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Gala Problems - CG Selina Kyle w/ Regressor Bruce Wayne

TW: Really light cursing (Crap)

I don't know if it's triggering, but there's talk of diet restrictions? Because Batman's Batman, and his body needs to be in top condition, yada yada. So I'll put it in here incase that makes anyone iffy.

Link to Fic: Gala Problems

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None of the Wayne's truly liked going to Gala's.

They were loud, crowded. Fancy Gala's meant fancy (or restrictive, as Damian claimed) suits. Fake smiles, too many people touching, and the food way always a hit or miss.

Fortunately for them, Bruce really needed only one plus one when he got invited to an event.

Unfortunally for Bruce, he still had to go.

Luckily, however, this time his plus one was his girlfriend, Selina. They had been going steady, thankfully. A few hiccups here or there, but nothing big or terrible. And for once in a long while, the Dark Knight felt more peaceful than he had in a small while.

Still, Bruce zoned out as some rich prick rambled about . . . something- He wasn't actually paying attention. He knew he should, especially if it was Wayne Enterprise related

. . . But he wanted to go home.

He had been at this event for almost four hours! His usual nice suit no longer felt as nice anymore. He wanted something comfy. The food was eh, but he kinda wanted something else? Like apple slices!

. . . Crap, was he regressing? And at a Gala of all places?!

No, no, he was fine. Just peachy!

Sure he felt a bit fuzzy, and he'd love nothing more than to go home and watch Gray Ghost. Maybe he could tell Alfred about how yucky some of the food here was? . . . Uh, how unappetizing some of the food was.

Suddenly the man laughed, playfully hitting Bruce's shoulder, "Those were the days, huh? Well, I need to see some potential clients. I'll see you around, Bruce!"

Bruce gave a nod and a wave as the man walked off. He would have said bye back . . . But he wasn't even fully sure what they spoke about.

"He took forever," Selina scoffed, eyeing her boyfriend. ". . . You look out of it."

"Do I?" Bruce tried to cover it up with a smile. "Well it has been a long night-"

"Right, of course, long night," Selina rolled her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I have no clue what you mean," Bruce tried to brush her off. "Did you see the dessert table? I think Jason would have enjoyed it . . . Don't give me that look."

Bruce didn't like the look Selina gave him, or how she crossed her arms. It made him feel small, tiny. Clearly she didn't believe him. And clearly, she was waiting for him to speak about what was wrong.

But Bruce was never a man to voice many things. So he also crossed his arms in reply, and the two glared at each other.

"Are you going to stay silent all night?" Selina sighed, putting a hand on her hip. "Or are you going to tell me what's going on? Because somethings clearly wrong, Darling."

. . . . Dirty cheap move, sweet nicknames.

". . . Wanna go home, Kitty," Bruce whispered, looking at the ground.

He didn't like calling Selina 'normal' caregiver nicknames when he was small, even if both her and Alfred insisted any nickname was normal. It felt . . . wrong, calling her 'Mama' or 'Mommy'. That title slipped away long ago. And while Selina might have adored the nicknames themselves, she didn't like how iffy Bruce got saying them.

Plus, Kitty was cuter anyways.

Selina's eyes widened, "Oh Baby . . ." She grabbed his hands, looking around. There were still many people, although none that came to bother them, yet.

Still, publicity was key.

And leaving an event before it ended wouldn't look the best . . .

"Do you think we can stay for another ten minutes?" Selina asked quietly, gently squeezing his hands. "Then we can scramble away from this silly party, okay?"

Bruce grimaced, he hated being small in public. He would always be afraid that someone, anyone, would pick up on the fact that he regressed.

He rarely ever regressed in public. Maybe once or twice, where he quickly ran home.

He was Batman, the Dark Knight himself. . . Who might have regressed the moment he walked into the Batcave after a bad night- But that only happened three times!

But right now, he was Brucie Wayne. And if the press found out that he used age regression?

. . . He didn't want to think of those headlines.

Still, he reluctantly nodded, ". . . O'kay."

