#cg!steve

[angelbaby-fics]

Daddy stucky x little reader x little Peter where the reader is in babyspace and want to give them paci kisses and everytime she does she start to giggle 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Paci Kisses

Word Count: 640

A/N: Eeeep this idea is so so cute, thank you for requesting it!!! I don't know what else to say about this one other than I had a sweet time writing it & I hope you enjoy! 💕

Steve and Bucky were so very in love, and they weren’t afraid to show it. Every morning when Steve put breakfast down on the table, he’d kiss Bucky on the lips before they each began eating, their own little way of saying grace. Peter would always giggle, usually regressed around that silly age when kisses meant cooties, but you were too little to understand. Every time one of them left the house, they’d share a kiss; sometimes even just when one of them left the room. You were so tiny, you didn’t fully comprehend what it meant, your brain only really working in concepts. All you knew was that daddies meant love, and daddies kissed a lot, so kisses must mean love too. You wanted to return the favor.

That morning, you were woken up by Steve’s strong arms lifting you out of your crib. You blinked sleepily and smiled at him from behind your paci, your cheeks rounding out and your eyes squinting as you did so.

“Good morning angel, I love you,” Steve greeted, always wanting the first thing you heard every morning to be words of love. He kissed you on the forehead and shifted you into the crook of his arm so he could carry you out into the living room with one hand. As he did so, you leaned forward, tapping the plastic of your pacifier against his cheek. 

“Woah, what was that, baby?” Steve asked with a slight chuckle. He didn’t think you’d really be violent with him, but he wasn’t sure what you could be doing when you clumsily headbutted his cheek. 

You were too small to explain it, your little brain couldn’t find the words. All you could think to do was kiss him, over and over and over. 

“Mwah, mwah, mwah!” You mumbled softly from behind the paci, softening your taps in the hopes he’d get the memo. And boy did he. “Is that a kiss? Are you kissing daddy?” Steve asked with wide, excited eyes and laughter in his voice.

You nodded, giggling as you kissed him again, again, again. Steve kissed you back, planting his lips on the plastic, which made you giggle even more. Then, he carried you into the living room where Bucky and Peter were, with a huge grin on his face. 

“Buck! Look what our baby can do!” He said with glee, and then tapped on his cheek, motioning for you to kiss him once more, which you did joyously.

Bucky cheered and clapped for you, getting up from the couch to give a standing ovation, which made you beam even harder from behind the paci. 

“Can I have one, babydoll?” He asked eagerly, and you nodded, reaching out from Steve’s arms towards Bucky’s.

You happily kissed your Baba all over his face, giggling after each one until eventually the kisses devolved into you just nuzzling your paci across his cheeks like a puppydog. Steve joined the cuddlefest on the couch, pinching your little round cheeks. Peter had been distracted from his toys since the moment you entered the room, watching your interactions with captivated awe, but he finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He stood up, letting a toy car fall from his hand with a clatter. 

“‘S not fair! I want kisses too!” He whined with a pout.

You didn’t want your Petie to feel left out, you loved him just as much as you loved your daddies of course. You reached out to him now, kicking your little feet with delight as he ran over to the three of you. Now your whole family was together on the couch, and you took turns kissing each of them, and each of them took turns kissing you. You’d already mastered your newest skill, and you couldn’t wait to keep practicing every single day.

[dino-boyo-agere]

I don't think I ever posted this silly little AgeRe Steddie head canon of mine, even though I made an edit about it hehe

Eddie has a massive sweet tooth, like.. massive, even more so when he's regressed.

Eddie can also get very cranky, when he's hungry or tired.. or - god forbid - both.

One day, little Eddie decides that he will have ice cream for breakfast, from now on..

Steve's reply: "No, Tough Guy, I don't think you will."

Eddie is not happy about that. Little him is not the best at dealing with rejection. So, he throws a full blown hissy fit. Sticking out his tongue at Steve, yelling: "ur mean!", throwing plushies at him and storming off to his room. (Steve has a little room for him in his house, by the way) There, he angrily grabs the walkie talkie, to continue his arguing with Steve.

The latter just let's him.. He knows full well that Eddie is simply still tired, because he just woke up and that he doesn't really feel as betrayed as he makes it seem. Yes, Eddie is really upset at the moment, but that will definitely subside. As soon as he had something to eat (real food obviously), all will be better, as always. Besides, it's absolutely adorable to see him like this.

Eddie's nose all scrunched up in anger, his hair still all messy from sleeping and his pacie making it just a little more difficult to actually yell a fully coherent sentence..

Steve has to hold back a few chuckles with all his might. He doesn't want to seem like he is mocking his - already distressed - "Little Sir Cries-A-Lot". He doesn't want to undermine his emotions, be they proportionate to the situation or not. Steve wants Eddie to feel safe, valid, loved.

However, he also can't spoil him too much either, so he has to keep a serious demeanor. Trying to calmly explain to Eddie why exactly ice cream is not a substantial breakfast.. It hardly even qualifies as food.

At first, Eddie is not very receptive to the logic of things, but after about twenty minutes of arguing, stomping around and crying, he realizes that Steve won't budge on this one... Plus, Eddie is getting really hungry. So, he gives up the argument.. For now, at least.

Steve hugs his little daredevil tightly, after he - finally - ate his whole wheat cereal and calmed down a bit.

Eddie starts crying, profusely apologizing for acting the way he did. He didn't want to be like that, he never does, but sometimes he just can't help it. Sometimes, his emotions are just too big for him to deal with properly.

Steve reassures him, saying: "It's fine! Sometimes, feelings are hard to express, I get that. I love you, everything about you.. Even your tantrums. You're okay! We're okay!"

They just cuddle after that, for HOURS!!!

Text on pictures says:

Eddie, yells into the walkie talkie: "Why no gib meh ice cream?!"

Steve, thinks to himself: Don't laugh, stay assertive.. darn it, why is he so cute?

.･｡»･⁠°✧ ↑ Here the pictures without text!! ↑ ✧°･«｡･.

Sidenote:

What grumpy baby Eds calls Steve: Meanie, Dummy, Stupid Head..

