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#thanku friends!!! #reblog

[lavenderplushie]

I don’t do this very often but I am going to be moving houses at the start of June, so I’m looking to make a little extra money, I’m opening up $5 doodle commissions. And am open to discussing proper art commissions as well, but those would be a minimum of $25 and would increase depending on the piece. Doodles and regular commissions are welcome to be agere but do not have to be.

Venmo: spike_attack

Some doodle examples:

Examples of some of my other art under the cut for those interested

#reblog #art #boost

[lavenderplushie]

I saw u made a small fic for Cg Caduceus Clay, could I please get some of Cg Percival de Rolo? (Or a moodboard, whatever is easiest!)

Tysm!!

- @thetinyblossom 🌸

you absolutely can, my dear!

this one inspired more of a list than a storyline. hope you enjoy! 💙

• percy is a frequent caregiver along with pike. there’s just something very fatherly about him. his stoic nature may come off as cold to some, but to you it feels comforting and stable.

• you’ll often end up tinkering in the workshop together. he’s at his desk with a relatively tame project while you’re at his side, working away!

• sometimes you’re helping him, handing him things. other times you’re in your own little area messing around with some wooden blocks, carefully shaped tools, and scraps of things for you to play with

• “down to the workshop today, are we? alright. lets grab a snack first, dear.”

• percy has some bins of different scraps for you. wood, metal, herbs— whatever your little heart desires to create with. under careful supervision, of course

• he always fosters your curiosity. you’re his little tinkerer. he adores watching you indulge in your instincts to just MAKE something.

• when you show him what you’ve made, he always pays close attention. “i see. and what is this bit here, dear heart?”

• with you around, he’s better at self care. it’s easier when he has you to take care of! he is always diligent about making sure you’re comfortable.

• “i think a break is in order with all this hard work. snack time it is! come, now, you can even pick out some juice.”

• he also loves helping out when you’re feeling inquisitive! if he doesn’t know the answer, he’ll try his best to find out. “mm, i don’t quite know that one. im sure we have a book on it somewhere. lets take a look together, shall we?”

• caregiving is healing for him, too. sometimes he will indulge in things from his own childhood. making toys, certain snacks, even reading you bedtime stories from memory or making up his own. he loves keeping his family’s memory alive through his own little one.

• he would also absolutely approach you outside of regression to discuss things about it. he must know how best to take care of you in any state of mind!

• percy will occasionally regress himself. this doesn’t usually happen at the same time, especially since his regression is quite uncommon. but when he does, vex is more than happy to take care of you both! (and the others, too, but usually vex— she’s a little protective)

#bittybites #sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw agedre #sfw age dreaming #agere tlovm #agere vox machina #agere percy de rolo #fandom #caregiver percy de rolo #agere fic #agere percival de rolo #agere the legend of vox machina #agere critical role #fandom caregiver #sfw caregiver #lovebugs #inbox #requests #thetinyblossom #agere fandom fic #agere critrole

[lavenderplushie]

Hiii could I please have a moodboard of Percival de Rolo (Vox Machina) as a cg? If not, then could I have a Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid) themed one? Thank you!

- @thetinyblossom 🌸

Hope this is good! He’d tell the best science fun facts 💙🩵

#reblog

[lavenderplushie]

Game time!

Let me know your options! It's okay if there's more than one as well!

Sfw interactions only!

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[lavenderplushie]

cg! percy & vex'ahlia requested by the ever adorable @thetinyblossom, i hope these can give you some comfort sweetpea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

#reblog

[lavenderplushie]

dick grayson (+ any of the other batfam if u want !!!) with 5, 6, 10, 11!!

hii yay!! sorry in advance bc i feel like all dc agere headcanons get kinda ooc just by nature of them being from a vigilante/crime-fighting genre but that won’t stop me from projecting on my faves hehehe

5. do they ever find themselves only regressing partially, or do they fully drop when they regress?

