#caregiver

[midastouch013]

Her Caregiver

TO THE ANON: I'm so sorry, I lost your request, but I hope this meets what you had requested

Summary: Natasha Romanoff has always managed to keep her little secret a secret, but what happens when she gets jealous of how you care for Wanda?

Warnings: Little/Caregiver, Jealousy, Little Nat, Little Wanda

P.S. Sorry for being so late, there was this retreat and there wasn't any reception there. Plus, I'm not sure if this is exactly how Caregiver and Little fics work, but I hope you like it.

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Natasha Romanoff sat in her room, her gaze drifting towards the stuffed animals arranged neatly on her bed. She had always been drawn to the softness and comfort they provided, a stark contrast to the harsh reality of her life as an Avenger. But there was something deeper behind her fascination with these childish trinkets, something she had never fully acknowledged until now.

She glanced at the door, her heart racing with uncertainty. She had been harboring a secret, one she hadn't dared to share with anyone, not even her closest friends. Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, was a little.

The thought both terrified and excited her. Terrified because she feared judgment and rejection from her peers. Excited because she longed for the care and comfort she had never allowed herself to experience. But most of all, she longed for someone to understand her, to see past the tough exterior she presented to the world.

That someone, she realized, was you.

You, her teammate, her friend, the one person she trusted above all others. She knew you had a kind heart and a gentle touch, qualities she desperately craved in a caregiver. But how could she ever admit such vulnerability to you? How could she risk tarnishing the image of the fearless Avenger you admired?

Natasha sighed, her fingers tracing the edges of a plush bear. She wished she could be brave enough to ask for what she needed, to shed the weight of her secrets and be truly seen. But fear held her back, fear of rejection, fear of ridicule, fear of being deemed unworthy of love.

And so, she buried her desires deep within her heart, locking them away behind walls of steel. But even the strongest barriers couldn't contain the longing in her soul, the ache for connection that refused to be silenced.

And so, a series of events were to set that day, one that would make her have you, as her caregiver, maybe even something more.

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In the quiet of the Avengers compound, a sudden disruption shattered the tranquility. Wanda Maximoff stumbled into the common area, her usually composed demeanor replaced by one of vulnerability. Sensing something amiss, you approached her, concern etched across your features.

"Hey, Wanda, what's wrong?" you asked gently, kneeling beside her as she curled up on the couch.

Wanda looked up at you with wide, tear-filled eyes. "I-I don't know," she whimpered softly.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You're safe here," you assured her, offering a comforting smile. "Do you want a blanket?"

She nodded, sniffling, and you quickly fetched a blanket, wrapping it around her trembling form. Wanda leaned into your embrace, finding solace in the warmth you provided.

Meanwhile, Natasha observed from a distance, a pang of envy stirring within her. She watched as you comforted Wanda, offering the kind of care and tenderness that the redhead secretly longed for herself.

As Wanda began to relax under your gentle ministrations, Natasha couldn't help but approach, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Is she okay?" Natasha inquired softly, her eyes flickering between you and Wanda.

"Yeah, she just slipped into her little space," you explained, shooting Natasha a reassuring smile. "She'll be alright, though."

Natasha nodded, but the jealousy still gnawed at her, a silent reminder of her own unspoken desires.

Feeling a sudden urge to help, Natasha joined you and Wanda, offering her assistance.

"Can I help?" Natasha asked, her voice gentle.

"Of course, Nat. Can you grab her favorite stuffed animal from her room?" you suggested.

Natasha nodded and disappeared momentarily, returning with Wanda's beloved toy. She handed it to Wanda with a soft smile, and Wanda's face lit up at the sight of it.

With Natasha's help, you continued to comfort Wanda, ensuring she felt safe and loved in her vulnerable state.

Later, when you and Natasha found yourselves alone, Natasha couldn't resist commenting on your compassion.

"Hey, I just wanted to say… you're really good with her," Natasha admitted, a hint of admiration in her voice.

"Thanks, Nat. I just want to make sure she feels safe and loved," you replied sincerely.

Natasha nodded, but there was a sadness in her eyes that you couldn't quite place.

"Are you okay?" you asked, sensing her unease.

Natasha forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired, I guess."

You accepted her answer, but couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Natasha's emotions than she let on.

As the evening wore on, Natasha's jealousy and insecurity continued to fester, gnawing at her from the inside out. Feeling overwhelmed, she excused herself from the common area and retreated to the solitude of her room.

