#physical age regression

[marshmellowtea]

not to be on my physical regression bs again but can we pleeeeaaaase imagine chris somehow getting turned back into a pudgy toddler with chubby cheeks and little hands that cling onto anyone who's gentle with him and who flinches whenever anyone's too loud or moves unexpectedly around him and the entire cast is taking turns holding him when he asks to be picked up and wondering how anyone in the world could be cruel to this tiny little thing.......

[slumbers-nightlight]

Hello, everyone! I decided to share something that I really like doing from time to time! And it’s this fun little thing that I like to refer to as Scenario Crafting!

And what that is, is that you take a movie that you enjoy or just think you can do something with! Then you change it, and make little stories with it!

Typically what I do is that I take a story, and change a lot of things about the plot. So like a love story becomes a sweet familial story. And also the characters are being played by other characters too.

For example! One of my most recent scenario crafts has Snow White playing Captain America, and Cinderella playing Iron Man.

Anywho I decided that I’d share one of my scenario crafts with you all! I hope that you enjoy it, and I might share more of my scenario crafts in the future!

🖤-Trigger Warning!-🖤

Implied Abuse, Forced Regression (?), Running Away from Caregivers, Insecurities (?)

🖤-Please Be Advised!-🖤

Okay so this scenario craft is about the movie, Cinderella and it’s no longer a love story. It’s an age regression thing because I like turning stories into sweet familial stuff.

Now we start the story with the Reader as the Cinderella-esque figure, I typically use an OC but we’ll say the Reader for conveniences sake.

The Reader is going through the typical Cinderella related things. Evil Stepmother, Evil Stepsisters, Do All The Household Chores, Face Verbal Abuse.

Maybe add some other things if you really want to increase the pain that the Reader is rescued from.

And maybe the Reader has little friends, but those consistently change depending on scenario. Sometimes they’re stuffed animals, little toy soldiers, one time they were even little Vocaloid Characters.

Either way, the Reader does have little buddies who consistently get into fights with the house cat. That’s not important to our scenario craft though as those scenes rarely ever change when I do Cinderella.

So now that we’ve established what the Reader’s home life is like. We’re now at our first scene with the prince of the movie.

But since it isn’t romantic, the prince is already married and maybe they’re already a King because of this. Now we’ve added a character which is very common in scenario crafting. If you want someone to be there, but can’t think of where they would fit, you add a role.

Anyways so let’s call these two King and Queen, imagine them however you’d like. Maybe add a few more characters if the characters you want are poly, or you want a big royal family.

Now King and Queen have been having some issues lately, they’ve been trying to have a child, but have been failing. There’s no luck, no matter what they do.

And the old King, let’s call them Grandparent. Grandparent has been feeling bad for the current rulers, and they’ve been trying to look into ways to help them.

Grandparent discovers what Little’s are in their search, and finds out that a Little can become the biological child of their Caregivers via love or magic.

So the Grandparent brings this idea up to King and Queen, the two of them were about to give up on having a child but upon hearing this? They’re all for it.

Now how to find a Little? They have an idea!

The Kingdom has been rather gloomy lately, so why not invite everyone for a night of magic within the castle? A big party where everyone can dress up, eat lovely food, and just enjoy themselves.

Then while everyone is enjoying themselves, the King and Queen will search for a Little within the crowd. It can’t be too hard to find one, right? Especially with a bit of magic to assist them in spotting one.

So the ball invitations are sent out to every home, the Reader gets one and the typical things happen. The little buddies making the dress for the Reader because they’re too busy.

Cat vs little buddy shenanigans. The dress being torn to shreds by the Evil Stepsisters after the Evil Stepmother points out the items.

The Reader runs outside, and of course they meet their Fairy Godmother. The Fairy Godmother could be another partner of the King and Queen who’s making sure everyone went. Or maybe the S/O of Grandparent. Or just still the Fairy Godmother.

So the Fairy Godmother comforts the Reader, they get them all fixed up and ready to go to the ball. Turning the Little Buddies into people to help them get there, and a random object into their way to get there.

Of course, the Fairy Godmother does warn them that at the stroke of 12 aka midnight. The Reader will go back to how they were before the Fairy Godmother made an appearance.

Once all of this has been said, the Reader is off to the ball!

