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brattytoddler · 10 months

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ST older kids caring for little!reader

UGHHH SO CUTE!!! <333

♡ inspired by: @dinodinodin0 ♡

(i absolutely love his writing!)

all of them would be similar in the aspect of wanting to take care of you, baby you relentlessly, parade you around like their little toddler of the group, BUT ☝️ they’d all be different in regards to how they each interact with you, pick out your outfits, praise you, etc. <333

steve …

— oh, he’s got such a soft spot for you.

— but, steve is, without a doubt, the strictest amongst the older kids. fortunately, he’s used to being the babysitter, so when he found out you were a little (particularly a mischievous one) he knew he needed to ensure you’re kept safe.

— sometimes, on the rare occasion you’re little when you’re drunk/high and get overwhelmed, steve is extra extra extra affectionate towards you. he just adores when you get all fuzzy in the brain but decide you just ‘want dada’. he always prides himself in being ‘more fun than the party’. he would be so soft, buckling your seatbelt and helping you get changed when you get home, making you a bottle to help your headache.

— however you mostly want the juice boxes and goldfish he’s stashed in his glovebox for moments like these <3 and he’s more than happy to carry you out bridal-style to take you home instead where everyone else waits.

— his usually responses but softened to increase your blushing; “oh yeah?”, “that’s funny, adorable even.”, “baby, enough arguing, you’re far too little.”, “oh? you’re being a little brat on purpose?”, “c’mon darling, that’s enough now.”

— secretly enjoys when you’re bratty on occasion so he can assert his Dad Authority™️ (but never consequences you beyond a timeout because- c’mon, you’re too adorable for a punishment!)

— however, steve being strict doesn’t mean your puppy dog eyes haven’t worked on him a handful of times…

— loves loves loves when you call him ‘dada’ or ‘stevie’, which only happens when you’re really little.

— found out you were an age regressor after you drunk-confessed that information to him at a party. needless to say, the morning after was full of tears and plenty of reassurance that ‘you’re not a freak’ and ‘it’s okay, i don’t mind taking care of you’.

— buuut of course, steve just couldn’t help himself after you agreeing to being taken care of.

— seriously, steve babies you every 👏 single 👏 chance 👏 he 👏 gets 👏

— “you’re waaay too little for that, here-“, “hold my hand- i don’t care- i don’t care, hold it- good girl.”

— can’t escape him trying to subtle get you to regress just because he enjoys taking care of you a lot. like, to the point he begs you to make “babysitting time” and will find any excuse to try and babysit you.

— steve is SUPER overprotective and won’t let you forget it. with this, he’s also very overbearing (but tries to control it). he always wants to know what you’re doing and where you’re going, when you’ll be back and if that includes any babying-

— whenever the group is talking and you whine out for attention, he just turns to you, index finger over his mouth, “shhh, one second- baby, the adults are talking.”

— LOVES setting you down on the kitchen counter so your legs can swing back and fourth. he just adores picking you up, giving you piggyback rides, carrying you bridal-style, anything to show how small you are compared to him.

— “you’ve had a really, really long day. you definitely need some rest, don’t you baby?” followed up by a cheek kiss.

— such Dad™️ vibes. always scolding everyone when they refuse to listen or use logic, typically found pinching the bridge of his nose.

— “awww, she’s blushing!” “let me see- aw, that’s adorable!”

— knows exactly what to say in order to get you comfortable in his lap, curled up while he rocks you. he tries to act like he hates being the babysitter, but at the end of the day, you’re both asleep, with you on top of him in the rocking chair, his arms lazily wrapped around you with a discarded storybook on the ground and an empty bottle beside it. <333

— loves teasing you. getting you all flustered and red-faced. only when it’s the older kids around, though. he knows you prefer to only regress around the older kids due to how unpredictable your headspace can be sometimes.

eddie …

— opposites-attract caregiver x little dynamic, with eddie being the rockstar punk and you being his little rascal kid.

— honestly? eddie LOVES taking care of you. he babies you almost more than steve does, which says a lot. he just can’t help it! he loves how adorable you get when you’re nodding along to him strumming his guitar or holding his shoulders to dance on his feet.

— eddie found out you were a little when he saw you, steve and robin slip off into another room at a party. curious, he decided to walk in and find you curled up against robin, stuffed lamb in your lap with steve rubbing your back, consoling you through a panic attack (which caused you to slip).

— admittedly, eddie bursting into the room definitely made the situation (at the time) a lot worse, but after the pair reassured you that eddie was a ‘safe person’, you seemed to calm down a bit.

— you calmed down especially when eddie let you try on his rings to let you refocus.

— really, really, really loves tickle fights or anything involving tickling you. he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever when you kick your legs and squeal in laughter, watching your eyes go wide when he calls steve over to help.

— he definitely blows raspberries on your tummy, all teasing about it too; he walks two ring-claud fingers up your thigh, stopping at your shirt hem to gently start pulling up, up, up… before lifting the fabric abruptly to blow a dozen raspberries on the centre on your tummy. you burst into a fit of giggles, trying to squirm away from underneath the older boy.

— “i wonder… where is… steve? ohhh st-“ “NOHOHOHO- DOHOHON’T!” <333

— “where are you hiding, you little rascal?”

— he looks tough but really? he’s a huge teddy bear. he loves making you giggle and smile, making sure you aren’t upset.

— it actually really, really bothers eddie when you’re upset. he hates seeing you cry and will do anything to prevent it. obviously he knows sometimes you need a good cry, so alternatively he just lets you curl up in his lap while he holds you, whispering sweet nothings and reassurance in your ear.

— “aw, is someone… ticklish? right here?” eddie smirks, watching you squeal as you writhe beneath him, who has you pinned by the wrists as his pokes at your sides relentlessly. “i think- yeah, i think you are!”

— you could sit and play with his ring-claud hands for HOURS. he gladly lets you sit in his lap to examine his hands by twisting his rings up and down his thick fingers all you desire, giggling at how some rings clink! and clank! together. “you like my hands, sweetheart?” he asks softly, but you’re so lost in playing with the rings of metal like some kind of baby stacker that you nod a minute after the question. eddie chuckles and presses a kiss to your cheek, admiring your dazed state <333

— absolutely LOVES when you sit on his lap and play the drums (really it’s just him holding your wrists to direct the beats… but hey, you’re making music). he also really loves when you get all excited and bounce in his lap, his knee bouncing along to the beat as well <333

— “you’re waaay too little for that, sweetheart,” eddie chuckles, pulling your hands away from the cutting board. “let daddy cut your fruit.”

