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[sullybrained]

Thinking about regressed Johnny Silverhand, who is an absolute handful for V and Kerry. He’ll always regress when the two are together and takes over V’s body to interact with Kerry, when he’s regressed he doesn’t know how annoying this can be , he just wants to see Kerry!!

And of course Kerry is always happy to see him, and treats him just how he used to treat his baby

And when he isn’t taking over V, V lets Kerry know whatever Johnny’s saying, and entertains him until he’s bold enough to come out of his regression and never speak about it, lol

[sullybrained]

Whatever, cg vik and rlllly itty bitty V ,, him holding V as gently as he can in his arms, letting V babble on about Johnny, even tho he can’t see him he always nods and joins in on the unintelligible conversation they’re so cute

[em0goose]

V only knows something is wrong when this need, this fear, starts to simmer in his chest. It's not his own. That, he can tell. It comes distantly, from a place he can't discern. It's right there, clawing at him, and yet, the source doesn't digitize at his side.

The terror bubbling in his chest feels wrong. Everything about it screams wrong. He can't stop that sensation if he can't find Johnny.

Somewhere in his head, tucked behind wall after wall, guarded with his own fear, Johnny's trying to hide this.

Their minds are becoming one and Johnny still thinks he can hide when V feels just about the same things he does. It hurts, slowly being forced out of his head, but somehow, it hurts worse to not be accepted into Johnny's.

There's only so many times V can call his name when Johnny only appeared as he chose to. The one time V needed to talk to him, needed to soothe the ache in their chest, he doesn't want to show his face.

How bad is it this time?

V doesn't like to play that guessing game. The rules are unfair and he's yet to understand the ways Johnny's mind works. He doesn't let you in unless he's decided you're safe, and even then, he'll run again. Whenever he pleases, just to protect himself. He'll spit vile words and break things just to make a point.

But the apartment is just as V left it and there's nothing different. Or, well...

There's this soft blue stuffed animal tucked into the corner of the bed. One V didn't buy and one he never even glanced at. Has it been here long? He pretty much just got back from a gig, all he planned to do was shower, and then he felt all of that fear start eating at him. It isn't even his own.

The moment his eyes land on it, the burning in his chest gets ten times worse. Is this the problem? He had stepped inside and the hurt started almost immediately... Is this the cause for concern?

He doesn't want to ask, or call out again, but giving Johnny his own space has only ever proved to make things worse.

So, quietly, he calls his name.

"Johnny?"

It's without any anger, softer than a moment ago when concern was growing more violent in his head.

Slowly, he steps forward, not minding the tracks his dusty boots leave on the floor. Later, he'll clean it up like the rest of the apartment needs.

The bed squeaks as he sits on the edge, a hand reaching for the soft fabric of the plushie tucked into their bed. It was their bed now, wasn't it? Months of it being the two of them, sometimes Johnny would appear nestled into the blankets too. Though V isn't always sure he slept. The tossing and turning never meant anything good anyway.

"C'mon, Johnny..." V sighs as his thumbs brush over the fluff. He leans forward, elbows on his knees.

Is this little thing causing this much damage? Is he seeing something, holding something, he wasn't supposed to know about? Did Johnny find this on some excursion when V had last handed him the body?

Since V was a kid, he never cared too much for stuffed animals. Or maybe it was that he didn't like them. The ones that were popular when he was young all had this odd fabric, catching on the dry parts of his hands no matter how moisturized his skin was.

This is nothing like this. It had to have coat a lot, especially these days. He can brush through the fluff, rather than the fuzziness catching on his fingertips.

Though, elsewhere, fuzziness feels like it isn't far. Along with the fear, the terror in his chest, a fuzzy, hazy feeling sits far away in his mind. It comes closer, he feels it getting close.

He feels Johnny getting close.

That's what it is, of course it is.

Subtly, V smiles down at the stuffed animal.

"It's a stuffed animal, Johnny, come on now..." V speaks aloud, voice rumbling in his chest with the burn of fear. He breathes, though that can't soothe it if it isn't his own fear he's trying to fix.

He doesn't glance away from the little thing, even as he feels Johnny's presence creep closer in his head. Close enough that V would usually worry if he'd fight for control, but this.. it doesn't seem like that's his goal now.

"Y'know, you could've told me. Save me the worry of you freakin' the fuck out." He lets out a halfhearted chuckle.

The fear bubbling in his chest soothes to a simmer again, even if it still feels tight in his chest.

"I know..." V murmurs, "I know you're scared, Johnny. 's just you 'n' me here, hm? Ain't anyone comin' in." He promised, eyes only glancing up to the door to make sure it's locked, then he's back focusing on the plush.

He breathes, and suddenly it feels a lot less heavy.

Is it working? Is he helping?

"Do you wanna sit with me? Can tell me about this guy here if you want." V hums, a hand brushing over the stuffed animal's ear.

The sound of glitching shouldn't fill him with hope the way it does now.

At his side, tucked further back in the bed cubby, Johnny sits and stares at him through dark sunglasses. His bulletproof vest protecting him, shoulders raised much too high to be comfortable.

"See? You and me, and.. who's this?" V acts without thinking, turning and placing the stuffed animal right in Johnny's lap. Somewhere buried in his own head he feels like he has to talk to Johnny like he's a kid. He's sitting like a scared kid after all.

For a moment, it's quiet. V bites at his lip as he waits. Did he just ruin what he thought was helping?

"It's.. just a dog..." Johnny scoffs as if it isn't important at all to him. His hands hold the stuffed animal in his arms.

Sometimes, V wonders if Johnny knows the full strength of that metal arm. It digs so much deeper into the fluff, clutching it, despite the other hand being mostly relaxed.

"Then does the dog have a name?" V crossed one leg over the other, leaned back against the framing around the bed. He's slow as he moves, gentle as he talks.

In a split second, V sees Johnny's eyes peer over his sunglasses at him. He sees a fine line of tears over his waterline. In the same second, it's gone and Johnny's trying to straighten himself out.

"No." Silverhand mutters, though it sounds almost ashamed. V can't place the unsteady tone.

"That's okay." V comforts, hands settled in his lap as he watches Johnny. Is it this again? The fuzziness, the fear, the needing... He'll sit with Johnny as long as he needs, even if his mind is wandering.

Johnny needs him. Not because he needs the body, but because he just needs someone in his corner for once. It doesn't matter that he's killing V slowly, V wants to be there. Of course he does.

To say V's not familiar with this would be a lie. Sometimes when you look close enough, the signs were there all along.

Johnny's silence, the fear so strong it passes to V, the fidgeting, the quiet voice, refusal to look V in the eye. He's acting like a scared kid. He has so many times before and V rarely picked up on it. He just fixed it like his mind screamed to.

But now they're here, they're not running. It's quiet. A moment for just the two of them. V had the time to sit and put together the pieces.

He's small.

V can recall a few details during the gig, and one where Johnny suddenly peaced out. There were files, old files and a bunch of pictures of things V doesn't want to name. When he turned back around, Johnny was gone. His presence was gone and V was alone.

It should've stood out to him. After seeing hints of so many things in Johnny's nightmares, he should've known that little kid still ached for attention—for care and love.

V was the closest, and first, person to offer that unconditionally. Johnny clung onto him, of course he did. No one else ever wanted to help like that. They left, he ran. V wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

"It's late, Johnny," V begins, "how about takeout and one of your old shows, yeah?" He glances around, pulling up a menu in his optics, leaving enough room to see Johnny. Just in case.

