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babysizedfics · 16 days
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1k words of my little!grian & cg!scar wip
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“Scarrr,” the all-too-common whine resounded around the room.
“Daddy’s busy,” Scar replied absentmindedly, distracted for that very reason.
He had invited Grian to keep him company while he waited in the upper levels of his Jellie farm, letting it do its magic. After a good hour of regular conversation and kidding around, it was time to enter the lower chamber to collect the fluffy grey treasures that awarded their patience. Scar was currently chasing around these treasures in his wheelchair, shoving raw fish in their faces until they loved him.
“Yeah, well Grian’s bored!” Grian groaned, dropping his forehead to a block of glass to drive his point home. The ginger cat that resided in the chamber behind the glass startled and darted around its confined space. (They had agreed to let the spare cats roam the server, just as soon as Scar had had the chance to tame his Jellies.) “And stop calling yourself that, s’weird…” Grian grumbled, his face smushed against the glass.
Tempting a Jellie towards him with a raw, slippery salmon, Scar hummed a faux noise of agreement and/or interest. Whatever it was that Grian had said, surely that covered what he wanted in response, Scar theorised.
“Scarrr!” An even louder whine, followed by a muted thump that Scar could only assume was a pathetic attempt at a foot stomp.
Theory disproved. Scar relented, dropping the fish on the floor and letting the wild Jellie snatch it and scurry back to the corner of the room. He had already acquired fourteen Jellies after all. Some people would say that was enough.
“Alright, alright, I know a cry for attention when I see one,” Scar teased, spinning his chair around with a big smile at his fluffy haired companion. “What’s got you all wound up, little man?”
“Gee, I dunno, maybe watching you chase fifteen versions of the same cat around a room for, like, half an hour?” Grian’s voice was all sarcasm, but not too much frustration. In a blur of red, Grian swung his arm up and a bunched up rag came flying at Scar.
He shrieked, arms flying up to shield his face. The rag (which was soaked in what Scar assumed, and hoped, was water) landed by complete chance in his hands with a wet slap.
“For your gross fish hands,” Grian explained, clocking Scar’s confused disgust. He dragged his feet on the floor over to where Scar was parked. Before Scar could argue that his hands weren’t that fishy, Grian had grabbed one of his wrists and lightly tugged it up to exclaim, “Oh my god, dude, your fingers are literally wrinkled!”
Scar’s own hand was shoved in his face to confirm that, yes, his fingertips were wrinkled from the amount of raw fish he had been handling. He sent a guilty (yet charming, he was sure) smile over at his best friend.
“Y’know what, Grian? I just had the best idea.”
The other’s eyebrows raised and his lips quirked into a light smile. “Oh yeah, Scar?” Grian played along, placing (not dropping) Scar’s hand back to his armrest. His fingers stayed resting on Scar’s wrist. “And what’s that?”
“Well, I’ve decided that we have been here long enough and should leave,” Scar explained casually, then grabbed Grian’s hand tight and whispered desperately, “Now.”
Grian broke into a burst of giggles. “That’s what I’ve been saying! And get your gross hands off me!” he cried, shaking Scar’s greasy grip off and leading the way to the door.
Scar hummed to himself in thought as he wiped his hand off on the rag, his chair also humming beneath him mechanically as he drove behind Grian. “No, I don’t think you’ve said that at all today.”
They broke out into the daylight, and Scar admittedly was glad to see the bright blue sky and fields of green stretching into the horizon.
“All I’ve heard you say were ‘Scar’, and ‘Scarrr’, and ‘Scarrr’—” Scar counted on his fingers, doing his very best Grian Whine, before the originator of said whine batted his hand back down.
“Okay, okay,” Grian groaned, though still with a smile.
“Can we please do something fun now?”
“Sure, fire away,” Scar indicated to Grian with the rag before chucking it to his other hand to finish cleaning off. After fussing for a good moment with a rascally scale that wanted to stay put under his fingernail, Scar looked up, only just realising Grian hadn’t said anything in reply. “Bud?”
Grian was looking a little lost, bashfully shrugging his shoulders. “Uh, I kind of hoped you could think of something?” he asked hopefully, voice raising to a pitch that meant he was trying to smooth things over.