— the best at inconspicuous regression; getting you dressed, picking out your outfits, helping you brush your teeth or braid your hair, cuts up your food and opens your snack wrappers, adores when you get really tiny and need to be carried. even if you weren’t planning on regressing that day, you’d somehow manage to end up laying on eddie’s chest, fast asleep with a binky bobbing between your lips.

— stickers, bubbles, colouring books- eddie LOVES all the activities and will never decline watching a play starring your stuffed animals.

— forehead kisses. lots, and LOTS of forehead kisses <333

— him and steve LOVE kissing you, peppering your face in millions of little kisses until you’re giggling and begging them to stop.

nancy …

— nancy is a very soft and sweet caregiver, extremely nurturing to you and almost full-blown motherly; she often even refers to herself as ‘mummy’ when speaking to you.

— “c’mere baby, come see mummy.”

— loves dressing you up in cute frilly outfits to parade you around in, doing your hair with ribbons or bows, adding clips to complete the look before tying your shoes for you.

— despite steve and eddie babying you quite frequently, everyone knows nancy has ‘the motherly touch’ and all it takes is a “hi, my sweet baby,” with her hands carding through your hair for you to be a babbling mess, all smiles and breathy giggles as you cling onto her.

— nancy really likes when you regress around the ages of 1-3 yrs old because it makes her feel like a mother big sister. she loves taking on the nurturing tasks of tying your bib, wiping your face after eating, giving you a bottle, rocking you to sleep, playing with you, etc. it’s all so much fun to her!! <3

— commonly refers to you as her ‘real life babydoll’ <333

— sometimes if you’re feeling “fussy” after a stressful day, nancy will know just what buttons to push in order to get you sitting on her bedroom floor, wearing a tutu and one of her sweaters, begging for ‘mummy’ to ‘hurry up, ‘the tea party is starting soon!’

— “mummy, wan’ ‘ugar?” you slurred from behind your binky, holding out a fake sugar cube dish with the tilt of your head. nancy giggles, holding a hand up to her mouth before turning back to give a quick smile to steve and eddie, who have been watching through the crack of the door the entire time with smiles of their own.

— “you’re all the sweetness i need, my sugar,” nancy smiles, giving your cheek a kiss as you blush with a smile.

— doesn’t force you to regress, but sometimes if you’re feeling really fussy or stressed, you often push away the help from the others to relax, which causes them to become more attentive until you’ve accepted their help (since they know you won’t ask for their help upfront and refuse the help in fear of “being a burden”).

— nancy comes off the most ‘pushy’, in regards to helping you regress, but she’s very kind about the whole process and probably enjoys it more than you do. her methods of helping you regress just include lots and lots of sweet-talking and praise, gentle touches on your shoulders and back to help you relax your muscles from being tensed.

— found out you were a little when she caught you changing into nothing but a pull-up and oversized t-shirt. of course, you cried in fear of being embarrassed but nancy smiled sweetly, pulling you into a small hug to rub your back and comfort you. you didn’t realize how good nancy was at consoling someone until she had you nodding off in her lap with a bottle pressed to your lips <333

— acknowledges your headspace can range in age, but knows you prefer to regress around the ages of 3-5 yrs old to feel like a “big kid”.

— “awww, my sweet baby, don’t pout,” she kissed your nose before giving it a boop. “mummy’s gonna take such good care of you, i promise.”

— “sit still while mummy brushes your hair, precious.” <333

— definitely is a baker and lets you help with baking all sorts of treats. making cookies together every weekend is an essential for mummy-baby time.

— loves letting you help out with the chores to make you seem like a “big girl”, giving you that feeling of still being so incredibly small that you can only do the easy tasks alongside the big tough adult tasks (i.e: “can you help mummy carry the laundry, baby?”). it’s a simple act of babying that makes you regress almost-instantly, and nancy smiles knowing this.

jonathan …

— the most awkward caregiver EVER!!!

— but oh my god, he’s such a natural at caring for you, it’s… almost scary 💀 like, he will know exactly why you’re crying within seconds of you sniffling. he’s got a good sense of when things are okay and when things aren’t okay.

— “her bear…- no, no that’s- yeah, that’s what she wants- look!” “here, baby,” (you immediately stopped crying while the rest of the group stood stunned).

— does the ‘awkward caregiver slouch’ when he’s standing <3

— “hmm?” “awe, thank you.” (you handed him a flower plucked from joyce’s garden, but he didn’t need to know that).

— didn’t fully grasp the concept of ‘age regression’ as well as the others at first, but after nancy explained it thoroughly, he was a lot more inclined to help out and interested in your small space. he completely understood why you regress after nancy explained it to him, so he felt a twinge of sympathy for you, making it a priority to take care of you (but of course, nobody could ever know that).

— jonathan is such a sweetheart, but also extremely awkward. like, very awkward. he just stands there quietly with a nervous smile as you tug on his leg excitedly, babbling away. he’s always either taking photos on his camera, working at his desk or just more secluded from the others, so you showing him attention takes him by surprise (but oh, he loves it).

— “johnny!” “baby! hi!” <333

— oddly enough, when you’re upset or overwhelmed, sometimes just laying your head in jonathan’s lap while he reviews photos on his camera or leans back in bed to rest with you on his chest, really helps you relax.

— “are you taking pictures of me?” he smiles as the pair of you walk in the woods, his polaroid camera in your hand as you giggle, snapping candid walking photos rapidly of him.

— jonathan obviously doesn’t judge you for being a little, especially since he understands it’s (mostly) involuntary, hence he’s always the first to offer his room as a quiet ‘calm-down’ spot.

— he found out you were a little when you found him at a party, sobbing and begging for ‘mummy’. he then proceeded to let you drag him around until you both found nancy. needless to say, while he was confused (until further explanation later on), he allowed his older brother instincts to kick in and shelter you from any flailing arms in the crowd.

— he couldn’t help but tell joyce (and hopper, since he was there smoking on the porch) about your “little side”, and how he’s been your caregiver for awhile.

— joyce and hopper just turning to look at each other before smiling, joyce giving a nod. “that’s great, honey.” (secretly, joyce is thrilled. she’s glad her son is putting himself out there again, and hopper is just as happy, too).

— “johnny? can we go for a drive?” “of course, baby, where’s my keys-“ he would pat himself down until feeling the familiar jingle in his back pocket. “there! let’s go!” <3

— he knows any of the boys driving helps you regress, car rides being a huge help for easing you into a small headspace. however, particularly when jonathan drives, that’s when you feel the smallest. he drives slow, carefully and precise, talking to you sweetly the entire ride. sometimes he’s left to carry you back inside after you fall asleep.

