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nottapossum · 2 days
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Hazbin Hotel Classification AU: Itty Bitty Sinners as Caregivers/Littles: More detailed character notes
Alastor🦌 & Rosie 🌹
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Alastor: 100% Little
Unknown classification...
But we do know Alastor does regress, at least!
Little!Alastor ❤️ 🦌
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🦌Alastor has no offical age range. He ranks from tiny baby to angsty teen.
He just knows he's smaller sometimes, and he never knows what age he is while he's small.
🦌Alastor doesn't know how to play with other littles. He's not sure how normal kids behave because he's never been a normal kid and didn't have any friends when he was an actual child.
🦌Alastor loves being sang to, there's nothing that makes him happier ❤️
🦌Alastor loves being bottle fed blended, especially fresh deer meat! Yummy!
🦌When Alastor is really very small, he sometimes can't talk but will resort to making fawn, deer, or Elk-like sounds like: bleating, barking, hissing, grunting, or bugling.
🦌Alastor is also a deer regressor, but a lot of the time, it's intertwined with his age regression. Which makes sense considering he's a deer demon. But his deer-like instincts will become more prominent when small, resulting in him sometimes forgetting he's not a deer.
🦌Alastor is terrified of Dogs, if one is near or if he even hears a dog barking somewhere, he will either run, cower to Rosie, or he will use magic to defend himself. Depending on the specific circumstances and how old he is.
One time, the other littles were watching TV (Al was not! He hates that stupid noisy sound box thing), there was a big scary monstrous dog barking and howling on the screen.
So, Alastor panicked! He was so freaked out that he destroyed the TV and ran into Rosie's arms. He didn't let go of her for hours. (They decided not to watch Bluey when little Alastor is around anymore.)
🦌Sir Pentious made Alastor a Rattle!
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🦌Alastor loves being read to when small. Books are one of his favorite things!
🦌Alastor needs diapers/pull-ups sometimes, but he only trusts Rosie to change him. If she's not around, his shadow helps him when necessary ❤️
🦌Sensory overload: Alastor is sensitive to noise, bright lights, strong smells, and textures.
He'll get overestimated easily if there's a lot of noise or bright lights, and he'll need to go to his room for a bit to recover. ❤️
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🦌Alastor will grip his hair tightly when he's overwhelmed or stressed out, and sometimes he will pull out little bits of his hair. Rosie has noticed and made him some baby mittens to keep him from doing that, as well as accidently scratching himself. (He does not like the mittens, but he trusts Rosie, so he will wear them without a fuss...sometimes...)
🦌Alastor is very clingy to Rosie when he's small, but when he's a teen, he's sorta emotionally distant.
Rosie understands him needing space and tells him that he can take all the time he needs, but to let her know if he wants to talk.
He enjoys talking to Rosie when in his teen headspace, she's very understanding and kind.
She listens to him and takes him seriously, and it means a lot to him.
🦌Alastor doesn't know how to play with other little ones...he never had friends and doesn't know how to play.
🦌Alastor will often have panic attacks or randomly cry for his mama when he's small.
He doesn't always remember where he is and gets very scared.
🦌Alastor hates being alone when he's regressed, so even if he doesn't trust anyone there, he will hang out with the other littles or adults that are around. And if he can't figure out how to participate, he'll just watch them.
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Rosie the Caregiver
🌹Rosie is a very gentle and kind caregiver... but she's also very strict when she needs to be. And with a little like Alastor... she needs to be.
🌹 Alastor is normally fairly well-behaved when Rosie is around, just wanting to spend time with her and be coddled the whole time.
🌹Alastor isn't a bad little, not at all. He's actually very sweet and a lot of fun. But he isn't always - or often on his best behavior.
Alastor isn't always easy to take care of. He hates letting other people take control, even when necessary, so he'll often fight her on stuff, even when it's not necessary to.
Alastor also gets into mischief when he's bored. He'll chew on stuff he's not supposed to climb on stuff he's not supposed to. Sometimes, he'll even break stuff simply because he's bored.
For times like these, Rosie is quick to warn Alastor of the consequences of his actions. Giving him a chance to apologize or make things right.
If it was only an accident, no punishment is needed. He only needs to help fix the issue.
But, if he's being blantley disobedienr and refuses to apologize and make things right, she'll have to punish him to ensure that the action won't be repeated. (At least for a while)
Her punishments are different depending on how severe the behavior was and how small Alastor is at the time.
When he's baby, a nap or an early bedtime is all he needs.
When he's toddler, a time out, a nap, or an early bedtime is in order.
When he's a kiddo, she'll have him write lines, do a chore, get a time out, or he'll lose a privilege.
When he's a teen, she'll either ground him, give him a time out (its for any age really), make him write lines or an essay, assign him a chore or chores to do, or take away privileges.
Alastor knows that when Rosie gives him a punishment, the only way out of it is to just get it over with. No level of negotiation will help. If anything, it only makes the situation worse.
🌹She is a firm caregiver, and she will not tolerate foolishness from Alastor. She doesn't tolerate biting, throwing tantrums, or throwing anything.
She will always make sure he's on his best behavior (she tries, okay? Lol). Reminding him to use his manners and play nicely with the other littles.
🌹 Rosie would never speak harshly to Alastor or make him feel unsafe or like he's a bad kid, not in any way. She knows how sensitive Alastor is about that, and she knows to be careful with him.
🌹Rosie constantly fusses over Alastor, making sure he's clean and happy and getting all the attention he needs! She gets so excited to spend time with her little one! She loves him so much and doesn't get to take care of him too often.
🌹Rosie will call Alastor as often as she can to check on him since he no longer lives in cannibal town. (She'll call him at least once a month.)
🌹Rosie would do anything to make sure Alastor is okay. He is her deer-est friend. (Pun, haha!)
She knows Alastor isn't always honest when he says he's fine, so she'll go the extra mile to make him happy if she has any doubts.
🌹Rosie makes all Alastors' little clothes and his baby blankets too!
🌹Rosie gave Alastor his first ever Pacifiers. Her way to show him that she accepts him and cares about him.
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🌹Rosie loves carrying Alastor in her arms as often as she can. (As often as he'll let her)
🌹She loves to shower Alastor with all the love and cuddles she can give. He doesn't care for such displays or compliments when he's big, so she takes advantage of it when she can.
🌹She loves to rock Alastor to sleep, pet his ears gently, and sing to him. She loves to be there for him, make him feel safe and sound.
🌹Rosie is a great cook! And knows all sorts of good recipes for Alastor that he'll actually eat. (He's a bit picky. He only eats food that is seasoned properly)
🌹When she knows Alastor is feeling small, but he's not ready to admit it, she'll subtly baby him until he fully slips. She knows exactly what to do to get him to be small.
🌹Rosie has a nursery in her home, specifically for Alastor. It's decorated in all deer and forest!like for him. It has some of his favorite little books, a full crib, toys, and a whole wordrobe.
🌹She especially loves having little alastor around cannibal town because the other residents there know of his little self. So they can go walking outside, meet up with some friends, and she doesn't have to worry about him being a secret. She hates having him cooped up all the time.
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Nicknames!
🦌When little Alastor calls Rosie: Rosie, Posie, Roe, Mommily, lolly, lee, lily.
🌹Rosie calls little Alastor: Hart, My Little Wendigo, Bambi, baby, young man, Little Fawn, stag, buck, starling, deer, deer-est, sweetie/sweetheart, precious, love, darling.
❤️Charlie calls Little Alastor: Kiddo, sweetie.
💜Vaggy calls little Alastor: Child.
💖Angel dust: Smiles, smiley, strawberry, Rudolph dasher, Vixen, prancer (exc lol). Kiddo, deer-o, squirt, bud, small fry.
💕When Angel is little, he calls Alastor: Sven and Bambi in association with the Disney movie characters he resembles. (In hie opinion at least)
🧡Pentious calls, little Alastor: Young one, deer, or just Alastor.
❤️Husk calls little Alastor: Kiddo.
🩸Niffty: Baby deer or the baby if she's small too.
Bonus!
Mimzie the babysitter!
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✨️Mimzie used to be Alastor's caregiver... For about 4 days before they agreed, it wasn't going to work out due to Mimzie not being up for the task.
✨️Mimzie does love little Alastor, though, and would do almost anything for him. (As long as it's not inconvenient to her.)
✨️Mimzie calls Alastor kitten 💕 why? Just cuz. To her, that's what he is. And sometimes she'll even call him cheshire cat or chesh.
✨️She always brings treats for Alastor. Any toy she can find or anything she thinks he would like, she brings him. She loves to spoil him so.
✨️She tends to rely on him more than the opposite (because he knows better), but when he's little, she tends to drop whatever it is she wants in favor of spending time with him.
✨️She won't babysit longer than a couple of hours because she gets bored easily, and there's just so much of Little Alastor she can handle. (She loves him, but he's a lot, and she doesn't know how to take care of him.)
✨️She'll encourage bad behavior like cursing. It's funny!
✨️Little Alastor is good entertainment for her. That's basically how she sees it. But that doesn't change his opinion of her. He loves his Auntie Mimzie!
✨️She loves when Alastor calls her Auntie, she wears that title well.
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Possum: Yay! Finally finished !!
This took way too long!
