#cg!steve x little!reader

[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.”

[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.

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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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m

hmm

mm

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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."

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[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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[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!”

[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.

⭒𖥸⭒

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Heyy Babes

I'm going to be a blog for age regression fics, imagines, headcanons ects. I'm new to age regression but I'm learning fast and becoming an age regressor. 

AGE REGRESSING IS NOT A KINK!!!

please send some requests id be more then happy to take some <3

Who i'll write for 

Marvel 

Little!loki x cg!reader/ daddy!loki x little!reader 

Little!bucky barnes x cg!reader/ daddy!bucky x little!reader 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader 

Little!stucky x cg!reader/ daddy!stucky x little!reader 

Little!Peter Parker x cg!reader 

Daddy!Tony Stark x little!reader 

Stranger things 

Little!Steve x cg!reader/ daddy!Steve x little!reader

Little!eddie x cg!reader/ daddy!eddie x little!reader 

Mommy!robin x little!reader 

Harry potter: 

Little!draco x cg!reader/ daddy!Draco x little!reader 

Obey me shall we date/onemaster to rule them all 

little!Lucifer x cg!mc/ daddy!lucifer x little!mc

little!Mammon x cg!mc/ daddy!mammon x little!mc  

little!Leviathan x cg!mc

little!Satan x cg!mc/ daddy!Satan x little!mc  

little!Asmodeus x cg!mc/ daddy!asmodeus x little!mc 

little!Beelzebub x cg!mc/ daddy!beelzebub x little!mc 

little!Belphegor x cg!reader/ daddy!belphegor x little!mc

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

[royalty-unknown]

You. Are. Loved

Cg!Eddie Munson x Cg!Steve Harrington x little!reader

WARNING : angst/fluff, SELF-HARM!, Toxic families, Anti-agere(form parent or gaurdian) ,Poly relationship, Age regression, violence(Slight hitting),Big space *Only for a little* crying, Shaking, slight Aggressiveness from Steve but nothing serious, Mentions of blood, bad grammar, terribly written, mistakes, cursing, partially based on a true story. DON'T LIKE DON'T READ! thank you~

Hewo! This is my Second story and I’m just want to say this is sfw ONLY and not a kink. It is a coping mechanism used to help in many different ways and is NOT ddlg. Heads up it's kinda longish ngl but this is my second time writing a story so I put much thought into it! Please take note that this is partially based on a true story aka my life. (DISCALAIMER) SELF HARM IS NOT AN AESTHETIC!! 

Half Summary: You didn’t quite know why you self-harmed…Fucking hell. yes you did it was beacause of your family/mom/dad/gardian/etc Constantly body shaming, yelling, controlling, (etc) and most importantly neglecting (at) you so you used Age regression as a way to help you. Your boyfriends Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson were your Caregivers and loved you so much and never judged you. You felt like age regression was really helping you get past the past..That was until your mom/dad/guardian/etc walked in your room as you were trying to shift with your Paci in your mouth and bottle next to you while watching cartoons..She took everything

“M-Mom (/dad/guardian/etc) wait! Give it back!” y/n said “NO What is this bullshit! Your acting like a baby and its Stupid you know God wants us to grow not act like a baby be the big girl you oh so claim to be and figure out your problems like a normal human being and GROW THE FUCK UP!” your mom said yelling and shouting at you which you were sensitive to and throwing the paci and bottle away. you flinched and whimpered. She left and slammed your room door shut. You broke down in tears as you started to pack your stuff, just some clothes and the f/c (Favorite color) stuffie that Eddie and Steve gifted to you after learning about your age regression about 2 years ago. Then you see it..The box that you keep your razor in you set down your f/c (Favorite color) bag with cute fidgets, keychains and things that you can play with which Steve and Eddie also gifted to you as one of your birthday presents.

You opened the box, saw the razor and everythings came back to you, that feeling that never gets old. Eddie and Steve knew about your self harm and you told them you stopped and you did..at the time you told them. You tried to stop but everytime something bad happened you did it. You had been clean for about 2 months now and today you told yourself only 5 cuts…but 5 turned into 10…and 10 turned into 20…. And before you knew it you were at 38…you were crying so much just wishing Steve and Eddie we’re there to stop you..now you felt like your arm was ruined by cuts..you put the razor back into the box and packed it still sobbing. You had no Idea why you still lived with your parents/parents/guardian/etc . You just didn’t when you turned 18 (or age) you could move out but you didn’t in hopes to fix things but no you made everything worse you thought. You grabbed your bag and left getting into your car. You're still sobbing and crying and you started to drive. You didn’t know where you just drove not even noticing that your cuts we’re bleeding badly and needed to be treated soon, you left at 2:22pm and didn’t stop driving until about 10:22pm your walkie was in the passenger seat eddie and steve decorated it for you it was f/c (Favorite color) with f/t (favorite things) type stickers it buzzed and then you heard steve's voice “Y/n?? Y/n come in! Where are you?” You thought about not picking it up but that would just cause them to worry more “Y/N/? Baby are you ok??” Eddie said you slowly picked it up hesitantly but still you pressed that button now there was no going back “y-yes..” you said weakly with a slight crack in your voice. “Baby! Oh god! Where are you? It's been 3 days!” Steve said then it hit you..You 're driving for three days straight, you 're thinking too much. You looked at your arm and saw a lot of dried up blood  “Sweetheart!” Eddie called “y-yes s-sorry um…” You looked around to see that you weren't far from Steve's house “I-I actually am heading to steve’s house..” you said as you drove there “No. No. Well yes come here but tell us where you have been and where you are now.” Steve said it in a tone that scared you slightly. You put the walkie down and drove to Steve's house ignoring the questions from Dustin, Nancy, Steve, Eddie and Max as well. About 1 hour later when you were at Steve's house you grabbed your bag and opened the car door shutting and locking it then walking up to his door putting your sleeve down so they didn’t see the cuts. You opened  the door to see a Steve whose head was in his hands slightly in his hair while his leg was bouncing up and down and a Eddie who was mumbling things about you and pacing back and forth they,turned their heads to the door because it opened and saw you.