— he likes that you’re one of the first people you cling to or hide behind when you’re anxious or nervous; he likes being the ‘protective-but-awkward’ older brother who would do anything to protect his little one.

robin …

— big sister vibes!!!

— always the first person you go to for treats or help with hanging up a drawing on the fridge, since you know she’s the least strict.

— robin loves to learn about age regression on her own time to be super duper informed on how it works, how the group can support you, where to buy certain products to help you, etc. she just cares so much!! <3

— lots and lots of praise <333

— robin always reminds the group of your presence, typically she’s the one who speaks up about you needing something, etc. her and jonathan are the best at sensing what you need to calm down when you’re really little.

— “she’s a baby, dingus! you can’t just curse like a f- freaking sailor!”

— usually gives into your puppy dog eyes the easiest, bonus if she gives into you around steve.

— “come on, look at her- she’s adorable, steve.” (in response to her letting you eat a bag of gummy bears before supper, steve walking into the whole scene) “yes, i’m well aware.” (he pretends to be annoyed but really, he’s resisting the urge to let his Dad Authority™️ crumble from how cute you look sitting on your knees, knuckles deep in the bag of gummy bears with a toothy grin).

— surprises you often with little trinkets/toys/accessories <333

— likes to join in on the teasing when she’s the only one left to partake <333 finds it so cute when you beg her to “save you” from a brutal tickle fight but see her sit in a nearby armchair to watch with a lazy smile instead. SO CUTE!

— often joins nancy in babying you or dressing you up (however, just to tease the boys, nancy calls it ‘girl time’ where only robin and her can baby you) (of course the boys don’t mind but they can’t help but occasionally peer through the crack in nancy’s door to see all of you having a tea party).

— “robbie?” “yes, bugaboo?” <3

— robin loves being a safe older sister who you can babble away to. she likes when you sit in her lap and let her brush your hair while muttering about all your tiny thoughts.

— “i asked robbie!” “robbie said i could!” “robbie already said i was allowed!” (yeah… robin maybe gives into your cuteness a little too much)

— knows you like to try and “fit in” with the others, often trying to sit out on the porch with the boys when they’re sharing a joint or having a couple beers, so she’ll gently direct you away and wipe your tears (caused by being “left out”), secretly siding with you to make you giggle.

— “the boys think they’re sooo cool, don’t they?” “uh huh, but we’re cooler! we’re the- the coolest robbie!” <333

— robin and steve always love when you try and sneak into their work, amused at your attempts to slide in with other customers to ‘surprise them’. robin plays into the game, pretending you’re just a random customer when you shyly walk up to the counter. until you whine, tugging the counter lock and pouting, so robin swiftly scoops you up over the counter with a smile. “aw, i’m just joking, little love.” she chuckles, sharing a playful smirk to steve who’s leaning against the cash register, shaking his head with a grin.

#steve harrington agere #stranger things age regression #stranger things agere #robin buckley agere #jonathan byers agere #nancy wheeler agere #eddie munson agere

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eds4bunny · 2 years

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⁺˳✧༚ secrets ˚✧₊⁎

premise: you find eddie's secret stash of candy! pairing: caregiver!eddie munson x regressed!gn!reader word count: 467 warnings: mentions of weed, that's really all !! extra: SORRY THIS IS REALLY BAD AHHH i wrote it at like 1am and rushed so i could go to sleep!!! also not proof read wahh ill fix any mistakes when i wake up !!!

you kicked your feet in your chair excitedly, smiling as you saw eddie's van pull near the trailer through the window.

he had left to go to the store real quick to grab some cupcake mix for the two of you, as you were having a pretty stressful day, and he wanted to cheer you up.

you got up, throwing open the door and yelling out an excited greeting as he shut the van door, making his way towards you with a food lion grocery bag in his ring-covered hands. "hi, you're back!!" you cheered, running towards him and giving him a huge hug.

"awh, hi honey! i missed you." eddie gave you a big smile, patting your head softly with his non-occupied hand. "up?" you gave him your best puppy dog eyes, tugging on his shirt. eddie chuckled, bending down a little bit to pick you up with one hand, as you wrapped your legs around his waist, hiding your head in his neck. he continued walking towards the trailer, setting down the bag for a second so he could open the door, he used his leg to keep the door open while he reached back down to grab the bag, quickly moving inside. "ready to make some cupcakes bunny?" eddie set you down in the kitchen, placing the bag down on the counter at the same time. you nodded excitedly, reaching into the bag and taking out the cake mix carefully reading over the instructions on the back. "so what do we need baby?" he preheated the oven, then looked back at you.

"mm, water, vegetable oil, and 3 eggs daddy!" you smiled as you watched him grab all the ingredients and a bowl. "ready?" ______________ you were cuddling with eddie on his bed, blushing as he kissed your head over and over and told you how sweet you were to him. eddie was truly the best thing that happened to you, the best caregiver you could ever ask for, you didn't know what you did for him to fall so madly in love with you.

as you guys were talking, you heard the oven timer go off. eddie knew you were tired, so he decided to let you stay in bed while he went to go get them out of the oven and into the fridge so they could cool down. "i'll be right back, bunny, stay put!" he tried to press another kiss to your cheek, giggling as you sneakily moved your head so his lips met yours. "mmm'kay! hurry back, wan' cuddle more!" you thought you sounded normal, but to eddie, he just heard a bunch of babbling which he found adorable. he smiled again, nodding before getting off the bed and wondering out of his room. ______________ eddie was taking awhile in your tiny brain, even though he'd only been actually gone for about two minutes. lazily, you rolled onto his side of the bed and sat up, rubbing your eyes for a few seconds. when you finally placed your feet off the bed, you felt a plastic bag under your foot, mostly hidden by the bed covers. originally, you got startled for a second, but giggled to yourself as you realized what it was and how you were just being silly. hopping off the bed, you pulled the covers up so they weren't covering the bag anymore, and gasped once you saw what was in the giant plastic bag. a bunch. of candy. a bunch. you thought it would be gross weed or something, but this was so so much better! grabbing the bag, you jumped back onto the bed and began munching away happily, stimming as you kicked your legs. suddenly, eddie came in and let out a playful sigh as he saw you eating a starburst. "oh well, that was supposed to be one of your secret suprises later, but i guess the cat is out of the bag, huh?"

#eddie munson agere #eddie munson #safe agere #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things agere #agere x reader #age regression x reader #age regression #sfw agere #stranger things age regression #eddie munson x reader agere #www://strangerthings #www://eddiemunson

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buttercupagere · 1 year

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nancy wheeler agere board, for anon!

