#age regression reader

[toldthatdevil]

Can I pretty please request a mommy Natasha where her little wakes up in the middle of the night hungry and milk time ensues??? thank you <3

Midnight Milkies | Mommy!Natasha Romanoff x Little!Reader

pairings: mommy!natasha romanoff x little!reader

warnings: age regression

content: breastfeeding, nightime w/ mommy, fluff, soft moments.

a/n: thank you for your request nonny, i loved writing this one. I hope you enjoy it <3

You woke up too early. Your mommy hadn’t come to get you yet and it was still way too dark outside to be close to morning. You didn’t know how long you had tried closing your eyes to go back to sleep but there was a growling coming from your belly which was too much; you were too hungry to be able to fall back asleep now.

You felt the frustration bring tears to your eyes as you whined, kicking your feet, your blankets being shoved to the bottom of the crib before crying out. 

The sound of your cries through the baby monitor next to Natasha’s bed woke her immediately. She glanced at the clock, 4:33 am. Sliding out of bed, she made her way to your nursery, opening the door to find you crying your little heart out. 

“Shh, shh, shh,” she whispered, picking you up gently and hugging you close. Natasha bounced you around the room, rubbing soothing circles on your back to help you calm down.

Noticing your cries dying down she asked you what was wrong.

You swallowed and wiped your face on her hoodie, “hungry mommy,” 

Natasha could see your bottom lip jutting out, your big doe eyes looking up at her with tear track marks still on your face. You were just the cutest little thing, and Natasha could hardly cope looking at you.

“Aw, does my little baby need some milk?”

You nodded into her shoulder.  With that, Natasha made her way to the corner of the room, sitting herself down in the rocking chair and laying you sideways across her lap.

Waiting patiently for Natasha to adjust herself into a comfortable position you looked up at your mommy, admiring how pretty she was, butterflies forming in your belly. As if your pupils weren’t dilated enough from the site of her, the site of her breasts when she lifted up one side of her dark green hoodie just about blew your pupils. She guided you to her perked nipples, already feeling a slight chill in the air. You immediately latched on sucking harshly, causing her to wince.

You couldn’t help it, she tasted too good. Her milk was the sweetest thing you’d ever had, and you were hungry for it.

“Hey, hey, hey, I’m not going anywhere,” She reminded you, making you ease up a little.

Natasha’s head fell back onto the chair as she rocked with you. There was no better feeling than spending this time with you, and have you drain her of all her milk.

She watched as you suckled, stroking your pretty face and wiping up the droplets of milk that spilled over your cheeks every now and then. 

Closing her eyes as she rocked you Natasha didn’t know who was going to fall asleep first. This time together was something you both needed and she would never say no to when you needed her or her milk. 

She opened her eyes when she felt your suckles slow, thinking you had nodded off only to be met with a frown on your face.

“More mommy,” you pleaded.

Natasha chuckled, you really were hungry tonight. You had drained her left boob faster than she thought whilst still needing more of her. She twisted you around to lie on your other side.

Not even waiting for her to settle this time, you helped yourself, lifting the fabric of her hoodie to find her other breast. 

Latching on, you began to suckle again. Natasha was determined to get you off to sleep this time around. She was slightly worried she was going to have to heat up some of her frozen breastmilk for you if you were awake much longer, sucking her dry. She rubbed circles on your back, knowing this helped sooth you before standing up, you safely wrapped in her arms. You were unfazed, happily drinking her milk and enjoying the attention. 

Natasha walked around the room, patting your bum this time and humming a soft tune, singing some of the lyrics every now and then, “Drove my chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.”

Before long your eyelids grew heavy, and you were snoring softly, Natasha’s nipple half in your open mouth. 

“And them good old boys were drinking whiskey ’n rye”

Your mommy slowly lowered you back into your crib, pulling your blankets over your little body and placing your stuffy next to you. She gave you a lingering kiss on your cheek before closing your nursery door and heading back to bed.

“Singing’, “This’ll be the day that I die,” 

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a/n: i totally didn't mean for the lyrics to end how they did but we are just gonna ignore that.

#Mommy!Natasha #Natasha Romanoff x little reader #natasha romanoff x fem!reader #Mommy!Nat #Little!Reader #Natasha Romanoff x Reader #sfw age regression #breastfeeding #marvel agere #little reader #caregiver #age regression reader #toldthatdevil fics

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Hey ria could we possibly get something with winter soldier bucky where hes still at hydra and one of the new people that hydra had taken is a little and she’s scared and Bucky comforts her and becomes her cg, if not that okay💝

Soldats princess

Content - age regression, cg!winter soldier, swearing, violence, kidnapping (its hydra), comfort, needles, angst, fluff, lots of Russian, sort toys, not proofread, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - after being kidnapped by hydra the winter soldier saves you from fighting.

Authors note - that was a terribly written summary but I can’t think of any other way to describe it, I really enjoyed writing this should I make it an au? Reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy <3

Translations = derzhi yeye na meste = keep her still, ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya = you, get up it’s time to train, soldat, ty v poryadke = soldier, are you okay?, soldat = soldier, otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas = let the girl go, she will be useless to you, kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat = what is your obsession soldier, ona moya = she is mine, tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka = your safe little dove, golubka = dove.

“Get your fucking hands off me!” You screamed at the top of your lungs at the agents strapping you down to the medical bed.

