This page is mostly for regression writing, such as oneshots or head canons. I take requests while also writing on my own when I am in the mood to.
Don't support? Don't interact!
Masterlist Here!
─────────ೋღდღೋ─────────
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Rules
No requesting 18+ / NSFW themes.
No age play, pet play, ddlg, ddlb, etc. Don't even interact if that's what you're here for (thank you).
Do not steal my writings or even use with credit.
Do not spam me, be patient for your request.
All subjects are allowed to be requested (meaning triggering topics are 100% okay to ask about!).
If I'm uncomfortable with writing a character (or fandom) I have the right to say no.
I do take oc's, as long as you give me a basic description to go off of.
When requesting, please be clear about what you're wanting / asking. Details that are not given will be randomized.
I will not write most celebrities or reality TV shows. I will also not write for most adult shows such as Rick and Morty or big mouth.
I am uncomfortable writing tickling, lol.
─────────ೋღდღೋ─────────
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Fandom's
Call of Duty / CoD
Genshin Impact
Honaki Star Rail
Voltron
South Park
Marvel
DC
My Hero Academia / MHA
My little pony / MLP
Lookism
Viral Hit
Precure / Glitter Force
Percy Jackson
Lego Ninjago
Sander Sides
Ever After High
Monster High (original)
The Last of Us / TLOU
And more!
─────────ೋღდღೋ─────────
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Other Interests
Wolves of Mercy Falls
The Eminence in Shadow
Helluva Boss
Hazbin Hotel
─────────ೋღდღೋ─────────
I do character + character, oc + character, y/n + character, and so on. I do not mind writing something like a little and multiple caregivers or the other way around and so on.
I'm comfortable writing potty accidents, diapers, and pull-ups but only within reason.
I do not write force regression without consent for comfort. If I do, it'll be angst and more realistic.
I'm 100% comfortable writing all genders and using all pronouns!
At the beginning part of my oneshots it'll have the characters, fandom, plot summary, and content warnings always.
Check me out on Wattpad!
Or Check me out on ao3!
You can find my normal writing in @midmighmoomligh !
Hello!! ive recently come across ur blog and i love the mha agere hcs you do, may I ask for Dabi Agere hcs? :DD
┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅
A/N; I think its funnier that I already was working on this (Dabi is genuinely my favorite character besides Katsuki). SO great minds think alike, here you go!
Btw small tw because it's Dabi y'all should know atp.
┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅
Dabi's regressing age is pretty broad. Sometimes he's itty bitty, sometimes he's a violent angst teen. You never know what you'll get and he doesn't either.
He 100% is an involuntary regressor and despises it.
He despises everything about regressing and will refuse to do so. It's definitely the main cause of the involuntary.
He's so violently secretive about it, seriously. Dabi keeps so many locks on his door sometimes even he gets stuck.
He does have little gear, but only like a couple items. Probably like two pacifiers and a sippy cup. He stashes these things under the floorboards in his room. There's this loose spot under his bed he uses.
Nobody, I mean NOBODY knows that he regresses. He isolates no matter how much it hurts. Sure, the league probably has assumptions about it, but they probably assume he tends to be a teen regressor only.
Dabi is the king of impure regression. His regression is ugly, but it's his. He never feels better when he cries but he always feels better when he regresses like that.
I, personally, headcanon Dabi with BPD. This plays a huge part in his attachments when he regressed. He wants a CG, craves it, and yet he's too scared to be vulnerable around anyone for fear he'll hurt them or they'll hurt him.
Chronic clinger. His stuffies look like they've been through war with how permanently squished they are.
Yes, he has plushies. This is something he's a little more open about, though he always lies and says they're from Toga. His favorite is a weighted stuffie.
Dabi has such a major problem with commitment, this means staying in one place. He keeps little to nothing at the base, but the base isn't his only hidey hole. He has many little spots all over Japan that he'll stay in. All these spots have things just in case he regresses (usually basics like a pacifier & plush!).
He is not gentle with toys at all. He can and will break them. He doesn't regret it unless it's a stuffie he likes.
Dabi absolutely despises having any hero toys, even of his father. He always ends up destroying them.
Just like out of little space, Dabi is mean and distant still. There are probably a few times he involuntarily regressed younger than he would've liked in front of the league. He usually gets meaner to protect himself before storming off in some tantrum.
Speaking of tantrums, he constantly has them. He isn't very good at expressing himself, so it tends to come out as screaming and hitting.
Dabi absolutely curses no matter what age he regresses to. He has a terrible potty mouth.
He hates his burns and staples when he regresses so much. The staples are uncomfortable and the damaged skin is too sensitive. He tends to be violently overstimulated when he's little. He has a bad habit of plucking staples when nervous normally, but it's so much worse when he's regressed. After he's big again, he always gets so mad at himself for it too.
If Dabi were to ever let himself be taken care of, he would've liked it to have been his mom. He's such a major mama's boy. League wise he's pretty drawn to Magne and her big sister nature. She seemed to quietly pick up on it and cool down her crushing in these moments LOL. Dabi is incredibly close with Shigaraki too. I think, realistically, he'd either accidentally out himself or get busted. Yet, he wouldn't regret Shigaraki knowing. He gets on his nerves but he trusts him a lot.
Kurogiri scares him when he's little. No reason why, he just does.
Even when little, Dabi really liked violent stuff like horror or war movies.
If its okay with you could you do agere Shigaraki headcanons, please? I just think the concept is beat and wanna hear your thoughts on it :33 !! Thank you ^_^
Tomura Shigaraki Agere HC's!
┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅
A/N; I'm not super familiar with Shigaraki, but I have a friend who adores him so I've been picking things up from them! hehe. Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request <333!
┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅
Shigaraki regresses pretty small, about 1-5. Occasionally he regresses 13-16!
Absolutely spoiled little turd because of AFO. He has any and every little gear his little heart could ever want.
He can get pretty bratty, as many of the league put it, but he can be really sweet in his own way.
Shigaraki tends to stick to people he's very close to. Kurogiri is 100% his go to, seeing the guy as his father figure more than anyone. Besides him, Spinner and Magne are a close second. As close as he is with Dabi, I think Dabi wouldn't want to be around Shigaraki because he absolutely upsets him every time.
He loves playing games. Board games or digital, it doesn't matter to him. I like to think that when he's little, he likes puzzles the most.
Definitely has a random interest in teenage mutant ninja turtles. I could see him being the boyest boy ever if that makes sense.
Shigaraki is very open about regressing for sure. The league is pretty accepting and sweet on the inside, so I don't think they'd be very judgemental about it.
When he regresses, it can be involuntary OR voluntary. He definitely knows how to pull himself out of regressing even when it is involuntary.
Most people don't notice when he teen regresses at all, but Dabi SO does. They always argue like siblings, so he totally clocks it. I feel like this is the only time Dabi is comfortable interacting with regressed Shigaraki!
Dabi and teen!regressed Shigaraki is an absolute chaotic duo and they're banned from being unsupervised after many incidences. Them paired with Toga is also not allowed to be unsupervised.
I feel like Shigaraki can be pretty independent, but prefer to be dependent on others. He wouldn't want to be alone as his thoughts will stew into something ugly.
Shigaraki's main comfort items are blankies. I can so see him as a blankie lover.
Even when he's little, he can and will try to beat up Dabi. It's extremely entertaining for everyone involved.
AFO is never involved in Shigaraki's regression. In fact, any mention tends to make it fall to the impure side. Most of his involuntary regressing is definitely caused by AFO related things.
He so gets super paranoid that AFO will show up when he's little. It'll take ages for him to calm down about it too.
AFO does know Shigaraki regresses, but he doesn't support it. He has gone out of his way to terrorize poor itty bitty Shigaraki :(.
Shigaraki has been regressing for years, he's comfortable with it and has a bit of a routine with it. He probably started regressing in his early teens when the trauma really began settling in with those hormones.
A/N; ignore how I've lowkey vanished for years only to come back with a violent MHA fixation
┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅
Regresses to 5-10.
Typically involuntarily!
He's genuinely terrified of regressing, but he's fine once he does. He'll never get over this anxiety though.
Katsuki never started regressing until after the war.
100% from stress & PTSD.
He started regressing less when he hit his 20s, but still does occasionally!
Absolutely not open about it. He will fight someone if caught.
He's weirdly good at masking it. He'll be more spacey and quiet, but otherwise people who have found out always told him they couldn't tell even despite knowing.
He was absolutely terrible about regressing in the hospital during his recovery, played a big part in him sneaking off to Izuku's room all the time.
His parents know! They support it, though quietly as they know their son well. If he ever needed something and was desperate enough, though, his parents would always be there.
Regressing is a big part of Katsuki being drawn toward gentle parental figures too, like Best Jeanist. He still will visit him and Edge Shot as often as he can.
Despite his bigger age range, he does like little gear either way. He has a tiny stash... in a literal safe. That's how paranoid he is about it.
I feel like Izuku & Kirishima found out at one point, but aren't bothered by it. They just want to see their best friend happy, okay.
Katsuki isn't the type to want or really need a CG. Though, he hates being alone. He will call people just to hear them on days he feels terrible. When he's in his 20s and onwards, he doesn't even consider that it's a small part of his little self pushing him.
He's definitely a little item collector. He loves comfort items, but nothing too kiddie. Action figures that can be passed off as collector items are his typical go to.
He's a grade A clinger, I fear.
When he would regress in school, Aizawa always noticed. He hated it, but that's also how he found out about age regression in the first place!
Katsuki has had potty accidents. He will take this to his grave.
If he HAD to pick a CG, it would probably be Izuku or Kirishima since they're the closest to him.
A very small group knows about it. This group consists of Izuku, Kirishima, Aizawa, Sero (intoxication is to blame with Sero), and Monoma for some reason.
Despite having people he could go to, he doesn't. He refuses to talk about it with anyone. I don't think I can stress this detail enough.
Hiii!! Can you please do Valeria Garza caregiver headcanons with a autistic little who regrese rlly little one to four and has autism and adhd and is really needy and dependent and will cry without her? It’s okay if not thank you so much!!
