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[puppycoughf]

This is what regression feels like sometimes

[toddlrboy]

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𐂯 Name :: ONYX ( Azrael ) — Kippy / Veil ! ˗ ˏ ˋ PRONOUNS ☁️ he / it / xe + neos ! O1 — O5 ish (?) : 19teenie 🛝 .. 🥪 . 🚀🚙🥣 ﾉ autistic !! Otherkin/nonhuman + petreg 🦴 Spins : lps, marine life, pokemon, plushies currently hyperfixated on Irondad and his spiderson :3

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[justmejpg]

The Ekko to my Jinx

This is a rant about me and my ex being like Ekko and Jinx, so I mean read if you want.

My sweet handsome boy,

I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I’m so fucked up in this universe that I couldn’t love you how you deserved. I’m sorry I kept coming back when I didn’t know what I wanted with you. I’m sorry I left you when you needed me most. I’m sorry I didn’t open up to you. I’m sorry I keep leaving and coming back. I’m sorry I broke all my promises. I’m sorry I didn’t stay when I promised i would. I’m sorry I didn’t communicate and tell you the true reason why I left you the first time, the second, third, or every other time before that.

I broke up with you the first time because I loved you too much to drag you with my insecurities, to bring you down with how I was being bullied by others. I was so insecure, I felt you deserved the world and more, but I couldn’t give you everything and more when I felt like nothing at all.

The second time you left me, and I realized I loved you endlessly. I couldn’t handle the heartache, crying every single morning, mid day, and night begging God to bring you back to me. It’s the first time I ever prayed to God, the first time I started to believe.

All the other times was because I realized I didn’t know what I wanted. I told you I wanted you back, that I loved you, that I needed you. And I do. But my brain makes me feel guilty. You deserve it all, you deserve the world and more, everything I cannot give you, everything I am not. You deserve better, and I realized I cannot be better for you. But I was selfish, my heart wanted to keep you with me forever, so I kept playing you.

This time is the final time. Not because I’m finally able to say my heart no longer yearns to hold you, and the tears in my eyes have died, and the memories of you in my mind are kept as fond memories and don’t twist my gut. But because I know you’ve moved on now, finally, you’ve moved on to another girl. I hope she treats you right, I hope she loves you how you deserve to be loved, I hope she can give you the world and more for your perfect heart. I hope she can be everything I was not.

If you ever texted me again, I’d come running back, but I can never give you my heart again without every atom in my body shaking with guilt and unease, I cannot hurt you again. I know you loved me, loved all of me. My mistakes, flaws, and sins. You didn’t want me to change, you loved me all the same. But even if it’s selfish, I cannot let you love me, I cannot let you hurt yourself for me.

You’ve always been Ekko, T.I.G. But I will always be Jinx. Jinx and Ekko, Gwen and Miles. In every universe we fall in love, but only in one do we actually work. I’m sorry it couldn’t be this universe, I’m sorry I put you through so much and I know that left a mark on you forever, I’m so sorry. But I love you, to death, to the moon and back. You will always have a place in my heart, I will always think of you.

Bubba, please never doubt how much I love and yearn for you, but you are not mine, you can never be mine. Because I’m not full, I’m not ready, I’m not whole yet. I don’t want you to just fill the gap, I wanted us to fit like puzzle pieces. Your piece was simply just in a different box.

-Yours forevermore, L.

[baby-red-panda]

M cryin :(( rlly har rlly rlly har mmm :((

Da n mom yelling n making doctor pointments n m scare cuh dat mean nex month gon have get shots n blood drawn n wshhhhh m cryin n m hiding fact m regress frum bubba even tho m jus wan hug bubba :(( n talk to bubba n wahhhh

[zombiehearts2007]

This is the worst day.

I was comic con and I brought my Bubba plush along cause I take him everywhere and I put him in my pocket inside of my bag. I was having so much fun till I realised he was gone, sometime during the con he fell out of my pocket. I check everywhere and talk to everyone and they said they hadn’t seen him. I miss him so much, he’s out there all alone and dirty. He doesn’t belong out in the cold and harsh world. He belongs with me in my arms.

I gave the lost property desk me and my sister email and phone number with a picture of him. I’m still holding hope, there was so many people there and it’s was crazy busy so he that just fell out and got kicked under a stall or something and when they doing the end of day clean up they find him. The info people said it happens a lot and they usually always found at the end of the day, my mum even posted about it on Facebook.

I’m still hopeful that someone will find him and I’ll have him home soon. My mum said that none would take a leatherface plush cause his not really popular and a little scary looking. I hope she right.

I’m sorry for this long and sad post i just so sad. I knew his just a plush toy but he means so much to me and I was so stupid. I miss my Bubba

[cannibalkissies]

I can't believe I'm at the mercy of these people... they want to move to Florida once his parole is finished and I have no choice but to go with them. I mean I COULD be homeless but... I don't want that. Nobody wants that. I don't want it again. Urghhgggjf...

[limerlove]

KNUCKLE VELVET, TORN ON MY TEETH

❝ VI!ONE SHOT ❞

pairing. pitfighter!vi x bartender!reader

warnings. eighteen+, nsfw content: arcane season two spoilers, soft angst, smut, bartender!reader, crashout!vi mends her cold heart, inexperienced!vi, switch!reader + vi, fem coded reader, coded alcohol addiction, slight spit kink, strap use.

KNUCKLE VELVET TORN ON MY TEETH, there's something charming about the pitfighter who doesn't stop drinking until she reaches the bottom of the barrel and the bartender who keeps walking her home.

wc. 7k+

rayray yaps. popping my vi!oneshot cherry, hehe, and i'm happy to do so. the vi brainrot has been real as fuck lately. i fear it's not going away anytime soon. but i wanted to give a special shoutout to @hypnagogics for proofreading this fic, means sm to me ily + my sweet bubba, @absfawn for the title name, i could kiss you until my lips fall off. the best people ever, i love them so much. okay, now i have yapped enough! happy reading, hope you enjoy.

Trapped in the abyss, just when everything had been taken from her life seems to sacrifice another offering on a silver platter. Something else that she thought could be hers, but wasn’t. In the end, all of it was the same. Life is the same. She takes three steps forward, circumstances out of her control take her apart like enforcers imposing their will on Zaun, and she’s forced to move five steps back. It’s all she feels, powerless. 

Wanting nothing more than to drown her sorrows, forget all that she's lost. For everything that’s been taken, Vi feels an overpowering loss, threatening to take over everything she’s trying to build. But Vi thinks of none of it now, she can’t afford to think of one more thing. So, she doesn’t. All of her mind forgets. She forces herself to. 

Zaun, Piltover, Jinx, Vander, Silco, and Cait. 

She drowns in blood, sweat, and liquor for nights to come. She forgets everything and you are just the cherry top on this one shitty sundae. Anytime she’s here, Vi manages to get herself into a fight. Each time. Every time she tries to apologize or hold an ounce of guilt in her eyes, you see right through her crystal blues. From the very first night, you called her bullshit. Even if Vi didn’t give in, it was hard to hide her small smirk. 

She lets herself think it’s because you’re a bartender. You practically get paid to read people, listen to them vent about shit you probably don’t give two shits about and break up the fights that erupt every thirty minutes. Overinflated egos and drunken assholes weren’t a great mix. The jury was still out if you though Vi was one. She could have both, she didn’t really talk much. Vi fought, drank until she couldn’t see straight, and you helped her up to her small apartment right across the street and up the steps into her said apartment. 

No matter how hard she tries, it always ends the same. Vi looking like an imbecile and you, the pretty bartender who shuts down every advance she throws your way. Vi wonders who had a stronger shell, what you’re hiding in order to protect yourself. 

Maybe she is just an asshole. 

“You don’t have to walk me up here. I-I can make it just fine on my own.” 

As soon as your fingertips let go of her fragile frame, Vi’s inebriated body collapses on the concrete steps, grabbing onto the metal framing as if her life depends on it. 

“Really? Now you wanna prove a point?” 

“For your information, I’m always in it to prove a point.” 

Even if your words are harsh, with a soft smile and a hand open, Vi takes it as you let her lean on your weight as you assist her up the steps. There’s little shame to be had once the two of you make it in. It isn’t like the first time and when she noticed the scrunch of your nose in taking the smell, tequila and grease. Vi thought it was cute but she halts any further thought. 

Quickly, Vi disposed of her leather jacket and pants she’s left in boxers and the wrap protecting her chest. The part of her life that seems to be kept together. She doesn’t really mind it though, you. Seeing her like this. Even more so, she enjoys it. You’re always so dismissive at the bar, hardly holding eye contact, turning down any flirting she hurls your way. Just like the vomit Vi had nearly thrown up on your shoes but made a quick diversion for the bush to the right of her instead. 

This is truly the only time she knows you want her. Not so subtly, your eyes trace her like each pinpoint of your gaze is painting her on a clean canvas, one Vi wonders if she’ll like or not. When she’s been around you, she’s been wondering about a lot of things — thoughts she quite literally can’t afford. 

It’s her, nothing ever ends well when her feelings can get crushed on the other side. 

Everything she touches burns to ash before she can even hold it for a moment, a second of symphony retaliates with years of misery. How could you be any different? She wishes you would burn her underneath your gaze, put her out of the misery she feels growing every day, but you don’t. You’re always pulling her out of trouble when you truly don’t have to. It’s not your job to take care of her or hell, even look after her. 

But you do and she can’t seem to figure out why. 

“Why are you doing this?” 

“Just shut the fuck up and let me help you. Not everyone has a motive. Some people just like to help when someone is so clearly struggling.” 

“I’m not—” 

You give her a glare that seems to shut her up. You draw a bath for her. It’s easy to find her towels in the only cabinet. It’s an acute studio apartment. More so of a small room with a stove stop, minimal counter space, and one bathroom enough to bathe and brush her teeth in. There isn’t much left of it but it’s hers. Grabbing the first aid kit, you kneel between her legs, the mattress sits on the floor, her legs spread and stretching out in front of you. 

“Let me help you. Alright?” Vi grumbles, a incoherent complaint, but she lets you tend to her wounds. 

