#caregiver eddie munson

[desolatecure]

Eddie shows up unannounced at Steve’s house, not expecting to find a little boy stood in his place. Figuratively.

Age regressor Steve, pure fluff ´ˎ˗

—kink regressors dni

(this is a repost off my twitter page so the format is wacky)

For Steve, it was just one of /those/ days. He didn’t know what they were and it seemingly happened at random, like he couldn’t control it.

Sometimes certain things trigger him, though. Like the time he opened a music box and a lullaby sang softly out of it, sending him into a strange headspace where he felt 10x younger than he really is.

Vulnerable in a thrift shop with only Robin to confide in.

Today, however, he had made himself comfortable on the couch after flipping the tv on and finding that the channel selected had been the kids channel, and as it flickered to life he heard the theme of scooby-doo ring out.

He was too comfortable to change it, finding himself immersed in the show, giggling along to it and curling up more on the couch as he chewed on the edge of his blanket.

When the doorbell rang, Steve jumped and the blanket slipped from his mouth as he sat up.

“Stevie! You home? I can see your car, man.” Eddie’s voice made Steve gasp and shoot up off the couch, racing to the foyer.

“Eddie!” Steve swung the door open, blanket wrapped around his shoulders, nearly slipping on the shiny floors with his socked feet.

“Oh- hey, sorry. Didn’t call before I came, I know. Dreadful etiquette.” Eddie chuckles, stepping into the house as Steve shuts the door behind him.

“You up for a smoke? Brought a six-pack too.” Eddie holds up the case of beer and grins.

The grin falters when he looks back at Steve’s face, eyes wide like he has no idea what Eddie’s talking about. “Whuh- huh?” Eddie frowns as he walks into the kitchen, Steve following in tow.

“You alright, sweetheart?”

Steve nods and giggles in response. “Like when you say that.” Eddie’s eyes widen, then he furrows his brows, leaning against the counter.

“How old are you feeling, Stevie?” Steve just sits at the kitchen bench and sways his feet, thinking about it.

“Dunno… maybe..” Steve bites his lip and his face scrunches up as he counts on his fingers, holding up 4 of them, then 3, then back to 4. “Dunno, sorry.”

Eddie nods, face twisted in thought. “It’s alright, that’s good. Thank you for telling me, baby.”

Steve’s face lights up and Eddie smiles, ruffling his hair. Steve squeaks, batting his hands away with a pout. “Don’t touch my hair!”

Eddie snorts, holding his hands up in surrender. “I see you’re still a little Princess about your hair. Alright, have you eaten?”

Steve thinks for a second, glancing behind him towards the loungeroom. “Uhm.. yeah.” Eddie raises an eyebrow, taking one step towards the room before Steve’s giggling and standing up, pushing Eddie back and further away from the loungeroom.

“No, Eddie! Don’t look! Not for you!” Eddie can’t help but grin at the happy, carefree look on Steve’s face and he laughs with him.

“What are you hiding in there, huh?” Eddie pushes past Steve and jogs over to the loungeroom and gasps dramatically.

“Steven!”

“You’re hoarding chocolate bars, so naughty!” Eddie laughs breathily, as he walks up to the coffee table, taking in Steves little setup.

There are 2 wrappers littering the table, 3 unopened and one opened bar laying lonely on the couch where it looks like Steve was sitting.

“Is this all you’ve eaten, bub?” At Steve’s silence, Eddie turns around and his heart aches at the sight.

Steve standing nervously in the threshold, eyes bubbling with tears as he chews his thumb, seeking out some kind of comfort.

“Woah- hey, Stevie- What happened?”

Steve’s breath shudders and his lip wobbles, everything about the sight makes Eddie’s heart break in two.

“Didn’t mean to- I swear-” Eddie frowns, rushing over to Steve, gently wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“Baby! Sweetie, it’s okay. You’re okay, don’t even worry about it.”

“Jus’ don’ know how to cook very well..” Steve sniffles, rubbing his eyes with his fists and Eddie gently scolds him for it, pulling his hands away. “Please don’ call me that, though. Hate it.”

“Oh, baby,” Eddie sighs, “Which one?”

“ ‘Teven… Only get called that when m’naughty.”

Eddie pets Steve’s hair, leaning to place a kiss on the top of his head. “I’m sorry, honey. Thank you for telling me though, look how good you are!”

Steve giggles a little, pushing Eddie’s hand away from his head.

“Say… Let’s get your tummy full before you go back and watch… scooby-doo?”

“Scooby-doo!” Steve perks up and tries running back into the loungeroom, eager and excited.

Eddie catches him and wraps his arms around Steve’s waist before he can escape, laughing and dragging him back.

“Nuh-uh. Come on, silly boy. If you behave we’ll order pizza.” Steve gasps and squeezes out of Eddie’s hold, rushing into the kitchen.

He rummages through the pamphlets of all the restursnts and waves the pizzeria’s number in Eddie’s face.

“Please! Jus’ cheese?” Steve smiles at Eddie and he can’t even think about saying no to him.

“Of course little man. You wanna sit sit on the counter and listen?”

Steve grins excitedly and turns, trying to hop up on the counter but Eddie reaches and grabs his waist, guiding him up. “There you go, good. Sit still.”

Eddie calls up the pizza place, smiling and silently giggling at Steve who’s making silly faces at him. He cups Steve’s cheek as he’s speaking into the phone and strokes it with his thumb.

When Steve starts babbling randomly, swinging his feet and giggling at random things Eddie has to hold back an amused laugh, instead he covers the speaker, bringing his finger to his lips.

“Shhh, baby. Just for a minute.” He whispers.

“Okay!” Steve whispers back, very loudly, but he’s got the spirit and that’s what counts.

When the phone call ends, Eddie pats Steve’s thigh and helps him off the counter.

