#caregiver!agatha

[dykevidal]

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmy agatha harkness headcanons

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🔮 sheʼs autistic and has bipolar disorder

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🔮 her special interest is bunnies, there is something in the shape of a bunny everywhere in her room. hats, pajamas, blankets, plushies, even her pacifier

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🔮 she has always had a habit of fiddling with her necklace around her fingers when she has anxiety

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🔮 knows a few languages which are italian, spanish, french and russian. she likes to use latin as a means of communication with close people

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🔮 she can speak telepathically in the minds. which she didnʼt know it was possible until she learned it thanks to wanda. she will take it as an advantage to play with her

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🔮 ^ "stop speaking in my mind!" "no, you stop speaking in mine! donʼt you like my voice there?" "ughh, why I taught you how to speak telepathically??" "because you love me :33 now get your voice out of my head hot stuff. still what a pity you canʼt read my thoughts :P"

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🔮 her safe food is greek salad 🥗

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🔮 bunny regressor 🐇

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🔮 sometimes agathaʼs age when she slips into little space can be 18 or 7

🔮 her hearing is not sensitive but she would still be bothered by so much crowding and sounds. she would look for a quiet place with wanda or rio

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🔮 agatha is a little and at the same time a caregiver (to wanda/rio)

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[saphiccarma]

You don't have to if you're not comfortable! I had a little idea of reader getting too overwhelmed and laying their head down in Agathas lap while she's reading or doing something that's been keeping her busy- and the reader just goes silent while Agatha figures out what's happening since reader is usually never like this before realizing they slipped into little space.

Just a lot of fluff and reassurance, reader mostly doing gestures and hand motions to try and say what they want without crying and getting more overwhelmed- maybe getting tucked into bed with a small stuffed animal and Agatha humming while running her fingers through their hair :)

- I'll take care of you

Relationships - Agatha Harkness x Little!Reader

Summary - After a rough day you seek solace in the only person who can give it to you.

Warnings: None really. Little!Reader and Caregiver!Agatha

A/N: this was a nice change of pace from the usual smut. I'm sorry it's short but I'm actually kinda happy with it :) I loveeeeed this request

Your skin felt as if it had been set on fire, a tingling sensation that spread through your whole body. Sniffling slightly, tears brimming your eyes, you shuffled into the living room, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders like a shield.

Cars outside raged - you hated living on a busy street - and the birds crowed. The wind whipped against the windows harshly, banging the shutters around and knocking trees into the wall so that they clattered loudly. The added sound of rain pounding onto the roof made you feel like it was all too much.

Nearly instantly your eyes locked onto Agatha's form, neatly sitting on the couch. She had her legs propped up on the coffee table, crossed and jeans creasing at the corners. In her hands was a book that she had been reading all day - it wasn't often Agatha had been invested in something for so long that she hardly paid attention to you, but it was happening now.

You’d been vying for her attention all day. Whining at her childishly and stomping your feet to get her attention. If anything, she ignored you more. Or you made your steps loud and dragged your feet when walking past, hoping she would finally give you a time of day. Nothing you did worked, she was too engrossed in her blanket.  

You weren't sure what it was about, and you couldn't care as you dragged your feet over to her. Hands tightening on the blanket, you stare down at her from where you stood, hoping she would look up and notice her. But she was too engrossed in her book. You needed her right now. Your brain was so foggy, overwhelmed by the day, and you just wanted to let go. Let Agatha take care of you and make you feel safe and cozy.

When her eyes stayed trained on her book and not you, you huffed childishly before plopping down on the couch next to her. After a moment you lean over and duck under her arm, placing your head in her lap. She glances at you, just briefly, with a smile on her face and settles a hand atop your head. She brushes some hair away with slender fingers before resuming her reading, still ignoring you. Tears sting the corner of your eyes as you bite your lip.

The simple touch douses you in a wave of cold water, soothing the sting of your skin. The burning buzz disperses, and you feel better now that she���s touching you in a tender way.  

