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midastouch013 · 8 days

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Her Caregiver

TO THE ANON: I'm so sorry, I lost your request, but I hope this meets what you had requested

Summary: Natasha Romanoff has always managed to keep her little secret a secret, but what happens when she gets jealous of how you care for Wanda?

Warnings: Little/Caregiver, Jealousy, Little Nat, Little Wanda

P.S. Sorry for being so late, there was this retreat and there wasn't any reception there. Plus, I'm not sure if this is exactly how Caregiver and Little fics work, but I hope you like it.

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Natasha Romanoff sat in her room, her gaze drifting towards the stuffed animals arranged neatly on her bed. She had always been drawn to the softness and comfort they provided, a stark contrast to the harsh reality of her life as an Avenger. But there was something deeper behind her fascination with these childish trinkets, something she had never fully acknowledged until now.

She glanced at the door, her heart racing with uncertainty. She had been harboring a secret, one she hadn't dared to share with anyone, not even her closest friends. Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, was a little.

The thought both terrified and excited her. Terrified because she feared judgment and rejection from her peers. Excited because she longed for the care and comfort she had never allowed herself to experience. But most of all, she longed for someone to understand her, to see past the tough exterior she presented to the world.

That someone, she realized, was you.

You, her teammate, her friend, the one person she trusted above all others. She knew you had a kind heart and a gentle touch, qualities she desperately craved in a caregiver. But how could she ever admit such vulnerability to you? How could she risk tarnishing the image of the fearless Avenger you admired?

Natasha sighed, her fingers tracing the edges of a plush bear. She wished she could be brave enough to ask for what she needed, to shed the weight of her secrets and be truly seen. But fear held her back, fear of rejection, fear of ridicule, fear of being deemed unworthy of love.

And so, she buried her desires deep within her heart, locking them away behind walls of steel. But even the strongest barriers couldn't contain the longing in her soul, the ache for connection that refused to be silenced.

And so, a series of events were to set that day, one that would make her have you, as her caregiver, maybe even something more.

In the quiet of the Avengers compound, a sudden disruption shattered the tranquility. Wanda Maximoff stumbled into the common area, her usually composed demeanor replaced by one of vulnerability. Sensing something amiss, you approached her, concern etched across your features.

"Hey, Wanda, what's wrong?" you asked gently, kneeling beside her as she curled up on the couch.

Wanda looked up at you with wide, tear-filled eyes. "I-I don't know," she whimpered softly.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You're safe here," you assured her, offering a comforting smile. "Do you want a blanket?"

She nodded, sniffling, and you quickly fetched a blanket, wrapping it around her trembling form. Wanda leaned into your embrace, finding solace in the warmth you provided.

Meanwhile, Natasha observed from a distance, a pang of envy stirring within her. She watched as you comforted Wanda, offering the kind of care and tenderness that the redhead secretly longed for herself.

As Wanda began to relax under your gentle ministrations, Natasha couldn't help but approach, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Is she okay?" Natasha inquired softly, her eyes flickering between you and Wanda.

"Yeah, she just slipped into her little space," you explained, shooting Natasha a reassuring smile. "She'll be alright, though."

Natasha nodded, but the jealousy still gnawed at her, a silent reminder of her own unspoken desires.

Feeling a sudden urge to help, Natasha joined you and Wanda, offering her assistance.

"Can I help?" Natasha asked, her voice gentle.

"Of course, Nat. Can you grab her favorite stuffed animal from her room?" you suggested.

Natasha nodded and disappeared momentarily, returning with Wanda's beloved toy. She handed it to Wanda with a soft smile, and Wanda's face lit up at the sight of it.

With Natasha's help, you continued to comfort Wanda, ensuring she felt safe and loved in her vulnerable state.

Later, when you and Natasha found yourselves alone, Natasha couldn't resist commenting on your compassion.

"Hey, I just wanted to say… you're really good with her," Natasha admitted, a hint of admiration in her voice.

"Thanks, Nat. I just want to make sure she feels safe and loved," you replied sincerely.

Natasha nodded, but there was a sadness in her eyes that you couldn't quite place.

"Are you okay?" you asked, sensing her unease.

Natasha forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired, I guess."

You accepted her answer, but couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Natasha's emotions than she let on.

As the evening wore on, Natasha's jealousy and insecurity continued to fester, gnawing at her from the inside out. Feeling overwhelmed, she excused herself from the common area and retreated to the solitude of her room.

Alone in the dimly lit space, Natasha paced back and forth, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. She knew she shouldn't let herself succumb to her little space, that she needed to remain strong and in control. But the more she fought against it, the more the longing tugged at her heartstrings.

"I can't let this happen," she muttered to herself, clenching her fists in frustration. "I have to stay in control."

But the more she fought against it, the stronger the pull became, until Natasha found herself sinking onto her bed, her resolve crumbling like sand between her fingers. Tears pricked at her eyes as she surrendered to the overwhelming tide of emotion.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to no one in particular, feeling the weight of her own inadequacy bear down upon her.

Meanwhile, you couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of your stomach. Natasha's sudden disappearance hadn't gone unnoticed, and you knew that she was struggling with something deeper than she let on.

Determined to offer her support, you made your way to her room, the hallway stretching out before you like an endless expanse of uncertainty. With each step, your concern grew, mingling with a sense of urgency that propelled you forward.

Standing before Natasha's closed door, you took a deep breath, steeling yourself for what lay ahead. You raised your hand and knocked softly, the sound echoing in the silence of the hallway.

"Natasha?" you called out tentatively, your voice barely above a whisper. "Are you in there?"

Inside the room, Natasha's heart skipped a beat at the sound of your voice. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. But deep down, she knew that she couldn't keep her struggles hidden forever.

"Come in" she said softly, so soft that you almost missed it.

As you stepped into Natasha's room, your eyes fell upon her huddled form on the bed, her posture small and vulnerable. For a moment, you were taken aback, the sight of Natasha in her little state catching you completely off guard.

"Natasha?" you murmured softly, your voice laced with genuine surprise. "I… I didn't realize…"

But before you could finish your sentence, you noticed the way Natasha's shoulders tensed, her expression shifting from vulnerability to embarrassment. It was as if she had been caught in a moment of weakness, a side of herself she had never intended for anyone to see.

Feeling a pang of guilt for intruding upon her private moment, you quickly reassured her, "It's okay, Natasha. You don't have to explain anything to me."

But Natasha recoiled slightly, her gaze averted as she wrapped her arms around herself protectively. She felt exposed, as if the carefully constructed walls she had built around herself had crumbled to dust, leaving her vulnerable and exposed.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean for you to see me like this."

You approached her slowly, your movements gentle and deliberate as you reached out a hand to offer her comfort. "It's okay, Natasha," you repeated softly. "You don't have to apologize for being yourself."

But Natasha couldn't shake the feeling of shame that gnawed at her from within. She had spent so long hiding this part of herself from the world, afraid of being judged or rejected. And now, with you standing before her, seeing her at her most vulnerable, she couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming inadequacy.

As you sat beside Natasha on the bed, a sense of determination washed over you. You refused to let Natasha grapple with her inner turmoil alone, especially now that you knew about this vulnerable side of her.

