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W + you just figured out blue's clues + you just figured out blue's clues + you just figured out blue's clues + because you're really smart!

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hihi! do u have any regressor Daisuke headcannons please? tysm! :DDD

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG !!

REGRESSOR DAISUKE HEADCANNONS!!

DISCLAIMER! don't like, don't read! don't harass me because you don't like what I do.

🌺Age range can be anywhere from 10-1. Usually lands around 3-6 though!

🌺Oh my god he's so loud /lh you can tell if he's regressed because you can hear him and Anya arguing about how he's cheating [its a dice game.] Or him complaining that Anya's turn on his game boy took too long.

🌺 Tends to be a "younger sibling" to Anya. Which results in a lot of spats when they're regressed which... often leads to the cockpit where Curly gives them a compromise and then they go about it. now if Curly's not available... Swansea deals with it, he's had kids. so he offers to toss them on the couch a couple times if they stop fighting, which works just as well if not better.

🌺 Will BEG for sweetener packets. which... if Curly's looking after him.. he gets actual candy that Curly's gotten as "thanks" from management... he's not a candy guy, so why not give it out as a treat? now if Swansea is looking after him its "did you pick up your toys, little man?" and its either an enthusiastic "yeah!" or he'll turn around, do it then ask again.

🌺 On the smaller side of his regression, he is CLUNG to whoever is caring for him. Especially if it's Swansea or Curly.. He'll cling to them, stuff his face into their necks and then fall asleep.

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hello, are we allowed to request oneshots? because I was looking 4 mouthwashing agere and found ur Curly hcs and would die for a hurt/comfort fic of Curly having an accident and Swansea comforting him like you mentioned (padded regressors and gruff but soft fathers/cgs my beloveds… <3). please and thank you! :)

i usually don't.. however, you brought back my writing bug. but; with that said *ahem* [also to whoevers reading this, please reblog or like if you wanna see more from me ! /super nf]

PR!Curly x Cg! Swansea!

Curly woke up, a sleepy fist rubbing into his eye as his other hand was occupied with the soft dog plush he held in his left arm. Soft curls now a mess from the nap he’d taken; pacifier bobbing in his mouth gently as he began to play with the plush.. 

Curly rarely regressed to begin with, much less when he was on the job… but he didn’t mind it this time; well that was until a familiar dampness spread into the padding he wore while he was playing. The regressed boy soon felt what happened as his eyes welled with tears.. His plush was moved closer to his chest as he dug his face into it, an attempt to keep himself quiet. 

Swansea knew the captain was sleeping, so he was doing his best to make sure Daisuke and Anya didn’t end up throwing another board game across the Tulpar and accidentally nailing the captain in the eye with an uno card. Though something felt wrong, So he excused himself from the two; knocking on the door to the sleeping quarters, before peering in. 

“Aye, capt. You doing oka-” 

He was cut off.. Seeing Curly literally curled into the corner of his bed; holding the plush to his chest.. Swansea moved to the bed, a soft hand gliding against the blonde's back. 

“C'mere buddy.. You’re okay, everything is okay..” 

Swansea carefully picked the teary-eyed captain, holding him close; which the smaller accepted. Swansea just.. Held him. He knew he was trash with words, and Curly was… most definitely small at the moment. 

“There we go, now what’s the issue lil’ man? Hm? I know you wanted to sleep for a little longer, so lemme check your butt and we’ll get you all cuddled back up. Can’t have my boy not nappin’ right.” 

He did exactly that; ending up calming the boy in his arms. Checking him carefully, nodding. His hunch was right, as usual. 

“Well no wonder you were cryin, it’s alright kiddo.” 

Swansea spoke; laying curly down to start the change, barring the door shut before doing so. Taking care to make sure he was clean before sliding another one under his bottom and taping it snugly around his waist. Swansea then pulled the boy’s pants over the diaper; tossing the damp one in the bin. 

Curly’s tears soon dried as he held back onto his blanket and his pacifier.. The older bending to get the dog plush. 