It’s mainly just cleaning off her dry blood as she still complains in the process, but there’s a few cuts on her face and her cheeks are already beginning to bruise. It’s not a secret, she bruises like a peach but she always makes sure her opponent is leaving a lot more with just a few cuts and a bruise the size of a plum. 

It’s then, when you’re concentrating on the cuts on her face, the busted lip she’s sporting; she looks at you. Maybe it’s the first time she has, but without even realizing it, she gets lost. Not in the way Vi doesn’t know who she is, that she’s completely lost on, but Vi sees you. 

Bright-eyed, optimistic, helpful, kind — all attributes she couldn’t claim but wears like a badge of honor. As if helping others instills you with a sense of purpose, something that’s always been a lost cause to her. Fight until the next fight, and the next, and the next. That’s what she’s done, she's always been a fighter. She’s fallen back on it when needed. It’s clear to her. Like a vision she could see, crystal clear through some stupid ball, it’s always been about survival. 

But how much longer does she want to fight and how much more does she have in her? 

“Thanks.” Vi speaks softly. 

Not knowing where to place her palms, she settles for her thigh. Silent as she watches, nearly analyzing every moment, every glance, every little thing you’re doing. It’s sobering to say the least. You don’t need to be delicate but you are. It’s more kindness than she deserves, nearly leaving a bitter taste on her tongue but when you offer a small smile and a soft whisper, you’re welcome. 

It’s the sweetest thing Vi has ever seen. 

There’s something different in the way you look at her. The soft omission exposes how sweet on Vi you may be. Definitely more than you’d let on, which was well…none. Up until tonight, she thought you hated her. With each word uttered in your direction, Vi assumed you’d rather swallow bile than stomach her slurred, flirty speech. 

“Why do you want to help? It’s not like I’ve exactly been—” 

“Kind?” 

“Yeah, something like that.” 

This time Vi lets the smile reach her eyes and your smile gets even sweeter. She can practically feel the sweetness rotting her teeth as she speaks. It’s the first time she feels something new, something as bright as the light radiating through your eyes. 

“You just seem different. Even if you do try to hide it.” 

With a flush of crimson coating the apple of her cheeks, she’s never been quite as exposed as this. The next few weeks are spent with less drinking, but Vi frequents the bar just as much as she did before. She orders a few pints just to talk to you. She’s learning more about you, slowly but surely, you’re opening up more. Divulging information you wouldn’t have before, trust is earned. It’s something you told her the first night you met and to this day, Vi still remembers it. 

Regardless of how drunk she’d been when you said it. 

It’s a typical night. Vi flirted with you but you aren’t being dismissive tonight but you’re careful enough to not let her know exactly how you feel. Everything you say is guarded enough you keep her on her toes, for a moment she thinks she might have to become a ballerina. It’s a slow night, Wednesday. Go figure Vi thinks. There was a woman who’d also been flirting with you all night. Vi thought she was beautiful, sweet, funny…certainly was making you laugh all night. 

Part of Vi wanted to feel jealous but it feels too good hearing you laugh, she says nothing. Maybe you just don’t like women. Vi was known for reading into things too much, thinking everyone thought with their heart first just like she did, and assuming every hot and attractive woman was into other women — just like she is. 

But the brunette left before closing, leaving Vi and a few other regulars paying their tab as they stumbled home with a belly full of liquor of their choosing. 

“Alright Vi, don’t you have somewhere to be? Maybe getting some sleep for the night?” 

“I don’t sleep much, it’s better if I don’t.” 

“Keeps the nightmares away.” 

All Vi does is nod. 

“Story of the century.” You take Vi’s empty pint before washing it dispersing in the sink before cleaning up the remainder of the bar top. “Everyone’s got one around here and the new one is usually even more depressing than the last.” 

“What about yours?” 

“If you wanna hear that, I’ll have to be the one doing the drinking.” You smile but it’s the first one Vi recognizes as insincere. 

“Yeah, seems to be the stone cold requirement for a heart to heart.” 

Vi’s silent as you vent to her about the customer who refused to pay up tonight until you threatened to kick his ass and that wasn't enough, you threatened Letty on him. Vi found herself only slightly entranced as you spoke with such color, your animated voice doing impressions of the stubborn patreon, moving your hands as you speak, eyebrows furrowed as you finished the story. 

You’re done cleaning and are ready to close by the time you finish, locking the door as Vi stuffs her hands in her pockets, “Can I ask you something?” 

You cling to your bag like a lifeline. Vi notices how tight your grip is on the strap, almost as if you’re afraid. Of what? She has a craving to find out. “Why’d you turn her away? She seemed plenty interested. Not your type?” 

You take a step forward, just as close as the last time you were in her apartment, tending to wounds she wouldn’t have really cared about but still she let you clean them. 

You didn’t have to know that. Not yet, anyway. 

“No, not really. I like my women a little rough around the edges, stumbling out of bars so wasted they can’t even walk home by themselves.” You smirk, grabbing the lapel of her leather jacket as you tug her closer to you. “Or is that what you want me to say?” 

“Is it true?” 

You both know the hope in her eyes is dangerous. 

Hope. 

A foreign concept in Zaun. If you get too close to the flame, you’ll get burned, dusting into ash as if you never existed. It’s what shimmer did to people, wipe them off the map until they reformed into a shell of what they used to be. You didn’t just get out of a place like this, not without some help. Vi could barely even help herself. 

The both of you know it’s a bad idea. A terrible, god awful idea, but you still move in closer to her. Vi notices and she wipes the smirk off her face, your warm hands finding purchase on her exposed hips, drawing soft circles on her hip bones. She likes it, even when her heart feels torn from being blown to bits by a certain blue-eyed beauty. 

Vi likes you. 

“Your skin is softer than I thought it would be, smooth like pure silk. Not that I’ve ever touched it before but I’ve got to believe it would feel a lot like this.” 

Vi feels a tingle up her spin, your touch is overwhelming, more than she bargained for really. A stumbling, messy kiss is all she really expected if anything. Not this. Clearly, you knew what to do. Leaving Vi a little clueless in that department, she’s knocked off her feet once again but this time in a way she wants to be. But actually bringing something this special to anything more than a few flirty quips? It never seems to be her strong suit. 

So, she puts her best foot forward. Her big stupid mouth, one she can never quite fully silence. “I can guarantee my lips feel a lot softer.” 

“Vi—” You speak her name like a warning, an unspoken law you’re breaking by entertaining your feelings and the bubbling sentiments you hold for her close to your heart. You know better than to keep it so close, but the halo in her eyes blinds you to reason and you let it. 

“It’s Violet but you can call me whatever you want, sweets.” 

You chuckle at the pet name. 

“Just one night. That’s it. Just to get it out of our system.” 

“One night, sweets. It’s all I need.” 

— 

It’s how you ended up here, the third night in a row since the first, trapped under the web of Vi and her eager mouth. Slender, perfectly sculpted fingers feel like a hex to your cunt, every moment causing you to fall further into her spell. To say she has a certain talent would be considered an understatement. It’s clear Vi’s enjoying herself, fuck, damn near suffocates herself in your weeping cunt. Last night wasn’t nearly enough, she needs to have you, again. Not that you were complaining. 

As much as you hate to admit it, there has been no one as generous as her. As good as her, as sweet, as kind, and she did whatever the hell you asked for. Nothing has beaten the first night, her thumping clit nudging against your as she hiked one of your legs over her toned shoulders. 

It’s not a secret how built she is, far from it, but it’s another thing entirely to watch her flexed bicep ripple with every grind of her hips. Each movement seems to be calculated with precision, focused on doing more than just making herself feel good. With pure determination, glazed over crystal blue eyes, and a pouty scarred lip, she makes sure you’re enjoying this as much as her. With each moan you let slip, her confidence only grows until she’s commanded full control over you. She takes what she wants from you and in return you’re seeing stars behind your eyes, constellations created in the shape of her name as you come. 

“That’s it pretty girl, just for me, yeah?” Vi talks you through  as she works you through your orgasm with her strong hips, not stopping even after you’ve cum. She wants more and Vi pulls three more orgasms out of you before she’s done for the night. You expected her to be good. There was no shocker there but you didn’t expect her to be so sweet afterwards. Vi is a drunk, an addict, whether she wants to accept it or not. You could be just another object she’s addicted to. Somehow, you convince yourself it’s just a one time thing. It doesn’t mean anything, it won’t. 

Truthfully it feels much more than just a one night stand, more than an itch being scratched — the blossoming ache in your soul feels tethered to your heart every time Vi makes you feel an ounce of love — even when she tries to hide it behind a wall. Whether you’re aware, the wall can’t seem to stop crumbling. Brick by brick, it’s coming undone just as you have. Weak-willed and with purpose, you fall into her. 

There isn’t an inch of your body Vi didn’t kiss. Her lips tattooing every inch of your skin with marked affection, almost as if she’s mending your skin with the burn of her lips. When she claims your soft lips, haunting you with the salvation of perfection as her velvet tongue invades your mouth, the taste of you melting from her tongue to yours. The silent declaration you didn’t ask for but craved, the carnal moan leaving her mouth as she chuckles when your hips pathetically grind into hers. 

Vi enjoys your company, that much is clear, but this time you bring her to your place. It’s more or less the same. Both of you coming down from the highest of highs, you feel sticky, dirty, and damn right heavenly. Vi disappears into your bathroom, grabbing a wash rag before dampening the material underneath a warm faucet. Carefully, she kneels by your hips, legs twitching softly as her skilled fingers find your slit before Vi’s sucking the digit in your mouth. 

“I just wanted one last taste before I clean you up.” 

As she has before, Vi makes good on her promise and cleans you up. She enjoys when the pad of her thumb grazes against your clit, terribly overstimulated, your stomach twitches. All Vi can do is chuckle. 

“I’m just a little—” 

“Sensitive?” Vi smirks as you hide your face in the palm of her hands, the pad of her thumb gently caressing your skin.  

It’s the lightest she’s felt in weeks. Almost as if she’s floating on a cloud, she wants to stay up there in the cloudiest of nines. Just you and her and an aging mattress as she offers you everything she can give. Albeit, it isn’t much but she’ll still freely give. 

