#regressor bruce wayne

[nebulanovella]

Sleepy Batman Board

[tiny-merkitty]

bruce wayne agere because this twelve year old needs a buh rake

[alittleplaytime]

Caregiver Bruce Wayne Stimboard!!

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🌼 media: the batman (2021)

🐝 age appropriate? depends! the film was officially rated PG-13 due to it's high amount of violence, drug content and strong language. i recommend looking into any warnings before watching and remember, it's always okay to turn something off if it isn't for you.

🍯 rqd by: @phantomhivestims

🌻 note: i imagine him cutting sandwiches in his kitchen and immediately think: dad.

[kiddieblogs]

lego movie doodle icons!

i was in the mood to do a few little doodles n this is what i got!! some images are screengrabbed & some are from pinterest BUT heres some silly lego doodled icons!

[darlingdespairstims]

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31 days of agere stimboards ;

Day 5 : your favorite animated series pt. 2

Link to OG post!!

Note ; I'm batman

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[nxrseryclouds]

🐾 PET REGRESSOR! BRUCE WAYNE 🐾

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[pummoosun]

Jason and Bruce having a day at the playground together during winter after it snowed! (Playground is in the Wayne manor garden)

Bruce packed a few diffrent additional clothes in case Jason felt like changing up stuff like his hats or mittens

Playtime is super fun! Jason is playing with Bruce the whole time!

After long playtime, the two of them hang around in the garden. A bit of reading, some hair brushing - and eating snacks that Alfred made! At the end Bruce puts Jason in the carrier, when they begin going back inside

Naptime is much needed for a very tired Jason. Some milk and bedtime reading help him go to sleep. Plus, some nightlights too

[pekejscatbed]

Band-aids and too many scars | Jason Todd centric

info/warnings:

SFW age regression, little! Jason, slight cg! Bruce, slight cg! Alfred, lots of fluff with a dash of angst (only a sentence)

batman masterlist

song: little space - sxye

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It's not the first time Jason finds himself in this position, breaking into Wayne Manor and crawling through his adoptive dads bedroom window while said dad is away at some fancy gala or work meeting, and it's also not the first time that Bruce's bedroom window has been left unlocked and Jason wonders if it's on purpose- if Bruce is aware of what his second son is doing, breaking into his room and regressing to the age of a child to relive the childhood he didn't get to experience, and if Bruce is intentionally leaving the window unlocked to make Jason's feats easier. Either way, Jason tries not to think about it too much, because he really doesn't want Bruce to know about his regression, even if Bruce is the one person Jason craves when he's slipped into that state of mind, and instead he just chooses to believe that the constantly unlocked window is merely a coincidence.

Today, Bruce is attending one of the many galas Alfred urges him to go to in attempt to keep up appearances, and Alfred is with him as part of his "butler duties" as he calls them. Dick is still in Blüdhaven, Tim is on a date with his boyfriend, and Damien is... Jason isn't sure actually- that kid can disappear- but he's not at the manor, so Jason's happy (yes, Jason stalks his family, so what? it's not weird-). Since no one is home, it's the perfect time for Jason to indulge in his coping mechanism, which just so happens to involve breaking into his dad's bedroom, yes- but, in Jason's defense, being in the head space of child makes him crave his childhood home and the comforting smell of his Daddy's cologne, okay?

Speaking of his Daddy, little Jay is currently sitting on his Daddy's king-sized bed, pulling little gear out of the small, black backpack he brought with him. The first item Jay pulls out is his black bat Hello Kitty stuffed animal, a Beanie Baby Halloween plush in an orange outfit with details in the same color. Next, he pulls out two coloring books, the first being Superhero themed and the second being of the Lisa Frank brand; he also grabs a few small packages of crayons. The last thing Jay grabs from his bag is his pacifier, black with a red handle, decorated with a small array of stickers.

