#plushie soother

[dreamdropcompanions]

hello. my name is Thompson. i am a F.A.O Schwarz giraffe. i am trans fem nonbianry and my pronouns are she/they. i am a protecor, caregiver plushie, and soother plushie. i protect, caregive and soothee other plushies, and my owners. in daydream worlds and IRL. giraffes are one of my owners' (the dreamdrop system) fav animal and i'm happy to support them. - Thompson

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[shuniverse]

rough patch ,,| l.f

🖋️ requested by anon!! this is such a cute idea I love it sm 🥺

1.1k words

💌 gn!reader, hurt/comfort, sad lixie 😭

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he’d texted you that night, just wanting to talk to you, be able to communicate.

then he called, and you could hear the faint sniffle in his voice as he sent his usual hello. it sounded sadder, more quiet than normal.

after a quite small amount of prying, just a simple ‘what’s wrong, lixie?’, he just started crying. it broke your heart as he poured out what he was feeling, the shuddering sobs wracking your own chest with a pang of sadness.

he’d confessed he didn’t feel confident in how he was performing, and no matter how hard he tried it couldn’t come out like he wanted.

of course, from your perspective, this was far, far from the truth. felix was, and is, and impeccable dancer, rapper, and singer, all on top of his stage presence, and that deep, velvety voice you adore oh so much.

you sighed softly when he’d finished, the teary call leaving a bit of a cloud over head. you told him you’d buy a ticket, leave within the next day or two.

he’d told you you didn’t need to, that he’d be okay, but you insisted. nothing hurts more than the literal sun himself seeming so clouded and sad.

so, with sweet ‘I love you’s’, you promised you’d be in Sydney to see him soon.

now, you’re on your way to him in a rented car, playing the playlist you and him created together. you’ve missed him so so much, and knowing of his struggles wasn’t helping anything.

as soon as you came to the hotel, you’re practically leaping and bounding out of your car, grabbing your luggage and the little cat plushie you’d bought for him, and dashing inside the hotel and up the stairs to his room.

you’re jet-lagged of course, but that doesn’t stop you. you knock softly on his door.

felix recognizes that knock anywhere, and he’s swinging the door open with enough force you’re worried he’ll break the poor thing.

as soon as he sees you, and your pretty smile and luggage and that cat plushie, his eyes well up with tears and he pulls you inside, closing the door, and hugging you tight.

he lets out a shaky sigh, before crying softly into your neck and shoulder, placing lazy kisses on the exposed skin from your tank top.

he moves his head to look at you with a lovesick smile and red, puffy, and wet eyes. you pout a bit, holding his face, brushing your thumb over his freckle-dusted cheeks.

his voice is rough and of a lower octave when he speaks finally. “I.. I’ve missed you, so much.”

you smile and kiss his nose. “I’ve missed you too, my dear lixie.”

he rubs little circles on to your hip with his thumb, and you just happily gaze into his beautiful coco brown eyes, which look so worn.

“my love,” he perks up to pay attention to your voice, ever the soother for him, “what’s got you so worked up?”

he gives a small frown, a cute one at that, and he sighs softly.

“shows have been enjoyable of course, but I’ve been feeling more stressed lately, more.. self conscious. I don’t feel good about what I’m doing and I can’t seem to get out of it. I try so so hard but.. nothing ever seems right. I just wish I knew why.”

it makes you sad to see him feel this way about himself, how he doubts his show-stopping talent. you want to help, and you’re set on doing so while you have him with you.

you kiss his jaw. “lixie, baby, it’s okay. I’m here now. my love, you’re and amazing performer. your vocals, dance, raps, and just raw talent are absolutely breathtaking. I wish I could help, is there any way I can? hell, I’ll even listen to you rehearse, I’ll watch, I’ll give my advice and many many many compliments. alsoo-“ you shut his eyes “- I got you a present, no peeking!”

he giggles, a big happy smile on his ethereal features.

you fish around your suitcase for the necklace you’d saved up to buy a couple days ago, and when you find it you smile, looking back at felix and holding it up. “open!”

he opens his eyes eagerly, but the cute smile on his face fades when he sees the necklace. not even two seconds later, tears are pricking at his waterline, and he pulls you in, sniffling. “oh, my love.. you’re the best..”

he softly cries, happily of course, and you rub his back, kissing his collarbone. “shh, shh, lixie baby it’s okay.. no need to cry..”

he pulls his head up and smiles at you, then looks at the necklace.

engraved in cursive spells the date of your anniversary, with two little hearts on either side. and on the back of the small gold pendant is engraved yours and felix’s initials.

he sighs shakily. “how.. how much was this?”

you smile. “not important, sunshine. let’s get some drinks and snacks, hm? we can watch a movie, relax, I’ll even give you a massage.”

he smiles, cupping your face and kissing you softly. “I would adore that my love, I’ve missed you so much..”

you’re wrapped in one another’s embrace, entertaining, massaging, talking, til night has covered the sky and felix’s eyes begin to droop.