Johnny grumbles very quietly from the corner he tucked himself into. He rubs his eyes, sunglasses set to the side for those brown eyes to blink up at V for a moment.

"I'll get your favorite, and a treat." V raises his brows, negotiating.

That seems good enough, satisfied with a little 'yeah' from Johnny.

The apartment remains quiet as the two settle into bed with a container of Johnny's favorite takeout and a small projector with a very old show auto playing each episode.

That little stuffed animal stays in Johnny's lap, V never questions it. He doesn't have to ask to know so many things anymore. Johnny needs it, plain and simple. He doesn't want this any more than V does.

Regardless of wanting to, V will always be there. They'll find a way out of this, someone will have what they need and they'll get enough eddies to pay however much they demand.

As long as V gets to pull Johnny into his arms for real, it doesn't matter how they get to that point.

[sullybrained]

There’s like 3 agere cyberpunk fans, but I recently posted an agere (if you squint) fic with V and Johnny, and now I’m working on with Vik and V . Let me know if any headcanons or ideas pop in ur head!!

[em0goose]

Cyberpunk 2077 Masterlist

[AgeRe] Make it better - V & Jackie [AgeRe] Spending Habits - Johnny & V [AgeRe] It's scary - Johnny & V [AgeRe] C'mon, Johnny... - Johnny & V

[Ask Fic] Reminisce - Johnny/Kerry [Fic] Gettin' Soft Now? - Johnny/Kerry [Fic] Need You Now - Johnny/Kerry [Fic] Men like them don't get happy endings - Johnny/V [Fic] City of Ashes - Johnny/V [Fic] Is it enough? Johnny/V (AO3 version) [Mini-Fic] Happy Birthday, Johnny - Johnny & V [Mini-Fic] It's Time. - Johnny/V [Mini-Fic] Let's Go - Johnny/V [Moodboard] "Johnny?" - Johnny/Kerry [Moodboard] Mona Lisa - Johnny/Kerry [Moodboard] V and Johnny... - Johnny & V [Moodboard] Killin' me - V & Johnny [Moodboard] It's 2023... - Johnny [Moodboard] 2020 - Kerry [Moodboard] Go to War - Johnny

Updates when I remember or make something new

[em0goose]

hate hate hate talking abt my regression but......cg kerry eurodyne. he misses taking care of his kids, or like havibg them around. Tiny V (or whoever this could apply to ocs as well) fills in instead. He goes all out when taking care of V :(( V is his baby and hed do anything for his baby.

HE SO WOULD. (Even if he doesn't really miss his kids, or the responsibility of them) V is so well tangled in his soul that he does want that, to do anything for him. Every time V slips, Kerry wants to bundle him up and keep him safe and never let another stray bullet anywhere near his baby

Kerry picking him up despite the difference in side, the fact that V is heavy muscle compared to himself. It doesn't really matter, all he wants if V happily in his arms, in his house. Just around.

It inspires him to clean up, to make it safe for V to stumble around while he's small. Add a little bit of protection to the sharpest corners V always seems to kick and get bruised by. Lay down rugs, actually furnish a little more... Just to make the villa a home rather than what it is now: a place he just.. sleeps.

Kerry's favorite moments is when everything has settled down, he's gotten the both of them fed, and V is laid across his chest. If he's snoring Kerry won't tell. It's just warm and safe and this.. this is home.

[em0goose]

Rockstar legend and age regression? No. No, that doesn't go together.

So why is Kerry clutching some plushie like it's the end of the world and crying for someone who doesn't exist? A non-existent caretaker to wipe away the tears pouring down his cheeks?

Kerry doesn't get small. Of course not. It's just... a bad day. The fuzziness in his head is nothing, although intensified by whatever he downed in an attempt to drown it out.

He doesn't regress. Look around him. Sleek—but messy—surfaces, sharp edges and cold decor. Nothing about it says soft. Nothing but him, rocking back and forth, sobbing into a stuffed animal that he'll refuse to look at later.

He's a living legend. What would that do to his image?

[baby-squirrel]

Agere art request (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) Any idea if Jeff the killer would have a caregiver? ˭̡̞(◞⁎˃ᆺ˂)◞*✰

As basic as it is slender seems like a good candidate..

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[sullybrained]

Agere drarry? There isn’t enough

[candy-kiddo]

Finney Blake Regressor Moodboard

[DISCLAIMER: Finney is infact from The Black Phone franchise and is not meant for kiddos so if you want to watch this I wouldn't reccomend watching it while regressed its VERY adult and it can get VERY dark heck even as an adult it’s very hard to watch to please watch with caution]

Oh..oh this pooor sweet boy ..if you’ve seen the media he’s from I don’t need to explain why this boy would be a regressor …he’s need it so bad he neeeds it to cope with his fear and anger after the events of the first and second film .

I can see him hugging stuffies tightly and chewing on packets or teether to soothe his anger and fear , he would have so many so so many night lights and blankets and cosy pyjamas this boy is taking his boyhood back fiercely .

Also I see his regression being heavily space themes since his bedroom in the first movie had space themes and he had a pen/light shaped as a rocket ship in the movie as well.

As for a Caregiver …sadly I don’t see anyone helping him out it would be very much a private regression by himself in his room …maybe ..maybe on rare occasion have Mando (Armando the camp owner in the second film) help him out.

If he does have a CG this boy is so clingy and sleepy and cries so much he needs to let it all out and be rocked to sleep , reminded to eat well yknow the usual caregiver regressor relationship.

Anyways long ramble aside I hope yall enjoy this moodboard .

[thanossssss]

AgeRe Easter Themed Team Thanos + Myung-gi Headcanons

•Thanos and Min-su absolutely love Easter and all the things they get to do to prepare for the holiday, while Nam-gyu and Myung-gi are okay with it. It’s not their favorite holiday and they really only like the fact that they get candy in their Easter baskets.

•Se-mi and Gyeong-su do a lot during the holidays and Easter’s no different. Se-mi is often the one who paints the eggs and decorates the house, with both Thanos and Min-su helping her. Gyeong-su does most of the shopping for the baskets and baking/cooking, as well as for the candy and small trinkets to put in the plastic Easter eggs for the egg hunt.

•The egg hunt is probably Thanos’ favorite thing and he gets so competitive over it. Most of the time, he’s the one who has the most eggs because he runs throughout the yard looking for them, while Min-su, Nam-gyu, and Myung-gi carefully search.

•Myung-gi is always so super and pouty after the egg hunt because he’s a very sore loser, even though it’s not really a competition. He just hates the fact that Thanos got more eggs than he did.

•The week before Easter, in a littles are known AU, Se-mi and Gyeong-su take Nam-gyu and Thanos to see the Easter Bunny at the mall. Myung-gi and Min-su refuse to meet him, because Min-su gets nervous around strangers and Myung-gi is terrified of the Easter Bunny costume to the point where if he just glances at him, he starts crying and freaking out. So, Gyeong-su will take Myung-gi and Min-su to another part of the mall to look around while Se-mi stays with Thanos and Nam-gyu.

•Out of the four, Myung-gi is the only one who doesn’t believe that the Easter Bunny is real and he’s so mean about it. He’s constantly telling Thanos and Nam-gyu that he’s not real, especially if they make him mad or are annoying him. He doesn’t say anything to Min-su though, since he gets along with him.

