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dsmp-agere-stuff · 3 years

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little!5up and cgs!tubbo & sam? uhm, if you want a plot then maybe just something with 5up having been stressing over some machine on cogchamp and his teammates helping him feel better <:)?

Oh I absolutely loved this idea!! Thank you for sending it in :D!

Tw: lying, one curse, 5up gets mad

“5up, you need to chill.” Tubbo whined and leaned on the new flying thing they had been working on. It was nowhere near complete and they only had an hour left until it was time to compare.

“Why’re YOU so calm all of the sudden?” 5up huffed and made a wire spark, then huffed when it didn’t do anything else.

“They’re probably even farther behind, yeah we need to hurry but like- chill. You’re gonna give yourself a what- a plant attack?”

“Oh yeah, what is in you?” Sam asked from on top of the machine, as the person who would fly it when it went up

5up shook his head, “why does that matter?” Then looked at Tubbo, “give me the wrench.”

Tubbo handed it over and got on the ground to work on something.

Tubbo began directing 5up on what to do which helped because 5up didn’t have to stress as much, but it also made him feel small and that was Not Good considering they still had to present it to the others when it was done and 5up had to do at least some speaking.

5up just followed what Tubbo told him to until he started drooling and drooled on the wires, which ended in them shocking him hard. He jumped back with a loud shout, then shook his head and ran off to the base, chanting “no” to himself.

Tubbo looked up, looked at the machine, then pulled Sam down, following 5up, “Yooo!! 5up?”

5up got in the house and went to his room, trying to close the door before they got in. That didn’t work out, though, so 5up just looked at them and huffed, “I’m done. I’m not gonna-“ 5up shook his head, trying to fight off being little so they could finish the project without him. “Go.” He tried to push them out.

“Really?” Sam asked

5up just made a noise and pushed Tubbo out.

“Alright, alright.” Tubbo sighed, “just go take a nap or whatever you need, okay, Bossman?”

5up nodded and made sure both were out of the way then closed the door

Tubbo waited until 5up moved away for a bit, “yeah, okay, he’s definitely either pissed or little.”

Sam looked at the door, “I’m not gonna be the one to find out.”

Tubbo shrugged and pulled out his communicator, “eh. Doesn’t matter which.” He texted Fundy that they needed extra time because 5up got zapped.

Fundy immediately started to worry and Tubbo was disappointed in himself for not lying about something that would be less worrying.

Tubbo told Fundy that 5up was fine, just needed some rest and that they could not work on a 2 man team. Fundy agreed to settle the little battle tomorrow, after 5up had some time to rest.

Sam knocked on 5up’s door, “5up?” He asked softly.

5up pouted and cleared his throat, “yes?”

“The battle’s called off for today, we can just sit down and relax now.”

5up hugged a plushie to his chest tighter and shook his head to feel the greenery move, then called out, “I- okay.” He laughed gently, “I may be little.”

Tubbo smiled, “Yoooo! Little boy time!”

Sam laughed, “can we come in, 5up?”

5up gave a positive little noise and the two came in.

Tubbo went over and sat on 5up’s bed, “how big we feeling, Big man?”

5up dug one side of his face into a plush then raised four fingers

Sam came over with the little stuff and passed it over, placing a paci in 5up’s mouth, which he gently took. Sam bent down to 5up’s level, “story or drawing or something else?”

5up made some grabby hands for Sam, trying to get hugs.

Sam wrapped around 5up.

Tubbo whined, “come ooooon, no story?”

5up looked up and nodded quickly to say he did want the story.

Tubbo laughed and Pat 5up’s head, “alright, alright. Let’s see... oh! Oh, did I tell you my idea about the miner?”

5up shook his head and pressed his face into Sam’s side while Sam rubbed his back in a way that made him feel safe.

“Okay, so. You know the drill we were working on..”

5up kept talking with Tubbo until he felt bigger and bigger, eventually getting out of little space. But he ended up feeling so comfy in Sam’s arms that he just tried to pretend he was still in it, just relaxing until he babbled along to Tubbo’s story, really happy with how little he felt, even if it wasn’t as natural as usual, he was little and happy and Tubbo was telling him another story he didn’t really get.

Eventually, he fell asleep to Tubbo and Tubbo kept talking, even after he noticed. When he did notice, he just got under the blanket and continued to talk himself and Sam to sleep, all snuggled in the little bed.

