#big sibling regression

[bigsis-mimi]

big sibling, little sibling things ♡

sharing EVERYTHING

silly arguments about the smallest things

"__ DID IT!"

"__ STARTED IT!"

*protecting little sibling at all possible costs*

playing video games together

letting little sibling win in a fight/race

big hugs. all the time.

teaching little sibling how to do/make lots of cool stuff

getting into a lot of mischief

unconditional love, always ♡

[pineconepie]

This is all so amazing but I have to have some more of Vincent talking care of us especially what happens with his mob and stuff like if he’s out how much defense does he know on you and if so how many of them are around our finger by our 2 meeting?

This isn't exactly what was requested, but I still like the way it turned out :3

TW: Mentions of violence, parental/platonic yandere, infantilization

...

You hold Vincent's hand as he steps out the limousine, gently tugging you along with him.

When he mentioned bringing you to his office and workplace, you had no clue what to expect. So far, most of what you've seen matches the theme of Cryo and their various properties and establishments - mostly sleek black and white, with hints of blues and grays thrown in here and there.

You look up at the building nervously, but he doesn't seem too worried about it at all.

In fact, he looks rather excited for this visit. "You'll love it! We have lots of nice stuff here," he reassures you. "I'll hire a babysitter for you soon, but for now I want you to stay with Dad some more before we separate too much."

Babysitter, huh? Well, it makes sense given how protective and controlling Vincent acts around you. Not that you'd complain too much, you're well fed and generally content, besides the occasional panic session.

He smiles widely, putting his hands on your shoulders and guiding you into the lobby area.

The walls are painted a light cream color, the floors tiled grey.

There aren't any windows on this floor, just doors leading elsewhere inside.

There are several men and women walking around wearing suits and carrying briefcases or files. A few glance at you curiously as they pass by, but otherwise they keep focused on their tasks.

They all move aside quickly upon noticing Vincent approaching with you, however. None of them want to get in your way or risk upsetting the boss by holding up traffic.

That must mean these people really respect him, or fear him.

Probably a little bit of both.

Either way, it gives you chills thinking about what kind of person could command so much authority without even raising their voice once.

Then again... You suppose that's part of being in charge of a massive organization like Cryo. Anyone who steps out of line gets dealt with accordingly. No questions asked.

A woman approaches him briskly. "Good morning, Mr. Brewer," she greets politely, bowing her head slightly as she does. Her gaze flickers to you briefly before returning back to him. "How may I assist you today?"

"Just making sure my kiddo settles in nicely here." Vincent pats your head affectionately. "Come on, munchkin." He guides you down the hall.

Everyone stares at you openly now, curious about the newcomer. You try not to pay attention, focusing instead on Vincent and where he leads you. Eventually, you arrive in front of an office door marked 'Mr. Vincent Brewer.'

Inside is an enormous space filled with expensive furnishings and decorations.

Huge bookshelves line one wall; another contains a large fireplace surrounded by comfy armchairs. The ceiling itself seems to stretch upwards forever, ending somewhere far above your head.

On the opposite side of the room sits a desk piled high with papers and other items that look like they belong to important meetings. A huge map covers most of the surface. Behind it stands a window overlooking the city below.

"I made sure the mini fridge is stocked full of juice boxes and snacks," he tells you, gesturing to the corner of the room. "Only the best for my baby."

You blush and rub your arm. "I-I'm not a baby..."

He smiles at you sweetly, booping your nose. "Aw, yes you are, sweetie. But its okay! You don't have to worry about anything anymore." He then scoops you up in his arms and rocks you back and forth, making you giggle. "See? You try to act all tough and grown-up sometimes, but deep down you just wanna be babied, right?"

"...shut up," you mutter into the fabric of his shirt.

He hums softly and continues to sway you back and forth for a few moments longer before finally setting you down again. Then he takes your hand and leads you towards the couch near the fireplace.

"Here's some blocks and crayons and stuff." He sets a box of toys on top of the coffee table, along with a coloring book. "I have lots of important paperwork to do, so play quietly and let Dad focus on work, okay?"

You nod obediently, already reaching for the box.

Your fingers brush against plastic bricks and cardboard books before pulling away again, grabbing hold of some colored pencils instead. You start drawing random lines and shapes onto blank sheets of paper, enjoying yourself more than you'd like to admit.

