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Small bit of lore... Reader in this is not a doctor or nurse, he is an environmental services worker in the emergency department! He has become beloved around the ER by fixing the coffee machine and the printer. He also cleans the rooms, the spills, the biohazards. He's a night shift worker.
Whatever had gone down in ER room 3, it wasn't pretty. The room had since been abandoned, the patient and the staff gone. And now you were here to clean it up. You snap on those long gloves that go up to your elbow, and you grab supplies off your cart
They never tell you what sort of injuries happen, to cause so much blood on the floor and bed and everywhere. You can only imagine what it must've been. There appears to be brain matter on the bed, and there's so much blood. Probably a gunshot wound, self-inflicted or otherwise, you note in the back of your head as you get to work.
The smell sucks, as it usually does. You've never been a fan of blood smells, which is ironic since you spend your nights cleaning it. Well, you prefer blood over vomit or other bodily fluids, at least for cleaning.
But something about tonight is different. Maybe it's the smell getting to you, thick and heady, coating the inside of your nose and mouth. You try to shrug it off, knowing that your shift is almost over. Of course, you can feel that ever-gnawing fuzziness crawling up your spinal cord and into your brain.
You sigh, because you know what it means. You're just usually a little better at pushing that particular side of you down until you're safe at home and in your apartment. You peel off your gloves, even though the room is only half cleaned. You fail to see that the nightshift attending is watching.
Your hands shake as you send a text to your own supervisor, saying you believe you're ill and need to go home. You shove your phone back in your pocket to wait for a response. Usually, they were lenient with letting you clock out early, if need be. Of course, you'd never tell them it was because you wanted to go home and be a baby.
Jack had been hurrying back and forth between rooms. The ER wasn't particularly busy, but each case was severe. There were no small cuts or broken bones, every single case was gun shots, car accidents, everything horrible. He would've preferred a really busy day of small, non-fatal injuries.
He does a double take when he sees the young man cleaning room 3. It's not a pretty sight in there, and he's surprised they sent one of the young guys to clean. Usually on the really messy rooms, he requests the vets. The ones who have been cleaning disgusting trauma rooms for years.
"Hey kid.", Jack says, stepping into the trauma room behind you. He watches as you look up with wide eyes, like you'd been caught doing something wrong, and suppresses a smile. "You look a little out of it"
"Oh. Uh. Yeah, I guess." You reply, awkwardly. Your body feels too big for your mind, which is starting to feel small and meek. You feel your phone buzz, and you pull it out to check without thinking.
Jack raises an eyebrow, because he's not used to seeing people just use their phones in the ER. But then again, you're not a nurse. He watches carefully as your eyes scan the screen.
The text from your supervisor clears you to go home. You breathe out a sigh of relief, your mind getting a little more fuzzy as the prospect of going home settles into your brain and bones. The thought of lying in bed with cartoons and a binky permeating every desire.
Jack notices the look in your eyes, though he can't exactly place it. Your eyes are almost glazed over as you gather your cleaning supplies into your cart.
"Your shift over?" He asks, looking over the half-cleaned room. You nod silently, your big hands feeling clumsy as you shove away the cleaner bottle and rags. Jack once again notices the sort of strange behavior. He pulls out his pen light from his pocket, intending to check your eyes. To him, it appears you're showing an altered mental state, and it's a little concerning.
"W-what's with the light?" You ask, staring at him. His eyebrows furrow, hearing the way your voice is a little... small.
"You seem out of it. You hit your head recently?" He asks, following you as you start to push your cart back to the environmental services break room. He ignores the resident calling his name, favoring figuring out whatever's wrong with you.
You shake your head, and come to a stop in the breakroom, abandoning your cart by the wall. He grabs your shoulders to stop you in place and then holds you there.
You feel uncomfortable under the weight of his stare. It's almost like he knows, but he doesn't say anything to suggest that. It's just a fear you hold no matter what. The fear of people knowing you like to regress, to lay in bed with soft blankets and a binky, the fear of not being seen as the typical tough guy you are. Your lower lip wobbles slightly, and you can see the pieces click into place in his mind. You can see his eyes soften with the connection.
"Kid, you should go home." He says, worried. Jack knows, he's not stupid. He's familiar with regression. Hell, Robby complains to him when Whitaker has those breakdowns when he's regressed.
"I-I was gonna clock out.. early." you say, the words feeling foreign in your mouth. Often, you get slightly non-verbal or the words get jumbled.
"Yeah, I think you should." He says, but his hands don't leave your shoulders. He wants to ask about your behavior, but he doesn't know how. He's not sure how to confront something like that. "Get some sleep."
You nod, and with shaking hands and legs like a fawn, you grab our backpack and exit the ER. You count the lines on the sidewalk, to keep yourself present enough until you're actually home in your apartment.
