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Vibrant rainbow moodboard 🌈
#safe agere#sfw agere#agere#agere little#oc agere#age regression#agere moodboard#safe age regression
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Can you do a drawing of Orchid (a TADC OC of mine) being cared for by either Jax or Caine?
*The last pic isn’t mine, I just added Paisley and Orchid for height reference*
I actually don't take OC requests, but since you were first request I've received, I decided to make an exception! Jax takes a sleepy Orchid to bed.
I tried to incorporate as much of your Orchid headcanons as possible, such as adding their baby blanket, a weather themed chewlery (it's a lightning bolt!), and their tendency to regress when they're feeling sleepy. Hope you like it!
I'll probably make more drawings with dialogue, I like how this turned out! In the midst of drawing, I realized that it reminded me a lot of this professor venomous and fink clip, how cute!
#agere#fandom agere#sfw agere#age regression#agere art#sfw age regression#tadc#tadc agere#tadc oc#oc agere#fandom oc#tadc jax
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Agere Moodboards for my OC’s <3
Mabel (1) & Evelyn (2)
The art is by my amazing best friend @/sinnamonbsw on instagram!!
#agere#sfw agere#age regression#agere post#agere blog#age regressor#sfw littlespace#agere little#age dreaming#safe agere#agere moodboard#agere positivity#agere community#sfw age regressor#sfw age regression#oc agere
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Soft Peppermint
Is a baby/toddler regressor!
#oc#oc agere#original character#original character agere#ur fav is agere#age regression#fandom agere#sfw#agere#sfw only#age regressor#baby regressor#toddler regressor
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Little!Amy Lassi (my OC!) moodboard!!
#sfw agere#agere community#age regressor#agere blog#paci edits#pacis4u✨#sfw age regression#agere moodboard#safe agere#oc agere#agere little#oc moodboard#Moodboards4u⭐️
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surely i can’t be the only one who has ocs that regress … who else out here has ocs who regress… raise your hand… show me your lil guys … 🥺
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⋆୨୧˚ Don’t cry, little rabbit. ˚୨୧⋆
Big sibling caregiver Artemis + Padded baby regressor Romeo!
♡ Summary - When Romeo ends up hurt during training, Artemis comes to help!
~ Hello! Bear here, I was a little nervous to post this since it’s oc content and I don’t know if people will be interested in that.. but I wanted to write some agere about two of my favourite Fire Emblem Ocs, Romeo and Artemis! Romeo is a wyvern knight.. with a dark past and a weakness for the colour pink, and Artemis is a dancer who is the epitome of sunshine! I hope you enjoy this little ramble of two ocs I adore!
♡ ~ ☆
Training was never fun.. especially not in the blazing heat, but you could never be too prepared. Artemis took a long drink from his water bottle as he sat on one of the dusty wooden benches, trying to catch his breath. He had to make sure he was at his best in terms of combat.. you never know when enemies could strike. His amber eyes scanned the emptiness of the training grounds, being alerted by the growls and snorts of Romeo’s Wyvern.. ah- she seemed to be in a bad mood today.. most likely due to the heat.
“This heat is awful, Primrose- I know exactly how you feel.” Romeo groaned, trying to keep his Wyvern calm.. until a loud bang rang out through the training grounds, causing the wyvern to rear up in the air, letting out a ferocious roar.
Romeo’s eyes widened, trying to get his grip back on the reins so he could calm her, but his fingers slipped. He let out a surprised shout as he slipped off of the creature, hitting the sawdust with a thud. The fall hadn’t been too bad.. but oh Sothis did it hurt. Romeo felt the pain reverberate through his body.
Artemis stood up, hurriedly jogging over to the injured man and kneeling down, a look of panic on his face.
“Romeo! Are you okay, can you get up? Do you want me to fetch-“ he started before Romeo burst into tears, his previously calm composure dissolving in an instant. He didn’t normally react like this.. Normally he’d just get up and get back to work, Artemis looked concerned for a moment before realising.. ah, Romeo had probably regressed, he smiled softly, lowering his voice as not to startle Romeo.
He reached out, carefully helping Romeo Lean up, lifting him up into his strong arms.
