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tw: mentions of neglect/abuse

carer with a traumatized age regressor they know they're helping to heal everytime they slip.

never received toys/were given very few toys as a kid? bubbas spoiling you in all the toys you want! if their kiddo is a little more shy and feeling guilty, they'll notice their little one eyeing a toy. "do you want it puppy? no need to feel bad, i just wanna give you everything you deserve"

went without food in public? carer will always order something for you, you never have to watch them eat while you have nothing. "oh honey I would never~ not only is that mean, but you gotta grow big and strong like me!"

went without food/snacks in private? your caregiver always makes sure they stock up on your favorite snacks and brands- no matter how specific they are. there's no shame in only eating a certain brand or flavor of chips. there's always groceries in the house and they're happy to cook for you, wanting to make sure you're safe AND fed. "are you hungy? I can get my sweetheart their favorite snack until the pastas done?"

had bad physical treatment? they would NEVER even THINK about laying a hand on you. if you misbehave or act up, they understand you're just in littlespace. like real kids, emotions can be hard and some moments arent good. sometimes kids like to test boundaries, there's nothing wrong with that. they won't let it slide and will issue lines, time outs, and stuff like early bedtime or shorter playtime- but nothing physical or mentally damaging. "angel I know you're all upset and shouting at bubba, but I need you to sit in the chair for 5 minutes. we don't yell."

missed out on a lot of childhood experiences? that's okay! your cg is soooo happy to integrate anything into their routine. whether it's storytime, going to the park, holiday celebrations, they're happy to accomodate! "oh you wanna have a bubba baby book read before your nap? of course little one!"

touch starved and wanting a lot of physical affection? they'll love on you SO much to try and make up for it! cuddles, pats, carries, boops, you got it! "awww does munchkin need a hug? cmere"

weren't treated the best emotionally? they understand how it can impact you. your carer always reminds you that you're not a burden, it wasn't your fault, and they truly do love you. they're not lying to you, they don't hate you, there's no maliciousness or ulterior motives- just pure love and care. "I know it was a lot, and I'm sorry you had to live through that angel- but I'm glad you're with me now. As long as I'm here, and as long as you'll let me- I won't let anyone treat you like that again. I pinky promise, my little love. Always, and forever."

Icl, this was very self indulgent to me- but I hope anyone who can sadly relate feels atleast a little bit of comfort and wholesomeness from this. I believe you. You're strong.

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roblox games for littles ♡

♡ sensory world - a game full of sensory toys to play with as well as arcade games, a decent alternative to angels sensory room (who's owner has a history of banning age regressors from their game)

♡ jovial playground/peppers playhouse (if you don't mind creepy visuals/derealization!)

♡ rainy day - an aesthetically pleasing nature hangout game

♡ backpacking - a chill camping game

♡ bloxy bingo - a fun bingo game

♡ farmstead - a slow paced farming simulator

♡ sandbox - a pixelated single player sandbox game

♡ astro renaissance - a royale high-like dressup game

♡ marble mania - a fun marble-run game

♡ my hello kitty cafe - a sanrio themed cafe tycoon

♡ color book - a giant coloring book where you color entire maps

♡ jigsaw puzzles - a laid back single player puzzle game

♡ advanced claw machine - a realistic claw machine game

♡ in the hills - a cute picnic simulator

always remember to keep yourself safe, roblox is NOT a very safe game when it comes to the community! be careful when wearing regression fits (i.e fits with pacis, bottles, etc) in certain games as you can be harassed for wearing them, i have many times!! dont forget to have fun :]

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May I pwetty pwease reqwest cg!Bangchan who comfort regressor who has new job and is overwhelmed an scawed with it cuz is new. Then he help her feel brave even if she accidentally slips at work?

He is my biggest comfort an dis happenings to me now. And im litle an anxious at work evewyday...

Caregiver!BangChan knew that something was off when you left for work earlier. You’d just started a new job and at first, you liked it and went into work with a confident smile but then the nerves started to get to you.

Everything was new. Your work position is new, your coworkers are new, and the change was getting overwhelming fast. And you hated it.

It led to you eventually slipping at work, slinking away from your customers and to a back room, taking out your phone to text Chan. Everything was just… too much. It was too much and you wanted your Dada.

Unfortunately, your mean manager found you crouched down, texting someone and was less than pleased. The manager asked you what you were going and why in the world you spent company time texting your boyfriend.

“No! No, ‘m textin’ my…” Your voice trailed off, finding it harder to speak. Your manager scowled and told you off for slacking, eventually leaving you alone in the back room.

You decide to call Chan instead of text him, wanting to hear his voice more than anything. It rings once, then twice, and he’s on.

“Hey there, y/n. Everything okay?” He’s already worried, since he knows you’re supposed to be in the middle of your shift.

“No!” Your voice wavered as you held back tears. “I don’ wike it here, Channie! Don’ wike it!” You whisper, now beginning to cry.

Chan is startled but coos gently through the phone. “Oh, baby… You’re feeling tiny? Do you want me to come get you?”

You stay quiet, not saying anything. You had a lunch break in an hour and a half, but that was so far away. Still, Chan insists on visiting you and who are you to say no?

You emerge from the back room and try your hardest to focus on your tasks, but it’s hard. Things keep slipping out of your hands, you feel tired and achy, and your mind keep drifting to home and stuffies instead of work responsibilities. Eventually Chan does show up and insists that he take you out on your lunch break. The manager doesn’t like this, but agrees and lets you clock out for a break.

Once you’re away from work, the floodgates open. You start to cry in the car with Chan and he holds you tightly as best as he can in the tight space. You’re bawling and all he can do is whisper about how brave his baby is and how proud of you he is. You spend the break talking and babbling with him, decompressing in a safe space, now able to fully regress, even for a little while. You’re lost in chatting and funny videos on Chan’s phone when his alarm rings.

It’s time for you to clock back in, unfortunately. And you whine and pout and hold onto Chan’s shirt as he walks you back inside of your job, but for a moment, Chan stops at the door.

“Baby? Sweetie, can I ask you somethin’?”

“Mhm.”

Chan frowns. “You don’t like this job, do you?” His voice is soft but accusatory. And you want to shake your head and refute it, but you simply can’t. You don’t really like the job and you’re so very tired, but duty does call.

