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dannyisdone · 1 year

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Day 14: Gravestones!

“Alright scare bear, you read to see how cool the house looks?” Remus asked, his hands covering Patton’s eyes. Patton’s hands were on top of his at the regressor’s own insistence, since he didn’t want the surprise ruined at all!

“Yeah!” Patton cheered in response. Remus snickered. The tyke had insisted to everyone that he wanted a ‘spooky’ looking house this year for Halloween. He had said something along the lines of ‘I’m big now! I can handle it!’. No one bothered to point out that he was still regressing to the same age he had last year, it felt like a moot point.

“Alright, three, two, one, look!”

Remus guided his and Patton’s hands off his face to reveal the newly decorated house. Virgil, Roman, and himself had been in charge of most of the decorating, but he had been insistent that he wanted to be the one to reveal it to Patton. Not only because Patton felt the most comfortable around him exploring ‘spooky’ things, but because he had most of the good ideas anyways, and he wanted to point them out! Virgil and Roman had mostly been there to be the pg police.

Patton gasped at the reveal. The house was thoroughly decked out for the spooky season. Bats hung from the gutters and bounced in the wind. Skeletons were perched in different places around the yard, including one of the 12 foot ones those in real life people seemed to enjoy. Remus was a bit underwhelmed. He’d fought skeletons twice as big in his sleep, it was the tiny ones people had to watch out for. Gravestones lined the path that led up to the porch, which was decorated with purple and orange Halloween garland and spiderwebs. Though not a single spider was to be found in the whole area. Patton had bravely agreed to webs, but no spiders.

There were monster decals in the windows, and skeletal limbs scattered around the yard. Remus had avoided blood, but had painted certain parts of the walls with green slimes. The only thing that really Remus regretted was being vetoed out of setting his stabby stand in friend by the door and letting him scare people who tried to approach.

“Wow!” Patton cheered, his eyes darting from each decoration. He clung to Remus’s hand, but still, the fascination was evident in his smile. Patton might have been a tiny bit scared, but he was being pretty brave about it overall.

“Wanna take a closer look at anything?” Remus asked. As much as it pained him to exhibit restraint, wanting to delve into the history and lore he’d created for every bit of decoration, including the names of all the skeletons, he knew it would be better to go at Patton’s pace. Let him get used to the scary skellys, as he so affectionately called them, and approach the webs with caution. Patton looked around, probably searching for the least scary thing to get acquainted with first, before carefully pointing at one of the gravestones near the start of the walkway.

“Wanna take a look at that? Do you know what it is?” Remus asked, prompting Patton to walk by taking a few steps forward.

“Mhm.” Patton said, though offered no elaboration about what he thought it was, before taking a few steps towards the gravestone. Remus chuckled to himself, mighty curious if Patton really knew. His understanding of the world as an adult was already pretty warped, so sometimes it was fascinating to learn what regressed Patton thought of different concepts and objects. Remus truly had no clue if Patton knew what a gravestone was or not.

Patton eventually let go of Remus’s hand so he could get closer to the decoration. It wasn’t made of real stone, which Remus detested. He had wanted everything to be authentic. But Virgil insisted that it wouldn’t be safe, considering half of them were kiddos sometimes. Rocks sticking out of the ground were just too much of a hazard, apparently. But, Remus had snuck a few authentic decorations that Virgil would never be wise to.

“Do you know what it says, tater snot?” Remus asked.

“Yeah!” Patton responded before he even read it, before squinting his eyes at the words.

“J!” Patton cheered as he managed to make sense of the first letter. Remus snorted, but smiled.

“Good job!” He praised. But Patton wasn’t done.

“S…” Well, that was another letter on the gravestone, he had that much going for him.

“J…S…” Patton repeated, a bit quieter. Remus chuckled again, though his attention was momentarily away as he looked around the yard for the next thing he wanted to show Patton. Maybe he would be interested in looking at the bats? They swayed around in the wind, which was neat, but they might be too close to the spider webs for Patton’s comfort still. He could walk him up to one of the windows and show off the monster decals. Those were a bit more cartoony, which made sense since Roman had designed them. Or maybe he could--

Remus’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a butt hitting the ground, and then a loud cry.

“Pat attack! What’s wrong?” Remus cried out as he scrambled over to his suddenly crying kid. Patton was shaking, and when Remus came over, he reached out for his carer sadly. Remus was quick to slip to the ground and wrap his arms around Patton, allowing him to cry into his shirt.

“J-Janny.” Patton cried, tightly pulling on Remus’s shirt, using it to wipe off his own face and snot. Bewildered, Remus allowed the action, instead trying to figure out why Patton was wailing over Snake’n’Bake.

“What about him, puddin’?” He asked, and Patton started his response with a lip wobble, and a shaky gesture towards the gravestone they were sitting in front of.

“Says Jan’s name! H-he de-ad!” Patton wept, before demanding more comfort by stuffing his face back into Remus’s neck. Though Remus instinctively cradled Patton’s head against him, and rubbed his arm smoothingly, his facial expressions were a whole different story. Remus had to hold back his overwhelming laughter as it became clear what had happened.

Patton knew his letters just enough to know Janus’s name started with J, and that his last name started with an S. And so, he must have misunderstood the gravestone, that had written on it in bigger letters ‘JOHN SMITH’. Remus didn’t dare let Patton know he was fighting demons trying not to let his laughter escape him, but on god, that was the funniest thing to ever happen.

“Awww, poor baby.” Remus cooed, kissing his sandy hair. But Remus wasn’t cruel. He wouldn’t leave Patton to feel so hurt for long, even if he found the whole thing hilarious. Instead, to help his little baby out, Remus did the most logical thing he could do.

He summoned Janus.

“Remus, it’s cold-” Janus didn’t finish his sentence, before stopping, staring down at the two with a mix of confusion and concern. Patton immediately looked up when he heard Janus’s voice, and cried out in relief, clumsily standing up and reaching out toward Janus.

“JANNY!” The regressor cried out, hugging his friend tightly and rubbing his snotty face all over Janus’s shirt, which Remus knew Janus just loved. Janus wrapped his arms around Patton, it seemed like Remus wasn’t the only one with that comforting instinct, before shooting a quizzical look to Remus, who smiled.

“I’ll tell you later, just make sure you act as alive as possible.”