“There there, little rabbit..” he shushed Romeo gently, trying his best to soothe his upset ally. He carried Romeo in a gentle manner, looking around for any other students- he knew Romeo hadn’t really addressed his regression in front of anyone other than him and Byleth.. and he didn’t want to accidentally embarrass him.
“It’s okay Romeo, you just took a little tumble. It’s alright.” Artemis whispered, patting Romeo’s back as he gently held Primrose’s reins, leading her back to the stables, whispering soothing words into his ear as he took the wyvern back to her stall.
Once Primrose had been calmed and put back in the stables, Artemis looked down at Romeo.. he had calmed down a lot, only letting out a few sniffles every now and then. Artemis smiled softly as he carefully carried Romeo through the halls of the monastery, all the way back to the dormitory. Romeo sniffled, clinging to Artie’s shirt with a little whimper.
“Oh? It’s okay, baby.. it’s just us two.” Artemis assured him, carefully retrieving the keys to Romeo’s room out of Romeo’s pocket and unlocking the door, gently pushing it open. He carried Romeo over to his bed, tutting quietly at the messy state of the room before lying him down on the bed.
Artemis put his hands on his hips, chuckling softly as he saw Romeo get comfortable and snuggle down.. but he still looked a little upset. Artemis couldn’t blame him- that tumble did seem a little painful.
“Alright, little one. It seems you bumped your knee a little when you fell of that wyvern of yours..” Artemis said, his voice quiet and kind, like the warm rays of the sun. He looked around the room, looking for bandaids of some kind, or just something that could help with Romeo’s injury.
“Let’s get you into something more comfortable.. then I’ll find something for that knee.” Artemis muttered, kneeling down and dragging Romeo’s box of little items from underneath the bed, he knew Romeo kept them under there so no one would find them.. thankfully, Artemis had been one of the few that Romeo had told him the location of his supplies, just in case something happened.
Artemis opened the box, bringing out a nappy, a pink pacifier and a onesie, the onesie was quite adorable, made to resemble a wyvern, with a long tail and little wings. He showed the items to Romeo, waiting for his approval before he began to change him.
He made sure to keep Romeo distracted from the change, singing softly to him as he put the soft nappy on him, helping him into the onesie and buttoning it up. He chuckled, handing Romeo his pacifier.
“Why, don’t you look cute! You make such a cute Wyvern, little one.” He said, taking a colourful bandaid from the box and gently applying it to Romeo’s knee before pulling down the leg of the onesie to cover it up, grinning.
“All done!” He announced before lifting Romeo onto his lap, ruffling his pink locks. His heart warmed as he saw Romeo smile a little, getting comfortable on his lap. He wrapped his hands around the pink-haired man, hugging him gently.
He was happy to look after Romeo for as long as his presence was wanted.. Romeo was a very dear friend to him after all. He would always be there for Romeo, whenever and wherever he needed him to be there for.
Picrew link: https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/134965
#oc agere#age regression#agere blog#babiepupp#fandom agere#Romeo von Lapin#Artemis Ièros#agerespace#sfw blog#bear oc rambles#sfw agere#padded regressor#big brother cg#fire emblem oc#oc rambles
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super unrelated to my usual fandom rambles, but… i made an oc !
this is rory :33
he’s a funky vampire barbie that i made as an alternative for a self-insert for tadc!!
a few things about him:
- he’s plastic and fake ! /hj
- his blush and beard were colored on by marker :p
- oddly good at juggling
- flip, cg leaning (jax’s usual babysitter!) (…and my fictive cg…)
- always snacking on mentos…
and i have a bunch more things stored up about him so…if you wanna know more, my ask box is open !! he’s just so cool nd my first real oc so i’m excited !!
another photo :3 (tw for blood!!)
#agere#fandom agere#tadc agere#oc agere#!!!#i made one finally and i’m so excited#:33#oc: rory!#(aaaaa i have a new tag)#maybe he can make more appearances?#soup speaks
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sick day, ick day.
ward isn't at 100% when he wakes up, and he continues to feel worse throughout the day. it doesn't help his mood when being sick isn't the only thing making his brain fuzzy. luckily, his friends are there even when he's cranky.
dni if your blog isn't safe for children/nsfw/K!nk
ward belongs to TL, we don't own the star trek characters.
