#pet regression

[a-sillypuppy]

⋆.˚ ★— Rainy Day Pup Moodboard!

[dreamdropsystem]

We always talk about how autistic adults are adults, and that's true. but shoutout to the autistics that :

age regress

pet regress

don't feel human

are age stunted by trauma

who feel like a teen/child for whatever reason

who want to be a child again

age sliders in a system

littles in a system

middles in a system

[cozy-cg]

𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐩 ✫彡

SFW INTERACTIONS ONLY.

-> Start by age dreaming

-> Babytalk/babble to yourself as you’re doing things

-> Have a babysitter, caregiver or friend chat with you, and have them treat you as if you were small

-> Watch a children’s show or movie

-> Color with crayons or markers

-> Play pretend with stuffies or toys

-> Wear oversized clothes to feel tinier

-> Listen to a story (you can have a caregiver read one, or find one on YouTube)

-> Create and decorate a journal just for your little space

-> Set aside a slot of time just for regressing, and not focusing on big kid responsibilities

☁︎︎

[pixxiecup]

MINECRAFT WOLF STIMBOARD WITH RELATED THINGS ! THIS IS BASED OFF THE CLASSIC DESIGN OR THE "PALE WOLF" DESIGN !

top banner [ 🐺 🦴 ❤️ / 🐺 🦴 ❤️ / 🐺 🦴 ❤️ ] dni banner by me

[woozysol]

Apple themed kiddo outfit 🍎

i’m so proud of this if i’m being honest :p i love love love picnics vibes ( and apples tehee… ) i hope to start posting more again soon :3 im going to move soon n im really excited ! i think its going to be a real nice to have my own space ! ( maybe ill start regressing again which is so exciting !!) AND MY BOYFRIEND MADE THE LITTLE “protects this blog” HOW CUTE :p

[barktholomoth]

minecraft pet regression :D

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[pbskiddo]

[sharkyvenus]

sea stimboard ♡

[tnybiologist]

biggest pet peeve with fandom agere is when people drastically change the character so they are more “ cute “ . no !!!! give that character a pacifier and stubble !!! that character is fat !!!! that character has wrinkles !!!! and they are the most perfect little angel ever !! cowards …. everyone …

[softpawpup]

— asexual pride flag regression stimboard !!

couldn't quite get the colors down for this one hrm... but its not bad!!! very kitty coded and geared and i dont mind that one bit :3

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[sweetangelbarbie]

Cg! Vi x deer regressor! Reader Headcanons

🌸You are a very skittish little one! Vi has to hunt around the house to find you, normally you’re hiding under the bed or in the closet.

• “how did you even get here doe?” She smirks looking at your curled up form under the bed. You bleat at her and she simply chuckles.

“You were looking for dada huh?” She reaches to grab you holding you close. You snuggle close to her licking at her.

“What’s that for?” She giggles. “For being your night in shining armor.”

🌸She lovesss to put you in little bonnets and headbands. You love them because they make you feel like a little deer. Vi isn’t the greatest at sewing so she has Caitlyn or Jinx make them for you.

🌸You love wearing coats, especially hers because it smells like her :3. Sometimes she’ll come home from the gym and find you curled up in it.

🌸You aren’t the most verbal little, and often times Vi has to rely on nonverbal cues, like you nipping at her hand when you’re hungry.

🌸She loves to hand feed you, weather if it’s berries from her palm or her spoon feeding you oatmeal.

•Vi had made you breakfast as usual, normally something light like oatmeal or toast and fruit. Occasionally sometimes you both would enjoy pancakes :3. You sat happily in your chair, occasionally kicking the table when you grew impatient.

“Someone can’t wait?” She teased, finally bringing over the bowl of oatmeal. You looked down at it greedily causing Vi to smirk.

She had scooped up a good portion of it, making sure to get the berries she had put in there.

“There we go, good girl.” The red head smiled as you ate down your breakfast, you would lick at the spoon to get all the cinnamon flavored mush off.

