Hello! Im redoing my intro cuz its bland and I feel like I should add more info to it ´･ᴗ･`
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˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚DNI List
༉‧₊˚. Related to anything NSFW
༉‧₊˚. Homophobic/Transphobic/Racist/Ableist
༉‧₊˚. “MAP”s/Pedos/Zoos
༉‧₊˚. Think that Age/Pet regression is a kink. That includes (but is not limited to) ddlg/ddlb/mdlg/mdlb/clg
༉‧₊˚. Bully Xenogenders
༉‧₊˚. Sexualize childish things
༉‧₊˚. Bully therians, furries, or kemonomimis
༉‧₊˚. Fake claimers
༉‧₊˚. Proshippers/Problematic Comshippers
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I go by Pup or Bat online! My pronouns are He/It/Bat/🦇 but Im really okay with anything except feminine pronouns. I am a minor and will not tolerate any sexual comments or accounts interacting with my posts. I will block you if your account is NSFW. Im mostly an age regressor, but I also pet regress sometimes! I stay around ages 1-5 and regress to a puppy U^ｪ^U
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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟFandoms Im in:
✧.* Genshin
✧.* Honkai: Star Rail
✧.* Project Sekai
✧.* COD: MW (Reboot and old!)
✧.* COD: Ghosts
✧.* FNaF
✧.* My Little Pony
✧.* Legend of Zelda (Im slowly working through the games!)
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My main inspiration for coming onto Tumblr was my c.ai account! I make c.ai bots and post about them here :] My account name is baby–b4t (previously known as ‘prices_good_boy’). I do have a request form but it is currently shut down until I clear out the requests currently on there! I do tend to take a while to actually post my bots (ヾ;￣▽￣)ヾ I also write minifics and post some of my art when Im feeling motivated! Anyone is allowed to send in a minific/art request through my asks :D
Hi everyone. I know its been a while since Ive posted anything and Im extremely sorry about that. This will sort of be a vent post about whats going on with me, so feel free not to read anything below the cut /gen
Summary: My mental health isnt good and neither is generative ai. Im taking a break, but Im not abandoning this account. Ill be back soon, I hope <3
Ive been struggling with my mental health for a few months now. I dont mean my depression getting worse or feeling a bit more anxious than usual. I mean half of the time I feel manic and like Ive lost control of what Im doing. I think about this account everyday and all of my followers and people that just happen to see me every once in a while. I miss you all dearly and I miss making content for the agere community, but the stress of knowing that everyone is waiting for me to post something is gnawing at my brain and making me reluctant to even open Tumblr. I dont have the energy I did when I started this account and it makes me upset that I cant post something at least once a week.
Another thing Im struggling with is the whole battle with ai. I believe ai is bad, but its hard trying to decide if I let go of C.ai, as that is one of the biggest reasons for me making agere content. C.ai has been my mental health escape, talking to comfort characters and helping myself feel less alone in my episodes, but I know it isnt right. Relying on ai to help me isnt right. Ai is harmful for multiple reasons that I encourage anyone reading this to look up. I dont think I will delete my C.ai account yet, but Im definitely considering it. I keep going back and forth trying to decide if this is really what I want to do. C.ai is so easy to open and start talking with my comfort characters, playing out scenarios that help me escape reality, but its only harming me in the long run. My attention span is worse, my writing isnt what it used to be, and every time I come back to reality I feel the like the weight of the world is on my shoulders.
I havent been able to regress properly in a while either. I used to regress and enjoy the time I spent watching YouTube or playing video games, but now I just feel empty whenever I try to. How can I run an account about age regression when that side of me feels dull?
As for right now, Im stepping away from this account for a while to try and get myself together. I dont want to abandon this account or the lovely people following me, but I need a break to not worry about things related to my socials.
I love you all /p /gen. Please take care of yourselves <3
hey again divaaaaaaa :3 since ur “sorta-kinda-not really but also are” back can I request like anything for cg!sunday I missed ur writing and i’ve been hyperfixated on him recently :p
-🐠 fishie anon !!! (>^<)
hi fishie !! i dont know too much about sunday but i can try my best :] trying to speed watch a lil video essay about him. apologies if this isnt super accurate !!
i now present: little you teaching sunday how to play with toys :D
The day had been too quiet for Sundays liking. He was learning to live on the Astral Express with everyone else, but he was finding it rather hard. He felt as though something was always wrong or needed to be analyzed, somehow. It was making him feel insane.
