#mcu regression

[softspace-fics]

Sorry about the other request I got REALLY excited and turned trauma dump so just know I'm sorry for the tmi lol thank you for listening to me ramble (also completely unrelated you should write for Tony and strange with a little reader and little peter)

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Safe place.

A/N - So this request took so long to think of something because I just didn't know how I wanted to portray them, but I think I love this fic so much.

Stephen strange x Tony start + Little!Peter and Little!reader

Masterlist - all my work!

Warnings ⚠️ - FLUFFFFF!! and a little bit of sadness, and reference to bad childhood, but nothing extensive.

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Safe places, seen to many as the only place one can be themselves. In some cases, there's no such thing as a safe place, and some have never known the feeling of being truly safe.

You never had a safe place, for most of your life, you were on your own. The moment you knew how to make the most basic meal, your parents left you to fend for yourself basically. So when you met your caregivers, it was such an eye opening experience, for not only them, but for you too.

You had known each other for years prior to them adding you to their family with Peter, and it took a long time before you were completely comfortable letting them take care of you, but soon enough, you did.

Toddling through the room, you see Peter off in his own little corner, seeing how many webs it will take to stick all his blocks he's collected together, and your two caregivers are busy as your papa shows your dada his new tech he built.

You continue to wander through, your pacifier securely between your lips, your little blabbles muted behind it. Your little stuffie friend clutches perfectly to your chest as you climb into your play tent, where more of your friends sit, waiting for you to say hello. Your tablet lays right where you left it when your dada grabbed you for lunch just an hour earlier, ready for your little hands to come and turn on your favorite cartoon.

You grab your favorite blanket, curling into your stuffies safe embrace and safely covered by the soft fabric of your blanket. The music from the intro of your cartoon sounds through your tent, and your eyes light up with joy.

Minutes pass, and halfway through your episode, a shuffle is heard from outside your tent and then peters head peaks through.

“Cuddles?” He softly asks, his eyes begging for snuggles and human contact.

You nod and open your blanket, your normally hyper playmate, cuddled in closely to you, holding you safely in his arms, watching your show alongside you. The two of you mumble some words every now and then, up until the soft snores came from your twin flame, your soft music from your show lulling him to sleep.

Around 2 episodes after Peter falls asleep, quiet footsteps are heard outside your tent, and then a soft knock on the floor just outside the tents walls was heard, alerting your attention. You shift slightly, but not enough to wake Peter as you see your dada peeking in, checking on the two of you.

There would have been a time where a caregiver checking on you would have caused fear and you would have started to tremble, but in this case, part of you wanted to just be engulfed in his arms.

“He asleep?” Dada strange asks you. You slowly nod your head, in an attempt not to wake the boy currently under your head, soundly asleep.

Strange nods his head in a gesture to let you know to carefully climb out of your tent and come to the living room before he gets up from your tent, asking your papa to grab Peter shortly after get you out of the tent. You sit up carefully, placing your tablet back where you found it and carefully tucking your brother under your blanket before taking your stuffie and yourself out to your dada.

Once you're out of your tent you happily toddle back over to him before he protectively picks you up, kissing your forehead and holding you tightly. Your papa eventually appears with your brother wrapped in his favorite blanket, and your favorite blanket securely on your papas shoulder, ready to be given back to you.

Safety was always a concern to you, as you grew up, and even when you got to your big world, it was always a rocky apartment, or a creepy neighbor, or just the instability of the world.

But as your papa hands your blanket over to your dada, and he quickly burritos you in his arms, giving you kisses as he does, you feel a sense of safety you’ve never truly found anywhere else. Your sense of safety grows as jarvis lowers the lights and your caregivers settle you and your brother in their arms. Jarvis puts on your favorite movie, seeing as you're the little one who's awake, giving you the ability to cuddle into your dada and completely relax.

Your breathing begins to even out about a quarter of the way through the movie, as your own dream land takes over your mind. Your dada gently plays with your hair, keeping you safe and sound in his arms.

Safe Places aren't known to all, and some may never have a safe place. But you have found yours, and you knew it.

[risrambles]

sam and joaquin definitely had a bet as to how long bucky would last as a politician and neither of them gave him more than a term

[lokidips]

part two… big brother is just a big softie.

[lottiesboy]

bath time, baby!!

pairing: cg!agathario x little!reader

summary: after playing in the muddy backyard, your mommies give you a well deserved bath.

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, mama!agatha, mami!rio, baths, silly little fic :3

"you're gonna need a bath, carino." rio smirked playfully, watching you splash around in the muddy puddle you made.

it was a warmer day in westview, so rio took you out to the backyard to play with the hose and cool down. she sat in a lawn chair, watching you closely.

"no no!" you kicked your feet a little, not wanting to stop playing. "yes yes, baby. mami said so." rio got up, folding her lawn chair and letting it in the middle of the yard. "y'know mama just cleaned the house, she's not gonna want you to track all that mud in, okay?" she bent down, taking off your muddy socks. "it'll be a miracle if these will be white again." she tossed them aside.

"uppy." you wanted rio to take you in the house. “you’re gonna get mud all over mami, amor. lemme help you up.”

rio eventually got you up and helped you into the house, trying to sneak you into the house without agatha seeing you.

“riooo?” agatha called. you looked up at your mami with a smile, trying not to laugh.

“yeah?”

agatha walked into the living room from the kitchen. “can you vacuum the rug? scratchy’s hair is all over it-” agatha’s wife when wide when she saw you covered in mud. “what happened!?” agatha put her hands on her hips.

“the baby got a little carried away in the mud. help me bathe them?” rio shrugged. agatha couldn’t help but smile. “of course.”

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your mommies got you undressed, throwing your dirty clothes in the washer immediately. they made the bath extra bubbly and warm before you got in. “you wanted some toys, sweetheart?” agatha brought up your bucket of bath toys and let you pick.

“let’s get you clean, cariño.” rio started to wash your arms, getting your muddy hands and arms clean again. “you want mama to wash your hair?” agatha grabbed your shampoo. you nodded, kicking your feet excitedly under the water. you always loved when agatha washed your hair, it always made you so relaxed.

she made sure your hair was completely lathered in soap, getting every speck of mud that was caked in your hair. “aye, don’t splash, baby. lemme get under your arms.” rio watched play with your toys.

rio scrubbed under your arms, tickling you. you squealed, squirming away from the towel. rio and agatha chuckled. “hold on, sweetheart. give me the other one.” rio held your other arm up to get it all clean. “good job, you’re all clean. let mommy finish washing your hair and then we’ll play, okay?”

you nodded, letting agatha rinse your hair. “no water in my face, mama.” you squeezed your rubber duck making it quack. “i know, bunny. almost done.” she used a cup to rinse out the shampoo, making sure not to get it in your eyes.

after getting you all clean, you and your mommies played for a little while, rio putting in your favorite toy boat and watching it glide on the water. you and agatha drew pictures on the tiles with your bath crayons.

once you were done, rio lifted you out and drained the water, agatha grabbing your hooded bunny towel. “our little bunny’s all clean, huh?” agatha dried you off.

agatha and rio got you changed into some pjs, drying your hair with your towel. “mama play.” you laid your head on her shoulder.