“Here ya go lil’ man.. Mister doggy fell, but he was making sure the coast was clear.” 

The older smiled; tucking the boy in with a soft kiss to his forehead. Staying by his side until he drifted back off, before unbarring the door and going back out to Anya and Daisuke. 

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Daisuke + Swansea sickfic is here!!! Hurt/comfort, but I'm bad at writing hurt and OOC with the comfort. Also Daisuke is an age regressor, but it's very subtle. IYKYK-ahh fic 💀💀

okay!! well!! here you go!!! :D :D :D not beta-read so if anything is bad that's a major womp womp

WRITTEN BY DAISUKE !!!!!!! i hope everyone enjoys it :]

ALSO SW4NSUK3 SHIPPERS KEEP YOUR FILTHY PAWS OFF THIS!!! THIS IS NOT FOR YOU!!!! (censored so it doesn't come up in search)

Daisuke poked his head around the corner, locking his gaze on the door ahead of him. He was on a mission. He had been sent to fetch the captain, and he was determined to do a good job. He scoured the ship, turning down hall after winding hall, and finally arrived at the cockpit. The door was open, and he hopped inside, hoping Curly would forget he technically wasn’t allowed in there.

“Uh, captain?” he said, trying to get his attention. Curly turned around, closing the notebook on his lap.

“Yeah? What’s up, Daisuke?” Curly replied. “Why are you in here?”

“Uhhh,” Daisuke said eloquently. “Swansea wanted me to come get you.”

Curly raised an eyebrow, setting the notebook aside and leaning forward. “Oh? How come?”

“Uhhhhhhh.. Comms are down,” he said, brushing a bit of hair away from his face. His face was warm. He didn’t like it. “I think.”

“You think?” Curly said. Daisuke felt like he had done something wrong. He didn’t like feeling that way. His head hurt.

“I-I dunno,” he mumbled. “I guess. Just- please go down there. He said it’s important.”

Curly nodded, standing up. “If comms are down, I guess it is. Thanks,” he said, nudging Daisuke with his arm and turning to leave the room. The intern stood there, fretting for a bit, before following quickly after them.

By the time he made it down to the utility room, Curly was already there, standing over a server with Swansea muttering something to him. The older man looked up when he noticed Daisuke.

“There you are,” he said, irritation clear in his voice. “Took you long enough. I was about to send Curly after you.”

“Oh,” Daisuke said quietly, fidgeting with his hands and brushing his hair away again. “Sorry.”

“Damn right you’re sorry,” Swansea grumbled. “Get your ass over here.”

“What’s wrong?” he asked, peering at the server. It didn’t look like much to him. The look Swansea gave him made it very clear how wrong he was.

“The fucking comms are down,” he reiterated, speaking like Daisuke was stupid. “Like I told you 5 minutes ago.”

“Oh, sorry,” he mumbled again, looking down. He didn’t mean to. He just wanted to make sure. “I just wanted-”

“Boy, quiet,” Swansea said, turning his attention back to the server. “Grant, do me a favor and go get Anya, make sure this isn’t a localized issue. I’ll get in the cockpit. Daisuke, test the comms system.”

Before Daisuke could finish debating if it was worth admitting he didn’t really hear anything Swansea said, he and Curly were gone, and Daisuke was alone. He crouched down over the server, squinting at it. It looked dusty, maybe he could just brush that part off there…

As he wiped at it, he realized that actually maybe he should be figuring out how to work it. Frantically, he pressed a button on the side. Um. Maybe it was the other button? Or this button- why was it flashing.

As he fiddled with it, something else started beeping, loud and blaring and awful. Daisuke already had a headache, this sucked. Whining a bit, fidgeting anxiously with his shirt, he tried to get his brain to work dammit and figure out what to do. That’s what Swansea would want. Figure out a solution.

He was tired. He didn’t want to do this. He wanted to go lie down.

Focus, Daisuke!!