As soon as you disappear out the doors, Jack grabs his phone to text Robby. He takes care of Dennis when he's little, so surely, he would have advice for this.
Jack sighs, knowing he's going to check on the kid. He can't help it, he's always had a soft spot for all those little ducklings who start working the ER, doctors, nurses or otherwise.
The rest of the shift, which is only about another hour, passes slowly. He does the shift handoff, and Robby gives him a look as he shoves his hoodie on to leave.
"Got another little on our hands huh? Might have to open a daycare." Robby jokes behind Jack, who scoffs.
"Yeah. Now we got two whiners." He replies with a chuckle, even though they both knew Dennis was a good little boy when he was regressed. He slings his bag over his shoulder, and heads out to his truck. He already has your address, because he has everybody's address that works in the ER. (Robby calls him a weirdo, but he calls it protection) He starts the drive, which is only about 5 minutes from the ER, his fingers tapping anxiously on the wheel.
You stumble into your apartment, and fuck, everything feels so bad. You can still smell the coppery scent of blood in your nose, from the trauma room you had to clean earlier. You drop your bag at the door and strip down to your boxers, immediately getting into the shower. It feels really too hard to stand, so you sit on the shower floor, letting the water fall over you.
You lean your forehead against the cool tile wall, and your thumb works its way into your mouth, a small soothing habit as you try to calm down after the day. Big fat tears roll down your cheeks as you try and use the typical soothing method. But it's not helping like it usually does.
You're so lost in your breakdown, you don't hear your door open. You just sob and wail on the shower floor. You want to go to your room, where you keep your box of little gear, but everything feels too big and it feels like you couldn't walk if you tried. You continue to suckle on your thumb, even though it's not helping.
Jack had decided to enter your apartment, considering you hadn't answered when he knocked. He's met with a pile of clothes at the door, that he assumes means you undressed as soon as you got home.
But then the sounds hit him, loud sobs from deep inside the apartment, slightly muffled by the sound of a shower.
"Kiddo?" He calls out, hoping the nickname would help coax you out. He heard Robby call Witaker that during hard days. But still no response, just hearing the cries from down the hall. He walks down the hall, purposefully stomping a little to hopefully alert you, and he hears the cries get louder as he nears the bathroom door.
He pushes the door open, and there you are, sitting on the shower floor sobbing with your thumb half in your mouth. He softens up immediately, because he knows you're so little right now.
"Buddy... Why are you crying?" He asks, opening the shower door and crouching down so he's eye level with you.
You blink up at him with wide and teary eyes, the water now running cold since you've been sitting in there for so long. Your hands reach up to him, like a child reaching for his father. Your chest still heaves with sobs as he hikes you up off the floor, and basically drags you to your room.
He drops you onto the bed, even though you're still crying. He shushes you softly and starts to dry you off with a soft towel he snagged from the closet in the hall.
"Don't cry buddy. Don't cry." He mumbles as he efficiently wipes your legs and torso until your dry. "Where's your stuff? You got any stuffed animals? Blankets?"
You mumble some nonsense about a box under your bed, and hell, it's nearly impossible to understand what you're saying. He rummages around under your bed, finding an inconspicuous shoe box with a few star stickers on the outside. He opens it up to find a binky, and a bottle that probably hasn't been cleaned in months, based on the suspicious mold inside. There's also a small Superman lovey, where the small dolls cape is a blankie.
You cry harder when you see the items, the desperation for comfort filling every bone in your body. He gently presses the binky to your lips, and you immediately latch onto it desperately.
"Daddy." You mumble around the pacifier, and Jack nearly chokes up at the feeling in his chest. No wonder Robby gushes about taking care of Dennis. It feels great to take care of someone who needs you so bad.
"I'm gonna get clothes for you bub. Just relax for a bit, okay?" He says, looking over to the closet. He rummages around and is acutely aware of the lack of little clothes for times like this. He makes a note in the back of his head to purchase you some pajamas suited for a big little boy like you. He settles on a pair of comfortable sweats, and the softest shirt he can find, and walks back over to dress you.
"Help me out here pal. Arms up." He orders softly, working your arms into the t-shirt, and then the sweats. You're not crying so much anymore, the binky finally soothing you a little. You stare up at him as it bobs in your mouth, eyes wide and wonderous as you watch him so carefully.
He smiles down at you, his heart unbelievably soft at the sight of you. He's already made up his mind that he would always be your caregiver from here on out. He's planning play dates for you and Whitaker, to be little together while him and Robby care for you both. He sits down on the bed, and pulls you into his lap and cradles your head against his chest.
You make little mumbles and noises, too little to think of real words. He rubs his hand up and down your back as you finally start to fall asleep. He feels your breath even out and your body go limp, and he can't help but smile. In the morning, he can't wait to ask to be your caregiver. To take care of you permanently. He grabs his phone to text Robby.
