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[vocaltv]

मुख्यमंत्री भूपेश बघेल ने बिसाहू दास महंत की पुण्यतिथि पर किया नमन

मुख्यमंत्री भूपेश बघेल ने संयुक्त मध्यप्रदेश के पूर्व मंत्री स्वर्गीय बिसाहू दास महंत की 23 जुलाई को पुण्यतिथि पर उन्हें नमन किया है। मुख्यमंत्री ने कहा है कि महंत जी का पूरा जीवन जनसेवा से जुड़ा रहा। महंत जी ने अविभाजित मध्यप्रदेश में विधायक तथा मंत्री के रूप में प्रदेश के विकास के लिए अपनी अमूल्य सेवाएं दी है। उन्होंने खेती-किसानी, सिंचाई तथा सड़कों के माध्यम से लोगों की बेहतरी के काम को बखूबी…

[gb-patch]

The Our Life: Now & Forever Step 2 introduction scenes are live 🎉🎉🎉

Steam Page (PC-only)

Itch.io Page (PC, Mac, and Android)

It includes 27,000 new words, two new CGs, and various fixes/tweaks throughout the demo. We’re actually working on Step 2 at this point, Step 1 is basically done, so this is as it should be instead of the bonus preview that we had in the demo as an example of the teenage time period. However, right now that original Step 2 preview is not accessible in this build. The preview had skipped ahead in the story and included some explanatory lines that need to be removed now that the proper opening is available. We are working on editing/reprogramming the original preview to properly flow with the rest of the story. It should be added back next month!

You can access Step 2 from the Moment Selection Screen by clicking the “Fall Ended” button.

And with that said, I hope you’ll enjoy what we’ve released today. Thank you so much for waiting 💕

[thebharatexpress]

Chhattisgarh News: निलंबित PCS सौम्या चौरसिया की जमानत मामले में सुनवाई पूरी, हाईकोर्ट ने फैसला...

Chhattisgarh News : छत्तीसगढ़ राज्य प्रशासनिक सेवा की अधिकारी और मुख्यमंत्री की पूर्व उप सचिव सौम्या की जमानत मामले में हाईकोर्ट में सुनवाई पूरी हो गई है। दोनों पक्षों को सुनने के बाद कोर्ट ने फैसला सुरक्षित रख लिया है। प्रवर्तन निदेशालय ने मनी लॉन्ड्रिंग मामले में सौम्या चौरसिया को गिरफ्तार किया था। इसके बाद से वह जेल में बंद हैं। रायपुर कोर्ट से जमानत अर्जी खारिज होने के बाद सौम्या ने हाईकोर्ट…

[veggieowlet]

// imagine a day at the library with your cg (mama ver.) // ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

"remember to use your inside voice, love."

"lets hold mama's hand when we go up the steps baby, don't want you tripping now, would we?"

holding hands while your cg asks for additional information at the front desk.

"you're too tiny to be walking around on your own honey, but we can look for any book you like together."

your cg helps to pick out your book(s) based on your favorite interests.

"do you like that book sweetheart? well, let's go find a spot to sit and read it together."

cuddling in your cg's arms while their voice, alongside a good story, soothes you into your headspace.

coloring or drawing at the kids station and playing with the second hand toys.

your cg helping you carry your new stack of books to the counter and checking them out for you.

"alright baby, remember, your new books are due by x."

"you've been so good today, how about a little treat before we head home."

banner refers to 18+ content! older regressors are always welcome to interact with me here

[butchreg]

cg ! ambessa medarda with little ! reader during the holidays !!

requested by anon ! really frustrated as i wrote this all out and then accidentally deleted it so ghrhggrggrr... i'm probably forgetting something because of losing all of what i had but :C.. i did my best. i really hope ambessa is not too ooc , honestly i don't have a ton of cg ambessa thoughts but anon was very sweet and i never posted anything for the holidays so here ya go ! ^_^ ambessa is so cool i would love for her to be my cg. as for the holiday i did christmas as that's what i celebrate and am most familiar with .. i hope that's okay. （．＿．） arcane masterlist here , upcoming list here

cg ! ambessa who carefully wraps each of your presents by hand in proper thick wrapping paper patterned in plaid of the colors of the medarda house. her wrapping is perfect , so perfect that if you didn't know any better you'd think it was done by magic or by some kind of machine.

cg ! ambessa who scrawls "for the kit" in her elegant script on each little gift tag , adding crude drawings of a fox kit on some , a bear cub on others , her attempt to depict you.

cg ! ambessa who knows how badly you want to wake up early on christmas morning and wakes up at an ungodly hour before you do so that she has time to brew her morning coffee and be settled when you come in. you burst into her quarters , expecting her to be fast asleep , for her to lazily wave you away perhaps , only for you to find her smirking at you , sipping her coffee waiting for you.

cg ! ambessa who stops you from running down the halls to the common room full of gifts with a firm hand on your shoulder. "ah ah. now kit , the gifts will be there. we're in no rush." you grumble in protest and she laughs a deep throaty laugh. "come , kit. you must learn patience."

cg ! ambessa who slowly and carefully unwraps each gift , hushing you when you grow impatient , chuckling at your eagerness. she's certain not to rip any paper , a sharp contrast to you who tears open each package at lightning speed.

cg ! ambessa who makes you clean up your discarded wrapping paper as you go , scolding you when you fuss. she remains a firm caregiver with strict rules but praises you when you cooperate.

cg ! ambessa who makes sure you say your thank yous. she tuts disapprovingly when you reach for another present without remembering your manners. "now , cub. what do we say ?" she reminds you gently but firmly , raising her eyebrow at you.

cg ! ambessa who spoils you absolutely rotten , beaming as she sits back to watch you unwrap each gift. she has you make a list of everyone who got you something along with what it was for thank you cards but those you'll save for another day in the near future. today you want to play with all your wonderful new toys !! cg ! ambessa who happily obliges at your request , playing with you for the rest of the day.

cg ! ambessa who surprises you with one last gift after you've tuckered yourself out — two sets of christmas pajamas , one for you and one for her. you squeal with delight at this , quickly changing into them , turning your back so she can do the same. she tucks you in , kissing your forehead. "good night , my little cub. merry christmas."

[lottiesboy]

a day out in westview!!

pairing: cg!agatha harkness x little!reader

summary: you spend the day with your mama and aunt wanda.

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, mama!agatha, aunt!wanda, pacis, shopping, eating, reader being a bit of a fussy baby, agatha and wanda spoiling you :3

“babyyyy, wakey wakey.” agatha rubbed your tummy. you woke up slowly, feeling your paci the fell out of your mouth in the night beside you. you put it in your mouth sleepily, making agatha coo.

“awww,,, c’mere, sleepy baby. are you excited to go out with wanda today?” she picked you up from your crib, patting your back as your head rested on her shoulder. you whined sleepily in response.

there was a knock at the door, which made agatha yell, “coming!” you woke up a little bit at that. agatha walked to open the door, hearing wanda greet her from the other side. “am i too early?”

