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spider-kids-agere · 2 years

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Some random marvel caregiver icons

Caregiver icons of Steve Rogers, Kate Bishop, and Wanda Maximoff (feel free to use while credit is not needed it is appreciated)

#marvel agere #agere icons #caregiver icons #agere #agere edits #fandom agere #cg!wanda #cg!steve #cg!kate

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katethewriter · 2 years

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Summary: Y/n has a very specific power. She is a shapeshifter. However, she can only shift into younger versions of herself. Her abilities catch the Avengers’ attention. Though their first introduction is lackluster at best, it's not long before she has them all wrapped around her little finger.

Pairing: Avengers x Reader(platonic) - WandaNat x Reader(platonic) - mother-figure!Wanda x Reader - cg!Wanda x little!Reader - cg!WandaNat x little!Reader - cg!Avengers x little!Reader - fem!reader

A/N: This is pretty much just straight up fluff. It's my own spin on shapeshifter!Reader and little!Reader. This is just a happy little brainchild that I decided to run with

Welcome to the Team: After a chance encounter, the Avengers recruit a new kid to join the team.

Wanda Cookie Monster: It's not that Y/n is hiding from the rest of the team, except that's exactly what she is doing. Wanda is determined to break through to her.

Clint Hand-Me-Downs: As Y/n starts showing herself more and more around the compound, Clint can't help to notice she tends to wear the same thing everyday.

Natasha Kinda Like You: Y/n is convinced Natasha doesn't like her. If she could just brush away that tough exterior, maybe they have more in common than she thought. Perhaps she can gain a new ally in the process.

Steve New Kid's First Mission: Steve is wary to allow a kid on a mission, but just maybe Y/n can prove him wrong.

Peter Crayola: Peter wonders why the New Kid's pictures on the fridge are only ever done in black and blue ink or pencil.

Bruce Just a Twist: A training mishap sends New Kid to the medbay.

Sam Let's Go Fly a Kite: Sam is on duty when he spots New Kid all by herself. He offers her an opportunity most kids could only dream of.

Bucky A Mission Gone Sideways: Bucky is paired with New Kid for a mission that doesn't end as well as they would like.

Tony A Little Pinch: A flaw in Y/n's suit might be just the thing to finally pull Tony to her side.

Thor Someone Worthy: Thor returns from a long stay and doesn't recognize the young team member running around the compound.

Kate Nerf War: When someone new joins the team, Y/n takes a sudden interest in archery.

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corpiote · 11 days

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great moments from william's mad love

william being a loving tease

kate being jealous of victor (same) and victor understanding a very subtle(/s) cue from will

and william's passionate side♡

this also serves as evidence for my other post abt william

#i read this ending in jp already so i shldve done the blind end but i love the cg too much #onto liam's route until 3x #ill probably finish will's blind love b4 finishing liam's route so i can clear my closet tho #i have no room rn #ikevil #ikemen villains #cybird #ikevil william #william rex #ikevil victor #ikevil kate

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tvmusiclife · 7 days

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What is going on in the house of [Las Vegas Aces]???? IS MY DELULU COMING TRULU

#kate martin #everyone pause #becky hammon what are you cookin #kate martin to vegas kate martin to vegas #make it official #omg aja CG KP JY bruhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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angelbaby-fics · 3 months

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Cg stucky x little reader x little Peter where he is the older bro and very protective about his little sis and they go to the avenger tower but she is in babyspace and non-verbal and he won't let anyone near her and is like "nooooo she to tiny you make her owie" and when someone else than their caregivers try to pick her up he Hit the person and get punished by daddies

Baby's Bodyguard

Word Count: 800

A/N: This is such a sweet idea!!!! I love big bro Peter & there's gonna be a lot more of him coming in the future I think 💕 Also nobody yell at me but I haven't actually watched Hawkeye & I don't know anything about Kate imsosorry enjoy!! 💕

Joining the Rogers-Barnes family as their precious and littlest baby was the greatest thing that happened to everyone involved, but nobody took on a greater pride than your big bubba Peter. Steve and Bucky had been worried at first that he wouldn’t take it well, no longer being an only child and the absolute center of their attention. To their surprised delight, however, Peter took on his new older sibling responsibilities with a soldier’s pride.

Any time you were out on an errand or playing in the park, Peter took it upon himself to keep a watchful eye on you, even though your daddies were more than capable. Whenever you weren’t in your daddies’ arms, you were holding Peter’s hand. At the playground, he’d go down the slide first to make sure it wasn’t too fast, and then wait at the bottom to catch you as you followed. When you ordered food in a restaurant, Peter always took the first bite to make sure it was safe. Well, maybe that one wasn’t as much about protection as it was getting an extra bite, but still. At parties and playdates it was a little easier for him to get distracted, but he always made sure you were within earshot.

That’s how you found yourself now, in one of the common rooms of the sprawling Avengers compound, stacking blocks into a castle while Peter half paid attention to Wanda’s game of pretend on the other side of the room, his focus divided between her and you. Steve was standing around the snack table talking to Bruce and Tony, while Bucky and Sam cracked open a couple of beers on the balcony. It wasn’t a party so much as a lively get-together, team members and family only.

It also happened to be Kate’s first party with the gang. Kate had been kind to you the few times you had met her, engaged with you in your pretend games and played hide and seek around the compound with you and your friends, but you didn’t trust her all the way yet. She was new here, she didn’t know that the only ones you allowed to carry you were your daddies. When Tony announced that dinner was ready, she was the closest to you, so she picked you up to carry you into the dining room with everyone. She meant well, she handled you gently, but that meant nothing to you at this moment.

Peter’s spidey senses noticed it first, the sharp intake of your breath as you started to wail. Poor Kate didn’t realize what was happening as everything unfolded. A sticky web splatted into the back of her shirt as Peter ran over to the two of you.

“No! You put baby down!!” He shouted, smacking the side of Kate’s arm like a cat batting a toy; not enough to hurt her.

Kate let go of you as you flung yourself into Peter’s arms, now sobbing from both the fright of being picked up by a new person and the commotion that had followed it. Peter barely had time to comfort you when a strong voice rang out over the noise.

“Hey!” Steve shouted, not needing to say anything else to get everyone in the room silent and staring at him. Even you had stopped crying when you saw your daddy enter the room. Peter immediately spoke out in your defense.

“She was scaring baby!” He cried out, pointing an accusatory finger at Kate.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t! I was just bringing her to dinner!” Kate defended herself, desperately hoping the super soldier would understand. It wasn’t Steve she was worried about, though; Bucky was glaring at her with ice cold eyes.

Steve placed a calming hand on his husband’s shoulder, calming him instantly.

“Alright, everybody calm down,” Steve said, his face softening as he turned to meet your eyes. “Are you hurt, babydoll?”

You shook your head, reaching out for your daddy’s arms.

“I promise,” Kate said, “all I did was pick her up!” “I believe you.” Steve nodded. “She just doesn’t like getting picked up by anybody but her family. It's okay, you didn’t know yet.” Kate smiled, grateful for the forgiveness. Your tears had dried, your breathing had calmed, and your tummy had started to rumble. Steve gave you a kiss on the head, and with the chaos settled, everyone began to shuffle off to the dining room. Peter mingled in amongst them until he felt a cold hand on the back of his shirt.

“Uh uh, not so fast kiddo,” Bucky warned, pulling the youngster aside. “I saw you hit Kate. That’s not nice and you know it.”

Peter looked down at his sneakers. “I’m sorry Baba,” he said dejectedly.

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to Kate. Bucky let Peter go, following him into the kitchen before adding: “and no dessert tonight!”

#little!reader #stucky x little!reader #agere fic #bucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky #daddy!bucky #marvel agere #peter x little!reader #stucky x little!peter #little!peter x little!reader #chloe's fic

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tiny-merkitty · 2 months

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clint agere ! i really wanna make some regressor kate & cg clint stuff eventually auugghh

ⓘ i do not consent to k!nk interaction! any nsfw account that likes, reblogs, or in any way interacts with this post or my blog will be blocked and reported.

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otomefiend · 9 months

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Alfons Sylvatica

1st Year Birthday Story: A hollow mirror hides the truth in momentary pleasures.