i think dick (and probably most other heroes tbh) would have a hard time turning off the part of his brain that’s trained to always be analyzing his surroundings and prepared for danger, so i think he’d usually only partly regress! but maybe when he has someone he really trusts around to watch him and do the “looking out for danger” stuff for him, he’d be able to relax into it more :]

6. are they a stuffie or a blankie kid? both? neither?

stuffie kid!!! in my head he has a big plush that looks just like zitka, the elephant he grew up with in the circus his family performed in, and he carries it around with him all the time when he’s small :D if i recall correctly his zitka plush is actually canon in a few comics? but i can’t remember which ones off the top of my head to find a pic or anything oops

10. do they have any regression gear (teethers, pacifiers, diapers, specific toys or outfits, etc.)? do they try to hide it from friends/family?

i think he’d have a few things, probably mostly toys and some comfier clothes, stuff that’s easier to explain if found bc everyone in his family is extremely prone to snooping haha. hiding it completely is probably a lost cause for that reason, but i don’t think he’d willingly tell many people about it. to me he seems like a pretty private person despite how charismatic and friendly he can be :]

11. do they fall into any 'regressor stereotypes' (baby talk, loving disney movies, liking pastels, etc.), or do they diverge from the 'norm' (liking horror media, regressing to an older age, etc.)?

hmm i picture him usually regressing to a slightly older age than toddler? like 4-7ish maybe, idk if that really counts as “older” :P i think he would enjoy disney movies and cartoons and such, but i don’t really picture him baby talking, more along the lines of being a big chatterbox and talking a mile a minute about everything that pops into his head! his tendency to do flips and walk around on his hands and climb up to perch on top of anything and everything is probably a bit out of the norm haha. he just has a LOT of energy when he’s regressed and his unique skill set makes him a bit of a nightmare to babysit :P

tysm for the ask!! :D

#reblog #fandom #dc #batfam #dick grayson

[lavenderplushie]

dick grayson agere moodboard ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°

i first saw dick on the teen titans from 2003 so i imagine his regression is very early 2000s nostalgia !! he loves the kids section of b&n and going to bab 🧃

#reblog #moodboard #dick grayson #fandom #dc #batfamily

[lavenderplushie]

cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight

a batfamily agere fic! 2.7k words, fluff! warnings for mentions of nightmares and fear toxin, never goes in depth!

hello!! ive been super inactive as of late for a multitude of reasons, but mostly bc ive gone back into spy mode of having an online existence lol enjoy the fic! (better to read on ao3 imo!) lmk if i need to add any warnings!

pinterest photo links 1 2 3, title from this must be the place by talking heads!!

First it was Tim.

He had been taken off duty mid-patrol after a dose of fear toxin had been administered to him and possibly Jason. Even though he argued that he was fine, he took an antidote, and they should be more worried about Jason, Bruce persisted until Tim resigned for the night and retreated back to the cave.

He would never admit that his hands trembled with the scenes flashing in his mind on the back of his eyes each time he blinked for a second. 

He would never admit that the hug he received from Alfred upon arriving made him tear up underneath the mask.

He would never admit that in the middle of the night, the lonely openness of the room and the creak in the hallway floorboards began to scare him enough to not sleep, prompting him to go to Bruce’s room because Bruce’s room was safe. Because Bruce was safe.

Bruce squinted in the darkness of his room when a weight dipped his mattress, beginning to sit up to ask what was wrong or if someone was hurt, but soon settled back down when he saw a teary eyed Tim crawling into the bed with Aurora tucked between his arms in a tight hug, thinking he hadn’t woken Bruce up.

Bruce would never admit that Tim woke him up.

Next it was Damian.

He had come home later than Drake but earlier than the others for school purposes, getting enough sleep the night prior was valued for the loud and noisy classmates he had to put up with for a majority of his day, along with getting his homework done on time for the next day.

He had finished his schoolwork, freshened up, and followed his usual routine for the weekdays, ready to sleep.

Except.. something was off.

He had traced back everything he did, and everything he did was in the correct order and routine…

Oh, his pacifier was missing from his bedside table. He must have left it in father’s bedroom from the previous night.

