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cutiecorner · 1 month
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Some sneaky peek doodles at my new fic!! Baby j'onn my beloved!!
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ur-fav-is-agere · 10 months
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Vigilante from Justice League
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Is a caregiver!
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haywoodranch · 1 month
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Day 23: Favorite Hero(s)
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babiegurlmuffin · 3 months
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Hey, does anyone know where I can find some John Constantine agere stuff? Fics, headcanons, anything??
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anileesstupidlilblog · 8 months
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Get to Know Me Better
(I'm pinning this in case I want to add anything)
Hi, if you'd like to know more about me here's a few things.
I love to draw, sing, and dance. I've made a few of my own songs too (but you can't find them anywhere). My drawings are kinda 2 sided, I love drawing cutesy things that appeal to my more innocent/agere side, but I also love drawing spooky, creepy stuff that appeals to my dark/spooky-loving side. My favorite singers are Annapanstu, Caleb Hyles, Lydia The Bard, and Taylor Swift. (sorry if I spelled any of those wrong.)
I'm into more things than just Bluey and Resident Evil. I really like The Sims 3 & 4, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir, My Little Pony, FNAF, Friends, Paw Patrol, 101 Dalmatian Street, Helluva Boss, Disney stuff, Two Sentence Horror Stories, Justice League Action, Scooby-Doo: Mystery Incorporated, The Good Place, Batman The Animated Series, Nailed It, Octonauts, Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur, Poppy Playtime (especially the Smiling Critters), and Justice League Unlimited. My all-time favorite movie is Resident Evil: Retribution. My favorite actor is Milla Jovovich (sorry if I spelled it wrong).
I also like just about everything the stereotypical girl likes: makeup designs, decorating, stickers, dresses, feminine hair styles, boys. But I'm a guy -ish.
I love anything horror: horror games, horror movies/shows, horror stories/creepypastas, etc. I also love Sci-fi and fantasy, and I love sitcoms (I love the drama).
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nxrseryclouds · 11 months
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⛄️REGRESSOR! TORA OLAFSDOTTER ⛄️
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[BOARDS MADE BY ME, CREDIT IF YOU USE!]
BOARD REQUESTED BY: @daddyslittlepeanut
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smalls-words · 1 year
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Brave Little Angel
Summary: Diana takes her little girl to meet her extended family. The problem? Well, it's not really a problem - you're just a little shy.
Pairings: Mama!Diana x Shy!Daughter!Reader, Diana x Kal-El (no longer a thing), Kara x Lena (supercorp ftw), other Justice League members included but not all are specified.
Warnings: shyness leading to slight anxiousness, but it is all mostly fluff.
Genre: Parent/Child or Agere if you'd like!
A/N: Diana would be one of the best mothers in the universe, imo.
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Diana was the best Mama you could have. She was Wonder Woman for crying out loud. She came from an island of mighty female warriors and she did nothing except encourage you to embrace yourself in everything that you were.
Even if you were just four and a half years old.
She had taught you everything you’d known so far and that was her plan for your future. No school, especially with American gun laws as they were, and she thought it would be more beneficial for you to learn about other worlds like her own.
“Recognised: Wonder Woman.” The scanner muttered out loud before the secret passage in the Hall of Justice opened, her hand coming back to hold you up in her arms; not that she needed the extra strength. 
“How are we feeling, my little warrior?” She asked you, noticing your tighter grip on your stuffed orca.
“Is bit scary, Mama.” You murmured, pushing further into her.
“Mama will protect you if there’s anything dangerous, okay?” She promised, sealing it with a temple kiss whilst walking to another door.
“Are you ready to meet your aunties and uncles?” She questioned softly.
You gave her a brave nod and she put you down when you asked, trying to ‘be a big girl’ when you meet them for the first time. You watched her push open the door, walking through first before gently pulling you behind her.
The sight of more than four adults, excluding Diana, was a bit overwhelming. The lot of them had all turned to face you, some giving you smiles whilst others cocked their heads to the side.
