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🧸✨ Older Kid Age Dreamer Tails icons requested by anonymous (please reblog if you save)! ✨🧸
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0strawberrysorbet0 · 26 days
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𝐴 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟
𝐻𝑎𝑧𝑏𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑙 𝑥 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑒!𝐴𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟
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Hi hi! This is going to be a series so if you'd like to be tagged simply just comment!
Might try to find a few songs for this series since Hazbin Hotels is a musical (sorta). So if you wanna please suggest some.
Please do not use/steal my work on this site or any other! Resposts and likes are appreciated greatly!!
Part one → Part two
Summary: During the time of Eden Lucifer and Lilith had a lot of... Fun. But what happens when they're banished and forget something, or someone in the garden? Only to be found years later.
Warnings: Child abandonment, Cursing, Adam, angst, slight violence (only when Adam is like grabbing M/N), idk what else but yeah
During the days of Eden, a lot of things happened. Love, Heartbreak, Anger and temptation. Everyone in heaven knew the story of how Adam and ᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅtׁׅhׁׅ֮ were made, how ᥣׁׅ֪υׁׅᝯׁ֒ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅܻ⨍ꫀׁׅܻ݊ꭈׁׅ stole ᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅtׁׁׅׅhׁׁׅׅׅ֮֮'ׅ꯱ heart and they tempted Eve, who also left Adam. But a big part was missing, a part that not many knew.
About three years after the banishing of ᥣׁׅ֪υׁׅᝯׁ֒ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅܻ⨍ꫀׁׅܻ݊ꭈׁׅ and ᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅtׁׅhׁׅ֮ , the angels had been sent down to go collect things, things left from the first humans and ᥣׁׅ֪υׁׅᝯׁ֒ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅܻ⨍ꫀׁׅܻ݊ꭈׁׅ...
While they were looking they found a thin, pale, small boy. No older than three. He had rosey cheeks and lavender eyes, his hair was a straw like blonde and had grown down to his neck, he was dirty and babbled nonsense.
He was unable to even speak when the angels asked who he was. The angels had brought him before Sera. Who sent him to Adam. At first, Adam slammed the door in the boy's face and the angels who had brought the boy to him.
"He isn't fuckin mine!" He had screamed at Sera, storming into the courtroom while dragging the little boy by the hand, squeezing his fingers till his pale skin was a pink colour. "Then whose is he?" She asked, staring at Adam and then the little boy, face turning from anger to disgust.
"He's... You know damn well who's kid he is! Cmon! He's the fuckin dreamers' mistake!" Adam had yelled, storming off as he glared at the three-year-old, all he could see was ᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅᥣׁׅ֪ꪱׁׁׁׅׅׅtׁׅhׁׅ֮'ׅ꯱ lavender eyes. Ones that used to glare at him, The boy had the same ones, but instead of being filled with disgust these were filled with... confusion?
After a while the boy was finally given to Michael, who happily took the boy in, disgusted with his brother for abandoning the child, he swore to protect and treasure the boy.
Things slowly began to turn around. The boy had finally been given a name, (M/N).
Things had been difficult for both Micheal and (M/N). Michael loved the boy but couldn't help but only see his brother sometimes. The man who betrayed him, the monster who betrayed their father, Betrayed everyone.
And (M/N) had struggled, learning to speak at the age of four, no matter how hard Michael tried to get the boy to speak and write it took years, even as he grew the boy was quieter than other kids his age.
He was always different. The quiet yet creative child...
Just like his ܻ⨍ɑׁׅtׁׅhׁׅ֮ꫀׁׅܻ݊ꭈׁׅ...
The boy was now a young man, he had friends and a loving father. He was happy. His life, his family, it was all perfect.
Well, it was, until a bubbly girl with long blonde hair and a blood-red suit appeared in heaven, with a dream and determination...
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starsurface · 16 days
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Super fun idea (imo) - soft play! 🎠🪁Could you do MK1 Johnny Cage with a baby regressor (and toddler if that's fine) at one? Ty!
Hi!! Yes, I'm so sorry for how late this is!!! :(
This is a Johnny Cage w/ Babyspace Regressor pt 2, but the first for Toddlerspace Regressor!!
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CG Johnny Cage MK1 w/ Baby(pt 2)-Toddlerspace Regressor Hcs
⭐ He loves any and all regressors, but toddlers are his best fit!!! He’s really good with baby regressors too!!
⭐ We’ll focus on toddler regressor for a second:
⭐ Energetic toddlers that like to run around his house? My, my your energetic!! Thank goodness your Dada can keep up because he’s just that awesome! 😎
⭐ A crafty toddler? Amazing!! He loves crafty regressors, toddler or baby!!
⭐ Your making a mac and cheese picture? Wait a minute, is that his mac and cheese? Did you ask to use that? . . . Maybe he can let it go this one, his baby’s work looks so gorgeous!!
⭐ A sneaky toddler or baby? Now, now Mister/Missy, just don’t do anything too bad now!!
⭐ He finds it really funny when you try to sneakily grab an extra piece of candy, but your giggling a bit too loudly and he can obviously tell what your doing . . . But he won’t stop you . . Atleast this time
⭐ He’ll let you wear his sunglasses!! You can look just as awesome as your Dada!! 💪
⭐ Karaoke? Or regressors that like singing? Disney song night!!! He’ll even help you with the big kid words!
⭐ Now, some baby regressor focus!!
⭐ For crafty littler regressors, he’ll help guide your hand, or will happily accept a pretty scribbled picture!! He’ll even frame it after it’s happy time on the fridge!! :D
⭐ He’ll get you separate sunglasses, but the exact same as his
⭐ Not that he doesn’t trust you!! . . . But some babies chew . . And he likes his sunglasses, darling
⭐ Any kind of padding you need, he will never, ever, be mean to you about!!
⭐ In fact, I once said in my CG Johnny Cage w/ Padding Regressor Hcs that if you ever felt embarrassed about padding, he’d wear one with you just to show you that they’re not bad
⭐ ^ I stand by this Hc, he’s got the (loving) ego for it
⭐ Plus he’s your Dada!! He can’t have his baby feeling icky or embarrassed about something they shouldn’t be!! And he’ll do whatever he can to make sure your okay!!
⭐ Ugh, bottle-feeding 🥺
⭐ He loves bottle-feeding you, you on his lap, or your head on his lap, near naptime or just while watching a movie, his baby in his arms <3
⭐ Some general Baby/Toddler Hcs now:
⭐ He finds it really funny if you try to copy him
⭐ You flex in the mirror after he flexes? Now you two are giggling and flexing your muscles!! 💪
⭐ The only thing he doesn’t like is his own potty mouth, it’s not a bad habit, but sometimes some no-no words slip . . . Let’s not repeat Dada’s big kid no-no words, alright, Sweetheart?
⭐ He’ll buy you custom items!!
⭐ A plushie from a show you really like? He can get one exactly like it, he likes seeing you happy!
⭐ Custom-designed pacis or sippies/bottles too!! Whatever design or aesthetic - Whatever you want really! How can he say no to his baby’s happiness? He has the money 🥺
⭐ One of you two’s a cuddle bug, and it’s not always you
⭐ Johnny’s a MASSIVE cuddlebug, especially when you're small!! (although all the time really)
⭐ Sometimes Johnny fears that the Pappirazzi will find out about your regression, and he’s already made an entire plan in his head (especially one where they look bad)
⭐ ^ It would never come to this, he makes sure of it
⭐ Which is why he’ll take you out sometimes when your small!! Maybe a bit more for older kiddos or age dreamers, but a trip to McDonalds won’t hurt anyone
⭐ Restablishing, but his favorite activity with all regressors is
⭐ Have you seen his wardrobe? He’s got fashion (and costumes!!)
⭐ With baby regressors he’ll get soft onesies, or character onesies, and help you have a fashion show by carrying you on your make shift run way
⭐ Toddler regressors he’ll get some cute outfits, or costumes like his Indiana Jones one, and cheer as you put on a show for him and his stuffies (they all loved your rpeformance by the way!!)
⭐ Baby or toddler, he’ll try to always carry
⭐ Your his baby, he’s Johnny Cage, why would you need to walk or crawl when your Dada’s a big, strong, action movie star? 🥺
⭐ One of his little nicknames for you would be Superstar!! <3
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Sorry for the long no posting guys, I had a hard time writing for some reason these past few days. But don't worry!! I'll post more soon!! Finals schedule is coming up so I should be able to write some things during that time, hopefully. <3
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adhdbisexualramblings · 5 months
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Regressor FLOWEY headcanons!
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-Involuntary and trauma regressor. Enough said.
-He cries a lot. He was an extremely sensitive child, and the extra things he’s gone through (and did himself) don’t make that better.
-It’s not so much regression as it is…acting his age? Flowey doesn’t really ‘act’ like a child at all. When he lets himself do so, he can be more tolerable and sweet. I guess he’s be closer to an age dreamer, then.
