#ask silly cg

[silly-caregiver]

M usually dada but m small rn so want dada. Prolly won’t be small no more when chu see dis but haii!! :DD

hiii there!!! glad to see you here :3

[popppyfur]

Headcanon: Originally Cloud Guy was going to target Poppy to teach her the lesson of listening to others and standing up for her friends for something like that (Based on the fact that he gets happy when Poppy pushes him away). But she was so supportive of him being insufferable that he just transferred all the irritability onto Branch.

poppy deflects the attempts at annoyance by just being genuine and sincere and it throws off the vibe cg has goin for himself. I think he'd call her boring in that way, and I can imagine an episode centering around the idea of poppy trying to appeal to him in vain lmao. Other than that I think these two are just chill, at the end of the day cgs favorite will always be branch bc it's more amusing to him that way

[cantsleep5am]

pls pls pls u should draw more dada darry

(only if u want!)

he's coaxing you into bathtime!!

[dolly-doe]

cg! kaoru seta moodboard !!

[liamket]

Have you ever thought about the Hero of Spirits for your Creature AU? He drives a bigass train, has a really sweet temperament, and is really strong naturally in his game (routinely picks up boulders the size of himself) so maybe he’s a draft horse?

i never thought abt others heros apart of the main ones, but Spirit being a draft horse sounds really cool! he will be still young but very strong, maybe the one who carries the smallest ones of the gang while traveling

[silly-baba]

Boo!! Hiii :333

-💌 (@little-baby-bird)

Ahh!! Ohh, you cheeky little bug, you spooked me! Hehe

I love being silly with you! <3

･.*.ﾟ☆❗please only interact if your blog is SFW❗☆ ﾟ.*.･

[ivyial]

i think i know what bugs me the most about infinite darkness, which is also just an issue with RE in general.

everytime i think to myself "oh i'll rewatch infinite darkness", i'm only ever really thinking of the first two episodes, not the last two. all of that kinda dawned on me as i got to the end of ep 2.

resident evil has some pretty fuckin cool underlying themes: corruption, biological warfare, politics, treason, foreign policy, etc. most RE entries feature those themes as a starting point behind virtually every problem in the franchise. RC started as a result of the secret development of bioweapons to which the US contributed, damnation deals with the use of bioweapons in armed conflict, etc. then you've got some sillier villain motivations because it's RE and it has to be a little silly. but essentially, it's 1. virus/parasite/mold/BOW is being developed and 2. a private actor who's trying to either make a shit ton of money or just wants to bring about chaos gets ahold of it and 3. the US government is always kind of involved, somehow (and then there's a monster with a bulging eye and the place blows up).

so you've got these recurring themes which are most of the time dealt with in a more lighthearted manner: it turns out to be a big bad guy motivated by money or power who just turns people into monsters.

now the thing about infinite darkness is that it actually has a really interesting premise. you've got the war in penamstan, which features overt commentary on the US' foreign policy and involvement in other countries (callback to wars waged in the middle east), as well as the frequent accusations that the US is trying to get back at china by whatever means necessary. this is incredibly relevant in the international political landscape, and will continue to be for a good number of years. episodes one and two don't shy away from blatant criticism of the US.

and i keep thinking "FINALLY, it's getting serious." but it never does. because it's RE, and i love how unserious it is, yet i can't help but think about how it would turn out if it went through with its themes.

//

i'm coming back to this draft after watching death island because DI does a similar thing, but better? i think ID is essentially overly ambitious: it sets out too many themes and events and fails to follow up on them properly. you shouldn't start a discourse on imperialism and foreign policy if you're not ready to properly discuss the matter.