Jack sets his phone on the nightstand quietly, careful to not jostle you in your slumber. God, he can't help but just stare at you. He imagines he would be content to care for you forever.
He didn't wake up small. Usually, Simon woke up small if he was going to regress but today he just woke up. And he felt fine. If not a little tired, but otherwise he felt alright.
And then it rained.
He dropped fast as rain pelted the windows, the ache in his bones setting in as the weather changed. His feet felt like heavy bricks that someone was trying to pound away at. His knee kept popping and his back cramped and his hips ached. It just hurt!!
He was sitting in the common room couch, definitely not pouting, when he came to the realization he wanted Mama. But Mama was so far away! And his feet hurt and the floor was cold and if he came out from under his blanket he'd just die! He knew it!!
He couldn't help it as whines escaped, squirming and writhing where he lie. He tried everything to get the pain to stop. He arched his feet and curled his legs and hunched over. But it hurt. It hurt and it hurt and the whines turned to sobs, chest hitching painfully with each breath.
The sobs were loud enough to draw attention and he curled into himself when he heard footsteps enter the room. He just wanted Mama, Mama would fix him.
Price was alarmed at the sound of sobs coming from the common room as he walked by. He redirected his attention towards the sound and came to the sight of a quite little Simon Riley. He sighed softly and sat on the edge of the couch, gently touching his arm.
"Little one," he cooed gently, brushing his hair back. "What's wrong?"
"Hurts." Simon sobbed harder at the site of Mama, immediately doing everything he could to get in his lap. "Hurts, Mama!"
Price clicked his tongue and pulled Simon in his lap. He should have known that the rain would get to him. He stood, blanket secure around him, and carried him oh so gently to his room. He helped him put on some socks for the aches in his feet and he laid him down on his stomach, something comfortable for his back and hips.
But Simon wasn't having it, wailing when he was out of Price's arms. Price was startled by the sudden noise. He didn't let it phase him though, sliding into the bed along Simon, holding him to his chest.
Simon tried to wrestle his shirt off, crying and scratching at himself as he did, the fabric overwhelming him. Price mumbled softly reassurances as he helped him slip off his shirt, quickly discarding his own.
He adjusted Simon to lay against his chest again and Simon melted at the skin-to-skin contact. His wails quieted down until all that was left were soft hiccups. Oh, his poor boy. Price hated seeing his baby in such pain. He held Simon until the boy was comfortable enough to slip the blanket back over. Safe to say he held him through the night too. Paperwork be damned, Simon needed him.
And if Price didn't show up to any of his morning meetings the next day? Well, it's nobodies business.
This is a little writing for purely funsies. I have a hyperfixation on arctic (and snowy area-related) animals, so I made this. It doesn't make complete sense, but just go along with it ^^;
Since they are hybrids (basically just humans with animal traits), they aren't exactly like their animal counterpart, and it doesn't have to take place in any specific area, just somewhere snowy and/or cold.
If I get enough positive feedback, I'll make another one with a different theme of animals! <3
TW: Infantilization, platonic yanderes
Vanek — leopard seal dad
❄️ Vanek's species are solitary and highly territorial. He's never been close to anyone, not even in his own species. Family has never been a big deal for his kind, given that his species mature quickly and are on their own as soon as they are old enough.
❄️ But then, as he's hunting, he sees you. It isn't very often he sees humans up close; they're usually far away in the safety of their ships, and he doesn't pay them any mind. But you're different. You are small and you are alone, and he's curious.
❄️ It's rare he takes an interest in something that isn't food or a possible rival. And yet, he can't take his eyes off of you. Vanek doesn't really have much experience with any kind of love, so all these new feelings leave him confused.
❄️ All he knows for sure is it breaks his heart seeing you shivering in the cold, how weak and helpless you look against the harsh climate. Something primal in him tells him that you need protecting.
❄️ Unlike most of his kind, he builds a den, with lots of nice warm furs and other things he thinks you may need. A nice little home where he would raise his little pup to be strong and healthy. But first he had to go and retrieve said pup...
❄️ He's a massive man who towers over you, and his lack of communication and social skills definitely doesn't help.
❄️ "You can trust me! I would never harm my own pup." *Cue smile with bloodied razor sharp teeth, then sadness and confusion when you start cowering.*
❄️ His patience only goes so far before he drags you home.
❄️ He accidentally scares you a lot. If anyone else made you scared, he would have murdered them for it... but since it's him you're running away from he'll probably just sulk.
❄️ It'd take a lot of adapting from both of you.
❄️ "Did you know my kind don't like cuddling? They don't typically make warm fur nests like these either, even for their pups. I suppose I'm just kinder than they are. Now stop squirming away!"
❄️ "Please do not talk about leaving ever again. Papa will get sad if you do...."
❄️ He tries to mimic human expressions but gets them wrong half of the time. You'll also have to get used to his scary smile.