#agere dsmp #agere mcyt #agere cogchamp #agere 5up #agere tubbo #agere awesamdude #little!5up #cg!tubbo #cg!awesamdude #jade writes #im gonna fix some tags tonight btw bc i havent been tagging things right #ask

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silly-mouse · 2 years

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Hey^^!!! This is my first time requesting anything to anyone so im scared i might write/request something wrong sjdknnejej

bUT can I request an age regressor reader x cc!awesamdude where reader is regressed and is really interested in the mechanism of a rubix cube and sam's magic tricks?:0 like sam does the card tricks he showed on stream to tommy, and reader(who's kind of nonverbal) just makes high pitched hums and gasping noises to express themself and how they feel. The whole thing could be on stream where sam is live on twitch(tho reader is out of camera's view for privacy reasons and chat completely understands that) and chat is just awwing at the noises cuz they find it v cute:>

afab, they/them, body type is ur choice<3 YOU CAN SAY NO OR IGNORE THIS IF YOU WANT AJDKDKDJE

I dont love how this came out but im doing alot on my main blog atm plus christmas stuff (also i never saw sam do any magic tricks so i couldnt include that) so i deemed it good enough. Also wrote a thing about the possible things that happen when you send an ask bc everyone seems scared to send them but you have no reason- but it was long as shit so maybe ill post it as its own thing if yall think itll help your anxieties cause worst case scenerio is you get blocked but thats literally only if you request something like ragingly racist/homophobic/sexist etc or some nazi kkk level shit

Unspecified CC!Awesamdude x gn!reader, little!reader, nonverbal!reader, ~450 words, age regression

does anyone else hear the like whimpering?

where’s the baby???

SAM DID YOU MAKE BABY CRY

RISE UP CHAT WE TAKE HIM OUT AND BABY WILL BE SAVED

“Baby is right here and they’re fine,” Sam chuckled, watching his chat quickly move from ‘kill him, protect the baby’ to ‘baby content :DD you live another day.’ “They’re just playing with a rubix cube. Here,” he hummed, moving his mic arm so it was closer to where you were sitting on the floor, bundled up in your favorite blanket with your seal stuffie on your lap.

He remembered when he took you to the zoo and you spent half the trip watching the seals, telling him how much you wanted to hug one and how soft and squishy they looked. He ordered the plush that same night and gifted it to you the next time you regressed, watching it quickly become your favorite thing ever.

“Baby,” he gently hummed, smiling as he watched you look up with wide eyes, eager to hear anything he had to say. “Do you wanna say something to chat? They’re worried you’re upset.”

You pulled your sucker out of your mouth with a smack of your lips, leaning up to the mic. “...A...Ah,” you managed out, quickly popping your sucker back in. You couldn’t do it, Sam asked such a simple thing from you and you just couldn’t do it, you dissappoi-

“Good job, little one,” Sam chirped, his big hand settling on your head and gently scratching at your scalp. “Baby’s a little nonverbal today but they were so brave for you guys anyways, so everyone tell them ‘good job’.”

GOOD JOB BABY!!!

YOU DID SO WELL YOURE SO STRONG

AMAZING PERFORMANCE TELL SAM YOU DESERVE ICE CREAM FOR BEING SO BRAVE

YES SAM GIVE BABY ALL THE ICE CREAM THEY DESERVE IT

“Hmm, I don’t know,” he drawled with a coy smile. “What do you think, baby? They say you deserve some ice cream.”

You eagerly nodded, grabbing his offered hand in both of yours. “Mmm! Mhm mhm!”

“Yeah? You want me to make some milkshakes after the stream and watch some Disney?”

“Mmm!”

SAM IM GOING TO STEAL YOUR BABY

TOO FUCKING CUTE

BABY IS OURS NOW YOU DONT DESERVE THEM SAM

BABY I WOULD GIVE YOU ICE CREAM EVERY DAY!

“You guys can’t steal my baby! Nooo, they’re mine,” he whined, bending out of frame to plant a kiss on the crown of your head. He chuckled as you preened before your attention was stolen by your rubix cube again. “Alright, I’m gonna leave baby alone to their rubix cube. Now, let’s check over here…”

#sillymouse #squeaks #fanfic #fanfiction #mcyt #mcyt fanfiction #fluff #cc x reader #x reader #awesamdude #awesamedude x reader #sfw agere #age regression #tw: agere

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mcyt-agere · 3 years

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Coco's Masterlist

about me :)

rules post <3

anon list!

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Dream

Take a Break

George

nothing here yet :)

Sapnap

nothing here yet :)

Karl

End Stream

Wilbur

Grocery Store

Alone

Quackity

nothing here yet :)

Foolish

nothing here yet :)

Punz

Be Back Soon

Sam

Sick Day

Dream Team

Sleepy Baby

#x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt agere #mcyt age regression #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #awesamdude x reader

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unhonest-iago · 2 years

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You're my Wonderwall

CG!Awesamdude, Little!Foolish, Little!Reader. Somehow turned into more of a Foolish-centric fic but that's fine. Also nsfw/nsft folks, dni w/ this fic.

F/a-favorite animal

Gn reader

. . .

Sam had taken the littles out on a beach trip, spending the time building sand castles & paddle boarding. Only starting to slip into little space on the drive back, now tuckered out. Sam had a spare bag full of gear; pacifiers, stuffies, nightlights if they were to ever stop at a hotel.

