#online brother caregiver

[soapy-anon-agere]

Online Sibling Caregiver

Online Sibling Caregiver, A platonic caregiver where one has a online sibling dynamic with a little. While not a actual sibling by blood relationship, the relationship holds a important place between both the caregiver and little.

(Flag inspired by one of my caregivers)

Flag with Heart, first Brother, second Sibling, and third Sister

Flag without Heart, first Brother, second Sibling, and third Sister

Icon, first Brother, second Sibling, and third Sister

[dearybuneary]

ೀ Online Brother Caregiver Kaito icons (please reblog if you save)! ೀ

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[bunnelbaby]

✨🧸 Online Brother, Sister and Sibling Caregiver + Online Brother, Sister, and Sibling Regressor flag heart edits (please reblog if you save)! 🧸✨

[yourlocalangeldoll]

- ❀.ೃ࿔* RV!Friendgroup au !

- ❀ in which You and your team, Nam Gyu, Thanos, Se-mi, Min-su and Gyeong-su all left after the forth game but didn’t separate. ❀ -

After the fourth game, O’s finally managed to lose the vote, resulting in everyone being practically kicked out. They were decent enough to leave you’s in your… ‘friend groups’. And let’s just say when it finally came down to it, it was harder to say goodbye to this group of losers than everyone thought. So why not merge all their money together, pay off each other’s debts, and move into an a big double story RV together?

- Thanos is the one who came up with the idea of living in an RV all together. Despite being the one to suggest the idea, he tries to act all nonchalant and uncaring, however everyone see’s through his facade. Being out of the games has chilled Thanos out a bit, not being high off drugs all the time, but unfortunately that also means facing what happened while in the games. For a while after the games Thanos couldn’t help but feel guilty for his behaviour during the games. But don’t think he’s some calm angel now, it’s still Thanos after all. Still rapping and making a now steady income. Doesn’t really try to stay on the lowkey about all the money he’s got, but doesn’t, however wouldn’t hesitate to brag if someone asked, brought money up or annoyed him. Kind of the ‘father’ of the group at necessary times.

- Nam Gyu is kind of like the edgy older brother at times. He pretends not to care about what happened at the games- but as anyone who was in such a situation, it fucked him up. May or may have not apologized to Min su in private for being an asshole then proceeded to ‘threaten’ Min su to be quiet ‘bout it. Doesn’t care about what’s going on most of the time. A regular weed smoker. Chilled down with the intense drugs a bit. Has a silent care and protectiveness for everyone. Started ‘working’ by helping Thanos out with his rap career. It’s still Nam Gyu, so he’s still an asshole. Will brag about all the money he has whenever he feels like it.

- Se-mi is the mom or older sister of the group. She’ll gladly put the losers(Thanos and Nam Gyu) in their place if needed. Her area of the big upstairs bedroom is filled with various grunge or alt bands. The one who tends to clean up and make breakfast, lunch and dinner. What’s surprising about her to everyone is how firm she is in eating healthy and properly. After leaving the games she’s gathered up some more piercings, for example nipple piercings. Works as a cashier at the local grocery market just a couple minutes away from where the RV is usually parked. Now more inclined to participate in drug usage.

- Min-su is the one who listens. Just listens whenever someone needs something. He tends to take care of the outdoor of the RV. Still shy and intimidated easily. For a long while he felt Nam Gyu was forced to apologize by Se-mi until he asked her and she was like “..huh?”. He was the most hesitant to move into the RV with everyone. After the games he didn’t immediately get a job, instead opting to go to school for Youth and child care courses. After afterwards he started working as a child special needs caregiver. Has never touched drugs or shown interest. Since the games he seems more comfortable with Thanos, but is doubtful of Nam Gyu.

- Y/N is the ‘innocent’ one next to Min su and seen as such to everyone. Doesn’t do much around the RV unless you count all the sweets she bakes for everyone or blankets ‘n clothes. Occasionally does laundry. Currently doing online school for fashion design, so she doesn’t have a job yet. When she partakes in drug use, let’s just say she gets high as fuck. Her appearance is innocent, so no one expects her to make dirty jokes or think of such too much. Is she really innocent? or is she just good at acting like it?

- Gyeong-su is the most normal one of the group. He’s more on the kind side and sometimes needs reassurance as to his place in the group. A good boy, he doesn’t do any hard drugs. In his free time he likes to watch rap battles and has a keen interest on hip hop. Was super embarrassed when the group found out about his dance skills… no seriously, he used to do hip hop, hence where his skills came from. A ‘little’ bit clingy. Just be nice to this man, that’s the jisk of it. Cares about everyone in the group despite their constant teasing. Started a Youtube channel where he posts dance videos which eventually led to him giving lessons.

- The RV is large and expensive, having two floors. The bottom holds the washroom, kitchen, living room and just an… indoor outdoor area. What is the ‘indoor outdoor’ area? It’s a plain room at the end of the RV that’s all window and then wood floor and ceiling. Has a peaceful ambiance to it. The RV despite being modern and expensive, isn’t actually too… ‘technologized’? it has a homey feeling. to say the least. The second floor is home to everybody’s bedroom, one largee empty space with beds along the edges. There’s a bed at the floor, then the ceiling and down a couple inches is cupboards for clothes or simply storing your stuff. Stuffed between the bed and the cupboards is plain open window. There’s unfortunately, no privacy between the beds. The upstairs is usually messy with clothes thrown about.

is the seemingly innocent and normal friend group really that innocent and normal?

- ❀ written by yourlocalangel, 2025 on tumblr! © do not repost on any third party website or repost as yours. Doing so will result in me blocking you and reporting.

