#hp agere

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Fred Weasley x Little! Reader x George Weasley: Unjust Punishment

Summery: When umbridge takes a punishment too far, the twins look after the reader and come to a few realizations. (GN)

w/c: 1654

TW: Negative selftalk, punishment, pain, crying, umbridge (She’s a whole trigger herself), and George and Fred being amazing Caregivers! This is a first-person fanfic, idk why I decided to write it like that but I did.

God, I am so pathetic.

I couldn’t even make it back to the dorms, I am sat in an empty hall pressed to a wall crying. My hand hurt so bad and all I could do was cry wanting someone to make it stop. I was regressing at this point. 

Maybe I wasn’t designed to be big in these situations. As long as I could remember if I had big emotions or something bad happen, all I could do was go small. I was like a defenseless hummingbird in those situations. My brain interpreting all interactions like a child would.

I was too caught up in my own thoughts to notice the redheaded twins that were in the year above mine. They were walking together to do, only Godrick knows what, when they stopped in front of me. They immediately stopped chatting and laughing, casting glances at one another. They shared a look that said “are they?” or “Should we?” or even “Were we right?”.

Their glances quickly stopped and they began talking, Fred taking the lead, “Hey (Y/N), what’s wrong? What happened?”

The pair slid onto the ground on either side of me. I stared at his freckled face and brown eyes before turning to George and doing the same. They had different freckle patterns and the way they let their eyes and face rest were different, it was easy to tell who was who. I turned back to Fred to speak, “Umbridge!”

George and Fred spare a glance, apparently the word didn’t come out as clear as I was hoping it would. Each began pulling a hand towards them, I was quick to snatch them away. I was embarrassed of the words etched into my skin, I was embarrassed that I was regressing right now in front of two upperclassmen that I wasn’t close with.

“Hey, It’s okay, we just wanna help! We can get those cuts all cleaned up!” Fred said, tilting his upper body to fully face me. He wasn’t subtle in his attempt to see what had me pulling away from help.

George took a different approach, he was stroking my hair, and took to whispering how brave I was. He said, “You made it so far from her office, almost to the dorms, you are so brave and strong. Bet you got introuble for fighting a dragon and winning, hmm?” He paused to squeeze my arm, as in to feel my muscles. I giggled through my tears, “Yeah, so strong. Maybe we could clean you up like squires would, since you are big and strong like a knight.”

I nodded before realizing he was talking to me like he knew. I pull on his shirt lightly to get his face a little closer and whisper through my tears, “How did you know?”

Fred must have heard cause he answered instead, “Cause we play close attention to you, little one.”

That was a nice nickname. I like it. Freddie began to stand up, I always forget how tall they are. The had to be at least 6’3. They made me feel tiny, their slender frames made them look even longer. Georgie stood up too.

George spoke when I didn’t stand up, “Do you need help standing up?”

Fred didn’t give me a chance to answer before asking a follow up, “Do you want one of us to carry you?

“Yesh pease,” I was too small to walk well by myself and being carried seemed less embarrassing than stumbling and crawling all the way to the gryffindor common room (Even if you aren’t that house they are taking you there to take care of you).

Fred and George nodded, Fred picked me up like I weighed nothing. Like I was tiny! I giggled, my tears were still dripping, however less and the pain was easy to ignore with the pair taking care of me. 

George walked behind Fred, tickling me or playing peekaboo. He was doing all he could to keep me distracted from the pain. Or from how far the walk to their dorm was.

When the fancy lady in the painting finally let us in, they made quick work of the magic that prevented the different students from entering the wrong dorm. Georgie opened the dorm door to their shared room. Fred carried me over to his bed before gentle throwing me onto the bed, his hands remaining under my armpits to keep me from falling or getting hurt. 

“Fly!!!” I giggle as I stopped bouncing, the pain in my hand remained but the twin gently taking care of me made me smile. They would be the best daddies ever! My giggles quickly stopped at the thought, they probably want to get my hand fixed so I will leave… I look over to see George with a first aid kit, this cemented the bad thoughts. They were just good people and they don’t like me even a little. Tears prickle my eyes again, watching George open the kit.

“Oh baby!” Fred caught my attention, “Why are you crying? Is the kit scary? It’ll hurt a little at first but we have to clean up your hand and get it all wrapped up.”

