Jekyll-lope

Just a lil' guy! Mid 20’s, he/they

[jekyll-lope]

Hello and welcome!

This is my main blog. This place is 100% SFW. If you want less filtered stuff that, check out my side blog @secrets-of-hyde.

Like I said, everything here will be 100% SFW, minors are free to interact, but I will not be interacting back (personal preference, no shade to y'all).

Like @secrets-of-hyde, there's no real strict DNI or nothing, but I do block freely if you're mean or hateful or attempt to bring NSFW things here.

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#jekyll's collection - reblogs

More to come

[autumnally-little]

sorry i got too little and cried into ur shoulder and left drool marks on it do you still love me

[wyntercub]

Tiny little one cuddled up for bedtime with their caregiver while they talk. They’re trying so hard to stay awake and keep talking, but their eyes keep fluttering and their cg’s voice keeps getting softer and softer, lulling baby into dreams between bits of babbles until finally they give in completely.

[dollyvamps]

" aw, is mama's baby feeling a little extra tiny tonight? " sweet baby who gnaws on their little fingers, mommy who gently removes her baby's poor fingers from their mouth, opting for the baby's binkie instead, softly cooing at her precious angel's tiny babbles

[flutterpups]

ï๑ ⠀ — thinking about . . .

regressors who are just so, so sleepy and their cgs who know and are already preparing for put down.

infant regressors who cry and whine, feeling their body tighten up and the blanket of sleep making them cranky and their caregiver who picks them up gently. cooing at them and letting their little baby cling to them till they settled in their crib.

toddler regressors who yawn while they put up a fight, claiming they're too big for nap time and their wide awake anyways. their eyes falling heavy and the rapid movements of play time become slow and steady, words between action figures and dolls becomes mumbled. caregiver who chuckles at the scene and makes sure to sit close by, giving their kiddo the chance to cuddle up before sending them to dreamland.

kid regressors who know they're drifting off and can get themselves to bed with no problem, but still sheepishly ask their caregiver to help them. getting them tucked in, mumbling and rambling about different things in the process, and one final kiss on the temple to seal it all together.

teenage regressors who think they're too old for naps, but the weight of the world exhausts them. who texts their cg about taking a nap, sending emoticons to match and explaining it feels childish in a way. and their caregiver smiling to themself as they explain you'll always be their baby.

[axes-regression]

"How'd you know I was little" Your voice is higher pitched, you have a baby toy, five stuffed animals, and want to watch wild kratts.

[i-am-a-fish]

hold your horses is just genuine good life advice

[learlir]

holding my horses

[httpsagere]

sensitive kid who cries easily even if they dont know why/dont have a reason

x

carer who wipes their tears and whispers encouraging words to them

[snugglebugs]

force cured scott au but ☝️ he's also a regressor

[sir-sunshines-prince]

i hope you dont mind but, padded agere with sackboy + him suckin on a paci? not in a gross way ofc, if you cant do it due to any reason i understand

of course! nothing wrong or gross about padded regression. I like this guy he’s cute :3

[tiny-star-boy]

the gods give their hardest battles to their strongest soldiers..Being an age regressor at an event where there is a baby/small child that everyone is paying attention to and caring for. Having to fight off regression because of all the toys and baby stuff that is around but also being so sad and jealous that you can't play and be taken care of like the "real" baby can.

[dollyvamps]

slipping a fussy baby's pacifier between their lips, holding them close to me as a way to soothe the little one's upset whines :C

" there you go, baby, here's your paci, hm..? it's alright, sweet one, mommy's / daddy's here. "

[strawberryfloofs]

A Baby, but Mommy's Little Baby (autistic lil girl x supportive mama)

