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spageddie-os · 2 years

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Little One

CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader

SFW INTERACTIONS ONLY!

Warnings: Parents fighting, Bigspace but only for a few paragraphs, Mentions of drugs (weed, alcohol)

Summary: Y/N's parents won't stop fighting, Eddie takes care of them and instantly puts them in a smaller headspace.

This was written for my very lovely little one, I love you more than anything sweetheart.

This is my first fanfiction so please don’t be mean

The fighting and loud screaming lasted for hours, it went on for so long you began to lose track of how long it had actually been going on for. You don’t remember what started the fight, you doubt their parents even remember either.

You tossed and turned in your bed desperate for any shut eye you could get to escape from the loud noises that came from the living room. You wanted to run away and hide in the chest of your boyfriend, but you refused to call him or go to his trailer considering it was extremely late and he was most likely asleep. He needed his sleep, and you weren’t going to bother him.

A few more hours pass and you were still awake, listening to the muffled argument your parents were still having. You looked over at your alarm clock which read, 6:27. You couldn’t believe this had gone on all night, at least you could see Eddie now.

You slowly opened your window, trying to not make any noise, and climbed outside. You ran as fast as you absolutely could until you got to Eddie’s trailer door. You paused, wondering if he was busy and contemplating bothering him. As you were lost in your train of thought the door was opened by the messy haired brunette.

“Y/N? What are you doing here? Are you alright sweetheart?” Eddie questioned with worry traced in his calming voice.

The petname he used immediately made you slip into a smaller state of mind. Your hands found themselves wrapped around Eddie’s torso, gripping onto his Hellfire shirt for dear life. Eddie’s worry began to increase when you started shaking and crying, not sure what to do he led to to the couch that reeked of weed and alcohol and sat you down. To most people they would have gagged at the smell of the whole trailer, but to you it smelled comforting.

Eddie wrapped a blanket over your shaking body and sat next to you, placing his hand on the small of your back. You tried to talk but the only thing that managed to come out of your mouth was shaky whispers and whines that Eddie couldn’t understand no matter how hard he tried. Then it suddenly hit him with what was going on.

“Are you feeling small puppy?” He softly questioned as he rubbed your cheek lovingly.

You sat there, not wanting to answer him, but your wide glassy eyes told him that you were in fact feeling small. He quickly got up and started digging through the kitchen cabinets until he found your small F/C bottle. He filled it up with milk and put it in the microwave for exactly 30 seconds, then added a tiny bit of vanilla and sugar just the way you like it. Then he ran to his room to search for your paci and your favorite stuffed animal that he got for you on your birthday last year.

After retrieving the items he was looking for he gave you your stuffed animal and moved you so your head could rest on his lap comfortably. When you both got comfortable, he began to bottle feed you. It was something he insisted on every time and you would always argue with him telling him you were a big kid and could do it yourself, but secretly you wanted him to hold the bottle for you. This time you were too exhausted to protest.

When you finished your bottle your eyes began to shut. When Eddie knew you were fully asleep, he gently picked your sleeping body and set you on his bed. He got your special F/C blanket out from under his bed and laid it on top of you. He made sure you were comfortable before carefully laying down next to you.

“I love you, little one.” He whispered before shutting his eyes and drifting off to sleep.

#eddie munson #x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #cg eddie #little reader #stranger things #sfw

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writerpey · 2 years

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cg!eddie please!

eddie munson my comfort character u r so special to me <3 enjoy!

Caregiver!Eddie Munson Headcanons

Eddie would jump headfirst into being a caregiver. The guy wouldn’t even understand it for the first 3 months but would somehow treat his little perfectly (even if he wasn’t necessarily good at everything)

He can’t cook. Can’t do it! So get ready for dino nuggets and spaghetti-o’s. Cake mix also enters the occasion but Eddie also has a tendency of burning things. His little has eagerly watched him make pancakes only for Eddie to flip it over and it be completely black

Eddie is always tuned into how his little is feeling. Whether they’re tiny or bigger, sensitive to sounds or in the mood for his guitar, he’s quick to notice and catch onto their moods and feelings just by their body language

Super amazing pillow fort builder! He actually might even enjoy them more than his little. He almost seems to pull blankets out of thin air in his Uncle’s trailer, and the entire space becomes one giant fort to run and crawl around in

He’ll get his little’s favourite snacks fron the corner store and (hazardously) string up Christmas lights inside the fort to make it cozy for an evening of his narration of Lord of the Rings. He does a different voice for everyone, and dramatically acts out the chapters so well that his little feels like they’re watching a movie

Eddie has so many pet names for his regressor. His personal favourite is to call them his little Frodo, and when they cross their arms and say they like Aragorn more, he goes down on a knee and says, “Actually, I’M Aragorn. Sorry, kiddo.”

He dresses them up in his band tees! It fills him with visceral joy to pull a Metallica t-shirt over his little’s head. He also calls them a little metalhead. Along with baby, tiger, and really anything that brings a blush to their cheeks

Lots of hugs and cuddles. LOTS of them. Head pats are included, and so are piggyback rides. You name it, he’ll do it!

Eddie lets his little mess with his hair. Usually he hates anyone else touching it, but he’ll sit on the floor while they’re on the couch, patiently putting up with frequent tugging and funny looking pigtails

He’s also not strict at all. He doesn’t even have the heart to stop his regressor from chewing on their favourite stuffed animal because he’s too busy admiring the cuteness of it! He’ll also let them eat all the candy they want, and that includes belly rubs with an upset tummy afterwards

Very protective and willing to take his regressor wherever they want. The lake? Sure! Off to Family Video to rent Care Bears? He’ll slap a five on the counter in front of Steve and name his favourite Care Bear just to see the shock on Steve’s face while his little giggles

Overall kind, loving, and understanding

#stranger things agere #st agere #cg!eddie #caregiver!eddie munson #eddie munson #cg eddie

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pinklittlething · 1 year

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I see lots of CG Eddie and CG Steve stories but I’ve never seen a CG Jonathan 🥺 big bro Jonathan needs more attention in the CG Little Fic realm

#stranger things #agere #little #CG Jonathan #CG Eddie #CG Steve

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ohposhers · 4 months

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I would very much like to see the rest of Brozone meeting Cloud Guy

they fear him

#in reality i think they all would really get along with him and make fun of branch for his hatred of him #they think he is a cool dood and do not understand why branch is such a poor sport #i'll draw this one day but i thought this shitpost would be funnier #my art #ask eddie #trolls #maybe jd would actually also find CG suspicious so you can find him and branch watching CG interact with everyone else through binoculars

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sfwregressionfanfictions · 2 years

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Discovery (Eddie x Little! Reader)

Summary: Dropping hints and trying to read between the lines.

A/N: Do I have a queue of requests I should be working on? YES. Did the dopamine tell me to write an agere fic for Eddie Munson? Also YES. So I lived by my motto: follow the dopamine. Sorry for the long delay, I’ve been going to the doctors for a month now to deal with chronic joint pains! I am still trying to go through requests, just really needed to write this story.

TW: Mentions of drugs, Mentions of alcohol, Friendly teasing, Big-headspace, Anxiety, Stress, Lying, and Negative talk. Also, Age Regression, don’t like, don’t read.

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Eddie Munson was sat at the ‘Freak’ Table, a rather sad sandwich in front of him. Gareth was the only one at the table with him at the moment, (Y/N), Jeff, and the freshman were caught up doing only god knows what. Eddie was huffing and sighing, obviously deep in thought about something that was bothering him.

“Hey man, are you okay?” Gareth asked mouth half full with mac and cheese.

“I- Yeah, It’s just that-” Eddie wasn’t sure how to tell his friend what he was thinking, “Well- Remember how I told you I wanted to take care of someone?”

“Oh! Yeah!” Gareth stopped, quickly shifting to a whisper, “Where you want to take care of an age repressor.”

“An age regressor…” Eddie corrected. In all honesty, Gareth wasn’t meant to know, however, Eddie got a little too drunk and high one hangout. “And you know how I’ve been seeing (Y/N) for about a month right?”

“Yeah, we all do,” Gareth said sarcastically.

“Well, I’ve been trying to drop hints and see if maybe she’s an age regressor.” Eddie sounded so frustrated.

“Have you found anything that indicates she might be a- that?” Gareth asked, head tilted and tray pushed away from him slightly. Eddie had his undivided attention.

“Well- nothing yet really… They have stuffies on their bed… But that isn’t proof! They are super clingy when they are tired, but that isn’t anything either. I just need to find proof, like a paci or sippy or blanky…” Eddie grunted unhappily.

“So you have to snoop around their room.” The sentence was a mix of a question and statement, “OR you need to get them to regress in front of you accidentally.”

“Or that…” Eddie quieted, this time he was thinking. ‘How do I get proof of their regression?’

His thoughts were short-lived, as the table was soon swarmed by Dustin, Lucas, Jeff, Mike, and (Y/N). Jeff was carrying their trays. (Y/N) most likely almost spilled it on him earlier. They sat right next to Eddie.

“Hi, Eddie!” (Y/N) still sounded shy and like a school kid with a crush while talking to their boyfriend.

“Hey! How is my baby today?” Eddie didn’t mean to talk to them like they were little but he couldn’t help it. The way their eyes began to sparkle when he babied them and was overly affectionate, made him start to do it unconsciously.

“I’m good!” They shouted out before they realized how loud they were and whispered an apology. (Y/N) began to pull on Eddie’s sleeve to get him to lean close to listen to their murmurs, “Can you come over tonight? I’m gonna be all alone, and I don’t want to have to sleep all alone. I was left money for pizza and movies! I also have enough for snacks! Please Eds please!”

Eddie didn’t waste any time pressing his hands to their cheeks, looking into their lightly moist eyes, “Oh sweetheart, I will come over tonight. How about I drive us after school? We can stop by my house, then family video, and if you want a convenient store!”

“Really?!?” (Y/N) bounced in their seat, overjoyed.

Eddie chuckled and kissed their forehead, “Now eat, we have class soon.”

Lunch went smoothly, the Hellfire boys mainly talked about new characters for new campaigns or about new dice. (Y/N) listening contently, and asking if they could fill out a character sheet. They were already an honorary member, however, was too nervous to play up until this point. Eddie decided they would fill the sheet later, at their home.

Soon, the bell rang meaning lunch was over. The group split up, (Y/N) heading one way, Eddie carrying their bag along with his, and the rest of the group exploding rushing all different ways. (Y/N) had to go to their history class, while Eddie had to go to English (which was on the opposite side of the school). When they arrived, Eddies kissed (Y/N)’s forehead and stroked their cheek. Both quietly wished each other a good day and promised to meet at his van.

(Y/N) sat next to their friend Robin, slumping in their seat. Robin was not great with social cues, but was quick to notice this and assumed the worse. Robin turned to her friend looking panicked, “Are you okay? Please tell me you aren’t slipping right now. Cause I wouldn’t know what to do or how to get you out of here without-”

“Robin, I’m fine. I’m not slipping.” (Y/N) promised turning their attention to the teacher, who was now putting on a history documentary. This class would be smooth, now to get through the other 2 classes.

“Then what’s wrong?” Robin pushed, curious at this point.

“I just can’t figure out if Eddie would want to take care of me when I slip, like be my caregiver… I tried to drop hints, I introduced him to Mr. snuggles and he didn’t pick up on it! So then I tried to figure out if he was a… you know, by watching him and just seeing, ya know?” They whispered, frustration evident, “It’s just he makes me want to regress around him, how he talks to me and always makes sure I’m okay… I don’t know.”

“Maybe you need to just talk to him about it. I mean- c’mon- Eddie can’t judge you, he wouldn’t!” Robin says, “or you could snoop, that would be easier.”

“Hmmmm… He’s sleeping over tonight maybe I could snoop in his van, and then drop hints when we pick movies and snacks?”

“Good idea!”

They both dropped into a comfortable silence, learning about the renaissance through a terrible documentary. The rest of the day was a boring blur, of information and teachers’ lives. Luckily, the final bell rang, meaning it was officially the weekend. (Y/N) stopped at their locker before making their way to the parking lot. The sun blinded them as they search for Eddie’s beat up old van. It was easy to spot, especially with music blaring from inside, as Eddie made it to the van first. (Y/N) started bounding to the vehicle, their backpack bouncing against their back. Eddie spotted them as he stepped out to greet them properly.

“Hey Baby, how was your day?” Eddie asked as he wrapped his arms around their waist lifting them off the ground slightly.

“It was good, D-” (Y/N) quickly caught their slip up and interrupted themselves, “In history, we watched a movie!”

“Wow baby, sounds like you had quite the day! Maybe you can tell me more about it during the car ride?” Eddie smiled, walking them to the passenger seat and opening the door for them. Watched as they climbed in, in case they needed help getting situated.

“Can I pick the music?” They were met with a nod and a point to the console full of cassette tapes. Eddie walked, with a passion to the other side, not wanting to leave them in the car alone for any longer than needed.

Once sat in his seat, Eddie looked at (Y/N) digging through his music, not yet buckled in. Soon ‘Love Gun’ by KISS was playing, and Eddie was leaning over to buckle them in, before taking off (not buckling himself in). “So tell me more about your day, Prince(ss).”

“Oh! So in math, we played a quiz game, and if you got the question right, you got candy!” (Y/N) said, pulling candy out of the pocket on their bag.

“Woah, my baby is so smart! How many questions did you get right?” Eddie smiled, similarly to the Chesire Cat.

“I got all 10 right! So I got extra for getting all of them!” The praise was nearly enough to make them slip, however they fought it off.

The pair's first stop was at Eddie’s trailer. (Y/N) stayed in the car, as requested by Eddie. They took this opportunity to snoop around his van. Opening the middle console, the console in front of them, and eyeing the back of the van: nothing. All he had in the back was a small mattress and posters, similar to his bedroom. Soon the door flung open and Eddie was throwing a duffle bag in the back, hopping in.

“Now let’s go get some movies baby,” Eddie said.

“How was your day?” (Y/N) finally asked, feeling big enough to remember their manners.

“Amazing, now that I’m with you,” Eddie replied cheekily, pulling their hand to kiss the back of it.

“I’m glad we can have a sleepover tonight…” (Y/N) said, Eddie was caught by the wording. Most teens would say ‘I’m glad you can stay over’, avoiding the word sleepover. The word feels childish and innocent.

“I am too,” Eddie wanted to say more, but they were at the store. So he decided to jump out and ignore his urge to ask stupid questions. He opened the door for (Y/N), holding their hand as they hop out as well.

Walking into the Family Videos, they were expecting to see Steve, however, were met with Keith’s unwelcoming face. Rather than starting a conversation with the unhappy man, the pair decided to wander until they find something. The couple started in the horror section but quickly moved past it, (Y/N) not wanting to watch a scary movie while so close to slipping. Shortly they found two comedies, and a thriller, and (Y/N) grabbed a kid’s film and claimed it was their favorite as a child.

“Hmm... I’ve never watched that, maybe we can grab a few more and watch stuff from our childhood all night?” Eddie asked gently, prompting them to grab another movie, Sleeping Beauty.

“I have some movies at home too…” (Y/N) managed to mumble out, staring at the two movies they were holding: a carebears movie and a Disney one. They wanted to giggle at the fact they were getting away with getting them on account of them being part of their childhood.

“Okay, Sweetpea,” Eddie bit his lip to stop himself from smiling too wide. This had to be a sign of them being a regressor. It just had to.

Eddie walked them to the counter putting the five movies on it. Eddie was quick to pull out his wallet, paying to rent the movie onto his account. He wouldn’t be caught dead letting his baby pay for anything, even if he had very little money. Luckily, he had enough to pay, and even enough for some snacks for the night in also. Thank goodness for the Jocks throwing a rager the week before and going to him for… Party favors…

Eddie led (Y/N) out of the store carrying the movies for them. They assumed since his hands were full they should go and open their own door only to be met with Eddie loudly demanding they get their hands off the door handle. Once he put all the movies in one hand, he pulled open the door for them and helped them in, and placed the movies at their feet. As he walked around the van to get in, he grumbled about how they were trying to steal his job. When he finally got in he jokingly wagged his finger at them shaking his head, although laughing slightly.

“Now, do you want to head home, or stop for snacks?” He asked, buckling up and watching as they did the same this time.

“We can head home, we have snacks at home…” They said while smiling, “Even got your favorite!”

“Oh, did you know? Had this all planned out before you even asked me, huh?” Eddie teased, one hand moving towards them as he began to drive.

“NO! Wanted to have it for if you ever wanted to hang out!” (Y/N) giggled out as they were poked at.

“Hm, guess I will believe you,” Eddie glanced at them. They looked slightly fidgety, gnawing at their bottom lip, “Baby, that lip isn’t food.”

The comment made them immediately stop chewing their lip. They realized how close to slipping they were, all because of how well they were being taken care of. Tonight was going to be a challenge, how were they going to stay big the rest of the night, if they couldn’t for a simple car trip. Usually, they would be able to stay big for a very long time, even when he babied them, today was different. It was like Eddie had taken everything up a notch.

They were so deep in thought they didn’t realize Eddie got out of the car to help them out. They were startled when their door was flung open, they recovered quickly. Unbuckling themself, they turned towards the door, Eddie grabbed their waist and helped them down (You know what I’m talking about like he lifts them, and it's so cute!!!). Eddie then grabs his duffle bag and the movies.

The two walked up to the door where (Y/N) realized they have to find the key in their bag. After struggling and fumbling for way too long, they found the key ring. Unluckily, there were multiple keys on the ring, causing another struggle, this one was short-lived as Eddie took the keys and unlocked the door quickly for them.

“Thank you,” They mumbled walking in, and closing the door behind them.

“No problem baby,” Eddie said kissing their head, dropping the keys in the bowl by the front door before following them to the living room.

Eddie was obviously snooping, looking at pictures and random nicknacks in the room. He almost bounced in joy when they pulled them towards their room, saying they want to change but don’t want to be alone. When the got to the room, he saw a (What your room looks like) room. He was soon snooping through their dresser feeling the fabrics of their clothing, before covering by saying which they should wear as its super soft. Once (Y/N) was out of the room, just in the bathroom right next door, Eddie jumped to look in their closet and under their bed to find a “little” box.

Soon Eddie came face-to-box, with an ordinary-looking shoe box, the only shoe box in the room. With a quick glance around, he throw the box on the bed and opened it. BOOM! This is the proof he was looking for! The box contained crayons, coloring pages, and a paci (and/or chewie, depending on your little age). Too busy soaking in his find, he forgot to pay attention to the door.

(Y/N) entered the room ready to jump on their boyfriend, but was cut short by the sight of his shocked face and their secret box. They needed an excuse, he looks shocked… ‘Maybe it isn’t shock, maybe it’s disgust! SAY SOMETHING, LIE’

“What are you doing?” Was all they managed to let out, their voice caught in their throat. Eyes began to glaze with tears, regression was creeping in from the back of their mind.

“Oh, I’m just looking in your box! You draw so well Baby!” Eddie said entirely genuinely, however to them it seemed to be a taunt or tease of them.

“IT’S NOT MINE I PROMISE!” (Y/N) cried out, tears still yet to leave their eyes. They were slowly trying to back out of the room. Maybe they could run, at least then they can be free from this torture.

“Then who’s is it?” Eddie asked, smirking, too caught up to realize their distress, “Come over here.”

“N-No! Ou don like me an more!!!” They yelled, stumbling towards the stairs.

Eddie quickly realized he didn’t deal with the situation correctly, rushing to keep his little one away from the stairs. Luckily as they were partially regressed they were moving slower than he was. He caught them easily, hands catching their armpits and picking them up. Once they landed on his hip, they tried thrashing. Eddie was hit in the face once or twice before they were placed on the edge of their bed.

“Stop,” Eddie commanded. This caused their kicking and flailing to stop, but their tears continued. Their sobs ripped through his heart.

“I Sowwy!” They said wanting this to be over, wanting him to say he thought they were gross or whatever else he had to say.

“Baby, thank you for apologizing. I am sorry for scaring you, and looking in your box.” Eddie said hands stroking the sides of their face, “I’m also sorry for not realizing you were upset, I was just so excited that you were a regressor that I missed your queues!”

With big teary eyes, (Y/N) blinked in realization. Tears changed from sad to happy cries, “Weawwy?”

“Yes Baby, I am so excited to see you little and help take care of you!” Eddie said, a smile of pure joy. He quickly remembered they didn’t agree to him being their caregiver, “That is if you want me to be your caregiver?”

“YESSSS!!!! PEASE!” (Y/N) jumped on him, tears left to a sniffle.

“Good, 'cause that means I can go put on a movie for you and get some yummy food, and then take care of you all night. How about you pick a paci, stuffie, and blankie?” Eddie asked grabbing their box so they can pick a paci.

“Seep down’taiws?” (Y/N) asked, picking a paci.

“Yes, we will sleep downstairs.” Smiling as they start trying to grab blankets and pillows, “And I will get everything for our sleepover, you are far too little to carry these!”

Eyes wide, staring at their new caregiver, their hearts swell. He was so good at taking care of them, “Okie Dada!”

#eddie munson x little!reader #eddie munson x reader #little space #little!reader #age regression fic #agere little #age regression #sfw age regression #littleone #x little! reader #agere #cg!eddie #cglre #sfw cglre #cg!steve harrington #agere! reader #safe agere #sfw agere

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theglitchything · 10 months

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Heyo! Does Eddie regress out of stress from work?

I see Eddie more as a caregiver! But I can definitely see him regressing on the more stressful days of work (or burnout)

Frank would be Eddie’s caregiver during that time ofc :)

#welcome home agere #age regression #sfw agere #agere art #Eddie dear #Frank frankly #little Eddie dear #cg frank frankly #doodlebug

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angelbaby-fics · 2 years

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Eddie My Love

Word Count: 680

Pairing: CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader

Summary: When everything is too much, Eddie will always be there to help you.

A/N: This is kind of rushed & I'm half asleep but I still really wanted to get some Eddie fluff out there before midnight tonight.... just in case 😭😭 No matter what happens, he's already such a beloved comfort character for me so I was still really happy to write this for him. Even though its pretty short I promise I'll have more Eddie fics in the pretty near future! 😄💕🦇

Your hands gripped tight on the door handle, knuckles bracing against skin as you held on for dear life. Even if you had the courage to complain, the most trained ear wouldn’t be able to hear you over the heavy rock music vibrating through the van. Eddie peeled out of the school parking lot, nearly tipping over as he took the turn towards his trailer. You squeezed your eyes shut; you normally didn’t have a problem with the reckless way Eddie drove, but the smaller you regressed, the scarier everything seemed.

As the van screeched to a halt at an intersection, Eddie took a moment to admire you, just as he did hundreds of times a day. When he saw your terrified face, his heart sank. He kicked himself mentally for not realizing sooner that you were little, and he immediately slammed a hand down on the stereo button to quiet the music. He should have known you were having a bad day, he should have noticed the signs, but he was riding on the high of a good session at Hellfire and your mood shift just didn’t register to him. In the newfound silence of the car, he could hear your labored breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. No more; that was his job now. His calloused hand reached out to yours.

“Shh baby, it’s okay. Shhh…” He whispered, leaning over to stroke your hand and relax the muscles that were still holding fast to the door.

The cold sensation of his rings against your skin was just enough to distract you from your fear. You began to fiddle with one, an angry pig that you thought was more cute than intimidating, twisting it around and around Eddie’s slender finger.

“Do you wanna wear it?” He asked, and you nodded. He slid it off his finger onto yours and you quickly resumed your stimming. Your breathing slowed. “Hey, yeah, that's it baby. You’re okay now, I promise. I’m gonna drive real careful back home, okay?” And you nodded again.

The light had long since turned green, but Hawkins was a small enough town that no cars were waiting behind you. True to his word, Eddie slowly pressed the gas pedal and drove you to his trailer, even staying below the speed limit and taking all the turns as carefully as he could. When he pulled into his parking spot, he did it ever so slowly so as not to jerk you around. He put the vehicle in park and unstrapped his seatbelt, hopping out and jogging over to your door. Without needing to be asked, he unbuckled your seatbelt and took you in his arms, helping you onto the ground. He walked you to the door of the trailer, fishing his key out of his jacket pocket and unlocking it with one hand, the other gripping yours nearly as tightly as you’d been clutching the car door.

When you reached his room at the end of the trailer, he let go of your hand, and already you missed his touch. But he was only gone for a moment, having to let you go so he could get the shoebox out from under his bed, the shoebox that contained your little gear. A pacifier, a big thick blanket, and a soft but matted teddy bear. It had been Eddie’s when he was a kid, protecting him from nightmares and bullies, and now he trusted the bear to watch over you too. He handed it to you, then offered the paci which you took, and then wrapped the blanket over your shoulders. Your eyes drooped, already exhausted from your meltdown and the long day leading up to it. Eddie sat on the bed and patted the spot next to him. You wasted no time, instantly positioning yourself in that familiar embrace, his scent of hairspray and stale smoke calming every nerve in your body. You knew it in your heart, as long as you had your Eddie, as long as you had your love, everything was okay.

#eddie munson x little!reader #eddie munson x reader #little!reader #eddie munson #cg!eddie #chloe's fic #agere fic #agere sfw

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mimixmunson · 1 month

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Lil’Rockstar / Eddie Munson / blurb / Fluff

“You got everything you need here right? Gotcha bottle, ya’ snacks and your bear? Right awesome. Daddy set your pajamas just over there, I know you like my Metallica shirt so figured you could wear it as a night dress y’know?” Eddie smiles softly, pointing in the direction of sofa. His fingers covered in his usual rings, you take his hand. Fiddling with your favourite ring on his pointer finger, the skull one. Giggling as you twist it around his skin. “You like that huh? It’s like babies with keys, just it’s my baby with my fingers.” He chuckles as he wiggles his fingers, booping your nose and pretending to flick your forehead. You giggle, covering your face with your hands to protect yourself. “Daddy!” You push him back first onto the bed, straddling Eddie’s waist. Settling into your new seat on his jeans-clad crotch nicely.

Eddie leans up towards you, wrapping his arms around you. Your face smushes into his chest and you inhale the faint scent of his cologne and whatever he’d been smoking before he came over to baby-sit you. He squeezes you tighter, “Little girl if you wanted a hug you should have just said so.” He laughs, continuing to hold you tighter, falling down onto the bed and rolling around with you in his arms, the pair of you in a fit of giggles. You try to push away and wriggle out of his grip but he’s got a hold of you. “Ohhhh you think you can escape me huh? You really think you’re that tough? You’re just a little girl! Just a small little creature.” You laugh and pretend to bite at him, showing him your teeth. “A creature that is very bitey by the looks of it.” Eddie laughs, pushing you back by your forehead onto the bed as you smirk and try to bite up at his wrist.

“Such a vicious monster!” He says dramatically with his hand over his brow as if he’s playing a part in a Shakespearean play where he’s a damsel in distress. “How-ever can I defeat such a beast?” He chuckles to himself, manhandling you once more as if you were a piece of clay for him to manipulate any which way. Jumping off the bed and reaching for the Metallica shirt he set aside for you, he places it over your head to blind you.

“Little girl can’t even get dressed properly without her daddy huh? Silly girl has left herself all vulnerable to the tickle monster!!” He laughs, setting himself beside you and poking your stomach whilst your vision is covered. “It tickles daddy!” You squeal and pull the shirt down and quickly as you can whilst simultaneously protecting your sensitive areas. “Oh it does? I wouldn’t expect that! You’re telling me this tickles? This? What I doing right here? Naaaahhh you’re crazy!” Eddie chuckles to himself as he picks up the speed in which he’s moving, using all five fingers on both hands to rapidly tickle your sides as he babies you. He only stops tickling you when he sees you gasp for air, sure he’s a tease and a self confessed “tickle monster” but he’s not evil.

He pulls you closer to him as you rest your head on his chest, still catching your breath from the play fight. Eddie ruffles your hair and rubs your back with his spare hand. Yawning and closing your eyes, you nuzzle into him. The feeling of his soft shirt against your nose only brings you closer to falling asleep.

“Hey hey hey!” He shakes your shoulders as he wakes you. “Princess I forgot, I got this.” He holds up a pacifier, it’s black and decorated with red beads that spell out ‘lil’rockstar’ along the handle, in the middle is a sticker of a bat. The bat seems to be wearing a similar pacifier himself. “I bought this a few weeks back, you don’t have to use it if you don’t wanna. I just- I was researching this whole little space thing you got going on. A lot of the littles, they have these. Plus- I figured it could stop you chewing on your nails and the skin around them.” Eddie picks up your hand, inspecting your fingers. “Whatcha say? Wanna give it a try?” Your face immediately flushes, you’d never really given pacifiers a seconds thought, but the effort he went to and the whole thing with your fingernails, maybe he was right.

You nod shyly, accepting his little gift. Placing it in your mouth, you smile and your lips morph to the shape of the pacifier. Eddie smiles back at you, only brighter. Moving the hair from your face and stroking your cheek.

“Look at you. My Lil’Rockstar.”

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bunniesnuggie · 2 years

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~ Little Protector ~

cg!Eddie Munson x (gn)little!reader

summary: You take care of your daddy after he comes homes from being a hero

Eddie stumbled through the door with only one thing on his mind. His angel. The only reason he even did all this crazy stuff in the first place. Everything is for you. Where are you? Normally when you spend the night at Eddie's, if he’s not there for bedtime, you stay up - waiting. You aren’t in front of the small, square tv in the living room, where you usually are, watching cartoons. You aren’t in the in the kitchen either, he’s still on high alert and not being able to find you is sending him into a frenzy,

“Angel! Where are you?! I'm back!”

He’s running to his room at this point, not even bothering to check the bathroom or if his uncle is even there. When the bedroom door flies open he swears everything froze for a second. There you were propped up on his pillows, walkie in one hand and your stuffy in another. You have your favorite paci he made for you hanging out of your mouth and all the lights are on. Your coloring books are still laid out on his floor, you really tried to stay up. He carefully makes his way over to you, leaning down to kiss your forehead, pausing for a second to breathe in the smell of your shampoo. He lifts you into a more comfortable position and you stir in his arms, twisting your body to rub your face on his chest, through blurry, slightly crusty you eyes you squint at him,

“Dada?”

“Hi angel, shhh it’s ok go back to sleep.”

He tries to set you down but all you do is whine and tighten your arms around him. He shifts you so your legs are wrapped around his waist and you both just sit there holding each other, squeezing tighter ever so often. Your whole body is shaking, he can feel it. He knows you were scared, you didn’t want to stay behind but if anything happened to you, Eddie wouldn’t be able to live with himself. After a moment his own shoulder start to shake,

“Sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I- I just didn’t want - you have to understand I did this to keep you safe. Whatever happened to Chrissy, cannot - will not happen to you. I had to make sure you would be safe here, angel. I’m so sorry I scared you,”

He was crying now, he’s supposed to be the one to comfort you, keep you safe and happy. And here he was crying to you and you were the one who was scared for your daddy. He feels like a joke, a horrid caregiver. Thinking you’d be better off with someone else as your daddy, but before he can even finish the thought, you are up and off his lap running to the corner of his room, for a second he’s worried he said something wrong, that you're running from him, he almost loses it. Until you grab his stuffed frog (named Phineas), your sippy filled with cold water, a few story books and your blankey. With your little arms full, you toddle over to his bed and set down the loot. Quickly flashing him a big smile and turing the big lights off and your little night light on,

“Here dada le me help chu,” you spoke from around you paci. You wrap your little blankey around him the best you can and set Phineas in his arms. You reach to hand him your sippy, which he great fully takes a sip from after kissing up your arms to tickle you. You giggle and squeal, just what he wanted, and set down the stories in front of him,

“Which story do you wan”

You were absolutely beaming, you were so excited to help daddy feel better like he does for you. And your daddy was never more sure that he'd die for you, you are such an amazing baby. So kind and caring, he doesn’t know what he did to deserve you. No one has ever made eddie feel so loved and cared for,

“You pick my angel, I know you’ll pick a good one”

You think for a moment before you got it, you jump up to run grab a new one your daddy wrote for you,

“Dis one!” you shouted running in, it’s a very recently written and very new saga of “The Adventures of Sir Edward the Noble Knight and His Precious Prince/ss (name that’s similar to yours)” my canon is that Eddie’s real name is Edmund btw this specific edition is about Sir Edward rescuing the royal cutie pie from monster under their bed. You plop next to him, but Eddie slips you over onto his lap and under the soft blanket. Before you start he gives you a small kiss to your nose and forehead,

“Once upon a time-“

You started, doing all the voices of the different characters, just like dada does. Making Eddie laugh as you attempted to sound like him, your normally sweet little baby voice deepened and distorted for comedic effect. Every now and then pausing to giggle at something that happens in the story or asking your daddy to help with big words. By the time you're nearing the end Eddie can feel your body start to sag and your voice start to drift off. He gently lays himself down almost flat and tries to coerce the book from your hands,

“Not done yet, Sir Edward still has to tuck in the prince/ss!” you lightly argued, you were trying to comfort him. What is he doing?

“Alright alright let’s finish, I'm sorry baby cakes. You are doing great!” you smile at that and finish up the story getting to your favorite part,

“And then Sir Edward laid the pretty prince/ss in their soft, fluffy bed. Tucked them into a little blankey burrito and placed a kiss on their forehead. The end!”

You closed the notebook and twisted around in eddie’s lap, wrapping your arms around his neck,

“You're brave, jus like him dada. Make me feel safe, you my hero,” you told him with a slight wobble to your lip. If he didn’t feel his heart shattering before, it was now. You are really the best baby ever, he loves you so much. Before he can say anything back you’re speaking again,

“an’ I always keep you safe, fight off da bad guys wif you,” your words started to slur more as you slipped deeper, “I wuv you dada.” No matter how hard you fought it, sleep was taking over. With watery eyes, Eddie squeezed you so hard he had to stop himself, in fear of breaking you. He carefully laid you down, slipped your paci into your mouth and tucked you into him. no matter what was going on with him, he loved to take care of you too.

“I love you my sweet angel, so so much”

A/N: ok so this was my first time writing anything more than headcanons, and even that i’m new to

so be nice please 🫠

Also the scene when they are comforting him with a story is inspired by a fic on here that I read about little reader comforting Bucky Barnes after a nightmare. I will tag it if i can find it!!

Also I'm trying really hard to make this as inclusive as possible so if you see anything too descriptive, let me know!!! I write the reader as small/little to help with regressing, it’s not a description of the reader's body!!!

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koithelittle · 6 months

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cg!steve harrington x little!eddie munson

day 3; a ship you headcanon as regressor x caregiver

note; okay this one did stump me bc I actually don't have many ships at all? like anymore? it's weird but I thought about it and this is what I came up with! love love them sm and i- yes. it's a yes.

paci credits; ghostdolly.pacis on ig!

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challenge list (creds; @buttercupagere )

taglist; @jjtheresidentbaby @lillylvjy

#sfw agere #koimoodboards #fictionalagerechallenge #stranger things agere #little!eddie munson #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve harrington x little!eddie munson #stranger things

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doe-eyed-dreamr · 4 months

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☆ CG!Eddie Munson Imagines ☆

not an ounce of self-consciousness and WILL be absolutely goofy to make his little laugh

reads the hobbit or lotr to help with sleepytime

gets super into playing pretend

will let his baby play with the pretty dice he has but keeps an eye on things to make sure they don't eat any

plays his acoustic guitar to sing lullabies

every other word from him is a pet name

will cry if the little one cries, he can't stand to see them sad

like a walking rattle with all the jewellery and chains he wears. 10/10 entertainment

very tactile and loves to give hugs

loves it when his little calls him Teddie

his tattoos = free colouring book

headbangs to nursery rhymes

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franciya · 4 months

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For real tho, I haven't really stopped to think about it too much before

No shitty live action movie

No shitty cheap 2D or CGI new series that loses the magic of the original style completely

No shitty EEnE 'Babies' or 'Go!'

No shitty hollywood celebrity voices to replace the original ones

Too bad that's such a rare occasion nowadays

#ed edd n eddy #my Twitter's timeline's been celebrating their Anniversary for like 2 weeks now haha #i don't mind too much stuff like Muppet Babies or Baby Looney Tunes or even TTG etc #but the CG on the new Rugrats looks so fucking disgusting #same about the 'pretend 2D' on the Rescue Rangers movie #ew

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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Hi hi!! if you’re taking requests can you please do a story with eddie and little reader?

Maybe it’s bath time and daddy makes sure his (very) little girl is all nice and clean before her bedtime, he gets wraps her up in a fuzzy towel after and reads her a bedtime story. Just overall fluff.

My little one loves reading your eddie fics when she regresses and i’m not home, it brings her so much comfort, she loves your writing so much. 💜

Bath time

Content - age regression, cg!eddie, baths, soft toys, bubbles, colouring in, towels, bedtime stories, don't like don't read

Summary - bath and bedtime with your caregiver.

Authors note - aww please tell your little love how much I appreciate that she loves my writing it makes me so happy that I'm able to help!, reblogs are greatly appreciated, hope you enjoy <3

You loved having baths.

There was just something about them that relaxed you beyond belief, maybe it was the feeling of the water against your skin or the smell of the bubbles either way they were one of your favourite things.

You were sitting at the dining table of your flat colouring in a page from your favourite book, you had been very excited because you found a page you'd never seen before.

Hearing eddies footsteps echo on the floorboards you looked up with a smile "hi daddy" "hi bubs, what are we doing?" He asked gently pulling a chair to sit beside you examining the page.

"Colouring in" you said cheerfully pushing the page towards him "Oh that's amazing Y/N" he gasped taking in the intricate details "thank you" you giggled taking it back and picking the pencil back up.

"Well I hate to cut this short but it's time for your bath sweetheart" he said chuckling when you immediately threw the pencil back down with a happy grin.

After leading you down the hallway he opened the door a smile coming onto his face after hearing you squeal upon seeing the amount of bubbles in the bathtub amongst the water.

“Let’s get you in hey princess” Eddie smiled warmly, after helping get you undressed he took your hand and helped you get in the tub making sure that you didn’t slip. After you were relaxed Eddie pulled out the basket from under the sink, reaching out you saw him holding your favourite bath toys.

One was a windup fish that swam around in the water, the other was a white swan that wore a golden tiara with vines going through that floated like a boat and your bath pens.

Watching Eddie wind up the fish he placed it into the water chuckling at how you immediately started to search for it. “Can you see him angel?” He asked spotting it behind you underneath the bubbles “no can you?” You asked curiously looking around you.

Making eye contact he led you with his eyes behind your back. “There he is!” You squealed grabbing the fish gently, you knew it wasn’t real but you wanted to make sure it was okay anyway.

Over the next 20 minutes Eddie helped you draw some pictures on the tub with the bath pens and the walls. “Okay bubba time to get out” “aww” you whined giving him puppy dog eyes “I know baby but you know what will happen, the water will get to cold and your skin will get dry and itchy so come on” he quipped quickly placing a kiss on your temple and reaching down to drain the water.

Helping you get out of the bathtub eddie smiled looking at the look on your face when you nuzzled into the soft towel. “Cmon little one, let’s get you dressed.

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Once Eddie got you dressed into a pair of comfortable loose Panama’s he tucked you in under the duvet before walking over to the over side of the room and pulling out your dummy from you little box.

“Here we go princess” he cooed helping you place it in your mouth chuckling when you twirled it around, reaching down he pulled open his bedside table pulling out a selection of books.

“Which one would you like sweetheart?” He asked gently presenting them to you.

It was always hard deciding on which story you wanted, you loved them all very much and they were all good for sending you into a deep sleep.

He had given you the option of 3, the very busy spider, possum magic, or a chapter of the bfg it was a very hard decision you adored all of them.

I’m the end you opted for a chapter of the bfg, you felt like a story you could continue.

“Okay baby here we go” he sighed kindly adjusting you against him so you were more comfortable and opened the book and turned onto the first page.

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bosexe · 4 months

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Cg! Eddie Munson hcs

"little monster"

despite his scary looks, hes not strict at all. hes super soft and sweet, rarely punishes his little(s)

insists on an ice cream and movie night every friday

ALWAYS says hes proud of his little(s) even for small accomplishments

will play pretend with littles and talk as their stuffies

"munchkin"

gives bubble kisses and goes "MWAAAH"

does the "super man" thingie with his littles where he puts their tummy on his feet and lifts them up w his legs (??)

lets his little(s) sit in on his d&d games and encourages them to do sound effects

always makes sure that everyones belly is full. believes that full tummy = happy kiddo

"fuck! shit, don't repeat that baby"

highfives for every accomplishment

plays monster often and chases his little(s) around

has big pockets + always has a paci or a toy in his pocket

#cg! eddie munson #cg! eddie #cg!eddie munson #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #stranger things #strangerthings agere #sfw agere

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naturevalleygranolablog · 4 months

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maybe if u are still taking requests, a cg!eddie or maybe robin x little readers first Christmas as a little babbbbbbbby

AHH YES OF COURSE!

Cg!Eddie Munson x Little!reader

Summary: Eddie makes sure that his first Christmas with his little one is as special as it can be.

Tags/Warnings: Age Regression, bottle feeding, reader is a small itty bitty baby, fluff fluff fluff, insecure reader for like a microscopic amount, somehow theres always spelling mistakes i cant find so ignore my poor writing and spelling

You had told Eddie about your regression for a fairly recent amount of time. It had only been a few months since he immediately took the role as your caregiver and you both enjoyed every second of it. No matter how many times you dealt with any insecurities about being small, he was there to reassure you how much he truly enjoyed taking care of you.

Which is why he wanted to make this Christmas season extra special for his little one.

He knew how much you loved Christmas and the holiday season, the whole appearance of Christmas and the lead up to it engulfed you in nostalgia and a certain childlike joy and peace.

He made it his mission to make you feel as tiny as possible during the Christmas season, knowing that if big you loved Christmas this much, little you could only love it just as much.

To say that Eddie spoiled you during the holiday season would be an understatement. He always took you out to go Christmas shopping, picking you up treat after treat (his rule about sugars and sweets quickly became less lenient as the holidays went by), and always made sure to pop in a christmas movie in his TV when giving you your night time bottle and cuddles before bed.

Did you think it was strange that Eddie began to baby you a lot more than usual? Maybe a little. But you were too excited about Christmas to detect anything about your boyfriend's behavior.

The whole week you had been updating Eddie every day on how close you were to the magical day, your advent calendar being your prized possession the whole month.

“Daddy!!” You called out from the living room of his trailer.

Eddie rushed in, pot of mac and cheese still in his hand at the sudden call of his name.

“What is it baby?” he asked, kneeling down to our level on the floor as you presented the calendar in his face.

“S’ one more day until Christmas Eve!” you excitedly announced.

Eddie chuckled at your excitement and ruffled your hair. “That's right! I've got such a smart little one.” he praised planting a kiss on your cheek. In the time that Eddie has been your caregiver, you still haven't gotten used to how much little you loved praise, especially from Eddie. He couldn't get enough of how shy you would get at the sudden rush of red that would spread across your face, causing him to praise you any chance he got to see his baby happy.

“Cmon, dinner should be ready soon, and I better not see that door open until after we eat, capisce?” Eddie playfully warned.

“Yes daddy.” You giggled, waddling over to the table as you awaited your dinner.

Soon Christmas eve arrived and now Eddie understood what you meant when you told him how much you loved Christmas. Your Christmas jammies stayed on the whole day and Christmas music stayed on the radio. Eddie thinks putting you to bed that night was the hardest thing he ever had to do. Usually when you were having a hard time sleeping, he liked to put you in little space. He quickly regretted doing that last night when you refused to sleep in his room and stayed up on the couch with a flashlight, claiming you were waiting for Santa.

When Christmas morning came you were just as excited as the past days and Eddie made sure to keep it extra special for you.

It surprised him that you remained big the whole day, he assumed because Christmas was your favorite holiday, you would give yourself some time to regress and enjoy the Christmas cheer. He could tell you wanted to, but there was something blocking you. He made it his mission the rest of the day to destroy whatever was blocking his little baby from coming out.

And as Christmas day began to come to a close, Eddie knew what he had to do. He sat you down on the couch, ordering for you to cover your eyes.