Fred was quick to sit down, and pull me into his lap, he waited to see me nod before placing my down on his lap. ‘He was like the knights from my story! He was kind and shiv- Chivo- Nice, he was nice.’ My brain was getting more and more fuzzy, they were babying me and treating me so nicely, but also I was in pain and I knew they were going to leave me alone!

“Baby, can you use your big kid words to say whats wrong?” Fred asked, bouncing me on his knee. He was rubbing my back and holding me to keep me safely on his lap.

I couldn’t keep the truth to myself, I threw myself into his chest and buried my face into his neck. I cried out, “Don wanna fix! Den hab to weave!” (Don't want my hand fixed, then you are gonna leave me!”

“Oh Baby,” The voice came from George, as he placed the kit down and sat next to Fred and I. His hand found the back of my head and pet it soothingly. He spoke again, “We will stay as long as you will let us. We want to take care of you and protect you. How about we spend the night hanging out after we get you fixed up and when you are big tomorrow we can talk about what happens next?”

With slow blinks, realization of all the words formed. I spoke again, “Sweepover?”

“Yes, a sleep over. We will put on a muggle thing called a movie! We have a projector! We will make you some snacks, and we can play and cuddle! Whatever the little (Prince/Princess/Royal) wants!” Freddie confirmed, kissing my forehead.

“Now, we do have to get that hand wrapped up…” George said, moving towards the first aid kit again. His hand leaving my hair, and Fred moved me so I was facing Georgie. I look at the wipe in his hand and realize the pain I was about to feel. Luckily George was quick to hand me a ‘beanie baby’, it was a kitty. 

Fred started rubbing the stuffie into my cheek, tapping it around my face, and made it do funny voices. George was quick to clean my hand, Fred continuing to distract me. My hand was soon wrapped in a boring white bandage wrap. 

Georgie scooped me up once he was done with putting away the kit. I was giggling and squeal. Freddie moved to set up the projector and some snacks. George said we could push the beds together and make a giant fort! I put my hands on the bed and tried to push but i couldn’t. George pushed the bed like it was nothing, he was like a super strong daddy!

George hung some sheets to make the fort while I got to put stuffed animals, pillows and anything soft I can find. Fred and George have a lot of soft stuff, I think they were summoning stuff for us. Once it was done, George and I jumped into it, bouncing slightly. 

Soon a moving picture appeared on the wall and a cart of snacks was pushed to the side of the fort. Georgie left space in the fort for it. The view of the moving picture was soon blocked by Fred jumping into the fort, he landed right on me! At first I though it was cause I was super strong that I was’t hurt when he landed on me, but I soon realized it was cause he was holding himself up. 

As the movie played, my eyes start to droop. I didn’t mean to start falling asleep, but it was so comfy being nuzzled in the cuddle puddle. My thumb started moving towards my mouth on its own, soon I was suckling on it. Fred and George were whispering to each other, I wasn’t able to make it all of the words.

Fred said something about ‘won’t do’ and George said something about ‘get something for-’. I nuzzled my face into whoever was on my left. 

“You are one sleepy baby, aren’t you?” George said, so thats who I was nuzzling.

“Good night little one, you need to get a good night rest to heal quick.” Fred said, petting my hair again. A quick pressure was pressed to the side of my head, it was a sweet kiss that made me feel so cared about. 

I was very small and about to fall asleep, I murmured out a “Nini dadas.”.

Unknown to me, the twins looked at each other with huge grins. They wanted to jump around, high-five, or scream. However, the pair simply nodded and whispered about tomorrow.

[cherry-pop-elf]

Made another moodboard to try and feel better

Tried to give that “newborn” Agere vibe

[jacksdinonuggets]

Help, i wanna make a universe for my HP oc but then make him an age regressor and write headcanons for him but then what if people think i support jk? Or arent interested? Fuck my anxiety

[jsascott40]

[iwishthereweremoreof]

Someone already said this but it needs to be said again! I wish there were more fics with Remus Lupin as an age regressor, I have onlyy read one. James and Sirius would take the best care of him and ugh😭

💕

[b00inazkaban]

