ittybittyimpsagere - Tumblr blog

ittybittyimpsagere · 2 months ago

Text

Millie knows better, Chapter 5: Rain 🌧☔️🌩

Summery: Things get harder when Moxxie's regression becomes completely out of his control. He seeks out the only person who might be able to understand.

⚠️Disclaimer really quick. This is very fictionalized. Obviously you can't hypnotize someone to regress and not regress at will, so his symptoms aren't really how regression works either. It's more just a symbolic and dramatic way to talk about age regression in a way that's also entertaining. I probably don't have to say that. But some people have read my books and don't know about age regression.

It's real, it's just not exactly how I portray it in this specific book. Some of it is realistic as in involuntary regression and emotional distress but hypnosis doesn't work that way.

Okay thank you.

💙🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙

"These clouds they won't go away

Everyday is like another storm, yeah

I'm just trying not to go insane

Yeah, in the city shining so bright

So many dark nights, so many dark days

But every time I feel the paranoia

I close my eyes and I pray..." -Better days, oneRepublic

🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙🌧💙

~~~Moxxie:~~~~

The next few days were extremely stressful for both Millie and Moxxie.

Moxxie's regression is far out of their own control. Almost every time he's upset or overly tired or even for no apparent reason, he'll slip.

Millie kept track of Moxxie's regression and wrote everything down in a notebook that he had full access to,

When it happened,

How long he was regressed for,

Possible triggers to be aware of.

That sort of thing.

Which he greatly appreciated. It's good to know what possibly triggers his regression and how much time he missed but…

It told him nothing about his behaviors when he's small, which was what he was most curious about.

Moxxie used to ask Chaz and Crimson about how he would act or what happened when he's little, and he always got vague or no responses.

It drove him mad to not know what he did or what happened to him. Did he upset his father? Did he do something he might regret later?

Did they hurt him?

Moxxie wasn't sure how to react or what to do now because upon asking Millie, every question he asked was responded with some statement about how everything was fine and that he shouldn't worry so much about it-

But it only made him worry more.

He may never actually know what he's like when he regresses… it's disappointing and…scary.

At least Moxxie didn't regress during work, not that it would be a big deal because he was benched for the time being until they could get his regression… ‘under control’ as Blitzø said.

He's had plenty of paperwork and scheduling to keep himself busy but…

Not going with Millie and Blitzø just made him feel like a liability.

Why do they even keep him around if he can't do what he was hired for?

Well…He won't always be a liability. He's decided that much.

He'll figure this out.

But for now…he can at least do what he can to help the missing littles.

He tracked down a hellhound that his father sold to a sinner. They were only ten minutes away.

“Where are you going?” Loona asks.

“Where do you think I'm going?” Moxxie asks.

Loona doesn't move her head, eyes still glued to her phone screen. But her voice implies she's a little worried about him when she says: “Just- make sure your location is on in case we need to track you down or something."

“It's on.” Moxxie says deadpan.

He knows better though…

Loona doesn't care.

~~~Millie and Blitzø:~~~~

“I just don't understand what I'm doing wrong! It's like little Moxxie doesn't like me at all!” Millie says. "He just hisses at me and hides away!"

Blitzø rolls his eyes, she's been complaining about Moxxie for weeks now. Ever since Moxxie started regressing he's had to hear about how hard it is for Millie to deal with.

Which annoys him but also makes him wonder if he's ever been too much for Stolas to handle.

“Mills, why don't you just talk to someone? Aren't there support groups for caregivers online or some shit?” Blitzø suggests.

“I've tried, but all they tell me to do is be patient. That's not exactly easy!” Millie says.

Blitzø spots their target. “Shut up.” Blitzø says.

Millie sighs and waits for Blitzø to shoot the guy they're after. She honestly can't find the enthusiasm for work she normally has, she's just…worried she's messing everything up.

~~~Millie: not so distant past~~~

Millie started to talk to a therapist specifically for caregivers about a week ago.

“How does Moxxie act when he's little?” The therapist had asked.

“He just…hides and cries, and sometimes he tells me he wants his daddy - if he talks at all.” Millie explains. “I don't know why he would want Crimson. The guy was awful and abusive towards him! He was the worst!”

Her therapist adjusts her glasses. “Millie, little Moxxie has only known Crimson as his caregiver.” She says. “You need to validate his feelings.”

“But his feelings aren't valid, Crimson was a monster who abused him!”

“His feelings are valid.” She says. “He has every right to be upset right now.”

“But, he doesn't understand-”

“Exactly, he doesn't understand.” Her therapist says. “So, to help him process these feelings, offer support and comfort him, don't tell him how to feel.”

Millie sighs and covers her eyes. “That man was abusive. He kidnapped Moxxie, hit him, forced him to regress, and forced him to marry someone he didn't love!”

Her therapist nods. “That sounds awful.”

“Yeah…so, why doesn't Moxxie understand that when he's regressed?” She asks.

“How did it make you feel when you learned he was doing that to Moxxie?”

“Huh? I…I don't know…angry?” Millie suggests. She crosses her arms and looks away, then decides. “Real angry.”

Her therapist nods and smiles. “Great, now we're getting somewhere. Let's unpack those feelings a bit more. Alright?”

“We're talking about Moxxie-”

“How can you help Moxxie with his grief, if you won't even deal with your anger?” She asks.

Millie looks at her lap.

“Here,” She takes a pad and pencil and hands it to Millie. “Write down all your thoughts and feelings about Crimson. We'll start there.”

Millie takes the notepad and starts writing.

She's willing to try anything at this point.

~~~Present:~~~

She can't just let go of that anger, and she doesn't know how to talk to Moxxie about it either.

Big Moxxie gets panic attacks thinking about Crimson, and little Moxxie idolizes him.

Who else was she supposed to talk to? And how is she supposed to help Moxxie if he won't let her get close?

The guy is shot, and so Millie and Moxxie dispose of the body.

“Blitzø?” Millie asks.

“Yeah?”

“Am I messing everything up?” She asks.

Blitzø stops and looks at her. “No, Mills.” He sighs. “Stolas and I had an adjustment period too.”

“Really?” Millie asks.

“I won't go into detail but…I didn't really trust Stolas in the beginning, but he was patient and…he's always patient. And maybe it's possible that I sort of trust him now.” Blitzø explains. “And I'm sure Moxxie will trust you too just...give it some time."

“Thanks Blitzø.” Millie smiles. “I could tell that was really hard for you.”

