i’m atsushi, sushi, or tiger. i use he/grr/cat pronouns, and i’m a fictive in a plural system!
we are bodily 16, and have audhd, depression, and anxiety.
i’m currently one of our most frequent fronters. i am heavily source-attached and i will interact with sourcemates with that in mind.
i interact from @wouldwulfie !!
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i am 16. i have a few distinct memories that aren’t canon, but most of my life from what i remember was very canon-compliant. we've watched the entire anime, but we haven't touched the manga yet!
i don't remember dating anyone. however, i was incredibly close with dazai! he was an older brother figure to me. i thought similarly towards kunikida, however i was much more intimidated by him.
the entire armed detective agency was basically the family i'd never had. i cherish all of them, and i welcome all interaction from them! most of my memories are with dazai, but i'm still more than happy to talk to anyone!
i am an age regressor and i was in source, too. dazai was my primary caregiver, however kyouka, ranpo, and kunikida all stepped in a handful of times. if any of you interact with me, i will not push this role onto you unless you volunteer it.
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#fav :: something i really like!
#ult fav :: something i REALLY like!
#babbles :: posts made when regressed!
#🩹 :: posts that are about/remind me of dazai!
#🌼 :: posts that are about/remind me of kyouka!
#📒 :: posts that are about/remind me of kunikida!
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top & bottom dividers :: @/angelesse
pfp :: @/chuupaws
blog header :: @/chuupaws
🐯this little sweetie regresses between 4-6 and kitty regresses! He purrs, snuggles, and bats at hands.
🐯 he’s just a tiny kitten! he follows Kyoka and Dazai everywhere! he will hold onto their clothes and let them lead him where they need to go.
🐯 Atsushi is a very sleepy little guy. both kitty and little Atsushi L O V E S naptime. the ADA will just find him sleeping in the oddest places.
🐯 under desks, on top of the fridge, Yosano’s office, even in the president’s lap!
🐯 it doesn’t surprise anyone anymore but the first time it happened Kunikida freaked out thinking Atsushi was going to injure himself.
🐯 he yelled and scared the poor baby. it took a good thirty minutes to calm him down before Ranpo just distracted him and offered a lollipop and he was all giggles and smiles afterwards.
🐯 on hard days when he had bad nightmares the night before, he will sleep in someone’s arms. the ADA has a shared group chat with photos of sleeping Atsushi in odd places or in someone’s lap.
🐯 it’s called “sleepy kitty” because whenever he’s upset Dazai will sing that kitty song from big bang theory/young sheldon (i know it’s an English song but it’s too cute to pass up) and pets his nose.
🐯 he definitely gets teased when out of headspace but it’s clearly done with love. sometimes he’ll find a milk box or a small treat on his desk.
🐯 bitey baby! always has to chew on something, wears a chewable necklace and anyone running a mission with him carries a teether.
🐯 sometimes he’ll sit in someone’s lap and swat at their pens or any item within his reach because it’s fun to watch them fall!
🐯 has a black kitty stuffie named “Spooky” and she’s usually in his bag or sits on his desk.
🐯 him and Kyoka will play with their stuffies together. Bunbun and Spooky get into quite a bit of trouble together.
🐯 he L O V E S watching fishies swim. At home he has a small fishbowl with toy robot fish to play with.
🐯he even had one of those fish lamps that rotate because it helps him calm down watching the fish swim and the light helps him with his fear of the dark.
this :3!
🐯 loves having his hair played with and will purr nonstop until he’s well into a deep sleep.
🐯 this is based on that one WAN episode but he doesn’t know how to bathe himself so Kunikida had to teach him. Atsushi hates the water so he definitely had to be bribed with bubbles and bath crayons.
🐯 water got everywhere and the agency bathroom was flooded.
🐯 at the end of the day he will insist on giving everyone a hug and kiss before he goes home or goes to bed.
