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fatuismooches · 3 months

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Beaming more Dottore brainrot into ur head rn..

Akademiya Dottore having to stay out late for an assignment and when he gets back to his dorm he sees reader passed out on the couch, they tried staying up to wait for him but got too eepy and went zzzzz...

I like to think he quietly puts a blanket on them before sitting on the couch and just doing his own thing (eventually he also falls asleep on the couch)

When reader wakes up they notice the warm blanky on them and smile :) especially after they notice the usually stubborn man sleeping on the other side... giggles 😊 I like soft Dottore... he's so stubborn and in love..

(Reader totally teases him about it when he wakes up and in return gets ignored for the rest of the day... if they're short they also have all their akademiya supplies put onto a high shelf💀 cuz Dottore's mean like that and REFUSES to admit he likes reader :3)

Also If u want u can rb my art LOL I'm guessing u mean my silly Dottore shitposts n stuff? I rlly don't mind :D I'd prob just have 2 stop using my silly lil chicken disguise 💀 cuz it'd be obvious who I am at that point.. - 🐓

It's not very often that Dottore stays out late, he much rather be in his dorm doing his own thing rather than out and about (the darkness is good for being elusive, however, more light is necessary for certain experiments.) Unfortunately, group projects and meetings exist and he has to be on his 'teammates' time schedule... ending his day with his peers is certainly not what he considers favorable.

Meanwhile, you feel quite lonely without your crush, the dorm is oh so quiet without the sounds of his tinkering or the playful banter between you two. Not to mention how you miss his touch, his voice, his overall presence... do you miss him? Yes, of course, you're not in denial all the time like Zandik is. So you decide to just stay up, he can't be out for much longer, knowing Zandik, he'll wrap it up as soon as possible. (You could laugh imagining his expression right now, having to do an assignment with others instead of you.) Sadly, your body gives in to your tiredness and you slumber earlier than you wanted to.

When Zandik comes home and sees you slumped on the couch in dreamland, he scoffs and rolls his eyes... muttering under his breath about how careless you are and how you're going to wake up with cramps in that position (he says as he fixes your body to a more comfortable angle, and drapes a blanket over you before you wake up sneezing and complaining to him. Yes, he just doesn't want to listen to you complain, he totally doesn't care for your well-being.)

When you wake up to see him sleeping on the other side you just smile... you wish you two were actually dating so you could cuddle with him, but unfortunately, Zandik is a man who'll always be in denial when it comes to his feelings, it seems. At least he felt comfortable enough to fall asleep with you like this, that's progress! Even he was lured in by the warmth, despite probably wanting to pull another all-nighter...

Teasing him will result in a not-very-happy and annoyed Zandik who constantly rebuts your claims... he's not very amused at your "theories" and would prefer if you put your mouth to better use by assisting him with his research. (He derives some kind of sick pleasure from watching you struggle to obtain that hard-to-reach item.)

#smooches talks #🐓 anon #dottore love notes <3 #HELP IM REALLY SORRY I REALLY DIDN'T MEAN TO EXPOSE U.... but thank u for the reassurance ur posts r very cool 😭#thank u for the dottore brainrot as always u keep me FED

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bundrops-n-fluffytops · 1 year

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Screw it

Welcome Home Age Regression HCs

Wally 🍎

Usually from 1-3, can regress older

Can be voluntary or involuntary

Can be a bit of a brat sometimes? Especially if you seem to break his routine, that makes him pretty upset

Otherwise he’s just a super sweet baby

Autistic age regression let’s gooooo

He’s always seen with his childhood blankie, you can’t pull them apart

Like seriously

Don’t even attempt to break them apart, he’ll just throw a fit and start crying

He also LOVES apple slices and apples in general, it’s his same food

The best kinda baby for a playdate!! He’ll play house with ya, princess dressup, he’ll read books with you, he’s just a playful lil guy

Pretty much anyone can be his cg, but they’re usually either Barnaby, Julie, Howdy, or Poppy

He called Barnaby “pubby” once and it drove the dog to tears, he can never recover

I also hc him to be a cat regressor? He’s got those eyes and likes to bat things off of counters and stays up to ungodly hours

Lil weird ass meow meow

Barnaby 🐾

Primarily a pet regressor, it’s way too easy to figure out

Unusually easy to slip as well

Wally starts playing with him and he’s just immediately into puppyspace

Was kinda scared of people finding out bc he thought they would be confused, but they’re super supportive!!

Frank: “It was obvious, you’re a dog of all things.”

His favorite toy to chew on is either Wally’s slippers or his stuffed mouse

When he’s not in puppy regression, he can also (rarely) age regress to 5-10 yrs

The best big brother!!

If Wally and Barnaby regress together, he’s usually the one taking the reins and playing the “parent”

Occasionally he’ll snap out of regression if someone else is regressing while he is, just so he can help take care of them

He’s got older brother cg vibes, I swear

Julie 🌸

Surprisingly quiet when it comes to regression, but does it religiously

Usually down to toddler age, around 2-5 yrs

Has a MOUNTAIN of plushies, she practically sleeps in a big pile of them

There’s at least 7 separate hello kitty ones

She’s a big fan of cats in general, she’ll pretend that she has a pet kitty and use one of her plushies

Their name is Violet Twinkletoes :>>

Loves to do lil playdates with Frank and Wally, regressed or not

Tea parties ALL the time, it’s required

Loves to play big sister when others are regressed

Similarly to Barnaby, she’ll break out of regression if she notices others starting to go small, just so she can take care of them

She loves giving and getting lullabies

Pretty hard to get to sleep, she’ll probably just start jumping up and down on her bed before she tires herself out

Sally ☀️

Terrible twos, 2-4 yrs old

Princess regressor to a capital T

Super bossy, loud, loves to wear pretty dresses, just an all-around theater baby

Loves watching musical recordings, her favorite is Cats

“TOUUUUUCH MEEEEEE ITS SO EEEEAAAASSSY TO LEEEEEAVE MEEEEEEEEEEE”

Surprisingly easy to get to bed, she knows she needs the energy tomorrow for games so she just clocks out

Just don’t take away her tv, she can’t live without it

Her favorite show would definitely be My Little Pony, she loves the colors and the characters and how pretty everything is

She has a bunch of My Little Pony figurines in her drawers and on the floor

Very messy toddler too, but she’s willing to clean up when she needs to

It takes her a bit to notice if someone is feeling bad, but when she does she’s their BIGGEST support

Frank 🦋

The smartest baby, but also the grumpiest

Only regresses to deal with stress and anxiety, rarely regresses out of happiness

0-2 yrs, he’s so darn tiny!!