You hid behind Diana’s leg, holding onto her pants whilst the adults cooed softly. Mutters of ‘she is adorable’ to ‘how cute’ were thrown around, Diana’s warm chuckle making you look up at her.
“You can do it, sweetheart. Remember what we practiced this morning?” 
You stepped out from behind her leg, picking up Orcy from the ground before you took a deep breath. “Hello. My name is Y/N. Dis is my Mama.” You reached for Diana’s hand, to which she squatted down beside you and let you hold it.
“She’s a tiny little tyke! How old, Diana, four?” A blonde woman with a cool suit asked.
She looked at you. “Go on, angel. How old is my baby? Are you four?” She held up four fingers, which you frowned at and looked at the blonde lady.
“Nuh-uh! I’m dis many!” You adjusted Diana’s fingers so that she half held the last finger up.
“Ah, of course. Four and a half, my apologies.” The blonde chuckled, but as she and the others came a bit closer, you shuffled back towards Diana.
“It’s okay, lovebug. Let’s meet them a few at a time, maybe two, after we have lunch.” She kissed your cheek.
After lunch, which you were very excited for, Diana slowly brought you around to the others. You instantly took a liking to the blonde lady, who was Dinah Lance, and the sight of a familiar cape on a different body made your head cock slightly.
“You’re not Papa Kal.” You accused, reaching for her out of your mother’s grip but she held you tightly.
“You’re right, buttercup - that’s Auntie Kara and Auntie Lena next to her. Auntie Kara is Papa Kal’s cousin.” Diana explained to you as she walked over to the duo.
“My little niece!” Kara beamed, reaching out for you but you flinched.
“Diana?” She questioned worriedly.
Tears began to prick your eyes and you hid in Diana’s beautiful raven mane, earning some soft chuckles from the others. Kara could hear sniffles and wanted to comfort you instead of having a bad first impression, but she didn’t want to cross a line.
“Where’s my little one?” A familiar voice came from the other side of the room, making you instantly come out of Diana’s hair.
“Papa Kal!” You squealed in excitement.
He knelt down as you raced over to him, quickly as you could with your little legs, and he scooped you up in his big arms. “Why the tears, Y/N?” He asked, gently settling you into one arm.
“Dere’s lots of peoples, Papa Kal. Big peoples.” You murmured, looking down at your empty hands.
“Orcy!” You worried, noticing he was lying on the ground upside down.
“Orcy! I sorry for dropping you!” You tried to wriggle out of Superman’s grip, but he held you fast.
Diana watched as tears brimmed your eyes again, her worry levels rising. She thought this would be a good idea, but evidently she was being a bad Mama.
“Easy, kiddo.” 
You watched a shrouded man with a black cape pick up Orcy and hand him to you, to which you hugged the stuffy very tightly. You looked at the man with soft eyes like your mother’s, a small smile on his lips. “Fank you for saving him, mister.” You murmured.
“You’re very welcome. And I’m not ‘mister’, I’m Uncle Bruce.” He grinned, making you grin too.
“Fank you, Uncle Brucie!” You leapt out of Superman’s grip and hugged the man, to which he hugged you back.
You looked over at Diana and saw how she looked a little bit sad. You gently pushed away from Bruce and he got the message, putting you down. You walked over to Diana, who gently sank to her knees. “Yes, my darling?” She asked softly, moving some little baby hairs out of your face.
“Why you sad, Mama?” You replied.
“I thought you would be excited to meet your aunties and uncles, sweetheart. But I understand if you don’t want to see them just yet.” She nodded, bringing you into her arms before giving you a gentle forehead kiss.
“Mmm… was citeds to see dem all…” You mumbled, stroking Orcy’s fluff.
“You were?” She asked quizzically.
“Mhms. Dey just… dey bit bigs for me.” You shrugged.
Bruce came over to you both and sat down on your left, smiling at you before nodding to Diana and the others. One by one, they sat in a circle, all smiling at you as your grin got bigger and bigger; Bruce teased that he maybe had to lock you up, considering your Joker-like grin.
“How’s this, my little love?” Diana murmured by your ear.