you notice and kiss his forehead as he lays with his head atop your thighs. “let’s go to bed, sunshine.”

he smiles sleepily and nods, sitting up and walking with you to his bedroom. he strips off his big t-shirt, leaving him in only sweatpants, much to your enjoyment.

he smiles at you and sits on the edge of the bed as you strip a garment of clothing off, wanting to be just as comfortable as him. when you’re done, felix holds you and brings you to sit on his lap as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you both sit in comfortable silence, til he’s pulling you with him so he’s all the way on the bed, his head resting on a soft pillow, his fluffy blonde hair splayed across it. you smile and snuggle up to him, on top of him, and you make your head comfortable in the crook of his neck as your limbs entangle and wrap around one another.

he leaves a peck on your forehead, his voice deep and beautiful as he speaks. “goodnight, pretty. I love you so so much.. sweet dreams..”

you smile. “night-night, sunshine..”

and you fall asleep like that, holding each other, and you want the moment to last forever.

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I hope you enjoyed! also sorry for my hiatus I’ve been busy and tired and stressed 😭

I’ll do my best to keep posting content for you guys :))

[nostalgiclittlespace]

request: CG!Rosie and Little!Alastor

Plot: Rosie's trying to get Alastor to sleep but Al's being a cranky lil baby (Alastor's little age is newborn)

Hope you enjoy! Sorry if it’s scatter brained, I wrote this late at night 😅

SFW AGE REGRESSION FIC. DNI IF KINK, NSFW, PROSHIP, OR SIMILAR. DO NOT REPOST TO OTHER SITES

Title: A Fussy Fawn

Pairing: CG! Rosie x Little! Alastor

Word count: 940

Description: Despite Alastor’s insistence (and by that I mean his fussing) he definitely needs a nap. Good thing Auntie Rosie is always there for her fawn (fluff, hurt/comfort-ish)

A Fussy Fawn

Alastor was not tired.

He had made that clear on several occasions—first when Rosie suggested they have some quiet storytime, then when she tried cradling him with a bottle, and again when she offered him a pacifier.

Rather than the polite words or violent displays Alastor usually would have used to convey his thoughts, the upper rooms of Rosie’s Emporium were filled with fusses and shrieks at her attempts.  Though his powers had diminished to near nothing when he regressed, the radio sitting on the nightstand randomly switched channels and crackled with static and interrupted songs.  His shadows did not attack him or Rosie; instead, they too tried to soothe him by offering toys and gear at random.  Like Rosie, they had no success.

Yet, despite Alastor’s insistence, he definitely needed a nap.

The Radio Demon sat criss-cross on the red quilted blanket Auntie Rosie had made him many years before.  Cast aside plushies and toppled wooden blocks littered the ground around him, attesting to his displeasure as he whined once again.

“Young man,” Rosie said, soothing yet serious, “you know you will feel much better if you just take your paci.  Look, I even got your favorite one!”

Indeed she had.  The red plastic and its matching silk clip shone softly under the low nursery lights.  A small deer had been painted onto the center.  It even had his name on the handle!  

Nonetheless, Alastor showed no interest in the comfort item.

Rosie attempted to push the pacifier into his mouth, but to no luck.  As soon as the pacifier reached his lips, he popped it out of his mouth with a miserable screech.  He threw it away from himself, as if the silicone soother had somehow offended him.

“Alrighty then, no paci,” Rosie sighed, reaching across the play area for his plush alligator and offering that instead.  “How about this one?  Would you like to play with him?”

Alastor shook his head vehemently before flopping over onto his stomach in silent protest.  Well, actually it wasn’t all that silent.  Grumpy fussing emitted from his frame as he laid there like a slug.

After only a few seconds, his chest only took heavy breaths, his frame shaking slightly, and his ears pinned back against his skull.  As he cried miserably, Rosie sighed softly, feeling a loss for ideas.  Normally, Alastor would accept quiet time without question.  In fact, he preferred it to some of the noisier or messier activities they had tried.  So, what could have possibly interrupted their usual schedule?

Nonetheless, Rosie didn’t question his moodiness, nor scold him for his lack of manners.  Instead, she scooted a little closer and placed a hand on his back.  She found a soothing rhythm, tracing small circles like it was second nature.  To be fair, it most likely was.  

Despite being a cannibal, an Overlord, and having lived a life sinful enough to condemn her for eternal damnation, Rosie never lost her kindness nor her maternal instincts.  She took anyone under her wing, especially the children living in Cannibal Town.  Alastor was no exception.

The Radio Demon finally seemed ready to accept some form of comfort; Auntie Rosie’s comforting presence finally making some difference.  Unsteady as a newborn fawn, Alastor crawled a grand total of two steps before planting his face in Rosie’s skirt.  The dress’s soft fabric provided a gentle pillow, undoubtedly even more comforting than the blanket beneath them.

