#voltron age regression

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Takashi Shirogane pacifier icons! Free to use, credit is appreciated :3

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Keith Kogane from Voltron

Is a trauma/baby regressor!

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☆; cg!Allura

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Fandom

Voltron Legendary Defender

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Character/s

Keith ; 21 ; He/They ; Little

Lance ; 18 ; He/Him ; CG

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⚠Content Warning⚠

Brief mention of age regressor sexualizing themselves & cursing.

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Plot Summary

Keith learns about age regression.

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Keith woke up alone. The bed felt really cold. his head pounded from how hard he had been crying the night before. He would've swore he wasn't alone the night before. He wasn't really sure. He rubbed his eyes and pulled his pillow to his chest. He laid practically on it, hugging it and finding comfort in the position. He knew he really should get up, but his excuse is that he didn't feel well. Not that it's a lie regardless. Keith really wasn't feeling well, aside from his head his stomach was upset and his body ached. He needed rest if it was possible.

He slowly closed his eyes again. They felt too heavy to keep open any more. The door to the bathroom opened suddenly, making him hump in response. He peeled opened his eyes and looked over to see Lance. So he didn't dream that he was there, not that he hasn't before. God's he's not making any of this better at all is he.

" Morning, you sleep okay? " Lance spoke up.

He didn't really understand why he suddenly cared for him. Didn't Lance hate him? He rubbed his eyes with his sleeves and rolled over to his other side. He wasn't sure if he really was fully out of the fuzzy mind space or not. He wondered if it was normal. At least Lance didn't bully or hate him for it like he thought he would.

" Okay.. I'll just assume you did sleep okay. Are you okay? You still feeling fuzzy at all? "

" Kinda, I don't know, " Keith finally responded.

It felt like ripping off a bandage. He didn't remember it being so hard to talk. Maybe he really was still all fuzzy. He felt the bed dip near his feet. It caused him to pull his legs up to his chest. He assumed Lance sat on the bed, but he didn't dare to look.

" Hey, Keith can we talk about this? Please. I know you feel terrible, but it isn't like that, just let me help you okay? "

" Why do you care? Why the hell do you want to help me? Aren't I your rival or some stupid thing? " Keith huffed out before Lance could ramble any further.

Lance sighed softly.

" Okay, okay. That's fair, but this is different. I know what's going on with you and I want to help. I don't joke around when it comes to mental health, okay? " he explained in the best way he could.

Keith gave in. He slowly sat up, causing his head to pound harder. He let out an unconscious whimper and pressed the pillow to his chest. He say criss cross while he waited for his vision to clear. He still didn't pick up his head either. He just sat there and stared at the bed.

" Poor thing, you've got a headache huh? "

" Don't pitty me you ass, " he shot back.

Lance laughed. Honestly, it made him smile. He wasn't sure why, but the noise simply cause him to smile.

" Ah, there's your smile. Looks weird on you, " he teased.

Keith pouted.

" Okay okay, let me explain everything, okay? "

He nodded and waited patiently.

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Lance wasn't entirely sure how to word all of this to the hot headed boy. At first he had thought he had always known about regression, but the more he thought about it the more he began to realize it had only just started happening because of all this and the war. It made his heart ache for the other. He simply wanted to scoop him up and cuddle him, baby him even.

" What you experience is called age regression, " Lance finally spoke up.

Keith gave a confused expression to the words. He's never heard of it. Then again, he didn't really have internet back on earth, not much for long anyways.

" It's where your mind psychologically regresses to a point in your life you felt more safe, " he explained, watching as Keith took it all in.

" But why? " the smaller bit questioned as he pulled a pillow into his lap.

Lance had chosen to sit on the floor in front of Keith. Keith on the other hand still hasn't removed himself from the bed. Lance didn't mind either, he could tell how much he enjoyed his bed anyways. He found it cute even.

" Usually because if trauma, but sometimes stress or just for fun, " he answered.