Slipping your hand out of the blanket cocoon you have; you tug on the hand that rests atop your head. Agatha still doesn't move. Frustrated, you bring it around and hold it close to your chest. Then an idea strikes you, and in your quickly fading mature headspace, you lift her fingers to your mouth. You part your lips and suckle on the digits, eyes fluttering at the sensation of comfort it gives you.

It wasn’t something you did often, much like Agatha’s obsession, but you needed that right now. Agatha gives a surprised hum, glancing down at you and her eyes remain for the first time all day. You hear the book softly fall shut as she places it aside and her other hand brushes through your hair.

"Darling?" she asks softly, waiting to see if you'll respond verbally. All she gets in response is a whine and you burrow your head further into her lap, "I see," she sighs, a small smile gracing her lips. She knows now, knows you're little and don't feel like being big.

Usually you were quite verbal, almost always babbling about something with excitement. And she always eagerly listened, but your silence was a key indicator that you were in little headspace.

Her nails scratch against your scalp lightly and your lips curl around her fingers tighter, as if afraid she'll leave. "I'm not going anywhere," she murmurs, sensing your intentions. The two of you sit there for a moment, her hand running through your hair gently and you sucking on her fingers while you keep a blanket cocoon firmly wrapped around you.

Agatha checks the time, noting how it's still quite early, but she can see the way your eyes are fluttering shut and your lips loosen on her fingers slightly. Gently, so as to not upset you, Agatha removes her fingers from your mouth.

The reaction you have is instant, hands shooting out to pull her back with a low, frustrated, whine. The weight of her fingers settling back on your tongue calms you down once again.  The woman above you chuckles slightly, an amused sigh leaving her.

"I think it's time for bed," she hums, swiping hair away from your face with delicate fingertips, "C'mon."

You shake your head petulantly, quite comfy here, despite how heavy your eyes are. Laying here with her for now sounds nice, it's peaceful and you can pretend the rain isn't pouring outside. A finger gently taps your chin, turning your head to look at her. She raises an unimpressed eyebrow, but muted amusement shines in her eyes, as does affection.

"Yes." Her words are firm, and you practically melt into her, "You're sleepy and Mommy thinks it's time for bed, hm?" She doesn't give you a chance to argue, instead leaning down to press a tender kiss to your forehead before popping her fingers out of your mouth and slipping out from under you.

Giving her a firm, well as firm as you can when in little headspace, you whine and make grabby hands. Your lips pucker into a pout as your feet kick out. Arms outstretched, you give Agatha wide, pleading eyes, begging her to pick you up. She makes a show of rolling her eyes, but lifts you up by your armpits, situating you on her front like a child. The blanket falls off your shoulders and onto the couch silently.

The minute her hands are supporting your thighs; you wrap your arms around her. Then your face buries in her neck and you sigh. She smells like husky amber and something that is so uniquely Agatha, something you can't place. But regardless, it smells like home - it smells safe. Her strong arms have no problem carrying you to the bedroom.

"Alright, hon, let's get you into some comfy clothes yeah?" Agatha places you on the bed gently, giving a soft smile. Reluctantly, you let go of her, lips pouting once again, as you watch her wander over to the dressers. She picks out a pair of pajamas for you, holding them up for you to see.

Shaking your head, you cross your arms over your chest, not liking the pair she chose. They were scratchy and always too hot, no matter how cold it was. Agatha mutters something unintelligible before putting them back and choosing a different pair. You give her a happy nod of approval and in return you are rewarded with a soft murmur of, "Good girl."

The praise makes your heart warm, and head grow heavy as she tugs on the hem of your shirt. You lift your arms obediently, letting her replace your shirt. Pants come next, Agatha tugging them down your legs and having you step in the new pair.

"There we go," she gives you an appraising look, "All nice and cozy. Now let's get tucked into bed."

She gently guides you to lay down, but not before tugging the blanket out from under you. Agatha moves with practiced ease as she drapes it over your shoulders, tucking in the corners nice and tight, just how you like it. Then your eyes widen when you notice she's forgetting something and your hand shoots out, catching her wrist and giving it a sharp tug. For the briefest of moments Agatha looks confused, then she takes in the tears bubbling once again and it clicks.