“Let’s go cuddle up on the couch and wait until the pizza gets here, yeah baby?” Eddie takes Steve’s hand and Steve brings Eddie’s finger to his mouth, biting lightly. “Gonna have to get you a chew toy, huh?”

“A what-wha?”

Eddie snorts, quickly filling a water bottle and guiding Steve back over to the loungeroom.

“Sit down there. What do you wanna watch, bub?” He sorts through the accumulation of tapes under the tv cabinet, holding them up so Steve can see.

“Hm… yogi bear?” Steve frowns, and looks at Eddie for confirmation.

Eddie just grins and shoved the tape in the player and sits on the couch. “Good choice, you’re so perfect. My perfect boy.”

Steve smiles contentedly and leans into Eddie, wrapping an arm around his middle, head resting on his shoulder. “Like you s’much, Eds.”

“You’re so cute.” Eddie sighs, pushing Steve’s hair back off his forehead, placing a kiss there.

“I like you too.”

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

☆ CG!Eddie Munson Imagines ☆

not an ounce of self-consciousness and WILL be absolutely goofy to make his little laugh

reads the hobbit or lotr to help with sleepytime

gets super into playing pretend

will let his baby play with the pretty dice he has but keeps an eye on things to make sure they don't eat any

plays his acoustic guitar to sing lullabies

every other word from him is a pet name

will cry if the little one cries, he can't stand to see them sad

like a walking rattle with all the jewellery and chains he wears. 10/10 entertainment

very tactile and loves to give hugs

loves it when his little calls him Teddie

his tattoos = free colouring book

headbangs to nursery rhymes

[babiemunson]

eddie munson as a caregiver <3

"hey, kiddo. you feeling pretty small right now? c'mere, let me see. yep - that's a baby right there. oh, you're a big kid, huh? haha. alright. here, how about we make a pillow fort and watch a movie. i've got your stuffie right here, some blankets... yeah, we're all set. then later maybe we can take a walk. i know a spot with some great trees for climbing - y'know, since you're a big kid and all. we can do whatever you want, little bat. i'll keep you safe."

he'd be such a good cg :(

[kenascutecorner]

Jealousy, Jealousy

Summary: The reader is a vv insecure guy who feels like Eddie will leave him for a pretty girl after he sees him and Chrissy in the woods together

Word count: 471

Warnings: hurt/comfort, insecurities

Request?: yes/no

I went to lunch, just like every other day. However, today something was different. Eddie wasn't there? Maybe he was waiting for me in the woods, I thought to myself.

I slowly made my way to our spot, when I heard them.

I continued walking towards the bench we always sit at, a little more cautious this time. I heard what sounded like... Laughter?

I peered through a gap in the trees, and there they were, my Eddie with her.

Why did it have to be her?

Suddenly he flipped back on the bench, and I jumped a little. He was laughing while pointing at Chrissy. I was too heartbroken to hear what he was saying.

I turned around and ran. I had no idea where I was going.

I found myself running to my best friend, Steve Harrington. "Steve!" I yelled out as I saw him talking to Dustin. Both of their heads immediately turned to look at me as I ran toward them.

Once I got to Steve, I couldn't stop myself from slipping. Luckily Dustin knew about my regression, so I was safe to be tiny.

"Uncle Stevie! Dada wus wif a pwetty giwl an an an she wus happy an he wus smilin an it mades me all sad!" Steve was stunned as you collapsed in his arms. "Hey angel, look at me, hm?" He put his finger under your chin and continued speaking, "Let's dry our tears, your daddy loves you very much, I'm absolutely sure he wouldn't do anything to hurt you on purpose. Let's go talk to him, hm?"

As you approached Eddie's van, he ran up to you. "Oh baby there you are!" He picked you up and spun you around. "I was so worried! Steve, you know we meet in the forest every day where-" He was cut off by a harsh look from Steve paired with the meanest voice he could muster. "Someone was with a certain girl, a girl you know he has jealousy issues with, a girl you know he thinks you'll leave him for. So don't even start in on me, Munson" Steve's tone was bitter and relentless. Eddie was left speechless.

"Baby," Eddie slowly brought you down from his arms so he didn't scare you. "Dada is never, ever, ever ever ever, going to leave you." You looked down at your toes. "Not even for da pwetty giwl? Pecause yous were laughin and having fun without me!" You looked heartbroken as you began to cry again.

"Hey, angel, look at me. Daddy pinky promises he will never leave you, you're my snuggle bunny, my sun, moon, and my stars, the light of my life. I could never leave you." Eddie pulled you in for a hug. "Fank yous Dada." I wrapped my arms around him and smiled.

[italiansteebie]

also on ao3 // little steve and little rob

Steve was getting ready for Robin to come over, she was little, and Nancy had a job interview so she wasn’t available, and she only called Steve instead of Eddie because Robin was asking for him. He hopes she won’t be disappointed that he’s not little, too. (And maybe if he was honest with himself, he was feeling little, but he spent the last two weeks at Eddie’s, and he didn’t want to bother him again. He could hold off being little while Robin was here, right?)

Not too much longer after Steve had finished making some PB and J’s, he heard the telltale sound of Nancy’s car door, and there was the ringing of the door bell. He heaved a sigh, and willed himself to stay big, he could do this.

He forced on a smile and trudged over to the door. “Robs!” He sang, as he swung open the front door, “Stevie,” she answered, bouncing on her heels, backpack jingling and clinking with the sound of beads and markers. He opened the door wider so she could enter, smiling at Nancy who was waving from her car, shouting a quick, “Thank you!” 