What Steve calls grumpy bby Eds: Tough Guy, Pal, Bud, Sassy One..

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[slasherbabi]

CG! Eddie x Agere! Reader x CG! Steve. (TW, SH)

I've gone through some stuff recently, so this is obviously a bit self-indulgent, obviously trigger warning for mentions of self harm. Fem pronouns and pet names used.

You stood in your boyfriend Steves bathroom, both him and Eddie still in bed, shakily trying to clean up the mess. After everything that happened recently, both of your boyfriends riddled with injuries and ptsd, the towns ground splitting apart, half of your things, half of your friends falling into the abyss. All of that on top of everything else. It was too much. You didn't want to burden your boyfriends by regressing either, so instead... this.

"Babe? You've been in there a while, like, a really long time actually y/n. You sure you're alright?" Steve called through the door, making you jump and sniffle a little.

"I'm fine! Don't worry!" Your voice shook a little, you sounded congested, it was obvious you had cried, and Steve could hear it.

"Angel, I'm coming in." His voice, he wasn't asking. He was telling you. The door opened and you looked up at him with guilty eyes. He stared at you in shock before calling out, "Hey uh... Eddie? Please come here." Thats when the tears started, Steve must have been mad.

"O-oh, no no please don't cry." He pulled you into his arms stroking your hair.

"N-no you're mad at me..." You hiccupped hiding in his chest, he squeezes you a little tighter.

"No, angel, I'm not mad. I would never be mad. Eddie! I'm sorry sweetheart, it's just, your daddy Steve here, I'm not so smart, I don't know how best to help you." Steve coos, he was so strong for you both, for the whole group actually.

"What's going on? Oh, y/n, oh my little pixie what happened?" Eddie always called you some sort of fantasy creature, his little pixie, his little elf, his dragon, or even little demon. He hurried over, Steve letting him take you instead.

"I'll be right back." He was clearly a little freaked out, making you curl against Eddie guiltily.

"Ignore him my little dragon, he just needs a minute, okay?" Eddie picked you up, sitting you on the edge of the tub, helping you clean up without a word. He didn't even have to ask, putting on cute Band-Aids with cartoons and cute colours and patterns. "So, do you want to talk about it?" He gently brushed hair from your face, his eyes gentle as always.

You eventually managed to find your voice, explaining what was stressing you out so much, and why you hadn't said anything.

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry, but I want you to know you're never a burden to us, okay? We love taking care of you, and we'd much rather take care of our little girl, then see her hurting herself. Okay? So, hold onto dada so we can go get you dressed, okay?" You nod quietly and sniffle, wrapping your arms around his neck so he could pick you up, taking you back to Steves room, only to see your comfiest onesie, a diaper, your favourite of eddies hoodies, as well as a Halloween Paci clip and a choice of pacifiers and stuffies.

(This is what it would look like for me)

You sniffle and rub your eyes, your head leaning onto Eddies shoulder.

"What's this dada?" You ask quietly, he had a big grin.

"I don't know my little Goblin, daddy must have done this for you. Just because he can't handle the messier stuff like I can, he still takes care of you." Eddie talked some sense into you, his words combined with Steve actions made you smile and nod. Speaking of, just then he returned with your bottle filled with warm milk.

"Oh, um, I got you warm milk little princess." He comes over and kisses your forehead, "Now, let's get you dressed, okay?" You nod shyly, kissing Steves cheek, Eddie laying you on the bed so they could both fuss over you and put you in your adorable little outfit, grinning as you were snuggled into Eddies Hoodie, Steve loved that hoodie, but he loved it even more on you. Once you were all cosy, Steve put your favourite movie on, and the threw of you got under the covers, sandwiched between your daddies as they fuss over you, careful of where you cuddled them, Eddie had a lot of damage around his stomach and legs, and Steve to his throat and stomach, they were feeding you little snacks between your milk. "Getting sleepy y/n?" Steve asked, rubbing your cheek softly and looking into your eyes as he bottle-fed you. You shook your head and whine softly, making Eddie chuckle and kiss the back of your head.

"I think someone is lying, right daddy?" Eddie coos and smiles at Steve. "It's okay, you are safe baby, we got you." He pulls you closer against his chest before Steve puts in your paci, kissing your cheek.

"Goodnight little one."

[autizmoeddiemunson]

more baby eddie hurt/comfort i beg

Eddie sat in his trailer, wishing Steve would return already. Ever since defeating Vecna, Eddie was almost constantly regressed. He’s never been so grateful to have Steve in his life. Not only had he been regressed a lot, he had horrible separation anxiety from Steve.

Every time he left the house without Eddie, the poor boy had panic attacks. Even being in a different room from him made him feel nauseous. Last week, Steve had to go back to work. Eddie was calling the store almost hourly to check on Steve. Robin understood why Eddie acting like this but the non-stop calls were starting to get on her nerves.

“Family Video! This is Robin how may I help you?” She answered the phone with the scripted response. “Is Steve there?” The worry in his voice was apparent. “My god! Eddie! You are so annoying! You can’t keep calling like this! We need to keep this line open for actual customers so either rent something or stop calling!” She yelled into the phone and slammed it on the receiver. Eddie immediately started crying, his mind flooded with thoughts about what horrible things could be happening to Steve.

As soon as she hung up, Robin knew she had had screwed up. Steve came from the back room confused, he wasn’t sure what happened, he just heard yelling. Robin looked fine when he walked in so he decided to ignore it.

Steve looked at his watch and sighed. “I guess Eddie’s finally getting used to me being away.” He smiled and started sorting through the returns bin. He started mumbling a song to himself and subtly dancing. Robin debated whether or not she should ruin his good mood and tell him what she did or spare his feelings for now and keep it to herself. She decided to choose the latter but had a plan.

“Hey, Harrington, how about you head home early?” She pulled a card out of her wallet. “I earned a free pint from scoops, get Eds something from me on the way home. Ok?” Steve took the card and thanked her, he grabbed his things from his locker and headed out the door.

Eddie felt horrible. Was he really so much of a bother that the woman who usually babysat him hated him now? He was a burden to everybody. No one wanted to deal with him, he was too needy.