“what do you wanna play, sweetie?”

you pointed to the backyard and agatha’s eyes went wide. “oh- no no. we can play in your nursery, hon.”

[naturesapphic]

Hey, I have a request for the caregiver Wanda (and Agatha if you accept) where maybe the little reader is very sick (pneumonia or something like that) and they both don’t know what to do to help after they take the reader to the hospital?

Maybe breastfeeding included too

Pneumonia

Caregiver!wanda maximoff x little!fem!reader (caregiver/girlfriend relationship), Caregiver!agatha x Caregiver!wanda (platonic), Caregiver!agatha x little!fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: age regression, breastfeeding/lactation, sickness

A/n: fun fact! I had pneumonia when I was 11 years old and it got so bad that I had to be taken to the ER, that and I was severely dehydrated-

Hearing the radio and the sound of the car is what lulled you to sleep, that and how exhausted you were. Your mommy was driving y’all home coming from the ER. You had a severe case of pneumonia and it seemed that day by day, it got worse which made Wanda worry immensely. Then today it was worse than ever so she took you to the ER where they hooked you up to IV’s and put a breathing mask on you to help.

You were there for a couple of hours getting fluids and medicine in you and you seemed to be doing better which made the decision of letting you go home to rest. Wanda agreed with them and loaded you up in the car but since it was a thirty minute drive home you fell asleep but you could barley breath due to how congested you were. Wanda parked the car in the driveway and carried you inside in her arms. She placed you down on the couch which woke you up, causing you to get upset. “M-mommy…” you cry out and Wanda cooed at you.

“Shhhh shhh sweet girl mommy is here.” She shushed you gently, her accent making your heart flutter. “Hurts mama…” you whine out and started a coughing fit. Wanda immediately patted your back gently and grabbed your water bottle to take little sips from. After your coughing fit she told you to lay down and rest on the couch so she can go call someone right quick. You nodded and laid down with your stuffy and turned on your favorite show. Wanda went into the kitchen and grabbed her phone to call her friend Agatha.

Wanda called and told her to bring her best herbs and medicine for her baby. Agatha agreed and told Wanda that she would be right over and hung up. Wanda went back into the living room with you and told you that auntie Agatha was coming over to help you feel better. You loved seeing auntie Agatha so you were pretty excited. The two of you waited for a bit until a knock on the door interrupted the silence besides the tv playing in the background. Wanda went and opened the door to reveal Agatha with her hands full of bags.

Wanda helped her in and took the bags from her hands so Agatha could go see you. “Hey pumpkin! How are ya?” Agatha greeted you with a massive smile. You giggled and waved at her. “Hi auntie Agatha!” You said happily which caused her to smile even wider. “I brought you some stuff to help you feel better. Is that okay?” Agatha asked and you nodded your head fast. “Wes pwease auntie Agatha. I hurts weally bads.” You pouted and she copied you making you smile a bit. “That’s okay! I’m gonna help your mama make you some special tea and some soup! Go ahead and watch your show while we do that okay sweet pea?” You nodded and she patted your head gently as she walks into the kitchen where Wanda is.

The two of them spent an hour in the kitchen making you a special tea and some soup to help. They brought the tray in the living room and found you sitting up, still watching tv with your stuffy in your arms. “Here we go babygirl. Do you need mommys help to feed you?” Wanda said sweetly and you nodded your head yes. Agatha smiled and went to grab her stuff. “Well I’m glad I can help the two of you but I must be heading off now! I’ll call and check on y’all later! Feel better sweet pea!” She said as she walked out the front door. Wanda sat beside you as she fed you your soup and helped you sip on your tea. After you finished both things, you were getting really tired again. You gently pulled on Wanda’s shirt and looked up at her with sleepy eyes that made her melt.

“Boob mama? Pwease…” you asked nicely and she smiled at you, booping your nose, making you giggle. “Of course sweet girl.” She said and removed her shirt and bra, leaving her top half bare. She put you on her lap sideways and held you in her arms as you suckled on her breast. While suckling, Wanda started humming a lullaby that made you fall asleep and Wanda smiled to herself, happy that knowing that her little baby will start to feel better soon.

A/n: thank you for the great request Anon! I hoped you enjoyed and my friend @godhatesgoodgirls is sick so I think this fic was published at the right time so :) Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

[wandaslittlelove]

Seedlings

Paring: Agatha Harkness x Reader x (Eventually) Rio Vidal Warnings: Hints at Age Regression but nothing big Part of The Witch, The Bunny, The Cosmic Entity

You had been staying with Agatha for over a month now. Ever since that day in the woods you had somehow convinced her to let you stay. It was really nice. You had always been on the move anyways so it’s not like it was much different you just had someone else now. 

Right now you were both staying in a little cabin in the woods. Agatha had enchanted the grounds with runes so no one but the two of you could get close. You were honestly a little surprised when she made the runes so far out but all she did was dismiss you with a wave.

Currently you are sitting on the small sofa as you flip through a spell book Agatha had brought for you after her last witch draining run. You remember the way she refused to look at you as she held it out towards you.

The front door opens as Agatha steps through. She had been out checking the runes. The both of you wouldn’t be here for much longer but she still needed to check on them. Agatha kicked off her boots as she made her way into the small kitchen and grabbed a fruit bar. Coming to the couch where you sat she stood over you.

“Have you been taking notes for your lessons?” Her gaze was calculating as she looked down at you. She didn’t comment on the fact that you were curled up into a small ball with your thumb slightly in your mouth. Didn’t comment on the way your hair was up in a slightly more childish style than normal. You nodded and brought your thumb away from your mouth.

“Yes. I completed chapters 3-5 just like you asked. I'm just going back over them” She nodded slightly in acknowledgement before picking up her own book from the small table and settling on the other side of the couch. For a while it was silent. Just the sounds of pages flipping and an occasional pencil on paper. 

A couple hours passed before Agatha stretched and plucked the book out of your hands. You watch as she shuts it and sets it on the table. 

“Come, you need to practice. Books can only do so much” She led you back towards the front door where she slipped her boots back on and walked outside. Walking a little ways from the house she led you to a small tree seedling. “You do well making flowers and other small plants grow. But you need to learn to grow something bigger.” She points at the sapling and you kneel in front of it. This is a spell you had been working on for a little while now. You had been slowly working up to bigger plants.

You reach your hands out towards the plant. Letting the light purple magic escape your fingers you let it wrap around the sapling. You can feel the hum of life within the plant. The way it calls out towards your magic. You try to focus your energy on growing but all that happens is the sapling to sway. Looking up at Agatha you await for the disappointment but it doesn’t come. Instead she settles next to you and forces your hand back out.