Meanwhile, Vincent sits down behind his desk and begins sorting through various documents, scribbling things down whenever he needs to jot something down.

Every now and then he glances over at you, smiling warmly each time.

When you finish scribbling aimlessly across the page, you glance up to see what else you could do. The idea of sitting still for hours while listening to Vincent shuffle through papers is boring beyond belief.

You wonder how much you could annoy him if you truly acted the child he's so keen to treat you like.

You crawl into his lap, giggling when he jolts in surprise, looking down at you.

"What are you doing, cutie pie?" Vincent asks. He wraps one arm around you protectively. His grip tightens slightly as he leans forward to get a better view of your drawings. "Drawing pretty pictures for Dad, hm?"

"Yep!" you chirp, smiling brightly up at him. "Wanna see?"

His expression softens further as he nods. "Yeah, sure! Come on, up ya go." He lifts you higher onto his chest so he can see everything clearly. Then he examines your artwork closely for several seconds. Afterward, he gives you an approving nod. "My baby is so talented! That's beautiful. Didn't know I was in the same room as an artistic prodigy!"

Your face heats up at the compliment, feeling embarrassed yet oddly pleased at the same time. "T-thank you..."

He ruffles your hair affectionately and sets you back down again. "Why don't you draw some more? Maybe make Dad a picture too?"

You were hoping he'd be annoyed with you, but he looks more happy than anything, even with how busy he must be right now.

Oh well.

Maybe next time.

You continue to doodle idly for a while longer. You find yourself wanting to push the envelope with Vincent's patience, see how much he'll allow before it becomes too much.

But then he stands, adjusting his tie. "I got a quick meeting to attend," he says, offering you a sad smile. "Wait here. I'll come check on you and bring you lunch after."

Disappointed, you nod, frowning as he pats your head and walks towards the exit.

The door closes behind him with a quiet click. Only then do you slump against the cushions of the chair you sat upon earlier. Now what will you do?

You return to your doodles, deciding that this is probably the best way to pass time while waiting for him to return.

Once you get bored with those, you wander around the office. You poke around his desk drawers, finding nothing interesting there besides the usual stuff like pens and pencils.

You sift through folders of documents, but its hard to understand any of it, since there's loads of big words you don't know and lots of numbers involved. You end up staring blankly at pages full of graphs showing lines going upwards and downwards, wondering how anyone could ever read such boring stuff without falling asleep halfway through.

When that gets boring, you go to the door, turning the knob, expecting him to have locked it behind him.

However, much to your surprise, it opens easily.

So either he trusts you won't run off while unsupervised, or he simply forgot to lock it due to distraction.

Whatever the case may be, it means you have access to explore the building freely...

With excitement bubbling in your stomach, you quickly step out of the room and shut the door carefully so it doesn't make a noise.

Oddly enough, you don't want to try escaping, even if the chances were in your favor.

You take the elevator up a few floors and look out the window.

The view up here... It really is breathtaking. From where you stand, you can see miles and miles away, watching the sky shift colors as clouds drift overhead.

"Oh, poor thing. Are you lost?" a gentle voice coos.

You turn to see a man who looks slightly younger than Vincent, with long dark hair and grey eyes. He wears a suit, but he has several bandages wrapped around his hands.

"N-no! I'm just..." You pause, unsure what excuse to use. "...I was exploring."

He frowns. "Is that so? I'm Trenton. What's your name, little one?" He kneels down, even though he isn't much taller than yourself.

Why is everyone so insistent on treating you as a child?! But you can't deny, it does make you feel smaller. "...(Y/n)."

Trenton blinks for a moment. "Ohh, you're Vincent's child! Oh, wow. I can tell why he dotes on you, you're adorable. What on earth are you doing here? It's dangerous and I know for a fact Vinnie wouldn't allow it."

Another group of people come over, before you get the chance to even reply.

"Woah! Why's a kid here?" a man with short messy hair asks.

"That's Boss's kid," a woman in a pinstripe suit remarks. "We shouldn't mess with them. He won't take kindly to us interactin' with them."

Suddenly, you feel tiny amongst these tall adults surrounding you.

Trenton notices your anxious expression. "That's just Quinn, don't mind her. Oh, and this is Phoenix."

"Heya, squirt," Phoenix greets. He ruffles your hair. "We should probably get them back to Mama Bear's office before he notices. I'd rather not have all my limbs broken today."