•Nam-gyu loves those big chocolate bunnies and can and will eat the whole thing in one sitting. He hides while eating it because Se-mi and Gyeong-su told him to not eat the whole thing at once because he’ll feel sick. They always know when he did, due to the fact that he’ll go over to them while whining about having a stomach ache.

•Thanos only eats sweet baked goods and candy through the day. He refuses to eat anything else, so much like Nam-gyu, he also ends up feeling sick by the end of the day and will just curl up on the couch and whine about not feeling good.

•Min-su has a bunny onesie that he always wears the night before Easter and will continue to wear all throughout Easter day as well. Myung-gi was so jealous of the onesie since he loves bunnies, so now he has the same one so they can both match.

•Most of the time, Se-mi and Gyeong-su host for Easter, so there ends up being a lot more than just the six of them in the house on that day. Thanos loves having company over and other people to play with, while the other three don’t really enjoy it. Especially Myung-gi, he gets overwhelmed really easily and will just cling to Gyeong-su for majority of the day.

[thanossssss]

Omg pls tell us ur newborn regressor thanos headcanons with cg namgyu

Newborn Regressor! Thanos w/ Caregiver! Nam-gyu Headcanons

•Thanos doesn’t regress back to the state of a newborn very often, but when he does, Nam-gyu always has his hands completely full with him.

•Thanos is very needing and completely dependent on Nam-gyu, which is to be expected when he’s this little, but it’s to the point where Nam-gyu can’t leave him alone and Thanos has to be taken everywhere he goes. Otherwise, he’ll wail.

•Nam-gyu is always cuddling him and lying down with him. They don’t leave the room very often, due to Thanos being really jumpy. Pretty much everything startles him to the point where he just starts screaming and it takes so long to calm him down.

•Adding onto that, Thanos typically loves loud noises when he’s regressed, but when he’s newborn regressed, he can’t stand it. Loud noises terrify him, he’ll sob and tremble over any kind of noise really. Because of that, Nam-gyu makes sure the bedroom stays nice and quiet. He’ll usually have a soft lullaby playing quietly in the background too, since Thanos does like that.

•If Nam-gyu has to do something, he’ll put Thanos on his stomach and lay him down on a blanket. It’s not Thanos’ favorite thing ever, but as long as he can see Nam-gyu then he tolerates it. Unless he’s been particularly fussy that day, then he’ll just whine and cry until he’s picked up.

•Thanos loves bubble baths and it’s like the only thing that completely settles him down. Nam-gyu often gets in the bath with him too, just because Thanos loves to lay against him while being in the warm water. Basically 99% of the time, both of them are in their swim shorts (or at least Nam-gyu is) and just sitting in the warm water. If Thanos actually has to be bathed, then Nam-gyu typically won’t get in the tub with him.

•Thanos scream cries when he’s tired because he doesn’t understand that he can just close his eyes and fall asleep. It’s like an hour of him crying because he’s exhausted but doesn’t know how to deal with the feeling, while Nam-gyu rocks him and tries to bottle feed him or give him his pacifier.

•Nighttime is really difficult because Thanos does not sleep through the night at all. He wakes up every 2-3 hours, sometimes every 1-2 hours if he’s having a bad night. He’s constantly needing to be fed, changed, rocked, etc. Nam-gyu is always so tired in the morning, but luckily Thanos does take long naps if he’s still regressed that little, so Nam-gyu always naps with him.

•Nam-gyu often has to put mittens on Thanos because Thanos loves touching his face or keeping his hands near his face, which always ends with him crying because he’s scratching his face and he doesn’t understand that he’s doing it to himself.

•Thanos also likes to grab and pull Nam-gyu’s hair when he’s feeling playful, so that’s another reason why he needs mittens. Nam-gyu knows he’s only trying to play and that he’s curious, but he also doesn’t like getting his hair almost ripped out by Thanos.

•Thanos sometimes suckles on Nam-gyu’s fingers or on his collarbone during skin to skin contact because it’s really comforting for him, it gives him a feeling of safety. Nam-gyu always lets him, it doesn’t bother him in the slightest.

•On the rare occasion Thanos is in a good mood, he coos a lot. He’ll coo at everyone he sees while holding out his hand for them. It’s the cutest thing ever, he’s always grabbing Nam-gyu’s hand or finger and will just hold onto it while happily cooing at him.

[thanossssss]

Wait do a fic with newborn reg namgyu pls ,,, maybe a fic where he’s being super fussy and Thanos can’t figure out why he is, but it ends up with him wanting a specific toy

Regressor! Nam-gyu w/ Caregiver! Thanos

Summary: Nam-gyu’s fussy after waking up from a nap and wants something, but Thanos has a hard time figuring out what he wants, due to Nam-gyu being regressed so little that he can’t communicate his wants besides from whining and crying at him.

Contains: Age regression, crying, bottles, toys, pacifiers, stuffed animals.

Not proofread.

Ever since he woke up from his nap, Nam-gyu had been very fussy. At first, Thanos just thought that it was because was still adjusting to waking up and that he needed to be fed, but that definitely wasn’t it. Nam-gyu had been awake for over forty minutes now and had ended up drinking two bottles, yet he was still super fussy.

Thanos wasn’t really sure what was bothering Nam-gyu. He was so little today, so Thanos couldn’t ask him what was wrong since Nam-gyu wouldn’t even be able to comprehend what was being said to him, let alone communicate or give hints to what he wanted. All he could do was whine and cry at Thanos until he figured it out.

For about fifteen minutes now, Thanos had been pacing around the room with Nam-gyu in his arms. He was patting his back and would occasionally bounce him a little, two things that typically would calm Nam-gyu down when he was this small, but it wasn’t working right now.

Nam-gyu was really whiny as his head just laid on Thanos’ shoulder. Every now and then he’d let out a little whimper or cry, but he was mostly just whiny, so Thanos had a feeling that Nam-gyu probably just wanted something rather than needed something. Otherwise, he would’ve been loudly crying.

“I know, Nam-gyu. I’m sorry.” Thanos spoke softly to him as he began to bounce him again. “I’m trying to figure out what you want, I promise.” Thanos told him, despite Nam-gyu not being able to understand a thing that was said to him.

Nam-gyu let out a tiny, pitiful cry as he rubbed his face with his fist. Normally, Thanos would find the action to be cute, but instead he just felt bad since he knew Nam-gyu was doing it because he was upset.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay.” Thanos whispered to Nam-gyu, before grabbing his pacifier off of his onesie. “Here, sweetheart. Do you want your paci?” Thanos held the soother up to Nam-gyu’s mouth, even though he’d already tried that multiple times and every single time, Nam-gyu would just turn his head away and loudly whine at him.

However, much to Thanos’ surprise, Nam-gyu did end up taking the pacifier. Unfortunately, it didn’t really calm him down, since he kept on with his continuous, loud whines.

Thanos continued to bounce Nam-gyu as he looked around the room, before he noticed his baby blanket on the couch. Nam-gyu absolutely loved his blanket and hated being without it, so Thanos thought that had to be what was making him so upset.

“Oh!” Thanos spoke up as he quickly walked over to the couch with Nam-gyu. “Look, Nam-gyu! Do you want your blankie? Is that it?” Thanos grabbed the blanket and showed Nam-gyu, who stared at it for a few seconds, before reaching for it.

Thanos smiled as he handed the blanket to him, thinking he finally solved what was upsetting Nam-gyu. But he didn’t. Even though Nam-gyu had his blanket and was cuddling it, he was still whining and fussing.