“You didn’t even have anything in mind when you were begging to leave the Jellie farm?” Scar asked, playing shocked and affronted but really just mildly put out and amused.
“I— I just always think your ideas are, uh, more fun,” Grian lied, voice raising in a half-question by the end of the sentence. The smile on his face was a combination of smug, playful, and timid. “C’mon you always think of new games when I’m, y’know—” Grian’s shy code for regressed “—surely you can think of something on the spot.” The challenge was clear in Grian’s tone. Then it was made clearer by Grian’s finger poking repetitively into Scar’s cheek. “No pressure or anything. No pressure, Scar. No pressure.” 
Argument on his tongue, Scar was ready to insist Grian think of something for them to do, he was the one who begged for it after all… But then he had an idea. Oh, and this was a fine idea indeed. One he had been waiting for. One that was so very welcome.
You see, after being thoroughly swindled out of a hefty amount of diamonds by Bdubs, Scar had broken the cycle of pranking that was so common in their would and had instead gone quiet. Suspiciously quiet, he knew it seemed from the outside. But inside, he had been sitting back and waiting patiently for just the right scheme to come upon him. One that would annoy the heck out of Bdubs, be enough to get him grinding those perfect pearly whites to mere stubs, but one that didn’t cost too much in damages—to either his base or his ego.
That is, Scar’s base or ego of course; Bdubs’ pride and property, on the other hand, were about to take a major hit. Nothing too permanent, nothing out of bounds, nothing Bdubs wouldn’t recover from, eventually. Something teetering right on the edge. The perfect place for a prank to be.
Scar felt his face twist into a huge grin (and imagined himself as the Grinch) as he caught Grian’s persistent finger in a gentle pinch. (Was he even rhyming like the Grinch now?)
“Someone’s getting kinda testy, huh?” he asked with a very specific, practised voice—softer, bouncier, more teasing than his usual tone.
It was rewarded with an instant dusting of pink across Grian’s cheeks. Step one of the plan was officially in action.
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muuuuch more to come soon :3 pls feel free to reblog/comment/yell at me (kindly) as u see fit - and follow to catch more updates and hear some cute headcanons!
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babysizedfics · 17 days
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1k words of my little!grian & cg!scar wip
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“Scarrr,” the all-too-common whine resounded around the room.
“Daddy’s busy,” Scar replied absentmindedly, distracted for that very reason.
He had invited Grian to keep him company while he waited in the upper levels of his Jellie farm, letting it do its magic. After a good hour of regular conversation and kidding around, it was time to enter the lower chamber to collect the fluffy grey treasures that awarded their patience. Scar was currently chasing around these treasures in his wheelchair, shoving raw fish in their faces until they loved him.
“Yeah, well Grian’s bored!” Grian groaned, dropping his forehead to a block of glass to drive his point home. The ginger cat that resided in the chamber behind the glass startled and darted around its confined space. (They had agreed to let the spare cats roam the server, just as soon as Scar had had the chance to tame his Jellies.) “And stop calling yourself that, s’weird…” Grian grumbled, his face smushed against the glass.
Tempting a Jellie towards him with a raw, slippery salmon, Scar hummed a faux noise of agreement and/or interest. Whatever it was that Grian had said, surely that covered what he wanted in response, Scar theorised.
“Scarrr!” An even louder whine, followed by a muted thump that Scar could only assume was a pathetic attempt at a foot stomp.
Theory disproved. Scar relented, dropping the fish on the floor and letting the wild Jellie snatch it and scurry back to the corner of the room. He had already acquired fourteen Jellies after all. Some people would say that was enough.
“Alright, alright, I know a cry for attention when I see one,” Scar teased, spinning his chair around with a big smile at his fluffy haired companion. “What’s got you all wound up, little man?”
“Gee, I dunno, maybe watching you chase fifteen versions of the same cat around a room for, like, half an hour?” Grian’s voice was all sarcasm, but not too much frustration. In a blur of red, Grian swung his arm up and a bunched up rag came flying at Scar.
He shrieked, arms flying up to shield his face. The rag (which was soaked in what Scar assumed, and hoped, was water) landed by complete chance in his hands with a wet slap.