Like a dog with a bone, Vi corners you on the third night when it’s just you and her in the bar. Closing time has long since arrived and vanished into the crisp air of the night but Vi has you bent over the bar, desperation clawing at the weathered countertop of the bar as Vi’s fingers fucks your pretty little hole while her tongue laps at the slick that’s dripping out of you. Your pretty little skirt pushed up, your panties pushed to the side as she laps and sucks at your juices. She can feel you dripping onto her chin and it only makes her that much more eager to swallow every bit you have to offer. 

“We shouldn’t be doing this—” Fuck. Vi starts doing tricks with her tongue, sliding in another finger, pushing against the soft spot buried deep as she toys with you in the way knows best. “We, um, Vi we said just one night.” 

“Shut the fuck up and take it like a good girl. Or did you forget?” Vi moans into your cunt, the vibrations causing your thighs to shake under her mouth. “It’s not like you were complaining last night.” 

Vi silences you as her pace picks up, her fingers fucking you at such a pretty pace, feeling the build grow in the pit of your stomach edging to come to a full bloom. 

All of you begging for it to be released. Vi uses her free hand to slap your ass, sending you moaning and lurching forward. You push yourself back grinding against her tongue, before she removes her divine mouth as she kisses up your spine, her fingers stuffed inside you not faltering for a moment. 

Vi continues to kiss up your spine until she reaches the nape of your neck, her breath kissing your skin, your body shivers into her touch. Full lips ghost over your ear before whispering quietly, “Are you sure you want me to stop? I will if you want me to. I just thought you might wanna, you know, take my cock tonight. Give it a good ride.” 

The moan you let out would put Aphrodite’s to shame, needy and choked sobs escape you as her fingers thrust inside you faster than they have before. 

“Oh? Do you like the sound of that, babygirl? Want to show me how good you can be for me?” Vi doubled down on her efforts, enjoying how much you arched into her body, your hips pushing back as you grind into quick fingers. She’s fucking you better than well…anyone. 

“Vi, please.” Your voice catches in your throat, hoarse and full of need. An insatiable craving; one you fear only she can provide. A few mindless days and careless flirting to land in her sheets, her in yours, the details didn’t truly matter. A vampire out for blood, almost more venomous than precious canines breaking the skin, you yearned to suck on every last drop. But she didn’t seem to be in a mind frame to relinquish control. 

“Please what? I’m not sure if I understand you.” 

All of it, so tantalizing, so fucking infuriating. Three fingers inside you, effectively making you silent, shutting you up as she brings you closer to the edge. That’s the thing, truthfully, Vi has you right where she wants. Only a few thrusts away until you come undone around her. The black haired succubus increases the pace, thumb playing with your clit, her calloused fingers increasing your high as she applies more pressure on the thousands of nerve endings on your precious pearl. 

“Shit. You’re gonna pay for this.” 

“What? For making you come? I hardly constitute that as a crime.” 

Your hands reach for the counter top, you’re not sure what exactly you want, but Vi makes you come for the first time that night. It’s a game, the push and pull. Dangerous. Intoxicating. Some disposition falling far from your fingertips, a game to her and a downward hill spiral for you. Addiction festering next to an open wound and the only antidote can be found on her tongue. Tasting the devil’s mouth is one thing but swallowing the sensation of the woman you’re beginning to love is something else entirely. 

Vi, despite her best efforts not to, makes you fall over the edge. It’s more than her eager tongue and expectant mouth slurping at the vindication of your taste. The craving builds like an exposed vein. Her confidence irrevocably soars like a raven through the midnight sky. Even if Vi acts like she’s done this before, you could pull the curiosity intertwined with naivety a mile away. Violet has never done this before, not with a woman at least, you’re sure of it. She’s a fast learner and such a great accomplishment should replenish such a reward. 

With the energy you have left, you push your skirt down first, as Vi puts your underwear back in place. She doesn’t stop touching you. She can’t. There isn’t much she feels she has control over, this arrangement being one of them. She’s good at this and Vi enjoys it. Every other part of her life, failure surrounds her, her ability not to please anyone in her life. 

In a constant loop, she finds herself caught in the crossfire. Tugged between sister and lover, family and righteousness. Her enemy becomes her lover and lover becomes enemy — all of it poisons her blood and cures her core — and all of it makes her hear a voice she doesn’t recognize but it’s just as true as the four walls surrounding her. 

Oil and water. 

Collecting like scars on her porcelain skin, Vi feels herself sink like an obliterating star. There’s a wonder settled in her chest, it feels heavy and weak, two incapable fists unable to surround her heart with anything but loss, betrayal even. She can’t punch her way out of this one.

All of it wakes a fire in her chest, a dagger being punctured in her heart by the one Vi thought she could trust the most. She doesn’t want to admit it so she doesn’t. 

But this? It feels easy. 

She needs easy, light, even good. Maybe she doesn’t deserve it. 

Vi definitely doesn’t, the sentence flows like a never-ending stream of waterfall continuously drowning her. The blood on her hands stains her perception of all things pure, she wonders how she even sees you at all. How you see her more vividly than anyone, possibly even Cait. There’s no judgment, no snarky remark of where she comes from. Even if she thought there had once been love, Vi questions it now. 

When you come, it feels like a breath of fresh air, a golden wave washing over her sinful hands. Each stroke of gold, your grit and blind hopefulness soaks Vi’s entity. This is what she wants. There’s nothing more than this, someone she could love, who loves her. It’s uncomplicated but the feeling flees as you come to it. Vi can’t help but feel regretful as you cover your ass, it’s such a pretty sight. She can’t stop that she’s greedy, you’ve fed her for the first time in her life and now Vi feels full but she’s only human. 

A sinner always craves more. 

She lets her touch linger on the gold between your thighs, pushing the white substance back into you before Vi lets you feel how wet you are, the dripping slick feels uncomfortable caged into cotton underwear and she wants you to feel it. The breath Vi hears are still heavy, impossibly heavy, and there’s pride in hearing you center yourself, back pressed against her chest as Vi keeps you in place. 

The pleasure within your body begins to slither away as you come back into the angel you are and not the sexual deviant bent over the woman who never pulls her punches. 

“Felt good, yeah?” Vi says. Her angelic, sweeter than the cotton candy stick in your teeth, voice penetrates through. You like it too much. It shouldn’t make you feel as good as it does. Desperately, you want to keep this casual but you’re even losing your footing. 

You pride yourself on the lack of attachment; you don’t need it. Never really had. But then with her it seems to change even faster than the seasons, your wall breaks somehow in between from spring to summer. With intent, you move around, her bright eyes have darken a bit but the fading light looks brighter than you’ve ever seen it. 

Fuck, Vi is making this difficult. 

“You could say that.” You speak softly, a tremble in your voice occurs but Vi says nothing but she does smirk. “Can I ask you something?” 

You turn around and suddenly Vi is staring at your exposed cleavage, the one you use to draw in patreons and to fill your pockets with as many tips as one can muster. Vi had been one, a faithful one trying to drink her away to the bottom of every bottle until she found something else for her. Something that didn’t leave a burn in her throat. 

“What is it?” 

“Was it your first time? The first night?” 

Sheepishly, Vi blushes. For a second, she contemplates lying but you’d see right through it. Right through her. It would only take one look in her blues and you would know. 

“That obvious?” Vi struggles with her words next but she manages to murmur a lame excuse. “Stillwater didn’t leave much time for this.” 

“And after?” You tease but the sincerity in your eyes soothes her. 

“There could have been but there wasn’t. Some things just don’t fit.” Oil and water is what she wants to say but she bites her tongue. 

“You should have told me. I wouldn’t have been so, I don’t know, selfish?” 

“There’s nothing selfish about it. I wanted to make you feel good. Did you enjoy yourself?” This time she makes your skin feel hot. Fuck. 

“Yeah, I did enjoy myself,” you pressed against her as your arms loop around Vi’s necks to bring her closer “but I think it’s officially my turn to offer my services. Don’t you think so?” 

It’s how Vi ends up here, in your place, in your bed — soaked. 

If there was one thing you knew, it was how to please someone. You managed to pull whimpers out of her she didn’t even know existed. The desperate plea coming from her shivering body as she spilled in your mouth the first time sent a shiver down her spine, the band in her stomach snapping as you sloppily spit on her cunt, constant circles of pressure on her clit seeing nothing but your eyes look up at her. 

Not letting a single drop go to waste, you fucked Vi through it, swallowing her completely. Vi shed the wrap covering her chest next. Her body bruised from the pit fights but you couldn’t think of anyone more beautiful than her. You paid attention to her collarbones, neck, and her tits. Sucking on her nipples as Vi tries to come down from the high you placed her on, she doesn’t think she ever will. 

She tries not to think that she wanted these things with Caitlyn. Cait. Cupcake. 

Vi only allows herself to think of her when she’s dreaming, visions of what that could have been, what she used to be. All of it so trivial, so senseless when she thinks of you. How you make her feel is different and she tries not to think of what it all means. 

One night. 

Then two. 

Now three. 

In another life, maybe she was stronger, and didn't need to be wanted. Hell, even needed. She could wait for someone who she thought loves her but the other part of her doesn’t want to think, she wants to feel. Vi likes feeling the softness of your skin, the light in your laughter, the swell of your exposed chest, the way your greedy eyes take in her abs, your soft lips kissing every part of her skin. The smooth, the scarred, the unworthy — you take it all in such stride. 

“Do you want to stop? I think I lost you for a second.” You inquire to the pretty girl beneath you, her hands find your waist, creating makeshift circles on your hip bones. 

“No, that’s the last thing I want.” Vi brings you to her lips, capturing your bottom lip, tongue invading your mouth. She tastes herself as your tongue melts with hers and the rest of her worries melt away. It’s just you and her. “I want to keep going.” 

“Then tell me what you want, baby. I’ll do whatever you want. It’s yours if you want it.” 

It’s spoken as a reminder. All of this is her decision. Vi decides when she wants this, how she wants it, and you’re letting her take all of it in the way she needs. Vi tried not to think the first couple times, she never wanted her first time to be a big deal. Maybe with Caitlyn it could have been, but then she changed. 

Vi thought maybe she could too. So, she did. 

“Can you—” Vi stutters. Yet again her attention gets pulled to your tits, the softness of your stomach, she can’t stop looking at you. As if she’s trying to remember everything about you. She’s committed to it. Vi wants to remember the soft curves of your hips, the way you moan when she comes on your tongue. 

