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beenoeila · 2 months

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A list of underrated fics I adore.

▪️this don’t feel anything like sinking by

@dontcallmebree

A little over six weeks and his knee heals only for his breathing to act up. It may have been a handful of decades—coming up on a century, even—but he never did forget how it felt to wheeze through the night.

Steve sees it coming when Dr. Youssef tells him his lungs are taking a turn.

The year 2032 brings about the Summer Olympics, the coldest winter of the decade, and an end to Project Rebirth.

🔹 Learning to want by @luna-rainbow

Bucky is still trying to piece together his memories, but at least he now had Steve with him.

When Steve asks him if he wanted to meet with his sister, Becca, his response was, "I don't know about wants...I'll start with the shoulds."

Steve and Bucky goes for lunch with Becca. Steve and Bucky dealing with memory loss. Steve and Bucky being mutually pining idiots.

▪️better to speak or die by emilywithoutY (@between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place)

Summers in C. are as endless and hazy as when they were kids. All James wants is to play his part well enough that his mother stops looking at him with that twist of regret in her smile.

The only thing to break the sun-soaked monotony is the arrival of the new summer intern. While the rest of the household—and half the village—fawn over Steve Roger’s movie star looks and understated charm, James finds him aloof and his polite interest near unbearable.

But as they collide in vulnerable moments, the sparks of frustration ignite something neither has the power to stop.

Do you think Jonathan understood what happened that day David first stepped into his father’s court?

🔹The weapon remembers by pushdragon

The Winter Soldier finds old fantasies of Steve in his memory, and takes them for reality.

He's got two days to sort out all his mixed-up history, before he puts himself back in cryo freeze. Harder still, he's got to convince Steve to let him do it.

▪️Preberseeschießen by Ginny_Potter (@hipsterdiva)

Bucky takes his time, ignoring his comrades’ cheering and Gaiswinkler and Mariandl’s teasing. From his position, Steve only has an oblique view of Bucky’s face, which is mostly in the dark anyway – the strong line of his jaw, a smudge of grease on his cheekbone, a sweaty lock of hair curling on his forehead, his mouth pouting in concentration. Steve itches to draw him, to take out his battered sketchbook and reproduce that instant of perfect imperfection. Steve itches to touch him, push back his unruly curls, wipe away the smudge on his cheekbone, cup his face in his hands and…

Bucky breathes out and shoots. The bullet hits water… and there it is, the zapping sound of paper tearing.

The light turns on and off three times. Third circle. Just a lick out of bullseye.

The Howlies explode in cheers.

Or, the Howling Commandos play a shooting game with the Austrian Resistance and Steve has lots of unresolved feelings about himself, his new body, and his changing relationship with Bucky. In other words, comrades are comrades, angst looms, and Steve feels.

🔹Till there were no more wolves in the West

by @dharmasharks

“I’m afraid of a lot of things, Steve,” Bucky says softly.

“But this thing sticking in my heart—the part of me that’s yours? It is the best part of me. Maybe the only good part.” His rueful smile wavers. He makes a pained expression.

“What if it’s the only good part?” he asks.

Two Brooklyn boys find themselves aboard an orphan train headed west in 1854. Across farmland, war, and the lawless frontier, a childhood promise helps them find each other again.

(A Western SteveBucky retelling.)

▪️Hiraeth by ixalit

Hiraeth

noun /ˈhɪraɨ̯θ/

[Welsh] A homesickness or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that never was.

🔹Undone by justanotherStonyfan

You’d think, given everything, that if one of them were going to regress, that if one of them were going to break down, it would be Bucky.

(Set mostly after Endgame - canon deaths remain but Steve doesn't leave)

▪️But You Can Hold Me (Only 'Cause It's a Cold Night in Brooklyn) by Voylitscope_speed (@voylitscope)

This should just be two friends getting off after the burlesque show. This should just be two pals both thinking about the girl. That would probably be okay, Bucky thinks.

But then he ruins it all when he says,

"Come here," and puts a hand out to tug on Steve's shoulder.

(Or: Sometimes, Bucky and Steve lend each other a hand, literally. Bucky tries not to be weird about it, but he's always been bad at controlling his thoughts about Steve.)

🔹Midlife Crisis by profoundalpacakitten

Steve isn’t expecting much of anything from life, he’s content to coast by, letting life flow past. Get up, get dressed, get to work, get home, get to sleep, rinse and repeat.

▪️ The Magic Touch by @broodybuck

The soldier is finally free but he has one big problem, he can't finish. Until he meets a man called Steve who apparently has the magic touch.

#stucky #stevebucky #fic recs #stucky fic

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aihoshiino · 2 months

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chapter 143 thoughts!

remember when tokyo blade was the longest most drawn out arc of oshi no ko. remember when that was our metric. i want to go back to those blissfully innocent days.

This chapter falls in line with a lot of other chunks of the Movie Arc where as a standalone tidbit of the story there are things about it that I like but taken in the greater context of everything around it, I have decidedly more mixed feelings on it. This is very much "chapter 123… 2!" with all that statement implies. If you liked 123, this will probably be like crack cocaine for you but if you were hoping for a more concrete resolution to what's going on with Aqua and Ruby then you're probably in the same boat as me in terms of coming away feeling frustrated.

Lacking resolution aside, I did really like a lot of what we got in this chapter, both in terms of the twins' relationship and as individual characterisation for them both. Immediately what stood out to me was Aqua's avoidant response to… well, basically everything Ruby says up to a point. It's funny to remember that he was the one who called Ai out on avoiding important conversations and yet here he is doing the very same thing. Like mother like son, huh?

Ruby's first line is also interesting. It definitely makes sense for her to fear a separation from Gorou given that it's basically happened twice now, but her specific fear that if she doesn't affirm his existence it will simply vanish implies a certain lack of security in his presence that I think is very interesting. We haven't really gotten enough time in Ruby's head for me to really dig into what that means for her, but I'm putting a pin in it nonetheless.

Aqua's response here also lines up with my prediction last chapter that we were heading for a rejection. Even if indirectly, he spends most of this chapter trying to turn Ruby away and shut her down without actually addressing her proposition, which I really don't blame him for lmao. Free my boy. Even when he does finally give Ruby an inch, so to speak, and start playacting as Gorou, it doesn't feel at all like a sincere moment of self expression. He's indulging her with a facsimile of their old dynamic, sure, but the actual words he's saying aren't particularly encouraging.

Of course, that's not how Ruby sees things. Or rather… That's not how Sarina sees things. She spends more or less this entire chapter with no stars in her eyes whatsoever. This makes a very interesting contrast with Aqua who, even in the moments that he identifies most strongly with his past self, never loses his stars. In this chapter, "Gorou Amamiya" is never anything more than an act for him but Ruby seems to have entirely returned to being Sarina, at least in this space.

Aqua snarks about her mental age not changing and I think this is truer then you might assume - I do think Ruby goes through a bit of a regression in this chapter and I mean this in an entirely value neutral sense. If you've ever returned to a place or people that defined a certain period of your life, it's very easy to find yourself slipping back into the mindset and behaviours that characterized you at that time. The quickest and easiest example of this is probably a person who lives on their own going back to their childhood home to spend the holidays with their siblings and parents. For better or worse, a return to old dynamics means a return to that old headspace - and that's just for regular people without any reincarnation baggage in the mix.

Ruby's experiences as Sarina have always been extremely foundational to her as a person and at least as of the private audition, she is characterized as seeing herself equally as both girls. So in a situation like this where she's finally getting to see and talk to Gorou again, it makes sense for "Sarina" to have taken the lead here.

As I've talked about before, this difference in how they individually view their reincarnation and how it affects their sense of self is always something that's had the potential to cause friction between the twins and we see it here, I think. The two of them aren't quite on the same page.

That said, this is a sweet conversation. It touches on the unique position the twins are in to give each other closure in a way nobody else really can. That said, it does feel really weird that this talk just… never happened before? I guess you could argue that this is a make or break point for their relationship and it took them being really pushed to have this honest of a talk but even then, I can't think of any real reason it didn't come sooner other than "the author didn't want it to happen yet".

i do have to ask though. where did aqua get those glasses. has he been wearing contacts this entire series and we never knew??

The question of to what degree the twins should be considered the people they were before their reincarnation has been a pretty consistent subject of debate in the fandom, particularly as pertains to Aqua. Wherever you stand on the issue though, I think Aqua is right when he says the Gorou Sarina wants him to be is a person who no longer exists. Too much time has passed and way too much has happened. Even removing reincarnation from the equation, there's not a person on this earth who's the exact same as they were 20 years ago. Living changes you just as much as dying does. Even if some intrinsic, unchanging core still exists, his experiences as Aqua Hoshino have changed him way too much for the "Gorou Amamiya" Ruby wants to see to be anything more than a performance.

more absolutely goated expression work from Mengo, btw: that wonky, rueful smile when Aqua first takes off Gorou's glasses. Sooooo good.

It's also just so so good to finally get some insight into what's going on with Aqua after he's been out of focus for so long. It's also really fantastic to finally see him let his walls down a bit and admit to some of the turmoil rolling around in his head. I think this is part of why we see him slip back into a single white hoshigan here; while the stuff he's saying here is concerning, it's honest. Possibly the most honest Aqua has been for a good long while and him finally letting himself be vulnerable with someone he trusts could be a really good positive step for him.

I say could be because… well, I don't think Ruby quite has a handle on how to help Aqua here. She's not even thinking of helping Aqua after all; she addresses him (in the Japanese text) as 'sensei' over and over to an almost excessive degree. Not only that but her responses to him are a little…

The core of this talk between Aqua and Ruby is the idea that Gorou-as-Aqua has changed in a way that leaves him unable to perform the role he once played in her life, while Ruby argues that nothing has changed. And like… to a degree, both of them are right and wrong. Gorou's core values are something Aqua inherited from him and they continue to drive him. But it simply isn't true that nothing has changed. Like I said up above: twenty entire years of living changes a person even before you factor in the trauma of Ai's death and everything Aqua has done to himself and other people in the name of avenging her. But this is something Ruby is unwilling or unable to see.