Valeria Head Canon's
ೋ❀❀ೋ═══ ❀ ═══ೋ❀❀ೋ
A/N ; Never done one of these before so I hope it turns/ed out okay!
ೋ❀❀ೋ═══ ❀ ═══ೋ❀❀ೋ
She likes to wear baggy clothing & belts where you can grab onto comfortably for you both.
Valeria is very against taking you with her when she needs to work, but there's times she will if she trusts the people she's around enough.
She really loves planning little dates (/p) with you in her free time.
She always seems to have an endless amount of tissues in her pockets. That and your favor candy. Crying? Tissues, cheek kisses, and a candy. Fell? Same thing. Feeling absolutely happy? Candy anyways.
She's the master of being stern but gentle. She hates when you're upset, but also prioritizes your body's health!
There are times where she has to leave for awhile for work. While she's gone she'll spray her favorite stuffie of yours with her perfume and call daily (usually more than once a day!).
You'd have a favorite bodyguard of hers. They're always hanging around for obvious reasons and always panic whenever Valeria has to step out for a few minutes.
Valeria always makes sure you're loved and cared for. So what if you're spoiled? She couldn't resist getting you that 100th stuffie when you had those eyes.
She's got money and 100% spends SO much of it on you without hesitation.
She's very good at reminding you she's always there even when you're not. Even when you guy's first met, she had a handle on your dependency.
Valeria is usually put together, but the days she has hard times with you she's very good at communicating and putting it into gentle words.
100% you have your own regression bedroom, a space in her bedroom, and a space in her office. She let you design everything even down to the wall and floor colors.
She's super patient when you're having your bad days. Whether it's with anxiety or over/under stimulation it doesn't matter. She'll often take a break from work completely for the day to make sure you're okay.
Valeria's personal favorite time is bath time. Simply because she loves all the cool toys that you have too. Sometimes, she's bad about letting you stay in the too cold water.
She loves to play with you. She's not a very physical or active body player, too tired from work, but she loves sitting down and coloring with you for hours or playing legos.
She's also super vocal, praising absolutely everything even when it's not needed sometimes. If you regress to baby space, she'll absolutely babble with you while smiling so hard her cheeks get sore.
Can I request a fic about kai haveing an accident while playing whit some toys of some sort and the zane helping him and letting him know no one is mad
A/N
Thank you for the request! I hope I did okay :).
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Fandom
Lego Ninjago
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Characters
Kai ;; 19 ;; He/Him ;; Little
Zane ;; 30/40s ;; He/They/It ;; CG
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
⚠Content Warnings⚠
Potty Accident & Anxiety.
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Zane knew Kai wasn’t feeling well after their last adventure. So, his solution? Trying to help him regress. He knew it helped him so logically it worked out in his mind. He tended to be forceful when it came to getting others to regress. He loved caring for age regressors when it was safe for them to do so anyway. He could admit he was not above getting frustrated when faced with a regressor at a bad, unsafe, time.
Today, after a trip to the store, Zane found some toy blocks he thought Kai would enjoy. Thus resulted in what he was doing now. He had gone straight home, excited to show his find to him. As soon as he arrived he went straight to where Kai was trying to sleep. He walked into the shared room, looking around before spotting the hot head curled up on his bunk. He set down the bag of blocks, carefully to not be too loud.
“ Want to build something?” he asked with a smile.
Kai shifted, leaning to be half on his back as he tilted his head behind him to see what Zane was on about. His eyes glanced at the blocks. A frown took over his expression instead of the smile that Zane wanted. He rolled his eyes and turned back over.
Thankfully for the metal friend, this would not deter him in the slightest. He had been doing this for awhile now, more because of how stubborn Kai could be to regress and relax. He was always on the fence about it, if he even remembered right. He gently pushed the bag aside with his foot, then walked across the room so he was by the bunk. He knelt by the bed while reading a hand out to rest it on his shoulder for his attention.
“ Come on, you don’t even want to try?” he asked with a pleading tone. He even went as far as to give him puppy eyes.
“ No. I’m tired and sore. I just want to sleep,” Kai stubbornly replied. The reply made Zane realize it would take quite a bit of effort to get him to regress, let alone play with him.
Zane let out an exasperated sigh. Even with frustration beginning to build in his system, he was not about to give up. He carefully pushed himself up, then sat down on the edge of the bed. The bed dipped where he sat, making Kai shift.
“ I know you are. Relaxing can help with that and I think we both know being little will do just that.”
A few ticks of silence passed over them before Kai finally rolled over to look at him again. Seeing his face again made a smile come to Zane's features, so nice appearing. He waited about a minute more before Kai caved and said something, looking away from him as he did.
“ I don’t even think my brain will let me right now I feel so tired,” he tried to argue.
Zane’s eyes looked away as a brief sulking expression came over him, but he would not back down that easily. He could tell Kai wanted to regress, he was just too tense and overthinking it way too much. He thought about it for a few seconds before reaching a hand out to run it through Kai’s hair. He watched as he shifted to lay fully on his back with a huff at it.
“ How tired are you exactly? “ he asked in a low, almost whisper, tone. He was trying to poke at his excuse more.
Kai huffed at it and tilted his head so Zane’s fingers left his hair. He loved head rubs and scratches, for sure his weakness. He sat up finally, rubbing his face with his hands while exhaling.
“ Not really tired, I guess. Just sore,” he huffed at the stubborn android.
He shifted, sitting up properly while moving to face Kai better. Zane gently pulled his head to his chest, using his other arm to hug him close. Surprisingly, the younger didn’t argue. He just flopped against him. He rubbed his back with his free hand, rubbing in soothing circles.
“ So just sore then? Any other reason you don’t want to regress? ” he asked in a slightly teasing tone.
Kai shook his head though. He didn’t feel like there was any other reason to it than that. He adjusted himself so he was more comfortably leaning on Zane. He did feel better this way. That’s sort of when he realized he already was slipping. Not that it was a big deal, it just surprised him to be so clueless about it. He inhales slowly, tilting his head to look up at him.
“ No, I don’t think so,” he answered more clearly.
Zane chuckled at your stubbornness, he could tell Kai was slowly slipping. His hand shifted from his hair to his back, rubbing slow, soothing circles. His arm remained firmly around his waist, pulling him even closer against him.
" You're quite a stubborn little one, you know that? " he teased.
He knew if he just pushed a little more, he'd slip further. He was eager to care for little Kai. Despite what Zane really expected, Kai just pouted. He sank against him whole growing quiet. He didn't really feel as tired anymore. He even wanted to play for a little while instead of staying in bed. After a little while he pushed himself up from Zane to sit up fully.
" Can we still build something? " he asked quietly, nervously really. He didn't know why, but he had this underlying anxiety that he wouldn't let him anymore.
Of course, Zane noticed this nervousness. He didn't like it, but didn't know how to sooth it. In the end be decided against doing anything about it. Maybe it'd fade with a little time, a little more smaller mind even. A smile spread across his face from Kai's request, though. It truly made him happy that he was coming a little more out of his shell.
" Of course little one," Zane agreed with a short nod.
Kai felt relaxed when he agreed, not wasting time to do so either. Before he could get off the bed, Zane was already up grabbing some blankets they could sit on. Then he unzipped the bag of blocks and dumped them on to the floor. He helped Kai down from the bed, something that definitely made him feel smaller. The little found himself chewing on his bottom lip and inner cheek more often after settling on the soft floor-blankets.
" Do you have any little gear? " Zane asked, not yet sitting as he looked around.
Embarrassment settled over his system at the question. His fingers fidgeted with his clothing to vent this emotion out. Though, his eyes kept on the blocks. He didn't really care about that stuff, he wanted to build. Maybe he'd make a tower or a house. Maybe even a farm?
" Kai, " Zane's monotone voice pulled him from the fun thoughts. He grumbled at this and pointed toward his bed again.
As soon as the older was moving to dig around his bunk, Kai had his hands on the blocks. They smelled odd, but he couldn't find it in himself to care for more than a few seconds. He started building a house with them and wondering about who lived in it. Maybe little fairies did.
Thankfully the more responsible of the two, right now, returned and handed him one of his favorite pacifiers. Without hesitation, Kai's increasingly smaller mind took it and shoved it in his mouth. He could hear him chuckling at this before sitting down across from him. His eyes didn't leave the house he was building.
" Whatcha making? " Zane asked as he handed Kai another block.
" House, " Kai mumbled around the pacifier while taking the offer block and stacking it to make the roof.
" It looks cool already, " he admired with a smile. He only got a nod back, though.
For the most part, the two say in silence while Kai built all sorts of things. He'd build, knock it over, giggle, then build something new out of the destruction. Zane gave small praises between while offering to help clean up. However, he didn't do much besides watching. He liked watching anyway.
It wasn't until an hour later that Zane's attention was grabbed by Kai's sister calling from the ball. Wordlessly, he got up and opened the door. He leaned against it as he talked to her, things that Kai couldn't really grasp right now. The only thing he could think about was his sister. He wanted hugs from her. A fact that was quickly making him pout before he remembered the cool building he was trying to make and returning to that. He felt like he needed to do something, something his body was asking of him. However, his little mind couldn't remember what anymore. He'd remember for a few seconds, then get distracted. Not a lot floated in that sweet head of his right now.
The conversation between Zane and Nya was nice background noise while he played. He was so close to finishing, determined to do so, so he could show them. He placed another block and another, then he felt a strange wetness. Before he could register what was happening, Kai had finished. He stared down at his lap and the blankets that have now gotten wet under him.
Kai had gone potty.
He's never done that before, it was genuinely new. It was scary too. His little mind didn't appreciate the sudden new thing to happen to him. Even when he physically had been a little kid, he didn't do this often. Kai didn't know what to do, but he did know he was beyond embarrassed. His face was red, even his ears gaining that flushed color. With little hesitation, he did only what his little mine could think of, Kai began to cry.
Hearing the sound Zane whipped around so fast it made his neck a little sore. He pushed himself off the doorframe and frowned when seeing Kai, something that seemed to make him cry harder. The little knocked over his building that he was so close to finishing to express further distress.
