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littlespace-imagines · 11 months

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🩸Slashers Masterlist🩸

Michael

Little!Michael being fussy

Little!Michael having a bad day

Little!Michael HCs

Little!Michael helping stressed CG

CG!Michael kidnapping his little

CG!Rz!Michael helping reader with impure regression

Cg!Michael Myers stalking little reader

Mommy!reader spoiling little!Michael on Halloween

Jason

Cg!Jason x Little!Reader who accidentally gets cut by his machete

Tiffany

Mommy!Tiffany punishing Little!reader

Chucky and Tiffany x reader How things came to be

Chucky and Tiffany dealing with a bratty Reader

Chucky and Tiffany with a reader that loves playing

Daddy!Chucky and Mommy!Tiffany HCs

Chucky and Tiffany with a Chubby!Little!Reader

Chucky and Tiffany help soothe scared reader

Chucky

Chucky and Tiffany x reader How things came to be

Chucky and Tiffany dealing with a bratty Reader

Chucky and Tiffany with a reader that loves playing

Daddy!Chucky and Mommy!Tiffany HCs

Chucky and Tiffany with a Chubby!Little!Reader

Chucky and Tiffany help soothe scared reader

Brahms

Brahms x reader who’s a little and CG

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas as a Daddy/Little head cannons (separate)

Thomas as a Cg

Vincent

Vincent Sinclair as a Caregiver

CG!Vincent comforting little!reader after a nightmare

Caregiver Vincent and Bo helping their little reader with a bad day that gives them a panic attack

Little Muse

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Bo with a happy/optimistic Little

Bo with a sensitive little

Bo Sinclair with a reader who carries a blanket with them everywhere

Caregiver Vincent and Bo helping their little reader with a bad day that gives them a panic attack

Lester

Lester caregiver headcannons

Billy Loomis

Poly!Ghostface finding out reader is an ageregressor

Poly!Ghostface x sleepy!little!reader

Stu Matcher

Poly!Ghostface finding out reader is an ageregressor

Poly!Ghostface x sleepy!little!reader

The Blind Man (Norman Nordstrom)

Norman and reader playing hide and seek

Freddy Krueger

Freddy with a little who misses him when they’re awake

Michael

Little!Michael being fussy

Little!Michael having a bad day

Little!Michael HCs

Little!Michael helping stressed CG

CG!Michael kidnapping his little

CG!Rz!Michael helping reader with impure regression

Cg!Michael Myers stalking little reader

Jason

Cg!Jason x Little!Reader who accidentally gets cut by his machete

Tiffany

Mommy!Tiffany punishing Little!reader

Chucky and Tiffany x reader How things came to be

Chucky and Tiffany dealing with a bratty Reader

Chucky and Tiffany with a reader that loves playing

Daddy!Chucky and Mommy!Tiffany HCs

Chucky and Tiffany with a Chubby!Little!Reader

Chucky and Tiffany help soothe scared reader

Chucky

Chucky and Tiffany x reader How things came to be

Chucky and Tiffany dealing with a bratty Reader

Chucky and Tiffany with a reader that loves playing

Daddy!Chucky and Mommy!Tiffany HCs

Chucky and Tiffany with a Chubby!Little!Reader

Chucky and Tiffany help soothe scared reader

Brahms

Brahms x reader who’s a little and CG

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas as a Daddy/Little head cannons (separate)

Thomas as a Cg

Vincent

Vincent Sinclair as a Caregiver

CG!Vincent comforting little!reader after a nightmare

Little Muse

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Bo with a happy/optimistic Little

Bo with a sensitive little

Bo Sinclair with a reader who carries a blanket with them everywhere

Lester

Lester caregiver headcannons

Billy Loomis

Poly!Ghostface finding out reader is an ageregressor

Poly!Ghostface x sleepy!little!reader

Stu Matcher

Poly!Ghostface finding out reader is an ageregressor

Poly!Ghostface x sleepy!little!reader

The Blind Man (Norman Nordstrom)

Norman and reader playing hide and seek

Freddy Krueger

Freddy with a little who misses him when they’re awake

Steve Kemp

Cg!Steve Kemp x little!reader

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b4by-b4t · 5 months

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Dick Grayson and Jason Todd pacifier edits !!!

