#age regression headcannons

[softpawpup]

— caregiver ! viktor from arcane !! ( request from @little-midnight-moss )

🔧 lets you sit with him in the lab, has special chairs and pet beds for you in designated safe zones

⚙️ likes rambling to you about his research and work even if you're regressed brain doesn't quite get it, he tries to explain it in words you understand like he's giving you a science lesson

⚗️ teacher caregiver!!!!

🔧 likes to watch you play and study what you do

⚙️ let's you make him a "pretty pretty princess"

⚗️ always brings science and learning into playtime, he can't help it

🔧 likes holding your hand

⚙️ very self conscious about how his disability affects his ability to caregive for you but he's an amazing caregiver

⚗️ doesn't always know what to do during tantrums but never shouts at you or raises his voice

🔧 likes to hand feed you when you eat together

⚙️ very worried about your health and gets nervous when you're sick, does his best to keep you comfortable and fed and hydrated and taken care of, its the only time he'll spend most of the day out of the lab

[foxxypaws]

Little!Kasa and Cg!Rui headcannons

( this post is sfw only. nsfw blogs do NOT interact ! ) cws(?): positive caps, Tsukasa is referred as tsu a bit, rui is called papa

⭐ Rui is one of the few people who know about Tsu's regression, only Saki and Toya know as well (and maybe Emu because she just has little senses) ⭐ Tsukasa LOVES nicknames!!, his favourites are: Little Prince, little star, button, and of course Tsu!, ⭐ Rui is called; Papa, Big star, The King, and Rui-Rui ⭐ Tsukasa is a loud and needy little, he's always begging for cuddles and attention! it's so cute honestly. Rui always ends up giving Tsu the attention he cries for ⭐ Though he's meant to be a responsible caregiver for Tsu, he can't help but agree to almost everything the little prince wants, oh what's that? you want 3 whole bags of candy? of course my little star! ⭐ Tsu really loves arts and crafts, he's always drawing and cutting stuff, he loves making doodles and drawings for Rui, and he definitely searches "DIY crafts for my papa" on YouTube

⭐ Loves piggybacks and upsies, literally has the cutest laughs and everything whenever Rui gives him his upsies.

⭐ Tsukasa is a fussy one though, don't let his cuteness distract you from that. He refuses to go to bed when its late, or when he needs to clean up, he'll cross his hands and shake his head while whining about how he"ll "do it later" or "10 more minutes!!".

⭐ Only way Rui gets him to calm down is by singing to Tsu and rubbing circles in his back slowly, this defiantly is more effective for when he needs to sleep, but also sometimes works for clean up time as well. ⭐ Tsu deffanlty has a moon or star shaped night lamp that he needs to help go to bed, along with Rui reading him his bed time stories (all make up and about robots and space may i add) ⭐ Whenever Tsu is sad, he somehow gets more cuddly and cries a lot. he'll tug at Rui's clothes and sink into his chest and blabble words that dont make any sense, only thing that can calm him down is a long cuddle, singing, and some sweet treats. ⭐ Singing? Yes! Tsukasa loves singing and dancing, he makes his own little stage shows for Rui and Saki, almost like when him and Saki where kids, but even when older Saki still loves the plays he puts on for them ⭐ When Rui is sad, His little star is to the rescue! He will lay in Rui's lap and try his best to communicate how much he loves and appreciates his big star. Holding Rui's hand and doodling cute robots. Rui always feels better after seeing Tsu's cute little drawings and smile.

[littlestsheriff]

mama! cait dealing with a fussy regressor

- always stay calm as possible, trying to figure out what happened

"poor baby, can you tell mama what's bothering you?"