“For your gross fish hands,” Grian explained, clocking Scar’s confused disgust. He dragged his feet on the floor over to where Scar was parked. Before Scar could argue that his hands weren’t that fishy, Grian had grabbed one of his wrists and lightly tugged it up to exclaim, “Oh my god, dude, your fingers are literally wrinkled!”
Scar’s own hand was shoved in his face to confirm that, yes, his fingertips were wrinkled from the amount of raw fish he had been handling. He sent a guilty (yet charming, he was sure) smile over at his best friend.
“Y’know what, Grian? I just had the best idea.”
The other’s eyebrows raised and his lips quirked into a light smile. “Oh yeah, Scar?” Grian played along, placing (not dropping) Scar’s hand back to his armrest. His fingers stayed resting on Scar’s wrist. “And what’s that?”
“Well, I’ve decided that we have been here long enough and should leave,” Scar explained casually, then grabbed Grian’s hand tight and whispered desperately, “Now.”
Grian broke into a burst of giggles. “That’s what I’ve been saying! And get your gross hands off me!” he cried, shaking Scar’s greasy grip off and leading the way to the door.
Scar hummed to himself in thought as he wiped his hand off on the rag, his chair also humming beneath him mechanically as he drove behind Grian. “No, I don’t think you’ve said that at all today.”
They broke out into the daylight, and Scar admittedly was glad to see the bright blue sky and fields of green stretching into the horizon.
“All I’ve heard you say were ‘Scar’, and ‘Scarrr’, and ‘Scarrr’—” Scar counted on his fingers, doing his very best Grian Whine, before the originator of said whine batted his hand back down.
“Okay, okay,” Grian groaned, though still with a smile.
“Can we please do something fun now?”
“Sure, fire away,” Scar indicated to Grian with the rag before chucking it to his other hand to finish cleaning off. After fussing for a good moment with a rascally scale that wanted to stay put under his fingernail, Scar looked up, only just realising Grian hadn’t said anything in reply. “Bud?”
Grian was looking a little lost, bashfully shrugging his shoulders. “Uh, I kind of hoped you could think of something?” he asked hopefully, voice raising to a pitch that meant he was trying to smooth things over.
“You didn’t even have anything in mind when you were begging to leave the Jellie farm?” Scar asked, playing shocked and affronted but really just mildly put out and amused.
“I— I just always think your ideas are, uh, more fun,” Grian lied, voice raising in a half-question by the end of the sentence. The smile on his face was a combination of smug, playful, and timid. “C’mon you always think of new games when I’m, y’know—” Grian’s shy code for regressed “—surely you can think of something on the spot.” The challenge was clear in Grian’s tone. Then it was made clearer by Grian’s finger poking repetitively into Scar’s cheek. “No pressure or anything. No pressure, Scar. No pressure.” 
Argument on his tongue, Scar was ready to insist Grian think of something for them to do, he was the one who begged for it after all… But then he had an idea. Oh, and this was a fine idea indeed. One he had been waiting for. One that was so very welcome.
You see, after being thoroughly swindled out of a hefty amount of diamonds by Bdubs, Scar had broken the cycle of pranking that was so common in their would and had instead gone quiet. Suspiciously quiet, he knew it seemed from the outside. But inside, he had been sitting back and waiting patiently for just the right scheme to come upon him. One that would annoy the heck out of Bdubs, be enough to get him grinding those perfect pearly whites to mere stubs, but one that didn’t cost too much in damages—to either his base or his ego.
That is, Scar’s base or ego of course; Bdubs’ pride and property, on the other hand, were about to take a major hit. Nothing too permanent, nothing out of bounds, nothing Bdubs wouldn’t recover from, eventually. Something teetering right on the edge. The perfect place for a prank to be.
Scar felt his face twist into a huge grin (and imagined himself as the Grinch) as he caught Grian’s persistent finger in a gentle pinch. (Was he even rhyming like the Grinch now?)
“Someone’s getting kinda testy, huh?” he asked with a very specific, practised voice—softer, bouncier, more teasing than his usual tone.
