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angelbaby-fics · 8 months

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Safe Haven

Pairing: CG!Steve Harrington x Little!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: my first stevie h. fic!! my wonderful ♡ anon inspired me not just to write for him but also to rewatch season 3 which i forgot how much i loved 💕 i wanna start writing for robin because even the little bit that she appears here was so fun to write tbh!! warning for an almost swearword lol but other than that i hope its super fluffy and that you guys enjoy!!

You didn't mind the days that Steve worked. Most days, you called up Dustin and the gang, or Nancy, or Eddie, or you just stayed home by yourself and kept busy with any number of hobbies and activities. Today was different though; lightning ripped through the skies of Hawkins, rain spitting down so hard it nearly drowned out the cracks of thunder that interrupted your every thought. You could feel the anxious regression creeping up on you, and although you'd normally be fine being in little mode unattended in the safety of your home, but with the storm outside turning the daylight black, home didn't feel so safe anymore. Before you could get too little and before the storm could get too heavy, you were grabbing your bag and pulling on your heaviest hoodie, tucking the laces into the sides of your shoes to avoid the stress of tying them as you set out on your journey to Starcourt Mall.

Just the walk from your house to the covered bus stop had you soaked through to your shirt, and you shivered in the seat as the bus trundled down the slick streets towards the mall. You blinked your eyes, and repeatedly made fists and unfurled them, desperately trying anything to distract you from crying before you could make it to the back rooms of Scoops Ahoy. Normally you didn't like to bother Steve at work, no matter how many times he reassured you that you were always welcome there, but you felt this was rational option for you given the situation.

When the bus pulled up to the front of the mall, you lined up with the other passengers before sprinting the gap between the bus and the covered entrance. Once inside the dry safety of the indoors, your body mindlessly guided you to Scoops, the illuminated sign shining like the sun you needed so desperately today. Despite the weather being anything but summery, it seemed like everyone in Hawkins was getting ice cream this afternoon, and with your fear of being a bother far stronger than your need for comfort right now, you opted to sit at an unoccupied table in the front corner of the shop, furthest away from the counter.

Opening your backpack, you pulled out your notebook and a gel pen, hoping to distract yourself until the crowds died down. You could hardly keep your attention on the page for more than 15 seconds, flicking your eyes up to the counter and hoping to catch Steve's sooner rather than later. Your prayers were answered as he handed a double chocolate cone the next woman in line, his gaze scanning the remaining customers just as you'd popped your head up to check on him for the fiftieth time. His eyes got wide when he saw your distraught face silently pleading for his attention, and he intended to give you just that. Steve gave you a reassuring nod before holding a finger up to the next customer in line, and then disappeared into the back room. Moments later, he returned with Robin, who took over cash register duty while Steve circled around the counter and speed-walked over to you.

"Honey bun, you doing alright?" He asked softly, already recognizing your fragile state and not bothering with pleasantries as he slid into the booth next to you.

"Yeah," you nodded, "just wanted to see you, that's all."

"Are you sure? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Steve took one of your hands in his .

"No, its okay." You lied. "You can go back to work, I'm alright just sitting here."

Steve saw through you instantly. He knew exactly what you were feeling and exactly what you were needing now. He looked up at Robin, capably handling the next customers in line, and stood up with your hand still in his.

"Yeah, no, that's bull, come on baby." He started to tug at your hand.

Not wanting to argue, nor to be left without the warmth of Steve's grip, you gathered your things and stood up with him, letting yourself be led to the back room of Scoops Ahoy.

You'd never been back here before, and although you didn't really have any expectations to begin with, they certainly weren't exceeded. The employees only break area was bleak and grey, a single table in the center of the room, a big industrial sink, several humming freezers and fridges, and wiry metal shelves were the only things there; but it was quiet, and it was unoccupied. Steve brought you over to sit in at the table in a cold metal chair, digging through your bag and setting out all of your pens in a colorful array, and opened your notebook to a fresh page. Then, he went over to one of the fridges and pulled out a cold water bottle, as well as a bottle of apple juice, and he set them both on the table as well. Finally, he crouched next to you, taking your chin softly in his hand.

