#why am i lowkey kind of liking cg!arlecchino now……

[baby--b4t]

hey man it’s fishies again !! been having a hard time feeling small recently so i’ve been thinking about this little scenario for comfort :3

despite being a caretaker for many children, it’s been a WHILEEE since she had to take care of someone younger than the age of five. so she’s a little clueless(idk if that’s the right word) when it comes to taking care of her regressor who’s usually around 0-2 when they’re small :)

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theres no specified character so im assuming youre talking about arlecchino? im not all caught up with genshin stuff but ill try my best >:D she would seem so lost at first and just pat them on the head

“just uhh… do whatever babies do, i guess?”

(fic under cut <3)

Arlecchino was a force not to be messed with. It made sense who so many would fear her very presence. She was a Fatui Harbinger, for gods sake. Who wasnt scared of the person so many children called ‘Father’?

Somehow, Arlecchino was faced with a regressor that regressed past her usually seen age range. She was no stranger to age regression, finding it a nice way for the orphans to let go of their inner child, but she wasnt very used to specifically babyspace.

“Hello, little one.” Arlecchino crouched down in front of where you sat. You had been sitting in the corner for the past half hour, crying and pushing away most who approached you. She gently reached out and used her thumb to delicately wipe away some tears. “You seem quite small, no? Hm.. Lets get away from this noisy environment.”

With that, Arlecchino hoisted you into her arms. It was no surprise that someone like her could carry you so effortlessly. She glared at those who dared to judge you as she brought you towards a small room she made into a quiet room. Since she knew others regressed as well, the ‘Quiet Room’ was for littles and those who were overwhelmed. It was a place to calm down and feel safe.

“Here we are.” Arlecchino said softly, setting you down on a nearby play-mat. She studied you for a moment before crouching down in front of you again. “Can you… Speak?” She asked. Her tone wasnt judging or harsh, but rather soft and curious. She was met with some whining from you as you had tried to cling onto her again. “Ah, youre the clingy type, I see.” She chuckled, sitting down and shifting you onto her lap. Her hand idly brushed through your hair.

“Hm.. What do little ones like you need? Its not like you come with instructions.” Arlecchino thought aloud. She looked around the quiet room for something that may help with your upset mood. A green pacifier caught her attention. She knew all of their pacifiers and teethers were cleaned regularly, so nobody would spread germs. She picked it up and held it towards you, trying to catch your attention.

“How about this? The other little ones seem to like chewing on everything, even each other.” Arlecchino chuckled slightly. She watched as you moved to take the pacifier into your mouth, adjusting to it before squeaking excitedly. The excitement in your body language told Arlecchino all she needed to know. She gently brought a sea themed blanket close to you, wrapping it around your shoulders.

“That little pacifier can be yours for the day. Maybe you would like to take a nap with it. How does that sound?” Arlecchino knew from past experiences that meltdowns and tantrums often took a lot of energy out of her littles. Almost all of them needed a nap after one or at least some time to lay down and regain their energy. There was a small protest, but the swaying motion she started with you started to convince your brain otherwise.

A small yawn escaped you, nearly making you drop the pacifier from your mouth. Arlecchino laughed softly as she saw the momentary panic on your face as you thought you were going to drop it. She stood up carefully, keeping you firmly in her arms.

“Why dont we just lay down then, hm? Just to relax for a while.” Arlecchino walked to a rocking chair over in the corner. She was sued to the routine of rocking one of the younger littles in her lap after a tantrum or meltdown, so it was no surprise how easy it was for her to sit with you in her arms in the chair. The gentle rocking motion, her hand rubbing circles into your back, and the soft rumble of her chest when she spoke were all aiding the weights pulling on your eyelids. They felt so heavy and droopy, causing you to rub them a bit.

Arlecchino felt as your little face nuzzled into her shoulder. She let you get as comfortable as you needed, not interrupting your movements. It only took minutes for her to feel your breathing soften and your body relax. You were fast asleep, taking a nap your body and mind desperately needed. She let out a breath she didnt know she was holding, letting her own body relax a little bit. She knew she would be here for a while but that didnt matter. What mattered was that one of her youngest littles was feeling better than they did before she found them.