He watched as Keith tensed awkward on the bed. It hurt him seeing him react to a word like trauma. He couldn't help but wonder what all has the boy Ben through? What in the hell did life throw at him and make him go through? He couldn't help but fidget with his hands. Lance wanted to ask, but he also didn't want to push. He didn't like it when others pushed into his past or business, so he shouldn't do it to others.

" Okay, " Keith finally whispered out.

" And, there's people who sometimes help people who regress out. Like caretakers, or parental figures. "

" You're one of them? " Keith assumed right off the bat.

Lance had to admit it caught him off guard. However, he still nodded and continued.

" Yeah, that's how I know so much about it. I used to have a little at home, though we cut things off a few days before we left earth, " Lance told him honestly.

" Why? " Keith asked in almost a child like manor.

It made Lance smile. He knew all this talk about his headspace was making him slip. Either because he's uncomfortable or because it was making him comfortable knowing he wasn't the only one. He really hoped that Keith would allow him to care for him, even as a babysitter. However, he knew with all the rivalry stuff it was really unlikely.

" She was sexualizing herself and me, it was making me uncomfortable and I finally had snapped, " Lance admitted as his gaze turned towards his hands.

He stayed there for awhile until he felt warm arms wrap around him and hug him. Lance hadn't even notice Keith leaving the bed. He smiled and wrapped his arms around him. He knew big Keith wouldn't ever do this, so he figured he slipped by now. Maybe he should make a name for little Keith, it would be cute.

" 'm sorry, " Keith muffled out into his shoulder.

He smiled and rubbed his back, carefully slipping the smaller into his lap so he could cuddle him better. He rocked him back and forth slowly, stimming from his own happiness honestly. Though it worked out, as he could feel Keith melting into his touch.

" I know little one, but it isn't your fault, " he reassured.

" Do you want to go get breakfast? Or I can bring it here, " he offered a few minutes later.

" I don want thems to sees, " Keith mumbled with a noticeable pout.

" That's okay, I understand. Let's just stay like this for a little longer then I'll go get breakfast, okay? "

" Yes pleases, " the smaller responded fairly quickly.

Keith warmed Lance's heart. It reminded him so much why he liked him, more than just some kind of friend. He fell in love with little Keith the moment he saw him, he can admit that much. However, he always seemed to how feelings for Keith in general. He just didn't know how to admit them.

Lance had left Keith alone for the time being, mostly just to go and get them breakfast. He wished he had some little gear for Keith to use. Did he forget to mention how cute he is? He's adorable, extremely adorable. Given how much of a bundle of anger he normally was, it was so adorable to see him like this. He wouldn't even think of teasing him for it either and he knew at least Pidge and Hunk wouldn't either. He sighed heavily from the thoughts that ran through his head. He wished he knew how to control them, maybe so they wouldn't be so loud and focus on one thing. He's worried about many things, all surrounding around Keith. Lance wanted to be able to protect his little space, but he wasn't sure how hard it would be with the fact they are at war hanging over their heads.

He shoved open the doors to the kitchen, seeing Hunk happily cooking away. However the affectionate male seemed to notice Lance's strange behavior. He was still trying to make breakfast for the team, not that it was strange. They've all grown used to Hunk making most of the meals.

" You alright Lance? " Hunk asked, catching him a bit off guard. He about dropped the food goo he had in his hands.

" Yes! I'm fine- sorry, half asleep, " he apologized nervously.

Hunk raised an eyebrow at the paladin. However, he signed in defeat and nodded. Quite a few of the paladins are rather drained from missions lately so it wasn't difficult to understand. Lance finished getting the food for himself and Keith. He made sure to let Hunk know that they wouldn't be coming for breakfast. Lance simply made an excuse that they planned on training all day. It seemed to work well enough, so he scrambled off towards Keith's room once more. He found himself getting impatient, so he ended up running down the hallway. His shoes slid across the floor as he attempted to stop at the door. He managed to slide right past it. It didn't stop him though. He gained his balance and managed to get into the bedroom before he fell again. He blamed his lanky legs.

