#partner caregivers

[dementiadad]

A sweet friend of ours with early onset Alzheimers at 52 and his wonderful husband are featured in this lovely Alzheimers Association ad...❤️

[fatgirldangerousworld]

your weight doesn’t determine how lovable you are

[dipplin-daycare]

✿ 25 days of agere moodboards ✿

day 3: your favorite kid's book "To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world....”

[yardsards]

people love an "i'll take care of you" "it's rotten work" "not to me, not if it's you" character dynamic until the character who needs to be taken care of is disabled. then it's supposedly fucked up and toxic for a person to have to take care of someone else.

[nostalgiclittlespace]

Agere Pride Board (Day 30: Queerplatonic)

Sorry for the delay in posting this! Anyway this is the last day of my Pride month agere boards; I hope you enjoyed the series! And remember to be proud all year long, friends! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

[babeypuppy]

caregiver!vox moodboard :3

sfw interaction only !

[thunderheadfred]

baby is super active today (and huge) so every once in a while I'm just like *comically unrealistic mannequin being thrown off a cliff and ragdolling downhill*

in particular, whenever Bonnie barks suddenly, the baby does like a full 360 gut punch. this could be a portent of something great or terrible, lollllll

[shadystranger]

it was so iconic samndean got this 3yo and decided to give him textbook parents fighting trauma hejjdej like it was a bless to the universe they couldn't reproduce so no one would suffer being raised by them but they still found a way to do it wow if there's a will there's a way I guess

[prettypupagere]

✨️imagine✨️

You're in little space cuddling with your caregiver, and you look up at them with the eyes that made them fall in love with you. They look down at you into your eyes, place their hand on your cheek, kiss you. And then pet your head while they look at you and say, "You're the best baby. You're the only baby I want for the rest of my life."

[howlitesoother]

easing/persuading my partner into taking care of himself + resisting the urge to praise him past “thank you” when he agrees bc i’m halfway into my carer headspace and feel weird telling him even though he knows i’m a caretaker

[dementiadad]

Many people use Alzheimers as the term for all dementia and Alzheimers does account for the majority of dementia but this picture describes it best. Dementia is the umbrella term, like cancer is, and then you have specific types of dementia like you do specific types of cancer.

Dementia is not a single disease. It's an overall term to describe a collection of symptoms that one may experience if they are living with a variety of diseases, including Alzheimer's disease. Diseases grouped under the general term "dementia" are caused by abnormal brain changes. Dementia symptoms trigger a decline in thinking skills, also known as cognitive abilities, severe enough to impair daily life and independent function. They also affect behavior, feelings and relationships.

[lupismaris]

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[dipplin-daycare]

✿ 25 days of agere moodboards ✿

day 10: based on my regressors! the left side is for Blu and the right side is for Rosa

[soapy-anon-agere]

Partner Caregiver

Partner Caregiver, a term for those who happens to be in a relationship with most likely their regressor. These are for those who take the role as a caregiver for their partner other who happens to do age regression.

With Heart, Boyfriend Caregiver, Partner Caregiver, and Girlfriend Caregiver

Without Heart, Boyfriend Caregiver, Partner Caregiver, and Girlfriend Caregiver

Icon Version, Boyfriend Caregiver, Partner Caregiver, and Girlfriend Caregiver

[invinciblerodent]

getting a little bit obsessed with my "cottagecore throuple" here, because the more I think about it, the more disgustingly perfect and idyllic the whole thing is to me.

like... post-game, I like to imagine Shadowheart absolutely thriving. She's a city girl with a deep love for animals, and spotty- to nil memories, most of which are of the worst things to have ever happened in a dank torture-basement: of course a sweet, picturesque forest cottage (so far I like to think that Petyr would call it "The Hovel", even though it's by all means a cozy, nice hunter's lodge) would have her downright giddy, and she deserves every ounce of that happiness ever.

As I imagine it, when not enthusiastically learning all there is to learn about the quasi-self-sustaining life (that she had dropped herself into by shacking up with a literal forest ranger), she spends as much time outside as possible: walks barefoot in the tall grass, stops to smell every flower (and even plants quite a few, just by the vegetables), and lays in the soft underbrush for hours at a time- enjoying the sunlight caressing her face, enjoying a nice novel (and/or a cuddle with Scratch, the cub, or her boyfriend once he sits down for a moment), or just gazing up at the moon and stars in silent worship. She makes friends with every animal that crosses her path, too: SO many potions of animal speaking are consumed, it's absurd. (She's best friends with the chickens. Petyr has to start farming acorn truffles in the basement for her, and that even proves actually very lucrative- in town, that shit sells for like 10-20 gold a pop.)

She'd of course bring home everything that'll let her. Little wildflower bouquets and stuff at first, but also every critter: from juvenile racoons just weaned from their mothers (they look almost like kittens! how cute!), to elderly foxes that just want to curl up in front of the fire and warm their bones somewhere safe for a moment. She's having the time of her goddamn life, she's learning a shitton of life skills she was never taught (finally learning things not meant to make her better at hurting people!), and generally enjoying a life that, while still plagued by remnants of the past (night terrors, perpetrator trauma, loss, grief, pains both suffered and inflicted, all that great stuff), has her feeling actually content with her lot in it.