DI also weighs in on the bioterrorism vs capitalism vs the US government themes, but less seriously. it's all done through dylan, who has a certain set of views on the matter and wants to use the virus to reset the entire planet. but it doesn't really go beyond that: it's just dylan going "man fuck corporations and the US government" and then blatantly destroying the core 4 by giving them the most obnoxious reality check ever (which was EXACTLY what they needed). that's all. i like this better, because RE is a very unserious franchise at heart, and it shouldn't try to be something it isn't. the climax of any RE movie is always big monster with a countdown, like the games, and there's really only two solutions to that: either capcom starts using the CG movies to expand on the lore in a more serious way by divorcing themselves from the traditional layout of the games, or they keep the same formula as the games, but then they really shouldn't get into as much detail (there's just not enough time).

[silly-caregiver]

Im home!! I got three collars! Two of them match one i got for myself when am puppy!!

KC got one, and Jack got one :>

how adorable! i’m sure you all love your new collars! i love the design on them!! :3

[isjasz]

MY BEHIND THE SCENES!! DESIGNS SHEETS!! in @hotguycomiczine :D *throwing these over like bricks*

If you haven't read the zine yet, you can download it here! and/or read my comics that used these designs here <3

More messy and silly early designs and process under the cut ↓↓ (I will maybe ramble more abt the thought process and such later in one ask o7 I just. keep procrastinating on answering it ASKDAKJW ANON IF U SEE THIS I DID NOT FORGET U I PROMISE)

So first off, my endless cg design suffering (this guy gave me sm pain i SWEAR TO GOD

Gem and Pearl concepts :D Pearl's design got revamped a bit after I started coloring my comics tho o7

Early bug concepts from me!! (super honored to do the final design for the bug I love this evil little guy)

And just some miscellaneous/scrapped and silly stuff during the comic making LOL

Last but not least hi ppl who kept up with ddd. how do u :3 feel about this :3 ringing any bells :3 /SILLY HASDAHJKLHEAKWEH👍💥

[littlestarryagere]

How to tackle chores when regressed :

Ello!! I’m here bc sometimes I find it sooo hard to check off my to-dos bc my liddol(s) out ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა

Here are some ideas for folks tht may be struggling getting up &&doing the tingz !!

♡ Print off a sticker chart !! Ik for me having external motivation aka cute lil stickers showing how good I’ve been can rly rly help !!

♡ Bring along your stuffie/favorite toy !! They’re your fren & wanna help u do the thing !!

♡ Play age-appropriate music & dance & sing along while u work !! This can make the thing feel less daunting & more silly & fun !!

♡ Have a kid-appropriate movie/tv show on in the background !! Just be sure to not get too distracted, little one !! ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭

♡ Ask your cg for a reward if u complete all da tingz !! Rewards can be things like regression time w them that night, sweets, etc !! If u don’t have a cg, thts totally ok !! U can also do these things solo !! ദ്ദി ( ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ )

♡ Make urself a snack/meal first !! Ik for me sometimes the energy boost is definitely needed !! Some age-appropriate foods can be apple slices w peanut butter/caramel, mac n cheese, milk in a baba, etc !! Just stay healthy little ones !!

♡ This one’s may be harder for some, but try calling another liddol fren/someone who supports your regression if you’ve got any !! I’m lucky enough to have this option, it’s ok if u don’t !! But sometimes talking to somebody helps me get up & at’em !!

♡ Play a regression podcast !! This one’s good for those of us tht may not have a cg/regression buddies to talk to !! When I’ve been cg-less these have rly rly helped me !! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Feel free to add more, & have fun bein a good little kiddo !!

~ Starry ⋆⭒˚.⋆

[regal-rosebuds]

ꔫHow to Voluntarily Age Regress

ꔫHi all! I wanted to post this, but I can't call it as much a "guide" as I usually would, since it is purely my anecdotal experience!

ꔫNonetheless, I hope this is helpful to you in your endeavors!

ꔫTypically, when I am trying to regress, I start with age dreaming! This comes with a number of things, maybe it's:

Watching cartoons or another piece of media that I find comforting or that I've found puts me in the space

Coloring a picture or doing worksheets

Babytalking with my cgs, babysitters or other in-community friends

^Asking my cgs/babysitters to care for me as if I am already regressed

^^Generally interacting with other littles or friends I find comforting

Scrolling agere tags on here or ingesting other agere content

Using little gear like pacis, bottles, etc.

