#I don't have to worry about regressing or not having enough time to build my strength up for that first 5k

[amtrak12]

I’m 100% bragging about this. I’ve spent the last 11 months rebuilding my running base so I can run 5k road races again, and today I did a distance test on the treadmill before spring hits and I transition to outdoor running. And I successfully ran a full 3.1 miles without stopping :D :D :D

My previous max was 1.9 miles (though that was normal training long run and not trying to run my furthest possible) and my hypothetical max was 2.8 miles based off the guideline of your long run being no more than twice your daily run. So I am very pleased!!! I CAN RUN A FULL 5K AGAIN! \0/

[minminyoonjii]

Cg! Skz anon back again!

I am so obsessed with your writing! It is amazing, and I can't find anyone else who writes skz like you do! Absolute perfection

I had two ideas so you can take your pick or ignore both!

1) Skz having to punish little reader for the first time (usually good little one)

2) Different roles they take on for little one (like is someone more of a stern cg while someone else is the playtime one. Maybe someone who is charge of a schedule or rules?)

❤️Ultimate Masterlist

💜Rules and Guidelines

🧡Stray Kids Scenarios Masterlist

🌹CW

Fem! Reader|Age Regression|Wholesome|Domestic Settings|Fluffy|Tooth Rotting Sweet||Daddy! Chan|Mama! Minho|Baba! Changbin|Jinnie! Hyunjin|Appa! Jisung|Mommy! Felix|Dada! Seungmin|Ninnin! Jeongin|Sick! Fic|Confrontations|Disappointment|Don't Worry They Still Love You|Worried Caregivers|Guilt-Tugging|Again They Still Love You, Breathe

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 2K

"Daddy, look it's snowing!" you squealed, pressing your face against the glass. Chan chuckled, carrying you up "Oh, yeah? Do you want to go play baby?" he asked, kissing your cheek. You giggled, practically buzzing in his arms "Yes! Can we, Daddy?" you asked, anticipating his answer. Chan cooed, "Of course, we can, baby girl. Let's get you dressed all cosy for the snow," he said, tickling your tummy. Giggles split past your lips "Daddy, no," you squeaked. "Where are all these beautiful giggles coming from, hm?" Changbin asked, peeking his head into the room. 

You gasped, a wide smile etched on your lips "Baba!" you cheered, squirming out of Chan's hold. Chan laughed, "Hang on, baby," he said, setting you down. Changbin gruffed, picking you up with ease "How's our little agi?" he asked, placing gentle pecks all over your face. You giggled, covering Changbin's lips with both of your hands. "Our little baby wants to play in the snow," Chan said, taking out your jackets and pants. Changbin licked your palm, making you shriek and pull your hands away "Oh really?" he asked, laughing as you wiped your hands on his shirt. 

Chan hummed, "Yup, the snow hasn't frozen up so it should be powdery enough for her to roll around in," he said,  putting the jacket over your shoulders. Changbin nodded, helping you stand on the bed for Chan to dress you up "I'll go see if any of the boys want to join," he said, ruffling your hair before walking out the door. You puffed your cheeks, blowing your hair away from your face. Chan chuckled, zipping up your jacket "C'mere baby girl, put your hand on my shoulder," he said, pulling thick pants up your legs. You wriggled, letting yourself get dressed. 

Chan smiled, "Excited little baby, aren't you?" he said, pinching your cheek lightly. Felix knocked on the door, "Channie hyung, is our sunshine ready?" he asked, walking in. Chan nodded, "She's all dressed. Baby, why don't you go down with Mommy first? Daddy will get dressed and see you later, okay?" he said, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You nodded, crawling off the bed to Felix "See you later, Daddy!" you giggled, Chan laughed, shaking his head in endearment as you closed the door behind you. "What do you want to do in the snow first, sunshine?" he asked, tucking your hair behind your ears, and placing your ear muffs on. 

"Hm, can we build a snowman, Mommy?" you asked, tilting your head. Felix cooed at how the bow on your ear muffs bounced with your movement "Definitely, sunshine," he said, leaning you to the backyard. "Tag!" a voice shouted, hurling a snowball right at Felix. He stumbled back slightly "I've been hit, sunshine. Avange me," he gasped dramatically. Your eyes widened, forming a snowball "I will avenge you, Mommy," you said, kissing Felix's cheek before jumping into the powdery snow. "Sweetheart, let's talk about this," Jisung said, raising his arms. 

You paused, staring at him suspiciously "Speak and I'll think about it," you asked, holding your snowball in hand. Jisung bowed, "Thank you, our merciful sweet girl. I didn't mean to attack your Mommy, I was aiming for the sneaky ferret," he explained, pointing towards Hyunjin. A loud dramatic gasp came from the same direction "How dare you, I just did my hair this morning. Show him no mercy, lovely," Hyunjin said, crossing his arms. Jisung's eyes widened, "Don't listen to him, sweetheart. He's, he's lying," he stuttered in a panic. Hyunjin scoffed, "Why would I lie?" he retorted.

Jisung fumbled, "I-I how would I know!" he yelled, running out of options. You giggled, "Attack!" you shouted, throwing snowballs at Jisung. "Ow, sweetheart. Ouch, please reconsider!" he yelled, unable to run in the tall snow blanket. You laughed, making as many snowballs as you could throw. Minho chuckled, carrying you away from the snow "Alright, cupcake. Give your Appa a tiny break, you can attack him again after," he said, placing you on his lap. You nuzzled into Minho's arms "Mama brought snacks?" you asked, looking up at him. Minho smiled, "I did. Here, take a bite," he said, feeding you.

The day went by and slowly it became dark. "Okay, it's time to come in, munchkin," Seungmin said, leaning against the back door's frame. You frowned, "But Dada just a bit longer?" you pleaded, jutting your bottom lip. "It's getting late, angel," Jeongin said, lifting you up from the snow. You sulked, hooking your chin over Jeongin's shoulder. "Aww, angel. You can play again tomorrow, we promise," he said, rubbing your back. You whined, burying your face into the crook of Jeongin's neck "I want to play today," you huffed. '

Seungmin cooed, "How about this, muchkin? You go to bed early tonight and you can play the moment you wake up," he proposed, preparing your bath. You weren't happy with the decision but you nodded, "Okay, dada," you mumbled, letting Jeongin remove your snow clothes. Seungmin smiled, "That's our sweet girl," he praised, kissing your forehead. Jeongin chuckled, helping you in the bath "Such a precious little angel," he said, lathering your body in soap. You melted under Jeongin's care, thoughts running through your head 'I'm going to play today,' you thought, determined by your decision.