Alone in the dimly lit space, Natasha paced back and forth, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. She knew she shouldn't let herself succumb to her little space, that she needed to remain strong and in control. But the more she fought against it, the more the longing tugged at her heartstrings.

"I can't let this happen," she muttered to herself, clenching her fists in frustration. "I have to stay in control."

But the more she fought against it, the stronger the pull became, until Natasha found herself sinking onto her bed, her resolve crumbling like sand between her fingers. Tears pricked at her eyes as she surrendered to the overwhelming tide of emotion.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to no one in particular, feeling the weight of her own inadequacy bear down upon her.

Meanwhile, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of your stomach. Natasha's sudden disappearance hadn't gone unnoticed, and you knew that she was struggling with something deeper than she let on.

Determined to offer her support, you made your way to her room, the hallway stretching out before you like an endless expanse of uncertainty. With each step, your concern grew, mingling with a sense of urgency that propelled you forward.

Standing before Natasha's closed door, you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what lay ahead. You raised your hand and knocked softly, the sound echoing in the silence of the hallway.

"Natasha?" you called out tentatively, your voice barely above a whisper. "Are you in there?"

Inside the room, Natasha's heart skipped a beat at the sound of your voice. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. But deep down, she knew that she couldn't keep her struggles hidden forever.

"Come in" she said softly, so soft that you almost missed it.

As you stepped into Natasha's room, your eyes fell upon her huddled form on the bed, her posture small and vulnerable. For a moment, you were taken aback, the sight of Natasha in her little state catching you completely off guard.

"Natasha?" you murmured softly, your voice laced with genuine surprise. "I… I didn't realize…"

But before you could finish your sentence, you noticed the way Natasha's shoulders tensed, her expression shifting from vulnerability to embarrassment. It was as if she had been caught in a moment of weakness, a side of herself she had never intended for anyone to see.

Feeling a pang of guilt for intruding upon her private moment, you quickly reassured her, "It's okay, Natasha. You don't have to explain anything to me."

But Natasha recoiled slightly, her gaze averted as she wrapped her arms around herself protectively. She felt exposed, as if the carefully constructed walls she had built around herself had crumbled to dust, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean for you to see me like this."

You approached her slowly, your movements gentle and deliberate as you reached out a hand to offer her comfort. "It's okay, Natasha," you repeated softly. "You don't have to apologize for being yourself."

But Natasha couldn't shake the feeling of shame that gnawed at her from within. She had spent so long hiding this part of herself from the world, afraid of being judged or rejected. And now, with you standing before her, seeing her at her most vulnerable, she couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming inadequacy.

As you sat beside Natasha on the bed, a sense of determination washed over you. You refused to let Natasha grapple with her inner turmoil alone, especially now that you knew about this vulnerable side of her.

With gentle determination, you wrapped your arms around Natasha, pulling her into a comforting embrace. She tensed at first, still feeling the weight of embarrassment and shame, but gradually, she began to relax into your touch, allowing herself to be held.

"I'm here for you, Natasha," you whispered softly, your voice a soothing balm to her wounded soul. "You don't have to face this alone."

Natasha's breath hitched as tears welled up in her eyes, the floodgates of emotion threatening to overwhelm her. But you held her steady, offering her the strength and support she so desperately needed.

With a trembling hand, you brushed away her tears, your touch gentle and reassuring. "Let me take care of you," you murmured, your words a promise of unwavering love and support.

As Natasha nestled into your comforting embrace, her vulnerability laid bare before you, you knew that she needed more than just words of reassurance. With tender care, you gently brushed her hair away from her tear-stained cheeks, your touch eliciting a soft sigh from her trembling lips.

"Shh, it's okay, Natasha," you whispered soothingly, your voice a gentle melody in the quiet of her room. "You're safe here with me."

Natasha's breath hitched as she struggled to contain her emotions, but with your steady presence by her side, she began to relax into your embrace, allowing herself to be held.

In a moment of instinctive tenderness, you brought your thumb to your lips, offering it to Natasha. At first, she hesitated, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, but you urged her gently, encouraging her to trust you.

"Here, Natasha," you murmured softly, your voice laced with warmth and affection. "It's okay to seek comfort in whatever way you need."

With a shaky breath, Natasha tentatively took your thumb into her mouth, her lips wrapping around it instinctively as she sought solace in the simple act of sucking. A sense of calm washed over her as she melted into your embrace, the rhythmic motion soothing her frayed nerves.

