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takami-takami · 6 months

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cw: this is an age regression drabble. caregiver!keigo. keep all additions and tags strictly sfw.

Keigo spent a majority of his life protecting people from a distance.

He would, of course, always follow that twitch in his feathertips when they told him someone needed safety or comfort nearby. The act of protecting is one that scratches that intrinsic, unquenchable itch baked deep into his feathers and the fibers of his bone marrow beneath; but protection never quite felt tangible to him.

He always thought saving people meant giving yourself until you're empty and then turning heel to take flight. It meant making efficient use of your time, answering every "thank you, Hawks!" with a wink and a gust of his wings to speed away and save the next.

It meant never slowing down or seeing the fruits of your labor.

As a hero, Keigo's actions never felt solid in his hands— so he simply decided he felt that way because he wasn't trying hard enough; that he needed to clock longer hours and more frequent, grueling shifts.

But as a man, protecting you felt so much different from all that.

Keeping you safe is a slow, methodical process. It's a neverending pet project built with loving purpose and steady hands, armed with rolled up sleeves over the bicep and fuzzy teddy bears as his deadly arsenal.

Keigo has always been finely attuned to your little quirks, mannerisms, and subtle displays; so when your eyes go just the slightest bit fuzzy, fingertips wringing a frenzy against your bedsheets while you mumble in the cutest, clipped speech, he knows exactly what to do.

He can coax the tension out of your shoulders with his words alone.

"You feeling small, baby?" He asks, voice barely above a whisper. Those golden eyes of his gently flick back and forth between yours when he sits, assessing your form curled in on itself against the headboard of your bed.

And your shoulders droop instantly, nodding once. You gnaw at a chewed up cuticle.

"Oh, baby, it's okay. S'okay, c'mere," Keigo whispers, arms open with grabby hands for you to crawl and nestle into his warmth. "Shhh, it's alright, little birdie. You can be small tonight. That okay? Wanna be small for me?"

The thick of his warm palm cradles the back of your skull and you nod like he just offered you a lifeline. The barrel of his chest rises and falls with even breaths, sinking you further as you smush your cheek into the side of his neck with your eyes shut.

He smells nice. You sink even deeper.

Keigo sits cross legged on the bed and leans just the slightest bit back when you sink into him. Like this, he reminds you of an aged, sturdy tree; firm and unyielding with the slightest give, but always consistent and firmly rooted.

Safe. Warm and safe.

Always safe.

"Mm," you hum, feeling a bit fuzzier now.

"Yeah?" Keigo answers. He pulls back to get a good look at you, and you see him smiling ear to ear as if that little sound you just gave was a whole speech. "Get comfy, cause I'm gonna spoil you tonight."

And spoil you he does.

The next thing you know, Keigo has you sitting cross legged in front of him on the bed, ready to make a few last big decisions.

"Okay!" He chirps, placing two open palms in front of you for you to look at. "We're gonna pick, okay?" His rich voice guides you along gently, smoothly. "Just two, I prommy."

You nod fervently at the reassurance, nearly straining your poor little neck with the motion.

You have to think— which is scary— but it's only two times. You can do that.

"Perfect, dove," Keigo praises as if he just read your mind.

The first question is easy.

"Blanket fort," he says, clenching his left fist closed and open for emphasis. "Or bed?" He closes and opens the right.

If you were a smidge more lucid, you'd feel a twinge of remorse for how hard you slam down on his left palm.

"Sorry, 'Kei," you droop.

"Awww," Keigo coos genuinely. "You think you hurt me… That's so cute, dove! Yeah, you're a strong one, aint'cha?"

And just like that, you're smiling proud once more. Keigo's heart soars at a job well done.

"One more and you're finished, little bird," he says seriously, like he's presenting you with a quest; and you nod your head with a furrowed brow to accept the challenge, a hero ready to conquer.

"Movie," he says, clenching one palm. "Or storytime?" He clenches the other.

Maybe you weren't quite as ready as you thought.

Tears begin to pinprick at the corners of your eyes. You fight back little hitched sniffles and sobs as you stand in the face of the mountain before you, trying to be brave.

"I… U-Uhm," you hiccup and stutter at the idea of thinking any more than you have to.

Keigo considers stepping in. His feathers ruffle from the base to the edges of his wingspan, spine stiffening at the sight of you in distress. The itch begins to burn once more and—

You slowly place both palms face down in his, lip wobbling when you look at him.

"Both?" He asks and your heart swells with gratitude that he picked up on your meaning— of course he would, you beam. Keigo's so smart.

You nod once.

"Both it is, sweetheart!"

All other decisions from that point onward are made by Keigo himself.

Keigo decides to stand, hushing your blubbers with a kiss to your crown and a teddy placed in your hands to keep you company while he sets the scene.

Keigo decides on the color theme for tonight's blanket fort (baby blue), putting to good use his avian instincts of nest building when he selects the finest comforters and pillows to fluff and stack.