“My hungry monkey”

🌸When she takes you out to play she has to keep you in her eyesight because you tend to wander off. One time you ended up getting so lost Caitlyn had to help find you…

🌸You love to headbutt, especially Vi who’s the primary target hehe. Most of the time she’ll do it back, emitting giggles from you. Most of the time you stop when you both butt heads at the same time.

🌸She calls you little doe, bambi, or buck. Violet gets you all sorts of bambi and deer stuffies that share your bed.

🌸She’ll take you on her morning runs sometimes, they always end up being walks due to her not wanting to tire you out. You often lead her along off the path and further into the park. When your feet end up getting tired she will carry you back home.

🌸hehe sometimes you get the zoomies and end up running around the house, Vi almost always chasing you.

• “I’m gonna get you little deer!” She declared in a silly voice, jumping out from behind the couch to grab at you.

You bleat loudly, turning quickly around and scampering away. You giggle dodging her grasp.

“I’m the big bad wolf and I want deer for dinner!” Vi growled finally grabbing you and holding you close, peppering kisses on the littles face.

“No dada!!”

🌸You’re scared of the rain and storms :(. Vi finds you hiding somewhere odd at the first sound of rolling thunder. Your cute little bonnet hiding your face, but also serving to muffle to scary noises. She has to hold you sooo tight in her big arms promising you over and over again that you’ll be safe.

🌸your favorite snacks are celery, lettuce, berries, and other fruit. Vi ends up sneaking protein into your diet because you often refuse to eat meat.

🌸You are very clumsy :(. Bumping into things, dropping stuff, and spitting your food is a very common occurrence. That’s why your dada is the one that feeds you so you don’t spill anything! Don’t worry! Violet is there to patch up scrapes with cute bunny bandaids and lots of kisses to make you feel better.

🌸Vi is grateful that you are a very well behaved doe. This doesn’t mean that you’re above doing sneaky things.

• Vi was busy in the other room when you quietly sneak into the kitchen. It was almost dinner time, oh but you couldn’t wait. Your dada recently got new raspberries and they were calling your name…

Vi came back in to your head in the fridge and raspberry juice all over your face and hands.

“Little doe…” she warns as you freeze like a deer in headlights. “It’s almost dinner time baby, you’ll ruin your appetite.” You blink at her with your big doe eyes. It was hard for her to stay mad at you….

🌸You love stompy shoes, they’re your hooves! Vi catches you in her boots a lot. She doesn’t want you to hurt yourself wearing her shoes that are too big for you, sooo she ends up getting you your own pair of boots! You LOVE them, stomping and jumping around the house.

🌸you also love Christmas and winter. Being bundled up with your deer bonnet and fuzzy coats on without overheating. Vi takes you around Piltover to see the Christmas lights that mesmerize you. Getting you Rudolph plushies and a figure that nose that lights up, unfortunately it ends up being chewed on by you hehe.

🌸You’re very shy, hiding behind Vi while regressed when you and Vi are with friends. Caitlyn thinks it’s cute, trying to coax you out with baby carrots. Jayce is the one that’s able to break you out of your shell. Making you giggle at his jokes and treats.

🌸If Vi has to leave she leaves Jinx or Caitlyn to babysit. You like Caitlyn more, Jinx is often too rowdy and loud. Upsetting you by her antics and pranks.

🌸You freeze a lot, even if you’re not doing anything naughty you end up freezing like a deer in headlights. Vi thinks it’s tooo cute hehe, giving you makeup kisses for scaring you.

🌸You love to nap outside, to Vi’s transgression. She just doesn’t want you to get sunburned or hurt :(. Your dada finds you curled up on the porch swing with her jacket around you. She simply picks you up and brings you to bed.

🌸Vi takes bedtime very seriously, getting a goodnights sleep is very important!

• After dinner and bath time she carries the sleepy doe to bed. You were cuddled into her shoulder, nuzzling against her.

“My sweet doe..” she smiles patting you, you bleat lightly, rubbing your head against hers sweetly. Violet sets you down in bed, swaddling you in the soft blankets and cuddling next to you.

The red head carefully brings you into her strong arms, a bottle in her hands. “I have a baba for you.” She says quietly rubbing your cheek with her calloused fingers. You gently butt her chest making her chuckle.