“oh no, not at all! it’ll only take me a little while to get the baby dressed.” agatha let wanda in, going back to your nursery to get you dressed and freshened up. while doing so, you woke up a little more.

“aww, you’re so cute, bunny. feeling more awake now?” agatha pinched your cheek. “mm hm, mama.”

agatha grabbed your diaper bag, slinging it on her shoulder. “let’s go see wanda, huh?” she clipped you paci to your shirt, holding your hand. you walked out to the living room, seeing wanda on the couch.

“hi, sweetheart! c’mere!” wanda gasped. you came over and she gave you a big hug. every time you saw your aunt wanda, she was always so sweet.

soon, the three of you got into agatha’s car and took off, you sitting in the backseat. agatha thought it would be a good idea to go out for lunch before the mall, since all of you were hungry.

-

you woke up to agatha unbuckling your seatbelt. “had a little nap, baby? are you hungry?” she helped you out of the seat. agatha held your hand as all of you walked into the little cafe. you were seated quickly and given menus, but agatha proudly asked for a little coloring page for you. the waitress had no problem with it, and gave you the activity sheet with crayons.

after ordering, wanda and your mama were talking about grownup stuff while you were coloring, laying your head against agatha’s shoulder. “mama, color.” you looked up at her, butting into wanda and agatha’s conversation. you didn’t mean to, but you just wanted attention.

“mama’ll color with you, baby.” she wrapped her arm around you and grabbed a purple crayon, doodling on the page with you. “you’re coloring so well, sweetheart.” wanda complimented with a smile. “thank you.” you said shyly. wanda watched you and agatha play tic tac toe, which she totally didn’t let you win.

when the food got to you, agatha cut yours in small pieces. “wan some, mama.” you pointed to agatha’s plate of pasta. “what do you say?”

“pease, mama.”

agatha smiled, twirling some pasta onto her fork for you. she fed you, wiping the sauce of your chin. “yummy?” she asked and you nodded.

the three of you finished up eating, agatha buying you a milkshake for dessert. wanda and agatha split the bill, and the three of you walked out, ready to go shopping. agatha grabbed the milkshake out of your hand to hold it while crossing the street. you pouted when she took a sip.

“mama, that my milkshake!”

“mama bought it for you, bunny. it’s what i call the “mama tax.” she unlocked the car, taking another sip and giving it back to you. you couldn’t help but smile at how silly your mama was.

-

when the three of you got to the mall, you wanted to go to the toy store immediately, but agatha wanted to get you some new clothes first. what felt like several minutes of agatha saying, “mama’s almost done” or her helping you try on clothes, you started to get restless and a little whiny.

agatha didn’t want to risk you having a tantrum in this store, so she finished up and paid for everything, telling wanda how absolutely adorable you’re gonna look in your new sweaters.

“oh crap! i forgot i needed to take the blouse back. it’s in the trunk.” agatha was about to start walking back to her car, then she heard your complaints about the toy store. “we’ll see toys in a minute, baby.”

you were very upset because you didn’t wanna wait in another boring clothing store for a million hours!!! but wanda had an idea.

“what if i take the little one while you take care of that blouse?” wanda’s hand began you rub your back. “oh, wanda, you’re a lifesaver.” agatha tapped her shoulder and wanda smiled. “you be good for your auntie, okay bunny? mama’s gonna be right back.” she kissed your cheek, letting you and wanda finally see some toys!!!

there was so many toys and stuffies, you got a little overstimulated because there was so much to choose from. “you like those stuffies, sweet pea? oh, that looks so cuddly.” wanda smiled, seeing you hug the stuffie. you didn’t think you were gonna come out with anything, but wanda had something different in mind.

-

agatha walked over to where the toy store was in the mall where she saw you and wanda sitting in lounge chair across from the store.

“mama, wanda boug me toy!”

“she did?” agatha gasped. “oh wanda, you didn’t have to. this little one is spoiled enough.” agatha ruffled your hair. “i couldn’t say no to that sweet face!! i don’t know how you do it, agatha.”

you showed agatha that wanda bought you a stuffie and some stickers. “did you tell wanda thank you, sweetie?”

you nodded, just happy to have a cute stuffie in your hands.

it got later and later at the mall and the three of you left, agatha putting you on her hip halfway to the car because you were so tired. agatha fawned at the way you held your new stuffie to your chest, asking for your paci. she reached into your diaper bag to get it and pushed it in your mouth.

she set you in the backseat of her car, strapping your seatbelt. “someone’s definitely getting a nap when we get home, yeah.” she said to herself. you reached for agatha with a sleepy whine, making her chuckle a little and shush you. “mama’s gotta drive, baby. you’ll get cuddles at home, i promise.”

she shut the door and got in the drivers seat, watching you doze off in the rearview mirror.

[good-chimes]

[HOTGUY!] HAS ONE NEW MAIL

Users with permissions to this shared mailbox:

Bdubs (role: Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes, Actor). Last login: Today.

Cub (role: Hotguy PR Agent). Last login: Today.

Scar (role: IT’S ME, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE ONE AND ONLY!). Last login: 215 days ago.

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: are you there?

is this hotguy’s email? i thought you were coming on patrol?

Why do you NEVER ANSWER YOUR PHONE

-cg

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To: Cub, Hotguy PR Agent

From: Bdubs

Subject: The VALUES AND PRINCIPLES of Scar Goodtimes Acting Enterprises

Dear Cub (if that’s your real name),

Now that you’ve been working for Scar for several weeks, I realized I never sent you any AGENCY INTRODUCTION documents. That’s okay! None of us are perfect, despite what you might feel when you look at me.

For your ENJOYMENT and EDUCATION, here are:

The Founding Principles of Scar Goodtimes Acting Enterprises

1.   Bdubs is Scar’s favorite employee.

1a.   Bdubs is also Hotguy’s favorite employee DESPITE the fact he does not technically work for Hotguy, and no upstart new PR agent is going to change that.

2.   Hotguy’s identity is a secret. You must never reveal that we both work for the same person. Take it to your grave if you have to.  

3.   However, if you see someone talking shit online about Hotguy or Scar you should immediately defend his honor. I often do this and you can see the results in the shared folder admin\arguments_bdubs_has_won. You might not be as good as me at winning debates on the internet—don’t worry!! I can give you tips.

4.   Here at the agency, we have the HIGHEST STANDARDS in responding to emails from the public. I noticed there are SEVERAL HUNDRED UNANSWERED EMAILS sent to Hotguy’s addresses that redirect to our shared mailbox. Scar is a very busy man! It is YOUR JOB to clear these out.

5.   We are open and helpful with everyone. Except hostile journalists. And the TCG. And the tax authorities. And anyone who might want Scar to do anything unreasonable like ‘be on time for something’. Keep this in mind as you go through the inbox.

All The Best!!!

Bdubs

P.S. I have noticed that admin\important_documents is now full of files called ‘virus1.exe’ ‘virus2 (gov encryption).exe’ ‘virus3 (might be sentient).exe’ etc. Explain this!?

