#dadpleasant

[ask-dadpleasant]

New dadpleasant / unpleasant gradient lore

[saucequest31]

it's dadpleasant

[babyjakes]

a natural.

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event | kinktober 2021

prompt | eating out

summary | bucky lets steve use you as practice for going down on a girl.

pairing | dark!stucky x reader

warnings | dark steve and bucky(steve’s relatively soft, bucky a little less), noncon, bucky holds reader down(restraining), set in the forties before the freeze (but after steve becomes supersoldier)? if that matters?, implied that reader is bucky’s partner unwillingly (idk i didn’t choose to elaborate so whatever you prefer to imagine for those circumstances), steve “doesn’t know how to eat pussy” but then destroys reader’s, fingering, eating out, forced orgasm, crying, one (?) slap, praise, slight!jealousy from steve

word count | 1,214

an | wooh i just love something about like bucky having to explain so descriptively and steve being so eager to make you cum, like can you imagine :’-) also idk if it matters that this is set before the freeze but i just like the aesthetic of forties!stucky for this one. also wow this one also ended up super long oops :^) anyway, hope you guys enjoy!

“Shit, Bucky. She’s even prettier in person.”

Though you’re putting up the best fight you can, you’re no match for the two supersoldiers holding you down to the bed as you thrash and writhe pathetically; with frustration settling on his face to mix with his disappointment, Bucky tsks at you. “Come on, y/n. Give it up; you know you’re not getting out of this.”

“Please-” you try to beg once more, but with exhaustion settling in over you as Bucky secures you to his chest from behind with his arms wrapped around you, you know the outcome is getting bleaker by the moment.

“S'alright doll,” Steve tries to sate you, noticeably more impacted by your tears and protests than his friend, “just gonna make you feel good.”

“That’s right, so for fuck’s sake, would you quit squirming,” Bucky demands, his grip tightening on you as he manages to raise a hand to strike swiftly across your tear-soaked cheek. Heat rises immediately to flood the battered flesh, a frightened whimper escaping your lips as you fall limp against the pair, earning a hum of content from the dark-haired man behind you. “That’s better,” he sighs in relief. “Now go ahead, pal. Lift up her skirt, I made sure she’s got nothin’ on under there.”

Steve pauses for a moment to lock his eyes with yours, a hand reaching out almost appearing to offer peace as he nods. “Alright. Just relax, sweetheart,” he attempts to soothe you, taking the fabric of your skirt lightly and flipping it up to reveal your bare thighs. Your knees close instinctively, but Bucky’s quick to grab one in each hand, prying you open to give Steve easy access.

Now completely exposed to the cool air of the room, your pussy quivers in anticipation. Eyes drifting to your glistening heat, Steve’s mouth beginning to water as he lowers his head to take a closer look. “Fuck,” he mutters, his large length bulging visibly through his pants. Though you’re no expert on all the technicalities of what the serum did to him, it’s clear now that the young man’s muscles weren’t nearly the only thing enhanced by the experiment.

“She wet?” Bucky asks from behind you, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs beginning to ache.

“Just barely,” Steve hums, still seeming half in a daze from the magnificent sight of your sex.

“You’re gonna wanna use some spit then,” Bucky advises. “C'mon doll, be a good girl and open up for Stevie.” Feeling the pressure increase through his grip on you, you’re quick to obey him. Eyes still wide, Steve gently slips his pointer and middle finger between your lips, a low groan rising through his throat as you provide him your saliva. “Now spread it around down there, over the opening,” Bucky continues.

Doing as his friend’s instructed, Steve brings his spit-covered fingers down to drag over your slit, his fingertips just barely teasing at your opening as his brow slants in concentration. “Start with one finger; work a little in at a time,” Bucky says.

“Alright doll,” Steve breathes, gently beginning to ease his middle finger into you. “Shit,” he mumbles as you struggle to take the insertion, “so fuckin’ tight.”

“Yeah, she’ll take some warming up,” Bucky chuckles, straining your legs a bit further apart to make it easier for his friend as he pumps in the length of just one knuckle, then working up to a second, his motions careful, cautious. Though he hasn’t said it, it’s clear Steve’s worried about hurting you given the size of his fingers. “There you go,” Bucky murmurs approvingly, glancing over your shoulder to watch as your cunt’s slowly opened up. “You can work a little faster now, and you can probably fit the whole finger in.”