So much goodness of Alfons' inner monologue. We learn more about him in a roundabout way. I just love the mix of naughty, sexy and sad. That cg is so pretty, I could have a full feature of Al and Kate making out with that backdrop. OOPS forgot to mention it's NSFW. 👀

I spent forever tinkering with some lines, and I'm still on the fence with how much of Al's formal speech I want to incorporate so here's a general comment that I might edit this and other stories.

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Alfons: "You said you wanted to celebrate, didn't you?"

Kate: "I've never heard of celebrating with alcohol and hookah in a place like this..."

Sitting in a corner of a small, dimly lit private room of the local 'watering hole,' Kate chastised me in a hushed voice.

Alfons: "Ha-ha! Did you really think you were going to have a wholesome birthday party in a cake shop?" 🎶

Alfons: "Now, move closer if you'd be so kind."

Kate: "..... what? Why do I have to get on your lap ......?"

Alfons: "Because it's more fun this way, of course. You're so uncouth."

Alfons: "I'm a selfless man, but... you sincerely wished to celebrate with me."

Alfons: "I'm sure I'll make you feel thoroughly entertained."

Kate: "....ugh!"

(How sweet of her not to curse at me this instant)

Until now, dear 'Robin' had to lead a truly peaceful existence in that good world of hers.

(I have no idea how she found out about my birthday or why she wanted to celebrate it)

I had no reason to refuse if she just wanted to have a good time.

(Even more so if it is a moment of entertainment to comfort her in her challenging life with the crown)

Alfons: "If you want to celebrate with me, forget all the difficulties and think only of pleasure."

I wrapped my arms around her waist and let my fingers roam her spine, making her squirm and look flustered.

Kate: "Ah... no, you can't...! Not in here."

Alfons: "Oh? But it's good because it's 'here'."

Kate: "Eh...?"

Alfons: "You didn't follow me because you thought I was a gentleman who would protect your chastity, did you?"

Alfons: "Dressed so cute, you're like a cake on display."

Kate: "That's because you said we were going to a party."

Alfons: "I wasn't lying, 'Party' is the name of the venue."

Kate: "Wha.... nn!"

A strong shiver ran through her body as I moved my fingers over her bare arms.

Alfons: "Heh... I like your body. It's honest."

Kate: "Ugh, I'm going home."

Alfons: "You're so cold. Then, let's say I spend my birthday alone."

Alfons: "I declined all invitations for tonight because you said you would celebrate with me..."

Kate: "...um."

(Well, it's not true)

I wouldn't make any special arrangements with anyone just because it was my birthday.

Kate: "...will you promise me that you won't do anything indecent?"

Alfons: "I can't promise that. I'm often told that even my presence is indecent."

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Later, after laughing at her choking on hookah and providing her with the most indecent step-by-step instructions, we arrived at home---

Perhaps it was the sweet and easy-drinking quality of the coctails, but their hefty alcohol content left her completely drunk.

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Alfons: "Right. Here we are, Kate."

Kate: "Mhm.... thank you..."

After carrying her into her room, I slowly lowered her onto the bed.

As I gently brushed her hair away from her flushed cheeks, she narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

(Ah, so defenseless...)

(You're a bit too soft to live in the dark)

(Even if you're cautious, you'll still get hurt the moment you stick your head out)

I was sure there would be a lot of turmoil in her life from now on.

( ...... I can at least accompany you on a momentary diversion like today's)

Kate: "I'm sorry... Alfons... your birthday..."

Kate: "Happy birthday, congratula...tions."

Alfons: "Ah, you're slurring. Please, say it again cause it's awfully cute."

Kate: "Ugh... you're horrible..."

(What're you like... Since you're comfortably drunk, I should leave you alone, though...)

I sighed, looking at Kate, now dazed and shaking painfully.

I took off one of my gloves and gently touched her hot nape.

Alfons: "You are not drunk. Your head is clear, and you don't feel dizzy."

Kate: "....., .....ah....."

As I twisted reality with my power to forcibly alter perception, Kate's eyes immediately became clear again.

Kate: "I'm... feeling better, thank you."

Alfons: "To be clear, you just don't have symptoms. That doesn't mean I got rid of the alcohol from your system."

Kate: "This ability... It's really amazing."

She pondered on something in silence, then looked straight at me.

Alfons: "... what is it?"

Kate: "Do you use it to make everyone... feel at ease?"

Alfons: "Yes, well. Depends on the situation."

Kate: "Won't they become... over reliant on you, when you're showing them convenient illusions in times of distress?"

Alfons: "People like that certainly exist amongst them."

Kate: "...What do you do in such situations?

Alfons: "I have a contingency plan."

Kate: "Which is..?"

Alfons: "I just walk away."

Alfons: "People are surprisingly forgetful when you distance yourself."

Alfons: "Though I'm careful not to get them to the point of dependendency. It's too much trouble."

Kate: "...Still, why are you showing illusions like these...?"

Alfons: "One needs a little bit of entertainment in life, don't you agree?"

Kate: "... This sounds strangely altruistic."

Alfons: "Indeed. I'm the epitome of altruism."

Kate: "But it's irresponsible to run away."

Alfons: "Yeah, I'm also an irresponsible arsehole."

Kate: "Seriously..."

Kate: "That's how you keep me from getting too involved."

(---ah)

(She's far too observant)

Her direct gaze made me flinch at times.

Ever since she arrived at the castle, her heart has been busy with worries and fears.

She tried to confront things far too seriously, considering that, after all, it was only for a limited time.

Despite being fragile and soft, she had the strength to face her fear of getting hurt...

I was envious and, at the same time, a little --- scared.

Kate: "I thought I'd get an idea of who you are by asking you about your birthday memories, but..."

Kate: "With alcohol and hookah... and your indecent pranks... you managed to dodge it, didn't you?"

Alfons: "I like the term 'indecent pranks'. The way it sounds..."

Kate: "... see? You're doing it again..."

It couldn't be helped since the truth was nowhere to be found.

(Even the fact that today is my birthday I made it up on the day I met El)

I didn't even know my real birthday. Or where I was born. Not even my real name.

But I had no intention of seeking the truth.

(Whatever the truth is, eventually --)

Kate: "I'm... very interested in you."

Alfons: "Isn't it natural to be interested in indecent things?"

Kate: "No, it's not! That's not all...!"

Kate: "It's because sometimes your face looks empty --- just like now."

(... empty face)

(Mine...?)

Kate: "Therefore...... I'm curious as to why."

(-- ah)

(As expected, she's scary)

For a moment, I felt like I was about to be exposed, so I deliberately took a step back.

Alfons: "I'm touched that you were concerned about me."

She pursed her lips in frustration, as if she sensed that I was not going to answer her question.

Kate: "...I guess I didn't get to celebrate your birthday much today."

Kate: "Before we call it a day, is there anything you would like me to do?"

That was at least something I could respond to, feeling a growing sense of danger, heightened by her strong, searching gaze.

(I want her to have a hard time)

(I don't want her looking straight at me anymore)

Softly reaching my hand out, I touched the unprotected nape of her neck.

Kate: "... what---"

Alfons: "`Isn't it customary to kiss someone when celebrating their birthday?`"

Her strong gaze wavered and became dull.

Kate: "....ah,... "

Kate: "Yes, you're right... Sorry, I don't know how could I forget?"

(Yes, this is good)

(Once she wakes up from this illusion... she will have no desire to search for the truth about me)

Alfons: "It can happen to anyone... Now, come here, please."

As I lay down on her bed and invited her to join me, I could see Kate's throat go up and down.

She straddled me, lifting up her pretty, cake-like dress.

Alfons: "...passionately, please?"

Kate: "....yes....mn..."

A kiss with the sweet scent of a hookah.

When I pushed the tip of my tongue into her mouth, her shoulders shook in surprise --- followed by her enthusiastic response.

As I teased her inside, she reacted with honesty, guiding me to her pleasure spots.

Kate: "ah....ha.....?"

Her eyes wavered in confusion as I reached under her dress and stroked her thighs.

Was she already accustomed to 'indecent pranks' or had she become less vigilant?

Maybe it was because of the innocent wish to give me a passionate birthday kiss...

I was able to caress her body with little resistance.

(....how far will she let me go?)