"I gotta go back to work now, okay baby? But I'll be back before you know it."

You nodded, and Steve continued speaking to you.

"We close at 8:00pm." Steve grabbed one of your gel pens and drew a little picture on the corner of the notebook page. "So when the clock looks like that, we can go back home and cuddle all night long. You can even help me lock up the shop if you want, how's that sound baby?"

"Okay dada," you whispered, and Steve pressed a soft kiss to the tip of your nose.

"That's my little bumblebee. I'll just be through that window right there if you need me for anything at all."

And with one more kiss, Steve was back to work. After a few more reassuring glances from him through the partition window, you finally felt at ease enough to start drawing in your notebook, now comfortable passing the time until Steve was off work. With the tension finally released from your anxious body, you lost yourself in your art, coloring little animals, stars and planets, flowers, bugs, and ice cream cones. Before you knew it, you heard Steve's voice call out to the customers still enjoying a late evening treat.

"Alright everybody, Scoops Ahoy is officially closed. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!"

Sure enough, the clock on the wall matched the picture Steve had drawn. Your attention was drawn to the door as Robin walked into the back room, grabbing her bag and a soda from the fridge.

"See ya, kiddo!" She said, flashing a peace sign at you as she went back out to the front of the store, waving to Steve as she exited. "Thanks for closing up."

Steve waved back as Robin mingled into the crowd of shoppers all on their own way back home, then turned to you.

"I just gotta clean up a few things before we go," he said, leaning through the window, "but before I do, may I take your order?"

You grinned widely before turning back to your notebook, scribbling out a drawing of your favorite ice cream flavor absolutely covered in toppings. You ripped out the page and handed it to Steve.

"Coming right up baby!"

You happily munched on your ice cream while Steve closed up boxes of toppings and stacked them on the shelves. When the back room was clean, he helped you put your pens away and carried your backpack and ice cream out to the front of the store so you could stay close to him while he wiped off each of the tables, mopped the floors, and closed out the cash register. Finally, Steve helped you throw away the trash from your ice cream, hoisted your backpack onto his shoulder, and held your hand as you slid out from the booth. You walked together to the front of the store, where Steve stopped and turned to you.

"Would you like to do the honors, honey bun?" He asked, motioning towards the big light switch that controlled the fancy neon sign in the entranceway.

You nodded, reaching up on your tiptoes to flip the switch, and suddenly the empty mall became a lot darker around you. Steve noticed you tense up and immediately, his hand was back in yours.

"Don't worry baby. I've got you. You're safe with me." He said, holding you tight as he led you to the garage, and not intending to let go of you for a very long time.

#steve harrington x little!reader #steve x little!reader #cg!steve #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve x little!reader #steve harrington #daddy!steve harrington #daddy!steve harrington x little reader #stranger things agere #chloe's fic

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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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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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honeybeewritings · 1 year

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das a bad word!!

✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: little one thinking swearing is funny, hurt cg(minorly), implied swearing(swearing makes me uncomfortable)

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!steve x little!gn!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 310 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: stevie swears for the first time in front of his little one

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for my 100 follower celebration, today is the last day to send in blurb requests

stevie never ever ever ever ever not ever swears in front of his baby. his angel. his little one.

he was doing something in the kitchen when he accidentally hurt himself. he swore loudly and started sucking on his finger when he saw you.

you two stared at each other for a few moments before you started giggling. steve thought you would have immediately tried helping him but he was surprised when you pointed at him and screamed "f-!"

he managed to cover your mouth before you actually got the word out. you pouted at him because he kept you from saying a new word.

"'m a big kid stevie! i can say it!" you tried, stomping your little foot and crossing your arms.

steve gave you a stern look before responding. "you're a big kid? then you won't mind watchin' some horror-"

"no!" you screamed, gripping you stuffie. "don' wanna watch those." you whined. "wanna watch my shows."

"i thought you said you were a big kid angel."

you pulled a face. "no not yet."

