#I'm all over the place today sowwy

[perelka-l]

Lots of fun seeing your perspective on ArcherGio with Giovanni never letting him get too intimate, bc as a hedonistic Gio truther I only considered that with having such a pretty and loyal to a fault guy at the palm of his hand wouldn't even be a question to hin. Of course he'd hit

I like both and I am a TINY BIT undecisive so I like to consider all scenarios that I like... It's pretty normal for me to have conflicting scenarios in my head ;;;w;;;

But indeed I think Gio is very likely to just go for it. He has so many pretty and dedicated people serving him and honestly, it would be a crime (hehe) to leave them longing like this as well. All reward and no risk really. Archer would be also just so so happy about this, the happiest doggie in the region really. Just an added benefit, not that Archer would work any less hard for Giovanni in any circumstances but. Yanno. (Does it even make sense)

Also, it makes Archer more heartbroken once Giovanni goes and disappears so hey, the additional angst is just moved to a different spot :Dc

But ye ye I fully understand where you're coming from with this perspective. Gio is an opportunist and he's having a very good opportunity sharing an office with him hehehe~~

[kayhi808]

First Crush -12

It was an epic battle of wills, Abigail Rose vs Mama. Abby needed to go down for her nap, but she didn't want to. You understood. Today was so much fun. So many new things to see and do, but you also knew what a grump she could be when she's tired and fussy. You also knew she'd be staying up late with the fireworks and you didn't want your exhausted baby ruining it for anyone.

"Pleeease, Mama! I don't wants to. I don't wike it." Your baby's eyes fill will large tears.

"You take naps after lunch everyday. Today is no different," brushing her hair off her forehead.

"No, Mama."

You had walked off further into the picnic area, pulling a blanket out of her backpack, so she could nap outdoors and still be at the fair. "It's your choice, do you want to nap here, back at Bucky's place, or we can go straight home." Abby stomps her foot. "When you wake up from your nap, we'll go back to playing. We can do face painting. How would you like that?" Abby shakes her head & her tears start to fall. "You can be a bunny and I can be a piggy."

"NO!"

"Hey, don't yell at me Abby."

"I don't wike you!" Bucky sees you flinch at her words. She pulls away from you and runs to Bucky, "I don't wants to nap. I's not tired. Please Bucky." Her little hands swiping the tears from her chubby cheeks. Bucky looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

Sternly but quietly, "Abigail, come here. Now." Abby doesn't leave Bucky's side. "I said, now."

She cries louder, but waddles back to you. You hold her hands & tilt her chin up so she's looking at you. "I'm your Mama. Not Bucky. You listen to me. You want to get Bucky into trouble??" Bucky gives you a mischievous smile. You squint a glare back at him.

"N...no, Mama."

"If I tell you no, you don't go to someone else and ask them. I already said no. Doing that is bad."

"I's not bad girl."

You gather her onto your lap, "No, you're not a bad girl. You made a mistake, but now you know that's not a good thing to do." She sticks her thumb in her mouth & nods.

"I sowwy," she mumbles around her thumb.

Bucky walks over and lays at the edge of the blanket, "Maybe we should all take a nap." Abby gets up and lays next to Bucky on her tummy. You settle next to her, rubbing & patting her back. She's facing Bucky but after a few minutes you look at him and mouth "Is she sleeping?" He nods.

"I'm sorry she came to you like that."

"It's ok." He rolls over onto his back, looking up at the sky.

"You were going to be a sucker and cave."

Bucky chuckles, rubbing his chest, "I would have. I'd give anything for her not to look at me like that."

"My baby isn't stupid. She knew who the weakest link was," you quietly laugh. Bucky grabs a handful of grass and tossed it at you.

"You're a good mom. It doesn't look easy, but you make it look effortless." Bucky sees a tear slip from the corner of you eye, disappearing into your hairline. "Doll?"

You turn, giving him a sad smile. "Thank you. Half the time I don't know what I'm doing. I'm so scared of messing up with her and having her grow up to hate me."

Bucky jumps up & pulls you to your feet so he can hold you. "You know she didn't mean what she said. She was angry." Music from the stage is playing and he sways back & forth with you. You get in a good little cry, disguised as dancing. "She's so lucky to have you as her mom. And she adores you! You've raised a happy child."

"Except at nap time."

"Today is a one off."

Raising on tip-toe, you kiss his cheek, "Thanks, Buck."

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While Abby sleeps, you and Bucky enjoy a couple dances. He runs away to grab you ice cream sandwiches, saying you earned it. You both finish quickly in case Abby wakes up. It's your little secret. Natasha and Steve drop by saying they'll stay with Abby if you and Bucky wanted to enjoy the fairgrounds together. You're unsure about leaving Abby. "Doll, she's safer than anyone here. She's got Captain America and Black Widow watching over her. 30 minutes and we'll come back." Bucky grabs your hand and you let him lead you away.

You return to the midway games and challenge each other to, basketball, water guns, bean bag toss, shooting gallery, and anything you could find to compete against him. You collected your tickets so you could return with Abby to redeem them later.

Bucky picks out a pair of fairy wings for Abby. "Are you serious?"

"Does she already have a pair of wings?"

"No, but..."

"Think of how cute she'll look when she rides her unicorn later. Oh, were you going to get her wings?"

Laughing, "I didn't win that many tickets. I was going to let her choose new story books."

He wraps his arm around your neck bringing you in for a kiss. "See, perfect."

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Abby woke up from her nap so excited to see everyone there. Steve had gotten her some "banoons" which she loves so much. And then Bucky showed her her fairy wings and she went crazy. She had to put it on immediately! Poor Steve got one-upped again.

