#and you can't forget bluey!!

[little-pup-pip]

25 Days of Agere Moodboards! Day 25: My regression aesthetic!!

[thekoalapastriesbakery]

SILENT NIGHT

formula one x autistic!male!reader

request: Ik requests are closed, but i wanted to write this down so I don't forget it lmaooo, Oscar, Sebastian, and/or Max with Autistic reader who goes nonverbal and struggles to communicate a lot. Totally not based on real events whaaaat 🦕

summary: non-communicative? no problem.

warnings: mentions of overwhelm, references to mad max (max), implied autistic!oscar, dork!seb that could also easily be interpreted as autistic!seb

contains: max verstappen, oscar piastri, + sebastian vettel

word count: 516 (184/158/174 split)

max verstappen �� 184 words:

he could see the signs before you did. little fidgeting, eyes darting around, muscles tensing … all indicators that it wouldn't be long before you went into shutdown.

max did what he could to mitigate the effects on you. he got you out of the chaos of the paddock and into his driver's room. he didn't like seeing you get overstimulated. hated it, in fact. he wasn't shy about setting boundaries on your behalf—he'd shove reporters away from you, make snarky comments about the other drivers if they pushed you too far, demand red bull change their garage to make it accessible for you. (what use is being their golden boy if he can't use it to let his boyfriend come to races?)

you had some unique ways of communicating when you couldn't talk. sometimes, you could type or use assistive technology to get your point across. sometimes you could use sign language or emojis or charades. other times communication itself was so overwhelming that max was forced to guess from your body language.

good thing he was fluent in the language of you.

oscar piastri — 158 words:

he had problems with communicating too. he wasn't terrible at it—not at all—but he had times where he would either have a really bad stutter or feel immense anxiety at the idea of verbalising anything. oscar understood when you went nonverbal. both of you frequently used sign language or picture reaction books/apps when words are particularly distressing.

on the occasions where both of you would go nonverbal, you'd sit together on the couch and watch bluey. sometimes you would cuddle, sometimes you'd just sit on opposite ends and enjoy the show. the simplicity of it took away some of the pressure to discuss whatever happened. regardless of whether or not he was nonverbal at the same time, oscar was very very sweet.

he never pressured you to speak or even verbalise. he didn't initiate too many conversations, but he was also happy to keep a running narrative for you if the silence made you anxious.

sebastian vettel — 174 words:

the best thing about seb was that he never shut up. when you were nonverbal, he was always so happy to just ramble and infodump about whatever new project he was on at the time. sometimes it was bees, sometimes it was formula one history and trivia, sometimes it was just general facts. he loved entertaining you and he never held your communication difficulties against you.

you were almost always happy to listen to him. when all things talking or listening were too overwhelming for you, seb didn't take it personally. he just found a cat (you never found out where he kept procuring them from, but he always was good with animals) and plopped it down on your lap.

if you needed down time, he left you alone. he sent you periodic updates and reminders that he was still thinking of you. formula one had taught him that even when you don't want to talk to someone, you could still get lonely. he always wanted you to know that he wouldn't forget you.

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author's note: i have an autistic!drivers agenda if you couldn't tell 🙃 (also totally based on real events for me lol)

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[planned-obsolescence]

god-tier sydcarmy fics

no one asked but i'm suddenly overcome with gratitude that fic writers just drop these gems for FREE. we are so lucky. these are the ones i constantly reread because they make me feel so much.

all of these are rated M or E because if they ain't fuckin, i ain't reading.

five times at a simmer; once boiling over by seh28 my kink? emotional intimacy. that's what these two need more than any bullshit stars. this fic serves it up like it's a floor donut and i'm carmy straight up eating that shit.

friends, partners, and intimates by sashafiercer i'm always here for it when syd gives carmy what he deserves. and i'm DEFINITELY here for it when the dialogue between the two is so on point it gives me whiplash. written by an all time 🐐.

forget about your house of cards by minecrafter42 i love reading about how carmy can't get it together in sydney's presence. this fic presents their dynamic so viscerally that the slow burn is more like a slow simmer. i needed a cigarette after i finished this one.

temper, temper by malariamonsters have you ever read anything so beautiful it made you cry? yeah, this fic. it's at the top of the tag for a reason because it captures carmy's consuming love for syd so perfectly. i want to live inside this fic.

child with a child pretending by emilybrontay sydney has a baby before she starts working at the beef, and carmy knows what bluey is. i'm done. i am very picky when it comes to stories set in sydney's POV (my girl is a complex masterpiece, you better get her right), and this is one of the greatest, most thoughtful.

Mise En Place by badcircuit love fics that present syd and carmy as partners in every sense of the word. beautifully written, hot as fuck. another one that gets syd right. again, i take portrayals of my girl so seriously and this one is gorg.

Take Care by oysterknife oh boy. this one literally came out last week but i already read it upwards of 10 times. i will read anything oysterknife writes but GODDAMN. this one changed my brain chemistry with the emotional intimacy between the two. i love longing and yearning and this one is like a masterclass in it. the literary references made me kick my feet and giggle. as a brooklyn girlie, THIS is the nyc i wanna see: flushing, crown heights, greenpoint minus the condos, shitting on the residents of murray hill, i want it all. also the ending made me sob. not joking.

[wlwsoccerfics]

The F*Word(KatieMcCabeXCaitlinFoordXToddlerReader)

Summary: you watch your Mommys Interview with your momma and your Mommy accidentally says the f*Word and you started repeating it.

You sit in your mommas lap. Munching on a piece of Toast. You currently were 1 year & 6 months old.

"Momma! Momma! Mommy!" You happily point to the TV. Dropping your toast in your lap and clapping your hands together.

Your momma was giggling softly. So was your auntie Steph and auntie Kyra who sat next to her.

"yes my little love, that's Mommy!" Your momma said. You all were watching and all of sudden your Mommy dropped the f*Word, quickly apologizing to the Interviewer.

"f*ck!" You yelled out, giggling. Wiggling around in your momma's lap. You obviously had no idea what that meant but just thought it was funny. Your auntie Steph looked just as shocked as your Momma did. While your auntie Kyra tried not to laugh, covering her mouth with her hands.

"No Sweetheart we don't say that! It's a Bad Word! It's why Mommy apologized!" Your momma told you.

"f*ck." You said again. "Mommy Word!" You happily repeated again.

"someone is in trouble!" Kyra replied. With someone she meant your Mommy. Because unlike you both auntie Steph and auntie Kyra knew your momma would give your Mommy a piece of her mind for that one.

"sweetie no. Please don't say that Word. Mommy made a mistake there!" Your momma answered.

"Mommy word." You told your momma that your Mommy said it so you too. At least that's what you tried to tell her.

"Mommy isn't allowed to say it either! It's a Bad Word!" Your momma was praying you would forget about the Word.

"little love, you can't say that! Let's maybe look at Bluey?" Your auntie Steph suggested and put up an episode of Bluey for you. Which you Loved.

You even climbed into Auntie Stephs lap. Right in time for your momma to take a call from your Mommy. She went to walk a few feet away from you and your aunties to talk to your Mommy.

"hey babe!" Your mommy told your momma.

"hey...you know our daughter learned a new word today." Your momma said. Before your mommy could ask what the Word was you yelled again.

"f*ck! Mommy Word!" You let everyone know. Kyra still found it funny and tried not to laugh and Steph just sighed.