Request: could you maybe do a caregiver George Weasley and a little male reader? I can’t find any :( and it make me sad. Any plot really but maybe the twins prank him while he is little on accident and he cries so George comforts him and finds out about his age regression? Thank youuu!! <;3🍉⭐️🧃

Fandom: Harry Potter; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader

Readers pronouns: He/Him (could be read as they/them but more towards male, he/him reader)

Warnings/includes: Little bit of angst, little space, comfort, crying reader, discovery of little space, pranksters

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It was your 7th year, you and the twins were in the same year….and you were best friends the Weasley twins. But they just wouldn’t stop playing pranks on you. You had had some tramas growing up, so you discovered a thing called age regression and started using that to cope and you’d been scared the twins would play a prank on you while in little space…we’ll today it happen.

You’d been really stressed with all of your work for your last year at Hogwarts, you’d also began to slip into little space as you were working. The twins sneak in with confetti poppers, fireworks and a whole bunch of other nonsense. You’d started to slip worse when they decided to set them off. You got so scared and slipped all the way after you processed it you couldn’t hold your tears in any longer, and you started to cry.

“George came back to check on you because he’d heard crying and sniffling. “Baby, what…oh my gosh was that cause of us? I’m so so so sorry baby I didn’t know you were in little space….” He said going and wrapping you in a hug and you sniffled into his shoulder. He picked you up from your chair at your desk holding you in his arms whispering soft comforting words into your ears as he grabbed a stuffier and went to the bed to lay with you. All he did was apologize, because he was oh so very sorry.

“It’s okay daddy, I know it was an accident I forgive you” you say as you started fading into your own little dream world. George just cradled you in his arms until you fell asleep, making a mental note to talk to his brother about not pranking you. He doesn’t ever want this to happen again because he felt so bed and guilty for pranking you while in little space.

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A/n: sorry I haven’t been getting stuff out sooner I’ve just been having some bad mental health, but I think I’m doing better and doing y’all’s requests quicker now! :)

[agerefandom]

Harry Potter

What Family Is: fanfiction with regressor!reader and their caregivers, Remus and Sirius Golden Slumbers: fanfiction with regressor!reader, big brother!Harry Potter, and cg!Fred Weasley (cglre terminology used)  Sweet Little Trickster: minific with regressor!reader and caregivers George and Fred regressor!harry and cg!draco headcanons regressor!draco malfoy headcanons regressor!severus snape headcanons caregiver!george weasley headcanons

regressor!ron art regressor!ron moodboard (with cg!hermione)

[the-unlucky-trevor]

I was bored, so I drew Abi in a onesie (her pjs?)

Now, I'll explain age regression below, because not too many people in the fandom know about it, so heck it.

Age regression, to put it simply, is regressing into the mental state of someone younger. It can happen to both kids and adults, at any time.

Age regression is also a common coping mechanism for those who've had hard times, and is often a way to vent or release stress. Some people even regress because they want to.

In many cases, they have gear to use, like big ol' clothing, binkies, toys to play with, plus others.

It's usually nonsexual, and some actual age regression blogs don't want any 18+ blogs to interact with them, with one example being this. (credit to @zack-agere)

(the proship part being the fact that billdip, billford, and dramione exists.)

Now, the reason I decided I would headcanon Abi as a regressor is, I dunno. I just thought she was cute, and I just put up @tiny-trevor-official, and I just decided to headcanon her as that. I mean, to be fair, she might’ve done it before to cope with the trauma of being attacked by her father, but I still don't know.

Anyways, that's my take. Please don't make fun of me or ostracise me. I recently had a nervous breakdown, and I'm pretty sick.

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Neville Longbottom X Little! GN! Reader: Green Thumbs Pt 1

Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.

W/C: 766

Neville always held a passion for herbology, it was something he always loved and it was how he managed most of his childhood. He thrived taking care of something else, watching his hard work grow sturdy and strong. He loved talking about what plants could be used for and where they can be found for. 

Caregiving was something he had less experience with. He had only been doing it for about a month or so. He took on a caregiver position for his partner of almost a year. The role was taken on entirely in a spontaneous manner. Neville accidentally knocked over a box, causing the contents to spill across the floor. 

Neville was quick to start cleaning up the mess he made. However, he stopped and sat up when he picked up a pacifier that was too big to be for a newborn. He sat staring at it, the cogs in his head turning. Then it clicked, they were an age regressor!