He loves being held, it’s usually his first request when he goes small

He also LIVES for bedtime stories, he always asks for one before bed

Sometimes he’ll sit on your lap and just start spouting facts about insects and butterflies, all with a slight lisp and everything

Knows a bunch of big boy words, but has trouble pronouncing it so he needs your help

Eddie it’s obv his main cg, but he’s also got Julie, Howdy, and Poppy

And Barnaby if he’s tiny enough

Doesn’t have many plushies but he does have a stuffed beetle named Skipper, he’s his best friend

Arguably the most talkative out of all the regressors, he’s always chatting

Eddie 💌

The most prominent flip of the neighborhood

He can go from baby to dad in an instant, he’s that quick to go big again

Has a pretty wide range of age when it comes to regressing, but usually stays in 1-4 yrs

Completely mute when he’s small, he’s either suckin on his paci or his thumb the entire time

Follows his cg like a baby duckling while little, sometimes holding their hand

It’s actually pretty easy to tell when he needs to go small; not talking as much, constantly following someone, probably fumbling with his hands, a lot more shy too

Frank takes care of him ofc, he’s the best dad

Frank would fuss over him a LOT, constantly checking for bruises and stuff, making sure he’s not sick

And he’s just sitting there like 👶

Eddie’s scared of the dark :((

It’s really easy to forget tho; he’ll say just about nothing the whole day, then you tuck him into bed and when you’re leaving you just hear him start crying and being all “hellpppp, don’t goooooo”

He’s stacked with night lights tho

He likes to put a plushy in front of the door, the closet, and underneath his bed so no monsters get him

I like to think that Frank is surprisingly strong for how lanky he is so he can carry is baby husband with little to no struggle

Eddie loves it

Howdy 🐛

Primarily a caregiver!!

Honestly would be such a good dad figure, he’s got four arms to carry four kids!

Would give silly lil nicknames for all the kiddos on the block; buddy, lil man, lil miss, sweetie, pumpkin, etc.

May not be the brightest caregiver but boy is he the sweetest

Would probably accidentally leave one of the kiddos on his back bc he’s got his hands full with the others, so they’re just hanging out behind him

The absolute best at pretend, he’s got stories and character roles all up his sleeves

Frank like to pretend that Howdy is turning into a butterfly, so he pretends he stays in a lil blanket cocoon and then emerges with these plastic butterfly wings on his back

It sends Frank into a frenzy every single time

If someone accidentally goes small at his Bugdega, he’ll drop everything and take them into the nearest bathroom so they can calm down and go small properly

He’ll also sneak a free treat in their pocket if they’re good, only if you’re good

Punishments are hard to give bc he’s pretty easily swayed, so he’ll probably just give you a slap on the wrist and scold you before sending you on your way

He loves his kids and he wants the best for them, he can’t stand to see them upset

Poppy 🐔

This one is the hardest to figure out bc there isn’t much to know about her, but I’ll do my best

TOP TIER MOM OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Also a default caregiver like Howdy, they are the ultimate parent duo

Always fussing over her kiddos, she’s got bandaids and Pepto Bismol in every corner of her house

She can be a bit stern when it comes to punishment, but she isn’t downright strict or mean

All she wants is for you to be careful

Her drawers are STACKED with toys, blankets, pacis, outfits, nappys, etc.

She always prepared when something is needed

She is the absolute best baker too; you’ll come to her house and it smells like freshly baked cookies

You can come into her kitchen to find a light snack, she’ll notice and make a whole meal

She’s also a lovely singer, so she’s perfect for lullabies

I like to imagine that if the kids are staying over at her house, they like to cuddle with her bc she’s a big ol bird

She’s got soft feathers!! She can’t help it!!

#I’m so hyperfixated on these silly lil puppets #gimme this ok?#gum headcanons #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home #wally darling #barnaby b beagle #julie joyful #sally starlet #frank frankly #eddie dear #howdy pillar #poppy partridge #agere positivity #agere headcanons #age regression #welcome home agere #gummunity posts

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arckiaym · 2 months

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"Viking? Mrx. Sizukie made breakfast." "..." "c'mon... It's eggs, you like those?"

"hey buddy," "go away legundo.." "I can't do that bud."

"did you get any sleep?" "...no" "yeah..uh. yeah, me neither."

"you neither?" "Yeah, I didn't realize how much I'd like. Like I started thinking, like, if I went by myself."

"and like, it was fine. I'm more efficient. I'm faster, I don't need to hunt as much. Honestly I might've already made it, probably. I'd definitely get in liss trouble, that's for sure."

"are you trying to make me feel worse??" "Haha, no, hold on."

"what I'm tryina say, is that I'd never-"

"-ever. Want to."

"hey guys? Everything ok in here? Eggs are getting cold."

"oh! Hehe, silly boys.."

"here lemme help. Momma's gotta do everything around here, huh?"

"how y'all aren't cold I'll never know. Hah..hybrids."

Mimirs. Eepy time.

In honor of pig!viking two releasing today I finished this up faster than I intended. The brain rot has me by the THROAT

Ok buckle up I have so much to say, ok

First of all, mrx sizukie, what kind of a name is that? The kind of name when you've been following a neon orange Suzuki down the freeway for like 4 hours. Also I like to imagine that pigs don't have Mr and Mrs but just, everyone uses mx and mrx because I think ? Idk they're not human why would they have human honorifics. I'm not calling ppl who use mx or mrx non human btw, u get what I mean

Second of all, eggs? Yeah, eggs. Baby zombie piglins spawn with chickens sometimes, so. So there ya go, they have chickens, idk man.

