#little ghouls

[cirrus-ghoulette]

Thinking about Dew with asthma. Specifically, little Dew with asthma.

Dew playing quietly on the playmat in the common room, content to line up all his toy cars while his plush dragon, Dio, watches on. Swiss is also watching.

Every so often, Dew coughs or clears his throat. Swiss can't figure out if he's just got a tickly cough, or if it's something more. Either something viral, or an asthma attack.

He asks softly "Dew, buddy? Are you okay?"

Dew gives him a toddler cough in return.

"Alrighty, then. You tell me if you start to feel worse."

It's a few more minutes, Dew rearranging his cars by height, occasionally watching the TV. Swiss put on Bluey for him, but Swiss is watching it more than he is.

And then Swiss hears the wheeze.

Just a little crackle in Dew's throat at first. But Swiss' head snaps up nonetheless.

"Dewy? How are we feeling?"

"U-Uhm... 'Eezy..."

"Wheezy, bud?"

"Yeah."

"Do you need your inhaler?"

Swiss already knows the answer. Little Dew does not like his inhaler. But his choices right now are, 1) use the inhaler, or 2) don't use the inhaler and end up in the infirmary.

Swiss reaches under the coffee table and grabs Dew's spacer kit. It's never far from reach when Dew's little. He won't take his inhaler without a spacer when he's little.

He moves onto his knees on the floor, kneeling by Dew. Dew whines at the sight of Swiss setting up his inhaler, but his wheezes are becoming more frequent and his chest is burning a little.

The spacer is clear, with teddy bears printed over it, and a mask on one end.

Swiss wraps his arm around Dew and brings him into his lap. Thankfully, Dew doesn't protest, apart from a little wheezy huff.

"Gonna be a brave little guy for me, huh?" Swiss asks as he clicks the inhaler into place. Dew shakes his head, burying his face against Swiss' chest. "Yeah, I know. You don't like it. But we've gotta do it, buddy. You'll feel super yucky if we don't give you your puffs now."

Dew turns his head from one way to the other, like a baby refusing a bottle as Swiss holds the mask up. Eventually, however, the tight feeling in his chest wins and he lets Swiss hold the mask over his mouth and gives him the first puff.

"Nice slow breaths, bubby. Yeah, that's it, you're doing great. In and out. In and out. Good job..."

Dew looks up at him with big eyes, taking shaky breaths. After a little while, Swiss gives him another puff of his inhaler, his thumb gently rubbing Dew's cheek.

Dew's breathing slows eventually, and then he cuddles into Swiss, tired out after his little eezy episode.

[littlehypnone]

pet regressing and shape-shifting ghouls had taken over my brain and i had to scribble something little. have some otter rainy!

(tag for @sphylor as promised :3)

Dewdrop haven't seen Rain much that day, busy with chores that piled had up. He promised him earlier that they’d spend a nice, peaceful evening together, relaxing after the long day.

When Dewdrop is finishing up his work he sends a few texts to Rain, informing him of the fact and asking where they should meet and if there was anything specific he’d like to do.

No answer comes, though. Dewdrop shrugs, it means nothing. Rain probably busied himself with something or his phone simply died. It happens quite often.

Soon enough his chores are finished and he makes his way back to the den. He checks Rain’s room first, but it’s empty and there’s no fresh scent that would indicate he was in there recently. Dewdrop leaves and goes to his own room, hoping to find his mate there.

He opens the door and it does smell like Rain is in there—fresh smell of petrichor hanging in the air—but he can’t see him anywhere. The fire ghoul looks around and notices a pile of clothes (definitely not his own) at the top of his bed, by his pillows. Dewdrop furrows his brows.

“Rainy?” he calls out.

A little squeak reaches his ears and the pile of clothes moves slightly. Dewdrop sighs—realizing—but not in disappointment. He only hopes nothing bad had happened that would make Rain regress.

The fire ghoul closes the door and walks to the bed, crawling up onto it. Rain must feel him, because as soon as Dewdrop settles against the headboard, the pile moves again and the head of a little otter pokes out, squeaking. “Well, hello, little thing.”