- ❀ This will be smutty and very suggestive on one side, but can also be read as a funny lil sfw au 💞 feel free to send reqs

- ❀ This idea is from a dream lmao, may or may not also have character-on-character action 😫 idk if i’m in ovulation week or not but uh yeah i’m lowk feeling 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

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[frightkid]

being a middle without someone to care for you whether it be a partner/caregiver/older-sibling type can be really hard. online agere is very centered around toddler regression, and i think the assumption is that middle regressors probably don't need a carer. middle regression can be so lonely, especially when it's "impure regression" that comes with things like depression and other mental health issues. when i regress to that age it's like i'm right back at the stage where i first started to realize that i felt bad mentally, and at the same time didn't know what was happening to me.

when i'm middle regressed (like...a lot) i always think about how nice it would be to have someone to watch gaming play-throughs with, to watch scary pg-13s with, to eat junk food but also be reminded to feed myself properly, to go explore forests and playgrounds and abandoned parking lots with, to skate and draw and play with toys that we're "getting a little old for".

and because it's middle regression and i'm not like, a minor, i'd feel more comfortable with that carer being a bit older than me, at least like 25+. idk, it's like an older sibling type comfort that i've daydreamed about for years. when i was 12, i was a lonely single child and i just wished i had a cool older brother to make me feel safe and hang out with me, waste time at the mall, watch stupid videos etc. anyway sad vent post over, eww i have to go to work. >_<

[nekos-of-tragedy]

♥︎My Fav Relationship Dynamics In Fiction♥︎

♥︎Teenage Son X Dad

♥︎Teenage Brother x Underaged Brother

♥︎Sister x Sister

♥︎Dog Girl x Cat Girl

♥︎Doomed Yuri

♥︎Toxic Yuri

♥︎Student x Teacher

♥︎Butler x Master

♥︎Forced Pet x Master

♥︎Stalker x Victim

♥︎Abuser x Victim

♥︎Chronically Online Jirai Girls who make eachother worse

♥︎Age/Pet Regressor x Caregiver who takes advantage of their regression to abuse them(Not Sexually though)

♥︎Loli x Loli

[the-universal-sun]

On what age range does Stan regress? And also what type of agree gear does be use? Just politely asking as a fren :3

Yes! Thank you friend for the ask! There’s going to be more coming this way because I’ll have entirely too much time on my hands in the next few days! So please enjoy this too!

Can you guys tell what book I apparently really like?

I don’t think there’s a solid age he regresses down to, like consistently, I think it’s around the 2-5 mark, unless something happens or he’s feeling extremely distressed, then he regresses down younger. Which, in that case, means he HAS to have someone take care of him. Which is probably going to be Ford, he’s the only one he can really trust to care for him in the way he needs when he feels that young.

As for gear, it depends.

If Fiddleford is his caregiver (and even though this would be in the early 80s we are going to be anachronistic. This is fiction we can take liberties) then he’s getting at least one pacifier. Fidds probably made it for Stan so he doesn’t mess up his teeth even more, and he probably made it to have a cute little nickname spelled out. I like to think Fidds uses food/southern nicknames for Stanley when regressed, so think something like “Pumpkin” or “Junebug”. He does have his “Poindexter” plush that he’s had since he was 19, but Fidds does win him a really big Duck plush when the fair comes to Gravity Falls. He has some sippy cups because he has a tendency to tilt the cup all the way up and pour his drink all down his face and clothes. He really only has some footie pajamas for when it gets to be winter up there. It’s not easy to come by someone who will custom make clothes in gravity falls, especially nothing like the kind of clothes Stan wants. So he mostly settles for some softer clothing with fun designs and patterns. Nothing vibrant that’ll hurt his eyes. Sweats and grandma sweaters mostly. Fidds makes sure he has a lot of paper and coloring books with as many crayons and markers as he wants. He loves to color and draw. He also has some blocks, a lite brite for when the lights needs to be off so his eyes can rest, play doh, and fighting robots to name a few. He has a few story books that Fidds will read to him. Fidds wants to spoil him, but he knows that he can’t buy Stan everything he wants to, so he does what he can (for now…)

If Ford is his caregiver (we’re doing Grunkle Ford for now) then he is going to do his best to spoil Stan with all he wants as much as possible. From buying stuff online (the internet is marvelous!) to making/inventing it. Ford’s got Stan enough pacifiers stashed around the ship and later shack to have a different one every day. He’s getting Stan sippy cups of all kinds of patterns and designs. it’s easier than cups for him if he’s got dentures since he likes to take those out. He’s got one bottle for the times he’s feeling extra small. He’s got some nice and warm footie pajamas for when they’re in the Arctic, and some lighter ones for more general use-sometimes his brother just needs a lazy day where he can wear what’s basically pajamas. Those kinds of footies are going to be the kind that are animal themed with the ears and tails-Ford thinks they’re so cute. He’s also got some nautical themes pajama sets for the summers spent in Gravity Falls. That’s not even accounting for all the soft handmade sweaters Stan’s got from Mabel that he wears-his favorite having dinos on it-and the soft pants and shorts he feels more comfortable wearing now that his secrets out in the open. I’ve already mentioned Poindexter, that’s a staple for any kind of regressed Stanley, and I mentioned in a few posts Shanklin 2, the stuffed Opposum Ford gets Stan after finding out he’s barely got any Little stuff. He will give Stan all the toys he had back in Jersey and all the toys he’s ever wanted. Legos, blocks, slinkies, playdoh, etch n sketches, fighting robots, hard to break tea sets, coloring books, fancy crayons (This is art, it deserves the best!), anything Stan looks twice at really. He goes a bit overboard, but he’s just trying to make up for all the years he’s missed out on. Also Goodnight Moon, can’t forget that book. That’s Stan’s favorite out of the multitude of books Ford reads to him.

