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Quinny just know that I

Idk I closed the app and came back and forgot

I CANTTT

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Are you going to be writing more sturniolo age regression fics because I love them so much

no!

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LILAH BACK??????!!!

hi! okay so...i'm not sure if any of you remember me, but i'm lilah! i ran an account under this name last year and then deactivated. my life has changed a lot for the better since then, so i've decided to bring this blog back. i don't know if i'll ever come back "fully", but i wanted to post some of my old fics because it makes me so happy when i see people asking where they can read my old stuff :(<3 i won't be able to post all of my old fics, but the ones that i wrote on google docs will get posted! some of the fics i'm known for are:

-tumblr girls (fwb!matt x model!reader)

-red looks good on you (lifeguard!chris)

-model baby (model!matt)

-once upon a dream (chris x princess!reader)

i'd love to reconnect with some of my old mutuals and get some old fics posted, so if you see this, dm or inbox me!!

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do you still write for the sturniolos? i love them and wanted some agere content abt them, if not, is there any blogs you’d recommend

i don't !! and unless they're my moot i don't keep up with the sturniolo community anymore, so i don't have any recommendations :/

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my cg fr except im such a stay indoors little😭

🐛🌸 

Bug-Loving CG Things

for soft, snuggly nature caregivers

🪲 Tucking your little in with a “goodnight, my sleepy bug”

🦋 Saving ladybugs from the windowsill together

🐝 Making tiny tea parties with bug plushies and flower petals

🐞 Saying “you’re my favorite little lovebug”

🐜 Drawing coloring pages of caterpillars, snails, and beetles

🌼 Gifting them a bug sticker for being brave today

🍃 Collecting pretty leaves to “build a bug house”

🕷️ Pretending to be the big guardian spider who protects their nest

🌱 “If you were a bug, I’d still carry you in my pocket”

🦗 Playing bug guessing games “What bug am I thinking of?”

🍯 Packing a nature picnic with “honeybee snacks”

🌻 Whispering “you’re my tiny garden friend” during nap time

🧺 Keeping a tiny bug journal together “Today we saw a bumblebee!”

🐌 Reading bedtime stories about snails, grasshoppers, and beetle knights

🪻 Waking them up with: “Rise and shine, little bug the garden’s waiting!”

🐞 Carrying band-aids “just in case a bug friend got a boo-boo too”

🌿 Reminding them gently: “Even the smallest bug has a purpose.”

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go support nursery staff !!

hey… go follow me on art fight

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dating a dog groomer is soooooo fun until she has to groom her show poodle and leaves for 7+ hours like >:C

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vanillamace posted life is so worth living

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— random security blanket lovey plushies !!

no theme here... just some plushies i liked that i saw :33 ... i think the winnie the pooh one is my favorite though for sure. but the colors on the monkey and the unicorn are so pretty... i want one so bad so i can snuggle it and hold it close. does anyone make big versions of these??

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[🦑] little!namgyu headcanons !

pairing : mostly cg!thanos x little!namgyu tbh

divider credit : photos are from pinterest, hearts from @saradika-graphics

a/n : no squid game au, thanos is successful, and thamgyu is real because IIIII said so.

⬛️ namgyu definitely hates his regression, sadly

☂️ sees it as a burden, or something he should be able to just "get over"

⚫️ this leads to a lot of sudden regression sessions

⬛️ which leads to a lot of frustrated tears

☂️ due to namgyu's age range being on the slightly older side, thanos always just assumed his partner was acting slightly clingier on certain days

⚫️ until one day, after thanos finished preforming at a decently sized show he came home to find namgyu curled up on the couch- a children's show playing on their tv and his thumb in his mouth

⬛️ it's safe to say that they had a long discussion after that

☂️ which led to thanos becoming namgyu's official caregiver- though it didn't make namgyu's shame in his regression any less, but they're working on it

⚫️ much like unregressed namgyu...little namgyu loves to cling onto his cg, constantly holding onto the fabric of thanos' shirt or his hand

⬛️ wide age range, some days he's as tiny as 2 other days he's as big as 8- all just depends on his mood

☂️ not the best behaved, but not bratty by any means. he definietly has a potty mouth though

⚫️ thanos usually ends up coaxing namgyu into littlespace, always with a sigh and a "please don't fight me on this, 'gyu..."

⬛️ when he's on the younger side of his regression, he's a big whiner- stomping his feet and shaking his head when thanos tries getting him ready for bed

☂️ absolutely beams whenever thanos calls him "little man/guy"

⚫️ graaa thangyu my angels <3

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happy Canada from a Canadian guys

OH ALSO no pressure, but when do u think the squid game fic will be updated? :))

happy canada from .... a texan!

uhhmm im not sure tbh, i've gotta this riwoo fic up by today and i'm also market prepping for these two zb1 cupsleeve events i have this month so i'm not sure how much writing time i'll have buuuuttttt let's say soon since i'm finishing the third season by the end of this week!

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guys i really don't like sungwoo...in the universe of ur fic there is NO way that man was a good caregiver (in my opinion)

and he wasn't!!!

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guys i made stickers!