With gentle determination, you wrapped your arms around Natasha, pulling her into a comforting embrace. She tensed at first, still feeling the weight of embarrassment and shame, but gradually, she began to relax into your touch, allowing herself to be held.

"I'm here for you, Natasha," you whispered softly, your voice a soothing balm to her wounded soul. "You don't have to face this alone."

Natasha's breath hitched as tears welled up in her eyes, the floodgates of emotion threatening to overwhelm her. But you held her steady, offering her the strength and support she so desperately needed.

With a trembling hand, you brushed away her tears, your touch gentle and reassuring. "Let me take care of you," you murmured, your words a promise of unwavering love and support.

As Natasha nestled into your comforting embrace, her vulnerability laid bare before you, you knew that she needed more than just words of reassurance. With tender care, you gently brushed her hair away from her tear-stained cheeks, your touch eliciting a soft sigh from her trembling lips.

"Shh, it's okay, Natasha," you whispered soothingly, your voice a gentle melody in the quiet of her room. "You're safe here with me."

Natasha's breath hitched as she struggled to contain her emotions, but with your steady presence by her side, she began to relax into your embrace, allowing herself to be held.

In a moment of instinctive tenderness, you brought your thumb to your lips, offering it to Natasha. At first, she hesitated, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, but you urged her gently, encouraging her to trust you.

"Here, Natasha," you murmured softly, your voice laced with warmth and affection. "It's okay to seek comfort in whatever way you need."

With a shaky breath, Natasha tentatively took your thumb into her mouth, her lips wrapping around it instinctively as she sought solace in the simple act of sucking. A sense of calm washed over her as she melted into your embrace, the rhythmic motion soothing her frayed nerves.

You smiled tenderly at her, your heart swelling with love and admiration for this strong and resilient woman who had entrusted you with her vulnerability. With each gentle stroke of your thumb against her lips, you offered her the comfort and care she so desperately needed, reaffirming your unwavering support for her.

And as Natasha nestled closer to you, her breathing slow and steady, you knew that in that moment, you had helped her find peace amidst the chaos of her inner turmoil. Together, you shared a bond that transcended words, a silent understanding forged in the crucible of vulnerability and acceptance.

With a contented sigh, Natasha closed her eyes, her grip on your thumb loosening as she drifted into a peaceful slumber. And as you held her close, you vowed to always be there for her, to offer her comfort and care whenever she needed it, for as long as she would have you by her side.

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As Natasha stirred from her peaceful slumber, she blinked groggily, the remnants of sleep still clinging to her mind. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized she was no longer nestled in your comforting embrace, a sense of panic threatening to overtake her.

Frantically, she scanned the room, her eyes darting around in search of your familiar presence. But to her dismay, you were nowhere to be found, leaving her feeling abandoned and alone once more.

A wave of sadness washed over Natasha as she struggled to contain her rising emotions. Just when she thought she had found solace in your care, you had disappeared without a trace, leaving her feeling more vulnerable than ever before.

With a heavy sigh, Natasha felt herself slipping back into her little space, her defenses crumbling as she sought refuge from the overwhelming sense of abandonment. She curled up on the bed, her thumb finding its way to her lips once more as she sought comfort in the familiar ritual.

But just as Natasha was on the brink of succumbing to her inner turmoil, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, drawing her attention away from her troubled thoughts. Hope blossomed in her chest as she heard the familiar sound of your voice, dispelling the darkness that threatened to consume her.

And then, to her immense relief, you appeared in the doorway, a warm smile gracing your lips as you greeted her with a tender gaze.

"Hey, Natasha," you said softly, your voice filled with warmth and affection. "I'm sorry I was gone for a moment. I just needed to use the washroom."

As Natasha took in your reassuring presence, a sense of calm washed over her, dispelling the last traces of her anxiety. She felt a surge of gratitude for your unwavering support, knowing that no matter how lost she felt, you would always be there to guide her through the darkness.

With a contented sigh, Natasha reached out to you, her small hand seeking yours in a silent gesture of gratitude and affection. And as you took her hand in yours, a sense of peace settled over her, knowing that with you by her side, she could weather any storm that came her way. As you sat beside Natasha, her hand in yours, a question lingered at the forefront of your mind. With a gentle squeeze of her hand, you summoned the courage to voice your curiosity.

"Natasha," you began softly, "do you know why you went into your little space earlier?"

Natasha's breath caught in her throat at your question, her heart racing with uncertainty. She had never intended for you to find out about this vulnerable side of her, and now that you were asking her about it, she felt a wave of apprehension wash over her.

"I... I don't know," she murmured hesitantly, her gaze flickering away from yours. "I guess... I guess I just felt overwhelmed."

You studied her carefully, sensing that there was more to her answer than she was letting on. "Is there something else, Natasha?" you pressed gently, your voice filled with concern.

Natasha hesitated for a moment, her mind racing as she grappled with her inner turmoil. But then, with a shaky breath, she found the courage to speak her truth.

"I... I've always wanted to hide my little space from everyone," she admitted quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't want anyone to know about this vulnerable side of me, especially not you."

The confession hung heavy in the air between you, a silent acknowledgment of Natasha's deepest fears and insecurities. And in that moment, you realized just how much she had been struggling, how much she had been hiding from you all this time.

"I'm sorry, Natasha," you murmured softly, your heart aching for her pain. "I had no idea."

But to your surprise, Natasha offered you a small smile, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "It's okay," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "You couldn't have known."

A silence passed between you, and you could sense that she was debating on whether to tell you, so you stayed quiet, and waited.

As Natasha gathered her courage to share her feelings, she took a deep breath, her eyes meeting yours with a mixture of vulnerability and determination.

"I… I need to tell you something," she began softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

You listened intently, your heart pounding in your chest as you waited for Natasha to speak.

"I was… I was jealous of Wanda," Natasha admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "When I saw you with her, offering her comfort… I couldn't help but feel envious."

Her confession took you by surprise, a pang of guilt tugging at your heart as you realized the impact your actions had unknowingly had on Natasha.

"I'm sorry, Natasha," you murmured softly, reaching out to take her hand in yours. "I didn't mean to make you feel that way."

But Natasha shook her head, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "It's not your fault," she reassured you gently. "I know you were just trying to help."

You studied her carefully, a sense of admiration swelling within you at her honesty and vulnerability. Despite her struggles, Natasha had found the courage to open up to you, to share her deepest fears and insecurities.

"Natasha," you began tentatively, your voice filled with sincerity, "I want you to know that I'm not Wanda's actual caregiver. I was just there to offer her comfort when she needed it."

To your relief, Natasha's smile widened, her eyes sparkling with understanding. "I know," she replied softly. "And I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions."

With a sense of relief washing over you, you reached out to squeeze Natasha's hand in yours, a silent gesture of solidarity and support.

"Natasha," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper, "would you let me be your caregiver? Not just as a friend, but as something more?"

For a moment, Natasha's breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in surprise at your heartfelt request. But then, to your immense relief, she nodded, a radiant smile spreading across her face.

"Yes," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "Yes, I would like that very much."

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lokislittlemidgardian · 2 years

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could you do one where wandanat had to go on a mission and they end up having to leave reader alone, but but they rigged the place with cameras so that they can watch little reader while they're away. But reader only knew "cgs left cameras so they can see" and doesn't know that they want to see her. so r just ends up leaving stuffies infront of all the cameras cause she doesn't want her cg's to be "alone". But the stuffies are so close to the lense all they (Wandanat) can see is black so they freak out and rush back only to find r cuddled up d sleeping with their clothes and movie playing in the background. If you do this thank you XxX

Security cameras

Content - age regression, mama!wanda, mommy!nat, missions, crying, telly, food, security cameras, soft toys, anxious wanda, very anxious nat fluff, cuddles, angst, don't like don't read.

Summary - one day your caregivers have to go on a mission and to keep an eye on you they set up some security cameras, the problem is they really underestimate your kindness.

Authors note - this is so sweet I adore it I hope I did it justice, hope you enjoy<3

Sidenote - I am still on hiatus this post was queued up<3

Translations - angel baby = angelochek, princess = printsessa, kitten = kotenok, sweetheart = dorogy, baby = malysh

All they wanted to do was stay inside and cuddle up with you today, but of course fury got in the way of their plans.

They had gotten called in for a mission in new York around 6 in the morning while you were still asleep, they were told they had to be on the quinjet by 10.

At least that gave them time to prepare some things for you.

They had made you meals for throughout the day and had made you a bottle so all you would have to do was put it in the microwave, then they set up the emergency cameras they had for occasions like this.

They set up one in the living room, one in the dining room, one in the kitchen and the others in your bedroom and theirs.

All that was left to do now was wake you and explain the situation.

Making their way into your room natasha quietly went to over to you chest of draws and pulled some clothes out for you, after laying them out on your armchair.

Leaning down bedside you the two of them placed a kiss to each of your cheeks "little one, time to wake up" wanda cooed softly into your ear while natasha stroked your hair.

Taking in a deep breath and stretching your body you softly whined into the side of your soft pillow "Mama, mommy" you whined feeling their presence beside you.

"Good morning angelochek" Natasha said kissing the tip of your nose "why are you waking me up early mommy?" Taking a deep breath natasha looked to wanda for confirmation before speaking.

"Well sweetheart, mama and I got a call this morning, from fury."

You knew where this was going.

Letting out a whine and clinging to each of their arms you let out a small sob "please don't go please please" you cried curling into a ball. "Oh printsessa, shh it's okay it's okay baby" wanda cooed cradling your head to her chest. "Were sorry sweetheart" Natasha said picking you up and laying you across her arms.

"But we have to save some lovely people and as soon as we're done we can have a film night and if you want we can make something yummy to eat, does that sound good" she said bouncing you slightly.

She knew you couldn't say no to baking.

"Okay" you mumbled into her shoulder nuzzling into her "aww thank you for being so understanding dorogoy" said gently taking you out of nats arms and giving you a kiss.

"Alright I'll get you dressed while mommy gets you some breakfast, how does that sound kotenok?"

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After a few hours of cuddling and kisses it was time for nat and wanda to board the quinjet.

"Now sweetheart do you remember everything we told you?" Nat asked gently "yep, don't leave, don't touch sharp things, don't let anyone in and if anything happens text mama, mommy or uncle tony" you mumbled into your jumper. "That's right my love, alright time to go" wanda said soothingly kissing your forehead.

The two of them gave you a cuddle and whispered their goodbyes "we love you baby, we'll be back before you know it okay" "okay, I love you too" you croaked out your lip trembling slightly.

"Oh malysh there's no need to be sad" wanda cooed stroking your hand slightly while nat turned on the television selecting the children's channel. "I know" you whimpered cuddling into her neck "bye bye mommy, bye bye mama" you said gently resting your head back down on the sofa "goodbye darling, we'll be back soon" Nat said holding back tears as she opened the door.

As soon as the two of them boarded the quinjet they pulled up the surveillance camera app and began to monitor you.

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Opening the fridge you pulled out the container and put it in the microwave, while you were waiting for the timer to go off you saw the new camera that had been placed on the bench.

You started to feel bad that your caregivers would have to look at a blank screen, you couldn't just leave them with an empty screen.

Making your way to the living room you picked out a selection of soft toys out of the basket. Going back to the kitchen you placed a blue dinosaur in front of the camera then made your way around the house looking for the rest.

In the living room you had placed a grey kitten, the dining room a green bug, your bedroom a dusty pink elephant and a Kangaroo with a leather jacket in their bedroom.

Feeling proud you took out the container from the microwave and made your way towards your caregivers bedroom wanting to feel closer to them.

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The mission had gone well and everything had gone to plan it turns out they only needed half of the manpower that they had, something that nat and wanda pointed out to fury in annoyance.

The two of them had just boarded back onto the quinjet tossing their weapons to the side they sat down on the steel benches.

"Natasha" wanda said worriedly showing her phone screen to natasha, she had pulled up the security cameras and each one of them showed a pitch black screen. "Oh god, maybe try reopening it" she said scrambling to grab her phone and call you "no, it's still not showing up" wanda panicked madly pressing the screen. "Voicemail" Nat said quietly getting up from her seat "tony how fast can this thing go?" She said calmly concealing her anxiousness.

"This is as fast as I can make it use you want me to burn the things down" he replied smartly "what's wrong" steve questioned looking up from his book "Y/N's not picking up and the cameras are all black" wanda said biting her nail and pacing "right well, okay it's probably because of the signal up here" steve reasoned calmly placing his hand on nats shoulder "Yeah,yeah your probably right, just stark please get this thing back asap"

"Yes mum" he replied sarcastically.

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Crashing through the apartment door natasha and wanda began frantically looking for you.

"Y/N? where are you" Nat said checking your playroom, not there, the kitchen, not there, bathroom, not there, behind the curtains not th-

"Natasha" wanda spoke gently leaning against the doorframe and smiling, you were there. Coming beside her nat saw you curled up in a large grey blanket, an empty container beside you and a children's television show on in the background.

"Oh thank god" Nat sighed running towards the bed and scooping you up making wanda chuckle and walk towards the two of you.

"Mommy! Mama!" You squealed one of your arms around the back of natashas neck and the other clinging onto wanda’s arm. "Oh kotenok you scared us, so much" Nat chuckled kissing the side of your face repeatedly "why mommy?" You questioned looking at her with concern.

"We couldn't see you on the camera's printsessa I'll be sending a very strong worded email to that company later" she whispered taking you out of nats arms and stroking some hair out of your eyes.

A few seconds later the two of you heard nat let out a gasp mixed with a laugh "Sweetheart what's this" she said picking up the clothed kangaroo toy "it's Josh mommy! I thought you and mama would be bored looking at me and the other rooms so I gave you some of my friends for company!" You said happily playing with wanda’s hair.

So that's what happened

"Oh printsessa, we put those cameras there so we could see you so we knew you were safe" wanda explained gently "I'm sorry mama I'm sorry mommy!" You cried reaching out for nats hand.

"Oh malysh, it's okay it's okay honey we're not mad are we wands" "No of course not, it's a good thing that you know now" she said placing you down on the ground to stand.

"How about we go and clean up you toys and then we'll get you a bottle? How does that sound angelochek?" Nat smiled gently taking your hand "okay mommy!" You giggled following her out the door.

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v3nusxsky · 10 months

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Hello my love, I hope your day is going well. I have another agere prompt idea for you, sweet one.