“Eds! Im home!” Steve tossed his keys on the table & pulled off his vest. Where was Eddie? He searched the whole trailer before he heard very muffled metal music. Eddie was behind the trailer chain smoking and blasting music on his walkman.

“Hey, babe! I missed you so much!” Steve hugged him and kissed his cheek. Steve is very deep in cgspace, even if his boyfriend ‘wasn’t regressed’ he still wanted to care for him.

“I got you ice cream!” Steve locked their fingers together and led him into the house. Eddie was having trouble resisting the man’s care but wouldn’t let his regression show. “Thanks, Steve.”

Steve smiled as he took the bowl out of the freezer & handed it to Eddie. “Are you okay, sweetie?” He noticed that Eddie was acting weird and not his usual weird.

Eddie wasn’t sure whether he should tell the truth, what if Steve got mad at Robin for yelling at him? What if Steve wouldn’t let Robin babysit him anymore? He didn’t want to get her in trouble but if he lied Steve might get mad at him! “Eds?” Eddie hadn’t realized that he had been silently staring at the floor in thought for over a minute. “I’m okay.” Steve gave him a look.

“Eds, you spent a minute thinking about the question ‘are you okay?’ while looking troubled. Tell me whats wrong.” Eddie’s lip quivered, he mumbled something and backed away a bit. “Speak up, baby.” Eddie pouted and hung his head. “Robin yelled at me…” He whispered, barely audible.

Steve stiffened but tried not to look upset as to not scare the boy. “About what?” He held Eddies hand comfortingly. “Said i was annoying and told me not to call the store anymore...” He whimpered softly. Steve pulled the poor boy into a hug. “Is that why you’ve been acting so weird today?” Eddie nodded against Steve’s chest. “I’ll talk to her in the morning. Now, i think there’s a little boy in my arms who needs some love. How do cuddles & ice cream sound, bud?”

Eddie allowed himself to be picked up and nuzzled into the man’s neck. “Stevie, can i have my jammies?” He mumbled and began chewing on Steve’s shirt collar. “Of course, baby boy.” He got his baby dressed and clipped a pacifier to his shirt before carrying him to the couch. He fed him the ice cream as they watched the hobbit(1978).

“I love you, baby boy.” Steve hugged the boy and kissed him on the head. At this point, Eddie was too small to speak but Steve understood from the angelic babbling that he loved him too.

[smallghostcorner]

Could I get some CG!Steve and/or CG!Argyle with a very mischievous little? just a little rascal who gets into a lot of things they shouldn't?

ill do u one better ill give u a platonic poly ship

Summary: you get into the cookies you made with your cgs

You giggle as Argyle and Steve are talking in the living room.

You tiptoe past them into Steves kitchen, you look up to the top of the fridge where the cookie jar is filled with the cookies you three made together the day before.

You grab the jar and start going to town on them, Munchin and crunchin away.

When there's only two cookies left in the jar Steve and Argyle walk in.

"Hey my little dude what are you doin in here?" Argyle asks you as he kneels next to you.

Steve sighs "you know we said to wait until after dinner and that you could only have one cookie"

You start to tear up thinking it could get you out of a time out.

"Oh no no no don't cry little one" Argyle starts to wipe your crocodile tears.

Once your tears have dried Steve picks you up and places you on the time out chair in the corner.

"Five minutes" Steve says as he sets the kitchen timer next to you.

[jesushchristmunson]

doing another popcorn/telephone fic because i’m now addicted to doing it. i can’t stop.

@beelzeb0t let’s do this!!!

Steddie

ship: steve and eddie

warnings: sfw agere, autism, meltdown.

DNI IF KINK, NSFW, ANTI AGERE, DONT BE HERE IF YOURE A BAD PERSON

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Steve and Eddie had decided to go to the mall, Eddie had been feeling alright, he wasn’t too worked up or anything, his autism wasn’t fighting him.

Eddie was having a good time, they had gone into some shops that Eddie had asked to go into, Steve asked to go in some stores he wanted to, and all was fine, until they arrived at Hollister.

The darkness of the store, mixed with the extremely loud music. It scared Eddie. He tried to stay calm, he wanted Steve to be able to do his own shopping, Steve had so nicely let Eddie go in all the stores he wanted to go in, so he just had to do the same for Steve.

He hesitated before walking in. The darkness made his eyes hurt, every chance he got, like when Steve stopped to look at something, Eddie would shut his eyes. But that didn’t get rid of the noise. It was so loud. He liked loud music, but when he chooses to have it on. He didn’t agree to have loud music right now.

All of a sudden it just got to be too much for Eddie. His eyes started watering, he didn’t want to embarrass Steve in the mall, he really didn’t, but he couldn’t stop it from happening.

He fell to the ground, tucking his knees up to his chest, putting his head in his knees, and covering his ears with his hands.

“Ed’s, hey, what’s going on?” Steve was concerned, he didn’t even realize how triggering this environment was, until it was too late. “Oh, we gotta get you out of here. Let’s go sit somewhere else.” Steve tried to grab Eddie’s arm to get him to walk out of the store with him, but he was firmly staying on the floor, not moving.

[honeybeewritings]

🐮 steve harrington 🐮

das a bad word

steve swears in front of his baby for the first time. little!reader, gn!reader, hurt cg, implied swearing

[spider-kids-agere]

Some random marvel caregiver icons

Caregiver icons of Steve Rogers, Kate Bishop, and Wanda Maximoff (feel free to use while credit is not needed it is appreciated)

[agere-fics]

Vroom, vroom!

dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄

Word Count: 635

Summary: Steve drives you around to help you sleep

Pairing: Dada!Steve x Daddy!Bucky x Regressor!Reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Reader

Content Warnings: Usage of daddy and dada, riding in a car, getting carried/picked up, that's it :)

Authors Note: Look at me actually writing stuff!! More on the way 🐈 You can find more of my stuff in my pinned post and request more stories through the ask box.

♡

Despite all your insomniac nights, taking a cat nap in the backseat of Stevie's car was surprisingly peaceful.

bump! bump!

