#because regression AUs are really cool

[azaharinflames]

Hi! Can I say something controversial?

I think I’m the only person who doesn’t feel dissatisfied with bucks queer arc.

1. 911 is not queer media, it’s trying to be or seem like it’s progressive but it is what it is at the end of the day. It just won’t show us step by step coming out arc.

2. I’ll try to put it right, not to offend anyone, because I really don’t think that ppl are wrong and have every right to a good representation.

But sometimes it feels like there are boxes to be checked? You have to do research, you have to go to places, you have to find new queer friends, you have to label yourself., you have to struggle, you have to question. And it’s starting to feel like a job interview. But all my life Ive heard that there is not one right way to be queer.

And my story is pretty much. I’m bi? Cool. Like I read a thing here or there, or go to a place if the chance occurs and I feel like it. But not on purpose. I’m out to a couple of friends and coworkers but that’s it.

I’m not sure which Kinsey scale I am (sometimes I feel like 1, sometimes like 2,and on a rare occasion like 3). But I know who I am as a person and I’ll cross any issue that comes with being queer when I cross that bridge.

Maybe it seems like projection but my point is: it’s ok to want buck to go through a journey of self discovery but lately it feels like there is only one right way to do it. (Idk maybe I’m reading into it too much) And it kinda hurts.

Hope you understood what I tried to say. English is not my first and some thoughts could be lost in translation.

Hi, Nonnie! Your English was perfect, don’t sweat it. It’s not my first language either so I get it haha but you’re more than good.

I see your point! I definitely feel like there shouldn’t be any boxes to be checked when it comes to sexuality and identifying with something. I do understand what you’re trying to say, and with that I agree.

However-

I think the main issue here (at the very least, the main issue for me) is that they did build sort of the base of something in regards of Buck questioning his sexuality further, yet we all expect nothing to come of it, because (most likely) the show won’t ever do something about it or actually explore it.

Let me explain:

-Season 7 gave us an incredibly well done arc regarding Buck’s sexuality. He went through a small phase of thinking what it meant for him but it wasn’t something he over worried about. He’s bisexual (even when that is never explicitly stated in the show), he really likes Tommy (and they made an amazing point of showing how Buck likes him because of his masculinity, and not despite of it), and he’s dating him. By the end of the season, we see him comfortably flirting with his boyfriend.

And yet-

-806 painted a weird image. Because we see a Buck who has done no research (and hey, it’s not that weird in general! But it is weird if we take into consideration who Buck is as a character), a Buck that doesn’t even know what Tommy identifies as, a Buck that seems to just have realized he’s in a queer relationship almost. A Buck that still six months in is incapable of saying out loud he’s on a date, or that he’s bi. And I’m all for being unlabeled if that’s your preference. But I don’t think that’s the message wanting to be portrayed.

The issue overall (and again, my opinion. Please don’t hesitate to correct me if you think I’m wrong), the main issue, is that it feels like Buck regressed for no apparent or good reason at all. Yes, one can go through different cycles (in life and in relationships, regardless of gender or sexuality, it’s rather normal).

The issue is that just one episode before this regression wasn’t even hinted at. And I understand they wanted the break-up to ‘hurt’ (something I maintain was unnecessarily cruel, but oh well), but it was 1. whiplash and 2. just plain bad storytelling and writing. The issue, to say it bluntly, is that 806 felt like an AU, like some badly written one-shot that did not take into consideration anything that had happened before.

Overall - I do agree we should not expect 911 to be queer media. But I don’t think the main issue was us expecting that and them failing to deliver. At the end of the day, my opinion is that they failed to deliver a good storyline and one that felt true to the character(s), and that’s why everyone is so upset still.

And yeah, I’m not ignoring everyone’s also upset because they chose to give an unfairly sad and cruel ending to a queer character that had been hated on by a group of homophobic, misogynistic assholes for months. And at the end of an already very sad week and very sad few months. Their treatment of this queer character and couple was the straw that broke the camel’s back for a lot of people.

But overall? I don’t think people were mainly mad for 911 not being queer media. They were mad because of how the show played them and how cruel it all felt.

(Sorry if my rant at any point sounded a bit aggressive btw! Not directed at you if you felt that. I’m just passionate about this lmao. Also sorry bc it got long)

anyway! Love to receive controversial takes, so thank you. my inbox is open for ranting, venting, giving your opinions (popular or unpopular ones) and even confessions!

Take care <3

ps: week was crazy, but tomorrow i promise to go over some posts i have on my drafts hehe 🫶🏻

[butchreg]

a playdate with mari ! ( 1.6k words )

requested by 🐦‍⬛ anon ! i've been really wanting to write something with the jvs especially mari so i was really excited to see this request >:J , not proofread any mistakes are on me.. yellowjackets masterlist here , upcoming list here

summary : you and your friend mari have a playdate while regressed !

tags / warnings : sfw agere , little ! gn reader , reader has a fem mama cg , little ! mari , cg ! akilah , romantic makilah ( outside of regression ) , kiddo ! reader && mari , modern au , playdates , fluff , bossy ! mari a tad , tiny almost fight

The doorbell rings, and you run to get your mama to open the door. You’re not allowed to open the door without her, a rule that typically doesn’t bother you but your friend is here! You know it’s her because you’d watched out the window as the familiar beat up SUV pulled around the corner in front of your house. “Mamaaa,” you holler, barging into her room where she’s folding fresh sheets, humming absentmindedly to herself. “Mari’s here!” you shout excitedly before she can ask what’s the matter. She checks her watch. “Crap, I’m sorry baby I lost track of time. Let’s go let her in, hm?” You nod excitedly, allowing her to guide you to the door, her hand on your back. You pull the door open a wide smile on your face. 

Mari shrieks with excitement upon seeing you, wrapping you up in a clumsy hug. “Ah ah, Mar. What’ve we talked about? Inside voice, hmm?” Akilah, her caretaker, and girlfriend outside of regression speaks to her in a gentle and patient voice. Mari pouts, shrugging, making Akilah chuckle. Your mama has you say hi to Akilah and thank her for bringing Mari before she allows you to tug Mari away into the living room, while the two caregivers stay chatting by the front door. 

Mari has a little bag with her which you curiously point to, asking her what she’s brought today. Upon this, she plops down onto the floor, dumping its contents out to show you her things. She flushes red when her well worn pacifier tumbles to the floor. “My mama can wash it off,” you begin to offer but surprisingly she shakes her head. “It’s fine… ‘M too big for it anyway,” she says, but you notice the way her eyes linger on the discarded item before she shoves it back into the bag. 

You two quickly move on, distracted by the other colorful items she’s brought over.  She’s brought her switch, and you “ooooh” at her pastel pink and yellow joy-cons. She smiles proudly, allowing you to push one of its buttons. “Can we play?” you ask excitedly. 

“Wait, I gotta show you the rest of my stuff first,” she says a little bossily. She has a half filled Mad Libs book, a beat up tree frog Webkinz, a couple solo Calico Critters, a box of crayons, and a fidget cube. A few stray blocks, bandaids, and puzzle pieces are scattered among them as well. “Cool,” you say, shrugging and turning back to her switch. “D’you think we could play now?” 

Mari looks a little upset, expecting you to be much more wowed by her treasures. “Fiiine,” she whines, putting her frog on her lap and messily scooping the rest of her things back into her bag. “We’re playing Mario Kart,” she says matter of factly, getting the game set up. You don’t protest, a big fan of Mario Kart yourself. You never get to play it! Excitedly you reach for one of the joy-cons, the yellow one. 

“No!” she yells, snatching it from you. “I wanna be yellow!” Her yell is enough for your mama to come scrambling into the room. 

“I heard shouts. What’s the matter?” 

“She took it from me!” You tell her, pointing accusingly at Mari. Your caregiver tuts, bending down to get closer to your level. A sheepish look spreads across Mari’s face, as she’s questioned. 

“Is this true?” Mari can’t meet your mama’s eyes but she nods slowly. 

“‘S mine!” she protests. “Yellow’s my favorite…” 

“I can see that,” your caregiver chuckles, taking in Mari’s beloved yellow hoodie and yellow duck socks. “But if you two want to play together, you’ll have to share. Both of you.” She looks between you two.

“I wanna share, I just don’ wanna share my yellow one…” she mumbles. “You can be this one,” she hands you the pink joy-con with a smile. You take the peace offering, already over any hard feelings you may have had a minute ago.

“Can we play now, mama?” you ask, looking up at her. 

“Can you two play nice now?” she asks. You and Mari look at each other, nodding enthusiastically. 

“Sorry,” Mari tells you. You shrug it off, getting down to lay on your stomach in front of the small screen. She follows your lead and the two of you turn your attention back to the game. 

“I want Baby Daisy!” you call.

“Okay,” she agrees. “I’m always Toad.” You giggle at that information. She elbows you playfully in response. You pick your karts before starting the race. 

Mari whines when you beat her. “I want a new kart, mine SUCKS.” You stick your tongue out at her. 

“You’re just mad I won.” 

“Nuh uh, shut up.” You shove her a bit. 

“C’mon admit it!” 

“NUH UH! It’s the kart!” She insists. “Lemme switch, I’ll cream you.” 

You blow a raspberry at her, but gracefully let her switch. To your chagrin, she does in fact cream you in the next few rounds. “Ha! Told ya!” She gleefully brags, playing the highlight reel over and over again. 

“Stop it,” you whine. “I never played that course before!” 

This time she sticks her tongue out at you. You playfully shove her a bit and she shoves back, but the two of you are giggling. You’re so engrossed in the game and each other that you don’t even notice your mama poking her head into the room. 

“Yoohoo!” She calls, chuckling at the sweet sight of the two of you. You look up, a joyful smile on your face. 

