#caregiver!penelope

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hi JJ! I hope you have been doing really well, I'm super proud of you for reaching 700 followers! I was wondering if I could request a drabble of cg Penelope Garcia x cg Derek Morgan x little Spencer Reid with the prompt “you deserve nothing but the best, even if you don’t realise it. i’m going to be here to show you that until you do.” Thank you so much in advance if you do!

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|| spencer reid x derek morgan x penelope garcia

a/n: my god it feels like I haven’t written cm in so long, please excuse how rusty this might be

warnings: hurt/comfort, pet names, finger sucking, insecure spencer

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Garcia huffs from her spot on the couch of her, Derek and Reid’s apartment. They moved in together seven months ago and three months into that Derek and Garcia found out Reid is a little, they’ve been nothing but supportive of his little side and love to take care of him whenever he needs.

Although Penelope feels defeated right now, she’s not sure what happened. Her and Derek have been watching over Spencer all day, he woke up in his headspace and there was no reason to pull himself out of it as work is off today. They’ve watched movies, played games, done all the fun things Reid loves to do, only now he sits as silent as can be and curled into himself.

Derek must feel the same worry as he slides off the couch, sitting on Reid’s left side, Garcia follows quickly and mirrors Derek on Spencer’s right. A few moments go by, silence that Penelope hates, she’s used to the house always being filled with some type of noise, whether it’s Reid’s rambling or Derek’s music or her own show playing on the Tv.

“Honey?” Her voice is soft, Reid says nothing and just keeps chewing on the two fingers he’s had shoved in his mouth for half the afternoon. At first Derek had tried to trade him for a teether but Spencer was having none of it and Morgan’s never been good at arguing when Reid’s in little space.

“Sweet boy, are you okay?” Calling Spencer ‘pretty boy’ while he’s regressed felt off to Derek so he switched to sweet boy, normally Spencer perks up hearing the pet name.

“Feel bad.” It’s barely audible, Reid’s voice so quiet that it’s a whisper. It breaks both of his caregivers hearts.

“Why do you feel bad honey? Do you feel sick?” Garcias hand is already feeling Spencer’s forehead before he can reply, his skin doesn’t feel warm and he isn’t flushed which eases Penelope just the slightest.

“No, just bad. Today was fun, I just don’t understand.” Despite the quietness of Reid’s talking, he’s still as articulate as ever.

“Understand what?” Morgan moves closer to Spencer and places a hand on his back, hoping to soothe whatever distress his little is in.

“Why you guys are bein’ so nice to me today? You got adult things to do.” It’s been a common occurrence for Reid to become insecure about his regression, claiming that Garcia and Derek have better things to do, it’s not true. They’d spend every day with their baby boy if they could.

“We’ll always be nice to you Spence, you deserve it. You’re sweet and so smart and so so very smart.” Thankfully the boop of Garcias finger on Reid’s nose makes Reid smile a bit.

“You deserve nothing but the best, even if you don’t realize it. We’re going to be here to show you that until you do.” Derek speaks, pressing a kiss to Spencer’s hairline before Reid’s nodding and pulling both his caregivers into a tight hug.

[lover-i-lover]

Little struggles

Parring: Penelope Garcia x Spencer Reid x Derek Morgan

Summary: Penelope comes home to an upset Spencer and Derek trying to comfort him. They help Spencer feel better.

Penelope is so excited to get home. Derek and Spencer took a personal day, while she wanted to join them. She was called in on an emergency and had to leave her little boy with his Daddy. It's not that they don't get along when Spencer's little, it's just that it's harder for Derek to understand him. She hurris op the stairs, so very exited to see her little boy and her co-caregiver and boyfriend after being gone until the night hours.

When she opens the door, she's greeted with a sence she's not happy to see. Derek's trying to get Spencer to take his fingers out from his mouth, and Spencer is having none of it. He's chewing on his fingers and he does not want a teether and he's in tears over this. Derek's desperately trying to calm his tears. "Mama!" Spencer's cries are muffled as he rushes Penelope. She takes him into her embrace and he burries his head into her neck. Derek follows behind him, bright purple teether in his hand. He greets his girlfriend with a kiss. She gives him a very clear look.

What the hell is happending? What did you do?

Derek shrugs and Pen rubs Spencer's back. "Oh baby boy" Penelope snuggles her head into his as she contiues to rub his back. Spencer snuggles close and Penelope knows what she has to do next. She grabs ahold of Spencer's legs and hoists her sweet baby op around her hips. Spencer sniffles and wraps his arms around her neck. Derek sighs quietly as Pen brings their baby to the couch. They all settle down and Penelope motions for the teether. Derek slides op close to them, laying an arm around penelope. She taps Spencer's cheek lightly. Spencer pulls back, still chewing on his two middle fingers.

"You know you can't keep chewing on your fingers, you'll hurt yourself. I'm actaully pretty sure it's already hurting you and that's why you're so upset. So you wil either take this teether, or Daddy wil get you a pacifier. Okay? we just want our sweet baby to be happy"

Spencer slips his fingers from his mouth, still crying slightly and sniffling. "Paci please?" Derek's already op before Spencer gets to please. "That's better, no need for tears baby boy" She uses her thumb to wipe his tears away. It only makes Spencer cry even more. " 'm sorwy Mama" He cries, useing his balled op hands to wipe away more tears. Pen contiues to rub his back soothingly as her little cries. Penelope grabs a tissue and wipes Spencer's face clean of tears and snot. "It's okay, i think you owe Daddy an apology too, don't you?" She asks, almost completely sure he's given Derek a hard time. Spencer nods, lips draw into a sad pout. Derek returns with Spence's favouite pacifier, a kinda clear, plain, light purple pacifier.

Derek goes to pop the pacicfier in his mouth, and he looks rather confused when Spence's hands come op in claws and he pushes it back. Derek glances to Penelope for back-op, she nods towards Spencer. The little grabs his Daddy's hand, glancing to Derek's eyes for a breif moment before focusing on his collarbone instead. " 'm sorwy for givin you a hard time Daddy" Spence mumbles. Derek sighs happliy, holding the pacifier infront of Spence's mouth. "Thank you sweet boy, but it'll be a better apology if you take your pacifier now"

Spence leans forward and takes the pacifier into his mouth even though Derek's not let go of it yet. Derek craddles his cheek as Spence absentmindedly begins to suck on the pacifier. "There's my good little boy, where have you been all day?" Derek teases, dragging his finger tips over Spence's neck, tickling the small boy. Spence wiggles and squeals in Penelope's lap. Penelop tickles his sides and Spence tries to slap all their hands away but fails. He contiues to squeal and wiggle so much that the pacifier drops from his mouth and his gigles and squeals fill the apartment. Penelope's heart melts at her little Spence having fun. "Stop!" Spencer cries with a pout, mood suddenly turing sour again without something to chew or suck on. They do, and Pen grabs his pacifier from between them. She offers it to him and he takes it easyliy, settling down. "Are we having a hard day baby?" Penelope asks, hoping for more insight to her little's mood. Derek pets his cheek. "Yeah, I think we're having a rough day"

"Don't say that, you don't know how he feels about today" Penelope angrily whispers as she leans closer to Derek. "You haven't been with him all day" Derek hisses back.

Spencer whimpers, scrambling off Penelope's lap and down into the counrer of the living room curling into a sad ball of tears. "Oh, sweet boy i didn't mean it like that, i just..." Derek hurries op and to the crying little. Penelop follows, staying a step away to give Spence an exit route. Derek tries to comfort him, but Spence shys futher away from him. "Little one" Penelope crouchs down "We didn't mean to upset you. We wanna help, can you tell Mama and Daddy what you need to feel better?"

