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hadn’t colored or watched bear in the big blue house in so long, but i had so much fun! (also, i realized i never posted my moon jellycat, so here’s that too!)

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A Midnight Nightmare - The Doctor x Rose

Cg!Doctor x Little! Rose Tyler

Summary: Rose has a nightmare on the TARDIS and wakes up regressed when the Doctor comes to the rescue.

WC: 1.1k

A/N: Could be read as any Doctor! Click here if you'd prefer to read on AO3.

The Doctor had made sure to safely set the TARDIS into a drift through the vortex just as he always did when he and Rose were resting up before a new adventure. Well, really it was just when Rose needed to rest for a bit while he’d go off tinkering with his gizmos and gadgets, or even sometimes just doing research for whatever planets or solar systems they’d been planning to visit within the near future. 

They had just gotten back from an adventure in which the Doctor had discovered a stranded alien that had been causing the locals a bit of trouble in an attempt to make it back home. Thankfully however, it hadn’t done too much damage yet when they found it, and Rose had taken a particular liking to it, so the Doctor managed to earn its trust before helping it and eventually managing to get it a one way trip back to its proper home. When they made it back to the TARDIS, Rose had begun to feel a bit tired after the day’s events, so she trudged back to her bedroom, promising the Doctor through a yawn that she just needed a good shower and a few hours sleep before she’d be ready to go off soaring through galaxies and fighting crime again. The Doctor happily sent her on her way with a smile, promising he’d be in his lab working on one of his projects while she slept, content with her request.

It had only been about two hours since he and Rose had parted ways in the control room when the Doctor began to feel the TARDIS frantically buzzing and thrumming in his head, instantly knowing something was wrong. Only seconds later, is when he started hearing the shouting.

“Doctor!” he heard Rose yell out through the TARDIS. He dropped the piece of scrap metal he held in his hand, opting for his trusty sonic screwdriver instead before running out of the lab and straight to Rose’s bedroom. He could hear her repeated shouts of his name being choked out between what he could only assume were her sobs. 

Thankfully for him, the TARDIS drew Rose’s bedroom right next to the lab, only two doors down across the hall. “I’m coming Rose, hold on!” he shouted frantically in return. He flung himself against her bedroom door, turning the knob open with one hand and tightly gripping his sonic like a lifeline in the other. Rose was sitting up in her bed, still wrapped up in the sheets and blankets, face red and puffy as the tears continued to run down her cheeks. The Doctor quickly scanned her over before allowing his eyes to wander through the rest of the room searching for any signs of danger.

“Oh, Rose, what’s happened?” he asked tenderly, lowering his sonic down to his side and striding over to her bed. 

“I had a nightmare, you were gone, and Mum was gone, and I couldn’t feel the TARDIS, and I didn’t know what to do, or where to go, and it was so real,” she eventually got out, pausing every few words as the sobs continued to wrack her body. 

“Oh, Rose, it’s okay, I’m here, I’ve got you,” he cooed, lowering himself onto the bed, drawing her into his arms. “It was only a dream, sweetheart, we’re all still here,” he continued, rubbing circles onto her back.

“But daddy, it was so real,” she cried out, looking up at him with what the Doctor could have only described as puppy dog eyes, still red and watery and overflowing. Oh, so that’s what this is, the Doctor thought as the word fell from her lips, which he now noticed were also trembling. Rose was fierce, strong, and independent. A force to be reckoned with. And it was one of the things that he loved most about her, in fact, it had saved his own life more than a number of times, but sometimes, he learned after a few months of travelling with her, she wasn’t. Sometimes, Rose sort of drew into herself, letting a different Rose emerge instead. One that still loved to show a brave face, but wanted to watch cartoons, or colour, or play with a rubber ducky in a bubble bath. The first time it happened while she had been on board the TARDIS, she had been rather embarrassed by it, but the Doctor had been more than happy to jump into the role of caregiver. 

“It only felt real, Rosie, I promise,” he whispered, smoothing her wild hair down, offering the gentle affection which Rose always loved, regardless of her mental age and the nickname he had assigned to her regressed persona. “Come on my star, you’ve hardly rested, why don’t we get you back to sleep, hmm?” he offered, not making any effort to release her from the embrace just yet. 

