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Woo, hi sorry for not posting in a while, I do hope to write some actual fics soon but the ideas aren’t flowing, so I may end up opening requests, it anyway here are some more headcanons I hope y’all like them!! These girls need some serious comfort because oh my lord was this show a hard watch. Also shhhh, they’re all alive and happy in this.

Madoka Magica Age Regression Headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of witches, shouting, food, mentions of involuntary regression.

Madoka

•Honestly I could see her as going either as a regressor or a caregiver.

•More of a babysitter than a caregiver but still very attentive to littles.

•Calls littles things like, ‘Sweetie’, ‘Sugar’, or ‘Baby’ depending how young they’re feeling.

•Loves baking treats for littles, and lets them help with the smaller, safer tasks. And yes she does let littles eat any extra batter.

•She can’t really carry littles all that well, but she’s more than happy to let them hold her hand if they want. Cuddles, hugs and other physical affection are also more than welcome!

•She is not good at imposing rules on littles, except for when it comes to their safety. More than usual, she’ll let littles stay up later than they’re supposed to or eat extra sweets as long as they promise to behave.

•Madoka also isn’t that good with punishing littles, mainly because she literally just cannot get angry or frustrated or impatient with them. She stays patient and tries to ask her little what’s wrong and if that doesn’t work, she has to call in Mami for support.

•She takes care of everyone in the Holy Quintet, but Homeru and Sayaka are her favourites.

•Madoka is a lot more casual about her regression. If your friends with her, she’ll probably admit it to you.

•She doesn’t slip too young, she mainly slips to 5 and above but sometimes goes a bit smaller if she’s upset and needs some extra attention.

•Her little gear included a pink pace, a few pairs of PJ’s, a sippy cup and plushies. Loads and loads of plushies, each of them are named of course. Little Madoka can’t sleep without at least one plush with her.

•Her playtime is usually just roleplaying as the plushies with her friends.

•Little Madoka is just a total sweetheart, she doesn’t really get fussy and loves any attention she can get, but that does mean she can get a little clingy.

•Her caregivers don’t mind though, she’s mainly cared for by Homeru but also Sayaka and Mami.

•Absolutely loved cuddles and head pats.

•Whenever she goes to bed, her caregiver has to kiss her forehead and also every single one of her plushies so that they have enough attention too.

•This is more general for every little on this list, but shouting is strictly off limits, they’re sensitive to it.

•She loves sweets when she’s little, but especially hot chocolate with marshmallows, it’s her favourite.

Sayaka

•Like Madoka, I can see her going either way!

•Like every single magical girl in the show, they desperately deserve a way to de-stress, but I also think she’d make a pretty good caregiver.

•When she’s a caregiver, Sayaka is a lot more stubborn with rules than Madoka since she knows it’s for the best. If her little breaks a rule, she normally just gives them a metaphorical slap on the wrist but if it keeps going, they’re put in timeout.

•She has a whole playlist of relaxing music if she wants to help her little calm down or go to sleep.

•Sayaka uses her powers to heal any ouchies her little may get, and also just to entertain them.

•Like Madoka, Sayaka’s physically affectionate if her little doesn’t mind, she loves carrying around littles.

•Sayaka frets over her littles a lot so she likes to check in on them when they’re sleeping to make sure they’re safe.

•Calls little things like, ‘Cutie’, ‘Sweetie’, or ‘Darling’.

•Her main little is Kyoko, but she also takes care of Madoka!

•Sayaka’s age ranges a lot when she’s little depending on her mood. If she just wants to be taken care of, she’ll slip to around three but if she just wants to be a kid, she’ll probably slip to seven, like Madoka.

•The two even have play dates if they slip at the same time.

•Due to that though, her little gear varies a lot. She has plenty of sippy cups, but also bottles. Her outfits always consist of skirts, she loves them when she’s small! Sayaka also has pacis and blankets, but doesn’t have many toys other than a few dolls.

•Just like when she’s big, she can be very stubborn when she’s little, so her caregivers usually have to negotiate or persuade her to go to sleep, eat something, etc.

•Physical touch for her is really dependant on if she’s in the mood. Sometimes she can’t get enough hugs and other times, she’ll throw a tantrum if she’s touched. She always loves praise and nicknames though.

•Even when she’s small, Sayaka can talk like a big girl.

•Her favourites to be called are ‘Angel’ (from Mami) and ‘Darling’ (Kyoko)

•Can be very fussy about bed times but she is out like a light the moment her head touches a pillow.

•She really loves listening to music when she’s little, to the point that headphones are part of her little gear. It also means that she loves lullabies, singing them or receiving them!

•Normally taken care of by Mami, Madoka and Kyoko!

Mami

•Mami is 100% a caregiver, she really enjoys taking care of littles!

•Calls little things like, ‘Angel’, ‘Cherub’, and ‘Baby’.

•Whatever a little needs, she will do it! Want to play dress up? She has more than enough outfits. Need to sit around and have some quiet time? She’ll have noise cancelling headphones. Want some snacks but don’t have any? She’ll happily make you something!

•Bakes treats ahead of time for her littles with Madoka.

•Mami loves brushing her littles hair and it’s always so gentle and calming. It’s also a way she gets her littles to relax and regress, just gently brushing their hair and asking them questions about their day.

•Normally carries around an extra little bag with her in case one of her friends regresses.

•Mami always speak to littles so softly and gives them all of her attention.

•She’s constantly complimenting her littles about how adorable and perfect they are!

•Tells her littles stories about her witch hunts, though they are very watered down to be child friendly.

•Has tea parties with her littles, where she gives them a ton of sweets, juice, tea, milk, hot chocolate, whatever they want really!

•If a little can only talk by babbling nonsense, Mami will nod along and respond like she understands what they’re saying.

•Mami takes care of everyone else in the Holy Quintet: Madoka, Sayaka, Homeru and Kyoko.

Homura

•Somebody give her a break, man-

•Homura is a flip!

•When she’s a caregiver, she’s not very good at showing affection, unless it’s with Madoka. It comes a little easier to her to praise and compliment the girl than it does with other littles.

•That doesn’t mean she doesn’t try though. Even though she primarily looks after Madoka, she still gets gift for small Kyoko.

•Homura is surprisingly well with kids! She didn’t socialise much in her teen years so she gets along with them much better!

•Homura calls her littles, ‘Precious’ or ‘Sunshine’, but she has to remind herself to use nicknames a lot, she usually just calls them by their real name.

•She’s a great person to play with, she’ll go along with basically anything her little wants.

•As long as it’s safe, she’s always watching her little to make sure they don’t get hurt.

•Homura puts everything she has into taking care of her littles, and is really good at figuring out their needs.

•Very protective of her littles, it’s her main way of showing affection.

•When Homura is little, she’s pretty much entirely non-verbal. It’s part of the reason she’s so good at understanding other littles when they’re non verbal!

•She mainly communicated through little squeaks or hums, or just by making grabby motions with her hands.

•She doesn’t have specific age ranges, she just describes herself as, ‘Baby’, or ‘Big Girl’.

•That’s if you can get her to describe herself at all, Homura is pretty closed off about her regression. It’s usually involuntary since she bottles it up until she mentally can’t handle it anymore and needs some small time.

•Luckily, Madoka and Mami are more than happy to provide the girl with that comfort!

•She really only even opened up to Madoka, nervously explaining how her regression worked and Madoka was more than supportive, even buying the girl her little gear!

•That gear includes a black paci, a bottle for when she’s small and a sippy cup with cute cats on it for when she’s a big girl! She also has a sketch pad to doodle in when she’s small, as well a black cat plushie she named Smoke.

•Homura does regress more often now with Madoka, with Mami taking care of her when Madoka is unavailable. She still loves being taken cared of by Mami though, mainly because she loves the attention!

•Speaking of, physical affection! She likes giving it out when she’s a caregiver because it lets her little know she cares but she loves receiving it even more! Cuddling is by far her favourite, and she loves snuggling with Smoke!