(I only made her believe it was 'okay' to kiss me)

Kate: "Mm.....nn, n....!"

(She's so adorable)

I traced over her secret area through the underwear and slid my finger into the gap where the fabric had been shifted.

The kisses became more and more intense as I teased her wet spot ---

Kate: "Nn, no...!"

The moment I slipped my finger inside her, she recoiled and pushed back my chest.

Kate: "Birthday celebrations... are supposed to be just kisses, right!?"

She said so in a loud voice --

Kate: "....huh!? T-that... I-I..."

She seemed to realize the abnormality of her statement and suddenly put her hand over her mouth.

Katie: "What am I......doing now?"

Alfons: "What, you ask? Isn't it obvious...? It's a kiss to celebrate my birthday. Very passionate, I might add."

Kate: "What!? Why..."

She looked down at her body with a mixture of turmoil, pleasure and shame.

Kate: "Please remove your finger..."

Alfons: "Are you sure? Where it is right now... says not to pull it out."

Kate: "You used your ability....?"

Alfons: "Yes. I just fancied you to do my bidding."

Kate: "...!?"

Kate: "....You wanted me to kiss you?"

Her eyes twitched slightly in anticipation of the truth.

(...Please, don't look at me like that)

(You know it's going to hurt)

Alfons: "--No? I only wanted to toy with you using my power."

Kate: "...."

She glared at me with eyes still moist with pleasure.

(Pathetic and cute)

(I want this terrible experience make her forget about my birthday)

(I won't let her in)

Into my past, into my future, into my heart.

If I let her, who was fragile and gentle, step in too deep ---

I'm sure I would leave her with scars that never fade.

(There's only room for momentary pleasures between us)

(It's best for me and her that this doesn't go any further)

Alfons: "You have my sincere thanks for the birthday wishes."

In a daze, she watched me leave the room.

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The reflection of my lips on the windowpane showed traces of her rouge.

(She went so far as to put on beautiful makeup just because she was going to a party with me... how adorable)

Why did I make her kiss me when there were other ways to keep her from getting too close?

Kate: "....You wanted me to kiss you?"

(... not a chance)

Alfons: "Impossible."

Traced with my fingertips, the red colour spread to the skin,

From the mark that would disappear by tomorrow morning --

I couldn't take my eyes off it for some reason.

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The letter

#ikemen villains #ikevil #alfons sylvatica #ikevil alfons #1st birthday story #fan translation

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spider-kids-agere · 2 years

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Here is some more random headcannons. I’m kinda on a roll so I’m not going to stop now.

𐐪𐑂 She shows off her archery to her kiddos any moment she gets the chance to. Like oh this tiny human is interested in her archery? Time to show them the best trick shots she can do

𐐪𐑂 She tells everyone who will listen about her kiddo! It’s not her fault she just adores them and is so proud of them!

𐐪𐑂 She loves to go on hikes with her kiddo and will also bring Lucky along!

𐐪𐑂 Absolutely spoils her kiddo! She loves to give them gifts and take them places and she definitely has the money to do so

𐐪𐑂 Loves to color with her kiddo. She finds the action very calming so she enjoys it when she gets to color with her kiddo

𐐪𐑂 Bed time stories with Kate are the best! She loves to go all out when reading stories and will even act some parts out.

𐐪𐑂 Going to the park with her is so fun! She loves to get her kiddo on a swing and push them as high as they can go!

𐐪𐑂 Made something for her? Expect that to be shown to everyone and to be put on the fridge

𐐪𐑂 She would definitely bribe her kiddo with candy for them to annoy Clint for her

𐐪𐑂 I feel like the perfect age for her kiddo would be 8-12. She definitely likes to be more active and do things that older kids would enjoy.

#kore writes #marvel agere #cg!Kate #fandom agere #agere headcanons #fandom agere headcannons

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husbandogoddess · 6 months

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Intoxicating

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It's almost midnight at the Red Clover Tavern, and Kate unfortunately finds themselves working there tonight. Though, this is due to their own accord. After a co-worker called them in a panic, Kate couldn't say no. They didn't have the heart to turn down someone in need. But, they wish they did because now, they find themselves working a busy shift on a Saturday where they're hounded by customers nonstop. That is... until a pretty woman sits down in front of them.

This bright-eyed woman refuses to give out any information about herself, including her name. Yet there's just something about her that draws Kate in. Who is this woman? Can she make Kate's night into something memorable? And most importantly... Is this someone Kate can trust?

Features

12k words

3 Endings

4 CGs

Accessibility Options (Font Options, Self-Voicing, Image and Sound Captions)

An original soundtrack

A one brain cell protagonist

A ton of easter eggs peppered in the background

A game that supports women's rights and wrongs

Content Warning

Intoxicating contains:

Blood

Death

Manipulation

Sexual content

Please be advised while playing, and take care of yourself.

Play Now!

You can download and play Intoxicating for free on itch!

#visual novel #english visual novel #indie game #my games #interactive fiction #yuri #dark romance #intoxicating #intoxicating vn #yuri visual novel #yuri vn #yuri game #wlw #lesbian #lgbt #lgbtqia

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girlwhofellfromthemoon · 7 months

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i made a mama kate laswell moodboard ! 🥰🐿️ she'd be the best caregiver, i love her so much 🌟🥞 while making this board i was making up scenarios about her as a cg so i'll include them below ! 💖

🌷 she will make you hot chocolate or a babyccino for you to drink while she has her coffee and you two share biscuits (cookies)

🌷 she loves classic children's books, she'll have a little library of fancy kids books including peter rabbit, alice in wonderland, watership down, and the little prince

🌷 while you're regressed she's very big on rules and schedules. she wants you to stay happy and calm while you're little and thinks the best way to do this is by having a plan

🌷 she has a second chair at her desk for you to sit on. she loves to look over and see you colouring or drawing while she gets some work done. she'll keep any drawings you make and put them up around her room

🌷 she always keeps some little things for you in her bag, like a little plushie or teether. and if you go out while regressed she'll have a whole big bag of things to make sure you're okay.

🌷 she absolutely loves plushies with babies like the jellycat huddles. she always buys them for you and says it's because they're like you and her

#age regression #sfw agere #agere #sfw regression #moodboard #agere moodboard #agere little #agere aesthetic #sfw age regression #kate laswell #cod agere #call of duty agere #caregiver!kate laswell #fandom agere #beababbles #beamakes

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midnighmoonligh · 5 months

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Fandom

Call of Duty / CoD

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Characters

Y/N ; Gender Neutral ;; They/Them ;; little

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick ; He/They ; CG

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⚠Content Warnings⚠

Violence, Blood, Rope Burn, light cursing, refusal to regress, bed wetting / potty accident, & impure regression.

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Plot Summary

Y/N was mistaken as a traitor, thus interrogated as a result. After Kate Laswell reassured the 141 that you were not, Gaz came to get you and care for you.

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Y/N was a criminal that Task Force 141 was stuck with working with. After some unfortunately events, they pinned you as a traitor. Your are not, at least in this case, but was interrogated anyways. You weren't stupid enough to give out information, no matter the price tag, about the task force. As much as you didn't want to admit it, they were growing on you.

You had been in the interrogation room for at least a week, not that you could keep track all that well. Each day people were cycled out to keep an eye on you or generally try and get something useful out of you. Of course, you didn't give anything worth of use to them. He didn't have anything worth of use and they weren't seeing that. The more they pushed, yelled, and even hit you, the more you were collapsing.

Currently, you were in the room with only two operators, Price and Ghost. Price you were pretty sure was asleep against the wall by the door. Ghost on the other hand was staring you down with a death glare. It was unnerving, to say the least. Hearing the door to the interrogation room open, you looked up from the floor our of habit. You we're so tired. Seeing Gaz peek into the room cause such relief to wash over you that you almost cried.

You and Gaz have gotten the closest out of everyone. While you didn't mind the others, you tended to just click more with him.

You were binded to the chair, emotions swirling within your mind. You were angry to be so quickly assumed to be a traitor, but also not blaming them. You're naturally secretive due to your work, that much was obvious about you. It couldn't be helped. The relief of seeing Gaz made him loose his grip on his headspace. You had been fighting with regressing for so long it made your head throb with pain. Thankfully, as a conversation began you were able to pull yourself back together.

