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kitty-agere-fics · 5 months

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Dada's Little Angel

Little!Reader, CG!Soobin TW: Panic attack, sensory sensitive reader Request Info - - - - Masterlist

You and Soobin were at a shopping mall when music could be hear playing in the background. "Binnie?" You ask softly, nervously, not getting his attention immediately. "Dada!" Your voice becomes louder, more panicked. Soobin gently strokes your cheek, trying to calm you down, "Hey, hey, what's wrong, Kiddo? Talk to me. Talk to Dada. What's going on?"

You look up at Soobin, tears in your eyes. "Too much," you whimper softly. 'Too much what, Kiddo? Can you tell Dada what's going on, sweet Angel?" "People…noise…everything.." You talk softly, fighting tears. Soobin gives you a quick hug. "Oh, Y/N-ie. Oh, sweet little angel.," he whispers, "It's okay, Kiddo. It's okay, my Angel. Dada is here. Right here, Angel." He gently kisses your forehead before gently pulling you through the crowds, "Come on, Angel. We're going to go somewhere quieter." Soobin pulls you into a family restroom and hugs you closely, trying to calm you. "Shhh, Angel, it's alright. Dada's got you. Dada's here." He whispers softly. "Dada, too much," you whimper, crying into his shoulder. Soobin rubs your back gently, trying to calm you. "Don't cry, Kiddo. It's okay, my Angel," he whispers, keeping his voice soft to not overwhelm you further. "Dada, want go home. Pwease, Dada," you look up at him, teary eyed and afraid. He kisses the top of your head. "Okay, okay." He whispers. "Look, at me Angel. Dada wants to go to one more store, just one. Then we can go home, okay? Can you do one more store for Dada? I think you'll really like this one. It's also right by the exit, so it should be a bit quieter." He smiles at you, a soft, caring smile on his face. You nod slowly. "Okay. Let's get your headphones on you, Angel. But, you need to hold my hand the whole time. You're too little to walk around without holding Dada's hand. Okay, my Angel?" He puts a pair of noise cancelling headphones on you and gently wipes your tears away from your face. He takes your hand and leads you back through the mall and towards the exit. He leads you into a small store that has no one in it. He walks up to the front register and speaks with the lady at the counter. The lady hands Soobin a box. He thanks her, then the two of you leave. You and Soobin arrive home about ten minutes later. "Go sit on the couch, Angel. Dada needs to go get something really fast." He sets the box on the coffee table, in front of the couch before quickly going down the hall. He comes back into the room, holding a box cutter. He opens the box, double checking that he knows what's inside. He smiles and hands you the box. "Open it, Angel," he says softly, "Dada got you a present." You take the box and pull out a plushie. It's Hello Kitty holding a heart. The heart has something written on it. "What is say, Dada?" You ask softly. "It say's Dada's Little Angel," he smiles and gently kisses the top of your head. "Thank 'oo, Dada!" You smile excitedly, memory of the panic fading already.

This is the plushie that I use for inspo for the plushie that Soobin gets for reader :-)

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riikive · 10 months

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LITTLE ONE ⌕ 강태현

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pairing. taehyun x female!oc | genre. soft, fluffy, romance, comfort/hurt, etc. | warning. age regression, littlespace, etc. | word count. 1.9k

note. this is my first age regression story. I did research as best as I could. I apologize if it isn't as accurate. I did my best. I made another account for age regression stories only, so if you are interested, here is the link. Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!

Yumi was on her phone, scrolling through Instagram. Sighing quietly at the photos of people looking happy and pretty. She knew she shouldn't feel sad, but it couldn't be helped sometimes. Exiting Instagram, she turned off her phone and just stared at the television. Letting her thoughts roam around her head.

She heard the passcode, meaning her boyfriend was home. Taking a breath as she heard the door closed. "I'm home!" Her boyfriend shouted.

"Welcome home!" She shouted back. Yumi looked behind and smiled when she saw her boyfriend, Taehyun. He smiled back as he walked towards her. Putting his bag down on the couch before wrapping his arms around her. Kissing the top of her head. "How was my girl doing?"

"Like any other day, good," she answered. "How about you?" He rested his chin on her head before responding. "It was a hectic day, but seeing my girl after a long day. I feel better than during the day." Yumi nodded. They stayed in complete silence in each other's warmth before Taehyun went to the shared bedroom to shower.

the rest is under the cut

While he was showering, Yumi quickly went to another room. What she told Taehyun was half a lie. It wasn't good. She was so stressed from work, and scrolling down Instagram didn't help at all. She took a breath, inhaled, and exhaled. Walking towards the closed closet before opening it. Spotting two of the boxes on the floor before pulling them out.

It has been 2 months since she moved in with Taehyun. She was hesitant at first but agreed to move into his apartment as he promised her that she could have the extra room he had if she wanted it. So she agreed with the condition of him not entering the room. He agreed and never questioned it. It wasn't like she didn't trust him. It was complicated.

Yumi set down a huge blanket on the floor before looking through the box. She took out two coloring books, two of her favorite children's books, some snacks, and her favorite teddy bear. Just looking at the teddy bear made her feel small.

Looking through the boxes, she quickly grabbed a paci and some crayons. Putting the paci in her mouth before opening a random page of her new coloring book that she got a few weeks ago. Yumi began to color while eating her goldfish snacks.

As she played around with her toys, she slowly slipped into her little headspace. She felt much better after slipping. Knowing Taehyun was probably working on his work in the dining room and dinner won't be until 2 hours later, she let herself be little.

Suddenly she heard a knock on the door, she froze in her spot. Stopped what she was doing before slowly turning to the closed door. "Yumi?"

Oh no. She cursed. "Y-yes?" She stuttered, making the sound using her adult voice. "What do you want to eat for dinner?" Taehyun asked.

"Anything!" She shouted, using her adult voice. There was silence after her answer. She bit her lips and waited for a couple of seconds before heading to Taehyun, walking away from the door. She sighed in relief before playing with her things again.

One hour has passed. Yumi was walking around until she accidentally hit her leg on the bed and thumped on the floor. Tears were falling as she lay on the floor. She heard Taehyun running down the hallway before knocking on the door again. "Yumi, is everything okay in there?" He asked.

She was in tears, sitting on the floor, and looking at her cut. She grabbed her teddy bear, which was near her, and held it tightly as she felt tears rolling down. No answer came from her. "Yumi, is everything okay in there?" He asked again. "Y-yeah," she tried to use her adult voice, but her little voice cracked because she was silently crying. "I'm coming in," he said.

Hearing the door twist open, she let reality hit. Closing her eyes, the door opened. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw Taehyun standing there in shock. She gulped nervously as she watched him scan the room. Before his eyes land on her. She felt a bit embarrassed about this and hugged her bear even more tightly.

The next thing he did took her by surprise. He quickly went to her and kneeled in front of her. "What happened, sweetie?" He asked softly. She pointed at the cut on her knee, and he followed. "You have a boo boo?" She nodded slowly. He wiped her tears. "Do you know where the first aid is?" He asked her slowly. He somehow knew Yumi would keep first aid for kids in this room. She pointed at her closet.

"I will be back," he told her before walking to the closet. She watched him open it and scan through it before taking out the first aid. Taehyun walked back to her with the first aid in his hands and opened it. "It may sting for a second or two, okay?" He looked at her, waiting for a nod or something.

Yumi gave a nod, and he started to clean the cut. She closed her eyes, squeezing her bear tightly with tears. "All done.". She slowly opened her eyes, seeing him smile at her. "What band-aid do you want?" He took the bandaid in his hands and spread them around for her to see. "I want this," she answered, pointing at the Doc McStuffins band-aid. Taehyun put the rest away and carefully put it on her. "Better?"

"Better, thank you," she said. He smiled. "You're welcome, sweetie." Softly ruffled her hair. "How old are you?" She put four fingers up, and he nodded. They sat in silence for a while before Taehyun spoke again. "Do you love the teddy bear?"

Yumi nodded with no hesitation. "I love love it," she excitedly said while squeezing the bear. "Do you know the name of your bear?" He asked. She thought for a moment before responding. "I forgot the name, but adult me would know."

Taehyun smiled and nodded. He looked at the clock on the wall before turning back to Yumi. "Are you hungry, sweetie?" He asked. She nodded. "What do you want to eat?" He asked her softly.

"Mac and cheese, please." He nodded. "Alright, I will be back. Go play with your toys before dinner, okay?" She nodded. He smiled. "May I kiss your forehead?" He asked. "Yes," she replied. He then lightly kissed her forehead before leaving the room. She went on playing with her toys.

Taehyun went to the kitchen and started to make dinner. He went to the pantry and saw boxes of mac and cheese. Grabbed a few of the boxes and some others before going back to the kitchen.

After a few minutes, Taehyun came back and sat down next to Yumi. "Yumi, it's time to eat." She put her toys down and looked at him. He gave her a sweet smile. "Okie." Then he asked her. "Is it alright if I carry you?" She nodded, and he helped her stand up, then carried her in his arms.

