#cg!eddie munson

[mimixmunson]

Lil’Rockstar / Eddie Munson / blurb / Fluff

“You got everything you need here right? Gotcha bottle, ya’ snacks and your bear? Right awesome. Daddy set your pajamas just over there, I know you like my Metallica shirt so figured you could wear it as a night dress y’know?” Eddie smiles softly, pointing in the direction of sofa. His fingers covered in his usual rings, you take his hand. Fiddling with your favourite ring on his pointer finger, the skull one. Giggling as you twist it around his skin. “You like that huh? It’s like babies with keys, just it’s my baby with my fingers.” He chuckles as he wiggles his fingers, booping your nose and pretending to flick your forehead. You giggle, covering your face with your hands to protect yourself. “Daddy!” You push him back first onto the bed, straddling Eddie’s waist. Settling into your new seat on his jeans-clad crotch nicely.

Eddie leans up towards you, wrapping his arms around you. Your face smushes into his chest and you inhale the faint scent of his cologne and whatever he’d been smoking before he came over to baby-sit you. He squeezes you tighter, “Little girl if you wanted a hug you should have just said so.” He laughs, continuing to hold you tighter, falling down onto the bed and rolling around with you in his arms, the pair of you in a fit of giggles. You try to push away and wriggle out of his grip but he’s got a hold of you. “Ohhhh you think you can escape me huh? You really think you’re that tough? You’re just a little girl! Just a small little creature.” You laugh and pretend to bite at him, showing him your teeth. “A creature that is very bitey by the looks of it.” Eddie laughs, pushing you back by your forehead onto the bed as you smirk and try to bite up at his wrist.

“Such a vicious monster!” He says dramatically with his hand over his brow as if he’s playing a part in a Shakespearean play where he’s a damsel in distress. “How-ever can I defeat such a beast?” He chuckles to himself, manhandling you once more as if you were a piece of clay for him to manipulate any which way. Jumping off the bed and reaching for the Metallica shirt he set aside for you, he places it over your head to blind you.

“Little girl can’t even get dressed properly without her daddy huh? Silly girl has left herself all vulnerable to the tickle monster!!” He laughs, setting himself beside you and poking your stomach whilst your vision is covered. “It tickles daddy!” You squeal and pull the shirt down and quickly as you can whilst simultaneously protecting your sensitive areas. “Oh it does? I wouldn’t expect that! You’re telling me this tickles? This? What I doing right here? Naaaahhh you’re crazy!” Eddie chuckles to himself as he picks up the speed in which he’s moving, using all five fingers on both hands to rapidly tickle your sides as he babies you. He only stops tickling you when he sees you gasp for air, sure he’s a tease and a self confessed “tickle monster” but he’s not evil.

He pulls you closer to him as you rest your head on his chest, still catching your breath from the play fight. Eddie ruffles your hair and rubs your back with his spare hand. Yawning and closing your eyes, you nuzzle into him. The feeling of his soft shirt against your nose only brings you closer to falling asleep.

“Hey hey hey!” He shakes your shoulders as he wakes you. “Princess I forgot, I got this.” He holds up a pacifier, it’s black and decorated with red beads that spell out ‘lil’rockstar’ along the handle, in the middle is a sticker of a bat. The bat seems to be wearing a similar pacifier himself. “I bought this a few weeks back, you don’t have to use it if you don’t wanna. I just- I was researching this whole little space thing you got going on. A lot of the littles, they have these. Plus- I figured it could stop you chewing on your nails and the skin around them.” Eddie picks up your hand, inspecting your fingers. “Whatcha say? Wanna give it a try?” Your face immediately flushes, you’d never really given pacifiers a seconds thought, but the effort he went to and the whole thing with your fingernails, maybe he was right.

You nod shyly, accepting his little gift. Placing it in your mouth, you smile and your lips morph to the shape of the pacifier. Eddie smiles back at you, only brighter. Moving the hair from your face and stroking your cheek.

“Look at you. My Lil’Rockstar.”

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[bunniesnuggie]

~ Little Protector ~

cg!Eddie Munson x (gn)little!reader

summary: You take care of your daddy after he comes homes from being a hero

Eddie stumbled through the door with only one thing on his mind. His angel. The only reason he even did all this crazy stuff in the first place. Everything is for you. Where are you? Normally when you spend the night at Eddie's, if he’s not there for bedtime, you stay up - waiting. You aren’t in front of the small, square tv in the living room, where you usually are, watching cartoons. You aren’t in the in the kitchen either, he’s still on high alert and not being able to find you is sending him into a frenzy,

“Angel! Where are you?! I'm back!”

He’s running to his room at this point, not even bothering to check the bathroom or if his uncle is even there. When the bedroom door flies open he swears everything froze for a second. There you were propped up on his pillows, walkie in one hand and your stuffy in another. You have your favorite paci he made for you hanging out of your mouth and all the lights are on. Your coloring books are still laid out on his floor, you really tried to stay up. He carefully makes his way over to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead, pausing for a second to breathe in the smell of your shampoo. He lifts you into a more comfortable position and you stir in his arms, twisting your body to rub your face on his chest, through blurry, slightly crusty you eyes you squint at him,

“Dada?”

“Hi angel, shhh it’s ok go back to sleep.”

He tries to set you down but all you do is whine and tighten your arms around him. He shifts you so your legs are wrapped around his waist and you both just sit there holding each other, squeezing tighter ever so often. Your whole body is shaking, he can feel it. He knows you were scared, you didn’t want to stay behind but if anything happened to you, Eddie wouldn’t be able to live with himself. After a moment his own shoulder start to shake,

“Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I- I just didn’t want - you have to understand I did this to keep you safe. Whatever happened to Chrissy, cannot - will not happen to you. I had to make sure you would be safe here, angel. I’m so sorry I scared you,”

He was crying now, he’s supposed to be the one to comfort you, keep you safe and happy. And here he was crying to you and you were the one who was scared for your daddy. He feels like a joke, a horrid caregiver. Thinking you’d be better off with someone else as your daddy, but before he can even finish the thought, you are up and off his lap running to the corner of his room, for a second he’s worried he said something wrong, that you're running from him, he almost loses it. Until you grab his stuffed frog (named Phineas), your sippy filled with cold water, a few story books and your blankey. With your little arms full, you toddle over to his bed and set down the loot. Quickly flashing him a big smile and turing the big lights off and your little night light on,

“Here dada le me help chu,” you spoke from around you paci. You wrap your little blankey around him the best you can and set Phineas in his arms. You reach to hand him your sippy, which he great fully takes a sip from after kissing up your arms to tickle you. You giggle and squeal, just what he wanted, and set down the stories in front of him,

“Which story do you wan”

You were absolutely beaming, you were so excited to help daddy feel better like he does for you. And your daddy was never more sure that he'd die for you, you are such an amazing baby. So kind and caring, he doesn’t know what he did to deserve you. No one has ever made eddie feel so loved and cared for,