•Her favourite nicknames to be called are ‘Sweetie’ and ‘Baby’, both coming from Madoka.

•Homura uses her sketch book to draw out how she feels a lot of the time.

•Loves having her hair played with whenever she’s small, especially by Mami.

Kyoko

•My poor baby, she deserves the world.

•Kyoko is a flip but definitely more of a regressor than a caregiver!

•I see her regressing towards the age of 3, but she’ll go younger if she’s sleepy.

•Kyoko can be a grouchy little when she’s regressed, stubborn and loud. But that doesn’t stop Sayaka from being the best caregiver to her ever!

•She loves physical affection when she’s little, cuddling the most but being held is nice.

•Her favourite nicknames to be called are, ‘Cutie’ and ‘Darling’ from Sayaka, even if little Kyoko will claim that she is definitely not cute!

•She is lying, she’s adorable.

•Kyoko’s little gear includes a red paci, a bottle and a cheetah onesie she likes to wear, which Sayaka thinks is adorable. She normally isn’t up for play time but when she is, Sayaka doesn’t mind her borrowing her toys as long as she asks nicely.

•That can be a challenge for little Kyoko but her manners have gotten a lot better with Sayaka taking care of her!

•Kyoko has a lot of trouble talking when she’s small, either her words coming out as babbling or she can only get out a few words really quietly.

•Like Sayaka, she can be fussy about rules but given that Sayaka is also very stubborn, Kyoko normally ends up backing down and listening to her.

•Sayaka always make sure Kyoko knows she’s very appreciative of her when she does that.

•Kyoko cannot get enough food when she’s little, she’s constantly wanting more! It’s part of the reason why she loves hanging out with Madoka and Mami when she’s small, she loves the tea parties and the snacks! Sayaka still cooks for her and even buys her treats when she’s good.

•When she’s regressing to go to sleep though, Kyoko is pretty much a little angel. No fussing, no tantrums, just a tired girl needing to go to sleep, which her caregiver is more than happy to help her out with.

•When she’s feeling bigger though, bed time can be much harder for Kyoko so Sayaka just makes sure she’s tuckered out before then.

•Kyoko is a pretty decent caregiver! Like Homura, she’s not that good with showing affection, her compliments usually come off as more awkward but she does really mean it!

•Calls her littles things like ‘Rascal’, ‘Kiddo’ and calls Sayaka ‘Darling’ when she’s small.

•Her main way of showing affection to littles is by giving them food, but other than that, she also tells them stories (which Mami usually has to make sure are age appropriate), and she usually holds her little’s hand!

•Kyoko is surprisingly gentle with her little, mainly because she’s cautious she might accidentally hurt them.

•Sayaka is definitely her favourite person to take care of, she doesn’t mind how fussy or stubborn she gets, she can handle her tantrums quite well by giving her some time to get the emotions all out of her system. Afterwards, she’ll take Sayaka to somewhere quiet and put on sound music for her, and then ask if she wants to talk about her feelings.

•They’re so sweet I’m gonna get diabetes.

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Hiya against starlights! I’m taking a quick break from Hazbin content because I have been dying to pump out some Murder Drones Agere content, because it is very underrated and there is a new episode coming out which I am very, very excited for! Here’s some long overdue headcanons!

Ps, sorry for my absence, exams suck.

Tw: Mentioned knives, not proofread (very sleepy).

Uzi Doorman

•Uzi is a switch, that flips between an involuntary regressor and babysitter!

•Her age range can be anywhere from 2-6 depending on why she’s regressing, she’s normally younger if she’s scared or upset.

•Uzi wasn’t much of a fan of her regression, it totally ruined her dark and edgy aesthetic if she was acting like a little kid!

•Though, after meeting N and seeing him regress, she began to soften up juuuuust a little bit. She ended up slipping after the whole Promening ordeal and pretty much clung to N. She didn’t want to lose him again.

•And afterwards, she felt a lot better now that someone had taken care of her! N pretty much became Uzi’s full time caregiver after that, always trying to be there for the little one!

•Since she had a caregiver, she was actually about to regress more and slowly came to terms that it was a part of her.

•Uzi is scared of the dark when she’s little, part of her little gear is a night light that makes it look like they’re stars on her bedroom ceiling. She says it’s her ‘favouritest thing ever!’

•Speaking of her little gear, she has a purple paci along with some cozy black PJ’s to wear!

•She’s partially touch averse, things like hugs or kisses are a big no no, but being picked up, head pats, hand holding are all things she loved when she’s small.

•Uzi can be pretty quiet when she’s little, when she’s with someone she doesn’t know/like/doesn’t know about her regression, she just doesn’t talk at all. She’s really only verbal with N and V.

•She sees V like a big sister when she’s little, and V doesn’t have the heart to be mean to what’s basically a kid and plays along with her.

•Uzi likes nicknames when she’s little, even if she doesn’t show it her whole face lights up whenever she gets one!

•Her favourites are, ‘Baby Bat’, ‘Little Rascal’, and ‘Honey’.

•Uzi can get fussy when she’s little, not for any particular reason, she just doesn’t like listening to people all the time.

•N has to be patient with her to avoid tantrums.

•Uzi actually really loves bed time, she finds it peaceful, when she’s either a little or a caregiver!

•Uzi makes a pretty decent caregiver, usually to N.

•Has the vibes of a very chill babysitter, who says they hate kids but really doesn’t.

•N really cried once when he was little because he heard her say that, and she had to spent an hour comforting him and telling him she didn’t mean it.

•Can be a very relaxed babysitter, but whatever she says goes and she will not back down on that.

•Acts a bit softer with the littles just so she doesn’t upset them, is still pretty edgy though.

•Uzi sometimes makes little robots or machines to keep littles entertained when she can’t watch them fully! No rail guns though.

•She talks to littles like normal, and not like their a child. But she still uses nicknames for them and can be affectionate.

•Lowers herself down so she can look her littles in the eye when she’s talking to them.

•All in all, pretty fun and chill to be around when your little, especially if you wanna get away with things!

Serial Designation N

•Oh, the sweet baby boy. Literally.

•N is definitely a flip, though I see him forced into being a caregiver role more often than not. Not maliciously or anything, he just gets caught up with looking after Uzi and very rarely V. (Never J though, she still doesn’t like him, even if little).

•N is a pretty versatile caregiver. He’s able to lower himself down, so to speak, to his little’s personality/how they’re feeling. If he’s got a quieter little, he’ll also be quieter. If he has one that’s more excitable, he’ll be pretty happy and bubbly with him! If he has one that’s violent, well, that’s something he has to sort out.

•N first learned about regression through some books in the mansion, but didn’t think robots could do it until he saw V regressed once. Since then, he just took up the roll of being a caregiver.

•And he was (and still is) amazing at it! He keeps a bag with some emergency little gear (things like pacis or toys) in case anyone needs them, he never leaves the littles unsupervised, is great at calming them down or getting them to bed.

•Even though N is great is interacting with littles, he’s not the best when he’s the little.

•N’s age range can be from 7 to younger than that, again, depending on his mood, usually how stressed he is though.

•N first started regressing after everything that went down with Cyn, and didn’t really do well at hiding it on a small spaceship from V and J.

•J was still disinterested in the whole thing and basically pawned him off to V to take care of him, who did a decent job. She wasn’t that emotionally intelligent and usually just bribed him with toys, and rarely cuddles, to get him to stop crying.

•It probably took N a while to explore his little side, mainly because he didn’t have many opportunities to regress. Or rather he did, he just didn’t want to bother anyone.

•But oh my stars once he was more open, he became a total sweetie!

•N is definitely a very giggly little, everything is funny to him when he’s in his little space!

•He can be a little shy and usually keeps his hands over his mouth or his arms at his sides, he sometimes has trouble speaking but it depends on how he’s feeling. He can get pretty loud if he’s excited!