Nodding, Steve picks up his pace ever-so-slightly, the full length of his digit now filling you up each time he presses inside you. “That okay, princess?” he asks, his eyes raising back up to meet yours. Trying to keep from moaning out, you simply nod, a look of relief washing over Steve as he dares to go even a bit faster.

“Now would be a good time to add your mouth,” Bucky tells him. “Find her clit up where her lips join together, looks like a little bead peaking out from between the folds. You’re gonna wanna work it with your tongue; sucking on it’s usually the best way to go.”

Licking his lips, Steve lowers his face to meet your mound, his nose bumping against it gently as he runs his tongue over your engorged flesh, the soft sensation sending tingles running up from your toes. “There, that’s it,” Bucky encourages, “look at that, she’s opening right up for you.” Steve only hums in agreement, the warmth of his breath against you only causing your wetness to grow as his finger works inside of you. When his lips find your bundle of nerves and close in to begin suckling, you can’t hold back your response; a heated whine escapes you as the tender bud is worked by the man’s mouth, a familiar fullness beginning to build in your belly.

“Oh- St-Steve,” you whimper, your hands coming up to cover your face in embarrassment. Keeping his lips locked on your clit, the blonde starts pumping faster in and out of your pussy with his fingers, not even needing Bucky’s instruction to know when you’re finally ready for a second. As the pads of his fingers work perfectly up against your soft spongey ceiling, you can feel your climax building inside you, your breaths starting to stagger as you grip the sheets beneath you in anticipation.

“There she goes, she’s almost there,” Bucky sings, his hands abandoning your legs to come up and cup your breasts through your shirt. “Keep goin’, pal. She’s about to cum- don’t worry, you’ll feel it when it happens.”

“Steve, B-Bucky,” you stammer, your head throbbing in pleasure as your peak approaches.

“C'mon, doll. Cum for me,” Steve pants against your button, his words the exact push you need to be thrown over the edge as you clench down brutally against his fingers, your toes curling up almost painfully as your orgasm tears through you.

“Fuck, that’s my girl,” Bucky praises as Steve nurses your clit, his fingers struggling to continue pounding into you as you ride out your high. The intensity lasts for several moments, and only when you’ve finally begun to come down does Steve slow his movements, his lips ceasing from around your puffy flesh as he raises his head to look at you, adoration shining in his eyes.

“Pull out carefully,” Bucky tells him. “She’s sensitive now.” Steve’s careful to do so, surprising both you and the man behind you by bringing his soaked fingers to his mouth to lick off the juices.

“How’d I do?” he asks.

“I’d say you’re a natural,” Bucky decides, his hands now rubbing gently over your chest as you breathe heavily against him. “Though I’ll warn you now, whatever girl you practice on next will have nothing on y/n.”

“I’m sure you’re right, pal,” Steve agrees with a nod, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes as he glances at the two of you before him.

[3m1lth34rt1st]

jesus christ i feel so overwhelmed by happiness you people on this platform make me all stimmy and happy 😭/pos

[worksby-d]

*pokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepoke*

😈😈

take this hug and kiss on the forehead ✨

[regretevatorbuttheaiisselfaware]

Oh almost forgot I also have this

I saw @ask-dadpleasant got a new design and I had the urge to draw him with Gordon. They are both fathers so it felt appropriate.

Alrighty that's all

[nony-bear]

okay rude anons can truly fuck off, and if anyone has an issue feel free to come dump it on me instead bc katie absolutely doesn’t deserve any of this negative shit. this is her blog, and she can post whatever tf she wants, bc her friends are all here and we wanna hear it. meanies can choke.

Thank you eun I love you so much you always stand up for me and it means so much to me 💖

But also you don’t deserve any negativity or mean-ness either so please don’t let anyone be rude to you either :(

Because you’re right all meanies can choke

[nomeaynfoeye]

"Infected...?"