-But give him a pacifier and he will slip into a much younger headspace. We’re talking toddler to infant.
-Regression means he doesn’t have to think about RESETs or timelines or anything past the present moment, but he’s also a really big crybaby.
-His regression fluctuates a lot. He could switch from infant to little kid at the flip of a coin. It’s hard to track what headspace he’s fully immersed in.
-The only ‘gear’ he has is a pacifier Papyrus gave him one timeline (which he has subsequently stolen every other timeline). He cherishes it and panics when he loses it. It’s pastel orange with a red race car on the front.
-The only people he’s felt comfortable with were Papyrus, Sans (Papyrus left them alone together one time and they have actually formed positive bonds some timelines) and, later, Frisk (though that’s only on extremely rare occasions when neither of the skeletons are available).
-When he was alone, to shut down his regression - which was often confused with memories and sentimentality - Flowey would just…kill things until it went away.
-Either that, or shoot bullets at whatever he could find that wasn’t a monster.
-He hates when Toriel or Asgore try to do anything with him while he’s regressed. It’s partially because it brings back dangerous memories and partially because neither of them are what he needs or wants most days.
-He can be very quiet and shy one second or fussy and demanding the next. It really depends on who’s taking care of him.
-Can and has sobbed about multiple of his old genocide runs out of the blue.
-Regression is almost like traveling to the past for him, which has a 50/50 chance of ending horribly. He doesn’t understand where his older sibling is or why he’s not being called by his name some days, which freaks him out.
-He’ll respond to ‘Asriel’ absentmindedly.
-Regression is strange to him. It’s like reaching for a memory you know used to be there. He can act as lovey-dovey and sweet as when he was Asriel, but whether that’s genuine is debatable. After he gets back into a more sensible headspace, Flowey wonders about his lack of a SOUL every time. It feels genuine, sure, but why? Memories, going back to a time where he was happy, shouldn’t be enough to alter his physical state. He’s SOULless, and therefore can no longer do things like that properly.
-He has auditory processing disorder and prefers hiding under thick clothing like sweaters if he’s being carried around. It muffles noise.
-Papyrus is his main caregiver. Or Sans, if they’re on good enough terms.
-Flowey despises the very feeling of regression. Every. Time. It just makes him angry when he notices it. Asriel is dead, should be dead. So why is he still just some kid? Why does he still crave what he decided was meaningless RESETs ago?
-When Toriel was sleeping in the RUINS, he would pop out of the floorboards occasionally to watch her or, if he felt particularly uneasy, rest with her in bed.
-Asriel was an extreme people pleaser. He was taught to be kind, which led too often to him being a doormat. Regressed Flowey is similar, and won’t like outwardly saying what he needs.
-Sans once found out Flowey was Asriel one timeline and called him ‘little prince’ when the flower regressed at his house. Flowey has attempted to erase all remnants of that RESET to no avail.
-Sans will also call him little prince/prince by instinct, which Flowey feels mixed about.
-He loves coloring and plush toys. However, the sharp thorns on his vines makes crayons and stuffed animals difficult to grab without hurting them, so he…doesn’t get many opportunities.
-There are times where he regresses for a full day and does nothing but sleep. He’ll fall asleep in the patch of golden flowers and panic when he wakes back up.
-Papyrus understands that his friend doesn’t like being public with his thing-Sans-also-does (Sans is a flip but shh that’s another post), so he tries very hard to take care of Flowey privately when he can. When they were in Snowdin, Flowey would stay in Papyrus’ room.
-Only Papyrus, Frisk (and by extension Chara), and oddly enough Toriel consistently know he regresses. Others have forgotten across SAVEs.
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“Honor Among Thieves & Dreamers” (a Luke Castellan x plus sized Fem! OC fanfic) PART 1
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Harpies. Damn leather-winged beast women. Sonya Sanchez could hear their grinding squeals of excitement from overhead. She was doomed. Running with all her might she pushed forward towards the hill with the big pine tree that resembled the sketch in her older brother’s notebook before he disappeared. Her only hope of safety was beyond that tree, assuming her brother’s instructions weren’t misleading. The thought of her brother made her bitter and should’ve spurred her on. But as the airborn monsters were circling closer, she felt every muscle in her body turn to lead. Sonya collapsed about three yards from the tree, face planting in the ground and getting a mouthful of dirt. She knew the feeling: Struggling to breathe, unable to move even a single finger. She had been diagnosed with narcolepsy with cataplexy, and in her case, that meant the dreaded loss of muscle control when she experienced strong emotions. What an embarrassment. This? This is how I’m dying?
A harpy’s whip cracked and slashed her back as the beating of wings became louder and more ominous. Sonya couldn’t even cry out in pain, she was so paralyzed. Claws pinned down her arms and dug into her flesh. She breathed in more dirt. Her last memory before everything went black was the shouting of what she could only assume were humans. Darkness enveloped her senses. At least the pain is gone. At least I can rest.
Minutes seemed to pass before light seeped through Sonya’s closed eyelids. She opened them, startled, and gasping for air (remembering the feeling of suffocation before she blacked out). She was in a well lit room, where bright rays of sunshine poured through long windows. I can breathe. I must be safe!
Sonya looked around, suspiciously eyeing the girl staring at her. The girl had dark skin, dark long hair, braided and pulled back, and her arms were crossed expectantly. Sonya opened her mouth to say something, but was quickly interrupted by the girl calling someone named “Chiron”.
Through the tall open doorway to the outside, a man… no, a centaur entered. “Welcome, Sonya Sanchez, to Camp Half-Blood. Your brother Miguel said you’d arrive here… eventually.” The towering half-man half-horse said with a low powerful voice.
“So- he’s here right now? Miguel is here?” Sonya said, her stomach churning with mixed emotions. Or maybe she was just nervous to be the center of the centaur and young girl’s attention.
“Your brother… well, I’ll explain later. First. Are you feeling well? The ambrosia should’ve helped immensely.” Chiron asked, sympathetic.
“I’m… ok.” Sonya replied, getting out of bed and gingerly stretching to see if the pain of her previous wounds would return. Much to her relief, she only felt a slight ache.
“Very well, then. Let me show you to Cabin 11, Hermes’ Cabin. Luke Castellan will get you settled in, and then give you a tour of the camp.”
Sonya followed Chiron out of the house she had been resting in. Lots of teens and tweens in orange shirts eyed her curiously as she walked through the large field of grass past a giant rock climbing wall and a river. Sonya felt a bit embarrassed, suddenly aware of how disheveled she was. Her jeans had grass and dirt stains from when she had fallen outside the camp. Her AC/DC shirt had ragged holes in the back where the Harpy’s claws had dug into her flesh.
Chiron led her to one of many cabins surrounding a large green grassy clearing. This cabin was simple and resembled a typical summer camp cabin in its architecture, but was much bigger, and when she entered she realized why. Cabin 11 was jam-packed with kids, tweens, and teens all in shirts that said Camp Half-Blood. Some looked mischievous and others looked bored. None of them looked very much alike, and their chatter became hushed as she entered. Four teenage boys who looked to be Sonya’s age looked up from a boardgame they were playing on one of the many bunk beds.
Chiron spoke, finally. “Luke, this is Sonya.”
One of the board-gaming boys got up from the floor. He was tall, slim, and had dark curly hair. A long thin scar graced the right side of his face, making a vertical line from his cheekbone to his jaw. Sonya blushed as the boy approached her. She discreetly leaned against the doorframe so that she didn’t fall from cataplexy.
“Welcome, Sonya.” Luke said. His voice was friendly and put her at ease.
“Thanks,” She replied.
“I’m sorry about your brother. I’m sure he’d love to know you made it to Camp Half-Blood safely.” Luke said.
Sonya frowned. “He’s not here? Uh… why are you sorry?”
“I’ll leave you two to talk things through,” Chiron said in a serious tone, retreating from the cabin door and exiting towards the fields.
The gravity of Luke’s words and Chiron’s reaction to the topic of Miguel registered in Sonya’s heart. Was Miguel… dead? It felt like a slap in the face, but the way Luke phrased things…
“Oh… I see.” Luke said, pursing his lips and glancing angrily for a moment in the direction of where Chiron was leaving. “I thought Chiron would’ve told you. Your brother is… dead. I’m so sorry, Sonya.”
Tears welled up in her eyes. It felt like a slap in the face. Sonya couldn’t figure out if it was anger or sadness that brought the tears. She slid to the ground, the cataplexy getting the best of her. Luke crouched down by her, looking very concerned as Sonya slumped with her eyes closed but still streaming with tears.
“What’s wrong with her?” One of the other kids who had been playing the board game asked.
“Give her some space guys. I think she passed out.” Luke said, sternly. “Can you hear me, Sonya?” Luke said, gently placing his hand on her shoulder. Sonya was unresponsive as another minute ticked by. “Go get some ice water from the big house!” Luke instructed. “I’ll keep an eye on her and I’ll make sure she doesn’t stop breathing.”
