#agere fanfiction
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I have a request to have cg! Peter Parker x little! reader.
Reader had a ton to do at school (homework, tests, projects, etc) and had to stay big all week. They want to regress, but they don’t to keep Peter away from going on patrol so they try to stay big and they think Peter won’t notice. However, Peter notices.
Reader can be fem or gender neutral.
(I don’t know if that’s a good request, I just don’t see a lot with cg! peter parker 😭)
CG-Senses
CG!Peter Parker x GNLittle!Reader
Rating: Gen
Summary: Reader is overwhelmed with homework and trying to stay big, but it makes them grumpy so a tired Caregiver!Peter stays home with them.
Word Count: 448
Warnings: Reader is grumpy and may come off as rude/sarcastic
A/N: This is such a cute concept and a very sweet prompt! CG!Peter Parker was fun to write and I'd love to do more with him if you have more ideas because idk if I did the dynamic justice in this short little oneshot.
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“Hey,” Peter shut the door behind him. “I brought you some Mexican food from that place down the street?”
“Yeah, thanks, just set it down there,” you said.
He did as you asked but then paused before walking into his room. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Why? Are your ‘spidey-senses’ tingling?” you asked sarcastically.
Peter stopped putting on his suit and poked his head out the bedroom door to shoot you a look.
Immediately, it almost made you crack. You drew in a breath a little quicker than you meant to and turned back to your homework.
Then he softened. “I can hang out tonight if you want. I don’t need to go out…” he hinted.
“I have homework,” you said.
He leaned over your shoulder to take a look. “Do you want help with it? We can knock it out pretty quick--”
“No! Go!” you said. “Go be spiderman!” you whined.
“I don’t need to tonight. I can be here for you.”
“I’m a big kid!” you whined, starting to cry. Why was he staying here?! You had homework!
“I know, it was a big week for you. It’s okay. C’mon, come to daddy, I’ve got you.”
You hesitated to stand up but when you did, you couldn’t help but fall into his arms.
“Yeah, I’ve got you. See? Not so bad.”
“I have homework,” you whined.
“I know, but I need you to eat and then we’ll do homework, okay?”
“You gotta work!”
He shushed you and brought your crown up to his chin, resting his head atop yours.
“I don’t have to patrol tonight. I have a baby to take care of.”
“...Is it me?” you asked.
He looked down at you and smiled. “Of course it’s you.” He paused for a moment. “And do you want to know a secret?”
You nodded curiously.
“I’m tired, too.”
He helped you eat and you worked through your homework together before you could really regress. He turned on the tv for you and was laying out all your toys as you put on your kitten pajamas-- the one-piece with the hood and little orange cat face.
There, you crawled into his lap as he sat on the floor with you, playing with your toys, crashing toy trucks together and having your action figures save the planet.
You turned to hand one to him, but that’s when you noticed he was asleep. Back pressed up against the couch, he had gone night-night before you! He was always out so late that that almost never happened!
You turned the tv off, and then the lights, and curled up next to him. A long rest was really what you both needed
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Agere/petre archieve promo post!!
Hi! Thought it was a good time to do one of these! So, if you don't know, this is The Regression Library! Here, we reblog and boost lovely age and pet regression related works such as fiction, headcanons, moodboards, audio recordings- anything!
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hey all! so you know how there's like inktober and like a thousand more october drawing/writing/crafting/etc challenges? well, i couldn't find any agere ones! so, i made my own ageretober! :) i wanted to share it in case anyone wanted to do these prompts with me so here you go!
the list is also under the cut! happy writing!
Pumpkins
Fireplace
Decorating
Blackout
Injured
Scary movies
Stimming
Magic
Skeleton
Leaves
Comfy
Ghost
Bedtime
Pranks
Spiders
Sick
Spice
Vampire
Uh-Oh!
Candy
Family
Angel/Demon
Potion
Hungry
Werewolf
Sweater
Rainy day
Pet names
Nightlight
Bite
Halloween
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For your one word challenge:
Napping?
(Idk I'm a sucker for the sleepiness)
Here's a teensy Miles with his mommy ♡ AU/future where his parents know he's spiderman. note: I'm bad at spanish, sorry! Translations are supposed to be "always my little student" and "this kid".
“Miles, baby, I think you need a nap.”
Rio looked at her exhausted son, practically falling asleep on his chem homework. He was on a school break, but there were no breaks for spiderman. With two villains this week, he was more than a little tired, but there was still work to be completed. Since finding out he was spiderman, his parents have been a little more lenient on his grades. He still didn’t want to fall behind thought. Siempre mi pequeño estudiante, Rio thought fondly. She put a gentle hand on his back. He pouted and rubbed his eyes.
“Mami I’m fine, really,” he mumbled.
“Mmm,” Rio hummed, “ok, ok, but let mami help,” Rio sat down, looking over his papers.
She pulled her chair a little closer, and he rested his head on her shoulder. His dreary eyes were almost shutting on their own. She smiled. Este niño. She started to edit his homework but made no move to scooch him off, speaking softly and calmly to lull him to sleep. Her evil plan was working, Miles drifting in and out of consciousness, his head getting heavier on her shoulder. She kissed him on the temple.
“Mimi time, papi.”
“Mimi…” Miles mumbled.
She put an arm around her son and helped him up, leading him back to his room. He collapsed onto his bed and curled up into his usual sleeping position. Rio chuckled, and pulled up the blanket to keep her baby warm.