•N loves being picked up, but it’s a little difficult due to his size so it’s usually V who has to do it, or he’ll have to settle for sitting in someone’s lap (which he also loves)

•N’s little gear consists of a blue paci, some nice, comfy PJs, a couple sensory toys that he can fiddle with, with his hands and a golden retriever teddy that he called Vun!

•He LOVES Vun, little or big though he’s a lot more clingy to it when he’s little and practically needs to sleep, or power down with it.

•N has a hard time speaking if he’s feeling really small and has to rely on gestures, like holding up his arms if he wants to be carried, pointing to things he wants, etc.

•N really loves nicknames when he’s little, his favourites are ‘Special little guy’, ‘Sweetie’, ‘Darling’, and ‘Baby boy’!

•He calls his caregivers a variety of things, V is usually just V since it’s easy for him to say, Uzi is usually too hard for him to pronounce and he just babbles whenever he tries to say her name! Tessa is also one of his caregivers but they don’t get much time together.

•Had a really bad habit of thumb sucking before he got his paci.

•Not good with asking for things when he’s little so his caregivers have to make sure that N is doing what he wants to do and not just whatever’s easiest for everyone else.

•All in all, just a total sweetie, big or small!

Serial Designation V

•V is a flip (I’m saying that a lot, I can’t help it, these fit being a flip so well, I can’t imagine them not taking care of at least one of the others) whose regression is a lot more rare than N’s or even Uzi’s.

•I think she’d be more of a sleep regressor or even a trauma regressor, whichever it is though her regression is definitely involuntary.

•She wouldn’t want to be vulnerable like that in front of someone, so would try and hide to be alone while regressed.

•V generally regresses to around four, so she thinks she’s big enough to be on her own.

•She really likes small spaces when she’s small, like in a closet or underneath a bed, it feels secure.

•That’s also the reason part of her little gear is a weighted blanket, however those work for robots, she loves hiding underneath one! It’s best for her caregiver to leave her alone if she’s like that and not let know that they’re watching her, otherwise she’ll get grumpy someone’s interrupting her independent blanket time.

•Speaking of, her main caregiver is N and very rarely Uzi if N isn’t around or if Uzi doesn’t want to leave N while he’s taking care of V. V doesn’t outwardly dislike Uzi while she’s little, she could even be a little scared of her but N assured her that she’s safe there.

•She’s absolutely terrified of the Solver when she’s little, which isn’t much of a problem since it’s not like it’s just going to show up but she gets nightmares sometimes which really, really upset her.

•It’s one of the reasons she refuses to sleep alone while later, she’ll normally curl up next to someone since she doesn’t want outright cuddle with her caregiver but once she falls asleep, she usually clings to their arm.

•Other than her weighted blanket, V doesn’t have much little gear, she doesn’t really like using pacis but she has a ton of different PJ’s she likes getting into, some with little stars on them, some with angel wings, they’re all really important to her! She can’t really sleep without them when she’s small.

•One thing she really, really loves is lullabies, it doesn’t matter who she gets them from, she’ll be out like a light the moment she hears a lullaby.

•When she’s not sleepy, she has a few toys that she plays with, namely her bubble blowers since she’s not allowed to play with knives when small, also a stress ball because she likes squishing it.

•V has a love hate relationship with nicknames, she loves feeling small but when people treat her like she’s small, she can get upset and embarrassed, feeling like they’re talking down to her.

•The only nickname she’ll tolerate is ‘baby’.

•In terms of her being a caregiver, she does a pretty good job! She’s not amazing with kids but is a lot better at getting down to their level then someone like Uzi.

•As stated, she lowers her guard just a bit with the littles, she knows they actually think like children so she’s safe with them but being vulnerable is still hard.

•V’s really good at guessing what a little needs, even if they can’t/don’t feel like talking. They’ll be times where N could try for hours trying to find out what a baby Uzi wants and V just walks in and figures it out in a couple seconds.

•Not that attentive of littles, she’ll keep an eye on them for sure and stop them from getting hurt but wouldn’t really mind them doing something dangerous, like standing on high places.

•N usually has to look out for things like that.

•Speaking of, she loves little N, taking care of him feels like she’s making up for him looking after her when she was in a coma back at the mansion.

•Plus, he’s a sweetie and V is actually capable of carrying him so they just work well together.

•She doesn’t keep things like toys on her but she does have a bag of batteries to give to the littles as treats.

•Has a kind of stern mom energy to her when actually enforcing a role, she is a very stubborn caretaker and will get the littles to listen to her.

•She can have fun though, it’s one of the few times she can let down her guard with the group.

Serial Designation J

•J is the first person on this list that I see as strictly a regressor, I can’t really see her looking after someone else

•Plus she deserves some time to relax, being the leader of the murder drones and dealing with Tessa is definitely a lot.

•J regresses from about 1-5, she needs some baby time where someone can take care of her.

•In the mansion, it was always Tessa looking after her so she stopped regressing after she was sent away on missions and couldn’t see her anymore, but did slip up a few times with V.

•She basically threatened her to not tell anyone about it, she was obviously mortified of being in a small state of mind in front of her.

•J was meant to be a leader after all and behaving like that wasn’t…leader-ish to her but that was just the first crack in the wall as she found she actually liked V as a caregiver and would slip around her more frequently, but it was still pretty rare.

•J also tried to look after a regressed V once to ‘make things even’ but failed hard and only managed to get V to go to sleep to keep her calm. It’s why she’s only a regressor.

•J considered letting N look after her but, no.

•How she acts when she’s small depends on why she regressed as it’s usually involuntary. Generally, she can be a bossy little who also demands attention, essentially a Princess regressor.

•One thing she loves while being little is sitting in between her caregiver’s legs and having her hair brushes, she finds it really relaxing.

•Surprisingly, J can be a bit physically clingy when she’s little. Normally when she’s smaller or sleepy , she’ll try and hug her body around her caregiver’s.

•She had a ton of little gear, namely sparkly outfits and PJ’a, some pink or yellow pacis, a few auditory toys (like pressing them and they make a sound) and also a white noise machine. Being able to relax is super important to her little routine and she will throw tantrums if something is bothering her.

•J doesn’t have total meltdowns though, she’ll throw one or two things or maybe flail her arms and legs about for a bit if she’s frustrated just to get it out of her system. Afterwards, she’ll still be a bit grumpy but as long as her caregiver can help her relax, she’ll be fine.

•One random thing that J loves while little is money, coins, notes, she loves holding it, playing with it, eating it occasionally. One of the toys she had a piggy bank.

•Tessa was the first person she regressed around and she became very clingy to her once she got to regress more afterwards.

•Tessa honestly loved little J, she could be demanding but she was also so much more happier and adorable; J being little was the first time Tessa heard her laugh. She was too smiley and giddy to not give her all the attention she wanted.

•And J, clearly being someone who wants the attention of people with authority, ie Tessa, soaked it all up.

•J can be really protective over the little gear she got from Tessa. Since she can’t regress with her anymore, it’s the next best thing. She ended up crying and regressing when she thought she lost one of her pacis but V helped her find it.

•J’s speech while little isn’t the best, when she’s feeling a little bigger, she can actually speak pretty well but for when she’s smaller, it’s mainly just babbling.

•She loves being praised for anything while she’s little, knowing she’s doing something good when she’s in a headspace that doesn’t feel productive is really nice for her.

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And that’s all I’ve got for this post, starlights! I was originally gonna try and write some Tessa Headcanons but episode 7 put me through a roller coaster of emotions, so I wasn’t sure how to write for her! If I do, it’ll probably just be younger Tessa! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed these, lemme know if you want to see anymore!

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Well, as (sorta promised), here are some of my other Hazbin Hotel Age Regression headcanons! I say sort of as I most likely won’t include Sir Pentious, and I’ll just bunch him in with the other miscellaneous characters that I like! Sorry about that but regardless, let’s go on with the show!

Hazbin Hotel Age Regression Headcanons, Part 2.