Playing with toys or playing video games that I've found put me in the space

Listening to a playlist that one of my cgs made me

Writing agere headcanons or making content of my ocs who regress

Daydreaming about agere outings, playdates, etc.

Going shopping and looking at toys

Cuddling, holding hands, getting my hair pet, etc.

ꔫThis is just a short list of things I've put together, there's a lot more that could be done, especially since it's extremely individual! This is just what works for me!

ꔫFrom there, I try to maintain this comforting and safe space by not taking on any work/responsibilities or really anything else not suitable for my small age.

ꔫAnd, it’s not like it’s a 100% success rate either! Sometimes, I’m just not feeling it; sometimes, I just continue age dreaming for the rest of the night! For me, you can’t really force it — it’s okay if it does happen, it’s okay if it doesn’t!

ꔫSome other helpful things:

I find it much easier to slip when I’m tired.

You might feel kinda silly being big and trying to do your small things, but that’s okay!

It’s not just a switch one can flip, so don’t be frustrated if it doesn’t come easily!

It’s different for everyone — for some people it comes really easily, for some people not so easily. Some people need to do a specific set of things and have a specific set of conditions to regress. Going further:

Not everyone can voluntarily regress, and that’s okay, but there’s no harm in trying it out!

ꔫWhile this isn’t as educational as my other posts, I still hope that you are able to find it helpful!

[butchreg]

mama ! sevika with a weepy , clingy ! regressor headcanons !!

requested by 🪶 anon ! the people long for more cg ! sevika .. i am here to ( try to ) provide. silly random pictures this time sorry they don't really match. big old dog is sevika and little cat is you if you even care... sorry these aren't my best i don't have a ton of thoughts this time <//3 arcane masterlist here , upcoming list here

sevika who was never big on physical touch , struggling at first to get used to you being clingy. it's not unpleasant for her but it's certainly something to get used to , she's a bit surprised that you'd choose her of all people to latch onto in this way.

she's also never been great at dealing with big emotions. at first her eyes will widen when your face begins to scrunch up , clearly seconds from crying. she might begin to panic though she tries to hide it. "hey , hey. what's wrong , kid ?" she works hard on her tone so she doesn't sound too gruff or out of her element. she'll put her hand on your shoulder a bit awkwardly , trying to comfort you physically.

she's not great at comforting people but she's a great listener and very perceptive. if she notices you acting differently she'll gently pull you aside. "what's the matter , kid ?" she'll ask straightforwardly in a soft tone. she hunches down to look you in the eye , resting a hand on your shoulder. if you don't answer she doesn't push but she needs you to know she cares. "well , i'm here if ya need me, hm ?" she'll say raising an eyebrow at you.

okay i doubt this book exists in zaun but i do not care... sevika doing kissing hands with you , her clingy little cub whenever she has to go off to work or on a more dangerous outing. you'll start to cry and she'll gently shush you , placing soft kisses on both sides of your hands. "now you do mine ," she instructs in her gravelly voice. you wipe your teary eyes. "what for ?" she's embarrassed as she explains it to you , you make her so soft it makes her sick. you giggle , eagerly kissing her hands before pressing yours to your cheeks.

when you get weepy , she'll pick you up , plopping you on her lap , bouncing you a bit. this immediately calms you down , sometimes all you need is your mama's touch.

mama bear sevika who is always holding your hand out in public. she tells everyone it's just because you want it , but it's just as much for her own comfort. she doesn't like her cub getting too far , especially when you tend to fuss easily. the idea of you getting lost terrifies her probably even more than it does you.

sometimes as a treat sevika will give you piggy back rides or shoulder rides. "you're killin' me kid," she'll joke when you ask her forty minutes later for just one more spin around the house. still she carries you around one more time , collapsing onto the couch with a dramatic sigh when she's had enough.