"oh..." Your Mommy answered. "you watched my Interview!" She stated.

"we sure did! And now she won't stop saying it!" Your momma answered. Sighing softly.

"i am so sorry Babe! Can i talk to her?" Your Mommy asked.

"yes, let's Facetime real quick!" Your momma told your mommy. Which they did right away.

"Mommy!" You happily said when you saw your Mommy on the Screen of your momma's Phone. Who was currently holding it in front of you.

"hi little love. you know mommy did say a bad word today. And momma told me you keep repeating it. But we don't say that and i apologized for it, sometimes mommies make a mistake too." Your Mommy explained.

"No f*ck?" You asked. Your Mommy cringed when she heard you say that.

"that's right. We don't say that. Okay?" Your Mommy let you know.

"No say no!" You agreed.

"good Girl!" Your momma replied. Smiling softly.

"good, good!" You repeated in excitement. Well that was also a new word and one your moms loved to hear.

Thankfully you didn't say the f*Word anymore and instead for the rest of Camp you keep happily screaming the Word 'good'. Unfortunately you started to use the f*Word again when you became a Teenager.

[maddie-dog]

The solo caregiver-little dynamic is great, but the caregiver-little-little dynamic is incredibly underrated for a number of reasons.

The Humiliation.

Yes, having your dirty bottom cleaned by Daddy is INCREDIBLY embarrassing. But how much worse is it when your little sister, friend, or rival is watching you get changed while they're wearing their own soggy diaper, teasing you for being a bigger baby than them?

The Companionship.

Caregivers are great, but everyone can admit that no matter how hard they try, they just aren't the best at playing. They just don't ever quite do what they're told or engage as deeply as they should. The can't! They have too many silly responsibilities to think about.

Stuffies are great too because they are always obedient, but they aren't ever great at thinking on their feet. They don't talk back, but they don't ever come up with good ideas.

Little friends, however, know how to play GOOD. They are imaginative, cheery, and generally never complain about a game being too childish or boring like a Mommy or Daddy would. They also get totally into the game, just like you, because their minds are unencumbered with the worries of the adult world.

The Competition.

Being the only apple of Mommy's eye is great, but doesn't her affection means more if you have to compete for it? Don't those snuggles feel better if you have to earn them, if you know Mommy picked you to cuddle instead of someone else?

Plus, isn't being a brat more fun if you can avoid getting caught? Pinning your childish little schemes on someone else and watching them get punished for something you did is incredibly satisfying.

Finally, isn't there a rush that comes with losing? The tingly embarrassment from having to listen to your Mommy read your brother YOUR favorite story while your butt is red and your nose is stuck in a corner? Or listening to the low hum of Bluey coming from the other room, while your stuck in your crib because your 'just too little' to stay up like your sister?

So, go forth! Find a play group, a sibling, a daycare or nursery, and explore the joys of being little with others. Just don't forget to listen to your adult. 😉

[thisismeracing]

lewis + bluey + fluff bc I can't stop thinking about this 😭😭😭

Bluey | LH44

⸺ the one where you catch Lewis watching Bluey without the kids. ✓ no warnings.

⁕ one word, a thousand stories blurb night (closed) ⁕ my masterlist and my taglist

It was a Sunday morning and the house was silent, which was new, and it happened only because the two mini Hamilton’s were with their grandparents for the weekend.

Yn rolled out on the bed looking for Lewis, but finding his spot empty, which wouldn't be uncommon had the kids been home, but they were alone and he had all the time in the world to sleep in, though he wouldn't usually use it.

She threw on his shirt and left the room in search of her husband, only to find the TV on, Bluey playing at a low volume while Lewis napped on the sofa. She giggled, snapping a picture, and then sat beside him on the sofa, hands caressing his chest over his pajama shirt.

"Love," Yn whispered, now touching his face and peppering kisses there in an attempt to wake him up.

Lewis used to be a heavy sleeper before Yn and the kids, but after starting the family life his sleep became lighter so that he could wake up in case the kids or his wife needed him. And though the kids were at their grandma's house, he still stirred when Yn's lips found the corner of his mouth and then the tip of his nose.

"We still have time to sleep, come to bed," she whispered when his eyes opened briefly. "Were you watching Bluey without the kids?" she teased and Lewis closed his eyes again, holding back a chuckle.

"Hey! You can’t judge me, I'm just making sure it's safe and the kids can watch all the episodes..."

Yn nodded, sarcasm written all over her face, "Just confess you like to watch some of their cartoons, babe. It's no problem."

"It's not just any cartoon, it's Bluey, it's different. Lie here with me and watch one episode, I'm sure you'll like it too."

And though she laughed, Yn did lie on top of him to watch TV for the rest of the morning, giggling together, sharing bits here and there about an episode here and there, and snoozing on some.

"Just don't tell the kids we watched season three without them or they'll be mad," Lewis reminded.

― ⋆🪩 VOICEMAIL: I went to watch an episode after you mentioned it, and I forgot how nice hearing their accent is. I'll definitely watch the other episodes when I have the time hihi <3 It's just really cute, and I can totally picture Lewis watching all the kid's shows without them because he genuinely thinks it's therapeutic.

I hope you guys like it, don't forget to reblog and leave me a comment *mwah*

[maddie-dog-story-blog]

Too Big For His Britches

I've been teasing @pinkducttape a little too much lately. As a self-imposed punishment (the joy of being a switch is that I get to be my own Dom) I wrote this horrible story staring myself, my imaginary Mommy, @pinkducttape, and their awesome Daddy, Midnight. Enjoy my attonement, I guess?

Today, I was feeling BIG! Mommy, my wife, had been so proud of me using the potty and staying accident free for the last week that she decided it was finally time for me to graduate from pull-ups to big kid undies!

Should have I felt embarrassed that, as a 32-year-old man, being allowed to wear a pair of Spider-Man underwear by my wife felt like a massive victory? Probably.

Did I? No.

The feeling of the soft cotton underwear under the jean shorts Mommy had dressed me in was far superior to the warm, bulky feel of the training pants and diapers I was now, much to used to. How could I not feel happy with my new found freedom?

Adding to my excitement was that today, the day I had graduated from 'Little' to 'Middle,' Mommy was taking me on a playdate! I was going to get to go hang out with Sunset, one of my best friends, while Mommy hung out with their Daddy, Midnight. I just knew that Little Sunsie was going to still be waddling around in diapers, while I would get to show off just how much of a big kid I was to them. It was going to be great!

It didn't take long for us to get to the secluded park where Mommy always took me for my playdates. I sat in the backseat, idly sucking my thumb while I thought about how I was going to tease my friend for still being a stinky little, while I, on the other hand, was a much more mature big kid. My wandering thoughts were interrupted by Mommy's voice.

"Baby Bean, are you drinking your water like you're supposed to be? It's going to be hot out there, and I don't want you getting dehydrated!"

I groaned as I popped my thumb out of my mouth and reached for my Bluey-themed water bottle in the cup holder. Didn't Mommy know I was a big kid? She's the one who held out my big kid undies for me to step into this morning for goose's sake! I didn't need to be reminded to drink water like some silly little baby. But, talking back wasn't worth the fight, not on a day like today. Plus, Mommy was right, as usual. It was really hot outside, and I was feeling thirsty just sitting in the car. There wasn't any harm in doing what she asked, just this one time. Having made up my mind, I replaced my thumb with the nipple of my water bottle and sucked down its contents as we drew closer to the park.