" Laswell says to let them go, " Gaz's voice rang out in the deathly silent space. He walked into the room, leaving the door open and letting much needed light into the space.

" You're joking right? " Ghost snapped at the younger.

" No, she cleared them. They didn't do it, isn't that much obvious already? " he shot back. The anger of the situation making it far too difficult for him not to be afraid or off put by Ghost.

" Leave it be Ghost, gotta trust Laswell, " Price suddenly spoke up from his spot.

You watched as Price and Ghost stared at each other for a moment. The energy they held in that moment was unsettling. Thankfully, with a scoff out of Ghost, the pair left without further argument. Accidentally, both you and Gaz sighed at the same time. You both paused and looked at each other, a playful smile appearing on Gaz's lips. You couldn't help but notice how it had such a saddened underlay to it.

Gaz immediately and felt bad. He kneeled down in front of you and gazed over the bruises and injuries. Nothing too bad, mostly minor injuries.

" I see they were rough with you, " Gaz tried to joke to lighten the mood.

You didn't say anything, but gave a slight sheepish smile. The smile didn't last as long as Gaz had hoped it would. You weren't sure what to say. A few tears began to escaped you as you tugged against the ropes, more silently asking if Gaz would remove them now. The years on the other hand, you couldn't tell if it was from the pains, losing your battle with regressing, or just relief that someone finally believed you. In several places, you had rope burn. The main spots that hurt the most we're on your arms. It hurt, stung for the most part.

With a swift movement, Gaz pulled a knife out and cut the ropes. He took in a deep, nervous, breath as he carefully peeled the rope away from the rope burns left on your skin. He unconsciously winced any time you did.

" It's okay buddy, it's over now, " he muttered. He rubbed near the spots to soothe the skin. " They won't be hurting you ever again. "

You flinched as Gaz rubbed near the raw spots. Some spots were bleeding, others were just raw. In all fairness, you knew it was your fault for having moved so much. You let out shaky breaths, trying your best to control your breathing. You knew you were regressing, but didn't want to let yourself. Not when so many eyes were on you. It was embarrassing. You hated that you regressed.

Gaz could tell Y/N was regressing, which didn't surprise him at all. Though he knew you would never out right tell him, he has caught you regressing a few times. Gaz didn't know exactly how old you regressed to normally, let alone now, but he knew it wasn't too young due to the fact you still had self-control over your own actions. You were still an adult, likely trying to suppress your regression.

"Hey, is it okay if I hold you?" he asked hesitantly with the tilted of his head for you to look at his questioning face.

" No, I just, " you paused and closed yiur eyes for a few seconds. Your body throbbed with pain, but your head definitely hurt the most.

Your tears had finally stopped at least. Even if your breathing would hiccup whenever you took a deep breath. You were too scrambled brained to even acknowledge the fact Gaz asked such a strange thing. You didn't tell him you regressed, nor did you know he knew you did.

" Just help me to the med bay, okay? " you mumbled awkwardly.

" Want me to carry you there? " Gaz offered playfully as he pulled himself up onto his feet. You just glared at him as you got up shakily. You felt thankful that the chair had arms, otherwise you probably would've fallen again.

" Okayyy, off we go then, " he huffed in reply to being glared at.

The walk to the medical bay was painfully silent. The amount of eyes the burned into you was uncomfortable, more so than you were willing to acknowledge. You crossed your arms over your chest as you walked through the hallways. Thankfully, the walk was over faster than you thought it would have been. As soon as you arrived, you found a medic who wasn't busy. They had you sit by their desk in a shitty plastic chair as they looked over your injuries and treated them.

It hurt, that much you could admit. You winced while tears pricked your eyes. The medic was sweet and soothing, often reassuring you that it was alright that it hurt. Rope burn sucked, after all. Each reassurance only caused you to loose grip on your headspace more. You couldn't really control it. Gaz on the other hand was just looming out of the way while watching you. He watched to find any signs that you were regressing.

By the time the medic was gently wrapping your rope burns in bandages and gauze, you were falling into little space. You didn't watch the injuries, rather you looked to Gaz while trying not to sniffle or straight up cry. Gaz looked down at you with a look of surprise. He didn't expect you to regress so soon, but that's what trauma does to someone.

" Hey," he rubbed at your head soothingly. " You'll be okay, the medics are almost done with you, " he smiled gently as he pulled you into a half-hug to console you.

The words comforted you, but only made you want to cry more. You looked at the floor as tears escaped your eyes, slowly, but they still did so. You felt yourself slip into the headspace you disliked so much. It was embarrassing. You gently leaned against Gaz as he rubbed your shoulder, but still remembered to stay out of the medics way.

" All done, you're good to go hun, " the medic spoke up with a soft smile. They slid their chair back and went back to their work at their desk.

You sighed softly, glad to be done. Your eyes flickered over the bandaging, using one of your hands to run your fingers over them to feel the rough texture of the fabric.

" Wooo freedom! " Gaz playfully cheered in hopes to cheer you up. He smiled and gently nudged you. " You alright buddy? " he asked softly after spotting how you were analyzing the bandaging.

" Yeah, just tired, " you decided.

You carefully got up from your spot, wincing from how sore you were. You couldn't wait to lay down. You rubbed at your throbbing head, still fighting with regressing and not regressing.

" Let's just go, " you unconsciously whined.

Gaz watched you as you winced getting out of the chair. Once you stood up, he still wanted to carry you, just to soothe you a bit more. He wanted you to just regress, if that's what you needed to cope with what happened. He held out his arms for you and waited for you to get the hint.

" You might need some support getting to your room...you're very wobbly, " he chuckled quietly.

" Shut up, " you snapped at Gaz with a huff. Your head hurt too much for you not to be irritated with you. " I'm not a baby, " you grumbled as youmoved past Gaz. You just wanted to get out of there already.

" No, you're not. But you still need some support, " he chuckled softly as he caught up to you. At least he got the hint and kept his hands to himself. Though, you found yourself unable to argue that that. You did need the support, the comfort.

" Do you want to talk on the way back or are you too tired? " Gaz glanced down at you, hoping he didn't come off as condescending or babying you.

" What's there to even talk about? " you pointed out as you glanced over to Gaz.

You let out a soft breath while you unconsciously chewed on your bottom lip. Quietly, and hesitantly, you reached out to hold Gaz's ring finger and pinky, sort of like a child would do when a parents hands are too big.. even though you're perfectly capable of holding Gaz's entire hand. Gaz was surprised that you grabbed onto his fingers, it was so adorable that it melted his heart. He was about to speak, but had to take a minute to process what just happened.

He then slowly pulled you closer by his fingers. " You're not okay, Y/N, You keep regressing, " he sighed and shook his head. Finally, he said something about knowing.

" What? " you stopped in your tracks completely, causing Gaz to jerk back due to you holding his hand. " Wait what?? " you repeated before letting go of his hand.

You rubbed over your face, then looked up and down the hallway to make sure that there wasn't anyone listening. Thankfully, it was late enough in the day that most people were busy.

" You- you knew? " you whispered yelled at Gaz. You felt angry that he never said something sooner, but also upset that he knew at all.

Gaz raised an eyebrow as he chuckled quietly. " Well, I suspected it, " he tilted his head. " and the way you've been acting is just telling me more. Plus, you holding onto my fingers like a small child is a pretty big giveaway. "

You felt your face grow hot with embarrassment as he called out your childish actions. You couldn't help it.

He pulled him back to him slightly. " It's not that surprising, Y/N. You've been through a lot recently and anyone would've regressed with that trauma, " he spoke in a softer tone.

" It's just a coping mechanism, " Gaz added as he gently patted your upper arm. " It's nothing back, it won't bite you, " he joked.

" You... don't care? " you questioned hesitantly. You fidgeted with your hands in front of you. " I'm not.. gross or whatever? " you whispered as you looked away from him.

" Am I supposed to care, Y/N? " he tilted his head up for you to look at his face. " I don't care that you're regressed because that's not the 'real' you. It's just you wanting to escape the hell that you're currently living in. "

" And if anyone says otherwise, they're lying out of their asses. Besides, you're still you even when regressed. You're still Y/N, just younger. "

You felt speechless. Gaz's words made you feel stupid for hating how much you regressed. You pressed your lips together while your eyes burned with the urge to cry.