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agerestorybits · 2 years

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Warning Alcohol use

Patton gets tipsy before regressing.

CG Remus, Agere Patton. Janus and Logan are there too briefly.

Human AU

It was a party that Remus was hosting.

Which meant the punch was half alcohol at least. He even had a little sign next to it of a skull and crossbones and listing the ingredients in the punch. Something Patton, has Remus’ roommate and best friend had helped make. Even if Patton didn’t drink much, he wasn’t a lightweight by any means. He could out drink his whole friend group with no problem.

So he never really worried about getting drunk.

And he forgot that the punch even had alcohol as he focused on the yummy fruit flavor and the way that the music was a list of some of his favorites and his friends were all there!! Logan even gave him stickers that he saw at the store and thought Patton would like! Out of nowhere!

He was so happy!

He didn’t notice when one drink turned to two, and then four. Or when he regressed and he just wanted more ‘juice’ and was giggling happily as we swayed to the music and enjoyed the company.

He did notice when he turned to look for Remus on the far side of the room and found Two Remus’ blurring together before separating again as his vision doubled, and when he stood up his legs gave out under him and he fell to the ground. He heard the laughter from people as he fell and teared up. He curled up as he felt his stomach hurt.

Then he heard the music cut off, a couple loud voices said something and then everyone was leaving. He looked up when someone was shaking his shoulder and saw Remus standing over him. "It's ok, You're ok. Had a bit too much drink huh?" He asked softly concerned for his friend.

"Ree." Patton sobbing reaching for him. Remus switched from concerned to protective Caregiver in a instant, helping Patton up into a sitting position before picking him up. Patton clinging to Remus as the room swayed as he was moved back to his room, Remus gently setting Patton in his bed. He opened Patton's nightstand and pulled out his comfort blanket and pacifier.

"I'm going to get you a bottle of water ok cupcake?" Remus asked softly, brushing Patton's hair out of his face. Cheeks and ears pink from the drinking.

"Mmmm tum meds?" Patton asked around his paci, "Peas?"

"Of course baby, be back soon." Remus promised quickly leaving and shutting the door.

It didn't take long to get the rest of everyone out of the apartment, Logan and Janus ran everyone out before asking if Patton was regressed and if they should stay to help. Remus turned them down at first. Wanting to make sure Patton was ok himself, but then they offered to clean up a bit.

"It will help him feel less overwhelmed if he doesn't have a mess to clean up tomorrow." Logan said grabbing a bag to collect all the empty plastic cups in.

"I would clean it!" Remus protested, causing Janus and Logan to look at him with disbelief and raising eyebrows. "Fine. Thank you." He muttered taking the bottle with cool water and the kids stomach meds from the counter and going to make sure his baby was ok.

Even with how awful Patton felt he still lit up a bit when Remus walked back in. Scooting over a bit so Remus had room to sit next to him. A stuffed weighted rhino in his arms as he looked half asleep and a bit ill. "I got your meds and water." Remus said in a sing song voice before crawling into bed and pulling Patton over so he was held in his arms. Patton immediately relaxing and putting up no fuss for Remus to give him his meds and then the water. He eagerly drank the cool water.

His eyes drifting shut, one hand clinging to Remus' shirt as he dozed off half laying on Remus.

A few minutes into Patton falling asleep, he fell asleep too. No reason to rock a sleeping baby.

At least that's what Remus thought, Janus and Logan who were waiting for him to return thought otherwise.

Still, Patton was happy and safe.

In the end that was all that mattered.

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Anything poly!cg! Marauders x little!reader maybe like a 2-4 headspace?

It's okay, we're here now

Content - age regression, cg!remus, cg!james, cg!sirius, horrible days, soft toys, dummy use, detention, crying, angst turned fluff, quidditch practice, light swearing, modern!marauders (still in school but Harry's time), lily and marlene, don't like don't read.

Summary - sometimes hards days are horrible, especially when they cause you to involuntarily regress.

Authors note - this took so long for me to write I'm so sorry, I will definitely write more cg!marauders characters there's just something about it that soothes me. Photo credit to @_mwpp on tiktok please go check them out, hope you enjoy<3

Today had been absolutely treacherous.

First you hadn't been able to find your transfiguration homework resulting in professor mcgonagall giving you a detention at the end of the day. You loved professor mcgonagall you always got on well but you understood that she couldn't give special treatment, even to her favourite students.

Then you spilt ink over your potions assignment and to top it all off your uniform had been suffocating you all day.

It was days like this that you were thankful at least one of your partners were with you in each class.

However each of them had been increasingly distracted today.

James had been thinking about quidditch a lot lately since there was a match on Sunday against slytherin, everybody wanted to win but James always took it to a new level.

Remus's head had been trapped in his book practically all week, there was an assignment due for history of magic and to everyone's surprise remus was struggling slightly to make sense of the text as it contradicted itself many times. Personally you didn't really care about your results in history of magic you just saw it as a filler class occasionally copying down notes but mostly constructing origami birds.

Sirius had been the most present one today however he had spent his lessons thinking over new ways to taunt his brother and Snape not listening to you when you discouraged it.

You had hoped to spend a good amount of time with them after your classes but then you realised.

James had quidditch practice, sirius was going along to watch him and remus had a meeting with professor dumbledoor.

Brilliant.

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Stepping through the entryway for the gryffindor common room you saw lily and marlene sitting on the crushed velvet sofa. As soon as you made your way over to them you dropped your bag onto the floor beside you and flopped down onto the cushions Making lily chuckle.

"Hard day huh?" She said with a knowing smile "torture" you agreed resting your head on her shoulder feeling her hand gently stroke your hair. "Aww hon, well it's over now until next week" "how was detention?" Marlene smirked eyeing you cheekily "I don't understand the point of it, all I did was sit there drawing" you chuckled kicking your feet up.

A good half an hour passed on the sofa with your best friends before you made your way up to the boys dorm room, you barley ever slept in your own dorm anymore. As soon as you reached the 6th step you felt a hazy feeling come over your mind.

Why did it always come at the worst times?

Holding onto the hand rail you made quick work of your journey. When you reached the large oak door you swung it open and locked it with a simple spell, the boys would know that it was only you.

Once you reached remus's bed you felt all attempts at staying in your big headspace leave you, the only thing was you felt young.

Really young.