He looked around for whatever was beeping, wincing as it continued. It was loud, too loud, it was in his head and he didn’t know what to do-

THERE. He could see it now. Something big and bulky with important-looking wires, on the very top of a metal rack. He turned, searching for a stepstool so he could reach it. Um. Where was a stepstool? Was there one?

Whatever. It didn’t matter. Swansea had a chair, right? Spinny stool? He could just use that!! He was so smart.

He pulled out the stool from behind Swansea’s desk (he wasn’t allowed back there, either, but Swansea wouldn’t notice, right?) and lined it up with the rack. He carefully clambered on top of it, reaching up to the loud awful beeping thing. He almost had it.. Almooostttt…

He stretched forward to grab it, but the wires connected were bulky and short and it hung half-off the shelf. Panickedly, he tried to figure out which ones he could disconnect, what it was doing, why was it beeping so loud, but the added weight made it hard to keep his balance and the world was going spinny and spotty and dark-

The stool slipped out from underneath him, and he crashed to the ground, landing hard on one of the legs of the stool as his head hit the floor. He cried out, laying flat on his back and trying his very best not to cry. He wasn’t gonna cry. He had to fix it.

…He just had to figure out how, which was hard when his back hurt and his head was pounding and everything was too loud and scary. He pulled himself into a corner, hiding behind another shelf and trying to shut himself up.

As he did, another CRASH reverberated through the room. It had fallen off the shelf. Tears welled in his eyes as he curled up into a little ball. He wanted to go hide. He wanted to go lie down. He wanted to go home.

He could hear footsteps, quick and panicked and scary, and he curled up tighter, sniffling weakly.

“Kid? What the hell just happened?” Swansea said as he entered. He was loud, loud, too loud, too scary, everything was too loud-

Swansea came over to Daisuke, and he remembered suddenly why he was so scared.

“What did you do?!” he asked. Daisuke just shook his head, burying his face in his knees.

“I’m sorry,” he squeaked, sounding sad and scared and far too small. “I didn’t mean to, I swear, I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry, please don’t be mad-”

“Kid, shut up,” Swansea said, grabbing him by the shoulders. “What the fuck happened?”

“I-I fell,” he choked, struggling to catch his breath and not break down sobbing. “I w-was trying t-to fix it, b-because it was beeping, a-and I felllll-”

The dam broke, and tears started streaming down his face. “I’m sorrrryyyyyyy…” he wailed, trying to shut up and stop crying and do what he was supposed to-

Swansea shook him a bit. “Kid, kid, shut up for a second,” he barked. “Are you okay?”

What? “Y-yeah,” he sniffled.

“Good,” he sighed, sounding.. relieved. “Wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt. Did you hit your head?”

“U-uh, yeah,” Daisuke mumbled, wiping at his face. Swansea cursed under his breath, pulling him closer and examining the back of his head.

“Dammit, kid, if you gave yourself a fucking concussion-” He paused, just holding Daisuke’s head against him. “Kid, do you feel alright?”

“Wuh..? Yeah?” he mumbled. No, he was tired and his head hurt and everything was muffled and dizzy, but he was fine-

“You’re burning up,” Swansea said, something hard to read in his voice. “Kid, c’mere.” He shifted, holding Daisuke close against him.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, sounding so much softer than usual.

“..’m okay,” Daisuke murmured. Swansea wasn’t supposed to worry about him. He broke it. He broke everything. It was all bad and he didn’t do his job and-

“Hey. No. Shut up.” Swansea sounded firm, but not angry. “No, you’re not. C’mon,” he said, standing up and helping Daisuke to his feet. “You can’t work like this. We’re going to see Anya.”

“Nooo,” he whined- shit, he didn’t mean to whine- as he stood up. “I’m okayyy…”

“No, you’re not,” Swansea insisted. “C’mon. If you’re sick- okay, one, you shouldn’t be exerting yourself, and two, we’ve gotta know so you don’t get the rest of us sick.”

Oh. That made sense, kinda. Daisuke couldn’t really pay attention, the world was kinda spinny and spotty-

Swansea grabbed him, holding him upright. “Kid?!” he asked, staring him down.

