#regression tw

rubiesintherough asked: ❛ today simply isn’t your day, is it? ❜ ( aedus )

TODAY HAD BEEN BEYOND DREADFUL. FIRST A CAKE HAD BURNED, then she'd fallen down the stairs and had broken her favourite mug in doing so and now she'd set off one of her triggers in trying to run herself a bath. If anything, she'd just wanted to relax after the first two things but now, she was on the bathroom floor curled up in a ball with tears falling down her cheeks.

She just wanted to be normal. Why was it so hard for her to be that? Normal. Her arms tightened around her knees as tears flooded and her features contorted. Her chest hurt from the panic that surged through her being. Her Aquaphobia ruled over her life more than her regression did and she just longed for it to go away, to not make her so much of a burden anymore.

She must have screamed out at some point within her panic, though she was not entirely sure when that had been. Then again, she often became blinded to it all when her mind raced with the memories of being trapped in a tiny box with no escape and an ocean of water slowly filling the small area around her. It took her a moment to register that Aedus had come in and found her, evidently alerted by her scream or something at least. But his voice was ever-calming. He was her safety net and she quickly scuttled across the tiled floor and into his arms, curling herself up even tighter as her face buried into his chest and her fingers curled into his shirt with a tight grip.

She tried to be independent. She longed for the independence and not having to rely on others so much but after this third event of the day, she found herself pulling back internally. She didn't want to be an adult anymore ~ she didn't want to face all of the panic and upset. She sniffled and inhaled shakily in an attempt to calm herself down, luckily Aedus's scent helped. Familiar; associated with safeness. He was her caregiver now, and her fiancé. She knew that she could slip back and he'd still look after her and protect her. " I --- I just wanted a baths... "

Emerald eyes slowly flicked upward and peered at him, her face a picture of child-like sadness as her bottom lip quivered. The faucet still ran in the background with a small mountain of bubbles slowly beginning to rise above the rim of the bath, but she did not care about that right now. She was trying her best to get over everything wrong that had happened throughout the day, get over the panic attack that running the bath had brought on. " C --- Can you join me...? Please? "

@rubiesintherough various sentence starters / accepting.

TW: REGRESSION.  MENTIONS: BABY ITEMS; CHILD STATES.

Phenex is prone to states of regression when something triggers her in such a way that she is scared immensely, or when she picks up on things around her that cause her to feel discomfort / overwhelm her. During her periods of regression, Phen will often fall into the mindset of a three or four year old and in turn, will become dependent on others around her. Engel ( or main partner in other verses too that have been discussed with ) and Lucifer are her primary care givers when this happens and both are well adept in caring for the firebird. She DOES NOT regress to a state where she requires baby items in the way of diapers or pacifiers or beakers, but she does find comfort in sucking her thumb and cuddling stuffies  ~  character glasses and crazy straws also bring her comfort too, along with colouring on the floor or curling up in her nest beneath her blankets.

TLDR; he’s been hugging a corpse. Aradia’s corpse. But because I need an exposition. I’ll write that below the cut if you want to read it. But, tw for #death #unreality #drugs #regression #starvation and of course graphic descriptions of #gore mayhaps. that sort of stuff. It’s nasty.