Considering that you hadn't been able to regress in such a long time it wasn't really surprising however it felt scary, you never regressed this young on your own and you didn't know what to do.

Suddenly being made aware of your itchy uniform you tried desperately to remove it but there were too many zips and the buttons were to small so it was no use.

Realising that you couldn't do anything for yourself you excepted your fate and layed yourself down on the mattress hugging the pillow close to you wetting it with your tears.

"They'll be back soon" you thought to yourself.

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"Your such a tosser" james expressed to sirius as they reached their dorm room. Trying the doorknob they realised that it was locked causing them to frown "alohomora" remus said hearing a click.

Walking through the doorway they saw you curled up on remus’s bed sobbing into his pillow, immediately they rushed over to you with sirius gently removing the pillow and laying down beside you "what's wrong sweetheart?" James asked sitting on your other side.

Trying to find the words you spoke softly "small" you whimpered cuddling into Sirius's arm feeling his hand gently stroke your hair. "Oh angel" you heard remus sigh guilt lacing his tone almost instantly you heard the two of them walk around the room.

After collecting some clothes for you remus walked over towards the bed gently turning you into your back causing you to protest "I know baby I know it's okay" he said unbuttoning your shirt, zipping down your skirt and bringing down your stockings. Feeling a soft jumper being pulled over your head you manoeuvred your way through it "there she is" sirius gasped when your head popped through the hole making you giggle.

Watching James from across the room you saw him pull down a lime green box and walk it over towards you. Pulling the lid off he took out a soft grey dummy and a soft lion toy, you had never seen these ones before.

Passing the dummy to sirius you felt him gently ease it into your mouth feeling remus squish in beside you and sirius he made his way towards his bed.

Hearing a loud noise you panicked slightly and shot up in the bed "Hey, hey sweetheart it's okay it's just daddy being an twat" "oi I'm just moving the bed so we can all fit, your welcome" james said sarcastically "Daddy's not a twat" you mumbled sleepily from behind your dummy "thank you baby" "you could have used your wand" remus stated a moment of silence following "shut up."

Feeling the boys spread out on the joined mattresses you rolled yourself over giggling slightly "aww our giggly little girl" sirius smiled placing a kiss to the back of your head. "Pass her over here" james said piping up from beside remus "come here honey" the lycanthrophe beside you mumbled rolling you over his stomach and into james arms "there she is" he sighed kissing your head gently.

Looking at you each of them realised that you were about to fall into dreamland, with james stroking your hair and remus patting your lower back soothingly you allowed yourself to sleep with Sirius's comforting words.

"Your okay now little one, we're here and we'll be here when you wake up."

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honeybeewritings · 1 year

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it's okay little love[r.l.]

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: anxiety about regressing, trying to stop the regression process, remmy being the sweetest caregiver(even if you didn't ask)

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!remus lupin x little!gn!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 732 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you try not to regress all day but everything keeps making you feel small. good thing remmy knows what to do.

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for all my babies who are scared of telling their s/o they regress. it's okay to be scared but i bet they'll still adore you.

requested by anon: friendly reminder that requests are open

also, i've been having a lot of nsfw blogs follow me so dni if nsfw: this is a safe space for all kiddos

you and remus have been going out for a bit. not long but it was long enough that he knew which shops in diagon alley that you liked most.

or so he thought.

he had no idea you were an age regressor and you planned on keeping it that way. he was the sweetest, you knew that, but the thought of him knowing terrified you. you've had more than you fair share of meanies.

you were comfortably walking around diagon alley, holding your boyfriends hand, when you noticed a new shop. you looked closer and it was a toy store.

oh no.

you squeezed remmy's hand and tried not to bite your nails or nervously scratch your arms.

"y' alrigh' love?" remmy asked, squeezing your hand back. you just nodded and walked a little bit faster past the shop, remus matching your pace.

you slowed down and let out a breath. remus looked at you as if to ask "you sure you're okay?" to which you just nodded again.

"i'm fine remus. just saw... um, someone from school. just didn't wanna run into them is all," you lied.

he looked at you questioningly but let it go.

but once you saw the toy store it seemed everything was going to trigger your regression.

"i... need to use the toilet." you told remus, letting go of his hand. "i'll be back."

remus nodded and smiled. "alright. i have a store to go to that i'm not sure you'll like. i'll do that and be right back."

you smiled at your boyfriend and went to the bathroom, trying to keep yourself big. big kid thoughts. like taxes.

you came out after a few minutes and remus was outside, as he said he would be, with a paper bag in his hand.

"what'cha got there?" you asked. even though he said you wouldn't like the store you were still curious.

"nothing darling. how about some ice cream?" he suggested. "it's the best ice cream in london darling." he said excitedly. "just a scoop then we'll go back t'mine yeah?"

you smiled at his excitement and nodded in agreement. "alright. i can go for some ice cream." you agreed.

you and remus got your ice creams from florean fortescue and made your way back to his house. you two took the tube in london, taking it as far as you were allowed, and walked the rest of the way to his house in the country.

it wasn't too terrible a trip but you nervously tried to stop yourself from regressing. you were quieter than usual and remus noticed.

he draped an arm over your shoulders and squeezed your arm a bit. you're safe with me.

his parents weren't home, for which you were grateful, and you sat on his bed with him.

"y'know..." he started slowly. "i got you something while we were in diagon alley.

you were confused because he didn't say anything. "oh, remus... i didn't get you anything."

he shook his head and handed you the paper bag. "don't worry about that. i just... um... i think you should open it." he nodded toward the bag.

he seemed nervous about your reaction as you opened it. you kept an eye on remus as you opened the back and gasped at the stuffie remus bought for you.

it was the softest little niffler plush, as well as the cutest. "i love it remmy!" you squealed, nearly tackling your boyfriend to the ground.

"you gonna name it?" he asked. oh he knew what he was doing now... and you absolutely loved it!

you sat back on his bed and shrugged. "mmm, i dunno. wet's name 'im together." you smiled. remus sat next to you and draped an arm across your shoulders.

"hm..." remus tapped a finger against his chin in mock thought. "well, let's think. what are some of your absolute favorite things in the whole world?"

you made a face. "in da whole wide worl'?" you asked, to which remmy nodded. "wet's name 'im... remmy."

"remmy sounds like a good name, i like it."

"it's yours silly goose!" you giggled.