GRAAAAAAHH ITS FINISHED

@moldingtundra

@ask-dadpleasant

Your beast

Without blur and darkness below cut

I'm not entirely happy with the shading but I hope you like it!

(I also SINCERELY hope you don't see this at like 3 am-)

[parano1ddetective]

Take a shower you STINK

AND STOP FEEDING MY SON MISINFORMATION

dadpleasant my beloved /pos

I DO NOT NEED A SHOWER!! AND ALSO IT’S NOT MISINFORMATION. IT’S ALL THE TRUTHH

[chrisevansdaughter]

Actually thinking I’m shadowbanned because of how much I’m working now 🥲🤌🏻

BUT IVE GOT MY OWN ROOM NOW🤌🏻🤌🏻

Tagging some of my faves for the boost 🫶🏻

@buckybarnesandmarvel @buckymcbuckbarnes @sarahrogersevans @chrisevansonly @jessybarnes @scarlettproof @youre-amazing-say-it @thatsamericasass24 @mcuamerica @falcqns @bohemian-barbie @dumb-fawkin-bitch @haleyhunwritess @haleybr @dadplease @writersblog20 @hulkstacos

[ask-dadpleasant]

Young Unpleasant and Jeremy first meeting part 2

[munstysmind]

WIP FOLDER GAME

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPS.

Tagged by @themaradaniels

Maddison - 2013 Parts

Stepping Up Series

CJ Valentine’s Request

Mara Valentine’s Request #1 - Chris & Maddie

Mara Valentine’s Request #2 - Steve & Harper

Steve Rogers Cuff Smut

Your Weakness - Chapter Three - Day Off

Your Weakness Series

Secret Love Series

It’s Yours - Secretary Maddison Prompt

ADHD Burnout Fic

Cavill Sick One Shot

PC - Henry Cavill One Shot

Moustache - Henry Cavill One Shot

Welcome Home - Evans One Shot

4K Challenge - DadPlease/ComfortCap

Birthday Cake - Evans One Shot

Safe - Random Idea

Dark Steve Rogers One Shot

Tagging: @muchadoaboutcj @themaradaniels @chickensarentcheap @secretaryunpaid @pixie88 and anyone else who wants to play

[babyjakes]

no use fightin'.

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event | kinktober 2021

prompt | breeding kink

summary | the sheriff knocks you up in the empty station.

pairing | dark!lee bodecker x reader

warnings | dark!lee (kinda soft but then not lol), noncon, that southern accent (you gotta read it this way or it won’t work!!), corruption/abuse of power, handcuffs, heavy use of petnames, panty gag, crying, p in v, forced orgasm, mocking/degradation/humiliation, insults, breeding kink, slight tummy bulge/size kink :^)

word count | 1,028

an | oh boy. lee’s back, and he’s still just as dark and delicious as ever:’-) i have kind of decided i suck at writing lee’s vernacular but guess i forgive myself - i think the heavy use of those southern petnames maybe makes up for it? i hope everyone enjoys this one!

“My oh my, sweetcheeks. You’s is quite the sight for sore eyes, now ain’t ya?” The sheriff’s breath is hot against the sweat-drenched flesh of your neck where he’s tucked up his lips, suckling gently on and off again as his hands wander across your tummy and hips. “Got you lookin’ so pretty for me, all tied up like this- oh come on now, suga’ pie. S'no need for tears,” he hums as you choke against the fabric of your own lingerie he’s got stuffed up in your mouth. “You’re gonna ruin all that pretty makeup you got on. You get all dolled up jus’ for me, angel?” Lee teases, his touch trailing down to the crook of your thigh, “Aww baby, you shouldn’ have.”

You sob out a desperate attempt at a cry for help, but none of your words translate through your makeshift gag, soaked with your tears and spit. Your wrists struggle helplessly in the harsh metal cuffs locked high above your head, the faint rattling of the chain causing the sick man before you to chuckle. “S'no use in fightin’ it, sweetha’t. We got the whole damn station to ourselves, how’s about that, hmm?” Dragging one of his thick digits down between your clenching legs, he dips into your wetness, prodding around a bit to find your aching clit. “Oh my, babydoll. Looks like someone’s enjoyin’ themselves,” he sings as he drags his finger around the tender bud in slow, agonizing circles, the brutal stimulation causing the bundle of nerves to burn in sinful need. “There, that’s it, peach,” he grumbles, his other hand rising to cup your chin as he forces you to look him in the eyes. “See? I can play nice,” Lee grin as you whimper in humiliation, the unwanted pleasure he’s providing making your gut twist in shame. “Jus’ gotta let me love on you, sweetcheeks. C’mon now, that’s it.”

