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agerefandom · 4 years ago

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What Family Is

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Reader, OCs

Words: 1,700

Summary: Remus and Sirius have settled in a Muggle town with you, their adopted regressor, since age regression is more accepted in Muggle society. Remus meets a new friend while you’re busy on the playground, and eventually you go home for dinner.

Warnings: cglre terminology (Remus is ‘daddy’ and Sirius is ‘papa,’ hopefully not too confusing!), some baby talk from the reader, they/them pronouns used for Reader by someone who doesn’t know them (gender-neutral aside from that).

(A/N: Sirius has nicknamed the Reader ‘Applebee’ because they kept repeating it for a while! It’s a very minor thing, but I thought it might be odd without an explanation.)

The playground is always full of noise and laughter on sunny days. Remus is enjoying the sunlight, his eyes closed and his face tilted towards the warm sky, when someone sits beside him on the bench, startling him out of his reverie.

Flinching upright, he blinks at the person now beside him, who looks just as surprised as him. She’s a stranger, a young woman wearing a bright summer dress.

“Sorry to startle you,” she says with genuine apology. “I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s alright.” Remus runs a hand through his hair, pushing it back and letting it fall into its natural pattern. “I was drifting off a bit.” He turns his attention to the playground, checking that nothing has changed.

“Which one is yours?” the woman asks, following his gaze towards the playground.

“Ah, the one in the yellow overalls,” Remus says, unable to help the fondness in his voice as he points you out. You’re busy under the bridge, making a pile of the dusty pebbles that keep the playground safe for the clumsy children that play here.

“An age regressor?” the woman asks. Remus tenses slightly. The stranger’s voice wasn’t accusatory, but not everyone is friendly towards regressors, even if they’re largely accepted by muggle society these days.

“Yes. My child,” Remus returns.

“They seem very sweet,” she says, and Remus relaxes slightly at her casual tone. “Did they choose their clothes by themself?”

“Yes.” Remus smiles. You’re dressed in a mish-mash of your favourite clothes: yellow overalls, an orange shirt with the Seasame Street characters printed across it, and star-patterned light up sneakers. “I’m afraid fashion doesn’t run in the family.” Remus gestures to his own clothes, muggle-style but hardly fashion forward: plain grey slacks and a dark long-sleeved shirt.

“I think they look wonderful,” the woman smiles. “Full of life. My son is on the monkey-bars, there.”

She points, and Remus follows her finger to a young boy sitting on top of the bars and stimming happily, hands waving back and forth.

“Very talented!” Remus praises. “I’ve never seen my little one get all the way up there. He must be good at climbing.”

“My little monkey,” says the mother fondly. “I’m Sasha, by the way.”

“Remus.”

The two of them shake hands.

“How long have you lived in this area?” Sasha asks.

“A few months,” Remus says honestly. “My partner and I wanted to settle down close to London, but not in the city proper. We’re still getting used to the town.

“I’ve lived here for all of Jason’s life- that’s my son- and we just love it here. If you wanted some restaurant recommendations, I’d be happy to supply them.”

Remus finds himself enjoying the chatter with the new muggle, Sasha. Both of them keep their eyes on their children as they talk, sharing stories about messy bath-times and their favourite parks in town. By the time the sun is getting low, Remus has given Sasha his number, and she’s invited him and Sirius for dinner at her house.

“I’ll have to check with my partner about his schedule, but we’d love to come,” Remus says. “We don’t have enough friends in the area.”

“I’m always glad to meet more people,” Sasha smiles.

“We should get going, Sirius will be sad if we’re not home in time for dinner,” Remus sighs. He wasn’t usually one for talking with strangers, but he’s been enjoying the discussion about parenting, and you were clearly enjoying your time on the playground while he waited. “I’ll call you about dinner.

“Looking forward to it!” Sasha waves Remus off as he approaches the playground.

“Sweetheart!” Daddy calls, catching your attention as you run towards the stairs to the slide. “It’s time to go home.”

“Nooo,” you complain, stopping on the bridge between the ladder and the stairs. “Don’t wanna go home.”