He folded back his covers and trotted down the hall, narrowly avoiding the loud spots on the floor and opening the door to father’s room, only to see Drake and father slumbering.

He continued forward, passing the empty and inviting spot on one of father’s side to grab his pacifier and return back to his bed.

But he paused, eyes and mind darting between the open slot on the mattress and the half open door, revealing the nightlights placed throughout the hall.

Bruce would never be able to explain the selfish disappointment he felt when he heard the door close, only for a burst of joy to replace and erupt in his chest when he felt Damian snuggle against his side, the pacifier knocking against his shoulder in a rhythmic motion.

This time, it wasn’t Jason.

He had been having nightmares on repeat— as if that was new,— the way he had been carrying himself and working the past few nights had been concerning at the very least. Everyone had noticed, but didn’t bring it up, until Dick came over from Bludhaven and took him aside.

Jason had admitted to not having great sleep recently, but had argued that, once again, it wasn’t new to him. He could work it out, push through. And once the nightmares have made their run, everyone can carry on their merry way.

Of course, nothing ever worked out that way for anyone in this family.

His head felt full of just.. a feeling of disturbance, followed by the fact that he was distracted by how his left arm and right leg weren’t cooperating with him, one of scarecrow’s men had whacked him square in the head, sending him to the ground.

The rush of cold air flowing through a crack on his mask hit his face, everything felt so far away. Why does everything feel so fuzzy? Why is someone yelling in my ears? Why are there so many sounds?

The hands under his armpits dragging him from his spot on the floor cut him out of his thoughts, his eyes burning along with his lungs, the loudness in his ears was just too much. He struggled against the hands dragging him, effectively flipping on his stomach and away from the person.

He blinked heavily up at the person, his vision swimming as he squinted at them. Dick? Tim? Bruce? None of those options sounded great to deal with right now.

Next thing he knew, he was jolting awake with panic and fear seizing in his chest, an overwhelming feeling of everything crashing into his system. He wasn’t in his room, he wasn’t even in a safe house, this was the manor.

With remnants of the nightmare leaping around in the fog of his mind, he clutched the sheets closer to him as he tried to move off the bed, but his limbs didn’t want to cooperate. His knees hit the cold floor with a whimper leaving his mouth, tears filling up his eyes quickly as he sat in his own misery.

Then it was Cass.

She almost always sought someone out for cuddles during the night, regressed or not. It was comforting being wrapped up in someone’s arms, but just like tonight, sometimes it was because it just got really cold and lonely in the manor.

Tucking her big bird plush in her arms as she wrapped her fluffy blanket around her shoulders, she ventured out into the hall.

Her hand was on the handle of Bruce’s door, when something felt.. off… There was an icy ache of worry forming in her chest, something in the back of her head to look around first.

Listening to her instincts, she checks all the rooms, some of them missing their owner, making her smile knowing she’ll have more people to hug tonight.

Two rooms, side by side, had light coming from underneath the door. Dick was awake, which was no surprise seeing as he slept until five in the afternoon, but Jason being awake set off the alarms in her head.

Opening it slowly to let him know she was entering, and thankfully not receiving a request to leave, she saw Jason sitting beside his bed with his face hidden by his arms resting on his tucked up knees. The blankets tossed around and his pillow shoved between the wall and mattress. Clearly not a restful night.

She sat beside him, at a distance for his comfort, allowing him all the space and time he needs, but letting him know she was there. She would always be there for them.

“Nightmare.” Jason grumbled, his voice muffled by his position. She hummed, nodding even though she knew he couldn’t see it. She knows how terrible nightmares can be, she also knows how badly they affect everyone in the family differently. Some had gotten used to them and could shake them off easier, meanwhile others couldn’t even close their eyes without an image of the bad dream reappearing.

“It sucks and— and it’s frustrating! I know I get them, and they still get me shaken up when it happens, and it sucks!” He says, throwing his head back against the mattress, letting his arms fall to his side.

Hm, regressed.

She takes big bird from her arms and places him into Jason’s lap. If he helps her take her mind off bad things, he should help Jason do the same.