“Really? That wasn’t it?” Thanos said to himself, his voice filled with both disbelief and disappointment. Thanos sat on the couch with Nam-gyu, while Nam-gyu continued to fuss at him.

“Is there even anything you want? Are you just feeling fussy?” Thanos asked him, even though he knew there was no point in doing so. Of course, Nam-gyu didn’t answer him and instead just loudly whined at him while flailing his arm a little.

Thanos tired sighed as he laid down on the couch with Nam-gyu on top of him. He didn’t know what to do at this point, he couldn’t think of anything else.

For the next five minutes, Thanos patted Nam-gyu’s back while desperately trying to think of something that he might want. That’s when Thanos noticed the little cat stuffed animal sitting on the coffee table.

The stuffed animal made a small rattling sound every time Thanos shook it, which Nam-gyu had found to be the most entertaining thing in the world for almost an hour before he had taken a nap. Thanos didn’t think that was what he was fussing about, but it couldn’t hurt to try it out.

Thanos grabbed the stuffed cat rattle off of the coffee table before showing Nam-gyu it. “Look, baby. Do you want the kitty?” Thanos questioned, before gently shaking it.

The second Thanos shook it and it made the jingling noise, Nam-gyu immediately smiled and began giggling at it. Thanos’ eyes widened a little, and then shook it more, to which Nam-gyu loudly giggled out.

“Is that it? You just wanted the kitty?” Thanos asked, laughing a little since he found the situation to be both ridiculous but adorable at the same time. His question was answered when Nam-gyu squealed loudly at the noise the toy made while he kicked his legs with excitement.

Thanos smiled at him and shook the toy more, earning more giggles and happy squeals from Nam-gyu. Thanos was so happy Nam-gyu was finally not fussy anymore, he just wished he had figured what was bothering him sooner.

[nicowqq]

OMGOMG hi please say ur opinions on cg aonung and regressor Neteyam plsolsplsplsplls

Little!Neteyam Sully and Cg!Aonung thoughts

ꕀI feel like Neteyam would be very secretive with his regression at first not wanting to let his guard down especially not around Aonung

ꕀMaybe they get closer after the events of atwow (In an au where Neteyam survives ofc)

ꕀNeteyam is just on edge and stressed after all that happened to him

ꕀAonung offering a safe place for Neteyam to vent and their bond getting stronger after that

ꕀNeteyam wouldnt be so difficult to care for mostly because he tries not to be not wanting to seem like to much

ꕀMost of their time consists of quiet or parallel play of sorts

ꕀNeteyam and Aonung walking on the shore collecting seashells on a little vase

ꕀNeteyam drawing on the sand while Aonung is just a few meters away basking in the sun

ꕀThem taking naps together under the sun

ꕀBut there are moments where Neteyam need a bit more support and attention

ꕀPoor boy having night terrors of the events and getting out of the family pod trying to calm himself down nibbling on the tip of his thumb in an attempt to self soothe

ꕀAonung sees a figure on the distance and quickly recognizes the shape of the omatikaya boy and going up to him

ꕀSeeing the state that he’s in he quickly puts a hand on his back and guides them both to a more secluded space near the sea

ꕀAonung doesnt try to make Neteyam talk instead he just starts rubbing circles on his back while talking to him about the sea creatures,telling him about his day and that seems to calm the boy

ꕀNeteyam just get closer eventually laying his head on Aonung’s shoulder and drifting off for a bit

ꕀThey dont really talk about their dynamic but its something they both appreciate about each other

This are thoughts about the beginning of their whole dynamic so maybe ill expand more on the future to include the rest of the kids and adults!!

And dive deeper into their relationship

Hope you like it🩵

[j3ll9f1sh]

“You’ll always be mama’s baby”

Mama!Tiri x Little!R (Main focus), Sully Family x Little!R (Background)

Requested- No

Spoilers- No

Summary- Reader just wants to show that they are as strong as their siblings so Neytiri plays along until they realize that not being strong isn’t necessarily bad especially when involves MamaTiri cuddles

Warnings- Reader is transmasc/male aligned. Uses He/They pronouns, SFW Age regression, Reader is human but their exo pack only covers their nose and mouth, Reader’s Regressed age is 5, Sully Family loves their little human. No Spider Bashing. Takes place in the forest

Word Count- 3.2k

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You loved trailing behind your siblings. Mainly your brothers. Neteyam, Lo’ak and Spider. Always trotting closely that you’ve stepped on their tails more times than they could count. They never said anything but you definitely stayed walking in their shadows. Only Lo’ak would show signs of annoyance when your small heel would dig into the sensitive bone.

Spider would quickly pull you back and Neteyam would give his brother a look. They knew you didn’t mean it. Like you were often clumsy within your headspace and Lo’ak never tried to outwardly show it but tails were sensitive even if they were fun to play with they needed to be handled with care.

“Hey listen to me really quick Paskalin..remember what Dad said about space.”, Neteyam turned bending down placing his hands on your shoulders waiting until your eyes met his. It was easy for you to get distracted especially when your brothers brought you along for walks in the forest.

“Remember, at least an arm's length or walk beside us”, Neteyam hummed hoping to gauge your memory. You perked up slightly at the familiar words. It was something Jake always found himself repeating. Something you giggled at repeatedly yet swore to stick by.

“I remember ‘Teyam!”

“Good, now how about you hold my hand so that you don’t accidentally step on Lo’ak’s tail again. Ok buddy”, Neteyam held his hand out for you to grab and you took it without much care, trotting beside him to keep up with his quick strides. He wasn’t walking fast but he was also 8’2 and you were only 5’5. Smaller than Tuk.

“Hurry up! Or we’ll miss the herd”, Lo’ak called from the front. His shoulders sagging at being stopped once again. Usually the three boys would have been back at hometree by now. Carrying at least 2 or 3 yeriks to present to their parents and the adults of the village to prove that they were good hunters. Good providers. You just had to tag along.

Not like Neteyam or Lo’ak and even Spider cared. They didn’t but you did slow them down significantly. Wide eyes getting distracted every five minutes by the living flora or kenten that got spooked from your clumsy movement. Neteyam rolled his eyes, deciding to just haul you up on his back. “You need to learn patience little bro. Let’s go”

Neteyam scolded and to which you stuck your tongue out towards Lo’ak mocking him. The 14 year old narrowed his eyes but returned the gesture just..if not even more childish. Appalled by your audacity. Brat.

“Alright..remember we have to be quiet or we will scare off the Yerik..”, Neteyam bent down allowing you to slide from his back. At his words you nodded your head vigorously. This wasn’t your first time joining your siblings on a hunt and well Jake had taken you out on many hunts. Neytiri wasn’t the biggest fan of it but she trusted her mate and children to keep you close; she just knew how easily it was for you to slip away.

If someone didn’t have their eyes on you at all times they would have to spend the next hours searching for you because your little mind and body loved to wander. Huge eyes lost in the beauty of Pandora. Even more so in your regressed headspace. Afterall back on Earth all you had was the drawings you made now you had the real thing. Real green grass and clean lakes to frolic in.