Steve shut the door and whirled around to face Robin who was staring at him quizzically, “Not little?” She questioned, raising an eyebrow. Steve shook his head, “Nope.” He gave her a toothy smile. “Sure? Call Ebby?” She asked again, lisp coming through as she shook her backpack towards him. “‘M fine Robs, I feel a little fuzzy but not little, I can handle it, okay?” He said, voice soft, almost pleading. Robin finally let it go, shoulders slumping a little before she sauntered over to the coffee table where she proceeded to dump her back upside down, letting the contents spill over the table. 

She patted the space next to where she had plopped down, “Come make bracelets, Stevie.” She giggled, before grabbing some beads and stringing them on to the thread. Steve shook his head fondly, pushing down the fuzziness and sitting by Robin. “Can I make you a bracelet, Robs?” He asked, not planning on taking no for an answer. She nodded her head wordlessly as she focused on her bracelet, tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth as she strung another bead. 

They sat for a few minutes, quietly focused on making their respective bracelets, before Robin stood, “Finished!” She sang, shaking the bracelet in Steve’s face, it was colorful and sparkly, and just at the sight of it Steve had to fight the urge to regress. “It’s beautiful, Bobs!” He gasped dramatically, watching as she giggled at his antics, “For you,” she said simply before laying the bracelet on his lap and scurrying away. “I’m hungry, Stevie!” She shouted as she walked away, making her way to the kitchen. 

Steve rocked for a minute, zoning out, before he shook his head and stood. He could be big for a day, he could be big for Robin. He let out a heavy breath before following her into the kitchen, thanking his lucky stars he had the thought to pre-make lunch, he doesn’t think he could handle that right now if he was being completely honest, which, yeah. It was worrisome, but he was… Somewhat confident that he could stay big for Robin’s sake. He shook his head once more, hoping that the motion would shake away the feeling of being little. 

Robin was looking at him again, the same look she had on her face when she first got here. There was no doubt in Steve’s mind that she knew Steve was having trouble staying big. “Call Ebby?” She asked again, tone gentle. “‘M fine, Bobs. Lets get some lunch, kay?” he suggested, shifting the topic off of him as he reached into the refrigerator to grab the plate of sandwiches. 

He was about to place the plate down, but he miscalculated, and it landed on the floor. Pieces of porcelain and sandwiches went everywhere. “Oh no!” He heard Robin shout over the water that seemed to be filling his ears. He stared at the broken plate and the ruined sandwiches, before silently bending down to clean up his mess. He could feel the tears running down his face, and he knew his losing battle with the fuzziness was coming to an end. “Stevie,” Robin said, he looked up to meet her, and he crumpled. “Robbie, need Ebby, pease,” he wailed, wincing as he scratched himself on the broken porcelain. Her eyes widened at the sudden littleness, and scampered over to the phone, wary of the broken plate. 

She dialed Eddie’s number as fast as she could, carefully punching in the numbers her fuzzy brain struggled to remember. “Munson’s, this is Eddie,” 

“Ebby!”

“Robin? Are you little? Where’s Steve? Nance told me she left you over at his.”

“Ebby, Stevie needs help, hurt.”

“Is he little too?”

“Mhm, mhm.”

“Shit- Shoot, I mean. Stay there Robbie, I’m on my way.”

She hung up the phone, “Kay, Stevie. Called Ebby.” She called over to him, hearing him whimper in response. “You ‘kay, Stevie?” She asked, worried about her little brother. “No, wan’ Ebby.” He replied, sniffling as the tears ran down his face. Robin frowned, she knew Stevie wasn’t okay when she first got here. But Eddie was going to come and make things better, right?

Eddie was there in a matter of minutes, and if Robin weren’t so little, she'd think about how many laws he’d have to break to get there in the time he did, but that doesn’t matter because he’s here now and he’s gonna help. Robin was able to open the door for him and let him in. He squeezed Robin into a hug, “Hey, Robs. You okay? Where’s Steve?” He asked, rubbing a hand up and down her back. She took a breath and started babbling out the story. 

“And then the plate fell and went boom! ‘N now Stevie’s in the kitchen and he’s real sad, Ebby.” She finished, shaking her head and pointing to the kitchen, where now that he thought about it, he could hear the soft whimpers Steve was letting out. Eddie sighed, “Okay, why don’t you go sit in the living room and turn on some cartoons. See if you can find Scooby doo, hm?” Robin nodded, smile slowly returning at the mention of cartoons, and wobbled off to the living room. Eddie made his way to the kitchen, relaxing slightly at the sound of the TV turning on.

“Ebby,” 

“Oh, Stevie baby.” 

The sight was pitiful, Steve was sitting on the kitchen floor, eyes big and round and shining with tears. There was shattered pieces of plate all around him. “I’m comin’ baby, hang on.” Eddie said as he stepped over the mess, watching as Steve held his arms up, waiting for Eddie to come get him. He made grabby hands for the metal head in front of him, melting once he was in Eddie’s warm embrace. “What happened, baby? Why didn’t you call?” Eddie’s chest rumbled as he spoke, and Steve buried his head further into his chest. “Din’ wan’ bother you. Wanna be big for Robbie.” He cried. 

“Oh my love, I’ve told you, taking care of you does not bother me. Okay? You could’ve hurt yourself really badly, Stevie. I’d rather be here with you and keep you safe than have you try and be big, especially when you’re feeling so small.” Eddie soothed, squeezing him tighter, letting that deep pressure set in. 

Once Steve was calm, and the mess was clean, and everyone was settled in on the couch, Steve had fully regressed, and it was evident in the way he was chewing on Eddie’s shirt while watching cartoons with half lidded eyes. “Hey, Bobs. Can you do me a huge favor?” Eddie asked quietly, smiling when she jumped up and nodded enthusiastically. “Can you go and get Stevie’s paci from his nightstand? He had a big day with lots of feelings and you’d be making him really happy if you did that.” Eddie convinced. He knew it wouldn't take too much, little Robin was always up to the task, especially if it meant helping Steve. 