"good. let's watch cartoons then. i'll clean up in the kitchen and bring snacks." he said, ruffling your hair.

you smiled and flopped on the couch, watching the already playing show. steve soon came in with some fruit, veggies, and fun snacks. he put them on the coffee table and he let you cuddle into him.

"fanks stevie. 'm sorry."

"for what?"

"arguin'."

steve smiled and kissed your forehead. "no worries little love. no swearing okay? stevie's sorry for doin' it in front of you."

"das otay." you smiled, wrapping your arms around your cg. "is funny."

"no it's not."

you made a serious face. "no it's not."

you and stevie watched all the cartoons that day. all the ones meant for kids. he didn't want any accidents to happen again.

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jjtheresidentbaby · 10 months

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!!!! Hi! Would you be able to write something with Eddie Munson or Aaron Hotchner as caregivers? They're both heavy comfort characters for me, and I honestly love how you write Aaron!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pick a toy ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹

|| eddie munson x reader

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“You have to stay close baby, don’t want you gettin’ lost on me.” Eddie grins down to you, coming to take your hand and lead you away from the shelf of toys you’ve become entranced in. The stores fully stocked today, Joyce having just told you both that all the supplies in the back has been unloaded so nothing should be unavailable.

“What’re we gettin?” You ask and shuffle a little faster to keep up with Eddie’s quick steps.

“A few things. Some hand cream, a few bottles of orange juice, bread, extra hair ties, and maybe, if you’re good you can pick out a toy.” A beaming smile makes its way across your face hearing how your caregiver sing songs the words.

“I’ll be good! Promise Ed’s!” He reaches to ruffle your hair with his free hand before he starts to pluck a couple bottles of orange juice out of the stores freezer wall. You both go through it within no time flat so you guess it makes sense he’s grabbing so many, though you wonder if Wayne will appreciate the surplus of it suddenly appearing in the fridge.

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The rest of the shopping goes smoothly, sans Eddie knocking over a display of paper towels that Joyce shakes her head at. But the list gets crossed off with each movement through the small store, Eddie fills the basket he carries and is soon leading you both back to the toy aisle. You’re practically vibrating with excitement when Eddie nods to the shelves and tells you to choose something.

There’s so many things, small plastic dragons, stuffed bears, my little ponies, a couple strawberry shortcake coloring books, and a bunch of other things that you take time to meticulously considered. After some minutes and an ask for Eddie’s and Joyce’s opinion, you make a choice and happily skip over to the counter so Joyce can ring you both up.

“You were very good baby, thank you.” You smile brightly to Eddie, bouncing on your feet as he carrie’s the bags of groceries out to the van and allows you to jump a few steps ahead.

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#jj writes #stranger things agere #little!reader #caregiver!eddie #eddie munson #eddie x reader

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koithelittle · 6 months

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cg!steve harrington x little!eddie munson

day 3; a ship you headcanon as regressor x caregiver

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

paci credits; ghostdolly.pacis on ig!

navigation

other moodboards

challenge list (creds; @buttercupagere )

taglist; @jjtheresidentbaby @lillylvjy

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

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babiemunson · 1 year

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eddie munson as a caregiver <3

"hey, kiddo. you feeling pretty small right now? c'mere, let me see. yep - that's a baby right there. oh, you're a big kid, huh? haha. alright. here, how about we make a pillow fort and watch a movie. i've got your stuffie right here, some blankets... yeah, we're all set. then later maybe we can take a walk. i know a spot with some great trees for climbing - y'know, since you're a big kid and all. we can do whatever you want, little bat. i'll keep you safe."

he'd be such a good cg :(

#agere #age regression #stranger things agere #caregiver eddie munson #fandom agere #eddie munson #stranger things #moodboard #agere board #indigo's posts #agere moodboard #age regression moodboard

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soupnwaffles · 5 months

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i never made a follow-up to this post… so why not do it now?

baby stevie is sosososo me and i love him dearly— he’s the sweetest (i.e brattiest) baby in hawkins and wrapped around all of the gang’s fingers :3

headcannons, headcannons, and even more headcannons !!