#agere moodboard #age regression moodboard #agere board #moodboard #age regression #agere #stranger things agere #fandom agere #nancy wheeler #nancy wheeler agere #stranger things #stranger things age regression

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thebanishedkas · 2 years

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## EDDIE MUNSON ⋆｡˚

★ NSFW + KINK DNI ! ★ CG, HE HIM IN AND OUT OF RP ★ FEEL FREE TO SEND IN AN ASK BABBLING YOUR TINY LITTLE HEART OUT! <3 ★ OPEN TO BABYSITTING LITTLES AT ANY TIME! ★ 100% SFW ★ NINETEEN ★ DMS OPEN !

#stranger things agere #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson agere #eddie munson age regression #stranger things age regression #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things s4 #sfw agere #sfw age regression #eddie x reader #eddie munson rp

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thorin-baby-bear · 1 year

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Candy

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Not requested

Fandoms: Stranger Things!!

Summary: Jonathan got a lot of candy, but Argyle wants him to get some sleep

“Someone got a lot of candy this year, huh little guy?”

Jonathan sat at the table, setting his candy conquests out in front of him in neat piles while Argyle smiled down at him. Steve was sitting across from him with Robin, trading candy back and forth somberly. Jonathan smiled up at his boyfriend and nodded, offering him a Reese's Cup. Argyle’s grin widened and he accepted the treat willingly, popping it into his mouth with an exaggerated *chomp* that made Jonathan giggle. “Johnny!” Steve said suddenly, waving something wildly over his head, something thin and long…

Jonathan’s eyes lit up in recognition. “Ya got one??” He cried, jumping from his chair and rushing to Steve’s side to see the candy closer. The other boy nodded fast, holding out the stick to his friend as Robin watched in awe. “You’re just gonna give it to him?” She whispered. Steve looked between her and Jonathan before looking curiously at Jonathan’s candy pile. Jonathan looked at the candy being held out to him and nodded, walking to his candy piles and rummaging through them for a moment before pulling out what seemed to be a giant kit kat. Steve’s face split into a wild grin and he held out the stick (which Argyle could now tell was a Pixie Stick.)

The two boys made their trade happily and went back to their seats, Jonathan staring lovingly at his new treat while Steve began to split the KitKat in half for him and Robin, who was very content to keep sneaking sweets from his pile. Argyle watched apprehensive as Jonathan looked at the Pixie Stick, that was a little too much sugar a little too close to bedtime. “Hey, bud?” Argyle said, smiling when Jonathan looked up at him with big, happy eyes. "How about we leave that for tomorrow, yeah? I want you to get at least a little sleep tonight." Jonathan's shoulders slumped. He looked at his prize and then back up at Argyle in disappointment.

"But… pixie stick?" He said quietly, his eyes wide. Argyle pursed his lips and shook his head. He would not fall for the puppy dog eyes, Jonathan actually did need his sleep for school tomorrow. The boy looked sadly down at his lap and placed the pixie stick on the table before crossing his arms sullenly. Argyle sighed and reached down to ruffle Jonathan's hair, but the other ducked out of the way. He knew that Jonathan was just tired and a little disappointed, but still, Argyle hated seeing him so sad.

Slowly, Argyle kneeled down and placed a gentle hand on Jonathan's knee. Steve and Robin watched quietly from their side of the table, eating their candy bar and whispering to each other as Jonathan sulked. "Hey little dude," Argyle started, "I know you're disappointed, but you can't let it ruin your whole night, yeah? Who knows, maybe I've got something a whole lot cooler than some sugar tube planned." Jonathan paused, looking up at his caregiver skeptically. "Cooler than pixie sticks?" He asked. Argyle nodded, gesturing towards the shelf where he kept his vhs tapes. Jonathan gasped his eyes wide. Steve and Robin watched on, intrigued.

“For reals?” Jonathan cried, “But you said no tapes never!” Argyle chuckled and ruffled Jonathan’s hair. “Yes, for reals, and no I didn’t, I only said you couldn’t touch ‘em with your grubby paws, dude.” Jonathan giggled, placing the pixie stick gently on the table before rushing over to the tape shelf, followed closely by his friends who were immediately clamoring to watch their favorite movies, most of which Argyle probably didn’t even have. In the end, Jonathan decided on Monster Squad, and then the group was in the living room sitting on Argyle’s couch. The movie went on for a while, but after hours of Halloween fun, all four of the group ended up falling asleep not even halfway through. And that’s how Eddie and Nancy found them the next morning, cuddled together on the couch under a bunch of blankets, snoring peacefully while the TV screen flickered.

“Well,” Nancy said, “looks like they had fun.”

Sorry this is late, but I hope ya’ll had a happy Halloween!! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed :))

#fandom agere #agere stranger things #stranger things age regression #jargyle #steve harrington #robin buckley #jonathan byers #argyle #halloween

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lilphoe · 8 months

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Fear of thunder

Me and Eleven were currently with our friends. Hopper told us it's better to stay at Mike's since it will thunder soon and he will pick us up in the morning. Me and El were currently with Mike, Lucas and Will. Dustin wasn't here because he was visiting Susie. We had an extra guest too called Jess who was the girlfriend of Lucas now. I figured out why me and Lucas weren't working out.

It's because I'm gay along with Eleven but it took her a bit longer to figure it out. Mike also discovered he was too and is now with Will. We were all talking currently and tried to reach Dustin but the signal wasn't great at our end.

"I'm just heading to the bathroom," El announced to us making sure we knew.

She always did that even if we said she didn't have to but it made her stress if she didn't so we all said it was ok to her. I guessed it was because of the lab and them wanting to know her every movement. I would probably do the same if I was her. There was a sudden explosion of light outside followed by a crash of thunder making us all jump.

The lights flickered as the rain pounded hard against the windows. We decided to turn on the night light which we charged all day to prepare for this which was a good thing because seconds later the power went out. We kept talking for a bit until Mike pointed something out making us all a bit worried.

"El is taking a while," Mike stated.

I noticed that too and told them I would check up on her. This weather probably triggered bad memories for her. Even if it was years since she had been in the lab, it would take a while before she healed from it. I put my phone flashlight on and went to the bathroom. When I made it I saw she was shaking and crying. I made quiet taps on the door to let her know I was there so I didn't frighten her.

She looked up immediately and made grabby hands at me. I went down to her level and held her tight.

"Loud sound scary, no like," she spoke with shaky breaths.

I noticed she was little, it happened many times before when we started dating. It happened with Mike too but he wasn't so understanding about it. I explained to him when I noticed it and did research. He was a bit more ok with it and I also told the others as well. I'm glad that we had supportive friends. She involuntarily regresses a lot but I know how to make her calm again.

I mean it makes sense why she does since she was experimented on her whole life and never got a proper childhood. Her little age was 0-4 since it was the easiest time for her then.