“Just shut up and help me get rid of this body.” Blitzø says.

~~~Millie and Moxxie:~~~

At the end of the day Millie and Moxxie headed home, both feeling absolutely exhausted from the days events.

Moxxie had to kill three guys and just saved the one hellhound.

And Millie and Blitzø killed like- six people in one day, which was a lot, but their clients have been waiting weeks for someone to kill their most hated.

Millie blames Crimson for them being so behind.

“So, what would you like for dinner?” Millie asks. “I could make burgers or somethin.”

“I got dinner.” Moxxie says. “You worked hard today.”

“So did you.” Millie says. “Besides, you look tired.” Millie says, moving some hair away from his face.

“I'm not that tired.” Moxxie lies. “I didn't even leave the building.”

“Okay…but if you feel little at all, you'll tell me right?” Millie asks.

Moxxie sighs. “Millie, I can handle dinner. It's not a big deal.”

“That doesn't answer my question.” Millie says, taking his hand before he can move to the kitchen.

“Millie, I can take care of it. I'm fine!” He snaps, pulling his hand away from her.

“Okay…I'm sorry.” She says, taking a step back, her hands raised in surrender.

For a split moment…He was almost scared of himself. “No- I'm sorry.” Moxxie retracts. “I-uh…I'm just a bit overwhelmed.”

“What about?” Millie asks.

Moxxie crosses his arms and looks away from her.

“Mox?”

“Why don't you just tell me how I act when I regress?” Moxxie asks. “I've asked you a million times now and I've never gotten a straight answer.”

Millie crosses her arms now, too, and she looks a bit upset…or maybe confused. Moxxie isn't sure which. “I don't really want to talk about it.”

“Why not?”

“It's personal.” Millie says.

“Personal? If it's personal to anyone, it's personal to me! It's my body and mind I'm asking about!” Moxxie says.

Millie sighs. “It's…well, it's hard to explain.” She says. “I'm still trying to figure it out myself, I can't give you a clear answer.”

“My dad used to do that all the time.” Moxxie admits. “Anytime I'd ask him for context, he'd refuse to tell me anything, and it… it scares me.”

Millie tilts her head. “Does it?”

“I just want to know something…please?” Moxxie asks.

Millie sighs again. “The truth is… you mostly hide from me.” Millie explains. “And when you don't, you're just quiet. You just stand or sit somewhere and stare at me. You don't even answer me when I talk to you…like you don't trust me.”

Moxxie blinks.

He wasn't really expecting that…but he's not entirely sure what he was expecting.

“I wasn't sure how to explain it I guess.” Millie frowns “I also- I'm worried. I might be doing something wrong…that maybe you'll think that I'm not a good caregiver.”

Moxxie takes her hands. “Millie I- I'm so sorry. I…” Moxxie looks away from her.

So…it's been hard for her…he is causing her stress.

“It's okay.” Millie tells him. “We'll figure this out. We always do. Right?”

Moxxie nods. “Yeah…s-sure.” Moxxie bites his tongue and releases her hands. “I uh- I need to step out for a bit.” Moxxie says.

“What?”

“I'll be back, I just…need some space.” He walks out the door, his hands shaking and tears threatening to pour out of his eyes-

He can't do this! It's too much! He's a burden on Millie-

What he promised he'd never be!

The situation is completely out of control, and he doesn't know who he can turn to…

Everything is fucked up…and it's all his fault.

~~~Blitzø & Moxxie:~~~

Blitzø was beat after today and was ready to just relax and enjoy some quiet TV and ramen time!

He added some vegetables and left over meat to it. Good way to get rid of leftovers...it was okay he supposed but nothing he'd eat if he wasn't so tired.

Loona was spending the night with her friend Esme; Actually…Loona's been spending more and more time with her friends, Blitzø should be happy about that but…it kinda felt lonely at home when she wasn't around.

The second he sat down to enjoy his mediocre meal, there was a knock at the door.

Blitzø wasn't expecting anyone, but maybe Loona forgot her key? He gets up and answers the door. Turns out it's one of the last people that he'd expect. “Moxxie?”

“I'm done! I'm sick of how this is going! I don't feel safe, I feel out of control! Millie is stressed, and I don't know what to do! Everything fucking sucks and I just want things to go back to the way they were!”

“I'm gonna need more info, drama queen.” Blitzø tells him, as if he doesn't already know the gist of it from Millie.

“I’m not going to regress anymore, I’m not good at it!” Moxxie says.

Blitzø rolls his eyes. “Mox, no one is good at regressing. It's more of a mindset you can't control."

“Well, I will because I can’t do this anymore! Every time I try I just stress her out, and I don’t get any better anyway! She can't talk to me about it without doubting herself and getting overwhelmed, and I'm overwhelmed because I can’t help but feel like I’m failing at the most basic thing possible and ruining everything!” He says, he moves over to the couch and sits down, hands covering his eyes as if he'd disappear if he did it long enough.

Blitzø looks at him, confused for a moment… Then he remembers how it was like when Stolas started taking care of him…it was the furthest from the easiest thing he could think of. But what could he do if Millie didn't want to take his advice and talk to Stolas?

M&M had to figure this out on their own, and they will. They're basically the OTP. There's nothing in this world they can't handle.

But…

Blitzø looks at Moxxie… he hasn't seen him look this hopeless since he first moved here.

Maybe Blitzø can't help him, but he could at least attempt to calm him down for now.

He turns the big light off to turn on the small lamp next to the couch instead.

He sits down next to Moxxie and pulls out some coloring books from underneath the sofa. “I have ponies, paw patrol, Cats, and Bluey, take your pick.” He says.

Moxxie hesitates. “Blitzø, I don’t want to regress right now.” He says. “Regressing is the worst thing to ever happen to me, it’s what started this mess!” He complains.

“So don’t regress. We’re just coloring.” Blitzø says. “Or are you one of those people who thinks adults shouldn’t color?” Blitzø asked.

Moxxie shakes his head and decides to take the cat coloring book. He doesn’t want to offend Blitzø right now. He's the only one left to talk to after all... Moxxie only realizes now how little friends he has.

Blitzø had a horse coloring book next to the others that he didn’t even offer Moxxie. Stolas said it was okay to keep special things to himself so long as he prioritized them and shared his other toys with his friends.

His tail swishes happily, he thinks Stolas would be proud of him for sharing with Moxxie.

He grabbed the crayons from the end table and set it on the coffee table for him and Moxxie to use.

“What’s this for, Blitzø?” Moxxie asks. “Why are we coloring?”

Blitzø shrugs. “It’s relaxing, and it’s something you can control right now. Just go with it.” He says.

Moxxie does, he liked that Blitzø wasn’t yelling at him for being stupid, or even comforting him for that matter… he was just being normal…weird..but normal. And that was comforting after the way everyone else has been acting lately.

And honestly…this was sort of relaxing.

It was nice, but it was quiet, too, which made it a bit awkward.

Moxxie has never been used to the quiet. Life was always chaos for him.

“Would it be alright with you if I put something on?” Blitzø asks, probably sensing the awkwardness but not acknowledging it.

Thank goodness. “Yeah. That’s fine.” He says before turning back to his coloring page.

Blitzø was right, coloring was kinda relaxing. The cat he’s coloring is a tuxedo, Moxxie really likes those. It reminded him of Mr. Mistoffelees from the musical cats. He always liked tuxedo cats. They always seemed so fancy compared to almost any non-gelical cat.

This was actually really nice, maybe he should get his own coloring books for home. Maybe an actual adult one with colored pencils. Kid ones are too easy, and crayons don't work very well.

Suddenly, he hears cheerful music coming from a bright blue light that illuminates the room. He turns his head to look up at the tv screen to see four cartoon dogs dancing.

“Mum!” The dog characters sang.

“Dad!” Was next.

What were they doing? Dancing then pointing at each member of their household? That's strange. Who does that?

“Bingo!”

Mkay…cliché dog name.

More music.

“Bluey!”

Ohh, Bluey! That’s what Blitzø put on. He’s heard of Bluey. No one would ever stop talking about it online. Something about cheeky dogs from earth teaching adults life lessons and pulling on kids heartstrings…

That’s probably reversed.

