#cg!dabi

[spider-kittenn]

Dabi as a caregiver

- So protective of his baby

- Rules rules rules

- But he never follows through with punishements

- Let's you colour in his tattoos

- And put cute bandaids on his scars

- All the cuddles after missions

- Steals all the stuffies for his precious baby

- Sooooo many petnames ("prince/ss" "baby" "little one" "sweetheart")

- Tells Toga off for giving you so many sweets but steals from her stash to give to you

- Nobody is allowed to touch his baby (last person who did mysteriously went missing)

- Treats you like a fragile doll because he's so scared of hurting you

- Wears gloves whenever he touches you so he doesn't burn you

- Ends up covered in cute bandaids and stickers (and loves every second of it)

- Steals food for you both and prioritises feeding you over himself

[dreamy-puppy-xo]

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[littlestwitchsworld]

could i get cg!shigaraki + teen!agere!dabi headcanons ? thank you in advance !!, i hc that shigaraki wld be the only person he'd trust to take care of him when he's regressed :]] - 🔥⭐

☆ - First request since my disappearance! Woo!! And you are very welcome 🔥⭐️ :]

! Headcanons below !

(🔥) → Dabi regression range: 12-16

(🔥) → Dabi likes to play bad pranks on the league, especially Shigaraki. This is the main reason why he’s grounded basically 24/7. Which leads to him blasting loud music as a way to annoy Shigaraki. But dw, they still love each other, Dabi just likes to annoy him a lot.

(🎮) → Dabi’s fave game to play while in teen space is guitar hero. He also enjoys nerf battles with Shigaraki, and during the summer water gun/balloon fights.

(🔥) → Temporary tattoos are a must! He always ask Shigaraki to help apply them. They make Dabi feel cool if only Shigaraki would let him get real ones.

(🎮) → Dabi is prone to sneaking out late at night. Running around the city, stealing energy drinks and other items from the convenience store, going to the skate park. And he knows Shigaraki is waiting for him back at the base, but he’ll worry about that when he gets back.

(🔥) → Shigaraki does take him to the skate park and mall on occasion. His favorite place to take Dabi is of course the arcade, they spend most of their outing there. Dabi is hell bent on getting the most tickets as possible.

(🎮) → When they’re at the skate park Dabi always ask Shigaraki to record his skate videos. He doesn’t mind, he likes watching his boy have fun, and he’s very careful when holding the camera. He accidentally dusted one once and Dabi wouldn’t talk to him for like, a week.

[cerealkiddie]

league of villain agere headcanons

I hav a slight bias for tomura :( I wnna scoop him up and care for him so bad

caregiver!mr compress !!!!! he is so sweet and silly. jokes, games and fun all around. he loves peek-a-boo, especially w his quirk

compress is a limited energy person, tries to keep things minimal in terms of energy use, also chronic pain and phantom pain haver !

flip tomura shigaraki !!! (personal fav hc) pre-plf shigaraki regressed involuntarily when he became stressed, upset or even when he had trauma memories come back up.

baby tomura, Itty bitty baby. I'm talking loss of speech and babbling, paci's that keep him from trying to push out a curse word or two. soft mittens or padded gloves that help with his scratching. padded tomura !

tomura's his main cg was kurogiri. the doctor knew about this and informed afo and kurogiri but did nothing past that. leaving poor shigaraki to deal with this unfamiliar heads pace by himself (for a little while, till kurogiri came in and helped)

kiddo dabi, def an older regressor, anywhere from 6 to like 12 eldest of the lil villains. spinner is next oldest, v critter hearted kid.

if tomura regressed a bit older that usual he loves playing with big bro dabi n spinner !!!

toga is a regressor as well, most of the time she clings to big sis magne, kurogiri, mr compress too!

she loves going out for walks in nature, playing predator n prey. she likes playing dress up but very much imitates other people. she calls it spy/secret agent.

toga is very big on mirroring, she sees kurogiri do something, looks like she found a new hobby

twice is definitely a carer, his carerspace is so comforting to him and helps him from splitting as much. he loves looking after the tots in the league. giran is also a carer, but more a sitter. he'll help if needed. (he likes checking in on twice and the gang)

dabi's a very active regressor, loves going out and playing, he tends to drag toga, twice and possibly spinner out to a playground.