❄️ Genuinely will not hesitate to kill anyone/anything he perceives as a threat. The bloodlust and ruthlessness is an ingrained part of him.
❄️ When you start growing used to his company and less scared of him, he'll be over the moon. He does not get how personal space works and you can't even blink without him watching you.
❄️ He sings to you often, lots of songs that sound familiar to you, like nursery rhymes. His kind, despite being some of the loneliest creatures, sing somewhat often... And he's going to put those pipes to good use for his little baby! <3
❄️ Vanek has never had kindness shown to him, so if you show him any sort of affection, he short circuits a little bit.
❄️ Has to learn how to cook food for you because everything he eats is raw.
❄️ He allows you to leave the den, but only when he's watching over you. You're free to walk around outside with your hyperprotective leopard seal dad trailing closely behind.
Juniper — snowy owl parent
🤍 Snowy owls are typically good parents, and Juniper would like to believe they are no exception!
🤍 The issue is that they have no biological chicks of their own, and there aren't many options in terms of mates. At least, none that they'd find worthy enough.
🤍 Not to mention, they aren't willing to bring chicks into this cold, lonely world... even if they do feel lonely by themself.
🤍 Imagine their delight when you stumbled into their territory looking so small, helpless, and adorable. Truly like a precious newborn chick in need of protection!
🤍 Juniper wants to protect you! They don't mind at all when you fall asleep in their nest. Never have they been so grateful that their kind typically nest on the ground. After all, you seem quite delicate and cannot fly.
🤍 However, the owl is not very good with boundaries. They keep hooting and cooing at you, preening you and coddling you until you grow uncomfortable. Unfortunately, you trying to wriggle out of their hold does nothing more than cause them distress.
🤍 "Why don't you want your mama's love? Am I doing something wrong???"
🤍 They bring you lots of warm furs, blankets, and other things to line the nest and make it more comfortable for you. Even if you tell them it isn't necessary, they won't stop bringing you shiny trinkets, food, anything that appeals to them.
🤍 Everything's for you!!! You just gotta stay!
🤍 Juniper's feathers are incredibly soft. They make for a wonderful pillow. They encourage this behavior.
🤍 If they think someone is harming or even trying to harm you, they go ballistic.
🤍 When hunting for you they try to find prey you haven't tried yet, because variety is important!!!
🤍 They love how small you are! You are so teeny tiny compared to them, they adore wrapping their wings around you completely and resting their chin on top of your head. When they rarely allow themself to fall asleep, that is how they sleep, so you're protected from all sides and kept warm! Double the benefits, zero downsides!
🤍 They tend to talk down to you in a very patronizing way but they don't mean to do it. This is how they've seen humans talk to their toddlers and children, so surely it must be the way humans show their love towards each other??
🤍 Juniper adores making little flower crowns for you, along with bracelets and necklaces. Resources for said materials can sometimes be rare to come across, especially when winter rolls around... but seeing your eyes light up when they return with a basket full of plants makes the effort worthwhile.
🤍 While you may think you could possibly sneak past Juniper while they're sleeping, they still have amazing hearing! You will not escape their grasp.
🤍 Seeing you all snuggled up in the warm nest fills them with such pride.
North — snow leopard dad
🩶 Snow leopards are shy and quiet by nature, but very protective of their cubs. North is no different.
🩶 His den is tucked away deep in the mountains. There isn't another living being in sight, which is exactly how he likes it. Or liked, before meeting you.
🩶 One day, when returning to his home with food, he notices there is something strange lying in the middle of his path. Upon closer inspection, he realizes that this "thing" is a human.
🩶 Although he's been told to avoid humans and not draw attention to himself, he finds it difficult to just leave you be. Humans aren't used to the mountainous climates and terrain, and the way you lay there reminds him of a tiny lost baby cub. He worries for you.
🩶 Before he can rationalize his choices, he picks you up and brings you home. Luckily for him, you remain unconscious throughout the trip.
🩶 He carefully lays you on the bed and wraps you up with the warmest, thickest furs and blankets he owns. You shiver weakly against him, but don't stir. North spends the rest of his afternoon fretting over you as he prepares a stew from his spoils of the morning hunt.
🩶 A few days pass before you finally awaken. It doesn't take long for you to become frightened upon realizing you're in a stranger's home. North wishes you wouldn't look at him like that...
🩶 It takes a lot of soothing and coaxing from him before you start trusting him again. You're both isolated up here, it wouldn't do either of you any good to be hostile towards one another. Sooner or later, you settle back into your routine again and enjoy each other's company.
🩶 But then, one day, you start talking about your home. The place where your loved ones reside... your real family...
🩶 This makes North realize you don't intend to stay forever. The thought brings him immeasurable pain,,, why would his cub ever wish to abandon him? To go back out into that cruel, unforgiving world?
