obsessivecarer

[obsessivecarer]

Sleepy meow and whines

Rubs against you

Itty tiger baby ..

Pounceing on their carer

Biting

Purrs when being pet

Scratches at things (they might need a scratching toy :3 )

Me just an itty baby tiger who dose big

" rawwwwrs " when playing with his dad >_<

Playing an pounceing on dad an trying to scare him !! And he just goes "what a silly kiddy you are , my sweet boy" EEEE :O

@obsessivecarer (dad >_<)

[obsessivecarer]

❝ You belong to me.. You are Mine.. ❞

⤷ A Post By Kiran Grey

Concept — ⋆｡ ˖ ‧ ☁︎

⟢ The air was crisp and cool, snowflakes lazily drifting outside as Kiran wandered aimlessly through the house. A sense of restlessness clung to him like the cold biting at the windows, his mind spiraling into a haze. He couldn’t help but feel lost, his boy Ryker absent from his side. A deep, exasperated grumble slipped from his lips as his gaze drifted toward the clock on the wall—3:06 PM. Still far too early to pick up his little ray of sunshine.

He sighed heavily, running a hand through his opalescent white hair, the strands gleaming faintly in the muted winter light. After a pause, his thoughts raced—tugging at his resolve. Muttering a soft curse under his breath, Kiran grabbed his keys and stormed out—determination glinting in his crystal-like eyes.

~ ₊ ˚. ｡ ⋆ ❆ ⋆ ｡. ˚ ₊. ~

The drive through the snow-dusted streets didn’t ease his tension at first—his grip on the steering wheel was tight, knuckles as pale as the world outside. The snow glistened under the sun’s fading rays, and for a moment, it was almost blinding. But as the familiar outline of Ryker’s school appeared in the distance, a wave of calm washed over him, his shoulders relaxing. By the time he pulled into the parking lot, Kiran exhaled a long, heavy breath—slumping forward against the wheel for a brief moment.

His sharp, stoic features softened as his eyes scanned the playground, searching eagerly for his boy. And then he saw him. Ryker, bundled up in his winter coat, his rosy cheeks glowing as he played in the snow with a few friends. A rare, radiant smile broke across Kiran’s face, lighting it up like the winter sun.

“Daddy!!” Ryker’s delighted squeal pierced through the chilly air as he spotted his father. He ran to the fence that separated the playground from the parking lot, his small hands gripping the metal eagerly.

Kiran quickly knelt, threading his slender fingers through the gaps to gently brush Ryker’s cold cheeks. “Hi, Angel!” he cooed, his voice soft but full of warmth. “Dad missed you so much! Your cheeks are freezing. Where’s your scarf?” His brow furrowed slightly, lips pressing into a concerned pout as he scanned Ryker’s neck for the missing garment.

Ryker giggled, his laughter light and melodic as he grabbed onto Kiran’s fingers. “Dada! It’s inside! Miss Lavender has it!” he explained, pointing toward the school building where a kind woman stood by the door. Miss Lavender waved warmly, holding Ryker’s scarf and bag in her hands, her smile as bright as the snow.

Kiran chuckled, waving back before turning his attention back to Ryker with a mock-serious expression. “Puppy... you can’t play in the cold without it! Go grab it from Miss Lav, okay?” he urged gently, ruffling Ryker’s soft hair.

Ryker let out a small, dramatic sigh but nodded, scampering off toward the school. A moment later, he returned with the scarf snugly wrapped around his neck and a proud grin on his face.

“Miss Lav said I can go home early if I want!” Ryker’s wide, puppy-dog eyes sparkled with hope as he clasped his mitten-covered hands together. “Can we, Dada? Please?”

Kiran couldn’t help but chuckle, his cheeks turning a rosy hue from the cold and Ryker’s endearing plea. “Of course, Angel! Let’s go home and make some hot chocolate, yeah?”

Ryker let out a triumphant cheer as Kiran guided him toward the gate, carefully helping him through. Miss Lavender called out, her warm voice carrying over the snow. “Have a wonderful snow day, you two!”