"mine?" he asked. "why, i've never heard it."

"silly goose."

"just know, it's okay little love. i still love you."

your little lip wobbled and you squeezed remus as hard as you could. "tanks 'emmy. luv u so so mush."

"i love you too."

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strawbabys-blog · 7 months

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hi!! Ii have a one-shot request:3,

Sirius as little (regresses to 2yrs) and Remus as his cg

Remus comforting sirius and giving him cuddles and lots of good old CG soft words after sirius gets a mean letter from walbruger

Hiiii!!! I love this request omg!! Sorry for the long wait, I've been offline for a while but I'm trying to catch up with all my requests <33

I've got you

The Marauders and their friends had taken over the common room after a pretty good day of school. It was a Monday and it had gone as well as possible for the first day of the week. James was sat in an armchair with Peter and Lily at his feet by the coffee table, Peter was desperately trying to finish some potions homework due for the morning and Lily was coaching him through it. Marlene was sat on the armchair opposite them being as unhelpful as humanly possible, pinging hairbands and balls of paper at them, distracting Peter. Mary was sat on the floor between her legs, half her hair in a french braid, Marlene was doing them for her. Sirius and Remus took up the main sofa, with Remus sat cross legged on one end and Sirius sprawled across the other, one leg hooked over the back of the headrest and his head in Remus's lap.

"Marls, I swear to Merlin," Lily says as Marlene nails Peter in the head with another hair tie. She smiles innocently, making James laugh. Lily shoots him a glare.

"Pete, mate, you've got no chance getting that done by tomorrow," Sirius says, laughing. Peter groans and Lily reaches over to swat Sirius across the head.

"Shut up Sirius," she snaps, "You're fine Pete, just the conclusion to do now,"

"Yeah, you've got this," Remus affirms, earning an eye roll from Sirius.

There's a tapping at the window and they all look up to see an owl there, a letter clutched in its beak. James gets up, taking a handful of nuts from the table with him. He takes the letter and feeds the bird as a thank you while inspecting the front of the letter. They all watch at James's face turns to a frown, a worry line forming on his forehead.

"It's for you, Pads," James says, sounding almost apologetic as he tosses the letter to the other boy, giving the owl a final head scratch before letting it set off and closing the window.

"Oh," Sirius says, sitting up and grabbing it, his face blanching a little as he turns the letter over in his hands. He looks up to Remus, fear and worry apparent on his face. Remus puts a comforting hand on his leg.

"I've got you, don't worry," he mutters. Everyone in the room tenses up as Sirius starts opening the letter, the relaxed and playful mood from earlier gone.

Sirius angles the letter away from Remus as he reads. There's a horrible silence as they all wait for him to finish and then suddenly, he let's out a small sob. He stands up, quickly wiping his eyes and sniffling before rushing to the fire and chucking the letter straight in. He watches it for a while, making sure it's all gone. He turns back to face his friends, eyes watering and bottom lip trembling, before stumbling over to the sofa and folding himself into Remus's lap, tucking his face into the taller boys neck and crying quietly.

Instantly, Remus wraps him up in his arms, one hand coming to rest on the back of his head while the other strokes his back. He rocks the smaller boy gently, shushing him, his caregiver instincts taking over.

"I've got you baby, you're here with me, yeah? And Jamie and Lily, and Pete, and Marls, and Mary. We're all here for you love," He murmurs, feeling Sirius's soft gasps against his neck. He keeps it up until the boys cries slow to a soft sniffling.

"M'sorry," comes a whisper from the crook of Remus's neck.

"Oh, baby, no," he sits back a little, holding the sides of Sirius's face, wiping his tears with his thumb and pressing a kiss to his forehead, "you have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing, okay?"

"Bu- but, Pete work! An.. an, people happy but not no more," he babbles, clearly upset that he'd disrupted the evening. Remus shushes him again, his thumb moving to run over Sirius's bottom lip that was sticking out in a pout.

"Hey, they're all good, okay love? Aren't you guys?" He turns Sirius around in his lap so that he's facing their friends, they all smile big and nod.

"Of course honey, look, we're all fine!" Lily says, reaching over, this time to grab his hand and give it a comforting squeeze. Mary crawls over, sitting by Remus's feet and rubbing Sirius's knee.

"We just want to make sure that our favourite little guy is okay," she says, going to tickle his stomach. The boy giggles through his tears and turns around to give Remus a watery smile.

"All okay," he confirms, his voice cracking a little. He seems to relax then, leaning back into Remus and snuggling into his lap, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Oh I think someone is sleepy," James chimes in from his chair. Sirius whines and nods a little.

"Do you wanna go up to bed baby?" Remus asks.

"Dada come?" He asks.

"Of course love, I'm not leaving you,"

"Mhm, bedtime," Remus laughs at the tired boys words, he was clearly exhausted and Sirius had always loved his sleep, even more so when he's little.

"Moony, u need help getting him up there?" James asks. Remus nods, as much as he'd like to carry his baby to bed, his hip has been hurting more than usual with the upcoming full moon and he knew that James was more than capable of helping.

"Baby, Jamie is gonna carry you up to bed, is that okay?" Remus asks. Sirius nods, holding his arms out for James who scoops him up and places him on his hip. The three of them walk to the dorm and James deposits the sleepy boy on Remus's bed.

"You got it from here?" James asks.

"Yeah, I'll come get you if I need you," Remus says, watching as James leaves before turning back to his baby.

"Dada," Sirius whines, holding his arms out for the taller boy. Remus sits on the bed and pulls Sirius into a hug.

"Let's get you changed, yeah? Get some comfy pajamas on?" Remus asks, pulling away. Sirius nods. Remus gets up, quickly finding some of Sirius's pajamas and helping his baby get changed before changing into some of his own.

"Cuddles," Sirius whines, laying down and pouting at Remus.

"I'm coming baby," Remus says, climbing under the covers and pulling Sirius close to his chest.

"Night night, love you," Sirius murmurs, cuddling into Remus's chest. Remus sighs happily.

"Love you too sweetheart, sleep well,"

For a moment, there's silence, Remus listens for the sound of Sirius's breath evening out. But instead of slowing down and relaxing, he feels wetness on his chest and soft huffs against his skin. Sirius was crying.

"Oh baby, Pads, what's wrong?" Remus asks, shuffling away a little so he can look down at the boy.