You smiled tenderly at her, your heart swelling with love and admiration for this strong and resilient woman who had entrusted you with her vulnerability. With each gentle stroke of your thumb against her lips, you offered her the comfort and care she so desperately needed, reaffirming your unwavering support for her.

And as Natasha nestled closer to you, her breathing slow and steady, you knew that in that moment, you had helped her find peace amidst the chaos of her inner turmoil. Together, you shared a bond that transcended words, a silent understanding forged in the crucible of vulnerability and acceptance.

With a contented sigh, Natasha closed her eyes, her grip on your thumb loosening as she drifted into a peaceful slumber. And as you held her close, you vowed to always be there for her, to offer her comfort and care whenever she needed it, for as long as she would have you by her side.

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As Natasha stirred from her peaceful slumber, she blinked groggily, the remnants of sleep still clinging to her mind. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized she was no longer nestled in your comforting embrace, a sense of panic threatening to overtake her.

Frantically, she scanned the room, her eyes darting around in search of your familiar presence. But to her dismay, you were nowhere to be found, leaving her feeling abandoned and alone once more.

A wave of sadness washed over Natasha as she struggled to contain her rising emotions. Just when she thought she had found solace in your care, you had disappeared without a trace, leaving her feeling more vulnerable than ever before.

With a heavy sigh, Natasha felt herself slipping back into her little space, her defenses crumbling as she sought refuge from the overwhelming sense of abandonment. She curled up on the bed, her thumb finding its way to her lips once more as she sought comfort in the familiar ritual.

But just as Natasha was on the brink of succumbing to her inner turmoil, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, drawing her attention away from her troubled thoughts. Hope blossomed in her chest as she heard the familiar sound of your voice, dispelling the darkness that threatened to consume her.

And then, to her immense relief, you appeared in the doorway, a warm smile gracing your lips as you greeted her with a tender gaze.

"Hey, Natasha," you said softly, your voice filled with warmth and affection. "I'm sorry I was gone for a moment. I just needed to use the washroom."

As Natasha took in your reassuring presence, a sense of calm washed over her, dispelling the last traces of her anxiety. She felt a surge of gratitude for your unwavering support, knowing that no matter how lost she felt, you would always be there to guide her through the darkness.

With a contented sigh, Natasha reached out to you, her small hand seeking yours in a silent gesture of gratitude and affection. And as you took her hand in yours, a sense of peace settled over her, knowing that with you by her side, she could weather any storm that came her way. As you sat beside Natasha, her hand in yours, a question lingered at the forefront of your mind. With a gentle squeeze of her hand, you summoned the courage to voice your curiosity.

"Natasha," you began softly, "do you know why you went into your little space earlier?"

Natasha's breath caught in her throat at your question, her heart racing with uncertainty. She had never intended for you to find out about this vulnerable side of her, and now that you were asking her about it, she felt a wave of apprehension wash over her.

"I... I don't know," she murmured hesitantly, her gaze flickering away from yours. "I guess... I guess I just felt overwhelmed."

You studied her carefully, sensing that there was more to her answer than she was letting on. "Is there something else, Natasha?" you pressed gently, your voice filled with concern.

Natasha hesitated for a moment, her mind racing as she grappled with her inner turmoil. But then, with a shaky breath, she found the courage to speak her truth.

"I... I've always wanted to hide my little space from everyone," she admitted quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't want anyone to know about this vulnerable side of me, especially not you."

The confession hung heavy in the air between you, a silent acknowledgment of Natasha's deepest fears and insecurities. And in that moment, you realized just how much she had been struggling, how much she had been hiding from you all this time.

"I'm sorry, Natasha," you murmured softly, your heart aching for her pain. "I had no idea."

But to your surprise, Natasha offered you a small smile, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "It's okay," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "You couldn't have known."

A silence passed between you, and you could sense that she was debating on whether to tell you, so you stayed quiet, and waited.

As Natasha gathered her courage to share her feelings, she took a deep breath, her eyes meeting yours with a mixture of vulnerability and determination.

"I… I need to tell you something," she began softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

You listened intently, your heart pounding in your chest as you waited for Natasha to speak.

"I was… I was jealous of Wanda," Natasha admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "When I saw you with her, offering her comfort… I couldn't help but feel envious."

Her confession took you by surprise, a pang of guilt tugging at your heart as you realized the impact your actions had unknowingly had on Natasha.

"I'm sorry, Natasha," you murmured softly, reaching out to take her hand in yours. "I didn't mean to make you feel that way."