Third of all? I let them hug, that's right!! Hug it out you emotionally unavailable pig boys!! Comfort piglin head grab and bonk also both made an appearance, hope ur happy with that. I like to think that whenever piglins go to sleep their body temperature drops so that's why they sleep in piles, and is also why they got a lil blankie :)

Also I didn't talk about the backpack last time but they've got a notebook in there! (It's vikings, it's all his notes on how to be a pig. He's learning the language in there, his handwriting is terrible.)

Also when legs flops on the bed and traps vikings legs? Did anyone else's dad do this when there was a Talk to be had? Just like sit on ur feet so u can't escape? Well mine did so that's what that's about.

I made sure to add a lot of "like" and "yeah" cause if you've ever had a Conversation then u know that those nothing words are EVERYWHERE

But yeah, legs realizes how much he'd miss viking if he wasn't around and is like "aw balls this kid is my brother"

I was drawing the last panel, the shaded one, and I was like, "am I a furry artist?" So, let's all think about that for a sec. I mean like kinda, right?"

Hi @amberstormblade ily /platonic ur writing is my absolute favorite and part two is making my synapses FIRE

#legundo #dominion smp #viking pilot #wasting time tryina think of a fanart tag

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romanarose · 6 months

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If You Wanna Be Wild: Bonus Sick Fic

Santiago Garcia x Javier Pena

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Summary: Part of If You Wanna Be Wild, Santi is sick and Javi comes over to take care of him, both realizing something is brewing.

Warnings and content: PTSD (flashbacks), internalized homophobia but like. Its mild. Flashbacks to that one scene in Glee with Blaine and Tina and the vapo rub lololol

A/N: I know it's been a min since the last chapter and I promise it's coming but I thought I'd giving a lil bonus chapter. Takes place before chapter 3.

A/N 2: for those who aren’t boomers like me, MASH is a show from the 70’s about med soldiers in Korea. It was a comedy but also dealt with super heavy themes and makes me cry

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When Javier Peña waltzed into work at 8:23 AM, he was surprised to find Garcia was not at his desk. Santiago was always on time, and usually early, often staying late to make sure his paperwork was just right. Javi had once returned after realizing he forgot his wallet before the weekend only to drag Santi out of the DEA’s office practically pouting at nearly midnight.

So needless to say, Santiago being gone on a Monday morning was certainly enough to make Javier concerned enough to walk back up to the secretary. Maybe he had finally gone out and enjoyed his life a little on the weekend. The kid needed it, he needed to let off some steam, and a guy that looks like him certainly wouldn’t have any trouble finding a nice girl. Well. Javi hoped she was nice. Santiago would get eaten alive.

“Hola Colleen, ¿Has visto Garcia?” He asked, leaning over her desk.

She did not look up at him. “There’s at least 6 Garcia’s in this building.”

Javi cocked his head to the side. “Which Garcia do you think I’m talking about?” A rhetorical question. “He’s late.”

“What’s it to you? You're late every day, your little lap dog probably got stuck rescuing a kitten from a tree or something.”

He would waste time on something like that.

“Colleen”

She rolled her eyes. “He called in sick, Javi, now mind your business.”

“Sick?” How did he possibly get sick, the kid had the best immune system he knew. Didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, ate all his veggie’s off his plate like his mommy was still watching. “How sick.”

“I didn’t press for details. He never uses sick days so if he wants to play hooky for once it’s none of my business.”

“Thank you Colleen.” Javi smacked the desk, not hard at all. “This was very helpful.”

Javi waited until noon to call.

“Hola?”

“Garcia, where the hell are you?” He didn’t want to make it seem like he’d been asking about him, after all.

“Oh, hey Javi.” He sounded awful. “Lo siento, I thought they would have told you I was out sick.”

“Well, no one tells me shit around here, you know that.”

“Except for prostitutes.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Anyway, I’m going on break, want me to swing by and get you anything? Some food, medicine, blankies.”

“Oh, actually, there’s some paper work in my top drawer-”

“I’m not bringing you work, Pope! Jesus, were you the kid who had friends bring him his homework when he was home sick from school?”

Santiago coughed and his poor throat sounded so horse. “Well, if I had friends and if I took days off, I suppose I would’ve.”

“Jesus, Garcia.”

“I’m JOKING! But yeah it was my sister. Mamí would have my head if I fell behind.”

That kid was never going to be free of his mother. “Other than work, do you need anything?”

“No, I’m alright, thank you.”

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow? 8 O’clock?”

“I’ll see you when you walk in at 8:45”

“Shut the hell up.”

Javi was getting ready to leave work when he thought he might call Santi again to see if he needed anything on his way home. They didn’t live far, after all.

He called once, but the boy didn’t answer. He called again, no answer. When there wasn’t an answer a third time, Javier got concerned; he must be too sick to answer. Only stopping briefly at a corner store for some medicine, Javi rushed over to Santiago’s, banging on the door. “Garcia? Garcia!”

After a few minutes, Santi stumbled to open the door, looking groggy and messy and so unlike the boy he knew. Santiago shaved every morning, came to work crisp and put together. Right now, in a rumpled t shirt and shorts and a face that looked like he hadn’t shaved since Friday morning, Santi looked like an adorable disaster.

“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked, worry in his eyes.

What a guy. “Am I okay? Garcia I called you three times and you didn’t answer, you look like hell.”

“Oh.” Able to relax a bit, Santi’s shoulders slumped and he rubbed his eye as he coughed and looked at the bad in Javi’s hand. “What’s that?”

Javi glanced at the bag before returning his gaze back to the sick man. “I brought you some medicine. Thought you might need something.”

The smile Santi gave him made his heart leap. “Javi, I appreciate you worrying.”

“I wasn’t-”

“But I’ve had three of my tia’s stop by and baby me already.”