Dressed up in the perfect outfit for the party. Well, now the canceled party. It wasn’t Luna’s fault– something came up; she had to cancel it immediately and travel to handle a family emergency. Even if she didn’t spill about that part, I knew the importance anyway– otherwise she wouldn’t have done it. She knew how I’m an event gremlin and how I get when a wrench falls in my plans. “I really wanted to go to that party.” I murmured, though, it came out more like a sad mumble. I guess it fit the vibe, you know, brooding on the couch. A familiar, silky voice replied, “I know.” Mommy always knew. She knew me like the back of her hand. She was dressed up too, in the most pretty dress that hugged her body so well. But she was in the kitchen, digging through the pantry to spot something, and the crinkle was telling. Sweet potato snacks? Clacking. Closer. “But even when life happens, there’s always our favorite snacks to comfort us.” She hummed, offering the familiar, beloved, sweet treat to me. Sweet potato snacks. I gave a weak smile and took the red bag, fiddling with each piece in thought before it met its fate. “Yeah…” I weakly agreed, the whole event–well how I intended it to go, replaying in my head– only for the whole constructed version to crumble, leaving standing outside awkwardly, much like a fashionably late guest who pondered whether they should just go home with little time left. I looked down and frowned, my eyes scanning the scene around me as if I was looking for something physically, but really I was scanning internally. Trying to make sense of everything and recalibrate. It wasn’t easy. “How about a date night at that restaurant you love, mhm?” She tip-toely suggested, taking a seat on the cushion next to me. Sweet. It was sweet. She was sweet. But that wasn’t what I wanted. It wasn’t what I prepped myself for. And maybe part of her already knew that. The lover and logical side of me said yes. You spent all this time getting dressed up anyway– so you should just go out. It’d be fun. You’d enjoy it. She’d enjoy it. But my heart and brain say no. I never minded being autistic on a day to day basis, I thought it gave me more whimsy and overall happiness in life, but today it was a sword used against me. Change. I never did good with change. Maybe I could cope on the outside and enthusiastically go along, but change is the match to the firewood in my chest. I envisioned how our modified night would go, and the thought of it made my face wobbly and warm until tears spilled out. Mommy noticed. She always did. “It’s okay princess, we don’t have to. It’s just a suggestion– I never want you to say yes to something you don’t want.” Mommy wrapped her arms around me and her scent calmed the silent, smothering hurricane in my body. “I’m sorry– I-I’m just a baby.” I sheepishly sobbed. Mommy swayed with me side to side as she reassured me, “you’re my baby, and I love that about you, always and forever. Please don’t ever feel the need to apologize about that.” It made me feel better. Mommy was always so kind to me– like she had a store with infinite love that she built, just for me! With every passing minute, I felt calmer. Okay again. “Tell you what, muffin, Mommy’s gonna go change into something comfier, hunt down your pink bunny footed jammies, and then get you all changed. You don’t have to move a muscle, little love; once you’re all comfy, Mommy will make us something quick. Can you pick out a nice comfort movie? Or a show, just anything you’re feeling up to while Mama gets ready?” A quiet whisper. “Kay, love you Mama” I replied, nibbling a bit on the communal couch blankie– nibbling on stuff was a tell-tale sign of me slipping into a younger headspace. “I love you too princess, andddd I’ll be back with your flower paci too!” Her sudden addition made me giggle, kicking my feet a little as she walked off. Maybe I am a baby, but I’m Mommy’s little baby! ------------------------------------------------------------------------

Okay soooo I picked up this little x mommy book and it kinda reinspired the idea of me finding love and being lovable as a little so THEN I was like "waittt I wanna write now too!! like real life situations with my future mama!" and so i did, anddd I was even kind enough to feed u rascals!

Enjoy!

[sleepypawbs]

who gave the baby a license?

[babykin25]

Ohh haha that's pretty fu- 🔫 REGRESSION RAY THAT MAKES YOU REGRESSED 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

[guidedbysilas]

Reading a book and having my little climb into my lap nuzzling into me and holding onto me. Wrapping one of my arms around them while I use the other to hold my book. Asking them to help me turn the page so I don’t have to stop holding them. Wresting my chin or cheek on top of their head while I keep reading and they play with my shirt or maybe they brought a stuffie so they’re snuggling me and the stuffie. If they wanna talk I can put my book down and hold them while we chat. If they fall asleep on me while I’m reading I can just set my book down and sit there holding them and protecting them while they sleep. Rubbing their back and kissing the top of their head on occasion.

[thezackfoster]

Having a regressor with fatigue.

Making sure their bed is comfortable and clean because thats where they are most of the day. Giving them food thats easy to eat. Keeping them hydrated by leaving water close enough to reach. Dressing them in pajamas or onesies instead of regular clothes. Brushing their teeth, washing their face and combing their hair for them. Watching shows and movies that don't require any thinking. Picking their plushies off the floor for them and returning them to bed. Putting them in pull ups or diapers if getting to the bathroom takes too long.