🩶 It doesn't matter what lies beyond the mountain. What matters most now is keeping you safe. Here, within the safety of his den. If he has to force you to stay, he will, even if he cries at the idea of you being upset with him.
🩶 "No one will love and care for you as much as I can."
🩶 You belong to him now. His precious cub.
🩶 North loves cuddling with you. He'll curl his tail around you protectively so you feel extra cozy. He's constantly fussing over you to make sure you're happy and comfortable.
🩶 Snow leopards are known to be good mamas! North takes pride in this trait and wants to be the best mama ever.
🩶 When you do become more comfortable around him, if you sneak up on him, he'll pretend to act shocked and jump in the air, just so you can feel proud of yourself.
🩶 He purrs whenever he is happy! He can't help but purr every time he's around you. In fact, he's almost always purring now. He's the happiest he's ever been in his life now that he has a cub of his own <3
Faina — polar bear mama
🩵 Polar bears spend most of their life alone and typically only interact with others during mating season. Faina has never had anyone else accompany her on her treks, until you came along.
🩵 Polar bears don't usually live in areas humans inhabit, but it's not unusual for them to migrate close by every once and a while in search of food.
🩵 During one such trek she finds you.
🩵 You're terrified at first, because polar bears are one of the few animals that will actively hunt humans if given the chance.
🩵 Luckily for you, Faina isn't your average polar bear. She's surprisingly gentle despite her size and strength. All she does is scoop you into her arms, cooing something about how cute and small you are.
🩵 "What a fragile little thing you are... Don't worry, baby, we'll get you somewhere safe."
🩵 She carries you all the way to her den, humming as she goes. You're too scared to do anything about it.
🩵 Her home is surprisingly cozy. You were expecting it to be some dank, dark cave full of fish bones. Instead, you find it furnished nicely. There's a fire burning steadily in the center, surrounded by animal pelts for warmth. She sets you down beside it.
🩵 If you ask if she's going to eat you she thinks you're joking until realizing you're serious, then she gets sad.
🩵 "I'd never hurt my baby!! I took you in so I could care for you! I just want to be your mama :("
🩵 Never mind the fact she very much kidnapped you....
🩵 She's an expert cook! She knows you probably don't enjoy eating raw meat and prefers to prepare cooked meals instead. She has no problem catching all sorts of fish for you (and berries if you want variety or don't eat meat!)
🩵 The second you show signs of sickness, Faina immediately jumps to mama mode. She tucks you into bed with thick fur blankets and brews special medicinal teas. You cannot leave your nest until you are feeling completely better!!
🩵 She gives the absolute best hugs. Warm and cozy, like a giant teddy bear. Even with those strong muscles wrapped around you, you know she'd never squeeze hard enough to actually injure you.
🩵 She's obsessed with giving you kisses!!! Expect lots of forehead kisses, cheek kisses, nose kisses... Especially if you've done something worthy of praise. She'll pepper your face in kisses!
🩵 Very clingy. She constantly wants to hold you.
🩵 But she can be very scary and protective when it comes to protecting her territory and you.
🩵 No one can threaten her baby! Polar bears are VERY protective and Faina is no different, maybe even worse because she never really had anyone else but herself to fight for. You've given her another reason to fight.
🩵 Whenever she takes you out on walks, always carrying you or at least making you hold her hand, she'll become a completely different person if she senses a threat. Her adoring smile turns into a snarl, showing off her sharp teeth.
🩵 You better hope no one comes searching for you. If they're on her territory, then you can't reason with her. Anyone who dares set foot near her home is a danger to you in her eyes. She doesn't care if they mean well or not. She won't take any risk.
🩵 It's hard for her to find nice things for you to decorate your space in the cave. But she tries to keep an eye out regardless! If she spots something she thinks you'll like she brings it straight to you, hoping you'll love it. Your happiness is her reward! And maybe some cuddles after too <3
Taiga — arctic wolf papa
💙 Taiga is alpha of his pack. As such, he is incredibly overprotective and attentive.
💙 As soon as his pack finds you in their territory, they bring you to him, the leader, so he can decide what to do.
💙 They treat you like you're some sort of injured pup. Not necessarily their pup, but a pup nonetheless. Because wolves have extremely strong family units, it's hard for Taiga to imagine leaving you behind. You need someone to take care of you.
💙 You get to stay in his den. He makes sure everyone stays out and that nobody bothers you, unless he gives them direct permission.
💙 He's very quiet and stoic, and only speaks when necessary. You have a lot of difficulty reading him.
💙 But he's very physically affectionate, despite not speaking often. You wake up every morning with him wrapped around you protectively, growling if anyone dares try and come close.
💙 Sometimes, in the morning, Taiga will groom your hair if it's messy. He's used to grooming the pups in the pack, so doing it for you isn't weird at all to him. It's just natural parental behavior. And since he sees you as another pup in need of care, he treats you no differently than the others.