Throughout the afternoon, their picnic got bigger. Clint and his family joined in. Tony, Pepper and Morgan visited. Abby and Morgan became fast friends. They played in the jumper house, and rode the mini train together. They sat through getting their face painted, turning them into 2 little kittens.

After dinner, Abby wanted a dance party so you danced with your baby. Thankful this time she didn't give you instructions on how to "shake it" like before. Your little ringleader got everyone dancing. One of her favorite songs comes on and she tries to get Bucky to sing it with her but he doesn't know it . She only likes singing the chorus.

Me-e-e, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm the only one of me

Baby, that's the fun of me

Eeh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

You're the only one of you

Baby, that's the fun of you

And I promise that nobody's gonna love you like me-e-e

You shake your head at your 3 year old Swifty shaking her bottom so her dress swishes. She smiles up at you with so much joy. No one is going to love her like you do. She's your world.

The fireworks are about to start. Abby has only seen them on videos and TV. Pepper gave you an extra pair of earplugs for Abby. She oohs and ahhhs along with everybody else. Bucky puts her on his shoulders so she could be closer to them. She wanted to catch the sparkles in her hands.

You make you way back the the Residence. Abby is chatting non-stop about everything that happened today. It was a struggle to get her to wash the face paint off. You blamed it on Bucky. You told her that if she got his pillows all dirty he might not invite them back. She quickly consented to scrubbing her face.

Bucky offered to read her a story while you showered. When you got out of the bathroom, Abby was sound asleep. "She didn't even make it 5 pages in." You trade spots while he cleans up.

He leaves the bathroom with his wet hair, flopped over his forehead still looking handsome as ever. He sits on the couch, pulling you to straddle his lap. Your lips immediately seek his. His hands on your hips bringing you flushed against him. A soft moan escapes you both. His tongue glides across your lower lip seeking entrance. Which you eagerly grant. Your fingers threading through his hair at the nape of his neck. Your tongue teases his and his fingers creep under your shirt palming your breasts.

"Mama?!"

Bucky tosses you off him and into the corner of the couch. You laugh at his panicked expression and surprised at his strength. "Yes, baby?" You get up and go to Bucky's room. Abby's sitting up in the middle of the bed.

"This not my bed."

"We're spending the night a Bucky's house, remember?"

"Can yous sleeps wit me?" Reaching out with grabby hands. Sighing, "Of course."

Bucky tucks you both in, and drops kisses on you. "We'll figure something out," he whispers in your ear. You smile and nod, pulling Abby against you as she tries to sleep.

Uncle Steve

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[hardpacker]

tricky shit under here sowwy (SA mention)

ever since a particular memory came back to me suddenly in 2014-2015 (i remember exactly where i was, but not the specific year... would've been autumn though) i am being so serious when i say it's been in my head every single day. there isn't a day where i don't brush up against it. not Thinking, exactly, because Thinking feels like... turning it over... considering... this is just something that floats in a corner of my peripheral vision there whether i'm thinking about it or not.

anyway. it's only one of a few things that add up to Things Not Being Quite Right. we've talked about it before, back when the aforementioned thing first came to me, (i also told 2 ex partners about 2 related instances) but last night anka and i had a big long talk which ultimately concluded in them giving me permission to think of myself as having been CSA'd... and encouraging me to think of myself that way in the event that it might recontextualise, reorient my sense of self in a helpful way, rather than try to push it down and out of me. they pointed out a bunch of things they see as being interconnected, which i guess does make things seem less— i was going to say chaotic but no like it all IS really chaotic and that's both part of the problem of collecting it as a whole And is itself a piece of the puzzle. and the more i talk the more i think i talk myself out of it, but then i'm back where i started. i'm always back where i started. i do feel better today than i have this whole difficult week where i lapsed into some bad habits. so maybe it is meaningful... i just wish i had something more concrete, i wish i had ANY memories of childhood and not only these bursts.

anyway... uhhh. yeah. beginning to feel better but definitely in a strange place at the moment. i wasn't getting much from my recent therapist/want something more structured or even intense so i guess that's my next step? ugh i'm pretty overwhelmed in general right now but i'll get there slowly.

frustrating! i wish any of the therapists i had since i was 12 picked up on the dysfunction at home... like it weirds me the hell out that there were so many signs and symptoms and it just didn't matter. but i will say it does feel better to lean into exploring it, sussing out my thoughts, through fictionwriting vs all the years i spent trying to toe the line, poorly and to the detriment of my entire self. there have been times of great misunderstandings of my interests and intentions, over what amounts to nothing. i do think it would've been easy to understand where i was coming from and why, but... it's a matter of trying and for most people i'm supposed to be the secret exception to their DNI, hahaha. what a sad life they've chosen for me in their minds. i am much more than that! it's so stupid too that i even tried to mention these events to someone who later on would call me like, a prude while at the time i was making stories about [REDACTED]. so it really doesn't matter what i do.