More great paneling work from Mengo: When Sarina hesitantly asks if 'Sensei' likes her, there is a very pointed beat panel of Aqua's face with his eyes hidden before he pops the Gorou act back on and goes 'uhhh yeah sure'. Once again, we see 'Gorou Amamiya' as avoidance and insincerity at least in the context of this chapter. It's an act Aqua is half-heartedly putting on but to Ruby-as-Sarina, this is the miracle of their reunion happening again before her eyes. And if they're 'Gorou' and 'Sarina' right now, what happens next shouldn't be a surprise.

And… this is the part of the chapter where I stop having nice things to say. Because believe it or not, I don't mind the kiss and I think in the context of this chapter, it makes a lot of sense and it helps to have had the story finally, explicitly lay down that this is 'Sarina' pursuing 'Gorou', at least from Ruby's POV. I also really liked the framing; that clashing of tones returns again, with the double spread shoujo looking kiss ruined by Aqua's pin-eyed look of alarm and dismay. This is the moment of tension breaking transgression the series has been building up to for over 140 chapters…

And we immediately cut away from addressing it. For at least one more week. I'm going to be really honest… this fucking infuriated me! It feels like an implicit admission that this is going to be needlessly dragged out even longer even though we finally had the perfect opportunity to properly address and solidify what is even going on with Aqua and Ruby right now. It feels like cynical reaction bait. It feels like a roided up version of 123 - throwing AquRuby shippers scraps so they'll keep reading while also avoiding undeniably canonizing an incest ship to not scare off the wider audience. My man has created the Schroedinger's Cat of incest. Is the guy in the box nailing his sister or not? Well gosh, you'd better tune in next week and maybe you'll find out!!!!

In short, the lack of resolution just sucks and the fact that it really seems like we're just leaving things there and moving on to something else makes me want to scream. The Movie Arc has been such an unfocused mess for so many chapters now and this really just takes the cake. Like… remember when this was supposed to be about Ai? Remember when this was supposed to be about finally digging into her past and her private life? If half the stuff in the script is just made up then why am I even supposed to get invested in what's going on in the movie in the first place?

At this point, I just desperately want this arc to be done so we can move on. Say what you will about Tokyo Blade's pacing, but at least that was focused and cohered with itself on a week to week basis. The Movie Arc by contrast feels so far removed from any of the ideas we started with that I have no clue what to expect or anticipate from it going forwards or if I should even bother to try.

#oshi no ko #oshi no posting #chapter reviews #onk spoilers

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bengiyo · 3 months

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Perfect Propose Ep 3 Stray Thoughts

Last week, we started with Hiro, an overworked office grunt who probably works for a black company passing out on the street in exhaustion. His childhood friend Kai appeared, saying he wanted to make good on their promise to marry. Kai is dealing with his own difficulties and needed a place to stay, and has begun taking care of Hiro, going so far as to jerk him off to help him sleep once. We learned that Kai has not had an easy go of it. We left on Hiro failing to make it to the festival on time to get food with Kai.

This is such a great opening. Hiro is disappointed, and is more upset that Kai isn’t mad about this. We know that Kai was looking forward to this because he bought the fish tank, but he’s downplaying any disappointment for Hiro’s benefit. He went to the festival and got the food Hiro said he liked, but Hiro really wanted to share in an activity with Kai. I love that he’s berating himself for all the things he could have done to keep his promise instead.

Never getting over the office chairs being the same color as Hiro’s couch. It makes his home look uncomfortable.

I thought that was Tominago Kayoko’s actress for a second.

Hate that they always eat their lunches at their desks.

Not sure what the chef’s son’s beef is with Kai, but it feels personal.

I do love that Hiro is processing what’s happening with his and Kai’s reactions to all of this.

“Be conscious of it.” I will be thinking about this for the rest of the weekend. I love Kai so much. “You’re straight so I won’t cross that boundary, but you make things difficult when you show me this level of regard,” is a place I find myself in a lot.

I love when broody boys are suddenly happy. “In the end you’re going to be mine.” I love him so much.

Oh, looks like my little anxious man is going to be a drunk mess next week.

I absolutely love this show. I like that we have two adult characters that are already jaded by their circumstances and are desperately reaching out to each other as a lifeline. I love that the coworkers all immediately worried when Watari regressed back to his original self. I’m so looking forward to him confronting the idea that he “works too slowly” as he tries to face Kai. I was talking with @lurkingshan about how much she likes that BL characters are now asking for time to think instead of just rejecting someone, because for me I love that Kai accepts that “thinking about it” just means “getting used to it.” Kai asked Hiro to be conscious about his feelings. He does want to do activities with Hiro, but he’s also not going to pretend he isn’t a gay man living with the man he loves. If Hiro wants to be closer to him, Kai is going to want to be physically close to Hiro as well, even if that’s just sharing the bed and sleeping with his back to Hiro.

#Ben watches #perfect propose #japanese bl #bl series

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nottapossum · 2 months

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itty Bitty Sinners 4.1: Soap🧼

Possum: Tw: Implied childhood trauma, keeping secrets.

Lmk if I should add.

'Think I just remembered something.

I think I left the faucet running

Now my words are filling up the tub

Darling, you're just soaking in it

But I know you'll get out the minute

You notice all your fingers pruning up

I'm tired of being careful, gentle

Trying to keep the water warm

Let me under your skin

Uh-oh, there it goes

I said too much, it overflowed

Why do I always spill?' ~Soap, Melanie Martinez ♥️

~~~Vox: That night: ~~~

It was late, really late. But, Vox really needed to get at least some of this done before tomorrow.

No one would care if he didn't, not really, but he refused to let himself get behind on work.

Valentino walked into the room grunting exaggeratedly as he sat down beside Vox.

“Hey.” Vox greets, not even turning to look at him.

“Ughhhh!!!” Was the only response Vox got back.

“How is she?” Vox asks him, still going through some paperwork, the blue lights of the screens above him illuminating the room.

“She's fine. Woke up and wanted to play, so we had a dance party. She played on her ipad while I fixed her hair for the night, she ate food that kitty made for her, and after an hour of screaming and crying, I finally got her to go to sleep.” Val explains. “You really shouldn't let her sleep so late in the day, you know how she gets when she's like this.”

“Yeah, I know. She kinda just passed out, I couldn't stop it.” Vox explains.

Val hums. “Well, anyway. Kitty is watching her now. So, we won't have any more problems tonight.”

Vox wouldn't exactly call watching Velvette a problem. Actually he never would, anyday. It would be incredibly rude considering how many times she had watched him when he's in a little headspace. “Any idea what happened?” Vox asks Val.

“No, she didn't want to talk to me either.” Val says.

“Something must have happened. Usually she's so good at taking a break when she needs it.” Vox says, thinking out loud.

“Personally, I don't understand you and Velvette's insistence on acting like children when you're upset.” Valentino says. “It doesn't solve your problems, does it?”

“Oh, like you don't regress just as often as she does?” Vox mocks.

Valentino huffs. “How many times do I have to tell you, I do not regress?” Val asks.

“And how many times do I have to tell you that I'm literally the one who takes care of you when you do?!” Vox asks loudly.

“Please.” Val rolls his eyes. “Someone like me, acting like a child? Nonsense.”

Vox rolls his eyes too. “More like a deranged moth creature- oh wait, that's just everyday you. Nevermind.”

Valentino scoffs, curling his hand like a rich old woman. “Whatever, I'm going to bed.” Val gets up and starts walking away. “If you know what's good for you, you'll do the same.”

Vox rolls his eyes again.

But, Val is right, he should sleep…

But he'll sleep in twenty or forty minutes.

He's got to finish this.

It'll be fine.

~~~Charlie and Pentious:~~~

Pentious has been making good progress! Sure, he hasn't actually regressed yet, but he's at least willing to take a break from building and scheming to play Legos and watch some cartoons.

(Yesterday Charlie showed him Treasure planet, now it's all he can talk about!)

She's been writing notes, it helps her keep track of Pentious's progress.

He's doing so well, he'll get redeemed in no time!

Charlie was at her desk, trying to come up with some new ideas for Angel. He doesn't want to take the test, she can't help him with work, and he doesn't always participate in the trust exercises…

So…uhm.

She has to find something that Angel will actually enjoy and pay attention to…

What does Angel like…

Her eyes widen and she gets disturbed just thinking about it.

She'll have to think of something.

There was suddenly a small knock on the door. “Come in.” She answers.

The door creaks as her friend slivers in slowly and cautiously.

“Hi Pen!” Charlie greets enthusiastically. “How's it going?”

He doesn't answer and she looks up at the clock, realizing she was running behind on time. “Oh shoot, I'm sorry, I didn't realize what time it was.” She says, putting away her papers. Time for her and Pentious's little session.

“That's alright.” Pentious says. “I- I actually wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Of course! What is it?” She asks.

“I-” Pentious hugs himself, unsure how to say this.

“Hey, what's wrong?” Charlie asks.

“It's just- I’m sorry that…m’ no good at it.” He mumbles.

“What?” She asks.

“Regressing! I'm not good at it!” He says again. “I can't do it properly. I'll never be good at it!” He crosses his arms sadly, shrinking into himself.

“Pen,” Charlie stands up from her desk. “What are you talking about? Regression isn't something you can be good or bad at.” Charlie says. “It's just supposed to be fun and relaxing.”

“But, if I can't do it properly, what will you think of me?” Pentious asks. “You have to prove redemption works, and I'm failing you.”

“You are not failing me.” Charlie explains. “First of all, I will always think the best of you, because you are a great person.” She says.

Pentious shrugs…he doesn't think he can agree with her. If he was a great person, he wouldn't be in hell.

“And secondly, there is no right way to regress, because there's no right way to be a kid. This is supposed to be fun for you, not a pass or fail scenario.” She explains.

“Really?” Pen asks.

“Of course.” Charlie holds his shoulders and turns him to face her. “For example, some littles don't regress so much as they Age dream."

"Whats that?"

"They pretend to be a kid and have fun playing with toys and cartoons without mentally regressing to a kids mindset. It's just as valid a coping method and it can help just as much.”

Pentious hummed in response to that. "So, it's okay if I don't actually regress?" He asks.

Charlie takes his hands. "Of course it is. No matter how it works for you, no matter what you need to do to relax. I promise, it's gonna be okay.”