Night came and everyone in the house fell asleep, except for one little girl wide awake in her bed. You looked at your plush "It's time," you whispered, wearing your thickest blanket, thinking it'll be enough to save you from the cold. Your plush shook its head 'This isn't a good idea,' it said, watching you in worry. "It'll be fine, it's just a bit longer," you rationalised. Your plush sighed, 'I still don't have a good feeling about this,' it mumbled, unable to do anything but watch you sneak out of your room. "Have to be quiet," you whispered to yourself, tip-toeing down the stairs to the back door,

You carefully opened the door, making sure it wouldn't squeak before jumping into the snow blanket. The snow was colder than you remembered and the thick blanket you had around you wasn't helping as much as you thought. After rolling around for a bit, your body began to shiver, and puffs of cold warm air escaped your lips in gusts of smoke. "Too cold," you said, teeth chattering from the drop in temperature. You waddled your way back into the house, tossing your thick blanket into the laundry where the other snow clothes were, and began to tip-toe back up to your room.

Your plush sat on your bed, waiting 'Was it worth it?' it asked, looking at your shivering figure. You nodded, changing into warm clothes, "Yup, all worth it," you slurred, burying yourself under your thick duvet. 

Morning came. Chan woke up, eyebrows furrowing at the alarm system on his phone flashing "What?" he mumbled, blinking himself awake. He clicked on the app, finding out about your little nighttime endeavour. Chan sighed, disappointed by your actions "What am I going to do about you, little one?" he asked himself, getting out of bed. He went down the stairs to see that Seungmin and Minho were awake, sipping on their coffee. "A little snow princess decided to pay us a visit last night," Chan said, handing Minho his phone. Minho frowned, "She did not," he said in disbelief. Chan hummed, "She did," he clarified, passing his phone to Seungmin.

Minho set his mug down "What if a wild animal decided to jump into our backyard? What if someone noticed her and took her away? God," he rambled, millions of what if's filled his head. Seungmin sighed, "I don't think she was thinking it through. I mean, of course, she wasn't thinking it through. Are we too lenient to her as caregivers?" he asked, internally doubting himself. Chan frowned, "No, she has always been good and the things we reward her are always deserved. It's just that this time, she didn't know the consequences of her actions," he said, reassuring Seungmin.

Hyunjin walked down, pausing at the entrance of the kitchen "Why is it so tense in here?" he asked, hair in disarray. Chan pressed his tongue against his inner cheek, handing his phone to Hyunjin. Soon everyone in the house knew about your winter adventure. You woke up panting, body burning with a fever. Weak whimpers echoed within the room as you held your plush tight. Chan knocked on your door, already deciding with the rest of the boys that your punishment would be to stay inside for the rest of the week. You whined, uncomfortable by how warm your body was becoming even though you felt your skin was chilly. 

Chan opened your door, "Are you awake, baby?" he asked, walking up to your bed. "Daddy," you sobbed, tears streaming down your cheeks. Chan panicked, rushing towards you "Oh baby girl. Look's like you caught yourself a fever," he said, touching your forehead and neck. You whined, huffing out puffs of warm air. Chan walked to your door "Minho, we have a problem!" he shouted from the top of the stairs. "What's going on?" Minho shouted back, raising an eyebrow. "Our little girl got herself a nasty fever," Chan explained, running his fingers through his hair.

Minho cursed under his breath "Okay, I'll prepare the kit and let the boys bring them up to you," he said, taking out the forehead patches, panadol pills, and a warm bottle of water. "Bring this up first," Minho said, instructing Jeongin and Jisung. They nodded, "Got it, hyung," Jisung said, following Jeongin up the stairs. "Yongbok-ah, do you mind helping me with the chicken soup?" he asked, looking at Felix. "I don't mind, hyung. Just tell me what you need," Felix said, tying his hair up. Minho chuckled, taking out the stock from the freezer "Thaw this for now," he instructed, having Felix the container.

You furrowed your eyebrows, focusing on something else that isn't your discomfort. "Sweetheart if you only stayed inside last night," Jisung mumbled, making a slip of the tongue. Your eyes widened, "Huh?" you whispered, clutching your plush tight. Jisung purses his lips, slowly backing out of the room. Chan blinked, sighing "Baby girl, we know you went out last night," he said, running his fingers through your damp hair. You stayed silent, staring up at him with a guilty look. Chan frowned, "I can't say I'm not disappointed, baby," he said, stroking your cheek.

"I'm sorry," you whined, guilt eating you up. "I know you are, little one. I'm sure your fever is making that known to you," he said, booping your nose. You wrinkled your nose, burying your face into your plush. "Your punishment was supposed to be that you're grounded inside for the week, but it looks like you're bedridden either way," Chan said, running his hand up the back of your neck to push your hair. You pouted, feeling guilty and icky. Jeongin patted your stomach "You have to realize that what you did last night was a terrible idea, angel. This is far from the worst-case scenario," he explained, brushing your hair away from your face.

Tears began to well up again this time from the guilt, building in your heart. Minho walked in with a bowl of soup "Why is my pretty cupcake crying, hm?" he asked, setting the soup on your bedside table. You hiccupped, "I'm sorry I went out, Mama," you cried, weakly nuzzling yourself on Minho's lap. Minho cooed, holding you close "You had us all worried when we saw the footage, cupcake," he said, drawing more guilt-filled sobs from you. Minho held you tight, "I'm sure you learnt your lesson, didn't you sweet thing?" he asked, wiping your tears.

You nodded, tears spilling endlessly. Minho smiled, "That's good, cupcake. Your punishment is just this whole week, no more sneaking out to play in the cold snow, okay?" he asked, stroking your splotchy cheeks. You nodded, curling up against Minho's chest. "We'll take care of you our precious little girl," he said, rocking your sniffling figure.

[brucewaynehater101]

Hey I'm gonna write something about Tim x male Oc but I don't know if it's good enough so I have this idea:

One, the Oc is actually someone in the past that got dragged to the present where Tim is and started to get closer to him but it's going to be revealed that Tim also from the past but in the past they weren't meant to be together.

Two, what if, from the first idea. My oc and Tim actually MEANT to be together like the Andromeda and Milky way Galaxy but it's gonna take a long time for them to realize that, they're in love with each other from the moment both save the other and be there for the other from the very start until the end.

Three, Tim was killed but regressed where he almost got killed by Jason at the Titans Tower and was saved by someone mysterious that led him to feel some sort of grateful to his savior. Meanwhile that savior is actually stalking him and that is My oc, he's gonna be there whenever Tim is and cut down any foe in Tim's way. So basically the Savior x Salvation (bcs Tim sees him as his Savior and my oc sees Tim as his Salvation that needs to be protected from anyone or anything.)

Anyway that's all, I just need to hear from someone about my idea :3 (it's just for silly things :P)

No worries! Glad to chat about it ^^ I'm not really one for romance, but it's still really fun to explore ideas.

Both being from the past in intriguing. I'm curious from what era they both come from (or maybe even separate time eras) and what their past was like.

Hmm... If you're doing fated lovers (that's what I'm assuming the reference means), there's a few ways to represent that. There are classic soulmate marks/indications. If they don't realize it at first, perhaps they either are both secretive about their marks or marks can be either platonic or romantic (with no obvious indication of which is which).

If not soulmarks, you could mess around with the canon gods, magic, etc. Perhaps someone sees their souls are intertwined or a god tells them or even a god curses them to make their path to romance harder.

As far as the savior one... That one is tricky. How consensual and non-toxic are we talking?

Don't get me wrong. I crave the dynamic of people who are consensually unhealthily mutually obsessed with each other. It's so fucking compelling. Various types of relationships can be super fun to play around with in fiction (although, to not trigger myself, they both or all of them have to want to be in that type of relationship with each other).

Anyways, what levels are we chatting about here?

For the OC, their perspective of Tim kind of reminds me of the song "My Way of Life" by Frank Sinatra. I absolutely love that song. The lyrics kind of match the vibe of the OC seeing Tim as his salvation ("Gotta have you near all the time with your dreams wrapped in mine. Gotta be part of your soul and your heart all the time. Nothing in the world that I do means a thing without you. I'm just half alive in my struggle to survive without you. You are my way of life. The only way I know. You are my way of life. I'll never let you go").

Just OC seeing Tim, his salvation, and doing everything he can and must for him.

Tim seeing the OC as his savior can be tricky. I think it's called the hero effect? Something something adrenaline, being protected, etc. causes someone to fall in love with their savior. However, this can cause a power imbalance.

You've managed to negate that a bit with the OC seeing Tim as their salvation. Despite that, there would need to be seriously work on communication, getting to know each other, building trust, and commitment before the relationship would work.

If you want them to be mutually unhealthily obsessed with each other (and a stalking each other vibes), Tim becomes consumed by the mystery of this person.

If Tim regressed, then who is this? Who is this person who never showed up in the first timeline?

Lots of exciting ways to take it ^^

[kitsoa]

I'd love to hear about all the fanfics that inspire you / you recommend

Yeah?? You're asking? Oh boy, I am so excited to share. This is my comprehensive fanfiction recommendation/inspiration guide.

Fandoms:

Trigun (current fixation)

Kingdom Hearts

The Legend of Zelda

Detective Conan

Danny Phantom

Criteria?

Chances are I have reread this stuff a few times. That's it. I love it. There are some that I have rose-tinted glasses about and I think there are a million more I just didn't list but I love fanfiction and just knowing these exist lets me work hard to indulge and enjoy on the things I love.

Trigun/ Trigun Stampede

The Second Celestial Evening series by tragic_unpaired_electron

Child of Blessing

Daughter of Eve

Season of the Witch

Multi-chapter. Complete. Gen.

A beautifully crafted series covering the complexities of Vash's place in the universe starts with a heart-tugging series covering Vash's growth into adulthood from Brad's perspective in "Child of Blessing". Then compelling and dark torture featuring ghost Tesla in "Daughter of Eve" and 'so good we had to share the fun'-- the Knives' redemption fic of all redemption fics in "Season of the Witch". Their plant biology headcanon, the masterful prose, and the vibrant character explorations are downright incredible.

Bloodletting series by tragic_unpaired_electron

The Pale Horseman

The Walls of Jericho

After Eden

Multi-Chapter. Complete. Gen.

Hands down the best Twin!Swap AU in all of Trigun fandom. It turns Nai into the most compelling, prickly, and surly protagonist. He pulls at your heartstrings and grows in ways you cannot fathom. There are twists and turns both inspired by canon and naturally spun from the various want-of-nail scenarios. Amazing headcanons and innovative and imaginative worlds and backgrounds. When I tell you that this Nai is one of my favorite characters of all time-- folks would think me blasphemous. I cannot sing the praises of this one enough. I love all their trigun work but this is my favorite. Sun, Moon, and Stars by tragic_unpaired_electron

Multi-chapter. Complete. Gen.

Tesla Lives AU with amazing character vignettes, imaginative worlds and characters and scenarios. And just an incredible message overall. If you want to chew on something by this author with a little less trauma and not as many total chapters this basically eases you into their genius. You get to really see how they roll with characterization.

the unknowable tomorrow by ScreechTheMighty

Multi-chapter. Unfinished. Gen.

Tristamp timetravel fic that turns Meryl and Wolfwood into little guardian angels to baby Vash. This makes my heart weep with fluffy feelings and emotions and the tension inherent to their being there is captivating. I love reading Vash through their perspective in this fic.

ten cent grace by fathomfive

Oneshot. Gen.

Trimax-ish. A plant sickness has Vash regress to childhood with no memories and only Wolfwood to cling to. It's such a great character retrospective and gives me feelings. Big brother Wolfwood. Strange but traumatized child Vash. It's written very well.

There are soooo many good trigun fics. I could actually keep going but I'll move on.

Kingdom Hearts

(i don't need you to) Worry for Me by Cygna_hime

Three-shot. Complete. Gen.

A freaking work of art. A Vanitas redemption story that humanizes and explores a character built on such wild extremes. Reading this made me cry. I fell absolutely in love with Vanitas and it explored the Wayfinder Trio in beautiful ways. It has great headcanons and world building. It's a rather long 3 chapters but it is an incredible ride. Islands Like Glass Towers by Organization VI

Multi-Chapter. Complete. Gen.

This is a famous and rather old fic that explores Sora's parents and it dives into the whimsical and bittersweet world Sora is to be born into. It left me feeling wistful and nostalgic and it's very hard to put into words but it's a fic about parenthood and love. It's a profound little read and I think it captures the unique magic of Kingdom Hearts in a grounded way.

IV[or]y Wall by me.... haaaa im sorry

Multi-Chapter. Incomplete. Gen.