The sight of you looking down at her makes she lose every rational thought, she wants to commit to memory forever. It won’t be something she easily forgets. 

“Gotta speak up, babygirl. Especially if you want me to keep my attention focused on this pretty cunt of yours.” 

You sit between her legs, tilting your head, you look at her glistening pussy, the way it shines with her cum and your sloppy spit. It would look even more exquisite with a little more. Taking a beat as you take your time, you gather enough in your mouth before spitting slowly, Vi whimpering as your spit makes contact with her lower pair of lips. She couldn’t stop it, it slips and you’re grinning, hips desperately bucking to feel more of it. 

“F-Fuck, need your cock. Please? I need it more than anything.” Vi confesses. There’s no need for dignity, especially if she keeps it and you won’t give her what she’s itching for. 

“Yeah? Are you sure about it? Don’t want you backing out just in case you can’t be a good girl and take it.” 

She can take it but she can’t take the countless teasing, trapped underneath the images drowning in her mind. This is what she wants, someone to dissolve into her, make her forget everything that has happened, just a pretty girl with some pretty tits who knows how to fuck. Right? That’s all this is. It’s all it can be tonight. Her lip is busted from the fight tonight, knuckles bloodied and bruised, but you don’t seem to mind all that much. It’s all the same to you. Vi is all the same, that’s been clear from the start. 

Then, she decides to let her mind get shut off, let herself fall into you. You did know how to take care of her and tonight she would let you. 

“Let me know if it’s too much, okay?” 

“I promise.” 

Once the harness is on, you wedge yourself in between her thighs, tattooed and toned, brave and brawny but she transforms into someone else entirely once you’re sinking inside her warm walls. You think about what it would feel like to feel her. Is she clenching around your cock? Would you feel the throbbing heartbreak of her clit? What you can hear is the whimper, uncontrollable and breathtaking, you slip further into her as you make home in her beautiful cunt. 

She’s made it yours to take. You’d do anything and everything for her, the thought alone scares so you do what you do best, you grind your hips slowly. Not wanting to overwhelm her too quickly, it’s the first time she’s taking penetration and you want it to be good for her. 

“You’re so perfect. Doing so good for me, taking my cock like a fucking champ.” You whisper out, taking too much enjoyment in her getting lost in your soft thrusts. Vi’s chest starts to heave as her hips roll into yours. Vi never even imagined wanting this, or that she could really have it with someone else. It’s not like she’s experienced, she has nothing to compare it to, but it feels incredibly intimate. 

She likes how you’re being with her. Soft, gentle, delicate. Vi thought she’d never want to feel that way, but maybe it’s just under the right circumstance in the right light. 

“Shit, shit, shit” Vi chants as your hand grabs the headboard, giving her one particular powerful thrust. Perky tits spring to life, jolting against the sudden movement, her moan so fucking load, as you continue your movements. This time not as hard, but you pick up your pace, wanting to see if she would have any arguments against it but Vi doesn’t. Profanities and whimpers leave her mouth as you split her on your cock. Face half-smashed into the pillow, trying to muffle her moans and you offer this one mercy. 

She’s still shy. 

Now is a good time as any to fuck it out of her. 

“Do you want more Vi? Want me to go…faster?” Placing a hand on her abdomen, the abs defined and clenching as you halt your thrust for a moment. “Do you wanna feel me in your stomach, baby?” 

“Can you even do that? I’m not so sure you’re even capable. Looks like the rookie knows more moves than the veteran.” Vi bites back. But it doesn’t last for long. Vi thinks she must have said the wrong thing, pushed you too far, you slipped off her but only to move her body to the edge of the bed, placing her on all fours right in front of a very convenient mirror. 

“Fine. Thought I’d be sweet but that isn’t what you really want. If you want to get treated like a whore, I’ll fuck you like one.” You take a beat to appreciate her wonderfully sculpted back, the artwork is truly exquisite. It feels so much like her but the foolish girl is smirking at you through the mirror. 

You know you’ve been caught ogling at her body, checking out every inch of her exposed body, you slap her ass in retaliation but she just grinds her ass back onto you. 

“I’m waiting.” Teasingly, Vi arches her spine more. “Where’s the whore fucking you’re muling about?” 

In one move, you’re inside her, fucking her beautiful face into the mattress. Never in her life has she felt so full, so good, so sweet. You grab her by the meat of her hips, bringing you back on her repeatedly. Vi wonders what she would give to have this, have you, and the thought scares her just as badly. She instead focused on you. 

Tits bouncing as you thrust into her at a punishing pace. Divinely and so perfectly you, making her see stars, she feels trapped. Not in a punishing way, but in a way that has her never wanting to leave the entrapments of your coaxing cock. At this moment, this is where she’s meant to be, just a toy for you to use. 

But it’s more than what meets the eye. If Vi was just a toy, you’d be done after the first night. Tonight, you weren’t using her for your own pleasure. You seemed perfectly content to give. The shine in her eyes gave you something only she could, edging you even further, a constant wave hitting Vi like a tidal wave making home on the shore. 

“God, you’re just too perfect. Fuck, just like that, take what’s yours.” Bouncing back on the strap, the words fall from her lips before she can’t stop them. Overflowing like a water fountain, it’s before she really even realizes what she’s saying, it just feels right. 

“Mommy, please.” 

Vi has had those words on the tip of her tongue but not that you’re fucking her into a different dimension, she lets the aching plea slip from sinful lips. It’s only once but it’s enough to set you off. You pull Vi up, her gorgeous back pressed against your chest, sitting on your thighs as you fuck up into her. Brutally, she takes everything you have to give. 

Sweat glistening across her body, accentuating her chest as she tries to compose herself  but you don’t give her the option. No. It would be too easy, wouldn’t it?

“I want you to watch, Violet. Watch yourself when you cum, be a good girl and show me how pretty you look, hm? Wouldn’t wanna disappoint, Mommy, now would you?” 

Vi sucks on your middle digit, tongues swirling as she feels the tight band in her stomach, threatening to snap. She’s close. When the sensationally soft pad of your thumb applies pressure on her clit, Vi’s done for. 

“Shit, oh my fucking god, baby baby babbyyyyy.” Incoherent murmurs and moans come in abundance as Vi bounces herself your cock, falling right apart as you toy with her clit, fucking her through the impending high. Your other arm tweaks around and up, fingers squeezing her tits, over stimulating her as she slumps against you. 

It’s the easiest task ever done. Submit to you, your skilled fingers, the power of your sinfully sensational thrusts, she comes all over you. The powerful demeanor weakens before your very eyes. When you gently move her back on the bed, slipping out of her, Vi’s eyes begin to water from the loss. 

The first time getting strapped down is always a lot to handle, you’d still taken it easier on her, too afraid you would push her too far but by the blissed out eyes, she’d enjoyed herself. She had enjoyed herself and you couldn’t really ask for much more. 

When the both of you are cleaned up, Vi cuddles into your frame and you let her. Even if your first instinct is to push her away, saying something you know that’ll hurt her, none of it finds any merit on your tongue. For the first time, you find it difficult to turn away a pretty girl, her lips kissing your collarbones, up your neck until she finds home on your own lips, sloppily invading your mouth with your tongue. 

Hitting you where it hurts, she moans your name in her mouth, unable to contain the neediness she feels around you. It’s worse than Cait. This is pure addiction entangled with something carnal. Vi knows if she doesn’t get to fuck you again, you fucking her cunt again, she might as well give up on life now. 

“I could go again.” 

You chuckle. Of course she could. 

“Don’t know rookie, that might be all you can handle for the night.” 

It’s a challenge and you know she’ll bite the bait. 

With ease she gets on top of you, and just as if she’s done it a hundred times, Vi sinks on your cock, “I think I can handle another ride, don’t you?” 

[revelboo]

my darling bubba! he’s very much a confused toddler and likes to chew when he’s left and and if he can reach it.

Aww! Cute!

Calm

Megatron

• “An Autobot!” Startling at Megatron’s roar, you fumble and nearly drop the bowl of semisolid energon, and your two oldest kids charge into your little kitchen, grabbing at your legs while your daughter squeals excitedly. And you shoot the warlord a look, your annoyance fizzling as he cradles your twins against his chassis, both sparklings staring with wide optics, excited even if they have no idea what’s going on. “You’re captured,” he adds, lips quirking.

• Smiling as your daughter babbles at what may or may not be ‘autobot’ at you, tugging at your coverings, Megatron clears his vents with a little amused huff when you arch your brows at him, but set the bowl down, bending to take both of the kids’s hands. “Alright. You got me,” you say, expression softening as your daughter yanks at your hand, pointing imperiously, little wings flicking.

• “You know what to do with bad Autobots,” Megatron growls and you roll your eyes at him, letting your kids lead you to a corner and then obediently sitting down. In timeout, apparently. And you notice when your oldest son starts having second thoughts, fidgeting frantically with his hands. And you open your arms for him to crawl into your lap, knowing he’s suddenly upset with the game. “They have to be punished,” Megatron adds not noticing.

• Realizing something’s shifted, he vents as your oldest son’s face crumples. Hesitating as one sparkling squeals “Aughbah” and the little mech hides his face against your neck, Megatron shifts his sparklings in his grip, the little ones so tiny as he joins you, sliding down to sit beside you, arm against yours. “It’s okay, no one’s fighting,” you murmur. And his spark aches at the youngling’s distress, shifting the twins so he can hook an arm around you, he leans his head against yours. Your biofield crackling with worry.

• Relaxing so your second oldest will, you hum a lullaby for him, leaning into Megatron. Not even surprised when your daughter realizes she’s not the center of attention and runs over to wiggle herself between you and Megatron as one of the twins warbles, servos in his mouth. Shouldn’t he be talking by now? Or at least trying? Soundwave doesn’t seem worried, but your oldest son isn’t that much younger than his sister and he’s so quiet most of the time. “We’re alright,” Megatron growls, arm tightening around you, reassuring you as you lean into him.

