♧ ⠀Caregiver leaning flip, but this blog will mostly be me talking about my kitty pet regression!
I dont age regress? I dont think? I always feel like an adult even when in "cat mode"
Im still very new to all this and a bit embaressed, so im sorry if i do anythin wrong... made this blog to figure myself and this whole "coping" thing out
Feel free to send asks or dms!
♤ #table talk <- Talk tag for my ramblings!
♡ #kitty hours <- Talking about regression, or talking about my experiences as a pet regressor
◇ #my kiddos <- talking about my experiences as a caretaker/flip
No Dni, but i block liberally and will probably be looking at your blog. My posts are intended to be sfw, and I dont tolerate bigots!
shoutout to autistic age regressors who have their autism as a very major part of the reason why they regress.
a major reason why i personally age regress and get the urge to regress is because as an undiagnosed autistic child i was not ready for the rate at which new expectations were given to me.
it's understandable to wanna be tiny when people expected you to meet milestones that you weren't able to meet.
it's understandable to wanna be tiny when infancy seems like the only years where the expectations aren't scary and/or unreasonable.
Hii! I just read the regressor!Tyler Durden headcannons. Could write a narrator version? Or Tyler/narrator as caregivers?
Aughhh actually thank you sm for this ask because I was gonna make these anyway but now I feel so loved and appreciated!!!!
Regressor!Narrator/Jack
Headcannons below the cut <3
More of a middle regressor, around 12-14 range
Very, VERY involuntary regresson. He puts it off for as long as possible, and even then he'll try and mask it while it's happening. Its a struggle to get him to open up about anything ever
Tyler is, as in everything else, his primary CG (except for when they're both regressed, in which poor Marla has to babysit)
Knows the name of all of the Ikea plushies. All. Of. Them. Blahaj? Basic. Aftonsparv? Childsplay. Djunklskog? Dont make him laugh. And dont get him started on blavingad
He's definitely one of those people who regress to help them sleep. He makes a lot of pillow forts and stuffie piles to fall asleep in all curled up
Has cute matching PJ sets with penguins on them
Cries a lot when hes regressed because all of his emotions can actually come to the surface (think of how he acts at the support groups)
Afraid of new people and making friends, the type to just hide in the corner and not talk to anyone while playing with his toys or maybe watching a cartoon... NOT a social kiddo!
Hes a jealous adult and hes an even MORE jealous kid. No you can't play with his toys, they're his. this is his stuff! Go away!!!! Why are you even here!!!! Tyler where are you going you were playing with HIM why are you leaving!!!
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Day four of agepril, bunnies/hugs!! I incorporated both <3 @mitsukkii
You sat curled up on the couch, knees tucked close, clutching your stuffed bunny tightly against your chest. Its fur was worn in the best way, soft from years of being loved.
You weren’t sure what you needed. Just… something.
A hug, maybe.
Footsteps padded into the room. Rydel noticed you right away.
“There you are,” she said gently, her voice like honey. “Hey, sweetheart… you okay?”
You shrugged, pressing your face into the bunny.
That was enough of an answer.
“Hey guys,” she called over her shoulder, “I think someone needs us.”
Within seconds, the room filled. Riker first, calm and steady, followed by Rocky and Ross, who immediately dropped whatever they were talking about. Ellington came in last, shutting the door quietly behind him like he was sealing the room into a safe little bubble.
“C’mere,” Riker murmured, sitting beside you and opening an arm without hesitation.
The second you leaned into him, the others followed like it was instinct.
Rydel settled right next to you too, gently guiding you so you were tucked comfortably between her and Riker. She rubbed your arm in slow, soothing motions. “You’re okay,” she whispered.
Ross squeezed in beside Rydel, close enough to wrap an arm around both of you from the side. “We got you,” he said softly.
Rocky sat cross-legged on the floor in front of you, gently tugging the bunny from your hands just long enough to adjust it. “Bunny needs a hug too,” he said, placing it back so it was sandwiched between you.
Ellington leaned against the couch, resting a hand on your knee. “You’re safe, alright?” he added quietly.
You let out a small breath you didn’t realize you were holding.
“Better?” Rydel asked softly.
You nodded, just a little.
Riker rested his chin lightly on your head. “You don’t have to explain anything,” he said. “We all need to be held sometimes.”
baseball interviewers will ask "how do you throw the ball so good" and Mariners players will casually drop that they have a headmate who plays the game for them