You couldn’t remember much about how you got here. You were sitting on your sofa with a glass of wine before falling asleep and then you woke up in a white van.

You would give anything to be back in your small apartment right now.

“derzhi yeye na meste” you heard one of the agents shout out, you did everything you could but you couldn’t avoid the inevitable when you felt the large needle go into your neck.

The next thing you knew you were out.

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Bucky was woken up to the sound of screaming and swearing coming from the medical room, he didn’t recognise the voice it must be new.

Many cryptic thoughts ran through his head for the next minutes before he was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of silence.

Silence was what distracted him now, there was always screaming but never silence.

A few minutes later he saw one of the female agents walking over to the cell that was opposite him with a girl in her arms, she was beautiful.

He watched her roughly throw you onto the creaky mattress and walk out locking the large bars behind her.

At least he wouldn’t be looking at an empty cell now.

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“ty, vstavay pora trenirovat'sya” the colonel addressed you while the other soldiers were on the floor training “fuck off” you said spitefully glowering at the cruel man looking down at you.

A few minutes later you were escorted out of the room with a large cut across your arm.

Settling down in your cell later that night you were examining your poorly wrapped and treated arm feeling the tears flow down your face since the first time you got there.

You just wanted to be home, you wanted your family and your friends back.

The worst thing was you were beginning to understand the insults they would throw at you, not because anybody told you just because you would get them every spare moment of the day.

You didn’t know how much more you could take.

Scooting up against the peeling wall you pulled your bedsheets up to your chest trying to resemble on of your old soft toys only making you cry harder at the loss.

You were so lost in your sorrow that you didn’t see the strong man standing at the bars of your cell.

“soldat, ty v poryadke?” A mysterious voice called out only making you more frustrated “why doesn’t anyone speak English, I don’t know what your fucking saying!” You shouted through tears banging your head against the wall.

“I can speak English if you’d prefer it” the man said calmly in an accent that strongly resembled American but had gone under the influence of many years in this dreadful facility.

“I’m sorry for shouting” you whimpered thinking you were in for another punishment, you wanted one of your arms to not hurt at the end of the day.

“It’s alright” he said eyeing you warily, he hadn’t seen someone this vulnerable in many many years.

Your mind was completely broken at the reassurance you hadn’t heard in months and you entered your age regressed mindset unprovoked.

Desperately trying to stop yourself from shaking you looked up at the tall man who was talking to you “please help me I don’t wanna be here anymore” you sobbed.

The soldier didn’t know what was happening, but he was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to take care of you.

“Stay there” he said firmly before walking out to find the colonel. He was sitting at a waterlogged wooden desk working on paperwork, alone.

“Soldat?” He didn’t get a second word in before the soldier pinned him against the wall by his neck “otpusti devushku, ona budet bespolezna dlya vas” “kakaya u tebya oderzhimost' soldat” the colonel asked breathlessly as the metal hand tightened against his throat.

“ona moya” he said lowly eyeing the cowering man in front of him, after a few seconds he signaled to one the guards to open your cell door.

Hearing the patter of your feet he walked over to you and possessively put his arms around you “tvoy bezopasnyy malen'kiy golubka”

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You were waiting in the cold cell waiting for Bucky to come back from a mission like you so often did except this time you were more vulnerable because you were feeling little.

You always missed the soldier when he was gone but it was extremely enhanced at the moment, you were going through a stage when you were little almost everyday and with him gone you felt very alone and scared.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by the loud sound of the iron bars of the cell were opened an agent roughly throwing the large man in.

“Be gentle” you shouted with a frown at the agent resulting in an eye roll before they locked the cell and walked away “I’m alright little soldier” he said protectively pulling you into his chest.

The two of you stood in silence for a few minutes before be placed you onto your uncomfortable cot bed that was pressed against his “I have something for you” he said reaching into his bulletproof vest.

He pulled out a slightly squashed soft toy out and fluffed it back up before giving it to you. It was a grey rabbit with soft but slightly shaggy fur and it had shiny black eyes.

You had gone so long without a soft toy you almost cried on the spot “thank you” you said brightly stroking the soft fur delicacy making the soldier smile out of the corner of his mouth.

You made him feel like he had a purpose like he was surviving for someone something he hadn’t felt in years.

Sitting up against the peeling wall he pulled you into his side stroking your hair gently as to not hurt you “go to sleep golubka, I’ve got you your safe”

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[crowberry62]

Caregiver Primo with a little who calls him Nonno? (Italian for grandpa)

Primo being called Nonno

He loves it

He’s never really had the chance to have many relationships since he was so busy being papa

Before he met you and found out about your age regression he never thought about being any sort of paternal figure

He definitely fits grandpa more then dad

He only responds to that now

Also loves hearing you speak other languages when you’re tiny

He would want to teach you other Italian and maybe some Latin

Rubs it into the face of the other papas

Calls you his grand baby

#ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost headcanons #papa emeritus iv #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus i #cardinal copia #papa emeritus ii #headcanon #ghost bc x reader #papa I #papa emeritus the first #papa primo #papa i x reader #age regression reader #fandom agere #sfw agere #age regression

[luci4theminorannoyance]

hi sweetie! can i rq price x reader (gn) that involuntarily regresses or acts childish out of no where? like suddenly getting excited over plushies or small things. Its okay if your arent comfy w this ! :3