"Mama Bear?" you ask in confusion, tilting your head.

"The Boss," Quinn replies shortly. "Our new little code name for him."

"Because of youuu," Phoenix croons, pinching your cheeks. "Boss treats you like his baby cub. I think it's cute, personally."

"Okay, leave (Y/n) alone," Trenton scolds. "Come on, I'll lead you back downstairs." He holds out his uninjured hand for yours, which you accept. Not like you have much of a choice.

"I can come with you guys!" Phoenix exclaims. "And so can Quinn, right?"

The woman sighs. "Well, it beats working."

As the four of you begin descending the stairs, you look at Trenton's bandaged hands. "What happened?" You don't even realize its rude until you say it out loud. "I'm sorry if that was personal..."

He chuckles. "Aw, it's okay. It's fine." He stretches them out, examining the wounds beneath his cloth wrappings. "Just some... accidents in the workplace." He smiles faintly.

Phoenix elbows him roughly in the ribs. "You didn't tell em the best part! About the fork!"

"I don't want to traumatize the poor thing!" Trenton exclaims. "You know Vincent would kill me."

Quinn smirks. "The story behind it was pretty funny. Some bastard thought he could break in and steal some documents, but good ol' Trent here managed to take him out with a single fork. Very gory, very bloody. I sat and watched the entire thing. The best part? It was a Hello Kitty-themed fork."

Trenton glares. "It was actually Keroppi. Get your Sanrio characters straight next time."

She rolls her eyes dramatically.

You frown. "T-that's awful... is the intruder okay?"

Phoenix laughs loudly. "Pft— Hell nah! Boss had us kill the dude. None of us really like killing, but it comes with the job."

"I like it," Quinn shrugs, earning another glare from Trenton. "What?! Don't get a job here if you're squeamish about killing."

Trenton sighs, then notices your terrified expression. "I know that's probably scary... but we only kill the people who deserve it." He offers a small smile. "Don't worry, sweetie. We won't hurt you." He narrows his eyes at both Phoenix and Quinn. "Now please, they've already been traumatized enough. Let's talk about happier things, shall we?"

They hear yelling as they get closer to the hall you remember Vincent's office being.

"Someone had to see them! Are you all stupid?! They're so small, there's no way they got far! Fuck! Check the cameras!" Vincent bellows. "If they aren't found in the next ten fucking minutes, you're all dead!"

"Ohhh, someone messed up big time," Phoenix says under his breath, glancing over at you. "Lemme guess - you left while he went somewhere?"

You swallow nervously and nod.

"(Y/n)! Baby, where are you?! Please don't do this to me!" Vincent cries from afar. His tone went from livid to desperate in the span of just a few seconds. "Please, angel, if you can hear me, come back! Where are you?!"

Trenton grimaces. "This is the most upset I've seen him since... ever." He glances at Quinn and Phoenix. "I think you guys should leave if you don't want to face his wrath."

"Good plan. Seeya, squirt." Phoenix gives your shoulders a reassuring squeeze. "Bye, Trenton. Good luck."

When you finally reach Vincent, he's panting and pacing back and forth, gun in hand and eyes crazed. He looks genuinely terrifying right now.

"(Y/n)?!" He sprints over immediately, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. "Oh, oh thank god. Are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt anywhere?" He starts patting you down, searching every inch of skin for injury. "Where have you been? Do I need to kill someone?" He kisses your face all over, squeezing you impossibly tight in his embrace. "God, don't scare me like that!"

You glance at Trenton, silently pleading for help.

Trenton clears his throat. "Boss... I found them wandering around, they got lost. They were looking for you. Everything is okay."

Vincent stares at him, still clutching your trembling body tightly. "Is that so?" Then he returns his attention to you again. "Baby? Is that true?"

You hesitate, because that's far from true, but lying would probably spare you from his anger. "I got worried. You were gone forever." You bury your face in his shoulder, hoping he'll feel pity for you. "Please don't be mad at me... or Trenton."

Vincent sighs heavily. "Oh, pumpkin... It's alright." He kisses the top of your head lovingly. "Sorry I left for so long. I'll call my driver to pick us up early, then we can put this all past us." He leads you back into his office, passing Trenton a grateful smile. "Thanks, Trent. I'll buy you a new set of Keroppi silverware."

"...that would be appreciated."

...