“Close your eyes. Focus on the tree. Imagine it in your mind. What it would look like as it grows.” You nod and close your eyes. The second your magic comes back to life Agatha pulls her hands away. You imagine the tree growing. The way it will get taller and taller. The branches growing from it. The leaves as they start to form. Before you know it you open your eyes and in front of you stands a large Oak tree. Agatha claps her hands as she stands. Brushing off her dress she walks over to another seedling. No words of praise leave her lips but you can see the way the corners lift slightly. “Again”

[miloscozycorner]

𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬.

Caregiver!Wanda Maximoff x Regressor!Reader

• After a meltdown makes you go nonverbal, Wanda helps you communicate your big feelings together.

cw: age regression

( 1109 Words )

The fuzzy carpet felt cool on your bare legs, your oversized shirt scrunching up and resting on your upper thighs. The room had grown chilly from Wanda opening the porch door just a crack, the wind sneaking its way into the living room.

Your tears had finally dried, your chin now resting on your crossed arms. It felt silly, the meltdowns. It just got all too much. The lights, the noises. Trying to make your brain be a bigger kiddo, make the words come out right.

But Wanda understood it all, of course. She always did. When the words had started to jumble on your tongue, and when with a cry of frustration you had given up, she was quick to sit. Quick to let you squeeze her hand until it grew pale.

“Hey bubby. I got you your cards.”

Wanda’s voice drew you out of your thoughts, and you craned your neck to see her patter towards you, taking a crossed legged seat on the carpet a few steps away from you.

“Mama even added some stickers,” she added, her lips curling upwards when you let out a soft giggle. Your eyes followed the stickers on the laminated cards, a variety of animals stuck on them.

You took a moment to shuffle through the cards, before picking one to show. The word “like” was printed on it in bold letters, with a galaxy themed background. Wanda had let you help make all the cards months ago.

With a tap, you showed Wanda the card, and she tilted her head towards the sticker arrangement. “You like the stickers, munchkin?”

An enthusiastic nod.

Wanda paused, spreading the cards before glancing at you. Her playful expression died down, her face turning a bit more serious. But the softness in her eyes and the gentle tilt of her lips remained.

“Do you want to talk to mama about those big feelings you had?” Wanda suggested, glancing up at you. You took a breath in, your brows furrowing while you searched for a card.

“Yes”.

Wanda nodded, shuffling in place. “Okay little one, good job using your cards!” she praised, not missing the ways your eyes lit up from it. “Now, can you tell me what was making those big feelings overflow?” she questioned, tilting her head.

You hesitated, chewing your bottom lip before answering. “Loud”. “Light”. “Hungry”.

“And all that together made you feel not so good, bunny?” You hummed in agreement, slightly frowning. Wanda was quick to notice, adding on reassurance. “And you know that’s okay, honey. I know it can get pretty overwhelming. But mama got you a snack, and a worksheet. How would you feel about trying that?”

There was a brief pause before you gave a nod of agreement, and observed Wanda stand up, disappearing for a moment down the hallway before coming back, a slip of paper and a box of crayons in hand and a bag of Goldfish in the other.

She sat down cross-legged once more, this time beside you instead of across from you. Your shoulders relaxed, a flutter in your stomach forming when she sat.

“Do you want to sit in mama’s lap? Or, we can sit beside each other and I can help you color.” Wanda offered, waiting for you.

For a moment it seemed she almost forgot until she added on, quick to repair her mistake. “Oh goodness! I’m sorry honey. Mama almost forgot you’re not up for words today. I know big words are difficult for tiny babies! How about you hold up one finger for sitting in my lap, and two for coloring together? Is that okay, little bird?”

You gave a small smile at her remembrance, before holding up one finger. Wanda’s lips curled upwards, grinning happily at you before scooping you under your arms and adjusting you to sit on her thigh. The scent of strawberry perfume calmed your senses further, any lingering weight on your chest fading away.

She stretched her arms over to the coffee table next to you, grabbing a hard-cover book and placing the sheet on top of it, before adjusting it so it was on top of your lap.

“Now, you see all these colors? We can use these colors to fill up the cup to show how you were feeling earlier. So, blue is for sad. Green is for scared. Red is for mad. Yellow is for embarrassed. Can you do that for me, honey?”

You gave a nod, picking out the green crayon first and allowing Wanda to sneak a couple Goldfish into your mouth to chew. Your hand hesitated, hovering over the paper before filling half the cup with green.

After a moment, you added some yellow. Your grip on the crayon grew more sturdy, less shaky.

Wanda watched carefully, helping you take more bites of your snack. Then a bit of blue, finishing the cup.

The crinkling of the Goldfish bag and the scents of the newly bought crayons made a soft smile tug at your lips just ever so slightly, the fear, the anxiety, everything, slipping out of your grasp.

You looked up at Wanda for approval, giggling when she gave you a wide grin.

Wanda gave a hum of approval, setting the empty bag of Goldfish down next to her as you showed the piece to her. “Wow, bubby! You did such a good job drawing out all of those big feelings for mama,” she praised, sticking a light kiss on your forehead.

She adjusted you momentarily, her strong arms lifting you gently under your armpits, settling you on her hip. The paper was placed neatly on the coffee table by the pack of crayons, and your deck of communication cards were placed in your hand.

“Do you want to go cuddle upstairs with mama?” Wanda offered, stopping by the kitchen to throw away your bag and glancing down at you.

You flipped through your cards. “Yes.” More shuffling. “Please.”

“Oh my, such a good job using your cards, bubba!” Wanda praised, beaming down at you and running slender fingers through your hair. “Come on, let mama give you lots of snuggles tonight.”

You felt your eyes grow a bit heavier, the feeling of soft hands supporting your weight and the sound of Wanda’s gentle footsteps with the creaking wooden stairs lulling you.

“It’s okay to sleep pumpkin, mama will be here when you’re up.” You heard Wanda mumble into your ear, the comforting warmth of her breaths fanning onto your cheek.

So, you allowed yourself to slip into a comforting sleep, free from the day’s stress, held in the love Wanda always gave so freely.

[sainzilla]

*yelena, ava, and walker trying to kill each other*

bob:

[little-saw]

୨⎯ " Little ! Steve ☆ Moodboard" ⎯ ୧

[sunflowerandsunshinebaby]

Their girl, Part 5

TW: Panic attack, mentions of anxiety

Translations: Malysh & Malysh - baby

Word Count: 5.8K (longest so far!!)

Tags: @cryingatwindermerepeaks (credit for the flower and candle method & keeping me alive through this illness) @aggies-little-duck @helloomimi @kawaiipeacemusic (thank you for everything, keeping me alive through this illness, and credit for the brownie idea and decision making!!)

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5 Pt. 6 Pt.7 Pt.8

Warning: As a reminder this is a SFW blog and this is a completely SFW series!! If you are NSFW or have MDNI in your bio then let me know if you have an agere side blog. If not please do not interact with my blog or this series!!!

(sorry for the lateness!! I was sick for a few days!!!)