Spence stops rocking and takes the pacifier from his mouth, starting to mumble as he stares at his own feet. Penelope can't understand him at all. She glances to Derek, who also can't understand him. He conitues to mumble and cry. Eventually Spence throws himself at Derek. While Derek is confused, he takes the hysterical boy into his lap. Peneplope slides op next to them and lays an arm around Derek. "Baby, Mama isn't sure she quiet understands what it is you want. Are you hungry? Cause Mama wil get you a snack if that's it" She asks. Spencer turns his head, pacifier back in his mouth. He nods a bit. Penelope smiles. "Okay, Mama wil get you a snack. How else are we feeling? You comfy in those clothes?" Pen asks, gently tugging on Spence's shirt. Spence shrugs and Derek follows his expressions closely. "Oh, ah!" Derek curses himself. "This is my fault, i'm sorry" You both look to him in confusion. Spencer more confused as to why Derek's taking the fall for his behaviour. "Why got op early to say goodbye to Mama and we were gonna stay op and then you'd" He boops Spencer's nose. "Take a nap later, but I forgot" Derek sighs to himself. It all clicksfor Penelope "You're grumpy because you're a little sleepy bug! So Mama's gonna fix you a snack" Penelope pushes herself off the floor. She ruffles Spencer's hair. "While Daddy gets you ready for bed" She hints to Derek, gently pinching his shulder before walking to the kitchen. "Alright kiddo, let's get you in your pj's"

Penelope fixes a small kid's plate of, crackers, apple slides with peanutbutter, two small string cheese's with a juice box. Derek brings back a clearly sleepy Spencer dressed in his little pj's. Penelope brings the snack to the couch and Derek brings Spencer. They settle down with Spencer sat in Derek's lap as he eats his snack. Normally the two would give Spencer a bath 20 mintes before bedtime to give his hair time to dry. But they'll have to skip it tonight, she doubts he'd stay awake long enough for a bath. Spencer eat about half before turing it away. Penelope sets it away in the fidge. Penelope finds herself tired too.

They all snuggle op in bed with Spencer in the middle. Spence yawns and turns to snuggle with Derek. Penelope wraps her arms around Spencer's wasit as Spencer snuggles op to Derek. Derek take him into his arms. Derek kisses Spence's forehead. The little one is asleep in minutes. So is Penelope.

[lilveeblog]

girls night

the ladies of the bau have a girls night but jj’s regressed mind has other plans

1.7k words

inspired by the recent women of the bay’s adventures !

Emily climbed in first, her wine glass fullest and she slid into the warm water.

“Oh it’s so nice.” She practically moaned, closing her eyes and taking in the feeling. Penelope was next, eager to get in the water.

“Hm hm hm, this is what I’m talking about babies.”

Then JJ, she slid in next to Emily, making the girls laugh.

“Can’t get away from your girlfriend hm?” Tara asked, JJ stuck out her tongue in reply and settled next to her girlfriend. Emily slid one hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. JJ had had it tough at work the last few weeks but they didn’t want to talk about it. Strictly no work talk! Tara got in last, sitting herself opposite JJ and smiled widely.

“We deserve this.”

“Oh we do,” Emily replied.

“To the badass bau ladies!” Penelope cheered, holding up her glass.

The group chorused in reply and the familiar clink was heard in the hot tub.

The night went on, the women slid in and out, snacked and drank and most of them were feeling quite drunk, apart from the smaller blonde in the corner. All she felt was small. It was taking her longer to get the jokes, to be engaged and she was finding the bubbles a lot more playful than relaxing. The other women laughed whilst JJ spun her fingers through her bubbles and pulled them around her body, creating a border for her castle. Tara watched on, picking up on the quiet girl's behaviour. She left her too it, aware of what was happening but not ready to take her away from the fun just yet. She simply kept a closer eye on the slipping girl.

“What do you think Jay?” Emily asked, slurring her words. She slid over in the seat and wrapped both her arms around her girlfriend. But in the process, broke her girl's bubble circle. JJ let out a mighty whine and pushed Emily away from her and scrambled for more bubbles. Emily sat up immediately and looked at the other two.

“She slipped about half an hour ago,” Tara whispered.

“And you knew?” Emily asked her. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“She’s content, happy, I didn’t want to make a scene of it,” Tara explained.

“Okay okay,” Emily said and leaned back, assessing JJ.

“Jay?” She asked. JJ ignored her, grumpy that she ruined her castle walls.

“Hey, little monkey,” Emily insisted and kicked her lightly under the water. JJ groaned and moved away, kicking her caregiver back harder.

“Ow. JJ!” Emily groaned.

“Eave me lone,” JJ whispered and turned away from the group.

“Do you need to go to bed?”

“Nooo! Jus payin!” JJ whined.

“Okay Jay,” Emily sighed, “if you need the toilet or want to go to bed you just tell me, okay?” JJ didn’t respond.

“Yeah, no peeing in my pool missy,” Garcia teased and JJ let out a little giggle.

JJ sat in her corner, playing with the bubbles but she couldn’t help notice how the other women had changed their conversation and their looks in her direction had become more frequent, she felt awful. She was fighting in her mind, she didn’t want to be small, not now. But she couldn’t help it, she was tired and stressed and exhausted from all the work and everything. As much as it was finally time for a girls night as they all get the time off, she hadn’t been able to slip in weeks- not properly at least and this was going to be her only chance and her brain just did it automatically. But she wanted to get involved in their jokes and them laughing and the wine. She felt alone and annoying. She did need a wee but didn’t want to tell them. She wanted to go to bed but didn’t want to put them out. She wanted to cuddle and nurse but she also desperately wanted to be big. Why was her brain so silly and stupid?

“Oh! Toilet time!” Penelope announced suddenly, jumping up. JJ’s head lifted too, she could sneak off with P and go pee and come back and she wouldn’t be upsetting anyone - right?

“Pen! Wait!” Emily said, JJ looked at her. Emily looked at her too and nodded her head.

“Go with Penny, you’re okay.” JJ didn’t hesitate, she jumped out the pool, being careful not to slip and caught up with Penelope. She was holding her hand out for her but JJ quickly crossed her arms. She was a big girl, she didn’t need to hold hands.

“Okay grumpy girl,” Penelope laughed.

“She hates herself for this,” Emily sighed when her girl was out of earshot.

“What do you mean?” Tara asked.

“That she’s slipped, she’s angry at herself for it. I can see the cogs in her head.”

“Why don’t you say something?”

“Because if I say something she’ll get more upset with me, I just have to be there for her.”

“Why don’t we call it a night in the tub and go inside? It’s getting cold anyway,” Tara suggested.

“That’s a good shout, come on.”

The pair headed inside with the wine and their towels and waited for Penelope and JJ to emerge from the bathroom. Emily decided to set up a little corner for her Jay. She wanted her to still enjoy herself and have fun but didn’t want to stop their fun at the same time and didn’t want JJ to feel worse than she felt currently.

JJ came out shaking her hands in her own world, she completely didn’t notice the women now sat inside.

Emily snuck over behind her and grabbed her hips, pulling her up for a cuddle.

“Gotcha!” she cheered and JJ screamed and began to laugh as Emily began tickling her sides.

“MAMA STOP!” JJ screamed and kicked out her legs as soon as she could. Emily smiled at her little one and JJ huffed.

“Not small,” she grumbled and crossed her arms.

“It’s okay to be,” Emily said and helped JJ off the floor.

“Not.”

“It is Jay, no one minds.”

“I mind,” JJ grumbled and stomped off to the corner. She sat in the corner Emily had made for her and kept her arms crossed defiantly. She was grumpy and did not want to be disturbed.

“Okay, you just sit there and let me know if you need anything, okay baby?”

“Whatever mama,” JJ replied, turning away. She grabbed her iPad and headphones and slid them on her head ready to submerge herself in Peppa Pig, although she was definitely not small.

About an hour passed and the girls looked over their JJ in the corner, she was engrossed in her show but they were ready for sleep. Unfortunately, Emily did not bring any of her little nighttime things, not even her paci which meant it would be a nursing night- if JJ settled enough to allow it.

Penelope and Tara went to the bathroom first to shower and get ready for bed whilst Emily attended to the little one.

“Hey sweet girl, you okay?” Emily asked. She slipped the headphones off JJ’s head and JJ whined loudly.

“What wan mama?” she’d slipped a lot further and it made Emily smile, the way her little voice came out.

“It’s bedtime. Do you want to shower?” Emily asked. JJ thought about it for a moment and tapped Emily’s chest.

“Wif wo!” she said and climbed out of her nest and into her caregivers lap. Emily was so glad the hour to herself in her own world helped her slip properly, slip enough to not care about anything else.

“Of course, monkey. That's fine. Now we have to wait for Tara and Garcia to finish as they are hogging the showers but then we can jump in and get ready. “

“Paci?” JJ asked, leaning back into her caregiver's hold and looking up at the raven-haired woman.