Just a heads up to y’all adding me on Pokemon Go, I’m not a serious player. I do stuff like this because they really shouldn’t trust me to name pokemon

[tinydefector]

Dudeee i am soooo curious what happened to baby/or sparkling (I think that's the term of baby on transformers) Megatron with the human :33333

Baby baths

Megatron x human reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: bathing

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Megatron hums light as he cradles the tiny baby in his arms as gently as his massive servos allow. red optics gaze down in awe at the tiny child. "Fragile little thing," he rumbles softly, tone warmer than anyone might have believed possible. Megatron softly traces tiny fingers and wriggling his servo as tiny hands grip instinctively at his plating. The bitlet coos up at their sire, drawing a low purr Megatron as he smiles.

"My little star," he murmurs reverently. They giggle back up at him which makes his optics crinkle in adoring love. “Yes you my little star” he rumbles again only to hear his lover call out. “bathes ready” they make their way back over to Megatron. "OK let me grab them" they call out while waiting for Megatron to lean down enough to grab their baby. "Come here bubba" they coo.

Megatron chuckles as they pull their parents' cheeks squealing in excitement. “it still baffles me that you let sparkling water in this young” he hums as they move into the washroom. Megatron follows behind.

His optics linger on his lover as they slowly slide down to sit in the bath with their baby, setting them into the shallow water of the bath. They shoot Megatron a smile as their baby splashes water giggling and squealing in delight. “Yes, yes I know you love bath time.” With great care, Megatron lowers himself to sit on the floor beside the tub so he can rest his hand on the side while they sit in the water. The delight written across their little one's face is mirrored in his partner's smile.

Megatron finds himself leaning nearer, stooping low to better hear each tiny chatter and coo. Never did he imagine sharing in such mundane joys of new life - yet in this moment, this was the only place he wished to be.

"Yes papa’s here too" They coo at their child who squeals in delight as they grab at his large hand. "Maybe if you ask him real nicely he'll shrink and come sit in the bath with us" they tease their child who just giggles and smiles up at Megatron with big baby eyes.

Megatron's spark fluttered for a moment. At his partner's playful suggestion, a low rumble of mirth emerges from his engines. "As my little star commands," he replies gently, optics alight with joy.

Systems whir in concentration, slowly shifting as his frame decreases in size until his massive frame is smaller. A Servo gentle waves in the water, mindful of his reduced bulk yet enjoying each happy trill his actions invoke. Crimson gaze lifts adoringly between his sparkling, no baby and partner, he corrects himself.

He slowly steps into the bath cautious not to hurt either of his sweetsparks as he sits down. Scooping a few palmfuls to cascade over them in steady streams. "Look at you, you've come so far since the first time you held them, God you were so afraid to hurt them, when i placed them in your arms" they tease.

his little one wobbling eagerly towards their sire's outstretched arms. With the help of their parent. a rumble of profound affection rumbles from him as he carefully scoops them up in his arms, holding them close yet steady against his chassis.

"And I was," he murmurs gratefully, crimson optics flick with the memory files playback that first trembling moment, terror of crushing their delicate frame. Now, little hands pat fearlessly against his armour, drawing a purr from the ex warlord. As his partner and child settle securely against his chassis, Megatron vents softly in contentment.

"You should take your helmet off" they state Megatron hesitates, gazing between his child cheerfully playing and his partner's gentle request. Carefully he disengages catches holding the aged metal in place. Lifting it away exposes the sensitive finials beneath. They flick slightly before they flare out. His partner smiles softly, stroking the damp plating. Warmth blooms through Megatron's core at their touch, he gently brings one of their hands to his lips in a soft kiss.

The little one giggles with grabby hands as they try and reach out for the decorated finials, they twitch softly as his lover pats the side of one. "There's My handsome mech" they coo only for their baby to basically scale up Megatron's chest to try and touch the finials. Megatron meets their eager eyes with a fond flash of his own. Allowing his plating to expand just enough, he steadies them within reach of their goal, purring encouragement.

"Carefully now, little light," he rumbles gently, systems swelling with affection as tiny hand explore the finials, gripping and running along the metal. "Papa’s very pretty isn't he" they coo to their child.

Megatron releases a hum of contentment, optics brightening at his designations. ‘Pretty’ was never a choice word in his millennia of warfare - yet hearing it from his lover makes him believe it is true.

"Only through your eyes, beloved," he answers gently, nuzzling their shoulders as he relaxed. They continue to lay in the bath together with their child playing as they both watch. "You should let your finials out more. They are beautiful, " they call Megatron. "Think it would spook the crew if you walked around without your helmet?" They tease softly

Megatron emits a low chuckle, imagination sparked by the mental image. "Indeed, the crew would be in for quite a shock." Finials flick thoughtfully at his partner's praise, warmth pulsing through circuitry. "Coming from your lips, beloved, no praise could mean more." They lean back slightly, a hand moving to his face plate tracing soft patterns before they pull him down into a gentle kiss. They break away only when more squeals can be heard from the little one which makes Megatron rumble a chuckle. “I believe they want out of the bath now”

Hisnlover sighs softly. “mmm once I've put them to bed, would you like to have a proper bath with me?. This is nice and I really enjoy it” Megatron presses a soft peck to their forehead. “that would be lovely sweetspark, but only if it's in the larger pool”

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[the-s1lly-corner]

Please can you do slashers x chubby! fem! reader who's very insecure with this and mayb got bullied because of her weight in past ? thank youuu

Bubba, Michael Myers, and Thomas x chubby!fem!reader whos insecure

need to find a new website for my wheel spinning thing because my current one keeps erasing the stuff i have set on it grrgrr notes: reader is fem cws: mentions of bullying but it isnt dived too deep into, murder mentions

BUBBA

hes chunky himself, he'd even go as far as to describe himself as fat- not in a bad way but in a factual way... but that doesnt mean hes not going to understand why you dont like your own body

does his best to reassure you that he thinks youre beautiful regardless of what size or shape you are, mostly showing it through actions and spending extra time with you!

on the chance one of his brothers try to poke fun at you hes going to try to pipe up and stand up for you- though it has the chance to make things nastier due to his efforts really.. being taken seriously by his family who just water it down

if you want to try to change yourself, he wont stop you but hes going to make it clear that he doesnt think you need to change

THOMAS

also plus sized himself and doesnt see anything wrong with it, probably doesnt think its viewed as a bad thing until you open up to him about your insecurities

he relates, though for different reasons- your body, his face, you both have parts of your physical appearance that youre not all that satisfied with, will listen to your vents... his heart breaks for you, how could anyone be so cruel to you?

very physical in his reassurances, he traces and trails his hands along your body to emphasize that he finds you beautiful, he doesnt do it in a sexual way; touching is just how he shows his care

will spend hours snuggled into you doing it until he gets the point across that he thinks youre perfect the way you are

MICHEAL

out of these three hes the least reactionary to your insecurities and vents... not too much of a shock... but hes listening, even if you dont think he is

seemingly manifests out of no where as you stand in your misery, wraps his arms around you- tightly but not suffocating

does not care how youre built, what matters is that at the end of the day he chose you instead of anyone else on this earth- youre special, even if the reason isnt very clear to either of you

you will quickly put two and two together when some of the people being nasty to you are either found dead or go missing, and micheal isnt going to try to hide it if you try to bring it up to him

[toddlrboy]

— a message to the community, about neg regression. ( 🩹 )

Since I’ve been seeing a lot of people talking about regression aspects (shout outs to people who feel x when regressed, people who cry when regressed etc) I feel I should say this:

Negative regression does not make you impure. Negative regression does not make you disgusting. Negative regression does not make you a bad regressor. Negative regression does not mean you are any less wanted or loved.

People often overlook the fact that age regression is a COPING MECHANISM. Meaning — it isn’t just something for fun! Thats NOT what a coping mechanism is. A coping mechanism is something that someone does when events, environments or situations are too stressful, have/are traumatizing the individual, or helps them overcome some sort of obstacle in their life. And for some, it is just something that will forever be apart of them. So it’s no surprise that regression would involve crying! And fits! And meltdowns! And frustration! And anger! And overwhelming emotions! Of course we will be either sometimes, or all the time, upset when regressing! It makes no sense to me that people would label this as “impure”. This is damaging, and frankly, hypocritical.

I am a permanent age regressor (+ permanent age slider). Ever since I knew (became aware) that I was a forever child, I felt insecure. I felt I needed to hide. To suppress. It was (is) already worse, because I am not able to fully embrace my inner kid (I cannot have things like pacifiers. I cannot have things like sippy cups. I cannot have things like onesies. I want to oh so bad, but I can’t.), and now with on top of that having to suppress my upset? My turmoil? The pain of isolation it feels to be small and vulnerable with nobody to turn to? Feeling as if you would bother someone? Having nothing to rely on? Having nothing to make these feelings soothed? Having nothing except the plushies in my bed and an iPad? Having nothing but pain and anxiety? Having nothing? And then, on top of that, people say that being sad or upset is… “impure regression”? Do you see how damaging that is to a person? (To me, as a random thing on your tumblr page?)

Is me being in a state of emotional pain, because of my longing for care and soothing, “impure” to everyone else?

It’s negative regression. Not impure. Impure implies that the regression is *not* pure. That it *should* be pure. That it is a defect — a variant, a rebellion of the “pure regression”. It’s 2024. Stereotypes should not dictate us anymore.

It’s negative regression. It’s vent regression. Not impure.

[lovelybee666]

Hihi! Can you do dogday x Reader, Like where the reader is very stressed and just upset?? Have a nice day/night!!

Autor's note: I'm sorry for the delay, I couldn't finish your request sooner because Tumblr didn't notified me >_< Also I wasn't sure if you wanted it romantic or platonic but I decided to make it platonic, sorry if that bothers you :<

DOGDAY X STRESSED AND UPSET READER

DOGDAY

• Today was an exhausting day, Hoppy made you jump with her, Crafty kept using you like a slave so you could pass her brushes and colors, Bobby hugged you too hard and almost killed you and Kickin made you play with him without resting for god knows how long.

• You were stressed, upset and tired, everyone forced you to do things you didn't want to do and your body felt like noodles, if someone else spoke to you right now you are—

"hey Y/N!"

• you must be kidding...

"You want to play with Bubba at- huh, what's going on? You look just as tired as someone who hasn't slept for eighteen days"

• one of your closest friends, Dogday, was looking at your face of complete exhaustion and annoyance

"... i'm fine"

• you tried to sound cheerful but you sounded even worse

"Don't lie Y/N, I know when a friend is tired and your face says exactly that"

• After a few seconds you let out a long sigh.

