#goodtimeswithscar agere

[ducklingsandlambs]

Regressor GIGGS paci edits!

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[raincoveredgarden]

Some silly HermitCraft age regression headcanons I like!

Remember, these are entirely my opinion, you don’t have to agree! I might not even use them in my writing! It’s just for fun! :DD

- Keralis and Xisuma both have a very strong parental instinct! Though Keralis has the ability to tell when anybody is even slightly regressed. (He won’t tell a soul how he knows.)

- Ren has a very hard time not regressing when he sees another regressed person. It’s almost on sight.

- Ren chews through most chews he’s given and often feels very bad about it. Though his friends are very understanding and help him eventually feel better about it.

- Impulse and Etho are both caregivers and regressors!

- Grian is a complete cuddle bug while little. He has to be touching someone at all times, hand holding, hugs, cuddles, the whole shebang. He tries to deny it afterwards, chalking it up to avian instincts, but deep down he knows it’s true.

- Scar tries to have a stuffie with him at all times, he sees them like they’re alive and treats them as such.

- Bdubs can nap absolutely anywhere and everywhere. You could go to any hermit and they could give you a whole list of the strangest places they’ve found him sleeping. (Could be seen as age regression or not!)

- During the hippies days in s6, Impulse, Grian, and Ren would have little playdates, they’d play all kinds of board game or hide and seek. Sometimes Scar, False, and Doc would come over too! Or they’d all go to area 77, and have big movie nights!

- I have a feeling Decked Out 2 is a very overwhelming game, so Tango had a calm down/sensory room put in place in case anyone needed it! (Could also be seen for age regression or not!)

[babeyyopossumm]

old crayon doodls...

[duraznita-frescante]

hi!

is it possible that you could do an agere oneshot where scar gets chronic pains and regresses with a mumbo cg? /nf

🌱 — "to be loved (is to be seen)"

⇒ regressor! scar & cg! mumbo

⇒ word count: 1.3k

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🌿 — this was the very first request sent in and my first ever time doing a writing per a request so thank sm!!! i hope i did okay with the prompt, i tried my best drawing from different sources on living with chronic pain so i really hope i did it justice with the right amount of sensitivity and respect. i love writing for cgmumbo so i hope you enjoy my writing of him as well. thank you!!!

(also also my computer kept changing mumbo to mambo so a really hope i caught all of those LMAO)

The idea of flaking out once again on a plan set weeks ago forced this rolling feeling in his stomach. Was that dread? He’ll go with dread. Scar was dreading the idea of telling his friends that he couldn’t build with them today despite being one of the ones to pitch the idea in the first place.

But standing in the middle of his kitchen, he could barely will the strength to make himself a proper meal. Or even one at all.

A soft whine bubbled up from throat and he rubbed his face as the deep-set thrumming of his joints came to a brief crescendo before simply sitting on the cold tile. His head thumped gently on the cabinet behind him and he wondered if he could get away with sitting here all day, letting the tile cool down his aching legs. The pattering of little feet quickly dismissed that idea though, he turned his head just as Jellie rounded the corner, an indigent meow filling the air and hitting sharply against his ears.

“Hi, Jellie,” Scar greeted with a smile as she came over, butting her head across his knee and up to his waist, leaving her soft grey fur on his pyjama pants in her wake. Eventually, she settled in his lap, this time to meow directly into his face. “I know I’m supposed to message someone by now,” he says quietly, letting his hand run down her back, another meow follows.

“But asking him is hard…” he whined as Jellie jumped out of his lap and bumped her body against the cabinet next to him that she knew held her cans of food. The idea of popping open a can made his fingers ache. “But Jellie needs breakfast…” Scar concluded, watching as Jellie paced the kitchen to better project her demands for breakfast.

He pulled out his communicator and typed out a message to the lesser of two evils. Evils, in this case, was breaking the news to his friends that he was having a bad pain day or telling Mumbo the same. He needed Mumbo first, for Jellie of course. What with how his fingers ached as they did, opening a tab can would not go too well for him.