King and Queen are greeting everyone that’s come to the ball, Grandparent watching from above and getting concerned as no one is catching their eye.

However soon, it happens as the Reader walks in. And remember how I mentioned that magic could be used to assist them in finding a Little?

That’s what the Fairy Godmothers magic is doing to the Reader like imagine an aura around them, or a big target on them, or a glowing sign overhead that says “I’m a Little!!”. Either way, they’ve found a Little and it’s familial love at first sight. Like when a new parent holds their child for the first time.

Introductions are finished as they have to remain proper, or maybe they rush to them. It’s really the call of the scenario crafter, truly.

They encounter the Reader, and the three of them get to talking before heading outside. Calmer than the ball inside after all, and proceed to the “So This is Love” scene but not romantic.

Imagine scenes of the Reader with King and Queen, like King showing the Reader the flowers that bloom at night within the castle gardens. Plucking one, and placing it behind their ear or in their hair. Or Queen on a small bridge with Reader, and looking down at the water below with each other. Seeing their own reflections in the crystal clear water only for it to be disturbed when a frog jumps in.

And imagine that throughout all of these scenes, the Reader is getting smaller and smaller. Every time that we see them with their outfit changing to match their shrinking age.

Eventually it culminates in the final scene… This is a scene that I always picture with this, so I’m gonna type it out cause it makes me feel happy.

So like imagine the Queen or King holding the Reader, the Reader’s head tucked underneath their chin and resting on the collarbone of their new parent.

The new parent having an arm across their back, and one underneath them to hold them up. The other parent is close, and holding them both. All three look contented and peaceful with the Reader about to drift off to sleep…

But of course, midnight comes and the clock tower chimes loudly. The Reader realizes that the magic is going to wear off soon. They’re being held by the King and Queen, and they think they’re going to change back into an adult like the magic is what changed them and not their new parents love.

They’ll be a dirty adult standing before the King and Queen, dressed in rags. The two of them will be so disappointed, and they don’t want them to be angry.

So proceed to a typical Cinderella Escape and chase from the ball, the King and Queen order for their new child to be brought back to them.

Of course, it doesn’t work and the Reader possibly leaves something behind. Maybe a glass slipper, but also maybe something else. I typically go with a shoe, but it’s up to the scenario crafter.

So a full scale search is conducted, and news is sent out everywhere. The Evil Stepmother and Stepsisters rush to get ready as fast as possible, but upon hearing that the King and Queen are looking for them.

Perhaps the Reader starts to daydream involuntarily as they imagine being back at that night with the realization that they would love them unconditionally. The daydream progresses as they imagine past that night, being a baby and being cared for by the royal family. Being their child.

This behavior causes the Evil Stepmother to realize that the Reader was at the ball, and was the person that they saw the King and Queen pursue. Maybe the Evil Stepmother believes that the King and Queen are romantically interested in them, cause maybe the royals haven’t disclosed what this is for yet. Or maybe they have, and Evil Stepmother is just angry.

So Reader is locked in their room as servants of the royals appear at the door. Proceed to struggle with the item as it’s rejecting both evil stepsisters.

Meanwhile the Little Buddies are struggling to steal the key, and save the Reader but they run into problems with the cat.

So Little Buddies vs. Cat! That ends with a big Little Buddy chasing off the cat or knocking them out the window.

As the servants are about to leave, the Reader finally appears at the top of the stairs and makes themselves known. Evil Stepmother is shocked, and tries to get them away but the servants don’t listen.

The servants go to the Reader, and maybe the item is broken only for Reader to reveal they have the other. Or not depending on what you want.

Either way, the item accepts Reader as its owner and the Fairy Godmother’s magic turns them young this time. Could be permanent or not, but I typically do permanently like they have to grow up again.

Cut to the servants taking Reader out of the house, and time skip to the ending where the Kingdom is celebrating the “birth” of a child.

The King and Queen are overjoyed as they hold the Reader who’s wrapped up in a blanket, I always imagine that they’re a newborn. Like looking like they were just born a few minutes ago.

Maybe the Queen drops something in their room, an item very similar to one Reader left behind causing King to pick it up. The two chuckle about it as they sit in their room together.

The baby Reader in their arms as the camera zooms out to reveal a happy kingdom where the Little Buddies live in the castle, and the Kingdom celebrates a “birth”.