Idea: Nat x r. Everyone gets bad days, and you were no exception. R smd nat have been together for 4 years now and knew eachother like the back of their hand. And from the moment nat and r woke up this morning, nat new r needed to slip. But, r being the stubborn ding dong she is, didn't listen to Nats advice and tried to carry on throughout her day like nothing was wrong. The key word is tried. The slightl headache r woke up with steady progressed into s full blow migrain by midday. R's head was throbbing and it was like someone was taking a baseball bat to the back of her head. And try as she might, r just couldn't finsh all the tasks she had set out to do today. And as Nat came back to their room on the avengers compound after a full morning of meets with the others, she found r on the sofa all currled and and crying. Instantly Nat new what was wrong, so she ever so gently made her way to r and kneeled down on the floor, coming face to face with her little sweetheart. As soon as r saw Nat she jumped into her arms and cried and was a blubbering mess. Nat listened to her little love, offering praise and comfort. And after her little one calmed down she picked her up and took them to their bedroom. Changing into comfy clothes, getting her stuffy (Emer) and some colors books and pens. They spent two hours coloring and Nat watching over her little one with a smile. Every so often pulling r in to kiss her on the forehead. After coloring was done they went and snuggled on the bed, with Nat holding r close and running her fingers through r's hair. Telling her how beautiful and sweet and adorable and kind and perfect r was.

The rest I will leave up to you my love. I hope you enjoy it! I love you darling ♥️

Time with my baby

*Authors note~ hopefully there will be a fic of a different kind tomorrow:) nat and Agere melts my heart. Mentions of aunty wands 🥹 bc I'm a sucker for the love*

Trigger warnings~ age regression r little r mama bear Nat auntie Wanda headache crying etc?

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

No one is immune to the curse of a bad day, but for you and your past it felt as if the dark cloud of a bad day always loomed over you. In your four years of relationship you and your lover Natasha had gotten amazingly good at noticing the signs of a bad day, often being the only one who can make the bad day a little brighter. However, today it appeared you had chosen to be rather stubborn. It was clear to Nat that you were having a bad day and in need of slipping. But try as hard as she might, you were unrelenting in your efforts to pretend to be okay here. So she did all she can do, let you carry on with your day in a hope that you'd come to here when you needed her help.

Only, you didn't. You kept pushing through. Well attempting to push through. What had started as a simple headache by now had turned into a full on throbbing migraine all by noon. You vaguely remember that Natasha had warned you of your need to slip and that it would cause this if you ignored it, and you also remember telling her that you'd be fine and that she was wrong due to not wanting to bother her. Natasha's schedule today was anything short of hectic and you'd be damned if you were to ruin it and make her stay with you because of your own weaknesses.

Your determination to finish all your morning tasks was battling against your throbbing head. Truly you wondered how it was possible to feel a baseball bat battering your head repeatedly but the more you tried to question it the worse your head became so you quickly gave up on that fight and some how tiredly made your way to the sofa in the compound for just a little rest. Really, you weren't going to sleep, you simply didn't have the time but sitting down never hurt anyone, right? Quickly resting your stinging eyes wouldn't hurt you as long as you made sure to be up and busy before anyone returned.

Although you allowed a nap for yourself you couldn't quite seem to drift off due to your raging headache, tears of pain and frustration began to trail down your cheeks as you just closed your eyes to block out the harsh light flickering through the compound. At times when you felt this bad all you could do is regret not listening to Natasha and slipping earlier, and now you are all alone with no one to comfort you, or so you thought.

Wanda returned earlier than Nat due to the fact Tony wanted to modify her suit, so naturally she went to check on you, she was almost like a sister for you, so when she heard your overwhelming loud thoughts she made her way to you. She could see by your thoughts you needed a slip so with a quick text to Nat she set out to help you.

"Pretty girl?" Wanda whispered causing your body to stiffen and struggle to open your eyes, "shhh it's okay y/n, auntie wands knows all bout it pretty, would you like to rest with me little one?" You managed a weak nod and lifted your head ever so slightly. Wanda slipped underneath your head and immediately brought her hands to your temples in an attempt to help you, despite her efforts she wasn't Nat and your little brain knew that. "Want mama" you whined miserably with a pout on your lips as tears trailed down your cheeks once more. "Wans want my mama I hurtys helps me" your whimpers were breaking your witchy friends heart, but thankfully with the half an hour she began to hear Natasha's rushed and panicked thoughts of you. "Ahh little one I spy someone's mama."

Just from the sight of you Natasha would've Instantly knew what was wrong, but having wanda's helpful insight was always a bonus. She knew how much you loved your auntie wands, so the fact you were still crying meant only one thing. You needed her. So it was unsurprising that as soon as Natasha knelt down to face you, you threw yourself at her, loud muffled sobs coming from you as you nuzzled yourself into her neck. Although it wasn't very clear Natasha knew you were apologetic for thinking you would be okay and she could tell by wanda's reaction that you didn't quite want to be in public in this state but had seemingly regressed smaller than ever before. "Ahh honey, it's okay mama has you now okay? You're such a good girl for me y/n, mama is so proud baby. You're okay and you're so safe with me and wands okay? Shall we go lay down ?"

Natasha easily lifted you into her arms with a quiet thank you to Wanda she carried you into your bedroom, immediately setting out to find the most comfortable pair of clothes for you she could. Once changed you settled on the bed with your favourite stuffed animal call Emer. Natasha changing quickly herself and grabbing some colouring supplies before joining you on the bed. Your migraine wouldn't allow for much, just enough colouring to soothe you into a slumber where Natasha wraps you up in her arms and protects her girl from the world. The only place you could ever sleep soundly was here, with her.

Word count~1315

#anon answered #v3nusxsky answers #fanfic #anon requested #marvel #natasha mcu #natasha x y/n #natasha x you #soft natasha romanoff #natasha marvel #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanov #natasaha romanoff #natasha x little!reader #cg Nat #auntie Wanda

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maximoffluvr · 2 years

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Can I request anything with Wanda x little reader? 🫶I was thinking maybe reader fell asleep head first on the table while colouring

of course ! thank u for the cute request love <33

zzz

‘baby?’ wanda called out, walking through your shared house, stopping when she heard your gentle breathing coming from the kitchen.

she pushed open the door fully and smiled softly, walking over to you as quietly as she could.

you were laid with your head on the table, facing the side. a colouring book and various coloured pencils were scattered around you.

on the open page of the book, a hastily coloured butterfly with the words ‘for mama’ were scrawled upon the paper.

wanda grinned, stroking your hair whilst you slept and bending down to your level, kissing your forehead in an attempt to wake you up as nicely as possible. you squirmed slightly, reaching out for her and mumbling.

‘hi, little one!’ she beamed, picking you up and putting you on her waist.

you rubbed your eyes, yawning and laying your head on her shoulder.

‘it’s bedtime now, darling. you’re so sleepy.’ wanda said softly as she began walking toward the stairs and to your bedroom.

‘zzz?’ you questioned, being too small to form proper sentences.

‘yes, baby, it’s zzz time.’ she replied, laying you down in bed and getting in next to you, pulling the blanket over both of you.

wrapping her arms around you, she laid you on her chest, stroking your hair softly.

‘i love you’ she whispered, pulling you closer to her.

