#tf2 age regression

[velstinytown]

More of the babies!!

I'll post some caregivers later today- For the littles I still need to make Demo I think!!

[little-tf2-time]

So uh, hallo? I know this is a little confusing but.. I'm the Nurse. In a different universe I'm actually the son of Medic. I thought it'd be nice to introduce myself. N-No need to worry about me judging any of you! I'm a caregiver to my friend Archer!

(Engineer blinks, staring at the man at their doorstep for a moment*

Engineer: "i see.. Well, you can come in if ya want, just mind the toys"

(he opens the door a bit, still eyeing it but more due to not knowing if hes trustable. Inside the main area is scout and soldier, soldier chewing on a plush and scout playing with some cars, toys are scattered about but seem to be mostly in one area, and engineer makes sure to push them away from the walkway towards the hall and kitchen)

[littlestingray2]

A Day Off

A quick little scenario of what the team does on a day off.

🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾

Scout raced through the main area of the base, chasing after a ball Engineer had thrown. They were playing catch. The game was oddly sentimental the first few times for 2 large reasons. 1. He'd never played with a father figure before. Unless you count his big brothers, but he knew they weren't his dad. Speaking of, the second large reason was he'd only ever played with his brother and friends back home. He missed home. Now, though, as they played, Scout felt better than ever. Today was an off day, something to do with the other team's Spy having off base 'business' to attend to. He was too small to care.

Pyro and Snipper were playing tug a rope with their hands in the corner. Sniper had tried multiple times to play with his teeth, but Medic put a stop to it the minute it started. Medic always said, "You'll hurt your teeth, pup.". Sniper still tried to tug with his teeth occasionally. Demo and Soldier were playing with Soldier's blocks and toy soldiers. Heavy was reading a book and chatting quietly with Spy. Things were peaceful for once.

Spy and Engineer slipped away eventually to grab some lunch for everyone. Scout, without a caregiver to play catch with, joined soilder to play blocks. Demo took his chance to grab a drink of water. Sniper took a break for water, too. Pyro, feeling warm from all the playing, sat on the floor to cool off.

"Lunch!" Engineer cheered. He wasn't surprised to see that the kiddos' day of playing had left them a little worn out. Spy checked his watch and confirmed that it was about nap time for the younger ones. Scout and Sniper were a bit older than Soilder and Pyro today. It wasn't unusual that Sniper was a bit older, but it was a little odd for Scout not to be as young as he normally is.

Sniper and Scout each got 1 sandwich, 4 strawberries, an orange, and a sippy cup full of juice. Except Sniper really got 2 oranges, and Scout got double the amount of strawberries. They traded because Sniper doesn't care for strawberries. Soldier and Pyro got sliced banana, blueberry yogurt, cheese puffs, and some shredded turkey. The younger ones also got a bottle of milk. Pyro like caramel and Soilder liked plain.

Engineer fed Pyro in a separate room for Pyro's privacy, of course. Pyro still didn't eat around anyone the other yet. They didn't think he ever would. Nobody minded, though. They made accommodations where they could. The only person who could feed Pyro was Engineer. Sometimes, it made Scout a little jealous, but one of the other caregivers swooped in to feed him. Today, though, Scout fed himself.

After meal time, the regressors were settled down for a nap. Each one of them was tucked in and cozy. Engineer was reading the story while Heavy rocked Scout gently. Medic was washing Snipers chewy (he dropped it on the floor) so he could nap with it. LT. Bites was cuddled into Soldier's side. Pyro was spread out with his many stuffed unicorns. As the regressors drifted to sleep, everything was calm. They all loved days off.

🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾🍼🐾

[pyroland-freak]

Was gonna post this to my side blog but decided to post it here

Tf2 agere headcanons!

Scout:

Age regressor

Owns a plush squirrel that he loves dearly

Bonk! In a kids cup > Bonk! In the can

PBJ sandwiches are his favourite

Ball of energy

Soldier:

Flip

When he’s small he likes to play pretend wars with his toys

Likes drawin

Has a plush toy eagle

Still wears his helmet when little lol

Pyro:

Age regressor. No questions

Loves unicorns more than anythin

Likes to play with Scout

Campfires :)

Gives all the other mercs their drawins

Engie:

Caregiver

Gives good hugs

Late night talks are his specialty

Keeps a teddy in his office

Demo:

Flip but primarily caregiver

Fills Scrumpy bottles with juice

Tells little ones all about his journeys

Heavy:

Caregiver

“Heavy cares for tiny babies”

Makes sandwiches

Reads to little ones

Medic:

Caregiver 

Has a bag full of cute fun bandaids

Archimedes likes helpin

Sometimes has toys in his cupboard to give to little ones when they come for checkups

Sniper:

Age regressor and Pet regressor

Reads books on animals

Owns a bunch of plush toys

Pet regresses to a puppy

How does one man like animals this much

Spy:

Claims he’s not a caregiver but is

Sometimes can be seen tuckin in Scout

Doesn’t smoke around little ones

Secretly cares for Scout

[tiniest-trilobite]

I want more tf2 agere stories where the mercs regress :(

[animal-photobook]

I saw a banded ash borer and I took a picture of it

There’s lots of beetles out today

[tiny-mercs]

Spy, what would you do if Scout stole popsicles from the freezer?