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“beep. beep. beep.”
ward stirred and tried to block out the sound of his alarm going off. he’d gone to bed early and set his alarm for late, but he still felt groggy as if he hadn’t rested at all. the beeping wasn’t helping at all, the shrill sound grating in his ears, and finally ward rolled over to turn it off. he sat up with a groan, rubbing his eyes. as tempting as it would be to go back to sleep, he had a shift in a half hour he needed to get ready for.
slowly, ward got up and began to get ready for the day. he brushed his teeth with his eyes half-closed, and gave the same effort into taming his hair. as he dressed, ward debated on if he wanted to get anything to eat, eventually deciding against it. better to get a headstart on his work- it already felt like it was going to be a long day.
he was only a few hours into his shift, but to say it felt like it’d been years since he’d left his bed that morning would be an understatement. it was getting harder and harder to focus on his work, as ward’s attention kept drifting away. to add to that, his uniform felt too hot, and as if it was sticking to him. he tugged at the neckline of his shirt, feeling a bit suffocated.
he got up to blow his nose again, probably the third time in the past ten minutes, and caught the eye of a nearby ensign as looking over at him as he sat back down.
“everything alright over there?” ward asked. he winced internally at the how raspy his voice sounded, and reached for his nearly empty water to drink the last few drops.
“uh, yes sir. everything’s alright.” the ensign answered hastily. she looked like she wanted to say something else, but went back to work instead. ward tried to do the same, but any focus he had had was gone. he tried to force his attention back to his work anyway, observing the sample in front of him.
another hour dragged by, with nothing really getting done. his notes were more scribbles and stick figures than anything scientifically useful. he was in the middle of his third line of writing, “i’m bored.” over and over when there was a tap on his shoulder.
ward looked up to see spock standing beside him, looking down at his paper with a raised eyebrow. he resisted the urge to cover up his paper, knowing the first officer had already seen it.
“lieutenant.”
the urge to groan loudly and stick his tongue out was great, but he pushed the childish urge away. despite having only spoken one word, spock had said quite a lot, and ward wasn’t in the mood for a one-word lecture. he cleared his throat to reply.
“did’ja need something, mister spock?” his voice was still sounding rough, but maybe that would cause spock to overlook the work.
“you look unwell. you may stop where you are and rest in your quarters,” spock answered. his tone was calm and collected, but firm. normally, ward would have jumped at the chance to go, and if spock was a few hours earlier, he gladly would’ve.
now though, feeling sick wasn’t the only thing making his brain fuzzy and somewhat moody. he was not a fan of being told what to do when regressed, nor was he a fan of being sick, so the combination of the two certainly making him feel agreeable. ward scowled, pulling a face at his notes that definitely wasn’t truly meant for spock.
“i’m busy doing sample work, mister spock. we need these done soon,” ward pointed out, mostly for the sake of arguing. did he want to work? no, not really. did he want to listen to spock? even less so.
“your notes as they are are not usable data, and continued work of this level would not be useful either. you may request to return tomorrow after you have rested, lieutenant,” spock dismissed the argument easily. the first officer looked down at ward’s notes as if to prove his point. ward flipped them over, giving spock a look. the vulcan stared back, unimpressed.
“i have to ask to do my job now?”
“ward,” spock warned. it was a fairly familiar tone to him, and ward struggled to keep the pout from forming on his face.
“fine, i’m going,” ward stood up and stormed away from his work station. he ignored the vulcan following behind him, and tried to close the turbolift doors on him unsuccessfully.
“i don’t want you looking after me. i wanna be by myself,” ward grumbled. he crossed his arms with an irritated huff, trying to glare at the other.