“Whuh??” Daisuke mumbled. “Yeah?”

“You sure you’re alright? Almost just passed out on me, jesus fuck..” he grumbled. “C’mere.” Without another word, he reached around Daisuke, lifting him into his arms.

“Waahhh, nooo..” Daisuke protested weakly. “I can walllllkk.. put me dowwwnnnnnn…”

“Nope,” Swansea said finally. “I’ve got kids at home, I can carry you. You’re not walking like this.”

Daisuke tried to argue, but the words didn’t really come out right, and he just whined and swung his legs feebly.

As they reached the med room, Swansea set him down, standing beside him with his arms crossed. As Anya started to talk, Swansea cut her off.

“Kid’s sick,” he said. “Real warm, almost fainted on the way here.”

“And my head hurts,” Daisuke mumbled, blinking a bit and doing his best not to lie down on the med cot. He was tired, and it was cold, and everything sucked.

“Oh,” Anya said, scooting her chair closer to him. “That’s no good. Any other symptoms?”

“Uhhhh..” Daisuke said, trying to think. “I dunno. I’m tired.. Can’t really think.”

“Brain fog, fatigue..” Anya muttered, writing his words down. “That all?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Think so.”

“Well,” she said, standing up and going to get a thermometer. “It’s probably a virus of some kind.. I can’t really say what with just those symptoms, but you’re definitely sick. I’m gonna take your temperature, and you’re gonna go to bed, okay? Drink lots of fluids, stay hydrated, all that.” She leaned over, pressing the thermometer to his temples.

“100.6,” she said. “Alright. Go rest up, yeah?”

Daisuke wanted to protest, but he found himself being lifted up again, and he couldn’t really think. Everything was all fuzzy and weird, and he was so tired. He laid his head against Swansea’s shoulder, letting his eyes fall closed and promising himself it was just for a moment.

By the time Swansea reached the men’s quarters, he was already half asleep. The older man sighed, keeping his movements slow and careful as he laid Daisuke down, pulling a blanket over him.

“Get some sleep, kid,” he mumbled, standing to leave, but Daisuke reached out and grabbed his arm before he could. He slurred something incoherent, trying to pull him closer. Swansea sighed, sitting on the bed beside him and reaching over to rub his back.

“Yeah, I know. I know,” Swansea murmured. “Shhh… go to sleep.”

“Mmnghh.. wanna watch a movieee,” Daisuke whined, fighting to crack his eyes open.

“We can watch a movie later,” Swansea said firmly. “You need to sleep. Close your eyes, Daisuke.”

Daisuke whined and pouted a bit, but slowly let his eyes fall closed, still clinging to Swansea’s arm. The older man sighed, pulling the blanket up over him.

“Yeah, there you go,” he said softly. “G’night, kid. Feel better.”

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Swansea from Mouthwashing

Is a caregiver!

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Anya and Daisuke paci edits!! I've been obsessed with mouthwashing lately so I though I'd make paci edits of my favorite characters!! ( ≧∀≦)ノ

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Pre crash Daisuke being a big brother figure for Anya when she happens to slip into regression.

Anya is a pretty content and happy regressor most of the time, her brain is pretty good at keeping trauma at bay when regressed. (Expect for nightmares that tend to happen and trigger her, then she’s pretty hard to calm down.) The two of them still play that silly board game together but Daisuke let’s her win more often.

The two of them probably played hide and seek around the ship, which ticked off Swansea and Jimmy one too many times. (Anya and Daisuke like to run and yell a lot.)

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♡ Peebs the Calico Cat ♡

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swansea cg agere moodboard ~ 🧰

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Regressor! Nurse Anya

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*with a vintage theme

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a blanket of snow on fairy lights

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the plan? play with my toy

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" when we bleed , we bleed the same "

anya mouthwashing agere moodboard ~ 🌌

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agere anya ( mouthwashing ) stimboard with black cats , black and red fidgets and pacifier stims , self indulgent

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daisuke stimboard! :)

self-indulgent! for our daisuke fictive (also he's our favorite character,,)

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