I gotta update my blog a bit, my masterpost says I've got too many links or somethin 🙄
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wolfseventide · 5 months
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i don’t love making original posts here lol but i am actually so curious about this. if you’re an age/pet regressor and an alterhuman, do they affect each other at all? in what ways? i’m kinda just wondering aloud but if anyone does wanna share feel free
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Agere Age Guide
2 years version
Hello, pumpkins! This is the second post in a thread of posts I'm making! You can find the first post here, I accidentally posted it to my alt account but the rest of the posts will be posted on this page. I also want to preface this by saying that not everything I'm saying here is going to apply to everyone and each and every person who regresses or dreams will follow these traits and stuff!
Okay, now to the post!
Traits and Behaviors!
☠︎︎This is about the time that babies start to get up and play around, small jumps, walking, bouncing and maybe even some small sprints
☠︎︎Babies this age are starting to like playing with other babies and parallel play could be really fun at this age, they may have trouble sharing though so make sure to have enough eye grabbing toys for all the babies
☠︎︎This is also the age where babies may start to throw more tantrums and have bigger feeling, they naturally want to test the boundaries at this age and they don't like being told no. They're also going to be a bit more bossy and want their way.
☠︎︎Since this is the time they're starting to have bigger mood swings and test the boundaries, that may result in having big reactions which may be aggressive, they may hit, yell, throw tantrums or even hurt themselves to try and cope with their big emotions
☠︎︎They may mostly use hand gestures but they're starting to babble a lot more and mimic language
Activities to do With Your Baby
☠︎︎This is a great age to play a lot of simple puzzle games and games to practice motor skills, patty cake is a great game to play with your baby and so is playing with toys like stacking blocks and ring-stack toys
☠︎︎Pretend play, these babies are growing up fast! They want to be just like cg. Playing dolls and stuffed animals, putting them to bed and feeding them is a great way to spend time with your baby
☠︎︎This is a great time for parallel play, though babies won't always feel interested or know how to play together, they still love to interact with each other and play together to some degree and parallel play is a great fun for babies this age
☠︎︎New textures and sounds are extremely interesting to babies in their two's! Playing with new textures like sand, slime, dirt and more can be super fun for these babies!
Foods and Recipes
These tinies are starting their food journey, they're starting to upgrade from baby foods and apple sauce to solid fruits and hard cereals!
This is one of those things that's very individualized to each regressor! I can tell you what this age range usually likes to snack on but you should ask your tiny what they like either way.
☠︎︎String cheese and yogurts
☠︎︎Cut up fresh fruits
☠︎︎Dry cereals like honey nut Cheerios and fruit loops
☠︎︎Oatmeal
☠︎︎Eggs and tasty proteins
Babies in their two's are starting their palate expanding journey, usually it's best to stay away from super strong flavors and stick to mild and bland flavors. Younger taste buds are much stronger than adult taste buds so when your regressor was a bio baby, they most-likely had blander foods so giving them some mild and bland snacks can be a comforting factor t their baby space
Shows and Movies
Again, this is one of those things that are super individualized to each and every baby! So still be sure to ask your baby what they like to watch either way! Some shows and movies two-year-olds like to watch are
☠︎︎Doc Mc Stuffins
☠︎︎Bluey
☠︎︎Storybots
☠︎︎Bubble Guppies
☠︎︎Octonauts
☠︎︎Peppa pig
☠︎︎Pete the cat
☠︎︎Mickey mouse
☠︎︎Disney movies are super great for babies this age two, the vibrant colors and animated voices are sure to keep their attention. Though with some discourse involving Disney has come up, I know a lot of people have stopped using Disney plus. You can still find some amazing shows and mov.ies on places like Netflix, Pbs kids, nickelodeon, and more!
Potty Time for the Terrible Twos
Generally, kiddos are using the potty on their own anywhere from 1.5 - 3 years old but that doesn't mean that kiddos older or younger may deviate from that. There's good info Here about how to properly diaper someone and what products to use
This is also a great video on how to diaper yourself if you're a baby who does their own diapy changes.
Know Your Baby
You're going to want to know and talk to your regressor before they regress with you! The only way you'll be happy with each other is talking about boundaries and the best way to cat or to each other's needs beforehand. Having the awkward conversations are hard but necessary
I hope this helped! Like I said before, not all these things will apply to all regressors in the 2 year range. If you have any questions, go ahead and feel free to drop a comment or shoot me a message
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tnynursery · 1 year
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♡ tips for new caregivers ♡
disclaimer: ageregression is not a kink, it is a coping mechanism. it is where a person reverts to the headspace of a baby, toddler, child or kid due to ptsd/trauma, or simply just for fun! this is a judge free, hate free page, any and all hate will be removed & blocked. if you are a mik (minor in k!nk), map(pedø), or sexualize age regression, please dni! thank you! ♡
1. get to know how old your little is, some age regressors can get to as young as a baby, some can be kids around 10 years old! some littles can be any age, which are called agesliders! so when your baby is regressed, ask how old they are! :)
2. some tinies go nonverbal, meaning they can’t/don’t speak, so if they do go nonverbal, do not force them to try and talk. ask them simple questions, such as “hold up how old you are on your fingers? do you want to color? are you hungry?” don’t use complex sentences/questions!
3. some baby’s have tantrums/meltdowns, do not be mean about it. tantrums can be a result of having a bad day while they were big, being overstimulated, having flashbacks, and it can be as simple as a change of voice while you were talking to them, so just be careful.
4. set some rules with your tiny! such as a bedtime/naptime, when to eat, playtime rules, what they are allowed to say, (such as no cussing, backtalk, bratty behavior, etc.) punishments for breaking rules, whatever you can think of. don’t be afraid to put your foot down!
5. help your little but also let them have a teeny bit of independence.
6. baby your baby! call them cute nicknames! such as: pumpkin, princess/prince, sweetheart, and anything you can think of :)
7. pay attention to the little things. some littles chew the skin on their lip, their fingernails, the skin on the inside of their cheek, pick at their fingers, so just pay attention and when you see that they are doing something that results in them hurting themselves, even in a small way, get them to stop.
8. reassurance! reassure your little that their feelings are valid, and so are yours. being a caregiver is difficult and your feelings are also valid!
9. do not take away comfort items. these can me pacifiers, stuffed animals, blankets, toys, and more.
10. do not ignore your little as a punishment.
11. do not yell at them, it can trigger them.
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♡ activities ♡
1. naps!
2. coloring
3. bubble baths!
4. play with blowing bubbles
5. snacks!
6. bake something
7. do something crafty, can be found on google :)
8. play dress up
9. have a tea party
10. play with stuffed animals
11. chore’s together
12. listen to music
13. read them a stort
14. makeup (mainly for princesses)
15. pillow forts
16. play a game , video game or board game
make sure to have fun and just communicate! each little is different, and each caregiver is also different! both of your feelings are valid! ♡
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ittybittyowls · 4 months
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Age Regressor!Amity Headcanons
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Amity started age regressing shortly after she got into highschool, as that’s when her mom really started being strict(er) on her.
She spends a lot of time at the library so she found out about it in a book she read.
Her regression is mostly voluntary and rarely ever involuntary, and after a couple months she stopped denying herself of her regression.
When it’s involuntary she yells and doesn’t want to be touched for the beginning of it, but shortly after she quietly sobs and asks someone to hold her. She usually sleepy very quickly afterwards.
When it’s voluntary she makes sure to plan out all the little gear she might want, and she prefers to play on the floor rather than on a bed.
She regresses to around 0-4, and usually stays around the younger age. She prefers to use bottles and pacifiers and needs constant attention from whoever is watching her. She doesn’t like to be alone, even if it’s just ten minutes.
Her favorite items are a soft lilac blanket with cat patterns, and a small butterfly plush. She also loves crinkly-toys and anything that makes quiet soft sounds. (She does not like electric toys)
She’s a lot more shy when she’s little and is easily embarrassed, usually only giving mall babbles as a response.
Amity loves watching interactive shows that ask her questions, though she never really answers them.
She also loves face paint when she’s 3-4, and asks Luz to paint on her all the time. Sometimes she asks to be painted like a cat to match her palismen.
Speaking of, Amity’s palismen cuddles with her the entire time she’s little. Sometimes they have staring contests that result in Amity giggling and losing.
Her primary caregivers are Ed and Em, but eventually they stopped being as available and she asked Luz to be her CG.
She loves having play dates with one of her siblings or little Luz.
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writerof-thewoods · 7 months
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Regressor! R.M Renfield (From both the 2023 movie and "Dracula" 1931) Headcanons :D Mostly vent/angsty stuff, but there's some happier ones at the end
while he hasn't really aged both physically or mentally since that night, but he knows that sometimes he feels younger, though unsure of why. It's only in the rare instances where he's alone however, because god knows what would happen if Dracula found out.
at first, he doesn't even recognize it's happening. Perhaps it's his mind playing tricks on him, or Dracula putting visions in his head, but he finds himself slipping away. To a time when he was a young boy hopelessly in love with the woman who'd be his wife. the bittersweet joy cuts him harder now than it ever had.
his mind works quickly to shut these feelings, this wanting to be rid of his mortal troubles; away. He just can't, if for not the obvious reason, then for his sanity. And in pure despair and confusion, the younger, childike boy that takes over feels like a distant memory.
he tries to remember the stiff, yet warm feeling that was his childhood home. Not much is clear as he watches families pass on through time. and as a result, he knows that there is neither a place where he belongs in that dichotomy, nor a time where he'll get it again.
but he wants it. so badly. he wants so badly to feel the warmth of another human being, the gentle yet firm praise of a father that isn't shrouded in cruelty or manipulation. the stolen books he buries himself in fill that gap somewhat because at least the characters can experience that, even if he can't.
the years of delivering undying servitude towards his master have him wondering if he's really deserving of this. After all the lives he'd taken out of survival, should he really be feeling this way? But, the brain doesn't always respond in the way we want it to. The child doesn't understand, and Renfield can't force him to. Not in this state. Yet, he still struggles to let himself feel it.
he doesn't sleep at night. too haunted by nightmares and his mind thinking racing with every little thought. Instead, he lets his hands take over, focusing on something other than his past. he draws, plays the few piano pieces he remembers from his childhood, really, just anything where he can create something. Something that's real.
if he wasn't already a sensitive soul, then he most certainly is now. Anger, sadness, regret, fear all overcome him at a sudden moment. one would think he was losing his mind, but in reality, the boy's finally letting himself feel. Even if that results in hoarse, gut-wrenching "tantrums" or crying at the kindness he's finally given by another person after almost a century.
