#💙 not regressed

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I GOT TO INTERACT WITH DISNEY/MCU CHARACTERS!!!

[💙] I went to a gymnastics meet today, & the theme was Disney Night! They had three characters (Cinderella, Tiana, and Spider-Man) there for people (though mostly kids) to interact and take pics with!

Cinderella complimented me on my [blue] glasses and told me to keep a look out for Jaq and Gus 🥹🩵

Tiana was very nice! Spider-Man didn't really say anything though 😂

My inner child was very happy interacting with them though 🥺🌟

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This is so cuteee!!!!!

Love reading fics with Steve and Bucky as reader’s caregiver! And this is Christmas themed!!! 🥹🌟

Christmas Lights

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: Nat takes you and Wanda to look at Christmas Lights while your Daddies work on a surprise

A/N: In addition to requests I've also been working on whipping up some seasonal treats for you guys!! This was an idea I had while driving around my own neighborhood & fantasizing about my dream house with my dream caregivers 💕 Enjoy! 🎄🦌🎅🏻

Your breath fogged up the glass of the window, your chest heaving with anticipation as you scanned the driveway for any signs of Nat’s car. She was coming over tonight to drive you and Wanda all around the neighborhood to see the Christmas lights. This was one of your favorite parts of the season, it delighted your heart to see all the different displays people put up. Some houses were covered in traditional lights and garlands, some had big inflatable characters and even animatronics, and you’d heard a rumor from Peter last week that one house even had fake snow blowing around this year. Usually it was your daddies driving you around, Bucky would put in a CD of 40s Christmas hits and sing along while Steve chauffeured you around town, but when Nat offered to bring you along with her and Wanda, you were just too excited to turn it down. 

Just as Nat’s headlights turned into the driveway, Bucky scooped you up into his arms. “Woah, not so fast kiddo!” He laughed. He’d been watching you the whole time, waiting for the perfect moment to spring into action and swaddle you up in your winter coat. 

“Nooo don’t wanna wear it!!” You cried out, trying to wriggle your way out of his arms, but of course Bucky was much stronger. 

He pulled the coat over your head, muffling your protests in the fabric. Your little head popped out of the hole like a frowny jack-in-the-box, and he kissed your pout. As soon as you were free from his grasp, you sped off towards the front door that Steve had just opened, zooming out into the cold evening and straight to your best friend. You and Wanda hopped up and down with excitement while Steve stepped out to talk to Natasha. “Thanks for doing this Nat.” “Of course! The more the merrier. Hey Buck!” Nat waved at Bucky who returned the wave with a smile as he leaned nonchalantly in the front doorway.

“We should be all finished up in two hours, do you think you can keep them up for that long?” Steve asked, looking over at you and Wanda to make sure you couldn’t overhear his secret plan.

“You know those kids, they can keep each other up for hours. Just text me when you guys are ready.”

Steve smiled at Nat, then headed over to you. 

“Alright sugarplum, we’ll see you back here in a bit!” He said, picking you up to strap you into the backseat of Nat’s car, but you jumped out of the way at the last second.

“Wait daddy!” You shouted, sprinting back up the front steps of your home and into Bucky’s arms. “Bye Baba, I love you.” “I love you too, babydoll.” Bucky kissed you on the head once more and squeezed you tightly before letting you go. You trotted back over to Steve and now let him carry you to the carseat. Just as you had with Bucky, you hugged your daddy tightly before he sat you down into the seat, and he kissed you on the head like Bucky had as he strapped you in. 

“I love you, daddy.” “I love you too, angel. Be good for Auntie Nat, okay?” He asked, and you took your mission to heart. 

You smiled at Steve and Bucky who stood waving at you from the porch as Nat began to drive away, and felt a little pit in your stomach at the realization that they wouldn’t be joining you in your Christmas tradition this year. Just as soon as you’d begun to feel it though, Nat caught your attention from the front seat. “Alright you two, I have a surprise for you, but you have to behave!” She said as she stopped at a red light, using the moment to reach into the back seat and hand you and Wanda each a large candy cane. 

“Thank you mommy!” Wanda giggled, and you both rushed to unwrap your treats. 

“Mmm… thank you Auntie Nat!” You smiled as the sweet peppermint hit your tongue. 

The car wound through neighborhood after neighborhood, driving all over town from end to end. You and Wanda stayed nearly silent in the backseat, save for the occasional exclamation of wonder as your eye devoured the most delectable displays you could imagine. Brilliant lights in every color of the rainbow illuminated the homes, some even had creative projection shows and music blasting from home speakers. At these houses, Nat would turn down the Christmas radio station and roll down the windows so you could hear what the houses were playing. 