“You pick my angel, I know you’ll pick a good one”

You think for a moment before you got it, you jump up to run grab a new one your daddy wrote for you,

“Dis one!” you shouted running in, it’s a very recently written and very new saga of “The Adventures of Sir Edward the Noble Knight and His Precious Prince/ss (name that’s similar to yours)” my canon is that Eddie’s real name is Edmund btw this specific edition is about Sir Edward rescuing the royal cutie pie from monster under their bed. You plop next to him, but Eddie slips you over onto his lap and under the soft blanket. Before you start he gives you a small kiss to your nose and forehead,

“Once upon a time-“

You started, doing all the voices of the different characters, just like dada does. Making Eddie laugh as you attempted to sound like him, your normally sweet little baby voice deepened and distorted for comedic effect. Every now and then pausing to giggle at something that happens in the story or asking your daddy to help with big words. By the time you're nearing the end Eddie can feel your body start to sag and your voice start to drift off. He gently lays himself down almost flat and tries to coerce the book from your hands,

“Not done yet, Sir Edward still has to tuck in the prince/ss!” you lightly argued, you were trying to comfort him. What is he doing?

“Alright alright let’s finish, I'm sorry baby cakes. You are doing great!” you smile at that and finish up the story getting to your favorite part,

“And then Sir Edward laid the pretty prince/ss in their soft, fluffy bed. Tucked them into a little blankey burrito and placed a kiss on their forehead. The end!”

You closed the notebook and twisted around in eddie’s lap, wrapping your arms around his neck,

“You're brave, jus like him dada. Make me feel safe, you my hero,” you told him with a slight wobble to your lip. If he didn’t feel his heart shattering before, it was now. You are really the best baby ever, he loves you so much. Before he can say anything back you’re speaking again,

“an’ I always keep you safe, fight off da bad guys wif you,” your words started to slur more as you slipped deeper, “I wuv you dada.” No matter how hard you fought it, sleep was taking over. With watery eyes, Eddie squeezed you so hard he had to stop himself, in fear of breaking you. He carefully laid you down, slipped your paci into your mouth and tucked you into him. no matter what was going on with him, he loved to take care of you too.

“I love you my sweet angel, so so much”

A/N: ok so this was my first time writing anything more than headcanons, and even that i’m new to

so be nice please 🫠

Also the scene when they are comforting him with a story is inspired by a fic on here that I read about little reader comforting Bucky Barnes after a nightmare. I will tag it if i can find it!!

Also I'm trying really hard to make this as inclusive as possible so if you see anything too descriptive, let me know!!! I write the reader as small/little to help with regressing, it’s not a description of the reader's body!!!

#cg!eddie #eddie munson x little!reader #cg!eddie munson #cg!eddie munson x little!reader #little!reader #age regression #little space #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw smolspace #sfw little friends #sfw little post #age dreaming #agere post #sfw age dreamer #sfw agere blog #age regressor #agere #age dreamer #sfw interaction only #agere blog #sfw little stuff #x little!reader #sfw age regression

[angelbaby-fics]

Billy Hargrove (or Eddie if you don’t want to do Billy) with little that call him mister really wants to try a paci.

i personally don't write for billy just because im not into him as much as i am eddie or steve! but i had a really cute idea for this one so i hope you like it!! ❤️ 120 words

"almost done, mister?" you asked, peering over eddie's shoulder at his workspace. "almost done, biscuit." eddies tongue peaked out from his lips and he narrowed his eyes as he hot glued the last decal on to your new paci. when you'd first asked him for one, you were nervous about what he'd think, but he was more than happy to oblige. that was, until he saw the selection of pacifiers available at the store. all of them were so boring, pastels and solid colors, not metal at all. you told him that was fine, you didn't mind what it looked like; but eddie, being eddie, wouldn't rest until you had the most totally tricked out custom paci of all time!

you're invited to my tea party! - this event has finished, but thank you for participating!

#little!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x little!reader #cg!eddie munson #cg!eddie x little!reader #cg!eddie #chloe's tea party

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

☆ CG!Eddie Munson Imagines ☆

not an ounce of self-consciousness and WILL be absolutely goofy to make his little laugh

reads the hobbit or lotr to help with sleepytime

gets super into playing pretend

will let his baby play with the pretty dice he has but keeps an eye on things to make sure they don't eat any

plays his acoustic guitar to sing lullabies

every other word from him is a pet name

will cry if the little one cries, he can't stand to see them sad

like a walking rattle with all the jewellery and chains he wears. 10/10 entertainment

very tactile and loves to give hugs

loves it when his little calls him Teddie

his tattoos = free colouring book

headbangs to nursery rhymes

#these mostly come from a fic I wrote #imagine this guy playing pretend #the stories would be insane #tell me this man isn't a Teddie Bear #look at him #teddy material right there #agere blog #safe agere #age dreaming #age regression #little space #sfw littlespace #fandom agere #agere fandom #agere fanfic #cg!eddie munson #caregiver eddie munson #agere caregiver #agere moodboard #agere community #agere imagine #little!steve harrington

[bosexe]

Cg! Eddie Munson hcs

"little monster"

despite his scary looks, hes not strict at all. hes super soft and sweet, rarely punishes his little(s)

insists on an ice cream and movie night every friday

ALWAYS says hes proud of his little(s) even for small accomplishments

will play pretend with littles and talk as their stuffies

"munchkin"

gives bubble kisses and goes "MWAAAH"

does the "super man" thingie with his littles where he puts their tummy on his feet and lifts them up w his legs (??)

lets his little(s) sit in on his d&d games and encourages them to do sound effects

always makes sure that everyones belly is full. believes that full tummy = happy kiddo

"fuck! shit, don't repeat that baby"

highfives for every accomplishment

plays monster often and chases his little(s) around

has big pockets + always has a paci or a toy in his pocket

#cg! eddie munson #cg! eddie #cg!eddie munson #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #stranger things #strangerthings agere #sfw agere

[naturevalleygranolablog]

maybe if u are still taking requests, a cg!eddie or maybe robin x little readers first Christmas as a little babbbbbbbby

AHH YES OF COURSE!

Cg!Eddie Munson x Little!reader

Summary: Eddie makes sure that his first Christmas with his little one is as special as it can be.

Tags/Warnings: Age Regression, bottle feeding, reader is a small itty bitty baby, fluff fluff fluff, insecure reader for like a microscopic amount, somehow theres always spelling mistakes i cant find so ignore my poor writing and spelling

You had told Eddie about your regression for a fairly recent amount of time. It had only been a few months since he immediately took the role as your caregiver and you both enjoyed every second of it. No matter how many times you dealt with any insecurities about being small, he was there to reassure you how much he truly enjoyed taking care of you. 

Which is why he wanted to make this Christmas season extra special for his little one. 