“Oh-”

Santi saw Javi’s slightly dejected look, and it made his heart swell just a bit to see that yeah, Javi was an asshole, but he was his asshole and Javi cared about him. Javi wanted to take care of him. “You know how to make soup?”

“I can try.”

“Good, because I’m starving.” Opening the door to let him in, Santi went back to his couch to watch M.A.S.H.

Javi set to work. “Jesus, Garcia, M.A.S.H? Didn’t you get enough of war?”

“They can’t show anything on TV worse than what I’ve actually seen.” He mumbled, cuddling up in a blanket again.

Javier often forgot that Santiago had a whole life before him, a whole life of seeing things Javi couldn’t protect him from. Occasionally, Santi would mention his friends from the Army, his special ops team he was a part of, but not much, and especially nothing with what happened or why he left. There was his best friend who was a pilot and a pair of brothers. The older brother had been honorably discharged recently with “post-vietnam syndrome” although they hadn’t really spent that much time in Vietnam, comparatively. Vietnam was just the thing that got people talking, finally. This only came up in concern for the young brother who without an older brother’s guidance was hard to reel in.

By the time the soup was done, Santi seemed asleep so Javi walked over to the couch quietly only to find Santi was awake, watching M.A.S.H with tears in his eyes. Javi looked to the TV and although he couldn’t pinpoint what was going on, the scene was somber. “Garcia?” He didn’t answer him. “Garcia, hey, Santi-” Javi touched his shoulder causing Santi to gasp out of his trance.

“Will?!” Santi jumped up, eyes wide with panic and hand going for his hip only to find no gun. No holder. No uniform…

“Hey, amigo, relaje, relaje… It’s okay.” He held up his hands to try and placate him. “It’s just me, you're safe, I’m not going to hurt you, Santi.”

When Santi realized it had happened again he quickly averted his eyes, subconsciously shifting away from his friend. “Fuck, sorry, I was… dreaming.”

Javi knew he wasn’t dreaming. He had been awake, clearly, but Javi didn’t question him. “Dreaming about how you got that scar on your neck?”

He knew him a little too well. That’s why Santi called out for Will, the voice he had heard before slipping into unconsciousness. Santi felt like he had been going crazy. It wasn’t as bad as it had been for Will; Santi could handle gunshots and cross fire and action. He could handle it well, he knew he was capable. It was other things, however, things like dead bodies or funerals that sent him into a haze. One funeral he went to when he looked in the casket he saw himself. He never told anyone and never went again. When he went to mass he prayed he would never have to go Frankie, Will, Benny, or Elena’s. He prayed he’d go first.

“No.” He took a few bites of soup, complimenting it.

Javi just nodded. “Alright.” Turning the TV to the Mary Tyler Moore show, Javi tried to change the subject to distract Santi. “Always thought she was hot.”

“Me too. Had a crush on her when she was on the Dick Van Dyke show.”

Javi chuckled. “Of course you did. Here.” He went and got the cough syrup and put it on a spoon. “Here.”

Like a child, Santi whined. “Asqueroso”

“Shut the hell up, I’m not Mary Poppins and I’m not giving you sugar to wash it down.”

“Fiiiiine.” Santi lifted is head enough that Javi could guid the spoon between his plush and waiting lips, eyes dropping in exhaustion and face flush with fever in a way that made Santi just look… fucked out.

No, fuck, shit, he’s not suppossed to be thinking those things about his partner, or men in general. Not that Javi had a problem with it, but he wasn’t gay. It was just his mind wandering, that’s all.

“Javi?” Santi mumbled half asleep.

“Hm?”

“There’s some vicks vapor rub on the counter, can you grab it for me?”

“Yeah, no problem.” When Javi returned with the rub, Santi was out cold. “Garcia?” He felt his forehead, he was burning up. Poor kid was probably exhausted. Sighing, he opened the vapor rub. With care and precision, Javi rubbed a bit on his neck and a little on his chest, only dipping slightly under the collar so as to not put his hand anywhere untoward. It wasn’t sexual, Santi just needed help. Digging through his medicine cabinet, Javi also found some peppermint and lavender oils and remembered what his own mother used to do when he was sick. A tiny bit of lavender under the nose and some peppermint on Santi’s temples, Javi hopped at the very least he could have a good sleep.

He deserved it, honestly. The young man worked hard, he cared about what he did and the people of Colombia. He was smart, capable, and kind, traits that Javi remembered liking so much in Steve. He was easy to like.

Settling into a chair nearby with some soup, Javier decided to stay for a little bit just in case Santi needed something or in case he got worse.

When Santi woke up a few hours later it had already gotten dark out and he had intended on moving to his bed. When he began to sit up, however, Santi saw Javier asleep on the chair. He must have stayed to keep an eye on him. Santi’s heart was full, overcome with emotion and affection for his partner in ways he can’t remember feeling since… well shit, Santi can’t remember feeling like this. He had friends he loved dearly, he loved his sister and his mother and all his extended family… but this felt… different. He couldn’t put his finger on it.

Standing up, Santi quietly used the bathroom and got another blanket from his room. Before laying down again, Santiago carefully laid the blanket over Javier, tucking him in.

“Buenas noches, amigo. Y gracias."

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Hope this was enough to tide y'all over!

I was writing the vapo rub scene and it was gonna be a lil more intimate but then I got trauma flashbacks to Glee and ina singing and... I said hmmmmmmmm nope lol

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bunniesnuggie · 2 years

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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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mooodyblue · 10 months

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How about caregiver Austin helping his little to regress?

i love cg!aus !!!!! my aus fics aren't doing as well as they used to but i'll always love writing for him <3 ty for the request!

wc: 637

you’d been dating austin for a year now, the two of you kept no secrets from each other. the moment you started dating, you opened up about your regression and austin was more than okay with being your caregiver. you were grateful for austin and he was happy that you were so open with him, but due to a toxic relationship that made you have to hide your regression in the first place, you still felt like you couldn't be little. not even around austin.

he knew when you were feeling overstimulated or on the verge of slipping; you'd only been little around him a handful of times but he still knew. you'd get quiet or begin to fidget with whatever you could get your hands on, sometimes biting your nails. he’d hold your hand instead, letting you squeeze as hard as you needed.

austin just wished you were more comfortable with slipping around him. he wanted to take care of you and let you feel free for a little awhile.

he came home to you taking your plushies out of the dryer, grinning at you. “bath day for the stuffies?”

your cheeks got warm, slightly embarrassed at austin catching you with plushies. you slept with one every night even with austin but still found yourself getting embarrassed whenever he caught you with one. “y-yeah.” you laughed softly.

