thirty people trying hard to get served first. And once one was served, another one would take their place like a mythical beast of terrifying proportion and even more terrifying ability to consume alcohol. They were only one hour in, and they had started to run out of things. The whiskey was completely gone and so was the gin, but luckily the later crowd seemed to prefer draft beer. Penny had stationed herself by the till while Y/n served any and all drinks.

They held the fort for two hours before things finally started to die down.

Finally they could breathe and Y/n took a break. Her phone was on one of the bar shelves and somehow also wet enough that the home button no longer worked. Grossed out by its sticky texture, she decided not to check notifications. Rooster wasn't supposed to come back before tomorrow night anyway.

After another hour only the regulars were in. Y/n allowed herself a bathroom break and brought her bag to check the damage on her face. The sweat had all but completely removed her makeup so she wiped the rest of it off too with a makeup wipe and reapplied her mascara and lip balm. Before leaving, she sprayed on some perfume too.

Penny had started to clean things up, and Y/n grabbed a broom to work on the floor. Despite the great care and the twice daily clean of the place, nothing ever stayed clean and dust free. Penny hated that about this place. She could close it down for a week and still it would be dirty when she got back. When it wasn't sand, it was beer or peanuts and when it wasn't that, it was muddy boot prints.

Tonight, though, the newest stain was blood. It was dripping from a green flight suit, which in turn was being dripped on by Lieutenant Bradley Bradshaw's head. He looked like he had walked out of hell.

Y/n turned around and for a brief second, didn't recognise him. Until he smiled and her heart practically leapt out of her chest. She leapt into his arms and he winced.

"Sorry, I skipped the med bay to see you"

"Bradley! Come here, sit" She led him to a small booth and made him sit. Penny was already behind her with a first aid kit. Rooster removed his flight suit, and the undershirt he wore underneath. His chest was fine -- in all senses of the word -- but his neck was all scratched up and bleeding where the seat belt had cut into his skin.

"I had to eject" He said, as an explanation

Y/n stayed quiet as she poured all of her concentration into disinfecting his cut. Once done she moved to his head. Luckily it looked worse than it was. The blood had mixed with sweat and was dripping because of it. It wouldn't require stitches.

Once done, she packed up the kit and left to clean her hands. She scrubbed them well with soap and dried them on Penny's hand towels and made her way back to the love of her life. He had gotten rid of the flight suit and was just hanging around in a pair of -- very flattering -- leggings and his wife beater shirt. He was fiddling with the jukebox.

A slow jazzy song came on, and Y/n smiled.

"Recognise it?" Rooster asked with a smirk and an outstretched hand

"How can I not?" She asked "Do you think I would forget the first dance at our wedding?"

He pulled her close and she moved to rest her head against his chest. In his arms she felt safe, she felt as though the world was nothing they couldn't brave together.

She looked up at him and found he was already looking down at her. He looked so handsome in the dimmed bar light that she blushed, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his

#fanfic #rooster x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun x reader #top gun fanfiction #top gun maverick #requests #original fic

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kipowolfton · 1 month

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Small rant 🥺👉👈

whenever I take out my sewing kit and begin to sew, my parents always come outta nowhere and tell me things I need to sew

like, I'm sorry, I took out my sewing kit because I have the (not long lasting) motivation and ideas and knowledge for about 4 projects in 6 hours, I did NOT take it out so I could sew up the accidental dick hole in your favorite jammies,do it yourself. you're sixty. You've had sixty years to learn how to do a ladder stitch.

And same goes with literally walking out of my room at all

"Oh, hey! C'mere look at this dude on TV!" I'm walking the 2 steps from my room to the door in front of me, I'm going to the bathroom, no, I'm not postponing my piss to look at some "ugly" woman just because she has a nose ring.

"Do you know what palace cats are? C'mere i gotta show you an image of these things"

sir. I have the door halfway open already. IM GETTING A GATORADE FROM THE GARAGE LEAVE ME BE

"What're you doing?come put the dishes away, and then fold your laundry. You smell like shit-" IM GETTING A CHEESE STICK

"how are you? What are you doing?"

excuse me ma'am I think I have the right to take 3 steps out of my crying hole without being questioned my motives

"Where are you going? Come do (an instantly thought up otherwise unspoken list of chores because apparently i wasn't doing anything beforehand)"

bruv I'm trying to cook.

"Why are you walking so hard?" "Quit walking on your toes, I'll send you to therapy, it's real, you don't want it" "why are you walking around the kitchen?" "Quit stomping around!" "walk flat footed" "walk normal will you?" "What are you doing? Come play videogames on the TV. (Immediately leaves the house to go outside and smoke, leaving me alone)" "go take the dog out (i was walking from the Office to the bathroom to take a piss.)"

i have the right to walk across the house whenever I please! what are you the floor police??? damn

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