Jay slips the paci into his mouth, lightly suckling, and opens his Lisa Frank coloring book; he flips to a page of a girl in a princess dress, standing on what looks like a castle wall, a vase of flowers on the floor next to her. Grabbing a light brown crayon, Jay colors her skin first, then switches the color to a dark purple to color the girls curly hair, lips, and eyeshadow. Next, he grabs hot pink to color her dress, switching to a light pink to color the big bow on the front of her gown. Jay then moves onto the flowers, filling them in with different shades of purple and pink, then colors the vase with a orange-ish-brown. Finally, Jay colors the castle walls grey, switching between dark and light shades for every other brick.

The little continues coloring for a while, filling in a couple more pages, the last he does being a picture of Batman from his Superhero book, a present for his Daddy when he's finished, though he knows he'd never actually give it to the man (Jay wipes away the tears building up in his eyes with a sniffle, wishing the thought away). Once the picture is fully colored, Jay smiles at his work with pride, before a small yawn escapes his lips, muffled by his paci. His eyes start to close and his shoulders begin to droop, and the boy realizes just how sleepy he is and lies down on side, curling in on himself and grabbing his Hello Kitty stuffie to cuddle up to his chest. In his small, sleepy state, Jay falls asleep in the comfort of his Daddy's bed, forgetting that he really isn't supposed to be there in the first place.

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When Bruce comes home and steps into his room, the last thing he expects to see is his second son asleep on his bed with a stuffed animal in his arms, an adult pacifier in his mouth, and a mess of crayons and coloring books next to the boy's body. The man takes in the sight before him, a fond, although slightly confused, smile on his lips.

Alfred comes up behind Bruce, wondering why his Master has stopped in the middle of his doorway with a genuine happiness on his face, though the butler immediately understands when his eyes lay on Jason, and he smiles, too, then whispers, "It seems Master Jason has made a mess. Shall I clean up for him?"

Bruce nods, though advises Alfred to be quiet, careful, not wanting to risk waking his sleeping son, then lightly walks towards his closet to change out of his suit and into more comfortable clothes. Alfred understands and quietly puts away all the crayons in their respective boxes, going as far as to put them in color order, then moves to pick up the coloring books, eyes widening when he sees the open page of a fully colored Batman. The butler waves over Bruce, who is pulling on a shirt, and shows him the carefully colored picture, hand drawn hearts covering the border as well as the single word, "Daddy".

Grinning, Bruce takes in the picture, asking Alfred to rip it out of the coloring book for Bruce to keep (Alfred has always been better at tearing along perforated lines than Bruce). Alfred does as asked, then gently puts the packages of crayons and coloring books into the backpack at the end of the bed, making sure to keep the Batman page out. As he does this, Jason shivers from his spot on Bruce's bed, a mumbled, "Daddy" falling from his lips as his pacifier gently slips out of his mouth and onto the bed next to him. Both Alfred and Bruce smile warmly at the sight, and Bruce grabs the fuzzy blanket at the end of his bed and gently covers his son with it. He then grabs the pacifier, asking Alfred to clean it off, then slowly pushes it back between his sons' lips. Once Jason is warm and comfortable, and the bed is clean, Bruce and Alfred both quietly make their way out of the bedroom, Bruce slowly shutting the door behind him with the coloring page in hand.

Together, the Master and his butler search the internet for answers to Jason's behavior and learn about the terms Age Regression and Little Space, quickly understanding the coping mechanism and how and why it would benefit Jason.

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When Jason wakes up, all his coloring tools are put away, and moonlight shines in through the window he came in. His eyes widen, realization setting in; someone saw him. Quickly, Jason shoves his pacifier and stuffed animal into his bag, momentarily pausing when he comes across a plastic baggie filled with chocolate chips cookies. A light blush spreading across his tanned cheeks, Jason shakes his head, leaving the same way he came in.

(He eats the cookies when he gets to his apartment, the taste immediately giving away who baked them: Alfred. Jason smiles.)

