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Oooo taking requests? Could we get a headcanon list of Remy LeBeau x mutant!reader who is also from the south like Texas or Alabama?

REMY LEBEAU • 💗

Texas Tough || X Words || P.G. Rating || Fandom: Marvel (X-Men)

Author’s Note: As a fellow southerner, I thought this was a super cute request! I had a hard time thinking about what exactly to write here, but I got it under control. I know this request is old anon, but it really got buried under the others. I hope you find this fic and enjoy it!

CONTENT WARNINGS: Reader has a southern accent (Texan specifically), mentions of people being rude/hateful, typical nicknames and dialect from Remy.

I . ACCENTS

Accents are great. They’re amazing. To you and Remy, at least. The rest of the team can find themselves groaning and complaining when it seems like you and Remy are babbling to each other in a language no one but the two of you can comprehend. Don’t get them started on how your accent gets thicker when you’re scolding or yelling. Remy loves it. He just listens to you spit every word, every slang, all of it. The team will ask what you’re saying, and Remy tells them that if they were meant to hear it, you’d make a better effort to talk in a comprehensible manner. Sometimes the opposite happens. Remy will get absolutely pumped and start to ramble in that sweet Cajun accent. Translations? No time. You’re too busy enthusiastically hyping him up.

II . TEAM UP

You and Remy came up with a fun little team up tactic. Your mutation allows you to hold on to and throw back powers that are thrown at you. One day Remy wanted to play around with this. He charged up a card, and called out to you. “Aye, cher! Catch!” You quickly turned and caught the card. You felt the flaming energy build up in your palms that cupped around it. You winced and dropped it on the floor before looking at Remy and smiling. He returned a knowing smirk, and that led to your next battle being an excited one. The other mutants watched in awe as you caught a card, held on to it tightly, and flicked it towards one of the mechanical henchmen you were going against. Remy whooped excitedly, cheering you on as the card had sliced through the robot like butter, even going a few feet into the ground under the metal thing.

III . COUNTY FAIR

What kind of “x southern!reader” headcanon list would this be without the mention of county fairs??? Since the two of you got close, you’d go to every county fair within a five hour drive. On your calendar, you’ve got the dates of every single fair marked down. The fairs are such a relaxing, calmly intimate experience for you guys. Holding hands, screaming on the rides, petting all the animals—it’s all so great. For the hours you spend there, the fact of some people being discriminating towards mutants just leaves completely. The fair is a place to have fun! That’s exactly what it is. Sometimes the two of you have a little *too much* fun. This means coming back to the mansion with funnel cakes, handmade crafts, and a ton of stuffed animals to share with everyone.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𓏵 Nightwing Agere．

A flag for age regressors who are or feel connected to Nightwing from DC， or who view their caregiver as Nightwing．

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headphones . music . too loud - noob variant

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tw: mentions of neglect/abuse

carer with a traumatized age regressor they know they're helping to heal everytime they slip.

never received toys/were given very few toys as a kid? bubbas spoiling you in all the toys you want! if their kiddo is a little more shy and feeling guilty, they'll notice their little one eyeing a toy. "do you want it puppy? no need to feel bad, i just wanna give you everything you deserve"

went without food in public? carer will always order something for you, you never have to watch them eat while you have nothing. "oh honey I would never~ not only is that mean, but you gotta grow big and strong like me!"

went without food/snacks in private? your caregiver always makes sure they stock up on your favorite snacks and brands- no matter how specific they are. there's no shame in only eating a certain brand or flavor of chips. there's always groceries in the house and they're happy to cook for you, wanting to make sure you're safe AND fed. "are you hungy? I can get my sweetheart their favorite snack until the pastas done?"

had bad physical treatment? they would NEVER even THINK about laying a hand on you. if you misbehave or act up, they understand you're just in littlespace. like real kids, emotions can be hard and some moments arent good. sometimes kids like to test boundaries, there's nothing wrong with that. they won't let it slide and will issue lines, time outs, and stuff like early bedtime or shorter playtime- but nothing physical or mentally damaging. "angel I know you're all upset and shouting at bubba, but I need you to sit in the chair for 5 minutes. we don't yell."

missed out on a lot of childhood experiences? that's okay! your cg is soooo happy to integrate anything into their routine. whether it's storytime, going to the park, holiday celebrations, they're happy to accomodate! "oh you wanna have a bubba baby book read before your nap? of course little one!"

touch starved and wanting a lot of physical affection? they'll love on you SO much to try and make up for it! cuddles, pats, carries, boops, you got it! "awww does munchkin need a hug? cmere"

weren't treated the best emotionally? they understand how it can impact you. your carer always reminds you that you're not a burden, it wasn't your fault, and they truly do love you. they're not lying to you, they don't hate you, there's no maliciousness or ulterior motives- just pure love and care. "I know it was a lot, and I'm sorry you had to live through that angel- but I'm glad you're with me now. As long as I'm here, and as long as you'll let me- I won't let anyone treat you like that again. I pinky promise, my little love. Always, and forever."