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owning your own small business is genuinely so fun like wdym my job is literally crafts and talk to kpop fans

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[🦑] brave boy | player 388 agere one-shot

pairing : cg!fem!reader x little!daeho

summary : daeho has a tough day, but that's alright- he's a brave boy.

warning/extra tid-bits : PTSD flashback, derealization, crying, hair tugging, angst to fluff

word count : 935

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 and black line is from @toxisyddy

a/n : no squid game au >.<

Daeho groaned, running an exhausted hand down his face before pinching the bridge of his nose. Today had been…eventful, to say the least.

It seemed that the world was trying to trigger him. Whether it was the sounds of the grocery store worker knocking over a display- which startled Daeho so bad, he left without the food he’d been sent there for. 

Or how a couple on the subway had been arguing so loudly that they caused Daeho, whose ears were already ringing, to have to cup his hands over his ears until he was back home. 

Now, the muscular man was sitting on the couch- anxiously chewing on the skin around his thumb as you carefully worked away on lunch in the kitchen. 

You had been extremely sympathetic and understanding, as you always were, when Daeho came back to the apartment without the groceries he was sent to retrieve- reassuring him that you would make the meal without them.

He knew deep down that you meant it, but for some reason, he still felt bad. A deep hollow feeling right in the pit of his stomach, aching with every breath that Daeho took.

Daeho sniffled and only then did he realize his eyelashes were damp and he had been crying. He whined, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. 

He had that looming feeling over him that only ever meant one thing, something bad was gonna happen- and there was nothing Daeho could do about it.

Silently, Daeho’s eyes drifted towards you. You were still working away in the kitchen, hair slightly messy from the steam that was drifting away from the pot you were standing over.

The man tried calling out to you, wanting help- but he couldn’t get any words out. This scared him, making his heart thump loudly against his chest…filling his ears.

Thump, thump, thump.

Daeho’s eyes drifted around the apartment’s living room, desperately trying to cling onto anything that he could focus on. For some reason, there was nothing.

Not the colorful show that was illuminating off the television, not the box of toys that sat subtly in the corner, nothing.

This made Daeho’s breathing quicker, irrational fears that nothing could ever stop this awful feeling flowing through his mind like a rapid river.

Things only got worse when Daeho’s thumping heart began to sound like military boots against dirt. Loud, frantic.

Cupping his hands over his ears didn’t help and neither did tugging on his long black hair- yet he still did it. Foolish hope.

Daeho was shaking, the muscles in his body tight. It was like shivering in the cold, something you couldn’t control- even if you tried your hardest. Daeho always hated it, he hated not being in control of his own body.

Hot tears burned the man’s brown eyes. His throat felt raw, dry. And don’t get him started about the pit in his stomach, it ached like nothing else had ever ached before, as if all the doom and misery that Daeho had ever experienced was sitting inside his stomach.

“No, no, no…” The little cried, whimpering as he sunk deeper into the corner of the couch cushions. No matter how hard he tried, his brain kept reminding him of all the things he wished to forget. All the blood, all the loud bangs and screams. All of it.

A sudden shriek caused the man to jump, it took him moments to realize he was the one who made the noise. He felt the weight of another human on his wrists, fighting against his body.

He whined, pleading with the weight to let go; to leave him alone. 

“Daeho, it’s me. Baby, let go of your hair.” You tried, voice gentle yet firm. You didn’t love taking that tone with him when he was regressed- especially not when he was having an episode…but you’d be damned to let your boy hurt himself.

After repeating your words a few more times, Daeho finally recognized your voice and thus the weight- his tears growing quicker as he frantically untangled his fingers from his locks. “Sorry! S-Sorry oma!” He sobbed, heaving deep breaths- as if he’d been starved for air.

You shushed him, running soothing hands over the skin on his arms, hair and face. The soft touches helping to bring your boy back to reality. 

“I’m not mad, you aren’t in trouble.” You reassured, running the pads of your thumbs under his eyes…wiping away any tears that continued to spill out. “Oma just doesn’t want you getting hurt, ‘kay?” You didn’t expect an answer- but you were delighted when you received a head nod.

“You’re in Oma’s apartment, far away from danger. Oma’s got you.” You promised, holding Daeho’s hand and pressing a gentle kiss to the back of his palm. 

Slowly yet surely, Daeho came back to you. His muscular limbs latching themselves around you- the muscles aching for a hug. You wrapped your arms around your boy, pressing gentle kisses all over his face.

“I’ve got you, little tiger.” You promised, smiling as your little nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. 

The two of you stayed that way for what felt like hours. Daeho listening to your reassuring words, letting them seep into his skin and carry his fears far far away. It wasn’t until the smell of a complete meal wafted from the kitchen to the living room that you two moved- thanks to the growl that came from the little’s stomach.

You pressed one last kiss to the little’s forehead before leading him to the dining table, “Such a brave boy.”

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I MISS MY GF 😭😭😭😭😭

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oh no :(( the spider thing sounds so horrible i'm really glad you're feeling better now!!

thank you !!

it was a w f u l but i'm fully healed up now and back to writing! riwoo fic should be up by tuesday :<