"almost everyone forced me to do things I didn't want to do, I've been walking from one place to another all day and HUGH! IT ANNOYS ME THAT OTHERS DON'T CARE ABOUT MY OPINION!!"

• You sounded more and more upset, Dogday hugged you while gently giving you a small massage on your back

"Mhm...I understand, do you want to hang out at my house? We could watch a series or vent to me, I don't mind!"

Dogday broke away from the hug and smiled as he put his hands on his chains.

"Tomorrow I can talk to the guys about it, for now you could relax"

• You nodded and you were both at Dogday's house watching drama series and eating vanilla ice cream.

~ B O N U S ~

"....umm....Dogday...?"

• yup, Bubba was like almost three hours waiting for Dogday who forgot to tell Bubba that they should play another time

I'm not at all good at doing these kinds of things but I hope you like it😿

[justuraverageweirdo]

God au critters 2/4

Fun facts about these two are under the cut!

Hoppy Hopscotch

Hoppy is the goddess of the sky, the winds, storms, and the brutality of war.

She has the ability to harness green lightning and make huge attacks with it. She can be very dangerous (and reckless), and is second to DogDay on the most powerful list.

She’s a very aggressive fighter, and has trouble with her temper sometimes. She gets really bad mood swings 💀

She normally fights with her feet. Girly will literally jump backwards into a handstand and kick you in the face.

She may or may not be slowly developing feelings for Bobby. She doesn’t think she is though. According to her, she is feeling very strong friendship feelings and it is not a crush nope not at all (it is. She’s really down bad for Bobby. I don’t even know how Bobby doesn’t notice it because everyone else has)

Her and Bubba are the war gods of the group, so that means they often get paired together to work on stuff. However the problem is that they get so pissed at each other. Bubba wants to plan for a million different scenarios on how they can win a fight, and Hoppy just wants to charge in headfirst and fight stuff. They…uh…don’t get along very well, let’s just say that

Picky Piggy

Picky is the god of the earth, feasting, farming, and the harvest.

Crafty and Picky are very close friends. Crafty sees Picky’s cooking as another way of her creating art, and appreciates her for it. They vent to each other a lot.

Picky tends to be very uhh…well she’s very sweet, but my god she can be stupid sometimes. She’s a little bit air headed. It’s okay though, she’s a loveable dork.

She also tends to be oblivious to the mortals and their needs. She often ends up ignoring them, or kind of forgetting they exist. DogDay has had to remind her at least several times that harvest season is approaching, and she needs to start blooming flowers.

Think of her powers kind of like earth bending from avatar in a way. She can literally summon rocks from the ground and chuck them at people. She also has the power to grow plants. She is the one who leads the yearly Blossoming festival at the beginning of the harvest season. Farmers tend to sacrifice animals at her temple for hopes of a plentiful harvest.

So yeah, that’s really it. Bobby and Crafty are next! Crafty is already ready, but Bobby really needs some major tweaks in her design. Regardless, they’ll be posted soon!

God au critters 1/4 link

[ask-the-critters]

Heya guys! Nexas here again! This is for all of you, but this may be more so just me needing to "vent" to something or someone... Are you ever the last one in the loop of knowledge of your loved ones? I know I am...

DogDay: …

CatNap: C’mon hon, we all said we were sorry!

DogDay: …

Hoppy: I’m sorry about what I said. I genuinely thought he already knew…

Bubba: Don’t be too hard on yourself Hoppy, we all screwed this up…

Kickin: But his mom told us to not tell him!

Bubba: Well, we weren’t supposed to know anyway, but here we are… it’s a very complicated situation, but I imagine it’s affecting DogDay the most and the worst. She’s his mother after all.

Hoppy: What are we supposed to do though?

Bubba: Nothing. Let DogDay process everything and we’ll go from there.

[pluralcatnap]

Regressing Terms

[PT: Regressing Terms. End of PT]

Hi so here's a list i made. I'm sure someones done this already but i wanted to make my own.

WARNING : Long Post, Not put under a read more in case something happens to my blog. Also some swearing and horror themes may pop up.

Edit: Some creators have different opinions, views and thoughts from myself and each other. Remember to be respectful of each other and their rules. This is just a list so there is no accidental re-coins and just to find terms.

The Main Terms:

Agere / Age Regressor

Babysitter

Petre / Pet Regressor

Age Dreamer

Pet Dreamer

Padded Regressor

Perma age regressor

Perma pet regressor

Playmate

Caretaker

Caregiver

Flip

Littles ( Non-System specific )

Little ( System Specific )

Middle ( System Specific )

Age Dreamer:

Age Dreaming Robot

Alterhuman Agedre

Alicorn Dreamer

Avoidant dreaming

Butch age Dreamer

Centaur dreamer

Chronic migraine dreamer

Cryptid Agedre

Cute-Loving dreamer

Depression Dreamer

Dependent dreaming

Disabled age dreamer

Doll Agedre

Deerfox agedre

Flufdre

Fairy dreamer

Gryphon dreamer

Grunge Agedre

"Grown-up" media enjoyer agedre

illness Dreamer

Kitty Agedre

Loch Ness Dreamer

Loud Age Dreamer

Moon Dreamer

Magical Girl Agedre

Mermaid Dreamer

Mothman dreamer

Night Age Dreamer

Puppy Agedre

Pegasus dreamer

Paranoid dreaming

Religious Trauma Dreamer

Rain Age Dreamer

Raccoon Agedre

Self Ship Age dreamer

Satyr dreamer

Sphinx dreamer

Sofdre

Sun Dreamer

summer dreamer

suicidal age dreamer

Vent Dreamer

Vampire Agedre

Winter Age Dreamer

Werepire Age Dreamer

Age Regression:

Age Regressor

Alterhuman Agere

Agerefemme

Ageremasc

Agereneu

Agereflux

Ace regressor

Aro regressor

Avoidant regression

Aroace regressor

Age Regression Robot

Angel Regressor

Assisted Regressor

Anxious Regressor

Alien Regressor

Alicorn regressor

Arcade regressor

Android Agere

Aphantasia Regressor

Baking Agere

Bunny Princess Agere

Bunny Prince Agere

Bunny Royalty Agere

Baby Regressor

Blueberry Cow Agere

Biohazard agere

Butch age regressor

Bug Agere

Black cat agere

Backyard Regressor

Bubba Regressor

BPD regressor

Blushing snail

Biblically accurate seraphim agere

Beachy Regressor

Boy Princess Agere

Cold Agere

Crow Agere

Cute-Loving regressor

Centaur regressor

Cozy Video Game Regressor

Cosmic Agere

Chronic migraine regressor

Character Regressor

Cleancore Agere

Clingy Puppy Agere

Clingy Son Agere

Clown Regressor

Comic Book Regressor

Comet regressor

Cooking Regressor

Cowboy Agere

Cowgirl Agere

Calico cat agere

Cryptid Agere

Clingy Daughter Agere

Detective age regression

Dependent regression

Drama class loving age regressor

Dark academia regressor

Depression Regressor

Dissociative regressor

Digiressor

Dysphoria Regressor

Derealization Regressor

Daydream Regressor

Dragon regressor

Dragon padded regressor

Disabled Regressor

Doll Agere

Deerfox agere

Explorer Agere

Empathyflux Agere

Early adolescent regressor

Edgy Teen Age Regressor

Emo regessor

Friendly Regressor

Eclipse regressor

Emcrysi Agere

Fairy regressor

Feral Regressor

Fictional Regressor

Flufre

frog regressor

Food Allergy/Food Sensitivity Regressor

Ghost Agere

Girl Prince Agere

Grunge Agere

Gentle Agere

Goth Regeessor

Ginger cat agere

"Grown-up" media enjoyer agere

Gryphon regressor

Grim Reaper Agere

Hero Regressor

Hypersexual Regressor

Imaginative Regressor

idol regressor

Idol Agere

illness Regressor

Jellyfish Agere

Jester regressor

Kid Regressor

kidcore regressor

Kitty Agere

Kitty Princess Agere

Kitty Prince Agere

Kitty Royalty Agere

Little Freak

Loch Ness Regressor

LITTLE SOLDIER AGERE

Little Sister Agere

Light academia regressor

Lunar Kitty Pet regressor

Low Empathy Agere

Loud Age Regressor

Moony Regressor

Moon regressor

Meteor Regressor

Monster Regressor

Monster hunter regressor

Mythical creature Regressor

Marine Regressor

Melaonicboy Agere

Mothman agere

Mad scientist regressor

Mad inventor regressor

Magical Girl Agere

Mermaid Regressor

Nostalgic Nintendo DS Regressor

Night Age Regressor

Newborn Regressor

Neupupshy Agere

Neurodivergent Regressor

NPD regressor

Nonhuman community agere

Non-traditional Agere

Non-specific age-range Regressor

Non-Human Trans Agere

Online Sibling Regressor ( brother / sister / sibling )

No Empathy Agere

Night Gazer Regressor

octopus regressor

Otter Agere

Oujitoricboy Agere

Paleo Regressor

Pegasus agere

Puppy Agere

Puppy Princess Agere

Puppy Prince Agere

Puppy Royalty Agere

Padded Regressor

Paranoid agere

Paranoid regression

Plant Agere

Pifriset Kitty Agere

Pinkfrillpup Agere

Personal age regressor

Pupdoll Agere

Princet Agere

Prince Agere

Princess Agere

POC regressor

Royalty Agere

Relaxation Regressor

Religious Trauma Regressor

Religious Agere

Regressors who lose speech

Rain Age Regressor

Raccoon Agere

Raccoon Princess Regressor

Raccoon Prince Regressor

Raccoon Royalty Agere

Robot Agere

Silly Agere

Sporty Regressor

Small Town Middlere

Self Ship regressor

Satyr regressor

Sweetheart regressor

Shark Agere

Sibling Assisted Regressor

squid regressor

Sidekick Regressor

Sofre

Soarepace

Sensipupboy

Strawberry Cow Agere

Steampunk Regressor

Space Regressor

Sphinx regressor

Summer regressor

Sun Regressor

Sunny Regressor

Suicidal age regressor

Star Regressor

Scary Video Game Regressor

Slasher Agere

Sleepy Dreamer Regressor

Synesthesia Agere

Teen Regressor

Trauma Regressor

Transfem agere

Transmasc agere

Trans-fem Baby regressor

Trans-masc baby regressor

Transgirl regression

Transboy regression

Transneutral regression

Unwilling Agere

Unicorn regressor

Vent regressor

Vintage regressor

Villain Regressor

Void regressor

Vtuber Agere

Witch Regressor

Werewolf regressor

Werepire age Regressor

Winter Age Regressor

Wilderness regressor

Warm Agere

Care Taker:

Aunt / Uncle / Auncle etc

Babysitter

Big Brother / Little Brother / Brother

Big Sister / Little Sister / Sister

Big Sibling / Little Sibling / Sibling / Sibby

Clingy Mother Caretaker

Clingy Father Caretaker

Clingy Parent Caretaker

Dad / Papa / Daddy etc

Grandpa / Peepaw / Papa etc

Grandma / Nana / Meemaw etc

Mom / Mama / Mommy etc

Care Giver / Babysitter:

Alicorn Caregiver

Angel Caregiver

Assisted Caregiver

Aunt / Uncle / Auncle etc

Autistic caregiver

Aplatonic caregiver

ace caregiver

aro caregiver

aroace caregiver

Babysitter

Baker Caregiver

Big Brother / Little Brother / Brother

Big Sister / Little Sister / Sister

Big Sibling / Little Sibling / Sibling / Sibby

Both Hero and Villain Sidekick Caregiver

Boy babysitter

Butler

Bunny Caregiver

Bunny Guardian

Bubba Caregiver

Bard Caregiver

Big Sister Caregiver

Cute-Loving caregiver

Centaur caregiver

Caregivers who Lose speech

Clown

Cook

Comic Book Caregiver

Companion Caregiver

Caeomfake Caregiver

Detective caregiver

Dad / Papa / Daddy etc

Daytime Caretaker

Daycare Attendant Caregiver

Derealization Caregiver

Depression Caregiver

Doctor

Dragon caregiver

Dragon padded caregiver

Dragon mama

Dragon papa

Disabled Caregiver

Disabled guardian

Disabled babysitter

Doll Caregiver

Doll Guardian

Eldritch Caregiver

Fairy Caregiver

Friend Caregiver

Friend Babysitter

Gryphon caregiver

Gender Neutral babysitter

Girl babysitter

Grandpa / Peepaw / Papa etc

Grandma / Nana / Meemaw etc

Guard Dog / Guard Animal

Guardian

Hero Guardian

Hero Caregiver

Hero Sidekick Caregiver

Heartless caregiver

Hypersexual Caregiver

idol caregiver

Jirai Kei caregiver

King

Knight caregiver

Loch Ness Caregiver

Lesbian Caregiver

Light academia Caregiver

Librarian Caregiver

Loveless caregiver

Lusus Caregiver

Mad scientist caregiver

Mad inventor caregiver

Mermaid caregiver

Meta Caregiver

Mage caregiver

Maid

mallard caregiver

mallard dad

Merfolk Caregiver

Mom / Mama / Mommy etc

Monster Caregiver

Moon Caregiver

Mothman caregiver

Marine Caregiver

Niece / Nephew / Nibling

Nighttime Caregiver

Night Caregiver

Nurse

NPD caregiver

Partner Caregiver ( Partner, boyfriend, girlfriend )

Protector Caregiver

Punk Caregiver

Pegasus caregiver

Queen

Religious Trauma Babysitter

Religious Trauma Caregiver

Royal Caregiver

Rain Caregiver

Self Ship Caregiver

Situational caregiver

Sleepy Caregiver

Sibling Assisted Caregiver

Spouse Caregiver ( spouse, husband, wife )

Space Caregiver

Storyteller Caregiver

Steampunk Caregiver

Slasher Caregiver

Sparklefur Caregiver

Sparklefur Guardian

Sphinx caregiver

Sun Caregiver

Shark caregiver

summer caregiver

Satyr caregiver

Spooky Caregiver

Trauxiaon Caregiver

Transfem Caregiver

Transmasc Caregiver

Teacher caregiver

Unicorn caregiver

Void Caregiver

Villain Guardian

Villain Caregiver

Villain Sidekick Caregiver

Wolf caregiver

Wolf Guardian

Werewolf caregiver

Werepire caregiver

Werepire Babysitter

Winter Caregiver

Flip

Alicorn Flip

Bubba Flip

Cute-Loving Flip

Cat Flip

Cleancore Flip

Comic Book Flip

Centaur flip

Disabled flip

Derealization Flip

Depression Flip

Eldritch Flip

Fairy flip

Gryphon flip

Intersected Flip

Loch Ness flip

Marine Flip

Mockingbird Flip

Moon flip

Mothman Flip

Mad scientist flip

Mad inventor flip

Mermaid Flip

Night Flip

Pegasus flip

Rain Flip

Religious Trauma Flip

Self Ship Flip

Sleepy Flip

Space Flip

Sun Flip

summer flip

Satyr Flip

Sphinx flip

Unicorn flip

Void Flip

Winter Flip

Werepire flip

Little ( System ):

Baby alter

Bunnykid

Cardinal

Child alter / headmate

Catkid

Claudia

Disadult

Doekid

faudult

innocence holder

Infant alter / headmate

Lambkid

Lost Adult

Little

Littlex

Oaksoul

Ògregulator

Persecutor-Little

Pseudolittle

Recess

Seedsoul

Syskid

Swankid

Toddler alter / headmate

Middle ( System ):

Adolescent alter / headmate

Middle

Middlex

Persecutor-Middle

Pseudomiddle

STBA

Sproutsoul

Systween

Systeen

Pet Dreamer:

Angel Pet Dreamer

Disabled pet dreamer

Fox Petdre

Night Pet Dreamer

Rabid Pet Dreamer

Rain Pet Dreamer

Self Ship Pet Dreamer

Unicorn dreamer

Werepire Pet Dreamer

Pet Regressor:

Angel Pet Regressor

Axolotl Regressor

Bat regressor

Bear Cub Regressor

Bunny Regressor

Bug Petre

Bird Regressor

Brother Petre

Cleancore Petre

Colorpoint Cat Regressor

Detective pet regression

Disabled pet regressor

Deer Fawn regressor

Dinosaur Regressor

Dove regressor

Disabled Pet Regressor

Dragon baby regressor

Dragon toddler regressor

Dragon Petre

Feral Regressor

Fox Regressor

Fox Kit regressor

Fantasy Animal Regression

Insect Regressor

Kitty Regressor

Lamb Regressor

Lassie regressor

Mouse Regressor

Night Pet Regressor

Orca pup Regressor

Otter Petre

Pigeon regressor

Puppy Regressor

Rain Pet Regressor

Rabid Pet Regressor

Reptile Regressor

Religious Trauma Pet Regressor

Sister Petre

Sibling Petre

Sea Life Regressor

Shark Regressor

Silver fox regressor

Self Ship Pet Regressor

Unicorn regressor

Werepire Pet Regressor

Wild Animal Regression

Perma Age Regressor:

Permaregressor ( Baby, Toddler, Young kid, Older kid, Preteen, Teen )

Perma Pet Regressor:

Permapetregressor

Alternatives:

Agethou

Agequirked

Age regressors who are pet caregivers

Chronosian ( Originally not RQ/MAP related )

Chronofuckoff

Chronoplex

DissoBaby ( unknown )

DissoKid ( unknown )

Dissotime ( child )

Dissotraumayounger

Dissotraumaolder

Dissotime (teen)

DissoTeen

DissoTraumaTeen

DissoAdult

Dissotraumadult

DissoAgelesss

Dissconnopermababy

Dissotraumage

Hyperfixregressic

Infantachrono

Infinite / Perma Baby

Infinite / Perma Kid

Infinite / Perma Teenager

Infinite / Perma Pet ( unknown )

Littlechronoless

Spinterestregressic

Synchroflux

Petthou

Pet regressors are caregivers

Transage ( Originally not RQ/MAP related )

Gender / Other Terms:

Age Stunted

Age escape/age escaping/ageesc/agesc

AgerePetre

AgereObjre

Agere Punk

Ageredollic

AGERE4AGERE

AGERE4CG

AGERESiSTER

Agerefuckoff

Ageregendercute

Ageresleepdarknic

Asiergender

Asiergirl

Asierboy

Ageresheepvir

Ageresheepic

Ageresheepera

AlphabetBlocktoyic

Bluepupgender

Babybottlecomfic

Buildabeardreamic

Connectage

Catpacigender

Catpacigirl

Catpaciboy

CG4AGERE

COLORFUEFEM

Cloudregressic

Dreamingkidcoric

Dinoplushregressic

Dinotix

Flip4Caregiver/Caregiver4Flip

Foxpacigender

Foxpacigirl

Foxpaciboy

Funnyrubberduckic

Jeuviechro / Smaldechro

Kiddiedragonic

Littlefemboyic

Littlemascgirlic

Lipronfluid

Neopronoun user regressor

Pangender Regressor

PastelDreamic

Pasclownbunplushic

Petrefuckoff

Pupsleepyic

Plushgender

-Regressic suffix

Regbunstuffiegender

Snugglebabypenamic

Softagerestuffic

Smollifeelin

Toyfoodgender

Xenogender regressor

Holiday:

Halloween Agere, Petre, Flip, Babysitter, Caretaker, Dream regressor.