[superfluouskeys]

just want to whine and complain

dude i am SO TIRED lol, went on a little field trip for the day and like it was fun and definitely worth it but it was kind of rough on my whole foot situation. maybe my first mistake was i thought it would be fine to wear nice shoes--i was going to be in a courtroom all day (didn't want to have to be like sowwy for my gross sneakers i am injured you know lol) and these shoes are normally pretty comfortable, but they do also have a slight heel and fit a little tight on my injured foot so that was not the best idea lol. idk, i made a gamble, social comfort vs physical comfort, and i prob should have gone with physical comfort. it was also kind of a long walk to the courthouse after about 45 mins in a car which kjsndfknjknjf lol. and since i'm not so obviously injured that ppl realize they need to wait up for me i just end up feeling bad for being so slow and it's a whole thing LOL

the actual cases we got to see were great, it was a long docket and a lot to take in--i feel like i haven't even gotten the chance to really process the proceedings yet and I have this journal entry i have to write about it for class which is why i'm here getting my personal complains out first LOL. they heard all the cases in a row with only one 5 minute break so we didn't leave until around 2:30pm. there was a traffic accident on the way back so the drive took much longer, and the other two people in the car spent like 90% of that time talking about things i could not contribute to at all LOL. in fairness my social battery runs out very fast around people i don't know that well and I was super tired but idk the main topics were (1) how much they hate nyc and prefer (city we live in now) and are convincing their respective partners to move and how stupid of an opinion it is to like nyc and (2) having a car, buying a car, having a car in nyc versus (city we live in now), cars, driving.........at one point i was asking about how they liked different neighborhoods in our current city and this guy kind of suggested to me that i could bike places, and i was like, yeah i can't drive bc my vision is bad, so biking like out in the street with cars is kind of also not safe for me to do, and idk i wasn't trying to bring the mood down or anything i was just saying a fact but they just kind of went silent and i was like ah fuck i ruined the vibe with my dumb self you know LOL

and like i knew i was just tired and hungry and hated being in the car that long but wow i felt like shit after all that LOL, like it was nobody's fault really but I just wish i had been able to manage myself and my situation better so i didn't have to feel like that over nothing but this is in fact the problem with having to be driven to and from a place, is that there are just only so many factors i can control and plan for, and adding onto that that i am slightly injured and that makes me get tired more easily than i normally would i guess just tipped me over the edge. i felt a lot better after i ate obviously and i took a long nap after my last class but god i feel like i need a week to recover from today and instead i have to have a similarly long and frustrating day for the next several days.

this whole thing is kind of, like--pressing on this weird abandonment reaction i sometimes have, where i feel like because i can't keep up or do the things i normally can people will get tired of me/frustrated with me and decide i'm not worth their time/effort. i noticed it so much when a friend came over to hang out with me a couple of days after it happened and i was like apologizing so much for just like moving slow lol. my friend was very kind and understanding, did not treat it like a big deal in any way, and when i admitted i kind of wanted to call and complain when it happened but it was late and i was embarrassed was like 'you should have? or you could have texted?' and i later got a similar reaction from another friend who doesn't live nearby, and idk i was just kind of stunned by this i was just sitting there like...........yeah i guess i could have done that. but idk................

i guess i've pretty much conquered the feeling that i need to bring my best self to the table or i shouldn't even show up in the context of like school or professional things bc i know just showing up can have many benefits, but i still very much struggle with that feeling in friendships. and while there's something to be said for being self-aware and like 'you need to just take yourself out of this situation until you can act more sane' sometimes, i have this lingering feeling of like...............you may ask for help and support from your friends but ONLY if the situation is somehow perfectly not that serious but also serious enough that you don't feel like a FUCKING IDIOT for needing support LOL. and like part of it is i tend to like to sit with my feelings for a bit before i share them, but in this case i was just like..........sitting in my room, obviously very upset, going thru several stages of grief, and outwardly just making dumb jokes and posts about it because i didn't want to bother anyone. and idk not to say i handled my feelings badly per se, i just feel like i could have handled them a little better and gotten the support i needed a little sooner instead of isolating myself for no reason. but then again that's not the kind of situation you get to practice very often HOPEFULLY lol so. this is more just something to keep in mind in the future.

god this ended up being so long lol, like i said it was just a long day, it's going to be a long week, and i can't really pace bc i didn't take very good care of my foot today so i am here to scream into the void lol, as you were.

[dino-boyo-agere]

Giggles, Tears, Fun & Feels

little!Garrett Watts & cg!Andrew Siwicki x little!reader

╰→ all platonic!

cw: nothing really, all fluff and a wee bit hurt and comfort (because I can't help myself..)

! Gender neutral pronouns & "Y/N" are used to refer to the reader.

Plot:

Your caregiver, Andrew Siwicki, takes you along to a video shoot with his best friend, Garrett Watts. At some point he has to leave, resulting in Garrett babysitting you. While playing, you  and Garrett himself, discover a whole new side of him.

Word count: 1829

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Andrew, was finally able to take you along to his best friend - Garrett's - place. You are really happy to meet him, since you always loved his videos. Speaking off, they have to shoot a video while you are here. But knowing how their work days normally go, they probably won't start before midnight, so you have plenty of time to get to know Garrett first.

Even though you didn't plan on it, you quickly begin to slip when you arrive at Garrett's house. Seeing all the fun, weird and interesting things he has laying around everywhere and the excitement of finally getting to know one of your favorite content creators, there is just no avoiding it. You try and fight slipping, at first, worried you might ruin their schedule. But Andrew and Garrett reassure you that it's okay and that they'll be able to handle both, little you and making the video. 'Besides, they most likely won't start shooting until way past your bedtime anyways.'

Setting up the lighting and cameras, Andrew notices that he's forgotten to bring batteries. Garrett confirms that he also doesn't have any at home, so your caregiver decides to drive to the store and get some, as Garrett insists that they absolutely need them for the spirit box. Andrew promises he'll make it as quick as possible and asks if it would be okay for you to stay with Garrett, until he's back. Obviously, you agree.

Garrett is way more quiet in person, than you thought he would be. Of course, you didn't expect him to be as chaotic as he is in his videos, but you definitely pictured him not as apprehensive as he showed to be. But you didn't mind. You're just happy to finally meet him in person.

You are playing with some of his miniature items as he watches you, making sure you won't try to eat any of them.. 'But maybe, if you move just slow enough, he might not-' "Hey, Y/N! What are-"

You flinch at the sudden loud voice. 'Oh no, Garrett sounds angry, what if he hates me now?'