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comics-agere-week-2024 · 3 months

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Day 1's Posted Fics - According to the AO3 Collection.

The Avengers' Spiderling by LavenderAuthor (@lavenderauthor)

Little!Peter & CG!Tony

I Can Handle it by Little_Eclipse

Little!Tim & CG!Dick & CG!Damian

So Many Feelings Struggling To Leave My Mouth. by ramsywasalittlelamb (@ramsywasalittlelamb)

Little!Duke & CG!Batfam

The Adventures of Little Jason and his Caregivers by BattyIntentions (@battyintentions)

Little!Jason & CG!Dick

Snuggle Bug by BumbleBee_HQ

Little!Dick & CG!Jason

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multifandomenjoyerr · 6 months

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🦇 Jason Todd Stimboard 🦇

🦇 | guess who's into DC now?:] (more specifically because of Jason Todd but ykk.) Also trying to get into Metalocalypse bc they have a Canon agereg character 🤞

🦇 | all images from Pinterest

#sfw agere #agerespace #safe agere #sfw interaction only #agere blog #sfw blog #fandom agere #headcanon #jason todd #dc agere #jason todd agere #agere stimboard #grey's stimboards

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buttercupagere · 6 months

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agere board for regressor!jason and cg!janet from the good place <3

day 3 of fictional agere challenge: a ship you hc as regressor x caregiver!

#age regression #agere moodboard #agere board #moodboard #agere #the good place #the good place agere #tgp agere #fictional caregiver #fictional cg #caregiver janet #cg janet #regressor jason mendoza #regressor jason #fandom agere #fandom regression #fictionalagerechallenge

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ramsywasalittlelamb · 2 months

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cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight

a batfamily agere fic! 2.7k words, fluff! warnings for mentions of nightmares and fear toxin, never goes in depth!

hello!! ive been super inactive as of late for a multitude of reasons, but mostly bc ive gone back into spy mode of having an online existence lol enjoy the fic! (better to read on ao3 imo!) lmk if i need to add any warnings!

pinterest photo links 1 2 3, title from this must be the place by talking heads!!

First it was Tim.

He had been taken off duty mid-patrol after a dose of fear toxin had been administered to him and possibly Jason. Even though he argued that he was fine, he took an antidote, and they should be more worried about Jason, Bruce persisted until Tim resigned for the night and retreated back to the cave.

He would never admit that his hands trembled with the scenes flashing in his mind on the back of his eyes each time he blinked for a second.

He would never admit that the hug he received from Alfred upon arriving made him tear up underneath the mask.

He would never admit that in the middle of the night, the lonely openness of the room and the creak in the hallway floorboards began to scare him enough to not sleep, prompting him to go to Bruce’s room because Bruce’s room was safe. Because Bruce was safe.

Bruce squinted in the darkness of his room when a weight dipped his mattress, beginning to sit up to ask what was wrong or if someone was hurt, but soon settled back down when he saw a teary eyed Tim crawling into the bed with Aurora tucked between his arms in a tight hug, thinking he hadn’t woken Bruce up.

Bruce would never admit that Tim woke him up.

Next it was Damian.

He had come home later than Drake but earlier than the others for school purposes, getting enough sleep the night prior was valued for the loud and noisy classmates he had to put up with for a majority of his day, along with getting his homework done on time for the next day.

He had finished his schoolwork, freshened up, and followed his usual routine for the weekdays, ready to sleep.

Except.. something was off.

He had traced back everything he did, and everything he did was in the correct order and routine…

Oh, his pacifier was missing from his bedside table. He must have left it in father’s bedroom from the previous night.

