#agere jojo

[oberthinkin]

hai!!! Would you he willing to write something with Jonathan taking care of a regressed Dio? Jojo being a good big brother to Dio makes me very happy.. They're the brothers ever... anything you want as the prompt :3

Jonathan takes Dio shopping when he's not feeling quite big or small. Sometimes they don't buy anything, and just look at toys or sweets. Dio likes sweet the most, and usually gets as much as his brother will let him! But today, he had a different "spearmint" in mind:

Marbles. A scoop of glass slag swirls, in white and mint green (since clay was so boring). A solid colour of a grey-green or a dull red can't compare to having white and green spearmint twists, or reflecting orange and yellow cat-eye waves in the dirt circle when rolling.

Not that Jonathan ever bought the clay marbles in Dio's room. They're hand-me-downs from his big brother, as a gift for the little. Jojo won almost all of them when he still played in school.

Which is why Dio loved knocking them out of the ring with his new glass marbles-- the fanciest the toy store had. He didn't feel like he was winning using Jojo's old toys.

And Dio always wins! He has to, since he's so good at everything, just like he says.

Jonathan is just happy to see his brother get excited while playing together. Dio is getting rather good at marbles! Maybe they'll have to start playing for keeps. Though he doubts the little one would like to share his new toys. Suppose it's not too bad to bet sweets instead- As long as it keeps him out of trouble.

[oberthinkin]

would you perhaps be able to write something with regressed/little Dio and vanilla ice taking care of him?

Dio has a hard time with Vanilla not understanding what he wants. Tsk tsk!

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Dio told Vanilla in no uncertain terms that whatever orders he gives while a grownup are more important than whatever he demands while regressed. And if the vampire gets cranky while small, he needs to be put in a supervised timeout. Any form of discipline will only make him behave worse, and Dio doesn't wish to hurt him while throwing a tantrum...

But while small, Dio was enraged at the prospect of not getting what he wanted. Specifically, to go outside in the hot cario sun and get himself some sweets before bed. What could go wrong?!

Well, something stupid. Because stupid grown-up Dio told stupid grown-up Vanilla Ice to not let regressed Dio outside during the daytime!

How dare Vanilla?! And how dare The World not freeze time so he could run out of time-out without being guided right back to the corner! Doesn't his own stand listen to him?! There's a baby with a more obedient stand! It's not fair!

He huffs as hard as he can, throwing a glare over his shoulder at Vanilla Ice. He hopes the servant can hear how upset he, Dio, is with him!

"Dio, do you know why you can't go outside during daytime?" the caregiver calmly asks.

Dio turns around on his heel, staring him down. Notably, Vanilla Ice was already holding a Peter Rabbit book. He's getting ready for bedtime, even though Dio said he wasn't going to bed! Rude! Rude rude rude!

"You're a foozler, ratbag, church bell, and I hate you."

"... I think I understood two of those insults, little prince."

"I don't want to go to bed! It's not fair! I want to stay up! I want to go outside and go back to the markets for sweets!"

"It's already midday, my lord. You can't go outside until it's dark out, or you'll be hurt. And the day doesn't have to be so long if you just come here and rest. I'll read you some fairytales; you like Peter Rabbit, don't you?"

"I don't care! I want to go now! It's not fair!"

The caregiver closes his eyes to think for a moment before he turns to Dio again. "Would you like some of the diabetics? I could have someone fetch them for you."

Dio stomped, sighing as he looked up at the ceiling exasperated: "I don't want to drink blood, I want sweets!"

Vanilla dimmed the lights of the room as he asked: "What type of sweets, little prince? Ice Creams? Cakes?"

Dio sunk to the floor, head in his palms as he mumbled. "Sweets sort of sweets... Obviously... Peppermint humbugs. Lemon drops... Rhubarb custards."

"You want candy?"

"Yes!" Dio sighs, rolling over on the carpet and tossing his hands up! "I've been saying that for hours... I won't sleep unless I get some sweets."

"Fine, little prince. I can get some candies for you from the market-- I won't be more than three minutes. You can only have a few before bed though, and we'll save the rest for when you wake up." Vanilla steps outside the room for a moment, sprinting down the hallway, before exiting the house.

Dio clambers into bed, happy to finally get his way! He's going to get his sweets, his caregiver wasn't mad at him for the misunderstanding, and he's going to get his way! As he always should, after all. The only hitch in the plan was not being able to get those sweets himself-- what a silly rule his grownup mind put into place! And what a silly rule for his caregiver to follow. But no matter: Dio gets everything he wants in the end!

Now, if only Vanilla would hurry up home so he could eat his sweets in bed while his caregiver reads Peter Rabbit!

[oberthinkin]

Holly kujo with baby regressor reader

Done!

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Soft fur tickles your neck and cheeks, making you squeal in delight as the stuffed bunny peppers more tickly kisses all over your face, coaxing more giggles out of you! And as you kick and laugh, your mama laughs with you, making fake kissy noises and chanting "tickle tickle tickle!" as she plays with you! It's so soft and fun! But you grab the fox plushie next to your head, surprising your mama by having the fox shoved in her face, and kissing her face too! She doesn't giggle as hard as you did, maybe because the fox doesn't have fur, but a knit texture. But she does smile sweetly at you, cooing: "Is that your fox? You wanna show mama your fox? That's a very cute fox!"