The crevices and rocky ground of Dada's favorite road warmed you and cooed the pangs and aches in your body. The dips were like being rocked by mother nature.

'thank you mama tree'

crunch! crunch!

Ah, that's the sound of your anxieties melting away. Really it's the gravel getting all crunched up but you know... same difference.

Your Dada was in love with these backroads. Tomorrow while you down some fruity pebbles, you'll tell him again that they really should get married. They see each other all the time! It made trips take longer but that just meant more time with Stevie.

bop! bop!

The tapping of your head against the window was actually quite gentle. Sometimes it hurts and that's when you whine to Stevie that "ow it hurt dada whyyy!!?" and to get you to stop, he'd get your favorite fast food (it was the plan all along and Stevie most definitely knew-). This time, Dada was driving super, duper slow so the bumps didn't hurt. They soothed you instead and made you very, very sleepy.

Your legs were tucked close to yourself. You laid curled up like a cat in the cold winter. In better days, you'd find your position annoyingly uncomfortable but you were so eepies- I mean sleepy.

It was kind of like leaves falling from the really tall trees in the rainforest. Sleep didn't come fast but crept up on you.

You enjoyed watching the view go by the window and the mental image of a little superhero doing parkour, racing with Dada's pickup truck. The trees had all sorts of colors and some animals hop, hopped, and peeked out from the bushes.

Everything eventually becomes grey, then black. But you don't mind. It's so calming, this rest your eyelids have found.

'Oh, they closed? Ooooh that's why the superguy disappeared.'

hmm hm hm hm

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hmm

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♡

"Welcome back, Steve-O." Bucky stood at the door frame, hands resting in his jacket pockets.

Steve placed his pointer finger on his lips and tilted his head, indicating that you were asleep.

Bucky firmly nodded and held a gentle smile. 'You're finally asleep! Aww, you deserve it, little dear.'

Your dada traded places with Bucky, leaving to go get himself ready for bed.

Daddy peeked through the windows, and then he found you, with your little head against the car door. He walked around to the door opposite of you, and moved very carefully as to not wake you.

Snores filled the air and Bucky had to hold back a giggle. He thought it was so freaking cute, don't worry!

"Come here, little one." He whispered and securely held you up against his chest. Warm and snug.

Your daddy walked into your bedroom, where Steve had been waiting and prepared your bed for you.

"Here you are, darling." Daddy laid you down.

Buck and Stevie kissed the top of your head and tucked you in.

"Goodnight, our sunflower."

♡

[buttercupagere]

steve rogers as a caregiver <3

requested by anon!

[katethewriter]

Summary: Y/n has a very specific power. She is a shapeshifter. However, she can only shift into younger versions of herself. Her abilities catch the Avengers’ attention. Though their first introduction is lackluster at best, it's not long before she has them all wrapped around her little finger.

Pairing: Avengers x Reader(platonic) - WandaNat x Reader(platonic) - mother-figure!Wanda x Reader - cg!Wanda x little!Reader - cg!WandaNat x little!Reader - cg!Avengers x little!Reader - fem!reader

A/N: This is pretty much just straight up fluff. It's my own spin on shapeshifter!Reader and little!Reader. This is just a happy little brainchild that I decided to run with

Welcome to the Team: After a chance encounter, the Avengers recruit a new kid to join the team.

Wanda Cookie Monster: It's not that Y/n is hiding from the rest of the team, except that's exactly what she is doing. Wanda is determined to break through to her.

Clint Hand-Me-Downs: As Y/n starts showing herself more and more around the compound, Clint can't help to notice she tends to wear the same thing everyday.

Natasha Kinda Like You: Y/n is convinced Natasha doesn't like her. If she could just brush away that tough exterior, maybe they have more in common than she thought. Perhaps she can gain a new ally in the process.

Steve New Kid's First Mission: Steve is wary to allow a kid on a mission, but just maybe Y/n can prove him wrong.

Peter Crayola: Peter wonders why the New Kid's pictures on the fridge are only ever done in black and blue ink or pencil.

Bruce Just a Twist: A training mishap sends New Kid to the medbay.

Sam Let's Go Fly a Kite: Sam is on duty when he spots New Kid all by herself. He offers her an opportunity most kids could only dream of.

Bucky A Mission Gone Sideways: Bucky is paired with New Kid for a mission that doesn't end as well as they would like.

Tony A Little Pinch: A flaw in Y/n's suit might be just the thing to finally pull Tony to her side.

Thor Someone Worthy: Thor returns from a long stay and doesn't recognize the young team member running around the compound.

Kate Nerf War: When someone new joins the team, Y/n takes a sudden interest in archery.

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[angelbaby-fics]

No Matter What

Pairing: CG!Steve Rogers x Little!Reader (fem nicknames used)

Word Count: 1k

A/N: omg this idea has literally been in my docs since i started this blog and i only finally wrote it all out!! y'all know i loooove thinking about pre serum steve, and i love exploring that concept through the eyes of his little 💕 also i just wanna add, i dont think worms are icky or slimy! little was just being cheeky!

“Daddy? Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

 The question took Steve by surprise; why would you even ask something like that? You were splayed out across the couch, torso propped up by pillows and one leg limply strewn over Steve’s thigh, exhausted from an hours-long playdate at Peter's house. The two of you had been sitting in silence as he read a book and you watched a cartoon on your tablet, when suddenly you popped the question.

“Why, babydoll? Are you planning on turning into a worm any time soon?” He said with a chuckle, which was apparently the wrong answer. Your face fell.

“You was s’posed to say yes, daddy,” you said with a frown. 

“Absolutely I would, my baby, I’ll always love you no matter what.” Steve reassured you, giving a light pat to your socked foot. But you weren’t entirely convinced.

“You sure daddy? You’d still love me even if I was a icky slimy worm?” You raised your eyebrows at him. 

“You’d still be my babygirl, right?”

You thought for a moment, pondering the logistics of worm transfiguration, before nodding. 

“And you’d still have the same loving heart? And the same brilliant mind?”

You nodded again. “Then of course I would still love my beautiful baby, even if you were an adorable, tiny little worm.”