You were nearly beside yourself with excitement when you found the house Peter had been telling you about. Big machines hidden behind wooden cutouts of Christmas trees blasted fake glittery snow in swirls around the yard. Nat let you and Wanda out of the car to run around and try to catch it in your mittened hands for a few minutes, and you were actually glad that Bucky had made you wear your coat for once. After you and Wanda wore yourselves out, Nat strapped you back into your respective car seats before continuing the light tour.

You didn’t even know how long you’d been out, but it must have been a while since you’d heard Last Christmas play on the radio at least three times by now. You stifled a yawn, you didn’t want to seem ungrateful, but it was soon going to become evident to everybody that it was past your bedtime if you didn’t get home soon. Luckily, a ding from Nat’s phone echoed over the music, and your energy perked up as you realized you were starting to drive back into familiar territory. You were too small to really understand directions and streets, but the big trees and houses you strolled past with your daddies on your afternoon walks let you know you were almost home. You adjusted in your seat as you turned into what you thought was your driveway, but you realized you couldn’t see your house. At least, you couldn’t recognize it at first. You were blinded by bright glowing golden light. Blinking once, twice, you tried to focus before realizing the light was in fact your house after all. Nat put the car into park and shut off the radio, and you could hear the massive wreath on the front door chime with jingle bells as your daddies stepped out onto the now lavishly decorated porch to greet you. 

See, when Nat had offered to take you out that night, Steve and Bucky realized it was the perfect time to surprise you with some Christmas lights of your own. Usually, Bucky would put up a few garlands around the front door and lights along the roof, but you’d always fantasized about having the most amazing house on the block, and now you had it. Thousands of lights glittered down the pillars of the porch, a bright green wreath hung in every window, ribbons trailed along the rooftops, and a family of animatronic golden reindeer stood grazing in the yard. Every tree on the massive property was covered from trunk to tip with lights and ornaments, and giant figurines of your favorite characters dressed in their holiday best stood to greet you with smiles. Your daddies had turned your home into a winter wonderland. As Nat undid your seatbelt, you couldn’t get out of the car and into your daddies’ arms fast enough.

You were too stunned to speak, though you didn’t need to. Your gratitude was expressed in your bright eyes and ecstatic smile. You didn’t need to say thank you, your breathless laughter was enough as you threw yourself into Steve and Bucky’s warm and waiting arms. It was only mid-December, but you could feel this was already the best Christmas ever. 

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— strawberry shortcake & hello kitty moodboard

wanted to make something pink and cute... got some strawberry shortcake and hello kitty themes with a lot of pink. the last image in the bottom row belongs to someone by the @ of darlingfawn i believe but im not sure what account out there with that @ on which platform to credit so !! if anyone has an answer to that please let me know !!

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Not a archive post but I just wanted to have fun and do the little mascot for the blog with this template! (I hope adding the bandana was ok!)

Template found here By @heavenspuppy / @mamimikey

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[💙] these headcanons are so cute! They’d both make great Caregivers!!! 🥹🌟

CG Aziraphale....

Cookies and hot chocolate and silly magic shows and stories, the smell of books and candles and fluffy white blankets...

"Darling" "Sweet one" "dear boy/dear one" "love" "dearheart"......

Bandaids on even the smallest of boo-boos and treats for the littlest victories...... Being wrapped up in a blanket and surrounded with pillows and stuffies and warmth.. silly voices in stories....

But also CG Crowley..

Late night car rides and sour candies and bedtime stories he makes up on the spot.. him doing your makeup...

Wandering around forests or abandoned malls, exploring whatever you want, looking at the stars and learning the ones that he made

"Kid" "Kiddo" "Rascal"

Falling asleep in the back of the Bentley, staying up late watching bad movies, catching frogs and bugs, learning to draw.....

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Caregiver!Gojo Satoru Headcanons

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Gojo would go out and buy cool toys or things that a regressor of his would love

This man isn’t afraid to spoil you now and then. You wanna buy a paci? He’s bought you a full set of pacis with it without gems

Loves to make regressors laugh with jokes and such

He has a nice voice for reading stories to help a little one get a good night’s sleep

Huddling within blanket forts or tents

Definitely carries you to bed to tuck you in snug if you fall asleep in his arms

Apple slices. daifuku and kikufuku mochi are his favorite treats to make for regressors

Sometimes you and him would mess with Nanami when there’s not a lot to do

With all the plushies he gives you, don’t be surprised to find a section of your room stacked with them.