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To: Bdubs, Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes

From: Cub

Subject: RE: The VALUES AND PRINCIPLES of Scar Goodtimes Acting Enterprises

Yeah man cool this all sounds great

Scar seems to have a few email addresses that feed into here. i’ve sent replies according to which one the public emailed:

hotguy@hotguy.com — i replied to some of these but then i kinda got bored and started sending links to cool space facts instead. People will appreciate these i’m sure.

EMAIL_HOTGUY!!@hotguy.com — sent everyone a bulk reply of “Thank you for EMAILING_HOTGUY!! Hotguy loves you!”

FAN_LETTERS_THIS_WAY@hotguy.com — sent everyone a photo of Scar in his Hotguy costume

I_NEED_HOTGUY_NOW!@hotguy.com — sent everyone a photo of Scar in his Hotguy costume minus the shirt

super.cool.arrow.giveaway.for.fans@hotguy.com — sent everyone who gave their address some trick arrows. Only some of them will explode.

law.enforcement.collaboration@hotguy.com — redirected this one to spam

boring.tax.stuff@scargoodtimes.com — also redirected this one to spam. replying to the IRS just encourages them.

inbox zero, my friend. we’re ready for the next concerned citizen to write to us. Let’s go.

Cheers,

Cub

P.S. don’t worry about the viruses. Just a hobby. they’re in \important_documents because I needed a folder that scar never clicks on.

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To: Cub, Hotguy PR Agent

From: Bdubs

Subject: Re: The VALUES AND PRINCIPLES of Scar Goodtimes Acting Enterprises

Dear Cub,

Interesting. INTERESTING.

Don’t think you’re going to work your way into Scar’s affections with CLEVER VIRUSES and SHIRTLESS PICS OF HIMSELF. I see your game.

I’ve been Scar’s agent for years and I think when things heat up you might find this job too hot to handle.

All the Best!!!!

Bdubs

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: TCG Special Officer <vigilante.oversight@tcg.gov>

Subject: OFFICIAL REVIEW NOTIFICATION

Dear Hotguy (civilian identity unknown),

We are currently undertaking a review of your recent vigilante activities as ‘Hotguy’.

Vigilantes (‘heroes’) are encouraged to protect citizens and cooperate with the TCG. For this we require vigilantes to regularly communicate with their TCG liaisons, attend emergencies on request, and support law enforcement operations.

None of our emails to <law.enforcement.collaboration@hotguy.com> have been answered—I was going to say ‘in some time’, but I checked our file on you, and it turns out the right word is ‘ever’. You have never answered an email from the TCG. I am sure you can see why this is an issue.

We do admittedly have some difficulty getting vigilantes to ever listen to us, but this is a new low in obstructionism.

We have requested your assistance in investigating thefts from two biotech laboratories, vandalism at a local redstone supplies shop, and multiple call-outs to security incidents at Mumbocorp. You have completely ignored all of these requests. We note you have instead caused widespread chaos, disrupted several TCG operations, and at one point impersonated the Mayor in order to trick ‘Doctor M’ into purchasing a non-existent bridge. 

May I remind you that vigilante activity is only legal insofar as we decline to prosecute heroes for property damage. Kindly reach out to our liaison department immediately so we can work together on collaborative action under the direction of the correct authorities.

On behalf of Head Agent V. Berger,

Special Officer #49

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: are you there?

who is answering hotguy’s emails and why have you sent me a list of top supernovas! this is NOT HELPFUL

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To: TCG Special Officer <vigilante.oversight@tcg.gov>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: OFFICIAL REVIEW NOTIFICATION

Dear Concerned Citizen,

Thank you for reaching out about the availability of Hotguy. Hotguy is unable to respond himself because he is rescuing kittens from tragically falling into rivers, an activity that has fully occupied him for the past eighteen months.

This is quite the list of criminal events, my friend. I thought the TCG had this kind of thing under control. It’s concerning that you don’t. Doesn’t make your TCG department look super great, huh?

Thinking about it, this really seems like something the Police Commissioner should know about. If you’ve lost the Commissioner’s email address, don’t worry. I found it on a forum.

Cheers,

Cub

Hotguy PR Agent

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: TCG Special Officer <vigilante.oversight@tcg.gov>

Subject: Re: OFFICIAL REVIEW NOTIFICATION

Dear Hotguy’s PR Agent,

I understand as a law-abiding Hermitopia resident, you may be alarmed at descriptions of disorder intended for Hotguy’s eyes only. Please do not be concerned.  We also strongly recommend you do not forward this chain to the Police Commissioner. As you will see from the news, the city is peaceful and everything is completely under control.

Kind Regards,

Special Officer #49

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

THERE ARE THREE HUNDRED CHICKENS WITH LASERS ON FIFTH STREET

tell hotguy to call me he’s not picking up!!!

-cg

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To: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

Dear Concerned Citizen,

Regrettably Hotguy is not available as he is escorting orphans to the North Pole to tour Santa’s workshop.

Cheers,

Cub

Hotguy PR Agent

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

it’s JULY

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To: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

Hotguy believes in being prepared

is this really cuteguy? what’s going on?

-Cub

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

i was coming back from patrol and going to pick up my pizza. i always get pizza, cub, you have to understand this is an important part of patrol.

when i turn the corner to my normal pizza place there are

AT LEAST FIVE HUNDRED CHICKENS WITH BEAK-MOUNTED LASERS

ALL OVER THE STREET

BETWEEN ME AND MY PIZZA

they’re milling around and scratching like someone just dumped them here. whenever they squawk they burn a tiny hole in the nearest wall. i tried to get near one to look at the device on their beaks and i nearly got my finger burned off.

now i’m on a roof. i want my PIZZA, cub. i’m a close-range fighter and i’m not getting up close with a laser chicken. this seems like a hotguy problem!

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Helloooo,

My name is Pearl Moon, and I’m a reporter with the Hermit Herald. I heard Hotguy has a new PR agent at this address. I’m not going to lie, I’m delighted. Hotguy’s a great guy for a quote, obviously, but getting hold of him is kind of a nightmare.

I’m at the scene of the Eighth Annual Fried Donut Festival. I’m contacting you because a citizen running a stall has allegedly just seen a, I quote, “weaponized chicken”.

According to them, it shot an “adorable laser” into their supplies, punctured a hole in their fruit toppings cooler, and ran under the stalls. I’ve been on this beat for a while and this sounds like a Doctor Monster or a Zedaph special to me. Personally, my money’s on Doc.

I know your client and Doctor Monster go back a long way, so I was wondering if we might see Hotguy himself swooping in?

Yours in pursuit of the truth,

Pearl Moon

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To: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Dear Concerned Journalist,

Thank you for your email. As you know, Hotguy is currently in Canada fighting smallpox by shooting individual bacteria with a special crossbow, for which he has received a commendation from their Prime Minister.

I’ve just contacted him to get a quote about the chicken and he definitely said, “Seems bad.”

Enjoy the festival! Feel free to send Hotguy a souvenir donut box to my address.