He folded back his covers and trotted down the hall, narrowly avoiding the loud spots on the floor and opening the door to father’s room, only to see Drake and father slumbering.

He continued forward, passing the empty and inviting spot on one of father’s side to grab his pacifier and return back to his bed.

But he paused, eyes and mind darting between the open slot on the mattress and the half open door, revealing the nightlights placed throughout the hall.

Bruce would never be able to explain the selfish disappointment he felt when he heard the door close, only for a burst of joy to replace and erupt in his chest when he felt Damian snuggle against his side, the pacifier knocking against his shoulder in a rhythmic motion.

This time, it wasn’t Jason.

He had been having nightmares on repeat— as if that was new,— the way he had been carrying himself and working the past few nights had been concerning at the very least. Everyone had noticed, but didn’t bring it up, until Dick came over from Bludhaven and took him aside.

Jason had admitted to not having great sleep recently, but had argued that, once again, it wasn’t new to him. He could work it out, push through. And once the nightmares have made their run, everyone can carry on their merry way.

Of course, nothing ever worked out that way for anyone in this family.

His head felt full of just.. a feeling of disturbance, followed by the fact that he was distracted by how his left arm and right leg weren’t cooperating with him, one of scarecrow’s men had whacked him square in the head, sending him to the ground.

The rush of cold air flowing through a crack on his mask hit his face, everything felt so far away. Why does everything feel so fuzzy? Why is someone yelling in my ears? Why are there so many sounds?

The hands under his armpits dragging him from his spot on the floor cut him out of his thoughts, his eyes burning along with his lungs, the loudness in his ears was just too much. He struggled against the hands dragging him, effectively flipping on his stomach and away from the person.

He blinked heavily up at the person, his vision swimming as he squinted at them. Dick? Tim? Bruce? None of those options sounded great to deal with right now.

Next thing he knew, he was jolting awake with panic and fear seizing in his chest, an overwhelming feeling of everything crashing into his system. He wasn’t in his room, he wasn’t even in a safe house, this was the manor.

With remnants of the nightmare leaping around in the fog of his mind, he clutched the sheets closer to him as he tried to move off the bed, but his limbs didn’t want to cooperate. His knees hit the cold floor with a whimper leaving his mouth, tears filling up his eyes quickly as he sat in his own misery.

Then it was Cass.

She almost always sought someone out for cuddles during the night, regressed or not. It was comforting being wrapped up in someone’s arms, but just like tonight, sometimes it was because it just got really cold and lonely in the manor.

Tucking her big bird plush in her arms as she wrapped her fluffy blanket around her shoulders, she ventured out into the hall.

Her hand was on the handle of Bruce’s door, when something felt.. off… There was an icy ache of worry forming in her chest, something in the back of her head to look around first.

Listening to her instincts, she checks all the rooms, some of them missing their owner, making her smile knowing she’ll have more people to hug tonight.

Two rooms, side by side, had light coming from underneath the door. Dick was awake, which was no surprise seeing as he slept until five in the afternoon, but Jason being awake set off the alarms in her head.

Opening it slowly to let him know she was entering, and thankfully not receiving a request to leave, she saw Jason sitting beside his bed with his face hidden by his arms resting on his tucked up knees. The blankets tossed around and his pillow shoved between the wall and mattress. Clearly not a restful night.

She sat beside him, at a distance for his comfort, allowing him all the space and time he needs, but letting him know she was there. She would always be there for them.

“Nightmare.” Jason grumbled, his voice muffled by his position. She hummed, nodding even though she knew he couldn’t see it. She knows how terrible nightmares can be, she also knows how badly they affect everyone in the family differently. Some had gotten used to them and could shake them off easier, meanwhile others couldn’t even close their eyes without an image of the bad dream reappearing.

“It sucks and— and it’s frustrating! I know I get them, and they still get me shaken up when it happens, and it sucks!” He says, throwing his head back against the mattress, letting his arms fall to his side.