As usual, when we got to our destination, there was only one other car in the parking lot. Mommy and I both recognized it immediately. The pink and rainbow duct tape decorating it was a dead giveaway.

"Look, Baby Bean! Sunsie and Midnight are already here," Mommy said as she parked the car next to our friends' vehicle. She then turned back to me, staring at me sternly, "Now, I know you've earned the right to be a big boy today, but that does not mean you get to be rude. Make sure to be nice to Sunsie. They can't help being an adorable little pamper packer. Also, do not forget to come and tell me when you need me to take you to the potty. Got it?"

I nodded my head up and down in affirmation, happy that my Bluey water bottle hid the blush forming on my cheeks from the mention of asking Mommy to take me to the potty. And, when I nodded my head, agreeing to be nice to Sunset and ask to use the potty, I really meant it. Just because I was planning on teasing Baby Sunsie just a little, didn't mean I wasn't going to be nice to them!

I waited patiently as Mommy walked around the back of the car, opened the door and unbuckled my seat belt. Immediately, I sprinted past Mommy towards the mostly abandoned playground where I knew Sunset would be playing.

"Suuuuunnnnnssssssiiiiiiieeeeeee! We're here!" I yelled exhuberantly as I spotted my friend, sitting in the sandbox in a pastel yellow t-shirt and a pair of jean shortalls that did little to hide the thick diaper bulging at their waist. I was so excited, I didn't notice the pressure building in my bladder as I greeted my friend with a big, uncoordinated hug.

Midnight watched, smiling from their perch on a nearby park bench as I tackled Sunset into the sand in my excitement. From a distance behind me, I could hear my Mommy yelling out with an exasperated tone.

"Maddie! Careful! Don't hurt poor, little Sunsie!" She yelled breathlessly as she ran up behind me.

Sunset, for their part, was overjoyed to see me. They giggled as I wrapped my arms around them and accidentally knocked them over.

Midnight, with a better vantage of what was going on, immediately replied to my Mommy, "Oh, don't worry! It's just kids being kids! Now, get over here! We've got some catching up to do!"

The adults faded out of my awareness as Sunset and I righted ourselves, giggling in the sandbox. Sunset had clearly come prepared to play with all of their toys. Trucks, blocks, dolls, dinosaurs, and tractors were strewn about the sandy landscape my friend had constructed.

"Sunset, Sunset! Guess what?!" I asked, my excitement overflowing.

Sunset rolled their eyes at my bubbliness, but grinned good-naturedly at my excitement. "What 'Baby Bean?'" they asked, teasing me with my Mommy's nickname for me.

"That's just it!" I responded, ignoring the barb, "I'm not a baby anymore! Look! Mommy's letting me wear undies!"

I pulled down the elastic waist band of my jean shorts revealing the front of the cotton Spider-Man underwear I was wearing. Sunset's eyes grew wide. A grin spread across my face as I saw the hints of both jealousy and admiration I was hoping see in my friend's demeanor.

"That's right," I said, letting the elastic waistband of my shorts snap back into place, "no more diapers, or pull-ups, or training potties! I'm a real big boy now! I bet your Daddy will even let me babysit your stinky bottom soon!" I stuck my tongue out to emphasize my point.

As I spoke, I started to squirm uncomfortably. I felt a mounting pressure in my bladder, but it wasn't anything urgent enough to deal with yet. I couldn't leave to go potty now, just as I was starting to rub my new status in my friend's face.

"Yep, I bet it'll only be a couple weeks before I'm holding your leash, droppin' you off at daycare, before I get to go back to my REAL job!" I continued to tease Sunset. I couldn't tell if their face was getting red out of embarrassment or anger, but, frankly, high on my own increased status, I didn't care.

"Stop it, Maddie! It's cool you get to wear undies and all, but you're still just a baby like me! Nobody's gonna let you be a babysitter! You're not 'sponsible enough!" Sunset spat out unconvincingly, a hint of concern that their friend of once equal status could turn into yet another caregiver.

"Oh, Sunsie," I said, trying my best to imitate the condescending tone my Mommy used with me when I got high and mighty, "I'm not a baby like you though! Look at me, sitting in my big kid underwear. And look at you, I bet your diapers so soggy you're about to leak."

I extended one hand over to Subset's diapered crotch and squeezed it for emphasis. Too my utter delight, it was thoroughly soaked. Sunset, suddenly aware of the disastrous state of their diaper, turned bright red at my touch and tried to back away but only succeeded at falling on their back in the sand again.

"Aw! Did Little Sunsie fall down and go boom? Does the little baby in their soggy diaper not like being checked? Is it cause you want to keep playing in it like an icky little toddler? Is that why you don't wanna potty train and be a big kid like me?" I hovered over Sunset as I teased them, loving every second of watching their skin turn as red as a tomato out of fear, rage, and shame.

As I teased, Sunset couldn't even get a word out from where they lay in the sandbox. "I… No… Not… Baby… Gah… Big Kid… Diap…." Sunset's sputtering then suddenly stopped, and a big grin spread across their face. Unfortunately, I didn't notice it.

"Aw, is the little baby too little to talk! That's ok! Maybe I can go get your paci from your Daddy. Babies who waddle around in soggy pants like you shouldn't be talking like a big kid like me anyway!"

I couldn't stop. I was channeling all of the repressed anger and shame I had bottled up over the last few years as Mommy's perfect little pamper-packing, stuffy-humper. I was ready to throw every insult and taunt I had ever heard at Sunset, my friend, just so I could feel bigger and more powerful than someone else. I was becoming a monster in superhero underoos.

Luckily for me and my friendship with Sunsie, my reign of terror was cut short. From behind me, a familiar voice spoke.

"Beanie Baby! I did not just catch you bullying sweet little Sunsie. Come with me!"

As Mommy grabbed me by the ear, yanking me away, Sunset started laughing maniacally as they laid in the sand, excited to watch Mommy deliver whatever diabolical punishment I had earned.

I whined as Mommy dragged me across the park by my ear. "Owie! Mommy! This hurts! I didn't do nothing! I just said the truth."

"Madison James! I don't want to hear it. I heard what you were telling poor Baby Sunsie over there, and it was not acceptable!" Mommy lectured as she pulled me.

My bladder was starting to ache. The nervousness and fear of my punishment only adding to my desperation. I decided to change tack.

"Mommy! I hafta go potty!" I wailed, hoping my growing desperation to pee could distract my wife from my punishment.

It didn't.

"Well, if you're as big a kid as you were telling Sunset over there, you should have no problem holding it while you're being punished."

A new panic struck me as I suddenly realized that I might not be able to do that. I didn't want to go back to pull-ups, let alone diapers like Sunset because I had an accident while in time out!

I struggled uselessly against the grip Mommy had on my ear as she dragged me to the tree nearest to the playground.

"Nose to the tree. Now!" Mommy said as we reached our destination.

Rubbing my sore ear, I did as I was told, feeling the rough bark scrape against the tip of my nose.

"You have more than earned yourself a time out little one! Bullying poor Sunsie! In front of their Daddy! Do you know how embarrassed I am of you, Little Man? Do you know how bad you made me look as a Mommy and a wife?"

