“I’m Not A Pet Regressor” I Say As I Meow And Sit In A Rocking Chair In A Patch Of Sun From The

✨🧸 Age(d)re flag for those who both age regress and age dream, have a hard time distinguishing between the two when in their headspace/aren’t sure if they’re regressed or dreaming, age dream to help them age regress, etc (please reblog if you save)! 🧸✨

You know what, I'm gonna say it. Experience fandom regression your way.

You found agere headcanons in a horror game? Wonderful!

You have an 18+ source you associate with sfw agere themes? Heck yeah.

Everyone and their mom says X is the little, Y is the caregiver, but you don't think so? Make blog posts about Y being a regressor, make a caregiver moodboard for X.

Don't like romantic themes in a ship everyone ships? Make it familial or platonic.

Niche fandom no one knows about or has absolutely no posts about when you look for agere content of it on Tumblr? Be a trailblazer! I'd love to see your post.

Pure self indulgence and OC shipping? Absolutely adore it.

You want to completely project yourself onto a character to make their regression/caregiving experience more like you? That's so cool.

Don't think you can write or draw that well but want to make fan work of your favorite characters? You'll do great, it's about fun, not perfection.

You have 10+ fictional CGs? A found family of characters you associate with regression? Tell me about them all. Show me the family you built.

The point is, fandom agere I feel like can be so gatekept sometimes. People feel like they need to follow rules to avoid being judged, but you don't. Regressing is all about having fun, and making new memories and experiences. I think it's great you have a fandom/character you love enough to go on that journey with. Some of us may not be so good at playing with toys or doing a lot of commonly talked about agere activities, like me. But my characters I love? My art, my writing? Absorbing myself into a fictional safe space I've built is how I play. How I express myself, and I want you to know you can do that in any way you want.

I spent far too long thinking things were wrong or right, that they were taboo or bad in this community when really, I was just disagreeing with the masses about an opinion in fiction. Everyone has different opinions, comfort levels, boundaries on their own works, etc, but as long as you aren't breaking those bounds and are keeping things SFW? Have a blast. This is your coping mechanism, your fandoms, your interests, your things that make you happy. Have the most fun, okay little one?

⋆ ˚｡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!! ♡

i think someone has to say it that it's odd to make age regression headcanons about real people. celebrities are real people. you would not make headcanons about john down the street

Beige and Pink Babycore W/ Comfort Food

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morning ⌕

things cat regressors might like 🐱

yarn

cat toys

milk

cardboard boxes

scratching posts

dangly toys

rattly toys

crinkly toys

fish shaped things

sunshine

heated blankets

Baby bottle stims

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biggest pet peeve with fandom agere is when people drastically change the character so they are more “ cute “ . no !!!! give that character a pacifier and stubble !!! that character is fat !!!! that character has wrinkles !!!! and they are the most perfect little angel ever !! cowards …. everyone …

— • 🐰🌼 “Perhaps you’re different, but different isn’t bad”

The little bunny sat on their bed, ears droopy as they stared at their lap. Weren’t they good enough? Why were they treated so differently from other bunnies? Surely, they were just as fuzzy, warm, and friendly as the others, weren’t they?

Maybe I am different.. they found themselves thinking.

“What’s on your mind, bun?” Mama rabbit suddenly asked. She had opened the door to their room, cookies and milk at hand. Perhaps she had noticed the down behavior from her bunny.

“I’m..too different from other bunnies.”

Their mama gave them a puzzled, yet concerned look. “Different, you say?”

The little bun nodded sadly.

She stood there in deep thought. Mama rabbit was probably thinking of how to properly address such a situation; to her, her little bunny was the most interesting and fun little bun to be around.

“Being different isn’t a bad thing,” she began. “Yes, perhaps some bunnies won’t understand..they are too used to the idea of a ‘normal’ that they don’t see just how truly wonderful someone who’s different can be. You may not be like everyone else, but you certainly have good qualities, and I’m sure the other bunnies see that despite your differences.”

She wiped a small tear from her bunny’s eye. “And just like there isn’t just one spot on a lady bug, there isn’t just one person in the world who’s different. There are many bunnies just like you, who will accept you as you are and be your friend.”

She gently patted their hair. “Perhaps you are a little different, but different isn’t bad.”