#sandersides age regression

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✧°˳˚⁠∘⁠Sanders Sides Agere Panels∘⁠˚⁠˳°✧

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Regressed!Virgil: *doing Janus's makeup* "Moddy gonna look so preeedy!"

Janus: "oh? Isn't moddy already pretty?"

Regressed!Virgil: "mmmmmm no"

Remus in the background: *dying of laughter*

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Little!Remus Teen!Virgil

Request by: Gothfoxx - Remus looses his stuffed animal and asks Virgil to help him find it. - Yeah...this one gets a little dark. Sorry. Not sure why a prompt about a missing toy made me want to add an angsty teenage Virgil. But I started writing and this is what came out. I’m actually not that sorry. I love this fic, and I don’t even know why. It’s not even that...good.😅

Notes:⚠️ Warning: ⚠️ Angst, some curse words, Anxiety attacks mentioned, lots of crying, possible trauma, past mistakes mentioned, a lot of self deprecating thoughts, teenage angst, passive aggressive Janus, Janus threatens something...not very nice (but makes up for it.) unsupervised regressors, fears of abandonment, fear of death, actual abandonment, darkness, monsters, and blood is also mentioned. Point is, I Torture Virgil a lot on this one. But... cuddles? 😅

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Virgil wasn’t always great with kids. He had to be an adult and in his special caregiver mode to even try to handle being around the littles. He wasn’t bad with them outside of it. There was just something about that mindset to make Virgil care. He wasn’t sure what it was but it was...something.

Ughh. That’s so vague.

Virgil was currently stuck in a teen headspace. It’s just like regressing but to the mindset of a teenager. When in this mindset he had no interest in the littles or the caregivers. He had nothing against them but he just couldn’t stand the way caregivers would try to get him involved in stuff and watch over him like he wasn’t capable of doing anything himself. Or the way the littles were needy and affectionate. Luckily being in teen space was easy enough to hide. He just needed to listen to music and ignore everyone. That’s like one of his favorite things to do anyway.

He was just chilling on the couch listening to Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz. A personal favorite of his when in this state of mind when he heard a small: “Pssst.”

Virgil slowly took out an earpiece.

“Pssst, Virgil.”

Virgil looked around.

“Down here.”

Virgil looked behind the couch to see Remus. Obviously in a little headspace.

“What are you doing?” Virgil asked. Damn, he hoped that didn’t sound too mean.

“I have a very important mission. And I need your help.”

“What? What are you talking about?”he asked.

“I need to know if I can trust you.”

“You know you can’t,”he scoffs.

“Good enough for me, will you help?”

“I don’t know, you haven’t even told me what you-“

“Meet me in my room in two minutes!”he demands. “But be careful, my friend; For my sanity is currently resting in your hands,”he says before running away.

“Didn’t know you had any!”He shouted.

Now Virgil has two options here. He could:

A) Hide in his room until this mindset goes away and apologize to Remus later for being an ass.

Or

B) Pull himself together for two seconds and help Remus with...whatever it was.

He supposed he could’ve left to find a caregiver, but he didn’t want to have to explain why he couldn’t do this himself.

Remus wasn’t the worst when little. He wasn’t incredibly needy or affectionate so maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Besides, he kinda owes him after leaving the dark sides and cursing him and Janus’s mere existence all these years later. He wasn’t still mad about that, right? ~~~~Later in Remus’s room~~~~

“I’ve brought you here today to help me with a super secret assignment. One of my dear friends is missing, I need your help to find him.”

“How old are you right now, Remus?”Virgil asked.

“Eight, how old are you?”

“Not important,”Virgil mumbled as he tried to hide his face under the hood of his jacket.

“He is very important to me, Virgil. I can’t sleep without him, and it’s almost naptime!”He gasped dramatically.

“You asked me over here, on a super secret mission to find a stuffed animal?”

“Lucifer isn’t just any stuffed animal! He’s the best most important stuffed animal ever to walk the planet!”

Virgil hesitates. “Stuffed animals can’t walk...”

“Fine, swim the planet then,”Remus rolled his eyes.

“What?”the teen asked.

“Lucifer is a dolphin!”Remus explained happily.

“You named your...never mind.”

“So you’ll help me?”

“Maybe you should ask Roman.”Virgil suggests.

“No!''He whines, pulling on Virgil's sleeve, “I want you to help me. You’re the vigilant!”

“That makes no sense.”

“Please?”

Virgil sighed, what would be worse, telling a caregiver that he was regressed or helping Remus find a stuffed animal?

“Alright. Where did you last see him?”Virgil asked.

Remus grabs Virgil's hand and leads him down the hall to a black door.

“He’s in there?”Virgil asked, standing right outside Remus’s mindscape.

Remus nods, “that’s where I saw’d him the last time.”

Virgil started to get nervous, “are you absolutely possessive you don’t want to just go find Roman?” He asked again, hoping Remus would just change his mind.

Remus nodded, “I’m sure.”

Virgil sighed, he needed to be the adult here. “Alright, let’s get this over with.”

Remus squealed In excitement. “Here we go!”

They went inside where it was all dark. Virgil was scared but refused to show it. Especially in front of Remus. He had to be an adult...even if he wasn’t one.

“Okay, so where would you have gone? Try retracing your steps.”

Remus nodded and walked further and further into the dark abyss.

“Wait!”Virgil shouts, “what if we get lost in here? Everything looks the same.”

“Don’t worry,”Remus says, “I know this place like the back of my rear.”

Virgil shook his head, “I don’t want to know.”

They had been looking for about twenty minutes when Virgil suddenly realized that Remus was nowhere to be seen. “Remus?”He asked. “Where are you?”

