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Let's say, hypothetically, I was writing an agere fanfic for a nearly dead fandom (Raggedy Ann and Andy) and, hypothetically, was super proud of what little I've written so far and wanted to share it.

How many of you guys would, hypothetically, read it??

Edit: I did it :) here it is

I'm working on polishing the fic y'all!! It should be up soon-ish. Please don't expect a whole lot, I've never posted my fics before lol :/

Let's say, hypothetically, I was writing an agere fanfic for a nearly dead fandom (Raggedy Ann and Andy) and, hypothetically, was super proud of what little I've written so far and wanted to share it.

How many of you guys would, hypothetically, read it??

Raggedy Ann and Andy's First Slumber Party

A Raggedy Ann and Andy age regression fanfic by me!

Let me know if I should add trigger warnings! I'm not used to posting my writing

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Marcella is invited to a slumber party at her classmate's house to celebrate a set of twins' birthdays. She brings Ann and Andy to play/sleep with cuz it's her first sleepover. Ann is super excited but Andy hasn't been out of the house besides they're adventures in the deep dark woods so he's a bit nervous. He'd never admit it to anyone but Ann tho.

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The first few hours of the sleepover went by quickly, Marcella set them both up at her sleeping bag by her pillow and went off to play with the other kids outside. This gave the two twin dollies a chance to meet the other kid's stuffed friends. They met a huge stuffed moose named Sammy, a plush cockatiel named Charlie who spoke in squeeks, a small cat full of plastic pellets named Fiona, and a stuffed dog named Frenchie. Ann was having such a great time meeting these new friends, Andy was doing his best to be friendly but he was having a hard time acclimating to the new environment. Something about this whole outing made his stuffing turn, he decided he would stick close to Ann. Purely so he could protect her if something happened, or at least, that's what he told himself.

After supper and cake all the kids rushed into the bedroom to grab their respective toys and bring them all to the birthday twin's shared playroom. It was a large bright room seemingly split through the middle between the two twins. One side felt similar to the nursery back home and the other was decorated with superheroes, zombies, even wrestlers. 'Great more toys to meet!' the ragdoll twins both thought with very different sentiments.

It was all going fine as the children played. Marcella was playing with the twin dollies, having a pretty fun time until one of the boys took Andy from Marcella's hand. It took all his effort not to come to life and rush back to his kid and sister. He was brought to the boyish side of the play room. There was almost a conflict between the children but then a woman came in to say it was time for a movie. The boy holding him tossed him back to Marcella and dashed out the door in a rush to find the best spot for movie watching, much of the other children followed suit. Marcella gave Andy a big hug before setting him down next to Ann and leaving the room. Once every toy was sure that no one would be coming back to the playroom the toys came to life once more.

"Oh Andy! Are you okay?" Ann exclaimed as she hugged her brother and checked a few of his more fragile stitches. Andy was struggling internally, it felt like this slumber party was only going to get worse and all he really wanted was for Ann to cuddle him and tell him it'll be okay. That they would be home soon. But he couldn't admit that out loud, not with all these new toys around that could judge him for being 'too soft'. Before he could get a word out to his sister a teddy bear approached the twin dollies. Andy stood behind his sister and held onto the loose sleeve of her dress.

"Looks like you got snagged by Michal, are you alright? No stitches popped" the bear asked kindly, "My name is Freddy, welcome to the play room! I'm sorry some of our kids play a bit rough" The bear, Freddy, seemed friendly. Andy nodded.

"That's one way to put it, who just grabs a toy out of another kid's hands at this age?" Andy asked halfheartedly. "Anyways I'm fine, thanks." Andy looks away, he didn't want to make nice with Freddy- or any of these other toys- he wanted to go home. Ann could sense the tension building in her brother and tried her best to keep the peace.

"oh- Andrew" she jabs playfully "Don't mind him, he's just grumpy. My name is Ann, it's nice to meet you Freddy! Your playroom is so nice! Much bigger than Marcella's nursery back home!" She and Freddy shook hands and began talking about... something. Andy wasn't paying attention. He decided he didn't want to be a part of this conversation anymore and walked off. He found a spot next to some building blocks that looked nice and sat down to settle himself.

He didn't like any of this, that much was obvious. He could feel a fuzziness creeping up in the corners of him mind, his regression. He really didn't want to do that here, not around toys he didn't know. Just the thought of it upset him. But he also thought about what Ann said, was he really being that grumpy? Was that his only two options? Grumpy or regressing? No, he needed to make some friends. He could have a good time here, just look at how great Ann is at making new friends! He decided, the next toy he sees he will try to befriend.

Not two seconds later an action figure came out of nowhere, crashing through the small tower made of blocks he was sitting by. He was a bit shorter than Andy was and he had a wrestling outfit on. 'oh sweet! a boys toy I could be friends with!' Andy puffed up his chest as he waited for the wrestler to get up and out of the tower's remains.

"that was wicked!!!" The action figure pops up yelling, facing a whole group of other figures. The wrestler ran back to the group and Andy followed.

"Hey guys, I'm Andy!" He put on a smile and held out his hand for a handshake like he's seen his sister do thousands of times before. The figures seemed to not notice him so he cleared his throat of any loose stuffing and tried again. "Hey guys, that was super cool! What games do you like to play?" A few of the plastic toys gave Andy the side eye and the toy in the middle of the crowd, a slightly taller toy with a removable biker helmet and molded on leather jacket and ripped jeans, approached Andy like he was bothered by having to look at the ragdoll.

"What do you want, Plush-Boy? We're busy." The dude said. "The tea party is that way, Doll" he pointed to where Ann and a group of other toys were playing a bored game. Andy was confused but tried his best to put on a genuine smile and he held out his hand again for a handshake.

"My name's Andy, what are you busy with? Maybe I could lend a hand?" The biker looked at Andy's hand and shook it. His mates behind him seemed surprised at this.

"No. You can't. You're far too soft for our stunts. You'll pop a stitch. Now get out of here and go back to the girls toy side." He said as if he were talking about something as mundane as the weather. The other figure behind him snickered and chuckled as they watched Andrew stammering.

"Hey- wait a minute! I'm no girls toy! I can do anything you guys can and probably better too." Andy defended himself, he didn't like being considered weak. Especially not by these... these hoodlums!

"Sure mate, you'll notice though.. none of us are wearing lipstick and mascara." The biker pointed out the stitching on Andy's face that looked like make-up. His goonies behind him were agreeing and exchanging high-fives as they laughed at the ragdoll. Before they could say anything else to him, Andy ran away.

He ran to his sister who was playing a board game, snakes and ladders, one of his favorites. He didn't ask to play though, he sat silently next to Ann and resigned himself to watching her play. He could still hear them across the room, he's sure if he looked they'd be laughing and pointing at him. It took all of his strength not to cry. He dug around in his overalls pocket for his paper flower, something that always made him feel less alone, upon finding it he put it safely in his lap. He smoothed out some of the crinkles in the petals, smiling sadly and humming quietly to himself. He hummed the song he and Ann always sung when one or both of them were feeling down, Candy Hearts and Paper Flowers. He was thankful for the ambient noise of the room so no one else could hear him. Or at least that's what he thought.

He was so deep in his own world he got startled when he felt Ann's arm wrap around his shoulders in a side-hug. After the initial scare he melted into his sister's embrace, leaning his head against her and closing his eyes. She leaned her head atop of his and they stayed like that until it was Ann's turn to play. She had to scoot forwards a bit and played one handed as she held Andy's hand. Andy paid more attention to the board and saw that the moose they met earlier had just won. They were all chatting and setting up for another round. As they were all ready to start Ann looked at him holding the two dice.

"Do you want to roll for me Andy? I could use some good luck," She asked with her perpetually kind smile. Andy nodded excitedly and rolled them, then Ann moved their piece. As the game went on it became more obvious to Ann that her brother had regressed, she wondered if he even realized it. Soon they were reaching the end of the game, it was what could be their last turn. Ann had to suppress a giggle when she saw just how seriously Andy was taking it. He shook the dice with both his hands before dropping them on the board, leaning in close to read what the numbers were. Three and five. Everyone else who saw had already put together the simple addition but waited for Andy. He counted the dots on the dice carefully. Eight.

"Annie!!! It's eight!! That's what we needed right?!" He spoke louder than he meant to in his excitement. Everyone at that board knew it was but we're playing like they didn't know so Andy could figure it out.

"Oh well, I just don't know Andy. Let's check!" So the two of them counted each pace with the player piece. The look on Andy's face when he realized they'd won was priceless. He was smiling ear to ear and got a few kind words from the other toys playing. He looked back at his big sister and she ruffled his hair through his hat. "See Andy? I knew you'd be good luck!" The boy beamed with pride, maybe this slumber party wasn't as bad as he thought!

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I WROTE A WHOLE LOT HERE AND THEN WAS DUM AND LOST IT ALL SO HERES THE CLIFF NOTES

I enjoyed writing this and I am inexperienced at writing so call me out if you find it necessary

If you know me IRL the stuffies that are named are mine, some of them are also my roommates

I really just wanted an excuse to write some hurt comfort, sue me.

If I find inspiration I might write more :)

I friggin love these guys :)))))

Tag list take two! (Thank you to everyone who liked or commented or reblogged my original post, it kept me motivated to write past what I originally thought I would!)

@grauntiemotersblog <= my roomie/bestie/spouse

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@aew-kun-age-regression

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@xxbunnyxbabyxx

@babybard

@morgan-bug

@cottoncandyfreckles

You can bet your booty I'm doing this!!!!

please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please

I just sent a mood board request like a crazy person, I included memes to get the vibes. I swear to dogs I might have to make it myself but I'd have no idea where to start

I am no longer a silly little kitty, I'm a grown up who needs a job for money and grown up things.

I'm thinking of making a side blog for my non regression content, possibly including some more system talk? Idk, would anyone even like it?

The neurodivergent feeling of: hungry but nothing is edible and if you eat you perish™ has been really kicking my booty lately

Petition for the emoji gods to make a variety of kitty types like they did for skin tones

Like these!!

Genuinely so in love with plus sized and hairy regressers rn because hi hello that is me and it's so valid. So ✨Beetlejuice✨

Genuinely so in love with plus sized and hairy regressers rn because hi hello that is me and it's so valid. So ✨Beetlejuice✨

Hey guys, finally pretty firmly in front WITH FREE TIME for the first time in what feels like forever..

I realllllyy wanna make Agere Boards so please feel free to read the green portion of my pinned post and put in your requests!!

GUMMIGOO AGERE BOARD 🐊💛💚

Reblog if you save! | Do not repost! | I take requests!!

And some head cannons!

(these are if he'd been allowed to stay in the circus)

- he's such a cowboy/western obsessed kiddo

- definitely has a rocking-horse but is afraid to ride a real horse.

- I feel like he'd take up and really enjoy scrapbook journaling. he has two journals, one for venting his mind into and one for his regression.

- loves nature! Uses insect stickers in his little journal all the time, he'd sit and listen to Kinger ramble out bugs for hours.

- to add on to that, he loves camping. It reminds him of his days outlawing with his mates. Every night would consist of building a bonfire and sleeping under the stars if he had his way.

- he and Jax have similar toy dart guns and randomly just attack each other, they're just having good fun :)

More info under the cut!

Edit: I rebloged with more headcannons :)

Made using PicsArt! - free on the app store!

None of the art or images are mine! They were all found on the app using the stickers function. I just make a collage out of it :)

Please read the green portion of my pinned post before submitting a request!