- 🦊

a/n: I don’t mind writing for age regression at all! Feel free to request it anytime, hope I got this right! (I got random burnout on this one)

Price:

-he doesn’t notice it immediately, mostly just thinking you just enjoy cutesy things and not really minding

-when he starts to catch on, he ends up buying plushies and aesthetically pleasing things for you which ends up with him getting a lot of very confused glances at stores

-adores how you smile when you see plushies and things of that nature; even though he knows it’s not technically your choice that you regress he still is happy your happy

-doesn’t exactly understand it, but doesn’t want to ask you straight out so he decides to do some research which gave him the basic idea

-probably gifted you an old Nintendo gameboy with Pokémon on it that he had laying around. depending on how old your age regressions get

-his private barrack most likely has at least two plushies in it by now, which soap teased him about more times then he can count

#price x reader #price x you #price x y/n #captain john price #captain price #price cod #cod headcanons #cod mw2 #cod fic #luci44_writing #age regression reader #age regression #price x gn reader

[overwhelmed2easily]

when ur a sleepy baby regressor being craddled and having your cheek caressed is everything.

#age regression #sfw agere #age regressor #agere #agere community #sfw age regression #safe agere #agere positivity #age dreaming #age regression reader #baby regression #baby regressor #a baby #babies

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Dean Winchester X Little! Reader: LD PT2

WC: 1882

Summary: An online dating app leads to a long-distance relationship.

A/N: Why does wifi suck? Also why does college give you no personal space to write??????

Part 1. Part 2

Dean was attached to his phone and computer like a high schooler. He adored having a little one he was getting to know. He recently sent a package containing a paci, a onesie, a tiara, and a few other trinkets and toys. The little one really needed to be more cautious about giving out their address as they did with him. 

Cases had currently been at a standstill. So Dean was allowed to stay at home all day and talk to the age regressor he had come to care for. He learned so much in such a short time about the little artist, they told him about their family, how they work as a little bakery, and how they were scared of the closing shift. He felt bad about lying or not telling the full truth to them, but it was for their safety. 

But how badly he wanted to tell them and let them know and trust him. He wanted to fully commit to the little and be their caregiver. He wanted nothin more than that. He missed taking care of someone so small and in need of protection, now that Sam was grown, he didn’t have that.

A ding from his phone interrupted his pining. It was a text from the little one.

Y/N: Good morning! I’m in charge of the bakery today! So I have to bake, wish you could try it :((

Dean: Good morning, Sweetheart. That’s so exciting! I wish I could try it too, what are you baking today?

Y/N: Gonna make macaroons, cookies, pies, and cakes. Gotta make so much, but it’s okay. Cause it will be fun. 

Dean: That sounds like so much fun, bet they are gonna be so yummy! Maybe one day you could teach me how to bake?

Y/N: YES YESYESYES!!! Does that mean you are gonna come see me? 

A pause just for a moment, hesitation filled the air.

Y/N: Or I could visit you? You wouldn’t even have to travel.

Dean: Maybe, how about we talk about it after you finish working?

Y/N: Okay, talk to you at 6?

Dean: Talk to you then, have a good day baby

(Y/N) tried to continue their day like they weren’t nervous, however, they were unable to keep the act up long. Their hands shook with nerves, he was probably gonna say no most likely. 

Although they were doing something they love, time seems to barely move. The hours were dragging and it was hard to focus due to the nerves. They tried their best to focus as to prevent any mistakes, they wanted the owner of the small bakery to like them. The owner was an older woman, who was like a grandmother to everyone in the store. 

Soon the clock struck 5, it was time for them to clean up and go home. They would clean up the mess they made while cooking, and clock out at 5:30. Then walk home and hopefully be home by 6. The path wasn’t long, they just usually go distracted by random stuff on their walk home, at one point they had sat on a bench on the walk home to gawk at a rather hairy man, as they believed he may be a werewolf. 

Y/N: Heading home now! Talk to you soon. 

Dean smiled at his phone as he cooked bacon to go on top of the burger he was making. He had a day full of contemplation and planning and recontemplation. Should he stay or should he go?

Dean: Good, now be safe on your way home. 

The walk home was short, with very few distractions. How could they be distracted at a time like this? They were in a hurry. They arrived back at their beat-up small apartment quickly, only stopping to unlock the door and grab the large box on their doorstep. Usually having a box at their doorstep would bring them extreme excitement, however now they had to call Dean.

Ringggg… Ringggg… Ring….

Dean was quick to answer, nearly ripping his pocket off his jacket. It was playing the special tone that he set for (Y/N), as he didn’t want to answer the phone all grumpy like he did the first time they called. Meaning they got home and wanted to talk to him.

“Hey Buba,” Dean answered, making weird wobbles in his voice. He knew he did a good job when a giggle floated through the phone.

“Hi.” It was shorter than their usual enthusiastic greeting, which cause some concern to bubble in Dean’s stomach. “I got a big box at my door, it was hard to carry.”

“Wish I could have helped you with that, why don’t you open it where the arrow is pointing? Maybe there is a surprise in there for you.” Dean smiled at the thought of them still in their work clothes, about to be small and bouncing.

“Arrow?” There was a pause, “You sent me this?”