[ramsywasalittlelamb]

now i’ve seen you’ve broken a feather

A Regressor!Dick Grayson with Caregiver!Bruce Wayne fic! 978 words, hurt/comfort, sickfic, do not ship!! photos found on pinterest!

Happy Batman day! I didn’t know I was gonna post this at all, and if I had known I would’ve done a Regressor!Bruce Wayne fic for obvious reasons, but this is what I got! Hope you enjoy :) - Connor

(the sickness is just coughing and stuffy nose :3 emetophobia folks ur safe!)

Dick had told Bruce that it was just a cough.

Keyword: was.

It wasn’t like it was a rare occasion for him to get a cough or a sniffle every now and then, especially since he interacted with a lot more people than anyone else in the household, so naturally everyone accepted that explanation.

Aside from Bruce, of course. Between him being a detective, having great knowledge with medical and health issues, and being Dick’s legal guardian long enough to know when he lies, it’s safe to assume he typically knows when something else is up.

Everyone— sometimes including Bruce!— chalks Bruce’s worry up to paranoia and anxiety over his children, which is what Dick had told Bruce when the older insisted on taking his temperature, giving a quick look at his throat, and eventually asked to do a full checkup, to which Dick still refused, despite Bruce’s pleas.

But right now? Dick wished he would’ve listened and let Bruce do something earlier. Maybe he could’ve prevented it, or at least lessen the impact the sickness has on him right now. His head throbs like an ice pick hammered at his temples and the base of his neck. He couldn’t breathe through his clogged nose, but blowing his nose into a tissue didn’t solve anything either. His chest is heavy with a weight on his lungs, and his arms just ache with a similar weight, leaving him unable to lift his shaky arms just enough to grab a tissue.

The worst part is the brain fog, in his humble opinion. The feeling that you’re not fully coherent and understanding, like you’re deprived from sleep even though he got plenty last night. (Nine hours is plenty of sleep, even if it is on and off! And he is more than willing to argue on that when he’s more awake!)

He felt miserable, but miserable felt like a downplay on what his body was experiencing.

He blinked out of his thoughts— If you could even call it that, more like zoning out.— when there was a soft knock at his door, followed by the sound of the handle turning and opening. Turning his hazy attention over to the source, he sees Bruce walking over with a tea tray filled with something Dick could really care less about at the moment.

“Hey bud, I’m sorry you feel bad.” Bruce says with the gentlest tone Dick’s heard in awhile, the same gentleness that he used when he was younger or— “‘M not small” Dick speaks into his pillows, his eye sharpening as much as it can through the sickly haze that covers his brain. He may be very out of it, but he’s certainly not regressed, he knows he isn’t.

Knowing is a loose term to him.

“I never said you were.” Bruce hums out in response, a subtle twitch at the corner of his lips at the unprovoked comment, grabbing a translucent cap from the tea tray and offering it to Dick, who squints at the two white capsules inside, before whining with a displeased expression and burrowing his face into his pillow.

“C’mon chum, you and I both know that you don’t like the liquid medicine more than the pills.” Bruce says calmly, a voice Dick only heard when he was trying to be convinced into something, but he won’t fall for the tricks of taking medicine this time!

“Hm,” Bruce sighs out. “I guess the ice cream I got will go to waste.”

Dick turns his head a bit at that, peeking an eye out from where his face is buried into the soft white plush. “Ice cream..?” He murmurs, his gaze latched onto Bruce’s somber expression with wide eyes.

“Mmhm. Mint chocolate chip, too.” He says, a frown on his face as he shakes his head solemnly with a click of his tongue. A sniffle and he looks at Dick, who’s turned his attention towards Bruce entirely, his head raised from the pillow slightly. “But, I don’t like mint chocolate chip. I also know that the others don’t like mint chocolate chip, so why would I have gotten it?” He says, looking up in thought as he taps his chin in theatrical confusion, to which Dick’s eyes crease with a silent smile at.