It was rewarded with an instant dusting of pink across Grian’s cheeks. Step one of the plan was officially in action.
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muuuuch more to come soon :3 pls feel free to reblog/comment/yell at me (kindly) as u see fit - and follow to catch more updates and hear some cute headcanons!
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babysizedfics · 18 days
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Babysizedfics Masterpost
Please do not reblog this post!
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(Old LABD/ts agere masterpost)
This blog will feature cute agere fics and concepts, depending on what my current hyperfixation is!
Current fandom: Hermitcraft
Current little/cg dynamics: little grian / cg scar (and a few babysitters...)
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J / 💚 / 🐝 / 🤟 / 🤍 / V / 🌙 / 😸 / <3 / 🐇 / 👑 / 🦑 / a friend / 🦋 / 🌸 / indent / ❤️ /  🦦 / 🎃 / ☔️ / 👒 / 🧸 / 🐛 / :) / bunny / 🐍 / 🍁 / 🧪 / 🐁 / ender / 🐘 / 🖤 / 💜🦇 / 👑🦇 / 🤎 / 🌟 / ⛄️ / 🥺 / jailor / 🍼 / moo / 🧁 / ranboo / opossum sys / 🧊 / 🌌 / citrus system / mellohi / 🌱 / moth / 💎 / zee
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babysizedfics · 21 days
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I love your headcanons! I’m not sure if you’re up to date with Limited Life, but what if Grian’s AFK episode was instead Babyspce!Grian taking a super long nap and everyone in the server wanting to protect the baby?
Thank you anon, I'm really glad you like my stuff ^^ This ask actually really inspired me so thank you for sending it.
The whole 3rd episode of Grian’s gives me vibes of unsupervised children trying their best to take care of a baby and not knowing how to do that without causing chaos.
-Grian’s very happy to sit up on his llama, get taken for walks, and nap the day away. He doesn’t need any more entertainment after that. He’s just a tired baby who wants to sleep. Seems like no one got the memo though...
-Joel and Jimmy doing their best to be big brother’s a keep him safe while partially regressed themselves.
-Joel running to Grian every couple of minutes where he’s sat in his play pen to inform him of what is going on, not quite understanding why Grian doesn’t want to play with them like he usually does, but happy to try his best at including Grian in any way he can
-Scar and Cleo coming over to check on/babysit Grian for a bit. Or more like Cleo doing the actual babysitting while Scar just coos at the little. Joel being very hurt that Cleo thinks he and Jimmy can’t handle watching over the regressor for one day.
-You know those seats that allow babies to bounce up and down slightly? That’s what was trying to be recreated for Grian when they were dangling him from bread bridge on the llama. Once again Grian didn’t want entertainment, he wants a nap. It was all going fine till he bumped his head really badly and started crying. Then it was a panic to try and get him down because no one thought anything through.
-Grian just getting considerably crankier from not getting any proper rest with the amount of chaos going on around him
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babysizedfics · 21 days
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what if i told u that for the 1st time in 2.5 yrs i am goin to start writin agere fic again
what abt that
what abt the fact it's not gonna be sanders sides, its gonna be hermitcraft... how about then
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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NO not silly tumblr silly me!!!! i meant the ask you answered signed 💫 was 🌙!! i’m silly we’re all silly i hope you’re having a silly wonderful time -🌙
we ar all silly :3 i am havin quite a sily time its been tricky recently but has also been lovely
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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hey dizzee <3 i only realized after i sent the ask that i signed it 💫 and not 🌙 it was moon
omg i havent had any asks from you apart from this one aaaaa silly tumblr
hi <333
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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HI DIZZEE here is a hc for you :3
all of the fam are havin comfy cosy time in bed one morning (maybe roman wanted to sleep with patton/logan and the other cg brought vee into bedroom in the mornin hehe) AND and they’re singing
‘there were four in the bed and the little one said-‘
and vee just piped up like “… ro’ lower :3”
‘and they all rolled over and one fell out!~’
so they all roll over and ROMAN is on the end of the bed so he gets bumped off but he’s clinging onto the side of the mattress shrieking and giggling bc he’s in a silly excitable mood!
