Baby Vaggie + Snack Time
So like I've said, I see Vaggie as being autistic and think that would factor into her regression. She has exactly 4 (...3) safe foods that she'll always agree to, including pupusas, rice, chicken nuggets from a specific brand, and water. She's also probably food aversive in her bigger headspace, but she may try to hide that more since she'd be masking. As a baby not needing to mask, she has no qualms about saying 'no' to unwanted food.
'Saying' may be a strong word. She's nonverbal in babyspace, so "chuck the plate at the wall and run away" is probably more accurate.
It worries Lucifer. Honestly. He worries over vitamins, he worries over protein and fiber, he worries over whether he made her enough food to keep her full. Charlie's always been such a little foodie. Even regressed, she loves trying new things! He's never really had a loved one like Vaggie to look after, and he's scared he's doing it wrong. He's certain he's neglecting her by not giving her enough.
So he sets off to try to find more foods to offer little Vaggie! Fruit? ...no. Oatmeal? Yuck. Mac and cheese? Never. She either won't come near him if he's holding something for her to try, or she rips the plate out of his hands and slams it on the ground, making a huge disgusting mess. Not once does she bring herself to try anything.
He means well. He just wants to avoid upset tummies for her. But it's stressing her the fuck out. Every time she slips into babyspace, he wants to get her to try something new. But no!!! She hates all the foods!!! It gets to the point where Baby Vaggie starts throwing tantrums whenever she starts feeling hungry, just anticipating a fight.
Well no, see, NOW Lucifer fucked up. Now she won't even eat her safe foods if he's the one who makes it because she can't trust him. He feels just horrible.
Eventually he and Vaggie need to have a talk when she's not regressed, with Charlie mediating. With a really thorough explanation on sensory issues, plus some tough love, they're able to convince Lucifer that backing off with the food thing is how he can support Vaggie best. Not by forcing it.
He completely stops trying to force the food issue. He understands why it was harmful for Vaggie. But secretly...he doesn't actually feel BETTER. He's still so scared that Vaggie's not getting enough and that he's making her sick by underfeeding her. He thinks he just can't win as her caregiver. But he LISTENS to her and stops. And that matters the most to Vaggie.
One day, by chance, Baby Vaggie toddles over to the kitchen counter and starts messing around. Lucifer is so wrapped up in what he's doing that he doesn't notice her at first.
She found an apple pie. Cooled thankfully, so it won't burn her. But a big, beautiful baked pie he made to surprise Charlie later.
He looks over and there's Vaggie just having the time of her life destroying it. She loves the smell and the *SQUISH* of squeezing it in between her little fingers. He starts to react but...just gives up. It's too damn late to stop her. He sighs, feeling defeated.
But her laugh is pretty contagious. The goof ball's smeared pie everywhere. Across the counter, in her hair, on her pajamas. Kid's just a walking disaster and is having too much fun to realize it. He can't stay mad at her. In fact, he comes over to join in. He draws little pictures and scribbles in the muck with her, and makes silly "SMASH! SMASH! SMASH!" noises when he crushes the sliced apples on the counter. Vaggie cackles from all the energy.
Vaggie goes to wipe the drool off her lips with the back of her hand, and Lucifer notices she's smeared a big glop of syrup across her face. Across her mouth. Her little pink tongue just barely pokes out of her mouth in curiosity. Lucifer pauses and holds his breath.
She cringes and spits on the floor. Yuck.
But...the baby's tried it...! The baby tried some new food! Lucifer is delighted!
"OH you little sunshine! You little duckie, I'm so proud, you're so brave!" He goes on cooing at her until she's just sick of it. But! His babyest baby girl did a thing! Tried a new thing! On her own terms and in her own time! It's just one tiny little thing but it means the world to him because she means the world to him!
He starts brainstorming more food they can play with. More smearing! More sensory! More messes! More fun! Get his baby all the fun!!!
Charlie comes home and nearly faints at the sight of the kitchen, which is absolutely trashed. They're both walking disasters.
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Thinking ab Team Rancher and what their love languages would be.
Obviously Jimmy is super duper touch starved but I don't think his LL would be physical touch. I can understand why someone might think that but personally I don't. I think Jimmy's would be words of affirmation (definitely) and gift giving. He falls head over heels if you give him a gift (no matter how small) and becomes a blushy mess if he's giving you one. Words of affirmation is easy like my man definitely has a praise k[GETS SHOT]
Tango's would probably be acts of service or quality time. Maybe both. He seems like the type where if he offers to build or do redstone for you he's trying to tell you he loves and cares for you without actually saying it. He absolutely dies when someone cleans up his area or sorts his chests without him asking or even hinting at it. He likes being noticed like that. As for quality time, well, look at him. He takes slowburn (haha blaze hybrid joke) very seriously like he needs to spend time with you to form an opinion on you and if he's always trying to spend time with you then he obviously really likes you. Sometimes he even plans fun things to do w you!
Their love languages actually work pretty well together. Jimmy likes being around people who will compliment him for no reason other than knowing him and his LL and Tango likes spending time with people in general. Jimmy can take his gift giving to practical levels to where it's basically helping Tango out with whatever, so it's basically an act of service to Tango. The lines get blurred when it comes to reception but it all works out perfectly. They really do fit each other like gloves.
I'm curious to see what you guys think? Do you agree? Have other options?
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I’m gonna level with you (feel free to skip lmao-)
My pieces haven’t been doing well. Not bad, but not as well as they could’ve been doing. I think the actual quality of them has slipped, and while I try to get it back up, I think I’m going to close requests and just focus on posting what I’ve got in the drafts and inbox and seeing what happens.
I hate that I’ve let the numbers dictate how I’ve been feeling, because this whole thing is a simulation; none of what happens on here is real. I’m beyond grateful when someone takes the time to interact with, let alone read my content- please don’t get that twisted. Just while I’m trying to figure out things, what I could be doing better, times that seem convenient, etc., your patience is all I ask.
Much love, and thank you for being here 🩷
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wip weekend💓✨
thank you to @fastcardotmp3 & @gideoncharov for the kick in the pants!! <3 i've been feeling wonky all week and wasn't able to get much writing done and i've HATED it. so thank youuuu <3 i miss writing i need to get something done😤
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spider-nance
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snippet: (from the rr:stud au):
Something about the Byers house feels…off. The sinking feeling in Robin’s stomach is not lost on her. It’s like, a hub, or a lair of some sort. Something is here, she just doesn’t know what.
Whatever it is, Robin doesn’t want to be here longer than she has to be.
They make their way to the backyard, Will marches to the shed that stands at the edge of the yard.
“I don’t mean to sound rude or anything, but, what are we here for?” Robin asks, shoving her hands in her pockets.
Will does not answer immediately, instead he busies himself in the shed. He pulls a small box from a larger crate, shoving them in his vest pocket. He turns around, searching the slimy walls of the shed. “There it is!”
“Where what is?”
“This,” he shows her. It’s a rifle. Not a very big one, but—
“Woah, where—do you even know how to use this?”
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