But Natasha shook her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "It's not your fault," she reassured you gently. "I know you were just trying to help."

You studied her carefully, a sense of admiration swelling within you at her honesty and vulnerability. Despite her struggles, Natasha had found the courage to open up to you, to share her deepest fears and insecurities.

"Natasha," you began tentatively, your voice filled with sincerity, "I want you to know that I'm not Wanda's actual caregiver. I was just there to offer her comfort when she needed it."

To your relief, Natasha's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with understanding. "I know," she replied softly. "And I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions."

With a sense of relief washing over you, you reached out to squeeze Natasha's hand in yours, a silent gesture of solidarity and support.

"Natasha," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper, "would you let me be your caregiver? Not just as a friend, but as something more?"

For a moment, Natasha's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in surprise at your heartfelt request. But then, to your immense relief, she nodded, a radiant smile spreading across her face.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "Yes, I would like that very much."

#avengers #black widow #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanov #natasha x reader #natasha x you #wanda maximoff #anon ask #anonymous #little space #caregiver #regression #little #cg/l #cg/l little

[nerdyprudesmuststim]

professor hidgens stimboard :3

⛧ with agere caregiver stims !

☾ rq'd by anon !

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#henry hidgens #professor hidgens #agere #age regression #caregiver #starkid #stimboard #team starkid #stim #hatchetfield #hatchetverse

[madamefeu]

Hey! Radiorose shippers! Alastor whumpers! Pspspspsps food for you! Alastor gets injured by Adam and Rosie looks after him. Also he bleats like a baby fawn when frightened/in pain:

#hazbin hotel #alastor #fanfiction #hazbin alastor #ao3 #lol #radiorose #Rosie #injured alastor #Alastor whump #caregiver #caregiver Rosie

[little-cacao-agere]

Caregiver! Dark Choco Cookie stimboard!

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#dark choco cookie #age regression #age re blog #age re safe space #caregiver #agere caregiver #agere safe space #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #safe space #sfw interaction only #hot chocolate #latte art #chocolate #cat #cat plushie #tamagotchi #red tamagotchi #moon #stars #sky #toy wand

[mommykateandlittlegabby]

@florence-and-dayton-abdl All these cuties need is a mama to take care of them and keep them in their diapees!

#little space #baby regression #blankie #diaper regression #ab dl lifestyle #ab/dl community #ab/dl diaper #age regression #caregiver #diapered247

[babey-lewis]

You are still a regressor if...

💓 You don't regress often

💙 You are usually the caregiver

🤍 You only regress to sleep

💙 You use diapers

💓 You swear when little

💙 You smoke while little

💓 You don't have a "little voice"

🤍 You are fat

💓 You are disabled

💙 You use mobility aids

#agere #age regression #agere blog #sfw agere #age regressor #agere community #sfw age regression #agerespace #agere positivity #caregiver #im a caregiver #caregiver blog #disabled caregiver #caregiverlife #sfw caregiver #agere caregiver #age regression caregiver #caregiver headcanons #boy agere #girl agere #agere enby #agereg #agere help #ageregression #agere reader #sfw #sfw writing #sfw post #sfw diaper #sfw blog

[puppys-tiny-space]

🩷How to tell someone about your regression🩷

🧃This is just some tips on how to do it, aka how I usually do it. If another way works for you that's great! This is just some idea on how to do it and be comfortable with it!🧃

🩷videos and online resources, if you are shy about explaining it yourself there are some great Textposts and videos online that explain regression and what it is, I have some myself on my tik tok and Instagram (I'll link the TikTok below) and there is a short film on YouTube called "too little" that's awesome🩷

🧃explain, I like to start by explaining what agereggression is, or even ask if they know something about it already, sometimes they do and that can be a great point to work from🧃

🩷be open, be open about why you regress at least as much as you are comfortable, people are kess likely to react poorly if they know why and can understand it🩷

🧃text message, preparing a text message or letter in advance, maybe even with a friend or cg, can be super helpful, especially if you experience going nonverbal🧃

🩷be sure, do not open up to someone because you feel forced or scared, be sure you feel safe with the person and exposing such a vulnerable side to them, nobody is entitled to your safe space🩷

🧃test the water, I like to hint at regression and test the waters first, wearing jewelry with kiddo nicknames or similar on it or having merch from more well known brands, if someone recognizes them and asks about it you know there is base knowledge🧃