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Can I request a baby little kawaii/cutecore autistic reader x cg lucifer please
Can you make it where Lucifer is working while reader is playing in their play pin in his office but they start getting sensory overload
Absolutely, I can! The kawaii/cutecore stuff might not come out as much and I'm not quite sure how much of autistic is in there too when looking back at it, but the sensory overload is definitely there. Hope you enjoy! ^^ (Btw I'm glad you're back, I missed you even though we don't write with each other)
Word Count: ~720
Warning(s): sensory overload, crying, Lucifer sighing quite a lot, little gear (pacifier, play mat, blanket, sensory cube or whatever you call it), pet names (darling, little dove), I don’t like the ending :’)
It was quiet in the office. Well, quiet apart from the occasional jingle of MC’s soft cube as they played. Lucifer was working at his desk, like always. He made sure to keep an eye on them though, looking up from those annoying papers every once in a while to watch them playing on their mat with a small smile before focusing back on those papers. They looked too cute, sucking on their pacifier and playing on the mat, to keep focusing on his work as he chuckled under his breath and stood up.
Just as he made his way towards them on the floor a loud scream echoed outside on the hallway as the thumping sounds of running followed. Lucifer sighed. Levi and Mammon again. Although his annoyance was replaced with worry once he kneeled down in front of MC and saw their scared wide eyes.
“Hey. Darling?”, the demon softly asked in a worried tone as he saw the tears forming in the human’s eyes. He quickly opened his arms, ready to pull them into a hug if they wanted it.
Unfortunately, that seemed to backfire. Instead of crawling to him, MC crawled away while the tears started falling down. That made the Avatar of Pride panic slightly, but he tried to not let it show.
“Shh, shh, my little dove. Everything is alright. It was just Mammon and Levi with their usual shenanigans. It’s fine now. You’re okay.” Those words didn’t help MC to calm down though. They were too overwhelmed now, Levi and Mammon’s usual troublemakings seemingly having been the last straw.
The Avatar of Pride sighed again as he got up. He started gathering the pink headphones and MC’s fluffy comfort blanket with cute little bunnies on it as the poor human cried. Their pacifier had long fallen out of their mouth, so their cries were even more painful to the demon caring for them.
He slowly kneeled back down opposite them, making sure to keep distance, so he wouldn’t make them cry even more. He still achieved that. Obviously on accident.
The demon only tried to wrap their blankie around their shoulders, he didn’t know that was too much right now! Lucifer continued to hush them quietly with a worried expression as he put the blanket in front of them, letting them choose to just take it themselves if they wanted it. He did the same with the headphones and their cute pacifier, lying them on top of the blanket.
MC whimpered quietly as they tried to stop themselves from sobbing out loud. But it was hard in their regressed state! Lucifer sighed again in worry as he tried to remind them that crying was nothing to be ashamed about and it was good to let it out. The regressed sorcerer only nodded briefly as they wiped their eyes with their sleeves while the red-eyed demon was turning their headphones on, connecting them to his D.D.D.
After that he slowly offered the human their headphones — letting them reach for the headphones themselves rather than just putting them on their head. MC sniffled quietly as they clumsily reached out and tried to put their headphones on, but they only cried more when that didn’t work. Lucifer helped them slowly adjust the headphones, not wanting to startle them and make them cry even harder as they already did.
While the demon was working on the headphones, MC grabbed their pacifier from the blanket and put it in their mouth once more, quietly sucking on it as they sniffled here and there.
Only when their favourite music started playing and successfully drowned out the rest, did MC calm down. They were quietly fumbling with their blanket in front of them as Lucifer sighed in relief. He decided to disregard his work for now and kept close to them, just in case they needed something, while he was also making sure not to touch them.
However, he gladly took them into his arms when they crawled towards him. He let the human seek his comfort as he slowly rocked them back and forth and wrapped them up in their soft blanket, kissing their forehead gently. Lucifer kept MC in his arms and rocked them until eventually they fell asleep in his lap and put them to bed.
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Sweet Little Trickster
Summary: A little story about a sleepy regressor!reader (they/them) being carried upstairs and tucked in by Fred and George
Fandom: Harry Potter
Words: 650
Content warnings: Reader uses they/them pronouns, nicknames used: kiddo, little tyke.
“Pssst, kiddo.”
The words make it through your sleepy head but aren’t enough to pull you into full awareness. You can feel something soft under your fingers: the familiar texture of your favourite stuffed animal, held against your chest. Your body is twisted into a bit of an uncomfortable shape, but you’re so warm and cozy that you don’t feel like moving.
“They’re definitely asleep,” says a familiar voice. You can hear the smile in their voice and it makes you happy, even drifting between sleep and consciousness.
“We should bring them to bed,” whispers a voice from the other side of you.
“Look at them, though,” the first voice says, and there’s a gentle hand touching the top of your head, just barely felt through your hair. “They’re proper conked out.”
“I’ll carry them,” the other replies. “C’mon, we won’t disturb them.”
Their voices have woken you up properly, but you keep your eyes closed and your breathing even. You want to know how they’re going to handle this. You recognize the voices as Fred and George: the memories of the evening are blurry, but you were having regression time with the two of them. You remember about half of a fairy tale, read by George with extra dramatic voices from Fred. You must have fallen asleep partway through.
“Alright, let me help.”
There was a muttered charm and you could feel your body get lighter, the strange part-weightlessness that came with a levitation charm. You had thought you had been leaning against the couch, but as it started to move behind you, you realized that it was one of the twins. He wrapped his arms around you, picking you up without any effort now that the levitation charm was helping.
The other twin laughed quietly, and you could feel a hand fixing your hair.
“Little tyke,” he whispered, fond. “Let’s head up to bed.” That was Fred, then, and George was the one carrying you. Only Fred used that nickname for you.