"Mean letter," he says, sounding absolutely heartbroken.

"Oh my poor little boy, I've got you," Remus pulls him close again, "nothing that letter said is true okay? Nothing she says to you is right. You are amazing baby. You are sweet and kind and so so good, I love you all the world and you deserve it," Sirius's cries get more intense, his sobs wracking through his body.

"Reggie!! Want Reggie," he wails, his voice cracking as he grabs onto Remus's shirt for dear life. Remus's heart breaks for the boy, he wishes he could get Regulus, the brothers had been working on their relationship recently, even to the point that Regulus came to find Sirius after a nightmare to sleep with him a few days prior, but Regulus didn't know about Sirius's regression and Remus wanted Sirius to have that conversation and make the decision to tell him once he has a clearer head.

"Oh I'm so sorry, you poor love. How about we go see Reggie in the morning, hm? When it's lighter and you feel a little better?" Sirius cries harder.

"She's still got him! She's still got reggie! Gotta help him. Please, please, gotta help him," Sirius babbles, absolutely frantic, "need to help him, he's just little, just a baby, not a adult, gotta save him!" He sobs, his words hardly distinguishable through his huge gasps and shaky voice. Remus runs a hand through the other boy's hair, not fully knowing what to do at that moment. Sirius could get worked up about Regulus on a good day, let alone after being forced into such a vulnerable space because of his mother's letter. He decides on just comforting the boy until he falls asleep, then they can talk more in the morning.

"I know love, I know, we'll help Reggie, don't worry. We helped you didn't we? And you know Effie will be happy to have him, he'll be safe and sound. But baby, you aren't an adult either, and especially not right now, right now you're my little boy and I've got you. You don't have to worry about this until the morning, we'll go talk to Reggie and we can write to Effie to ask for help, hm? Reggie will be all safe. But right now what you need to do is get some sleep, okay love?" Remus says, running his hand up and down the other boy's back. He keeps up the comforting words until Sirius's cries slow down.

Sirius pulls away a bit, looking up at Remus and sniffling.

"Talk to Reggie tomorrow?" He asks, his voice sounding so so broken.

"Of course baby," Remus replies.

"And write Effie?" He asks.

"Mhm, we'll get him out of there," Remus says, hoping that Sirius will take that because he really doesn't know what he'll do if he keeps crying for his brother.

There's a long silence as Sirius mulls this over in his head, quiet tears still streaming from his eyes. Then he looks back up at Remus.

"Thank you, dada," he says, smiling wetly.

"No problem baby, I've got you," Remus replies.

Sirius moves forward to snuggle back up to the taller boys chest, Remus wraps his arms around him and smiles, relieved as he watches his eyes close.

"Goodnight love, get some sleep," he says. Sirius sighs contentedly.

"Night night," he murmurs, feeling happy and safe in the circle of Remus's arms.

#sfw agere #sfw age regression #agere #agere blog #sfw little post #age regression #sfw agere blog #agere little #sfw little community #harry potter agere #marauders agere #little!regulus #cg!remus

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8-bit-daycare · 13 days

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What's each of ur guy's favorite Minecraft mob(s)?

I rlly like da Endermen and da Bees!! I also luv da Foxes & Wolves/ Doggos!

Sunny obviously loves the bees! I love those funky frog guys, Glitch likes Endermen but he might still be scared of them (our system is terrified of them sksksksk), and thats all i can think of rn!

Hope ur having a good day, kiddo!

#remus #sfw caregiver #sfw cg #sfw agere #age regression #age regressor #agere #did system #sfw age regression #sfw cglre

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teddy-bear-tea-party · 1 year

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cg remus lupin mood board

#agere post #little space #cg! remus lupin #remus lupin #sfw agere #age regression #marauders #marauders x little!reader #agere moodboard #moodboard

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abused-sides · 1 year

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Alright tumblr ate my ask so summing up what i had said yes lil virgil has a purple stormcloud blankie and remus has a lil teddy bear version of himself and also cg!janus helps w harmless pranks

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #sanders sides agere #little virgil #little remus #cg janus

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littlecloudprince · 6 months

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The Little Duke

Summary: "Love this:-)♥️ Can I please request secret regressor Remus (0-3) where no one is aware that he does it? Please and thanks 😊" Request by gamblerezra (on AO3), hope I did your request justice! And sorry it took me so long to get it out ^^'

Warnings: Mentions of accidents/bedwetting, auditorial hallucinations, a meltdown scene, brief mention of blood (very, very brief, not graphic at all), skin injury/rash

A/N: …So remember how I said I'd try to be more consistent with my writing? Well, as it turns out, writer's block and executive dysfunction disagreed! I am still updating this tho, so yeah! I promise you guys, I really am trying! Time just goes by so darn fast! But I'm always open for requests!

Remus woke up small and wet. It wasn't unusual, it had been happening for a while now. Usually he just went back to sleep, and dealt with it later, when he was bigger again. He didn't know what it was or why it was happening, but he knew he couldn't go to the others. They'd think he's gross. They wouldn't like it. They wouldn't like him. They'd think he was doing it to annoy or disturb them. But he wasn't! He wasn't doing it on purpose, he didn't even know what it was!

Remus sat up, he didn't want to sleep anymore. But he had to. He was wet, and he couldn't do anything about it like this. But Remus wasn't sleepy! He huffed to himself, not knowing what to do. Why was he like this? He tried to reach out to Thomas, to have him do something, anything that could help. But nothing happened. He tried again, still nothing. He huffed, laying back down. Guess there was no other choice.

Thomas woke up to an unusual feeling. He shifted lightly, before freezing like a deer in headlights. He sat up, heart beating in his chest like a mini drum. He peeled back the covers, his face flushing bright red once they were fully off of him. No. No, he hadn't. There was no way, he couldn't have! He's an adult goddamnit, this just doesn't happen!

"Care to explain why I'm up at—" Virgil grumbled, words drying on his tongue as he processed what was going on.

"I—" Thomas started, feeling so embarrassed that tears were threatening to form in his eyes.

"You wet the bed??" Roman rose up. Thomas could only nod meekly, rapidly trying to blink away the stubborn tears in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to!" he squeaked.

"Aw, kiddo, it's okay! Accidents happen, even to adults! Let's get this cleaned up, okay?" Patton rose up as well. Thomas nodded, taking a few deep breaths and wiping his eyes.