Foolish noticeably slipping when he started chewing on his towel. Sam gently pulling the towel from his mouth. Stopping the car to grab the littles’ gear, knowing if he didn’t, Foolish would chew on his fingers. Rummaging, the creeper hybrid finally found what he was looking for, ‘here you go sharkie.’ handing him chewelry and a fidget cube. ‘Tank you Sammie’

Placing the gear next to y/n, you grabbed both your’s & Foolish’s stuffies. ‘Foosh?’ Tapping the totem hybrid’s shoulder.

‘Yea?’ Squealing in happiness when he saw the sucker fish. ‘Where’s your’s?’ Y/n, now with a beaming smile, grabbed the f/a. Holding it in front of them, Foolish giggling. Still focusing on the road, Sam hearing all this, glad his littles are getting along. Hating that he’ll probably have to wash the stuffies afterwards, making sure there’s no sand. In the end, Sam knew it was worth it & wouldn’t trade it for anything.

#iago writes #mcyt #mcyt foolish #mcyt awesamdude #dsmp #dsmp foolish #dsmp awesamdude #foolish #awesamdude #x reader #agere sfw #agere fic #cg awesamdude #beach trip

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mcytagere · 3 years

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A few headcanons about hybrid regressors!

In the SMP, hybrids are (from what I understand) meant to be equal parts human and whatever other species they may be, but they tend to act in ways that are much more akin to humans. This leads me to believe that hybrids, either consciously or subconsciously, make an effort to suppress certain innate traits in order to better fit in with human society.

Because of this, they start showing more traits of their other species the younger/deeper into headspace they get. They may start speaking their first/other language, enderman hybrids may become eye contact-repulsed/adverse, creeper hybrids may start having stronger emotional responses, fox hybrids may become more skittish, etc.

Regressed hybrids tend to be drawn to other hybrids, not even necessarily of their own race. I think that pretty much all hybrids have a level of cultural trauma over a general exclusion and discrimination from human societies, and know that they aren’t at risk of facing that particular type of mistreatment from people who are like them. I think that when they’re big this often manifests as every-man-for-himself type stuff, but kids instinctually seek out the company of people who they deem safe.

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luciddreamer-blr · 3 years

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hi dreamer !! do you have any thoughts/headcanons on carer or babysitter sam? he seems like he would be very nice !!

hi hi!!! i do i do :D here u go!!

♡ carer/babysitter sam ♡

he's super duper nice, like, he's so supportive and encourages age regression/dreaming

verbally validation 24/7

would let the little babble about whatever they want while gently messing with their hair!!

"mhm... oh really? wow, you're so smart!! that's awesome!"

he seems like the type to hold someone's hands and swing them around to make them giggle!!

play dates at the park, all the time

he's not strict but stern, he does set rules (only if the person he's watching is okay with them) and makes sure to follow a schedule

very protective the first few times. if he's babysitting someone for the first time he's a little worried, he's good with kids but wants them to be safe and learn their mannerisms

he sometimes gets doubtful he's doing a good job, he too needs validation

he'll absolutely lose it (/pos) if someone gives him a gift, smiles like a goof

if tears get involved he knows what to do. (if comfortable with touch) he'll pull them in and softly hum, resting his chin on their shoulder or head, rocking side to side

peak-a-boo is one of his favorite games

he is also a little devious, keep in mind. if he catches someone in the cookie jar, he would definitely pretend to be the cookie monster and chase them around, tickling and playfully nibbling their "yummy neck" as a "consequence"

50/50 times he might fall for puppy eyes or "pleeeaaasseee?"

he mainly watches the bench trio, plus dream and bad on occasion, but he has been a babysitter at least once for everyone on the dsmp either intentionally or unintentionally

#sam agere #sam agedre #awesamdude agere #awesamdude agedre #mcyt agere #mcyt agedre #mcyt age dreaming #mcyt age regression #dsmp agedre #dsmp agere #dsmp age regression #dsmp age dreaming #dsmp sam agere #dsmp awesamedude agere

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childishfluff · 3 years

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Mister Nook- Little!Tommy/CG!Awesamdude (DSMP Agere)

Summary:

When Tommy gets himself into trouble while regressed, and Sam has to be stern with him for the first time ever, and the new caregiver finds out some of the ways Tommy's past caretakers have affected him.

But everything turns out fine, because Mister Nook knows just how to cheer him up and exactly what to say to help him feel better. -- This is non-sexual, sfw age regression, dni if you're nsfw/abdl/ageplay/cgl/ect. If any of the creators included in this work say *anything* about being uncomfy with fan fiction/of agere content including them, I will take this down and/or modify it appropriately. If they have already said something that I'm unaware of, please let me know.

A/N: Okay so I wanted to write something cute bc the familial dynamic here?? is so?? cute?? anyways- also, here, tommy deals with anxiety/has a sort of panic attack, sorry I'm projecting onto c!tommy and no one can stop me. It's also really fluffy near the end, but I wanted to put the appropriate warnings. Warnings: Talk of slightly abusive past-cgs (only mentioned/you can see the after effects of it), little breaking down/having a short panic attack but Sam helps him through it, attempting to hide fidgeting (idk if that needs a warning?), and Tommy thinking badly about himself.