"Yes little one it is scary but I'm here," I assured her.

I helped her calm by telling her to follow how I breathe and putting her ear against my heartbeat. Once she was calm she needed the bathroom again after the sudden scare so I helped her with that before taking us back to Mike's room. I held her hand the whole way and hummed quietly to distract her.

"She's ok just got scared and slipped into little space," I explained.

I got her little items out which I packed just in case. I had a paci for her, a coloring book along with some coloring tools like coloring pencils, markers and crayons, her favorite play set, her favorite stuffie, her favorite snack and a bottle for tomorrow morning. She had a drink before we left so she was ok right now. I played with her and colored with her which distracted her from what was going on outside.

She used her paci when she felt too anxious. Before we knew it the storm had passed and the electricity was back on. Since it was calm outside now we decided we should sleep. Me and El went to the bathroom first since the little one was tired. I helped her get ready for bed and got myself ready. It didn't take long so we were back in Mike's room pretty quickly.

I packed our stuff away and we went into Mike's sisters room since she was staying with Robin they were a thing now which I think is adorable and Steven is with Jonathan since they both found out they were bi. It was good that we all had someone now even if it took some of us to realise that we liked them. Once we had everything I picked El up and walked to Nancy's room.

I lay El on the bed carefully and put the bag down before getting into the bed myself. El was nearly asleep but still scared from before so I told El a story of a strong girl who found a family. She fell asleep just before the story was over and I held her closely. I fell asleep not long after listening to her calm heartbeat.

#stranger things age regression #little eleven x caregiver max #age regression one-shot #age regressor #sfw interaction only #age regression #dniantiagere #this user is a regressor #sfwageregression

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desolatecure · 10 months

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Eddie shows up unannounced at Steve’s house, not expecting to find a little boy stood in his place. Figuratively.

Age regressor Steve, pure fluff ´ˎ˗

—kink regressors dni

(this is a repost off my twitter page so the format is wacky)

For Steve, it was just one of /those/ days. He didn’t know what they were and it seemingly happened at random, like he couldn’t control it.

Sometimes certain things trigger him, though. Like the time he opened a music box and a lullaby sang softly out of it, sending him into a strange headspace where he felt 10x younger than he really is.

Vulnerable in a thrift shop with only Robin to confide in.

Today, however, he had made himself comfortable on the couch after flipping the tv on and finding that the channel selected had been the kids channel, and as it flickered to life he heard the theme of scooby-doo ring out.

He was too comfortable to change it, finding himself immersed in the show, giggling along to it and curling up more on the couch as he chewed on the edge of his blanket.

When the doorbell rang, Steve jumped and the blanket slipped from his mouth as he sat up.

“Stevie! You home? I can see your car, man.” Eddie’s voice made Steve gasp and shoot up off the couch, racing to the foyer.

“Eddie!” Steve swung the door open, blanket wrapped around his shoulders, nearly slipping on the shiny floors with his socked feet.

“Oh- hey, sorry. Didn’t call before I came, I know. Dreadful etiquette.” Eddie chuckles, stepping into the house as Steve shuts the door behind him.

“You up for a smoke? Brought a six-pack too.” Eddie holds up the case of beer and grins.

The grin falters when he looks back at Steve’s face, eyes wide like he has no idea what Eddie’s talking about. “Whuh- huh?” Eddie frowns as he walks into the kitchen, Steve following in tow.

“You alright, sweetheart?”

Steve nods and giggles in response. “Like when you say that.” Eddie’s eyes widen, then he furrows his brows, leaning against the counter.

“How old are you feeling, Stevie?” Steve just sits at the kitchen bench and sways his feet, thinking about it.

“Dunno… maybe..” Steve bites his lip and his face scrunches up as he counts on his fingers, holding up 4 of them, then 3, then back to 4. “Dunno, sorry.”

Eddie nods, face twisted in thought. “It’s alright, that’s good. Thank you for telling me, baby.”

Steve’s face lights up and Eddie smiles, ruffling his hair. Steve squeaks, batting his hands away with a pout. “Don’t touch my hair!”

Eddie snorts, holding his hands up in surrender. “I see you’re still a little Princess about your hair. Alright, have you eaten?”

Steve thinks for a second, glancing behind him towards the loungeroom. “Uhm.. yeah.” Eddie raises an eyebrow, taking one step towards the room before Steve’s giggling and standing up, pushing Eddie back and further away from the loungeroom.

“No, Eddie! Don’t look! Not for you!” Eddie can’t help but grin at the happy, carefree look on Steve’s face and he laughs with him.

“What are you hiding in there, huh?” Eddie pushes past Steve and jogs over to the loungeroom and gasps dramatically.

“Steven!”

“You’re hoarding chocolate bars, so naughty!” Eddie laughs breathily, as he walks up to the coffee table, taking in Steves little setup.

There are 2 wrappers littering the table, 3 unopened and one opened bar laying lonely on the couch where it looks like Steve was sitting.

“Is this all you’ve eaten, bub?” At Steve’s silence, Eddie turns around and his heart aches at the sight.

Steve standing nervously in the threshold, eyes bubbling with tears as he chews his thumb, seeking out some kind of comfort.

“Woah- hey, Stevie- What happened?”

Steve’s breath shudders and his lip wobbles, everything about the sight makes Eddie’s heart break in two.

“Didn’t mean to- I swear-” Eddie frowns, rushing over to Steve, gently wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“Baby! Sweetie, it’s okay. You’re okay, don’t even worry about it.”

“Jus’ don’ know how to cook very well..” Steve sniffles, rubbing his eyes with his fists and Eddie gently scolds him for it, pulling his hands away. “Please don’ call me that, though. Hate it.”

“Oh, baby,” Eddie sighs, “Which one?”

“ ‘Teven… Only get called that when m’naughty.”

Eddie pets Steve’s hair, leaning to place a kiss on the top of his head. “I’m sorry, honey. Thank you for telling me though, look how good you are!”

Steve giggles a little, pushing Eddie’s hand away from his head.

“Say… Let’s get your tummy full before you go back and watch… scooby-doo?”

“Scooby-doo!” Steve perks up and tries running back into the loungeroom, eager and excited.

Eddie catches him and wraps his arms around Steve’s waist before he can escape, laughing and dragging him back.

“Nuh-uh. Come on, silly boy. If you behave we’ll order pizza.” Steve gasps and squeezes out of Eddie’s hold, rushing into the kitchen.

He rummages through the pamphlets of all the restursnts and waves the pizzeria’s number in Eddie’s face.

“Please! Jus’ cheese?” Steve smiles at Eddie and he can’t even think about saying no to him.