- 🪣

“That boy thinks he’s so sneaky. But it’s hard to be sneaky when he has me as a papa. He still hasn’t questioned why the freezer always has his favourite flavours.”

[sweaterdestroyer]

CG!medic Headcanons🌡

Dni if you are kink, proship, anti agere, weirdo or a meanie in general.

Requests open

🌡ok let's start with the obvious. Medic WILL take care of you when you get hurt, sick or not feelin well!!!!

🌡Like it's so obvious that he would make you some tea, get you some pastries, let Archimedes company you, and he'll just make sure his lil baby gets all the rest,medicine,and things that they need

🌡He is such a hugger

🌡SPEAKING OF ARCHIMEDES. He does not like anyone else expect for medic and you. Medic probably likes to joke and call Archimedes your big brother

🌡He would obviously LOVE getting called papa. Like u can't convince me Otherwise

🌡medic is the best at making you comfy for bedtime. He would get you a nice warm drink while he read you fairytales.

🌡not German fairytales tho (seriously why are they so... Like that! 😭)

🌡He would let you draw some doodles on his notebook too!

🌡LETS YOU SIT ON HIS LAP WHILE HE'S WRITING NOTES OR READING

🌡He would probably also let you help with his surgeries. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who cares anymore

🌡he's busy most of the time but when he was free time he spends it with you!!!

🌡looovees callin you his little one, dear, and any sweet German name

🌡Medic is great at comforting you! He would gently caress you, let you hug him, and when you wanna talk to him bout something that's bothering you he's all ears

🌡braids your hair!!!

🌡weelll If there's SOMEONE bothering you .. Things won't end well!!!!

🌡After a long day of performing illegal medical practices, there's nothing medic loves more than cuddlin in bed with you, your pals(plushies he crochets), and his doves!

[raspberry-bakery]

Hiii! Im shy to ask but...i luv your blog raAAAh, can i ask for a one shot about a playful cg!Medic cooing/being silly at babyre!reader? Pwetty pweaseee!! I can imagine this man trying to make his little one a giggly shy mess >.< (I wanted to request this using my agere acc but tumblr didn't let me cuz its meanie) thankies i wuv you and no pressure ofc<3;3

—@Saccharineboy

Cg!Medic oneshot🩺🫀

Medic smiled as he looked down into the playpen. The reader plays with their toys, sitting on the foam mat to prevent from getting hurt. The baby looks up at him and smiled, giggling playfully and reaching out to him. Medic happily complied and picked them up, patting their head.

“Hallo little baby! Who iz zo happy??” He asked in a cooing tone. The baby in his hands babbled softly. Medic ponders for a little while before sticking his tongue out to the baby who giggled wildly at the act.

“Ach! Funny faces gotz you my dear!” He chuckled calmly and set the baby back down in the playpen. The reader looks up at him with confusion painted on their face.

Medic covers his face with his gloved hands and then undoes the act. “Peekaboo!” He smiled warmly as the baby turned to a laughing mess. She repeating the action with the addition of a silly face hidden behind his hands resulting in even more giddiness in the reader.

He pets the head of the regressor in a fatherly manner, ruffling up their hair. “Oooh? Your juzt a giddy little mess! Aren’t you??” He teased with a playful cooing tone and booped their nose gently which sent them into a little giggle.

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬♡︎ ૮꒰ ˶- ༝ -˶꒱ა

Psst.. I take requests by the way!!^^

(I think you can see that I specialise more in headcanons and stuff like that xd)

[thetinyblossom]

🌸~ Blossoms little diary—

Watchin’ TF2 vid last night… cozy and babbling about the video, it was funny, definitely see Medic as a dad/cg figure

Having hard days lately, lonely also today my period started so yeah

[medicsprincess17]

New pfp 😞 | you can tell who inspired my artstyle here omg | I’m finishing your requests rn please send in more tf2 objects to humanize

[velstinytown]

More agere mercs!!

I'll be making some caregiver versions of the mercs hopefully!! Lmk if that's something you guys wanna see :]

[little-tf2-time]

hii! i would like to know more about the sniper, if possible! what is his favorite food? maybe there are plushies that he likes?

