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sunfilledfish · 6 months ago
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Go play outside
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Self indulgent (slightly oc based) board
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oinkinpigprince · 8 months ago
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Pim pimling x Charlie dompler x age regressor (due to trauma) reader except when they age regress its not. very obvious except having the energy of a lost kid in a walmart and being semi verbal. but they like plushies and toys and trinkets even when not age regressing :-)
Of course! I remember being a kid and following any bald man I’d see thinking it was my dad. It didn’t matter race, height, or weight. If they were bald, they were my dad. Idk too much about agre so I’m sorry if it’s a little off :33
Smiling friends x agre reader
Pim pimling
It may take Pim a little bit to tell something is off. He just thinks you’re tired at first, until you have to later explain what actually happened. He’s a little freaked out since he’s never heard of this and may have a few or many questions
Pim is pretty good with kids and how to talk to kids, not so much toddlers as kids around 5-8 but he’s decent! It may take him a bit to figure out how to handle it, he kinda fears being condescending or rude but once he gets the hang of it he’s a great care taker
Is kinda bad at telling when you’ve regressed so it may take him a minute. Asks you adult questions like about your guy’s lease or taxes and you just stare at him (Ô . Ō) and then he’s like “oh whoops”
Actually finds being a care taker kind of fun. Making sure you eat, drink water, do basic hygiene tasks. Just so you don’t break down and you can function.
He loves childish things too, like Disney movies, stuffed animals, just very happy and cheery! He’ll play with your stuffed animals with you, read to you, or just sit on the couch and watch movies with you
Pim buys you a new stuffed animal or toy at least once a week. Anything cute or soft looking he just thinks of you and thinks you’d like it, and you do. You may be a bit spoiled, but it makes you happy so he doesn’t mind!
Charlie Dompler
Tw: very brief talk of kink
He’s been on the internet, he’s def heard of it and at first he thought it was a kink thing, like many people. You had to explain NO it’s NOT sexual and it’s a COPING MECHANISM. He’s really glad you explained how it actually works, cause he was a little frightened.
Charlie has no idea what he’s doing at first, Charlie is very aware of his surroundings and you at all times. So he notices something is off he just couldn’t figure out what. When you just stare at him with the lost look in your eyes, it just kinda clicks, then he has no idea what to do from there
Finds your face to be funny, takes pictures of you a lot at .5. He’ll show them to you and watch you giggle
Actually googled how to take care of an age regressor and just read off a list. He’s okay at it, he cannot relate to kids so it’s just very awkward. “So uh, you wanna, color?” “. . .” “. . .Okay nice talk” it takes him a bit to get the hang of it
He usually just tries to give you a stuffed animal out of your collection and hope for the best. Maybe put on a movie or give you his switch to play minecraft. Just something to keep you busy
You two often play board games, he actually secretly loves board games. He buys new ones to play. He absolutely kills at shoots and ladders.
Charlie has a place for you to put all of your stuffed animals and trinkets. He doesn’t like having a lot of stuff on the bed so you have to keep them there most of the time. Sometimes if you fight hard enough he’ll let you bring ONE of them with you to bed.
Does like to buy you cool trinkets for you to play with, like puzzles or just things he thinks you’d find cool. It is nice to see you playing with the things he bought you
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obstinaterixatrix · 5 days ago
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A pal rec’d I’m an Infinite Regressor, But I’ve Got Stories to Tell so I’m taking a glance at it since I’ve caught up with the raws of mcyd. It’s very evocative right from the first two chapters so I’m sure it’ll keep my attention for a bit (also I trust this friend’s taste so anyone who specifically likes regression and grief should read it). semi-related, I really like gen-like romance but I’m very biased against gen with romance (with exceptions, I do love the romance in the discworld watch series) especially in very long-running series. if it’s gen I want Absolutely No Canonical Romance, any ship that comes from it needs to be me being deranged by myself (and maybe some other fans but that’s none of my business). ship tease is ok but it’s on thin ice. on the gen-like romance side, I enjoy when there’s a plot going on outside of the romance and when it’s slowburn because regardless of what’s happening the relationship is the anchor to the story, which makes it easier to orient around. gen with romance… there’s too many variables and the narrative purpose of characters/emotions have a higher likelihood of ticking me off. obv this doesn’t apply to all gen with romance or romances, but whereas romance necessitated the mc and li having impact on the plot and each other, gen with romance can slip into the trap of romance/love interests being for the sake of the main character without necessarily having impact… like, showing off how cool/desirable the mc is, having a damsel in distress to be the object of the story rather than the subject, being sidelined for the main plot once the romantic side-arc is concluded, plus when it’s m/f it ticks me off even more because it’s gets a little male power fantasy at the expense of female character writing. one of the draws of romance as a genre is stability and expectations, there’s a lot of variables that go on outside (or tangential to) the core of the genre’s structure but you can generally anchor yourself to the structure (which imo is what makes genre qualifiers important… there’s a distinction between a tragic romance and a tragedy with romance).
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lifenconcepts · 5 months ago
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If anyone and I mean ANYONE needs help or advice with pretty much anything, feel free to ask me! I accept anon requests too :)
I don’t want to come off as obnoxious or anything but I genuinely see so many people sometimes in need or tips and advice and I’m willing to give tons of it! Just ask!
I can give tips/advice on what to do when bored, how to cope with certain emotions or situations, things to do as a therian/alterhuman/otherkin, where to find yourself, how to approach certain tasks as a neurodivergent person, how to deal with certain worries and stress, how to explore your mind, making a list of tasks you can do, relationship advice, how to find happiness or comfort, give ideas for fanfics/stories/characters, give art ideas, how to interact with an age/pet regressor, and many more! Genuinely, if you want or need something out of your mind but can’t seem to get it done or find answers, go ahead and ask! I’m more than willing to do my best and help :)
well just know that sometimes even I may not exactly know where to find the right words or ideas, but I assure you I will try. Also, please don’t ask for support. I will help and be supportive but outright asking for it isn’t my biggest strength. I love all of you but just don’t know how to deal with that sort of thing.
Please do respect basic boundaries and do not send anything related to kinks, sexual life, or that sort of stuff. I am not comfortable with interacting with that and I’m sure other people will be happy to help you more than I.
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icarussol74 · 6 months ago
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Spoilers for Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint’s epilogues below.