🩷open up, I like to let people know about my trauma and other trauma-responses first, once they are aware of certain things it helps with the talk later on as it won't be as much if a shock that you might have to cope in unconventional ways🩷

Fun fact of the day: it would take 19 minutes to fall to the center of the earth

#agere post #boyre #noncom agere #safe agere #sfw agere #boy regressor #boy regression #agere blog #age regressor #ageregression #caregiver little #agere cg #cglre #sfw cglre #cgre #sfw caregiver #caregiver advice #caregiver #age regression #agere carer #agere tips #agere little #sfw littlespace #baby regression #toddler regression #sfw little boy #tiny space #agere caregiver #innerchildhealing #agere

[littledragon1]

Mw nu fwwl good tuday n Mw want a cg tu do this bc Mw nwwd it

#sfw little blog #caregiver #age regressor #sfw agere #agere little #agere blog #sfw little post #sfw little #sfw littlespace #sfw age regression #sfw little one #sfw blog #ageregression #agere caregiver

[bear-momma]

You don't have to hide when you're angry, or when you're sad, or when you're afraid. You are safe here and will not be punished for your emotions. It's healthy to acknowledge how we feel, why don't you help me write down what you're thinking? Sometimes it's easier to write than to speak, and that's okay. I won't read it unless you want me to. If there's anything you need to feel better just say the word. I will be here through the good times and the bad, that's a promise.

#bear grumbles #agere #safe agere #cglre #carereg #cgre #caregiver #carer #age regression #dontsexualizemyregression

[bunnelbaby]

Important reminders for caregivers of all kinds:

✨ You cannot take care of others if you neglect to take care of yourself first.

✨ Your mental, physical and emotional health do not make you any less of a caregiver.

✨ Having intrusive thoughts of any nature does not make you any less of a caregiver.

✨ You do not need to fit a certain aesthetic to be a caregiver.

✨ Caregiving should be a mutually beneficial experience for everyone involved.

✨ Whether you’re a full time caregiver or occasionally babysit, you are still a caregiver.

✨ It’s okay not to use the term caregiver and prefer other titles.

✨ Expressing discomfort with nicknames such as mama, dada, etc is perfectly okay as your comfort is very important.

✨ You do not need to identify a certain way to use certain nicknames.

✨ There’s nothing wrong with disliking certain things about caregiving.

✨ Caregiving can be a coping mechanism as much as regressing/dreaming are.

✨ Your thoughts, feelings, comfort and happiness are always important and should always be respected.

✨ Caregivers can find comfort in or need to use diapers or other common regression/dreaming items as well.

✨ You are always allowed to decline taking care of someone else if you’re low on energy, need time to yourself, aren’t comfortable doing so, or for any reason at all.

✨ Taking a break from caregiving to focus on your own needs is perfectly okay and highly encouraged if needed.

✨ Needing to take time for yourself does not make you a bad caregiver nor does it mean you don’t love those you care for.

✨ Wanting to explore your own regression/dreaming or other coping mechanisms is highly encouraged.

✨ You shouldn’t neglect your own regression/dreaming or other coping mechanisms in favor of caring for others.

✨ You should never be forced to constantly look after someone else when you need to be taken care of yourself.

#agere #sfw agere #age regression #caregiver #caregiver positivity

[cgsunny]

regressor affirmations

☀️ some regression affirmations that are important for you to keep in mind. you are loved! ☀️

my regression does not have to look a certain way for it to be valid. ‎‎‎

i am deserving of love and comfort. ‎‎

i deserve to be supported in my regression. ‎‎

i am allowed to set healthy boundaries in my regression, and my boundaries should be respected. ‎‎

i am allowed to say no when i am uncomfortable. it's okay for me to block people who make me feel unsafe. ‎‎

i deserve to feel safe in my regression. ‎‎

just because i don't have a caregiver/babysitter doesn't make my regression any less real. ‎‎

i will love myself, even on the hard days. ‎‎

my regression does not make me any less capable.