[GoodTimesWithScar] come o ver [GoodTimesWithScar] jellie is askin for you

It didn’t take long at all for Scar to hear his front door creak open and the familiar light footsteps of Mumbo Jumbo, slightly clicky from the dress shoes that he insists are comfortable for everyday wear.

To someone unfamiliar with Scar and his fluctuating pain levels, the sight upon entering the kitchen might’ve been concerning. One might think he’d fallen, maybe they would fuss over him and insist they check him over for injury. And in some distant past that was Mumbo as well– that was everyone who’d joined in those early days. But now Mumbo knew, and all of his friends on the server knew, this wasn’t an ordeal that needed to be dealt with urgency and pity.

“Bad pain day?” he asked with a reassuring smile, squatting down to Scar’s level. Scar confirmed with a soft huff that might’ve been a chuckle or indication of pain. It didn’t really matter, they both knew what it meant. Scar held out a tin can that he managed to get out of the cabinet while waiting for Mumbo.

“Fingers too bendy ‘n Jellie hasn’ had b’eakfast,” He slurred out, his mind relaxing at just the sight of his caregiver. “Open, please?”

“Of course,” Mumbo took it gently and spoke as he peeled off the metal top and placed it to the side for Jellie to enjoy, “And what about Scar, has he had breakfast?”

A definite shake of the head that threw Scar’s fringe over his eyes was what he got in response.

Mumbo chuckled lightly and Scar grinned at the sound, letting his hair be pushed to the side to make way for the kiss pressed onto his forehead. Those same hands settled on either side of his face, holding him.

“I think…” Mumbo drew out in that exaggerated way that he knew made a little Scar hang on to every word, “It is a wonderful day for a bedroom picnic, what do you think?” Bedroom picnic was this fun activity that the duo made up many moons ago in which you bring everything entertaining and enough snacks to last you the day into somewhere comfy, usually a bedroom, and stay there. It was reserved for days like these when being anything but stationary was far too laborious on Scar’s body. He could spend the day napping and being small in between to try and ignore the aches.

“I can’t! I’m ‘posed to help Gri and ‘mpulse to build today and– and I don’t want them to be mad at me,” Scar pulled himself from Mumbo’s gentle hold and oh did that hurt Mumbo more than it should have.

“What? Why would they be mad?” In Mumbo’s anxiety-ridden mind, thoughts of the worst flooded his brain. Had Grian or Impulse said something rude? By mistake or otherwise? Did someone else say something rude? Someone new? Had Mumbo himself said something off and he didn’t even notice?

“I just– I said that I could an’…an’ I can but I can’t even though I p’omised,” Scar rambled on half coherently and just like that, those irrational thoughts drained from his mind. Yes, of course. Of course Scar wasn’t upset over what anyone else would have said, he’s had a lifetime of experience to tell him that what others say about him doesn’t matter. But it seems he’s in his head today and this is clearly something that’s been on his mind for a while. To Mumbo, there were a few options on how to handle this.

The first, well, wasn’t viable and would not even happen now that he was here. The first option would be to just let Scar exert his body with the idea that he had to in order to please his friends, an option that could only happen if Scar were in the headspace for it– read, an adult headspace that was at suboptimal mental health.

But Scar isn’t entirely an adult right now and as young as he is right now, he doesn’t have the mental power right now for the nuance of overexerting himself for the sake of others. If he did, he would not have called for Mumbo in the first place.

“I see…” Then there was the second option, “Well, those two in particular know Scar very well,” Mumbo continued, “and I think they’d be very sad if they knew their best friend was hurting because of them, hm?” Play into Scar’s endless sympathy. Nobody can be sad on Scar’s watch, be it while he’s big or little, everyone must be happy. He designed and built a whole theme park for the sole purpose of seeing his friends happy.

And it worked like a charm

“I don’t want Gri to be sad!” He exclaimed loudly, the idea of his best friend being gloomy just unbearable.

“Just… Grian?” Mumbo couldn’t help himself, he had to tease a little bit if Scar was going to cling to one idea at a time.