- she scoops her little one into her lap, trying to sooth you

- bends down to her little one, looking into their eyes with a tender gaze

- she can look serious or tired, but she's never mad at you

"oh baby, mama isn't mad at you. I'm just a bit tired, okay? yes kiddo, im not mad, mama loves you"

- if she's busy working, she picks up her kid and let you on her lap while she works on her office

- she never left you alone when you need to cry, never

- tries to calm you down with some toys or comfort itens, like your paci

- she would never judge you for dealing with so much big kid feelings

[babey-lewis]

Hello, little love! What's going on, baby? Do you want cuddles? Oh, of course! Come sit on my lap, little baby, get nice and comfy, hm? All better? That's good, I'm so glad! Do you want me to read a story to you? Yeah? Yay! Let's do it, sweetheart! Once upon a time....

[littlebabyself]

Alastor ((hazbin hotel)) cg headcannons!!

was watching the show and got super small and imagined him as my cg, so here’s my cringe headcannons!!

• protective

• always holding his little one

• dreadful at arts and crafts

• loves to sing his little one old timey lullabies

• covers his littles eyes when in public ((to shield from anything triggering))

• let’s them touch his hair and antlers

• husk is the only one he semi-trusts to babysit. Only for emergencies though.

• tries not to spoil his little but sometimes fails

• reads them lots of picture books

• brings them on a lot of adventures like stealing, spying, etc.

• calls his baby things like doe, fawn, trouble maker, hell spawn ((in the best way possible)), silly one, starlight, darling, dearest, etc.

• always feels bad his little one is in hell and believes that they’re his little angel.

• keeps all his littles drawings and hangs them up in the hotel lobby and in his radio tower

•literally makes the best food. great cook

•always stays until the small one falls asleep

• let’s his little stay up late on his lap while he works, although they usually get sleepy around 10 anyways

• he loves to baby his little when they’re alone

• let’s charlie make them custom deco pacis

• has the best music taste

• keeps his littles toys very organized

• makes bath time super fun with toys, bubbles, scrubs, and perfect Water

• does lots of yoga with them

• LOVES to baby them no matter what age they feel

• basically nocturnal

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“hello dearest, come sit on my lap and I’ll comb your hair sweetheart”

“shhh, shhhh… ah, ah, ah, it’s okay little one, no one will hurt you.” “Days seem sometimes as if they'll never enddd… Sun digs its heels to taunt you~ But after sunlit days, one thing stays the same Rises the moon”

“come to dada starlight, we’ll have a snack, small one. “

______________________________________________ that’s all I’ve got for now!! remember I have requests open!!! thanks so much guys ^^

[attyslittlespace]

DAE HO AGERE MOODBOARD + HEADCANNONS

Note: I just finished watching squid game for the first time (I didnt watch it in 2021) and I love it sm!! Dae Ho is my absolute fav but Im lowkey afraid to post this cus there is no agere content for squid game on here 😭 anyways if u arent a regressor n see this pls just ignore or be nice

~ Regresses because of his PTSD of being an ex-Marine

~ His regression incorporates a lot of girl childhood nostalgia since his sisters were such a big part of his childhood

~ Never regresses voluntarily but involuntarily regresses enough to where he has plenty of regression gear

~ A lot and I mean A LOT of playtime

~ Playing with toys helps distract him from what triggered him to be regressed in the first place

~ Jung-Bae is his caregiver

~ Is Also A Caregiver

~ Love playing with other littles, regressed and not regressed

~ Really sensitive when little, and despite being a pretty hyper person big, hes pretty low energy when regressed because of all the bad thoughts and flashbacks

[nicksbestie]

Hey! If it’s not too much to ask, could you write a fic where Matt is a little bit tried to hide that he’s slipped from his partner (I don’t mind female or gender neutral :))? Thank you angel 💜💜💜

Hiding - M. Sturniolo

Summary : Despite being incredibly loved and supported, your boyfriend still struggles a lot with anxiety about how he chooses to cope. Good thing you can always tell when he needs you <3

Pairing : Matt Sturniolo/Reader (romantic)

Warnings : mentions of anxiety, worrying

Word Count : 1124

A/N : This is an age regression fic, which is purely safe for work and innocent. Any hate/disrespect towards me, my work, or readers, will not be tolerated.

