#boy regression

[saltwatersylveon]

🫐🪻Self Indulgent Regression Moodboard🪻🫐

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I haven't been able to purely regress lately argh

[lottiesboy]

oh, baby clark …

[quality-dinosaur-egg]

Just because you are a boy doesn't mean you can't have tea time and spa day with your stuffies.

[kidnautic]

A Rainy Preschool / Kinder day . 🛝

🌧️ : yellow rain boots, blue umbrellas with fish print, froggy rain coats, rain drops on the window, dark blue light in the play area, red crayons, washed out chalk on the side walk, flooded playgrounds, rumbles of clouds and thunder . . .

[blakeyblanket]

Day 2 of Agere Moodboards: babyre (0-3)

Here is my older regression/caregiver blog's moodboard!

NSFW, RADQUEER, TERF, ANTI-ENDO DNI!!!

[sippycuppup]

thirty days of agere moodboards

by @ snailsagere

day seven: kidre

[alittleplaytime]

Agere Day Out: Aquarium Stimboard!!

🧃 🐙 🥪 | 🧃 🐙 🥪 | 🧃 🐙 🥪

🌼 media: none!

🐝 age appropriate? -

🍯 rqd by: no one <3

🌻 note: aquariums aren't my favourite places, even though i frequent them more than anywhere else because my irl friend loveloveloves them, especially the penguin exhibit!!

[saltwatersylveon]

🌊🐚Vaporeon Regression Moodboard🐚🌊

[crayola-critter]

🔭space boyre 🚀 ! planet projectors illuminating the dark of your room, paper stars dangling from your celling, astronaut coloring pages, knowing you’re loved from to moon and back. 🪐🛰️

[steepedkiddo]

oh to be a lil boy dressed in stockings and shorts and chunky jumpers with ruffled hair and plasters on my knees

oh to be a lil boy exploring the various rooms of a big mansion and all the nooks n' crannies of rocky beaches with so much joy and whimsy

oh to be a lil boy all curled up in my caregiver's arms while I nibble sleepily on biscuits with my belly full of tea and my eyes barely staying open

💭 oh to be— 💭

[kawwaiikisses]

PRETTY BLUE BABIES

(Pretty blue babies)

[ittlebug]

hey— you— yes, you— you’re allowed to curse when you’re regressed. you’re allowed to be angry. be sad. not want to be touched. not want to be around anyone but yourself. regression is a scary thing, it’s a trauma response, it’s a medical symptom— it’s a bunch of things. and it can be scary. how you act when regressed is not a reflection of you being a ‘bad’ person but more so a reflection of the wrong you have suffered at the hands of others and the trauma that you’ve survived. im proud of you. your regression doesn’t have to be fun. for some of us, it isn’t. sometimes it’s just scary. sometimes it comes when you’re walking home in the rain and you’re scared and wet and all you want is to get under your blankets and fall asleep but your house is blocks away and walking feels heavy. it’s okay. it’s okay. i promise.

[tinyowlet]

[chevy-paws]

Night owls

This is my first post like this, be gentle! And do let me know if you'd like something in my ask box. Enjoy <3 - Papa Chevy

I hear you stirring on the baby monitor, fighting sleep. Next thing I know, your sweet little head pokes in the doorway, your arrival preceded by the patter of tiny feet. Your hair is wild, paci hanging from its clip on your sleep shirt, treasured stuffed toy in tow. Papa?

Just to finish this sentence... What's that, baby? You tug on my sleeve with a whine, and I look away from my glowing blue iMac. I push my reading glasses up into my ruffled hair, tousling your head. My room is dark but for its light, and I've been up working on my college classes ever since I put you to bed. Rain raps at the window. The Eagles play softly on the CD player up above, more to keep me awake than anything else. I notice the time with a start - much too late for papas or little ones. It's late, honey, whatcha doing up?

Papa... your lower lip juts out, and I can't help but scoop you up in my arms as tears roll down your cheeks, rubbing your back as I do so. Miss you!

I soften, wiping your tears with my thumb. Of course, how could I have been so careless? Oh darling, papa's finals week has been so hard for you, huh? You nod in confirmation, rubbing your stuffed lovie on your cheek for comfort, fiddling with my fingers. I offer you your forgotten pacifier, and you take it, blinking plaintively at me, eyes glassy from a lack of sleep. Is the thunder scary? You wanted daddy?

Yeah.. you sniff, throw your arms around me, face immediately buried in my shirt. I won't let you go again.

Well, let's fix that sweetheart. My lovebug is much more important, the work can wait, and you need your papa. I power off my monitor. Fancy pickin' out a show for us? Hmm little bat? I tickle your hiding cheek, and you nod hesitantly, so I lift you up to the shelf with the VHS tapes. You snatch the Goodnight Show, a little smile peeking out from behind your pacifier. There's my sweet sugar.

Good choice little dude! I load the tape into the VCR and we settle into bed, me and you and your lovey. You cuddle against my chest, and I rub your head as your eyes slip open and shut, relaxing already. You'll be sleeping with me until finals are over, you can be sure of that, and you'll never have to be afraid of the thunder again.

[sealandpepper]

theres no better place to spend ur weekend than the aquarium !!!

[littlebattybaby]

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