#teen caregiver

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I had whumpt prompt idea.

Before being accused of betraying The System and being taken to The Facility and becoming Whumper's pet, Whumpee was a single father.

When Whumper gets tired of him and gifts him to the younger prodigy and secretly rebel Caretaker he has dificulty breaking the condition and understanding that Caretaker truly sees him as a human. Except Caretaker is a teenager, the same age Whumpee's son was when Whumpee was taken. So when Whumpee sees Caretaker underage drinking for a second he forgets the programming and enters Dad Mode and is all "what are you thinking".

Finally after a lot of fussing Whumpee looks at Caretaker in the eye and says "you are grounded give me your phone" and Caretaker looks at him with shock and teen anger and Whumpee finally remembers that this is his "master" and starts to kneel and present himself for punishment when Caretaker (who never had a positive parental figure before) handles him his phone and asks in a whinny teen voice "how long till I can get it back?"

[totallynoteepy]

Age regressors when they watch a new show/film they like:

[kittykatninja321]

The reason why I always emphasize that utrh era Jason is 18/19 and refuse to let people forget that Jason and Tim are canonically 2 years apart is because the concept of Jason as a fairly young adult with little to no support system is a fascinating concept to me and it goes under explored in both canon and fanon. I think it adds such an interesting wrinkle to the everything and is a great contrast to all the Red Hood shit. I’m thinking about New Earth Jason specifically here, he’s both younger than post-nu52 Jason and more isolated. Most people at 19, even if they can afford to be out on their own in this economy, still have contact with their family of origin for support. Jason is not only estranged from his family with little to no support system (depending on how much you interpret Talia being involved after Lost Days), he’s also doing mob boss shit while he’s still technically young enough to be somebody’s prom date. He didn’t go to his prom because he was probably in Russia learning how to make bombs or something (and because, yknow, the whole dying thing).

Jason is someone who both had to grow up too fast and by all means should be somewhat emotionally stunted. Not only does trauma stunt you he was catatonic for long enough that he’s missing literal years from his adolescence. He’s young enough that he’s still reeling from trauma from childhood and adolescence (late teens/ early twenties are peak ‘desperately trying to recover from childhood’ era).

I think underneath the rough Red Hood exterior that Jason should be naive in ways that people wouldn’t really expect. He doesn’t have much experience with relationships (both romantic and friendships), and it’s been years since he’s socialized much with people his age (he doesn’t socialize much at all he’s pretty isolated). I think even if he doesn’t look young that at times he would slip up and show that he is

Also I just love the contrast. I like the idea that sometimes you’ll hear Red Hood cackle without the helmet on and you’ll recognize traces of that 15 year old kid and then he’ll shoot someone immediately after. Like imagine if utrh was a Boy King of the underworld sorta deal

[nostalgiclittlespace]

Things that should have made me realize I was a permaregressor sooner

Genuine confusion when people asked me adult questions (about college, job, money, partners, etc)

Clinging very tightly to childhood memories and possessions

Seeing photos of my younger self feels more natural and real than looking in the mirror

Still asking for stuffed animals and action figures for holidays and birthdays despite being an adult

Being unable to relate to my peers, especially involving their interests, future plans, and relationships

An intense fear of growing up

Preferring cartoons and other kids friendly media to mature content

Feeling like I just stopped mentally aging after turning 13

Reliance on stuffed animals for sleep and comfort

Artistic ability, emotional regulation, and mental health declined to where they were as a young teenager

Feeling too young to do adult things, such as booking appointments or driving

Fears and intrusive thoughts that I had previously moved past returned

My happiest moments in recent months/years are moments that feel like childhood (eg, watching Disney movies with my siblings)

These feelings are constant, unlike when I regress even younger. (I always feel like a teenager not an adult. I only sometimes feel like a younger child)

[softpawpup]

— teen regressor and mama time !!

it’s been a hard day and mama is waiting for you when you get home. she takes your bags and lets you get out of your shoes and change your clothes. she’s made dinner for you and while you eat she asks you about your day. she listens to you attentively and tells you how proud she is of you. “ you’re doing so good, baby. i’m so happy to be your mama. “ she cooes from across the table. dinner is peaceful and after she lets you play video games while she cleans up. she comes to join you and while you play your games she brushes your hair with her soft, manicured hands. as the night draws to a close she reminds you to take a shower and gets you a fresh, warm towel. when you head to bed she is waiting for you again. she tucks you in and she kisses your head. “ good night, baby. mama will see you in the morning. “ she lays beside you and lets you watch tv till you fall asleep.