You watch in amusement as Natasha and Wanda move seamlessly around the kitchen setting up the sandwich station. Your phone buzzes a few times so you look away and check it. Its Yelena unsurprisingly typing in all caps ‘WE’RE LINED UP FOR A SECOND DATE 💪.’ You laugh softly down at your screen and Natasha passes by catching a glimpse and rolls her eyes affectionately. You start typing back and stick your tongue out at Natasha “spy” she snorts. “No sandwich for you” she replies and you gasp dramatically, sending the message before setting your phone down. 

“Miss Wanda!” You say and she looks up from where she was slicing cheese. “Yes detka?” She asks and you blink at the new nickname but move on. “Your wife is refusing to feed me” you complain and Natasha flicks the back of your head and you flinch. Both women exchange a glance before Wanda clears her throat “Well thankfully she's not in charge here. Of course you can have a sandwich.” She said, pressing a quick kiss to Natashas cheek.

“What do you mean you’re in charge?” Natasha says mock indignantly “well I do the cooking so maybe you’re cut off hmm?” Wanda replies teasingly. They devolve into playful bickering and you pick your phone back up to see more messages from Yelena and one from your mom that you clear out. You click on Yelenas and see more rambles about the date. You read through them and a heart a few. A goofy grin spreads across your face, happy for your best friend. She deserved this more than anyone you knew. ‘I’m so happy for you ‘lena!!! 💓’ you text back and feel a tap on your shoulder. “Lunchtime” Natasha said simply rubbing your shoulder ever so lightly.

You nod standing up, your eyes widening at the elaborate sandwich set up. You feel overwhelmed by the options simply staring at them. Natasha notices and continues to rub your shoulder “want me to pick your sandwich malysh?” She asked and you nod “yes please ma’am.” Wanda coos softly “what a sweet girl using her manners” she murmurs and you stare at the ground mildly embarrassed. Natasha begins to build your sandwich “I’m putting on some basic sandwich stuff okay? Nothing too elaborate” Natasha says, glancing at you for approval and you give a thumbs up. 

Wanda chuckles and leans over to her wife “smart choice. A lot of little ones are picky” she whispers clearly not meant for you to hear. You blink at this confused “I’m not a child” you grumble and Wanda looks up. “Of course you aren’t what makes you think that hmm?” She says half teasingly “what you said to Miss. Natasha. ‘Little one’” you echo. “We have a nephew named Nathaniel that’s picky and this just reminded us of him for a moment. He’s definitely still a little one” Natasha said with a playful wink.

You nod slowly that matches up in your brain even if Natasha had said it rather hastily. Natasha passed you your sandwich while Wanda began to make her own. You examine it and begin to eat and Wanda looks over and laughs “you look like a chipmunk when you eat” she comments. You open your mouth but Wanda taps a finger against your lips “finish chewing” she says simply and you finish before swallowing. “I am not a chipmunk” you say with a mock scowl and she laughs as she sits down at the table and begins to eat. Natasha sits down next to her with her finished sandwich and grins. 

“Hmm I don’t know” she replies teasingly “we could be housing a secret chipmunk” she says before beginning to eat. Wanda nods faux sagely “a secret chipmunk who starts classes tomorrow correct?” Her green eyes land on yours and you nod “mhm. I have yours and English 101 and I think that’s it.” You reply and Wanda smiles “I’ll drive you then if that’s okay? My first class of the day is yours and then you can hang out in my office till we can leave.” At her proposition you feel an immense wave of relief. Even if you haven’t known them for very long they brought you comfort.

You let out a small yawn somehow still feeling exhausted despite having slept like a log the night before. Natasha and Wanda have matching amused grins but you keep eating resting your chin on your palm. Your head slumps forward a little but you quickly bring it back up not wanting them to think you’re tired. You finish eating and let out a small yawn trying to hide it with a cough. “Hmm nap time?” Natasha suggests and you shake your head “I’m not 2” you point out. “Even big girls take naps” Wanda replies and you sigh. “But-“ Natasha cuts you off “c’mon sweetie you’ve got a big day tomorrow” she says coaxingly.

“A small one” you relent and Natasha smiles “I’ll do the dishes” she says to Wanda holding her wife’s wrist and kissing her hand. Wanda stands up “thank you detka” she affectionately squeezes her waist. “C’mon sweetie nap time” she says with a smile and you hop up passing Natasha your half eaten plate. Natasha frowns at it “I’m all done”

You say quickly and she nods looking unconvinced. 

Wanda puts a hand on your back and guides you back to the guest room. “Why don’t you change into something comfy?” She suggests “then you can hop into bed and I’ll make sure everything is alright okay?” You nod in agreement, slipping into the room and shutting the door behind you. You grab your folded heart pajamas and shimmy out of your day clothes setting them on the nightstand. You tug on the pajamas that are cinched at the ankles and wrist. You hop into bed and Wanda knocks on the door “can I come in?” She asks softly “yes ma’am” you reply snuggling into the blankets.

She smiles leaning against the doorway. “Are you already for your nap?” She asks and you nod “yeah” you mumble feeling tired setting your phone down on top of your clothes. Wanda chuckles “here let me put my number in if that’s okay? And nats too of course.” You nod slowly, grabbing your phone and unlocking it before finding the contacts app and you pass it over. She enters both numbers in and sets the phone back down on the clothes. She then sets down the glass of milk next to them that you hadn’t noticed. “It’s for in case you find it hard to sleep. Natasha and I find it usually works with litt-we find it usually works.” She explains and you nod noticing her slip up but too tired to care.

She reaches over and squeezes your hand “have a good nap sweetie” she murmurs and strides out gently shutting the door. You sit up a little and sip the warm milk feeling another wave of tiredness wash over you. You set the milk back down and stare at the ceiling. You can’t quite tell when you drifted off but the feeling of safety sticks with you throughout your dreams. When you do wake up you check your phone and see it’s about 4 o'clock and blink blearily.

You stumble out of bed shoving your phone into your pajama pocket before heading out. You make your way to the living room and find Wanda on the couch on her computer. “Hi Miss. Wanda” you mumble still sleepy and she looks up with a smile. “Hey sweetie!” She replies and pats the couch cushion next to her. You plop down onto the cushion “where’s Miss Nat?” You ask and Wanda smiles pulling a blanket out of the coffee table passing it over to you. “She’s in her office working on a contract” she replies as you bury yourself into the soft red blanket. 

“Oh” you mutter “no fun” your lower lip juts out slightly and Wanda chuckles. “Why don’t you grab a book from the bookshelf and do some reading?” She suggests and you grin, hopping up and skipping over to the bookshelf. Your eyes land on the regression book again and they stay on it before shaking your head and moving on. Whatever they liked to learn about you wouldn’t judge heck you had 2 year hyper fixation on true crime cases. You find a copy of Matilda and quickly grab it off the shelf walking back over to the couch and settling back in your spot.

You get entranced in the book reading sucked into the world of a little girl and a kind teacher. You only look up when you feel a hand on your head “hey there sweetie. You good to help with dinner?” Natasha says and you tilt your head up and nod. “Yeah one sec” you look around for a bookmark and Wanda passes you the receipt from earlier. You slide it into the book and hop up. “So Wanda and I were thinking we have some frozen lasagna and then you and I could make a salad?” Natasha suggested and you nod.

