bugkos

[bugkos]

Get to know Bug

Bug is the author of the stories here.

Bug is in college and works very hard.

Bug is a regressor himself but has been a caregiver for someone before too! If someone is looking for a little or for a caregiver Bug would love to be either!!!

Bug loves to write but he's not super good at it. He struggles with English even though it's his first language. Bug wants to write all sfw agere/age regression/little/littlespace/caregiver stories so he is fully willing to hear any and all suggestions or requests!!!

Bug will not tolerate any sort of hate on his page as he is a member of minorities and wants to spread positivity.

Bug will edit this as he thinks of things ♡ -Bug

[bugkos]

Helping Daddy

HELLO :D

Today's fic will be fun, it is quite short tho. Our little gives her Daddy her little gear. We've got she/her pronoun baby and he/him daddy ♡

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"DADDY" you shout your voice echoing off the walls.

"I'm coming princess" he calls back softer.

He pushed open the door to your agere room. It's painted in soft colors that you've picked out. Plushies huge, big, and small, are everywhere stacked in corners. You've got alphabet and number blocks stacked up but also scattered across the floor. Standing tall, a pink dollhouse is open with its interior full of small dollhouse toys crammed into every room. You've got a coloring book open in front of you with crayons sprawled out around you. You're using your non-dominant hand to color and he smiles at your scribbled lines on the page. Beneath everything is patted flooring making it more comfortable for you when you feel like crawling and laying around.

"Dada come" you demand in your sweet little voice.

"I'm coming princess" He sits down next to you. "What's up baby"

"You need to be little to be in princess room" You say to him. You push the crayons to him and the coloring book before getting up and walking to a little storage unit with drawers. Pulling out drawers you gather a collection of items. A paci, sippy cup, teether with a fun rainbow rattler attached, and a clip for the paci.

"Here Daddy I get you fings" You fall to your knees and drop the items to the ground. "I help you"

You scoot on your knees closer to him and grab the paci clip. You grab Daddy's shirt and clip it to him. "Then when it fall it don't get all icky and lost". You grab your pacifier and put it up to his mouth. When his mouth opens you set it inside and let him hold it.

"Okie now that Daddy's little we color"

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It's a small little short story but I wanted to put something out

MWAH MWAH I hope it's okay. I LOVE YOU -Bug 🐛

[bugkos]

Agere Fic: A Visit from Uncle

This is a cute little story based on an experience I had 🥰. I'm so excited to write this one. So so much comfort. I love every moment of remembering this night!

This story will have a lovely gender-neutral caregiver/partner, he/him pronoun uncle, and a neutral pronoun baby ♥️

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"Are you slipping sweetheart"

You're cuddled up with your partner entangled with each other. You've moved from being nearly on top of them to curled up, knees to chest, and head put underneath your partner's chin. Their arms are wrapped around you holding you close to them. A thin blanket is covering you too with the room already comfortably warm. Being wrapped up in their arms, feeling comfortable, safe, and warm had led you to slip into your littlespace without knowing.

"mm mm" a hummed no comes out despite how floating your brain feels as it does when you've slipped into a deeper little headspace. Sometimes when you slip you still have a sense of your big age and things around you but right now your brain is fully little. All aspects of big you are completely lost in the ocean of comfort.

You feel your partner chuckle and it makes you smile. They start brushing your hair, combing through it carefully and softly with their fingers.

"Is my little baby here right now"

You hum out a soft noise not responding to their question. They chuckle again.

"Lemme see you pumpkin"

You hum out another noise before pulling your head out from under them. They're smiling down at you which makes you giggle and hide your face again.

"Nooo bring my pumpkin back" they jokily whine. Their smile is obvious in their words.

You giggle and bring your head back up to look at them.

"There you are" they move one of their hands to brush away some hair that had fallen in front of your eyes. They then quickly lean forward and start attacking your cheeks with kisses. You burst out in childish giggles. When they stop for a moment you quickly hide your face back into their chest.

"You cutie. Do you wanna do anything"

Normally you're careful of who you regress around, trusting only your partner and caregiver, but you have the out-of-character want for you and your partner's friend. There's not a worry in your little brain about judgment. He's aware of your regression but has yet to have any sort of interaction with you while you are in the headspace.