Icl, this was very self indulgent to me- but I hope anyone who can sadly relate feels atleast a little bit of comfort and wholesomeness from this. I believe you. You're strong.

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cg! agatha harkness reassuring you after you have an accident

note: i mis mama agatha,,, so so much :((( ugh its so painful like that’s literally my mom I NEED MY MAMAAA :[ i didnt know what to name this so :c also merry christmas eve to everyone that celebrates !!! :3

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, mama! agatha, accidental wetting, bathtime, pacis, diapers

agatha told you to never go to the bathroom at the last minute. well, you did, resulting in you having an accident on yourself. you tried to run upstairs to change, but agatha caught a flash of you in the corner of her eye. “baby, you okay? did you go potty?” she saw you in the hallway.

“go ‘way.” you whined, using your shirt to cover the wet spot on your pants. “what’s wrong, bunny?” agatha came over to you, looking you all over to see what was wrong. she frowned when she saw your wet clothes. “oh sweetie, did you have an accident?”

she didn’t want you to be scared, trying her best to keep you calm. you were already crying, shaking with fear because you thought agatha was going to be mad at you.

“don’t be mad, mama.” you sniffled. agatha exhaled, caressing your cheek. “why would mama be mad, sweetheart? accidents happen. you're only little, baby.” you were still crying a little, avoiding eye contact with agatha. “oh baby… hold mama’s hand, c’mon.” agatha led you to the bathroom.

she took off your wet shorts, shirt, and your big kid underwear before helping you in the bathtub. she put them in the washing machine, coming back to you rather quickly. agatha tried to get you cheered up, coaxing you to play with your bath toys. but you stared down at the soapy water, tears still streaming down your face.

“bunny.. y’know mama’s not mad at you, right?” agatha wiped your tears, rubbing your soapy back. "but... you gonna put diaper on me. didn't mean to." you sniffled. agatha sighed. "i know you didn't, sweetheart. mama knows." agatha rinsed you off, draining the bath. she helped you out and gave you your hooded towel.

"shh.. let's get you changed, baby." she picked you up and walked to the nursery and laid you down on the changing table. agatha grabbed a diaper for you, along with some baby powder and baby lotion. "mama's gonna change you real quick, okay?"

you whined, chewing on the corner of your towel. "oh, i know!!!" she cooed in a baby voice. "fussy baby. you want your rattle?" agatha gasped playfully, shaking your rattle in front of your face to calm you down. "good baby." she gave you the toy and smiled, unfolding the diaper and putting it under your bottom. agatha knew you were slipping younger by the way you were cooing and chewing on the rattle. "oh yeah? are you talking to mama?" she powdered you before taping the diaper up, pointing out the characters on your diaper.

"good job, baby! such a good job." agatha kissed your tummy, making you giggle. "hold on, sweetie. can mama put some lotion on you?" she sat you up, pumping some lotion on her hand and rubbing it into your chest. she got your legs, arms and face as well, before grabbing a onesie out of your closet and put it on you, snapping the buttons below.

"aww, there's my sweet baby." agatha put you on your hip. "you're all protected by your diaper, huh? and you smell so good, like a cute little baby, yeah. mama could just eat you up." she kissed your cheek and neck with a playful growl, making you squeal and giggle. "no tickle, mama!"

"aww, why not? mama loves your giggle so much." she repeated her silly action, making you laugh even more. "i love you, bunny." agatha rubbed your back, feeling you snuggle into the crook of her neck. "love too, mama." you blushed, feeling super tiny and loved.

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sorry for not posting a lot...or creating or literally anything to do w/ socials...seasonal depression really hit hard as well as major burnout.

I'm getting back into posting (hopefully gonna have some moodboards and stuff done tomorrow hopefully)

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I GOT HER I GOT HER I GOT HER IM SOBBING OH MY GOD

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Hello! first time doing this, so please forgive me. (kinda scared, so anon) I really love your Doctor Who agere fics! they make me so happy!

I'd love a CG!Eleventh Doctor and GN Little Reader first meeting, please.

Reader playing in the snow around the Tardis, at night so they can play while regressed (Tardis is in a park?idk its somewhere with snow), it's hours later when the Doctor comes out and sees them playing, the two talk, and he realizes they're a Little and takes them back to the Tardis to get warm bc they could get sick if they stay out, no sick littles on the doctor's watch! and have hot coca! or alien version of hot coca! please

sorry if this is too much for a request.

almost forgot! if you do write, please no animal themed nicknames (e.g. Cub, Bunny, etc) or the nicknames Dolly/Babydoll (Doll is ok tho) and no diapers please.