You write what you wanna see. Self-indulgent self promo. Big ol' "Kingdom Heart 4" speculation fic that deals with Sora reverse isekai'd into the real world and having to parse what is real and what is fake and he's... really going through it. Basically a character deconstruction fic on his side. Very meta. Much suspense. I try. It's on Hiatus but you could enjoy the 29 chapters while I get ready to soft relaunch it.

The Legend of Zelda

The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild by TheZedofAges

Multi-Chapter. Complete. T . f/m (Zelink)

BotW novelization that is an actual fantasy epic. It takes and develops the world and the plot into this very organic and vibrant cohesive story. Link is characterized so darn well. There are extrapolations and flourishes that suck you right in. There is a masterful use of non-chronological flashbacks and the relationship between Zelda and Link is total gravity. I read this story to my nongamer, not hip, completely clueless mother and she loved it.

Insomnia by  tikitikirevenge 

Multi-Chapter. Incomplete. T. Hiatus.

Majora's Mask Novelization! This is such a smart fic I'm always in awe as I read it. Not only does it have whipcrack good dialogue and great pacing, it's got a complex closed-time loop premise that has intersections and crosses that take tons of foresight and skill to pull off. It is just an electric read that covers the trauma of a hero out of place and a world that is crushed by oppressive fear and depression. And Tatl. Is. Just. the best.

Detective Conan

Fallout by the Silversage

Multi-Chapter. Incomplete. Hiatus. T.

... this fic. Is everything to me. What I would sell to get this thing finished. Basically, let's take the consequences of the Raven Chaser movie and kick the series into high gear toward the conclusion. Featuring intense intrigue and well-researched mystery and conspiracy. Kaito Kid being an incredible ally. The gosho boys. The Conan mystery being confronted and needled to such a satisfying degree. This fic makes me scream. I am so rabid about this fic. Sense & Sensitivity by  KosagiNoLegion 

Multi-Chapter. Complete. T

This one is also kinda old. Nature of the beast with Conan fic but like it's Psychic Detective Heiji. Which in the midst of all the 'realism' and 'science' is absolutely glorious. He's surrounded by skeptics and has to keep it secret but like it's a great time. There's another in the series from my memory.

Switched by Boogum

Multi-Chapter. Complete. Gen.

Kaito-Conan Body swap. It's got great dialogue and a fun pace. Just good ol' body swap shenanigans which are heightened by the two at the center who are great foils and have various context's to complicate things. Fun fact, I made the cover art for this one.

Danny Phantom

Yo this seres is what I like to call evergreen for me. For some reason these fics are just always in style. Always ready to be consumed.

Phantom of Truth and Shadow of a Doubt by Haiju

Multi-Chapter. Complete. T

Probably the big staple fic of this fandom. Dark, emotionally complicated. Body horror. Trauma. Danny's mom experiments on him and then we gotta pick up the pieces in the sequel. Love the ghost headcanons. It's captivating.

Candlelight by HappyLeif

Multi-Chapter. Complete. Romance. T

An AU with Danny being alone during his portal accident so he actually drifts away from his friends. This allows for a really sweet love story between Danny and Sam as they reconnect and form a friendship through his alter ego. I love outside-perspective fics and this takes that for a spin and makes a delightful romance.

Treading Water by The Full Catastrophe

Multi-Chapter. Incomplete. T

An AU where instead of ghost powers we've got Mer-Danny. It is so imaginative and fun that feels like the original show with all the great grounded drama we expect from fanfic. This is a total classic and the quintessential mer-Danny fic.

......And I could keep going. There are a few fandoms I've dabbled with reading but I'll save that. It's great to have this here in one place for me to refer back.

[dearmailman]

Yay! Thank you for responding :)

I would really like to request a writing piece about a Regressor Howdy? It may seem silly but I like to picture him on the Younger/Baby side of regression!

I don't mind fanfic or headcanons, nor who would be a caretaker in this scenario (if anyone at all!), just whatever's easiest on you!

Thank you again Eddie! Seeing your blog on my dash is always enjoyable! :D <3

I might do a fanfic with this too, but here’s some ideas and headcanons for now! Enjoy neighbor!

Howdy is often very stressed out - understandable as he’s the only neighbor with a business to run. He has a lot of trouble slowing himself down, he even talks at 50 mph! Wally, being the most helpful neighbor, noticed this early on. What started as making sure he gets to bed and feeds himself and stops to have fun eventually became caregiving for him.

Howdy nor Wally realized what was happening at first. Just that Howdy would quiet drown and get very sleepy and wide-eyed when Wally took on responsibility instead. Eddie was the one who recognized regression as regression! Wally loved the idea right off the bat - what a perfect way to get his neighbor to take time off!

Wally and Eddie looked at a catalog for baby toys in secret and ordered anything they thought Howdy would love. Howdy was certainly surprised when five entire boxes were delivered to him the next day. He opened them and was quite confused - until Eddie suggested asking Wally what they were for. There were six entire pacifiers, a whole box worth of building blocks, three cuddly blankets, and more - honestly more than Howdy would ever have gotten for himself!

Howdy called Wally, and Wally came to the shop very smug. He was swaying his hips in a “can you blame me?” way the entire time Howdy interrogated him. Wally convinced him to close up early and they went up stairs to his apartment. Wally wrapped him in a blanket (barely big enough for him) and convinced him to try one of the pacifiers. Howdy was very nervous and unsure at first, it was a little embarrassing to let himself be so relaxed and vulnerable. Being in a baby-like mindstate is so comforting, though....

Howdy did relax as the night fell, with Wally chatting at him softly as the sun set, wrapped in blankets and just settling down for a bit. He felt that same mindstate come to him, feeling safe and quiet, not needing to impress anyone or worry about selling things. Just relaxing with someone who cares for him, no responsibility or pressure over his head.

Wally doesn’t talk about memories often, but that night he reminisced about finding a baby caterpillar in an apple outside while the other little neighbors were playing. He laughed and ran his hand over Howdy’s hair, and told him that it’s his favorite memory of the few he has. He reminds Wally of that memory when he lets himself be taken care of.

Howdy was very tired and felt pleasantly foggy and warm. He doesn’t actually remember that, but that’s okay. It’s comforting to know he and Wally have a long history.

Howdy ends up really enjoying pacifiers, they’re soothing and help him relax. Building blocks are great too! It gives all four of his hands something to play with, sometimes building three towers at once.

Even if Wally isn't over that day, Howdy always sleeps with one of the baby blankets - a light blue one with fruits patterned on it. He indulges and lets himself regress every night before bed. Regression is his tool for relaxing and decompressing!