Ok so I finally (after getting distracted way too many times) finished my first read through of ORV a few days ago and as expected I can’t stop thinking about it. Of course the loops and KDJ’s fate are constantly on my mind, but there’s one thing that won’t stop bugging me. We don’t know the fate of Kim Namwoon in the 1865th turn. I know he’s not the biggest character (and three versions of him technically got happy endings) however, we even know the fates of Gong Pildu and Han Myeongoh. So while I absolutely love the epilogues it bugged me that there wasn’t even a single sentence about KNW. And since KNW was a major foil/parallel for KDJ I think it would’ve been really cool if 1865 KNW was helping try to save KDJ. Like for a media analysis standpoint it’d be the darkest reflection of KDJ trying to save what got left behind/the part of himself he hated/what made KDJ just like KNW.
Considering that the goal of the 1865th turn, aside from trying to save KDJ, was to save as many people as possible I really wanted to know what happened to KNW. I feel like it would’ve been extremely unlikely for them to decide he has to die while planning the group regression because both HSY and YSA knew KDJ regretted killing him. On top of this, YJH always tried to save KNW even when KNW betrayed him in various world-lines. I attribute this to KDJ telling 0 turn YJH that no one is born evil and encouraging him to lead KNW down a good path. Plus, even without all of those factors, if YSA started in the subway car again she’s the kind of person who would try to save as many people with the frog spawn plan. By the way, the hiding frog spawn all over Seoul to break the first scenario was hilarious.
So with all that being said, I feel like it’s extremely unlikely for KNW to die (at least in the first scenario). And I cannot be convinced that that silly little emo edgelord was not one of the teens that got really into the apocalypse craze and started catching a ton of frogs. By that logic YSA would’ve been able to save the Granny without killing KNW. Honestly he’d probably hero worship YSA just like he did for YJH. Another thing is that HSY literally refuses to have ABFD as her sponsor which I know is because her plan was to become a constellation, but that gives ABFD plenty of room to sponsor and get attached to 1865 KNW.
So basically, I feel like 1865 KNW would’ve survived all the way through the final scenario and would have gotten hella attached to Kim Dokja’s Company. Like sure he would’ve been a little asshole at the beginning of the scenarios but there’s no way YJH, HSY, and YSA wouldn’t have been able to guide him while completing scenarios at a breakneck speed. Then that brings me to if he survived, why would KNW stayed in the 1865th worldline? He would’ve gotten hella attached to all the characters from the 1864th turn and if he learned about regressors and how KDJ killed the 1864th him he would’ve probably wanted to meet the man who killed a version of him. Plus, through the various versions of KNW we’re shown throughout the novel, it’s heavily implied that he was depressed, suicidal, and had a terrible family life before the scenarios. So I’m not sure if there’s much of an argument for the idea that he just wouldn’t have boarded the ark and stayed behind in the 1865th turn.
I don’t know, maybe I’m misreading some of his characterization and reading too much into him not being mentioned in the epilogues. Unfortunately, that little fucking edgelord will not leave my head (probably because I can relate to him having dealt with mental illness). Idk, I just feel like a foil as important as him could’ve been mentioned in the epilogue whether it’s a short line mentioning they decided to kill him so he can drive the Gundam again or that he was ABFD’s incarnation again in the 1865th turn.
I mean maybe my sister’s headcanon is right and he really annoyed HSY so she decided to not acknowledge him in the epilogue (since like we’re technically arguably reading HSY’s writing). I think it’d be really funny if he’s just following Kim Dokja Company members around like a lost puppy and crushing on LJH like all other worldlines. I also think his relationship to LGY and SYS could be really funny because he’d treat them like little siblings and they’d hate it because they’re more powerful than him and claim to be around his age because of regression time shenanigans. What are other people’s headcanons for 1865’s KNW? Am I wrong that he’d survive or would he follow Kim Dokja Company because of how badass they all are (especially YJH and JHW)?
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deuce-t-agere · 6 months ago
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Can you make a post on bringing up agere to your bf/gf? I want to ask my bf to be my CG but idk how
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I’m not sure I’m the best dude to cover this considering my fiancé already knew I regressed before we were together and I didn’t have to tell them. And although my partner has referred to themself as a caregiver for regressors our relationship in terms of me as a regressor and him a caregiver is not that simple.
But I will do my best.
I think the main thing I want to get out there is that telling someone about regression and that you regress is completely different from asking them to be your caregiver. They are completely different discussions. Introducing regression should be a step towards a discussion about becoming a caregiver, not the start of the discussion of becoming a caregiver.
Take the time to think about your partner and if you think they would respond better if the first conversation is centered around you and how regression works for you or if they would benefit more from learning about regression as a whole first.
For a lot of people learning about the help it does for someone they care about is a better gateway than learning about the entirety of something when it comes to any subject. But it does not work that way for everyone, some people need to learn about a topic more broadly before you sit down with them to discuss how you experience it.
Take the time to figure out if it would be best as a casual conversation or if your would really need sit down one on one for a few hours to talk it all through. Know how the two of you communicate with each other and figure out how you normally do it best.
When it comes to asking them to be a caregiver my major piece of advice is not to rush it. Telling someone about age regression then expecting them to jump in as a picture perfect CG helps no one. It may take time for a partner to get used to the idea of regression at all, let alone taking care of someone while they’re regressed.
I don’t think I’ve seen this mentioned before but be prepared for the possibility that the answer may be no. Just as not everyone wants to be a parent or isn’t cut out to be a parent not everyone wants or is cut out to be a caregiver.
Be flexible for them. Of course we want them being your caregiver to be as beneficial for you as possible but that should not be at your partner’s expense.
The mental and physical health of your partner is important and too many responsibilities can be overwhelming. Do not place everything you might want your caregiver to do or help you with onto them at once and be prepared for them to set boundaries. There might be something you imagine your caregiver doing that your partner isn’t comfortable with doing, and you need to be ready to accept and respect those boundaries.
This is not related to asking a partner to be a CG but is still important, please PLEASE be safe online looking for a caregiver the same way you would be looking for a relationship. There are people who can and will take advantage of your regression. Your safety and health is never worth simply being able to say that you are in a relationship or have a caregiver.
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idontknowanymoreidk · 7 months ago
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Yeh =P This'll be edited later on, for sure.
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purple-space-aliens · 10 months ago
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✮🛸intro🪐✮
mutuals please filter tag posts about and relating to the election with #tagging for goops
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we don’t use code names anymore because none of us gaf lmao. we have dsmp fictives so if you don’t like that then leave. also we swear. a lot
we’re a endo system who has been on tumblr for a little bit and are redoing certain aspects of our blog to be a bit more accurate! many of us are nonhuman in the headspace in one way or another (kin, holothere, etc). in addition to this, we’re all collectively a goop dog alien who also has parasites, or as we call them, “bugs”! we are physically goop, but are usually in a human form as it takes too much effort to intentionally shift so might as well stay in disguise. we are also able to rarely shift into other creatures, such as a jerboa, but we usually stay human or sometimes our true body. originally we were nervous about bringing up the whole physically nonhuman thing, but with the recent in holothere content, we decided to go ahead and show that part of ourselves to tumblr. also, we mostly use the color purple, despite the rainbow username so yeah.
dni/byi
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✮🛸basic info🪐✮
~ our name is goop (collective identity) or lemons (tumblr system name)!