"You— You're right. Sorry," he breathed out.

"Nothing to apologise for hun," Patton soothed.

"Yeah. Sorry. I mean— Y'know."

Right as Thomas got out of bed, it was Logan's turn to rise up.

"First step; strip the bed," he reminded.

"I know, Logan, thank you," Thomas smiled weakly.

"After you're done with that, you're taking a bubble bath," Janus appeared to give his two cents.

"Sure, Jan. Thanks," Thomas attempted to smile again. As he went on about stripping his bed, the Sides all sunk down one by one. No one noticed that one of them hadn't popped up at all.

Back in the Mind Palace, Remus had woken up, only to discover that he was still small. He didn't understand, he was supposed to be back to his big self by now! And he really, really didn't want to sleep anymore! He huffed, deciding to get out of bed. Maybe he could find something to do while he waited? He could just stay in his room all day, it's not like the others would notice anyway. His bed would have to wait, but Remus didn't mind too much, he'd just clean it before going to sleep. Maybe.

Remus looked around his room, trying to find something to do. He wanted to colour! Or draw! But all the art supplies were in Roman's room. Hm. Remus flicked his wrist, attempting to summon himself some crayons and a colouring book, but nothing happened. Remus growled quietly, scratching at his inner thighs. Why were they burning and scratchy? And now Remus' tummy growled, too! There was no way he could sneak in the kitchen without getting caught. They'd yell at him. Usually, he didn't mind, but today, he really didn't want to be yelled at. He just wanted... Well, he didn't even know what he wanted. Remus' tummy felt rotten, and not in the way he liked, either!

"They don't like you," a voice said.

"I know," Remus replied. This wasn't the first time he heard voices, it happened a lot. Usually it didn't bother him, but today was different.

"They'd be better off without you."

"You sound like the Emo," Remus shot back. The voice chuckled coldly.

"You really don't get it, do you?"

"Go 'way."

"You want them. You want them to want you. But they won't. They never will, will they?" the voice taunted.

"Go 'way!" Remus stomped his foot for good measure. He hated the way his bottom lip wobbled, and how his vision blurred as salty tears welled in his eyes. He hated feeling weak.

"They left you. They're not coming back. They have a new family now. Without you."

"No!"

"They don't need you anymore. *He* doesn't need you anymore. He hates you," the voice kept going, mercilessly jabbing at Remus' sensitive spots. Remus saw two strips of colour take form. Yellow and purple. Janus and Virgil. They stared down at the duke, disgust shining in their eyes. They wouldn't speak, only staring menacingly.

"Stop!" Remus closed his eyes and covered his ears, firmly pressing his hands on them in a desperate attempt to silence the voice. He fell on his knees, curling up to be as small as possible.

In the meanwhile, Thomas was trying to work on songwriting, but something kept gnawing at him. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. It bothered him. He had gone to the bathroom before going to sleep, like he always did. He hadn't drunk too much water, or anything else for that matter, and his dream wasn't particularly scary. So why had he wet the bed? What was wrong with him?

"You're not making any progress, Thomas," Logan pointed out after rising up.

"I… I know. Sorry. Just…" Thomas trailed off.

"Just?"

"Thinking."

"About what?"

"Just… Ah, you know, nevermind. It doesn't matter," Thomas shook his head a bit.

"If it bothers you, it does matter," Logan stated.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Thomas bit his lip. He looked up from his notebook, but avoided Logan's eyes.

"Why would you think that?"

"I mean…" Thomas didn't finish his sentence. He bit his lip, his gaze wandering uncertainly.

"I just…" his voice wavered, and he swallowed thickly as he felt a lump growing in his throat. He rapidly blinked his eyes, not wanting Logan to see him cry. He didn't even know why his tear ducts were threatening to betray him, there was no reason to cry. It was… illogical. Thomas let out a shaky sigh, hiding his face in his hands.

"Hey…" Logan sat across his host, unsure what to do.

In the Mind Palace, Remus was getting closer and closer to meltdown territory. It was getting harder to breathe, the voice was getting louder, and the burning and itching of his tighs was getting to be unbearable. He hated this. He hated this, he hated this, he hated this! Remus let out a scream, fiercely ripping his pants off before aggressively scratching at his inner thighs. Angry tears burned in his eyes as he reached for the first object he could reach, before throwing it at the general direction of the taunting voice.

"SHUT UP!" Remus shrieked, clawing at his ears for a moment before throwing himself on the ground, shrieking incoherently as his thighs demanded to be scratched again. There was a knock at Remus' door, causing his hands to fly from his thighs right back to his ears as the sound pounded at his eardrums.

"NO!" he screamed, throwing whatever object he could get his hands on toward the door.

"Ow!" Patton yelped, getting hit in the face with an empty deodorant container. He rubbed at the tip of his nose, processing what was happening. He flinched as he realised the state the still shrieking little duke was in.

"Hey…" he entered the room, and sat on the floor, making sure to give Remus some space. He reached out to the red-faced boy, carefully stroking his hand once. When Remus didn't protest, Patton continued, slowly but effectively getting the toddler to calm down.

"There ya go, Dad's here buddy, Dad's gotcha…" he coo'd gently. By now Remus had completely stopped screaming, but silent tears were still running down his face, his anger melting down to sadness. He reached his little hands out, choking back sobs, a quiet whine escaping his throat.

"Aww, you want Dad to pick you up?" Remus didn't answer verbally, instead just clenching his fists in the 'grabby hands' motion. Patton took the cue, and gently picked the boy up. Remus winced as his thighs pressed against the fabric of Patton's clothes. He had scratched them so vigorously that they were now completely raw, dried up blood covering his fingernails.

"You poor thing! Dad thinks you need a bath, hun. And then, once you're all squeaky clean, we'll put some lotion on your thighs so the hurt will go away. That sound good?" Patton murmured softly upon inspecting Remus' thighs closer. The boy nodded, rubbing his eyes, exhausted from his meltdown.

"What got you so itchy in the first place?" the fatherly Side asked. Remus just shrugged, not quite sure himself. Patton looked around, only now noticing the pants on the floor.

"…Oh," he understood now, the lingering smell in the room making more sense. Truthfully, he had not paid much attention to it at first. It was Remus' room, it was subject to strange smells, and generally, it was better to not ask questions. By now the other Sides had learned to tune it out. Now, however, was not the time to dwell on that.

