๐๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ, ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ! ๐๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ, ๐๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ค๐ถ๐ฑ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ๐บ. ๐๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ค๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ!
๐๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐จ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐๐ฏ๐ถ๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ด๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ป๐บ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐จ๐ด, ๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ด. ๐๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ, ๐๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ.
I mean it truly puts shit into perspective, peanut butter is greatest tool
incredible stuff.
The people in the Dimension 20 cast are the funniest people on the planet.
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"
โญ๏ธColor in bed
โญ๏ธListen to an audiobook
โญ๏ธListen to some soft music
โญ๏ธTake a nap with your stuffies
โญ๏ธWatch a calm cartoon (Winnie the Pooh, In the Night Garden)
โญ๏ธPlay with your toys while laying on a blanket/carpet
โญ๏ธTake a bubble bath
โญ๏ธMake jewelery
โญ๏ธPlay some mobile games
โญ๏ธMake a character in picrew
For some of us walking or sitting by the desk can be challenging, so all of these are the activities which you can enjoy without moving much!
youtube has identified me as a heavy cube enjoyer
teaching my baby how to say my name >< !!
"can you say mama, baby? ma-ma ! how about dada? da - da ! oh my goodness! good job, little one !"
Elend Venture brings a certain โendlessly supportive of my beautiful murderwifeโ vibe to The Well of Acension that I just absolutely adore
(Also pls no spoiler in the tags for the rest of the series, Iโm almost finished with book two but havenโt read beyond that!)
"The trannies should be able to piss in whatever toilet they want and change their bodies however they want. Why is it my business if some chick has a dick or a guy has a pie? I'm not a trannie or a fag so I don't care, just give 'em the medicine they need."
"This is an LGBT safe space. Of COURSE I fully support individuals who identify as transgender and their right to self-determination! I just think that transitioning is a very serious choice and should be heavily regulated. And there could be a lot of harm in exposing cis children to such topics, so we should be really careful about when it is appropriate to mention trans issues or have too much trans visibility."
One of the above statements is Problematic and the other is slightly annoying. If we disagree on which is which then working together for a better future is going to get really fucking difficult.
Hey, I have a request for the caregiver Wanda (and Agatha if you accept) where maybe the little reader is very sick (pneumonia or something like that) and they both donโt know what to do to help after they take the reader to the hospital?
Maybe breastfeeding included too
Warnings: age regression, breastfeeding/lactation, sickness
A/n: fun fact! I had pneumonia when I was 11 years old and it got so bad that I had to be taken to the ER, that and I was severely dehydrated-
Hearing the radio and the sound of the car is what lulled you to sleep, that and how exhausted you were. Your mommy was driving yโall home coming from the ER. You had a severe case of pneumonia and it seemed that day by day, it got worse which made Wanda worry immensely. Then today it was worse than ever so she took you to the ER where they hooked you up to IVโs and put a breathing mask on you to help.
You were there for a couple of hours getting fluids and medicine in you and you seemed to be doing better which made the decision of letting you go home to rest. Wanda agreed with them and loaded you up in the car but since it was a thirty minute drive home you fell asleep but you could barley breath due to how congested you were. Wanda parked the car in the driveway and carried you inside in her arms. She placed you down on the couch which woke you up, causing you to get upset. โM-mommyโฆโ you cry out and Wanda cooed at you.
โShhhh shhh sweet girl mommy is here.โ She shushed you gently, her accent making your heart flutter. โHurts mamaโฆโ you whine out and started a coughing fit. Wanda immediately patted your back gently and grabbed your water bottle to take little sips from. After your coughing fit she told you to lay down and rest on the couch so she can go call someone right quick. You nodded and laid down with your stuffy and turned on your favorite show. Wanda went into the kitchen and grabbed her phone to call her friend Agatha.
Wanda called and told her to bring her best herbs and medicine for her baby. Agatha agreed and told Wanda that she would be right over and hung up. Wanda went back into the living room with you and told you that auntie Agatha was coming over to help you feel better. You loved seeing auntie Agatha so you were pretty excited. The two of you waited for a bit until a knock on the door interrupted the silence besides the tv playing in the background. Wanda went and opened the door to reveal Agatha with her hands full of bags.
Wanda helped her in and took the bags from her hands so Agatha could go see you. โHey pumpkin! How are ya?โ Agatha greeted you with a massive smile. You giggled and waved at her. โHi auntie Agatha!โ You said happily which caused her to smile even wider. โI brought you some stuff to help you feel better. Is that okay?โ Agatha asked and you nodded your head fast. โWes pwease auntie Agatha. I hurts weally bads.โ You pouted and she copied you making you smile a bit. โThatโs okay! Iโm gonna help your mama make you some special tea and some soup! Go ahead and watch your show while we do that okay sweet pea?โ You nodded and she patted your head gently as she walks into the kitchen where Wanda is.
The two of them spent an hour in the kitchen making you a special tea and some soup to help. They brought the tray in the living room and found you sitting up, still watching tv with your stuffy in your arms. โHere we go babygirl. Do you need mommys help to feed you?โ Wanda said sweetly and you nodded your head yes. Agatha smiled and went to grab her stuff. โWell Iโm glad I can help the two of you but I must be heading off now! Iโll call and check on yโall later! Feel better sweet pea!โ She said as she walked out the front door. Wanda sat beside you as she fed you your soup and helped you sip on your tea. After you finished both things, you were getting really tired again. You gently pulled on Wandaโs shirt and looked up at her with sleepy eyes that made her melt.
โBoob mama? Pweaseโฆโ you asked nicely and she smiled at you, booping your nose, making you giggle. โOf course sweet girl.โ She said and removed her shirt and bra, leaving her top half bare. She put you on her lap sideways and held you in her arms as you suckled on her breast. While suckling, Wanda started humming a lullaby that made you fall asleep and Wanda smiled to herself, happy that knowing that her little baby will start to feel better soon.
A/n: thank you for the great request Anon! I hoped you enjoyed and my friend @godhatesgoodgirls is sick so I think this fic was published at the right time so :) Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love yโall! :)
Hiii Iโm Addie, Iโm 17, a trans girl, and kinda newish here :) Iโm an age regressor and a massive nerd(those are unrelated though lol) My favorite book series are the Stormlight Archive and the Wheel of Time!!!Iโm also most likely autistc :)
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