“Or Impulse!” Scar tacked on as well, the lighthearted jab flying over his head.

“Gosh, I don’t want them sad either, now that I think of it,” Mumbo pretended to fret, knowing just how much the little one needed some dramatics to get the whole message. “And if a hurting Scar makes them sad…” he trailed off, looking off to the side with a finger on his chin.

“I know! A Scar that’s not hurtin’ will—will make them happy!”

And with a little bit of storytelling logic, Mumbo is victorious in fixing this issue without a single tear shed.

“What a clever lad, I think that will make them very happy,” he says softly, letting himself fall away from the exaggerated way of speaking. “Let’s head back to bed and then tell them this great news together, yeah?” Mumbo stood from his space on the floor and extended a hand toward Scar. In response, the younger raised both of his arms in silent request.

And who was Mumbo to deny him?

[bbeanmomo]

I want some little friends who also watch hermitcraft,, Grian or Scar or Mumbo or Doc, anyone really :3:3:3:3:3:3

[s3cr3tjuic3]

ive been drawing solus with phasmophobia gigs crew :3

[theconstellationprincess]

🌹🌹🌹 gimme all of it bestie /silly

Ah so many! I've already given you 2 but here's 3 more!

"Pix?" Pix tilted his head towards the source of the noise. He had a basket of froglights in one hand and a stuffed Winchester in the other. He quickly shoved the plush under the collection of lights, though he was unsure as to why. Joel was nice enough, and probably wouldn't judge him, but old habits die hard. Old habits? What a strange thought, he hadn't any idea where that thought came from.

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In. Out. In. Out. He was fine. There was no good reason to be panicking.

And yet, he could feel his breaths coming in puffs, and hear his heart pound in his ears. He brought a trembling hand to his hair and tugged. Tears trickled down his cheeks as his heart thudded to the rhythm of the rain outside.

"Oh dear," Pix straightened, wiping his face off as he turned towards the voice. "I'm very sorry, I hadn't meant to frighten you." The young God continues, approaching quietly. Lightening flashed, revealing the softness in his eyes, and the ridiculous outfit he wore.

"You need a better tailor," Pix said sniffling.

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"Scar!" Grian shouted excitedly. Scar waved from where he was doodling plans for a new build. "Guess what?"

"Whats up birdie?" Scar indulged softly, tilting his head towards his younger friend. "What's got you so excited?" Grian flapped his wings, blowing the papers on Scar's desk all over the place, though neither of them payed it any mind.

[dragon-queen21]

Spider regressed Scar headcanons

More petre Scar propaganda? Why yes. Yes it is! :3

@buncakey who put this idea in my head in the first place due to a post from awhile ago, (that I only recently remembered about,) and now the concept lives in my head rent free

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~The difference between cat regressed Scar and spider regressed Scar is not a lot.

~Both version of him will at any given moment hiss at you. Weather it be content hisses or go away hisses. Or if he’s just feeling non-verbal.

~Both will be found curled up in a nest of far too many blankets and pillows. Nine times out of ten will also have some type of stuffed animal with him as well. (This event has led many hermits who have walked in on him to wonder, just how is it that this man doesn’t overheat?)

~And both made content little ‘purrs’ when very happy or given attention.

~But one of the main differences was while Scar was in kitten space he liked to curl up in a sunny spot and nap the day away. Spider space however…

~Meant finding a dark corner and hiding there until an unsuspecting hermit walked by. Then jumping out, grabbing at the hermits sleeve, and trying to chomp them. He only meant it in the friendliest way possible he swears.

~Doesn’t mean he hasn’t given quite a few hermits a heart attack when he’s done this without any warning. His habits have made most hermits nervous to be around any dark corner of their base in fear of being jumped scared.

~The first time he had done so with Zedaph he’d sent the sheep hybrid into near hysterics. Chest heaving with both laughter, and genuine fear. Wasn’t Scar’s fault that he liked Zed’s base cause of the mob mobile that dangled from the center. It was very pretty.