Eddie and Frank also caretake for him sometimes. They’re involved less often since it makes Wally jealous sometimes, but Wally also trusts them as babysitters! Frank reads books about butterflies to him - sometimes asking suspicious questions about caterpillar biology, which makes Howdy laugh. Eddie always does crafts or bakes with him!

Poppy also babysits! She doesn’t understand as much about regression, but she would always care for her neighbors when they need it. Howdy loves her snacks and they’re the perfect size to cuddle each other!

[foxingpeculiar]

Elden Ring/SotE:

Okay, so at this point, I have cleared Leyndell, went through the Subterranean Shunning Grounds, and now I'm fucking around in the Mountaintops of the Giants--I just cleared the lions out of the entrance to Castle Sol and am about to explore it properly.

I remember saying earlier that I was finding the early game pretty smooth sailing but "we'll see how I do once I get to Mountaintops of the Giants or so." Well, I'm here and... like, it's still pretty smooth sailing? I dunno if it's just this build or what, but nothing so far is giving me that much trouble. Got Godfrey's Ghost and Morgott both in one, the underground Mogh and the Deathbird in two. I don't think *any* boss has killed me more than 3 times.* (The thing that has? Trying to get down that damn pit to the Frenzied Flame--that took like a solid 45 minutes and soooooooo many deaths). I remember the commander in Castle Sol being a huge pain in my ass last time though, so we'll see how that goes.

(*I take that back--a couple, like the Godskin Apostle in the Caelid Tower were a bit much for me when I first fought them. But I've since gone back and cleared most of them. The only one I haven't is the double Crucible Knight fight, but now that I have the Mimic Tear, I should reinvestigate that.)

I'm currently rocking INT of about 52, VIG around 44. Occasionally I throw a stat point into MND or END. I really want to get INT high enough to use Renala's Full Moon, which has a requirement of 70. I've got Moonveil upgraded as much as I can without an Ancient Dragon Smithing Stone and I have yet to come across one of those. I'm still rocking the Demi-Human Queen's staff also, which is up to +20 or something--I have ostensibly "better" staves I could use at this point, but I dunno how much I really need to bother upgrading one of them enough to surpass this one. We'll see.

As far as quest progress, lemme just kinda go down the list here:

Sellen - Finished her quest; sided with her against Jerren, she is now a weird head-ball thing in Rennala's room.

Thops - Finished his quest. He dead and I looted his corpse inside the Academy.

Rogier - Finished his quest. He's also dead, and I whupped his ass during the Fia's Champion's fight.

Boc - Finally got his questline to work; turns out I had to buy all currently available pieces of legendary equipment. But once I did that, the prompt showed up to give him the gold needle, which I did, and then told him he was beautiful rather than giving him a Larval Tear. Not sure that there's any more to that quest, but I guess we'll see.

D and Fia - both quests concluded. She killed him, his brother killed her, I got her Mending Rune.

Corhyn and Goldmask - Was a little worried that I wouldn't be able to cast Regression, but hey, it has an INT requirement instead of a FTH requirement, so that's handy. Solved the riddle for Goldmask and, last I saw them, Corhyn was having an existential crisis on a bridge in the Mountaintops.

Gurranq (Maliketh) - So, I thought I aggroed him by accident cos I tested out a weapon art in his room and he started coming at me. But the Church of Vows said I was good, and when I went back to fight him, he did the thing where he chilled out after a couple of hits. So, okay. I got the Beast Claw from him and he has since fucked off.

Bernahl/Tanith/Rya - I have done all the Volcano Manor hunts so far, including Bernahl's and the Red Letter one, but I have yet to pop back to the Manor to follow up. Will probably do that after Castle Sol.

Alexander - Last saw him on Mt. Gelmir. I think he's around here in the Mountaintops somewhere, but haven't come across him again yet.

Yura - He's dead and I beat the woman that killed him. Then he got taken over by Shabriri, who's creepy AF.

Varre - Last saw him at the Rose Church in Liurnia. Not sure what he's up to--should check in on that.

Edgar/Irina - She's dead, but he wasn't by her corpse yet, last I checked. I dunno if I've progressed too far for that or what, but I'll go back and check again at some point.

Kenneth - He's doing his thing in Fort Haight. I think I have to finish Nepheli's questline before anything can happen there.

Nepheli - Gave her the thing you're supposed to give her after the Albinauric Village (not the poison, the other thing), but haven't seen her since. I think she's moved to Stormveil by now? Again, something I need to go back and check up on.

Diallos - He was in the manor, then he wasn't, now he is again. I don't think he moves to Jarburg until after Rykard's dead, so we'll see how that goes.

Patches - being a dick in the Manor Entrance. Again, I don't think he moves to the Briar guy's castle until after Volcano Manor falls.

Hyetta - Last saw her in Liurnia where she seemed to have made peace with eating people's eyes. But she wasn't in the Frenzied Flame Pit when I was down there, so I must be missing a step somewhere.

Dung Eater/Blackguard - Let Dung Eater out and he fucked up my prawn buddy, but I killed his ghost. I think I've given him 3/5 curses at this point?

Ranni and her gang - Progressed Seluvis enough to get the poison for Ranni, but gave her the Fingerslayer Blade instead because I'm not stupid, so he should be dead now. Blaidd is out of the evergaol and off somewhere going mad. Iji's just chillin'.

Millicent - Got her help beating the Black Blade Kindred and met her in Mountaintops of the Giants, but when I reloaded the area, she was gone, so I guess I'll see her later. Haven't gone back to check on Gowry yet, but I will.

The Great Jar - tried fighting his knights a while ago, but they kept getting the better of me. Could probably take them now, though. Something else to add to the checklist.

I *think* that's everybody that has shit for me to do?

Anyway. Yeah. Castle Sol, then Volcano Manor, then Faram Azula and the Ash Capital and the Consecrated Snowfield/Haligtree. And then I suppose I'll be ready to go down and fuck up Mohg again and start the DLC.

[gaykarstaagforever]

Alright, you bastards. Here is Superman Vol. 1 No. 221, from November 1969.

In mylar. Because God forbid this stupid piece of crap waste away in the elements.

I should set it outside unprotected, just on principle.

People are paying upwards of $30 for this.

Don't.

PART 1. SUPER-PANCHO!

If I may bury the lead because the actual story is terrible, let's talk about the other feature in the issue, "The Revolt of the Super-Slave". Which, unbelievably, is actually kind of good. For this era, it's a masterpiece.