and logan is like ‘ah ah no cheating!’ and starts tickling him til he falls off but then he lands on the floor (softly!) and he’s like :’((( bc he still wants to play so papa lets him climb back up next to him ahsjdjfgh
and next time it’s logan’s turn to get bumped off the bed (gently!) and roman is like >:3 REVENGE HEHE
and when it’s just vee left it goes ‘there was one in the bed and the little one said-‘
and fae says ‘nunite :3’ and cuddles minty and falls asleep right in the middle of the mattress
(luv you mwah :3) - bella
evryone pls read this important canon headcanon bella wrote !!! i made her send it in so i can post it hsjsjjss bc this is EXACTLY how this would all play out hehe
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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ok so i need to talk abt this one
when i was very little, whenever i was drinking my bottle, my brother would come up to me and pretend he was also drinking from the bottle but from the bottom of it. and itd ALWAYS make me laugh so he did it everytime he caught me drinking my bottle
Remus ABSOLUTELY does that w Virgil you cannot change my mind thank u very much goodnight
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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I guarantee you there is one manifestation of disability that almost everyone on this planet has actively laughed at and made fun of. yes, even you
can you guess what it is?
it's something there are constant gags about in media, something people mention in passing as a joke
something that if it presented itself in a public space i guarantee in most situations would be openly and loudly mocked (and if not humour, most people would at least express disgust)
don't believe me, do you?
✨ incontinence ✨
yep, it's incontinence. (get your giggles out now folks)
I am partially incontinent due to a fun cocktail of mental and physical disabilities and i know for a fact this is where people will stop reading, have a little laugh, and move on thinking this isn't worth the read anymore
but please, if you want to be a true disability ally, stick around and listen.
5% of the world population is estimated to be incontinent to some degree. 1 in 20 people (and no, that is not just elderly people)
so yea when you're in the grocery store, or at the gay bar, or seeing your college theatre's rendition of Grease - chances are there's a good handful of people in the crowd who struggle with incontinence.
it might be just someone who has minimal stress incontinence - something very common in people who have been pregnant - or someone who has adhd and forgets to go to the bathroom, missing the cues from their body that they are desperate, or yea it could be the 85 yr old grandma who wears diapers.
the point is, all of these people deserve respect for their bodies. everyone does. and this includes bodies that malfunction sometimes.
'omg thats so funny im gonna pee myself' 'reddit boys can go piss in ur little baby diapers' - great comeback bestie, but can we move on from them now? im gonna be honest these don't offend me personally, but it's worth being aware of where the humour of these comments comes from. its rooted in ableism
but something that does offend me and something that genuinely triggers me to have panic attacks and can push me into an anxious depressive state for days at a time, is when a character wetting themself is used as the butt of a joke on screen.
i'm thinking season one of stranger things. yeah, most of us know the scene right? when eleven forces a bully to pee his pants in front of the whole school? yep, triggers my ptsd right good that one does. and my siblings ptsd. and im sure many many many more ppl with incontinence (or even ppl without it who had the unfortunate experience of an accident in school)
if you found it funny, i dont care at this point. keep doing you. i dont blame you, okay? but i just want to ask that you reconsider WHY you laughed. 'because he pissed himself' okay but WHY is that funny? 'older kids and adults arent supposed to piss themselves' yea well it happens sometimes to most people at least once, and to 1 in 20 people much more often than that. so WHY is that funny?
keep asking why why why... and if in the end you can't think of WHY, then maybe there isnt a reason for you to laugh at it except that you've been taught to by osmosis. because everyone else laughs
dont give up here, because this is where i want you to really think. is it worth it?
is it worth laughing at something just because everyone else is, and risk 5% of the population going into a self conscious spiral, a panic attack because of your mocking, making them think they will never be accepted?
obviously u making a "im gonna piss myself" comment while laughing does not put 1 in 20 ppl into a panic attack, but u get where im coming from now i hope
so if you're still reading, im guessing you want to reconsider some of your behaviours and comments about this subject. thank you! now that you've realised where these jokes are rooted, you're going to start noticing a lot more often just how much this disability is mocked in society.
but what else can you do to help?
