Always 100% nonsexual and nothing I would consider especially dark, but some of the characters I enjoy are from media that's not necessarily safe for every regressor, so please keep that in mind!
I would love to make friends with people around my age, but I don't feel comfortable messaging people under 20 or so
Please do not interact if your blog is at all nsfw. Otherwise I don't keep a very specific DNI, just please use your judgement and be thoughtful!
Day 26 - pacifier / winter- Okay little Abaddon would fight the winter gear for SURE but no one likes when his little extremities turn blue even if he claims immunity to the elements
hey if you’re not feeling great today i just want to remind you that today won’t last forever and neither will your current troubles. there’s always going to be room for something much better, and i hope it finds you soon
While he's usually very excitable, he's still a trauma regressor and has times when he just needs to be cared for quietly and gently. Usually happens after something really sends his old Wasteland survival insticts into overdrive, or in the fallout of big blowout tantrums. Poor guy wears himself out.
That said, on very very rare occasions it'll happen seemingly out of nowhere, and Roadhog gets an affectionate, quiet little Junkrat without the usual tears.
He's usually pretty good at keeping himself chipper and distracted, but it does wear on him that he has such a hard time getting along with people. It gets to him more than he can admit, and sometimes he retreats into a corner somewhere he can be alone and unwatched.
First time he was like this Roadhog was grateful for the quiet but also rightfully concerned. He found him wedged deep under a bed, chewing his thumb and fiddling with a messily assembled new contraption. It took well over an hour to coax him out and replace the device with a stuffed animal.
Dim lights, big hugs, and lots of blankets and pillows are essential. He finds Roadhog's voice soothing. Stories, humming, and even placating hushes make a big difference.
It's a very bad day for little Jamison if he can't find Roadhog in a crisis, or vice versa. After a couple of incidents, they established the importance of Junkrat finding him immediately if he starts to feel this way, but if he's in a panic he sometimes bolts off to hide before he can think to do anything else.
He's just as protective of his cg as Roadhog is of him, and when he's especially small and upset he tends to get irrationally anxious. There have been times when he was so upset that Roadhog thought he must be hurt, only for it to become readily apparent that the boy was just terrified for him.
While he typically refuses pacis or bottles, he takes to them like a duck to water when he's like this.
Roadhog managed to get ahold of a star projector for their room and it's been a lifesaver. Junkrat finds the soft lights and slow rotation calming, and it's even come in handy for settling him on days when he's up and running. Roadhog isn't sure how he survived bedtime before.
crinkly toys. crispy leaves. candy wrappers. red noses. cardigans and cozy sweaters. the sound of the wind in the trees. goosebumps. candy corn. pumpkins. squash. cinnamon and nutmeg. dry grass. rolling down hills. jumping in leaf piles. campfire songs. flashlight stories. sleepovers with your cousins and sibbies. dressing up your stuffies in costumes. boo baskets. movie nights. walking through the neighborhood. full moons. making spells in the backyard. clunky headphones.