He watched as she bounded up the stairs before shifting his focus back onto Steve. “How you feeling, baby?” He asked softly. “Little,” Steve murmured, slurring around his words. “That’s okay, my love. Bobs is getting your paci for you. Isn’t that so nice of her?” 

“Mhm.”

At that moment Robin came bouncing back down the stairs before presenting the soft purple item in front of Steve. “Tanks, Robbie,” Steve lisped as he slipped the item into his mouth. Robin beamed at him before flopping back down onto the couch, cuddling into Eddie. “You did so good, Robs. Thanks for helpin’ out.” Eddie praised, smiling as Robin giggled. “Next time you and Stevie are alone, make sure you tell him it’s okay to be little. No matter how long, ‘kay?”

Robin nodded against his chest as she curled up on the plush couch. “I like when Stevie is little with me,” She lisped. “I know you do.” The metal head said, rubbing her back. The calming sound of Steve suckling on his pacifier, and the quiet cartoons flickering on the TV, made for a perfect impromptu nap, that none of them could fight. Eddie smiled, watching the eyes of his littles slip closed, they deserved this. 

[takabinaryy]

Little Helper

Idea by me Steddie Caregivers Eddie and Wayne Regressor Steve Both Munson men are southern in this by the way Little Steve’s small age is 2-3 sometimes it's 5 toddler Eddie was running a little bit late for work and forgot to make his lunch. don't worry though Steve help Wayne make lunch and bring it to him

Usually if Steve went to bed little he would be waking up little, especially on weekends. It was Saturday morning and it wasn't tapping to his face that woke Eddie up. No it was his phone playing some random metal music as his ringtone, the had look at the time and it was 7:50 am. Way to early for one of the rugrats to be calling him but unfortunately for the young Munson it was his boss telling him to come in early. Aka Eddie had to go to work today which meant he had to leave earlier, aka eight in the morning.

All because he had to help train a newbie do ink work, he was in such a rush that the metalhead had forgotten two things. One being to make himself a lunch and the second? Well it was to give Steve a goodbye kiss before leaving. So when Steve had actually woken up around almost ten basically even to a empty bed with no note or text. Being in a toddler mindset he was right , to be a tiny bit upset about his dada not being in bed with him. He pulled on one of Eddie's band shirts luckily for him he slept in his ,sleep shorts so he didn't have "hunt" for one in the clean hamper of clothes. The brunette wondered out of the room and down the hall into the kitchen.

Where Wayne was already awake and making pancakes, his coffee mug being right next him. The older made looked behind him seeing the other "stray" he had took in and that his son had claimed as "his" a long time ago.

" Well Morin dewdrop, ya sleep okay? Teddy already gone and left for work a while ago"

" morning to you to Wayne. I slept fine, a little sad teddy didn't kiss me goodbye "

Steve says grabbing the coffee pot and pouring some in a mug. Only for Wayne to pour it back in his own mug and and pulls out chocolate milk from the fridge and gets it in a sippy cup. Handing it back to Steve with a knowing nod that he knows Steve is little. Even if he was still shy about being little in front of Wayne.

" ya a light sleeper ain't you? Maybe teddy was in a rush Eve" Wayne puts their breakfast on plates then setting them down on the table. One in front of Steve with a kiss to the boy's head and one next to his newspaper. Now sitting down the man opens the paper first before eating like he always does on his days off that he to doesn't have to wake up early to leave for work.

" ...um uh Wayne?.."

" I told ya before Eve you can regress when I'm around. I don't mind one but. It helps ya don't it?"

"Well ye-" Steve got cut off when the older man clears his throat and gives the younin a pointed look.

" Then I ain't gonna stop ya or tell you how to relax. I ain't gonna judge ya boy. If did I feel like I'd get a shoe thrown at me"

" Teddy is would never hit you with something Wayne"

Nah he's like his late mama, He'd be like her and would definitely throw a shoe at me. Wouldn't be the first time either, though he's a bad aim it always missed me"

Wayne tells Steve laughing a little bit telling him a story on him remembering his sister when they were teenagers always rough housing with each other. And their own mama gettin on them for stupid shit they'd get up to. Especially with how Eddie's long hair is now if Wayne pulled a old picture of his sister , and held it up to his son/nephew. He'd say the metalhead is a spitting image of his late mama.

A bit later almost about lunch time to be exact Wayne can see Steve in the living room, from where he is standing in the kitchen. Making Mac and cheese, along with sandwiches for them both. He can also see that Eddie's actual lunchbox is on the counter, welp looks like Steve will be happy about their little trip to go see Teddy.

" Eve sunshine come here please "

Steve turns off the tv grabbing his stuffed bat and walks over to Wayne , placing the bat on the counter.

"Would you like to help me with Teddy's lunch? And possibly we can go bring it to him?"

"Yes I can helps! We gotta makes him a sandwich to"

He tells Wayne as if the older man wasn't already gonna make his nephew a sandwich, and adding some other things to the lunchbox. Wayne just pats Steve's head and switches the turkey(that he had out for his and Steve's sandwich) for honey ham for Eddie's. Since Steve knows what his boyfriend/caregiver likes , the brunette walks around the other male to the fridge and grabs the carrot sticks from the fridge, handing them over to the older Munson.

Once the third sandwich was made , carrot sticks in a small baggie along with another ziplock half full of slices of mango and peaches with lime juice and honey drizzled on them. Slightly weird snack trust me he knows but his son/nephew has always been weird but Wayne and Steve wouldn't have it any other way. Of course it didn't take long for Eddie's lunch to be packed up and set in Steve's backpack , Wayne figured once they got there to the tattoo shop all three of them can eat together. Now loading them both in the pick-up truck already, made sure Steve had on warmer clothes on. Turning on the radio to a random station that has decent sounding songs playing, " Mr fluff" the grey fluffy crow plush being in the little's lap along with the backpack full of their lunch.