"Boss's ride is here, where is he?" Phoenix tilts his head.

"In his office. I'll make sure he's okay," Trenton says.

Quinn and Phoenix follow. Trenton knocks gently and cracks open the door to check in on Vincent and his kiddo.

On the couch, you're sleeping soundly on his lap, a blanket draped across you and Vincent cradling you like you're the most precious thing in existence. Probably because to him, you are.

"Aww," Phoenix coos, leaning on the doorway. "Mama Bear and his cub!"

Vincent shoots them the middle finger, but they can all see the amusement barely hidden on his face. "Don't you three have somewhere to be? Get out before you all get demoted."

Trenton stifles a laugh. "Your ride is here, Boss."

"Hmm." He carefully scoops you up, rubbing your back soothingly when you stir awake. "Shhh, shhh, its okay, munchkin. Just me and Trent. And Phoenix. And Quinn, for some reason. Go back to sleep." You fall unconscious again, instinctively nuzzling closer to Vincent.

You hate to admit it, but you feel safe.

[olderbrotherblake]

Hey kid, chill it's okay. You're not bugging me. C'mere, I wanted to actually show you this gnarly mortal kombat K.O. This one has a giant snake!

[tiny-fren]

I saw this and just HAD to do it with my caregivers and playmates. This was really fun!

[seaslugnebula]

Going to the cinema with your friends to watch the new kids movie

Feeling like you're part of the movie as you walk out.

I watched the Minecraft movie today and loved it! I laughed a lot. Dennis is cute!

[gilearstimboards]

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Big Sibling Caregiver!Fig(ueroth) Faeth Stimboard

Made for: anon

As before, you can find my headcanons for Big Sister Fig here. I honestly love the idea of her as a temporary caregiver/casual caregiver.

Credits: x x x | x x x | x x x

[softpawpup]

— big sister loves you ( from apothecary )

you’ve been so good, sis is so proud of you. yes, i’m so proud of you. i know it’s been hard and you’re doing your best, that’s good. come here, sit in my lap. up we go! come here. just lay your head against my chest, you can stay here. sissy’s got you. deep breathes, just close your eyes. i won’t let go of you till you’re ready. shut those little eyes. you’re such a good little sibby, you deserve the rest. i’ve got you. when you wake up we can get you a snacktime and play some.

[ur-fav-is-agere]

Narancia Ghirga from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure

Is a trauma/playmate/big sibling regressor!

[bigsis-mimi]

being a big sibling is like being a mentor in the silliest way possible. i may not have all the knowledge as your caregiver, but i can tell you all about how horrible middle school is gonna be.

[olderbrotherblake]

Hey buddy what's up? Ohh you couldn't sleep again? 'M so sorry kiddo, cmere. You can always come sit and watch me play games until you get sleepy again. I'll play Mario Sunshine, I know you like the music and sound effects a lot from that one.

Don't forget your stuffies! Gotta make sure everyone is here to keep you cozy on a sleepless night.

[yuga2000]

🧲 Big Sibby! Magne Headcanons 🧲

🧲 Calls you "Lil' sis/bro/sib"

🕶️ Gives you those little Rattlesnake Eggs Magnetics to play with

🏳️‍⚧️ Lets you play with her hair, even if it gets a little tangled

🧲 Uses positive discipline tactics to help her little sib

🕶️ Makes sure you're safe when she goes out on missions

🏳️‍⚧️ Lets you stay up past bedtime

🧲 Provides reassurance and praise for her little sib’s achievements and hard work

🕶️ Hangs all of your drawings up on the fridge

🏳️‍⚧️ Enjoys giving her little one piggyback rides and big hugs!

🧲 Encourages her little sib to express their emotions in a healthy way

🕶️ Rocks her little sib in her arms while humming to help them go to sleep

🏳️‍⚧️ Lets you wear her sunglasses, but only on special occasions

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. ݁₊ Inspired by @softpawpup's headcanons . ݁₊

[asleep-in-the-backseat]

I've got that awkard kid holding baby sibling wrong kind of energy, just completely awkard glancing with a bundled little one in my arms. Hey so what do you mean this fella can't play games??? No, no, you don't understand them like I do. they'll be building dirt houses in minecraft like a pro litterally just give them a controller trust me

[lilplushpatches]

🌺Peaceful Sleep Again

🌺An agere Wakko and CG/Big Brother Yakko short story!