You did as you were told, you covered your eyes with your palms as you awaited for your boyfriend to come back. You opened your eyes at the sound of his sweet voice.,

“Ok, you can open them now.” Eddie said, a cheeky grin beginning to spread across his face.

You opened your eyes and saw another present in his hands.

“Eddie, what's all this? I thought we already exchanged gifts this morning?” You asked, looking at him holding another present in his hands.

“I know, but this is different. I know how much you love Christmas, and I love that you love Christmas, but I want little you to enjoy it too. I don't want you to have to hide during your favorite time of the year. I want you to be able to slip and feel safe knowing that I'll be here to take care of you. You're my little baby, and my baby deserves a good and happy Christmas.” Eddie confessed, pulling you onto his lap cupping one of your cheeks with his hand.

His soft words almost brought tears to your eyes. No one has ever been as kind and gentle as Eddie in your entire life.

“Really?” You ask softly, Eddie already seeing you slip the smallest bit.

“Yes baby.” he lightly chuckled at your attempt to stay big knowing he had already one little you over. “Merry Christmas baby bear.” He smiled, handling over the semi poorly wrapped gift. Eddie was an amazing boyfriend and caregiver, but maybe next year he should leave the wrapping up to you.

You gave him a cheeky smile, knowing that there was no way to stay big anymore as your little space quickly engulfed you. You began to tear open the wrapping paper, exposing a new box with a cute polar bear pattern scattered around the box. Eddie watched the way you bit your lips in concentration as you struggled opening your gift. Finally you had gotten it open with one final “Hmph” and Eddie swears he had never heard a cuter sound than your gasp of excitement.

Inside the box he had packed you a whole gift basket with all of your favorite little treats, accompanied by a new bottle with snowflakes on it, a reindeer stuffie, a new onesie with snowmen on it, and a new red paci with a reindeer in the middle, lettered beads spelling out “Little Dear” on the handle.

“Daddy, I love it!” you squealed at the new goodies in front of you.

“You do?” Eddie asked, making sure he had bought everything correctly. Poor Eddie has been knee deep in finding you the perfect little gear, doing as much research as he could on the bestest brands and stores. His gift left him apprehensive up until you opened it, his worries melting away as soon as he saw how much you enjoyed your gift.

“Yes daddy, I love it all! Thank you thank you thank you!” You squealed, hugging his sides tightly. He returned the tight bear hug, rubbing your back and planting a kiss on the top of your head.

“What do you think, should we try out your new goodies?” Eddie asked, holding up the bottle in his hand and the onesie in the other.

You nodded excitedly. Eddie hadn't bottle fed you many times but it was always something you wished you could do more. Now with your new bottle, both you and Eddie were excited to incorporate it into your night time routine.

Eddie slipped your new paci into your mouth as you smiled happily.

“There's my little baby.” Eddie cooed, kissing you again on your forehead. He just couldn't get enough of you when you were little. Caring for you was his favorite thing to do ever.

He picked you up from the couch, knowing that if he didn't carry you now, you would just start pouring on the couch until he did. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he held you on his hip around the trailer to his bedroom. He laid you down on his bed as he rummaged through his dresser.

“Alright baby bear, do you want daddy to change you or do you want to do it yourself?” Eddie asked. You had seen eachother naked and changed in front of each other a plethora of times throughout your relationship, but this was different. You were just a little baby, and Eddie wanted to make you feel comfortable with everything.

“You do it daddy.” You smiled up at him, kicking your feet as they hung from his bed.

“Ok then, arms up!” he said, tugging your sweater uo our arms and off your body, making sure to give you as many kisses and raspberries on your sides and tummy as he could. He couldn't help it, he loved the way you giggled and squealed. He helped you into your new onesie and a pair of his pj pants. You argued that you didn't want to wear any pants but Eddie insisted that you couldn't just walk around the trailer in no pants. So when he offered that you could wear a pair of his, you accepted with your brows furrowed, but Eddie knew your fussiness wasn't serious.

He picked you back up and carried you back to the couch. He wrapped you up in a thick and warm blanket and turned on the Christmas movie channel on the TV before going to the kitchen to warm up your bottle.

He simply couldn't take his eyes off of you and how cute you looked wrapped up in his big blanket, the way you cuddled into your stuffy so gently and how adorable you looked with your new paci. Soon the microwaved beeped, indicating the bottle had finished as he took it out. He poured a drop on his wrist and licked it, testing the temperature to make sure it wasn't too hot for you. He nodded to himself as he approved the temperature and began to walk over to the couch.

Your eyes were glued to the movie on the TV. You didn't even notice Eddie walking back until you felt the indent on the couch.

“Ok, you ready baby?” Eddie asked.

You suddenly became anxious and slightly self conscious. Because bottle feeding had been a new thing for the both of you, you still didn't feel as comfortable as you wanted with it. It was never Eddie's fault, he wanted you to be as comfortable as possible. And being the perfect caregiver that Eddie is, he noticed your change in behavior right away. He placed the bottle on the small lamp table next to him as he laid on the couch, his arms open inviting you in. You happily accepted, moving closer to his side as he held you. You both lost yourself in the movie for a while and Eddie assumed you had gone nonverbal throughout the minutes passing as your talkative state died down and he was left with a cozy and sleepy baby.

When he found the time was right and you had calmed down, he reached for the bottle again. He softly took the paci out of your mouth and held the bottle, waiting for you to accept. Your eyes fluttered at him and in your safe and sleepy headspace, accepting the warm bottle of milk seemed like a dream. Your lips latched slowly and softly on the bottle as you began to drink. You tried to reach for the bottle before Eddie took them, tucking them back into the blanket and around your reindeer stuffie. “It's ok baby, I got it, you don't have to worry, daddys got you.” he reassured.

As you kept sipping, you found yourself cuddling deeper and deeper into Eddie's chest, falling sleepier and sleepier. When Eddie found that you had finished the bottle, he gently removed it from your lips and placed the paci back in to avoid any fussiness in your sleep. He turned the small lamp off but decided to leave the TV on for soft lighting and background sounds to keep you asleep. He kissed your forehead once more and wrapped his arms around you.

“Merry Christmas little one.” He whispered as you two fell asleep in each others arms. Neither of you would have wanted to spend Christmas any other way.

#agere little #sfw agere #agere post #safe agere #sfw little stuff #eddie munson #stranger things #agere story #cg!eddie munson #little!y/n #sfw little post #baby regression

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