“Mama didn't bring it, baby, I'm sorry.”

JJ huffed and turned back around with a pout on her face.

“But we can nurse all night if you like.”

“In here?”

“Yeah angel, the girls don't mind.” JJ blushed at the thought of the other woman seeing her doing something so vulnerable but knew they truly didn't mind. And plus, Tara had seen it before.

Emily got JJ showered and ready for bed in her pyjamas and they snuggled up on one of the pull-out sofas.

“Mama, mama,” JJ cooed and reached for Emily under the covers, with the fan on it was cool and nice which all the women appreciated.

“Mama’s here,” Emily smiled and grabbed her girl's hands. It wasn't long until JJ was latched to her nipple, nursing. Penelope walked past and cooed softly- despite the blanket over her face, it was still a cute sight.

“Pen, can we have a towel for her to sleep on?” Emily asked, thinking in case of accidents.

“In case she has an accident?” Tara asked.

“Oh I can do better than a towel for that,” Penelope said softly and ran to her bedroom. Emily was grateful they both understood but felt the glare from her little one.

“Its’ to keep the sofa safe from your little bladder,” Emily teased and tickled JJ’s side a little. JJ wiggled under the covers and pushed the hand away, still keeping her latch on Emily’s nipple. Nursing was her favourite comfort.

Penelope returned after a few minutes with a waterproof bedsheet. Emily smiled and they worked as a four to put it on. JJ climbed straight back under the covers and reached for Emily, ready to go to sleep - the whole might have exhausted her.

It wasn't long before she was fast asleep, the other women chatted a little more about the smaller girl, endearingly. JJ, big or small was always the most protected of the group, the most loved and cared for. They all adored their sweet thing and wanted to keep it special- even on girls’ night.

[natsuki-bakery]

⁎˚ ఎ CG! Penelope Garcia HCs ໒ ˚⁎

hihi !! could I request cg!penelope garcia headcanons ? :3

•Penelope is always ready to lend an ear, making sure her little one feels heard and understood. She has a knack for picking up on your emotions and providing the perfect response to comfort and reassure you

•Creative and funny Activities : With her vibrant personality, Penelope loves organizing creative activities like arts and crafts, storytelling, and baking. She encourages you to express yourself through these activities, ensuring you're always engaged and having fun

•As a tech genius, Penelope incorporates fun and educational tech activities into their routine. She might set up interactive games, educational videos, or even simple coding lessons tailored to her little one’s interests

•Colorful and Cozy Environment : Penelope's space is always colorful and cozy, filled with soft blankets, pillows, and fairy lights. She creates a safe and comforting environment where her sunshine can feel at ease

•She loves organizing themed days, such as “Superhero Day,” “Pirate Adventure,” or even “Fairy Tale Day.” These special days include costumes, decorations, and activities related to the theme, making every moment magical and exciting

•Penelope is incredibly affectionate, always giving hugs, gentle touches, and positive affirmations. She’s supportive of her little one’s needs and insecurities, constantly boosting their self-esteem and making them feel loved

•Routine : While she loves spontaneity, Mama Penelope understands the importance of routine for her little one. She maintains a stable schedule with set times for meals, naps, and activities, providing a sense of security and predictability

•Penelope encourages open and honest communication. She teaches you to express your feelings and thoughts in a healthy way, always validating your emotions and guiding you through difficult times

•Garcia loves surprising sweetie pie with small gifts or treats, whether it’s their favorite snack, a new toy, or a fun outing. She believes in the joy of unexpected moments of happiness

•Being protective by nature, Penny Poppins ensures that her little one is always safe. She’s vigilant about their environment, making sure it’s secure and free from any potential hazard

•She uses positive reinforcement to encourage good behavior and achievements. Her praise is genuine and enthusiastic, making you feel proud and motivated !

•Care Giver Garcia incorporates mindfulness and relaxation techniques into your routine, such as guided meditation, deep breathing exercises, and calming music, helping her little one to manage stress and anxiety

If you're in the basic criteria , are DSMP fans, vivziep0p fans , h0tel/h3lluva b0ss fans, Owl h0use fans, St4r butterfly fans, Ghibli fans, ddlg/abdl blogs, nsfw/k!nk blogs, anti-agere blogs, or anti Christians/Christianity blogs : just dont interact !

[jester-jpeg]

Maybe Penelope garcia Cg! Mood board? I never see one 😟

˗ˏˋ penelope garcia !cg board ꕤ*.ﾟ♡

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she would be such a playful and awesome caregiver, totally perfect for keeping you entertained and happy <33

hcs under cut REQUESTS OPEN

(my eyes kinda hurt so requests are still open, but i won’t get to them until tomorrow aka nov. 29th)

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penelope garcia caregiver headcanons:

≫ she has a n64 (obviously) and buys all sorts of games she thinks you’ll like, but she mostly looks for 2p games so she can play with you

≫ she collects Zelfs for you, the toys on the top right of the board (please look them up, they’re so awesome, i had one when i was younger and they are so garcia vibes)

≫ she 100% jumps on any opportunity to read you dork diaries and diary of a wimpy kid. she likes to read them to you in order and keeps a sparkly bookmark matching the cover in each book. she carries one of each series (each being the book you’re currently reading together) and sometimes you catch her practicing the voices for the characters. she likes to do the voices becuz it makes you smile and she loves that

≫ she has a whole TON of stuffies for you at her apartment (you two have already discussed which plushies are for you to play with, and which ones are hers that aren’t for playing)

≫ she’s very sweet and tender about scolding you, always making sure that you know exactly what the problem was, why it’s a problem in the first place, and how to do better next time.

≫ whenever you get overwhelmed/overstimulated/etc. she’ll say it’s time to take a “breath break” and hold your hands while saying “deep breath in the nose… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, hold… 1, 2, 3, deep breath out the mouth… 1, 2, 3,” she has you both repeat this until either she can tell you’re calm or you tell her you are

≫ tea parties are her specialty, she bought you the cutest little tea set and you two play all sorts of dress up for the tea party. she’ll pretend to be different characters attending the party, like one time she dressed up as the queen of hearts for the tea party and kept saying “off with her head!!” making you laugh and smile

≫ when you’re sleepy or just in the mood to relax, she’ll snuggle you into a blanket burrito and pull you into her lap while you two watch your favorite shows. occasionally she’ll kiss the top of your head and will check in on you to see if you’re uncomfortable or bored

thank you so much to everyone who read this, i love you all so much, and i hope you have a fantastic day. never dread a day that hasn’t started yet, prepare for bad things, don’t expect them. good things are attracted to energy, don’t scare it away by accident. you’ve all got this <33333

[little-buggy-beetle]

Criminal Minds: Age Regression

Tag: @queer-and-utter-chaos @mothmans-kingdom

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Caregiver Penelope Garcia <3

Absolutely love her!!

@lunalovegood134

[eflen-n-reegee]

Caregiver Penelope Wilhern Headcanons (Penelope)

Since she had a pretty lonely childhood, she is super eager to play any and all games with you. She especially loves playing pretend, since neither her parents or Jake were very good at make-believe.

She also LOVES doing things outdoors. Even when it’s rainy, she’ll bundle you up and take you out to jump in the puddles.

If you speak French, Penelope will have full conversations with you. If you don’t, she’ll try to teach you some French words and phrases - and she’s a SUPER patient teacher.

She’ll also teach you piano if you’re interested, and will happily play your favorite song ten times in one day.

Because of everything she went through, it’s almost impossible for her to say no to you, even if you start to get unreasonable. She’s much better at distracting you with something else instead of explicitly saying you can’t do or have something.

She has a fairy garden that she lets you help with, and tells you all about the plants growing in it. (She can talk about plants for a while, but she doesn’t mind if you move the decorations around while she’s talking.)

She loves reading to you, especially classic novels. She does voices and explains any outdated words or terms that might confuse you.

Any time there’s any kind of street fair, you are there. She loves looking around the stalls and always finds something to surprise you with.

Penelope likes to wear somewhat unusual clothes - odd patterns, bold colors, interesting embroidery, etc. If you’re willing, she loves to dress you up in similar outfits so you can stand out together.

She is constantly kissing your nose and telling you how beautiful you are, and you know she means it with all her heart.