“Big bird? What am I supposed to do with it?” He wipes his nose with his sleeve with a small scowl and questioning look at the plush.

“Him.” She corrects, “Hug.”

He pauses, looking between Cass and Big bird, before picking up the stuffed animal and hugging it, releasing a breath of what seemed like relief.

“Come.” Cass says after letting Jason have a moment of peace with big bird, standing up and reaching a hand out for Jason to take.

He takes it, the two of them walking hand in hand a little further in the hallway to Bruce’s room. Jason pauses at the doorway, but Cass pats his hand, nodding with encouragement.

Cass lays with her back to Tim, scooting as close as she can to make room for Jason— though that’s not too hard with how large Bruce’s bed is. Jason shuffles hesitantly, tucking his head under Cass’s chin and allowing himself to be hugged by her, whilst hugging big bird in his arms.

She won’t be cuddled tonight, but she’s always willing to repay what the others have given her.

“G’night, love you.” He whispers to her, nuzzling further against her in search of comfort.

“Love you too.” She murmurs back, a smile etched on her face as she drifts off.

After hearing a few doors and very quiet talking, Duke decides to get up from his bed of misery.

He had tried making it more comfortable over the time he’s been here, but sometimes nothing would shake the feeling of homesickness he still felt.

Plus, that fuzzy feeling— regression, he reminds himself— keeps making it hard to do anything but lay down and cry in his own sadness, curled up with his all too cold blankets and in want of a hug.

But it’s late, everyone is probably settled back down for the night and— and he couldn’t just bother anyone for a hug anyway. He’s new to this family, the dynamic, and he just.. he didn’t slide in perfectly like a puzzle piece yet.

Sure, he was close with them and he talked to them like family, but everything was still new and he continued to find out more things. Not only about them, but himself too.

And right now, he just feels small, tired, and homesick.

Though.. Tim did tell him that if he ever felt in need of a hug, no matter the time, Bruce will always be willing to give one to him— Perks of being the new kid, Bruce couldn’t really get angry with you, Dick added. And Bruce did give some good hugs.

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

He picks himself off the bed and goes down to the end of the hall to Bruce’s door. He can hear Bruce snoring on the other side, the sound of the sheets rustling every now and then. Maybe Bruce was just an active sleeper.

He opens the door and…

Pretty much everyone is already in the bed, like a secured spot dedicated to each and every one of them. Ouch.

His bottom lip begins to wobble as his eyes well with tears. It’s not that serious, really, but seeing all the others so adjusted and comfortable to do this like it’s a routine, meanwhile he still feels like he’s intruding on everything.. It’s isolating, to say the least.

He doesn’t know how long he stands there, staring at the absolute cozy and familial scene in front of him, watching like an outsider, like it’s a paused screen.

Dick hears the door to Bruce’s door open for the umpteenth time tonight, but he never hears it close. 

Odd.

He clicks off his phone, peeking his head out quietly to investigate and Duke is standing at Bruce’s door, teary eyed, fidgeting with the frayed hoodie strings.

Alarms go off in his head immediately. Duke never seeks out Bruce in the middle of the night like this, and he certainly has never seen Duke come to anyone crying, so something must’ve happened.

He walks over, his steps unintentionally quiet until he purposefully makes a floorboard creak under his weight. Duke jumps at the noise and stares wide at Dick.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Dick whispers, bending over a little to get more eye-to-eye with Duke, reaching over to pull the bedroom door nearly closed to block the sound of them talking.

Duke glances between Dick and inside the room through the small crack, biting on his lip before shaking his head, wiping his tears away with the sleeve of his hoodie. “‘M fine.” He says wetly with a sniffle. Very convincing.

“Duke, if something is wrong, you can let me or anyone one of us know. We won’t judge you or tell another person.” He assures, trying so hard to get concern across and not worry and panic in his expressions.

Duke hesitates, “I’m jus’ not feeling good. Sad.” He says, his bottom lip quivering as more tears well up. “Jus’ wanna hug.” He says in such a pitiful way, Dick thinks his heart just got torn then ripped out of his chest.