💙 If you're more on the playful side, he won't even mind play-wrestling you. However, he definitely takes care not to seriously harm or injure you. You're just a pup after all, he'd never actually use his strength against you.
💙 He takes you out hunting occasionally so you can get some exercise. His pack knows better than to tease or bully you. Taiga keeps a sharp eye on all of them to make sure everyone is kind and gentle to you.
💙 Everyone in the pack looks out for you and cares deeply about you! They don't even think of you as human, but as a wolf hybrid like them! Just without the ears, tail, fangs, and scent.
💙 They are extremely protective. Outsiders are treated with hostility, and you should never venture far from the camp, or else they will come after you and retrieve you.
💙 If he catches you trying to leave his pack to return home he gets angry and scolds you.
💙 "Do you not realize what could happen to you if I wasn't there?! If another pack found you they would surely kill you, or worse."
💙 "This is your pack. I am your new family now, and we are yours. Get used to it."
💙 He also gets grumpy if you refuse to call him Papa.
Lumi — reindeer papa
🤍 Reindeer are very social creatures, usually living in herds together. Lumi's no exception.
🤍 However, Lumi still prefers some solitude from time to time, which is how he comes to stumble across your frozen body lying helpless upon the snowy ground. Your current condition fills him with fear at first, before he realizes what it must mean... this must be fate! He has found his calf!
🤍 So Lumi scoops you up with surprising gentleness and carries you back to his little wooden cabin, where he lights the fireplace and lays you down. For hours he nurses you back to health, keeping you warm by wrapping several layers of soft blankets around you.
🤍 When you wake up he feeds you soup. You look confused and frightened, so he comforts you by petting your head and telling you that everything will be fine now.
🤍 His antlers are velvety, and surprisingly pleasant to touch! If he catches you staring at them he lets you feel them as long as you want.
🤍 The idea of you leaving leaves him absolutely heartbroken. Where would you go? How could he survive without seeing your smiling face? Who will take care of you like he can? Your home is here, with him.
🤍 The herd adores you. Unlike Taiga's pack, who'd treat you more like a little sibling and don't mind a bit of rough housing, everyone in Lumi's herd babies you.
🤍 He loves sitting by the fire, cuddling you close with a cup of hot cocoa.
🤍 Lumi prides himself on being very tidy. There's not a single spot of dirt anywhere in his cabin.
🤍 Everyone in the herd has a little cabin to themselves, until they migrate to the next location for the year. Everyone always works together to build them.
🤍 He's a patient dad, but very firm. If he tells you to do something, he expects you to listen. He has your best interests at heart.
🤍 If he needs to be stern with you, he'll use his disappointed parent voice, which is one of the worst things in the world. He's a gentle giant most of the time, so hearing him upset with you will make you feel terrible.
🤍 He loves making you little wooden carvings! Lumi's herd is skilled in all sorts of crafts. He'll carve you little animals and people for you to play with.
🤍 He's not much of a talker, but he loves listening. He'll listen to you talk for hours about anything and everything, as long as you're talking to him.
🤍 Like the others, he's extremely protective. He will literally charge at anything that so much as looks at you the wrong way. Nothing is a threat to you while he's around.
🤍 Lumi can and will carry you on his back. Reindeer are incredibly strong, and he has no issue with your added weight, especially when migrating.
🤍 The herd thinks you're the cutest thing in the world. They'll bring you flowers and berries and other little gifts all the time. The calves in the herd love playing with you
🤍 Lumi loves nuzzling you with his nose. It's a very reindeer thing to do, and he finds it incredibly comforting. He hopes you do, too.
Anuk — arctic fox mama
🩶 As an arctic fox, Anuk is small, clever, and incredibly resourceful. She's also a bit of a hoarder, especially of things she finds pretty or useful.
🩶 She discovers you while scavenging. You're shivering in the snow, and you look so lost. She immediately takes a liking to you. You're like a helpless little kit!
🩶 She leads you back to her den, a cozy little burrow dug into a snowdrift. It's a bit cramped, but it's warm and safe. She's lined it with all sorts of soft things she's found, like fur scraps, bird feathers, even some discarded human clothing.
🩶 She'll hide your things and then "help" you find them, just so she can feel needed. She'll also hide things she doesn't want you to have, like your shoes or anything that could help you leave.
🩶 She's very touchy and loves to cuddle. She'll wrap her fluffy tail around you like a blanket. It's incredibly soft and warm.
🩶 "My sweet little kit, you're so cold! Let Mama warm you up."
🩶 She's a mischievous trickster and loves to play games. Her favorite game is hide-and-seek, but she always knows where you are. She just likes to watch you search for her, all panicked and adorable.
🩶 Even though she teases you all the time, if she thinks you're genuinely sad, she'll quickly switch into mama mode and comfort you.