He knew how much you loved Christmas and the holiday season, the whole appearance of Christmas and the lead up to it engulfed you in nostalgia and a certain childlike joy and peace. 

He made it his mission to make you feel as tiny as possible during the Christmas season, knowing that if big you loved Christmas this much, little you could only love it just as much. 

To say that Eddie spoiled you during the holiday season would be an understatement. He always took you out to go Christmas shopping, picking you up treat after treat (his rule about sugars and sweets quickly became less lenient as the holidays went by), and always made sure to pop in a christmas movie in his TV when giving you your night time bottle and cuddles before bed. 

Did you think it was strange that Eddie began to baby you a lot more than usual? Maybe a little. But you were too excited about Christmas to detect anything about your boyfriend's behavior. 

The whole week you had been updating Eddie every day on how close you were to the magical day, your advent calendar being your prized possession the whole month.

“Daddy!!” You called out from the living room of his trailer. 

Eddie rushed in, pot of mac and cheese still in his hand at the sudden call of his name. 

“What is it baby?” he asked, kneeling down to our level on the floor as you presented the calendar in his face.

“S’ one more day until Christmas Eve!” you excitedly announced. 

Eddie chuckled at your excitement and ruffled your hair. “That's right! I've got such a smart little one.” he praised planting a kiss on your cheek. In the time that Eddie has been your caregiver, you still haven't gotten used to how much little you loved praise, especially from Eddie. He couldn't get enough of how shy you would get at the sudden rush of red that would spread across your face, causing him to praise you any chance he got to see his baby happy. 

“Cmon, dinner should be ready soon, and I better not see that door open until after we eat, capisce?”  Eddie playfully warned. 

“Yes daddy.” You giggled, waddling over to the table as you awaited your dinner. 

Soon Christmas eve arrived and now Eddie understood what you meant when you told him how much you loved Christmas. Your Christmas jammies stayed on the whole day and Christmas music stayed on the radio. Eddie thinks putting you to bed that night was the hardest thing he ever had to do. Usually when you were having a hard time sleeping, he liked to put you in little space. He quickly regretted doing that last night when you refused to sleep in his room and stayed up on the couch with a flashlight, claiming you were waiting for Santa. 

When Christmas morning came you were just as excited as the past days and Eddie made sure to keep it extra special for you. 

It surprised him that you remained big the whole day, he assumed because Christmas was your favorite holiday, you would give yourself some time to regress and enjoy the Christmas cheer. He could tell you wanted to, but there was something blocking you. He made it his mission the rest of the day to destroy whatever was blocking his little baby from coming out. 

And as Christmas day began to come to a close, Eddie knew what he had to do. He sat you down on the couch, ordering for you to cover your eyes. 

You did as you were told, you covered your eyes with your palms as you awaited for your boyfriend to come back. You opened your eyes at the sound of his sweet voice., 

“Ok, you can open them now.” Eddie said, a cheeky grin beginning to spread across his face. 

You opened your eyes and saw another present in his hands. 

“Eddie, what's all this? I thought we already exchanged gifts this morning?” You asked, looking at him holding another present in his hands. 

“I know, but this is different. I know how much you love Christmas, and I love that you love Christmas, but I want little you to enjoy it too. I don't want you to have to hide during your favorite time of the year. I want you to be able to slip and feel safe knowing that I'll be here to take care of you. You're my little baby, and my baby deserves a good and happy Christmas.” Eddie confessed, pulling you onto his lap cupping one of your cheeks with his hand. 

His soft words almost brought tears to your eyes. No one has ever been as kind and gentle as Eddie in your entire life. 

“Really?” You ask softly, Eddie already seeing you slip the smallest bit. 

“Yes baby.” he lightly chuckled at your attempt to stay big knowing he had already one little you over. “Merry Christmas baby bear.” He smiled, handling over the semi poorly wrapped gift. Eddie was an amazing boyfriend and caregiver, but maybe next year he should leave the wrapping up to you. 

You gave him a cheeky smile, knowing that there was no way to stay big anymore as your little space quickly engulfed you. You began to tear open the wrapping paper, exposing a new box with a cute polar bear pattern scattered around the box. Eddie watched the way you bit your lips in concentration as you struggled opening your gift. Finally you had gotten it open with one final “Hmph” and Eddie swears he had never heard a cuter sound than your gasp of excitement. 

Inside the box he had packed you a whole gift basket with all of your favorite little treats, accompanied by a new bottle with snowflakes on it, a reindeer stuffie, a new onesie with snowmen on it, and a new red paci with a reindeer in the middle, lettered beads spelling out “Little Dear” on the handle. 

“Daddy, I love it!” you squealed at the new goodies in front of you. 

“You do?” Eddie asked, making sure he had bought everything correctly. Poor Eddie has been knee deep in finding you the perfect little gear, doing as much research as he could on the bestest brands and stores. His gift left him apprehensive up until you opened it, his worries melting away as soon as he saw how much you enjoyed your gift. 

“Yes daddy, I love it all! Thank you thank you thank you!” You squealed, hugging his sides tightly. He returned the tight bear hug, rubbing your back and planting a kiss on the top of your head. 

“What do you think, should we try out your new goodies?” Eddie asked, holding up the bottle in his hand and the onesie in the other.

You nodded excitedly. Eddie hadn't bottle fed you many times but it was always something you wished you could do more. Now with your new bottle, both you and Eddie were excited to incorporate it into your night time routine. 

Eddie slipped your new paci into your mouth as you smiled happily. 

“There's my little baby.” Eddie cooed, kissing you again on your forehead. He just couldn't get enough of you when you were little. Caring for you was his favorite thing to do ever. 

He picked you up from the couch, knowing that if he didn't carry you now, you would just start pouring on the couch until he did. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he held you on his hip around the trailer to his bedroom. He laid you down on his bed as he rummaged through his dresser. 

“Alright baby bear, do you want daddy to change you or do you want to do it yourself?” Eddie asked. You had seen eachother naked and changed in front of each other a plethora of times throughout your relationship, but this was different. You were just a little baby, and Eddie wanted to make you feel comfortable with everything. 

“You do it daddy.” You smiled up at him, kicking your feet as they hung from his bed. 

“Ok then, arms up!” he said, tugging your sweater uo our arms and off your body, making sure to give you as many kisses and raspberries on your sides and tummy as he could. He couldn't help it, he loved the way you giggled and squealed. He helped you into your new onesie and a pair of his pj pants. You argued that you didn't want to wear any pants but Eddie insisted that you couldn't just walk around the trailer in no pants. So when he offered that you could wear a pair of his, you accepted with your brows furrowed, but Eddie knew your fussiness wasn't serious. 

He picked you back up and carried you back to the couch. He wrapped you up in a thick and warm blanket and turned on the Christmas movie channel on the TV before going to the kitchen to warm up your bottle. 