Their eyes widened and they ran up to you and hugged you “Where were you y/n??” Steve said “We were worried sick” Eddie added on. It took you a moment to reply but you shrugged and just walked up to Steve's room causing them to let go and follow you “Hey! Answer me!” Steve said, grabbing your arm slightly raising his voice..You flinched and tears fell out of your eye’s..not only because he yelled but because he was grabbing your arm too tight..the same arm you cut “O-Owie!” You said starting to shift into little space “Let Go!” You said snatching your arm back but his grip only got tighter causing you to let out a quiet sob and tried to hit his chest as hard as you can over and over but the punches only came out as soft little hits (The same exact thing that mike did to hopper when mike found out hopper was hiding el) “Y-”steve started trying to stop and hug you Hit “H-Hey” Eddie stepped in and held you from behind wrapping his arms around you waist but you hit him saying “Lwet! gwo!” hitting him again the punches became softer and softer until you're just bawling your eyes and heart out into Eddie’s chest. Steve let go of your wrist and hugged you not knowing exactly what to do, eddie picked you up rocking you and gently shushing you he himself didn’t know what to do but he just thought this was the best Idea you sobs tuned into cries which turned into whimpers which turned into sniffles which turned into soft snores Steve got out your f/c (Favorite color) pj’s and made a bath while eddie laid you down slowly taking off your bottoms as to not wake you up he did the same with the shirts and undergarments and it wasn’t until he picked you up and brought you to the tub that he noticed..the cuts..”s-steve” he whispered “hm?-'' he stopped when he came in and saw your arm “baby…” he walked to you and gently picked up your arm so as to not wake you up and closed his eyes with some tears falling and sighed. “I’ll get the first aid kit..” Eddie said wiping his eyes to avoid tears but they still left his eyes. After 20 mins you were washed up and your scars were wrapped and treated. Steve picked you up and wrapped you in your f/c (Favorite color) towel and took you to the bed lotioning you (Etc) and putting on your pj’s (For my black girl audience like me or just audience that wraps their hair up if there’s any they did wrap your hair up scarf/bonnet etc) and laid you down putting a paci in your mouth and your bottle with water in it on the nightstand next to you. They got in the bed on each side of you, kissed your forehead, put their foreheads together, hugged each other then kissed each other's forehead saying good night, laying down and going to sleep. 

10am You woke up, Not sure where you were and not remembering anything you rubbed the sleepiness out of your eyes and realized you were in your boyfriend(s) home in his bed alone and you had your pj’s on, paci in your mouth and your arms were wrapped. You started to panic they find out about you cutting before you could get too deep in thought the door opened to reveal your two lovely boyfriends with f/p/b/f (Favorite pancakes/ breakfast food) and eddie with your bottle filled with milk “Morning little one” Steve said “Morning bubba” Eddie said “M-Mornwing daddies” you said looking into your lap playing with the bandages not sure if they were still upset about the cutting “Sweetheart look at me” Eddie said setting the bottle on the nightstand and sitting on the bed and grabbing your arms and folding them so your hand was over your cuts on each arm “No.” you unfolded your arms confused and he folded them again “No.” Eddie said you unfolded them getting that he’s saying no to you cutting and he folded them again “No.” Eddie said grabbing in between your folded arms holding them together “Talk to us..we are here we love you and you and us both know that this is not helping.” Steve said, setting down the tray of food. You were sobbing Eddie pulled you onto his lap and hugged you, Steve softly sushing you and Eddie holding you close to and rocking you. Once you stopped crying they sat you down and each wiped each eye “Talk to us baby..What made you do this to your pretty arms?..” Steve said, taking off the bandages. You let everything out and told them everything from your family/mom/dad/guardian/etc being toxic to your mom/dad/guardian/etc throwing away your paci and bottle. They were furious by the time you finished talking. “Live here.” Steve said “h-huh-” “Live here. So this can stop. we can stand seeing you struggle like this little one” steve said “We will talk to you about it when your big again but until then~” Eddie started planting kisses all over your face while steve kissed over top of your cuts causing you to let out giggles and laughs “Your pretty” Eddie said in between kisses “Your worth it” Steve said in between kisses and more compliments and kisses just kept coming until you heard “You. Are. Loved.” Eddie said, `` Which made you smile as your lip quivered “You hear us little one? You. Are Loved No matter what. So promise us you will talk to us when you're sad or you feel like you want to hurt yourself again. Please..” Steve added on it took you a second but you said it “I prwomise daddys.” they smiled “Thank you princess” Steve said “Thank you sweetheart” Eddie said “I’s wuv chu daddas” you said “We love you too little one” They said sitting up steve wrapping your arm up and eddie Cutting up your b/f (Breakfast food) into smaller pieces so you don't choke and once steve was done you 3 ended up eating, cuddling, and watching cartoons all day.