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i legit almost regressed in class

it's a stop motion animation class, and to start easy, our teacher wanted us to make mini flip-o-rama's (like from Captian Underpants)

and to explain the assignment, he pulled up a video where the artist/author of Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus was making a flip animation with the pigeon from the book [I literally had not thought about this book since kindergarten/1st grade]

And then, we were just drawing/coloring very rudimentary drawings! It felt like kindergarten all over again! He was even coming around to check on our mini flip animations 😂😭

[so yeah, I just about regressed in class lol]

This was my attempt at making the "Crowley's Glasses Falling" gif 😂

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these headcanons are so cute!!!!

Regressed Vox HCs!

(Actually had a lot more than I expected oops)

⚓️ Rarely ever regresses. Avoids it at all costs if he can but it always comes back cause bottling things up makes it worse! (he does not learn)

⚓️ Due to all the stress and pressure of being the main Vee in charge as well as having a literal monopoly over the TV industry he tends to regress really really tiny like he’s just a lil guy, if he were to guess he’d say he age regresses from 4-8 years old but it’s more likely 2-6 (tell him he’s a big boy regardless it makes him happy)

⚓️ If Vox can feel himself regressing he’ll quietly get to the most isolated area possible as quick as possible - he rather keep his regression private

⚓️ Complete 180 with how he normally acts. He’s quieter and more reserved like bro does not speak at all and keeps his distance

…Until he starts coming out of his shell that is!!

⚓️ When Vox is out of his shell and with somebody he’s comfortable with (Velvette probably), he is a rambler, a yapper even.

⚓️ He can barely talk however 😭 just babbling and stuttering and tripping over his words - he had so many speech impediments as a kid and that just comes right back to hit him in the face

⚓️ He does not care however and believes he is perfectly understandable!

⚓️ Sharks on the mind, drawing sail boats, knows a ton about marine life - idk if anybody else gets this vibe from him but I feel like his hometown would’ve been a small coastal village near a big city

⚓️ Favorite candy HAS to be those shark shaped gummies

⚓️ Has a lil sailor hat he likes to wear instead of his top hat :>

⚓️ Makes little hums, buzzes, and trills sounds similar to a TV or computer as a way to stim

⚓️ Doesn’t really understand know how to ask for something he struggles with communicating… so he bites! Hungry? Bite. Thirsty? Biting. Wanting attention? Your fingers are gone!

⚓️ Will also just… stare. His big ol eyes are constantly staring at his caregiver (similar to the random little kid who stares at you at a restaurant like you own them money) mostly does this cause he’s curious but also cause he just loves his caregiver C:

⚓️ Will shock himself for fun (it doesn’t harm him 80% of the time and he thinks it’s funny)

(Do not let him go near any outlets he’s gonna cause a power outage on purpose)

⚓️ Very very tantrum prone. Cries when he’s angry and when he’s sad and it doesn’t take a lot to push him over the edge. Will not understand why his favorite stuffed animal has to be taken away to be cleaned it’s the most excruciating 10 minutes of his life

⚓️ But sometimes he’ll just have bursts of pent up rage coming out randomly (from bottling it up) where he’s just screaming and crying and also doesn’t understand why :< feels really ashamed about it later so he needs constant reassurance that it’s okay to feel angry

⚓️ Being so fr we all know Vox is a lil pathetic so when he regresses that translates to a ball of nerves. He is sensitive and if left alone with his thoughts for too long he’s gonna start bawling. However he also cries when being told something like “I’m so proud of you!” “I love you” “Good boy!” He starts crying bc he’s not used to genuine affection, like he’s happy but malfunctioning at the same time

⚓️ Ironically, Vox doesn’t like using (modern) technology too much when regressed. He is easily overstimulated by flashing screens and loud sounds to the point where he has to turn his own brightness settings lower 😭

⚓️ occasionally he’ll play a video game but not really cause he’s either messing around on MS paint or playing snake on a Nokia phone (he likes chewing on Nokias)

⚓️ Vox is honestly a huge hypocrite lol, he’s all for modernization but he keeps a 1950s model TV in all its black-and-white glory specifically for when he age regressed cause of nostalgia.

⚓️ He has old VHS tapes of a show called “Lassie” that was really popular in the 50s (For anybody curious it was a live-action show about a Border Collie named Lassie who’d go on various adventures and save people from danger its a rlly wholesome show <3) Vox also loves Huckleberry Hound! Yet another example of blue cartoon dogs being loved no matter what generation they’re in!

