Yaaaa Uh This One Is For The Absolutely Silent Regressors/dreamers!!! [its Meeeee :3] Like I Looooove

aw, sweetheart, you're not feeling well today? okay, hm, let's try a few things and see if they make you feel a little better, okay?

⋆ have you taken your meds today? if not, please do so. your body might be upset because it doesn't have its medicine!

⭒ drink some water! even just a little can make a huge difference.

⋆ eat something! it doesn't have to be a big meal. a small snack is good, too! getting any kind of fuel in your tummy is better than no fuel at all.

⭒ clean yourself up! a shower or bath can help you relax and feel fresh. if you don't have the energy or motivation for that, it's okay! there's many other ways you can freshen yourself up: brush your hair, brush your teeth, wash your face, put on deodorant, use dry shampoo, wipe yourself down with a wet rag or baby wipes, put on lotion, etc.

⋆ move around! take a walk outside, pace around your room, dance to music you love (you could play a fun game like just dance!), play a game like tag or soccer, or even just stretch while you're in bed! both your body and mind will thank you for getting some movement in.

⭒ tidy your space up! you don't have to do a full deep cleaning of your room. picking up a few things and putting them away is just as good. a cleaner space can improve your mood a ton!

⋆ talk to someone! it can be anyone: a friend, a family member, a partner, a caregiver, or even someone new. talk about your interests, a show, the weather, or whatever else you feel like! having someone to talk to can make you feel less lonely and a lot happier.

⭒ do something that makes you happy! you can enjoy a hobby you love, or try a new hobby. you could watch a movie, read a book, or play a game. whatever you want, kiddo!

⋆ get some sleep! having a consistent bedtime and getting over 8 hours of sleep is very important for a little mind like yours. you can always grab your favorite stuffies and take a nap during the day. they'd love to cuddle with you while you get some rest!

i hope you feel better soon, sweetheart!

Alright my little princess, it's time to do your hair. I know you can be a bit fussy; would you like your paci? It's okay if you do, Mama won't judge you. And look, it's a pretty pink one too. There you go; isn't that nice? Your hair is getting so long! It just grows like a weed. How about we put some pretty bows in it today? You're worried about people noticing you? That's fine, Mama can do something more simple then. I think pigtails would look nice. There! Two perfect little braids for my perfect little princess! Now, let's pick out something for you to wear and we can start our day. Yes, you can pick. Mama isn't going to do anything or suggest anything you don't want. Of course you can bring your paci along!

(For the person who requested this, I hope you enjoyed!)

As Sleeping Amber

Fandom: Phantom Of The Opera 

Characters: regressor!Erik/caring!Chrstine 

Words: 1,100

Summary: Erik wakes up regressed from a nightmare, and Christine is there to comfort him. 

Warnings: nonsexual nudity, trauma (related to abandonment), Christine and Erik are married, religious imagery, passing references to their first meeting (and therefore their age difference). 

Notes: Title is from Pablo Neruda’s Sonnet LXXXI. This fic draws from both the musical and the book, in a bit of a chaotic mix! 

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i have no doubt that i would be safe/free enough to regress permanently. i'm "unfit for work" so i don't have a job n i don't have school anymore either... so much free time 2 be small

⋆ ˚｡୨୧ CG!Diluc Imagine!: Need me to tuck you in? ୨୧ ˚｡⋆

x GN Little reader. Hope you enjoy!

- Bear 🧸

Summer evenings.. oh how Diluc wished they could last forever, the way the orange sun set over the horizon of Mondstadt like a roaring fire. He stared down at his newspaper, humming softly to himself as he turned the pages, his coat neatly hung up on the chair. He paused for a moment, hearing a slight creak from the old floorboards of the winery.

“.. I can see you little bird. Is there a problem?” He asked, looking up at the stairs, where you stood. He chuckled softly, a soft smile crossing his face as he walked towards you, kneeling down to your level.

“What’s wrong? Are you perhaps hungry? Thirsty maybe?” He asked, wracking his brains for what could be causing a potential problem, but when you pointed up the stairs- he instantly knew.

“Ah. You were waiting for me to tuck you into bed?” He asked, smiling as he stood up again, reaching out his gloved hand and gently ruffling your hair. Despite his supposed grumpy demeanour, he always showed his love towards you. You were everything to him.

He reached forwards, lifting you up and placing you on his hip as he strolled to the kitchen, placing you down on the wooden counter. He had been told by Lisa that littles always liked a bottle before bed and her advice had worked tremendously up to this point.