🐯 nicknames! they’re all kitty and tiger related. “were kitty” and “cub” are the most common, occasionally “sweetie” will be thrown in by Yosano. Atsushi typically calls everyone some variation of “mr/ms” because Kunikida taught him to be respectful, though no one minds when he slips up.
had a lot of fun with this one and it was meant for Atsushi’s birthday but man Finals were kicking my butt so bad (i’m still recovering. i’ve slept almost two days straight)
moving houses is crazy. what do you mean we’ll never get to go back to the house we grew up in ever again. what do you mean it’ll never be the same as it used to be. what do you mean What do you mean!!!!!!!!
its okay though im #coping (dazai’s walking me through taking care of myself so i don’t go crazy insane)
hohh god . guy who never thought he'd have to deal with exotrauma Suddenly dealing with exotrauma. its not nearly as bad as some other peoples' exotrauma but. gwuh .
we watched portrait of a father for the first time yesterday and. im. Still reeling. what the fuck do you mean my only father figure and the worst man in my life is dead.what the fuck. What the fuck
Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Comfort No Hurt, Age Regression/De-Aging, Age Regression Little Nakajima Atsushi, Age Regression Caregiver Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu & Nakajima Atsushi Are Siblings, Crayonfic
Summary:
Winter is approaching, and Atsushi's instincts are acting up. He decides to build himself a den. It, uh… it doesn't matter that it's in the middle of a work day, probably.
hiii guuys . i feel like rambling abt my memories ... so!!!! lets talk abt some of my memories as a regressor :3
(LONG post! rambles beneath the cut ^_^)
age regression wasn’t really something i’d found out about until long after i started. i regressed a lot after i got kicked out of the orphanage— i couldn’t control it. i never really understood what was going on, all i knew is that i felt fuzzy and small and bad. i remember regressing the first night after dazai brought me to the ADA. it was the youngest i’d ever regressed to. i was so scared. so scared, and so alone. but for once, i was in a safe place. i remember curling up in the blankets of my futon, savoring the warmth for as long as i could before it was inevitably taken away. it never was taken away, though. i woke up the next morning with my thumb in my mouth, drool all over my pillow.
i never did any research into it. all i knew is that it was another thing about me to be ashamed of. one time, though, i had a nightmare, and regressed. it had been routine at that point that i’d go to dazai whenever i had a nightmare, and in my headspace, i didn’t think anything of it. i went straight to him. i think he knew right away that something was up, something different from usual— but he didn’t ask any questions. he just brought me straight to his bed and got me to lay down with him. he hadn’t done this before— usually he just sat on the couch with me and rubbed my back until he got me to calm down. i didn’t question the change, though. i was too small and too scared to think about it too hard. eventually i fell asleep in his arms, and the next day, he asked me about it. asked if i knew what it was. apparently, he knew— age regression.
i was terribly ashamed of it. i was so scared to express my regression to anyone now that i knew what it was. but dazai insisted i come to him whenever i regressed, and… well, little me was too concerned about getting comfort to worry about judgment. eventually i opened up more and more. it was hard, but dazai guided me through it. he really, really cared.
when it comes to regression gear, i never had a lot. but i had this one little stuffie from when i was in the orphanage. it was a tattered little cat— a calico, i think? but she was often really dirty, so i couldn’t exactly make out the patterns super well. she was the only thing i brought with me when i was kicked out of the orphanage, aside from the clothes on my back. she was my biggest comfort item, and i was so scared to let go of her. i was even more scared to show her to anybody else. i’d had her with me when i rescued dazai from the river, so he’d seen her with me from the very start— but i didn’t let anyone else see her, not even kunikida. i kept the stuffie hidden in my dorm, but i never went anywhere without her. i brought her to the ADA, i brought her on missions— i couldn’t part with her. i always, always kept her hidden, but she was always with me.