ddlg/abdl/nsfw/variants dni! add any of ur own headcanons in the comments or reblogs ! post belongs to me ☆

[agerefandom]

My Hero Academia/BNHA (agerefandom masterpost)

Sound and Silence: full fanfiction featuring domestic regressor!Aizawa and cg!Hizashi Something Wrong: full (HEAVY) fanfiction, where regressor!Katsuki gets cornered by Izuku and doesn’t react well Class Outing: full fanfiction, featuring Izuku regressing while at the mall with Class 1A caregiver!midoriya headcanons regressor!camie and caregiver!katsuki headcanons

regressors!ochako and toga art regressor!kiri art tokoyami and dark shadow art regressor!toga art toga and big brother dabi art regressor hawks art regressor bakugou and cg!momo art regressor!shigaraki and cg!midoriya art caregiver!toshinori moodboard (and another!) regressor!midoriya moodbard regressor!toga moodboard caregiver!bakugou moodboard (and another!) regressor!kaminari moodboard (and another!) (and a third!) regressor!shigaraki moodboard

[jelliefishhhh]

Hi hi! Currently I have been obsessed with the league of villains, so I was wondering if I can request some headcanons for little Toga with Dabi and Twice as her caregivers? /nf ^^

Ahhh yes!! Omg, LOV with little Toga!! I had so much fun writing this so I hope you enjoy! :D

Little Himiko Headcanons

(Dabi and Twice as caregivers)

CW: Mentions of Blood

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- Very energetic toddler - She used to pull on Dabi’s staples until one came off and it started bleeding  - She was very interested in the blood, but she felt bad because she hurt him - Dabi honestly did not care - Twice likes to play peekaboo with Himiko - She goes crazy over it and loves it - She knows he’s always there, but she just finds it funny anyways - She likes strawberry milk just because I think she would - And it’s the only thing she will drink - She will not have water. She refuses too - Which is quite a problem for her cg’s - Dabi isn’t the best at caring for a kid, but he tries to not upset her - He’ll help her do her hair if she asks him - He was probably one of the first to know she was a regressor  - He may not have known what regression was, but he just had this feeling that something was different, so he decided to look into it

- Himiko probably reminds Dabi of Fuyumi when she was younger.

- Twice loves looking after Himiko. He’ll just pick her up and swing her around in the air, talking about how “She’s his little girl” - It’s like dad mode activated for twice

[agereheadcanons]

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

dabi is definitely a "wolf" little who had no need for a cg but wouldnt mind one! i imagine they regress to about 9-12!

Loves

1 pillow at a time

sleeping alone

cold room

water

snacks

tv shows

night light

Hates

multiple pillows

darkness

cuddles

warm rooms

juice

lullabies

bedtime stories

[prince-honeypaw]

Would it be ok to ask if you could write something with little Hitoshi and cg dabi like somehow dabi came across a smoll toshi? /Genq

♡ Sure! However, I only see this matchup truly working in something of an AU, so hold on tight! >:3 ♡ I got pretty attached to this concept too, so I may write more for it!

♡ Shinsou didn't really have a plan for if he failed both of UA's entrance exams.

♡ He had figured that even if he failed the practical exam, he could at least make it in on the written one–or even just get into one of the general courses! But, he didn't.

♡ Two points. Hitoshi had missed the qualification cut off for the general course by two points. That was devastating on its own, but hearing that several of his middle school classmates had been accepted into places like Ketsubutsu or Shiketsu–even one or two got into UA!–that... That hurt worse. He told himself it didn't have to be UA! He.. He could apply to another school.

♡ So he did. Again, and again, and again. He'd been rejected by Shiketsu, Isamu, and even Seijin High before it finally sank in.

♡ Everyone was right about him. His quirk... It was more befitting of a villain than a hero if even a nobody school like Seijin High didn't even want him.

♡ So, sitting in the guest bedroom of his current foster home while looking at applications for average high schools, he decided that he didn't need to be a hero... But, he wouldn't just fall through the cracks and become a victim to save.

♡ If society wanted him to be a villain, then that's what he'd become.

♡ He ran away not long after and set himself up as something of an information broker, using his quirk to get documents, pictures, texts, emails, weapons- Anything he could pass on to the highest bidder.

♡ Hitoshi makes a name for himself by going after pro-heroes specifically, digging into their hidden agendas and selling anything worth knowing. This catches the eye of a fellow underground broker, Giran.

♡ Sure he's seen kids do bad things to survive, but this one? He was good at it. Making a name and reputation for himself as the guy that can get you the clothes off a hero's back with a few good words.

♡ But, Giran also knows that strays like this one don't show up unharmed... He has another kid he's been watching out for in some rough shape already, so he extends a hand. Says a kid shouldn't have to rough this lifestyle on his own.

♡ Shinsou accepts the offer to bunk up with Giran since it's better than crashing on benches or at the local boy's shelter. And if Giran tried to betray him, Shinsou was certain he could take him down. After all, what did one old man have on him?

♡ The answer was the old man had a very burned up cohort that crashed on his couch now and again.

♡ Hitoshi had been warned about the guy–Dabi was allegedly his name–but he made a point to stay out of his way. When not swinging manic he usually looked... Pretty lost? Maybe even lonely. It wasn't Hitoshi's place to stick his nose into another runaway's business, so they had an unspoken agreement to keep their distance.

♡ Until they didn't.

♡ Being a foster child, Hitoshi was very good at slipping into new routines–whether he wanted to or not. And this included finding gaps in these routines where he could indulge in one of his favorite pass times: Tiny Time. Sure, he knew what regression was called now that he had a real phone and unrestricted access to the internet, but Tiny Time got him through the thick and thin of his foster life, so he isn't going to start calling it something else.

♡ Still, he knew what the best times to have his little time in the living room were! Friday nights and Saturdays were usually the best stretches of time he could get without Giran poking his nose into his business all, "You okay there, kiddo?" and "Tell me if you need anything."

♡ Hitoshi did as he always would when Giran left for the night, which was get dressed up in his calico onesie and drag out his blanket with the toys he'd be accompanied by for the night to drop on the couch, followed by gathering his bottle and pacifier of the evening. He deposited his bottle in the kitchen like usual and got down to business... Picking out one of the DVDs Giran got him on clearance.

♡ Everything is going great for awhile! He's got Aristocats on for the third week in a row, Miss Spooky and Grimalkin are reconciling their differences from last week's harrowing play session, and the window is sliding open-

♡ Hold up. Hitoshi bristles at the unlocked window steadily slides up until it's certain not to drop on the intruder. A bundle of black and purple tumbles in with all the grace of a rock through glass and Dabi picks himself up off the floor like it's nothing, turning to close the window and lock it.

♡ Usually, Hitoshi would know better. He'd know that it's just Dabi coming to crash on Giran's couch or raid his fridge or whatever other Dabisms follow him, but this isn't usually. This is Hitoshi's time to be small, vulnerable, and safe.

♡ Dabi looms in front of him with that unreadable expression and a curious tilt to his head, smelling like cigarettes and looking like a demon to the poor baby... He doesn't know what to do other than back up, crying and floundering in panic when Dabi's boots pursue and stop to crouch in front of him.

♡ To Dabi though? This is a grossly familiar sight.

♡ A frightened child, huddled into himself in hopes of being small enough to ignore, but this time the sight doesn't bring out old vices of anger and other emotions he's stomped into embers. It brings out something else, something softer and sadder. So he crouches as low as his aching body allows and holds up his hands where the kid can see them. "Hey," His voice is gravely but not harsh, "Look at me."

♡ Hitoshi does so without a fight, but with eyes as wide as saucers. Not comforting to see that even in such a small state, Hitoshi has obedience nailed deep into the recesses of his mind, but Dabi isn't what most call the picture of mental health. So he does what he can for now. "See? Got my guard down for you here, so there's no need to be all coiled up like that. Making my back hurt looking at you," Dabi continues, hoping to get Shinsou to at least unfurl. Thankfully, Shinsou only regards him with a bit more suspicion before untucking from his protective hunch. Dabi still stays put until Hitoshi slowly crawls up onto the couch after determining that he isn't a threat.

♡ Now Dabi can go about his night as he'd planned: Raiding Giran's medicine cabinet for something to kill the pinching and burning in his muscles, and seeing what food the old man's got that looks palatable.