“Hi, mama!” you greet her. Mari stops laughing, sitting up, brushing hair out of her eyes and waving. 

“Hi there, kiddo. I wanted to see what the pair of you wanted for lunch. We’ve got mac n cheese, grilled cheese stuff, PB & J…” She ticks off the options on her fingers as she lists them. 

“Mac n cheese!” you holler at the same time Mari shouts for grilled cheese. You two look at each other stubbornly, neither one intending to budge. Mari folds first.

“Is it boxed kind?” Mari asks, cocking her head. 

“Yes, love. Is that alright with you?” Mari thinks for a minute. 

“Mmm, I like Kraft…” she informs the two of you, clearly still pondering. Your mama claps once. 

“Perfect, then. That’s what we’ve got.” You cheer and Mari looks satisfied enough. 

“You wanna do Mad Libs?” Mari asks, turning her attention back to you. You agree, and she delightedly pulls the book out as you turn off the switch. “You wanna go first?” she offers, holding out her jumbo box of crayons towards you. You smile, nodding. You pick out a green crayon, and she jokes that it’s “booger color” making both of you giggle a bit. 

“Umm, noun.” She spots her frog who’s been discarded a few feet away, picking him up. “Frog!” she offers. The two of you continue with the book of Mad Libs, once again getting swept up in the activity, unable to contain your laughter every time you read the silly stories. You fill them out at lightning speed, surprised when what feels like no more than five minutes later your mama calls you for lunch. 

She hands Mari her bowl first, telling you it’s because she’s the guest. Mari looks delighted at this, smiling as she thanks your caregiver. “I know I can be kinda a handful,” she says between bites. “But thanks for letting me come anyway.” Your mama chuckles. 

“You’re quite welcome, Mari. You’re welcome any time.”She reaches over to ruffle her hair, causing you to giggle and Mari to blush.  

After you eat, mama offers to put on a show for you two. Mari nods enthusiastically, and you clap excitedly. She puts on your favorite, Bluey, and your eyes are soon glued to the screen. After an episode or two of Mari animatedly talking about the show, you notice she’s gone quiet. She’s fallen asleep, making soft suckling noises despite having nothing in her mouth due to her earlier claims of being “too big” for her pacifier. 

You get up as quietly as possible so as not to disturb her, padding back into the living room where her bag remains on the floor. You carefully open it, hand closing around the soothing item. You find your mama right where you left her, washing dishes in the kitchen. 

“Mama.” You tap on her shoulder. 

“Hmm? Done with your show already, bun?” You shake your head, opening your hand. 

“Um, Mari dropped it earlier. Could you wash it please?” 

“Sure thing, bud. But why’re you asking instead of her?” 

You lift onto your tiptoes to whisper into her ear. “She said she’s too big for it but she fell ‘sleep and I think she’d like it she just don’t wanna admit it.” 

Mama nods understandingly. ”That’s very sweet of you, bunny.” She kisses your forehead before carefully rinsing the object off. 

Once it’s nice and clean she hands it back to you and you tiptoe back into the den where the show is still playing and Mari is still conked out. You cautiously reach out your hand to slip the pacifier into her mouth. Her lips welcome the object and she hums contentedly, suckling it. 

Laying back against the couch’s pillows your eyes turn back to the tv. It’s not long before your eyelids begin to droop, stomach full and Mari dreaming peacefully mere feet from you. You listen to the silly cartoon voices, watching through bleary eyes, quickly dozing off alongside your best friend.

[natslilcorner]

DadMight and Izuku (hit by a age/body regressing quirk) AU (part 4)

(i'm not a writer and English is my third language, this is just a brainrot i had to get out lol)

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When Mitsuki decided that morning to go shopping at the mall, last thing she imagined was seeing her high school best friend Inko and Toshinori- he’s-not-my-boyfriend-Mitsuki!!- Yagi  standing in front of a toy store. But that’s not really the surprising part. What made Mitsuki stop in her tracks was a very familiar someone sitting on top of the former Number One Hero’s shoulders. Someone that Mitsuki remember being a bit older in the present time, and not a toddler. Oh did she miss Izuku’s chubby cheeks though.

Suddenly Mitsuki grins and runs towards the trio waving her hand “Ohiii Inko! Good morning!”.

Both the adults quickly turn towards the voice and Inko smiles recognizing her friend. “Mitsuki! Good morning to you as well!”

Mitsuki lets Inko greet her with a hug and then nods her head to Toshinori, who nods back to her.

“Auntie!” Mitsuki raises her eyes and sees little Izuku jumping up and down on Toshinori’s shoulders, making the man hold tighter on his legs so he doesn’t fall off.

“Look who it is! Izuku, you look WAY younger since last time I saw you. You have to tell me your secret.” She says making the toddler giggle.

Inko quickly apologises and explains their little situation to her. Mitsuki hums and standing up on her toes ruffles Izuku’s hair.

“As if my kid would tell me about something like this. Usually I get my updates about Katsuki from Izuku, now I understand why he didn’t reply to my last message yesterday. Well I’m glad it’s nothing bad.”

Inko nods and looks fondly at her kid. “Imagine if also Katsuki got affected by this quirk. It would’ve been nice to see them both as babies-“ Mitsuki laugh loudly.

“Fuck NO. I’m so glad my spawn didn’t get involved in this. I no longer have the patience I once had to deal again with his tantrums. I would’ve left him at UA and let his teacher deal with his ass.” She keeps laughing making Inko sigh. “Izuku though? He was always a sweetheart. If you want me to babysit I’m down. Although from the looks of it, you BOTH look to be dealing with it well.” Mitsuki grins raising her eyebrow at the men next to them. Both Inko and Yagi blush making the blonde woman laugh even harder.

“Soooo. Family shopping?” She asks. Inko was waving her hand in front of her face trying to cool down her rosy cheeks. “Y-Yes.. we don’t know exactly when Izuku will go back to normal and staying inside the house was making Izuku cranky. Also we need some clothes and things for him.”

“I see I see.” Mitsuki nods and grins. “Yagi-san, I see you have been escorting them.” She puts her hand on her hip and looks up at the man. Toshinori’s back straights up and looks at the blonde woman in front of him. “Y-Yes m’am. I thought that because of Young Midoriya’s delicate situation it would’ve been good to have someone look out for them.”

“Yeah? Surely it’s not becaus-“

“Auntie! Auntiee! Look what Toshi-san gifted me!” Izuku starts climbing on top of Toshinori’s head to show off his new All Might plushie to Mitsuki. “Young Midoriya please don’t do that, you will fall off!” Izuku doesn’t listen to the man so Toshinori had to grab onto the little backpack that the kid was wearing to make sure Izuku didn’t fall off.

“Oh my. How kind of Yagi-san, isn’t it Izuku?” The toddler starts nodding and puts the plushie in the middle of Toshinori’s head, letting it’s little legs dangle on top of the man’s eyebrows. “Yes! Toshi-san and Mama have been playing with me all day yesterday! We played pretend and then hide and seek and then we watched some movies!”

“Reeaaallyy?” Mitsuki looks back at Inko and grins.

Inko looks away from her friend’s amused eyes. She told Mitsuki about her situationship with Toshinori and since then the blonde has been enjoying teasing her about it. She enjoyed the telenovela, as she would always call it. Inko knew she didn’t mean it in a bad way, Mitsuki was incredibly supportive of her and truly wished the best for Inko and Yagi. She would often say how she deserved someone who would really love her, and that Yagi was perfect for her.

Inko looks back at her friend currently grinning at her. “M-Mitsuki whatever you are thinking, stop.” She warns, but the only reply she gets is one of her friends mischievous laughs. “I’m not doing anything! Anyway how about we get something to eat. My treat! Izuku do you want pancakes? I know a really good store here!” Izuku starts jumping again on Toshinori’s shoulders chanting pancakes over and over again. Both Inko and Toshinori sigh.

They all follow Mitsuki to a cafè and order pancakes and some ice cream. Izuku is overjoyed filling his mouth with food and syrup.

“Izuku slow down, you are going to choke on your food!” Inko scolds him while Toshinori takes a tissue and cleans the toddler’s face from all the syrup.

Mitsuki looks at the trio and smiles fondly. Toshinori Yagi was really a good addition to their little family. Oh she couldn’t WAIT to get home and tell all the new gossip to Masaru.

For now she might as well have a little fun with it. Mitsuki grins.

“Yagi-san I didn’t know you were that good with toddlers. I know you are a teacher but teenagers and kids this small are pretty different.” Mitsuki bends her arm on the table and puts her chin on her palm.

“Me? Oh no no, I’m flattered but I honestly don’t even know what I’m doing.” He laughs. “Inko-san has been extremely helpful teaching me, but I still have a lot to learn. All I can do is support her and play with Young Midoriya when he asks.” Toshinori smiles down at the kid in question, who smiles back at him with his mouth full of pancakes.

“That’s not true, Toshinori-san! Don’t undervalue your help like that.” Inko puts her hand on his arm. “So don’t sell yourself short. For someone with zero experience as a parent, you’ve been incredible with Izuku.”

Mitsuki sees the man blushing all flustered and giggles at the scene. They are so easy to mess with.

“Izuku looks comfortable with you, so you must be doing something right, Yagi-san.” She reassures him. “I mean I guess this is good practice in case... you know.” She winks at them.

Both Inko and Toshinori stop eating to look at her.

“Huh?” Inko breaks the silence. “What do you mean?” The smaller woman tilts her head to the side frowning. She looks to the side and locks eyes with Toshinori who looks at her as much confused. Suddenly both their faces turn red, and Toshinori starts coughing while Inko waves her hands around flustered.