sevika setting up a card game for you and your stuffed animals when she has to leave you. "watch out for the bulldog , he's a cheater." she'll warn you playfully. "mamaaa , i don' want you to gooo ," you'll whine tearfully. "aww , buck up kiddo. i'll be back before round two," she'll say with a wink.

if you're having a bad day and are more weepy than usual sevika will cheer you up by attempting to draw for you. key word : attempting. she's not an artist by any stretch and you always laugh when she tries to draw your special stuffie , or jinx. she'll snort , trying not to laugh herself. "aw, c'mon , kid. you're just jealous you can't draw like i can."

mama sevika who loves to cuddle up with you in her lap and read to you. she does lots of silly voices and will quiz you on plot points. "one more chapter , pleeeease !!" she'll pout at you , booping your nose. "no time tonight , cub. you gotta get to sleep." you'll whine and fuss , but eventually she wins , arguing that if you're too sleepy tomorrow you'll be too grumpy to read. she'll tuck you and your stuffies in bed giving all of you forehead kisses before flicking off the light and turning in for the night as well.

[hellsitegenetics]

So tumblr user demoncatapology's ask about praying to whatever silly critter got assigned to them is such a delightful idea. Dear Hellsitegenetics, may I also be assigned a little critter to help me through finals season please?

It is very much kicking my ass right now. Thank you in advance!

String identified: t catag' a at ag t at ctt gt ag t t c a gt a. a tgtc, a a ag a tt ctt t tg a a a? t c cg a gt . Ta aac!

Closest match: Dendronephthya gigantea dynein heavy chain 1, axonemal-like (LOC114531818), mRNA Common name: Cherry Blossom Coral

(image source)

[jasperxkuromi]

Dealing with guilt and shame around age regression

I've been dealing with some guilt towards my regression the past couple days. I have been feeling self conscious and embarrassed about my regression and it's been making it harder to relax and let myself get into little space. I took some time this afternoon to brain storm a few things I can do and I wanted to share!!

🐸 Write it out! I have a "worry" journal. I set a 15 minute timer for myself and just let myself write whatever has been bothering me. After the 15 minutes is over I close the journal and throw it across my room.

🐌 You could also write a letter to someone talking about your feelings. This doesn't mean you have to give them that letter!! Sometimes it is soothing to write to someone who hurt you and then rip it up into tiny little pieces afterwards. Another option is to write a letter to your CG about how much you appreciate them and their support :)

🐸 Positive affirmations! I keep a sticky note on my chore chart of a few affirmations I can say to myself when I am worked up.

🐌 Meditation/Mindfulness. You can do ones that are made for kids if it helps! There are also kids toys that are geared at helping little ones slow down and take some deep breaths. My Furby has a relax mode where he guides me to do some breathing. It is both silly and relaxing enough to distract my brain for a little bit.

🐸 Ask your CG to write you a letter you can read when you are dealing with tough emotions. If you have a fictional CG you can write yourself a note pretending to be them! There are also people out there who will write you letters from your CG. Even if you don't have a CG, you can write a letter to yourself. When you are feeling big, write a letter of all the kind things you wish you could say to little you.

🐌 Age regression can be part of a healthy coping toolbox. You are not doing anything wrong by regressing. It is okay to regress. It is okay to take time for you. It is okay to do something that is just for your own happiness.

🐸 You are allowed to take up space. You are allowed to be messy and noisy and playful. You deserve love and care. You deserve to have your needs met. I'm sorry others in your life let you down and made you feel this way. But it will be okay, and we can heal together, I promi.

🐌 Remember; it is okay to take a break from voluntary regression for any reason. Your stuffies and dollies will understand and they will be there for you when you return. ♥️

Feel free to add your own!