"I wa' Uncle Fim"

"Fim? Fin? You want Uncle Fin, sweetheart?" Your brain is too little to pick up on the slight concern and shock in their tone.

"Mhm" you hum. "Wa' Uncle Fim"

"Can you look at me sweetie" your caregiver speaks with a soft tone. They're worried. They can tell how far into your headspace you are. Probably too far into it to make such a big decision. But if you do really seem up for it it might not be a bad idea, it would be a good introduction. Their shy baby is asking to be little around someone new. They know you've been trying to be more comfortable with your regression around others and they trust their friend with your regression.

"I 'ook at Bubba" you say as you shift your head so you can look at your Bubba's face.

"That's right good job baby! You wanna see Uncle Fin sweetie? Are you sure?"

"Wa' Uncle Fim" You speak with a smile and giggles.

"Alright pumpkin. Why don't you stay here and I can go get him. Is that okay pumpkin? You gonna be okay by yourself"

"'m brave. I wait for Uncle Fim and Bubba"

"Alright pumpkin" They scootch out of the bed and turn to face you. "Here baby" They say grabbing you some stuffies. "if you get nervous or scared before Bubba gets back you can hide and hug stuffies okay"

You giggle and pull all your stuffies into yourself.

"That's my brave baby"

They give you a kiss on the forehead then throw on a sweatshirt before quietly leaving your room making sure the door fully closes on their way out.

You lay by yourself, facing the door, giggling, patiently waiting for your Bubba to return with Uncle Fin.

After a bit, there's a soft knock at the door shortly before it opens. As it cracks open you see your Bubba with a familiar figure behind them. You giggle pulling a stuffy in front of nearly all your face. Your tummy feels weird but you don't know why. You're excited to see Bubba and Uncle Fin. They enter quietly and close the door behind them.

"Uncle Fim" you say quieter than you mean to.

A smile spreads across their face. They stay by your caregiver but respond simply. "Hey Kiddo"

You giggle and hide your face for a moment. As your caregiver moves over to sit on the bed near you, Fin moves and sits on the floor giving you and your caregiver your own space while still being close enough to be engaged with you two. It's quiet for a bit but a comfortable quiet, Fin had turned on soft music in the background. With you still laying down your caregiver sits behind you and places your legs over their lap. They lean over and rest softly on top of you.

"Are you doing okay sweetie"

"Mhm" you hum in confirmation.

"Good. You just let me know as soon as you're ready for it to be us again"

They sit back up and run their hands through your hair. A conversation kicks up between the other two in the room. You silently listen along to what they say. You giggle when they giggle and babble along to the lyrics of songs when the others sing. Uncle Fin throws out a swear every once and a while and your Bubba scolds them reminding them of the baby in the room. They carry on their own conversion with you occasionally chiming in with your own little thoughts on what they're saying. It's comfortable. Your tummy still feels weird but not as much as before. You giggle louder and your comments become louder as time goes by. If your nervous little brain could pick up on it you'd notice your caregiver giving you loving smiles and looks every time you get confident enough to add your comments. They're proud of you and they love you.

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AAAAAAAAAAAH OMG. My heart man. I love remembering this. I hope you liked reading it as much as I liked writing it!

MWAH MWAH -Bug

[bugkos]

Agere Fic: Comfort After A Long Day

Good day everyone! I am here again to give content. I would also like to say. I'm new to Tumblr but if a DM system exists and a regressor or a caregiver would like to reach out to me I would love to chat with anyone. :D

This story will contain a reader with neutral pronouns and a caregiver with neutral pronouns with the exception of being called "mama"

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After what felt like a long long day you wanted nothing more than to just return home to your lovely caregiver. Day's of busyness all surrounding grown up adult things is weighing very heavily on your mental state. Driving home you can feel your brain regressing. You push it off until you finally pull into your driveway and get out of your car. Tears build in your eyes and they quickly start to fall and trail down your face. You unlock your front door and stumble into your home.

"Hey welcome home hun" You hear your caregiver say rounding the corner. Instantly you breakdown falling to your knees and sobbing into the floor.

"Oh goodness sweetheart what's wrong" they come down to your level and lightly grab your shoulders.