Keigo decides to hand you your fuzziest jammies and softest blankies while his feathers zip off to fetch your favorite mug carrying something hot for you to sip.

Keigo decides on the movie— something animated and lighthearted, a familiar favorite of yours. He suppresses a smile that twitches at the corners, thinking about how excited you're gonna get once you see. You'll squeak "that's my favorite!" like you don't say that every time, and he'll reply once again, "no way, mine too!"

Keigo decides he selfishly gets more out of this than you do; but at the same time, unbeknownst to him, you decide the exact same thing.

#Minors dni #tw agere #tw age regression #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #🖋 writing #🍧 sugar #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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metamorphxxhero · 1 year

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So this is totally pointless and doesn’t mean anything, I’m just kinda curious….

#;;ooc #age regression #tw agere #tw age regression #cw agere #idk how else to tag this for the folks who may not want to see any kind of agere content #then again if you don’t this might not be the best blog for you??

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angel-beloved · 2 years

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What sucks about being an age regressor at school is sure, I could regress, but I also need to do "big kid stuff" plus, none of my caregivers are even here/go to this school yet, so why even bother when I have to hide anyway?

#tw agere #tw age regression #( 💔 ) – venting.#( 🍡 ) – cloudy rambles.

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sanriosratz · 2 years

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Daichi age regresses after things that cause big emotional responses in him, such as meltdowns, shutdowns, tic attacks, seizures, etc.

when he age regresses, he’s also nonverbal

#creepypasta #yuki’s parents #daichi hina #tw agere #tw sfw agere #just in case

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osddboyo · 2 years

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Wen u can’t front cuz ur in de cooky clas an nobody trus u wif nife-

-duny

#tell me to tag #•bunny #tw knife #tw agere #sfw agere #agere little #little alter #:((

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angelicspyder · 8 days

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age regressing but havent gotten to the point of ever talking about it so i am instead stuck with my thoughts (while my headoomfs sit with me)

#do i tag this as agere ??#i dont think i will but #tw agere #???#involuntary moment #im watching nemo and why is this movie so much more scary than i remember

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pinkxxxpony · 2 months

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What’s agere???

Glad you asked! Agere is short for “age regression”. This is when an individual reverts mentally/emotionally/behaviorally to a younger age. This can be for a wide variety of reasons. A voluntary way to cope and process trauma, stress management, for fun. Or involuntarily, usually because of other mental health disorders or intense distress.

My regression is mainly a therapy tool, and helps me handle my anxiety, depression, and honestly helps me with my autism too. But everyone is different, and you can’t assume why someone may do so. My range also varies, as will many other people’s. Depending on my stress level, emotional state, even physical condition, I can go from feeling like I’m 5-10+.

If you have any other questions, please dm me! I’m by no means an expert, but I will totally do my best 💖

#*｡･○ off stage . ooc #*｡･○ fan mail . inbox #*｡･○ from the shadows . anon #agere #tw agere #age regression

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autismdogg · 2 months

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#2000s nostalgia #kidcore #2000s childhood #nostalgiacore #cw eyestrain #cw gif #nostalgia #puppycore #stimboard #stim gifs #gifset #2000s stimboard #nostalgia stimboard #sfw agere #kidcore stimboard #tw eyestrain #gif warning

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ourflagmeansdeath-mlm · 2 years

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Why aren't agere blogs allowed to interact? And am I allowed to interact if I am an age regressor but don't post about it on my blog?

its just a personal boundary ive had set for myself for a while. whilst i am aware and understand that agere and CGL arent the same, i have trauma stemming from the CGL scene and its hard to separate it from sfw agere, so i find its easier for me but also others to just. put a blanket ban on all forms of agere blogs, sexual or not.

this is just for agere and CGL centric blogs tho ! if ur an age regressor but your blog has nothing to do with it/very little to do with it, youre fine <3

#tw cgl #tw agere #tw trauma #tw trauma mention

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babey-lewis · 15 days

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I'd like to talk about something that's been on my mind a lot recently, and it's something that I've been meaning to bring up.

Littles! Stop taking advantage of CGs!

I'm tired of being taken advantage of by littles who only want someone to coo at them and say nice things and someone who they can dump their trauma on randomly (this is not in relation to my last post. I don't mind if people come to me for advice or for a place to vent, but I need them to ask first!). I want someone who wants a 3 dimensional relationship! Where we are friends first and then we move on to being in a agere relationship. But I get so many littles who claim to be looking for a caregiver, but they only ever want to talk while they are little, and aren't interested in taking it slow and building that very special relationship between carer and little.

I'm not some person who has infinite energy, I'm not some person who is a fanfic where I'm always ready to listen to your worries and anxieties, I'm not this flat, 1 dimensional person who can fit your fantasies of a cg.

I'm a human too, who wants a relationship with the littles I meet /p. Please, littles, please stop taking advantage of online cgs. We aren't your fictional story book that you can leave and come back when you feel like it. We have feelings too, and it's not fair that you play on our natural caring nature.