You couldn’t have been happier. Everybody went in a circle and told you their names and their ability, some of them even demonstrating it. Hal made a green replica of Orcy, Victor gave you a small fidget toy made from his own fingers, Dinah gave you a blunt ninja star; it felt like your birthday with all of these wonderful gifts.
And each time you collected a gift, you made sure to keep it safe with Diana, her lap now overflowing with presents which earned her chuckles every time you brought another present. 
At the end of the day, you were exhausted, already yawning by the time the stars came out. “Mama, can we go and watch da stars?” 
She nodded happily, the others following you out to the top of the building where there was a helicopter platform. You sat down right in the middle and watched the stars twinkle, lying against Diana’s shoulder for a pillow.
“Fank ou for dis, Mama.” You muttered.
“Of course, my sweet baby.” She kissed your forehead, watching you fall asleep.
As the others began to grow tired, Diana gently picked you up in a blanket and wrapped you in it warmly. She made her quiet goodbyes to everyone and walked you back towards the car, but your tight grip on her clothes made her chuckle.
“I’ll come collect it after.” She muttered to herself, pushing off of the ground lightly before flying towards your home.
There, she unwrapped you from your blanket and laid you down in bed, tucking you in neatly before kissing your forehead. “Goodnight, my shy little one. Mama is so proud of you every day for trying. My brave little angel.” 
With that, she turned on your night light and left you to sleep with Orcy, collecting the car and all of your toys before she fell asleep too.
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scarabaebutch · 4 months
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Prompting Night: Jay Garrick deciding to have some quality bonding time with Bart, in whatever form that takes
A/N: this is the YJA-verse. Also technically within an YJA-preboot fusion AU I've been working on for a while but the details are unneeded since this is part of the very beginning of it. This is Jay's POV. I adore the Flashfam and have a particular soft spot for the Golden Agers.
Context: this is morning after the end of s2
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7:06AM July 05, 2016
On his second cup of chamomile, Jay looks through Snapper Carr’s last reports and assessments on Bart’s academic skills again. Joan had already left early this morning for her microbiology lecture. Now it was just him and a still sleeping-in Bart in the house. That was a first he was pleased to see; the future-boy had a habit of being up as early as him, an insomniac old man who didn’t have many good dreams to look forward to.
Weak in essay writing and reading analysis, but strong in math, Mr. Carr’s notes began. Demonstrates excellent understanding of algebraic and geometric concepts. Has trouble showing his work and keeping on task, but that may be due to the subject material. Has not indicated extent of previous experience in the public school system. Will need additional guidance on school expectations prior to enrollment. Addendum: very neat cursive! Tell him to keep up the good handwriting. Did you teach him the Palmer method? 
Jay frowns. He'll need to submit these to Keystone North by next Friday. Bart will start eighth grade in the coming fall. The thought of Bart’s shocking youth in light of recent events makes Jay’s stomach clench. Jay had nearly pulled Bart off the Team after Wally’s death. Barry was hardly in a state to argue back. The thought of Bart being in the same danger—how did he ever tolerate that for Wally, Jay wonders. Then he remembers--the need for an outlet, for others like himself, for morality and self-discipline. Work from a young age was good for character and strengthening. Wally had blossomed on the Team, at least for a little while. Then college came and there was a…worrying decline. Frankly, leaving behind the suit was good for Wally’s mental state, whether or not he would ever return to the life. 
But even Wally, Jay thinks angrily, was not exposed to such twisting violence like Bart at the same age. Wally was fifteen going on sixteen when he was first on the Team. The missions, from what he recalled, were tricky but not shadowed by a looming war. Bart wasn’t fourteen and yet he was called one of the most important assets on the Team.
Sickening. Jay had half a mind to question the competency of the Justice League, but he had to use his influence carefully. The Justice League may take his advice in consideration but any harsh criticism could be easily dismissed as an out of touch veteran’s cantankerous mutterings. While Barry would certainly listen to him, that was no guarantee for change. 