He walked with her in his arms to the dining room before putting her on a chair. He pulled her closer to him. "Do you want me to feed you?" "Yes, please." He then fed her the mac and cheese that was already cooled down. He then took the cup of apple juice with a straw and brought it closer to her while holding the straw.

After she was done eating, he asked her if she needed help getting ready to sleep. She shook her hand and said, "I don't need help." She went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. He ate dinner before washing the dishes.

When he went back to her room, he saw she was sitting down on the floor staring at her hands in her pajamas. He quickly went to her and sat down in front of her. Hesitantly, he took her hands to his. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He asked. She looked up, and the words came out of her mouth, surprising him. "You don't hate me?"

Taehyun pulled her into his arms. "Of course not. Why would you think that?" "People usually hate me when they see me like this," she told him. He pulled her closer to him. "Well, they must be jelly or something," he told her. She looked at him. "Really?" He nodded before kissing her forehead. "Yes, love."

They stayed like this before she fell asleep. He smiled at her sleeping face and carefully carried her to their shared bedroom. He carefully laid her on the bed and made her feel comfortable before getting ready to sleep. Then he lay next to her and looked at her sleeping face before kissing her forehead lightly. "Good night, sweetheart."

The next morning, Yumi woke up, slipped out of her little space, looking at Taehyun sleeping for a little bit before walking to change into her other pajamas. Then she got ready for the day. She went to the kitchen and cooked breakfast. She sat down, eating her food while thinking about last night.

Taehyun walked out of the bedroom and saw her in deep thought. Not touching her breakfast. He looked at the breakfast, and from the look of it, she slipped out of her little space. He walked up to her and back-hugged her. "Good morning," he said. She was startled and quickly looked up. "Good morning."

"What are you thinking?" He asked. "Oh, it's nothing." He hummed in response. "May I ask you some questions?" He asked her. "Sure." He broke the hug and sat in front of her. She was mentally prepared for the questions.

"When did you start being a little?"

"When I was in middle school, you know I was struggling a lot back then. I went to therapy that my aunt paid for me without my parents knowing and talking about age regression with my therapist. She told me she agreed with me since it will help me a lot. Then she gave me a list that I could do to start being a little."

Taehyun nodded. "Do you know your age range?" "It depends, but I am mostly 5-10 years old, but sometimes lower if I have a tough day or I haven't been age regression for a long time. That…. Happened often, actually. It was probably not good, but I was so caught up with life that I forgot about it." Taehyun nodded again.

"May I ask you a question, too?" She asked him. He nodded. She hesitantly asked. "How do you know about little space?" He didn't look surprised at all. He just has a smile on his face. "One of my friends is a little too. I accidentally walked in when he was a little." He told her. She nodded. "Is he your bandmate?" "No, it was my best friend in high school. I was his caregiver until he found his love." She nodded.

"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" "Do you want to be my little caregiver?" He smiled and grew even bigger. "I would love to." She felt relaxed. "My little one never had a caregiver, and you're my first boyfriend. It will be different, but I am sure my little one would love it." He nodded. "I am sure, too." Then she went on telling him everything he would need to know and even made a list of things too.

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babybearcookie · 2 years

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Dubaddu Wari Wari

this was requested

this is an age regression drabble; if you don't like that, don't read it. age regression is a sfw coping mechanism, so i will be blocking anyone who might sexualize it

word count: 2,3k gender neutral reader

“Wait, so you invited your partner... to watch you practice dancing... as a date?” Taehyun questioned Yeonjun when the elder had told them why he wanted to practice by himself after they’ve done with their official practice session of the day. “Yeah! I’ve caught them watching my liveshows where I practice a few times and they said that they love to see it but don’t want to intrude on our group’s practice time, so I asked if they wanted to hang out while I practiced by myself, and, Taehyun, you should’ve seen the excitement on their cute little face.” Yeonjun giggled as he thought back to when he had proposed the idea to you. “Huh, you can do that?” he heard Taehyun mumble to himself. Yeonjun could see his gears turning and let out a small snort as he could practically see the younger make a mental note of that for the future.

“Yeah, you can. Now, scram! They’ll be here any minute and I don’t want any of you here when they arrive!” Yeonjun all but pushed them out of the room. Beomgyu laughed his little menace-laugh; “are you afraid that they’ll rather be with one of us when they see us? I mean, I’d get it. I would get tired of your ugly mug too if I knew I had other options.” he snickered, but before Yeonjun had the chance to grab him to get him back for his teasing words, Soobin had placed his hand on the small of the little demon’s back, gently guiding him out of the practice room faster. “Hyung, I guess I don’t have to tell you to be responsible but still, make sure you lock up and stuff when you’re done and don’t be home too late.” Yeonjun nodded, hurrying the leader out of the room too, scoffing at the tone the younger had with him, letting out an ‘aish’ and telling the other not to worry but just to get going already. Before he was completely alone in the room, waiting for you, he heard Huening Kai yell ‘good luck and have fun’ to him, appreciating the youngest’s encouraging words.

Before you were to arrive, he made a quick tidy of the room. Since the other members had picked up their things, the room wasn’t in much disarray, but he still made sure to kick some of his clothes and shoes to the side where his bag was and to place his used towel into his bag, pulling a fresh one out to place it on top of it. As much as he had warned you that he was most likely going to be pretty gross when you arrived, he still would like to be as presentable as possible. The relationship, although pretty stable, was still fairly new to both of you. He had yet to show himself not fresh out of the shower to you; you hadn’t even been over to the dorm yet. He liked you, a lot, but he still wanted to know that the relationship would last a long time before inviting you over. You understood completely, since he also shared the space with 4 other boys, it made sense that Yeonjun would keep the space as the last introduction to his world, not wanting to soil a safe space for his friends and himself. You were just happy to still be getting to know the many sides of him and having your own little happy bubble for the time being.

You had also slowly let him in on your many sides as a person. It had been a tough decision, but you had let in on the fact that you regressed fairly early. He had been invited over to your place and, wanting to continuously impress him, you had cleaned your entire apartment, and had thought to have stashed away all your stuffed animals and other things that pertain to your age regression, but he was a curious man and accidentally stumbled on your stash, almost quite literally. You had your regression stuff in a basket underneath your bed and had, apparently, not pushed it in far enough, as he could feel it against his socked foot as he was walking beside your bed. He pulled out the basket to find a bunch of stuffed animals, some colouring books along with crayons, and a few colourful shirts and shorts that would’ve stuck out like a sore thumb in your closet. When he asked about it, you couldn’t tell exactly how he felt about his findings, so you asked him if he was weirded out by it or something like that. He was quick to reassure you that he was honestly just curious about it, with no negativity involved in his feeling of curiosity whatsoever. And so, you told him about age regression and why you do it, and he just listened the entire time, at some point grabbing your hand to hold it, supporting you through talking about something so personal.

If you had to ask Yeonjun, that was the point in your relationship where he could feel it shift into something more serious. The fact that you had shared such a vulnerable thing with him, it warmed his heart and made him feel like the two of you would last a long time. Which was why he invited you over as an audience to his dance practice, slowly inviting you into his world.

He heard a small knock on the door to the practice room, making his smile grow wide as he knew that it was you. He jogged over to the door and opened it, only to see you with just as big a smile on your lips. “Baby! Hi!” Yeonjun exclaimed, hugging you instantly. You giggled at his excitement and got a quiet ‘hi!’ out too before he took your hand and brought you further into the space, closing the door after you.

“Welcome to my home away from home! I think I use the same amount of time here as I do at the dorms, so it really is almost a home.” he chuckled and rubbed his neck in a nervous fashion. You had picked up on some of his habits, and over-explaining and rubbing his neck were two of the things he did when he felt nervous or awkward. You placed a hand on his shoulder to calm his nerves while looking around the huge room. It was sleek and quite stylish for a practice room for dancing but you had somewhat expected that since it was HYBE. As you looked around with your mouth open in wonder, Yeonjun couldn’t pry his eyes off of you. He enjoyed your presence so much, loving the energy you brought to his life. It was easy for him to forget to appreciate the small things, the normal things, but you somehow kept him grounded and reminded him that there was so much good and beauty in the simple things, which was something he hadn’t exactly said to you, but he saw it when you had explained age regression to him. He loved the fact that you got to take a second to enjoy the small joys in life, that you get that magic of being impressed by small things again. Before he realised, the words came from his mouth; “I love the way you enjoy life,” which got you beet red, whining and hiding in his chest, making him chuckle at your reaction. He teased you a bit more before getting you to sit down to the side as he went over to press play on his phone which was hooked up to the sound system.

He danced to a few of his group’s songs, with you clapping and cheering him on in the background, causing him to mess up some of the choreography with the tips of his ears growing redder and redder before you heard the start of MOA Diary come on. Yeonjun smirked and looked at you as he turned towards you and started dancing. He had been facing the mirror the entire time he was practicing, so it was a shift in energy in the room when he suddenly was facing you. He made the performance extra cute and sweet for you. He knew you were likely to tease him a bit for his use of aegyo moves while dancing, but he wanted you to have fun while watching. When he had danced through most of the song, he saw you dancing along. It was the simpler moves in the chorus but it made him so happy to see you picking up on the choreography to a song that was so special to him.