Your boyfriend was the sweetest person that you had ever met. You had never met someone who was so genuinely kind hearted, despite everything that they had dealt with and been through, and you considered yourself so incredibly lucky to have such a darling person in your life, especially being your partner. He dealt with a lot in his life, especially now that he was a public figure, and you knew that could become incredibly difficult for him. It often showed in his time off of the camera, as his job was not stress free. His anxiety could often be uncontrollable, and it was something that he had struggled with for his entire life. 

He had been through so many coping mechanisms in his life, desperately trying to find something that would ease his worries, and it took him a long time to find something comfortable for him. He took a while before he even told you about it, a little worried and afraid that he would be judged by you, despite knowing that you loved him unconditionally. When he finally told you that he had chosen regression as a coping mechanism, you comforted him with open arms, telling him that you were insanely proud of him, knowing that it had been difficult to overcome the anxiety swelling in his mind to just tell you about it. 

Matt was the sweetest little, his age falling around the toddler range, and he was the most gentle baby you’d ever taken care of. He was quiet, fairly introverted, and extremely cuddly. He was a very loving little one, and he was nearly always happy while he was in headspace. He’s a cute baby, but sometimes, his anxiety follows him into his littlespace. Every now and then, it really got to him, and he was even more attached to you, terrified of the world, trusting you to take care of him and keep him safe. Because of this anxiety sometimes getting to him, during these days, he often fought his regression, feeling extremely self conscious about it, but you were always there to help him relax. 

Today was clearly one of those days. You had noticed that Matt had been picking at his nails a lot, his eyes always darting back and forth, and his body just generally screamed that he was anxious. You had done everything you could to help that day, hugging him lots, texting and telling him lots of words of encouragement, making sure that you were never far from him just in case he needed you. You didn’t know what had caused today to be such a bad day, but it was entirely possible that it was simply just one of those days. Anxiety can be unpredictable, and maybe he had just woken up unlucky today. You were supportive throughout the entire day, ignoring the nagging feeling in your chest, knowing that Matt hadn’t had time to regress in multiple days now. 

When he had to go many days without his form of stress relief, it often caused his anxiety to get a lot worse. You had a feeling that he really needed to have little time, but it was clear that he was busy today. He had a lot to do for filming videos, brand collabs, getting set up to film the next podcast episodes, and he had nearly been working nonstop for the past week. You knew deep down that he needed to relax, but you unfortunately had to wait and support him through the day first. The day continued, they finished filming a car video, and the second that Matt pulled into the garage, you immediately went downstairs to check on him. Nick and Chris thundered out of the car, laughing about some stupid joke, not noticing how Matt threw his head back into the seat, eyes closing, and a deep sigh leaving his lips, before putting his head in his hands. 

You hurriedly opened the door, helping him out of the car and pulling him into a deep hug, helping him walk back up the stairs. His exhaustion was written all over his face, and you could feel it as he let you carry half of his weight. You helped him change into more comfortable clothing, and he immediately threw himself down on the bed, curling up into you when you laid down next to him. You wrapped your arms around him, rubbing his back and running a hand through his hair, gently whispering comforts and praise, noticing the way he slowly went completely silent. You let him lay there in quiet for a while, hugging him, and softly kissing his forehead before speaking. 

“Are you okay, honey?” 

He simply nodded into your chest, not answering, and you had a suspicion that he was slipping, and trying to hide the fact that he was feeling little. You didn’t want to pressure him, wanting to give him the space to tell you himself, but you didn’t think he was going to do that tonight, so you spoke again. 

“Okay, sweetheart. I’m here if you need me, alright bubba?” 

Before you knew it, loud sobs were filling the room, Matt hugging you tighter and attempting to make himself appear smaller, clearly feeling immense levels of fear and embarrassment. Your eyes softened, continuing to comfort him while he cried. 

“Oh, angel. Deep breaths, baby, you’re safe. You’re going to be okay, my love, I’ve got you. Nothing to worry about anymore, honey, I’m going to make sure you’re taken care of.” 