steve’s headspace is usually somewhere around two! being the protector all the time, he deserves to be the baby for a while:))

he’s a chewer :3 his carer’s always having to run around keeping things out of his mouth— crayons, remotes, car keys— and he just keeps on munching!

even though he’s not allowed to be around sharp objects, his bat’s always somewhere in view, up high on a ledge or past the baby gate, anywhere he can see to keep him grounded

super emotional! he’s very verbal about his emotions when he’s little— if he doesn’t like it, he’s kicking his feet and whining! everyone’s just happy he’s communicating:)

a total sweet tooth. after working at scoops, ice cream is iffy for him, but the junky stuff hopper buys for himself always has a few treats missing… (stevie totally didn’t get into the groceries…)

a total momma’s boy!! joyce, claudia, and karen shower him with toys and dot on him sososo much! whenever he’s small they always clock him— cue them wrapping a blanket over his shoulders and telling the party to quiet down for his sake :)

he and jonathan have a super sweet bond! johnny loves getting to keep his stevie safe and steve loves having johnny to protect him:) plus, he gets to play with johnny’s disposable camera. nancy’s got lots of blurry photos taped up on her wall from them :3

very particular about his textures. big steve is all about the same brands, same styles, same rotation of polos and jeans that he knows won’t upset him— small steve is a different story. there’s been multiple meltdowns all because he slipped fully before he could get out of his icky denim…

needless to say, soft fabrics and feel good textures only !!

he prefers to suck his thumb over a pacifier— much to robin’s germaphobe displeasure. she’s always trying to coax him into using a clean soother but he always gravitates back to his thumb

biggest pouter ever. the second he juts his bottom lip out and it starts to quiver…there’s no going back.

not very imaginative. it’s tough for him to name a stuffie, never mind come up with an elaborate game to play ! thankfully eddie’s always got a mindful of ideas— even if they aren’t all safe…

lalalala, i love stevie !! he’s my sweet little guy aaaaa— now i give these headcannons to you and hope you enjoy them also :33

#agere #fandom agere #stranger things #stranger things agere #agere headcanons #little steve harrington #baby baby boy #stevie how i adore him #!!!#he’s just a tiny guy #:)))#soup speaks

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prncsslulu · 1 month

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25 days of agere moodboards: day eleven: a character to be your caregiver ❥ steve harrington

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ur-fav-is-agere · 1 month

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Jim Hopper from Stranger Things

Is a caregiver!

#stranger things #stranger things agere #ur fav is agere #age regression #fandom agere #sfw #agere #sfw only #sfw caregiver

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angelbaby-fics · 11 months

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Little wanting to adopt a stray (kitty? Dog? Squirrel? Raccoon?) And cg having to say no?? Feels like an Eddie prompt.

eeep one of my favorite ideas!! def one i want to expand on into a full fic!! 141 words

eddie just couldn't believe his eyes - then again, maybe he could. only you of all people were capable not only of luring a wild raccoon into the trailer, but somehow getting a ribbon wrapped around his neck as well. you stood proudly next to wayne's armchair, arms extended towards the creature that looked up at him with pleading beady eyes. "absolutely not." "but he's my best friend!" you clasped your hands together, pleading with eddie to embrace your new pet with open arms the way you had. eddie sighed. "honeypot, you know wild animals have to stay wild." you nodded, bottom lip jutting out as you untied the ribbon and shooed your friend out the door. eddie wiped your tear and smiled at you. "besides," he said, "there's only room for one little critter runnin' around this trailer, and thats you!"

you're invited to my tea party!

#eddie munson x little!reader #eddie munson x reader #little!reader #daddy!eddie x little!reader #cg!eddie munson #stranger things agere #chloe's tea party

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smallghostcorner · 8 months

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Master post

Fanfics:

reader:

ST adults x masc little

Eddie sings you to sleep(cg!eddie gn!little!reader)

Little!eddie x cg!reader lazy morning (fem) (masc)

Cg!Argyle x GN!Little!reader

Cg!Argyle/Steve with a mischievous little

Cg!Argyle x little with lots of trauma

Cg!Eddie x Little!reader(Period cramps)