He finished the song like he was on Music Bank with his own ending fairy moment obviously with you in mind, blowing a kiss directly to you. You clapped so much and stood up to run to him, throwing your arms around him, exclaiming that he was ‘so cool!’. He brought his arms around you in a tight hug, only to lift you and spin you around, his smile growing even wider as he heard your giggles. When he let you down on the floor again, he could tell there was something different about you. You had been looking kind of anxious most of the time you were watching him, even if you were enjoying yourself, and he understood that it was a new place and a new situation, so he would be surprised if you had been able to fully relax, but as he looked at you, you looked completely free of any concerns, cutely trying to repeat the moves from MOA Diary in the mirror, giggling as you watched yourself. Yeonjun found himself studying you and your change in attitude, wondering what it could be. It had been such a drastic change that he didn’t think you had just been feeling more comfortable, because that usually came gradually, so what was it?

“Jjunie, Jjunie! Look! Y/N dance too!” It was the way you were referring to yourself in third person and the higher pitch of your voice that made him come to the conclusion that you had probably regressed, watching him dance, and that his antics during MOA Diary were the tipping point for you. “I see that, baby! You’re doing so great! Even better than Jjunie!” he chuckled and went behind you, watching you through the mirror. “Want Jjunie to teach you?” If there was something he felt he was the best at, it was being able to teach someone a dance, and since he felt slightly lost in what to do as you were regressed, he had the idea to teach you MOA Diary, to give himself a bit more confidence in the situation. You nodded wildly, showing great enthusiasm at the thought of learning the dance.

The first thing Yeonjun tried was to dance beside you, trying to break down the moves into bite-sized portions, but you had trouble with that if your whines and small cries were anything to go by, so he turned to stand behind you and move your limbs in the correct way, slowly but surely teaching you the dance. Your big grins and your small ‘oh’s or ‘woah’s made him thoroughly enjoy the different way of teaching a dance. He'd found that he’d do most things to see you be so impressed and happy as you were when you got a move right.

The two of you stayed for a bit longer than you were supposed to, but were happy with the time you had spent dancing and having fun. He asked one of the managers that were staying late if it was possible to get a ride home and he said yes. The manager got your address and drove to your apartment first, letting Yeonjun take his time, walking you to your front door. It seemed you had de-regressed, or whatever it was called, on the way home in the car, which probably had something to do with the stranger that was in the tight space with you. “Thank you for letting me hang out today, and for teaching, um, me, the MOA dance,” you said, slightly embarrassed. He smiled at you, cupping your cheek with his big hand, and leaned in for a kiss. You closed your eyes to savour his lips on yours and opened them again when he pulled away, to see his fond eyes and a sweet smile playing on his lips. “It was my pleasure, really.”

You said your goodbye and goodnights and he got back into the car to get home to his dorm. He thanked the manager for the ride and got inside, putting his shoes and jacket away like he normally would, though, he wasn’t exactly aware of his surroundings, as his group members were sitting on the couch, which was not that far from the front door, only noticing them as Beomgyu spoke, scaring Yeonjun so much that he jumped back from the shock. “Well, well, well, look who’s home late,” the younger spoke, and Yeonjun swore he could see small horns on his forehead, maybe even a tail swishing back and forth behind his back. He scoffed at the younger, “it’s not that late,” but Soobin brought his wrist up to look at the watch strapped in around it, “sorry to say, hyung, but it’s a bit over midnight.” Yeonjun looked up at the clock they had on the wall, ready to call bullshit, but Soobin was right. It was 12:14 AM. Most of the boys in front of him smirked, knowing now that Yeonjun had not at all kept an eye on the time, his focus most likely being somewhere else, on someone else. “So, hyung~, when do we get to meet the love of your life?” Huening Kai asked in a sickly-sweet voice, making Yeonjun scoff, his ears red at all the attention and questions. “Never, if you don’t behave,” Yeonjun answered, hearing whines behind him as he went into his bedroom to get some sleep and, hopefully, dream about you.

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strawbnixie · 10 months

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water sprite/water faery + agere moodboard <3

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babiepupp · 6 months

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Hi there! Do you take requests? If you do

Could I get a fic for a caregiver Neuvilette and sensitive/timid Agere/Petre reader (Sometimes I pet regress into an otter :) specifically the leisurely otter you see in genshin, I age regress as well). when I regress I’m a lot more sensitive to rejection and other things people say :) For another detail, my age regression range is *usually* 1-5

I hope that’s not too much! ~ Kindly, the @jellyfish-nursery

I absolutely adore this request! This was super fun to make! I hope you enjoy ^-^ ✩ also I apologise if it’s on the slightly shorter side!

⋆୨୧˚ My, aren’t you charming? ˚୨୧⋆

Caregiver Neuvilette x Timid Otter regressor reader!

Neuvilette had always found you.. quite adorable, the way you’d cling to a felt shell whenever you could, protecting it with your life. The way you’d make yourself a den made out of anything you could find, blankets, sticks.. Neuvilette’s belongings even. Neuvilette had always found it amusing, a gentle smile always gracing his features whenever you would slip into that headspace.

Today had felt rather special, you had both had breakfast together, walked around the hustle and bustle of Fontaine for a while, stocking up on baby powder and some yummy snacks. Once he had noticed that you had begun to slip into your pet headspace, he chuckled, ruffling your hair and gently moving you out the way of the busy crowd.

“Come along, petite loutre. I thought we could go swimming today if that’s something you would like? I have brought along your swimming gear should you wish to do so.” He spoke gently, his cane tapping against the floor as he walked with you, his other hand gently holding onto your own- he wouldn’t want to accidentally lose you after all.

His smile grew warmer when he saw you nod, taking a turn to the right as he led you down to where the ocean lapped softly at the gray Fontanian stone. He smiled, swiftly getting into his own swimming attire before helping you get into yours, chuckling when you somehow ended up with your head in one of the arm-holes.

“Such a silly thing, allow me to help you.” He said endearingly, taking a step back once you had both finished. He snapped his fingers, his cane vanishing with a flurry of blue sparkles before he took your hand once again, leading you towards the shallows, wading into the crystalline blue waters. He chuckled softly as you adjusted to the coolness of the water, before hesitantly swimming around, not wanting to stray too far from Neuvilette.

He made sure to keep an eye on you, his arms open to hold you steady should you need it.

“You’re doing well, petite loutre- I’m right here if you need anything.” He encouraged, his voice as gentle as the waters of Fontaine, still.. tranquil. He hummed for a second before diving down, emerging a minute or so later holding a scalloped shell, it was rather beautiful- a gentle lavender, with just a tinge of pink, it was the colour of a beautiful sunset.

The water was lovely, not too cold, but not too warm- it was perfect for a sunny day like this! The hours passed quickly, the sun turning from a pale blue into a stunning mix of orange, purple and pink- quite like the shell Neuvilette had given you. With a gentle touch, Neuvilette lifted the little otter out of the water, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“As much as I would love to swim with you for hours and hours, we need to get some dinner in that tummy of yours.” The Iudex chuckled, watching as you clung to him, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. You let out a squeak of protest but it only resulted in a pat on the head before Neuvilette began drying you off.

“Oh don’t look at me like that dear.. we can always come back tomorrow.” He said, putting the towel back into the carrier bag he had brought with him to carry the goods from earlier on before carrying you back up the riverbank.

“Tell you what, I’ll get you dinner of your choice tonight. Anything you’d like, I’ll get it for you.” He offered, chuckling as you perked up at the offer before nodding enthusiastically.

This otter was certainly adorable.. they made Neuvilette’s heart warm, they made him feel.. happy. And he’d do whatever it took to protect that fuzzy feeling.

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agere-fics · 24 days

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Doctor Papa

dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄

pairing: caregiver!papa!bruce banner x regressor!little!reader

characters: uncle thor, bruce banner, reader, mentions of: steve, bucky, sam, and tony stark.

summary: you have to get MRIs done but you're nervous. thank goodness, papa knows how to cheer you up.

word count: 1,751

content warnings: MRIs, hospital gown, reader is written like they're a child's height, no mention of a particular chronic illness, please tell me if i'm missing anything

author's note: tadaa!! all done! this is the most i've written for a one shot! very proud of myself. also, this is inspired by me having to get MRIs done recently ajfhs

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Sometimes stuff we've done lots of times can still seem scary; which is annoying because who wants to feel anxious about the same exact thing over and over again?

You have to get these scans done by tomorrow. With every heart of your being, you wished that wasn't true but your previous scans were too old.

UGH!

Luckily, your papa had a trick up his sleeve.

He told you to stay here, in this gigantic, empty, white walled room. It was utterly boring, there were no paintings or statues or anything. Not even toys! Well, okay, you had your Mr. Rainy Day Bear but still! At least there were floor to ceiling windows- OH, and a skylight, too. Those are always nice.

While you waited for Bruce to come back, you watched what went on outside. There was Tony using his latest invention to attempt to lift Uncle Thor’s hammer. Tony still had no idea that it couldn't possibly work! How silly of him.

