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littlespacereader · 7 months

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Hello!! Really liked your Layla caregiver fic, can I get one with Jake Lockley please? :)

You absolutely can! Jake always gives overprotective Caregiver vibes to me, I don’t know if anyone else agrees. But I love me an overprotective tough Caregiver who has a soft side for their Little🥰 To my Werewolf By Night fans I hope you enjoy the little cameo in this as well. So with that in mind, here’s this adorable little fic! I hope you enjoy!💞💞 (Also the gif is not Jake Lockley but it DEFINITELY gives Jake Lockley energy)

The Protector of the Playground 🌙

Caregiver! Jake Lockley & Fem Little!Reader (SFW)

Tags - picnic at the park, Littles are known AU, stuffie gets taken by bully, you get the stuffie back!, playground, slides, hand holding.

Nicknames - Princesa (Spanish for princess), pequeño (Spanish for little one), and sweetheart.

Y/N has the luxury of having 3 Caregivers wrapped into one person. Only thing is, she rarely only got to see one of them.

Okay, okay, say what you will but Marc and Steven are a little possessive over their Little one when it comes to Jake. Not that they don’t trust him…yet…but they would rather take control of the body and spend time with Y/N themselves.

But one night while having dinner with Steven, Y/N brought up the idea of having a day with Jake. Steven almost choked on his food.

“Well, um, why not a day out with Marc or me instead sweetheart?” Steven tried to suggest but Y/N shook her head.

“No! I always hang out with you and Marc. Not that I don’t love the both of you but I want to get to know Jake more. He told you he wants to be my Caregiver too so l want to see him as one.”

Steven sighed, knowing Y/N was right. It was unfair to her not to have time shared with Jake.

“I’ll ask him. How about that?” Steve added getting a big smile from Y/N.

He closed his eyes for a moment to focus on the other two talking in his head. After a moment he opened his eyes again.

“How about tomorrow? Jake said he’d love to hang out tomorrow.” Steven said a bit concerned.

“That’s perfect! We’ll go to the park! I heard there’s a new playground there.” Y/N smiled.

“But you’re sure you want to hang out with Jake? Marc or I would be more than happy to take you there.” Steven tried to offer but he only received a stern look from Y/N.

He laughed and put his hands up as if to surrender. “Alright, alright, it will be Jake tomorrow.”

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I woke up to an empty bed this morning. Strange…usually Steven or Marc would sleep in with me on our day off. But that’s when it hit me! Today is my day with Jake!!

Jake was a like a whole new Caregiver to get to know! What would he be like? Would he be a pushover like Steven? Would he be playful like Marc? What would his nickname be? Steven’s is Dada, Marc is Dad, and Jake’s would be….

I could hear someone messing around in the kitchen and knew it must’ve been him. I literally couldn’t wait to spend the day with him.

I didn’t know much about him. Marc and Steven didn’t mention him much and the only time I saw him was when there was a dangerous situation he would swap into the body and take me to safety. But those moments weren’t enough to really get to know him.

But here I was, eager for the opportunity to meet the third personality.

I jumped out of bed and made my way towards the apartment’s small kitchen. It smelled amazing whatever he was cooking. I turned the corner and just stared at him in awe.

It’s funny how three people could be in charge of the same body yet look so different when they were in control.

Jake was no different. He looked tough and stern, almost like a rock. He wore a totally different outfit than Steven and Marc normally would. He wore fancy shoes, fancy pants and a button up shirt complete with a tie. On his head sat a newboy cap, one I didn’t know Steven and Marc even owned.

His icy exterior melted the moment he noticed me in the entrance of the kitchen. He pulled the kitchen towel down from his shoulder, wiped his hands, and made his way over to me.

“Good morning Princesa! How did you sleep?” He asked.

I could see the hesitation in his body as he stopped infront of me, almost afraid he was about to do something wrong.

I closed the distance between us and gave him a hug. “I slept good. It’s finally nice to hang out with you Jake.”

Jake immediately reciprocated the hug, wrapping his arms around me to holding me tightly. “I am honored to have the opportunity to spent the day with you.”

Once we broke apart I held onto his hand, still wanting to show him it’s okay to be close with me. He seemed happy to he holding my hand, smiling down at our two hands and squeezing mine once as a little thank you.

“What are you cooking? It smells amazing!”

Truth be told Marc and Steven weren’t the best cooks. Steven tried to cook but would end up burning whatever it was. He was better at desserts. Marc didn’t know many recipes so he just made a mean sandwich but that was about it. It seems the cooking skills went to Jake.

He lead me over to the stove and showed me what he was cooking. “This is called Pincho De Tortilla. It’s a potato omelette. And for a little breakfast dessert I made mini churros with chocolate.”

My eyes lit up seeing the amazing breakfast. “I can’t wait to try it!”

He then gestured to the picnic basket on the counter. “I’m also filling our basket for the park. That way we can stay later and have a nice lunch together.”

I couldn’t help but smile. Jake seemed just as excited as I was for our day out.

The two of enjoyed the breakfast together. The Pincho De Tortilla was soooooo good! And the churros with the chocolate were the best churros I’ve ever had. All I kept doing was complimenting Jake’s cooking.

Then after an amazing breakfast we started to get ready for the park. I quickly got changed into a nice fall outfit. The weather in London was start to get a little chillier with the leaves starting to change colors.

Once changed into a long sleeve and jeans I ran over to the door and grabbed my shoes. That when I heard Jake clear his throat behind me to get my attention.

I turned around to see him holding my jacket in his hand. “You need your jacket today, it’s windy so it’s a little colder than usual.”

“I’m sure it isn’t that cold. I’ll be fine without it.”

Now normally if this was Steven or Marc they would be telling me how I have to wear it so I don’t catch a cold or that something along those lines.

But Jake just stared me down with that stern look he had earlier. But I’m nothing if not stubborn. So we stayed like that, in a stare off.

Eventually he raised an eye brow to me and held my jacket out for me to take. His look wore me down so I grabbed the coat seeing that there was no way of avoiding it.

“Gracias Princesa.” He winked, going over to grabbed his own coat. He grabbed a long tan coat I’ve never seen Steven or Marc wear.

After he put it on, he grabbed the picnic basket with one hand and took mine in the other. “Ready for the park?” He asked.

“I think I am…wait!” I let go of his hand and ran back to the bedroom. I fished out my hippo Taweret from the blankets. I ran back over to Jake and took his hand again.

He couldn’t help but smile at the sight, “We couldn’t leave without your hippo. What is their name?” He asked as we left the apartment.

“Her name is Taweret like the goddess! Steven got me her from the museum.” I explained, holding her up for Jake to see.

He shook her hand, “It’s an honor to meet you señorita.” I couldn’t help but giggle at the cute interaction.

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We walked across the town to the new park. I held Jake’s hand tightly in my own as we walked down the street.

I couldn’t help but watch Jake as we walked, he was like a statue, stern and stiff. He took in every person who walked by and every car that passed as if something was going to happen at any moment.

But when he turned his gaze to me his features softened. He smiled and held my tightly. It seemed I was the one thing that broke his tough exterior.

Finally we arrived at the new park!! And it looked awesome! Big slides, tons of swings, and a huge play area complete with bridges! It really was as cool as they were saying it was going to be.

There were a couple of Littles like myself playing around on the playset while their Caregivers sat on benches near by.

I couldn’t wait to go already! I kept pulling Jake along! Why was he so slow? He kept laughing saying we will get there soon enough. And soon enough we were! Jake opened the gate and I ran to the playground.

I was halted in my tracks to a sharp whistle. I turned to see Jake was the one to whistle with his mouth, something I didn’t know Steven or Marc could ever do.