Hm, regressed.

She takes big bird from her arms and places him into Jason’s lap. If he helps her take her mind off bad things, he should help Jason do the same.

“Big bird? What am I supposed to do with it?” He wipes his nose with his sleeve with a small scowl and questioning look at the plush.

“Him.” She corrects, “Hug.”

He pauses, looking between Cass and Big bird, before picking up the stuffed animal and hugging it, releasing a breath of what seemed like relief.

“Come.” Cass says after letting Jason have a moment of peace with big bird, standing up and reaching a hand out for Jason to take.

He takes it, the two of them walking hand in hand a little further in the hallway to Bruce’s room. Jason pauses at the doorway, but Cass pats his hand, nodding with encouragement.

Cass lays with her back to Tim, scooting as close as she can to make room for Jason— though that’s not too hard with how large Bruce’s bed is. Jason shuffles hesitantly, tucking his head under Cass’s chin and allowing himself to be hugged by her, whilst hugging big bird in his arms.

She won’t be cuddled tonight, but she’s always willing to repay what the others have given her.

“G’night, love you.” He whispers to her, nuzzling further against her in search of comfort.

“Love you too.” She murmurs back, a smile etched on her face as she drifts off.

After hearing a few doors and very quiet talking, Duke decides to get up from his bed of misery.

He had tried making it more comfortable over the time he’s been here, but sometimes nothing would shake the feeling of homesickness he still felt.

Plus, that fuzzy feeling— regression, he reminds himself— keeps making it hard to do anything but lay down and cry in his own sadness, curled up with his all too cold blankets and in want of a hug.

But it’s late, everyone is probably settled back down for the night and— and he couldn’t just bother anyone for a hug anyway. He’s new to this family, the dynamic, and he just.. he didn’t slide in perfectly like a puzzle piece yet.

Sure, he was close with them and he talked to them like family, but everything was still new and he continued to find out more things. Not only about them, but himself too.

And right now, he just feels small, tired, and homesick.

Though.. Tim did tell him that if he ever felt in need of a hug, no matter the time, Bruce will always be willing to give one to him— Perks of being the new kid, Bruce couldn’t really get angry with you, Dick added. And Bruce did give some good hugs.

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

He picks himself off the bed and goes down to the end of the hall to Bruce’s door. He can hear Bruce snoring on the other side, the sound of the sheets rustling every now and then. Maybe Bruce was just an active sleeper.

He opens the door and…

Pretty much everyone is already in the bed, like a secured spot dedicated to each and every one of them. Ouch.

His bottom lip begins to wobble as his eyes well with tears. It’s not that serious, really, but seeing all the others so adjusted and comfortable to do this like it’s a routine, meanwhile he still feels like he’s intruding on everything.. It’s isolating, to say the least.

He doesn’t know how long he stands there, staring at the absolute cozy and familial scene in front of him, watching like an outsider, like it’s a paused screen.

Dick hears the door to Bruce’s door open for the umpteenth time tonight, but he never hears it close.

Odd.

He clicks off his phone, peeking his head out quietly to investigate and Duke is standing at Bruce’s door, teary eyed, fidgeting with the frayed hoodie strings.

Alarms go off in his head immediately. Duke never seeks out Bruce in the middle of the night like this, and he certainly has never seen Duke come to anyone crying, so something must’ve happened.

He walks over, his steps unintentionally quiet until he purposefully makes a floorboard creak under his weight. Duke jumps at the noise and stares wide at Dick.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Dick whispers, bending over a little to get more eye-to-eye with Duke, reaching over to pull the bedroom door nearly closed to block the sound of them talking.

Duke glances between Dick and inside the room through the small crack, biting on his lip before shaking his head, wiping his tears away with the sleeve of his hoodie. “‘M fine.” He says wetly with a sniffle. Very convincing.