Your plushie is snatched from the end of the bed and handed to you. You wrap your arms around it, tucking it close to your chest and giving your caretaker a watery smile. A tender kiss is placed to your forehead, her lips lingering comfortingly as she murmurs a soft, “I love you.”

Then her lips trail down, and she presses a little kiss to your nose, which crinkles a the touch, before blowing a teasing raspberry to your cheek. You giggle a little, your eyes shining with something other than tears, and squirm away.

Agatha chases after you, smothering your face in loving kisses even as you playfully struggle, pretending to push her away, “Aggie!” you laugh softly, the sound quiet but filled with joy, “That tickles.”

“Alright, alright.” A final kiss is placed to your forehead before she’s securing the blankets around you and rounding the bed to the other side.

"Comfy?" she asks, not really expecting you to respond. She slides into the bed, above the covers since they are wrapped so tightly around you, and her hand rests on your head. It only takes a second before she's carding her fingers through your hair gently, nails lightly scraping every now and then.

When it becomes clear you aren't going to sleep from that alone, Agatha starts humming a tune. You aren't sure what it is and your brain is too clouded for you to bother figuring it out. All you know is that her hands feel so nice in your hair, her voice is drifting through the room softly, and you are nice and cozy.

You hardly notice the cars outside the window, or the rain, or the wind, or the worries of the day - focused solely on the peace of the moment. Eyes fluttering shut you sigh in content, scooching to lean against Agatha's leg.

She laughs softly, a momentary pause in her humming, "Rest now," she whispers, "Mommy will be right here when you wake up."

Closing your eyes, you relish in her touch and soft humming, quickly slipping into the realm of sleep.

[rios-bug]

Caregiver Lilia Mood-board

Lilia is a flip but she mostly stays in caregiver headspace.

She’s mamma to her littles

She gentle parents the coven knowing they all have complicated past and just want to be taken care of now.

She packs little bags for all of them just incase when they go places.

She plans many little activities such as going to see Christmas lights or seeing fireworks.

She cooks for them all.

And she lets them help when they’re regressed if they want to.

She also teaches them basic tarot with some children’s cards if they’re interested. (Mostly Alice is)

Likes to read to them. But will sometimes let them read with her if they would like.

Does small things like making them a fort or a movie marathon to let them have fun.

Knows all of their comfort items by heart and can name them off within seconds.

They all want mamma snuggles at least once a day of their small. And she happily gives them.

Shes very protective

[criblovr]

₊ ⊹ new territory ₊ ⊹

pairings: cg!agatha harkness x little!reader

summary: agatha was a friend of yours and knew of your regression but you both never bring it up, until agatha catches you at the wrong time

tags: implied fem reader, fluff, inexperienced mama agatha, pacis, toys! , dolls, playtime, bonding, you are a witch ! , very bev coded..

notes: writing this instead of my termpaper

It was a slow day for you. You didn’t work today and didn’t have any spells you needed to work on. The house was clean— dishwasher empty, sheets washed, and carpets vacuumed.

Your makeshift nursery was calling to you and, of course, you answered. You had a princess tent in the corner, a cube organizer that held all your toys, and a dresser with your other items. (Diapers, clothes, socks, etc.)

You hadn’t cleaned it the last time you played in there… you had toys all scattered around the floor. Your dolls were everywhere and their accessories were hidden in each crevice.

But you already were feeling small… and you didn’t want to clean!

Instead, you changed into comfy pjs, took your paci out and placed it in your mouth.

You giggled at yourself, so excited to play. You grabbed a few dolls from the floor and scooted to your tent. You dressed them into new clothes and brushed their hair.

You got bored rather quickly and ran to your toy bin and grabbed your baby doll. You loved playing mommy!

Knock, knock, knock.

You froze.

No one should be knocking. You didn’t have any plans, you hadn’t invited anyone today. You whined out loud and scrunched your face up. You started crying, mad that someone was trying to interrupt your playtime.

After having a quick fit, you wiped your wet cheeks and left your room. You stomped your feet the entire way to the front door.

Knock, knock.

“Comin’ !” You yelled, trying your best to sound like an adult.