" I'm back little one, " he panted as he looked around the room for the little.

Lance spotted Keith looking out the window and rocking back and forth calmly. He assumed it was some sort of comfort thing. He really wasn't sure honestly.

" Baby boy, " Lance sang as he sat in front of the bed in the floor.

The pet name instantly grabbed the littles attention. He got up and carefully waddled over to him. He almost tripped a few times as he made his way over. Keith plopped down right next to him, thumb in mouth and a tired expression.

" Do you need me to feed you? "

Keith nodded hesitantly. The downside of his headspace was he regressed so young, especially from impure regression. He cuddled into his side and curled up again Lance. It made the caregiver smile. However, before he even could feed the little the alarms began to go off.

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Caregiver Shiro Headcanons 🤍

& The Voltron team

(This is based on season 1 because I'm only on season 1...)

•He's a very gentle and kind caregiver, but he can be a bit stern at times.

•He was probably the first to know about your regression, whether you came to him and told him about, or he found out for himself. Either way, he'd talk to you about it in a very calm and soft spoken voice, knowing how vulnerable and scary it can be to talk about.

•The first time you allow yourself to regress around him, he felt bad that you didn't have any comfort items. Being up in space, there isn't anything there for you. No stuffed animals, no pacifier, bottles, nothing. He wishes he could provide those things for you (if you wanted), and felt horrible that he couldn't.

•He carries you around everywhere. (If you're okay with it, of course) If the others don't know about your regression, he'll be sure to not tell anyone unless you're comfortable. He won't talk about it out loud, or treat you that way around them, unless you're fully okay with it.

•If the others do learn that you're an age regressor, they will all try their best to help out. Hunk will make you special meals and snacks with whatever ingredients he does have, Pidge will tell you stories and help you go to sleep at night. Keith is more neutral about it, and doesn't really know how to help you. He definitely is more protective of you, now that he knows. Lance is... Well, Lance. He doesn't fully understand age regression, despite Shiro explaining it to him. He may tease you a bit, but the others definitely won't let that happen for long.

•Shiro always praises you and gives you lots of reassurance. He always lets you know how much he cares about you, how amazing and adorable you are, and that everything will be okay as long as he's there.

•Despite not enjoying when the others slack off on training, if you ever regress during or before training, he will try his best to convince Allura that you shouldn't train today. He wants your safe place to stay a safe place, and he will do everything he can to protect it.

•He tries his best to keep you regressed without any TV, games, toys, ect. He really wants you to be able to feel small and happy, especially with the stress of fighting and training all the time.

•He doesn't usually call you by nicknames, but sometimes he'd call you "sweetheart/sweetie" or "little one".

•The others all try to help out and take care of you throughout the day. Shiro doesn't always trust them, so he normally watches them and makes sure they're taking care of you properly, and that nothing happens. He's very overprotective, but doesn't necessarily show it.

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Keith paci edits as requested by anon

got a request? send it here ! thnx !

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fandom headcannons cuz I can!

[kokichioumatrash]

__【VOLTRON OC 】Kiwi Kandy 【VOLTRON OC 】__

__after years I finally remade my boi 😭😭🛐🛐🛐__

__DO NOT sexualize Kiwi in any way shape or form!!__

__Kiwi can date. But under no circumstance put him in any sexual situation!__

__ his tail is the same colors as his hair __

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i foun a pos on redit wih tis imij

had 2 sare

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Oscar’s Introduction

Remake intro ! Pronouns page carrd

About me !

🐾 Name: Oscar/Oz/Ozzy

🐾 Pronouns: He/it/they/pup/woof or just my name!