Now if it’s just Stan regressing by himself? He only allows himself the bare minimum. He has Poindexter, an old onesie he allowed himself to buy a few years beforehand, and old and worn pacifier, some crayons, coloring books, blank paper, Ford’s old coat that he likes to wrap around himself when he misses him, a sippy cup, and Goodnight Moon. He feels guilty letting himself indulge. He feels ashamed to be acting like that, a child, to be needing his paci and sippy cup, even in the privacy of his own home, even though he can’t help it. So without anyone there to tell him it’s okay, he doesn’t allow himself to indulge or to spoil himself like he is when he’s being taken care of.

[leossmoonn]

dilf | mike schmidt

summary - mike as a dad

warnings / includes - reader is fem. otherwise fluff :D (also there’s so much background and plot like sorry not sorry lol I really like to ramble)

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if there’s another fnaf movie… mike needs to be a dad. i know that’s not the plot at all and wouldn’t make sense, but i think the box office would benefit from that!

mike is already kind of a dad. he’s been raising abby for a few years now. he wouldn’t consider himself any type of caregiver because well, he thinks he’s quite terrible. and the term ‘brother’ is so much less daunting than ‘dad’. so when you two found out you were pregnant, he felt more fear than excitement. it wasn’t a surprise really. you two hadn’t been using condoms as regularly, but he was more stunned that now he was going to be a father and he was terrified.

regardless of how he felt, he supported you in every way possible during pregnancy. he was literally perfect. dude did the bare minimum and more! every day he would ask what you wanted to eat each day, no matter how weird the cravings were, and he would try his best to honor them. he gave you massages, went on walks with you, talked to the baby, went on doctor appointments with you — he even scheduled extra ones when you weren’t feeling well because he was so scared of you or the baby dying or something.

and after the whole freddy’s pizzeria fiasco — glad you weren’t pregnant during that lmao — he was able to get a job as a sales associate and become a manager with the help of him taking some online college courses. (you definitely helped with convincing him he was good enough to go back). abby was making new friends at her school and even helping you out when you were pregnant: making desserts for you, giving you advice on baby clothes, already making plans with the baby to play house or dress up. things were looking up.

until you give birth.

now, as we mentioned, mikey poo was a little nervous when he found out you were pregnant. and things went so well with your pregnancy, he kind of forgot to think about what it was actually going to be like when the baby was here. he was about to shit his pants fr while you were giving birth. but then they put the baby in your arms and everything just came together for him. cliché to say, i know, but it’s real!!!! and god, when he finally got to hold his baby, he was wrapped around her little finger. (i’d like to think he’s a girl dad — we already kind of see that with abby). she has mike’s big brown eyes and your cute nose. she looks exactly like a mix between the two of you.

for the first few months, mike was more focused on you than the baby. don’t get me wrong! he’s great father, but he just had that mindset that everyone wanted to take care of the baby: your parents, vanessa, even abby, but nobody was taking care of you. (doesn’t that just make your ovaries scream??) so he made it his mission to help you out with everything he could, on top of the baby, which he absolutely didn’t mind. lowk, mike is a house wife.

in the night, you two would trade shifts for the baby. there were times where he knew you were so tired from breastfeeding and just taking care of the baby during the day in general — he had to work full time still to be able to provide for you guys — that he would take full night shifts and let you sleep. it was basically like working at freddy’s so….

when you started going back to work, mike would make sure the laundry was done, house was always clean, each meal was made, abby got to one place or another. of course, he spent as much time taking care of the baby as he did with other things, but you were just under so much stress and he felt as though the best thing he could do for you was take most of the mental load. soon you became accustomed with being a mom and soon your workloads were basically evenly split.

okay enough of the background.

mike loves playing with the baby. sooo crazy, right? lol. he loves doing tummy time with her, playing peek-a-boo, talking in funny voices. he also loved picking out outfits for her, even though he actually has no sense of fashion and you quickly banned him from buying anything in the store. i think his favorite thing to do with his baby girl is making her laugh. ugh! baby laughs are so cute in general, and it just made his whole world. unlike everyone in the world, besides you and sometimes abby, no one really liked mike. well, no one gave him a chance and to be fair, he didn’t really let them. it wasn’t until he met you where we felt complete and whole and happy and not afraid of risks. and it wasn’t until the baby where he felt a true sense of purpose and he was happy with how his life turned out.

his absolute favorite sight in the world is seeing you, abby, and the baby play. the house has never been filled with as much joy as it is when y’all are playing. everyone’s giggling, teasing each other, fawning over the baby. its literally like the perfect family he never got to have :,).

he also absolutely adores you as a mom. he thinks you are the best mom ever. and of course he should think that anyways, but he believes it with his whole being. being a first time mom, you were nervous of course. but in the first month, all you did was berate yourself for not being a good mom and not knowing your baby’s needs, but with mike’s reassurance and time, you gained more and more confidence.

when the baby starts going to daycare, mike is actually terrified. he starts to look for jobs he can do at home because he’s so scared that what happened with garrett is going to happen to his baby. but with multiple background checks, questions, lowk spying, he tries to trust the daycare center you two choose.

random note before i stop talking. mike is a sleepy guy and so is the baby. the two often nap together with the baby on top of his stomach. AH. looks so cute. sometimes his hand is on her head or back, or her little fingers are wrapped around his thumb. you have countless of pictures of them in this one situation. i’d like to think mike doesn’t really sleep when the baby is on his stomach because he’s afraid she’s gonna fall or he will roll over, but he stays as calm and quiet as he can so she can rest.

[sunnysagereblog]

(Credit to @tiny-tk for making this.)

1. I was 18.

2. A discord server I was in had started an agere channel, and I was curious what agere was, so I did some research, and the rest is history.

3. Kiddo, kid, small fry, sweetie, shorty, and tiny.

4. A little. I love mlp music and bubblegum pop music like E. T. by Toy-Box.

5. Dekomori from Love, Chunibyo, and Other Delusions, Filo from Rise of the Shield Hero, and Milim from That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime. I don't really relate to them when I'm not regressed.