Natasha preheats the oven and grabs a bowl “can you grab the lettuce and tomatoes for me?” You open the fridge and find both ingredients and set them on the counter. Natasha then grabs cheddar cheese and some red onions. “Can I grate the cheese?” You ask hopefully and Natasha nods, grabbing it for you. “Careful” Wanda calls from her spot on the couch and you stare “how can she..” you trail off and Natasha grins. “Don’t question it” she says simply as you grate the cheese and she puts the lettuce in and begins to slice the tomatoes. Then she puts a few other toppings in and then the cheese. She puts the lid on and passes it to you. 

You grin and shake it happily Natasha and Wanda exchange smiles. You set the salad down and Natasha puts the lasagna into the oven. “Can I go back to reading?” You ask hopefully and Natasha nods “of course malysh” you rush back to the couch picking Matilda back up. You open it and your eyes narrow on the receipt as you land on the price. Immediately a strangled breath leaps into your throat. This was far too much beyond something you could pay back within a month or two. Your hands begin to tremble as your mind spirals. How could you ever get this much money and since there was no way you could, what would happen?!

Would they kick you out then? Or now? Or would they not even give you the courtesy and just abandon you somewhere? Or or or- as your mind spiraled your vision goes blurry and teary. Your breaths are coming far too quick in tiny little bursts. Wanda notices her head snapping up and she’s scrambling over careful to stay a little away. “Sweetie, can I touch you?” She asks and you stare at her with watery eyes before nodding. She wraps her arms around you in an instant dipping her mouth close to your ear as she murmurs sweet nothings in Sokovian. Natasha catches on grabbing the weighted blanket and piling it on top of you. 

Wanda looks around you looking for the trigger and she sees your white knuckles clutching the book with your thumb firmly on the receipt. “Oh…sweetie, was it the price?” She murmured and you gaped up at her it was as if she could read minds. You nod your brain still whirling like a tornado as you consider the possibilities. “Are you gonna kick me out? I…I can’t pay you back” you admit with a croaky voice. Wanda stares at you “oh no sweetie no. Paying back isn’t an issue mkay?” She tilts your chin up but you hide it back into the weighted blanket. “I- but still I feel bad” you protest even as you begin to feel soothed by her and Natasha’s presence.

“It’s nothing to worry about, sweetie, okay? I promise you won’t have to pay us back and if you choose to do so you don’t have to do it in full amounts or anything along those lines.” Natasha reassures as the oven beeps and Wanda hops up to pull it out. You stay burrowed in the weighted blanket, your breathing still quick “what’s your favorite color detka?” She questioned and you blink “red” you answer finally your brain processing slower than usual. 

She quickly pulled up a picture of red roses “can you breathe in the pretty flowers for me y/n?” She asks and you nod, taking a deep breath. She switches tabs to show a red heart shaped candle “and blow out the candle” she requests. You exhale ‘blowing out the candles’ and she smiles. You two repeat this process several times before you’re breathing normally. “Thank you Miss Nat” you say quietly, still completely buried within the blanket. “Dinner time!” Wanda called and you go to wriggle out of the blanket. “You can have that with you at the table sweetie” Nat murmurs and you stand up and stumble to the table. You wrap the blanket around yourself so your arms stick out so you can eat. 

Natasha sits next to you and laughs lightly but serves you a slice of lasagna and a serving of salad. “Is ranch okay sweetie?” She questions and you nod and she pours ranch onto your portion of salad. Wanda watches and sips a glass of wine. The airfryer dings and Wanda hops up pulling out the garlic bread. Your mind was feeling a bit fuzzy but you couldn’t pinpoint why. Wanda comes back with the bread setting it down. Natasha carefully cuts a piece and sets it down on your plate. You quickly go to grab it “no” Natasha says firmly guiding your hand back. “We blow first, okay malysh?” She corrects blowing on her own piece “like you two blew out the candles” Wanda comments blowing on her own.

You nod blowing on your piece, your chin resting on the table. Once you’re done you tap it and grin when it isn’t as hot. You take a bite of the lasagna and enjoy it for a moment but then a texture hits your tongue that you definitely don't enjoy. Your whole face scrunches up and you want to spit the bite out but don't want to be rude so you swallow it and quickly drink some water. You avoid the lasagna by eating your salad which is rather yummy. “Detka, is there something wrong with the lasagna?” Wanda asks, a tinge of worry entering her voice. 

“No” you lie quickly and she raises an eyebrow “are you positive?” she says the worry being slightly overrun by sternness. You squirm in your seat and adjust your blanket “never mind…” you admit. “What's wrong with it hmm?” Wanda asked and you stare at your plate “one of the textures” you mumble. “Do you know which one?” she prompted and you shake your head hiding more in the blanket. Natasha begins to separate a bit of lasagna into the pasta, sauce, and cheese. “Why don’t you try each one and we’ll see which one you don’t like?” She suggests and you stare “thank you Miss Natasha” you say softly. 

You try the pasta which is fine and then the sauce “it’s the cheese” you say poking at it with your fork. Natasha abruptly takes the pasta apart, scrapes all the cheese off and puts it back together. “Thank you so much” you say filled with gratitude for them. You eat the lasagna without protest now while Wanda steals your extra cheese. Then you eat the bread and get some garlic on your face. Wanda tsks softly leaning across the table to tilt your chin up and wipe it off. “There we go all clean!” She says proudly and you smile “this was delicious” you say quietly “thank you both.”

“Thank you for the lovely salad detka” Wanda says as she hands up gathering the dishes. “Nat, love why don’t you get her set up on the couch I think we need a relaxing night?” She asks her wife and she nods and you stand up trudging to the couch where you curl up next to Natasha. Her hand is resting on your back while she pulls up Gravity falls. “This okay?” She asked and you nod snuggling into the weighted blanket Wanda sits down on your other side and Natasha turns on the show. 

You watch the show happily with wide eyes but the panic attack and overall day has made you exhausted despite your earlier nap. By the middle of the first episode your head was dropped onto Wanda’s shoulder, your eyes half open. You let out a sleepy mumble of “that’s cool” as you stare at the screen but soon you’re dead asleep. Wanda leans behind and taps Natasha shoulder tilting her head towards you. Natasha stands up and without another word scoops you up, settling you onto her hip. She walks back to the guest room and when you sleepily mumble something she chuckles stroking your hair. She set you down onto the bed and tucked you in giving you a fond glance.

Wanda walked behind her wife resting her chin on her shoulder “cutie” she said before tugging her out and into their bedroom. As the two get ready for bed Wanda pauses in her routine. “Should we have told her about…everything we’ve been considering?” She asks, looking at Natasha worried. Natasha finishes drying her face and walks over to her wife holding her hands. “She was definitely at least a little bit little tonight…” Wanda adds. “Absolutely. But I think we should at least try and let her get through tomorrow. Okay?” Natasha says and Wanda nods and they exchange a gentle kiss before both women head to bed.