Suddenly he heard moaning and groaning behind him. He turned around and nothing was there. He sighed in relief, but then He turned back and he was suddenly attacked by a bunch of zombies.

Virgil froze, he was going to die in here.

Suddenly Remus came back and watched them terrorize Virgil. “Don’t worry, Vee! They only want to eat you!”

“Why would that make me feel better?!”Virgil shouted, tears in his eyes. “Just make them go away, please!”he begged.

“Ok ok,”He says rolling his eyes, he snapped the zombies away and Virgil didn’t get off the ground.

“You oki, vergie?”Remus asked, crouching down to him.

Virgil took a deep breath. He can’t have an attack, not now. He tried to pull himself together. “No, Remus. I’m sorry, but I’m- I’m freaking out, this place is...” ‘don’t curse, he’s a child, don’t curse, he’s a child.’ “Heck! We need to just- get out of here.”

“But we haven’t found Lucifer yet. They were just zombies.”

“Just?! Remus, this place is incredibly dangerous, I never should’ve come in here!”

“Yeah, I know,”he shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know?”Virgil asked.

“I mean, it’s always like this. It s’pose to be scary.”

“Remus, why? Why would you do that? Why would you ask me to help you, knowing full well it would be this bad?!”He yelled, “why didn’t you just get Roman like I asked you to?! Do you really hate me that much?!”

Remus didn’t answer right away, he sighed sadly, looking down, then at Virgil and then looked down again, “I don’ hate you, Vee...Is jus’ cuz...I miss you.”

Virgil has never felt worse of a person. “Remus-“

Remus ran away into the darkness before Virgil could say anything else.

“Remus, wait! Please I don’t...”

Virgil tried to run after him but lost his way.

Remus was gone...

“I don’t know how to get out of here...”Virgil says despite knowing Remus couldn’t hear him.

Virgil wandered the hell that was this mindscape until he finally found that stupid dolphin next to a blood soaked coffin. Virgil cried again, and this time it wasn’t because he was scared. Because he’d failed Remus...again. He was supposed to protect him, he was supposed to be his friend! Virgil held the stuffed animal in his arms, and despite being much too mature for it, Virgil hugged it tightly.

Virgil still hated himself and believed he deserved to be here. He was abandoned. Just like Virgil abandoned Remus.

Virgil has been walking through countless rooms full of intrusive horrors. Over and over. He panicked and ran for his life. Until finally it stopped. An overwhelming silence rushed over him in a dark nothingness. Virgil started to cry again when lo and behold. There it was.

The door.

~~~~Later~~~~

He found his way out of the mindscape at last. He flew the door open and was so relieved to see he was back home. He was exhausted, and overwhelmed with anxiety but still thought deep down he deserved this feeling.

He didn’t deserve love, He didn’t deserve to be home.

Why couldn’t he just do this one thing for Remus? This could’ve been his only chance to fix what he did.

To be his friend again...

But he didn’t deserve that chance. He didn’t deserve forgiveness.

He almost made it back to his own room when he ran into Roman. “Virgil, oh my gosh. Are you alright? What happened to you?”

Virgil rubbed his face and nodded, “have you seen Remus?”

“Oh. He’s with Janus. That doesn’t answer my question, Verge. What’s going on?”

“Remus was looking for this,”he held up Lucifer, Roman only humming in response. “He took me to his mindscape and I couldn’t find the way out.”

“Virgil...”Roman asks, “how old are you right now?”

Virgil sighs, pulling up the hood of his jacket.

“Virgil?”Roman asked, stricter this time.

“Fourteen...”Virgil mumbled.

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Because I don’t need a caregiver.” He says, “at least...I didn’t think I did,”tears started to pour down his face and he hated himself more, if that were even possible.

Roman wrapped his arms around him. “It’s alright, emo. It’ll be ok.”

Virgil nodded and gently pulled away. Not because he didn’t enjoy it, but because he didn’t deserve it. “Thanks.”

“So, just to get this gay. Remus asked you to help him find something in a dangerous mindscape and left you there?”Roman sounded angry, like he was about to go find Remus but Virgil stopped him: “It’s not his fault, I yelled at him.”

“What? Why would you do that?”

“I’m sorry! I’s...My fight or flight instincts just took over I guess, and...you know I’m not a fan of other people’s mindscapes, they’re too...unpredictable.”

“Especially Remus’s,”Roman nods.

Virgil nods too. He took a deep breath. “I need to apologize. Did you say he was with Janus?”

Roman nodded, “unfortunately, Janus is not going to like this. Do you want me to come with you? I can talk to him so you can talk to Remus alone.”

Virgil shrugged, “I don’t know. I think- I deserve what I get.”

“Virgil-“

“I left them, Roman. How do I come back from that?”He asked. “I fucked everything up- and don’t you dare tell me I didn’t!”

“Let me come with you, Virgil.” Roman asks, “please?”

Virgil nods, “alright. Fine.”

They walk over to Janus’ room and knock on the door. “Yes?”he answers.

“Can I talk to Remus?”Virgil asks.

“I don’t know...can you?”

Virgil did everything he could to not roll his eyes, “I’m here to apologize.”

Janus looks behind him, “well...alright. But if you hurt him again, I will suppress you for two weeks.”

“That’s fair,”Virgil says, biting his nails anxiously.

Roman disagreed but didn’t intervene yet.

Virgil walked in and over to Remus who turned his back on him.

He hands Remus Lucifer, and Remus snatches the dolphin and snuggles with it.

“I came to say I’m sorry.”Virgil says, “for what I said, for being so irresponsible, for treating you the way I have all these years...and mostly for leaving you two.”

Remus didn’t answer but Janus at least looked at him.

Tears started to make their way out. “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I should be suppressed or locked away, it’s what I deserve. But I hope maybe one day you could maybe find a way to...”

Remus didn’t say anything, didn’t face him either.

Virgil nodded, “ok.” The tears are getting worse.

“Did you tell Virgil thank you for finding Lucifer?”Janus asked. He didn’t really look like he was in a forgiving mood either. Virgil just wanted to lock himself up in his room until the sun went away.

he didn’t deserve anything better.

Remus shook his head but before he could say anything Virgil interrupts, “he doesn’t have to. I should probably go.”

Roman offered Virgil a sympathetic smile as the teen walked closer to him.

“Vee?”Remus called.

“Yeah?”Virgil turned around.

Remus threw the dolphin across the room and ran to hug Virgil, “I’m so sorry I left you, Vee. Please be my friend again.”

Now Virgil was crying openly, holding onto Remus like he was never going to let him go.