Pentious nods. “Okay, if you say so. Can I ask you a question?" He asks.

"Of course, you can ask me anything."

“If childhood wasn't good for me the first time, why would I want to try it again?” He asks.

Charlie's eyes widened at the question…

“Well,” She takes a deep breath. “Your childhood was supposed to be good. And because it wasn't, you have an unhealed childhood. Your brain is trying to go back to cope the only way it knows how.”

Pentious looks at her with confusion.

“Allowing yourself to be a kid again and letting yourself be vulnerable, it's like you're healing the child that went through all that, as well as the adult that has to deal with it now.”

“Does it help you?” Pentious asks.

Charlie nods. “Yeah, it does. I mean, I still have issues, it doesn't solve everything. But it helps me feel better when I'm stressed out. My self esteem improved a lot once Vaggy started taking care of me. And, I even feel like the kid inside me, who needed her parents…she feels like she has someone now who's willing to give her what she needs without…leaving her.” Charlie holds her arms with her hands.

Pentious is starting to realize that there was a lot about his own childhood he never processed…

But…he's not sure he wants to go there yet…

Maybe it's best he just focuses on the childhood he could have, and not the one he didn't.

“Can we play with Legos now?” Pentious asks.

“Of course we can.” Charlie smiles.

~~~Alastor and Niffty:~~~

Alastor walked downstairs from his tower to check in on the hotel.

He wasn't really one to engage in their antics or their friendly feely exercises (or whatever Charlie called it). But he did enjoy watching their antics, they're actually quite charming and entertaining to be around.

Suddenly he hears the pitter patter of small feet. Alastor looks and sees Niffty carrying a few pillows and blankets from the bedrooms and heading to her own.

Usually, he wouldn't question it. But, it was his job to take care of this place, so….

“Niffty dear?” Alastor asks, stopping her in her tracks, literally moving his microphone in front of her.

“Hmm?” Niffty stops what she's doing to look up at Alastor.

“What are you doing?” He asks, smiling.

The small one looks at him with the biggest eyes. “Uhmmmz…needed more.” She says.

“Needed more what?” Alastor asks.

She shrugs. “Softs.”

Alastor raises an eyebrow. “For?”

Niffty smiles and cackles like a tiny little maniac. “Tunnel!”

Alastor hums understandingly. “Ah, yes. Tunnel.” he nods. “That makes sense. But, I doubt the rest of the hotel members will be very understanding of you stealing their comforters. If you needed more, you could have just asked.” He says.

Niffty sighs. “Okay, can I pleasw have soft stuff for my tunnel?” She asks, crossing her arms in annoyance that she has to ask at all. What's wrong with stealing if it's for something important?

“Very well, but you must return the others' stuff back.” Alastor says.

Niffty stomps her foot. “Fiiiiineee!”

“Thank you.” He says.

She gathers up all the blankets, pillows, and sheets and starts to return them to their respective rooms.

A pink and gray baby blanket fell to the flooe in front of Alastor, on it were some embroidered pigs.

Didn't take a genius to figure out who it belonged to.

“Interesting.” He says, picking up the soft blanket.

Angel had walked up the stairs at that moment, and his face was showing very obvious signs of discomfort when he noticed what Alastor had.

“Angel.” Alastor smiles at him. “Is this yours?”

Angel snatched the blanket from him. “Where did you find this?”

“Niffty had it, but it's being dealt with.” He says. “She has some issues with boundaries as you should know by now.”

Angel’s breathing became heavier, honestly he's so dramatic.

“Relax, Angel. It wouldn’t benefit me in the slightest to tell anyone about this.” Alastor says. “Your secret is safe with me.”

“There's nothing to tell anyone.” Angel growls.

Alastor chuckles. “If you say so.”

“I did it, Alastor!” Niffty announces.

“Well done, my dear.” Alastor says. “We'd better be off, nice to see you, Angel.” He says, leaving with Niffty to her room to help with her tunnel.

“Now do I get the blankets please?” Niffty asks once Alastor closes the door.

“Very well, ma petite souris.” Alastor answers, summoning some blankets and pillows for her.

“Yay!!” She squeaks happily.

Alastor was prepared for that to be the end of the conversation, but as he turned to leave, Niffty appeared in front of him again.

“Will you help me with my tunnel, Alastor?” She asks.

Alastor raises an eyebrow.

“Please?!” She begs.

Alastor considers it for a moment. “Well, I suppose I could help you with it.” He says. He had nothing too important going on, and it seemed like Niffty really needed some company.

She shouted gleefully and led him to her room where her tunnel was being constructed.

Really it was a typical blanket fort, it was just longer with short rooms in between. Honestly, very well constructed for her headspace.

Niffty instructed Alastor on how she wanted the tunnel to look. Shad made a colored pencil drawing as a reference so he knew exactly what she expected

“I see.” He says.

“But, don't use magic!” Niffty says. “It ruins the fun. Except when we need more stuff for building! Or if we need cheese!”

“I will restrain myself.” Alastor promised.

And so they started construction, Alastor only used his magic to summon some tables for the long tunnel-like areas, and to summon more sheets for Niffty. Everything else he helped her build by hand.

“Yay! Tunnel!” She squeaks once it's done. “I LOVE IT!” She laughs maniacally.

“It does look quite cozy.” Alastor says.

“Come on!” Niffty grabs Alastor's hand, and she leads him through the tunnel until they reach one of the rooms.

“This is my special place.” Niffty says. This specific area of her tunnel was illuminated by a small blue firefly nightlight.

“My, this is lovely.” Alastor says.

She sits down next to him. “I am the only one allowed in this place, because it's too special for most everyone else.” She explains. “But, you can come and hide here if you want, it’s nice to have somewhere to hide.

Alastor hums. “Thank you, Niffty. That's very kind.”

“I like hiding, but if I'm hiding here and someone in the hotel finds me, that would be okay.” she says. “It's actually nice to hide someplace without worrying about who might find you.” She admits.

Alastor turns to her and frowns for a moment…it seemed as though he actually understood what she meant by that…

Knowing Niffty, she could have meant anything by it-

But Alastor felt as if he truly understood it…

Perhaps too well.

‘Honey, please. I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation for all of this-’

The memory of that dreadful day echoes in his mind.

A loud slap is heard, which causes him to jump viciously in his hiding place.

‘You better deal with that little abomination of yours, and he'd better pray I don't find him!’ A warning to his mother was given.

‘Yes, sir. It won't happen again.’ She promised.

‘It better fucking not.’ He growled.

“Alastor?” Niffty shakes his arm.

His smile returned as fast as it disappeared, he shakes his head as if it could erase the memory in its entirety. “I couldn't agree more, my dear.” He says to Niffty.

“I couldn't agree more.”

~~~Angel:~~~

Angel closes the door to his room.

He rubs his face with his beloved blanket to try and calm down.

They can't know!

They can't!

No one can know!

Ugh! Damn it, Niffty!

Alastor may not tell anyone…

But he's literally the last person here he'd tell about this.

He has to make sure no one else finds out!

But what?

He pulls out his phone and makes a call.

“Hey, bitch!” a loud voice answers, shouting with glee.

“Hey, Cher. How's it going?” Angel asks.

“Me? You sound like a wreck! What happened this time?” Cherri asks.

“Nothing, I'm fine.” Angel says.

“I am not playing this game with you tonight, Angie.” She says. “Just tell me what happened.”

“Okay, Okay. It’s just- do you know about those classification tests the hellborn take?” Angel asks her.

“Everybody knows about those.” Charri laughs, moving to a more quiet area outside the club she was in.

“Well, Charlie thinks that knowing our classification will help us get redeemed. And- it got me thinking and…I didn't take the test but everyone else did.

“What's the big deal?” Cherri asks. “You act like a baby all the time.”

“Oh, like you don't?” Angel asks.

“Not as bad as you do.” She says. “At least I can take care of myself when I'm small.”

“Oh sure.” Angel rolls his eyes.

“I guess I get it.” Cherri says. “I mean, even though I'm totally fine on my own…all the time. I don't think I could trust anyone enough to tell them about it- you know, except you- because I did.” She says.

Angel smiles.

“What if you exposed everyone else?” Cherri suggests.

“What?”

“Reveal everyone else's classifications, they'll all be so focused and humiliated that no one will even care about yours.” She says.

“I can't do that.” Angel argues.

“You can, just make sure no one else knows who did it.” Cherri explains. “Simple.”

Angel shakes his head. “Thanks for the idea, but I think I'll pass. These people are my friends, I can't just…” He sighs again.

“Angie?” She asks.

“Let's just talk about something else. How have you been doing?”

“Fine.” She says. “Living my best life.”

Angel sits on the bed and wraps himself in his blanket. It's so soft. “Yeah…”

“How's Val?” Cherri asks.

“Same old asshole.” He answers. “Tried working me to death for three days.”

“I'd jump at the opportunity to stab that guy a few thousand times.” Cherri says.

Angel nods. “If you ever get that opportunity, I at least gotta get a few hundred stabs in.” Angel says.

“Promise.” She says. Her voice becomes serious. “Angie, I thought you were doing okay there. I mean, you've moved out of the V’s stupid torture chamber, you made a connection with your weird drunk bartender friend…and adopted a snake.”

“Just because I'm doing better, doesn't mean I'm okay.” Angel says.

Cherri nods. “Yeah, that makes sense.” She says. “I just…I can always hope.”

Angel honestly wishes he could hope half as much.

“Look, I have to go, this guy has been giving me a look all night. I'm going to blow up his head.” She says. “Talk to you later.” She hangs up.

Angel sighs and sets the phone down.

What the hell is he going to do?

'I feel it coming out my throat

Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap

God, I wish I never spoke

Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap.' ~Melanie Martinez.

Possum: Hey-o! I'm aliiiveeeee!!!!!

This chapter took a bit. I decided Niffty deserved a more active plot. She deserves the world!!!! I love herrrrr!!!!

Sorry it took so long, hopefully the next won't be as bad lol

First few chapters is mostly set up unfortunately. But it'll get better, I promise.