Cheers,

Cub

Hotguy PR Agent

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

there’s some kind of festival with crowds of civilians going on in the next street. the chickens are wandering towards it. to make everything worse, i think i saw a newsreader van.

this is funny but also very bad.

i’m going to see if i can lead the chickens away from the festival with some bait, since hotguy’s obviously too busy admiring his own biceps in the mirror to help. i’ve got half a granola bar and an apple core. this is going to work really well for eight hundred chickens. here goes nothing.

if hotguy wakes up from his afternoon nap, you can tell him we didn’t even need him.

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Dear Cub,

I’m pretty sure Canada doesn’t have smallpox anymore. I don’t think anywhere has smallpox.

New update: Several hundred chickens have just erupted into the festival from a side street. They all appear to have lasers. The sheer weight of poultry has overturned two artisan donut stalls, which has caused what I’m going to describe as “mass panic” as people try and avoid the laser beams. People screaming, people running, everything coated in a fine layer of powdered sugar. No injuries yet, but it looks like the Prize-Winning Triple Marshmallow Churro Donut display will never be the same again.

Also, I swear I just saw Cuteguy.

Yours in pursuit of the truth,

Pearl Moon

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

i got ONE chicken with the granola bar and NOW IT’S DECIDED IT’S MY BEST FRIEND. it keeps trying to fly into my arms! this is not helping!!

its friends are now all over the stalls. the laser chicken breed has discovered a new staple food and it’s fried donuts. this is NOT my fault. clearly none of this is my fault.

oh god now there’s two TCG agents coming over to see what all the shouting is about. the chicken radius is growing. there’s a folk band on a bicycle and a chicken just launched itself into their tuba.

i’m going to try and round the rest of them up. keep the TCG off my back and tell hotguy to do ANYTHING HELPFUL AT ALL.

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Situation update: Cuteguy is in the middle of a huge crowd of shouting people and appears to be clutching a chicken. Also, Doctor Monster has turned up. He’s trying to give a dramatic speech about his “evolved chickens” from a nearby rooftop through a loudhailer, but I’ll be honest, everyone seems more interested in Cuteguy.

#laserchickendisaster and #whereishotguy are trending on Chatter, but no sign of Hotguy yet! Sure he doesn’t want to give us a longer quote?

Yours in pursuit of the truth,

Pearl Moon

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To: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

I have a cool contraption that you could probably use for catching chickens. downside is you do need some plutonium. Not much but, like, not a legal amount.

Alternately i also have a great recipe for roast chicken

-Cub

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

we are not roasting these chickens, cub, the chickens have done nothing wrong!! And WHY DO YOU HAVE PLUTONIUM, WE TOLD YOU TO STOP THE DARK SCIENCE. DO SOMETHING USEFUL ABOUT THIS FESTIVAL SITUATION INSTEAD.

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Situation update: Doctor Monster has now turned his loudhailer on Cuteguy and accused him of stealing his evolved chickens. He seems very upset. The Doctor has declined an interview, but I’ve got some incredible photos and the powdered sugar really suits him.

I’m trying to get a quote from Cuteguy but it’s quite difficult to even see him through the crowd, and the chickens, and the German street band, and the displaced donut vendors, and the TCG agents who are trying quite earnestly to get to him, and—did I mention—the chickens.

My camera team is getting some great footage, but do you know what his plan was here?

Yours in pursuit of the truth,

Pearl Moon

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

everyone in the crowd thinks i own these chickens!! one of the chickens has set fire to a hot oil vat and a journalist is after me and an old lady keeps trying to hit me with her handbag!!!

DOC IS NOW TAKING POT SHOTS AT ME FOR NO REASON AT ALL. I HATE THIS JOB.

i’m behind cover

it won’t last

if you don’t get hotguy here now i’m never speaking to him again

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To: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

From: Cub

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

nooo you’re doing great man, knocking it out the park. Doesn’t sound like you need Hotguy.

you’re a hero too, right?

-Cub

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

okay cub listen.

i don’t WANT hotguy. if i could fix this chicken situation without the city’s most annoying vigilante turning up to take the credit, believe me, i would have done it already.

but you know what hotguy can do? he can win the crowd. hotguy’s always on the right side. nobody would ever accuse hotguy of owning fifteen hundred laser chickens. he tells people about hope and teamwork stuff and they believe him.

oh god

the TCG are here and i’m apparently target number one.

they’ve just spotted me on this gazebo and i’ve got no good roof to jump to. i’ll have to make a run for it. if you don’t hear from me again, i might have got arrested.

hotguy spouts all that rubbish about teamwork, but hey, it’s pretty obvious he doesn’t believe in it himself!

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To: Bdubs, Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes

From: Cub

Subject: what I’m about to suggest is legal

we should help him huh

do you know where scar is? like which cell phone towers might be close. I’ve got a map of the towers if you can give me a location.

-Cub

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To: Cub, Hotguy PR Agent

From: Bdubs

Subject: this sounds NOT legal

BDUBS TO THE RESCUE, AS ALWAYS. You’re welcome.

Scar is actually recording a snack commercial over on Twelfth Street. Details in projects\casting_directors_bdubs_is_not_feuding_with\dumb_projects_we_have_to_book_for_money\Sparkle!Cereal!

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To: Bdubs, Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes

From: Cub

Subject: this is 100% legal white hat hacking definitely

okay I’ve remotely accessed Scar’s phone and put a klaxon on it. Should be audible two hundred yards away.

I’m gonna call him now.

-Cub

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Situation update from your reporter on the ground (still no quote from the guy himself?)

Cuteguy has been showing great stamina in the chase that’s been going on. The camera crew is impressed!

He is currently being pursued by:

1.   Doc

2.   Doc’s cyborg guard robot

3.   Two TCG agents

4.   Three hundred and sixty chickens (approx.), one of which believes Cuteguy is its best friend

5.   Several animal activists attempting to recapture the chickens

6.   A bar crawl that seems to think they’re doing a parade and wanted to join in

7.   A German band on a long bicycle with two clarinets and a man trying to shake a chicken out of his tuba

Cuteguy is…looking back over his shoulder?

Oh, wait! Situation update paused!

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Cuteguy <cuteguy@freemail.com>

Subject: Re: IS THIS HOTGUY’S EMAIL ANSWER RIGHT NOW

HE’S HERE

HE’S ACTUALLY HERE

FINALLY

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To: Hotguy <hotguy@hotguy.com>

From: Pearl Moon <Pearl@hermitherald.com>

Subject: Re: Hotguy appearance? (press enquiry)

Hotguy has arrived!

He’s swooped in with three trick arrow shots that set off fireworks above the crowd, rappelled straight up to Doc on the roof, and started a fist fight with him. It’s very dramatic. I’m not sure he’s actually landing any of those blows.

Helpfully for Cuteguy, no one is looking at him anymore. He’s surreptitiously putting distance between himself and the TCG agents.

Doc is now making another speech while fighting Hotguy. If I’m honest, he seems pretty happy he’s finally getting the credit for his own evil plot. We’ve got a close-up on him. Doc would like us all to know that this is the future of poultry, the future of lasers, and possibly the future of donuts? Last part a bit unclear as at that point Hotguy threw his loudhailer off the roof.

Meanwhile, Cuteguy is trying to lure the chickens away from the civilians with pieces of donut. This would be working better if the crowd weren’t all shoving forwards to try to get a better look at Doc.