~ collectively maverique!
~ collectively we currently use they/them (in a plural sense), it/its, and be/bim/bis/bimself!
~ we use the label holothere usually, but don’t rlly care much abt or mind labels
~ we’re probably neurodivergent so keep that in mind!
~ some of us are adults, while others are not (the body is a minor tho so don’t be weird and shit)
~ endo system (no syscourse, most of us hate discourse and all that stuff)
~ we’re still learning abt the whole parasitical bugs thing, and will add more abt that whenever we find stuff out
~ plz interact u you want, we like to try and meet new people even tho we’re bad at social stuff! (rbs, asks, comments are much appreciated!)
~ we mostly post nonhuman and alterhuman stuff, so except to see that kind of thing on this blog as we get better at writing (we struggle with writing so we’ll see how much improving actually happens lol)
~ the purple goopy alien dog designs is a more online sona version of what we look like, which was designed by a friend!
✮🛸headmates list🪐✮
codename+emoji (pronouns//non-human?//kin type//other)
~ tommy (moots and headmates can call me toms/tom)🌹(he/fae/she//existence related to tommyinnit in some way but we don’t know for sure the details//red panda and bird hybrid//polar bearkin//minor)
~ nick or nikki 🏵️(he/she//piplup and vampire//huskykin//age regressor?)
~ yellow 🍋(alien//whalekin and monkeykin//dsmp ponk but doesn’t rlly like talking abt it)
~ phil 🍃(he/him//part crow//shockingly philza,idk where he’s been tho)
~ cyan (can also call pup) 🦋(kinda dogkin but it’s complicated, hawkkin, arctic foxkin, sockeye salmonkin//minor)
~ ranboo 🫐(he/him//some kind of creature//ranboo fictive but dunno where he’s been)
~ sodalite/soda 🌀(dragon//uses translations form other alters)
~ purple(d)/finn/cosmo (moots and headmates can call me purp)🪻(ey/em/eirs/emself and he/him//dsmp purpled fictive, don’t like me? fuck off then because i like me//alien, rabbit, and jerboa (complicated)//rabbitkin, duckkin, agoutikin, maybe something else but idk)
~ iris ☂️ (they/them//alien//polecat therian//minor//age regressor)
~ pink 🌸(he/him//pig//technoblade fictive but doesn’t rlly care if you call him that or not)
~ crimson 🧣(he/him//demon dog)
~ frost ❄️ (any pronouns, including neos//bug alien//questioning sea turtle kin)
~ taffy 🎀 (any//angel)
~ lime 🍊(any of he/she/they/it//lion)
~ ube 🪁 (he/him, sometimes they, never she//eevee//luigi fictionkin(i think)//age regressor//i’m not the brightest or best at communicating sorry//trans in a kinda confusing way??? [complicated but i feel the need to specify as it is very important to me specifically])
~ forest 🐊 (he/it, maybe other but dunno//crocodilian or gator thing//maybe agre?//it types like this a lot so be patient with it)
~ ace🌙 (he/him//demon//please read his filter tag list)
~ littles 🌤️ (anonymous)
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So like I don't know how to talk about this or where to ask, but this seemed like a safe space for it so I wanted to talk here of that's okay. Feel free to ignore if not.
Anyway I'm autistic and have ADHD (professionally diagnosed but I respect self diagnosis) and I have always felt younger than my age. I used to chalk that up to the fact that many autistic behaviors are seen as childish or immature and that there are many things people see as apart of adulthood that I have difficulties with like taking care of myself, driving, and keeping a job or staying in college. Although I respected age regressors and read a lot of fics involving them because they made me feel safe and they often had hurt/comfort which is one of my favorite kinds of fanfic I never considered myself an regressor because I had childish interests and tendencies anyway so I just thought being autistic can be like that sometimes and that what actions are appropriate for what age is largely based on societal expectations and not biological reality anyway.
Lately though I've been wondering if maybe I am an age regressor, or at least an age dreamer? Or I want to be at least? I feel so much pressure just existing most days and I see people agree regress and get taken care of and be free of that for a little bit and I want that so bad. I want to be care free again. I want to be less anxious and depressed. I want to be free of expectations of society and the ones of my self and the feeling of failure I feel when I fail even after coming so far. Even if only for a little while I want to be safe and held and small and have someone else that care of me. So I can actually recover instead of feeling the looking weight of those expectations and fears and failures and deadlines and worries about the future looming the background whenever I try to rest making me even more burnt out.
Does make sense? It's 6 am and I haven't slept so this is probably incoherent and riddled with typos, but I needed to get this out somewhere and I'm not currently comfortable posting it on my main account while I'm still confused and questioning myself on this. Again feel free to ignore if you want. Have a nice day 😊
Hey! Sorry this is such a late response, and that I’m not exactly Raine, but it sounds like age regression/perma regression to me. I’m sure you’ve found more sources by now, but I suggest looking into information on age regression and about permanent age regression. I can’t exactly answer this with my experience, as I’m an age slider (system things), so I can say I relate heavily, but it’s a totally different thing than what you’re experiencing I’m sure. But, I say research, research is always the best solution. - Tobi/Canine
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anewkindofme · 1 year ago
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For the Little Monkey can you answer question 1, 6, 7 and 15 please?
Do you have any funny headcanons for Owen and TK?
Thanks 🙏 :)
Just answered 15 here. :)
1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?
I’m not really sure what this means in terms of this fic. If it was it being in Owen’s POV, I feel that many Little fics focus on the regressor’s perspective so I wanted to show his. Though, I will show TK’s at some point. Like I said, I don’t know how to really answer this.
6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?
This is only my third verse to have both human Littles and Caregivers. I have Jeremy and Elena Gilbert as Littles in many of my TVDU fics but they have vampire/hybrid caregivers. And even then, most of the time, I write about vampire/hybrid Littles too.
This is also my second verse where a Little has a full time job, the first being “But I’m An Avery”. Usually, Littles don’t work in my verses, just go to school or volunteer. This relates to canon, though, as they don’t have jobs. But I wanted to write about Littles who worked in jobs like this. They’re high stress, so it makes sense they’d need to regress as well as have a caregiver in the field.