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#ittybittysinners #ittybittysinnersq&h #hazbin hotel agere #hazbin hotel age regression #little!Pentious #little!Velvette #cg!Vox #cg!Charlie #cg!Alastor

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Regressor!Ellie Williams Headcanons

I’ve loved tlou literally forever, and I decided to finally write something about little ellie because tlou 2 remastered just released! I wanted to write about how ellie first started regressing & how the people in her life embraced that side of her. I have more of 17-20ish yr old ellie in mind, but if you only like the show there’s no major spoilers in here for season 2!

After David, Ellie was never the same again. He took the last of her childhood and innocence from her in the blink of an eye, and she was left with an unexplainable hurt that settled deep within her chest. As Joel scooped her up and pressed a kiss to her forehead after everything happened, she had a longing to feel that way when everything felt like it was too much.

Getting used to living in the safety of Jackson was tough for Ellie. She was used to being on guard for all of her life, the QZ a gruelling place to grow up for a little girl, let alone the harshness of the journey her and Joel took across the States.

She first started regressing a year after settling in Jackson. Things were different when she began to let go of the guard she constantly had up, and movie nights with Joel were one of many instances that made her feel small. When he put an old VCR that played cartoons on one night, she sat in quiet awe, eyes wide and sparkling at the images onscreen. Joel noticed, of course, his heart lifting with bittersweet memories of Sarah cross-legged in front of the TV on Saturday mornings.

Cartoons became a regular basis for the pair, and as the weeks passed Joel noticed a pointed change in Ellie. Her familiar humour and giggles, which he hadn’t heard since David, made a noticeable return. Ellie started to show up on Joel’s back porch, fingers twisting in her shirt, asking if he had found any more to watch.

As time went on, Ellie became less hesitant about this part of herself that she had tucked away for so long. Sometimes Tommy would show up to her little shed in Joel’s backyard, new Savage Starlight comics in his arms as she practically vibrated on the spot and thanked him with a hug that nearly knocked him over.

Her regression is in general is a very unspoken but known thing. Ellie doesn’t have any word for it, but as she grows into her inherent little-ness, she is always aware of how much Joel, Tommy, and Maria encourage and help her through the way she’s feeling. That’s not to say every moment is perfect— for one, she felt like Joel was watching over her too much as she got older. She started ranting to Dina about how there was some secret plot between Joel and Tommy to keep her away from Jackson’s regular patrols, and it turned out she was right.

Just because I get… That way sometimes, doesn’t mean I can’t take care of myself! You need to trust me.

Then Ellie, you need to tell me when you’re feelin’ younger. I can’t be sure unless you make it clear to me.

After a while, Ellie learned to tell Joel when she felt small. Once she was busy on her gardening shift at the greenhouses and couldn’t focus on the task at hand. Jesse was in her ear talking about Dina, the shift manager was frowning at how slow she was repotting tomatoes, and Ellie threw her gloves off and left in a frazzled hurry. She found Joel at the Tipsy Bison eating lunch, and practically threw herself into the chair across from him, crossing her arms over her chest.

I’m all— I’m all… My head’s all fuzzy today.

Joel quirked an eyebrow at her and set his fork down. Y’need some takin’ care of, then?

Ellie sunk low in her chair as if to physically escape from the conversation. If she wasn’t so conscious of how small she felt, she would’ve slid all the way down and hid under the table to get away from the fact that Joel was making her admit to her regression. … Yeah.

Ain’t you supposed to be workin’ your shift right now? C’mon girl, let’s get you back there. I’ll help and then we can read some of those comics you like so much together.

Ellie reached out and took Joel’s hand as they went back to the greenhouses together, tucking herself in close to his side. Jesse ruffled her hair upon her return, and she slapped his hand away and shot daggers at him with her eyes.

Maria and Ellie took to cooking together at times when the girl felt small but Joel was busy with town duties. Ellie wasn’t allowed to measure any ingredients—not after she assumed salt made everything taste better and dumped a whole bunch into the soup Maria left to simmer. But Maria, ever patient and kind, tasked Ellie to stir and mix whatever they cook or bake.

Ellie loves to spend time with Tommy, too. When her anxiety spikes and she’s full of energy that has her bouncing on the spot, Tommy is the best person to help her work out her energy. Little Ellie loves a good game of tag, the simplicity of chasing Tommy around outside bringing a warm and happy flush to her cheeks. Competitive in nature, Ellie really makes him run, catching on immediately if he’s let her win on purpose. She also gets very pouty and fussy when Joel refuses to join their games of tag, saying he’s too old for that kind of thing anymore.

Dina, on the other hand, brings out a softer side of Ellie when she’s regressed. Tender touches from the girl and kisses on the cheek make Ellie’s heart race, and she catches herself feeling small when she doesn’t expect to around Dina. Dina gifted Ellie a plush giraffe when they started dating, and Ellie immediately started sniffling, touched by the gesture and unaware that Dina had known about how she felt small sometimes.

Hey, hey, don’t cry. What, you don’t like it? Should I take it back? Dina had gently teased, only to be met with a teary and insistent sentence that no, Ellie loved it!

Ellie brought the giraffe to her next movie night with Joel. He wanted to cry too, but smiled warmly at her and kissed the crown of her head, pulling her into an embrace that she had gotten used to over the years.

Now ain’t that somethin’, Ellie. Y’give it a name?

Ellie gasped. You can do that?

#tlou agere #sfw agere #tlou fic #tlou #the last of us #the last of us agere #ellie williams #ellie williams headcanons #age regression #little!ellie williams

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marvelfanfics1 · 1 year

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Congratulations on 3k gorgeous you deserve it so much!, for your celebration could I possibly request something with cg!thor where little!reader has insomnia and didn’t sleep the night before so she’s really clingy and tired the next day and it’s really soft and fluffy?, if not it’s completely fine have an absolutely stunning day/night my lovely!<3

Warnings: Age Regression, insomnia, soft!Thor 🥺

A/n: Thank you so much my darling! And not me writing this at almost 3am-😭 I hope you have a good day/night <3

3k follower celebration

Thor was bouncing you around in the Avengers compound while humming some lullaby he knows from his childhood.

He was doing that for hours now because you couldn't sleep last night but he never complained or got tired, your well-being is much more important to him.

The god knows that you have trouble with sleeping and does everything he can to make you feel comforted and cared for.

You would get extremely clingy and depending on your daddy, whining or crying when he wanted to put you down even just for a second.

You sniffle and held your stuffie close, feeling guilty for keeping Thor up the whole night and not being able to leave his side.

"M sowwy" you mumbled against his shoulder.

"Shh, do not worry your pretty head, my little one. Everything is alright, I'm here for you" he assured you while rubbing your back.

You could see the sun slowly rising and jumped a little in Thor's arms when you heard someone talking.

"Good morning, Thor" Steve greeted him, noticing the tired little in the Asgardian's arms. "Rough night?"

"Just had some trouble falling asleep but that's okay, I don't mind walking around with the tiny one" Thor answered him, leaning his head against yours.

"Okay, I'll see you at breakfast then," Steve said, heading out for his morning run.

Thor got with you back to your quarters and was about to set you down on the bed but you whimper, your hold tightening around him.

"Daddy has to use the bathroom, I'll be right back," he said, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You eventually let go of him and let him put you down.

"Pwomise you come back?" you asked with your bottom lip wobbling slightly.

"I promise, my love" he smiled and went to the bathroom.

Just as he promised he came back seconds later, drying his hands on his shirt he walked over to you and got on the bed next to you.

He pulled you close and handed you your favorite paci.

"Do you want to hear a story about how uncle Loki cut Lady Sif's hair?" he asked and you smiled, nodding your head and wrapping an arm around your daddy with your stuffie squished between your bodies.

Thor was still telling the story when he noticed your slower breathing and your paci laying on his chest. He sighed in relief that you finally get some deserved rest, even if it's just for a few hours.

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twinksintrees · 2 months

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so i am absolutely obsessed with @play-rough’s classification au on ao3 and it got to the point where i needed to make a whole playlist dedicated to it, so here it is, i hope you all like it.

playlist breakdown under the cut

understand: it’s the first song on here because of @/knoxx.tbox’s animatic, it’s gorgeous and everyone should check it out. it captures the gentle, caring part of their relationship perfectly.

little space: it’s just a song about little space, i also found the line “and i start to give in/to the sin/to the sin” very fitting for dazai because of just how much he hates his little head space.

hazel: sad tired dazai vibes, it makes me think of the second fic where he stays up all night, trying to drop but can’t, and the poor baby is just so out of it. “hold me tightly” he wants chuuya to hold him so, so badly. but he can’t say that, he can never just say what he wants, so he has to wait until he drops and then he has no choice, and he hates it. but yeah it also just soft sweet comforting vibes to me.

smoke signals: this one’s weird cuz unlike most of the songs on here where they’ll apply to either dazai or chuuya, this one has a stark divide of both. the first few lines “i know i’m a freak/ripped the band aid, broke the peace/took the lock but lost the key/guess i set you free” are so dazai it hurts. he thinks he’s a freak, he hates himself for his regression, he thinks leaving and getting out of chuuya’s space and life is setting him free from dazai. but that’s not what chuuya wants, the rest of the song is all about chuuya always welcoming him back, always wanting him there when he’s upset, wanting to be there and to help him. he wants to take care of his baby and for his baby to let him.

almost home: this one just gave me very gentle sweet vibes. it also made me think of the car ride back to chuuya’s apartment after dazai bit tsu and walked back to his shipping container alone and regressed, and just chuuya lulling small dazai to sleep and holding him, happy to have his baby back.

moon river: i wanted at least one nice lullaby on here and this is what my mom would always sing me so it’s just very personal to me lmao. just picturing chuuya humming/singing it to little dazai makes me v happy.

treehouse: the childhood friends vibe. “i’m the captain/but you can be the deputy” just like, describing their bond together. the closeness, the trust, all that.

escapism: this one’s all about dazai. him wanting to be free from his pain and wanting to be free from his little space, while also using his little space to escape his pain, if that makes sense.

beautiful boy: first off this songs just makes me insane second oughhhh chuuya singing it to dazai would end me. he’s chuuya’s boy, his sweet little baby. and chuuya will always be here for him, will always keep him safe, will always do his best to quiet the overwhelming voices in his head. they’re so soft it makes me unwell.

yellow: also a chuuya one, he’d do anything for baby dazai. he would bleed himself dry if it came down to it.

