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#9-1-1: lone star agere
downinthehull · 2 months
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Little!Carlos Reyes
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because i've been rewatching the show, and I just had to
I wanted to include smaller items, since he just seems like the type to wanna be able to hide all of it as easily as possible. he probably has a box under the bed or in the closet.
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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So I've been rewatching both 9-1-1 and Lone Star over the last couple of weeks, and just recently I rewatched their first crossover episode, and oh my GOD did that episode make me want to read/write a fic with Little!Buck and Little!TK having a playdate (both Captain Dads included, of course).
These two would definitely get into some mischievous adventures together, which would probably result in a few new grey hairs for their dads. Despite that tho, I can see them looking like a pair of angels when it's nap time or bedtime and curled up all cozy together on one of their dad's beds or in one of their cribs, pacis in mouth and comfort items in arm. Bobby and Owen would cherish those moments the most.
UGH I WANNA WRITE THEM SO BAD!!! But I got so much other crap to do before I can even think of opening a new doc! 😭😭
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anewkindofme · 6 months
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Little TK Strand
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trail-to-oklahoma · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Judd Ryder & TK Strand, Carlos Reyes & Judd Ryder (9-1-1 Lone Star) Characters: TK Strand, Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Judd Ryder (9-1-1 Lone Star) Additional Tags: Age Regression/De-Aging, CGRE - Caregiver/Age Regressor, Alternate Universe - Apocalypse, Supply Runs, Legos Series: Part 4 of Regressuary 2023 Summary:
Apocalypse AU Tk, Carlos, and Judd go on a supply run.
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deuce-agere · 5 months
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Was Deuce-T-Agere
I stand with Palestine 🇵🇸
Hello, I’m Deuce, you can also call me Dee or Spike. My pronouns are he/it (if you aren’t sure how to use it/it’s pronouns feel free to ask, otherwise just use he/him) I primarily regress to 1-4. I am also a puppy, snake, bunny, and gator regressor.
I love snakes and reptiles in general but mostly snakes. I love working out, skateboarding (I’m not very good tho lol), drawing, and writing.
T - 10/16/2023 🥳🥳
I make a lot of fandom age/pet(d)re content. 
Follows/likes from @deuce-t
Requesting:
Requests: Open
I taking requests for moodboards, character icons, outfits, and headcanons (please specify which one you want)
Here are some of the fandoms I’m in, including agere specific fandoms (you can make request outside of these but they might not be as accurate and I’m less likely to do them)
Bolded - current hyperfixations or special interests
9-1-1 (+ Lone Star) Blue’s Clues Bluey Care Bears Criminal Minds Critical Role DC DND Drawtectives Ever After High Friday the 13th Gargoyles (Disney) Hercules (Disney) Horror (other than Friday but that's the main one) James Bond Legends of Avantris Lilo and Stitch Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit Marvel Metalocalypse Monster High (All gens) Mulan (Disney) Phantom of The Opera (all adaptations) Sleeping Beauty (Disney) Star Trek (all series) Star Wars (1-6 and The Clone Wars series) Under the Dome
Am especially inclined to make regressor Deuce Gorgon, Hercules, Will Riker, or Jim Kirk, and caregiver Cleo de Nile, Megara, Deanna Troi, and Spock content
Asks are always open for questions!
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theflamingnightmare · 4 months
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Seven Sentence Sunday
Thank you once again for the tag, @anewkindofme! 🧡❤
I'm now working on Day 10 of Regressuary, so here's what I've written so far:
TK peered anxiously around the bright, colorful room. There were toys and other fun looking activities galore, Littles occupying every corner of the room, some playing together while others played on their own. Despite the exciting environment that would have normally been enough to pull him away from his dad's side, it wasn't enough today.
The sudden noise and movement of two Littles squealing as one ran after the other right past them, had TK tightening his grip on Owen's hand and pressing himself closer to the man.
"Hey, it's okay, baby." Owen gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "I know it's a little overwhelming, but you're going to have so much fun!"
TK made a noncommittal sound in the back of his throat. "Do I gotta stay, dada?" He turned his head and looked at the man with a pleading expression.
Owen smiled apologetically. "I'm afraid you do, champ."
"Can't go t'work with you?"
"No, honey, you can't. I'm sorry. But you'll only have to stay for a couple of hours. Just until Tommy can come get you, okay?"
"But tha's so fars away!" TK whined, tears filling his eyes and throat growing tight.
"Oh, baby bear. C'mere." The Caregiver pulled the boy into his arms. TK immediately burrowed his face into the man's shoulder, hands coming up to clutch at the back of his work shirt. "I know this place isn't the exact same as your old daycare, but I bet if you give it a chance you'll see that it's just as good as the last."
