Carer Who Knows You Have Trouble Regressing And Casually Does Little Things To Help You

You know what, I'm gonna say it. Experience fandom regression your way.

You found agere headcanons in a horror game? Wonderful!

You have an 18+ source you associate with sfw agere themes? Heck yeah.

Everyone and their mom says X is the little, Y is the caregiver, but you don't think so? Make blog posts about Y being a regressor, make a caregiver moodboard for X.

Don't like romantic themes in a ship everyone ships? Make it familial or platonic.

Niche fandom no one knows about or has absolutely no posts about when you look for agere content of it on Tumblr? Be a trailblazer! I'd love to see your post.

Pure self indulgence and OC shipping? Absolutely adore it.

You want to completely project yourself onto a character to make their regression/caregiving experience more like you? That's so cool.

Don't think you can write or draw that well but want to make fan work of your favorite characters? You'll do great, it's about fun, not perfection.

You have 10+ fictional CGs? A found family of characters you associate with regression? Tell me about them all. Show me the family you built.

The point is, fandom agere I feel like can be so gatekept sometimes. People feel like they need to follow rules to avoid being judged, but you don't. Regressing is all about having fun, and making new memories and experiences. I think it's great you have a fandom/character you love enough to go on that journey with. Some of us may not be so good at playing with toys or doing a lot of commonly talked about agere activities, like me. But my characters I love? My art, my writing? Absorbing myself into a fictional safe space I've built is how I play. How I express myself, and I want you to know you can do that in any way you want.

I spent far too long thinking things were wrong or right, that they were taboo or bad in this community when really, I was just disagreeing with the masses about an opinion in fiction. Everyone has different opinions, comfort levels, boundaries on their own works, etc, but as long as you aren't breaking those bounds and are keeping things SFW? Have a blast. This is your coping mechanism, your fandoms, your interests, your things that make you happy. Have the most fun, okay little one?

This user is Chocola!

About the UTDR suggestions, I’d love to see Asgore in your style👀✨

They'll never make me hate you Mr Dreemurr

idk bout yall but im an age regressor due to extreme trauma etc yada yada so imma talk abt the LADS boys rq. i also dont interact with other age regressors or talk abt my age regression very often because im embarrassed of it but its a coping mechanism for me and im stressed as shit right now but cant let myself go to that headspace so anyways!!

my asks are open so if y’all wanna request something or just ask questions you can!

completely SFW post, some slight angst but it turns into fluff so dont worry, mentions of some self loathing with caleb and sylus but thats about it

talking about age regression and what the LADS men would be like as caregivers!

zayne

is def a soft but strict caregiver, the cool calm and collected doctor

he doesnt want his little to get hurt and his time with pediatric patients makes him quite a skilled caregiver. he has quite a few rules and some soft rules for his little, and doesnt want them to have a babysitter because he loves being attentive and caring for his little when they regress.

he has heard of age regression as a coping mechanism for trauma, and did some research on it when he did a psychiatric rotation at the hospital, and after hearing more about the community he had some interest in it but its not something he ever actively sought out.

it fulfills a part of him he didnt know he had, it gives him the space to be less serious, and brings out a more playful side in him. but he has strong protective instincts once he reaches caregiver space, and it shows.

he has a hard time not giving in when his little is upset when he says they cant have more sugar, or need to go to bed, or that they need to take their meds. he doesnt like seeing his little upset no matter what, and his heart melts even though he knows that to much candy would make your stomach hurt, or that without your meds and treatment you would be sicker, he knows how scary it can feel when your like this and you need treatment, and he knows how to help soothe you and get you to trust him.

he doesnt do timeouts, maybe less than five minutes but he has so much expeireince with kids that he is able to apply it when your in littlespace, and get you to follow the rules.

he makes sure to discuss everything with you before you are in little space, learns your favorite shows, what might trigger you, every small detail he needs in order to be a good caregiver is talked about in detail beforehand.

your little space soon becomes something he looks forward to every day. a different way for him to relax, a different way to have fun. its his favorite and he loves it dearly.