Bucky, Sam, and Steve stood in a far apart triangle. They were tossing around the Captain America shield like a Frisbee, guffawing, and yelling things that were joyously incomprehensible. It looked like lots of fun! Definitely more fun than MRIs. Maybe, they would let you join in later.

The double doors of the empty room swung open and papa’s humongous green form entered.

“Okayyy, love bug, I've grabbed all the cardboard pieces from recycling that weren't gross.” He grimaced thinking about the black, moldy gunk that spoiled some previously useful parts. He shrunk back down to Bruce Banner size after dumping the cardboard into a large pile. “We should have enough for our little art project.”

“Art project?” You looked at him expectantly. Your eyes were actually lit up with stars of joy this time, instead of meteor shower anxiety.

The idea was to make a cardboard MRI machine. Having an art project to focus on would comfort and reassure you about the process you would go through tomorrow. If he could make it fun, your anxiety wouldn't be so bad.

“I’ve seen the machine before, papa, I can make the bestest one yet!” You hopped on your toes, giddy with tight, flapping fists.

“I grabbed your sticker books and some paint, too-”

“OH YAY, THANK YOU PAPA, THIS IS SO EXCITING!!”

Mission accomplished. Anxiety gone, replaced with magical cure Art Project™. Bruce smirked to himself.

You laid down on a tall, square cardboard piece. Bruce traced your form with a sharpie as you giggled. Once you had the correct length, you both began cutting a rectangular piece and put that piece on a metal cart with wheels.

Then, you cut out half circle pieces and hot glued them all together until it made one large 4D sphere with a hole in the middle like a donut.

At one point, the glue burned you but Papa Bruce fixed it right up and stopped the booboo pain with a cure-all kiss.

Your cardboard MRI machine may look done to outsiders but it wasn't even close. It was missing the most important part of all: the stickers! There were heart stickers, stickers with dolphins, rainbow stickers, puppy stickers, stickers that had Mr. Hulk and Papa on them, too! There were even stickers of Stevey, Bucky, Iron Man, and Uncle Thor! Papa said for your birthday he'd make stickers with you on them, too.

You also painted squiggles, polka dots, lines, circles, triangles, kitty cats, and zig zags. All of them in your most favoritest color.

“There!” You stood proudly, hands on your hips. “Now, it's very, very pretty, papa.”

Papa gave you a minute and then asked, “Are you ready to practice?”

You blinked and sighed. Defeat warping your mood. “Yeah...”

Papa spun away, put a doctor's coat on, and then turned back, holding a clipboard. “Alright, are you the caregiver for Mr. Rainy Day Bear?”

“Yeah, papa.” You lightened up a little bit.

“Papa? No, I'm Doctor Doctor. Who's papa?”

“You're papaaa!” You pointed at him.

“Okay, okay I'm Doctor Papa.” He repeated, “Are you the caregiver of Mr. Rainy Day Bear?”

You tilted your chin up and did a faux British accent. “Why, yes, sir. He's feeling very, very bad and needs a scan.”

“Ah, yes, I see that on his chart, Caregiver.” He flipped through the scribbled pages on the clipboard. “Let's have. Mr. Bear lay down on the table with his head on the pillow.” Bruce gestured with his hand.

You laid your stuffie down on the pretend bed, placing Mr. Bear’s head gently on the pillow. You patted his hand for good measure.

Doctor Papa put ear plugs into the bear's ears and placed cushy pink headphones on him. The headphones had cat ears on them. Papa raised his voice a little, “Mr. Rainy Day Bear, what kind of music do you like to listen to?”

“Doctor Papa, Mr. Bear is nonverbal.” you said matter of factly. You raised your pointer finger to the sky. “I’ll answer for him. He likes The Wiggles, Papa- I mean Doctor Papa.”

“Alrighty then, The Wiggles album coming right up.” Bruce pulled out his phone, scrolling until he found the right music. “Wiggles rave?”

You nodded, then kissed the tippity top of Rainy Day’s head. “You'll be okay, Mr. Bear.”

Bruce began to push the cardboard bed into the donut sphere. You took a big, big deep breath in.

“BRRRR BEEEP AGHHHH RRRRR DNNNN-”

That breath was immediately released back into the atmosphere. “PAPAAA!” You clutched your chest, laughing so hard your legs felt weak.

Doctor Papa continued, “DRRRRR EEEEEE EHHHHHH MRRRRRR!”

You were rolling on the floor, tears leaving your eyes. How silly of your papa!

“BRRRRRrrrrrr….” Papa rolled the cardboard bed out of the donut. “How are you feeling Mr. Bear?”

“Papa, he can't hear you!”

Bruce laughed. “Oh, yeah, right.” He removed the headphones and then the earplugs. “How is the fantastic Mr. Bear?”

You lifted Mr. Bear’s paws and had him sign to Bruce, ‘I am okay.’

“Perfect! Let's take a look at your scans here…” Papa turned around and scribbled quickly on the paper. When he faced you again, he showed you the scan. It was a poorly constructed scribble of Mr. Rainy Day Bear with a big, biiiiiiiig, heart right in the middle. “I knew it, Lots-Of-Love-itis.”

You unburied the British accent. “Quite good, sir. Well done, Mr. Bear.” You placed a hulk sticker on his paw and hugged him tightly.

Papa kneeled down and asked, “Do you want to practice with you this time?”

You gave it a thought, looking this way and that. “Hmmm, will you make the funny noises again?”

“BEEEEP BRRR-”

“Not right now, Papa!” You shouted with a smile.

“Oh, during the practice?” He waited for you to finish rolling your eyes. “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Okay…” You breathed in, out, in, and out slowly. “Let's practice, Doctor Papa.”

♡

“Big day, lille venn.” Uncle Thor said as he helped tie the back of your hospital gown. He double knotted the strings behind your neck and then the ones by your hip. “There you are. All set.”

You frowned at that, looking at Thor with big, watery eyes. “Not all set.”

“It'll be okay.” His hands (placed on your shoulders) turned you to face him. “Remember your breathing?”

“Mhm.”

“Let's do it together.” He raised his left hand as you did the same. “Climb Yggdrasil, breathe in.”

You traced up your pointer finger.

“Let's sit at the very top, hold your breath.”

You paused at the tip of your finger.

“Slide down the Yggdrasil branches, breathe out.”

You traced down your pointer finger.

Uncle Thor had you repeat that four more times, until the tears dried and the anxiety flowed further away.

“Very good, great job. Let's go see Papa.” He held your hand as he walked you towards the scary room. Worse than the boring room from yesterday.

You turned the corner and there was Papa at the computer. “Hey there! The computer’s prepped and waiting for you, little one.”

You looked at Papa, then Uncle Thor, and then Papa again. “Okay… I'm ready.”

Papa led you to the metal bed. It was rectangular and thin. A sheet was laid out on it so you wouldn't get super cold. There was a thick pillow on the end that had your favorite kitty cat pillowcase on it, which made the corners of your lips turn upwards.

Papa pressed an arrow down bottom next to the donut sphere that brought the bed down to your level. He held your hand as you hopped on and then helped position you onto the center. He guided you through a big, deep breath so that your body was as comfortable on the table as can be instead of tense.

Next came pink headphones with cutesy kitty ears on them and plain boring ear plugs so that your hearing wasn't hurt from the loud noises. Papa already set up your favorite kind of music so when the headphones were placed on you, it was already playing. Bruce furrowed his brow in question, moving his thumb up and down. You replied with a thumbs up. You were ready.

Bruce handed you a panic button to hold just in case and laid a blanket over you to keep you warm. Papa kissed the top of your head and left the room.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath in and out.

BBRRRRRRR

‘It's okay. I'm okay.’

BEEEEEEPPP

‘Woohoo, I'm doing awesome!’

REEEEHHHHHH

‘This is boring, it's got to have been a bajillion minutes by now.’

After ten years (minutes), the machine stopped and Papa walked back into the room. He gave you a high five and bunches of praises that you only heard some of because of all the ear protectors. But you could tell by his facial expressions that he was so very proud of you.

He pressed the arrow down button again and the bed began moving to an easier height. You removed the headphones and earplugs yourself, you felt like such a big kid (in the best way)!

You stretched this way and that while making funny noises which made you abrupt into hearty giggles.

Bruce held your hand as you jumped down. Next thing you knew, he was hugging you tightly, picking you up, and spinning you around and around!

“I'm so very, very proud of you, bumble bee!”

You kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Papa!”

♡

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littletxt · 2 years

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A Little Mixed Up

A Little Mixed Up is an agere au that logs some of the daily happenings of Tomorrow x Together as age regressors and their caregivers.

This story includes romantic ships including YeonGyu/BeomJun and TaeKaiBin but no sexual/suggestive content

1. Little #1

What happens when our mood-maker is pushed to his limit?

2. What is a Caregiver?

Our two oldest members learn about age regression and how to comfort their newly emerged little.

3. A Group Effort

The members, especially the two eldest, recognize that taking care of an age regressor will be a group effort. Soobin feels the need, as leader, to take shared responsibility as Beomie’s caregiver with Yeonjun.