If you are continually dealing with feelings of guilt and shame, don't be afraid to reach out to someone. It can hard to unlearn these sorts of things on your own. You aren't weak for needing extra support.

[silly-baba]

hihi!! i rlly love ur agere blog n i just found out about this one that u have! i hope u dont mind me coming into ur asks every now n then if i need any kind of extra support with anything =w=

~ @littletism 🌈⭐🎀 ( asking on anon and tagging my agere blog bcuz my main is not agere focused .. )

Hey darling, thank you so much!

Of course I don't mind, I'm always happy to listen and advise to the best of my abilities!!

And you don't have to send through anon, as long as the blog ur sending asks from isn't NSFW, I don't mind! <3

Though if you feel more comply liki this, that's fine too!! Maybe we can find an anon sign out emoji for you?

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Baskets and Bunny Kisses

CG!Wanda Maximoff x Little!Fem!Reader

Summary: Wanda's little bunny gets to have the best Easter because she has the best Mama!

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: All fluff~

Authors note: Someone asked for this and I didn't think I'd get it done but here we are with it done anyways Happy Easter~

Also, to all the littles, seeing this, please tred lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. Everything is marked accordingly!

“C’mon, baby, arms up,” Wanda cooed gently as she knelt in front of you, soft lavender pajamas in her hands. “Let’s get these bunnies on you.”

You giggled and bounced a little where you stood, tail wagging under your oversized tee as you lifted your arms dramatically. “Bunny jammiieeeess!”

Wanda smiled with warm affection, slipping the long-sleeved top over your head and smoothing it down your arms. The soft cotton was covered in pastel eggs and little cartoon rabbits, and you wiggled proudly once it was on. “I’m so ready for the Easter Bunny,” you declared, spinning in a slow circle.

“Hmm,” Wanda teased, lifting your chin playfully. “You sure don’t look ready for bed. Where’s my sleepy girl, huh? It’s almost time for lights out.”

“But Mamaaa,” you pouted, dropping into a dramatic sit on the nursery floor. “Tomorrow’s Easter! The Bunny’s gonna come and leave eggs and candy and—and—what if I miss him?!”

Wanda chuckled, gathering you into her lap easily, cradling you against her chest as you rambled. “You’ll miss him only if you don’t sleep, silly goose. The Easter Bunny won’t come ‘til you’re tucked in bed with dreams in your head.”

You wriggled, a little too wound up for bedtime, even as Wanda rubbed small circles into your back. The nursery glowed softly from your nightlight, casting bunny-shaped shadows on the walls. Your stuffies were already arranged in bed, and your paci was waiting on your pillow.

“Can you read me a story, Mama?” you whispered, curling closer. “A Easter one?”

“Of course, my love,” Wanda murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. She stood with you still in her arms, carrying you easily over to the big rocking chair in the corner. “Let’s see what we’ve got in the basket.”

You watched with wide eyes as she plucked a pastel-colored book from your little bookshelf, the cover showing a bunny in a bowtie holding a basket of eggs.

“Benny the Bunny’s Easter Parade.”

Wanda settled in the rocker, tucking you into her lap as she opened the book. Her voice was calm and rhythmic, lilting just the way you liked as she read each page. You started off wiggly, swinging your legs and trying to guess what would happen next in the story, but by the time Benny was painting his eggs and hiding them around the garden, you were yawning and leaning into Wanda’s chest, your paci now tucked gently between your lips.

“And then Benny peeked from behind a daisy and smiled—because Easter morning was just around the corner…” Wanda closed the book softly, brushing a stray hair out of your face. “Just like you, my sleepy bunny.”

You let out a content sigh, blinking slowly as she carried you to bed. “He’s gonna come, right?” you mumbled sleepily around your paci.

“He is,” Wanda whispered, laying you down and pulling the blanket over you. She made sure your stuffie was tucked in too, nestling it close to your chest. “But only if this little bunny stays in bed all night.”

“Mmmkay…” you yawned, nuzzling your stuffie as Wanda kissed your forehead.