I'm very thankful to be able to send an agere request, so thank you so much! Sending plushies and good vibes!

Merry Christmas Eve or Merry Christmas Everyone!!💚❤️

Thank you to this beautiful request! I loved it so much I wanted to make it my surprise Christmas Eve story!!

I love the request!! I haven’t written the 11th Doctor in a hot minute so this was a treat!! I love an over protective Caregiver, but the Doctor being over protective? *Chef kiss*

I hope you enjoy this story! And I hope everyone is having an amazing Christmas Eve or Christmas Day today!! Love you guys!!❤️💚❤️💚

The Blue Box in the Park💙

Caregiver! 11th Doctor & GN! Little Reader (SFW!)

Tags- hand holding, cuddles, forehead kisses, praise, he takes over as your new cg, first time in the tardis, Christmas fluff

It’s the first day of snow! Well…correction, it’s the first night of snow. It’s was supposed to snow earlier today but now it’s the evening, the sun is setting and now it finally decides to snow.

It’s Christmas Eve and most are spending the holiday at home with their families. And truth is, I wish I was doing the same. But my flight got canceled going home to see family.

No matter! Snow is snow, and my little side has been waiting all day for this! So I grab my coat, gloves, hat and scarf and take off to the local park! I usually go at this time anyway, letting me and my regression to have the park to myself.

I walk through the snowy weather, making my way to the park in town. But…something’s different… When did they put a police box in the outside the entrance of the park? I mean, that’s probably a good idea. You never know who’s walking around.

I pause outside of it, looking at the blue box with wonder. Where did it come from? I’m usually here almost every day. Did it just appear? Did they just install it?

I shrug, turning to open the gate of the park and have fun! There’s so much to do! Make a snowman! Make snow angels! Run around!

And that’s exactly what I get started doing. I put my backpack down on a bench and starts running around playing. My giggles fill the air as I play in the snow! First running around, then making a snowman!

One ball rolled up, then another and another for his head. Perfect! Some stones for his eyes and a carrot for his nose. There!

I step back and admire my work. But wait a minute! Where’s his hat? I didn’t bring an extra… I take my hat off and put it on the snowman. There, now he has a hat.

But maybe he could use a scarf too? So I took mine off and gave it to him as well. Perfect! Now he’s warm and toasty. And I’m…I’m a little cold, but that’s okay!

Last but not least snow angels! I lay back in the snow and move my legs and arms back and forth making a nice big Angel.

With my Angel done I lay back and close my eyes letting the snow fall onto me. It’s been fun playing in the snow, but now it was starting to get cold and dark. I should probably start getting ready to head back…

I hear snow crunching in the distance, then someone open the park gate. What I hear next, I don’t believe at first, “Little one, what are you doing out without a hat and scarf?”

I sit up and look at a man stands with his arms crossed, but a smirk on his face. I stare at him with a look of utter shock. How did he know? Who is he? Where did he come from?

��You’ll free to death in this weather. Aren’t you cold?” I nod my head in response, he’s right I am cold.

He drops his crossed arms and walks over to me, giving me a hand to help me up. “Did you forget to bring your winter gear?” He asks concerned.

I stand beside him, wrapping my arms around myself, “I gave it to the snowman.” I point over to where my snowman was.

“Brilliant snowman!” He takes my hand almost naturally and leads me over to it, “You’ve done a great job with the face and the arms! Marvelous!” He praises me on, turning and smiling back to me.

“But, our frozen friend here doesn’t need a hat like you do.” He goes to take my hat back but I stop him, “No he does! He needs it.” I whine.

“Alright, alright he needs it,” he sighs, but comes up with an idea.

“Actually I have an item of my own to add to your amazing snowman.” He takes an extra bow tie out of his jacket pocket and shows it to me. “Do you mind if I give your snowman a bow tie?”

I shake my head and smile, “He’d look lovely with it!”

The man smiles back, putting the bow tie on the snowman. “I always make sure to carry a backup bowtie on me just in case…There! Now he’s even cooler than before.”

We stand back and admire the snowman some more. He squeezes my hand, “While our frost friend here looks amazing, you need to be warmer. I’m sure your family or Caregiver is worried sick about you being out at this hour.”

“No,” I stop him, “I don’t have either this year. It’s just me.” I try to say normally but the disappointment in my voice gives away how I truly feel.

His face turns from its smile to a concerned and heartbroken frown. “Neither? Well that won’t do. Especially not on Christmas! Come on, you’re celebrating with me. Let’s get you inside with some blankets.” Again, he takes my hand in his leading me.

He grabs my backpack on the way, slinging it over his shoulder as we walk over to…the blue police box?

“You’re a police man?” I ask.

“No, I’m The Doctor.” He smiles back.

“A Doctor?”

