Hi! I am Lovebug :3 This is my first blog ever and i'm very excited to be able to have the courage to start this. I am strictly an SFW Agere blog. I am personally a little I think but i'm still exploring if I might be a caregiver as well. I won't discourage caregivers also using my blog, in fact I encourage it :3 Feel free to message me at any time and I will get back to you as soon as I can!
Just a little about me! Though I am always up for responding to more questions.
Name: Lovebug
Nickname: Bug, Mama Bug (which started out as a joke but as time went on its stuck.), and anything someone might come up with.
Big age: 18
Little age: 2-7 years old (I know that's a big ag gap, but it depends on where I am, who i'm with, or how stressed I am.)
Hobbies: Singing, Reading, Drawing, Crafting, Nail designing, Collecting trinkets (yes that counts).
Fandoms: Marvel, Harry Potter (No I do not support j.k.), Arcane, The Freak Circus, Avatar Movies, there are more and this list will probably be updated as I go along. If your fandom isn't added just shoot me a message or comment and I might have just forgotten to add it. If that's not the case, then I will research (probably watch/read) the fandom you want.
Just a few things to break the ice for now! I think i'll make separate posts for other things I enjoy and what others might hopefully ask me to post!
Speaking of here are some things I will post if asked about, if it's not on this list and not on the DNI, then ask away and I can always answer if I will do it or not :)
Think I WILL do:
Comfort for littles and caregivers (Like advice, comforting words, etc.)
Stories with characters from fandoms I do know (as seen above which can either be an x reader or character x character)
Mood boards
Dreams and Wishlist's (like you give me a theme and i can search for pictures, clothing, toys, cribs, and more)
Agere journal pages
Agere activity ideas
I WILL DO MORE THAN THIS YOU JUST HAVE TO ASK :)
Things i will NOT do:
anything NSFW and if you even contact me with anything about that you will be blocked.
any type of hate speech (you'd be surprised what some people ask for.)
MORE MIGHT BE ADDED TO THIS LIST :)
If you're an age player do not interact. I don't care what consenting adults do in their life, but I do not want it in mine!
Hello my little critters! I know I'm always looking for ideas for little me to put into my Agere journal, so I thought I would share some I have already put into my journal and give all of your potential ideas.
Agere Wishlist Page
About Me Page
Fictional Caregiver Page
Daily Moods Pages
Night/Morning/Shower/Bath Routines Page
Random Sticker Pages
Likes and Dislikes Page
Favorite Movies/Shows/Songs Page
Things I Like A Through Z Page
Favorite Color Page
Top 10 Candy Page
Holiday and Birthday Pages
Dream Playroom Page
Design A Pacifier Page
Agere Outfits Page
I hope this gives you some ideas!
If there's any ideas, you would either want me to put into my agere journal or want me to list in another post shoot me a message!
Aww thank you sweet one! That means so much to me and you're my first ask/comment! :3 I'm glad you think so highly of it, I'm trying hard to make it a welcoming place, and I'm happy to hear it's at least looks nice!
My day was amazing! I got to relax, play games, talk to a lot of people, and watch movies!
How my doll doing? Good I hope, and if not, mama lovebug is right here. Look, I've made something for you, who loves good old Bucky? I know I do, so what better way of showing that, then seeing what it might be like to be his little!
Isn't he just the greatest? I think so! He has the most character development I have ever really seen in a character!
Though these posts got me thinking, I wonder, what might it look like being Steves little...
Guess that thought will have to wait till next time :3
You love this vibe and want another one made? Just shoot me a message!
Here are things to remind you that you've got this, whether you're big or you're small, I believe in you and what you can achieve.
Song I listened to while writing this: Wake Me Up by Avicii
I trust in my ability to cope.
I deserve to be respected.
I create value in others lives.
I am excited for the future that awaits me.
I chose to keep my thoughts positive.
I got this, yay!
I am the boss of my own life.
Everything is going to be ok.
I am allowed to want a better life.
Everything really will be ok.