Rain squeaks again, but doesn’t move to crawl into Dewdrop’s lap. That’s unusual, so the fire ghoul reaches for the hoodie and peaks inside.

“Awww,” he coos quietly, smiling. Rain must’ve grabbed his axolotl plushie when he was still in his big ghoul body and put it under his hoodie, because now the little otter is cuddled around the small, pink stuffie, refusing to let it go. “Come here, baby.”

Rain squeaks some more—happily—as Dewdrop picks him up. The fire ghoul scoots down to lay, more than sit, and puts the little otter on his chest. Rain wiggles until he ends up on his back, sprawled out with the axolotl plushie still clutched tightly in his little paws.

Dewdrop giggles, never able to help himself when Rain is like this. He is happy and content so the fire ghoul doesn’t worry. If something bad caused him to drop they’d talk about it later. For now the little otter needs entertainment, and Dewdrop is happy to provide.

He puts a hand under Rain’s chin and starts scratching. The little otter immediately starts squeaking louder, making all kinds of happy noises and pushing further into Dewdrop’s touch. “I’ve got you, little thing.”

For a while it’s just like that—the fire ghoul petting Rain and him enjoying it, glued to Dewdrop’s plushie. He doesn’t know what changes but at some point Rain wiggles again and turns to his front. He stares at the other intently, squeaking some more.

“Whaddya need?” Dewdrop asks, but he—of course—doesn’t get a proper answer. Only some more squeaks. “Hm, what about your marbles? Do you want to play? Maybe a snack?”

Rain’s next squeak sounds more like a grumble, so Dewdrop supposes he doesn’t want any of those options. He thinks for a moment, but the otter seems to get impatient. He squirms and wiggles up until he’s nestled just under Dewdrop’s chin, basically on his neck, and reaches out with his little paw. He puts it on the fire ghoul’s lips and the other one ends up in his own mouth.

Dewdrop is confused for a moment, but then he remembers otter customs.

“Oh, you want us to take a nap!” he laughs and Rain squeaks approvingly. “Alright, alright, little thing, we can take a nap.”

The fire ghoul pulls up a blanket and gets himself settled, holding onto a wiggling Rain. Even once Dewdrop stops moving, Rain doesn’t—obviously displeased with his current position. Thankfully Dewdrop has had enough practice with the water ghoul regressed like this to know what it is that the little otter, most likely, wants.

He pulls the axolotl plushie from his paws and Rain does not like it, at first, but the fire ghoul shoves it under his shirt and Rain immediately follows, squirming his way into it through Dewdrop’s collar. The sleek fur scratches his skin as Rain curls around the stuffie again and settles properly on Dewdrop’s chest.

“Comfy?” he asks and Rain’s little face peeks out from the collar of his shirt. He squeaks happily, voicing his contentment. Dewdrop scratches at the top of his head and the little otter’s eyes close. His whiskers tickle Dewdrop a bit, but he’d never complain. He adores Rain more than anything; big or small, otter or ghoul. He sighs, smiling, “You are the cutest little thing, you know that?”

Rain squeaks again. He does know it.

[littlest-ghoulie]

Little Rain likes to share

Anything and everything. She will waddle up to all the other ghouls handing out pieces of her halloween candy.

When she notices little tommy getting upset, she will offer them her stuffed toys or her sippy or anything else to cheer them up.

When they're all at the dinner table, she'll take a bite of food and push the plate towards whoever is closest ("swiss bite! Swiss turn!")

Toys? Absolutely no issue.

Even when she's cuddled up to mountain's side after whining for attention for 15 full minutes, she sees the look on little Dew's face and immediately insists "dew too. Moun' hug dew too."

[mountainsabandonedshoes]

mountains never done particularly well around children, he finds them quite overwhelming. getting stuck with one of his regressed pack mates is a nightmare for him, especially if he doesn't have anyone to help

stressed out cg mountain, cg Swiss, non verbal little cumulus

mountain woke up to a very clingy little cumulus today. she woke him up by jumping on him and rubbing her face all over him.