⚓️ Loves being read to, easiest way to soothe Vox is by telling him a story - he’ll remember every single detail and repeat it to his caregiver later with much enthusiasm

⚓️ The original Charlie Brown comic strips are also one of Vox’s favorites, he likes how warm the art style feels and of course - who doesn’t love Snoopy!

(Vox might just be a dog and shark person idk)

⚓️ Vox loves eating Legos! They’re very crunchy colorful! :3

⚓️ Always needs teethers/pacifiers for reasons stated above

⚓️ When Vox gets tiny he’ll try to handle it himself for as long as he can but if he can’t he’ll begrudgingly go to Velvette. Or she’ll go to him Vox is ridiculously stubborn

⚓️ Velvette. Ohmfydo she’s freaking OUT/pos

⚓️ She regresses way more often than Vox does and Vox is always insisting to care for her. So when she sees him regressed it’s always a treat! Girl is gonna be doting on him the same way he dotes on her

⚓️ Vox is clinging to her. CLINGING to her. As soon as she sits down he’s on her lap or he’ll be constantly following her and holding her hand

⚓️ Vox when he’s little tends to be more, feminine(?) Gender is gendering he lowkey has some internalized issues with gender expression (pls bare with him 😭) but when he’s little (and with Velvette encouraging him ofc) he likes wearing those long flowy night gowns c: they’re just more comfortable than pants or shorts to him! Not that he doesn’t love wearing suits and bow ties - he is a distinguished gentleman even when little

⚓️ Vox is not a girly girl but he does love playing dress up or having tea parties… he will get shy and feel ashamed about liking those things cause “he’s supposed to like boy things” that kind of mindset gets shut down quickly by Velvette once she gives him the reassurances he needs (GENDER AFFIRMATION BEAM GO!!)

⚓️ Velvette has given him so many nicknames. Of course love, darling, and sweetheart being commonly used. But also nicknames like little prince or little inventor. The one that Velvette uses most often and makes Vox the most giddy is probably pup. Cause pup is what baby sharks are called! He is just a silly baby shark <3

These have been floating in my head for weeks now ahdbfbsjfnnd I need to share them before I spontaneously combusted

I am so. Soft for little Vox way more than I originally thought he’s mostly a caregiver in my book but he’s adorable a little <3

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OK HEAR ME OUT I PERSONALLY SEE VOX AS A CAREGIVER

but bc of these hcs

I see him as a flip (cg lean)!!

these were amazing I approve

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not me switchin from lil headspace to big headspace so quickly dependin on wat i lookin ats on phone. brain so chaotics !! 💙🦜

[l1ttlepup]

Day 10 of 25 days of moodboards

A moodboard based on @healingpuppys

My requests are open so feel free to ask for one. I'll make stimboards and moodboards just clarify which one you want!!

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poor Vox!!! But this was sweet!!!

Hey, i know you made this post a long while ago [Jan 4th so you can know which one I'm talking about] but are you still taking requests for the "send me a blorbo and a number from 1-50"? Maybe vox and 27? [Or any song you'd like]

Hi hi! Yes! #27 -> look who’s inside again by Bo Burnham

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Vox paced in his office, watching on his cameras as Valentino slowly left Vox’s apartment. The other two had joined him in his apartment the previous night after Velvette had regressed and needed to be watched. Vox had left early for work, but Val and Velvette were taking their time leaving.

He fiddled with his coffee cup as Val entered the elevator, waiting for the doors to close before his shoulders dropped and he quickly made his way to his apartment himself, making use of his cameras as transport.

He collapsed against his door, fans whirring noisily as he sloppily locked his door. It was quiet, apart from his fans. He’d felt the ever encroaching fuzz for a couple of days now, but the time had never been right. He felt frustrated tears well up in his eyes but he blinked them away, instead stumbling further into his apartment and toward his bedroom.

With shaking hands, he pulled out the pathetic little box that held his minuscule regression gear. While he was happy to spoil and indulge both Valentino and Velvette with whatever they wanted, especially when small, he hated the idea of… giving into this side of himself. So he has the necessities for his general age range and that’s it; pacifier, a stuff shark, and pull-ups. The package of diapers was unopened, he’d learned that he would honestly rather have an accident than face the possibility of someone seeing him wearing a diaper.

