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Quiet strawberry morning 🍓
Flip! Samira Mohan
A/N: Pretty sure this is my first time writing about a flip, so please give me your feedback! I’m really trying here!
- Samira has always had this quiet sense of responsibility that makes people naturally trust her with vulnerable things. Kids, littles, overwhelmed coworkers, etc. Somehow, everybody ends up gravitating toward her eventually.
- She usually regresses around pre-teen to teenage age, which honestly makes her the perfect big sister around most of the Pitt littles. She’s old enough while regressed to help out, but still young enough to happily join in on cartoons, pillow forts, and crafts.
- When Samira regresses younger than usual, though, it’s almost always because she’s sick, exhausted, or emotionally overwhelmed. That’s when her composure starts slipping, and she gets clingier and much quieter than normal.
- Samira LOVES early 2000s cartoons while regressed. Kim Possible, Total Drama Island, Phineas and Ferb, Winx Club, Teen Titans, all of it. Half the time, she’ll quote entire scenes before they happen.
- She’s extremely touch-starved in both headspaces, but especially while little. Samira is constantly leaning against people, linking arms, lying across somebody’s lap, or absentmindedly holding hands without even realizing she’s doing it.
- Samira acts embarrassed about how cuddly she gets while regressed right up until somebody actually opens their arms for her. Then suddenly she’s attached to them for the next four hours.
- Bubble baths are one of Samira’s biggest comfort routines. She has specific bath products for her little space that include fruity scents, colorful bath bombs, and so many kinds of bubble bath. She swears it helps her relax. - She absolutely destroys people at Mario Kart and becomes deeply competitive about it.
“You targeted me.” “I did not.” “You hit me with three shells in a row.” “That sounds fake.”
- As a caregiver, Samira is a HUGE planner. Color-coded schedules, backup snacks, emergency sensory items, chargers, wipes, medicine, stim toys - she’s prepared for literally everything.
- Samira absolutely carries a tote bag that looks deceptively normal until she starts pulling increasingly bizarrely specific items out of it.
“You have bandaids?” “Mhm.” “…Crayons?” “Yep.” “…A tiny sewing kit?” “Why are you surprised?”
- Her caregiver bag somehow always smells faintly like vanilla lotion, peppermint gum, and hot chocolate powder.
- She makes genuinely incredible hot chocolate. Like suspiciously good. She’ll add cinnamon, vanilla, homemade whipped cream, shaved chocolate, and marshmallows, and suddenly you’re drinking the best hot chocolate of your life while she shrugs like it’s no big deal.
- Samira is an unbelievably patient caregiver. She never raises her voice, rarely gets visibly frustrated, and has this way of making people feel safe enough to calm down instead of ashamed for struggling.
- She’s especially good with anxious littles because she talks people through things step-by-step instead of overwhelming them.
“Okay. One thing at a time.” “Can you take a breath for me?” “There you go. Good job.”
- Samira is the type of caregiver who notices needs before you do. She’s already handing you water before you realize you’re thirsty and grabbing a blanket before you say you’re cold.
- She’s also very physically affectionate as a caregiver. Hair strokes, forehead kisses, hand squeezes, rubbing circles into someone’s back while talking, you name it. Physical reassurance comes naturally to her. - She’s extremely good at braiding hair. French braids, fishtails, ribbon braids, she learned partly because she likes doing it and partly because repetitive motions calm her down, too.
- Samira absolutely falls asleep during cuddles constantly. Doesn’t matter which headspace she’s in. If she’s warm and comfortable and somebody is playing with her hair, she’s gone within twenty minutes.
- She has a tendency to overextend herself as a caregiver because taking care of other people feels easier than admitting when she needs comfort.
- Which means her regressors and fellow caregivers eventually start learning her tells. The quieter she gets, the more exhausted she is. The more she insists she’s fine, the less fine she actually is.