Sonya heard campers rushing by her. She fought against the cataplexy. Even just trying to open her mouth and speak felt impossible. She wanted so badly to let Luke and the other campers know she was ok. Finally. She felt her emotions calm down a bit, while focusing on Luke’s comforting hand on her shoulder. She blinked open her eyes, regaining control of her muscles and gasping for much needed air. She saw Luke’s stressed and intense expression and she immediately knew she should explain, before those other campers came back and dunked ice water on her.
“I’m ok… I’m ok.” She said. “I’m sorry. I just… I got emotional, and when I feel strong emotions I lose muscle control. It’s a condition that’s called cataplexy. It’s part of my life as a narcoleptic.” Sonya said quickly, worried she’d get another bought of cataplexy and become paralyzed again.
Luke only seemed to relax a little bit. “That sounds like it really sucks. Is there any way I can help you when that happens? Can you breathe during cat… cat….?”
“—cataplexy. Yeah. I can breathe sometimes but if I fall face down or in a position that obstructs my breathing, it can get really bad.” Sonya felt embarrassed. What a way to hit it off with Luke. I just sent him and the other campers into a panic. “There’s not much you can do except make sure I’m able to breathe. Or get help if I hit my head.” Sonya elaborated.
“Oh. I’m sorry. Well, I guess this goes without saying,” Luke said, “but don’t go places alone if you can help it. I can keep an eye on you if you want.” He offered.
“Thanks.” Sonya said, relieved and surprised somebody cared enough to look out for her. A stark contrast to life with my family, back home.
“So, uh…” Luke offered a reassuring smile. “Did you bring anything with you to Camp Half-Blood? Or should I get you a sleeping bag and stuff like that?”
“I had a few things but I lost it when running from the Harpies.” Sonya sighed.
At that moment three demigods came rushing in with a giant bucket of ice water. “Is she still breathing?!” The girl holding the back of the bucket said, straining to keep her grip.
Sonya stood up so the girl could see she was ok. “I’m fine now!”
“Oh…. Luke? What should we do with the ice water?” The trio of campers asked.
Luke got up from the wood floor. “We COULD dump it in the river…. Or…” Luke paused, smirking mischievously. “We can use it to get back at Alex and Finn… for stealing the cabin savings.”
The latter idea was met by a loud chatter of agreement. Sonya giggled. She liked this Luke guy. He seems to have a good sense of humor.
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thelunarsystemwrites · 2 months
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Nightmare the caregiver headcanons!
(Just me ranting abt undertale au agere, featuring the bad sanses! This is gonna be a new AU-)
Nightmare: Caregiver. Very calm and sorta stoic, occasionally tired of the nonsense but has a good habit of keeping his cool. He may seem uninterested, but knows where all of his boys are, at all time. It's almost scary-
Killer: Middle. He's on the younger side of a middle, being 9 - 10 when regressed. He likes annoying Nightmare, and being playful. Calls nightmare "Pops" or "Dad"! He likes gaming a lot when regressed, which can be anything he can be chaotic in. (Mostly minecraft, but sometimes older games like COD.) He also occasionally slips younger, around 6? And when he's that young, he follow Nightmare just about everywhere, VERY talkative little.
Horror: Little. He's a toddler essentially, 3 - 4. And a very spacing out, unaware one at that. Nightmare absolutely has to keep an eye on him at all times, due to the fact that he will try to chew on anything and everything. To combat this, Nightmare shape shifts one of his tendrils into a harness, keeping Horror secure. Also, he goes completely non-verbal while regressed!
Murder/Dust: Little, very tiny. We're talking he goes 0 - 1, maybe 2. He's an Involuntary regressor, as he believes he doesn't really deserve it. When he's regressed, he's very clingy, and wants to be carried at all times, since he misses Papy's hugs and carrying him. Speaking of Paps! He often helps encourages Dust to ask for things he needs, like a binky, or bottle, blanket, so on!
Cross: Flip. He's not really the regressing type, so he's more of an age dreamer/partial regressor! When regressed, he's pretty quiet, likes to read, or bake (with supervision) he really can't tell his regressed age, which nightmare will reassure him that, it's okay! And, really Cross prefers being a babysitter, mostly to watch Killer. He's better with older kids!
And with that... i feel like I should be writing a story about this, huh.
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midnighmoonligh · 4 months
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CoD Age Regression Head Canon's
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Character's Contained are...
Simon " Ghost " Riley
John " Soap " MacTavish
Kyle " Gaz " Gerrick
John Price
Gary " Roach " Sanderson
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Simon " Ghost " Riley
2-8 little, 32 big
Age Dreamer and Caregiver!
Simon takes age dreaming literally. He regresses as he's falling asleep. It usually helps him sleep!
He often dreams of being cared for or having a healthy childhood.
Sometimes he can regress outside of the use he uses it for, but it's rare.
He doesn't know he does it, doesn't even know there's a name for it.
He's a fun but stern caregiver. Although he doesn't mind playing with littles.
He does, however, prefer to keep things calm (sleepy littles are a good pair for him!) as he is usually exhausted from pushing himself at work.
He treats littles like actual children out of habit.
Simon is generally really good with littles and children from his experiences with his nephew.
He is not good with pet regressors, has tried in the past but it hits too close to home.
If he ever does tell someone he regresses, he rather they ignore it instead of acknowledging it.
Simon had originally learned about age regression from a past therapist. They brought it up in suggest to helping him.
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John " Soap " MacTavish
4-8 little, 26 big
Age regressor and Caregiver
He doesn't have a preference on caring for someone nor being cared for.
Soap has a very good handle on his regression.
Originally he learned about age regression from one of his older sisters during high school, who had a friend who regressed. She taught him well.
He only really regresses when he's very stressed, or has retained an extreme injury.
When caring for someone, he's 100% the fun uncle. He's not good with punishments or anything, so he usually needs another caregiver like Ghost to balance him out.
He isn't good with pet regressors, but he's willing to learn. He's not comfortable with dog/puppy regressors (canonly captain MacTavish doesn't like dogs!).
He loves toys and playing. His favorite game is tag.
He's attached to a stuffed animal one of his older sisters sent him. He carries it around everywhere when he regresses.
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Kyle " Gaz " Gerrick
Big Age 27
Caregiver
Gaz, like Soap, is the fun uncle type. He loves causing chaos with a little. However, unlike Soap, he is able to give punishments when needed.
He doesn't need to work with another caregiver, but doesn't mind doing so.
He while being an uncle type, in terms of caregiver types Gaz falls under a playful cg.
He loves playing with his little. He's good with pets as well!
Originally, Gaz had learned about regression by accident, but later when he met Price he was taught more by him. He has a lot of friends back at home who are regressors, so he's very supportive <3.
He's a pretty clumsy caregiver and can't cook past the basics, but he does his best.
His room on base is very cozy and safe for regressors. He even keeps a box of brand new little gear under his bed.
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John Price
Big Age 37
Caregiver
Price is extremely good with kids and littles. He absolutely adores them. He never fails to get excited when he meets a little.
He's a good balance between loving and kid, but stern and guiding. He does not need another caregiver and usually prefers to not team up with another due to clashing.
Out of the 141, he has the most experience with regression. He's even the one who teaches Gaz!
He originally learned from an old friend about what it is. He has never met an age regressor before, but he does have his suspicions with Soap and Ghost.
Price is infertile, can't have kids, but really wants them. He tends to project this when he cares for an age regressor or even a kid.
He keeps brand new little gear in his office, just in case he ever meets one.
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Gary " Roach " Sanderson
1-7 little, 31 big
Age Regressor and Babysitter
He doesn't feel he's good with kids, but he doesn't mind babysitting a regressor.
He usually has a caregiver with him when he does care for a regressor, as sometimes another regressor can trigger him to regress too.
He's not great with pets, but he's currently learning.
Roach is semi-verbal, though he only really speaks to Ghost and his parents.
Loves anything bugs and playing outside.
Uses both ASL and BSL, though mostly BSL. Ghost also taught him Morse code.
Autism and ADHD <3.
Will have major sensory issues with fabrics and his scars.
Prone to fits and tantrums.
Don't leave him alone in a room with Gaz and Soap.
Roach learned about age regression from a therapist. He uses it as a coping mechanism, but often prefers to care for others rather than be cared for.