It seemed to only make him cry harder, unable to speak to save his life, simply clinging to you and crying out all of his frustrations into the person he trusted with his life, his most vulnerable headspace. You reassured him, whispering sweet nothings to him while he cried it out, slowly stopping the tears, hiccuping a little bit, and if he wasn’t so sad, you would’ve found it so cute. You gently wiped his tears away, pressing little kisses to his forehead and cheeks, keeping him in your arms so he felt encased, but in the safest possible way. When he cried this hard, and had this bad of a day, he always cried himself right into a nap, and you were patiently expecting it. 

You knew he needed the rest, and you kept him held close to your body, his stuffed animal clutched in his arms, tears drying, and slowly yawning. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep against you, face flushed, and you held him as he slept, knowing that no matter what mood he was in when he woke up, you would always be here to take care of him, and he didn’t have to hide.

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[januscorner]

Agere Hunter Stimboard + Headcannons

❤️🪐🐺 📍🥹🪡 🐕🌗💔

Fictional agere challenge! Day 5: A character you hc as a flip

Hunter less goes back to a specific time so much as just enters a childlike mindset, mimicking a childhood he never got to have

He semi-regressed in secret while still with Belos but did it a lot more frequently after arriving in the human realm

After discovering cosmic frontier he acts like a little kid going through a space phase

He was the first to find out Luz regressed to and became her caregiver

He likes sewing toys for Luz

Willow takes care of Hunter while he’s while regressed

[the-universal-sun]

To get into the Halloween spirit:

If Stan is little during Summerween, Ford will take him trick-r-treating. Stan gets nervous, he doesn’t want all these people to know about it. But Ford assures him that nobody will find out. Since it’s Gravity Falls, nobody really bats an eye at anything that’s out of the norm, plus it’s summerween? Who wouldn’t want to go door to door for free candy? Ford helps Lee with his costume, he’s dressed as a swash-buckling Pirate. Stan makes Ford dress up, he didn’t want to be the only one wearing a costume, then people might look at him funny and then they might know and make fun of him and hate him. Ford helps him out of his spiral by reluctantly wearing an old coat and messing up his hair, going as a “Mad Scientist”.

(“Put those puppy dog eyes away, Lee, I will not wear a costume.” “…” “Fine! Put don’t expect anything elaborate!”)

It’s worth it for the bubbling excitement and bouncing exuberance he sees in his Lee, his smile is contagious, and Ford finds himself grinning all throughout the night, even when he has to remind Lee to say his “please” and “thank you’s”, or at least to say/do something as close as he can to that. Lee doesn’t speak much when regressed, but on top of that he’s also incredibly shy around other people, so most of the time, he shyly nods and gives a small smile. The towns folk don’t really question or say anything, Stan’s the town hero, he can probably get away with murder at this point.

Ford would say he makes Lee hold his hand when they walk from house to house, but he does that all on his own; Ford is like his safety blanket.

Stan is so happy, he basically skips from house to house, swinging Ford’s hands back and forth, happy little hums coming from his mouth. He was really nervous earlier, but now he can’t even think of why! This was so much fun! He got free candy, his big brother is dressed up with him, and nobody found out that he sometimes isn’t grown up! He can’t wait to do it again!

Afterwards, Ford lets Lee eat more candy than usual, it’s a holiday, so he deserves a treat. But not too much, he doesn’t want his brother, big or little, to have a stomach ache the next day.

Lee was so excited to dig through his candy piles when they got back to their room at the shack, but with all the energy he expended that night, he fell asleep half way through sorting his hard candies. Ford drags him onto his orthopedic pillow, puts a fluffy pillow under his head, and tuck him in with his favorite blanket (it has anchors and boats on it), Shanklin 2, and Poindexter. He finishes sorting the candy and settles back with his journal, drawing his favorite memories of his little Lee from the night. He falls asleep half way through a picture of his brother posing with his plastic sword, the excitement of the night also catching up to him

[buckys-little-belle]

Henlo! If it's okay, could you make write a fic about Bucky comforting his little during a thunderstorm? A storm was near my house a few days ago and the thunder scared me so bad-- The power didn't go out, but storms usually happen a lot where I live-- thanks <3

Rainy Days

Bucky Barnes x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns used/No Pronouns used)

Warnings - Reader is scared of storms, reader eats snacks, talks of loud noises, talks of lightning/flashing lights, descriptions of a thunderstorm, ready is sad and scared, Bucky is sweet and thoughtful!

