#little jay

[anonymousfog101]

#2: Camera

[lilywily143]

Ok It's finally calm here lmao

*So basically what i have so far;

*Jay is a kid regressor and tends to regress to around 6-8

*He's always regressed and his parents were his cg's until he moved into the monestary.

*He kept his regression to himself cuz he's kind of embarrassed about it.

*Around pilots-s1 Cole finds out and becomes a babysitter/sibling of sorts

*Some time after s4 kai starts involuntarily regressing without really realizing.

*Then eventually Kai loses something while regressed and starts crying, Jay comes in and after a minute realizes what's going on and gets Cole.

*So after that the whole family ends up being told about both Kai and Jay's regression and then somewhere along the line Lloyd also becomes a regressor.

And Zane and Cole become cg's and older siblings

That all I solidly have plot wise so far, not really sure what I wanna do with everyone else yet.

some other things:

Kai regresses a bit younger then Jay usually to around 5-6 and then Lloyd tends to be anywhere from 3-7

Jay is a train kid… and a space kid and a truck kid and basically anything loves anything that has to do with machines

Kai is the type of kid that likes playing knights and princesses

And Lloyd will play and go along with anything but if they're outside and your not watching him, he will fill his pockets with bugs and other small animals or set up a prank if hes on the older side. (Also Rip anyone doing the laundry if no one searced his pockets)

hhhhh these are all so adorable I love your agere au

quite different to mine, which is cool ^-^

[thatseventiesbitch]

Do you do little Jay drabbles? Because I’m in the mood seeing how Jackie treats little Jay, for example doing pranks.

Thanks for the ask! Happy to give Mama Jackie and Baby Jay a try. Hope you like it. Prompt Ask Game

Jackie had personally made not one, but two batches of frosted Christmas cut-out cookies for her family this year.

Although the first sheet came out a little burnt while she figured out the oven settings, and some of the bells, angels, and Christmas trees were a little misshapen, it would be a much better holiday memory for her kids than what she'd gotten. Which was hard, days-old, store bought cookies - her mother's favorite, of course. They were always some cinnamon-flavor that Jackie couldn't stand.

She wasn't quite up to Kitty Forman-caliber yet, she thought to herself as she puttered through the kitchen in her bathrobe. But she was a much better mom than hers ever was, and that was what mattered to her. It was Christmas Eve, late, and she was getting everything ready underneath the tree before the early morning wake-up they were sure to expect from the kids tomorrow morning.

The last step was leaving out some milk and cookies for 'Santa' - wink, wink. The kids would wake in the morning and see that he'd read their note, and taken a few bites.

But as she went to lift the cookie box, it felt suspiciously light. Jackie frowned, and removed the lid. She gasped. It was empty! Only a few crumbles rolled around the bottom, uselessly.

She jammed the lid back on and crossed her arms as she stalked back across the kitchen, furious. Her family had eaten through two entire batches of cookies in just under three days? How many of those cookies had she eaten? Maybe two. And now there were none left, on Christmas Eve, for this magical freakin' memory.

Suddenly, there was a noise. The sound of small, shuffling feet on the hardwood floor. Jackie ducked behind the kitchen cabinets - and then covered her mouth to stifle her giggle. Here was the cookie-thief, now.

6-year-old Jay padded into the kitchen. He was wearing his footie pajamas and dragging his one-eyed stuffed pig in his hands.

Jackie watched as he carefully pushed one of the kitchen chairs up to the ledge of the counter and climbed up - casually, like he'd done this every night. He lifted off the lid to the cookie jar, and was similarly disappointed. That's when Jackie decided to make her presence known.

"Jayson David Kelso," she lifted her voice, making it ring across the kitchen. She was trying to sound authoritative, but was still trying not to giggle at the same time.

Jay whirled around, stunned he was caught. When he saw his mother, he quickly grinned and turned on his charm. They both knew it was her achilles heel.

"Daddy ate all the cookies," he'd mustered up his most angelic expression, and batted his eyes at her (the way she'd taught him).