The End

[zeze-mp3]

*~ 𝕓𝕖𝕕𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 ~*

𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔 (𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒊𝒕) :3

♡︎ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴜsʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғʟᴏssᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ?

♡︎ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ?

♡︎ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ?

♡︎ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴀ sʜᴏᴡᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ?

♡︎ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ?

♡︎ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ?

♡︎ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴍᴇᴅs ᴏʀ ᴍᴇʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪɴ?

♡︎ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ/ɴᴏɪsᴇ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀsʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴛᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

♡︎ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛᴜғғʏ ʙᴜᴅᴅɪᴇs?

♡︎ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ? (ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ, ɪᴍ sᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀᴘs ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʀɴ! 💕)

• 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗗𝗗/𝗟𝗚 𝗗𝗡𝗜 •

dividers by @sister-lucifer 💕

[firebolt-bedtime]

Something often overlooked about age regression is that it's not always about soft, comfortable things. Sometimes it's about allowing yourself to make impulsive choices. Sometimes it's about being okay with getting your clothes dirty outside; you don't have to worry about cleaning them now. Sometimes it's about the impulse to break and destroy things, even things you really like and care about. These things aren't opposed to being small, they can very much be a part of it.

[ozzieisstinky]

sit onb chare :)

[crayola-critter]

things i think should count as superpowers to more people!:)

age and pet regression! you’re telling me that your brain can become a kiddo again? you can transform into a animal? thats so cool.

otherkin shifting, oh my gosh, when i got my first shift it was absolutely magical. posic+ people. you’re so empathetic you know how objects feel? you can communicate with them while nobody else can? thats amazing.

very biased on some of these here but i just find this stuff cool and magical! you all deserve more recognition! 🌷

feel free to add on what you consider superpowers / magical - this isnt to invalidate negative experiences with any of these things, just bring positivity. let me know if i need to change anything for your comfort

[cocacolacoast]

stargazer 🚀🔭🪐☄️💫

[gilearstimboards]

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Purple Agere Physical Disability Positive Stimboard

I wanted to put some disability positivity and rep into the agere community. Whatever disability you have, your regression is valid.

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

[pineconepie]

what are each of the dads' love languages?

Octavian - words of affirmation! He loves telling you 24/7 he loves you and he's proud of you, and he'd probably start crying if he was told you love him back, or even just complimented him in general. He gushes over how adorable you are every 5 seconds.

Vincent - quality time and physical touch. He's a busy guy so he can't be around you as much as he'd like, so he tries to make every single moment count. And he's a very cuddly dad, even when you're out he always needs to hold your hand or keep a hand on your shoulder.

Indigo - acts of service and gift giving. He likes doing things for you not just because he thinks of you as a baby, but he just wants to make your life a little easier when he can <3 and he's desperate to see you act happy from all his constant gifts, its part of his culture.

Magnus - gift giving, as well. He has tons of sparkly treasures to give to you with his scent, and if you wear them, it makes him feel happy because in draconic culture, its like saying, 'they are under my protection and belong to me', therefore warding off any threats.

Seradiel - acts of service and physical touch. He wants you to appreciate all the constant effort he puts into keeping you safe and content, as well as doing things for you because you're just a baby ofc!! Now that he's revealed himself as your guardian angel, he wants to make up for lost time all those times he didn't get to hold you.

[faefetti]

Having multiple disabilities and regressing is so funny because I’ll whiplash from feeling guilty for needing help and attention and then go “Well yeah but I’m a little guy. Little guys need help all the time. It’s okay if I need help today, I’m still learning and growing. Asking for help is part of that growing too!” ❤️ᝰ 🖍️ᝰ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🌱

(But to be honest I’ll tell myself this seconds before I’ll attempt to do something I shouldn’t on my own!! And then my Carer will tell me the exact same thing so he can make sure his little guy doesn’t do something silly like try to reach something he can’t and then ✨require medical attention✨. The silly little guy brain strikes again.)

[little-cozzy]

Disabled Pride Agere

It is the last day of disability pride month. Disabled people deserve accessibility, love, respect, equal rights, and acceptance. Happy disability pride month to all disabled people, visible and non-visible.

[slumbers-nightlight]

Hello, everyone! I decided to post an idea that I thought was really good! And I hope that you all like it!

If you don’t then I must ask you to leave as I don’t want you to subject yourself to something that you don’t enjoy.