" But- it's.. Not normal, " you mumbled awkwardly.

" For a grown adult, it might not be 'normal'. But this is you trying to cope with what you've been through. It's your head just trying to escape the horror. And you know what? I don't blame you."

Gaz put a hand on your shoulder, " You're not gross or whatever that other bullshit people have told you. You're not. "

You didn't really believe what he said, however, you did compromise with your thoughts. You believed Gaz didn't think of you as weird or gross, just not others. It was about as good as it was going to get.

" Okay, " you whispered with a small nod. You felt unsure as to how to go about things now.

Gaz could tell you wasn't believing his words, but tried to convince you in your own way. He then smiled warmly at you and turned to look at the way to your room.

" Follow me, I think the best course of action for you right now is to get some rest, " he spoke softly.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other for a moment. He pondered over a few things before walking forward towards the barracks.

He was thankful that the conversation ended so soon. He didn't want to be out in the hallway discussing this for much longer. After some more walking, they arrived in the barracks and soon after his room. He opened the door, left unlocked as usual, then pushed it wide for Gaz to walk into it before him.

Gaz glanced around for a couple of seconds and sighed softly. The room was bare, so bare it looked as if no one has slept in there for years. The only indication that there had even been life, was the extra blankets on the bed.

" It's good to know you still keep your room neat.." He looked over at you, glancing at the way you made sure Gaz got inside before you. It was rather adorable, even if Gaz was rather tired.

After he had walked in, you gently closed the door behind yourself. You watched Gaz almost awkwardly look for a place to sit down. He ended up sitting on the bed. Then patted at the bed, indicating for you to come sit with him. All this felt awkward, but even so, you sat down on the bed beside him. You left about an arms length gap between you both. Gently, you rubbed your head in hopes of soothing the headache that still raged on.

" There's not much in this room, huh? " Gaz joked and looked around the bare room.

" Funny, " you replied sarcastically with the roll of your eyes.

No pictures or anything to decorate the room. Not even any personal items like a hair brush or some personal items that would make the room feel like it belonged to you. He shook his head as he set his backpack down by his feet on the floor quietly.

" You okay? " He tilted his head up for you to see his face. His tone was a bit softer now to try and make you feel comfortable, maybe ene encourage you to fall back into little space.

" Tired, starving, need to shower for sure, " you sighed as you listed off the amount of things wrong with you. " I feel awful, " you added after a couple of seconds.

" And you think I'm okay? " you chuckled, but didn't have any meaning behind it. It was an empty laugh. You felt like you were going to break down at any minute. Your mind begged and craved for you to just be little already.

" Okay, so...what do you need first? " He asked, wondering what you should do first.

" Do you want something to eat, shower, or change your clothes first? " Gaz raised an eyebrow as he looked at you, waiting for your response.

He hoped his tone was soothing and soft enough for you to at least feel more at ease and relaxed in this moment. Which it was, even if you weren't good at showing it in the slightest.

" Umm, " you trailed off as you tried to collect your thoughts. You felt so scattered brain, it was hard to focus. You rubbed at your face in frustration. " I'd like to shower, at least, " you decided as you tugged yourself up from the bed.

You winced at how much your body ached. It was hard to get up. You rubbed at your shoulder before moving to your dresser, digging through it for some soft and comfortable clothing.

" Got it, " he nodded towards you. " I'll go warm you up some food then and change the sheets on your bed, okay? "

" Oh, okay. If that's what you want to do, " you replied with surprise that he wanted to do that for you, but didn't argue it. You knew he'd do it regardless of what you said anyways.

Gaz turned and walked out of the room to fix the bed and to cook some food for you in the meantime. While he was doing that, you gathered the cozy clothes you wanted to wear and left to shower.

Once Gaz returned, he set down the food on Y/N's desk for you to eat when you got out of the shower. He looked around the room and decided to decorate it with some fun and cute things. Hopefully you would enjoy it once you got back inside here. He had fun with it. Gaz placed several stuffed animals where any adult looking at the room would most likely notice them. He also covered the bed with one of them, making the impression that you slept with stuffed animals. He even placed some small figurines of different franchises all around the room, just to decorate it.

You walked into the room after about an hour. You wore a T-shirt and some comfortable sweatpants. While you shut the door behind yourself, your free hand was gently patting at the bandages to dry them. Your hair was still wet, but not to the point it was dripping. You winced at every pat he gave the bandages. The injuries burned with pain. It took you a moment to notice the added things. You paused at the room. It didn't look like something you lived in, yet it looked like someone did live there now. It was off putting, not that you could get upset with Gaz. Your eyes flickered around quietly, clearly unsure how to process the rooms appearance.

" What do you think of the room and everything? " Gaz turned to look at you. He was curious at the thought of your thoughts. If it was off-putting, creepy, or anything. He was also glad that you didn't get upset with him about the changes he made.

Gaz then took note that you were wincing at the bandages being dried. "Let me help you?" He walked over and grabbed some towels from his bag. " Just lift your arms up and I'll dry them for you. "

" It looks... Nice, thank you, " you told him. You did like it, but you were so all over the place you couldn't really say anything nicer. " Um, you don't have to.. " you trailed off awkwardly.

" Your welcome, " he happily replied as placed the towels down. " And I want to. "

Gaz gently took the towel from your hands and helped you dry the bandages for you, being careful and making sure he didn't move his injured limb or hurt you. You flinched slightly from pain, but he quickly adjusted so it wouldn't hurt. The action made your mind slip a slightly. You enjoyed having things done for you.

" There, done," he laughed gently. " Now, food or bed? "

" Food, I'm starving. "

" Sure, " Gaz grabbed your hand and led you to the desk. He even brought you some utensils to eat the warm food with.

You chuckled as your hand was grasped. You let yourself be lead over to your desk, where the food Gaz had made waited. You sat down without complaint, gently rubbing at your joints to sooth their aching. Gaz sat down in one of the chairs at your desk as he gently handed you the plate.

" You should probably eat. " The way he spoke sounded a bit more like talking to a child rather than an adult.

You gently took the plate as you were handed it. It smelled amazing. You smiled warmly, but the way he was talking to you annoyed you. You knew Gaz wanted to meet how you were while regressed, but you were too scared to be regressed around other people to just give in.

" Does your tummy hurt? " he tilted his head at you. All of this could be seen as talking to a child, or... to a regressed you.

Hearing the word *tummy* made you want to cave into your headspace. You chewed your bottom lip in an attempt to keep from regressing. Your head hurt so much the more you forced yourself to represss it.

" No, I'm okay, " you reassured before picking up the silverware and beginning to eat.

The food tasted so good, you weren't expecting it. The warm home cooked meal was definitely needed. You hummed before eating faster, practically inhaling the food from how hungry you are. You hadn't eaten much while in that room. It was a pain to even convince them to feed you at all, in all honesty. Gaz didn't say another word, though he did wonder what would happen if he called you a pet name a regressor would normally enjoy. Before you knew it, you had completely cleaned the plate.

Gaz waited patiently for you to finish up. Once you had finished, he let out a soft chuckle. " I didn't think you would've finished it that quickly. Are you still hungry? Do you need more food? "

" No I'm okay, so full, " you hummed as you gently set the dishes onto your desk. You leaned back into the chair with a small sigh, only to gently rub at your head in an attempt to sooth your head.

" Alright, " he shrugged his shoulders as he looked at your face again.

Gently, he grabbed your hands when he noticed you rubbing at your head in an attempt to soothe it.

" You still have a bit of a headache? Are you sure food is all you want? Nothing else to sooth your headache? " he questioned, concern lacing his tone. He wanted nothing more than to help you feel better.

" Nothing can really help, " you mumbled awkwardly, though it wasn't quite true. If you would just let yourself regress it would stop hurting.

Slowly you got up from the desk chair. You gently pushed it in so it didn't take up too much space. You walked across the room to your bed then flopped over right into the mattress. Gaz tilted his head then just shook his head. He knew you wasn't telling him the truth, he thought you were being cute the way you were trying to hide your regression. But he wouldn't press you to regress.

He then followed you over to the bed. He decided to do something rather childish himself. He jumped into the bed and fell on top of you, who had just flopped onto the bed like what a child might do when they're tired and don't care to get under the covers. He laugh as he looked up at you.