4. Little #2

Maknaes and tears. A second little unexpectedly appears and it takes quite a toll on our members, especially Soobin.

5. Healing Love

Our lovely trio reconnect and Hyunnie finds himself with more love than he expected.

6. Accidents Happen

A little who can’t keep up and a glass of milk make a bad combination. But accidents happen to everyone.

7. Beomgyu Time

Big brother Beomgyu watches over our little Hyunnie for the first time.

8. Little #3

To some, this little’s emergence was a surprise. To most, it was a matter of time. The baby of the house was truly the baby.

9. Little Gear

After doing more research, Soobin makes an announcement.

10. Little Emergency

Having these new tools to care for their sleepy little ones pays off outside of the house.

11. Beomgyu in the Middle

And poor Beomgyu thought he had his hands full watching after one little… try two.

12. Code Purple

Sassy baby Hyuka minus his precious juice?? What will the members of txt do???

13. Disciplinary Action

Our baby Hyunnie acts up in a way Soobin never could have foreseen. But he regrets taking matters into his own hands.

{To be continued…}

Started January 2022

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tyunniebear · 1 year

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welcome, sweetheart !

this is a sfw tomorrow x together age regression account ! here is a safe space for you to read imagines about the members as your caregiver or your little. you can also send me asks about txt, age regression or both, and request writing too !

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about tyunniebear !

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little-svt · 2 years

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About the Author

Hi! It’s your beloved little-svt authors here to share a bit about ourselves! Txt acc is @littletxt

Admin I ~

> You can refer to me as Sweetie, Author-nim or as a strawberri marshmallow (shaped like a heart) or just my name; nellie 🤭 I am also a puppy bunny penguin? Other than when Jun wants me to be a cat then I’m 100% meowing ㅠ ㅠ 🐶🐰🐧🐱🍓

> I am 22 years old. Seventeen is my ult groups but i also enjoy lots of other groups like Monsta X, Ateez, Twice (so many more). My pronouns are she/they/he

> my bias line is Jun, Minghao (The8), Jeonghan, Joshua, Seungkwan and Woozi but OT13!! Team Huihui for life but Jeonghan is rising the ranks 💀💀💀 I think of my boys as my caregivers, the mean a lot to me. <3333

Jun -> Daddy

Hao -> Bàba

Jeonghan -> Appa or Daddy

Joshua -> Dada or Daddy

Seungkwan -> Daddy or Appa

Woozi -> Appa

> I’m not sure if I’ll open requests here often since it takes a lot of mental effort but if you send me an inspiring prompt I might just take it!!

I will always sign off with “~🐶🐰🍓” usually in purple or pink text

Little me

Age range: 2-5 years old but sometimes younger

Favorite colors: pink, white and yellow (but baby blue and white is a killer combo and Hao has me loving green lately)

Favorite animals: whale sharks, whales, penguins, cows, cats, pigs, ferrets, frogs, red pandas, opossums and raccoons (I have so many 😭)

> I don’t consider myself a switch but I’d gladly be a caregiver for some of my kpop babies

Admin II ~ Inactive

> My name is Eden but you can call me Princess 🐰 (yes this is my debut). Golden retriever puppy-bunny 👑🐰💛

> I am 21 years old and I DO NOT have an ult group!! My favorite kpop groups are Seventeen, Tomorrow x Together, Enhypen, Astro and Stray Kids 💛 My pronouns are She/Her

> My biasline for Seventeen includes Vernon, DK, Wonwoo, Dino and The8. Some other biases I have for my favorite groups are Taehyun and Beomgyu, Eunwoo, Jay, Hyunjin and Felix. I will most likely write mainly for my biasline but will probably help with other works such as units.

> Requests are open BUT I am a Uni student and ask that you give me time to get to them. I will try to have content bi-weekly but no strict schedule :)

I will always sign off with “~👑🐰💛“ usually in orange or blue text

Little me

Age range: 3-5 years old leaning older

Favorite color(s): yellow, purple and blue 💛💜💙

Favorite animals: axolotls, puppies, bunnies, kitties and koalas are my favorite animals (obviously there are a lot)

> My main caregivers are my biasline!; Vernon, DK, Wonwoo and Dino 💛💛💛

💌 Any questions? Feel free to hit the ask! 💌

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kitty-agere-fics · 8 months

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Power Outage

Little!Reader X (Platonic)CG!TXT, G/N!Reader

Request Info - - - - Masterlist

Quick Note: Yeonjun=Baba, Soobin=Daddy, Beomgyu=Papa, Taehyun=Appa, Kai=Dada

Taehyun, Kai and you were playing Mario Kart when the power went out. The deafening crash of thunder heard in the distance.

Kai goes over and grabs the Switch, "Want to try playing on the small screen?"

"Sure!" Taehyun quickly agrees.

"I'm gonna have to pass," you sigh softly, "My eye sight's bad enough as it is. When I try to look at that tiny screen after the TV…" You trail off absently. The thunder could still be heard.

Taehyun notices the frown on your face, "Are you gonna be okay, Y/N?"

You nod, "It's just thunder. I'll be fine!" You reassure them, quickly forcing a smile.

The three of you grow quiet as the boys focus on their game. As the thunder booms for a third time, much louder than previously, you whimper.

Kai quickly pauses the game, moving over to you "Y/N," he asks, "you okay?"

"No thunder," you respond softly. "Appa." you reach out to Taehyun with tears in your eyes. "Want Appa toos."

Taehyun comes over to you and Kai to help comfort you. "I'll be right back!" Kai runs down the hall, leaving Taehyun confused.

"Where did Dada go," he asks you, trying to provide a distraction.

Kai re-entered the room with two objects. A blue pacifier with Cinnamoroll on it and a small Cinnamoroll plush. He kneels in front of you, offering the items, which you take, happily. "Thankie, Dada!" You squeal.

"You're welcome, Little One."

Taehyun rubs your back as Kai hums a lullaby and you slowly fall asleep. Taehyun and Kai following.

It was late when Soobin, Yeonjun and Beomgyu came home.

"Why is it so quiet? They didn't leave did they?" Soobin asks.

"If they did I'm going to beat them."

"Hyungs," Beomgyu says gesturing to the three laying on the floor. "I think they stayed in the house."

Soobin laughs and goes over to wake the sleeping trio.

"Wake up, I'm sure you'd all rather be in bed than on the living room floor."

"Hmm, Hyung? What time is it?" Taehyun mumbles.

"Time to sleep," Yeonjun calls, as he walks away.

Taehyun kicks Kai's leg, getting him to jolt awake. "Wake up Y/N so they can sleep in her bed, Hyuka."

"Why me?"

"I said so," Taehyun leaves the room after his declaration, preventing Kai from replying.

"I've got it, Kai. Go to bed," Soobin urges.

Kai nods and stands to leave the room. Quietly, Soobin goes over to you.

"They're little right now," Kai informs his leader.

Soobin nods in acknowledgement. He kneels next to the you, gently shaking you awake. "Hey, Y/N, can you wake up please?" He asks, "I'm sure you'd rather sleep in your comfy bed with a plushie."

"Hmm? Daddy home?"

"Yeah, Little One, Daddy's home."

"Where Appa and Dada?"

"They went to bed a couple of minutes ago. Let's get you in bed, shall we?"

You nod, allowing Soobin to pick you up and take you to your room. Soobin tucks you into bed and attempts to switch on the nightlight.

"The lights no work, Daddy," I whisper, "The rain made it stop working."

"When did that happen, Baby?"

"Earlier, when Dada and Appa and I play Mario Karts. Daddy stay," You request when he doesn't respond, "I no like thunder, want Papas keep me safe!"

"Yeah, I'll stay."

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cinnabunhwa · 10 months

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guidelines

please read before sending a request!

hi lovelies, just wanted to make a little post about my writing. i don't mind taking requests! i don't know if i'd be able to write all of them, especially if i don't know the members very well so i figured i'd provide this list of people i plan to write for, and things i won't be writing.

i will write for:

ateez

seventeen

stray kids

tomorrow x together

nct dream

ok to request:

bts

wayv

nct

the boyz

boundaries (will NOT write):

illegal illegal things

abuse of any kind

food play

age play (non-sexual age regression ok)

dd/lg (daddy/mommy ok, but will not take caregiver role)*

foot stuff

cheating reader/romantic interest**

cnc

violence

substance abuse

anything regarding bodily fluids that are not usually present during sex

knifeplay

fisting

main character death or any of the idols

* i am only comfortable writing age regression if it is non-sexual

** reader or romantic interest(s) may get cheated on but i will not write the reader or interest(s) as cheaters

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riikive · 7 months

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OVERWORKING AGAIN ⌕ 최범규

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pairing. choi beomgyu x female!oc | genres. comfort, little space, little headspace, soft, etc. | warnings. a lot of cuteness, overworking, overstudying | word count. 0.7k

note. It has been a while since I wrote a oneshot/drabble. I hope you like it, and my apologies if it is a little rushed. I have been stressed over school assignments, so I need a break, and midterms are due tomorrow, so I have extra stress. Take care, take breaks and please eat three meals!