But why did Blitzø put this on? Wasn’t it a kids' show?

Well, Blitzø watched kids shows all the time. That pony show, that horse show, that other pony show…

But not Moxxie, he's far too refined to enjoy such-

Wait…

Was Blitzø regressed?

Blitzø’s eyes were bright and full of life in a way Moxxie has never seen before. He was…happy.

He was smiling and just enjoying the moment.

There was no stress, no fear over what others thought, or about bills or the fucking horrible world they were forced to live in.

Why couldn’t Moxxie be like that, for once? He was never so happy or calm…he wants to be, but he can’t be.

Though the second the show is on, it was like Moxxie was completely lured into it. The art was beautiful and the music was peaceful, Bluey herself was funny and bright and creative.

He especially related to bingo who was very good and very small. Sensitive but also very smart.

As the episodes played and Moxxie got more and more coloring done, he felt himself relax. Something inside just felt calm yet happy at the same time.

Blitzø tried his best to stay big, even though it was hard. He kept looking at Moxxie to make sure he was okay and not panicking.

He wasn’t sure if this was the right thing to do. He just wanted Moxxie to calm down.

And this is how Blitzø calmed down so… it was worth a shot-

“Can she do it?” Moxxie asks suddenly.

“What?” Blitzø asks.

“Can boo’ey stopt da wa’er?” Moxxie asks, referring to the episode they’re watching ‘Rain’ where Bluey is trying to build a dam in her front yard.

"I don’t know, Mox.” Blitzø lies, he’s seen the episode before. “But, let's find out.” He says.

Blitzø was honestly not expecting Moxxie to regress. He’s not really sure what he expected. Maybe just that Moxxie would see the appeal and give it another chance?

But now, he’s not really sure what to do, he hasn’t watched a little one alone since he and Fizz were teenagers.

Blitzø texts Millie and lets her know where Moxxie is and that he may not be home tonight since he's small.

Then he relaxes and sits closer to Moxxie, who is infatuated with the show.

Little Moxxie giggles and points at the screen. “She did it! She did it! Her mom help her!”

Blitzø nods. “Yep, they did it.”

Little Moxxie gasps. “A wainbow!”

“Yeah, pretty cool, huh?”

“Two!” Moxxie shouts, holding two fingers up.

Blitzø laughs. “Yeah, double rainbow, very pretty.” He says.

“Did B'ooey make da wainbow happen?” Moxxie asks.

“Uh- sure.” Blitzø says. "Why not?"

“Her and her mom? Together?” Moxxie asks.

“Yeah.”

“They wok together?” Moxxie asks.

Blitzø smiles. “Yeah.”

Moxxie looks at Blitzø and then down at the table. He picks up the picture he colored. “Issa cat!”

“It's a nice cat, Mox.” Blitzø says, not sure what response Moxxie was looking for.

“We color another one?” Moxxie asks.

Blitzø smiles and places the coloring book back down on the table. “Sure, buddy. Which one would you like to color?"

~~~Later: Stolas and Blitzø~~~

Blitzø grabbed his phone, happily kicking his feet.

“Hello?”

“Stowes! Stowes! I did good today!” Blitzø brags.

“Blitzy?” Stolas asks with a yawn. “Why are you awake? It’s very late.”

“Moxxie is here, n’ he was sad, so I take-d good care of him, and I stayed big before he felded sleep.” He says.

“Oh, well that was nice of you.” Stolas tells him.

“Den he was little, but I still took care of him.” Blitzø says.

“Moxxie was little?” Stolas asks. “I didn't know he was a regressor.”

“Yeah, but don’t tell anybody. It’s a secret.” Blitzø whispers.

Stolas held back a laugh. “Alright, I won’t tell anyone.”

“Moxxie and Millie did fight, but I helpded!” Blitzø says.

“They had a fight?”

“Well, Moxxie doesn't like being small, and Millie sad about him being small.” Blitzø explains. “But I help. Did I do good, Stowes?” Blitzø asks.

“You did splendid, darling. I’m very proud of you.” Stolas says.

“Thanks.” Blitzø smiles very bright.

“But you should get some sleep now, my dear. It’s very late and you have work tomorrow.” Stolas says.

“Mkay. Bu’ I can just say no work since I’m da boss.” Blitzø says. “Don't need to work.”

“Yes, but then how would you afford to buy more toys?” Stolas asks.

“Uhm…I know! You can get them, you have all the moneys!” Blitzø says.

Stolas laughs that time. “Not a bad plan, but either way, you still need to get some sleep. You'll need your energy for our playdate with Fizz this week, right?”

“Mkay, I sleep.” Blitzø mumbles.

“Good job, darling. Goodnight.” Stolas says.

“Night, love you.”

Stolas smiles…when did Blitzø start saying that? “I love you too, dear.”

Stolas hums and makes a note for himself tomorrow.

It sounds as if Millie and Moxxie could use some help.

Perhaps he'll call Millie tomorrow and make sure everything's alright.

🌧☔️🌧☔️🌧☔️🌧☔️🌧☔️🌧☔️🌧☔️

"Oh, I know that there'll be better days

Oh, that sunshine bout to come my way

May we never ever shed another tear for today

Cause oh, I know that there'll be better days." -Better days, Onerepublic.

Possum: Sorry it took so long to update! I hope the chapter was okay

@todayimfour @trophyxtissues2 @abby5577 @ask-dusty-boy @im-not-paying-my-taxes @stormy-is-hyperfixated @legeufygeuber100 @thatswhat24 @hinata-chan-utaitelover @sugwrpwzz @ramona-quinn @ellisdefrog @cg-levi

14 notes · View notes

ittybittyimpsagere · 5 months ago

Text

Ozzie the babysitter

Summary:Stolas has to attend some meeting with his father and leaves Blitzø with Asmodeus.Notes:Tw: Bratty behavior, diapers mentioned, biting, attempted scratching, hissing, feeling neglected, jealousy, hiding, feeling scared, and feeling overwhelmed. Lmk if I should add.Takes place sometime before father knows best? Idk lol.

Playdates have become a normal phenomenon for Blitzø and Fizz. The original plan was to visit every month or every other week. But lately they’ve been hanging out every week due to the littles begging their caregivers for a playdate.

Fizz tends to regress on Monday and Tuesday since he was exhausted from the weekend when he performs at Ozzie’s.

Blitzø used to regress on the weekend until they changed it to Sunday-Monday so he can play with Fizz.

Every Sunday Blitzø would ask Stolas when they were going to see Fizzarolli. Seeing Fizz is something he looked forward to every week.

Stolas loved to see how much Blitzø has improved; Going from being anxious about going to Asmodeus’s place, to being extremely excited about it and discussing almost nothing else.

Every week he’d ask: “When are we gonna see Fizz?”

And Stolas would simply answer: “Tomorrow.”

It was like clockwork.

But, Stolas had a meeting to attend this Monday, one that he couldn't miss.

With Blitzø’s regression, it was an adjustment in figuring out when Stolas had time to do his job; normally he could get it all done on Saturday before Blitzø came over, but there was no way to reschedule or miss this meeting. It was surely to be a bore and he'd much rather spend his time watching paint dry, but alas. He had this responsibility and needed to take it seriously.

Blitzø was happily playing with his horse figurines on the floor while Stolas was reading on the couch. It was rare when they got to have quiet moments like this, it was rather nice.

But the moment was over as quickly as it started when suddenly the little one crawled over to Stolas and peaked his head between the book and the owl: “When are we gonna see Fizz, Stolas?” Blitzø asks.

Full sentences; this must mean Blitzø is around 4 or 5 at the moment. This surprised Stolas since he's usually not so calm when he's this old, his calmer side is usually when he's really small.

Stolas set the book aside to pick up Blitzø and set him on his lap. “Well, I’m afraid we may not get to see Fizz this week, fireworm. I have some work to do tomorrow.” Stolas says.

“Aww! No fair! We can’t even see him for a little bit?” Blitzø asked.

“Well…I suppose we could. But we would need to leave by 3:00 and make sure you are big by then, otherwise I’ll have to get you a babysitter.”

Blitzø thinks about it. “A babysitter?”

“Yes, I could ask Asmodeus to watch you, or I could call Loona like last time. Does that sound okay?” Stolas asks.

“Yeah!” Blitzø says. “I just want to see Fizz!” He says.

“Then we will see Fizz tomorrow.” Stolas says.

“Ugh! Why is it always tomorrow?!” Blitzø complains.

Stolas chuckles and pets Blitzø's head. “Yes, I know it’s hard to wait, Spirit. But, tomorrow will be here before you know it.” He says.

“Mkay.” Blitzø says. “Can you play horses with me?” He asks.

“Of course, darling.” Stolas says. He completely abandons his book.

Spending time with Blitzø was far more interesting anyway.