He simply couldn't take his eyes off of you and how cute you looked wrapped up in his big blanket, the way you cuddled into your stuffy so gently and how adorable you looked with your new paci. Soon the microwaved beeped, indicating the bottle had finished as he took it out. He poured a drop on his wrist and licked it, testing the temperature to make sure it wasn't too hot for you. He nodded to himself as he approved the temperature and began to walk over to the couch. 

Your eyes were glued to the movie on the TV. You didn't even notice Eddie walking back until you felt the indent on the couch. 

“Ok, you ready baby?” Eddie asked. 

You suddenly became anxious and slightly self conscious. Because bottle feeding had been a new thing for the both of you, you still didn't feel as comfortable as you wanted with it. It was never Eddie's fault, he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible. And being the perfect caregiver that Eddie is, he noticed your change in behavior right away. He placed the bottle on the small lamp table next to him as he laid on the couch, his arms open inviting you in. You happily accepted, moving closer to his side as he held you. You both lost yourself in the movie for a while and Eddie assumed you had gone nonverbal throughout the minutes passing as your talkative state died down and he was left with a cozy and sleepy baby. 

When he found the time was right and you had calmed down, he reached for the bottle again. He softly took the paci out of your mouth and held the bottle, waiting for you to accept. Your eyes fluttered at him and in your safe and sleepy headspace, accepting the warm bottle of milk seemed like a dream. Your lips latched slowly and softly on the bottle as you began to drink. You tried to reach for the bottle before Eddie took them, tucking them back into the blanket and around your reindeer stuffie. “It's ok baby, I got it, you don't have to worry, daddys got you.” he reassured. 

As you kept sipping, you found yourself cuddling deeper and deeper into Eddie's chest, falling sleepier and sleepier. When Eddie found that you had finished the bottle, he gently removed it from your lips and placed the paci back in to avoid any fussiness in your sleep. He turned the small lamp off but decided to leave the TV on for soft lighting and background sounds to keep you asleep. He kissed your forehead once more and wrapped his arms around you. 

“Merry Christmas little one.” He whispered as you two fell asleep in each others arms. Neither of you would have wanted to spend Christmas any other way. 

#agere little #sfw agere #agere post #safe agere #sfw little stuff #eddie munson #stranger things #agere story #cg!eddie munson #little!y/n #sfw little post #baby regression

[dino-boyo-agere]

Not On Valentine's Day

╰→ Steddie AgeRe fanfic

[Word count: 1748] holy crap, that's a big boi!

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Character info:

Steve - Age Regressor (lil age 3-ish)

Eddie  - caregiver ("Poppa")

Plot:

Steve deals with immense pressure, caused by him planning a elaborate Valentine's Date for Eddie, while desperately trying not to slip into little space.

Tw! Angst, Hurt & comfort, mention of: impure regression, mental health, self loathing, anxiety & intimacy.

╰→ It's all kept SFW!!

! Age Regression is not a k*nk !

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Steve felt like he was going to burst under all this pressure, it was to much. He planned and prepared a romantic valentine's date...

Well, he wasn't quite done yet, even though it was already Feburary 14th.

It was still in the early hours of the morning, but nonetheless, his anxiety was through the roof. He barely got any sleep and he still had so much to do. Steve whished he could just curl up infront of the TV, in his PJs, eating fruit loops and- 

Oh, no..

He could feel himself beginning to slip.

No, he can't have that, not today, darnit..

"Get it together, Harrington.." he mumbled to himself, slightly slapping his own cheek, as a means to stay aware, stay alert, stay big.

He wanted this day to be perfect.

He wanted tonight to be a romantic and.. hecc.. intimate experience with Eddie. Not whatever his stupid, effed up brain wanted to make out of it.

He won't- no.. He can't let himself ruin this for Eddie, not again..

Why did he always have to make everything about himself? Eddie deserved better. He deserved a nice, romantic date, in which he would be the center of attention. And Steve was going to make that happen, today.

He pushed aside the self-destructive thoughts and his urge to regress, focusing soely on making this work. On making this day perfect, for Eddie.

So, he continued with the preparations to make this happen.

He went all out, exhausting himself more and more in the process.

The whole ordeal also took him way longer than anticipated, since he continually had to fight slipping.

While cleaning the house, he constantly got distracted by finding toys or other 'little stuff'.

Whilst cooking a fancy three course meal, he found it frustratingly hard to read and understand the recipe, resulting in him having to start over two times.

He had to calm himself down and remind himself that monsters aren't real, before being able to enter the cellar, so he could pick out one of the most expensive whines from his parents collection.

Upon selecting some romantic movies, he had to resist just throwing in- and watching a cartoon.

He had to give up on the idea of building a blanket fort, while making the bed.

When he took a shower, he denied himself using his 'spiderman shampoo', though he really wanted to.

And as he picked his clothes, Steve had to go with something elegant, instead of his cozy footed PJ's he so desperately wanted to snuggle up in.

Hopelessly klinging on to his big headspace, Steve had to remind himself to stay focused on the mission, constantly.

In the evening, he was finally done, right before Eddie arrived.

He embraced his boyfriend with a hug and excitedly explained his plans for the day.

Steve could still feel his brain being fuzzy, though he eagerly tried to hide it.

Eddie could tell that something was bothering Steve, he avoided eye contact and seemed to be restless. Always jumping up 'to get-' or 'because he forgot something'. 

So, he asked his boyfriend if everything was alright.

Steve just shrugged him off, stating: "Oh, yeah. It's- I'm just a little tired, that's all. And so excited for today, really."

Eddie knew he was lying, or at least not telling the whole truth, but he didn't want to push it, so he just accepted Steve's explanation and moved on from the topic.

The date was going great.

Their food was delicious and they've snuggled up infront of the TV, watching some cheesey romance movies. They liked judging- and making fun of the stupid decisions characters tend to make.

Under the blanked, Eddie started gently caressing Steve's thigh. As he was just about to lean in for a passionate kiss, he stopped right in his tracks, when he saw Steve's face. A look of unease, or even fear, in his glazed eyes.

Eddie knew that look. He knew it too well.. This was the look of a- no, of his deeply afflicted darling boy.

Immediately, he lifted his hand from the boys leg, ever so gently placing it on his cheek instead.

He rubbed his thumb against the soft skin lovingly & with such vigilance, as to not scare Steve further.

"Oh, oh baby, I'm so sorry." Eddie said, his voice shaking from guilt and hurt, for almost harming his little one.

He felt like punching himself in the face. How didn't he catch that sooner?!

He almost kissed his little one passionately, hasn't he looked up in time. What kind of awful Caregiver would he be if..

Eddie could feel his stomach turn at the thought of that.

"I'm so sorry." He repeated.

Steve was perplexed, at first.

He didn't notice how far he had already slipped, cuddled up on the couch like that.

He wasn't fully regressed yet, still capable of thinking  somewhat adult-ish. But it was definitely noticable that he wasn't fully there.

Nonetheless, he wanted to play it off, he's come so far, he won't let himself ruin this for Eddie.