“I gotta work, Dada- Chan.” You stop yourself, taking a deep breath in and nodding. “I’ll take care, I’ve only got two hours left. ‘M okay.” You assure him.

“Are you sure? Dada can bring you home if you’d like.” He offers.

“I promise, I’ll be okay. ‘M brave, right?

“The bravest.” Chan kisses your forehead as he leads you back to work. “Just… don’t push yourself too much. If you need to come back home, I’ll be there.” He reminds you and you nod, walking you back and leaving shortly after.

You work the rest of the day, still feeling a bit small but managing to focus a little more. Part of you wishes you’d taken him up on his offer and part of you wants nothing more but to push on, clock out, and go home satisfied. And so you do, getting through the workday and returning home, getting increasingly sleepy on the way back.

And when you came back from work, Chan was so, so proud of you! He embraced you with open arms and kissed your hair, murmuring about how brave you’ve been and how happy he is that you’re home.

Your heart flutters a little bit as he leads you to the living room where he’s set up your stuffed animal friends and your favorite food, since you hadn’t eaten practically all day. He holds you close and feeds you and comforts you and listens to you talk about your day. And of course, you know you’ll have to clock in again tomorrow but you know that Chan will comfort you tomorrow and the day after that and even the day after that.

You’re his brave, brave prince/princess, remember that <3

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hi bunnieee! can i ask for cg!chenle taking care of a little with stomach issues :( i'm struggling with reflux recently sooo yeah :< it would be great if you can write something like this :3

slight warning: the sickies (oh no), mention of nausea, tummy issues, acid reflux, etc. please proceed with caution if those topics make you feel icky, or read one of my other works! thank you!

Oh, Caregiver!Chenle would be worried sick. Of course, he looks so nonchalant that you’d never know it… but he’s very worried, I promise.

You waddle up to Chenle, who’s babysitting you for the day. You’ve stopped playing with Daegal, an upsetting feeling arising in your tummy.

He notices and looks up from his phone, eyes brightening a bit when he spots you. “Ah, hey there y/n. What’s wrong?”

“Somfing huwts.” You groan, feeling the bubbling in your stomach and the tightness of your chest.

Chenle furrows his eyebrows, putting his phone down quickly. “Hurts? Wait, hurts where?”

“Huwts here.” You point to your chest, which feels sort of tight. You point at your tummy next and frown. “An’ here. A lot here.” You murmur and it clicks in his mind.

You’d told him about your tummy troubles in passing, but he didn’t think you’d have any issues today while he was watching you.

“I should have been paying more attention. I’m sorry, y/n.” Chenle pouts, feeling bad now. He vaguely notices Daegal nipping at the bottom of his pajama pants, but can’t help but focus on you.

“I feel like I’m gonna…” You mutter, trying not to focus on the nausea bubbling up. “I feel…”

“Come on, let’s get you laid down, okay? Goodness, poor thing.” He holds your hand, getting up from where he was sat to lead you towards the sofa. He helped you sit down, eyebrows knitted in thought.

The first thing he did was elevate your head, propping two soft pillows right under your hair.

“I’ll be right back, okay? You won’t even know I’m gone.” Chenle promises and before you can dispute it, he’s gone. You can hear him rustling around the kitchen but you don’t turn to look, feeling dizzy now.

Chenle comes back, balancing a banana in his arms and holding a bowl of warm, soft rice. “You’ve gotta eat something. Rice and bananas are good for tummy aches, my mom always told me that.”

You made a face at that, unsure if he was kidding or not (A/N: yes! you should eat rice, bread, apples, and/or bananas when you’re feeling general tummyaches! fun fact!), but deciding to just open your mouth and let him feed you. You chewed the first spoonful of rice, sighing happily when the rice touched your lips and into your mouth.

Chenle praised you for eating so well, a soft expression on his strong face. “Good job! You’re eating a lot, I wish we had more rice but I don’t feel like cooking it.” He mused, spooning the last handful of rice into your mouth and moving on to peel the banana.

“No banana.” You scowled, pushing away the fruit. Chenle nodded in understanding and shrugged, placing the banana on the coffee table and going back to stroking your hair.

“Okay… no banana, then.” He agreed. “You should get some rest and let your stomach settle-“ He started to say, before you felt a jolt in your stomach and bad, bad feeling bubbling up.

Suddenly, you threw the blankies off of you and got up to run to the trash can, eyes widening. Chenle followed you as you steadied yourself against it, but nothing came up.

Chenle pouted a bit as he watched you slump over a bit in exhaustion and hold your arms out for him. The idol picked you up and walked you back to the sofa, deciding that a bit of sleep would do you well.

He gets you super duper comfy and tucks you in like it’s your regular bed, smoothing out your hair and fluffing your pillows. He even sings to you a bit and starts to get up when he notices your eyes fluttering closed.

But you fought off the sleep and peered up at Chenle as he got up to leave, holding onto his arm. “Lele? Can you rub my tummy, pwease?” You ask him politely, frowning as you felt another rumble resonate.

He thinks for a moment, then nods. “Yeah.” Chenle replies softly. He sits on the edge of the couch, careful not to sit on your legs, and places a gentle hand on your tummy. “Is this okay, y/n?”

You nod as he lays a warm hand on your stomach, petting as softly and soothingly as he could. Your tummy started to feel less bubbly and the room was quiet as you drifted to sleep, trying your hardest not to slip away into dreamland.

“I hope you feel better:” Chenle stops rubbing your tummy and instead pulls your blankie over your shoulders more, worried if you’re feeling cold.

“Thank you… Lele…” You whisper, feeling your tummy begin to settle as your eyes fluttered shut for the night.

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“Tennie!!” You walk in and pull the mask off of your face, running across the floor towards your caregiver, who’s back is turned to you.

“What? Is that y/n? Oh my god, you’re so dramatic, baby.” Caregiver!Ten rolls his eyes, turning just quick enough to open his arms as you jump into them. He yelps a little, struggling to hold you upright (he’s got such scrawny lil’ arms, don’t surprise him like that!) as you giggle.