🐾 Ages - big age: 18 / toddler-older kid (6-12)

🐾 Gender: transmasc (ftm & xeno)

Interests

🐾 Supernatural, Undertale, Lost, Voltron, courage the cowardly dog, The mist, anything Batman/dc, the dead zone, fairytail, NANA, Paradise kiss, Bluey, full metal alchemist, Digimon, law & order svu, criminal minds, ncis, warehouse 13, survivor dogs, any book by James Howe and some others.

Boundaries

🐾 DNI: Basic dni, anti Agere & petre, anti furry, anti therian, and anti lgbtq. Please do not message me strange things, especially if you are a MINOR, and please do not interact with my posts if your blog is not sfw.

🐾 Requests: If you would like a mood board made for you based on a caregiver hc, favorite character/animal or anything, feel free to ask, I’m still figuring out how to make my boards better so :3

Extra

🐾 some of my fictional cgs are: Olivia Benson, Penelope Garcia, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Aaron Hotchner, Coran, Toriel and Dean Winchester!

🐾 I am a puppy regressor and am animalhearted, towards canines!

Taglist

#puppy posts🐾 (posts I make)

#puppy reblogs🐾 (reblogs; not all are on here because I started the tag late)

#puppy boards🐾 (moodboards)

#puppy worksheets reblogs🐾

Images are from Pinterest and dni is made by me, feel free to use if you like it’s!

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[littleroseprince]

ABOUT ME

I. AM. A. MINOR.

Neuro divergence: I am Autistic, have ADHD and anxiety! I'm also an age regressor.

Pronouns n Gender: Transmasc, Gray sexual, Objectum He/They/It

I fictionkin: Macaque, Nezha, Tang, Red Son (Lego Monkie Kid) Pidge (Voltron) Shadow (Sonic) Paintbrush, Paper (Inanimate Insanity) N (Murder Drones) Bive (Regretevator) Minus Pico (Friday Night Funkin) THIS LIST IS OUTDATED. CHECK THE LIST ON MY PINNED

Theriotypes: Arctic Wolf, Orange Cat

Petre type: French Bulldog

My F/Os: P.ai.nter (Pressure), Pigsy (LMK) , Mach (Regretevator), AM (IHMAMIS)

I'm a non sharing yume shipper X3 (tho pigsy x tang and painter x sebastian is oki bc I kin tang and sebby)

My Hyperfixations/Special Interests are: Lego Monkie Kid, Inanimate insanity, Voltron, Regretevator, Spooky Month, Friday Night Funkin, Pico's School, Needy Streamer Overdose, Be More Chill, Dear Evan Hansen, Sonic, Epithet Erased, Sofia The First, Fiona and Cake, A Hero and a Garden, The Music Freaks, Steven Universe, The Owl House, Open Source Objects, Wolfwalkers, Pressure, Regretevator, Dandy's World

I will post: Fan art, Fanfic, OC Art, Furry Art (Maybe?) Agere stuff, Mostly stuff related to my hyperfixations

My other socials:

sir11elliott (Cara)

sir.elliott.bsky.social (Bluesky)

simon_petrikovs_number1fan (Pinterest)

NeZhas_Number1Fan (YouTube)

LittleRosePrince (Ao3)

idk byeee

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Caregiver shiro please ?

( wasn’t sure if you meant fic or headcanons, but the cg!shiro fic is a wip still so have some headcanons )

🧁 caregiver shiro headcanons!

→ he manages to have mastered the perfect balance of soft enough to not be scary, and to be comforting instead, and firm enough that there isn’t any chance for any meltdowns or tantrums to even begin to form. he’s amazingly good at calming down conflicts and reaching compromises; whether it’s what toys to play with, or having to to things like clean said toys up.

→ a pro at deciphering mumbles and half-sentences. he somehow just knows how to best comfort his regressor. one of his favourite things is the texts he gets sent from his regressors, that are just half-strung together sentences and emojis; it was endlessly cute. Similarity, he’s so good at knowing exactly what the drawing that’s been handed to him is, even if it’s just a few circles and some stars.