Notes - I made this headcannons, I hope that's okay! Honestly I've been going through my inbox and drafts and trying to clear them out, but writing full fics is something I have to be in the right mood for. But headcannons? I've been feeling headcannons lately, so do send some headcannon requests in if anyone has some! And please expect very old asks to suddenly resurface in the shape of fics/headcannons written literally years later <3

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW!

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You've always been scared of thunderstorms. Rain is nice from time to time, but when the loud booms of thunder begin and lightning strikes, you suddenly begin to feel scared.

It's not rational, you know the thunder can't get you and that if you're inside you're safe from lightning. Yet when the storm begins to get louder and the rain begins to pelt harder, you find yourself curled up wherever you are, stuffie held safely to your chest.

Bucky could tell you'd get antsy whenever rain drops would begin racing on the windows, you'd stare outside seemingly waiting for something to happen.

After the first thunderstorm you two witnessed together Bucky knew he needed to be prepared for the next one. He hated seeing you cry, and how scared you got. He felt helpless and vowed to make sure that didn't happen again.

So now he has a small bin in his closet labeled "Rainy days". Inside are a pair of headphones he bought that block out any noises. It's made chatting between the two of you hard on those rainy days, you yelling because you can't tell just how loud you are, and him doing his best to charades his words. But because it rains so often, you two have had time to practice, and communication comes much easier.

He bought you little stickers to put on the headphones, so that instead of just plain boring black headphones, you have ones decorated by your favourite cartoon characters and fun little stickers of plants and dinosaurs.

He also has special activities for the two of you to do on those days. He wanted something different than the toys you have all the other days. This way you stop feeling dread thinking about thunderstorms, now that feeling is over taken with a subtle excitement for the special glitter crayons in the box, and the really cute stuffed animal named "Rainy" that you get to snuggle with.

Bucky always buys those PDF files on etsy that are colouring pages. For $2 he gets 6-10 fun pages, and he'll print them out for you on his fancy work printer. He finds it easier than buying colouring books because there's no risk of ripping your colouring when you evidently want to rip the page out and put it on the fridge. Plus he finds it over all cheaper, and there are no more tears when you don't like the way you coloured something, sad that you can't do that pretty picture anymore, he just prints out a second one.

Bucky is also a fan of physical media. He has both a DVD and a VCR player. So he has two movies stashed in the box that you really like for those rainy days, and those rainy days only. He doesn't know how, but you've been able to connect your headphones to the Tv, so you can't hear the thunder when you're watching them.

Also snuggles, rainy days mean as many snuggles as you want. Doesn't matter if he's on a work call, doing the laundry, or in the middle of making dinner. If you come up and ask for a hug you end up getting 20 minutes of snuggles and soothing back rubs.

You don't venture outside when it's a thunderstorm, but Bucky has been warming you up to "liking" rainy days by showing you how fun puddles can be.

He buys you a cute raincoat and matching boots, and as long as there's no thunder or lightning, he'll take you outside and splash in the puddles for an hour.

Instead of being terrified of thunderstorms, and hating the days they happen, you've slowly been able to accept that they'll happen sometimes, and you've grown to know your safe, very safe because Bucky is always at your side on those days. Ready to comfort you, ready to play whatever game you want, and ready to jump in puddles when possible.

[fandoms--fluff]

Little Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Flufftober, October 25th

Mommy witch reader x Little Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: None

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Hope would be very nervous to reveal this part of herself. She wouldn't know how you'd react and would wait until she knew she could trust you with anything.

There would be small signs about her age regression that you would pick up on before she told you, but you couldn't quite figure out what they meant.

You'd be the most supportive girlfriend when she finally does tell you.

She would be radiating with anxiety the whole time and the dam boke once you showed your support and love to her of it.