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zoomzooomfast · 3 months
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So one of many parts of me explaining my sims HC's of how the sims universe is
Part One The Timeline
So Sims 3 is messy in the timeline because different worlds take place at different times so that will be noted when needed
The Sims 4 is similar in difficulty but also different because" it's an AU" so the Sims 4 is taken lightly on the timeline with parts that will be built upon later in explanation posts
the baseline of years are also based of the constant characters of the goths and the fact that sims 2 came out in 2004
-Sims 3 Twinbrook- between 1900-1910(The Curious brothers grandfather was a toddler)
-The Sims 3-Late 1950s-Early 60s
-Sims 3 Monte Vista, Roaring Heights -Late 60s-early 70s(The Montys and Capps are still young and growing a there families)
-Sims 3 Midnight Hollow, Lucky Palms, Moonlight falls-Mid 70s-early 80s(The Summerdreams are young adults, The Dreamers are young adults, Nervous Subject is a toddler)
-Sims 3 Aurora Skies -Some time during the early 80s (The Beaker siblings are alive and Loki is a child)
-The Sims 1- the late 80s-early 90s(The goths are adults and Cassy is a young child with out her brother Alex)
-Sims 3 Sunlit Tide-between 1986-1988( I know this is really specific but if the pleasant twins are between 14-16 in 2004 they had to be born between 1988-1990 and Mary-Sue and Daniel are on their honeymoon in Sunlit Tide. This also takes into account the theory that if The Sims 1 had a teen life stage Daniel would have been a teenager.)
-The sims 4 Horse Ranch and Cottage Living-Mid 90s-Late 90s (I put these two together earlier than The Sims 4 because Mortimer's aunt Agnus and her "Dead Husband" are elders)
-Sims 3 Dragon Valley-Mid 90s(John and Jennifer Burb are unmarried and Lucy isn't born yet)
-The Sims 2- 2004-05 (This is the baseline year with Bella being abducted in the Summer of 04 and then I am guessing the events of The Sims 2 take place between Summer 04 and then Summer 05 given the handful of pregnancies we know of and the fact that Seasons start in the winter with the exception of the Greenman who start the next spring)
-The Sims 4- the 2010s-Present ( Look at the game and tell me you don't think it takes place in the 2010s it might just be the fault of the game being stuck in 2014 in style)
-Sims 3 Lunar Lake- 2020s ( I just feel like its the vibe of Lunar Lakes plus if Mathilde Goth is the third goth child that would have had to be born after Belles abduction in the 2000s she would be a young adult now pretty much )
-Sims 3 into the future-"New World Hundreds of Years into the Future" (this is a direct quote from the back of the Disc)
Parts I want to but somewhere else on the timeline but I am not sure where I would
The Sims 4: My Wedding Stories- In My Wedding Stories Arnessa Thebe talks about how she misses her Aunt Queen and Uncle Eetion. And how her and her dad{Queen's Brother} would visit them time to time when she was a kid. So this just creates a wired gap I have yet to figure out yet.
Princess Cordelia Thebe- So still being on my Thebes issue. In the sims 4 in text it suggest that Princess Cordelia lived at least 100 or so before the events of the sims 4. But Arnessa is referred to as her Descendant which to me suggests more than 5 generations But I think that maybe Arnessa is like her great-great granddaughter. because in 100 year you don't really get decedents you get great-great grandkids. Maybe Cordelia never got to meet if she was older and had a kid or two.
If you read this whole thing WOW. If your wondering what I am on to come up with this much of a sims everything timeline my answer is hyperfixation and Cherry Slush Alani. I think its wild this is just my like baseline timeline to without any like actual headcanons besides estimated ages.
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kirkycurls · 10 months
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You Jump, I Jump, Jack
When a gorgeous metalhead and his band move into town, your dreary summer pouring coffees is turned on its head—for the better.
*Set in some nondescript American town *Story Kirk is 88/89!Kirk (26/27) and MC is 24 *Not necessarily historically accurate band-wise and I'm not American so bear with me *5 chapters *Fairly sfw but theme of alcoholism *Happy ending!
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Chapter One
CWs for this chapter: None.
It had been raining for weeks in your small town: industrial bins floating down the street; kids walking to school with silt up to their knees—the kind of June weather nobody saw coming but now nobody could stop talking about.
You didn’t mind it so much. Tucked away behind the counter of Yvette’s pouring coffees all day for mostly middle-aged men reading newspapers, you could stay dry and keep tabs on what was going on outside through the little chocolate box window out front. Spending your weekdays here since graduating college wasn’t what you’d expected, but since your parents had moved even further upstate you’d wanted to feel more financially secure, single as you were.
It was past 11 on Tuesday morning and the rain had slowed to a drizzle. The cafe was empty save for an older couple playing Yvette’s ancient game of mini chess by the radiator and her son Steve wiping down the table by the door. 
“Ste”, you managed, half-focused on the van that had just pulled up at the old Sunday school across the street. “Ste”, you tried again, louder this time.
“What?”, he asked, turning around. “I’m mid-wipe here, sweet. You can’t disrupt the magic man mid-wipe.” 
You laughed, “Spray’s topped up”. 
Gesturing at the bottle of cleaner you’d just refilled, you rolled your eyes with a smile as he approached the counter with a look of mock offence.
Still smiling to yourself, your eyes wandered past him to the dark-haired guy that had just jumped out of the van, his face screwed up in disgust as he looked down at the muddy water lapping round his ankles. Another guy appeared behind him and practically fell out of the vehicle laughing, only to get his jeans soaked to the knee as he tripped on a hidden drainage cover. 
Boys, you thought. 
The dark-haired guy said something to his amused friend and looked around, taking in the street and the flood, eyes roaming disinterestedly until they landed on the coffee shop with the faded name of the owner above the door, and, through the small front window… you.
You swallowed. Feeling a presence to your right, you blinked and turned to see Steve watching you with an indiscernible look on his face. 
“Earth to the dreamer”, he mocked, switching to his usual grinning state, pumping his eyebrows like a five-year-old with a secret. “Fancy a heavy metal concert?”
“What?”, you huffed with a laugh. 
“Those guys are setting up shop in there”, he said, pointing towards the steady stream of instruments and various studio pieces a taller third guy was now hauling out the back of the van. “Metallica. Heard of ‘em?”
You shook your head.
“Seems they’ve been getting more shows recently so they wanna set up a permanent residence somewhere local—a sort of HQ.”
That broke you out of your reverie. 
“Um, and you know this how?”, you scoffed. Steve wasn’t exactly the type to be up to date with the town gossip. He could usually be found on his girlfriend’s couch with his hand down his pants and a baseball game on the TV when he wasn’t on shift. He wasn’t stupid and he definitely wasn’t a bad guy, but by your standards, he was beyond help.
Before he could answer, a sudden gust of warm air blew into the cafe, the bell above the door protesting loudly. The napkins you’d tidied an hour before were whipped into a flurry. 
With a sigh, you knelt down to retrieve the stray few floating to the ground at your feet, hearing the approach of heavy, squelching boots. 
“Sorry…didn’t mean to ruin your good work”, a boyish male voice chuckled from above you. Returning to your feet, brow furrowed in mild exasperation, you locked eyes with the culprit. 
Grinning at you with a set of perfectly imperfect teeth, shining chocolate-brown eyes, and a mane of dark, glossy curls, the first guy from the van stood leaning against the counter, one hand outstretched with the offer of returning the collected napkins to their tray.
Damn. White noise fizzed inside your head as you unsuccessfully attempted a reply. He’s cute.
Steve sniggered behind you. 
“This is Kirk”, he laughed. 
You turned, a look of mild confusion on your face. 
“Hammett”, the guy from the van added, dropping his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Kirk’s in Metallica”, Steve continued, still amused by your temporary muteness. 
“Lead guitar, right?” 
Kirk smiled and nodded. 
“He was in here last week with his friend James.”
“Oh right, hi…”, you managed, suddenly self-conscious.
You turned to the counter, smoothing the fallen napkins back into formation. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Kirk’s gaze lingering on your face. 
“Yeah, it’s me, James, Jason, and Lars”, he said, attention back on Steve.
You breathed an internal sigh of relief for being momentarily unobserved. 
Another few seconds of awkward napkin twiddling elapsed until you realised you hadn’t said anything and both Kirk and Steve were expecting you to speak…
Accepting that the obsessively flat paper couldn’t get any flatter, you took a breath; fixing your best customer service smile before diving into a string of questions…
First for Steve: What day did they visit the cafe last week? Did you make them lunch? Did you tell him about me?
And then Kirk: What’s the situation with redecorating the Sunday-school-turned-heavy-metal-headquarters? Don’t you think it’s funny that it’ll go from a religious building to a house of vice? Why are you so gorgeous…?
In the process, you learned that Kirk and James (the tall, muscular one you’d seen unloading gear) had headed over for a takeout order last Friday whilst finalising the rent on the new place. It was particularly busy that day—Fridays always were—and you didn’t remember seeing them. Kirk explained how the daughter of the now deceased man who’d owned the school was practically begging them to take it off her hands, so the band had bought it for next to nothing. Kirk and James had taken most of the old furnishings to the dump already; all that really needed taking care of now was repainting the place and positioning their stuff. 
While the three of you talked, a large party of customers entered the cafe; each now in various states of shaking out umbrellas and settling down to browse the lunchtime menu. You knew the conversation would have to end soon, as the 12 o’clock rush could get pretty hairy.