Your worries quickly subside, wen you hear his all to familiar giggle. "Ahahaha.. Don't eat that old lady, that's SO rude!"

You giggle along with him. ¹* "Sowwy ol lagy!" You say apolitically, before placing her next to the fridge.

Grabbing two stuffies, you excitedly approach Garrett. ²* "Wan pay?"

"Uh, sure.. What do you want to play?" He sounded hesitant.

³* "Weally? Yu dun as to if yu don wan!" Seeing how you try to make sure he is comfortable with the situation, Garrett flashed you a warm smile.

"Yes, I'm sure. Sorry, if I seem a little.. off, today. I've been all up in my head lately... Aaand you're a child.. so, I probably shouldn't unload my mental health stuff on ya.. uh.. I'mma stop talking about that now."

You stare up at him with troubled look, unsure how or if you should respond. "I'm fine though, don't worry! It's just stupid adult brain stuff and I think playing with you could help me feel a bit better, actually." He adds, ruffling your hair and making you giggle by doing so.

⁴* "Tay." You say, holding one of the stuffies up to him, before explaining what you'd like to play. ⁵* "Yu take dis n we pay tea paty, tay?"

Garrett's face begins to beam. "Oh, fun!! I love tea parties!" He exclaimes, excitedly grabbing the plushie. His excitement quickly jumping over to you as well. "Ya!! Fun, fun, fun!" You begin bouncing up and down, with Garrett swiftly joining in.

"Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun!" The both of you chant, hopping around and giggling, until you let yourselves fall to the ground.

Out of breath, you just lay there for a few minutes, until you look over, as you hear Garrett giggling.

He repeatedly lifts his stuffie in the air, before bringing it back down to give it a kiss on the nose, making a "mwah!" sound and giggling each time.

He seems.. small.. and happy.

Loving his silly giggles, you decide to make him even more happy.

'If kisses from one plushie make him titter, kisses from two plushies will most definitely bring double the fun!' You think to yourself.

So, you take your stuffie, bringing it to his cheek, making a "mwah!" sound aswell, following his example.

Bewildered, he stops and stares at you for a second, before breaking out in giggles again and returning the favor, making his plush friend give you a kiss on the cheek too.

The two of you are goofing around on the floor, fighting a kissies-war against each other's plush toys, when Andrew arrives back home.

Hearing you both giggling, like a couple of maniac's, he basically flys into the room, hoping to join in the fun.

"What are you guys up to, huh? Having fun, are we?" He asks, also laughing.

⁶* "Ya, fun out yu!" You blurt out teasingly, still unable to stop giggling.

Andrew ghasps dramatically. "Oh, the betrayal!! Y/N, how could you?!" He exclaimes, falling to the floor theatrically.

You giggle even more. ⁷* "Cuz Gatet way moa fun! Gatet fun lik meh n no boin laik yu!"

Andrew laughes, as he playfully grabs your foot. "Unacceptable!" He exclaimes melodramatically "I will have to eat you as compensation for the emotional turmoil!" He declares further, before pretending to chomp down on your foot, to try and eat it, making you squeal. ⁸* "Nu eat meh, peas! m sowy, pomis!" You plead, still giggling.

Andrew gives you a kiss on your forehead, "Okay, Y/N, I forgive you!" before averting his attention to Garrett.

"And what do you have to say to your defense, Mr. Watts? Trying to steal my little rae of sunshine? How dare you?" He performes his lines in the same dramatical manner as he did with you, but Garrett doesn't seem to be as exited as he was a few minutes ago.

Now, that you thought about it, he has been notably quiet throughout your and Andrew's whole theatrics.

Your caregiver also seems to notice the shift in Garrett's mood just now. "Hey, Garrett. Are you alright?" He inquires.

Getting no answer, he persists. "Gare bear, tell me what's wrong."

Garrett stares at the ground, as his shoulders begin to shake and tears roll down his cheeks. "Mh.. s- sorry.." He whisperers.

Andrew's face paints a worried expression. "Sorry? For what? You didn't- I was just joking around Gare! I'm not actually mad at you, I promise!" He says, resting a hand on Garrett's shoulder in support. "You did an amazing job, taking care of-"

He is interrupted by Garrett. "No! I not! Did bad!"

Andrew shakes his head no. "That's just not true. You both where laughing like mad men, when I arrived. You where having so much fun! How's that 'doing bad', huh?" Andrew asks, bringing one hand to his chin, making Garrett look up at him.

His eyes where puffy and red and his nose was runny from crying. ⁹* "Ezacy! I giggle n play. Buh I sposed be big. I no smol. I neva been smol. Why nao? It Selfis! Sorry.. I s- sorry for bein selfis.."

Your caregiver gives the dishevelled boy a kiss on his forehead. "No, I'm sorry. You know. I had a hunch. Kind of, like.. a feeling that you might be an age regressior, without even realizing it.."

Garrett looks at him in bewilderment. "H- how?"

Andrew scratches his head. "Honestly, I'm not too sure myself. Ever since I met Y/N and became a caregiver, I just had a feeling you might be a little one aswell."

He pauses, getting a nod from Garrett as response, before continuing. "That's actually why I insisted on Y/N coming along. I was hoping you might regress, when you guys hang out a bit."

You pout slightly, prompting Andrew to add "..aaand because I want to take them with me, whenever it's possible, of course!!"

Satisfied, you smile at him, so he continues to comfort Garrett.

"Obviously, I shouldn't have left you alone with such a big responsibility, especially seeing how I knew you where a little.. I'm sorry, Garrett."