You babble back at her, and she just nods, giving a little "Oh I see!" as you babble more, making the fox kiss her more! You drop the fox, about to fret, before Holly crosses your arms over where the fox fell on your chest.

"It's okay love, you don't have to cry, your toy is still here," she smiles, reminding you of the toy's presence. You sniffle back the sob you were going to let out, happy you didn't lose the toy.

A timer goes off, and Holly gently lifts you up off your back, so you're laying over her lap as she takes your bottle of milk out of the automatic bottle warmer. Testing it on her wrist, she lets you grab for it, holding the bottle while your hands wrap around hers, drinking eagerly.

"There we go, love," Holly whispers, cooing as you drink up. As soon as you're done, she holds you upright and helps you get out any air you gulped down with your milk, before laying you back down on the mat, slipping a pillow under your head.

"Now, where were we? Oh! It's your little rabbit!" Mama cheers, before the soft fur tickles your neck and face, and you erupt into laughter again!

[oberthinkin]

Hi hi I apologize if I sent this already, I don't have a very good memory ☹ but if your requests are open could i request something with regressed DIO and vanilla ice taking care of him? Maybe being called down from a tantrum or something? Thank you if you do :3

Ah I did get it! Sorry, I get distracted easy when small.

This one is a negative regression fic so be careful in case it's sensitive for you

I think Dio neg regresses, and sometimes gets scared after a tantrum from bad memories. He does get comforted though.

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Vanilla hates to see Dio crying. Dio had been put in timeout twenty minutes ago, and it seems that he's already regretting his actions. The little one had been crying and shaking when guided gently to the stool in the corner; No doubt fearing a Victorian-era beating common for misbehaving kids. One that was never going to come from his caregiver.

Cleaning up the shattered vase took Vanilla no time at all, with the help of Cream, but he still had work to do before he could call Dio out of the corner. He had to fetch a warm blanket from the drier, make sure Dio wasn't hiding a knife in his pockets (again), offer a plate of sweets for their eventual talk about what set off the regressor, and something to drink.

But a mumble catches his attention before he leaves to get any of those.

He didn't want to ask the young lord to repeat himself, especially since it could trigger Dio to act out again. But he couldn't just leave the little one, sad and alone when he needed a father to comfort him.

Dio's quiet sobs start again as he waits impatiently, stomping a foot at the perceived slight! How dare father not come when he's clearly needed!

Quickly Dio is wrapped in a warm hug, a large blanket keeping him wrapped up like a nippy cat. The vampire's hissing and fussing stops as he feels Vanilla carry him to the bed, holding him close and rubbing the whole time. "You are... Forgiven..." The vampire mumbles, nuzzling as best he can into his father's shoulder. A gentle jostle from the caregiver keeps him from sleeping, clearly expecting a bit more from Dio. The little one rolls his eyes before pouting, a sleepy mumble: "And I'm sorry, father..."

"Thank you, little prince. It can be hard to feel so strongly. But I won't ever hurt you for acting like a child. And you don't have to act out in fear of being hurt. I'll never let anyone hurt you."

"... Promise?"

"I promise. I will always keep you safe, my prince. My job is to keep my child safe. To make my little prince know how much I care about him, and that I am always on your side."

Dio feels a kiss pressed to his forehead, and something soft wedged into his arms to snuggle for a light nap. Must be a stuffed animal... Something to snuggle other than his father. How silly, to think he, Dio, won't cling to him as he naps!

[oberthinkin]

Cg Jotaro comforting you after something very scary happened? Like an enemy stand attack? Always love you’re writing friend

I did a stand attack scenario :3

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Getting caught in a really bad fight while regressed, or worse: getting your ass kicked so bad you regressed from stress and fear, is far from ideal. For obvious reasons. Thankfully, you managed to win that fight, right as Jotaro burst onto the scene to help send the guy packing.

And now that the danger is over, it's time to regress and freak out! And Jotaro's gotta take care of you... Good grief.

He gets that for a kid, a stand attack is scary. There are even times Polnareff damn near crapped himself, and he's a grown-up. So Jotaros gonna haul you somewhere safe, so he can give you a once over after the fight, making sure you don't have any cuts or scrapes that need more than a bandaid.

Jotaro can't stand loud crying... But Jotaro isn't heartless; he's going to comfort you of course. That just means Jotaro's biggest priority is getting you quiet. Jotaro will hand you some stim toys, a pacifier, and if you're comfortable being held, clutching you to his chest and holding you so you're crying into his shoulder, using his jacket to muffle any noises.

Do you wanna see what's on tv? There are probably some documentaries you might like. Or some cartoons. Playing with a koosh ball and toys from Mcdonald's happy meals you've eaten during your journey.