- Samira gets deeply attached to domestic little moments. Sharing hoodies, making hot chocolate together at midnight, sitting tangled under blankets watching cartoons, that kind of soft intimacy absolutely wrecks her emotionally.
- Even while regressed, Samira still has strong caretaker instincts. She’ll remind other littles to drink water, help fix blankets, or pause movies if somebody looks overwhelmed.
“Your juice is too far away.” “…Samira, you are literally little right now.” “And?”
bath time with SHARKS
thinkin about regressing as a little ghost…
following people around quietly because you want company but disappearing every time they look directly at you
opening and closing the cupboards and moving furniture around to entertain yourself
wandering around with your fingers in your mouth, peeking through walls to see what’s going on
playing hide and seek and giggling the whole time because you always win
floating up to curl up against the ceiling when you get overwhelmed
making radios and musical instruments play lullabies for you to fall asleep to
pressing your ice-cold hands against your friends’ skin to surprise them and make them laugh
flickering in and out of visibility when you’re getting upset
moving your toys and plushies around to different places so people know you’re there
humming quietly in harmony with the wind when you can’t sleep~
Can you watch my tiny, silly doctors for a second, please?
mentally i am this cat
Dennis celebrating father's day with his fill-in father boyfriend(s)
More thoughts later
As I said in the other post, there are two fully separate thoughts forming, so if you're in the mood for something scandalous, go here. If you're in the mood for something softer and sweeter, continue on.
I think father's day with Dennis being little is such an interesting idea.
Father's days in Broken Bow probably meant hunting or fishing for a few hours with his dad and his brothers; things that weren't really his thing, but he had to be a good son, so he relented. I'll say that his father certainly loved him, but he never really understood Dennis, which led him to be disappointed in a lot of the choices he makes, or the things he does. Like being bored fishing, or getting emotional at the prospect of hunting an animal solely for sport like his family does with birds and squirrels. I think he would make his dad cards beyond the time he was "too old", and his father never really knew how to react in a way that didn't break his heart once Dennis hit age eight.
By the time he's living in Pittsburgh and is no longer really on speaking terms with his family, Father's Day holds a complicated connotation for him. He doesn't call his father, because he doesn't call him any other day of the year. He sent him a card home the first year, and when he heard nothing back, he determined that the year following, he wouldn't do the same thing.
When his relationship with Jack and Robby really blossoms, when their dynamic develops and moves and shifts and they begin to fill not only the emotional void, but the spot where fatherly love is supposed to reside, he thinks about it.
Why not celebrate them for Father's Day?
They spend the day together, and Dennis spends most of it being small. He makes them breakfast to enjoy in bed (fruit that he's cut up the night before, and waffles that go into the toaster), and smacks kisses onto both of their faces until they wake up laughing, eyes crinkling.
"Happy Father's Day!" He's so excited about it, eyes bright and a smile lighting up his face. He's got a shirt on that says Daddy's Boy on it that was gotten by Trinity as a gag, but little him finds it to be delightful; he is a daddy's boy.
"Oh, for us? You're so sweet. What a good boy, Denny. Here, do you think you can help daddies enjoy their breakfast? There's plenty to share." Jack pats the spot between them and Dennis wriggles his way in between them. He's feeding them bites of fruit, sharing syruppy waffle kisses, and smiling so big and sunshiney, he puts the sun to shame.
Once breakfast is done, he insists on taking the dishes to the sink, and when he comes back, he's holding two gift bags with colorful tissue paper and cards sticking out the top. They're handmade, done with crayon in that half-neat, half-stumbly handwriting little Dennis has. He nearly shoves them at the two men in bed, nearly vibrating out of his skin as they open them because he's so nervous.
Jack and Robby are nearly in tears as they read their little cards, and then open the gifts. In each of them, there's a mug that says "I love you to the moon and back" with a little moon and some stars on it. I think that's something they would say a lot, and so it would be something special he'd want to give them. There's a little stuffed mouse sitting in each mug, because he's their mouse, and they both adore it.