A tear rolled down my cheek as my wife explained how my actions made her feel. How could I have been so careless and thoughtless to not think about how my actions reflected on her? Midnight was one of her best friends, and I had embarrassed her in front of them. Maybe I was nothing more than the thoughtless child she thought of me as.

Mommy saw my tears and, instead of comforting me, leaned into my suffering.

"That's right baby, you embarrassed Mommy. You made Mommy look bad. You made Mommy look like she can't control you. I want you to think about that while you stand here for the next, oh, let's say, 30 minutes."

"30 minutes…" I tried to protest, but before I could say more, a pacifier was shoved in my mouth.

"No talking during time out. That stays in. And yes, 30 minutes," Mommy said sternly.

I grumbled behind my pacifier as I silently calculated whether I could actually keep from wetting myself for that long. Before I could come up with a plan to both stay put and dry, my thoughts were interrupted by the familiar feeling of my shorts being pulled down to my ankles.

"Oh, and since you were so proud of these undies, mister," my wife said from behind me, "I think it's only fair you get to show them off for your whole time out."

I was glad my face was towards the tree as a deep red blush bloomed across my cheeks. I could perfectly picture my cotton clad ass on display, the red, white, and blue picture of a web that made the undies look so cool and big kid in the store, making me look so childish while standing in time out.

Making matters worse, only moments after my undies were put on display, I heard Midnight's soft giggle behind me.

"Aw! Aren't those precious?" They said condescendingly.

I fresh wave of embarrassment passed through me at those words. However, I closed my eyes, bit down hard on my paci, and settled in to survive the next 30 minutes as best I could. The pressure from my bladder was only getting stronger, but I was determined to keep my underwear dry. I was a big boy, after all, really, nearly an adult again.

After 15 minutes, my determination not to wet myself had waned drastically. With my nose still pressed to the trunk of the tree, I shifted my weight from leg to leg, only able to do a pathetic little potty shuffle rather than a full on potty dance with my shorts still wrapped around my ankles.

The sound of a crinkling diaper announced Sunset's approach. Unable to turn to look at them, I could only imagine the satisfied smirk that I was sure was plastered to their face.

"Oh no! Does the BIG boy need to go potty? You better show the poor, little baby how to keep your undies dry! You wouldn't wanna have an accident in front a little kid like me!" Sunset taunted as they toddled closer to me.

I groaned behind my pacifier, not willing to risk the consequences of talking during time out. However, although I desperately wanted to yell at my friend to go away, I knew I deserved every insult they flung at me.

It only took moments for my friend's face to appear in the corner of my vision.

"Oh no, can Big Bad Maddie not talk right now because he's sucking on his paci? I thought paci's were for babies, not big kids?"

I groaned again, the sound muffled by the shield of the pacifier as I shuffled from foot to foot in discomfort again. The pressure in my bladder was so bad I could barely focus on Sunset's words.

"Oh no! You aren't doing a potty dance, are you Baby Bean? I bet you wish you were wearing a diaper right now! You could just let go," Sunset said before there expression changed as an idea hit them, "I mean, I gotta go potty too, and I can just go right now! Listen!"

With that, Sunset smiled, scrunched up their face and let loose. The sound of soft hissing as their urine hit their diaper filled my ears. The sound was too much. I couldn't hold it anymore. Tears started to well in my eyes as I felt a warm wet stream of pee release into my once pristine Spider-Man undies, only to immediately become warm, disgusting rivers of urine, running down my thighs.

As I felt my pee run down my legs into my shoes, I also could feel my chances of becoming a big kid again drift away too. I began to bawl behind my pacifier, not just because I was ashamed of my accident, but also because I was upset at myself for the bratty behavior that got me here.

"Oh, Baby Bean! Did you piddle in your cute Lil' Spider-Man undies? Spider-Man looks sad! He's not Aquaman. He doesn't like getting all wet," Sunset teased. Their words stung more because I knew they were in a soggy situation of their own that was somehow more babyish, but also less embarrassing. "Daddy! Maddie's Mommy! Maddie has an accident!"

My fear overwhelmed my sorrow as I heard Mommy and Midnight walk up behind me.

"What was that sweet, little Sunsie?" Mommy asked my friend turned temporary nemesis.

"Baby Bean wet his undies! Go look!" Sunset responded with more excitement than I really thought was necessary.

A soft, familiar hand grabbed my shoulder, gently inviting me to turn around. I didn't want to. Maybe, if I just stayed here for a while, my undies would dry and no one would be the wiser. It was hot out, after all.

Mommy wasn't going to let me live out my delusion though. "Turn around sweetie, let's see the damage."

Her instruction and a more forceful pull got me to turn around. A dark stain covered the entire front of my underwear. The streams of urine running down my leg were far too obvious. And, even the shorts and socks at my ankles were stained from my shameful accident. I wanted to cry as Mommy forced me to hold me arms up, beant over, and tugged disappointedly on my soaked Spider-Man undies as she inspected them.

"Beanie Baby, you destroyed these poor undies! And your shorts, socks, and shoes? I thought you were a big boy?" My wife chastised me as she pulled and picked at my soaked clothing. "You were doing so good I didn't even bring a change!"

I looked up to see Midnight given Sunset a similar inspection, albeit with much less disappointment in their demeanor.

"Looks like Little Mads isn't the only super soaker here, Sunsie's diaper is pretty wet too," Midnight said as they completed their inspection, "Did you say you didn't bring a change? I've got plenty of extra diapers in my bag and maybe some spare tights. Why don't we change these little stinkers together?"

"Midnight, you are a lifesaver! Are you sure you can spare a diaper? I know how many Sunsie goes through!" Mommy responded, causing Sunset to blush for once.

"I sure do! Sunsie can be quite the pamper packer sometimes, but if my Little Sunset needs to sit in their mess for a bit, they'll survive," Midnight answered.

As Mommy and Midnight talked about diapering me with Sunset, my outrage started to grow. I just had one accident! And I warned Mommy that I needed to go! She was the one that made me stand with my nose to the tree! I shouldn't be put back in diapers! Maybe a pull-up or training pants, but a diaper was too far. I opened my mouth to tell Mommy as much.

"Mommy, this…" That was as far as I made it before my wife shot a hostile glare towards me.

"No! I will not hear a word out of you, Madison James. I trusted you to be big. I trusted you to be kind. I trusted you to keep your pants dry. Obviously, I cannot trust you. You will be going back to diapers. I will not tolerate any grief. Otherwise, I will throw you over my lap and show you just how little you are, understood?"

My stomach dropped to my toes. I hadn't been lectured like that for years. Not stupid enough to risk my Mommy's wraith, I nodded my head and responded, "Yeth, Mama." I kept suckling the pacifier, now happy it was in my mouth for the comfort it provided.

Mommy helped me take off my wet clothes before taking my hand at the same time that Midnight took Sunset's. We were both led back to the bench where our two caregivers had been chatting earlier. Sunset waddled in their soggy diaper as I walked normally, save for being completely naked below the waist. Once at the bench, Midnight quickly pulled out a large blanket laid it on the grass.

"Alright little ones, lie down," Mommy said, directing Sunset and I to lay down next to each other to be changed like the small children we were being treated as, something we'd done together hundreds of times before.

We both quickly complied with my wife's gentle command as Midnight dug through their diaper bag, getting out changing supplies for two infantilized adults.

"Um, Maddie's Mommy?" Sunset asked as we waited on our backs.