“Can’t be patient at all” Vi teases as you finally take the nipple of the bottle in your mouth, letting the cool milk soothe you. Your caregiver is careful in not making you too full, but just enough that your lashes flutter sleepily against your cheek.

Vi settles into bed more, growing tired herself. Pulling the bottle away from your mouth and popping your Bambi binky into your mouth. You sleepily suckle on it, falling asleep safely in her arms.

Thank youu for all the love on my works!! 💕☺️

PLEASE REQUEST!!! Hehe don’t be shy (but also read my rules :p)

Psttt if you want to read my other works look at the #kitty write🐈 tag on my blog

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Puppy Brained

Part 2

CEO!Wanda Maximoff x pet regressor!fem!reader

Summary: You've had a long day at work and so your raccoon comes out

Word Count: 1.1K

Warnings: overstimulation, pet regression (non-conventional), non-verbal, nesting and hoarding behaviors, mentions of shutdown, dysregulation, eating out of a bowl on the floor

Authors Notes: Hello! Long awaited part 2 of Puppy Brained is here! This goes more into raccoon/possum behaviors which is non-conventional regression, but I do it so I figured I'd write about it!

Also, to all the littles and pets, seeing this, please treed lightly on this blog! This is my big 18+ blog, but I do have some little!reader fics. This is my first pet regressor! fic. Everything is marked accordingly!

The day had chewed you up.

School was overstimulating—noise, lights, people bumping into you without thinking. Work was worse. Everything's wrong. Everything's too much.

Your brain felt scratchy. Your words were gone. All you had left was instinct.

So you went where it was safe.

To her.

You let yourself in with the key Wanda had given you. She insisted—said it was your home too, whether you spoke in full sentences or raccoon chitters. Her apartment smelled like her favorite pumpkin spice candle and tea and her. It grounded you immediately, even as your skin still buzzed with leftover stress.

She was still working. You could hear her voice on a quiet call behind her closed office door. Calm. Focused. Commanding. She hadn’t noticed you yet.

That was okay.

You didn’t want to talk anyway.

You wanted to nest.

Wanda’s walk-in closet was heaven.

Everything in there smelled like her. Felt like her. You pawed your way past coats and neatly folded sweaters, careful not to make too much noise as your brain shifted fully into raccoon space.

You didn’t mean to do it at first, but the urge crept up like a tide.

First, it was one of her watches—heavy and shiny. Then one of her bracelets. Then her old reading glasses in their sleek leather case. Then a folded silk scarf. A ring box. One of her ties.

You didn’t think about it—you just collected.

Each item went into the corner of the closet you now considered yours. Wanda had once laid a blanket there for you, thinking maybe you’d nap. Now it was a den.

You curled into it, the little pile of Wanda’s things cradled to your chest. You made a quiet sound—half hum, half chitter—as you pressed her scarf to your cheek and let yourself sink.

Wrapped in her scent. Guarded by her things. Safe.

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You didn’t hear her until the door creaked open.

“Puppy?” she called gently.

You stayed still.

She didn’t push—just walked over with quiet, careful steps. She crouched down by the closet entrance, soft slacks rustling, and peered inside.

“Oh…”

There was no judgment in her voice. Just a warm surprise and maybe a little awe.

You made a small sound—more of a sniff than a word—and she smiled.

“I see someone had a long day.”

You nodded, still clutching her bracelet.

Wanda slid onto the floor, slow and smooth, then stretched out beside your little den. She didn’t try to move you. She just let you be a raccoon.

“You wanted pieces of me, huh?”

You chittered softly, rubbing your cheek against the scarf.

“I’ll always let you have them, sweetheart. My shiny little thief.”

You reached out with one hand, pawlike in its hesitance, and Wanda took it. Her fingers wrapped around yours.

“Stay,” you whispered.

“Always,” she said.

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Wanda doesn't rush you.

She stays beside your little hoard, rubbing soft circles into the back of your hand until your breath evens out.

Then, gently,

"How about a bath, little one?"

