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Juniper Casado has always been good at hiding things her softness, her fears, and the parts of herself that never really grew up. In a world that's loud, fast, and far too sharp, she survives by shrinking into quiet corners, pastel comforts, and the tiny rituals that make her feel safe. She never expects anyone to understand... and she definitely never expects anyone to stay. Then there's Giovanni Todaro. Steady where she's shaky, gentle where life has been rough, Gio sees Junie in a way no one else ever has. Not the version she tries to present to the world but the real her. The girl who loves cartoons, cozy blankets, stickers, and soft spaces to breathe. The girl who's been carrying too much for too long. When a rainy night, a shared pizza, and a sleepy slip of vulnerability pull them closer, Junie's carefully built walls begin to crack. Gio doesn't push. He doesn't pry. He just shows up again and again with warm hands, quiet patience, and a heart big enough to hold the pieces she's afraid to show. As Junie slowly lets herself trust him, she discovers something she's never had before: a place to rest. A place to be small. A place to be safe. But safety is new. Trust is terrifying. And letting someone see the softest parts of her might be the bravest thing she's ever done.

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SFW Ageregression Story No kink, no DDLG, no BDSM, no variants. ⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹ Clara has always kept her regression hidden. It slips in quietly when the world gets too loud when her chest feels tight, her hands start to shake, and everything feels too big. Drawing, humming, and clutching soft plushies are the only things that help her stay grounded. It's a part of herself she's never felt safe enough to share. Until Billie. Billie Eilish never plans on becoming a caregiver. She just notices. The way Clara's voice softens when she's overwhelmed. The way she disappears into oversized hoodies. The way she whispers that things feel too big. At first, it's just small things gentle words, dim lights, quiet rooms, slow breathing. Then it becomes snacks, warm blankets, late-night car rides, and soft lullabies meant only for her. Clara never asks for a caregiver. But somehow, Billie becomes one anyway. Started: Dec 15, 2025 Finished: ⊹₊˚｡⋆♡⋆｡˚₊⊹