" Kai what happened? " Zane questioned as he moved closer. He crouched down to his height and looked around, pushing some blocks off and away from Kai.
It took a few seconds, but he figured out what happened in the end. It was difficult to hide things from an android, to be fair.
" Oh baby, " he said sadly once piecing everything together at last. His arms reached out to hug him close, but gently. " It's okay, it was an accident, " he reassured as gently as he could manage.
" You didn't mean to and no ones mad. "
Zane's voice was somewhat soothing, but Kai still felt bad. He ruined play time and made a mess. He also interrupted Nya and Zane's conversation.
" Let's go get cleaned up, okay? " he offered sweetly before trying to pick Kai up.
However, the little had other things in mind. When the attempt to pick him up was made, he cried out and shoved him. He was gross and dirty and didn't want to get Zane that way.
" Kai, please, " Zane pleaded. " I'm not upset and I don't mind. Nothing a little soap and water can't fix, " he pointed out as he cupped his cheeks to make Kai look at him.
" Please? " he almost begged.
Kai couldn't say no to that. It'd make him feel more guilty. So, he nodded. He held his arms up after Zane smiled. Soon after he was scooped right up and taken off to the bathroom. Much to his surprise, when they arrived, Nya popped in with some clean and cozy clothes. Zane looked thankful, but Kai only watched quietly while trying to calm his tears.
Zane had his back to Kai as the little one carefully bathed. It was simply more comfortable that way for him. The older had tried to help, but the younger kept freaking out and crying more. It took some trial and error, but they seemed to have figured it out.
" 'm done, " Kai mumbled so quietly Zane almost missed it.
Thankfully, he hadn't. He spun around and smiled kindly at him. He offered his pacifier, something that was quickly plucked from his hand and shoved into his mouth. It made him snort with amusement. An awkward silence seemed to have settled between them, so Zane opened his arms and offered Kai hug. There was no movement at first, but eventually the little one stepped forward and flopped against the caregiver. He was hugged tight and gently rocked back and forth.
" It's alright, " Zane reminded, voice just barely above a whisper. " There's nothing wrong with you and no ones upset, " he added. Kai nodded to it and clung to him.
" Good boy, " he praised with a gentle kiss to the top of his head. " Now, let's go watch a movie or something. "
And with that, they left the bathroom with the new mission wto cheer up Kai.
Hi!! Do you think you could do a lookism cg!Jay Yeol and reader?
I don’t have anything in particular in mind, but some ideas I had were playing with his dogs, him generally pampering you, and him putting together outfits for you!
- 🪞
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
A/N
Thank sm you for you request! This one isn't the best, but I hope you enjoy it anyway 😭🙏.
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Fandom
Lookism
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Characters
Y/N ; Gender Neutral ; They/Them ; little
Hong Jay Yeol ; 18 ; He/Him ; CG
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
You had managed to bribe Jay into going to the park with you today. Well, it was not hard to ask him to do something you wanted to do. He’d do anything with you, even if it were expensive. Not that you were the type to do that to him.
As soon as the sun rose, you were jumping on him and shaking him awake. A long sigh spilled out of him as he rolled over, only for you to pounce on him again. He was now officially awake, something you only knew because of the smile that appeared on his face. As always, you won that battle. You got off him as he got up, practically jumping up and down once off the bed. He never minded when you got this excited, he found it cute even.
Jay ruffled your hair before walking with you to the kitchen, where he made himself and you a quick breakfast. After eating, you both took turns showering. At last, it was time to get dressed. This was your favorite part of each day, regardless of what you were doing. Only because of the expression that he got while picking out just the right clothes. He almost glowed as he tugged out clothes from the closet, and compared them, then twenty minutes later there was an outfit.
He wore some comfortable pants and a nice shirt. Then there was you, dressed in cute overalls that were the same color as his pants with a comfy shirt under it. You had socks and tennis shoes that matched the color of your shirt. He handed you your favorite pacifier while he grabbed the last of his things so you two could go.
That sign was enough to get you jumping up and down again. However, you opted to quietly chew on your pacifier to not bother Jay too much while he was getting a ride. It didn’t take long, thankfully.
During that time, the puppies began to wake up and harass you, not that you ever minded. You flopped down onto the hardwood floor a little too hard to play with them. They were very nice about playing, jumping on you in ways they’ve learned doesn’t hurt you. Giggles spilled out of you when one of the pups brought you their favorite toy. They dropped it, so you happily picked it up and tossed it for them.
You leaped into the car while he just flopped down beside you after helping the pups safely into the car because, of course, they’re coming with. They deserved a day out too. Jay reached over and put your seatbelt on after some encouraging motions to sit in place properly. After doing his own, you both quiet road in the car to the park. Well, you babbled and leaned on him while the car drove. He reached out to rub your back after a little while.
Thankfully, the drive to the park wasn’t too bad. When you arrived, he had to keep you from launching out of the car. He pretty much picked you up to keep you from doing it. His free hand held the leashes for the pups while his other supported you on his hip.
Once it was safe enough, he put you down and let you run off to the swings. He trailed behind you, happy to keep an eye on you. Though soon he was conned into pushing you on the swings while the pups play. Each time you came back close to him, giggles spilled out. He kept pushing you for as long as you wanted until you got bored of that.
He watched as you jumped down, anxiety spiking for a moment because the last thing he wanted was for you to get hurt. You ran off to play with the puppies, running around in the park field while they chased you and playfully barked. Jay loved watching you play like this, more so that you were playing so freely. When you came running by him, he scooped you up and spun you around, making you squeal.
Without really needing words, you could tell it was already time to head back. Your game of tag was over anyway, plus you were getting hungry. So, you flopped against him without complaint. Besides you knew you could come back another day.
Can you maybe write Ghost + Child Regressor Reader who had an accident and got scared that Ghost would get angry or be disgusted? :3 You're one of the only people who write COD with a regressor reader and I love it!! 🩷
A/N
Ironically I had just been finishing up a oneshot book I made with this concept! This is just a chapter of it 🫶. If you want to read more I have the entire store post on wattpad here! Hope you enjoy overall and thank you for your request!
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Fandom
Call of Duty
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Characters
Y/N ; 17 ; Gender Neutral ;; They/Them ; little
Simon " Ghost " Riley ; 31 ; He/Him ; CG
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
⚠Content Warnings⚠
Violence, War stuff, COD yk. Potty accident & internally shaming of self!
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
A sudden anxious urge washed over you. You tossed and turned over the covers you had not put on yourself. You were trying to go back to sleep, but instead found yourself awake anyway. With a huff, your eyes finally peeled open. You looked out the window to your left, enjoying how pretty the moon looked tonight with the way the snowy clouds dropped layer after layer. The window seal was covered in snow, making it pile up on the sides to reach higher. You found it pretty, peaceful.
Until you felt it.
You felt a strange wetness, almost coldness too. Well, it was warm in some spots cold in others. When you shifted, the jeans you had fallen asleep in stuck to you. You froze in place at it.
The seconds ticked by as you began to process what happened. The anxiety you had felt when you were refusing to wake before hit you like a train when it had clicked. It was suffocating, quickly becoming hard to breathe as you process how embarrassing it was.
You had wet the bed.
You've never done that before, genuinely. You didn't understand what had happened and god you rather shrivel up and die than really acknowledge what had happened. You suddenly sat up in the bed, eyes darting across the room. First, they focused onto the alarm clock placed on the suspiciously chewed up night stand. The clock read 3:48 am. It was really early, or late depending on your standards.
Then your eyes fell onto Johnny and Simon. Both were now settled into the air mattress on the floor. You've never actually seen them sleeping together, so it was a bit of a shock to find Simon without his mask and laying on his side toward the door. John was also on his side, but pressed against his larger partners back with an arm tossed over his side in a loose hold. They had about four or five blankets tossed on then, most leaning toward the larger man in the bed.
You shook that shock from your mind since you confirmed that they were asleep still. With a shaking body, you began to rip off the sheets from the bed, tossing the blankets onto the floor at the foot of the bed since that was the only space free. You grabbed a spare pair of pants and underwear before scrambling out of the room. You'd worry about searching for new sheets later. For now, you went around as quiet as physically possible searching for the laundry room. You found it on the main floor, in the hallway under the upstairs. It was a small space, had a door too.
When entering, you closed it and turned the lights on. The sudden brightness made you flinched, but with the tears quickly filling your eyes you needed it to see better. You tossed the bedding onto the floor, the clean clothes on the surface of the dryer. Then you opened up the washer, happy to see it empty. With that being confirmed, you began to stuff the bedding into it. You were clumsy, feeling that fuzzy headspace wash over you as you berated yourself in your mind. Insult after insult, you didn't hold back on yourself. You couldn't believe you had done this. It was definitely a new one for the books, one you hoped to take the secret of it to your grave.
Suddenly, the laundry room door opened.
" What are you doing? " Simon's exhausted voice rumbled out from deep within in chest.
It scared you, making you visibly jump. He had caught you mid struggling to shove the thick sheets into the machine. You were quickly loosing your usual motor skills as you fell further into that, normally, comforting headspace.
" Um- I, uh, spilled somethin, " you told Simon awkwardly while trying to shove the bedding harder into the washer.
Ghost's expression was a mix of exhaustion and irritation as he observed the mess in front of him. It was evident that Ghost was already in a bad mood, and your little accident likely added to that.
" What the hell did you spill? " He sighed, moving closer to you and reaching out to take the sheets from your trembling hands.
You flinched as the bedding was taken from your shaking hands. You sniffled as quietly as you could manage while stepping back. Now you knew it was a matter of time before Simon smelled it. You stared at the floor in shame. The anxiety of the fact of what had happened hammering through you harshly. You've never done it before, it scared you.
" Don't remember, " you mumbled.
Simon's frustration was palpable, and as he picked up the damp bedding, his expression darkened. The smell of the accident clung to the sheets, and while not the most pleasant, he has endured far worse on the battlefield.