Selina smiled, "Good boy. I know, I wanna go home too. But in about ten minutes we'll hit the four hour mark and then we can blow this joint."

But ten minutes seemed like so long! Bruce held back the want to stomp his foot and huff. They were in public after all, he couldn't be too pouty, yet.

Selina grabbed his arm, leading him towards the tables filled with food. Some of it was . . . there. Not healthy enough for Bruce's taste. Or perhaps Alfred just spoiled him with his cooking.

Still, there was the dessert table, which Selina made a b-line to.

"Look at all these sweets!" she said in a semi hushed tone. "Which ones should we try before we go? Hmm, such a tough decision, don't you think? I don't know which to choose!"

Selina was amazing at distraction tactics.

Bruce looked at all the tiny, bite sized cakes and finger foods. Normally he didn't tread near this kind of table. But tonight was an exception, he guessed.

He glanced around, just to make sure no one was watching or two close by, before smiling widely.

"Everything!" he whispered excitedly.

"Everything?" Selina gave a quiet laugh. "Someone's going to get a tummy ache if they eat all of that. How about we only choose a few?"

Bruce pouted, but looked again at all the yummy snacks. None of them compared to Alfie's snacks, but it all did look good. Better than the boring foods at the other tables.

He pointed to a mini cupcake, looking at Selina, almost for permission.

"Good pick, looks tasty," Selina smiled, handing Bruce the treat.

Bruce happily took the cupcake, immanently putting half in his mouth. Selina chuckled slightly at the scene. She wanted nothing more than to ruffle his hair, but they were still at the Gala, and Bruce needed to look presentable.

"Thank yew, Kitty," he managed through the mouthful.

Alfred would have a field day if he saw that, talking with his mouth full.

"You're very welcome darling," Selina smiled. She reached out and wiped the bit of frosting that got on his face. "Such a messy boy."

She side eyed as another man walked over, probably one of Bruce's many bushiness partners. He had a smile on his face . . . Selina didn't quite like it.

Bruce quickly shoved the reach of the mini cupcake in his mouth, quickly wiping his hands with a nearby napkin. He was really hoping no more social interactions tonight. He knew they should have left earlier!

"Bruce! There you are, I was hoping to catch you tonight!" the man laughed, holding out his hand for a handshake. "I assume you caught my email?"

Alfred had warned Bruce about several businessmen at the Gala tonight. If Bruce had anything to go by the silly little name tag on his suit, this was the one that was the most persistent. Always trying to get some kind of 'partnership' from Wayne Enterprises. Which really just mean he wanted to use Bruce for his money. He thought Tim had dealt with him, the partnership didn't look very promising.

Selina noticed as Bruce tensed, almost glaring at her. She gave a sheepish smile, putting a hand on his back, gently running her hand up and down. She hoped it would soothe him a bit . . . Which it did.

"Ah, yes of course," Bruce nodded, giving the man the best handshake he could muster up. "Caught me at a poor time, I was just about to head back to the manor."

"Oh?" the man raised an eyebrow. "I was hoping we could have a conversation actually-"

"Unfortunately, as my boyfriend said, he's had quite a long week, and he's just exhausted. We were just about to leave," Selina stepped in,

"But-!"

Selina's glare made him shut up,

"Well- That's a shame," the business man quickly chuckled, seeming now a bit nervous. "Are you sure your alright there, Mr. Wayne? I mean, you usually spend a bit more time partying. Barely seen you with any drinks tonight!"

Bruce gave an annoyed smile. He didn't want to deal with people right now.

He wanted to go home, curl up in a nice blanket, and maybe have Kitty play with his hair. He could practically feel himself slipping!

"Fine," he mustered out. "Just tired."

Before the man could speak again, Selina grabbed Bruce's arm, giving another smile, "Well, we have to get going now. Have a good day."

Selina didn't care to look at the businessman's face as she dragged Bruce away and out of the building. She didn't bother to stop for anyone that tried to grab their attention, b-lining to the car.

". . . That was rude," Bruce pouted as they stopped in front of it, Selina already grabbing his keys. "Leavin' like that . ."

Selina huffed, "That man was insufferable. And you were in distress! We need to get you home, poor thing."

Bruce pouted a bit more, he didn't like leaving things unfinished. Especially when it came to his business . . .

But Selina's concerned tone and the little petname at the end made him decide it was better to just not argue.

. . . Another dirty cheap trick.

Selina carefully helped Bruce get into the passenger side, buckling him in, ". . . How about we get some McDonalds for the ride home?"

Normally Bruce was so strict about his diet, which made sense really. When competing against men like Superman or the Flash, who basically had super genetics, diet was important to being Batman.

Even little Bruce was a bit strict about what he ate, although a little less so. He gravitated towards things like fruit, which there was nothing wrong about that, but wouldn't turn down Alfred's cookies . . . or ten.

Still, Selina was sure he could coax him.

Bruce let out a quite hum, thinking. McDonald's sounded great right now. He'd probably regret it later, but right now? That didn't matter one bit! Big Bruce's problem after all!

". . . Can we get a toy too?" he asked quietly as Selina got into the car.

Selina smiled, turning on the car and starting to drive, "What if we go to Bat Burger instead? You could get a Batmite! Some Robin nuggets, a toy, some fries. How does that sound?"

Bruce seemed excited by the idea. Normally, Bruce didn't care much about the whole Bat Burger thing. Sure it was . . . there.

But his kids liked it. And more importantly, little Bruce liked it.

He fiddled with the cuffs on his suit, ". . . Can we get some apple slices too? Please?"

"Of course, Handsome. We can get you some apple slices too, I bet they're very yummy, aren't they? Anything else you want?" Selina asked. "Chocolate milk? Apple juice?"

Bruce thought about it, shaking his head, "No thank you."

". . . I'll get you an apple juice," Selina promised, earning a small huff.

She pulled into the drive thru, coming to a stop. Luckily, there was almost no one in line, and they got their order done quickly, ordering something for herself too.

Selina handed the happy meal to Bruce, setting her own food on his lap, driving back to the manor.

. . . But he didn't open it. Just letting it sit on his lap.

"Something wrong, Kit?" Selina frowned.

". . . Alfie says it's not proper to eat on the car ride home," Bruce quietly insisted. "Wait till we get home. Eat at the table."

Selina had to suppress a small laugh at his insistence.

She gave a soft smile, "I doubt one time would be such a crime. Besides, Alfred isn't here right now. Kitty will take full responsibility if Alfred gets all huffy about it. So there's no need to worry, okay?"

Bruce shifted slightly in his seat, looking a bit upset. He didn't have many rules when he was small . . . He wasn't even sure if no eating in the car was a rule for when he was regressed. it was a rule when he was a kid, and none of his kids were encouraged to do so either.

Sure, Alfred never lectured him or got too upset with little Bruce. Mostly because Bruce couldn't handle certain tones when tiny. But he was rarely bad on purpose . . . Unless it was a bad regression night- But Alfred never got upset at those either! In fact he tried very hard to make sure he didn't snap at Bruce on those nights, no matter how stubborn or fussy the Dark Knight was.

"I won't tell," Selina promised. "No Alfie, or Clark, no anyone else, I promise. It'll be our little secret, okay?"

". . . Pinky promise?" he asked quietly.

Selina coulnd't help but smile more at Bruce's question. Pinky promise? he was too cute sometimes.

It was nice, seeing him act more like this. She hadn't been Bruce's caregiver for very long. Technically that role mostly applied to Alfred. But Bruce's regression . . . Well, she was glad he was more worried about pinky promises and being naughty than helping her baby stop spiraling.

It saddened her, really.

She stuck out her pinky, "Pinky promise. And once we get back, I'll help you put on your comfy clothes, and then we can have a special night just for you. I'm sure you'd love to watch some Gray Ghost, right Sweetheart."

Bruce perked up at the idea. He loved that show! Both little and big- He could talk about it for hours if he could.

He hesitated, but linked his pinky with Selina's. Selina was telling the truth, and she wasn't going to tell on him. He immanently opened his happy meal.

He didn't eat . . . a lot. Only a fry or two.