"Well," Patton said, "let's get you cleaned up!"

Some time later, as Patton had finally gotten the freshly-bathed toddler in a pull-up and t-shirt, and the washing machine running, he felt the ever-so-familiar tug of someone, likely Thomas, summoning him. So, Remus on his hip, he sank down.

"Oh! Logan! Did you need me for something?" Patton asked, surprised to see that it hadn't been Thomas who summoned him.

"I…" Logan started, his words drying on his tongue as he processed the fact that Patton was holding what appeared to be a toddler.

"Is that… Is that Remus?"

"Yup!"

"…Why is he a toddler?"

"No clue! So what's up?" Patton asked.

"Right, well, Thomas is experiencing a sort of… emotional crisis, and that's not exactly my area of expertise. I figured you would be able to help," Logan explained, gesturing to the host, still hunched over the desk, hiding behind his hands.

"Huh, okay," Patton frowned a little before walking to Thomas.

"Hey, buddy…" he started, gently laying a hand on his host's back. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing, just…" Thomas trailed off, taking a breath and rubbing his face before turning to look at Patton. His eyes were a little shiny, and he seemed exhausted. His brows furrowed in confusion once his brain registered the toddler Patton was holding.

"Remus," Patton explained.

"…Huh?"

"I don't know either, I just found him like this."

…How small is he?" Logan asked, furrowing his brows as well as he thought.

"Can't be older than two, I don't think. Poor guy had wet the bed, so we had a bit of a bath, and got some lotion on that nasty rash," Patton explained, gently moving Remus' legs a little so the other two could see how red and raw they were.

"Is… Is that why I…" Thomas trailed off, too embarrassed to say it outloud.

"Of course!" Logan suddenly explained, smacking his forehead as the realisation dawned on him.

"Remus' regression must've had a side effect in affecting you, Thomas!"

"A *Side* effect? Eh?" Patton grinned.

"…Yes? I'm not sure what you're implying here, Patton."

"It's- It's a pun, just ignore it," Thomas shook his head a bit.

"…Anyway, we can't leave a two-year-old on his own. I trust you'd be willing to care for him until we figure out a way to get him back to his adult self, Patton?" Logan said, raising his eyebrow slightly.

"Oh! Uh… Of course!" Patton tried his best to conceal his surprise, quickly regaining his composure and giving Logan a grin. Taking care of Remus couldn't be *that* hard!

Right?

#agere sanders sides #ts agere #logan sanders #ts logan #agere remus #sfw agere #cg patton #ts remus #ts patton #ts thomas #thomas sanders #sanders sides #remus sanders #patton sanders #autistic sides

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remusslove · 1 year

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Daddy!poly!marauders with little!reader and they are playing with him in their animagi forms

Awww this is cute! Imagine her getting all excited because she’s never seen em transform before😭🦋

Remus growled at Sirius in wolf form as he protectively circled around you since Sirius doesn’t know how rough he could get in dog form. “Remmy! Look so pweety!” You babbled kissing him on the nose as he nuzzled into your face making you giggle.

“Where’s Jamie?” You asked before a deer waltzed in clumsily with a pair of socks on its antlers and eye. You babbled at his silliness plucking the clothes off of him. “Like your antlers Jamie! Really big!” You exclaimed gripping one of them a bit tight in amusement.

He swung his head before bowing slightly signing that he wants you to go on his back. You quickly jumped on his back now holding both antlers as he hopped over the room with Sirius chasing him like there in a game of tag.

Remus sat on top of the bed James was about to jump on making him stop in his tracks. Remus glared before carefully taking you off his back with his teeth biting into your shirt.

“Remmyyy wanted to ride with James” you pouted but soon giggled as Sirius began licking your face. Even in wolf form remus was protective over you, as he was more of the strict one in your guys’s relationship.

“Wuv you Siri” you said scratching behind his ear causing him to bark happily as his tounge was hanging out of his drooled filled mouth panting slightly in pleasure.

Your attention was now on the deer who was currently munching on the bottom of your sweater that remmy gifted you. “Jamie! You can’t eat that silly!” You said tugging your sweater out of his mouth as he made a noise of protest.

Remus took this as a opportunity to crawl into your lap softly closing his eyes as you petted the top of his head. He stretched his paws yawning with a whine before beginning to snore quietly.

Not proofread<3💌

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puppycatremus · 4 months

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SCREAM I FORGOT ABT UR TEEN REGRESSOR VIRGIL AGENDA omfg Remus would be so good at offering him opportunities for like supervised chaos, like Virgil is deep in teenage angst and Remus is just like. Hey wanna go smash a bunch of pottery with baseball bats outside. And he acts really chill and fun abt it w Virgil so he feels rebellious but also makes sure that Vee is doing it safely, he's listening to V's suggestions abt what to break and how, he's helping V get his frustrations out through harmless violence.... i love teen Virgil and he would think Remus is the coolest :')

AAAA YESYESYESYES OMG 😭😭😭😭

#agere #sanders sides agere #agere virgil #teen regressor virgil #cg remus

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dannyisdone · 2 years

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One-shot Scrap

I started this when I was sad and wanted comfort, but now I am less sad and don't like it anymore, so here yall go lol

Featuring: Caregiver Remus and little Janus. Not much plot.

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Remus woke up to a kick in his side.

On any other day, it probably wouldn't have even fazed him. Lots of beasts tried to sneak attack him, usually because he forgot to shut his door to the Imagination, or something evolved in his little goo soup growing in the bathroom. Whatever it was, usually all he had to do was sleepily snap and they'd be back in their proper place, leaving him alone.

But somehow, his foggy morning brain remembered that Janus had came to sleep with him in the middle of the night, and that had him wide awake. He sat up and immediately summoned his morning star, holding it high, ready to bash whatever would have dared tried to mess with him while Janus was with him. But when he looked around the only other body in the room was Janus, sound asleep, foot awfully close to where Remus had to been kicked.

Immediately, Remus relaxed and magicked away his weapon. The cheeky thing beside him had kicked him in his sleep. But when Remus looked down at him, he was just too adorable to hold a grudge against.

