+ You can call us Baby Bunny, bunny, little one, or kiddo!
+ We’re part of a system, and our age slides between 2-10! However, our host is 26!
+ This is a kid friendly space, so please be gentle and kind ♡໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -。꒱ྀི১
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+ Animals: I love bunnies! My oldest plushie is a blue bunny. I also love puppies, kittens, badgers, possums, and a lot of other animals, too!
+ Video Games: Pokemon is one of my comfort games! I'm always so happy to talk about Pokemon, any parts of it. I also like Stardew Valley and Minecraft. I like watching videos about FNAF, too!
+ TV: One of my favorite TV shows of all time is Moomins! Its really warm and cozy. I like to watch SpongeBob, We Bare Bears, Hilda, Max and Ruby, Oobi, The Muppets, Sesame Street, and Dragon Tales! I also watch YouTube, too!
+ Misc.: I really love Spider-Man/Batman at the moment. It's one of my comfort fandoms right now ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶
˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆ Welcome to the meadow! ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆
Does anyone want to be rp partners/know of a place to find agere rp partners? Recently my last one ended up moving on (no problem! I understand) but I’ve been doing it daily for years so I’d love to find another. Shoot me a DM if you’re interested!
(Btw, while this would be sfw I still would only like 18+ to interact. Host is 26)
Here’s my drawing for day 30 of @mitsukkii Agepril, tears 🥺. Poor Dami took a tumble playing outside and had to come in for bandaids. Don’t worry! He was okay after :)
Does anyone want to be mutuals and like.. interact? Idk I’m not sure how to explain but do fun agere ask games and stuff? Should I make a discord server about it or something?
Regressor Damian Al Guhl-Wayne & his bestie Jon Kent drabble under the cut :)
“Damian?”
A familiar voice cut through the calm air, popping the bubble of warm and fuzziness in his head. He was filled with a sense of pure dread, as a million doubts ran through his mind.
He can’t see me like this — he’s going to think I’m a freak. He was never supposed to know.
Jon had just walked in on him, playing with toys, like some little kid.
He wasn’t a little kid. He just wasn’t.
But oh, he wanted to be. Somewhere behind his stoic and mature facade was a frightened child, who never experienced the simple joys of playing in a quiet and safe environment.
Which is how he got here, sitting in the bathroom of his best friends house, nursing a pacifier and hugging his plush dog that Alfred had gotten him. Tears prickled in the corners of his eyes — which would have been another blow to his ego, if he wasn’t so humiliated already. He spit the pacifier out into his hand, nearly cringing as Jon knelt down to his height.
“I… I-I can explain…” the young boy stammered out, scrambling for any excuse to explain himself, when suddenly—
A gentle hand was placed on his shoulder. Jon’s hand.
The older boy, the most perfect he’s ever met, with the kindest eyes and brightest smile he’s ever seen, Jon, looked at him like this was nothing at all. Like he didn’t just catch his best friend and fellow crime fighter nursing a pacifier and cuddling a plushie while hiding in a bathroom.
“I like your puppy. I have a stuffed animal, too. Maybe they can be friends, just like us!” Jon extended a hand to Damian, his voice a bit softer than usual. “Why don’t you hold my hand so you don’t get lost on the way back?”
Damian stared at him, shocked. Was this happening? Was his friend really just accepting this behavior like it was nothing?
Did he care?
With hesitation, he gently took Jon’s hand. As soon as he felt the warmth of his friends touch, he immediately knew he made the right choice.