" You think Teddy will be busy with people when we get there"

Steve broke the silence well besides the music playing in the background, Wayne glances over then just as quickly turns his attention back to the road. Of course the older man answers as honestly as he possibly can.

" Maybe Eve, You never know with the shop these days. Hell Teddy could be just getting on his break when we get there"

And just like that it only took about half an hour to actually get have the truck parked next to Eddie's van in front of the shop. Which gave Steve a slightly closer look in the open blinds window. Clearly seeing one of Eddie's coworkers outside having, a smoke break who in turn recognizes Wayne's truck and waves at them. With a giggle from the boy next to him, he waves back and gets out and rounds over to Steve's side. And opens the door for the other letting the regressed male out , who simply jumps out with the stuff in his arms, giving Wayne a soft smile. The second the two step at least a few steps to the door, said door pushes open with non other than Eddie pushing it open. And of course having a surprised look on his face the minute, his eyes land on his uncle and his adorable boyfriend.

" Well now ain't this a surprise, what are ya'll doin here?"

" Teddy ya forgot somethin on ya way out this mornin? "

Wayne asked which makes his young kin think for a moment trying to, figure out what exactly he had forgotten. Of course he knew he had his keys, wallet, his phone, the walkie that Dustin had given him( even if the kid has a phone) , his lunch-Oh sweet cherry pie that's what he forgot.  Eddie had indeed forgotten to make himself a lunch and, bring it with him before leaving this morning! The metalhead sighs and runs his fingers , through his half brushed hair, giving Wayne and Steve a slight smile.

" Don't worry Bubba, Eve and I thought we'd make lunch and maybe eat it together. If ya ain't busy of course "

“ Mhms! I helped make yous lunch with uncle Wayne. Got your snack added to it too!”

Steve piped up from standing next to Wayne with a wide smile spread on his face, as he talked to his caregiver/boyfriend. Who has reached forward and gently ruffled the brunette’s hair a bit, then gives Wayne a hug for a moment before doing the same to Steve of course. Eddie takes the backpack out of the clearly mentally four or maybe five year old’s(Steve’s headspace age) hand. And hands it off to Wayne, then scoops Steve up and settles the slightly young male on his hip. Giving his sunshine a bunch of kisses all over the other’s face, that definitely has giggles filling both Munson men ears.

“ I’m lucky. Im on my lunch break then. And thank ya very much for bringin me lunch. Wayne , Stevie”

“ No problem what’s so ever, we wouldn’t want ya to starve-“

“ I wouldn’t starve. I probably would have-“

“ Nah. I rather ya eat the food ya make instead of gettin from the food or drink vedin machines”

The older Munson told the younger as he walked to the back of his truck and opened the, “bed” up and got the spare blanket out and layed it out on the bed of the truck. Eddie who’s watching his uncle set up the “ truck picnic “ , mind you is one of the things they used to do when Eddie was way younger(8 to 13) it was mostly a summer thing though.(neither of them at the time wanted to eat lunch inside and they liked the outside even on hot days)

Eddie also walks over and sets Steve down on the blanket, and helps his uncle set up and place their food down on said blanket next to the regressed male. Once it’s all set up Eddie jumps in from the side of the truck and gets in behind Steve, moving and setting him in his own lap. And for the rest of the metalhead’s lunch break , they ate lunch together, even having a few coworkers said “ hello/hey”(just greeting them) or just chatted for a little bit before going in the shop. Thankfully it didn’t rain and it was mostly sunny and all an all a good day. Wayne definitely knowing when the break does come to an end, Eddie will most definitely try to make up an excuse to stay and hold Steve.( they like cuddles)

[metal-caregiver]

Regressuary Day 2 : Playground / Toys

Parining: Platonic CG!Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 1,010 Tw's: None (use of light "swears" ass, damn) Characters: Eddie, Steve, Dustin, (GN! Reader)

Prompt: Character A (reader) is so enthralled by their toys/playground that they keep putting off a bathroom break

Nicknames directed @ reader: Little one, Kiddo, Squirt Nicknames directed @ cgs!: Steve (mama) Eddie (Ed/Eddie)

Disclaimer !! : I am disabled and have incontinence due to my disabilities. Diapers are NOT SEXUAL !! Do not sexualize me, my headspace, or my disability aids. READ MY DNI

On this sunny day in Hawkins, Indiana...Clouds crept along the sky casting large shadows across the playground. It was a lazy day for Eddies party, not to say he had nothing to do. He had plenty of music to play and campaigns to run. To put it simply, they needed a down day. And to Steve's luck, Eddie had requested that you, Dustin, and Steve all walk down to the park together. 

You were used to Dustin being regressed a majority of the time. But surprisingly you hadn't had a proper playdate together! You supposed even though your caregiver hadn't labeled it as one, Dustin wouldn't mind either way. You packed your bag, and with hastily tied shoes and stuffie in hand, you set off to Eddie's house... 

Dustin was sitting on the floor of the Eddie and Waynes attempt at a living room, playing with the odd toy and Dn'D mini-figures Eddie always had laying around. 

"Dustin !!" You shouted, tossing your bag aside and pulling each other up into a spinning hug. 

The two of you giggled and danced around as Eddie picked up your things, Steve gathered up the toys and chalk for the two of you to play with at the park. 

"Hold up, squirt!" Eddie called out, reaching for your hand. 

You looked up at him, confused but with a flutter in your head. 

"Not so fast. You kiddos need to stick with us". Steve said, hand already entwined with Dustin's. For extra measure, Eddie sometimes had you hold onto the chains attached to his belts. Maybe all those unnecessary accessories could be practical sometimes. 