But he quickly grabbed his toy, smiling at it, "Look! 'S Batwoman."

"Cousin Kane?" Selina asked, receiving a happy nod. "You'll have to show her it later, I'm sure she'd love to see a picture of it."

Bruce smiled at the thought, showing off his new toy.

They quickly arrived back to the manor, and Selina insisted on helping Bruce unbuckle, much to his pout. He might have been small, but he could very easily get out himself!

. . . But this once, perhaps he could let himself be helped and babied. Just a bit.

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Uuuuh, I got really into DC lately.

Other requests will be done soon, I promise!!!

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cassiewiththeie · 7 months ago

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Agere prompts: Angst

tw: Injury, character death, toxic relationships, past abuse, etc.

~Regressor with chronic nightmares afraid to wake up their caregiver (maybe because cg suffers from insomnia, also has nightmares and they feel like they should tough it out or they were told always as a kid to never wake someone up)

~Regressor who was reaching for their sippy cup and knocks over and breaks a glass cup in the process a: caregiver gets angry with them after saying repeatedly not to use a regular glass small b: regressor panics because they’ve never broken something before

~Regressor who’s injured and have to take care of themselves

~Caregiver suggests their regressor has a playdate with another little. Regressor thinks their caregiver is trying to get rid of them.

~A caregiver with two littles, regressor A scared that caregiver won’t have enough love for them both. They either a: try and be on their best behavior and get the other in trouble b: act out to prove that cg never loved them

~Character A overhearing that Caregiver is used to taking care of a certain age range of littles which is not character A’s age range (ex: adoring how cute baby space regressors are, or how independent middle regressors are and ‘complaining’ about how taking care of A is a lot different to what they are used to)

~Regressor mourning their caregiver

~Regressor mourning a toxic caregiver. Sure the relationship was unhealthy and did more harm than good, but it’s hard not to still miss that person

~Hearing a song cg used to sing or hum to them before sleeping and trying to find a music box that plays the melody but nothing fits

~Regressor mourning their actual childhood. All the things they didn’t get to do, the way they were treated, the people and places that are no longer in their lives, etc.

~Regressor not wanting to slip around Caregiver because they are watching other littles and they don’t want to put more responsibility on their plate

~Nonverbal caregiver who never told regressor that they struggle with speech at times. Regressor who doesn’t know this and thinks they did something wrong and are being ignored

~A regressor experiences verbal shutdown and their caregiver becomes angry.

~Babysitter forced into the role of looking after a regressor

~Caregiver promises to always answer the phone whenever their little one needs them. One time they don’t answer

Masterlist

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cassiewiththeie · 7 months ago

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Agere Prompts: Fluff pt.1

~Caregiver deciding ‘just to read a story out loud’ as a ‘change of pace’ x little one who is to shy to ask to be read allowed to, but really wants to be (bonus if they complain about cg not speaking up loud enough as they sit across the room, or complain about not seeing the pictures from where they are totally not looking over cg’s shoulder)

~Dyslexic caregiver who makes up the story to go along with the pictures, + regressor who is too small to notice the difference

~Caregiver surprises regressor with a toy from their childhood that they’ve always wanted to get back

~Caregiver is worried sick about their little one complaining about a stomach ache. Finds a what seems to be a whole containers worth of sweet wrappers. Very suspicious… :1

~Nonverbal caregiver teaching their little one sign language

~Regressor who misses the toys they had growing up. Cg either buys them new toys, or tries to find the toys they grew up with even if they aren’t exactly the same

~Regressor who changes the name they call their caregiver depending on how small they are (ie. names like papa/mama when super small, calling them sis/brother when older)

Masterlist

#going to run this by callie and say Kurtitty??… and see what she says

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cassiewiththeie · 7 months ago

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Agere prompts: Trauma

tw: abuse, angst

~Regressor reenacts the abuse they haven’t told anyone with their toys

~Regressor who asks their caregiver/babysitter/playmate to play house with them, only for their partner to realize how toxic regressor’s household was by the way they play

~Regressor hiding somewhere when they feel unsafe x caregiver who patiently waits until their little one feels safe enough to come out and seek comfort

~Regressor who fakes being sick for longer to make caregiver stay (could be that caregiver won’t look after them if they aren’t sick, regressor has separation anxiety/fear of abandonment, ect.)