~~~~Afterwards~~~~

Roman and Janus had a long conversation with Remus about taking people into any mindscape when either party is in any sort of age regression. Then they had a conversation with Virgil about what he was going through, the self-deprecating thoughts, the issues regarding Remus and Janus that still reside within him, and then the scary things that happened in the mindscape.

Janus reassured Virgil that all was forgiven, and that he was truly loved by every single side there, and that he didn’t deserve to be punished or feel guilty for living a better life if it made him happy. They hugged for about two minutes before Virgil realized it was too long. Then went ahead and hugged Roman too for good measure.

Janus and Roman then made both regressors some hot chocolate. Remus and Virgil then decide to spend the rest of the night together. They had some lost time to make up for.

They watched Steven universe in a blanket fort Virgil and Remus made together. (Mostly Virgil though) Virgil finally felt safe, he felt loved. And Remus made him feel like he was actually someone worth loving. Maybe the littles and caregivers weren’t so bad after all.

“Vee?”Remus asked.

“Yeah?”

“Do you love me?”He asked.

Virgil smiled, “I mean, yeah. Of course, Rem. Why?”

“Let’s fuse!”Remus shouts.

“Remus, what?!”Remus jumps while still inside the fort causing it to collapse on them both.

“Oops. Sorry.”

Virgil sighed, “it’s fine.” Virgil unfortunately had to explain to Remus that sides can’t fuse. But Roman encouraged the two of them to design a fictional fusion.

So Virgil got out a blank piece of paper and drew an outline for Remus to color it in with purple and green. It actually didn’t look half bad for an eight year old.

They were now ‘intruxity.’ No one can stop them now!

Except of course the caregivers who told them they had to put away their stuff and go to bed.Never underestimate the amazing power of the caregivers.

Notes: Teen!Virgil with little!Remus was surprisingly so fun to write! I’d like to write these two again. If anyone has any more requests with Virgil and Remus, I’d be more than willing. Maybe Virgil will be more...nurturing next time? Like an actual caregiver? Or maybe we’ll go even angstier? If that’s possible. Who knows. 😅 hopefully you liked it. Anyway I’m going to get back in my own fort and watch Steven universe. Byeeeeee!

[littleviolence2016]

Hey Nintendogs Fans!

There's this app on the play store called MyDog that is basically the same thing (with original stuff ofc)

idk if its on the app store i haven't checked yet ill update here when i check tomorrow but ive been playing for an hour & i rly like it

these r my dogs so fat their names r Buppy (blonde one) & Mabel (ginger & white one)

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[logical-little-lies]

Agere!AU-SanderSides

Hi! I know there are many age regression theme sanderside things, and decided to make a blog with my own. In this au, all the sides regress, for different reasons, to different ages, and have different caregivers.

This blog will be based around headcannons and different things that happen, and the first stories/posts will be about the sides finding out about each others age regression. But, here’s some basics about each sides agere:

Virgil

Primary Cg: Roman, at first he’s very independent, but starts to trust Roman to take care of him more and more. 

Little Ages:1-5, he is VERY shy about regressing younger.

Roman

Primary Cg: Virgil, Roman is mostly independent but he needs discipline a lot.

Little Ages:5-8, he’s an older kid that prefers not to listen to whoever is caring for him.

Logan

Primary Cg: Patton, you’d expect Logic to be the most “grown up” out of the regressors, but he actually needed guidance and lots of care when little.

Little Ages: 2-5, usually resides at four, always asking questions.

Patton

Primary Cg: Logan, literally the most dependant and littlest of the four.

Little Ages: 1-3

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I don’t know if I plan to include Deceit or Remus yet, I don’t know how to write their characters that well. So let me practice with these four, and maybe I’ll let them into the story eventually!!

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Regressed!Remus: *sneaks into Janus's room to snuggle while Jan is asleep.*

Janus: *slightly awake* Remus? Why are you in my room?

Regressed!Remus: "Got scared and wanted cuddle Moddy."

Janus: "oh my little octopus. Okay baby we can cuddle as long as you try to sleep for me." *gives him a soft little head kiss.*

Regressed!Remus: "otay moddy. I sleeps"

Janus: "Thank you sm- wait how did you get into my room? The door was locked?"

Regressed!Remus: "magic"

Janus:....

Regressed!Remus:......

Regressed!Remus: "Lockpicks are magical"

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Tw/mentions of k!nk people breaking dnis like they always do..

Hi! Hello!

Listen

I understand that some of you guys have things you like.....

Icky things which is totally fine.

Then some of you like abuse and putting it up on. A pedestal and making it 'cool'

Thats horriable and disgusting, but I can't control you.

Now when you take someone writing about a thing that happens because of mental disorders and trauma, then reblog and interact with it because 'aww puppy so cuties wanna starve and abuse him cause cuties cute! Heheh' then that's pretty fucked up and really makes you sort of a pedo. So.

