happy kiddo🖍

ღ Unmasking Regressor flags for those who regress as a result of unmasking, regress to help them unmask, unmask while regressing, etc. (please reblog if you save)!

A huge thank you to @im-buppy for helping me with the color scheme! 🐰🫶💖

Give me loud wailing and sobbing and clinging to a trusted person. Give me begging to "go home" whether that home is real and reachable or not. Give me crying for parents and siblings and grandparents and *anyone* who feels safer than the present situation.

Give me stress regression. Give me trauma response regression. Give me regression as a result of someone's self-soothing ability completely imploding.

Give me the gross parts of it. In writing, in drawings, in headcanon ramblings. The tantrums with snot and spit and red faces. The potty accidents. The bedwetting. The lashing out and yelling and hitting. The physical symptoms of feeling like you're no longer in full control of your mind and body. Let me see the MISBEHAVIOR that comes with feeling like a child in a body that's too big for you when everything is SCARY. The behavior you REGRET later.

Seeing the cozy, comforting, voluntary end of agere is so important when you're using it to comfort yourself.

But the embarrassment of it goes beyond "I use pacifiers and stuffed animals to self soothe after a hard day." for a lot of people. Acknowledge and accept that, too. Please.

quick & rough redesigns i did as a warmup

It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.

ive gotten an influx of interactions/follows on this blog so i thought id make a little get to know me post! i fear this is the closest you'll get to a face reveal xD but anyways - happy to have all u here!

Feeling really little lately so enjoy my thoughts

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~Imagining sitting on the floor and playing with my toys, making my animals talk to each other by babbling loudly. My caregiver walks into the room and I abandon my game in favor of reaching out for them. They sit down next me me and I snuggle up against them.

~“Whatcha doing bug?” I’m too little to talk , so i just smile widely in response, taking an animal and passing it to them a wordless demand that they join me in playing.

~After I while my eyes droop and I yawn. my cg would scoop me up along with my favorite stuffie, pressing its snout against my face and making fake kissy noises as I giggle. Curling up tighter in their arms I hide my face in the cook of their neck to escape the onslaught of fuzzy tickles.

~“Come on bug, I think it’s nap time.” I nod into their shoulder as the carry me back to the nursery. They tuck me into my crib, press my stuffie into my waiting hand, and give me a kiss on my forehead.

“Sleep tight bug.”

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