“I did.” Dean answered, knowing he was about to have to reassure big (Y/N) that it wasn’t a big deal, “ before you start saying anything about this, it was nothing. I wanted to get you a gift, don’t try being all ‘oh you shouldn’t have.’. I did it, and I will do it again.”

“I-” They paused, “Thank you, I’ll get my box cutter and open it.”

He smiled as he heard them beginning to rustle to find the box cutter. They seemed excited or nervous to see what was in the box.

“Gonna be careful right?” Dean asked once they made a sound that he would consider success. 

“Ye, no touching the pointy parts.” They respond obviously absorbed in the thought of a gift, that they were aware was most likely for little (Y/N).

“I wish I could see your face when you open the gifts.” He smiled, as he hears the light slicing of tape, and them struggling with the box to open the edge that wasn’t cut completely. “You gonna read the note first?”

“Ye,” They spoke, beginning the note with a loud and proud voice, but slowly going quieter and mumbling as they began regressing. They were always shy about how hard reading could be when they were small. 

“Open the gifts now baby.” Dean prompts, as they finished the card. The sound of the newspaper being removed from the box was louder than he thought it would be. 

“You got me a paci?” They sounded choked up as they stared at the design. The design was Siren-like, and it had the words “little monster” on the handle.

“Yeah, do you like it? Should be a few other things in there too…” Dean asked hopefully.

“Yeah, didn’t need to do all this…” (Y/N) mumbled over the phone.

“But I wanted to, how about you try on the gifts and we can maybe have a talk?” He wanted to talk about the possibility of him visiting them. 

The atmosphere in (Y/N)’s apartment deflated quickly at the mention of the dreaded conversation was brought up. They had believed for a moment that everything was perfect between the pair. However, he was preparing them for his big no.

“Oh yeah, umm we can talk, yeah.” Their voice was less childlike and more anxious.

“Baby, it is okay, this talk isn’t gonna be bad.” Dean replied quickly, trying to calm the obviously stressing little.

“Okay, can we talk about it now?” They said, just wanting it to be over.

“Of course baby,” Dean says as he opens his computer that he was looking at routes on, “what does your schedule look like for the next few weeks?” 

“Mmm Nothing only working,” They replied, picking their thumbs.

“Okay, how would you feel if I left tomorrow and got to see you in about 2 days?” Dean asked.

“Wait.” They paused almost processing what was being said. “What?”

“Obviously it could be sooner or later depending on traffic, would it be okay if I slept at your place? It would be like a little sleepover.” Dean continued knowing they would register what he was saying soon enough.

“YES YES YES YES!!!” They screamed, only to stop, “Sorry, didn’t mean to yell. Thought you were gonna say no. 

With that conversation completed, (Y/N) was quick to regress and babble about all the stuff they would do together. Dean was packing as they spoke as he would have an early morning. It was all simple and little (Y/N) even started cleaning, it wasn’t much just putting some of their toys away. They stayed on the phone until (Y/N) fell asleep.

The next morning came quickly, Dean was already on the road by the time the sun was up. It was unheard of for him to be awake even a few hours after the sun is up, but today was different. He wasn’t being the safest going quite a bit over the speed limit, but he just couldn’t help it. He would text sweetheart at stops, when he filled up for gas, took a bathroom break, or was getting snacks/souvenirs from each state he went through. Both days were like this although the second contained more bouncing in his seat and fewer stops.

(Y/N) spent the two days working and stress cleaning. They swept and mopped their floors three times, and dusted them twelve times. While at work they asked for the first day Dean would be there off and the owner hearing how excited they were, gave them a week of paid time off. The owner stated something about only being young once and young love, (Y/N) was too excited to correct her. They were only friends, for now at least. 

The day had come when Dean would arrive, he called saying he’d arrive around 1 pm. That means they woke up at 5 am to clean everything twelve times again, and run to the store to get actual food and ingredients, so as to not force Dean to eat fast food and microwave meals.

With their grocery bags on the counter, half of the food was already put away when there was a knock at the door. I wasn’t even 12 pm, the first thing that passed their mind was that there was no way that it was Dean already. But their feet moved on their own, and the door swung open before they though to check who it was. There a man stood, he was tall with slightly spiked hair, he had a ‘Joey’ from friend’s smile. 

“Sweetheart?” Their voice died in their throat, eyes began to water slightly as they stared at the man that was acting as their platonic caregiver and honestly best friend. Rather than speaking, (Y/N) threw themself into his chest sobbing out of join. 

“Dean… “ was all that managed to excape them, as they clung to him. He clung back seeing the person he came to life made him cry in joy. If anyone asked he would say it was simply allergies.

They sat in the hall and hugged for longer than any two friends should. Neighbors stopped to stare as they walked passed, but Dean and (Y/N) only saw each other. 