I hope the people who have done that, face something horriable and painful. Soon.

This fandom is decent at understanding that not everything has to be for some twisted fantasy, and that sfw places aren't just eye candy for ns fw people to gobble up because they find it fun.

But there are still a loooot of problems.

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Can have cg sides hcs? Even th dark ones plz an thanks u

Ackkkkkk i forgot to post this but,

Yeah! I would love to share some headcannons! I already have a lot for Janus just because I have written them as a cg, so I hope these are good!

Janus:

• Janus is wonderful at helping smalls when they need to be distracted from icky thoughts.

• They have many textured baby and kid toys for the smol to choose from.

• They aren't a very strict cg but they do use the techniques of gentle parenting with the smol they're looking after.

• They're the go to side when it comes to a smol having a meltdown or tantrum. They're reassure them that what they feeling is valid and calmly talk to them about whats wrong and options they could choose to feel better or could use to get their emotions out.

• They tend to be able to find loops holes in the rules depending on specific scenarios that they would happily use to be able to sneak the smol a secret cookie or candy.

• When its time for a smol to go to bed they either team up with Roman to tell a nice bedtime story, full of voices and soft things. Or teaming up with Patton to gently rock and hum smols to bed.

• Normally they don't like having their scales touched, but if its for a smol, they tend to let that slide and let any smols use the textures to stim.

• They don't change their sarcastic sassy attitude when they're helping a smol. They don't do the whole baby talking either. They don't enjoy treating a smol like they don't know how to do anything.

• They'll keep an eye on the smol and ask them if they need help or if they would like some help. Reassuringly them that if they do, they would be happy to help and that its okay.

• If the smol their watching does something on their own, you can bet Janus is proud of them.

• "Oh my, you did all this yourself? Well you did a wonderful job on it!"

• They enjoy being a cg in the same way someone would regress to get a break from the big world.

• They can also make sure a smol is taking care of themself

Patton:

• Patton is without a doubt a very snuggly and excited cg.

• They love baking for and with their smol!

• They absolutely let whatever smolntheir watching that they can link the batter off the spoon (much to logans dismay)

• They hold the smols hands and help them mix batter or cutting out cookie shapes!

• If its a bigger smol, they'll let you crack an egg and throw it away all by yourself!

• Patton falls into baby talking a lot whenever their watching a smol.

• Baby talking, plus helping the smol with most things.

• They tend to assume that the smol will need help with most things, and its almost second nature for them to help with everything.

• Patton is pretty good at watching younger smols. Older smalls tend to be harder for them to help, since they tend to want to do a lot of things theirself, but they tries their best.

• They love taking their smol kiddo outside to play.

• Having picnics and going to the park is one of their favorite activities! And they'll pack the smols favorite picnic safe food!

• Loves trying out cute pintrest food trends. And packing the smols lunch in cute themed lunch boxes.

Logan:

• Surprisingly Logan helps Patton a lot with making food, and making it look really nice.

• Their logic states that a smol will be more inclined to eat their food, including veggies and the sorts, if it looks nice.

• Maybe a unicorn themed lunch will get a smol to eat their carrots. Or a sky themed one will get thoes mash potatoes off their plate.

• Logan has done quite a lot of research on this topic, especially if it due to helping the smol.

• For every smol they know, they plan/analyze/ and write down atleast five different lunch options and themes that would work the best based on the smols pallet and what they like.

• Of course this all also means they expect the smol to eat all their veggies and if you don't eat them you don't get dessert.

• Using the excuse of not liking the veggies seems impossible as well since each meal is catered to the person.

• They create schedules for the smol to follow, filled with times to eat, sleep, play, and even watch cartoons.

• They tend to be rather stuck on what they shedual is and won't take a straight up no when they say its bed time.

• Of course communicating and making sure there isn't any other reason or deeper meaning to the smol not wanting to do something they should is something they try to figure out first.

• They love watching documentaries with the smol!

• Especially ones about space, the ocean, or how something is made.

• They have many worksheets, learning games, and puzzles for the smol to work through with them if they would like.

Remus:

• Another carer/baby sitter that loves puzzles is our favorite wacky ratboi.

• Surprisingly, seeing a smol is almost an instantaneous flip to them.

• While they're basically the same wacky fun uncle as normal, they know how unpleasant icky phrases or words can be when a safe space like this is involved.

• Its also nice for them because their brain sort of does it automatically, so its a well wanted break from all their intrusive thoughts.

• They will actively find every way they can to break the rules with a smol.

• Whether that be skipping bedtime, eating icecream for breakfast, eating so much candy.

• In their mind 'chaos needs to be chaos, and I rather the smol chaos happen around me so I can make sure the chaos doesn't hurt anyone'

• They don't mind letting the smol put glitter or whatever in their mustache.

• They work well with older smols who can jump around and do a lot of things with supervision.

• Watching horror movies or scary ghost shows is something they're happy to watch with the smol! (As long as the smol wants)

• They'll sneak any veggies you don't want off your plate and eat them for you.

• Mixing everytype of icecream sounds like a good idea right?

• 10000 percent make 'magical potions' with you with all the shampoo and soaps.

• Pranks galore

Roman:

• When the smol isn't causing chaos or watching cartoons, Roman will make sure the smol feels like a royal.

• That includes dressing up, makeup, hair, and going on adventures!

• They love setting up little quest for the smol to go on and solve.

• Helping them defeat dragons, monsters, and all kinds of things!

• They work better with older smols but can watch a younger smol and be their princely knight to protect the baby royal!

• They like going outside and letting the smol explore with them.

• Sometimes in the woods looking for cool sticks and rocks to bring home and let Logan look over.

• Other times going on the nature trail at the park and saying its a serious quest.