His fawn ears twitched as Rosie scratched them gently.  Gradually, they relaxed from where they had pinned backward and returned to their usual perked state.  His whines diminished too–instead replaced by soft sighs of contentment when Rosie pet his head just right.  Finally, he seemed ready to settle down.    

My, he certainly is one for dramatics, Rosie thought affectionately.  Even when this young, he must make a fuss about the little things.

  As Rosie’s fingers mused with his tufts of hair, Alastor’s body grew steadily limp.  As his blinks grew slower and his breaths deeper, his Caregiver carefully lifted him into her arms so he was no longer half-draped across the floor.  With motherly precision, she guided him into a strong yet gentle cradle.

With equal heed, she slowly stood up, then carried him over to the rocking chair.  Alastor stirred, blinking blearily as the movement disturbed his half-asleep state.  He whined sharply, threatening to undo all the work in soothing him.  However, Rosie eased away the baby’s complaint with practiced care.  Whispered hushes, a gentle rocking motion as she carried him, which continued as they lowered onto the wooden chair.  It glided back and forth, slow but sure.  

Rosie reached over to the radio sitting on the nightstand beside them, careful not to jostle Alastor’s delicate slip back into dreamland.  A couple dial turns later, the nursery’s smooth jazz resumed drifting through the air.  This time, Alastor’s powers did not disrupt the lulling notes.  He simply blinked slowly up at Rosie, who smiled back down at him.

“I think you’ve fought sleep for long enough, darling,” she chuckled.  “Rest now.  We’ll have plenty of play time later.”

Whatever had disturbed him, she could find out later.  For now, getting him to sleep was a much higher priority.

Thankfully, Alastor seemed to agree as his doe eyes drifted closed again.  He curled up, tucking his body closer to his caregiver’s.  Rosie, smiling fondly, reached for the spare blanket they kept on the rocking chair’s back, and draped it over him.   The peace enveloped the scene, Rosie’s worries melting away with Alastor’s miniature snores. Even if he is a bit cranky, Rosie thought, amused, he still is an adorable fawn.

[aidensteddybear]

little jake has an headache is extremely grumpy about it and tom is trying to figure out what's wrong ?

Regressor! Jake w/ Caregiver! Tom

It was almost an hour since Jake’s grumpiness started, and Tom had yet to catch a break from the sounds of whining and crying.

Jake’s bad mood had come out of nowhere. He and Tom were just sitting on the couch and watching tv together, when he suddenly became very upset.

Tom was normally able to figure out what Jake’s problem was and fix it fairly quickly. However, Tom had tried multiple things multiple times, but still couldn’t figure out what was bothering Jake.

When he tried to ask Jake what was wrong, Jake would only pout. When he attempted to give him something to eat or drink, Jake simply turned his head with an angry whine. When Tom tried to give him one of his toys, Jake would push or slap the toy away from him.

Tom tried other things, but still there was nothing that was improving Jake’s mood in the slightest.

At this point, Tom was thinking that Jake being in a bad mood wasn’t caused by anything and he just wasn’t in the best mood.

Though earlier, Jake was very happy and playful, so that probably wasn’t the case. Something had to be bothering him.

Currently, Tom had Jake cradled in his arms and was slowly rocking him. It wasn’t really helping Jake feel better, but Tom didn’t know what else to do.

Jake squirmed around some in Tom’s arms while whimpering. He sounded like he was going to start crying again, which made Tom frown as he looked down at Jake, who had a very pitiful look on his face.

“I’m sorry, Jake. I wish I knew what was bothering you so I could help you out better.” Tom told him, to which Jake whined at him in response.

Tom continued to rock him a little, as he grabbed the soother that was clipped onto Jake’s t-shirt.

“Do you want your paci? Would that make you feel any better?” This was probably about the one hundredth time Tom had offered Jake his pacifier, and every time he got the same reaction. Jake would turn his head and loudly whine.

“Alright then, you clearly don’t want your pacifier. What about…” Tom trailed off in thought, before continuing his sentence.

“..What about we try playing again? Yeah! I’ll go get some of your toys and we can play!” Before Jake could protest, Tom had already set him down on the couch and gone off to get some of Jake’s toys.

Jake whined out of frustration while he stomped his feet against the ground a few times. He wished Tom would just figure out what was bothering him, but he knew that wasn’t happening anytime soon.

And unfortunately for Jake, he couldn’t verbally communicate to Tom that he wasn’t feeling good and had a headache. He could only whine and cry until Tom would eventually realize what was wrong.

Tom soon came back to Jake with a few toys, consisting of some blocks, more stuffed animals, and a rattle. Tom set the items on the floor, then grabbed Jake and brought him over.

“Here, Jake! Do you want to play with your blocks? Do you want to build something with them?” Tom grabbed some blocks out of the bag they were in and handed them to Jake, who immediately pushed them away.

“No blocks? That’s okay! What about some plushies? I know you love your plushies!” Tom smiled as he offered Jake a stuffed animal. Though, Jake pouted and shook his head.