Woong was just finishing up her assignments on the kitchen island of her apartment. She had been overworking herself once again. Did she care? Nope, never. Assignments come first then her health. Which was a bad thing. She knew, but she was too stubborn to change it. It was a way for her to not think about anything else and to distract herself.

While she finished her assignments, Beomgyu came to the apartment after work. He opened the door after punching in the passcode with a bright smile, but then his smile dropped into a frown as he saw her working on her assignments again. He quietly put his keys on the key holder. Then, he walked up to her. "Working on your assignments?" Woong nodded without looking at him. "Yeah, I have so many assignments to finish."

"Can't you take a break?" He asked. She just shook her head. He sighed and went inside the kitchen. He filled a cup with trying to think of some way to get her to stop studying and rest. Then he realized Woong hadn't been in her little headspace for a long time now. He quickly put away his cup in the sink before walking to the bedroom.

the rest is under the cut

Woong was too busy with her assignments to even notice Beomgyu went to the bedroom and took out a new teddy bear he bought yesterday for her. "Little fairy." She froze when she heard the nickname but decided to ignore it. "Little fairy, look what I got you." She bit her lips, trying not to slip. At least for now.

Beomgyu held the teddy bear closer to her. "Little fairy, this teddy bear wants to play with you," he said in a gentle voice. "Beomgyu stop," she muttered while working on her assignments. He sighed. Without a second thought, he made her turn around and then carried her to the living room. Woong tried to go back to her spot, but he didn't let her.

He put the teddy bear on her lap after making her sit. Within a second, she slipped into her little headspace and played with the teddy bear. He smiled at "Beomie, is this a new bear?" Letting out a soft sigh, he smiled at her. She asked with a smile. "Yes, it is. I brought the bear yesterday because it looks like it needs a friend like you." He ruffled her hair.

"Can I name it?" She looked at Beomgyu with excitement in her eyes. He nodded. "Of course." She stood up and did a little dance with the teddy bear. He smiled at her. "I will name the teddy, Dalie!" "Be careful with Dalie. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Okay, thank you Beomie!" Before running to her playroom to play with her other toys. Beomgyu followed her. "Little fairy, how old are you?" Woong stopped playing before looking at him. She made 6 with her fingers. He nodded and she went back to playing. He watched her play and even played with her for a while before dinner. "Do you want anything?" Woong thought for a second before answering. "I want spaghetti please!" "Alright, I will be in the kitchen if you need me then shout or walk to me, okay?" She nodded.

Beomgyu went to the kitchen and began to make some spaghetti for his little one. Once he was done, he called Woong. She quickly came out within a second with Dalie. She sat down in her usual seat and waited for him to serve the food. "You know the rules, no toys near the dinner." He informed her. "Oh right, sowy." He ruffled her hair. "It's okay." She quickly put Dallie in the living room. "Dalie, stay there until I finish my dinner." She pointed at the teddy bear before going back to the dining table. He let out a little laugh at her cuteness as she walked back.

"What's funny?" She asked with a confused face. Beomgyu shook his head before smiling. "Nothing, here is your dinner. Make sure to finish it all before you can play." Woong quickly dug into her spaghetti. "Don't rush, eat slowly," he told her. She nodded and slowed down.

After eating, Beomgyu washed the dishes while Woong played with her new teddy before washing up and sleeping.

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babybearcookie · 2 years

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Aaaah yayyy !! ohmygod i have so many requests i now wanna ask for :( but I’ll just start with one hehe ! little reader (fem/gn either is ok) x caregiver taehyun, prompt: although taehyun knows abt yn’s little space and is perfectly okay with it, today is different, today yn doesn’t want to be little. so they try their hardest to make sure that taehyun doesn’t know but he always knows everything, he notices every single one of of yn’s little ticks and knows exactly the right things to say. heh idk i thought this could be a cute idea ? like a little trying to hide that they’re regressed but they can’t hide anything from their daddy :3

yay!! i'm looking forward to all the requests i'll get then!! :D

now, i hope i interpreted your amazing request the right way, if i didn't then i apologize. you can send another request anytime if i got it wrong, but here it is!!

this is an age regression drabble; if you don't like that, don't read it. age regression is a sfw coping mechanism, so i will be blocking anyone who sexualizes it

word count: 1,2k gender neutral reader

You looked at all the work you had yet to finish, frustrated out of your mind at the slow pace everything was going. You had at least 6 unfinished projects with a deadline coming too soon, and you knew that you needed to finish them faster than you could to be able to turn in anything satisfactory, but your frazzled mind just wouldn’t let you. You had tried other things to get yourself in work-mode, such as making yourself the lunch you usually would outside of the weekend, watching YouTube videos about the topic you were working on, even trying to get yourself in some clothes that weren’t your usual I-can-wear-what-I-want-because-it's-weekend attire (usually consisting of pyjama pants and a t-shirt), but nothing seemed to be working.

If you had to admit it, it was because you were half regressed. You had worked your butt off for some time now and had yet to give yourself a break. You had planned to spend this weekend with your boyfriend, Taehyun, who also happened to be your caregiver, a very good one at that. Just the thought of having two entire days with him was enough to make you relax a bit and slip into the headspace of a kid, but you weren’t going to admit that because that would mean you had to face the fact that you had overworked yourself and needed to take a second to breathe, and that would be anything other than ideal.

You heard the lock to your front door click and the handle being pushed down for someone to enter your living space and you knew that it was Taehyun. You quickly looked around you and threw everything that could give away what mental state you were in on the bed, or hurriedly put them in their place, almost running out to greet the person you subconsciously had been waiting for the entire day.

You ran into his arms as soon as you rounded the corner in view of the front door, and he eagerly dropped what he had in his hands to receive your warm embrace. As you were hanging from his shoulders, squealing about him being there, he chuckled his soft chuckle that was reserved for your antics and kissed your cheek, both of his arms tightly holding you as close as he could manage without crushing you. As he slowly let you go to get a good look at you was when he noticed your outfit; one of the button-up shirts he liked and jeans, grey ankle socks and your hair pulled away from your face. It wasn’t that he disliked it, he found you so beautiful, but he had expected... something else. He had expected comfortable pyjamas, fuzzy socks and hair clips in every colour, which did absolutely nothing to get your hair out of your face. The two of you hadn’t exactly discussed you regressing that weekend, but it wasn’t out of the ordinary for you to regress when he came over to spend time with you. He had been looking forward to taking care of you, but his slight disappointment was only replaced with worry. Had something been wrong? Had he in some way made it seem like he didn’t want you to regress? And then he saw it.

It was in the way you were standing. Toes scrunching up and then relaxing, small fists balled up and body swaying back and forth. He smiled as he looked at you, now your very grown-up outfit looking more like a kid playing around in their parents’ closet. “I have missed you so much, my love,” he finally told you, making you smile wide and tell him that you had missed him even more. He picked up the bag he dropped when you had come charging at him, holding it in one hand and holding out his other hand for you to take. You looked at it and then at him and then back at his hand. “I’m not a kid, Taehyun, i don’t need you to hold my hand,” you laughed nervously, and that made Taehyun sure that you were, in fact, not in your grown headspace at that moment. If you had been completely out of your younger headspace, you would have taken his hand without care. It was only when you were feeling a bit small that you had a problem with holding his hand. He narrowed his eyes at you and said: “Sure you don’t.”

As you followed him into your bedroom, he asked how everything was going and you start rambling on about the big workload you had yet to even approach and how it was so important and you’d be in big trouble if you hadn’t had it finished before the week was over. As you were preoccupied with telling him about how stressed you were, he placed a hand on your arm and lead you to sit down on the bed as he roamed around, putting away his stuff for the weekend, going extra slow to let you vent about all the things frustrating you. He let out a hum or a short answer every once in a while, to let you know he was still listening, though he soon moved on to gather the things you’d use when you were regressed, laying out your clothes beside you on the bed, bringing your favourite stuffed animal and a pacifier that would go with the outfit. You watched him do all of it, of course, but you were so far into telling him about one of the projects you were working on to actually notice what he had going on. You even looked down into his eyes as he was kneeling in front of you, sliding off your boring grey socks to replace them with soft blue ones with yellow ducks printed on them.

“Daddy’s sorry you feel so stressed, little one.”

That was when you snapped out of your trance to look around you, only to find your stuffed friend in your lap, looking up at you with a friendly gaze, and a bundle of clothes in various soft colours lying beside you, looking ever so tempting. You looked down at your caregiver, still kneeling and with his hands comfortingly placed on your knees. “N-Not small,” you stuttered out, with almost no conviction, and Taehyun offered you a gentle smile. “Are you sure about that? You’re not daddy’s little baby?” he spoke softly. He had figured that your pressing deadlines had been the culprits behind your hesitation to regress completely, and he knew that he needed to slowly convince you to slip fully. You needed to realise that you needed it, or else none of you would have a good time.