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butterflysplayground · 1 year

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caregiver wanda maximoff

#wanda maximoff #caregiver wanda maximoff #cg!wanda maximoff #cg!wanda maximoff x little!reader #caregiver #agere caregiver #agedre caregiver #agere #agedre #agere positivity #agedre positivity #agere moodbaords #agedre moodboard #agere blog #agedre blog #age regression #age dreaming #moodboard #moodboard °˖✧

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angelbaby-fics · 2 months

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Cg stucky x little reader x little Peter where he is the older bro and very protective about his little sis and they go to the avenger tower but she is in babyspace and non-verbal and he won't let anyone near her and is like "nooooo she to tiny you make her owie" and when someone else than their caregivers try to pick her up he Hit the person and get punished by daddies

Baby's Bodyguard

Word Count: 800

A/N: This is such a sweet idea!!!! I love big bro Peter & there's gonna be a lot more of him coming in the future I think 💕 Also nobody yell at me but I haven't actually watched Hawkeye & I don't know anything about Kate imsosorry enjoy!! 💕

Joining the Rogers-Barnes family as their precious and littlest baby was the greatest thing that happened to everyone involved, but nobody took on a greater pride than your big bubba Peter. Steve and Bucky had been worried at first that he wouldn’t take it well, no longer being an only child and the absolute center of their attention. To their surprised delight, however, Peter took on his new older sibling responsibilities with a soldier’s pride.

Any time you were out on an errand or playing in the park, Peter took it upon himself to keep a watchful eye on you, even though your daddies were more than capable. Whenever you weren’t in your daddies’ arms, you were holding Peter’s hand. At the playground, he’d go down the slide first to make sure it wasn’t too fast, and then wait at the bottom to catch you as you followed. When you ordered food in a restaurant, Peter always took the first bite to make sure it was safe. Well, maybe that one wasn’t as much about protection as it was getting an extra bite, but still. At parties and playdates it was a little easier for him to get distracted, but he always made sure you were within earshot.

That’s how you found yourself now, in one of the common rooms of the sprawling Avengers compound, stacking blocks into a castle while Peter half paid attention to Wanda’s game of pretend on the other side of the room, his focus divided between her and you. Steve was standing around the snack table talking to Bruce and Tony, while Bucky and Sam cracked open a couple of beers on the balcony. It wasn’t a party so much as a lively get-together, team members and family only.

It also happened to be Kate’s first party with the gang. Kate had been kind to you the few times you had met her, engaged with you in your pretend games and played hide and seek around the compound with you and your friends, but you didn’t trust her all the way yet. She was new here, she didn’t know that the only ones you allowed to carry you were your daddies. When Tony announced that dinner was ready, she was the closest to you, so she picked you up to carry you into the dining room with everyone. She meant well, she handled you gently, but that meant nothing to you at this moment.

Peter’s spidey senses noticed it first, the sharp intake of your breath as you started to wail. Poor Kate didn’t realize what was happening as everything unfolded. A sticky web splatted into the back of her shirt as Peter ran over to the two of you.

“No! You put baby down!!” He shouted, smacking the side of Kate’s arm like a cat batting a toy; not enough to hurt her.

Kate let go of you as you flung yourself into Peter’s arms, now sobbing from both the fright of being picked up by a new person and the commotion that had followed it. Peter barely had time to comfort you when a strong voice rang out over the noise.

“Hey!” Steve shouted, not needing to say anything else to get everyone in the room silent and staring at him. Even you had stopped crying when you saw your daddy enter the room. Peter immediately spoke out in your defense.

“She was scaring baby!” He cried out, pointing an accusatory finger at Kate.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t! I was just bringing her to dinner!” Kate defended herself, desperately hoping the super soldier would understand. It wasn’t Steve she was worried about, though; Bucky was glaring at her with ice cold eyes.

Steve placed a calming hand on his husband’s shoulder, calming him instantly.

“Alright, everybody calm down,” Steve said, his face softening as he turned to meet your eyes. “Are you hurt, babydoll?”

You shook your head, reaching out for your daddy’s arms.

“I promise,” Kate said, “all I did was pick her up!” “I believe you.” Steve nodded. “She just doesn’t like getting picked up by anybody but her family. It's okay, you didn’t know yet.” Kate smiled, grateful for the forgiveness. Your tears had dried, your breathing had calmed, and your tummy had started to rumble. Steve gave you a kiss on the head, and with the chaos settled, everyone began to shuffle off to the dining room. Peter mingled in amongst them until he felt a cold hand on the back of his shirt.

“Uh uh, not so fast kiddo,” Bucky warned, pulling the youngster aside. “I saw you hit Kate. That’s not nice and you know it.”

Peter looked down at his sneakers. “I’m sorry Baba,” he said dejectedly.

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to Kate. Bucky let Peter go, following him into the kitchen before adding: “and no dessert tonight!”

#little!reader #stucky x little!reader #agere fic #bucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #daddy!stucky #daddy!bucky #marvel agere #peter x little!reader #stucky x little!peter #little!peter x little!reader #chloe's fic

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buckys-little-belle · 2 years

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I love all your ideas for the gummy stealer! Pick which you like best ♡ I want you to like it too.

-♡

Someone Ate My Family

AKA - How Different Marvel Cg’s Would React To Your Avengers Gummies Being “Stolen”

Steve, Nat, Tony, Wanda, Bucky, x Little!Reader (Gender nutral language, no pronouns used, though Wanda calls Little!Reader “Petal”. So please keep that in mind when reading.)

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post and blog SFW

Warnings - Mentions of food/Mentions of eating food, Talks of giving someone a mean talking to, Nat is overly worried about people lying, crying, sadness, also happy endings and fluff!

Notes - I was very indecisive on who I should write this concept with and ended up thinking about how so many people would react, so I just decided to write down a few of my ideas in a headcannon type way. I hope everyone enjoys!!!!

Based on this ask/message from my beloved ♡ anon

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Steve

“Daddy?” You yell, your voice carrying through the apartment, the noise finally finding Steve in his office. “What Baby?” He yells back as he begins walking towards to noise you’re currently creating. “We have to go!” You shout, your voice urgent and persistent. “Where do we need to go baby?” Steve chuckles, his arms now crossed as he stands in the entry way’s wall opening. You sat on the bench in front of him, one shoe on and the other in your hand.

“Someone ate my gummies and I need more daddy!” You say as if he should clearly understand the situation. Steve, well he knew that you had none left, he may have eaten the last pack … But he planned to go to the store while you went to Auntie Nat’s house, but here he was faced head on with the issue at hand. “Okay okay, but you need to wear running shoes baby, your sandals aren’t going to cut it.” You nod, knowing there’s no point in arguing with him, he’s somehow almost always right anyways.

The two of you eventually head out to the store, matching running shoes on and all. The store of course is busy, the weekend is fast approaching and people and rushing home from work. You lead the way towards the snack aisle, Steves hand grasping yours as you walk fast. Eventually you break from his hands grasp, running towards the middle of the aisle where your gummies are before stopping. “Sorry.” You squeak as you almost run into the lady standing in front of you. Steve smiles, he’s proud that you use your manners, pride building in his chest.