[spencereidluver]

M is for Merry Christmas

december 22, 2008

summary: It is the annual Christmas party hosted by Penelope at the BAU, you get a little too drunk- and in turn- a little too handsy with your shy boyfriend. He decides it's time to take you home, where he takes care of you as you sober up and deal with your hangover.

word count: 3.3k

warnings: drunk!reader, mentions of vomit and a somewhat descriptive scene of reader doing so, somewhat caregiver!spencer but not really (reader is hungover and he is just very sweet and caring) there is also sort of a brief one sided angst where reader thinks spencer is upset with them

“Watch where you’re flinging them arms sweetheart, I’ve got papers on my desk,” Derek laughs as you very ungracefully kneel to the floor next to his desk chair. Spencer was sat in Derek’s chair, calmly taking in the atmosphere. 

“Well maybe if you did your paperwork faster you wouldn’t have to worry,” you teased, earning a laugh from your team which filled the bullpen of the BAU. 

It was the annual Christmas Party at the BAU headquarters, a tradition that started when Penelope joined the team. The team didn’t often take cases over Christmas, unless they were urgent, and this year was one of those when you had the holiday off. Penelope stocked the party with plenty of goodies, and you’ll be the first to admit, maybe you got a little too carried away with the alcohol that she had provided. But in your defense, you rarely drank. This job didn’t allow for it often. And now that you had the chance, why not take it? 

You were playing with the hem of Spencer’s charcoal gray slacks, the slacks that came up just a little too high on his lanky figure. It wasn’t too obvious when he was standing, but now that he was lounged in a chair, it was blatantly obvious his pants were a good three or four inches too short. 

Emily approaches you, handing you a glass. “Another drink, Y/N?” She asks. You take the drink. 

“Are you purposely trying to get her drunk?” Spencer questions. He reaches down to entangle his fingers in your hair. 

“Babe, ‘m not drunk!” You protest. You’re lying. 

Your words linger around Spencer’s head. Babe. You’d called him pet names before, but never so casual-like, and never had you in front of your coworkers. 

You hide your giggle into Spencer’s leg. Nothing funny happened, but you felt like laughing. You knew you were drunk. But you were having fun. You took a sip from the glass Emily had just given you.

“Y/N, you’re laughing at nothing! You can’t tell me you’re not drunk,” Spencer chuckles at you. He finds humor in your attempts to convince him and a group of profilers you weren’t wasted.

“Hey hey hey, Pretty Boy, she’s having fun, don’t rain on her parade,” Derek says.

“Yeah, Prett’boy, don’t rain on my p’rade,” you say, mocking Derek and Spencer simultaneously. You take another sip from your cup before reaching your arm up and offering it to Spencer. “Drink?”

“No, thanks,” he says, shaking his head. You shrug before chugging the rest of the cup. 

Penelope Emergers from her office, carrying a tray down the stairs. “Guess Whatttt?” She says in a sing-song voice. She rounds the corner and extends the tray out for the team to have access. “I brought shottts!”

You practically jump from your position on the floor, leaving Spencer in Derek’s chair and rushing to Penelope, well, more like the tray of drinks she was holding. 

You, Emily, and Derek surround the shot tray while Hotch and Rossi were sat observing and eating crackers from two other desks in the bullpen. With three taps of his glass on the tray, you Emily and Derek have a mouthful of vodka. There are three remaining glasses of clear liquid remaining. 

Derek takes a step away to open the view of the tray up. “Hey, do any of you guys want these?” He shouts. He was on the verge of being drunk, starting to lose control of the volume of his voice. 

“No, I’m not a big vodka drinker,” Spencer says, swiveling gently left and right in Derek’s chair. He’s not drunk, but he may be having the most fun of anyone while he’s playing in the rolly chair. 

Hotch and Rossi share a glance at each other, before Hotch speaks up. “No, you three go ahead, you seem to be enjoying yourself.”

Derek closes in the gap he’d opened, grabbing another shot glass. You and Emily follow his lead, waiting for his three taps. Your mouth burns as the liquor fills it, you’re quick to swallow before taking a sip of water as a chaser. You smack your lips, giving a three-way high-five to Emily and Derek. 

“Those are my girls,” Derek says as he pulls you and Emily into a group ‘bro hug.’

You leave the tupperware party that had formed around Penelope, walking toward Spencer, who was still spinning in the chair. 

“Hey,” you say as you approach him. You grab onto his tie, leaning forward and resting your free hand on his thigh to be face-level with him.

“H-hi, Y/n,” he chokes out, the position you’re in having made him a bit flustered. You lean in to kiss him, but your drunkenness causes you to stumble and miss his lips, leaving a big sloppy kiss on his chin. You let yourself fall into Spencer’s lap, situating yourself on his upper thigh and letting your legs fall over his lap. He wraps one arm around your waist, the other drapes over your shins and his hand holds your calf. He shoots you a worried look. “How much have you drank?”

You giggle, letting one of your hands reach around his back to fluff his hair. “Not that much,” you lie to him. 

“Y/n.” His voice is slightly stern. You begin to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt with your free hand.

“‘m fine, baby, I promise,” you say, leaning into his shoulder. He jumps slightly as the word ‘baby’ falls past your lips. He can’t help but let the smile he’s forming peek through a tiny bit. Still playing with the buttons, you manage to pop the top two open with just your fingers. You let your fingers slip beneath the fabric of his shirt and begin to trace little shapes on his bare chest. He shivers into your touch, but tries his best to hide it. 

His grip tightens a bit on your waist, fingers digging into your ribs slightly, causing you to squirm against his lap. 

“I’ve got one more round of shots for three of my favorite agents!” Penelope says as she returns from her cave once again. You look to Spencer, almost as if asking permission, before standing up and stumbling to Penelope. She was only a few feet away, but your footing was sloppy. 

You, Derek, and Emily grab the shot glasses, doing a “cheers” before pouring the liquid down your throats. Emily brings hers down with a “wooo!” sound. You and Emily sip down your chasers afterwards, but Derek has drank all his. His cup was empty.

“Hey sweetheart,” Derek says, raising his eyebrows at you, “Go grab that waterbottle off my desk, would’ya?” 

You nod at him as you once again stumble over to his desk. This time, you make your way behind the chair Spencer’s sat in, grabbing the plastic waterbottle from the corner of the desk. “Catch,” you say, throwing the bottle directly into Derek’s hand.

“Damn, girl, the NFL should’ve drafted you, not the FBI,” Emily jokes.

You turn around, leaning over the back of Derek’s chair to rest your hands on the shoulders of Spencer. You’re starting to really feel the alcohol now, your head was swirling. Spencer reaches his hand up and grabs yours, running his thumb over the back of it. You let your other hand fall downwards, grazing over his few inches of bare chest that was still exposed from the open buttons. He gently squeezed your hand. You lean down, burying your face in the crook of his neck, planting soft kisses, and letting your hands chase further down his clothed torso.

Spencer clears his throat. “Alright,” he says, standing up and sliding the chair out of the way. “It’s time I get this one home.” He grabs the small of your waist, hoisting you up and throwing you over his shoulder without so much as a grunt. Gasps were heard around the room.

“Reid, you’ve been holding out on us. If I’d have known you could lift people like that so easily I’d be sending you on tacticals instead of Morgan.” Hotch said, half joking, but still with the serious undertone he always has with his jokes. 

“Damn,” Derek gasps. “Look at those muscles.”

“Oh be serious, it’s just Y/n. She’s statistically much smaller than the average unsub.” Spencer states as he adjusts you on his shoulder. You’re face down to the ground, the blood rushing to your head. 

“Yeah, be honest guys, Spencer would get his ass kicked by a majority of those guys,” you jokingly say. 

“Not if I have my gun,” Spencer defends himself, beginning to carry you toward the door.

“Bye, Y/N!” Emily shouts, giving you a big wave that you can’t see. “I love you!”

“Don’t be too tough on her now, big guy,” Derek laughs, poking fun at him. 

“Oh shut up!” Spencer says.

“Don’t let him take me!” You beg as you watch Spencer get closer to the door step by step. “He’s ruining all the fun!”

“Bring her back!” Penelope shouts from the top of the stairs. 

“She’s had her fun, it’s way past our bedtime,” Reid says, turning around to face the team. He lifts one hand to wave goodbye, the other still holding you on his shoulder. “She’ll regret this when she’s throwing up all day tomorrow. Have a Merry Christmas, guys.” He turns and exits the building all while the team bids their farewells.