#dean winchester x little!reader #dean winchester x reader #age regression community #age regression fic #agere community #sfw age regression #age regression reader #agere fic #sfw agere #cg! dean winchester #x little! reader #agere little #little!reader #little reader

[eepystars]

hi everyone :DD you can call me dusty or bun!! i wanted to come on here to start making agere fics, specifically for male/gn readers cuz i dont see enough ^^

i write for a lot of fandoms such as:

☆ DC (specifically batman)

☆ some marvel (ive only really seen Captain America and Thor)

☆ Criminal Minds

☆ Genshin Impact

☆ Haikyuu

☆ Obey Me

☆ MDZS

☆ Heaven's Official Blessing

i can write for more fandoms, as i have not listed all of them!! feel free to request :)

#agere male reader #age regression #agere community #sfw agere #agere reader #age regressor #male reader #x male reader #x gender neutral reader #age regression reader

[avengerslittleone]

The big game

Chrissy:hay baby

Y/n:mama,dada

Jason:is that a bruise on your face

Chrissy:it is

Jason:who did this

Y/n:(cry’s)bubba and daddy

Jason:i will kill those mother (gets hit) your already a dead man walking

Billy:hay freak I am not scared of you

Jason:you fucker you hurt my baby

Y/n:(uses powers throws billy through window with chaos magic run’s out of house)

Jason:(drives down street looks around see’s y/n running)y/n baby hay

Y/n:dada (makes grabby hands)

Jason:(pulls over parks gets out walks over to you picks you up bounces )you it’s ok sweetheart dada has you

Y/n:no (whines)dada

Jason:baby I got to put you down in your car seat so we can go see mama (buckles y/n in car seat starts car back up drives)

Chrissy:(opens door )Jason y/n what are you doing here

Y/n:mama (makes grabby hands and whines)upies

Chrissy:ok let me get my stuff so we can go back to your place

Jason:we will be be waiting in the car (walks back into the car and opens back door puts y/n in car seat buckles y/n in closes door )

Chrissy:(gets in car )hay baby mama is here what happened Jason

Jason: I found them running down the street barefoot and they kept running and looking behind themselves

Chrissy:if it’s because of billy and his father I will kill them both

Jason:we’re here (parks car gets out close door opens front door )

Chrissy:(picks y/n up bounces them on hip ) shh no need to whine or cry mama and dada are here for you to take care of you(walks into house closes

Jason:bae don’t forget tomorrow is the big game

Chrissy:I know I am ready are you i am going to decorate y/n so they Win the most school sprint

The next day

Y/n:mama no (pushes Chrissy’s hand away)no

Chrissy:baby we want to dress you up today so behave

Jason:look what I got y/n (holds bottle hands to you)

Y/n:baba tank ou dada

Later at school

Jason:there are two people i would like to dedicate my win for Chrissy love you bae and y/n love you little one (winks at you)

The game

Y/n:(screams let’s go Jason )

Jason:(mouths your doing so good baby)

Billy:(stares moves finger across neck mouths your so dead)

Y/n:(gets nervous)

After the game

Billy:(pulls you by your hair holds you against wall)what did I tell you freak not to be where I am this is my day and your making it turn to crap (punches you hits you)

Jason:(walks out with Chrissy see’s billy hurting you) haven’t i told you leave them alone

Billy:this is none of your concern

Jason:actually yes it is (whistles)boys I think it’s time to teach billy here a lesson to not mess with my baby go at him boys

Max:can I join in

Jason:sure

Max:(holds bay with nails in it to billy)from now on you leave y/n alone do you understand (swings bat at him)

Billy:fine

Max:(high five’s baseball team) he’s now going to leave you alone (kisses Lucas )you did good

#little reader #agere fic #babyspace #stranger things x reader #chrissy stranger things #chrissy cunningham #jason stranger things #little!reader #stranger things agere #age regression reader #age regression fic

[pikaychuwu]

i just wanna say if you write agere fan fics i hope you know you are doing the lords work & i love you ♡

#little space #agere blog #age regressive #age regression reader #fandom agere #fanfic #little reader #agere community #age regression blog #sfw little stuff #fan fiction #ao3

[funfettifrills]

♣️; caregiver! husk x kid/agere! reader [headcanons]

[all platonic] + my inbox is open for reqs!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪husk is canonically good with kids!! He would be great at taking care of you !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ initially, husk keeps up his grumpy self around you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but you find yourself enjoying being around him, to you he's a silly little kitty !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ he notices you will sit by him or stay in the same room as him, and he doesn't mind at all

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ at first you're a bit shy, but he tries initiating conversations with you and you happily speak to him a bunch!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Once your wall of shyness is broken down, you'll find yourself sitting at the bar and info dumping to him about things you like or just your day in general

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He doesn't say much, but he always listens with a small smile on his face while he tends to his bartending tasks

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he has a huge soft spot for you, that he'd deny at first but everyone else at the hotel would clearly notice it

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you go out, he starts going with you. He really wants you to be safe, even if you're in hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since you obviously wouldn't be drinking any alcohol, husk starts keeping things like juice at the bar just for you!! He even gets sippy cups !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even though he doesn't enjoy being a cat, you can't help but call him "kitty."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Sometimes, when you want his attention, you'll babble a bit and call out "kitty!"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if anyone else would call him kitty, he would be sooo livid

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but he loves you and knows you mean no harm, he finds it endearing!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪his default nicknames for you are just 'kid' or 'kiddo'

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he lets you play with his tail !! He just sits nonchalantly as you do it, and the others in the hotel watch in awe over how comfortable Husk is with you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even if he has a soft spot for you, he's still husk so he's a very patient caregiver but also very stern when he needs to be

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if you get bratty or fussy, he won't hesitate to get you to behave, and he's very effective at it while not being tooooo harsh

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since he loves sleeping, when it's nap time he'll join you sometimes!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he's very comfy to snuggle with cause his fur is surprisingly soft

♡ʚ⁺˖↪as you two sleep, he holds you so gently

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He purrs during these naps too and its silly to feel the vibrations

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you'd be overwhelmed and in tears, he had struggled to deal with it at first because he was intimidated

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Over time, he had learned how to handle those moments with ease and will hold you in his lap as you regulate yourself

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Depending on the severity of your emotions, he'll start doing magic tricks to distract you, and it's effective for calming you down

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he struggles with low self-esteem, so he questions whether he's good enough to be taking care of you (he is much more than good enough!!)