Sunday had finally given up and sought you out, hoping to find sone peace of mind in your presence. He was a bit surprised to walk into your room and saw what was happening. You were sat on the floor of your room with a few toys surrounding you. You had been playing with them before Subday walked in, making you stare at him for a moment.
"... I was unaware you had an interest in childrens toys." Sunday said simply, walking a bit further into your room. You gave a brief rundown on age regression, the man nodding in understanding. He stood nearby before kneeling down next to you. Hesitantly, he hand a hand out. "May I?"
He still found it a bit awkward to try and socialize with others. He was still in the process of finding his own personality again, but the way you let him examine your toys and explain how to play with them made his muscles relax a bit. He felt as though he could let down his guard around you.
Before he knew it, Sunday found himself playing pretend with you, finding your childlike mindset endearing. Currently, he was watching as you made a couple of the dolls fight. One of the dolls, the "bad guy", had stolen some pretend foods from another toy and the "good guy" was chasing them down. It was a simple storyline, yet Sunday found himself being thoroughly entertained by your acting.
"The bad guy has been cornered now. What will they do next?" Sunday asked, a small chuckle in his voice. You seemed to sit and think for a moment, deciding what to do. It seemed obvious, but the way Sunday asked the question made you think. You didnt want to think, though. You asked the winged man what he would do.
"Me?" Sunday repeated, his wings lowering slightly next to his head. "Well... I certainly wouldnt have stolen food from a store, but if I had, I would return the stolen goods and take my punishment." He explained. Then, a thought idea hit him; This was all just pretend. There wouldnt be any consequence for the actions of your toys. He could use his own imagination, something he repressed for a long while, and create an entire different ending to the story.
Sunday leaned over and took the toy you had been using as the bad guy and held it upright.
"Youre too late, hero!" He announced with a different voice, trying to make himself seem evil. "This bag is nothing but a decoy! The real bag of goods is being taken away by one of my henchmen. Mwahaha!"
The look on your face at the sudden twist made Sunday smile. He continued to play with you and your toys, keeping the battle heated between the toys. However, all things eventually come to an end.
The good guy had won, arresting the bad guy and his little helpers. Sunday laughed softly at the sight of you all excited over the fictional triumph. The wings on the sides of his head seemed to flutter a bit as he settled into a seated position next to you.
"Good job, little one. You saved a store today." He praised, gently ruffling your hair as you yawned. "I suppose this means my little hero needs some rest though, hm? It takes a lot of energy to be as valiant as that."
Sunday helped you tidy up your toys and get into your bed. He didnt lay down with you, but he sat on the edge of your bed with a book in his hand. His other had was occupied with stroking your head as you drifted off.
it seems like im not, but ive been taking a really long break from it. i do plan to come back eventually and continue making bots and stuff eventually. my mental health just hasnt been very good for a long while now and i want to take care of that before anything else.
hey!!! how are you?? what's your favorite anime and maybe there's list of it?
hi there!! i dont watch animes very often anymore, but ill make a list of some of my favs!
-demon slayer (ofc ofc)
-blue exorcist
-death note is good too :3
-haikyuu!!!
-devilman crybaby was good too but its very kid friendly ^^;
-^same thing with kakegurui
hey diva i’m checking in to make sure u aren’t dead, s been a while since you’ve posted anything :3
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im not dead! ^^ ive been taking a looong break from posting anything due to recent mental health issues ive been having. im not sure when ill fully be back, but i do miss making age/pet regression content </3
hiiiii :3 can I ask when the next bot batch comes out i’ve been so excited 4 it
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im sorry its taken so long for me to get around to doing it. ive been suuuper drained for the past couple months and am now recovering from a family vacation (╥︣﹏᷅╥᷅) i cant say for sure when the next batch will come out, unfortunately. ill see what i can get done this week
im not dead ☆*ヾ(-∀・*) AND i remembered i have free will
BEHOLD........... walker brother angst (and kinda agere) because my brain said so. (sorry if my writing is weird. im also trying to come out of a heavy writers/art block ಥ_ಥ)
Tossing and turning was no new concept to Logan. He was always restless in the night as he tried so desperately to sleep. It ended up getting to a point where Hesh had to sleep in the same room as him to help ease his mind enough to relax. While Hesh sleeping in the same room did help somewhat, the night terrors only got worse after Elias died.