Why did he let Bart stay, he wonders. He and Joan were his guardians. Then he remembers again, the hard look in Bart’s eyes. If Jay and Joan did not let him, he would do it his own way, no matter the consequences. Perhaps he should have adopted a firmer stance. But Bart was not a young child that could be easily grounded or restrained. They were guardians but not…parental figures. Not quite. Bart did not openly rebel but neither was he obligated to stay with them, exactly. He listened out of respect and politeness, at least at this point. And Jay rather Bart be monitored and have help nearby than run the risk of Bart running off and doing God-knows-what in bum nowhere.
The new (old) suit and codename was just another hurdle for Jay to get used to. 
Jay sighs, rubs one of his temples. He reads the end notes again. To say they felt vaguely incomplete and superficial was an understatement. But most academic assessments were mostly a glimpse of a student’s ability to take a presented exam nowadays. His own and Joan’s experiences in the American education system long told of that. Bart’s strength in mathematics was unsurprising—his preference of fixing and updating his goggles was evident from the start, alongside his family history. Not that it would have been a shame if Bart wasn’t so inclined; it simply made many things easier. Though, strangely, Barry seemed startled whenever Jay told him of Bart’s fascination with machines and frequencies. 
Jay did not pretend to himself about any previous or future heartfelt conversations with Bart about the alternate now-unwinded future he came from. He didn’t know anymore than anyone else in the family. There was no one left to miss him, Bart had simply said when asked about any future-family to possibly return to, after the Reach were defeated, after poor Wally (it should have been you, you old bastard--).
Another life where there was no one left to miss him. Another aspect that was unfortunately similar to himself (no matter how long ago--). Jay takes another gulp of chamomile and watches the golden hour slowly pass into proper morning. Well, he thinks to himself. It’ll help no one fussing over that now. Bart will tell his current family more when he feels safe. Stable. Jay and Joan were happy to provide that but damn if Jay’s natural curiosity wasn’t piqued. It itched at him, to poke and ask so who did take care of you before you left. Time around fellas of his own generation had luckily taught him patience in that regard. 
The most pressing mystery to Jay was the way Bart ran and moved, smooth, graceful, unceasing. No pauses for recalculations. Leaping, darting. It reminded him someone he thought dead for decades--
Peripherally, Jay teeks a closeby aura shifting brighter, awake. The stairs creak a picosecond after. He straightens up and closes the beige folder.
“Bart,” he calls up. “Breakfast is ready. Clean up and eat some eggs. They’re in the pan for you.”
“Be right there!” Bart calls right down. Ten seconds and a gust of air later, he appears next to Jay’s seat. “Can I have some waffles too?”
“In the freezer.”
“Thanks!”
Jay works through the rest of his chamomile by the time Bart settles across him with a plate piled with eggs and a tower of blueberry waffles. Jay pushes a jar of honey towards him.
“Are we going to train today, Jay?” Bart asks halfway into his eggs and waffles, his tone a tad too casual, the muscles in his throat twitching. Modulating the voice. Jay doesn’t poke. “Gramps mentioned he wanted to skip patrol today so maybe we could go running in Utah or the Andes. I haven’t navigated mountains in a while.”
An incomplete assessment, only scratching the surface. An old costume from someone else. When was the last time Bart had done anything not related to superheroing? Barry mostly called to take Bart patrolling or to pick him up from Team missions as of recent weeks. Before, Bart would take every opportunity to blame the invasion to avoid many non-hero excursions. No excuses anymore, Jay decides.
“I was thinking something closer to home, slugger,” Jay says, pushing the folder to the side. “Do you like chemistry?”
Bart blinks, perks up a bit. “Can’t say I’m super familiar with it like you. More of a mechanic—I mean, I like playing with computer parts or, uh—I’m good with numbers. Carr put that in my report card, right?”
Jay smiles. “He did. Chemistry and physics are my game. I still work as a part-time director. I go in tomorrow.”
“I can do physics.” A twist in Bart’s mouth before his face flattens into something neutral. “Is there going to be a test?”
“Just on how fast you can figure out which chemicals can cause an explosion,” Jay says idly.
“Oh, I think I can do that.” A grin blooms across Bart’s face, something reflecting genuine emotion.  