“So, no blocks or plushies? How about your favorite rattle, then?” Tom picked up the rattle and began to shake it for Jake.

Usually, Jake loved when Tom shook his rattle, but when he had a headache, he definitely had different feelings about it.

Tom was suddenly startled when Jake started to sob. His headache was only getting worse and, despite him really trying, Tom wasn’t making him feel any better.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, baby! I didn’t know that would make you more upset!” Tom apologized as he picked Jake up and began to carry him around the living room. Jake only cried harder, since Tom pacing with him wasn’t helping his headache.

Tom had no idea what he was doing wrong and why his attempts to make Jake feel better, only made him worse. At this point, Tom felt like he wanted to cry with him. He felt guilty for not being able to help him.

“It’s okay, Jake. I promise, I’m trying to figure out what’s wrong.” Tom stopped moving and just held Jake in his arms. Jake just cried and cried, showing no signs of calming down anytime soon.

The more Tom listened to Jake’s loud cries, the more he could hear what type of cry it was. To Tom, it sounded a bit like Jake was crying in pain.

Tom felt dumb for not asking Jake if he was in some sort of pain much earlier. What if he had a stomach ache or a headache? Tom could’ve done something about it a while ago.

“Baby, are you hurt? Is your tummy upset, do you have a headache?” Jake’s cries calmed a little as he nodded.

“Yeah? Can you point at what’s bothering you?” Tom watched as Jake pointed to his face, which Tom knew that probably meant he had a headache.

“Aww, Jake. You have a headache, sweet boy?” Jake sniffled and nodded. “Oh, my poor little baby. Let me get some medicine for you, okay? That should help a little.” Tom said.

Jake continued with his fussiness while Tom went to the restroom with him. He grabbed out a bottle of pills that helped with headaches and poured one into his hand.

Jake was very little today, so Tom knew he was going to be able to swallow the pill. Tom went to the kitchen, where he grabbed a bottle and filled it up with juice.

Once the bottle was filled, Tom began to crush up the pill, then put it in the bottle. He screwed the lid on and shook up the bottle as Jake watched him while whining.

“It’s okay, Jakey. This should help you feel better.” Tom told him as he carried Jake back to the living room.

Jake continued with his whining, until he was cradled again and Tom put the bottle up to his mouth. Luckily, this time Jake accepted the bottle and began to drink it.

When he finished, Tom set the bottle of the coffee table, then helped Jake get into a comfortable position.

Tom was really hoping that the medicine would kick in soon, he hated the fact that Jake didn’t feel well. He just wished he could’ve found out what the problem was sooner. Maybe then, Jake would’ve already felt better.

[ghosting-plural-userboxes]

hi! could we request a headmate pack? they have a kind of soft/pastel theme and they're also associated with stars, i don't know what the term for their role would be but they're protective and they help calm down other headmates when they're upset. also they would like feminine names and fem/neutral pronouns and genders!

Name(s): Aino, Ceri, Aimi 

Age: 2,500(Mentally 17-21)

Pronouns: She/Her

Neopronouns: Shy/Shyr, Vy/Vim, Shi/Zir, Sugar/Sugarself, Yume/Yumeself

Gender: Faesari, Femmegender, Yumefempresentic, Adorablecute, Magicagirlcute, Cutehoarder, Sinisweet, Angel?Girl, Cute, Ciarte, Hynagonia

Orientation: Bambi Lesbian, Asexual, Reciproromantic

Role(s): Comforter, Soother

Origin(s): Brainmade(?)

Species: (non biblical)Angel?

Likes: Sleeping, Dreams, Imagining fantasy lands, Pokemon, Animal crossing, Helping those she likes, Sewing, Plushies, Blankets, Cozy clothes

Dislikes: “Ugly” colors, Spring, Mosquitoes, Dogs, Bright lights, Math class, Seeing others hurt

Aesthetic: Yume Kawaii, Fairy-Kei, Magical Girl

Extra: Catkin, Creampuff, Strawberry Milk, Can sew pretty well, Knows basic sign language, Doesn’t actually speak using shyr mouth!

Handwriting: 

Color palette(s):

Song Suggestion: Where We Used To Play -Omori

Potential Faceclaim(s): 

Hopefully this is ok(I luv making cute headmate packs >.<!!)

requests are closed :D!

-02

[starsurface]

If it's not too much bother I would also like to request some more Little!Lord Raiden headcanons please thank you! 🥺❤️

-🦈

It's not a bother at all!! <3

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Regressor Lord Raiden Hcs pt 3

⛈️ I can’t believe I never spoke of this but I think Lord Raiden would really enjoy falling asleep to rain noises, especially Little Raiden

⛈️ It was Kitana who showed him them when he was small and she was babysitting him, and he was out like a light

⛈️ Raiden doesn’t have many regression items . . . Until his friends realize he doesn’t have many regression items

⛈️ Suddenly, he has a lot of things!! Some basic items, like some coloring books and crayons, but also some more harder to hide things, like those baby ring stacker things and some blocks!