" AH-" you shouted in surprise as you were jumped on top of. Though it hurt, you bursted into laughter. You smiled and slapped your hand against Gaz's upper arm. You smiled so hard it made your cheeks hurt.

" Get off you're heavy! " you laughed.

Gaz didn't listen to your request to get off you. Instead, he just smiled back and laid his weight on top of you. He then hugged you with you underneath him.

" No, " he said, in a playful tone. " I don't think I wanna move. It's too comfy. "

You groaned in reply, but kept smiling. The weight felt nice against you, soothing. You let out a long sigh before gently wrapping your arms around Gaz. You gently ran your fingers across his upper back, rubbing it in a soothing manner.

" Fine, " you mumbled in defeat.

Your hands rubbing across his back soothed Gaz. You were so calming and the way you rubbed Gaz's back in such a way that he felt very tempted to fall asleep. But even if Gaz felt sleepy, he wouldn't fall asleep. Instead, he would continue holding you and hugging you.

" Are you comfy? " He asked to check in with you, but you only nodded quietly in reply.

" Head hurts tho, " you mumbled, tone sounding a little childish. You were exhausted, the weight of Gaz made you feel safe. It was hard to keep fighting your headspace. You couldn't fight sleep and regressing at the same time either.

Gaz looked down at you for a moment and then kissed your forehead. His smile was gentle and calming, as if he was kissing his son's forehead.

" It's okay, " he whispered. " I'm here. You're safe with me. "

Gaz then held you closer to him, hoping it helped your mindset. " Just drift off and go to sleep if your head hurts. I'll watch over you. "

The words made tears prick in your eyes. Suddenly, and finally, you felt a wave of anxiety, relief, and general grief wash over you. Gaz made you feel so safe, protected from the others. What had happened, the way you had been kept, finally processed through you enough for you to express something. Your tears began to fall fast, thick and hot. You kept quiet though, besides some small hiccups of breath. The downside of crying was loosing the grip on your headspace further. Really, one word would be enough to tip you over into little space.

Gaz's face showed a concerned look and he scooted a bit closer to you. He brushed his hand against your forehead, pushing some of your hair out of your face. He moved to lay next to you, instead of on you. Apart of you missed the weight.

" Shhh, " he shushed gently, " It's alright, Y/N. Let it all out. Don't fight it. I'm right here with you. "

It was easy to tell that you were almost regressing due to stress and anxiety. You hiccuped softly in reply, letting your tears fall faster. Soon soft sobs began to heave out of you. Your fingers gripped Gaz's shirt as you hugged him tightly. You buried your face into his shoulder while you cried. Your mind begged and screamed for you to just let yourself regress, but you were too scared to do so. You were scared Gaz would judge you, or find you gross... or just something negative.

Gaz didn't mind the crying at all. In fact, he didn't mind you hugging him so tightly, and he also didn't mind you burying his face into his shoulder. He didn't even mind your tears dripping down onto his shirt as you cried. It would leave spots, but it won't dry later, so why care?

Gaz held you close, rubbing your back gently in a soothing way. He wanted to show you that he wasn't ashamed or disgusted with you. He found it difficult to even think of you in such a way if he had to be honest. Soon, your sobs turned to quiet crying. Your exhausted body couldn't keep up, so you weren't able to cry for very long without feeling completely wiped out. It had only been ten minutes and you felt like you were going to pass out. As a result, you lost your battle with fighting falling into little space. You kept your head buried into Gaz's shoulder. Your breathing softened into a calm, low, pace.

Gaz noticed right away that you had regressed as he was holding you. He could tell at first glance that you were more relaxed, less tense. It was also your breathing that caught Gaz's attention as he spoke again.

" You're little now, Y\N, " he guess, using a tone of speaking to a young child to keep you there. " Do you feel okay? Anything hurt at all, or do you feel okay? " he asked gently while rubbing your back.

" Nuh uh, " you mumbled towards Gaz, instantly denying the fact you were regressed despite how obviously it is. All the questions overwhelmed you though, so you didn't say anything to them, just slowly curled up against him.

" Okay," Gaz chuckled, just holding you close instead. He rubbed your back in circles quietly for a little while before moving to see your face. He knew you are still denying you regression, but he didn't push it. He didn't want to cause you more distress.

Your fingers kept clinging to his clothing, refusing to let go of Gaz. You slowly melted against him when your hair was played with. You felt safer in his arms, knowing he'd protect you. You barely lasted a few minutes being awake. You fell asleep without even realizing you had done so.

Gaz smiled as you fell asleep so quickly. He continued to hold you and play with your hair a bit more.

Gazing down at you, he found himself finding you really adorable when you are regressed. He still wanted to give you some time to heal from what had happened, so he didn't disturb you. You deserved your rest. He waited patiently for you to wake up again. It'd probably be a while however. So he settled down and rested with you while he waited. He slept peacefully, being so cozy with the little in his arms.

***

You woke up at about three am feeling uncomfortable. You woke up feeling little, having a headspace at about seven or eight, so you were on the older side. Gaz was fast asleep when you woke up. You whined softly and uncomfortably squirmed in your spot, that's when you realized the bed was wet. It was odd. You didn't drink in the bed, so you couldn't have spilled anything.

Then, your heart dropped. Your eyes pooled with tears as you realized you had an accident in the bed. From the anxiety of the fear of being yelled at or called disgusting, you fell into a younger headspace as you began to cry. As you started to whine and squirm around, Gaz woke up due to the noise and movement. You hiccuped out your sobs, crying harder as he woke up and realized.

Gaz looked down at you with nothing but confusion written on his face. He didn't understand why you were moving so much, let alone upset. Not at first. Then he finally noticed the wet spots on your side of the bed, which helped him put two and two together. Despite how gross it definitely was, Gaz remained calm and didn't yell or become angry. He couldn't be mad over something you couldn't control. It was an accident and that's what really mattered.

" Oh no, " he murmured when he realized what you had done in your sleep. " You regressed in your sleep, Y/N? "

You soon sat up, the mess clearly having come from you with your damp sweatpants. You're uncomfortable, embarrassed, and all around humiliated. Above all you're scared he would be mad and not talk to you again after this.

It was clear to see that Gaz wasn't mad or disgusted with you at all. If anything, he was just sympathetic towards you. He could see that you were worried about how he would react. It made his heart ache.

" 'm-" you tried to speak as you choked on your sobs. " Sorry, " you cried.

" Hey, Hey, " Gaz whispered as gently as he could manage. " Don't apologize. You didn't do it on purpose, alright? There was nothing wrong in regressing in your sleep. I also told you that I wouldn't find you disgusting or weird for regressing. "

He kissed your forehead to give you support and love. " Come on, we can take care of the bed and then you can go back to sleep. Do you still feel little? " he asked you in an attempt to try to get you to be more upfront about your regression. Little did he know, you were past the point of being able to suppress it.

You tried to wipe your face as you cried, but it didn't do much since you were still bawling. Your sobs softened to be quieter as Gaz kissed your head, soothing you effectively. You let out small whimpers on reply to Gaz's words. You felt so little now, more because of the amount of stress you're experiencing. You nodded in agreement regardless though.

" K-Kay, " you stuttered out through your hiccuped breaths.

" Come on, " Gaz rubbed your back and then stood up from the bed. He didn't mind that you were still so overwhelmed with the emotions that you are crying. He didn't blame you for it. Instead, Gaz just picked you up to show you that everything was okay.

You raised your arms as he picked you up. You let out soft whimper as you were picked up, being clearly worried about getting him dirty too. Though, being picked up quickly stopped his crying.

" 'm dirty, " he mumbled with clearly embarrassment showing.

" That's okay, " Gaz innocently spoke, " I'm happy to help you get cleaned up. "

Gaz began to walk you over to your bathroom so he could help you clean up and put the soiled bedding to wash. You clung to him as you were carried to the bathroom, you didn't complain in the slightest. It soothed you time be carried, more because it rocked him and calmed your emotions the rest of the way.

