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@oakleaf-hydrangeas
Intro!
Haiii! My name is Oak, and this is my sfw agere blog!
Pronouns: she/he
DNI: radqueer, nsfw blogs, non child safe blogs, trans/homophobic, pedos, racist, bigot, anti-agere, or any hateful people or hateful groups in general!
My little age is typically 3-5, but I am usually agedre when I post on here!
Fandoms: COD, Iron lung, ace attorney, persona 5, and the Pitt!
Hobbies: Drawing mostly, but I also enjoy coloring books :3
Fav song: rises the moon- Liana Flores
I keep missing papa n then I remember papa isn’t here to hold me, I just wan my papa nd I can’t have him close to me :( I miss papaaa :(
Imagine
Falling asleep with your caregiver rocking you gently “shh it’s okay baby mama/papa has you” as a fan gently hums in the background. Nothing can hurt you when you’re with your caregiver. “It’s been a long day you can rest now” is all you hear before you fall asleep.
Waa heres a snippet of my agere dennis whitaker fic!
It has been a hard shift; he was late this morning and had to jump on a trauma right when he got in. It was a car crash, one passenger was injured, a few broken bones and a big cut on his head. In the other car were a mother and daughter. The mother died on impact, and the daughter was fatally injured. Neither of them were wearing seatbelts.
The daughter was heavily injured, unconscious when she got wheeled in. They coded her for 3 hours but she ended up dying. After their moment of silence Whitaker had rushed out and cried in the bathroom. His head started feeling fuzzy but he’s willed it down, it was too early.
He went through the rest of his shift clumsily, Tripping over carts and dropping things. He tried to avoid Robby’s concerned looks, practically running away when he saw him. He managed to keep this up all day. He hurried out of the building at the end of his shift thinking he was in the clear when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He turned around and stood face to face with Robby. Looking up at him with big eyes. The older man smiled “Hey kid, you alright?” Dennis nodded, not trusting his voice. Robby’s smile faltered at the silence “Do you have a ride him back to Santos?” Dennis nodded. “Bud” He said quietly, looking down at his feet. “By bus?” He cleared his troath. “How about I give you a ride? It’s already eight and I don’t want you getting into any trouble. I know how ruthless the evening busses can be.” He squeezed Dennis’s shoulder.
He looked up and cocked his head “Bige?” Robby smiled. “Yeah, do you want that?” Dennis thought for a second and nodded hesitantly. Robby led them to the bike, not removing his hand from Dennis's shoulder.
Robby grabbed the helmet from his bag and slid it onto Dennis's head. Before clicking it shut and adjusting the straps to fit around his head snugly. He climbed onto the bike and patted the backseat. "Just hold onto me, it'll be okay.” Dennis climbed onto the bike and hesitantly placed his hands on Robby's waist. The older man reached by and wrapped Dennis's arms around his waist. ‘That’s better.’ Robby started the engine and started driving.
When they got on the highway the wind got loud. Dennis whined at the sound of the wind hurting his ears. Robby heard this and put a hand on Dennis’, stroking his hand with his thumb. “We're almost there.” He said loud enough for him to hear. Dennis nodded and pressed himself against Robby, feeling the heat of the man’s skin even though his jacket.
They pulled up to Trinity’s apartment, Robby shut of his bike. “Here we are.” He said. Dennis didn’t move. Robby smiled and slowly removed Dennis’s arms from his waist. He got of the bike and helped the younger boy off. His eyes were glassy and unfocused.
Putting a hand on his back he walked him to the door, Dennis’s steps were unsteady. He fumbled with his keys. Robby slowly grabbed his keys out of his hands and opened the door for him. “There we are” His voice was soft.
The full fic here!
How big is Gaia compared to Simon? She looks very large!
also your au makes me sob like a baby i love it
Awwweee, thank you so much! It makes me so happy to create things that make people happy!
As for Gaia's size; she is absurdly bigger than him. To put it in perspective, here's a pic of Simon standing in front of her:
He barely comes up to her lower shoulder. Mark is 5ft 10in, and I've calculated her to be 3 Marks tall. That, if I've done the math right, puts Gaia at about 17ft 8in. Which is kinda crazy now that I think of it lol.
Tldr, she a bigggg Mama. All the better for cuddling her baby.
Sometimes it’s all so awful, all you can do is curl up and try to go little to feel a bit better 3:
saw this clip in an edit and literally dug around like a little creature to find it myself and,,,,, if i said this made me feel tiny then what,, and if i said i think of cg! dark or really any of the egos when i see this,,, then what! /lh /pos !!!!
Can some very cool people make more iron lung agere content eventually or link some??? I’m dying of fandom thirst over here I need more little Simon in my life sigh
I made a hidden room for my regression, it’s sooo nice :3 it’s cozy and has all of my supplies hidden away so I don’t need to worry About being bothered :3
Ooh I’m sooo excited today I made an agere journal with a tonnn of hello kitty stickers! Yaya! :3
Just unlocked the ultimate secret to having a fic cg care for you: write a letter as them directed to you and then go back and read when you need their comfort<3
Keep thinking about papa and how he will take care of me, and things to show him but then I remember I have no cg/papa to show 3:
Hey kiddo, its gettin kinda late, yeah? Think its 'bout bedtime ain't it! I know i know, ya dont like sleepin' but ya need to sleep, if ya never slept ya'd be cranky and tired forever! Haha! Right kid, lets brush our teeth, take a bath, and get ourselves to bed. Yeah? Love ya kiddo, sweet dreams.
Trust me you are in your fictional caregivers arms right now and they are gently rocking you and telling you that everything is going to be okay