Before you had a chance to pipe up, Steve chimed in. 
“Oh we can help out with a few licks of paint easy”, he said to no-one in particular, straightening up and taking in the still increasing crowd. You could hear the son-of-the-manager gears clicking in his head, greasing up in preparation to make a few extra tips.
His hand landed on your shoulder.
“Why don’t you take tomorrow off and help the guys. Mom’s gonna be around anyway; I’m sure she’ll understand and we both know you’re artistic”, he winked, referencing the time he’d caught you making sickeningly girly latte art when you were supposed to be servicing the coffee machine. 
Your eyes flew to Kirk who was looking more than pleased with the idea.
“Would you?” 
You hesitated, then nodded; a little bewildered and not sure how you felt about being roped in on your own.
“That’d be awesome, thanks.” He leant over and gave a light bump to your arm. 
You tried to suppress a smile. Butterflies.
“Great”, Steve grinned.
“I’ll let you both figure out the details. But right now could you deal with that delivery out back? I forgot to sort it earlier.” You rolled your eyes. 
“Hey, relax. I’ll deal with this crowd so just take your time. Nice to see you again, Kirk.”
A nod from Kirk. “Yeah you too, man.”
Left alone, Kirk turned to you; a cheeky smile dancing on his lips as he rapped the counter and said, “So…”.
You let out a light laugh. “What?”
“Need any help?” 
“Oh, no…you don’t have to to do that”, you replied, making your way behind the counter to grab some supplies but secretly hoping he’d push the point.
“Ah it’s no bother, trust me”, Kirk continued, following you halfway. "There’ll be nothing going on over there today except Lars arguing with James about the feng shui and me and Jase trying to mediate.”
You laughed, feeling some of the tension melting from your body.
He was nice.
“Nah, I’m just kidding; I don’t think either of them know what feng shui is.”
That earned a belly laugh from you. 
You knelt down to the cupboard under the sink to locate a pen, calculator and packing knife; letting your hair cover your face to hide your shyness after letting out such an indiscrete sound. 
“So can I?” Kirk asked. “Help?”
Finding what you needed, you straightened, finding Kirk firmly planted a few feet in-front of you with no sign of backing down.
“Uh yeah, sure…why not. I’ll make us some coffee”, you smiled. “It’s just through that door and right ahead—you’ll find it”, you said, watching as he wandered off in the direction you’d given.
“Awesome”, he fired back, “can’t wait”.
You watched him leave, hands reaching up playfully to hit the door frame as he went. 
You smiled to yourself. This was definitely not how you’d imagined your day playing out: meeting a cute metalhead, making plans to help paint his band’s new headquarters and now pouring black coffee into takeout cups so the pair of you could sort a delivery together? No, this was not what you were picturing for this so-far dismal summer. 
Securing the lids to the drinks, you pocketed the stock supplies in your apron and headed out back, coffee for two in hand.
Parting Yvette’s handmade beaded curtain with your right shoulder, the wind chime over your head sang as you emerged from the back porch, crossing the few steps to the centre of the stock area and setting the cups on one of the two piles of delivery boxes filling the compact space. The stock area wasn’t much; in fact it was literally just Yvette’s garden, as she lived upstairs—a quaint, currently gazebo-roofed yard with stone-walled raised flower beds set around the perimeter.
Kirk was inspecting some gnarly looking plants in the far corner when you arrived, turning as you placed the coffee down to make a joke about The Day of the Triffids. It was true Yvette hadn’t given as much care to the flora and fauna out here as she had to the cafe, which was her pride and joy. She’d been out of town a lot recently on various craft retreats and managerial workshops, so the place needed a little TLC. 
Kirk picked up the coffee nearest him, cheersing it with the air in thanks before taking a sip and carefully placing it back. 
“So what’s first?” He rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. 
You removed the packing knife from your apron and set it next to your own cup, then walked over to the other pile of boxes, hands on your hips as you considered the best way to start.
“I need to check the stock matches what’s listed on the invoices, so if you could maybe help stack them according to the package number that’d really help.”
“As you wish”, Kirk answered, shucking off his jacket and discarding it on the wall.
Five minutes or so passed as you stood back near the doorway watching Kirk shift the boxes. He was chatting away about his bandmates, giving you a colourful mental image of their individual personalities: James, the lead singer and a pretty wild partier; Lars, the Danish drummer, always with a cocky word to try and trip you up; and Jason, badass bassist who was all about working hard for the fans. 
You agreed to meet up outside their new place around nine the next morning, aware that you’d only been given one day off work thus far and impatient to see Kirk in his natural habitat. 
As you listened, offering him various strategic “mmm”s and “oh right”s, your eyes wandered not so innocently along his sweat-dampened neck and the straining muscles in his arms, down to the way his strong hands gripped the underside of the boxes… You noted how gently he set them down, heavy as they were. 
“What do you think then?” 
“Huh?” You snapped to as you realised Kirk had asked you a question, a slightly self-conscious look in his eye as if nervous for your response.  
You mentally traced back to what he’d been talking about while you were…gawping…and recalled him inviting you to pizza and beer that evening to meet the guys before everyone got to work tomorrow.
“Oh, yeah.” You exhaled a laugh. “Yeah of course, I’d love to.”
He looked relieved, and a bit excited, you thought.
“Ah great, I knew you’d be up for it”, he replied, back to his usual self. “I can show you around and you can finally tell me some more about you”, he joked, flicking some of the debris from the boxes at you. 
You both laughed, acknowledging that you hadn’t exactly been a chatty Cathy since he’d arrived. 
It was at that point you decided you actually liked this guy. He was relaxing to be around; interesting, kind, very attractive; and there was something in his eyes that made you feel a sense of kinship. He didn’t step on your toes but he didn’t shy away from trying to get closer either. 
Kirk took a step back to admire his handiwork. Very neat.
“That’ll do thanks, I can take it from here”, you smiled, peeling yourself away from the wall. 
“You sure?” He answered. 
“Yeah, honestly. This next bit’s pretty boring”, you chuckled. “Go and sit down—you’ve earned it.”
He looked relieved as he made his way back to his original spot, flinging himself down on his back on the wall with one hand gently pulling at a spray of pink carnations and the other hanging freely.
You turned back to the boxes with a smile, taking the calculator and pen from your apron pocket to start checking the invoices.
A minute or so of pleasant quiet fell as the conversation petered off. You busied yourself with the calculator, almost forgetting Kirk’s presence as you got into the details of the invoices taped to the side of each package.
Then, “I saw you last week you know.” 
You froze momentarily, pen between your teeth, glad you had your back to him so he wouldn’t see the slight blush tinging your cheekbones. It made you uncomfortable to know someone had perceived you without your noticing—especially him, with his big brown eyes and gorgeous curly hair you’d imagined running your fingers through more than a few times since your initial conversation inside.
“Is that okay?”, he interrupted the silence.
You turned around, pen dropping into your hand. 
“Of course, why wouldn’t it be?” 
He didn’t respond. He’d changed positions since before; now leaning forwards with his elbows on his knees and fingers steepled, observing you with the ghost of a smile and the kindest eyes. You felt your heart swell and then catch as you became aware of the seconds ticking by. 
God, this guy, you thought. 
No-one had had this kind of effect on you since…well, ever. No past boyfriend had looked at you like he was looking right now. 
Move, then. Don’t just stand here like an idiot.
You stretched forward to grab the packing knife from the first pile of boxes, desperate to break the awkwardness that had descended out of nowhere, but as soon as you reached for the handle, the safety clicked, shooting the blade into the still-full takeout cups and landing warm coffee all over Kirk’s thighs. “Shxt!”, you cried, hands flying to your mouth. “I’m so sorry.”
Kirk jumped up, visibly stunned but recovering quickly. Meanwhile, you were garbling out a string of profuse “Sorry”s and standing fixed to the spot, completely unable to move. 
“Hey, hey…it’s fine, relax”, Kirk assured you. You pulled your hands from your eyes to see him laughing, clearly unbothered. 
“I’ve got dirt up to my knees from the damn flood out front; these jeans obviously weren’t meant for me.” 
Your panic eased as you realised he wasn’t mad. You laughed awkwardly, tucking your arms around yourself in an attempt to calm down. Without a word, Kirk jogged past you through the beaded curtain.
Crap, is that really how that’s gonna end? 
You needn’t have worried. A few seconds later he returned with a wad of napkins and bent down to mop up the spillage. 
“If you knew how many times I’ve had to clean up puke from the floor in my house after a night with the guys, you wouldn’t be so worried”, he winked. 
You exhaled with a smile, hitching your skirt up a little to kneel down and help him. 
If you hadn’t both been busy sharing sweet glances and bumping arms as you cleaned up your first drinks together, you would have noticed that the rain had stopped completely and the sun come out from behind the clouds for the first time in weeks. 