consider sticking up for us because understandably incontinent people dont tend to stick up for themselves lest it out us as incontinent. because admitting that is still met with laughter and disgust. help us jumpstart the incontinence acceptance by speaking up for the silent minority whenever an incontinence joke comes up in class/family gatherings/general conversation (this is my opinion, any other incontinent folks are v welcome to challenge this if u would rather ppl didnt for whatever reason!)
another thing you can do is - you won't like this - dont call ppl disgusting for buying adult diapers with silly animal characters on. unpopular opinion here on tumblr dot com, i know
but listen: incontinence products are disability aids! pullups, incontinence pads/pants, adult diapers, these are all disability aids. not products of k!nk, not things to snigger at in the pharmacy.
and would you complain about someone putting hello kitty stickers on their walking cane? would you think it gross for someone to doodle little stars and affirmations on their wheelchair armrest? is it wrong if someone wants pink hearing aids instead of a nude coloured ones? no?
then don't laugh if someone wants lil hearts on their pullups, and don't fake gag if you happen to see purple patterned adult diapers on ur dash. sometimes humans just like to decorate their bodies and extensions of their bodies. this is just that. and lets be real, plain white nappies just aren't the vibe sometimes
~ while we're at it, ppl with stoma bags are beautiful and deserve to wear whatever they want to feel comfortable and handsome as hell 😘 ~
and let me address the elephant in the room. yeah, some people have a f3tish for this stuff (just like anything can be made into a f3tish). whatever. if ur against that stuff then idc pls dont talk abt it in the tags and comments. anyway it is NOT an excuse to find actual disabled ppl disgusting for needing these aids.
and heres the funny thing: you usually can't tell if someone uses diapers for a f3tish or for their disability, or possibly both!
so you're gonna have to not attack random ppl on the internet bc you don't know what their life is like (what a shocking new hot take)
if a 46 yr old balding man with a beer belly and chest hair who isn't visibly disabled mentions he uses diapers, don't assume he's a creep and its a k!nk. it might be, sure, but it might be a condition or disability that you have no right to comment on or judge him for.
so if youre squicked by it just block and move on, don't send anon hate, dont make a post about how these types of people make you sick. you might just lose a valued mutual who was secretly incontinent and thinks you hate them for it now (whether this is right or wrong, its often how these things come across)
(btw if anyone fuckin talks abt k!nk on this post im going to scream directly in ur ear :) make ur own posts and don't bring any f3tish discussion onto mine)
had to get that out of the way unfortunately because this is a condition that is so unfortunately overrepresented by the f3tish side. i wouldnt have to talk abt k!nk on many other posts about disabilty aids but this one unfortunately was necessary
it's exhausting
imagine having a disability that requires aids thats almost EVERYONE winces at, laughs at, mocks loudly. and then to come on tumblr, the place that is meant to be full of acceptance from strangers in similar circumstances, queer and disabled and poc - but the moment your aid is brought up in discussion its seen as something disgusting and the property of freaks and creeps and people who are evil and want to do children harm
it's exhausting, like i said
i dont have much else to add honestly, im shit at writing cohesive posts (especially when im physically shaking with anxiety bc woohoo announcing to possibly thousands of ppl that im incontinent) but if anything i just hope you will question yourself if you laugh at this stuff in future
im going to go back into my little anxiety hibernation hole and never open up about this condition again ✌🏼
as for the incontinent population, we’re pretty silent about this condition so it’s easy to forget abt us. but please just keep us in mind and stick up for us when u can
— for clarity: incontinence is not ALWAYS a disability, it is a condition that can affect ppl on a sliding scale. for some it is a mild inconvenience, for some it severely impacts daily life. for some it is the only physical condition their body experiences, for some it is a symptom of a predetermined mental or physical disability such as generalized anxiety disorder or paraplegia. whether or not it is considered a disability, acceptance of ALL incontinence is a good step to eradicating this source of ableism —
no one has to reblog this but pls consider it if this has opened ur eyes a lil and u wanna open some more
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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mwah
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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waah hey dizzee i have no idea if or when you’ll see this but iF you do i just hope you know how much this au has meant to me for the past 2 years. it brought & still brings me comfort, laughter, community, validation, and even inspired me to write some agere of my own. thank you for being a positive force for so long, i will miss this au but i will always be grateful for everything about it, including you -💫
no words rn bc sad evenin but 🥺 thank u u sweet i luv ppl who say things happy i helped u b happy
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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𝑶𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒏𝒕𝒊𝑽𝒐𝒊𝒅 /// 𝘉𝘦𝘦 !! 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 ! 𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 [𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 ] 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 !! //// 𝑴𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑫𝒊𝒂 ~ 💎
hi dia !! i am doing very well thank you, im so happy and comfortable in life and am constantly supported by my best friend bella and my partner liv - both of whom i met on this blog 🥹
another reason i will never intentionally delete this blog, it holds so many memories both based on fiction and real life , this au is a comfort in a lot of ways
thank u for sending a message, im responding two months after it was sent but it means the world to me <3
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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I’m not apart of your specific community but I absolutely LOVE your writing and creativity. So I’ll miss the activity on this blog as well as the I in character blog and YOU so much. But I’m happy you’re focusing on you. ❤️
thank u thank u !! im flattered you love my writing and im so happy this all made you happy for a time!