“I like it!” Dick says as he sits up, a few stray coughs escaping his lungs at his sudden excitement, gaining a reminder at the scratchiness in his throat.

Bruce raises his eyebrows as he turns to Dick. “It is? Wow! How could I forget?!” He says, a smile as equally big as his sons, before he feigns a deep thought for a moment. “How about we do a trade? You take these two pills, and I’ll give you a bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream, hm?”

Well, obviously, Dick can’t deny any offer involving mint chocolate chip ice cream, so he nods rapidly, a toothy grin plastered on his face. He quickly stops the motion with a whine when his head begins to throb again, Bruce placing a comforting hand on the back of Dick’s head and tucking it below his chin, rubbing his thumb soothingly.

“Okay, okay, bud. Let’s take this medicine and get you some ice cream to make you feel better.” He murmurs, pressing a kiss to the crown of Dick’s head, who hums in agreement.

Pulling back, he takes the pills separately with sips of his— now lukewarm— lemon tea that Alfred had made earlier, and swallows them with a few moments of struggle, to which Bruce just rubs reassuring circles on his back when he catches a glimpse of discontent on Dick’s face.

Maybe medicine isn’t as big of a deal if mint chocolate chip ice cream is involved, and just maybe listening to Bruce isn’t as big of a deal if mint chocolate chip is involved either.

[comicfive]

Hi there! I like your blog!

I was wondering if you'd maybe please be able to make an age regression themed moodboard for Bruce Wayne from the movie The Batman (2022)? And maybe a paci icon too, a pink pacifier would be nice! If you want to! Thank you for considering!

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here you go sweetie! i should definitely watch this, I love Robert! ill get on that, here you go! :)

Regressor Bruce Moodboard & Paci Icon

(color inclusions: dark grey, black, yellow, whites etc! paci inclusion!)

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thank you for the request:)

[nebulanovella]

HC that baby Bruce loves word searches

Gordon once got stuck with toddler duty during a night of paper work at the station, he left for five minutes to get more coffee and when he came back Bruce had sniffed out his stash of half started books like a bloodhound and was already on his third one

[alittleplaytime]

Caregiver Batman Stimboard!!

🧥 🔦 🦇 | 🧥 🔦 🦇 | 🧥 🔦 🦇

🌼 media: the batman (2021)

🐝 age appropriate? depends! the film was officially rated PG-13 due to it's high amount of violence, drug content and strong language. i recommend looking into any warnings before watching and remember, it's always okay to turn something off if it isn't for you.

🍯 rqd by: @phantomhivestims

🌻 note: this board took so long because... the city needed me (i'm batman)

[mae-kent]

pushing my age regressor tim drake narrative once again

it’s like all the adorable de-aging fics, but he remembers everything. he just wants some comfort.

regressor tim seeking out jason in crime alley, breaking into his safe house and just curling up on his bed because he’s sad and jason was Robin so what’s he gonna do? the worst he could do is beat him up a little or kick him out and it would be worth it anyways.

regressor tim after red robin missing when dick actually felt like his brother and just showing up at his apartment in bludhaven and asking to play scrabble even though they haven’t spoken outside of work in weeks.

[b4by-b4t]

Bruce Wayne agere board with a Christmas theme !!!

felt like making something simpler than what i usually make :)

+ Bruce with the Santa hat for anyone who wants to use it !!

[vampnyu]

damian is the only one of the batsons who knows bruce is an age regressor so everytime bruce regresses damian make sure that bruce has anything he needs n don't let anyone bother him

[nxrseryclouds]

Gwaaah I love your moodboards so much!! If at all possible, could you maybe make an Alfred Pennyworth caregiver moodboard :0? Or regressor Bruce! Either way thank you!! ❤️🐁

☕️ CAREGIVER! ALFRED PENNYWORTH ☕️

🦇 REGRESSOR! BRUCE WAYNE 🦇

I’m so honored to get ask from you so I did both!!!

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