" Let's get you taken care of, my little one. "

Once being set down on the bathroom counter, you uncomfortably squirmed from your soiled sweatpants. It didn't stop you from sucking on your thumb, though, either. You just wanted something to calm you while you watched Gaz. Gaz was taking a wet washcloth and wet it some water from the sink before beginning to wipe your face. He cleaned your face gently, rubbing it in a soothing way. He made sure not to focus on one spot too much, not wanting to irritated the skin. One hand wiped your face, the other gently held your chin up with a few fingers.

As Gaz cleaned your face, you closed your eyes and leaned into the touch. Small giggled escaped you as he wiped your neck too. You also stopped sucking on your thumb so you wouldn't be in the way either. You could as it to trying any time he paused to adjust the towel in his hold though... you couldn't help it.

" There, cleaned up your face a bit, " he said, before moving onto the problem of your pants. " Alright, are you okay with me helping you with this, Y/N? "

You giggled now that Gaz was finished, more so because he had cupped your cheeks and playfully brushed his nose against yours. It never failed to plaster a smile on your face.

" Mhm, bu 'm wan pants, " you slurred your words as you pointed to the dresser just outside the bathroom door where you kept your clothes. You didn't mind Gaz helping you like this, but you did want to wear pants.

" You want to wear pants? " Gaz blinked as he repeated what you said, just in a more coherent way. You nodded as he repeated you. You were too little to really form words properly, but you were doing your best to be vocal. He could tell that your headspace was a bit younger than originally thought. He didn't mind helping you in that way either. Even if you were younger than he expected.

He left you on the bathroom sink as he slipped away to the dresser. He made sure to stay in view of you as he pulled open a few of the drawers. After a few tries he found your pants drawer. He tugged out some soft sweatpants at random before making his way back to you. He smiled softly to you while settling back in front of you. He gently rubbed your thigh to sooth you before handing you the sweatpants. Though he didn't quite let go of them yet.

" Do you think you can dress yourself, Y/N? " he asked you in a gentle voice. You let out a small whine at the question.

" 'm don think so, " you mumbled with a soft sniffle. " 'm sorry, " you apologized.

" Shh. Don't be silly, Y/N, " Gaz rubbed the outer side of your thigh in a soothing way as he tilted his head down to look at you. " I won't get mad at you for regressing, alright? I don't mind having to help you, " he reminded you.

The reassuring helped you relax a lot. You're scared to regress in front of others, down right terrified even. You never regressed with Gaz before, but so far he was doing well.

" I'll help you into your pants, okay? You just need to keep still. "

You unconsciously wiped your cheek despite not crying any more and your face being clean. He gently helped you off the counter. He held you a bit more securely than before and moved to help you out of your pants and into the fresh sweatpants. Your hands grasped Gaz's shirt on his shoulders as you did your best to help him with getting out of the soiled clothing and into the new one. You felt so much better now that you're in clean, dry, clothing.

Now all that was left was to change the soiled bedding.

Gaz smiled as you held onto his shirt while he was trying to help the little out of your pants. He had noticed that you had become more relaxed in his tone. He knew you still felt a bit anxious about the whole situation, but he was glad you didn't feel so overwhelmed anymore. It made him want to do more to help you relax.

Now that you're all settled into your sweatpants, he made sure you were stable enough on your feet before pulling away. You removed your hands from his shoulders, one instantly pulling up so you could suck on your thumb peacefully. Gaz smiled softly, gently running a hand through his hair. Then he left the bathroom and changed the bedding. You kept following you around like a lost puppy. Whenever Gaz got close enough, you kept trying to reach out to him to grab onto him. He didn't let you grab him, but each time he would kiss the top of your head. Gaz was touched when you continued to follow him. It also was a good sign that you trusted him enough to do so.

Once everything was all clean, Gaz smiled again and hugged you. He felt so content. You giggled as you were hugged, happily hugging him back without hesitation. It made his chest feel warm.

" How do you feel, Y/N? "

" 'm sleepy, bu happy an comfy, " you happily told you, clearly having gotten over the accident now. " Gaz bestest, " you giggled happily.

Then, Gaz felt his heart melt when you said you're sleepy, but happy and comfy.

" Aww, thank you, " Gaz smiled. " You're the best, too. How about I take you back to bed? " He asked you in a gentle tone as he tried to guide you to the bed.

" Yea bu-" you began before escaping Gaz's hug and walking to your night stand. You dramatically flopped down to sit on the floor in front of it. Gaz was very tempted to laugh at how you flopped down to sit on the floor. It was so cute

You then pulled open the top drawer and dug around before proudly pulling out your favorite pacifier. You showed him, of course. You gladly placed it into your mouth afterwards, chewing on it with no hesitation. He also found the action of you getting your pacifer funny. You was showing off your favorite pacifer with such a proud stance made him have to take a deep breath so he wouldn't laugh.

You got up onto your feet, wobbling a little as you waddled over to Gaz with your arms out for him. Gaz giggled when you waddled over to him. You are so precious in this moment. He smiled and held your hands to get you back into the bed. He used them to balance you better but also to guide you. You hugged him before getting into the bed with it's new, fresh, bedding.

" Come on, my little adorable Y/N, let's get some sleep, " he chuckled as he tucked you in.

You felt so safe with Gaz, that's for sure. You chewed on the pacifier quietly and rubbed at your eyes. You trusted him more now, that much you knew. Gaz has proven to be safe to be around. You didn't want to be away from him now as a result. You wanted to regress around him more in the future. With a soft yawn, and some cuddles with Gaz, you were soothed right back to sleep.

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marvelfanfics1 · 1 year

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Could you write something for little!mj or little!kate? maybe they slip during class or smthn and cg!reader takes care of em?

"Don't wanna be here anymore"

Pairing: little!MJ x mommy!Stark!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, fluff

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You rolled your eyes when Flash yet again made some dumb comment during class. It had been a long day and just his presence was already annoying.

Not even listening to the teacher explaining something you decided to scribble a bit on your notes, turning to look at the clock from time to time and hoping the day would be over soon.

It seems you're not the only one. MJ suddenly leaned against you, her head resting on your shoulder. She let out a small huff and you turned your head a little to get a better look at her face, seeing she was pouting a little.

"You okay?" you whispered, not wanting to get the teacher's attention.

"I guess." She mumbled, rubbing one of her eyes which didn't go unnoticed by you.

"MJ, look at me," you told her a bit sternly and she lifted her head.

You know that look on her face all too well. MJ was on the verge of slipping in her little space and you knew it would happen today since you picked her up for school. She was quiet the whole day and only talked when spoken to.

"We can go home soon, yeah? Just hold on a little longer," you said and she shook her head.

"Don't wanna be here anymore."

A minute later the bell rang, thank god. You and MJ quickly gathered your belongings and made your way through the halls hand in hand. You smiled when you saw Ned and Peter standing by your locker, probably waiting for you and MJ.

"Hey guys!" you greeted them and opened your locker putting your books inside, MJ did the same, her locker directly next to yours. "Were you waiting for us?"

"Don't you remember? We wanted to go to the library today and look for a main topic for our history essay." Peter said and you grimaced. "You forgot it! Y/n, the essay is due next week!" he almost whined.

You saw the disappointed look on your girlfriend's face, knowing you can't possibly leave her alone for the rest of the day. You closed your locker and turned back to Peter.

"And who couldn't go with me two days ago because of his Stark Internship?!" you said and tapped his chest.

He gave you a look that says 'You know why I couldn't' and you sighed. "I'm sorry, Pete. Listen, I promise I'm gonna write my part at the weekend."

Peter debated with himself and when you smiled at him pleadingly he threw his head back with a groan. "Fine."

"Thank you! We'll see you tomorrow!" you said and walked off with MJ, holding her hand tightly in yours.

Walking outside you saw Happy leaning against his car, talking with someone on his phone. You both made your way over to him and he opened the door for you to climb in.

You put your seat belt on, helping MJ with her own, and reached forward to close the window that shielded you from the driver.

Finally, you slumped against the car seat, sighing in relief. Now you could let yourself lose and take care of your grumpy and tired little one.

"Come here, baby." you smiled and draped an arm over MJ to pull her closer.

You could see her flashing a small smile your way before laying her head on your shoulder and closing her eyes.

"Enjoy your nap, I'll be here when you wake up," you whispered and pressed a gentle kiss on top of her head.