Alastor, The Radio Demon

•No one really knows what his deal is, I mean, the dude’s from the 30’s, he’s like prehistoric. No one expected him to know what age regression was, let alone indulge it.

•That was until he was seen casually taking care of a regressed Niffty, playing with her in the living room of the hotel.

‘Why, of course I know what regression, how else would I be taking care of this little darling Niffty here?’

•He just left at that, he didn’t explain much, people just accepted it as a fact of life.

•From what people have seen, he’s entirely a caregiver, mostly for Niffty but sometimes watches over Charlie if he’s feeling up for it.

•He likes talking to littles, but not in the same way Charlie does, he mainly acts like he’s gossiping with her.

‘Abababababa!’

‘(Gasp), I cannot believe she said that, she really shouldn’t be talking, I wish I had her confidence.’

•Alastor doesn’t like being touched, and that stays true with littles. He has no problem grabbing them or holding them, but touching him is where the line is drawn.

•The most he’ll do is let them hold his hand if they’re scared.

•Has to be reminded not to accidentally spook the little with any of his…everything.

•Has no idea what to do if a little starts crying and just dumps them onto Husk. Or, he’ll use his microphone to play some soothing music for them, which sometimes works.

•Also, he makes the best food for his littles, I’ve always believed Alastor is an amazing cook and he can make practically anything a little wants!

•He calls littles, ‘Tiny Demons, Deerlings, Little Shadow, Princess (Charlie specific).

•Won’t really admit it but he likes taking care of littles. Even if it’s his ‘duty’ as manager of the hotel, he has a genuine liking to them.

•He’s not the safest with littles, he keeps them sheltered from most of Hell, because it’s Hell and that place sucks, but would honestly just watch if they climbed up some place high or played with a knife.

•Alastor keeps makes his shadows watch them at all times though, in case they seem like they’ll really hurt themself.

•He’ll also kill and or eat anyone who so much as makes one of his littles cry, not in front of them of course.

•No one knows if Alastor regresses or not, people are too scared to ask him, so they go to Husker but even he doesn’t know. Alastor is an enigma, after all.

Husker

•Husker is a caregiver! He never felt a need to be little, and really really took a long time to understand it.

•It took a while to wrap his head around the fact that people actually felt like a child when they were little, and weren’t just acting.

•He sort of understood it with Niffty, but really understood it with Angel. He always thought Angel was fake but could recognise that the way he acted when he was small but anything but.

•It was kinda like a moment where everything clicked for him.

•He wasn’t really interested in being a caregiver or looking after kids, by all accounts, he hates them.

•Still, Husk acts as a de facto babysitter of the hotel, especially if the littles just need some time to chill. Other people can be a liiittle hyper.

•So, Husker was stuck with a bunch of kids a lot of the time, he wasn’t exactly a fan but he didn’t hate it either.

•Once he learned how to take care of them mostly, keeping their little gear on hand (he has a bunch of bottles, juice and milk in the bar for them), giving them attention, he got the hang of it.

•He really cannot deal with tantrums though, and has to find someone else to before he ends up snapping at them which he wouldn’t want.

•He has the kind of vibe of a babysitter that’s just honest with the kids he babysits, and finds it amusing to lie to them about little things.

‘Hu-Husk, why are you a c-cat?’

‘It’s cause I ate a bunch of fur when I was alive.’

•It’s comedy gold to him.

•He never acts mean to littles, just a little blunt at times.

•Isn’t the best at handling crying but still tries, he doesn’t really do bottle feeding but he’ll do his best to calm a little down!

Niffty

•I imagine Niffty as a total regressor, I don’t think she’d be one for taking care of others!

•Her age range can be anywhere from 2-5!

•Her regression is mostly voluntary though sometimes she slips without even realising.

•She’s very hyper when she’s little, usually talking very fast and bouncing around the place!

•She loves piggy back rides, it makes her feel tall! Her favourite thing to do is get a piggy back ride off Husk and have him fly her around!

•She calls Husker ‘kitty’ when he’s regressed; Alastor’s her dada and Charlie’s her mama!

•Niffty finds Alastor more fun and prefers hanging out with him, but Charlie can be more comforting at times!

•Being taken care of by the two of them is like a dream for her, or when she gets to have play dates with a little Charlie.

•With Husker though, she finds him a bit boring but loves being able to blabber at him for hours and hours.

•She can talk fairly well when she’s a slightly bigger age but when she’s really tiny, it’s mostly babbles.

•Niffty doesn’t have that much little gear, she has this horrifying stitched together plushie that no one can really tell what it’s supposed to be, along with a red and black paci that Alastor got for her! She also has a pair of white PJ’s with light purple tints to them!

•She doesn’t really care for touch when she’s little, but she loves receiving gifts, usually sweets though; she goes absolutely insane for anything with sugar!

•Husker had to put a lock on one of cabinets as Niffty got in one time and ate half a bag of sugar.

•The one thing she hates about and gets fussy over is nap time, she always tries to weasel her way out of it and claim she’s not tired even if she’s actively fighting to stay awake.

•This usually goes on until Charlie says she’ll read her a story, or Alastor plays her some music that helps her fall asleep. After just a couple seconds of her head being on the pillow, she’ll be out like a light!

•Niffty does like nick names when regressed but she honestly couldn’t care what she’s called, even if it’s insulting she’ll think it’s a compliment!

•Still though, her caregivers stick to a couple! Alastor calls her ‘Little Darling’, Charlie calls her, ‘Sweetie’, and Husk calls her ‘Brat’.

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Whew, and that’s the main six done! It took a bit out of me, but I’m glad I got all this out of my system, it was fun to write! This doesn’t mean I’m done with Hazbin though, I still have other characters and I obviously want to write a fic at some point! Also I’m fine if you want to send in character requests for any headcanons, just keep in mind I may be busy! Thanks for reading starlights, I’ll hopefully be back soon with more cool stuff!

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Still a bit busy but I wanted to keep making some Agere content since I haven’t had much of a chance! And what better show to give Headcanons for the freshly released Hazbin Hotel?

Hazbin Hotel Age Regression Headcanons

Charlie Morningstar

•A flip, with a slight lean towards being a regressor!

•She prefers taking care of others then being taken care of herself, even if she knows it’s probably good for her.

•Her age range when she’s little is around 3-6, she doesn’t like feeling really small.

•She absolutely LOVES toys! Any toys, stuffies, action figures, plastic toys, she could play with them for hours and never get bored.

•While that’s some of her main little gear, she also has a pair of PJ’s, a sippy cup and a white paci for when she’s small.

•Talkative while little, but not to the point of babbling. She still has a lisp though (Vaggie thinks it’s adorable).

•Charlie hates being alone when she’s little, she’s always trying to be near someone. She also appreciated physical touch but it isn’t a must for her.

•Can be a bit of a stubborn little, mainly around toys and nap time.

•Can be really emotional when she’s little, like how she was when Angel forgave her (that scene was so agere coded)

•Loves nicknames, her favourites are Princess, Little Ducky (from Lucifer), Char-Char!

•Had play-dates with Razzle and Dazzle (they gotta look after her!)

•Her main caregiver is Vaggie, with some of the other hotel members acting as a babysitter.

•And oh my stars, when she’s a caregiver-

•Her littles are getting absolutely spoiled rotten, it doesn’t matter what they want, Charlie is getting it for them (as long as it’s kid friendly)

•A bit of a hands on caregiver, ready to give her littles anything they need!

•They want snacks? She’s got it. Need a nap? She’s already got a bedtime story. Wanna stay up late and keep playing? Well, she’s sure no one will find out…

•She has a very hard time saying no to littles, but will do if she knows it will help them in the long run.

•Tries to mix in some rehabilitation with the hotel members when they’re little, but it doesn’t work too well.

•Always makes sure to respond to the little talking, even if it’s just babbling.

‘Awabah-ababa!’

‘Mhmm, oh that’s really interesting little one!’