[oberthinkin]

Uh maybe write dio an a regressor whos depressed and lonley :< pwease? I am having rough nigh and need some comfort

(Thankful)

Here's some fluff and comfort, thankful. I hope it helps

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"You haven't moved from the spot I left you in. Normally by now, you would have eaten the snack I made you." Dio taps his nails on the silver dome on the cart brought in several hours ago.

"You didn't make that. Vanilla Ice made that."

"... I made him make it. Not being hungry is one thing, but your toys are still neat and tidy like the maids left them last night. You didn't want to play with them either?"

"I did wanna... But it's not the same. I'm always playing by myself-- no one is ever small with me, and the only one who plays with me is you, and you sleeps all the day! And then I have to sleeps at night! I barely see you at all!"

Dio looks taken aback, before rushing over to your side so fast you didn't see him move, lifting you up and slightly over his shoulder so he can rub your back, propping himself up against the headboard as he hugs you.

"Don't cry so much, this is so easy to fix. I'll rise a bit earlier and stay awake a little longer to play with you, and I'll set my servants on finding some friends for you to talk to... Hush, little one, it's alright..." Dio rubs your back as you sniffle and break down, crying in his hold. Every time you run out of breath for a whine you take a yucky, snot-filled sniff and gasp, before whining again, squeezing your arms tight around the vampire. And despite how cold his skin is, the firm hold and gentle rubs do remind you that you at least have someone watching over you-- and the snapping of Dio's fingers, and the sound of Vanilla arriving with ice cream and announcing the toppings and flavours he's included, as well as a fresh drink for Dio, reminds you that Vanilla kinda is a caregiver for you too... A tearful peak at him results in the servant giving you a concerned glance, bowing again, and looking as pained as you the longer you make eye-contact.

Dio gently prys you off him, though he still holds you secure as he shifts you to look at the large platter of multiple small ice cream bowls, and little cups of sprinkles, gummies, crushed cookies, and syrups. He lilts as he drags the cart of treats closer: "Look little prince, Vanilla Ice brought you a treat. Afterwards, we can play. And Vanilla will look for some playmates for you. What do we say?"

"T'ank you" you sniffle, trying to wipe your nose on your sleeve. Dio stops you just in time, ushering a tissue instead of your nice clothes.

"There we go... It's alright little prince. We're going to make it all better, okay? For now, just enjoy the sweet treat."

[oberthinkin]

can u do cg risotto if thats ok ^^

Risotto has the baby-bat aesthetic down pat. You've got bat stuffies, zombie stuffies, a Treasure X toy, and he's downloaded Martin Mystery, Ruby Gloom, and Nightmare Before Christmas burned onto a pack of CD's he keeps in your littlespace bag.

He occasionally steals new stuffies for you, but its not a big habit-- plus, they've got to all fit in the backpack incase you two need to move bases quickly.

Risotto doesn't have many conventional rules; if you want you could swear, drink as much coffee as you want, or watch horror movies/adult dramas. But you've got to brush your teeth, and you need to shower daily. He can help if you're too small, or otherwise have trouble.

Risotto excels in playing pretend-- thanks to his stand's ability to turn invisible, it makes games with magic more fun! It's like you really CAN make things levitate! Or make yourself levitate! Or when Risotto hides a ping pong ball in his cupped hands while cloaked, and you've made it disappear!

He's also got a couple video games for you downloaded on CD. Some of them are learning games for preschoolers, that you can play on his laptop.

Some of them are DS games, like Cooking Mama, Animal Crossing, Nintendogs, ect.

If you like making crafts, Risotto sits down at the table while doing his own "crafts" (he says he's drawing, as he's doodling flowers and wolves on some papers with numbers and his squads names-- probably crunching numbers). He also uses metalica to cut up any paper or carboard you need a certain shape.

Risotto has a small routine for bedtimes. Brush your teeth, get into bed, and you can pick between a bedtime story, or two. Stuffies are all crowded around you, and he tucks you in.

Risotto is very sweet, giving you a quick cuddle and your cheeks a pinch before he bids you goodnight.

[oberthinkin]

Mmmm Cg erina and Jonathan w Uncle Dio babysitting a newborn regressor

It's a watch party! Jonathan and Erina have to keep an eye on you of course, but also keep an eye on Dio! Just in case he does something he really shouldn't because it's "funny". Like letting you drink sweetened milk and eat your snacks in bed. Jonathan's bed, specifically.

What can he say, you wanted treats, and Dio is just a helpless sap, a poor bleeding heart when it comes to the whims of a little waif. He's supposed to tell you "No, you can't have whatever you want whenever you want it because your caregivers are cruel and selfish"? Outrageous.

Erina sets him straight. It's not so funny to let you do whatever you want when you're chewing his pillows, is it?

Between the bickering of all the caregivers in the house, you are certainly spoiled: you're always perched on someone's lap, or within reach at least as they let you play with your toys on the carpet, or clean sheets. You have a few stuffed animals, and dried flower garlands from when Erina and Dio take you out to the garden to look at the flowers and get fresh air. Jonathan has a children's book of short stories meant for little kids, and while he knows it's a bit hard for you to understand what he's saying, he tries his best to just be a soothing presence in your room as you drift in and out of naps.