Jess !! (She / they)ADHD + OCD + ED <3.Current hyperfixations: mouthwashing and ddlc :3
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Seals :3 I’ve never drawn seals before so they might not look the best Lol, this was a discord request :D!
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THIS IS FROM THE OFFICIAL HAZBIN TWITTER IM LEGALLY ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT HIM NOW
WHAT DO YOU MEAN HES BLOND 😭😭
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being a middle without someone to care for you whether it be a partner/caregiver/older-sibling type can be really hard. online agere is very centered around toddler regression, and i think the assumption is that middle regressors probably don't need a carer. middle regression can be so lonely, especially when it's "impure regression" that comes with things like depression and other mental health issues. when i regress to that age it's like i'm right back at the stage where i first started to realize that i felt bad mentally, and at the same time didn't know what was happening to me.
when i'm middle regressed (like...a lot) i always think about how nice it would be to have someone to watch gaming play-throughs with, to watch scary pg-13s with, to eat junk food but also be reminded to feed myself properly, to go explore forests and playgrounds and abandoned parking lots with, to skate and draw and play with toys that we're "getting a little old for".
and because it's middle regression and i'm not like, a minor, i'd feel more comfortable with that carer being a bit older than me, at least like 25+. idk, it's like an older sibling type comfort that i've daydreamed about for years. when i was 12, i was a lonely single child and i just wished i had a cool older brother to make me feel safe and hang out with me, waste time at the mall, watch stupid videos etc. anyway sad vent post over, eww i have to go to work. >_<
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Goodness I’m falling back in love with this movie all over again-
Watch the movie Klaus on Netflix
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my art asks r open im willing to do helluva, mouthwashing, tadc or hazbin 🔥
#sfw agere#agere hazbin hotel#agere fanfic#agere little#agere headcanons#sfw agere art#agere art#mouthwashing agere#agere helluva boss#hazbin hotel agere#tadc agere
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Possum, buddy
You might need to turn asks off until January 26 because of this...
https://www.tumblr.com/kyri45/770546415625764864/hello-dear-sorry-for-bothering-you-but-its
Oof. Well then.
Looks like I'm turning off asks for now.
I'll still answer old asks and try to think of something fun to do in the meantime, but if you have any asks, you can send them in this post via commenting.
Stay safe guys!
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This did numbers in the wrong organ server so here y’all go
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What if you did the classic “Had a nightmare and got in bed with caretaker” with Katniss and Haymitch? Cause- ya know- Katniss??
THIS TOOK SIX MONTHS BUT I GOTCHU
Nightmares
Haymitch often stayed up late, often nursing a beer, often only sleeping for a couple hours. He was just about to open his second beer of the night while resting on his couch, when he heard a knock on his door. He sighed, setting his unopened drink to the side. Who the hell was up this late?
“Can I help you?” Haymitch mumbled tiredly, running a hand down his face, not even bothering to look at who it was. There was silence for a bit, until he heard their breath hitch and stutter and looked up. Katniss. Shit.
“Haymitch,” Katniss eventually whispered tearfully. She was soaked, she’d likely walked through victors village to his place in nothing but her pajamas. Her eyes were puffy and red from her crying, and she was shaking like a leaf. Not to mention she was obviously Little, her fingers hooked onto her bottom lip.
“Sweet girl, hey,” Haymitch greeted softly. “What’s going on? Here, come in, kid.” He gently tugs her inside when she doesn’t make any move to come in herself. He quickly shuts the door behind her to stop any more rain or chill to come inside. “I’ll grab you a towel, here.”
When Haymitch tried to walk away slowly to grab a towel from the washroom, Katniss looks like she’s gonna start crying all over again, and clings onto his arm with a strength that's slightly bruising, "No."
He pauses, "Hey, okay. I hear you, kiddo. I'm not going anywhere without you. Shh," he tries to soothe her gently, pulling away his arm to scratch her head. "What happened? Couldn't sleep?"
She nodded, her chest tightening, "Couldn't- had-," she trailed off. "The games," she explained eventually. Ah. That tracks. He continued to scratch at her head.
"I know, sweet girl," Haymitch hums. "I get them too, they suck," he gives her a sad smile, bringing down his hand and thumbing away her tears. "You did what you had to do, honey."
She eventually nodded, still looking unsure. "Let's get you dried off, okay? Then we'll get you back to bed, sweetheart," he explained patiently, leading her to the washroom and grabbing a towel.
He made quick work of drying off her hair the best he could, not bothering to brush out her tangles. He really didn't want her to cry anymore tonight. "You bring a change of clothes, kiddo?" Katniss shook her head and Haymitch bit back a sigh, wasn't her fault. She was pretty little, of course she wouldn't have remembered something like that. "Okay, that's fine, kid. I have extra clothes."
he quickly grabbed her a hoodie of his and some sweatpants, handing them to her gently, “You want me to leave the room?” He questioned, not all that surprised when she quickly shakes her head. “No, alright, I’ll just turn around then, kid. Lemme know if you need help.”
She made decently quick work of getting changed, which Haymitch was pretty impressed by. “You all done? Ready to head to bed now, sweet girl?” He questioned gently.
She shook hehead scrunching up her nose, “No!” Haymitch frowned, he really should’ve expected that. Of course she wouldn’t wanna go to bed after a nightmare.
“Okay, sweetheart,” he whispers. “I get it, but you have to get to sleep. Can we problem solve here?” Katniss shrugged, sniffling loudly. Haymitch paused to think about how to get the fussy little to sleep. “Would it help if I just walked around with you for a bit maybe?”
Katniss scrunches up her nose, “Don’t wanna walk,” she protested and Haymitch shook his head.
“I didn’t mean that you’d have to walk around. I meant that I’d carry you, kid, walk around for a bit to calm you down, that sound good?” Katniss eventually nodded hesitantly, reaching her hands out for him to pick her up. “Good girl.” He praised softly as he picked her up.
It didn’t take very long, with the gentle rocking, for Katniss to fall asleep in his arms, “Night, sweet girl,” he whispered, kissing her hair. “Sleep well this time.”
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THE SCREAM I SCREAMED I LOVE THEM SO MUCH YOUR HONOR!!! 😭
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