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kanzakurawrites · 7 months
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Descendant's Character List Part One: AK's
I have been asked to make a list of characters who appear in my fics, both book canon and ocs, so... I apologize for how long this is going to be. (The only characters excluded on this list are those who appear in the movies).
This is everyone born before the first Descendants movie. I may add on to this list as time goes on and more characters are created. All ages are the ages at the time of D1. I headcanon that the first movie takes place in March-April of 2015, or A.C. 20
Alice:
"Ally" Allison (Canon) - First seen in Wicked World. I made "Ally" be a nickname. Longs to be a detective, and works at her mother's tea shop. 15
Aladdin & Jasmine:
Prince Aziz (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 17
Prince Amir (Canon?) - His name is said during the Tourney Game in the first movie, spelled Amir according to subtitles. His jersey says Emir, but I went with the "A" spelling and made him Aladdin and Jasmine's son. 15
Princess Jamila (OC) - The baby of the family. 12
Anastasia and Dimitri:
Princess Alina (OC) - 18
Prince Damien (OC) - 14
Princess Dasha (OC) - 13
Anna & Kristoff:
Prince Aleksander (OC) - Heir to Arendalle. His friend group consists of Pierre, Emery, Ruby and Erica. 18
Prince Aksel (OC) - Best friends with Elsie and Ben, good friends with Reiner. 16
Prince Asmund (OC) - 13
Princess Kari (OC) - Best friends with Eira. 9
Princess Klara (OC) - The youngest of the family, and friends with Clementine Charming. 7
Ariel & Eric:
Princess Melody (Canon) - First appeared in The Little Mermaid 2. She's quite a bit older than her little sisters, and is married with kids of her own (all ocs who won't really appear much). The only reason she hasn't taken over her parents kingdom was at King Beast's request to wait until Ben became High King. 32
Princess Abi (OC) - She is older than Ebba by only 6 minutes, but unlike her sister she doesn't have as strong of a call to the sea. With that said, she is still a mermaid. 16
Princess Ebba (OC) - Ebba loves the sea and everything to do with it. 16
Princess Elle (Canon-ish) I believe she was confirmed by Kenny Ortega. She was born without the use of her legs, but thanks to her grandfather, is able to transform into a mermaid. 14
Aurora and Phillip:
Prince Pierre (OC) - Audrey's older brother and heir to Aurora and Phillip's kingdom. He is dating Ruby Fitzherbert. 20
"Cinderella" Ella and Kit:
Princess Karine (OC) - Chad's younger sister. She's best friends with Reiner. 14
Prince Emil (OC) - He has not yet started at Auradon Prep. 11
Princess Clementine (OC) - 6
Elsa:
Erica (OC) - Inherited her mother's powers, but grew up in the Arendalle castle with her cousins at King Beast's "request". 19
Eira (OC) - Best friends with her cousin Kari. Unlike her sister, Eira got to be raised in Northuldra. She has powers similar to Elsa's. 10
Esmerelda & Phoebus:
Zephyr (Canon) - First seen in Hunchback of Notre Dame 2. Best friends with Li Shang Jr. 19 as of D1
Genie & Dalia (From the live action Aladdin)
Lian (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 22
Omar (Canon) - Seen in the live action Aladdin movie. 21
Jordan (Canon) First seen in Wicked World. 15
Hercules and Megara:
"Herkie" Hyllus (Canon) - Mentioned in the books. I made "Herkie" a nickname while naming him after on of mythology-Hercules son's. 16 as of D1
Makaria (Kinda Oc) - Named after one of mythology-Hercules daughters. 15 as of D1
Merida & Feradach (Bravely book):
Marette (OC) - The eldest of Merida's triplets. Marette is a dreamer, and loves to be out in the highlands. 15
Moira (OC) - 1 hour younger than Marette, and 30 minutes older than Maisie. Moira is a warrior, she's trained to be one. 15
Maisie (OC) - The youngest of the girls and the most "lady-like". 15
Mulan & Shang:
Li Shang Jr (Canon) - Mentioned in Rise of the Isle of the Lost. 19.
Rapunzel and Eugene:
(I accidentally put Elsie and Reiner as 14. They are not. They are 15 in D1)
Prince Emery (OC) - Heir to Corona. 19
Princess Ruby (Wicked World) - She's in her last year of school and dating Pierre. 18
Prince Reiner (OC) - The heir to the Dark Kingdom. He's Elsie's fraternal twin, and his best friend is Karine Charming. He's also good friends with Aksel and Ben, partially due to his sister's friendship with them. 15
Princess Elsie (OC) - Reiner's fraternal twin sister. She's a lot more bubbly than her twin brother, and is best friends with Aksel and Ben. 15
Princess Edeline (OC) - She's not quite as friendly as her siblings, and is focused on ballet. 14
Princess Rosalind (OC) - She was a surprise baby and has her older siblings all wrapped around her finger. Along with most of Corona as well. 5
Robin Hood & Maid Marian:
Rowan Hood (OC) - 18 as of D1.
Bobby Hood (Canon) - 17. Mentioned in the books.
Mason Hood (OC) - 16 as of D1
Roger and Anita Radcliffe:
Rebecca (OC) - 15 as of D1
Andrew (OC) - 13 as of D1
Snow White & Florian:
Princess Sandra (OC) - 14
Princess Sascha (OC) - 8
Tiana & Naveen:
Princess Teresa (OC) - 17
Prince Tyrone (Canonish?) - His name is on a Tourney jersey, I just gave him parents and a personality. 16
Princess Naomi (OC) - She's best friends with Carolina, her Aunt Charlotte's daughter. 14
The Madrigals (Yes, I'm putting them all together):
Dominique (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's oldest. 8
Felix (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's son, named after his grandpa. Nicknamed Fe. 6
Ines (OC) - Isabella's oldest. 6
Emmanuel (OC) - Luisa's oldest. 6
Soraya (OC) - Isabella's youngest. 4
Catalina (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 4
Mercedes (OC) - Dolores and Mariano's daughter. 3
Lorenzo (OC) - Luisa's son. 2
Natalia (OC) - Camilo's daughter. 1
Others:
Koa (OC) - The son of Kida and Milo, and heir to Atlantis. 21
Derek (Canon) - First mentioned in Escape from the Isle of the Lost. Dopey's son, Doug's older brother. 18
Tiger Peony (Canon) - First mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. 17
Brendan (Canonish) - He's on the Tourney team, I just gave him parents. Son of Big Nose and Assunta (Tangled: The Series). 17
Colton (OC) - Charlotte la Bouff's son. 17.
Carolina (OC) - Charlotte's daughter. Best friends with Naomi. 14
Arabella (Canon) - Seen in Rise of the Isle of the Lost, Arabella is one of Ariel's nieces. 14
Lorne (OC) - The daughter of Leezie, a character from the book Bravely. 14
Callum (OC) - The son of Leezie, and younger brother to Lorne. 12
Graham (OC) - Leezie's youngest child. 7
Pin (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Pinocchio. 13
Maia (OC) - The daughter of Kida and Milo. She wasn't happy about being sent to Auradon Prep. 12
Artie (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Son of Arthur. 11
Marin (OC) - Daughter of Melody, Ariel and Eric's oldest grandchild. 9
Malik (OC) - Son of Melody. 7
Mahalia (OC) - Daughter of Moana. 8
Finlay (OC) - Son of Hamish, one of Merida's brothers. 3
Murdoch (OC) - Son of Hubert, one of Merida's brothers. 2
Amelia (OC) - Daughter of Hamish. 2
Ean (OC) - Son of Harris, one of Merida's brothers. 1
I'm sorry if this is confusing! And with how long it is, there's not much to say about all the characters. But feel free to ask me about any of them, or even give suggestions for other Disney characters who might have kids!
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multifandomenjoyerr · 4 months
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🍼 random characters I think would be agere
Hunter — The Owl House
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• Flip & Puppy regressor 🐾🦴
• found out about agere from Amity who regresses too.