I am so much stronger than I think.
I am grateful for the things I love.
I am stronger than my problems.
My life is led by a purpose that I choose.
I am working on me for me.
I welcome love into my life.
Some miracles happen to me daily while others need time.
I am safe.
I trust everything in my life will go the way I need.
I assume the best and the best happens.
I am enough.
I am cared for.
I am welcome in this world.
I'll find someone who understands me even if I have to wait.
Hello lovelies! I hope this at least helped someone out there who might be struggling, whether a age regressor, a caregiver, or maybe a good soul who just needs a little lift. All are always welcome.
Hi kiddos! Mama Lovebug here and I would first of all like to say thank you for the amount of people enjoying my blog! even those who are my silent viewers! Now if you like this blog and want to see more from me, I have a TikTok where I post about my little space journal pages!
you can find me by this username, seabunnyxoxo!
once again thank you! I care so much about you all!
You can message me on there too! just make sure to be specific and tell me like, this is for Tumblr and you want this. Oh, and tell me if you'd like me to put your username and basically credit you or to not do that :)
the concept of having no irl regressor/ permakid friends hurts a little. drag me to places and have me leave the comfort of my own home (im not going to do it on my own)
Hey little one! Who's ready for space, I know I am, and we have the perfect alien friend to help us along our travels! Put on your seatbelt and relax, let mama lovebug take care of you, and enjoy outer space!
If you'd like one made for you just request it! Don't be shy!
Tumblr- I don't like your image limit per post on my phone. Curse you. Not really though please push this out for people to see. Also I've never done this before :3
First time doing like an aesthetic board! I hope you like it because I quite like it!
So just a disclaimer this was made with me in mind because I just needed some comfort from my dada (Bucky), but it won't use my name nor a specific name so it could be read as an x reader if you want :) but there will be some description and she/her pronouns.
Word Count: 1,125 :)
Tw: at some point a sentence talks about being deserving of someone being proud of you (that sentence my goodness is not grammatically correct.) though it's with the sense of the author saying you deserve it if that makes sense? mentions of changing clothes but not described in detail, mention of missions but doesn't go into detail.
Song Playing while writing this: No tears left to cry by Ariana Grande.
If you want a story wrote shoot me an ask!
"Lovebug I'm home." A voice that is rumbly from hours of missed sleep and lack of use echoes through the small apartment. "Mrrowww" an impatient sound comes from the white bundle of fluff that stretches across the floor to reach for Bucky, who seems adamantly on the search, though the suspicious lump under the blanket on the couch might be the end to his search. The soft sound of Bucky's jacket following his movement as he steps quietly towards the couch, Petting Alpines soft white fur along the way. Bucky carefully lifts the soft pink blanket to reveal a messy head of hair, though through the static of it, a very familiar face appears, and a soft squeak of surprise rings out.
"Hey sweetheart, what're you doing under the blanket?" A small shrug ruffles the blanket, shifting it further down the girl who was hidden underneath it, letting the colder air of the room bite at her face and shoulder. "Don no dada, jus fel smal." the little one mumbles while shifting her hair away from her face to get a better look at her dada. "That's alright doll, let's get you into comfier clothes yea?" A very enthusiastic nod of the littles head as she makes grabby arms towards Bucky is a warming sight to see.
The small shift from laying down to being held causes the blanket to completely fall from the couch entirely. A soft meow of interest from the white cat can be heard from a spot near Bucky's feet. The floorboards of the old apartment creak with each step that Bucky takes, holding his little one tightly in his safe arms, a soft push at the door that leads to the small playroom. The dresser in the corner, a soft pink in color with small yellow stars on it, the top and the front is covered in stickers that range from different superheroes to the little one's favorite cartoon characters. Bucky sets down his lovebug on the white rocking chair in the corner while he picks two options of comfortable clothing. "So, I have this one" he lifts a night gown that's a dark purple with a small embroidered grey moon in the center at the top. " And this one" a two piece, a tank top and a pair of pants that are just a plain pink with wavy seams.