6. Involuntarily. I've tried to force it. It does work as well.

7. Music and/or certain anime like Black Clover, Love, Chunibyo, and Other Delusions, and Madoka Magica. Other than that, it's kinda random.

8. I want a real caregiver so bad. Currently, all I have is fictional caregivers which is nice but I'd still love a real one.

9. Nothing official. I do have genuine reason to believe I have ADHD and Autism due to extensive research I've done on the topics to become more educated about them, but it's not official, so take that with a grain of salt.

10. Kinda. My brother and few friends know, I even have a best friend who age regresses. I'm definitely more open about it online tho.

11. Home. It's safe at home.

12. Spelling things incorrectly. I do have some minor spelling quirks when I'm regressed, but it's very different from what I see most age regressors do.

13. I become a bit more excitable when regressed but also more nervous when I'm alone in a public setting. I'm more outwardly happy when I'm little, unlike when I'm big, I'm more inwardly happy if that makes sense.

14. No. I'm a Christian and don't believe in changing your name or pronouns (no hate to people who do, tho. I still love and respect you regardless)

15. Tumblr and sometimes youtube.

16. I don't know, honestly. Does watching Black Clover count?

17. Green! I love my plants (I really need to water them 😬)

18. Gon from HxH, Akko, and Diana from Little Witch Academia.

19. Fuyu from Blush Blush, Raph from Rottmnt, Sundrop from FNAF, Captain Yami from Black Clover, Kunikida from BSD, and Tfa Optimus Prime.

20. Idk. I was pretty well informed from the beginning.

[immeasurablesaladagere]

Hellor!!

I was wondering if you can bless us with some little chase who has ADHD struggling to deal with over/under-stimulation and caregiver house happily helping him true it ?

(Would be really nice if you also include little Cameron and foreman helping as well)

Thanks!!!—💎⚜️✨

Yaaayy little!Chase fic :) Fun fact: the first fanfic I ever wrote and published online was about sensory overload (it's long gone now, lol). Gosh I've improved a lot since then.

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Word Count: 1539

Summery: House is looking after a regressed Chase, Cameron, and Foreman during a playdate when everything starts to become too much for Chase.

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Allison squealed excitedly as she placed a plastic tiara on Foreman’s head. “Eeee! You’re so pretty now!”

Foreman chuckled, humouring her, and straightened it. The little plastic combs meant to keep it in place didn’t work on his bald head, so the crown balanced precariously. “Why am I the princess again?”

“Because someone has to be, and I’m the knight already! Robbie, are you sure you don’t wanna play kingdoms?”

Chase glanced up from his colouring page. He really didn’t. Ally’s games of pretend were fun, and if she had asked an hour ago he would’ve agreed to play even if that meant he had to be a princess, but now everything was just too loud. He wished that she didn’t want to play at all, but he knew that wasn’t fair for her to have to stop having fun because of him. Besides, Foreman was big-brother today, so he didn’t feel too bad. “I’m sure. I don’t wanna play with you guys, I just wanna colour.”

She huffed. “Fine, but you’re missing out!” 

He tried not to listen to them as they began talking loudly about the kingdom they were in and the evil wizard coming to capture the princess, pressing one hand against his ear while he used the other to shade in the octopus he was colouring. He wished that Ally liked quieter games. But it wasn’t just Ally and Foreman; everything was too noisy, and it was making him upset. He could hear the air conditioner, and the fridge rattling as House moved around in the kitchen to make them an afternoon snack, and the terrible sound of his crayons scratching against the paper, which made his teeth hurt.  

“Okay kiddies, come and get it!” House announced, presenting a big plate of snacks and three drinks; two sippy cups of orange juice for Chase and Ally, and a big-kid cup of apple juice for Foreman.

“Yay, snacks!” Ally exclaimed, and grabbed a handful of animal crackers and fruit. Foreman took a few squares of cheese, and Chase took a few grapes and nibbled on them slowly.

The sound of Ally chewing made his skin feel itchy. “Ally, don’t eat with your mouth open.” He scowled, “It’s gross.”

She looked a little hurt at his tone, and Foreman raised his eyebrows. Maybe that was a little too mean. “Okay, sorry…” 

He awkwardly went back to his colouring. Thankfully she didn’t seem to be upset for long, and she dragged Foreman back to continue their game after eating most of the animal crackers and strawberries. 

“You doing okay there, pipsqueak?” House asked, not loud enough for Foreman or Ally to hear, and Chase nodded.

“Mhm.”

House gave him a strange look, then shrugged and turned to go back to the kitchen. “Alright. Let me know if you guys need anything.”

It got harder and harder to focus on his picture as Ally and Foreman’s game got louder and louder. It was bad enough that even House had to ask them to play a little quieter, and that worked for a little bit, but they just got loud again. Chase’s hands were almost shaking, he was so frustrated. Every time Ally shrieked or laughed it made his ears hurt and his skin crawl, and he had already snapped two crayons by accident because he was pressing too hard on the paper. He wanted to shout at them for being so loud, to throw his crayons and rip up the paper, but he knew that only naughty kids did that. He wasn’t going to be naughty, he told himself, he wasn’t going to be—

Ally gasped, and suddenly his shirt and lap were drenched in something cold and wet. Her eyes were wide, toy sword outstretched mid-swing, and Foreman’s cup of apple juice was knocked over, spilling all over him, his picture, and the table. At first he just sat there, too stunned to react, and then he felt his wet clothes shift against his skin. He snapped.

“ALLY!” He yelled. His picture was ruined, his clothes were covered in juice, and when it dried he was going to be all sticky and disgusting, and everything felt awful and he wanted it off, he wanted everything to be quiet. 

“Robbie, I—“ Ally tried to reach out towards him and he smacked her hand away.