“Duke, if something is wrong, you can let me or anyone one of us know. We won’t judge you or tell another person.” He assures, trying so hard to get concern across and not worry and panic in his expressions.

Duke hesitates, “I’m jus’ not feeling good. Sad.” He says, his bottom lip quivering as more tears well up. “Jus’ wanna hug.” He says in such a pitiful way, Dick thinks his heart just got torn then ripped out of his chest.

“Oh, lightning bug, I’d be more than willing to give you a hug— any of us would be.” He says, opening his arms for Duke to crash into, to which he promptly does. Tears soak through Dick’s shirt, though he doesn’t really care at the moment because his baby brother is sad, and he can’t have that.

“Did you want a hug from Bruce?” Dick asks after a few beats, he needs to figure out why the kid was just standing there. Duke nods against his chest. “Okay, so why didn’t you go in and get one, bug?” Duke hesitates again, holding Dick tighter.

“Didn’t feel right. Everybody is asleep ‘n cozy and.. I’d just be bothering them.” Duke says, muffled against Dick’s chest. “It’s scary being the new kid.” He says, moving his head to look up at Dick with a nervous look and tears steadily streaming down his eyes.

“Duke.. bud, I know it’s scary. You could never bother us though, especially if you’re upset.” Dick says with a frown, sorrow filling his voice as he runs a hand over Duke’s head comfortingly. “How about we go in there together? If you feel uncomfortable then you can leave or hug me tighter, how does that sound?”

A small and shaky— but still!— smile breaks onto Duke's face, making Dick smile back. The two walk over next to the side Damian rests on, seeing as the other was quite packed. Dick shuffles under the covers, Damian snuffles for a few moments, both Dick and Duke freeze until he flips over and nuzzles against Dick, who just combs his fingers through his hair.

Duke shifts on his feet for a few moments, then slowly climbs next to Dick, adjusting himself comfortably under the blankets and curling around Dick, who runs a hand up and down his back.

Within moments, Dick is the only one awake, smiling to himself as he looks over all of his siblings and his dad bundled together in peace. A giddy feeling fills his chest, a childish glee tugging at his mind. He holds Damian and Duke closer as he closes his eyes, happy to be sleeping surrounded by warmth and love.

Alfred checked all of the kids' rooms after nobody showed up in the midst of his cooking— let alone once it was done. No footsteps, no laughter, no tired groans from the ones who stayed up all night.

It was suspicious.

Nevertheless, he carried onwards to Bruce’s room, opening the door quietly, ready to start the daily routine of many years, until he saw Bruce already awake, surrounded by a pile of sleeping children.

“Good morning, sir.” Alfred whispers, a smile tugging at his lips at the sight.

Bruce huffs a breath in reply as he tries to sit upwards, shushing Jason when he whines at the subtlest movements or sounds, petting down his hair.

“I believe you might be stuck on the bed for the day, Master Bruce.” He says above the children, careful not to disturb any of them. Bruce chuckles quietly, “I guess I am. Not the worst situation to be stuck in though.” He says fondly, his eyes full of admiration and love for all his kids.

“Definitely not the worst.” He agrees, moving towards the bed to readjust Bruce’s pillow, seeing as the man couldn’t really move to do it himself.

Stepping away to leave the room, he pauses at the door. “I’ll come back with breakfast, perhaps a bedroom picnic is in order.” Alfred says, a twinkle of happiness shining brightly in his eyes as he leaves.

It may be Bruce’s bedroom, but the bed certainly does not hold one owner.

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nerdyprudesmuststim · 9 days

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jason x richie stimboard :D

⛧ with petre (golden retriever & black cat) stims !