“Of course little man. You wanna sit sit on the counter and listen?”

Steve grins excitedly and turns, trying to hop up on the counter but Eddie reaches and grabs his waist, guiding him up. “There you go, good. Sit still.”

Eddie calls up the pizza place, smiling and silently giggling at Steve who’s making silly faces at him. He cups Steve’s cheek as he’s speaking into the phone and strokes it with his thumb.

When Steve starts babbling randomly, swinging his feet and giggling at random things Eddie has to hold back an amused laugh, instead he covers the speaker, bringing his finger to his lips.

“Shhh, baby. Just for a minute.” He whispers.

“Okay!” Steve whispers back, very loudly, but he’s got the spirit and that’s what counts.

When the phone call ends, Eddie pats Steve’s thigh and helps him off the counter.

“Let’s go cuddle up on the couch and wait until the pizza gets here, yeah baby?” Eddie takes Steve’s hand and Steve brings Eddie’s finger to his mouth, biting lightly. “Gonna have to get you a chew toy, huh?”

“A what-wha?”

Eddie snorts, quickly filling a water bottle and guiding Steve back over to the loungeroom.

“Sit down there. What do you wanna watch, bub?” He sorts through the accumulation of tapes under the tv cabinet, holding them up so Steve can see.

“Hm… yogi bear?” Steve frowns, and looks at Eddie for confirmation.

Eddie just grins and shoved the tape in the player and sits on the couch. “Good choice, you’re so perfect. My perfect boy.”

Steve smiles contentedly and leans into Eddie, wrapping an arm around his middle, head resting on his shoulder. “Like you s’much, Eds.”

“You’re so cute.” Eddie sighs, pushing Steve’s hair back off his forehead, placing a kiss there.

“I like you too.”

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tiny-merkitty · 2 months

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ur daily reminder that having a caregiver or someone that looks after you while regressed is not necessary for regression and creating "cg forms" for strangers to fill out or looking in unmoderated online spaces is incredibly dangerous!

you wouldn't let someone you barely know look after your child, don't do the same to your inner child.

#this especially applies to age regressors because of the amount of dualcom and just how vulnerable being #regressed makes you.#the idea of “agere only meetups” full of strangers #or “agere forms” for strangers is a very easy way for people with ill-intentions to find people that are mentally vulnerable and use that #there are people that will exploit that. and while i dont say this to scare you i do think more people should be more wary abt these things #that is all goodnight #sfw interaction only #age regression #merkitty babbles

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buckys-little-belle · 1 year

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Oh my gosh I am OBSESSED with your new cg!Garret series! Can you please write a chapter where Joyce brings by cookies or something for a Hellfire meeting, and runs into little bunny, and El doesn’t understand that reader wants their regression to be a secret, and tells Joyce, and little bunny gets super embarrassed but then Joyce comforts them and tells them it’s okay🥺💛

Hellfire Babysitting Club : The Sequel (Part Three)

Pick-Up Problems

Gareth Emerson x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns used) / The Hellfire Club x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns used)

Notes - THIS IDEA HAS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR FOREVER, please know that this request really brought a spark back when it comes to writting <3. I really hope that you like it Bub!!!

Warnings - Little Bunny is "Outed" as a little by El, obviously that might be very touchy for some, please keep that in mind going forward. Very very brief mentions of not great home life, as well as possible Jim Hopper intervention. (It's very vague, and will not be talked about in detail. Please know that it isn't meant to be purposefully triggering, and is just a background theme) fluff, lotssssss of fluff

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW

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The first week of school had gone well, Y/n sticking by Gareth's side as the others learned more about them. Everyone realizing how shy, quiet, and weary their Little Bunny was, and how opposite they were from Little Terror.

The second week of school had been a bit all over the place. Everyone immediately signed up to babysit Little Bunny at school, some choices were easy for Gareth to make. Though El was new to everything she would take Y/n for the first period of the day because they shared an english class. Then Dustin would take over for the second period, his Tech Design class right next to Y/n's math class. Gareth selfishly didn't let anyone take anymore shifts off him, keep Little Bunny to himself for both lunch, and the rest of the day.

He kept telling himself he would give more people the opportunity to take care of Y/n, but he wanted to know Y/n better than everyone else. Hence the obnoxious amount of questions Little Bunny was asked at lunch, during Study Hall, and on the way to science.

"What's your favourite type of juice? Colour? Movie? Class subject? Food? Store? Do you have lot's of toys? Does anyone know you're a little? If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?

And even though he did a good job asking fun questions, plus a few insightful ones, he never asked how they would get home after a DnD meeting. The club met after school and Y/N took the bus.

Little Bunny also never asked, which they regretted as they stood outside the school, their sweater pulled close, backpack sagging, wondering how long it would take to walk.

"Hi there." A sweet voice called, Y/n's eyes meeting the voice's owner as they took a step back. "I'm Joyce, Will and El's mom." She explained after noticing Y/n's confusion.

"Mom!" El called out as she ran over to hug her. "You've met our baby." El beamed.

"Your baby?" Joyce's brow furrowed.

"Yes, Y/n sometimes feels like a baby, so we take care of them." El smiled as she walked to Y/n reaching to hold their hand. "I call them Little Cheese Fingers."

"Oh." Joyce's reaction worried Y/n, the look of confusion feeding into their fear of people finding out. Y/n was about to pull their hand out of El's before Joyce spoke again. "Did Eddie start the Babysitting club again?" She asked with a smile.

"No, but Gareth did." Y/n felt a weight rise of their shoulder as El spoke. "I get to watch Y/n during english." The way she spoke so happily about her duty made Y/n smile, the fear of being a burden dispersing.

"Well Y/n." Joyce began. "Are you waiting for a parent to pick you up?" She asked, as if she just knew Y/n was momentarily stranded.

"No." Little Bunny whispered, Y/n's hand slipping from El's as they suddenly felt alone again. "'m on my own." They held back their tears.

"They take the same bus as us." Will suddenly chimed in, Mike and Dustin following after.

"Okay then it's settled." Joyce wrapped an arm around her son. "You can get a ride home with El and Will." She smiled. "Me or their dad will pick you up, okay?" Y/n nodded their head quickly. "And you two." She pointed to her children. "Better make sure Y/n is safe on the bus." She pulled out her stern voice and it made everyone giggle.

"Yes, Mom." Will rolled his eyes. "They take turns sitting beside me and El." He assured her.

"Y/n likes me more, I give them candy." El accidently gave away her secret weapon, Mike scoffing.

"Really?" He looked at El, then Y/n. "All I have to do is give you candy? Then you'll like me?" His tone was goofy, his eyebrows raised.