Cg!Eddie x Ftm!Little

Cg!Eddie x Autistic!Little!Reader(Mild hurt/comfort)

Cg!Reader x Little!Eddie playing nurse(Masc)(Fem)

Cg!Reader x Little!Eddie with the gang(Masc)(Fem)

CharecterxCharecter:

Little!Eddie x Cg!Steve(Nightmare promt)

Little!robin x Cg!Nancy(Park trip)

Little!Billy x Cg!steve(Baby Billy calls Steve mama)

Little!Eddie x The Party(hurt/comfort)

Little!Eddie/Robin x Cg!Steve(Jelousy hurt/comfort)

Little!Eddie x Fruity four(Grumpy baby)

Little!Billy/Eddie x Cg!Steve(Billy loves big bro Eddie)

Autistic!Little!Eddie x Cg!Robin(Thunderstorm hurt/comfort)

Little!Eddie offering his paci(Steve)(Nancy)(Robin)

Little!Eddie x Cg!Steve(Meltdown promt. colab)

Little!Billy/Eddie x Cg!Steve(Scary movie promt)

Little!Dustin/Eddie x Cg!Steve(Dancing promt)

Little!Eddie x Cg!Steve/Dustin(Bratty Eddie promt)

Little!Dustin x Cg!Steve(coming out while little)

Little!Dustin x Cg!Steve(Breakfast fluff)

Cg!Argyle x Little!Will/Jonathan(Play date)

Little!Steve x Cg!Robin(Movie night)

Cg!Vikkie x Little!Robin(Too small to talk)

Little!Eddie x Cg! Wayne(Hurt/comfort)

Little!Eddie x Cg!Wayne(Calling him dad for the first time)

Cg!Murray x Little!Will(Surprise!)

Scare actor!Eddie finds Little!Billy

Cg!Dustin x Baby little!Eddie

Cg!Argyle x Baby!Jonathan(Sick hurt/comfort)

Cg!Eddie x Little!Dustin(Nap)

Cg!Argyle x Little!Eddie(Nightmare hurt/comfort)

Cg!Argyle x Baby!Jonathan(Bath and bed routine)

Dustin x Little!Eddie(Slipping after hellfire)

Little!Eddie/Max/Dustin x Cg!Nancy/Steve(Play date)

Headcannons!:

Cg!Murray(Autistic little)

Cg!Eddie/Steve with a little that stims a lot

Cg!Steve

Little!Billy

Cg!Nancy

Baby!Jonathan

Cg!Eddie/Argyle with little who chews on everything

Cg!Argyle

Eddie Munson(Agere ver)(Autistic little)

Cg!ICP

Stranger Things music

Dustin Henderson

Cg!Monty Gator

Cg!Glamrock Freddy

Cg!Sun/Moon

Cg!Frank Frankly

Cg!Barnaby B. Beagle w/ Big sib!Wally darling

#age regressor #agere little #agere blog #boy agere #sfw little post #sfw littlespace #stranger things agere #sfw age regression #sfw agere #age dreaming #masterlist(sfw)#fandom agere

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little-snuggle-bug · 11 months

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Eddie’s Regression Bag

This took a weird amount of time ngl. I thought this would be low effort but I was mistaken. But ive been thinking up more Eddie head cannons bc he’s my little meow meow.

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tinytalkss · 9 months

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🦇CG!Eddie, Stranger Things🦇

self indulgent this time :) i’m rewatching stranger things, and i like to watch it when i’m feeling little(but not super small)! its a good reminder that regression is unique to each little, and you can do things like swearing, watching horror movies, or play adult video games while small if that’s what helps you feel safe! i think if i could have any stranger things character be my cg, it would be eddie… so here are some headcanons!

caregiver eddie headcanons:

would keep character bandaids in his trailer, and would put them on even the tiniest scrapes because it makes you happy

hangs up your drawings on his fridge or keeps them in his van to show to his friends

always holds your hand when you need reassurance, or just when you cross the street (“hey baby, can you hold my hand while we cross, to be safe?”)

lots of affection, hugs, kisses, and little gifts (“i saw this and thought of you, little munchkin!”)