“Get away from me!” Everything felt sharp. He couldn’t decide between pressing his hands to his ears and never taking them off and trying to get the feeling of wet fabric away from him. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a muffled scream through his teeth. Get off, get off, go away, he wanted everything to go away.

An unsteady set of footsteps approached him, which meant House was there. He clamped his hands over his ears. No, please go away. No more people, no more.

“What’s wrong with him?” Ally asked nervously.

“Robbie.” House was talking very softly. “Take a deep breath.”

He sucked in a breath and forced it out, cringing as his damp shirt moved against him.

“Good. Another one.”

The next try was slower, and after a few more, the buzzing under his skin began to go away. It was still there, but he didn’t feel like screaming anymore. He slowly opened his eyes to see House half-knelt in front of him and Ally and Foreman watching anxiously over his shoulder. 

“There you go. Allison, get Robbie’s change of clothes from his bag and Foreman, can you get me my headphones? They’re on the kitchen table.” They both nodded and rushed off, and House stood up. “You, come with me.”

He slowly waddled after House to the bathroom, where House handed him a washcloth. “Cover that in warm water, take your clothes off and wash yourself off so you won’t be sticky, and then you can change into your other clothes.” He instructed quietly, “…Do you need any help?”

Chase’s cheeks burned. “No.”

Ally and Foreman came up and handed over the clothes and headphones, and House sent them back to the living room. He put everything down on the bathroom counter and pointed to the headphones. “Those will make everything less loud. Don’t let them get wet, Papa House needs them back.”

He nodded, and was left to his own devices. He shedded his soaked shirt and shorts and began wiping off the juice. The more he started to calm down, the more shame he felt. He’d been naughty. He’d just thrown a wobbly because Ally spilled juice on him, and she didn’t even do it on purpose. He changed into his old adult clothes and then hesitantly slid the headphones over his ears.

The background noises went away. There was no more talking, no more fan, no more apartment sounds, and the knot in his chest began to unwind. He took a big, deep breath, and left the bathroom.

When he came into the living room, House was on the couch and Foreman was reading a picture book to Ally on the floor, their dress-up toys put away in the bin.

“Is that better?” House asked. He sounded funny with the headphones, like he was underwater. Chase nodded. “Good. We’re going to have quiet time for a bit, you can put your wet clothes in here.” He handed him a plastic grocery bag. 

He put the clothes in the bag and dropped them by the door, then wandered over to the toy bin. He didn’t really feel like playing or reading; he wanted something to cuddle. He carefully sifted through it until he found the big stuffed bear, Teddy, at the bottom. Who left Teddy down there? He was probably really lonely all by himself. He pulled Teddy out and was about to go sit on the couch when he made eye contact with Ally. He quickly looked away.

“M’sorry for yelling at you…”

“I’m sorry for spilling the juice on you an’ being loud,” She said earnestly, “I didn’ know you weren’t feeling good.”

He shrugged bashfully. “S’okay.”

With apologies said and all right with the world again, Chase climbed onto the couch and curled up, hugging Teddy close to his chest. Teddy was soft, and he was tired. He tucked his face against Teddy’s fur, and he felt light and very, very small.

“House? I think Robbie’s really little.” Foreman said, pointing.

House smirked. “I think you might be right. Can I get a number?” He asked.

He had to think about it for a second before lazily holding up three fingers.

Ally cooed. “Awe, he’s just a baby!” She exclaimed, then her eyes went a little wide. “Sorry, I mean awe, he’s just a baby.” She whispered.

“You’re right, he is, and I think it’s time for the baby to take a nap.” House said, turning to grab the blanket thrown over the back of the couch and draping it over him.

Foreman got up and walked over to Chase’s bag, digging through it until he pulled out a yellow pacifier. He came back and held it up to him. “Do you want this?”

Chase easily accepted it and snuggled back up against Teddy, eyes slipping closed.

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“…Can we play kingdoms again if we’re really, really quiet?”

[icarus-does-fall]

I wrote this in 45 minutes?

It's sickeningly sweet fluff cause sometimes ya just need that (I im writing so much angst in every other fic I needed some quick fluffy ones)

Jason Todd x reader (gender neutral, no pronouns used)

Uhhh it's a regression fic leave me alone, I'll throw hands if ya mean about it (Jason just has caregiver vibes okay???)

.𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤..𝆤࿙࿙࿚๋࿙࿚ ⊱♡⊰ ࿙࿚๋࿙࿚࿚𝆤.

You and Jason had been dating for the better part of a year, and just recently had he trusted you enough to explain why he’d been coming home to you covered in bruises and even still occasionally bleeding. It took the whole night and into the morning but you got all your questions answered- Your boyfriend was the Red Hood. Damn how you should’ve figured that out on your own but you did have your own things going on too.

You owned and ran your own business- You made jewelry and clothes, selling online and through vendors on occasion, it was a lot to handle but it made good money and it was a job doing things you enjoyed. You made your own hours too as long as you kept up with the demand and kept everything stocked.

Everything was going smoothly between you two, long nights on occasion and sometimes it took actual planning to make a date night but neither of you minded too much. Jason was out saving the city whenever he was needed and you had a business to run, you both did so without issue as well. At least, until the next few months came and went.

Your business blew up, getting more attention than you’d ever been used to leaving you overworking yourself to try and keep up with every order, you had even unknowingly pushed Jason away. He knew you were stressed but he was still offended by the fact that you weren’t confiding in him or letting yourself take a break. So when you finally broke down, he was there in a moment's notice, even blowing off his patrol- sending out quick texts to his siblings to have someone cover for him so he could be there for you.

Tim responded first- while all of his brothers, and Cas and Stephine- adored you, Tim was of course the one willing to help out whenever Jason asked. Mostly because Jason almost never asked for anything.

So when you curled up on the couch, dressed in your pajamas with Bluey playing in the background, Jason took the spot at your side and threaded his hands through your hair as he softly kissed the top of your head.