"I like choc chips more." Y/n smiled shyly, still uneasy around all the new people, but trying hard to embrace the change.

"Cookies I can do." Mike crossed his arms and smiled, a silent promise to arrive the next day and earn Y/n's friendship.

"You know, Max has a really good cookie recipe." Dustin mumbled. "Maybe Lucas will let us crash his date." Before his sentence was even finished him and Mike began running over to where Lucas and Gareth were chatting.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Joyce laughed.

"Wait!" Gareth yelled out of breath. "I didn't get to say goodbye." He raised a fist for both El and Will to bump, but when he got to Y/n they ran into his arms instead. "Goodbye to you too." He laughed, his arms wrapping around his Little Bunny.

"Do you have everything you need for Y/n?" Joyce's stern tone rung out.

"Yes, Mrs H, we still have lots of stuff left over from Little Terror." Gareth looked down to Y/n who's head was still smushed against his shirt. "Actually does your store have sippy cups?"

"Sippy cups?"

"I know it sounds odd, but ever since Little Terror somehow got juice on the ceiling, handing this one a juice box freaks me out."

"The ceiling?" Will cut in.

"Dude Little Terror once got so much ketchup on Eddie's shirt he had to throw it out. And he wore stained shirts more than he wore clean ones." Gareth added, suddenly very thankful for Y/n's calm demeanor.

"Yes, we have sippy cups, and forks with soft ends, as well as baby wipes." Joyce listed out everything she thought might be useful.

"Great, I'll make sure to stop by." He went to take a step back and walk to his own car, but Y/n clung on. "I've got to go Bunny." He chuckled.

"Me too." The managed to say, their words muffled by Gareth's shirt.

"I have candy." El yelled from the car, Y/n's head suddenly lifted. "Told you it works." She said as Will rolled his eyes and Y/n ran towards them.

"They're very sweet." Joyce smiled as she watched her kids help Y/n get comfortable. "You should come over for dinner more often, and bring Y/n. They look like they could use some more company." she said solemnly.

"Yeah about that." Gareth scratched the back of his neck. "Could you ask Jim to swing by my house after his shift?"

"Sure, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I just have a few questions, that's all."

#age regression fic #age regression #little!reader #hellfire club x little reader #hellfire club #gareth stranger things #gareth x reader #gareth emerson #little reader #little fic #stranger things fic #stranger things age regression #stranger things #gareth x little!reader #Gareth x little reader

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brattytoddler · 8 months

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little!reader in a smoke circle with the older kids (mostly the boys) <3 so so so cute!!

i like to think the girls would be eloquent smokers, reserving the activity for special occasions only (or whenever you wanna light up because they can’t resist your adorable little fuzzy expression after a few puffs), but the boys? they smoke joints all the time (not just from eddie, but jonathan gets the ‘good stuff’ from argyle) and just love to tease you when you’re all high and whiny. especially when you’re high and little, then it turns into a game of how flustered they can make you while still holding a joint up to your lips in between the banter. <333

(note: weed really helps me feel little and relax, so if that’s not your thing, then please don’t read!)

— the boys definitely don’t let you smoke regularly when you’re little; typically only let you smoke if you’ve already been smoking and happened to slip, or if you really wanted to regress and needed some ✨extra✨ help doing so.

— they love to tease you and watch how easily flustered you get. <333

— just because they’re letting you smoke doesn’t mean they don’t baby you the ENTIRE process of you lighting up. holding the joint (or bong) for you, patting your back when you cough, wiping any drool hanging from your lips with their thumb, chuckling, “you’re such a silly baby.”

— whenever you reach for the lighter, eddie guides your wrists away with a soft ‘tsk, tsk, tsk’ as he gently reminds you you’re ‘too little for that’ and to ‘let daddy do that for you’.

— definitely tease you about drooling after hitting the bong. you’d cough after eddie pulls the bong away, string of drool connecting your lips to the rim of the bong as jonathan wipes any drool dribbling to your chin while steve just chuckles behind his hand, cockiest smirk on his face.

— “aw, maybe she’s too little.” steve fake pouts, crossing his arms with a teasing smile as you frown and stomp your foot. “stevie, stop- you’re being mean.” you whine, as the boys all giggle. <3

— steve and eddie like to downplay your ‘adulthood’ a lot and take advantage of how tiny you get by talking all sweet, convincing you that you really are just a precious little baby. <3

— jonathan always watches the banter the entire time, occasionally chiming in to either defend you from the constant babying (depending on if he wanted to “have mercy”) or justify the boys teasing you because ‘come on, it’s adorable, baby.’

— “eddie!” you scoffed, crossing your arms with a huff. “i am not a ba- mmfgh!” you furrow your brows as eddie pops a pacifier into your mouth, all of the boys chuckling at how your eyes almost instantly flutter shut, lidded as you look up lazily, the soothing suckle of the binky between your lips making you smaller and smaller with every ‘thck, thck, thck’ noise. <333

— “sorry, what was that, sweetheart?” eddie cooed with a smirk, caressing your cheek and watching how you leaned into his touch immediately, pacifier still bobbing in your mouth. “you were saying something about… i can’t remember.” he snickers playfully, kissing your forehead.

— the girls (robin, nancy) join the circle later on after you’ve already smoked a few joints with the boys, giggling at your toothy grin and red face.

— “boys! what have you done to my baby?” nancy giggles, prying the almost-finished joint out of your fingertips as you pout. “aw honey, i think you’ve had quite enough,” she kisses your forehead with a smile.

— the group sits in a circle, lighting a joint and passing it in the typical puff-puff-pass ritual, but because nancy and robin now sat on either side of you, they would purposely skip over you occasionally just to see you pout and whine to ‘give it back!’

— “you want this?” robin inquiries, holding the joint between her fingers to take a looong inhale, exhaling it upwards before looking back down at your pleading eyes with a giggle. “is this what you want baby?” you nod feverishly, bouncing up and down in your seat with your hands tugging at your shirt hem. “yes! i wan’ it- please robbie!”

— the girls share a glance with each other, looking to the boys who were smiling the entire time, enjoying the show. robin smiled, gently propping your chin up with her middle finger as she held your cheeks with her index and thumb. you pouted as she squeezed gently, lips hurting as you puffed the joint presented to your mouth.

— eddie is the type of person to just share his thoughts out loud, which is not great when most of them revolve around teasing you. usually when eddie starts his banter, that provokes steve (and occasionally jonathan) to join in as well. but with the girls? oh boy.

— nancy purposely gets super attentive at your hazy state, loving your little involuntary happy whines from being so faded. robin just adores playing with you and seeing how much cuter you look high and furrowing your brows at the simplest tasks (tasks that you could do little, too. like cleaning up your toys).