You giggled at this, and repositioned yourself to be nearer to your daddy, abandoning your tablet on the ground. Setting his book down as well, Steve wrapped his arms around you with a smile. As you buried yourself into his body, he softly ran his thumbs in circles on your back. Snuggling into his biceps, you mumbled into his muscles. “You’d have to be careful if I was a worm, cos daddy’s so big and strong!” 

Steve kept stroking your back, but his hands slowed down as he began to get lost in thought. It didn’t take long for you to notice the change in his mood, so you pulled your head out from his embrace to check on him. 

Your daddy had a look on his face you’d never seen before… not sad, but distant. Like his body was here with you, but his mind was back in the past. As soon as he felt your curious gaze on him, it was as if he snapped back into reality. Not wanting you to worry, he put on a soft smile and kissed you on the head, but you couldn’t let that moment go. “What’s wrong, daddy?” You asked, your eyes serious and pleading with him to be honest with you. He thought to himself for a moment and took a heavy breath.

“You know, babydoll, daddy didn’t used to be so big and strong. He was small once upon a time” Your eyes widened in disbelief.

“You mean you were small like a baby? Small like me?”

Steve nodded, cracking a smile at your shocked reaction.

“That’s right, only I wasn’t a baby. I was a grown up, but my body stayed tiny.”

“How come?”

“That’s just how I was born, sweetpea.”

“And then you work out lots and lots and eat your veggies and turned into big daddy like now?”

Steve sighed again. 

“Not quite, angel. You see, I tried really hard to get big and strong like I am now, eating my veggies just like you said, but nothing helped. Then one day, a scientist gave me a special medicine, and it made me grow. All this happened before you were born, babydoll, so you didn’t know me back then.”

You furrowed your brows in contemplation. Although Steve had omitted any details unfit for a youngster like yourself, he hoped it still made sense in your tiny mind. You just couldn’t believe it though, daddy was always known for being strong and brave, it was even in his theme song! The thought of him being anything other than the man you’ve always known and loved just wouldn’t compute in your little head. Steve could tell you were still confused when he had an idea. Carefully, he stood up with you still entangled in his arms, and brought you over to the big bookshelf in the living room. 

Steve went straight to the top shelf, the one you couldn’t reach, and pulled down the old photo album you’d always been curious about. The worn leather of the cover reminded you of an ancient spellbook, and no matter how many times you asked, Steve had never brought it down for you to look at until now. He brought it with him as he sat you back onto the couch, and took a seat next to you, opening the book across both of your laps.

Inside the book, you didn’t find spells at all, just pictures of people you couldn’t recognize. Black and white photos of a boy, who kind of reminded you of your friend Peter. He wore clothes that were just slightly too big on him, almost like he was pretending to be a grown up instead of actually being one. And his face looked familiar.

Suddenly, your jaw dropped. You looked up at Steve, back down to the photograph, back up at Steve, over and over, processing the puzzle you had just put together. “That’s you, daddy!” You cried out.

“I know!” Steve laughed. “Can you believe it?”

You shook your head, and resumed staring at the photo, your daddy’s familiar features becoming more and more obvious to you the longer you looked at it. Your attention was only torn from the image after a few minutes when Steve spoke up from beside you.

“Would you still love me if I were small?”

You looked up at him, his hopeful smile and his love-filled eyes. The same ones in the photo you’d been studying for the past five minutes. Softly, you reached up to cup his face in your tiny hands, feeling his cheeks fill with warmth as you did so.

“Same smile… same eyes… same daddy?” You asked.

“Yeah baby, same daddy.”

“Then yes. I always love daddy, no matter what.”

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Discovery (Eddie x Little! Reader)

Summary: Dropping hints and trying to read between the lines.

A/N: Do I have a queue of requests I should be working on? YES. Did the dopamine tell me to write an agere fic for Eddie Munson? Also YES. So I lived by my motto: follow the dopamine. Sorry for the long delay, I’ve been going to the doctors for a month now to deal with chronic joint pains! I am still trying to go through requests, just really needed to write this story.

TW: Mentions of drugs, Mentions of alcohol, Friendly teasing, Big-headspace, Anxiety, Stress, Lying, and Negative talk. Also, Age Regression, don’t like, don’t read.

Words: 2969

Eddie Munson was sat at the ‘Freak’ Table, a rather sad sandwich in front of him. Gareth was the only one at the table with him at the moment, (Y/N), Jeff, and the freshman were caught up doing only god knows what. Eddie was huffing and sighing, obviously deep in thought about something that was bothering him.

“Hey man, are you okay?” Gareth asked mouth half full with mac and cheese.

“I- Yeah, It’s just that-” Eddie wasn’t sure how to tell his friend what he was thinking, “Well- Remember how I told you I wanted to take care of someone?”

“Oh! Yeah!” Gareth stopped, quickly shifting to a whisper, “Where you want to take care of an age repressor.”

“An age regressor…” Eddie corrected. In all honesty, Gareth wasn’t meant to know, however, Eddie got a little too drunk and high one hangout. “And you know how I’ve been seeing (Y/N) for about a month right?” 

“Yeah, we all do,” Gareth said sarcastically.

“Well, I’ve been trying to drop hints and see if maybe she’s an age regressor.” Eddie sounded so frustrated.

“Have you found anything that indicates she might be a- that?” Gareth asked, head tilted and tray pushed away from him slightly. Eddie had his undivided attention.

“Well- nothing yet really… They have stuffies on their bed… But that isn’t proof! They are super clingy when they are tired, but that isn’t anything either. I just need to find proof, like a paci or sippy or blanky…” Eddie grunted unhappily.

“So you have to snoop around their room.” The sentence was a mix of a question and statement, “OR you need to get them to regress in front of you accidentally.”

“Or that…” Eddie quieted, this time he was thinking. ‘How do I get proof of their regression?’

His thoughts were short-lived, as the table was soon swarmed by Dustin, Lucas, Jeff, Mike, and (Y/N). Jeff was carrying their trays. (Y/N) most likely almost spilled it on him earlier. They sat right next to Eddie.

