#real pet regression

[pvmpkinzz]

real picture of me going to bed

[lifenconcepts]

People have always had certain experiences, only now there seem to be more definitions, explanations, terms, and words to piece them together in a way that makes sense for others too.

No longer trying and guessing with metaphors and literal phrases, now it’s “I was born to be a dog. I was a dog. I am a dog.” vs the poetical sorrow of “running along the road with the stray dog feeds me a sense of relief that no comforting mother could have gave, a little sense of home among the hounds as they howl within the nights, their voices reverberating within my chest as apart of my own, my fingers ache to mimic their claws as I feel as though I could just wag my tail, right then and there.”

[little-pup-pip]

Would you be able to do a masc/gender neutral leaning moodboard for a puppy regressor? with dinosaur themed things and mostly greens and browns? no paci pls. thank you!!

Sure!!

[mossymenagerieart]

puppy and emil sketches before I go to bed!

lore wise, Wolf is a shapeshifter and has different forms and turns into Puppy as a coping mechanism or for fun. And Emil is his caretaker when this happens. lore aside, I like drawing puppyboys getting cuddled :] helps me process stuff and I get fun drawings at the same time

[prince-coping-regressions]

Jimmy Life Series team banners for SFW interaction :3 Jimmy is my fav member teehee. These are intended for Agere/Petre blogs. Free to use idc! <3

[octocurse]

You ever just feel so puppy

NS-FW and K1NK DNI .

[gooberemotes]

not a request, but could i also make an emotes blog?

⭐🍒

Absolutely! I don't own emojis blogs, anyone can start an emoji blog if they really wanted too! Infact there are so many wonderful creators within the emoji community!

Though I want to let everyone know who is thinking about starting a emoji blog stuff I wish someone would've told me before I started, this stuff takes a lot of energy so I'd advise you to take breaks when needed! And dont feel guilty to turn down a request! You as a person are not obligated to tend to everyones wants!!

And here's the number one thing I wish I would've known before joining the emoji community, unfortunately there are a lot of problematic people within our community, people who trace, steal, or edit emojis of other creators. The best advice I can give you is be creative, don't feel like you have to copy others to be successful.

To anyone thinking of starting an emoji blog I say go for it we need some more good people in our community, maybe you can be the start of a change <3

[farmdog]

shadow, the sheep-dog (1948)

illustrated by lucy gee

[pupzzz]

Imaginary/play pretend caregiver>>

[rapemurderandkillallageres]

More like “Let all turn into the lost boys and avoid all responsibilities that will help benefit us and make us feel better while posting stuff that appeals to fetish material “pastel, rainbows, puppies and sunshine””goo goo gaga, uwu hweoo” fetish shit.

is that simple guys just to get rid of this and be an actual responsible person

number one grow up

number two get a life number

three go to college

number four make actual friends who don’t participate stuff like this.

[alittlevampyreandherteddybear]

Vladdy and I are drawing "minipets" (my imaginary virtual pet franchise)

[littletism]

what my life is like as a permaregressor, and common misconceptions!

cw: long post!

being a permaregressor i think is sometimes viewed as a want by a lot of people in the community. i see many posts of people saying they wish they were permaregressors, how awesome life would be to be one, etc.

and that's fine! im not here to tell you i hate my life as a permaregressor, far from it. but it's definitely not all sunshine and rainbows, at all.

for those who don't know, i am a teen permaregressor. bodily i am 20 years old, but i am permanently regressed to about 13-16. this means i never really leave this headspace. i never grew up.

so, what's it like? not really all that different from the life of any other adult, really. i'd say the big major differences are that i don't feel like i relate to any other adults around me, and i have a more childlike/naive view on a lot of things than other people my age. i'd say it pretty heavily affects my stress levels though. i am also wildly more immature than people my age.

do i have the ability to act my age? absolutely. masking is a thing permaregressors are more than capable of doing. i have to mask in order to get through life, especially as someone who works full time to provide for myself and help out my family with bills and such.

it's really hard being a permaregressor in the real world, though. i have a pretty busy life outside of tumblr, i work, i take care of my pets, i see my family often, i go out with friends often, i do the grocery shopping for the house by myself a lot of the time, etc! its really quite stressful to do all of these big adult tasks when you feel smaller than everyone around you.