[chiikawababy]

the lego batman movie is the biggest regressor batman and caregiver alphred truther

[little-pup-pip]

Pip!! I got a kinda weird request so it’s ok if not ok!!

can I have a moodboard for a masculine caregiver in a dystopian story? With gray urban vibes and clean bed sheets?

Like futuristic!!! :DDD

sorry I got really attached to a oc and now he’s my favorite ever.

Sure!!

[ur-fav-is-agere]

NormalCD from A Normal Copy of Sonic CD

Is an edgy teen regressor/BPD flip/big sister caregiver!

[dragonpyre]

"Google, how do I explain to people this dog is not my son but rather my sibling"

[ghosted-real]

can i request a middle/teen moodboard for a white deer thats moody, grunge, and tomboyish? green, brown, and orange if you need color insp 🫎

Grunge deer moodboard!

Hopefully this is at least a little similar to what you wanted! I tried to include normal teenager things in my country and the outside a bit. Also, love the deers :3

[buttercupagere]

derek hale as a caregiver <3

requested by anon!

[totallynoteepy]

Wolverine moodboard ⭐️🐺

In celebration of the fact me and my friend are going to see the wolverine and deadpool movie

deadpool version 🖍🐈‍⬛️

[jjtheresidentbaby]

HIIIII its @bebbie-bilinski and as mentioned heres the request! sorry i just copy pasted it from our messages lol

ok u know how at first babies r insatiable and wanna be fed every like 2 hours? well that concept but regressed!stiles and cg!derek. BUT!! BUTT!! 1) he did not plan on regressing at all that night and 2) it was a pack night at the loft with the pack so they also have to witness/help out with it (i hc that werewolves need less sleep so they arent too grumpy about it) and 3) stiles is very guilty about it and tries so hard not to bother anyone but got damn it hes grumpy and wants a bottle every 2 seconds lol…ok das it *looks at u with big ol wet pathetic eyes*

also to add to that, maybe at first he doesnt realize -what- he wants he just knows he wants something anyways go crazy

˚. ❝₊˚ insatiable ❞ ˚₊·

» stiles stilinski x derek hale, stiles & the pack

» on my ao3 | word count: 866 | rated: teen & up

» warnings: everyone lives, no one dies!, swearing, guilt, bottle feeding

The loft buzzes with voices and a low thrum of music coming from Erica’s speakers she has set up near the end of the couch- an unnecessary touch of pack night but one that’s quickly become a favorite of everyone attending- and Stiles can’t sit still. It’s not the amount of people surrounding him or even the annoyingly loud laughter Peter’s letting out with Isaac following suit, really that doesn’t bother him that much, he’s just… so hungry.

It’s odd for him to ever be hungry like this. They’ve already cleared five boxes of pizza between the entire pack, werewolves truly know no ends when it comes to hunger. The last thing on Stiles’ mind should be food, he should be engaged in the conversation at hand, at the plan of taking down rouge hunters a couple towns over that Allison heard about from Chris. It’s a much more important matter than whatever Stiles is dealing with right now.

Still, even with his attempts at rationalizing his way out of this feeling, he’s annoyed. He’s hungry and annoyed and goddamnit why isn’t anyone picking up on this? Don’t werewolves have heightened senses? Can’t they tell he’s being deprived of food?

“Stiles? You good?” Erica asks, raising a suspicious brow with her head cocked to the side. He opens his mouth to reply that- no, he is not good- but all that comes out is a garbled mess of attempts at words.

It hits him then- he’s regressed. That’s why he’s so hungry, so upset about nobody swooping in to tend to his needs right this second, and can’t talk properly. A sudden wave of guilt washes over him with the realization.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. His regression has been something he pointedly plans out and keeps on a strict schedule so that it doesn’t interfere with anything to do with the pack, sure they all know he’s a little, but only Derek, Scott and Peter ever get to see his little side. There’s higher stakes when it comes to the other members of the pack- he needs them to trust him, to see him as strong, dependable, not a little kid who needs someone to get him a packet of apple sauce or else he’ll throw a hissy fit. (He won’t do that, he tells himself, but deep down knows that he’s about an hour without food away from it)

All the heads in the room turn to Stiles at his random-noises-trying-to-pass-as-words and Stiles knows that there’s no way he’ll be able to make a run for it now. He sits and watches all their werewolf noses twitch in the air, sans Allison who just stares knowingly; and searches for that signature ‘regression scent’ as Derek and Scott put it. They find it, Stiles knew they would, yet he gets the sudden urge to curl up in a ball and never let anyone look at him again.