reallyyyy loves using nicknames!

if you feel extra clingy, he’ll bring you to hellfire and hold you, and would death stare anyone that looked at you weird

would make a big show of getting rid of the “monsters under your bed” if you can’t sleep, spraying them with monster spray (even if it might just be water)

if that doesn’t work, he’d sit with you and hold you until you fell asleep

if you’re regressed to really small (babyspace), he would coo at you constantly and carry you around the trailer to look at things or rock back and forth holding you and humming songs

if you’re regressed to older, like kid ages or teen ages, he’d probably try and play d&d with you or watch a movie that he got from steve and robin

lets you play with his hair, something that nobody else gets to do

realizes when you haven’t regressed in a while and tries to get you to regress…

ex: “where’s my little baby at? i haven’t seen them in a while, do they wanna come play with me? we can watch a movie, or play a game…”

you always end up regressing, he’s very good at making you feel safe and small

loves listening to you babble on about your day, or your favorite show, whatever it is he’ll listen (“hey sunshine, tell me all about your day!”)

drives you around in the van, being careful and driving slow to not make you upset. he even turns on music, and would smile in the rear view mirror and watch you nod to the beat!

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jjtheresidentbaby · 2 years

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Hey could I please request a cg Steve and Eddie with little reader pls? Where the reader gets anxious and bites there lips and nails until they bleed so Steve and Eddie make a chain or bracelet to help stop that? Or them just comforting with anxiety. Thank you and I hope you have a good day :) xxxx

Necklace | Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson x Reader

A/n: I hope you don’t mind me having chewable necklaces be a thing in the 80s

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

Warnings: blood, bleeding lips, anxiety, nicknames

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You bounce your leg restlessly while standing in front of Eddie’s trailer, you feel yourself going small already, getting here on your bike was a struggle of itself but neither of your partners opening the door has you more anxious.

The copper taste of blood hits your tongue before you come to the realization that you’ve chewed on your lips so bad that they’ve started to bleed, again. You try to wipe it off with your sleeve, it does nothing but stain the yellow color of Steve’s sweater that you’ve stolen.

“Y/n! Hey baby I was just about to call and ask if you were on your-.” Eddie stops his fast ramble he was starting into when you don’t immediately follow him inside. Instead you pause over the threshold looking around for Steve, feeling dread twist in your stomach when you don’t see the brunette.

“Woah, Woah, sweetheart you’re bleeding.” Eddie’s right there, taking your face in his hands to stare in concern.

“W-where’s Stevie?” You almost start to cry, blinking widely at Eddie’s soft expression.

“He’s gone to the store but will be back in a minute, are you feeling small?” The mumble in your voice probably gave you away, you nod before letting Munson lead you over to the kitchen where he grabs a tissue for your lips.

“I know I need to get this under control, save the lecture.” It’s always been a horrible habit, one you’ve tried to break multiple times, only to fail at each one.

“It’s okay, Steve might have something that’ll help.” Right on queue, Steve’s bustling through the door with a large paper bag in his arms and a mutter about that door always sticking when he’s carrying stuff.

“You’re here! Great! I got you a gift!” Steve glances at where you hold the tissue against your mouth but moves past it to start digging around in the bag.

“Okay so Robin told me about this thing she got Nance to stop chewing her hair and it sounded perfcet! Tada! It’s a chewable necklace!” Steve grins as he holds the item up, a small circle of blue silicon tied on a black string that loops through the hole between the silicon bit.

Harrington is slipping the item around your neck before you can question how this will help, he takes the tissue away from your lips then shoves the necklace right into your mouth, causing a confused noise to escape your throat. Steve only smiles at you, as if that helps.

“It’s like a teether! Y’know you chew on it instead of your lips but you can use it when you’re big too.” He explains when you and Eddie just stare.

“That’s great, but won’t it break?” Steve shakes his head, picking the item up to bend it with his fingers and show how durable it is.

“Nope, now chew away little one!” Steve exclaims in a tone you’ve only ever heard when Eddie ropes you two into playing dnd, it’s dorky if you’ve ever heard dorky.