" Bloody hell, " he muttered as he looked down at the sheets in his hand before giving them a rough twist and shoving them into the washer. " I hope this was a one-off, " he said gruffly as he reached over and turned the washing machine on.
You continued to stare at the floor of the laundry room. You still wore soiled pants, tears spilling over uncontrollably while you wished you could just sink into the ground and completely disappear from shame. You didn't reply to Simon, deciding it was likely better not to.
Simon made sure the washer door closed properly before turning it on. Then he turned around and saw the tear stains on your face. His annoyance softened slightly, replaced by a mixture of surprise and concern. He crouched down to be more on your level, knowing it tended to comfort you when agere-related things happened.
" Hey," he placed a hand on your shoulder, "look at me, " he requested as gently as he could manage. It helped you realize his frustration was more at being awake, not directed toward you. Although it ate at you, you did lift your head for him. You blinked heavily at him so you could see him clearly. This caused your tears to practically pour.
" You know this is not your fault, right? Even the big boys have accidents sometimes, it's part of life. I'm not mad about the sheets, just... just be careful in the future, okay? "
Shock quickly washed over you. He was comforting you, not scolding you? It was gross what you had done, yet he was being so patient and sweet. You didn't deserve this, at least that's what you had convinced yourself. Despite what you told yourself, you did deserve this. You deserved every ounce of his love and affection.
" 'm sorry, " you mumbled up, raising your arms up to wipe your face even if it wasn't worth the effort. The words seemed to make you crumble. " Don know what happened, " you hiccuped as you began to cry freely at last.
Seeing you break down, Simon sighed and pulled you in for a hug. He held you tightly. It didn't feel right or fair, especially when you were still wearing gross clothes. It made you feel more guilty as much as you wanted the comfort.
" Don't apologize, it's okay, " he mumbled against your shoulder and slowly rubbed your back in soothing circles. " Sometimes these accidents happen and no one's to blame, " he said with a softer tone as he tried to soothe you. " Let's get you cleaned up and into some fresh clothes, yeah? "
" 'm gross, " you whined quietly, squirming in Simon's hold to get away from the hug. " 'm sorry, " you added, soon hiccuping out a sob.
Simon sighed, his annoyance returning as he tightened his hold. He wasn't as patient as John, unfortunately for you both.
" You're not gross. You just had an accident, it happens to everyone," he said firmly, hoping it would get through to you this time. "Now let's get you cleaned up, silly bug. "
With that said, he picked you up in a strong but gentle grip. Being picked up us 100% you're weakness, something you had found our several months ago. Mostly because Johnny absolutely loved carrying you around. In his arms, you slumped against him and calmed your crying faster than you'd care to admit. You buried your face into a mixture of his shoulder and chest, your favorite spot. Simon had turned off the laundry room light before leaving. He was quiet as he walked through the hallway, only a few steps before pushing obathroom downstairs bathroom door. He continued to hold you as he pulled the shower curtain closed and turned on the water. While standing there, he tested the water to make sure it didn't get too hot or cold.
It made you nervous, hoping that no one would be woken by the sound. The last thing you wanted to explain was your regression to John's family, let alone the fact you had an accident in the bed as a, now, 17-year-old. You didn't even want to tell Johnny.
Simon seemed to pick up on your nerves and spoke up, " Don't worry, Johnny's a deep sleeper and the others usually mind their own business. The shower won't disturb them," he said as he gently set you onto your feet. " Do you want help? "
You nodded without missing a beat. Both pair always made sure to ask, which helped in general. Even if sometimes the asking for permission to do something got a little out of hand. Without missing a beat, Simon began to help you out of your pants. He's become a pro at helping you with closed eyes too. You held onto his forearms for support while doing your part to get them off.
He knew how vulnerable you were feeling, so he spoke softly to soothe your nerves. " You're okay, " he repeated as he helped you step into the shower, clothes now disguarded safely. " Let's get you cleaned up, alright? You'll feel much better once you're clean. "
You hiccuped quietly and sniffled as you pulled the curtain of the shower closed. Simon waited patiently outside the shower, likely standing half leaning against the bathroom sink like he usually did at home. You did your best to bathe yourself, but you kept dropping the soap bottles and just about everything you tried to hold. The sound of it hitting the tile floor kept making your flinch. You felt so little, making it hard to control this bigger body of yours.
" It's okay, take your time, " Simon spoke up from the other side of the curtain, " You're doing great. "
The praise helped you. You sniffled and did your best. Somehow, you managed to not drop stuff as much. It did still happen, just not as frequently. When you finally finished, you turned off the water and peeked out from the curtain.
" Towel? " you mumbled quietly.
Simon's expression softened as he saw your clean face peeking out from behind the shower curtain. " Yeah, " he said gently, stepping closer to the shower and handing you a soft white towel. " All clean, eh? Good job. "
He remained nearby as you dried off, making sure you were comfortable and giving you a small smile of reassurance.
You to on the towel when it was offered, soon disappearing back behind the curtain to dry off. When you felt you were finished, you wrapped the fluffy towel around yourself then carefully got out of the shower. It wasn't an easy task, barely trusting yourself to not slip right now. However, with Simon keeping an eye on you, you didn't feel as anxious about it. You stood in the bathroom, shivering now from how cold you were without the warm water.
Simon looked around before spotting a robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. It had one of John's sister's names on it, so he just grabbed it and plopped it onto you.
" Here, use this for now. "
" is okay? " you whispered as you wiggled around a bit to tie it in place and free yourself of the towel. It was big on you, not that you minded. Though you quickly noticed the ducks on it in a few spots. It made you giggle, so you showed him too.
" Oh that's cute, " Simon told you with a nod. He may not have agreed, but you didn't really care that much. " And yes it's okay, we're just borrowing it. "
You nodded slowly at that information. Taking his offered hand, he lead you all the way upstairs and back to John's childhood room. Much to your surprise, he was awake and laying on the air mattress, just on his phone. He blinked a few times when he noticed you two come in. First you, then Simon. He made sure to shut the door behind you two.
" Everything okay? " Johnny asked, quietly and gently.
You only nodded, looking to Simon who did the same. He didn't say a word. That much made you feel relieved and genuinely cared for.
" I noticed the sheets on the bed were gone, so I put a fresh pair on, " John told them while turning his attention back to his phone.
Nothing was added nor asked. It relieved you. Simon shuffled with you to the foot of both the beds, where there was a lot more space to comfortably stand.
" Anything you want to wear in particular? " he asked as he tugged open a drawer of the dresser in the closet. You quickly noticed the same, probably bite marks, all over the wooden furniture.
" 'm dunno, " you mumbled as you lifted your hand, soon chewing on your fingers. You just felt the need to have something to chew on.
" Hmmm, " Simon hummed as he shuffled through the clothes. " How about some sweatpants? I'll let you wear one of my shirts if you want. "
You paused your chewing to blink at you, even catching John look up from his phone in the corner of your eye. It had surprised you both. Simon was not a big clothes sharer, well willingly.
" Really? " you asked, sounding a tad more excited than you had meant to.
" Sure, why not, " he shrugged.
" kay! " you agreed, nodding your head and even bouncing a little.
It made him smile. In return you found yourself smiling too.
After getting dressed, with some help too, you ended up snuggling into the air mattress with Simon and Johnny. You were squished between them, though comfortably. John was still on his phone, smiling contently while he did whatever it was he was doing.
" Comfortable? " Simon has asked, getting you to look at him. You nodded after, moving to your side to face him then cuddling into his chest. He pulled one of the blankets to be around you better. " Good, " he sighed contently.
" Just relax now, we've got you, " he whispered before yawning and settling down himself.
You gently tugged on his shirt, making him look down at you. He looked barely awake, yet he still wanted to make sure you had everything yih needed.
" 'm wan 'm paci, " you mumbled you him, moving to chew on your thumb to emphasize what you wanted. He frowned.
" Not sure we packed it kiddo, sorry, " he told you sadly, hand rubbing your back.
You shook your head, shifting a little to your back to point to your backpack still settled in front of the nightstand.
" You packed it? " Simon questioned with surprise peeking on his tone.
" Mhm, " you admitted shyly. Yet, he was clearly proud of you with the way he squeezed you into a hug. Then he pulled out a spare pillow and smacked John with it.
" What on EARTH-" John yelped louder than he really should've.
" Y/N's pacifier is in their bag right next to your head. "
" Oh. "
John turned over to face where the bag was, tugging it over then shuffling through it. Soon, he turned over to face you both, showing off the prized pacifier he had fished out. You rolled to your back, opening your mouth for him to nicely place it in. Happily, you chewed on it. You didn't really move from there, clearly soothing yourself into such a sleepy state it was hard to move.
" So sweet, " the scot cooed as he shuffled over. He brushed some of your hair from your face, then snuggled up to you and Simon.
Judging by how quiet the older of you three are being, you figure he fell asleep at last.
" Better not kick in your sleep, " the younger man teased you. You huffed at him playfully, making him smile wider. " Okay okay, try to get a bit more sleep. Sure we'll all be up in a few more hours if you can't, " he told you, soon yawning too.
You caught the yawn, making him absolutely beam. He laid his arm over you, just above where Simon's was. Soon after, you were both falling back asleep together.
hello hello! I just recently found your blog and I have learned so much from it!
I was wondering if you could do another Voltron story w Keith and Lance, but their roles reversed? Could you also do different backgrounds? As in, Lance in your last story had been a caregiver before, I don’t want Keith to have the same story, y’know what I mean?
you don’t have to do any of this ofc! It’s just a request! Otherwise, I love all your stories and I appreciate what you’ve done to make other people aware.
A/N
Hope I somewhat hit the mark! Took forever to figure out what you meant then I didn't really have any ideas until suddenly I did and now I have too many. I'll think about doing a part two but for now here you go! 💞💞
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Fandom
Voltron
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Characters
Lance ;; 18 ;; He/Him ;; Little
Keith ;; 20 ;; He/They ;; CG
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
⚠Content Warnings⚠
Violence, War stuff, General Voltron themes.