The little one hand points towards her desired outfit and confidently says "that one peassss!" Bucky nods his head with a soft smile and a warm look in his eyes. "Of course, lovebug, thank you for using your manners." A proud twinge in his speech, though he's always proud of his little one, even when she thinks she doesn't deserve it. The suddenly uncomfortable day clothes are slipped off, and the comfortable pajamas are slipped on, though not without the cold air taking one last nip at her skin. A soft sigh leaving the little one's mouth, some peace slipping into her features, patently waiting for her caregiver to pick her back up. "Ok sweet one lets go back to the couch and we'll watch some movies yea? you can show me that one you wanted me to see." Bucky slightly hushed voice floats through the air and lets a sense of ease set through the room. His lovebugs eyes brighten at the thought of showing her dada, though she gives him a look that seems akin to disappointment. "Dada, it wa Tinkerbell! I tol you dat alwedeee" her light voice drifts drawing out the last word in her sentence, showing her disappointment more clearly, looking offended at the thought of her dada not knowing Tinkerbell.
During this enchanting conversation between Bucky and his little one, he had picked her up and had slowly moved towards the living room, where they both stood now debating on which blanket to use. A white fluff ball is seen in the corner of the couch, sleeping away, and without a care in the world. "Do you want to use the pink blanket once again lovebug?" her caregiver's voice sighed out as he settled his little one onto the couch. A sleepy nod is given in response, of course Bucky's little one would never admit it to her dada, but she was already feeling sleepy. "Ok, where did that silly blanket run off too." A soft giggle emits from the very cozy looking little at her dada's words, "dada, bwankets can no run way!" Though she was technically correct, that didn't stop the look of bafflement crossing her caregivers face in a dramatic way as he wondered out loud, "They can't?!" he says in bewilderment. The giggles from Bucky's lovebug grow louder at her dadas obvious display of playfulness as she shakes her head no.
Bucky's search for the blanket ends when he spots it on the floor, near where he had first found his little doll, and yanks it off the ground. "Ah here it is! I thought it really had run away." He laughs at his own joke and turns to wrap his little like a burrito in the blanket. The feel of the fabric against her face was comforting and with her dada picking her up, settling her on his lap, and grabbing the remote for the TV off the coffee table made lovebug relax further. He searches for Tinkerbell, as his face scans the screen, he spots just how many movies this fairy has and looks down at his lovebug. "Which one do-" his sentence cuts off halfway when he spots the sleeping bundle of joy in his arms. A soft chuckle sounds out from him; Bucky turns off the TV and sets the remote back of the coffee table. He carefully lifts himself off the couch with his little in tow, though she shifts and mumbles, she doesn't wake. The creak of the floorboards seems louder than earlier now that there's a sense of caution, as the last thing Bucky would want is to wake his sweet baby up.
The bedroom door creaks open as Bucky taps it gently with his foot, he settles his little one right onto the bed and carefully unravels her from the pink blanket. The urgency Bucky uses to cover up his little doll can't be compared to anything ever done on one of his missions. This time though, the shuffling is enough to wake his little, a quiet mumble sounding out from her. "Go back to sleep lovebug, dada is right here, I'm not going anywhere, I promise." with the promise being said in his comforting, gravelly voice, lovebug slips back into dreamland. The feeling of warmth, comfort and a purring cat ease her and cause a smile to appear on her face.
If you made it this far, I hope you liked it! though just like lovebug, you need to sleep, and so do I.
You want something like this wrote for you or just another x reader type fic? Message me!
Hey little one, its mama lovebug! I just want to say how amazing you're doing! I'm so so so proud of you.
In fact, for being so brave and facing the day head on, I think you deserve to relax.
Watch one of your favorite movies, that's one of mama's favorite ways to relax! What's your favorite movie?
Or taking a good old bubble bath! with all your bathtime friends, but be careful, we don't want soap in your eyes. Mama likes vanilla scented soap; do you have a favorite scent?