His tear-filled eyes were casted down, staring at his own feet as he switched his weight between them, waiting to be yelled at by the adult man in front of him. He held his hands behind his back, attempting to hide the fact that he was fidgeting.

"You could've hurt yourself, Tommy," Sam spoke softly, crouching down to meet his height. "I need you to stick with me, and not climb anything, I don't know how many times I have to tell you." He sounded disappointed, but not quite mad. Tommy waited, expecting more scolding or punishment.

He had regressed while on a trip for supplies with Sam Nook (the teenager didn't need to know that it was just Sam acting for his sake), the creeper hybrid immediately offering to care for him. And Tommy, instead of being thankful for Sam's kindness, ignored every rule he set in place. No wandering off, no climbing things because 'you're just a kid and I don't want you to get hurt', he didn't listen to any of it.

Sam had been patient, too, stopping his collecting and calmly reminding the kid that he wasn't supposed to do that, before ruffling his hair or kissing his forehead and returning to his work. All of that, only for Tommy to immediately go back to the thing he wasn't supposed to do.

Tommy heart had dropped and melted into a pool of anxiety the moment Sam snapped in frustration and pulled him down from where he hung on a tree, telling him that he shouldn't try and climb when he's so small and clumsy. The moment Sam got to stern with him, Tommy was prepared for yelling and some sort of punishment.

A time out? Ten minutes of no-talking-time, no matter how emotional he was or how much comfort he needed? Maybe his stuffed animals would be taken away once they headed home, or possible his favorite toy would be banished to a cabinet he couldn't reach for a bit. Or he wouldn't be allowed to have his favorite dessert, chocolate chip cookies, for a little while. He didn't know, it was always a surprise with his past caregivers.

"M' sorry," Tommy mumbled, not looking up at him. He blinked away tears, sniffling already.

"Hey," Sam realized that he made him cry, frowning, "I'm sorry I snapped at you, Toms. I just got frustrated, no one's upset with you, or angry," he said, trying to get a glance at his face, only for Tommy to duck his head farther down. "Hey, hey, look up at me." he still spoke softly, calmly as ever, which only scared Tommy more.

It felt like he was watching a ticking bomb, and that Sam would hit a certain point and just burst, and the bomb explosion would bring the overly-harsh disciplinary behaviors he was used to.

He had broke the rules, where was the yelling?

Tommy felt fingers under his chin, gently guiding him to look up. He was a bit confused when he saw nothing but the face of a concerned friend. "Sorry, sorry, should've listened," he mumbled, backing away from Sam. "P'ease don' be mad."

"I'm not mad! Not at all," Sam didn't know how to help, or why the boy was so scared. All it took was him getting a little frustrated for Tommy to become an anxious mess, crying and begging for him not to be mad. What had his past caregivers done to make him expect anger so bad it made him cry, when he broke the rules?

He was simply a child being ordered to just follow an adult around with nothing to do while said adult worked, it wasn't fun and it should almost be expected for him to get into a little trouble, Sam knew that. That's why he was being so lenient and calm, trying to find ways to entertain Tommy as he worked, he was trying to be understanding. But apparently, past caregivers didn't think the same way.

"No, no, m' sorry," Tommy continued to fidget behind his back, still feeling the need to hide his anxious habit, not listening to Sam's attempts at reassuring him as he panicked. He finally finds an adult that cares about him, and he messes it up by being a brat (As Wilbur so kindly put it constantly back in Pogtopia)? Sam hated him, there's no way he didn't. He had messed up already and he hated himself for it.

"Come here," Sam ordered, opening his arms. "If you want to," he added, realizing that the boy might not want to hug him. He didn't know how else to comfort a crying child, though.

Tommy only stepped forward, wiping at his face and going quiet. Sam sighed, "Okay," he lowered his arms, figuring he wasn't getting anywhere with that. Plus, the creeper didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He'd just figure out another way to help him.

"What's wrong, Toms?" He wanted to figure this out, he just wanted to help him.

"When are you gonna yell at me, Mister Nook?" he tilted his head as he looked up at Sam with curious and innocent eyes, genuinely confused with the situation. Sam was still being nice to him, even though he wasn't being good. He didn't get it.

"Why would I yell at you?" Sam seemed confused, and all the more concerned.

"Cause I was bad," Tommy mumbled, dropping his hands to his sides when Sam seemed to noticed that his arms were moving.

Sam took a second to process the little's words, feeling anger bubble in his chest when he put together what that meant. He couched down a bit more, giving Tommy a serious look.

"Tommy, did your other caregivers yell when you broke the rules or got in trouble?" He questioned carefully, feeling himself get unreasonably angry as he thought about what his next interactions with Philza or Technoblade would look like. He pushed that aside, looking to Tommy. For now, he needed to focus on the regressor, and help him calm down. He had an anxious little to care for, he'd get revenge on the assholes that made him anxious at a later date.