Please be aware of the following triggers as well before you open this story. A question mark next to a story means that I’m unsure if it’s there, but I felt like it was.

I hope you enjoy the story!

🖤-Potential Triggers!-🖤

Slightly Unwilling Regressor, Platonic Yandere Behavior (?), Things Going Wrong in Space, Kidnapping (?), Implied Nursing, Mention of Disease Spreading

🖤-Please Be Advised!-🖤

Imagine that you’re an Astronaut in the Marvel Universe, and you’re finally being sent up into space. Everything’s great, all systems are good to go and you’re in your spacesuit. You’ve been trained on what to do in every situation.

And once you break through the atmosphere, you see everything. You pass by the moon on your way to your destination, and you can see all the stars.

It’s so beautiful, and you’re doing everything that you’re told to by the command center. It seems like it’s going to be a peaceful ride.

That is until you see a strange energy in the distance, you report it in but they have no clue what you’re looking at. They advise to brace yourself, activate the protective measures, and pass through it as a detour would simply take too long.

So you try to, and the protective measures do activate only for them to not work. You hear the countless sounds of ticking clocks once you enter this strange energy.

Your communications line to earth starts glitching out, and you start to feel… smaller… Your space suit is much bigger on you now than it should be, and it’s only getting bigger. You’re actively getting younger right before your eyes.

Of course, panic ensues cause “What the hell?!”, and trying to will it to stop does slow it down. But much like putting your hand over the end of a hose, it isn’t really stopping it…

Rushing to the communications line, you try to tell them what’s happening. To ask for some kind of way out of this, but the static is too much. All you can hear is “Abort!” among the static.

Thinking they want you to escape, you run over. Nearly tripping over yourself as you do, and strap yourself into it. It used to be so cramped and tight when you would do training simulations, but now it’s almost roomy…

So after a short count down, you blast off in your escape pod. Out of the energy, and hopefully towards earth. But you have no clue where you’re going…

You’re too small to reach the controls for the escape pod now as you realize that you’ve become a baby. Hell, you can’t even talk to activate any voice commands.

You’re adrift in space… A baby in an oversized spacesuit, inside of an escape pod…

The pod flies through space for hours on end, you can’t even keep track of time. All you can see is things pass by through the little window.

You’re alone with nothing, but your thoughts… What was that energy? Do you have to grow back up again? Is earth looking for you?

You don’t know… You just know that you wish these baby instincts would stop trying to make you gum on your hand…

Soon enough though, something happens as your pod finally gets caught in the atmosphere of something… You aren’t sure what it is, but you come crashing down onto its surface…

The resulting force of the crash is enough to shake you quite a bit, and although you don’t want to. You begin bawling like a newborn.

After about a minute, there’s muffled talking from around your pod. You can’t make out what they’re saying, but soon the door of your pod is pried open.

There’s quite a lot of confused talk, and soon you feel yourself lifted out. Your tiny body held closely to a woman with very long red hair, you’re snug against her.

You involuntarily coo as unfocused eyes look at the world around you, it looks a little bit like earth but also different. The people around you appear a bit strange. Does that man have hooves?

“A baby…? From Terra…?”

“Perhaps it’s a peace offering from the humans, your highness…” “Or maybe some kind of trap to spread disease…”

“Disease spreader or not, this baby is innocent… Let us take them to be examined…”

So you’re brought to a medical ward where your spacesuit is removed from you completely. It’s taken to be examined as you’re laid on a table, and very thoroughly inspected.

They check your vitals, make sure that you aren’t sick, and look over every single little thing.

The entire time that you’re here, you’re honestly confused about where you are. This is clearly an alien planet, but you don’t know the name of it or how far away you are from earth.

However the red headed lady from earlier, you heard her be called Medusa at one point, is here with you the entire time alongside what you can only assume is her husband. He looked terrifying at first especially as he didn’t speak, but your mind started seeing him as friendly when he distracted you from a blood draw with a small stuffed toy.

Medusa is talking to him the entire time about why you were sent here, and what they’re going to do with you.

After a while of being inspected, the medical staff gives you an entirely clean bill of health. Declaring you to be a “Perfectly Healthy Human Newborn”.

And once it’s confirmed that you weren’t a trap sent to spread disease or something worse, they decide to keep you. Just until they can figure out what to do with you.