Caleb

caleb is an energetic, slightly strict, but matches your chaotic energy type of caregiver.

caleb has known you your whole life. while in your teenage years and a bit into your adulthood you didnt quite understand why you would act the way you did, caleb adapted.

he wanted to adapt.

its only when hes gone do you realize you age regress, and his absence makes it harder to do so, and makes it harder for you to escape the things going on. you didnt feel safe enough, even though your mind would teeter on the age of little space you couldnt bring yourself to fall into it. beforehand you simply labeled it as feeling ‘silly’, never stopping to actually think about what was happening, not thinking about the fact that it happened whenever caleb was around and you got triggered by something. not always an upsetting trigger, sometimes just a kids show or being sureounded by your stuffies was enough to tip you into littlespace, a blissful headspace that felt akin to a warm blanket laying over you. where you let yourself rely more on caleb, where you didnt see the awful shit that was going on. it wasnt ignorance, it was a way to cope and heal.

Caleb didnt need you to tell him what you needed. he can recognize the signs that your regressing before you can, and it makes his heart melt in a littlle puddle of love to see it. even when you were teenagers and he was unknowingly babysitting you, he loved every moment of it. you get so playful, a bit mischevious, playing small childish tricks on him, and yes you became a bit more vulnerable to bad people so he became even more fiercely protective of you.

caleb has soft rules. he isnt very strict unless it comes to your safety. want to eat a bag of candy? of course! stay up all night with him? whatever youd like pip-squeak! he can almost never say no to you, unless he feels like it might endanger you. if he tells you no and you pout and cross your arms his heart will do jumping jacks and he will cave within a few minutes. the only time he puts you in timeout is if your throwing a particularly rough tantrum, or you do something that could hurt you. even then, its usually only a little less candy that day, and possibly going to bed a little earlier because he knows how worn out you must get over such big feelings, despite your protest that your never sleepy.

caleb never evereverevereverever uses the Colonel personality with his little. his eyes are always soft and his voice is sweet and gentle. he compromises a lot, and just how littlespace is freeing for you, its freeing for him.

he doesnt have to rough and cruel. he doesnt have to lead with an iron fist. his violent actions during the day are forgotten during these times. hes able to relax, to be protective, and on the days when his actions weigh heavily on him, when his guilt and self-hatred reaches a boiling point, when the pain of his own memories is dragging down his soul, feeling you hug him in your soft pajamas, your favorite stuffy being pressed against his face as your babbling about your day in that cute voice, its like a switch flips in his brain.

even in little space you help him to. if you notice hes looking a little down you always know how to cheer him up.

within the hour he no longer feels that weight in his chest. hes taking care of you, helping you, holding your hand and showing you how to build a pillow fort, as his own worries are swept away from the cuteness overload and sweet feelings that swell in his heart for his Little. just like zayne, your age regression heals a part of him that he didnt know needed healing aswell

Sylus

sylus is the definition of a spoiling caregiver. so sweet itd give you a tootchache. although nervous at first, he is ecstatic to be so close that youd trust him with this.

my man sylus. the cruel, cold leader of Onychinus, master of the N109 zone…

Cannot tell you no.

stickers on his face? absolutely little one. terribly ‘doing his hair’ before meetings with some of the cruelest men on earth? anything for you sweetie, such a cutie. makeup time? his favorite color is red can you show him which color is red sweet-pea?

Sylus absolutely cannot maintain any rules for his beloved little. outside of what might get you hurt, Sylus is a bit like caleb in the sense he cannot say no. except he doesnt even try to tell you no. caleb will put up a little fight, but Sylus? oh hes just a damn teddy bear.

shopping sprees, meetings with your favorite cartoon character voice actors, signed merch from each of them, unlimited stickers, unlimited hide and seek games, unlimited everything.

and its perfect.

his days at work are spent being ruthless, cruel, his heart guarded like a fortress, all for him to be able to come home and let it all leave as soon as he sees you clutching your favorite stuffy and begging him to read to you.

he enjoys story time the most. youll bring one of the many books he has bought for you, disregard whatever he is doing at the time, make him sit so you can curl up in his arms, put your head on his chest and listen to him read you a story.

but how did the cunning man get into this situation?

