— Caregiver ! Wriothesley From Genshin Impact !! ( Request From @boypaci )

— regressor ! scaramouche / wanderer from genshin impact !! ( request from anon )

⛩️ he's a toddler regressor

🎐 very insecure and needy as a little, he needs to be with someone at all times, you cannot leave his sight or the throws a tantrum

🌂 likes to be spoiled rotten, used to getting what he wants

⛩️ also a kitten, snow leopard and eel regressor

🎐 if he is left alone he will proceed to make a nest of stolen clothes, blankets, pillows, etc. to make a little safety nest around himself

🌂 tends to get into fights with other regressors

⛩️ tries to steal treats when his caregiver isn't looking

🎐 secretly does crayon drawings of him with aether and nahida, used to do crayon drawings of the fatui

🌂 cries and throws tantrums when he needs to get booboos taken care of, hates doctors and medical stuff

⛩️ accidentally shocks things when he's little

Baby with a gun

i have no doubt that i would be safe/free enough to regress permanently. i'm "unfit for work" so i don't have a job n i don't have school anymore either... so much free time 2 be small

I love regression tumblr... something about it is just so welcoming. it also feels more like what i love about blogging. i love seeing people post their baking, crafts, book clubs, videos. I love seeing people post their collections, i love seeing people work on lists of good shows and books and websites. i see so many people making things for others and making things for themselves. sharing resources. it's like everyone here gets to be so themselves without worrying over presenting a certain way. it makes me really, very happy.

i want 2 have a tea party w all my fictional cgs !

she's one of my favorite disney princesses! so here's a elsa moodboard :) ❄️

Caregiver Elsa Moodboard !

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(color specific: light blue & white, paci(s) included!)

“I’m not a pet regressor” I say as I meow and sit in a rocking chair in a patch of sun from the window to watch the birdies and cuddle my blankie

i need 2 interact w some permaregressors... i have questions as someone who thinks in being a permaregressor might be right for them !

how do you... be regressed all the time? is it hard? do you have to try hard to keep yourself regressed or does it just happen? does it feel like escapism or just who you are? does it make life easier for you?

— caregiver ! wriothesley & little ! reader ; stealing

words: 575 notes: the last idea from the poll i did !!!! i think this one is really soft and cute :((( i really liked writing this one... it made me feel all warm and cozy!!! basically papa walks in on you stealing some clothes !!!

dada was away. and you had simply slipped. that was all. you just felt so overwhelmed by being alone, you felt so small. and the apartment felt so big. and empty. especially without dada. but while crying your poor heart out, you remembered something. you lived with dada. his closet was simply in the other room. everything of him was so close. you wiped your eyes and made your way to his bedroom. you breathed in the smell of him and felt your heart ease a bit.

you looked around and drank in the sight of the messy space. dada had never been strict about you cleaning your room and it was clear to see why. he didn’t exactly keep a neat space himself. but it was his. you walked around, touching things with your little fingers. admiring photos, glancing over books with words too big to read, and then it catches your attention. his closet. its cracked open and it calls you. you just have to look through it. you rush over and carefully open the doors, looking in with big eyes.

it’s obviously filled with his clothes. but they all just smell so much like him. you step forward and press your face into the clothes hanging there, taking a deep breath and letting out a happy giggle. the fabrics tickled your face and brushed against your hair. it almost felt like hugging him. you opened your arms and wrapped them around the clothes you were nuzzling, squeezing them tight to you. you let go only to step back and begin looking through them. you find a black button up, dada’s hairs sticking to the fabric around the shoulders. it smells the most like him. and its big. you bit your lip before finally pulling the shirt down off the hanger and holding it before you.

you let out another giggle and look around as if someone was there watching you. you were alone. you unbuttoned the shirt and slid into it, the sleeves hanging over your hands, the bottom of the shirt swinging well past your waist. you twirl around in it and squeal. you dance around for a bit in the shirt, humming and giggling to yourself over wearing dada’s shirt. it’s so soft. and it’s like he’s here again and he’s dancing with you. 

you’re so distracted with your dancing that you don’t notice the front door open. or the footsteps down the hall. or dada when he’s suddenly standing in the bedroom door. you but do notice his laugh. you jump and nearly fall over at the sudden noise. wriothesley gasps and rushes forward, scooping you up. “ oh sorry , pup , didn’t mean to scare you. “ he chuckles and kisses your cheek. “ what are you doing in my room anyways? getting upt to no good. “ you scrunch up your noise and raise you arms up in the air. 

“ shirt! “ you squeal and dada chuckles. “ yup, you sure do have my shirt. but that’s alright. i don’t need it that bad anyways. “ he nuzzles you and sits down on the edge of his bed. “ you miss me? “ you nod quickly, curling up in his lap and cuddling into him. you definitely prefer the real dad over his shirt. he’s so warm and big and cozy. it feels like curling up in front of a fireplace. his arms hold you close and he rubs your back. “ well i’m happy to be home. “

I want a teacher caregiver so badly. I feel like all the love goes to parents and babysitter caregivers and they're great too. But like someone teaching me fun facts and giving me little worksheets to do and making sure I did my homework and telling me what I great job I'm doing even if my grades aren't reflecting all the work I'm putting in and helping me study more.