“Hey little one, you doing okay?”

You looked up at Jason with a pout and you shook your head, there were dark circles under your eyes and unshed tears threatening to fall the moment he asked the question. “No- Jay theres just too much to do. I tried and and tried to keep on top of it all but ‘m squished.”

Jason chuckled softly and pulled you into his side, lightly ruffling your hair, which you huffed at and tried to swat his hand away. “Aw come on bat, you know you can always take breaks yeah? You're the one in charge, your customers are on your time.”

You laid your head on his chest, your eyes flickering towards the show- Grannies was the current episode, it always made you laugh and giggle but right now you were just too exhausted to feel much of anything. “But…-”

“No buts little bat, there's no reason for you to ever work yourself like this. I know I do it and so do my dad and brothers but you see how Alfred scowleds us for that whenever we nearly drop unconscious.”

You nestled into his chest with a sigh and fiddled with his free hand. “Jay?”

“Yeah bat?”

“We have chocolate milk?”

Jason grinned and laughed, placing another soft kiss on the top of your head before pulling you into a hug. “Yeah I think we still have some chocolate milk, want it in your dino cup little bat?”

“Mhmshmm yeah… And and! Strawberries! Please…”

Jason shook his head with a smile before standing and walking into the kitchen. As he got your drink and snack you wrapped up in a blanket holding one of the pillows on your lap much like a stuffed animal, but all of yours were currently still in your room.

It only took a couple of minutes before Jasoon walked back into the living room, chocolate milk in a dinosaur cup and strawberries cut up in a small bowl- He even went as far as to put whipped cream on them. “There ya go little bat.”

You stimmed happily, soft squeaks followed by flappy hands. You started to relax more, allowing yourself to forget about adulting and the struggles that came with it, the tension eased from your body. “Strawberries!”

Jason smiled and settled back onto the couch with you, letting you have your snack and sipy in peace. Nights like these weren’t necessarily rare but with the two of you constantly rushing about and you taking on more things at every moment they were infrequent and he loved it when things were just soft. No work, no sex, just cuddles and shows while you were being small.

“Feeling any better little bat?”

“Yeah… Chocolate milk and bluey makes everything better”

He chuckled, a teasing look filled his eyes as he poked your cheek, “aww and I didnt help contribute to the helping any?”

“Nono! Wait you did too! Always helpful Jay, silly bear.”

You smiled up at him brightly and then kissed his nose causing a laugh to escape his lip and a giggle from yours before you paused dramatically and pointed at him accusedly. “Wait a minute bubs- Youre usually out bangin heads n things, how you home?”

He shrugged casually and pulled you back into his side, you were wrapped up much like a little burrito and it didnt seem like he was planning on letting you go at any point. “Got Tim to help out, honestly little bat you worry about the weirdest things.”

You huffed with a slight pout and scrunched up your nose, “nuh uh! Is perfectly reasonable worry, you have responsibilities”

“And youre one of the things I have to take care of too little bat, don’t forget that”

“Thats so rude- 'm completely capable! Dont need help any help”

“Suuuuure and thats why you asked for me to get you chocolate milk and cutting up fruit instead of being all grown and getting it yourself~”

Your pout grew and you simply ignored Jaons teasing as you sipped on your drink while curled up next to him, finally turning your attention back to Bluey. “Mean bear-”

“Pouty bat~”

And thats how the rest of your night went for the most part, a few teasing remarks here and there, but mostly soft kisses and cuddles as Bluey played on the TV until you fell asleep nestled into Jasons side. He smiled down at you for a moment before picking you and carrying you off to bed- He knew you’d be back to your big job tomorrow and all the stress it came with but you got a night away from all that, and he’d do better at helping you manage things better too. The war criminal, the hardened killer that he was, hated seeing you cry.

[frodothefair]

Sometimes I become that middle-aged conservative mom (even though I don't have kids, so I suppose a metaphorical mom) who perennially rants about how nobody appreciates her.

I'm not a saint, after all. I crave a little recognition now and then.

An example, recently, has been my chronically online housemate who continues to struggle with her mental health. (Cut for sensitive material).

She's had yet another meltdown over something that happened on twitter (she's a trans person, so maybe that makes sense), and the only reason yet another hospitalization was averted was that her friend came over and took her to her house for the weekend.

So Mr. Nisilë, said friend, and I have been talking a lot about what we can do to help the housemate, and at one point Mr. Nisilë opined that he wishes he were easier to talk to, that we could have created a more supportive environment and engaged with her more, though coming from him, this is a ridiculous statement -- he can build rapport with anyone, which is why I was drawn to him in the first place.

So I went off on him. I ranted that we had done more than enough in letting her into our home in the first place, because she's not family; she's barely even a friend. That we pay her phone bill every month, and buy her groceries when our other house mate, who pays for the majority of her food, is unable to or is unavailable. That we're ok with her lack of hygiene, the state of the bathroom that's closest to her room, her tone-deaf singing and her random yelling. That we routinely drive her places, because she has no car and does not know how to drive, and neither gas nor time is free. That we're ok with her having hookups in her room with people she meets on apps, that we've seen her through two hospitalizations and two attempts on her life; we've hidden sharps, spoken to hospital staff, driven her to appointments and helped her find resources.

Believe you me, I know of what I speak when I say most people wouldn't do this. When I was ten or so, my mother, younger brother, and I had to flee an abusive situation. We were a respectable family in dire straits, a hardworking mother with two well-behaved children, and we had many friends and acquaintances, but everybody denied us a place to stay for completely BS reasons. The only person who didn't was my grandmother's employer. He was a man with an elderly sick mother, and my grandmother worked as their live-in housekeeper and caregiver. The three of us lived in a tiny bedroom in their home for three months -- the bedroom was meant to be my grandmother's, but she slept on the couch.