• They don't activatively try to break the rules with the smol like Remus. They more so simply forget that they're are rules and things like bedtime for the smol.

• Arts and crafts are another fun thing they're good at with the smol. They have so many coloring books and craft supplies.

• Pretty much prepared for simple coloring, all the way to paper mache.

• Whenever a smol is afraid of something, they try to 'defeat it' whether its needing to spar and imaginary monster in the closet and sending them back home, or vanquishing the horrible spider by taking it away to a safe place.

• They sing songs and lullabies to help the smol calm down or sleep.

• Disney move marathons galore.

• So many spinny hugs.

Virgil

• Virgil is the best with younger smols.

• They're less likely to wander away when they're not looking.

• Easier to help them when they need help

• They don't tend to want to do things by themselves. Which is good for them because just sitting there isn't good for their nerves.

• They tend to stay close by.

• Virgil is better with younger smols because they find them easier to watch in general.

• Its also a good time to wind down and focus on someone that isn't themself.

• They always have baby wipes and bandaids on hand.

• Isn't really the one for baby talking with a smol.

• They're really good with sounds and making sure the smol isn't overwhelmed by loudness or things being too quiet.

• Lives for creepy crawlies and Halloween things with their smol.

• Binge watching Tim Burton movies while eating rice crispies.

• Let's the smol cuddle up into their arms and sleep whenever they want.

• On occasion will let the smol wear their jacket.

• Is extremely careful when it comes to food and making sure the smol doesn't get hurt.

• Whenever the smol is scared they either call Roman to come be the knight or helps them feel safe by promising their fear is valid but they're safe. Virgil knows a lot about danger and scary things so they gotta know something about the scary thing

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Title: I'm not icky 

Description: Remus is an age and pet regressor, but because of his intrusive thoughts, icky things commonly fill his head and make him think he's not a regressor. 

In this, Janus aka his Moddy ends up slowly helping the smol away from the intrusive thoughts.

Not exactly a series in order but I will be doing more with this same concept.

Universe info: Human Au

                       Janus is a wonderful enby with 

                    vitiligo that uses they/them

                        Remus is trans masc, and 

                    uses he/him

         This stuff doesn't come up really but I 

             enjoy this info.

Word count: 1,404

Tw: mentions of k!nk things, intrusive thoughts, impure regression

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Thoughts that held themselves like a dark gooey slime squirmed all throughout his head. Squishy squishy squishy icky thoughts. Black tar that covered and stuck to everything he did. All his movements, all his thoughts, every breath that left his lips. 'Lips that he could be using to-' no no no no! The green haired boy covered his ears. As if that would stop the rampant icky thoughts and ideas that ran through his head. Even though it wouldn't logically, it was all the little Duke could think about doing. Even if this had happened over and over when he had regressed. Whether that was involuntary or voluntary, nine times out of ten his intrusive thoughts would get increasingly louder and more on the adult icky side.

He didn't mind thoughts about blood or gore, that was just simple things. Those things just didn't bother him usually, even when he regressed. More dramatically violent thoughts for some reason just didn't seem so destructive to his mental state. It didn't haunt him or tear him apart like the gooey thoughts. The black icky darkness that he always had a hard time escaping. He had gotten quite sick before due to the thoughts filling his brain. Or even sometimes pushing him out of regression so he could do other icky things.

A sob escaped his mouth as he started to pull at his green and silver hair. As if yanking on it would pull away the icky sort of thoughts out. What if he was faking being a regressor? What if he wasn't a regressor and..and he was one of those icky kinds of littles? What if, that's what he was doing! He didn't like these thoughts...but but if he was having these kind of thoughts then that must be it! That must be-

"Remus?" A voice spoke from the entrance of his bedroom doorway. A figure dressed in what can be described as a casual Gothic ouji look stood at the door. Having easily been able to pick up on the crying from the other room. Either someone had stubbed their toe, which they totally wouldn't have laughed at them for, or something had happened to a regressed Remus. Re regressing alone was usually a recipe for disaster for multiple reasons. Sometimes it was a plotting smol causing chaos. A tiny octo tearing up something that he wasn't supposed to. Or in this case, overwhelming unwanted thoughts.

The smol one in question quickly started to rub his eyes of all the tears that were blurring his vision. His knees brought up to his chest as he had stuffed himself in the corner of his bedroom. Hoping he would have been able to make himself tiny and hide from these icky thoughts. But it seemed that the thoughts were too good at hide and seek and found him everytime he tried to hide! "I-tried to h-hide cause cause. Hnng im just Icky!" Remus tried to explain before he ended up in even more tears from before.

"You are not icky my little Morningstar." Janus was quick but soft to assure the crying baby. Their 'carer mode' quickly kicking in at seeing the small one cry over his own thoughts. Gently but quickly moving over to the regressed one on the floor. Not wanting to add to the overwhelming feeling Remus was feeling, but knowing he needed to be close enough to the smol to help them. 

"Those thoughts in your head do not make you icky. Moddy knows that it isn't fun at all to have all those things in your head, but that doesn't make you icky." They kept  their voice soft and steady as they spoke. Carefully holding out gloved hands for the other to take if he wanted to. 

"F-feels icky icky icky." Remus sniffled trying to look up at the big person without tears blocking his vision. "Don't don't wanna be icky! I'm already icky when not a baby! I don't wanna be icky baby too!" His emotions shifted between self anger, fear, and sadness. He was scared of all these thoughts he felt in his head. Sad that his smolspace was tainted by icky things and emotions he couldn't control. Angry at himself and the universe for not letting him have something that wasn't icky. 

"Baby you are not always icky, you're just very open and extra." Janus did agree that Remus tended to be rather talkative about that sort of stuff when he was in his big headspace, but they didn't consider it any different from his brother going on and on about romantic things. That and saying anything about the other being icky right now wouldn't help the situation right now.

