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Its been a long time but I'm working on this and my aaa regression fics!
THE FRIST TWO
Laura Lee decided to get to the two people she still saw from the crash. Van and Natalie..they all three still resided in the trailer park. She had seen them also regress younger than they all three did around each other, going back to the empty creek behind their trailers and playing for hours just like they did in elementary school. Laura Lee has fixed many plastic figures in Vanās collection and sown together Natalie's stuffed racoon Rocky many many times. But this past few months Laura Lee had barely seen Nat around the trailer park she hated thinking of the places Natalie ventured off to.Ā
Ā She hoped today she would find her and Van. Leonard was leading her to the Palmers trailer when he stopped and turned his head. Laura Leeās gaze followed near the edge of the fence lining around the edge of the property stood Van.
Ā Ā Her smile did not reach the corners of her mouth , not like the wide grin that used to sprout Vanās face and the scars that Laura Lee understood first hand how it made her stand out .Ā
Ā Laura Lee watched as she passed a joint to the figure next to her. Natalie..she had let her hair go back to his dark brown,she looked so tired and sickly that it reminded Laura Lee of the winter time and how they all looked.
Ā āSaint Lee.ā Van called out waving her hand āand her trusty side hound.ā Leonard trotted over leading Laura Lee. Laura Lee smiled at the two āHey Nat. Hi Van.ā Laura Lee smiled as Lenoard nuzzled both of their legs in greeting. Nat nodded as she put the joint out Natalie nor Van smoked in front of Laura lee anymore. The smell of smoke sometimes sent Laura Lee into a small panic.
Ā Ā āWhat are you doing here? Your dad said you went up town.ā Natalie gave her a blank look like she knew exactly where Laura Lee went but didnāt want to acknowledge where Laura Lee went. āI was. But I had to find you both.ā They both looked up at her and a protective and serious gaze took over their eyes even if they didnāt realize it. āWhatās going on LL.ā Van asked as she rubbed her head over Leonard's fur.
Ā Laura Lee let a shaky breath out āItās about Lottie.ā Her tone was hesitant knowing how sore of subject Lottie was for everyone..even if Laura Lee knew the two easiest to talk about this with would be Natalie and Van. Natalie still every so often went over to Lottieās house and just sat on her balcony.
Ā Ā If Lottie was sleeping it was a habit Natalie couldnāt break because she remembered Lottie's regression. And with Van while she didnāt go see her she sometimes asked Laura Lee how she was and if she was doing any better. And Laura Lee saw the frown on Vanās face every time Laura lee would go silent or shake her head.
Ā āWhat about her?ā Natalie asked her head snapping up as she looked at Laura Lee. Laura Lee saw the red twinge in Natalie's eyes..a bruise here and there and Laura lee had to stop herself from questioning right now wasnāt the time. āHer parents..they..theyāre threatening to send her off to a facility.ā Laura Lee felt Leonard lean into her side nuzzling her knowing she was close to a panic.Ā
Ā āWhat? Itās been seven months and now!? Not even giving her a year-ā Van started up before Natalie spoke. āLaura Lee you donāt think..this will help Lottie?ā Natalie needed to know where the blondes head was.Ā
Ā Because yes Lottie needed medication and therapy but Natalie sensed this wasnāt about just her psych problems. Laura Lee shook her head her eyes glossy. āThey know..they know about the other side of lottie thatās what they're worried about!ā Laura lee wiped at her eyes.Ā
Ā She hated acknowledging it..the fact lotties parents were more off put by lotties coping and headspace then actually trauma she went through. Laura Lee was pulled into a hug.Ā
Ā āShh..its ok lee..breath.ā Van tried to soothe the girl who was clinging to Van and to Leonard's leash as the dog nuzzled against her.Ā Laura lee felt fuzzy and she could feel herself slipping.
Ā āLottie gotta be ok..ā She cried no longer the one playing peace maker but the one who needs someone to bring the calm to her.
A Agatha all along regression fic. Hints of poly coven later on. But itās mostly focused on them building up their trust and finding out about each others regression and building a dynamic.
Lilia woke up with a jolt..she placed her hand on her chest feeling her own heartbeat. She looked around..if this was the after life it looked a lot like Agathaās home. She dusted herself off as she stood;She shouldnāt be here..she fell..she found her answer and wanted to save her new coven. They might have been a bit inconvenient but she had never felt this bond in centuries like she felt with women she went on the road with.