“Oh, lightning bug, I’d be more than willing to give you a hug— any of us would be.” He says, opening his arms for Duke to crash into, to which he promptly does. Tears soak through Dick’s shirt, though he doesn’t really care at the moment because his baby brother is sad, and he can’t have that.

“Did you want a hug from Bruce?” Dick asks after a few beats, he needs to figure out why the kid was just standing there. Duke nods against his chest. “Okay, so why didn’t you go in and get one, bug?” Duke hesitates again, holding Dick tighter.

“Didn’t feel right. Everybody is asleep ‘n cozy and.. I’d just be bothering them.” Duke says, muffled against Dick’s chest. “It’s scary being the new kid.” He says, moving his head to look up at Dick with a nervous look and tears steadily streaming down his eyes.

“Duke.. bud, I know it’s scary. You could never bother us though, especially if you’re upset.” Dick says with a frown, sorrow filling his voice as he runs a hand over Duke’s head comfortingly. “How about we go in there together? If you feel uncomfortable then you can leave or hug me tighter, how does that sound?”

A small and shaky— but still!— smile breaks onto Duke's face, making Dick smile back. The two walk over next to the side Damian rests on, seeing as the other was quite packed. Dick shuffles under the covers, Damian snuffles for a few moments, both Dick and Duke freeze until he flips over and nuzzles against Dick, who just combs his fingers through his hair.

Duke shifts on his feet for a few moments, then slowly climbs next to Dick, adjusting himself comfortably under the blankets and curling around Dick, who runs a hand up and down his back.

Within moments, Dick is the only one awake, smiling to himself as he looks over all of his siblings and his dad bundled together in peace. A giddy feeling fills his chest, a childish glee tugging at his mind. He holds Damian and Duke closer as he closes his eyes, happy to be sleeping surrounded by warmth and love.

Alfred checked all of the kids' rooms after nobody showed up in the midst of his cooking— let alone once it was done. No footsteps, no laughter, no tired groans from the ones who stayed up all night.

It was suspicious.

Nevertheless, he carried onwards to Bruce’s room, opening the door quietly, ready to start the daily routine of many years, until he saw Bruce already awake, surrounded by a pile of sleeping children.

“Good morning, sir.” Alfred whispers, a smile tugging at his lips at the sight.

Bruce huffs a breath in reply as he tries to sit upwards, shushing Jason when he whines at the subtlest movements or sounds, petting down his hair.

“I believe you might be stuck on the bed for the day, Master Bruce.” He says above the children, careful not to disturb any of them. Bruce chuckles quietly, “I guess I am. Not the worst situation to be stuck in though.” He says fondly, his eyes full of admiration and love for all his kids.

“Definitely not the worst.” He agrees, moving towards the bed to readjust Bruce’s pillow, seeing as the man couldn’t really move to do it himself.

Stepping away to leave the room, he pauses at the door. “I’ll come back with breakfast, perhaps a bedroom picnic is in order.” Alfred says, a twinkle of happiness shining brightly in his eyes as he leaves.

It may be Bruce’s bedroom, but the bed certainly does not hold one owner.

#so so so cute!!! loved!! eeeek!! #reblog #fandom #dc #batfamily #fic

[lavenderplushie]

Asks about your fictional caregiver!

This is for everyone who has any type of fictional caregiver, regardless of if that's platonic, romantic, ect! Be respectful when asking and remember to send an ask to the person who you reblog this from!

I will be making a fictional regressor version soon as well!

🐶. Who are your fictional caregivers? Do you have a 'main' one?

🐳. Is there an age and/or animal you find yourself regressing to around your caregiver? Alternatively if you have multiple fictional caregivers is there a different age and/or animal you regress to around each one?

🐇. Talk about your relationship! Is it platonic, romantic, ect, what is your dynamic like?

🦖. What can your fictional caregiver do to get you into your regression headspace?

🐙. Do they have any nicknames for you? Is there meaning behind them?