♡ With painkillers and water he drank straight from the sink in his system, Dabi slinks through the living room like an alley cat. Of course he sees Hitoshi watching him from over the back of the couch with these wide, innocent eyes that speak less of terror and more of childlike curiosity. A monotone "Boo" has the kid tucking back into his blanket like a startled kitten.

♡ The kitchen is pretty easy to raid now that Giran is feeding a hungry teenager and a full box of Cosmic brownies turn into Dabi's dinner when the empty bottle on the counter registers. Thinking about the kid being alone all night makes his mouth go sour so he curses under his breath, snatches the offending item up and fills it with the vanilla milk Giran started picking up because it was like currency with Shinsou.

♡ Wondering when he started to go all soft, Dabi also makes good use of the toaster oven to heat up leftover pizza so at least he can shake the creeping feeling that Hitoshi hasn't really eaten in awhile. After a moment of debate... The bottle of milk goes in the microwave for a bit too.

♡ It's just this one time he tells himself. He just feels guilty for scaring him. It's just because he's a kid, that's it- Using any and every excuse he can tell himself while dropping the reheated pizza and warmed milk on the coffee table. "Here. Don't let it get cold," He mutters and drops his body into a recliner with a dull thump.

♡ Hitoshi looks out from under the hood of his onesie at the offering with those impossibly round eyes, then at Dabi like the guy had just hung the stars in the sky rather than just heating up some food for him. He scoots to the floor and tugs his pacifier out so he can eat, looking less tense the longer he's in Dabi's presence.

♡ And so what if Dabi doesn't mind the warm feeling in his chest? Hitoshi is just a kid that needs more than just a roof over his head and food on his plate just like he was once.

♡ It's just one time, he'd insist to himself. He'd just start the cat movie over for him because Shinsou pointed at the screen and blinked up at him until he did it. He'd just pull the kid's blanket off the couch because it had gotten tucked into the cushions. He'd just let him lean against his leg because he knows he's warm. He'd just pull the little tyke and his bottle up in his lap so he doesn't drop it and make a mess. He'd just do these things because they were convenient and right there, not because he wanted to.

♡ And yet... When Shinsou falls asleep on him he doesn't move him, no matter how convenient it would be. Even when his arm falls asleep and Hitoshi starts to curl up like he's been freezing for his entire life until now. Hitoshi needed it... Maybe Dabi did too.

♡ And maybe, just maybe, it doesn't have to be just one time.

[lxvesicksys]

Hi we're the Lovesick System

About the system!

~ We are an undiagnosed DID system with over 70 known alters!

~ We are bodily a minor so please be appropriate!

~ Our collective name is Love/Moon and our collective pronouns are xe/it/they

~ We have autism, seizures, tics, and a lot of us have e@ting d!sorders (we may talk about our struggle with those things but we will never promote those and they will all be tagged appropriately)

~ We have the most amazing partner system ever!

Most alters will tag their name, nickname and/or emoji but there are a few that won't. It's just individual preference.

We want our account to be a safe place for everyone following us and all alters using this account so no NSFW or syscourse please ♡

Frequent fronters:

~ Toby // host // he/it/xe + neos // 17 - Hi I'm Toby and I'm the host of the system. I am a trans man and I'm pansexual. I have autism and my special interest is the Marauders Era of Harry Potter

~ Remus // co-host // he/him // 16 - Remus is a fictive of Remus Lupin and is our co-host. He's dating the Sirius Black in our system and he's also a trans man

~ Lily // fictive // she/her // 19 - Lily is one of the fictives in our system and she is a trans woman. She's engaged to the Dabi in our partner system and he's also her cg (she age regresses)

DNI

~ Bigots (racists, homophobes, ableists etc)

~ MAPs / pedos / zoos

~ Fakeclaimers

~ Endo 'systems'

~ Anti agere / petre

~ Anti neopronouns/ xenogenders

~ Proshippers

[hawksismyeverything]

Alone

Hello! This is an agere fic for DabiHawks! Hawks is an age regressor, around age 1-2, and Dabi is his CG! I'd prefer STRICTLY SFW INTERACTION for this post. Agere is a coping mechanism, and I am an age regressor myself. Thank you!! Post under the cut.