The boy sat quietly for a little while, seemingly trying to comprehend everything and to come up with a response.

"No kno." He mutteres, after a few minutes of silence, only getting confused looks from both you and Andrew.

¹⁰* "Yu no kno I smol, Yu jus tink. No kno." Garrett clarifies, causing your caregiver to laugh.

"Okay, well I was right though.. So it's basically the same as knowing, alright.." he explains, playfully poking Garrett in the belly, finally coaxing another giggle out if him again.

You breathe a sigh of relief, also laughing lightly, before tilting your head in a curious manner. ¹¹* "So, Gatet smol tu?" You ask, trying to make sure you understood the situation correctly.

¹²* "Tink, ya. Dat kay?" He replies, fiddling with the stuffed animal, still in his hands.

You blankly stare at him, not sure if he's seriously asking you - an age regressor - if it's okay to be..well.. An age regressor.

Your silence unsettled Garret a little. ¹³* "I smol gud, or no gud?" He elaborates, guessing that 'maybe you just didn't understand his first question'.

You think for a few seconds, pondering about your reply.

¹⁴* "Mak Gatet hapi?" You finally ask in return.

"Ya." He replies with a smile.

"Dan gud." You simply state.

"Gud.." He agrees. Adding "tank yu!", before opening his arms, asking for a hug.

You basically jump into his arms, with Andrew joining in, embracing the both of you.

After about twenty minutes of warm, comforting snuggles, Garret and you begin slowly dozing off.

Noticing that, Andrew nudges the both of you lightly. "Hey, kiddos. I think it's bedtime, okay?"

Almost in sync, Garrett and you reply, "Tay..", looking up at your caregiver sleepily.

Andrew helps the both of you to get ready for bed, brushing your teeth, washing your faces, putting on your PJs and tucking you in, together.

"Want me to read you a story?" He asks. You decline the offer. "m tired." Garrett states. "Ya, tired." You agree.

"Okay then! Good night, Munchkins." Andrew cooes to the both of you, kissing your foreheads, before turning on the night light and going to bed himself.

You're already half asleep, when Garrett turns around to face you. Using the stuffie you gifted him, he lightly nudges your shoulder.

Turning to face him aswell you ask, "Hm?" without looking at him. Your eyes where to heavy already.

Garrett giggles a little. "Pay tea paty morow?" He asks in a whisper.

'Oh, right, you almost forgot.. The both of you didn't even got around to have your tea party, with all those big feelings getting in the way.'

"Ya, tea paty morow." You agree, flashing him a sleepy smile.

You cuddle up next to him, before dozing off, grateful for your new found friend and exited for tomorrow's adventures.

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Thank you for reading my little story!

This was my first try at a reader insert type story, so let me know your thoughts!!

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¹ Footnotes - real life people & fanfiction

I know some ppl dislike fanfiction about real life people (YouTubers, actors, etc.).

But personally, I think it's okay, as long as you don't do anything... Uncomfortable.

And I couldn't help myself, not just because Garrett is one of my favorite people on this planet, but also because I think he might actually be an age regressior, maybe even without knowing it..

Especially after watching → this ← video, with the following clip:

I mean like.. he's so baby coded.. I literally can't.. too cute!

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² Footnotes - babbling translation:

¹* "Sorry old lady!"

²* "Do you want to play?"

³* "Really? You don't have to (play), if you don't want to!"

⁴* "Okay."

⁵* "You take this (plush) and we play tea paty, okay?"

⁶* "Yes, (we had) fun without you!"

⁷* "Becauz Garrz (is) way mre fun! He (is) fun like me and nor boring like you!"

⁸* "Don't eat me, please! I'm sorry, I promise!"

⁹* "Exactly! I giggled and played. But I (was) supposed (to) be big. I'm not small (a regressor). I never (have) been small. Why now? It's Selfisz! Sorry, I'm s- sorry for being selfish.."

¹⁰* "You don't know I'm small, you just guessed. Didn't know."

¹¹* "So, Garrett (is) smmal too?"

¹²* " (I) think (so), yes. (Is) that okay?"

¹³* "It's me being small good, or not good?"

¹⁴* "(Does it) make (you) happy, Garrett?"

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[zankydraws]

I can allow myself to draw edgy things from time to time, as a treat

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Little artist

Summary:

concept where nora is having that “i wanna be an artist” phase and just doodling and spilling paint everywhere in the house 😬

Genre: fluff

Warning: coloring on walls..

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader, dad! Chris x Nora & Nolan

Please don't post any of my content anywhere else without my permission

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Norw has been quiet lately, extra quiet. She was a three which meant she was still getting into things. Recently she started her faze of drawing. She thought she was a pro which honestly she was, but sometimes she goes a little crazy and draws on everything.

You stop her before she gets out of hand most of the time, but today was no success.

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You sat on the couch reading your book, Chris beside you working on his laptop. you just put Nolan down for his nap and Nora was off playing. You haven't heard from her in a while which didn't concern you until she came into the living room with a crayon and a smirk on her face.

"Nora.. what do you do with that crayon?" Chris asked closing his laptop. Nora looked down at her crayon in her hand. "I draw."

"honey where did you draw?" You asked now. Nora hummed. "The wall!" She said that happily as she smiled.

"oh honey no." You and Chris got up at the same time. "Show us where you drew on the wall Nora."

Nora skipped until she reached the wall. There was crayon marks all over it. You sighed. "Nora, you can't draw on the wall."

"why?" She looked at you and Chris with her puppy dog eyes. "Because the wall it's paper. Now I clean this off the wall and that's not easy bub." Chris said as he placed his hand on his waist. Nora sighed. "I'm sowwy."