☾ rq'd by 🥩 anon !

x | x | x

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natethreepoint0 · 2 years

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Yo! That's My Jawn: The Podcast - Ep. 3.17 - Jason Ager

Yo! That’s My Jawn: The Podcast – Ep. 3.17 – Jason Ager

An all new episode! Nate has an incredible conversation with his guest, Jason Ager (4:13). The two talk about their shared love of the word, “jawn,” regional dialectic changes, growing up the youngest of 7, bonding with his dad over a found shared love of Creedence Clearwater Revival, the musical influence of his older siblings, finding the music of his own, MTV and music videos, taking piano…

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#austria #g. love #german literature #grape room #grape street pub #interview #jason ager #jawn #lia menaker #music #Nate Runkel #philadelphia #philly #podcast

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tinyowlet · 4 months

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regressor!jason voorhees moodboard ~☆

#this is so self indulgent #agere blog #age regression #agere #sfw agere #sfw interaction only #sfw age regression #age dreaming #agedre #agere moodboard #horror agere #spooky agere #regressor!jason voorhees #slasher agere #fandom agere #agere boy #boyre

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nerdy-prudes-must-age-regress · 5 days

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something something little!richie cg!jason??????????????????

nicknames. rich, puppy/pup, weeb, nighthawk.

ugh. i love tje..

OH THE SWEETIES <3

Jason would be such a good caregiver man he’d absolutely baby richie and play with him

#hatchetfield #hatchetverse #agere #agere hcs #tgwdlm #bf #npmd #the guy who didn't like musicals #black friday #nerdy prudes must die #richie lipschitz #jason jepson

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s3cr3tjuic3 · 7 months

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PJO AGERE HEADCANONS!!! I DID IT!!!

PROPHECY 7 AGERE HEADCANONS!!!!

Percy: is a flip! he mostly has a caregiver lean, and he's a big brother caregiver to all the others (minus Annabeth). Percy is used to the big brotherness and easily includes it in his caregiving when caring for one of the others. He very easily keeps up with playing along with any silly bits that the kiddos come up with. he's also very strong and loves picking up and carrying the kiddos, especially to make them giggle or lay them down for a nap. when percy regresses, he's very quiet and cuddly. his age range varies, since he usually regresses involuntarily. annabeth is his main caregiver but some of the others dont mind watching over him (except coach hedge, ever since he tried to let percy play with his weapon collection, he's been barred from watching him). and if he's not cuddling with someone, then he's sleeping. you know that boy is tired! Sally has so many pictures of Percy curled up into Annabeth's side wrapped in his favorite blue blanket.

Annabeth: flip! Annabeth has a regressor lean, she's very chipper when small. She's usually in the toddler range, around 3-5. Percy is her main caregiver but just like Percy, the other cgs dont mind looking after her, although only Percy can keep up with her energy. Annabeth loves playing pretend. when Percy and Annabeth visit Sally, Paul, and Estelle, Sally sets up playdates for Estelle and Annabeth. Sally also has plenty of sleeping little Annabeth blackmail. Annabeth mainly caregives for Percy, she's started working out so she could carry a sleepy Percy around the Argo II. Percy is known for koala clinging to Annabeth.

Frank: regressor! Frank mostly regresses involuntarily as well and he regresses around 4-8. he's not very open about it but Hazel and Percy have learned to notice when he slips and are usually the two who take care of him. He's usually quiet and cries easily so he hides in his room. Hazel is his main caregiver. Frank hides them but he loves collecting plushies, and he has a collection from piper alone. Hazel and Percy often buy him some plushies after a difficult mission. Leo even made Frank a toy archery set with velcro and fabric; Frank isnt as good as archery when he's small but he still has accurate aim. although, he just prefers playing pretend with his plushies with Hazel and occasionally Percy. He's very easy to tire out and to be put to bed.