~Regressor who has been saved from a terrible situation, perma regressed through their recovery

~Regressor who’s emotionally attached to an inanimate object, (stuffed animal, blanket, toy, outfit, etc.) who have learned that if they don’t have their comfort item they ‘aren’t safe’

~Trauma caregiver who’s upset and wants to coddle their little one, to remind themselves that they are safe. Why can’t they? Distant, time zones, little one isn’t small, fear of being clingy?

~Caregiver who grew up always being the protector of their siblings. Now that they no longer need to worry about them, they find themselves a bit lost on what to do/ what their purpose is

Masterlist

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cassiewiththeie · 7 months ago

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Fandom: Batfam | Rating: General Audiences | Length: 1,100 words

Characters: Cassandra Cain, Alfred Pennyworth, Jason Todd

Summary:

Jason arrives for afternoon tea with Alfred. The manor should be empty, but there is an expected guest.

Notes: for @flowerparrish & a Cass joins the Batfam early AU Cozytober 2024 | Prompts: Sick day + Hot chocolate or tea

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cassiewiththeie · 10 months ago

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Hey writer friends! There's a fun, all-fandom, writing/art event taking place for fall. Cozytober! This is their second year and since they don't have a tumblr page, I thought I'd share the prompts!

For anyone participating in any of the other big fall events (@sicktember @whumptober @flufftober ) these prompts actually meld really well with those.

For more information about Cozytober rules, as well as a text version of the prompts, check out their AO3 Collection page [Here]

Happy writing!!

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cassiewiththeie · 10 months ago

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All Fanfic Writers are invited! Especially those in a creative rut!

Comfort Fic Writing Challenge: A Triple Prompt Roulette!

Ready to write?

You can pick ANY fandom, character, ship, or length! The end goal is to create a lovely comfort, hurt/comfort, or angst/hurt/comfort fic for your readers to enjoy in the cozy season when we all especially crave that genre!

The challenge is to spin one, two, or all three of the roulette wheels below and to write a fic based on the prompt combos you land on.

This is a game meant to be fun and to tickle your muses; there are no deadlines, rules, or requirements! (And no prizes--sorry, lol!) Spin as many times as you like, until you land on something that inspires you!

Looking for pure comfort and fluff?

Start with Wheel #1! - Comfort Fic Elements

Want to upgrade to Hurt/Comfort?

Add Wheel #2! - Hurt Fic Elements

Shall we crank up the feels?

Throw in Wheel #3! - Angsty Phrases

Special Bonus Wheel for the Tolkien Fandom: Need help narrowing down your choices of characters? Tolkien Race

Suggestion: Get some follower/reader participation! Share your roulette results and start a poll seeking input on the fandom, character, or ship you should write about!

Happy Writing! Long live the Comfort Fic! <3

Please reblog to share the fun!

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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My Regressuary 2024 Prompt List

I made a list of prompts for Regressuary this year! These are free to use though, it doesn't necessarily have to be for Regressuary. Anyone who wants some inspiration can use them :]

Under the read more as it's kind of long!

Character A is regressing at home when Character B unexpectedly comes over. Does B already know about A’s regression, or are they unaware?

An attempt at a fun sleepover results in a tantrum over something.

It's Characters A’s birthday, but they're nervous about the date for some reason. Character B helps them regress so they can enjoy their birthday.

Character A has been fussy lately and can't seem to calm down enough for their nap. How does Character B help them settle down?

Character A decides it's time to play dress up and convinces all their friends to play as well.

Character A is feeling ill so Character B makes them their favorite comfort food.

Character A wants to go swimming with their friends!

Character A and Character B are sibbies; one likes cats and the other likes dogs more.

Character A and Character B are up to some mischief while Character C’s back is turned.

While at the store, Character A tells Characters B to hold their hand so they don't get lost.