•Treats her littles so softly, she never ever raises her voice

•To sum it, if you want to be absolutely spoiled and taken care of, Charlie’s your girl.

Vaggie

•Vaggie is a flip, with a caregiver lean! Though she can regress pretty heavily.

•She normally regresses when she’s stressed, with her age range being anywhere from 1-7 depending on her mood!

•Is surprisingly shy and quiet when little, she doesn’t like talking that much because of her own lisp. Mainly communicates through pointing and various gestures.

•Wants to be around Charlie so bad when she’s regressed, Pentious tried to hold her once when Charlie when to get her something and she started crying.

•Scared of the dark when she’s little.

•She’s not big on playing when regressed, she just wants a couple hours when she can relax and be taken care of.

•Speaking of, she loves having her hair brushes when she’s little (and big honestly), she finds it super relaxing!

•An odd piece of little gear she has a lava lamp, since she’s somewhat moth related, she loves looking at lights and could stare at a lava lamp for hours.

•Other then that, she has some comfy clothes, a purple pacifier and a bottle for when she’s feeling extra tiny.

•Not as much of a fan of nicknames but still likes them. Her favourites are, ‘Baby, Precious and Little one.’

•She also has small plushie of a moth to help her go to sleep!

•Her caregiver is Charlie and she’ll occasionally let Husk babysit, but that’s very rare.

•Now, onto the Caregiver. She’s canonically bad with kids, but I imagine she learned to try and deal with littles, especially after learning Charlie regresses.

•And oh my God, she thinks Charlie is absolutely precious. She cannot get enough of being with the girl when she’s tiny.

•Had to physically hold back aww’ing and squeezing the life out of her.

•Likes holding and coddling Charlie, who also loves the attention!

•Can be a stern caregiver with things like safety and bedtime, but is usually more lenient.

•She only acts stern if it’ll help the little out more.

•Not good at talking to littles, but makes an effort, and usually fails. She’s able to understand what they want though and normally had no problem helping them out.

•Vaggie keeps a lot of her little’s gear on her at all times, she doesn’t want to leave them alone and end up having them get hurt.

•She’s mainly Charlie’s caregiver, but doesn’t mind babysitting Niffty, Angel or even Pentious at times!

•Not good with giving nicknames to littles and normally sticks to, ‘Little one, Big Girl/Boy/Kid or Baby’ depending on their age range!

Angel Dust

•Once again, a flip with a regressor lean!

•He’s an involuntary regressor and a sleep regressor! He normally regressed due to stress from his job, general bad mood swings or just from being super tired.

•He has an age range of 2-5.

•Whenever he does regress from being in a bad mood, he gets really frustrated for not being able to ‘keep his regression in check’ which normally ends in a crying fit in his room.

•It took him a long time for him to ever regress in front of someone at the hotel, and even then it wasn’t voluntary. Charlie just followed him up to his room after he ran up there after work.

•And oh, was it mortifying for him. Charlie made sure to reassure the boy, being able to get through to him a little easier when he was small, but Angel was still a little scared of her making a big deal out of this.

•And for the most part, she didn’t! She had a quick talk with him the day after to make sure he had a caregiver if he really needed one, and he does!

•Cherri Bomb is Angel’s babysitter for once he’s regressed, and she doesn’t fully understand it, but knows to tone herself down whenever he’s small.

•Calls him ‘sweetie’ or ‘honey as a nickname, and holds his hand if he gets scared.

•Whenever he’s depressed while little, she’ll just lay with them until he feels better or falls asleep.

•Can be a brat when he doesn’t get his way, but only throws tantrums if he’s really small. It usually doesn’t get to that point though, he feels too immature with Cherri and Charlie is very understanding.

•After he’s calmed down, he normally whispers a little ‘sorry’

•Didn’t have much little gear before the hotel, but Charlie left a cat plushie and a pink paci in a gift box in his room. He never mentioned it but he loved them!

•When he’s a ‘big kid’ (still small), he can talk pretty well but gets hung up on his big words. He also finds it hard to walk due to his spider-like body, and begrudgingly holds someone’s hand to keep him stable (he secretly likes it)

•Can be touch averse sometimes after work, but other times he doesn’t mind it. Though he’s not good at making it clear (no fault to him, he’s just a baby)

•Eventually, Husker became his babysitter and that developed into being his caregiver (we stan Huskerdust in this household).

•Husk doesn’t like kids too much, but puts up with the littles and always makes them feel welcome. Angel really needs that, when he’s small, he doesn’t feel very useful for the hotel (he doesn’t when he’s big either)

•Loves to play with Husk’s wings and ears!

•When he’s regressing because he’s sleepy, he becomes the sweetest little thing! He has a baby blanket specifically for when he’s tiny and needs sleep, and can be fussy without at.

•Very quiet, normally just tugs on someone’s sleeve until they turn around and notice him, before helping him get ready for bed.

•He loves nicknames too, his favourites are Sparkles, Bambino, or Lil guy.

•He isn’t as much of a caregiver as he is a babysitter.

•He doesn’t know that many people that regress, and honestly felt a little alone before the hotel. Seeing Niffty be small for the first time was like a weight being lifted off of his shoulders.

•Calls littles things like ‘Squirt, Spiderling, or Prince/Princess/Little royal.’

•Six arms act as six scoopers to cradle littles with! He’s shockingly good at it, being held by him is dream because of how fluffy he is!

•Has no problem playing along with littles, he’s an ‘actor’ after all! He actually enjoys it a bit, especially tea parties with Niffty!

•If someone else is taking care of a little, he’ll claim that he won’t help out, but somehow the little’s bed is made already before nap time, or their bottle will be filled up, wonder who did that~!

•Can calm a little down from crying, like he did with Niffty when she was drunk, a whole lot of shushing and cradling!

•Is pretty lenient with the littles but of course, doesn’t let them do anything unsafe.

•He gave Niffty a gun once though, it was unloaded.

•Throws dance parties with littles to get them to let out some energy before bedtime.

•Speaking of, he’s pretty good at that too! As stated, being held by him is like resting on a cloud, you’d already be sleepy by the time he’s carrying you up to bed!

•Gives his littles nicknames in Italian and totally lies about what they mean if he’s asked.

•He mainly takes care of Niffty, Charlie and Sir Pentious!

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Well that’s all I’ve got in me for now folks! I’ll probably do a part two to cover Alastor, Husker, Niffty and Sir Pentious, along with some other favourites of mine when I have time! Sorry if these are a little rambly, I wrote this all in one sitting and just wanted to get my thoughts on this show out! Hope you enjoyed, bye!

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AN: I watched Amphibia for the first time recently so, I’m sorry if this is OOC at all!!

Don’t Wanna Be Alone

Summary: Marcy wakes up in the middle of the night, regressed with no one around, so she decides to go find her friend!

Characters: Little Marcy, Caregiver Anne

Warnings: SFW Age regression, DNI if NSFW,

Marcy’s time in Amphibia had been nothing short of a blessing for the overly energetic girl. The world, especially Newtopia had been the fantasy adventure she’d always dreamed of having, weird, terrifying creatures and all. She had filled every page of her journal with nothing short of unbridled, yet still neatly written passion. The formally socially awkward school girl has reinvented herself into a brilliant inventor and strategist, excelling to the point where she had become friends with the King.

She loved every bit of her new life, she had friends, confidence, a whole new world to explore and study, but there was one, or rather two people missing that would complete this. Anne and Sasha. Marcy’s two friends that she missed oh so much, don’t get her wrong, her life was so, so great now but she just wished she could share it with the two people she cared the most about. Alas, no matter how hard she looked, they were nowhere to be found, presumably appearing in a wildly different area of Amphibia. She tried to brush it off, saying that she’d get to ask them about it once they found each other, but nothing could deny the aches in their heart or those tight, drowning knots in their stomach whenever Marcy thought about the too for long. That didn’t mean she would stop thinking though.

Besides, she did get them stranded here to go on an adventure together but that wasn’t going according to plan…

That what she tried to think about less.