“i assumed as such. i would recommend you seek dr. mccoy at least, to be sure you are not seriously ill,” spock replied, not at all put off by the moody regressor. his hands were carefully folded behind his back, and he had no real reaction to the cranky expression on ward’s face. ward didn’t reply, and left the first officer in the turbolift once he was at his floor.
once in his room, he locked the door and angrily kicked off his shoes, not caring where they went. he tried to yank off his two shirts at once, getting frustrated when his arms got stuck. finally he freed himself, throwing the shirts to the floor.
he’d felt too hot and suffocated with them on, but now that he wasn’t wearing them, he was too cold. ward shivered as he dug around in his small side closet for a more comfortable top. he pulled out a soft long-sleeved top, a blue one similar to his uniform blue. he struggled a bit to put it on, but finally managed and then flopped onto his couch clutching a pillow.
he still felt too hot and too cold, his throat definitely hurt now, and his whole body was feeling altogether achy. he was grumpy because he was sick and didn’t feel good, and mad because spock kicked him out of work. on top of that, spock was no doubt tattling to jim or bones, and then he couldn’t go to work until he wasn’t regressed or sick.
a chirp from the door told him someone wanted in, and ward tossed the pillow at it instead. it hit the door with a soft pompf and fell to the floor. the door chirped again, and ward buried his face in the back of the couch. he heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps approaching him, before something soft was dropped on him.
ward could tell it was the pillow he’d thrown, and he pushed it onto the floor without saying anything. even though he knows the person behind him is waiting, he doesn’t roll over, instead keeping his face tucked into the couch.
after a few minutes, there was a familiar sounding sigh, and a hand gently shook his shoulder.
“i know you’re not asleep, kid. c’mon, sit up and let me have a look at you,” bones said, continuing to gently shake ward’s shoulder until he turned over. he gave bones a cross look, and the doctor raised an eyebrow.
“are we going to be like that today?”
“spock’s a jerk,” ward replied moodily, but sat up to let the older man have a look at him.
“your shirt’s on backwards,” bones pointed out in response as he took a brief scan with his tricorder. the unspoken question hung in the hair, asking both how he was feeling in general and age-wise.
“yeah, ‘cause spock’s a jerk,” ward repeated as the tricorder whirred. bones gave him a disapproving look, and shook his head.
“don’t you be mad just because the hobgoblin took you off duty. you look awful- if i had seen you, i would have taken you off duty myself. plus, you know you’re not supposed to be working when regressed. the science wing is no place for a kid,” bones scolded as he waited for the results. ward scowled and didn’t say anything. instead, he just slouched down on the couch.
“just a twenty-four hour bug, nothing major.”
ward rolled over with a huff, staring at the back of the couch instead of replying. mentally, he added bones to the list of things he was upset at, slotting the other right next to spock.
“you gonna pout over a cold?”
“not pouting. i’m ignoring you, there’s a difference,” ward grumbled. he was in a total bad mood now, and he was determined to broadcast and share that fact. bones sighed behind him, and patted his shoulder.
“where are you at right now, ward? your usual range?”
“yeah. go away, i wanna be by myself.”
bones sighed again, and ward heard him step away. he waited to hear the door open and close, and when it didn’t, ward looked over his shoulder to see what was happening.
bones was standing in front of the replicator, having something be made. when he turned, he was holding ward’s favorite cup in one hand, and a plate in the other. he set them both down on the side table by the couch, and then dug in his pockets to pull out a pre-prepared hypospray.
“i got you some juice and orange slices, and i’d like you to try eating and drinking at some point before i come check in on you around bed, alright? and you don’t have to have this, but you’ll feel better faster.”
“don’t want it.”
“if you change your mind, you know how to get hold of me, kid. you need anything at all, you let me know,” bones said, not pushing it. after a few moments without reply, bones patted ward on the shoulder and sounded as if he was walking away. this time, the sound of the door opening and closing did happen, leaving ward alone in his quarters.
ward pressed his face into the back of the couch, suddenly feeling sorry for himself. his brain felt stuck between headspaces, and his mood wasn’t doing him any favors. he was upset and didn’t want anyone near him, but the regressed part of him wanted someone desperately. ward rolled over to grab the pillow from the floor, and miserably hid his face in it. it felt like ages before he was finally able to drift off into an uncomfortable nap.
he drifted in and out of sleep, restlessly shifting on the couch until he was unable to doze anymore. his mouth and throat were dry, and he felt gross and sweaty, probably from the fever he had. no longer was he between headspaces, now most certainly regressed, on his younger side at that. clumsily, he reached over the arm of the couch for the cup bones had left him.
too late, he remembered that he usually used a cup with a straw, not a sippy lid.
the juice that drenched him wasn’t cold anymore, but it was still certainly a shock. for a moment, ward had no response, and then it suddenly hit him.
as juice dripped down his face, ward sat up on the now soaked couch cushion. hot tears welled up in his eyes from the unfairness of everything. from not feeling well, getting kicked out of his work, and now this? sniffling, ward reached for his communicators as the first few tears fell.