This is the only verse I haven’t (and likely won’t) include spanking in as I don’t see Owen spanking TK. The reasons it’s in my other fics is because for those characters, it makes sense. Owen doesn’t seem like the type.
7: Where did the title come from?
Owen’s nickname for TK of course! Which I got from the tags on this gif. Which I mean, c’mon, that’s his wittle monkey boy.
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wildflower-playground · 2 years ago
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Hihi it’s Rexie again!!
I hope you don’t mind another ask but the last response was really helpful so I thought it’s worth a shot to see if you have advice?
I’m an 8 year old syskid but I really wanna know what it’s like to be tiny. I’ve tried regressing before but I can never seem to quite do it… since I’m a fictive that comes from a world that’s very different a lot of the things that make regressors nostalgic and small don’t do anything for me at best and at worst feel unfamiliar or uncomfy. But every time I ask for advice I’m told to color or do “anything you did when you were little!” from people who don’t understand I can’t do that. There’s a couple baby things I like but not many and they don’t make me regress.
My cg is really good at looking after us syskids but doesn’t have much experience with regressors so xe’s not sure how to help
So I guess I’m wondering do you have any advice for how to regress that doesn’t involve “classic” agere things?
It’s ok if not I just figured it’s worth asking!!
-Rexie
hello again, Rexie! i’m so glad it was helpful! :] this question is a little trickier for me to answer i think, but i do have a few ideas for you.
• first off, i would try to think outside the box to find some things that help you feel safe and/or small. it doesn’t need to be “baby” items, or child-related at all! and sometimes the best way to relax is to change up your area a bit. for instance, you could try to find textures, smells, sounds, lighting, food, clothes, or music that feel familiar and comforting — or just plain soothing even if they’re not familiar!
when i regress i try to create an environment that feels cozy and safe to me, but since you don’t have attachments to more “typical” childhood items, it might take some experimenting to find things that create that space for you! don’t worry about fitting in with any aesthetic or age range, just do what feels right for you.
• another thing that i think might be helpful is to focus on what the benefit of regression is (of course, there’s lots of reasons and ways people regress, so this is just my experience!). to me, regression is often about wanting to feel safe and vulnerable and comfortable to freely express your needs, emotions, curiosity, and interests. even if you can’t get yourself to feel tiny, you might be able to do some things that help you fulfill those wants.
for example, when you’d like to regress, try to express your emotions and feelings more honestly (even if it’s just to a journal or stuffed animal friend!). or if you can, ask someone for help when you’d usually hesitate to. surround yourself with things that remind you that you’re safe and loved! another thing i do sometimes is to spend some time dedicated to your interests, even ones that seem “too childish” or silly.
and maybe you want to regress for a different reason than what i’ve mentioned! just try to think about that reason and find ways to work on it in your day-to-day life. that way, even if you can’t regress, you’re still taking care of yourself in a way that gives you some of the same benefits as regression would! it’s a lot like age dreaming, except you’re not doing baby activities or using baby items unless they’re helpful to you. :]
• i don’t have much else that i can think of to add, and i’m sorry this got a bit long and wordy :P but i guess my last point is this — age regression is a great coping mechanism, and it can be a lot of fun, but it isn’t the only one! there are lots of ways to help yourself feel safe and comfy and to have fun or to vent, and you can always do those things whether you regress or not. so try not to be too hard on yourself if something doesn’t work for you, and just keep trying out new ideas and being kind to your body and mind, ok? :]
best of luck, Rexie! let me know how it goes, if you’d like! 💛
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buckys-little-belle · 2 years ago
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Hello, I'm still new to the whole wider concept of age regression and things like that. I'm trying to learn more about it, and about the whole little space. I would always prefer to actually ask someone directly instead of just blindly Googling. I hope this is okay to ask, & of course no pressure if you don't want to answer, but how did you figure out you were a little? What do you wish was more understood about being a little?
I don't think I'm a little, but I do certainly have far more stuffed animals than any 30 year old needs, lol. I am also an anxiety sufferer though & sometimes there is definitely that pull of wanting to disappear into myself. Into my, for lack of better words, unjaded child self. Wanting to be taken care of. I have no idea if that makes sense, but I figured it might help to share a bit of my own self since I'm asking you to share.
Thank you in advance if you decide to answer. I also really like your Nemo story. It's still one of my Disney favorites ❤️
HI! I totally get wanting to ask someone instead of just googling, and I’m a totally open book when it comes to regression! My “How I knew I was a little” can be found here, in short I struggle with Tourette’s quiet a bit, at one time the dissorder was really overwhelming and I slowly found comfort in colouring children’s colouring books, ones I had as a kid, I also then suffered some serious memory loss and now only remember my traumatic childhood memories, so regressing has helped me feel like being a child wasn’t so scary, and has helped me build some good memories in the headspace of a child, since I’ve lost all of mine, and has actually helped me seemingly uncover some of those memories I once had.
I think something I wish more people knew was that age regression is not related to sexual age play, it a very common misconception and can be very harmful to the community. Regressors often regress for many reasons, some being. One, people, like me, regress to create happy memories in a childlike headspace because we don’t have any, or don’t remember any good ones, we are trying, subconsciously or consciously to reclaim our childhood in a positive light. Two, people regress because they had good childhoods and want to go back to that happiness and joy that they once felt. Three, people are under a lot of stress in their every day lives, whether that’s taking care of others, taking care of themselves, doing strenuous activity’s, working too hard, and just want to find joy without all of those responsibilities, and want to be taken care of because they need a break. There are also so many other reasons people regress, those are just the most common ones in my opinion. But we don’t do it in a sexual way, like age players, and I think that that is something I despise the most when it comes to misunderstandings of our community.
Also I wish people knew it wasn’t like a pinterest board, not everyone likes pink, not everyone wears skirts and pony tails, and I wish more people got over their need of aesthetics and allowed us, and themselves to regress how we/they want to. I mean I wear a metallica hoodie when regressed, have the funkiest looking homemade stuffed animal and watch scooby doo when regressed, something I’ve never seen on pinterest, and I wish more people knew that they don’t have to fit a set aesthetic to be a regressor, because that is something that so many stress about.