“you haven’t gone down in awhile.” he stated, snaking his arms around your waist.

“i know.” you sighed. “i’m just…i can’t.”

austin hummed, turning you around so you'd face him. “what can i do to help?” he asked, rubbing his hands up and down your arms soothingly.

you shrugged, just the touch from your boyfriend making you feel all warm and fuzzy. he pressed his lips against your forehead, “cartoons? i could go for a lil’ bit of bluey right now.” he grinned.

“really?” your eyes lit up in surprise.

“go get yourself comfortable, baby. i’ll join you in a bit.” he gave you a soft pat on the back and went to fetch your little things.

there were things that you absolutely had to have when you were little, items that couldn’t be taken away if it came down to having to punish you for anything. your favorite blanket, the plushie austin bought you for your first anniversary and a rainbow colored teether. there were many other items that you loved dearly, but only a select few were your comfort items. he noticed how often you were biting at your nails recently and opted out on bringing your paci, he didn't need you ruining your teeth by chewing on it.

he filled your sippy cup with your favorite juice and your favorite snack from your little snack drawer, returning to you in the living room patiently waiting for austin’s return.

“alright. plushie, teether, blankie, sippy cup, snack….” he listed off as he placed everything out on the coffee table, handing you the blanket, plushie and sippy cup. “am i missin’ anything?”

“i think just one more thing….”

he raised an eyebrow, “what did i forget?”

“you!” you reached for him, patting the empty seat next to you.

“silly.” he chuckled, sitting next to you and pulling you on his lap. “my silly lil’ baby.” he cooed, giving your nose a small tap with his finger.

you giggled softly, burying your face in his neck. “daddy’s silly.”

his lips perked up at the nickname, well aware that you were little or close to it. “is that right?” he rubbed your back softly. “y’still love me though.”

you hugged the plushie tightly in your lap, “mmhm. love daddy lots.”

he placed a kiss to your temple, brushing your hair back. “bluey time?”

you situated yourself on his lap, getting comfortable and putting the blanket over the both of you. “bluey!”

#austin butler x reader #austin x reader

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sebsxphia · 11 months

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Regressing with preacher!rhett 🥹

You heard the rustle of Rhett’s keys as he came in the door.

“I got you some more ibuprofen lil lamb-” He paused. “What’s wrong, sweet girl?” Rhett knelt by your side of the worn out motel bed.

“Feelin’ little, dada.” You got out. Still hazy from your nap prior to this conversation. Rhett took in the sight before him. His sweet little lamb, all bundled up with their blankie and stuffie.

“Oh sweet baby,” Rhett brushed your baby hairs out that escaped your braids out of you face. “Don’t worry, daddy’s here.” Rhett kissed your forehead before he stood up and changed out of his dirty clothes. You felt the bed dip beside you as Rhett got under the covers with you.

“This alright, little one?” He snaked his arm around your body, his wrist adorned with the bracelet you’d made him a few weeks back. You’ve never seen him take it off. Rhett felt you nod against his chest as you both lay there and listen to the hum of the TV.

￫ a/n: you know how much i love this idea my love 🥹 headcanons for the ‘ptolemaea. | the verses.’ universe.

￫ c/w: heavy religious themes, age regression and preacher!rhett abbott.

Preacher Rhett knew of your age regression. You’d mentioned it to him within a confessional booth three weeks into the relationship you were slowly forming.

You admitted it within the confessional booth because it felt like a sin, but your Preacher was there to soothe your mind and assure you that it was in fact, okay.

When your Preacher came out of the confessional booth with you by his side, he was no longer your Preacher but Rhett. Rhett who wanted to learn more about it, what it meant to you and what you needed from him.

It had only happened on one occasion prior back in your town, but he noticed it happening more on your way out West, which he could understand why.

You had your small lamb stuffed animal which you retrieved quickly from your home when you left, and one other prized possession. A small knitted blanket that smelt like home.

Rhett quickly learned that these two items became essential to your age regression when you were on the road. They were the only two items you had to soothe yourself. Those, plus Rhett himself.

To entertain yourself on the road, there wasn’t much you could do. You and Rhett both had duffel bags with your clothing, but he wanted to get you something personal that you could carry around, with little things inside to entertain yourself.

Stopping off in one of the lonesome towns, he purchased a carry on size, leather satchel, backpack. The leather was worn, but it was decorated in intricate stitching and embroidery with an array of flowers and bugs. It had clearly been loved by a child, before it was handed off to the second hand store.

In tow, he got you a colouring book and brightly coloured pencils. The front of the colouring book was fading from the sunlight of being sat in the window for so long, but you were going to bring it back to life.

With what money he had stolen from the Church (and other passers by on the road), he had to be careful with how much he was spending, but Rhett couldn’t resist treating you to these final two items.

From a chain supermarket down the children’s aisle, he got you a set of two pacifiers and a sippy cup. Both were matching with little illustrated drawings of cowboys and farm animals.

In your backpack, you carried your beloved stuffed animal and blanket, your colouring book and pencils and lastly, your pacifiers and sippy cup. It was deemed as, “your little bag.”

When Rhett presented you with this gift, you squealed loudly and your eyes lit up with pure joy. As you repeated a heightened flurry of, “thank you, Dada!” his heart was fluttering in his own chest and swelling with love. He hadn’t seen you so happy for a long time.

Rhett had your colouring book and whatever was running on the Motel television at the time to keep you entertained.

If you were driving along and feeling little, Rhett could see when you’d start getting restless. If it was during the day, he would make the decision to stop off in the middle of nowhere and run around with his little lamb.