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midnighmoonligh · 5 months
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Fandom
Call of Duty
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Characters
Y/N ; Gender Neutral ;; They/Them ;; little
Simon Ghost Riley ;; He/Him ;; CG
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⚠Content Warnings⚠
Little bit of cursing & blood, teasing about regressing, & COD so yk.
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Plot Summary
Y/N and Ghost were assigned on a mission with the rest of the 141. This mission resulted in staying in a safe house where Ghost would discover Y/N is an age regressor despite their efforts to hide it.
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The mission had been pretty long so far, not something he expected. Simon Riley, Ghost, looked over to Y/N as he, and the task force, we're riding to a safe house. The car was so awkwardly silent. He watched as you seemed so stuck in your head. While this wasn't rare for you, he still found himself curious as to why you always seemed to be this way after finishing a mission or when missions cooled down. Maybe you were thinking about something?
After arriving at the safe house, Ghost noticed how Y/N was behaving oddly, somewhat childishly. The safe house was fairly small, but had two bedrooms. So by Sundown they split off to rest. Gaz had been the first to go and rest, practically as soon as they got there he went to bed. The last person to fall asleep, on the couch too, was Soap. No one was quite surprised that Soap had tried to force himself to stay awake to give Ghost's insomnia company.
It wasn't long before the home had fell silent. You both were left awake together, you and Ghost. While it was normal for him to be awake at all hours of the night, he didn't really understand why you were still awake. Usually, you went to bed not long after Gaz would. So, out of curiosity he decided to ask about why you were behaving so childishly.
" Is something wrong with you soldier? " Ghost asked curiously.
Y/N had been settled down on the floor in front of the couch. You chewed on you're fingers quietly while watching the person who was sleeping on the couch, Soap. Soap slept so quietly, though occasionally a snore would escape him for a few minutes before he moved and fell quiet again. Even in his sleep, Soap was incapable of staying still. You looked up when he heard Ghost's voice, hushed and quiet as to not disturb anyone. It sounded so odd out of the large man who always seemed to be yelling at someone or something.
" What are you talking about? " Y/N dismissed awkwardly.
Ghost knew not to push Y/N, but he still was curious, he was his comrade after all. Even if he didn't express how much he found a family in the 141 task force, the feelings were still there regardless.
" You're behaving like a kid at the moment. " he said, " It was just a small question. " Ghost replied with a small huff.
He was genuinely curious since he had never seen someone act the way Y/N was acting right now before. At least not in person. He's heard about it before, but never thought anyone would actually reply on such a coping mechanism... Ghost's eyes flickered over as you pulled your egs up to your chest to sit more comfortably. You continued to chew on your fingers quietly. He had to resist the urge to slap your hands.
" We all act childishly, I don't see what your point is Ghost, " you replied almost defensively, not that he understood why.
" Well, true." Ghost paused, " But, I am not talking about general childish moments Y/N, " he explained, " I am referring to the fact you are chewing on your fingers like an infant."
He looked down at your hands to emphasize his point. Not long after, he watched you look down at them too. It showed that you didn't even realize you had been doing it. It was... oddly cute.
Ghost paused and sighed, " Do you need a chew toy? A pacifier? " he teased playfully.
You huffed in reply to his words, though they are more tempting than you cared to admit. You missed being on base. You missed your pacifier and your room, which you fought hard to not have to bunk with someone.
" Shut up, " you snapped with a huff. You stopped chewing your fingers and tucked your arms between your chest and legs.
Ghost looked at your change in behavior with a bit of amusement, his curiosity getting the best of him once more. Now he was sure, you *had* to be an age regressor, and now his suspicions where being confirmed. A smirk was starting to form under his mask.
" Oh, did I hurt your feelings? " He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. His tone remained playful, teasing even.
" No, you're just annoying, " you grumbled as you rested your head on your knees. You felt like you were being made fun of by the lieutenant.
" Are you sure about that, baby? " Ghost countered, teasing, and smirking widely. He watching Y/N, waiting for a reaction from you.
You tensed at being called that pet name, soon choking on your spit as you tried to reply. It embarrassed you with how much it made your chest ache. It reminded you how much you missed having a caregiver or just generally having someone there that cared enough to care for you. Your arms pressed closer to your chest while you kept your legs up and close. A devilish grin spread across Ghost's face, his eyes shifting to the ground for a moment, seemingly contemplating doing something.
He looked back up at Y/N, " Do you need a paci, baby? " he asked with pure amusement lacing his eyes.
He's never met an age regressor in person before... but he wasn't complaining. He had so many things he wanted to ask and try. Maybe his curiosity had grown so much simply because his therapist had recommended the coping mechanism many, many, years ago. You didn't reply. Rather, you hid your face in your knees. You didn't even mean to be so unstable in terms of headspace right now, it just happened. Though you did allow yourself to relax a little bit since they are at the safe house. Even if it wasn't entirely safe at the location. It was better than nothing.
Ghost took Y/N's silence for a sign of you needing one. He got up and rummaged through one of his backpack that he carried with him wherever he went, after a quick minute of search he produced a cute baby pink pacifier with stars on it. He then walked over to you with a grin on his face, holding the pacifier out for you to take. Your eyes flickered up. They widened with shock at the pacifier. Where did Ghost even get it? You fidgeted with your hands awkwardly. You still felt like you are being made fun of.
" Where did you even get that? " you questioned defensively.
" Does that matter? Baby needs a suckle?" He asked, smirking down at Y/N, and watching you for a reaction. The words made you want to hit him. Your hands clenched, only to relax as he remembered what would happen if he hit a superior.
" Would you feel better if I got a different colour, Baby? " The pacifier was still held out for you, the look of amusement yet to leave Ghost face. It made you want to cry from how much it felt like he was just making fun of you.
" But why, " you questioned as you stared at the pacifier, unmoving and clearly unsure if you should actually take it. Though his mind craved for you to take it.
" Does Baby want it more than he thinks? " Ghost questions with a grin, still watching for a reaction.
" Here, I got a clear and blue one as well if it makes it any better for Baby. " Ghost got the other pacifier out and showed it to Y/N as well, still holding the pink one out for you in case you did actually want that one.
You were shocked when Ghost pulled out more. How many did he have in there? You didn't understand why he was so comfortable with this whole thing. You felt more creeped out that Ghost had these things on top of everything.
" But like, why do you have them? Why do you really? " you asked, voice softer and more quiet than before. It was getting harder for you to fight the headspace.
" It's something age regressors use. " Ghost started to explain, " Some use them, and some don't, " He paused for a moment, " Just figured, since you're acting like one right now, " Ghost teased playfully.
" You want one, don't you? " Ghost questioned, still holding it out. " Take one, baby, it's okay really, " He smiled, encouraging Y/N to do so.
You huffed as Ghost dismissed you're questions again and instead explained that some regressors used them and others don't. You knew this, of course. Your eyes flickered down from Ghost's eyes to look at the three pacifiees you had been offered. You did want one, but the idea of letting yourself be little in the middle of a mission, safe house or not, was scary.
" I don't know, " you mumbled, loosing further grip on your headspace.
" C'mon Baby, " Ghost insisted as he kept the pacifier right in front of you, " It's okay to regress, especially since you're in a safe environment anyways. Go on. "
Y/N had always been on Ghost's good side, so seeing you upset in the middle of a mission just made Ghost want to make you happy again.
" It'll be fun, " He said cheekily with a wink. Now you really couldn't tell if he was being genuine or just an ass. Then again, you never felt that you could tell with him. He was so... confusing. You didn't know how Soap did it.
You remained hesitant. Your eyes flickered back up to Ghost before you caved and finally took one of the pacifiers. You took the pink one, the first one that had been offered to you. You slowly leaned back against the couch, still sitting on the floor and being careful not to disturb the sleeping Soap behind you.
Instead of using the pacifier you awkwardly fidgeted with it. You still felt unsure with the whole situation. Was it really okay? You couldn't convince yourself it was. It was making his head hurt more than you'd care to admit. Ghost sat right next to you, taking a seat on the floor.
He had picked up that you were still feeling unsure of the situation. He paused, thinking of what to say to make Y/N more comfortable with the current situation.
" It's okay, Baby. " he finally said softly, " You're in a safe environment, and you're still on a mission, nothing has changed " he paused again and looked away to think, " You're okay to regress. It's not weird, " he assured him in his typically stern, yet surprisingly gentle voice.