Also I totally get what your saying about your anxiety and wanting to escape from that, I have a raging anxiety disorder and life can get so stressful, sometimes you just need to snuggle up and enjoy the less stressful things in life like a kids movie, I’m not gonna sit here and ‘diagnose’ you as a regressor, because you could totally just be someone who enjoys simple things sometimes without regressing into another headspace, so don’t feel pressure (I don’t know if you do, I just want to make sure you don’t) to come up with a conclusion on if you are a regressor or not, if you enjoy the age regression fics and a good kids movie, enjoy it, you’re welcome here any time whether you are or are not an age regressor! I do hope any of this answered something, I do feel like it might be a bit ranty and random, please feel free to ask any more questions any time, or message me if you want to talk to someone, I’m an open book and my message doors are wide open if you need anything! <3
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forrests-waterfall · 4 years ago
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Hello! Ik someone’s asked you before but I reallyyyy liked the Dynamic between them both sooooo I’d like to request regressor Tommy and caregiver Technoblade oneshot please ! Maybe something like he hasn’t regressed in a month and techno is worried about him and baby’s him! :3 thank ya <3
Little!Tommy and CG!Technoblade
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A/N ;; To be honest, I’m not a fan of how I wrote this. I don’t know what it is about it that needs to be fixed either pfft. So I hope this is at least alright!!
CW/TW ;; Small mentions of Tommy’s exile, the pet names bubs, baby boy, and Toms being used. Also very very small mentions of pushing back headspace.
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"Tech I'm home!" Tommy shivered from the outside cold as the door shut behind him. He had gone out to get some materials but had forgotten his jacket (aside from the one he was wearing already), so the trip was a short one. 
He didn't need a lot anyway, pretty much anything he needed the other had. After taking his sweater off due to the now warm temperature in the house, he looked up the latter. Techno hadn't replied to his--you could say announcement of him being home.
He raised an eyebrow in confusion, sure the other didn't say a lot when Tommy got home but there was at least an "alright" or a hum of acknowledgment. And it wasn't a big deal of course, he was just used to it he supposed.
He placed himself on the latter and climbed up  quickly, wanting to see what the other was doing. Maybe Techno was just making potions again and was too concentrated in doing so. That would make sense, Techno was almost always doing something work related.
He hopped onto the next floor and looked at the other. Techno wasn't making potions but he was sitting on a table reading a book. Must be another history book, what was it that Techno liked? Greek mythology? "Hey, Tommy" 
The younger smiled at the greeting, "what you readin'? Nerd stuff again I assume?" Tommy hopped onto the table and sat next to the other with his legs crossed.
Tommy actually enjoyed listening to Techno talk about stories and all kinds of other stuff, though knowing Tommy he'd never admit to it. It was just something about the way Techno spoke about it all, it had him intrigued him and he couldn't help but listen.
"Yes Tommy, nerd stuff" he turned the page and began reading along the lines of words again. Silence went between the two, Tommy  sometimes peeking over Techno's shoulder to look at the page he was on.
It was obviously  an old book as some parts of the pages were stained though not enough to make it illegible.  Tommy sighed as he looked away from the nonfiction/fiction (depends on what the person believed).
He hadn't realized how tired he was until he sat down, not only from the trip but he also didn't get much sleep the past week or two. It had only been around one to two months since Tommy moved in with Techno, which meant it was only one to two months since he got away from Dream.
Just thinking about it made him want to curl up and go into his safe place.  Now that he thought about it, he hadn't regressed in quite a bit. He either didn't have time to do it or just got scared about doing so. He didn't get to regress much at all during exile unless it was right before bed. Dream was just always there which made it a whole lot more difficult.
The blond knew that this was a safe place for him, Techno wouldn't judge him. Hell, Techno was his caregiver. Though Tommy didn't need anyone to take care of him--he was a big man, not a child! 
He hadn't even noticed he was chewing on his fingers while thinking, though the other had seen a bit ago but didn't want to question it right away. "Toms?" Tommy internally smiled at the simple nickname, Techno had started calling him that in little space originally but it became an all the time thing.
Honestly, tommy didn't mind. "Mm?" Tommy hummed in response, wanting to know what the other's question was.
Tommy's legs dropped from the edge of the table and began to swing, Tommy couldn't stand sitting still, and it didn't help he was starting to feel small. Techno stopped what he was doing and placed the book down.
"Are you little right now, Toms?" Techno's voice became much softer than earlier, Tommy immediately noticed that the other was using the tone he typically used when Tommy was in little space.
"No" Tommy shook his head in response. He wasn't little, he was just quiet. That's all.
Techno didn't believe the response he got, Tommy never really liked admitting that he was feeling small and the caregiver was more than aware of that.
"You don't have to lie to me, baby boy. It's okay to be little, I've noticed you haven't been for quite some time now" Techno knew how to make Tommy feel smaller, and Tommy wasn't necessarily complaining.
The blond huffed as he crossed his arms, looking a different direction rather than at Techno. The older hopped off the desk and took a step away, "whatever, I guess I'll just go color by myself in these new coloring books I bought" the pinkette's  playfully added as he began to take a few steps away.
Tommy perked up, new coloring books? He wanted to color! Plus they were new, maybe he'd give in to Techno. "I wan color!" Techno went back over to the little, "oh really?" Tommy nodded excitedly, he wanted to see the new coloring books! He wanted to try and color inside the lines! Techno picked the little up and sat him on his waist, "okay fine, if you say so!"
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"What color pencil do you want?" "Blue!" he handed the blue pencil to Tommy and watched him color whatever he was coloring.
It had been a good hour since Tommy got home, which was around 10pm. Techno checked the time to see it was now 11, which was pretty late for the other. Tommy's usual bed time when in little space was usually 9pm, though today was a bit of an exception.
Even if an exception, again it was still late and he couldn't let the little stay up much longer. He could tell Tommy wasn't getting enough sleep anyway by the purple bags under the blond's eyes. Not to mention the little has been acting tired the past few days now.
"Wha you thinkin' about, Tech?" Tommy stopped Techno from thinking any further into it, "nothing Toms, you don't have to worry about it" Techno ruffled the other's hair which resulted in a pout. "Otay" he extended his Y as he went back to coloring, "need red p'ease".
Techno handed him the wooden coloring tool, "Tha purple!" Tommy giggled--the hybrid looking at the pencil and sighed, he handed Tommy the correct one this time.
Looking back at the time, it was now 11:13pm. Techno could also tell that the other was getting sleepier, with the constant rubbing of his eyes and yawns coming from him.
"Maybe we should head to bed, bubs" Tommy surprisingly didn't refute against it, he was done with his coloring page and couldn't think of anything to do.
He sat himself up and made grabby hands at his caregiver. This resulted in the hybrid cooing as he lifted the little and rested him on his waist like earlier. He carefully went down the latter, making sure not to drop the little just in case he decided to move.
Once in Tommy's room, he set him down on his bed and covered him with the red blanket the little had. Tommy grabbed ahold of a sheep plush he owned and hugged it to his chest, "Ghost!" he giggled while continuing to cuddle with the stuffed animal.