You would hold her in your arms the entire night afterwards and get to meet her little self.

She would be the absolute cutest when she's little.

When she regresses, she'd regress to a mindset of anywhere from less than a year old to four years old.

You'd be the only one to know about this part of herself. And you'd make sure to keep that secret.

After some time, Hope would begin to call you 'Mama' and 'Mommy'. - Which would make you happier than you think you've ever been.

She would love to play and cuddle with you, do basically anything with you really since she's been by herself ever since she started age regressing.

She started a couple months after her mom and dad died. And it was freeing for her to say the least.

Instead of feeling like an outside like before, Hope would feel like she wasn't anything less when you're always there for her.

You'd get Hope a stuffed wolf that resembled her wolf form and she'd love it so much and never want it to leave her site.

^It'd be her favorite toy out of everything and would cling to it in and out of little space.

You would do small, fun and creative spells to lift Hope's mood when she's little and she'd absolutely adore it.

She wouldn't wear much 'little clothing' per say, but she would wear more comfy and soft clothing.

Her little self absolutely adores you and always likes to copy you doing small things like how you flip through grimoires or even how you brush your hair.

^You'd find it so cute and endearing.

When she's regressed really young and toddler aged, she'd love to be bottle fed. And you feeding her her bottle would be one of her favorite night time activities.

Whenever you'd notice her start to drop in classes instead of her trying to find her own excuse on why she needs to leave, you'd whisk her out of there with you.

^There may or may not be spells involved to make sure the teachers don't pry, thanks to you. And Hope would be a little disapproving but thankful for you doing that.

[softpawpup]

— bakugou katsuki as a little !! ( request from @v4mpiirew1tch )

*based on & continued from these.

💥 bakugou is a picky and fussy eater, he only wants certain foods and they have to be eaten his special way

💢 goes nonverbal a lot when he's little, babbles in sign sometimes and aggressively waves his hands around

🔥 doesn't listen to rules very well. he's the most well behaved for kirishima, and secondly for mina. he causes the most trouble for kaminari and izuku.

💥 bites and teethes on a lot of things, always needs some kind of chewy or paci clipped to him

💢 gets fussy at first when he's swaddled but slowly settles and gets sleepy even though he'll be grumpy about how sleepy it makes him

🔥 accidentally bites through his pacis sometimes when he gets upset, always gets really upset about it

💥 was really embarassed about regressing at first but his friends encouraged him a lot and eased him into it

💢 if he likes you he needs praise from you, he'll get really fussy and upset and might throw a tantrum if you don't praise him for being a good kiddo if he likes you a lot

🔥 likes it when theres faces on his food, he likes to eat the faces

[foxxypaws]

Albedo as your caregiver ✨️

🌼 Patient, soft-spoken, caring, what an ideal big brother! 🌼 King of arts and crafts, has all the stuff in his lab ready for a fun day of drawing, colouring, and crafting! 🌼 On the topic of his lab, he always makes sure his lab has been cleaned and emptied of any dangerous stuff that you can get a hold of 🌼He doesn't mind any of the names you wanna use on him but he definitely is more used to being called a big brother than anything 🌼Calls you his little sister/brother, or even little flower <3 🌼 Albedo is aware that dragonspine is supper cold, and not ideal for most children, so he is willing to do things just in Mondstatd City or around any lovely scenery in mondstatd 🌼 If you really want, He's always got some easy experiments to do with you. usually not dangerous ones with big scary equitment 🌼 Likes holding onto you, head pats, cuddles, and just affection in general! 🌼whispers lots of the time so he doesnt overwhealm you (but this mans voice is already as soft as silk) 🌼 keeps a box of regression stuff in his lab for whenever you need it 🌼 sturrgles with "big kid words" as its just a part of his day to day speach to use big words. so dont be shocked when he slips up and says some big words 🌼gets anxious with upset regressers or even tantrums as hes not the best with them, but he gets advice and help from sucrose a lot 🌼 ^ not saying he is completely useless when your upset, he deffiantly is there to try and comfort you and rub circles in your back (hes not the best with words) 🌼 constant hand holding 🌼 oh you broke some of your gear? dont stress, hes got it under control. he can fix it or even buy you a new one if you need