While this wasn't TK's first time attending daycare, it was the first time he was attending a new one since they left New York. He'd been going to his old daycare since he had been classified at seventeen, so it was understandable why he was feeling so anxious.
TK sniffles, a few tears managing to slip free and soak into the blue fabric of his dad's shirt. "Wha' if..." he trailed off, the tightness in his throat becoming almost suffocating and preventing him from speaking anymore.
"What if what, bud?" Owen gently coaxed, rubbing circles into the middle of TK's back.
The Little swallowed hard and took a few shaky breaths before he finally felt able to speak again.
"Wha' if n'body wants t'be my f'end, dada?"
"Baby bear, that's something you never have to worry about." Owen quietly chuckled. "You are the kind of person everyone wants to be friends with.
"Sure?"
"Of course I am! I bet almost the entire daycare will want to be your friend by the end of the day."
Despite the worries and fear that still wanted to flood his veins, the corners of TK's lips curled up into a small smile, and the grip he had on the Caregiver began to gradually loosen.
"You're gonna be okay, honeybun."
Owen gave the Little's back a comforting pat, before gently pulling out of the embrace and cupping TK's face in his hands, wiping the leftover tears from his cheeks.
"Feeling any better now, champ?"
TK shrugged, leaning into Owen's touch. "Guess a lil'."
"Would you like dada to try and help you find a quiet spot for you to stay at until you feel ready to play with the others?"
TK sucked his bottom lip between his teeth as he thought it over.
"Ah-ah, no biting on your lip, baby bear," Owen gently chided, pulling the little boy's lip free. He slipped the blue pacifier that hung from the clip connected to the Little's sweatshirt into his mouth. "That's what this is for."
Tagging (if you wanna): @angelique-of-the-volturi-guard and @thegoeticcleric
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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Okay, so a couple days ago I rewatched the S3 episode of Lone Star where TK is in his hypothermia induced coma and we get to see what's going on in his head, and oh my GOD did it give me SUCH an amazing idea for an agere mulit-chapter fic!!!
Remember how in TK's coma dream he's back in his dad's house but with his mom and they bake cookies? And how TK tells Gwyn he'll always be her little boy, that he still is? Well Goddamn did all that get my writer brain going!
So, what if both Owen and Gwyn were there in TK's dream, and they were treating him like he was still a little boy? The way I'm picturing it is kind of like that episode of SPN when Sam and Dean go to heaven together and see each other's versions of it, and Dean has that one memory of Mary from when he was 3 or 4–dressed the part and being treated like a little boy despite him still looking and acting like his adult self to Sam and the viewers. That's how I imagine this going with TK.
He still looks like an adult and feels like one, and is incredibly confused by what's happening at first, but quickly begins to enjoy all their attention and babying. And soon, begins to feel like the little boy their treating him as. Like in the episode tho, it's Carlos speaking to him that still inevitably brings him back to waking reality.
However, almost as soon as they get the tube out of him, he's still panicking and begins to tearfully call for his mama and daddy. Carlos is freaking out but doing his best to calm him down before the nurses have to give him a sedative, reassuring him that he'll call and get his dad here as soon as possible, but in the end TK is too disoriented and scared, and at the doctor's order one of the nurses has to give him a mild sedative.
Carlos calls Owen as soon as TK is fully under the drugs affects and tells him he needs to get to the hospital quick, that TK woke up and was asking for him. By the time Owen arrives, TK is beginning to fight his way out of the sedative's clutches. As soon as he lays his eyes on Owen the waterworks start up all over again and he desperately reaches for him. Owen, while bewildered and worried, just rolls with it and does what any good father would: give his kid as much comfort as he needs.
Owen ends up climbing nto bed with TK (cautious of the cords and tubes still attached to him, of course), and TK eventually cries himself into an exhausted sleep in his arms. The doctor ends up making a return not long after that (Owen still in the bed, not daring to move and disturb his son's rest), and Owen immediately asks the burning question on both his and Carlos' mind; did TK suffer brain damage? The doctor tells the two of them that they can't know for certain until they run some tests on him, leaving Owen and Carlos to stress over the potential answer they'll receive in the next few hours.
As they'll soon find out, however, this has nothing to do with any physical damage to TK's brain, but instead has everything to do with his psyche.
I'm thinking that TK would probably stay regressed for most of the duration of the fic, but that even once he does start to come back to himself, he'll realize that while everything that's happened during that time feels embarrassing as all hell, it also feels right. Like something he's needed for a very long time, but just hadn't known until he got it.