 <3

Word Count: 2092

Hi guys this was my second story please let me know your thoughts and opinions but in a respectful manner! I know that this was somewhat scrambled-ish, rushed,and depressing. But hopefully this is good and not too bad! And again I will hope to improve as I go and continue writing stories! But anyways hope your drinking 1-4 water bottles/cups of water and eating at least 1-2 meals a day! Until the next one my lovely Victims~

Your Friendly Neighborhood,     

  ☢Killer Bunny☢

[sunshine-n-raccoons]

Nothing to Fear

Steve Harrington x little!reader

TW: age regression, nightmares, anxiety. (If you don’t like these things please don’t read!)

Reader is staying over at Steve’s house for the weekend, and falls asleep on the couch where Steve leaves them to sleep. Reader then has nightmares in the middle of the night and goes to find Steve for comfort and protection.

PUREEEE FLUFF AND ACCEPTANCE. SFW always always.

Today you were having a sleep over at Steve’s house and you were so excited! You and Steve grew up together and he was the only person you’ve ever felt fully safe and comfortable with to fully be yourself.

You guys haven’t seen each other in a good few weeks so it was a much needed reunion for the both of you.

You pull into the driveway and skip up to his door and knock the rhythm of your secret code you two created when you were in 2nd grade.

Steve cracks the door open and suspiciously says “who goes there…? Aha! It’s you. What’s the secret code?”

You roll your eyes and laugh “Steve, if you already see it’s me, why do you need a secret code? Is the knock we’ve had since elementary school not enough you weirdo?”

He gasps “Now I KNOW that MY Y/N would NOT disrespect their Steve by calling him names when they haven’t seen each other in weeks. I think we have an imposter on our hands” and he tries to *jokingly* slam the door, causing you to slam against it in a giggling mess

“STEVE IT’S ME! LET ME IN!” You shout laughing as you both wrestle to get the door open (steve using barely even half his strength, but wanted to make you feel strong)

eventually he lets the door swing wide open and you roll yourself in and fall on the floor laughing up a storm. He’s staring down at you smirking “well, what do ya know. It IS the REAL Y/N.” He helps you up and ruffles your hair “what’s up with ya kiddo?” As he turns his back to you to head towards the kitchen.

“Steve I’m like… 2 months older than you I think” you say with an annoyed groan as you fix your hair.

He stops in his tracks and turns on his heels, walking up to you, towering over you. “But I’m like… 2 million inches taller, aren’t I, little bit?”

He’s staring directly into your eyes and you gulp, Steve doesn’t fully know about your regression, and doesn’t realize what those teasing nicknames do to your heart. You awkwardly laugh and say “yeah yeah okay whatever, I’m not fighting again when I’ve barely made it through the door. Whatcha got for snacks? And what are we doing tonight?”

Steve chuckles and guides you into the kitchen, showing the array of snacks he got for you both, evenly sorted by type of snacks and divided between your side and his. Beside it all was a stack of movies you both have been saying for months you wanted to watch together.

You gleam at him “OH THIS IS GONNA BE THE BEST NIGHT EVER!” You dig your hand through one of the snack bowls for you and happily chomp down while looking through the movie stack.

Steve just laughs at you, “well geez, someone’s ready to get this party started huh?” and begins to move everything into the living room so that the movie watch party can officially begin.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

After about 2 thriller/scary movies and halfway through the second comfort movie you guys picked to watch, you were dozing off and eventually fell asleep before you knew it.

When Steve finally glanced over at you and saw you curled up beside him, sleeping on the arm rest of the sofa, he gets up, grabs some cozy blankets and wraps you up to make sure you don’t get cold, and then eventually heads up to his own bed to sleep.

He didn’t want to disturb how peaceful you looked especially when he knows how hard it can be for you to fall asleep at times, so he left you there, hoping you’d sleep the whole night until morning so he could get up early and make you both breakfast, he dozes off to sleep as he’s going through a mental list of things he could cook in the morning.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •

The monster, he’s chasing you. You’re finding yourself running through the woods, running so fast you are suffocating on the air filling your lungs so fast. They’re catching up to you, you’re trying to scream but you can’t. Oh no! There’s a ledge coming up, YOO CAN’T STOP RUNNING, YOU’RE GOING TO FALL OFF THE LEDGE, BUT THE MONSTER IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU, HE’S ABOUT TO GRAB YOU, OH N-

you shoot straight up and start hyperventilating. Everything around you is spinning and your ears are deafened by the sound of your own pounding heartbeat in your head. Echoing.

it was just a dream, it was just a dream, it was just a dre- where’s Stevie?

you feel yourself sinking very fast and the fear heightens the clinginess you feel towards Steve. You woke up completely in little space but didn’t fully realize it until after you caught your breath.