“Mitsuki!! What is wrong with youuu!!” Inko grabs her friend’s arm shaking her, Mitsuki burst out laughing.

Izuku looks at his mum and Toshinori confused. “Mama? Are you okay?” Inko looks down at her son still with an evident blush on her cheeks. “Y-Yes honey! Auntie Mitsuki is just pulling a prank on your mum and Toshinori-san.” Izuku tilts his head and looks at his auntie who simply grins in return.

Inko and Toshinori calm down after a bit and Mitsuki doesn’t make fun of them anymore. They all finish eating and leave the store together, Izuku holding both Inko’s and Toshinori’s hand giggling whenever the adults pick him up letting him dangle between them.

“Alright it was fun while it lasted, thanks for the entertainment.” She laughs at Inko’s scowling face and then kneels in front of Izuku. “It was such a good surprise seeing you like this Izuku.” She puts her hand on Izuku’s cheek and smiles genuinely. “Be good for your Mum and Yagi-san, alright kiddo?” Izuku nods then raises his hand and delicately pushes his fingerpad against Mitsuki’s spiky hair giggling whenever it bounces back straight.

She laughs and ruffles Izuku’s hair making the kid giggle even more. Mitsuki would be lying if she didn’t missed this. Katsuki was handful as a kid but after spending the last hours with the trio she would be lying if she didn’t missed having a kid attached to her hip.

“Alright!” Mitsuki says standing up. “I’m going now. It was nice seeing you all!” They all say goodbye and Mitsuki leaves.

Inko watches her friend leaving and sighs. She’s glad that Mitsuki was tamer than her usual self but still... She looks up at Yagi and smiles apologetically. “I’m so sorry Toshinori-san. Sometimes Mitsuki can be a bit...too much. I hope she didn’t upset you or anything.” She bows and Toshinori start panicking putting his free hand on her shoulder. “It’s ok Inko-san! I’m not upset or anything, it just.. caught me off guard that’s it.” He laughs rubbing his neck with a small blush on his cheeks.

Izuku looks up at both the adults and frowns not understanding why his Mum and Toshi-san were all red in  face. His confusion lasts short as soon as he notices a stand stall in a corner of the mall. He recognize it being one of those game stands where you play a game and win a prize, he has played one of those before and even won!

Izuku’s eyes fill with excitement and starts pulling both the adults towards it. “Look! Can I play?? Pleeeeeaseee. Please! Please! Please!” Izuku starts jumping pulling down each time both his Mum and Toshi-san, making them almost lose balance.

“Izuku, please calm down or you will make us fall!” Inko says amused and as soon as her kid calms down she looks up at the stall in front of them. It’s one of those where you pay and get a couple of balls to throw against cans to make them fall. “Izuku you already got a toy today. How about we come back another day, mh?”

But Izuku wasn’t listening to his Mum, his eyes were fixed on a particular plushie. Izuku in the past days spent so much time learning about all the new... the future heroes with Toshinori-san. So when he saw a Gang Orca plushie his interest immediately focused on that. Something Toshinori immediately noticed.

“Cmon Inko-san. One more toy won’t do harm.” He smiles down at her and looks at the man of the stall. “We’d like to play, thank you!” Izuku immediately starts jumping in place excited while Inko sighs and smiles.

“Can I try? I want to win Gang Orca!!!” Izuku grabs onto Toshinori’s shirt while jumping. The man smiles at the kid. “Of course, Young Midoriya! Just be careful.” Toshinori pays for a couple of rounds and both the adults sit down on a bench watching fondly the kid attempting to make some cans fall.

After a bit they see Izuku coming back to them with a frown on his face. Inko immediately straightens up and takes his hands as soon as he gets close. “Izuku? What’s wrong?” Izuku keeps his head low, with his chin touching his chest.

“Young Midoriya?” Toshinori puts his hand on top of the boy’s curls, a worried expression on his face.

“I’m sorry, I lost...” The adults look at each other and sigh.

“Izuku. Look up for me, baby.” Inko puts her hands on his cheeks raising his head. “I’m sorry you didn’t win the plushie you wanted. These games are hard even for adults! Hitting such a small target-“ Izuku quickly shakes his head.

“But I did hit some! They didn’t fall though, and the mister working there simply laughed and told me to try again and ask... you to pay for more rounds. But I don’t want to waste your money...”

Toshinori frowns and looks at the stall.

“Oh Izuku..” Inko’s glossy eyes match her kids and hugs him tightly. “And do not worry about the money, okay? I know when you were younger.. I mean right now you think that we are still struggling, but we are doing so much better.” She wipes with her thumb the tears from Izuku’s eyes. “I don’t think I told you but I got my University degree, you know the one you saw me study for.” She winks making the kid giggle.

“Really?? That’s so cool Mum!” While Inko cheers up Izuku, Toshinori stands up from the bench and walks towards the stall.

Toshinori looks down at the owner stall and then up to the cans positioned on the various shelves. Ahh.. of course. The oldest trick in the world. The retired hero smiles down at the stall owner and puts down on the table a couple of bills.  

Inko pushes Izuku’s hair back while the kid info dumps on her about heroes. He calmed down quickly and doesn’t look bothered by losing at the stall anymore.

“Mama! We need to watch that movie Toshi-san told me abou-“ Izuku stops rambling as soon as he feels pressure on top of his head. He raises his little arms and touches on top of his head feeling a soft material sitting on top of him.

“You got it????!!”

In front of the mother and son stands Toshinori holding two big plushies. One of Gang Orca and one of a simple golden bunny. As soon as Izuku notices the plushie from the stall he jumps off the bench and takes the plushie hugging it tighly.

“Oh my. Toshinori-san you didn’t..” Inko covers her mouth amused looking down at her even happier than before kid.

“Eh it’s ok. Young Midoriya behaved very well these days, he deserves it.” Toshinori ruffles Izuku’s hair.

“Oh by the way...” A blush pops on the man’s cheeks. “This one is for you, Inko-san. It’s pretty dumb and childish but  I hope you appreciate it anyway. But if you don’t that’s okay! Don’t wanna pressure you or anyth-“ Inko’s giggle interrupts the man’s rambling. She stands up and takes the plushie from Toshinori, her face red matching just like the man’s.

“Thank you. This is really cute, Toshinori-san... oh my it’s so warm in here.” She starts waving her hand in front of her face attempting to cool her blush down. “Izuku what do we say?” Inko looks down at her son attempting to distract herself.

Izuku gasps and runs towards Toshinori hugging his legs tightly. “Thank you, Toshi-san!!!! How did you win???” Toshinori laughs and ruffles Izuku’s hair. “How about I tell you in the car while we go back home?” The toddler start nodding vigorously making both the adults laugh.

The group leave the mall and drive towards the Midoriya’s household. At some point of the drive Izuku fell asleep, so Toshinori had to carry him and split some bags with Inko to carry into the apartment.

Once settled home Toshinori took Izuku to his bedroom leaving the kid to nap. They spent the whole morning out so he didn’t blame the kid to be tired.

Izuku’s nose itches. He scrunches it trying to make the itch go away but unfortunately it doesn’t work. He slowly opens his eyes and notices the cause of the itch. Gang Orca’s plush fur has been tickling his nose making the kid wake up. Izuku yawns stretching a bit.

He looks towards the window and sees light coming through, it was still day then. Izuku sits down on the bed letting out another yawn, when he hears them. Giggles. Were his Mama and Toshi-san playing without him?

Izuku jumps off his bed and walks towards the door. He silently opens it and pokes his head out in the hallway. Looking to his left he sees his mum and the man who has been playing with them the past days in the kitchen.

Inko has her hands on top of the taller man’s chest, while Toshinori’s were on her hips. They were dancing in circles around the kitchen table, both of them laughing happily. Izuku recognises the song playing from the tv, it was a yoghurt tv commercial that played that silly song.

Izuku smiles and covers his mouth to silence his giggles when he sees his mum accidentally stepping on Toshi-san’s toes. Then the commercial ends and they both stand still catching their breath from the dancing and laughing. Izuku puts his feet out of his room ready to join the duo when he sees his mum putting her hand on Toshi-san’s cheek and pulling him down towards her. Izuku gasps when the adults finally reach each other and kiss.

Oh.

Inko looked at the man in front of her. It was weird to love someone again after her last relationship ended so bad. At the beginning she was terrified. Bearing lots of insecurities, trauma and anxiety caused by so many events.

But Toshinori was so easy to love. It took her a while, and a couple months of therapy, to accept her feelings. Ever more to accept Toshinori’s unique courting. The man having no idea what to do , lacking a lot of experience about romance. Inko thought his attempts of flirting were the cutest thing ever, not because they were silly or very i-read-it-in-a-book-ish. But because she saw how much he tried and cared, all that for her.

Inko raises her hand and puts it on Toshinori’s cheek brushing it lovingly. Whenever he looked at her with so much fondness and care her eyes would always tear up. She truly wonders what did she do for such a blessing.

She delicately guides Toshinori’s face towards her, who immediately catches on and with a matching blush on their cheeks, they kiss. It’s simply a peck on the lips, but it’s enough to make both adult’s stomachs explode with butterflies. 

They hear a gasp and a door closing delicately. Toshinori’s back straightens and looks towards the hallway.

“Oh my...” Inko covers her mouth embarrassed and looks up at Toshinori who drops his hands from her hips and scratches his neck, red just like his face.

“Do you think he... saw us? I’m so sorry Inko-san I should’ve been more careful-“ Inko puts her hand on his arm and shakes her head. “No, it’s not your fault. I should’ve been....” She sighs and looks towards the hallway where her child’s bedroom door stays closed. Their... situationship wasn’t anything official. Both adults too scared to give it a name. They didn’t even tell anything to Izuku... the older one. Oh boy this was going to be... something.