“Goodnight, sweetheart. Sweet dreams. I love you.”

You blinked once, then twice, before finally whispering back, “Love you, Mama…”

And just like that, your eyes fluttered closed.

Wanda stood in the doorway for a moment, smiling softly at the peaceful look on your face, already dreaming of jelly beans and egg hunts and a basket full of surprises.

Tomorrow would be special.

But tonight—tonight was quiet and perfect.

 🐇.•*¨`*•.¸ 🐇.•*¨`*•. 🐇¸.•*¨`*•. 🐇

You woke up with a tiny gasp, eyes snapping open as sunlight poured in through the curtains. It took a full two seconds for the excitement to hit you—and when it did, you practically launched out of bed, your bunny pajamas flapping around you as you scrambled down the hall on fast, socked feet.

“Mamaaaa!!” you squealed as you rounded the corner into the living room, eyes going huge when they landed on the couch.

Your Easter basket was sitting right in the middle of a pastel blanket, surrounded by tiny egg-shaped confetti and a few plush bunnies perched beside it like they were guarding the treasure. The basket itself was practically overflowing—with sparkly wrapped chocolates, jelly beans in little carrot-shaped bags, a bright pink egg filled with mystery goodies, bunny-shaped crayons, and a couple of coloring books with Easter and springtime themes. There was even a small wind-up chick toy that looked like it was ready to hop off the edge at any moment.

You dropped to your knees in front of it with a happy gasp. “Mamaaaa look what the Bunny brought me!!”

Wanda was already there—sitting on the armchair with a steaming mug in hand, dressed in a cozy robe, hair tucked loosely behind one ear, smiling like you were the gift she’d unwrapped.

“I see that, baby,” she chuckled, sipping her coffee and watching you with soft eyes. “Looks like the Easter Bunny really loves a certain little girl.”

You beamed up at her, cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling. “He brought me so much stuff!”

You began pulling things out of the basket one by one, holding them up for Wanda to see. “Look! A bunny that hops—Mama, look!” You placed the wind-up chick on the coffee table and turned the key until it started hopping awkwardly in a circle, making you giggle.

Wanda leaned forward slightly, resting her mug on her knee. “Oh, that’s a good one. Maybe we can race it later against one of your other toys.”

Next came the chocolate bunny—“He’s too cute to eat! But I will eat him!”—then the coloring books. You gasped dramatically as you flipped through them. “Look! Look! This one’s got baby lambs in it! Mamaaa it has a sparkle page!”

“I see, sweetheart,” Wanda smiled, her heart practically bursting at your joy. “You’re going to color the prettiest lambs ever, huh?”

“Mmhmm!!” you nodded hard, already pulling out your bunny crayons. “And the pink bunny is me, and the green bunny is you, and—oooh look, a sticker sheet!!”

You were a whirlwind of squeals and happy kicks, settling on your belly on the living room rug, crayons in hand and candy forgotten for the moment as you planned out which page to color first.

Wanda reached down and gently ran her hand through your hair as you laid there, already humming softly to yourself while coloring. “Happy Easter, my little bunny,” she murmured.

You looked up at her with a soft grin, cheeks smudged faintly with pink crayon already. “Happy Easter, Mama.”

She leaned down to kiss the top of your head.

Yeah. This was exactly what she’d dreamed of.

Once your coloring masterpiece was complete (the green bunny you’d insisted was Mama had sparkly purple ears and a lopsided flower crown), you perked up with renewed energy, bouncing up to your knees.

“Mama,” you said seriously, “I think the Bunny mighta left eggs.”

Wanda smiled over her shoulder from the kitchen, where she was starting on Easter dinner prep—cutting vegetables with expert ease, already wearing her pastel pink apron. “Oh yeah?” she teased, peeking out at you. “Hmm… I did hear some little bunny feet hopping around the house last night.”

You gasped, hands flying to your cheeks. “So he did come?!”