“Hey bud, you feeling small?” Derek’s hand is big and familiar on Stiles’ cheek, thumb rubbing soothing circles against the burning red skin as Stiles blushes in embarrassment and ducks his eyes away. His stomach growls and brings him back to the real issue at hand, he’s still hungry.

“Want another piece of pizza?” Boyd smiles softly as he speaks, he’s standing by the last box of pizza that has maybe three slices left. Stiles isn’t sure how to communicate that he isn’t feeling big enough for pizza, or any solid foods, he wants a bottle. It’s the only thing he’d be able to manage right now.

“Or some cheesy bread? I can heat it back up.” Allison suggests, Stiles blinks in surprise that she’s actually offering her cheesy bread that is solely bought for her and nobody else- the pack has already devoured their own box of it.

“I can smell that you’re hungry, what do you want?” Derek moves his hand to brush through Stiles’ hair and a very ill-directed spike of frustration flares in Stiles’ chest at Derek. He can’t get the words out properly, he just wants a bottle, he’s so hungry and feels like he could burst into sobs any second, and- and Derek should know. Stiles needs Derek to know what he wants without him having to say it.

“Here, give him this.” Scott passes a heated bottle over to Peter who hands it to Derek. And Stiles has never loved his best friend more than this moment, Scott’s too busy blowing loose formula powder onto Erica and Isaac to see Stiles gratefully smile at him- he makes a mental note to say something when he’s big enough to have an actual conversation again.

“McCall always knows.” Derek mumbles and sits in the corner of the couch next to Stiles, readily opening his arms so Stiles can curl up against his chest and greedily take the bottle between his lips.

It’s pure bliss the second he starts to drink it down. He hears Derek mutter to Peter to make another one because he’s drinking this one much faster than he normally does but Stiles doesn’t care, he’s just happy he doesn’t have to wail on the floor to get what he wants.

[takabinaryy]

The Wolf's Kit

Originally posted on June 23rd 2023

Request made by RonnieMidnight on Wattpad Caregiver Derek Werefox Little Stiles Also a reminder not all littles talk with a lisp or like a toddler. Even if they are mentally a toddler in that moment)

Normally Stiles has an okay day , remarks from other teenagers and hanging out with Scott and their other friends. But today was a little different not by much though his day started with him taking his ADHD meds. Getting dressed in his usual choice of clothing denim jeans , black tank top and one of his flannels. Then having blueberry pancakes with his dad before they both had to leave for work and school.

His beloved jeep was in the shop so Erica and Boyd had so generously gave him a ride they of course had made a plan to do a, Batman marathon with both the classic cartoons and the movies next Friday night.(Erica actually likes DC like stiles does and Boyd can't say no to his girlfriend or Stiles's puppy eyes) But unfortunately halfway through the end of the school day he was shoved against the lockers by some one on the team (it was Gerrett) , most definitely bruising the side of his face.

And this is what he hated about high school the bullies that will bully anyone because they either want to for fun or , because their beaten at home and take their emotions out on other teenagers. Danny had Jackson deal with the other asshole while Danny had actually taken Stiles to the nurse to get the injury looked at , incase it was more then just bruising even if it was just going to heal in a few hours anyway. Surprisingly when the bell had rang and all the students were flooding the halls making their way outside and to their cars , the bus , bikes or some just walked home. Anyway when Stiles walked outside Derek's car was in the the parking lot a few cars away from Lydia's to be exact.

Derek was leaning against it with those stupid sunglasses he had worn a year or so ago when Erica was in the car. The Werewolf of course spots his boyfriend and waves him over making the fox less confused as he makes way to Derek. And to be honest he's had a day so as soon as he's in arms reach he gives the slightly taller(by like two inches)male a hug. Derek hums wrapping his own arms protectively over the younger stilinski , already sensing that Stiles has had a somewhat bad day.

"Bad day kit?"

"Mmhmm got pushed in the lockers , Jackson took care of the douchebag. Danny took me to the nurse even though it wasn't necessary"

"Oh I'm sorry that happened to you Mischief. You know he only took you to see the nurse's office , because he cares about you"

" yeah I know. "

"You wanna be little hu? I'd be more than happy to take care you , you know I don't mind "

"Please?"