I walked back over to Jake as he took a seat on one of the benches near the playground. “I didn’t get a chance to talk to you before you ran off.”

I looked down a bit embarrassed, “Sorry, I got excited.”

Jake smiled, “It is okay pequeño. I just wanted to tell you I will be here if you need anything. I’ll call you in a couple of minutes for lunch. Sound good Princesa?”

I nodded my head and smiled back. Jake pointed to Taweret in my arms, “Are you taking Taweret on your adventures or would you like her to stay with me?”

“She’s going to explore the new playground with me!” After all she was my sidekick!

“Then I shall not hold you back from you adventures any longer. If you need anything I’ll be right here.”

I quickly gave a quickly little hug to Jake before I took off to the playground with Taweret.

I quickly ran up the steps of the main playset and headed for the top slide! Yes, the best way to kickstart this day was to go on the highest slide! I ran across the bridge and climbed the steps to the first level.

There was a second set of steps to the tallest slide but…well…it’s higher than I thought it was going to be. Maybe the first level slide was a good starting point!

So with Taweret in hand, I made my way over to the slide. It’s a green slide with a cover over the top. I sat down with Taweret tightly in my arms and slid down.

The slide was super fun! It twisted the whole way down and had some major speed it it! I’m definitely going to need to try that one again!! And so I did, I ran back up and went back onto the slide for a second and then a third time.

The third time I did there was a line for the slide. The guy in front of me had a stuffie just like me. It looked cool! Like some sort of wolf.

“I like your wolf stuffie.” I managed to say when I worked up the courage to talk to him.

He turned around and smiled, “Thank you! It’s a werewolf!” He told me proudly. “I like your hippo.”

“Thank you! She’s a goddess.” I told him just as proud, holding Taweret up.

“Wow! That’s so cool!” He smiled. “I’m Jack Russel.” He held his hand out to me.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you Jack.” I shook his hand.

Then it was Jack’s turn for the slide. He looked at me nervous, “Is this slide scary?”

I shook my head, “Not at all, a little fast but it’s very fun. Trust me.”

Jack nodded and held his werewolf tight to his chest. Then with a deep breath he went down the slide. After I knew it was safe to slide myself I went down and found Jack laughing.

“You’re right! That was fun!” Jack smiled.

Before I got the chance to reply, someone started calling for Jack. He looked over to see his Caregiver calling him over.

“I guess I gotta go. Maybe I’ll see you around here next time! It was nice meeting you Y/N.”

“It was nice meeting you too!”

Jack ran off to his Caregiver and I walked back to the stairs of the playground. I looked over to see Jake still sitting on his bench. He noticed me look over and waved. I smiled and waved back.

Now that I’ve experienced the small slide I think I’ve got the big slide now! So I climbed and climbed to the tallest level of the playground to the tall slide.

Up there was another Little, he seemed a bit older than me. And immediately when I stepped up he seemed to have a problem with me being up there.

“You’re too little for this slide.” He told me.

“No I’m not!” I argued. Who was he to tell me?

“Yes you are! No babies can go on this slide.”

“I can go on this slide, baby or not.” I wasn’t about to have him telling me I couldn’t just because my headspace was younger than his.

“You can’t go on when you have a stupid stuffed animal with you.” And with that he grabbed Taweret from my arms.

Immediately all my confidence left me as he held my stuffed animal in his hand. “Give her back!!” I yelled.

He shook his head, “No I don’t think I will.” He held Taweret above my head as he started to go back down the stairs to the first level of the playset.

I went after him, trying to get Taweret back. “GIVE HER BACK!!” I yelled but he wouldn’t.

He took off to the opposite side of the playset. I ran after him but tripped, falling down hard. He started to get away Taweret in hand.

I started to cry there on the floor. “Papa!!” I yelled out for Jake. I guess subconsciously I already had a nickname for him.

I didn’t see him get up from the bench, but the next thing I knew he was at the other end of the playground. He didn’t even say a word to the other Little, he just stood over him with that stern expression. It looks could kill, this Little would be dead.

He turned white as a ghost as he handed Taweret back over to Jake. Jake continue to glare at him and mutter some choice words in Spanish under his breath, before he made his way over to me.

I stood up and ran over to Jake, grabbing Taweret and hugging him tightly. Tears fell from my eyes as I hid my face against his shoulder.

He held me close and muttered reassurances to me. “You’re okay pequeño. Taweret is safe. You do not have to worry about that mean little mocoso again. He will not bother you again. I’m here, I’ve got you. It’s okay.”

After a moment I broke apart. “I don’t want to play anymore. Can we have lunch?” I asked.

Jake pointed to the big slide, “Weren’t you about to go down the slide before this happened?”

I nodded my head, “I was but I don’t want to anymore, I just wanna have lunch.”

Jake shook his head, “Nonsense! You wanted to go down that slide. Don’t let a bully like him stop you from enjoying it.”

I think Jake could see the conflict still within me so he added, “I’ll go to the bottom and wait for you. I’ll catch you on the way out.” He added with a wink.

I could help but smile, “Okay, I will.” I said proudly. He’s right! I’m not going to let that guy stop me from going down that slide!

Jake smiled back, “I will see you on the way down then.” And with that he left me to go climb to the tippy top.

I climbed and climbed till I was at the very top. I looked down to see Jake waiting for me at the bottom of the slide. So with a deep breath, I take my seat, put Taweret on my lap and push myself off. This slide was long and fast!

Just as I reached the end Jack grabbed hold of me and lifted me into his arms. “There you are my pequeño! You are so brave for going down the big slide! I am so proud of you.”

I giggled and held onto him. “It was fun! Again! Again!”

“Maybe after lunch pequeño, we need to get some food into that tummy of yours.” He said poking my stomach causing me to giggle.

He walked over to the park bench and grabbed the picnic basket before walking toward the greenery and finding a nice spot for us to sit, under the shade of a tree.

I helped him lay out the picnic blanket before we started to dig into our food. Of course Jake made it and of course it tasted amazing. Jake wrapped an arm around me and I leaned against him, just the two of us, enjoying a day out together at the park.

“Thank you for protecting me.” I said after a moment.

“You don’t need to thank me Y/N. It is my honor to be your Caregiver, an honor I do not take lightly. No one and I mean no one will ever harm you while I am around.”

I felt every word so deeply as he told it. He meant it, every word of it. Between him, Steven and Marc I knew it to true.

“You’re an amazing Caregiver Jake. I can’t wait to spend more time with you.” I said causing Jake to really smile. He seemed so honored by the comment.

“We should do this every week! Every Wednesday you and me go to the park together! Would that be okay with Steven and Marc?”

After a slight pause Jake nodded his head. “It’s a plan.” He smiled.

“I’m so happy to have you as my Caregiver Jake.”

“Pequeño, the honor is all mine.” He pulled me tighter to his side.

The two of us just stayed there, sharing our lunch together in an embrace. His arm wrapped around me and my head resting against his shoulder.

The trip to the park was a major success!

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aew-kun-age-regression · 8 months

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"Buses.."

Pairing: Caregiver!Steven Grant X Little!Reader

Summary: The bus is too full so you and Steven have to stand.

Warnings: Road Safety/Not being able to sit down in a bus.

A/N ~ This is purely self indulgent (and short) as me and @geekgirl-33 had to stand up on the bus to college this morning and we kept neatly falling over. 😂 (I wrote this at college on my laptop -so it might not be the best- because I was an hour early!!!)

‼️THIS IS NOT NSFW‼️

NOT Proofread

You and Steven were on your way to the museum. The two of you walked to the bus stations, for once on time and stood patiently chatting between you, waiting for the bus to arrive.