“No, you dramatic!” You stick your tongue out at him and he pretends that he’s going to bite it. You squeal and squirm away from him, running behind his manager with a whimper.

“Tennie gonna bite me! Help!” You squeak, making the manager chuckle and guide you back to him. The manager whispers that Ten has three minutes before they get back to shooting the music video and you frown at that.

“Aw, don’t look so sad. You’ll get wrinkles.” Ten smoothed out the crease in your eyebrows, pointing at his outfit. “Tennie’s at work. This is what I’ve been up to. Doesn’t Tennie look so slick in this suit? Don’t I look cool?”

“I think you look lame.” You huff, cheeks heating up a little. He did look cool, but you were not about to let him know that.

Ten scoffs, smoothing out his suit. “Don’t be an asshol- a butt.” He censors himself, holding your hand tightly. “Don’t be a butt.”

“Ten, sir? They need you over there.” A director came up to the both of you and ushered Ten away. The idol looked back at you with a pitiful look before being put into place for the next shot.

This isn’t the first time you’ve visited Ten so late, at a music video shoot, but it is the first time he’s been alone, without other NCT members or the rest of WayV. And that left you to be bored, groaning as you ran off to find something to do.

Ten’s cool outfit gave you an idea, making you smile mischievously and glance back at him, then to the dressing room.

Y’know… a little dress-up wouldn’t hurt…

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“Can we go home now?” You groan, messing around with a few props on the floor. You’d messed around in the styling chair a bit and thrown on a few other outfits lying around, now covered head to toe in sparkly coats and pants and a feathered hat, with fancy sunglasses and a shirt too large (Where did that come from? It wasn’t even Ten’s). And now you sat on the floor as music plays quietly from the speakers in the ceiling, poking at linoleum and concrete boredly.

Ten clicks his tongue in annoyance and waves off the staff members, who begin to clear out their equipment and dim them bright lights of the set. “Yes, honey. We just finished the shoot. Geez, you can’t be that bored-“ He began, before staring down at you and gasping. “Oh.”

There you were, face full of makeup that the nice ladies in styling did for you, dressed to the teeth in rejected outfits. Ten didn’t even know what to do, really, not knowing if he should get you back into your usual clothes or if he should laugh.

A staff member chuckled and pointed at you. “Mr. Lee, you’re not the only stunner on set, huh?” He asked, wheeling around a camera and walking away. Ten rolled his eyes and picked you up, groaning softly as he situated you on his hip.

“My little stunner. I can’t carry you home, but I can carry you to the car. C’mon, the driver’s here.” Ten’s voice was much more gentle now, noticing the way you started to doze off on his shoulder. He smiled softly, feeling the drowsiness creep up on him as well.

He didn’t bother helping you out of the ridiculous outfit, too tired to really care. Not until you got home, anyways.

The two of you would return home eventually and slump on the couch, both way more tired than you thought. The next day, Ten had a break so the both of you spent the day together resting. A long day of shooting like this was always worth it for Ten to return home to his little stunner.

A/N: Drama and teasing is totally Ten Lee’s love language, okay? ✨Okay✨

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my silly little guys! especially my kyo! 🥺💕

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Keeho 🍀

ages: 2-6

little names : kyo, boo, stephy

- AHHHHH little keeho would be the CUTEST LITTLE BOY EVERRRR😭😭

- he would walk into your room in the morning and lay in your bed with you until you wake up. “good mornin’ (cg name)!”

- he’d sit on the living room floor watching cartoons until you finished your morning duties (tidying his and your rooms and cooking breakfast)

- he is a picky baby!!! he doesn’t like certain foods because of the texture or the way it looks… he might like the smell or the taste but you would have to distract him while feeding him!!

- might he be a baby, he will sass you!!

- once, he asked you for juice in his purple sippy cup… you brought his juice in a completely different cup thank he asked

- an hour later, you find all of keeho’s toys scattered around the house

- his lego’s were purposely piled in front of your door

- “YOON STEPHEN WHY ARE YOUR TOYS EVERYWHERE?!”

- “I WAN’ED MY PUWPLE CUP!”

- he got a very firm scolding when he calmed down of course

- he loves watching tv!! he loves hello kitty, my little pony, and for some reason game shows?

- he always falls asleep when he watches game shows so he gets angry when he doesn’t see who won a gift that looked impossible to win

- also, kyo doesn’t get angry all the time, only when he doesn’t get something he wants, but of course you’d probably end up giving it to him

- kyo is the sweetest boy ever so he feels so guilty when he’s being a bit rude😓 after a punishment when he broke a rule, he came into your room and apologized over and over until he couldn’t anymore

- speaking of sleep, he sleeps like a bear in winter, he only wakes up when he smells his favorite food or he had a nightmare😔

- can you tell i love little keeho…

Theo 🌴

ages: 1-5

little names : teeto, yangoo, taeyangie

- THE crybaby

- if you lay down while cuddling and hes not sleepy or he doesn’t feel like laying down

- if hes hungry but you wont give him a specific snack or meal

- if he has an accident and tried to tell you but he was too little to say it

- or if he overall is angry, he will cry.

- you taught him to not work himself up because he could fall sick from crying too much

- you also taught him breathing exercises so if he had someone looking after him while you were away, he could calm himself down without your help

- “What did I teach you, Bubby?”

- “Big in… Hold… Big out.”

- even when you were home with him, he still did it himself

- theo is a tame baby despite him not being able to control his crying

- he doesn’t catch attitudes when you tell him to clean up his toys (cough cough keeho cough cough)

- but he likes laying with you all day so there isn’t many messes he needs to clean

- he sleeps when hes in a younger headspace so he doesn’t make that much noise when hes awake because he’s usually still in that headspace

- but he loves to sit and watch cartoons with you, pacifier in his mouth, fuzzy onesie on, and tucked in with his favorite stuffie

- very friendly as well, though he gets shy when around new people or new environments

Jiung 🐢

ages: 1-4

little names : jiji, iungie, 아기 새 (baby bird)

- jiung is similar to theo, he cries quite a bit

- he only cries when he’s sleepy or when he wakes up and your not there

- most of the time he just cries because he didn’t wake up next to you

- poor thing can’t even breathe right until you walk in his room, cuddle him, and give him a bottle of warm milk