[cryingatwindermerepeaks]

Little!Rio x Cg!Agatha - Safe

(Set long before the events of Agatha all along but still possible spoiler warning)

Rio has an awful day of work and when she comes home she just needs her mama

This is my first time writing for either of them so sorry if it’s a bit ooc

Tw: blood, allusions to death, witches (?), crying

Word count: 1045

I’ve watched Agatha all along episode 5 4 times now and I cant stop thinking about them so I wrote this in under an hour… and didn’t edit it. So it kind of sucks, sorry.

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When the front door opened Agatha felt like she could finally relax. Rio was home. It was late, almost midnight, and she was ready to see her girl and get off to sleep. Though, as Rio stumbled into the living room, little more than a husk of her usually perky self, Agatha knew it would not be so simple. “Bad day?” Agatha questioned, pulling herself up from laying so that there was space for the other girl on the couch. Rio nodded quietly, dropping onto the couch and curling up to Agatha’s side. She let out a shaky breath which it felt like she’d been holding all day. Agatha gently ran her fingers through Rio’s dark hair. “What’s the matter baby?” she hummed, knowing it must’ve been a hard day for Rio to be so put out.

“Bad,” She choked out. Rio began rubbing at her tired face only to quickly pull her hands away, looking at them with horror as if they were covered in blood. The room was lit only by a singular lamp so it was entirely possible that there was some blood on Rio’s hands. “Bad,” She whined again, rubbing at her hands with an agonizing desperation.

“Rio.” Agatha took her hands, guiding Rio to look at her. “Rio, hey, baby girl,” she cooed. Rio didn’t meet her eyes, she rarely did when she was upset, but she did turn her face in Agatha’s direction. There were hot tears of frustration in her eyes, building a harrowing ache in Agatha’s chest. “Hi,” she smiled warmly, trying to calm her distressed girlfriend. “What’s the matter?” Rio sniffled, she was flexing and wriggling her fingers uncomfortably in Agatha’s hands but making no move to pull them away.

“Bad, bad job.” The tears were running down Rio’s cheeks. She was clearly feeling little, if her lack of vocabulary and emotional control were anything to say for it. Agatha wondered what kind of awful job she’d been met with in order to have such a reaction when she faced tragedy everyday and never batted an eye. Rio sucked in a labored breath, burying herself against Agatha’s side.

“Yeah, I’ve got you, I’ve got you Cariño.” Agatha let go of Rio’s hands and wrapped her arms around her shaking frame. She rocked them both back and forth gently, Rio’s sobs only growing in intensity. “Let it out. Let it all out baby, I’ve got you now.” She soothed. “You’re not bad, you haven’t done anything wrong. It’s your job, it’s not your fault.” Her words felt like the soft waves of the ocean, lapping soothingly against the burning sand which stuck itself to every inch of Rio’s body. You’re not bad. You haven’t done anything wrong. It’s just your job. It’s not your fault.

The cries subsided, though Rio still felt like her body was coated in layers and layers of blood. She squirmed, whining and tugging at the collar of her shirt. “Off?” Agatha questioned, noticing the frustrated tears returning to Rio’s eyes. She nodded, still fidgeting with her collar.

Agatha gently slipped Rio’s tight black outfit off, it was practical for the day job but obviously not something she’d want to be anywhere near when little. “I got you, mama’s got you.”

“Mama,” Rio babbled, nestling herself back against Agatha. She brought her hand up to her mouth which Agatha quickly batted away, remembering the possible germs which shouldn’t go anywhere near her baby’s mouth.

“How about a bath?” She suggested, already standing up because there was no way Rio was getting out of a bath. Reluctantly, but uncharacteristically quietly, Rio took Agatha’s hand and let her lead her to the bathroom. Knowing they upset Rio, Agatha didn’t turn on the fluorescent bathroom lights, instead using a flick of her magic to cast a warm glow in the room.