Wanda walked over, wiping her hands on her apron and crouching to your level. “I think if you look real close, you might find some eggs hidden around. Lots of eggs.”

Your eyes got huge. “Where?! Where do I start?!”

“Well,” she said thoughtfully, tapping your nose, “I think the Easter Bunny hid some inside and some outside, so it might take a while. You’ve got a big basket to fill, baby.”

You were already zooming to get your basket.

The big house meant there were so many hiding spots. Wanda had gone all out—eggs tucked behind couch cushions, nestled in potted plants, under the table, inside your play kitchen’s oven. Some had stickers inside, others had jelly beans, one even had a shiny gold coin that made you gasp like you’d found treasure.

You were running from room to room in your bunny pajamas, tail bouncing, shouting out each new discovery like it was the best thing in the world.

“Mamaaaa! There was one in my sock drawer!!”

“Really?” Wanda called back from the kitchen, stirring something in a pot. “That sneaky bunny! What a rascal.”

Then you spotted one wedged behind the curtain near the window and squealed, “He tried to trick me!!”

Every so often, Wanda peeked around the corner to check on you, watching you tiptoe like a detective with your basket already half-full, hair messy from all the crawling around. It warmed her heart so much she had to put her hand over her chest and take a breath.

After the inside hunt, you pushed open the back door with a determined little grunt and gasped.

More eggs. Everywhere.

Tucked in flower pots, under patio chairs, beside the little birdbath Wanda helped you paint last summer. You scrambled down the steps into the backyard, grass cool under your bare feet, the morning sun making the plastic eggs shine like little gems.

Wanda watched from the kitchen window, a fond smile on her lips as she basted the roast in the oven and started laying out the place settings for later. She didn’t mind doing everything herself today—this morning was for you, and your joy was worth all the work in the world.

When you came back inside, cheeks flushed and arms full, you dumped the eggs into a pile on the floor with a dramatic plop.

“I gots so many, Mama,” you breathed. “I’m gonna open all of them!”

Wanda came over, ruffling your hair. “You can open a few right now, lovebug. The rest can wait ‘til after lunch—especially the ones I heard might be filled with chocolate.”

You looked up at her with the most serious expression and said, “I’m gonna share the bestest ones with you, Mama.”

Her heart nearly burst right then.

“Oh, baby,” she whispered, kneeling to wrap you in a hug. “That’s the sweetest thing I’ve heard all day.”

You giggled and clung to her neck, whispering into her shoulder, “You’re my bestest egg.”

Wanda laughed, warm and bright, kissing the side of your face. “And you’re my perfect little bunny.”

After your egg hunt and a snack break of baby carrots and bunny-shaped crackers (with a few jellybeans snuck in when Mama wasn’t looking), Wanda scooped you up from the floor with a playful, “Okay, baby bunny, time to get you dressed for our Easter guests.”

You giggled and squirmed, but let her carry you upstairs, your head resting on her shoulder as she rubbed your back. She’d already laid out your special Easter outfit—one she picked just for you.

It was a soft, twirly dress in a blue and yellow plaid pattern, with white lace trim around the collar and hem. There were little embroidered chicks along the pockets and two dainty buttons shaped like flowers. Wanda helped you out of your bunny pajamas, humming to herself as she gently buttoned you into the dress and tied the yellow sash in a perfect bow at the back.

“There,” she said proudly, brushing your hair and clipping a pale yellow bow just above your ear. “You look like the sweetest spring chickadee I’ve ever seen.”

You twirled, giggling. “You look like a flower too, Mama.”

Wanda beamed at the compliment. “Well, I had to match my pretty little bunny.”

She helped you slip into your white knee socks and soft Mary Janes before pressing a kiss to your cheek. Then, hand in hand, you both made your way downstairs just as the knock on the door came…

You were curled up on the couch with Wanda, nestled under her arm, slowly opening your last few plastic eggs as the smell of dinner filled the whole house. Wanda had cleaned up the living room just enough to keep it cozy—pillows fluffed, toys tucked nearby but not out of sight, because everyone coming over knew it was a little-friendly house.