You felt odd that Ghost was being so gentle with you. If anything, you thought he'd yell at you or call you gross. At least now, he finally made it clear that he wasn't making fun of you and your regression. He was surprising being supportive of you. Slowly, you leaned against him. You rested you head on his shoulder as you continued to fidgeted with the pacifier in your hands.
" But what if something happens? I don't want to get in the way, " Y/N mumbled anxiously.
Ghost shifted uncomfortably, not used to Y/N being this close, but let it happen anyways. He paused again to think. You are clearly worried if you were going to be a burden if you chose to regress.
" You shouldn't worry. You'll be fine, " he eventually responded, " And even if it does put you in a tough situation, that's why I'm here and I'll keep you safe. " He awkwardly leaned his head against the top of your head.
You chewed on your bottom lip, peeling the skin until it bled without even realizing. Your eyes were focused on the floor while your hands fidgeted with the pacifier. The main reason you needed it was because you tended to hurt yourself like this. Even with Ghost's comforting words, you still felt scared. You shifted to lean more against him.
" Hey... Baby, look at me , " Ghost said with a bit of urgency in his tone at the sudden sight of Y/N biting on your lip until it bled, which caused a sudden amount of concern to Ghost.
He looked at you. " You need to tell me if you're ever feeling overwhelmed, okay? "
He paused for a moment, looking you in the eye's intently. His usual stern expression slightly faltering from concern of your mental state.
" Kay, " you whispered quietly. Your tone sounded a bit more childish than usual.
As much as you kept fighting your regression, you were starting to loose the battle with it. Your hands still fidgeted with the pacifier, not using it yet. You kept chewing on your lip despite the pain it was causing.
He nodded and continued to stay close to you his arm around your shoulder now to help you feel more comforted.
He noticed that you were chewing on your lip, which made his concern slightly increase, you were still not using the pacifier, even though you was clearly overwhelmed and anxious about something, Ghost is unsure what about.
" Baby, " Ghost started, " How about we try and relax for now, " He paused and continued, " And let's try out that pacifier, Baby. " He smiled.
You were hesitant, but nodded to Ghost's words anyways. You shifted a little bit before finally putting the Pacifier in your mouth. You didn't know what to do now, though you chewed on it anyways. You fidgeted with your hands now that they were empty. Ghost is pleased with your decision to finally use the pacifier and relax. He paused for a moment, debating on what to do now. He looked down at you who was chewing on his pacifier quietly. It was so cute.
" Good job, Baby, " He praised, which sounded a bit like he was speaking to a child.
" Do you want a stuffie or a blankie? " He asked, glancing around for either a comfy blanket or a stuffed animal to give you. There wasn't much in the safe house, nor was there very much space. However, the safe house did have a hell of a lot of blankets for some reason.
Ghost eventually grabbed an over sized fluffy blanket to offer you. He got up and walked over to Y/N and offered you the blanket, " Here, Baby, to go along with the pacifier, " said with a soft voice.
You seemed cold in the safe house, and Ghost had a blanket. Perfect. He figured maybe this would help you relax and regress a bit more. You tensed as Ghost got up, almost falling over too from the sudden movement. You sat up and rubbed at your eyes fairly roughly. After you looked up when the blanket was offered. You gently took the blanket, holding it close for a moment before dropping it in your lap pretty dramatically.
You reached your arms up to Ghost then began to make grabby hands to him. You were upset that he had gotten up at all, even if it was for a soft and cozy blanket. Ghost paused when you suddenly made grabby hands at him, looking confused for a moment, then realizing what was happening. He smiled as he moved his hand and let you grab it. You calmed right back down as Ghost let you have his hand. Clearly, you had caved and allowed yourself to be little finally.
After you had taken the blanket and had grabbed Ghost's hand, he carefully sat back down beside you once again with a smile on his face. He couldn't help it, you were being so cute and sweet. You held his hand for a few moments before letting go and tugging the fluffy blanket around himself. It was so warm. As soon as Ghost sat back down next to you, you slumped right back against him. You curled up not long after.
" Baby, " he started, " I feel like I should hold you if you're allowing me to. "
Though, the question surprised you. You felt surprised that Ghost had asked to hold you, rather than just doing it. However it clearly made you happy. You nodded, giving Ghost permission to hold you. You didn't think you'd ever get used to Ghost asking to hold you.
Ghost seemed pleased by your response to the offer, his smile widening under his mask as he moved his arms around you. He lifted you up, scooping you right into his arms. You wrapped your arms loosely around Ghost as scooped you up and placed you in the larger man's lap. You melted against him without hesitation, cuddling right into his chest. He felt so warm and cozy now.
" Are you comfortable now Baby? " he asked softly, his tone sounding slightly less stern due to the fact you are being a good baby.
Ghost rocked you slightly as he sat you down in his lap and started to hum gently. His humming was soothing to you. You let out small babbles as Ghost hummed to you. It was soothing, both to hear and feel. Ghost stopped humming and simply sat back against the couch once again, with you in his arms. Though he still remembered to be careful not to wake up Soap.
" 'm comfy, " you finally replied, feeling sleepy now that he is holding you like this.
Ghost paused momentarily before speaking, " It's okay to regress. And it's okay to be little around me. Is that understood, Little Y/N? "
You gave a small nod, understanding really. You liked that you could be safe with him. You nuzzled into his chest as a yawn escaped. You finally felt tired, more so because of how warm and cozy you've gotten. Ghost smiled brightly as the small nod confirmed that it was now okay for you to regress around him and for Ghost to be comfortable with it. He paused for a moment as you nuzzled into his chest and let out a long yawn.
" Sleepy, Baby? " He questioned, " It's understandable. Go ahead and get some sleep. "
He adjusted himself to be more comfortable for you. He watched you melte into the fluffy blanket in response to his encouragement to sleep. You let out small babbles while you slowly drifted off to sleep. Once you fell asleep, he became quiet. Ghost rubbed your head as you drifted off to sleep. He looked down at you in his lap with a caring expression as you remained asleep.
Ghost paused for a moment, thinking. He then got up and went to carry you to a bed in one of the rooms that happened to not be occupied. As you were picked up, you began to stir. You whined softly and gently clung to Ghost, but the grip was pretty easy to get out of. He is happy that you are comfortable enough to cling to him so soon. He placed you gently within the bed and tucked you into the blanket that was kept on the bed as well as the one you we're still wrapped in. He did this to keep you comfortable throughout the rest of the night.
You settled right into the bed, quietly babbling as you fell right back asleep again. He paused to pat your head gently as Eyou fell back asleep. He is happy to see you at your most relaxed. Ghost then got up and left the room as you slept peacefully, allowing you to sleep for the rest of the night.
Ghost's eyes flickered towards Y/N from time to time throughout the night, making sure you didn't wake up and stayed cozy and comfortable.
He eventually laid down on the couch after you had been asleep for at least two hours. You had been sleeping for a good bit of time now, and Ghost was sure you needed to get some sleep anyways. He then laid down himself, his body relaxing as he closed his eyes for some sleep. He fell asleep on the couch opposite of the one Soap slept on.
The next morning Ghost stirred awake, stretching softly and groaning as he opened his eyes. When he opened them, he was met with a Soap smiling like an idiot. He frowned at this and shook his head. He figured the man was sitting there vibrating about him getting some rest for once. Slowly, he got up and made his way to the kitchen. He found Price at the, small, kitchen table reading an old newspaper he found somewhere. It was very stereotypical dad of Price, not that Ghost was surprised.
As he went to see if there was anything to eat, he quickly was pushed aside by Rudy cooking. Gaz was sitting on the floor in front of the back door to the backyard, talking away with Rudy who was making breakfast. Ghost just wanted something to eat, or tea. Hell he'd even settle for coffee. He grunted, awkwardly standing in the doorway of the kitchen so he wouldn't be so in the way.
Y/N on the other hand finally woke up. You stretched and rubbed at your eyes, whining softly from the sun that had fell in your eyes. You didn't have any memory of getting to the bedroom, but you didn't complain. It was better than sleeping on the couch. Everyone else who had with them were already awake, that much you could hear. You, clearly, had been the last to wake. The small home was nosy with heavy footsteps.
You slowly got out of the bed, looking for you paci as soon as you got off, before placing it back in your mouth. It brought you peace to have it back in place again. You carefully walked out of the room and looked for Ghost. You ended up finding Ghost standing in the kitchen talking to their captain, Price. You walked up behind Ghost and leaned against his back affectionately. You kept quiet, having woken up in little space.
Ghost flinched slightly from you leaning on him. He turned to give you a look the best he could, but as he noticed you are still a bit sleepy and in little space he decided not to say anything for the moment. Honestly if you hadn't clearly still been little, he would've yelled at you.
His cheeks warmed as you leaned against him, and he took a deep breath to calm himself down while he struggled to suppress a smile under his mask. His conversation with Price had fallen one sided. Eventually, Price gave a small wave to tell Ghost it's okay and returned to reading the old newspaper in his hands.
" Morning, little one. " Ghost greeted you, his voice quiet and pleasant sounding.
You didn't reply back vocally, but you did rub your cheek against Ghost's back. You wanted to make sure that he knew you are listening. Ghost smiled slightly as you rubbed his cheek against his back. Your fingers gently clung onto the hem of Ghost's shirt, remaining behind him and hiding from the other task force members who were trying to wake themselves up in the kitchen. He felt your fingers clinging onto his shirt and he smiled even more.