⛈️ They’d get him those jumbo crayons too!! Cause they make him feel littler, also he has a habit of breaking normal crayons and it makes him really sad

⛈️ But the only problem is that they don’t tell him when they got him something, more times than not the object just appears on his bed

⛈️ . . . That does not mean the person who gave the gift is sneaky about it at all

⛈️ One time Jax literally put his name on the From card on a duck plushie

⛈️ ^ The plushie means the WORLD to Raiden . . . On his shelf, where it’ll stay safe

⛈️ Yeah he has a bit of a difficult time playing pretend and imagination, but toys like the ring stacks are fun for a bit!!

⛈️ He likes the blocks too, but one time Cassie knocked them over by accident and he keeps getting sad when he looks at them because his castle was destroyed once and he doesn’t wanna build another one now :(

⛈️ Speaking of Cassie, I think the Kombat Kids would think Little Raiden is very entertaining!!

⛈️ They’re used to big scary Lord Raiden, not a quiet Raiden that’s kicking the table leg because it’s funny

⛈️ They’re all candy bribers. Every single one of them.

⛈️ Lord Raiden would whine and complain about using pacis before trying them out

⛈️ He can't use that!! Hes a God! Protector of Earthrealm! What if someone sees? Or makes fun of him? Or his teeth get messed up? Did we forget the fact that he’s a God, not a mortal?

⛈️ But when he does, finally, use one, he's hooked

⛈️ He never sucked thumbs or used teether before, but likes having a soother anyways, they’re especially useful when he’s having a difficult time slipping or is having a difficult time in general

⛈️ His blankie is still his number one favorite object though, sorry Jax’s Duck

⛈️ ^ That duck also does not have a name, Fujin laughed when Raiden called it Duckie and Raiden refused to name it afterwards

⛈️ Another favorite activity Raiden has are those children activity books (whehter it’s a coloring book with activities, or those young children school help things)

⛈️ Most times he’s more of an age dreamer, so simple math or connect the dots are easier for him

⛈️ Plus if he does have any fuss, Fujin can easily help him solve the problem!!

⛈️ And Raiden still gets praised for figuring it out!! . . . Even though he didn’t do much work

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

So sorry this ones shorter than most!!

[littlehypnone]

Hi hypnooo! I've had a tough week and I'm craving some phantom fluff with perhaps cg Swiss? Or if you're up to it a cg copia! Maybe something about phantom waking up small, being left unattended, literally no one knowing he was little, walking around the ministry aimlessly, half asleep trying to look for someone, just carrying around his stuffed animal with a blanket draped around himself, paci in his mouth. little bat gets sad and whiny cus he doesn't know where everyone is, breaks down all of a sudden. Cg finds him, and they get all cuddly and stuff! But of course, take your time, only do this request of you want to! ❤️ Also i hope you're doing alright!!

im sorry you had a tough week, i hope its gets better soon. I scribbled this as soon as i could :)

950 words, little phantom (they/them), cg swiss, cg rain, some bad thoughts and fear of being left alone, but then cuddles!!!

Phantom woke up fuzzy. Nothing bad had happened, no bad dreams, they slept really well. So well that their mind slipped a bit, actually. It was alright, they’d find a big ghoul and get some cuddles. And breakfast, they thought as their belly rumbled.

The little ghoul tumbled out of bed, grabbing their plushie and their blanket with a yawn. They haven't really woken up yet. Phantom padded to the door but hesitated, looking at their bedside table, knowing there’s a soother in there. Finally, they decided it wouldn’t hurt, grabbed it and slipped it into their mouth before leaving the room.

With a few more yawns, they shuffled down the corridor of the den, looking around for any open doors. None were open, so Phantom opted for coming down to the common room. Someone must have been there, it was rarely empty.

Except it was.

Phantom walked in and they neither heard nor seen anyone. It was weird, all quiet and half-dark. It didn’t feel good.

They clumsily wrapped their blanket tighter around their shoulders and went to the kitchen. Maybe they would be able to get some snack themself and wait for a big ghoul for a proper breakfast. They weren’t allowed to try to cook when small and rightfully so.

Nothing was in a hands reach, though, so Phantom pouted and turned away, clinging to their bat. They got back to the common room and hopped up onto the couch, curling up under their blanket. They wanted to watch something, they’d get bored, but they couldn’t see the TV remote anywhere. Still, what if they turned it on and something bad would come up before they could find their favorite channel? No, it was better to wait for a big ghoul. Someone had to be about to come down, Phantom was sure.

But no one did. Not for another fifteen minutes at least and the little ghoul started to have doubts. Did they go somewhere? Did they leave them? Did Phantom forget about something? Something must’ve been wrong.

They decided to go walk through the corridor once again. Maybe this time they’d come across someone. They hoped they would.