"it's okay honey, but don't do it again okay." You picked her up and kissed her cheek. "Now should we go make some lunch and then clean that later."

Nora nodded, "yeah. I help you." "With cleaning the walls?" Chris asked. Nora shook her head frowning. "No, with lunch."

Chris scoffed playfully. "Oh ok."

"but we have to eat goldfish with our lunch." She rushed out. "Goldfish with lunch it is."

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Not So Harmless Sweetie

Author's Note: thanks for the lovely brainrot @starfell-traveler also this was really fun!! i had to cut it a bit since i couldn't come up with any more activities and the only suggestions i recieved were arson /j

Pairings: Sucrose x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1087

TW: Explosions

Adventures With Klee

Albedo's out on an expedition deep in Dragonspine so Sucrose and I are on Klee-watching duty. It's only for a few days, how hard could it be?

Day 1- Klee nearly exploded Sucrose's garden today. Nothing was destroyed, but it gave Sucrose a heart attack.

"Watch out!"

BOOM

"Don't touch that-"

BOOM

"Klee!"

BOOM

Sucrose gave a slight sigh of defeat. She looked at you with a pleading look.

You smiled and walked over to the Spark Knight. "Klee? Sweetheart, I think that's enough playing with Jumpty Dumpty for today."

"Awww, okay..." The little girl handed you her bag and walked over to the mint haired alchemist. "I'm sowwy for exploding things in your lab."

"Oh, it's- um." Sucrose patted the girl's hat. "Just don't do it again, okay?"

"Okay..."

Day 2- Klee was kept in solitary confinement with Jean today, (something about exploding fish in Starfell Lake?) so Sucrose and I tidied up the place.

You cleared spare papers off the shelves, occasionally stopping to read a few. "So..." You said in an attempt of conversation. "The Tetritan- Tetratanic sweet flower?"

The alchemist became a slight shade of pink. "It's just a little something for the Windblume festival." Her voice seemed to shrink with her confidence.

"You think you could tell me about it sweetie?"

"I-if you're really interested, sure!"

The two of you sat down with the paper in hand, though it soon laid forgotten to the side as Sucrose ranted on the flower.

"The seeds are four times bigger than ordinary Sweet Flowers, and the Tetratanic Sweet Flower is the final product! Bigger, stronger, sweeter, and more beautiful-" She yelped to a stop. "Sorry, sorry I'm rambling."

"I thought it was cute. You get all enthusiastic." You respond, making Sucrose's gaze try to look anywhere else.

Day 3- Klee has returned from solitary confinement and wishes to draw. I am no Albedo, but I will try my best.

Klee returned as if she hadn't left at all. Despite her time in confinement she still remained a little ball of energy. She reached into her bag and you became afraid. You didn't have the energy to play with Jumpty Dumpty today. You feel relief when she grabs a pad of paper and coloring tools.

"Can we do some sketches?" She asked, giving you puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, alright. Don't bring out the doll eyes." You reprimanded. "What are we sketching today?"

"Traveler and Paimon!" Klee shouted excitedly. She turned around and waved to the Traveler and their fairy companion.

"Hey...Paimon was told there would be food." The pixie said.

"I'll pay you with a Sunshine Sprat later." You promise.

Sucrose tried to insist she wasn't one for drawing but turns out you had a similar effect on her as Klee did on you, she just couldn't say no. In about thirty minutes or so you help a big reveal and showed off your portraits.

"Hey! Paimon isn't emergency food!" The pixie sputtered in indignance after acknowledging your canvas.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself." You replied sheepishly.

Day 4- Today we must accompany Klee into the woods...what could she be hiding in here? She just keeps calling it "my treasure"...should I be worried?

"It should be right over here!" Klee said as she skipped over rocks and roots.

"What exactly is it?" Sucrose mused.

"It's a surprise treasure!" Klee giggled. "C'mon!"

You sprinted through Wolvendom trying to keep up with the Spark Knight. She halted to a stop in front of a pile of dirt with a sign sticking out of it.

"Tada! My treasure's in here!"

Sucrose blew the dirt off with her Vision and Klee dragged out the small box.

"When Bennett, Razor and I were adventuring a few days ago, we found these plants and thought Ms. Sucrose would like to see them." She opened the box that held Glaze Lilies and Silk Flowers. "Bennett said they were from Liyu-Liyue!" Klee said proudly.

Sucrose started to tear up. She dropped on her knees and hugged the kid. "Awww Klee!" You joined in on the hug and spent the rest of the afternoon talking about the flora.

Day 5- The afternoon of the day was calm, merely Sucrose and I teaching Klee to read.

"A long, long time ago, in the fo-forest?" Klee struggled to read the purple book in her hands. She looked at you for confirmation.

"Very good, you're doing great." You applauded.

She smiled and looked back down at the book. "In the forest kingdom...what leg dends?"

You snickered a little and pulled Klee onto your lap. She pouted a little at the sight of your face. You shook your head. "No, no sweetie I'm not laughing at you, I promise. That word is legends, okay?"

Klee nodded and yawned. "Can we finish later? Klee's eyes hurt."

"Of course," You said. Within seconds the girl was snoozing, her head leaning against your chest. Her tiny snores eventually lulled you to sleep.

Sucrose walked over in the night, spending a few minutes to capture the sight of the heartwarming scene. She squeezed beside you and joined the group hug formation of the nap, her head leaning against yours.

You woke up before the other two, smiling. The alchemist still had her glasses on, her breathe short and sweet. Klee had curled into you, trying to keep warm.

Tomorrow Albedo was to return, and your family would be complete.

Day 6- Albedo returned today, and Klee couldn't have been any more excited. She insisted on showing Albedo everything we did, though she left out the solitary confinement...