“Pu’ple,” Rio babbled, seeing the soft slither of Agatha’s powers.

“That’s right baby, purple.” Rio said that almost every time Agatha used her powers while she was little. Little Rio was always amazed by Agatha’s ‘purple’. They were still holding hands as Agatha began running the bath. Rio shivered, the tiled room making her half undressed state uncomfortably cold. Once the bath was run, Agatha helped her into the warm water which smelt of lavender and thyme. She gently washed Rio, scrubbing the dirt and blood from her finger nails with care. “Do you want to play for a bit or hop out now?” Agatha questioned after she’d washed Rio’s hair. Rio reached out towards Agatha, signaling that she wanted to hop out.

Agatha was so gentle with Rio as she got her ready for bed. She wrapped her in the softest towel, making a game of dropping it over Rio’s face while she dried her hair just to see her baby smile. “Lay down, Cariño,” she instructed gently as she guided Rio onto the bed. Rio obliged, patiently sucking her now clean thumb as she let Agatha dress her. Agatha guided her into a pull-up. Rio didn’t wear them often but Agatha knew she found it comforting when she felt especially small. “You’re so brave,” she cooed, rubbing gentle circles on Rio’s stomach. Rio giggled and burried her face into the soft blankets bashfully. Agatha grabbed one of her sweaters which she knew swamped Rio and helped the girl into it. Rio began squirming halfway through the process, reaching for her stuffed toy rabbit who was perched against the pillows. Agatha grabbed Scratchy Jr. and handed him to Rio who held him to her face.

“Bunny go hop, hop, hop,” Rio explained as she held her toy.

“You’re so clever little one,” Agatha praised.

Once dressed, Rio climbed up the bed and nestled herself amongst the pillows. Agatha used her magic to get a bottle of warm milk before sliding into the bed next to Rio. Immediately Rio clung to Agatha’s side. “You’ve had a big day, let’s get you to sleep hm?” She cooed, gently guiding the nipple of the bottle into Rio’s mouth. Rio hummed contentedly, resting her head against Agatha’s chest as she suckled the silky, warm milk. “Good night mi Cariño,” Agatha hummed.

“Ni’ mama,” Rio yawned, around the tip of her bottle as she began to drift off.

[babey-lewis]

I want to hold a little baby in my arms and coo at them as they cuddle their stuffie and suck on their bottle. I want to reaffirm how tiny my baby is. I want to pick up my baby and gently tell them how small and cute they are. I want to hold my kiddo and tell them I love them (/p), while they giggle back at me and make grabby hands. I want a little baby.

[littlebabyself]

little!jinx headcannons

she is baby :( just a baby please just shes baby.

i havent watched season 2 of arcane so if i say anything out of character about her thats prolly why, ive only seen season 1 her.

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regresses to a toddler, around 2 to 3 and a half.

very often has meltdowns and tantrums but they decrease the more she trusts the person that cares for her. like if they stick around she starts to freak out less.

panic attacks very often send her into regression, often rendering her unable to say anything other than apologies.

she loves making things and taking small things like pens and toy cars apart.

likes to finger paint

cannot process big feelings while small. she simply doesnt and cant understand.

she loves watching fish, she wishes she could visit an aquarium.

cant handle loud noises

cant go to sleep when small without her star nightlight that she made that projects moving stars around the room.

loves bubbles. bath bubbles, soap bubbles, saliva bubbles, it doesnt matter, theyre like magic to her.

always has her sisters bunny stuffie

has to be the centor of attention, meaning she cant handle play dates.

draws on herself

she hums when the voices get too loud, but usually she doesnt hear them while regressed.

feels bad for her older self when small. she hugs herself for hours, apologizing to herself and tracing scars.

music is always a big comfort, but especially when small.

she tries to prank her stuffies but she always fumbled it. either setting it off herself or forgetting what to do midway.

very bad at coloring but shes loves it anyway.

HAS to have physical reassurance (hand holding, hand on shoulder/back, back rubs, ect.)

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drops this and runs back to my cave