"good morning cloud" he mumbled in his barely concious state, she chirped and moved off of him so he could sit, her tail wagging a million miles an hour. she's always been one of the more hyper littles. "breakfast?" he questions, her eyes light up and she nods eagerly.

together they make their way to the kitchen, phantoms asleep at the table (again). "what would you, little cloud?" mountain asks her. she look around the room for a moment before vaguely gesturing at the cereal. "cereal? which one?" he asks, she just whined in response. "lus, which one would you like? show me honey", once again she just whines. he let's out a heavy sigh and picks which one he thinks she'd enjoy the most, he grabs a bowl and the milk and serves it up for her. he places it on the table and sits her across from where phantoms sleeping still.

"Stay here, cloudy. I'll be back in a second, alright?" mountain says before picking up phantom and carrying him to his room, he places phantom on his bed with a sigh and tucks him back in before heading back to cumulus.

cumulus is sitting at the table making a mess with her cereal, she's covered in milk, stuffing the cereal into her mouth with her hands instead of a spoon, she looks at mountain and giggles. he just stares for a moment before sighing and rubbing his face. "cmon lus? was that really necessary?" he asks in a light-hearted tone. she smiles at him with a mouth full of cereal.

he lets her finish her messy breakfast, Swiss walks in soon after and chuckles a little. "Hey big guy, want me to run her a bath?" Swiss asks with a grin, mountain just nods.

Swiss takes cumulus' hand and guides her back to her room, she babbles to him while they walk. they enter her bathroom and he starts to run the bath. "Can you undress yourself, or do you need some help storm cloud?" he asks with a soft smile. she undressed herself and he bathes her.

once she's clean again, cumulus heads off to cuddle with cirrus in her room. Swiss heads off to find mountain, he's cleaning up the last of the mess in the kitchen. he walks up behind mountain and wraps his arms around his waist. "You doing alright, big guy?" Swiss questions, mountain leans into his touch a little and nods.

uhhh I give up now, thanks for reading lmao

[hypnoneghoul]

regressor phantom being taking care of by eds having rain who injured in some way and helping rain in every way that he can. gets all the things off the shelves for them and helps clean the place they’re walking so they don’t trip and get injured further. just a really good kid trying to help someone he cares about deeply

phantom is such a good kid :(

my hands are really useless today so if there's any typos, no there is not

Phantom was feeling fuzzy since he woke up, nearly whole day now. When he saw Rain walk into the kitchen, where he was rummaging through the cabinets, on their forearm crutches he immediately dropped. He was by Rain's side in a second, "D'ya need help with pain?"

"No, it's, uhm- it's okay, I'm fine," the water ghoul answered but their poorly hidden grunt and furrowed brows didn't help in assuring Phantom.

"Rainy, can help, wanna help," he pouted up at the older ghoul. He needed to help. "Please, lemme help. D'ya want a snack?"

"Yeah, that's why I came here," they grumbled and reached up to one of the higher cabinets where the ghouls stored packets of apple sauce. The crutch that was hanging off of Rain's arm swung in the air when they lifted it and hit their hip, making the ghoul hiss in pain.

"Oh, lemme help-" Phantom jumped to open the cabinet and get the apple sauce out. He presented it to Rain with big eyes full of hope he managed to help.

"Phantom, I really-" they cut themself off, looking into the quintessence ghoul's eyes. They were frustrated, yes, but not with Phantom. He didn't deserve to be a victim of Rain's irritation, he was really just trying to help. "Yes, okay. I'd like your help."

The quintessence ghoul's entire face lit up as Rain did grab the apple sauce from him and stuffed it into his pocket, mumbling a quiet 'thank you'. When the water ghoul turned to leave the kitchen Phantom all but threw himself onto the floor to sweep away some garbage laying around. There was always stuff all over the floor in the den... for some reason.

He moved various items away from Rain's path, so they wouldn't trip or slip their crutches on anything. He also roughly wiped the floor with a mysterious sock that he'd just found (Rain prayed it wasn't Swiss') to make sure there wasn't anything spilled that could also put Rain at some kind of risk, "'s this okay?"

