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Can you do some Agere prompts with grumpy x sunshine trope, please? 🫶

Absolutly I can! These were fun to come up with

Sunshine Caregiver x Grumpy Little

~Caregiver who is the definition of ‘would you like some coffee with your cream and sugar?’ /sarc + Little one who still wants black coffee while small (bonus points if their caregiver adds some sugar into their drink anyways

~Fun skirts, colorful neck ties, chunky jewelry x little one in over sized sweatshirts, fingerless gloves, chokers and leg warmers

~Caregiver who gets their baby a pacifier that says ‘mute button’ or ‘remove at your own risk’ or some other light hearted saying

~Pet regressor who watches as their caregiver is so sweet to real animals and wondering what it would be like to be treated so kindly when growing up their were always weird/misunderstood/left alone/feared etc.

~Tickling their little’s sides to get them to laugh

~Caregiver with a hundred different nicknames to call the regressor they look after

~Caregiver always having candy, poking their littles one’s cheeks to ask ‘do you want one?’

~Little one with the zoomies? Nah nah nah, reverse it. Caregiver with zoomies >:3 (bonus points for their kiddo being super miffed about how they can’t have ‘too much’ coffee/sugar but their caregiver can, or trying to figure out who keeps letting their caregiver have coffee/sugar when they get this hyper.)

Sunshine Little x Grumpy Caregiver

~Okay but this dynamic always just gives hyper toddler + tired dad vibes to me. Maybe this is me just projecting with my own fictional caregiver- who knows :3

~Caregiver who always has glitter somehow managing to get in their hair, and into their clothes. (It’s their little one’s fault)

~Opening a folded envelope on their desk? Glitter. A drawing their little one made for them? Glitter. The suspicious tiny package on their desk? You guessed it, glitter bomb. They swear they will never be free of it. Ever.

~Little one painting their caregiver’s nails all sorts of bright colors, and in turn theirs are painted a muted blue or black to match their caregiver!

~Regressor with  a hundred stuffed animals and a hundred different names for them all + cg who can remember, ten of them. Tops. (They’re trying)

~Cup full of coffee x sippy cups filled with juice

~Baby who wants to ramble for hours on end. Caregiver who silently listens/ speaking a couple of times reminding them to eat/ to continue finishing their drawing/ to correct the story/ point out a missing detail/ add a comment of their own, etc.

~People looking in on their relationship and worried that cg isn’t nice enough to regressor because of how cold they are to everyone around them normally. Not know how sweet they are when caregiver is just with their kiddo, how much of a push over they are, or all the small things they do to show they care without out right expression

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swiss ghoul as a cg!!

i think he would take his little on walks in the forest on rainy days too and would bake cookies to cheer up his little. also lots of cuddles like a pile of kitties :)))

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Hello !! Could I please request an outfit board or moodboard for a regressor Stephanie Brown (the DC character, Spoiler/Batgirl), if that’s okay ? I think she would like a cozy vibe with some purple and stuffed animals ! Hopefully I’m doing this right, sorry, I don’t send requests very often ^^

hi there !! i loved this request + it’s my first one ! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

hopefully you like these ! i tried to make it cozy with stuffed animals + add the kid aesthetic that i think still fits the vibe ! ( i also made it with stephanie in and out of her costume cause i liked both images too much <3 )

hope you enjoy ⭑.ᐟ (link to my pinterest board of the images I used)

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green lantern dad !! 🌌🦖✈️ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

( ✏️ ) . . . green lantern divider is made by me ! if ppl want to use it they can just pls credit me in some way ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

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Sorry for being inactive; I got uber busy. Have an unfinished work as a little treat as I catch up Papa Castiel and Little!Reader (FT: Uncle Gabriel)

Hurt/Comfort for the soul <3 Dark/Bad thoughts/Spiraling TW

"It's… it's still raining. Why is it still raining? I did what I was supposed to... That's not fair" ~ Jack Stauber

It was supposed to be a good day. You woke up small, excited, Papa had promised you could go to the beach and boardwalk, saying he knew a place where we would have privacy and no meanies could find you. But as soon as you cracked your eyes open, the dull ache in your head dampened your excitement, but you were convinced it would still be a good day. You eagerly crawled out of your little nest, ecstatic to get ready, when the outside caught your attention. It was raining. Trying to shake off the creeping feeling of dread, you still had Papa all to yourself for the day after all, you grab your favorite stuffie and sneak towards his room, intending to crawl into his nest with him. Pushing open the door you know something is wrong. Papa wasn't there. Papa was always home if he knew you were small. climbing into his nest, it was cold. He probably had left after tucking you in last night, but that... doesn't make any sense. He promised to go out with you, as a reward. Because you were being so good. He promised. But he left. Did you do something wrong? Did he think you were not good anymore? Was he upset with you?