(sniper takes the camera, seeming a bit disheveled after a long day)

Sniper: "ill answer this one. I like burgers usually, and the stuffed animal aint any of your business"

(Demo passes by and pats soldier on the shoulder, leaning in)

Demoman: "he has a stuffed kiwi named Lime, carries it every where when little-"

(Sniper punches him in the arm, to which demo laughs)

[littlestingray2]

The Worstest Day!

Scout has a bad day and regresses. Engineer takes care of him.

🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧

Scout swore today was the worst day of his life! Today's battle was tougher than usual. The Blu team really pulled out their A game. In retaliation, the Red team did the same. Scout had gotten destroyed more times than he cares to admit. After the terrible loss Red had suffered at the hands of the Blu team, the only thing Scout wanted to do was curl up and sleep. Instead of giving into the urge to go into a coma for the rest of the evening; Scout showered, slipped into his pajamas, and combed his short brown hair. He never really cared about personal hygiene, but the last thing he wanted was a lecture from one of his teammates. Especially Engineer or even worse Spy. Spy was always whiny after a loss. Today would probably be no different, but Scout didn't want to find out personally. Scout scarfed down his meal. He swiftly left the dining hall / kitchen and headed to his bedroom.

Scout sat down on his bed thinking. He really wanted to see Engineer tonight. He wanted to lay in his nice warm bed and have Engineer read a book to him. He wanted Engineer to tuck him in and hold his bottle for him until he fell asleep. He wanted Engineer! He wanted his Papa!

Scout had a secret. A secret only Engineer and him know, something special! Scout was an age regressor. Engineer was his caregiver, his Papa. He wanted nothing more than to sink into his younger headspace, and let his Papa take care of him. He knew he couldn't ,though. His Papa was working very hard in his workshop. He really wanted his Papa.

Scout tried to stay big, he didn't want to regress without his Papa. The more he thought about his Papa the more little he got. Then, Scout started to cry. He wanted his Papa, now! He missed him all week and his papa is always in that stupid workshop! Scout became very sad and sat down on the floor.

Scout flapped his hands up and down and bounced his legs. He let out sad little sobs. Everything was too much! He wanted his Papa to make it stop, but his Papa was working. Scout sobbed because he knew he wasn't going to see his Papa tonight.

Then, a knock rattled against his door.

"Go way!" Scout shouted, trying to sound big.

Pyro, stuck his head in the door. Apparently they had heard him crying. They rushed to his side. They mumbled something that Scout couldn't understand. Scout looked up from his spot on the floor.

"Go get P- Engi…. Go get Engi." Scout choked out through tears.

Pyro nodded their head and ran off to find Engineer. Scout stayed on the floor trying to calm himself down. He was still crying when Pyro got back with Engineer a few minutes later. Engineer waved Pyro off before crouching down next to Scout.

"Hey, pardner. What's wrong?" Engineer questioned.

"Y- We… we" Scout struggled to talk through his gasps and sobs.

"Hey, hey. Let's jus' calm down 'for you make yerself sick." Engineer said.

Scout nodded his head and took shuttery breathes, trying to ebb his panic. Engineer gently shushed him before pulling Scout close. Engineer rocked them both back and forth gently, humming a relaxing tune. He used his gloved medal hand to trace shapes on Scout's back. After a few minutes, Scout had calmed down enough to breathe normally. He had stopped crying.

"Do you wanna tell me what happened, Bud?" Engineer asked softly.

Hearing his little nickname made Scout even smaller. Scout's eyes were sore and his face was red. His head felt all fuzzy in a very familiar way. Scout knew he should tell Engineer what happened.

"I wa sab 'cuz yoo wer workin' an I wa libble an we losed an m seepy an ODAY AS BEEM DA WORSES DAY EVR!!!" Scout explained, agitated.

"Oh, buddy. You shoulda' told me you were feelin' bad. You know I woulda' helped you!" Engineer said calmly.

Scout just nodded and cuddled farther into Engineer's chest. Scout's hands gripped Engineer's overalls tightly. Engineer ran his hand through Scout's hair before getting up. Scout whined in protest but Engineer shushed him and chuckled.

"I'm jus' gettin' yer stuff ready for bed. Get in yer bed an I'll tuck you in!" Engineer said with a smile.

Scout rubbed his eyes before climbing into his bed. He got underneath the covers and waited for his Papa to get out his stuff. His Papa pulled a little box out from under his dresser. Scout smiled excitedly. That was his little box, he loved his little box. Scout shimmied in excitement.

Engineer rummaged through the box and pulled out a few items. Scout waited patiently in his bed. Engineer walked back over to the bed holding a few things. Scout gently snuggled the small fuzzy blanket his papa gave him. He took the small stuffed lamb and snuggled it, too.

"Aww, yer so cute." Engineer said and he hooped Scout's nose.

Scout giggled and scrunched up his nose. Engineer then pulled out a blue pacifier. Scout made grabby hands at him, hoping his papa would give him the paci. Instead Engineer put it in his pocket.