"Yes, kiddo, thank you very much," Rain forced himself to smile down at Phantom as they walked over to the couch in the common room and dropped down onto it with a grunt.

Before he could as much as blink, Phantom was in between their legs looking up at them with his biggest puppy eyes, "Need pain gone? Or, uhm... sm'thing else? Can do 'nything for you, Rainy."

"If you insist, little one," Rain sighed reaching out to boop Phantom's nose, making him giggle. "I'd appreciate dulling my pain a bit. It's my hips today."

Phantom's soft hands were on the water ghoul's hips in a flash. He squeezed his eyes, bit down on his tongue in concentration and let his magic flow through him fingertips into Rain's aching body. They sighed with relief as the first tendrils of quintessence wrapped around his joints, "That's nice, kiddo, thank you."

"Mhm," he hummed and focused on spreading the comfort both further up into Rain's spine and down, into their legs. He worked until Rain's head thumped against the cushions on the back of the couch and the room was filled with quiet purring.

"Hm... Tommy?" he perked up with a chirp. "C'mere."

Phantom obliged, getting up. He gave Rain a moment to arrange himself more comfortably on the couch and soon they smiled at him and waved him over. He was a bit reluctant, not wanting to hurt Rain in any way, so he gently laid down next to the water ghoul, keeping his limbs to himself.

This wouldn't cut it, though, for Rain, so they pulled him closer, until his head was on their chest and their legs and tails were tangled together, "nap time, little one."

Who was Phantom to argue with that?

[genderful-ghoul]

Little Phantom is the prince and little Rain is the princess

[frostyghoulette]

Hey yall! Just wanna let you all know I made a new blog for my little ghouls. It’s @bubbleswriteslittles! Have fun there, but same rules apply!

[rad-roche]

another crack at the amazon smooth ghoul (smoul) for a warm-up

[top5series]

[cirrus-ghoulette]

Sometimes, if Phantom stares at Cumulus for long enough, he can accidentally make himself go little.

[littlehypnone]

I cooked up a little thing as a part 2/companion piece to @tinymoon-beam's ficlet on swissalps and baby dew watching lotr. I started using elvish as my ghoulish, but here it actually is just elvish, so yeah. its silly and cute, hope you like it :3

It was Dewdrop who woke up again first, Swiss and Mountain following when he started squirming in the earth ghoul’s lap. The TV was still on, paused at a point not long after Mountain remembered falling asleep. Must’ve meant someone was there to do it.

The little ghoul was babbling to himself when Mountain and Swiss were properly waking up, soon getting a bit annoyed at the frozen screen.

“I guess there’s no harm in continuing,” the multi ghoul mumbled before a big yawn broke its way free. Mountain giggled and patted around for the remote. It took him surprisingly long to notice Dewdrop was munching on it, apparently having lost his soother when they were all asleep.

“You little monster, give it back,” he laughed at his little rumble when the remote was taken from him. Swiss dug up the soother in the meantime, though, so Dewdrop wasn’t complaining for long.

“Uvanimo,” he giggled just before taking it into his mouth. Mountain and Swiss looked at each other confusedly, not recognizing the word. (Monster.)

“Where did he get that from?”

“No idea but he knows about thousand languages, so…”

“Good point.” With that Mountain turned the movie back on, smiling at Swiss—also grinning—at how happy Dewdrop was watching the Lord of the Rings.

Minutes passed, two big ghouls cuddled up together with a nerd of a baby between them, pointing excitedly at the screen every time a moment he liked came up and babbling around his soother. Mountain and Swiss giggled at each of his happy little moments, such a fan even little like this. Especially little like this.

At some point the soother fell out of his mouth and Swiss reached for it, but before he could give it back to Dewdrop, the little ghoul spoke again, “Pendraid!” (Ladders.)

“What–”

“Did he just–” Swiss and Mountain stared each other down again, not believing their ears. They were at the battle of Helm’s Deep in the movie, and Aragorn had just shouted a command that sounded like... The earth ghoul grabbed the remote and moved the movie back a little bit to make sure.