🐛. Does your fictional caregiver a specific type of caregiver? (Ie a parental caregiver, a doctor caregiver, an angel caregiver, ect)

🐧. Is there anything your caregiver helps you with while you're regressed?

🦝. What are they like as a caregiver? Feel free to talk about as many as you want.

🐏. What would your fictional caregiver do if you were upset? How would they comfort you?

🐄. If you had a nursery how would you decorate it? Would your caregiver(s) be allowed to decorate it too?

🐘. If you had a play date with another fictional regressor or fictional caregiver who would they be? Would you like to do anything specific with them?

🐯. What would your ideal day with your fictional caregiver look like?

🐭. What meals and/or treats would they make you? Is there something they only really make you when you're regressed?

🦉. Do you have any regression gear that you use around them?

🦄. Do they have any particular activities they like doing while you're regressed?

🐈. Do they have any toys they like to play with you while you're regressed?

🦇. Do you have any TV shows you'd watch together? Are they 'typical' regression shows?

🐼. Do you have any video games that you would play with your fictional caregiver?

🐍. If you want to make an edit based around your relationship with your caregiver(s)

🐝. Talk about your fictional caregiver! It can be any information you want to share about them- It doesn't need to be caregiver or regression related!

🐤. Free space for any question I missed!

#reblog #fictional caregiver #ask game #so cute!!!

[lavenderplushie]

Thanks for all the feedback on my last post! Here's my new prices and offerings! I take PayPal, Venmo, and cashapp. DM me if interested!

#reblog #!!!!! will have money .. #commissions #art #faves #save for later

[lavenderplushie]

Made some emojis for fun :]

#reblog #emotes #emojis #art

[lavenderplushie]

black german shepherd pet regressor board for @shepherd-barks !

🎁 specifications: red, bones and teeth

#bittybites #sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw agedre #sfw age dreaming #sfw petre #sfw pet regression #sfw pet dreaming #sfw petdre #agere moodboard #agere inspo #agere board #german shepherd regressor #dog regressor #puppy regressor #sfw puppy regression #sfw dog regression #petre moodboard

[lavenderplushie]

Hey if you're taking requests for boards could you possibly make a pet regresser one with black german shepherds and themes of red and bones (like dog bones and teeth but also I totally get it if you don't want to do the bones)

And possibly tag @shepherd-barks (it's a side blog so I can't send asks or anything from it)

you absolutely can!

i am so, so sorry about how long it took to fulfill this request. i can promise you that i did not forget about it!

i loved this request! it was very unique and gave me a lot to play with. i am also a collector of bones, especially teeth, so that was super fun to include!!

thank you so much for the request and your patience! that will be uploaded for you in just a few minutes here. 💚

#bittybites #inbox #requests

[lavenderplushie]

hi lovebugs!

sorry about the inactivity recently. life hit like a freight train lol, this is the busiest ive been in a long time.

i promise i won’t get too personal ghdfh BUT. feeling small voluntarily is rare for me, and ive had no time in the last few months. i generally am unable to formulate posts when it is involuntary.

there has also been some conflict recently involving my other agere account (@agere-activities) that has made me feel too uncomfortable/unsafe to properly relax in my small headspace. this will pass! but at the moment it is contributing to my lack of posts, which is why i even mention it.

however! i see your requests and am working on them, as well as my own posts! i will be back soon. i promise that if you sent a request in, it will be done!

thank you for the support and requests. new content coming soon!

#and thank you to anyone who read this whole thing haha i did not mean to ramble this much #bittybites #babaspeaks #wont flood the usual tags lol

[lavenderplushie]

chair 2’!! or sit on tha floor hehe. 3 PJs! Dino’s!! e blankie, love tha starrrs <3 1 popcorn snack! d orange juice, 4 green bottle !!! yayayay

MOVIE NIGHT!!!! lets pick some options together

BONUS: tell me your favorite movie when feeling age regressing or dreaming

#reblog #reblog game #agere activities

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Heiress, Delilah, Tracks, and Domino 💕

#CUTIES !! #reblog #animals