\He watched as Tommy nodded nervously. "And yelling scares you?" he asked, sympathetic tone in his voice. Another nod, paired with Tommy looking down at his feet again, as if he was embarrassed. Sam lifted his chin again, "So, your old caregivers, they got mad at you when you misbehaved?"

He sounded shocked, like the behavior was unreasonable. Of course, it really was, but Tommy didn't quite understand that. He didn't deserve to be yelled at just because he wasn't perfectly behaved all the time. He didn't deserve to be treated this badly, especially when he was turning to his safe place.

Tommy nodded a bit, wiping a tear from under his eye, "Don' like it when people are mad at me. Makes me feel bad." he explained in his childlike voice. He was calming down a bit, listening to Sam's non-angry not-loud voice, almost ready to believe that he wasn't gonna be screamed at.

"Oh, sweet thing," Sam sighed, feeling his heart melt in his chest, "I'm never gonna get mad at you for breaking the rules, okay? I might get a little upset, or frustrated, but never mad, and I won't yell at you unless I absolutely have to, which I'm sure I won't." he explained. Tommy seemed to feel a bit better hearing that, slipping younger as he listened to Sam's calm and soft and reassuring voice.

"You sure? m' not in twouble?" Tommy fiddled with his hands behind his back again, a little sad that he did have any of his comfort items with him. All of his fidget toys and stuffed animals were tucked in a chest in his shack. He hadn't planned to regress today, so all that stuff was back at home.

"No, I don't like punishments anyway! Just try to listen better next time, okay? I'm also really sorry that I snapped at you." Sam held out his pinky, promising that Tommy was okay. Tommy took it in his own, seeming relieved when Sam didn't take back his words in any way. "We'll work on rules and rewards, and getting you to listen better, and how to deal with it when you don't without scaring you. We can talk about it when you're big."

Sam wasn't lying. He preferred the idea reinforcing positive behaviors and softly correcting negative ones, and only using simple, quick punishments that connected directly to whatever was done whenever they were really needed.

Sam ruffled his hair, glad that he wasn't crying anymore, happy he had found a way to comfort him without crossing any of his boundaries. Tommy leaned into the touch as he processed his words. "Rewards?" he seemed like an excited little puppy. Was he not rewarded for good behavior before? Did none of his previous caregivers know what positive reinforcement was?

"Yeah, if you're a good baby and follow the rules well, we can get you new toys and stuff. How does that sound?" Sam paused, thinking it over. "Actually, you can earn a reward if you stick by me and don't climb anything for the rest of the trip."

Tommy's eyes widened as he gasped, bouncing on his feet. "Really?"

"Yep!" Sam said, popping the 'p', "If you're on you're very best behavior, I'll pay Eret to make you a new stuffie, okay? It can be anything you want!" Sam spoke in an overly-excited voice, matching Tommy's 'excited toddler' energy. He'd rather a hyper little than an anxious one.

"Even even ev-" Tommy took a breath, his excitement causing him to stumble over his words, "Even a cow? Wanna a cow stuffie!"

"If that's what you want, I'll just have to ask Eret what she can do," Sam nodded, standing up straight. "C'mon kiddo, I'm gonna get the last of what we need so that we can head home."

Immediately, Tommy followed Sam, sticking by his side the rest of the trip. Not because he was scared of getting in trouble, but because he wanted his reward. He wanted to make 'Mister Nook' proud of him. That's what being a softer caregiver did, it made him want to behave.

Little did anyone know, a softer caregiver is exactly what he needed. Yelling didn't work, it only sent him into panic attacks and break downs. And Sam picked up on that quicker then any of his previous caregivers ever did.

Instead of wandering off and causing trouble, he fiddled with his hands (not behind his back, or because he was anxious, but because he was excited and hopeful) as he followed Sam around like a little helper, rambling on about whatever he wanted, temporarily forgetting about his previous tears or anxious thoughts as Sam was nothing but kind and gentle with him. Eventually they headed home, Sam offering to stay with Tommy for the night, not wanting him to be this little alone.

"Good job today, kiddo. I'll ask Eret about that cow stuffie when I see them next, yeah?" Tommy led Sam to his bedroom once the caregiver told him it was getting late and he wanted him to get to bed soon.

Tommy smiled, "I really did good?" he asked, looking up at Sam hopefully. "Be- beca-" he huffed, frustrated with himself for struggling with the word, "Cause' I tried really hard!" he eventually settled on shortening the word, a little shocked when Sam didn't try to correct him, or get annoyed because he 'wasn't speaking properly'.

"I know, sweetheart. And that's all I ask for, is that you try," Sam ruffled his hair. Just like earlier, Tommy leaned into the touch. After this, Sam lead him through the process of getting ready for bed, laying down with him when the little claimed he absolute needed to cuddle both the creeper hybrid and every single one of his stuffies.

"T'ank you, Mister Nook," Tommy mumbled, cuddling into his chest sleepily.

"For what, Toms?" Sam smiled at his use of 'Mister Nook', glad he found an endearing term he was comfortable with using. This was Sam's first time officially caring for Tommy, though he had agreed that he would when Tommy opened up about wanting to start regressing again a few weeks prior. He just didn't think it'd happen on a trip for supplies.