It wasn't far from the school thanks to Steve and Eddie's bikes. Eddie bragged how one day he'll own a "sick ass ride" which earned him a good slap from Steve. 

Once given the "ok", you and Dustin took your pacis and toys booked it for the swings. Each of you raced each other to see who could swing the highest til Dustin managed to scare himself and beg Steve to push for him. 

Your pumping became lighter as you were out of breath. Steve noticed and offered you Dustin's extra sippy with water which you gladly took. Eddie wasn't the best caregiver when it came to rules, and a bottle of water on top of all those sodas from lunch might have not been the best idea for your little state. 

"Little one, slow with the drinking".

You rolled your eyes at the voice from behind you and continued, taking huffs out of your nose causing Steve to giggle as you handed it back to him. Eddie wasn't going to deny you water, that'd be cruel especially when your drink of choice was every sugary and bubbled concoction you could get your hands on. 

"Come play!" you shouted as Eddie took a seat on the bench across from you. You watched him think for a moment before shaking his head. 

"Okay, Kiddo, but first let's take a potty and snack break?" 

You pouted, kicking the wood chips at your feet with a furrowed brow.

"No, no! We just got here! We don't wanna leave now!" Dustin shouted back, mirroring your disappointment. 

"Well if you two are sure..." Eddie hesitated but eventually caved in pushing you while he chatted with Steve.

Steve wasn't too keen on letting either of you out of his sight or out of arms reach. But with Eddie around, Steve could let the invisible leash loose a bit and allow the two of you to (mostly) run free. 

Even from afar the two knew you (especially), and Dusted needed a bathroom break, but neither wanted to force it. Dustin didn't have a preference between pull-ups or boxers but you much preferred your regular clothing over anything Eddie had offered. 

The two of you eventually chased each other back over to your caregivers. This time, Steve spoke up. 

"Dustin, do you need the potty?".

He paused for a moment, fidgeting before eventually giving Steve a nod. "Mhm! Yes mama"

Eddie turned to you, quirking his eyebrows and giving you a questioning look. 

"I don't need to! I want to play!" 

"Squirt I'm serious, let's at least go with them?" 

You looked to Dustin who seemed perfectly content going on his own with Steve, but you justified it in your mind that your friend was just too little to go alone! 

The two of you waited outside the stalls for Steve and Dustin to finish. You could hear the commotion from outside and based on the shouting from Steve you gathered that Dustin forgot to flush and refused to wash his hands. 

Eddie was just waiting for the moment til you asked to join. To his surprise, it never came, until he felt a tugging at his shirt. 

"Yeah, little one?" He asked, sing-song. 

"I'm sorry, Eds I didn't mean to," you said with a sob. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to! I was just having too much fun playing, and the running didn't make me have to, so I thought I didn't, and I.." 

"Woah, woah! Slow down there. You're ok". Eddie noticed the small wet patch between your knees and sighed. "Damn it,,kid you're all wet." He cringed "Let's get you changed ok?".

You sniffed, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "Ok Eddie".

Lucky for you, Eddie always carried a pack of baby towels and a change of clothes. He reassured you as he slipped the clean clothes under the bathroom stall, offering you help and privacy when needed.

All was well as you joined Dustin back in the hallway, following your caregivers back outside. 

"I'm sorry Eddie..." You whispered, pulling on his jacket sleeve as Dustin dared you to another race.

"It's alright, kiddo doesn't worry. You're forgiven, it was just a mistake. Don't worry too much about it, and have fun". 

You smiled up at Eddie before running off, turning to wave "love you Ed's!" 

"Love you too, kiddo!" he shouted back, waving from his place next to Steve and smiling. "I love you". 

[olibxr]

Characters I write for! (Strictly with male/trans!masc/non binary readers- please be specific when requesting) or even couples (Steddie 🫶) and poly relationships.

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Nancy wheeler

Robin Buckley (platonically)

Henry/001

Jamie Campbell Bower

Jamie Campbell bower + Jess Maloney (Mommy and Daddy🤭)

Joseph Quinn

Joe Keery

I am a kinky fucker so I'm very open minded to all sorts of filthy smut. I am a Dom myself, and sometimes I'm not a very kind one, so feel free to request the meanest most dominant and filthy shit imaginable.

Also fluff is so fucking cute to write and I love it so pls also request that too <3

I'm happy to write agere but please remember that it's not to be sexualised so no ageplay or sexual regression requests!

I enjoy punishing myself so angst is always good too 🫶

[ellieisaflower]

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Main Masterlist || Requests open

୨୧ ┊Eddie Munson

(❈) Fun Day (coming soon)

୨୧ ┊Steve Harrington

(❈) Fun Day (coming soon)

୨୧ ┊Robin Buckley

(❈) Fun Day (Coming soon)

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[steddies-bat556]

M'sick. Feeling Little while M'sick? Not fun. Brains all fuzzy, don wanna do stuff, can't breath. Combo of dis sucks! Wish dat Daddy an Papa were here to help me get better. But I have all my Care Bear Stuffies an my Squishmallow Hettie or I call her Heidi. Got box of tissues, hopefully m'll have soup tomorrow to help ma throat

[babiemunson]

THIS IS SO GOOOOD

hiii!! can i pls request a moodboard for caregiver eddie munson, with no fem themes? thank u!

if you don’t want to do that, then can i pls request a moodboard for regressor dustin? tysm!!

Here you go lovely anon, I hope you like this!

[babydolls-writing-space]

“Goodnight my sweet angel.. sleep well”

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(this is not proof read)

It was only second period and you were already ready to leave. You didn't get a lot of sleep the night before due to having to work on a “group “ project by yourself which everyone left you to do on your own. You didn't get done with the project till about 2;45 in the morning and you had to wake up at 6 am to get ready so you didn’t miss the bus ( it comes at 6;45 ). You were tying your hardest to stay awake in your class but u didnt think you were gonna make it, slowly putting your pencil down you laid your head on the desk to rest it slowly drifting off to sleep.  