You look around the dark room still shaking. And start to slightly whimper when you don’t see a shadow nearby that looks like your Stevie.

“S-stevie? Where are you?” You quietly whine out. No response.

You grab the blanket you were curled up in and wrap it tightly around your body before you slowly stand up and shakily walk through the dark house towards Steve’s room to see if he’s there.

Every sound the house made as you slowly inched through it made your heart jump and start to race even more. You felt smaller and smaller with each sound, terrified, and scared that you were gonna get grabbed.

You make it to Steve’s room and see his back turned towards the door, his deep breathing is the only comforting sound you can hear.

You slowly walk towards the bed, and you wanna wake him up, but also feel too scared to wake him up.

I don’t want to make him mad! He’s sleeping so good.

but after you hear another creak in the floor boards in the hallway you frantically crawl into bed next to him.

He stirs awake and sits up, “huh- what? Who is it- I- wh- Y/N?” He’s rubbing his eyes and reaches over to turn on his lamp and looks down at you.

“What are you doing?” He asks, almost annoyed until he sees your glossy eyes and your trembling.

You gulp “gots scared, Stevie… will you hold me?” You mumble.

“What was that sweetness? I didn’t hear you.” He heard you perfectly clear, he just wanted to hear you call him Stevie again.

“Stevie I scared… pwease hold me?” You whine again and crawl into his lap before he can even answer.

He sighs contently. You don’t always get this way, but when you do he cherishes you being so vulnerable. He loves when you call him Stevie, when your voice turns smaller and more shy, when you ask for help from him. He desires nothing more than to take care of his sweet one.

“Of course I’ll hold you honey. Did you have a bad dream?” He softly asks and feels you nod slightly.

“awww poor little thing. And when you were out there all alone you got more scared didn’t you? Didn’t know where your Stevie was?” He feels you sink deeper into his chest with that.

“Just wan’ you Stevie. Make me feel safe” you mumble into his chest, while his feels like it’s exploding.

“Well there’s nothing to fear when I’m here, okay? You can stay right here with me and I’ll protect you.”

He wraps his arms around you tighter and uses one hand to start playing with your hair, and whispering comforting words and shushing you until he feels your body relax and your deep breathing begin.

He doesn’t let go of you the entire night, making sure to protect you from anything and everything that may come your way.

[bunniesnuggie]

~ Uncle Steeb ~

cg!Eddie Munson x little!reader, past cg!Steve Harrington x little!reader (platonic)

summary: you and your friends go to the carnival, where Steve wins you a stuffed animal. Which makes Eddie feel left out :(

how he felt when you name the dragon^

Before you met Eddie, the only person to know about your regression was Robin. She’d never gotten the chance to care for you while you were regressed, but she knew about it and fully supported you. The both of you became best friends in school and eventually worked together, and that’s where you met Steve. Very reluctantly, might I add, not that you didn’t like him, you were just shy. But Steve absolutely adored you, he thought you were just the cutest, little thing. Steve found out about your regressing, during a shift you two had together. It was an accidental slip after a customer wasn’t being very nice, and it was the first time anyone had seen you slip. He didn’t make it a big deal, but he was confused. After you and Robin explained and she threatened to harm him if he were mean to you he completely understood and respected you. From then on he’d make sure you were never overwhelmed at work or harassed by the kids when they came in. He felt a desire to care for you, even though you were merely friends, he made it his job to look out for you in a sorta caregiver way.

Once you started dating (well even just being friends with) Eddie, that all changed. Now it was him who was taking care of you, Steve didn’t mind. He wasn’t in love with you, he was happy you found a boyfriend so caring. But he did miss taking care of you. I mean, he was your babysitter too. Eddie knew that Steve was your first “caregiver” and that it was completely platonic. He wasn’t jealous per say, he just wished he could’ve been the first. But he was more than happy to take over. By that point, your whole friend group knew about and supported your age regression.

They would make sure that once a month they did something child friendly altogether because they all loved to hang out with you when you were in little space. It took awhile for Eddie to be OK with letting that many people see and interact with you while regressed, especially in public. But he trusts them, as do you.

This month you were going to the local carnival that happend to be in Hawkins for the week. You guys rode the ferris wheel, got cotton candy, funnel cakes, soda, juice -just lots of sugar - and you even convinced your daddy to get his face painted with you. After walking around awhile he was spotted. The most fluffy, most sparkly stuffed dragon you have ever seen in your life! You tugged on your daddy’s arm,

“Dada look!! Look! Is a draga!!”

He smiled at the way your pronunciation changes in littlespace. Though it dropped when he saw what you had to do to win said “draga”. Basketball. Not just the kind where you stand behind the wall and throw it into a small laundry basket hoop only a foot away. No of course not, it’s the actual game, where you have you go up to a real hoop, on a half court.

“Yeah I see it, angel! Let’s see if we can find something like that at the gift shop, hmm?”