You brought it up. after a particularly horrible day, you were neck deep in age regression. kieran and luke had gotten a call from you crying so terribly that they responded without notifying sylus first. the mess they came in on wasnt one that was gorey, but one of you throwing a tantrum because the pillow fort you had tried to make wasnt big enough for you and all your stuffies.

hell they didnt even know you had this many plushies. and it was quite confusing to see you sobbing as if the entire world had gone up in smoke. they were just as panicked as you were, frantically trying to figure out the solution to your problem, you were hardly coherent, and it took a few frantic calls for sylus to already be on his way home, only knowing that you were a mess right now, crying so loudly sylus didnt even bother listening to the twins, cut his meeting off immediatley and sped home.

he didnt know what age regression was.

but he is a very quick study and he would never do something he didnt enjoy doing.

sylus is nervous though. the two of you have a lot of conversations about your regression, and he has a lot of questions. but he is nervous. maybe scared might be the right word.

hes scared that cold person he pretends to be is really him sometimes and hes scared you might be able to see it. that youll look at him youll see a monstrous thing, a wolf in sheeps clothing, because sylus sees himself like that sometimes.

it takes him a while to fully relax. its not because he doesnt enjoy this side of you. Gods no Sylus loves it. its the highlight of his day. seeing you smile so much, seeing you so excited your very atoms shake, the way you come to him for help, you come to him for anything and his heart melts. every little thing he wants to do it for you. open every peice of candy, change your shows around for you, get you more juice, every little thing you want and need of him he craves to do for you. all he wants is to take care of you. on his hardest days his solace is coming home to you. taking you to a park without anyone there so you can play on the swing, snuggling up with you and reading a book, letting you jingle out broken melodies on his instruments, humming a lullaby to you so youll sleep, every second of it fills his heart with a great joy he never knew he would be able to get. but part of him cannot fathom that youd place so much trust in him. that youd let him care and nurture the most vulnerable side of yourself.

but eventually, he relaxes. he becomes less of a quiet caregiver who smiles softly and encourages you. he becomes more active, soon enough the two of you are playing hide and seek around the house. hes chasing after you in a game of tag, hes laughing louder, hes less passive in his caregiving.

its also healing for him. a reminder that he is not what everyone says he is. yes he is ruthless but thats not all he is. he is not a cruel dragon, not a ruthless arms dealer, not a gang lord, none of it, not when he is with you. He is Sylus, his hands and words were not meant to only cause pain, but to heal.

he is open to only two other people babysitting you. luke and kieran become big brothers to you. when sylus is away he puts the two of them in charge when you regress. and yes just like real siblings the three of you get up to quite a bit of bullshit together, but nothing dangerous.

at the end of the day Sylus loves caring for you. it takes him some time to catch his footing, but once he finds it, he flourishes. he loves you so deeply, and it shows in every action.

✨🧸 Age(d)re flag for those who both age regress and age dream, have a hard time distinguishing between the two when in their headspace/aren’t sure if they’re regressed or dreaming, age dream to help them age regress, etc (please reblog if you save)! 🧸✨

— winter regression, solo time

you make a cup of hot cocoa, and put on your favorite holiday movie. you snuggle up in a nest of your favorite blankies to keep warm and lots of stuffies for comfort. you sip your cocoa and watch your movie, and as you look outside you see its snowing! little flakes of wonder drifting down from the sky and gathering in the yards around where you live. you put on your warmest coat and gloves and hat, all bundled up and cute. you put on some boots and you run outside. its quiet and there’s not really anyone else around. its just you and the snow. you play and giggle and build a fort and throw snowballs at the wall. and as the sun begins to set you grow tired and your nose starts to hurt from the cold. you’ve been outside for so long. so, you head inside and defrost by the vents in your wall blasting heat. you change in to your most favorite winter time jammies and make another cup of cocoa. you play another movie and your night feels familiar and safe. you finish your cocoa and drift off as the movie plays on, giving you a peaceful lull to sleep.

lalaloopsy stimboard with pacis request for anon ! ^^ this was a challenge to make because i couldn't find a lot of lalaloopsy gifs... but i still had fun making it !!! i hope you like it anon !!

⋆ ˚｡୨୧ CG!Diluc Imagine!: Need me to tuck you in? ୨୧ ˚｡⋆

x GN Little reader. Hope you enjoy!