🩶 "You're homesick? Awww, darling... but this is your home. With me. Oh, c'mere, let Mama hold you."
🩶 Since she is small and nearly defenseless compared to most hybrids, one of the few times you'll see her angry is if you leave the safety of the den without her knowledge.
🩶 "Do you understand the kinds of creatures that live out there?! Kits don't belong wandering around by themselves!"
🩶 Anuk sings to you often. Arctic foxes are known to vocalize often.
🩶 She also loves tickling you for fun. It always ends with you both laughing.
🩶 She'll bring you things she thinks are pretty, like shiny rocks or colorful bird feathers. You have a little pile of these "gifts" in the corner of the den.
🩶 Anuk is very clever and resourceful. She knows how to find food even in the harshest of winters. She has to learn how to cook some things for you, but it doesn't take her long to get the hang of it.
🩶 She absolutely loses her mind if you try to leave her. You wouldn't make it two feet before she's on you, crying and begging you to stay.
🩶 "Please, my sweet little kit, please don't leave your mama all alone... I wouldn't know what to do without you... don't you love me?"
🩶 She's very manipulative, but she does mean everything she says. The thought of being alone again is unbearable to her. If you leave, who will she care for? Who will she talk to whenever she's lonely?? Who will she cuddle with when she goes to sleep??
🩶 You're all she has, and she's all you need. And she'll make sure you know it.
🩶 Anuk knows its selfish, but she doesn't care. She'll do anything to keep you with her.
Fannar — gyrfalcon papa
🩵 The gyrfalcon is the largest falcon species. Fannar is certainly an impressive individual. He's large and imposing, with strong wings and sharp eyesight.
🩵 Fannar prefers the mountains and tall cliffs. From his lofty heights he has a great vantage point. He is able to see everything beneath him. He hunts alone.
🩵 He spots you walking far below and becomes intrigued.
🩵 He decides to swoop down and inspect this mysterious creature. You appear to be cold and tired. He flies over you for a long while, watching you curiously.
🩵 After a while, he swoops down and gently lifts you into the air, carrying you to his nest high up on the cliff. You cry out in surprise and struggle a little at first, but he soon has you securely held in his grip.
🩵 Once back in his nest he tucks you among his furs, keeping you close. He stares down at you with curiosity. This is his new fledgeling, he's certain of it!
🩵 You're the center of Fannar's world now. His beautiful, precious chick! He'll spend his days hunting for food for the both of you, bringing it back to you. He will take good care of you!
🩵 He may be intimidating but he's got a soft spot for his chick, and dotes on you constantly.
🩵 "You're so tiny and fragile, my fledgling. But don't worry, Papa will keep you safe from harm."
🩵 He gets upset if he sees you near the edge of the nest, and pulls you back. He'll cover you in his feathery wings.
🩵 "What are you doing, fledgling?? You can't fly yet, don't lean over the edge!"
🩵 Sometimes Fannar likes to carry you places. His wings are strong, so carrying you isn't any trouble for him. He especially likes it if you enjoy it, too.
🩵 Being territorial and solitary means he'll take no chances with predators coming near his nest. If someone threatens you, they'll have to deal with a very pissed off papa falcon.
🩵 Fannar loves to preen you. You're not a baby bird, so you don't need it as much... but he insists on it anyway because it's bonding for him. And he enjoys spending time with his chick and taking care of them.
🩵 Doesn't even realize he's being possessive, it's just common for his kind to be very protective of their chicks...
🩵 He loves giving you cute nicknames like chick, fledgling, little bird, baby, etc.
🩵 When he comes back to the nest he expects you to come greet him and help him put the things he hunted/collected away. He gets grumpy if you don't, but understands if you're napping.
🩵 At night he wraps you up snugly in his wings to shield you from the chilly air.
🩵 He isn't always stoic, though. He does have a sense of humor, and sometimes teases you in a loving manner.
hi bunnie i hope you are having a good day/night! sorry i’m so late getting back to this but i would loveeeee a puppy regressor will graham board if you’d be so inclined, tysm!
💚🐾 Puppy Regressor Will Graham 🐾💚
I've never done a petre board before so this was actually super exciting to make! ^^ I hope you like it! Will is definitely a puppy 100% Just look at those big eyes! 🥺🩷🩷🩷
There’s something healing about being a fussy regressor after being a perfectionist child. You don’t have to be on your best behavior to be loved. You can kick your feet and pout and cry and your cg won’t be mad.
Imagine having a very no good day and throwing the biggest tantrum after holding in all your “bad” emotions for a long time. You expect your caregiver to get angry, punish you or leave you to cry, but they just sit with you as you throw your tantrum and when you’ve tired yourself out, they pick you up and coo softly over how fussy you are today.