— because you drool and cough, the teasing will simply never stop. steve makes it a point to call out your wheezing every damn time, too.

— “see? she’s waaay too little,” steve playfully smirks, seeing you cough violently after jonathan helped you somewhat pull your bowl (holding the bong for you, too). “she can’t even pull her bowl, needin’ johnny to finish it for you, huh?”

— sometimes, you like to bite back at the teasing. but, that always backfires terribly. it either ends in you running away from the ‘tickle monster’ or alternatively, more intense teasing. <333

#steve harrington agere #stranger things age regression #stranger things agere #robin buckley agere #eddie munson agere #jonathan byers agere #nancy wheeler agere

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eds4bunny · 2 years

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oh, aurora? she’s off limits, that’s eddie’s girl.

- dni/byf - writing guidelines - tag navigation

- eddie munson - steve harrington - others

- recent: “ coming soon ,,

- current thought: eddie givin’ me kisses!!

#info ♡;#eddie munson agere #eddie munson #safe agere #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things agere #agere x reader #age regression x reader #age regression #sfw agere #stranger things age regression #eddie munson x reader agere

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buttercupagere · 1 year

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agere board for a caregiver steve harrington, with dark red and blue, and a fidget toy! requested by @cayden-grayson-mitchell

i hope the bottom middle picture is the right color. it's supposed to be dark blue like the others, but desktop is glitching and making it look purple for me. hopefully it's just a me issue!

#agere moodboard #age regression moodboard #agere board #moodboard #agere #age regression #board #stranger things agere #stranger things age regression #steve harrington #caregiver steve harrington #caregiver #fictional caregiver #fandom agere

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little-snuggle-bug · 3 months

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Stranger things agere mood boards :) <3

I have learned to use Picsart I have become unstoppable >:)

#safe agere #sfw agere #agere community #sfw age regression #agere fandom #fandom agere #age regression #agere #stranger things agere #agere stranger things #agere moodboard #agere moodbaords

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stranger-stimmies · 2 years

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"Hey,, where's Seth?"

"With Dustin and Eleven,,, again."

Hi! You can call me Seth or Lambie!

I write fanfic kinds of stuff! (headcanons, drabbles, ect.!)

Dm for requests!

What i WILL do ;;

fluff

agere

comfort (for minor/light topics, such as a scraped knee or not being able to find a stuffie,)

headcanons

short fics

paci edits every once in a while!

Stimboards!!1!1 (YES PLS SEND ME STIMBOARD REQUESTS IM BEGGING YOU GRRRR SNAGRHQGRGQ)

ASK! ;;

general comfort (depressive episodes, shutdowns, slight mentions of ED's, ect.)

certain add-ons(?) to characters (mental illness, injury, asd/add/adhd ect.)

NOPE. (and probably blocked if requested) ;;

NSFW of ANY KIND.

Diapers (just the character wearing one is fine, but i wont rlly do anything with it. body stuff makes me uncomfy,,)

Abusive/Toxic relationships

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Anything else i didnt mention? Ask in dms!

Also, use dms to request! (i have no idea how tumblr works 💀)

I can write for most characters! So feel free to drop by and give me a lil message in my DMS, ya' know? <3

#stranger things #stranger things agere #stranger things age regression #requests #STIMBOARD REQUESTS #send seth stimboard requests 2022 #im begging #thinger strangs #stimboard #headcanons #stranger things headcanons #fanfic #SNARGAGRGA #grrr #stimboard requests...#>:)#age regression #age regressor

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eddiesbug · 2 years

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hi! could you do a daddy eddie x little female reader? the scenario would be she acts up and gives a bunch of attitude which is breaking a rule so she has to get punished or if you don’t do that how about she has a bad dream and eddie comforts her? thank you!!

thank u for the req!

content warnings: age regressed reader, fem!reader, tantrums, eddie is super patient and calm and just the best<3

“No!” you shout, thrashing in Eddie’s grip as he desperately tries to pull his t-shirt fully over your head. Tears drip from your waterlogged lashes every time you flail and you whimper, shielding your face with your arms in an effort to evade Eddie’s grip on you.

You’d be cute if you weren’t so hellbent on screaming the place down, and Eddie is frustrated beyond belief - he doesn’t know what you need to calm down. He gave you the shirt in an effort to soothe your brewing fit, but it seems to have become the catalyst for it instead. Lifting you off of his lap, he sits you on the couch, jaw clenched.

“Enough! Sit. Down. And put the shirt on, angel.” The sheer ire in his voice stops you short and you reluctantly slip the worn material over your head and frown, avoiding Eddie’s eyes. His voice softens once you’ve obliged. “Ten minutes in the time-out chair, sweetheart.”

“Daddy, ‘s not fair!” You immediately burst into another tantrum at the mention of a punishment. “Not goin’ in the stupid chair!” He scoops you into his lean arms, forcibly placing you in the chair crouching at your eye level. His tone leaves no room for argument but you whinge regardless.

“Every time you get off the chair, it’s an extra five minutes.”

You huff, scooting round until your back is to him and hunching your shoulders. He tries his best to catch your eyes but you’re already in full sulking mode, arms folded angrily.

You stare blankly at the wall, brow furrowed in a way that Eddie finds totally adorable, for the full ten minutes, and when it’s up, he rubs your shoulder, placing a chaste kiss atop your head.

“You’re all done, princess.” You sniffle in response, jutting your bottom lip slightly. Standing, you set yourself in front of him and gaze up at him through doe eyes. He mimics your pout and you bat at his chest.

“Mean…”

“You were being a little bit mean to Daddy, angel.” Eddie chides. “I gave you the shirt to make you feel better and when you screamed like that, it hurt my feelings.” His calm and gentle explanation of your bad behaviour carves an uncomfortable feeling into your chest and you cast your eyes down shamefully. His hand finds your cheek, lifting you back up to look at him; he coos reassuringly, kissing the corner of your mouth when he finds you teary eyed.

“‘m sorry, Dada,” you hiccup. “Didn’ mean to upset you. Was bad of me.”

“I’m not upset with you, my angel. You took your punishment and it’s forgotten about now, alright?”

“Pinky?”

“Pinky.” He holds his pinky finger out, letting you loop your own through it. “C’mon. You wanna cuddle with Dada?”

“P’ease.”

He laughs as you clamber on top of him on the couch, tucking your whole body into his and nestling into his welcoming embrace. Your arms go straight round his middle, linking behind him, and your face presses underneath his, your lips on his jawline.

“I sorry, Dada.”

“Shh, shh,” he murmurs. “It’s forgotten about. Just wanna cuddle with my baby girl.”

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