Wow, hyperfixation really said, "Bitch you will write this shit. You may not know when, but you will."
Yet another idea saved in the backlog I keep in both my phone and brain lmaoooo. 😅🥲
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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Fuck-It-Friday
Thank for tagging, @anewkindofme! ❤
I'm now on Regressuary Day 11, so here's a snippet of that:
Owen smothered a yawn into his hand as he staggered into the kitchen in direction of his expresso maker. He slept in an hour longer than what he normally allowed himself to on his days off, but after a late night out with Judd and his poker buddies, Owen was feeling the aftereffects of minimal sleep and five glasses of whiskey.
"Oh the joys of getting older," he muttered to himself as he reached a hand up to message his achy temples.
After getting the expresso machine ready to roast, Owen turned to the cupboard that held mugs and glasses. He paused with his hand on the cabinet's handle, however, when something out of place on the counter next to him caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. Turning his head to look, his brows shot up when he saw what it was.
A lime green sippy cup that looked like it had been used fairly recently.
Owen just stared at the cup in bewilderment, trying to force his un-caffeinated, still sleep hazy brain to piece together where or who it may have come from. He eventually reached out and picked it up to inspect it closer. Sure enough, after unscrewing the top, he could see leftover traces of Coca-Cola. TK's favorite soft drink...
"D-dad?"
Owen's head snapped up. TK stood at the threshold between the kitchen and living room, looking for all the world like he'd seen a ghost–pale, wide eyed, and trembling.
"TK, hey, what's–"
"I-I can explain! That's not what–I mean, I'm not–It... it's not...! I'm–"
Owen set the cup back down and hurried over to his son's side when the younger man's breathing began pick up speed at an alarming rate.
"Hey, hey, TK–it's okay, it's okay!" Owen cupped his face and tilted his head to meet his gaze. "I need you to take a deep breath for me. Okay, bud? Can you do that?"
TK gave a jerky nod, inhaling a short, shaky breath. It took a few attempts, but with Owen's guidance and reassuring words, TK was eventually able to draw in regular breaths again.
"Come on, come sit down." Owen helped TK over to one of the island stools.
Owen took a seat beside him, then asked, "So, you wanna tell me what's going on now?"
"I don't know how." TK's voice broke, tears immediately springing to his eyes. "Not without you thinking I'm a total freak, at least..."
"Hey." Owen's expression turned firm but not unkind. "There is nothing you could say that would ever make me think you're a freak. Absolutely nothing. You can always come to me and talk to me about anything."
TK still didn't look entirely convinced, but nodded at his father's words, nonetheless.
"Okay. Um... guess I'll just rip the bandaid off, then." TK paused for a moment, seeming to psych himself up before he went on. "Sometimes, when I'm really stressed out, I do this thing where I, uh... where I go into this childlike state of mind. I, um, like drinking from sippy cups and bottles, playing with toys, watching cartoons, all that kinda stuff. That–that's why I didn't have date night with Carlos last night. I just... I really needed some time on my own to unwind. Though, I guess I got a bit too deep in that headspace last night. I don't normally leave my little stuff lying around."
Tagging (if you wanna): @angelique-of-the-volturi-guard, @snarkythewoecrow and anyone who wants to join!
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anewkindofme · 4 months
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The Little Monkey: Chapt. 6 [Sleepover in Daddy's Bed]
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TK, along with every stuffed animal he owns, is having a sleepover in his daddy's bed!
On AO3
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anewkindofme · 6 months
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I may have to write more TK & Owen today because my heart is exploding watching this gif again.
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Just little baby who needs his dada. Owen is soooo touchy feely and would be all cuddly with his widdle monkey boy.
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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Day 3 of Regressuary
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TK catches a bad case of food poisoning and tries to hide it from Owen. Thankfully, he has a caring father who refuses to let him suffer alone and who reminds him that it's okay to need a little extra help.
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Reblogs are dearly appreciated 🧡❤
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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Day 11 of Regressuary
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Who knew a sippy cup left on the kitchen counter would lead to the beginning of something new and special. Certainly not Owen nor TK.
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Reblogs are dearly appreciated 🧡❤
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theflamingnightmare · 3 months
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Day 10 of Regressuary
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It's TK's first day attending a new daycare in Austin.
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Reblogs are dearly appreciated 🧡❤
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anewkindofme · 5 months
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Caregiver!Grace Ryder
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anewkindofme · 5 months
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May I ask about a Tk Owen little-verse mood-board please? If it is alright. Hope you're having a nice day :).
Sure! Here you go :)
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anewkindofme · 6 months
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New TK paci edit. ❤️
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