“Mountain, my love…” Swiss started, a smile pulling at his lips. “Please tell me this little gremlin did not learn elvish.”

“He could’ve just repeated it, but…” Mountain chuckled.

“He learned elvish,” the multi ghoul burst out laughing, amusing Dewdrop. He giggled and clapped his hands happily.

“Herenya!” (Happy.)

“I’ve no idea what that means, little gremlin,” Swiss laughed so hard there were tears in his eyes. Mountain was no better, wheezing with a hand clapped over his mouth. “But you are too clever for your own good.”

Dewdrop only smiled proudly, and poked Swiss’ chest with a finger, “Anor.” (Sun.)

He turned to Mountain and repeated the gesture, “Onod.” (Ent.)

“Whatever you say, fire lily.”

[littlest-ghoulie]

About me:

Call me Dee

Sideblog of Phantasma-ghoulia

In my 20s big, 4-6???? small

Whatever pronouns ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I write things, i have many little ghoul thoughts but also other stuff

Will post cool stuff here like moodboards and lists and things

No meanies, no creeps, strictly SFW!!!!

Always welcome to say hello 🤗

[daysofghoulhood]

Me.

[hypnoneghoul]

i would love to see your take on an age regression based headcanons or fic

Guppy

WC: 1,5K

Relationship: Little!Rain/Caregiver!Swiss

Tags: Age regression, they/them, eds Rain

Swiss realised the noise he heard was caused by Rain falling over. Now they sat against the wall with a pout, arms crossed over their chest. The multi ghoul already knew what kind of days it was for Rain, then.

Notes: This is not age play, nothing sexual here, age regression is a coping mechanism for Rain.

Read under the cut or on AO3.

Swiss was in the common room kitchen, making himself a cup of morning coffee, when he heard a thump coming from the corridor. He left his half filled mug to go check what was going on and his heart nearly shattered when Swiss realised the noise he heard was caused by Rain falling over. Now they sat against the wall with a pout, arms crossed over their chest. The multi ghoul already knew what kind of day it was for Rain, then.

“Hi, guppy,” Swiss came up to where the water ghoul was plopped on the floor, crouching in front of them. “What happened here, huh?”

“Fell,” they grumbled, “legs- uhm… don’t work.”

“Ah, it happens, yeah?” the multi ghoul scanned Rain’s long limbs, noticing both of their ankles were twisted. “Let’s get you up, kiddo, we’ve gotta take care of you.”

Rain nodded, their face still a bit pouty, as Swiss grabbed them by their armpits and hoisted the lanky ghoul up, taking on most of their weight as they giggled. Rain fell just outside their bedroom door, the multi ghoul presumed they woke up feeling small, for some reason, and their little sleep-addled brain apparently forgot to grab their crutches. 

Back in the room Swiss sat Rain down on their bed with a chirp, as he went to the water ghoul’s special wardrobe, dedicated to things they used only when little. He dug out bright purple forearm crutches adorned with tons of stickers, most fish themed, two blue ankle braces, ocean themed elastic bandages and a weird looking lump of straps. When the multi ghoul turned back to Rain he saw them waiting patiently with their favourite plushie - a big blue shark - clutched tightly to their chest.

“There’s your friend,” Swiss chuckled, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Okay, guppy, can you tell me if we’re going for braces today or will the bandages be enough?”

Asking that, the multi ghoul presented both options, giving the other a moment to consider, “I- I think… those,” they pointed at the hard braces, wiggling their outstretched legs a bit, “‘m wobbly.”

“Sure thing, kiddo, let’s put them on, yeah?” Rain nodded enthusiastically, mirroring Swiss’s grin as he took one of their wobbly, as they called it, legs into his lap, putting on a sock, making them let out a little giggle, “What’s so funny, hm?”

“T- tickles,” they laughed, hiding behind their hands.

“Does it now, huh?” Swiss teased, sliding a claw up the sole of Rain’s bare foot.