He would play tag and hide and seek. There was no one around for miles, and he loved hearing your sweet and carefree laugh run through the mountains and dust plains. He hadn’t heard you laugh and squeal with excitement like this, ever.

It would always tire you out enough that you would fall asleep with your head resting on his lap as he drove the truck the last couple of miles to the Motel. He’d park up, pay the fare for the night, and hoist you to his hip, carrying you gently to bed.

He would call you his, “sweet baby,” “sweet girl,” “little one” and his, “sweet little lamb.”

In turn you would call him, “Dada” which always tugged on his heart strings that you couldn’t quite muster out the full, “Daddy.”

He would let you nibble and babble on his fingertips when you weren’t feeling sleepy enough to have your pacifier just yet.

You both wore the bracelets you’d so lovingly made and Rhett never took his off. He wore it with pride. He wore it with love. To be your caregiver was the greatst gift from God.

#💌you’ve got mail #sunblchdfly <33 #rhett abbott #preacher!rhett abbott #sebs agere #rhett abbott x y/n #rhett abbott x you #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott fluff #rhett abbott imagine #rhett abbott drabble #rhett abbott series #rhett abbott x female reader #rhett abbott fanfiction #rhett abbott fic #outer range #lewis pullman

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agereoneshots · 6 months

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Lil Lloyd makes a blanket nest for everyone to sleep on?

Lloyd snuck into Jay's room and grabbed his weighted blanket. This was the last thing he needed for his plan! He turned around and ran right into Jay.

"What are you doing, Green Bean?"

"Nothing?"

"Lloyd."

"I was making a blankie nest."

"Oh?"

"Mmmhmm."

"....are you willing to share it?"

"Yeah!"

Zane walked into the living room and found a pile of blankets with Lloyd, Jay, Kai, and Cole all wrapped up inside.

"What are you doing?" Zane asked.

"It's got Jay's weighted blanket in it." Cole responded. Zane sighed and climbed in.

#age regression #agere #fandom agere #lego ninjago #kai smith #jay walker #zane julien #lloyd garmadon #cole brookstone

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years

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The First Meeting: A Barber Kids Drabble

Summary: BiBi and KitCat meet the twins for the first time. How will it go? Andy Barber x Black!Reader, Bianca Barber, Katrina Barber, Aurora Barber, A.J. Barber

Warnings: Cuteness, Fluff, Happy Big Sisters (we hope), Minors DNI

A/N: I’m sure some of you have been waiting for this one. Please let me know what you think. Part of Growing Pains. Written on my phone. All mistakes my own. Thanks for reading!

___

“Are you girls excited?” Andy asks as the four of you wait for the nurse to bring in the twins.

Bianca and Katrina shrug.

“You promise us bof’ lil’ sisters. An’ now ders a boy.” Your three-year-old grumbles.

Before you or Andy can respond, big sister steps in.

“Now, sissy,” she begins, wrapping an arm around her. “You promise to try. We dunno. Maybe A.J. is cute and we’ll like him.”

KitCat turns to face her sister. “Or he look like goblin.” She shudders.

The three of you roll your eyes.

“Here we are!” Nurse Ava and Barbara announce themselves as they bring in your twins.

“And I see the big sisters have come along too!” Says Ava. “Are you girls excited to meet your siblings?”

“Sure.” They both mutter. But while BiBi is looking very unsure, your other one has her nose crinkled up like she just smelled something bad.

“Okaaay. Well, let’s see. Bianca, right?”

She nods.

“Here is little Aurora Rose. Make sure you support the back of her head, yep, just like that. There we go. Isn’t she just beautiful?”

Your oldest daughter quietly stares down at little RoRo. After a moment, you hear a soft sniffle. And then another one.

“Hi there. I think I like you even though you no say nuthin’ yet. You’re pretty and stuff.” She presses a small kiss to her brow.

“And here you are, Katrina. Meet your handsome little brother A.J. - and remember what we told your sister. Make sure to support his little noggin. Good job.”

She stares down at the infant, her tiny lips puckered.

“Hello. You was suppos’ to be a lil’ girl. But you cute. For a boy. I bigger dan you, so you wisten to everyfing I say and we be all good.” KitCat kisses his little fist.

“Aren’t they adorable?” Both nurses, who were playing catcher, turn to look at you and Andy.

You both nod. This whole meeting was going better than you thought it would.

But when the adults aren’t looking, KitCat’s eyes narrow and an impish look takes over her features as she leans down to whisper:

“One wron’ move kid, and outside yous go. Already gots your blankie ready.”

“What’d you say honey?” Andy asks.

“Oh nuffin, Daddy.” KitCat smiles at him and bites her tongue. “A.J. okay, we keep.”

“For now.” She whispers down at him again.

END

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cognacdelights · 11 months

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can u make one where tilly is being super clingy to jj and when she sees her uncle b and auntie sarah she gets super shy but eventually asks to stay the night with them

so john b and sarah aren't together in this little universe anymore but i can do a lil headcanon thing for you!

little miss tilly has been stuck to jj like glue the entire day, wanting snuggles and wanting him to play with her... the poor man has spent most of his day wearing a tiara and a feather boa playing princess tea parties, she would only hold his hand when they went for a walk on the beach (obviously) and when she got tired of walking she made daddy pick her up and carry her home and when uncle john b and auntie madi come around that night she is still clinging onto jj! indie thinks that she might be getting sick...

so indie, jj, john b and madi are all in the living room watching a football game. john b and jj have opened a beer and indie and madi are sharing a bottle of wine between them. tilly is laid on jj, hiding her face in his neck and has been since john b arrived. john b keeps trying to get her to give him a hug but nope miss tilly is not having it, daddy only! she keeps peering out from jj over at john b and of course he keeps catching her, giving her a big smile and opening his arms up for her.