~~~Tomorrow morning~~~

That morning Blitzø was big again, which was a relief to Stolas.

They said their good mornings and the two of them got themselves ready for the day.

Before Blitzø got dressed however, Stolas took his hand. “Wait, before you regress again, I want to ask you something.” Stolas says.

“Okay?” Blitzø stayed where he was. “What's up?”

Stolas gestured to the bed, so the two of them sat down. “Do you remember when I told you I have a meeting today at three?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø thinks about it, and he nods. “Yeah.”

“Good. I did suggest maybe letting Asmodeus watch you. But you have said before that you didn't want to be left with him.” Stolas explains. “I want to make sure I know how you feel about it before suggesting it again.”

“It’s fine.” Blitzø says, shrugging. “We're not friends exactly but I'm not uncomfortable with the idea.” Blitzø says. “He's…fine.”

“Are you saying that Blitzø Buckzo actually trusts someone?” Stolas teases him.

“I said I wasn't uncomfortable, it is not the same thing!” Blitzø says defensively. “It's only a couple hours at most right?”

“Right.”

“Then it's fine.” Blitzø says.

“So, Asmodeus could never be your caregiver?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø thought it was a weird question but he decided to answer. “Obviously not.”

“Because you don't trust him?” Stolas clarifies.

“Right.” Blitzø confirms.

“So, does that mean you trust me, Blitzy?” Stolas teased more.

Blitzø blushed and scoffed, pushing Stolas away for embarrassing him. “Shut up you fucking dinosaur.”

Stolas chuckles. “I'm only teasing, Darling.” He says.

Blitzø rolls his eyes, he actually doesn't mind Stolas teasing him though. But he'd never actually admit it.

“You sure you’ll be okay if Asmodeus has to watch you?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø nods. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. As long as it's okay with him, if he thinks he can handle it.”

“And if he can't?” Stolas asks.

“Call Loona?” Blitzø suggests. “She's been really good at pulling me out of my headspace lately.”

“Sounds like a good plan to me.” Stolas says happily. “Hey, how come I can't get you out of your headspace so easily?” He asks.

“Because you're my caregiver, when you watch me it makes my little self want to stick around.” Blitzø explains.

“Because you trust me!”~ Stolas teased, poking Blitzø's side.

“I will bite you!” Blitzø threatens.

Stolas hoots with laughter. “I'm sorry, you're just so fun to mess with.” Stolas says.

“Yeah, yeah.” Blitzø mumbles. “I’m still going to bite you.”

Stolas just laughs as Blitzø gets off the bed. “Without a doubt, you bratty little imp.” He teases, then boops the center of the imps face.

~~~Later:~~~

They show up at Ozzie's at 10:00 as always.

Fizz and Blitzø played in the playroom and Stolas and Ozzie conversed as usual.

When 3:00 was near, Blitzø and Fizz were deeply regressed. Fizz and Blitzø were both 3. (Apparently having Blitzø around has made Fizz more comfortable and he’s been regressing to younger ages recently. It’s amazing how littles work.)

“Asmodeus, I have somewhere very important to be at the moment. If Blitzø is okay with it, do you think you can watch him for a bit? A couple hours at the most?” Stolas asks. He wants to check with little Blitzø again, just in case.

Asmodeus nods. “Yeah, don’t worry about it, I can keep an eye on him.” He says.

“Are you sure? He can be a little…”

“No, Blitzø! No eats the table!” They hear Fizz jokingly yell as he laughs hysterically. “Nawww!!!”

“Spirited.” Stolas finished saying.

Asmodeus laughs. “Relax, Stolas. They’re only playing now, what could possibly go wrong?”

Stolas wonders. “Thank you, Asmodeus. If he’s any trouble, just give me a call and I will handle everything.”

“It'll be fine.” Ozzie says.

“If he’s being bratty or acts up, give him a warning first, but it’s alright if you have to put him in a time out for a few minutes. He loves chocolate milk with hot sauce in it, it’s a good reward or bribe if you need it, also he has everything he needs in my bag. Chew toys, snacks, videos, coloring books-“

“I know how to take care of littles, Stolas.” Asmodeus says annoyed. “I take care of Fizz 24/7 in case you forgot.”

“Ah, but you know how to take care of Fizz. Blitzø is different.” Stolas argues.

“Trust me, I know that, but I’ve observed you when taking care of him. Just relax, I promise I can handle the gremlin.” Asmodeus says.

Stolas nods. “Alright, just let me tell Blitzø what’s going on.” He says, walking over to the little imps.

Asmodeus nods. Then picks up his magazine again.

“Blitzy, can you come here, please?” Stolas asks him.

Blitzø stands up and walks over to Stolas. “I in trouble?” He asks.

Stolas smiles and shakes his head. “No, darling. Of course not. I just wanted to talk. Do you remember when I told you I had work to do at 3:00?”

Blitzø sticks two of his fingers in his mouth anxiously as he nods.

Stolas removes Blitzø's fingers from his mouth. “None of that, Blitzy. You'll get sick.” He clips a pacifier clip on Blitzø's shirt.

Blitzø whines. He just wants to go back to playing with Fizz! He looks away from Stolas and over to Fizz who was with Ozzie.

“Blitzø, listen please? You have some options. Asmodeus says it’s fine if I leave you here, but I can call Loona if you’d feel more comfortable with her.” Stolas says.

Blitzø shrugs. “Mkay.”

“You need to pick, Blitzy. Loona or Asmodeus?” Stolas asks.

“I want to stay here wif Fizz.” Blitzø says.

“So, you want to stay with Ozzie?” He asks clarifying.

Blitzø nods.

Stolas nods back. “Okay then. I want you on your best behavior then, alright? That means No biting, no bratting out, no climbing on things, no eating the furniture, no cursing, no throwing things, no throwing tantrums. I need you to listen to Asmodeus.”

“Mkay, Stowas.” Blitzø says.

“What did I say?” Stolas asks him.

“Be good an wisten to Ozzie.” Blitzø repeats.

“That’s my blitzy.” Stolas says, hugging the imp tightly and giving him a quick kiss. “I will miss you so much, darling. I know you’ll be very good for me.”

“Bye, Stowas.” Blitzø says.

“I'll be back soon, I promise.” Stolas says to Blitzø. He stands up and faces Asmodeus again. “Alright, I’ll be back as soon as possible, call me if there’s any problems at all.”

“Will do, Stolas.” Asmodeus says. “Have fun.”

“Not likely.” Stolas mumbles as he walks through a portal to his very boring destination.