That is why I will never begrudge our housemate what I do for her. I will never see her as a burden. But to hear that I haven't done enough when I already have done more than 99.9% of the population would do was extremely upsetting. That's different from seeing her as a burden. I can deal with all of the above inconveniences, but I should still be allowed to be angry with her for not acknowledging my efforts, the fact that she f-cking won the lottery between me, Mr. Nisilë, and our other housemate.

A sarcastic voice inside might say, "well, what, do you want a medal now" for hearing people's problems all day and trying to solve them, for your financial contributions, for helping out another person in need?

Well, you know, maybe I do. I do a lot, and none of it is easy, because I have disabilities of my own. I may have some relative privilege, but also disadvantages in spades, from day one. So maybe a simple thank you would be nice -- explicit appreciation of how nice the house we keep is, the fact that we have enough resources to help out, that we don't care about a lot of things that would have been dealbreakers for other people.

But the thing is, the housemate is hardly capable of such a thing. She has too many troubles in her head to think of others, and that's part of her illness. So maybe it is not fair of me to expect that.

It's just that... They say a good deed is its own reward, but sometimes it does not feel like enough.

[asher-agere]

🔥🔥🔥 I wanna meet ur stuffies! :3 -⭐️

:0 Ahem *Lines them all up like a game show*

OUR FIRST CONTESTANT IS

KUROMI. Mine looks like this, but without her pink pom poms (I might sew some on) I got her at a Comic Con! There’s also a zipper in the back I plan to hide a paci in soon >:3

Next up…

BLUEBERRY. My caregiver bought him for me and ever since Blueberry has had a priority cuddling order. He also has a big brother who you’ll see later!

Meet…

Strawberry Hello Kitty! I love the strawberry Sanrio plushy set! This was one of the first plushies I bought after I moved! I saw her and decided I needed her

Strawberry Cinnamoroll! This was the first gift I ever received from a caregiver :0 It was from my first caregiver and they also bought me my first pacifier for my birthday! It was probably my favorite birthday ever that I now look back on with nostalgia

Meet Salt! I got her at the same time as Strawberry Cinnamoroll :3 Her name is Salita for those who know squishmallows but baby brain didn’t like that name. So now she’s Salt!

Bowtie Cinnamoroll! I bought him on a band school trip to Wildwood New Jersey, first purchase I ever made all on my own and he was so worth it! He’s now a huge symbol to me of freedom, that I still have a life after what I have now, I just need to make it there

Onesie Cinnamoroll! I bought him at the same place as Strawberry Hello Kitty! They also had Onesie My Melody but blehh money (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) (Can you guys tell I have a favorite?)

SPIKE. I got him at the same birthday as Strawberry Cinnamoroll, but from a different friend not my caregiver! He’s perfect hugging size and he’s also Blueberry’s brother! I love his little paws so so much-

Last but not least… Cinnamoroll Miku! I love her so much, her dress is so pretty and she looks ready for a tea party. I bought her at the most recent Comic Con! Her forehead is huge but it’s ok I love her

Wow I went on for a while- *Glances at my hundreds of beanie boos* We’ll stop here. I’M SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY I LOVE ALL MY PLUSHIES SO SO MUCH. All images were found online because I don’t wanna risk showing my house because I’m paranoid :3

[conductorswife]

welcome to my blog!!! :D

hi! my name is Karissa/Krissy! i'm an autistic young adult whose main special interest is A Hat in Time!!! this blog will be dedicated to my love for my fictional husband/agedre caregiver, Conductor, and my A Hat in Time AU/fanfic, Flawed Perfection!

art i drew on Clip Studio of our wedding!

Conductor's significance to me

i've been an A Hat in Time fan since 2017, and a Conductor fan since then too! i've made thousands of drawings of Conductor in various art mediums, traditional and digital. i have AHiT on both Steam and Nintendo Switch, and i've played Conductor's levels in Battle of the Birds and the Arctic Cruise enough times to memorize nearly all of his voice lines. i also own a Peck Neck shirt from The Yetee, an official Conductor plush from IndieBox, and a few custom deco pacifiers. i even celebrate my "anniversary" of the day i saw Conductor for the first time, December 6th, every year! the ship name i've created for me and Conductor is "kariductor", a simple combination of our names!

fun fact: my nickname "Krissy" originated as something for only him to call me because i thought "Karissa" would sound strange in his accent, but i liked the name so much that i now use it everywhere online!

my official Conductor plush and a paci i decorated myself with the phrase "Conducty's Lil Lass" in letter beads!

Flawed Perfection

my AHiT AU/fanfic is about Conductor's backstory and how he became that angry, over-demanding, foul-mouthed Scottish bird we know today. i strongly believe he wasn't always that way, and that a variety of factors contributed to this behavior developing, main ones being perfectionism, depression, and stress.

in my story, he starts off as a passionate filmmaker. he takes tons of inspiration from his family's history in his work, especially after the death of his father, who passed the Owl Express down to him. his first film is a huge success and he wins a first place award. however, as he continues his career, he slowly devolves into prioritizing audience scores and profits. the passing of his father and older brothers, combined with having to juggle two jobs, greatly affects his mental health and he slowly grows further and further away from his remaining family.

losing the 2027 awards (yes, this timeline goes into the future!), the subsequent mass resignation at the studio, and being on the verge of bankruptcy also sent him further into depression, and he became desperate for anything that could get him back to where he was. that's when he meets an american woman (me!) visiting Scotland. pleased by some art she drew for him, he hires her as a storyboard artist on the spot, though the two have sharply contrasting personalities and styles. as the two develop an unlikely friendship, Conductor starts to realize the error of his ways, but he'll need her help in order to find his true self again.

the title "Flawed Perfection" is an oxymoron, coming from how Conductor has such a strong focus on perfection, but the way he goes about achieving it is greatly flawed.