🌺HC: Wakko goes by They/Them pronouns! And all the warners have their own bedrooms within the Warner Tower.

🌺TW: Nightmares + Trauma

🌺Word Count: 485

🌺Character Count: 2,678

🌺Sleeping was always hard for the overactive Warner brother. But tonight was harder than usual for Wakko. They couldn’t stop tossing and turning in their race car bed all night long. They managed to get some sleep in but were awakened by a nightmare. It was the same one as before, being locked away in the Warner Tower for years again, it was scary the first time and that thought was still scary even now. It didn’t help that they lived in the water tower either. A soft whimper escaped their lips as they sat up, their gloved hands searching for the little teddy bear in the darkness.

🌺Once their fingers brushed their stuffie they grabbed ahold of it and held it close to their chest. Wakko didn’t want to be alone right now. That was the last thing they wanted right now. They got from under the covers and hopped down from their bed before they began to travel through the darkness of their makeshift home. Soft whimpers and whines slipped past them. The darkness was something they never liked after they and their family were locked away in the same place they called home. Wakko allowed their feet to guide them, not really knowing where they were going, just that they were going somewhere. They stopped in front of a door.

🌺Oh, it was Yakko’s. Did they want to disturb him again? They always felt bad disrupting him when he was sleeping despite him being their big brother. But their need for someone else was too strong. They gently knocked on the door before opening it to peek in. “Bro-bro?” They whimpered quietly. Their floppy ears perked from the shuffling they could hear before the soft light of his bedside lamp was flicked on.

🌺“Mm, Wakko? What are you doing up so late?”

🌺Wakko fiddled with their bear plush as they sniffled. “Pubby have nightmare.”

🌺Yakko sat up and yawned softly, stretching out his arms before he fixed his blue eyes on Wakko’s brown ones. “Ah, bad dream. Does Pubby wanna sleep in here tonight? Or does Pubby wanna get something to eat?”

🌺“Pubby wanna sleep.”

🌺That seems to catch Yakko off guard for a moment. It was rare whenever Wakko didn’t want to eat, it usually only happened when they were truly upset and regressed cause of it. Wakko watched their big brother pat the spot next to them and they showed no hesitation when it came to climbing up in his bed. They got right under the covers and cuddled up next to Yakko.

🌺Wakko held their plush close to their chest with one arm while the other was used to cling to their big brother. “Is Pubby all comfy?” Yakko asked to which the Warner gave a little nod. They watched him turn the lights off and get comfy, his arms wrapping around them protectively.

🌺“Good night, Pubby.”

🌺“Night-night, bro-bro.”

[bunnelbaby]

✨🧸 Big Brother, Big Sister and Big Sibling Regressor + Little Brother, Little Sister, and Little Sibling Regressor flag heart edits (please reblog if you save)! 🧸✨

[babiepupp]

Think we can get regressor!March 7th hcs w/ Trailblazer + Dan Heng as cgs?

⋆୨୧˚ Regressor March 7th with CG Trailblazer and Dan Heng! ˚୨୧

♡ Absolutely adores playing outside with her big siblings! She loves to make them mud pies and picking flowers for them, she always tries to find the prettiest ones.

“Dan Heng, Trailblazer! Look at those pretty flowers, they’re so colourful- quick, gimme my camera please! I wanna take a picture!”

♡ When she’s regressed, Pom Pom becomes her new stuffie, she’s almost always holding onto him and cuddling him, she often falls asleep with him in her arms!

♡ Dan Heng keeps colourful bandaids on him at all times for whenever March falls over and bumps her knee, he’s very good at cheering her up afterwards, often ruffling her hair and giving her little hugs.

♡ March loves to play dress-up with both the Trailblazer and Dan Heng, the two of them always end up with a million colourful hairclips in their hair and a full face of makeup and glitter after a play session. March’s favourite games to play are ones that involve dress-up or hairstyling!

♡ After a looong game of pretend, they often fall asleep in a big pile, all cuddled up together with Pom Pom snuggled up in March 7ths arms!

♡ She has a lot of little gear in about every single pastel colour you can think of- she always goes shopping for little supplies every single planet the Astral Express goes to! She can never get enough stuffies or little gear!

[ur-fav-is-agere]

Meeple from Brawl Stars

Is a big sibling caregiver/little sibling regressor!