" You want some breakfast, little one? " He asked, hoping you would answer verbally this time so he knew you was indeed listening. Besides, he liked hearing your voice.
Unfortunately, you only gave another nod. It made Ghost sigh, but he didn't push it. He paused as he noticed Alejandro walk past them, only to get kicked out if the kitchen by Rudy. Rudy was somehow making coffee, pancakes, bacon, and eggs all at the same time. He slowly turned to face you, crotching down until he was the same height as you.
" How did you sleep? " He asked, the tone in his voice sounding caring.
You liked having Ghost crotch down to you. Even though you aren't actually that short compared to Ghost, it made you feel smaller. You let out a small giggle, reaching your hands out after to ask if you could hug him. You didn't reply to the question, rather you babbled quietly around the pink and star decorated pacifier still in your mouth. Ghost smiled slightly once he noticed what you are trying to do. He decided to just scoop you up so you could more comfortably hug him. Plus he'd take the excuse to hold little you. You squealed as Ghost scooped you up into his arms.
" Go ahead and hug me, Baby, " he chuckled and hugged you tightly so he wouldn't drop you. You bursted into giggles and wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning against him happily. You practically wiggled from how happy you are to be hugged by Ghost again. It was just so warm and cozy.
" It's always okay to regress around me, Y/N. And even though we are only a team, I am your caregiver on this team, if that makes any sense to you. "
Ghost's tone was warm and reassuring as he spoke, " If you need to, we can go to the bedroom and you can regress away from everyone else, but that's entirely up to you. "
You gently clung to Ghost while you kept him close. You rested your head against the taller's shoulder tiredly. Ghost smiled softly as your face was buried into his shirt and shoulder as he held you against his body, feeling happy that you trusted him enough to be small and vulnerable with him. You nodded in agreement to the offer of going back to the room you had woken up in. As much as you do care about the others there, you're definitely a lot shyer when little. You hid your face in Ghost's shoulder after a few minutes.
" That's okay, baby. Let's go head back to the bedroom, " he spoke with a tone sounding kind.
He turned to Price with a smile, " I will be back, Captain, " he shortly spoke as he stood up with you in his arms. His grip was secure and tight so he wouldn't drop you by accident.
Price was confused, but didn't entirely mind. At this rate, everyone was used to your regression. He gave a short not while Rudy turned around so suddenly it startled Alejandro.
" Cya Y/N! " he called out with a smile, before slapping Alejandro's hand from stealing from of the breakfast. Alejandro yelped and rubbed his hand with a pout.
That's about all you saw from over Ghost's shoulder before turning into the living room and disappearing down the hallway. Your arms were loose around Ghost as you traveled through the safe house. You babbled to him quietly, happy and comfortable with him really. The more you both got away from the rest of the team, the more you would babble and try to talk.
You and Ghost ended up spending the rest of the day playing in the room with whatever random, but safe, items you could find. He kept you company and made sure you took care or yourself. Occasionally Rudy or Price would check on you both, more nervous Ghost would upset you.
By the time everyone had to leave, Ghost helped eased you gently out of little space. He helped you with your gear and made sure you were okay before the headed out.
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Hi, I’m Tommy. I am an age regressor. One of my friends and I made a discord server for age/pet regressors/dreamers and caregivers. Please feel free to join if you are able to follow the rules of our community listed below. We hope to have a nurturing and safe community.
Rules:
1. 🍰NSFW Talk
All unsafe topics should be avoided completely, including anything involving s3x and/or s3xual context. our community is mostly minors and should be treated as such. all it does is make others uncomfortable, especially in a space with agere !! this being said, ANY mention of ABDL or DDLG related f3tish or k!nks will result in an immediate ban.
2. 🍪S3lf H4rm, E4ting D1s0rders
All mention of mental health struggles that could make someone uncomfortable or feel triggered should be avoided. This includes mentions of su1c1de, harming oneself via c7tting, b7rning, etc, trauma, and unhealthy behavior involving food OR mentioning oneself’s weight and size. This is for very obvious reasons. it is not appropriate in this community's setting, and many people involved in agere have mental health struggles that should be treated delicately and with care.
3.🍩 Venting
Please do not vent publicly on our server. Asking to talk to someone privately to vent to them is alright, if they agree to do so. The reason for this falls under the same reasons as rules 1 and 2, so that everyone can be comfortable without mentions of triggering topics. That being said, please do not join our server just to seek out people to vent to!! This server is meant to be a happy place for all people involved in SFW agere to meet others and make friends. It is best to avoid mentioning all together, so that our space can be as upbeat as possible.
4. 🎂 Bigotry
This is very simple; do not be disrespectful to others!! Any content that is made to disrespect a certain group of people is not acceptable. This includes racism, homophobia, transphobia, etc. Mentions of bigotry, even from the standpoint of someone who disagrees with it, should be avoided, so that no one can be triggered or made uncomfortable by it.
5. 🍨 Personal Information and Privacy
It is strongly enforced, for the safety of everyone, that no one should share their personal information. Anyone attempting to lure information out of others, including but not limited to their real/full name, where they live, or identifiable features and/or full images of their face, will be promptly banned. Everyone, keep yourself safe, and do not share any information that could compromise you at all! Images are allowed to be shared, WITH the obligation that your (or any other person’s featured) face is censored.
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mama-vaggie · 28 days
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OOC but also not totally-
Vaggie in my headspace has lately carried all the stress of my mental health issues that were only recently given a name to. This was not her choice or my choice. I can't fully separate her from them rn, but hopefully that will change as I'm trying to form a para that can take on...all that. Till the transfer happens, Vaggie has...well. Vaggie is struggling.
Vaggie has BPD from her tumultuous upbringing as an exorcist in training. She's got PTSD from actually being an exorcist and having her eye and wing gored. And she also experiences delusions, psychosis, and auditory hallucinations as a result of all this. She's still an age regressor. Sometimes these things overlap and she needs lots of extra help soothing and staying safe. She's still a caregiver. Sometimes these things overlap and she'll need to take breaks or put up a boundary that may not have been necessary before.
This is Vaggie now, and Vaggie will never be violent or post violent things. Vaggie will avoid obviously triggering topics, and do her best to tag everything that has the potential to be triggering. Vaggie loves Charlie and the hotel and being with other people but sometimes it's hard to say "I need help" or "I want someone to sit with me."
Please please please I'm not bad, I'm not bad. Vaggie just having a hard time, it's okay right? Vaggie's okay.
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lttl3babybug · 9 months
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Littledonnie littledonnie littledonnie
LITTLE DONNIE!!!
I don’t know if this was a request or not but I’m taking this time to give you my regressor Donnie headcanons bc he’s ABSOLUTELY my favourite turtle and I need to talk abt him or I’ll explode (I have brought my ‘87 Donnie figure with me to Holland, he’s my emotional support turtle)
Regressor!Donatello Headcanons!!
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👾I think Donnie would either slip for one of two reasons, Stress- from working so hard on all his inventions and tech or two Leo was bored and needed a playmate
👾In my head Donnie’s regression range is on the older end of the spectrum but if something goes particularly bad in an experiment or an invention he goes deep into regression
👾His usual regression range I’d say is maybe 6-8 making him more of a kid regressor but if something goes wrong and he’s deep into it I’d say 0-3.
👾Donnie doesn’t take very good care of himself while he’s big so he is absolutely not allowed to be left unattended while small, even if he’s at his oldest age
👾This frustrates the little tot. A lot.
👾But he’s easy to calm down, put him in front of the projector and stick Little Einsteins or Sid the Science Kid on and he’ll stop his whining
👾And I mean stop, that boy shuts up immediately. He could be in the middle of talking and if you turn those on he just stops and stares
👾On this topic science museums. (I could do a whole set of hc’s based off this) he loves them
👾He’s not allowed in his lab when regressed, that was a rule set by big Donnie out of pure fear that he’s gonna break something he worked very hard on
👾When Donnie first regressed he was scared. He got so scared, that he slipped further into his regression going from a solid 6-4 within seconds
👾He cried, then toddled into Leo’s room and cried more because he trusted his twin more than anyone else with this new strange feeling
👾After Donnie fully grasps what is going on he tells Raph and Mikey, Leo becomes his primary cg because he was the first to know and Leo is his twin, so if Donnie goes non verbal they can use their “twin telepathy”
👾Donnie swears the twin telepathy thing is fake but somehow Leo always knows what little Donnie needs
👾Donnie doesn’t bite very often (Little fun fact here, softhells are very possessive of their things and very often bite and don’t let go for awhile) but when he’s little, those chompers get put to use
👾Leo once took a crayon off Donnie once so he could colour in with his Hermano pequeño. Donnie bit. And Donnie bit hard
👾Leo didn’t bleed but he screamed, Raph came over and had to physically pry Donatello off his brother who was inspecting his new bite wound. It scarred over
👾After that they bought Donnie a paci- for Leo’s safety. It’s purple (obvie) but that’s it’s only distinguishing feature. Donnie doesn’t like the ones that are covered in gems and beads, they distract him too much
👾If both of that disaster twins have slipped it results in both Raph and Mikey taking care of them because, while Leo is a handful by himself and Donnie is relatively easy putting them together causes chaos
👾Donnie typically regresses to be the older twin in this situation so he’s easier to calm down and stop him being a little shit, then once he’s been told he’ll immediately tell Leo to stop
👾Don would be such a little cutie to take care of, an absolute angel for you as he politely awaits his praise and for you to tell him how good he’s behaving
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dino-boyo-agere · 1 year
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Not On Valentine's Day
╰→ Steddie AgeRe fanfic
[Word count: 1748] holy crap, that's a big boi!
.・。゚×゚☆゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚.✧.゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚☆゚×゚。・.
Character info:
Steve - Age Regressor (lil age 3-ish)
Eddie  - caregiver ("Poppa")
Plot:
Steve deals with immense pressure, caused by him planning a elaborate Valentine's Date for Eddie, while desperately trying not to slip into little space.
Tw! Angst, Hurt & comfort, mention of: impure regression, mental health, self loathing, anxiety & intimacy.
╰→ It's all kept SFW!!
! Age Regression is not a k*nk !
.・。゚×゚☆゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚.✧.゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚☆゚×゚。・.
Steve felt like he was going to burst under all this pressure, it was to much. He planned and prepared a romantic valentine's date...
Well, he wasn't quite done yet, even though it was already Feburary 14th.
It was still in the early hours of the morning, but nonetheless, his anxiety was through the roof. He barely got any sleep and he still had so much to do. Steve whished he could just curl up infront of the TV, in his PJs, eating fruit loops and- 
Oh, no..
He could feel himself beginning to slip.
No, he can't have that, not today, darnit..
"Get it together, Harrington.." he mumbled to himself, slightly slapping his own cheek, as a means to stay aware, stay alert, stay big.
He wanted this day to be perfect.
He wanted tonight to be a romantic and.. hecc.. intimate experience with Eddie. Not whatever his stupid, effed up brain wanted to make out of it.
He won't- no.. He can't let himself ruin this for Eddie, not again..
Why did he always have to make everything about himself? Eddie deserved better. He deserved a nice, romantic date, in which he would be the center of attention. And Steve was going to make that happen, today.
He pushed aside the self-destructive thoughts and his urge to regress, focusing soely on making this work. On making this day perfect, for Eddie.
So, he continued with the preparations to make this happen.
He went all out, exhausting himself more and more in the process.
The whole ordeal also took him way longer than anticipated, since he continually had to fight slipping.
While cleaning the house, he constantly got distracted by finding toys or other 'little stuff'.
Whilst cooking a fancy three course meal, he found it frustratingly hard to read and understand the recipe, resulting in him having to start over two times.
He had to calm himself down and remind himself that monsters aren't real, before being able to enter the cellar, so he could pick out one of the most expensive whines from his parents collection.
Upon selecting some romantic movies, he had to resist just throwing in- and watching a cartoon.
He had to give up on the idea of building a blanket fort, while making the bed.
When he took a shower, he denied himself using his 'spiderman shampoo', though he really wanted to.
And as he picked his clothes, Steve had to go with something elegant, instead of his cozy footed PJ's he so desperately wanted to snuggle up in.
Hopelessly klinging on to his big headspace, Steve had to remind himself to stay focused on the mission, constantly.
In the evening, he was finally done, right before Eddie arrived.
He embraced his boyfriend with a hug and excitedly explained his plans for the day.
Steve could still feel his brain being fuzzy, though he eagerly tried to hide it.
Eddie could tell that something was bothering Steve, he avoided eye contact and seemed to be restless. Always jumping up 'to get-' or 'because he forgot something'. 
So, he asked his boyfriend if everything was alright.
Steve just shrugged him off, stating: "Oh, yeah. It's- I'm just a little tired, that's all. And so excited for today, really."
Eddie knew he was lying, or at least not telling the whole truth, but he didn't want to push it, so he just accepted Steve's explanation and moved on from the topic.
The date was going great.
Their food was delicious and they've snuggled up infront of the TV, watching some cheesey romance movies. They liked judging- and making fun of the stupid decisions characters tend to make.
Under the blanked, Eddie started gently caressing Steve's thigh. As he was just about to lean in for a passionate kiss, he stopped right in his tracks, when he saw Steve's face. A look of unease, or even fear, in his glazed eyes.
Eddie knew that look. He knew it too well.. This was the look of a- no, of his deeply afflicted darling boy.
Immediately, he lifted his hand from the boys leg, ever so gently placing it on his cheek instead.
He rubbed his thumb against the soft skin lovingly & with such vigilance, as to not scare Steve further.
"Oh, oh baby, I'm so sorry." Eddie said, his voice shaking from guilt and hurt, for almost harming his little one.
He felt like punching himself in the face. How didn't he catch that sooner?!
He almost kissed his little one passionately, hasn't he looked up in time. What kind of awful Caregiver would he be if..
Eddie could feel his stomach turn at the thought of that.
"I'm so sorry." He repeated.
Steve was perplexed, at first.
He didn't notice how far he had already slipped, cuddled up on the couch like that.
He wasn't fully regressed yet, still capable of thinking  somewhat adult-ish. But it was definitely noticable that he wasn't fully there.
Nonetheless, he wanted to play it off, he's come so far, he won't let himself ruin this for Eddie.
"N- no, it's okay.. look." Steve tried to sound as convincing as possible, leaning in for a kiss, desperately pushing away the feeling of unease and disgust. Attempting to assure, not just Eddie, but himself aswell.
'Eddie is my boyfriend, darn it.. Why do I have to be so weird about this.. He's not disgusting..I should just kis-'
Eddie stopped his thoughts and advances, backing away, while gently holding Steve at arms length by his shoulders.
"Whoa there, Kiddo.. What are you- That's not appropriate!" He exclaimed.
Eddie was mortified.
Something was clearly affecting his little one in a very negative way and he had to know what it was. He had to know how he could help him.
Steve, meanwhile, grew frustrated.
"What do you mean 'not appropriate'? You're my boyfriend and boyfriends kiss." He snapped at the bewildered man in front of him.
Eddie remained calm.
"Yes, I am your boyfriend, when you are big-Steve. When you are little-Steve, I am your Poppa. And right now you are not big, Buddy." He explained, his voice assertive but tender.
Tears formed in Steve's eyes, prompting Eddie to pull him into a warm hug, kissing the top of his head. "It's okay, Darling. I've got you. You can talk to me." He reassured his little one.
Steve began sobbing, slipping further into his regression.
He started apologizing. "I'm s- so sor-ry. I ruined valentine days. I aways ruin tings an I'm aways se- selfish.. sorry.. sorry."
He was unbelievably upset with his actions and ashamed for again making everything about himself..
At least that's how he viewed the situation.
Eddie tightened the hug.
"Don't say that. You didn't ruin anything, nor are you selfish in any way.-"
His attempt to comfort Steve was interposed by the latter, who was vehemently fighting his regression once again.
"Yes, I did an- and yes, I am.. I always do this.. I- it's always just.. me. Me. ME.. This was sup- supposed to be y- you day. So.. so I tried to.. just.. s- suck it up.. and.. and.."
Steve was visibility shaking, when Eddie interrupted his rambling.
".. and just kiss me? Disregarding your own emotions? Ignoring how you felt unsafe and uncomfortable?"
Tears where forming in his eyes now aswell, at the thought of his Darling having to deal with such harmful thoughts, all on his own. Eddie's body also began to tramle too.
Steve looked up at him, having fully slipped now. Besides, he was to exhausted to fight it any longer anyways.
*¹ "Is sowwy. I kno it bad foa meh. I jus' wan u to be happeh. sowwy, Poppa."
He sniffled into his caregivers chest.
Eddie pulled him even closer.
"Steve, Darling.. I love you." He could feel hot tears running down his cheeks.
"Wether you're big or small. I'm more than excited to spend valentine's day with you." The boy in his arms looked up at him, wiping away a tear from his caregivers face, before letting him continue.
"I don't care if we eat fancy cuisine or dino nuggets. I don't care if we watch a romantic movie or cartoons. I don't care if we get intimate or just cuddle." He paused again, to kiss Steve's forehead.
"I am happy, as long as I am with you. So.." Eddie tightened his hug, pulling his Darling closer once more.
"..just let me be with you, whichever you it may be. Please stop trying to hide yourself, to try and accomodate me."
He loosened the hug, to gently grab Steve's face with both hands, lovingly looking into his eyes. "I love you, Steve. I love each and every part of you and that'll never change, ever."
Eddie was full on crying now.
Both of them embraced in a tight hug again, weeping into each others sweaters.
They stayed like that for a little while.
As the sniffling and sobs slowly subsided, Eddie could hear a soft whisper. So quiet, he couldn't make out what was said.
"Sorry, Stevie. I didn't quite catch that. What did you say? Could you repeat it for me, Darling?" Eddie asked softly, rubbing his little one's back.
"Pwomise?" Steve repeated, intently staring at his carer's hoodie strings, with which he was fiddling.
Eddie immediately understood what he was referring to.
"Promise. I'll always love you as you are, Sweetheart." He promptly answered and placed a kiss on Steve's forehead.
*² "Wuv yuh too, foreva.. pomise." The boy replied, now sleepily chewing on the strings of Eddie's hoodie, his eyes half closed.
He was exhausted..
Exhausted from all the planning and preparing.
Exhausted from trying to fight slipping all day.
Exhausted from crying so much.
Exhausted from having to deal with all those big feelings for so long.
After sitting there, cuddling for a while, Eddie got up. He turned on some soft music on his speakers, before carrying his Darling Boy to bed.
Kissing his forehead again, he whispered: "Happy Valentines day, Stevie." into the little one's hair, before closing his eyes aswell.
Steve knew he was safe now. In Eddie's arms, he was home.