- jiung isn’t one to get upset over small things

- he only gets upset when he doesn’t get something he wants

- if he wants a toy or candy while you two are shopping, he’ll only sulk until you get in the car so he won’t cause a scene and embarrass you

- but when you two are home and he doesn’t get something he wants, he cries until you give in or scold him

- Jiung doesn’t get into much trouble either

- the worst he’ll do is throw a tantrum or have a complete meltdown because you told him no

- of course, you scold him heavily and place him in a timeout corner or put him to sleep early

- then he’ll come to you later or the next morning and be glued to you as a way to say sorry

- and of course when you forgive him, you stick his favorite pacifier between his lips and cuddle him while listening to music

- jiung likes to play with all of his friends when they are all little but he prefers to be with you and only you

- you encourage him to play during playdates but instead he’ll climb into your lap and fall asleep

- when he wakes up, his play mate would also be cuddled up with their caregiver

- then he’ll go right back to sleep

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a/n: FIRST POSTTTTT HOW ARE WE FEELINNNNNNNN ?! pls pls repost and send to others!!

thank you for reading !!

stay safe and healthy ☁️

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do you think you could write something about cg! jeongseob?

i love him so much and i love how you write !!! >~<

i don’t have anything specific in mind!, just whatever floats ur boat :3

Jongseob as your caregiver:

- Little guy got so excited when you told him you were a little!

- Like… like, SO excited

- As in, he pays insane amounts of money for your little gear -sippy cups and teethers and soft socks and art supplies… you name it, he bought it.

- A tickle monster for sure! Jongseob likes to catch you off guard and start up a tickle attack that’ll surely have your tummy hurting afterwards.

- Oh, and he spoils you a lot

- He’s just really excited and thinks you’re cute

- Obsessed with calling you “bub” or “bubba”! It’s his favorite nickname for you and he enjoys when you copy him because then it just comes out as babbles and it’s so??? 💔???

- When you’re feeling down or guilty about regressing, he’s there to listen to you and try to help

- And help, he does! Even a little bit, his mission is to make you smile.

- I think he might also unintentionally slip tbh, I’m so serious

- That’s probably why he was so excited when you told him you age regress

- No concept of like, nutrition or responsibilities, tho. Candy for dinner, frivolous buying and gifts… he’s here for a good time, okay? Worrying about things like that can wait for when you’re both big.

- Jongseob is so proud that you trust him with your secret and tries his absolute best to baby you <3

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Hello! Just wanted to pop in and say that I really love your posts! They bring me a lot of comfort when I'm either already regressed or want to regress and can't for whatever reason.

I hope you're doing well! And if you're not, I hope you feel better soon!

Would it be ok to sign off with the 🦋 emoji for future asks?

hello there, friend! i’m so, so glad that my posts being you such comfort! i had another user tell me that they read my posts as bedtime stories and both of your messages made me tear up a little bit 🥲

i’m feeling so much better lately! I’ve been socializing with some new friends, listening to new music, and drawing a bit lately. I’ve also slowly been getting back in the mood to write.

you may absolutely sign off as “🦋”, i don’t mind it! i hope you’re doing well, anon! stay safe! 🫶🏽☺️

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eeeeeeep! hcs for svt with a little that’s nervous or feels guilty to be little! some comfort and whatnot ////

Yes! This ended up SO much longer than expected. Please don’t feel guilty or nervous, dear! Age regressing is okay and my page is a safe space. I tried my best with the comfort, please enjoy it. (Some members have longer parts than others, I promise it’s not biased or intentional!!)

S.Coups: Pouts a lot and holds you close. “Who told you you couldn’t be little?” He asks, genuinely ready to argue with whoever convinced you to be nervous about regressing. You tell him he doesn’t need to get physical with anyone, just that someone you know mentioned age regression in passing and said that it was childish and ridiculous. It made you feel funny, and not in the good way.

Seungcheol heard this and reassures you over and over that it’s okay to be little, especially around him. Reminds you that he’ll always be there for you and you’re safe and valid with him, always. And that healthy, harmless coping mechanisms like this are not ridiculous at all.

Jeonghan: Worries a little if he caused this guilt because of something he said or did. Asks you if he made you sad about regressing and is admittedly surprised when you tell him he didn’t do anything wrong.

“Well then, what is it?” He asks softly, brushing your hair away from your face. You murmur something under your breath and poke your heart, pouting and he suddenly understands. “Oh, sweet angel.” He whispers, holding you close. “It’s okay. It’s okay to feel tiny, don’t feel sad about it. I promise, Papa loves you. Big or little, I love you lots and lots.”

Joshua: “Nervous?” He asks with a soft voice. “Around me? Oh, my dear, there’s no reason to be nervous around me. I love little you.” Joshua strokes your back gently and smiles reassuringly, making you feel a tad bit better.

“I dunno… I just feel kinda funny, Joshie.” You whisper, pointing at your tummy. “There’s butterflies in my tumm- er, stomach.”

Joshua gasps exaggeratedly and pokes your tummy. “Butterflies? In there?” He asks, changing the subject. You lean into him a little more, nodding. Joshua thinks for a moment, eyes lighting up with an idea. “Y’know… you’ve gotta get them out in a very specific way, y/n!”

You furrow your brows at that. “How?”

“Tickles!” Joshua yells, diving in to tickle your stomach, laughing as you squirm away and your giggles fill the air.

So maybe he didn’t get to the cause of the issue today, but he made you feel a little better and a little less nervous. Sometimes hard conversations are for another day.

Jun: To be honest, when you say you’re not up to regressing, Junhui doesn’t pry. He doesn’t try to make you slip or anything, he just sort of understands and doesn’t ask why you feel that way. I feel like he’d have more of a “wait for them to come to me”-type approach to caregiving.

If you tell him what’s up, he’d be ready to listen and would ask if he could help in any way, but probably wouldn’t take it upon himself to baby you immediately.

Hoshi: Another pouty one threatening to fight whoever’s making you feel bad. He gets loud about it and tries his hardest to help you slip into your headspace, but it doesn’t work. I think the best thing to do is either slowly and gently help you slip or leave you be and Hoshi’s doing neither of those on instinct.

Well… good luck next time!