Your own tears dripping onto your hand brought you out of your head. You sniffle, suddenly you don't want to be in his nest anymore. You shakily pace out of his room. down the hall to your big room. You weren't supposed to use your phone when you're small if it wasn't an emergency, Papa was always worried you would see something bad, but it certainly feels like an emergency. Scrolling through your contacts was like a heavy stone in your tummy. Uncle Sam and Uncle Dean were probably with Papa, all your big friends didn't know about your Papa or your regression... until a contact caught your eye. Gabriel He was another angel- He was a friend, and he was always super nice to you. Clicking the call button was scary, but being all alone was scarier. One ring..... Two rings.... and then it clicked and connected, a rush of loud sounds from the other end, as well as a loud greeting. The sudden noise pulled a whine from your throat, and almost instantly the response from the other end of the phone changed. There was the sound of a door closing, and the loudness was muffled, and Gabriel sounded softer as he responded. "Y/N? Sweets are you alright?" It took a moment for you to collect your words, stumbling over your own speech. "Uncle Gabriel.... Papa's gone... we was suppose'd t' go out..." If you could have seen him on the other end of the phone, the arc angel practically melted at your soft, despondent voice. He cooed into the phone, already making a mental note to scold Castiel later. "That sounds pretty scary, fledgeling. How's about I come over for now, and we can problem solve together?" With your soft hum of approval, he appears in your room in a flurry of feathers, clicking off the phone and scooping you up into his arms.

He was quick to take you into the living room, letting you sniffle and nuzzle closer to him, settling on the couch with you in his lap. “Now, how about you start from the beginning, jellybean” He prompts softly, rubbing your back gently. “Las’ night Papa promic’d we could go t’ the beach t’day cuz he said I been good, but but when I got up m’ head hurt n is rainin an an Papa not home-” Another whimpery cry bubbled up, prompting you to bury your face back against the angel’s chest. He coos softly, running a hand up and down your back gently. “That sounds like a terrible morning, kiddo, but Uncle Gabe is here now, and I won’t let the nasty weather and those mean thoughts of yours trouble you anymore.” He presses a kiss to the top of your head, and the dull ache in your head disappears. He scoops you back up, setting you on the counter as he sets about the kitchen to make you something to eat. For a fun-loving party animal of an arc angel, he was quite good with kids. He chattered on, entertaining you as he made something simple he was sure you would eat, plating it and handing it to you on the counter. Despite how uneasy you felt about your Papa being missing, Gabriel had distracted you enough for you to happily eat the food. “Alright Munchkin, why don’t you show me what shows you like huh?” Gabriel proposes, scoping you back up onto his hip, crossing from the kitchen to the living room and dropping back onto the couch with you. He flicks on the TV just as the apartment door creaks open, startling both you and your current babysitter, until you notice a familiar trenchcoat and head of brown hair. You are torn between hiding against Gabriel, because he had left, and running over to tackle him in a hug, because he came back. Gabriel on the other hand, tightened his hold on you slightly. He loves his little brother, don't get him wrong, but seeing you so distraught had made him feel protective, those old guardian angel instincts kicking up, and Cas had been the one to hurt you.

Castiel’s blue eyes scan the room on instinct, doing a double take as he notices his brother and little on the couch.

Divider Stars / Flowers

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Regressor!Sam Winchester

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Damian Wayne regresser moodboard!!

Also his special interest is so dinosaurs and no one can tell me otherwise

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Jason Todd Big Brother moodboard ꒰🏍️🖍️ ꒱ . . .

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self indulgent cg!nightwing moodboard ! !

theres barely any cg specific moodboards of pabba yet so I just had to go ahead and make one :]

[ source: pinterest + x, x, x ]

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🍎 ⋆˚｡ ⋆ batman agere gear pngs ⋆ ｡˚⋆ 🍎

batman book png (middle) belongs 2 mi! give creds if using :3

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Regressor!Dean Winchester

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tim drake moodboard. . . 🎮☕️🦖 !

🖍️. . . totally can see tim being a flip or sibling regressor to someone ! i can imagine him wanting to watch cartoons while playin with legos + eating snacks <33

🦖🎮☕️🛏️🧸🩹

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Went shopping with friends today!!! (This was my little giftsto myself today for studying so hard for midterms and having good grades in all my classes :D!) I've had my Raphael wallet for a while, forgot to post it here me thinks, but that one isn't new.

Supernatural necklaces because *duh* and more comfy clothes to sleep in. Also I kin Venom like...alot :) and just now have a comic shirt of him in my collection after like 4 years so I'm vvv happy about that.

Next couple things on my wishlist are a new sippy cup, choker cause my old one broke, and some more bins to organize my clothes.

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vent under the cut TW!!: trauma, vomiting, nightmares, SA mentions

had a nightmare so bad last night it made me wake up regressed and crying + kept me feeling sick and uneasy all day. i've thrown up twice and have hardly kept any food down and i feel so weak.

i hate being traumatized, i hate that *that* happened to me and that I can't outrun it. I just want to feel safe in my own body again and not feel like a disgusting thing anymore. i miss feeling like pika, i miss feeling like me. please go away. i should've been a happy kid. i want to be a happy kid now. im trying to give myself everything i didnt have and my own mind is tearing it away from me.

give me back my safe place and keep the memories away.