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
" Shiro I don't know what you're on about today with bringing this up suddenly, " Keith huffed as he shut down the training bot. His sword remained tight in his hand, breaths uneven from the exercise.
Just behind him, Shiro was leaned against the wall by the doors. His arms were crossed calmly over his chest. A long sigh left him.
" I guess, I just... have been thinking about it a lot recently, " Shiro told him truthfully. " I mean, I know you have always wanted to be a caregiver.. " he trailed off.
Keith gave a short nod. The day that both of them found out they were caregivers was awkward as hell in Itself, but it also gave them something to bond over. The sword in his hand retracted as he turned on his heels and walked toward his oldest friend.
" Just spit it out. What are you thinking? " he spoke harshly, visibly disliking the drag on the conversation.
" What if a little is on our team? Or several? What if we find one out there-"
" Shiro that's really unlikely, " Keith cut Shiro off without hesitation. He ran his fingers through his hair, more intending to get the sweat from his face than anything. " Besides what would you do if you found one out there, " he huffed.
" It's not like the team would suddenly agree to bring a random alien on ship just because you pleaded with them, " he rolled his eyes. However, he paused after. His expression turned into a saddened one, rather than annoyed. " Not after everything we've been through. "
" I know, you're right, " Shiro sighed and pushed himself off the wall. " I'm done now, I guess that just scratched my itch to talk about it, " the older shrugged off before tossing an arm across the youngers shoulders.
" I'm starving and you smell, so let's go, " he smiled down at him.
" Whatever, " Keith grumbled.
***
Keith couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't believe what was right in front of him. This had to be a joke. He knew the fight they had just barely survived was a lot, but really?
How did Shiro know?
God he is NEVER telling him he was right. He'd never live that down. Just after an attack from the Galra occured, everyone had thought they made it out okay. Besides soreness and bruises from being tossed around. Getting back and removing their gear, Lance seemed to hang by. He seemed off, from dropping things to generally seeming to lack in motor skills. This set off Keith's caregivering instinct, but he decided to ignore it.
As usual, Keith waited until the room was empty before removing his gear. He hadn't realized Lance decided to do the same this time. Which was strange. Usually, he was messy scrambling out of it and one of the first people to leave. When he had finished and turned around, he found Lance in tears. Lance. Crying.
It made his heart sink. Sure they fought constantly and he always was getting on his nerves, but something about their most optimistic team member crying genuinely scared him. He watched for a moment, hot tears falling from Lance's eyes while his gloved hands failed to get a grip on the armor enough to remove it. Carefully, as if approaching a scared animal, Keith inched towards Lance.
" Do you want some help? " he asked, quietly and gently.
Despite his efforts, he still startled him. Lance jumped, head shooting up to stare at him. His eyes were wide, like a deer caught in headlights. His lip trembled, absolutely breaking his heart.
" I just want to help, not to fight if anything, " he reassured.
" Please, " the word, slightly slurred, stumbled out of Lance.
With a short nod, Keith carefully helped Lance out of the armor. Once it was removed, damage under it could be seen. Sometimes, it dug into the wrong places despite fitting to their body types. Taking the wrong blow could cause it to cut in or heavily bruise spots. Lance seemed to have taken too many of these wrong blows.
Keith helped all the way until he was dressed. Then he stepped back. He didn't know what to do, it was making him nervous. Of course he didn't want to assume Lance was regressing or anything, nor force the very idea onto him. He swallowed thickly. Before he got the courage to speak, Lance got it first.
" Can I hug you? " he'd whisper.
The request surprised him. Lance didn't even look at him, rather, the floor looked much more interesting to the younger paladin. Taking a deep breath, Keith loosely wrapped his arms around the taller. He pulled his head against him, where it landed just under his chest since he was sitting on the bench still.
" I know I'm not the best at comfort and all that, but are you okay? " Keith mustered up the courage to ask.
Arms slowly wrapped around him. Soon, hands gripped his jacket while a short sobbed escaped Lance. Keith held him a bit tighter. His chest ached, but he knew this was all he could do for now. He gently ran his fingers through his hair, adjusting a bit to be craddling his head better. It seemed to help, since after ten minutes of straight messy crying Lance had calmed.
" Sorry, " Lance tried to pull away.
Keith only pulled him back, not letting him go just yet. He didn't fight back either just accepted it and buried his face back into his stomach.
" Don't be, " Keith huffed, " I get it. "
" It hurts, " he whined quietly, accidentally cutting off his neee somewhat friend.
" I know, " he sighed sadly, running his fingers back through his hair. " We should get you to bed little fawn. "
This visibly startled Lance. He pushed back from Keith, gently pressing his forearms against his stomach to do so. He got free easily, as a result. His eyes wide as he stared up to him. He looked scared, anxious, all of it really. There was too many negative emotions for Keith to entirely pick up.
" You-"
" Don't judge, " Keith cut him off swiftly. " And accept who you are. There's nothing wrong with you, your mind just doesn't know what to do, " he told him gently. He reached a hand out and ruffled his hair. Then be turned to grab Lance's shoes.
" You know what's happening to me? " Lance asked, stumbling over his words. " You know at all? " he hiccuped.
The sound made Keith worry. He grabbed the worn out tennis shoes then quickly returned. He kneeled down in front of him to help him put them on. Even tying them for him, knowing very well how little it'd make Lance feel.
" I do. It's called age regression, and it's just a coping mechanism. Loads of people do it for various reasons. Some have caregivers and some don't. Me and Shiro are caregivers, if that isn't obvious. "
" You? " Lance questioned with a small giggle, lifting an arm up to wipe his face with his sleeve.
" Come on, don't give me that " Keith rolled his eyes with a huff. Using the bench, he helped himself up. The soreness was definitely getting to him too. " There's loads of things you don't know about me, " he teased with a playful smile.
" Now come on, let's get you laying down at least. "
Lance nodded, offering a hand to Keith who quickly took it. The tired and bruised little pulled himself up with a wince. They walked out of the, sort of, locker room then headed towards where the bedrooms were at. They walked very slow, more because any faster and Lance kept tripping. He held Keith's hand the entire time they walked to his bedroom. When they reached Lance's room, they quickly got him inside and straight to bed.
Keith removed his shoes, helping him get comfortable and even going as far as to tuck him into bed. He sat by him on the bed, just gently petting his hair.
" Why fawn? " Lance asked quietly, slightly fumbling the word.
" You look like a deer when you're surprised, " Keith chuckled with a rare smile. It made Lance smile at him.
" Okay, " he accepted the answer with a small nod.
Then he moved to lay on his side, well, the one that didn't hurt too bad anyways. Keith remained there, quietly humming while tracing circles on his back instead of playing with his hair. It reminded Lance of his mom, his family. As he began to doze off, getting the much needed sleep, he sucked on his thumb without even thinking about it. The exhaustion completely crashed into him now that he was laying down. He accepted it with ease, allowing Keith's humming to guide him through his dreams.
I got bored and made a HC list for my oc's because I can ✨. Do not repost, steal, or copy these characters as they are designed by me. Images are not owned by me though!
AJ
Big age 20, Little age 2-8
Non-binary, AFAB, They/Them
Human, Time Traveler
Babysitter is Hayden, no CG
Not in a relationship
Regresses as a symptom of DPD
Comfort item is a pink blanket & a bee pillow pet
They're a sleepy little, loves to take naps and sleep
Super cuddly and clingy. They get jealous easy
They're shy and sensitive, doesn't take much to make them anxious or cry
Has a bad habit of chewing on their fingers
Doesn't usually need a CG. Being alone most their life they've learn to adapt being on their own. They would like to have one, of course, but they do know how to care for themselves
Alpha
Big age 17, Little age 1-4
Demi-male, AMAB, He/They/It
Human (MHA OC)
Caregiver is Zena (bsf)
Not in a relationship
Regresses as a symptom of OSSD
Doesn't have a comfort item
He is generally well behaved, usually crying though
Sensitive, not hard to make him cry
They rarely listen to system caregivers
He isn't aware that he regresses, but doesn't stop himself from doing it
Big on superheroes
Mina is his favorite pro-hero
Loves playing pretend hero's
Doesn't need a CG. He technically had two CGs, often being cared for by system members who like him. However since he fronts as much as he does, he wants to have one
Alexandrite
Big age 34, Little age 1-4
Male, AMAB, He/Him
Human
Caregiver is Darian & Ares
Regresses when very ill
Dating Ares & Dare, married to Ivy. Has a daughter (Jennifer), a step daughter (Fern), and an infant son
Comfort item is a two headed teddy bear named Timmy and Tom
Finds it funny when Ivy, when she's regressed, copies him when he is
Loves when Ivy cries with him, makes him feel heard
He's an outgoing little, enjoys doing things even when he is sick
May be outgoing, but he is really anxious about being around others. He tends to shut down
Needs a CG, since he regresses when he's really sick he needs someone to help remind him to take care of himself. Plus, he gets lonely
Cathrinus
Big age 40, Little age 2-5
Male, AMAB, He/Him
Human
Caregiver is Arden
Is a Caregiver to Ophelia
Regresses to cope with religious trauma
Engaged to Arden and has an adoptive daughter
Comfort item is a penguin called David
When regressed, he's a little sibling to Ophelia
Takes Age Dreaming a little literally. He usually regresses as he's falling asleep
He's a flip, a caregiver and a regressor
He mainly impure regresses, as most his triggers are negative
Really flinchy when he's regressed
It's difficult to get him to do much of anything, most the time he's just sitting there zoned out
Needs a CG, but won't admit it. He's difficult to be a CG for since he'll just sit there and zone out instead of letting himself be taken care of. He's stubborn about taking care of himself
Colton
Big age 19, Little age 1-4
Male, AMAB, He/Him
Human
Caregiver is Victor and Roman
Regresses to cope with Anxiety
Not in a relationship
Comfort item is Victor
Ophelia and Victor are his best friends, Roman is his oldest brother
Has lots of play dates with Ophelia, she often acts like a big sibling
She always convinces him into her chaotic plans
Loves Adventure Time & Bluey
Needs pull ups / Diapers, often has accidents in his sleep
Loves playing video games, his favorite is the Animal Crossing games
He's very sweet when regressed and also clingy, especially to Victor
He's very new to regression and the community!
