ིྀ ͝ 　sargeant｡

　WILL DO ;

　　　 ݂ᣟ𓏫．　◡◡　sarge　ᵒᵘ　k9

you've already heard of me before , so hi ! i’m sarge , a mentally and physically disabled regressor . i primarily post outlast content , and i am a minor (bodily 16) . i regress to ages 3-8 , and i’m a system , please iwc at all times . (..◜ᴗ◝..)

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　WON'T DO ;

ノ　sfw agere related stuff . headcanons . fanfiction . art

ノ　kinks . abdl . nsfw . anything non-friendly

　　　　　DNI

ノ lolisho , proship, darkship, ageplay, nsfw, ddlg, abdl, etc ╱ you guys are just weird, i'm sorry.

ノ over 25 or under 13. ╱ due to past traumas, i do not want anything to do with people over the age of 25. and also, under 13s are uncomfortable to talk to.

ノ hate. ╱ this is quite obvious, i just don't want hate posted under my blogs. i simply do this for my own joy and satisfaction, not yours. if you do not like my blogs, simply scroll away instead of posting hate under my blogs.

　　　　INTERESTS

ノ outlast , tf2 , metalocalypse , freak fortress , homestuck , undertale , tc2 , chiikawa , garfield the cat , tmnt , and more !! (..◜ᴗ◝..)

ノ　leland coyle　:　personally , coyle would rarely wear diaps when regressed . he often finds it heavily embarrassing , and he only really wears them if necessary . relatively fussy when changed into one but is usually convinced with pistachios

ノ　franco barbi　:　similar to coyle , he finds slight shame in wearing diaps , he isn’t very used to it . even when he’s smaller , he finds humiliation in every angle of it

ノ　otto kress　:　is a kid regressor , so he doesn’t actually need diaps or pull-ups

ノ　dr. easterman　:　very teary and a bit embarrassed , so obviously he rarely wears them aswell . sometimes , before bed , if he’s still regressed , he does have to put one on to be prone to possible accidents

(side note:i get the struggle anon, being associated with er, those people is really bad. ¬﹏¬ ,,, obviously, this is all sfw and it makes me sad whenever people instantly assume its not safe for work)

— coyle originally chose franco to be his caretaker because he figured that since franco regressed, he could regress around franco just like how franco regressed and acted childish around him.

— franco thinks coyle is much more relatable compared to his bond with the other prime assets, considering their trauma was quite similar. despite showing "hatred" towards eachother, coyle is nicely cared for behind those curtains

— franco has no idea how to cook, so him and coyle namely feed off of whatever is left in old vending machines and stuff. (or they resort to pistachios)

— coyle is almost rarely aware of danger when regressed, so franco has to keep an eye on him just so he doesnt snag barbi's lupara, or his own cattle prod.

— franco typically endulges in classical games with coyle like peekaboo, tag, or hide and seek.

— ^^^ barbi also adores using pet names on leland, usually ones in italian like mio lupo, bellissimo ragazzo, mio bambino, and etc.

— coyle uses paternal terms/names on franco aswell, depending on how little he is. if he's big, he'll say pa or frankie, but if he's little, he'll say papa or ba-ba (short for barbi or bambino).

— franco HATES, HATES it when leland gets dirty. he doesn't pressure coyle immediately into taking a bath, but he definetly has to consider it later on. (spoiler alert, coyle fusses. alot)

— even when coyle isn't regressed, franco still feels slightly protective over him sometimes when a reagent throws something at him. coyle attempts to brush it off and shrug about it, but franco isn't having it.

— if coyle happens to regress during a trial, franco will praise him with small displays of affection after it ends, saying things like ' you did so well ! ' , telling him how much of a good cop he is, and etc.

— leland constantly needs something to bite down on or chew on when little for oral stimulation, and if he doesn't have it he typically gets very frustrated and sad. so, franco lets him borrow his own pacifier sometimes when that kind of situation occurs.

— Hendrick settled down in the little narrow corner of his office, tired knees relaxing on harsh floors after a long day of dealing with reagents, scanning over the primes like a hawk and other responsibilities he was too dazed to even care about anymore.

Right now, he was just a boy in his own world. He couldn’t worry about anything at all in this mindset.

Everything was going to be okay.

He sat there infront of his plushies, taking a moment to breathe. His chest fell and rose with each little puff of air, much foreign from the cigar smoke he would consume 24/7. It felt nice to not have nicotine flooding his lungs as a stress relief.

The man tapped his chin thoughtfully, thinking of what to play with. But, everything seemed so boring. And besides, he was just a boy. A pitiful boy.

He was fragile.

His outer shell might've been large, but his inner shell wasn’t. And he felt terrified about it. What would the personnel think of the director acting this way?

Hendrick's fingers curled slightly, and so did his body along with it, like some sick nervous orchestra. His shoulders shook, but not crying yet.

The man whimpered and shivered countless times, before suddenly settling down as he glanced over at his stuffed toys. “No, no. I can’t cry, then you beauties are going to be sad aswell...” he whined quietly, wiping his tears lazily with one sleeve, smearing the liquid slightly across his cheeks.

“I especially don’t want you to be sad. You’re too pretty to be sad.” he turns to say to his lamb plushie. “I’m okay though! Just eh... w-water. From my eyes.” he breathes, and chokes out a small giggle. Semi-forced, but he could make it work for the time being of his relaxation.

Everything was going to be okay.