♡ʚ⁺˖↪you're happiest and comfiest with him, sometimes you cling onto his legs as he does random tasks and he just goes on as normal

♡ʚ⁺˖↪before he had gotten onto better terms with Angel, he'd tried to keep you away from him

♡ʚ⁺˖↪But afterward, you become close with Angel as well, and he thinks you're the cutest ever !!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪you and Angel sit at the bar, with you in his lap, and have silly conversations with Husk

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Angel goes insane hearing you get to freely call Husk "kitty"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ And Angel teases Husk over how soft he's gotten for you, Husk gets embarrassed in response

"Ya' let the kid call you 'kitty?' Why can't I do that too?"

"You are a GROWN man. There's no reason for you to call me that."

"You're just turning into a big softie, ya know?"

"..."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪don't even get me started on how adamant Husk would be to keep you away from Alastor

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but Alastor does find a way to get your attention, much to Husk's dismay...

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he'll find Alastor playing you, and you giggling along, which leaves Husk horrified

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he is really dedicated to keeping you safe from anything that'd cause you harm!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪and he truly wants you to be redeemed, he knows you don't deserve to be in Hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪overall, he adores you a bunch and would probably kill for you!!!!!!

#may be a little ooc for the sake of being cute.. #age regression #agere #age regressor #agere caregiver #hazbin hotel #headcanon #headcanons #husk x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #platonic #angel dust #alastor

[prncsslulu]

when carer's reply to babbles like youre speaking intelligently, “oh yeah, kid! you're so right!” “i’ve never thought of it like that before, smart little thing!” “i agree, we should have chicken nuggets for dinner!”

#agere concept #agere cg #agere blurb #agere x reader #agere drabble #agere fic #agere ficlet #agere fanfic #agere words #agere little #age regression #age regressor #agere aesthetic #agere blog #agere positivity #agere #safe agere #lulu.creates #sfw age regression #age regressive #sfw agere #babyre #infant regression #infant regressor #baby regressor #baby regression #agere community #sfw community #sfw littlespace #sfw blog

[crowberry62]

hi! i was wondering if i could hear more of your hc’s for popia x little!reader 👉👈 yours are the only ones i’ve seen at all in this fandom and they make me so very soft,,,,,,,,,,, thank you! 💕

Popia x little reader headcanons

Loves seeing you get along with the ghouls

Brings you to the rituals but gives you headphones since it can get very loud

If he can’t you with the he will bring home gifts

When he can’t be with you then he has a ghoul keep an eye on you

So many plushies

Mostly rat plushies

Keeps you out of the public eyes for safety

Teaches you how to take care of his rats

Loves to cuddle

Loves baby talking you

#ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost headcanons #papa emeritus iv #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus i #cardinal copia #papa emeritus ii #headcanon #ghost bc x reader #age regression reader #sfw little post #sfw agere

[dragcnbreak]

Mike Schmidt being your caregiver would include…

• soft pet names but especially “baby” and “baby girl” and “baby boy”

• naps, naps, and more naps! mike is always tired, especially after a shift or even after just waking up. he likes to be the bigger spoon and you feel safe in his arms so win-win

• him spending his last dollar on things for you, like stuff to color with or stuffed animals. you and abby always come first before him

• speaking of abby, you definitely have play dates with her. you both think she doesn’t understand age regression and just think of it as playing along with her, but she knows better

• him bringing your drawings (also sometimes abby’s too) to work with him, tucked safely in his wallet. he looks at them frequently, especially when he’s feeling down

• bedtime stories! they mostly consist of books borrowed from the local library accompanied by mike’s tapes for ambience. he isn’t the best at doing the voices but he always tries them to make you laugh

• watching movies, also borrowed from the library. you always pick disney but sometimes, mike will get a horror movie so you can cling to him for safety. he loves making you feel safe and cared for

• physical affection!!!!! mike isn’t the best with his words but you can always rely on getting a hug or a forehead kiss when he sees you. sometimes, he’ll pepper you in kisses and you giggle until you can’t breathe and he smiles and it’ll be the best thing that’s happened to him all day

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my first time ever writing something like this >< idk what it is about mike but this is also like my first time ever reading “x reader” stuff for a character and also wanting to write it. if you want more agere stuff with mike, pls let me know <3 ily, ty for reading!!!!!

#mine #text #image #my hcs #age regression #agere #sfw agere #sfw age regression #mike Schmidt #Michael Schmidt #mike Schmidt x reader #mike Schmidt x fem!reader #mike Schmidt x gn!reader #mike Schmidt x male!reader #mike Schmidt x you #fnaf #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #five nights at Freddy’s movie

[overwhelmed2easily]

Pansy Parkinson as a caregiver💗✨

Pansy is already some sort of a mother figure and when she finds out about her s/o's age regression her heart melts completely.

she on one hand will love taking care of you.

on the other hand she feels bad about the fact that you could or do have trauma, anxiety, depression or other stuff she wishes that you didn't need a coping mechanism to get by, but. is really supportive anyway.

at first she was confused of what to do when you regressed but after like a solid five minutes she was a pro.

she goes by the name "Momma" or whatever you prefer to call her...(she is very picky though)

loves going on walks with her little especially in the rain.

quite loose about bedtime rules.