Before your knew it the bell had rang and you quickly grabbed your things and put them in your bag heading to the cafeteria since you had first lunch. The lights were to bright for your tired eyes and it was a little to loud for your liking, slowly making your way over to your boyfriend eddie you sat down as he was making a joke to dustin. “Hey there sweetheart, how are you doing?” he asked with a smile on his face as he looked down at you. You didn't respond, only making a small “mm.” sound as you put your head  on his shoulder. “Something wrong sweetheart?” he asked as he saw you weren't as happy as you usually were, only a small head shake no in response to his question. “ Do you wanna head back to my place to rest up? “ he asked gently, putting his arm around you to gently hold you.  You didnt really want to skip class but your body was so exhausted to the point where you didnt think you were gonna make it through the day, so you let out a small huff as you nod softly.  

Eddie slowly grabbed his bag underneath the table and put it on the table saying goodbye to the others as he slowly stood up with you following as he grabbed your bag for you starting to walk out of the cafeteria doors. When you got to the parking lot he grabbed his keys unlocking the doors as he opens it for you slowly helping you into the seat and  puts the bags behind you. He carefully helped you put the seatbelt on and closed the door going to get into the drivers seat and getting his stuff ready starting to drive back to his place.  

As Eddie started to drive you started to fidget with your hands a little in your lap, eddie soon taking notice “ babydoll are you doin alright? “ he asked as you nodded your head softly. “ Are you feeling tiny?” he asked as he slowed down the van. You nodded softly and with a smile appearing on his face he  stopped the van for a moment as he went into the back and grabbed your comfort stuffie and your paci heading back up to you gently putting the stuffie on your lap and the paci in your  mouth with a small kiss on your forehead “dont worry sweetheart its ok” he said sitting back down in his seat starting to drive again.  

Shortly after you both arrive to the house he gets out of his seat and headed over to your door opening it as he gently unbuckles you from your seat and picks you up caring you on his hip as he closes the door heading into his place.  

He walked in and carried you to his room, sitting your down on the bed. Eddie grabbed one of his shirts and a pair of comfy pants for you helping you get them on.  Once he was done he picked you back up holding you on his hip carrying you into the kitchen as he started to make you a bottle. You whined a little “papa m not dat tinys..” you said softly as he let out a small chuckle “ you sure sweetheart? You sound so small sweet angel” he said with a soft smile as you hid your face into his shoulder, whining in response. Eddie continued to make the bottle as he let it heat up he gently rocked you as he waited.  

Once the bottle had finished he checked the milk on  his hand to make sure it wasn't too hot and then carried you out to the couch gently setting you down on his lap as he grabbed the remote turning  on the tv. Eddie gently held you in his arms as he put on your favorite cartoon as he slowly put the bottle to your mouth letting you drink it. About half-way done with the bottle you started to feel your eyes feel heavy and slowly close them as eddie gently removes the bottle sitting it beside him as he  covered you with a blanket and slowly put your stuffie in your arms softly rocking you “ goodnight my sweet angel..sleep well”

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[doe-eyed-dreamr]

“Stevie. It’s okay to need help, to ask for help. I know it feels hard when you’re the one everyone else relies on, but it doesn’t make you any less dependable if you need someone supporting you too.”

Steve can feel his eyes welling up, and he’s drawn into a soothing hug. He craves it, bone deep, to be taken care of in the way Eddie is suggesting. The way Eddie did just a matter of hours before. He can picture it now, he and Robin running around leaving a whirlwind of chaos in their wake. And Eddie, laughing along with them before scooping Steve up into his arms (because now Steve knows he can do that he isn’t ever letting it go) and rocking him while Robin pretends to be exasperated about having to clean the mess they made.

“You’d… you’d want that?” Steve asks, voice quiet and unsure.

“I’d like that so very much Steve.” Eddie says into his hair.

[babiemunson]

you're just a baby, honey, it's okay

eddie helps steve regress for the first time.

pairing: regressor!steve harrington x caregiver!eddie munson

word count: 1,278

content warnings: mention of blood, mention of a panic attack because of flashbacks to upside down related stuff, mention of old scars from bat bites, regressed steve is briefly upset

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it's been a pretty stressful week for steve when eddie brings up his big idea.

monday and tuesday brought with them a barrage of rude customers at family video. wednesday carried flashbacks to bats and blood, which in turn induced a panic attack that had steve gasping for breath. thursday started out okay, but in the afternoon, steve's scars started hurting and he had to lie down for the rest of the day. friday wasn't bad per se, it was just busy - after steve's shift, he had to help wayne munson move some boxes, then he picked up the kids from hellfire and brought them to his house for dinner. he only got some free time after sunset.

so on saturday, when steve is sitting on eddie's couch and trying to unwind, eddie proposes something.

"so you know how i get small sometimes?"

steve looks up at him, blinking. ever since he'd walked in on eddie coloring, something had changed between them - something good. it's easier to be around each other now. not that it was hard before, but now it's... open. a couple times, steve has even been able to look after eddie when the latter has been small. "yeah. why?"

eddie sits on the couch next to steve. "it can happen when i'm stressed or upset. and it really helps. when i get... big... again, i feel better, and calmer." he bites his lip, then reaches out and rests a hand on top of steve's. "i was wondering if- if maybe you wanted to try? being small? it might help."

steve's eyes widen. "me? nah, man, i can't do that. i gotta look after people. who's gonna look after me?"

"i could," says eddie, shrugging. "you take care of me when i'm small, right? i can return the favor."