āLilia.?ā
Lilia spun around and froze when she was face to face with Alice. If this was a trick,a hallucination it was a cruel one. She had seen the magic,Aliceās self, be pulled from her body when she tried to erase Evanora out of Agathaās body. But the longer she stared she could tell this was really Alice and she looked scared..
Alice hesitantly took a step back looking at lilia. Lilia saw the distrust in her eyes like Lilia was some trick being played on her.
āAlice, it's ok..ā Lilia took a step forward and stumbled slightly, the feeling of falling still lingered. She was stabilized by Alice who was already by her side holding her up.
āYou're real..ā Alice mumbled squeezing Liliaās arm like she was terrified she was gonna disappear.
Lilia nodded as she seen the unshed tears in Aliceās eyes. āIām real..I dont know how I thought..I thought we were gone, our time had ended.ā She let out a shaky breath.
Alice shook her head letting Lilia go but not stepping away. āI woke up here..tried to leave..ā Alice raised her hand to a window and a shield like mist pushed back against her with a low purple light. āI cant leave..ā
Lilia nodded as she finally took a look at Alice she didnāt know how time had worked on the road. All she knew was Alice looked like it had been a long time she had spent by herself. āI think we could do with some tea hm?ā
Did Lilia know this was probably not what she shouldāve told Alice frist definitely..but the younger witch didn't look like she could handle all the information Lilia was holding right now.
She didnāt notice how Alice nodded as she followed Lilia to the kitchen. Her hands tugging on her fingers and fiddling with her rings. She hadn't touched anything in Agathas house because she didnāt want her to get mad. Alice wasnāt usually emotional but the thought of Agatha or any of the group that went with her on the road made her head buzz.
She shook herhead when she felt that familiar buzz the one she always tried to push away because of how it made her feel like a little girl wanting her moms attention and doing everything she could to keep it.
This wasnāt the time or place she couldnāt have Lilia having to death her near death experience,winding up alive..which Alice still hasnāt processed for herself on top of whatever Alice was like when her head got floaty.
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Hello!! This was supposed to be posted as an entry for Agerecember (though Iāve had it sat in my Docs since October), but I never got around to posting it on time.
However, and very importantly: itās Emmieās birthday!! @rios-bug So Iām posting it for you today as a birthday present/ thank you gift for indulging my yapping and for all the great HCs/ fics you give us. :)
Alice, kept up by insomnia, finds out she isnāt the only one having trouble sleeping. She helps Agatha in the way she knows best- telling her the bedtime stories she remembers her mother telling her.
Word count: 1k (exactly!)
Warnings: none that I can think of.
Alice was no stranger to sleepless nights. Relentless insomnia had plagued her for almost her entire life so it wasnāt unusual that she was sat awake in her bed, bedside lamp on, mug and book both abandoned on the table beside her.Ā
What was unusual was the hesitant shuffle of feet outside her slightly ajar door at just past two in the morning. The footsteps stopped right outside the door- whoever it was seemed hesitant to come inside. Briefly, Aliceās protection witch instincts flared, worrying that someone couldāve broken into the house. Though with the number of protection spells on the property she reminded herself this was highly unlikely.Ā
Before Alice could get up to investigate, the door slowly creaked open, and behind it stood Agatha. Alice noticed three things immediately. Firstly, that Agatha was grasping her bunny lovey- Amethyst- she remembered- covering her mouth and nose with the soft fabric as if hiding. Secondly, there were clear tear tracks running down from her eyes which peeked over at Alice warily. And finally, that the spirit witch, hovering right at the threshold of the room- clearly too frightened to step further into the room, was tense, braced as if she might be told off for even being there.Ā
It was obvious that Agatha was small, and scared, and that she needed comfort. Sheād clearly come to Alice for it- presumably figuring Alice was the only one awake from her lamp leaking warm light into the hallway.
āAgatha?ā Alice called out, softly. Agatha startled, and Aliceās heart twinged at the realisation that she had likely been expecting a yell. Alice took a steadying breath and continued. āItās very very late, little one.āĀ
Agathaās eyes widened, and she stammered through a series of āsorryās as she began to back away, worried sheād disturbed and angered Alice. Alice cursed inwardly, sitting up straighter, scrambling to remedy the situation.