Kiran smiled back at her, his heart full as he took Ryker’s hand, their fingers snugly intertwined despite the layers of gloves and mittens.

~ ₊ ˚. ｡ ⋆ ❆ ⋆ ｡. ˚ ₊. ~

Concept for my boy.. @puppie-bug

[obsessivecarer]

Christmas eve with dad ⛄❄️

The smell of freshly baked cookies in the air ,, the tree is yet to be completed.

Bug waddled over to the tree to finish decorating with dad "well hello love bug" dad said and picked up the toddler and handed them a star , it was a tree topper "let's put this star as the finishing touch shall we" the itty boy nodded and reached up to put the star on top of the tree , it was successful, it was placed on top of the beautiful tree . "Good job bug" daddie said "how about a Christmas movie and some cookies" the toddler nodded and ran to the couch,, and that's how they ended their Christmas eve !

Dada : @obsessivecarer

[obsessivecarer]

➜ My Bug <3

⚰🛝Rykers intro ! 🧦

ᛪ༙ ֪ 𓏼𝜗℘◟ ͜⠀◞💭Hello I am Ryker , welcome to my baby blog !

❦︎🪲About me ̣̣

𓉸ྀི🐾My tiny age is 1-5 , I'm a perma regressor meaning I am regressed all of the time , at least somewhat. 🪽𓈒

֪ 𓏼𝜗🧸℘◟ ͜⠀◞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀　 ⑅ ׁ ֪

　🎒　𐔌 ྀི ۫ This page will ALWAYS be sfw 𓈒

જ⁀➴🐛I'm bodily 18 , I have a carer I love very much , pls don't ask to be my caregiver or anything like that 𓉸ྀི

🍂🦴 ֪ 𓏼𝜗℘◟ ͜⠀◞ We are a System so I won't always be active on this acc especially while other ppl are fronting🐜

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﹒ 𓂃◞ DNI ⭐

　 𐔌 ableist , transphobic, homophobic+ect , nsfw , not safe for children to view , mean or hateful, blank blogs , non agere / petre acc's 𐦯 ⤫ ｡ ⠀ ♱　﹒🛝🫧

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🐜 ⑅Interests

⠀⠀⠀🩹⠀ ﹒ 🦴 𓂃◞ 🧸 ֪ ⑅　 ۫　🐎 ׅ

⠀𓂃 ͜ ͜ ݁𓈒݂݂𓏴𓏴

⠀ ۫𓂅

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🎒⑅ocean life

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🍂 ⑅phycology

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🐞 ⑅cartoons

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🍀 ⑅ video games

•𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🪲 ⑅collecting things , especially kiddie things

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🌊 ⑅ drawing

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🧦 ⑅ bakeing

ᛪ༙ ֪ 📖 𓏼𝜗℘◟ ͜⠀◞ 🛝

Pronouns / gender

֪ ☘️ 𓏼𝜗℘I use he / it / star / doll pronouns

🪽𝜗℘◟ ͜⠀◞I'm transgender an doll gender ! 🧸

𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒𓈒🦌

🌲જ⁀➴Disabilitys / mental illness

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🩹 ⑅• autism

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🐞 ⑅ ADHD

•𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🍀 ⑅developmental delays

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🌊 ⑅osdd

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🦴 ⑅ schizoaffective disorder

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🎒 ⑅sensory processing disorder

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🫧 ⑅ OCD

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🐛 ⑅ learning disabilities

˖ㅤ ꕮ˚ ۪🍂and more (pls interact gently and be kind)

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟🐾⑅Physical disabilitys / illness ⑅ ۟🐶 ̣̣𓈒

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🍀 ⑅ chronic pain

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🪲 ⑅ POTS

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🛝 ⑅ arthritis

𓈒 ̣̣ ۟ 🐶 ⑅Ect

[obsessivecarer]

❝ You are my Sunshine… My only Sunshine… ❞

⤷ Kiran Grey & Noir’s introduction.

𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬 ▶ 𝗩𝗛𝗦

⚠︎ BYF/DNI

⟢ This is an Alter Account, used to interact with My Bug. I am a System Caregiver, my main role and priority is to keep Little Ones/Regressors safe from harm. I, personally, am not interested in babysitting or taking in anymore Little Ones—as My Bug is suitable for me and nobody else. So, that being said, if you are against Systems, DID, OSDD, etc. then I highly suggest not interacting with this account.