“Papa is making dinner for us,” Daddy says. “Don’t you want to see him?”

“Puppy?” You perk up, glancing around. You miss Papa so much, he usually comes to the park to play!

“He’s at home, sweetheart, waiting with soup.” Daddy walks up to the bridge, smiling. “One more slide, and then home?”

“One more slide,” you agree reluctantly, and finish climbing to the slide platform. Daddy stands at the bottom, arms outstretched, and you giggle as you sit at the top of the slide. He’s going to try and catch you, and you’re probably going to knock him over, but that’ll be his fault.

You push yourself forward and gravity pulls you down, whoosh, right into Daddy’s arms. He swings you around with the momentum and then sets you down on your feet. You forget how strong Daddy is sometimes! He’s so small.

Well, he’s not small. He’s taller than you, but you can wrap your arms all the way around him when you hug him and touch your own elbows, and that’s small. There are lots of ways to be small.

You’re distracted from your thoughts when Daddy takes your hand and starts leading the way home: you follow obediently, blinking back at the darkening playground and the kids who are still playing.

“Can we come back tomorrow, daddy?” you ask.

“If you’d like,” he says. “Maybe Papa will enjoy getting out of the house.”

“Papa!! Puppy?” You love going out with Papa when he’s a dog. Everyone wants to pet him and he plays with you. Daddy always sits by the playground and makes sure you’re safe, but Papa will play! “Tomorrow?”

“You’ll have to ask him if he’s busy.”

“Okay!”

The birds sing in the trees as you walk home. You blink around at the houses, and the other people on the sidewalks. Some people smile at you, and you drop your eyes to the ground as you smile back. People are so nice to you! They give you cookies when you go to the store, and they give you crayons when you go to eat pancakes. Sometimes when your Papa and Daddy are both busy, you have to go to daycare with other kids who are big sometimes, and the caretakers there are nice, but you prefer spending the day with your caregivers.

“Here we are!” Daddy points out your street, which you were about to walk past. That’s why Daddy holds your hand while you’re walking: otherwise, you get lost! You start to speed ahead, pulling Daddy behind you. You know the way from here, and you want to be home, you want to be home now!

Finally, Daddy lets go of your hand and you run up the stairs to the front door, bursting in happily.

“Papaaaa!”

“Applebee!” Papa comes running from the kitchen to give you a proper hug, lifting you off the ground as you laugh. “How was the park?”

“It was awesome! I went down the slide lots and lots!” Daddy comes in the door behind you and starts taking his shoes. You struggle to toe yours off, and Papa gets down to help you with the Velcro strips. Finally, you’re free in your socked feet, and Papa leads the way back to the kitchen as you tell him all about the pebble castle you built under the bridge.

The kitchen is full of good smells, and Papa starts stirring something on the stove.

“Smells great,” Daddy calls from the hallway.

“Thanks, babe! It’s a new experiment,” Papa replies.

“Papa, will you go to the park and play tomorrow??” You hug him from the back, rubbing your face against his sweater. He’s much softer as a dog, but dogs aren’t allowed in the kitchen.

“Hmm, I think I’d like that.” He taps the spoon, drops it on the side of the stove, and turns to hug you properly, messing up your hair. “Someone needs to keep an eye on you, little troublemaker.”

“Papa!!” you protest, pushing his hand off. He laughs and nuzzles your cheek instead, his version of a kiss when he’s a dog. It’s scratchier when he’s just Papa, his stubble making your face feel tender.

“I was thinking a family movie and early bedtime tonight,” Daddy says, finally coming in from the hall and joining the hug with an arm around Papa’s shoulders and a hand on the top of your head. He’s always very gentle when he touches you. “I could use some extra sleep.”

“Sounds good.” Papa gives Daddy a kiss, and then pushes their noses together affectionately. “Alright if I stay up?”

“Of course.”

Papa and Daddy don’t always sleep at the same time, but that means when you can’t sleep, one of them is usually awake. And they don’t mind you climbing into their bed, either. Nothing is cozier than being squished between them after you’ve woken up from a nightmare.

“I wanna stay up with Papa!”

“Are you sure? It’s been a long day,” Daddy says.

“Yeah.”

You have the best caregivers: they listen to you. They used to make you go to bed at one time, every night, but it didn’t really work, because you can’t always sleep. So now they let you decide when to go to bed, unless you get cranky. Then they make you brush your teeth even if you say you don’t want to. And sometimes they trick you into lying down on the couch and listening to a lullaby, and then you wake up the next morning in bed.

You have tricky dads. But you love them.

“An Applebee and Papa party!” Sirius laughs, tugging you into his side and planting a proper kiss on your temple. “Sounds perfect. Alright, you two, get changed for dinner. Remus, did you walk through a mud puddle?”

“Oh….” Daddy glances down at his trousers, and so do you. They are very dirty. “I didn’t notice.”

“I know,” Papa says fondly. “Go help our little one get changed, and I’ll have dinner on the table when you’re done.”

“I love you!” you tell Papa, as Daddy takes your hand to help you up the stairs.

“Love you too, cutie.” Papa blows you a kiss, and you tuck it into your pocket with a giggle. Papa is silly. You love him. You look up and see Daddy smiling fondly: he loves both of you too.

That’s what family is, after all. Just a lot of love and silliness.

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babysizedfics · 4 years ago

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bee bee bee!! its raining here and ik its writing day for u but!! what are some rainy day activities that the kiddos do? also also im mushroom anon on the in character blog! 🐝

oh i thought that was you!!! :D and i love rain ahhh

OKAY so actually Roman experiences low mood when the weather is gloomy, he ties a lot of his emotions to outward experience (ie self worth with his appearance) and he is very romantic! so i think the dramatic pathetic fallacy stuff that he has seen in stories will have influenced his emotional reaction to the weather - when its sunny and hot he is really high energy and super happy and optimistic, when it's dark and rainy suddenly his insecurities are louder and heavier and his energy is quite a lot lower

so on rainy days - even before the regression was introduced to the family dynamic - they always had movie days and spent time together to keep roman company 🥺

and!! now that he has a littlespace which can act as a boost of happiness i think they would have little movie days

it actually didnt start off too well though because they watched disney films and didnt realise that they were much too dark (even the lighthearted ones) for such a small baby vee - i like to think of it as because his older self is able to ascertain dark themes from almost anything, thats also true for his younger self but it's too much to handle for him, and a baby realising that bambi's mum died or that rapunzel's mum is actually an abusive kidnapper is very scary for the poor boy

now they have a better understanding of age appropriate material for him and will watch baby friendly things - but sometimes roman doesnt like watching such babyish shows and films which is where my next point comes in:

what they didnt realise before vee's regression is that rain is a BIG stim for him!! he hid it before but he's not able to when he's tiny, he just LOVES RAIN SO MUCH

he gets super super super excited and bouncy and giggly and its the happiest anyone has ever seen him!! he becomes the most playful happy excitable little one in the world when he sees that raindrops are starting to pitter patter on the window

his eyes just go WIDE and he gasps and his face immediately stretches into a massive smile and if he's already regressed he just cant stop squeaking!! its constant and he will squeak and reach up to mama or papa to pick him up then whine and point to the window and try to pull them that way until the CG carries him to the window to watch and vee just presses his nose n head against the glass and watches with absolute baby wonder

he could stare for hours the caregivers realise and will strt crying if you try to take him away, so the best way the caregivers find to let him get the excitement out is to bounce him as he watches!

and the raindrops and the rain sounds and the pretty grey clouds and the bouncing all just build up til virgil is too happy to express and he flaps his hands and squeals and squeaks as a verbal stim and the caregivers encourage it 'are your hands happy baby?' 'oh my goodness what a cute lil squeaky stormcloud!'

and virgil always points and wants to go outside but the caregivers know better than he does by this point, vee really hates getting his skin wet unless he is having a bath, so going outside is a no no

but if he is really fussy then they let him stick his hand out the window for a few seconds - it always ends with his smile dropping and him whimpering and shaking his hand to which they quickly dry it with a soft towel and bounce him til he's smiling again

so!! on the rainy days when roman is feeling sad and wants to watch disney films, one of the caregivers will stay with him and stroke his hair while the other will take virgil up to their room to watch the rain from their window and it actually works out better than shared movie days!!