bringing her on missions wasn’t really a good idea, though. one time, she got really, really damaged. to the point where her belly was torn open, and stuffing was falling out. it’d only been about a week since dazai had found out about my regression, so i was still so scared of letting anyone else know i was tiny. i’d been in my room, crying over my ripped stuffie, holding her tight against my chest— i was so upset. and right at that moment, dazai walked in. i was terrified, humiliated, i didn’t know what to do. all i did was cry harder. and dazai— he didn’t really know what to do either. but he saw just how upset i was, and he saw my stuffie, and without saying anything, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and took me to kunikida.
kunikida was confused by the situation as a whole, and wondered where i even got the stuffie from. but he didn’t really say anything about it— instead, he focused on helping out as much as possible. he talked me through the whole thing as he took my stuffie from me. he gave her a gentle bath in the sink, pulled out and replaced her stuffing, and sewed her back together as carefully as he could. dazai was there the whole time to reassure me that it would all be okay. and eventually i got my stuffie back, good as new — it was the cleanest i’d seen her in my whole life. a small part of me was sad to see her so different, but a larger part of me was so happy to have her back, safe and sound.
i started letting more people see her after that. instead of hiding her away in drawers, i’d keep her out on my desk, watching over me. i carried her openly in my arms instead of shoving her into one of my pockets. and everyone loved her. they constantly asked for her name (of which i don’t remember, sadly), where i got her, how long i’d had her… and i was more than happy to share.
as for other regression gear— i never let myself buy anything. i was too scared to admit to myself that i actually, y’know, regressed. i told myself my cat stuffie was the only thing i needed. i didn’t want to let myself have anything else.
dazai disagreed with this, however. he noticed me chewing on my stuffie, on my fingers, my clothes, etc., and immediately invested in as many teethers as he could get his hands on. he got me a couple pacifiers, too, but i didn’t use them as much. he also tried getting me other stuffies, but i was worried my cat stuffie would think i was replacing her. he then focused on getting stuffies that doubled as other gear— because as much as i didn’t want to replace my kitty, i still really liked stuffies. it was just a matter of making it so it wasn’t a replacement. like getting stuffies that were attached to teethers, or had rattles, or otherwise.
he got me a couple other things, too. i didn’t really need diapers, so he never worried about that, but i was always uncomfortable in my regular clothes, so he made sure to get me lots of comfy regression clothes. mostly onesies, especially animal-themed ones. i really, really liked onesies.
i could keep going for a while but i think i'll stop here.... more memory posts will come soon though :3
if anyone has questions feel free to ask em!!!!! i love love LOVE talking abt my source.....
he’s a very silly and high energy caregiver, not strict at all
he is still responsible though!! he acts childish but does still take good care of littles
he always has snacks on hand just in case a little gets hungry and he can’t cook or order food
he mainly cgs for Atsushi, Kyouka, and Chuuya, but will take care of anyone and babysit if someone needs a caregiver
having so many fake personalities means that he’s versatile /hj
he likes to cg because he likes the feeling of being helpful for people, and knows that no one he cares for had a good childhood and wants to give them that care and love
(it also helps him feel like he’s fufulling Oda’s wish)
sees himself more like a big brother then a parental figure, but doesn’t mind being called papa/dad/etc
LOVES to give nicknames to his littles though, like kiddo, angel, sweetheart, etc
does a lot of activites with his littles instead of just watching, like colouring and reading
he WILL wear a princess dress for kyouka and have a tea party with her
will not say no to anything a little asks him, whether it’s buying them something or letting them draw on his arms or legs
he’s also surprisingly good at being comforting and calm when a littles energy dies down and they get sleepy
being hyperfixated on source is so evil cz like. i wanna go back. more than anything i wanna go back. but i like the life im living!!! but!!!!! god. i cant stop thinking about it. i miss the ADA so much. my family,,,,, i miss dazai the mostest . my brother. where are you ,,,
ive even met a couple dazais here and our memories have lined up and its Awesome!!!! but. but i never rlly know what to talk about with them :( all i know is that i just wanna talk to him again but idk how to anymore. esp bc i feel like i’m so different from source,, like i’m similar but sososo different. auughhhh . save me save me save me