He's a gaming streamer, but he does have a secret account for his regression
Does need a CG, since he regresses so young. He also emotionally leans on a CG heavily. If they're upset, he'll be upset and so on
Elicia
Big age 29, Little age 5-10
FTM, He/Him
Vampire
Doesn't have a CG
Not in a relationship
Doesn't have a particular reason to regress
Comfort item is a pink blanket he named Janet
Its hard to tell when he regresses, since he has a childish personality
He's very bubbly and outgoing, loves being around others
Favorite game is knights and dragons
Loves exploring, it's easy to loose him if you don't keep a close eye on him
Huge sweet tooth, will tackle someone for a piece of candy
Forts, a huge fan of building large and wonderful forts
Doesn't need a CG, often looks after other regressors when he's regressed as a big sibling
Elio
Big age 21, Pet Regresses to a Puppy
Male, AMAB, He/It
Werewolf (CoD OC)
Doesn't have a CG
In a relationship with Soap
No reason for Regression
Comfort item is a chew toy Ghost got him for Christmas
Best friend's with Twyla (they're pen pals!)
Super playful and happy. It doesn't take much to get this pup into hyper mode
Great with other regressors, super patient
He's protective over age regressors and loves playing with other pet regressors. He's very gentle when playing with both
Loves chewing on anything and everything
Almost always regressed
Doesn't know about regressors at all
Super protective of little Ghost
Favorite game is fetch or tracking
Generally well behaved, but has his moments
Doesn't need a CG, nor does he want one. He can handle himself just fine and other's don't even notice that he regresses
Jun-Seo
Big age 42, Little age 2-4 and pet regresses to a puppy
Demi-male, FTM, He/They
Human (MHA OC)
Caregiver is Dean and Sara
Not in a relationship, but has a crush on Dean
Regresses to cope with DA trauma
Comfort item is his first pacifier, it has a cute little dog bone on it
He has a son (Alpha) and a daughter (Beta)
He works as a pro-hero and always brings Alpha gifts from work
He loves chewing on things, it's often a big fight to get him to stop or to get the item away
He's playful and chaotic, loves to run around and cause trouble
Loves playing Princesses and Dragon's as well as family (or mom & dad)
Favorite movie is Brave
Zommies for days, so hyper
He's shy around new people, will hide behind his CG/s
Does need a CG because of the amount of trouble he'll get himself into
Bronya is stressing herself out with her work and the arguments people keep getting into with her aren't helping. She locks herself into her office, but Seele is too dense to keep out.
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
Stress couldn’t even describe how Bronya felt right now. With Jarilo-VI healing, stress became weighed onto her shoulders. She was trying to fix the things her mother did, desperate to do so. Most days she didn’t even know what she was doing. Today was one of those days. People kept hounding her, scolding her left and right, and arguing with every single thing she said big or small.
It was becoming too much.
Finally, the second she had the moment she escaped into the office that was one of her mothers. It didn’t help being there. She disliked it, after everything that had happened and everything he had learned. It was the only space she could trap herself into during this time of day, however. It sucked. She shoved herself down into the chair and practically slammed her arms onto the table. Soon, her head joined them. She buried her face into her arms, holding back the tears that threatened to spill.
She felt like a little girl again.
She felt like that scared and innocent little girl she had once been. Though she didn’t remember much before her mother, she had found she remembered the feelings she had. Bronya curled up in her position. It was awkward, but it helped. Being alone in the large open space allowed her to cry. She didn’t know why, but as she did she felt like she was a little girl crying for their parent again.
Suddenly, one of the doors swung open. It made Bryona jump and go instantly silent. Her heart raced while she pretended that she had fallen asleep there. Maybe whoever had come in would leave her alone at that idea.
“ Bryona what are you doing?” Seele asked as she walked closer to the woman's desk.
A sudden relief washed over her as she came to realize it was just Seele. The girl she’s developed quite the crush on after everything that has occurred. It was mutual, they both confessed, but they hadn’t done anything about it. Both have been far too busy to do anything about it for the time being. Even with the comfort of the girl who brought her peace, the child-minded Bronya decided to remain hidden in her arms.
“ I know you haven’t eaten today, get up,” the brash girl huffed out.
She pressed her hands onto the opposite side of the desk and leaned against them. Seele looked down at her, staring and expecting her to listen. Normally, she did. This was becoming a rare moment where Bronya did not. As the silence became almost deafening in the space, Seele grew annoyed. She walked around the desk, grabbed her arm, and then yanked Bronya right out of her chair and the position she had placed herself.
“ Get up!” she demanded more clearly.
Now standing, it showed Bronya’s tear-streaked and softly flushed face. Tears were already beginning to fill her eyes at the rough handling she was given. Silence once more fell between them. It was tense and awkward. Slowly and carefully, to not startle the little girl, Seele lifted her hands. Her rough and worn hands cupped the softer skin of Bronya’s face. She used her thumbs to wipe away the tears on her face.
“ What happened? What’s going on?” she questioned, worry pressing on her features.
“ Meanies,” Bronya pouted.
More silence. Instead of worry, Seele now looked surprised. She smiled and laughed, loud and strong. That laugh that the other girl loved her. She was suddenly tugged into a hug, tight and safe. She leaned against her with ease. She felt soothing back rubs as she was rocked back and forth.
“ Sorry, Sorry,” Seele sighed just before tucking Bronya’s head under her own. Despite being the same height, she did so anyway. “ I just wasn’t expecting you to be a little. I’m not mad or anything, it makes me happy actually. But either way, I’m sorry you’ve been having a bad day sweetheart.”
Instead of feeling yucky and sad, Bronya now felt puzzled. She pulled away from the woman and looked at her, expression mirroring that confusion. It gave away simply that she was little. She didn’t usually express these things, though she was trying to get better for her crush or maybe girlfriend.
“ What?” she asked quietly, but politely.
Seele guided her to sit back down. She stood beside her, leaning against the desk. Soon she moved to rest her head against her stomach. It felt safe and warm. She liked it. She sniffled while thoughts were being collected.
“ It’s a word for someone whose age regresses,” Seele explained,” It’s a coping mechanism where someone regresses into a younger mind. It’s healthy and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it.”
It was a good thing that she added the last part. Seele ran her fingers through her hair and played with it. Once more another silence fell over them. They stayed like that for a while. Bronya thought about the information for a few minutes only to forget about it and just focus on the one comforting her. She moved her arms to wrap around Seele, gently squeezing her to be closer. She was tired and still felt that stress hanging onto her shoulders. As a result, she felt the need to be held.
“ Here get up for a second,” Seele asked of her.
Bronya nodded and complied. She got up from the chair and shuffled aside when guided to do so. Seele sat down into it, then pulled the little into her lap. She fell into it with a surprise huff. Seele wrapped her arms around her, then spun around so they were facing the window. She held her tight, but not so much so it hurt. Bronya took a little while, but she slowly began to relax into the touch. It reminded her of her mother. She used to sit in her lap while she worked and watched. She leaned her head against Seele’s shoulder.
“ Nothin wrong with me,” she whispered.
“ Nope, not even for a second,” she agreed with her.
König is enjoying the weather when it starts to rain!
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
With rumbles of the clouds above, König was out watching as it began to rain. It was light drops, one by one that fell onto his hood and casual clothing. He still stood out there in the parking lot, however. It was nice weather. The air was warm while the rain was a refreshing coolness. It was difficult to not want to be out there.
“ König are you coming?”
The voice startled him. He hadn’t realized he had been out there for so long. It had been an hour, just him standing there zoning out and watching the rain. His clothing, and mask, were completely soaked. They stuck uncomfortably to his skin, but he wasn’t sure he minded right now. Normally it would make him heavily uncomfortable. It was a breath of fresh air, to put it simply. When he turned to look behind him, Horangi was standing at the heavy iron door to their base. He blinked tiredly at him, wearing casual clothes much like he did.
“ But it’s nice out,” König decided to reply without even thinking.
His tone was soft and quiet. It mirrored the way his mind felt like it was blurring together. It felt so strange but welcomed. He’s felt this way before, regressing often within the safe space of his room or office. However, this would be one of the few times he did so outside of that space. Even more rare, it was positive. He felt light and happy. His body thrummed with a happy feeling that made him wear a hidden smile under his layered masks.
“ It’s pouring König, and the weather app said it’s only meant to get worse,” Horangi argued. The shorter man stepped out through the door some more. His foot keeps the door open. He still stood under the overhang of the roof so he would stay dry.
“ Please,” König found himself almost begging. “ Just nice out,” he spoke quieter. The evidence of his regression beginning to show through.
Hornagi either didn’t notice or didn’t care enough to ask. He simply sighed and leaned against the framing of the metal door. He crossed his arms over his chest as a tired parent's appearance seemed to settle onto him.
“ Only if you take a warm shower as soon as we come inside, got it? We don’t need you sick.”
König practically lit up as Horangi caved. He smiled so hard under his mask that his cheeks were starting to hurt. He peeked around, walking around to check around the building's walls and even the vehicles that were parked outside. After confirming it was just them out there, he let himself relax. He stomped through the puddles, laughing to himself as they splashed. He jumped over into the next, a larger one. It splashed so high that it splattered across his soaked clothing. He burst out laughing and then hopped to the next puddle. He hopped into each puddle as they formed, scattering the water across the concrete happily. It went okay until he tripped.
He tripped right onto his knees, gloved hands catching him in a more childish instinct. His adult mind knew not to know that, but of course, right now he’s just a sweet little boy. He wasn’t regressed very far, more a child headspace. It stung, knees scraped a bit. When he looked up he spotted Horangi walking over to him with a worried expression. It made his heart swell. As soon as Horangi was close enough, he was trying to help him up to his feet again.
“ Are you alright?”
The gentle tone made König melt. He nodded. Although the fall had startled him, he didn’t feel upset or hurt. It was a nice refresher. With Horangi’s help, he got up onto his feet again. His eyes watched his friend quickly become soaked by the rain. It made him laugh.