- Bear 🧸

Summer evenings.. oh how Diluc wished they could last forever, the way the orange sun set over the horizon of Mondstadt like a roaring fire. He stared down at his newspaper, humming softly to himself as he turned the pages, his coat neatly hung up on the chair. He paused for a moment, hearing a slight creak from the old floorboards of the winery.

“.. I can see you little bird. Is there a problem?” He asked, looking up at the stairs, where you stood. He chuckled softly, a soft smile crossing his face as he walked towards you, kneeling down to your level.

“What’s wrong? Are you perhaps hungry? Thirsty maybe?” He asked, wracking his brains for what could be causing a potential problem, but when you pointed up the stairs- he instantly knew.

“Ah. You were waiting for me to tuck you into bed?” He asked, smiling as he stood up again, reaching out his gloved hand and gently ruffling your hair. Despite his supposed grumpy demeanour, he always showed his love towards you. You were everything to him.

He reached forwards, lifting you up and placing you on his hip as he strolled to the kitchen, placing you down on the wooden counter. He had been told by Lisa that littles always liked a bottle before bed and her advice had worked tremendously up to this point.

“You just sit right there for a moment sweetheart, Papa will get make you a bottle.” He said, grabbing your favourite bottle out of the cupboard and swiftly fixing up a bottle, he always made sure to be swift while doing so to prevent any upsets.

“And.. there we go.” He spoke, chuckling as he lifted you back up into his burly arms. It paid off to be a bartender sometimes, he always managed to fix up bottles for you at an incredibly quick pace. He began ascending the wooden stairs, humming softly as he walked into his bedroom.

“I assume we’re ready for bed now, hmm? You’ve got your bottle and your blankie..” he said, his red eyes scanning you over quickly.

“..And I assume you don’t need a change?” He asked tenderly, his voice quiet and gentle as not to startle you. He sighed in relief as you nodded, gently pulling back the luxurious duvet and carefully laying you down on the pillows, all while smiling softly.

“Do you want Papa to stay beside you for a little bit until you drop off?” He asked, tucking you in to the covers, making sure your stuffed animal was securely in the sheets too before sitting on the other side of the bed, reaching out and stroking your hair.

When he could see your eyes begin to close and suck on your bottle in a relaxed manner, he felt his heart warm slightly. He leant down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before heading to the door, turning out the light as he spoke.

“Goodnight, little bird. Have sweet and pleasant dreams.” He murmured before exiting, shutting the door behind him with a chuckle.

Woohoo! My first imagine I’ve made, I love doing oc writing and such outside of tumblr, but this time was my first time writing a proper one! I hope you guys liked it!! ♡

Rapunzel

I imagine she would be a regressor. Something about her not being able to fully experience her childhood without a care.

Ages 5-14. Mostly stays on the older end. Is normally well-behaved but will throw tantrums and can be defiant since she couldn't before.

Is a crafty princess but prefers being outside and playing in the field and forest. Loves going out into town as well.

Sweet tooth and sweets thief.

Hide and seek, tea party's, dress up, and dancing are her favorite activities. Again she loves art more than anything but she likes to be active during her regression.

Prefers to be called princess, faery, sweetheart, and lovebug. I imagine she has mixed feelings about the nickname flower but she may attempt to reclaim it in the future.

Will absolutely playfight. Never wins because she ends up laughing too much to concentrate. Magnus totally lets her win sometimes though.

Pascal is her best friend and babysitter oddly enough. He totally rushes around hurrying to stop her from doing something silly. Later on Magnus intentionally tries to help her have fun which only causes Pascal more panic.

Later on with Flynn, he probably is more of a babysitter at first. Totally didn't get it but understood all too well why she would regress. Since Rapunzel probably wouldn't think about her behavior I imagine Flynn does some digging to figure out what's going on.

Cannot sleep in the dark anymore. Terrified that Gothel will come back so she can't fall asleep alone in the dark ever. Pascal never leaves her side at night.

Rarely stops smiling when regressed and has killer puppy dog eyes. Does experience spouts of anxiety and paranoia. I feel her parents would be heavily involved in trying to help her heal her inner child, especially since they missed watching her grow up.

i have no doubt that i would be safe/free enough to regress permanently. i'm "unfit for work" so i don't have a job n i don't have school anymore either... so much free time 2 be small