“I know ‘Teyam! I will be the most quiet.”, Neteyam winced, Lo’ak shook his head and Spider snorted. You didn’t have a quiet voice but thankfully the Yerik weren't too close to get spooked. “Yep..just stay here with Spider ok. Do not run off”

Neteyam pointed a finger looking a lot like Neytiri. His stern look, narrow ears and pointed eyes. You nodded, raising your hand to salute something you learned from the science guys. “Now bro please before eclipses hits”

Lo’ak whined, always impatient, adjusting his bow on his shoulder. Neteyam turned, giving Spider a look. The human teenager nodded. He knew to watch you but Neteyam needed him to actually watch you and not just check if you were in his line of sight through his peripheral.

“We’ll be 15 minutes at best”, Neteyam finally turned trotting around to catch up with Lo’ak who had already been walking around docking his bow. Spider perched himself on a high branch so he could see better. He didn’t mind babysitting but he wanted to get in on the successful hunt as well. You scrambled up on a lower branch. Nails gripping the bark to see better.

It was cool seeing your brothers hunt. Different from Jake and Neytiri. Mama was the best hunter that was not a question and you always knew her arrow would meet its mark. Jake usually hunted the talioang but that you didn’t have to be quiet because the herd was loud and it was always done on Bob with at least 6 other riders. His arrows never missed either.

Neteyam and Lo’ak were still young. Boys transitioned into warriors so each kill was a lot more special. New strength and skills developing unlike the miles of experience that Jake and Neytiri had years to master. A small chirp found your ears. Attention easily diverted from your brothers to something in the distance.

You glanced up. Spider was distracted. Inching closer and closer each second. Your brothers were fixing their bows to take aim. It was just a quick peak. With ease you hopped off the branch with a soft thud and ran towards the noise. On your tippy toes just like Neytiri had taught you. Hands to help guide as you climbed onto a branch. It was a Yerik. Still young. Perfect size for you.

You glanced back. Nobody had followed you. Slowly you took your bow that was resting around your shoulder. Neytiri had taught you to shoot. You were the baby of the family but you weren’t defensively. Never, just slightly smaller than everyone else besides even Tuk had a knife.

The bow itself anyways was embarrassingly small, mainly given to you because you whined for it. Begging your mama to teach you because you were “big” and could handle it. Neytiri didn’t want to at first but there was just something so magical in watching you practice with clumsy hands. She would crouch close, her head practically resting on your shoulder. First she could fix your stance, then your arms and finally tilt your head the right way.

It wasn’t beautiful. God no. You had a terrible shot but just the act of doing it made you glow. Little body jumping up and down as you turned and threw your arms around your Mama’s neck. Neytiri was confused. You had missed the target wildly but she just grabbed your face nuzzling slightly. “Good job Yawntutsyip but we will..keep working on it”

That night you had proudly ran around hometree telling everyone that you shot a bow. First it was Jake. You needed your Papa to know just how good you did. Voice squeaky, words becoming babbles as Jake tried to catch on. He was fluent in the Navi language but your babbles always left him confused on what the hell you were trying to say.

“Our little one learned to shoot today Ma’Jake”

“YAY PAPA I SHOOT THE ARROW!”, Jake chuckled at your enthusiasm, thankful for Neytiri. She was your number one translator. Jake popped you higher on his hips fangs poking through as he smiled.

“Oh yea..you’re my little tsamsiyu aren’t ya bud. Good thing you’re learning from the best”, Jake praised loving how you stimmed in his arms. Neytiri’s smile never left her face. She loved her kids but absolutely adore babies. The concept of regression was so foreign. So unknown but children were a blessing by Eywa and all children needed a mother. You weren't a child but your headspace made you act no different and since you had no mother Neytiri didn’t hesitate to fill the role.

It was totally not because Neytiri also missed having a small kid that depended on her. Tuk was growing up running off on her own. She loved how you always seemed to need her. How big your eyes got every time you saw her.

You grabbed a small arrow from your quiver. The Yerik had not noticed you yet (your human scent masked by Neytiri’s helped a lot) still feeding pecking at the ground. Slowly you did what Neytiri had taught you may times. Stand tall, both eyes open, deep breath, tight core, balance the weight on your dominant leg, tighten your muscles, pull back and let the arrow fly.

The Yerik dropped with a loud squeak. Legs flailing. The arrow lodged in the weak spot just at the base of its neck. You jumped up surprised, scrambling toward the fallen animal. That was your first kill. You’ve never hunted before or used your arrows on a real target.

“I DID IT, ‘TEYAM ‘O’AK SPIDEY.. I DID ITS”, you turned happily clapping your hands jumping up and down once you saw your brothers. Neteyam grabbed his chest with relief, Lo’ak always trying to keep a stone face yet couldn’t hide his relief and Spider looked a bit guilty. Neteyam and Lo’ak missed their kill because well once Spider didn’t see you anymore the hunt was forgotten.

“Woah…you did that all by yourself Paskalin”, Neteyam bent down beside you. Clean..merciful. With his knife he rested a hand on the Yerik's neck before finishing the job, whispering prayers to Eywa. The Spirit goes to Eywa but the body stays behind to become part of the people. Once his knife was away Neteyam grabbed the arrow, plucking it out.

“That’s a good kill, little bro. Let’s get home before it gets too dark and we’ll cook it tonight”, Neteyam passed the animal off for Lo’ak to hold. He grumbled like he always did while Neteyam trotted ahead to keep up with you. You may have been small but you were fast, small legs zooming over branches and puddles. Everyone must know what you have done. Your mama needed to know what you did.

Your first successful hunt. Clean and Merciful kill no less. This had to be celebrated. It was said that Eywa had to bless you before you could kill anything in her forest. Today had been the day she had blessed you. Otherwise your aim would have not been true. Would have not met his mark. By the time the four of you reached hometree eclipse was just starting to set. Fires lit, na’vi returning from their day's work. You found Mo’at first.

The Tsahik was waiting on you. Of course she was. The one woman you could not keep secrets from because she knew all. The embrace was warm as always. Withered hands cradled your head. Yet you pulled back excitedly. “GRAN I DID IT. I HUNT”

Mo’at smiled. A chuckle slipping past her lips as she watched Neteyam, Lo’ak and Spider come into view holding your kill. “You did..Eywa has blessed you grandchild. The clan is proud”

“And why is the clan so proud”, Neytiri strolled forward wanting to see what the fuss was about.

“I HUNTED MAMA. A YERIK ALL ON MY OWNS”, Neytiri froze out of pure shock. Her hands cupping your face. Ears flickering, tail shooting up. You hunted…you..her sweet baby. She was happy of course she was and she wished she’d been there to witness it.

“Oh my ‘eveng. The great mother has blessed you”, Neytiri could cry. Tears actually did well up in her eyes. Neytiri smushed your cheeks between her three fingered hands nuzzling you affectionately. She was a very proud mother.

“Mama!! Let gooss!”, You pulled away with a squeal of laughter, nose scrunching as you twisted to get out of Neytiri’s grip. You never fought her ever but this was big. You had just hunted all on your own and so that made you big and strong just like the rest of your family and Neytiri didn’t nuzzle and scent them. “M big nows! I hunted all on my owns”

You wiped the bridge of your nose trying to swipe the scent away as if your whole body didn’t smell like her. Neytiri’s ears pinned backwards a slight frown on her face as she watched you pull Neteyam, Lo’ak and Spider along so that the Yerik could be properly prepared for dinner. It was small but just enough meat to feed the family comfortably.

That night for dinner you stuck close to Neteyam and Lo’ak. Spider sat next to Kiri and Tuk against Jake. Neytiri sat across the way watching you. She loved when you interacted with your siblings. Always finding a way to include yourself but usually at dinner you say beside her. Basically on her lap. She would hand feed you because you often got distracted but not tonight.