~~~Later:~~~

Blitzø and Fizz were having fun and playing as usual, things were pretty calm and they were having a great time!

Blitzø missed Stolas and every now and then he would look at the door, hoping he'd be back soon! It was taking him forever to come back! But at least he had Fizz to keep him company until then…

But then…Fizzarolli regressed younger, now being only 2 years old.

He's never been that young before, so he really just wanted Ozzie to hold him and protect him. He was scared and didn't understand why it happened. He just cried into Asmodeus's shoulder.

“Shh, Fizzy. It's okay.” He whispered to the crying imp. “Everything's okay.” He gave Fizz a pacifier and rocked him back and forth slowly.

So, Ozzie took care of Fizz, he carried him everywhere and never left his side, while Blitzø was practically left alone to do nothing!

Blitzø was starting to get really bored…and then really lonely! He missed Stolas! He wanted Stolas to come back so he could have some attention!

Asmodeus was too busy taking care of Fizz to notice Blitzø at all. And Blitzø felt like he was invisible. The feeling was far too familiar to just ignore.

“Daddy?” Fizz whines. “M'sowy.” He says, crying and feeling guilty for being so little.

Blitzø rolls his eyes, two isn't even that little! At least he didn't have to wear diapers. Was Blitzø too little for Stolas to handle? Is that a thing?

“I love you so much, Fizz.” Asmodeus says. “No matter how little you are. You're never too little for me, baby.”

“Yeah?” Fizz asks.

“Of course. Besides, you're always such a good little. So well behaved, not bratty at all. You being a little younger just gives me an excuse to baby you some more.” Asmodeus teases, tickling little Fizz who giggles adorably.

Blitzø whines, where’s Stolas?! He should be here by now.

What if he left him for good? What if he was too much for him? What if Stolas is never ever coming back? What if he found a better little to take care of? One that wasn't too much work? Who was never bratty?

He probably did, that's why Stolas was gone, he doesn't want to come back…

Blitzø wanted to cry, but he didn’t want to upset Fizz or Asmodeus.

“Blitzø?”

Blitzø looks up at Ozzie who was holding Fizzarolli in his arms. “Are you doing okay, little one?”

Blitzø nods, he doesn’t know how to tell Ozzie that he felt alone. It wasn't Ozzie's problem.

He's just gonna have to figure this out by himself.

Asmodeus looked like he didn't fully believe him, but didn't know what else he could do. “Alright, if you need anything just let me know, okay?” He asks.

Blitzø nods, not taking the offer seriously as Asmodeus returns his attention back to Fizz.

Maybe a snack will help him feel better? Sometimes when he's upset Stolas will give him a cookie and it helps!

And since Stolas abandoned him and Asmodeus was too busy, he just walked into the kitchen and hopped on the counter to help himself to the cookie jar Ozzie had.

“Blitzø?” He must have made more noise than he thought because Asmodeus walked into the kitchen, still holding Fizzarolli in his arms. “What are you doing?” He asks.

Blitzø tried to get the jar opened, but it was impossible! He was so frustrated he didn't know what to do! But he was determined! He wasn't going to ask for help.

“Blitzø, get off the counter, please?” Asmodeus asks.

“No!” Blitzø answers, taking the jar and hitting it against the counter to try and open it.

Asmodeus took the jar, using magic to move it away from Blitzø's reach. “Blitzø, if you wanted a cookie, you could have just asked me. But since you decided to be a brat instead, you can forget it.” Asmodeus says.

Blitzø didn't want to talk to Ozzie! He wanted Stolas! Blitzø whines, it's so unfair! Why did Stolas leave him?

“Blitzø,” Asmodeus said in a low register as he approached the imp. “Stolas packed some snacks for you, how about you get down and we can see what he has?” He suggests.

“No!” Blitzø says.

“Blitzø…” Asmodeus warns.

Blitzø glared at Asmodeus and hissed at him loudly, attempting to scratch him with his hands.

“Blitzø, this behavior is not acceptable.” Asmodeus warns. “If this continues, you'll be getting a time out. And I know you don't want that.”

Blitzø growled as Ozzie who tried to reach for the imp to get him off the counter, the little one bit Asmodeus's hand hard.

“Son of a- Blitzø!” Asmodeus scolded loudly, he lost his concentration and the jar fell on the floor making a loud “CRASH” sound.

The loud noise startles little Fizz, and he starts crying hysterically against Asmodeus.

“Shh, Fizz. It's okay.” Asmodeus whispers to Fizzarolli to try and calm him down.

Blitzø hissed again and ran away fast on all fours, he was too fast for Ozzie to catch up, especially while also holding a distressed Fizz.

It was honestly for the best. Asmodeus didn't want to try and deal with Blitzø while feeling as riled up as he does. He didn't mean to scare Blitzø or yell at him like that, and he definitely doesn't want to mess up more by doing it again.

Stolas suddenly arrived back through the portal. “I'm back! How did it…go?” Stolas looked at Asmodeus who was holding a crying Fizz, the rooster had a look that clearly said it didn't go well. “Asmodeus, what happened?” Stolas asks.

“Blitzø was acting up.” Ozzie says. “He hissed at me after I told him he couldn’t have a cookie, then he bit me, ran off, and hid somewhere.” He explains.

Stolas sighs. “Oh. I am so very sorry, Asmodeus. I will talk to him. Do you know where he is?” Stolas asks.

Asmodeus awkwardly ran a hand through his feathers. “He ran upstairs, I was just about to look for him after I calmed Fizz down and cleaned this up.” Ozzie says, gesturing to the ceramic pieces on the floor that was once a jar.

Stolas nods. “I see, don't worry, Asmodeus. I will find him.” He says.

“Stolas?”

Stolas looks at Asmodeus.

“This was on me. I messed up big time. I yelled at him, didn't mean to, I just lost it, I thought I could handle this, but I-”

“I'm sure he's fine. Whatever happened, we'll figure it out.” Stolas promised.

Asmodeus nods, not seeming less guilty, but at least he was done trying to explain, so Stolas walks up the stairs to find Blitzø.

~~~Asmodeus and Fizz:~~~

“Daddy?” Fizzarolli asks.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Bitz?” Fizz asks.

“Blitzø will be okay, froggie. Stolas will take care of him.” Asmodeus promised.

“Loud.” Fizz complains.

“I know, baby. Daddy's sorry.” He says, rubbing Fizz's cheek.

Fizzarolli nods slowly then snuggles up with Asmodeus closer.

“How are you feeling?” Asmodeus asks.

“Mmgh, ‘ittle.” Fizz whines. “Too ‘itlle.”

Asmodeus kisses Fizz's head. “It'll be okay, froggie. Just relax. I won't let anything bad happen to you, I promise.”

Fizzarolli smiles. “Wov you.”

“I love you too, Fizzy.”