→ he has the best reading voice, he does entire voices and actions and it just delights sleepy babies. he makes everything sound exciting. he can just tell stories he comes up with on the spot for hours, it comes in incredibly handy when handling things like bedtime refusal and nightmares.

→ it’s impossible to slip things past him. he always finds out about it at some point. whether it’s breaking rules, or avoiding water/eating/sleeping. he’s always so gentle about his reprimanding to, keeping an even tone throughout everything. it’s incredibly safe, even while being told off.

→ loves cooking for his regressor, he loves it in general so it is no surprise that the kids are being spoiled with pancakes and waffles and pasta dishes. it’s one of his favourite things and his food somehow always ends up sleepy afterwards; it’s some sort of talent. subsequently, baking is one of the activities together that happens the most; cookies, cupcakes, cakes, etc. they make, and eat, it all.

→ he gives the most amazing hugs, the time in the gym and working really does pay off when the hugs are as tight and comforting as they were. it’s the perfect level of grounding needed during any anxious, or post-nightmare moments.

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James Griffin from Voltron

Is a flip!(caregiver lean)

[thekingofcrochet]

“It’s easy to pigeonhole online anti-sex police as being teens and young adults, a.k.a. “puriteens.” Because so much of this comes down to carnal horror, you might assume that everyone who’s horrified is a teen who just hasn’t arrived at a mature view of sex and other adult activity. Such anti-sex zeal increasingly forces sex-positive communities back into the internet’s underground. It also aids and abets the larger cultural shift toward regressive attitudes and censorship of sexual minorities and sex-positive content.

Yet overwhelmingly, the common thread among this new generation of “antis” — a broad label for people who are opposed to sexual content in media — isn’t that they are minors who are scared of sex. It’s that none of them distinguish between fictional harm and real-world harm. That is, regardless of their ages, they believe fiction not only can have a real-world impact, but that it always has a real-world impact.”

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Fandom

Voltron legendary defender

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Character/s

Keith ; 21 ; He/They ; Little

Lance ; 18 ; He/Him ; Cg

Hunk ; 17 ; He/They ; Cg/Neutral

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⚠Content Warning⚠

Anxiety Attack

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Plot Summary

The boys are up pretty early. Keith woke up with an anxiety attack.

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Early morning came and Lance, surprisingly, found himself awake. He was unsure why or how, but accepted it as it was. Instead of making himself dwell on it too long, he decided to just get ready for the day anyway. The process was long but made him feel great.

When he was finished getting ready, it would've been sun rise. Or he thinks anyway. Being away from earth so long made it difficult to remember things like sun rise or keep track of time. It was habit to go off other times now instead. He could admit, he missed the sun. Well anyway, being all ready for the day Lance shuffled through the hallways of the castle. He didn't really expect to find anyone awake. The last thing he wanted was to wake Keith. He needed, and deserved, the rest after everything.

During his adventure through the castle, he spotted light spilling out through the cracks of the kitchen door. For a moment he thought that maybe the light just didn't get turned off the night before. So Lance walked through the door as it a opened up for him automatically. He looked around before reaching for the panel to turn off the lights. Before he could, he spotted Hunk cooking.

" Hunk? " he asked, soon watching the larger man jump in surprise.

" Oh, morning Lance, " he greeted awkwardly. His hands stopping whatever he was trying to make. He had food all over him, mostly food goo.

" What are you doing up so early? " he asked as he walked over to the counter tops Hunk stood. The doors shut now that he wasn't so close to them.

" Oh, I don't know. Couldn't sleep I guess, " Hunk shrugged out. He gave one of his signature warm smiles before looking at his hands. Lance definitely didn't have a clue as to what he was trying to make, but the other seemed a little frustrated. He opened his mouth to ask, only for his mind to be read.

" Trying to make an earth recipe again. It's not going that well, " Hunk sheepishly admitted as he lowered his head. Embarrassment easily took over his body language.