He tried, he really did. But when you looked at him, with your wobbly lip and big eyes and uttered the words,

“Oh, otay daddy,”

In the saddest, smallest voice ever and wrapped your small fingers around his index. He knew he was screwed, with a silent sigh (not directed towards you, never directed towards you) he crouched down so you could jump onto his back. “Alright my little spider monkey twilight anyone let’s go win you a sparkly dragon!” he yelled with a bounce, “we’re gonna go make these carnies beg for their mommies, you losers coming too?” it always made you giggle how your daddy spoke with other people compared to you. Robin came over and poked your side, “of course I wanna see this cutie win a stuffie,” she looked at Eddie and continued, “I also wanna see you throw balls into - what do you call them? ’laundry baskets’ ” she said with an evil grin. That made Steve laugh, “this is gonna be good”.

10 minutes and $25 later, he’s still trying to make one basket, the kid running the booth felt bad he spent so much and said he could have it, for just one shot. You are getting your dragon. Robin is sitting with you, laughing watching. While you are cheering on your daddy. Steve’s honestly flabbergasted, I mean surely he’ll get it once. *swoosh* nope, ok.

“Hey - man, you’ve spent almost enough to buy the dang thing. Let me try”

Steve attempted, but Eddie was persistent.

“I got it man!”

*miss* Eddie would’ve given up after the first time, but it’s for you. He looks over and sees you bouncing and clapping for him, then looks to the stuffie, then to Steve, then the ball. He groans,

“Harrington! Get your ass over here, I don't see how you're gonna win a rigged! game”

He glared at the thief kid running the booth when saying that and threw the ball to Steve. Who said nothing but smirked. He got in position in front the hoop and shot *woosh* straight in. There was a - different - reaction for everyone there. You jumping with joy, Robin laughing her butt off, Steve and the worker were just relieved it was over and Eddie, well Eddie was pouting like you on the rare occasion he tells you no. The worker handed Steve the long awaited dragon and gave him a pitiful smile. Steve handed him off you,

“Tank you Uncle Steeb!”

You pulled the stuffie from him and jumped in his arms, he set you down with a kiss to the top of your head.

“Your welcome Munch,”

He smiled at you and looked up to Eddie. If looks could kill… Steve awkwardly laughed and patted you on the back as you rambled about the personality of your new friend. When you approached your daddy he tried to smile at as you squealed and shoved the dragon towards him, repeating everything you just told steve,

“Isn’t Uncle Steeb da best!”

Ok that one hurt. Alot. The others seemed to notice too.

“Hey, I’m not that cool, but your daddy - he’s the coolest and look how long he played for! He hates basketball!”

Steve tried to ease the tension, and you just looked at him like he said the sky is green. You looked up at your daddy and jumped into his arms, wrapping your arms and legs around him. Squishing his cheek to yours as you stated with the utmost confidence,

“Uhm - well ya he my dada? He’s the bestest ever! He pays wif me an luh me an he give me cuddles, oooo an his stories are my faborite!!! An he da one who pay for Kas soooo..”

You trailed off fiddling with the dragon's wings. Now Eddie was smiling ear-to-ear, his dimples showing and his brown eyes shining. The other two laughing and his sudden change in demeanor, and how not only minutes ago he looked like you had dumped him. Steve furrowed his brows then asked you,

“Wait- Munch, who’s Kas?”

You and eddie looked at each other and smiled,

“Das my daddy’s DnD guy! He has dragas too!!”

You giggled out. Your daddy set you down and took your hand not holding the stuffed dragon. On the way out, you started listing off all the similarities and differences between draga Kas and your dadas Kas. You cut yourself off with a yawn, happy to be heading home. You gave Steve and Robin sleepy hugs and said goodbye. Your daddy picked you up and buckled you into your “car seat” he made for you and held up your dragon,

“Thank you for saving me young dragon master, you will make a wise trainer! Though you are quite small, ah! You must be a hobbit!”

He said in a deep, gravelly voice moving the dragons head as though he’s speaking, you giggled at his silliness

“May I sit with you on the journey home little hobbit?”

“Ya! You tan sit here, dada can you buckle him in pease?”

Of course he did just that, setting him down in the seat next to and snapping the belt in place. “Alright little one, give me one second to say bye bye and we’ll go ok”

He smiled at you and waited for you to nod, then gave you kiss on your forehead. He turned the car on, putting on the heat and radio on low. He glanced at you one more time before turning on his heels and facing his friends,

“Well - that was fun, thank you guys for being so nice to them. And doing things like this,” he said sincerely, pointing to you then the fair “and Harrington,”

Steve hummed at him, “head kisses only ok? I see your lips touch skin and I will remove them. Ok?” He smiled at Steve but he knew Eddie was serious. As much as Eddie has grown to trust them with you, you're still his baby. Steve lifted his hand in mock defense,

“Don’t worry man, she’s like my baby sister. I won’t try to steal her from you, she loves you too much anyway”

He laughed out, besides he’s still in love with nancy oh did I say that? oops

Eddie just playfully glared and Robin decided to speak up,

“Ok ok! Stop swinging it around and go bring your little one home, they’re drooling on the window”

She chuckled. Sure enough, your little face was pressed against the glass, your breath fogging it up ever so slightly. Eddie laughs at the sight and pulls out his phone to snap a pic that’s right modern au. He waves bye as he hops in the driver seat and buckles up. He looks at you in the rearview mirror and smiles to himself,

“I love you so much you little butt head”

He mumbles before starting the careful drive home.