His strength was barely enough to give a dazed "mhmm" in response.
Eddie was content with that answer. With Steve in his arms, he was home.
They layed like that, tangled up in each other's arms, snuggling, until they fell into a deep and much needed slumber.
.・。゚×゚☆゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚.✧.゚.*・。゚×゚。・*.゚☆゚×゚。・.
I hope you liked my little Valentine's Day story.
& thank you so much for reading!
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╰→ (Stevie's Baby-Talk Translation)
*¹ "I'm sorry. I know it's bad for me. I just want you to be happy. sorry, Eddie."
*² "I love you too, forever. I promise."
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local-lil-boy · 4 months
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Sooo, I recently learned that what I thought was just me being a silly goofy boy is actually me mentally regressing my age as a result of childhood trauma ♡
Anyone got any tips for a beginner regressor?
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paper--moons · 6 months
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Regressor!Geralt Headcanons
(with cg!Eskel)
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When it comes to witchers and whether or not they experience regression, there is no discriminatory factor based on the School of their training, because it is the commonalities that they share that make regression quite common. These commonalities by and large are some form of trauma—the trauma of being taken from home at a young age, the trauma endured while undergoing the Trial of the Grasses, the trauma of being ostracized from most of society to slay monsters (which, again, slaying monsters isn't exactly a pleasant experience, but rather a matter of survival of the fittest). Whether it be any one of these events or a long life of built up stressors, that burden eventually becomes too much to bear and something has to give. Even for someone that the outside world has labeled a 'mutated freak' at best and 'inhuman' at worst. But witchers are secretive as a means of self-preservation, and while their lifestyle might breed trauma responses like regression they aren't going to key everyone else in on this little fact. Most deal with it alone, though back when there were more of them it wouldn't be uncommon to see glimpses of one helping care for another. That's the only reason Geralt has any sort of inkling about what starts happening to him not long after the Blaviken incident. He hadn't wanted to get involved either way, had tried to dissuade Renfri from her plans but she had been stubborn and he got caught up in a mess like always... Killing was no stranger to him, but he hadn't wanted to kill Renfri. And something about it was the last stone on the scale, creating an imbalance within him that was now tipping down heavily into 'small'.
It's little things at first, things that are easy enough to repress if he catches them—like the urge to chew on the leather ties on his gauntlets, or the urge to play with Roach when they're stopped at a stream. Witchers, perhaps as a result of the mutations combined with their survival instincts, are quite good at denying their regression until they are settled someplace safe for what they expect to be an extended period of time. For Geralt, that place is naturally Kaer Morhen. So when winter finally rolls around and he returns home the dam starts to crack after months of repressing everything small. But the old castle is big, and he thinks he can keep hiding most of any sort of tell just by keeping to himself. Until they convene for supper, that is. Then it becomes a lot harder to hide how clumsily he's gripping his spoon, or stifle the slight whine when he spills some of his rabbit stew down the front of his doublet. Vesemir huffs and mutters something about him being fussy, and Lambert snickers, but Eskel? Eskel looks concerned, having picked up on the fact that this isn't just some off day for Geralt but something else. And that's all it takes, really—Eskel has always been protective of Geralt, the two having been in the same group to go through the Grasses together and being close enough that many people thought they were related by blood. While he figures Vesemir has decided to assess the situation from a distance, Eskel believes he will fare better if he takes a more direct approach. Which is why he decides to rope Geralt into a game of gwent up in his room after dinner. It doesn't take much convincing either, as Geralt is happy for an excuse to head up early and not have a round of drinks with the others. After all, it's far easier to hide what's happening if he's just with one other person, right?
Wrong. He was very, very wrong. He gets proven wrong fairly quickly, too. They barely have their cards out when Geralt finds himself slipping quite a bit, though Eskel is nothing if not patient. He doesn't laugh when he makes mistakes concerning the basic rules of their card game, only gently reminds him of how to play. Nor does he laugh when Geralt starts to find the game too difficult, the cards too hard to read. No, instead he simply guides him to bed once he starts rubbing sleepily at his eyes, saying they can share like old times when Geralt hints that the journey through the halls of Kaer Morhen seems scarier tonight. The suggestion is all too easy to accept with his head starting to feel so fuzzy, and without thinking he burrows himself into Eskel's chest and sighs when he's pulled closer. It's achingly familiar, though they hadn't taken such comforts in each other in decades. Such things had become too childish for them both at some point. But all of those years fall away as Geralt lets himself relax and melt into the reassuring hold his brother has on him. For a moment he had feared that it wouldn't be as comforting as he remembered, but if anything it was better than it had been. There was nothing to fear come morning—none of the trials could hurt them now, none of the harsher older witchers either that Vesemir couldn't always steer them away from. No monsters for them to hunt nor man to hunt them. Knowing that this time was different was soothing in a way he couldn't have anticipated. Not to mention the fact that his senses were much more heightened than before, his ears far more attuned to the steady thrum of Eskel's heartbeat lulling him to sleep.
They don't really have to talk about it come morning—even if Geralt had not woken up regressed, there would still be a silent understanding between them of what had happened. The change in Geralt was plain to see, and with regression being common among witchers, well... Eskel doesn't mind that his little brother is considerably littler now and instead just gets them both ready for the day. It's not that big of a deal considering the kinds of things they regularly go through; if anything this is a nice break for everyone involved. So what if Geralt regresses? All that means is instead of helping Eskel tend to the horses that morning he wound up toddling around the courtyard behind Lil' Bleater, pointing out things with an excited albeit soft noise of delight (apparently, Lil' Bleater attempting to eat a rock was the pinnacle of entertainment for the little wolf). And he would have probably been content to continue to chase after the goat all morning had they not gotten called in for breakfast. Geralt is reluctant to leave the goat, and even more reluctant to see the other two witchers if the way he attempts to hide behind Eskel is any indication. What if they aren't as okay with him being...with Eskel taking care of him? But Vesemir doesn't seem surprised at all, only asking Geralt who he wants to help him with his breakfast so he doesn't make a mess like he had at dinner. Even Lambert seems alright with it, the extent of his teasing beginning and ending at the fact that he can now boast about not being the youngest out of the wolves—at least while Geralt is regressed.
As it turns out though, Geralt stays regressed a whole lot longer than he thought he would. Nearly the entirety of winter he stays small, with the occasional period of middlespacing. Perhaps it's the way his body compensates for having to put it off for so long, but Vesemir assures them all that this is completely normal for witchers. This not only eases any worries (and yes, even Lambert was concerned), but the extended time he spends small gives them all plenty of time to get to know little Geralt. After about a week they feel confident enough to say that Geralt seems to hover somewhere in the toddler years, probably at around four if they had to pick an exact age. They also start to learn a lot more about his preferences—this is not to say that they did not know any of them beforehand, but that Geralt is what some might call a picky kid. He needs his things a certain way, or he gets very upset! Things like having a schedule are important to how he functions, and while big Geralt can usually brush aside any deviations from what is expected of his day with annoyance, little Geralt struggles to deal with any major deviations. Accommodations are made accordingly however! Eskel sits down with Vesemir and Lambert so that the three of them can come up with a schedule that not only keeps Geralt happy, but also one that keeps them happy as as well. Mornings he spends with Eskel, tending to the animals. Afternoons are spent with Vesemir, helping sort Kaer Morhen's bestiaries before taking a nap (along with the older witcher, who also needs a midday nap). Evenings he spends with Lambert, toddling after him as he takes stock of their supplies and preparing things for the following day. But Geralt always goes with Eskel when it's bedtime. He just can't sleep through the night without his big brother there to keep away all the bad dreams and scary monsters!
The normality that his regression brings is perhaps the most unexpected thing about the whole affair. The winters at Kaer Morhen were already something softer than what the rest of their lives often entailed, but Geralt finds that his regression makes the season spent there almost...domestic. Without the usual pressures bearing down on them all, with his regression stripping away the need to tiptoe around certain sentiments, they can exist almost like a normal family if only for a time. And it's nice, to pretend. Pretend that this was what life was always like, that he had had a childhood not filled with training and mutations. Most people might say that childhood is the spring of their lives, but for Geralt it couldn't be any more different. Winter is filled with short days and long nights, which bring the soothing crackle of the wood in the fireplace. The smell of burning pine coiling around him, the ever-present heat it gives off permeating the space and seeping into his body and with it bringing peace along with its warmth. It felt much like his regression did—safe and familiar, soothing in a way that it had been for all of those who seek the "fire's" comfort. But the fire brings other creature comforts too. The long nights aren't lonely, quite the opposite; nights are spent keeping the fire company, filled with story and song, filling stews, the reassurance of curling into his brother's side, and the soothing touch of his father's hand as he smooths back his hair. The fire and his regression were one in the same, keeping the coldness of the world at bay. And Geralt could stay like that forever if only he did not have spring on the horizon.