I understand what you're thinking after looking at this. "SUPER-PANCHO?! WHAT KIND OF RACIST GARBAGE IS THIS?!"

And fair enough. This is the year before Lois Lane was sent by Perry White to interview Black people, and she decided the best way to prepare for it was to have Superman build a machine that would give her a Black woman's body.

Never forget. Jesus Christ.

Once you recover from now knowing that happened and remember the Super-Pancho thing: don't worry, actually. That name alone is the only regressive thing about this. No one wears a sombrero or bandolier, no one speaks in broken English, no one eats a taco. This as racially sensitive as 1969 DC comics could get, in that everyone in this made-up Caribbean island nation (I think that's the idea) is just a white person in shorts.

...I mean, that's certainly POC erasure. But now that you've seen the Ebony Lois thing, I hope you'll appreciate how low the bar was at this time.

Super-Pancho is actually pretty cool. He is an enslaved person on an island where men are forced to tend to glass bubbles filled with flowers that are processed into nerve toxin, for sale on the black market. Pancho escaped but was recaptured before this story takes place, and he was on the mainland long enough to learn about Superman, who he hopes will come and save the enslaved people. He turns a scarecrow into a makeshift Superman mannequin, and holds nightly meetings in his hut, trying to convince his fellow subjects to bet on Superman.

Eventually he manages to tie a bunch of flower balls together and dump them in the ocean as a signal to attract Superman.

Because, as everyone knows, 1960s Superman is drawn to representations of himself like a moth to a street light.

That isn't a joke. That happens probably a hundred times. The man builds statues and robot clones of himself at least half the week. Almost like the people making these felt they weren't paid enough to draw another guy, or something.

The signal works as intended, of course. Superman arrives and meets Pancho, just as Pancho has been dressed in his replica Superman outfit and chained to a cliff. This was done by the evil General Satanta, a character with a stupid name that I never once pronounced correctly in my head.

I was mostly thinking "Santana." Because it's a hot one.

Satanta did this to Pancho because he was making fun of Pancho's obsession with Superman. He even has his goons trick Pancho into thinking he has the real superpower of not getting eaten by jaguars. ...Which turns out to be a weird, counter-productive flex, because Pancho snaps and thinks he's actually Super-Pancho, who has powers when he gets mad. And it kind of makes him a confident revolutionary badass.

Again, Superman shows up in the midst of all this. He immediately realizes that Pancho has cracked. But also, conveniently, that Pancho looks exactly like Kal-El, with stubble. So he gets Pancho to hide in a cave with his own real Superman suit, and takes Pancho's place in his scrubby one as a real super-powered Super-Pancho.

Genuinely cool super-antics ensue.

Yes, he eats the nerve-toxin flowers, and spits a bullet message into the side of a helicopter.

I told you this was good.

At some point Pancho, believing he has real powers, comes out of his cave in Superman's costume and starts talking shit. Superman, protecting Pancho, uses his powers to confuse Satanta about how many Super-Panchos there actually are and what they can do. This culminates with Satanta being so flabbergasted by this chaos that he and his men flee the island.

The enslaved people freed, Superman gets Pancho to settle down long enough to understand that he does not in fact have real powers. But he tells him to keep lying to everyone that he does, because most Silver Age Superman plans are 60% lying and 40% his own clone robots. He then leaves Super-Pancho in charge of the island, where his lies will keep criminals in check under a cloud of confusion and terror for the foreseeable future.

Yay, Superman! You've done it again!

The only really weird part of this story is how Superman decides to disguise himself as Pancho, a man who looks exactly like him but with some facial hair. Fast-growing hair? Face paint? Some kind of weird fake face stubble plant that only he knows about?

No, sorry. The correct answer is "rubbery man-skin costume he somehow has, that is never explained."

I know it seems like I'm going hard on this. But for all it's many, many flaws, this is a pretty solid "wacky 60s Superman" story. Pancho is pretty loveable, and everything generally works out well for everyone, besides the bad guy. You literally cannot expect more from the Silver Age.

...They should really bring Pancho back, if they haven't already. Superman finds out later he exploited his advantage to become a dictator himself, reverting back to selling the nerve toxin on the black market. Superman has to return and sort it out. Deep commentary on colonialism and the White Savior narrative, or something. Especially since Superman is in fact an unauthorized immigrant orphan alien creature who just passes for Midwest cracker.

I mean, that won't be fun. But it could be meaningful and interesting. God forbid we try that with a superhero comic once in awhile.

Stay tuned for Part 2, the bad Fat Superman story.

Here's General Santana and a cracker to play us out:

[five-rivers]

Oh God, imagine the social media reaction to tinyMight, the feral adorable badass. Imagine his bullies and unfortunate small-time villains from 40+ years ago finding out who they tried to beat up. Imagine those few who have seen Yagi but don't know he's All Might wondering if skeleton man is All Might's twin or something. Imagine the shenanigans if the de-aging takes longer to undo. Interactions with Gran, Izuku, the other teachers.

Sequel to this.

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Toshinori felt his smile grow progressively more fixed the longer the detective stared at him with that haunted expression. Was he in some kind of trouble? It sounded as if the villain had swapped him for another rookie hero, one named All Might (cool name!), but that shouldn't be Toshinori's responsibility. Maybe the quirk also linked them, somehow? That would explain why the villains had been trying to kill him, and why the banana hero- Present Mic didn't want him to leave. On the other hand...

Oh, he should just ask. That would be easier.

He opened his mouth to do just that when the detective spoke instead.

"This is going to be so much paperwork," he said.

"I'm sorry?" said Toshinori.

"Yagi," continued the detective, "I love you like a brother, but ever since I met you, my paperwork load has tripled. Tripled."

"I've only just met you?"

If possible, the detective looked even more haunted.

Luckily, at this point, Present Mic opened the door to the car and slid into the seat next to the detective. "Thanks for coming, Detective Tsukauchi," he said. "Anyway, we have confirmation on the quirk that did this to you, and, well. It isn't time travel."

"Thank god," said Detective Tsukauchi.

"Um. I thought it was teleportation...?"

"You've been de-aged by about forty years," said Present Mic, all in a rush.

What. What?

The car started up in the silence.

"Are you telling me that I'm in the future? Oh my gosh, that's an amazing quirk."

"No, no, you're in the present. You're not-- It isn't going to send you back to the past when it wears off. You'll just, you know, go back to your normal age."