"i..." steve frowns, slumping a little. eddie's hand is warm; it's making it hard to think. "i mean... okay. sure. we can try. promise you won't laugh at me?"

eddie does laugh, but only at that notion. "harrington. you've seen me sucking my thumb, babbling like a baby, and playing with kids toys. i don't think i'm in any position to make fun of you."

so it's settled: steve is going to be small. or at least try to.

eddie leads him by the hand into the bedroom, where they sit down on eddie's bed. "since this is your first time," he says, voice soft and gentle. "you might need some help. okay?"

steve nods. the way eddie's speaking to him is making his head feel fuzzy.

eddie's lips curve into a smile, and he tucks steve's hair behind his ear. "alright, stevie. i'm right here with you, okay? just take your time. we can look at books if you want, or play with toys."

"uhm... toys. toys sound good." steve has to really focus to speak. it's getting so difficult all of a sudden.

eddie reaches under the bed and pulls out a faded teddy and a dragon stuffed animal. "which one do you want, honey?"

the nickname makes steve's heart melt into a little puddle in his chest. wordlessly, he reaches out for the teddy, and brushes his thumb along its fuzzy head.

"good pick," eddie praises. "hey stevie, can you tell me how small you're feeling? you can use your fingers if you want."

steve swallows hard. "d...dunno," he manages. "nineteen, but s'like... like things are fuzzy. feel nineteen but kind of like a kid. s'this what it feels like?"

eddie smiles knowingly. "i think you're getting there." he brings a hand up and pets steve's hair. "like i said, take your time. you're safe, okay? i gotcha. just let yourself go. that fuzzy feeling? let it spread. you're okay."

steve's eyelids are getting heavy. he leans into eddie's touch. everything feels like it's fading away. "feels good," he murmurs.

"why don't you lie down, sweetheart?" eddie puts an arm around steve's shoulders and helps him lie down with his head on eddie's chest. "c'mere. is this okay?"

steve nods, cuddling closer. "s'okay. i like it."

he's not really tired. it's a different sort of fuzziness in his mind. and it's welcome.

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eddie is pretty proud of his bright idea. it seems to be working. they stay snuggled up together like that for almost an hour, eddie stroking steve's hair and whispering softly to him. after a while eddie takes steve's hand again.

"how old are you now, stevie?"

steve takes his thumb from his mouth and holds up one finger.

eddie presses a kiss to the crown of steve's head. "you're so tiny. my little boy. are you hungry? do you want a sandwich?"

"mhm." steve nods, and lets eddie sit him up.

"okay. well, you just stay right here and cuddle with teddy, and i'll bring you back a peanut butter sandwich, how does that sound?" eddie ruffles steve's hair.

steve lights up, and nods again.

it only takes a few minutes for eddie to prepare the food - peanut butter sandwiches were his favorite after school snack as a kid, so he's pretty fast at whipping them up. he brings it and a glass of milk with a straw back into the bedroom. "here you go."

steve reaches out and takes the sandwich. he's too small, though, and he drops it back onto the plate on accident, which bumps into the glass of milk and makes a few drops splash onto the floor. the mistake makes him wilt; tears well up in his eyes. "uh-oh."

"it's okay! it's okay, stevie, don't you worry. you're just a baby, honey, it's okay. no biggie." eddie sits next to steve and dries his tears.

steve gazes up at eddie with the sweetest look on his face. "no mad?"

"of course i'm not mad, baby boy. it was an accident. i can clean it up. god knows worse things have been spilled on this carpet." eddie rests his cheek on steve's shoulder, rocking him side to side a bit before sitting back up. "you're all good. i promise."

steve lets out a shuddering breath, and then smiles tearfully.

"there's that smile," eddie coos. "here. i can feed you, if it's too hard for you to do it yourself."

slowly, steve gets through the sandwich, eddie lifting it to his mouth for every bite. he washes it down with milk - which eddie holds up for him to drink through the straw. when they're done, eddie grins.

"good job, sweetheart." he kisses steve's forehead. "was that tasty?"

steve nods, then yawns.

eddie melts. steve's just so cute - when he's big and when he's small. "oh, is it time for the baby boy to have his nap?"

"nap," steve breathes. he yawns again.

"alright. i'll tuck you in." eddie carefully helps steve lie down again, and tucks the blanket securely around him. "do you want the light on or off?"

steve blinks heavily. "on, pease."

"as you wish." eddie leaves the light on and goes to get a wet cloth to clean up the spilled milk. when he returns, steve is almost asleep, breaths having evened out. his eyes are open just a crack.

"ebbie?"

"yeah, honey?" eddie scrubs at the spill and is able to get it fairly clean. he tosses the cloth in his hamper.

steve gives one last big yawn. "stay wif me? pease?"

eddie's heart gets so warm. he climbs into bed next to steve and holds him close. "it's okay, stevie. i've got you. i'm here, and you're safe. you just go right to sleep, okay?"

but there's no response, because steve is already fast asleep in eddie's arms.

[kenascutecorner]

Metal baby

when you're little, Eddie puts on his mixtape

he doesn't listen to the most child-friendly music in the world, but it reminds you of him, so you like it

he LOVES to buy you little gear that's more his aesthetic, such as Metallica/hellfire club onesies, bat sippy cups, etc.

When you're little he turns into the softest, most loving person ever.

"Are you okay baby? Do you need anything?" is asked just about every 5 seconds

he refuses to leave you alone while regressed for over 5 minutes. no exceptions.

he doesn't let you curse, but he does let you engage in 420 activities so that makes up for it

when you regress he always has you take a nap, saying "You're just a baby, you need sleep love!"

[italiansteebie]

hi friends! i want to write someone little stevie for my ao3 series, y'all know the one (and if u don't go visit my ao3 @ lilac_cc !)

send prompts ??