Spencer carries you the entire way from the BAU office to your car in the parking lot. You’re still slung over his shoulder as he opens the passenger door. He leans into the car and gently lets you fall into the seat. He tucks the loose strands of hair falling in your face behind your ear, then places a delicate kiss on your forehead. He buckles your seatbelt as he ducks out of the car, stopping in his tracks when he locks eyes with you. 

Your eyes have glossed over, having had the time for the alcohol in your system to have begun filtering through, a terrible hangover was building. 

“Are you alright?” He asks, leaning back into the car. You nod in response, resting against the headrest of the passenger seat. “Are you sure? You had a lot of alcohol, Y/N.”

“‘m okay,” you say, reaching a hand out to grab ahold of his forearm that was stabilizing him above the car seat. “Just got a headache.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. Let’s get you home and into bed, m’kay?” He’s gentle with you. Soft. Caring. He runs his thumb over your cheek once before closing the passenger door, making sure not to slam it as he’s sure a headache has begun to form. He was right. 

Spencer jogs quickly around the front of the car, climbing in the driver's seat and turning the key. He turns the volume on the radio down, another thing that could trigger your headache. “I’m gonna take you to my apartment, okay?” He says, placing his hand on the back of the passenger seat and looking over it to reverse out of the BAU parking lot. 

‘Does he know how attractive that is?’ You ask yourself.  

After reversing, he drops his hand down to your mid thigh and gives it a slight squeeze. You begin to doze off, the effects of the alcohol taking its toll much faster than expected.

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You wake up in Spencer’s bed. He’s asleep beside you, arm wrapped around your waist holding you close. You’re unsure of the time. Come to think of it, you don’t even remember getting into Spencer’s bed. He must’ve carried you. 

Spencer’s apartment is hot, which is strange because he always kept the thermostat at 68, and you could hear the air conditioner running. You gently lift Spencer’s arm from you and place it down next to him, the need to escape from the heat of the blankets outweighing the comfort of his embrace. Saliva begins to coat your throat, the kind that swallowing won’t help. Oh. Oh.

You are going to puke. 

You hurriedly sit up on the bed, not giving yourself enough time for your body to stretch before jumping down and rushing into Spencer’s bathroom. You kneel in front of the toilet just in time before the contents of your stomach have become the contents of the toilet bowl. Tears well in your eyes as you struggle to catch your breath between bouts of vomiting. You’re trying not to gag, trying to be quiet, just wishing it would be over. The sound of your sickness echoes through the wall shared by the bathroom and Spencer’s bedroom, waking him from his sleep-addled mind. Spencer jumps to his feet as if his life depended on it, hurrying to the closed door to the bathroom.

“Y/n?” He called softly while pushing the door open. You’re sat on your knees in front of the toilet, pale and trembling. Once he sees you, there’s no hesitation before Spencer is knelt beside you, gathering your hair in one hand and gently scratching comforting patterns on your back with the other. Another wave of vomit hits you, leaving tears streaming down your face as you recover. 

Spencer shushes you softly, still scratching your back. “It’s okay baby, I’m right here,” he whispers at you as he wipes tears from your eyes. “You’re going to be okay, baby. Do you want me to get you some water?”

You can barely muster a nod in response, feeling a bit neglected when he gets up to go retrieve it for you. Yes, you did want water, but you also wanted Spencer. 

As soon as he leaves the bathroom, you’re hit by another round of vomiting, this time left to deal with on your own. Spencer hears you from the kitchen, causing him to rush. “I’ll be right there, Y/n,” you hear him yell from across the apartment as the bile spills past your mouth, some trickling down onto your shirt. Damn it, this was kind of a nice work shirt, and now it has hangover puke all down the front of it.

Spencer returns to the bathroom, glass of water in hand. He sees you frantically trying to pat away the vomit on your shirt with a few squares of toilet paper. He sits the glass on the edge of the counter, rushing to your aid. “Hey, let's just take this off,” he says, helping you to pull your shirt over your head. Only being left in your bra, the air is cool as it hits your bare back. It feels good. 

Spencer grabs the glass of water off the counter, handing it to you. “Here,” he says, “rinse your mouth out real quick.” You do as he says, swishing the room temperature water around in your mouth and spitting it into the toilet. Spencer fills the bathroom sink about half way full with water, then places your soiled shirt in the basin to soak. After, he returns to you, taking the glass of water from your hand and situating himself back on the floor behind you. 

You lean back against him, your back to his bare chest. You sigh, grateful beyond words for his presence, for the warmth of his touch amidst the cold grip of illness. His steady mind anchored you in the midst of discomfort. You remain there together on the floor of the small apartment bathroom for what felt like an eternity. Spencer offered you quiet words of reassurance and helped you to drink water while you struggled to regain composure. Eventually, the violent spasms of sickness subsided, leaving you exhausted and shaky in Spencer’s arms.

“Can we go back to bed?” You whisper, your voice hoarse and raw from vomiting. 

“Of course, baby, let's brush your teeth though. Vomiting exposes your teeth to the stomach’s highly erosive acids which eat away at the enamel at lightning speeds.” Spencer rambles. You groan in response, not having the energy to hold your arm up for that long. “I can help you, Sweetheart, you just got to stand up for me, ‘mkay?” You nod, struggling to your feet. Spencer picks you up bridal style, carrying you the few steps to the sink and sitting you on the counter facing him. He removes your soaked shirt from the sink and hangs it over the edge of the bathtub to drip dry. 

Spencer situates himself between your legs, takes your toothbrush from the cup and wets it, applying a swipe of toothpaste to the bristles. You part your lips as Spencer brings the toothbrush to your mouth. 

His brushing was gentle and slow, yet thorough. You rest your head against his shoulder as he does so, too weak to hold your own head up for long periods of time. He uses his left hand to cup your cheek so as to keep your head still as the toothbrush makes friction against your teeth. 

“You’re doing great, Y/n,” he says as he moves the toothbrush away from your mouth. “Need to spit?” He directs your head over the sink by your cheek, allowing you to spit the toothpaste into it. He rinses your toothbrush off and returns it to the cup, then hands you the glass of water. You drink the rest of it. 

Spencer plants a heavy kiss on your lips, your cool minty breath causing him to shiver. “Ready to go back to bed?” He asks, locking his arms around your waist and pulling you up to his chest. You nod into his shoulder and wrap your legs around his hips and arms around his neck as he carries you back into his bedroom.

He carefully lies you on the mattress, pulling the covers snug around your cold, bare torso. He joins you on the other side of the bed, climbing under the covers himself and snuggling up against you. 

“I’m sorry,” you murmur weakly as your hands explore his unclothed back. 

“Don’t be,” he replied, brushing a stray strand of hair from your forehead. “I’m glad I could be here for you. It’s my job to take care of you.”

“I shouldn’t have drank that much in the first place,” you say. “I’m sorry you had to see me like that.”

“No. You had fun, and you were in a safe environment. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying a night drinking every now and again. And each time you do, I’ll be here to take care of you afterwards.” 

“Thank you, Spence. And I’m sorry if I embarrassed you.” You’re thinking back to him in Derek’s chair, and how you were being a little too comfortable with him. You knew Spencer was shy about showing off your relationship, not because he wanted to hide you, he was proud of you. He was just new at this, he was still learning how to love you publicly. 

“No, Y/n. Don’t be sorry. It kind of made me realize I want to be able to show love for you in public too. Y/n, I love you so much. I could never be embarrassed to be loved by you.”

“I love you, Spencer. I love you so much.”

“I love you. Now, get some rest, honey. Hopefully you feel better in the morning.”

You smile into his chest, your heart swelling with love and gratitude for this man who held your hair back when you were at your worst. You could spend eternity here. In this raw, vulnerable state that made you feel at home between Spencer Reid’s arms.

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next chapter: N is for New Years

other parts: Spencer Reid A-Z Masterlist

view the masterlist in a calendar version! 

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a/n: i wrote this fic way faster than i thought i was going to (three days) however i am pretty confident in it. i'm really enjoying being back! i'm really hoping i am able to stay on this writing kick for a while, i'm always the happiest when i'm writing. i'm hoping to get the next part out within the next week, so stay tuned for that!