Steven came up with a few different games, playing eye spy, and count the number of blue cars you could see to name a few. After half an hour the bus finally arrived. People started to pile onto the bus, it filling up quickly.

It took about another 7 minutes to get everyone on the bus and by the time you and Steven had got onto the bus all the seats were filled.

"Sweetheart can you do me a favour and hold my hand? We dont wa t you falling over"

He said with a small chuckle, slightly nervous at the thought of you standing up rather than sitting down.

It was a long hour ride and your legs had started aching about half way through the ride.

"We'll be at the museum soon, your doing really well."

"mm tired Dada…"

"i know you are Love."

The two of you quietly spoke and the time soon passed, you guys arriving at your destination.

"Do you want to press the bell to let the nice bus driver know we want to get off now, Darling?"

"mhm!!!" You happily pressed the 'stop' bell and Steven helped you get off the bus.

The two of you made it to the museum, for once on time meaning that for once Donna would calm down a little, making the day a lot better.

Thankfully on the way back home the two of you were able to get seats, which was good considering that you were definetly too tired to stand up on a shaky bus for another hour.

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittlestories #agere moonknight #agere moon knight #moon knight agere #caregiver!steven grant #little!reader #little reader

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kazzy-boo-baby · 2 months

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For @aew-kun-age-regression !

🌙Marc Spector/Moon Knight/Steven Grant Caregiver Headcannons🌙

🌙-Marc got very nervous when he got asked to be a caregiver. So he did plenty of research on how to take care of a little properly so he could be the best caregiver he could be.

🌙-Marc gets very worried when his little his a fit or a meltdown. All he wants to do is find a solution to fix the problem! But until his little can calm down, he holds them tight in his arms while whispering soft praises in their ear.

🌙-His little knows of his other personality, Steven Grant. In fact, his little loves that about him because it feels like having two daddies at once! When Steven fronts, his little calls him papa. When Marc fronts, his little calls him Dada.

🌙-Steven was very, very shy meeting his little. But once he warmed up to them, all he would want to do was play with them and spoil them with toys and treats.

"Cmon.. are you sure you don't want one more treat? How about just one more! You've been a good boy/girl/kid after all."

🌙-Marc is the one that's more serious and strict with his little. He has a full list of rules that he excepts his little to follow like:

•Naps every day after lunch

•No cursing/talking back

•Always use your manners

•Always, always ask for help when you need it. Don't do dangerous tasks by yourself!

•No sweets after dinner

•TV time is only 3 hours a day

🌙-Steven loves to read his little books. Waking up? Let's read a book! Bored? How about we read a book? Sleepy? Would you like a bedtime story? He always gets excited to read to you, he always tries to get two books in every day.

🌙-When rules are broken, Marc won't hesitate to ground you or put his little in timeout. But he'll sit there with his little during their timeout, reassuring them that it's almost over.

"Only five more minutes, dove. You can do it."

🌙-Steven always makes bath time a fun experience. He'll fill the bath with bubbles, bath crayons, sensory toys for his little to play with and he will make sure to use his little's favorite soap. One of his favorite things to do is put bubbles on his head and blow them off.

🌙-Marc may be strict, but he's also very protective and loving towards his little. There's nothing he loves more than to cradle his little in his arms and rock them back and forth. He wants his little to know that they will always be loved no matter what.

🌙-Marc is better at handling younger littles, while Steven is better at handling older littles. It doesn't matter what headspace their little is at though, he'll love them regardless.

Ex: Marc is better at handling littles who's headspace range from 1-3

Steven is better at handling littles at a headspace range from 3-6

#marc spector #steven grant #mcu #moon knight #agere #agere caregiver #age regression #sfw agere #sfw #marvel mcu #marvel moon knight #headcannons

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Communication

Content - non verbal little!reader, dummy use, bottles, soft toys, crying, slight angst, regression to a young age, steven grant being a cinnamon roll, small mention of marc spector, don't like don't read.

Summary - when your feel really little it's hard to speak, steven doesn't mind.

Authors note - this is one of my first independent fics in a while so I hope you still like it. I am still writing my requests but I just wanted to write one of my own ideas. My apologies because I got excited that it was a character living in the uk I forgot myself a bit and used a few words that people from other parts of the world might not understand so ill do a kind of translation thingy telly - TV, CBeebies - our children's channel Hope you enjoy ♡

You woke up today feeling small.

Really small.

You couldn’t really move unless it was rolling over and you were having trouble speaking.

What made it worse is that you had no idea where Steven was, normally he would get up before you and when you woke up you would call him into the bedroom to take care of you.

But you couldn't do that.

You never usually regressed this young so he didn't know that you had no way to communicate with him if he wasn't in the room.

In the end you gave up on trying to make yourself heard and cuddled into your Taweret toy that Steven had brought home for you from the museum gently wetting the soft fabric with your tears.

Because you were feeling so small you didn't really take in your surroundings and you didn't hear soft footsteps coming into the bedroom.

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Steven was alerted to your soft whimpers while he was feeding Gus through the baby monitor on the table by the sofa.

Putting down the fish food he made his way to your shared bedroom, seeing the duvet was pulled up to cover your entire body he instantly knew something was wrong.

He gently pulled back the duvet taking in the sight before him "Oh love what's wrong?" He asked worriedly. You tried to get the words out, but you just couldn't.

Looking up at him you started to cry again all that came out of your mouth were whines and sobs.

Being as educated on your little space as he could be Steven instantly knew what was happening. "Hey, hey kitten it's ok you don't have to talk I understand you, your ok" he said gently lifting you to his chest and softly Wipeing the tears off of your face with his sleeve.

Walking you out to the living room he gently moved you to his hip to prepare you a bottle, after hitting the 30 second timer he walked the two of you over to the fish tank "hello Gus!" He said looking at you sending a small wave Gus's way "hello Y/N" he said in a slightly higher pitched voice making you smile.

Sitting down on the couch with your bottle in one hand and you on his side he manoeuvred you to lay on this chest, he brought the bottle to your lips his heart clenching with love when you snuggled your face into his neck.

Turning on the telly he flipped it off of the news and onto CBeebies luckily it was one of your favourite shows so you were kept happy.

After finishing the bottle Steven reached for your dummy and Anubis toy that he kept in the living room you examined the gold eyes and black fur of the toy before making patterns with your fingers in the fur.

Steven looked over to a small mirror he had placed on one of the bookshelves to see Marc looking back at him "she's very sweet isn't she?" He said smiling at you Steven could tell that Marc wanted to body so he could spend some time with you. "Yeah she is" he said giving you a kiss on the head.

Marc could have the body after the show was finished.

#daddy!steven grant #daddy!steven #little!reader #steven grant x reader #steven grant #mark spector #mark spector x reader #daddy!mark #moon knight #caregiver #sfw age regression #age regression reader #little reader #i hope this doesn't flop

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slasherbabi · 2 years

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Steven Grant/Marc Spector X Age Regressor (Fem, nameless)

The little one laid in bed, all wrapped up within the sheets, wearing Stevens Sweater as pyjamas, knees tucked beneath the materials, she chewed on the sleeve absentmindedly in her sleep, her other hand reaches out to the empty side of the bed, eyebrows scrunching when she felt nothing in it's place.

"Dada?" She whines softly. Her eyes open slowly, rubbing them before sitting up, cuddling her hippo plush from the museum. Tired eyes drifted over to a figure slumped at the desk. "Daddy... You s'pose to be sleeping..." Bare feet hit the cool wooden floor, waddling over to him.

"Hmm? Oh, sorry love did I wake you?" Steven yawns as he spoke, he leant back, showing he was reading again. "You know I don't like to sleep... I don't want to do anything weird with you sleeping over..."