Leo: flip! he's a frequent babysitter for kiddos who's cg is busy but he's mostly a regressor. His age range is about 2-5. Piper and Jason are his caregivers. Leo is a very energetic little and it's a good thing he has two cg because otherwise, no one would be able to keep up with him. Piper and Jason have to drag Leo away from his tool belt. although he does spend time with Festus in the engine room. Piper and Jason just gang out since they cant understand Festus. But with how Leo talks when he's regressed, they dont know if Festus can understand him either. Leo mainly wants to drag his cg's around and play pretend with. Jason had to figure out how to make wooden weapons so Leo wouldnt hurt himself or someone else. They unfortunately learned that real weapons and little!Leo do /not/ mix well. ...thanks again Coach Hedge! Also, since Leo was gifted with the power of fire, he likes to be completely bundled in blanket when he's put down for a nap, though he doesnt go down without a fight. It usually takes Jason promising a few too many piggyback rides before Leo will let either of his cgs put him to bed. Piper knits blankets upon blanket for Leo to curl up with. And that boy always has dirty laundry. even when he's not working around the ship, even when he's in his play clothes, he still manages to get really dirty.

Hazel: is a caregiver! She mostly cares for Frank but she watches Percy and Annabeth if they need it

Piper and Jason: are caregivers! They both are Leo's main caregivers. Piper organizes days where the littles can do arts and crafts and Jason helps out where the kids need it.

General: Annabeth, Leo, and Piper have helped all the regressors decorate a space for themselves to freely regress in, as well as make and design toys. Piper and Jason work with Leo to make fake/wooden weapons for any of the kids. Piper also knits blankets, sweaters, and plushies for all the kiddos

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b4by-b4t · 5 months

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Dick Grayson and Jason Todd agere boards !!!

I hope Jason’s comes off as kinda petre, that’s what I was aiming for with the doggies hehe

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sillysaurus · 21 days

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🪲🍋🌳🎖️🪵⚡️🌿

#age regression #agere #sfw moodboard #agere moodboard #moodboard #cotc #craig of the creek #jason cotc #boy scouts #boyre

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pekejscatbed · 7 months

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Band-aids and too many scars | Jason Todd centric

info/warnings:

SFW age regression, little! Jason, slight cg! Bruce, slight cg! Alfred, lots of fluff with a dash of angst (only a sentence)

batman masterlist

song: little space - sxye

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It's not the first time Jason finds himself in this position, breaking into Wayne Manor and crawling through his adoptive dads bedroom window while said dad is away at some fancy gala or work meeting, and it's also not the first time that Bruce's bedroom window has been left unlocked and Jason wonders if it's on purpose- if Bruce is aware of what his second son is doing, breaking into his room and regressing to the age of a child to relive the childhood he didn't get to experience, and if Bruce is intentionally leaving the window unlocked to make Jason's feats easier. Either way, Jason tries not to think about it too much, because he really doesn't want Bruce to know about his regression, even if Bruce is the one person Jason craves when he's slipped into that state of mind, and instead he just chooses to believe that the constantly unlocked window is merely a coincidence.

Today, Bruce is attending one of the many galas Alfred urges him to go to in attempt to keep up appearances, and Alfred is with him as part of his "butler duties" as he calls them. Dick is still in Blüdhaven, Tim is on a date with his boyfriend, and Damien is... Jason isn't sure actually- that kid can disappear- but he's not at the manor, so Jason's happy (yes, Jason stalks his family, so what? it's not weird-). Since no one is home, it's the perfect time for Jason to indulge in his coping mechanism, which just so happens to involve breaking into his dad's bedroom, yes- but, in Jason's defense, being in the head space of child makes him crave his childhood home and the comforting smell of his Daddy's cologne, okay?

Speaking of his Daddy, little Jay is currently sitting on his Daddy's king-sized bed, pulling little gear out of the small, black backpack he brought with him. The first item Jay pulls out is his black bat Hello Kitty stuffed animal, a Beanie Baby Halloween plush in an orange outfit with details in the same color. Next, he pulls out two coloring books, the first being Superhero themed and the second being of the Lisa Frank brand; he also grabs a few small packages of crayons. The last thing Jay grabs from his bag is his pacifier, black with a red handle, decorated with a small array of stickers.