Luckily, at least one of her problems sorted itself out when Anne quite literally turned up at her doorstep, and after around a twenty minute long adventure with some kind of moral lesson to be learned, they were finally back home. Well at least at Marcy’s home, the palace. They honestly couldn’t get enough of the look on Anne’s face when she saw where they had been living, wishing that shed been here from the start. The girl certainly looked quite disheveled, she’d have to ask Anne where on Earth her other shoe went and why she hadn’t bothered to replace it. But that wasn’t why she’d brought Anne here.

The Plantars needed a place to stay while in Newtopia, and Andrias was a, supposedly, nice king so it was no problem for them to stay in one of the lavish guest rooms, the items in it probably being worth more money then they’d ever seen. That was…a real problem, Marcy would have to find a way to sort that one out. Begrudgingly, she gave Anne some space to unwind after a brutally long day, knowing they’d see each other in the morning.

Marcy retreated into her room, pulling off their long fluffy boots and leaving them next to a well made, sparkling bed which she plopped herself down on. They hummed as they opened their heavy journal, sitting it on her lap, scribbling away about everything that happened in the day, their hand nearly shaking with excitement as they wrote Anne’s name.

Marcy obviously knew Anne was here, she’d seen them nothing more then five minutes ago, but seeing it right there, written on the page…she’d really found her. After all this time, she wouldn’t be alone in the castle anymore, they could have sleepovers and pull pranks just like back at home! They giggled cheerfully at the thought, continuing to write and doodle away with a giddy, smiling expression worn on her face.

Marcy only began to notice how lost in their writing she truly was when the light began to fade from her room, leaving a pleasant, warm illumination for a more freezing void like shadow that crept over the whole room.

‘Night already?’ They yawned, thinking allowed. It was only now they realised they spent the better part of a couple hours gushing about Anne and all her memories about her, filling up a good amount of pages with the love coated ink. Marcy blushed a little at this realisation, promptly shutting their journal and hoisting it up. She patted the top of it as she left it on her desk, hanging up her coat and cloak since she was already standing up. It was also only now that they realised how tired today had made them, their blinks becoming longer like it was trying to coax her to sleep, her movements being more slow and sluggish. Marcy sighed and rubbed her temples, dragging herself over to her own bathroom, quickly brushing her teeth with a newt substitute for toothpaste, which she hoped was safe to use.

After a bit, the exhausted girl practically crawled her way over to her bed, having barely managed to get herself into her PJ’s without passing out. But once her face hit her pillow, she was already out like a light.

Unfortunately for Marcy though, it seemed like her body was working against her as she awoke herself barely even an hour later, into one of the darker corners of the light. Maybe she was doing too much work before bed and interrupting her sleep patterns…again. But that wasn’t what she should be worrying about.

For some reason that Marcy couldn’t put together right now, something felt so, so wrong. Sure, their bed was really comfortable and warm and she could just snuggle up under there until she fell asleep again, but she didn’t wanna! There was one massive problem that she couldn’t put her finger on until she cautiously peered her eyes out from the protective confines of her blanket, looking around the room like a cat deciding if somewhere was safe. But she was nothing. And she realised what the problem was.

No one else was with her. She just got Anne back, everything should be great for her, but she wasn’t here. She knew she sounded clingy, that her friend couldn’t always be with her, but they wanted her to be! Being alone felt like the biggest problem ever to her right now, and proactive as always, Marcy went to solve it. Anything to get her out of the room anyway, that terrifying, lonely room.

Stepping quietly out of the hall, which looked a lot bigger then she remembered, Marcy kept their hands curled up to their chest, making small, teetering steps against the carpeted, well made floors. Her eyes squinted as she tried to read the numbers on the doors, letting out a frustrated whine at each one that wasn’t Anne’s. The self proclaimed artificer was so close to giving up, to just accept that she’d be alone and cry her eyes out until Olivia found her…but, that was something she did when she was little. And she didn’t need that write now.

Marcy had become so much more confident and hardworking since landing in Newtopia, they thought that maybe, just maybe they’d gotten rid of their little side. But it sprung back up, a couple weeks into her stay after so long suppressing it, it came bursting right it with little her crying in her room. Luckily it was Olivia that found her, who didn’t persist with any questions afterwards but still, she worked hard to make others perceive as a strong adventurer, or to be accepted. To be seen as normal. To regress would be to through all that away, so, she wasn’t regressed, no matter how much she just wanted to curl up in Anne’s arms, how much she wanted a toy to keep her hands busy, how much she wanted a paci.

How much she didn’t want to be alone.

Marcy pushed down her fears, trying to put on a brace face as she considered making the isolated walk back to her room before her sleepy eyes glanced over one of the doors in the castle. Anne’s room! She finally did it, all by herself like a big girl teenager. After bouncing on the spot for a little while, a big smile on her face, she shakily ran over to the door before knocking at it, quickly but gently.

Marcy pushed down her fears, trying to put on a brave face as she considered making the isolated walk back to her room before her sleepy eyes glanced over one of the doors in the castle. Anne’s room! She finally did it, all by herself like a big girl (cross out) teenager. After bouncing on the spot for a little while, a big smile on her face, she shakily ran over to the door before knocking at it, quickly but gently.

The excited student turned artificer swung about on her heels, arms buzzing and twitching with excitement at her sides, beaming up at the door like it was the best thing since sliced bread. When it finally opened, she had to suppress a squeal in her throat at the start of the bushy haired, messy, most perfect girl she knew staring down at her, seeming a little tired and confused.

‘Mar-Mar?’

She yawned, while Marcy just stayed looking up at her, her smile getting a little wider at the nickname.

‘What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be asleep?’ Anne asked her, seeming a little skeptical about why she was here though that was probably her time in Amphibia talking. Nothing ever seemed simple here. Now that March actually had to answer the question as to why she was here, they couldn’t help but blush over how childish it seemed. Not being able to handle being alone, having to come all the way here in covet of the scary, dark night to see her friend just so she wouldn’t be so scared. There was no way they could tell Anne that, she’d think that they were small right now! Which she wasn’t! Marcy had to think quickly, and blabbered out a lie.

‘I..uh, I jus’ missed you!’ Smiling up at Anne like an angel, Marcy desperately hoped the Thai girl would buy it, even though it technically wasn’t a lie. For the most part she did, Anne could tell there was something going on with them, but had no idea what it is and didn’t want to pry. Instead, she just kneeled down a bit to be at Marcy’s eye level, something that made her feel oh so tiny.

‘How about we go back to your room then? I’ve missed out sleepovers,�� she admitted in a hushed whisper, hoping not to disturb anyone else. Anne would get a response very quickly, Marcy nodding up and down and squealing a little under her breath, the feelings of excitement bubbling up inside her brain and washing away her maturity.

Anne decided not to make the impatient girl wait, wondering why she was acting..different. She couldn’t put her finger on it just yet, but they seemed a lot more excitable then normal, more bouncy, more giggly.

Though as they walked, the self proclaimed artificer/rogue seemed to be stepping a lot more close to Anne, to the point where their arms were brushing against each other with every step. Anne looked down at her friend, seeing that she was looking down, playing with her fingers a little; a nervous habit she’d grown to recognise. Delicately, she planted her fingertips on Marcy’s arms so they knew she was there, before tracing her hand down to Marcy’s, interlocking their fingers in a gentle, protective manner.

Marcy practically cooed at this, walking in the dark was scary, even with Anne. They had no idea how they managed to make the perilous journey before, but was just glad Anne was with them this time.

‘Fank you!’

Marcy exclaimed sweetly, her voice having a distinctive lisp to it, sounding more carefree and…childish. It suddenly clicked with Anne, why Marcy was clingy, why she was more giggly and absent minded to the world around her. Why she didn’t want to be alone.

‘Hey, Marbles,’ she began, talking slowly as they approached Marcy’s room, bumping open the door as she got the two of them inside before continuing the conversation, hoping it would make her feel safer.