Neville was reading a psychology book in the library, he thought it might show him a way to get over his shyness and he learned about age regression. He was surprised to see that it was a trauma response or a response to a stressful situation. Neville understood needing to cope, and he was not going to judge how others make it to tomorrow. 

Neville was quick to put away the mess, and even quicker to tell his partner what he found. He told them what he knew and how he read about it. He was soft and loving, and soon enough he was their caregiver. Each day he tried his best to care for them, some days being easier than others. 

Today was an easy day. Neville and (Y/N) were in the greenhouse, they were caring for Neville's plants. (Y/N) was a little less helpful, as they played with their toy watering cans and babbled at the plants. Meanwhile, Neville was repotting, pruning plants, and watering them. 

Neville was lost as he was working on pruning his Dittany. Soon the sound of bare feet pattering filled his ears, and soon their little head popped into his line of sight. He couldn’t help but smile, “Hi baby, what are you doing?”

“W’s Tommy’s?” (Y/N) asked, Neville stopped. They did not know a Tom. Who was his baby talking about?

“Who?” Neville asked fully turning to them. A muggle succulent was quickly shoved into his face. Realization appeared on his face quickly. “Have you been naming my plants baby?”

“Yeah, don know dem!” They replied, rocking back and forth on their feet, feeling shy about not knowing the plants. 

Neville took the plant and placed it on the table, before swooping down to pick up (Y/N) and placing them on his hip. He then spoke, “That one is Euphorbia milii. It’s a muggle plant. Do you wanna know about my other plants baby?”

“Yesh peas, dada.” They said back, trying to grab their paci from the front of their overalls. Soon they were suckling on their paci as Neville spoke. 

“Baby, do you remember what dada said about this one when we first got here?” Neville asked, pointing at the baby mandrakes he was growing.

“No touch!” They slurred from behind their paci. 

“Yeah! Good job baby! Why do we not touch it?” Neville asked, patting their bum as they thought. 

“Cause dey no wike it?” They said, Neville smiled. It was close to enough for him.

“Yeah, and then they scream and it could hurt your little ears!” Neville said. He began wandering around before stopping at the other ‘no touch area’. “Now why can't we touch these ones?”

“Poky,” They said, fully resting their head on Neville’s shoulder. Pointing at pretty flowers, “wat dat?”

“That is called a Gaillardia pulchella, but their nickname is firewheels. They are also a muggle plant, they like to live where it is really hot and really humid!” Neville answered, raddling off facts. 

“Humid?” The word was slurred and sounded like an alien language to them. 

“When the air is really wet. I forgot my baby was so little, I will be more considerate of that baby!” Neville said, while lightly tickling them. They tried to curl into his chest away from the tickle monster. Once he was done with the tickle monster, (Y/N) pointed at more plants. 

Neville was proud to be able to show his little one all of his plants and teach them. He knew some days would be hard, but today? Today was easy. He could do today.

[cherry-pop-elf]

Caregiver George Weasley (Agere) Headcanons

Because I’m going through a lot right now and need this type of content badly. Pls. I beg

He’s happy to be called whatever you feel comfortable with. His favorite names are “Georgie, Da Da, Mr Wheezes”

He loves making breakfast for you every morning, regressed or not. He also finds a way to even take your medication fun! Such as “Every pill you take, you get a gummy bear-!”

He’s a strong man, who’s an older brother, meaning you can get picked up easy. Piggyback rides will be given.

You are going to have so many uncles and aunts.

He will set up a special mat for you in his office, so you can play while he works. That way you aren’t too far away from him, and he can keep a close eye on you. The shop can still be pretty dangerous after all

You will have the cutest pajamas. They will be so soft, and in the loudest colors. Feeties? Night gowns? Just a t-shirt and shorts? He will make sure they are snuggly and obnoxiously purple and orange. Hope you like those colors

Your sippy cup/bottle is never going to be empty. You don’t know how he does it, but you’ll never run out of food and drinks. The Molly in him refuses.

He just adores you so much. He’s more than happy to sit with you, and cuddle, if you need it. Whenever you want.

Expect lots of head kisses, and him brushing the hair out of your face. Just so much gentle touches of affection.