Very comforting and good at handling tantrums

uses the timeout corner when you are being too intense.

loves to tickle you when ur regressed ur just too cute in her eyes!

overprotective..

very choosy when it comes to buying you toys.

always wants to get some thing perfect for her little one.

A/N I love her so much oml ❣🥺🙌❤💕

#age regression reader #sfw littlespace #agere little #harry potter age regression #cargiver pansy #pansy parkinson #pansy harry potter #comfort headcannons #sfw agere #age regressor #sfw age regression #agere community #agere #age regression #safe agere #agere positivity #age dreaming

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Neville Longbottom X Little! GN! Reader: Green Thumbs Pt 1

Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.

W/C: 766

Neville always held a passion for herbology, it was something he always loved and it was how he managed most of his childhood. He thrived taking care of something else, watching his hard work grow sturdy and strong. He loved talking about what plants could be used for and where they can be found for. 

Caregiving was something he had less experience with. He had only been doing it for about a month or so. He took on a caregiver position for his partner of almost a year. The role was taken on entirely in a spontaneous manner. Neville accidentally knocked over a box, causing the contents to spill across the floor. 

Neville was quick to start cleaning up the mess he made. However, he stopped and sat up when he picked up a pacifier that was too big to be for a newborn. He sat staring at it, the cogs in his head turning. Then it clicked, they were an age regressor!

Neville was reading a psychology book in the library, he thought it might show him a way to get over his shyness and he learned about age regression. He was surprised to see that it was a trauma response or a response to a stressful situation. Neville understood needing to cope, and he was not going to judge how others make it to tomorrow. 

Neville was quick to put away the mess, and even quicker to tell his partner what he found. He told them what he knew and how he read about it. He was soft and loving, and soon enough he was their caregiver. Each day he tried his best to care for them, some days being easier than others. 

Today was an easy day. Neville and (Y/N) were in the greenhouse, they were caring for Neville's plants. (Y/N) was a little less helpful, as they played with their toy watering cans and babbled at the plants. Meanwhile, Neville was repotting, pruning plants, and watering them. 

Neville was lost as he was working on pruning his Dittany. Soon the sound of bare feet pattering filled his ears, and soon their little head popped into his line of sight. He couldn’t help but smile, “Hi baby, what are you doing?”

“W’s Tommy’s?” (Y/N) asked, Neville stopped. They did not know a Tom. Who was his baby talking about?

“Who?” Neville asked fully turning to them. A muggle succulent was quickly shoved into his face. Realization appeared on his face quickly. “Have you been naming my plants baby?”

“Yeah, don know dem!” They replied, rocking back and forth on their feet, feeling shy about not knowing the plants. 

Neville took the plant and placed it on the table, before swooping down to pick up (Y/N) and placing them on his hip. He then spoke, “That one is Euphorbia milii. It’s a muggle plant. Do you wanna know about my other plants baby?”

“Yesh peas, dada.” They said back, trying to grab their paci from the front of their overalls. Soon they were suckling on their paci as Neville spoke. 

“Baby, do you remember what dada said about this one when we first got here?” Neville asked, pointing at the baby mandrakes he was growing.

“No touch!” They slurred from behind their paci. 

“Yeah! Good job baby! Why do we not touch it?” Neville asked, patting their bum as they thought. 

“Cause dey no wike it?” They said, Neville smiled. It was close to enough for him.

“Yeah, and then they scream and it could hurt your little ears!” Neville said. He began wandering around before stopping at the other ‘no touch area’. “Now why can't we touch these ones?”

“Poky,” They said, fully resting their head on Neville’s shoulder. Pointing at pretty flowers, “wat dat?”

“That is called a Gaillardia pulchella, but their nickname is firewheels. They are also a muggle plant, they like to live where it is really hot and really humid!” Neville answered, raddling off facts. 

“Humid?” The word was slurred and sounded like an alien language to them. 

“When the air is really wet. I forgot my baby was so little, I will be more considerate of that baby!” Neville said, while lightly tickling them. They tried to curl into his chest away from the tickle monster. Once he was done with the tickle monster, (Y/N) pointed at more plants. 

Neville was proud to be able to show his little one all of his plants and teach them. He knew some days would be hard, but today? Today was easy. He could do today.

#neville longbottom x reader #Neville Longbottom x little! reader #cg! neville longbottom #age regression #little space #agere #little!reader #age regression fic #x little! reader #agere little #littleone #sfw age regression #age regression reader #HP agere #harry potter agere #age regression fanfic

[buckys-little-belle]

Im scared to but my first Barbie, but I really want one! Sooooo bad. Can you maybe write Steve and Bucky meeting a she/her reader in the Barbie spot in a store and being nice to her? Maybe buying her a Barbie and some clothes? And they are just nice?

Barbie Aisle Buddies

Stucky x Shy!Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns Used)

Warnings - The reader is generally a worry wart so she has a bit of 'panic' and worry during this fic, it gets resolved by the end and fluff ensues after her worry.