Oh! But what mama loves the most is shopping, and I'm sure her little one would love to shop for a treat, whether that be an actual treat or maybe a brand-new toy!
Even if the day didn't go as you planned, or maybe it did and your still exhausted from how hard you worked, mama is proud of you. I'm so glad you've made it through and gotten this far.
One day at a time my little critter and I know you'll go far, but when you doubt yourself and stumble like we all do, mama will always be here waiting for you.
With lots and lots of care, Mama Lovebug.
I hope this helps someone, even just one person, then everything I've done today and the days going forward will be worth it.
I wish there were more agere fanfics and stories in general where the caregiver's main goal (or at least, a very major one) would be making sure the regression doesn't become another scary place for the regressor.
One where the trauma that's often the cause of things like involuntary regression isn't just something in the background, but something the caregiver actually considers when caring for the regressor.
To be honest, that's what I think lots of real life caregivers for regressors should be doing. They should be keeping the reasons the regressor is regressing in mind and they should still be respecting things like boundaries despite the regressed age.
I don't know if this is seen as common sense in agere circles or not, but I've certainly read too many stories and fics where it isn't common sense. I'm definitely not mad at individual creators, I'm just sad that I've had to start avoiding fandom agere content to the point of blocking tags.
Little Lovebug and Caregiver Bucky sleepy argument.
Bucky: Lovebug, you're yawning, you have to be sleepy honey.
Lovebug: Nuh uh dada I not
*yawn*
Bucky: ...
Lovebug: ...
Bucky: It's time for bed Lovebug.
Lovebug: *sigh* otay dada.
So just a disclaimer this was made with me in mind because I just needed some comfort from my dada (Bucky), but it won't use my name nor a specific name so it could be read as an x reader if you want :) but there will be some description and she/her pronouns.
Word Count: 1,125 :)
Tw: at some point a sentence talks about being deserving of someone being proud of you (that sentence my goodness is not grammatically correct.) though it's with the sense of the author saying you deserve it if that makes sense? mentions of changing clothes but not described in detail, mention of missions but doesn't go into detail.
Song Playing while writing this: No tears left to cry by Ariana Grande.
If you want a story wrote shoot me an ask!
"Lovebug I'm home." A voice that is rumbly from hours of missed sleep and lack of use echoes through the small apartment. "Mrrowww" an impatient sound comes from the white bundle of fluff that stretches across the floor to reach for Bucky, who seems adamantly on the search, though the suspicious lump under the blanket on the couch might be the end to his search. The soft sound of Bucky's jacket following his movement as he steps quietly towards the couch, Petting Alpines soft white fur along the way. Bucky carefully lifts the soft pink blanket to reveal a messy head of hair, though through the static of it, a very familiar face appears, and a soft squeak of surprise rings out.
"Hey sweetheart, what're you doing under the blanket?" A small shrug ruffles the blanket, shifting it further down the girl who was hidden underneath it, letting the colder air of the room bite at her face and shoulder. "Don no dada, jus fel smal." the little one mumbles while shifting her hair away from her face to get a better look at her dada. "That's alright doll, let's get you into comfier clothes yea?" A very enthusiastic nod of the littles head as she makes grabby arms towards Bucky is a warming sight to see.
The small shift from laying down to being held causes the blanket to completely fall from the couch entirely. A soft meow of interest from the white cat can be heard from a spot near Bucky's feet. The floorboards of the old apartment creak with each step that Bucky takes, holding his little one tightly in his safe arms, a soft push at the door that leads to the small playroom. The dresser in the corner, a soft pink in color with small yellow stars on it, the top and the front is covered in stickers that range from different superheroes to the little one's favorite cartoon characters. Bucky sets down his lovebug on the white rocking chair in the corner while he picks two options of comfortable clothing. "So, I have this one" he lifts a night gown that's a dark purple with a small embroidered grey moon in the center at the top. " And this one" a two piece, a tank top and a pair of pants that are just a plain pink with wavy seams.