"Oh, baby," Robby's voice is thick and there's a little wobble to it, "this is the best gift I've ever gotten."
"Yeah," Jack seconds, blinking his eyes quickly. "Yeah, me too, sweetheart."
Dennis is floored by this news. They like his gifts? They like the cards he made? Really? "You mean it?" There's something uncertain and vulnerable in his voice that tugs at both of their hearts.
"Baby. Come here, hm?" He returns to his spot sandwiched between them. "Daddies would never lie about anything, honey. Especially not how much we love your gift." Jack smacks a kiss on his forehead that gets him to smile a little.
"This is my new favorite mug." Robby kisses him in the very same spot. They go about it just like that, trading kisses on their baby's face back and forth until he's giggling and breathless.
"Happy-happy father's day, da-addy." He's beaming, so soft, so fuzzy, so happy.
"Happy father's day, little mouse. Daddies love you." Robby nuzzles his nose.
"Daddies love you so much." Jack give his chin a little tickle.
"Love you too, daddies."
more shapeshifter!trinity art nobody asked for 💫✨
i love how i draw baran and yolanda
Anyone else stare at their mutuals like 👀👀👀👀 “please dm me. You seem so cool and I wanna be friends. “
little mel with cg of ur choice??? i haven't seen much little mel n ur a great writer wld love to see what u do w her character (only if u want ofc)
thank u, anon! sorry for the late reply <3 i hope you enjoy this! if you would like to see mel w any cg specifically or any specific questions / topics answered for mel, pls feel free to send in!
DAY AT THE AQUARIUM: OUTFIT BOARD
Your carer lets you pick up some toys from the gift shop!
Reblog if your blog is a judgement-free zone!
Regressors of all kinds are welcome here: regressors of color, neurodivergent regressors, fat regressors, system regressors, disabled regressors, queer regressors, older regressors, hairy regressors, regressors who are addicts, mentally ill regressors, fandom regressors, diapered regressors, middle regressors, teen regressors, regressors who do it just for fun, regressors who do it involuntarily, regressors who post positivity, regressors who use their blog to vent, regressors who are also caregivers, permaregressors, regressors who only age dream, regressors who watch content geared towards adults, regressors who don't want caregivers, regressors of all kinds!
I think a fic where Bob is small, but is trying to hide it. But Yelena notices and takes care of him
The Little Things I Notice
little!Bob x cg!Yelena (minor little!Ava, sorry she just snuck in there)
It was loud even for Yelena. The Gala event Valentina was hosting in the Ballroom of the Watchtower was last minute and far too crowded. They all had gotten into stuffy outfits and were being paraded around the event trying to make connections.
Yelena rolls her eyes, nudging John. "This is stupid."
"I know." John grumbles, tugging at his tie. "Bucky is the only one who seems to be doing a good job. At least he'll get us some good sponsorships. Better than Alexei."
The Russian snorts, nodding along as her eyes scan the crowd. Her Dad was off at the bar talking to Mel (poor girl), Bucky was holding his own, Ava was...Where was Ava and Bob?
"Have you seen Bob?" Ava phases in beside her. John jolts a bit, but Yelena has gotten used to it by now.
The blond tilts her head to greet her. "No, I haven't. I was just going to ask you that."
Ava hums, blinking a few times before looking at Yelena. "I lost sight of him. He was really fidgety earlier and I'm about at my tipping point. So he's gotta be over this party."
"Okay." Yelena pushes off from the wall, adjusting her dress. She takes a moment to check over Ava, tilting her chin up. "You doing okay though?"
"Fine. M'alright for now."
"Good. Stay with John. If you aren't, you can always come to me, okay? I'm gonna go find Bob and probably head upstairs." Yelena smoothes a hair behind Ava's ear, giving John a look. The agent responds with an affirming nod, and she breathes a sigh of relief.