You let yourself rest, somewhere between floating and being carried, doing your best to pretend to be asleep as George carried you upstairs. You could hear Fred on the stairs behind you, close enough to maintain the charm.
Your stuffed animal almost fell to the side, and you forced yourself not to grab it. Thankfully, Fred darted forwards and resettled it onto your chest.
“Thanks,” George whispered, bumping his shoulder into his twin and jostling you slightly.
“Oi, careful,” Fred said, moving out of range. “You’ll wake them.”
“I won’t!”
“Shhhh!”
You heard George scoff, and then there was the creak of a door and George crossed a room, lying you down on a soft bed. You let your limbs settle where you were dropped, unable to stop the smile on your face as you felt the pillow beneath your head.
A hand on your forehead, and one of them pulled the blankets up and over you, enveloping you in soft warmth.
“Sleep well,” one of the twins whispered, retreating towards the doorway.
The other one leaned over the bed, you could feel his weight pushing the mattress down as he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead where your hair had been smoothed back.
“Sweet dreams, kiddo,” George whispered. “You’re very cute when you pretend to sleep.”
He was walking away from the bed before you could process his words, but you grinned as the door closed, rolling over to scoop your stuffed animal into a more comfortable position. Of course the twins had known.
Still, they had carried you gently, with whispers and careful hands. Settled you into bed, sure to keep your stuffed animal in your arms.
You squeezed that stuffed animal, rubbing your cheek against its fur.
You loved them so much. They were so good to you.
Those thoughts were the ones that followed you into sleep, giving all of your dreams warmth.
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coffee & cuddles || cg! harvey x little!male! reader
a/c: requested by the lovely @rileys-castle, thank you for giving me permission to post this fic; i hope you enjoy it my friend ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
reader is referred to as: sweetheart, pup/puppy, good boy, little one, baby
content warning: mentions of illness and chronic pain ((stay safe little firelights, you can always come back to this when you're ready))
Harvey's hand was warm yet firm against the layers of blankets that swaddled you. He gently moved it, side to side against your shoulder to not startle you awake. "Sweetheart, please wake up. It's time for another assessment." His voice was gravelly and moved in ebbs like the rumbling of a storm. You turned over slowly in your body's best effort to respond to your papa's request. Harvey gently leaned over, the bed creaking beneath his weight as he placed a hand against your forehead to brush away the loose strands of hair. Upon seeing your pained expression his mustache drooped with an exasperated sigh. "Hm.. Let me see what I can do pup."
After a few minutes, the clicking sound of the medicine bottle's cap instinctively released a pained whine from you in resistance, pushing at your caregiver's hip weakly. "I know puppy. I know. But this will help you feel much better, I promise." Harvey chuckled, methodically shaking the rounded brick-red pills into his right hand. Placing them in your hand he sat you upright while humming and bopping his head to a peculiar tune. Your eyes drew up to the skylight above your bed, the surrounding frame hung an assortment of wooden model planes that the older man loved to collect in his spare time. That is when he had the time to focus on his passions in the first place. "Don't take these just yet. I have breakfast waiting for you in the kitchen. I'll bring it to you, so be a good boy and wait for me." Nodding, you watched Harvey scurry out to the hallway with great effort.
The breakfast spread consisted of each of your daily food groups, lovingly placed in the shape of a smiley face. At the far corner of the tray sat a small plastic cerulean vase, a vibrant dandelion sat with petals outstretched towards you. Suddenly, Harvey appeared in a tumbling flash, armfuls of pillows and blankets spilling from the tips of his grasp as the whole lot came crashing down onto the edge of the bed.
A brief minute went by as the two of you took in the scene around him. The older gentleman lifted himself from the floor with a groan and re-adjusted his tousled hair, glasses, and wool tie. "Ah... sorry about that! Thought it'd be nice for you to have breakfast cuddled up with something soft, and it's about time I refreshed your old pillows." He watched you roll your eyes playfully, patting the empty spot of the bed next to you.
As he approached, he placed another hand on your back to lean you closer to his chest. Too caught up in the act of adjusting the pillows and blankets to notice his tired features, clearly visible they seemed to match your own. “Would you like your heating pad, baby?” he asked. You nodded but then cleared your throat to ask for his affection in return. “Can we cuddle, papa? You look tired too.” He smiled and cupped your face, rubbing the side of your cheek with his thumb as his eyes gleamed with affection. “One heating pad coming right up.”
You could hear the sounds of light whistling from the kitchen to fill the gaps of silence as you ate your meal, and the image of Harvey swaying gleefully to his tune warmed your cheeks. With the wafting smell of brewed coffee warming the air, you closed your eyes, full and satisfied, and waited for the pills to kick in as stuffies were held close to your chest. Harvey would soon walk into the scene, his eyes softening to the sight of you with arms outstretched towards him in anticipation. Undressing his coat he tossed it over the chair's crest rail, quickly casting aside his triple-shot espresso on its seat in favor of cuddling his little one. "Got room for one more?"
He cautiously moved to your side, relocating the tray to the floor to hold his boy close to him. He couldn’t wait a minute more, bringing you in he could feel your warmth against him. If it weren’t for his unyielding dedication to assuring the health of the other villagers in town he’d have taken the day off just to sit with you a minute longer. You snuggled in with glee, taking in the feeling of his chest against your ear, each of his deep breaths a rhythmic hymn. "Before my next appointment, I think you'd be happy to know that Elliot will be over in about an hour to look after you while I'm out." He could hardly contain his pleased smirk as he looked down at you.