Phantom went from door to door, not really eavesdropping, but listening in, looking for the sounds of… anything, really. If the pack was in there there should be sounds, right? But it was mostly quiet and minute after minute Phantom’s eyes were wetter and his bottom lip was wobblier. 

They were about to give up, feeling abandoned, and the tears were about to fall as they sat on the floor by one of the doors. They didn’t even know whose room it was, but they didn’t have anywhere else to go if nobody was in the den at all. They’d wait and maybe someone would come back.

Phantom curled up under the blanket, their bat pressed tightly to their chest as they rested their head on their bent knees. Their tummy felt weird and their head was getting even more fuzzier. They tried to keep from crying, they were a brave ghoul, but it was too much. They didn’t understand where everyone was.

Phantom cried silently into their blanket, slouching on the floor. They didn’t notice the door cracking open and Swiss stumbling out of the room.

“Bug?” he mumbled, obviously sleepy, as he knelt down in front of the quintessence ghoul. They lifted their head, just an inch, and Swiss’ chest squeezed at the big, teary eyes. “Oh, baby… What happened?”

The multi ghoul wrapped an arm around them and pulled them into his lap, cradling them against his chest.

“W– woke up and– and nobody was h– here,” Phantom hiccupped, clinging to Swiss tightly.

“Antsy, baby, we haven’t gone anywhere,” he whispered into their ear as he swayed them gently side to side. “It’s just early, nobody left the rooms yet. You know we would never leave you. Anyone would take you in if you only knocked.”

“I– I’m s– sorry.”

“No, you didn’t do anything wrong, buggy,” Swiss assured, before going to pick them up. “It’s alright. Nobody has gone anywhere.”

“Mhm,” the little ghoul hummed and nuzzled under the other’s chin, sniffling. Swiss was so warm and soft and he smelled so nicely Phantom couldn’t help but purr.

“There we go.” The multi ghoul smiled and closed the door to his room behind them. Phantom smelled something familiar, but not Swiss-like, and they wondered for a second what it was, but–

“Hi, baby bat,” they heard and perked up, looking over Swiss’ shoulder. They saw Rain snuggled up in the nest on the multi ghoul’s bed.

“Rainy!” they cheered and Swiss chuckled as he put Phantom down on the bed. They crawled over to Rain and threw their arms around him. “Thought you were all gone…”

“We would never, Tommy,” the water ghoul assured, holding them close. Swiss threw a comforter over Phantom and tucked them in, cuddled safely against Rain’s chest. Their purr kicked up again and the multi ghoul smiled.

“I’ll go get you a snack, buggy,” he said and turned to go, but a loud whine coming from the little ghoul stopped him.

“‘s not…” they mumbled. “Later? P– please, cuddles?”

How could Swiss say no to that sweet little creature?

He turned and crawled into the nest, too, gluing himself to Phantom’s back and cuddling them from behind. The little ghoul’s body rattled with their content purr, unbelievably loud for such a small thing. It could very well challenge Omega’s own, loud, rattly purr.

But it didn’t matter. What mattered was that Phantom was now happy, snuggled in between two ghouls who loved them, who’d always keep them safe and who’d never, ever, leave them.

[jellyfish-nursery]

Could you do cg head cannons for stardust cookie by any chance :33

Stardust Cookie || Caregiver Headcanons 🌌

Although I don’t know much about him, I think I can really get creative here knowing his concept :o

» Stardust Cookie was confused at first when you asked him to be your caregiver— After all, he’s still learning about earth-bread concepts! Especially less common ones. But after a thorough explanation, he lovingly accepted your offer.

» He loves picking you up and flying you around during the night, showing you all the stars and lovely colors of the nebulas <3 He tends to avoid any place with lots of light pollution so you can *really* see everything.

» If he made you a nursery he’d totally space theme it- Example, if you’re a baby regressor and like big sized cribs, he’d get you one of these: Space themed crib soother , and definitely one of these plushies: star belly dream lite

» Calls you his “little star”, “baby star”, and nicknames of the like! If you’re a boy regressor and like more masculine themes and such, he’ll call you his “brave little comet” sometimes, or just “little comet”

» He can get a bit protective sometimes, well.. he’s more just worried about you getting hurt. If someone is making you uncomfortable or feel unsafe, he’ll try to politely tell them to go away- if that doesn’t work, there’s always that bird-like form he can take to scare them off

» After learning about them, he adores lullabies and bedtime stories. He’ll never pass up the opportunity to read a little fable or two to you

[dreamdropcompanions]

1/27/24 | Nina, or Nin. she/her pronouns. a plushie we've had since age 13 or 14. Shane and the system went through most of our hospitalizations with her. she means a lot to us. she is a caregiver and soother and protector plushie. she protects us. one of our oldest ESSA besides Monkey. she is very loved and used. we had to sew her back up he neck and back. she was a thrift store find. she's a baby toy for a crib. we think we still have the music box but it makes stuff for babies. thumping like a heartbeat, and ocean and jungle noises. we are really struggling so we sewed her up and cuddle and daydreamed about her and other plush paras. she's dating Sheeply and she also has a foster child with DID. we love her. we missed her. she's one of the system's favorites.. we love you Nina - blurry dreamdrop system