i need to be alone: dazai angst. the isolating himself when he feels little space coming on. the antsy-ness, the irritability, all of that. he doesn’t want to snap at chuuya, but he doesn’t know what else to do, doesn’t know how else to handle it. so he lashes out and somehow, still, chuuya is there. he hasn’t pushed him away yet. dazai doesn’t think he can handle the day he hits his limit.

i’ll die anyway: similar vein to the above. sad dazai.

juliet: the opening verse is so dazai core to me it hurts. “but i need to understand/when I can power through/and when i need some help from you/when i should stand my ground/and when i need to just sit down/sometimes i act like i know/but i’m really just a kid” all of this speak to dazai and his relationship with chuuya, specifically with accepting his help with his little space. he doesn’t know what to do, how to handle anything, when he’s little he is just a baby. chuuya knows what to do, what will help him feel better, knows how to take care of him and make him feel good. and dazai has mixed feelings on that, because he loves chuuya and he loves his attention, but it hurts to receive sometimes, and it hurts to not know what’s going on with himself, and that chuuya knows better what to do. he feels out of control and he doesn’t like it, but he still trusts chuuya and yeah it’s a whole thing.

i’ll keep you safe: chuuya song. very straight and to the point, chuuya just wants to keep dazai safe and happy and he wants to protect him, be there for him, quiet all the bad thoughts in his head. he knows how much it takes for dazai to regress at all, and the fact that he keeps doing it around chuuya (even though sometimes it is out of either of their control) just proves a huge amount of trust and chuuya values that so deeply, and that is a bond he would never dream of betraying or breaking.

rises the moon: imma be honest this one’s just for the soft vibes. i could see chuuya humming it as a lullaby, but mostly it just made me feel soft and happy so i put it on here.

small hands. this song. this song oh my god. i love this song so much it hurts. anyway it’s chuuya talking to dazai, “if you need come build your home in me, i can’t fix what was done to you, but i’ll shield you from the rain.” it’s chuuya knowing he can’t go back and erase dazai’s past, but being here for him now. he’s here now, and he’ll be here in the future. “cause i never mind, no matter the day or time, i never mind” chuuya would do anything to be there for dazai, it’s him telling him to reach out for help, telling him it’s okay, telling him he truly doesn’t mind, he wants this. he wants to care for him, to help. “and all the anchors that they hid inside your chest/we will unravel all of the chains/toss the remnants all down the drain” the anchors and chains being the trauma mori’s instilled about little space being bad. that dazai’s not supposed to, that he just push through and push it down and be fine. it’s chuuya telling him that’s not how it works, but together we can get you to regress safely and see that it’s not bad, it doesn’t have to scary, it can even be fun sometimes. it’s the slow process of working through all that trauma. “i will be there to pick up the pieces, and keep you housed while you bend them up” literally just chuuya always trying to have dazai over. his apartment is so much better than dazai’s shipping container. like just objectively. “if you wind up in the dark again/just turn and call my name/if the fire in your chest goes out/well i’ll hold you all the same” this whole bit also makes me think of after dazai bit tsu. “if you wind up in the dark again” is dazai going back to his container alone and scared. dazai doesn’t even need to call chuuya’s name before he’s showing up to help him, even if it’s a bumpy ride getting on the same page. “well i’ll hold you all the same” goes for chuuya’s feelings towards dazai in general. he wants to care for dazai in and out of headspace, it’s just the type of care looks different depending on where dazai’s at. sometimes it’s holding him in his arms, sometimes it’s pulling him back from a ledge. sometimes it’s gently feeding him a bottle, sometimes it’s forcibly fighting him into dry, clean clothes so he doesn’t get sick. and now for my favorite line “if you need to take this out on me/well you know i won’t complain” it’s chuuya never getting angry at dazai’s outbursts in headspace, cuz he knows how hard it is, how hard his baby is trying, he just doesn’t know what else to do with his overwhelming feelings. so chuuya takes his outbursts and handles them, and he’ll never hold them against his baby, because he’s literally just a baby what else is he supposed to do but cry and lash out when he’s tired and grumpy.

tired: sad tired dazai and specifically the line “cause i’ve been eating less all day/to give my brain some extra space to think.”

coffee: I know it’s called coffee but honestly this makes me think of chuuya prepping dazai’s bottles, making sure it’s just the right temperature, the right flavors for his baby. vanilla and strawberry, something more special than just milk. it’s cute.

feb 14: honestly i just kept coming back to this song and the playlist didn’t feel complete without it but i couldn’t tell you why, i don’t have a real detailed reason for it other than vibes.

this side of paradise: chuuya not wanting dazai to feel lonely/be alone and scared while in headspace. “come be lonely with me” all that jazz. i chose the slow version cuz the og felt to fast paced and overwhelming compared to the rest of the playlist, and i this fit it better.

#i’m very normal #it’s 2 am i’ve been working on this for 3 hours lmao #anyway once this is posted i’m gonna start the series over for the 5th time #normal things normal things #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs agere #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #chuuya nakahara #soukoku #skk #sorry if any of this doesn’t make sense i barely proof read it #also it’s 2 am so i’m sleepy

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hiraya-rawr · 2 years

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When you're on your period

synopsis !! them on your blood week

note 01 !! writing this half drunk? ish will edits later

note 02 !! I tried editing it a bit but turns out, half drunk me can actually write pretty well!

characters !! diluc, kaeya, childe, zhongli, thoma

cw !! stereotypical period talk, afab reader

Diluc

Despite growing up in an all male household, I'm pretty sure Adeline and the other maids force fed him all he needed to know about how to treat a lady right on her period.

Not to be stereotypical, but he knows better than to be a spoiled brat around his childhood nannies when they were on their red weeks. That would've earned him an ear pinch and Crepus would've sided with the maids as well.

At least their efforts paid in full. Now they have the perfect gentleman and ideal bachelor for a master, except that he's a little antisocial...

Luckily, he somehow got you! Now he's in the early stages of your relationship and you're experiencing a particularly terrible period day.

We all know he's a walking heater. Just grab his big hand and place it over your abdomen! Voila! A heating pad.

It would be cute if you do it randomly too, like out in the day or in the tavern when your cramps hit and you just need a hot compress. He'll get a little flustered and confused until he realizes 'oh. i should activate my pyro.'

"Can I... take my hand back now? I have a bartending shift..."

"No."

Overall, man is happy to be a pyro allogene if it proves to be useful for you. Pyro can be so destructive, but for you to seek its comfort is so <3

On the occasion that he is clueless, though, he'd rush to Adeline for some advice, only to be crowded around by maids bombarding him with information on how to treat you.

Just imagine Diluc sitting in the kitchen surrounded by young maids and he's trying to mentally list everything but archons, they're lowkey intimidating him like a kid cornered by bullies — what are pad sizes and how is he supposed to know whether you need cold food or hot food?

Couldn't decide on a chocolate you like so he buys off two of every flavor.

Same goes with every other craving you have. If you so look at something, he buys it to appease you.

Kaeya

Like Diluc, he grew up being taught by the maids but as an adult, he has a more hands-on experience with people on their red days.

Most of his acquaintances in the knights order are women after all; Jean, Lisa, Amber, Eula... He's learned to help them through their bad days, even filling in their roles when the cramps get too much!

Despite that, I think his most reliable rule when dealing with periods would be to let you rest. Maybe because it's what he tells the knights under him whenever they ask to be excused.

"Oh? Dysmenorrhea? Head to the infirmary for some rest, you're excused for the day."

He'll buy you take out after a long day though! It'll be your favorite too.

He also likes slipping in bed to cuddle, hands gentle massaging any sore muscles with a gentle cool temperature.

If you're experiencing mood swings, he's the type to go along with you.

Oh? You're crying because... the cake he brought you is too cute? Alright... Kaeya understands. He nods along and agrees with you.

Childe

To my knowledge, he's the middle child with two sisters so he definitely knows what he's doing. Although he isn't home as often, his mama taught him well!

Like Kaeya, he probably also has his fair share of agents excusing themselves over their period or cramps.

Unlike Kaeya though, he doesn't rely on "go and rest" as the ultimatum. Childe treats you more like a child on your period, coddling uou and making sure you can handle yourself.

You have to reassure him that you're not exactly a sick kid 🤨 like... you can feed yourself. it's fine.

Probably tries to entertain you, "You can play with this toy while waiting for dinner. Or would you like to read a book instead?"

"Childe... I'm on my period, not regressing."

Childe would be the type to cook a great meal from scratch, most of it being sick people food like chicken soup (again, treating you like a little sibling).

Just allow yourself to be coddled like a child, being a big brother figure is his expertise I guess.

Zhongli

Honestly one of the best in dealing with you on your period. From your mood swings to your cramps, he's got it all covered.

Uses his excellent memory to predict your next period better than you can. Sometimes, you get surprised he's showing up with chocolates or a hot meal not knowing it's almost your period already.

Knows all the best tea and can personally make dysmenorrhea medicine from scratch. He has this little herb garden for you too!

He's amazing but modern period practices are kind of lost on him. Please, Liyue has come so far when it comes to personal care, back then, people used clean rags.

There are pad sizes and weights now? Cottony soft? Wings? Dry pads? Disposables? He's a little worried and tries to choose the safest option to his best knowledge.

Probably asks the store clerk or a nearby lady just to be sure he's got the right one for you.

Period shopping isn't his forte, but once he's got the grasp of it, expect him to show up every start of your period with everything you need! (paid by someone else, of course)

He has the tendency to treat you like a sick child as well. Maybe because of how fragile and weak mortals seem to him.

Thoma

He's an amazing housekeeper and caretaker, but he probably doesn't have a lot of personal experience dealing with periods.

I can imagine him learning to deal with Ayaka's red days first. There are usually maids for that, but sometimes the responsibility falls on him as a dear friend!

Back then, Thoma wasn't as aware but when people started welcoming him more as a foreigner, I can definitely see the other houseworkers talking kitchen gossip with him about their periods. He's just so polite and understanding about the topic, their gossip turns to advice giving when he genuinely asks for tips!

Like Diluc, he's your portable hot compress. Just grab his hand on a particularly bad day to feel warmth!

Also like Diluc, he gets crowded by the housewives and young maids telling him everything he needs to know if he ever asks for help.