“Hi, Eddie!” (Y/N) still sounded shy and like a school kid with a crush while talking to their boyfriend.

“Hey! How is my baby today?” Eddie didn’t mean to talk to them like they were little but he couldn’t help it. The way their eyes began to sparkle when he babied them and was overly affectionate, made him start to do it unconsciously.

“I’m good!” They shouted out before they realized how loud they were and whispered an apology. (Y/N) began to pull on Eddie’s sleeve to get him to lean close to listen to their murmurs, “Can you come over tonight? I’m gonna be all alone, and I don’t want to have to sleep all alone. I was left money for pizza and movies! I also have enough for snacks! Please Eds please!”

Eddie didn’t waste any time pressing his hands to their cheeks, looking into their lightly moist eyes, “Oh sweetheart, I will come over tonight. How about I drive us after school? We can stop by my house, then family video, and if you want a convenient store!”

“Really?!?” (Y/N) bounced in their seat, overjoyed. 

Eddie chuckled and kissed their forehead, “Now eat, we have class soon.”

Lunch went smoothly, the Hellfire boys mainly talked about new characters for new campaigns or about new dice. (Y/N) listening contently, and asking if they could fill out a character sheet. They were already an honorary member, however, was too nervous to play up until this point. Eddie decided they would fill the sheet later, at their home. 

Soon, the bell rang meaning lunch was over. The group split up, (Y/N) heading one way, Eddie carrying their bag along with his, and the rest of the group exploding rushing all different ways. (Y/N) had to go to their history class, while Eddie had to go to English (which was on the opposite side of the school). When they arrived, Eddies kissed (Y/N)’s forehead and stroked their cheek. Both quietly wished each other a good day and promised to meet at his van. 

(Y/N) sat next to their friend Robin, slumping in their seat. Robin was not great with social cues, but was quick to notice this and assumed the worse. Robin turned to her friend looking panicked, “Are you okay? Please tell me you aren’t slipping right now. Cause I wouldn’t know what to do or how to get you out of here without-”

“Robin, I’m fine. I’m not slipping.” (Y/N) promised turning their attention to the teacher, who was now putting on a history documentary. This class would be smooth, now to get through the other 2 classes. 

“Then what’s wrong?” Robin pushed, curious at this point. 

“I just can’t figure out if Eddie would want to take care of me when I slip, like be my caregiver… I tried to drop hints, I introduced him to Mr. snuggles and he didn’t pick up on it! So then I tried to figure out if he was a…  you know, by watching him and just seeing, ya know?” They whispered, frustration evident, “It’s just he makes me want to regress around him, how he talks to me and always makes sure I’m okay… I don’t know.”

“Maybe you need to just talk to him about it. I mean- c’mon- Eddie can’t judge you, he wouldn’t!” Robin says, “or you could snoop, that would be easier.”

“Hmmmm… He’s sleeping over tonight maybe I could snoop in his van, and then drop hints when we pick movies and snacks?”

“Good idea!”

They both dropped into a comfortable silence, learning about the renaissance through a terrible documentary. The rest of the day was a boring blur, of information and teachers’ lives. Luckily, the final bell rang, meaning it was officially the weekend. (Y/N) stopped at their locker before making their way to the parking lot. The sun blinded them as they search for Eddie’s beat up old van. It was easy to spot, especially with music blaring from inside, as Eddie made it to the van first. (Y/N) started bounding to the vehicle, their backpack bouncing against their back. Eddie spotted them as he stepped out to greet them properly.

“Hey Baby, how was your day?” Eddie asked as he wrapped his arms around their waist lifting them off the ground slightly. 

“It was good, D-” (Y/N) quickly caught their slip up and interrupted themselves, “In history, we watched a movie!” 

“Wow baby, sounds like you had quite the day! Maybe you can tell me more about it during the car ride?” Eddie smiled, walking them to the passenger seat and opening the door for them. Watched as they climbed in, in case they needed help getting situated.

“Can I pick the music?” They were met with a nod and a point to the console full of cassette tapes. Eddie walked, with a passion to the other side, not wanting to leave them in the car alone for any longer than needed.

Once sat in his seat, Eddie looked at (Y/N) digging through his music, not yet buckled in. Soon ‘Love Gun’ by KISS was playing, and Eddie was leaning over to buckle them in, before taking off (not buckling himself in). “So tell me more about your day, Prince(ss).”

“Oh! So in math, we played a quiz game, and if you got the question right, you got candy!” (Y/N) said, pulling candy out of the pocket on their bag.

“Woah, my baby is so smart! How many questions did you get right?” Eddie smiled, similarly to the Chesire Cat. 

“I got all 10 right! So I got extra for getting all of them!” The praise was nearly enough to make them slip, however they fought it off.

The pair's first stop was at Eddie’s trailer. (Y/N) stayed in the car, as requested by Eddie. They took this opportunity to snoop around his van. Opening the middle console, the console in front of them, and eyeing the back of the van: nothing. All he had in the back was a small mattress and posters, similar to his bedroom. Soon the door flung open and Eddie was throwing a duffle bag in the back, hopping in.

“Now let’s go get some movies baby,” Eddie said.

“How was your day?” (Y/N) finally asked, feeling big enough to remember their manners.

“Amazing, now that I’m with you,” Eddie replied cheekily, pulling their hand to kiss the back of it.

“I’m glad we can have a sleepover tonight…” (Y/N) said, Eddie was caught by the wording. Most teens would say ‘I’m glad you can stay over’, avoiding the word sleepover. The word feels childish and innocent.

“I am too,” Eddie wanted to say more, but they were at the store. So he decided to jump out and ignore his urge to ask stupid questions. He opened the door for (Y/N), holding their hand as they hop out as well. 

Walking into the Family Videos, they were expecting to see Steve, however, were met with Keith’s unwelcoming face. Rather than starting a conversation with the unhappy man, the pair decided to wander until they find something. The couple started in the horror section but quickly moved past it, (Y/N) not wanting to watch a scary movie while so close to slipping. Shortly they found two comedies, and a thriller, and (Y/N) grabbed a kid’s film and claimed it was their favorite as a child. 