When you opened your door, you froze once more.

Agatha?

“Well, hello to you too.”

You shook your head, trying to rid yourself from the visual shock spread across your face.

“Hi, Agatha! Um— what brings you.. what are you doing here?”

You internally grimaced. You didn’t mean to sound so blunt and rude but you always had a tendency to when small.

“Mmh, I feel so honored!” She waved her hands around in her dramatic manner as usual.

“Sorry! Sorry! Wanna come inside?”

Agatha pushed past you and entered without a response. You rushed to catch up to her.

You and Agatha had been friends for about 2 years now. You weren’t the closest of friends but you both had gotten use to each other and there was a friendly atmosphere now. (mostly.)

She taught you magik, new spells, and so much more. She was like your mentor, although Agatha would never admit that.

She knew about your regression for a while now. You didn’t ever plan to discuss it with her but she discovered your nursery and you had no choice. She was accepting and didn’t ask any questions, just nodded and left it as that.

“I have a new spell, finally! I was starting to get bored of teaching you the same thing— what are you wearing?”

You looked down at yourself. You were wearing mismatched socks, a pink night gown, and… your paci clipped to you.

“Leave Agatha. Now.” You held your head high but your voice trembled. You wanted to play with your toys, not have to explain yourself to someone again. Agatha shouldn’t have arrived without calling, but she never liked using her phone anyways.

“Just- I’m not making fun of you, alright? This is.. you’re regressed, right?”

You scrunched your face at the word ‘regressed.’ You never really described yourself as regressed, it felt too medical.

You balled your fist but nodded.

“Agatha Harkness, pleasure to meet you.” Agatha held her hand up for you to shake.

You couldn’t contain your giggle. You shook her hand and smiled, shyly. You had already forgotten why you were upset. You had someone to play with!

“C’mon!” You grabbed Agatha’s hand and dragged her to your nursery. She let herself be pulled and laughed too.

Once you both entered your nursery, you let go of her hand.

“Play dolls with me, please? Gots lot!”

Agatha looked a bit nervous, out of character for her.

“We can play dress up? Agatha not like dolls?”

She shook her head, “I love dolls, what kind of dolls do you have?”

You smiled, “all of them! Baby dolls, barbie, ‘merican dolls!”

“Can you show me?”

You nodded, eagerly.

You slipped your paci in and made a place for you both to sit. You kept your paci in as you showed her all your dolls, your small lisps making Agatha smile.

After a while, you began squirming. You proceeded to show Agatha all the accessories you had and babbled on. But Agatha couldn’t ignore your squirming.

“Hon? Do you have to go.. to the potty?”

You whined, “don’t gotta go..” You went back to babbling and dolls but Agatha stopped you again.

“I think you should go potty, hon.”

You dropped your doll with more force than you intended and moved away from Agatha. You turned away from her and went to your toy bin. You wanted to play alone, now.

You heard quiet footsteps then a hand on your shoulder.

“Let’s go to the restroom, sweetheart,” her tone gentle but firm.

You whined harder. “Don’t have to!” Your face turned red and wet with frustrated tears.

Agatha kneeled down to your level, “Hey, it’s okay, honey.” She pushed a small strand of hair behind your ear. “I know you wanna keep playing but you need to potty, sweetheart.”

You huffed, still angry. You grabbed Agatha’s hand and let yourself be lead to the bathroom. She turned the light on and turned to you. “Do you need help or are you a big girl?”

You smirked a little. “ ’m a big girl.”

You went inside and closed the door, leaving it open just a crack.

And well… you did need to go.

[littlestsheriff]

agatha agere moodboard

[lottiesboy]

the hahnverse is full of mama cgs,,,

agatha harkness -> eve fletcher -> delta simmons

jennifer barkley -> claire debella -> carla dunkler

[alittlespa-gay-ceforme]

CG! Lilia

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CG!Jennifer Moodboard!🩷

CG!Alice Moodboard!🧡

[littlepurples-world]

I did some agathario inspired colouring pages when little earlier :333 (on an app called recolour)

+ 2 for lilia

[agatha-agere-all-along]

Mamagatha

Welcome to my agere side blog, 'm Lunar! And I recently finished Agatha All Along! I LOVEDDD it, and I really like the idea of Mama Agatha!!