"N- no, it's okay.. look." Steve tried to sound as convincing as possible, leaning in for a kiss, desperately pushing away the feeling of unease and disgust. Attempting to assure, not just Eddie, but himself aswell.

'Eddie is my boyfriend, darn it.. Why do I have to be so weird about this.. He's not disgusting..I should just kis-'

Eddie stopped his thoughts and advances, backing away, while gently holding Steve at arms length by his shoulders.

"Whoa there, Kiddo.. What are you- That's not appropriate!" He exclaimed.

Eddie was mortified.

Something was clearly affecting his little one in a very negative way and he had to know what it was. He had to know how he could help him.

Steve, meanwhile, grew frustrated.

"What do you mean 'not appropriate'? You're my boyfriend and boyfriends kiss." He snapped at the bewildered man in front of him.

Eddie remained calm.

"Yes, I am your boyfriend, when you are big-Steve. When you are little-Steve, I am your Poppa. And right now you are not big, Buddy." He explained, his voice assertive but tender.

Tears formed in Steve's eyes, prompting Eddie to pull him into a warm hug, kissing the top of his head. "It's okay, Darling. I've got you. You can talk to me." He reassured his little one.

Steve began sobbing, slipping further into his regression.

He started apologizing. "I'm s- so sor-ry. I ruined valentine days. I aways ruin tings an I'm aways se- selfish.. sorry.. sorry."

He was unbelievably upset with his actions and ashamed for again making everything about himself..

At least that's how he viewed the situation.

Eddie tightened the hug.

"Don't say that. You didn't ruin anything, nor are you selfish in any way.-"

His attempt to comfort Steve was interposed by the latter, who was vehemently fighting his regression once again.

"Yes, I did an- and yes, I am.. I always do this.. I- it's always just.. me. Me. ME.. This was sup- supposed to be y- you day. So.. so I tried to.. just.. s- suck it up.. and.. and.."

Steve was visibility shaking, when Eddie interrupted his rambling.

".. and just kiss me? Disregarding your own emotions? Ignoring how you felt unsafe and uncomfortable?"

Tears where forming in his eyes now aswell, at the thought of his Darling having to deal with such harmful thoughts, all on his own. Eddie's body also began to tramle too.

Steve looked up at him, having fully slipped now. Besides, he was to exhausted to fight it any longer anyways.

*¹ "Is sowwy. I kno it bad foa meh. I jus' wan u to be happeh. sowwy, Poppa."

He sniffled into his caregivers chest.

Eddie pulled him even closer.

"Steve, Darling.. I love you." He could feel hot tears running down his cheeks.

"Wether you're big or small. I'm more than excited to spend valentine's day with you." The boy in his arms looked up at him, wiping away a tear from his caregivers face, before letting him continue.

"I don't care if we eat fancy cuisine or dino nuggets. I don't care if we watch a romantic movie or cartoons. I don't care if we get intimate or just cuddle." He paused again, to kiss Steve's forehead.

"I am happy, as long as I am with you. So.." Eddie tightened his hug, pulling his Darling closer once more.

"..just let me be with you, whichever you it may be. Please stop trying to hide yourself, to try and accomodate me."

He loosened the hug, to gently grab Steve's face with both hands, lovingly looking into his eyes. "I love you, Steve. I love each and every part of you and that'll never change, ever."

Eddie was full on crying now.

Both of them embraced in a tight hug again, weeping into each others sweaters.

They stayed like that for a little while.

As the sniffling and sobs slowly subsided, Eddie could hear a soft whisper. So quiet, he couldn't make out what was said.

"Sorry, Stevie. I didn't quite catch that. What did you say? Could you repeat it for me, Darling?" Eddie asked softly, rubbing his little one's back.

"Pwomise?" Steve repeated, intently staring at his carer's hoodie strings, with which he was fiddling.

Eddie immediately understood what he was referring to.

"Promise. I'll always love you as you are, Sweetheart." He promptly answered and placed a kiss on Steve's forehead.

*² "Wuv yuh too, foreva.. pomise." The boy replied, now sleepily chewing on the strings of Eddie's hoodie, his eyes half closed.

He was exhausted..

Exhausted from all the planning and preparing.

Exhausted from trying to fight slipping all day.

Exhausted from crying so much.

Exhausted from having to deal with all those big feelings for so long.

After sitting there, cuddling for a while, Eddie got up. He turned on some soft music on his speakers, before carrying his Darling Boy to bed.

Kissing his forehead again, he whispered: "Happy Valentines day, Stevie." into the little one's hair, before closing his eyes aswell.

Steve knew he was safe now. In Eddie's arms, he was home.

His strength was barely enough to give a dazed "mhmm" in response.

Eddie was content with that answer. With Steve in his arms, he was home.

They layed like that, tangled up in each other's arms, snuggling, until they fell into a deep and much needed slumber.

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I hope you liked my little Valentine's Day story.

& thank you so much for reading!

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╰→ (Stevie's Baby-Talk Translation)

*¹ "I'm sorry. I know it's bad for me. I just want you to be happy. sorry, Eddie."

*² "I love you too, forever. I promise."

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[dinodinodin0]

daddy!eddie x little!reader? any storyline, i just have been thinking abt this a lot n i love your writing!!

Thank you! I like that you gave me such an open prompt because now I have an excuse to write it lol.

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"hey Ed's, you still up for hanging out this weekend?" You asked, sitting down at the hellfire table.

"oh of course, as long as you behave yourself unlike last time," he glances, glaring jokingly at you.

You giggle and blush.

"oh gross you guys," Dustin says, Mike laughing at his disgusted face.

You and Eddie laughed at him, not because he was right but because he was. Painfully wrong.

Last time you slept over for the weekend at Eddie's, you absolutely blew up the inside of his oven. As in, the brownies you attempted to make splattering everywhere.

Eddie never lets you go by the oven when you're little, but you tried to seem as big as possible so he'd let you bake without his supervision. Now, you do know how to bake brownies, but little you somehow has a "too much gene" whereas big you doesn't.

You decided to put cereal in the batter, because; I mean, cereals good on it's own, it'd probably be better in a brownie!

When adding the dry ingredients, you completely discarded the measuring cups. You were entranced by the falling sand like sugar, and that was your biggest mistake. You added too much baking powder. Way too much. And so, your delicious cereal-and -an-ungodly-amount-of-sugar brownies, had met their match in the oven.

You knew your lesson now though, so though you couldn't promise you wouldn't get into some mischief, you had promised him you wouldn't go near the oven.

After school, he drove you to his trailer in his van. He put on his music a bit quieter than usual, but not too much. He loved shooting glances over at you to see you bouncing in your seat to his music.

He held your hand and helps you out if his van, walking you into him home.

"okay sweetheart, what do you wanna do now huh?" He said crouching down to you.

Hmmm, you thought, greatly weighing your options.