“No, the Doctor. That’s my name: The Doctor.” He explains, “What’s your name little one?”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N, its lovely to meet you. But it’s too late and too cold for you to be out at this hour at such a young age.” He lightly chided, “Would you like to spend the holiday with me? I’ll make sure to take great care of you being a Caregiver myself.” He smiles.

I mean…how could I say no? He’s kind, and is naturally like a Caregiver without even trying. Plus there’s something about him, something so interesting. I mean, who calls themselves the Doctor?

“I’d love to.” I smile back.

“Great! Now let’s go inside and get warmed up.” He starts unlocking the police box.

I can’t help but giggle, “In there?”

“Hey! This is my home.”

“Would we both fit?” I giggle some more.

“You’d be surprised.” He adds with a wink and a smirk before he stepped into the box.

I stand outside for a moment, contemplating it. But there’s something about the bow tie wearing Doctor that intrigues me on and on.

So against all better judgement, I push the door open and enter the police box.

Immediately my jaw opens in awe as my feet moved into the box on their own accord. I stand by the entrance, in awe and utter disbelief.

The Doctor dusts the snow off his jacket, hanging it on a coat rack nearby before turning his attention to me.

“Can I help you take your coat off?” He ask, making sure I’m comfortable first. I just simply nod, trying to find the words to talk again.

He busies himself, unzipping my jacket and dusting the snow off of it while I still look around in fascination.

“It’s a box.”

“Un huh.” He replies.

“But it’s small out there.”

“Yup.”

“But it’s gigantic in here.”

“You are too smart.” He winks with a smirk.

I giggle, laughing in disbelief of what my eye were seeing. “How is this possible?”

He lights up seeing my enthusiasm, “It’s called a TARDIS. It’s a Time Machine and spaceship. But it’s also my home for the holidays.”

“It’s…it’s a Time Machine…and a…a spaceship?”

“That’s not what matters,” he takes my hand, leading me in. “What matters is getting you warm and cozy.”

He takes me up to the center console where there’s buttons, levels and all sorts of things. “Is this how you drive your spaceship Time Machine?”

“Yes! It’s a bit more complicated than driving. She kind of has a mind of her own.” He winks again.

With that we go up the stairs and down a hallway. “There’s a million different rooms in here from a bedroom, to a kitchen, to a library, a swimming pool, a swimming pool in a library, but for us I think we’ll enjoy it in here.”

We turn the corner and enter the first room on the right. Immediately I gasp. The room is perfect. The most picturesque Christmas living room.

A big tree in the corner, a fireplace in the center with a big rug in front of it, a couch and an arm chair with blankets and pillow galore. It’s perfect.

I walk in, taking in the scene while the Doctor stands in the doorframe confused. “This isn’t the swimming pool in the library.”

“No, it’s perfectly!!” I turn and quickly say. “Absolutely perfect!”

“I guess the Tardis created this room just for you.” He looks around himself.

“She can do that.”

“There isn’t much she can’t do.” He explains, “Come on, let’s get you all wrapped up and cozy.”

He leads me to the couch, seating me in the corner and grabbing the comfy and soft blanket from the back of it, wrapping me up like a burrito.

“There!” He kisses my forehead, “All snuggled up!”

“What about you?” I ask, untangling myself a bit.

“Me?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah, come snuggle.” I put my arms out to him, but he doesn’t need to be asked twice.

He snuggles close to me, wrapping the two of us in the soft blanket. “There we are. All settled now?” He asks getting a nod from me.

“Would you like me to read you a story?” He suggest.

I snuggle closer to him, resting my head against his shoulder, “Could you tell me a story instead? Tell me about yourself, your adventures in your Tardis.”

“It would be my honor.” He smiles back, “A long time ago, on a planet called Gallifrey…”

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The TARDIS makes its little noises here and there but all is calm in the Time Machine spaceship. Outside the blue box has a light dusting of chilly snow, but inside is filled with warmth.

The two who had no one to spend the holiday with suddenly found themselves with the best company they could ever ask for. Two stranger becomes friends then something so much more, Caregiver and Little.

Twisting down the hallway and turning the corner to the first door on the right we find them in their Christmas living room.

The Doctor hold them, lightly rubbing their arm in a soothing manner while his Little one sleeps softly cuddled up against him.

He couldn’t understand why the Tardis has parked herself in the small park until he met Y/N, then it all made sense.

He had just lost Amy and Rory and was going to be spending his first Christmas alone, but the Tardis had other plans, finding him a Regressor who was hurting inside just as much as he was.

He promises a lot of things to himself, to take care of them, make them happy but more than anything to protect them.

The clock on the wall softly chimes on the new hour. It’s midnight, bringing with it Christmas Day. With another kiss to their forehead he whispers, “Merry Christmas Y/N.”

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