Wonwoo: Isn’t… the best with words. But he notices your reluctance to slip into your headspace and the upset tone you take whenever he mentions it, so he takes action instead. He decides to spoil you for a while and make you feel better about the whole thing.

He tries his hand at making breakfast for you, doing activities you enjoy doing (even if he would rather be doing anything else), and even lets you win when you play games together. Whatever it takes because Wonu doesn’t want to see you upset like that again.

Woozi: He’s in the middle of feeding you when he sees your smile fall and your eyes start to water. You push away the spoonful of applesauce and whine, suddenly feeling quite silly. It wasn’t that you were back in your big headspace yet, but you felt like being little was silly. Someone on the internet called it dumb and well, that was all you could think about all day.

Jihoon didn’t know that, surprised when you just stopped eating and became gloomy. He put the spoon back into the applesauce and got up from across the table, standing by your high-chair. “Is everything okay, sweetie?” He asks, voice tender and without edge. You shake your head and explain the situation, what you’d read earlier that day.

He stands up and kisses your forehead, before sitting back down across from you. “You know, the internet is wrong about a lot of things. People are dummies, what do they know? Age regression is recommended by therapists, you’re not doing anything wrong.” He reminds, stirring the applesauce absentmindedly. You nod, listening carefully to each word he says and smile when he trails off, humming to you both.

You pout and reach for the applesauce again, eyes shining a bit more now. You felt safer, more cozy, and you really wanted that gosh darned applesauce now. Jihoon grins and spoons a bit of applesauce onto the spoon, holding it out for you. He’s happy that you’re feeling better now.

DK: He’s doing everything he can to cheer you up. He’s doing silly voices and singing you silly songs until you turn your frown upside down.

He doesn’t understand why on earth you’d be embarrassed about age regressing because he finds it soooo super cute! But even though he doesn’t understand, he’s gonna try his hardest to make you feel secure in yourself and your regression.

Mingyu: He had heard the insult that the person on the street had hurled at you and definitely noticed the way you stopped holding his hand. You’d been so excited to go the park earlier but now you looked like you were on the verge of tears.

Someone had heard you call Mingyu “Papa” and apparently, they didn’t like it too much. Mingyu frowned, stopping mid-walk to turn to you and hold your hands. “Baby… baby, don’t listen to them, okay? You can call me whatever you’d like to, whenever you’d like to.” He assures you, eyes sparkling and serious. You nod bravely, and continue walking to the park, feeling a bit more assured now as you headed to the park.

Minghao: Minghao didn’t notice how hesitant you were to regress around him at first. When you told him you were little, he understood and told you that it was okay to be little around him and even to call him “Baba” if you wanted to, but you’d taken a look at his face and convinced yourself that he didn’t mean it, he was just being polite.

So here you were, playing outside while Minghao paints in the grass, giggling to yourself while chasing frogs and little creatures… and then you stopped. You suddenly stopped and felt your chest tighten and thought about what Minghao had said and how he’d said it and then the bad thoughts came. And that’s when he noticed you, holding onto your clothes in a panic and scrunching your nose in thought.

He stops painting and puts down his brushes, worried. He’s asking you what’s wrong and frantically but quietly urging you to calm down. You don’t reply but he can guess what’s wrong, pressing his forehead to yours and pressing his hands against yours too, trying his best to ground you from your spiral.

He comforts you and reassures you that it’s okay to feel little. It’s okay to be yourself. He takes you through deep breathing exercises letting it all in… and out… and in… and out… are the bad thoughts gone, baby? That’s good. Baba’s very proud of you.

Seungkwan: “They said WHAT to you?!” He gasps, shocked that anyone would have the audacity to make his baby (HIS baby!) feel ashamed for age regressing.

“Da meanies said I should… should stop bein’ a baby. Dey called me mean names dat I can’t say. An’ dey threw away my paci!” You regaled the tale, taking off your tiny backpack. You’d been minding your business at a fairly empty public park, when Seungkwan left you to grab you both something to drink since it was a hot day. Out of nowhere, a pair of mean strangers started to belittle you and call you names, noticing your kiddish overalls and pacifier on the ground where it had slipped out earlier. You wanted to cry but didn’t, only picking up your pacifier from the sidewalk -but they beat you to it. The strangers threw away the piece of plastic and jeered at you again, only leaving when they caught wind that you weren’t alone.

He sat down next to you on the park bench, putting the two bottled coffees on the ground by your feet. “That’s so rude! It’s not even their business and they did not pay for the pacifier, what in the world? What kind of person does that?!” He fumed, letting you lean on him. His cheeks were puffed out and pink in anger as he stroked your hair softly. “You know, they’re wrong. There’s nothing wrong with feeling tiny from time to time. They don’t know what you’re dealing with and they shouldn’t ever treat you like that. I’m very sorry I left you alone like that, sweet pea.”

You nod, already comforted by your caregiver. “Is okay. Now my paci is gone…” You looked down by your feet where it had fallen onto the pavement, but now it was gone. In the garbage can.

“Ugh! I just bought you that pacifier. There’s gotta be another one in here somewhere, hold on.” Seungkwan huffed, digging through your backpack to find another pacifier, clipping it to your clothes. “There you go, now it won’t fall. Some people are just rude assholes, really.”

You light up at that. “Swear jar!” You sing-songed, putting the new pacifier in your mouth and kicking your feet happily.

“There’s my little sunflower” Seungkwan muttered, begrudgingly mentally reminding himself to put a few bills in the swear jar later, when you both went home. For now though, he wanted to focus on you and making sure no meanies ever treated you like that again.

Vernon: He understands that the catalyst for these thoughts are other usually people, but this time it’s you. You’ve convinced yourself that it’s not okay to be little and that it’s a bad thing, which makes Vernon sad. He can’t possibly see it as a bad thing, you’re his little dude!

When you tell him what’s going on, he looks so disappointed. “Oh… you know, y/n… I really don’t mind looking after you. It’s a healthy coping mechanism, really who cares?”

“Really?” You sniffle, fidgeting with your hands a bit.

Vernon nods with a stony expression. “Yeah. Yeah, really.” And you know he means it, there’s so much earnestness in his eyes. So much that all the sadness washes away as quick as it came bad you’re back in your caregiver’s arms, just like that.