Doc has taken off on a jetpack declaring he’ll “be back!”. Hotguy has given him a thumbs up.

Oh, now Hotguy has finally caught on to what Cuteguy is trying to do and is chivvying the crowd to help herd the chickens away with donuts for bait. Donuts are flying. The crowd is now enthusiastically participating in this donut-tossing activity. The chickens are delighted. Hotguy has spotted our camera team chasing him and we’re getting a lot of that action-shot this-is-my-good-side pose.

Hotguy and Cuteguy work together pretty well when they get going, huh?

Now Hotguy has swung down to land in the middle of the crowd and put an arm around each of the TCG agents, who are heavily dusted in sugar and look somewhat sheepish. What a nicely framed shot! Almost as if Hotguy pushed them into position for the cameras.

Well, I suppose I’m writing an article about how much Hotguy helps the TCG.

Your client owes me one.

Doc’s guard robot has rounded up the chickens that Hotguy and Cuteguy have funneled back into a nearby alley. It seems to be putting them in large nets. The local pizza place has a sign that says RIGATONI JONES PIZZA: CLOSED DUE TO CHICKEN EMERGENCY, and for some reason Cuteguy seems upset about this. Excitement over, I suppose?

I do hope you tell Hotguy how helpful the Herald was! Next time he’s got a tip-off to share, just tell him to remember your friendly local journalist Pearl Moon.

He knows where to find me ;)

Yours in pursuit of the truth,

Pearl Moon

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To: Cub, Hotguy PR Agent

From: Bdubs

Subject: hmm

You know, Cub, I’ve been thinking. That wasn’t bad, how you got hold of Scar. NOT BAD AT ALL. I am starting to think you might be a useful type of person to have around.

All The Best

Bdubs

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To: Bdubs, Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes

From: Cub

Subject: Re: hmm

cheers man

i’ve rigged the klaxon so it plays when either of us or cuteguy calls scar. if he waits too long to answer it starts to play the whole Lilo and Stitch movie audio. if anyone asks this is not technically a virus.

-Cub

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To: Cub, Hotguy PR Agent

From: Bdubs

Subject: Re: hmm

I LOVE it. I love it.

You know, I have a whole list of casting directors I think you could test some virus development on. It would do them good. Keep them on their toes!! (I believe this is called…“white hat”).

I am HEREBY going to let you into my most SECRET FOLDER.

<Bdubs@scargoodtimes.com> has shared admin\nemesis_list

Maybe start with ‘casting_directors_who_do_not_recognise_bdubs_talent-spotting_genius’ and ‘producers_who_were_rude_to_scar’

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To: Bdubs, Publicity & Comms for Scar Goodtimes

From: Cub

Subject: Re: hmm

leave it to me, man

we’re gonna go far

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My piece for the Hotguy comic zinethology! Thank you so much to editor @antimony-medusa and designer @cocoabats (I have used tumblr’s format for most of it because my eyes are too bad for pdf scaling on my phone, but for the FULL INCREDIBLE HOTGUY EXPERIENCE you will want to download the actual zine at @hotguycomiczine!!)

[vocaltv]

सर्व विभागीय संविदा कर्मचारियों का हड़ताल जारी, तीन संविदा कर्मी बेहोश, इलाज जारी

  छत्तीसगढ़ की राजधानी रायपुर में अनियमित कर्मचारियों का प्रदर्शन लगातार जारी है। संविदाकर्मियों के आंदोलन की अब तस्वीर बदलते हुए नजर आ रही है और स्थिति ऐसी बन रही है कि भले जान जाए तो जाए लेकिन नियमितीकरण लेकर ही रहेंगे। जी हां अब संविदा कर्मचारी आमरण अनशन पर बैठ गए हैं। संविदा कर्मचारियों के आमरण अनशन का आज चौथा दिन है। बता दें कि आमरण अनशन पर बैठे तीन कर्मचारी कल बेहोश हो गए थे, जिनका उपचार…

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Teacher's Pet Baby

Get Away

Cg!Professor!Wanda Maximoff x little!student!reader

Summary: Midterms have left you with no time to be little, but Wanda has something planned

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Age regression, fluff and comfort, mentions of stress and overworking, crying, overwhelming emotions

Authors notes: This was a request

The entire week had been exhausting. Midterms had pushed you to your limits, forcing you to be big for far too long. You had powered through, but Wanda saw the toll it took on you—the way your shoulders slumped, the way your usual bright energy dimmed, the way you barely had the space to slip into your small, safe mindset.

She wasn’t going to let that continue.

So on Friday morning, just before you rushed out the door for your last exam, Wanda pressed a kiss to your forehead and whispered, "Pack up all that stress, Malyshka. As soon as you're done today, we're leaving for the weekend."

You blinked up at her, confused. "Leaving?"

She smiled. "I already packed a bag for you—your comfiest pajamas, all your favorite stuffies, blankets, and movies. We’re going somewhere quiet, where you don’t have to worry about anything. Just you and me, baby."

Your heart swelled, but before you could say anything, Wanda tapped your nose. "Now, go ace that test, sweetheart. Your reward is waiting."

✎✐ ✎ ✐ ✎ ✐

By the time you climbed into Wanda’s car that evening, your body was heavy with exhaustion, but relief curled in your chest. The second you buckled in, she reached over, brushing her fingers through your hair. "Good girl," she murmured. "You did so well this week, Malyshka."

You hummed at her praise, leaning into her touch. "Where are we going?"

Wanda pulled onto the road, her lips curling into a secretive smile. "Somewhere far away from everyone. A lakeside cabin, just us. You don’t have to be big there. You can be little, and I can be Mama. No school, no stress—just cuddles, cartoons, and all the love you need."

The weight of the week began to slip from your shoulders. You curled up in your seat, hugging your knees, already feeling the tension ease.

With Wanda beside you, taking you somewhere safe, the world outside didn't matter anymore.

✎✐ ✎ ✐ ✎ ✐

As soon as you got to the cabin you were practically bouncing with excitement. You ran out the car with your stuffie in hand, running around and making all the leaves crunch beneath your feet. Wanda watched you fondly for a moment before grabbing all the bags. 

"Baby can you come help Mama?" Wanda calls out and you bound over. "Here baby take your bag for Mama." She hands you a cute bag that looks like Bingo from Bluey with a little Keychain of her stuffie. It made you squeal because it's a new bag she'd gotten you as you slipped it onto your shoulders, 

"Thank you Mama! I love it!!" You squealed excitedly as you ran to the front door with Wanda following suit to unlock it with the key she'd picked up.

Wanda chuckled as she watched you bounce on your feet, your excitement radiating through the crisp evening air. Seeing you like this—so carefree, so happy—made every second of planning worth it.

"You’re very welcome, sweetheart," she said warmly, unlocking the cabin door and pushing it open. "Now, let’s get inside before you get too chilly."

You hurried in ahead of her, gasping as you took in the cozy space. The cabin was perfect—warm wooden walls, a big plush couch with a soft blanket draped over it, and a fireplace ready to be lit. The scent of pine filled the air, and the soft glow of the lamps made everything feel safe.