“go for mccoy.”
“i d-dropped my c-cup, bones,” ward hiccuped, his voice impossibly small. a moment passed before bones replied, sounding much more gentle.
“be right there, okay? hang right, bud.”
ward sniffled pathetically as he sat there, wet and a bit sticky as the juice started to dry on his skin, all of that on top of feeling sick. he turned to look at the door as it opened, revealing bones as well as kirk. both made a sympathetic noise when they saw him sitting up on the couch, and ward’s small sniffles turned into a heavier cry as they came over to him. bones crouched down in front of him, though he spoke to kirk.
“do me favor, go start up a bath for me,” he directed and turned his attention to ward as the other went off towards the bathroom.
“i know, poor kid. nothing ever goes right when you don’t feel good, huh?” the doctor soothed as he pulled his friend up off the couch. ward leaned against him, holding onto his shirt tightly with one hand as they walked. his wet clothes stuck uncomfortably to him as he moved, and he rubbed his nose with his sleeve.
“gettin’ juice on you,” ward mumbled tearfully as he was guided to sit down on the closed lid of the toilet. bones shook his head, and shushed him gently.
“you’re alright kid, it’s just some juice. we’ll get you cleaned up, some food in you, and some medicine in you too, okay?” he reassured the regressor as kirk appeared in the doorway of the bathroom with some clothes in hand.
“i got some pjs for him, bones,” kirk said in a whisper as he handed over what he was holding. after that, he shuts the door, leaving ward and bones alone in the bathroom. the older man reaches over to test the water temperature. deciding it was good, he shut the water off and turned back to ward.
“you good to undress yourself? or do you want some help?”
ward tugged at his wet shirt and gave up almost instantly. he gave his carer a tearful look as he sniffled again. when no other answer came, the doctor prompted him again, his tone soft.
“it’s okay if you want help, but i need you to ask. if you’re not feeling up to words, can you put up two fingers if you want help getting undressed?” bones said, nodding when ward held up two fingers in response. he set to peeling off the wet clothes, and then helping the younger into the tub.
ward didn’t complain about the lack of bubbles like he usually would, though he fussed a bit when bones went about washing his hair. the older man was being extra careful to be gentle though, and ward settled when bones shushed him again. once finished, bones dried ward off with a soft towel while the tub drained. ward sat in the towel for a few moments until he felt ready to dress himself, feeling a bit better after the bath. he struggled a bit, and bones gave him an exasperated look when he somehow managed to put his pj shirt on backwards as well. once dressed, ward took his carer’s hand as they went back to the kitchen where kirk was sitting at the table, a coloring book and crayons in front of him.
“i’m getting ward some juice, do you want a drink too, jim?” bones asked once he’d gotten ward into the seat next to kirk. ward didn’t pay much attention to jim’s answer, putting his head down on the table. the bath had helped some, but he was still feeling achy and sick. his friend turned a bit, so ward could watch him color while resting his head.
“here you two go, straw for you, jim, and a sip top for you, ward,” bones said as he placed the two cups in front of the pair and then sat on ward’s other side. a faint hum of a tricorder pulled ward’s attention from jim’s coloring, and he turned to see bones studying the results.
“you aren’t any worse than before, but i’d really like to get some medicine into you, buddy.” bones mused to himself, before directing a question at ward, “ how’s your range? smaller than before?” he didn’t seem surprised when ward gave him a little nod, and just gave the regressor a reassuring smile.
“no problem, kiddo. you know i’m here for you regardless. now, can you be brave for me, for just a quick moment?”
“you can hold my hand if you want.” jim offered, his coloring put down for a moment. ward looked at the offered hand and took it with a congested sounding sniffle.