Shifting his thumb to take over against your throbbing button, he eases a first finger inside of you, groaning lowly at the feeling of you clenching down against him. “Fuck, suga’ pie. Such a tiny little hole, you’s got.” Soon, a second finger is added as the sheriff struggles to stretch you out. “Love those pretty sounds you make,” Lee coos as you do your best to suppress your sobs, his fingers now squelching lewdly as they pump hard and fast into your channel. Feeling pressure begin to build in your belly, you squeeze your eyes shut, doing everything in your power to fight off your approaching climax. But when the cruel man’s pace at rubbing your hardened clit increases, there’s nothing you can do but wail into the thick wad of fabric caught between your teeth as you cream right on Lee’s fingers, causing him to cheer at his success in breaking you.

“That’s my girl- fuck, angel,” he cursed as you heave through your high. “Such a needy little cunt on you, already cummin’ for me and I haven’t even felt inside’a you.” Your body slumps pathetically once Lee pulls away from you, the cuffs around your wrists digging into the tender flesh to keep you hanging upright. At the sound of the sheriff’s belt buckle coming undone, followed by his zipper, you let out another futile sob, your entire body convulsing as his rock-hard length is lined up at your opening.

“Come on now, peach. Don’t tap out on me yet,” Lee rouses you, rubbing at your clit harshly to jolt you to attention, the overstimulation of the little nub bringing more tears to your eyes. “There she is; now hold still, sweetha’t. Don’t wanna hurt you while I’m stretchin’ you open.” When the thick, throbbing rod of flesh begins slowly impaling you, bile rises in your throat as your eyes sting with tears. “Fuck, can barely fit inside’a ya, sweetcheeks,” the man shakes his head. “C’mon, let me in, pretty girl. Oh, you poor thing,” he croons, smiling sickly as he pinches your clit, causing you to jerk against his cruel hand.

The next few seconds are purely agonizing as Lee forces the rest of himself inside of you, letting out a strained moan when his balls finally meet your slick heat. “Shit, babydoll. Look at you, so full’a me. You gonna let me fuck you, suga’ pie? Gonna let me fill you with my babies, make you into a nice little wife for me?”

Your eyes widen in horror at the man’s words, but before you can cry out or react in any way, Lee’s pulled out of you gently, only to slam back in with devastating force. “That’s right, you’s is gonna fucking take it, bitch,” he demands, knocking the wind out of you by repeating the action again, then again, slowly building up speed. “Fuck, jus’ like that. Stupid little slut, jus’ gotta hang there and take it. Gonna knock you up, sweetcheeks. Get that sweet little tummy nice ‘nd round for me, make you mine for good.”

As Lee continues to fuck you brutally, only your pitiful weeping and the man’s hoarse groans can be heard through the empty back room, accompanied by the sounds of his flesh smacking against yours as he makes his mark on you, ensuring you’ll feel his impact for days to come. The ordeal seems too painful for another climax on your end to even be possible, but as Lee begins his chase towards release, he isn’t satisfied without you right there with him. “C’mon, baby. Give me one more, need’a feel you milkin’ me when I shoot that belly’a yours full’a cum.” His hand returns to roll your clit between his fingers, and in a matter of just seconds he’s got you crying out once more, clamping down on him as your orgasm is forced out of you.

“Shit, that’s it. Jus’ like that, peach. Fuck, oh fuck,” Lee grunts, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he finally bottoms out, the feeling of his hot seed filling you up causing a scream to rise in your throat. “That’a girl- take it, angel,” he smiles as he kisses your cheek. “Nothin’ you can do but fuckin’ take it.”