Leaving in the spring is difficult. As the snow starts to thaw and melt away, so does the soothing haze of regression that has been all-encompassing for many weeks. But Geralt comes back up with a new clarity to his thoughts and with the burdens he shoulders feeling noticeably lighter. Setting out on the Path again is hard for him, but perhaps harder still for Eskel. How can he be expected to let his baby brother go out into the world to hunt monsters when a few nights ago he was afraid there might be one under the bed? But it has to be done. While they are apart and fall back into the witcher lifestyle, there are small indulgences made throughout the year. Eskel, in his travels, manages to acquire what he's certain will become treasured items: two books containing children's stories and a carefully stitched plush horse from a toy maker in Novigrad. It might have cost the entire bounty he was rewarded for slaying a cockatrice, but it will be well-worth the coin the next time he sees his brother. And for his part, Geralt slowly allows himself a few quiet nights where he middlespaces between hunts. His biology might not allow him to regress fully until he's bedded down someplace deemed safe with someone he can trust according to some instinctual part of his brain, but he can at least alleviate some of the need to be small and lessen the stress. It's small things, like allowing himself to spend some of his hard earned coin on any sweets that the inn he's holed up in may have on offer, or actually taking the time to find a warm bath house as opposed to just washing off in a cold river. The coming year may present him with many new challenges and struggles, but Geralt knows that at the end of it all rest awaits him—on the days where his regression threatens to overtake him, he can take comfort in knowing that his family is waiting for him come winter.
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•~Sero Hanta Agere Headcanons~•
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Thank you to @happymirio for the lovely request! I don't know much about Sero, but he deserves more recognition! I hope you enjoy these little headcanons!🧡🧡
📎Sero is a middle regressor, with an age range of 10 to 12 (and a few rare instances of 13!)!
📎He's a flip, though he doesn't reveal his own regression at first to his friends
📎For his carer side, he's a huge babysitter for his little friends, especially the Bakusquad littles!
📎He's a great big brother and always plays video games with the littles he's watching, and he's big on making sure they're filled on snacks and drinks! No littles are allowed to run out of juice on his watch!🤍
📎On his regression side, he hides his regression for a while because he feels some of that shame about the regression, despite how many of Class 1A regresses
📎He feels weird for being one of the only middle regressors with an older age range
📎It takes some time, but once he finally opens up and comes out with his regression, it's a fun time for everyone! He has quite a few playdates! Everyone loves him, big and small!!🤍
📎Because of his older range, he still cares for his little friends though! He's very much like a cool big brother🤍
📎He loves lovesss orange juice! He has a cool black water bottle for his middle regression that's covered to the brim with video game and comic stickers- And it's always filled with orange juice!🧃
📎He loves comics and video games when he's regressed! Spiderman is his favorite for obvious reasons
📎...He mayyy have tried to swing like Spiderman one too many times during his regression, resulting in quite the mess and a few needed bandaids and tears🤍
📎He doesn't really have a caregiver or feel like he needs one. But Kirishima, Kaminari, and sometimes even Bakugou come over and play video games with him when he's regressed!
📎They all let him win most of the time, since Sero can get just a bitttt cranky when he loses
📎He wears a lot of comfy printed shirts of his favorite video game characters and superheroes! And he usually wears his black and white plaid sweatpants without shoes. You have to make sure to be extra comfy for a day of gaming and comic book reading!🤍
📎He also really enjoys going outside and looking at the bugs. His favorites are the little wiggly caterpillars- He could watch them for hours in fascination!
📎Whenever he and Midoriya are together and regressed, they go outside and just silently watch the critters and bugs for hours. Midoriya loves it. Sero does too🤍
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📎He's a favorite big brother for lots of the littles in Class 1A, big or small! Everyone loves him, even if he can be a little goofy sometimes, and even when he gets just a bit too competitive🤍
Hope you enjoyed these Sero Hanta headcanons! I know there aren't many, but I might make more if I think of some! Thanks for reading!🧡
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babiemunson · 1 year
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i'll protect you
steve finds eddie regressed for the first time.
pairing: regressor!eddie munson x cg!steve harrington
cws: mention of the upside down (& demodogs and vecna)
words: 766
i was thinking - "age regression" wasn't really a well known term in the eighties. so i wanted to try and write how steve would realistically respond to coming over to eddie's trailer and finding him regressed.
the government is taking longer than expected to clear eddie's name. figures - they're useless.
as a result, eddie has been ordered to stay in the munsons' new trailer until everything can get figured out. he's in hiding, basically.
fun.
steve pities the guy, of course he does. so mid-may, after eddie's wounds have finally healed and he's resigned himself to being bored to death in his trailer 24/7, steve decides to surprise him with a movie.
there's no answer to steve's knock. but he and eddie have grown comfortable enough around each other by now so that he can just let himself in. he opens the door and slips inside.
"eddie?" he calls.
again, no answer. but steve's hearing isn't too good nowadays. he'll just have to wander the house until he finds eddie.
"eddie," he calls again, sing-song. "it's steve. i've got a movie and popcorn."
there's still no answer, but steve catches the faint sound of humming. he pinpoints it as coming from eddie's bedroom.
"eddie, you can't hide forever, man. i miss you - there's no way i'm leaving without at least seeing your face."
steve knocks on eddie's bedroom door. when there's still no answer, he lets himself in.
"....eddie?"
eddie looks up from where he's sitting criss cross applesauce on the floor. he's got his shirt collar in his mouth and he's chewing on it. "'teve?"
steve inches closer. when no demodogs or tentacles jump out at him, he gets down on his knees. "whaaat are you doing? what is this?" he tucks one of eddie's curls behind his ear. "are you okay? is this- is this an upside down thing?"
at the mention of the upside down, fear flashes across eddie's face. he throws himself backwards and shakes his head vehemently. his collar slips from his mouth. "no up-ide down," he cries, tears springing to his eyes. "safe? 'teve safe?"
"i'm safe, buddy." steve's eyebrows knit together. "the upside down's all gone, right? we're all safe. i just- i don't know what's up with you. are you good?"
eddie swallows hard. he shoves his thumb into his mouth and nods after a few seconds. "safe," he mumbles. "'m small."
"small," steve repeats. he looks down at what eddie had been coloring when he walked in - a bright red dragon, breathing fire at a forest. "okay. well, this certainly isn't, like, the weirdest thing i've ever seen, so. hey, you drew this?"
eddie nods again, scooting a bit closer. he takes his thumb out of his mouth. "'s you," he says. "look. 'teve."
steve follows where eddie's pointing. at the bottom of the page, there's a doodle of a knight in shining armor. he has great hair. "that's me?"
"uh huh." eddie grabs steve's hand and holds it tight. "fighting the dragon. gonna save everyone, like a hero."
"a hero," steve muses. his throat closes up; he clears it. "that's really sweet, eds."
he doesn't know where the nickname came from, but eddie lights up, and lets out the warmest giggle. "you saved me, 'teve."
well, if steve had any hopes of keeping from crying, they've just been dashed. he feels tears prick at his eyes and decides to just let them fall. eddie's in no space to judge right now. "course i saved you," he says softly. "i'll always save you."
small, he thinks again, giving eddie a once over. the guy isn't physically small, but... he's definitely not acting 20 years old.
"are you... small... a lot, eds?" steve squeezes eddie's hand.
"mhm," eddie says, and starts chewing on his shirt collar again. "have bad dreams. they make my head fuzzy and i go small." he picks up a green crayon and draws spiky grass beneath the knight's feet.
"okay. that's okay." steve slips the hair tie off of eddie's wrist and uses it to pull his hair back into a low ponytail. "hey, nothing's gonna hurt you. i'm- i'm the knight, remember? i won't let any scary dreams hurt you. i promise."
eddie looks up at him, doe eyes shiny. "you do?"
"yeah." steve gives him a misty smile. he's suddenly overcome with the urge to shield eddie from whatever dangers this world has to offer. "i'll protect you."
eddie surges forward and wraps steve in a bear hug. "tank you, 'teve," he murmurs against steve's chest.
steve feels tears trickle down his cheeks. he brings a hand up and pets the back of eddie's curls. "you're welcome, eds."
and he knows deep in his heart it's true. he won't let anything hurt eddie, ever again.
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carmendei-agere · 17 days
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CLASSIFICATION AU - PART ONE!
[this au is inspired by @duckieberry hehe]
slight tw: pills/medications
The AU is rather simple: people are "classified" into one of these groups:
Little - Somebody who age regresses.
Caregiver - somebody who looks after an age regressor/little.
Neutral - Somebody who is not an age regressor or a caregiver.
Flip - Somebody who is an age regressor/capable of regressing due to immense stress or other means, and can also care for a little.
Misdiagnosed: A little/caregiver/flip that, due to unforeseen circumstances, are classified wrong.
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The whole "classification" term was a recent announcement, so here's some more information about the nations/medication:
Suppressants: Usually these come in pill form, and are made of various plants around nations. Each nation's pills taste different to one another, but have the same effect. The different taste is due to the different ingredients used in each nation. They are generally a type of medication that are "over the counter" meds, and one pill can "supress" a need to regress for up to a day. However, continuing to take them without regressing will result in a "crash".
Crash: When suppressants are taken for too long with the little not regressing. A crash isn't as bad as it sounds- it just has the regressor slipping there and then, sometimes accompanied by a bad headaches. "crashing" only happens after a while of using suppressants instead of regressing.
Classification Day - On your 16th birthday, people your age will be brought into a giant hall and blood will be drawn. Using a special machine, blood will be observed and you will be determined a Little, Neutral, or Flip. Most often, children who are outgoing/happy are caregivers, and generally shy children will be littles, although this isn't a 100% way to clarify.
Misclassified - Due to a person's stress, or new trauma happening in their lives (or the machine used to originally classify people being inaccurate - which is very rare) it's possible for a person to be misclassified as something that they're not. A person can usually just pay mora to get re-classified, but if you're going from caregiver/neutral to little, it's a big change.
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this is a part ONE of unknown, so keep tuned!
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