“kay. ‘m be brave,” ward mumbled. he felt bones pat his back and rub circles into his back for a few moments.
“that makes me real happy, sweetheart. jim, you’re being a great big brother for me right now,” bones praised them both as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a hypospray from his pocket. ward didn’t care about them when he was older, and mostly complained about them to be annoying, but ward certainly wasn’t a fan when he was small.
“jim, why don’t you tell him about what you’ve been coloring? then maybe you two can color or draw while i get some food together.”
“yeah! okay, so i’m coloring in this ship, it’s a cargo transport.” jim pushed over his coloring book for ward to see. ward looked at the almost finished page, admiring the careful coloring. jim showed him other finished pages as well, and ward almost forgot that bones was waiting for the right moment. a sudden sharp pinch on his neck had ward jerk away, nearly tipping out of his seat. even though he’d agreed to it, ward gave bones a tearful, betrayed look.
“oh, i know darlin’, i’m so mean,” the older man chuckled and held his arms out for ward to come in for a hug. he took advantage of that, hiding his face in bones’ familiar blue shirt for a few minutes. he could feel the other gently rubbing the spot on his neck, the sting already fading. after a few moments, bones pulled away, much to ward’s dismay.
“alright, let’s get something to eat and then we’ll put you to bed. you can watch something while you fall asleep.” bones stood up, searching around the kitchen counters for something. ward sat up a bit as he realized what bones was looking for, and rubbed his nose with his sleeve when a weather coloring book was put in front of him. as he colored in several smiling raindrops coming from a cranky looking cloud, the caregiver set about to making something for them to eat from the replicator.
“books away, you two. crayons too. ward, you get some chicken soup, not too hot. jim, spaghetti for you.” bones said as he placed their respective meals in front of them. he sat down again next to ward with a coffee for himself.
ward ate slowly, carefully blowing on each spoonful before he put it in his mouth. he could barely taste it, and honestly he wasn’t really hungry. he managed about half the bowl before he pushed it away.
“all done? you sure?” bones double-checked before he picked up the bowl and disposed of it in the recycler. ward rested his head on the table, feeling worn out. he hadn’t slept well the night before, nor on the couch, but he wasn’t looking forward to going to bed. he was sure he wasn’t going to avoid it though- bones seemed pretty set on getting him to bed early.
“alright, sweetheart, off to bed with us. you want me to carry you to the bedroom?” bones asked, standing by ward’s chair. it was a rare offer, and ward definitely wasn’t going to pass it up. he held out his hands, and bones lifted him up with a huff of effort.
“can i help? i can check the nightlights for you, bones!” jim offered, wiping sauce from his face with the back of his hand. bones muttered something under his breath about napkins, but nodded. jim eagerly pushed away from the table and led the way into the bedroom.
as bones settled ward into his bed, ward watched as his other friend went around his room carefully putting in the nightlights. one by the bed, one by his door, and jim even remembered to plug the last one in outside the bedroom door. once ward was tucked into bed, bones went to check the closet, and jim double checked, just in case. the process was repeated for under the bed, and then jim made sure that ward and his bedtime puppy were both comfortable while bones set up the holo for ward to watch.
“anything in particular, sweetheart?”
“wanna watch th’ weat’er channel. typhoons in th’ northwest specific,” ward mumbled as he rubbed his eyes. bones nodded, not at all surprised by the request, and turned on the requested channel. jim was carefully shooed out to finish his dinner while bones sat on the edge of the bed, waiting until ward fell asleep to go out into the living room.
by the time the reporter moved onto safety procedures, ward’s eyes were closed. he still sounded stuffed up, but as the medicine worked, it would sound better. carefully so he didn’t cause ward to stir, bones quietly left the room, the door cracked as usual. as ward slept, and jim finished his dinner, bones startled to clean up the mess from the juice in the living room.
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got on another art kick and ended up designing an oc! his name’s ezekiel and i don’t really have any lore on him other than him being a regressor cause im toootally not projecting…
#mizu art *:･ﾟ✧#i have a couple others that i havent drawn yet#still no lore but ill show as they come!#oc agere#do i make an oc tag#idk
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“a character you headcanon as a caregiver”
fictional agere challenge - day 2!
