Oh My Dear. How Sweet You Are. So Soft And Delicate. So Strong And Adventurous. But Still Oh So Tiny

You’d wish I could be your girlfriend, boyfriend

I’m so excited for the double jump :)

IMPORTANT ADVICE FOR NEWLY OUT TRANS GIRLS

If anybody tries to isolate you, cut you off from other friends, or convince you that they are the only person you can trust or who can be capable of loving you, run extremely far away in the other direction

While transition is a process that takes place over time, it is so important that you love yourself for who you are in the present. You are lovable now; there's only harm in believing otherwise or deferring your happiness until you feel like you've "earned" it

You can perform a double jump to reach high places by pressing the jump button while in the air

Elend Venture brings a certain “endlessly supportive of my beautiful murderwife” vibe to The Well of Acension that I just absolutely adore

(Also pls no spoiler in the tags for the rest of the series, I’m almost finished with book two but haven’t read beyond that!)

saying goodbye to your older sib going off to college … bittersweet AgeReg story

“So.. you’re not.. coming back?” You ask, watching wearily as your sibling packs their final suitcase.

“I am. Don’t worry, kid, I’ll be back on holidays. It’ll be fine. You’re brave, aren’t you?” They ruffle your hair and pinch at your cheek, trying their best to reassure but ultimately failing to soothe.

“I’m going to miss you.” You choke out, feeling the tears begin to prick at the corners of your eyes. Your sibling exhales at the sight.

They cup your face. “If you start crying, I’ll start crying. We have to be strong for each other, kiddo. Can you do that for me? Can you be strong for me?”

“Why can’t I come with you?” You ask, allowing yourself to let loose a few tears. Your sibling sighs. Fear washes over you. How can you live without them?

Laughing, they rub your cheek. “You know the answer to that question, hon. You’re way too little to come with me. They don’t have kid classes in college, not that I know of.”

You cling to them, rub your cheek against their chest. “Please visit as much as you can. You will, won’t you? Won’t you?”

Hesitating, your sibling smiles. “Of course. I’ll visit next week, tell you how things are going. You can visit me, too. Promise to come visit me?”

Your eyes light up. “I’ll visit. I promise.”

“And you can sleepover. And we can watch movies together, and hit up the diner, and go shopping… on a budget.” You both laugh at the last part.

“I’m going to miss you too, little kid. I’m gonna miss you a whole lot.” Your sibling pulls you close, a tight hug.

“you’ll always be my best friend.” you finally say, melting into them.

As we gazed across the fields, he remarked: “I remember when this was all skyscrapers…”

There comes a certain sadness in being a regressor without a caregiver, but also one who's severely traumatized and neglected. Finding comfort in dark moments by tumblr caregiver posts, feeling like someone cares. Not entirely understanding nostalgia and getting sad when seeing posts about favorite childhood snacks, movies, activities because you never grew up on them. Feeling awkward while playing and or having to relearn it because it wasn't really a thing. I wasn't allowed or given many toys at all. Seeing other regressors happily posting about their caregiver, feeling bittersweet. I'm glad they have them, they deserve happiness and support- but will I ever get that? I hope one day that's me too. Living through cartoons: wishing you had a friend group, family, or whatever like those characters. Happy endings. Imagining lots of scenarios or talking to character.ai cg characters, wanting it to be real so bad. Wanting a caregiver, yet being so scared about being a "difficult" regressor or needing "too much care and comfort." Wishing there was just someone to hold me and pat my head while tiny, playing with my hair and giving me their full attention. It would feel weird, really weird- I don't get attention much, but I'd hope that little me would be okay and happy with that. Bottom line, I hope for the fun days and happy ending of finding someone who will love me and accept my regression. If there's any regressors out there with c-PTSD, trauma, or really just anything that makes them fearful they won't ever get it- please keep trying. One day. I always tell myself that I'm sure I'll be so happy in the future, and look back on moments like these going "she was strong. she didnt know of the moonlight that would hug her everyday, yet she still pushed through- she made it"

Trans Pride Agere Moodboard 🩵🩷🤍

How to feel tiny

Sometimes, regressing can be tricky. A lot of the first few years of life focus a lot on learning. If you have already learned what the material, your grown-up brain might want to take over, making it hard to enjoy toddler activities.

🟦If you want the experience of learning preschool/kindergarten material again, try learning your shapes, colors, the alphabet, months of the year, or days of the week in another language! You can use fun songs or games to help.

🖍️If you want to experience developing motor skills again, try using your non dominate hand. You can try coloring, learning to write your name, or do basic scissor worksheets. (Please be careful with the scissors!)

🐻If you want to explore and learn science, try learning about animals. Shows like Wild Kratts and Octonauts can be genuinely educational for "grown up" brains. You can also check out books about animals from the library!

🫂Learn social-emotional and coping skills that are appropriate for children. There are many YouTube videos for yoga or meditation for kids. Shows such as Bluey, Author, or Carl the collector are some of my favorites and focus on social skills.

☀️If you want to feel physically tiny, try getting on the floor. Remember when your body was small and everything around you looked big? That was perspective! You can achieve something similar by being on the ground. Just make sure to listen to your body and take breaks if it hurts. You can also cover yourself with a blanket to focus less on your size.

I did it toooo

looka this cute piccrew!! lets start a baby chain of ourselves :3

I love and appreciate fanfic authors, but I read their notes and I have to wonder what fucked up shit they did in a past life to make god hate them so much. Like why do the worst things happen to fanfic authors and they just brush over it. I’ll be reading a fluffy fic and the notes will be “hey sorry the fic is late both my parents died, I’m in hospital right now, and my house burnt down. anyway hope u enjoy this chapter!!“ bro???? Are you okay?????