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[littlereaderxfandoms]

Bring your little to work day

Request (by @eviebuggg): I wanted to request a CG!Hotch x little!reader where the reader comes along to work at the BAU with him (could be for the day, having being busy and bringing them along)! Meeting the other agents and all that ^^ maybe the reader takes an interest in wanting to see what he does (and they try to keep the gruesome pictures away lol!)

CG!Hotch x university!little!reader + BAU team

Summary: Hotch takes you to work with him.

Genre: Fluff (?)

Length: Around 1.5k

A/N: Loved the idea. Cannot say that I love the outcome. Y/N has been used. The reader is a university-going kid. Gender is unspecified.

Hotch had made a nice peaceful morning routine for you that you followed every morning. If you woke up with him, you would quietly follow him around as he made breakfast, otherwise he would wake you up after he made and ate the breakfast himself. This was followed by getting you and himself ready to leave the house. Usually, he would drop you off at your university on his way to work.

But not today. Today was different and you were buzzing with energy which also made the entire morning much more chaotic.

Today was bring your little to work day. This means, you would be going to the BAU with your daddy and you were so excited. Other than JJ being a little herself, who would be bringing her caregiver Will to work, only your Aunt Penny had a little, although he was away for work. So you and JJ were going to be the only littles in today.

“All right. That’s enough.” Hotch said with a stern look as he put the clothes in his hands back into the wardrobe. “If you can’t choose something, I will.”

“But daddy! You said I could choose!” You stomped your foot lightly, pouting at the stern look.

“Yes, but we have a time limit and you can’t seem to be able to choose anything.” Hotch gives you a pointed look, making you deflate a little. He sighs, “How about your favorite teddy hoodie and jeans?”

You nod quickly, “Yes please.”

Hotch kisses your forehead, making you smile, before helping you change.

“Alright, go wait downstairs.” Hotch nudges you towards the door before turning around to change himself. You flop on the couch as soon as you get to the living room, still sleepy from the late night you had because of assignments and studying for upcoming tests.

About 15 minutes later, you were leaving the parking garage of your apartment building, sitting next to Hotch for once as he drove. The ride was filled with music and singing, with Hotch joining in every once in a while on your insistence.

Hotch had to threaten you with the harness before he even parked the car as you tried to open the door before he was done parking the car. The threat did its job and you kept quiet and waited for your daddy to open the door for you.

However, as soon as you walked into the bullpen, you were running over to the group of agents standing around Spencer’s desk.

“Uncle Spencer! Uncle Morgan!” You squealed, just happy to be meeting everyone after weeks.

Spencer was quick to get out of the chair and pick you up before Derek even had a chance to do it. Both of them still grinned, showering you with compliments and questions about how you were doing. Emily and Penelope weren’t far behind, trying to take you away from the guys. But everyone stopped when they heard someone clear their throat, looking towards Hotch, who was standing there with his and your bag, a stern look on his face.

“Y/n.” That one word was enough for Spencer to put you down on your feet again and for you to look down and avoid eye contact. “What’s rule number one when leaving home?”

“No running away…” You mumble, still not looking up.

Hotch comes closer, lifting your chin to meet your gaze, “And what did you do as soon as the elevator doors opened?”

“Run off…” You sigh, knowing you might be in trouble, and for good reason.

“This is your final warning. If you run off or try to run off again, the harness is going on.” Hotch let go of your face, kissing your forehead as if it would soothe the stern tone of his warning. Not going to lie, it did.

“Yes, daddy.” You nod quickly, not wanting to get in trouble and especially not wanting the harness.

“Harness?” Derek asked, making you pout and hug your daddy, burying your face in his chest for comfort.

“Yeah, I got her one of those kids harness thingys. She kept running off whenever we were at the park and I just had enough.” Hotch shrugs, rubbing your back gently to help you stay calm.

“Ah…That’s a good idea. Although, considering you are using it as a threat means she doesn’t like it?” You heard Spencer.

“Not one bit.” You replied, burying your face further into Hotch’s chest, making him chuckle while the others laughed or smiled.

The rest of the morning was spent with the others working at their desks and you in Hotch’s office, helping him with delivering files when you were playing games on your phone or sitting in Hotch’s lap, just cuddling him.

Derek took you to McDonald’s to get lunch for everyone, and the entire ride was spent singing loudly. And after the amazing lunch, it was time for your nap time and you were quick to claim your daddy’s lap as your napping spot. Hotch couldn’t help but smile at this, loving the cuddles.

However, when you woke up, you were alone in his office, on the couch with a throw blanket covering you. A quick peek outside the window confirmed that the others were in the room with the round table. You took a moment to think about what to do before making your way to the room with the round table, using your blanket to cover you, wanting to see what their work was like.

You tried to be sneaky as you stood outside the room for a bit and tried to listen in but that failed soon enough for a couple of reasons. First, you couldn’t really understand much in your little mindset, and second, the door was opened by your daddy who was looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Hi daddy…” You gave Hotch the most innocent look you could muster, making him shake his head with the chuckle.

“No more eavesdropping little one.” Hotch says as he lets you in, guiding you to one of the chairs on the side of the room.

“Wanna see what you do daddy!” You wiggle, excited again.

“Yes, and you can sit there,” Hotch gave you a pointed look, making it clear you were to stay on the chair, “and listen to us discuss the case.”

“Okay!” You squeaked, wiggling a little in your seat.

The team proceeded to discuss the case, however, there was nothing on the big screen and everyone kept looking at their tablets while talking in more advanced vocabulary so you wouldn’t be able to keep up.

This made you frustrated about not understanding and curious about what they were looking at. You chose to stick to the curiosity as you slowly rolled your chair closer to the table, trying to peek at the tablets.

However, your plan failed as Hotch turned the tablet away at the last second, not letting you get a chance to see the tablet, making you whine before you saw the pointed look you were getting. You spent the rest of your time in that room facing the corner.

Thankfully, you were let out after the meeting ended and the others returned to their desks with Hotch taking you back to his office. However, you ended up in the bullpen after a bit as you got bored of staying in the office while Hotch was in an online meeting.

It didn’t take long for the bullpen to turn into chaos as you kept trying to look into files and the others kept taking them away, trying to keep the gruesome pictures away from your innocent gaze. It only stopped after Rossi came out of his office and threatened you with the corner and told your daddy on you, making you pout.

The rest of the work day was spent with you being entertained with different magic tricks that Spencer knew and trying to make a mug cake in the break room microwave with Derek and Emily. Penelope gave you a lollipop before she left to pick up her little one from the airport. JJ and Will left not long after Rossi stopped you from looking in files.

“Y/n. Spencer.” Hotch called out, stepping out of his office, and making the two of you look up. “Spencer, I’ve told you not to do those tricks here. That rocket thing could hurt someone.”

“Sorry Hotch.” Spencer shot Hotch with a sheepish smile.

“And Y/n, come on, you need to pack up your things so we can go home.” Hotch prompted, making you pout as you went up the step, dragging your feet.

You were all packed up and ready to go home in about 10 minutes, letting Hotch carry your bag as you went around the bullpen, giving goodbye hugs to everyone. Derek picked you up as you hugged him, turning away from Hotch.

“I’m kidnapping her Hotch!” Derek exclaimed, tickling you a little, making you squeal and giggle.

“Absolutely not. Give me my baby Derek.” Hotch spoke with a fake stern tone. “Before you end up having to do reports from everyone while we have a dinner at Rossi’s.”

Derek was quick to turn back around and put you to your feet near Hotch at the threat, making you giggle and the others laugh and encourage him to kidnap you.

After a few more hugs, you were back on your way home, falling asleep in the car with a single thought in mind.

Daddy’s work is so fun, I need to hang out there more.

[cryptid-agere]

Little! Spencer Reid agere moodboard + some headcanons!

Okay so in my opinion Spencer is both a baby/toddler regressor and also a teen regressor.

When he's super duper tiny,, he likes to sit on his bed and turn on his star night light and just watch the roof. Usually a caregiver will be close by to make sure he gets everything he needs. Also is canonically lactose intolerant so only oat or almond milk for my boy.

When he's a bit older say about 3-4 he LOVES READING!

Yes the books are usually for 5-7 year olds but his advanced reading skills allow them to do so! Caregivers such as Hotch, Derek, and Penelope love seeing him talk aaaallll about his books and will read to him if it is so requested.

