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Hi can I request a caregiver Snape little reader where Snape is the caregiver of one of his students and he notices they're small in class but trying to hide it so subtly makes sure they're safe until he can call them back afterwards reprimand them for trying to brew while small and do a look after sorry if this is too specific is cool if you don't want to do
Hii Darling! I absolutely can, I really liked this idea and I hope I portrayed the idea correctly with this! <3
"It's Dangerous.."
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Paring: Platonic!Caregiver!Snape x Little!Reader.
Summary: You slip in class and continue to try to work, Snape isn't overly happy with this.
Warnings: Talk about not being able to regress, Exam stress, Out of character Snape, Nicknames (Kiddo)
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(Gender neutral reader)
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Snape was observant. He was praised by Dumbledore for this as it made him a great professor, despite if his students liked him or not.
Within a few lessons of teaching you he knew you were not like everyone else in the class. He had noticed your legs swinging under the desk, he noticed how your eyes went wide anytime something happened to a potion in class, almost a child like glee.
He even noticed the small plushy that sat in your bag, hidden just enough for no-one to see it except you. And well him.
Snape quickly figured put that you were an age regressor and had no difficulty approaching you on the topic. So after class one day he pulled you aside and once everyone had left he questioned you.
He asked if anyone was looking after you and after finding out the answer was no he offered,
Claiming it unsafe for a little to be roaming Hogwarts without supervision of some kind.
It had been months since then and Snape had become your caregiver. He was amazing at it. Considering he seemed so strict it was shocking to find out that he had a caring side too.
Exams were rapidly approaching and there had been no time for you recently to regress, studying in any free time you had.
You were now sitting at your desk in potions, leg bouncing, biting your nails anxiously.
You wanted nothing more than to be small right now. To go over to Snape and ask for a hug.
Once again Snape was observant and didn't take long for him to realise that you had slipped. Clearly not intentionly. That wasn't the issue though, the issue lied in you currently trying to carry on with the lesson. You were using dangerous things whilst little.
Snape decided that you could be doing that so he stood at the front of the classroom, gaining everyone's attention.
"Since so many of you are getting this wrong I will do an example."
Everyone was confused, Professor Snape never did examples.
He went to stand by you and took the ingredients from your hand mumbling at you to sit down a seat over so he could stand where you were. You nodded and Snape proceeded to do the Potion.
Everyone got back to their places and continued there own potions as Snape turned to you.
"Please stay after class.."
Class ended shortly after and you approached Snapes desk.
"Are you okay?" Was the first thing he asked.
You nodded carefully, not making eye contact.
"We spoke about this didn't we. I told you if you were little you could not do potions. Its dangerous."
You nodded again.
He carefully pulled you into a hug, noticing you were tearing up.
"... your not in trouble kiddo. You need to understand that you could of got hurt, okay?"
"Y-yea"
"Okay. Well your too small to go to your next class, I will tell your next professor. You will stay here and you can do some colouring for now, yes?" He spoke.
"Okay!!"
And with that you spent the rest of the evening up until dinner in Snapes classroom colouring whilst he graded work.
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Fred Weasley x Little! Reader x George Weasley: Unjust Punishment
Summery: When umbridge takes a punishment too far, the twins look after the reader and come to a few realizations. (GN)
w/c: 1654
TW: Negative selftalk, punishment, pain, crying, umbridge (She’s a whole trigger herself), and George and Fred being amazing Caregivers! This is a first-person fanfic, idk why I decided to write it like that but I did.
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God, I am so pathetic.
I couldn’t even make it back to the dorms, I am sat in an empty hall pressed to a wall crying. My hand hurt so bad and all I could do was cry wanting someone to make it stop. I was regressing at this point. 
Maybe I wasn’t designed to be big in these situations. As long as I could remember if I had big emotions or something bad happen, all I could do was go small. I was like a defenseless hummingbird in those situations. My brain interpreting all interactions like a child would.
I was too caught up in my own thoughts to notice the redheaded twins that were in the year above mine. They were walking together to do, only Godrick knows what, when they stopped in front of me. They immediately stopped chatting and laughing, casting glances at one another. They shared a look that said “are they?” or “Should we?” or even “Were we right?”.
Their glances quickly stopped and they began talking, Fred taking the lead, “Hey (Y/N), what’s wrong? What happened?”
The pair slid onto the ground on either side of me. I stared at his freckled face and brown eyes before turning to George and doing the same. They had different freckle patterns and the way they let their eyes and face rest were different, it was easy to tell who was who. I turned back to Fred to speak, “Umbridge!”
George and Fred spare a glance, apparently the word didn’t come out as clear as I was hoping it would. Each began pulling a hand towards them, I was quick to snatch them away. I was embarrassed of the words etched into my skin, I was embarrassed that I was regressing right now in front of two upperclassmen that I wasn’t close with.
“Hey, It’s okay, we just wanna help! We can get those cuts all cleaned up!” Fred said, tilting his upper body to fully face me. He wasn’t subtle in his attempt to see what had me pulling away from help.
George took a different approach, he was stroking my hair, and took to whispering how brave I was. He said, “You made it so far from her office, almost to the dorms, you are so brave and strong. Bet you got introuble for fighting a dragon and winning, hmm?” He paused to squeeze my arm, as in to feel my muscles. I giggled through my tears, “Yeah, so strong. Maybe we could clean you up like squires would, since you are big and strong like a knight.”
I nodded before realizing he was talking to me like he knew. I pull on his shirt lightly to get his face a little closer and whisper through my tears, “How did you know?”
Fred must have heard cause he answered instead, “Cause we play close attention to you, little one.”
That was a nice nickname. I like it. Freddie began to stand up, I always forget how tall they are. The had to be at least 6’3. They made me feel tiny, their slender frames made them look even longer. Georgie stood up too.
George spoke when I didn’t stand up, “Do you need help standing up?”
Fred didn’t give me a chance to answer before asking a follow up, “Do you want one of us to carry you?
“Yesh pease,” I was too small to walk well by myself and being carried seemed less embarrassing than stumbling and crawling all the way to the gryffindor common room (Even if you aren’t that house they are taking you there to take care of you).
Fred and George nodded, Fred picked me up like I weighed nothing. Like I was tiny! I giggled, my tears were still dripping, however less and the pain was easy to ignore with the pair taking care of me. 
George walked behind Fred, tickling me or playing peekaboo. He was doing all he could to keep me distracted from the pain. Or from how far the walk to their dorm was.
When the fancy lady in the painting finally let us in, they made quick work of the magic that prevented the different students from entering the wrong dorm. Georgie opened the dorm door to their shared room. Fred carried me over to his bed before gentle throwing me onto the bed, his hands remaining under my armpits to keep me from falling or getting hurt. 
“Fly!!!” I giggle as I stopped bouncing, the pain in my hand remained but the twin gently taking care of me made me smile. They would be the best daddies ever! My giggles quickly stopped at the thought, they probably want to get my hand fixed so I will leave… I look over to see George with a first aid kit, this cemented the bad thoughts. They were just good people and they don’t like me even a little. Tears prickle my eyes again, watching George open the kit.
“Oh baby!” Fred caught my attention, “Why are you crying? Is the kit scary? It’ll hurt a little at first but we have to clean up your hand and get it all wrapped up.”
Fred was quick to sit down, and pull me into his lap, he waited to see me nod before placing my down on his lap. ‘He was like the knights from my story! He was kind and shiv- Chivo- Nice, he was nice.’ My brain was getting more and more fuzzy, they were babying me and treating me so nicely, but also I was in pain and I knew they were going to leave me alone!
“Baby, can you use your big kid words to say whats wrong?” Fred asked, bouncing me on his knee. He was rubbing my back and holding me to keep me safely on his lap.
I couldn’t keep the truth to myself, I threw myself into his chest and buried my face into his neck. I cried out, “Don wanna fix! Den hab to weave!” (Don't want my hand fixed, then you are gonna leave me!”
“Oh Baby,” The voice came from George, as he placed the kit down and sat next to Fred and I. His hand found the back of my head and pet it soothingly. He spoke again, “We will stay as long as you will let us. We want to take care of you and protect you. How about we spend the night hanging out after we get you fixed up and when you are big tomorrow we can talk about what happens next?”
With slow blinks, realization of all the words formed. I spoke again, “Sweepover?”
“Yes, a sleep over. We will put on a muggle thing called a movie! We have a projector! We will make you some snacks, and we can play and cuddle! Whatever the little (Prince/Princess/Royal) wants!” Freddie confirmed, kissing my forehead.
“Now, we do have to get that hand wrapped up…” George said, moving towards the first aid kit again. His hand leaving my hair, and Fred moved me so I was facing Georgie. I look at the wipe in his hand and realize the pain I was about to feel. Luckily George was quick to hand me a ‘beanie baby’, it was a kitty. 
Fred started rubbing the stuffie into my cheek, tapping it around my face, and made it do funny voices. George was quick to clean my hand, Fred continuing to distract me. My hand was soon wrapped in a boring white bandage wrap. 
Georgie scooped me up once he was done with putting away the kit. I was giggling and squeal. Freddie moved to set up the projector and some snacks. George said we could push the beds together and make a giant fort! I put my hands on the bed and tried to push but i couldn’t. George pushed the bed like it was nothing, he was like a super strong daddy!
George hung some sheets to make the fort while I got to put stuffed animals, pillows and anything soft I can find. Fred and George have a lot of soft stuff, I think they were summoning stuff for us. Once it was done, George and I jumped into it, bouncing slightly. 
Soon a moving picture appeared on the wall and a cart of snacks was pushed to the side of the fort. Georgie left space in the fort for it. The view of the moving picture was soon blocked by Fred jumping into the fort, he landed right on me! At first I though it was cause I was super strong that I was’t hurt when he landed on me, but I soon realized it was cause he was holding himself up. 
As the movie played, my eyes start to droop. I didn’t mean to start falling asleep, but it was so comfy being nuzzled in the cuddle puddle. My thumb started moving towards my mouth on its own, soon I was suckling on it. Fred and George were whispering to each other, I wasn’t able to make it all of the words.
Fred said something about ‘won’t do’ and George said something about ‘get something for-’. I nuzzled my face into whoever was on my left. 
“You are one sleepy baby, aren’t you?” George said, so thats who I was nuzzling.
“Good night little one, you need to get a good night rest to heal quick.” Fred said, petting my hair again. A quick pressure was pressed to the side of my head, it was a sweet kiss that made me feel so cared about. 
I was very small and about to fall asleep, I murmured out a “Nini dadas.”.
Unknown to me, the twins looked at each other with huge grins. They wanted to jump around, high-five, or scream. However, the pair simply nodded and whispered about tomorrow.
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agerefandom · 4 months
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Caregiver!George Weasley Headcanons
so many treats from the shop! 
endlessly creative and makes things just for you: cute little stuffed animals that come to life and nuzzle into your arms, paper birds that flutter above your crib and put you right to sleep, pacifiers that taste like lollipops but don’t hurt your teeth at all 
obviously the most devious tickle monster, you simply cannot escape from him 
knows the best spots around the Burrow to go to if you want to escape, or sunbathe, or swim in the clearest pond you’ve ever seen 
calls you ‘kiddo,’ and ‘troublemaker’ if you share his penchant for mischief, or ‘little angel’ if you don’t: both are with the same amount of affection 
silliest voices when reading stories: and always picks the best interactive books like ‘press this button’ or ‘the best book ever’ 
not the best singing voice, but he sings the best bedtime songs anyways: he knows that you don’t need him to be perfect and it’s all the sweeter that he sings to you 
ruffles your hair into your eyes to make you laugh 
smells like sugar and burnt wool, a lingering mark of his experiments for the shop 
blanket fort master: he can turn the whole house into one big fort for the two of you to crawl around inside
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I neeeeddd a Caregiver Neville mood board please 💌 <3
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strawbabys-blog · 6 months
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hi!! Ii have a one-shot request:3,
Sirius as little (regresses to 2yrs) and Remus as his cg
Remus comforting sirius and giving him cuddles and lots of good old CG soft words after sirius gets a mean letter from walbruger
Hiiii!!! I love this request omg!! Sorry for the long wait, I've been offline for a while but I'm trying to catch up with all my requests <33
I've got you
The Marauders and their friends had taken over the common room after a pretty good day of school. It was a Monday and it had gone as well as possible for the first day of the week. James was sat in an armchair with Peter and Lily at his feet by the coffee table, Peter was desperately trying to finish some potions homework due for the morning and Lily was coaching him through it. Marlene was sat on the armchair opposite them being as unhelpful as humanly possible, pinging hairbands and balls of paper at them, distracting Peter. Mary was sat on the floor between her legs, half her hair in a french braid, Marlene was doing them for her. Sirius and Remus took up the main sofa, with Remus sat cross legged on one end and Sirius sprawled across the other, one leg hooked over the back of the headrest and his head in Remus's lap.
"Marls, I swear to Merlin," Lily says as Marlene nails Peter in the head with another hair tie. She smiles innocently, making James laugh. Lily shoots him a glare.
"Pete, mate, you've got no chance getting that done by tomorrow," Sirius says, laughing. Peter groans and Lily reaches over to swat Sirius across the head.
"Shut up Sirius," she snaps, "You're fine Pete, just the conclusion to do now,"
"Yeah, you've got this," Remus affirms, earning an eye roll from Sirius.
There's a tapping at the window and they all look up to see an owl there, a letter clutched in its beak. James gets up, taking a handful of nuts from the table with him. He takes the letter and feeds the bird as a thank you while inspecting the front of the letter. They all watch at James's face turns to a frown, a worry line forming on his forehead.
"It's for you, Pads," James says, sounding almost apologetic as he tosses the letter to the other boy, giving the owl a final head scratch before letting it set off and closing the window.
"Oh," Sirius says, sitting up and grabbing it, his face blanching a little as he turns the letter over in his hands. He looks up to Remus, fear and worry apparent on his face. Remus puts a comforting hand on his leg.
"I've got you, don't worry," he mutters. Everyone in the room tenses up as Sirius starts opening the letter, the relaxed and playful mood from earlier gone.
Sirius angles the letter away from Remus as he reads. There's a horrible silence as they all wait for him to finish and then suddenly, he let's out a small sob. He stands up, quickly wiping his eyes and sniffling before rushing to the fire and chucking the letter straight in. He watches it for a while, making sure it's all gone. He turns back to face his friends, eyes watering and bottom lip trembling, before stumbling over to the sofa and folding himself into Remus's lap, tucking his face into the taller boys neck and crying quietly.
Instantly, Remus wraps him up in his arms, one hand coming to rest on the back of his head while the other strokes his back. He rocks the smaller boy gently, shushing him, his caregiver instincts taking over.
"I've got you baby, you're here with me, yeah? And Jamie and Lily, and Pete, and Marls, and Mary. We're all here for you love," He murmurs, feeling Sirius's soft gasps against his neck. He keeps it up until the boys cries slow to a soft sniffling.
"M'sorry," comes a whisper from the crook of Remus's neck.
"Oh, baby, no," he sits back a little, holding the sides of Sirius's face, wiping his tears with his thumb and pressing a kiss to his forehead, "you have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing, okay?"
"Bu- but, Pete work! An.. an, people happy but not no more," he babbles, clearly upset that he'd disrupted the evening. Remus shushes him again, his thumb moving to run over Sirius's bottom lip that was sticking out in a pout.
"Hey, they're all good, okay love? Aren't you guys?" He turns Sirius around in his lap so that he's facing their friends, they all smile big and nod.
"Of course honey, look, we're all fine!" Lily says, reaching over, this time to grab his hand and give it a comforting squeeze. Mary crawls over, sitting by Remus's feet and rubbing Sirius's knee.
"We just want to make sure that our favourite little guy is okay," she says, going to tickle his stomach. The boy giggles through his tears and turns around to give Remus a watery smile.
"All okay," he confirms, his voice cracking a little. He seems to relax then, leaning back into Remus and snuggling into his lap, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"Oh I think someone is sleepy," James chimes in from his chair. Sirius whines and nods a little.
"Do you wanna go up to bed baby?" Remus asks.
"Dada come?" He asks.
"Of course love, I'm not leaving you,"
"Mhm, bedtime," Remus laughs at the tired boys words, he was clearly exhausted and Sirius had always loved his sleep, even more so when he's little.
"Moony, u need help getting him up there?" James asks. Remus nods, as much as he'd like to carry his baby to bed, his hip has been hurting more than usual with the upcoming full moon and he knew that James was more than capable of helping.
"Baby, Jamie is gonna carry you up to bed, is that okay?" Remus asks. Sirius nods, holding his arms out for James who scoops him up and places him on his hip. The three of them walk to the dorm and James deposits the sleepy boy on Remus's bed.
"You got it from here?" James asks.
"Yeah, I'll come get you if I need you," Remus says, watching as James leaves before turning back to his baby.
"Dada," Sirius whines, holding his arms out for the taller boy. Remus sits on the bed and pulls Sirius into a hug.
"Let's get you changed, yeah? Get some comfy pajamas on?" Remus asks, pulling away. Sirius nods. Remus gets up, quickly finding some of Sirius's pajamas and helping his baby get changed before changing into some of his own.
"Cuddles," Sirius whines, laying down and pouting at Remus.
"I'm coming baby," Remus says, climbing under the covers and pulling Sirius close to his chest.
"Night night, love you," Sirius murmurs, cuddling into Remus's chest. Remus sighs happily.
"Love you too sweetheart, sleep well,"
For a moment, there's silence, Remus listens for the sound of Sirius's breath evening out. But instead of slowing down and relaxing, he feels wetness on his chest and soft huffs against his skin. Sirius was crying.
"Oh baby, Pads, what's wrong?" Remus asks, shuffling away a little so he can look down at the boy.
"Mean letter," he says, sounding absolutely heartbroken.
"Oh my poor little boy, I've got you," Remus pulls him close again, "nothing that letter said is true okay? Nothing she says to you is right. You are amazing baby. You are sweet and kind and so so good, I love you all the world and you deserve it," Sirius's cries get more intense, his sobs wracking through his body.
"Reggie!! Want Reggie," he wails, his voice cracking as he grabs onto Remus's shirt for dear life. Remus's heart breaks for the boy, he wishes he could get Regulus, the brothers had been working on their relationship recently, even to the point that Regulus came to find Sirius after a nightmare to sleep with him a few days prior, but Regulus didn't know about Sirius's regression and Remus wanted Sirius to have that conversation and make the decision to tell him once he has a clearer head.
"Oh I'm so sorry, you poor love. How about we go see Reggie in the morning, hm? When it's lighter and you feel a little better?" Sirius cries harder.
"She's still got him! She's still got reggie! Gotta help him. Please, please, gotta help him," Sirius babbles, absolutely frantic, "need to help him, he's just little, just a baby, not a adult, gotta save him!" He sobs, his words hardly distinguishable through his huge gasps and shaky voice. Remus runs a hand through the other boy's hair, not fully knowing what to do at that moment. Sirius could get worked up about Regulus on a good day, let alone after being forced into such a vulnerable space because of his mother's letter. He decides on just comforting the boy until he falls asleep, then they can talk more in the morning.
"I know love, I know, we'll help Reggie, don't worry. We helped you didn't we? And you know Effie will be happy to have him, he'll be safe and sound. But baby, you aren't an adult either, and especially not right now, right now you're my little boy and I've got you. You don't have to worry about this until the morning, we'll go talk to Reggie and we can write to Effie to ask for help, hm? Reggie will be all safe. But right now what you need to do is get some sleep, okay love?" Remus says, running his hand up and down the other boy's back. He keeps up the comforting words until Sirius's cries slow down.
Sirius pulls away a bit, looking up at Remus and sniffling.
"Talk to Reggie tomorrow?" He asks, his voice sounding so so broken.
"Of course baby," Remus replies.
"And write Effie?" He asks.
"Mhm, we'll get him out of there," Remus says, hoping that Sirius will take that because he really doesn't know what he'll do if he keeps crying for his brother.
There's a long silence as Sirius mulls this over in his head, quiet tears still streaming from his eyes. Then he looks back up at Remus.
"Thank you, dada," he says, smiling wetly.
"No problem baby, I've got you," Remus replies.
Sirius moves forward to snuggle back up to the taller boys chest, Remus wraps his arms around him and smiles, relieved as he watches his eyes close.
"Goodnight love, get some sleep," he says. Sirius sighs contentedly.
"Night night," he murmurs, feeling happy and safe in the circle of Remus's arms.
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hadeskiddo · 29 days
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little luna lovegood moodboard 🔮🌙🐇
PSA : NOT a j.k rowling supporter (i am ftm myself), i am just autistic and unfortunately hp imprinted itself on my psyche as a child. so in my mind hatsune miku wrote hp :) + i am a marauders fan above all anyday
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ur-fav-is-agere · 3 months
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Remus Lupin from Harry Potter
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Is a caregiver!
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thetinyblossom · 9 months
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Hi! Sorry for bothering you but you can maybe do some headcanon of Severus Sanpes as Caregiver? Thanks, have a lovely day! ^^
Hi! You aren’t bothering at all! Yes I can do that!, have a lovely day you too!
I don’t do HP stuff cuz I don’t like the writer but I can do it just this once!
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🪄Caregiver! Severus Snape headcanons🪄
🪄Teacher or Parent caregiver, also babysits
🖤Let’s you call him “Teacher” instead of “Professor” when you are regressed
🪄He can’t get mad at you, he just calming explain why you shouldn’t do certain things
🖤Let’s you play and braid his hair
🪄Already knows about age regression cause we studied about it as a side affect from certain spells, but he found out it can also be a coping mechanism
🖤You find it hilarious when he is grumpy, your laugh makes him happier every time
🪄Helps you with your spells studies, after it he always gives you a little treat
🖤He acts like he doesn’t like physical affection but always showers you with it, lots of hugs n head pets
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honeybeewritings · 1 year
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thunder{r.l.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: thunder, slight anxiety
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!remus lupin x little!gn!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 620 words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: remmy helps you through a storm and gives you lots of cuddles &lt;3
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for @mad-elia and every little who gets scared when it's thundering and every little who wants remmy to take care of them &lt;3
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remmy had told you that there was gonna be a huge storm that night. you knew it was gonna scare you too.
thunder was always scary.
remmy had gotten all your blankets, pillows, and stuffies and made you a blanket fort! he also got his tablet so you could watch movies together!!
blanket forts always help!
you were helping him too. you got all your favorite books! you also got coloring books and crayons and bubbles and stickers and puzzles and your headphones. they play music and block out thunder!
"alright pumpkin, ready to rock?" he asked, waving a hand to tell you that you could go inside the fort.
you giggled and nodded happily at him. "yay! rocks!" you squealed, causing your caregiver to chuckle.
"not quite sweet pea. i mean, are you ready to be brave?" remmy asked, crawling in the fort with you.
"oh."
remmy ruffled your hair, making you pout, and gave you a forehead kiss. "it's alright pumpkin. wanna watch a show?" he asked.
"where's bagels?" you asked. "need 'im bubba," you frowned.
remmy pulled out the bear and handed him to you with a smile. "here you are sweet pea. now, what show?"
you cuddled up next to him and watched him tap a brightly colored button and one of your favorites came up. "that one!" you squealed, accidentally clicking on the animated show.
"anything you want sweetheart. wanna color?" he asked, turning to get the coloring book and crayons you brought. "or would you rather a puzzle?"
you stared at remmy, slightly confused, for a few moments. "s'it my... my octonauts one? wif da... da... vegimals?"
remmy nodded. "uh-huh! your favorite pumpkin."
you nodded excitedly, making remmy put his hand on your head. "careful baby, don' wanna give yourself wiplash."
"'m not a baby!" you argued. "'m a big kid!" you told him.
"okay kiddo." he chuckled, taking the top off the puzzle box. "c'mon, let's do the cute octonauts puzzle."
you laid down on your stomach with remmy and helped him find the corner pieces. then all the edge pieces. he helped you put it together and you were happy when you two finished it.
unfortunately the storm came later and it started thundering right as you finished the puzzle with remmy.
"bubba?" you asked, reaching for him but not able to find him. it made you want to cry since you couldn't find him.
he put is hand on your back and rubbed it, helping you calm down a bit.
"i'm right here pumpkin, right here." he reminded you, laying down next to you. "here, pick another show?"
you nodded and jumped at the next loud clap of thunder. you teared up a little and nuzzled into remmy's side. "here, wanna watch bluey?" he asked, pushing a couple of buttons and bluey turned on for you.
remmy had helped you on your back and let you rest your head on his chest as he held up the tablet for you.
thunder claps.
you whimper and jump.
this happens for a couple minutes until it clicks in his mind that you probably need your headphones. "c'mere pumpkin." he lifted your head, which wasn't hard since you were watching bluey closely, and put your headphones on.
you looked up at remmy and could feel yourself talking, hearing yourself a little, but still pouted.
"bluey."
you watched remmy push a button on the side a couple times and you could hear it now. "tanks bubba."
you felt him say something through his chest but you didn't know what he said.
soon you fell asleep on your bubba, stuffie in hand, comfy and forgetting about the storm.
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bella-baby-xo · 9 months
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James Potter x little!reader SFW!!
- When you explain it to him he doesn't understand but tries his best
- Has concerns that he's not the best caregiver ever and that he isn't doing a good job at all
- But you think he's the best, so you're always drawing him pictures of you and him that say "best Daddy ever!" 🥹
- he hangs all your pictures up on the fridge and writes a 10/10 on them and adds a star sticker
- He's bad at planning little things sometimes but he surprises you every once and a while
- when you do good he rewards you with stickers for your chart
- when the whole chart is filled up you guys go to the Zoo. When in the gift shop, he asks you what your favorite animal was and buys you a stuffie to take home
- Since he feels like an inadequate caregiver he is actually always pampering you with gifts like pacis, stuffies, coloring books, etc.
- he loves playing teacher and student because he feels like this is a spot he shines in. So he teaches you from childrens wizarding books and you learn about mermaids and unicorns
- Constant affection (hand holding, tickling, rubbing your arms or legs with his thumb, kisses, etc.)
- You both love story time because he does funny voices for the characters
- You love when he transforms to Prongs when ur small because you get to pet him and just lay in the grass with him
- as time goes on and you get more comfortable he gets even better at being a caregiver
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CG!Draco
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aew-kun-age-regression · 11 months
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I have a Harry Potter agere idea!!!
Well, technically it's in the marauders era
Cg!Remus or Cg!Sirius (or both, whichever you prefer) with a regressed!reader, who wants to pet literally ANYTHING.
A very poisonous snake, that could kill you if it bites? Reader wants to pet it, while Remus/Sirius is having a heart attack and keeps reader away.
Remus in wolf form? Pet him.
Sirius in his dog form? Pet him.
Just some fluff/crack🙈
I love this idea, it is a hilarious idea! I hope I've done this idea justice! Apologies it's so short and that there's no dialogue, every time I tried to add some it felt weird, like it shouldn't be there. So I just stuck to description for this one 😅
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Pairings: Caregiver!Sirius Black, Caregiver!Remus Lupin x Little!Reader
Summary: You have no sense of what animals are dangerous and which are not, good thing your wonderful caregivers are there.
Warnings: Mentions of Remus being a Wolf and Sirius being an animagus. Mentions of *the* prank. Mentions of little being around dangerous animals.
(Gender Neutral Reader)
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It wasn't uncommon for you to find random animals within the castle and befriend them however whilst regressed you had a habit to forget how dangerous some animals were. Your poor caregivers Sirius and Remus have nearly had many heart attacks due to finding you holding random animals. The most recent one had been a snake, you'd learnt about it briefly in one of your lessons, not that you could remember which one. You couldn't even remember the snake that was currently happily sitting in your hands was deadly. Remus ended up carefully taking the snake from your hands whilst Sirius took you to wash your hands, but it was safe to say that both boys were shocked at how you were not injured by any animals that you had befriended in your time at Hogwarts.
Well that was until you had found out that Sirius was an animagus and Remus was a wolf. They'd noticed that they felt strangely safe and calm around you.
Remus had noticed first. In fact it was during the prank that he noticed. It had all gone wrong, you were supposed to be asleep but you had decided you wanted to go for a walk around outside the castle. You'd wandered too far and had ended up in front of Remus, who was a wolf. Surprisingly Remus had calmed down. No one knew how you did it but it sure made that time of the month a lot more bearable when Remus had a way to calm down.
Sirius had also noticed it. He and the other marauders had got in trouble and therefore weren't allowed to go to Hogsmead. Sirius snuck out anyways whilst the others stayed so he could make sure you were okay. He decided (so he didn't get caught) to go in dog form. Within 20 minutes of following you you had noticed him, not yet knowing it was Sirius. You approached him and let the 'unknown' dog come to you. He went towards you, feeling calm as you stretched your arm out to lightly pet his head.
Neither Sirius nor Remus could ever figure out why you had this calming effect on animals but what they did know is that they believed you truly were the sweetest. Most animals seemed to agree too...
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Neville Longbottom X Little! GN! Reader: Green Thumbs Pt 1
Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.
W/C: 766
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Neville always held a passion for herbology, it was something he always loved and it was how he managed most of his childhood. He thrived taking care of something else, watching his hard work grow sturdy and strong. He loved talking about what plants could be used for and where they can be found for. 
Caregiving was something he had less experience with. He had only been doing it for about a month or so. He took on a caregiver position for his partner of almost a year. The role was taken on entirely in a spontaneous manner. Neville accidentally knocked over a box, causing the contents to spill across the floor. 
Neville was quick to start cleaning up the mess he made. However, he stopped and sat up when he picked up a pacifier that was too big to be for a newborn. He sat staring at it, the cogs in his head turning. Then it clicked, they were an age regressor!
Neville was reading a psychology book in the library, he thought it might show him a way to get over his shyness and he learned about age regression. He was surprised to see that it was a trauma response or a response to a stressful situation. Neville understood needing to cope, and he was not going to judge how others make it to tomorrow. 
Neville was quick to put away the mess, and even quicker to tell his partner what he found. He told them what he knew and how he read about it. He was soft and loving, and soon enough he was their caregiver. Each day he tried his best to care for them, some days being easier than others. 
Today was an easy day. Neville and (Y/N) were in the greenhouse, they were caring for Neville's plants. (Y/N) was a little less helpful, as they played with their toy watering cans and babbled at the plants. Meanwhile, Neville was repotting, pruning plants, and watering them. 
Neville was lost as he was working on pruning his Dittany. Soon the sound of bare feet pattering filled his ears, and soon their little head popped into his line of sight. He couldn’t help but smile, “Hi baby, what are you doing?”
“W’s Tommy’s?” (Y/N) asked, Neville stopped. They did not know a Tom. Who was his baby talking about?
“Who?” Neville asked fully turning to them. A muggle succulent was quickly shoved into his face. Realization appeared on his face quickly. “Have you been naming my plants baby?”
“Yeah, don know dem!” They replied, rocking back and forth on their feet, feeling shy about not knowing the plants. 
Neville took the plant and placed it on the table, before swooping down to pick up (Y/N) and placing them on his hip. He then spoke, “That one is Euphorbia milii. It’s a muggle plant. Do you wanna know about my other plants baby?”
“Yesh peas, dada.” They said back, trying to grab their paci from the front of their overalls. Soon they were suckling on their paci as Neville spoke. 
“Baby, do you remember what dada said about this one when we first got here?” Neville asked, pointing at the baby mandrakes he was growing.
“No touch!” They slurred from behind their paci. 
“Yeah! Good job baby! Why do we not touch it?” Neville asked, patting their bum as they thought. 
“Cause dey no wike it?” They said, Neville smiled. It was close to enough for him.
“Yeah, and then they scream and it could hurt your little ears!” Neville said. He began wandering around before stopping at the other ‘no touch area’. “Now why can't we touch these ones?”
“Poky,” They said, fully resting their head on Neville’s shoulder. Pointing at pretty flowers, “wat dat?”
“That is called a Gaillardia pulchella, but their nickname is firewheels. They are also a muggle plant, they like to live where it is really hot and really humid!” Neville answered, raddling off facts. 
“Humid?” The word was slurred and sounded like an alien language to them. 
“When the air is really wet. I forgot my baby was so little, I will be more considerate of that baby!” Neville said, while lightly tickling them. They tried to curl into his chest away from the tickle monster. Once he was done with the tickle monster, (Y/N) pointed at more plants. 
Neville was proud to be able to show his little one all of his plants and teach them. He knew some days would be hard, but today? Today was easy. He could do today.
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Sweet Little Trickster
Summary: A little story about a sleepy regressor!reader (they/them) being carried upstairs and tucked in by Fred and George
Fandom: Harry Potter
Words: 650
Content warnings: Reader uses they/them pronouns, nicknames used: kiddo, little tyke.
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“Pssst, kiddo.”
The words make it through your sleepy head but aren’t enough to pull you into full awareness. You can feel something soft under your fingers: the familiar texture of your favourite stuffed animal, held against your chest. Your body is twisted into a bit of an uncomfortable shape, but you’re so warm and cozy that you don’t feel like moving.
“They’re definitely asleep,” says a familiar voice. You can hear the smile in their voice and it makes you happy, even drifting between sleep and consciousness.
“We should bring them to bed,” whispers a voice from the other side of you.
“Look at them, though,” the first voice says, and there’s a gentle hand touching the top of your head, just barely felt through your hair. “They’re proper conked out.”
“I’ll carry them,” the other replies. “C’mon, we won’t disturb them.”
Their voices have woken you up properly, but you keep your eyes closed and your breathing even. You want to know how they’re going to handle this. You recognize the voices as Fred and George: the memories of the evening are blurry, but you were having regression time with the two of them. You remember about half of a fairy tale, read by George with extra dramatic voices from Fred. You must have fallen asleep partway through.
“Alright, let me help.”
There was a muttered charm and you could feel your body get lighter, the strange part-weightlessness that came with a levitation charm. You had thought you had been leaning against the couch, but as it started to move behind you, you realized that it was one of the twins. He wrapped his arms around you, picking you up without any effort now that the levitation charm was helping.
The other twin laughed quietly, and you could feel a hand fixing your hair.
“Little tyke,” he whispered, fond. “Let’s head up to bed.” That was Fred, then, and George was the one carrying you. Only Fred used that nickname for you.
You let yourself rest, somewhere between floating and being carried, doing your best to pretend to be asleep as George carried you upstairs. You could hear Fred on the stairs behind you, close enough to maintain the charm.
Your stuffed animal almost fell to the side, and you forced yourself not to grab it. Thankfully, Fred darted forwards and resettled it onto your chest.
“Thanks,” George whispered, bumping his shoulder into his twin and jostling you slightly.
“Oi, careful,” Fred said, moving out of range. “You’ll wake them.”
“I won’t!”
“Shhhh!”
You heard George scoff, and then there was the creak of a door and George crossed a room, lying you down on a soft bed. You let your limbs settle where you were dropped, unable to stop the smile on your face as you felt the pillow beneath your head.
A hand on your forehead, and one of them pulled the blankets up and over you, enveloping you in soft warmth.
“Sleep well,” one of the twins whispered, retreating towards the doorway.
The other one leaned over the bed, you could feel his weight pushing the mattress down as he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead where your hair had been smoothed back.
“Sweet dreams, kiddo,” George whispered. “You’re very cute when you pretend to sleep.”
He was walking away from the bed before you could process his words, but you grinned as the door closed, rolling over to scoop your stuffed animal into a more comfortable position. Of course the twins had known.
Still, they had carried you gently, with whispers and careful hands. Settled you into bed, sure to keep your stuffed animal in your arms.
You squeezed that stuffed animal, rubbing your cheek against its fur.
You loved them so much. They were so good to you.
Those thoughts were the ones that followed you into sleep, giving all of your dreams warmth.
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star-struck-wonderland · 10 months
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~Remus Lupin Agere Moodboard~
Requested by anon !
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strawbabys-blog · 2 months
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Hi I have one-shot request, regressor regulus (1-4 age range) and CG James, in which regulus regresses because of trauma and stress and James gives him CG cuddles
Ofc!!!! Baby reggie is such a cute concept istg! Ty for the request <333
Baby Black
"Reggie!" James shouts in his usual cheerful manner, slinging an arm around the younger Black brother as he spots him in the hallway, "How's my favourite Slytherin doing?" He asks. James and Regulus had gotten very close over the last year, Regulus had eventually followed his brother out of Grimmauld Place and straight into the welcoming arms of the Potters. Of course that included James, who was like the sun to Regulus, always filling him up with light. James had naturally taken on the role of Regulus's caregiver, he was naturally inclined to take care of the people around him. The first time Regulus has regressed and stumbled crying through the house to find James and Sirius, James had found him and held him and kept him safe. So the next time it happened Regulus went to him again... and the next time, and the next time and every time after that. Their relationship quickly progressed from platonic to romantic (outside of Regulus's headspace of course) and after a brief period of horror from Sirius ("James you brotherfucker!!") The pair were accepted by pretty much everyone with ease.
"I'm fine," Regulus says, it had been a long day and he really wasn't feeling up to going back to his dorm, the older kids hated him ever since he'd left his parents house. James frowns at his tone.
"Are you really or are you just saying that for my benefit?" He asks, raising his eyebrows. Regulus sighs, looking up at James with tired eyes. He pouts.
"Can I come to the Gryffindor common room for a bit?" He asks. James face breaks into a smile.
"Of course you can Reg," he says, "do you need to...?" He doesnt need to finish for Regulus to get it.
"Maybe, but later, the older kids were being dicks again," he says. James frowns again, it was well known at this point that the older slytherins had taken to harassing Regulus in the halls when he was alone, so much so that the Gryffindor's take turns walking him places when they can.
"Okay," James says, his arm slipping down to link with Regulus's, leading him back to where the other Marauders were waiting, "We've got a visitor," he announces to the other three. Sirius grins.
"Brilliant! I've missed you too much Reggie, it's been painful," Regulus laughs and rolls his eyes.
"I saw you at lunch," he says.
"Far too long," Sirius says with his usual dramatic flair that sends the other boy's laughing too.
"Come on you lot," Remus cuts in, "Let's be getting back, the girls will wonder where we are,"
"I think they've lost hope in us Moony, they'll think we're doing something we aren't supposed to, as always," Peter says.
"Well they'll wonder where I am," Remus says with that signature smirk that has Sirius swooning while James hits Remus's shoulder.
"Rude! They love us," he says incredulously. Remus rolls his eyes.
"Siruis, can you stop with the goo goo eyes, I'm going to be sick," Regulus says, looking at Sirius's lovesick expression with disgust. Sirius turns to him, sticking out his tongue.
"Payback for every time I have to see you thirst over my best mate," he says. Regulus flushes red and James takes the opportunity to put his arm around his shoulders again, grinning teasingly.
"Reg, you've gone all red, do you have a temperature?" James says, innocently, knowing full well that he's being a dick. He glances around for a moment, deeming the coast clear he leans in and gives Regulus a peck.
"Oh for fucks sake," Sirius groans, leaning into Remus as if he's just been fatally wounded, "could you wait until I'm not around to suck faces with my baby brother?" He groans from Remus's chest.
"Oh fuck off Pads, that was as PG as kisses get," James says.
"You're just using it as an excuse to cuddle up to Remus," Regulus says. Both the boys flush red and Sirius pushes away from Remus, turning to flip Regulus off.
They continue their playful teasing as they walk up to the common room, James's hand not leaving Regulus's until they reach the portrait hole, where he helps him step in.