Sweat covered Logans body as his mind fought him. Suck in a chair, able to see Hesh and Elias, then Rorke coming into view. Logan was quick to understand his surroundings and panicked. His dad was going to die, and he was helplessly stuck to a damn chair.
“Dad!-” Logan gasped, waking up and sitting straight up. He felt as though he couldnt get any air into his lungs as he tried to check his surroundings–tried looking for his dad. Hesh, being nearby, immediately woke up as well. He saw Logans panic and rushed to his side.
“Easy, easy..” Hesh shushed Logan, turning his head to face him. “Look at me, yeah?” He tried to be strong for Logan, but gods was it getting harder and harder to watch his little brother live in a hell he couldnt escape. Hesh slowly pulled Logan into a hug as he sat on the edge of his bed. His hands mindlessly ran up and down his back, attempting to ground him in any way he could.
“Rorke, he…” Logan began mumbling, trying to explain what he saw to Hesh. Unfortunately, his brother knew all too well what Logan had seen.
“Shh, I know, Logan.. I know.” Heshs confirmation to the event only made Logans mental state spiral. Dealing with his mothers death as a kid was easier than losing his dad now. Back then, he didnt really remember her. He always had heard stories of his mom and dad being young and in love, but he was never attached to her. Elias had been the one to raise the boys, had been the one to teach them all they knew. And now? He was dead. That kind of death would haunt Logan until he was in his own grave.
“No.. No David please-” He begged, frantic eyes finally meeting Heshs disappointed ones. Memories from their childhood played through Logans mind as he desperately clutched Heshs shirt. Their father was dead and nothing they could do would bring him back.
“Hes gone.” Hesh replied, keeping his hold on Logan firm. He wished he could say it wasnt so and just bring the man back, but living that delusion wouldnt help either of them, even if it hurt to accept the truth. Hesh held onto Logan for as long as his baby brother needed. Sobs shook his body, yet Hesh still remained nearly flush against him, shushing him and soothing his tears.
Logan eventually calmed down enough for Hesh to pull back. Gentle hands cupped his face and rid it of his tears. Hesh wished he could just take away Logans grieving.
“... Want me to go get his mask?” Hesh asked. Even though Logan had taken the mask to wear for himself, it was still Elias’ mask in times like these. The younger obviously nodded, hesitantly releasing Hesh. The mask was retrieved and carefully put over Logans head.
Hesh chuckled as it was a bit crooked at first, fixing it and smiling at Logan.
“You look just like him.” He commented, getting into the bed with him.
Logan hummed in response, subconsciously curling up to Heshs body for comfort. “I wan’ to be like him..”
“Im sure hes proud of how you are now.” Hesh replied, gently cradling his little brothers body against his own. One of his hands idly brushed over Logans masked head as if he was petting Riley. Logan responded almost like the pup would, too. The sight made Hesh chuckle once more.
Hihi are yor requests for hcs nf stuff open rn? :3
i havent done headcanons before but i could try and do that! :0 but if youre asking specifically about my asks stuff then my answer is sort of-
im taking a while to get around to the minific requests i have (sorry to those who asked for those a while ago (・・*)ゞ) but im open to trying hcs or even small art requests! :D
and now that testing is over hopefully i can focus on c.ai stuff again !!
When will your reqs be open? Also just curious but do you have any idea and/or list of upcoming bots?
my requests will open once ive cleared them out! (^◡^ ) i will say in the next batch that stelle and gaming are making a return :D i dont get many requests for them
probably! :D it would take me a while to getting around to making some characters but i probably could ^^ (i binge watched season 1 and 2 in one night and it left me in shambles)