one big problem i see permaregressors who are bodily adults face, is the constant Infantilization we receive, often from other regressors. because we never fully leave our headspaces, we're told we can't do adult things because we can't consent (ex; to things like alcohol or drugs or other adult stuff). this is horrendously untrue, and many of us do not want to be treated like we're actual children. many of us WANT to lead normal adult lives. of course i want to be treated like im little when im regressed to a toddler or a kiddo, of course i wouldn't want to do adult stuff in THOSE headspaces, because they aren't permanent! i'm stuck like this for the rest of my life, and i shouldn't let it define me or force me to be a certain way. im bodily an adult and therefore i expect to be treated like one when in my permaregressed headspace.

i truly do believe this community should be a bit more educated on permaregression. i think people definitely look at it with rose-colored glasses. i also hope no one, especially other permaregressors, found this post to be too pessimistic! i love being a permaregressor, and i think everyone who is one should be allowed to love being one as well.

xoxo

[daddyreid]

helping hands.

pairing: daddy!steve harrington x reader, dom!eddie munson x reader (fem/afab reader)

summary: you and steve are having some trouble getting you to fit him, so he takes you to his friend eddie, who is happy to help.

warnings: NSFW, 18+, MINORS DNI! porn with little plot, established dom/sub relationship, daddy kink, a bit of dd/lg (no age regression), mentions of losing virginity, extremely desperate reader, fingering, voyeurism, threesome (?), m/m/f, pet names (sweetheart, darling, bunny), kinda size kink (?)

"go ahead, sweetheart. tell eddie what problem we've been having." steve urges you gently, looking sympathetically at your blushing face and then back to his friend.

the words are stuck in your throat when steve first makes the request. you look up at him and whimper, feeling more humiliated with every second that passes.

“it’s okay, y/n. he’s here to help.” steve reassures you, and eddie nods in agreement, giving you a kind and empathetic smile from where he sat on his bed.

"i... i can't take him." you admit quietly, heat rushing through your whole body. you were so embarrassed that it had taken this long, that you had been with steve for months and you still hadn't been able to fit him. steve had been so patient, prioritizing your pleasure over physically fitting inside you, and found lots of other ways to make you feel good (really, really good).

but you wanted more, and you were starting to get fed up with your own body's limitations. luckily, steve's friend eddie was the local BDSM expert, and was more than happy to help when he heard that steve harrington's pretty girl needed some help fitting her daddy.

"you can't take his what, darling?" eddie prods, leaning forward with his hands folded in his lap. he looks at you expectantly, blinking as he waits patiently for your response.

"his cock!" you finally cried. "i want to ride him so bad but i can't fit!" you cover your face with your hands, feeling more embarrassed than ever. steve's hand lands on your back, rubbing soothing circles against the exposed skin.

"ooh," eddie tsk's. "that's no good. we have to fix that, sweetheart." he turns to steve. "we've got to stretch her out, harrington." he said, matter-of-factly. "may i?"

steve turns to you for approval, as you do to him. "i'm scared." you admit, looking into his eyes. "but i want to try. i want to be able to take you." you mumble. steve smiles at your persistence, kissing you on the forehead. "then let's give it a try." eddie pretends to be interested in something on the ceiling while you talk. "alright, munson, be gentle with her. any funny business and i knock your ass out of this trailer, got it?"

"i wouldn't dream of it, harrington." eddie turns to you. "gonna take real good care of this pretty girl." you blush and he gently strokes your cheek, the cool metal of his rings sending a chill up your spine. "can't do it without you, though, harrington- need you to get her warmed up."

steve gladly pulls you into his lap and crashes his lips onto yours, definitely kissing you harder now that someone was watching. eddie bit his lip as he saw you quickly get lost in steve's kiss, whining and grabbing at his shirt for more. you completely forget about your surroundings as your mouths molded together and steve slips his tongue in your mouth, grabbing a fistful of your hair to hold you even closer. you feel your heartbeat moving down your body, the extraordinary passion coming from steve becoming intoxicating. you push yourself down onto his lap, and steve adjusts himself so his knee is inbetween your legs, the denim causing just enough friction against your core.

you whine again, beginning to moan in steve's ear, just loud enough for eddie to hear on the other side of the bed. eddie lets out an involuntary groan, quick to cover it with a barely convincing cough. steve smirks and pulls away from you, his hold on your hair keeping you in place as he turns to eddie.

"she sounds great, doesn't she?" he prompts, raising an eyebrow at his friend. eddie can't take his eyes off of you, your doe eyes staring up at steve impatiently, knuckles turning white as you gripped his shirt in desperation. "you wanna hear for yourself?"