Wanda set the bags down and shrugged off her coat, watching as you immediately kicked off your shoes and plopped onto the rug, hugging your new bag like it was your most prized possession.

"Alright, Malyshka," she cooed as she crouched beside you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "How about we get you in some cozy jammies, and then you can pick a movie while Mama makes us some dinner?"

You nodded eagerly, already unzipping your bag to pull out the pajamas Wanda packed for you—your favorite ones with Bluey and Bingo all over them. Wanda smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"Go change, baby, and then we’ll have the best, most relaxing weekend ever," she promised.

As you rummaged through the bag, your little hands pushing past soft pajamas and plush stuffies, your fingers brushed against something unfamiliar at the bottom. Your brow furrowed as you gripped it and pulled it out, turning it over in your hands.

It took you a second to process what you were holding.

And then you practically yelled in excitement.

A paci. Your paci. The one you’d been looking at for weeks, showing Wanda different designs with hopeful little looks, never really expecting her to get one for you. But here it was—beautifully decorated, with tiny sparkles and soft pastel colors that made your heart so happy.

Tears welled in your eyes before you could stop them, overwhelming emotion bubbling up inside of you. A soft sob escaped before you even knew you were crying.

Wanda was by your side in an instant, dropping to her knees and pulling you into her arms. "Oh, Malyshka," she cooed, rubbing your back gently. "What’s wrong, sweetheart?"

You shook your head against her chest, gripping onto her sweater like it was your lifeline. "Not sad," you sniffled, voice small. "Happy."

Wanda pulled back just enough to see your teary-eyed face, her heart swelling at your expression. She brushed her thumb under your eye, wiping away a stray tear before gently taking the paci from your trembling fingers.

"You love it, don’t you, baby?" she murmured, her voice so soft and full of warmth.

You nodded frantically, a few more tears spilling over. "So much, Mama."

Wanda smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead before carefully bringing the paci to your lips. "Here, sweetheart. Go ahead."

You let her guide it into your mouth, immediately sucking on it as another wave of warmth and comfort washed over you. Your body relaxed completely, and Wanda pulled you close again, rocking you gently.

"There we go, Malyshka," she whispered, running her fingers through your hair. "Mama’s got you. Always."

✎✐ ✎ ✐ ✎ ✐

Dinner had been warm and filling, with Wanda making sure you ate enough to keep your little tummy happy. Now, the two of you were curled up on the couch, your head resting against her chest as the soft glow of the fireplace filled the cabin with warmth. The TV played cartoons at a low volume, your favorite characters moving across the screen, but you were more focused on the steady rhythm of Wanda’s fingers rubbing up and down your back.

She shifted slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before her voice came, soft and full of love. “You worked so hard this week, Malyshka,” she murmured, her hand never stopping its soothing motions. “Mama is so, so proud of you.”

You let out a little hum around your paci, eyes already half-lidded from how relaxed you felt.

“You studied, you took all your tests, and you didn’t give up even when things got overwhelming,” she continued, her voice gentle and warm. “And now, you don’t have to be big, not even a little bit. Mama’s going to make sure there’s always time for you to be little, sweetheart.”

Your fingers curled into her sweater, a deep warmth spreading through your chest at her words. You blinked up at her sleepily, sucking gently on your paci as you processed everything she was saying.

“Always?” you mumbled around the paci, voice small and unsure.

Wanda’s arms tightened around you, her lips pressing another lingering kiss to your forehead. “Always,” she promised. “No matter how busy life gets, no matter how much school or work piles up—Mama will always make sure you have time to be my little one. You never have to do this alone.”

A soft whimper escaped you as you nuzzled deeper into her, letting yourself be wrapped up in her warmth and love. Wanda continued rubbing your back, humming a quiet lullaby as you felt your body grow heavier.

Safe. Loved. Taken care of.

With Wanda’s arms around you and the soft promise of always lingering in the air, you finally let yourself drift off, knowing everything was exactly as it should be.

[tinylilacbun]

Paci kisses 🥺 I lub it!!!!! And so you can do may be winterwindow x little reader x little Peter where the reader Slips in babyspace and always wanna give them paci kisses so they are at the avenger tower on a Visit and baby goes to uncle Steve and give him a paci kiss on the cheek and then she goes to everyone and gives all paci kisses and little petie get jealous (may be tom Peter) and crawl to him and gives him paci kisses all over his face after that she climbed on daddy's lap and gives him paci kisses like she does with mommy and everyone adores the scene 🥺🥺

Kisses for everyone

Pairing: cg!Winterwidow x little!reader x little!peter

Warnings: Age Regression, lots of kisses, pure fluff, jealousy, not proofread

A/n: This has been sitting in my drafts for so long I'm sorry 😭����🏻

                                   ⭒𖥸⭒

The second the elevator door opened to the common floor Peter ran out and jumped on the big couch, reserving a seat for him and you like he does every time for movie night.

Bucky shook his head with a smile and turned his attention to you. Today you felt smaller than usual, which neither your caregivers nor Peter mind. They love you, doesn't matter the headspace.

"You okay, baby?" he asked and you nodded, smiling behind your paci you leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

Bucky walked over to Peter to hand you in his awaiting arms, knowing the boy could get fussy when he doesn't have his cuddle partner. To be fair, Peter is very protective over you and when you're in babyspace he's constantly on alarm, making sure you're happy and safe.

Half an hour later the common area was filled with chatter and laughter, everyone talking about how they have been before it was time to decide on a movie together. While the heroes chat you were going around giving each person a cuddle and a paci kiss, it's nothing new to the others how affectionate you can be.

Right now you were on Steve's back, arms wrapped around his neck and giggling, moving your head forward to give him a paci kiss against his cheek and letting out a surprised squeal when he pretended to drop you. If only you knew that you were the only little having so much fun at this moment. Peter was pouting on the couch with his arms crossed.

He doesn't know why he feels this way but seeing you giving everyone in the room the love and attention that he and your mommy and daddy were usually getting only, has him sulking on the large couch.

Natasha being the attentive assassin she is noticed almost instantly what was going on. She stopped her conversation with Clint and made her way to sit next to Peter nudging his shoulder.

"Wanna tell me what got you all pouty?" she teased, pulling slightly at his bottom lip that was jutted out.

He smiled a little but went back to frowning at his mommy before mumbling. "Just wanna have tiny for me alone..."

"Ah, I see..." She replied, moving some of his curls from his face and leaning closer to whisper to him. "Give it some time and she will be glued to your side."

On the other side of the couch, you were sitting on your knees between Bucky and Steve, occasionally listening to their conversation and looking around until your daddy tapped your thigh to get your attention.

"I think Peter needs some snuggles from his little sister, you think you can help him out?" he asked and you nodded your head proudly, a big smile forming behind your paci.

You instantly crawled your way over to Peter, shocking him first but he smiled the second you leaned forward to give him a paci kiss, and not just one, you kissed him all over his face until you were sure he was his happy self again.

"Lub Petie," you said proving it by giving him one last paci kiss on his lips.