"Yes, sweetheart?" Mommy answered.

"Do you think I could get your phone and watch a show while I got changed? I've been good and haven't had any screen time all day!" Sunset begged.

From across the nearby bench, Midnight called out, "Don't give it to them! It's my fault, really, but we're really trying to break little Sunsie's screen addiction."

Sunset pouted as Mommy smiled down at them. It didn't take long for Midnight to join us with two diapers in hand.

"Let's get these babies back to clean and dry!" Midnight announced as they knelt down and began unsnapping the buttons of Sunset's shortalls.

With expert hands, Mommy and Midnight changed me and Sunset. Where normally, Sunset and I would joke and giggle as we got changed together, today, with my fall from grace, I couldn't bring myself to even make eye contact with my friend as my wife wiped my butt and other delicate bits.

Mommy and Midnight had us both changed and back up quickly. Once I was standing in nothing but a T-shirt and a diaper in the grass, Mommy pulled me to the side.

"Maddie, your behavior today has been unacceptable. Clearly, you are not ready for the level of responsibility that I thought you were. Thinking you were was my fault. So, now, until you prove me otherwise, I am demoting you back to diapers, but know that that is based on my mistake, not yours," Mommy began.

"That said," Mommy continued, "You messed up too. I warned you to be nice. I warned you to keep your pants dry. You didn't. Sunset is your friend, and you bullied them. That is not okay."

"I am not going to make you finish your time out. I don't think you would learn anything from it," Mommy lectured, "But I do need you to do one more thing before you can go back to playing. I need you to apologize to Midnight for bullying her precious little one, and I need you to apologize to Sunset for being a bad friend. Can you do that for me?"

Looking down past the bulging diaper around my waist to my bare feet, I let myself feel shame for my behavior yet again. "Yeth, Mommy," I answered, the pacifier still stuck between my lips.

With that, I waddled off to do as Mommy asked. The bulk of the diaper between my legs felt both foreign after the months of training pants and underwear, but, at the same time, frustratingly familiar.

I approached Midnight first, feeling my apology to them would be easier. I popped my pacifier out of my mouth so my apology would sound more sincere.

"Um, Sunset's Daddy? I, um, am sorry for bullying Sunsie," I said timidly.

Midnight looked at me with gentle, but stern eyes.

"Thank you for apologizing, buddy, but it's not me who you need to apologize to, is it?"

I shook my head up and down. "No, it's not."

"Who should you apologize to, baby?" Midnight asked.

"Sunset," I responded meekly, avoid eye contact with my friend's daddy.

"Yes, Little One," they said softly, "But who else?"

I looked up at Midnight, confused. Who else was there to apologize to?

Midnight smiled knowingly, then looked pointedly over my shoulder. I turned and saw Mommy picking up our make-shift changing station.

"Was how you acted nice to your Mommy?" Midnight asked.

I looked down at my feet in shame again. "No, it wasn't. I probably owe her an apology too, huh?" I answered.

"What a smart boy! Maybe you'll get another chance at undies again, yet? I don't know if I can say the same about my Sunsie," Midnight said, turning to look at Sunset for the first time since we began talking and catching them digging through their diaper bag. "Hey! Get out of there! Go play! I didn't pack your tabbie and Daddy's phone is in my pocket! No screen time!"

As Sunset ran off chastened, I followed, wanting to apologize to my friend both because I was ordered to and because it was the right thing to do.

"Sunsie," I said as we reached to sandbox again, "I'm sorry I was mean to you. Can we still be friends?"

Sunset turned to me with their trademark bright and friendly smile. "Thanks for saying sorry, Mads! And, of course we're still friends! Who else is going to put up with my smelly butt and listen to me complain about being put in my crib early?"

Sunset followed up their statement with a big, warm hug.

"Now, let's play!" Sunset said.

I had to disappoint Sunset one more time today, though. "Sorry, Sunsie, I'll come play in a sec. I gotta go say sorry to Mommy first."

With that I turned and toddled back to Mommy, who was now sitting on the bench with Midnight again. Midnight smiled at me reassuringly as I approached, obvious remorse in my body language.

"Mommy?" I asked tentatively.

"Yes, Beanie Baby?" She responded, a note of frustration still lingering in her tone.

"I, uh, wanted to say, well," I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry. I was naughty and embarrassed you. I shouldn't have." Tears started to flow as I remembered Mommy's angry lecture at the tree. "I'll never do it again! Please, just don't hate me!"

Mommy's body language and tone softened immediately as I broke down during my apology. She stood up from the bench and wrapped me in a comforting hug.

"Oh, Baby Bean, I could never hate you! Mommy was just frustrated. Everyone is naughty sometimes! You just got a little too big for your britches!"

I nuzzled into Mommy as she hugged and reassured me. She was right. I had gotten too big for my britches. But, a nagging feeling told me that Mommy was going to keep me nice and little from now on, so that being 'too big' would never be an issue again.

[alexendria-rose]

~Benedict Cumberbatch

🥀Here’s your poison🥀

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~Sherlock Holmes~

;༊-Midnight Rain

Description- Loving someone was easier for Sherlock Holmes, when he was just a boy falling in love with a girl who he cared for so much, but who would've thought that the great Sherlock Holmes was the one who got pushed away from love.

;༊-Evermore

Description- Pushing her away was the best way to protect her- being the beast was the only way to save her heart.

;༊-Bluey

Description- Sherlock being the best detective dad- so much so he's willing to watch a show about talking dogs?...

;༊-I hate you

Description- Hating Sherlock Holmes was easy- everyone hated him... she hated his tone, his stupid know it all ways, she hated it all about him but something about her hate there's defiantly something more about him... maybe she didn't hate him at all.

;༊-Dance with me

Description- Being in love with someone who thought love was a defect was hard, being best friends with someone who thought that even harder. Some what happens at wedding? A lot of feelings opens up.

;༊-Love this little life (Request)

Description- What is Sherlock like when his wife is 9 months pregnant?

Doctor Stephen Strange

;༊-Endgame

Description- Five years after returning from the blip. You didn’t remember what happened. You were gone for what it seemed like five seconds after fighting in Wakanda. What was going on?

;༊-Who are you?

Description- Stephen Strange can't take his off of the beautiful woman who mind you looked a bit too young for him.. but he couldn't help but walk up to her... could he handle that she was the daughter of tony stark?

;༊-Like what you see?

Description- Stephen comes back whining about work, and you have the perfect idea to forget why he was whining in the first place-well whining about that certain situation...

;༊-My tears ricochet

Description- The question that rang in Stephen Strange's mind... why did she had to go? Why did she had to leave.. and now he'll never get the answer back.

;༊-Loml

Description- The same snap affected her- being the powerful witch she should have stopped it, she should have been there more for Wanda- should have been there for Stephen even though she thought it was her fault for him not surviving the snap but now that they're all back she pushed herself away, will Stephen be able to get his old y/n back?

;༊-I'm your endgame

Description- a bitter and sarcastic witch that never allowed anyone in except for herself... but why was it so easy for her to allow Stephen Strange in rather then others?

;༊-The love between a sorercer and an ex assassin(in process)

Part one, Part Two, Part three-

Description- A girl who has been trapped under draykov grip for so long has finally been able to leave being a widow- to have a normal life well a semi normal life alongside the avengers after Nat saved her from the red room... what happens when she slowly starts falling in love with a certain sorcerer.. will she allow him in? or because of her mental health she won't dare let another man in.