At least that’s what they said… It’s been half a year that you’ve been here on Attilan…… You think… It’s hard to keep track of time when you’re a baby…

The Royal Family has been kind to you, Medusa and Black Bolt have been treating you as if you’re their own baby. Like Medusa actually gave birth to you.

You’ve been sleeping in a bassinet in their room at night, one of Medusa’s hands over the side of your crib at all times. Letting you grab and hold her fingers through the night. Big scary Lockjaw always moving his bed to be right next to your bassinet so he can keep you safe.

During the stage where you were up every two hours, Black Bolt would hold and cradle you through all of his kingly duties. You would have found humor in this big intimidating man holding a tiny cute baby if you weren’t said baby…

Honestly you’d really like to go back to being a grown up now…

It’s not that you don’t appreciate what they’re doing for you, but you had a life back on earth. There isn’t much to go back to, sure as there’s no friends or family. But your job is important…

Plus fighting off all these baby thoughts is getting exhausting… You’ll be thinking about your absolute favorite thing to eat in the entire world, and planning to have it when you get back. Then boom, suddenly a thought of being cradled and nursed by Medusa creeps into your mind.

You’re just glad that you’re at least bottle fed. For the time being anyways, Medusa has been taking medicine.

Sometimes you think that they know that you’re an adult mind in a baby body. You once tried to spell out “I-M A-N A-D-U-L-T” with letter blocks.

You had worked so very hard on it, you were struggling to keep the ability of how to spell in your mind. And you felt proud of yourself once you had finished.

But as soon as you were done, proceed to Gorgon “accidentally” messing them up. You were so frustrated that you started wailing right there and then.

All of that hard work was wasted, but you were soon calmed down by Gorgon holding you. Saying that he was so sorry, and gently patting your back. Involuntarily mind you… Almost like that sort of thing just had the magic power to calm you down… Hm… Maybe it did have magic pow-? Oh look! It’s your bouncer!

Gorgon straps you in, and watches as your worries vanish as your tiny hands bat at the little items dangling above you. He’s just happy that you’re calm again. And distracted enough to not notice Karnak putting away your letter blocks forever…

“Better to have deniability about knowing their correct age than to make it obvious that we know…”

Besides everyone is sure that you won’t miss them as they weren’t even your favorite toy in the first place…

It almost seems like every single day as well, your adult mind leaves you just a bit more. Just yesterday, you were able to identify Lockjaw as a dog as soon as you saw him, and register that Crystal wasn’t related to you.

Today? You accidentally identified Lockjaw as a bear, you registered Crystal as “Auntie!”, and Black Bolt?

Well that’s clearly your Dada, isn’t it? Why else would you be instinctively making grabby hands at him from your playpen?

You might try to fight off these thoughts to the best of your ability, but it’s getting harder every single day. Medusa’s voice becomes a bit more soothing to you, Black Bolt’s embrace becomes more and more comforting, the idea of the big world starts to be a lot more scary for someone like you.

But you don’t have to worry about any of that. Mama, Dada, and your big happy family are right here for you to keep you safe until you’re all grown up.

Honestly part of you wants to accept being their baby, wants to accept being a Little One on this strange alien planet… But you know this isn’t right, you need to go home…

No matter how safe you might feel in Black Bolt’s arms, no matter how soothing being fed by Medusa is, no matter how fun playing with Lockjaw is…

You want to return home… Maybe at least for a day or two…

How can you get there if you can’t grow back up though? If you can’t even crawl yet?

Hm, you’ll figure that out another time… Aunt Crystal just said it’s Tummy Time, and you can’t miss that. It’s very important after all.

Maybe after that? No, that’s when Mama feeds you, then takes you on a short walk outside to look at all the interesting stuff. You don’t want to miss that.

After that…? No, that’s when Dada rocks you to sleep for naptime while he does his kingly duties, and you can’t miss that…

Goodness, you really are busy… Even as a Little One…

You’re sure that you’ll find some time though…

And that time comes when you properly meet your uncle for the first time, Maximus the Mad… You had never met him before this…

He approaches you when Triton is out of the room, and you’re in your playpen. He actually speaks to you like you’re an adult, and you start feeling bigger for the first time in a long time.