And with all this, Petyr is... very business as usual, or at least he's trying to pretend that he is. Having someone in what was his space for like 20 years is strange initially, but if there's one thing he's used to, it's adapting. Making things work. (Plus, he's like, happy, or whatever. In love. You know, that sort of rot.)

Then again, he's also used to only having to feed himself with the very little he has, not another (especially another who is inexperienced at this type of thing, and a second another who just... drops by sometimes, always unannounced and unexpected, but never unwelcome), which deep down does have him a bit (a lot) more antsy about not just being the self-appointed guardian of her happiness, but also just... their general survival.

He's keenly aware that winters in the wild are never especially easy, not when you're so far removed from the safety of a community- especially not the way he's used to being alone, without even magic to keep you warm and safe. Usually, he spends most of the year primarily occupied by preparing for winter, and even like that, there have been lean years: years when he got snowed in for tendays, when he did something stupid and all the careful prep went down the shitter, years he had to go hungry and learn to make do with next to nothing.

So he compensates for- (and distracts himself from-) that anxiety by making extra sure that the pantry is stocked to bursting with all the goods there can be, and they often head out into the woods to hunt and forage together- although he's not a great (or even a good) teacher, Shadowheart (usually Shadow, often Heart, lately Jen or Jenny in affection) does make what he used to do out of sheer need, into something also done for fun.

Hunting and foraging are fun now, and soon, the cabinets are overflowing with jars and jars of dry mushrooms, so much homemade deer jerky, jams and jellies and pickles galore... there's mead fermenting, and homemade soap curing before it can be used, firewood stacked to the height of a person... herb bundles, garlic braids, grain corn, and drying peppers are strung up on the rafters like fragrant fairy lights.

Meanwhile, I imagine that Halsin comes and goes as he pleases- not entirely unlike a beloved stray cat. He just shows up one evening as if he had left not tendays, but only a few hours ago, kicks the duff or mud or snow off his boots, and leans his staff into its habitual nook by the door. He sets whatever it is that he brought this time in its appropriate place (be it otherwise unobtainable goods from town, or just a little gift, a treat to enjoy together), and he sinks into the worn-out armchair by the fireplace that was declared his the first time he stayed.

One of the others almost always then strolls by to settle wordlessly on his lap (if not both of them- that poor chair can barely take the combined weight), and just relax as his big, warm fingers slowly work through the knots and ties keeping their hair out of their faces, and, voice rumbling deep in his chest, he tells them all that has happened in Reithwin the past while.

The many smells of dinner and the comforting scent of pipe tobacco mingle with the fragrant herbs and the crackling fire then, and creates something that can only be described as the scent of home.

.............. and then all three just fuck absolute NASTY every day, in every configuration, and on every surface available for the next, oh, month or so.

[toonjuiced]

caregiver captain 3 🍏 [ x x x ] (REQUEST for @babyzapfish!)

adores you. flat out, that’s it. isn’t very verbal about that fact but shows it through their actions and a few choice physical gestures (pat on the head or shoulder, the occasional hug)

anything you could ask for, they’ll do their best to provide

you spend a lot of time sitting at the kitchen counter or following them around with your hand on their sleeve while they cook for you

honestly you spend a lot of time in general following them around attached to their clothes

is admittedly not the best at cooking, at least when you first start regressing around them, but they put a bunch of time into learning new recipes and trying out things they think you’ll enjoy

tries to set rules but is a complete pushover. if you say please more than a few times and pout a bit you can get away with anything

this especially applies to bedtime and dessert

if and when they finally manage to get you into bed, they’ll talk to you until you fall asleep. they’re on the quieter side, so hearing their voice for a long period of time always calms you down and makes you feel safe

helps you do little tasks, like settling into bed and getting up in the morning. brushing your teeth, getting you dressed, tucking you in

three likes keeping an eye on you as much as possible and will bring you to (safe!!) missions when they can, because they know you have fun getting outside

you get to spend a lot of time by proxy with callie and marie

three tries to keep them from giving you too much candy but they’re sort of like your rich, cool aunts

the squid sisters teach you their catchphrase and three finds it so cute to see you mimicking them

they’ll give you little things to do out in the field, like collecting a certain amount of small shells or inking a little bit of the turf around (they always keep a kid-safe splattershot jr. on hand for you to play with)

never lets you out of their line of sight

speaking of their sight: they have eyes like a hawk, and even faster instincts. if you’re about to trip, they 100% will catch you

good at keeping you out of harm’s way and somehow injuring themselves in the process. stubs their toe trying to keep you from falling over the coffee table, etc. little things like that

lets you rest in their captain’s hat or on their lap in squid or octopus form.. it’s very sweet

treats you often to little outings and always has sweets on hand to give to you

they notice once when you’re out in the field together that you love playing with the baby zapfish plushies, so they ask cuttlefish to make one especially for you

i mean. he can’t say no to the captain of the new squidbeak splatoon. (i think after the events of rotm you’d be a little scared of cuttlefish when small, but this helps you realize he’s not scary. you also realize he is the ideal size for playing with.)

this leads to you spending time chasing him around while he tries to get his grandkids or three (unsuccessfully) to help distract you so he can catch his breath

marie thinks this is absolutely hilarious. callie and three mostly find it cute. no one does anything to help him

lets you nap on the couch at the tentakeel outpost (marie helps especially to keep an eye on you there since she’s extra familiar with the location)