Also during this toddler time, spencer loves the museum! Especially the sections about the human body or human history!!

Just forever giving off "I know more than you" energy.

For teen regression,, this is where Spencer just really allows himself a teenage experience. Listening to grungy music, just having time to himself without having to worry about others.

Aaron usually is the one to keep an eye on them when they're like this as moodiness is aparent but allowing him to openly express it is apart of the healing. And having a straightforward caregiver like Aaron allows for this to be possible.

Also,, teen movies! Absolutely movie nights with the other teen regressors and caregivers is essential as spencer never really got to have time to watch these films. ❤️

[babyniigo]

Hehe friend hi!!! Friend had a scenario idea!, Kanade and Mizuki are taking care of little Ena and Mafuyu and go trick or treating with them!

Mafuyu dressed as a knight or bunny, Ena dressed as candy or something! Meanwhile Kanade is dressed as a vampire and Mizuki is corpse bride! Mizuki would have packed the little bag before then left with everything they needed: pacis, stuffies, sippy cups and bottles and teethers and toys! Even coloring books :3c

Kanade would gently scold the two babies if they ate too much candy!

Hallo!!!

Halloween with agere niigo!! ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

Oooh I love Halloween niigo! Kanade vampire and Mizu C-Bride is sooo fitting!!! Also bunny mafufu and enanan dressed as Penelope from reckit ralph !!! Soooo many candy stickers and pins on her hair and cute little overalls to match!!! Mizuki puts her hair in a mini side ponytail and it makes ena gleam with happiness! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

Mizuki is the most responsible caregiver ever !! She has the prettiest backpack but inside of it is all the candies, and all her babies needs and wants ! She knows they’ll have tummy ache so she prepared pain relief meds in case!! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Kanade has to be the little more stern cg but gently… ena likes alll candies but Mafuyu likes the apple ones. If Ena’s regressed to around 6, she’s more sneaky with the candies and she sneaks the baby mafufu some too!! Mafuyu is just 2-3 that she can’t really comprehend it’s wrong but she loves apple candy!!! They nom too much…

When their tummies hurt from eating too much.. ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ kanade will cuddle them and give them tummy rub until the babies feel soothed and comforted again !!! ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶꒱ྀི১

[ur-fav-is-agere]

Penelope Garcia from Criminal Minds

Is a mama caregiver!

[lilveeblog]

sisters to the rescue

the group get a surprise visit from jj’s mum and it sends the poor girl into a crazy, scared headspace

but penelope can’t have that! read as she looks after her big sister in the best way.

it had been a rough day. both girls started off quite small, jj smaller than penelope with her cute pull up on and nightshirt waddled into emily’s room this morning for nursing and cuddles and penelope trudged in with as many teddies as she could carry not long after. it was a slow morning for the girls, a nice one. they made pancakes, with their matching aprons from uncle rossi tied around their waists. then they went for a walk around the nearby lake which was needed to get their energy out and then it was nap time but they were all awoken by a rude intruder. jj’s mum.

the knock on the door was hard and sudden and woke up jj instantly. penelope stayed asleep. jj sat up and rubbed her eyes, she’d fallen asleep in emily’s bed but there was no emily, only her little sister and all her stuffies. she felt herself older but not by much. she stretched and slid out from under the covers before heading to the stairs to try get a sneak peak at who had knocked. she could hear her mama talking.

“you can’t be here right now,” emily said to the stranger at the door.

“she’s my daughter, i can’t pay her a visit?”

“not without permission. you know this sandy-“

sandy? it was jj’s mum. her throat went tight and she felt herself instantly going to that headspace she hated. she wanted to be sick. she needed to be sick. she hadn’t seen her mom in 3 years, ever since the restraining order had been put into place.

“sandy i can call the police.”

“oh please, just let me see my daughter.”

“no can do.”

“emily.”

“sandy.”

“fine. i’ll go but i’ll be back.”

and that’s what terrified jj. is her mother knew their new address, her mother very much could come back at any point.

“jj, is that you?” emily asked when she made sure sandy had left the premises. she turned to the girl curled up at the top of the stairs, sobbing into her knees.

“she found me,” she cried out. penelope then came out of the bedroom, smaller than before. she was confused why her sister was crying, who had found her?

“jj she won’t come back. i’m going to call the police and get this figured out.”

“no she will come back. she’s going to come get me, take me away!” jj sobbed.

“no jay, that won’t happen.”

“emily it will!” jj cried out! she got up from the stairs and charged to her bedroom .

“jay,” emily called out, heading after as quick as she could but was met with a door slamming in her face.

“jj otay?” penelope asked sadly, pulling at her caregivers shirt.

“oh pen,” emily sighed and turned around. she took the girl into her arms and held her tight and penelope hid her head in her neck. she hated seeing her sister hurt. so hurt.

that was hours ago and jj hadn’t left her room since and it worried emily. she was notorious for a lot of bad things when in this headspace and although her room had been checked for drugs and alcohol they hadn’t done a sharp objects sweep in a while and emily couldnt get it out of her head. derek was on his way over to look after penelope but pen wouldn’t leave the house without knowing her sister was okay.

emily had made penelope a snack to keep her occupied and decided to bed upstairs.

that was how we got to the current predicament. emily knocked softly and opened the door. jj was lying on the bed with her headphones on, curled up against the wall, in her safest place. having a bed in the corner made everything safer.

“how you feeling kiddo?” emily asked and jj glared at her; she hated nicknames.

“jay,” emily sighed and jutted out her hip.

“don’t want to talk. leave me alone.”

“jj, i have to make sure you’re safe can you at least come downstairs?”

“no.”

“jj, i can’t keep an eye on you up here.”

“you don’t need to, fuck off.”

at that, penelope appeared behind her caregiver and jj let out a mighty groan. penny whimpered and emily reached out to hold the younger girls hand.

“emily, just get out!! both of you! out!” jj screamed and threw the pillow at the door where her two bestest friends stood.

“jj, i know you’re upset but-“

“are your deaf? fuck off emily!” another pillow was thrown in emily’s direction. penelope whimpered from behind her caregiver.

“both of you,” jj added, more quieter and emily sighed. she turned around and put a hand on penelope’s shoulder.

“come on love, let’s give jj her space,” she said. penelope looked at emily, pleading her to stay and help her big sister who was so clearly in a lot of emotional pain but emily shook her head. jj was in no way able to communicate right now, not effectively at least. they had to give her space.

not an hour later, derek arrived but even two caregivers weren’t enough to keep an eye on the sneaky penelope. while derek went to the toilet and emily prepared dinner, pen gathered up as many stuffies as she could, two colouring books and her pencil case before scurrying up the stairs to her sisters room. she didn’t both knocking.

jj sat there with a scowl on her face as she took in the sight of penelope. pen shut the door with her foot and came further into the room. she dropped the things at the foot of the bed and jj moved her knees closer to her chest. she didn’t want to colour but she couldn’t turn down penelope.

“i came with some things to make you feel better,” penelope said in her sweet little voice.

“don’t want it,” jj grumbled and turned away.

“jj, no be grumpy,” penelope said and climbed onto the bed, she crawled beside her sister.

“leave me lone,” jj whispered and turned more toward the wall.

“no.” penelope said stubbornly. she crossed her arms and legs and faced jj. jj whimpered. “i not leaving.”

“why? i’m no good anyway.” jj sighed.

“cus you need a friend an i your best one,” penelope said. she reached over and grabbed jj’s favourite stuffie her teddy bear which looked just like your traditional teddy bear. it was jj’s favourite toy of all time.

“this you next best one,” penelope said and handed it over. jj whimpered.

“don’t want that pen.”

“take it, for cuddles.”

“don’t want to,” jj whimpered louder.

“it make you feel good.”

“no!” jj shouted suddenly. she desperately wanted to cuddle it but she felt so embarrassed in this headspace. she wanted to colour but she couldn’t. she wanted to cuddle with pen but couldn’t. she wanted to do it all and be nice to her little sister who was only trying to help but couldn’t. she felt useless and stupid. penelope sighed and crossed her arms on a huff and the door opened again. it was emily and derek.

“what’s going on here?” emily asked in her strong voice.

“nothing,” penelope said, glaring at jj.

“penelope, jj?” derek asked, looking between them.