Rather than caring for you though, I think he just continues to act like a house maid.

Especially if he's in your house; he'll cook and clean for you even though you're reminding him that it's just a bad cramp day.

Thoma cooks for you. I think this one's obvious.

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as someone who gets rly bad cramps, I may or may not make a more comprehensive fic about them caring for particularly bad dysmenorrhea

#genshin impact x reader #genshin #genshin impact #diluc #kaeya #childe #zhongli #thoma #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #thoma x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #diluc ragvindr #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin hcs

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stiffyck · 4 months

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Okay but i would THRIVE on more age regression Scar stuff.

ESPECIALLY when paired with TCD, but what I'm thinking of isn't angsty.

Scar, a man who never got to be a child. Who never got to go to a (running) theme park, who never got to experience a parent scrubbing paint and syrup and mud from his cheek, who never got tucked into a warm bed and sent to sleep with a kiss,

just. getting to be little. Going with the hermits, his FAMILY, going to that theme park! being carried back home because he was too tired from all the fun. Going back the next day and staying until it begins to rain, staying until the water soaks into his boots and he's sneezing but smiling so so wide. Getting to experience the childhood he never got to have.

sure, he might have some favorite caregivers. Maybe Cleo always gets him the best toys. Maybe Grian makes the best item pits (cause you can pry allay scar from my cold dead hands). Maybe Impulse and Pearl give the best hugs and cuddles. Maybe mumbo is just great at entertaining a Little.

He just finally gets to experience everything he missed out on! The hermits make SURE he gets to do EVERYTHING he missed out on.

YES YES YOU GET IT!!!!

HE GETS TO ACTUALLY BE A KID BECAUSE HE WAS FORCED TO GROW UP TOO FAST.

#MAN #SMT REALLY SWEET ABOUT THIS #stiff talk #asks #gtws #tcd scar #Little scar #hmm #hermit agere #????those tags good????? yea theyll work

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gabessquishytum · 5 months

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Hob is over 600 hundred years old, he’s got a ton of trauma that he never knew how to deal with until he learns about something in the early 2000’s…. Age regression. Hob didn’t have a childhood in the traditional sense so the idea of going to back to a childlike mind set fascinated him, but now he can’t exactly control when it happens. Whenever he gets stressed out his mind instantly goes to it, which had caused some problems especially after his stranger, Dream came back into his life. Hob had to pretend, hide his stuffed ducky and paci whenever Dream came over. He had to control his mind if anything vaguely distressing came up. This of course became an even BIGGER problem once him and Dream got together, they started sleeping in the same bed (well Hob slept anyway) and his ducky hadn’t seen the light in many weeks. Everything was going great until Dream asks a question. “Hob dear…are you pregnant?” Dream asks one day laying his head in Hob’s lap as the bigger man was reading a book. All this got was a book dropped on his face. “Oh dream I’m so sorry are you alright? You just um startled me with the question,” Dream of course was fine no mere mortal book could pose any threat to him, although under the cover of darkness he would admit his nose hurt a little.

“I am perfectly fine, Hob Gadling. But you have not answered my question.”

“Dream…I don’t know how to tell you this but I don’t exactly have the parts to get pregnant.”

“hmm,” Dream pondered, “how strange” he said laying back in Hob’s lap.

“wait wait wait hang on..why you’d think i was pregnant?”

“you dream of nurseries, baby bottles, stuffed animals…I don’t mean to look into your dreams but when we were in such close proximity it just happened I’m very sorry for invading your privacy,”

“was it a duck?” “Pardon?”

“the stuffed animal was it a duck?” Dream only nods in response.

it takes Hob a few more weeks to actually tell Dream what that meant. His Dreams had become more frequent and Dream was learning things but he wasn’t sure how to apply them. This was of course until Hob was mid panic attack and Dream somehow knew the duck was in the closet. “Hob…hob look at me,”

he looks up from his position on the floor barely able to breathe.

“I found a friend who really wants to talk to you,” Dream pulls out the duck from behind him and Hob immediately snatches it, seeming to calm down immensely. Dream didn’t ask questions that night, only comforted Hob, that however does not stop him from asking questions later. “You are not with child,”

Hob chuckles stirring his soup. “I know that love,”

“You are the child,”

Hob drops his spoon, he wants to run he wants his ducky, but he has to stay strong and deny everything.

“I am 600 years old I’m less of a child than your average person,”

Dream walks over to him and cradles Hob’s face in his hand.

“Hob…darling.”

He can’t look at Dream, he can’t.

“I’m not going to judge you, I merely wish to help you,”

Hob sighs and tells Dream everything. it’s a slow process after that, Hob formally introduces Dream to Ducky and shows him the pacifier after that, those being his only two items, Dream intended to change that. And after a few weeks a…dynamic began to emerge. And a year and a half later this is where our story unfolds.

Hob had a bad day, dream can sense it a dark cloud had entered the New Inn and it was quickly coming up the stairs, Dream wasn’t quite sure if Hob needed his other moniker today he would wait until the other man told him. Hob taught a lesson on the 1600’s because of his class schedule he technically taught it three times, he hated his unit on the 1600’s but someone had to do it. He was dropping fast he had to get upstairs, everyone knew not to speak to Mr. Gadling when he got in a bad mood because he usually didn’t talk back and looked like he didn’t understand what you were saying.

When he gets up there, the doors unlocked. Dream knows, little Hob has such trouble with locks. He opens the door and there stands Dream with a look of such openness and sympathy Hob knows he definitely knows. “D-d-da daddy,” Hob manages to choke out crying. Oh he definitely needed Dream’s other D moniker today. Dream swoops Hob into a hug, after so much time he was a professional at this. He holds Hob’s face in his hands. “Tell me what you need little one,”

“h-hungry”

Dream knew, he had known Hob was doing lectures on the 1600’s he would feel his hunger more acutely. He had prepared for this. He holds him close, petting his hair. “oh my poor baby is hungry, that just won’t do, why don’t we get dressed for a night in, and Daddy will get your bottle off the stove, how’s that little one?” Hob only nods, letting Dream hold his hand and lead him to the bedroom. Getting dress for a night in meant Hob’s little pajamas made of the softest and most comfortable Dreamstuff of course. Soon Dream heard the ding of the stove as he was settling Hob in bed. “Now my darling boy, you stay right here while Daddy goes and gets your bottle,” Hob looks hesitantly off to the side. “What’s wrong, hob?” “D-ducky,”

that’s what Dream had forgot! He summoned Ducky from his corner in the closet and handed him to Hob.

“Ducky!” Hob was delighted and held on to his bird companion close

Dream chuckled and went to fetch Hob his bottle. When he returned it seemed as if Hob was animatedly telling Ducky about his day, it was mostly baby babble that Dream didn’t understand, but Ducky could, Ducky always understood. Dream quietly knocked on the door so as to not startle Hob.

“Hobbit, Daddy’s got your bottle,”

Hob looked up and squealed in delight at Dream’s presence or at the presence of food, Dream wasn’t sure, it didn’t matter anyhow all that mattered was that Hob was happy.

Dream came up to Hob’s side of the bed.

“Dweam!”

“Yes Hob Dream is here,”

He goes to hand Hob the bottle but strangely Hob only looks at it.

“Oh, is someone really little? Can Daddy hop into bed with you?”

Hob nods and Dream slides into next to him.

“Do you want me to feed you?”

Hob nodded eagerly, he must have been very young to be almost nonverbal.

Dream maneuvered the both of them until Hob was in Dream’s lap.

He held the bottle up and Hob drank down almost greedily.

“Slow down little one you don’t want to upset your tummy, my, my, someone was hungry, wasn’t he?”

Dream fed Hob and rocked him back and forth as he cuddled Ducky.

“You’re my good, brave little boy. You did so well today. Now it’s time for daddy to take care of you,”

Once Hob had finished his bottle Dream fed him some sugar coated strawberries to get some solid food in him.

“Full”

“Oh good boy, thank you for telling Daddy.”

Dream put away the strawberries and rubbed Hob’s little tummy.

Sometimes when Hob was little Dream would park him in front of the tv, this was usually on the weekends when Hob regressed more to decompress than anything else. Little Hob was obsessed with cartoons, he’d sit for hours unmoving fascinated by the moving pictures, Dream started diapering him after one too many accidents. But Hob didn’t need that right now. Right now he needed his Daddy.

“Alright baby boy, do you want daddy to tell you a story?”

After that he had fallen asleep in Dream’s arms.

Although there are pit falls when this happens…

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The next morning….

Dream was in the kitchen preparing some tea waiting for Hob to wake up, he never woke up regressed so this was bound to be entertaining.

“Aw fuck I did it again, we’re really in it now, Ducky,” he could hear Hob mutter from the bedroom.

“Dream,” he called from the bedroom.

“Yes darling?”

“I uh… wet…my ……protection,”

Dream chuckled, he always did.

“Do you need Daddy’s help?” Dream teased.

“What! No no I got it I’ll just do it myself, I’m a grown man thank you very much,”

Dream chuckled and headed for the bedroom, he never in fact did it himself.

-🦎

So I have little to no experience with writing age regression BUT I'm absolutely fascinated and delighted by the concept! And let me tell you, age regression + Hob made me absolutely melt. I feel like I could really get into what an amazing way this would be for him to cope with immortality (because while it is a gift, it causes significant strain on him) but mostly I just want to appreciate how cute this is!!! Hob and Ducky melted my heart, he's such a sweet boy and I'm so glad Dream will be taking good care of him from now on!! The whole thing about him being extra hungry when he's little just made my whole chest clench up - give that baby his bottle!!!!!

Also love fully grown Hob at the end and how they're teasing each other, loving each other, accepting each other. No real embarrassment, because Hob knows that he's loved and cared for! Plus him still talking to Ducky absolutely cracked me up.

I would definitely love to see more of this kind of thing in the dreamling-sphere! Thank you so much for sharing this adorable little ficlet.

#🦎 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw age regression #cw piss #cw agrere

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A Cat Most Curious And A Caterpillar Most Done

Some thoughts on the episode. Not many original ideas, but it is fun to revisit what we got this week.