“Sw- swissy,” Rain snorted, squirming a bit, “Sto-oppp.”

The multi ghoul would continue, always eager to hear the other’s purest of laughs, but considering the state of their legs today, it wasn’t a good idea. Last thing he might've wanted was for Rain to make it worse by accident. Or risking their mindset switching and them ending up in panic because the tickles started making them actually uncomfortable. That's why Swiss just leaned down to place a kiss on the water ghoul’s shin, just under their knee, and got to putting the braces on.

It went quickly, Swiss tied both of them tightly for good support but loose enough for it to still be somewhat comfortable, checking in on Rain’s face as he did so.

“Alright, kiddo, all set,” he announced as he tucked the stray piece of lace into Rain’s sock. “Everything comfy, nothing scratchy or squeezing in the bad way?”

“Nuh-uh,” they shook their head, cheek nuzzled into their plushie as a quiet purr started bubbling in their chest.

“Okay, guppy, will you let me know if something’s wrong?” Swiss asked, despite knowing that any discomfort would immediately show itself on the water ghoul’s face. They nodded, melting further into their nest. “Now, I think it’s time for breakfast, yeah?”

Rain perked up at that, “Can we… uhm, cea… crea…”

“Cereal, guppy?”

“Yes!” the water ghoul clasped their hand together, a big grin on their face again.

“Sure thing, let’s go get you your cereal, then,” Swiss got up, extending both of his hands for Rain to take. They looked at them with a bit of reluctance, biting their bottom lip, and the multi ghoul realised his mistake in a moment, withdrawing one of his hands. Rain chirped, gripping the second one then as they let themself be moved to a standing position.

The reason for Rain not wanting to take both of Swiss’ hands was that they had to have one of their own free for their shark plushie, of course, nothing else. That would be a small issue, though, considering both of the water ghoul’s ankles were wobbly today, they needed both of their crutches. Fortunately, Swiss was experienced enough as little Rain’s caregiver that he had a trick for that.

“Here, guppy, take this one,” he pushed the right crutch into their hand. When he was sure Rain was stable enough, the multi ghoul turned to grab something resembling a weird harness from the bedside table. “You remember this cool thing?”

Rain cocked their head to the side, inspecting what Swiss held. Once they realised, they brought the shark close to their chest, losing a bit of balance, as they furrowed their brows.

Swiss smiled softly at how protective over their plushie Rain was, knowing he had to act carefully now, “Yeah, you do remember. Let’s get it on, huh?”

The water ghoul grumbled a little under their breath, but after a moment let Swiss wrap their shark in the dark blue pieces of fabric. Rain still held on to the toy’s tail, though, not daring to let go for even a second. When Swiss was done with the plushie, he pushed it against Rain’s chest holding it there and gently took their wrist, prompting them to let go of its tail now that there was another point of contact. Rain obliged, unclenching their fingers, and Swiss guided their hand into one of the loops, settling the strap over their shoulder. He then pulled away and gave Rain the other crutch “Okay, guppy, now, take this here, yeah.”

When Rain rested their weight on the left crutch, Swiss took back the right one for a moment, repeating the process of pulling their hand through the loops of straps, giving the aid back as he finished, “There we go, all ready for your cereal now.”

The multi ghoul smiled as he took in the image of Rain, now grinning too, proudly wearing their shark plushie in the Swiss-made carrier on their front, “Yeah… h- hungry.”

“No wonder, kiddo,” he ruffled their hair, making the ghoul giggle again, “Let’s go then.”

Swiss splayed his hand over Rain’s lower back, subtly supporting them just in case. Rain was really good with their mobility aids both on a daily basis and when regressed, but little Rain got clumsier than usual, prone to losing balance or tripping over their own feet. The multi ghoul would lie if he said he didn’t find them adorable, sometimes bringing back the old fan nickname - ‘bambi’.