" That's okay, anything I can do to help? " Lance offered soon after with a smile.

" Hmm, maybe, " he mumbled back as he tried to think about it.

In the end, Lance "helped" by supervising and occasionally handing Hunk things when asked. Sometimes he helped figure out how to get it to taste right, but otherwise he didn't have a clue as to how he was managing to make the dish. He occasionally hummed to himself while leaning over the counter, resting against it. It was comfortable, took pressure off his lower back.

Neither had noticed how late it got in the morning until Keith came shuffling in. Normally, Keith was one of the first people awake. Then Shiro and so on. The pair perked up, blinking at him. Hunk just smiled and greeted him kindly. Lance on the other hand pushed himself up right. On instinct, he found himself trying to make sure Keith wasn't little. He couldn't really tell. Maybe he was borderline?

" Mornin, " Keith mumbled. " Anythin for breakfast? " he asked after, calmly and quietly. Clearly he just woke up.

" Yeah, I have something finished here. Just a second, " Hunk beamed with a smile. He looked around, quickly making the older a plate to eat.

That left Keith and Lance staring at each other. Lance didn't really realize he was doing it. Not until the shorter nervously looked away with a few blinks. The nervous expression didn't last long after Hunk turned back around. He handed him the plate with ease.

" Here you go! " he beamed.

" Thanks, " he mumbled shortly as he took the plate. He seemed to linger for a few seconds, worrying Lance very quickly. He also received a side glance from Hunk, also expressing worry.

" Can I stay? " Keith asked awkwardly. Both smiled happily.

" Of course! " Lance told him. He threw an arm around him, behaving annoying as always to the older young adult. He got a familiar expression of annoyance too. " Need a stool too? " he chuckled.

Keith huffed and shoved him off. He set his plate onto the counter then tugged over one of the stools. He sat down at the counter, poking at his food. Lance still felt worried. He looked off, even body language wasn't right.

Maybe he really did spend too much time analyzing Keith.

" You alright Keith? " Hunk finally asked as he moved to wash his hands. Lance on the other hand was leaning against the counter again.

" Peachy, " he was dismissed.

" You know you can talk to us, " he pointed out.

" Okay, thanks, " Keith sounded irritated.

Lance chewed the inside of his cheek for a few seconds. Awkward, that's the only way to describe the atmosphere of the kitchen right now. The pair decided to leave him alone, in the end.

After some time passed, both often being met with harsh words from the older in the room, things were getting frustrating. Well, until it got pretty quiet. Both him and Hunk were staring at Keith, who's hands were shaking a little bit. It wasn't difficult to notice he was having a hard time. He just wished he could go over and scoop him up and whisper how everything will be okay.

" Keith.. " Hunk began, moving to lean over the counter he had finished cleaning.

" No, " Keith huffed out, practically pouted.

Crap, he knew the look of that. His hands twitched to move, but he wasn't sure Keith wanted him to do anything.

" Keith, come on, " Hunk huffed at him. " Something's clearly wrong. I just want to help. You don't have to tell me what's going on. I just want to know how to help, " he ranted a little bit.

A long silence came. A pause, really. Lance moved to get up, but the sound of Keith dropping his fork onto the plate stopper him. It made him flinch, well, both of them really.

" Just anxious, " Keith finally admitted. " Don't know why or how, just am, " he mumbled before rubbing at his face.

" Is there anything I can do to help? " Hunk pressed.

" I don't know. "

" Okay, that's okay. "

The two stared at each other now. Lance had to bite his cheek to keep from smiling. It warmed his heart to watch Keith warm up a bit more to the others. He remained still now, well, until he spotted the glances toward him. This also resulted in them staring at each other instead. A silence conversation seemed to flow between them.

Permission. Perfect.

Lance shuffled over after pushing himself off the counter. He moved over and gently rubbed the hot headed paladin's back. Soon, he leaned into him and rested his head against his shoulder.