“nothing, she said,” jj sassed. she climbed off the bed in a huff, knocking the colouring books and most of the stuffies off the bed in the process. she stormed to the bathroom but emily grabbed her wrist before she could.

“let go; need a wee.” jj whimpered and pulled at her arm.

“jj,” emily warned.

“just a wee for gods sake!” jj screamed and ripped her hand away, she went into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind her. emily sighed and turned to penelope.

“what did i tell you about giving her space young lady?”

“mama i jus wanted to see her. be there for her!” penelope replied.

“but i gave you specific instructions to leave her alone.”

“she need friends.”

“she needs alone time.”

“i don’t always need to be alone,” jj said from the bathroom door. she shook her hands dry and walked through the room.

“jj you told me to fuck off.”

“that was earlier. pen can stay. you and derek can leave,” jj explained. she got herself comfy on the bed again, hiding in the corner and emily looked at her sadly but didn’t argue.

“dinner will be ready in 20.”

the caregivers left and jj sighed. she watched as penelope piled her teddies back onto the bed.

“sorry,” jj muttered.

“no need be. they all fall all the time, they clumsy.”

jj couldn’t help but let out a crack of a smile.

“clumsy huh?”

“yeah they always fall off my bed too,” penelope explained. “it’s just cus they’re stuffed.”

“oh yeah; stuffing does that,” jj teased. penelope nodded and smiled and sat back in her spot.

“you wan cuddle?” penelope asked and opened her arms. she tapped her lap and jj sighed. she did want a cuddle, not a proper one though- that was embarrassing. instead, she laid her head down on penelope’s lap and let the younger girl run her fingers through her hair.

“i know your mum is scary,” penelope said, almost coming out of her headspace now.

“pen you- you don’t have to,” jj said, going to sit up but penelope held her down.

“i’m here for you.”

“you can do both.”

“i know and i am. i know your mum is scary but you don’t need to act so hostile towards us all okay?”

jj sighed, she hated how she treated everyone. “i know i just get so angry.”

“i know but mama always says to take deep breaths when we’re angry.”

jj whimpered. penelope was right. “i’m sorry i got so angry at you penny, you don’t deserve that.”

“it okay sis. i understand,” she whispered, slipping again now.

“i love you penny,” jj sighed. she never said things like that in her headspace and penelope knew that. she smiled wide.

“i love you.”

not long after, emily entered again.

“dinners ready downstairs, come on you two,” she said, smiling softly at the cuddles they were having, jj was half asleep on penelope’s knee. penelope slid out from under jj and headed off downstairs and emily waited patiently for jj to move. she did so, slowly. she rubbed her eyes and whimpered, looking up at her caregiver sadly.

“you okay?” emily asked, knowing her girl was in fact not okay. and at the question, a flood of tears came. emily sighed sadly and walked over to her little one and sat beside her, jj curled herself up and emily pulled her into her side. jj tried to fight but emily was having none of it, she held her little one with a closeness of love and promise.

“mama’s here,” emily whispered and pulled jj’s cross her lap. jj clung to her caregiver.

“mama’s right here, you’re so so safe.”

“jj bad.”

“jj isn’t bad baby,” emily sighed and rubbed her girls back. “she’s so good but just hurting and that’s okay. it’s okay to hurt, it’s okay to have big feelings.”

“was mean.”

“you was mean but i know you feel bad about it and i know you want to say sorry and i also know you’ve already said sorry to penelope. everything is going to be okay.”

“jj scared.”

“oh baby you don’t need to be scared. mama is going to keep you so so safe.”

“even from mum?”

“especially from her my little love. you’re safe with mama, okay?”

“otay,” jj whispered and cuddled into her caregivers neck, feeling smaller than she has all day.

“mamas got you,” emily whispered and held her girl tighter. “i’m right here.”

for the rest of the night, jj didn’t let go of her mama. wether it was holding her hand, being in her arms, sitting on her lap, it was all about being close to her mama. penelope was just the same. emily didn’t mind having two girls stuck to her hips, it just meant extra cuddles in bed that night. and that’s how they slept, all three of them cuddled under the millions of jj’s comfort blankets and hundreds of penelope’s teddy bears.

[royaldaycare]

WELCOME TO MY BLOG!

Hello !! I'm Logan (or Johnny!) and welcome to my daycare! you can call me Logan, Lo, Johnny, big brother or dada! I also occasionally go by saint or my OC's callsign, Sparrow!

A little about me ! :

I use he/they/it pronouns as well as some neo's and xeno's too!

I'm trans, gay and asexual! I'm also questioning whether I am poly or not!

I am an age regressor and a caregiver! (my agere blog is @gh0stlyb34r !)

I'm 19 and my birthday is June 3rd!

I'm from the uk!

my anons! ;

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I am a 100% sfw caregiver! any nsfw accounts will be blocked!

This blog is a safe space for regressors and caregivers alike! anyone that makes this blog an unsafe place will be blocked immediately

My rules!

dni ; nsfw, edsh, zionist, racist, homophobic, against Palestine, transphobic, ableist, trump supporters, anti agere, ddlg/abdl accounts, anti petre

boundaries ; keep all terms used for me either masc or gender neutral, do not flirt with me (even if it is as a joke or friendly), please keep all asks sfw.

My interests!

games ; call of duty, overwatch, resident evil 4, forza horizon, roblox (royale high, dress to impress, obby's and tycoons!), fnaf, poppy playtime, indigo park, red dead redemption 2, animal crossing new horizons, good pizza great pizza, hogwarts legacy, valorant, a little to the left, unpacking, mario kart 8, mario kart wii, just dance, the last of us

movies/shows ; deadpool & wolverine, deadpool, x-men, harry potter, fantastic beasts, atsv/itsv, marvel, star wars, the umbrella academy, stranger things, the batman, titains, heartstopper, young royals, criminal minds, fnaf, arcane, ghostbusters, barbie, oppenheimer, nimona, christopher robin

musicals ; les miserables, hamilton, waitress, the greatest showman, la la land, hairspray, dear even hansen, heathers, high school musical, lemonaid mouth, annie, descendants, beetlejuice, mama mia, tick tick boom, into the woods, mean girls, in the heights, little shop of horrors

youtubers ; pezzy, elasticdroid, puffer, grizzy, smii7y, gtlive, game theory, warn, frogger, aspen, beaplays, dawko, ethan nestor, blarg, thedooo, coleydoesthings, film cooper, dechart games, hthaze, james marriott

musicians ; james marriott, taylor swift, mcr, twenty one pilots, billie eilish, hozier, noah kahan, sleeping at last, the smiths, laufey, chappell roan, bruno major, paramore, novo amor, depeche mode, p!atd, daughter, djo, feels like july, florence the machine, frank sinatra, gerard way, ghost, lady gaga, lemon demon, lily allen, maya hawke, 1d, 5sos, mitski, micheal jackson, sleep token, taylor austen dye

misc ; books, dolls (monster high, lol, rh), pop figures, lego, posters, flowers, pin badges, jewellery, halloween, fall/autumn, deco pacis, colouring

DISCLAIMER ; I hold all of my faves accountable! I do not support jkr, noah schnapp ect!

My faves !

celebs/authors ; pedro pascal, hugh jackman, ryan reynolds, ali hazelwood, kit connor, oscar isaac, hayden christensen, ewan mcgregor, tom hiddleston, andrew garfield, tom holland, aiden gallagher, eddie redmane, aaron tveit, erik j brown, david tennant, josh hutcherson, david harbour, wynina ryder, natalia dyer, maya hawke, matthew gray gubler, thomas gibson, aj cook, barry sloane, neli ellice

characters ; John 'Soap' MacTavish, Simon 'Ghost' Riley, Captain John Price, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick, Robin Buckley, Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Penelope Garcia, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Loki, Logan Howlett, Scott Summers, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Leia Organa, Ben Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, Newt Scamander, Din Djarin, Deadpool, Steven Grant, Marc Spector, Danny Zuko, Jean Valjean, Ben Florian, Flynn Rider, Aziraphale, Crowley, Nick Nelson, Charlie Spring, Diego Hargreeves

dividers by @/chewtou , Lydia banner by @kodaswrld , bj banner

[gh0stlyb34r]

penelope garcia would be the best caregiver in my opinion ! she's super fun and caring !! I love her so much ! >_<