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buckys-little-belle · 2 years

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Mafia AU

Guide Book

Belle’s Mafia AU

This AU (alternate universe) is set in New York, following the four most prominent Mafia Families and their business. The series, for now, will be focused on the Barnes-Rogers Family, specifically Bucky and Steve, and their little Dove. In this AU Little’s are a common thing, everyone is sort of placed into three categories, Little, Caregiver (Cg) and Little/Caregiver. (Some characters do not have a label, this is because their label is insignificant to the plot, feel free to label them as whatever you want in your head.). Because I do not know extensively what New York living is like, nor do I know extensive history of the area, I am going off of what the internet says, if you think I have something wrong, it’s probably because I do, but this is a fictional world, the vibes will be different, so even though I try to keep things accurate, I cannot promise native New Yorkers will enjoy this series care free. This series is completely fictional, I am not romanticizing real Mafia life, I am simply making up a fake world and creating a storyline within it, please do not think that the real Mafia world is like this, as it definitely isn’t.

Odinson Family - (All of New York) The oldest and most respected Mafia family, the Family holding the rights over all other Mafia families in New York. Odin’s sons are known for fighting over the leadership of the Family, too stubborn to agree to Co-Lead, instead swapping leadership every so often. Though the Family has a small inner circle, it’s known for it’s many allies, the Odinson empire far larger than meets the eye.

Odin - Head of all New York Mafia Families, nothing happens without his approval, he is basically the ‘King’ over everyone.

Thor (Cg) - Odin’s son, and leader of the ‘Odinson’ Mafia Family.

Loki (Cg/Little) - Odin’s son, right hand man of the ‘Odinson’ Mafia Family

Frigga - Odin’s wife, the voice of reason to Odin’s ruling, the mother to all.

Valkyrie (Cg) - Trusted member of The Odinson Family

Carol (Cg) - Trusted member of the Odinson Family

Barnes-Rogers Family (Brooklyn/Queens) - Bucky and Steve have never done anything apart, so when each of them were given the opportunity to move rank and create a Mafia family, on their own, they chose to merge together, creating a strong empire together. The Barnes-Rogers family is known for it’s kindness to allies as well as the community, but it’s harshness to it’s enemies, second chances are hardly ever handed out.

Steve (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Bucky (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Sam (Cg) - Right hand man of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Peter (Little) - The newest recruit to the Barnes-Rogers Family

Ned (Cg) - The newest, and only, tech guy, and member, of the Barnes-Rogers Family

Romanov Family - (Manhattan) Run by the best Russian assassin, turned Mafia leader, her ruthlessness and ability to see through lies allowing her leadership to never be questioned and instead be praised. The Romanov family is known for loyalty and shady deals, the leader keeping family close, and enemies unknowing closer. Though the Romanov Family is newly established, it’s value is heavily recognized by the others around them.

Natasha (Cg) - Leader of the Romanov Family

Clint (Cg) - Right hand man to the Romanov Family

Kate (Little) - The newest recruit of the Romanov Family

Yelena (Cg) - Trusted member of the Romanov Family

Wanda (Cg/Little) - Trusted member of the Romanov Family

Stark-Potts Family - (Staten Island) Tony, Howard Starks son, was destined for political greatness, his fathers standing as Mayor on New York opened the door to corruption above the sewers for his son. In a act of, seemingly, rebellion, Tony ended up fallowing in his uncles footsteps, taking over his Mafia Family and beginning a name for himself on his own terms. Pepper’s family was always the right hand to Tony’s uncle, helping him run the business successfully, she took on that role and more when it came to Tony, him giving her a true standing, a label that properly represented what she did within the family.

Tony (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Stark-Potts Family

Pepper (Cg) - Co-Leader of the Stark-Potts Family

Happy (Cg) - Right Hand Man of the Stark-Potts Family

Bruce (Cg) - Trusted Member of the Stark-Potts Family

Vision (Cg) - Trusted Member of the Stark-Potts Family

Rumlow Family - (The Bronx) The newest, and least trusted, as well as least established, Mafia Family.

Brock Rumlow - Leader of the Rumlow Family

Y/n Rumlow (Little) - Sibling of the leader

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Ok so idk if you take requests for him but eddie munson as a cg is just so cute!!!! I read the one you posted and I'm in love!!!! Ok so I was thinking like it's lunch time or maybe the reader skipped a period because of stress and fighting regression, eddie decides he doesn't wanna go to a class and go the that spot where he and chrissy meet up, dun dun duuu!!!! There's the reader kinda pacing back and forth with headphones on!!! Wow,,, Jesus that was a lot lol! Anyway I just thought that it was a really cute idea!!!❤️

School sucks

Content - school work, stressed reader, light swearing, mean teachers, skipping school, regression to a very young age, crying, fluff, cuddles, dummy use, eddie being an amazing daddy,

Summary - stress is causing you too slip resulting in you skipping school, eddie finds you at the bench in the woods and takes care of you.

Authors note - I loved this request so much, I hope that I didn't make it too angsty, I obviously based it on Hawkins high so I hope I got the american class period schedule correct it's a bit different to the uk from what I've read so any Americans feel free to tell me if I need to correct anything :) hope you enjoy!♡

There were too many classes, too much work, too much noise and too many patronising teachers and bitchy students. Everything was too much and it was causing you too get hazy, period 5 had been your breaking point when your pens had run out of ink and when you asked for one you got a very passive aggressive response from your history teacher.

As soon as you heard the lunch bell had rung you were out of there. Going to your locker and pulling out your bag walking quickly down the corridors to the back exit.

Walking across the school and down the blinding white steps into the forest you stopped at the old bench that you and eddie sit at while he waits for hellfire to start and so you can watch. Placing your bag on the top of the table you unzipped your front pocket and took out your walkman and headphones. Plugging them in you pressed the play button and the soothing melody of kate bush hit your ears. Pacing back and forth you tried not to give in to your regression at least until school ended and Eddie could take care of you.

God why did it have to be now?

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Eddie was bored out of his mind, he would rather be anywhere but here. This was supposed to be his year though he couldn't just leave.

But then he remembered that he was doing alright in science and that's what he had for the period he decided he had been here long enough. Grabbing his bag out of his locker he made his way to the forest because he had to wait anyway for you after school.

Surprisingly enough though once he reached the bench, you were already there.

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Pacing up and down around the bench you tried every possible thing not to regress, but eventually all of your emotions caught up with you.

Sitting down on the bench you felt tears slip from your eyes, putting your head on your arms and whimpering slightly. You were very deep in little space now.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder you instantly panicked and moved so quick you could have whiplash. Realising it was your daddy you walked into his outstretched arms feeling yourself get calmer in his embrace.

"Oh little one, what's wrong" he said as he placed a finger on your chin gently making you look up at him. You knew what you wanted to say, the words just weren't coming out. Whining into his jacket you felt a hand rest gently on your head "feeling tiny huh?" He asked in a whisper. Nodding against him you felt him reach into his back pocket "well it's a good things daddy's always prepared" feeling a dummy being gently eased into your mouth you felt yourself relax into him even more.

"Cmon little one, daddy's gonna take you home" he said scooping you up into his arms and rocking you slightly slinging your bag over his shoulder and walking though the woods again.

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Waking up in your room you realised that you were wrapped in warm fluffy blankets, you had your black bunny rabbit next to you and your daddy had his front pressed to yours.

"Hello sleepyhead, how are you feeling precious" he said rubbing his thumb over your cheek, "I'm ok Dada" you said. He knew you were still very small since you only called him Dada when you were feeling younger. "Ok sweetheart, I want you to make Dada a promise. If your ever feeling small like that again I want you to come to me immediately, even if I'm doing an exam ok? I don't want you going through that alone." He said seriously "ok Dada, I pwomise" you said suddenly feeling a bit shy trying to hind under the blankets "no hiding pretty angel, it's ok your safe" he chuckled gazing at you with loving eyes.

After a while of just laying there talking about small things that seemed very big to you you let out a big yawn still tired from the days events "go to sleep sweetheart, Dada will be here when you wake up" he said sliding your dummy back in your mouth and adjusting the blankets around you. Stretching his arms out over your lower back he began to pat it softly lulling you into dreamland.

Yeah school sucks, but at least daddy will always be there for you.

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