~~~Stolas and Blitzø:~~~

Stolas knew Blitzø pretty well, and his favorite places to hide were in closets, under beds, and in bathtubs.

Anywhere he can be cozy and feel safe, that’s where Blitzø had to be.

He searched six different rooms and he hadn’t found him yet. He could tell Blitzø didn’t want to be found, otherwise he’d pick the closest room…

Which means he’s either hurt or scared.

It took searching a few more rooms until he finally found Blitzø in a closet as expected, hidden under a blanket he had found.

“Blitzø…” Stolas crosses his arms.

“Stowes!” Blitzø shouted, happy to see Stolas was back at last!

“Blitzy. What did you do?” Stolas asks sternly, ready to scold and lecture the little one.

Blitzø dries his tears when he sees Stolas, the imp was quite obviously upset about something.

Stolas uncrosses his arms and looks at the imp with concern. “Blitzy-“

Blitzø climbs up Stolas, and hugs his neck tightly.

Stolas supports the young one. “What is it, Blitzy? What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Wan’ ed’ up.” Blitzø says.

Stolas can’t help it, a chuckle escapes him. “I can see that, darling. But why is Asmodeus saying you acted up today? What happened?”

Blitzø saddens more. “You wef me.” He mumbles.

Stolas smiles sympathetically. “Darling, I told you I’d come back. You knew I wasn’t going away forever. I need you to tell me what happened with Asmodeus.”

“I bi’ed hims.” Blitzø mumbles.

“You bit him.” Stolas nods. “Why did you bite him? We’ve discussed this countless times, Blitzy. You know biting is never okay. I told you very specifically not to bite Ozzie today. Didn't I?” He asks.

Blitzø tears up and nuzzled into Stolas’s feathers.. “Bu’ Fizz..”

“Fizz?” Stolas asks.

“Ozzie wovs Fizz, you wov Fizz.” Blitzø starts to say, tears start pouring out of him suddenly.

Stolas tilts his head, what could he possibly mean by that?

“He da cute one, he da be’ah one den me!” He says.

“No, Blitzy. He is not better than you are, do you understand me?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø shakes his head. “No, you wike Fizz.” Blitzø argues.

“I do like Fizzarolli.” Stolas admits. “But I adore you! You’re one of my most favorite people in the whole world, darling. Don't you know that?”

“No.” Blitzø says.

“Well, Blitzy. You are. You’re my special little one and I love you so much.” He says.

“No wov.” Blitzø whines. “No fo’ me.”

“Why do you say that, Blitzø?” Stolas asks.

“Da’ee saids. Fizz the best one. He wiked Fizz bet’ah, I twy, bu’ I no good, he da good one only!”

“Well, I don’t care what your father thinks, said, or did. Because I think you’re amazing just the way you are.” Stolas says.

“Why?” Blitzø asks.

“Well, because you are. You’re funny, adorable, you’re very clever, talented, so strong, you’re sweet when you want to be, and you care the most even whilst pretending you don’t care at all.” Stolas says. “I’ve seen the best parts of you, darling. And I adore who you are.”

“Bu’ Fizz do’s fips an…he good when I da bwat.”

“Fizz is Fizz. I don’t wish for you to behave like him. Be Blitzø only, I need you.” Stolas says, cupping his face gently in his hands. “I don’t want two Fizzarolli’s, I want my Blitzy. I need him.”

“Bu’ I bwat. Ozzie saids.” Blitzø says.

“Asmodeus said that?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø nods, as tears continue falling down his face. “You fink so too.”

Stolas held Blitzø close to his chest and rubbed the back of the Imp’s head. “Listen, I don’t care if you are a brat sometimes, My Spirit. You’re only expressing yourself, and there’s nothing wrong with that.” Stolas says. “If you need an outlet, being a little bratty or needy is okay with me. I can handle it…and frankly I find it rather adorable.” Stolas smiles.

“Re’lly?” Blitzø asked.

Stolas nods. “Yup. You’re my itty bitty Blitzy.” Stolas' baby talks to him. “And nothing will ever change that.”

Blitzø hugs Stolas tight and starts to dry his tears, he’s never been told something like that before.

“But-“

Blitzø whines, he knew what was coming…

“I won’t tolerate you biting Asmodeus, Blitzy. I know you were upset, but that’s not how we handle our big feelings, is it?”

Blitzø shakes his head.

“How do we handle them, Blitzy?”

“Taught’ dem ou’, ow’ ea’ ice cream.” Blitzø says.

‘Talk them out, or eat ice cream. That sounds reasonable.’ Stolas thought. “That’s right, darling. You’re going to sit in time out for a couple minutes, then you’ll apologize to Asmodeus, okay?”

Blitzø whines again and starts rubbing his eyes. He doesn’t want a time out! He’s not bad, he’s good! Stolas said so!

“None of that, you know biting hurts people, why did you bite him?”

Blitzø shrugs.

“Blitzø…”

“I wa’ mads, he wif Fizz an’ you was gone.”

“Were you feeling lonely?” Stolas asks.

Blitzø nods. “I wan’ed to be cluded, bu’ day’ was too busy fo me. So I goted a cookie.”

Stolas nods, understanding Blitzø’s reasoning.

“Den’ Ozzie says no, so’s I gots mads and bited him.” Blitzø finished explaining.

Stolas nods. “I see.”

Blitzø starts crying again. “I didn’ mean ta’ ba’, Stowes. I jus’ wan’ a’ cluded.”

Stolas nods. “I understand, Blitzø. But, you still need to understand that biting is not the solution. If it’s hard to talk, there are other ways to communicate.”

“How?” Blitzø asks.

“Well, we’re currently learning sign language.” Stolas says. “Fizzarolli knows sign language and he can normally help you. But I suppose that’ll take some more time to learn, hm? How about we make you some cards? You can hold them up and tell people exactly what you want without needing to speak?”

“Yeah!” Blitzø agrees.

“Then we’ll make them as soon as we get home.”

“Stowes?” Blitzø asks.

“Yes, darling?”

“I sowy I bite.” Blitzø says.

“I know, dear. It’s alright. Just remember to tell Asmodeus that.”

“Do I has to time out?” Blitzø asks.

Stolas thinks about it for a moment and nods. “Yes, I’m afraid so. But I’ll tell you what. I’ll sit with you and we can have a quiet time out together to think this over, okay?”

Blitzø nods. “Mtay.”

Stolas walked over to the bed and sat with Blitzø for a few minutes.

“Stowes?” Blitzø asks.

“Yes, darling?”

“Wha’ ifs, you fin’ed da goodest wittle who cute an’ bedda’ den me?” Blitzø asks.

“Well, that’s impossible, Blitzy. No one is gooder, better, or cuter than you.”

“Wha’ bout Fizz?” Blitzø asks.

“Fizz is the best for his caregiver, but you’re the best for me. Does that make sense?”

Blitzø nods.

Stolas kisses Blitzø’s head. “Good. I want you to understand that I love every part of you. Brat and all. I never meant to hurt your feelings with my words.”