[dre4ml4nd-st4rlight]

Angelic Ball-joint Doll Req by Anon ; TY for the requests !! They were the first requester I just got to the other person first. This Anon has 3 other reqs that will be coming soon :3

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「 ✦ Base ID ‘ s ✦ 」**

╰┈➤ names : Angel , Seraphine , May , Zephiyel , Ithurial , Mystic , Aethereal , Ether ,

╰┈➤ Pronouns : she/her , it/its , they/them , doll/dolls , ey/eirs , pet/petals , wing/wings , cute/cute , magi/magics , bear/bears , dar/darlings , ae/aers ,

╰┈➤ Titles : ⌞ name ⌝ The Angelic / Cherubic / Divine , ⌞ prn ⌝ Divinity , The Winged Darling ,

╰┈➤ Genders : pangender , lovegender , angelcoric , pinkcoric , andollic , darlingadored ,

╰┈➤ Orientations : pansexual , arospec ; aegoromantic , objectum / conceptum ( wands + magical items , plushies )

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ other id ‘ s ๋࣭⭑ ꩜ ˎˊ˗

☾ Cis - Doll ; ball jointed doll , innocent , angel-kin , deity-kin , otherkin , lolita ,

⟡ Trans - transwitch , angel , seraphim , deity , cherub , magical girl , transeyes ; rainbow eyes, shape eyes (spirals, stars, hearts, and paw prints)

ᯓ★ 「 ✦ Roles + Alter Functions ✦ 」. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

protector in training , innocence holder , spiritual alter , soother , emotional processor

Seraphines role is to hold and safeguard innocence- In dollself and in other alters. she is training to be a protector, but for now cute just does its best to protect innocence and safeguard it. Ae protect with: spiritual intervention (prayer to the angels, using angelic magic petself) , regression (age/pet/any) , and emotional soothing (calm words/actions, self care stuff)

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favorite colors: White, pinks

hobbies / interest : hello kitty , learning magic , watching cute anime (sailor moon, Lucky Star, etc), reading , practicing magic

Eir Divinity wants to become a very high magical being - a witch, and angel, maybe even a god. It wants to do so for personal euphoria and to gain strength to protect the system. dar really wants someone to help her learn magic.

Their space in their system looks like a palace courtyard. It is filled with plant and animal life, and pretty much only has the colors pinks, white, and black. The only thing that changes color is whatever is brewing in the giant cauldron in the center. Ey study magic here , and with enough energy can use the cauldron to create innocence if needed.

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[stickersheetbunny]

What mods do u use :0

hiya, for minecraft i use the following mods

luna's toy box, just some soothers/pacicraft, just enough items, plushy+, decocraft, macaw's furniture/doors/fences and walls, and cluttered

i play on version 1.18.2 and the shader i use is called BSL shaders. hope this helps!

[everybodyshusband]

Do you have any thoughts on regressed Aether or Mountain? *shoves a bikkie into your pocket and runs to work*

thank you for the bikkie, troob !! <3 and thank you both for the asks !! i'm combining your asks (i hope that's alright) and this'll be one big ol' post about my current hcs for regressed ghouls :D

(under the cut)

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when he’s regressed, aether is maybe around 7-ish years old (he and mountain are the two ghouls that don't tend to regress quite as young as the others). he likes kid’s cereals and orange juice for breakfast, and he’s always ridiculously sleepy in the mornings (some things don't change; he's ridiculously sleepy every morning, especially when he isn't regressed). he pretends to be too old and mature to hold cirrus’ hand, but if she thinks he needs a hand to hold, she knows how to trick him into it (usually with a "oh, aeth, this movie's really scary, isn't it? can you hold my hand and keep me safe?" when the scarier scenes in his favourite movies come on). his favourite game is doctors, and all he needs to do to get a playmate is pull the cutest little puppy dog eyes on swiss before the multi ghoul is dramatically collapsing to the ground with a cry of "oh, no, doctor aether! i've got a boo-boo on my knee, can you fix it??"

mountain tends to regress to 10 or 11 years old. he still loves his garden, and could spend all day digging for worms and climbing trees all around the abbey's grounds. he could live off of those chocolates that look like rocks, but he also can, and will, with zero regrets, sneak into primo's garden and eat his vegetables right off of the plant (most of primo's broccoli plants have ghoul teeth-shaped bites taken out of them, right in the centre). his favourite days out are picnics in the woods, especially with rain and cumulus. they'll sit on the picnic blanket and make daisy chains for each other and mountain while the earth ghoul pretends to go on important expeditions around the forest (all within sight of his supervising ghouls, but don't tell that to mountain) and excitedly comes back every so often for a snack, a daisy chain, and to recount his adventures.

