// imagine a day at the library with your cg (mama ver.) // ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
"remember to use your inside voice, love."
"lets hold mama's hand when we go up the steps baby, don't want you tripping now, would we?"
holding hands while your cg asks for additional information at the front desk.
"you're too tiny to be walking around on your own honey, but we can look for any book you like together."
your cg helps to pick out your book(s) based on your favorite interests.
"do you like that book sweetheart? well, let's go find a spot to sit and read it together."
cuddling in your cg's arms while their voice, alongside a good story, soothes you into your headspace.
coloring or drawing at the kids station and playing with the second hand toys.
your cg helping you carry your new stack of books to the counter and checking them out for you.
"alright baby, remember, your new books are due by x."
"you've been so good today, how about a little treat before we head home."
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(I put this set under a 'read more' because while I do skirt around their relationship in my Erik agere content, it's harder to avoid the fact that Erik was very much an adult when they met when I'm writing about Chrstine's regression, so because of mentions of that, I'm putting a content warning here for the age gap: although my headcanons are set in a time when they're both adults, that isn't intended to fix the previous imbalance)
The two of them have come to revel in the oddness of their relationship: they have been enemies and lovers and predator and prey, and now that Christine has gained her own claws, they come together on shifting ground
Erik has always known about Christine’s regression: she was often young when she wept for her father in the empty rooms of the opera house, where her angel’s voice would soothe her to sleep
Many nights, he would carry her back to bed once she had succumbed to slumber, and tuck her in as he imagined a father might
Those nights made him feel desperately protective and desirous of the same gentle treatment, which he himself had never received
Christine did not take long to find out about Erik’s regression in return, and once she told him that she wanted to help, he always immediately ran to her to cling when he was regressed
This is one single edge of their complicated relationship, but it is a very meaningful and gentle part that they both prize dearly
Erik calls her ‘mama’ and Christine melts for it every time
Christine still calls him ‘angel’ when she’s small: a bittersweet thing for the two of them, but innocently meant in her regression
They don’t get along when they’re both regressing, and tend to give each other space and time: they both need a gentle hand that the other can’t quite give when they’re both small
Erik has a much more dissociative experience with regression, with memory loss and confusion upon regressing and aging up again
Christine tends to have more memories shared, and less disorientation, but she’s also more prone to regressing in stressful situations, whereas Erik regresses when he feels safe (or is waking from a nightmare)
Both of them are very clingy to their caregiver when they’re regressed and the other is around, but they can also spend a day alone when regressed and have a good time doing that as well, especially Christine, who likes to dig in the garden
they both enjoy sharing music through regression: Erik is a magnificent musician at any age, and Christine likes to sing simpler songs when she's regressed, which Erik never fails to praise her for
Christine likes to read books but Erik prefers to be moving or creating, too restless unless it's time for a nap, but he'll make an exception if Christine will cuddle him while she reads out loud
— • 🐰🌼 “Perhaps you’re different, but different isn’t bad”
The little bunny sat on their bed, ears droopy as they stared at their lap. Weren’t they good enough? Why were they treated so differently from other bunnies? Surely, they were just as fuzzy, warm, and friendly as the others, weren’t they?
Maybe I am different.. they found themselves thinking.
“What’s on your mind, bun?” Mama rabbit suddenly asked. She had opened the door to their room, cookies and milk at hand. Perhaps she had noticed the down behavior from her bunny.
“I’m..too different from other bunnies.”
Their mama gave them a puzzled, yet concerned look. “Different, you say?”
The little bun nodded sadly.
She stood there in deep thought. Mama rabbit was probably thinking of how to properly address such a situation; to her, her little bunny was the most interesting and fun little bun to be around.
“Being different isn’t a bad thing,” she began. “Yes, perhaps some bunnies won’t understand..they are too used to the idea of a ‘normal’ that they don’t see just how truly wonderful someone who’s different can be. You may not be like everyone else, but you certainly have good qualities, and I’m sure the other bunnies see that despite your differences.”
She wiped a small tear from her bunny’s eye. “And just like there isn’t just one spot on a lady bug, there isn’t just one person in the world who’s different. There are many bunnies just like you, who will accept you as you are and be your friend.”
She gently patted their hair. “Perhaps you are a little different, but different isn’t bad.”
Regressor! Mabel pines,with caregiver! Grunkle stan stimboard
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This was a request!
fictional caregiver who yearns to have a child of their own, misses being a parent, wishes to make up for lost time, etc. that is overwhelmed with joy to take care of someone very dear to them upon learning they’re a regressor/dreamer
does anyone else find reading when regressed a bit difficult? only asking because this is a recent development for me. is that normal?? :'))
Princess Playroom
People hating on age regressors are funny like sorry you hate my childlike wonder I'm gonna keep shaking this toy because it makes a funny noise and take a sippy from my super cool mega awesome dino cup
oh how i yearn to be in an elementary school setting again. learning new things, going outside to play, going to the library, playing with toys you don't have at home, playing cool instruments, playing with the parachute in gym, rolling around on little colorful scooters, sitting at a desk with my name on it, eating snacks while being read a cool book, and naptimes... i miss it so bad
there’s something so pure about falling asleep regressed; tucked in soft blankets, stuffie(s) in hand, feeling so tiny and cradled by pure comfort.. almost feels like nothing can hurt you when you’re like that, safe and sound and small ♡
— caregiver ! mavuika from genshin impact headcannons !! ( request from anon )
🔥 takes you on rides on her bike. buys you your very own helmet to decorate with stickers and your own leather jacket
🌋 gets competitive during game time but always lets you win and gets playfully dramatic about it
☀️ likes it when you play with her hair, lets you style it during dress-up
🔥 calls you smolder, ember, her hero/mama's hero, firefly, candlelight, fireball and fire starter
🌋 is a big sis and a mama caregiver, also likes being an auntie
☀️ takes you to karaoke events and sings whatever you want with you
🔥 also sings with you at home
🌋 teaches you every single card game under the sun
☀️ cheers you on in every hobby you do. always buying you new supplies and teaching you new skills, even if you change hobbies quickly she still supports you and encourages you to keep going
🔥 straps you to her chest when she goes out on morning jogs
🌋 does the "here comes the airplane" thing when she's feeding you
☀️ sometimes forgets the diaper bag at home but has started keeping emergency baby supplies on her bike for you