Keigo stared at his phone screen, watching as it dimmed slowly before shutting off. He didn't care. He hadn't really been paying attention. Really, he was just waiting for Dabi to get done with whatever he was doing so he could text him, or be small, or both. He just didn't want to be alone when he inevitably slipped into littlespace. The minutes ticked by like hours, before a notification finally, finally, popped up on his screen.

However, it was from Tomura, not Dabi. It confused Keigo, knowing that if Dabi was out, technically Tomura should be too. The message read; 'Hey, scarface idiot got stuck in a meeting and told me to check on you, so you better not be dead.' Well that was a lovely way to shove him out of headspace, wasn't it? He quickly typed back; 'Yea im alive thx' before hitting send. There was a long silence. Keigo glanced at his phone as if he could manifest a response from Dabi, but he didn't see a text. He blinked, and went back to browsing the internet.

Finally, Dabi sent him a message; 'u ded?' Keigo grinned, but not in the I'm-Looking-At-A-Camera way that he usually did for reporters. He typed back immediately, not even bothering to spellcheck before responding; 'nope! hihi dabi!' He thought that would tip Dabi off as to how close to little Keigo was, but apparently he was too tired to think about it. 'hey birdbrain' Was all Keigo got in return. No babybird? No sweetie? He almost tilted his head before thinking of how dumb he would look. Still, it was better than having Dabi just reply back with his name. He could just picture the breakdown now. Sobbing on the floor, convinced his caregiver would never love him again. Dabi had a tendency of doing that accidentally. 'hii' Keigo typed out slowly, hoping once again that Dabi would get the hint.

He didn't. 'u sed that alredy' Keigo cringed at the fact he wished he could babytalk, but he didn't even know if it was okay that he was small yet. He needed confirmation. 'My bad- yous okay?' Keigo tried, slipping a little s on the end of a word, trying even harder to make himself stay big a little longer. 'yea im fine, u?' Keigo groaned, laying back onto the bed, feeling a lump in his throat. He was holding off headspace, and it was gonna make him cry. Great. His phone pinged, and as he glanced at it with teary eyes, he noticed it was a message from Tomura. 'Hey. You small? Dabi's oblivious. Need someone to talk to? I can tell him if you want. Just sayin.' Keigo laughed, though it sounded more like a choked cry. He still tried to respond in as much of a big boy voice as possible. He knew Dabi would tell Tomura eventually that Keigo was not tiny at all, that he would totally have said something. Not that it was unusual for Keigo to do this.

'No is okay- thx tho Tomu' Keigo typed back, the fuzzy feeling in his brain taking over finally. 'I'm telling Dabi. That's not a problem, right Kei?' Keigo visibly shook his head, as if Tomura could see him. His papa didn't need to know, it wasn't that big of a deal yet. 'You don haveta tell' Was all he managed to type back. 'I'm gonna.' Was the response he got. With a silent thank you, Keigo set his phone on the bedside table and curled up in the middle of the bed. He couldn't convince himself to get up and get a stuffy, or a paci, or literally anything that would make him feel better.

His phone pinged, and Keigo almost wailed. He really didn't want his papa to know he was tiny, because he hadn't even told him. 'Baby?' It was from papa, so clearly Tomura had told Dabi. Keigo should have known; Tomura doesn't make empty threats. 'Hm?' 'You wanna talk to papa?' 'Mhms'

His phone rang, Dabi's face popping up with his name under it. Keigo lit up like a Christmas tree, a grin spreading onto his face, solidifying his headspace pretty quickly once he set the phone down, putting it on speaker. "Hey birdie^^" Dabi's voice, cracky and tired, came across, and Keigo could have melted right there. He loved his papa's voice so much. "Hai papa! What doins?" He chirped in response, rocking back and forth lightly. "Talking to you, silly! How old ya feelin'?" He questioned. Keigo thought about the question for a moment, unsure how to properly answer. He was definitely older than normal, but he was still dropping. Maybe three? Two? Two at least- "Am fee!" He answered after a minute, though he quickly added, "Prolly gon be smawer doe-" He practically heard Dabi's smile. "So you're just my little guy, huh?" 'Mhm! Papa's lil guy!"