Yelena walks away, weaving through the crowd to find him. You would think he would be easier to find, given that he's incredibly tall, but he hunches so far when he's anxious that it cancels out.
She finds him about five minutes later, leaned up against a standing table. Bob has a wine glass in his hand, swishing it nervously.
“Bob? What are you doing?” Yelena comes quicker to the table.
“Sm’one gave it t’me.” Bob says anxiously. “Don’wan it.”
“I know. I know. No alcohol.” She takes it, moving it out of his hands across the table. “Are you alright?”
“Mhm.”
“Are you sure? It’s very loud in here.”
Bob shuffles on his feet a bit, looking down. “Uhm…Yeah.”
“Mmm.” Yelena muses, before gently tugging on his hand to lead him. “well, I have a very special mission for you. but we need to get out of here.”
Bob, wide eyed and nodding, follows her to the elevator, thankfully waiting until the doors close until he falls apart. He begins sniffling quickly in the near silence of the elevator, hanging onto yelena immediately. “Mmm, Mama…”
“Oh, Bobby I know. Too loud for little ears hmm?” She coos, leading him out once the elevator dings at their floor.
He’s quiet, clearly just wanting to get into something comfy as the blond guides him, humming softly as they make their way down the hall. “You did so well baby…I am very proud of you.”
[Found this unfinished in my drafts. Figured I would post what I had of it]
little!trinity very obviously and awkwardly adjusting her posture and mannerisms whenever she’s around walsh, ellis, & abbot bc they’re the cool big kids and she wants to be a cool big kid too
age regression except you grew up alone and "prefer" to spend your regression in solitude but youre actually just too nervous about being a bother to potential caregivers so you honestly just hug your toys and stare at the wall
caregiver jack abbot
♡ jack is a gentler, lower energy caregiver. he definitely can have his higher energy moments, but he works nights and is getting up there in age, he doesn't always have the energy to run around after a rambunctious little. it just makes the high energy moments even more special.
♡ jack doesn't mind at all what his little calls him, masculine title? fine. feminine title? sure, why not. his name? whatever makes you comfortable. he genuinely couldn't care less, he appreciates the show of trust no matter what form it comes in.
♡ jack is big on using punishments sparingly. and his ‘punishments’ aren't scary, nor do they last long. usually it's talking it through with his little, or asking them to help him clean up the mess they made. if they aren't playing safely, the toy is removed temporarily and he redirects them to safer says to play. he never wants punishments to be something his little is scared of.
♡ jack keeps every single thing his little makes for him. either on his fridge, on his bedroom wall, in his locker at work or in a special binder all for his little one. he cherishes all of it, and it helps him get through rough days.
♡ jack is big on outdoor play. nature and bugs and having fun while getting messy. he also knows not every little likes that, so he meets them where they're at. whether that be digging in mud and climbing trees or sitting in the grass making daisy chains.
♡ jack loves taking photos. he has a polaroid camera he usually has in his bag when out and about. if he doesn't, he settles for using his phone and prints it out later. he likes making photo albums and scrapbooks of all the adventures he has with his little(s).
♡ jack is big on breaking gender stereotypes, too. his female identifying little wants cars and superheros and to learn to build things? hell yeah! his masculine identitying little wants to play dress up or princesses? he's offering up his nails to be painted immediately.
♡ jack really, really loves spoiling any little he comes across. whether its one he cares for or just a friends little, he loves giving gifts. they're always tailored to the person aswell, well thought out.
♡ jack will get immersed in things his little one likes; tv shows, movies, book series, games — all of it. he'll listen to them rant and ramble for hours, asking questions and actually remembering the answers he's given.
♡ jack who's a silly caregiver, always making jokes and goofing around. but he also is good at the more serious, vulnerable moments. he's able to switch to being serious at the slightest hint of discomfort or upset.
♡ jack who gives the absolute best hugs. biiig papa bear hugs. nice and snug and secure.
post work nap :3
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