“My lab’s in the basement,” Jay says, pleased. “After breakfast, I’ll show you what happens when you put sodium in water and how to put out a hydrogen fire. You gotta watch out for such things in a lab. You don’t want to blow up by accident.”
“A hydrogen fire?” Bart repeats, swallowing a bit of syrup covered eggs. His yellow eyes glittered with interest. “I know about magnesium and methanol fires but not hydrogen.”
“Not too different, asides from the fact it’s almost invisible in daylight,” Jay says cheerily. “It happens. After you learn how to not blow up by accident, then I’ll teach you how to make explosions on purpose.”
“Do you know how to put together a gas stove? Or a Bunsen burner?” Bart asks excitedly, voice climbing up. “I know how to fix one but I don’t know about which model parts belong to which since it’s hell trying to find an intact manual even in this time—”
“Sure thing, buster. But we’ll start from the beginning,” Jay tells him. “One step at a time. Think you can keep up?”
“I won’t forget a single one, Jay,” Bart replies with a thick layer of gushing assurance and eagerness. “And don’t worry, I won’t burn down the house. I promise.”
Jay huffed out a short laugh. “Alright, kid. Come on, let’s get started.” 
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wolfy-star1401 · 1 month
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Everyone, This is my first AgeRe Fanfic I write. Since there isn’t much Disney’s the great mouse detective agere content, I decided to make this fanfic about it. I think about making a second one after this.
Thank you for the fanfic idea @sw124
Honorable mention : @babiebun @buttercupagere @agedre @ageregressionresources @crybabypupper @iceagere @nottapossum @nostalgic-woodwind @elmokiddo @ur-fav-is-agere @little-snuggle-bug @nottapossum
Needing help
Characters : little! Basil, Cg! Professor Ratigan.
Warnings : this story contains bottling up regression & mention of attempted child abduction
Summary : Basil is stressed about a case he’s on, so he seeks Ratigan for advice/ comfort
Basil is troubled, for one Month and a half he’s been on that case, he had been searching for the scoundrel for almost kidnapping the son of a University professor.
At the beginning of the Basil was determined to bring this rascal to justice but as the case went on he realized that it was more difficult than he thought. Apparently this criminal was very careful to not leave any evidence that could lead to them.
As he walked down the alley at evening time to clear his mind which felt lighter and foggy than usual when he feels…. Small.
While he was lost in his thoughts, he did not notice a big shadow forming behind him, as quickly as he could he dogged being almost grabbed by this mysterious creature he knew who that could be as he looked face to face with his arch-nemesis, Professor Ratigan.
„Well, well, my dear little basil, what’s brings your here. Didn’t no one taught that it’s dangerous to walking alone in an empty alley ?“ He asked taunting Basil who was both annoyed and trying to pull himself together.
He took a deep breath before speaking „Well, didn’t no one taught you that it is rude to grab people from behind !“ Basil sneered which annoyed Ratigan. „Anyway I was searching for you." He added. „oh really ?“ Ratigan asked slightly surprised looking at the mouse in front of him „ and for what I might ask ?“
Basil began to explain the situation, but mid way of asking for his help, his head felt more heavy & worser than for minutes ago, ratigan knew that too well.
He sighed „ trying to suppress your little side, mhm ?“. Basil tried to shake his head „'m fine !“ „no, you’re clearly not !“ Ratigan argument back as he picked up the little detective up in his arms, Basil try to fight back but gave up after a while. Ratigan rubbed the back of his head as they walked out of the alley to somewhere quiet and no one to interrupt them ( especially the police or the ones from Scotland Yard ).
Later they arriving to the Professor‘s lair, Ratigan brought both of them to his room, he placed the little detective on his bed while he went to his closet to fetch a box. When he came back to Basil he noticed the little fella was biting his hand, quickly and gently he pushed Basil’s hand away and replaced it with a gray-green colored pacifier. He changed him into a pair of pjs and giving his plushie ( who was a beach colored dog with light brown patches on their body, on the ears and its behind paws ). Now with Basil being fully regressed and kept busy, Ratigan changed into his pjs before grabbing one of a mystery book from his nightstand.