"I lub you too, Tiny." he smiles brightly wrapping his arms around you to pull you in for a long hug.

When you were sure he was satisfied with the attention you gave him you switched from Peter to sitting on Bucky's lap, reaching over to play with your mommy's hair and also giving her and your daddy a paci kiss while the others cooed at the whole interaction.

⭒𖥸⭒

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Crossed out are the ones I somehow can't tag!

[quinnysnursery]

I need a fic on Chris being little around reader for the first time please

-🧡

[🥤] first time for everything | chris sturniolo one-shot

paring : little!chris sturniolo x fem!cg!reader

summary : a late night call results in you seeing your boyfriend regressed for the first time

warning/extra tid-bits : mention of nightmares, crying, use of y/n, thats all i think

word count : 690

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (flannel thing from @saradika-graphics)

a/n : chris and y/n are dating OUTSIDE of regression in this oneshot!! reminder that regression is NEVER sexual. (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

Today was the day. You had known of your boyfriend’s regression for as long as you two had been together- 6 months and two weeks, not that you were counting- but you’d never gotten the opportunity to see him regressed. At least not until today.

When Chris first told you, he made it very clear that his brothers were his main caregivers and he was unsure about being open to having a new caregiver.

“I get attached easily, and I just- I don’t want to get attached and have you leave, y’know?”

You understood- even if it hurt just a tad, you still understood. You respected Chris’ wishes to keep his littlespace his own until he was ready- even if subconsciously you were counting down the days until Chris would invite you into his little world. Pun intended.

You however, did not expect that invite to come in the form of a panicked phone call at three am. 

“Y-Y/n,” Your boyfriend’s voice cried out, immediately alerting you to the fact that something was wrong. “C-Can ‘ou come over?” The slur in his voice was enough to tell you he was regressed. You didn’t waste any time asking for a reason, if Chris needed you- you’d be there. No questions asked.

That’s what landed in front of the triplets front door, waiting for one of the brothers to open the door. 

Just as you were about to knock for what felt like the third time, a disheveled Matt Sturniolo swung open the heavy door- sleep evident in both his eyes and bedhead. 

“Where’s Chris?” You asked quickly, “Upstairs with Nick,” Matt answered. “He’s been crying for you for an hour.” He added, letting you in and shutting the door behind you. “What’s going on?” You asked, brows creased together in concern.

Matt sighed softly, attempting to wake himself up. “He had a nightmare, ‘said we all disappeared.” He explained as the two of you made your way upstairs. Your heart broke at how scared Chris- especially regressed Chris must’ve been at both his brothers and you disappearing.

“Poor thing…” You frown, trying to ignore the nerves building up in your stomach as you and Matt approached Chris’ room. Matt hummed, placing his hand on the doorknob. You quickly pick your hand up, making the middle triplet halt. 

“Wait wait wait-” You said quickly, “What do I like…” You trailed off, trying to find the right words to convey the various different worries flowing through your body. Matt smiled at you warmly, it was clear you were nervous about being around little Chris for the first time.

“He wants you.” He reassured, “He practically forced me to find your contact to call you, I promise there is very little you can do to screw this up.” Matt placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, a promise that you’d be okay.

“Okay…okay.” You breathed, giving Matt a nod that told him to open up the door. Matt stepped in first- you following immediately after. You instantly felt your heart break as you saw the sight on Chris’ bed. 

Chris was curled up underneath Nick’s arm, small sniffles and hiccups escaping from his pouty lips as he rubbed his puffy red eyes with a balled up fist. “Look who’s here,” Nick leaned down slightly to whisper into Chris’ ear.

Chris looked up, lips forming into a small o-shape as he saw you. “Y/n!” He chirped, lips curling into a smile as he reached out for you. You smiled brightly, placing your bag down on the carpeted flooring and immediately climbing into Chris’ bed and scooping the little into a hug.

Chris snuggled into your chest, letting out a content sigh- any worries about you disappearing now a thought of the past. Nick thanked you for showing up, he was very clearly just as exhausted as Matt- both had been up for god knows how long comforting the regressed boy.

“Of course, I got in my car as soon as I got the call.” You said, earning a genuine smile from both of Chris’ older brothers. “I’m here, baby boy.” You coo, rubbing soothing circles into the brunette boy’s back as he clung to you like a koala.

Chris murmured something into your neck, “Hm?” You asked softly, causing Chris to pull away slightly to make his words clearer. “M’ thought ‘ou were gone fo’wever…” He mumbled, tears budding back up in his eyes. 

A soft coo slipped out from your lips- surprising even yourself. “I’m right here baby, I’m not going anywhere.” You soothed, pressing a gentle kiss to Chris’ forehead. Chris nodded against your hoodie before pausing, “Promise?” He asked softly, playing with your hoodie strings as he awaited your answer.

“I promise.” You promised, easing the regressed boy’s worries. 

A few minutes passed before Matt and Nick retreated back to their respective rooms, not before triple checking that both you and Chris were comfortable with being left alone.

“Just call if you need anything.” His brothers said before slipping out Chris’ door.

Once the door was closed, you snuggled further under the sheets- being sure to keep Chris close. The two of you were equally as tired- the alarm clock placed on Chris’ nightstand reading 5:54 am. 

Chris murmured about various different topics, sleepy babbles slowly growing less and less cohesive. Still, that didn’t stop you from responding with various small “Yeah?”’s and “Oh really?”’s. 

Around 6 am, Chris’ babbles turned to soft snores- a balled up fist clinging onto a piece of your hoodie’s fabric. You pressed one final kiss onto the sleeping little’s nose before closing your eyes.

Sure, you hadn’t expected your night to turn out this way…but there’s a first time for everything.

taglist !! :

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[spacecowboyy0]

This bug needs to be closer

notes: cg!price & cg!simon, little!reader is having a rough day

~700 words

It seemed that today you could barely function. You just need to be attached to one of your caregivers for the whole day. You tried to do work, tried to read some of the mission papers but your eyes glazed over and by the fifth time you reread the same sentence, you gave up. The words didn’t make any sense and your patience is too short to push through. You know Price is in his office and Simon is overseeing some sort of training. You just need to be close to them, feel their warmth, soak up their attention. 

When you hear footsteps approaching you lift your head from where you are miserably lying on the couch. Kyle pauses in the doorway and gives you a concerned look. 

“What’s wrong bug?” The question makes you tear up, and you turn to shove your face in the couch cushion. You let out a sad drawn out whine, which feels childish but it was all you could get out. You feel the thumps of his steps get closer to you. He starts stroking your hair and all you do is lift your head up slightly to wipe your tears with your hands. “What can I do for you hm?”

“John.” You couldn’t hold back anymore, all you want is to be held. 

“Ok sweetheart let’s go see Price.” You nod and get up, wobbling slightly but Kyle reaches out to put his arm around you. You're grateful for the stability and comfort. Thankfully on your way to John’s office no one else is in the hallway, you don’t need the embarrassment of someone seeing the tears running down your face. 