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT, BUT SATISFACTION BROUGHT IT BACK

This saying is the CC in a nutshell:

Curious Cat: Please, please hurry... I have many many questions!

Which in itself is interesting for 2 reasons:

They have a rather peculiar role in the Ever After

They are an embodyment of change

The Curious Cat's Role

What is CC's role in the Ever After? Obviously it is to be curious and to ask questions. Not only that, but they can move freely through the acres, rather than being tied to one, like the Hunters Mice or the Red Prince. Finally, they claim they can easily reach the tree:

Curious Cat: You do not go to the tree. The tree goes to you. Unless of course you are me... you see?

Let's use for a moment our meta-lens and let's recap everyone's probable roles:

RWBY are the protagonists

Neo is the antagonist, who might make herself a writer

Jaune might have lost himself in the role of side-character (The Rusted Knight)

The Tree is the protagonists' final objective

What is CC, then? Which role are we lacking? Who is the one who can jump to the very end of the story and move freely through the pages of a book? Who is the one who keeps asking questions and wants to always get new things and to discover how the story goes on?

CC: There is just so many characters to keep track of! Wait, what was my original question?

Yep, that is the reader (or the viewer in RWBY's case). This might be why CC hilariously embodies the fandom with all the theories, the impatience, the confusion... Their questions and thoughts are our questions and thoughts because like us, the CC can engage with the story freely, with no particular stake. They can follow the protagonists around or jump to other stories, series or characters they like.

Time changes and so do we, when it's our time to change

The CC can't stay put, their questions keep changing and they have the attention span of a goldfish... They are also introduced in an episode where a mysterious butterfly is shown flying around:

Butterflies are symbols of death and rebirth. They represent change and the CC is often shown following them around. Basically, the CC may be linked to change, transformation and evolution. Because of this, it is not surprising they state the theme of the episode out loud at the very beginning:

Curious Cat: So why would I ever want to go back? Not sense in seeing a sight scene.

Younger Yang: You don't have to go forward, you know? You could go back!

At the end of the episodes the protagonists are asked exactly this. Do they want to go back or to push forward? Do they want to keep growing and developing or do they prefer to regress? Like the Red King apparently did?

The Herbalist: This is how a King winds up a Prince

And here we come to the third episode that explores the inner child archetype:

Episode 2 shows us a positive embodyment of the inner child in the form of Little > they are sweet, pure, hopeful and idealistic

Episode 3 shows us a negative embodyment of the inner child in the form of the Red Prince > he is selfish, rude, unable to deal with his feelings

Episode 4 is a synthesis and asks us the question... how can you make use of the inner child without regressing?

In other words, how can Ruby grow up without losing her childhood innocence? How can she push forward without giving up her hope? How can she combine the quick and safe route (pragtmatism) with the beautiful one full of flowers (idealism)?

Can she even do it? Or will she be undone?

I AM THE HERBALIST... UNTIL I AM NOT ANYMORE

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”

“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar sternly. “Explain yourself!”

“I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,” said Alice, “because I’m not myself, you see.”

The Herbalist is clearly a revisitation of Alice in Wonderland's Caterpillar. In general, the episode takes several lines and concepts of the Caterpillar's chapter and re-arranges them differently to fit RWBY's story. Just like in the book, WBY want to get back to their normal size. Except their physical problem is clearly a metaphor for a more existentialist one. Alice doesn't know who she is because her size keeps on changing and her thoughts and emotions keep transforming, as well. WBY want to get back to normal, but their size doesn't matter that much:

Curious Cat: I don't see what the fuss is about. Most of my best friends are six inches tall.

What's important is who they are inside:

The Herbalist: We all have our titles, our roles to play, but in order to help you become whatever it is you need to become, you really should have a better understanding of what you are now.

This misunderstanding is why their meeting with the Herbalist doesn't go so well. RWBY want to simply have a remedy for their size, but the Herbalist wants to help them find their role.

The Herbalist themselves, though, are clearly struggling with their purpose. In this, they are a clear foil to Ruby (our girl foils all the Ever After's characters :P). The Herbalist earnestly wants to help RWBY:

Yang: Look, can you help us or not? The Herbalist: I am trying, but you are making it more complicated that it needs to be!

Their role is to help people find their purposes, but it is clear this duty has started to weigh on them. Everybody goes to them for help! And people even refuse to listen, just like the Red Prince! Why can't people understand the process is important? Why won't they answer earnestly to the questions? Why won't they self-reflect a little?

The Herbalist is tired. They keep trying to help, but people are their own worst enemies and so things keep going wrong. Isn't it exactly what is going on with Ruby?

Younger Ruby: It's up to you to make things better, isn't it? Everything... all depends on you! Your sister needs you, your friends need you. The whole world needs you to keep fighting forever and ever against an invincible monster that took your mother!

She has been trying SO hard to help everyone, but people lose hope, they get divided when they should stick together, they are selfish and betray each other. They give in to fear and control...

Ruby is just so done as the Herbalist is. This is why both characters have slowly lost touch with what they should do. With the true essence of their roles:

The Herbalist: And what exactly does a Huntress do? Ruby: Fight monsters, I guess? I'm sorry, I don't understand why this matters...

Huntresses do not fight monsters, but save people. And yet Ruby can't even get this right. Similarly, the Herbalist has forgotten that asking questions makes sense only if one is willing to listen. And they are not clearly. If they did, they would know all RWBY wants is simply to get back to their regular sizes. They don't want an acide trip or a theraphy session.

The Herbalist misunderstands their own purpose and their actions almost lead Ruby to give up on herself. They should help people to find themselves, but they almost had Ruby lose herself. This is why the Curious Cat calls them out:

Curious Cat: Oh Herb... Look at yourself! You are done. You're supposed to be helping others find their way, but you've lost your own. Please, let me help and take a little bit of my heart. You'll feel much better.

And as a result, the Herbalist "falls" and disappears within the Earth:

Are they going to be remade? Has the acre absorbed them because they are not "useful" anymore? Or is there some other explanation? We will see in the next episode.

HUMANITY, PURPOSE AND IDENTITY

Ruby's answer to Little's "What are you?" question sets up 3 thematic axes to explore:

Humanity (I'm a human)

Purpose (I'm a Huntress)

Identity (I'm Ruby Rose)

The Ever After is a more simplistic place than Remnant. Each acre is done for its inhabitants and everyone has a purpose, which is expressed by their name. The question about identity is then simplistic, as well.

It is not who are you, but what are you? So, what are your purpose?

However, for humans the question of identity is more layered and complex.

First of all, there is a question about "humanity" itself. What it means to be humans? Are humans really such good creatures? The Ever After's inhabitants do not seem to think so.

Secondly, there is a question about one's role. What does one do? What is their purpose? The protagonists are Huntresses, but what it means to be a Huntress? Is it about killing monsters or is it about saving people?

Finally, there is a question about who you are as an individual. Who is Ruby Rose without her purpose? Who is she deep down, behind the mask of a hero?

Obviously, these 3 questions are intertwined, but so far it seems we are slowly building up a climax. Last episode, Ruby said they were humans, which sets the Red Prince off. So, this episode, Ruby opts to say they are Huntresses. However, this brings new difficult questions. I wonder if in a later episode, she is simply going to say her name, which will mean she will have to go even deeper within herself.

RWBY'S TRIP

Fittingly, this scene calls back to Mt Glenn, RWBY's first field trip. Well, they go through another kind of trip this episode :P and I loved it!

In general, the scene of RWBY in the smoke makes full use of the weapons' symbolism, which is at the core of this season:

The girls are asked to affirm they are Huntresses, so it is very powerful Yang, Blake and Weiss take out their weapons and point them to their younger selves. Not to hurt them, but to show who they are:

Yang's arc is about accepting asymmetry vs wholeness. So, she shows her younger self her mechanical arm.

Blake's arc is about accepting there are not simple answers to complex problems. This complexity is difficult to deal this, but it also makes Blake rich. Just like her weapon has so many forms.

Weiss's arc is about accepting she is Weiss Schnee no matter what. No matter the SDC, no matter Atlas or her father or her family or her legacy. No matter even if all these things are gone. So, she wields her sword, which is almost empty, just like all the things that made up who she was are gone. And yet, Weiss is still herself.

Ruby is the odd one. She has yet to find her weapon because she has lost her sense of purpose and doesn't even know who she is anymore. So, she can't affirm she is a Huntress. She can't wield her weapon with pride. She doesn't have it anymore.

On another note... each girl's Q&A moment can be commented also through the metaphor of their fairy tales:

Goldilocks is asked if she wants to be whole, if she wants to be "just right" because this fairy tale has no resolution. It lacks a proper conclusion. Yang, however, states she is going to push forward and find herself what she is missing.

Beauty&Beast is asked to give up her duality. Blake can choose to be either beast or beauty, either human or animal, either black or white, either darkness or light. And yet, she chooses this complexity which makes her Blake. Which makes her fairy tale so resonant.

Snowhite is asked to give up being Snowhite. She is asked to leave the title of her story behind. A story which is about a girl growing up. Weiss refuses this and affirms proudly she is and will always be Weiss Schnee.

Once again, Ruby is the one who fails thematically this episode. The point of her allusion is that she is both Little Red Riding Hood and the Hunter. And yet, she is not sure she can call herself a Huntress anymore. And in the end she is tempted to give up even being Little Red (Ruby Rose).

WHAT ABOUT GRIEF?

Does this episode follow the pattern of the Five Stages of Grief? So far we have:

Episode 1 > Denial (maybe)

Episode 2 > Bargaining

Episode 3 > Anger

What about episode 4? I think it may deal with the stage of acceptance, which is embodied by Blake, when it comes to the characters:

This episode our Cat-Girl's foiling with Ruby is especially evident:

Blake: Huntresses are heroes! We protect those, who can't protect themselves.

She is the one who comes up with the right answer to the Herbalist's question. Ruby instead gives a confused and simplistic one. Not only that, but Ruby ends up repeating to her younger self Blake's words in volume 1:

Ruby: But... life isn't like a fairy tale

When it comes to the episode itself, the theme of acceptance is rather evident. RWBY is asked to accept their past selves. They must look their child selves in the eye, aknowledge their mistakes and their losses, accept them and move forward. WBY are ready to do it in a healthy way, while Ruby isn't. Her "acceptance" borders in depression. She isn't ready.