"Sippy or baba today, Toms?" the little responded by lifting up a single finger, which silently told techno he wanted a sippy cup.
Techno went back up a couple rooms, fetched a red and white sippy cup and filled it with apple juice. Tommy had preferred to drink some type of juice before bed rather than milk.
The hybrid went back to the little's room and handed him the cup filled with juice. Tommy smiled and took ahold of the cup and began drinking it.
"You want me to read you a bedtime story, bubs?" the other took the top of the cup out of his mouth and nodded excitedly. Techno had many and many stories memorized, so usually a book wasn't needed. He sat down beside the little and began thinking. "A'tena!" Tommy smiled and set his plush down beside himself.  "You want to hear about a Greek God?" Techno was double checking just in case they weren't talking about the same person.
The little clapped excitedly with a couple nods, "okay settle down," Tommy nodded one last time before he stopped and began to listen. "where do I begin.." The caregiver began to think, not wanting to make this boring for the other. "Wha she do?" Tommy tilted his head slightly to the side while letting out a yawn. Techno believed he understood was Tommy had asked and cleared out his throat as Tommy snuggled into his caregiver's side.
"Well, Athena protected a city long long ago called..."
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caringmechs · 4 years ago
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hihi my partner wants to be my caregiver but they don't know anything about age regression do you mind giving me like a basic block of info to show her idk sorry :(
Of course, dear! Here's a few things they might like to know:
Age regression is often a coping mechanism! Many regressors use it to de-stress or to deal with disabilities/mental illnesses/etc. Some people can control their regression, and some can't. If you're caring for a regressor, it's important to keep in mind that they may not have that much control over when, how, or how often they regress!
Every regressor is different! That's a conversation you should have with your regressor when you start caring for them – what is regression like for you, and what do you want/need from your carer when regressed? It's also a good idea to check up every so often, revisit your setup and talk about what's working and what might need to change!
In that same vein, some regressors like to be carer talked and some don't! "Carer talk" is how I refer to the way many carers talk to regressors – it's usually quite similar to how you'd talk to an actual baby or young child. That may be something you'll want to go over – how should I talk to you, what shouldn't I say when you're small?
It's perfectly okay to say "I'm not comfortable with this," if something makes you upset or otherwise uncomfortable in any way! Carers' and regressors' boundaries are both equally important, and you both have every right to make your discomfort known and find a way to work around it!
It's a trial and error process. That's why checking in with each other is so important! You can change the way you're doing things at any time – you don't have to know for certain whether something will or won't upset you from the start!
Likewise, everyone has off days! Sometimes, your carer may not be in the best headspace to provide the level of support you need. Sometimes, your regressor may not be able to accurately communicate their needs (that's what makes some regressors act "bratty!"). That's perfectly all right! The most important thing is making sure to talk things out when you can and do your best not to take any of your problems out on each other.
Also related to that, sometimes you try your best and you still wind up saying or doing something hurtful to each other. The most important thing there is to take responsibility when that happens and continue doing your best to keep it from happening again. Like I've said, we all have off days! We just have to do our best to make sure our off days don't turn into everyone's off days.
Lastly, there's no one right or wrong way to be a carer or a regressor! What works for others may not work for you, and that's all right! Every regressor, carer, and relationship is unique – don't put weight on trying to be like other carers and regressors out there!
I hope this helps! Good luck to you both! 💚
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lifenconcepts · 5 months ago
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oo I love this question! And yes I am a bit sure I answered it somewhere.. oh well, not like there’s anything I wouldn’t like to repeat again!
primarily, it only makes my solitude experience something interesting as I seem to feel a more dialed back version of my symptoms and whatnot when around others, unsure if it’s due to some subconscious factor or maybe because I focus on other things. But basically whenever left to my own devices, my actions and thoughts sort of blurr between feeling and being an actual godlike creature (or atleast divine in a similar nature!) or animalistic in the way of a dog would. i sort of feel like it is connected withy emotional state more than my actual mental or bodily feelings although I have occasional shifts where I truly view my own physical being or act wildly like a creature, but like I said, it only happens when I’m alone or primarily in the dead of night - plus I have a strong sense of connection to it that allows me to percieve the world in a more amplified view.
I would ofcourse love if you make some specific questions because I don’t really know how else I could answer but that’s pretty much it. I like moments of vulnerability and also of confidence, yet both I feel in a more exaggerated way and almost purely when alone, related to my alterhuman-ness. Certain tendencies to make noises or perhaps interests also stem from them in rare cases, well, the noise one being absolutely daily as my family never make any comment and so I feel free to make squeaks, hums, chirps, whistles, and yaps to my heart extent. Only thing is I let out howls when alone and usually only outside far away from my home in an attempt to not bother anyone, which just is just like an expelling of energy and emotional thoughts.
also I wouldn’t say I per say “regress” but it is quite accurate to describe a certain situation I go into where just to deal with things I manage to give permission and slip away into a somewhat uncontrolled state of mild confusion, animalistic wariness, and slight aggression. It just is from a bottled up sense of all other times needing a way to be dealt with in a calm and safe manner so occasionally my brain just makes me think “hey, is this place good? Could I just be a canine for a bit?” And if I know I won’t be bothered nor bother anyone I do slightly lose my proper senses, but like, will snap out if a sudden burst of adrenaline courses through me - usually if my name is called out or I accidentally go into that state on the road (NOT fun. Happened many times). Also it’s primarily uhhh just a little time period where I can be authentic without feeling guilty or judged, to let out any animalistic urges I’ve put into a little box within or fulfil a certain desire. Usually categorised by forgetting most responsibilities, being quite primal in my awareness, being a bit snappy, writhing around like a wounded animal, making dog or creature noises, and uhh that’s pretty much it.
you can ask more stuff if u want but I just dunno what else to say right now. As a child I experienced phantom limbs of wolves and deeply connected to it but now I prefer to use the term caninekin or alterhuman, as I sort of go between human, slightly human, very not human, quite a bit dog, and the sorts. Also prefer to say dog therian over pet regressor despite the latter being more fitting I’d say but it just.. you know.. anyways don’t gotta defend myself - that’s just how I roll!!
sorry for so much text, I just loved to talk on this! Hope you found it interesting :)
FUCK I overshare a lot. Yet it’s nice to have other people understand that sometimes they’re not alone in what they experience and that it’s all totalt cool :3
YALL give me something, anything, to write about in my way (I.e. ask me to describe the way I perceive or experience some things in my poetic way)
PLZ I HAVE ALOT OF GREAT THINGS TO SAY!!!