‘Mhm?’ Marcy hummed back, tilting her face to look at Anne, looking like a baby deer.

‘Don’t take the wrong way,’ Anne began, already not liking how she was phrasing this but she knew she had to stay committed.

‘But are you..small right now? You just seem a little more..’ with her free hand, Anne placed the side of her hand next to her head before lowering it down, making it literally appear smaller.

Marcy looked horrified at the small question, her hand squeezing against Anne’s for a moment as she stared, half blankly and half fearfully. She had totally forgotten that Anne even knew about her regression in her own joy to see her again, and now she was gonna think that they were just a little kid, who needed to be coddled and couldn’t do anything for themselves. Everything they’d done in Newtopia to become reputable and…and normal, something they never got back home, would be gone! Olivia knowing was terrifying, Marcy knew neither of them would tell anyone but couldn’t help but be on edge whenever it was brought up. How would people in Amphibia even take it? Could she lie to them about it? No, that would make things so much worse, like it was with the Music Box, like it was with everything-!

‘Marcy!’ Anne gasped in front of her friend’s face, a couple tears beginning to fall down their cheeks. Marcy didn’t even realise they were zoning out and could only stare up pitifully at their friend, lip shaking, sniffling at the cruel thoughts of their own mind.

‘Shh, shh, it’s okay Marbles, it doesn’t matter to me if your big or small right now, mkay?’ Anne said, though her tone was leaning towards the latter; she already knew. But there wasn’t any judgement or even disinterest on her expression targeted towards the little, she looked concerned and care, eyes locked on Marcy as her thumbs gently wiped away her tears. Marcy just shuffled closer to her, desperate for any comfort, desperate not to be alone. They buried their face in Anne’s neck and wrapped her arms around the the taller girl.

‘Now, hun, do you wanna tell me what’s got you all worked up or is that a bit too big for you right now?’ Anne asked, making no effort to hide that she knew Marcy was little right now. There was no point to it, she needed the comfort.

Marcy babbled for a few seconds, not trying to hide it as a wave of sorrow got caught up in her throat from how soft she was being treated. When she finally got her words out, they were mixed in with snivels and quiet sobs.

‘I-I ain’ su-suppos’d to b-be lil’..I wanted to do be-better here!’

Marcy cried, getting frustrated as they stomped their foot on the ground, crying a little harder onto Anne’s warm body. In response, Anne began rubbing circles into Marcy’s back, squeezing her a little tighter in their hug.

‘Oh, baby, no, no, you’ve been doing so well here! You still are!’

Stubbornly, the little looked up at Anne, unsure of what she was getting it. She couldn’t be doing good if she was just a little kid right now!

‘You’ve done so much for Newtopia, and you’ve become a hero down here! There’s no shame in needing a little time to relax however you feel like, sweetie, no matter what I’ll always be proud of my special little adventurer.’

The words cut into Marcy lovingly, by the time Anne got to that sweet nickname at the end, she was crying even more. But not from sadness, Marcy just couldn’t handle all those big emotions right now. Anne being proud of her? It was validating, it felt like she’d just been given permission to be herself. The little adventurer kept babbling out something that resembled, ‘I love you’ to Anne, even if it was a little hard to tell with her lisp.

‘Aww, I love you too, just don’t hold off on being little when you need to, okay sunshine?’

Their friend asked, looking at Marcy patiently, keeping a hand lightly clung to their arm.

‘M-mhm!’ Marcy nodded. Slowly, the raven haired artificer regained some composure, still feeling pretty small, staring up at Anne with a smiling, slightly tear stained face.

‘Do-does dis mean you’ll s-stay with me?’

Beaming right back, Anne ruffled Marcy’s hair, her touch not leaving Marcy’s body.

‘Of course I will, I’d love to spend time with my little angel!’

Finally, Marcy wasn’t alone, whether she was big or small.

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Starlights! Been a while! Here’s a teensy update about how I’ll be doing my first Regressuary!

As much as I would love to post a fic everyday, it isn’t possible with my current situation and the posts will be a bit more sporadic, I’ll still push out as much content as I can for whatever fandoms I feel the most interested in! Thank you all for being patient!

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Hiii everyone!! I haven’t written many fics and that’s because I’m saving them all for Regressuary but there’s one teeny tiny problem to that, mainly I don’t know when Regressuary actually is! So if anyone could tell me what month it is, that’d be greatly appreciated! Thanks!!

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Hiii everyone!! I know my blog has been really inactive but I’m going to save all my fics until Regressuary, in the meantime here’s some headcanons someone wanted!!

Caine Caregiver Headcanons

•Found out by regression fairly quickly through the residents of the circus

•Had to do his own research on it since his AI wasn’t trained for it. After a couple years he’s become a really good caregiver

•Knows how to do with overstimulated littles and things like tantrums really easily

•Calls littles things like ‘sunshine’ or ‘little adventurer’

•Made a play area for the littles near the back of the circus where it’s nice and quiet

•Carries littles around if they’re feeling tired, and even flies them around if they enjoy it!

•He keeps a close eye on littles and even gets Bubble to watch them, very rarely (she cannot be trusted)

•Tells a lot of silly dad jokes in an overtop way, does that thing where his tongue and eyes pop out when he delivers the punchline

•Watches the littles when they’re asleep to make sure they’re okay, good at putting them to bed as well

•Will respond littles even when they’re just babbling, just saying things like ‘oh, that’s really interesting’

•Tries to keep calm when taking care of littles but finds them really adorable, he also noticed when someone isn’t regressing and coaxes them in it if they’re comfortable enough

•Makes specialised adventures for littles to go on, with supervision of course

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Alright, alright, I know I made this blog months and months ago but I was hit with a lot of stuff! I have some unfinished drafts that I’m playing to finish and post to liven up this blog, but I couldn’t resist writing this one!

Little Jester

Characters: Little! Pomni, Caregiver! Ragatha

Warnings: SFW Age Regression (NSFW DNI), crying, not proofread.

Summary: Pomni’s having a hard time readjusting to her new environment and ends up slipping, Ragatha comes to help her out.

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Sleep didn’t come easy inside the Amazing Digital Circus, there was a certain air of unease that never quite left what your body had became. It was a feeling of reverse nostalgia, being in a situation that no one could fathom, a feeling of being alone and scared and trapped inside a body that wasn’t yours. That uneasy was keeping two of the circus members up.

Ragatha stared over to the door of her room, a blanket lazily draped over half her body to combat the lonely cold. She’d been staring, rotten, at the door of her room for a good half hour at this point, letting her infectious thoughts slog through her exhausted mind with no filter. If you’d ask her in the morning, she probably couldn’t tell you a single thought that went through her mind that night, it was just a cycle of meaningless garbage.

That was until, she heard something soft and quiet outside her door. Gently footsteps accompanied by little sniffling, walking past her door and then down the corridor. Ragatha waited until the dark hallway was silent again before rising from her bed, considering what to do. The doll had always been the one to comfort people in the circus and had grown to be quite good at it. Without a second thought, she rose up to her feet and exited the confines on where she slept to the now empty hallway.

Ragatha turned to the right, seeing nothing but the slightly illuminated show room of the circus where the mysterious person had limped past her room. She walked down the corridor and glanced around the large room, before hearing some hushed, fragile sobbing from behind a corridor. Silently approaching, Ragatha leaned her head over to see a small, curled up finger, clad in a vibrant blue and red, shaking. The light yellow balls at the edges of their hat shook and jingled with each sob, the girl’s face squished against her knees to try and hide herself away from the wall.

‘Pomni?’ Ragatha asked softly, making the said jester damm near jump into the air with a squeal. Pomni scrambled on her hands and feet backwards, a frightened look on her tear stained face which she tried so desperately to hide from Ragatha. She yelped as her back hit a wall, bringing her shaking hands to her face to try and hide herself. The poor thing looked frightened beyond belief, her eyes wide and wet with tears, donning a red and blue look to them.