"in a little. keep going." eddie decides, leaning back to watch from a better angle.

steve keeps working his magic on you until you're begging for his touch, trying to push his hands off your hips and onto your belt loops. steve gets the message and slips his hand under the denim of your shorts, his fingers finding their way to the center of your panties. the pads of his index and middle fingers gently brush your core, steve groaning at the feeling of you dripping through the fabric. "fuck, baby." he sucks in through his teeth, pushing slightly more forward. eddie's mouth waters as he imagines what you feel like, growing slightly jealous that steve's hands are the ones in your panties instead of his- but he knows his time is coming, so he waits patiently and chooses to enjoy the show.

"daddy, please." you beg, voice barely above a whisper. "please touch me." you're whimpering, giving steve the biggest puppy dog eyes that you can muster. steve bites his lip to hold in a groan, looking at you with blown pupils and his own flushed cheeks. you look so perfect for him like this, desperate and begging for his touch, willing to let his friend watch because you wanted to fuck him so badly. to put it simply, he felt on top of the world.

"deep breath in, baby." he says, not wanting to deny you any longer, and he lets his middle finger slide through your wetness and into your core, hissing as he feels how unbelievably tight you are. "good girl." he praises as you accept him, letting your head fall back. he takes this as a sign to start moving, and begins slowly pumping his finger in and out of you.

"oh, my god.." you let out a nearly pornographic moan, loving the delicious feeling of steve's finger inside you. your walls aren't used to any type of stretch, and steve's finger reaches spots that you've never felt before. you start to match his rythym, grinding your hips forward and steve can't help his cock from growing so hard that even eddie notices. "good fucking girl." he hisses, eyes blown with lust as he watches you fuck yourself on his finger. "you want another one, baby?"

"yes, please, daddy," you whine as you slowly bounce on his digit. steve begins to get lost in his arousal, as do you, his animalistic instincts taking over at the sound of your mewling voice. he forgets all about the previous incidents and begins sliding a second finger into you, inching his way up to his middle finger. you both should have seen this coming but unfortunately, just as they have too many times before, steve's fingers burn too much, and you have to squeak out your safe word.

steve halts his actions and pulls out of you immediately, quickly wrapping both arms around your frame and pulling you tightly against his heaving chest. he doesn't even glance at eddie, who is also quite worried, but steve is laser focused on you. "are you okay, bunny?" he whispers, stroking your hair with one hand, while the other stays tightly around your waist. you nod into his shoulder, simply frustrated with the growing feeling of deja vu. you groan against steve's skin, trying not to mentally beat yourself up.

meanwhile, eddie is watching intently, doing his best to properly analyze every move you make. "hey, are we all good here?" he asks sincerely as he cocks his head to the side. you nod into steve’s shoulder in response, avoiding direct eye contact with the man on the other side of the bed.

“we can’t continue unless i hear you.” eddie gets serious for a second, reminding you of the rules he set before you three began your session. steve runs your back reassuringly again, and you find the courage to speak.

“yes…. ‘m just embarrassed….” you mumble, finally locking eyes with eddie again. his heart stings as he looks into your desperate and pleading gaze.

"you have nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart." eddie smiles warmly. "this is what you came to me for." he shifts his weight, rolling up the sleeves of his leather jacket and leaning forward. "can i try something?" he asks and you bashfully nod. something about eddie made you trust him, and you felt in your heart that he truly wanted to help both you and steve.

you sigh, twitching your nose as you sniffle. "i don't know what's wrong with me..."

"hey, there's nothing wrong with you, darling." eddie interrupts. "i think you need to let that pretty head of yours relax and just focus on your daddy, can you do that for me?" he whispers. you nod again.

eddie motions for steve to turn you around and he obeys, flipping your body so your back is flush against his chest, one of his hands draped across your stomach, the other still underneath your waistband. eddie stays in his spot for the moment, his eyes grazing over you before he tells steve to take off your shorts.

"are you okay with that, sweetheart?" he asks kindly, placing his large, warm hands on your knees. you nod shyly, blushing as steve presses kisses to your neck and begins to slide the denim down your legs. once the material leaves your hips, eddie is biting his lip at the sight in front of him: your pale pink panties with a wet spot spread across the core, the bulge of steve's fingers evident as they wait for eddie's instruction. "panties, too, sweetheart." he gives you a sympathetic smile as you gently lift your hips up and steve removes the fabric, shifting into the perfect position to put you fully on display for eddie. when he's done, your legs are spread, steve's knees keeping them apart, his finger hovering outside your aching cunt. your glistening core is right in front of eddie, leaking desperation onto his bedsheets.