Finally, like in the previous episode, the Curious Cat gives up a little bit of their Heart. As a result, the Herbalist "accepts" their own death, in a sense. They are given comfort, admit they have always been a workhaolic and then they disappear in their acre...

MISCELLANIA

2 random thoughts in the end:

This episode seemed like an attempt to alchemy, which fails because the right process isn't followed. Interestingly, this is evident also when it comes to the colors. RWBY are in the yellow stage and should move to red. So, they wake up on the beach (yellow) and then move to the Red Prince's acre (red). Still, they can't go on with the set-up journey (Alyx's) and take a detour. This leads them to an acre which is rainbow-ish. However, the rainbow phase in alchemy is at the very beginning of the white phase. So, this means they are regressing and losing themselves to chaos.

CC's lines to Yang and Weiss are interesting:

CC to Yang: Well that is your problem. It's a matter of perspective I'm afraid.

CC to Weiss: Looking at you, Wise Huntress...

I think they might hint to important parts of their arcs. Yang's struggle is about learning to see things from multiple sides. So, it is important she gets called for not doing so. Weiss is instead linked to the idea of anima/animus (Knight + Queen). The anima/animus gets refined and reaches its perfect state in the idea of "Sofia" aka Wisdom. So, it is interesting Weiss gets associated to this concept directly.

#rwby #rwby volume 9 #rwby spoilers #rwby meta #my meta #team rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiaolong #curious cat #herbalist

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You have mentioned regressed Gortash before… tell me more… all your thoughts 👀

Ok so since this man never got to have a childhood, he would love nothing more than to let his guard down and get to be a child again. I think Durge would be a great CG tbh

- I think he'd regress to the age of 5-6. It was a relatively safe time for him before he got sold.

- He'd have trouble bringing this up with Durge but they love each other and he's willing to try it if it truly helps Gortash with his mental health. And he's damn good at it actually, he'd make an excellent dad.

- Little Gort just wants a hug. Seriously. He asks to be picked up and held all the time and cannot go to sleep without being in Durge's lap or arms. It's also the only way to get him to stop crying

- He speaks. so. much. This man never stops yapping but my god, being in the mindset of a kid? Feeling comfortable sharing his thoughts? Mans doesn't shut up and if you let him, he will infodump for hours

- Durge gives him crayons and papers to pass the time and little Gort draws soo many robots. Sometimes he draws demons and devils as a way to feel better and Durge rips them up behind his back cause he really doesn't need to be remembering those times

- He's a relatively calm kid, despite everything. He eats when and what he's told, dresses himself no problem, doesn't speak unless invited to, listens to authority figures, puts his toys away. But bedtime. my god. you do not want to be around for his bedtime. Durge needs to wrestle him into the bed and even then, he always slips away, saying he's not sleepy. HE'S NEVER SLEEPY. Durge has thought seriously about putting alcohol in his milk to get him to sleep for once.

- He has so many toy robots. He loves to take them apart and put them back together but most of the time he's just playing pretend with them

#if u have more ideas feel free to share!!!#asks #anon #agere #age regression #bg3 #gortash #enver gortash #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate #baldurs gate #bg3 gortash #agere gortash

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collegeishardbutwritingisharder · 2 years

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Yandere Riddle Rosehearts x Little Brother Reader headcanons/short story(?)

Oh boy, am I nervous about this. I love TWST and I really hope that I do these characters justice. Okay, I wrote this and there needs to be a bunch of different warnings I realized. If I miss a warning that you think is important, please inform me. P.S. This is platonic and also I have a completely different idea for an older brother of Riddle's.

Warnings: Obsession, abuse, mild force age regress (Maybe? Not certain), gaslighting, overall not good things.

Riddle Rosehearts

As we all know, Riddle's childhood was rough growing up because of his mother.

He is her legacy walking.

But what does that make the second offspring?

A little more than servant to the first one.

Your mother engraved into you since birth to obey every word that your older brother says.

She forced heavier training regimens onto you instead of studying. Saying "You don't need to learn. Your brain is of no use to Riddle."

Because you both were very young, none of you understood that what she was doing was wrong.

You were only three years younger than Riddle but you already have more strength and endurance than him.

(By the way, you're shorter than him.)

But that doesn't mean that you were useless in magic either.

Your unique magic, "By Order of the King", creates a rosebush on the back of whoever disobeys Riddle's words. The rosebush reacts to Riddle's mood, if he's happy, roses bloom but if he's upset, thorns start growing. The only way to get the rosebush off is if Riddle forgives the troublemaker.

When Riddle met Trey and Chenya, that's when he started to realize that your mother's treatment of both of you was unnecessarily cruel.

He tried in his daily life to get you to be your own person but your mother made that nearly impossible, threatening your safety if you dare when against her orders.

When it was time for Riddle to go to NRC, your mother made you go along with him to make sure that he would be safe.

Dire Crowley welcomed both of you with open arms (Probably to get on your mother's good side) and for the first year, everything went decently fine.

Riddle quickly became the dorm leader and enforced the Queen's rules onto the rest of the dorm. He also made you basically a soldier to carry out his every whim. The power seemed to have gone to his head a little. His unique magic took care of most of the troublemakers but every once in a while, you were called on to use yours.

The dorm was terrified of disobeying Riddle too much and end up facing your wrath.

Then the second year rolled around and everything became different.

With a certain ginger, bluenette and a magicless prefect, the dorm was thrown into mild chaos.

Riddle was collaring people left, right and center, terrifying even you.

Then he overblotted.

"You fools! I'm always right!"

"You can't force people to just follow your dumb rules!"

"Yeah, dorm leader! Can't you see that your expectations are too high for anyone to reach?!"

"Why you-!"

Riddle was getting madder and madder to the point that I was starting to become scared of him hurting himself more. I quickly decided what was my best course of action.

"By Order of the King!"

I sent By Order of the King to the creature behind Riddle, effectively stopping it from attacking anybody. Sadly, this also got Riddle's attention.

"(Y/N)! You dare go against your Queen?!"

I only nodded my head, getting ready to fight. I never wanted to hurt my older brother but it seems that might be the only way to get him to snap out of this.

Riddle then lunged towards me and we got into a bit of a tangled position. His dress had thorns which were digging into my skin wherever they could. I got a few good hits on him but I overestimated how much the overblot would also improve his physical strength as well. It also didn't help that the ink that coated him was trying to take control of my limbs as well.

"If you're so willing to go against your Queen, then it's Off with Your Head!"

I felt his collar go around my throat, cutting off my oxygen, ruining my focus and overall, making this fight harder. While I was trying to regain my focus, I felt my head being lifted off the ground before slammed repeatedly onto the ground. The last thing that I truly remember was Riddle's cackling before losing my consciousness.

The next thing I knew was that I was in the infirmary with Riddle crying by my side and bandages wrapped all over my head.

Riddle then grabbed you into a hug, being wary of the injuries that he caused you, and promised to be a better big brother. Something sounded wrong in his tone but you decided to brush it off.

It took close to a month for you to heal completely but when you were allowed back to the dorms, Riddle was completely different.

"(Y/N)? Where are you going?"

I turned my head towards my brother.

"I'm just going to do my daily tasks for the dorm."

Riddle then walked up to me and ushered me into a hug.

"You're too young to be doing chores for the dorm. Let's just go outside and play around for a bit."

"Sorry, Riddle but I've got to do my part as well."

Riddle's face became colder while he glared down at me. I've never seen him this angry at me.

"(Y/N). That wasn't a suggestion. It was an order. You're going to stop acting like this and act your age."

Riddle then grabbed my uninjured arm before dragging me back to our shared room. He forced me to sit on the bed before grabbing me into a cuddle. I felt my body stiffen and freeze into place. I'm not used to this type of attention before.

"You, like me, have been denied familial love. I wasn't strong enough to protect you from that witch when you were younger, but now, I'm going to change all of that."

That's when your life was turned upside down once again.

When Riddle first realized that you shouldn't be ordered around, he didn't do it as much. But now, he does it all the time, knowing that you'll follow whether you want to or not.

Riddle refused for you to do anything that was considered "Too grown up" to him. Which meant anything that wasn't breathing, standing, walking, and sleeping.

He hand fed you, helped you change, and many other embarrassing things.

"You're my baby brother. That means that I have to help you with everything."

That's always Riddle's reasoning either against you or against anybody at the dorm who would try to help plead your case. The only difference between you asking and someone was the fact that if it was someone else, they would lose their head for the next three days.

Riddle was slowly starting to become more and more suffocating. He forbade you from talking to anybody in a different dorm and started limiting people in his own dorm.

Heck, Trey was now on thin ice with Riddle.

"What exactly are you doing here, Trey?"

"Umm, you asked me to serve you and your brother for this tea party?"

"Right. Apologies."

Eventually, the new suffocating nature that Riddle adapted became too much for you but you couldn't leave Riddle's side. Your mother's conditioning wouldn't allow you to.

"Why are you frowning, (Y/N)? You shouldn't be this upset."

"I'm sorry, Riddle. I'll try to be in a better mood."

"No, I want to know why you feel the need to throw a tantrum. I understand that it's natural for boys your age but you must let me know why you're upset, to fix it."

"Well, I don't like how you've become controlling."

"Brother, do you really think that I'm controlling? Look between me and our mother. I'm only trying to liberate you."

"By treating me as if I'm an infant?"

"You are not being treated as an infant."

"Yes, I am. You won't let me do anything for myself!"

"I'm trying to give you a childhood! If you think that you're being treated as an infant, then I'll treat you as if you're an infant!"

Riddle stuck true to his words.

He shrunk you down with his magic and started treating you as if you were only two years old.

Riddle was very close to raising you like how your mother raised you but thankfully, Trey was there to sway him from certain methods.

It took three whole weeks to convince Riddle to let you be your original height again and have small freedoms again.

"See, (Y/N)? Isn't this life much better? Are you still feeling like you're being treated like an infant?"

Yes, I thought bitterly to myself but I held my tongue.

"No. Thank you for giving me the freedom to be a child, Riddle."

"You're welcome, (Y/N). Now, how about we go and give you a bath? You've been playing outside and got mud all over you."

"Yes, Riddle."

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