Regulus was determined to hold of his regression for as long as possible, he liked hanging out with the older Gryffindor's when he was big and wanted to stay for as long as possible. But being looked after, even in a small capacity, was really making things difficult.
"Reggie?" James questions, "are you okay?" Regulus nods absentmindedly, humming a confirmation, "Alright, let me know if you need anything," he says, kissing the boys cheek as he drags him to sit on an armchair in the common room.
Regulus floats in a bit of an in-between space as they hang out together, leaning against James contentedly as the Gryffindor's around him chat to each other. James seems to catch on to Regulus's drifting headspace and after a while he nudges him.
"Hey Reg, do you want to go on a walk?" He asks. Regulus's eyes light up at the thought of spending time with his caregiver and he nods happily. James turns to the group, "I'm gonna take Reggie on a walk, we'll be back later," He says. Sirius bounds over, giving Regulus a kiss on the head and a hug.
"Stay with Jamie, yeah?" He says, smoothing down his brothers hair. Regulus nods.
"Mhm, stay with Jaime," he parrots.
They say a quick bye to the rest of the group before heading back out the portrait hole.
Walks like these had become somewhat of a thing between the two boys, no matter what headspace Regulus was in. They make their way down to the great lake, walking around the path surrounding with their hands interlinked, chatting a little.
"Are you slipping?" James asks. Regulus thinks for a minute.
"No, I nearly was but I think it's cleared a bit," he explains. James nods.
Suddenly there's a rustling from behind them and both boys whip around to see people stood behind them.
There was three Slytherins stood looking personally offended just at the sight of the two boys. Malfoy and Snape were at the front, wands already out, while Narcissa hung back a bit, glancing between the two boys.
"Can we help you?" James asks, stepping in front of Regulus slightly.
"Just going for a walk," Malfoy answers, "that's allowed isn't it?" James raises an eyebrow, "Oh don't flatter yourself, what would we want with a couple blood traitors?" Regulus could think of plenty of things.
"Right, well we're heading back now," James says, grabbing Regulus's wrist and trying to pull him past the two boys. Malfoy stops him with a hand on the shoulder.
"Don't let us ruin your night," he says. Snape takes a step towards Regulus and James blocks him with his body.
"Jumpy, Potter," He drawls, peering around James to sneer at the younger boy. Regulus had frozen in place, resisting the urge to clutch James's arm, suddenly the idea of showing any form of weakness felt sickening. The voice of his mother rings in his head.
"You are weak! Disgusting! Get up!"
James steps closer to Snape, sheilding Regulus from his view again.
"Leave us alone," he says, reaching back to give Regulus's arm a reassuring squeeze. Malfoys eyes zero in on the small interaction and he scoffs.
"Can baby Black not look after himself?" He spits. James eyes flash angrily, attempting to shoulder past the two.
"Okay, we're going now," he says. Snape goes to grab Regulus, who whimpers and flinched away, but Narcissa clears her throat.
"Let them go" she says, voice clear and strong. Malfoy looks at her, confused, but something in her expression must make hom fold because he turns to Snape and nods.
"Love has made you weak," Snape hisses, begrudgingly letting go of Regulus and stepping aside.
James wastes no time, grabbing Regulus's arm and speed walking away from them, nodding to Narcissa as they pass, a brief moment of understanding passing between them before the two boys disappear back into the castle.
James stops in the entrance, turning to look at Regulus.
The boy looks wrecked, tears streaming down his face, eyes wide in shock and fear. James immediately knows that Regulus was reliving some none too pleasant memories.
"Are you okay baby?" He asks. Regulus whimpers, headspace immediately plummeting after teetering on edge, "How's about we go up to bed?" James asks. Regulus nods, reaching his arms forward and making a grabbing motion.
"Up," he whines.
Snape and Malfoy were bad enough but the sight of Narcissa had thrown Regulus right back to that house, to his mother, to the unspeakable things that happened to him and his brother. Regulus needed comfort right now. James smiles and scoops his baby up and Regulus immediately tucks himself into his caregivers neck, immediately soothed by the physical contact.
"I've got you baby," James murmurs, walking up to the common room.
They climb through the portrait hole and James gives a quick gesture to the boy clinging to him and that's all the explanation their friends need, letting them go up to bed without another word.
"Baby boy," he gently puts the boy down on the bed, feeling a tug on his heart as Regulus makes a noise of protest, "I know, I know, I'll be right back, I'm just getting you some clothes," he murmurs, Regulus pouts but nods. James quickly rushes to his drawers, pulling out a soft jumper and some shorts before going back to his baby.
"Daddy," Regulus mutters, grabbing hold of James shirt and tugging.
"I know baby, let's just get you changed and then Daddy will come cuddle," he says, making quick work of helping him change before pulling off his own shirt and climbing into bed, arranging them so that Reggie is layed comfortably on James's chest.
"M'sorry" Regulus murmurs. James was used to this, Regulus tended to feel like a burden whenever he regressed, it was rare that he slipped without apologising at least once.
James moves his hand to run through Reggie's hair, looking down at him.
"None of that baby, you have nothing to be sorry for. This helps me too, remember?" He says. Reggie screws up his nose adorably if James does say so himself as he thinks, before huffing and nodding a little.
James smiles and pulls Regulus a little closer, running his hand up and down his back to comfort him as he plays with the younger boys hair. Regulus buries his face in James's chest and makes a content little noise in the back of his throat. James thinks that if he were a cat he'd be purring.
He wants to talk to Reg about what happened earlier but he's found that Regulus isn't great at talking when he's little, that's something for him and big Reggie to talk about, so instead he watches as Regulus's eyes slip closed, his breathing slowly evening out into slow steady breaths.
Only once he's sure that Regulus is sleeping does he let his own eyes close.
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