" This is scary, what did you do to get him to like you? " Hunk teased with a snort.

Taking a deep breath, he began to explain. " Hunk, do you remember that childish girl I was with at home? "

" Yeah, why. "

" She was an age regressor. It isn't anything gross. It's just when someone mentally reverts to a child to help themselves cope with stressors. "

" Oh, I see, " Hunk blinked as he stood up fully. No judgement was seen on his face. He doubted this man was capable of judging, let alone bullying.

" That explains a lot. I'm assuming you're bringing this up because of Keith? "

A short nod to confirm. Keith didn't say a word. He stared at the counter instead. His hands were rested on it. Well, until he was tugging at Lance's shirt. The action made the taller wrap his arm firmly around him. The pressure helped.

" Okay, I understand, " Hunk nodded. " I'd be happy to help regardless. You're my friends, " he beamed. It was so sweet it felt almost painful.

" Thank you, " Keith mumbled. " For being nice. "

" Don't thank me for the bare minimum, " Hunk snorted. " As long as you're happy, I'm happy.

The three unintentionally nod in unison.

Another moment of awkward silence. It felt difficult, more so as Keith pushed himself away and ran his hands through his hair. Hands that soon Lance took into his own. He rubbed the knuckles gently, hoping to sooth him.

" Do you want to try breathing with me? " Hunk offered.

The larger man moved around the counter, tugging off the apron as he moved. He set the cloth onto the counter as he reached the two. All he got was a small nod. It wouldn't be surprising if the little was becoming desperate to do anything to calm his nerves. With gentle touches, Hunk guided Keith to sit facing him. He held his hands now, so small in his larger ones. With a smile, he slowly guided him to breathe. In for a few seconds, out for a few seconds. Keith focused on counting it more than breathing. It helped. His hands became still as his nerves settled, for now at least.

Once calm, Lance wrapped his arms around him.

" See? Not so scary, " Lance teased, earning a pout by Keith.

" Teddy bear, " Keith mumbled, mind clearly having slipped. He didn't seem to be as small as he normally would be, however. Lance didn't stop holding him from behind. One of his hands rubbed his shoulder too.

" Me? " Hunk asked, blinking.

" Mhm. "

" Aww, " he cooed as he wrapped his arms around them both. Lance yelped, Keith squeaked, but neither pulled away. Giggles came from them both at the bear hug. Tight, but more crushing for the little one. " I'm honored to be your teddy bear then! "

" Best bear, " Keith giggled quietly, moving to hug Hunk back. " an warm, " he mumbled.

[inthefallofasparrow]

How did the internet become so puritanical? On social media, outspoken anti-sex advocates increasingly cry “gross” at everything from R-rated rom-coms to fictional characters and queer people having sex to consenting adults with slight age gaps to dating short people. They see oversexualization in just about everything. They often accuse the things they dislike of being coded fronts for pedophilia, and the people who enjoy those things of being sexual predators. These social media users frequently form enclaves that turn as nightmarish and troubling as the things they’re ostensibly trying to police.

This dovetails with what we’re being told right now about Gen Z and sex: They’re having less casual sex, they hate dating, they’re more reserved about relationships in general. It’s easy to pigeonhole online anti-sex police as being teens and young adults, a.k.a. “puriteens.” Because so much of this comes down to carnal horror, you might assume that everyone who’s horrified is a teen who just hasn’t arrived at a mature view of sex and other adult activity. Such anti-sex zeal increasingly forces sex-positive communities back into the internet’s underground. It also aids and abets the larger cultural shift toward regressive attitudes and censorship of sexual minorities and sex-positive content.

Yet overwhelmingly, the common thread among this new generation of “antis” — a broad label for people who are opposed to sexual content in media — isn’t that they are minors who are scared of sex. It’s that none of them distinguish between fictional harm and real-world harm. That is, regardless of their ages, they believe fiction not only can have a real-world impact, but that it always has a real-world impact ...