• regressor lean, is a baby and husky regressor
• willow is his cg
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Wolfwood — Trigun (all version)
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• young kid and wolf pup regressor
• doesn't have a cg but regresses with Vash
• loves being babysat by Milly
• just wants to be held
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Arthur Morgan — Red dead redemption 2
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• age dreamer & pup regressor
• likes to chew on anything he can get ahold of
• low energy, prefers to nap instead
• Stole John's hat once and shredded it (accidentally)
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Vash — Trigun (all versions)
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• Flip! Guardian!CG & baby regressor
• very sweet baby. Regresses with wolfwood
• takes care of wolfwood when not little
• baby spoiler
• always shares his toys
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Damon — Broken colors
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• age regressor
• has over 10 bee plushies
• just a shy baby
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Gojo — Jujutsu Kaisen
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• Flip!CG lean
• older kid regressor
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C!Ranboo — Ranboo, mcyt
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• trauma CG
• semiverb cg, loves to cuddle their little
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bunnelbaby · 2 years
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🦉✨ Aroace Age Dreamer and Older Kid Age Dreamer Hunter icons requested by @lilsproutsgarden (please reblog if you save)! ✨🦉
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we-are-inevitable · 1 year
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ok so i was talking to @to-be-a-dreamer @tarantulas4davey and @carpe-diem-since-1899 about racetrack things the other day and i just thought i would dump some of those thoughts here bc i am So invested in this weird little guy
anyway i just ,, i have a lot of feelings abt jack passing the newsies onto racer once he ages out.
i feel like. charlie is the next choice, but charlie in my eyes is the same age as- if not older than- jack; if jack hadn’t been the leader of the newsboys, it definitely would have been charlie, but jack is the one who took the reins. (this age hc is mostly because of west endsies ngl.) anyway! moving on
jack and charlie have always been a team. charlie is definitely jack’s second in terms of always being there, but race is his second in terms of business- it only makes sense for race to take over when jack is gone, and i just,, i love the concept of race either not really wanting that or not really knowing how to handle that. i think, at his core, race is trying to hold onto whatever youth he has left. its why he’s always cracking jokes, despite how jaded and angry he is under the surface. he pretends not to care or else he’ll crack under the pressure, and when he cracks, it’s angry. it’s mean. his bark is as bad as his bite. so he puts on this front- this childish, snarky, comedic relief front- and he’s terrified of the implications of Being The Leader because he feels like he’ll no longer have that front to hold onto or hide behind. and it takes him a long time, i think, to realize that he doesn’t have to be exactly who Jack was- he can lead the newsboys how he sees fit, he doesn’t need to be a carbon copy of jack, because they’re fundamentally so different. and i think that is just very fun
but more on the anger, because i think it’s an interesting take that is very much represented in West Endsies- as @roideny and @jack-kellys have pointed out before:
i’m interested in the other newsies- especially albert, finch, and maybe spot- seeing that sadness and strain and anger that seems to be taking it’s place as his dominant trait. yeah. bc i think,, i think race is angry at his core, like i said. angry at his position in all of this. angry that jack left, that charlie followed, that davey was never staying in the first place, that spot still thinks of him as a kid instead of a new leader, that other burrough leaders don’t take him seriously because they know him as the jokester. angry that these kids are his kids now, and angry that his kids are still starving, still walking holes in their shoes, still shivering at night and still dying of sickness when the cold weather hits too hard. i want this race to be fucking pissed and i want everyone else to be caught off guard by it.
because, let’s be real, jack wasn’t the roughest leader. he was strong, and dependable, and not afraid to put kids in their place, but he’s still nurturing and parental. after years of being used to that, i think the newsies would struggle with Race for a while, especially as race tries to figure out his leadership style, and i think a lot of that would manifest in this anger that has been bubbling up under the surface for ages- the anger he never lets anyone see because he doesn’t want that.
race has spent anywhere from 5 to 10 years- depending on when you headcanon him to join the newsies- being the funny guy, the clown, the joker; if he’s going to earn respect, he’s going to have to take it from a few kids. lashing out and being brash- all for the sake of keeping everyone safe, of course- but he’s such a different leader than jack, and i think it would be SO fun to explore that more in post-canon works.
i feel like this post is a little disjointed and i may not be explaining things correctly, plus i haven’t actually seen west endsies yet! a lot of this is based on convos with the besties and i am just having brainrot. besties, feel free to jump in with any additions, and anyone reading this: feel free to send asks or talk in the tags <33
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who do you hc as a little and who do you hc as a caregiver in hazbin ? :o
HELLLOOO!!!!!! (Emphasis on the hell) and I am SO glad you asked!!!! (+ a reason to show off my Hazbin redesigns!!!)
angel dust is a Babysitter/Big Brother caregiver and a Trauma Age Dreamer!!!! I don’t have any specific reasonings behind it. But he is SUPER caring, and I could see him having tantrums (not large outbursts, but he has cried and thrown things). He would babysit everyone else and Husk is his Caregiver of course!!
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Husk- Caregiver!!! He would definitely watch everyone and give them advice, he wouldn’t be really… involved. If that makes sense. He’s definitely one to read bed time stories he makes up! ((I have 2 main designs for husk. The one digital one that’s more show accurate, (and cards in the wings!! :> and the one on paper, I drew that one FOREVER because I feel like none of the redesigns i see fit his voice very well)
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Charlie and Vaggie!!!! I love them both. SO MUCH. They’re both flips!!! Charlie… In my mind age regressor Charlie is just canon, not lying to you. She’s always coloring and being SO excited, she’s so cute. I think Charlie toddler/kid regresses! And, when Vaggie is being her CG, she calls her “Little Angel”
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- I think Vaggie is a caregiver mostly, but when she regresses I think it’s to a teen or older kid! She’s usually quiet, not nearly as clingy as Charlie. ! in my Charlie redesign, her horns are supposed to look like hearts! And she has a snake eye in her tail! ! and, Vaggie would have a more goth aesthetic if I were to draw her outfit! I headcanon that all of them take turns looking after eachother!!! Especially Charlie and Angel!
+ my Alastor redesign because… I’m just in love with my redesign. I’m not the biggest fan of Alastor in the show (a lot of missed potential, design wise. And his personality just isn’t my favorite) so no headcanon for him sadly.
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art tag!!! @a-simpfortessa-lesbriean @flightlaw @shifterbee @jynxthelynx135 @demimozy @fun-k-boards @archangelslollipop @xandershifts @drowntowns @achilleslefttoe @shifterbee
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what are your age hcs for tatsuki and soutarou? and misc hcs for urotsuki?
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Gonna be blunt, head is a cluttered junkyard and I'm a rambler with zero self control when right conditions are met [you ask about Special Interests]. plus am tired and really out of it from work cause we had inventory and i ordered too many lunchables [oscar mayer can go to hell]. Will do best to make this coherent, or at least intelligible, but apologies if it's a bit of a mess.
Age Headcanons [If we're going for what they are in game]
Short answer: Soutarou is late 20s-early 30s, Tatsuki ranges between 15-18. [tho ofc when I draw shippy stuff it's an AU and they're both early 20s]
Long answer: Actually thought about this on and off a decent bit and could never really get more than a vague, "Somewhere around this area" for them.
Soutarou is somewhere between late 20s and early 30s. He's old enough to have experienced some shit, try to get clean and back on his feet and get some manual labor experience, and have that ripped from him. Plus some time to isolate and have those thoughts wreck havoc on his mental state.
Tatsuki on the other hand is messier and harder to really give an age to. They could be a kid escaping into fairy tales to avoid reality, or a young adult [18-20] that was forced to grow up too fast and is now suffering from dealing with their fractured identity [have thought about Debris endings occurring around Tats 18th birthday, because they have the "You're not a child, so why do you hold onto such stupid childish fantasies?" thoughts to go on top of everything else and it sorta just breaks them.]
Misc Uro Headcanons
Big Deep angsty Uro hc/kinda what shapes her core for me
You might've heard the quote, “I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that." by Robin Williams. This more or less summarizes my view of Urotsuki at the core. She may not be weighed down by what other dreamers have gone through, but she knows what it's like to be trapped in darkness and though it may not show, she is doing her best to make others happy because she doesn't want others to go through that. [side note: this is huge part of reason for shipping her with Tatsuki. Feel like they'd be the same, tho Tats is way more introverted. That angsty, "You see through the smiles or notice the little things and softly nudge me to say you understand and are there." sorta thing].
Going off that; for the longest time have hc'd that Uro has struggled with an ED and self image issues in the past and a big part of why she loves food and is okay with being herself, and is so supportive of others doing the same, is because she had to fight to get to where she is and is doing her best to make sure others can simply see the joy in life without experiencing the hell she went through.
More lighthearted/Uro's a goofball hcs
Uro is somewhat lactose intolerant but keeps getting sick because she won't. fucking. stop. eating cheese. Or questionable foods in general. "It smells alright so it's probably fine." [narrator voice: It wasn't fine] sorta things.
Probs mentioned this one before but eh, Uro and Sou are one of few dreamers with a drivers license, and Uro's driving doesn't exactly leave most passengers feeling safe so Sou is constantly stepping in when she offers people a ride. The two bicker at each other like an old couple a surprisingly good bit when eyes aren't on them. This paired with them both being older and able to get drunk makes for quite a scene. [Sabi's laughing, Tats is on the floor trying and failing to hide it.]
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She did have a dedicated dream diary at some point, but during a depressive period would start to fill and decorate it with random stuff [silly doodles, poems, stickers , ect], and it's now more like a thought scrapbook or therapeutic outlet for her. Pages that are just her jotting down memories that make her happy have little sticky note bookmarks so she can flip through them when feeling down.
Her head is a mess and all over the place, and her counting sheep is like a ritual she semi-depends on to fall asleep since it gets her to focus on one thing and relax [its a sorta behavioral dependency that if she was somehow barred from doing, she'd probs stress out and not be able to sleep.]