Just imagining having his papa next to him to snuggle was enough to send Keigo straight to tears. Dabi obviously noticed, as he quickly asked, "Kei? Babybird, is something wrong?" "Papa no hewe!" Keigo practically wailed. "Do you need me there?" "...nu needs..." Keigo mumbled, tears falling down his cheeks. He didn't need anybody, but he still didn't have his paci, or his blankie or Lottie, his stuffed robin.

"I'll be there soon, bub. Don't worry," Dabi said, in attempt to calm Keigo. It simply made him feel worse, as if he were causing Dabi more hassle than he was worth. "Papa no, don need, issokay!" Keigo whined. He only wanted Dabi to be there, to hold him and play with him and let him forget about being big and hurting and being lonely. "I'm on my way. I love you." "Kei woves chu toos."

Keigo sat in stunned silence, curled up on his bed, slipping farther than he'd like to admit. He was really quite small. One or so. Maybe younger. Every noise made him whimper, every creak or gust of wind sent him farther down. Dabi's footsteps included. "Hey, babybird, breathe- oh jeez- okay, c'mon, sit up for me." "Da!" Keigo shreiked, his arms wrapping around Dabi's midsection. "Small, huh? Maybe one- you call me papa when you're two or above, so- okay-" Dabi muttered, adjusting Keigo's weight. "You need anything before we lay down? "Paci an bankie an Loddy!" Keigo whined, his head falling into the crook of Dabi's neck. "P'ease?" He added softly.

Dabi quickly placed a pacifier in his mouth, Lottie in his arms, and a blanket around them before laying down with him still in his arms. "So small, so itty-bitty, so tiny," Dabi murmured in Keigo's ear. "Daa! No tinies! Am big! Ver' big!" Keigo protested. "But who'll be my baby if you're so big?" Keigo faltered. If he wasn't dada's baby boy, then dada wouldn't have one. Dada needed one! Keigo accepted defeat, laying his head back down. "Okie, am lil," He agreed, ever-reluctantly. He was tired. And he was too young to fall asleep on his own. "Right. You can stay like this as long as you want," Dabi reassured him, picking up on Keigo's train of thought. "Da ver nice," Keigo murmured, letting his eyes fall shut. Dabi sat there in silence, holding Keigo's small body and watching as his breathing evened out, deep breaths that quieted even the loudest ones. It was beautiful, really. Just how Keigo was.

[dreamy-puppy-xo]

CG! Touya Todoroki ~ You're his prince/princess and he's your knight

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[sweetsweetfleur]

dabi brain rot

❀ content; little gn reader, sfw agere, dabi is a cg, fluff

❀ warnings; hints of violence, use of pet names , the smallest insinuating of anxiety, MENTIONS OF MY DISSOCIATIVE EPISODE, and age regression obviously

❀ synopsis; just soft cg!dabi 

❀ a/n; hi guys! 

❀fleur

you’ve been warned i’m absolutely unable to control my maladaptive daydreaming as of late and i’m fucking drained so…. dabi brain rot

recently with school being so stressful and whatever i’ve been disassociating a lot and each time i go back to the same scene. where i’m just laying in between dabi’s(bc comfort character) legs with my head on his tummy while he strokes my hair and is just being super soft.

like ik that he’s super emotionally unstable and misogynistic and stuff but i love to imagine an almost crazed person who will go to extraordinarily extreme lengths for his s/o. so indulge me for a sec.

Imagine he’s just come back from a mission with the league. the appartement is a mess and he wants nothing more than to shower and cuddle up with his baby. he calls out for you in a gruff voice,“doll, i’m back!” he’d shout and wait for you to come find him. it’s a routine that you guys had put in place out of habit. the minute he’d hear the patter of the pads of your feet on the floor he’d let out a sigh of contentment

eventually when you finally reach him he’d pull you in for a hug basking in your warmth and breathing in your scent. happy to be home and have you in his arms. soon settling on the couch for cuddles or walking to the bathroom for bath time and to soothe the aches and pains from his mission. if it’s the latter then you’ll be sat in his lap insisting that he lets you wash his hair or bathe him and him refusing. eventually he’d give in because heaven knows he can’t say no to his baby.