The smol one gently reached out with one of his hands to touch the soft gloves that Jan always wore. Feeling the comforting texture that he liked to feel. It was smooth and soft against his hand, not a texture he touched the most often but still one that he really liked. It usually meant he was safe and things would be okay. It's a texture he associated with moddy a lot since they always wore gloves. Touching things with their actual hands could become too much for them a lot of the time. So a lot of the time they wore gloves over their hands to keep them away from touching anything bad. 

"Is there anything Moddy can do to help their very not icky Morningstar?" Janus asked as Remus started to get more and more distracted by feeling their gloves, textures always seemed to be an easy place to start getting them away from unwanted sort of thoughts. Textures simply had a way of conveying messages and feelings that words couldn't. Of course unwanted textures weren't good to feel, but figuring out textures that the little ones liked wasn't too hard to figure out after a while. This baby certainly liked the material their gloves were made of. 

"Would you like moddy to hold you?" That question seemed to pull Remus out of feeling the fabric of the gloves, instantly making grabby hands up at Janus with wide eyes. It was as if the other had said some sort of magic sentence. Like when you asked a dog if they wanted to go on walkies. Which is something that happened commonly when Roman happened to be in animal space. Unless you wanted him to have zoomies inside. Which rarely ended well.

"Uppies! Up up!!" 

Janus couldn't help but chuckle softly at the small baby demanding uppies with an adorable little bounce. "Well how can I say no to such an adorable and valid baby boy, hm?" Carefully picking up the little one in their arms. Not wanting to accidentally drop him, in moments they were rather thankful that Remus was relatively short and small compared to them. Otherwise he wasn't sure he would be able to pick the other up. 

Remus gave a happy giggle as he was picked up, grabbing onto moddy's caplet once he was picked up. This was another texture he really liked to feel. Moddy really had the best touchy feely stuff. It made his fingers feel nice and happy! Like they were dancing to a really awesome song! "Touchy touchy touch touch!"  He made another happy giggle as moddy messed around with his hair the way he liked. And...liking his hair being played with was okay! It wasn't icky! "No icky icky." He smiled proudly at being able to say it wasn't icky without anyone else having to say it. Usually he needed help but this time he did it himself!

"Thats very very true baby, not icky at all. Very good little one." Janus said with a smile at the regressed baby in their arms coming to the conclusion by himself. There was still a long way to go before Remus was fully able to get through the intrusive thoughts, but every pinch of progress was a success. It was slow yes, but that was okay. It was much better than the other being stuck in these thoughts or stuck in the horrible things of the past. "I'm very proud of you, now how about we go watch some cartoons in moddy's room?"

"Mhm mhm mhm! Wanna watch the one with the monsters at the school!"

"Oh really? Well I think that sounds like a plan then."

[oneanxiousmess]

CG!Virgil Little!Janus

Story Summery: Virgil Finds out that Janus regresses. - - TW: panic attacks, crying. (Let me know if I should add more)

-——————

Janus and Virgil were close once.

They could never truly get along, but they were close enough to where they could tolerate each other. Close enough that being around each other and helping each other out wasn’t so much chore but was a normal thing.

Things changed when Virgil left the dark side.

But when Virgil saw Janus crying on the kitchen floor having a panic attack, he forgot all their problems even existed. He couldn’t just leave Janus alone.

Virgil knows what it’s like to deal with a panic attack alone. And it sucks. A lot.

“Janus?”Virgil asks staring at the side who was hugging himself. “Are you ok?”

Janus doesn’t answer, just continues to cry.

He was shaking and clearly struggling with his breathing.

Virgil He got down on the floor next to him, hoping he could figure out how to do this as well as Logan does. “Janus, buddy? Can you hear me?”

Again, nothing. He stared at Virgil which seemed to make things worse. He buried his face in his knees which he pulled closer to his chest.

Virgil took a deep breath. “Put your hand on your knee if you can hear me.”

He does. Almost aggressively. Still not truly acknowledging Him.

“Alright, it’s going to be ok. I know this feels bad but I promise this won’t last forever, you’ll get through this.”

Janus took his hand.

“I’m here, I’m not leaving.”

He starts calming down a little.

“Breathe with me Jan, follow my breathing: in for four seconds.”

Janus inhales, still shaking

“Release for seven seconds.”

Janus does.

“And inhale for eight seconds.”

They continue this until Janus is calm enough to sit up.

“I’m sorry,”he says, tears still stained on his face.

“You have nothing to be sorry about.” He says, grabbing a glass of water for Janus to drink.

He mumbles a quiet ‘thank you’ and drinks it all.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Janus shook his head.

“That’s ok, would you like me to stay with you?”He asked.

Janus made grabby hands at Virgil.

“What are you doing?”Virgil asked nervously.

Janus paused, then he put his arms down. “noffin.”He mumbled.

Then it hit him. “Janus, are you?...are you little?”He asked.

Janus buried his face in his knees again.

“No no no, it’s ok, you’re ok. It’s ok.” He says in attempt to soothe the little. “You just surprised me, that’s all.” He had no idea janus regressed. He knew some of the sides did, but he’d never guess Janus.

Janus sniffs. And he nods.

Virgil brushes the loose hair from Janus face, “you’ve had a long hard day today, haven’t you, kid?”

Janus nods. “Is hawd. Takin’ care of everybody.”

Virgil nods. “Are you ready to go back to bed?”He asked.

“I-“He hiccuped.

Virgil handed him another glass of water. “What is it, Jan?”

Janus drank it, but he still struggled to say how he felt. “I don’...I don’ wan a be ‘lone.”