“I’m going to go talk to him.” Inko smiles at the man next to her and walks towards the bedroom door. She takes a deep breath and enters.

“Izuku? Baby?” She looks at all the toys scattered on the floor and frowns. Putting that thought aside she looks at her kid, sitting on the floor with his back resting on the side of the bed. In his hands the plushie Toshinori won him a couple of hours earlier.

She forces a smile on her face and approaches Izuku. “Did you sleep well, Izuku? Are you hungry?” Izuku shakes his head and keeps playing with Gang Orca the plushie’s hands. Inko sighs and using the bed as support she sits down next to the boy. Getting up will be annoying, but that’s a problem for future Inko.

“What... uhm... what are you thinking about?” She pulls Izuku’s hair behind his ear.

“Mhh.” Izuku shrugs his shoulders off and keeps his eyes on the plushie.

“Okay... how about we go question to question, mh? I ask you a question and you ask me one. Do not feel embarrassed or scared ok?” Izuku looks at his mum and nods. Inko sighs and smiles.

“OK, I’ll go first. Izuku, are you upset?” The toddler hides his face in the plushie’s belly and shakes his head. Inko mentally takes a sigh of relief, both glad that her kid is not upset and that he is replying to her.

“What would you like to ask me Izuku?” The boy hums and peaks up from his plushie looking at his mum. He look at her for what feels like minutes, and then looks towards the door of his room.

“Where is Toshi-san?” He asks. Inko blushes a bit and starts nervously playing with a strand of her hair.

“Uhm, he is in the kitchen! Do... do you want me to call him?” Izuku nods and with a sigh Inko puts her hand on the bed using it as support to stand up. After a couple of attempts and multiple bone cracking sounds, Inko drops back on the floor with a scoff.

“...Mama are you okay?”

“Yes, baby.” She says with a pained groan. “Could you please cover your ears for a second? Mama has to shout.” Izuku quickly covers his ears and Inko takes a deep breath.

“TOSHIN-“ The door slams open and a worried looking Toshinori enter the room.

“Are you both okay?? Is anyone injur-“

“Everything is ok, Toshinori-san.” Inko smiles up at him. “Izuku wanted you to be here as well while we were talking.” The man looks down at both the Midoriyas a bit nervous.

“Oh! Yes... I will take a seat then.”

“Not on the floor, trust me.” Inko says with a pained expression. Toshinori nods sympathetically and sits on the bed next to Izuku.

Awkward silence fills the room once again, and both the adults look at eachother.

“Ok Izuku, we are all here. Uhm... do you want to continue with the question game or-“ Izuku quickly stands up and runs towards the shelf where all his toys were sitting. He picks up an All Might figure and sits down on the carpet starting to play with it. Toshinori looks fondly at the boy making All Might fly on top of Gang Orca. He feels eyes on himself and notices Inko staring at him with her arms crossed. Right- the conversation.

“Young Midoriya- I understand this can be.. a lot, to process. Uhm. I think it’s important we have this conversation. We can play lat-“

“Why did you and Mama kissed?” Izuku asks, and toy All Might suddenly is climbing the bookshelf next to him to rescue plushie Gang Orca currently stuck on a higher shelf.

“....”

“........”

A matching blush appear on both the adult’s faces.

“R-Right... straight to the point I see.” Toshinori looks at Inko hoping she would take lead of the conversation. She rolls her eyes and takes a breath.

“You see Izuku... for the past couple of months your mum and Toshinori-san has been... trying to know each other a bit more. Just two grownups spending some time together.” Izuku frowns but doesn’t stop playing.

“I know this must be a bit confusing for you to understand, because how young you are. Uhm... Toshinori-san has become a close friend to our family for a couple of years now. He cares about you a lot, you know.” She smiles when Izuku raises his eyes to watch his mum.

“Does that mean dad won’t come back?” The question shocked her and Inko realized how actually confusing it must be for her son. Older Izuku knows the history of his dad and what he did, but the Izuku in front of her doesn’t yet. When her son was younger she would often lie about his dad whereabouts.

Inko opens her arms and Izuku runs into her hug. She kisses his head and puts her chin on his head.

“I’m sorry Izuku. I should’ve been more careful.. so much has happened since you were this small. But you don’t know it yet. To answer your question... no. He won’t come back. And I’m sorry on his behalf for disappointing you.” She feels Toshinori’s hand squeezing her shoulder, and she is so glad to have him supporting her in this situation.

Izuku hums and hides his face in his mum’s chest hugging back.

“Does that mean you are not sad anymore?”

“....no, baby. I am not sad anymore. I haven’t been sad for lots of years. Gosh you are such a smart boy.” Her eyes wells up but she doesn’t let the tears fall. “If anything I am the happiest now. I have a wonderful and kind son, I finished my studies and have a good job... and I got blessed with a kind and thoughtful uhm..” The word remains stuck in her throat. Calling Toshinori her boyfriend. As much as it would be accurate she didn’t think it fit them considering their age.

Izuku leans back looking up first at his mum and then at the man sitting next to them.

“Mhhhhhh Kacchan once said that grownups kiss people they love. Like auntie Mitsuki and uncle Masaru... Toshi-saaan do you love my Mama?”

Toshinori’s face blows up red at the question.

“I-I...” He looks down at Inko who has hidden her also red face behind her hand. Then he looks at the boy sitting on her legs and straightens his back up.

“Yes, Young Midoriya. I love your mum a lot. She is...” Toshinori’s and Inko’s eye lock. “...extraordinary. Smart. Patient. Kind. Beautiful. Every moment I spend time with her I feel like the happiest man on this planet. You both are a gift that I will be always grateful for and that I will treasure forever if you let me.”

Inko’s tears finally fall and she moves her hand to put it on top of Toshinori’s, still placed on her shoulder.

“Toshinori-san... I feel the same. I-I was over thinking because of our ages and all, thinking it would be silly to call myself a girlfriend like some teenager...-“

“Then be my partner of life. I feel the same about the girlfriend and boyfriend thing-“ he laughs. “But if you’ll have me, it would be a honour to call you my life partner Inko-san.”

“Yes, please. I’d love to.”

Toshinori raises his hand and uses his thumb to dry the tears stuck on Inko’s eyelashes.

“Are you gonna kiss again??” Izuku asks tilting his head to the side watching them. They both giggle and Inko pulls Izuku into another hug.

“No, we won’t.” She pats her son’s head. “...What are you thinking about, Izuku?” Izuku hums and stares at Toshinori who simply smiles nervously.

“I... like Toshi-san. He is nice.. and he makes you happy, so I am happy. Also he plays a lot with me and even bought me Gang Orca!” He shoves the plushie into Inko’s face making her laugh. “ I like when Toshi-san tells me bed time story. He tells them better than you Mama, sorry.”

“Is that so... well I guess my career as bedtime storyteller is over huh.”

“Yes it is, Mama. But it’s ok because Toshi-san doesn’t know how to make pancakes, and that is a problem.”

Both Inko and Toshinori snort at the seriousness of their kid.

“He is right, I am terrible at making pancakes. I’m so sorry Young Midoriya, I will try to get better.” He plays along with the toddler.

Izuku nods and stands up going back to pick up the All Might toy left on the shelf. He runs back to Toshinori and gives him the toy, who takes it no questions asked.

“Ok... before I go make dinner... do you have any questions Izuku?” 

Izuku frowns down at his plushie and nervously starts brushing with his thumbs its soft head. The sudden change in demeanour in the boy worried a bit the adults.

“If you love my Mama.. and my Mama loves you.... does that mean that you can be my dad now?”

Inko covers her mouth with her hands and her eyes well up once again. Toshinori on the other hand... is completely speechless. Izuku noticing the reaction quickly lowers his head hiding his face in the plushie’s belly.

Toshinori stands up from the bed and kneels in front of the boy putting delicately his hands on his forearms.

“Young...Izuku. Can you please look at me?” Izuku shakes his head. Toshinori continues. “Ok.. that’s fine. I want to ask though.. would you be ok.. with me being a d-dad for you? You don’t have to call me that if you don’t want. I understand if you wouldn’t feel comfortable considering you’ve know me for a couple of days and all, I don’t want to impose anything. Just because me and your mother are in a relationship doesn’t mean you have consider me as-“

Inko delicately slaps his shoulder. “You are rambling dear.”

“Oh...sorry. Thanks. What I want to say... is that I care for you so much and I want you to feel comfortable. I will respect whatever decision you chose, okay?” He smiles when Izuku slowly raises his head and Toshinori can’t help to put one of his hands on the side of the boy’s head, pulling his curly hair back a bit.

“...can I call you Papa?” Izuku asks quietly and Toshinori finally breaks pulling his boy into a hug and letting the tears fall down.

“Of course, my boy. Thank you SO so much.” Toshinori says with a shaky voice and hides his face into Izuku’s curls never stopping thanking him. They hug for what it feels like hours, but eventually the toddler’s hyperactivity takes over and pushes away taking the All Might toy putting it back into Toshinori’s hand.

“Can we play now?? You can play with All Might! We can go to the living room!!” Izuku picks up another hero figurine, this time Present Mic’s and runs to the door. “C’mon! Present Mic is stuck on the Great Sofa Mountain! We have to rescue him! Let’s go Papa!” Izuku leaves the room.

If this is all a dream Toshinori hopes he is in a coma and that he will never wake up.

“I’m so happy.” Says Inko staring at the open door where Izuku just left. “Don’t tell Izuku but I’m gonna miss it when he goes back as a teenager.” Toshinori laughs.

“Honestly.. same. But I’m glad for this opportunity. And, I think we should tell him when he comes back.”

“Yeah. Somehow I think it will be even more nerve-racking that this.” They both nod.