He will spoil you, but in a healthy way of course. You deserve to have fun and enjoy yourself after all. You regressed for one reason or another, after all. He knows you needed to feel like a kid to process something. And he’s more than happy to help you through it

Since he’s a morning person a cute little night time routine will be made. You two get to share it to, so you get to feel included!

He’s going to be singing silly little songs. Songs to help you sleep, to do a chore, it’s gonna be a silly little working song!

So many nick names for you. He’s always hitting you with something to make you giggle

If anyone wants to bother you about your whole deal, they are so going to get a boot to the butt. Let kids be kids. Some kids are just older than others!

So many little kisses to your cheek and head. Never a bad time for little tackle kisses

He will ALWAYS make sure you have a stuffy in your arm, if he isn’t able to be there to cuddle you. You deserve to be held and to hold

Never a bad time to hug. Never ever ever!

He loves you so much, and it’ll never stop

[skaianet-rituals]

✨TIMELINE/RITUAL TAGS EDIT LATER EDIT EDIT LATERRR✨

- Flawless 🎩✨

[comicfive]

"𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝."

— 🌙🍼🪽🌌 — five hargreeves' little girl <3

⭐️ | hi, little space cadets / and or cg stars ! <3

🌙 — im moon, you can call me moony, moon, any fem term <3 | im a 15 year old age regressor that regresses to the age of 2-5 ! i do not have a caregiver and yes i am looking! :) 🍼

(ill have a google form, your age will have to be confirmed because I AM a MINOR 🚨)

i would love to talk to anons, my asks and requests are open! here’s the things i offer :)

headcanons (for shows and things i know :))

dni banners!

paci icons!

short one shots ! :)

⭐️ — ABOUT ME 🌙

𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒: moon <3

𝑎𝑔𝑒: 15

𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑒: 2-5

𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑠: they/them (fem nicknames & petnames preferred)

𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑧𝑜𝑛𝑒: est :)

— INTERESTS

the umbrella academy!

harry potter!

heartstopper!

stranger things!

mlp!

bluey!

descendants!

txt!

etc <3

— FAVE CHARACTERS

the umbrella academy: five, klaus & viktor ! <3

harry potter: draco malfoy & george weasley <3

heartstopper: charlie spring <3

stranger things: will byers <3

mlp: fluttershy <3

bluey: bingo <3

descendants: carlos <3

txt: OT5 <3

DNI LIST:

racism, ableism, sexism, homophobia, anti agere, nsfw, ageplay, etc.

ANON LIST: no one yet :)

[lemonys-place]

lemony 🍋 he/she 🏳️‍⚧️ 26 big, 2-6 reg 👼 gif maker, feel free to use my gifs in mood/stim boards! just credit please! 📺 icon from oscarsbinkie

likes: dinosaurs, bird watching, farm animals, video games, cartoons, coloring, going to the park, colors blue pink and yellow, stuffed animals, and french fries

this is a SIDE blog, I follow from a s/p/n blog but i do not interact with that blog at all! you will only ever see this blog in ur notes after I follow!

non-agere blogs are welcome here 🙏

DNI (will be blocked): Harrry Pottter fans, terfs, swerfs, m/a/p, NSFW, k*ink, anti-lgbtqia or exclusive, anti-blm, blank blogs

[tiny-trevor-official]

a certain warrington sweetheart i love

edit: also my favourite werewolf girl

“(Character) is an age regressor,” I say into the mic.

The crowd boos. I begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence from the room.

“They’re right,” they say. I look for the owner of the voice. There in the 3rd row stands: (Character).

[the-unlucky-trevor]

gUYS I GOT A POTENTIAL FAILURE OF A FANFIC IDEA!!!

The Pages bunk down at the Mason-Buchls household due to a rat infestation in their flat. But, during dinner, Daniel throws up, Esme gets worried, and soon enough the next couple days, Elli notices Daniel isn't acting like his usual self and more... childlike.

Whaddya think? Well, I had to make it cuz I have chronic nausea, and Elli threw up in the Pages' flat, so Daniel returns the favour! /hj

But seriously, anything I should do so I don't lose interest?

[creature-wizard]

LOL, you shitheads again? You must really love getting your asses kicked if you're coming to me, of all people.

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