The moment the two of you are back on the street, gummies in hand, Steve is already ripping the box open and picking you up to rest on his hip. You easily grab a new bag out of the box and Steve opens it, handing the small bag back to you so you can distribute the gummies to the both of you. “Daddy!” You call out, startling Steve slightly, him looking at you confused. “I have to eat all the yous!” you say, snatching the gummy that resembles him just slightly and popping it into your mouth. “Sorry baby.” He chuckles back.

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Natasha

“Mommy?” You cry from the kitchen, Nat immediately running to you from her office. Her face drenched in panic as she sees your back turned to her. “Baby? What’s wrong?” She calls back. “Someone ate m’gummies!” Nat chuckles silently, not wanting to get you work up any further.

She instantly asks a few questions, making sure you weren’t just saying there were none left so you could have two packages.

When she realizes that you really didn’t eat them, she checks the garbages for any wrappers, she walks over to the linen closet. Swiftly grabbing a towel and unwrapping it, a new and full box of gummies awaiting. “Here my love.”

Nat then apologizes for not believing you, she knows that you wouldn’t lie to hurt her feelings or lie to be mean, but she struggles to trust people. Usually she would just ask twice, but today she just felt off and ended up being extra cautious. The towel snacks were for emergency’s, but when she saw the tears streaming down your face when she kept checking the garbages, she knew she had to pull the, out.

Her work is then long abandoned, the two of you curled up on the couch watching a movie. “Here.” You would mumble, your hand reaching up towards her, offering your least favourite colour gummy.

“Thank you baby.” She would coo and happily accept the snack.

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Tony

“DADDY!” You screech, your body frozen, sitting on the kitchen floor, an empty gummy box in front of you. Tony of course rushes in, a small first aid kit in hand, he knows how a “DADDY!” screech usually plays out.

“Smush what is wrong?” He questions, out of breath, his body still reeling from the rush of adrenaline. “S’mone ate m’family.” You cried, your tears running down your face as you look at him defeated, your legs crossed on the compounds kitchen floor. “Dey can’t do that! M’ the only one who can eat dem!” You sob, your heart beating fast as your voice grows quieter.

“Friday?” Tony called out, a slight chuckle building in his throat, of course you call the gummies family, but why can only you murder them?. “Yes Sir?” “Who ate smush’s gummies?” He asked, his hands on his hips as he watched you perk up, wondering who had taken your gummies. “That would be Steve Rodgers Sir.” Tony sighed, slowly regretting putting your snacks in the main kitchen instead of his own.

“Okay smush.” Tony sighed, gesturing you to come towards him. You stand up and walk closer, quickly wrapping your arms around his middle, smushing your face into his chest. “I will have someone get you more gummies, I will also talk to Cap later tonight. How about we go get cozy on the couch and watch a movie?” He asks, his arms wrapping around you.

“Okay, b’we can eat gummies later right?” You ask, the most important thing at hand on your mind. “Of course smush.” He says, kissing the top of your head and turning you around to walk towards the couch, his phone is soon pulled out of his pocket and a pack of gummies are quickly on their way to you.

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Wanda

“Petal?” Wanda asks, her voice floating through the play room, yourself sat on the play mat, a few toys scattered. “Yes?” You said defeated, your voice showing clear signs of slight distress and sadness. “Why have you been so quite today?” You just shrug your shoulders, never meeting her gaze, instead looking around the room at anything but her. “No lies, petal, tell me what’s going on.” She persists, her voice stern but not mean.

“I jus’ dere’s no more gummies.” You sigh, your eyes landing on the window and staying there. “Did you eat them all?” She asks concerned, she wouldn’t expect you to be sad they were gone, you usually just ask her for more. “You didn’t eat dem?” Your tone perks up in confusion, trying to grasp the situation. “No petal.”

“Oh … Den who did?” Your questioning gaze finally meeting hers. She chuckles. “I’m not sure, but why don’t we go out and get some more hmm?” You stand up right away, picking up a few toys and putting them away. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She chuckles again, content standing in the doorway, watching you happily put away your toys.

“Can we also get some juice?” You ask, your eyes slowly widening, your grin turning into its classic, and effective, pout. “Of course petal, anything for you.” Her arms wrap around you in an instant, her warmth washing over you as her embrace gets tighter. “Anything.” She says again, this time in a very quite whisper. “Me to mama.” You smile, pulling away and dashing down the hallway to retrieve your shoes and sweater.

A few tears descend down Wanda’s cheeks, her brain running rampant, trying to figure out why you love her so much. Your heart so full and pure, even after knowing who she is and what she’s done you still love her. She whines her tears and begins walking down the hallway, stopping halfway when she hears you humming the lullaby she sings to you every night.

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Bucky

Bucky stands in the middle of the kitchen, his head facing the ceiling as he takes a deep breath in. You break out in another sob, your left arm flailing and landing on Bucky’s foot. “You feel any better lovie?” He questions, his tone bored and his head still pointed at the ceiling. “No, I can’t live like this!” You sob, tears still flowing down your face. Bucky begins to let his mind wander, trying to figure out why you are acting this distraught over the empty gummie box you found on the kitchen counter 6 minutes ago.

“Did Stevie put you down for a nap?” He questions, realizing Steve was babysitting you today during nap time, Bucky out doing mandatory paperwork for an upcoming mission. “He said I can’t tell you!” You say, your voice still weary and now exhausted. “Hmm.” Bucky sighs, your vague answer clearly a ‘no’. He now looks at you, your face still wet with tears, eyes red, but you now just look tired and worn out. Bucky knows Steve would have gladly eaten your gummies while babysitting, and Bucky also knows you probably feel like the world is ending right now.

He swiftly bends down and scoops you up, his hand going under your legs as your arms wrap around his neck. “Lovie let’s do bedtime a little early tonight okay?” He asks, his free hand rubbing soothing circles on your back. “Okay.” You say, your voice barely audible, your almost asleep by the time he reaches your room.

He stands you up on the soft rug that sits on the floor, your eyes just slightly open as you yawn. “We can have gummies tomorrow right?” You sigh, your fingers weaving in and out. “Of course, why don’t we get some pancakes tomorrow morning and then stop by the store?” He smiles as he rummages through your dresser, trying to locate a soft pair of jammies. “Really!” You say as excitedly as possible. He nods, giving you a quick kiss atop our head.

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mamaslittlespace · 23 days

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♡ Safe Space Cubby ♡

☁︎ Welcome ageres! Hi All Littles, caregivers, or anyone who wants to be here. Call me Cookie: I am a little and a mommy!caregiver. Lately the world has been crushing down on me and I wanted to make some stuff to help me and others. So I’m here to make some fics!! And they will be very slowly coming out because I run another account.

🍼 Masterlist 🍼

⇢ My hero academia

Fruit shakes- Cg!iida x fem!little!reader

Best price- CG! Kirishima x trans!reader

⇢ Demon Slayer

⇢ Marvel

🧸 Rules to follow 🧸

★ If this is not the page for you, block or move one. This is how some of us feel safe and heal. Sometimes it’s okay to scroll and not leave hate.

★ this is a completely sfw safe. AgeRegression here is just for comfort and nothing sexual about it. You can leave my page if that’s what you want but on here it’s a no.

★ i wouldn’t be doing to heavy themes when it comes to angst but I will give comfort of fics on who ask!