Will post fics, reblog Agatha agere related content, and talk about it here!

Here will also be fics of little reader, and CG Mama Agatha! babysitters might be Alice (Auntie ally!) Lilia (Gramgram!) Jen (Auntie Jenny!) Sharon (Auntie Shally!) Or Billy! (Bobo!)

First fic in the series! I also take requests! You'll see if they're open on my inbox! (Note: I'll only write Little reader + CG! All relationships with reader are platonic! I imagine reader is around 17 - 19, and a witchlet/witch in training!)

DNI in bio!

(ALSO NOTE!! I've only watched Agatha and WandaVision!! So I may get things wrong!)

In this AU, everyone made it off the road, which was real once Billy MADE it real. And while they were on the road, found you! A covenless self taught witch, who sung the witches road song and opened the door. And they took care of you while they made it off the road! Also this AU takes place a year after the show! Agatha is kinda reformed, and you don't really have a place to stay, so you live with her! Also, they officially are called the 'Mama coven'!

[justalilecho]

Hi echo!!! Could you do Agatha and Rio cgs with chaotic padded regressor? If you’re not too busy or anything. Thank you either way!!

Cgs!AgathaRio x padded!chaotic!little

(Requests are open! Feel free to send one in~)

[deaths-girl]

been a baby rio truther since day 1

[babyduchesswan]

Hihihi 🧸 agatha harkness plssssss

⋆͛🦢🧸☁️⋆͛ little agatha harkness

[ur-fav-is-agere]

Agatha Harkness from Agatha All Along

Is a caregiver!

[rios-bug]

Thinking of mama Jen holding little Rio as little Alice plays on the small piano mommy and mama got her. As mommy Lilia is braiding baby Aggies hair.

[rios-bug]

Caregiver Rio and little Alice core

“Weird” kid X “weird carer”

“Bubba!! Can we go look for bones today?”

“Ofcourse kiddo! It’s been awhile since we’ve added to the collection, hmm?”

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“Bubba, look what I have!” *holding out hand full of worms and bugs*

“That’s very cool, bug. But remember to let them go, okay? They don’t belong in our pockets, right?”

“Yes, I know!”

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“Bug, what’s in your pocket?”

“…not a frog! Cause that would be not nice for the froggy.”

“Buddy, do you have a frog in your pockets?”

*sighs* “I’ll let him go”

[bunnybuunn]

Little puppet.

Summary: Agatha finds out that little!reader is Wanda’s weakness and decides to steal her from the witch.

Warnings: Age regression, slight Mommy!Wanda, manipulations, force regression, Dark!Agatha.

Agatha knew, that she just has to wait. It won’t take too long until she finds something, that might be Wanda’s weakness, and when she would find it, she won’t hesitate to use it against the redhead. Agatha spend days, watching closely as Wanda was living her little perfect dream life, and honestly, the witch was getting bored out of her mind. Until one day when she saw someone, who might’ve helped her with her little mission.

You were sitting on the front yard of Wanda’s house, reading some children’s book. At first your unusual mannerism and childlike behavior confused Agatha, but then she looked closer and saw you as the perfect opportunity to get more control in the whole situation with Wanda.

Her sly smile grew bigger, when the witch came out of the house to check on you with an anxious look on her face. Just like that Agatha realized, that taking you away from Wanda would make her lose her stability and the last crumbs of her sanity.

The next couple of days Agatha spend waiting for a perfect opportunity to show up at Wanda’s house. And when that opportunity finally came, the witch was there to use it.

Wanda was already losing control of everything, and she felt extremely bad because she couldn’t be a nice caregiver to you today and give you enough attention. When her neighbor entered her house, she almost sighed with relief.

She actually needed help today, even if that meant letting Agnes take care of you for a couple of hours.

„But Mama, I can’t leave you!”