Tonight she had to watch her baby fend for themselves with a sudden surge of independence. “What’s wrong baby? You’re not eating”

Jake spared Neytiri a glance as he took a moment to take in his family. It was odd but it was perfect. He never thought it would end this way. Neytiri’s ears flicked as she turned towards her mate, a subtle frown on her face.

“Y/n doesn’t need me anymore”, Jake tilted his head confused where the sudden conviction came from. Of course you need them. You were always stepping in Neytiri’s foot prints and holding Jake’s tail to keep up with. Always the first to wake them up with mindless babbling and infectious happiness.

“Baby..what are you talking about? Of course he needs us. He’s just having fun with the boys”

Jake shuffled closer. He knew how hard Neytiri loved. How hard she loved you. Ultra maternal and protective instinct going haywire 24/7. He felt the same but he didn’t hover as much. Let you run wild in the forest while Neytiri would not let you out of her sight. Took you to meet Toruk just days after integrating you in the family while Neytiri didn’t want you anywhere near Sa’ata not knowing how the animals would react; wanting to keep you away from danger and safe in her arms.

“No Ma’Jake you do not understand. He hunted the Yerik all on his own and now he prefers to eat on his own. He even wiped away my kisses”, Jake bit the inside of his lip. He knew that didn’t necessarily mean anything. You were just rambunctious and just preferred to showcase that you could be big and strong just like everyone else.

Jake classified it as a human thing. Just classic toddler behavior. Seeing your big brothers doing something and then believing you had to do the same but he didn’t know how to convince Neytiri so he just dropped the conversation. After all she was purely convinced that you would stop being her baby and well the woman was head strong. Jake figured the whole situation would sort itself sooner or later it always did anyways.

Later that night when it was nearing your bedtime Neytiri stalked over slowly on all fours before scooping you up. You let out a yell of pure shock that morphed into laughter. Squeaky. Carefree.

“MAMA! YOU SCARES ME!”, Neytiri hummed her own soft smile gracing her face as she leaned down to nuzzle your cheek. You didn’t pull but you did crane your head to the side before she was doing it right in front of your brothers and well you were big!

“Come on ma yawntutsyip, it is bath time than bed time”

“Nuh uh Mama! I’m not tired and I’m big! I stay wake with ‘Teyam and ‘O’ak”, you slipped out of Neytiri’s arm nodding your head with certainty. Bedtimes were for babies. You were a warrior now. You had a successful hunt and you were big just like your brothers and they did not have bedtimes.

“Oh you are big uh baby. Mama’s big boy is that right”, Neytiri bent down to cup your face, squishing your cheeks. You nodded wild hair flopping grin widening as she understood. Neytiri sighed with mock defeat, her tail swaying softly behind her as she shrugged her shoulders. “I guess..if you are Mama’s big boy then you can stay with your brothers. Mama will just have to give tuk all her cuddles and stories…”

Neytiri turned on her heels, slowly walking away. You watched her go feet turning inward as you weighed the options. You still wanted mama cuddles. Mama cuddles were the best and Tuk..Tuk didn’t even care for stories. How was she gonna steal yours? Your cheeks puffed out and your eyebrow furrowed as she ran to catch up to her. Neytiri kept her pace slow on purpose trying to keep from smirking when your little hand grabbed hers.

“Wait Mama..I wan cuddles and stories too”

“I know baby but you wanted to stay with your brothers remember. Big boys don’t need cuddles and bedtime stories to go to sleep”

“NO! NO I NAH! I NAH BIG MAMA! I SMALL”, Neytiri didn’t expect you to fold so fast. You begs tugging her arm bouncing up and down on your feet. You weren't that big. You still could get cuddles and stories.

“MAMA I NAH-“

“Ok baby…ok I heard you. Calm down there’s no need to get so worked up”, Neytiri easily picked you up placing you on her hips making your tiny chest pump a thousand miles per minute. Running her thumb down the bridge of your nose before nuzzling your face lightly.

“Mama was just messing with you. She did not mean to make you upset. Ready for bed now little one”

“I still get cuddles n stories..”

Neytiri’s heart could burst at how small your voice was. Using one hand to push your head to rest against her collarbone. “Of course you are my baby. Mama’s darling baby..you will never be too big for cuddles or stories”

Your breathing evened out. Her words true in your ears as you wrapped your arms snug around her neck burying your head deeper into her collarbone. You liked being big but maybe you would stay small just a little bit longer. If being small meant that you would never have to leave your mama’s arms…well you never wanted to be big again.

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Na’vi Word Guide-

Paskalin- Sweet Berry

Yawntutsyip- Darling ≠ Little Loved One

Tsamsiyu- Warrior

‘Eveng- Child

Thanks for reading

[nicowqq]

Cradled in the sea

Aonung had his whole day planned first he was going to get his bag ready with all his essentials then he was going to pick up Neteyam and have a beach day with his boy

Aonung’ pov

8:30am

Aonung's alarm started ringing as he groaned while sitting on his bed, looking at his phone. A calendar notification appeared, "Beach Day with Teyam," lighting up the screen and reminding him of the day ahead, so he stood up and headed to the bathroom to get everything ready.

Just as he came out of the bathroom, he remembered that he needed to pack his bag with everything he or Neteyam might need throughout the day.

After finishing packing he got out of his family pod and started heading towars the sully’s pod excited thinking about how he was going to spend the day with his little Neteyam.

Neteyam’s pov

8:35am

He took a bath, brushed his teeth, and was now having breakfast with his younger siblings . Lo'ak was talking about how he was going to visit Payakan, Kiri was talking about spending the day with Tsireya, but to be honest, he wasn't paying much attention, thinking about how Aonung was supposed to pick him today, and that made his stomach turn,not because he didn't wanna see Aonung, he just felt under the weather and didn't want to disappoint Aonung with his attitude.

he quickly snapped out of his thoughts when Lo'ak pinched his side “Bro are you even listening?”

“Yeah,sorry Lo” he answered

Suddenly he heared footsteps behind him turning around seeing Aonung standing there with his usual confident,cocky smirk “Hey Teyam, you ready to go?” He questioned

No specific pov

Neteyam quickly nodded and excused from the table, not before saying goodbye to his parents. The walk to the beach was awfully quiet. Neteyam looked at the horizon and then quickly at his feet, kicking the sand a little. Aonung stared at him and grabbed his hand. "What's wrong, Neteyam is something's going on in that little brain of yours, huh?" Neteyam glanced quickly at Aonung, a slight blush creeping up onto his face. He shook his head and mumbled, "nuthings wrong." Aonung quickly recognized that the boy was probably regressing and decided not to push it any further. He simply placed a hand on Neteyam's lower back, guiding them both towards their secret spot.

“Here we are, just give me a few minutes to get everything ready, you can go to the shore, but remember only getting your feet wet and not go any further, okay?” He said as he placed the bag on the sand and took out the towels. Neteyam nodded and went to the shore, kneeling down to drag his fingers through the water, wriggling his feet until they were buried under the wet sand.

Aonung quickly set everything up and, before heading towards Neteyam, he grabbed the sunscreen. He walked towards Neteyam, appreciating how focused the boy looked as he played with the water. He knelt behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "Hey bud, I know you're having fun, but we need to put on sunscreen," he said as he squeezed the tube and scooped the product onto his fingers.