The little feet stepped into the sand crossing over towards his desk before climbing up into Stevens lap, his arms wrapping around her waist, her arms going around his neck and her cheek resting on his shoulder.

"I don't mind daddy... maybe I'd help..." She felt his chest rumble slightly with a chuckle "I'm serious!" She whines and pouts at him.

Steven smiles down at her, kissing her forehead "Oh, so so sweet..." he coos cuddling her closer. "But, you're supposed to be sleeping buttercup." He checked the time "I put you to bed hours ago." He sighs softly. Her eyes went down, fidgeting with his shirt.

"Not without you."

Steven chews on his lip nervously and looks down at her. "Okay little one... I'll try sleep." He stood up, holding her up around his waist and carrying her to the fridge, refilling her sippy cup with milk and warming it up. A tired smile crossed her face and she snuggled more into his neck seeing what he was doing

"Thank you dada..." He smiles and kisses her head again before carrying her to bed, he strapped his ankle to the post before reminding her of the rules to not unstrap it no matter what. She nods softly before cuddling up to him, he brought the bottle to her lips cuddling up with her and humming.

"Laters Gators Hun, love you..."

Sleepy dada Steven^

#steven grant #Steven Grant as a caregiver #Cg! Moonknight #Cg! Steven Grant #agere reader #Agere reader x fandom

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beebowtf · 2 years

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Revert

Steve Grant & Marc Spector

A/N: Never posted my fan fiction on Tumblr before but I hope it reaches a good audience!

TW: Implied child abuse, child abuse, screaming, hitting.

AO3

He just wanted some damn groceries.

Steven recently picked up baking and needed a whole bunch of crap like baking soda and some shit called Zanem gum?

“Xanthan gum, it should be in the baking aisle.” Steven explained, Marc heard the loud hum of the mixing machine in the background. He could imagine Steven pacing around their tiny kitchen with the phone pressed firmly against his ear.

Marc groaned as he looked at the wide selection of baking materials. Marc could barely boil pasta, what makes Steven think that he understood any of this crap.

“The hell do you even need this for, Steven?”

“It’s to make the cinnamon rolls gooey! I’ve told you this, Marc. Please hurry as the dough is due to be ready within the hour.”

Marc eventually picked out a bag with some old guy on it. Turns out that xanthan gum wasn’t really gum, but some weird powder. He checked out and made his way out the store.

Couldn’t even get to the car before he heard it.

Screaming

Just the lot across from him was some woman, groceries sprawled all around her. Seeming to have dropped a jar of pasta sauce, broken glass and red mixed among the mixed, he continued walking, figuring she was just pissed about losing 3 bucks worth of food.

He didn’t see it until he reached his car.

She was hunched over a kid

He looked to be about 8, arms up instinctively as his, assuming, mother got even closer to him. Her yells getting even more intense, Marc could only imagine that she was practically spitting in the boy's face.

“For fuck sakes, Jason. You can’t even put the bloody bags away? The hell wrong with you, huh? I’m asking you a fucking question!” She hits the top of his head, the boy only getting more scared and shutting down.

Marc only could watch in his own paralyzing fear as the display continued. He wanted to do something, he really did, but he couldn’t. Move. His own thoughts were racing, the hell was wrong with him?

He watched as she kept smacking him, his cries, her screams and yet nothing. Tears welling at his own eyes, his legs trembling.

The woman eventually shoved the boy back in the car and drove off. Leaving Marc staring at the empty parking spot.

He felt useless

He felt like he was in his room again, hands smashed against his little ears. Nails digging into his skin in hopes blocking it out, repeating his little matra.

“It’s not my mom. It’s not my mom.”

But Steven is not here to take over.

Marc left on his own.

Marc willed himself to get into the car, throwing the groceries in the back and the key in the ignition. Turning the radio on full blast, he rammed the gas and sped out of the parking lot. He needed to get home.

He needed Steven.

Steven was growing impatient.

Marc had been out for over two hours, the hell could he have gone? What if something had happened?

Steven was now growing concerned .

Oh good grief,

What if Khonshu was back? What if he took Marc back knowing that he wasn’t a problem anymore, the worm was gone.

No Knonsu wouldn’t, right?

He was the one to separate them.

Oh, but what if one of the bad guys caught wind of Marc wearabouts and was coming for revenge.

Steven paced around the apartment, his mind racing.

When he heard the door unlocking Steven damn near gave himself whiplash. Oh was Marc about to hear an earful, what gave him the right to-

Steven's thoughts came to a halt.

Marc looked scared shitless

Marc’s eyes widened comically when he saw Steven.

“Stevie!” Marc bolted for Steven like a bull chasing a red flag. Steven barely had any time to drop the bowl of mix he was holding.

Marc engulfed Steven in a lung-crushing hug, tucking his head into his neck. Immediately bursting into tears. Steven simply hugged him back in sheer bewilderment, not that he was irritated by Marc. But what the hell was happening right now?

They stood in the middle of their flat, Marc holding onto Steven like he was going to run away if he didn't. Steven felt a little bit like a child's stuffed toy. He rubbed circles on Marc’s back, softly rushing him.

Marc’s cries began to die down and his breathing settled, Steven took it as a sign to pull away. Marc tensed up and picked up his head,

“Don’t leave me, Stevie. Please.”

Steven’s heart sunked

He didn’t know what to do, he sure as hell wasn’t leaving though.

“I won’t bud, I promise.”

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aew-kun · 2 months

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*⁠.⁠✧MoonKnight x teen!reader/child!reader/platonic!reader/Regressor!Reader Masterslist <3*⁠.⁠✧

(all for personal reasons lol :) will be updated as I find more)

( * - Agere Works)

Baby Scarab

New to life

Burden of truth

Scribe of the Gods

One finn wonder

Transitions

Friendly neighbourhood gift shopist

Help from your friends

Homophobic parents

Steven Grant as your older brother

Marc Spector as your older brother

How the Moonknight system is with a teen reader

Prom dress

Glimpse of the past

Guy in the chair

Reuniting

To the moon and back

Fatherhood

Grateful

Solo

Louder than words

The parkourist and the scarab

How to get fired

Tempers to rival

Idiots meet maths

Fish fascination

Water works

Chaotic normalcy

Shiny rock

Night stroll

Annoying partners

Their surprise

Magic

Would have stayed

By your side

Homework help

The best medicine

First meetings

Recruitment

Taken

Drunk

Proud

Harm

Piano lessons

School stress

Spiderkid

Anpu

No time

Falling asleep on them

Friends with the moon

Destructive

Quiet after a storm

Tickles

The librarian

Marc as a Caregiver *

Steven as a Caregiver *

Jake as a Caregiver *

Steven as a Caregiver PT 2 *

Nighty knight *

No fight *

Sleep time *

Little scarab *

Communication *

Little moon goes to school *

Protector of the night *

The goddess of caregiving *

Protector of the playground *

Halloween *

Lights will flicker *

#moon knight #moonknight x teen!reader #moon knight agere #moonknight x reader #Platonic! Moonknight x reader #platonic relationships #platonic reader #aewkunrecommendations #aewkunreblogs

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your-fellow-writer-of-the-night · 10 months

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My Masterlist

Lucifer:

Moodboards:

Regressor Lucifer Morningstar

Regressor Lucifer Morningstar (with Maze and Chloe)

Regressor Lucifer Morningstar (with carer Dan)

Sleepy regressor Lucifer

And yet another regressor Lucifer

Regressor Lucifer and babysitter Maze

Vent regressor Lucifer

Vent pet regressor Lucifer

Another vent regressor Lucifer

Caregiver Micheal Demiurgos (with some headcanons)