Dino: Chan’s face falls when you tell him about the day you’ve had and how hard you’d been suppressing your headspace. Even when you got done with your stupid adult responsibilities, something in your head was stopping you, blocking your little headspace. It was bad thoughts, thoughts of feeling like a burden or feeling like a handful.

And he didn’t like that, so he was gonna show you just how much he loves you and that you shouldn’t repress your headspace…

…Which is what he was doing now, face nuzzled against yours and body practically glued to yours, cuddling you like a koala bear.

“What are you doing?” You giggle, squirming away from him as he planted a kiss on your nose.

Chan only nuzzled his face closer, landing another kiss on your chin. “I’m kissing away your bad thoughts! Mwah, mwah!” He coos, exaggeratedly kissing at your face. “I’ve got you. It’s okay to be little, I love kissing my itty bitty baby! Yes, I do! My sweet, sweet girl/boy/little one.” Chan baby-talks you and you have to admit, it helps a lot.

Your heart flutters, body slumping against his to give in to the tight hold and soft lips on your cheeks. “Okay…” You mumble, getting a second wind and pushing away his face again. “Okay! Okay! Got it!” You giggle, feeling much, much better now.

Sometimes, a cuddle is all you need.

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Hii! I saw your post on Seventeen members that you think would try regressing, and I wanted to ask if you could so that but for ZB1?? :3

Yes, yes, yes! I’m new to zb1 but uhhh okay, I’ve definitely been thinking about this ask!!

Hanbin: Okay so, call me delusional but I think he'd try it eagerly. He's already so gentle and playful and whiny and endearing... gosh, I like him a lot. He probably only would regress when you door around the other members and I think he's around a kid headspace, maybe like... 5-7? Something like that.

I think part of him would struggle to fully regress because he’s worried about responsibility and part of him is like “YAY, HIDE AND SEEK!1!!”

Matthew: MY LOVE, OMG OKAY!! So, Matthew would probably unintentionally regress if he's excited or upset (and if you try to bring it up to him, he whines and pouts and insists he's not feeling small, which makes him regress even deeper). Poor thing probably doesn't even realize it but you can tell by the light in his eyes and the way he becomes more clingy.

Taerae: This one’s just vibes, to be honest. I don’t think he has any real reason to regress, I just think he tried it once during a more stressful time in his life and decided it wasn’t really for him but still dabbles in age dreaming from time to time.

Ricky: A shy baby, truly. Little Ricky probably doesn't come out very often but when he does, it's a treat for everyone involved. He's kind of an iPad baby too, put a tablet in front of him and leave him to his own devices, I think Ricky can go without a proper caregiver.

He also feels more like an age dreamer than an age regressor, in my opinion. I don't know if he'd let himself go all the way or even if he can.

Gunwook: Prefers to be a big, dependable caregiver for you (and maybe the other little members from time to time), but sometimes his mind drifts off while he watches you play.

"Bubby?" You smile up at him, handing him your stuffed puppy plushie. He blinks at you, taking the stuffed animal dutifully, watching as you crawl back to grab your favoritest stuffie and hold it up, wiggling its arm. "Can you play wif me? Mister Bearie needs to go on an adventure wif Biscuit to Candy Mountain!”

And who is he to say no? He ends up ignoring the fuzzy feeling in his tummy as his voice pitches up a little more and he becomes noticeably more interested in the plot you’ve made up for Mister Bearie and Biscuit.

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are you doing okay?

hello there, baby bunnie. i’m okay, just very, very stressed. it’s been busy two weeks for me with classes and personal relationships and I haven’t had the energy to post. i haven’t even had the energy to fully regress lately.

i have so many things in my drafts that are alllllmost done, but need proofreading and tweaking and i just can’t do that right now. maybe tomorrow. i promise, I’ll open requests and finish them as soon as possible, okay?

thank you for checking up on me. it means a lot, dear❤️

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• zerobaseone agere/petre masterlist •

• OT9 •

- zb1 members (i think) would try regressing

• Hanbin •

• Jiwoong •

• Zhang Hao •

• Matthew •

- not where it goes (caregiver!matthew x autistic!reader)

• Taerae •

• Ricky •

• Gyuvin •

• Gunwook •

• Yujin •

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slight tw: autism meltdown, yelling; I am autistic and I’m feeling really overwhelmed right now. another self-indulgent one… if you’re uncomfortable with this prompt, please read another one of my works or proceed with caution, okay? thank you, sweet babies.

Sometimes, Caregiver!Matthew just didn’t understand it. He knew what autism was and he thought he knew how to handle your meltdowns, but sometimes it seemed like the smallest things would set you off and he’d be caught in the middle of your frustration.

Like now, when he asked you to clean up your toys and things off of the floor. You’d responded with a tired “okay, Matty”, but kept doing what you were doing and didn’t listen.

You’d woken up regressed that morning, which isn’t usually an overwhelming thing. But all day, Matthew had been messing up your “order” of things. He sat in your seat on the sofa this morning, he forgot to make lunch on the specific plates you use (the ones without the discoloration and yucky material, thank you very much), and now you were tired from keeping in very frustrating emotions. So, excuse you for being a bit groggy and not responding immediately.

Matthew didn’t wait for a response, however, and decided to take the cleaning into his own hands -which set you off. He scurried around your room, humming to himself unknowingly as he scattered your games and toys even further, tossing random things into random corners and bins, while misplacing items that you’d color coded or stacked earlier.

It was too much. You got up and dashed to where he was standing, tossing things into your closet. He looked at you but before he could say anything, you snatched the book that was in his hands and held it to your chest.

“Stop. That not go there.” You argue, but Matthew’s only cocking his head in confusion.

Matthew pointed at the book, holding his hands out for it. “I’m only trying to help. Geez, y/n… I was gonna put the book in the closet.”

You scream, throwing the book back down on the floor and throwing yourself with it, slumping against the closet door. “I’m tryin’ to tell you! That not go there!” You repeated, more frustrated now. Matthew flinches, as you curl into a ball, muttering to yourself now.

You were having a meltdown, half-in little space and half-out of it. Matthew didn’t know what to do, but figured he should approach you gently and carefully.