"Brother Albedo!" Klee exclaimed. She jumped onto the Chief Alchemist in a hug, which Albedo quickly accepted. "Why did you have to go for so looong?"

"It was only a couple days Klee."

"But it felt like forever!" The young girl complained. Her expression switched from sad to ecstatic in a snap. "You're back now though, I want to show you the things we did!"

She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her collection from the week; the Jumpty Dumpty Sucrose helped her make, the sketch of Traveler and Paimon, the small box of flowers, and she then made the alchemist sit down.

"Mx. Y/N and Ms. Sucrose taught Klee how to read! Listen!" She picked up the book and sat down. "A long, long time ago, in the forest kingdom... What legends occurred there?"

Albedo smiled and patted the girl's head. "My, my, you have been busy."

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Momma cat

Tags: nicknames, use of parental title, mentions of food, crying and very very slight spoilers.

Hello everyone! Here's my first fic for this blog! I'm sorry if this isn't very good, like I said its my first! Besides that I've been watching shera and I need to release my love for catra into the world!

"Kit? I'm home..." Catra sighed heavily, leaning against the closed door and waited for the pattering of small feet and exited screams, only to droop when she heard none of those things.

"Kit? Where are you? Momma's home and she wants a nap with her cuddle bug!"

Her ears twitched side to side, searching for any noise. Nada. The mention of nap time usually works.

The feline slowly stalked around her small room, on full alert and ready for an attack.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Got you!"

In a flail of arms and legs a small head popped out with a pout written across their face.

"Mommaaaaaa! I almost got you!"

The smaller being sat in Catra's lap and poked at her cheeks to show their unhappiness at being caught.

"Exactly, almost! No one can beat me!"

Catra smiled and held her friend close, almost falling asleep from the crazy day she had.

It had been three months since she joined the rebellion, and she had been working hard everyday to prove that she could be trusted. It had really began to drain her, and that's when she found her friend, a fellow soilder who left the horde. Catra still remembered it like it was yesterday. A small frail soilder in the horde uniform had been dragged around the castle by guards. They had clearly abandoned their ranks many weeks before they had been found but it wasn't enough proof for any of the princesses to believe that they were not a spy.

Catra was the one on guard duty the day she properly met the escapee, and learnt their secret.

"Prisoner!! It's feeding time."

Catra shoved the plate full of food towards said person and eyed them up as they looked at her in hesitance.

They had never seen this much food in a single place, had never been looked after so well, even when they were at the top of their ranks! It quickly became to much and they immediately burst into tears, feeling themselves slip into a Headspace that was less then ideal.

"Woah- h-hey don't cry! It's okay please don't cry!"

Not good, how to comfort a crying person wasn't covered in any teachings from the horde or the princesses.

Catra was just about to run for help until she felt small hands wrap around her shoulders in a hug.

" am sowwy... "

"Momma!!"

Catra was pulled out of her day dream and back to present day.

"Shhh! It's quiet time kit. Inside voices."

"sowwy! But did you bring me sweets? Chu promised Chu would!"

A small smile spread to her lips as she hummed in thought.

"I dunno... Have you done your chores today?"

The smaller one nodded and grinned, tugging on Catra's arm in excitement.

"Have you done your training with Adora?"

The smaller one paused for a moment then nodded.

Catra smiled once again and slowly closed her eyes, only to be shaken awake by the rowdy toddler.

"MOOMAAAAAAAA YOU PROMISEEEED!"

Catra pretended to snore, trying her best to ignore all the shaking and poking and whines, only to give up her teasing when she heard soft sniffles.

"Alright alright, I brought you your sweets."

The toddler squealed and giggled, pleased that she was able to trick the all knowing catra.

The feline handed over a bag full of donuts and sighed, knowing she wouldn't get the nap she wanted for at least another hour. But at least her little kit was happy and that's all that mattered to her.

[little-owly]

Hi. I'm the anon who requested a fic based on your drawing of little Jack pulling little Matt's hair cuz he was jealous, and mark punishes him. I hadn't seen it yet. Just wondering. Don't think I'm mean Please. I really love your blog.