[candy-and-writing]

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#5

anybody have any stucky x reader fic recs? comfort preferably, but any are appreciated 💕💕

16 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

#4

hey friends! okay, so i’ve been trying to find this fic for a while and i just can’t find the author. it’s a bucky x reader. the reader escaped from hydra and is working at stark tower when bucky comes up with a sexy proposal. reader admits she’s not very sex-active and instead bucky proposes to teach her about sex. just vanilla stuff at first but it becomes more kinky as time goes on. each chapter is basically a different sex encounter with bucky and the reader. also bucky used to date natasha.

anyone have any ideas?

21 notes - Posted April 19, 2022

#3

i’m sorry but sebastian stan portraying a character with a breeding kink has me gASPING

21 notes - Posted February 2, 2022

#2

hey, just a little psa but on pornhub someone uploaded part of pamela anderson’s sex tape. i’ve already reported it but if you see it please report it. pamela did not consent to have that on that website and she did not consent for the population to see it

69 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

make it all better

summary: after comforting you from a nightmare, steve and bucky always know how to make everything better

warnings: allusions to past rape, allusions to sexual assault, fluff, trauma, ptsd, our boys are real sweethearts

taglist: @ally22042000 @sightiff

a/n: goodness, okay. hello, again! it’s been a while since i posted anything! this is for @eun-dadplease 5k celebration (nothing line submitting a story an hour before it’s due 🥲) anyway, i hope you like this, it isn’t as detailed or as long as i hoped it would be, i’ve got finals this week and school has been killing me

disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this work aside from the OC/reader that is given below, all other characters—unless specified—belong to Marvel and the MCU. I am NOT responsible for your media content consumption. This work is not intended for those under the age of 18 due to explicit sexual content and/or dark themes. By reading this work you agree that you are at least 18 years of age. I DO NOT CONSENT to have my work posted on any third party app or website; if you are seeing this work anywhere other than tumblr and archiveofourown, it has been reposted without my permission. DON’T. STEAL. MY. WORK.

The world spun around you. The bright lights above you circled each other above you as you stared up at them. You couldn't move, your shivering frame glued to the cold floor. Your lips parted as you tried to scream, yet your voice was silent. You screamed until you were breathless, but nothing reverberated off the walls.

"What's the matter, Angel? Cat got your tongue?"

You heard his voice, his chuckle echoing in your ears, but you couldn't see him. You felt his hands on you, touching you as you were frozen to the ground, unable to move or scream for help.

"Be a good girl now, Angel, maybe I'll be gentle."

-

The screaming woke Bucky up in a cold sweat. He shot up with a gasp as the shrill shriek echoed through the walls of his room. He shoved Steve, who was asleep beside him. Steve woke with a jolt, his hair disheveled from sleep and a pattern of wrinkles from his pillow imprinted into his cheek.

"What?" Steve slurred, blinking up at Bucky. Bucky was already out of bed, yanking a shirt over his head.

"It's Y/n, she's—"

Bucky was cut short by another terrified wail resonating throughout the room. Steve rushed out of bed, clumsily shuffling on a pair of pants before he followed Bucky out of the room. Natasha opened her door, looking at the pair.

"You guys got it?" she asked, stifling a yawn.

"Yeah," Steve said, "we got her. Go back to bed."

Natasha nodded, giving Steve and Bucky a quick wave before she closed her bedroom door. The two super soldiers rushed to your room, just opposite of Natasha's, and carefully opened your door.

You were curled into a ball, the covers kicked off the bed. You clutched your pillow as tears streamed down your cheeks, sweat beading at your hairline. You cried out again, your grip tightening on your pillow. Bucky crouched down beside your bed, gently brushing a strand of sweat-soaked hair away from your face, cooing as you whimpered.

"Y/n, honey," Bucky crooned. "It's okay, it's just a dream, doll."

His knuckles grazed your cheek and your eyes open with a gasp. You shot up and immediately began to shuffle away from Bucky, nearly falling off the bed. Bucky launched himself forward and grabbed your arm before you fell, pulling you back toward him.

"It's okay, Y/n, it's just us," Bucky says gently, holding his hands out like a sign of surrender.

"Bucky?" Your voice was cracked and hoarse from screaming. "S—Steve?"

"Yeah, sweetheart," Steve smiled, sitting beside you. "We're here. It's okay."