Jay slips the paci into his mouth, lightly suckling, and opens his Lisa Frank coloring book; he flips to a page of a girl in a princess dress, standing on what looks like a castle wall, a vase of flowers on the floor next to her. Grabbing a light brown crayon, Jay colors her skin first, then switches the color to a dark purple to color the girls curly hair, lips, and eyeshadow. Next, he grabs hot pink to color her dress, switching to a light pink to color the big bow on the front of her gown. Jay then moves onto the flowers, filling them in with different shades of purple and pink, then colors the vase with a orange-ish-brown. Finally, Jay colors the castle walls grey, switching between dark and light shades for every other brick.

The little continues coloring for a while, filling in a couple more pages, the last he does being a picture of Batman from his Superhero book, a present for his Daddy when he's finished, though he knows he'd never actually give it to the man (Jay wipes away the tears building up in his eyes with a sniffle, wishing the thought away). Once the picture is fully colored, Jay smiles at his work with pride, before a small yawn escapes his lips, muffled by his paci. His eyes start to close and his shoulders begin to droop, and the boy realizes just how sleepy he is and lies down on side, curling in on himself and grabbing his Hello Kitty stuffie to cuddle up to his chest. In his small, sleepy state, Jay falls asleep in the comfort of his Daddy's bed, forgetting that he really isn't supposed to be there in the first place.

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When Bruce comes home and steps into his room, the last thing he expects to see is his second son asleep on his bed with a stuffed animal in his arms, an adult pacifier in his mouth, and a mess of crayons and coloring books next to the boy's body. The man takes in the sight before him, a fond, although slightly confused, smile on his lips.

Alfred comes up behind Bruce, wondering why his Master has stopped in the middle of his doorway with a genuine happiness on his face, though the butler immediately understands when his eyes lay on Jason, and he smiles, too, then whispers, "It seems Master Jason has made a mess. Shall I clean up for him?"

Bruce nods, though advises Alfred to be quiet, careful, not wanting to risk waking his sleeping son, then lightly walks towards his closet to change out of his suit and into more comfortable clothes. Alfred understands and quietly puts away all the crayons in their respective boxes, going as far as to put them in color order, then moves to pick up the coloring books, eyes widening when he sees the open page of a fully colored Batman. The butler waves over Bruce, who is pulling on a shirt, and shows him the carefully colored picture, hand drawn hearts covering the border as well as the single word, "Daddy".

Grinning, Bruce takes in the picture, asking Alfred to rip it out of the coloring book for Bruce to keep (Alfred has always been better at tearing along perforated lines than Bruce). Alfred does as asked, then gently puts the packages of crayons and coloring books into the backpack at the end of the bed, making sure to keep the Batman page out. As he does this, Jason shivers from his spot on Bruce's bed, a mumbled, "Daddy" falling from his lips as his pacifier gently slips out of his mouth and onto the bed next to him. Both Alfred and Bruce smile warmly at the sight, and Bruce grabs the fuzzy blanket at the end of his bed and gently covers his son with it. He then grabs the pacifier, asking Alfred to clean it off, then slowly pushes it back between his sons' lips. Once Jason is warm and comfortable, and the bed is clean, Bruce and Alfred both quietly make their way out of the bedroom, Bruce slowly shutting the door behind him with the coloring page in hand.

Together, the Master and his butler search the internet for answers to Jason's behavior and learn about the terms Age Regression and Little Space, quickly understanding the coping mechanism and how and why it would benefit Jason.

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When Jason wakes up, all his coloring tools are put away, and moonlight shines in through the window he came in. His eyes widen, realization setting in; someone saw him. Quickly, Jason shoves his pacifier and stuffed animal into his bag, momentarily pausing when he comes across a plastic baggie filled with chocolate chips cookies. A light blush spreading across his tanned cheeks, Jason shakes his head, leaving the same way he came in.

(He eats the cookies when he gets to his apartment, the taste immediately giving away who baked them: Alfred. Jason smiles.)

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