„oh lad, do you wanna hear a bedtime story ?“ he asked amused, this made the kiddo smile „ywes !“ he says while nodding his head excitedly.
Both of them were cuddled next to each other while Ratigan read the bedtime story. After a while Basil drifted off to sleep, Ratigan was looking at him and smiled.
He layed the book on the nightstand next to him before he shut off the light and gently hugging him. He won’t admit it but he really missed his little one very much.
And he promised that he would help out ( a little ) to bring down that criminal wannabe who dared to try to be in his league, but for now he‘s looking after his little mouse detective.
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cutiecorner · 9 months
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J'onn J'onzz agere outfit 👽
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 4 months
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Bruce Wayne Heals His Inner Child!
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/G9qTLZd by SomebodyLovesSnow Bruce FINALLY goes to a New Year’s party. Everything is great until he’s reminded once again of his parent’s demise. Maybe, just this once, he can let Hal help? Words: 692, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: DCU, Justice League - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types, Green Lantern - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Bruce Wayne, Justice League (DCU), Brief mentions of Wally West Relationships: Hal Jordan and Bruce Wayne, Justice League & Bruce Wayne, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern) & Justice League Additional Tags: agere, Age Regression/De-Aging, Bruce Wayne Gets Therapy, Sweet Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Caregiver Hal Jordan, Short Story, New Year’s, New Years, Party, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Light Angst read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/G9qTLZd
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cg-saturn · 11 months
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hiiii! I not really big on opening up to anyone but I tink I need some advices. a while ago me an my ex broked up and while I am glad we not together and I'm very happy wit my current partner and is way very healthier, my ex knew about me being agere and took care of me when I was feelin smol, but my current partner don't know an this is really botherin me. ik that he proly won't care, but I'm scared to tell him cuz I scared he gonna leave. I thought I could keep it to myself and just be smol when is just me, but the other night I regressed when we were watching justice league unlimited (bestest show eva) and I tink I did good at actin big but I feel like I has to tell him bc ik this is gonna happen again an I don't wanna hide who I am. I sorry for dumpin this out but I dunno who else I could ask for advice on this from. tank you for listening and for your entire blog, it been a really big help for me to know that I'm not broken for being agere and it's ok to be smol
Heya kiddo! First and foremost: you are not broken for being agere.
I feel like I get asked pretty often how to ‘come out’ as a regressor. There’s no right or wrong way, as long as the timing is right and you’re ready to have that talk. It can be nerve wracking for sure, but the good news is you can be open about your emotions once it’s out there! It can also take a lot of anxiety off the partner when you tell them- maybe they’ve regressed too, or they’ve noticed and haven’t known what to do, and now you can openly talk about it!
We luckily live in a day and age where if your partner has questions, there are tons of resources to find some answers! Agere isn’t gross or strange, it’s most commonly a coping mechanism when someone had something happen that made them grow up too quick. If you’re comfortable enough, sharing that can help explain why it happens when they inevitably ask- but if you’re not ready to talk about it, you can always say ‘I’m not ready’ and come back to it later in life.
It’s probably a good idea to come up with ways your partner can interact with you before you bring it up, because the second most common question someone has is ‘how do I act when you’re in that space?’
Different people have different levels of comfort when it comes to being ‘hands on’. Do not start off expecting them to be perfect! Caretakers spend a lot of time basically playing guessing games- especially when they’re new to it. If you’re able to stay ‘big’ enough to still care for yourself at first, you can teach your partner things that make you happy. Bring up your favorite books, snacks that make you small, shows, games, things that you like to be called (like kiddo or little one), anything that’s easy to remember. As time goes on, they’ll learn your ‘tells’ and get better at coming up with things on their own, but it does sometimes take a bit for even the most excited new caretakers to actually get a footing.
I also want to offer that my dm and askbox are both always open for first time cgs looking for tips! I’ve been on both sides of agere, and I know how challenging it can be to try and navigate the craziness, but I also know how worth it everything can be when my star is sleeping soundly with their paci and stuffies. All relationships take a little work, but if you both spend the time learning about each other, it will be worth it.