Your lower lip began to wobble and you reached out for Steve, who embraced you in a hug. Steve shushed you as you cried into his shoulder, petting your hair softly.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You're okay. It was just a dream."

"Hey, honey," Bucky cooed. "How about I go warm you up some of that cider from yesterday, yeah? How does that sound?"

You nodded against Steve's chest, arms latched across the back of his neck as you clung to him. Steve rubbed your back gently, kissing your temple as Bucky left your room.

"You're okay, sweetheart, it was just a dream," Steve whispered. "Can you try to talk to me? Tell me what your dream was about?"

Steve felt you part your lips and stutter, like you were trying to form words. The shaking in your shoulders got worse and you let out a broken sob, trying to wiggle closer to him.

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273 notes - Posted April 30, 2022

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[3m1lth34rt1st]

Okay. So today, I did something I don't usually do!

I decided to go WAYYY out of my comfort zone, and:

* Drew in other artists styles (as well as I could)

* Used paper and tools I barely ever use

This, was due to a challenge my friend gave me.

This was the result.

And oh boy, was it difficult.

So difficult. But I think it went swell in the end.

To the original artists when they see this (IF they do too), I tried my best and I hope you all enjoy it. You all have been such a great inspiration for me to do what I do on this app.

The characters on this, and the artists are:

SURIV, created by @4sk-4-v1rus-and-waitress

GEOMETRIC and DIZPLEASING, created by @hexational

DADPLEASANT and BEAST INFECTED, created by @moldingtundra (aka @ask-dadpleasant)

LAMPERT, in this case created by both the creators on @ask-kas-n-lamp

DETECTIVEBIVE, created by @detectivebive

and unknown, which is me drawing my idiotic friends stupid profile picture thing on roblox [hello @tisthekarma]

[falcqns]

𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐮

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Chris Evans x foster!little!Reader

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when Chris falls down a rabbit hole one the internet about age regression and caregiving, he decides he wants to be a caregiver. he signs up to be a foster caregiver through a charity called 'The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts'. he went through the required steps and completed all the training, and just received news that he would be fostering his first ever little. his whole life was about to change, and he couldn't wait.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: age regression, ddlg, abdl, ADHD (based off my experience so please keep that in mind), slight angst with lots of comfort, crying, mentions of hospital and hints to past abuse but its literally just a mention, mentions of eating.

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: this is the first chapter of my au that i've said i was going to start months ago and never did, and is also my entry for @dadplease 's 5k Stuffie Writing Contest!! congrats on 5k Eun!! tagging @natashasera as usual, and some others that i think would enjoy this!! @uhmellamoanna @amazingarfield @thewritingbabe <3

don't forget to read and reblog, and i do not give permission for my works to be posted anywhere other than tumblr. thank you.

Chris was pacing back and forth in his living room, trying to focus his mind. he kept trying to tell himself that everything was going to be fine, and that he had nothing to worry about.

in reality, he had everything to worry about.

a few months ago, Chris was on TikTok before bed, and had come across a video of a man making a video about how he calms his little down when they're having a tantrum. Chris was going to just scroll past it, but something about the video captivated him, and he ended up binging his videos until 3 am. he watched the man, who's name was Luke, talk about what age regression and caregiving was, why it was beneficial, and breaking the stigma around it. Luke also had videos of him and his little day to day and doing activities such as going to the park, going grocery shopping, and getting ready for bed.

the next few days consisted of Chris doing all the research he could about age regression and caregiving, and that's when he came across The Big and Little Society of Massachusetts. it was a small agency based in Boston that focused on breaking the stigma around age regression and ensuring that age regressors were with quality caregivers, and helping those who weren't. what intrigued Chris was that this agency had a foster program for age regressors who had recently left a bad relationship, as well as an anonymous tip line to use if someone was concerned about an age regressor or their caregiver.