★ blankies, pacis, stuffis, snacks are aloud.

★ like I said no too heavy themes but I’m comfortable with most things for the littles!

★ if you leave a message in my inbox I will reply as a little or a caregiver! Whatever you want.

★ fics will be short and sweet.

★ fem, male, gn are all expected! I will try my best with all of them!

★ body types are welcome too in requests.

★ kitten, puppy spaces are welcome too!!

★ beware I am not familiar with all disability’s so my lack of knowledge might be bad. But I will try my best

★ My hero: Deku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Momo, Todoroki, Iida. Ships: kirideku, kiribaku, Bakudeku, kiribakudeku.

★ Demonslayer: Tanjiro Kamado, Mitsuri Kanroji, Giyu Tomioka, Kyojuro Rengoku, Shinobu Kochō

★ Marvel: Wanda Maximoff, Team!Avengers.

★ requests and fics might not come out for a while. I log off to go to my main account and can only make theses when I have time!! I am sorry, I hope I can keep up with this account!!

☪︎ open for fandom suggestions ☪︎

🎀 things about me 🎀

𐀔 hello I’m cookie. I am 19 years old, in the past I have used age regression as a save space to heal my trauma but I haven’t been little in a long time, until now. I have had many Cgs but they have all be bad, and littles too but they are mixed. I am willing to be friends with everyone on here if they want! Cg me can help take care of you littles, which little me can play and bond with you too. And little me will love to have a cg to talk to about anything, get to know people first tho before jumping to anything but friends are all at the start!! Thank you <3

𐀔 I like animal crossing, a lots of video games, coloring, and Bluey!

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b00inazkaban · 2 years

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I have no idea what to post but can people give me like ideas for fics for?

Master list: :)

IM NOT USING THIS MASTER-LIST ANYMORE! Head over to my second one on my navigation page and request from that one please and thank you my lovelies!

Who/What I'll write for:

Most kinks,

Fluff,

Angst (I’m not a fan of angst but I’ll still write) ,

Aged-Up characters,

Any/All genders

Poly relationship’s (3 -5 Character’s)

Harry Potter/ Marauders / Fantastic Beasts:

Ron Weasley Hermione Granger Neville longbottom Cedric Diggory Ginny Weasley Fred Weasley George Weasley Blaise Zabini Pansy Parkinson Theadore Nott Luna Lovegood Cho Chang (maybe depends on request) Bill Weasley Fleur Delacour Tom Riddle Mattheo Riddle Nymphadora Tonks Bellatrix Lestrange (Younger and Older) Lucius Malfoy (Younger and Older) Narcissa Malfoy (Younger and Older) Severus Snape (Younger and Older) Sirius Black (Younger and Older) Remus Lupin (Younger an Older) James Potter Peter Pettigrew (maybe and young and with the good fancast(s) Lily Evans Marlene McKinnon Mary McDonald Dorcus Meadowes Newt Scammander Thesus Scammander Jacob Kowalski Sweathearts; Queenie Goldstein Tina Goldstein !Young! Albus Dumbledore Gellert Grindelwald (Mads or Johnny)

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington Johnathan Byers Billy Hargrove Argyle Eddie Munson Nancy Wheeler Chrissy Cunningham Robin (fem aligned only) Eleven Hopper (fluff only) Dustin Henderson (fluff only) Lucas Sinclair (fluff only) Max Mayfield (fluff only) Mike Wheeler (fluff only) Little!mike x Cg!reader; Will Byers (fluff only) Joyce Byers Jim(James) Hopper Enzo Antonov Karen Wheeler Murray Bauman Dr. Alexie Phil Callahan

Marvel/ DC/ Guardians of the Galaxy:

Tony Stark (Ironman) Steve Rogers (Captain America) Bruce Banner (Hulk) Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) Thor Odinson Clint Barton (Hawkeye) Loki Laufeyson (Odinson) Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch) Peitro Maximoff Bucky(James) Barnes Pepper Potts Peter Parker Dr. Stephen Strange Carol Danvers (Captain Marvel) Scott Lang (Ant-Man) Sam Wilson (Flacon) Eddie/Venom Peter Quill Gamora Drax Rocket Yondu Arthur Curry (Aquaman) Orm Marius Barry Allan (Flash)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles:

Leonardo Raphael Donatello Michelangelo April O’Neil Casey Jones

Longmire:

Walt Longmire Victoria Moretti Ferguson Henry Standingbear Cady Longmire Branch Connolly Jacob Nighthorse Mathias

Twilight:

Carlise Cullen Esme Cullen Charlie Swan Jacob Black

Bella Swan

Edward Cullen

Jasper Cullen

Emmet Cullen

Rosile Cullen

Alice Cullen

Flash:

Barry Allen

Cisco Ramon

Harry Wells

Caitlin Snow

Iris West

Julian Albert

Oliver Queen

Captain Cold

Who/what I don’t write for:

Draco Malfoy (Only character I’m so sorry I just can’t write anything for him unless it’s fluff still don't like writing for him tbh)

I won’t write for Rape,

Smut for agere,

Smut for minor x adult

Non-con

Kidnapped (maybe tho depends on character and other things)

A/n: Ik minors are on here and still read stuff so I'm not putting a age warning on here, people don't really read age warnings usually but I'll put age warning on the one with smut or suggestive themes. Also, please make suggestions with enough detail for me to imagine and make something with, and this is a safe-space for any and all genders and agere, thanks have a good day!

#harry potter #marauders #fantastic beasts #marvel #dc universe #walt longmire #stranger things #tmnt bayverse #tmnt fandom #masterlist #fypage #fyp

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smalls-words · 2 years

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Lost And Found

Summary: Disneyland can be a magical land for some people. Maybe it’s not just for you.

Pairings: CG!Wanda x Little!AFAB!Stark!Reader

Requested: yes/NO

Warnings: Epic rides, Disney princesses, parades, crowds, blood (light), assumption of pronouns by assholes, kind Disneyland people who don’t do that, tired babies.

Words: Doesn’t matter, this is for my little ones

A/N - SO! This is my first little!reader fic. I have a precious little of my own whilst I have some little friends, and whilst I am my little’s cg, I do have that mindset and care for all littles that I have the pleasure of meeting. So please, do not ever be mean to a little, there are reasons behind their regression. This is a safe place, and any rudeness will not be tolerated. Rude to my/any littles = instant block. I WILL NOT have that here.

Anyway... have fun reading!

*not my gifs*

Today was gonna be a great day. You weren’t going to slip, you were going to have fun with your girlfriend at Disneyland and you were going to buy her so many things that you knew you would break your father’s bank.

You hopped in the car with her early that morning and arrived earlier than everyone else, making you grin as you went straight to your favourite rides. You had both made sure to wear a pair of swimmers underneath as you went on Splash Mountain, getting positively soaked but it only made you admire Wanda’s features more.

“Ooh, babe, look over there!” Wanda exclaimed as she tied her hair up into a messy bun, the loose wet strands framing her face in a light you’d never seen before.

You followed her pointing finger and spotted what had excited her - a pirate show that was just about to start. She pulled you over and you hid within the crowd, keeping your bags between your legs so that your shoulders could have a rest whilst your stuff couldn’t be stolen.