The next morning when you wake up there’s a note on your nightstand written in red pen that says ‘you fell asleep during the show Natasha got you to bed sweetie!’ Then there was a red heart and you smiled at it. You slide out of bed yawning as you stretch before running through your morning routine and picking out your clothes. You still feel kinda fuzzy but shake your head trying to force it out. You bite your lip as you look for clothes before finding the sweatshirt with clouds and smile at it. Just looking at it makes you happy and feeling the texture is even better. Next is the white top and then a pair of jeans and you pull everything on feeling comfy.

You pad out of the room heading to the kitchen where Natasha has already plated pancakes, eggs, bacon, and fruit. You stare “thank you ma’am. I would’ve woken up earlier if I had known there would be a nice breakfast I could have helped with.” You say apologetically and Natasha laughs “you can help with dinner again okay? Leftovers for lunch which should be in between your classes. It’s in the fridge for you okay y/n?” Natasha says grinning at your still slightly awed face. “Yeah that’s fantastic!” You say “can I help?” You ask, feeling antsy.

“Why don’t you grab everyone some water? Wanda’s putting her stuff in the car and when she’s back in we’ll eat.” Natasha says sitting down and you quickly fill up everyone’s cup and Wanda comes back to sit at the table. “Morning sweetie” she says to you while she smiles down at her plate. Natasha digs in and both of you follow and soon all 3 plates are cleared. You stand up grabbing the dishes before either of them can and Natasha laughs softly. You wash them off and Wanda puts them away while Natasha grabs her purse. “Heading out loves” she spins Wanda around and kisses her before squeezing your shoulder and leans in “text me if you need anything alright?” She said and you nod “of course thank you ma’am. Have a good day.” She walks out the door and you catch a glimpse of her car driving away. 

“Go grab your bag alright?” Wanda says patting your back and you go grab your backpack with your English textbook and psych textbook and everything else you needed. Finally you go to the front door and tug on your socks and shoes. “Alright let’s head out. We’ll be there a few minutes early just so I can show you where my office is okay?” Wanda says and you stand up noticing her outfit. She’s in pants and a button up white top with a beige sweater with her own bag slung over her shoulder. She has both your lunches tucked under her arm.

“You look like a psych professor” you tease and she rolls her eyes as she opens the door. “Shocker” she says dryly as you walk out and she follows locking the door behind her. Wanda unlocks the car and you get into the passenger seat and she passes you your lunch. “I already removed the cheese” she added as she buckled in. “Thank you Miss. Maximoff” you reply with a wide smile. “Buckle” she reminded firmly and you avert your eyes quickly buckling. She drives off and turns music back on this time it’s a type of rock band and you stare at her slack jawed. “I got into this stuff when I was a teenager” Wanda says without looking, flitting her eyes to yours amusedly. 

You check your phone to see a text from Natasha that says ‘Have a good day sweet girl’ and you smile at it hearting it. You watch out the window as Wanda enters campus and rest your chin on your hand. “Pretty” you murmur and Wanda chuckles “it is very pretty” she agrees. She finds her parking spot and parks and you hop out grabbing your lunch and putting it in your bag. Wanda begins to walk and you hurry to follow and she guides you to her office and she taps the door. “You can always drop by okay?” She says keeping her eyes trained on yours until you nodded. She then led you to her room and you gape at the large size. “Go pick a seat detka” she said gently, pushing you in. 

You glance around the room seeing about half of the seats filled but you catch a glimpse of a black girl with brown wavy hair. She’s in jeans and a black shirt with a black jacket. You take a deep breath and go sit next to her. She glances up “hey” she says dryly. “Hi, do you mind if I sit here?” You ask tentatively “well you already are so” she shrugs and checks her watch. You drum your fingers on the table feeling a little anxious. Wanda strode in and sat at her desk. MJ glanced up but didn’t sit up as Wanda set her stuff down. You shoot Wanda an anxious glass and she smiles reassuringly back. 

She clears her throat and her presence seems to make the whole class go still. “Hello everyone. This is intro to psychology. If you’ve had me before than you’re waiting for advanced psychology which is later. If you’re not sure what you’re doing in this classroom there’s a map outside the door.” Her tone is firm but warm. She gave everyone a minute and one student looked bewildered and left waving awkwardly. “Now then for everyone who is in this class this is not an easy class. However if you pay attention and put in the effort then I guarantee you will pass.” Wanda announced and MJ nodded nonchalantly.

Wanda continued to talk through the plans for the year and other important questions and explained that your homework was to read the first chapter of the textbook and take notes. When the class is done MJ looks up “you’re cool” she says simply and you stare “we exchanged about 5 words” you point out. “Yeah but the professor clearly likes you already. Plus you seem like an enigma” she wiggles her fingers and you laugh. “Thanks I guess” you say and wave while grabbing your bag. “Well it’s societies instilled time for lunchtime” MJ said “wanna head to the dining hall with me?” She asks and you nod waving at Wanda. 

You follow MJ to the dining hall “you know where you’re going huh?” You say with a small grin “yeah I scoped out the campus earlier” she said simply. You wait in line before warming up your food and then sit with MJ. There’s a lanky blond boy who looks like he could be a ballet dancer sitting across from her. “Hi there!” He says with a smile “hey. My name’s y/n what’s yours?” You ask “I’m Peter Parker” he says and shakes your hand. 

The lunch passes with some conspiracy theory talk, tech talk, classes talk. The topics shifted so quickly and it was exhilarating. Peter was a STEM student but was taking English 101 for fun. Your phone buzzed and you see a text from Wanda ‘your next class starts in 10 minutes sweetie’ you quickly text back a thank you and stand up packing everything back up. Peter comes to and together you get a little lost but find the English 101 class.

“It’s  taught by Professor Barnes” Peter informs as you two walk in together and sit near the back. He seemed intense and Peter seemed a little nervous around him as he walked around giving details for what the semester will be like. You were intimidated by him too but less than you were of Wanda. The class was overwhelming and your hand gripped the table tight.When class ended you and Peter rushed out talking a little but he left for dinner with a friend. Whereas you head to Wanda’s office where she’s meeting with a student. While making some new friends had been nice…the day was overwhelming. 

There had been a lot of bright lights that gave you a headache and you just wanted to leave. The fuzzy and spacey feeling had come back almost ten fold so you were relieved when the student left her office. You dart in and Wanda looks up a little amused, her eyes narrowed but they return to normal after a moment. “Why don’t you take a break and you can do my homework for you at home after dinner? I grabbed Matilda for you” she said with a smile and she grabbed a small red bag. She pulled out Matilda and a container of cheez kts and pases them over. “Thank you ma’am” you murmur curling up and beginning to read while munching on cheez its. 