Plush / Object Regression:

Agere/little objectum

Agerepanion

Doll Regressor

Familial objectum flag

FAMILIAL PLUSHUM / PLUSH OBJECTUM

Plush Regressor

Toy Regressor

Fashion / Aesthetic etc Regression:

Red Caregiver McBling

Red Agere McBling

Other System Terms:

Ageregenic

Age Advancing

Age Constant

Age Dissociated

Age Floater

Age Forge

Agehazy

Age Invisible

Ageless (Disambiguation)

Ageling

Ageregenic

Age Sliding

Age Solace

Age Sticky

Ageswinging

Age Varying

Alder

Alder System

Anatrikian

Ähmane System

Big

Centenarian

Chronosian

Crescere System

Crescian

Development-based Internal Age

Enilikian

Faudult

Flowcresc

Germinare -

-ikian

Immorture

Internal Age

Iterive

Jumpcresc

Metaphor-based Internal Age

Mirror Age

Neanikian

NHaetas

Palaikian

Polyage

Sympathetic Regressor

Sysdult

Thilikian

Undefined (Age)

Växer

Växer System

Fandoms ;;

Alice: Madness Returns:

Alice regressor

Assassination Classroom:

Assassination Classroom agere

Ave Mujica:

Ave Mujica Agere, Petre and Caregiver

Arcane:

Agere Viktor

Backrooms:

Miscuekit Agere

Blue Lock:

Blue Lock Age Regressor

Bendy and The Ink Machine:

BATIM Regressor

Bee and Puppycat:

Bee and Puppycat regressor

Blues Clues:

Blues Clue's Flip, Sitter, Regressor, Caregiver.

Bungou Stray Dogs (BSD)

BSD Agere, Petre and Caregiver

Bungo Stray Dogs Regressor

Corpse party:

corpse party regressor

Creepypasta:

Sonic exe regressor

Cult of The Lambs:

CotL Regressor

Costume Quest:

Costume Quest regressor

Danganronapa:

Komahina regressor

Dungeons and Dragons:

DnD Regressor

DC:

DC Regressor

Disney:

Bandit Heeler Regressor

Blueychronal

Blueypoolgender

Bluey regressor

Bingo Regressor

Muffin Regressor

Socks Regressor

Envy regressor

Mickey Mouse and Friends Regressor

Ever after high:

Ever after high regressor

FNAF:

Caregiver Montgomery Gator

FNAF regressor

William Afton Regressor

Fnafregressic

Genshin Impact:

Lynnette regressor

Kachina regressor

Honkai Star Rail:

Dr Ratio regressor

Sunday regressor

Hilda:

Hilda agere

Horror:

Scream Regressor & Caregiver

Xenomorph age/pet dreamer.

Xenomorph pet regressor.

Xenomorph Babysitter.

Xenomorph Flip.

Xenomorph Caregiver.

Xenomorph Age Regressor

Haikyuu:

Haikyuu Age Regressor

Helluvaverse:

Hazbin hotel regressor

helluva regressor

Homestuck:

Homestuck Regressor

JoJo Bizarre Adventure:

JoJo Regressor

Kars pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Suzie Q pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Lisa Lisa pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Caesar Zeppeli pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Joseph Joestar pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Will A. Zeppeli pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Erina Pendleton pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Robert E.O Speedwagonbpet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Dio Brando pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Jonathan Joestar pet dreamer, pet regressor, age dreamer, flip, caregiver, age regressor.

Jovial Playground:

Jovial Playground regressor

Kirby:

Kirby Regressor

Lalaloopsy:

Lalaloopsy Agere

Little Nightmares:

Little Nightmares regressor

Mono regressor

Marvel:

spider-man regressor

spider-man cg

X-men regressor

X-men cg

Murder Drones:

Murder Drones Regressor

Minecraft:

Monster High:

Monsterhighregressic

My Little Pony:

Twilight Sparkle Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Pinkie Pie Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Fluttershy Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Rainbow Dash Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Applejack Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Rarity Agere / Caregiver / Flip

Princess Cadence Agere

Princess Luna Agere

Princess Celestia Agere

ponybabygender

Zebra Pony Regressor

Zebra Pony Caregiver

Yak Pony Regressor

Yak Pony Caregiver

Breezie Pony Regressor

Breezie Pony Caregiver

Unicorn Pony Caregiver

Unicorn Pony Regressor

Pegasus Pony Caregiver

Pegasus Pony Regressor

Earth Pony Caregiver

Earth Pony Regressor

Lunar Alicorn Pony Caregiver

Lunar Alicorn Pony Regressor

Solar Alicorn Pony Caregiver

Solar Alicorn Pony Regressor

Friendly Alicorn Regressor Caregiver

Friendly Alicorn Pony Regressor

Loving Alicorn Pony Caregiver

Loving Alicorn Pony Regressor

Reformed Changeling Pony Caregiver

Reformed Changeling Pony Regressor

Changeling Pony Caregiver

Changeling Pony Regressor

Draconequus Pony Caregiver

Draconequus Pony Regressor

Seapony Pony Caregiver

Seapony Pony Regressor

Hippogriff Pony Caregiver

Hippogriff Pony Regressor

Dragon Pony Caregiver

Dragon Pony Regressor

Nirik Pony Caregiver

Nirik Pony Regressor

Kirin Pony Caregiver

Kirin Pony Regressor

Crystal Pony Pony Caregiver

Crystal Pony Pony Regressor

Batpony Pony Caregiver

Batpony Pony Regressor

MLPchronal

More More Jump:

More More Jump Agere, Petre and Caregiver.

More More Jump! Agere

My Hero Academia:

Bakugo regressor

Omori:

Realworld Basil regressor / caregiver / flip

HS Basil regressor

Omori Regressor

Omorilittlic

Sunny regressor

Sunnylittlic

Kelittlic

Basilittlic

Poppy Playtime:

Poppy Playtime Regressor

Catnap Caregiver, Guardian, Agedre, Agere, Babysitter & Flip.

Flunelinap Permagere

Splunap Petre

Pokémon:

Alola Regressor

Sun and Moon Regressor

Dusk and Dawn Regressor

Ultra Darkness and Ultra Light regressor

Pokemon regressor

mimikyu regressor

Espurr Agere

Shinx Agere

Umbreon Agere

Resident Evil:

Resident Evil Regressor

Steven Universe:

Positive Spinel Regressor

Negative Spinel Regressor

Sally Face:

Sal Fisher regressor

Skyrim:

Skyrim Regressor

Splatoon:

Splatoon Regressor

Sanrio:

Bonbonregressic

Hello kitty kin agere

Kuromi agere

Kuromi regressor

Kuromilittlic

My Melody agere

Mymelolittlic

Pompompurin agere

Sega:

SONICREGESSIC

TAILSREGESSIC

sonic the hedgehog regression

Stardew Valley:

Stardewregressic

Star Wars:

Jedi Caregiver

Padawan Regressor

porg regressor

porg flip

porg caregiver

Star Wars Regressor, Flip + CG

Sith Regressor

Sith Caregiver

Scooby-Doo:

Scooby Doo Regressor

Scooby Doo Flip

Scooby Doo CG

Tropical-Rouge! Pretty Cure:

Tropical-Rouge! Pretty Cure Agere, Petre and Caregiver.

Toontown:

toontown age regression

The Mechanisms:

The Mechanisms Regressor

The Mandela Catalouge:

Mandela Catalogue alternate regressor

The Owl House:

Toh regressor

The Collector regressor

Hunter regressor

Luz regressor

Vocaloid:

Hatsune Miku Caregiver

Wolfwalkers:

Wolfwalkers agere

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Do you think if say you self insert yourself into tcm 2006 maybye reader actually looking after Tommy he woud not loose his nose etc like if reader was there to look after Tommy tcm 2003 would go diffrent and her readers role would most likely be in most films, as she got captured before Chrissies group idk if this is too similar to what y wrote b4

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Thomas Hewitt x Caring Reader - How Thomas' Outcome Would Differ From the 2006/2003 Remakes

TW: Self-harm, mental breakdowns, cannibalism, murder, TCM-Canon-Related Topics This isn't spell/grammar checked lol

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First of all, I think Thomas would have a different outcome with his nose. Hear me out - If he had someone who not only encouraged, but actively took place in caring for his health, he'd have wayyy less of a chance to develop a deadly infection, or necrosis.

Continuing on that note; He'd take way better care of himself!! With positive feedback, productive routines, and someone to bond with, his mental health would begin to regenerate. He'd actually look forward to coming home from the slaughterhouse instead of dreading it.

..Pack him a lunch, please {and add a note :)}

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Following the closing of the slaughterhouse, you'll need to be very, very patient with Thomas. He just lost his job, his purpose, and the main source of income for the family. PLUS the family just incorporated cannibalism/murder - which is no easy task.

Give him his space whilst providing opportunities to vent out his frustrations and anxieties. This really is the part where you either make or break your relationship {by 'you' I mean the reader as well as Thomas.} You two will need to care for each other more than ever in this time of need, and continuing this as the years progress.

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If we follow the events of the 2003 remake's timeline, Thomas gets more manic and less restricted with his movements and overall presentation. Could this have been prevented? I'm not sure. Stalled, maybe, but this definitely seems like the result of multiple stressful events eating away at a man with little support or emotional regulation skills.

It would take a lot for someone to prevent this, but even then, one of you is gonna lose it. Taking care of someone with as much detail that would be needed in this situation would result in you going mad. You lose yourself, which is exactly what happened to Thomas.

That being said, he hasn't lost himself completely. When it's just the family, he's okay - When it's just the two of you, he's even better. Much calmer, relaxed, and open.

I envision Thomas having mental breakdowns every few months, maybe even more. During these breakdowns, it gets bad.

He's destructive, hysterical, and unpredictable. Tons more vocal, by that I mean lots more grunts, yelling, crying out. It's a lot of pent up anger and repressed emotions that not even he knew he had. Once he comes down, he'll be even worse {to himself}. Thomas feels terrible afterward; Guilty and extremely overstimulated which leads to lots of overflowing, hysterical crying and tendencies of self-harm {probably lots of hitting his head with his fist, though not punching}.

Essentially lots of this:

Sorry, I know this section sounds a lot like Bubba {Sawyer}...oops

When he's experiencing breakdowns like this, he needs space whilst also being 'supervised.' By supervised I mean making sure he's not being extremely destructive of other people OR himself {especially}. Don't worry about the items, worry about him. Thomas is never violent to the family {including you} during these episodes, but he most definitely is to the victims.

He just needs something simple, nothing too demanding or overstimulating - Even if it's just you sitting with him and assuring him no one's upset, that's enough for him to start coming down. He might need some rest after this :(

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Other potential changes {in his outcome}:

He'd wear masks less {around family}

His creativity would flourish earlier-on

Thomas would have an easier time adjusting to the cannibalistic lifestyle {if you were there to suffer through it beside him}

His confidence would grow :)

His emotional regulation skills would strengthen

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Im never gonna leave you, baby - Even if you lose what's left of your mind