"Helpin' me when I was sad. Makin' me feel better," he explained his thought process the best he could in his childlike headspace, "Make me happy." He was obviously half asleep, but he was telling the truth. He meant every word he said, even if it didn't make complete sense.

Sam felt his heart warm as Tommy nuzzled his way further into Sam's chest, somehow cuddling even closer. Big Tommy would surely be embarrassed in response to this whole situation, but the new caregiver just found it adorable. "Awe, you're welcome, buddy. I'm glad I could help." he smiled softly, hold him close.

This kid just had him wrapped around his finger, huh? He came in, with his anxiety and trauma, obviously needing help, that Sam was quick to offer. And he was glad he did so, he wanted to do everything he could to help this annoying blonde kid, even if it'd be the end of him.

Tommy seemed to be getting closer and closer to falling asleep by the second, his eyes fluttering shut as he started to give up on staying awake. "Mhm, love yous Mister Nook." His voice was barely audible, mumbled out softly and quietly.

Sam was a little shocked when he processed his words, but he smiled wide, happy that the little cared about him too. He had grown to care about this kid, a lot, and in a very short amount of time. "I-i love you too, kiddo."

But Tommy was already fast asleep, safe in his caregivers arms as he dreamt of playful adventures and fun games, no worries in his mind about loud yelling or anxious tears. Because he was just a kid, and he shouldn't have to worry about those things.

And Sam wanted to do everything he could to help him live a fun and worry free life, the kind of one he'd see in his dreams. He just wanted to protect him. From overly harsh carers or anxiety, no matter what it took.

Because he was Little Tommy's 'Mister Nook'.

A/N: I hope y'all liked that! if you're reading this, then you get some exciting news! I'm doing a joint writing project (a short, multi-part dsmp agere fic) that I should be posting the first chapter of soon! It's been really cool see our writing styles and headcannons clash as we work on this, and I really hope you guys like it! I am very excited about it!

anyways, please reply/reblog with/send asks with feedback on this chapter. Can you relate to Tommy? Do you like how I portrayed Tommy and Sam's new cglre dynamic? You can say literally anything, I still appreciate it. Criticism, your favorite scene or bit, or literally heart emojis to say 'hey! I enjoyed this but I'm awkward and this is how I show my support!!!'.

And, feel free to request something, either in this universe, a completely different one, or one of my others. The worst that can happen is that I say no/take a while to get to it! have a good day, everyone! thanks for reading!

#tommyinnit #awesamdude #agere #age regression #dream smp #dream smp agere #dream smp age regression #little!tommyinnit #cg!sam nook #cg!awesamdude #awesamdad

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bee-agere · 3 years

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Hello! My name is Bee and my pronouns are she/her. I’m pretty new to age regression, so any tips/advice/reassurance is always appreciated. My special interests are on MCYT’s and kpop, so please don’t make fun or bash on either on this blog. Anywho, happy requesting!!! ^_^ (It took so much time to write this with right punctuation, oh wow)

Masterlist

People I Will Write: (Little or Caregiver)

-Dream

-Georgenotfound

-Sapnap

-Karl Jacobs

-Quackity

-Badboyhalo

-Skeppy

-Punz

-Eret

-Foolish

-Corpse Husband

-Awesamdude

-Wilbur Soot

-Technoblade

-Philza

-TinaKitten

-Nihachu

-Captain Puffy

-Minx

-Tubbo

-Tommyinnit

-Ranboo

Anons:

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forrests-waterfall · 3 years

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smp!CG!sam headcanons? just found ur account, looks v nice and good comfort!! srry for typing a bit funky,,, very tired- elijah

CG!Sam Headcanons

A/N ;; This!!! Oh I love this, I haven’t written much for Sam at all, so hopefully this is alright! And thank you :>!!! (I also don’t know much about him except a bit of his personality so, sorry if these don’t seem fit ^^)

Protective CG ™️

So so protective. Will barley let anyone out of his sight.

He just doesn’t want anything to happen is all <3.

But if the little wants space, he’ll give them space of course :].

If someone’s being fussy, he’ll immediately figure out the issue.

He’s actually quite good at reading what littles want/need!

Makes the most comfortable napping spot.

So many pillows ✨

Cares about comfort more than anything.

Will make sure the other is comfortable 24/7.

If the little is sad, he’ll listen while cuddling with them. He just wants them to feel a bit better <3.

Gifts!

After he goes on lil trips he brings presents back!!

Usually looks after Tommy, Tubbo, or Ghostbur!!

He actually can play pretend quite well!

So whenever he sets up play dates and everyone’s rping, he can make a good villain!

(Cut to little Tommy saying he’s better than Sam because he defeated him)

Stops whatever he’s doing to look after someone.

“HiHi!!” “Oh hey! Let me put this away and then we can go play” ^^

He does have rules but not a lot of them. Just some basic ones. Like a bedtime, drink two cups of water a day at least, etc!