"Wow. That's still a really cool quirk. Does it have to be forty years, or can he adjust the amount of time? Like, he could use it on people with degenerative mental diseases, give their families one last time with them. Or, or for witness statements! It would be pretty good for a hero, too, you could de-age villains into kids and then they couldn't fight anymore... but maybe it'd be a little unethical... Hmm..."

"You don't seem very, uh, alarmed?" said Present Mic.

"What would I be alarmed about?"

"All of your friends and family being forty years older?" suggested Present Mic.

"Haha, I don't have any of those," said Toshinori, smiling as large as he could and giving the hero two thumbs up.

Present Mic and Detective Tsukauchi just stared at him.

Then Tsukauch turned to Present Mic. "You said it'll wear off? When?"

"Uh. The quirk registry wasn't entirely clear about that. But it does wear off."

"The press is going to be a nightmare," said Tsukauchi, rubbing his face.

"Why?" asked Toshinori.

The hero and detective exchanged another glance. Toshinori could practically hear them mentally screaming you tell him, no, you tell him at each other.

Tsukauchi coughed into his fist. "Well, Toshi- excuse me, Yagi-kun, you're... You've realized those two were trying to kill you?"

"It was... sort of hard not to, honestly," said Toshinori. "Is it because I'm a hero or something?"

"How did you-?"

Toshinori silently pinched the fabric of the overlarge jumpsuit leg between his fingers and raised an eyebrow.

"Right. Well. You're the Number One hero."

"Wow," said Toshinori. It seemed to be something he kept saying, today. "How did I do that without a quirk?"

"What?"

"He's a late bloomer," said Tsukauchi, quickly. "A late bloomer. You're a late bloomer."

"Uh. Okay?"

.

"UA is so cool," said Toshinori, shielding his eyes against the sun as he looked up at the building.

"Haha, yeah," said Tsukauchi.

"Did I really go to school here?"

"You teach here, too!" said Present Mic.

"That's so cool," said Toshinori. "I can't believe I'm going to be a hero for over thirty years. That's like, the longest any hero has ever served."

"There are a couple who've served for longer, now, actually," said Present Mic. "Like Yoroi Musha, Recovery Girl, and Gran Torino."

"Yoroi Musha is still a hero?" asked Toshnori. "Like, actively? That's so long."

The gate behind them beeped, and Toshinori turned around just in time to take the bottom of a boot straight to the face. Needless to say, he fell over.

"Gran Torino!"

"Holy crap! I thought he'd dodge! Toshinori, you idiot, are you alright?"

"Ow," said Toshinori, trying and failing to recognize the voice that was referring to him so familiarly.

"Gran Torino, you really can't go around kicking people like that."

"Yagi-kun? Are you okay? Should we get Recovery Girl?"

Toshinori raised a shaking hand, thumb up. "I think I have a concussion."

.

When they got to the infirmary, it was already occupied by a couple students and... a strange homeless-looking man, but that didn't make sense. Maybe an undercover hero was stopping here for some reason? But why?

The students, one small and green, other with a mix of red and white hair, stared at him openly.

"Oops, sorry," said Present Mic. "Didn't think that anyone would be here before noon."

The homeless man sighed deeply. "Neither did I," he said, "and yet..." He fixed a baleful glare on the two students.

"I-I'm sorry, Aizawa-sensei," squeaked the green one. "I tried to get out of the way of the door, but I didn't want to run into Todoroki-kun, and-"

"It isn't your fault, problem child," said Aizawa with a sigh heavy enough to crush an elephant, who... was a teacher, evidently. Man. Standards for teachers' dress had really fallen in forty years, hadn't they? "The first year support class shouldn't have been doing anything with explosives of that caliber. Anyway, who's-"

"Are you Midoriya-kun's secret brother?" asked the red and white student.

"Who?" asked Toshinori.

"Todoroki-kun! You can't just ask people that!"

"You have to admit, he looks just like your father-"

"All Might is not my father."

"Riiiiiight," said Present Mic, guiding Toshinori to a bed with a hand on his back. "Now, why don't you just relax here while I go get Recovery Girl?"

"Coward," whispered Tsukauchi.

Present Mic shrugged and disappeared.

"So," said Aizawa, exhibiting a well-practiced air of boredom. "Are you related to All Might?"

"Eraserhead-san," said Tsukauchi, through clenched teeth, "may I introduce you to Yagi Toshinori? Yagi-kun, this is Aizawa-san. He's in charge of class 1-A."

Aizawa went pale. "Please tell me it isn't time travel."

"If it was time travel, we would be in an underground bunker or something," said Tsukauchi. "No, it was an age-regression quirk."

The green student inhaled sharply, then let off a small, "Oh."

"Wait," said the red and white student- Todoroki?- narrowing his eyes.

"Don't say it," urged the green haired boy.

"What do you think about quirks, Yagi-san?"

"Quirks are great!" said Toshinori. "I sure wish I-"

"Had a note book to write about them in!" interrupted Tsukauchi, loudly.

Toshinori frowned up at him, confused. What did he say?

Todoroki rubbed his chin with a finger. "To... analyze the quirks in?" he asked.

"Um," said Toshinori. "Yes?"

"See, Midoriya-kun?" said Todoroki, turning to the other boy. "He's just like you. You're the same." He touched his pointer fingers together.

Midoriya, for his part, looked extremely flustered.

"The same," repeated Todoroki. He looked back at Toshinori. "Do you happen to have a brother? A twin, perhaps?"

"Uh, I don't think so? But, then, I was a doorstop baby, so..."

Todoroki nodded sagely. "So you must have reunited with your long lost brother, the skeleton man, later in life-"

"Stop calling him that!" hissed Midoriya, yanking on his friend's uniform jacket.

"I wouldn't have to, if you'd just tell me your uncle's name-"

"He isn't my uncle."

Both Aizawa and Tsukauchi looked like they wanted to die. Or at least be somewhere else.

"Uh," said Toshinori, wanting to change the subject even with his concussion. "What are your quirks, anyway?"

"My quirk is called Half-Hot, Half-Cold," said Todoroki. He raised his hands. "It allows me to make fire from my left side, and ice from my right."

"Oh, neat," said Toshinori. "There must be so many applications like that! I mean, combat is obvious, but it might be even better for rescue work- Lots of casualties in natural disasters are because of exposure, you'd be ideal to counteract that in any weather. Or if a victim is going into shock! Plus, it'd be useful to have in everyday life, if they ever change the public quirk usage law- Did they change that?"

"No," said Aizawa.

"Actually, yes," said Tsukauchi, "but probably not in the way you're thinking..."