The way to the common room was positively uneventful, though, and soon Rain was sat at the table, chin rested over the top of their plushie’s head, patiently waiting for their Swissy to bring them breakfast. The multi ghoul came back from the kitchen with a mug of coffee and a blue plastic bowl with a coral reef printed on its outside. He put it down in front of Rain, digging up a spoon with a plastic handle, matching the bowl, favourite set of the ghoul when small. The only acceptable, really.

The water ghoul grabbed the spoon, holding it in a way Swiss couldn’t mirror no matter how hard he tried. He was always surprised with how Rain managed to hold it and not spill milk everywhere. They got to devouring the cereal, Swiss sitting down to finally sip on his coffee that got abandoned earlier by accident. The multi ghoul observed Rain as they munched on the honey hoops, a happy trill escaping them from time to time, until they grabbed the bowl in two hands and drank down the leftover milk.

“All done?” Rain nodded as Swiss wiped a few drops of milk from their small moustache with his thumb. “Is there anything you want to do today, kiddo?”

“Hmmm…” they sighed, brows furrowing in thought, “‘m bit tired…”

“Didn’t sleep well, huh?” Rain shook their head. “I propose cuddles, then.”

The water ghoul chirped with a smile, already scrambling to get up from the table and get to the couch, “Hey, slowly, guppy. There’s no rush, we’ve got all day.”

“Sorry,” they mumbled, settling back down.

“None of that, it’s okay,” Swiss assured, petting between their horns. “Here, let me help.”

The multi ghoul moved back the chair Rain was sitting on, handing them their crutches again. He guided them to the couch, taking the aids away once they sat down. Swiss himself leaned against the back of it, arms open. Rain took the invitation, curling up on Swiss’ lap with their legs thrown over the armrest, their plushie now squeezed between the ghouls’ chests.

“There we go, kiddo,” Swiss cooed, wrapping his arms around the already purring ghoul, “we can both make good use of some more rest, yeah?”

The multi ghoul thought he may have heard something that was supposed to be a response, but when he looked down, Rain was already half dozed off. And, well, who was Swiss to stop his guppy from sleeping comfortably in his arms?

[genderful-ghoul]

Ghesties, I’d like to introduce you to Age Regression.

Subspace definitely can be non sexual, but maybe in some more vulnerable situations, we let the ghouls regress.

Age Regression as a coping skill is when someone mentally retreats back to a younger mindset to deal with stress. For example, an adult person is really stressed due to work, but when they regress to a toddler age, they can feel and act like a kid again and don’t have to worry about work.

Age regression can be voluntary, meaning you choose to regress for a period of time, or involuntary, meaning you naturally and uncontrollably regress due to stress. These two types are not exclusive. It is common to experience both types of regression.

What regressors prefer to do when they’re little varies in the same way what kids like to do varies. Common interests often shared in the agere community are watching kids films and shows, eating kids foods, getting all snuggly and napping, playing with toys, and coloring.

It is really helpful for age regressors to have caregivers. Caregivers simply watch over and take care of the regressor when they’re regressed. They take on the responsibilities of a parent, but don’t need to be seen as a parent. The whole point of age regression is to decrease stress. If a person is hungry when regressed, but making food would cause them extra stress, the caregiver can make the food for them. Having a caregiver allows a regressor to efficiently use their regression time to de-stress.

You can’t tell me there isn’t at least one ghoul who’d jump on this train. Heck, I wanna throw them all on the train. Dewdrop cuddled in his blankie on the couch drinking from a juice box. Rain sitting on the dock happily kicking his dangling legs as he watches fishy friends swim around with a caregiver supervising him to “make sure he doesn’t drown”. Cumulus getting excited to have a “kids’” movie night with all her friends- ghoulfriends and plushies. Sunshine jumping up and down when her favourite song comes on during her favourite show. Mountain getting head pets from a caregiver who tells him just how perfect he is. Cirrus playing with her toys in the common room while the big ghouls make lunch. Aether sucking his thumb or hand as he practices the deep breathing his caregiver told him to do. Swiss shyly asking a caregiver for help with getting dressed.

Please reblog to spread the word about mentally healthy ghouls.

[valc0]

"Jealous?" "Not one bit..."