“Hmm... I’ve never watched that, maybe we can grab a few more and watch stuff from our childhood all night?” Eddie asked gently, prompting them to grab another movie, Sleeping Beauty.

“I have some movies at home too…” (Y/N) managed to mumble out, staring at the two movies they were holding: a carebears movie and a Disney one. They wanted to giggle at the fact they were getting away with getting them on account of them being part of their childhood.

“Okay, Sweetpea,” Eddie bit his lip to stop himself from smiling too wide. This had to be a sign of them being a regressor. It just had to. 

Eddie walked them to the counter putting the five movies on it. Eddie was quick to pull out his wallet, paying to rent the movie onto his account. He wouldn’t be caught dead letting his baby pay for anything, even if he had very little money. Luckily, he had enough to pay, and even enough for some snacks for the night in also. Thank goodness for the Jocks throwing a rager the week before and going to him for… Party favors…

Eddie led (Y/N) out of the store carrying the movies for them. They assumed since his hands were full they should go and open their own door only to be met with Eddie loudly demanding they get their hands off the door handle. Once he put all the movies in one hand, he pulled open the door for them and helped them in, and placed the movies at their feet. As he walked around the van to get in, he grumbled about how they were trying to steal his job. When he finally got in he jokingly wagged his finger at them shaking his head, although laughing slightly. 

“Now, do you want to head home, or stop for snacks?” He asked, buckling up and watching as they did the same this time. 

“We can head home, we have snacks at home…” They said while smiling, “Even got your favorite!”

“Oh, did you know? Had this all planned out before you even asked me, huh?” Eddie teased, one hand moving towards them as he began to drive.

“NO! Wanted to have it for if you ever wanted to hang out!” (Y/N) giggled out as they were poked at. 

“Hm, guess I will believe you,” Eddie glanced at them. They looked slightly fidgety, gnawing at their bottom lip, “Baby, that lip isn’t food.”

The comment made them immediately stop chewing their lip. They realized how close to slipping they were, all because of how well they were being taken care of. Tonight was going to be a challenge, how were they going to stay big the rest of the night, if they couldn’t for a simple car trip. Usually, they would be able to stay big for a very long time, even when he babied them, today was different. It was like Eddie had taken everything up a notch. 

They were so deep in thought they didn’t realize Eddie got out of the car to help them out. They were startled when their door was flung open, they recovered quickly. Unbuckling themself, they turned towards the door, Eddie grabbed their waist and helped them down (You know what I’m talking about like he lifts them, and it's so cute!!!). Eddie then grabs his duffle bag and the movies.

The two walked up to the door where (Y/N) realized they have to find the key in their bag. After struggling and fumbling for way too long, they found the key ring. Unluckily, there were multiple keys on the ring, causing another struggle, this one was short-lived as Eddie took the keys and unlocked the door quickly for them.

“Thank you,” They mumbled walking in, and closing the door behind them. 

“No problem baby,” Eddie said kissing their head, dropping the keys in the bowl by the front door before following them to the living room.

Eddie was obviously snooping, looking at pictures and random nicknacks in the room. He almost bounced in joy when they pulled them towards their room, saying they want to change but don’t want to be alone. When the got to the room, he saw a (What your room looks like)  room. He was soon snooping through their dresser feeling the fabrics of their clothing, before covering by saying which they should wear as its super soft. Once (Y/N) was out of the room, just in the bathroom right next door, Eddie jumped to look in their closet and under their bed to find a “little” box.

Soon Eddie came face-to-box, with an ordinary-looking shoe box, the only shoe box in the room. With a quick glance around, he throw the box on the bed and opened it. BOOM! This is the proof he was looking for! The box contained crayons, coloring pages, and a paci (and/or chewie, depending on your little age). Too busy soaking in his find, he forgot to pay attention to the door.

(Y/N) entered the room ready to jump on their boyfriend, but was cut short by the sight of his shocked face and their secret box. They needed an excuse, he looks shocked… ‘Maybe it isn’t shock, maybe it’s disgust! SAY SOMETHING, LIE’

“What are you doing?” Was all they managed to let out, their voice caught in their throat. Eyes began to glaze with tears, regression was creeping in from the back of their mind.

“Oh, I’m just looking in your box! You draw so well Baby!” Eddie said entirely genuinely, however to them it seemed to be a taunt or tease of them.

“IT’S NOT MINE I PROMISE!” (Y/N) cried out, tears still yet to leave their eyes. They were slowly trying to back out of the room. Maybe they could run, at least then they can be free from this torture.

“Then who’s is it?” Eddie asked, smirking, too caught up to realize their distress, “Come over here.”

“N-No! Ou don like me an more!!!” They yelled, stumbling towards the stairs.

Eddie quickly realized he didn’t deal with the situation correctly, rushing to keep his little one away from the stairs. Luckily as they were partially regressed they were moving slower than he was. He caught them easily, hands catching their armpits and picking them up. Once they landed on his hip, they tried thrashing. Eddie was hit in the face once or twice before they were placed on the edge of their bed.

“Stop,” Eddie commanded. This caused their kicking and flailing to stop, but their tears continued. Their sobs ripped through his heart.

“I Sowwy!” They said wanting this to be over, wanting him to say he thought they were gross or whatever else he had to say.

“Baby, thank you for apologizing. I am sorry for scaring you, and looking in your box.” Eddie said hands stroking the sides of their face, “I’m also sorry for not realizing you were upset, I was just so excited that you were a regressor that I missed your queues!”

With big teary eyes, (Y/N) blinked in realization. Tears changed from sad to happy cries, “Weawwy?”

“Yes Baby, I am so excited to see you little and help take care of you!” Eddie said, a smile of pure joy. He quickly remembered they didn’t agree to him being their caregiver, “That is if you want me to be your caregiver?”

“YESSSS!!!! PEASE!” (Y/N) jumped on him, tears left to a sniffle.

“Good, 'cause that means I can go put on a movie for you and get some yummy food, and then take care of you all night. How about you pick a paci, stuffie, and blankie?” Eddie asked grabbing their box so they can pick a paci.