Chris had just got off the phone with his accountant, planning to make a donation to the agency, when he decided to click on the 'Foster A Little!' application. he read through the application briefly, and decided to apply.

he completed the application, and a few days later he was contacted by one of the social workers. his application had been accepted, and he was moved to the next phase.

he went to all the trainings, interviews and meetings. he enlisted Scott and his mom to help him clean his house for the inspection, and two months after his initial application, he was an official Foster Caregiver. all he was waiting for was the call.

the call that he got yesterday while on set. they'd called and informed him that there was a young adult female little in need of a foster caregiver immediately, and Chris immediately accepted. they told him that as soon as she was discharged from the hospital, her social worker would bring her over, something that slightly worried Chris. they'd emailed him her file, and he had practically memorized it at this point, especially her little age.

he'd spent the entire morning shopping. he had bought a crib, bibs, and a TON of toys. he didn't know exactly what she would need until she got to his house and he got to know her, but it couldn't hurt to be prepared.

Chris picked up the lion stuffie that he had bought at the store, smiling to himself. he'd gotten all he needed in the toy aisle, and was walking passed the stuffed animals, when the lion caught his eye. he contemplated leaving it and letting her pick one out for herself, but something in his gut told him to buy it, so he did.

Chris glanced at the clock one more time and gulped nervously when it said 5:58. the social worker had called him around lunch time and told him that his new foster little had been cleared to go home, and they'd be discharged soon. they'd be picking up her prescriptions, and then heading over to his house. ever since the call had come, he'd been running around like a madman, making sure his house was in order.

his head shot up when he heard tire against gravel, and he placed the stuffed animal on the table. he called Dodger over to him, and placed him in his crate. Chris knew the puppy would get overexcited by the little, and based on the little information he had been given, Dodger would scare the crap out of her, and she'd been through enough.

he heard a car door close, and two people walk up to his house. he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, as the doorbell rang.

he gulped once more, before opening the door. the second the door opened to reveal you, his heart broke at how sad and utterly exhausted you looked. the whites of your eyes were red and watery, and your eyelids were fighting to stay open. you were shaking in the cold night air, your leggings and thin sweater barely keeping you warm.

"hi," Chris said warmly, and the social worker, Kayla, smiled back at him, before grasping your hand.

"this is Chris," Kayla said softly. "you're going to stay with him for a while, okay?"

you nodded so small that Chris almost missed it, and Chris could see your chin wobbling under your baby pink paci in your mouth. Chris moved to the side, and let you and Kayla in. he saw the black duffel bag on the ground, and grabbed it.

"I'm going to have to go now, but everything is going to be fine. you're going to be safe here, I promise." Kayla said rubbing your arm. "if you need anything, you can call me, okay?" she said, and you nodded again. she smiled at you, and squeezed your arm gently before turning towards Chris and handing him a white paper bag.

"here's her medication," she said. "she had her nighttime meds at the hospital as the discharge took a little longer than expected, so she'll probably need to sleep soon." Chris nodded.

"okay. does she take any in the morning?"

Kayla nodded. "yes. she takes 50mg of Vyvanse, and it must be taken before 10am, and must be taken after she's eaten. the other two prescriptions can be taken with it, but isn't necessary, its just anti anxiety meds and pain management." she said, and Chris nodded, reading over the medication names briefly.

"awesome, thank you. has she eaten?" he asked, and Kayla glanced at you.

"i got her a happy meal, but she didn't eat the whole thing, so i put it in this bag incase she wants the rest of her nuggets tomorrow," she said, handing Chris a plastic bag. "she probably wont eat anymore tonight, but will most likely be very hungry tomorrow."

"okay. anything else i should know?"

"just her doll. it's in her duffel bag, and she sleeps with it every night. i normally gift any littles i work with with a stuffy but i haven't had a chance to stop at the store, unfortunately."

"not a problem," Chris said with a smile. "i picked one up at the store for her."

"oh, thank you so much." Kayla said with a smile, resting a hand on her chest. "i was worried that she wouldn't have one. we're still working on getting her belongings from her old residence and she did have a few stuffed animals that we weren't able to grab in the 15 minutes we were there, and i didn't want her to be without them for too long. i'll bring the rest of her things by in a few days." Kayla said, and Chris nodded, seeing you looking around apprehensively.

"okay. thank you so much, Kayla," he said, and she smiled, looking at you as well.