“It otay.” Blitzø says, snuggling up to Stolas more. “Jus’ don’ ‘eave me.” He says.

“Never.” Stolas promises.

They were quiet for a few minutes, just calming down from everything that happened today.

Stolas would have to discuss some things with Asmodeus if he ever wanted to watch Blitzø again. He hopes Asmodeus won't think of Blitzø differently because of this one day…they were doing so well!

Well, if he did, Stolas would just be careful and do whatever he could to keep his little one safe. He didn't really care what Asmodeus thought.

Well…yes, he does actually. But Blitzø was his priority, not Asmodeus.

~~~Stolas and Asmodeus:~~~

Blitzø fell asleep in Stolas’s arms almost instantly, their conversation must have taken a lot out of him.

Stolas felt it would be a good idea to go talk to Asmodeus now before Blitzø woke up. He laid Blitzø down on the bed and quietly snuck out of the room.

Stolas walked downstairs and saw Fizzarolli asleep as well, being cradled by Asmodeus.

“Is he alright?” Asmodeus asks, sounding concerned.

Stolas nods. “Yes, He's fine. There's nothing to worry about. But..I think we should talk about what happened.”

Asmodeus nods. “Yeah, just let me put him in the nursery real quick first.”

Stolas nods.

Asmodeus left to put Fizz down in his crib, kissed his head gently, then he returned to discuss the issue.

“Blitzø was feeling a bit left out while I was gone, he felt abandoned. His actions had absolutely nothing to do with you.” Stolas explains.

Asmodeus sighs. “Of course that was the problem. I should have known, I was way too focused on Fizz that I completely neglected Blitzø.” He says. “Fizz regressed way younger than he normally does, he was really upset and I was trying to keep him calm.” Asmodeus explains.

“That does make sense.” Stolas says. “Poor Fizz.”

“Look, I understand if you're upset with me.” Asmodeus says.

“Asmodeus, I'm not upset, this was your first time watching Blitzø. I did not expect this to be easy. Do you have any idea how many people Blitzø has bitten?” Stolas asks.

Asmodeus shakes his head.

“Everyone he's ever interacted with while little. This is just how he is. Welcome to the reality of being Blitzø's friend.” Stolas laughs.

Asmodeus sighs. “I'm still responsible though.”

“No, not completely. Something I said earlier was also bothering him. He also has abandonment issues and was worried I may not come back. He was acting the way he was because he needed an outlet, it had very little to do with you. Of course I understand if you'd be uncomfortable watching him again.” Stolas says.

“I don’t feel uncomfortable, today was just chaos.” Asmodeus explains. “I never anticipated any of this would happen. Blitzø was just caught in the middle of it all. Besides, He didn't know that I don't let Fizzarolli on the counters when he's little, and I didn't know how to handle Blitzø or talk to him about any of this. It's a work in progress.”

Stolas hummed. “Perhaps there is something we can do. What if we sat down with Blitzø and Fizz to discuss rules and guidelines specifically for here?” He suggests. “That way Blitzø and Fizz know what's expected, and we have a better understanding of each other’s rules as well.” Stolas explains.

“That's not a bad idea.” Asmodeus says. “It may be better to wait until they're big again though.” Asmodeus says.

Stolas agrees.

~~~Later: Everyone~~~

Blitzø woke up feeling a lot better emotionally and physically…but he did feel bad about how he acted towards Asmodeus.

He got himself off the bed and slowly walked into the hallway. Then he crawls over to the staircase, waiting at the top, wondering if he should attempt to climb down on his own.

Suddenly the owl himself spots him at the bottom of the steps. “Blitzø, I was just about to check on you.” Stolas says, walking up the stairs and picking up Blitzø “How are you feeling?” He asks.

Blitzø buries his head into Stolas's neck and shrugs.

“Mm, feeling nervous?” Stolas asks, walking back downstairs with the imp in his arms.

Blitzø nods.

“It will be alright, I promise Asmodeus isn't angry with you.” Stolas says.

Blitzø looks up at him. “No?”

“No, he does feel bad though, so I think you should still apologize.” Stolas says.

“Mtay.” Blitzø agrees.

Stolas walks into the living room with Blitzø where Asmodeus was reading. “Ozzie, Blitzø has something he wants to say.” Stolas sits down and sets Blitzø on his lap.

“What is it, little one?” Asmodeus asks as kindly as he can in hope to ease Blitzø's nerves.

“M’sowy m’ bad, Ozzie.” Blitzø says.

“Oh. Well, it's alright, lightning bug. I know you were just having a bad day. I'm sorry I made you feel bad for that, you're a great little, Blitzø. I just didn't know what to do and I made the wrong choice.” Asmodeus says. “I'm sorry for yelling at you.”

“S'otay.” Blitzø says.

“You really are very good, Blitzø.” Asmodeus says.

“You are, and so adorable.” Stolas agrees.

Blitzø hides himself in Stolas's neck again, causing the owl to hoot in emusent.

Asmodeus chuckles, then leaves to go get Fizz.

“Good job, darling.” Stolas says to Blitzø.

Blitzø smiles at Stolas and hugs him for a bit.

After Fizzarolli was awake again, Asmodeus asks: “Well, what shall we do now?”

“How about we all play a game together? That could be fun.” Stolas suggests.

Asmodeus and Blitzø agree. And though Fizz was too little to really play the game, he sat with Ozzie and watched with childish glee.

Blitzø explained what was happening in the game to Fizz and even helped instruct him on what he should do in ways that were very easy for him to understand.

Stolas and Asmodeus smiled at each other.

They had some things to work out but…

Everything was gonna be okay in their little family.

Notes:Hope you all liked this one-shot! I've been writing this one since the beginning of FKB so I'm relieved to have it complete lol 😅Lmk what you think, I'd appreciate it!

Taglist: @todayimfour

57 notes · View notes

ittybittyimpsagere · 5 months ago

Note

*puts on fake mustache* as I never of the jerky I hear by sudjest that andrealphus be Vassago little

Boy will you be surprised heheh😈

Of course! Andrealphus will be his little... someday! :D

⭐️Much like his first little Andrealphus was assigned to Vassago, they didn't choose the arrangement on their own.

Andrealphus needed a caregiver, and Vassago reluctantly agreed to look after him...

So Andrealphus moved in with Vassago and so began their strange but entertaining dynamic as roommates, and CG and little.

❄️Andrealphus has always secretly liked Vassago and that's why he hates him with every fiber of his being!

Eventually, it gets easier to be his friend though...

Eventually.

⭐️Vassago expected andrealphus would be a bratty little, but he didn't expect him to be so...bossy.

He tells Vassago what to do, to remake food he doesn't like, (Vassago doesn't make his servants deal with Andrealphus, he's not cruel.) Andrealphus will even throw the food (or whatever) back at him if he tells him no.

Vassago is a very patient birb. So he takes a deep breath and then calmly asks Andrealphus why he thought it was okay to act like that.

Andrealpus only argued, but that made Vassago realize that Andrealphus was used to getting his own way, so what he really needed was to learn that sometimes the answer has to be no.

❄️Andrealphus actually loves listening to Vassago's stories, but he claims to hate them. Most like everything Vassago does.

He can't let Vassago know that he likes him!

But when Vassago doesn't tell him stories, he'll say that they're good because they put him to sleep easily, so for that reason alone, he'll ask for a story.