When she’s done you pack everything up and walk out to the car with her leaning against her a little. “Good first day sweetie?” She asks and you nod wordlessly hopping into the car “Bucky- professor Barnes told me you made another friend hmm?” She said with a proud smile and you nod. She begins to drive and shoots you a concerned look but your mind was far too spacey. When you arrive at the house Natasha’s at the door and she kisses Wanda and wraps you in a hug “did it go okay sweetie?” Sweetie makes your…headspace worse but you nod clearing your throat “yeah it was okay.” Natasha smiles “I ordered Chinese take out. You can go eat while you work little love” she says squeezing your hand. You smile gratefully heading back to your room where a plate piled with take out is sitting on the desk. 

You take out your textbook and laptop and start to eat while you read. All the words seemed too big and too much and it would be far more fun to watch that cartoon with mo-with Wanda and Natasha again. You reread the same page over ten times and rest your head on the textbook and begin to cry. You had wasted almost a full hour already and had achieved barely anything. Your notes had had the word choices of a child and your Chinese food was barely eaten. You continue to cry into the book feeling pathetic and the stupid spacey feeling begins to take over. 

You hear a knock at your door and don’t bother to look up “come in” you groan. Wanda comes in with a plate with a brownie and a scoop of vanilla ice cream on it. She notices you crying and immediately sets it down “oh detka what is it?” She asks crouching down tilting your head towards her. “This stupid textbook! I’ve reread the same page over and over and I don’t understand and my brain is all  fuzzy and spacey” you’re hyperventilating as you talk and Wanda strokes your cheeks. “Okay sweetie shh..shh. That’s a lot of thoughts going on hmm? The notes can be saved for later. Why don’t you and I go out to Miss. Natasha and finish some more dinner and then dessert. Than more of that cartoon from last night?” She suggests her voice going soft and warm and you nod melting. 

“Can I carry you detka?” She asks and you nod slightly dazed. She scoops you up and you hold the Chinese food and she holds the dessert while carrying you to the living room on her hip. Natasha looks up in surprise and mouths ‘little?’ To Wanda and Wanda nods. You don’t notice too busy trying to eat the Chinese without spilling while still on her hip. “I think we can eat on the couch tonight” Wanda says, stroking your hair as she settles down and Natasha sits down next to you. 

“Wanda? Eating on the couch?? You are a special little love” Natasha cooed, kissing your forehead. The spacey feeling transformed into you feeling…small? You felt safe and warm on the inside. You burrow into Wanda and Natasha picked up the fork from the Chinese. “Okay malysh you look exhausted. Would it be okay if I fed you?” You look at her with glossy eyes and open your mouth. She makes whoosh sounds and feeds you like it’s an airplane. You feel completely small and safe now and giggle as she feeds you. Wanda turns on a new show and you furrow your brows “that int gavity falls” you slur with a pout. “You’re right little love but I think that this is much better for you right now okay?” Wanda says and you nod watching happily. Soon the Chinese food was gone and you were absorbed into the show giggling along. “Miss wandaaaa!” You say peeking up at her “bownie plea!!” You beg and she chuckles “cutie pie” she coos grabbing the brownie and ice cream and feeds it to you using ship noises. You pout “aiplane please” you make puppy dog eyes. She chuckles and switches “only cause you asked nicely love bug.”

You beam at her and return to the show “Miss wanna who your favoite?” You ask “hmm probably strawberry she takes care of all her friends!” She replies, scrunching her nose up at you. “Miss ‘tashhh” you turn to her. “Mine is plum pudding malysh” she says with a smile. You nod as if that made perfect sense before returning to the show. “Miss. Wanna?” you yawn sleepily she looks up from her phone, her other arm still wrapped around your middle. 

“Yes?” She asks with a smile “color?” You ask hopefully and she and Natasha exchange a glance. “Well…it’s getting late, baby girl. Tomorrow okay?” She answers finally and you whine your lower lip jutting out. “Bu bu bu!! Pleaaaa” you beg and Wanda firmly shakes her head with the usual sternness entering her voice. “Bedtime lovebug. We’re going to get you changed and then you can sleep with us hmm?” She says and you scowl at her but nod not wanting to get a scolding. And more importantly you desired cuddles.

Wanda cleaned up while Natasha held your hand escorting you to your room. “I spy with my little eye…a little one!” she says and then her hands land on your stomach tickling you relentlessly and you giggle. “MISS TASH!!!!” You squeal, batting at her hands and she lets go with a small laugh. “I’ll keep that in mind for later” she says with a wink and scoops you up putting you on the bed. She rummages through the drawers and find an oversized shirt with an otter on it and a pair of black sweatpants. “Alrighty lovebug let’s get you changed. Is it okay if I help?” She asks and you nod feeling too small to do it yourself. 

You felt as if you were just floating along feeling more like a toddler than your actual age. Natasha  pats your stomach “arms up y/n” she instructs and you lift them above your hands. She removes the sweatshirt and then the shirt. She guides your arms through the otter shirt holes and you giggle. “And here I thought we had a little chipmunk. Maybe we have a little otter who needs to hold mine and Wanda’s hands so she doesn’t drift away!” Natasha coos holding your hands before tugging on your pants. She guides you through the pant holes “and jump” she instructs. You jump and she tugs them up.

“And now that we’ve got a little otter it is their bedtime hmm? But first! Teeth brushing.” Natasha says and you head to the restroom quickly brushing your teeth. Then you giggle before running off to their bedroom. You run smack into Wanda who has to grab you by the back of your shirt to keep you from falling. She sights softly and gives you a firm look “Detka…no running okay? I know you didn’t know so we’ll talk some more about the rules tomorrow.” She says her voice shifting to reassuring and you nod. Natasha comes up behind you and kisses Wanda’s cheek before holding your hand and walking into the bedroom. Wanda follows and when you turn to tell her something gushes over your shirt “oh that is so cute y/n! You’re a little otter!” She kisses your forehead and both she and Natasha head to get changed. 

You crawl into the bed and sit in the middle of it snuggling under the blankets. Wanda and Natasha come out a few moments later. “Can I touch your hair?” Natasha asks her hands hovering over your hair and you nod. She undoes your hair as Wanda lays down wrapping an arm around your middle. Natasha finishes and lays down holding your hand. Wanda grabs your other hand and kisses your cheek “good night little otter” she murmurs and Natasha turns over “don’t float away” she says teasingly and you mumble an affirmation. You felt oh so small and began to drift off to sleep holding both of their hands tight. 

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Flare up

Over the last few days i've had extremely bad flare ups of my joint pains and honestly needed to be able to express it. I was originally going to do a Loki or Stucky fic but I think I needed just a little more StrangeTony in my life so... here we are! I hope you all enjoy. Thank you so much for the love and feedback on my latest posts, I really missed being active. That said, THANK YOUU! Enjoy!

Masterlist - All my work!

Warnings⚠️: Tears, mentions of Tony's trauma, joint pain, comfort, love.

Cg!strangetony x GN! little reader

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Feeling pain wasn’t uncommon for you, constant join pain whether it was in your wrists, knees, ankles, hips or anything else that could cause pain was normal to you. You were able to normally fend it off with some light pain meds and maybe wear a brace for a little and you’d be able to survive.