You practically leaped from his grasp with a vibrant shuffle out of the bed. It had been so long since you'd last had a playdate with the extravagant novelist, and there were so many new things you wanted to do and show him. The wooden drawers would not be able to hold you back from prying them open with a collection of crayons and papers ready for your taking. Harvey would let a satisfied chuckle at your eager response, quickly pulling you into a hug from behind. With a relieved sigh, you could feel his shoulders relax and his breath tickled your cheeks. Placing a quick kiss on your temple he rested his head against your shoulder. "I'm glad to see you're already feeling better puppy. Being your papa is the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I'll do everything I can to keep you safe and healthy."
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.𖥔 ݁☀️ Sleeping in sunlight ₊˚𓂃・₊ ⊹
pairing : gn ! caregiver x regressed gn ! reader
summary : reader is sick and their caregiver looks after them, fluff
word count : < 520 · short
warnings : regressed and sick reader, headache and fever, reader falls asleep on cg, nickname bubs used
a / n : first fic ever, haven't written any stories in a long time, so this is for practice - fic moodboard x
Your body was so cold.
So, so cold.
A stark contrast to the unwanted heat on your forehead caused by a fever. It was hard for you to handle quite a few things when regressed, and especially now when you could barely concentrate with a blaring headache.
Sitting on your ivory circle carpet, you thought about how much you wanted your carer to be there with you. You wanted them here, and now.
Although you felt unwell, the sun peeked over at you, giving you some warmth. A soft wind drew in from the window. The whole room was bathed in sunlight, and a wave of calmness washed overhead. Even if no one was here right now, the sun would watch over you.
You called out for the person who would always look after you, but the hoarseness in your voice made your efforts futile, as expected. But a clack of the door handle proved you otherwise.
"Hey, you alright bubs? I heard you call me, but your voice didn't sound like you were well."
"They came..." you thought in a mental sigh in relief. "Mhm, I don't feel good..."
"What's happening?" They rested their hand on your forehead, and obviously tried to hide their worry with a warm smile as they pulled their hand back.
"It's a fever... well how about some water and a blanket? I can get the warmest and largest one if you'd like."
You nod, and less than thirty seconds later, your carer walks back in with your favourite cup half filled and the softest blanket in the house.
"I didn't want to get water too warm, and cold would probably make you feel worse, so I got room temperature...ish. Is that ok?"
Their face instantly turned calm as your smile in response had clearly put them at ease.
As your eyes drifted to the curtains swaying to and fro, so did theirs.
"Hey, why is the window open?" they asked. "The sunlight is coming through, isn't it beautiful?"
In one swift motion, the window was now closed.
Before you could even think to speak, they put the cup onto the bedside table nearby, and plopped down right next to you. The blanket wisked through the air and landed gracefully over both of you. The light glaring through the window had turned it a pastel yellow.
"Want me to hold onto you? Cuddles could-"
You rest your head on their arm, your body now feeling warm and fuzzy thanks to the blanket's fluffiness, allowing a yawn to slip out.
Everything felt so, so, peaceful. Your headache had lowered, and now it was quiet enough to hear your own heartbeat.
"Ah, so I take that as a yes." They laughed. Your carer always knew what you wanted, but nevertheless asked just to make sure you were comfortable. It was always the little things that stuck out to you.
The sky was a golden yellow, and it felt like the sun was singing you a lullaby.
Slowly your eyelids felt heavier by the minute, and after ten had passed, you had successfully made your caregiver's arm a sleeping pillow.
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It’s Raining, It’s Pouring
CG! Ragatha and Regressor! Jax 🍼
Plot: Jax gets scared by a thunderstorm and Mama Ragatha helps him calm down, along with Kinger.
Request by @Traffic_Cam on AO3
It was raining. It was pouring. It was thundering and storming. Jax was afraid of thunderstorms, especially when he regressed. Today was a very bad day for the rabbit to be little. He was hiding in his room to avoid the loud, boisterous thunder and bright, flashing lightning. Suddenly, the lights went out. Jax immediately quivered in terror and hid behind his box of toys. The dark always made things like thunderstorms a lot more scary.
A knock was then heard at Jax’s door.
“Jax? Jax, are you okay?” Ragatha asked from the other side of the door.
“M… M-Mama?” Jax stuttered.
“Can I come in?”
“Y-yes.”
Ragatha opened the door and saw that Jax was nowhere to be found. She then heard whimpering behind the toy box.
“Jax, can you come out from your hiding spot?” Ragatha asked.
“No,” Jax shook his head.
“Why not?”
Thunder then crashed, causing Jax to curl up into a ball and start sobbing.
Ragatha walked over to Jax and sat next to him.
The rabbit tearfully wrapped his arms around Ragatha.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m here,” Ragatha comforted as she hugged Jax back. She pulled a pacifier out of a bag that she brought with her and popped it into his mouth.
“It’s loud…” Jax whimpered as he suckled on the pacifier. “And dark…”
“I know, sweetie. I hate that it’s loud and dark, too,” Ragatha empathized as she pulled out a bag that she brought with her. “I’ve got something to help you.”
Ragatha pulled out a pair of noise-proof headphones and placed them over Jax’s ears. She then pulled out a star projector and turned it on.
Jax sniffled as he watched the stars brighten up the dark room.
“Stars pretty,” Jax said, his words muffled behind the pacifier.
“Yeah, the stars are pretty,” Ragatha smiled.
“Thunder not loud anymore. Thank you, Mama.”
“You’re welcome. Kinger made a pillow fort and he invited everyone to join him to wait out the storm. You want to go to his fort?”
Jax looked at the star projector and asked, “Can the stars come with us, Mama?”
“Of course they can,” Ragatha nodded as she stood up and picked Jax up. “Come on, let’s go.”
The rag doll carried Jax out of his room while he held onto the star projector.