Vassago saw right through his "clever" idea but went along with it.

⭐️Vassago's goals include helping Andrealphus manage his emotions, helping him with his truama, healing Andrealphus's inner child, and lastly, helping him learn empathy.

❄️Andrealphus pushes Vassago away because he doesn't want to accept the feelings he has for him... because he's been led to believe they're wrong.

He also doesn't know how to react when Vassago is nice. It was weird.

⭐️Vassago has learned what really confuses Andrealphus is treating his fury and tantrums with pure kindness and gentleness.

Andrealphus doesn't know how to respond to kindness, so he just ends up annoyed or flustered. Which is a step up from anger and screaming.

Vassago does still scold Andrealphus. He doesn't let the little one get away with everything, but he tends to scold him like a child. Saying things like "gentle hands." Or "Hey, kiddo. That's not how we behave. Is it?" Because he just isn't used to being talked to like that.

He even told Vassago that he liked yelling more and asked him to yell instead.

Vassago apologized but told him that's not how he talks to kids. And he'd never yell at Andrealphus like that when he could just as easily talk to him nicely.

❄️Vassago makes the best hot cocoa! Andrealphus absolutely loves it!

He'll often demand Vassago to make him some!

And Vassago will say yes, but on the condition that he be good.

He's usually not very good, but Vassago will still make it for him anyway. ☕️

Andrealphus asked him why he still made it even though he acted up.

And Vassago said simply: "I know you did your best, pollito. Besides you're always good in my book." And he pat his head.

Which... made Andrealphus want to actually try his best someday. Because he really didn't try to be good at all. . .

But not today.

⭐️Vassago will sometimes baby Andrealphus as an attempt to help him calm down or stop behaving badly. He doesn't do anything bad or even humiliating. He'll just take him aside and be very gentle and talk to him like he would talk to a three year old having a meltdown.

❄️Whenever Vassago babies Andrealphus, it makes him feel younger than seven. He wasn't even sure that was possible before and...

He doesn't know how to feel about it...

But he didn't ask Vassago to stop, even though he knew he would if Andrealphus asked...

Because he did feel calmer... and he felt... safe.

And he's never felt that way before.

⭐️Vassago loves teaching andrealphus new games, and sometimes Andrealphus will play along, but more often than not, he'll just walk away.

❄️Andrealphus confessed to Vassago that he liked having his claws painted. It was hard for him because it was never something he was allowed to do as a child.

Vassago told him that it was really cool that he liked painting his claws and he offered to paint them for him.

He even let andrealphus paint Vassagos claws with sparkly red nail polish!

It was a nice day.

⭐️Vassago took note of the games Andrealphus liked and the ones he thought were stupid and realized he enjoyed the games where he had more control of the narrative.

So Vassago bought andrealphus some toys, specifically for him. (He had toys already, but those were for any potential little)

Stuffed animals,

Legos,

And Dolls.

❄️Andrealphus liked the Barbie dolls most of all! He had admired his sisters dolls when he was small but wasn't allowed to play with them.

Vassago was very supportive, though. He even bought him extra dresses and hair accessories for the dolls!

⭐️And no matter what happens, no matter how much progress they make while andrealphus is regressed...

They still constantly bicker like an old married couple when he's big.

⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️

Ngl...they kinda give...

Just me?

❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️❄️⭐️

You have no idea, guys! It took me like 3 hours to find my old andrealphus post because I forgot how old he regressed to! 😅

I'm so tired, lol

16 notes · View notes

ittybittyimpsagere · 5 months ago

Note

Anything on Andrealphus?

Andrealphus used to look after regressed Stella,

But he's not really a caregiver.

Someone had to step up and take care of her, so he did.

Andrealphus is 60% a middle regressor. (Age 7-15) and 40% Guardian.

Ranging from kiddo headspace to teen headspace.

His priority is Stella, though.

No matter what.

He practically raised her since their parents couldn't be bothered to.

As for his own regression, he doesn't really know how to manage it, so he doesn't.

He hides his smaller feelings because he doesn't see any other option.

@todayimfour @ask-dusty-boy @dex-dawn @trophyxtissues2 @abby5577

30 notes · View notes

ittybittyimpsagere · 5 months ago

Note

Vassago classification?? Ik thats oddly specific lol 😭

⭐️Vassago is a caregiver!!!

60% Caregiver 40% Guardian

About time, right? We need more Vassago content!

I have no clue what his role will be on the show- but I have TONS of plans for him in my AU

Okay okay now headcannons!

⭐️Vassago doesn't have a little yet (but he will)

🦜Vassago is an excellent storyteller. He can keep his little ones entertained for hours with his stories... Although sometimes he gets carried away and just excites his little one before bed instead of relaxing them, keeping them awake for hours!

⭐️He's great at making up games, especially treasure hunts for his little one with maps and tiny prizes leading to a much bigger prize!

🦜Always willing to play with his little one! He especially loves playing pirates or princess with them! It's so fun!

⭐️He loves making every day an adventure for his little one! He'd hate for them to be bored.

He especially loves to take them outside for some fresh air!

🦜If anyone ever talked negatively of his little one, they'll face his wrath! He'll scold them till theres no tomorrow! No one hurts his pequeño Tesoro and gets away with it!

He can not handle someone messing with his littles at all! All bets are off if anyone dares to talk poorly of his precious pollito!

⭐️Much like Bandit from Bluey, vassago is willing to go with any game his little ones want to play! He'll even expand on it and keep the game as interesting as possible!

🦜He's a wonderful listener and is really good at helping little ones express their emotions in a more positive way!

⭐️He made mood boards for his little so they can work together to manage emotions.

🦜Vassago is still learning to be a good CG, and even when he doesn't have a little of his own, he learns all he can to help others navigate through their journey.

⭐️Vassago cares about people, he always has, so it means everything to him when he can help others with their problems or help them take care of littles!

🦜Vassago has a bit of a temper, but he knows how to manage it. He never lashes out at a little. At worst, he just lectures them for a few...hundred hours, explaining why what they did was wrong and how scared he was for them, why they have rules in place and asking them never to do it again!

"¿Estás intentando provocarme un infarto? porque eso es lo que estás haciendo! ¿Qué estabas pensando? No podrás volver a hacer eso nunca más, ¿me entiendes? ¡nunca jamás! ¡No saltamos del tejado sin un adulto!"

He can be a bit strict, having rules in place that are non-negotiable in order to help his little ones thrive and be the best they can be!

He has complete faith in them and tries not to push them too hard, but he wants to help them improve.

⭐️Vassago can be protective, but he encourages his littles to explore and try new things. He just makes sure they follow his guidelines, and he tends to worry about them.

🦜Vassago does his very best for everyone around him, always trying to be the best he can possibly be, seek good when facing darkness. He always tries to be fair and help his little and do his best not to control them.

⭐️Vassago may be strict, but he forgives very easily; there is nothing his little one can do that would make him give up on them. He'll help them find their way again!

🦜He's very good at comforting littles. Talking things out with them, being a listening ear, cuddling, and offering advice if they need it. He's also sure to make sure his little knows they are loved and no matter what happens they are not facing this alone.

(Feel free to ask questions about Vassago as a CG. He's one of my new favorites!)

21 notes · View notes

ittybittyimpsagere · 8 months ago