the last couple of times she's thought about it but ended up staying snuggled up with jj. then, she does it again. she catches uncle john b's eye and he says "come here you little monkey!" and opens his arms for her. tilly cautiously climbs down from jj's lap (teddy and blankie in hand and binkie in mouth) and head over to uncle john b. she climbs up onto his lap and snuggles in, playing with the corner of her blankie.

eventually, tilly sits up to look john b in the eye and mumbles something. he can't tell what she's saying because she's still got her binkie in her mouth so he gently pulls it out and says "what's up?" and tilly says again "seepover?" she gives him the biggest, sweetest angel eyes and he can't help but say yes and give in to her immediately.

there's no protests from indie or jj and 10 minutes later her bags is packed and they're practically shoving john b and madi out the door with her lol

#replies #the later years of indie routledge #jj maybank #outer banks #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x oc

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borathae · 16 days

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chapter 1

“Thank you good sir” i havent seen this in a serious manner in a long time, and laughed cuz it sounded like 1890s memes 😭 im sorry

pulls the door open with ease. NO WAY I PUSHED AN PULL DOOR BYE U DIDNT HAVE TO ATTACK SOME OF US LIKE THAT 😭 violence i will be meditating

ALSO IS IT TAE OR JIN AAH HOLD ON JOON IS TALL TOO maybe kook??

“I’ve been a student here for quite some time actually” this sits at the same table as "how long have you been 17? a while"

oh it was jooniebug WHY IS OUR PRESIDENT A DICK 😭😭

“At least I don’t look like a stoner from the seventies” JIN STOP, HOBI U LOOK AMAZING

funky what is funky why is funky when is funky where is funky how is funky who is funky

what is she studying to have history and human anatomy together?/srs. ooh literature with different stuff for minor

boi i havent heard the word coolio in a decade, the last time probably while reading ff in 2014

oh my god its the bad boy. is it yoongi? YES I WAS RIGHT

4 HOUR LECTURE ON ONE TOPIC?? BOI I WOULD HAVE DIED AND RESURRECTED IN THAT TIME. i have 2 hour lectures with 5 minute after an hour and its amazing

"No reason really”, *plays why u always lying meme

Hoseok agrees with a quirk of his perfectly styled eyebrow. YES HIS EYEBORWS ARE HOT AS FUCK

ofc kook is a sports major

rest of the Alpha dirt”, damn hoseok really got beef with them

status from royal blood? eww hoseok is slay for that *me acting like i wasnt being a thot while reading yoongi, tae, kook drabbles/oneshots

FUCK SOCIETY

“Dear lord, give me strength”, jin and joon with bangtan

JIMIN WTF U WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LIL FLUFF BEAN *bitch stop u knew how they were in the beninging(yes i misspelled for the meme) YES KICKING IN THE SHIN SUPREMACY

what is a hacky sack? i found out its a game? but what is he exactly studying lol?

also its the way she is making friends and talking to people LIKE SHE SPOKE WORDS YALL could never be me, sure i would have asked someone to help me to my classes but i wouldnt be talking after that, would have said im busy even though im not

if you would excuse me, but you’re quite weird, BYE IM LEAVING THE EARTH THIS IS THE 2ND TIME IM EMBARRASSED you can find me in 134340 business days, where i will be rotting under my blankie bye

“Perfect, now that everyone is welcomed accordingly. an example of when theater theaters in the most theater form

It leaves you wondering what he meant with that. u know what he meant by that, this is where you do the whole twilight thing

“I feel I just witnessed a man high on three different drugs theatre kids in a nutshell (apparently people on tumblr are either gay, english major or a theatre kid, and i sent the meme to my friends, guess what they said................... "looks like you fit all three category" our schools dont have it, but im apparently a theatre kid to them 😭)

WHY DOES THIS MAN WANT TO KILL ME SHUT UP I HATE YOU GO AWAY *gets closer again

How is he walking that quietly you walk with your entire feet, part by part, like in those "special" shoes ads, that helps in reducing sound. slow yet quick

“well, that is indeed a predicament.” oof so elegant, classy, AND RUDE (there 2seok, happy?)

your voice actually comes out squeaky. girl mine would have came quiet yet squeaky way before 😭

BABY CONNECT THE DOTS HOW DID THEY GET THAT FAST QUIETLY??

let’s get the 1860 one.” IS SHE THAT SPECIAL?? WHATS GOING ON AAAH

Seokjin actually answers him with a quiet “yeah!” OFC HE WOULD DO THAT

THEY GOT DEAD BODIES IN THE FREEZER

If you died here tonight EXACTLY U GONNA DIE BYE GIRL, YOU WILL (NOT) BE MISSED jk jk lol

ig kook is scared of girls *eww that was cringe bye Maybe he just needed to take a really urgent shit OH MY GOD PLS😭😭 this is going to stay in my mind forever, everytime i see him running im gonna think of this no doubt

“exactly, that is the reason. He is really shy.” aww such a shy lil bean OK BUT IK THATS NOT THE REASON *inserts suspicious hobi eyes

you must have the crispiest oxygen sounds like an indian water ad, that said "more of oxygen " Arrey yaar h2o water has not turned into h2o2 toxic hydrogen peroxide 😭

i love ur descriptions, they are very picturable and i love the vibes. it is soo good, i could smell the place? the seats, library, just the university smell, restaurant. it was great. i dont think my words do any justice lol

NO WAY I PUSHED AN PULL DOOR BYE U DIDNT HAVE TO ATTACK SOME OF US LIKE THAT 😭 violence i will be meditating

I think this is like a universal human experience to push a few pull doors lmaooa

ALSO IS IT TAE OR JIN AAH HOLD ON JOON IS TALL TOO maybe kook??

questions over question mhmhmmhm

oh it was jooniebug WHY IS OUR PRESIDENT A DICK 😭😭

QUESTIONS OVER QUESTIONS INDEED

what is she studying to have history and human anatomy together?/srs. ooh literature with different stuff for minor

honestly? i gotta be honest with you, don't think too deeply about the logistics of her studies. i chose her courses for the sake of plot and nothing else LMAOAO

boi i havent heard the word coolio in a decade, the last time probably while reading ff in 2014

coolio still slaps like 10/10 word (also you see how I made them using "outdated" words wink wink almost as if they were from a different time wink wink)

oh my god its the bad boy. is it yoongi? YES I WAS RIGHT

BADBOY YOONGI AWOO

Hoseok agrees with a quirk of his perfectly styled eyebrow. YES HIS EYEBORWS ARE HOT AS FUCK