(take two of writing down the more headcannons I have for this lil mans)

- LOVES toy cars, toy trucks, monster trucks, planes, trains, horse pulled carriages, boats, really just any toy version of transportation vehicles. He also likes when they have working doors so he can shove lil toy guys in there. They always seem to get stuck tho and then he's upset

- I feel like his headspace would fluctuate a LOT. both for in and out of regression and his age. This leads to some confusion when he's roughhousing one minute and then the next he's just super tiny the next. Because of this, he doesn't really have a set age-range and just goes off vibes.

- I kinda touched on it before but I feel like he would get close to Kinger, hanging out in the pillow fort and listing while Kinger shows him some interesting bug facts in one of his books. If there's an outside adventure Gummi would try and catch a neat looking bug and show it to Kinger and ask questions.

- one time he caught a small snake (thinking it was a weird worm) and Kinger screamed, he expected a bug. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BUG ಠ⁠﹏⁠ಠ

- once again, I kinda touched on this but I wanna expand on it. I think he and Jax get rowdy. I don't think Jax regresses at all but I think he tried picking on Gummi and met his match. Gummigoo is a strong boi so he'll push back. I feel like he'd kinda earn Jax's respect that way and now they're just like those brothers that roughhouse alot. Play wrestle and random attacks with nerf guns. Water balloon fights. Random fistycuffs style fights where they kinda do hurt each other sometimes but it's all in good fun. (think of the Greasers from The Outsiders or the Winchester brothers from Supernatural)

- while Gummigoo is little Jax is kinda like an older brother, somewhere between Roderick (Diary of a Whimpy Kid) and Dean (supernatural)

- small bit of angst maybe?? Idrk. This boy CRAVES being held when he's super tiny. But no one ever does it right, he has such a specific memory of how his Mummigoo (yes that is her name in my au shut up) used to hold him and now he's so much bigger physically and his mum is gone so he can't ever have that feeling back. He struggles a lot with his memories not being 'real' and this is something that really cements that for him. He gets really fussy and clingy when he's super small because he wants to be held but when someone tries to hold him he just gets more upset. There have been many late nights where he's cried himself to sleep in Kinger's 'fortress' or Pomni's room.

- moooving on from that sadness, I think Pomni regresses too!! Her room is literally filled with baby toys okay, there's no way she DOESN'T They are totally sibs, when Gummi is feeling more like a kid they play a lot of pretend. Oftentimes Pomni is 'stolen' and Gummi fights an awesome beast or bad guy (Jax) to rescue her. Pomni consistently regresses to about a year or two old so she's mostly passive in their games. Whenever Gummigoo is younger and they're BOTH babies they just play with the toys in Pomni's room together. I feel like Pomni regresses maybe not as often as Gummigoo does so when he's small but she's not she looks after him.

Oh wow I wrote a lot more than I intended holy wow

GUMMIGOO AGERE BOARD 🐊💛💚

Reblog if you save! | Do not repost! | I take requests!!

And some head cannons!

(these are if he'd been allowed to stay in the circus)

- he's such a cowboy/western obsessed kiddo

- definitely has a rocking-horse but is afraid to ride a real horse.

- I feel like he'd take up and really enjoy scrapbook journaling. he has two journals, one for venting his mind into and one for his regression.

- loves nature! Uses insect stickers in his little journal all the time, he'd sit and listen to Kinger ramble out bugs for hours.

- to add on to that, he loves camping. It reminds him of his days outlawing with his mates. Every night would consist of building a bonfire and sleeping under the stars if he had his way.

- he and Jax have similar toy dart guns and randomly just attack each other, they're just having good fun :)

More info under the cut!

Made using PicsArt! - free on the app store!

None of the art or images are mine! They were all found on the app using the stickers function. I just make a collage out of it :)

Please read the green portion of my pinned post before submitting a request!

Gonna be closing agere board requests for now, I've got quite a few in my inbox and I just haven't had the motivation to get to them yet.

I WILL STILL DO THEM

But for now I'm closing the request but keeping the ask box open, ty so much for being patient :)

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