Hope you enjoyed or were at least satisfied with rambling anon ◠⸜⸝◠~
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Ok u guys I couldn't help myself so here is the parallel post for everyone's favorite gay punk high school dropouts,,, the incomparable Ronan Lynch and Chloe Price!!
Obviously they have very similar character arcs and I think the main thing unifying them as characters is the way that grief takes shape in young people, both inside and out.
(this will have spoilers for the raven cycle + extended universe and life is strange + extended universe btw)
Each are described as being very jubilant and bright characters because of their happy childhoods before their transformations. They had extremely loving environments to grow up in that were stolen by loss. When their fathers died, it changed everything, as it would for anyone, but what amplified the pain of this loss for each of them is added loss that is (perceivably) chosen. When Ronan's dad died, Ronan was also confronted with the knowledge that he wasn't allowed to see his mom anymore, and for reasons he can't understand, she hasn't pushed back on this contingency at all. When Chloe's dad died, she had the awful luck of Max, her best friend, moving away only days later, and even though Max promised she would be there for Chloe despite the new distance between them, Max never calls or makes any effort to maintain contact with Chloe. So both of these characters are forced at a young age to endure unspeakable grief for their closest family member, but on top of that, their next closest support system CHOOSES (from their understanding, at least) not to help them get through this even though they could.
So what impression does that leave them with? This intentional rejection gives them the impression that they are not worth support, not worth loving. And they each have prior evidence from the world to support that claim:
Ronan has spent nearly his entire childhood isolated from the world because he's a dreamer. We know he isn't allowed to hang out with friends like a normal kid would. He comes to find out that not every kid can do the things he can do, in fact, from what he can tell, NO kid can. He has his brothers, who he got along with at the time, but neither of them would ever have to deal with the same otherness that Ronan did. On top of this, he's the only gay person that he even knows or knows OF. The world is beating this sense into him, this sense that he does not belong and that he is doomed never to be understood by anyone. You are made of dreams and this world is not for you.
And Chloe, a new student at Blackwell at the time, is one of the only scholarship students in a school full of rich kids who she deems "fake." We learn in "Farewell" that Chloe was being bullied for her family's economic status, and her only friend goes to an entirely different school from her. We don't know exactly how Chloe copes with the pain of being a young lesbian or if she even realizes it as this point in time, but knowing the environment she was surrounded by, there's no implication that she had any kind of support system for this. She's able to combat the isolation that all this induces, but once Max is gone, that's no longer possible. She's well and truly alone. Everybody pretends to care until they don't.
All of this piles onto each other- the forced loss, the chosen loss, and the increasing sense of isolation- but there's a tipping point when Ronan and Chloe are no longer able to bear life the way they always have. This comes in the form of a threat of paternal replacement: Declan Lynch, David Madsen. Ronan's older brother has to shoulder the responsibility for the rest of the family once their parents are out of the picture, and Chloe's mom married an overbearing, paranoid man. Both DBag Lynch and Step Douche care very much about their families and are deeply invested in the role to protect them, but neither of them go about it the right way. They constantly fight with Ronan and Chloe respectively. They can see that Ronan/Chloe are getting broken by this world, and their response is to try to whip them into someone the world could be more sympathetic to, even if it means not truly being themselves.
A new figure trying to usurp the role their father had in their life would be hard enough to tolerate from even the gentlest of people, but Declan/David's sternness over the fragile, freshly wounded Ronan/Chloe invokes a defensive urge, the final straw on the camel's back. They have to push back against the world that has taken too much from them and expected them to get back up on their feet with no one patient to lean on.
(disclaimer: this is NOT a holistic comparison of Declan and David. David caring for Chloe as his step daughter does NOT excuse any of his actions. What he did to her is not forgivable, and I am not likening his actions to Declan Lynch's.)
This, of course, comes in the form of two major shifts: external, and internal. Out jumps the PUNK ASS BITCHES with their newly short hair, edgy clothes, and extremely extremely noticeable massive tattoos. This look, the superficial armor.
With the new look comes the new attitude. They have been transformed into abrasive and disagreeable miscreants, untouchable through the cold blunt edges that conceal their inner turmoil. Notably, Adam Parrish refers to Ronan as a pitbull; Frank Bowers compares Chloe to a bulldog. This demeanour, the TRUE armor.
The world cannot reject them if they reject it first. They cannot be misunderstood if no one wants to get to know them in the first place. They must be harsher, faster, more unfeeling than the world ever was to them if they hope to survive it.
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Miraculously, this armor is not impenetrable to all. In fact, they'll find solace in the charming king and queen of their towns, ENTER STAGE LEFT, RICHARD GANSEY AND RACHEL AMBER. In a school full of pompous admirers, what could Gansey/Rachel possibly see in a battered dog like Ronan/Chloe? Apparently, someone worth taking anywhere. Gansey/Rachel admire the ferocious heart within Ronan/Chloe, warts and all, and resolve to stick by their side, becoming a conduit for the strong loyalty that Ronan/Chloe have always possessed, but have been deprived of someone to give this loyalty to. They may seem like unlikely duos, but they give a sense of purpose to everyone involved.
This friendship will keep them alive for many years to come, but of course, the loss will pile on eventually. Chloe will lose Rachel and even eventually come to find that Rachel betrayed her before she was gone. Ronan will lose Aurora before he gets a chance to save her for good, and he will briefly lose Gansey as well. Their armor will be penetrated worst of all upon these revelations of further loss. We see them heartbreakingly break down for the first time. It will seem that all is lost for them, and after all the universe has taken away from them, were they right all along? Are they really not meant for this world?
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And of course, that brings us to the gayest part of all: being DOOMED BY THE NARRATIVE. Throughout the duration of their stories, the world has not been on their side. In The Dreamer Trilogy, Ronan will be pummeled by reality's rejection of him. He will literally be hunted down by people trying to prevent the end of the world which has been traced back to an apocalyptic fire he will cause. In "Polarized" we will discover that the tornado that has been alluded to as "the end of the world" (the degree to which we are uncertain, but certainly the end of Arcadia Bay) is a result of Max's repetitive intervention to keep Chloe alive, and the storm can only be stopped if she is allowed to die. These two are SO UNFIT for the world around them that it literally takes apocalyptic forces of nature to wipe them out of it for good, and seemingly the world will be better for it.
But the world doesn't have a final say in this. These two will not be abandoned by those whose lives they've touched. Throughout these stories, Ronan/Chloe's armor against the world was not enough to keep love out of their lives. Both of them have quantifiably good impacts on their love interests.
Blue Sargent makes Richard Gansey quiet, but Ronan Lynch makes Adam Parrish loud. He shows Adam that there is room for the present in his life, not just the future he's been obsessing over. He gave Adam enough happiness for the first time in his life that Adam was able to recognize that the future he always thought he wanted wasn't working out for him, and that he deserved some say over his own life.
Max Caulfield starts out the game by being self contained. She has ambitions, but she doesn't believe that she has the power to actualize them. Chloe restores something in her. She shares her self-assuredness with Max and encourages her to reach her full potential and embrace the strange abilities she possesses. In this story of choice, Chloe is what proves to Max that there is value in her choices. Her decisions and uses of her power literally start and end with Chloe.
And because Ronan/Chloe have done this for their love interests- not even entirely knowingly, but just by being themselves and living in their lives- Adam/Max refuse to let the universe have their way with Ronan/Chloe.
In "Greywaren," Adam, although angry with Ronan at the time, risks everything to scry out and find Ronan's incorporeal soul in the sweetmetal sea. Though Ronan thought he'd lost him for good, and maybe even found it justified, Adam won't let him be alone anymore. When all is lost to Ronan, and he doesn't know if he will ever be whole again, the love of his life comes back and he tells him: you are worth being here for. You are worth people. You are worth the world, and I will choose to be with you when it is not easy to do.
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In "Polarized," Chloe discovers that the storm can only disappear if she does. She reflects on her mistakes and realizes that the world that has so shunned her is worth her life, and so she begs Max to let her die so Arcadia Bay can live. But Max cannot reconcile this. She destroys the chance to let Chloe die, making up for leaving her after her father died. The love of her life tells Chloe: you are worth being here for. You are worth people. You are worth the world, and I will choose to be with you when it is not easy to do.
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(^ of course this ending is contingent on the player choosing to sacrifice Arcadia Bay, which only about half of players do, but considering that the comics pick up after Max sacrifices the bay for Chloe, we can consider this to be the "canon" ending that Max (the character, not the player) chose.)
Ronan Lynch and Chloe Price tell stories of people who, in one way or another, are just not designed for this world. Some people have hearts too big and grief too often. The world rejects them, and no matter how much Ronan/Chloe believe they would reject it back, in the end they would go to any lengths to keep it around. The acceptance of the world may not be enough to keep them around, but the love of their close ones can be.
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