"you're welcome. she's a sweet little girl who was not treated right, but i am confident that she'll be in good hands with you." Kayla said.

her and Chris exchanged goodbyes, and after she said goodbye to you once more, before leaving. Chris turned to look at you, and saw a tear running down your cheek.

'hi sweetie," he said to you, keeping his voice quiet and gentle. "you're going to be safe here, okay?" he said. "are you sleepy?"

you nodded, your paci bobbing in your mouth as you suckled on it.

"okay. i'll give you a little tour before we head upstairs as i want to put your food in the fridge. do you wanna hold my hand?" he asked, holding his hand out, his palm facing down, and you nodded, reaching out shakily. your palm, which was much smaller than his, wrapped around his pinkie, and let Chris lead you through the house.

he smiled when he saw the lion on the kitchen table, and grabbed it with his free hand.

"i got this for you, sweetheart." he said quietly. "Miss Kayla said she was going to come by with your other stuffies in the next few days, but i thought you'd like this one in the mean time," he said, and his heart squeezed, seeing your eyes light up, and reach out for the stuffy.

you cooed as you felt the soft fur, before rubbing it against your cheek. Chris smiled, fighting the urge to kiss your forehead. "wait here, okay?" he said, and he placed the food in the fridge, before leading you through the house. as you passed Dodger, who was asleep, in his crate, Chris stopped.

"this is Dodger, my puppy. he's sleeping now, but you can meet him tomorrow. do you like dogs?" he asked, and you nodded, your head tipping to the left seeing the snoozing pup. "well, that's good. he's going to love you."

he led you through the rest of the house, and into the bedroom, where the crib was standing next to his bed.

"this is your crib." he said, bringing you up to it, and letting you touch it. "when you're big, you don't have to sleep in here, but when you're little i want you to, atleast for a little while, okay?"

you nodded again, and yawned, your hand rubbing the soft material of the fitted sheet.

"let's get you ready for bed, alright?" he said, and you nodded. "what do you want to wear?" he asked, and you pointed to the duffel on his shoulder. Chris placed it down on the bed, and opened it. a Goldberger baby doll was laying on top, dressed in a red dress. "is this your baby?" he asked and smiled as you nodded and grasped the doll in your other hand. he lifted a weighted blanket out of the bag, and saw some sleep shorts on top. "these?" he asked, and you nodded.

"okay."

he helped you get dressed, and tried to take your new stuffy and your doll away just so he could get you settled into the crib, when you started crying and plopped on your bum, rocking slightly, shaking your head. Chris felt his heart breaking, and crouched in front of you.

"oh, sweet girl," he soothed. "i wasn't going to take them from you. they're yours, and i would never take them from you. i just wanted to set them on the bed so that you could get all snug in bed, and then i was going to hand them back, okay?" he said, and you slowly stopped rocking, and nodded, looking up at him nervously. you shakily handed over your doll, and then your lion, eyes following the two comfort items as Chris sat them on his bed. "there," Chris said. "they're going to watch us get all comfy, okay?" he said, and you nodded.

Chris lowered the crib bar, and turned to you. "can i lift you in?" he asked. "i don't want to touch you without your permission." he said, and you nodded, raising your arms.

Chris grabbed you under the armpits, and lifted you up, bringing you over to the bed and laying you down. he grabbed the weighted blanket, and laid it over you. you wiggled around as he grabbed the comforter at the end of the crib.

"do you want this one too?" he asked. "i'm guessing you're still a little cold, huh?" and draped it over you when you nodded, your eyes still locked on your stuffy and doll. "okay, sweetie pie." he said, turning and grabbing the items. "here's your doll," he said, handing you the doll and smiling when you gripped it tight and pulled her to your chest. "and here's your lion." he said, chuckling when he saw your legs kicking slightly in happiness as you snuggled the lion to your chest as well.

he crouched down near your head. "i'm going to be right there, okay?" Chris said, pointing to his bed behind him. "if you need me, just call, okay?" you nodded, eyes shutting, burying your face in your new lion stuffy.

Chris ran his hand over your back as your breathing evened out, smiling at your sweet face. "you're so beautiful," he whispered, his thumb stroking over your cheek. "you're safe here, okay? nothing is going to hurt you ever again, i promise."