“Hey… hey, I’m not gonna hurt you, y/n. Please don’t cry-“ His voice was low, careful as he tried to lay a reassuring hand on your shoulder, but you did NOT like that one bit.

You screamed at the top of your lungs, hitting Matthew’s arm in frustration. “No! That’s! Not! Where! Things! Go!” You screamed, feeling your chest become tight and your breathing start to hitch. You were getting more and more worked up, so annoyed that Matthew wasn’t listening and didn’t understand it that speaking started to become difficult.

Matthew pulled back his arm in surprise, frowning. He held onto your hands and yelped your name to get your attention. Still wheezing and muttering, you look up with teary eyes, unsure if you should pull your hands away or not.

“Hey! We don’t hit.” Matthew held onto your hands, lightly scolding you. You didn’t meet his eyes, only whining in frustration while trying to think past your brain in overdrive.

Your breathing was shaky as you rapidly opened and shut your eyes, letting in little bits of light at once. Still, you didn’t look at him. You felt everything, every emotion right now and it was like a scary rollercoaster, one that you hadn’t even meant to ride.

Matthew sat in silence with you as you calmed down a little. He had to stop you a few times from tugging at your hair or face. He looked at you and squeezed your hands to get your attention without startling you, rubbing your knuckles gently. “Honey? Can you please, please tell Matty what’s wrong? Can you please, please tell me?” His sweet voice coaxes you. He smiles a little to get your attention and you glance at him, whining again.

Then you opened your mouth, trying your hardest to get the right words out. “I don’ get it. You moved… moved my stuff. An’ I don’ like that.” You whimpered, feeling yourself getting upset all over again. Matthew rubbed soothing circles against your hand, encouraging you to take a breath and keep going. “Stuffies go there. Blankie go there. An’ my phone an’ stuff go by my bed.” Your eyes dart around, looking at each corner where Matthew had moved your things around.

“You don’t want me moving your things? I won’t move your things anymore. But when I ask you to clean your things, can you please do it? Matty doesn’t ask just to hear myself talk.” He whispers, cracking a small grin. “Okay, maybe sometimes I do. But not this time”.

You nod, chewing on your lip in thought. “Okay. Don’ move stuff again wifout me. I didn’ give you persimmons.”

“‘Permission’, you mean?” He asks cheekily.

“Yeah.”

“Alright, honey. Whatever you say.” He nodded, letting go of your hands. “Would you like help moving everything back where I found it? That way, you can teach me where things go, hm?”

You nod and start scurrying to put your things back where they belong. You tell him where things go and you don’t let him touch your belongings. That’s okay, he reasons. He doesn’t mind, he’s here to listen and watch.

Okay so, maybe Matthew didn’t understand everything about autism. But he understood now that you liked things in a very, very particular way and realized that he shouldn’t disturb that. And as you dragged him to each corner of your room to put away toys and blankies and things, he committed every single spot to memory, determined to keep things in order from now on.

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Wan’ a shark plushie… I gonna name them Nom Nom an’ we’ll play pirates togefer 🥹

Animal Teddy Name Ideas

Fox

🦊 Foxy

🦊 Amber

🦊 Autumn

🦊 Frankie

🦊 Blaze

🦊 Ember

🦊 Hunter

🦊 Pumpkin

🦊 Ash

🦊 Mister/Miss Fox

🦊 Red

🦊 Bandit

🦊 Swiper

Cat

🐱 Whiskers

🐱 Buttons

🐱 Mittons

🐱 Meow

🐱 Puss

🐱 Fluffy

🐱 Mochi

Dog

🐶 Pluto (Mickey Mouse & Friends)

🐶 Goofy (Mickey Mouse & Friends)

🐶 Snoopy (Snoopy)

🐶 Scooby/Scoob (Scooby-Doo)

🐶 Bolt (Bolt)

Deer

🦌 Fawn

🦌 Bambi (Bambi)

🦌 Fauna

🦌 Sven (Frozen)

🦌 Aura

🦌 Nova

Shark

�� Chomp/Chomper

🦈 Finn

🦈 Sharky/Sharko

🦈 Blue

🦈 Aqua

🦈 Spike

🦈 Bruce (Finding Nemo)

🦈 Mister Nibbles

🦈 Bubbles

🦈 Nom Nom

🦈 Splash

Bunny/Rabbit

🐰 Bun Bun

🐰 Hopps

🐰 Judy Hopps (Zootopia)

🐰 Fluffy

🐰 Flopsy

🐰 Skippy

🐰 Carrot

🐰 Nibbles/Nibbler

🐰 Cinnabon

🐰 Willow

🐰 Thumper (Bambi)

🐰 Peter/Flopsy/Mopsy/Cotton-Tail (Peter Rabbit)

🐰 Lola (Loony Tunes)

Cow

🐄 Moo

🐄 Daisy

🐄 Bessie

🐄 Milkshake

🐄 Buttercup

🐄 Dottie

Bear

🐻 Mister Bear

🐻 Teddy Bear

🐻 Grizzle/Grizzly

🐻 Honey

🐻 Pooh Bear (Winnie the Pooh)

🐻 Winnie (Winnie the Pooh)

Frog

🐸 Pickles

🐸 Hopps

🐸 Kermit (The Muppets)

🐸 Ribbet

Panda/Red Panda

🐼 Panda Pop

🐼 Oreo

🐼 Po (Kung Fu Panda)

🐼 Bamboo

🐼 Pandy

Pig

🐷 Oink

🐷 Piglet (Winnie the Pooh)

🐷 Pinky

🐷 Babe (Babe)

🐷 Puddle

🐷 Hamm (Toy Story)

🐷 Miss Piggy (The Muppets)

🐷 Pumbaa (Lion King)

Monkey

🐵 George (Curious George)

🐵 Abu (Aladdin)

🐵 Cheeky/Cheeky Monkey

🐵 Boots (Dora)

🐵 Banana/Nana

🐵 Bongo

Duck

🦆 Quack

🦆 Duck

🦆 Daffy (Loony Tunes)

🦆 Donald Duck (Mickey Mouse & Friends)

🦆 Bill

🦆 Puddles

🦆 Waddles

🦆 Splash

Big Cats (Ex. Lions, Tigers, Cheetahs)