As soon as you feel their touch you jump forward into them and grip onto them. "mama" you cry

"Oh baby" you hear them say, sympathy in their tone. They pull you into their lap and wrap their arms around you. Resting their head on top of yours they subtly begin rocking back and forth. "It's okay little one. I'm here. I got you"

They pause for a moment letting you cry into them. "You did such a good job baby. You got so much big stuff done I'm so proud of you. Once you're ready baby we can go put on a show and mama can get you some snacks and juice"

You sat in a comfortable silence with your caregiver for a while. They kept subtly rocking you and occasionally brushing your hair with their hand. Once you begin calming down they lift your face up softly. Running their thumb along your cheek they brush your slowly falling tears away.

"There's my cutie" they say smiling at you. Quickly, they boop the tip of your nose. Small giggles interrupt your quieting cries an you lean into their shoulder to hide your face.

"Aw no where'd my cute little peanut go"

"'m here mama" you say into their shoulder, giggles erupting out of you.

"My goodness where could they have gone"

You pop up off their shoulder giggling. "Mama 'm here"

"Aww there's my peanut" they say ruffling your hair. "You ready for some snacks"

Instantly you jump to your feet with a huge smile on your face. "Ya! Ya! Mama come come! Snacks together"

You grab onto them and pull trying to get them to move faster. Their giggles mix with yours as they get to their feet and let you pull them along to the kitchen.

"Alright alright. Hold on little one" your caregiver says as you start throwing open doors. "Let's get you something that won't be super messy on the carpet"

"FRUIT SNACK" you shout excitedly pulling them out of the pantry.

"That works, just not too many alright"

You nod as you grab a small handful of packets and hand them over to your caregiver. They smile and take the softly, settling them into their pocket.

"Alright, now for juice. Apple?"

"Ya!"

You wiggle in place with excitement. They pull open a drawer and grab out a sippy cup before pulling out the large jug of apple juice. Getting more excited you bounce up and down while babbling nonsense. Your caregiver keeps an eye on you while they put together your drink.

"Alright peanut lets go find something to watch huh"

"YAY" you scramble over to the couch quickly plopping yourself down and swinging your legs. Closely behind you your caregiver sits down as well. They grab a blanket throwing it over you and loosely wrapping you up into it. They then throw their arm over you and pull you into them. Turning on your favorite show they fed you snacks and drink whenever you ask. They watch you and smile. It's full of love and they are glad they provide such comfort for you. They love you and you love them.

Yay I did it. Omg this one. Oh it makes my little brain happy and gives me the happy wiggles.

mwah mwah -Bug

[bugkos]

Agere Comfort Fic: Milk Time 🍼

I've never written anything before but I feel there isn't enough general comfort fics anywhere so I'm going to do my best to provide. Here I go

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"*CG name*", you say from their lap. They have their legs crossed with your head laid down on top of them.

They look down with a sweet smile on their face. “yes *little name*”

“Can have milk” you ask. 

Their smile grows as they watch you start to wiggle around knowing that they couldn’t deny you when you look so cute. 

“Of course. What kind would you like *little name*”

“brown/pink”

“Will do my little one. I need you off me then. I promise I won’t be gone too long”

“Okie”

You scoot yourself down off of their legs and once they get up you crawl to watch them move over to the fridge. Kneeling on the couch with your arms draped over the back your feet wiggle and you quietly giggle in excitement. As you watch them do the routine you’ve come to know your wiggles go faster and faster and your giggles get louder and louder. You can see your beloved caregiver smiling every time your giggles get loud enough for them to hear. It’s clear, even in your silly little brain, that they love taking care of you. 

“Alright *little name* what do we feel like today? Sippy cup or bottle”

“Sippy/Bottle” 

They chuckle as you start giggling even more excited about soon having your favorite kind of milk and having your caregiver along with it. 

“You’re so cute baby” they say as they walk back over. Hearing your giggles erupt only makes them love you more. 

You quickly flip around and watch them walk closer. Unable to sit still you rock back and forth and side to side and all the other ways not knowing how else to get rid of your little brain excitement. Your caregiver sits back down not crossing their legs instead letting them rest off the edge of the couch. 

“Come here my love, lay down”

You scurry over chaotically flipping yourself over so you’re on your back and your heads laying on their legs. 

“Would you like helping holding it *little name*”

“Help” you say simply. You know you could hold it yourself but having your *caregiver name* help you just helps you slip farther into your little baby headspace. 

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Okay its short but I hope it's okay 👉👈