You make a small, resistant noise—half whimper, half grumble—but you don’t pull away.

She smiles. "Just warm water. I’ll add the Bluey bubbles you like. And you can keep my scarf if it helps.”

Your ears twitch—figuratively, but you feel them flatten and perk inside your mind. A bath… could feel nice. You don't like being sticky and dusty after a long day of people.

Wanda offers you the scarf, lets you tuck it under your chin like a security blanket, and holds your hand as she helps you up.

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The bath is warm. Safe.

Wanda sits on the floor beside the tub, sleeves pushed up, her voice soft and rhythmic as she runs the sponge along your arms and shoulders.

"Such a good girl," she hums. "Look at those ears... I see them trying to come out."

And they are—puppy ears, now, in your head. Your raccoon claws are gone, and in their place, you're imagining soft fur, a wagging tail, a nose twitching at the steam and her shampoo scent.

You let out a whine and paddle closer, resting your chin on the edge of the tub so she can pet your wet hair.

"Mmm," she coos, “there you are. My sweet pup.”

After the bath, she helps dry you off with the fluffiest towel, wrapping you like a burrito before kissing your temple. She lets you pick your favorite oversized shirt from her drawer—a pale blue one that smells like clean sheets and her perfume.

Your tail (in your head) is wagging now. Puppy-mode is fully online. You’re loose-limbed, snuffly, following her around the house with soft little huffs and nudges.

“Are you hungry, puppy?”

You nod, tongue peeking out the corner of your mouth as you drop to all fours and give a tiny yap.

Wanda chuckles, already padding into the kitchen. “Alright then. Floor it is.”

🦴⋆🐾°ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

She places your meal in the bowl you picked out yourself. Matte sage green. Weighted, no-slip base. She even uses the matching water bowl. Chicken, rice, and soft veggies cut small.

She sets it down on the mat in the kitchen, then smooths your hair back into a gentle ponytail as you settle into position, tail wiggling behind you.

“Good pup,” she murmurs, kissing the top of your head.

You let out a soft, contented growl as you eat.

She watches for a bit, sitting on the floor with her legs crossed, sipping tea. Occasionally she murmurs praises under her breath—“That’s it, sweetheart. Take your time. Look at you, so good for me.”

You feel full in more ways than one.

🦴⋆🐾°ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

You’re curled up on the couch, head in her lap, her fingers carding gently through your damp hair. You’ve got one of her socks tucked under your chin (she said it was old and “already claimed”), and she’s humming something soft you don’t recognize.

Her voice breaks the quiet:

“You were so brave today. Coming straight here when the world got too much. I’m really proud of you, baby.”

You lick your lips, then let out a soft yip.

“Yeah?” she smiles. “Did that feel good to hear?”

You nod sleepily.

“Then I’ll say it again. I’m proud of you. I’m proud of every part of you. Puppy, raccoon, possum, human—you’re mine, and I love taking care of you.”

Your breath stutters at that.

She catches it.

Her hand soothes down your back. “Too much?”

You manage a whisper: “No. Just… feels warm.”

Wanda leans down and kisses the top of your head. “Good girl.”

And you fall asleep just like that—wrapped in praise, belly full, Wanda’s arms around you, and the soft echo of mine still ringing through your little bones.

[raichuu-agere]

Are you guys just ignoring the whole “sfw” thing? I rarely get upset on here but cmon guys. Are we really ignoring what’s plastered all over my blog as soon as you click on it? I’ve been just ignoring and blocking people but I’m getting sick of it. If you’re gonna make this an 18+ thing that’s fine I don’t care but there are plenty of other blogs for that. You are not welcome here. If this is you please unfollow me

I love you my little ones and I’m here to protect you all <3

[grand-zammy]

👨‍🍼 Happy Father's Day 👨‍🍼

Some might be lucky enough to be born to a Dad that loves and accepts them.

Some might be lucky enough to have a family member fill-in for their Parent.

Some might be lucky enough to have a trusted friend/coworker become a Father figure.

There are good fathers out there (fictional and real) that are trying their best for their kids.

[godsfavoritedoggy]

me when im doggy