Thanks for reading!

i tried super hard not to dump the WHOLE story into this single post, but yeah!!! if you find Flawed Perfection an interesting idea maybe consider giving my blog a follow :3 so ummm that's about it for now! 🫶 feel free to ask questions and give feedback and stuff byebye!!!!

oh yeah also i have a carrd if you want more info about me + links to my other socials :3

[dumbledore-ariana]

girl how are you feeling about one sided ariana x elphias !!!!

i’ve seen a ton of posts online about how ariana had a crush on gellert and i’m not seeing it, our darling girl was scared of magic i can’t imagine she would have a crush on a violent arrogant boy who was kicked out his school for endangering his peers

BUT elphias is such a sweetheart and he was kind and quiet, he was easily flustered and extremely loyal, he would have reminded her of the boys in romance novels, i love the idea that she had a little crush on him but he was so smitten with albus he didn’t even notice ( and also because there was a two / three year age gap which is why i view it as a crush on ariana’s part and nothing more )

idk if they even met lmao, i’m assuming they did because the way elphias spoke about kendra i have assume they had met, maybe he was invited to the house a few times ???? idk what i’m saying 😭 i just want your opinion on my little one sided ship because i think it’s a cute idea

I do not want to clarify that I am in no way erasing other people’s perspectives, everyone is entitled to their own opinion and their own thoughts, especially regarding how little information there is on each character, no one can be truly ‘right.’ But my opinion is based on what I found to be the most realistic and compliant for the circumstances of the time, depending on how I have interpreted them.

I will be frank, I haven’t ever considered anything between Ariana and Elphias but, unfortunately, I have witnessed Gellert x Ariana...

So whilst we’re here I will in fact mull over why I find the prospect of Ariana fostering a small crush or anything of that sort, towards Gellert, weird.

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First off, into the summer, Kendra has been dead for a few weeks now and her absence is a suffocating prospect that would impact Ariana greatly, as a result of Kendra being her mother and her main caregiver. I think it’s fitting to assume that at this point, she would probably foster a lot of frustration towards herself as a result of her guilt, alongside the fact that her routine is ruptured completely. 

So, in my opinion; I think there is some sense in the argument that at this point, Ariana would have been incredibly withdrawn from everyone around her, most likely spending long, incessant periods in her room whilst neglecting her own requirements too.

Therefore, I can’t really see her interacting with anyone outside her two brothers, until far later into the summer. 

Second of all, we know that canonically Ariana was a scared character, [‘But mostly she was..scared and harmless.’p564] and as a result of this, I tend to perceive her as being quite timid as a result since understandably, she was terrified in her situation; prompting her lack of confidence in her own stability. Adding on to the fact that these characteristics would be heightened as a result of her trauma from her mother’s death. Therefore, in my opinion; as you have stated, I find that if she were to interact with Gellert, or be introduced to him, there is a strong chance that she would have been very withdrawn, very shy as a result of her own fear and anxiety towards hurting anyone else. Therefore, not setting off the best impression for Gellert to interact with her further either.

Of course, this isn't to erase any prospect of her interacting with Gellert as i'm sure there is a strong chance that they did in canon, but this is just my general belief towards the likelihood of Ariana fostering a genuine affection for Gellert, a crush… this is not me arguing that they never interacted whatsoever, considering that Albus intended for Ariana to come with them, they probably did!!

Alongside this all, Gellert is a stranger at the end of the day and I believe that he would appear as a very out-going person, energetic and absorbed in his own magic which I think would contrast against her greatly. 

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Meanwhile with Elphias, that is a really interesting thought and I can see where you’re coming from completely and I think the fact he’s not Gellert is already a plus.

 However, I think for me it depends on the likelihood of the scenario, in my opinion there is a high probability that Elphias did meet Kendra but of course it’s hard to come to a conclusion on this when there is so much dividing information. (The burdens of this fandom being so incredibly reliant on like three separate chapters of information.) However, from what I have interpreted myself, I think the likelihood of Elphias ever meeting Ariana enough for her to witness his personality outside of what Albus has spoken of him would be incredibly slim. 

ALTHOUGH, this is not to dampen your view on it, if the circumstances were otherwise I would have really loved for Ariana to have met Albus’ friends, etc etc. I definitely see where you're coming from and see this and prefer it WAY MORE than Ariana having a crush on Gellert. You have such interesting and creative ideas Bee, and I’m glad you’re apart of this fandom and willing to share this with me because it is an honour!! THANK YOU

[jacksdinonuggets]

Little Luz Headcanons

By the way, you can request a fic featuring these heacanons or a fic behind these headcanons.

-Luz found it out through fanfiction and did research about it and decided to try it. it worked very as a coping mechanism.

-Age Range: 1-4

-Camila was her first caregiver! she was very supportive about it and always takes care of her mija when she wants to be taken care of.

-has to wear diaps because she's pretty out of touch with her bladder when shes feeling small

-was very embarrassed when she had her first accident in front of Camila. but her mama comforted her and let Luz pick out what diapers she wanted online.

-never wears pants. they make her feel big.

-Loves stuffies. goes to build-a-bear at least once a month.

-pretty masculine with her regression. she likes dino's, space, and magic.

-She insists shes a big kid and doesn't need to be fed but in reality, she needs to.

-Eda was her second caregiver

-Eda found out about it after season 1 when she found Luz regressing.

-she had a bunch of pieces of wood and used them to create baby furniture that was Luz sized since she regressed often.

-King likes to say he's Luz's big brother when he's usually just a playmate

-Amity and Luz have playdates often and Ed and Em are Luz's babysitters.

-Luz spent a lot of time after King's tide, regressed. her friends did find out but she was more comfortable with regressing around Camila during that time.

-whenever Luz needed to regress in the human realm, the hexsquad would just spend the day in the cabin so Luz and Camila could spend some time together.

Thats mostly it. I hope you enjoyed!