Virgil nods, “alright. Well, let’s get you back to bed, and I’ll stay with you as long as you need me too. I can read to you, or I can sit with you until you fall asleep, or we can even cuddle if you want.”

Janus thought about it. “Cuddle?”

Virgil smiled, “yeah, only if you want.”

“But I fought...”

“What?”Virgil was starting to worry again but managed to keep himself calm for Janus’ sake.

“I fought you hate me...”Janus said in a whisper as if he was scared of what Virgil might say.

Vigil sighed. “I don’t hate you...”

Janus looked away from him.

“I promise I don’t. I know I haven’t acted like it but- ok. Listen, we do need to talk about some stuff, but this conversation is for a much bigger, much calmer Janus. After plenty of self care, which includes sleep. Ok?”

Janus nodded.

“You did so good communicating with me, you know that?”

Janus smiled and wiped the tears from his face. “We still cuddle?”

“Of course we can. But first, how about a hug?”Virgil asked.

Janus smiled and wrapped his arms around him. “Tank you, Vee.”

Virgil smiled. Maybe they never acted like they liked each other, but maybe they actually were close once. It felt good to hug his friend again. “You too, Jan.”

[smolsidesandco]

Tw/mentions of hate comments, taking a break stuff, i link a trauma/venty blog at the end.

You guys did it.

You guys....

You took away my ability to send messages.

Wjsjsjsj

/lh

It can still send messages, the sendy thing just doesn't appear.

I'm going to take a bit of a break i think, away from this blog and let things cool down. (We talked about stuff and everything seems chill.)

But I wanna make sure I can use the blog without a hate comment or people reblogging the old string of miscommunication. Because with that continually circling, there's probably gonna be more messages and anons.

Anyway, don't send hate to the other person involved in this, they're a good person. And please just don't send me more death threats. Djdjdj

I did earn one friend out of this tho, so I suposse this has a good part to it!

Take care everyone! /gen

And k!nk blogs? Dni.

Gorey/traumacore blogs? You can like and stuff but don't reblog please. (I post traumacore/ventcore relating to my bad experiences and trauma from toxic 'cgs' on @oh-hes-so-shattered and I never crosstage with agere on that. But if you wanna follow something or whatever like that, go follow that! As long as your blog is sfw.)

[oneanxiousmess]

Little!Logan CG!Remy

Request by: Remy_is_my_sunshine_child - Logan’s overworking himself again. During one of his all-nighters, he accidentally summons Remy out of sleep deprivation. Remy knows exactly how to get him to be little. - -Takes place Sometime after: ‘Working through intrusive thoughts.’ - Spoiler alert for Pete the cat out of this world

-—

Logan was overwhelmed. He had a lot of work to do, and not a lot of time to do it.

Why did Thomas have to be so unpredictable? Why can’t he follow a simple schedule? A schedule he worked so hard to come up with.

He was supposed to stop and get some sleep at ten. But he knew he wouldn’t be able to with everything going on.

Logan knew deep down he needed sleep, he wished he could have some sleep but he needed to get this done, nothing was going to stop him.

“Hey gurl. What’s up?”

“Remy?”Logan asked looking up from his work for the first time that night, “what are you doing here?”

“Uhm, you summoned me here.”he says before taking a sip of his drink. “Obvy, why else would I even be here? Like, come on.”

Logan thought about it for a moment. “Oh. I apologize, Remy. That was not my intention.”

Remy raised an eyebrow, something was wrong. Remy put his cup down and sat next to Logan, “whatcha doing up this late, cupcake?”

“I’m working,”he says. “Wait, what time is it?”

“It’s...late, babe. How long have you been here?”

“I don’t know.”

“How much sleep did you get last night?”

“I don’t know.”

“How much water have you had?”

“Remy...”

“And when was the last time you regressed?”

“I don’t know!”Logan yelled, “I don’t know! I don’t have time for-for...that or anything else. I need to get this done, I need to think of a new schedule that can accommodate Thomas, I need to update our calendar for his social engagements with Niko, I need-“

Remy took his hand, which caught him off guard. “I think you just need to let yourself be little right now.”

Logan pulled his hand away. “No, I’m fine. I don’t need to regress.”

“Really?”Remy asked sarcastically.

“Indeed, really. I am not regressed, nor do I desire to be.”

Remy smirked, “you’re using big words to stop yourself from regressing, aren’t you?”

Logan hesitates, “...Nonsense.”

Remy sighs, Logan is adorable. And incredibly stubborn. Luckily a caregiver knows just how to get their little to regress.

“So you don’t want to regress?”

Logan sighed. “No, I don’t.”

“You don’t want to get changed out of those uncomfortable clothes and get into your soft space pajamas? Then get snuggled up in your super warm, super cool, ultra soft bed?”He asked.

“Negative.”

“And you don’t want me to read you a bedtime story?“

“No.”

“Not even ‘Pete the cat out of this world’?” He asks, holding up little Logan’s new favorite book as if it was the coolest thing ever.

“Pete the cat?”Logan asked, sounding smaller.

“That’s right.”

“Highly illogical, Félicette is the only cat to ever survive going to space. Sorry to inform you but If this were realistic, Pete would not have made it back. Especially when he got lost.”

Remy gasped, “how dare you! Pete is a whimsical cat with the free will and the ability to believe in himself. How dare you bring that up right now!”

Logan shook his head. “Remy your clever tricks won’t work on me. I care much more about this than I do...”

“You want to cuddle?”Remy asked, interrupting.

“...cuddle?”Logan asked.

Remy nodded. “Yup. We can cuddle and take a nap.”

“No, I do not want to cuddle.” He said trying to keep his mind big and on task. Why does Remy have to care so much about him?