🦁 Rawr

🦁 Simba (Lion King)

🦁 Nala (Lion King)

🦁 Mufasa (Lion King)

🦁 Scar (Lion King)

🦁 Majesty

Lamb

🐑 Baa

🐑 Lamby

🐑 Spring

🐑 Blossom

🐑 Lavender

🐑 Lucky

🐑 Wooly

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hihi baby bunnies! i’m SO sorry that i just like, disappeared off of the face of the planet like that. my grandparents took me on a surprise cruise to the bahamas since my university went on spring break and i had absolutely zero signal or internet for like, a week. but i had lots and lots of fun!!

how are you all doing? I’d love to hear from my sweet babies!! ^-^ 🫶🏽💖

I’m going to lock in and post all the silly little drabbles in my drafts in the next few days and then open requests back up, okay? that means going over any i might have missed recently (very sorry if I’ve missed your request!!).

please stay tuned!

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seventeen ot13 cg headcanons? ❤️

Alright this one’s a big one! Here’s things Seventeen does as your caregivers! (I got carried away with some of them and wrote more than I expected to, oopsies!)

S.Coups: “Hey, y/n?” He asks sweetly, calling for you. You approach him, waddling from wherever you came from to see Seungcheol in the living room, lifting dumbbells and watching a weightlifting tutorial on the TV. Nothing out of the usual and you’re glad he’s sitting down so he doesn’t hurt his leg, but you’re still confused?

“Hm?” You ask, tilting your head. “What’s up, Daddy?”

Without saying much, he gets up from where he’s sitting, puts down his weights, and scoops you up into his arms, carrying you like a weight! You squeal in shock as he holds you over his shoulder, bragging about how you “fell for it again, silly cherry-pie”. You really should have known better, your muscle bunny does this all the time. You fell for it, again.

Jeonghan: He’s mean! But in a sweet way. He likes to play practical jokes on you and watch you get mad. Gaslight, gatekeep, Jeonghan.

It makes him laugh, but he promises that if you really don’t like his jokes, he won’t play them on you again, okay? Appa doesn’t want to be too much of a pain in the butt.

Joshua: He loves to do whatever you like to do. He’s always up for a princess tea party or wrestling in the living room, it’s whatever you’d like. Just make sure to let him know so that he can take off all that designer before you roughhouse and wrestle, please!

Jun: Takes you to the pet stores and pet shelters to pet the kitties and the puppies. Even if you don’t or can’t adopt them, it’s always nice to give our furry friends a visit!

He giggles when you ask to hold the animals and takes lots and lots of cute photos of you. You both ask the vets lots of questions and say goodbye to your fuzzy little buddies. Honestly, this is as much for him as it is for you, little one.

Hoshi: Snatch your pacifier or teether and suckles it himself. No, I’m serious. Unless you’re crying and in dire need of it, I think he’d just start suckling your pacifiers to soothe himself.

He’d also sit you in front of an iPad and call it stellar parenting (it’s absolutely NOT lmao) but then get distracted by the iPad himself and start watching slime videos with you… so now there’s two sticky, iPad babies and neither of you want to turn YouTube off. Oh boy.

Wonwoo: Okay, Wonwoo doesn’t understand it at first. He comes around to the idea and agrees to babysit you, not quite be your caregiver. And his go-to babysitting tactic? The Nintendo Wii.

You think I’m joking? He’s dusting that old thing off and playing whatever game you want with you. It’s interactive and it’s (mostly) PG, the Wii is perfect for a little kiddo like you. You both spend hours playing the console until you’re worn out or frustrated at each other (because Mario Kart can and will bring out the worst in people)

Woozi: Brings you the studio and lets you play with the keyboard. Might record a song purely made out of your babbles and giggles, which would go absolutely triple platinum in his earbuds. He loves hearing his little one having fun and being creative.

If he’s working, he’ll ask you to wait and preoccupy yourself as best as you can. But if he’s not working on anything new, he’ll let you mess around all you want on the spare computer (because he’s not letting you anywhere near the Universe Factory archives, nice try little one!)

DK: Reads your storybooks to go to sleep, but puts on dramatic shows and funny voices for every single one of the characters. I’m talking, FULL performances. He’s getting up to dance at some parts, he’s turning certain dialogue into little songs for you. He’s a theater kid, dude. What can I say?

Mingyu: Cooks dinner with you. Gives you very important tasks, like measurements and stirring certain ingredients (and when he’s not looking, you can’t help but to lick the spoon!)

Of course, he does all the chopping and handles all of the hot dishes, but you handle lots of other other daring tasks! And when dinner’s all done, Mingyu’s just so proud of you, little one! Now go wash up to eat!

Minghao: Takes you to the park on cloudy days, when not many people are there. He likes to watch you play on the swing sets and crawl up and down the swirly slide and run around and chase squirrels with you. He likes to meditate with you when it’s early in the day and cloud gaze when it’s late. Whenever you both are outside getting fresh air, it’s always a good day.

Seungkwan: Builds elaborate pillow forts with you! Sometimes, pillow forts are just needed. They’re good for the soul and fortunately, you love making them! Unfortunately, Seungkwan kind of sucks at making them so what you both end up with is a weird blob of blankets and pillows stacked on chairs, a funny little tent shape with crooked fairy lights inside, and many, many laughs.

Vernon: Outfit of the day! Some days, Vernon lets you dress him up head to toe exactly how you like. Usually, he’s left with odd accessories, untied shoes, backwards hats, and oversized tees with various comic book characters on them, but hey! It’s not like he does much better dressing himself!

Dino: Asks you nonsense questions and leads useless conversations just to hear you yap. Your little yapping is so cute to him, he’s infinitely amused by it. Plus, it gives you an outlet to feel heard, to feel listened to.

“Oh, yeah? Then what happened?” Chan asks with a fake gasp, smirking knowingly as you begin a rant of babbles to retell your tale. He’s listening intently, really trying to piece together the story you have to tell.

Yeah, Chan could listen for hours.

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hi there, baby bunnies! I’m feeling a little better, so I’ll be working on lots an’ lots of requests! thank you for all of the well-wishes, friends! <3