The knock at the door had you springing up like a spark, but Wanda caught your hand gently before you could barrel toward it.

“Wait for Mama, sweetheart,” she said with a soft laugh, wiping her hands on a dish towel and moving to the door.

You bounced excitedly beside her, clutching your basket just in case the others brought you more Easter goodies.

When Wanda opened the door, you lit up.

“Auntie Maria!” you squealed, and then giggled when another familiar face peeked shyly from behind Maria’s arm.

“Tasha!”

Natasha Romanoff blushed just a little, her freckled cheeks turning pink as she smiled at you. She looked adorable—Maria had dressed her in soft lavender shortalls with little embroidered daisies along the pocket edges, paired with a crisp white undershirt and frilly socks in lace-trimmed sneakers. Her hair was pulled into two low pigtails with matching daisy clips. She was holding Maria’s hand tightly, her other hand gripping a small plush bunny that looked suspiciously new.

Maria looked like a proud mama hen, tall and confident in her spring blazer, her free hand carrying a tray of deviled eggs.

“Happy Easter,” she said, eyes soft as they landed on you and Wanda.

“Tasha helped me pick her outfit,” she added with a small smile, ruffling Natasha’s hair, making the little redhead beam shyly.

You tugged at Wanda’s hand. “Can I show Tasha my eggs? I found so many!”

“Of course, bunny,” Wanda smiled, stepping aside. “Come in, both of you. Dinner’s almost ready.”

Maria gave Wanda a knowing look as Natasha slipped off her sneakers and bounced lightly after you, little giggles escaping as you tugged her toward your colorful egg pile.

Just as Wanda closed the door again, another knock came. This time it was a little louder, a little more chaotic.

Yelena stood there with a big grin, holding a pie in one hand and carefully adjusting the ruffled hem of a wiggly little brunette’s dress with the other.

“Hoppy Easter!” Yelena grinned.

Kate Bishop was practically glowing. She wore a swishy purple dress with puffed sleeves and a ribbon around her waist, soft curls bouncing as she leaned heavily into Yelena’s side, thumb half in her mouth, the other hand gripping her plush bunny like a lifeline.

Yelena gave Wanda a wink. “This one’s been babbling about jelly beans all morning.”

“I saw some in the kitchen!” Kate whispered around her thumb, wide-eyed.

“You did not,” Yelena smirked. “You just smelled them, little nose like a hound dog.”

Kate giggled and looked up at Wanda. “Can I help set the table like a big girl, Mama Wanda?”

Wanda reached out and brushed a curl from Kate’s face, smiling warmly. “Of course you can, sweetheart. That would help me a lot.”

As everyone filed in, the house became filled with the soft background of happy giggles, low caregiver chatter, and the clinking of dishes being set.

You sat beside Natasha on the rug again, both of you comparing which egg had the best prize, while Kate proudly marched back and forth with napkins until Yelena scooped her up and kissed her cheek noisily, declaring her the “best table elf ever.”

Maria helped Wanda in the kitchen, the two chatting with soft laughter and the rhythm of practiced care.

At one point, Natasha curled against you and whispered, “Your Mama’s so nice…”

You nodded happily, offering her a shiny pink jellybean. “She makes the best hunts.”

“Can we sit together at dinner?” Natasha asked, her voice quiet, eyes hopeful.

“Yeah!” you beamed. “We can sit next to each other and have all the good stuff. Even the carrots shaped like bunnies!”

Wanda leaned in from the doorway, voice playful but full of warmth. “Only if you two promise to eat some veggies, not just jellybeans.”

Both you and Natasha groaned dramatically in unison.

Wanda just smiled and turned back to the kitchen, calling softly, “Dinner in ten minutes, my bunnies!”

And the whole house glowed with love.