Stimboard:

Lucifer Morningstar

Headcanons:

Regressor Lucifer Morningstar

Fanfics:

As Sweet as Whiskey (regressor Lucifer, carer Chloe)

Sleepy Devil (regressor Lucifer)

Wake up bud (regressor Lucifer, carer Maze)

It's not because I'm tired (regressor Lucifer, carer Amenadiel)

Good Omens:

Moodboard:

Regressor Crowley (with cg Aziraphale)

Regressor Angel Crowley

Regressor Crowley 👻 (spooky vibes, my favorite moodboard so far)

Regressor Beelzebub

Caregiver Aziraphale

Caregiver Aziraphale 🕊️

Another caregiver Aziraphale

Caregiver Crowley

Crowley and Aziraphale

Fanfics:

Milk, Honey and a Tea Spoon of Vanilla (regressor Crowley, carer Aziraphale)

Cozy fireplace (regressor Crowley, carer Aziraphale)

Doctor Who:

Moodboards:

Regressor Tenth Doctor

Tenth Doctor

Supernatural:

Moodboards:

Regressor Dean Winchester

Regressor Dean

Another regressor Dean

9-1-1 Lone Star:

Moodboards:

Regressor TK Strand

House M.D:

Moodboards:

Regressor Greg House (with cg Wilson)

Regressor James Wilson (and teddy bears)

Regressor Robert Chase

Another regressor Chase

Caregiver James Wilson

Headcanons:

Regressor Robert Chase

Fanfics:

The average dog is nicer than the average person (pet regressor Wilson and carer House. *unfinished)

White Collar:

Moodboards:

Regressor Neal Caffrey

Regressor Neal Caffrey (with cg Peter Burke)

Another regressor Neal Caffrey

Fanfics:

Time out (regressor Neal with El and Peter)

Suits:

Moodboards:

Regressor Mike Ross

Vent Regressor Mike Ross (tw- weed)

Regressor Harvey Specter (Racing Hearts)

Regressor Mike Ross (Racing Hearts)

Regressors Mike and Harvey (Racing Hearts)

Fanfics:

Racing Hearts

Bones:

Moodboards:

Regressor Seeley Booth (with cg Temperance Brennan)

Regressor Jack Hodgins (with Booth and Angela)

Moon Knight:

Moodboards:

Regressor Steven Grant

Hannibal:

Moodboards:

Regressor Will Graham (with cg Hannibal)

Hudson & Rex:

Moodboards:

Regressor Charlie Hudson

Regressor Charlie

Regressor Charlie (winter-ish theme)

Regressor Jesse Mills

Headcanons:

Regressor Charlie Hudson

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littlespacereader · 9 months

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Hi hi hi!!! I'm back with another Moonknight request!!! 😅 I was wondering if you could maybe do something with Caregiver!Steven Grant. (or if you'd prefer it Steven as like an older sibling???) Maybe little!reader has a nightmare or something and doesn't want to go back to sleep so reader and Steven play with Legos (or another activity of your choice) until reader is tired enough to try and sleep again???

Completely fine if not!!!

Hope you're having an amazing day/evening/night!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)!!!

@aew-kun-age-regression Thank you for another Moon Knight request! I literally love writing them!!Caregiver Steven Grant owns my heart!🥺💞 I am so for this idea! Instead of a older sibling I wrote him as a Caregiver because I love me a gentle CG like Steven! I hope you like this fic! Enjoy!

Protector of the Night🌙

Caregiver! Steven Grant & GN Little! Reader (SFW)

Tags- nightmare, hurt/comfort, building legos, stuffie, cuddles, storytelling

Nickname- Darling, Little One, Sweetheart, Little Moon

It was a rainy night in London. The type of night where the rain gently hit on the window panes. The type of rain storm that would put anyone in a gentle sleep.

The rain seemed to have that effect on Steven Grant and his Little Y/N. The two were sound asleep next to one another while the rain fell outside.

Y/N had their head resting on Steven’s chest and Steven had his arm securely wrapped around them. Whether he was awake or asleep he is always a protector.

Steven used to sleep horrible. Terrified of sleeping walking which he later learned was him swapping heads with Marc. But now, with his little one wrapped around him. He’s never slept more peacefully.

But he sadly couldn’t protect his little one from nightmares. Y/N squirmed and jolted in their sleep until suddenly they jumped up gasping for air. “No! No!!!” They yelled out.

Steven quickly woke up, realizing what happened to his little one. “Y/N! Y/N darling it’s okay! It’s okay! You’re here with me. You’re okay.”

It took Y/N a moment to realize what was going on and where they were. “Steven?” They cried before they practically tackled Steven into a hug. They collapsed into his arms and started to cry. Steven’s heart broke seeing his little one so upset from the nightmare.

“You’re okay darling. You’re okay. I’m so sorry you had such a terrible dream sweetheart. But it’s all over. Nothing can hurt you now. I’ve got you, I’ll protect you.” He pulled his little one into his lap and started to rock them in his arms.

His little one cried into his shoulder, muttering little things here and there to explain what happened in the nightmare. This nightmare was a reoccurring dream that Steven was dragged away from Y/N and there was nothing they could do to stop it.

It was no secret that Marc Spector suffered from DID. Before meeting Y/N it was something he couldn’t control. But now Marc and Steven were on the same page with their time shared in the body. The only thing the two of them argued about was who was going to spend time with their shared little one. Both absolutely head over heels for their little one Y/N.

But the horrors of being locked away not only scared Steven and Marc, it scared their little one too.

“I’m not going anywhere love. No one will ever take me away from you. I’ll always be right here by your side.” Steven said before placing a small kiss to his little one’s head. One hand was wrapped around their back for protection, the other carded through their hair.

They looked at up him with teary eyes, “Promise?”

The question broke Steven’s heart. His little one dealt with rejection and abandoned before. The question came from sad past of being left too many times. If Steven could track down every person who ever hurt Y/N, he’d let Marc take them all.

“I promise from the bottom of my heart.” Steven held his pinky up and the two wrapped them around each other. They both shared a sincere smile.

“It’s really early in the morning Y/N. I say we try to settle back down and go back to sleep.” Steven suggested.

“No! I’m not even tired anymore!” Y/N tried to say, but no one isn’t tired at 3am, especially a younger Little such as Y/N.

Steven could obviously tell his little one was tired too. But he knew that they wouldn’t sleep without getting their mind off that terrible nightmare. So he devised a plan.

“You’re not tired anymore? Well then I guess we’ll just have to get up and start our day.” Steven suggested. He hoped out of bed and took Y/N’s hand in his.

“Are you hungry darling?” They started to walk toward the mock living room Steven had in his small apartment. Y/N shook their head no.

“Alright then how about we spend our early morning playing some games. Wanna play with some legos?”

Y/N smiled and nodded. Steven sat on the rug in the middle of the living room as Y/N ran over and grab the container of legos pouring them onto the floor between the two. They dropped the container and took a seat shoulder to shoulder with Steven.

“What are you going to build?” Steven asked as he started to take a piece from here and there.

“I’m going to build a tall tower!” Y/N said as they grabbed their pieces.

“A tall tower? Well, surely it’s not going to be bigger than my tower.” Steven said smirking to himself. If there’s one thing his Little loves is a friendly competition.

“No way! Mine is going it be the biggest!”

Soon the two of them were in a heated battle building their Lego towers on the rug. Y/N eagerly grabbed pieces left and right trying to have their tower built taller.

Steven happily watched, putting pieces together here and there on his tower, but mostly watching his little one build. He loved seeing their creativity and enthusiasm. Soon Y/N had to sit on their knees to continue to build their tower higher and higher.