āHey, itās ok, it's ok, I was awake already. Itās alright, Agatha, Iām not upset with you.ā Agatha eyed her with distrust. āWhy donāt you come over here and sit with me for a bit?ā
Agatha stilled in the doorway, and Alice held her breath.Ā
āOkay.ā
Slowly, with shaky trepidation, Agatha crossed the room, stopping by the bed whilst Alice pulled the covers back and patted the mattress beside her, prompting Agatha to gingerly climb up beside her.Ā
āDid you have a bad dream, little one?ā Alice questioned softly, folding the covers back over to envelop Agatha in their warmth.
āYeah,ā Agatha sniffled, āWas all alone again and was scared. Bad things happenedā. She whispered almost imperceptibly, as if speaking it aloud would bring the terror right back. The girl sniffed and trailed her fingers soothingly across the soft fabric of the blanket.Ā
Alice was unsure what to do. Sheād never been alone with Agatha whilst the other was small before, let alone this vulnerable. Agatha had yet to fully relax, her shoulders were still pulled up tense, and her breath came through slightly shaky.Ā
Alice wasnāt Rio, who Agatha trusted enough to toy with and gently braid her hair when she was upset, she wasnāt Jen who would know exactly what blend of essential oils and crystals could calm her, or Lilia whose voice could soothe seemingly anybody back to sleep with the lullabies passed down from her first coven.Ā
But what Alice did have were stories. Her mother couldnāt always be as present as sheād have liked to have been, but she always made time for Alice at bedtime, and would tell as many bedtime stories as it took, every night without fail, for Alice to finally drift off. For the first time, Alice thanked the lifelong insomnia because sheād been told a lot of stories, heard her favourites countless times, and still remembered them well enough that she was confident she could recall a couple now for Agatha.Ā
āHey, wanna hear a story, Agatha? It might help you sleep.ā Alice offerer, and listened intently. After few nervous moments of silence, Agatha replied a small-
āYes please.ā
Alice began to recite one of her favourite childhood bedtime stories for the scared little one beside her. Agatha curled closer to her, one thumb in her mouth and the other stroking lazily across the fur of Amethystās soft ear.Ā
Agatha slowly sank more comfortably into the blankets, head coming to rest against the crook of Aliceās shoulder.Ā
Aliceās words wrapped around her comfortingly. The tiger cub (Aliceās childhood favourite animal) in the story was replaced with a baby bunny, the walls of its forest cottage went from orange to purple. Agatha soon found herself too tired to properly follow the tale, but she continued to let herself sink further towards sleep, lulled by the sound of Aliceās voice.Ā
By the end of the first story, Agatha was almost asleep, one hand holding Amethyst up to her face, and the other curled lightly into Aliceās hoodie. Alice gently smoothed the blanket out over the sleeping girl stopping when she heard Agathaās small voice mumbling,
āAlice hug?ā
āOf course sweetheart.ā Alice replied. Sheād initially been hesitant to initiate much contact with a small Agatha. She knew she felt protective over her coven leader, and when both were small she took pride in her older sister-type role in their relationship (even though Agatha was hundreds of years older.) However, Alice feared scaring Agatha off now that she wasnāt also small, holding back cautiously from any of the more overtly doting sort of care Agatha received from Rio in fear of making the younger witch self-conscious.Ā
It seemed though, that in this moment at least, Agatha was fully comfortable with Alice, and trusted her. Alice turned on her side slightly to allow herself to wrap an arm around Agatha and hold her close. Agatha breathed a relaxed sigh and her eyes fully fluttered shut.
Agathaās breathing evened out as she fully fell into a deep sleep. And for the first time in months, Alice felt herself easily following.Ā
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being an autistic regressor is having a meltdown and post meltdown, just wanting a caregiver to hold you while you make unintelligible sounds or say random, sparse words but with no judgement because they know verbality fluctuates post meltdown. and they pet you and tell you its gonna be okay and give you your favorite stuffies, blankie, or other comfort items. :'(
does anyone else really want to be picked up. like it sounds so nice to curl up against someoneās chest and not worry about the outside world or being perceived. bc yay omg omg this is fun! iām so high up!
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I am so sorry for the lack of post and fics. Flares up get to me a lot in winter and trying to balance everythingās else has took away some of my time! But! Fics will be back to being posted near middle of the month!
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