Notes - I honestly pulled inspiration from a fic I had written a while ago about a shy reader in a toy aisle, so I hope it's okay that I made the ready shy. This is also pretty short! But also so cute!!! Also I know it can be scary going to a store and buying toys but I promise you it's okay! I have bought so many Barbies and Barbie toys like clothes, and I described a Barbie I own in this story! Don't let worry eat you up, go buy the Barbie! Trust me when I tell you it's worth the worry, having fun dolls that I get to play with and dress up is so fun and I don't regret getting them! You only live once bubba, don't let the worry get you down for too long! I hope you get a Barbie soon!!! <3

SFW - Keep all interactions with the post, and this blog, SFW!

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Y/n had been hyping herself up for a month now. Twenty dollars in her pocket, and a determined state of mind were all she had as she walked up and down the Barbie aisle of her local grocery store. It was a small selection of dolls, yet so overwhelming at the same time.

Some dolls had different jobs, chef, doctor, fashion designer. Others had fancy outfits or animal sidekicks. It was hard to pick just one doll, but seeing as she only had enough money for one doll, she knew she had to pick just one.

"Hello." A man's voice broke through her overthinking, a man stood just a few feet away, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, some worn out sneakers on his feet. He looked familiar, though Y/n couldn't place just where she had seen him before. "I'm Steve." He smiled, turning to look at the same shelf she had her eyes on previously. "It's hard to pick one, isn't it?"

"Um." Y/n panicked, trying to remember the excuse she had made up regarding why she was in this aisle. Did she land on 'getting a toy for a friend's kid' or 'I have a birthday party to attend'?

"Steve!" Another man's voice called out. This time a man dressed all in black, combat boots and gloves included, planted himself a few feet away. "Hi there, Doll." He smiled, Y/n couldn't help but smile back, the man's charm winning her over. "Which one do you have your eye on?" He asked as he scanned the shelves, hands crossed over his chest, looking at the plethora of choices like he too was thinking about getting one.

"Oh, I'm not, I'm just, you know, a, I don't, I." Y/n began stuttering, trying to get out an excuse, any excuse, to make them believe she wasn't buying a Barbie doll for herself.

"Dolls don't have an age, Doll." The man without a name chuckled. "If you're looking for a Barbie to play with I would suggest one that comes with a few items." He began pointing to a few sets she had looked at, but sets that were over her budget.

"I like this one." Y/n quickly grabbed a doll she had her eye on. She was a chef and came with a pan and what looked to be a fried egg. She had a chefs hat and coat, and looked fun enough, but the biggest pull was it was the only doll with accessories that was in her price range.

"She'll need some everyday clothes." Steve squatted down to a lower shelf, rummaging through some small containers for a set of clothes.

"I can't, I just. This is all I can get." Y/n smiled with a hint of self conciseness. Admitting you didn't have a lot of Barbie money to strangers wasn't the end all be all, but at the same time it still felt extremely venerable.

"Well, Doll." The unnamed man with a smile full of charm spoke again. "It's your lucky day then." He pulled the cart Steve must have brought closer to the shelf. "Pick whatever you want."

"What?" Y/n shook her head taking a step back, confused as to what he meant.

Steve was the one to speak up this time. "You don't know who we are, I'm guessing." His smile was softer, more gentle. "I was formally known as Captain America." The truth felt like a weight had been lifted off Y/n's shoulders, her happy to know that she wasn't crazy for thinking he looked familiar.

"And I'm his sidekick, Bucky Barnes, formally known as The Winter Soldier." Mr Unnamed added on.

"Oh." Y/n nodded her head, taking in the two men, even more confused as to why they were wasting their time in a local stores Barbie aisle with her. "Sorry for bothering you."

Y/n was ready to dash with her doll, worried that the super soldiers she just met would grow tired of her quiet demeanor. "Doll." Bucky called out, his voice commanding yet it still had a joking tone to it. "Come back here and pick at least four things."

"Buck." Steve whispered loudly.

"Steve." Bucky said back, his tone condescending. "Doll, please let us but you some dolls. It would make our day." She still hadn't turned around and had half a heart to run, yet for some reason she turned around and took a good look at the shelf.

There really were some sets she'd love to have, like the farmers market stand and a little dog set, and Steve was right, her doll needed everyday clothes. "You won't make fun of me?" She asked, worry surrounding each word.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Steve put his hand over his heart, an action that made her giggle.

"I'm Y/n." She finally gave them her name, a small smile breaking past her worried expression.

"It's nice to meet you, Y/n." Bucky and Steve said at the same time, the three of them laughing.

"Which outfit do you think your doll would look best in?" Steve held out a few options, letting Y/n ponder over them as Bucky tried to convince her to pick the Barbie camper as one of her choices, as if she had a spot for such a big play set.

"I like this one." She pointed to a package that help a blue dress, pick shirt, and jean skirt. The shoes were cute too, and she got excited at the idea of dressing her doll in the outfit.

So there they all stood, Steve and Bucky trying to convince Y/n to get super expensive things, and Y/n trying to figure out how she got so lucky to have two super soldiers worrying over her new doll collection.

#buckys little belle #anon #age regression #age regression fic #little!reader #bucky x reader #bucky x little!reader #bucky barnes x little!reader #bucky #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader #steve rogers age regression #steve rogers x little reader #steve rogers x little!reader #bucky barnes x reader