Character A struggles a bit with fine motor skills when regressed. Character B surprises them with a new pair of velcro shoes.

While playing, Character A trips and falls. Character B watches nervously to see how A reacts.

Character A wakes up feeling small, and Character B takes them out for fun activities all day.

Character A and Character B watch a movie together, but it unexpectedly causes one of them to regress.

Character A and Character B are attempting to complete a puzzle, but are starting to get frustrated. Does Character C help them or let them figure it out on their own?

Character A refuses to take a nap and begins to feel rather grumpy. How does Character B soothe them?

It's a stormy day and Character A wants to go out and play in the rain!

Character A receives some new gear as a gift.

Character A is hesitant to try a new food, but Character B tries to make it more appealing.

Character A didn't have many toys as a child; Character B surprises them with a toy A has always wanted.

Character A tries to do something on their own, insisting they're a big kid. Does this end well or in disaster?

It's early in the morning and Character A is bored; they decide to wake up Character B.

Character A is sick but doesn't want to take their medicine. How does Character B navigate this?

Character A wants to have a movie night with all their friends!

Character A goes on an adventure, but ends up getting lost. How do they find their way back home?

Character A enjoys early morning cartoons and their favorite breakfast.

Character A has a very active imagination and convinces their friends to play out an elaborate story they've made up.

Character A is upset about something but Character B can't figure out what it is. How does B help them feel better?

Character A bakes some cookies, and Character B is having trouble being patient while waiting for them to cool down.

Also, I used this generator to get inspiration for some of these prompts!

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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Bad day today. So here’s fishie!!!!

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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Effie’s first year as an escort was… interesting! Life threatens aside (and some death here and there), the parties and dresses were nice :)

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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Random dialogue prompts;

"HOW DO YOU NOT MENTION THAT YOU DIED?!"

"(insert name), You lying bastard!"

"Oh shit, that's the worst way to find out."

"Wait, did I not tell you guys about that? Oops.."

"STAY OUT OF THE KITCHEN!"

"(insert name) WHERE are your glasses?"

"WHY are you surprised?! It's me!"

"Congratulations, you're fucked!"

"From not so humble beginnings—"

"People suck, stupid."

"Don't drink, (blank) tap water!"

"No, no! Don't eat the crayons!"

"Oh, fish paste!"

"What are we gonna do?!"

"The only thing we can do to get out of this mess: wipe his memories or kill him—"

"(INSERT NAME)!"

"Kidding, kidding."

*claps hands* you just made my best friend cry, do-da, do da! *Claps hands* now you got to die, do-da! Do-da *punches someone*

"Don't make me get the hose!"

"Granny, who's the goth bitch and the dummy in that picture with Santa on the fireplace?"

"Oh that's me and your 'great uncle' (Blank). Ah, good times. I think we were 20 in that photo."

"ALRIGHT, WHO RAIDED MY SNACK STASH!"

"I swear if you've been hiding a bullet wound this entire conversation I'm going to lose it—"

"You're out of the will."

"Let's review, shall we—"

"It's still bugging me, man."

"You stole an ice cream truck?"

"I stole an ice cream truck."

"..."

"Remember, if we get caught: I'm deaf, your blind, __ doesn't speak English, and ___ has amnesia."

"I knew you had bad taste when it came to dating but this—"

*gestures at a LONG list of questionable people*

"—is a new low, even for you."

"You've been here the entire, yes?"

"Yes, __."

"No one's been in or out of this room."

"Yes."

"Then do you mind explaining WHERE THE HELL THE __ IS?"

“Nobody needs your shit, (insert name). That’s why you’re always alone.”

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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readjng my own fanfic for the eightteenth time because even if im hyper critical of everyrhing i write , no one can feed me the way i feed myself

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cassiewiththeie · 1 year ago

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school bus graveyard agere hcs!!

all, if not mostly, inspired by my agere series on ao3..,,,

read if u dare… -> hehe (+hcs that r directly correlated w/a fic will have the fic link imbedded)

ASHLYN

first cuz shes my favorite

Regresses the youngest 3-4)

Doesn't talk a lot other than simple one-worded responses

^luvs to communicate via fervent pointing to something she wants, or just …not communicating at all.