#agere #agere blog #agere sfw #sfw caregiver #caregiver #sfw cg #agere cg #agere caregiver #age regression #sfw agere #☀️sunnyspeaks #sfw age dreamer #sfw agedre blog #sfw agedre community #agere community #petre #pet regression #sfw petre #sfw interaction only #sfw only #petre blog #pet regressor #puppy regression #age regressor

[softpawpup]

rarity as a caregiver ₊˚⊹♡

plays dress up with you

styles your hair

does your make-up

makes coloring pages for you

lets you do fashion shows in her boutique

asks you to be her little helper

lets you play with her make-up

clips out magazines and makes collages with you

does lots of arts and crafts together

likes painting your nails together

takes you flower picking a lot

#age regression blog #age re #age regressing #age regression #sfw agere #age regressor #agere blog #agere little #agere community #sfw regression #mlp #my little pony #rarity #mlp rarity #rarity as a caregiver #caregiver #agere caregiver #age re caregiver #age re safe space #age re blog

[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

[theroadtofairyland]

I was sure my mom was going to die today. She's doing better, now but I still need to get my $4500 rent together TODAY!! I had some but after 5 days of venmo not working, something finally worked but it will take days. I have until midnight on the seventh and I'm so occupied with my mom I don't know how I even have a chance of making it come together.

#crisis #caregiver #dementia #mom #fuck

[babey-lewis]

I'd like to talk about something that's been on my mind a lot recently, and it's something that I've been meaning to bring up.

Littles! Stop taking advantage of CGs!

I'm tired of being taken advantage of by littles who only want someone to coo at them and say nice things and someone who they can dump their trauma on randomly (this is not in relation to my last post. I don't mind if people come to me for advice or for a place to vent, but I need them to ask first!). I want someone who wants a 3 dimensional relationship! Where we are friends first and then we move on to being in a agere relationship. But I get so many littles who claim to be looking for a caregiver, but they only ever want to talk while they are little, and aren't interested in taking it slow and building that very special relationship between carer and little.

I'm not some person who has infinite energy, I'm not some person who is a fanfic where I'm always ready to listen to your worries and anxieties, I'm not this flat, 1 dimensional person who can fit your fantasies of a cg.

I'm a human too, who wants a relationship with the littles I meet /p. Please, littles, please stop taking advantage of online cgs. We aren't your fictional story book that you can leave and come back when you feel like it. We have feelings too, and it's not fair that you play on our natural caring nature.

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[puppys-tiny-space]

🩷shops for smols and bigs🩷

Just a small selection of shops I can recommend (mainly) from personal experience!

🍼pacis and similar:

🐰 @pacisbybunnie (insta, Tumblr, website) bunny has pacis, bottles and chewie bracelets, they have super cute items and great customer service, plus u can use my code "bunnybab for a discount" UK based

🧸 @cozypacicorner (insta, vinted, website) milk has incredible products, they sell pacis, paciclips and chewie bracelets, their customer service is great and she is just the sweetest, u can aslo use my code "bunnybab" here Based in France

🌸 @dreamydecos (insta, TikTok) Lily has super cute pacis, bows and sensory jars, their customer service is great and shipping time is fast! Based in Netherlands

🧃 @punkiepacis (insta, website) punkie has super cute products, great customer service and fast shipping! They sell pacis and bundles! US based

🩰 @florameow.co (insta, website) em has super cute pacis, I didn't buy from her yet but when I had questions in the past she was very nice! Also she is having a huge discount on a lot of pacis rn! UK based

🩷onesies and clothes:

🦕 @onesiesdownunder (insta, website, resellers) onesiedownunder has amazing products with a high quality and great sensory feel, they sell onesies, bloomers, paci-clips, bows, dungarees and dungaree dresses, they are 18+ and not all of their designs are sfw so keep that in mind! Australia based but resellers in europe and other countries

🩰 @babyyourdollco (insta, website, Etsy) babyyourdoll has super cute products, they have plain pacifiers, onesies, bibs, clothing and reusable fruit squeeze pouches. They are 18+! US based but some non-us shops offer customs with their bases

🚀 @everkidcouk (insta, Etsy, website) they have adorable products but I didn't try them (yet) their shop is completely sfw! They sell onesies and other clothing articles. UK based

🖍️stickers and art:

👑 @moomis_didney_castle (insta, Kofi, Patreon) moomi sells adorable stickers, their customer service is great and the products are amazing and durable! UK based

🧃 @nymphsgarden (insta) nymph makes adorable commissions usually based around fursonas, they r rly sweet and fun to work with! Online based

🦕 @littlessproutart (insta) sprout makes super cute commissions, they work fast and are super kind! Online based

🍼 @tny.preschool.bun aka me (insta, TikTok, Tumblr) you can always message me about commissions and find examples of my art on my insta and here! Insta is 18+ but non-sexual for personal reasons(The stuff in the picture at the bottom is also from me!) Online based

Fun fact of the day: artificial banana flavoring is based off of an extinct kind of banana, which got wiped out in the 50s

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