Your response to his questions was to nuzzle your face into the soft fur of your stuffed animal, hugging it tightly, whining ever so softly. “Bub, you know that Daddy only wanna protect you and make sure you’re safe, right? He would never push you into something he knew you didn’t want, would he?” you shook your head. Of course, he wouldn’t. He was the best daddy in the world, your own superhero. And if he wanted you to be tiny, then there must be a reason, right? You peeked over the head of your fuzzy friend and shook your head again, now softer. He smiled brightly; “then, why don’t we get you properly dressed and bring your friend to watch some cartoons in the living room, hm? Doesn’t that sound like a good idea?” It did! It sounded like an amazing idea, the most fantastic idea anyone has ever had. You nodded fiercely and smiled at your daddy.

“My good little baby! Letting daddy take care of you, you’re so good!”

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d0llfac3pr1nc3 · 2 years

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txt as the softest of cgs 🥺🥺

#txt fluff #tomorrow x together #caregiver #little space

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mcyt-agere · 3 years

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What about polyCG!dreamteam with sleepy little!reader and could it be he/they pronouns also could I be Jay anon ? :)

awww wan it 🥺

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Sleepy Baby

cg!dream team x gn!little!reader

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Your eyes slowly get heavier and heavier as you nuzzle into Sapnap’s chest.

He’s been holding you tightly, on call with George for one of his alt streams.

Dream is across the hall in his own office where you had originally started the night, curled up on his lap.

Sapnap had been whining that he was cold, a silent plead for you to come cuddle.

Before you knew it, you were curled up in his lap, his arms wrapped around you.

“You tired, bubs?”, Sapnap murmurs, running a hand up and down your back.

The feeling of his nails lightly scratching against your back almost seal the deal of putting you to sleep.

Your reply is unintelligible which makes him laugh.

“Don’t worry. I think George is going to end soon.”, he hums, resting his head on top of yours.

As you shift in his lap again, you accidentally drop your stuffie off the side of his chair.

A little whimper escapes your lips as you try to lean to grab it.

“What’s wrong?”, Sapnap leans back in his chair a bit to try to figure out what’s wrong by the look on your face.

“Stuffie.”, you stick out your lower lip, looking down at the stuffed animal on the floor.

Sapnap awkwardly leans over to pick it up, careful that you don’t fall off his lap in the process.

“Tanks.”, you give him a lopsided grin as you clutch the stuffie against your chest.

“My turn.”, George suddenly enters the room with no warning.

You and Sapnap both look slightly confused.

George must’ve ended the stream while both of you were occupied.

“Come here, love.”, George motions for you to take his hand.

“No.”, Sapnap protests.

You’re not in the mood to listen to an argument, so you get up to follow George.

“He shouldn’t have let you stay up that late.”, George mumbles under his breath as he leads you into the bedroom.

There’s a massive bed situated in the middle of the room, big enough for all four of you to comfortably sleep all together.

“No bed.”, you cross your arms, trying to put up your best attempt at a fight.

Earlier in the day, your caregivers had all promised to watch a movie of your choice with you before bed.

Now bedtime is upon you, and you haven’t watched your movie yet.

“Yes, bed. I can tell how tired you are.”, George teases, chuckling at how you try your best to look offended.

“No, no bed. Movie.”, you narrow your eyes at him.

George’s eyes widen at the mention of a movie; he had completely forgotten about their earlier promise.

Judging by how late it is, Dream and Sapnap must’ve forgotten too.

“We’re going to have to push back the movie, love. I’m so sorry.”, George apologizes, digging through one of your drawers to find a pair of pajamas for you.

“No!”

With your little mind getting even more fuzzy from fatigue, you can’t help but be angry about the movie.

Normally it probably wouldn’t be a big deal, but for some reason, you seem extra fixated on them not keeping their promise to you.

“What’s going on?”, Dream peeks his head into the bedroom, fully entering when he sees you standing in front of George with your arms crossed and a pout on your face.

“Movie!”, you protest as he enters, hoping he’ll take your side.

It takes a second for him to figure out what’s wrong, but the realization hits him like a truck.

“Shit.”, he mumbles.

“Bad word.”, you reply, shooting him a look.

He knows he’ll have to make the movie up to you tomorrow, but he knows you seriously need to get some rest.

“I think somebody’s ready for bed.”, Dream changes the subject, crossing his own arms over his chest.

You shake your head, still not willing to give in this easy.

“Here, baby. Let us help you.”, Sapnap appears out of nowhere, holding up a pair of pajamas for you.

It’s no use arguing with them when they’re all teaming up on you, so you let them change you into a pair of pajamas, decorated with your favorite cartoon characters.

Dream picks you up, slightly poking at your sides to break your grumpy façade.

“Don’”, you try to wiggle away from him, but he doesn’t let up.

He settles you down on the bed in between him and George.

Sapnap climbs in behind George after turning off the lights, the slight glow from the LED’s in the room the only source of light around you.

“Story?”, you murmur, barely able to keep your eyes open anymore.

“Hmm, maybe if you ask nicely.”, George prompts you.

You let out a little sigh.

“Pease?”

George smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek as a way to reward you for your manners.

“What story do you want?”, Sapnap asks you, his chin resting on George’s shoulder so he can see all of you.

You take a moment to think, not really coming up with a good answer.

“I have one.”, Dream speaks up after a moment.

He tells a story about a cat that goes on adventures around the world, allowing George and Sapnap to jump in as they please.

“Next, she went on a plane.”

“No, a train.”

“No, a plane is better.”

“What if she walked?”

Even with their light bickering and sometimes strange ideas, their story does the job, and your eyes close as you fall asleep.

“Aww, they’re so cute.”

“Our little baby.”

“We’re so lucky.”

It’s hard for them to sleep when you look so cute and sweet sleeping yourself, but they can’t resist joining you in slumberland.

#x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt agere #mcyt age regression #dsmp agere #age regression #dream x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #dream team x reader

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redheadsinmybed · 3 years

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Play dates and roller skates

Wanda x Reader

Description: Wanda and Y/N have been in a little big relationship for a week now, what happens when Y/N has her first playdate???

Notes: Hi! So I’m gonna post all my stories from AO3 onto here so I get a larger audience. This is my second fanfic that I ever wrote and it’s the second part to the series ’Loving a little’ I hope you enjoy if you haven’t already read it!!!

Having Wanda as your caregiver is the best thing you could ever ask for. She knows you so well and loves you beyond anything you could have ever imagined. Having Wanda as your mama is like a dream come true.

Currently you were big, just talking over stuff with Wanda while watching a sitcom in the living room. It was about 8:45 p.m. and you were tired.

“Okay so today Pepper, Bucky, and Laura asked me if you would like to play with Tony, Steve, and Clint tomorrow. Natasha and Thor will be there too,” Wanda said looking at you.

Two days after you had showed everyone about you, you had turned back to big. You haven’t been little in a week now and it was really starting to take its toll on you. You want to slip back into your little state, but you’ve been fighting it, wanting to spend girlfriend time with Wanda.

Wanda was worried about you, since everyone knew about you she thought you’d feel comfortable switching regularly. She also knows being big for too long isn’t good for littles.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Wanda asks, reaching out for your hand to get your attention. It’s not that anything is wrong per say it’s just that you want to be little again and you're tired of trying to fight it.

“I-,” you stop not knowing how to say what you want to say.

“I want to spend time with you just as girlfriends, but it’s hard because I can feel myself slipping, but I just don’t want you to feel like you are taking care of me all the time,” you finally say after thinking about it.

“Baby that’s what I’m here for, not just as your mama but as your girlfriend too. I want you to feel comfortable switching between the two. You will never make me mad by switching, I promise. Now, baby girl, do you want to be little? I can go get Bunny for you.” Wanda suggests as she gets off the couch when she sees you nodding.

“Okay baby girl, mama will be right back” she kisses your forehead and makes her way to your bedroom where your stuffed animal koala named Bunny was.

When Wanda comes back she sees you switched when you make grabby hands at Bunny.

“Here you go baby girl” Wanda says as she hands you the koala and sits back down. You hold Bunny close to your chest and snuggle up against Wandas.

“So baby, do you want to play with Tony, Steve, and Clint tomorrow?” Wanda asks as she strokes your hair. You look up at your mama thoughtfully.

“Tasha be dare?” You ask with hope in your voice.

“Yes baby Nat will be there.”

“Otay. Do you fink dey know hows to woller skate?” You ask her. You had just recently turned 3 in your little state. Steve, Tony, and Clint were all 4 so they had a year on you, give or take. So you hoped someone would be able to teach you.

“Maybe baby, if not mama can help teach you” Wanda said assuringly.

“Mama know how to skate?!” You look at her with big doe eyes not being able to believe that your mama knows how to skate, and better yet can teach you how.

“If mama know how to skate and baby girl know how to skate, den mama an baby girl can skate togetder!!” You say happily with excitement. Wanda laughs at how adorable you are when you speak little talk.

“Yes baby, you and I can skate together,” Mama says to you. You look up at her happily ready to hang out with everyone and stake.

You yawn and snuggle closer into Wanda's chest ready to let the beating of her heart send you to sleep. Wanda sees you struggle to keep your eyes open.

“Close your eyes baby girl,” Mama says. That’s all the convincing that you need before your eyelids drop close.

When you wake up your head is still against mama's chest and she has her arms around you, but you see that you are no longer on the couch in the living room. Your in Wanda’s room- no your in your shared room with Wanda.