You pointed to his VHS cabinet, and he immediately turned and knew what you'd meant.

He bought you some movies just for your visits. He had gotten you movies from carebear, muppets, and sesame street.

He sat you on his couch and laid out your selection onto the coffee table.

"alright doll. Which one d'you wanna watch today?"

You pointed at The Carebear Movie II, smiling up at Eddie, who was already setting it up.

He sat next to you as it started to play, picking you up and setting you on his lap and bouncing you.

You giggled at him and watched the screen intently, pointing out every moment your favorite carebear was on screen. After 45 minutes, you started to feel your eyes droop. You yawned and stretched your arms as far as you could, rubbing the sleepyness from your eyes.

"you getting sleepy sweetheart? Ykno you're reminding me of someone I know right now," he says, peering over your shoulder to look at you.

"who?" You questioned.

"just an old friend if mine called bedtime bear," he said, grabbing a plushie of him from under the coffee table, sort of amazed you hadn't noticed him.

You laughed at his bear sneak attack as he pretend bedtime bear was climbing you, dragging him up your arms and making fake exasperated sounds. He chuckled at you and places him in your lap.

"you're so adorable. D'you want me to make you your milk yet baby?"

You nod, eyes starting to water from tiredness. He lifts you off his lap and sets you down on the end of the couch.

He pours milk into a mug, dropping vanilla and a tablespoon of sugar into it. He sets it into the microwave for a minute, then transfers it into a baby bottle.

He checks the template on his wrists and calls to you, letting you know that he was coming over to you.

He comes back to find you curled up and sucking your thumb , eyes half lidded and barely awake.

"c'mon doll, just finish this and I'll tuck you in okay?" He says, positioning you to the side on his lap and holding your head in his hands.

You fall asleep as he feeds you, and he almost melts at the sight of you. He picks you up and carefully walks with you to his bed. He gently sets you down, laying your head on the pillow and tucking in with your favorite blankie. He sets bedtime bear near you, and you immediately hug it in your sleep, which he finds adorable.

He kisses the top of your head and turns off the lights, setting you down for your nap.

I hope you like it ! This one's a bit more niche with the carebears and the bottle, admittedly self indulgent given.. I have all the carebear movies on VHS.. and a 1985 birthday bear. Maybe a t a d bit self indulgent lol.

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[smallghostcorner]

st boys(adults)x masc!reader

this is so self indulgent im sorry(im not) also this does include Billy so if that makes u uncomfy scroll on by

Summary: movie night!

"Are you ready for movie night?" Eddie asked as you hop out of his van in front of his trailer holding your favorite stuffy. You nod as he gives you a bright smile.

When he opens the door you see your other caregivers shuffling around and sitting on the couch.

Argyle and Jonathan are sifting through movies on the floor in front of the tv while Steve and Billy are in the kitchen preparing snacks.

Argyle looks up at you when he notices the door opening.

"My little pony or Care bears?" He asks holding up the two movies, you think for a second before pointing to My little pony.

Argyle sets up the TV while Steve and Billy enter with the snacks.

---------time skip-----

You're seated between Eddie and Steve with your legs stretched out of the rest of your care givers laps when the movie ends, your head is falling off of Steves shoulder and onto his chest as you fight sleep.

"Hey prince? Is it bedtime? You're looking sleepy" Steve says as the credits roll on screen.

You hum as you hold your stuffie tighter to your chest.

"I think it is, I'll go make u some tea in your sippy ok?" Eddie says getting up from the couch.

Jonathan whines at him as he gets up, apperently having slipped part way through the movie.

"I'll make you some too little bro" Argyle says getting up as well.

Steve slowly shimmies out from behind you and helps Johnathan stand, at the same time Billy scoops you up in his arms.

"Every prince needs a knight to carry him to the pillow palace" Billy says trying to intimidate Eddies way of dramatic story telling. (Also idc if u reading this dont think u can be picked up because this man will do it)

The two care givers lead you and Jonathan into the bedroom and help you get settled in Eddies bed, He set up his room earlier for you to sleep in, fresh sheets and the softest blankets he has with the stuffies you keep at his house for emergencies.

In the corner there's a nightlight and all his mini figures are safely stashed away so you don't accidentally break them. He also set up his stereo with a mixtape of lullabies, some covers done by him. And lastly he went to the library and checked out some childrens picture books.

Eddie and Argyle enter with a sippy cup and bottle respectively, Argyle sets the bottle down on the nightstand and leads Johnathan into the bathroom to help him gat changed and diapered so there's no accidents.

Eddie helps tuck you in and get settled with your sippy cup, he takes your paci and sets it on the nightstand in a sanitized case and hands you your favorite teether.

When Argyle and Johnathan gets back you pick out a story book for Eddie to read. "The prince and the Dragon"(not a real book).

Argyle feeds Johnathan his bottle and then tucks him in while Eddie reads the story. Once you two are cuddled up together and cozy Eddie turns on the nightlight and both the care givers give you a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight little ones" they say as they turn the lights off and exit the room.

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[mimixmunson]

CG!Eddie Munson / headcanon / fluff 🍼

AN- Hi my friends I’m in babiespace and wanted to write something extremely self-indulgent lmao. But I can’t stop thinking about cg!eddie so enjoy this silly lil post<3

“Let me open those candies for you baby, you’re much too little.”

Always wanting to carry you around.

He has snacks in his bedroom hidden away for you.

Ties your shoelaces for you.

“Can you drink from a glass or do you need a sippy cup?”

He plays nursery rhymes for you on his guitar.

“Bedtime is 10:30 princess. No exceptions. Ahh damn you made that cute pouty face.. okay 11:00? Sound good?”

“Do you need me to feed you? Open your mouth, here comes the aeroplane!”

“Shi- sugar! Absolutely I said sugar!”

“Steve don’t make her walk, just throw her on your back dude. She’s only got little legs.”

“What’s the matter? Why you being fussy?”

C o n s t a n t play fights.

“Is someone a little bit ticklish?”

*Covers you in a towel after bath-time*

“Well aren’t you just a bundle of joy today? Come on up you get.”

Always buying you stuffed animals because you haven’t got a plushie of that particular animal yet.

He learns how to braid hair to make sure you’re never over-stimulated by it.

“My little girl eh?”