"start again." eddie instructs, and his cock hardens when he sees steve's digit disappear inside of you, reappearing soaked in your wetness. you begin to moan steadily again, you and steve getting lost in your rythym fairly quickly. eddie gets lost in a trance of watching you, your cunt puffy and your head thrown back against steve's shoulder as you whine and moan for him.

eddie leans forward now, his knees pressed against yours. "can i touch you, sweetheart?" steve pauses his motions and presses an extra long kiss against your jaw, whispering barely audible "it's okay" 's into your hair. you decide to tell eddie 'yes' and he grins before springing into action.

his hands immediately land on your breasts, squeezing and kneading them with more force than steve had ever dared try. it feels fantastic, and you're wondering how the thought of playing rough has never crossed your mind. steve resumes fingering you, and the new feeling of pleasure coming from three directions has you panting and groaning between the two men. eddie can tell you're enjoying yourself and reached one hand up to catch your jaw, squeezing just enough to gain control of your movements. he turns your head toward steve, forcing you two to make eye contact as steve pumps in and out of you, directing you to "keep your eyes on your daddy, pretty girl." steve smiles at you, breathing slightly heavy from his pace, but happy to have you so close nonetheless.

eddie pulls away and begins directing steve, but you don't hear him. looking into steve's eyes, every worry you have melts away, leaving you in a blissful state of pleasure and comfort. you don't even realize when steve's ring finger prods your entrance and successfully join his middle. you're so preoccupied in staring at the man you love, you only realize when he begins pumping with both fingers, and you feel your walls stretching around him. you gasp, eyes widening to meet steve's as you look at each other with pure joy and excitement.

"that's two, baby." steve grins proudly at you through thrusts and you giggle, taking a second to press a sincere kiss to his lips as he continues. two of his fingers now hit that spongey spot and you let out a squeak. eddie brings his hands back to your body, one resting on your hip, the other reaching down to find your clit. he begins rubbing slow circles on the button and you sigh, quickly becoming overwhelmed with the pleasure. steve is relentless, your moans fueling every stroke of his hand, biting and sucking on your neck to keep you close. eddie massages your breast with his free hand, the other picking up the pace as he and steve attempt to bring you to release.

"fuck, daddy, eddie," you slur, your toes curling and thighs burning as they work their magic on you. "i think 'm gonna come."

"gonna be a good girl and come for daddy, princess?" steve asks out of habit, biting his lip and angling his palm to thrust into you even deeper. eddie leans forward to suck on the other side of your neck, whispering in your ear:

"come on, sweetheart, soak stevie's fingers." he encourages, and something in you is compelled to do exactly as he says. the coil snaps and you begin to gush all over steve's hand, your juices coating both his and eddie's fingers. "that's it, baby." eddie coos, and steve chimes in; "such a good fucking girl for daddy."

steve is panting as he pulls out of you, immediately bringing his fingers up to his mouth and licking them clean, feeling satisfied as he savors the taste of you.

"you were right, harrington." eddie groans through gritted teeth, eyes completely fixated on you. "she sounds like a dream."

[zorb-petre]

Pet Regression Activities - Puppy Regressor !!

Here are some activities you can do while puppy-regressed :3

Eat dry cereal like yummy kibble

Practice sit, stay, lie down, paw, speak, play dead, and other tricks

Sniff sniff sniff everything

Wiggle!! Puppies love to wiggle their tails and whole bodies

Chewww

Play fetch

Take a nap on a cozy dog bed (can make one out of blankets/pillows)

Go for a walk (even around the house) on all fours

Eat Scooby Snacks like doggie bones

Bark bark bark!!

Chase a real or pretend squirrel

Play tug-of-war

Roll around over and over yippee !! :3

Make/look at puppy stimboards

Decorate a dog collar

Play Simon Says to follow commands like a good puppy

Pick out toys at the pet store

Take puppy toys into the bathtub

Put socks on your hands and feet for paws

Go awoooo !!

There are so many ways to have fun as a pup! :D

[nostalgiclittlespace]

Responsibility and Regression

One thing I don’t think is discussed enough in the agere community is regressors who are very responsible and mature outside of headspace. There’s so much infantilism surrounding age regression, even within the community itself, that the maturity of the regressor themself is often left out of the picture.