“You’re a dork Harrington.”

“Yet you both love me.”

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italiansteebie · 10 months

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also on ao3 // little steve and little rob

Steve was getting ready for Robin to come over, she was little, and Nancy had a job interview so she wasn’t available, and she only called Steve instead of Eddie because Robin was asking for him. He hopes she won’t be disappointed that he’s not little, too. (And maybe if he was honest with himself, he was feeling little, but he spent the last two weeks at Eddie’s, and he didn’t want to bother him again. He could hold off being little while Robin was here, right?)

Not too much longer after Steve had finished making some PB and J’s, he heard the telltale sound of Nancy’s car door, and there was the ringing of the door bell. He heaved a sigh, and willed himself to stay big, he could do this.

He forced on a smile and trudged over to the door. “Robs!” He sang, as he swung open the front door, “Stevie,” she answered, bouncing on her heels, backpack jingling and clinking with the sound of beads and markers. He opened the door wider so she could enter, smiling at Nancy who was waving from her car, shouting a quick, “Thank you!”

Steve shut the door and whirled around to face Robin who was staring at him quizzically, “Not little?” She questioned, raising an eyebrow. Steve shook his head, “Nope.” He gave her a toothy smile. “Sure? Call Ebby?” She asked again, lisp coming through as she shook her backpack towards him. “‘M fine Robs, I feel a little fuzzy but not little, I can handle it, okay?” He said, voice soft, almost pleading. Robin finally let it go, shoulders slumping a little before she sauntered over to the coffee table where she proceeded to dump her back upside down, letting the contents spill over the table.

She patted the space next to where she had plopped down, “Come make bracelets, Stevie.” She giggled, before grabbing some beads and stringing them on to the thread. Steve shook his head fondly, pushing down the fuzziness and sitting by Robin. “Can I make you a bracelet, Robs?” He asked, not planning on taking no for an answer. She nodded her head wordlessly as she focused on her bracelet, tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth as she strung another bead.

They sat for a few minutes, quietly focused on making their respective bracelets, before Robin stood, “Finished!” She sang, shaking the bracelet in Steve’s face, it was colorful and sparkly, and just at the sight of it Steve had to fight the urge to regress. “It’s beautiful, Bobs!” He gasped dramatically, watching as she giggled at his antics, “For you,” she said simply before laying the bracelet on his lap and scurrying away. “I’m hungry, Stevie!” She shouted as she walked away, making her way to the kitchen.

Steve rocked for a minute, zoning out, before he shook his head and stood. He could be big for a day, he could be big for Robin. He let out a heavy breath before following her into the kitchen, thanking his lucky stars he had the thought to pre-make lunch, he doesn’t think he could handle that right now if he was being completely honest, which, yeah. It was worrisome, but he was… Somewhat confident that he could stay big for Robin’s sake. He shook his head once more, hoping that the motion would shake away the feeling of being little.

Robin was looking at him again, the same look she had on her face when she first got here. There was no doubt in Steve’s mind that she knew Steve was having trouble staying big. “Call Ebby?” She asked again, tone gentle. “‘M fine, Bobs. Lets get some lunch, kay?” he suggested, shifting the topic off of him as he reached into the refrigerator to grab the plate of sandwiches.

He was about to place the plate down, but he miscalculated, and it landed on the floor. Pieces of porcelain and sandwiches went everywhere. “Oh no!” He heard Robin shout over the water that seemed to be filling his ears. He stared at the broken plate and the ruined sandwiches, before silently bending down to clean up his mess. He could feel the tears running down his face, and he knew his losing battle with the fuzziness was coming to an end. “Stevie,” Robin said, he looked up to meet her, and he crumpled. “Robbie, need Ebby, pease,” he wailed, wincing as he scratched himself on the broken porcelain. Her eyes widened at the sudden littleness, and scampered over to the phone, wary of the broken plate.

She dialed Eddie’s number as fast as she could, carefully punching in the numbers her fuzzy brain struggled to remember. “Munson’s, this is Eddie,”

“Ebby!”

“Robin? Are you little? Where’s Steve? Nance told me she left you over at his.”

