🍼Little Amity🧃 (Toh Agere) Requests Semi-open

Caregiver Willow

Basically the title. Willow finds out about Amity being a regressor but takes it very well and babysits her for a while.

Thank you, Anonymous on Tumblr for requesting this! My Tumblr is Jaysonsdinonuggies

Also, Amity is padded in this fic and my Tumblr is mainly a padded regression blog, so if you aren't comfortable with that, please do not read or make fun of me. I am very sensitive about the whole padded Agere stigma and would appreciate it if you didn't take any of this sexually. Please just accept that it isn't sexual and don't try and fight

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Willow was walking to her locker, thinking about her plants homework. Her locker was next to Amity's and like always, the purple haired girl was there.

"Good morning, Willow," she waved. 

"Hey, Amity," she responded. They talked a little bit about stuff going on until the locker Amity had, wouldn't let go of her abomination textbook.

She pulled but it didn't let go. So she tried extra hard this time and pulled for a long time. The door had held onto it and they were in a tug-o-war situation until the locker had let go, spilling all of Amity's belongings from the storage area. 

Willow immediately got down to help her friend but gawked slightly at one item that had fallen out. There was a pink, rabbit lunch bag, with a couple of its contents spilled out. And one of those contents, was a purple and white pacifier, seemingly made for an adult or teen mouth.

Amity looked confused on what she was staring at, until she followed where her gaze was. Her face burned in embarrassment and she quickly picked it all up and shoved it back into her locker.

"Uh, o-okay, w-well I gotta go!" She stuttered rapidly, trying to make a run for it.

"Amity, wait," Willow announced, getting her friend to stop in her tracks.

"Let's talk about this," She tried to get Amity to come near her, but she just ran away with tears in her eyes.

Willow knew all about age regression. Her therapist had recommended it once. Although she never could regress, she found the caregiver role something she'd like to try out. She did some research on it, and knew what to look for in case of a scenario with a little. And the scared look in Amity's eyes, made her caregiving instinct kick in. She knew Amity was slipping and might need help.

Willow ran to Amity's locker and pried open the lockers mouth, retrieving the little bag. Then she followed the direction where Amity was going. She saw her leaving the school front doors and saw her run under the stairs to hide. 

Willow waited a few moments to give her space before slowly walking down the steps and going underneath them, where she found the girl, curled up and sucking on her thumb.

When Amity noticed Willow, she squeaked and tried to hide her face in the hood of her cowl. She whimpered and whined, waiting for her to leave. The girl started to cry when Willow wasn’t leaving. She wanted her to go away and leave her alone!

“Hey, its okay, I won’t make fun of you or tell anyone. I just want to help you,” Willow walked over to the girl and sat on her knees. The purple haired witch looked up for a second but curled in on herself more. She began to sob more.

“No, no, don’t cry! I’m sorry if I scared you,” Willow started to panic a little. She pulled out the little bag and set it in front of her. Amity looked at it for a second, and then back at willow. She didn’t seem like she was going to manipulate her or make fun.