"Not yet, buddy. It ain't clean. I'll go wash it off an' get you some juice, how 'bout that?" His papa asked.

Scout really didn't like the idea of his papa leaving him alone but he really wanted his paci. He was really thirsty, too. So, he nodded his head and snuggled his stuffie.

"Hmm, how old are ya feelin', kiddo?" Papa asked.

Scout thought about it before holding up two fingers. His papa nodded and pulled a sippy cup with bunnies on it. It was Scout's favorite cup and he squirmed excitedly when he saw it!

"Now, I'll be right back, kiddo. I'm gonna clean yer paci and fill yer cup." His papa said before walking out the door.

Scout laid in bed trying to fight off sleep. He wanted a bedtime story, but he was so sleepy. A few minutes later Engineer walked in with his paci and juice. Scout sat up and took a drink of his juice before papa put his cup on his night stand. His papa handed him the pacifier and Scout put it in his mouth happily. Engineer turned off the lights and turned on the bedside lamp. Scout often used it as a night light. Scout closed his eyes as his papa tucked him in. His papa read him a story called Peter Rabbit. Scout listened to half of it before falling asleep. Engineer leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"Goodnight, kiddo." Engineer said as he left the room.

🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧🧦⚾🧰🔧

[valentine-agere]

Sweet dreams summary: You're having a tough time sleeping. Luckily Engie's happy to help! word count: 640 authors notes: reader is regressed and nonverbal, and all interactions are platonic (bc reader is baby of course) ^_^ warnings: none

You must've been standing there outside his door for at least ten minutes.

In your head, you weighed your options- you could A) give up, and walk back to your room with your tail tucked between your legs or B) wake Engie up like you originally planned. This was far from the first time you'd done something like that, but somehow you never felt any less guilty for disturbing his sleep or his work. Then again, he never seemed upset with you, either. You had a special spot in his heart, you knew it.

Still, that did little to make you feel better about bothering him so late in the night, especially considering how badly you knew he needed his rest. He was a very busy man- a very, very, busy man. But you'd had a nightmare, and you knew Engie would be able to help. You'd been trying to get yourself back to sleep all by yourself, but after what felt like hours of tossing and turning you knew you'd need someone to keep you company until you could fall asleep again. After another minute or so of silent deliberation, you decided to suck it up and knock on his door.

Three small, quick taps. You waited for a reply, holding your breath, but you didn't hear anything. You didn't know if you should knock again, or just leave. You decided to take a chance, and knocked once more, this time a bit louder.

"I'm comin'." Came his tired voice. A few seconds later, the door opened. "What is- oh, hey, pumpkin."

His expression softened when he saw you. You gave a small smile.

"What're you doin' up so late, kiddo?" He asked, his tone sweet as it always was with you. You hesitated, before holding your arms out towards him. He understood all your gestures by now. "Ah, I see. Didja have a nightmare?"

You nodded, your gaze shifting to the floor.

"Aw, it's alright, sweetheart. C'mere, c'mon." He gently scooped you up, carrying you into his room and shutting the door behind himself. "Poor thing."

He sat you down on his bed. "I take it you wanna sleep here tonight?"

You nodded.

Engie ruffled your hair, smiling. "Alright, kiddo. I don't mind."  It was then you realized you'd forgotten your stuffie. You were unsure how you could forget such a thing, but either way, the idea of going back for it didn't sound very appealing. Engie, of course, seemed to take notice. "You forget yer stuffie, huh?"

You nodded again, looking elsewhere. 

"Don't worry about it, sugar. I can go get it." He assured, standing up. "You stay here 'n get comfy, okay? I'll be right back, promise."

You, of course, nodded, settling in under the covers, wrapping yourself in a nice blanket cocoon like you always did. True to his word, he didn't take long, returning with your stuffie in hand. "Hey, kiddo." He greeted you. You waved in turn.

He handed you your stuffie. "There you are." He said, taking a seat beside you on the bed. You hugged it tightly to your chest, before looking up at him. He looked back, smiling. "Can I ask what the dream was about, honey?"

You shook your head, hiding your face in your stuffie. You didn't want to remember. He put a comforting hand on your back. "Alright. I understand. It's over now, okay? No more scary dreams. Papa's gotcha."

You didn't say anything, just leaned into him, nuzzling his arm close.

"I know, darlin'. I'm right here."

You let him wrap an arm around you, snuggling in close to him. It wasn't long before he noticed you drifting off. He chuckled softly, petting your hair. "Sweet dreams, kiddo."

It didn't take long for you to fall back asleep, curled up safely in his arms.

[tiniest-trilobite]

I made an agere blog for tf2 bc ‘m fixated on those hazbin hotel CG accounts an’ I wanted a tf2 one!

@tiny-mercs