The little one hand points towards her desired outfit and confidently says "that one peassss!" Bucky nods his head with a soft smile and a warm look in his eyes. "Of course, lovebug, thank you for using your manners." A proud twinge in his speech, though he's always proud of his little one, even when she thinks she doesn't deserve it. The suddenly uncomfortable day clothes are slipped off, and the comfortable pajamas are slipped on, though not without the cold air taking one last nip at her skin. A soft sigh leaving the little one's mouth, some peace slipping into her features, patently waiting for her caregiver to pick her back up. "Ok sweet one lets go back to the couch and we'll watch some movies yea? you can show me that one you wanted me to see." Bucky slightly hushed voice floats through the air and lets a sense of ease set through the room. His lovebugs eyes brighten at the thought of showing her dada, though she gives him a look that seems akin to disappointment. "Dada, it wa Tinkerbell! I tol you dat alwedeee" her light voice drifts drawing out the last word in her sentence, showing her disappointment more clearly, looking offended at the thought of her dada not knowing Tinkerbell.
During this enchanting conversation between Bucky and his little one, he had picked her up and had slowly moved towards the living room, where they both stood now debating on which blanket to use. A white fluff ball is seen in the corner of the couch, sleeping away, and without a care in the world. "Do you want to use the pink blanket once again lovebug?" her caregiver's voice sighed out as he settled his little one onto the couch. A sleepy nod is given in response, of course Bucky's little one would never admit it to her dada, but she was already feeling sleepy. "Ok, where did that silly blanket run off too." A soft giggle emits from the very cozy looking little at her dada's words, "dada, bwankets can no run way!" Though she was technically correct, that didn't stop the look of bafflement crossing her caregivers face in a dramatic way as he wondered out loud, "They can't?!" he says in bewilderment. The giggles from Bucky's lovebug grow louder at her dadas obvious display of playfulness as she shakes her head no.
Bucky's search for the blanket ends when he spots it on the floor, near where he had first found his little doll, and yanks it off the ground. "Ah here it is! I thought it really had run away." He laughs at his own joke and turns to wrap his little like a burrito in the blanket. The feel of the fabric against her face was comforting and with her dada picking her up, settling her on his lap, and grabbing the remote for the TV off the coffee table made lovebug relax further. He searches for Tinkerbell, as his face scans the screen, he spots just how many movies this fairy has and looks down at his lovebug. "Which one do-" his sentence cuts off halfway when he spots the sleeping bundle of joy in his arms. A soft chuckle sounds out from him; Bucky turns off the TV and sets the remote back of the coffee table. He carefully lifts himself off the couch with his little in tow, though she shifts and mumbles, she doesn't wake. The creak of the floorboards seems louder than earlier now that there's a sense of caution, as the last thing Bucky would want is to wake his sweet baby up.
The bedroom door creaks open as Bucky taps it gently with his foot, he settles his little one right onto the bed and carefully unravels her from the pink blanket. The urgency Bucky uses to cover up his little doll can't be compared to anything ever done on one of his missions. This time though, the shuffling is enough to wake his little, a quiet mumble sounding out from her. "Go back to sleep lovebug, dada is right here, I'm not going anywhere, I promise." with the promise being said in his comforting, gravelly voice, lovebug slips back into dreamland. The feeling of warmth, comfort and a purring cat ease her and cause a smile to appear on her face.
If you made it this far, I hope you liked it! though just like lovebug, you need to sleep, and so do I.
You want something like this wrote for you or just another x reader type fic? Message me!
I figured since I'm awake at a late time, I assume that some of you will be too, so here are some wonderful affirmations for big and little you to repeat.
No youre not a burden.
You are a wonderful human being.
You are on the right track of life even if you have to keep taking turns to get back.
You are cared for.
You are loved.
Just because you are different does not mean you don't deserve love.
You will find the people for you, even though you have to be patient, time will reward that patience.
You will always have a place here.
Today might have been hard, but you will rise above it, stronger than ever.