I’m wishing you the best of luck little one, I hope this goes well for you! I’m extremely proud of you for being honest with yourself and knowing that this is who you are! There’s no shame, no reason to hide it! Go enjoy life, stop and smell the flowers, and be who you are. You deserve to be happy!
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thebestican · 1 year
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Continuing an alphabetical look at favorite Silver Age artists of my youth, here's Murphy Anderson!
Anderson's line work, to me, defines the artwork of the Julius Schwartz-edited books of the time. Kane, Infantino, and Sekowsky may have drawn the bulk of those stories, but Anderson's cover and frequent inking jobs on both covers and stories of these artists' works gave the line a real pristine signature look.
Most of my Murphy Anderson comics were acquired -after- they were published, my first purchased book of his off the stands was the Batman issue cover-featuring the Joker's new assistant Gaggy. Since that image was just on this board a couple of days ago, I'm showcasing different aspects of Anderson's pencils and inks. Also trying to avoid things more widely-seen.
It seems Anderson's most frequently thought of, in the Silver Age, as the regular inker to Carmine Infantino, due to their partnership on the Adam Strange series in Mystery in Space. Here I'm offering one of their infrequent Flash jobs, from the Weather Wizard intro in Flash 110, January 1959. Although he did a lot of the cover inks on the Flash, it seems like Joe Giella was the most-frequent partner to Infantino on the title's stories. Anderson on the inside was always a treat.
2nd up: In an informal fan-poll at the time, Anderson was the fan's choice to draw the Justice League but they had to settle for his great work only on many of the book's covers, including the team's first issue shown here from July/August 1960.
3rd: One of his frequent covers to the science fiction anthology, Strange Adventures, issue 132 from September 1961.
4th: The Atomic Knights stories in Strange Adventures were some of Anderson's most fondly-remembered solo works, from stories by John Broome. Here's a page from a story in March 1962. DC had a nice omnibus of these stories a few years ago.
5th: Anderson also inked many of Gil Kane's stories, sometimes on Green Lantern -- including the one introducing the Guardians -- but most regularly on the first issues of the Silver Age Atom. This one's from Atom issue 11, February/March 1964.
6th: Schwartz and Fox tried a few more revivals of Golden Age heroes towards the late-middle of the Silver Age. Here's Showcase 55, dated March/April 1965, featuring Dr. Fate and Hourman but in this example reviving Monday's bad seed, Solomon Grundy.
7th: His other big regular series of solo work was his pencils and inks on the Gardner Fox Silver Age stories of Hawkman. Although it was quite different from the revival's opening pieces drawn by Joe Kubert, Anderson did a great job as shown on this page from issue 9, August/September 1965.
8th: Also from August/September 1965, a first try at a series feauring Starman and Black Canary in The Brave & The Bold 61. The Mist was the perfect villain for Anderson's style, I think.
9th: And here's a page from that same Starman/Black Canary team-up, just because.
10th: The final attempt at bringing back a dead Golden Ager to life, The Spectre, in Showcase 60, dated January/February 1966. Anderson is not what you'd normally think of for drawing a ghostly ghastly avenger character, but remember this incarnation was more of a weird-mystery do-gooder and a far cry from the violent spirit of Fleischer/Aparo's stories.
11th: Near the end of the Silver Age, Anderson started making his mark on some non-Schwartz books. In Action 393, dated October 1970, Anderson inks a complete Swan-drawn Superman story, and their team would become the signature look of the Man of Steel for the beginning of the Bronze Age.
To my eyes now, though I still enjoy reading the stories and checking out these pages, Anderson smoothed things out in a sometimes too-pleasing manner for Infantino, Kane, and Sekowsky. His partnership with Swan, I think, was his best match -- where he brought out the quality of the pencils without over-powering it with the Anderson style.
I remain completely impressed, however, with his own -complete- art jobs. Maybe more so than when I first encountered them. The Fox and Broome scripts called for such a wide variety of, well, a wide variety of pretty much everything. Anderson made it all look accurate and well-researched, even when it was giant dalmatians being ridden into battle by armored men of a post-apocalyptic era, a soul house in the jungles of Ecuador, or a bird alien dreaming of a catastrophic tomorrow.