Uses pet names 99% of the time.

He’s also really good at helping others regress. He can make his voice all soft n stuff and it really helps ^^

Would 100% carry whoever he’s watching on his back.

At this point it’s just

“Alright we have to go somewhere. Do you want to walk or have me carry you?” “Carry! Wan go zoom” and zoom he will /hj

#these are so short I am s o sorry Pfft #I am not good at writing Sam quite yet!#these are also quite ehhhh #cause the same reason as above pfnfofkfjffff #age regression #agere #dream smp #mcyt #mcyt age regression #mcyt agere #dream smp age regression #dream smp agere #sfw agere #Cg awesamdude

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natureismynature · 3 years

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/rp

Tubbo’s character is actually kind of sad though? I mean, he has a lot of family dynamic with people in the smp, but most, if not all, of that is out of canon. Tubbo was found in the side of the road, abandoned as a child. He was never really part of the sbi family despite being taken under their wing. Tubbo was Tommy’s best friend, not Philza’s son, not Wilbur’s brother. Tubbo has no adult to care for him.

Tommy had a family that cared for him from the very start. He had Techno to go to when he escaped exile, he has Philza to ask goods from, he had Wilbur to teach him so many things (whether it was bad or good). Now Tommy has Awesamdude and Sam Nook taking care of him, helping him heal in a healthy way, he has Captain Puffy who treats him like a teen ager and treats him with kindness. He’s finally being treated as the kid that he is and I’m glad.

Tubbo however, he has no one. Wilbur sent him to be a spy in a very dangerous situation despite being a kid, Techno straight up killed him because of peer pressure, and Phil didn’t like his presidential rule so he left instead of teaching the kid how to actually do it right. Yeah, Tubbo has Jack, but Jack isn’t helping him heal right. In fact, he’s encouraging Tubbo’s nukes because he’s planning to kill the kid’s best friend. Foolish can’t help Tubbo because he’s left clueless, Charlie can’t help because he joined Snowchester for the nukes, Sam and Puffy don’t really interact with Tubbo in canon, Fundy can’t help because he needs help, Nikki isn’t there and she’s planning on killing Tommy too, Eret doesn’t know what’s happening, Punz only cares for money, Big Q can’t help because he doesn’t know about the nukes. Literally no adult in the smp knows how bad Tubbo’s mental health is getting and the only three people who does are either using that to their advantage or has forgotten it due to stress.

Tommy is a child and that’s finally being acknowledged (for the most part). Tubbo is also a child, which is also acknowledged, but no one’s there to make him feel like it. He’s still being treated as a pawn, still being used for their own gain, still being left to fend for himself. He’s not getting the help he needs and that’s just so friggin sad.

#dream smp #tubbo #tommyinnit

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angy-mouse · 3 years

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Tag List (Updated 1/21/22)

SFW requests will be answered on @silly-mouse and reblogged here unless they are part of a series

General

NSFW: mcyt smut, smut, nsfw

SFW: fluff

Content: squeakin

Anon interactions: anonymouse

Personal/Announcements: mouse-squeaks

Chain posts: chainpostsqueaks

Kinks/Series/Content Warnings

Stepcest: whatreyoudoingstepbro

Demon!Dream Team: demonteam

Dream Team cumdump series: liveinwhore

Dubcon: tw: questionable consent

Country Club au: theclub

Feederism: tw: feederism

Age Regression: tw: agere

Characters

If you see anyone on this list who is uncomfortable with fanfiction being written about them or their characters kindly send me the clip or screenshot of them saying so and I'll take down my works involving them

Minecraft

C! And CC!Dream: dresqueaks

C! And CC!Sapnap: sapsqueaks

C! And CC!GeorgeNotFound: gogysqueaks

C! And CC!Punz: punnysqueaks

C! And CC!Awesamdude: awesamsqueaks

C! And CC!Karl Jacobs: karlsqueaks

C! and CC!Corpse: cropssqueaks

PENDING C!Foolish: foolsqueaks

PENDING C!Charlie Slimesicle: slimesqueaks

C!DreamXD: drexdsqueaks

Piglins: piglinsqueaks

Minecraft Mobs: mobsqueaks

Marvel

Venom: venomsqueaks

Loki Laufeyson: lokisqueaks

Lucifer Morningstar: morningsqueaks

Jason Todd: redhoodsqueaks

My Hero Academia

Dabi: dabisqueaks

Shigaraki: shiggysqueaks

Star Wars

Boba Fett: bobasqueaks

Din (The Mandalorian): mandosqueaks

FNaF

Sun: sunnysqueaks

Moon: moonsqueaks

Monty: montysqueaks

Misc

Predator: predsqueaks

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ao3feed-crimeboys · 2 years

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Age/Pet Regression DSMP One Shots

by Warped_Pixelated_Butterfliez

DSMP Agere/Petre One Shots!!

Feel Free To Request!