You pull the pacifier from your mouth in awe as you look at this man, he says that he can get you back to earth. That he can get you far away from all of this.

Back to your life, your job, your home, your things… All if you cooperate…

Of course you can’t stop yourself as this is finally your chance, your mind is clear from baby thoughts and you might not have another chance like this.

This is your chance to return home, and you can’t waste it…

With a nod from you, he snatches you out of your playpen and takes off before Triton gets back. He rushes you out of the area as your mind races with thoughts, both adult and baby in nature.

Maximus’s intentions aren’t entirely kind though. He just wants you out of the way so that way, he can hope to more easily toss Black Bolt off the throne in the future.

No you after all means no heir, and no heir means no one take the throne over him. Especially not a human. He just won’t kill you. Even he has limits, and killing a baby is one.

So he rushes you to where he was told to simply study your escape pod, and it turns out that he didn’t just study it. He fixed it, and programmed it to take you away back to earth.

Maximus doesn’t waste a single second as he knows that Triton will raise an alarm once he’s back, and sees you missing. So he hurry’s to strap you in, and get you ready.

“Remember to stay hidden… If you don’t then they’ll drag you back here, and all of this will have been for nothing…”

You can’t even attempt to try and babble out a question about becoming big again as he slams the door shut, and you hear the escape pod come to life.

The door to the area is broken by a loud booming voice that shakes your pod as it takes off, it scrapes against the opening in the ceiling as it flies. You can see Black Bolt flying after the pod through the little window for a moment before it leaves Attilan.

Now once again that you’re in the endless reaches of space, you can only wonder how long it’ll take you to get back to earth. Maybe as long as the first time?

And when you look out the small little window, you realize that you were never actually too far from earth anyways. You can see Attilan on the dark side of the moon.

Wait… The pod is getting tighter… What’s going on?

You look over yourself as your onesie rips, and you realize that you’re returning to your normal age. Almost as if being away from Attilan is restoring you to your correct age.

Speaking for the first time in so long feels foreign to you, almost wrong but you can’t help but sing the entirety of a song. You have proper motor functions as well, you snap your fingers and do all kinds of movements you couldn’t before. Nothing too crazy of course, you’re still in a cramped pod in space.

Your teeth are back, and so is your hair. The baby thoughts being pushed to the back of your mind, and replaced with more adult ones.

For once you imagine going to a restaurant without the thought of Black Bolt wiping your face after you eat so messily, and also imagine going to bed in your own bed on earth without the thought of a goodnight kiss from Medusa.

Crashing back down onto earth for the second crash landing of your life, you’re immediately treated as alien life until they figure out who you are.

Honestly nothing is weirder than sitting nude in an escape pod with your hands up as you confirm your identity to people with guns…

You’re immediately brought in for questioning after that about everything that happened, you explain everything but when you try to tell them about Attilan and the Inhumans.

Something inside you refuses to let you go into detail. Won’t let you mention the silent king, the Inhumans, anything about Attilan other than what it looks like.

All you can tell them is about the energy that turned you into a baby, how you took the escape pod and wound up on an alien planet, and how the people there took care of you.

Other than that though? Nothing… You can’t bring yourself to say their names…

It’s almost as if something in you won’t let you speak too much about them to protect your family… Wait, family? No, no, no… They weren’t your family, they were just…

“Oh my sweetest little one… Mama and Papa love you so very much…”

…Them…

Once you’re given a clean bill of health, they keep you for a few days just for medical observation. Then when thats over, you’re finally free to return home.

To a small apartment that felt far more cozy in your memories. Everything is so dusty, and nothing works due to unpaid bills. All your food is moldy too, but at least your job was kind enough to give you a lot of money after your prolonged stay in space.

So once you get everything cleaned, turned back on, and restocked. You’re finally able to relax.

Except you honestly can’t, something just feels wrong about all of this. Your apartment no longer feels comforting, and you can’t explain why.

You try to tell yourself that it’s just because of how long you were a baby, and eventually you’ll get over it. You’ll get over it, and soon you’ll… You’ll be a baby again…

Wait, what? No… No, no, no… You’ll be better again… Not a baby again…

As the days pass by, you try to get back to normal everyday life but it’s a bit difficult. Whenever you’re at work, you sometimes feel like you’re having a hard time understanding what you’re doing.