Of course, he didn’t let his littles get away with this, after all no kid wants to deal with needing to get cleaned up or the embarrassment of having an accident that everyone can see. He makes sure that, when necessary, padding is used. But! Luckily for him, he didn’t have a caregiver. In fact, no one knew he regressed at all! So. There’s that. No one in charge of him, he can do whatever he wants, in the confines of his bedroom where he locks himself in when he regresses.

Vox changed out of his work clothes into something more comfortable, and black (just in case), before flicking the lock on his door shut and setting a 1 hour timer. He had stuff to do, no time for a proper regression, but enough that he can shove some of that stupid fuzziness back where it came from.

Vox flopped onto his bed, grabbing his pacifier and shoving it into his mouth eagerly. He grabbed his shark as well, cuddling it close to his chest. He was booored. Wide, curious eyes danced around the room until they settled on the door, which was making an odd sound.

“Vox!” Shouted the door in… was that Velvette’s voice? Did his door eat his friend? Vox stared at the door, shaking slightly. The door wobbled a bit and made a banging sound. Vox quietly played the sound back, trying to remember what it was. Knocking! That makes much more sense, his door didn’t eat Velvette, she was knocking and shouting outside of the door.

Oh. That’s not ideal.

“Vox!” She shouted again, “Listen, Val messed up a camera or something and he’s pretty upset, like, emotionally. It’s weird. Come fix it!” Vox swallowed, squirming unhappily. He eyed the timer. 50 minutes remained. He wasn’t supposed to leave the bedroom when he was small… but Val was sad! And, it’s not like he had a caregiver to enforce any rules, so…

“Val?” Vox asked, pointing at the phone. “Th-sad?” Velvette stared at him, confused. Vox tried to rennet what he was supposed to do if anyone ever found him when he was small. He was supposed to call Velvette, but she was already there, so now what? “Th-mall.” Vox said, pointing at himself, frowning as he lisped.

“I gathered,” Velvette said dryly. Vox hunched I’m on himself a bit, taking a few stumbling steps back until he was passed the boundary of the door and back into the bedroom. He shouldn’t have left. Vox made a high pitched whirring noise, fans clicking on again. Velvette was not happy. He could hear noises far away, the closer, and then Val was there. He was very tall when Vox was wearing no shoes. Vox hid behind his door, only peaking out slightly.

This did nothing to help when Val just waltzed into his bedroom, stretching out onto Vox’s bed without a care. He tossed Vox his shark stuffy. Vox scrambled forward to catch it, and then Val reached out and grabbed the corner of his screen.

“Hey Voxxy,” Valentino purred softly, “you really are small, aren’t you?” Vox nodded, pointing at his timer. Velvette spoke up from behind him.

“He has a lisp,” she informed Valentino, much to Vox’s embarrassment. He frowned at her, but got distracted by his timer. It was halfway done. Vox whined softly, he hated the timer! Valentino and Velvette were talking, but he couldn’t understand what they were saying. He began to cry, feedback and static echoing into the room momentarily before he was able to mute himself.

The two others turned to look at him, but their faces were blurry. Vox whined silently, reaching out towards them because he hated being alone, and he was always alone and it was no fun.

Things were blurry from there, but as he had trained himself too, Vox dropped back out of headspace when the timer went off. It was disorienting and sometimes painful, but it worked as an off switch so he used it. He blinked a few times. He was on the couch, and his apartment was a disaster. Velvette and Valentino were cuddling him on either side of him, and they looked like disasters too. Exhausted and, to Vox’s embarrassment, clearly bruised and bitten. How much havoc had he wrecked in 30 minutes?

He slowly extracted himself from this embrace, because he had set that timer for a reason, and stretched. He felt far better than he had after regressing since… well a while. Vox yawned as he got himself ready for the rest of the day, jealously eyeing his two compassions as they snoozed on the couch. Perhaps, he need not isolate himself every time he’s small.

[softpawpup]

dipper little rq here! i'm gonna be honest I'm not sure which one

(ㆁωㆁ) uhm maybe the mood board please!

dipper agere moodboard !! ^^ thank you sm for the request this was a fun one to do tehe !! i think its pretty soft and cute too so ^^ i thought about adding more star elements but i decided to go for a more soft, foresty, comfy aesthetic.

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bluey coloring + sticker book !! 💫

- coloring time w/ new socks paci 🐾

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Agere / Kidcore Flag. Poster!

(This flag is exclusive for Autistic individuals)

I do not take credit for this design! I am merely posting this here for archival reasons!

Definition: “for autistics who age regress or who enjoy kidcore aesthetic / are kidcore.

Screenshot under post

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CG! Gojo Satoru Stimboard

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