After you dropped, Wanda and you decided it was best to move in together. Even though you were just one door over. But you liked sharing a room with Wanda. You got to cuddle with her every night and wake up to her every morning.

You didn’t have a lot of stuff to move into Wanda's room so the move was easy. Most of your clothes were already in Wanda’s room since you spent nights with her so frequently, and the few things you do have are small.

You are still a bit tired and Wanda is still sleeping so you fall back asleep. When Wanda wakes up she is in the same position as when she went to sleep. You on top of her with your head on her chest, legs tangled together and her arms around you.

You don’t weigh enough to crush Wanda when you sleep on top of her, just enough to create a comfortable weight. You are like Wanda's weighted blanket. Keeping her warm at night and adding weight on top of her.

Seeing that it was 10:30 a.m. Wanda decided to wake you up as your play date with everyone was around lunch time.

“Baby girl,” Wanda says as she shakes you awake. You fuss for a minute not wanting to be pulled from your slumber, but when you see Wanda looking at you with love you suddenly forget all about sleep.

“Mama!!” you chirp happily. Wanda chuckles and kisses your cheeks.

“Morning, baby. Are you ready for today?” Wanda asks.

“Yay, can’t waits” You say back.

Wanda starts to untangle herself from you to your displeasure. You whine and pull on her arm.

“Baby we have to get up and ready if we want to play with everyone and roller skate”

“Woller skate!!!” You say cheerfully as you jump out of bed.

Wanda helps you get ready and by 11:30 you guys are ready to go. You put your shoes on, proud that you didn’t need mama's help, that is until she stops you.

“Hey baby, you got your shoes on the wrong feet,” Mama says as she crouches down to help you put them on the right way.

“There you go,” she says as she slips on your left splatter print croc on. She holds out her hand for you to take as you both walk down the hall.

Everyone is waiting in the common room in the compound. Steve, Tony, and Clint are already little and are playing with various toys. Tony is playing with an Iron Man action figure, Steve is playing with hot wheels, and Clint is playing with lego’s. Pepper, Bucky, Laura, Natasha, and Thor were all on the couch talking.

You spot Bunny on the couch that you and Wanda were on yesterday night. You tug Wanda towards Bunny not wanting to let go of her hand. You pick up Bunny and hug her to your chest.

“Hey Y/N,” Clint says, “Do you want to play lego’s with me?”

“No play with me Y/N” Tony insists.

“She doesn't want to play with you Tony, she wants to play with me!” Clint says, raising his voice.

“Why would she want to play with you? She doesn’t even like you” Tony says matter of factly.

“Boys” Pepper warns them.

“Y/N can play with anyone she wants, just let her choose. You don’t need to fight about it.” Laura says. You look between the two.

Letting go of mama's hand you walk toward Tony and he sticks his tongue out at Clint.

“Haha told you she wanted to play with-” Tony stops mid sentence as you walk right past him and walk over to Steve.

Pepper and Wanda just laugh and Bucky smiles.

“Guess she didn’t want to play with you guys since you were too busy fighting,” Laura says to the boys. Tony and Clint pout and look at Steve and you.

“Hi, can I pway wit you?” You ask Steve.

“Yeah, you can pick your favorite car,” Steve says pointing at the various cars scattered around him.

You spot a 2009 green Honda CR-V and instantly choose it. It reminds you of your mama’s eyes.

“I wike dis one. Mama, mama wook! It wook wike your eyes,” you exclaim. Wanda over at you and smiles while nodding her head.

You and Steve play cars for a while racing them on the floor, until lunch time. There’s hot dogs, chips, fruits, and veggies.

After Wanda fixes your plate for you everyone sits at the table. Wanda places your plate next to hers and you look up at her with big eyes, wanting to sit on her lap.

“Mama,” you say quietly, looking down as you ask her “can I sit on your lap?”

“Of course baby,” Wanda says. When she sits down you climb up on her lap with a smile on your face. You eat your hot dog and chips in a comfortable silence.

“Mama?” You ask as you eat your last chip.

“Yes baby girl?”

“Can we woller skate now?” You ask as you look up at her.

“Yes, baby we can roller skate now,” Wamda says

“OOO mommy can I roller skate with Y/N too?” Tony asks Pepper.

“Yeah I want to too,” Clint says.

“How bout we all go out and roller skate?” Wanda suggests getting cheers and noises of approval. Bucky and Pepper get skates out of the training room. Why they have a bunch of roller skates just sitting around nobody knows.

Outside the avengers compound littles and their caregivers were putting on their skates. Learning from this morning you put your skates on the right feet, but you need help tying them up. Wanda ties up your laces and stands up.

You try to stand up but can’t by yourself. You frown and try again, but the back wheels on our heels keep turning.

Wanda sees you struggle and holds out her hands for you. You grab onto your mama's hands as she helps you stand.

When you finally get off the ground you start to slowly roll forward. Luckily Wanda is still holding your hands so you don’t get far.

“You ready, baby?” Wanda asks you. You nod your head still a little unsteady, but you know mama will catch you before you fall.

“Yes mama I’m red-ready” you say as you wobble back and forth. You start to move forward when Wanda starts to move.

Wanda moves forward with ease. And your eyes go wide.

“Wooooooow you can woller skate,” you say in awe.

“Every won wook! My mama can skate!” You say pointing to your mama. Your mama smiles at you as everyone looks at her. She lets go of your arms and skates around everyone. All the littles look at her with unbelieving expressions.

When Wanda skates back to you she sees that you had tried to follow her. While trying to follow her your front left wheel hits a rock you didn’t see. The sudden stop makes you lose your balance. About to fall face first into the cement you brace for impact.

You wait. Except it never comes. When you open your eyes you see that mama used her powers to stop you from eating some cement, and stopped a big meltdown in front of everyone.

Red wisps of magic gently bring you back to her. Only once her hand is safely collapsed around yours do her eyes stop glowing red.

“You okay baby?” She asks you worried that she didn’t stop you in time. You hug her tight thanking her for not letting you fall.

Wanda shows you how to move your feet to move forward. You struggle for a bit, but Wanda helps you until you finally move forward on your own.

“Wook mama!! I’m doin it!” You say as your mama smiles and cheers you on. You look back behind you and see Pepper helping Tony skate for the first time. Clint and Steve were racing against each other already knowing how to skate.You skate slowly back to mama and hug her.

“I love you mama,” you say, and everyone around you lets out ‘awws’. Wanda looks a little shocked. You've told her that when you were big, but never when you were little.

Wanda can feel the tears brimming at her eyes.

“I love you too baby girl.”

Here in this moment, surrounded by your family, by mama, you feel the most loved.

After roller skating for a while you went back inside where mama and Tasha cuddled you on the couch until you started feeling sleepy.

“You ready to go baby girl?” Wanda asks you.

“Go where?” You ask curiously.

“Back to our room so you can sleep baby.”

“Otay,” you say sleepily. Wanda stood up and held her hand out for you. But you were too tired to walk all the way down the hall to your bedroom.

“Mama, can you carry me, pwease?” Wanda picks you up and sets you on her hip. You wrap your arms and legs around her.

“You’re like a koala baby,” she says. Which reminds you of something.

“Wait, mama, Bunny,” you say pointing to the stuffed koala. Nat is sitting by the koala and hands it to you.

“Fanks Tasha,” you say.

“Can I get a hug before you go?” Nat asks smiling, and you shake your head yes. Wanda smiles as you hug Nat. She is glad that you have found comfort in being little around people.

Wanda carries you back to your shared room and sits you down on your bed. You close your eyes ready to fall asleep, until Wanda says something.

“Baby you need to take a bath before we can go to bed.” You whine because you’re tired and you just want to snuggle up with mama until you fall asleep.

“How about mama joins you baby?” She said hoping to convince you.

You had done a lot today, after roller skating you played outside for a while before you came back inside. Tony, Steve, Clint, and you made mud cakes for everyone so you really needed a bath.

You agree to take one when you realize you can cuddle with mama in the tub. Wanda goes into the bathroom to get the water running.

When she’s done she comes out to find you half asleep, sucking on your thumb while you hold Bunny. She sighs but picks you up and carries you to the bathroom. She helps you undress and into the tub.

When she undresses she gets in the tub behind you and pulls you to her chest. She washes the dirt off your body and whispers to you about how good you were today.

“You’re such a sweet little girl for mama,” you hear her say as she finishes washing you off. You snuggle closer to her and just listen to her heartbeat.

“You ready to get out baby?” She asks you after a while. You nod your head ready to go to bed with her. Wanda helps you get out of the tub and drys you off. She helps you put on your pajamas.

She tucks you into bed with Bunny and follows soon after. When she's under the covers she wraps her arms around you. You shift as close as you can to her.

“I love you,” you say to her before closing your eyes. Wanda’s heart swells with love at your words.

“I love you too,” she says as you two drift off into sleep.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff #female reader #age regression #caregiver #little space #loving a little #rollerskating #natasha romonova #steve rogers #tony stark #pepper potts #clint barton #writing #fanfic

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