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agere-fandom-time · 4 years ago
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Hello! Could you please make a fanfic about regressor!eraser head and caregiver!Present mic?
Yes I can! If you haven’t already read Mod Kat’s fic with these two, you’re missing out: it’s on AO3 right here! 
Here’s your new story, written by me! It’s below the ‘keep reading’ or you can check it out on AO3 if you prefer. 
Content Warnings: Shouta and Hizashi are married in this fic, and at the end they share some affection as a couple when Shouta isn’t regressed (cheek kisses). Aizawa is a non-verbal regressor. Sensory issues are mentioned but don’t flare up, as is Hizashi’s loss of hearing. Vague mentions of villains (and villain-related trauma). Shouta experiences memory loss as part of his regression and finds this distressing. 
-Mod Stella
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“Hey Shouta, I’m home!”
Hizashi closed the door behind him and tossed his keys onto the table beside the door, bending over to begin the long process of unlacing his boots. Silence greeted him in the house, which wasn’t unusual. Shouta could be asleep, or just focused on his work. It was hard to guess what Hizashi would come home to, on the days that he patrolled alone. Shouta’s sleep schedule was erratic by nature, and had been since they were teens. The chaotic hours of hero work and heavy workload as a teacher had only added to the uncertainty, and Hizashi was lucky to get one night a week where Shouta slept next to him in their bed.
Kicking off his boots, Hizashi turned his attention to the speaker around his neck. It was held on by a series of metal buckles, only unlocked by his own fingerprints so that it couldn’t be torn off by villains that got close enough for hand-to-hand combat. It was second-nature to reach behind himself and fit his fingertips into the divots that would unlock the device and let it drop into his other hand.
Breathing deeply, Hizashi stretched his neck from side to side and dropped the speaker on the table beside his keys. Shouta’s capture weapon was hanging on the set of hooks, and Hizashi threw his jacket beside it on his way into the apartment.
Shouta wasn’t at the coffee table, although there were some papers spread out across it, many of them already bearing Shouta’s scratchy comments, his pen strokes as sharp as his criticism. The kitchen was empty, no sign of how recently he’d eaten. Finally, Hizashi pushed the door to their room open.
Sure enough, Shouta was in the bed, but he wasn’t asleep. He was sitting against the headboard, his knees drawn up to his chest and his gaze fixed on the opposite wall. As the door opened, Shouta’s eyes moved towards the hallway.
“You okay, babe?” Hizashi asked, staying in the doorway. Sometimes Shouta needed space and quiet, and Hizashi didn’t want to intrude if this was one of those times.
Shouta blinked at him, a slow and deliberate motion, and didn’t reply. His hair was pulled up behind him in a messy ponytail, and he was wearing one of Hizashi’s pyjama shirts with an American band logo on the front.
Hizashi recognized that expression. “Are you feeling little, baby?”
Shouta blinked again.  
“Do you want company?” Hizashi stepped inside the room, but didn’t approach until Shouta gave another languid blink as confirmation. “Okay, gimme space there.”
Shouta obediently pushed the covers back, and Hizashi wiggled his way underneath. The bed was pure heaven after a shift on patrol, and he sighed happily as he took his feet off the floor and shoved them under the nice warm blankets. One of them brushed against Shouta’s leg, who made a small noise of complaint.
“Sorry, baby. Cold feet, I know.” Hizashi made more of an effort to keep his toes on his side of the bed, stretching out an arm to invite Shouta to cuddle. He really needed a shower after the work shift, but as heroes, the two of them never minded cuddling while one or both of them was sweaty.
Sure enough, Shouta shifted over and tucked himself under Hizashi’s arm, pressing into his side.
“There we go.” Hizashi curled his arm around Shouta’s back, getting him settled. “Long day, huh? It’s good to see you.”
Shouta stayed quiet. Hizashi didn’t mind that. When Shouta felt little, he was usually quiet. Hizashi could talk enough for them both, easily. And Shouta didn’t mind listening to him babble.
“I was thinking of this bed the entire way home,” Hizashi confessed. “And a little bit of patrol before that. Just daydreaming about how soft the sheets are. It’s the good stuff. Thank god we dished out for them.” Hizashi wiggled his butt on the mattress to make his point. He could feel Shouta smiling against his chest. “I was thinking about you too,” Hizashi said. “Hoping you were in the mood for some cuddles.”
Hizashi kissed the top of Shouta’s head, where he’d curled up under Hizashi’s arm. Shouta grumbled and burrowed deeper, almost disappearing into Hizashi’s armpit.
“Oh, come out of there,” Hizashi laughed. “I’m a stinky man, you don’t want to hide under there.” He tugged the shoulder of Shouta’s shirt, who emerged to frown up at Hizashi.
“Yeah, I know, I’m the meanest for not letting you nap in my armpit,” Hizashi said. “Come on, baby, let’s get you a smoothie. I’m guessing from the lack of dishes that you haven’t had dinner, and you’re gonna be cranky in the morning if you don’t eat anything tonight.”
Shouta visibly considered this, twisting his mouth slightly as he thought. Finally, he sighed and nodded, sitting up and away from Hizashi’s embrace.
“Here, you can have my soundblockers for the blender.” Hizashi took them off his head and hooked them around Shouta’s neck for when he would need them. They protected what little hearing Hizashi had left when he was using his quirk on patrol, but when they were at home they were more often in use by Shouta. They helped with his migraines and generally bad sensory days. Hizashi knew from experience that little Shouta usually had problems with big noises, so he was always careful to suppress his quirk and keep the volume on electronics low while Shouta was regressing.
Shouta raised a hand and touched the soundblockers around his neck, looking down at them for a moment. Then he raised his eyes to meet Hizashi’s and offered a big toothy smile.
“There’s my precious Shouta,” Hizashi grinned back. “Hi, baby.”
Shouta reached out and took hold of Hizashi’s face, one hand on each cheek. He kept Hizashi turned towards him, their gazes locked. Still smiling, Shouta’s eyes narrowed as if he were trying to use his quirk. To anyone else, the expression would have looked entirely terrifying, but luckily Hizashi had almost two decades of experience with reading Shouta when he didn’t feel like verbally communicating.
“Uh-huh, I love you too,” Hizashi said, bopping Shouta on the nose.
Shouta withdrew, wrinkling his nose and brushing his fingers against it like he was trying to rub off the remains of Hizashi’s affection.
“You wound me,” Hizashi told him, pressing a hand to his chest. “Come on, kiddo, time for dinner.”
Hizashi popped out of the bed, trying to hide his wince as his work-weary feet hit the floor again. Shouta was slower to untangle himself from the blankets, but eventually got to standing. Hizashi hid a smile as he realized that Shouta had discarded his pants somewhere along the way and was wearing some cat-patterned boxers with the stolen shirt.