Immediately, you felt it starting. You liked pirates a lot, which didn’t help your goal of the day. Instead, you eyed a candy floss machine and pulled her over there, even though the pirate show wasn’t finished yet.

“But Y/N!” Wanda whined.

“We can still watch from here, silly.” You snickered, far enough away that it wasn’t going to trigger you whilst Wanda could still watch.

After the candy floss, you went on more rides before heading to the food court. You tried out some Mickey Mouse-styled burgers, some Star Wars drinks and best of all, some churros with Mickey Mouse’s head cooked through!

You went on a few more rides, including the Teacups, It’s a Small World and Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters. Soon enough, the parade was being announced and you managed to get your way to the front-middle, where you could see the parade but couldn’t sit.

You wrapped your arms around Wanda and tucked your head on her shoulder, smiling as she kissed your cheek. “How has your day been, my love?”

“Amazing. Just… Everything I wanted and more.” She sighed happily, kissing you once more.

You stuck around until half-way through before Wanda felt the urgent need to go to the bathroom. You gave Wanda a quick kiss before she went, leaving you to watch the end and smile at the Disney princesses. The actors all looked wonderful and some even recognised you, bowing their heads as you bowed yours playfully.

By the end, everyone was scrambling to get back to the rides that you got thrown around quite a bit, leaving you in a haze. You tripped over your bag and luckily caught yourself, but all of your belongings were splayed out that you hurriedly placed back in.

More and more people’s legs were getting close to your face and you felt like you were getting smaller and smaller. You grabbed yours and Wanda’s bags and held them tight, feeling your mind finally slip over the edge.

*Mama.* You thought, over and over again, hoping that she could hear you.

*Y/N.* Wanda sprinted out of the bathroom at the thought, gasping at the huge crowd you were no doubt being swamped in.

*Y/N/N, my sweet baby, make yourself known. Please.*

She searched the crowd, tears pricking her eyes until she saw a crowd forming by a bench. She sped over, listening to their questions.

“Why are you crying, young lady?”

“Have you lost your phone? Maybe that’s why.”

Wanda pushed through the crowd but it kept getting denser, your sniffle and whimpers echoing inside of her mind.

“Out of my way!” She growled, the crowd clearing before she knelt down in front of you.

“Oh, my little one. I’m sorry, Mama’s so so sorry.” She cooed, tucking you into her.

“Mama never should have left her baby alone. Mama was dumb, Mama should have seen you struggling.”

“Who the hell are you? You’re not her mom.” A scoff came from behind Wanda and she rolled her eyes.

You had already dealt with this enough when you were younger. Disneyland was supposed to be a place of inclusivity, of happiness and joy, something of which she knew you weren’t feeling right now.

“Can everybody just back off? They evidently need some air.” A passerby interrupted, pushing themselves into the crowd to make them move along.

“Are you two alright?” The man asked, kneeling down in front of you.

“I… I small.” You murmured, but got confused when he smiled.

“You’re a little? And I’m guessing you’re their caregiver?” He looked at Wanda.

“Yes. I’m Wanda.”

“I’m Jason. Are you not having the best day, little one?” He asked you and you nodded.

“Just… lots of people. Scary. Fell.” You showed him your hands, which were scraped and bleeding slightly.

Jason gasped. “Come with me, I’ll get you to a medical tent.”

You and Wanda eagerly followed him whilst a conversation went between the two of you.

*Y/N/N, I can just fix your hands, baby cakes.*

*No, no powers in Disneyland. You p’omised.*

She sighed and nodded whilst kissing your temple as you arrived in the medical tent. You showed your hands to the attendee, who was delighted to help you, and she put some band-aids on after cleaning and applying some creams.

“There you go! You should be all set!”

“Oh, hold on a second, Margorie.” Jason held up a finger and beckoned you two to come to the end.

“This is a special pass in Disneyland. If you show this to any Disneyland worker, they will take you to a quiet spot or wherever you’d like to go by golf cart and you can do whatever you’d like.” He slipped the lanyard over your head and you beamed, looking at the special pass with complete adoration.

“I hope you two have a nice rest of your day.” Jason looked at Wanda, who kissed your cheek and nodded.

“Thank you so much for this, Jason. It really means a lot.”

He nodded and you two left, wandering through the park with your hands clasped together before you noticed the pirate show was starting again.

“Mama! Pirates, p’ease?!” You asked eagerly, making Wanda chuckle.

“Of course, little love. Let’s go say hi to the pirates again.”

You went over and watched the whole show until you felt your eyes starting to feel heavy. It was late in the afternoon now, and you wanted to get to the merchandise shops before they closed.

“Mama, home time?” You murmured, yawning.

“Let’s go home.” She agreed, leading you through the park towards the exit until you stopped dead in your tracks and pointed at a merchandise store.

You dragged her in, making her laugh along the way, and you scanned the shelves for anything and everything. You picked out two new stuffies, one for you and one for Wanda, whilst you also got some special Scarlet Witch ears and some very big sleepy shirts. Wanda picked out some things for herself, but when you saw how much her stuff summed up to, you frowned.

“More, Mama.” You mumbled, pointing at some of the shelves.

“Darling, if I wanted more, I’d get more.” She chuckled, but you saw the real reason behind her eyes.

You dug around for your phone and opened it, showing your dad’s credit card ready to pay for it. She sighed, knowing you wouldn’t budge, and grabbed some more things. Once she was done, you paid and giggled as you held the giant Stitch in your arms, walking all the way to the car before you held him in your lap.

“Mama, can Stitchy sleep wif me?” You asked, sucking on your thumb whilst Wanda kicked the car into gear.

“Of course he can!” She smiled happily, holding your hand whilst the automatic car merged with traffic.

About halfway home, your fatigue from earlier had started to settle in again, making your eyelids droopy. “Mama, I tireds.”

“Have a nap, my little dove, you more than deserve it.”

“But I no want sleeps.” You argued, even through a yawn.

Wanda smirked at you briefly before focusing on the road. “How about this? If you go to sleep, I will let you have double ice cream tomorrow.”

Your eyes widened at the offer, thinking about it carefully before you nodded. “Deal, Mama. I sleeps, but…”

Luckily you came to a red light and Wanda looked over at your hesitant features. “You can ask me anything, my tiny angel. I promise.”

“Can… Can you makes my sleeps nice?” You asked hesitantly and she beamed at you.

“If that is what you wish, then that is what shall be.”

Her hand cradled your cheek softly before a wisp of red clouded your vision, seeping into your skin as warmth you only felt in the arms of your Mama consumed you. It felt like you were actually in bed, being held tightly against Wanda whilst you listened to her heartbeat.

Eventually, your eyes didn’t reopen, and Wanda’s wisps drifted from your head to your hands, peeling away the band-aids to heal your scrapes.

*No pain for my baby.* She muttered within her mind, the skin healing over whilst the band-aids disappeared.

“FRIDAY, can you take the wheel?”

“Of course, Ms Maximoff.” The AI responded before Wanda’s magic lifted you and herself into the backseat, where she moved to hold you close and run her fingers through your hair.

She knew she’d be extra Mama-like tomorrow, given that she almost lost you today, but she knew you wouldn’t mind. If anything, you loved having your Mama holding you, keeping you safe within her arms whilst your happy little mind wandered wherever it wanted to go.

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