A/N: this was inspired by a headcanon from the lovely @bootlegmothman420 so go look at its page and follow!! I love jealous and protective Eddie so hyper fixated on this until it was done :D

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Safe Haven

Pairing: CG!Steve Harrington x Little!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You nodded, and Steve continued speaking to you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Coming right up baby!"

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

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

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

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

[smallghostcorner]

st boys(adults)x masc!reader

this is so self indulgent im sorry(im not) also this does include Billy so if that makes u uncomfy scroll on by

Summary: movie night!

"Are you ready for movie night?" Eddie asked as you hop out of his van in front of his trailer holding your favorite stuffy. You nod as he gives you a bright smile.

When he opens the door you see your other caregivers shuffling around and sitting on the couch.

Argyle and Jonathan are sifting through movies on the floor in front of the tv while Steve and Billy are in the kitchen preparing snacks.

Argyle looks up at you when he notices the door opening.

"My little pony or Care bears?" He asks holding up the two movies, you think for a second before pointing to My little pony.

Argyle sets up the TV while Steve and Billy enter with the snacks.

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You're seated between Eddie and Steve with your legs stretched out of the rest of your care givers laps when the movie ends, your head is falling off of Steves shoulder and onto his chest as you fight sleep.

"Hey prince? Is it bedtime? You're looking sleepy" Steve says as the credits roll on screen.

You hum as you hold your stuffie tighter to your chest.

"I think it is, I'll go make u some tea in your sippy ok?" Eddie says getting up from the couch.

Jonathan whines at him as he gets up, apperently having slipped part way through the movie.

"I'll make you some too little bro" Argyle says getting up as well.

Steve slowly shimmies out from behind you and helps Johnathan stand, at the same time Billy scoops you up in his arms.

"Every prince needs a knight to carry him to the pillow palace" Billy says trying to intimidate Eddies way of dramatic story telling. (Also idc if u reading this dont think u can be picked up because this man will do it)

The two care givers lead you and Jonathan into the bedroom and help you get settled in Eddies bed, He set up his room earlier for you to sleep in, fresh sheets and the softest blankets he has with the stuffies you keep at his house for emergencies.

In the corner there's a nightlight and all his mini figures are safely stashed away so you don't accidentally break them. He also set up his stereo with a mixtape of lullabies, some covers done by him. And lastly he went to the library and checked out some childrens picture books.

Eddie and Argyle enter with a sippy cup and bottle respectively, Argyle sets the bottle down on the nightstand and leads Johnathan into the bathroom to help him gat changed and diapered so there's no accidents.

Eddie helps tuck you in and get settled with your sippy cup, he takes your paci and sets it on the nightstand in a sanitized case and hands you your favorite teether.

When Argyle and Johnathan gets back you pick out a story book for Eddie to read. "The prince and the Dragon"(not a real book).

Argyle feeds Johnathan his bottle and then tucks him in while Eddie reads the story. Once you two are cuddled up together and cozy Eddie turns on the nightlight and both the care givers give you a kiss on the forehead.

"Goodnight little ones" they say as they turn the lights off and exit the room.

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Do you think you would ever be open to doing a mommy!nat and daddy!steve rogers x fem little one fic?💞

Doctor angel

Content - age regression, cg!romanrogers, Nat getting injured, mention of guns, hydra bases, slight angst, fluff, soft toys, dummy use, cuddles, uncle!bucky, uncle!tony, uncle!bruce, not proofread, hope you enjoy<3

Summary - when Natasha gets injured on a mission Steve and her little angel take care of her

Authors note - yes yes yes, cg!romanrogers is all I want in life istg I will definitely be writing for these two more in the future, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy<3

“Daddy I miss mommy!” You whined jumping into Steve’s ams as he repositioned you so you were sitting on his arm.

“I know you do baby, I do too but she’s gonna be home in a few days I promise” he sighed leading you to the living room giving you a small smile as he helped you sit down.

Natasha was gone on a mission with Clint and tony to a hydra base in Moscow, Steve was supposed to go with them but your caregivers decided that one of them should stay behind with you after the fuss you caused last time they went on a mission and auntie wanda and uncle vision had to babysit you.

You were always a handful when you didn’t have one of them to calm you down.

“I’ll tell you what little one, what if we take your nap now because I don’t think you had enough sleep last night and if your less tired things might seem brighter” steve suggested with a soft smile tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

Steve was always able to get you to cooperate.

“Okay daddy” you whispered reaching your arms up to him making grabby hands. Chuckling Steve picked you up on his hip and led you towards your bedroom.

Once you reached the large door Steve pushed down the handle and led the two of you inside.

Gently placing you down on your mattress Steve brought your dummy to your lips and placed your black widow bear beside you.

“Daddy stay with me please” you gently demanded cuddling into your bear becoming sleepy “okay princess” Steve heartily laughed carefully laying himself down beside you pulling you against him.

“Sweet dreams little one”

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When you woke up the compound was quiet.

Too quiet for your liking.

“Daddy” you mumbled softly reaching over too feel him you frowned when you just felt the cool mattress where Steve previously was.

“Daddy?” You questioned again opening your eyes to find him, he wasn’t there.

Rolling over to the other side of the bed you reached your dummy placing it back in your mouth from where it fell out while you were asleep and made your way across the threshold and down the staircase.