“You just sit right there for a moment sweetheart, Papa will get make you a bottle.” He said, grabbing your favourite bottle out of the cupboard and swiftly fixing up a bottle, he always made sure to be swift while doing so to prevent any upsets.

“And.. there we go.” He spoke, chuckling as he lifted you back up into his burly arms. It paid off to be a bartender sometimes, he always managed to fix up bottles for you at an incredibly quick pace. He began ascending the wooden stairs, humming softly as he walked into his bedroom.

“I assume we’re ready for bed now, hmm? You’ve got your bottle and your blankie..” he said, his red eyes scanning you over quickly.

“..And I assume you don’t need a change?” He asked tenderly, his voice quiet and gentle as not to startle you. He sighed in relief as you nodded, gently pulling back the luxurious duvet and carefully laying you down on the pillows, all while smiling softly.

“Do you want Papa to stay beside you for a little bit until you drop off?” He asked, tucking you in to the covers, making sure your stuffed animal was securely in the sheets too before sitting on the other side of the bed, reaching out and stroking your hair.

When he could see your eyes begin to close and suck on your bottle in a relaxed manner, he felt his heart warm slightly. He leant down, pressing a kiss to your forehead before heading to the door, turning out the light as he spoke.

“Goodnight, little bird. Have sweet and pleasant dreams.” He murmured before exiting, shutting the door behind him with a chuckle.

Woohoo! My first imagine I’ve made, I love doing oc writing and such outside of tumblr, but this time was my first time writing a proper one! I hope you guys liked it!! ♡

This is how I see them, they should have a playdate🩵 Water babies!

fictional caregiver who yearns to have a child of their own, misses being a parent, wishes to make up for lost time, etc. that is overwhelmed with joy to take care of someone very dear to them upon learning they’re a regressor/dreamer

tw: mentions of neglect/abuse

carer with a traumatized age regressor they know they're helping to heal everytime they slip.

never received toys/were given very few toys as a kid? bubbas spoiling you in all the toys you want! if their kiddo is a little more shy and feeling guilty, they'll notice their little one eyeing a toy. "do you want it puppy? no need to feel bad, i just wanna give you everything you deserve"

went without food in public? carer will always order something for you, you never have to watch them eat while you have nothing. "oh honey I would never~ not only is that mean, but you gotta grow big and strong like me!"

went without food/snacks in private? your caregiver always makes sure they stock up on your favorite snacks and brands- no matter how specific they are. there's no shame in only eating a certain brand or flavor of chips. there's always groceries in the house and they're happy to cook for you, wanting to make sure you're safe AND fed. "are you hungy? I can get my sweetheart their favorite snack until the pastas done?"

had bad physical treatment? they would NEVER even THINK about laying a hand on you. if you misbehave or act up, they understand you're just in littlespace. like real kids, emotions can be hard and some moments arent good. sometimes kids like to test boundaries, there's nothing wrong with that. they won't let it slide and will issue lines, time outs, and stuff like early bedtime or shorter playtime- but nothing physical or mentally damaging. "angel I know you're all upset and shouting at bubba, but I need you to sit in the chair for 5 minutes. we don't yell."

missed out on a lot of childhood experiences? that's okay! your cg is soooo happy to integrate anything into their routine. whether it's storytime, going to the park, holiday celebrations, they're happy to accomodate! "oh you wanna have a bubba baby book read before your nap? of course little one!"

touch starved and wanting a lot of physical affection? they'll love on you SO much to try and make up for it! cuddles, pats, carries, boops, you got it! "awww does munchkin need a hug? cmere"

weren't treated the best emotionally? they understand how it can impact you. your carer always reminds you that you're not a burden, it wasn't your fault, and they truly do love you. they're not lying to you, they don't hate you, there's no maliciousness or ulterior motives- just pure love and care. "I know it was a lot, and I'm sorry you had to live through that angel- but I'm glad you're with me now. As long as I'm here, and as long as you'll let me- I won't let anyone treat you like that again. I pinky promise, my little love. Always, and forever."

Icl, this was very self indulgent to me- but I hope anyone who can sadly relate feels atleast a little bit of comfort and wholesomeness from this. I believe you. You're strong.

About the UTDR suggestions, I’d love to see Asgore in your style👀✨

They'll never make me hate you Mr Dreemurr

fictional caregiver who yearns to have a child of their own, misses being a parent, wishes to make up for lost time, etc. that is overwhelmed with joy to take care of someone very dear to them upon learning they’re a regressor/dreamer