"It was Daddy, huh?"

Jay nodded innocently.

"Well, now we don't have any cookies to leave for Santa." Jackie crossed the room towards her son again. She lifted her eyebrow at him, hoping to make him feel guilty. "What if he skips our house?"

"My super soaker 3800!" Jay groaned immediately. "No!"

Jackie nodded smugly. Jay thought for a moment, and then cocked his head to the side.

"Can't we leave him something else?"

"Like what?"

He shrugged. "A slice of the meatloaf from last night?"

Jackie stared at him, unblinking. "A Christmas meatloaf?" She finally devolved into giggles at the earnest look on her son's face. "Okay honey," she shrugged. "Go put the meatloaf under the tree."

[dogguila]

I try to found a style to draw human. So here a little Jay

[rickmeister]

The Twitter Banner image I made for Jeremy over on Twitter

[giantcookiee]

Because i couldn't get the idea of Father's Day 2 outta my head here is a the movie poster for it. And yes i made Jeremy the chick because of reasons, also the bear needed some more screen time so now with more bears!

[thatseventiesbitch]

Can you do “I had a nightmare” with little Jay and Kelso?

Thanks for the ask! Prompt Ask Game

6yo Jay was passed out on the sofa.

He'd dragged his pillows and all of his bedding out to the living room for the special occasion - the Brewers had a shut-out going into the 9th inning, and the 0-0 tied score meant they'd play extra innings. It was almost 11 o'clock, but Dad was gonna let him stay up to watch the end of the game.

Jay was lucky he was staying with his dad tonight. His mom never got what the big deal was about baseball. She'd say "It's a school night, Jay," and give him that look.

But not Dad. Dad was right next to him on the couch. They ate chips and both sipped root beer. Mom wouldn't have liked that either.

Unfortunately, Jay only made it a few moments into the 10th inning before his eyes drooped shut. He didn't even realize he'd fallen asleep, but he woke himself up with a startled cry fifteen minutes later.

"Ahhh!" Jay screamed, his eyes flying open in alarm. His dad was still next to him on the couch, and he screamed even louder than Jay did.

"AHHH!" The elder Kelso jumped from the couch and spun around, surveying the room cautiously. "Wh-what is it, son?" He clutched his chest in shock.

"I-I had a nightmare," Jay explained, still recovering his breath. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Was it the Fatso Burger clown again?" Kelso asked sympathetically as he sat back down.

Jay nodded. He scrunched up his nose, confused. "He was - he was playing first base."

Kelso looked contemplative. "Was he any good?"

Jay shrugged.

[thatseventiesbitch]

After reading your Mum Jackie and Little Jay drabble I was delighted with that idea, it's very cute!!

If it's not too much trouble, could you do another drabble of them with the prompt “Kiss me please!” ? 🥰

Thanks for the ask! Sorry about the delay. Prompt Ask Game

Jay climbed out of his mom's car in the school drop-off lane, his backpack swinging wildly off his shoulder as he swung the mini-van door shut.

"Bye mom," he waved to Jackie in the driver's seat. She made a gesture to him, like she wanted him to open the car door again. He did.

"C'mere." She tapped her cheek expectantly. "Kiss me please."

Jay leaned across the seat and kissed his mom's cheek.

"I love you baby. Have a good day at school, okay?"

"Love you mom," Jay mumbled, pulling away. A few of his friends had gathered on the sidewalk behind him, and he could hear them starting to chuckle and make comments.

When he shut the door again and gave one last wave, his mom finally drove away.

"Ooooh," one of his buddies pitched his voice. "Is that your Mommy, Jay?"

"Shut up." Jay shoved past him and headed for the school door.

"Mommy thinks he's a super good boy," another one of them started in. Jay could hear them, trailing just a few feet behind him. He balled his hands into fists, but didn't say anything.

"Dude, have you seen his Mommy?" the last one said, lower than the rest. "I'd kiss her - "

"Alright," Jay whipped around and pounded Sam's shoulder with his fist. A warning. "Everyone shut up about my mom."