no worries, anon!! i did my best at the moment with this, (homework and other things going on) but feel free to request any more fics!! ❤️ i'm so sorry this took so long, you're such a sweetheart for waiting!! --There it was. The vibrant red toy car. His toy car. The same toy car daddy bought just for him. So why was Matt playing with it? Come to think of it, the morning had been rough for Jack. He woke up to daddy talking to uncle Ryan, asking if Matt can stay. Jack remembers feeling stubborn. Today was HIS little day. Not Matt's, not Ryan's, just him. He pouted as daddy made Matt's breakfast first, letting him sit in his seat. He whined as daddy praised Matt for eating up his cereal -- even though he finished before him. He nearly threw a fit as Matt cuddled up to daddy, thanking him for breakfast.It was only when Jack went to his playroom did the trouble start."Jack," Mark said, breaking Jack's train of thoughts, "daddy has to work in the other room. Can you play nicely with Matt until I come back? Please?"Jack pouted. He paused for a while, ignoring Matt standing behind Mark. Hesitantly nodding his head, Jack gave a look to the other boy. Mark leaned down to ruffle his green hair, "good boy!""Matt, your daddy didn't leave any of your toys, so how about you play with Jack's toys?" An excited Matt nodded, sucking away at his pacifier. Jack's mouth (and pacifier) dropped as Mark reached into his toy box to produce the toy car. It's color enticing Matt to play. With a wave to Jack, Mark left the room. ///It'd only been 30 minutes. Jack sulked, his green hair falling in front of his eyes, his crossed arms over his chest as he watched the blonde play. His excited giggles as he pushed the car around a race track he made out of blocks. Jack's blocks. "Car go vroom! Vroom!" he giggled, looking over at Jack. His words still loud enough to be heard behind his pacifier."You still in pjs, Jack," Matt said, his soft voice echoing the room, "I wike your pjs, they gween." Jack pouted, "it's green, not gween.""Oh...'m sowwy." More awkward silence followed. Matt making tiny car sounds as he held the toy. Jack's anger rising as he saw Matt smiling. That should be him playing, not that dummy Matt."Why are you wearing that?" Jack asked, his voice higher than normal, "it for babies." Matt looked down at his onesie. The edges of his diaper sticking out from the leg holes. The yellow and white pattern of the onesie staring back at Matt. "It feels nice, 'nd has duckies! I wike duckies," he smiles, leaning over to let Jack see. "Duckies are dumb, dinosaurs are cooler." "Oh...sowwy Jack." Jack huffed. How much longer will daddy be? How much longer will uncle Ryan be? He didn't want Matt here during his playtime, and he especially didn't want to share daddy with Matt. Jack paused as a dark thought came to him. What if he's being replaced?What if daddy wanted Matt more? What if daddy was tired of him? Is that why Ryan dropped him off? Is this...permanent?"Jack? You okay? No wook good." Matt asked, leaning over to sit besides Jack. He hugged the toy to his chest, the red color contrasting with the pale yellow and white. Matt placing his hand gently on Jack's lap is what did it. He hated him, he hated his blonde hair, his duckies, his attitude, and he especially hated the way he acted towards HIS daddy. "No!" He shouted, hitting his fists against the floor. Pure anger filling him as he continued his tantrum, Matt looking on with wide eyes. Jack kicked his feet and yelled, his pale green footie pajamas shifting against his body. "Jack! What wrong?! Wanna 'elp!""Shut up!" he yelled, reaching over to grab the toy from Matt's grip. He huffed as he spit out his pacifier, standing on his knees to get closer to Matt. The toy still secure in his hands, Jack began to grip at Matt's blonde hair. His tugging causing Matt to fall on his lap. "Ow! Jack! Stop! It hurt!" He yelled, crying loudly as Jack continued to pull at his hair. Jack tugged harder, his tantrum going strong. "Shut up!" Jack yelled again.Then, as quick as it started, it ended. A cold shiver ran up Jack's spine as he felt strong hands pull him away, his grip disappearing from Matt's hair. "Jack! What are you doing?! Knock it off!" Mark yelled, tending to Matt."Hurted," he whimpers, tears rolling down his reddened face. He palms at the spot Jack has pulled, sobbing quietly. "Sssh, sweetheart, let me see," Mark whispers, looking at Matt's head. A few blonde strands of hair fall from the spot, angering Mark. "Jack. Living room corner, now." With a terrified nod, Jack runs to the corner. He can still hear Mark's comforting words as Matt cries. ///"Jack. Up. Now."Jack sits up from the stool, eyes downcast as he notices Matt. The blonde boy sucking his thumb with teary eyes. "I think you owe someone an apology."Jack nods, slowly looking up. Matt's eyes staring back at him. "I'm sorry I was a meanie and hurted you, I won't ever do it again. I'm really sorry..." Jack trailed off. Matt only nodded his head, sucking away at his thumb as Mark sat him down. He then sat down in the opposite couch, calling for Jack to walk over. "Over my knee. Now." It was then that Jack began to cry himself, positioning himself on Mark's lap as Matt looked on -- confused as ever. "Do you know why you're being punished?""Because-" he sobbed, "I was mean and hurted Matt." Mark nodded, "let's go for 5 today. Okay?" With a shaky breath, Jack agreed. He felt Mark pull the bottom flap of his pjs open, exposing his butt and thighs. He felt Mark tug down his diaper, the cool air hitting his skin. He braced himself as he heard Matt gasp. The hot stinging burn of Mark's hand came down on his butt. Jack squeezed his eyes shut as he took his punishment. The loud echo of the spank still going as Mark prepared for the next one."No! Stop!" Matt yelled, running over to hold back Mark's arm. "Wha?" Jack questioned, embarrassed at how..."exposed" he was. "Matt?" "Stop! Jack no mean it, I forwive Jack, no hitting, pwease?"Mark looked dumbfounded as he helped Jack cover up, tugging his diaper and pajamas closed. Jack quickly got off Mark's lap to hug Matt, tears rushing down his face."I'm sorry Matt," he sobbed, "I was dumb and thought daddy wanted me gone forever, I didn't mean to be so mean. You're so nice and...and,"Matt hugged him back, patting his back with his free hand, "it okay, no crying, pwease?""Jack, is that true?" Mark asked, his voice low. Jack let go of Matt, returning to Mark. "Oh, sweetheart," he gasped, "I could never be so mean and leave you. You're my baby boy, okay? I'm so sorry I made you feel so bad," he paused, bringing himself together, "I just wanted to make you both feel happy and comfortable together." Jack wrapped his arms around Mark, cuddling him with all he had. Mark gasped in surprise before cuddling him back, kissing the top of his head as he squeezed him. "I love you so much, Jack.""I love you too, Daddy..."Matt smiled around his thumb, watching the two embrace. "Cmon bud, you still have time to play before uncle Ryan gets here!"Jack excitedly picked up the forgotten red toy car, handing it to Matt. Matt hesitated before Jack placed Matt's hand over the shiny hood. "Don't worry, there's a bunch more! And we can play with my blocks and make a huge race track!" Jack reassured Matt, running with him to the playroom, leaving Mark behind with a goofy smile.Oh, how he loved his boys.