Alright, enough is enough. If that’s not gonna work, nothing else is. Time to use the caregiver voice. “Yes, you do, Logan. I am putting my foot down, you need sleep. Real sleep. Go to bed.” Remy says.

“You can’t use your caregiver voice when I’m not littles’. Da-that’s against da- I mean the rules!” Logan shouted, getting even more frustrated.

Remy crosses his arms. “It’s also against the rules to fight your regression, babe.”

Logan sighed, “I haves work a’ do.”

Remy closes Logan's laptop. “No, that’s for big kids. Come on, babe.”

Logan whines and hides his face.

“I know babe, I know. Come on.” Remy holds out his hands to Logan. The little hugged him tight and cried on his shoulder. “Shh, It’s ok.”

Remy lifted the little up and carried him over to the bed and sat down. Logan held onto Remy's shoulder as if he was worried if he didn’t, Remy might leave.

Remy gently rocked Logan back and forth to try and soothe him, “it’s ok, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

Once Logan was more calm Remy set him on the bed right next to him so they could talk.

“What’s going on, babe?”Remy asked, rubbing Logan’s head, “why the tears?”

“You no listen, Thomas no listen...”he talked as if there was going to be a list but he didn’t continue.

Remy sighed, “I’m sorry, babe. I’m just trying to make sure you don’t overwork yourself. That’s my job as caregiver.”

Logan continued to cry while holding onto Remy again. Remy pulled him back on his lap and tried his best to comfort the boy again. “It’s ok,”He says, “it’s gonna be ok.”

“I try,”he cries, “so ha’wd!”

“I know.”

“It n’ever enough! Ever!”

“Indoor voice please, Chickadee.”

Logan lowers his voice, “why don’t he listen, E’my?”he asked.

“I don’t know...”he says. “I’m really sorry this is happening, babe. I wish I could take this from you.” And honestly it was true, nothing hurt Logan more than feeling ignored. No wonder he’s been so overwhelmed. Thomas should know better by now.

“Listen, I’m sorry I broke the rules earlier, bud.”

Logan nods, “me too. Mad at me?”He asked.

“At you? Never in a million billion years.”

Logan smiled. “That a lotta years.”

“But, we do need to have a serious conversation about taking care of yourself better, which includes regression. Ok?”

Logan nodded, “ok.”

“Alright, I want you to know that you’re so important to me. You are loved and you are wanted, and you are needed by everyone else here. We’ll have a serious talk with Thomas tomorrow morning together. How does that sound?”

“R’ally?”Logan asked.

“Of course, I love you so much. I would only ever tell you the truth.”

Logan nods, tears still in his eyes. “Thanks, Emy...”He hugs Remy again and Remy cradles him in his arms.

“I love you so much, baby. Don’t ever forget that,”he kisses Logan’s forehead one last time before realizing the time again. “So, Pete the cat?”he asked.

Logan nodded excitedly as he snuggled up next to him.

Logan didn’t worry any more about work that night.

Thomas would understand.

Besides, if Pete can believe in himself, so can Logan. Right?

Remy would know better, he’s the caregiver after all.

They know best...

——-

Notes: Alright, Logan got up again at 5:00 AM and Remy caught him, so he took and hid Logan’s laptop. He still won’t give it back.

[smolsidesandco]

I write alot of baby Logan with autistic traits- he's a fussy baby when it comes to texture but Momceit usually notices when he dislikes the texture of something purely cause Logan gets pouty and upset

That so cutttee

I see Momceit as being very texture based themself, gloves and all, so they're really good at figuring out what textures the babies like and what textures they don't. That includes making sure to have things in textures that the lil bub would like so he could very happily stim with them without worry.

I haven't done much with smol Logan, but I figure he's a baby that really likes puzzles, games, and educational cartoon shows. Which leads to a smol Lo rambling excitedly about a topic with happy hands and momceit acting appropriately shocked and intrigued by whatever the little one is saying. Because they know its really important to him.

[babsides]

Nightmares and babies

Patton had fallen asleep on Logan curled up into a ball as Logan was stroking his hair. Patton as most the sides did found comfort with Logan and often went to him to destress. Patton did it the most though but Logan didn't mind. Patton was a sweetheart no matter what. Logan was reading with one hand the other in Patton’s hair when he felt Patton start to stir. He sets the book down and watches the sleeping form expectantly. What Logan hadn't expected was the little whine that came from Patton who started shaking slightly. 

“Patton?” shaking him got another whine but also an eye flutter. Patton's eyes opened showing scared baby blues. It took one look at Logan for Patton to break down and start sobbing.

“Lala scared” and with that nickname, Logan knew that Patton had one regressed and two had a nightmare. 

“Oh, baby cat it's alright. Lala has you baby” Holding the scared side closer Logan snapped his fingers and put Patton in more comfortable clothes. 

“Mons-monster eated you” he was calming down at least somewhat. He still had tears trailing his cheeks but he was only sniffling now. 

“I'm right here its okay baby. See I'm here I’m real. You had a nightmare is all. The scary monster won't get you my little kitten.” Logan stroked his hair with one hand and wiped away the remaining tears with the other. 

“Pomise?” Patton put out his pinky and Logan linked it with his own. Patton's words tended to lose letters when he was regressed. 

“I promise baby bun.” Patton smiles at the nickname and points to the kitchen.

“Sna?” 

“Yeah baby lets get you snacks and you kitty sippy okay?” Patton nods happily and makes grabby hands. Logan of course being a sucker for Patton being baby picks him up and stands holding him on his hip. “You're lucky you're cute sweetheart.” Patton giggles as Logan walks to the kitchen to get Patton his snack and sippy cup.

[babsides]

Patton agere. I maybe bad at editing but I ain't stopping.