more in-depth regression info below the cut. not required to read but recommended if you worry about that sort of thing
there will be diaperposting. watch out
only dni is no minors. bodily age somewhere on your profile or you get instablocked. NMIK
if i block you it's not personal. i am sensitive to a lot of topics so if ur blocked and ur not a #hater or a minor it’s likely just for my peace of mind regarding one of those
gonna make this better later
byebye
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i regress for multiple reasons (trauma response (origin), coping with pain and fatigue, for fun)
regression and sexuality are intertwined for me. i do not have different modes for “sfw” and “nsfw” regression it is all one thing. not all of my regression is sexual but there is no meaningful difference between when it is and when it isn’t for me. that said i do not see other regressors as automatically sexual unless they’re clearly going for that so this only applies to myself
due to trauma i am only able to interface with sexual things (in relation to myself specifically) through regression as it is the only thing that feels safe. it has brought me a lot of pain but accepting it has made me feel very fulfilled. with where i’m at now it seems clear that this is just who i am.
if this wigs you out then just block me and if it still bothers you after that then consider how i feel having this be the only way i can really express my sexuality and then maybe my alienation will cheer you up a bit
Kiddo who tugs at my sleeve to tell me that it's sleepy time for them. I'd smile and hold their hand, walking them to their little bed and lifting them up into my arms. My heart swelling with affection when my little love giggles as they cling onto me like a sleepy koala. Softly laying them down and tucking them in, right between me and all their adorable stuffies. Then, I'd sing them their favourite lullaby as they drift off to dreamland.
im licherally not a baby im a failed grownup! I tried to be a big girl but i missed and now im cute pathetic and need to be fawned over. and changed. and you have to think its awesome
your girlfriend orders off the kids menu for you. at first, it seems like a joke. and even when your yummy chicken nuggies come out, you're willing to play along. but as you eat one after another, well...
when she dabs some sauce off your cheek with a napkin, it's a little cute. you're vaguely aware of your clothes feeling softer than usual, but you don't focus on that, you're on a date after all! when the food feels farther and farther away from you, it's only natural that your mommy gets you a high chair, and... mommy?
Right, Mommy's the one who took you to the big girl restaurant for your birthday! You're um... some number of years old, even if you can't puzzle it out on your fingers. And as you feel a grumble in your tummy, you almost think about excusing yourself to the bathroom, before you remember you're wearing it, silly!
trapped in a magical spirit halloween where all the cute costumes are your size. and there's a bunch of traps that make you have to try on new outfits.
and uh, you've gotta wear diapers. not sure how that factors in but thats part of it, yeah.
Disabled little one who plays job simulators since they can't work most of the jobs they wanna try.
Disabled little one who plays driving/biking/skating simulators since they can't do it often in real life, if at all.
Disabled little one who plays cooking simulator games because they want to cook meals for themselves and others, but accessible utensils are too expensive right now or they can't deal with the heat from cooking.
Disabled little ones who play simulator games to experience what they can't in real life. <3
accepting that you’re objectively weird & owning it is infinitely better than being constantly desperate to appear normal to people who don’t even matter to you
I crave the slow days where I can just get my baby diapered up, put on some shows for them while I make them some food, read to them or take them out to their favorite places and love it when they snuggle up against me with their head on my chest.
we all know adult humans dont get enough enrichment but the other day i was walkin home past an empty playground and impulsively ran over to spin myself on this zipline merry-go-round contraption for a few minutes and it really did feel like it unlocked some neglected part of my brain. like damn we really should all go outside and play more. fuck. they werent kidding with this play time thing. have you guys heard about play time. it could be huge.