“Wow! Now that is what I call a skyscraper! Mine barley look like a building.” Steven joked. The two looked at his tiny Lego house and laughed.

“I like it! It look like our home.” Y/N sat beside him, abandoning their project. “Maybe we should make a backyard or a garden!”

Steven smiled at the idea. “I think that would be lovely!”

The two started to build their Legos working together with each other. Y/N started to build onto Steven’s Lego house a little Lego garden while Steven build them a little Lego backyard.

As the night, well…morning, dragged on with their Lego game Steven started to notice his little one leaning against him more and more. Eventually it got to the point of Y/N resting their head on Steven’s shoulder while they lazily placed Lego pieces one by one.

“Alright darling I think we’ve had enough fun playing Lego. Let’s continue this in the morning.”

“I’m not tired.” Y/N tried to protest but their half open eyes said differently.

“How about we try to rest at least? I can read you a story?” Steven added as he picked up a book from their bookshelf, holding it up to show Y/N.

Y/N nodded their head and held their hand out to Steven to be picked up. So much for not being tired. Steven smiled nonetheless, he put the book under his arms and walked over to Y/N, picking them up and into his arms.

Then the two walked back to his bed. He settled Y/N on their side of the bed before heading to his own. But he stepped on something on the way.

“Now what is Taweret doing on the floor?” He lifted the hippo stuffed animal up. “She must’ve left and went on an adventure while you were asleep.”

Steven walked around to his side of the bed and handed Y/N their Taweret stuffie before he got himself settled in bed next to his little one. Y/N held their stuffie tightly to their chest.

They snuggled closer to Steven as he put his arm around their shoulders. Steven opened the story book in his lap and began to read. Steven is always the best at storytelling! He makes funny voices for all the characters and points out different things on the pictures.

They were about half way through the book when Steven looked down and noticed Y/N fast asleep against him. He smiled to himself and closed the book, setting it on his end table, before wrapping his blanket around Y/N and himself.

Steven glanced at the alarm clock that now said 5:30 am. He sighed, he definitely isn’t making it to work this afternoon. He leaned over and grabbed his cell, sending a quick text to his boss before he settling in for the night…morning actually. Today was definitely going to be a lazy day for the two.

With one arm holding onto Y/N tightly, he kissed their head. “Good night my little moon.” He whispered before resting his head on top of his little one. The two slept peacefully together for the rest of their morning, the protector of the night and his little moon.

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aew-kun-age-regression · 1 year

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Hii would u mind making a story abt the moon boys (moon knight) taking care of a little

Have a gr8 day or night :3

Hiii!!! I absolutely love this request and although I can't do loads of full fanfic requests because of my GCSEs I can do a few and this was one of the ones that I just had to do!! Omg I love the moon boys!!! I want them to be my caregiver!!!

Anyways I hope this was okay!!

"Just a Nightmare bub.."

Pairings: Caregiver!Marc Spector, Caregiver!Steven Grant, Caregiver!Jake Lockley x Little!Reader

Summary: You have a nightmare and the moon boys are there to comfort you!

Warnings: Reader has a nightmare, Reader can see all of the boys (not just who's fronting at the time), nicknames (dada, kid/kiddo, sweetheart, Lovie, bub)

Translations - Compañero = Buddy.

(Gender Neutral Reader)

‼️THIS IS NOT NSFW‼️

NOT Proofread

Marc had woken up, hearing a quiet and upset whine. He looked over to where you were currently crying, curled up into a ball, asleep.

"Kid..." He mumbled, sitting up.

He lightly shook you, waking you up with a start.

"Woah..! Kiddo.. it's okay.." He exclaimed. Pulling you into a hug.

You continued to cry.

"Sweetheart.. You had a nightmare.." Holding you tighter as you cried more.

"dada here.." you sobbed, through your tears.

"Dada's here.. it's okay..."

Marc didn't know how to help so Steven fronted.

"Lovie.. everything is okay.. would you like some chocolate milk..? It might help you calm down..?"

"but is nightime.." you muttered confused.

"Well yes.. it is nightime but I think we can make and exception, don't you think Marc, Jake?"

Steven looked to the mirror, looking at the two.

"yeahhh I think we can. Right compañero?"

Jake answered.

"As long as it's Stevens who's making it, yeah!" Marc said with a chuckle.

"Come on them Bub.. let's get you a bottle..!"

Steven said as he picked you up, settling you on his hip.

"You wanna put on the TV or do you want me to do it?"

"me!!"

"okay then Lovie!" He said with a smile.

He took you to the living room area, sitting you Infront of his TV and handed you the remote.

You put on your favourite cartoon, forgetting all about the nightmare that plagued your dreams whilst Marc and Jake watched over you.

He shortly came back with a bottle in his hand, sitting down on the sofa. You cuddled up to him.

You reached out for the bottle and Steven handed it to you as you leaned against him, head resting on his chest.

Jake fronted stroked your hair carefully, as he began to hum to 'Dos Oruguitas'. You closed your eyes peacefully falling back to sleep...

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dontmeantobepoliticalbut · 1 year

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Following the Supreme Court’s elimination of the federal right to abortion in June, conservatives have taken aim at other fundamental protections, such as same-sex marriage and access to contraception. But some on the right are resurfacing a different, long-simmering project: stigmatizing divorce, including, in some instances, attacking no-fault divorce laws.

No-fault divorce in the U.S. was first adopted in California in 1969, and New York was the last state in the country to pass a no-fault divorce law, which it did in 2010. Although state laws differ, in general no-fault divorce means that one party can successfully dissolve a marriage without needing to first prove wrongdoing by the other partner – including adultery, abuse, or desertion.

Ohio Republican Senate nominee J.D. Vance praised the idea of staying in violent marriages in remarks to high school students in southern California last September. Vance argued “all of us should be honest” about how “making it easier for people to shift spouses like they change their underwear” by leaving marriages that were “maybe even violent” had negative effects on the children, according to Vice, which first reported the comments.

Although Vance’s comments were made before the overturning of Roe v. Wade, they’ve taken on a new salience amid a conservative movement that sees formerly out-of-reach goals as newly attainable. And Vance has lots of company in right-wing media.

youtube

Reactionary YouTuber Tim Pool recently discussed no-fault divorce laws on his show, titling the clipped segment: “No-Fault Divorce Has DESTROYED Men's Confidence In Marriage, Men Don't Want To Get Married Anymore.” The discussion focused on how no-fault divorce laws were to blame for what the panel perceived to be a rise in prenuptial agreements, which segued into a meandering discussion lamenting divorce in general.

“The courts are heavily biased in favor of women to an insane degree, especially with children,” Pool said, parroting a cliche often espoused by so-called men’s rights activists, an anti-feminist movement that claims men are structurally disadvantaged in divorce proceedings and family court. (Although it is true that women are generally granted sole custody more frequently than men, the reasons for that are complicated and have to do with men historically having higher incomes and sexist ideas about mothers being natural caregivers.)

Fellow conservative YouTuber Steven Crowder has also argued that no-fault divorce laws are disincentivizing young men to get married. In an unfocused June 24 rant calling for the Supreme Court to now overturn marriage equality rights conferred in Obergefell v. Hodges, Crowder said no-fault divorce laws are “a raw deal for a lot” of men.

“Oh, it’s no-fault divorce, which, by the way, means that in many of these states if a woman cheats on you, she leaves, she takes half,” Crowder said. “So it’s not no-fault, it’s the fault of the man.”

“There need to be changes to marital laws, and I’m not even talking about same-sex marriage,” he added. “Talking about divorce laws, talking about alimony laws, talking about child support laws.”