Even though we regress, plenty of us are perfectly responsible adults outside of headspace. We have jobs. We have families. We have pets, cars, bills, etc—just like the rest of the world. Just because someone is a regressor doesn’t automatically (and most of the time doesn’t!) make them “immature” or “childish.”

Yes, there is some amount of ‘Peter Pan’ in us; we have latched onto a safer, younger headspace for our mental health’s benefit. But that doesn’t make you an incapable adult. Even perma-regressors should be recognized for their maturity; they have to manage their lives even inside of that younger-headspace. And that’s really remarkable. It can be tough trying to fit all these real-life problems into regression. Everyone struggles with the overwhelming sense of insecurity the world has thrown at us, which feels even heavier when you have a child’s headspace. I know I’ve said this for numerous problems before, BUT BE KIND TO YOURSELF! Be patient as you figure it out! You can do it!

So take this as your reminder that (1) You are a valid regressor is you have a mature life outside of Little Space, (2) That regressors don’t have to fit into the boxes of “adults who refused to grow up,” and (3) It’s okay to struggle with that responsibility as well.

Little Space can be an escape from these problems, and that doesn’t:t make you incapable, or less worthy than non-regressors. You’re awesome, alright? Lots of love, everyone, and happy regressing

-Marty

[purrrtasticsnake]

Jungwon

Imagine: Jungwon as your sub:

Pairing: sub!Jungwon x femdom!reader

Warning: light smut, BDSM themes, petplay, free use, implied mommy kink

• Funishments: He loves bratting, but that does come with a prize (a very fun one). He doesn't necessarily always get punished if it's not that serious, but he receives funishments all the time (Which is something he doesn't mind at all). 

So when he's getting naughty, you quickly pull him aside, and teach him a little lesson. This mostly involves spanking or any other type of impact play. As long as he gets bossed around, he's happy. Just for fun, you still make him apologize for whatever he did to get into this position.

One of his ways to set you off, is by acting like a brat in public. Because that makes it harder for you to discipline him without other people noticing. But if you can't wait to get back home, you just pull him away from your surroundings, into an alleyway. Give him some good smacks and make him kiss your shoes to prove he'll behave.

His real punishments are not so fun, tho. These can vary all the way from writing lines, to spending a week in a chastity belt.

• Pet: You guys established that you are his owner. He had always dreamed about a relationship like that. The possessiveness and care that comes with it drives him crazy (in a good way). 

He regresses quit a lot to petspace, mostly as a cat/kitten. And you've noticed that he even has some cat mannerisms. Like how he loves getting back scratches, and he can't resist the urge to wipe something off of the table (which also reminds you that no matter how cute he is, he'll always be a brat at heart). 

You decided to buy a cage for him, which he now uses as his comfort place, when he misses you. But off course it also gets used for timeouts. The whole cage is filled with blankets, pillows, stuffies and things that remind him of you. Sometimes he'll steal your used clothes and put it in there. Or he'll spray your perfume on the blankets.

• Free use: If you want it, you get it. Jungwon has no issue with that. You can grope him whenever you want, even when he's sleeping. He hates initiating these sorts of things, so he wants you to do it. It makes him feel desired.

Sometimes you'll visit his workplace to see his hard work for yourself. Then you can't resist sneaking him away from the group into an empty studio. Especially right after you see him dance, you just want to give him a little reward.

It's really fascinating. Because his reactions are always a surprise. Sometimes he'll act shy and really flustered like 'm-mommy, why so sudden?'. Other times he'll get such a big rush of adrenaline that he'll immediately flash you a naughty smile and acts all sassy like 'damn why did it take you so long, can't you see I've been starving?'.

☆ Choosing Game: ☆

(● = his choice/preference)

1)

○ rewards

● punishments/funishments

2) 

● getting spoiled by Domme

○ servicing his Domme

3)

● petplay

○ ageplay

4) 

○ obedient

● BRAT

5)

○ praise

● degradation

(He loves getting slut-shamed, even though he's not a slut at all)

6)

○ bondage

● impact play 

(One way to drive him crazy is by taking off his own belt, and using it to whip him)

7)

● exhibitionist 

○ voyeur

(Loves it when you make him strip)

8)

● low protocol 

○ high protocol

Here you can find my other imagines:

(Update: it got removed)