“Seep down’taiws?” (Y/N) asked, picking a paci.

“Yes, we will sleep downstairs.” Smiling as they start trying to grab blankets and pillows, “And I will get everything for our sleepover, you are far too little to carry these!”

Eyes wide, staring at their new caregiver, their hearts swell. He was so good at taking care of them, “Okie Dada!”

[autizmoeddiemunson]

eddie being a itty bitty baby and the entire gang just babies the shit out of him and he’s so entertained by baby games and just aaaaa baby eddie makes my heart go wowjsbbsbs basically just an idea you have free reign for everything else just a lil fluffy story of baby eddie getting the love he deserves

“Is Eddie here?” Dustin dropped his bag by the door to Steve’s house. Everyone had been hanging around Steve’s place lately, it was so big and Steve was usually the only one there so it was a great hang out spot.

“I think he’s ‘helping’ Steve make dinner.” Dustin was confused by what Robin meant by “‘helping’” but decided to let it go and head to the kitchen. He found what he saw to be adorable but knew Steve needed actual help. Eddie was being carefully carried on Steve’s hip, extremely entertained by the man’s hair. Steve, however, was desperately trying to get dinner for everyone cooked without dropping the baby tugging at his hair.

“Need a hand, man?” Dustin chuckled as he walked over to distract Eddie. “Is it that obvious? Here, can you hold him? I need to finish making dinner.” He carefully passed the boy to him, quickly resuming his cooking.

“Alright, little guy, let’s get you set up in the living room.” Eddie simply babbled in response, enjoying being carried. Dustin ran to the hall closet and grabbed some blankets & pillows, he told robin to grab some as well. He set Eddie down on the couch and began building a ‘nest’ on the floor, making it big enough to fit everyone with Robins help. The boy squealed and crawled into the huge pile. He rubbed his face on the soft material making the top layer of the nest. “Oh!” Dustin exclaimed before heading to Steve’s room to grab the boy’s ‘little box,’ on the way back, grabbing some things from Eddie’s backpack. He entered the living room with a smile on his face, dropping stuffies into the nest before going through the box. He pulled out a pacifier with the words ‘little dragon’ on it and clipped it to his shirt. Then, he grabbed a decorated bottle and knelt in front of the baby on the floor.

“Alright, bud, do you want milk or juice?” Eddie babbled something that sounded like ‘juice’ so Dustin went with that. Robin played with him while the other two were gone. Steve rarely took so long to cook but he knew Max, Mike, and Lucas would be here soon.

Just as he was finished, he heard the door open. Dustin helped him cary the plates to the living room, bottle in hand. Dustin cooed at the sight in the living room. Robin and the kids were playing with Eddie in the nest. Lucas was shaking his keys, earning angelic giggles from the baby in the nest.

The rest of the night couldn’t have gone better. Everyone ate and Eddie was taken care of & babied for the rest of the night.

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i just read your latest cg!steve post and i fricking melted!! can you pls write a fic where one of the littles call steve mama? i need the momma steve content as much as i need air <33

Summary: Steve walks in on Billy regressed for the first time(they've been dating and have talked about it before Steves just never seen baby Billy)

"Billy! I'm home!" Steve called as he toed off his shoes and shed off his family video vest.

"Billy?" Steve passed through the livingroom and to the kitchen, finding both rooms empty.

He makes his way upstairs and to his bedroom, once he reaches the top of the stairs he hears faint giggles and babbling.

Steve pushes open the door to see Billy sitting on his bed with a teddy bear in his hands and a sippy cup of juice within arms reach in the nightstand. He has a pacifier hanging out of his mouth that's clipped to a soft blue sweatshirt, one of Steves, and underneath he's wearing a pair of white athletic shorts.

"Hey little guy" Steve says in a soft tone and he approaches the bed.

"Is this baby Billy?" Steve asks and Billy nods his head.

Billy makes grabby hands towards him as he stands next to the bed.

"Mama!" he proclaims exitedly and Steve melts.

[marvelfanfics1]

The Avengers little

(GIF not mine)

Summary: Being the Avengers little includes...

Pairing: og!cg!avengers x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, FLUFF

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You will get cuddles whenever you want, there will always be one of them who has time to give you snuggles.

If you would fall and scrap your knee Bruce will patch you up and check if you have any other issues and gives you a lollipop for being so brave.

Steve will give you snacks throughout the day and watches that you're hydrated, giving you juice boxes or bottles when you're too little.

You would get lots of piggyback rides from Thor and often play with his hair, braiding it and putting beautiful clips in it.

Watching Clint and Natasha train, rating who is better, and playing tag when they're done which would end in you being held down by Clint while Natasha tickles you.

Tony spoiling you rotten and buying you toys almost every single day even though you said he doesn't have to. He still keeps doing it, of course.

You carrying stuffie versions of them with you around the tower and freaking out when of them is missing.

MOVIE NIGHTS!

You don't want any of them to feel neglected and would cuddle 20 minutes with one of them, then switch so everyone got a cuddle that evening.

Them fighting whose turn it is to feed, bath, play, or dress you.

"You got to play with the little one yesterday, Tony!"

"Then I got called for a meeting which means I got to spend less time with her, Pointbreak!"

But Steve would always calm them down and find a solution.

You love coloring with Steve and Bruce, enjoying the silence, and showing each other your artworks.

If you would have a nightmare you would crawl into one of their beds and cuddle with them.

You are never alone. Even if you think you are there's always one of them near you.

The favorite thing you do is play to pretend being on a mission with them. You would have many different outfits and toy weapons that Tony and Bruce designed you.

"We got saved by the mighty Y/n!" Thor would shout and put you on his shoulder while the others cheered.

You would only do outside activities with all of them. Like going to the park, zoo, waterparks, etc.

You usually call them by their names or nicknames, only calling them Daddy/Mommy when you're feeling very small.

The persons who deal with your tantrums and punish you accordingly are Steve, Natasha, and Clint.

Thor, Tony, and Bruce are more the ones who comfort you afterwards and explain why you were punished.

Then everyone would come together and have a big group cuddle!

They are the best caregivers in the world and you love them all with your whole heart.

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