Maybe you get a timeout, or have to write lines, or have your screen time limited, but only after they’ve made sure you got all your big feelings out in the open because your wellbeing is so much more important than anything else.
i love your stuff so much and was wondering if you could write a short fic on Arcane or Ever After High littles ? characters are up to you :3 take ur time and take care of yourself !!
Summary: Jinx wants her sister, Silco's trying to avoid a tantrum.
Ch: jinx & Silco
Request: yes
Author's note: My first agere fic, hope you enjoy! sorry it took so long.
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“No. You can’t, end of story.” Silco’s tone was firm, a little tired, but not unkind. "Why not? I want Vi!" she exclaimed. Silco sighed, while he was used to her behavior when regressed, this was still taking some getting used to. “You can't; she's… not here." He had tried to get her to understand that he can't just go get her sister, but Jinx was stubborn, and after seeing the firelight with the pink hair… Well, it certainly didn't help, that's for sure. "But I have to show her!" Jinx had stomped her foot, she knew she was being stubborn, but she wanted to show Vi the new invention she made. It was better than her last one; she was sure of it.
“Jinx, she’s…" Silco looked at her for a moment; he was debating on telling her the truth so she would understand, but the last time he did that, it ended in tears and a huge tantrum. He had to let her wear herself out before he could really do anything to help. "She's busy. She's had to help Vander… with something." He felt odd for lying, he didn't usually, but this was different. “We can go show her later, once she's done alright." Jinx huffed and whined a bit but gave in and settled down a little. “Fiinnee.” She wasn’t happy that she had to wait or that she couldn’t go help but knew she wasn’t allowed to help in the bar since she was too little and usually made a mess.
She didn't pay much attention to what he called her this time, 'jinx.' It wasn't her name; Milo called her that sometimes. But for some reason she didn't really like it when he called her 'powder' either, but she decided to ignore it. He looked at the blue-haired girl in sympathy; he felt bad for lying, but it was necessary right now. He rubs his face before reaching into one of the drawers of his desk; he pulls out a tin of oil crayons before getting up and walking to her. "Here, why don't you decorate it like the others? These are new." He offered her the tin; he originally planned to give it to her later, but now seemed like a better time. At the sight of the crayons, Jinx practically lit up, her earlier annoyance temporarily forgotten, and she lightly jumped up and down in place. She happily took them, spouting out a quick thank you, before running off to get her notebook for ideas.
Silco watched her go, a small smile creeping onto his face. He's glad she liked them; he knew she would, of course, but it was nice to see, especially when she was like this.
Regressor who's primarily low energy but still wants someone to look after them but the regressor x caregiver dynamics they see is always so... full of energy. Like they're always doing something together, and they fear they might be too boring for someone to want to look after them
They take a lot of naps, they like to snuggle up in bed, maybe put a show on, if its a really good day they'll do quiet activities like puzzles or coloring
Now meet caregiver who would love to watch over someone but doesn't feel they have the energy for it, like they can't keep up with a regressor who would want to go out always, want to do fun activities 24/7, they don't have that energy
But they have a lot of soft, gentle love in their heart, they know they could nurture someone, they would love to watch over someone and make the occasional sweet comment, or make them their favorite little snacks, or hold them oh so close so the both of them can truly rest
Some peaceful, quiet time for them both with at most a bit of background noise, nothing too big, nothing too loud
So I recently watched a video about the terrifier movies and thought that the cat lady from the first movie would make a really sweet caregiver. Anyone else see the vision?
(Btw the terrifier movies are horror and very gory, so please be aware/cautious if you choose to watch them.)
Being a age regressor without a cg it's sometimes being you own cg and reminding your little self that you can't put everything you find on your mouth.
Hii, if you could, maybe you could do some caregiver Underfell Sans headcanons please??🥺
Underfell
HC Type: Agere
Ch: Sans
Request: yes
Hope you like em!
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- Either a really chill cg or a really protective cg, there's no in between
- Happy to listen to you yap and bable about whatever come to your mind, he’ll chime in every now and then with a “really?”, “s’that so?”
- He doesn’t take you outside much, wanting to keep you safe and away from any possible dangers inside, but if you bug him enough or use puppy dog eyes he’ll grumble and take you outside
- If your upset about something he’ll ask if you wanna tell him about, if not he won’t pry and instead suggest coloring, watching a movie, or anything to get your mind off it
- If your upset and don’t wanna do anything though he’ll hold you until you calm down
- Naps are a must at some point in the day, weather you actually fall asleep or not is up to you
- He’s decintly good at cooking but Is usually to lazy or uninterested to do it and clean up afterwards, so he’ll just take you to grillbys
- When he does cook though it’s something simple like Mac n cheese, pasta, or sandwiches. Anything with little mess.
- If you have a lot of energy he’ll try to make up games for you to play, or take you outside, but only for a bit
- If your more of an inside person then he watch movies with you or let you color, if you ask he’ll read to you but sometimes he’ll fall asleep half way through the story