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kain-achilles · 6 months
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Ohayo!
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✿.。.:* ☆::. 𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓜𝓮 .::.☆*.:。.✿
🌸 Name: Kim/Kain/Achilles
🌸 Big Age: 19
🌸 Little Age: 2-5
🌸 Pronouns: He/They
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ASD (Autistic)
Pansexual, Achillean
Transgender FtM
INFP-T
Anxiety
Sensory issues
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Like/Love
🌙 Video Games
🌙 DC
🌙 Marvel
🌙 Anime & Manga
🌙 Classical, Rock, Metal and Kpop
🌙 Familiar and certain smells
🌙 Gentle/Pastel Colors and Lights
🌙 Soft Touches
🌙 Plants and Flowers
🌙 Animals (Cats and Foxes)
🌙 Fishing on the lake
🌙 Naps
🌙 Stimming
🌙 The Walten Files
🌙 The Mandela Catalogue
🌙 FNAF
🌙 Drawing and Writing
🌙 Learning new and interesting stuffs
🌙 Hugs with people I love/trust
🌙 Tea (comfort drink)
🌙 Manhwa and Manhua
🌙 Kdrama and Cdrama
🌙 Virtual huggies ❤️
Dislike
🥀 Loud noises
🥀 Eyes contact with strangers or people I don't like/trust
🥀 Spiders
🥀 Dishonesty
🥀 Being forced to talk
🥀 Getting bored
🥀 Feeling of loneliness
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Hyperfixations
🌙 Batfamily (Batman in particular)
🌙 Dark Academia
🌙 Justice League
🌙 Books
🌙 Greek Mythology
🌙 Astronomy
🌙 Basically everything related to space (including Astrophysics)
🌙 Pirates
🌙 Fishes
🌙 Poetry
🌙 MHA (Dadzawa in particular)
🌙 Angels
🌙 Seas and Oceans
🌙 My OCs
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DNI
Crosstags
TERFS/SWERFS, Queerphobic, Homophobic, Transphobic etc.
Alt-rights, Trump supporter, N*zis, Racists etc.
NSFW, MIK, MAPS etc.
DDLG and any variants.
Anti-agere and Anti-petre
AI arts
Basically, don't be a bastard.
🌌 Feel free to message me, just be aware that I often reply very late due to work and personal life. Also, if you have any questions, I'll try my best to help :3. Have a nice day! 🌌
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nxrseryclouds · 11 months
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🔥 REGRESSOR! BEATRIZ B DA COSTA 🔥
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[BOARDS MADE BY ME, CREDIT IF YOU USE!]
BOARD REQUESTED BY: @goldzapgengar
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tinietrex · 3 years
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Regressor! Bruce Wayne / Batman headcanons
Bruce as we know has a lot of childhood trauma from his parents dying, not to mention the following years training to be Batman and then being Batman
Is a flip! He'll CG most commonly for Clark and the batboys but has and loves babysitting Hal and Barry
Most commonly Diana or Clark will be his CG but J'onn is experienced in taking care of his fair share of little ones
Bruce's ages vary, 0-2 and 6-10
He'll often slip to babyspace after particularly bad nightmares
(Note for this: Diana can tell when he's lying about being okay, Clark can hear his heartbeat and breathing and J'onn can calm him from inside his mind + nonverbal communication)
At his younger ages Bruce is usually non-verbal
He's quiet at his bigger ages too but can communicate verbally
He loves spelling, reading and counting because it makes him feel accomplished and smart
He loves praise, being told he did a good job makes him just melt
Baby Bruce is incredibly affectionate, while he's regressed he allows himself to say and express a lot of the stuff he holds back while he's big
You'll often find him asleep in Diana's lap or Clark's arms because he loves being picked up
Will not answer to any name except "B" or pet names while regressed
Very neat colourer! He loves colouring books
And baby blocks, just the old wooden ones, they're his absolute favourites
Has a bat stuffie!
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Leave a comment or ask if there are any other characters you would like to see!
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