Ragatha knocked on Kinger’s door as Jax continued being mesmerized by the peaceful changing colors and soft light of the projector.
Thunder crashed again, causing Jax to yelp. Even if it wasn’t loud due to the headphones, the thunder still scared the poor rabbit. He hid his face on Ragatha’s shoulder.
“It’s okay. You’re fine, sweetie. Mama’s got you,” Ragatha cooed as she bounced the rabbit and rubbed his back. “The thunder won’t hurt you, I promise.”
Kinger opened the door.
“Oh, hey, Ragatha and Jax,” Kinger greeted.
“Hey, Kinger, thanks for letting us come to your fort. Poor Jax is a bit frightened by the storm,” Ragatha said.
“Of course! Please come in.”
After Ragatha walked into Kinger’s pillow fort, Jax looked up at the rag doll with a pout on his face.
“No scared… ‘m big boy,” Jax grumbled.
“It’s okay to be scared, Jax. Everyone does at some points in their lives. That doesn’t make you any less of a big boy,” Ragatha reassured.
“It doesn’t?”
“Absolutely not.”
Ragatha kissed Jax’s forehead and rubbed his back.
“Do you want to put down the star projector so the fort will be nice and bright?” Ragatha suggested.
Jax nodded as he set the projector on the floor.
Kinger entered the fort with some books about insects.
Jax yawned and rested his head on Ragatha’s shoulder. He closed his eyes and fell asleep as the royal chess piece read from his books.
Ragatha smiled as she looked down at Jax. She was glad that Jax was finally feeling calm in the midst of the treacherous thunderstorm that was happening outside.
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Colonel Horsey
Little! Ken
Word count: 243
A/N: based on the last prompt on this post Littles who have a comfort item as a caregiver.
Ken places the floppy horse plush on his bed, facing away from him.
“Okay Colonel Horsey, I took a bath and brushed my teeths-“
Ken paused for a moment, waiting for a response from the stuffed horse.
A beat of silence
“Of course I wash behind my ears, Colonel Horsey!” Ken said defensively.
The plush seems to stares, questioning the boy.
“I only forget one time - okay more like 10- but I did this time for reals” Ken pouted.
The horse stays silent
Ken huffed, he didn’t know what pajamas to pick.
“Colonel horsey, I need help.”
Ken turned the horse around and places two pajamas sets on the bed in front of him.
“Which one, colonel?”
The plushie sat and sat and sat until by some miracle (a well-timed gust of wind) the horse flopped on a blue pajama shirt. It was covered in puppy dogs as construction workers with the print ‘building is ruff work’
“Good choice, Horsey!”
Ken quickly puts on the pj set and grabs horsey to bring him in the kitchen.
Ken had Horsey ‘help’ make a bottle of warm milk and poured a sippy cup with water to put at his bedside.
Ken went back to his bedroom and set his bottle and sippy down next to him. He then had Colonel Horsey ‘tuck him in’.
Ken drank his bottle. Feeling his eyelids grow heavy, he sets the bottle down and bought his stuffed horse close to his chest, hugging it tightly.
“G’night, Horsey.”
And with that, Ken was off in dreamland
#barbie ken#barbie agere#little! ken#fandom agere#age regression#agere fanfic#agere writer#agere fanfiction#tinybeebo
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Regressuary 2024 Prompts
This is gonna be my second attempt at Regressuary, so I've decided to make prompts of my own this year! 🌞🦖✨
Everyone is more than welcome to use them (I would honestly be really flattered if you did lol), so by all means, use them if you wish! 💞
I've actually been working on some of these prompts in advance since September or October last year. I'm so SO excited!! I'm actually feeling really confident that I'll be able to complete it this year! 😁😁
I look forward to see everyone's lovely creations next month! 🥰
1. Character A comes down with the flu and ends up regressing. Character B stays over to look after them.
2. Character A is sick but refuses to admit it and rest, leading to an inevitable drop in headspace when they're poor over-exhausted body can't take the pretending anymore: in comes Character B to care for them in their time of need.
3. Character A gets food poisoning, prompting Character B to look after them when they regress.
4. Character B accidentally says a naughty word in earshot of Character A. Character C is not impressed when they return home to discover A's enthusiasm for this new word.
5. Character A throws a massive tantrum and gets put into time out by Character B.
6. Character A gives Character B a makeover–while they're sleeping.
7. After spending a week of vacation in headspace, Character B attempts to re-potty train Character A in preparation for the coming school/work days ahead. A is not having it, and shows B exactly how they feel about it by having an "accident" outside of their pull-up.
8. Apocalypse/Littles are Known AU: Character B saves Character A from a zombie attack and takes them in.
9. Littles are Known AU: Character A, who's been in and out of Little Foster homes for many years, is taken to the hospital by their current Foster Caregiver for a broken foot. Character B is A's doctor, and upon examining them, realizes their broken foot might not have been as accidental as their Foster Caregiver said it was.
10. Littles are Known AU: Character A is feeling some anxiety on their first day of Daycare, but Character B knows just what to do to ease their fears.
11. Character A and Character B are roommates. One day after spending the evening regressed while B was out with friends, A accidentally left their sippy cup out on the kitchen counter. The next day when B comes into the kitchen for their morning cup of coffee, they make the unexpected discovery. An awkward but enlightening conversation between A and B ensues.
12. Character B comes home to discover Character A lying in bed surrounded by what looks like an entire box worth of popsicle wrappers.
13. Character A gets their period while regressed and goes to Character B for help and comfort. Having taken care of a regressed A while on their period a handful of times before, B knows exactly what to do for them.