#the ENTIRE vee liking rain is literally just me writing about me #im not even pretending to hide it #little/big concepts #agere virgil #little virgil #agedre roman #little roman #asks #🐝 anon

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nonbinary-homosexual-lifeform · 4 years ago

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I am a gay bitch

Some things about me tho i know, No one cares :,)

- I am grey-ace biromantic (hatefulness will be blocked and this applies to ALL of my posts.)

- i am nonbinary. My pronouns are he/they plzzz <3

- I am an ageregressor (ages 2-5) and a caregiver! THIS ISNT A K!NK GODDAMN ITS A COPING SKILL ( i am open to questions)

- I am polyamourious <3

- i’m a MINOR (14)

- I draw things (mostly anime and character/clothing sketches)

- i love anime

- my music taste is mixed! some of my favorite things to listen to are Escape the Fate, MCR, Cavetown, Anything by gabbie hanna, Stone Sour, Slipknot, Alec Benjamin and depressing music that makes me cry

- UNUS ANNUS (im an Unus come at me)

- i have grey eyes uwu

- i have adhd

- i stim/tic alot cuz sensory processing issues

- i have a severe GAD and clinical depression.. its hard but i manage

- im hella fuckin short

#i know nobody asked #but i wanted to share #ask questions if you have any <3 #i swear i dont bite #unless your a homophobe #then get fucked

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unladylikc · 7 years ago

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REALLY LONG CHARACTER SURVEY.

RULES. repost , don’t reblog ! tag 10 ! good luck ! TAGGED. @princelylight TAGGING. @fallasea ;; @royal-botanist ;; @abditoryx ;; @chariodyne ;; @angclics ;; @xicproceed ;; @idealsforged ;; @wayward-sword ;; @hopefillings ( crow maybe ) && whoever else wants to do it --

FULL NAME : Vivian Kong (Chinese - Wai’yeen) NICKNAME : Vivi-tan, Vivi, Viv (By Judith), Vian (By Io) AGE : Verse dependent, but 20 by natural default. BIRTHDAY : April 20 ETHNIC GROUP : East Asian NATIONALITY : Chinese LANGUAGE / S : Vivian speaks English alongside a bit of Cantonese and Mandarin, though it isn’t completely fluent due to having been Canadian-ized. By having watched a considerable amount of anime, it would be inevitable for her to pick up some Japanese but it’s only in her Persona verses that she actively learns it. SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Pansexual. Despite leaning predominantly more towards male identifying people, there were admittedly a few times where she has found females, non-binary and genderfluid people attractive. For quite some time, however, Vivian was once under the impression that she had been straight up until her late teens. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Demiromantic RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Verse dependent, but single by default CLASS : Middle class HOME TOWN / AREA : British Columbia, Vancouver CURRENT HOME : Verse dependent PROFESSION : College student

