nene

you better behave normally about this post, or else im turning off reblogs and i will get Even More Obnoxious about this. okay? you cannot change my mind about this. you will never change my mind about this. do you understand me? yes? good.

anyway. a special good evening, good morning, or good afternoon to the regressors who have sexual thoughts and urges while regressed.

to the little ones who get horny while small or while halfway there. the ones who aren't hypersexual but still have the urges. the ones who Are hypersexual, and experience the symptoms even more strongly while regressed.

to the tinies with impulse issues who act on the urges anyway, the ones who get off so they can regress easier afterwards, to the ones who have to stop having sex because they started regressing in the middle of it, the ones who have an active libido and seek out those pleasures.

to any critter who gets uncomfortable with the things their brain comes up with, even though you know it's normal and it's not your fault. to those who Are comfortable with the thoughts, and have won against fear and shame, and can accept the thoughts without cringing or having to take a deep breath.

none of you are broken. none of you are dirty, or wrong, or sexualizing your regression. you are in a human body with human desires. there is nothing repulsive about that.

i am proud of you. and i love you. and it will be okay. feel free to pick out a sticker and reward yourself today, i'm glad you're here.

big kids and middle/teen regressors who use pacis or go padded or use kid-safe cutlery and dishes... little kids who like scary media or 'higher level' educational content or super loud angry music... big kids who wanna be coddled or listen to lullabies and watch shows like bluey... little kids who swear or wanna be independent and get their own food and drink... and everyone else !!!

Like, no this character isn't using a pacifier or gripping onto a plushie or padded or wearing childing clothing, but they are hiding behind their most trusted person in the friend group, either a parental figure or close friend, when things feel too big and new.

They aren't crying out for mommy or daddy, or throwing a tantrum, but they're sobbing to themselves in the middle of the night, clutching their pillow like a person, because everything feels too big and too much

They aren't burying themselves in pacifiers, teethers, or plushies, but they're chewing on their shirt or hand when they get anxious and hugging their pillow to their chest like a lifeline

Hey, I just went through my followers and blocked every k*nk blog and I went from 220 to 201. So I want to give tips on how to handle k*nk blogs and red flags to look out for.