DNI If you sexualize Pet regression or Age regression!! It is a SFW Coping Mechanism

[REQUESTS OPEN]

Words: 313, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity

Relationships: Ranboo & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Floris | Fundy & TommyInnit, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Technoblade & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity & TommyInnit

Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Age Regression/De-Aging, pet regression, Age Regression Little TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Age Regression Little Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Age Regression Little Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Age Regression Caregiver Sam | Awesamdude

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/37890088

#IFTTT #ao3feed #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #crimeboys #crime boys #crimebois #crime bois #mcyt

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mcyt-agere · 3 years

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Sick Day

CG!Awesamdude x Little!Reader (Big!Phil)

Warnings: Mentions of sickness

Notes: x

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You hate when Sam has to go to work, especially when you're not feeling the best.

However, you had promised him that you would be okay while he was gone.

Sam left for the prison reluctantly a few hours ago, but now you're beginning to regret promising him anything.

Your stomach hurts, and you just want to cuddle with Sam in bed.

Not be alone by yourself.

Your small sniffles sound deafening as they bounce off the empty walls of yours and Sam's shared house.

You don't want to be alone anymore.

Picking up your communicator, you try to type out a message to Phil.

Between your illness and your looming fuzziness of little space, your message is practically unreadable.

When Phil receives the message, he's not sure what you're trying to say, but he knows he should try to find you.

He checks Sam's house first, and his heart breaks a little bit at the sound of your cries.

"y/n, what's wrong?", he sits on the edge of the bed.

You motion to your stomach, not even sure how to say it.

"Are the meds in the bathroom?", he asks, standing to his full height.

"Don' wan meds.", you whimper.

Phil's entire demeanor changes within seconds.

"I didn't realize I had a little on my hands.", he coos, sitting back down.

This changes his entire approach to the situation.

"How old are you, sweetheart?", he keeps his voice soft, still assessing the situation.

Your fingers flick between two and three, not quite sure where you're at exactly.

"Wow, really little. How about we get some medicine and go get your daddy?", Phil offers.

You immediately perk up at the mention of getting to see Sam.

Phil leaves your side for a split second in order to find some medicine for you.

As you stand to try to find your stuffie, your stomach turns over.

You don't get sick, but you can feel your stomach start turning more rapidly.

"What are you doing out of bed?", Phil rushes to your side, helping you back in bed.

"Mad?", you squeak as you get back in bed.

"I'm not mad. No, not mad.", he assures you, pushing a few pieces of hair out of your face.

"Daddy?", you mumble, your delirious state only focused on Sam.

"I messaged him, honey. He'll be here soon.", Phil tries to alleviate your anxiety about missing Sam.

Phil tries his best to keep you as comfortable and happy as possible until Sam gets there, but he has to admit that he's a little relieved to hear the front door open.

"Phil, I had to cancel a visit from Ranboo for you. What's going on?", Sam sets his favorite trident by the door.

Phil leans forward to whisper in his ear, not wanting you to hear.

"You have a sick little to look after.", he pulls back, watching Sam's entire expression change.

His anger immediately wipes away, his lips dropping into a frown.

"I think it's a stomach bug, but it seemed like they were getting better. I'll let you take charge now."

Sam thanks Phil multiple times before rushing to the bedroom.

There's a cold cloth resting on your forehead, your eyes squeezed shut.

You don't even hear the door open or Sam come in until the bed sinks down next to you.

You blearily blink until your eyes focus on the nervous face hovering above you.

"Daddy?", you croak, voice tired.

"Hey, baby. I'm sorry I wasn't here faster.", he apologizes.

You try to curl up with him, but he's still sitting up.

A soft whimper escapes your lips, and he takes the hint.

"Just one second.", he moves away to change clothes before getting into bed.

You move to curl up with Sam again, and you're careful to not move too fast.

"You feeling any better, sweetie?", he kisses your hand, not wanting to disturb the cloth covering your forehead.

You don't reply verbally, preferring to nuzzle closer to him.

He understands that you don't want to speak right now, the pain from your stomach mixed with how little you are is a lot to deal with for you, and he knows it.

"Do you want a story?", he whispers.

You hum a little, enough to let him know that you want one.

Sam begins to recite "Goodnight Moon."

From how many times he has read it to you, he knows it by heart.

Halfway through his story, you squeeze him tighter, a pang of pain in your stomach.

Sam reaches towards the nightstand, digging around in the drawer until his hand lands on what he was looking for.

"Here, baby.", he whispers, holding the pacifier in front of your lips.

You open your mouth the slightest bit, lips barely parted.

He pushes the paci into your mouth, smiling when you finally start sucking on it.

"You should take a nap.", he suggests softly.

"Uh, uh.", you shake your head.

You may not feel the best, but you'd rather stay up and cuddle than sleep the time away.

"It'll make you feel better.", Sam mumbles, rubbing circles on your back.

Before you can help it, you can't keep your eyes open.

"Goodnight, baby. I hope you feel better in the morning."

#awesamdude x reader #mcyt agere #mcyt age regression #mcyt x reader #x reader

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