You protested, not wanting to leave your mama’s side. Wanda smiled softly at you. She didn’t want you to see her struggle so much and she definitely didn’t want you to worry about her. It was her job to take care of you, and now she was failing at it badly.

„I’ll be fine, baby. Just go with Agnes!”

You glanced at her once again and nodded. You wanted to help her feel better, but maybe she just wanted some alone time or some peace and quiet. You got up from the floor and grabbed your stuffie, excepting Agatha’s hands. The woman leads you out of the house and then brought you back to her place, not letting you out of her sight not even for one second.

Something strange was in her eyes, her look wasn’t caring like Wanda’s, it was more of the possessive one. You tried to hide your obvious anxiety, but Agatha could’ve still feel it.

The woman approached you from the back when you were putting your teddy bear down on the couch, and you almost flinched when you notice how close she was to you right now.

„Why are you so scared, my dear? I won’t bite.”

You haven’t notice when and how her eyes started to shine with a purple glimpses, you were too busy worrying about your mama. Your body and mind only reacted when her fingertips touched your forehead, making your brain blow up with the sudden tones of reappeared memories.

Your life flushed before your eyes, as you finally got free from Wanda’s spell.

„See? I just wanted to help you."

Agatha voice was the first thing you heard when you finally got back to your usual mindset. You shook your head before taking a long glance at your own body just to see yourself wearing some stupid pink clothes. It wasn’t your style at all, but it was what Wanda wanted to see on you.

„So, I am free now, right?”

You asked Agatha, hoping that you finally found a way out of the Hex and soon you’ll be able to return to your usual life without someone playing with you like if you were a puppet.

However, Agatha haven’t given you an immediate response.She just winked at you slyly and then put her hand on your back, gently caressing it.

Somehow her touch made you more relaxed and you were almost close to slip into the littlespace once again, even though it was the last thing you needed right now, giving the whole situation.

„You are free, darling, there’s just something I have to show you, so you won’t get fooled by that witch again.”

Agatha slowly lead you to the basement door. In any other situation you wouldn’t go in the strangers basement, but since the woman had just freed you from your kidnapper you couldn’t say „no” to her simple request.

You went along, not pushing her away or fighting her touches. You needed some comfort right now, after you just got your mind back.

As both of you got downstairs you felt the familiar anxious feeling that made your stomach twitch. The basement were empty and cold, and it didn’t take you long to realize that it was just another trap. You were ready to turn around and run, but Agatha soft whispers prevent you from doing that. Her words were soft and even though your mind couldn’t understand what she was saying exactly, it felt like your whole body understood her just well.

The next moment you felt how your mind went empty again.You weren’t feeling pressured that time like you had before. There were no struggles or fear, it was just pure peace and emptiness. Your body became much lighter, and you almost lost your balance, but Agatha’s hands quickly caught you before you could’ve fell to the cold floor.

„Feeling better now, my dear?”

You immediately nodded, giving in to her powers. You were not only regressed, but completely folded under the pressure of her magic and her soft whispers.

Agatha chuckled, titling your head up a little bit so she could see your little face and your beautiful empty eyes.

Now she knew what exactly Wanda had found interesting about you.

„Use your big girl words, doll. Mommy can’t understand you.”

You frowned, trying to say something, but failing to complete a whole sentence even in your thoughts. Agatha smirked, knowing that she had you exactly where she wanted too. Too weak and empty minded to argue or talk back. Or talk at all.

„Yeah, Mama.”

When the words had finally escaped your mouth, she smiled, leaning down to give you a kiss on the forehead. It was strange for her to feel some kind of affection towards someone, but she wasn’t resisting. It was nice to have someone by her side, even if it was against their will.

„Good.”

Agatha murmured, her low voice send chills down your spine, but somehow still kept you calm. It was almost like you were depended on the sound of it now, but you weren’t complaining.

You couldn’t complain.

Agatha gave looked you up and down, before gently pulling the bow out of your hair. She got used to Wanda’s awful fashion choices, but now when you were in her care, she wanted you to look exactly like she wanted you too.

„I know that you got used to red and pink, but I hope you don’t have anything against purple, doll.”

Taglist: @tinylilacbun @aew-regression-cove