~It had been a surprise to Cleo when he jumped out at her with a growl. She had sworn, quickly notified someone that there was a little on the loose causing chaos, then she proceeded to join him. Cause, was there really anything more fun than jumping out of dark places and scaring hermits? In her opinion, no. There wasn’t. And Scar was just as eager to have a playmate.

[hermitcraftficrecs]

Title: jellies and cows, canes and pains

Fandom: 3rd Life SMP,

Ship(s) Y/N: No

Centric Character(s): GoodTimesWithScar,

Centric Tag(s): Agere, Little! Scar, CG! Grian,

Summary: in which scar regresses from the stress of 3rd life, and goshdarnit grian is going to take good care of him even if the timing is absolute pants and he has no idea what he's doing. fluff ensues.

[juicezone]

Goodtimeswithscar regressor Art? Can be anything you’ve been wanting to draw, just with Scar as the character! (No pressure!! Thank you!)

I've been wanting to redraw an old piece I drew of @dragon-queen21 's fic "The Candy Route" I still stand by the fact taht this is a regular occurance!!! Also up to you if the reason the others are going !!! is because they think A) Papa K is on to them (he is) or B) Scar is gonna try and eat em all himself (he is)

Check my pinned if you’re interested in sending in an agere/related art request ^^!

DNI if nsfw/K!NK/ur blog isnt safe for a kid

[hermit-agere]

Welcome to our Little blog!

Hello! This is a blog for age regression headcanons / drawings / writing snippets !! Mostly GoodTimesWithScar, but others may show up (many will also be included as caregivers sksnsk).

This is not a blog for any nsfw or kinks. That is not welcome here, and should there be any people who imply that sort of thing will be immediately blocked.

The same thing goes for proshippers. Do not interact, you will be blocked!

Other than that, feel free to send us asks about any agere headcanons you have, we’d love to hear and contribute!! Any hermits and even life series members are welcome!

The mods running this blog:

Mod 🧸- Any Pronouns

Mod 🌙 - He/Xe

Mod 🎒 - They/Them

Tags that will be used:

#little hermit

#cg hermit

#hermit agere

Hermit will be replaced by the name of the hermit the post is about! Like so;

#little mumbo or #cg mumbo

[ok-ish-hermitcraft-headcanons]

Scar is an age regressor

(My whole account is only the characters, please do not make assumptions about the actual persons life)

[ok-ish-last-life-headcannons]

AgeRe Last lifers cause brain go brrr

for most of them it's ussually unpleasant regression, due to the fear and stress they normally experience.

Impulse! He regresses from 7-10! His caregiver is Jimmy cause i just think there neat as a cg little duo, Jimmy would love to spoil him, and does when he has the chance

Grian! if you know me from Ok-ish-hermitcraft-headcannons, you know i love mama bird grian, so both regressor and Mama bird grian! He uses different pronouns when small! (Chi/Chirp!) He's an older regressor, and regresses from 11-13! Mumbo used to be his caregiver, then it was Joel, Joel was more lenient than mumbo though, He let grian drink monster when small once,, never again

Scar's a regressor aswell! He regress from 2-4, vry small kiddo, he also gave scar monster, same time he gave it to grian actually. It was chaos, they set something on fire on accident and just kept saying sorry for like an hour despite joel saying it's ok-

Thats all for today!

[babeyyopossumm]

binged grians 100 hrs series in a day and gosh,, theyre such brothers,,

living in a hardcore world MUST be stressful so obviously i was thinking of the three as bbies

[babeyyopossumm]

my orphaned agere fic where grian regresses during mcc 25 and goes to scar for comfort

[juicezone]

anything with c!goodtimeswithscar? preferably with gray and white cat ears and tail (to mimick his cat, jellie!) a green paw-print paci would be lovely if that could be included :]

He'd also totally have some of those cat-paw socks, and he has this one particular shirt that reminds him of Jellie's fur colours too!!

Check my pinned if you’re interested in sending in an agere/related art request ^^!

DNI if nsfw/K!NK/ur blog isnt safe for a kid