And just like that Stiles gets a kisses to his forehead before his bag is taken off his shoulder and put in the back and he's buckled into the passenger seat. Derek rounds the other side to the driver's seat , getting in and opening the glovebox grabbing the plastic container and gives it to the other. Letting him choose what teether , chewelry , or even pacifier he might want while the older of the two pulls out of the parking lot and drives on to his own house.(the hale house had been rebuilt and it's Derek's now)

During the drive Stiles had chosen one of those clear colored teethers and had actually shifted into his slightly small fennec fox form when the light turned red. Thankfully no human saw because of Derek's tinted windows , he gently bit and chewed on the teether as he was given soft scratches to his ears for a few seconds. Another hour goes by and finally they are at the hale house , the car gets parked in front of the house. Stiles gets carried out of the car and into the house gently set on the couch in the living room as Derek gets Stiles's little stuff out. Stiles himself stayed a fox for a few more moments before he went up , the stairs and into the main bedroom. Where Derek is getting his stuff layed out on the bed and of course the fox shimmed under the covers and shifted back to normal making the other smile in amusement.

" Hello sweet pup , how old are we right now?

" Hm three"

" Such a small kit , wanna choose what you wear? "

And just like that the little looks at the layed out clothes, there's two choices layed out. A black snap crotch onesie with white lining on the collar and short sleeves , with fluffy white socks on top of them. The second choice is one of Derek's T-shirts and a pair of Stiles's sleep shorts. There's a pair of batman themed underwear and there's something next to it. A pull-up on the bed to, incase the werefox needs it or wants to wear it.

"Can I have the the shirt and um maybe the pull-up? "

"Of course honey. Do you want me to change you or would you like me to give you some privacy and you can change yourself? "

" Change by my self"

Derek kisses his forehead and gets up and slipping out of the bedroom giving his little one some privacy. So that's what Stiles does he moves the covers away from his frame. And puts the onesie and shorts away before getting dressed into the T-shirt , pull-up and the fluffy socks. Once dressed he finds his favorite stuffed animal "Sour-Apple" the stuffed turtle, Peter had actually gotten the plush. For him at a festival the pack had went to last summer , Stiles opens the door and makes grabby hands(well grabby hand more like cuz his stuffie is in his left hand) wanting to be held , in a split second he's hoisted up on to Derek's hip.

" Would you like a snack, jellybean?"

"May I have apples and peanut butter?

"Cut in slices right? "

" Yes please Der-Der"

"Such good manners my kit has. "

Giggles fill Derek's ears when Stiles gets kisses pressed all of his face as they make their way back down the stairs. Passing the photos of the pack and some of the Hale family members along on the walls. Stiles is set on the countertop and given a sippy cup full of his favorite juice.(it's just peach Snapple but stiles counts it has juice) While the other male peals and cuts up two apples , making a circle with them on a plate. And uses a silicone cupcake liner to put the peanut butter in and sets it in the middle of the circle of apples. Stiles slightly jumps off the counter and walks to the living room putting on Max and Rudy.(he's on Amazon) Derek follows him of course and sets their snack on the coffee table and sits on the couch, pulling his little one in his lap. Reserving a soft relaxed hum from said little as Stiles takes one the apple slices and munches on it as he and Derek watch cartoons and just relax.

[psalacanthea]

dreading what's going to happen to the programs my ppl depend on

[sleepy-agere]

could i please get a teen or preteen regresser Hannibal Lector moodboard? theres so little teen regresser stuff-

of course! I'm not a teen regressor (as someone who is literally a teen myself) but I'll see what I can do! also, I saw your other ask for clarification on headcanons and not a moodboard :)

Teen regressor Hannibal Lecter

-he had known about age regression via the psychiatric circles he's in, but I don't know if he would have originally thought of it for himself.

-It did click pretty quickly, though. He obviously wouldn't regress to childhood, because that would do much more harm than good because. yk. Mischa.

-When in this state, he wants to be around Will and only Will. Not too much of a difference from his normal self, but he's a lot more upfront about it when regressed. He's also a lot more blunt generally. If he's upset, you will feel the passive aggressiveness from a mile away.

-Matching suits are traded out for warm, comfortable sweaters and soft pants, sometimes stolen from Will's wardrobe. He often spends his time while regressed in Will's home, the two of them practicing their own hobbies in comfortable silence by a warm fire.

-Hannibal would read quite a bit when regressed, but less likely to read Dante's Inferno and more something like The Great Gatsby. He would also sketch and paint, often making art pieces to give to Will as gifts to share his gratitude for taking care of him. Will would never admit that he kept all of them.

Thanks for the request! This was a really fun writing exercise, and I hope I did your request and your regression justice :)