“ Don’t laugh!” he complained.
“ You’re all wet!” König giggled as he tried to stop his laughing as he was asked.
“ I was worried about you! You fell!” Horangi huffed at him while moving his arms to cross over his chest.
The rain was falling harder and faster than before. The clouds rumbled, but there was no lightning in sight. Once König managed to get his laughter under control, Horangi cupped his hands and threw the water they gathered at him. He gasped dramatically. Soon he was trying to do the same. He wasn’t able to gather as much water as Horangi, but the battle of tossing the water they caught at each other. Laughter filled the space as they did so.
“ Can’t get enough,” König whined after Horangi had dodged the small amount he had gathered.
“ Okay okay, I’ll show you,” he decided.
He walked closer to his larger, and older, friend. Once he stood in front of him, he held his hands out for his hands.
“ Give me your hands,” he asked.
Quickly, König did as he was asked. He held his gloved hands out and gently placed them into his smaller ones. He excitedly watched as his hands were guided to cup together better. He listened as Horangi ranted and taught him how to catch it better. With a few adjustments to his hands, they caught so much more water very quickly. His eyes lit up in reply. When he moved to pull his touch away proudly, König tossed the water right into his face.
“ Oh my god,” Horangi complained but laughed and rubbed some of the water from his face so it wouldn’t be dripping. “ You’re lucky you’re cute and sweet,” he sighed in defeat, getting laughter in reply.
Suddenly, a loud crackle of lightning sounded in the place. It echoed off the walls of the building as it reached them. The loud sound made König flinch and whimper.
“It's okay,” Horangi reassured, raising his hands to help soothe him. “Let's head inside now,” he instructed.
With an agreeing nod, König trailed behind his shorter friend as the heavy iron door was opened again. They walked inside and were met with the warmth of the inside. At least the rain was fun while it lasted.
Ares and Ivy plans a birthday party for Alex's birthday! Dare is nervous about it, since Alex doesn't celebrate his birthday and never has.
❀•°•═════ஓ๑♡๑ஓ═════•°•❀
“ Does Alex celebrate his birthday?”
Darian blinked at the question Ares popped so randomly while they were hanging out in the living room. Ivy was sitting in his lap, watching whatever played on the TV, while he was leaning against his partner's side. It was a strange question, but one that wasn’t unwelcome. He adjusted how he sat, pulling Ivy’s attention to the conversation by doing so unintentionally.
“ Not really, but out of habit,” Dare answered truthfully. It did upset him to think about it, but he understood why Alexandrite, their oldest partner, avoided his birthday. “ His parents didn’t do birthdays,” he decided to add.
“ Oh, I see,” Ares’ awkwardly answered as he settled back into the couch. He laid his arm across the backing of the couch just behind Dare. The action welcomed more cuddles.
“ Why do you ask?” he asked after a few seconds had passed. He wasn’t trying to pry into the thoughts of his boyfriend, but it was difficult to not want to know what on earth he was thinking.
Taking a deep breath, Ares replied, “ I was thinking, since his birthday is coming up, we could do something?”
The poor white-haired man looked so nervous, which was fair. Although the very fact made him smile. He adored it when those two got together. They were quite the unlikely pair to be together, in all fairness. At the question of a birthday event, Ivy lit up. She moved to fact them both instead, not that Dare minded. He simply shifted his grasp to support her. His arm laid across her back, sort of like the back of a chair. Then her legs were draped across both their laps.
“ Yes! Let’s do something!” she agreed without hesitation and a beaming smile.
Dare sighed. “ I supposed we could at least try to do something,” he caved in the end. It was hard to deny things when Ivy got excited. Plus when Ares smiled calmly and wrapped his arm around him for a side hug it was worth it. He smiled himself, leaning more into his partner.
“ It’ll be small, but we’ll do something.”
“ Yes, small,” he warned gently.
***
The day of Alex’s birthday arrived far quicker than anyone would’ve expected. Occasionally, Ares asked Darian a few questions throughout the week. They tended to be so random it hurt his brain too. But when the day came, Dare was woken up by a text from Ares asking if he could bring Alex over to his home around this afternoon. He had texted at six am. Six. am. It was way too early for it, so he just rolled over to face his partner and went back to sleep.
Later, after they got up for the day, Alex cooked them some late breakfast while he sat at the counter. He was nervous, to say the least. Now that he’s woken up he wasn’t sure this was a good idea anymore. He chewed the inside of his cheek, watching as Alex made them pancakes like he did every Monday.
“ Ares wants us to come over later,” Dare voiced as he was handed some juice to hold him over while he waited. He was starving, more so for Alex’s wonderful food. The large man paused, looking puzzled as to why.
“ Okay, any reason why?” he questioned, reasonably. It also helped give away that he wasn’t even aware of his own birthday.
“ No, he just wants to hang out,” he reassured as he moved to rest his head into the palm of his hand. He fidgeted with the glass of strawberry juice. It was amazing, homemade. “ It’ll just be the four of us, as usual.”
“ Oh, okay. That's fine then,” he got in reply.
Alex spun back on his heel and returned to cooking pancakes for them. When he finished, he organized them between two plates and then slid one over to Dare. He sat down beside him and quietly ate. The morning was already so peaceful. He hoped it stayed that way for the entire day. As fun as the party was, Alex still deserved to have a calm and stress-free birthday.
By the time they finished eating and cleaning up the dishes they both had used, it was time to leave for Ares. Though Darian waited as Alex got ready. He always waited until the last minute to get dressed, he swore.
“ Make sure to wear something comfortable,” Dare huffed as he waited in the hallway just to the side of the bedroom doorway. The only reply he got was Alex mocking what he said with a huff. It made him smile, even if it wasn’t nice to do.
Soon he popped out of the bedroom. He wore a nice long-sleeved shirt and some sweatpants. After sharing a small kiss, they left for their partner's home. Thankfully, the drive wasn’t too long either. The last thing either of them wanted was a long, painful, drive. Parking only took a few minutes, so did traveling up to the front door of the home. He let Alex knock on the door, and then they waited. Much to either of their surprise, when the door swung open they were met with their shortest partner. Ivy was in comfy clothes, had a calm smile, and looked a bit nervous. Ares on the other hand could be spotted in the kitchen.
“ Oh, hi Ivy,” Dare greeted. He reached out to gently pet her head, to which she smiled a bit brighter at them.
Stepping into the space, it was set up to celebrate Alex’s birthday. The colors were pastel, but bright. The birthday banner was plastered across two walls just in front of the front door. It felt wrong to be nervous, but Dare was. As Ivy closed the door and attached herself to his side, he picked up that she was little. Out of the three boys, he never minded when she was. If anything, he had a massive habit of yoinking little Ivy away from them. He loved how she followed one of them around quietly. It was so adorable to him. He sighed gently, offering his hand to her palm up. She seemed confused by it at first, but quickly linked their hands together when she did process it and cuddled their fused hands to her chest.
“ Oh..” Alex finally spoke up after taking in the view of all the decorates. His voice was quiet, hesitant. “ Is… that today?”
“ Yeah, it’s your birthday bud,” Dare chuckled as he walked towards the living room slowly.
Ivy trailed behind him, still clinging to his hand. When he reached the couch, he fully scooped her up and spun her around. She giggled, buried her face into him, and then huffed when they sat down on the couch. He held her happily, occasionally rocking her gently back and forth.
Alex swallowed thickly but decided against replying. He shuffled into the living room and sat down away from the pair. He kept chewing on his bottom lip to relieve the anxiety that was pooling in his chest. Before he got the courage to say something, anything, Ares came out with a beautiful-looking cake. He set it down on the coffee table, then flopped down onto the couch beside Dare and Ivy. The cake got his attention, being someone who adored sweets. He chewed on his bottom lip more.
“ Sorry if this upsets you or anything,” Ares began. He sounded nervous as well. With how quiet Alex was being, no one could blame him.
“ No… it’s just,” Alex attempted to communicate his thoughts, but as usual he had a hard time. He huffed to himself in frustration.
To make things easier, Ares leaned forward and tugged Alex to come closer. He did without argument, leaning against the shorter man and closing his eyes. It was calming to be like this, close to others. His mind was feeling fuzzy, but he wasn’t sure if it was stress caused or because he was genuinely happy.
“ I do like it,” he made sure to say. Ares nodded patiently at it. “ It’s just, a lot. I guess.”
“ Okay, that’s okay,” Ares told him as he laid an arm across the older’s shoulders.
Alex slid down on the couch so he was a bit shorter than him. It made him feel a bit smaller, as well as safe. They were all quiet for a while, besides Dare’s humming filling the space. They were all so patient. Ares reached for the remote for the TV after about an hour. He turned it on and put on a kid-friendly show, more because of Ivy. He was fairly unaware of Alex’s slipping mind.
“ Cake?” Alex asked quietly.
Ares and Dare laughed at the question. It was only a matter of time before Alex asked for some cake. The sweet tooth on him was rather intense, not that anyone ever minded such a thing. While Ivy and Dare were quietly playing, Ares got up from the couch. He grabbed a small plate and a knife to cut the cake. He sat on the floor, soon Alex joining him just across from him, and cut the cake up evenly. The older man across from Ares was practically vibrating in excitement. Although he didn’t smile, it didn’t take a genius to know that he was happy.
Putting a slice onto the plate, he carefully passed it to Alex. He took it with two hands, then sat back so his back was leaned against the couch. Dare’s leg was on the right of him, so he leaned against it and ate his cake quietly.
“ Do you want to open one of the gifts?” Ares offered.
Presents made him excited. Despite being mid-bite of his yummy cake, Alex nodded excitedly. He pushed the plate onto the coffee table. Ares leaned back and grabbed one of the boxes, then set it next to his partner. As soon as the box was set down, Ivy was shoving herself onto the floor next to him. Dare leaned against his legs so he could watch them. She settled down between his legs. She copied Alex so blatantly, which was normal at this point. When Alex started regressing, she mirrored him. Alex took another bite of his cake before going to open his present. Because of this, Ivy pouted and looked up to Dare. She was upset she didn’t have her own.