🦋 Asenur "Ace" Tanirth! (OC) 💎
orcs are surprisingly good cgs! and he's got big strong arms for all the uppies in the world :)
a lil distracted, but somehow always prepared ^^
wanna color together? He's got some coloring books right here! want angel milk? here you go! snackies? Not an issue little one, here you go ^^
he absolutely cannot say no to you 😭 all it takes is some puppy dog eyes and boom! whatever you want is in your hands now :3
sorry for the late day 2! Ended up passing out as I wrote it :,)
Ace is another D&D character of mine! he's a paladin who got reincarnated into a gem dragonborn, but was an orc warrior before his reincarnation :)
thank you for your time! my requests are always open :)
#fictional agere challenge#fictionalagerechallenge#agere sfw#age regressive#sfw age regression#pet regression#sfw only#pet regressor#safe agere#sfw agere blog#oc agere
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Cottagecore Agere moodboard 🐇🌼
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Agere Tuyen (Agent 3) icons! Art n OC belong t @klugpuuo!
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Moodboard for @daddysgoodlittlepup
OC ~ Toby Carnella.
I hope this is okay <3
#agere blog#sfw agere#sfw littlespace#sfw little post#little space#agere little#aewlittlerambles#sfw little community#aewlittlemoodboards#oc agere#fandom agere
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Jasper Williams
Is a trauma/pet regressor!
#oc#oc agere#original character#original character agere#ur fav is agere#age regression#fandom agere#sfw#agere#sfw only#trauma regressor#age regressor#pet regressor#pet regression#petre
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My Cod characters as Caregivers!
Cowboy was born and raised in Texas and moved to the UK to follow a few people. He'd be a good ol' "Wake up with smiley face pancakes" and take you around his farm, playing with you as he makes working fun. would let you collect the eggs and feed the animals, he'll happily take you and drive you around on his tractor. Let's you wear his clothes because he thinks it adorable. "Sweetpea" "Sugar" and "Sugarplum" are his go-to nicknames
Dove was born in Norway and at the age of 12 he was moved to the UK to live with his adoptive family. He's mighty protective and gives you everything he didn't have when he was a child, you'd have SO many stuffies, toys and snacks, anything you wanted, he'd get. He'll Dance with you and memorize every song from any cartoon you listen to. Always has a discreet way of letting you be little in public, discreet things to chew on, and cups with the same feel as a sippy/bottle. "Angel" "Elsklingen min" or "Gullet"
Chili was born in Germany and raised in Scotland for most of her life. She is super motherly, the "I'm gonna kiss and pinch your cheeks, if anyone touches my baby they will be tossed to the moon" type of mom. She will actively do her best to make you giggle with silly faces and actions, and she WILL let you do her make-up, she'll even fix it up a bit and wear it in public. Scottish Gaelic terms of endearment are used lightly by her like "mo leanbh" but mostly sweet "My sweet" "Babes"
Samuel is an older man raised in England, born to a Scottish mother and Irish father. He's a very calm man, he'll cook nothing but homemade meals for you and make freshly squeezed juice. Samuel always speaks calmly and has never raised his voice in the slightest, usually very soft-spoken. he's always happy to cuddle and uses Gaelic terms of endearment like crazy. Let's you do his hair when it's grown out.
Luis was born in New Orleans and spent most of his life raised in Texas. His Mother was Afro-Latina and his Father was Afro-Native. Luis is an extremely active and athletic man, He loves to cook and will let you help out with easier little steps of the meals. He will watch every cartoon you like with you and get into it, if you two are playing he is gonna step it up to make it as fun as possible. Then, when you get tired, you are wrapped in a blanket with him holding you as you both nap. The man's energy is off the charts. If you like the sound of a nickname, He'll use it unless you don't like it, a lot of them are nicknames he grew up hearing.
I'll try them as regressors soon as well.
Btw if anyone wants Agere bots of me- please tell meeeee! I wanna know if anyone would be interested.
EDIT: I forgot Cowboys tattoos
#age regression#sfw age regressor#agerespace#sfw agere blog#sfw interaction only#sfw little#fandom agere#call of duty agere#cod agere#Oc agere#doveart
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