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[bunniesnuggie]

So you could do the same thing but daddy eddie's where the reader regresses in school to 1 year at lunch and she's crying because she doesn't have her little pink blanket with a cute ending

sorry this took awhile, i hope you like it and thank you requesting :D

~ Blankey ~

cg! eddie munson x (gn)little! reader

summary: dada helps you from a panic attack

not proofed

ugh scrunchy face 🥺🥺

today royally sucked, normally you were good at keeping yourself from regressing at school. today though, you weren’t so lucky. by second period you had already had an overstimulation attack, and by fourth you’d gone nonverbal. you just kept regressing and couldn’t stop. thankfully next was lunch and you could see your daddy. you had stoped by your locker on the way to the cafeteria, looking for your little pink princess blankey (basing it off of mine tehehe).

it wasn’t in there, it want in your bag either. your breathing started to pick up and little whimpers were escaping you. you quickly speed walked your the cafeteria in search for your daddy, knowing he’ll fix it.

when you got to the table you didn’t say anything, simply plopping down next to eddie and wrapping around him,

“hi sweetheart, how was class?” he asked into your hair, but you just whined at him, blinking up at him with big doe eyes. he saw the tears in your eyes and his heart broke with every little whimper. without  hesitating he said bye to the club, swept you under his arm and out of the cafeteria. he pulled you into the quiet hallway, and held you between his chest and a row of lockers, trying to shield you from the bad things,

“shhh shhh, what’s wrong muffin? feeling extra tiny?”

you just sobbed more, causing a few students to look up and stare. he flipped them the bird and quickly wrapped his jacket around you. he headed straight out the doors and to your bench in the woods so you could be alone. big you would chew him out for cutting, but your well being was more important. he set you in his lap bridal style so he could sway you in his arms. he didn’t have your paci with him so he slipped his fingers into your mouth for you to suck on.

he was only focused on trying to get you to calm down, after a minute of just holding you to his chest and whispering sweet nothings in your ear, you started to calm down,

“hi peanut, you’re just feeling extra small huh?”

just babbled at him, something that sounded like piny. “pinkie? you want pinkie, is that what all this is about?” he slightly laughed, not at you, just at the fact that this could’ve been fixed in seconds.

“bunny - you asked me to hold it for you, remember? after that b- uh Isabel dumped your bag in the cafeteria.” he started getting worked up thinking about the incident last week. even though he already assured you that after his chat with her she would never bother you again, you still asked if he could carry your blankie.

he grabbed his backpack from his feet, you didn’t know he brought it. then pulled out the pink blanket with white and blue tiaras on it. you simply hummed with joy making grabby hands for it. he brushed you cheeks with it, making you smile and giggle, before wrapping you in a burrito. he slipped his fingers back in your mouth and you continued to happily suck and chew on them, babbling with joy now.

“i love my silly goose, is that all needed, hmm? your blankey?

“an-ooo”

you were sleepily blinking up at him, still not making full sense. but your dada knew what you meant. he gave you nose rubs and then kissed your forehead. he started to hum lightly, swaying you both.

school can wait.

a/n: @lokislittlemidgardian has a stancy version for anyone who would like that! it’s wayyy better but i tried 🫠

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[angelbaby-fics]

Little wanting to adopt a stray (kitty? Dog? Squirrel? Raccoon?) And cg having to say no?? Feels like an Eddie prompt.

eeep one of my favorite ideas!! def one i want to expand on into a full fic!! 141 words

eddie just couldn't believe his eyes - then again, maybe he could. only you of all people were capable not only of luring a wild raccoon into the trailer, but somehow getting a ribbon wrapped around his neck as well. you stood proudly next to wayne's armchair, arms extended towards the creature that looked up at him with pleading beady eyes. "absolutely not." "but he's my best friend!" you clasped your hands together, pleading with eddie to embrace your new pet with open arms the way you had. eddie sighed. "honeypot, you know wild animals have to stay wild." you nodded, bottom lip jutting out as you untied the ribbon and shooed your friend out the door. eddie wiped your tear and smiled at you. "besides," he said, "there's only room for one little critter runnin' around this trailer, and thats you!"

you're invited to my tea party!

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[charliessafespace]

cg!eddie munson board cuz i love him

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[doe-eyed-dreamr]

little!Steve Harrington

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[metal-caregiver]

Regressuary Day 2 : Playground / Toys

Parining: Platonic CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 1,010 Tw's: None (use of light "swears" ass, damn) Characters: Eddie, Steve, Dustin, (GN! Reader)

Prompt: Character A (reader) is so enthralled by their toys/playground that they keep putting off a bathroom break

Nicknames directed @ reader: Little one, Kiddo, Squirt Nicknames directed @ cgs!: Steve (mama) Eddie (Ed/Eddie)

Disclaimer !! : I am disabled and have incontinence due to my disabilities. Diapers are NOT SEXUAL !! Do not sexualize me, my headspace, or my disability aids. READ MY DNI

On this sunny day in Hawkins, Indiana...Clouds crept along the sky casting large shadows across the playground. It was a lazy day for Eddies party, not to say he had nothing to do. He had plenty of music to play and campaigns to run. To put it simply, they needed a down day. And to Steve's luck, Eddie had requested that you, Dustin, and Steve all walk down to the park together. 

You were used to Dustin being regressed a majority of the time. But surprisingly you hadn't had a proper playdate together! You supposed even though your caregiver hadn't labeled it as one, Dustin wouldn't mind either way. You packed your bag, and with hastily tied shoes and stuffie in hand, you set off to Eddie's house... 

Dustin was sitting on the floor of the Eddie and Waynes attempt at a living room, playing with the odd toy and Dn'D mini-figures Eddie always had laying around. 

"Dustin !!" You shouted, tossing your bag aside and pulling each other up into a spinning hug. 

The two of you giggled and danced around as Eddie picked up your things, Steve gathered up the toys and chalk for the two of you to play with at the park. 

"Hold up, squirt!" Eddie called out, reaching for your hand. 

You looked up at him, confused but with a flutter in your head. 

"Not so fast. You kiddos need to stick with us". Steve said, hand already entwined with Dustin's. For extra measure, Eddie sometimes had you hold onto the chains attached to his belts. Maybe all those unnecessary accessories could be practical sometimes. 

It wasn't far from the school thanks to Steve and Eddie's bikes. Eddie bragged how one day he'll own a "sick ass ride" which earned him a good slap from Steve. 

Once given the "ok", you and Dustin took your pacis and toys booked it for the swings. Each of you raced each other to see who could swing the highest til Dustin managed to scare himself and beg Steve to push for him. 

Your pumping became lighter as you were out of breath. Steve noticed and offered you Dustin's extra sippy with water which you gladly took. Eddie wasn't the best caregiver when it came to rules, and a bottle of water on top of all those sodas from lunch might have not been the best idea for your little state. 

"Little one, slow with the drinking".

You rolled your eyes at the voice from behind you and continued, taking huffs out of your nose causing Steve to giggle as you handed it back to him. Eddie wasn't going to deny you water, that'd be cruel especially when your drink of choice was every sugary and bubbled concoction you could get your hands on. 

"Come play!" you shouted as Eddie took a seat on the bench across from you. You watched him think for a moment before shaking his head. 

"Okay, Kiddo, but first let's take a potty and snack break?" 

You pouted, kicking the wood chips at your feet with a furrowed brow.

"No, no! We just got here! We don't wanna leave now!" Dustin shouted back, mirroring your disappointment. 