14. Character A contracts the mumps and gets taken care of by Character B.
15. Character B gets Character A the puppy they've always wanted for their birthday.
16. Littles are Known AU: After months of waiting, Character B and Character C finally adopt and bring home Character A.
17. Character C has to leave for an overnight stay out of town, leaving Character A and and Character B to themselves for the first time since A started regressing with them. B manages to keep A distracted most of the day, but it's when bedtime rolls around that C's absence really hits A hard. B ends up staying up half the night with a very distressed A.
18. Character A does something dangerous and almost gets themself gravely injured in the process, which ends in them getting a spanking from Character B.
19. Character B and Character C take Character A on a trip to the beach.
20. Character A and Character B have a sleepover at Character C's house.
21. Littles are Known AU: After Character B and Character C end up having a biological child, Character A has a hard time adjusting to the new addition to the household.
22. Littles are Known AU: Character A is left on the doorstep of Character's B and C on Christmas Day.
23. Character A and Character B get into a fight over what to watch, which ends up resulting in B hitting A. Character C has to come in and deal with the situation.
24. Character A gets their wisdom teeth removed and wakes up regressed. Character B takes them home and looks after them.
25. Character A makes Character B a homemade card/gift for their birthday.
26. Character A accidentally eats something they're not supposed to and Character B has to rush them to the hospital.
27. In attempt to pet a wild animal while out at the park, Character A ends up getting scratched/bit by it. Character B comes to their rescue and aid.
28. Character A and Character B bake a cake.
29. Character A has an allergic reaction and regresses. Fortunately, Character B is there to help.
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could I maybe ask for a Cg!Frank Castle and Cg!Matt Murdock with little reader? I love them both so much and my poly heart thinks they would be such great cgs- and little me does too lol. If thats okay?
Bedtime!
CG!Frank Castle x CG!Matt Murdock x GNLittle!reader
Rating: Gen
Summary: It's bedtime for little reader so Dada Matt Murdock and Papa Frank Castle help them get ready for bed.
Word Count: 409
Warnings: confirmed romantic relationship, bottles, non-sexual un/redressing, baby/toddler reader headspace, kissing, non-sexual tickling
A/N: Sorry such a short story took so long! I watched some of the show but not the whole thing so it may not be perfect. Thank you for the request anon! This was fun to write. :D
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You laid on your tummy on the floor while Matt sat next to you. “Dada! Dis’ one! Do dis one, kay?” you asked, handing him a star shaped block.
He ran his hands over it. “It’s not a circle… Is it a square?” he joked.
“No!” you giggled.
“Not a hexagon…”
“No,” you hinted again.
“Oh! Okay, I know, now. It’s a triangle, right?!”
You erupted with laughter. “Es a star dada!” you told him.
He smiled and put the star in the right hole of the box as your papa, Frank, stepped into the room.
“Hey kiddo, it’s bedtime,” he said in his quiet, low voice, leaning over the couch. He then came over to help dada Matt up, offering his hand to him, before picking you up, too.
“Bed-time,” you repeated.
“Yeah. We gotta brush your teeth, put on your pajamas,” he listed in a calming voice, hugging you to him, making you feel all warm.
Dada usually helped you brush your teeth when you were this little, but tonight papa did, keeping you in his arms he handed you the toothbrush and timed you before giving you a stiff pat on the back to spit and rinse.
Then, he set you down on the big bed, right in dada’s lap! “I’m gonna go make sweetpea a bottle. You’re on pajama duty,” he said to dada, before kissing him on the cheek.
“Ew!” you squealed in mock disgust.
“Is kissing so gross?” Matt asked with a grin.
“Yeah!” you replied.
He rolled up your shirt to plant kisses on your tummy, which quickly devolved into tickling you as he got your day clothes off and put your cozy, footie pajamas on.
Then, he suddenly stopped.
Opening your eyes, you realized he had crawled up onto his side of the bed and was about to pick you up to be put in his lap. “It sounds like Frank’s all done with your bottle,” he whispered.
Sure enough, he was right and papa returned, shaking the bottle up as he handed it over to his husband to give you and selected a story out of your bookshelf.
Many of them were in braille, but there were a couple that had been printed as well. He took down a simple one and started to read, petting your legs that spread across his lap.
You were half asleep so quickly. All you felt after shutting your eyes was the replacement of your bottle with your pacifier and your caregivers shifting closer to one another.
#agere fic inspo#fandom agere#marvel agere#x reader#x gender neutral reader#cg!Frank Castle#cg!Matt Murdock#cg!punisher#cg!daredevil#little!reader#matt murdock x frank castle#agere fanfiction#agere fanfic#anon asks#requests#🎠chatter
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Community event ˗ˏˋ Halloween submission contest ´ˎ˗
Hello people! Halloween is coming up and things are getting spookier by the minute so why not amp that up a little?! (pun intended)
Here at the Regression Library, we've decided to host a little contest, submissions closing on the 31st of October and the winners being announced on November 1st, the day after Halloween. Short notice, I know- time has escaped us!
Anyone can enter! All forms of media are accepted, all types of regression are accepted and not all submissions have to be child safe. If you're itching for some heavy angst or are dealing with dark themes that's perfectly acceptable (though some warnings would be great and very thoughtful) but keep in mind that the point of this event is having fun.
Unfortunately, there's not much we can offer for prizes apart from a special spot on our pinned post, boosting of your work, community togetherness and bragging rights lolol but we hope that people will get involved!
And now for the (many) categories!
Each category will have a winner (if enough people vote, that is) rather than having one overall winner!
To enter, submit either by dm, post submission, ask, tagging us @theregressionlibrary in your post. Make sure you tag it as "TRL halloween 2023" so we can see them all!