And sometimes your clothes feel so uncomfortable as well, it’s to the point where you gave up and just bought an adult onesie to wear around the apartment whenever you’re home.

Don’t even get me started on the amount of times that someone has caught you unintentionally sucking your thumb. That excuse of “Oh sorry, I just hit my thumb!” can only work so many times.

You wish all of this would just stop already… But it feels like the more that you fight it, the worse that your mental health gets like your brain thinks that you’re denying it something important.

Eventually you decided to try and just slowly get yourself away from this, you wear your onesie for less and less time everyday. You use a pacifier for less and less time.

It does help, and you start feeling like you’re able to go back to being big entirely… No more baby stuff…

Although there are certain moments where you get stressed or overwhelmed, and feel like you need to be a baby. You suppose that’s alright though.

What? You can’t deny that it helps…

So as the days pass on, you start to move away more and more from baby stuff. You’re completely going back to normal. Just with the occasional slip into baby stuff…

It seems like everything is going to be alright now. Even if you do miss the Inhumans occasionally, but you know it’s all for the better.

After all, if you had stayed with them then you would have remained a baby forever. Possibly with them finding a way to warp your DNA so you were an inhuman just like them.

Then you probably would have never been able to leave!

Thank god for Maximus sending you back to earth…

Besides you’re sure that Medusa and Black Bolt will have a baby of their own, and completely forget all about you. As much as the sheer thought of that makes you want to cry for some reason.

Huh… That’s weird… You feel like you can hear hooves coming down the hall of your apartment complex…

It sounds so much like Gorgon too, but that can’t be it. Gorgon’s back on Attilan with the rest of the Inhumans, and even then… What would he possibly be doing here?

Now you feel like you can hear Lockjaw’s paws against the floor…

It probably wouldn’t hurt to check so you walk over to the door, and just before you can open it. It’s ripped off of its hinges by Medusa’s hair.

You nearly jump out of your skin at the sudden surprise, stress levels at an all time high as “Holy sh*t!”.

Your brain immediately slips into babyish thoughts to try and cope with the surprise, and you try to fight them off as the group comes into your home.

Medusa and Black Bolt looking incredibly relieved to see you as they rush over, and hug you tight. Their embrace sending waves of comfort over you.

“Oh… Oh my little one… It’s okay, shhh… We’re here now… Mama and Papa are here, it’s okay… We have you now… You’re safe…”

Part of you wants to melt into their embrace and let them cradle you snugly in their arms. You feel like not even the strongest force in the world could harm you right now.

But another part tells you to push away from them, to keep being a grown up, and to not let yourself become a baby. To not be dragged back to Attilan.

However your arms won’t let you push them away as instead you simply reach up, your hands gripping at them like you’re trying to feel secure.

Mama and Dada are here… So is Aunt Crystal, the big puppy Lockjaw, Gorgon, Karnak, Triton…

None of them seem even remotely phased by the fact that you appear to be much older right now. Or that you’re walking, or that you’re wearing adult clothes, or that you might be trying to talk.

They all just look happy to have found you, and that you’re unharmed. Karnak steps forward to reassure you.

“Don’t worry, little one… Maximus has been dealt with, he won’t send you away from us ever again…”

“And even if he tried, we’d stop him before he even picked you up…”

And something about that is just so relieving. Is the fact that with Gorgon’s words, you know that Maximus isn’t dead? So he can send you back…? No, that doesn’t sound right…

But before you can figure out why you feel so relieved, you feel yourself being lifted up by Black Bolt. He’s cradling you in his arms just like he used to.

“You’ve spent enough time on earth, my little one… Let’s get you home, alright?”

However just as they’re about to leave the apartment, and bring you back to Attilan with them. You’re able to finally move, you hop out of Black Bolt’s arms. Much to his surprise.

Of course, he tries to grab you again but you put your hands up and tell him “Wait! Just listen!”.

He looks reluctant, but he does stop. It looks like they are going to listen to what you have to say, but some of them also look a bit impatient.

So you do your absolute best to retain Adult Headspace and thoughts while you’re telling them that you’re an adult. That your life is here on earth.

You do appreciate absolutely everything that they’ve done for you, and being cared for them was really nice. But you can’t be a baby forever as nice as it might be.

It’s not hard for them to figure out that you’re very conflicted about all of this based on your words.