i've thought/written about regressed rain quite a lot, (and my hcs for them keep changing, haha!) but in my defence, he's just so stinking cute, and the rest of his pack thinks so too. they consistently regress to about 3 or 4 years old, and he is absolutely obsessed with dinosaurs. he doesn't actually know a lot about dinosaurs, but he can talk about how cool they are for hours and hours if he's asked. they love hanging out with swiss when they're regressed because they insist that "swissy" gives the best hugs and loves rain's dinosaur plushies the most out of everyone. he tends to get a lot of pain in his legs when he's small because he toddles around with his feet turned in and that position makes his legs hyperextend a lot more than usual, but not to worry! they have a special set of crutches they use when they're regressed that are covered in ribbons and dinosaur stickers and coloured foam to help keep them feeling small even when they're using adult sized crutches (if he's wandering around on his own, he tends to forget about the crutches, but if he's with the other ghouls, they'll usually remember for him). i'm sure there's more i could say about regressed rain but i'll leave it at that for now :)

dewdrop's regressed age is a bit of a mix. some days he's more of a toddler and other times he's an infant (he's also been known to regress to the same age as aether, but that hasn't happened very often). he's very clingy, always needing hugs or a hand to hold or a touch of some kind to be in a good mood. when he isn't regressed he has an oral fixation and that doesn't change when he's little; he loves his dummies and teethers (he has little dummy clips for them that slip around his neck so he doesn't have to worry about holding onto a soother when he isn't using it) and if he's ever without one then something's not right. when he's an infant, he loves cuddling with cumulus. he'll sit on her lap for hours and hours, cuddling up with her and sleeping for as long as she'll let him (he's a bit like a cat in that aspect; once he sits himself on her lap, cumulus knows she won't be able to move for a good few hours)

no one has a clue as to where swiss gets his energy from. whether he's an older toddler or a child, he loves moving around, especially dancing (when he's regressed it's less of a dance and more of a wiggle but shh). ...that's the extent of my current hcs for him really, the little guy just really loves to boogie KJSFHJKDH he also really loves squeezy yoghurts and fruit pouches

(i still don't know what to call him, but) the new ghoul regresses quite small. either a really young toddler or an infant. they're not a big fan of dummies/pacis (whatever you want to call them) but they love teethers. he'll sink his teeth into one of those bad boys and be happy for the rest of the day (they're one of those babies that barely chews on the teether. they'll just kind of have it in their mouth and gnaw on it softly with their mouth still mostly open). he also loves snuggling up with the ghoulettes, but he's quite attached to zephyr, too! they'll curl up in zephyrs lap and let the old air ghoul read to them softly until they fall asleep.

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i think that's about it !! i've only thought about the ghoulettes and other era ghouls as caregivers rather than regressors, but if i come up with any regressor hcs for those guys i'll put them in the reblogs :)

[halobah]

Ccould we please have a plushie/plushkin headmate themed after rabbits and vintage cartoons? Preferably male aligned + a protector/comforting role. Thank you. -🪐🔪

Hi!! This was an absolute joy to make, i hope you love it as much as i loved making it!!

☆ name(s): trix, hopper, bugs, harv

☆ age: early 30's

☆ pronouns: he/him, they/them, bun/buns

☆ appearance: An anthropomorphized plush rabbit, with grey fur and a white spot across the torso. about average height (perhaps a bit short!) and their ears etend above their head, bending slightly downwards towards the top. There are a few small mats in bun's fur, indicating being well-loved and familiar.

☆ personality: a bit of a trickster, they tend to soothe in times of stress. incredibly loyal and protective, but much prefers to "kill 'em with kindness" so to speak! very good conflict resolution skills and a tendency to provide support after conflict rather than prevent conflict in the first place. always willing to remind you that he loves you <3

☆ orientation(s): gay, grey ace

☆ gender(s): transmasc

☆ emoji sign off: 🧸

☆ front triggers: old warner brothers shows (animaniacs, tom and jerry, etc), newspaper cartoons, carrots

☆ sys role: protector, caretaker, soother

as always, you are free to change anything you would like. at the end of the day, they are going to be your headmate and should be how you like <3 well wishes!

[lefluoritesys]

We are currently on a trip and are walking in a mall. Went into a seemingly uninteresting store. And I saw a capybara plush, the exact one we wanted to buy when we get back from our trip. Fun fact about capybaras, our sexual protector adores them to the core of their being.

And that is the story of how I got booted from front the second we saw that plushie, and came back to it in our arms, outside the store, 20 dollars spent.

We were warned about such things happening when we were first figuring the system stuff out, but I would have never expected it to work that literally, that well, and not only with littles.

(Clarification: I am not mad at our sexual protector for spending the money on a plushie. Whatever makes them happy. However, I am still going to act like I am done with this system because it is fun and makes all of us laugh. /pos)

-Physical protector & external soother