You were greater with hushed whispers of Bucky and tony “uncle Bucky, uncle tony do you know where daddy is?” You mumbled behind your dummy skipping down the stairs and making your way over to them.

The two of them shared a look and you saw tony pull out his phone and send a text to Steve’s number “umm, sorry little doll-“ “he’s just in Bruce’s lab sweetheart” tony cut in earning a pointed look from Bucky.

“It’s okay he told me to say it!” Tony defended himself with his trademark stark smirk resulting in an eye roll from Bucky “come on Y/N I’ll take you to them” Bucky said with a smile extending his arm for you to take.

Leading you across the building Bucky nervously looked out the windows, this wasn’t going to be good.

Once you reached the medical room you were met with a see through door only accessible by a security code, neither of you knew it so uncle Bucky just banged on the glass until Bruce let you in.

“You could have just called me” he deadpanned about to go off at Bucky about damaging the glass with his vibranium arm until he noticed you and the dummy in your mouth.

“Hi sweetheart, Steve’s just in here” he said gently leading you though to the medical curtain, pulling it back you saw Steve sitting at the end of the bed with Natasha lying down.

Mommy was back, but why was she attached to a drip?

“Mommy?” You whispered nervously playing with the sleeve on your shirt. Looking towards you you saw Nat smile happily and reach out for you with one arm.

“Hi baby, come here come to mommy” she called out gently, slowly making your way towards the bed you heard steve speak “did you have a nice sleep sweetheart?” He cooed trying to distract you “why is mama sick” you cried ignoring his question.

“Oh baby it’s okay shh, I’m not sick I just had a bit of an accident” she chuckled holding your hand gently dragging you closer to her “what happened?” “Well” she sighed.

While the 3 avengers were on their mission they gravely underestimated how many agents the hydra base had on standby. They were able to get the files they needed but unfortunately for Natasha, the other two were to busy fending off other agents and Natasha ended up being shot in the shoulder.

“It’s nothing serious angel mommy’s gonna be okay” Steve smiled rubbing his hand on your back “promise” “I promise my baby” Natasha cooed reassuringly stroking your cheek with her other arm.

“Tell you what baby how about we move another bed over and you can lie down with mommy hmm?” Steve asked moving from where he was previously seated and stroking your hair “yes please!” You squealed making them chuckle.

A few minutes later steve returned with a medical bed that Bruce had let him use and he placed it beside Natasha helping you hop on, you always liked hospital beds you didn’t know why people thought they were uncomfortable.

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It was a few days later until Bruce discharged Natasha from the med bay and when he did you were very happy when she was allowed to come out.

You spent the rest of her helping time taking care of her, bringing her orange juice in your favourite cup letting her cuddle your soft toys and watching her favourite films with her.

When Steve would help clean her wounds you were always there to hold and cuddle her “it’s what mama does for me so I’m doing it for mama” you would tell her when she told you she was okay.

“Thank you very much doctor angel” she chuckled placing a kiss on the side of your head.

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[sfwregressionfanfictions]

Steve Rogers X Little! Reader

Summary: Accidental caregiver?

TW: Abuse, Injuries, and Hydra. Proceed with Caution.

WC: 1025

Steve didn’t mean to be here. On the contrary, it was meant to be a simple mission to a neighbor where Hydra was stealing people to experiment on. It was meant to be recompense, but when Steve heard the scared shrieks and wails coming from a house he had to save the person. 

When he entered, a Hydra agent stood over (Y/N) with a baton. They were curled into a ball at the agent's feet sobbing, promising they would be good. Steve’s heart dropped seeing how bruised this poor individual was.

“I’d stand down if I were you,” Steve said using the ‘Captain’ voice.

The rather stupid agent didn’t take the hint, instead, he charged Steve. Steve promptly punched the man, knocking him out. Super soldier strength was no joke. Steve turned around to see the person who was curled in a ball.

“Hey, I’m Captain America. My friends call me Steve though… It’s okay, you are safe now. Could you stand up, I just want to make sure you are okay…” Steve spoke softly approaching slowly. He was crouched, so he was waddling like a crab.

“Peas no huwt me!!!” 

The response was startling, perhaps they had a concussion or maybe they were delirious. Maybe they were experimented on and ended up with brain damage..? Steve decided to act like it was normal, and bring them right to Bruce to be looked over for injuries.

“It’s gonna be okay sweetheart, I just wanna bring you to a doctor. Can I carry you?” Steve asked, once within touching distance. He received a long stare and eventually an unsure nod. 

Steve was about to pick them up in a bridal style hold when they started doing grabby hands as a baby would. ‘Just roll with it’ Steve thought. Steve picked them up and placed them on his hip.

“Ou a good guy?” They asked arms around his neck now, looking tired from their crying.

“Yeah, I’m a good guy. Gonna keep you safe from the bad guys outside.” Steve replied bluntly, unsure how to talk to them. They were obviously aware of their surroundings, just seem to be interacting with it all as a child would…?

Steve began to rush to get them to Bruce, as a man with at least a dozen PhDs would know what to do better than a man who doesn't understand what a ‘Nintendo’ is. Luckily, the threat was mainly handled and now it was clear to carry them to the hovercraft. Halfway to the pad, he heard them mumble into his shoulder, “What did you say?”