Benedict Cumberbatch

;༊-Hand Fetish

Description- She can't help but fantasize his hands while he's on set.

;༊-Celebrity Crush part one, part two

Description- You being a new brand new actress starring in the hit show Euphoria was bound to make you be around other actors/actresses but why did you have to admit your celebrity crush at the same red carpet?

Vincent Anderson

;༊-Clean

Description- Vincent Anderson being best friends with you was always difficult knowing he was a on and off relationship with his wife- but during the darkest time of his life he makes a mistake with you... can you guys come back from it.

[eelydeanwinchester]

Looking for...

Friends! Siblings, cousins, classmates, any of those sorts of dynamics. I'm 18 bodily and Australian. Dean He/Him I'm a flip with a caregiver/older brother lean I have 3 little headspaces Bee 0-6 Eel 7-12 Teen 13-20 And my default headspace of an adult caregiver Want to be friends or more? (/platonic.) check below the cut for more info on each of my spaces and their likes and dislikes!

Caregiver Headspace

I'm a very playful carer, I'm not strict on most rules I do punish my kiddos if they need it, but never corporal I can cook, I love making meals and snacks - even for the picky ones, you don't like what I made? that's fine, I'll eat it and we'll make you another one together I dress in very ranch cowboy styled outfits, the occasional grunge thrown in I do art, mostly drawings but I'm handy at DIY. I'd make you custom furniture, like a crib or a baby bouncer We'd paint your room together and your name would be on the door I love going for car rides, destination or not - we'd go on road trips a lot, you in the front picking the music if you're old enough, if not then safely in a seat in the back with plenty of snacks and car games We'd have rock out sessions, playing instruments badly and screaming songs We're a stealing family all the way, I'm not paying a chain store for the stuffy you've got your eye on if I can fit it inside my bag We're outside more than inside, even rainy days can be enjoyed outside of the house You'd get a pet if you asked, but the rules around it would be stricter

Teen Headspace

I'm laid back in my teen headspace, taking on a chill older brother vibe I'm "edgy" at this age, wearing grunge and makeup, swearing around everyone I'd punch god if he upset my little sibling I'm always out of the house, I can't stand being home - usually at the park, skating or drawing. Or at the nearby arcade, enjoying the shooters I play a lot of video games at this age, you're welcome to join me I can't cook as well as I can when adult but I can still throw together simple meals Grimm! Psych! SPN, Good Omens, High Potential! fuck yeah I'm immature, enjoying my youth, but able to step up and be the adult when needed My art style at this age is mostly semi realism sketchy pieces (shoe pic drawn by me) I'd like friends with similar interests, online or in person. We could game together and be little shits

Eel Headspace

I'm very hyper in this headspace and prone to tantrums when my feelings get too big I'm a lot less interested in art and lot more interested in critters - from worms to whale sharks I'm obsessed with eels, I'll talk your head off about them if you let me

Occasionally wear pullups in this headspace, I'll get lost in activity and forget to listen to my body I'm still somewhat in big brother mode in this headspace, I'm very gentle with kiddos younger than me and try to include them in any fun I'm having Paw patrol and Bluey! Charlie and Lola I dress in lots of bright blues, greens and orange - stereotypical young boy clothes, dinos and superheros I'm not able to do more than get simple snacks when it comes to cooking at this age, so I often prep snack platters before hand

Bee Headspace

I'm extremely clingy and sensitive in this headspace, reliant on my caregiver My interest for art comes back with a passion, though I can't do more than simple colouring pages I don't actually like bees all that much but they're my daddy's favourite so little me is a bee baby My nursery is covered in Winnie the Pooh but my toys are a mix of a ton of interests Always padded in this headspace, not old enough to listen to my body I wear bright pastels and more "fem" clothing at this age because I just don't care about presenting and the pastel stuff suits the baby bee theme

Thank you for reading! Reach out if you want to be friends

I have caregivers, I do not want more

[multi-fandom-agereg]

hihi!!! could i possibly request some regressor young neil (scott pilgrim) headcanons or a moodboard?? no pressure- the headcanon has just been on my mind hehe

- @beaistiny 🐝

🚀 Little!Young Neil HCS

🚀 | I can 100% do that! Thank you so much for requesting^^ love your content btw! I hope you enjoy:]

💙 : the type of baby to prefer naps over being awake when regressed. Don't get me wrong— he loves to play video games, watch every cartoon he can stumble onto and hang out with friends or family. However naps is something that keeps him calm literally 80 percent of the time. If he doesn't get his naps he will be a very cranky boy

💙 : his favorite little food(s) is anything involving ice cream or Mac and cheese. He highly prefers ice cream over Mac and cheese and everything else, but he isn't that picky. He gets what he can get, and he'll end up being neutral about it. If he were to hold a grudge about it; he'd forget about it within two hours

💙 : very very quiet around people. He's like the kid in your class who rarely talks at all. (Or socialize much in class). He's exactly like that most of the time. Just hand him a controller or a comic book and you won't even notice he's there.

💙 : is pretty liquid with his agere age and isn't sure what his age is. But all he knows is that he regresses younger than 10. Not much older than that. (I think hes either a infant or toddler regressor)

💙 : a very sweet baby. Will ask for cuddles from his babysitters and CGs whenever the opportunity is there. He will also follow them around while he's glued to his games. He will let you play his games, but only because he wants to watch and do commentary on your gameplay.

💙 : his little hobbies are mostly him napping, playing games or reading. But sometimes he will color for his friends or redraw scenes from his books.

💙 : I feel like when little he'd play animal crossing, red dead redemption and minecraft. He finds comfort in those games. When it comes to books the majority of it is comics. Such as manga or superheros (DC and Marvel)

💙 : steals his babysitters/caretakers shirts and or hoodies. You can't get them off of him because before you can, he's asleep. Sometimes he likes to tease about it when he's big because he knows nobody has the guts to wake him up. So he's pretty slick when it comes to getting what he wanted

💙 : doesn't have a permanent caregiver per say, but he looks up to Stephen Stills alot more than other people. He see's him as an influence and father figure enough as it was. So he trusts him to be his caregiver

💙 : owns 'too many' agere gear for one person. But it's often than not that he's spoiled rotten. But he doesn't mind it

💙 : he's probably a bluey and paw patrol fan. Change my mind

[sassycheesecake]

LAST MEET AND GREET DAY 9:

#10, Wing Spiker Oriver Barnes of the MSBY Black Jackals

Barnes was stretching on the gym floor when he heard his three-year old daughter calling his name

She is a perfect mix of him and his divorced partner

Sigh

It's already been a year since your guys' divorce and Barnes has not been taking it well since day one

The two of you constantly fought over his busy schedule, about Barnes forgetting to pick up your daughter because training went on too long too many times

You finally had enough when your daughter had to stand in the rain, waiting for her father for over an hour, only to end up sick the next morning

Oriver and you fought so much, after that incident you finally had enough and you filed for divorce

Both of you settled for an agreement on when to take your daughter and now it's been going on for about a year now

The Middle Blocker tried to move on but he simply can't

He still loves you since the first time he laid eyes on you

When she hugs her father tight, he sees you walking over with slow steps, holding her Bluey backpack with a tight smile on your face

"Hey." You both say in sync

"What are you doing here? I thought she was staying with you this week." Barnes asks you, trying to make some small talk as your daughter uses him as a playground device

"I know, but she really wanted to come and see you. And I can't keep her from seeing her father."