"Don't use your quirk in public," said Aizawa.

"You don't have to worry about that, because-"

"Don't use your quirk in public," said Tsukauchi, interrupting again. "Please."

"He does have a hero license, though, so technically-"

"Problem child."

"Sorry."

"Oh, oh, and what's your quirk?"

"Please do not fall out of the bed, To- Yagi-kun," said Tsukauchi.

"I'm not going to," said Toshinori.

"Well," said Midoriya, who had a very complicated expression on his face, "my quirk is, uh, a strength enhancer..."

"Just like yours," said Todoroki, as if he had just made an irrefutable point.

Oh, yeah. Toshinori's older self had a quirk. Maybe that's what Tsukauchi was trying to keep him from talking about? He wished they had told him beforehand if it was some kind of secret.

Also: was Todoroki implying that Midoriya was Toshinori's son? That'd be, like... Wow. If this was forty years in the future, and Midoriya was about the same age as him, that meant he'd had Midoriya when he was forty? Hm. He wasn't sure how to feel about that...

Luckily, before he could start in on a spiral about whether the idea of himself at forty or the idea that he had kids was the thought that was bothering him, Present Mic came back with a little old woman who was, apparently, Recovery Girl.

Wow. Yeah. That was sure a change in... everything. Yep. Really driving home the whole 'forty years in the future' thing. It sure was.

Recovery Girl sighed deeply. "What did you get yourself into this time, Toshinori?"

"Gran Torino kicked him in the head," said Tsukauchi.

"I'm going to skin that man alive one of these days," said Recovery Girl. "But I was talking about the other thing. Although, I suppose that's rather obvious. Do you mind if I heal you, dear? It will probably knock you out for a little bit."

"Sure," said Toshinori, who was beginning to strongly desire an escape from the increasingly awkward conversations around him. "Knock me out. Please."

"Alright, then."

And then she did.

[secret-engima]

What's the Little Nox universe? Hi, I'm new and I found you through your HZD x FFXV crossover which has a too long for me to write in this ask. I know the barest minimum of FFXV -- let alone the FF universe on its which is close enough to zero -- but I started the game the other day because I'm almost done with HZD... and I stumble upon this Little Nox thing that is the cutest stuff ever even if I don't know half of what I should about FFXV or FF in general. Hence this ask XD

Hi! Welcome aboard my crazy! Can I just say real quick that I ... ADORE the fact that you found me through my crossover? That thing gets barely any reviews on my Ao3 and FF accounts so knowing someone reads it (and knows the HZD side of it) makes me smile.

Really quick, ineffective summary of FF: don’t worry about playing FFXV before anything else because all but a handful are stand-alone games. Final Fantasy is just a Brand and all Final Fantasy games thus share some world-building traits such as the name of currency (gil), the use of potions and phoenix downs, the existence of chocobos (think Giant Adorable Ridable Chickens), some flora and fauna and some reaccuring minor characters (there are two characters named Bigs and Wedge after the Star Wars pilots who always pop up SOMEWHERE in an FF game as something of a running gag/cameo for example). But when it comes to overarching PLOT and major characters, each game is a new thing unless it’s popular enough to spawn spin-offs (such as FF7′s expanded universe, which had several spin-off games and a movie).

Hopefully Non-Spoiler summary of FFXV: Evil Technological Empire of Evil offers a supposed peace treaty with the Magical Kingdom Of the Good Guys after about 100+ of intermittent war, with one of the conditions being that the MC, Prince Noctis, marries their Oracle Princess, Lunafreya. Insomnia (the magical kingdom of good guys) accepts the treaty because it’s that or continue to slowly loose ground to the empire’s superior technological might and thus four bros consisting of the Husband-to-Be, his buff bodyguard Gladio, his faithful Team Mom advisor Ignis, and his civilian photography loving friend Prompto head off on a road trip to go to a neutral city to get Noctis married.

OBVIOUSLY things go Sideways stupid fast because Evil Empire of Evil™.

Also no one dares travel at night because of a plague of creatures called daemons that are slowly getting stronger and eviler and more of a threat to the world. Noctis is going to have to Deal With This at some point but that falls under spoilers so if you haven’t already been horribly spoiled by my blog or want to AVOID spoilers than I shall stop there.

Also if you want to avoid spoilers ... read my blog with caution. I have tagged literally nothing as spoilers even though I talk about late game meta and lore A LOT because I honestly never expected to drag newbies into my fandom.

If you DON’T mind spoilers or are just curious, feel free to drop me an ask! Or read my blog, the spoilers are all in there somewhere. Anyway-

 My Little Nox verse is ... sorta complicated? Okay so- I have a HUGE weakness for time-travel shenanigans, so I have multiple AUs for FFXV where Noctis (the MC) time-travels either alone, with his three bros, or with Ardyn who you may or may not have met yet depending on where you are in the game. ANYWAY, the AU where Noctis and Ardyn go back in time together is called Nox verse because Noctis can’t exactly parade around with the name of the young Crown Prince who ALSO exists. Since Noctis is terrible at thinking up cover names and needs something similar enough to his old name that he’ll respond, he calls himself Nox.

Now, in Nox verse Prime, Nox is 7 years older than his non-time-travel counterpart, which leads everyone to believe that Nox is a royal Oops baby from back when his dad was traveling the world. Because Nox and Ardyn travel together and Nox is always jokingly calling him Uncle, everyone thinks that Ardyn is Nox’s mother’s brother who is taking care of the teenling Oops Prince. They later get discovered by Regis, who takes in his son and ... sort of brother-in-law.

Of course, SOMEBODY yote the brilliant idea of an AU of my AU where instead of coming back in time OLDER than his counterpart, Nox was YOUNGER. Way younger. So young that his body couldn’t handle his adult magic/memories and so he kinda mentally regressed to a kid, even if he still has his adult memories in something of a dreamlike state. Ardyn, who never once took a childcare class or raised a kid, promptly panic-rampages his way across the local timeline, trying to figure out how to CARE FOR SMOL CHILD and ends up making everyone believe that the Evil Empire of Evil attempted to clone the royal good guy family and that the teeny clone is Nox. Regis, upon discovering a supposed clone child, immediately takes him in and raises him as his own because Regis is the Dadliest Dad to Ever Dad (his official in-game Epithet is the Father I’m not even joking).

Being a sucker for Fluff and Drama that I am, I immediately took the idea and ran with it, thus spawning the Little Nox verse spinoff of my Nox verse.

I ... hope that ramble was helpful?