“ You gotta ask Ares,” Dare gently encouraged the quiet little. His fingers brushed some of her hair to tuck comfortably behind her ear. Her pout deepened.
The sound of ripping wrapping paper filled the room, while Ivy kept looking between Alex, his hands, the cake, and Ares. By the time the box was unwrapped, she finally caved. She pushed herself onto her knees and leaned against the table. She reached over to him and tugged at his shirt. This grabbed his attention.
“ Hmm?” he hummed as a content smile fell on his expression.
“ Cake…” she whispered just loud enough that he could hear. He raised and eyebrow at her.
“ That isn’t how you ask nicely,” he scolded gently. She, reasonably, became upset at this. She whined and squirmed in her spot. Ivy sat back against the couch so hard she bounced against it a bit.
Alex was struggling to open the box. The noise of Ivy’s small fit had him turning his attention to her. He frowned, borderline pouted. He disliked seeing her upset. It upset him.
“ Please, cake?” she tried again.
It was close enough. So with a sigh, Ares took it. He put a slice for her onto a plate and then set it on the coffee table in front of her. Alex was pleased by the way she smiled again. He turned towards the tape-shut box, shaking it with a frustrated huff before holding it out to Dare. Dare took it with a smile. He tugged out a pocket knife and opened up the box for him, just cutting the tape to free it. Then he handed the box over.
“ Sorry, I didn’t think he’d regress…” Ares apologized sheepishly. He spotted Ivy trying to take the plate off the coffee table in the corner of his eye. “ Don’t do that, keep it on the table,” he’d scold.
She pouted again.
Alex leaned forward, taking a bite of his cake while watching Ivy. She did the same. It made him smile and laugh quietly. He loved it when she mirrored him. He found it so funny. He opened the box and pulled out what was inside. It was a few new and soft long-sleeve shirts.
“ Thank you,” he whispered as he rubbed the fabric against his face.
❝ Wait what? Why would anyone want to be your valentine? ❞
They paused. They pressed this lips together and looked down. Their usually back straight and shoulders back was falling. Their chest ached from her words. Were they really that unlovable?
❝ Are you serious? Ahaha- guys check this out! The tool thinks she can ask ME to be her valentine! ❞ her cackled.
The group turned their attention towards them both and laughed along with the beautiful women in front of them. They flinched each and every time they were misgendered. It broke their heart. They pressed the small box of homemade chocolates against their chest. His hair slowly sliding to fall over their face while their grey eyes filled with tears. They knew they were nothing but an item for war and justice, but they're human too. At least, they thought they were human.
❝ You can't even act your own age, why would anyone want you? ❞ Another female voice spoke, but they refused to look up from their feet.
❝ Seriously, not one is going to want to have to take care if you, you're too clingy,❞ A male voice spoke this time.
Their eyes blurred with the tears that filled their eyes. Their breath hitched, but in response they just held it. Even if they passed out, they refused to allow themselves to be weak in front of them.
❝ What are you all standing around and laughing for!? We have work to do! ❞
At the voice, the small non-binary detective looked to the source. The familiar face of the man made them sniffle. His eyes focused onto them, giving a small, yet warm, smile. He held a hand out to them, which they gladly rushed over and took. He pulled them close to his side, gently rubbing their back as he lead them to his office.
❝ I'm sorry Hayden- My Lord, I-I was the one who distracted them, ❞ They apologized nervously.
❝ I wasn't really upset about that, I was merely trying to make an excuse to rescue you, ❞ Hayden explained as he closed the doors or his office behind himself.
He lead them both to sit down on the couch he kept in his office. It was there simply because he knew they rarely rested, he's gotten them to nap on the couch occasionally. The smaller looked up to him, hicciping before giving in and hugging him. They burried their face into his chest and out of reflex he gently squeezed them into a hug.
❝ I'm sorry this happened, Aj,❞he apologized in a soft, almost parental tone.
It was difficult for them not to regress. Aj never really told anyone about their regression, the times they had they had gotten sexualized for it. It wasn't like they could control it much either. Their hands clung to the nice dress shirt Hayden wore. They dropped the box of chocolates onto the floor long ago. He rubbed their back slowly, whispering comforting words in hopes it would help them relax or breathe, or something really.
❝ You're safe here, love, ❞ He reassured as he ran his hand through their hair.
It was the final words that caused them to regress fully. Unfortunately, impure regression always made them regress younger than they could handle. The first thing they felt was uncomfortable in their work uniform. The next, was simply sad. Aj shifted and cuddled into their Lord, Hayden. The man they've served for years. No one has accepted them, so why would he? He'd probably abandon them after he found out. So, they remained silent and unmoving. So terrified that even their cries stopped.
❝ Are you okay? ❞ AJ tensed.
❝ Aj, I know I'm not all that good at being there for you, but I'm here for you, ❞he reassured as he moved to look at them.
He cupped their cheeks, forcing them to look at him. The first thing Hayden had notice was this new childish glint in their eyes, and heavy sadness. He gently wiped their tears away with his thumbs before kissing their forehead.
❝ I never will leave either, ❞he promised.
Their breath hitched. Once again Aj was crying. They whimpered and made small grabby hands for him between the small gap between them. He smiled and wrapped his arms around them again. He gently rocked them, humming a soft song as he had. It only took about twenty minutes for Aj to calm again, which Hayden is thankful for.
❝ Hey bug? ❞he asked, causing them to pick up their head.
❝ It's okay to regress, given everything you've been through I don't blame you. I'll always be here if you need someone to protect you or play with, ❞he spoke as a smile pulled on his lips.
Their eyes, filled with confusion, stared at him in disbelief. They hiccuped before, a little rougher than they had meant to, jumped on him and hugged him. They buried their face into his shoulder and clung to him. They had always felt safe with him, even when they were younger. Hayden laughed softly, trying his best not to be too loud just in case. He slowly moved to pick up the box of chocolates and handed it back to them. The little chewed on the knuckle of their pointer finger as they took the box again. Aj leaned against Haydensy chest, hesitant as what to even do with the box.
❝ I'm sorry your Valentines rejected you little bug, but I'm sure there's people who really love you who'd love to have some chocolates from you, ❞Hayden told them honestly as he gave them gentle pets.
❝ How many boxes do you have, bug? ❞he asked after few moments.
Aj thought for a moment, more distracted over who to go be this box to. This box is very special, they made it to be that way. They blinked and looked up to Hayden, taking their time while he waited patiently for their answer. They held up five fingers, making him smile. He gave them a squeeze like hug.
❝ Well, do you want me to help you give them to those people?❞
The lit up and nodded excitedly. They got up, tripping a bit, but they managed. They went over to their bag and picked up the boxes they had. Aj showed them to Hayden excitedly, even giving a soft giggle.
❝ That's great bug! ❞ He praised as he pulled himself up to his feet.
The praise caused them to giggle again. They took two of his fingers, holding onto them with one hand while the other held the paper bag they kept the boxes in. They showed Hayden the names on the boxes the best they could, but he seemed to figure out who they went to pretty easily. So, the two made their way out of the police station to begin their adventure.
❝ Do you have anything like little gear? ❞ Hayden asked as Aj practically dragged the poor immortal around.
They shook their head, giving a small shrug, before spotting the small little fruit stand their friend held down town. Hayden was going to speak, but he was dragged over to the stand before he could. He let out a soft sigh, they just bursted to giggles and poked his stomach. The actions caused him to laugh along with them.
❝ Aj? What's up honey? Also, happy valentines to you both! ❞ A tall women greeted.
She is beautiful. Her present caused both of them to paused at gaze at her. The little giggled and moved to hug her, which she just smiled and squeezed them close. She seemed to figure out what was happening pretty quickly. She watched them dig into the bag and pull out a galaxy themed box. The women smiled and took the chocolates.
❝ Aww, thank you honeymoon, ❞ She thanked before giving a kiss on the littles head affectionately.
❝ I'm Hayden, Lord of this district-❞ Hayden began to introduce, when a masculine voice tore through the street.
❝ LADY- AJ! WHAT NO CHOCOLATES FOR ME? ❞ The small male shouted as he ran up to them.
The little flinched causing Hayden's fingers to twitch from the reflex to protect them. AJ simply giggled as the man tripped over his feet and fell onto the ground. He is even shorter than them. It was strange to see. The man pulled himself up and bowed respectfully towards Hayden.
❝ Forgive me my Lord! I hadn't meant to cause a scene! I am Sargent Autumn Sir! But you are welcome to call me by Ace! ❞
❝ It's quite alright, and it's nice to meet you, ❞ He reassured.
They handed the man a soft orange box then waved him goodbye. The man lit up, already eating the chocolates by the time An had grabbed Hayden's arm and pulled him away. They walked quietly for a few minutes before they stopped. Them stopping caused Hayden to jerk forward, making him yelp a bit. He moved to look at them, seeing tears in their eyes again. He gently placed his hands on their shoulders.
❝ What's wrong little bug? ❞ He asked softly.
They sniffled and offered the box that had been rejected from the women not all that long ago. Hayden paused, but smiled. He gently took the box and kissed the littles head. He wrapped his arms around them and pulled them close to his chest. They buried their face into him, tugging his shirt in hopes he'd pick them up. They wanted to be carried now.
❝ I can't right not little one, remember? I'm hurt. Also, I'd be happy to he your valentine, ❞ He told them in a soft, loving, tone. It made them so happy.
Aj squealed quietly into his chest happily. They clung to him, or more like cuddled into him. They felt so much better, all thanks to him. They're glad he won't leave. It meant everything to the little.
❝ You're so cute little one, how about we get you some little gear, hm? Both for home and for the office. You're always welcome in my office too, ❞ He spoke softly.
They lifted their head and nodded excitedly, practically jumping up and down. Hayden had always treated them like the human they were, it made them so happy. Aj just wished they had more people in their life that treated them more than just a punching bag or a general therapist, or even an object of war and protection. They wanted to be able to live like a human.