That wasn’t the first time Crowder has made the argument. After referring to “no-fault divorce states” using air quotes in an April 22 segment, he said, “It’s the only contract that I know of where one side is financially incentivized to break it.”

“If you’re a woman that comes from meager means, and you want to get wealthy – you’ve never worked, you didn’t get a degree, you have no skill set, but you’re good-looking – your best path to victory is simply to marry a man, leave him, and take half,” Crowder added. He later reiterated that “we need to reform divorce laws in this country.”

Some of the loudest anti-LGBTQ conservative voices are also the biggest critics of no-fault divorce, in both cases making an appeal to tradition and what they see as a God-given natural order while defending nakedly patriarchal power relations. Patriarchy depends on a rigid gender binary, with clearly defined roles and expectations; conservatives believe LGBTQ identities subvert this dynamic. Similarly, no-fault divorce laws upended patriarchal power, freeing women from de facto second-class status and dependence on men.

No one encapsulates this tendency more than the virulently anti-trans conservative pundit Matt Walsh. In defending Kanye West’s harassment and threatening behavior in March toward his estranged wife Kim Kardashian, who had recently filed for divorce, Walsh also argued that it should be more arduous to dissolve marriages.

Walsh has made versions of this argument dating back to at least 2015, explicitly in the context of the supposed threat that same-sex marriage posed to heterosexual couples.

Walsh’s Daily Wire colleague Michael Knowles made the same point last year.

“We see the weakening of marriage through no-fault divorce," Knowles said. “This is a very bad turn of events.”

“Do you think society has gotten much better since the social and sexual revolutions of the 1960s? Or has it gotten a little bit worse?” Knowles asked. “Are we in a period of ascendancy or a period of decline?”

Knowles’ line is increasingly common on the right. Senior writer at National Review Online Dan McLaughlin also sees the liberation movements of the second half of the 20th century as a locus of social disintegration, recently linking gay marriage rights and no-fault divorce as twin aspects of a singular problem.

Some conservatives are even more overt in their playbook. The right’s successful campaign to overturn Roe should serve as a “path by which campaigns for social change must be patterned,” Katy Faust and Stacy Manning write at The Federalist. “That’s especially true for those still willing to fight the battle for marriage.”

Faust and Manning run Them Before Us, which describes itself as “a global movement defending children’s right to their mother and father.”

In their piece, they present a hypothetical back-and-forth that activists can use to field questions, such as:

“If you really think family is so important then you must be against divorce.”

• Correct, no-fault divorce is the original re-definition of marriage and it has devastated the American family.

(The two also oppose same-sex marriage on the grounds that “children of gay couples lose maternal or paternal love and half their heritage.”)

Others on the right downplay this trend.

“As for no-fault divorce, it’s not entirely clear that the policy — while a tragic mistake, from the social-conservative perspective—actually features prominently in the mainstream Right’s priorities. (Which Republican is campaigning on repealing no-fault divorce?)” writes Nate Hochman at National Review. To answer the rhetorical question: the Texas Republican Party, for one, which includes in its 2022 platform a proposal “to rescind unilateral no-fault divorce laws and support covenant marriage and to pass legislation extending the period of time in which a divorce may occur to six months after the date of filing for divorce.”

Justice Clarence Thomas’ concurring opinion in the Supreme Court’s recent Dobbs decision, which overturned Roe, made it clear that aspects of the right are interested in rolling back marriage equality and contraception rights. “We have a duty to ‘correct the error’ established in those precedents," Thomas wrote. It’s not difficult to imagine a movement built on patriarchy targeting divorce laws next.

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Little scarab (pt 2)

Content - age regression, self conscious reader, soft toys, playroom, colouring in, mommy!layla, daddy!steven, polyamorous relationship, dont like dont read.

Summary - your first time fully regressing in front of your partners.

Authors note - it took me way longer than it should have to write this I'm so sorry!, I used google translate because I don’t speak a word of arabic so i apologise if anything is incorrect. I don't feel like this is my best writing but I just wanted to get it out as soon as possible because I made all of you little scarabs wait so long, I hope you enjoy<3

Translations - princess = amira, honey love = alhubu aleasul, angel = malak

Part one - here

You knew as soon as you woke up that you wouldn’t be able to stop your regression, you were already feeling very hazy.

It had been a few weeks since the night they had found out about your situation, you knew that you were safe to regress with your partners but you still couldn’t help being a little bit nervous about it. Rolling over to look at the clock on your bedside table you saw that it said 9:30am, Steven or mark would have been at work by now.

Marc was fronting last night but he probably would have switched places with Steven this morning for work. They had stayed at your flat last night because you had dragged Layla along to watch love island with you and she had forced Marc to join her for moral support.

Pulling back your duvet and sliding out of your bed you made your way to your wardrobe, opening one of the doors you pulled out one of your hidden away soft toys she was a violet rabbit that your niece Abbey had gifted you when she was younger.

Opening your bedroom door you walked onwards you’re living area spotting Layla pouring herself a cup of ribena. When she heard your feet softly hit the floorboards she instantly looked up at you.

“Hi love” she said cheerily placing the cup on the bench, walking over to you she gave you a kiss on the forehead and a slightly confused look when you didn’t respond.

“Honey, are you alright” she gently said stroking a price of hair out of your eyes and lightly tilting your head up to look at her.

You opened you mouth to reply but you just couldn’t, you knew what you wanted to say but the words just refused to leave your mouth.

Laying your head on her shoulder with a whine you wanted the ground to swallow you whole, that was until you heard her let out a happy gasp. “Am i dealing with a little one?” She asked rocking you back and forth in her embrace “mhm” you mumbled looking up at her.

“Oh honey it’s okay don’t be embarrassed!” She cooed “mommy’s got you sweetie” she said kissing your head. “Mommy?” You gazed up at her shyly "yes my little amira" she said lifting you up and cuddling your body to her chest making you giggle.

"Ahh there's my favourite sound!" She said peppering kisses to your face and hairline. You were revealing in your partners love and affection but you couldn't help but feel like something was missing "when’s daddy coming back?" You whispered into her ear feeling very shy and conflicted in whether or not you were able to call him that.

"Aww darling he still has a few more hours to go but he'll be back before you know it, we just have to get busy!" Walking the two of you out of the kitchen layla made her way to the shelf behind the sofa and picked up your fake plant revealing the key to your playroom.

You let out a very surprised gasp.

"How- how did you?" You stuttered out looking at her in shock "I have my sources alhubu aleasul" she chuckled walking towards the timber door.

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A few hours had gone by in your playroom and you were having the time of your life. During that time you had given layla a tour and shown her all of your soft toys, so far she had memorised half of their names, she had done some colouring in with you and now you were sitting on a pile of pillows leaning against her shoulder.

She was humming toy a soft tune while you played with the ear of your violet rabbit. Everything was quiet until you heard the front door open.

Stirring lightly in Layla's grasp you tried to make yourself seem bigger to greet whoever it was, but Layla was having none of it.

"Hey baby its okay it's just daddy your okay, relax " she explained pulling you down gently back into her chest. Hearing the door to your playroom creek slightly you tried to hide your face in Layla's curls feeling very shy and self conscious.

"Hello little one" you heard a soft London accent coming closer towards you, at first you were reluctant to look forward but when you realised the calm edge to his voice you realised that you weren't in any kind of trouble.

Steven was sitting cross legged in front of you with a kind smile on his face making you smile back “hi d-Steven” you giggled trying to hide yourself in Layla's hair again “ah ah no need to hide love” Steven said gently taking your hand in his.