THEY ARE THANK YOU FOR SAYING THAT

ofc kook is a sports major

djjfja thinking back, it makes no sense for him to also study JFJDAFJ (you'll understand it later fasdjfj)

JIMIN WTF U WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LIL FLUFF BEAN *bitch stop u knew how they were in the beninging(yes i misspelled for the meme) YES KICKING IN THE SHIN SUPREMACY

HAHHHAHAH he may have tricked you fadjfjas

what is a hacky sack? i found out its a game? but what is he exactly studying lol?

yes it's a game fakdsfka in theory he studies dance PLEASE don't think too much about the logistic I literally just went with vibes

i get both sides like i would want to make friends but would be too scared that they would hate me FADJFJ if people like 2seok talked to me though? helloooooo :)

if you would excuse me, but you’re quite weird, BYE IM LEAVING THE EARTH THIS IS THE 2ND TIME IM EMBARRASSED you can find me in 134340 business days, where i will be rotting under my blankie bye

hahahahhaha this part is actually so embarassing bHAHAHHAHAHAH

i don't get the hate on theater kids, all I see is people who don't fit into the "societal norm" and are therefore labelled as weird losers. we don't have stuff like "theater kid" or "sports kid" in Austria either becuse school is solely there to study not to offer clubs but I still never understood the weird hatered some clubs get in America jfdjfa

THEY GOT DEAD BODIES IN THE FREEZER

👀👀👀👀

as for now it seems like he is ooooh 👀

“exactly, that is the reason. He is really shy.” aww such a shy lil bean OK BUT IK THATS NOT THE REASON *inserts suspicious hobi eyes

SUSPICIOUS INDEED MHHHHM

OMGG THANK YOU!! gosh this is actually such a big compliment :( I'm so happy to know that I managed to really make you exprience the place gaaah thank you for this review heheh 💜💜

#asks: sanguis alpha #asks #minusback #tw: long post

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🐻The Bear Necessities🐻

(@pillowcolorsstuff request: hello do you accept requests if yes could you make a vincent sinclair and lester sinclair babysitter while daddy bo takes care of some things and while they are taking care of her it comes time for her to take a nap in the afternoon but she is without her paci and without her little blanket and is crying because she is very tired but then they call daddy and he solved it by bringing her paci and her blanket (feel free to refuse this request))

(Authors note: Hey! Hope you like this! Also for the record, I did make the items bear themed purely for the title pun.)

[TW: kinda mean Bo but not really, mild swearing, mentions of victims]

Cg!Bo x little!Reader, ft! Cg!Lester and Cg!Vincent

The aftermath of today's "Tourist Visit" left a lot of pieces for the living residents of Ambrose to pick up.

A long "fight" with a rather destructive victim left the auto shop completely trashed, and had Bo groaning at the long day of cleanup ahead of him.

Knowing today's events must have left you pretty small, he asked Lester and Vincent for one or both of them to watch you and help you get to bed. The two were happy to help and they did.

You were played with some figurines that Vinny had made for you and watched cartoons on the house's TV. (They even let you stay up a little later than usual!)

Unfortunately naptime is where things went south here. They had you in your jammies and you're sippy ready with cold water.

The only thing left is to find your two most loved babie items, your blankie and paci! Ya know! The ones you literally can't sleep without! Only one problem. They were not in their usual place.

The mood in the room immediately switched as tears began to form in your eyes as you tugged on Vinny's sweater.

Placing his hand over yours and nodding towards Lester they started to look and the longer they did, the harder it was to keep your composure. I mean, you were already so small and tired!

The two items were nowhere to be seen, and even the two men began to get annoyed at the lack of results. This only served to make you cry harder thinking it was your fault for losing them..

Vincent held you as you clung to his sweater listening to his quiet shushing. Lester wracked his brain trying to think of any places the two comfort objects could be, and it hit him, Bo's truck.

Sighing Lester rung up Bo who, sounded out of breath and irritated, "I'm almost done here, the fuck you want?"

"Uhh.. The baby kit is missin and I got a feelin it's with you, d'ya mind checking in your truck for em?", Oh you're lucky he's infatuated with you, and that you're cute. If this were anyone else, Bo would have cussed them out and sent them running; but he'd do anything for you. Bo is completely wrapped around your finger and he knows it.

He looked on the passenger side of the truck and sure enough, on the ground was a bear printed blanket and a 'Winnie the Pooh' paci. Sighing in exasperation he looked around the shop and saw that the worst part of his job was over with anyway and might as well just finish up later and recoup with you.

He closed everything up, deciding to just fix up the odds and ends later. Starting up the truck he began the short journey back to his home.

As he walked up to his front door, he saw your lil head peeking out of the window. You'd clearly been crying and you looked as tired as he felt.

The moment he opened the door you wrapped yourself around him, barely even noticing the objects in his hands.

He scooped you up and thanked his brothers for their help as he headed to his room, arms full. "Dang darlin, it's like you don' even care about the damn paci!"

Bo knew that came out meaner than he meant it, damn today whooped his butt.. You didn't seem to hear it or care thankfully. You just shot your head up to see the pacifier in the hand that wasn't holding you.

Bo obliged and slipped it in your mouth as you two finally reached his room. He set you down on the bed and tucked you in, watching you rub your cheek against the soft fabric of your blankie.

Bo kissed your forehead, telling you he would be back shortly. Taking a much needed shower and changing to new clothes, Bo re-entered the bedroom where he saw you peacefully snoozing away.

Smiling, he slipped in behind you under the covers and surrounded you in his arms as he drifted off to sleep while you happily snuggled into his embrace.

#agere caregiver #little!reader #agere little #agere slasher #bo sinclair x little! reader

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