....gonna watch Batman cartoons and look for a new plushie to feel better. i thought the icky feeling would go away after the whole day but it didn't. guess who's scheduling another appointment with their therapist </3

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Could you make platonic/queer platonic versions of ur cg/bf emojis? /nf (and possibly versions no hearts pls)

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alfred pennyworth as a cg <3

requested by @cutiemoore!

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REMY LEBEAU X LITTLE!READER

⊹ ࣪ ˖🂱 ⋆˚⟡ BROKEN RULES : 840 WRDS

<RATING: PG, FLUFF, CRYING, AGERE>

A/N : “Bamb can we please get content other than X-Men agere?!” Not yet!!!!!! Please!!!!! My only CGs are fictional!!!! And I’m also in the process of writing a Wolvie request, Rogue headcanons, and tons of other stuff… ANYWAY uhm this is based off of one of my CG!Remy headcanons, so I hope y’all enjoy :]

<SFW INTERACTIONS ONLY, MDNI/18+ ONLY BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED>

Remy has been watching you all day. From the moment you came running to him because you had a nightmare at almost three in the morning, making you breakfast, watching Saturday morning cartoons, coloring with you, listening to some music, and playing card games with you. He was so tired right now. He tries his best to keep himself awake while being slumped against the couch. His hand absentmindedly runs up and down your back. You’re snuggled against his side with the back of your head pressing his chest. You kick your feet a bit off of the couch. Everything is so peaceful right now: Remy’s touch, his soft humming, your favorite movie on the TV, the sound of your legs moving against the fabric of the couch. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Remy yawnes loudly, unable to contain his sleepy demeanor any longer. He moves his arm from your back to rest against your shoulder, his thumb reaching up and rubbing your cheek. “Gambit’s sorry, cher. I’m tired right now. I can barely keep my eyes open,” he mumbles while looking down at you with a tired gaze. It takes you a moment to process what he’s saying considering how focused you are. Once you get a second to take in what he said, you pout softly. You paw at his chest and give him a pitiful look while whining. He lets out a sad huff. Remy hates it when you’re sad. He doesn’t get angry; he just gets sad too. You’re his favorite little kid. He can’t let you be sad.

“Stay awake a little longer. Please, papa. I don’ want you to go to sleep,” you whine to him. Remy nods in understanding to your gentle pleading. “I know, mon chéri. But I can’ stand to be awake much longer,” he tells you. He displays an odd look on his face as he attempts to come up with a compromise. When he does, he kisses your forehead out of pure joy for thinking of such a good idea. “How ‘bout this? You an’ I go upstairs an’ cuddle. You can stay wit’ Gambit and he can stay wit’ you, cher,” he suggests with a sure smirk. Despite his confidence in his idea, you shake your head no. Remy bites the inside of his cheek nervously in response. He subconsciously holds his breath as worry begins to set in. He can’t let you go unsupervised or not be by his side. You and him have to be practically attached when you’re regressed. The last thing he wants is for you to end up lonely or anything worse. You go back to focusing on your movie, and Remy trusts himself; he could take a little power nap. Nothing too long, right?

 

He may have been a little far off. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up to a startling clanging and the sound of your feet quickly padding along the floor. He rubs his eyes and cards through his messy hair while looking around. The second he hears you crying, he goes into complete panic. “Oh! Mon chéri! Where are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asks out loud while getting onto his feet and trying to find you. You’re cowering in fear behind the couch, terrified that Remy is going to yell at you or punish you. However, when he finds you, he gives you the most genuine smile ever. He squats down and holds his hands out to you. “C’mon. Gambit ain’t mad. He is worried t’ough. He was scared you were hurt,” he explains to you while motioning for you to come into his arms. You nod your head and try your best to get to Remy your vision blurred by tears. “Dat’s it, mon chéri,” he praises as he pulls you to his chest. He wipes your tears and gently pets the back of your head with his warm hands.

“Now, care to tell Ol’ Remy what happened?” he asks sweetly. You nod your head against his chest slowly. You point over to the curtain rod that had fallen on the floor. Remy looks over with wide eyes and winces at the idea of every possibility of what could’ve happened. “I was walkin’ by the window and I slip on the curtain. I didn’ mean to make the metal thingy fall. I’m sorry, papa,” you explain, your voice quivering as you start crying again. “No, no, no. Dat ain’t no reason to be sorry. I promise. I don’t got any reason to be upset with you either. Long as mon chéri is safe,” he assures you, lifting up your hand to kiss the back of your palm. You giggle through your tears when he gives you the gentle kiss. Remy wipes another tear from your cheek and looks at you endearingly. “Dat’s it. Show Ol’ Remy dat adorable lil’ smile,” he coos. Out of impulse to do so, he pinches your cheeks softly, only resulting in more happy noises from you.