“Is light bad? Do you want some sunglasses?” Hizashi asked before he opened the door. The light in the bedroom had been off, the glow of the city outside the open curtains leaving the room dim.
Shouta hesitated, glancing towards the city lights behind them, and then shook his head once.
“Let me know if that changes,” Hizashi said, and led the way out into the hallway, Shouta following close behind. Their apartment was familiar, the bathroom to the right and the open living area where their belongings mixed on the shelves. Mostly Hizashi and the various things he’d bought for Shouta over the years, honestly. The other man would live like some kind of monastic hermit if left to his own devices. Thank goodness he had Hizashi here to spoil him. Speaking of which…
“Where did you leave Hana?” Hizashi wondered out loud, glancing around the apartment. Shouta’s stuffie usually lived on their dresser in the bedroom, but Hizashi hadn’t seen her while he was in there.
“Mmm.” Shouta wandered into the living room and retrieved the stuffie from under the table, careful not to disturb the papers spread across the top.
“Oh, was she keeping you company while you were working? What a good kitty!”
Shouta came back to Hizashi’s side, Hana in his arms. She was a big stuffed cat, soft as anything and patterned with a tortoiseshell coat. Satisfying to hug and perfect to use as a pillow when Shouta fell asleep on the floor. One of Hizashi’s best purchases, if he did say so himself.
Shouta pressed his cheek against Hana’s head, rubbing it back and forth with his eyes closed.
“Okay, kiddo, here’s your chair.” Hizashi pulled out Shouta’s chair at the kitchen counter and watched him take his place, Hana held in his lap. “Do you want music or quiet while I make your smoothie?”
Music, Shouta answered in sign language, then wrapped his arms around Hana again. A little smile was curling his lips, and Hizashi found it impossible to resist smiling back.
Hizashi shot back the sign for awesome!! and made sure the volume was pretty low before he switched on the radio on top of the fridge. It rarely left the frequency of Hizashi’s station: Shouta liked to listen to Hizashi’s shows when he was away, and Hizashi liked to check in on the interns and other hosts when they were running things. Made it easier to solve problems on the fly when people started blowing up his phone if he already knew what was going on.
Music flowed into the kitchen, and Hizashi hummed along as he assembled the various pieces of the smoothie, frozen fruit from the freezer and fresh bananas sliced into the blender with practised ease. Whenever Hizashi checked on Shouta, he saw him rocking slightly to the music, hands busy with Hana’s fur, eyes following Hizashi’s movements around the kitchen.
“Time for soundblockers, baby!” Hizashi warned, and made sure that Shouta had the headphones over his ears before he screwed the lid onto the blender and smoothied it up.
Retrieving a swirly straw from the drawer, Hizashi added it to the smoothie and put it in front of Shouta.
All done! Hizashi signed, and Shouta pulled the soundblockers off, pushing them across the counter towards Hizashi. “Thank you!” Hizashi said, and went to hang them by the door with the rest of their hero gear. There were doubles of most of it inside their bedroom for emergencies, but their work costumes remained in the main space.
By the time Hizashi got back, Shouta was working on the smoothie. If their lives were different, Hizashi would love to snap a photo of his adorable husband with his hair up, dressed in his shirt, and drinking a bright pink smoothie with a straw shaped like a heart. But with the constant threat of hackers, and public appearances to keep up, that wasn’t the sort of thing that Hizashi could take a photo of. Instead, he just smiled and tucked the memory into his mind where he wouldn’t forget it.
Hizashi sat next to Shouta and let the radio fill the silence, bobbing along to the music and keeping his humming low as Shouta worked away at his late dinner.
“Mm- Hizashi?” Shouta asked, and Hizashi immediately turned his attention to him.
Shouta was blinking down at Hana and the smoothie in front of him, clearly a bit lost.
“Hey, babe. Welcome back.”
“How long was I- gone?”
“I dunno, you were little when I got home. You had Hana with you while you were marking, so you must’ve been fighting it at some point.”
“I remember that.” Shouta rubbed his eyes, and Hizashi quelled the urge to tug his hands away and remind him to use his eyedrops. Adult Shouta got to make decisions like whether he rubbed his eyes when they were itchy. “I wanted something to do with my hands, so I got Hana. Marked some more, and then- I think I was going to take a nap?”
“Makes sense with the outfit,” Hizashi teased lightly.
Shouta looked down at himself and shrugged. “It’s cozy.”
“Uh-huh. Softie.” Shouta frowned at Hizashi and took another slurp of the smoothie through his swirly heart straw. “You were in the bedroom when I came home, spaced out. You didn’t seem upset, though, just out of it.”
“I might have fallen asleep.” Shouta dug his knuckles into his temples. “I don’t remember.”
“It’s okay, I don’t think you were there for long. I only got home a couple hours after you, and you did a lot of marking.”
“Yeah.” Shouta was trying to sound like he wasn’t bothered, but Hizashi knew he didn’t enjoy when his regression ended up giving him gaps in his memory. It was too much like villain quirks that got in your head and messed things around. Every hero had a horror story about lost time, missing memories.
“You were really cuddly when I got home, but I knew you hadn’t eaten yet, so I dragged you out here, found you Hana, and made you a smoothie. I’ve only been home for about half an hour.” Hizashi glanced at the numbers on the microwave to make sure he was telling the truth, and nodded. “Yeah, thirty-five minutes.”
“Thanks.” Shouta discarded the straw, throwing it perfectly into the sink, and drank the rest of the smoothie straight from the cup.
“Any time, babe, you know that. But I do really need to take a shower.” Hizashi had been putting it off until Shouta was ready to take care of himself, but he was desperate to get out of his work clothes.
“Go ahead,” Shouta said. “All yours.”
“I love you, babe. And seriously, it was no trouble.” Hizashi slid off his chair and pressed a kiss to Shouta’s cheek, resting his forehead against his husband’s temple. “I don’t mind taking care of you when you’re tired.”
“I know.” Shouta’s little smile was back, pulling at the corners of his mouth. He turned his head and kissed the tip of Hizashi’s nose. “I love you too, now go take a shower. You reek.”
“So mean!” Hizashi pouted. “So mean to your loving husband!”
“My loving husband is a stinky man.” Shouta poked Hizashi in the side, making him yelp and back away. “Go shower. I want cuddles in bed, so dry your hair before you join me.”
“Yes sir!” Hizashi grinned, and stole one more kiss before he headed for the bathroom. Life was busy, but life was good. And that was all Hizashi needed.  
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