“Ou gots pwetty eyes,”

All the Captain could manage out was a small hum of embarrassment, picking up his pace. He was unsure what to do in this situation, nothing like this ever happened in the time he was from. 

“Bruce, I am coming to you with a girl with a possible head injury. Will you be able to check on her until we can get her to medics?” Steve spoke into his comm.

“Yes, you know I have a Ph.D. and not an MD, right?” Transmitted back.

“Yes, I am well aware. But this is urgent.”  With that comment, Steve had finally made it to the aircraft. Bruce was waiting inside, clearing off a table so he could play doctor. Steve attempted to place (Y/N) down on the table, only for them to continue to try clinging to him and crying slightly.

“Oh” Bruce said, already documenting their behavioral patterns, “Hey, I am Bruce, I’m gonna just make sure you are feeling okay.”

With his introduction (Y/N)’s grip loosened enough to be placed down, however, their tears continued. Bruce was slightly unsure what to do, however, was not unsure of what was going on. The broken sentences trying to form from (Y/N)’s lips, were seemingly evidence that proved his theory.

“Hey little one, is this wayyyy too scary for you?” Bruce asked, making himself smaller and sitting on a chair infront of them. Steve continued to stare puzzled. ‘Why is he playing into it?’, is all Steve could think.

“Ye- Yeah!” They sobbed, they were slurring their speech like a small child.

“Is there anyway we can make you feel any better?” Bruce asked, only to be met by a nod. Bruce nodded after them, and they began making grabby hands towards Steve. Steve was ushered over and made to sit next to them and rub their back. Once they calmed down, Bruce looked them over.

“Well you are completely healthy! Other than those bruises, we will keep an eye on those though!” Bruce said, before Steve pulled him to the side to talk to him privately for a few seconds. 

“Are you sure they are okay? They are talking like a child.” Steve asked confused by why Bruce was clearing them.

“They don’t have a concussion, they are just regressed which makes sense with what was happening here.” Bruce answered.

“They are- What?” Steve replied, this was most certainly something he never heard about.

“They are regressed, they are in the mindset of a child. They are mentally interacting with the  world as a child would.” Bruce explained.

“Oh, Okay.” Steve made a mental note to research this further once back in the facility. “What do we do with them now? We can’t just leave them here like this alone…” 

“We will take them with us until they are back to their big space. Once they are back they will have to decide what they want to do.” Bruce answered, Steve frowned at the idea of them leaving the avengers protection, however he did not argue. 

They split up, Bruce returning to the work he was doing in a private area of the jet, while Steve and (Y/N) sat on the floor and colored on blank sheets of paper with colored pencils that were stored in one of the many drawers aboard the jet.

Bruce glanced out every once and a while to check on them, smiling as Steve seemed to be a natural with them. Maybe this was what Steve needed all along.

[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."

[mamazsposts]

may I request some mommy!robin x little!reader?

preferably something to do with a bedtime routine?

thank you for requesting <3 i hope this is what you were looking for and that you like it :) this request gave me more ideas for mommy!robin too, so more to come

Snuggle in baby

Mommy!robin x little!reader

Robin watched y/n from her position on the couch. The little sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table coloring. y/n help up their coloring book to show robin “MAMA LOOK” they said excitedly “very beautiful baby” robin said while y/n smiled and went back to coloring.

Robin looked at the clock and saw that it was almost time for her babys bedtime. Standing up and walking towards y/n “come on little one lets get you ready for bed” robin said causing the little too wine and protest “no mama im not-” they're interrupted  a yawn “not sleepy” 

Robin squatted down to their level looking them right in the eyes before saying “its bath night baby” knowing that would get them up. They loved bath nights. Just as Robin thought y/n jumped up excitedly running to the bathroom, the older girl chuckled and followed leaving the mess to be dealt with tomorrow. 

Robin got y/n´s bath ready making sure the water isnt to hot or cold, then helped them undress then get into the bath so they don't fall. “Duckie peas mama” they say looking up at robin “of course baby” she said before standing up to get the rubber duck for y/n. 

Once robin´s done helping y/n in the bath, she dries the little off with their duckie towel. y/n quacks pretending to be a duck everytime they use the towel. Caring y/n into their room and letting them pick out a set of jammies for the night. 

Once they're dressed they start looking around for something “paci?” they say looking up at robin “not yet baby we need to brush your teeth” she says looking at them “come on sweetie” she led them to the bathroom, getting their toothbrush ready for them. Once done she puts their paci in their mouth “tanks mama” y/n says around the paci

Robin carries them to their room and plops them down on the bed before carefully jumping next to y/n making them giggle. “Alright, snuggle in baby, do you want mommy to read to you?” she asks once y/n is cuddled up next to her. They make a thinking face before saying “yeahhh mama peas story?” looking at her with big eyes. “Of course my love” she says before reaching over and grabbing y/n´s favorite book before starting where they left off. 

About ten minutes into reading robin looks down at y/n seeing them asleep and clutching her shirt for dear life. Smiling softly, Robin kisses their forehead before turning off the lamp next to her. Pulling her little one closer while smiling, Robin starts to drift off to sleep thinking about how lucky she is to have them in her life.