Ragatha was a little taken aback by just how spooked Pomni was but decided to push that down to try and help her. She didn’t know Pomni that well yet since she was a newcomer but that all the more reason she had to look out for her. Ragatha was probably one of the only people who understood what Pomni was going through, everyone in the circus did but the doll was the best one at empathising. She was what Pomni needed right now.

Ragatha knelt down to be at eye level with Pomni, making her cheeks go slightly red from the action. She wore a gentle smile on her face as she looked at Pomni, her eyes soft and attentive to her.

‘Hey there, it’s okay, you don’t need to be scared,’

Pomni squeaked a little, lowering her hands just enough to be able see the comforting woman in front of her. She was still enough for Ragatha to get a better look at her, Pomni hadn’t stopped shaking and her eyes looked a lot more…innocent then normal, like a lost puppy. Ragatha smiled gently at the girl, holding her arms out to her side to show the girl she wasn’t a threat. Pomni’s eyes glanced over the woman, conflicted on what to do with her.

On most other occasions, Pomni would take up the offer of comfort, it was something she craved. To be safe, to be protected, to be cared over but tonight…was different. A urge that Pomni had spent years training to get out of her system had ended up resurfacing since she had entered the circus, something that made her feel meek, vulnerable and unprotected. Something that made her feel little.

The new environment, the weird laws of physics, the strange people and the hectic, chaotic shenanigans in her new home had taken quite a strain on her mental state and, with nothing else to do, she began to slip.

And now here she was, panicking because omgragathacouldntseeherwhenshewasactinglikealittlekid but still having the tiniest part of her want to jump up into the doll’s arms, becoming blanketed in her warmth. She just wanted to feel safe.

Pomni’s crying soon slowed to a stop but she was still shook and sniffled, messily wiping at her eyes with a gloved hand, not daring to speak out of fear of her words coming out as childish.

‘Are you cold, Pomni? I could get you a blanket if you’d like,’ Ragatha suggested, not wanting to force Pomni to speak about whatever had been bothering her, focusing instead on moving the girl past whatever had been tormenting her.

‘Y-yes, pw-please..’ Pomni nodded, her cheeks heating up a lot more as she realised she had a lisp forming in her voice. Ragatha just chuckled a little, not having expected Pomni to trip up on her words. Ragatha rose back up to her feet, offering a hand to help Pomni up, which she gladly took with a barely audible, ‘fank you…’

Pomni didn’t end up letting go of the woman’s hand though, clinging onto it with a desperate need for attention. Ragatha only took notice in a small hum, casually brushing her thumb against Pomni’s knuckles, letting her know she was there for her. Pomni looked up to Ragatha as she lead the two of them around the circus, finding a closet that didn’t have some kind of frightening trap in it. Pomni seemed spooked enough already.

Ragatha prodded open the door and turned on the lights to the room before ushering Pomni inside, closing the door behind them. The air and the warmth of the room felt a lot safer now. Pomni stared at the other woman as she made her way to a box, managing to find a purple blanket with pink hearts on it. She showed it off to the jester, causing her to gasp in delight, beginning to make grabby hands for the fabric. Ragatha giggled and handed it over, to which Pomni immediately began cuddling it lovingly.

‘Fank yu so much!! I wuv it!!’ Pomni giggled happily, pressing her face against her new blanket, which gave Ragatha some time to think.

Even though she didn’t know Pomni that well, she knew that this was way out of character for her. Pomni just seemed so carefree and needy and that lisp of hers hadn’t gone unnoticed. Ragatha began to draw to some conclusions, with all the odd people that ended up in the circus, she had seen her few shared of unique personalities. Most notably, coping mechanisms.

From nail biting to street eating, Ragatha knew pretty much every stress relief under the Sun. It began to make her think that Pomni wasn’t acting like a child, but rather was a child. The doll was quite experienced with age regression, mainly due to Gangle, she wasn’t always the girl’s caregiver, but she picked up a thing or two from looking after her. She also discovered that she enjoyed it quite a bit, and always reassured her friend that she loved looking after her. But Pomni was who she was concerned about right now.

‘Hey, sweetie, would you mind if I asked you a quick question?’ Ragatha kneeled back down to be at Pomni’s eye level, making her hide her increasingly pink cheeks behind her new blanket. She nodded slowly at her, looking slightly on edge though nothing could’ve prepared her for what was to come.

‘How old are you?’

There was no malice or teasing behind it, but Pomni couldn’t help but think that’s what was about to happen. By tomorrow morning, she was gonna be the laughing stock of the circus, the adult that thought she was a child and wanted people to look after her. Pomni stared at Ragatha, trying to answer her quickly to not arouse any suspicious however she ended up stumbling on her words.

‘I-I..uh..tw…twe..’

Ragatha just tilted her head patiently, nothing Pomni’s nervousness and figured to make this easier for her.

‘Maybe just show me with your fingers, okay?’

She suggested, which managed to calm Pomni down a little. The ground become the most interesting thing in the room as Pomni stared down, clutching her comforting blanket with one hand and with the other, holding up three fingers.

The jester was expecting to be made fun of, or just laughed off but nothing couldn’t prepared her for Ragatha gently patting the top of her head, her smile becoming a little wider with joy.

‘Aww, feeling small today? That’s alright, sunshine, you must be so stressed and scared here, it’s okay to need a little break from it all!’

The red haired woman then booped Pomni’s nose, making her giggle as her eyes went wide.

‘W-really..? Bu..’m s’posed to be b-big!’ Pomni’s doubts surfaced, all her life she had never allowed herself to slip, only doing so when she couldn’t ignore it any longer; she’d never even told anyone she was a regressor.

Ragatha just shook her head, helping wrap the colourful blanket around Pomni’s shoulders before scooping the girl right up, cradling her in her arms.

‘No, no, sweetheart, you can be little as much as you need, there’s nothing wrong with feeling small, okay?’ Ragatha calmed her, making Pomni smile even wider at the thought. She nodded a bunch, finally letting all those expectations and worries go, even just for a night, it didn’t matter. Pomni just wanted to be little right now.

‘O-okay mama!’ Was the sentence that nearly made Ragatha’s heart shatter while she stared down at the little jester in her arms, cuddling against her to get as much attention as possible. The doll cooed softly, rubbing the back of Pomni’s head delicately.

‘Your precious, little one,’ she adored at her before adding, ‘but it is a little late for a small one like you to be up! Why don’t we get you to bed? You’ve had a really long day, haven’t you?’

Pomni nodded, not caring enough to think about how she didn’t need to sleep in the digital world, the girl just wanted be little for a bit, and that included naps! Her caregiver, or the woman who was now totally willing to be her caregiver if Pomni accepted, carried her along through the less empty hallway back to her room. Once inside, she set Pomni down onto the bed before tucking the covers of her and then setting the soft blanket on top of her bed, which Pomni immediately grabbed onto.

‘Goodnight, little one,’ Ragatha leaned down and placed a kiss to Pomni’s forehead, making the girl giggle and mumble a groggy, ‘nigh’ mana…’ before passing out in her bed.

Ragatha smiled softly at the sight, she could already tell she was liking the new addition to the circus, big or little.

[moonshineplaydate]

Helloooo! I haven’t really posted anything yet, I am working on a fic and one request rn, but just letting you all know that I’m gonna start writing for She-ra a lot more since I finished watching it and I’m not gonna shut up about it!

[moonshineplaydate]

Hiya lovelies! This is a side Agere blog I’ve made, mainly focusing on the Owl House.

I’ve never actually regressed myself, but the fics about it are just so cute and interesting that I wanted to make a blog centred around it!! (I’m also not confident enough to put it on my main blog ;-;)

Regardless, my requests are always open! I can write headcanons, fics, drabbles, whatever you need really! As long as it’s SFW, that’s a strict rule with this blog!

I’ll try and get some of my own content out soon, but as of now, I’m just waiting for requests! Byeeee!