“.... I’m sorry for ruining the moment but could you help me stand up? My leg fell asleep.”

Carefully Toshinori helps Inko getting up from the floor, both laughing. Once they are both standing they go towards the door, but before Inko manages to leave Toshinori quickly closes the door in front of her and leans down kissing her. “I love you.” Toshinori says against her lips.

“I love you too.” She catches his lips once again and puts her hands on his chest.

“Mamaaaaa- Papaaaaaaaaaaa- Present Mic fell behind the couch!” They hear screaming from the living room and start giggling. “We are coming! Do not move the couch by yourself!” Inko screams back and moves away from her partner.

“It was nice while it lasted.” Toshinori laughs and opens the door. Inko puts her hand on his shoulder and pulls him down so she can whisper in his ear.

“We will continue later don’t worry.” She winks and runs away blushing.

“.....”

Toshinori really was the luckiest man on the planet.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

PART 1

PART 2

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>PART 4<

[youngyoo-apologist]

When it comes to OG!Cale ships I like both OG!AlCale and OG!ChoiHan but it really depends on the scenario

For example, I like OG!AlCale in both regression aus and TBoaH adjacent timeline things because I think a huge thing I like in their dynamic is how mysterious they both are to the other party. The fun of their dynamic is them discovering more about each other and the various miscommunications they have cause of their own personalities, and I think that works very well no matter the universe.

But with OG!ChoiCale, I feel like I can really only enjoy it in TBoaH adjacent things or if they both have the memories of the first life.

To me, a big thing about OG!ChoiCale is about the life they lived together, how they hated eachother, how they both didn’t know eachother for years, how they could have spent time together during the war due to unfortunate circumstances(there not being enough people left)

Like, I think OG!ChoiCale can be such a cool dynamic, such a sad, but comforting one at the same time. It’s a little bitter how the man you thought you would hate forever became a close companion, how he’s more similar to you than your younger self woild have ever thought, but do you really hate it?

Can you really hate having a person who understands you, when so many people have died? When so many are gone?

Something about the sadness of it all, how it was tragedy that brought them against each other at first, but now it brings them together. How they could only ever grow to understand eachother because of the pain they face, the pain that they shared. At some point, can you really hate him, even until the end? After all those years? After coming to understand him? No, you cannot.

Like, it adds in extra layers when they both care about each other at some point mid-way through the war, but they still can’t really talk to eachother properly. They care, but they frustrate one another, anger each other. Choi Han doing increasingly more risky and self sacrificial things because ‘I’m a hero’ ‘I have to do it.’ ‘It is justice to save people’, despite the fact that it’s at the expense of himself

And Cale’s frustration at Choi Han’s attitude. He can never wrap his head around the fact that Choi Han destroys himself for the sake of other people, and believes it’s heroic(He knows Choi Han doesnt, he know Choi Han hates it too, but he doesn’t know what else to say to himself other than the fact that ‘it’s for the greater good’, because he will go crazy if he doesn’t)

He’s mad, but there’s some twisted sense of understanding in there too. Cale understands, because he became trash for his family, he became trash to protect them, he had to do it.

But that’s only what he thought.

He was older now, he had lost them all, and he had seen how his trash act hadn’t done anything to protect them. It only distanced him from them, and now they were gone, and he could never see them again, he could never make amends.

Cale is mad at Choi Han for sacrificing himself because while Choi Han is hurting himself, the people who he loves, and the people who love him, watch him do it over and over again and he doesn’t listen to their worried cries.

He’s mad, but he understands. It was frustrating to be on the other side, watching someone destroy themselves for the sake of others when the people who cared about them wanted the exact opposite. The only difference between him and Choi Han was that Choi Han was never a good liar, he could never hide how much pain he went through.

In a way, Cale thought it was better that way.

At some point, there is love that is there. Love that follows them, and it’s so painful because they both know the tragedy edy to it that is how they are doomed, how they can never be happy in the first time line where they knew each other.

Because as Cale and Choi Han, they can’t be happy. Not when so much has been lost, not when the world is falling apart, they may love each other, but loving each other as they are means being in a world where everything else they love is gone.

It is a cruel kind of love.

Like let’s say they do pursue these feelings, even though knowing those two I don’t think they’d ever say anything in that scenario. If they did it would probably be Cale going like:

“Choi Han, do you love me?”

Choi Han doesn’t say anything, but his silence in place of adamant refusal is enough of an answer.

“Do you love me, Cale?”

Cale doesn’t say anything either, only smiling at Choi Han with his signature, cynical and bitter smile.

He didn’t deny it either.

It was a confirmation of feelings, but unlike the confessions from romance novels and stories, the main character and lead do not end up together and live happily ever after.

They stay together, but the world around them is not happy, not at all. They are together, but not as partners or as lovers, but two people who live in their suffering because all they can do is live.

I feel like anything they do together would always have an air of melancholy to it. Maybe they kiss, once, and no more, because there is no point in making it a regular thing. Not when everything in their world will end, even if they keep on fighting for it to not be that way.

They kiss, and it’s short, but in that short moment, the world is nothing but Cale and Choi Han.

Isn’t that selfish? If it’s like this, then they could ignore how everything has gone so badly. But that is exactly why they cannot be together, there is no ignoring the reality of their situation, no matter how sweet it would be to live in a false dream and never wake up.

I like my OG!ChoiCale a little doomed.

[brucewaynehater101]

i've been chewing over the tcf!tim au a lot these past few days and this is what my brain came up with: 1. jack and janet aren't really present in tim's life- not out of choice, but out of necessity: see tim had been affected with a curse (similar to that on the tcf protagonist) that made it so that he would eventually lose anything precious to him

2. after they find out, jack and janet decide to physically distance themselves from him (though they can't bring themselves to do so emotionally) while at the same time going on archaelogical trips in hopes to find a way to solve the curse. this way they would hopefully live long enough for tim to be old enough to take care of himself before the curse took them away from him

3. in the meantime, they plopped him in gotham to hopefully slow down / weaken the curse (due to how cursed the city already is, it probably acts like fighting fire with fire or poison with poison, also you can't convince me that as rich as they were they wouldn't have chosen to settle down in any other city if they had other options) and hire a revolving door of nannies (the good ones tim gets attached to often experience unfortunate circumstances that made them have to leave their post, while the bad ones get found out and fired by his parents)

4. tim still gets attached to dick at the circus (and then dick's parents died, and tim lost dick's smile that he liked)

5. tim gets attached to batman and robin -> dick and bruce fight and the og dynamic duo fall apart

6. tim gets attached to jason -> jason gets murdered

7. tim pulls batman out of his spiral and ironically, bruce's prickliness delayed tim getting attached to him, which meant he got to stick around (until he got better, then he ended up being yeeted through time)

8. that whole lead-up to brucequest where he lost a whole bunch of loved ones in quick succession? yeah, the curses of gotham are struggling against his (quantity vs quality)

i just think this idea is neat. and tim's guilt would be growing out of control once he finds out about the curse (why didn't anyone else notice before? because everyone assumed gotham folks are just cursed in general)

it also means he gets a fun (angsty) new motivation to avoid his family post-regression: he doesn't know if the curse is still active and would target them, so he plays the asshole to ward them off so that nothing worse would happen

Well, fuck.

I do love the Good!Parents Jack and Janet in this. It's a bit hard to make Jack or Janet decent parents to Tim while also affording him the independency his character typically has.

The curse is a cool addition to the tcf!Tim au that adds more reason to Tim being an asshole. Him not knowing if he's cursed or not is a great angst plot point, especially because it would be very easy for him to find out. He knows countless magic people that could tell him. Constantine would do it quietly for a quick buck. If Tim continues to not know despite his ability to, that's because he simply didn't want to find out. Dealer's choice on whether that's because he was scared or he wanted an excuse to self-destruct (i.e. cut himself off from his support groups).

The real shitty part about curses that seem like bad luck (or that cause bad luck) is that you can't be sure what is the curse and what is life being shit. Tim will probably blame himself for every horrid thing that has happened to someone after he entered their life.

[shortmoke]

(Based on an AU that they get sent to a government built town with carriers. So it's all pretty much normal, except for the military checking their every move. So, no zombies!!)

🛻 Definitely toddler regressor, cannot change my mind

🛻 3-5 99% of the time. The other 1% is somewhere else entirely

🛻 Hyperactive (Jumping off the walls at this point, let's be so real)

🛻 LOVES talking. Not like babbling. You will hear non-stop facts about things like a rock

🛻 Are these facts true? Of course they are (or so he'd like you to believe anyway)

🛻 Trucks and cars, hands down favourite toys. If he doesn't have one in his hands, there's something wrong (not really, he's probably just tired or sick)

🛻 When he gets sick, he'll try and act all tough and not need to be babied. All of a sudden, a warm blanket and snacks are waiting for him? Never mind, maybe he's just a liar

🛻 Indecisive. Like it gets real bad sometimes. Other days he's pretty independent and choosing many things for himself. He's a total flip-flop when it comes to this

🛻 His first ever involuntary regression after trying it was SCARY. He had a nightmare about what happened over the past few weeks and began to cry. He was trying to be a big kid and tough it out.

🛻 Once he calmed down he went to get some water, cause his throat was dry. Safe to say he dropped a glass cup on accident. It wasn't his fault! It was cups.

🛻 Still after that he was a bit rattled, not being able to hold things properly was NOT fun. He's still sometimes like that but it's more rare the more often he regresses

🛻 Holds onto your sleeve or pinky or just follows you around. If he likes you enough he'll follow you around. He's playing with blocks and your heading to the kitchen? Well those blocks weren't very interesting anyways

🛻 Oh you like this? So does he (he probably doesn't understand it half the time he just wants to be there)

🛻 May or may not be the reason for very silly rules around the house

🛻 On calm days where he isn't causing his own mayhem or accidental destruction, he's sitting on the floor colouring, watching TV. Overall just trying to be independent as possible.

🛻 Will not hesitate to try and get a treat before dinner or length the time before bedtime so he can play for a bit longer

🛻 ... may or may not have gotten in trouble for trying to manipulate people. It wasn't his fault, though, he swears!

🛻 Plays those insane games of pretend and when you do something he doesn't like, such as hitting his character with a spell (you giys were playing wizards and witches) he'l 100% be like "No, I dodged it and I ran away before you did anything else'

🛻 Not a morning person, especially when little. He just sucks it up (most days) because he gets to see his favourite person :D

🛻 When in the in-between stages of being big and little be zones out, bites at the tip of his finger (he's acting like he's chewing his nail but he's really just sucking on his thumb), fidgeting, spacing out

🛻 However, he doesn't really shut up, it gets worse when he's in the between space.

🛻 Has that somewhat obvious but somewhat not guilty looking face whenever he swears. He knows it's wrong but at the same time he's trying to be big

🛻 ... 9/10 times Nick busts him. The guy just KNOWS. Not cool :(

I loves these sm, making them feels even sillier, but it's so nice to have characters you can put your personality onto. RAHDHD

Little Ellis has my heart, luv him sm 🫶🫶

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Regarding this:

“(for his running) so he can run, but he cant do his less physically grounded running styles? he tried to do his infinity symbol run and got stopped but can still run, so he can do stage 1 running for the old games and base running for the new ones, but cant do the smear frame runs of the old or glowing runs of the new? Can he still spin dash? Cant do that mid air dash, cant double jump, cant do that target lock attack that newer games do (advancements in eggman’s armor needing more chaos to break?), can he even curl up? Thats a normal hedgehog thing, but it only makes sense with mobians due to cartoon logic, so would it be a form of minuscule “everyone has it” usage of chaos energy? If so that sucks because I definitely see curling into a ball as a form of coping for hedgehogs due to the “this makes me safe” instinct.”

As someone who has played the games, explored the lore and HEAVILY binged your au, I can help!!!

I’ve basically combined your Chronic Sonic AU with Canon so I kiiiinnnda maaaayybee sorta already connected the dots😅😅.

So, what I’m thinking, is that he’s kinda regressing back to how he was in the classics, where you couldn’t really do much in the games other than run, spin dash, and double jump, and you had to collect a certain amount of rings in order to use the chaos boost. (That last one still applies with the newer games as well, but he can do a little more in terms of chaos fueled skill sets.)

Without the inhibitors, he can do a lot more, because he has a higher flow of chaos, and with the added boost of the rings, he’s basically unstoppable as long as he keeps his health up and he takes caution. But because this is Sonic we’re talking about, he doesn’t stay careful, and he has terrible self preservation skills, so he keeps it up inside until it’s too late, which is where the aids and inhibitors come in.

Now with the addition of that, he can no longer do what he used to be able to do, he can no longer mid-air dash, can’t lock in to enemies, can’t do a bunch of cool things he learned along the years, and instead he’s back at Home Base. Now he’s back at only being able to run, jump, and spin dash. And now he can’t even boost the way he used to. I imagine that feels horrible for someone like him who loves adventure.

Sorry if this doesn’t make any sense, I’m writing this in the middle of Finals Induced Insanity. I can elaborate more if you want! I’ve been theorizing and turning your AU around in my head since I discovered it.😅

~Love, Evie

GOOD LUCK WITH FINALS!!! And dw it only doesn’t make sense to me because I have no idea what you’re talking about HGLKSDFJLSDF My brain kinda dies halfway through reading long asks a lot of the time. But thanks for taking the time to type this out! I can neither confirm no deny if this is accurate due to my lack of understanding, (i dunno if he can do the spinny-dash thing at all rn) but I’m glad y’all are having fun!

[soullessjack]

🔥 jack

oh my godddd I have so many unpopular opinions where do I even start….HOLY DISCLAIMER BATMAN!

anyways so in no particular order or tier system:

✯ i don’t think jack would wear anything feminine im sorry spn fandom. for lolz he has same-outfit-pattern-everyday autism and for serious it’s like. Really weird how fandoms tend to HC/portray non-binary amabs (and men/transmascs in general) almost exclusively as GNC or fem-presenting…like DGMW that is a real and valid form of self expression but it’s not the Only type of non-binary expression that exists. and honestly…**dare I say that most fandom/queer spaces just need to realize that queer masculinity exists and it doesn’t always have to be a matter of breaking gender norms??

** genuinely do whatever u want idc I can’t stop you i don’t want to stop you yada yada. paint his nails and put him in a skirt all u want but Please recognize patterns yall 😭

✯ more headcanon complaints (see disclaimer above ⇧) but I promise to switch it up soon. anyways every time somebody on this lil website says something along the lines of “Jack can’t handle/doesn’t like [insert violence, scary or adult-oriented thing], he prefers [soft or blatantly childlike things]” I shrivel inward like a dead spider. It’s annoying, it’s completely inaccurate to his canon personality and interests, it’s annoying ˣ2, and whether ppl wanna admit it or not—it stems from infantilization. not necessarily ableism, as infantilization is not exclusive to disabled people, but still just about the same thing.

honestly all I see of majority jack headcanons are ones that set him back to just being a child or otherwise being treated like one. for example, the one about him being able to shapeshift is pretty cool...until it just becomes about him deciding to age regress, yknow, to an age set he canonically chose not to go through, showed no desire to be in, and is more offended than anything to be considered as such. all of his interests have to be some shit like bluey or animal crossing, and he drinks apple juice from a sippy cup instead of beer. BARF.

I’ve lessened on my keyboard warring over babyjack in the past year but I have not lessened in being a hater. and I’ve said this before, but the baby-jack au already breached headcanon containment a long time ago when it’s not only so widespread that ppl take it for canon and it makes having any intelligent conversation about him nearly fucking Impossible, but it also lead to harassment and accusations of being a fucking predator, to anyone who dared find a whole grown man attractive. any potential jack ship, like jackharper? automatic grooming case to them. it’s like the fandom is just so dead set on this idea that jack really truly is a child in every aspect you can think of, and for what? if it’s just a headcanon, something you know is not part of the actual show, then don’t go Travis the Chimp levels of apeshit when you see him being treated like he is canonically 💀

unpopular opinion numero 3 which is slightly connected to 2:

✯ baby-jack and a handful of the domestic au’s are BORING (see disclaimer again ⇧), not just on a surface level to my suiting, but also because I feel like it just ..misses the point of the show?

the ragtag untraditional found family is now as nuclear and traditional as the Atomic Age. Dean and Cas are the most heteronormative “who wears the pants in the relationship” gay couple ever, Sam is demoted to the uncle that gets written out of his own family, Jack is just there to make his gay dads look cute and emphasize that they’re a gay family (while still being very heteronormative), and at least 5 of them could be found in a California gated community. everything that made any of them unique or defined their personalities is just scrubbed off, even for an AU.

so much of the later seasons focus on Sam and Dean realizing that they don’t have to make a hard splitting decision between the lives they want to live; that they can find a balance; be happy and have good things—namely families—without giving up hunting (and vice versa, that they can have hunting without giving up on family or happiness). everybody loves the gay hunters from S10(?12?) and what they represented for Dean, but I almost never see that be put into practice in the fandom.

THEY’RE ALREADY DOMESTIC!!! AND WITH THAT PERFECT BALANCE!!!! Season 13 quite literally gave Team Free Will a surrogate son to raise and established them as a family; highly untraditional, largely dysfunctional, overall not fitting of a family family, and yet they are a family still. Dean wears an apron and cooks and bakes for everyone; he built himself a man cave and established two separate family night events that they all ritually keep up; Sam has a morning jogging routine and visits his girlfriend every so often; Jack was taught how to drive, has normal chores like washing dishes, and gets groceries. And they didn’t just have that while fighting monsters—they had that while fighting a whole fucking archangel. Even if it did go down the gutter by the end, they still had it: domestic familial bliss and violent messy hunting without having to trade one for the other.

✯ I truly genuinely think Jack’s relationship with Dean is the best, most interesting and most misunderstood out of the three, and I also think that the problems with his relationship to Cas and Sam are hugely overlooked by the fandom—granted they are very small, especially if you’re comparing it to Dean, but they’re still there and I think we should bully Cas and Sam about it more. I shan’t elaborate because it’s 5AM and this was an impulsive add-on ❤️

✯ getting normal now…his plaid pattern jacket from the first half of Ouroboros is ugly as SHIT i have never liked it and don’t think I ever will. but I cannot deny it; he got that shit on.

✯ most unpopular opinion of all, I wanna do insane shit to his cervix 🙌

[thevindicativevordan]

Comics on this awful week?

Absolute Superman #1 - I had a grim foreboding leading up to this week that this book was going to hit hard in part because of the result of the election. I take no joy in having been correct, even though I did love this. Maybe it's the aftermath of the election, but starting this off with a clear cut Champion of the Oppressed Superman makes me extremely happy. He's willing to fight and mess those Peacemakers up, but he retains the compassion we expect from heroic Supermen. Right now all I want to read is a power fantasy story about an underdog immigrant alien going up against an evil megacorp, and this book is delivering that in spades. I like how Aaron has flipped all the major foundational pieces of Superman and positioned them in the AU as weaknesses at first. Kal's farming upbringing on Krypton was the opposite of the idealized life he had in the mainstream universe. His shield, which was a symbol of hope for Krypton in the mainline, is instead a mark of shame on Krypton in the AU. But Aaron takes that and manages to make it a source of strength regardless for Superman. Clearly his low class status on Krypton is where he gets his affinity for outcasts on Earth. He wears the symbol of laborers proudly and gives it a new meaning. It's all great stuff, and clearly Aaron has something to say about our modern reality that I think is only going to get more hard hitting with Trump's re-election.

Cool to see Lois start off as an enemy as I expected. If you're going to take all of Superman's comforts, you can't leave his iconic love interest untouched! I'm betting Absolute Lois is a daddy's girl, that older guy might even be Sam Lane, and I don't think it will be love at first sight for Supes and her. I'm freaking hyped for Brainiac to be the first villain, Brainiac desperately needs stories that do more with him beyond having him try to bottle Metropolis, and Brainiac working for a megacorp is so unlike his mainline counterpart that I want to see where this goes. Glad he has the bottles, and one of them even appears to be Kryptonian as per norm. If Brainiac is *merely* working for R&D, who is the CEO of Lazarus? Could it be Kobra as I have speculated? Ultra-Humanite? Either one would be a cool choice. Absolute DC is now 3/3, I'm totally invested in seeing where this universe goes.

My Adventures With Superman #6 - A nice heartwarming wrap up to a sadly totally overlooked mini. My guy Bloodsport makes it through alive which gives me hope he could show up in future seasons of MAWS. This ends with Clark salvaging Amazo's core and teases that Amazo might get rebuilt in a new body. S2 ended with them likewise having an intact Brainiac core. I'm thinking this mini is foreshadowing that we will have a similar situation in S3 where Lex gets his hands on the core and builds Brainiac a new body (hopefully one more like his comic or DCAU appearance).

Action Comics #1074 - Henry's art improved! I liked his depiction of Krypton anyway. I'm warming up more and more to the main plotline. While I don't love Waid's take on the Phantom Zone, his take on Krypton is closely in line with what I think Krypton should be: technologically advanced while socially regressive. I loved that Kal was acknowledged as older than his own father, really adds to the tragedy of Krypton's death to have Jor and Lara die young. Kara's backup is good too, her new found robot friend makes me smile. No clue what's going on still!

Aliens vs. Avengers #2 - Not as full of twists as the first issue, but still prime Hickman.

Ultimates #6 - Wow I was completely wrong about who gets killed. Tony?!? I don't buy that he will stay dead mind you, but I did not see that coming. Alright my guess is either we're going to get an "Ultimate Vision" based on Tony's brainwaves, or that DoomReed is going to use the Immortus Engine to change Tony's fate.

[puddinpuppi]

After Hours

Summary: (I will be honest, it will kinda be based on my farm/farmer who owns a cat ! so if you own a dog i apologize) After a long day of work, you and your carers decide to unwind. They decide to help you regress, choosing to watch a couple of movies!

Fandom: Stardew Valley

Character(s): Alex, Sebastian

Pronouns: He/Him

Age(s): 5-6

Nickname(s): Bub, Hon, Kiddo

Category: Comfort no Hurt

Type: Small Fic

POV: Second (You)

💫 age regression is not a kink. it is a state when a person mentally reverts to a child. all of my fics will involve the au where age regression is known.

a/n: i changed my identity half way into this... do you like it ! :3 do you, do you, do you!! :3 i also almost finished this fic and left the app the text someone and forgot to save... it. i had to rewrite and it came out different but it's ok :3 also im sorry if the characters are ooc :( im not that far into the game cuz i had recently just got it..

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It was almost the end of a long hot day. Only your second year at Pelican City, yet you've made a huge difference in your life. You were more relaxed and happier-- you even got yourself two spouses. Life was looking up! You had great friends who you liked to spend time with at the saloon sometimes! It was a great little community. You even found some littles like you!

Sometimes, you liked to have a little sleepover with the other tinies in the town, however, today was not one of those days. As the days got a little colder, signifying the fall season, you were working extra to harvest and take care of the crops before the season change. You wiped the sweat off your forehead and continued to take care of your crops before heading to the rest of the farm to take care of weeds and logs that might have fallen.

It was grueling, your body already feeling sore because of this extra workload. You hadn't even realized it was almost dark until Alex interrupted you from your work. "It's getting late, hm? Isn't it time to head inside?" he interrupts your task in a soft tone.

You immediately stop what you're doing to check the sun in the sky. It had gotten a lot later than you had originally anticipated. You let out a sigh and wordlessly nod. "I have to finish all this really quickly, though." you say quietly. You didn't want to have a lot of work for the last day of summer. Alex just shook his head and started to lead you inside. "I can help with this tomorrow. Tonight is time for us."

You let out a sigh and zoned out slightly, mentally running a list of tasks and chores you needed to double up on to be on track. You felt Alex's hand on your lower back, leading you as you mulled in your thoughts. Eventually, the both of you made it to your cabin, the cool air making you feel better already. "I got him," you faintly heard Alex say.

You hear soft padded footsteps come to your direction. You blink slightly, cutting back on the fuzz you didn't know was there. Sebastian gave you a soft smile and a light hug. "You feeling ok, Bub?" he asked in a soft whisper. "Yea... um what time is it?" Sebastian leans back, leaving his hands on your upper arms, grounding you. "Later than you usually will come in for the night that's for sure," he teases, "Are you sure you're okay?"

You let out a soft sigh and nod. "'m fine-- just tired I guess." You finch slightly after feeling another pair of hands hold onto you. "I think it's time for our boy to relax, hm?" you hear Alex say. You feel him hold onto your hand and lead you to the bathroom. Once you stepped in, you felt immediate warmth. The bath was filled with steaming water, infused with your favourite smell.

A small pile of clothes caught your attention. You noticed it was your favourite pair of pjs-- your softest pair. You felt your body relax slightly, mind getting slightly more fuzzier. "Now, do you want help or can you do it yourself, hon?" Alex asks. It takes you a second to process the question before you nodded. You would need help as you felt yourself becoming even fuzzier.

Alex and Sebastian held a silent conversation, deciding to help you give in to your regression. Sebastian left the bathroom to set up your living room into a fort, choosing some of your favorite movies to watch after you're done with your bath. He brings out the fluffiest pillows and blankets-- all with approval from your cat, Carl.

Alex, still in the bathroom helping you wash your hair and all the ickyness away was getting splashed by you. Your hands swept the water up, the ripples mesmerizing you. Eventually you were fully cleaned and moisturized, the smell of the lotion a soft smell. He helped you dress into your pjs, the cartoon characters making you smile. You both made it to the living room. As soon as you entered, you let out a loud gasp. A fort. In the living room. With enough space for everyone! You immediately crawled in, bundling yourself up.

Alex and Sebastian looked at you with fond eyes, smiles creeping onto their faces. They both crawled in next to you, cuddling you into their sides. Sebastian held up the dvds, letting you see what he had brought out. "Which one first, kiddo?" You shyly point to Lego Batman, Alex giving a smirk to Sebastian. He hated that movie.

Sebastian just smiled back and moved to put the disc in, starting the movie. You leaned back, letting Carl into your lap. He was hard at work, kneading biscuits into your lap instantly. You giggled and watched the movie, eyes drooping slightly from sleepiness. You leaned into Sebastian's side a little more-- Sebastian giving Alex a smug glance at this --and before you yawned. The movie soon came to an emotional end, you sniffling slightly.

"How about another movie, bub?" Alex suggested. You let him pick the next one-- Turning Red. It was another sad movie however you didn't have the chance to cry as you fell asleep not even halfway into the movie. Sebastian gave you a soft look and laid you back, making sure you would be comfortable in your sleep. Carl had moved to your chest as soon as you were laid down, purring as he also fell asleep.

Both Alex and Sebastian ran their fingers through your hair, soothing any wrinkles in your face, relaxing you, and protecting you from any nightmares. They both pecked your forehead and cheek before smiling at each other. This is their boy.

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the ending is definitely a little rushed :( i'm sorry :( but i dunno. i liked how it turned out..? it made me smile atleast as i was writing it ;3 if you have any suggestions or anything please let me know !! :3

[ask-the-black-lotus-prince]

Intro.

Hello, I'm Nezha, I'm the Lotus prince and a celestial. Bigender He/She but on a slider of sorts, so some days I feel more femme other times more masc.

Recently(a few years as of now) I left the celestial realm after coming out to my dad, showed him my tattoos, and biting the shit outta his arm! Currently working with commercial vehicles like trucks, busses, and taxis because they're cool.

Got some brothers and a mom, and a dad of course but I'm very out of place in the family, they all look human and I'm over here with ribbon tails, paws, claws, petal ears and petals around my face, and some other stuff.

Mei made me join so her chat would stop asking her to give them my social media even though I havn't had one untill now. Blame Mei and her chat for how I type. And blame her for the gif up there, it was pretty and I wanted to use it.

My usual tag will be #lotus posting

If I answer asks, it'll be #lotus answers

Sometimes I just use reaction images from my favorite show and type like a kid, don't question it.

Yeah, that's it, really.

//IMPORTANT OOC:

Nezha regresses but doesn't know what it's called, when he's little, he's like 7 ish, and I'll tag those posts as #lotus bud posting/#lotus bud awnsers

NOTHING 18+! Suggestive asks are okay but will be tagged as such.

Might throw him into a Pokemon world as an event if this gets big enough.

Mod is @/entropys-universe I follow from there!

I MIGHT tie this to me and a friend's LMK/LNG crossover au!

If I do, MK and Red son will be Kai's parents, and Mei and Red son will be Nya's parents!

[ON] Means you may do the things, [OFF] means I will delete asks with them (Drawing from PKMN IRL)

(Malice pretty much just means being mean.)

Magic anon [ON] (Doing something magic related to the characters)

Mail/Unmail/Mail Malice [ON] (Giving/Taking/Sending something to hurt someone)

Dream/Dream Malice [ON] (Dreams and Nightmares respectively)

Not Lotus posting [ON] (Regular roleplay)

SHIPS THAT WILL BE MENTIONED:

Chimeria(Redson dating MK and Mei, while MK and Mei are in a QPR!) || Silktea (Spiders survived) || Freenoodles ||

AU Notes:

Tang is a spider, Spindrax's twin(both are the Spider Queen(her name's Zhizhu)'s kids)

Mei has multiple forms, including a "midway" one she loves where she's more or less an anthro lóng with hooves.

[rosieslilcorner]

oh I’ve already read that fic that you linked :)) really enjoyed it!! And I’m totally a-ok with you writing max that way as long as you are!

The first of two chapters is up !! I have written half of the second chapter and i hope for it to be up tomorrow :333

It is posted on Ao3 and i will put the first part below as a one shot !! Not gonna post the second chapter on here because it will be upsetting for most, but it will be on Ao3 :333

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66239512/chapters/170755762

CW: mentions of covid and lockdown

Modern AU Cabaret one shot featuring babyre!Emcee and CG!Sally

A couple sentences have been removed to disconnect it from the second chapter and to make it fluffy instead of impending angst !! If you want the angst version it is on ao3 :333

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Traffic buzzed outside the apartment window, tourists wandering the busy street as cars rushed by. The Emcee perched carefully on their kitchen counter, Sally sitting next to them. Em was dressed in a oversized knit sweater with bats on it, their favourite, and wore their favourite pair of bloomers to cover the pad they were wearing underneath. It was only recently that they had felt comfortable enough to engage in padded regression. The stigma around it all had put them off for a long time, but they had since realised that it was the comfort they needed to truly regress, and thus, heal.

Sally was giggling as she spoon fed Em. She loved when they regressed like this. Sure, little kiddo or toddler Emcee was great too, but something about them being oh so tiny and infant like made her smile. Maybe it's because she missed what she could have had with Cliff, or maybe part of her wishes she could slip back to that age too, but either way, she loved looking after baby Em. Emcee's favourite show, Gothetta, played quietly on the TV in the adjoining room, just loud enough for Sally and Em to hear. Gothetta made a reference to something that Sally didn't quite catch, but that Emcee clearly loved. They burst into laughter and stimmed wildly with their hands as they rocked. They looked down with slight embarrassment when they caught Sally watching, but Sally reassured them with a smile. She loved seeing Em being themself. It took so long for them to reach this point, for years Emcee had been terrified to unmask around anyone, even their closest friend. Seeing Em regress like this and stim happily and freely in front of someone warmed Sally's heart.

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It was a cool afternoon in Berlin, Em was in Sally's apartment above the club, the two of them having a good time making content for Em's social media. Lockdown had been hard on the club, as well as on Em's mental health. They had struggled to cope with the loss of the Kit Kat Club, and they spent almost all their time in their room doom scrolling. That's when they discovered there was a whole community online for age regressors like them. Age regression wasn't a new topic to Emcee. They had been regressing for a while ever since their therapist had mentioned it, but they had never heard of a whole group on social media dedicated to it. Eventually, with much encouragement from Sally, they made a blog dedicated to their age regression, and they were enjoying posting pictures and snippets of their life with their new found online friends. It got them through the height of the pandemic, and now it was their favourite hobby, even years after the lockdown ended.

[play-rough]

Although I’m a Caregiver Chuuya loyalist, I will admit that part 7 of the classification au has been my favourite so far. I’ve read the whole thing like 3 times.

I really hope we get more pre ADA stories but I will say I am excited to see more of Kunikida specifically. The fact that you characterised him as a gentle but no-nonsense caregiver is so perfect for him. Also the fact that he seems to approach taking care of Dazai from a completely different angle than Chuuya is going to be an interesting adjustment for the baby. I’ve already started to imagine a slight clash in the future between Kunikida and Chuuya as they struggle to coparent. Nothing hostile, but I like to think they’d be put off by the other at least at the beginning, and their approaches to caregiving. I like to think of a scenario where Chuuya’s with a regressed Ranpo, who mentions the time Kunikida put Dazai in time out, but his 5 year old communication skills and Chuu’s protectiveness and temper leading him to quickly jump to the conclusion that time out is something that Kunikida practices with Babyzai and goes full 👹 mode, losing his cool completely at least for a little while. Adult Dazai would probably find it hysterical that his ‘dog’ was so protective over him— only for it to lead to some fluff.

That aside, thank you for writing the classification au, it actually made me start watching BSD to begin with and it’s easily my favourite agere fic!

I’m so glad you liked it 😭 I was worried about how it would be received but thankfully mostly positive reviews haha

We will definitely get more ADA stories, I have at least two more ideas and I’m sure I’ll come up with more

I’m sure there will definitely be conflict later on. Kunikida will eventually learn Dazai did have another caregiver, but he won’t talk about him and obviously Dazai has signs of at the bare minimum emotional abuse, of course Kunikida will assume his previous caretaker wasn’t great. And I’m sure all Chuuya needs to hear is ‘Dazai’ and ‘time out’ in the same sentence before he goes ape shit 😭 they’ll work it out without having a custody battle

I’m so glad you like the series 😭🩷 it always blows my mind when i hear people started watching bsd because of it and im always wondering how skewed your expectations were 😭 Dazai isn’t the main character and Chuuya only in it for a collective 14 minutes and 28 seconds

[lubotomies]

Trick or treat!

Moho like literally everything she did

mohos literal entire reputation on my old blog when i was 13 i dedicated so much time in outing her gross bullshit and calling her out and whenever she would respond to me id go Omg stop interacting with me im literally a minor and youre a porn blog omg weirdo. Ok anyway heres a list of things moho did from the top of my head

said the n word albeit with the 'b' emojis because i guess she thought it didnt count then. also said the r slur. and many other slurs

wildly transphobic and transmisogynistic and had a 'drag' au where the entire thing was literally just el oh el men in dresses and also refused to draw trans characters when requested before caving and providing her followers with a literal caricature mocking trans men

had an orientalist islamophobic ~middle eastern~ au where tom was a belly dancer and matt was a sultan and tord was a street thief . Cool

had a whole age regression au that was supposed to be about tom age regressing due to trauma from seeing his pineapple father getting shot by a bear but mohos idea of age regression is literally physically transforming into a child and the other 3 were his caretakers except also he was in a relationship with them and called them daddy and stuff While, mind you, being a literal actual physical child

glorified EDs

every time she drew tamara black she would give her 0 black features EXCEPT give her big caricature lips . Like, cartoon fish lips. Ok

she had really scary kinks . Hope you understand

if you taught moho the metric OR imperial system i think shed actually explode because her perception of what a 2 inch height difference is is literally 2 ft

This is just from the top of my head . needless to say she was a card and scary and gross and weird but also she was literally everywhere all of the time and sometimes i see people in the modern community draw tord or edd the way she did and i get goosebumps and want to make a molotov cocktail

[ochrearia]

hi! hello! im the person from a few days ago who went off abt popr. i understand you've been busy, so i wanted to tell you myself that you and the people behind rgbfverse both inspired me to make my own AU beepers + are the reason i know who YS is. a bit after sending that ask, my best friend had me listen to silly billy and I Understand The Worms Now Holy Shit.

i don't know you, and you don't know me, but i think you (and your writing!) are pretty cool. and when a person i think is cool starts getting down on themselves, i want to help them in some way. by no means am i expecting this art to be a magic fix, but my silly little hyperfixated brain couldn't do Nothing (as strange as that may sound), and this is genuinely one of the best art pieces i think i've ever made. (i'm not usually this good at Perspective or Hats how did i DO THAT)

i figured a warm drink (i imagine it's hot cocoa) might feel nice on an especially cold day. i imagine the music notes are coming from his phone a little ways away, but you can imagine whatever fits best :3

uhhh idk what else to put here. cheers to looping silly billy for two hours and not getting tired of it SDHGJKLEHSLKJHDG

i really really hope your days get a little easier soon and i hope this art makes that weight a little lighter <3

Love when people fall victim to my bastardization of the Silly Billy it's so great (he's continued to get worse as a character the longer the Winter season goes on this is actually tragic but I feel like a lot of people regress when winter shows up so I guess!!!! Accurate but sad LMAO)

The Worms, yeah... your best friend screwed you over you had an out at any time but then you heard the song and now you cannot l e a v e it's only downhill from HERE

But hey, this is very kind of you. I guess I'm still not really used to people, making things for me? I'm usually the person who's doing that for everyone else and I do it kind of very fast so I suppose I don't stay still long enough for people to actually attempt it. I'm very much a person that. Relies on being shown. Care? I guess? Visual Learner but with emotional permanence LMFAO so this is very sweet, thank you 🧡

Energy is still lower than normal so not my. Screaming text because I don't like to fake anything but it does mean a lot to me. Been unapologetically using YS as myself lately and just in general he's very important to me (RGBFverse killed my PoPr writing motivation but not like I hadn't already written 100k words for it 💥💥💥) Holds YS in hands gently. Like a hamburger. Kisses his forehead and then violently shakes him like a dog toy

[aeroargonic]

For your age regression au with Shade and Neuro, what exactly triggers Shade to regress? And what does he do when he is upset?

I'm not actually quite sure what Shade’s triggers are. I think being openly confronted about his past is one of them, and really stressful situations are another. So losing his powers during the Tournament probably was one such example. Sometimes it's completely voluntary and he does it just because he has a chance to.

When Shade’s upset, regressed or not, he tends to pretty much shut down and go into hiding. Once he's had time to cool off, he'll be more receptive to talking.