So they sit with you, and tell you that it’s fine if you want to be an adult right now but you’re still their baby. Attilan is your home as well as far as they’re concerned, and it’s more your home than Earth.

Especially after you tell them that you have no family here on earth.

This probably starts an incredibly long conversation between you and them. Like one of those long conversations about one topic that just go on for hours.

The Inhumans are saying you should be on Attilan full time even if you don’t want to constantly be a baby. You’re saying that you want to stay on earth full time as an adult or during your moments in Baby Headspace.

Eventually though, you do reach an agreement that seems good enough for them.

You’ll live on earth while you’re an adult, but whenever you start feeling younger mentally. You’ll immediately call them to bring you to Attilan until you’re feeling grown up again.

It’s not really the ideal situation, but it’s good enough.

They stay with you for the rest of the day after that, and do fix your door. And leave you with a tight hug, and a kiss on the forehead. Alongside making you swear to call them if you feel small.

Afterwards they leave you with a way to contact them, a baby monitor in your house just in case, and some of your baby stuff.

So this is how you start your new life.

You continue to work, and be an adult but with a lot of visits from your new family on Attilan. Like sometimes you just come home, and one of them is on your couch.

Living your life as an adult from time to time just like you feel you should, but feeling no shame in just getting small every once in a while.

You use the device they gave you to contact them whenever you feel Baby Headspace incoming, and they come for you. Usually via Lockjaw teleporting.

It turns out as that the effects of the energy that originally turned you small in the first place are still in you. As every time that you’re taken to Attilan, you shrink back into the form of a baby.

Luckily they only sometimes use this as an excuse to keep you longer than normal. Like “Oh little one, I'm sorry… I didn’t see you signal that you were big again…”. Not always but sometimes.

However if something is going on down on earth that they don’t feel comfortable with, they’ll just pop down and snatch you up until things are better.

All for the purpose of keeping you nice, and safe after all.

And when you’re falling asleep in your bassinet, dressed in your favorite warm onesie. Feeling the blanket be pulled up on you by Black Bolt, and feeling Medusa gently placing your pacifier in your mouth.

You feel truly loved, and cared for.

Even if you weren’t born to them, or met them by choice… You know that this is your family…

[babyprincettt]

all my stuffed animals are my essas and even essas for each other !!

[kerfufflecricket]

BABY AKAZAAAA

I completely forgot I had some de-aged akaza saved (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠) He is just laying around in his Tanuki onesie being adorable!! (Douma is gushing off camera)

[pumpkinspicedmochi]

Just wanna say since as an age regressor I see alot , Stop saying you "go non verbal" / "when non verbal" etc . See abled people who just regress using this and fully verbal autistics who age regress . Stop it..and stop tagging your post as #nonverbal and #semiverbal so when I click tag I see fully verbal person in tags . Just say speech loss / losing speech etc ....I hate to make this kind of post but someone has to say it..

[starletdust]

cg argenti headcanons !!!!

self-indulgent

…………..hhhhhggggrrrr sxhool….

❥ — sooo nice !!! will appreciate anything you make for him :3c even if if’s something small like organizing your toys, he can as always see the beauty in anything

❥ — dress up!!!! makes you feel the prettiest/most handsome ever and lets you accesorize him too!!

❥ — since he’s busy going around the galaxy being a knight, he’ll send you letters whenever he gets the time ( ◜𖥦◝ ) (tech is difficult,,,, but he’ll also send you messages if that’s what you prefer !)

— anddddd get little trinkets for you when he returns c: anything he finds especially beautiful

❥ — i just think he’d be really good in like fluffing up the pillows nd keepin you cozy (っω⊂) also he’d have one of those super luxurious robes and get you a matching one /hj

❥ — if his tiny’s upset, he’ll make sure to tell them how proud he is and find something to make you feel better , whether it be solving the issue or just getting your mind off of it for a while !! veyr good at comforting

❥ — bestttttt nicknames/petnames……… his little rose , his angel , his honeybun !!!!! (creds 2 person in the replies ^w^)

[“DNI with this post if your blog is: NSFW, transandrophobic, anti-xeno, pro-israel, proship, basic DNI”]

i wanna retheme my blog agaun…….. but s only been lile a week since i last did TwT

j have so much homwqoek to do