“Please don’t leave me, Daddy, the nightmares are scary. I don't want to see them again,” she pleaded, strengthening her grip around his torso. “I won’t, you have my word, but you’re still sleepy darling,” he said, prying her arms away from him. “I’ll stay with you while you sleep, yeah?” Rose yawned and rubbed her eyes, conceding to the Doctor’s orders. 

“Do you want your dummy, it’ll help you sleep?” he asked, as he stood up, walking across the room to retrieve it off her dresser where he had last placed it. Evidently, she had never bothered to put it away. She hummed a confirmation, sniffling and wiping the stray tears as they continued to fall down her face. She had cried a wet stain onto the Doctor’s jacket, but he didn’t seem to care. 

He returned back to the bed, dummy in hand before toeing off his shoes, and crawling under the blankets next to her. He pulled her into him and popped the dummy into her mouth before settling her head down against his chest and drawing the blankets up and tighter around both of them. Rose, the Doctor had learned, often tended to grow smaller as she grew sleepier. She sucked on the dummy, wrapping herself tightly around the Doctor, clinging onto him with all her limbs. He held her, watching her as her sniffles drew quieter and further apart and her breathing began to even out.  Rose had been exhausted, and nobody would have been happy with a grumpy big or little Rose stomping about the TARDIS. In fact, happy that her occupant was finding solace, the TARDIS herself began to hum quietly, just enough for Rose and the Doctor to feel her presence, as the Doctor also began to hum, singing Rose to sleep to the tune of an old Gallifreyan lullaby long forgotten to time, with no one else to remember it but him, and now, his Rose. 

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i want jellycats so bad! i need a job.

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agere tumblr, how are we feeling about the boops, because I'm having a field day with it tbh

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REMINDER TO MYSELF AND ANY OTHER REGRESSORS OUT THERE

regression has no rules, it’s whatever you want it to be, and whatever makes you happy. regression can mean putting on a silly show (even if it’s not a cartoon or kids show), and eating your favorite food for lunch, and taking a bath in candlelight, or listening to an old playlist you used to love. nobody’s going to invalidate your regression for that. and if something goes wrong, that’s okay! because 90 percent of the time, you’ve probably been through worse, and you made it out of it then, and you certainly will this time.

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anyways, here’s a pictures of my very first jelly cat. i’ve named him joe, because he’s a cup of joe, and he lives on my desk so when i finish doing work, i can look at him and say “we did it joe”

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obsessed with my new jelly cat !!

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cw for the TINIEST OF TINIEST little vent (not even a vent just a small complaint) about stress but i’m still putting the cw

just got through the most stressful three days of my life dealing these so called “adult” responsibilities and i just want to feel small for the rest of the week and not have to worry about anything other than how soon my new jelly cat will get here, and so i shall

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i hate tummy aches ☹️

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welcome to my blog !

about me: my name’s cynthia, and i’m an age regressor. my big age is 20, but my little age varies depending on my mood. i’m bi and genderfluid and use he/she/they pronouns. i’ve been regressing for a number of years, but this is my first time joining the tumblr community!

my interests: anything david tennant related, including but not limited to doctor who and good omens. i also love the muppets and friends (anything by jim henson), marvel (especially loki), harry potter/marauders, blue’s clues, the chronicles of narnia, percy jackson, and kipper.

p.s. this is a side blog and therefore, i like and follow from moonchildsfae. you can also follow my other fan/writing side blog, modrntravlr.

p.p.s. i have an ao3 where i post agere fics sometimes, cassclrs.

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cw! minor mentions of depression

got to spend some time with my best friend in the whole wide world today after feeling sort of depressed for the past couple of weeks or so, which i got to confide in her about. anyways, after a while, we went to walmart because she saw my box of crayons in my bedroom (not something i hide) and she said she wanted to color, and she ended up buying me a dr. seuss coloring book!!

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update: i’ve officially purchased one (1) single jelly cat

i want jellycats so bad! i need a job.

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update: the first jelly cat arrived today and i have now purchased a second jelly cat

i want jellycats so bad! i need a job.