Neteyam simply turned to face him and closed his eyes to let Aonung apply the sunscreen properly. After finishing, Aonung simply tossed the tube toward their things not bothering to walk over again and turned back to Neteyam, still seeing him looking a little unmotivated. An idea popped into his head"Teyam, baby, look at me, do you want to go swimming?" Aonung questioned, rubbing Neteyam's cheek with his thumb.

Neteyam's ears perked up at this, and he looked at Aonung, nodding, "Okay, baby, come here." Aonung offered Neteyam a hand, which ne gladly accepted, letting himself to be guided deeper into the sea.

When they reached a certain point, Aonung suddenly stopped and Neteyam looked at him confused, but Aonung seemed to be fine so he wasn't worried.

“Come here” Aonung lifted Neteyam under the water and placed one hand on his chest and the other on his lower stomach so that he would be in a swimming position.

Aonung began moving Neteyam in the water, pretending he was swimming. Neteyam just giggled as he gently kicked his feet to "swim" faster, and Aonung simple obliged moving faster faster.

Aonung loved the little moments like this were Neteyams giggles filled the air looking so happy and carefree he wished his little boy didnt have it so hard and the he could just keep him happy at all times but for now he could only focus on the present and make his little “swimmer” enjoy the day

“Look at my little fish traveling through the dangerous ocean” he said as he kissed the top of Neteyams head

They kept this up for a while Aonung holding Neteyam pretending he was the best swimmer of the whole reef making the little boy erupt in laughter

It was getting late now the colors in the sky shifting to warmer/darker tones and as Aonung was humming a song still holding Neteyam he noticed how the boy yawned and how his eyes started to drop so finally shifted his position to one where he was sort of cradling him under the water “did you have fun my little fish?” He said as he moved a few strands of wet hair out of the boys forehead Neteyam didnt answer he just curled further into the metkatina boy seeking for warmth

Aonung decided to get out of the water still holding him and took Neteyam to their towels that were laid in the sand

He laid Neteyam in one of the towels the omatikaya boy quickly whining but Aonung was quick to react and gave him his pacifier also taking out the boys favorite blanket and covering him

Aonung’s pov

I started looking throughout the bag i grabbed my hair clip and quickly put my hair into a bun then i looked for Neteyams sippy quickly finding and making a bottle for my sweet boy he looked so peaceful laying there nearly asleep but he hadnt had anything since our quick sandwich lunch so he needed to take this bottle

I put my hands under his armpits and lift him up so that he’s cradled against my chest he protests a bit but calms down when I start humming a tune to him

I take the pacifier and quickly replace it with the nip of the bottle quickly adjusting my posture so that were both comfortable he finally latches onto it and closes his eyes.

“I love you Neteyam” Aonung says before drifting off himself.

Sorry if theres spelling mistakes towards the end its just that i got lazy and stopped cheking with the translator but it was pretty fun writing this and thanks to @sullybrained for the idea

Love yall and thanks for the support

Please keep the requests coming i promise to get to each one when i can also remember they have to stay sfw but you can make a request for headcanons,fics and others!!

Im starting school soon so if i dissapear dont worry

[skydensen]

Okay, okay, but fic idea; Regressed Ennis helping Jack out with the sheep. Maybe feeding em and giving them water while Jack does all the hard labor LOL

Agere!Ennis del mar Cg!jack twist fic

Word count: 2427

Note: hey!! This is a very cute request!! I loved the idea but I gotta say I’m sorry cause It’s only a part of the story near the end, I got a little invested so it’s just a little long I hope you enjoy it thought anon!

Cw: queer guilt mentioned (very little, only really referenced) / eating avoidance

The sky was beginning to slowly light up as the freezing cold air that was natural from the mornings in Brokeback began to sway away, the signs from the day starting were approaching surely, and Ennis could sense it immediately as he was the one who always woke up first between him and Jack.

He let out a quiet hum as he woke up, intending to stay quiet enough to not wake up the man beside him.

“Better to not be a bother” he thought as he rubbed his eyes with his hands, still pretty tired after all the work he had to do yesterday, he wished he could have just one day away from all of this, with Jack of course, but the money was a good enough reason to not complain to anyone about it.

He felt as if something was a little off this morning, he couldn’t quite put his finger on it yet but it definitely felt familiar to him, maybe his lack of sleep was finally getting to him, or maybe he was just tired from all the work he had to yesterday, one thing he knew: he didn’t like it, and he wished this sensation could stop, and he also wished Jack was awake, so he didn’t have to do with the guilt alone.

Anxiety was running through the cowboy’s veins, an usual occurrence for Ennis as most of the time he got too deep into his thoughts and they ate his mind away, still, he preferred to stay quiet about the problems in his head and not having to share much details about his life to anyone, only thing is that he wasn’t with anyone right now, quite the contrary; he was with the only person who he actually managed to share his thoughts with, the man who he trusted the most Jack Twist

He thought about the night prior and how he hugged Jack in his sleep, he never said anything about it because of how embarrassed he was to even realize the action, but he couldn’t help himself around Jack, he loved him, and oh god how much he wished he was awake right now..

He kept looking at Jack’s face, not thinking much now, the anxiety was still there, but it was starting to become replaced by something else, some strange fuzziness affecting his brain and making him want to do one thing and one thing only: wake up Jack, and cling onto him just as he dreamt to do every night they slept in different tents.

Ennis wasn’t thinking straight anymore, or he wasn’t thinking at all, he could barely get himself to question what he was doing as he put one of his right hand on Jack’s shoulder, shaking him ever so slightly.

he put his left thumb on his mouth as he started to chew on the skin next to his nail, he was nervous, anxious, but most importantly: very needy, he wanted Jack right now, and that was the only thing his mind could focus on, even if he was scared of making him angry…

angry

As Ennis kept shaking Jack’s shoulder slowly he began opening his eyelids and he changed his position while still mostly unconscious, he looked to his side and noticed Ennis before doing a big yawn and then he began staring at the cowboy, intrigued by the reason he had woken him up.

Ennis was shaking, his little mind was in fear as he remembered almost vividly how his father yelled at him whenever he woke him up for whatever reason it was, what if Jack was gonna react the same way? What if he was mad at him? What if he yelled?

“Mornin’” said Jack with a slightly more deep voice than usual, product of the fact he had just woken up.

“We.. gotta go to the sheep yet? Or why’d you wake me up?” He asked while looking at Ennis with a tired and confused look, he was starting to notice the strange behavior in the man, but he didn’t wanna brought it up just yet.

“N-no..” Ennis managed to mumble, Jack didn’t seem mad, but he couldn’t just trust blindly in anyone, and he was still involuntary shaking along with his voice.

“Ennis, you’re shaking.. catch a cold or somethin’?” Jack asked with concern, which made Ennis quickly shook his head at Jack’s question, he wasn’t sick, he just.. needed him.

Jack stared at Ennis for a few seconds, he knew what it was, or at least he was pretty sure he knew, he just needed confirmation in his theory, so he moved himself closer to Ennis as they both laid together on the tent.

“Not feelin’ too big, are we little lamb?” He asked with a little smirk in his face, he liked comforting Ennis of course, but a little tease here and there was never wrong in the eyes of the playful cowboy.

Ennis’s cheeks quickly turned a light red color as he started looking at the ground, starting to chew on his thumb again, he was so embarrassed anytime Jack teased him, and he knew it well.