Your daughter sees Tomas and runs to him, being the Godfather of her, leaving you and your ex-husband alone for a bit

Meian knows how much his teammate misses you, Oriver is constantly talking about you, has pictures of your daughter and still of you in his locker and looks completely heartbroken whenever he sees you leaving with your daughter after it was his turn to have her stay at his place

Oriver looks over at Meian and the ravenette gives a silent nod in return, keeping your guys' daughter occupied as planned

Oriver begins to stand up and you still shocked at the 6'7 height of the massive Opposite Hitter

He looks unsure into your direction, asking if he could talk to you in private

You are surprised and a little bit unsure to be honest but agree nonetheless

He takes you into the meeting room, whenever they talk about after game strategies

After the door is closed for some privacy, your former partner-for-life turns to look at you with a face full of sorrow

"Listen, I know this is extremely shit timing but please listen to what I have to say. I-I know it's already been almost a year, but every day is torture for me. I miss you by my side. Your smiles, your laughs. Just everything about you. Our daughter tells me that you cry almost every night and it breaks my heart, knowing that I can't be there to hold and comfort you.  I still call you 'My (Y/N)' because you are my everything. You are my light, and you've shown me more love than I've ever known. You have graced us with a beautiful, gorgeous, smart daughter. She takes after you in so many ways and I am reminded of what I should have fought harder for. I lost my other half, my soulmate. I feel like there is an empty hole inside my heart that can't be filled with something new. I need you, I want you back in my life. If you'll have me, please give us another chance."

By the time Oriver finished talking, you're both crying

You're taking fast steps towards the Wing Spiker and he doesn't hesitate to pull you into his strong arms

The dark-haired man rests his chin on top of your head, caressing your back while you're trying to control your sobs

Oriver comforts you by just holding you, caressing you and you realise how much you needed it, needed him

Maybe it was a rushed decision after all

You're both in there for a while, until Meian tells him that it's time to start the warm up because the game will start soon

Oriver and you both agree to take it slow, wanting to build up again what you used to have

But out of everyone, your daughter couldn't be happier

[inkwell-illustrations]

A few days ago I was watching the bluey episode called Army with my sibling, and I really hated how Jacks sister spoke to & about him I feel like her comments come off as insanely rude and I understand that she is a child what pisses me off the most is that Jacks dad never said anything to Lulu or ever tried to stop her through out the entire episode she consistently berates him about stimming, being forgetful etc. Even saying "why can't you do what your told" which he makes reference to later on which pretty much proves that her words are having an negative impact on him and his mental health all I'm saying is that Jacks dad should have been better about educating his daughter about ADHD. And yes I understand that she is very young but the dad should have done something because he is the adult here.

What do you guys think I've never seen anyone else talk about this which is surprising to me tbh

[tulipsstudyblr]

How to Make it Through to the End of the School Year

I myself am pushing through to the end of my spring semester (gotta make it to finals week 😅) and it's rough, for sure. I'm rounding out my junior year of college and it's quickly hitting me that after this, I'll only have one more year left of school (as of right now).

I know I listed in the bio of this blog that there would be advice/study tips and while I am no expert, I can speak from my experience and what has worked for me. DIsclaimer: everyone is different and what I may or may not list here is not a cure-all for everyone, this is just how I stay productive and efficient.

Taking breaks! - I struggle a lot with recognizing my limits and taking healthy breaks so I can work best. Recently, a friend and I have been having outside study times ("picnics") where we sit and do some work and/or color. One evening, we even made chai lattes on the lawn to have while we colored. Personally, I love simple coloring books (like Disney, but I'm currently working in a Bluey book). Also, this past weekend, I made time in between my textbook readings to rewatch a favorite movie of mine, Ella Enchanted. I haven't taken the proper time to watch TV in a while, so it was a nice change of pace.

Properly eating and hydrating - This is also something I struggle with. I understand how easy it is to get hyperfocused and forget about food in the midst of studying. I am thankful to have a girlfriend who will check in on me when she can to make sure my water bottle is filled if I have been busy throughout the day, but I have also set an alarm on my laptop to ding every 20 minutes. I'm using the Google Chrome extension "Water Reminder", which has been super helpful for me! It's not super cutesy and aesthetic like other Chrome extensions, but I like the simple ding that reminds me to drink water in case I haven't in a while. Hearing a reminder to drink water also allows me to check in with myself to see how I'm feeling in terms of hunger. I try to schedule meals times specifically for myself so that I can remember to eat. Some people are really great about intuitive eating, but I am unfortunately not one of those people. Keeping track of the time and keeping meals times at 7:30 - 8:00 am (breakfast), 11:00 am - 12:00 pm (lunch), and 5:00 pm (dinner/supper), I find it easier to keep up with eating so that I can stay healthy and nourished.

Studying - probably a more obvious "tip", but with my own addition. I like to romanticize the idea of studying. I use specifically colored pens, marker, and highlighters to make each of my notes in class and outside of class to keep myself focused. I love things that are artsy and colorful, so using lots of colors keeps my attention on the material.

Self care - I love face masks, body lotion, and moisturizers. I can't afford the super expensive skincare that you see on TIkTok and Instagram, but I have found some products that work well for me. I like the non abrasive Neutrogena face wash, Nivea body lotion (with shea butter - this also helped heal my tattoos!), and peach slices acne patches (my current lifesavers). Freeman is a brand that makes some really good face masks that have worked for my somewhat senstiive skin and they have a good variety so that you can find what you may be looking for you. They're an inexpensive brand (I think) that works pretty well. Even my sister who is into cosmetology and skincare and knows all the nitty gritty details about what ingredients are good recommended the brand to me so I definitely love to use those when I can (no more than twice a week, though; no need to wear down my face)

Get a study buddy - if you're like me and you find it easier to be productive with another body around, see if you can find someone to study with you or to at least hang around you while you work. As I saif before, a friend and I have been having little picnics outside in the nice weather to work, but I have also met up with others in a library space or a study room to keep myself prodcutive. Some days, I am really productive on my own and in my room, but other days, I really need a change of scenery. Being outside of the space where my lovely bed is and having someone else bear witness to how productive or not I am being is certainly a motivator.

I may discover new habits that can help me as I progress through the next month, but as of right now, these are the main things that are helping me.

[xena-lilac-winters]

Y'all ever....

Does anybody else forget how many fandoms they're in because they're in a bunch?? Like I completely forgot about BATIM and DDLC until I was watching someone's livestream and they put on songs so we could guess the fandom it belonged to lol. I also forgot about MLP until I saw more stuff about a game called Pony Town and various MLP infection AU's. Wait, how many fandoms am I even in? Let's see....

MLP

Dead Plate

FNAF

Creepypasta

DDLC (sorta, so I'll count half ig?)

BATIM

Harry Potter

The Riordanverse (so if we count the series', this is 5 fandoms within itself lol)

Helluvaverse (2)

Your Boyfriend Game (I DO NOT SUPPORT FUBOO, I just like the fan art and fan comics)

The Last Apprentice

Mouthwashing (I'll count half for this one. Jimmy has become a literal trigger for me after finding out what he did to Anya, so I usually avoid anything containing him)

The Owl House

Welcome Home

Pressure

ETM (Epic the Musical)

HOLY SH!T THAT'S 20 FANDOMS! WAIT!