Janus was cuddling his snakey plush close to his chest. His baby blanket was covering the top of his head, but Remus could see his peaceful looking face peeking out of it, sucking on his pacifier. He reached forward and pushed some of his tossed hair out of his face, and without meaning to, was immediately in his caregiver headspace. It was pretty rare that Remus would feel that way without a little snakey to entertain.

Remus looked over at his alarm clock, only to remember that he had broken it, perpetually keeping the red little lights to read 4:20. So instead, he summoned Logan’s watch into his hand.

It was 10 am. Janus normally would have been up an hour ago, but he'd had a late night, and he wasn't in his room to hear his own alarm clock go off. In fact, if Remus strained to listen, he could faintly hear it beeping across the hall.

10 am meant Remus could wake up Janus, guilt free. He sort of hoped Janus would wake up regressed. He wanted his baby snakey to ask him to make breakfast and get all bratty when Remus insists on him having a sippy cup because he's far too tiny for anything else. Once upon a time, Remus might have lamented how gross it was to be all sentimental and soft. But now, he realized it was nice to be all gooey and lovey everyone once in a while.

He slowly shook Janus’s shoulder, and Janus started to stir, whining as he was woken up.

"Too early." He grumbled, pacifier falling from his mouth and pulling his blankie over his eyes. Remus chuckled.

"Snakes and Blabbers, it's 10 am." Remus informed in. It would have been so easy to baby him. To just pick him up while he was still sleepy and carry him downstairs, or let him sleep in a bit more and then bring breakfast up to him on a Scooby-Doo plate, but if Janus wasn't regressed. He wouldn't appreciate the treatment, and Remus respected that. If Janus didn't regress, maybe Remus could go into the Imagination and watch a little kraken baby, or something dangerous like that!

"Nooooz early." Janus whined again.

#sanders sides agere #cg remus #agere janus #ts agere #dannyiswriting

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agerestorybits · 2 years

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Grit your teeth

Warnings, chronic pain, internalized ableism

Agere Janus, Cg Remus

(Slight vent fic.)

It wasn't fair. He didn't do anything to deserve this but it still happened. He still had to deal with it. The pain that crept over the left side of his face, down his neck and shoulder, down his arm. He guessed it was due to the scales that even outside of his shed there were times when it hurt. Stress and cold weather making his bones feel heavy and ache.

He wanted nothing more than to curl up under a pile of blankets and sleep until the pain faded. Let his arm stop quivering and jerking slightly. Give himself a bit of time to rest. But he had things to do today. So he put on an oversized sweater (It might have been one that Virgil had left behind.) put on a beanie to keep his head warm and winter pj pants and warm socks.

He went to get himself a cup of coffee and his hand jerked a bit causing him to spill coffee on the floor. He took a deep breath. He couldn't get upset without making the pain worse. That was curse of it's own, He wasn't allowed to be upset over it or it would hurt worse, which would cause him to get more stressed and then it would hurt more. A spiral of misery he had spent too many years learning to deal with.

That didn't make the stabbing pain in his hand joints any easier to deal with. It didn't make the cup of coffee any lighter, the half full mug still felt like it weight a ton. He took a step towards the table and away from the counter and cursed as his left hip and knee protested the movement but shooting pains. He stumbled slightly but managed to keep his coffee In the cup. He set the cup down and collapsed into a chair.

He was fine. "I'm fine. This is fine." He lied to himself. Because if he lied enough then he would believe it. He could power through and ignore the pain and be fine. He would be fine. He WAS fine. He was over reacting. He lifted the cup and took a sip before his hand jerked again and he spilled coffee on his shirt. He slammed the cup down and took a deep breath grabbing the table edges, blinking back feeling in his eyes that threatened tears.

"And that's it for today." Remus said taking the coffee cup from Janus and throwing a hand towel at him. Janus glared up at him as he grabbed the towel and dried off his shirt and the table. He watched as Remus poured out the coffee out in the sink. "You are done for the day."

"I don't think you noticed but I just woke up." Janus said dryly. Crossing his arms, or more so cradling his left one. "I have have things to do."

"They can wait." Remus said lightly looking Janus over before opening one of the cupboards that held Janus' pain meds and grabbed a pill bottle and a tube of pain cream. "You are going to relax today."

"I can relax after I get things done." Janus muttered rubbing at the area around his left eyes that was itchy and uncomfortable. The skin felt too tight and his eye kept blurring over.

"We'll see about that." Remus said. He felt Remus put two pain pills in his hand and a drink that he didn't notice was in a sippy cup till He was chewing on the sprout after taking the pills. He blinked and set the drink down and looked over at Remus who was warming up some of the pain cream between his hands. He didn't notice he had slipped till Remus was rubbing the cream over his scales and easing the outer ache.

He sniff as he teared up. "Hurts bubba." He whimpered.

Remus leaned over and kissed Janus' forehead. "I know. Let the meds help ok?" He said softly in that tone he saved just for little Janus. Janus nodded and let Remus gently rub the cream on his shoulder and neck, down his arm and all over his hand. The pain eased quite a bit and it felt less tight and wrong.

As soon as he was done Remus washed his hands and picked up Janus as he reached for Remus. “I’ve got you. We’re going to go cuddle up on your bed with all of your soft stuff and watch meeting the sloths.” Remus said grabbing the sippy cup of water. He would grab some juice and breakfast for Janus in a bit but he wanted the meds to have a chance to kick in first. Janus’ jaw could be really sore and he didn’t want his slither to have a breakdown over eating.

Again.

He set Janus on the bed and smiled as Janus snuggled down into the soft pile of blankets and pillows. He took the sippy cup easily and started sipping at the lukewarm water. Remus crawled in next to him and carefully held him so he wouldn’t put any pressure on hurting parts.

Janus curled into Remus, humming softly eyes glued to the t.v. as he watched for it to turn on. With a soft click the t.v turned on and Janus’ eyes lit up as the sloths appeared on screen. It didn’t matter that they watched the show over and over and over to the point of Janus being able to spit out sloth facts better than Logan could.

Janus bounced a bit as one of the sloths squealed and he made a noise back. “Eeeee.” He echoed back, making Remus smile. He would always find it funny that his slither would yell back at the sloths and other animals. Copying animal noises and then giggling at his own sound.

Janus would be upset about missing work later but Remus would firmly remind him that he NEEDED time. And everyone else could deal with the wait. If he needed space to heal then he would get that space.

#agere janus #Cg remus #chronic pain

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