Jack took the finger out of Ennis’s mouth out of instinct and he chuckled quietly as he shook his head in disapproval.

“C’mon now.. you can hurt yourself like this little lamb; dada doesn’t wanna see you hurt”

Ennis grumbled a little to himself, but at this point he couldn’t hide his tiredness anymore, and his regression wasn’t helping at all as he got closer to Jack and put his head on his shoulder. He felt so exhausted, he just wanted to be held by Jack for a moment, maybe even forever~

“My poor boy… you woke up dada ‘cause you wanted to cling to him, hmm” he muttered as he put his arms around Ennis.

Ennis only made quiet and small noises as he kept his head on Jack’s shoulder; he didn’t say more than two words whenever he felt like this, whenever he felt this little.

It felt so cozy whenever he slipped and Jack was around him to take care of him; he loved it, and he loved his papa.

After a few minutes in the same position, Jack slowly unwrapped his arms, taking them away from Ennis’s body, which earned him a pitiful whine from the regressed cowboy.

Jack chuckled at the small whine before speaking.

“C’mon little lamb… I still got work to do… How about you help me out looking over the sheep and makin’ sure they are well fed while I herd them with the puppies, hm?”

Ennis huffed quietly, he really didn’t wanna let go of the position he was in right now.. but he also wanted to make his papa happy and be good for him so he resigned himself to give a slow nod as he slowly got his head out of his dada’s shoulder.

Jack slowly stood up, his body was still tired from all the work he had to do yesterday.

“Come now, we’ll ride on my horse, little lamb” Jack smiled as he looked down at Ennis before ruffling his already messy hair

Ennis looked at Jack sheepishly, and Jack knew well what that look meant: fear, after seeing Ennis like this a few times already it was obvious that Ennis tended to fear animals at first, but Jack was gonna make sure he felt comfortable with all the animals they were gonna see today

“Would be cute if I saw him feed some sheep” Jack thought as he looked at the now even more shy Ennis waiting for Jack’s next move.

“C’mon.. horse won’t do nothin’ to ya, he a real good boy, you’ll see” he said with a smile, and he grabbed Ennis’s hand and helped him get up.

Ennis held onto Jack’s hand tightly, not wanting to ever let go as Jack guided then over next to the horse, but before they could Jack looked at Ennis with a worried look

“Did you eat something before I woke up, little lamb?” Jack asked with genuine concern, he knew about Ennis’s bad habits and how they tended to get worse when he regressed

Ennis stood quiet for as long as he could, his eyes darting at the floor because he didn’t want to have a look at Jack’s face, he was too embarrassed to admit anything

“I’ll take that as a no…” Jack sighed, he wasn’t upset or mad, but he was definitely worried about Ennis

“C’mon, dada can do something for you really quick-“

“N-no” Ennis managed tu mumbled, leaving Jack surprised, getting the blonde cowboy to talk while regressing was almost impossible, but he also rarely got to see Ennis not listening to him when he was.. misbehaving even

“My sweet lamb, you know dada only wants you to eat because he wants you to grow big and healthy just like him.. now c’mon..”

“No” Ennis muttered again, he had a slightly defiant look in his face, but it was still a embarrassed one after all.

Jack sighed, even thought Ennis had always behaved perfectly when he was like this it was no surprise that toddlers and babies had their bad days, where they misbehave or throw tantrums, he wanted to keep insisting with Ennis until he gave up, but he knew it was getting late and he knew the sheep were unsupervised right now.

“When we come back I’m makin’ you eat somethin’ little lamb” Jack said softly, but his voice carried a more strong demeanor to it this time, Jack worried a lot about Ennis’s wellbeing, and he was gonna make sure he didn’t get sick or worse by avoiding his needs so much.

Ennis just stood there quietly while Jack checked on the horses in detail, he was a little scared of making his dada mad, he couldn’t lie about it.. but in his mind and in his stomach eating beans sounded worse than anything on the world right now, and the sole thought of having to actually eat them was getting him genuinely upset.

“I’ll help ya up the ho’sie sweetheart” Jack said as he looked over at Ennis’s worried expression

“He doesn’t bite my boy.. I promise, he is a good boy, just like you are” Jack smiled and gently patted the horse’s head

“See? Nothing to fear here, little lamb”

Ennis seemed reluctant, he didn’t trust the horse completely, but someone he did trust was Jack so he eventually nodded while he closed his eyes, letting Jack do what he had to.

He got a hold of Ennis’s waist carefully and he used his strength to help him on the back of the horse, smiling as he saw that Ennis was now secured in the back, before getting in the front himself.

“Grab a hold of me boy, put your arms around dada’s body and we will go over to see the cute sheep” he stated

Ennis listened carefully, and got a tight grip on Jack’s body as he started to ride his horse, leading them both over to the place where the sheep were.

Jack smiled all the way there, happy that Ennis was slowly getting more comfortable sharing the little side of him, he was still embarrassed, but he managed to not blush all the time because of it, and that was progress.

As they rode together Jack smirked

“You see the sheep, kiddo?” He asked

Ennis nodded enthusiastically

dogs, horses, cows, (…) they were all animals that scared him a little while he was regressed, and he always kept an eye on them to make sure they wouldn’t “try to eat him” but with sheep Ennis was different, he found himself at peace with them and loved petting their fluffy hair, this was something Jack was certainly aware of, so he hoped that Ennis would enjoy doing this activity again while he actually managed to herd them.

“Well, we’re here lambie” Jack announced, getting himself down and then helping Ennis to do this as well.

The sheep were seconds away from Ennis now, and he couldn’t hide his excitement at all, his eyes were shining bright and he had a small smile in his face.

“Someone is excited to see the sheep, isn’t he?” He teased, enjoying seeing Ennis like this, a smile on his face was a rare sight for sure.

Ennis blushed but only for a moment before getting his eyes back on the sheep, he couldn’t wait to play with them, that if his dada allowed it of course.

The blonde cowboy pulled on Jack’s coat, letting him know that he wanted his attention right now.

“Yes, little lamb?” He asked softly

“..mmh..” he pointed to the sheep and mumbled

“You wanna go play with ‘em don’t ya” Jack chuckled

“S-sheep” Ennis mumbled with a little effort, he really really liked them

Jack eyes widened in surprise as he heard the word come out of Ennis’s mouth, it was a challenge to even hear him say yes or no, and he was saying the name of an animal now, Jack felt like a proud father now

“That’s right! The sheep.. you said it so well little lamb, of course you can go play with them!” He smiled as he patted Ennis’s head

Ennis smiled at Jack and slowly walked over to the sheep with a smile on his face, a little shy at first of course, he said hi to them with a small wave from his right hand and he went on to pet as many sheep as he could, giggling and muttering as he kept going, it was truly a sight to behold, and the one who was enjoying it the most was Jack.

Ennis came back a few seconds later, looking at Jack and then pointing to the river that was nearby and then the sheep, his way of saying “they’re thirsty”

Jack nodded, understanding what Ennis wanted to do perfectly as he got the dogs to guide the sheep to the water nearby, Ennis smiled at the sight, glad that their little companions were getting what they needed.

Seeing his little boy calm like this brought a sense of relief to him, and he couldn’t help but get infected by Ennis’s smile

Jack sighed one last time before getting back into his horse as he started to herd the sheep again with the help of the dogs, and of course, the help of the best little helper in Brokeback mountain: Ennis Del Mar