It's a short walk and then Kyle is knocking a few times on the door. There's a “come in” before he twists the doorknob and pushes the door open. You see Price look up from the papers on his desk, glasses sat low on his nose and his favourite pen resting in his hand. You can’t stop the new flood of tears at the sight of him and rush to him. He quickly sets down his pen and opens his arms. You fall into his arms and your shoulders shake with the intensity of your sobs. 

“Oh love.” He had noticed your low mood in the morning but didn’t think it would be this low. He mumbles a quick “thanks” as Kyle shuts his door on the way out. John turns his attention back to you, rubbing your back with one hand, and types out a quick message to Simon with the other. He figures you’d appreciate him being there as well. About ten minutes pass before Simon enters the room. Your breathing has slowed, only the occasional sniffles, and you are tucked into John’s chest. You open one eye to look at Simon as he rounds the desk and crouches in front of where you are curled up. 

“Rough morning bug?” You give him a small nod and then seem to think for a moment before you reach out for him. He stands and lifts you into his arms with ease, something both you and him enjoy greatly. He loves that he can hold you the way you so desperately need. You wrap your legs around him, and your arms circle his neck securely. He sways back and forth slightly but when he walks to the couch you whine and stick a hand out to Price. 

Simon sighs softly before shifting to hold you with one arm and then drags a chair over to John. It wasn’t as comfortable as the couch but when he sits down and you see that you are close to Price, you settle against him and close your eyes. John looks over at the two of you and smiles softly. He is close enough that he's able to reach out and rub your back before going back to his paperwork. Simon leans his head against the wall behind him and closes his eyes as well. He might as well enjoy a break, not that he was complaining.

first fic that I've posted! little nervous about it! I got some more 141 stuff cooking up but I've also been thinking about doing some cg!frank castle, cg!stucky, cg!logan howlett stuff too. lmk if you have any situations you'd like to see!

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TS Singhdev Statement: TS सिंहदेव ने दिया बड़ा बयान, मुख्यमंत्री बनने की इच्छा पर बोले ये बात

TS Singhdev Statement राजिम। छत्तीसगढ़ के स्वास्थ्य मंत्री टीएस सिंहदेव का बड़ा बयान सामने आया है। बता दूं कि टीएस सिंहदेव ने सीएम बनने की इच्छा को लेकर बयान दिया है। उन्होंने कहा कि सभी मुख्यमंत्री बनना चाहते हैं। सबके मन में यह बात रहती है। राजिम विधायक अमितेश शुक्ल भी सीएम बनना चाहते हैं। TS Singhdev Statement पत्रकारों से बात करते हुए आगें स्वास्थ्य मंत्री टीएस सिंहदेव ने कहा कि यदि आपको…

[skyrislunaflower]

Siciria Analyzes The Most Complex Stick Figures Known To Man (part 2)

Red's new tiktok came out.

We're going with Red next.

Also here's part 1 of SATMCSFTM.

Idk why I abbreviated it.

Or why I linked it.

Welp.

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Okay, so to start off, most people perceive Red as the youngest of the CG, and the most outgoing. He's the resident animal lover, is sensitive, and in some situations, can be really aggressive and hotheaded.

Like here:

Red went first. He is someone who always throws himself willingly into danger (like Blue in the last part, though Red does it more consistently). With Dark, he went for it not knowing if he could win, but instead to protect his friends. He is the line. He is someone who truly cares for others, and will treat newcomers with the utmost goodness regardless of what he's getting in return. He will go back for them.

This is shown, primarily, in Monster School.

In this scene, he was about to turn back. He was about to go back through the portal. But he saw that his teammates (the ones who bullied and harassed him prior) were in trouble, and still went back for them. We talk about how he went back for them. We talk about it.

But we don't talk about how he must have been feeling, or how much they must have hurt him. And he still helped them despite that. He truly has an extremely strong character, probably the strongest out of everyone, or at least the CG.

AND HE SURVIVED BEING LITERALLY POSSESSED TWICE. TWICE. HOW MUCH MENTAL STRENGTH DOES THIS STICK HAVE.

Okay, now to not state the obvious. this whole "analysis" thing is just me stating the obvious anyway idk why u guys seem to like it

Red is smart.

No, Red is really smart.

And I think we, as a fandom, don't give him credit for it. He's always the one to come up with new ideas, and these ideas seem to work. This is shown, mostly, in the Minecart Race episode.

He was the first one to start paddling with his hands.

And the first one to boat on the ice.

And he had the bright idea to use the snowballs.

Even in the Color Sorting short, he had to know at least some kind of coding or engineering to get all the items to become red items. Come on.

And in his tiktok that just came out today, he does so many different, unique moves. In Green's and even Blue's, it's more repetitive, and shorter (though Blue's dancing skills are unmatched ngl).

An in Monster School, they only passed because of his ideas (WHICH THEY HARDLY GAVE HIM CREDIT FOR). Because it was HIM who understood that the bow needed to be flipped around to shoot properly.

And it was HIM who knew that tickling the Enderman would help.

And it was HIM who got them across the ocean to the mountain using the spider.

He is someone who can recognize the potential in his teammates, and recognize what they can do in a given battle.

AND WHAT DOES HE GET FROM THEM? NOTHING. NOTHING. HE GETS BEAT UP. HE GETS STICKING BEAT UP.😭😭😭

So in summary...

WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT RED MORE.

(I honestly learned more about Red doing this. It's kinda fun ngl).

[symptomsofdeceit]

Finally back ish!!

I’m back from seeing my friends! It was really wonderful, I had so much fun with them 💕

After getting back things have been busy. I worked my longest shift so far (24 hours - 12 scheduled and 12 where I was on call but worked every hour), then I got sick.

I wanted to get straight back to game development stuff last month, but my laptop is finally starting to die 😅 so it’s time for me to get a new PC!

I’d like to build my own. I’ve never done it before so it’ll take a minute for me to figure everything out! I’ll be building a cute mechanical keyboard to go with it, too. I also bought a new desk with more space, so it’ll take a while for everything to arrive and me to finish my new setup.

While waiting for that I’ve done more writing though! I’m really happy with how the next part of Nalis’s route is going :)

The next update is going to require a lot of new backgrounds 😔 the arcade, a superstore, and 3 point-and-click areas (Nalis’s room, Thaumo’s room, and the lab). BGs are my least favorite things to draw but I’ll do my best!! I’ve been collecting good reference pics while waiting for my PC parts to arrive too.

I’ve changed some parts of the original demo too. I fixed some grammar issues, improved parts of the code now that I’m more familiar with how Ren’Py works, added a new Nalis CG for Nalis’s ending, and added the option to choose your MC’s aquatic animal + profile pic (when texting).

Because the code is different people will need to delete the old version before starting this one. I’ll include a tutorial when I release the next update.

My plan is still for 2 more big updates: the one I’m working on now (with the lab, arcade, and scenes in Nalis & Thaumo’s apartments), then the endings update.

As always I’m so grateful for everyone’s patience! And I hope everyone is doing very well!!

((edit: I wrote + posted this on my lunch break, so I can’t be online for long today! I’m on call from the end of my shift tonight until the beginning of my shift Monday, but if I’m not called much I’d like to be online more this weekend.))