"Well if you two are sure..." Eddie hesitated but eventually caved in pushing you while he chatted with Steve.

Steve wasn't too keen on letting either of you out of his sight or out of arms reach. But with Eddie around, Steve could let the invisible leash loose a bit and allow the two of you to (mostly) run free. 

Even from afar the two knew you (especially), and Dusted needed a bathroom break, but neither wanted to force it. Dustin didn't have a preference between pull-ups or boxers but you much preferred your regular clothing over anything Eddie had offered. 

The two of you eventually chased each other back over to your caregivers. This time, Steve spoke up. 

"Dustin, do you need the potty?".

He paused for a moment, fidgeting before eventually giving Steve a nod. "Mhm! Yes mama"

Eddie turned to you, quirking his eyebrows and giving you a questioning look. 

"I don't need to! I want to play!" 

"Squirt I'm serious, let's at least go with them?" 

You looked to Dustin who seemed perfectly content going on his own with Steve, but you justified it in your mind that your friend was just too little to go alone! 

The two of you waited outside the stalls for Steve and Dustin to finish. You could hear the commotion from outside and based on the shouting from Steve you gathered that Dustin forgot to flush and refused to wash his hands. 

Eddie was just waiting for the moment til you asked to join. To his surprise, it never came, until he felt a tugging at his shirt. 

"Yeah, little one?" He asked, sing-song. 

"I'm sorry, Eds I didn't mean to," you said with a sob. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I was just having too much fun playing, and the running didn't make me have to, so I thought I didn't, and I.." 

"Woah, woah! Slow down there. You're ok". Eddie noticed the small wet patch between your knees and sighed. "Damn it,,kid you're all wet." He cringed "Let's get you changed ok?".

You sniffed, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "Ok Eddie".

Lucky for you, Eddie always carried a pack of baby towels and a change of clothes. He reassured you as he slipped the clean clothes under the bathroom stall, offering you help and privacy when needed.

All was well as you joined Dustin back in the hallway, following your caregivers back outside. 

"I'm sorry Eddie..." You whispered, pulling on his jacket sleeve as Dustin dared you to another race.

"It's alright, kiddo doesn't worry. You're forgiven, it was just a mistake. Don't worry too much about it, and have fun". 

You smiled up at Eddie before running off, turning to wave "love you Ed's!" 

"Love you too, kiddo!" he shouted back, waving from his place next to Steve and smiling. "I love you". 

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Tumbling Down

Tumbling Down

Pairing: daddy!Eddie Munson x little!fem!reader Warnings: dd/lg, cuts being cleaned 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI Summary: Eddie’s Baby can’t help falling down. Note from Author: This is my first fic and I am not really sure if it is even any good. 1K Words

If there was one thing Eddie knew, it was that no matter where you were walking, you would inevitably fall down. You see, it wasn’t like you tried to be so clumsy, your head was just too far in the clouds to pay attention to the ground in front of you. After the first few times of you falling Eddie knew he needed to keep a first aid kit in your bookbag no matter where you were going. That being said, it was so unfortunate that today was the day you would deal with your worst fall in history. “Daddy, do you think Steve and Robin will like the drawings I made them?” you asked as you both took the walk from your house to Family Video. “I do, little one. I think they will love them. You know they love everything you make for them.” Eddie says as he carefully watches as you both cross the street. “These are special though! I used my new glitter pens on them.” You smiled to yourself proudly as you clutched the pictures close to your chest. Your lack of paying attention is ultimately what led to your demise, not seeing the large crack in the sidewalk ahead of you until it was too late. You crashed down knees first tearing one of the pictures in the process. Screaming out for Eddie as tears formed in your eyes. “DADDY! MY PICTURES!” Y/n pouted teary eyed. “I’m more worried about your knees than I am your pictures right now little one, come over here please?” Eddie asked as he got out the first aid kit. “You need to pay more attention to your surroundings baby; this isn’t going to feel good. I have to pour some alcohol on this and then cover them both with band aids. Both knees are in bad shape.” “No alcohol please. I’ll pay attention, I promise. No alcohol daddy.” Y/n begged as she gave Eddie her best puppy dog eyes. “What you want and what you need are two different things. I have to put it on them. Why don’t you pick your band aids for me princess; I need two of them.” As you continue crying you do what Eddie asks and you look through your colorful band aid selection bracing for the stinging pain that is going to come from the alcohol. “I need you to be a brave girl for me and let daddy pour this on with no squirming, okay? Eddie explained as he cupped your face and looked deep into your eyes making sure you understood. “Are you sure you need to put that on me? Why not just the band aids?” Y/n asked as she continued looking through the band aids, finally selecting one pink and one purple glittery band aid. “Good choice of colors, but yes, If I don’t wipe it with the alcohol, you could get an infection and get even worse cuts on your knees, is that what you want?” Eddie says sternly trying to get his point across. “I understand Daddy, I don’t like it, But I’ll be brave for you.” Y/n said as she looked up with tears still in her eyes. “Okay baby, on the count of three.. ONE… TWO… THREE!” Eddie counted while he held both your knees and wiped them at the same time to reduce the time you were in pain. You couldn’t help but cry more as Eddie patted your knees dry and placed the bandages on them. He looked at you and wiped your tears and then placed a kiss over each band aid. “is that better? We’re all done. How about we stop and get some ice cream when we leave Steve and Robin?” Eddie tried to bribe, thinking of the one thing you loved most. You began to cry more looking at the picture that was destroyed in the fall. “But they’re ruined now daddy! Cant give them ruined pictures!” you whined as you looked down at the torn edges of your once perfect drawings. “I don’t think they’re ruined little one, I think they will still love them all the same. Why don’t we go find out” Eddie said as he grabbed your hands. “One day I’m going to get you a leash to attach to this backpack.” He joked as you finally made it to Family Video.

Walking into Family Video with a sullen look on your face both Robin and Steve immediately check you over and see the bandages on your knees. “Someone fell again, didn’t they?” Steve jokingly asked while you went and gave Robin a hug and showed her the drawing you made for her. “Be nice or you don’t get the drawing I made you Stevie. I even used my glitter pens.” You explained while Steve knelt down and gave you a hug. “Well let me see then munchkin, what did you make me? Steve asked. “I drew you and Robin working here.” You pointed to the image that has two badly drawn figures and a bunch of video lined shelves. “I love it, Im going to hang mine on the break room fridge.” Steve said while still hugging you. “Even though it has a tear?” Y/n asked as she looked down trying not to start crying again. “I love it even more with the tear, it gives it character.” He laughed and gave you a squeeze. “See, what did I tell you?” Eddie asked. “No one could ever hate something you made just because it had a tear in it. Eddie leaned down to give you a kiss on the forehead as you both said goodbye to Steve and Robin “Can we go get icecream now, Daddy?” you asked with a large smile back on your face. “Of Course little one, lets go.” Eddie smiled as you walked hand in hand to get ice cream.

The End

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