Voting will be done via asks and private messages, you can put in a vote for a piece once per category that applies. You can do this by linking the post in the ask (which will not be published publically and be kept private) and telling us which categories you would like to vote for.
Votes will be counted even before the submission window closes, so don't hesitate!
...is this convoluted? Yes? Oops-
Have fun ghouls! Happy haunting!
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Aether trying to put a fussy little dew to bed...sounds like fun lol
Do you think you can write a fic about this?
yeah sure! of course!
I love writing regressed dew, and I think him being fussy fits his personality so well! Thank you for the request!
Without futher ado:
1am shenanigans
Summary: It’s 1am, and a tired Aether is trying to put the very energetic regressed fireghoul to bed.
words: 900
Pairings: Regressed Dewdrop, Caregiver Aether, also brief appearance of Cirrus
The fire ghoul spurled around the room, his body wriggling and gleaming with energy as he chased around the laser pointer Cirrus was playing with around the ghoul common room. He had the been chasing the laser for hours before, and the energy of the ghoul came to no end as he bounced around the room.
“Deww! Its time for some shut eye! It’s 1 am dear” Aether's voice rang out in the ghoul common room, laced with nothing but concern for the fire ghoul. He stepped in front of the energetic rascal, his body exuding a presence of gentle calmness.
"But....Aefey! I don't want to go to bed! I'm not tired" Dewdrop whine, disappointment lingering in his eyes, his nose scrunched in disgust at the idea of being put to bed.
“I know, little firefly, but don't you want to wake up and have the energy to play tomorrow?" Aether spoke, as he gestured to Cirrus to put away the laser pointer.
”Aether is right, you know, I think it's time for us to go to bed“ Cirrus spoke, her voice croaky from all the laughter she passed in the past couple of hours.
”Not tired! Cirrus! Please can we play some more?" Dewdrop shot his words, as he pounced in the air and crossed his arms.
“None can do, kid” Cirrus spoke as she yawned “I'm off to have my evening shower, see ya in the morning Aeth! Goodnight little one!“ she cooed the last part to Dewdrop.
”We need to calm you down, firefly" Aether whispered.
“Aeth, five more minutes? I really want to run around! It's so fun!"
"Nope, all the other ghouls went to bed. Now would you be a good boy for me? I'll tuck you in if you behave" Aether spoke, slight irritation lingering in his voice.
Dewdrop's lower lip jutted out ever so slightly, showcasing the classic sign of a pout. The smooth curve of his lips now held a hint of resistance, a silent protest against the unwelcome suggestion of sleep. Even his fiery aura seemed to flicker with a subdued intensity, mirroring the conflicted emotions etched across his expressive face.
“Please Dew?” Aether begged, his usual friendly and warm eyes tinted with exhaustion, and a hint of concern. "Why do you even want to stay up, anyway?"
"Not tired, Aethy" Dewdrop confessed.
Aether looked at Dewdrop, his eyes reflecting a mix of weariness and amusement. "Come on, firefly, bedtime is calling, and even the laser pointer needs its beauty sleep."
Dewdrop's eyes widened at the mention of the laser pointer, torn between the allure of play and the idea that Aether used his emotions like that.
Aether chuckled, "You know, if the laser pointer could talk, it would probably be saying, 'Enough, Dew, I need a break!'" He mimicked a high-pitched, imaginary voice, eliciting a giggle from Cirrus.
Dewdrop, caught off guard by the unexpected humour, let out a small laugh but still looked reluctant. Aether seized the opportunity to continue the banter. "Besides, if you stay up all night, you'll turn into a nocturnal ghoul, and I'm not sure the others are ready for that."
Cirrus, who turned back from entering her room, joined in, "Yeah, Dew, imagine waking up to find yourself surrounded by sleepy ghouls trying to get ready for the day while you're bouncing off the walls."
The thought seemed to amuse Dewdrop, and his resistance waned as he envisioned the comical scenario. "Okay, okay, I guess I don't want to be the only ghoul wide awake when everyone else is snoring," he conceded with a grin.
Aether seized the moment, "That's right, firebug" Now, let's make bedtime a grand adventure. I'll even tell you a story about a mischievous fire ghoul who learned the importance of a good night's sleep."
With a playful twinkle in his eye, Aether led Dewdrop towards his bedroom. It glowed with the warmth of red and gold hues, evoking the essence of dancing flames. Adorned with tapestries and artwork depicting swirling fire motifs, the room's focal point was a bed with crackling ember-patterned sheets and flame-carved headboard. In a cozy corner, a lava lamp added a mesmerizing touch, its molten wax mimicking the fluid movement of lava, casting a dynamic play of light.
Dewdrop climbed into the bed, as Aether threw some blankets on his body, as he tucked in the ghoul.
"Cosy, my love?" Aether cooed softly, as he tuned on the lavalamp.
“Bed time story, please?” Dewdrop asked
"Absolutely, my little Dewcifer" Aether replied with a tender smile, the warm glow of the lava lamp casting a soft radiance across the room.
As Dewdrop nestled into the crackling ember-patterned sheets, Aether began to weave a bedtime story, his voice a soothing melody that harmonized with the gentle flicker of the fiery-themed bedroom. The tale unfolded like the dance of flames, carrying Dewdrop into a world where fire ghouls embarked on enchanting adventures beneath the starlit canopy. The lavalamp's liquid glow echoed the story's rhythm, creating a tranquil ambiance that embraced them both in the comforting warmth of the fire-themed haven.
He softly carressed Dew's cheek, as Dew softly purred while the quintessential ghoul recounted his story. As Aether continued his tale, the bond between them deepened, and the room became a haven where the warmth of the story and the glow of the lava lamp melded into a soothing lullaby, cradling Dewdrop in the arms of sweet dreams.
#regressed ghouls#agere#eepy#ghost band agere#papa emeritus iv#agere fanfiction#littlerainyghoulwrites#safe for work#dewdrop ghoul#aether ghoul#cirrus ghoulette#regressed dewdrop#cg aether#dewther
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One word fic prompt: Store :)
this one turned out so cute, cg alfie and baby dami moment ToT
Damian kicked his legs gently in his seat. He was in the back of the car waiting for Alfred to come buckle him in. He was feeling particularly small today, small enough to agree to an outing to the store and a little treat without hesitation. He picked at the fuzzies on his soft winter overcoat, watching them dance in the wind as a chilly breeze crept in through the open door. Alfred futzed with a cumbersome amount of reusable grocery bags, Damian giggling at his struggle. He finally got them in the trunk and appeared at Damian’s side. Alfred straightened out his coat, looking at Damian’s amused face with faux offense.
“Are you giggling, young sir? At me? I’ll have you know those bags attacked me first,” Damian dissolved into a fit of more laughter as Alfred leaned into the car to buckle his seat.
“Ready to go, cherub?” Alfred asked, pecking him on the cheek. Damian nodded.
As Alfred drove he snuck glances through the rearview manor at his grandson. Damian’s thumb had made its way into his mouth again. He reached into the bag in the passenger seat and pulled out a pacifier.
“Damian, sweetheart, binky?”
Damian took the paci and popped it in his mouth, eyes fluttering shut with relaxation. Soon they were at their destination, the supermarket. Alfred opened the door for Damian and unbuckled his seat. Before he left the car, Alfred took the paci out of Damian’s mouth and put it in it’s carrying case. Damian pouted.
“The binky will be here when you get back, pup. Can you say ‘bye bye binky’?”
Damian waved at the case, “buh-bye,”
“Very good, big boy.”
Alfred took Damian’s hand and helped him out of the car. Before they entered the supermarket, they picked out a cart.
“Would you like to walk with me or ride in the cart?”
Damian put his hands on the cart, rustling it with a smile. Alfred got the message, picking him up with a ‘hup!’ and placing him in the cart.
“What is on our list?”
Damian produced the list from his pocket and unfolded it, pointing at the first item.
“Apples, understood.”
They rode around the store in quiet peace, Alfred piling various foods on Damian as he giggled. They soon reached the register.
“Would you like a lolly, Damian?”
There were always vegan lollipops by the register that had come to be Damian’s reward for coming out shopping. Damian reached for them, picking out a strawberry one.
“Excellent choice,” Alfred nodded.
Once the groceries were paid for and loaded into the car, Damian was deposited back in his seat. Alfred unwrapped the lollipop and gave it to his little one.
“Good trip, I’d say,” Alfred declared.
He looked in the rearview one more time. Damian didn’t need to answer, his smile was enough.
#working my way thru these!#agere#fandom agere#agere fandom#dc agere#batman agere#baby dami#agere fanfic#agere fanfiction#alfred using the nickname 'cherub' is everything to me btw....#ficlets
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Sleepy Baby
Pairing: Cg!Lucifer & regressed!Belphie
Summary: Sleepy regressed!Belphie getting cared for by Lucifer.
Word Count: ~360
Warning(s): crib (big enough for a grown demon), little gear (pacifier), pet names (little starlight, tiny stardust)
Quiet whines were heard in the twins’ bedroom, drowning out the soft hushing from the black-haired demon as he walked around the room and rocked his fuzzy younger brother in his arms. “It’s alright, little starlight. I know you’re tired. It’s okay.”, Lucifer said soothingly, softly patting Belphie’s back to comfort him. Belphie’s cow stuffie got dirty during play time earlier and now he refused to sleep with just his cow print pillow.
The older demon thought about telling Belphie again that Moo-Moo couldn’t join him, because the stuffie was still at bath time, but Lucifer figured that his brother understood by now. So, he stayed quiet and continued to gently rock the younger demon in his arms, walking in circles while grabbing Belphie’s pacifier and putting it in front of the fuzzy baby. “Hey, look there, tiny stardust! Look what I’ve found. It’s your pacifier! You want it?”, He asked his brother in staged excitement, putting the pacifier a bit closer to Belphie’s mouth. The crying demon stopped for a moment to look at the pacifier before slowly opening his mouth, so Lucifer could plop the pacifier in.
As Belphie was now quietly sucking on his pacifier with his head on his big brother’s shoulder, Lucifer started to prepare the crib with one hand. The other kept gently bouncing his brother. He rearranged the small star pillow in the corner, fluffed up the cow print pillow and moved the blanket to the side. He waited for a while before putting Belphie in the crib, wanting to make sure he won’t start a fit again.
As Belphie seemingly wasn’t about to start crying again, but more like he would fall asleep any second, Lucifer rearranged his arms on his brother’s body and gently lowered him into the crib, hushing him as he started to whine quietly. Belphie looked up at his brother with big eyes, continuing to softly suck on his pacifier as Lucifer tucked him in. He wanted to keep his eyes open, wanting to listen to his brother’s soft humming, but ultimately failed as Lucifer smiled down at the sleepy demon and played with his hair to soothe him further into sleep.
A/n: I finally wrote something! I finally finished it! Also we need more Belphie & Lucifer content. I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night! :D
#obey me#obey me comfort#obey me fluff#obey me agere#obey me lucifer#obey me belphie#obey me belphegor#age regression#sfw agere#agere#agere fanfic#agere fanfiction
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