This pain was not survivable. The agony in even rolling over on your bed was enough to want to scream. It was like something sharp was stabbing your spine and hips as you sat up.

You tried to get up and go take some meds, but on the way to the bathroom it was too much, and you ended up sliding down the wall in the hallway, your legs throbbing from the maybe 10-foot walk.

The only time that you’ve ever felt pain this bad is when you were a kid, and your joints would flare so bad from playing too hard. This pain felt awful. You wanted nothing but your caregivers to come and take all the pain away.

Strange and Tony had been sent on a mission a few days prior, and you weren’t sure when they would be home. All you could do is hope it would be soon.

As you stand back up slowly, you make it to the bathroom before rummaging through the pain meds you have, grabbing some. You take the highest dosage you can take and sit on the floor, crying.

Before you can even register any of the noises coming from the living room, you feel a hand on your shoulder. You freak and move away from whoever is touching you before you realize that it's none other than Tony. His face is full of concern as he gently picks you up off the floor, placing you on the counter as he stands with his hands on your face, making you look at him.

“Baby what happened? Why are you crying? What hurts?” His answers are as soft as he can manage but thinking the worst his eyes are full of concern.

Breaking down fully, you hug him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder about how bad your back and hips feel, begging for him to make it stop, to make it feel better.

He holds you tenderly but closely as he slowly rubs circles onto your back and hips, kissing your cheek. He knew what it was like to have severe pain and be unable to truly think of anything but it. After all of the surgeries and pain he went through to get his chest piece, he wishes none of this type of pain on anyone.

He softly pulls away after your tears become dry heaves and walks over to the bathtub, turning on the warm water. He grabs some Epsom salts and bubble bath, putting them both in before turning towards you and pulling you back to his chest as you try and catch your breath.

“Baby let's get you in a bath so we can try and get you to feeling better, okay? Did you take any meds?” He softly asks, rubbing your back again.

You nod your head, pointing to which ones you took. He nods and kisses your temple before helping you to get undressed and into the tub. Something he loves to do is bathe you. Although in this circumstance all he wants is to see your tears fade.

As the warm water encases you in it, your back and hips eventually start to try and loosen, the pain becoming more bearable as the meds and warm water help.

Your dada sits next to the tub, holding your hand and kissing your temple as he watches you visibly relax some. He knows the next little while is going to be hard for you both. Seeing as strange won't be back for at least another few days, there's nothing more you both can do than just hope that your normal remedies work.

As the water eventually runs cooler, Tony unplugs the bath and helps to get you out and dressed into comfortable clothes before picking you up and taking you to lay on the couch.

Once you're all set up on the couch, he turns on your favorite show and goes to make you breakfast. Even though he doesn’t want to let you leave his sight, he does his best to make your favorite foods before eventually joining you on the couch and feeding you.

Even though the pain was bad and all you wanted to do was cry, having your dada there to help you made it a little easier. The next few days were spent either on the couch, in the tub, or on your Dada’s lap as he tried to help relieve some of the pain by massaging your hips and lower back.

Once your papa got home on the 4th day of pain, he was able to help you feel a little better with some of his remedies, as well as just being there like your Dada was the entire time.

You eventually felt better and back to your normal amounts of pain, but without your two caregivers you weren’t sure you'd ever feel as happy as you do, especially seeing how you felt in the midst of the pain.

If there was anything your caregivers were able to do, was bring a smile to your face and make all the sore and bad days' worth every second.

[pinkprincesspalace]

CG! Tony Stark Moodboard!

“Okay, you all set; hot cocoa still warm? JARVIS, go ahead and just save what I was working on, I can’t come back to it tonight. On that note, pull up… whatever Peter left on last week, that’s probably good. Now, let me get you all tucked in, kid…”

[lokidips]

no one can resist the baby charm…

(YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, ART DROP FOR 2025! I AM SO BACK!)

[lottiesboy]

agatha harkness as your cg,,,

she’s so mamaaa :((

- mama!agatha bc she is quite literally a mama bear

- she’s sooo silly :33

- always calling you “bunny”

- she’s always making you laugh, whether it’s intentional or not

- “i saw think my little bunny needs a nap. you don’t wanna be grumpy like mama.”

- señor scratchy loves you, he’s like a cg when agatha’s doing witch things 😭😭

- very very overprotective,, she will curse someone for 7 years if they said one bad word to you

- wanda being your babysitter when agatha’s away (she’s so aunt)

- your pjs are purple. some of your pacis are purple. some of your bottles are purple. Everything IS PURPLE

- using her magic to entertain you

*gasp* “where’d your paci go, baby bunny? is itttt…” *appears out of thin air in her hand* “here??” :0

[carespace]

Father Caretaker Wolverine ( Logan Howlett )．

Requested by : 🚕 Anon．

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[wandaslittlelove]

Easter Day

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader x Rio Vidal Warnings: Age Regression Part of the Witch, The Bunny, The Cosmic Entity

“Bunny. Bunny wake up” Your eyes flutter open slowly as you hear Rio above you. You let out a soft grumble as you pull the blankets higher around you and pull your stuffed bunny closer. Rio chuckled at the action and ran her hand gently through your hair. The room was silent for a few moments longer before Rio started pulling the blanket off of you. 

“Mami no” You whine as you try to pull the blanket out of her hands. 

“Yes mi cielo. Don’t you want to see what the Easter Bunny brought?” At her words you immediately perk up. Sitting up in bed you look at her excitedly. 

“Easter Bunny?” You ask excitedly. Rio nods as she stands. 

Getting out of bed you follow her into the kitchen where Agatha stands over the stove. The table is already set for breakfast and in your spot sits two cups. One regular and one with a more childlike design. You loved how attentive Agatha was. It was always hard to tell how you would be feeling in the morning so she always made sure to give you the option. Agatha turned as you approached her. Turning off the stove she opened her arms for you.

“Morning Bunny” She places a kiss on your head before gesturing towards the table. “Go have a seat, breakfast is almost ready” Nodding, you go to sit at the table as Rio places a quick kiss on Agatha's lips. Reaching forward you grabbed the more child-like cup and brought it closer so that they knew which one you wanted. Agatha brought over the breakfast and plated it all for you while Rio grabbed juice from the fridge and poured it into your cup.

“Bunny?” Rio and Agatha take their seats at the table as you ask the question.

“After you eat” Agatha answers as she gestures towards your plate. Nodding you pick up your fork and begin to eat. She had made pancakes which were your favorite.

After you were done eating Rio took a wet rag to your face and hands to wash away the syrup. Once she was done you quickly ran into the living room where Agatha waited with the basket. Handing it to you she watched with a smile as you began to open the contents. Toys, pacifiers, clothes, and hair accessories sat inside of the bunny shaped basket. You could see the other one sitting behind her that was filled with stuff for when you didn’t feel little but right now you were content with the one in front of you. You showed them each item excitedly as they sat together watching.