Shadow&Bone

COD (counting 1/2 bc I have not played any of the games, everything I know about - mainly Ghost and Soap - is from the wiki pages)

DSMP

MHA (1/2 since I never finished the show)

Ghosts (That TV show on Prime? Yeah, talking about that. Technically counts as 2, since there's the British original and the American Version...)

Rise of the Guardians (Poor Jack Frost. This movie is an underrated MASTERPIECE. And yet everyone seems to have forgotten it...)

SO THAT'S 25 JEEZ!!!

EDIT: SCP Foundation, and Homicipher (Homicipher is 1/2 bc I've never even watched a play through but I adore Mr. Crawling and Mr. Silver). Doors (roblox) too. So what, that's 27 and 1/2?

Edit #2: TADC. Idk how I forgot it. So 28 and 1/2. I know I'm forgetting something else, but I don't remember what?

Edit #3: Amanda the Adventurer and sorta Poppy Playtime? (so plus 1 and 1/2). Also Trevor Henderson creations, so that brings us up to a whopping 31 fandoms. What am I doing with my life y'all...?

Edit #4: Baldi's Basics. So 32 fandoms and still counting. Paw Patrol (at this point, just counting every fandom I had ever been in). So 33. Piggy makes that 34... omfg, what have I done with my life? If this is not a clear sign I'm mentally unstable, tell me what is. Song of the Sea is 35. That's not my neighbor makes it 36... I need to stop and go save myself while I can....

Edit #5: Mushroom Oasis (Mychael is f_cking adorable. YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE!!!), so 37. Child's Play and the Conjuring (talkin' movies here), that's 39.

Edit #6: Last edit for tonight bc my brain hurts. Baldur's Gate makes it 40. Yes I'm counting it fully bc I'm obsessed with Kar'niss and Astarion.

Edit #7: Seriously the last edit. Pound puppies bring it up to 41.

Edit #8: IM SORRY! BUT BEFORE I FORGET... Monster High, TMNT, Bubble Guppies, Bluey, and so many Disney movies but I'll only count the Disney category as one. So that brings us up to 5 more... so 46. I NEED TO BREATHE, OH MY GODS-

Edit #9: Team Umizoomie makes that 47. I'll count Undertale as 1/3 since I still listen to some of the songs but never really played the game and only dabbled in the Fandom. Kiranmala and the Kingdom Beyond (Ive only read the first book, but I think it's a series? First book is 'The Serpent's Secret' by Sayantani Dasgupta) brings us to a total of 48 and 1/3 fandoms. My brain hurts so much I'm starting to get cramps....

Edit #10: Seriously last edit for tonight bc I have dishes that NEED to get done, plus laundry. But Octonauts and Wild Kratts bring us up to 50 and 1/3. Add Yandere Simulator and you've got yourself a WHOPPING 51 AND 1/3 FANDOMS IN TOTAL! (For now, until I remember another, oof...)

Edit #11: Coraline and The Corpse Bride. Gotta love Tim Burton. And the Nightmare before Christmas. Ik I said I would only count Disney movies as one whole thing, but... I'm counting these three individually. So 51 and 1/3 plus 3.... 54 and 1/3.

[chaifootsteps]

random bluey rant

I could never forget tiktokers got so mad at bluey in Sheepdog. all cus she's six years old who can't understand why her mom chili wants to be alone. gee I don't know, perhaps it's cus she felt guilty for playing the recorder too loud, blame herself and believing chili hates her now. "oh but bingo is fine." that's cus she's 4, she doesn't had to think deep stuff unlike bluey who at her current age begins to develop basic complex thoughts like guilt and sympathy. it's finally until the end Wendy and chili finally explained it's not bluey's fault, sometimes adults need 30 minutes. see? bluey learned a lesson and yet those people just love to annoy you bluey is a bad kid. wow okay sorry you're own parents don't love you and self projecting your hatred to a cartoon dog.

like idk it's weird these older bluey fans love this kids show but their blood boils when a fictional kid does/say something wrong.

The Bluey fandom is weirdly vicious to Bluey herself. Bluey's a seven-year-old child who's at an age where it's natural to test boundaries, and she's extremely sensitive about the prospect of not being perfect or not being loved by her parents. She needs that reassurance, and to know that it still holds true even when her parents' patience is being tested.

[babyashieblue]

Doing this, but all at once! ^-^

I honestly don't remember how i discovered age regression. I most likely found an account on tik tok and got curious and decided to look more into it!

I'm also unsure about this one, as it's kind of a mix. I like pacis and sippies like a younger age, but I also love coloring and doing school worksheets like an older age.

I have one! He's my soon to be husband!! ^-^

I'd wake up, immediately take a nap with tons of stuffies, wake up again, eat some little snacks and drink some little drink, color or do some worksheets, play with my cg and stuffies, play minecraft, go into a little space world in vrchat, then go to bed with baba tucking me in.

Yes! I only have a paci and some fidget toys at the moment, but that'll grow soon!

Sometimes! I regress to a dog/wolf when do! Puppy barking is so fun!!

Honestly, im not that different! Big me and little me both love mlp and bluey! However, big me is more responsible and likely to do productive things, while little me would rather just laze around with my stuffies.

I love coloring when little, and drawing when big!

i love @buttercupagere !

It started out voluntary, then it turned into involuntary because i started slipping naturally!

I'm still not quite sure what that is ;-;

If i have i dont remember!

Goldfish!!!!!

I love plushies!!! I have at least 60 at this point!!

Only a select few people! My baba and my ex know.

Ashie or Sweetiebelle

My little pony and bluey! Also being called ashie or when my baba goes bwahbwahbwahbwahbwah!!

Not always, I have days when I just cant be little!

I love the community! You guys have made so much awesome agere stuff and it wouldn't be nearly as much fun if it weren't for that! This blog feels like my little tiny corner of the internet and I love it!

I don't! I don't really like to read unless its very short or has pictures.

Extremely!

Starlight Glimmer (Glimmy) from mlp!

LOTS of stuffies, a princess bed (the one with the big curtain drape thingies), a fluffy pink carpet, a play corner with a play kitchen and stuff like that, a picture book corner, a minifridge with angel milk and some snackies in it, mlp and bluey posters, and me and baba of course!

I love to but it's very hard for me to! I still feel kinda silly sometimes, so it's difficult for me to let go and just have fun ;-;

It makes me feel a certain kind of happiness I can't find anywhere else. I like just pretending I don't have responsibilities and that baba can just always be there to take care of me when I need him to. I like forgetting about all of the sad in the world and just be a kid again.

I do! I have a little space playlist on my spotify with more light and bubbly sounding songs. Bubble Tea, Just Monica, Muffins, and some disney songs just to name a few!

Not yet, but my baba and I are working on some!

It depends on my mood! Sometimes im super hyper, and other times I'm extremely sleepi and whiney lol. ***There is no in-between***

No! I'm just a wittle baby

Agere has become a huge part of my everyday life, more than I ever thought it would be, and my Baba is a huge part of that. He's helped me leave my house, get a job, and just generally better myself since I first met him. I feel like im finally coming out of this hole I've been in for years for the first time ever.

Anyways, that's all for now.

Goodnight, my littles! <3

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