^ Luckily, Aiden is a mind reader and always knows what she wants (and he’s secretly her favorite while regressed bcuz of this)

Easily entertained but also easily bored

Follows whoever is closest like a little baby duck. Especially if someone (Taylor and Aiden) is regressed with her.

No one has really taken the title as her “caregiver” because;

1: she doesn’t really care like that, and it feels too serious (and also awkward) (but thats me projecting)

2: everyone already takes care of eachother, and since shes so low maintenance while regressed, it’s hardly different to treating her as normal, so why bother taking the title?

BITES AND CHEWS EVERYTHING. Her hair, nails, blankets or pillows around her. pencils have been demolished.

Her 2 comfort items are a stuffed animal (a seal, given to her by aiden) and a VERY old doll from when she was actually a child, given to her by a dance instructor from a party gift-bag or something

(the fic where she’s gifted it)

Mostly an involuntary regressor in the sense that she doesn’t really notice she’s regressing until she’s regressed

Doesn’t hate her regression, it’s just a thing she does, but does see it as a … vulnerability, since it makes her feel vulnerable.

uncoordinated & clumsy which can frustrate her, since when she’s not regressed, she’s agile and meticulous with every movement

TAYLOR

Oldest of the regressors! (7-10)

Talkative, which is good because she’s extra needy (easily bored and will loudly complain to whoever until she is no longer bored)

love-love-loves arts and crafts!!!

Needs very specific requirements to be able to regress; calm environment where she is incapable of being stressed (extreme voluntary regressor, basically)

regresses the least compared to Aiden and Ashlyn because of this (and out of the 3, Aiden regresses the most)

not the clingiest of the regressors— surprisingly, such an award goes to Ashlyn!— but when it comes to the her, Taylor is pulling Ashlyn to whatever activities seem most fun, or joining Ashlyn in whatever she’s doing.

^but the latter frequently leaves her bored, since Ashlyn is often doing more simple activities. Taylor always wants to do more than just color, resisting to bend and crease the coloring-pages to fold it into something cooler.

Tyler is the closest thing to a caregiver for her, only because she complains the most to him. Because he grew up with her, he usually knows what she’s about to complain about before she can.

Ie; Her attention has been drifting from the cartoon that was put on and she’s fiddling with the cuff of her sleeve or fidgeting with whatever ; she is bored, and about to whine about such. Tyler drops a stack of colorful construction paper and all other sorts of office supplies near her to play with before she can get too antsy.

(he already put up with her never ending phase of such whining when she was actually 8, and will do whatever he can to avoid it a second time.)

AIDEN

right in the middle, between ashlyn’s and taylor’s ages (5-7)

very independent regressor (bcuz he was alone a lot when he was younger, and alone when he first started regressing, so he just adapted to that)

^but is always happy to be with his friends!!! he’s extra attentive to them and likes to offer his things to them (often, they amuse him and hold whatever he gives them until he asks for it back)

either concerningly quiet for long periods of time or very talkative and loud for too long

still vehemently mischievous (will misplace someones drink or the TV remote, or wait forever for someone to get off the couch to take their spot)

has known of / has been regressing the longest (approx a year longer than ashlyn and taylor)

^kept it very personal and secretive, for a long time only Ben knew

has a lot of impulsively purchased toys and activities like diy kits. he has too much money and not enough supervision (Ben occasionally manages to convince him to not buy something if it's outrageous)

aiden is THE no.1 victim to my projecting, ESPECIALLY ANGST .... so these are just the fun HCS

this was just for the regressors!!

logan, ben & tyler are not here for that reason😞… mayb i will do the others if i feel like it

will probably add more headcanons and thoughts of these lil fellars with time!!! i love them so much i get actually sick thinking about them

read my fic series if u liked :3 but dont say anything if you didnt like.

#finally tagged this with sbg. sigh.#regressors and all adjacent ONLY #sfw agere #agere hcs #fandom agere #agere #du #school bus graveyard #sbg #sbg webtoon

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