“I've got something for you sweetheart” he said pulling something out of his bag and placing it in your hands, it was a soft toy of taweret that they sold at the museum “like mommy’s avatar!” you squealed cuddling her to your chest making layla chuckle “thank you daddy!” you said under your breath testing the waters “your welcome poppet” he said with a warm smile moving to embrace you.

“why don’t you show daddy around malak?” she said giving you a kiss on your hairline “oh yes that would be nice” steven said helping you up off the ground and watching you walk towards a box of soft toys “okay!” you giggled selecting a range of toys to start off with in colour correct order.

finally you were the perfect little family.

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babylittlebug · 10 months

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About me

Name: You can call me Marie!

Pronouns: She/her

Big age: I'm in my 20s

Small age: 0-4 (usually baby!) 🍼

I'm ADHDer and I use regression to help me calm my mind and also to cope with anxiety and stress.

I use this blog mainly to help me regress, so you'll probably see me here while small a lot, please talk to me as such just in case!

My regression is usually voluntary and it's hard for me to fully regress, so I end up age dreaming most of the time.

I regress involuntarily sometimes too, specially when I'm sleepy or upset.

No one irl knows about my regression, that's why I barely have any agere items.

I don't have a cg, but I like to imagine some of my comfort fictional characters as my caregivers, I mention them later in this post!

I'm very shy but you can talk to me whenever you want!! 🥰

Fave colour: Purple!

Fave animal: Elephant 🐘

Fave snack: Ice-cream and chocolate 😋

Fave cartoons: The Dragon Prince, Steven Universe, She-Ra and Bluey when I'm feeling small.

Big me hobbies: Playing videogames, watching series and movies, reading and writing.

Little me hobbies: Napping, cuddling with suffies while watching cartoons, babbling, napping, coloring... napping again...

Main fictional caregivers: Steven Grant (Moon Knight), Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars) and Nick Valentine (Fallout 4).

DO NOT INTERACT: NSFW blogs, pedos/MAPS, racists, misogynists, anti-lgbt, n@zis, abusers and r@pists. You'll be blocked on sight.

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ace-of-gay · 2 years

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Hi again, I don’t know if you would write a Steven grant as a caregiver. If so could you do it where he takes little reader to the aquarium

Please and thanks

Fishy funday

Steven grant x little reader

Aquarium trip

Pronouns: none used gender neutral, all inclusive

No race mentioned, all inclusive (if you believe otherwise please let me know and i will work to make changes in future fics)

Warnings: age regression, names like daddy, dada, dove, little star, bub etc. items like onesie, paci stuffys.medicine, mentions of fronting in relation to disasociative disorders, if im forgetting something let me know!

Word count: 1,028

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Your infatuation wasn’t just of Gus it was just encouraged by the little games you would play with him, putting your finger on the tank followed by Gus swimming to it and bumping the glass, something so simple but so fun, calm and soothing especially when its an extra stressful day.

Steven noticed, and in moments where he wasn’t front mark would take a picture for your daddy to look at later when he would be front again.

Layla was understanding to the situation between mark and Steven so when they were out at work or just busy she would sit with you in front of the fish tank playing follow with Gus.

Eventually you had gotten a fishy pal and a few snails for the tank so gus wouldn't get lonely when he had no one to play with, but of course there you were on stressful days and sleepless night little or big watching your little aquatic friends.

Steven even noticed when you’d go to the library and comeback with books about marine life and the oceans, it brought a smile to his face to see you so enthralled over something.

Today he had the day off, he’s been planning the events for today for a couple weeks now, kind of hoping you’d be little for the experience so it’ll be more memorable to healing your inner child.

In your room he seats himself next to you on your bed, making sure to turn off your alarm before it woke you so he could wake you himself, rubbing his hand along between your shoulder blades as you lay on your tummy, stirring awake and maneuvering yourself to hug him, "good morning my little star, i hope you slept well because we have a fun day planned" that really peaked your interest as your half lidded eyes shot open in excitement, a day with daddy just you and him.

"What we gon' do?" You babbled behind your paci while Bouncing on your knees in excitement.

"Well i cant tell you or itll ruin the suprise but gus knows where im takin you, maybe you can ask him when we feed the fishies after we get ready"

Nodding in response you jump out of bed to get ready.

Slipping on a pair of dungarees/ overalls over a onesie covered in suns and moons, a pair of sandals and going through the rest of your morning routine.

Eating a quick breakfast, feeding the fish and you’re both ready to go.

"Daddy where we goin?" You question as he pulls into a parking lot, I cant tell you just yet bud, but once you see the entrance you’ll know right as you see it" excitedly rushing to get out, jumping up and down, you know you’re not allowed to run off without him holding your hand.

"Alright baby lets go" taking your hand, he leads you over pulling the tickets out of his pocket, "daddy, daddy its the fishie place" tugging him to the line you quickly get through the check in and bag check and off you go, pulling him in all directions.

A little overwhelmed of all the decisions you stop in the middle of the main area, looking around trying to figure out where to start you look up to your daddy with a pout, "where we go fiwst dada?".

"Oh bub, you get too excited? Lets look at the map, it’ll show up the full round and best route" he chuckles.

Looking at the map posted he ponders for a moment trying to determine what way you should go, " do you wanna see big fishies or small fishies first? Maybe we should work our way up hm?"

"Dat sounds pewfect daddy, so perfect, what ways the smol fishies?

Leading you to the left trail to the first building with your average everyday pet fish, crabs, muscles gooey ducks and many more. entering the first room you run over to the first tank, your hands pushed against the glass, you go off pointing at each fish, telling everything you know about them, it was absolutely adorable to him, a smile amongst his face nodding along to your rambling.

"Hey peanut, look over there, there’s a big touch pool, do ya wanna feel the fishys?"

"Yes-yes pease daddy, i gon be careful i pomise" dragging him to the touch pool, and putting your hand into the cold water, "dada dis ones a sea nenomy, wike nemos home" reaching over to more creatures, petting a starfish "even tho dey can grow back their legs but the new one aways gonna be a tiny bit shorter, ooh and dis is an urchin, he’s not a long-spined urchin so is safe to touch"

Touching the stingrays and sea cucumbers and others you finally continue on.

Going to the bigger fish tanks you find small sharks in rehabilitation, info about dolphins and whales, a place that overlooks the beach just outside the aquarium zoo shows seals on the rocks.

Next was the otters where people are able to bring rocks for them to put in their underarm pockets, Steven gives you a rock from the backpack where you hand it directly to an otter pup.

The next exhibit was by far the coolest, with rehabilitated manta rays squid, octopuses, squid, jellyfish, sea turtles and a few more of your favorites.

By the time you got to the end of the exhibits you were absolutely tuckered out, getting a stuffy octopus and off you went, headed to the car, if it wasn’t for how exhausted you ended up being by the end, you would have tried to refuse leaving.

Every step less sturdy than the other "oh my baby, did you have a good time?" He picks you up carrying you the rest of the way, "mhm, had most -mount of fun, best day wif daddy" you mumble, eyes falling shut, trying to fight it off, he sets you in the passenger seat buckling you up and getting in himself.

Taking your hand in his while your other clutches your stuffy, "go to sleep dove, daddy’s here, we’ve had a big day"

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Okay so maybe while editing i ended up rewriting the second half of this but its here now and better than it was gonna be.

I reallly wanna share my fluffy finds today on my walk because i thought for sure it was gonna be a terrible day because of my allergies and such buuuut... look at all the critters i saw.

There was also an American bulldog in this yard but I couldn't take a picture of him

There were 2 chickens in this yard but I could only take a picture of one... Then I saw a Jack Russell terrier A border collie and a corgi

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