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : Dark black, short and messy in random places. EYES : Black as coal and almond shaped. FACE : Round and baby-faced. LIPS : Small and narrow, with lip balm sometimes being applied when chapped. COMPLEXION : Yellow-ish due to being Asian. BLEMISHES : Pimples scattered around her chin and the further ends of her cheeks. SCARS : Has a few acne scars to accompany some pimples along the further ends of her cheeks that would be seen covered by ebony locks. TATTOOS : None. HEIGHT : 5′2 WEIGHT : 118 pounds BUILD : Petite and naturally slender around the waist, but has some fat in her stomach and around her thighs. FEATURES : Likes to wrap jackets around her waist instead of wearing them most of the time. ALLERGIES : Dust and pollen USUAL HAIR STYLE : Rarely brushed, but appears relatively straight and neat at a glance. USUAL FACE LOOK : Neutral or deadpan, assuming she isn’t around people. USUAL CLOTHING : Random shirt from her closet, jogging pants and running shoes that is casual in appearance.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : Living a lonely life of solitude ASPIRATION / S : To become a published author POSITIVE TRAITS : Friendly, humorous, brave, generous, ethical NEGATIVE TRAITS : Stubborn, insecure, rash, lazy at times ZODIAC : Taurus TEMPERAMENT : Your temperament is melancholic. Melancholics can be highly creative in activities such as poetry and art - and can become preoccupied with the tragedy and cruelty in the world. They are self-reliant and independent. SOUL TYPE / S : Caregiver (16) - You are loyal to the extreme, and you guard those who are entrusted to your care with your life. Fighting another person’s battles can be important if that individual is unable to stand up for themselves, though you should be cautious not to disempower those in your care by not allowing them to do things for themselves. VICE HABIT / S : Tends to have difficulty openly relying on others and asking for help unless lazy, can be stubborn and really hard on herself VIRTUES / VICES: Courage, liberality, modesty / Gluttony FAITH : Believes in Christianity but doesn’t consider herself a Christian GHOSTS ? : Yes AFTERLIFE ? : Yes REINCARNATION ? : No ALIENS ? : Yes EDUCATION LEVEL : Collegiate

FAMILY.

FATHER : Jin Ji ‘George’ Kong MOTHER : Yue Ping Kong SIBLINGS : Chloe Kong, Crystal ‘Christine’ Kong EXTENDED FAMILY : Grandparents on mother and father’s side, many cousins, uncles and aunts NAME MEANING / S : ‘Alive’, derived from the latin name, ‘Vivianus’. In Arthurian legend, ‘Viviane’ was one of the names for the Lady of the Lake. HISTORICAL CONNECTION ? : Her Chinese name, ‘Wai Yeen’, sounded similar to ‘Vivian’, so it was decided that it would be the English name she would be referred by.

FAVORITES.

HOLIDAY : Christmas MONTH : April SEASON : Winter PLACE : Libraries, bookstores WEATHER : Cold and windy SOUND : Sizzling of bacon SCENT / S : Barbecued meat TASTE / S : Coffee, tea, hamburgers, steak, Vietnamese ham, protein bars FEEL / S : Stim toys, fluffy blankets and pillows ANIMAL / S : Alpaca COLORS : Blue

EXTRA.

TALENTS : Writing, eating large amounts of food in one setting, cracking jokes BAD AT : Athletic sports (ironically enough), making food from complicated recipes TURN ONS : Confidence, assertiveness, men who fits the ‘tall, dark and handsome’ description, other kinky stuff we dare not mention TURN OFFS : Bigotry, selfishness, lack of dignity, long nails HOBBIES : Video games, reading TROPES : Big Eater, Covert Pervert, Tomboy, Otaku TAG AESTHETICS : Blue butterflies, coffee, tea, books, glasses, meat, anime merchandise

FC INFO.

MAIN FC / S : By natural default, it’s Ai Nanasaki from Amagami but edited with glasses. ALT FC / S : Verse dependent! For Fire Emblem: Awakening, I happen to use either an edited version of Kaede Takagaki from iDOLM@STER Cinderella Girls or Erika Yaegaki from Flowers (Innocent Grey) while for Fire Emblem: Fates, the fc she has is Yamashiro from Kancolle. Though I haven’t had any reason to use it yet, my live action fc for Vivi would be Mae Mei Lapres, a Chinese Canadian fashion model. OLDER FC / S : Rei Kurosawa from Fatal Frame but edited with glasses. YOUNGER FC / S : N/A. VOICE CLAIM / S : Singing - Usachii / Regular - Valerie Arem GENDERBENT FC / S : In the event where Vivi does happen to be born male while identifying as cis, we would no longer see a smol girl with a baby face but a conventionally attractive ikemen gentleman, who according to family friends, would apparently look a lot like Jin Ji Kong during his younger years.

#▓ ▌❛ ⋯ ABOUT 📨 ◢ the tomboyish writer!!#⊰ headcanons ⋮ ☇ ❦ ⊱#⊰ queued for the library ⋮ ☇ ❦ ⊱

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