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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gonna type this as a tribute to this au. i remember first finding your fic, cant remember the title, but like the original one where vee (then virgil) was first starting to try diapers, and even though they weren’t about my favorite characters and my sanders sides obsession was fading, i still LOVED it and read the entire in a couple days. i was just blown away by how in depth and well written and thought it it was! and then i found the blog and i loved it too, all the silliness of the ic blog and the art and everything was so comforting and sweet and cozy to me. Plus, imma be honest, the ic blog was so well done that while intellectually i knew it was just you posting as them i had a hard time remembering they weren’t truly real people sometimes lmao. anyways, the fact that its ended is bittersweet, but everything has to end someday, and i think that as things go, this was a very good thing that you made. an that should be celebrated.
so, this is my goodbye to this au, and a good luck to you in your future projects and just life in general! im glad you made it to a better place and thanks for everything youve made, you made a lot of people happy with it
i cant say how happy and emotional this made me to read, thank u thank u soo much ur so sweet and im very glad that something i created could bring these feelings to one person let alone a whole group 🥹
and thank u especially for the understanding and support that im moving on with my life its truly so sweet and thank u sm
i miss this au too now and then ,,, i wont be getting back into it but im def leaving this blog up bc i like coming back to check in on the definitely not real characters sometimes too
here take one final flowa (๑❛ ༝❛)◞✿
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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so um - is the blog cancelled? or deactivated? hiatus? i cant remember the proper word for it sorry but u m - u h - whats going on in here? /nm /g
its not really cancelled or anything shhshshs i just dont rlly have much to say here anymore
the au was a big hyperfixation//special interest for me for a couple years because i really needed some comfort and live in my life and found that thru giving it to my fave characters, but nowadays i am lucky enough to have tons of love from my friends and my partner :3
im never gonna firget this au and sometimes still think about it or talk about it with my friends, but i dont have much energy to share it with such a wide audience anymore and its isnt at the front of my brain everyday like it used to be
im leaving the blog up for anyone who finds comfort in this au and can look back at al the fics and posts - my friends and even i do that sometimes, this au still brings me a lot of joy when i need it
but all in all i dont think i will be posting anymore on here, not because i dont need age regression anymore (i very much do and am lucky that i have a cg and agere sister in real life to find comfort with) and not because i dont care about my versions of the characters (i genuinely still have big places in my heart for baby vee and little roman and mama lo and papa patton, i think abt them fondly)
but because im at a different stage in my life now, and my interests move on naturally
in my life i am now working on building a career for myself from my artwork - and even dream to write again one day and pursue that too - so my priorities nowadays are on bettering my life and creating a safe world for myself, rather than safe imaginary worlds for imaginary characters , and im happy and proud of this next step im taking
thank you to everyone who followed the blogs journery and offered so much support and fun and genuine honesty in ur responses to the fics and other content 💜💜💜
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babysizedfics · 2 years
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vee sits on logan's lap n goes "rollacoasta!!" and logan holds her and bounces up n down n side to side n goes in lil circles n goes "whee!" and she giggles all over
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