“Ebby, Stevie needs help, hurt.”

“Is he little too?”

“Mhm, mhm.”

“Shit- Shoot, I mean. Stay there Robbie, I’m on my way.”

She hung up the phone, “Kay, Stevie. Called Ebby.” She called over to him, hearing him whimper in response. “You ‘kay, Stevie?” She asked, worried about her little brother. “No, wan’ Ebby.” He replied, sniffling as the tears ran down his face. Robin frowned, she knew Stevie wasn’t okay when she first got here. But Eddie was going to come and make things better, right?

Eddie was there in a matter of minutes, and if Robin weren’t so little, she'd think about how many laws he’d have to break to get there in the time he did, but that doesn’t matter because he’s here now and he’s gonna help. Robin was able to open the door for him and let him in. He squeezed Robin into a hug, “Hey, Robs. You okay? Where’s Steve?” He asked, rubbing a hand up and down her back. She took a breath and started babbling out the story.

“And then the plate fell and went boom! ‘N now Stevie’s in the kitchen and he’s real sad, Ebby.” She finished, shaking her head and pointing to the kitchen, where now that he thought about it, he could hear the soft whimpers Steve was letting out. Eddie sighed, “Okay, why don’t you go sit in the living room and turn on some cartoons. See if you can find Scooby doo, hm?” Robin nodded, smile slowly returning at the mention of cartoons, and wobbled off to the living room. Eddie made his way to the kitchen, relaxing slightly at the sound of the TV turning on.

“Ebby,”

“Oh, Stevie baby.”

The sight was pitiful, Steve was sitting on the kitchen floor, eyes big and round and shining with tears. There was shattered pieces of plate all around him. “I’m comin’ baby, hang on.” Eddie said as he stepped over the mess, watching as Steve held his arms up, waiting for Eddie to come get him. He made grabby hands for the metal head in front of him, melting once he was in Eddie’s warm embrace. “What happened, baby? Why didn’t you call?” Eddie’s chest rumbled as he spoke, and Steve buried his head further into his chest. “Din’ wan’ bother you. Wanna be big for Robbie.” He cried.

“Oh my love, I’ve told you, taking care of you does not bother me. Okay? You could’ve hurt yourself really badly, Stevie. I’d rather be here with you and keep you safe than have you try and be big, especially when you’re feeling so small.” Eddie soothed, squeezing him tighter, letting that deep pressure set in.

Once Steve was calm, and the mess was clean, and everyone was settled in on the couch, Steve had fully regressed, and it was evident in the way he was chewing on Eddie’s shirt while watching cartoons with half lidded eyes. “Hey, Bobs. Can you do me a huge favor?” Eddie asked quietly, smiling when she jumped up and nodded enthusiastically. “Can you go and get Stevie’s paci from his nightstand? He had a big day with lots of feelings and you’d be making him really happy if you did that.” Eddie convinced. He knew it wouldn't take too much, little Robin was always up to the task, especially if it meant helping Steve.

He watched as she bounded up the stairs before shifting his focus back onto Steve. “How you feeling, baby?” He asked softly. “Little,” Steve murmured, slurring around his words. “That’s okay, my love. Bobs is getting your paci for you. Isn’t that so nice of her?”

“Mhm.”

At that moment Robin came bouncing back down the stairs before presenting the soft purple item in front of Steve. “Tanks, Robbie,” Steve lisped as he slipped the item into his mouth. Robin beamed at him before flopping back down onto the couch, cuddling into Eddie. “You did so good, Robs. Thanks for helpin’ out.” Eddie praised, smiling as Robin giggled. “Next time you and Stevie are alone, make sure you tell him it’s okay to be little. No matter how long, ‘kay?”

Robin nodded against his chest as she curled up on the plush couch. “I like when Stevie is little with me,” She lisped. “I know you do.” The metal head said, rubbing her back. The calming sound of Steve suckling on his pacifier, and the quiet cartoons flickering on the TV, made for a perfect impromptu nap, that none of them could fight. Eddie smiled, watching the eyes of his littles slip closed, they deserved this.

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