⟢ This account will include discussions, depictions, posts about the Yandere Aesthetic and Possessive/Obsessive feelings. Things concerning my personal struggle with OLD (Obsessive Love Disorder), vents and rambles about my struggles within the headspace and more. Please heed this as a warning moving forward on my account—I am not posting anything relating to Gore, Manipulation, Abuse, NSFW content, etc. and refuse to interact with anyone who posts these things.

⟢ This account is fully SFW, and is an account made to express how I feel as a Caregiver/Dad. I will often refer to myself as Dad, Mister Grey, Dada Grey, etc. when in this headspace. My content will be a mixture of neutral Caregiving content for those who wish to share/can relate and a mixture of my own Caregiving style as a possessive Dad.

⟢ Noir will NOT feature on the account, merely tends to co-front with me. He is the split part of me that holds the unhealthy obsession and often does not feel comfortable interacting with anyone outside of our system. Since he is a part of me, however, he will sometimes be mentioned on the account.

⟢ Though I am a caregiver and have a little one of my own, I am a non-community poster of Age/Pet Regression content. That means my account, like I’ve stated, is completely SFW—but not geared towards a specific style of Regression posts.

⟢ This account will include Horror/Dark Themes—as this is closer to my aesthetic. My Bug has a bit of a brighter disposition, and is an angel in every way—so, though I will be mainly a darker account, I will include brighter posts. Again, all posts will be SFW and completely void of themes of Gore, Harm, Abuse, Manipulation, etc. — Consider me a soft-hearted, loving demonic presence who is just here to post about My Boy.

ⓘ The System and I

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I am Kiran Grey, Caregiver and Emotion Holder to The Quiet Meadow System. Bodily, we are 22 and I age with the body. I was created early in the Host’s life as they grappled with their Gender Identity and began to experience their first relationship. I will not go too much further as Noir was then split from myself during an incredibly traumatic point within the first relationship we had experienced. Personally, I identify as Greygender—but I usually use Masculine pronouns/adjectives/titles (i.e. handsome, manly, Dad, Mister, etc.) as well as Neo and Xeno pronouns.

We do use Simply Plural, but as I am often not very good with technology and rarely have time to sit down like this to create proper introductions—we mainly choose to introduce ourselves as we Front or during necessary moments of context. Many of my headmates do not wish to Front, and there are some of us who we refer to as “Frequent Fronters” or FFs—those who wish to Front often or happen to Front frequently due to necessity. I, personally, am triggered out by My Bug—being a very positive trigger for me. We all have our fair share of positive and negative triggers, but we are not comfortable sharing so publicly.

We also have a fair amount of Caregivers of our system who are open to babysitting or interested in finding a little one (or two) of their own, as I have found My Bug. That does not mean we will be accepting random messages asking for some of us to care for you—however, many of us are happy and open to getting to know you and making friends! System accounts here and on other platforms will always be shared for everyone to see.

Our Host is a Tattoo Artist, Business Owner and Artist who is happily married to a person we all refer to as Mister Bear, or Bear. Thus, we primarily will not be seeking out any romantic or sexual partners (this is completely changed at the discretion of the Host.) We also struggle with a few Disabilities, Chronic Illness, a few Mental Health issues and more that tend to consume a lot of our “spoons” (term known by our fellow Chronic Illness friends—mainly meaning how much we can spare mentally, physically, emotionally, etc. for certain tasks.) which tends to make it incredibly hard to keep up with a lot of things necessary to live. We make constant attempts to remain transparent and honest in order to avoid miscommunication or conflict—but in case our efforts have proved unsatisfactory, please be reminded of this! Many of us are happy to talk through things when necessary, and will always attempt to be kind—as we all wish to be treated with kindness.

Kiran Grey (Proud Papa to my Pup <3)

𝟬𝟭:𝟯𝟱

𝗦𝗘𝗣 . 𝟬𝟯 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟱