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littleteddies · 1 year

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Trans mlm pride agere moodboard!!!! I reawy wike this one an i reawy wan that lalaloopsy

#agere little #sfw agere #agere positivity #sfw little blog #sfw little boy #age regressor #agere blog #agere moodboard #sfw little community #agere boy #trans agere #agere ftm

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dino-boyo-agere · 1 year

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A friend of mine brought me a big carton of clothes, because her brother cleaned out his closet an there was lots of cool stuff in there!!

╰→ She knows I'm trans and is super supportive!! I was the first person she thought about, when her brother asked if she knows anyone who'd be interested in the clothes!! (cus am a poor boyo hehe)

Here are my favorites:

1. bug zipper-hoodie [I love bugs so much!!]

2. overalls [always make me feel smol!]

3. (colorful) striped tops [also make me feel v smol!]

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.ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･».ﾟ°･⁠✧ ↓ DNI ↓ ✧･° ﾟ.«･｡ﾟ×ﾟ｡･*.ﾟ.

#agere outfit #agere outfits #second hand #hand me down #ftm little one #ftm agere #trans little one #agere trans #trans agere #agere ftm #trans pride #transgender #trans #nates outfits

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spookypookies · 6 months

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to all the little trans boys/mascs

you are a perfectly valid little boy

you are still a boy even if you like to wear thigh-highs, overalls, and pastel

you are still a boy even if you like the color pink

you are a sweet precise baby boy

it's okay to cry you aren't less of a boy sweetie

it's okay to feel icky on your period it's normal and natural don't be ashamed

know that you are still a little even if you bind

remember to take care of your beautiful boy body you are perfect

it's okay to be really small and need care and love and attention

remember binder breaks in that time drink water, eat a snack, have a nap

it doesn't make you less of a boy if you color or have tea parties

you are still a darn cute baby boy and even more if you have stuffies!

Is it okay to want to be called cute or handsome

its okay to be you handsome baby boy<3

#agere #spooky #agere blog #sfw agere #age regression #boy agere #boyre #agere boy #creepy cute #spooky agere #lgbtq #trans agere #ftm agere

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lilstarrypuppy · 4 months

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I jus wanna curl up in someone’s lap while colouring in, them telling me how good I’m doing and reminding me to stay inside the lines :(( when I start to zone out watching them bring me back to the present with little praises

“Sweetheart? Hm? You okay? Shhh, it’s alright. Mama/papa’s here now, your alright. Your such a good baby, look how good your doing with your colouring! Why don’t we take a little break hm? Make you a little snack plate and get you a juice box, how does that sound?” :(((

#agere caregiver #agere positivity #age regression #agere #agere boy #agere little #safe agere #agere community #age regressor #ftm #trans agere #sfw interaction only #sfw regression #sfw agere #agere blog #lilstar babbles

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puppytodlr · 8 months

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꒰ Some positive reminders ꒱

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bloodyboxcutter · 2 days

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Innocent puppy dog FORCED to take bath by mean Mommy, more news at 6.

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sleeepytimes · 1 year

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for my trans littles 🫶🏽🏳️‍⚧️

#agere #age regression #petre #sfw littlespace #age dreaming #agedre #pet regression #sfw agere #agere blog #sfw petspace #sfw petre #littlplayground #trans #transgender #trans little #trans mtf #trans ftm

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smoochiesstuff · 1 month

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i need a soft dom who doesn’t get mad when i get all bratty ／(≧ x ≦)＼

i’m acting up? don’t degrade me, ask me why i’m being all pouty, tell me how good i am, give me praise to make me feel better, cuddle me until i feel better, gently kiss my bratty and pouty attitude away!!!

just correct my behaviour, make me a good little pup!!! (ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Theyre all so perfect

Steve rogers x little reader

1,263 words

Warnings: age regression, paci, crayons, self doubt but fluff comfort aswell.

Little names like lovebug, little one, baby etc. The title daddy for steve as the caregiver.

Dont like it dont read it.

No pronouns weight or skin color mentioned reader is able bodied enough to walk even just a little bit (i will work on making fics for readers who need mobility aids and such aswell, i understand yall cause i need em aswell)

Edited to the best of my ability

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It had been a stressful week, you had fought your brain to stay up as late as possible waiting for Stevie to come home last night.

After making dinner cleaning yourself up and waiting so very patiently, when he finally came in the front door kicking his shoes off and tossing his keys onto the table he found you half awake on the couch.

You greeted him with a big drowsy smile, "hello my love" he calls crossing the room when your stomach grumbled, "well i guess that answers the question i was going to ask, lets go eat dinner and cuddle up for bed"

And so you did, saving the dishes for tomorrow you had fallen asleep quickly.

The night had gone quickly filled with cozy warm dreams wrapped up in Steve’s arms held close to his chest, eventually you were woken up by the small cast of sunlight making itself known through the stormy clouds and closed curtains, wrapping yourself up in one of the throw blankets you wander through the hall to find Stevie, your little headspace taking its place.

Walking into the kitchen to find him making breakfast, "good morning cuddle bug, were having French toast this morning" he mentions as you hug him, he turns to you picking you up and placing you sitting on the cold marble counter making you squeal as he goes back to cooking, "daddyyy its coold" you giggle out realy letting yourself slip into your headspace, "I’m sorry love bug i didn't realize" he chuckles as he puts the breakfast treat on two plates adding your favorite type of syrup on top and fruit on the side.

He decided that today could be a calm day, going easy on the routine he lets you sit at the coffee table and eat your French toast and fresh fruit while watching cartoons.

Once done he takes both of your plates and goes to finally do the dishes. You run off to go get changed for the day, picking out a soft pair of dungarees and a matching sweater, picking out a paci for the day, grabbing your stuffy, and your crayons you go off to the kitchen, dropping your crayons off at the table.

Unable to find your drawing book you go off to the kitchen "daddy can i have paper?"

You request as he’s finishing up.

"Of course love bug" he returns going and getting some blank printer paper from the office and bringing it to you at the table.

"Fank you daddy" you chirp behind your paci

Getting to work on your ideas.

It was great being in a house with another artist, there was always projects going on and you could always ask for their perspective and get feedback on where something needs extra attention, all the walls practically covered in canvas paintings and graphite pieces that took weeks if not months, but never your little drawings, those always got put in a binder and put in the office, a few on the fridge and some in your little room but nothing more than that.

The drawing you were trying so very hard to get right just wasn’t coming out and you’ve used both sides of each page you had trying to get it right but to no avail.

You were determined to make such a special piece for your daddy, one that would go on the wall.

A couple tears slip your eyes and hit the table buy you quickly wipe your eyes before anymore come falling, you get up going over to where your daddy sits on the couch reading to ask for more paper which he agrees to.

Once again seated at the table drawing in an absolute trance, you’ve gone through three more pages front and back, it just wouldn't come out right, crumpling it and moving on to a new piece, it had to be perfect.

You had no idea your face was scrunched in anger so when Stevie came over to see you and ask what was wrong you huffed, not in anger but frustration, covering your paper.

" 's not done yet, im tryin daddy" you mutter out glancing at him.

He’s never seen you so upset over a drawing but you wouldn't let him see until its done, "alrighty love, i wont look yet but i promise all your drawings are amazing so i know you’re doin a very good job"

Giving you a kiss on the forehead he goes off to read or draw in the next room to give you space.

This was the best one yet, it finally looked good enough, you even put in an attempt at shading and highlights but crayons aren’t the best at layering but you finally finished it, signing it and putting away your crayons, you go to show Stevie your drawing.

You walk into the room a little hesitant but very hopeful, he sees you and pipes up, "hey bug did you finish your drawing?" Nodding you give it to him and all he does is stare at it, face unchanging, your eyes begin to well "n-never min' i don like it anymore, i-im sorry" you go to take it back when he pulls it back, "baby this is the best drawing ive ever seen"

He takes your hand pulling you to his side.

"But you not gonna put it on- on the wall like the other drawins, yous always put em in a binder an hide em" you sniffle.

He frowns, setting the drawing down and pulling you into his lap, "lovebug im not hiding them, i love those ones so much im keeping them safe, in a place where i can look at them while working and remind myself that you made them for me while little, those ones like all your big headspace drawing are so very special"

Giving you a hug to help embed his words deeper into your mind, he helps you up, grabbing the drawing he leads you to the office where he keeps the binder.

He opens the binder flipping through all of your drawings he had put in clear paper-liners with sticky notes onto the clear plastic of each one describing the days they were all made.

He flips to an empty liner and puts the new one away, grabbing his wallet off the desk and handing it to you, "open it up and look in the cash pocket" you look at him confused but do what he said, pulling out a piece of paper folded into sixths, it had been folded and unfolded so many times that the paper was wearing thin on the creases, opening it up its one of your drawings.

Still confused you look at him tilting your head to the side.

"Its the first drawing you gave to me with you regressed, i keep it in my wallet because it makes me so proud of you, so happy, it makes me feel so special and trusted"

You lurch forward hugging him, he reciprocates your hug and emphasizes it with scattered kisses on your cheeks nose and forehead.

"Ill let you in on a secret of mine, all the drawings on our walls are photo copies, it would hurt me too much to frame the original and something happen to it, i have a separate binder for all your big you drawings in a safe at work" now that is special, its magical its so very comforting, he thinks you, both big and little are an amazing artist beyond what you thought of yourself, because you are.

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Its the last day of October, i find the day of Halloween itself traumatizing from something that happend several several years ago do it affects my bpd quite strangely, hence no proper Halloween fic today although i thought this was cute to finally post as its been sitting in my drafts for about two weeks.

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agere-tomhiddleston-imagines · 6 months

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Lil Ghost!

Thought I'd try a oneshot style for once on Tumblr (and hopefully do these more often ^^), I hope you all enjoy!!

Caregiver: Mobius, he/him

Little: Loki, he/they (3 years)

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Loki LOVED October, it was a time to cause as much mischief as they wanted and get away with it! Well, Mobius would allow it anyway since his excuse always was: "Halloween's just around the corner, the kid's just excited!" Which didn't really go down well with Steve after Loki poured all of his cake mixture on top of his head. In truth, Loki just liked to cause a bit of disruption but still be perceived as an angel by Mobius. It gave them comfort, but today they were feeling extra mischievous!

After a rather poor attempt to pull a fluffy blanket over his head, Loki was now a ghost and ready to haunt! Holding the blanket over his eyes so they could see where they were going, they made his way downstairs to find his papa making breakfast. However, that made his mind race with thoughts. What if they spooked papa at the wrong time and made him mad? What if he didn't get any breakfast because of this? And what if-

Loki's brain worked like this a lot from his childhood experiences. Deep in their fears, they knew they'd be okay. It was just Loki having a hard time trying to figure that out for themselves, especially when so young. Thankfully, Mobius was quick to notice Loki standing with glazed over eyes. "Hey sweetheart, are you alright?" He said as he walked over to them, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Their head whipped to look at him, eyes now wide and blown. They couldn't respond - it felt as if his jaw was locked. "It's okay. How about we sit and cuddle for a bit?" Loki could only nod, his fingers making their way up to their lips.

Mobius carried his baby up to the sofa, swaddling them in the blanket and cuddling them on his lap. He had about five minutes until Loki's pancakes needed to be tended to, so he used that time to calm him. "Some yucky thoughts again?" Mobius asked gently, not wanting them to dwell on it. They nodded, keeping close to his warmth. "Nothin' to be worried about, kiddo. They can't hurt you." They shared a quiet moment, just basking in each others company, until a timer sounded. "Oh! There's your pancakes, bubs!" Loki, seemingly forgetting about his worries for a moment, shot his head up. "pwancak??" They asked, intrigued. "Yeah that's right, baby!"

Pancakes were one of little Loki's favourite foods. While food wasn't so much a comfort when big, little Loki was enamoured by it, especially as an Asgardian. Mobius knew this well, always wanting his sweetheart to be happy. In this moment, he was carrying Loki in one arm as he tended to the pancake in another, plating it and sitting Loki in a high chair.

"Alright buddy! Are we ready?" Loki nodded enthusiastically, waiting as Mobius cut off pieces of pancake and fed it to them. It was a little unusual to Mobius that pancakes could make Loki this happy, but he wasn't going to question it. They were happy, and that was all that mattered to him.

Loki couldn't have finished the pancake quicker, both joyful to have his scary thoughts gone and to be eating chocolate first thing in the morning. Mobius had to chuckle a little, little remants of chocolate still present on his chin until he cleaned it up. All dishes aside, he carried Loki back to the sofa and turned on the tv to a kids channel. "Hey darling," Mobius began, "what did you have your blanket around your head for? Are you cold?" Loki giggled behind their paci. "nwoho! m ghos'!" They put the blanket back over their head. "boo!" Mobius feigned being scared, even giving out a little scream. They couldn't stop laughing. "Awh man! You got me really good! Now, I'll have to get you back!" He leaned forward and gently grabbed Loki before tickling his tummy.

Loki squealed, but he also laughed. He was happy, and so was Mobius. He'd much rather spend forever caring for his little than having them suffer through night terrors and such alone.

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A/N: I am so sorry about this being late, I started it in early October, however I have a bad habit of just putting things off -_- I am happy that it is done though and I hope you all liked it! ^^

#little loki #caregiver mobius #loki agere #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #fandom agere #loki marvel #mobius marvel #lokius #sfw agere #age regression #agere #tom hiddleston #owen wilson #sfw interaction only #trans #gay #trans ftm

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lullabypup · 28 days

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introduction

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა <(hewo!)

—⁺˖°. ʚ🧸ɞ°⁺˖—

♡dni: p*dos, maps, nsfw, transphobes, homophobes, ageplay, and ddlb.

i prefer to interact w people my age!

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꒰ 🧸 » name: eli, elijah!!

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꒰ 🍰 » pronouns: he/him

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꒰ 🖍️» big age: 19

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꒰ 🍼» little age: 1-6

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꒰ 🧃» likes: minecraft, bein cozy and warm, pacis, sippy cups, my kittys!!, playin’ roblox, an’ takin big naps!

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hihi!! i’m new to agere tumblr, but i’ve been regressing for about six years!

i’ve always wanted to make a agere type blog, but i’ve always been too scared to, but now i’m finally trying it out!

i rlly love pet names! like ‘pup’, ‘sweetheart’, and especially ‘baby boy’!!!

this blog will probably just consist of me talking about regression, wanting to regress, being regressed

i am very open to being mutuals, and infact i’d love it! i may be a bit awkward, but i try! 🥹

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nostalgia-pup-02 · 4 months

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THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME </3

. . .Doesn't mean it can't be me now though

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puppytodlr · 9 months

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Nummiez i found on my Pinterest 🐾

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bloodyboxcutter · 8 days

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When people get angry at me for being a sex freak it makes me sooo horni, like I knowww I’m such a dirty puppy for wanting to get molested by my mommy, such a nasty dog cumming to the thought of mommy forcing her pissing cock down my throat, keep letting me know how much of a gross little boy I am (*>﹏<*)

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jud4spupp · 7 days

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🦴🐾🐶Another silly things about my regressing (things that help me and things im doing) 🦴🐾

🐾{- ...☆bark, whine, howl, werid sounds!🐶🦴

🐾....☆butt wiggles (like a dog tail)💗🐶

🐾....☆do Commends like "Sit!" "Stay!" "Spin!"🦮💗

🐾...☆eat treats, sleep in dog bed/cage)🦴🐶

🐾..☆walkies on leash with owner/CG🐾🦴

🐾....☆paw at things, make a little mess!

🐾...☆flops,jumps on bed!

🐾....☆take,bite random stuff

🐾....☆why im itchy under ear???

🐾...☆teethers are good to keep teehts sharp!

🐾.....☆you can make little bags of trail mix or cereal to use as kibble!

🐾....☆collars, tags and harness oh my!

🐾....☆big yawn and big strech!

🐾.....☆show teeth when angry/bark loud!

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ace-of-gay · 1 year

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Omg i got this cute idea!

Loki is and his little one are playing hide and seek and he thinks it’s so easy to find her and always played along like he can’t find her (but he sees her usually somewhere)

So this time it’s the same, he spottet her home slippers (not sure what you call your indoor shoes) underneath the curtains… so he plays along but when he is like „ I got you!“ and looked behind the curtains she isn’t there! So she really tricked the god of mischief 😂😍

Little trickster

Loki x little reader

843 words

Warnings: age regression, names like bubs, baby, tiny, pumpkin etc. Activities like playing with toys, watching movie, climbing, hiding in dark space. Items like stuffies and paci

No weight, skin color, or gender mentioned.

Age regression is a copuling mechanism if you dont like it dont read it or educate yourself on the topic

Any hate will be deleted

Youd been very antsy and rowdy today, moving and going all over the place, loki would find it hard to keep your attention on one thing when it came to days like this, it felt as though you needed a more one on one interactive day between yourself and him.

He knew your little mind was just all over the place and while it wasn’t easy, he was happy to get through the day with you.

You were settled in the living room, a movie on the television and your shape sorter, placing the green cube in the square hole you look up at him as he takes your hands into his own and shakes them in the air, cheering, “good job munchkin! How bout this one? Can you tell daddy the color and shape of this one?” Holding out the new shape you look at it for a moment, than to him, the tv and back to him.

“Mmm, no, I don’t wanna do this no more, it cane out more as a whine than a statement.

You felt scattered. Your mind and thoughts everywhere, that is until you got the fantastic idea to play hide and seek, it didn’t take too much effort to hide so of course itd be perfect.

Taking his hands pulling with all your might, he starts to give in bringing a smile to your face until he went limp and flopped down bringing you down into his arms, tickling your sides.

Writhing and consumed by giggles he rolled over scattering silly kisses across your face.

Finally stopping his tickle attack he helps you sit up.

“Now what is it you wanted to do?”

He helps you up and places his hands on his hips waiting.

No one ever saw him like this, only you, hes caring and encouraging just for you.

“ can we hide an seek!” You request cheerfully.

Crossing his arms pretending to to think he taps his foot a couple times, “I don’t see why not, do you want me to be the counter first?”

Nodding, you run off as soon as he closes his eyes, counting he can hear you running about the floor, your giggles and a door shutting.

“Ready or not hear I come!”

During hide and seek he always tried to make it look like he had no idea where you where but truth is you hid in the same three spots, hed search the rooms vaguely, looking for your slippers in his peripheral vision, after finding them he would slowly center in while looking around closer and closer to your spot.

Your favorite spot was behind the curtains because they would flow so effortlessly around you, he quickly pulled the curtain to the side jumping forward, the excitement quickly rushing from him in a cold shock.

While yes he looked in your normal spits he also checked others aswell.

He picked up his pace checking both high and low, he couldn’t find you anywhere.

Staying as quiet as you could you peered down from the false ceiling loft, you’ve lived here longer than he has and he had never found the lofted space, it honestly looked like a drop ceiling so he had suspected nothing, the best part about this spot is you could basically watch him when he walked, well more rushed down the hall im search of you, biting your stuffy to stifle your giggles, you had plenty of entertainment to keep you occupied.

“Friday, where’s (y/n)?” He sounded urgent, terrified you were somehow in danger.

“Tiny is on your communal floor with you” Friday returns.

He head back over to the kitchen area to check cupboards again, while peeking over the small lip over the hall way your paci clamped tightly in your hand, you go to sit back quickly to stifle more giggles, while doing so your paci caught the edge and tugged itself out of your grasp.

The clatter of your paci falling and hitting the hard wood floor caught his attention, zeroing in what area you must be in.

Leaning as far back into the darkness of the loft space as possible you clamp both hands over your mouth, silently writhing in humorous desperation to laugh.

“Its not nice to throw stuff pumpkin, can you come out for me please? You’ve won baby please come out”

You for the last time lean over the opening, you can see him peering into your playroom scanning it for your presence.

“Boo” you whisper loud enough for him to hear, his head shoots up to look at you peeking down from what he thought was just an uncovered vent over a bookshelf in the hall.

“What in the world are you doing up there bubs?”

“Was hiding, was best spot” you cheer while carefully climbing down, he pulls you into his arms and squeezes you tight, scatting kisses to the side of your head, “I thought I lost you and you were hurt you sneaky rascal, don’t scare me like that again you silly goose”

Im sorry its shorter than usual, i have tried to post this three times but my internet has been dodgy and my phone freezes and i just realized a bit ago that it never posted once again, i just thought i wasnt getting notifications again, nope, stupid phone doing stupid things.

#little reader #loki fanfic #loki fluff #loki x female reader #loki x male reader #loki x gender neutral reader #loki x f!reader #loki x m!reader #loki x gn!reader #daddy! loki x little! reader #daddy loki x little! male reader #loki x little! reader #daddy loki x little reader #agere reader #age regressor insert fic #loki reader insert #loki x reader fanfic #loki x ftm reader #loki x mtf reader

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