#caregiver ice bear

[trashland-llamas]

Stuffies

Gn reader

‘Ice bear noticed your stuffie has gotten deflated. Ice bear wonders if he could replace it as he doesn’t think he can fix it this time seeing that it’s quite literally falling apart.’ The polar bear held onto the stuffy in question with its patchwork thread from all the repairs. You flinched at this, regressed brain feeling a sense of heartbreak. It felt like a parent telling their kid they were too old to play with toys.

‘That’s not a bad thing, means it’s been loved. Ice bear admires you as you’ve somehow filled the stuffy with so much love, it’s bursting through the seams and it can’t hold anymore.’ He’d been planning for this moment, his brothers had practiced it with him. Going through different emotions as he figured out the right words.

‘Ice bear knows how much your stuffies mean to you and didn’t want to do it without asking first.’ Offering the stuffy to you for one last hug goodbye. Or at least until the new addition arrived. Ice bear treated this process as his little one grieving for a friend. One you’ve known for a good chunk of your life, even before you knew regression was a thing. He made sure to stay close by your side, especially around nighttime as he expected a few more night terrors to pop up.

‘Icy protec but also attac?’ You asked in a small voice, grabbing fistfuls of his fur before letting go. ‘Ice bear would do anything to keep you safe from the monsters.’ Putting a night light under the bed so it’d look less appealing. Except for maybe moth man.

‘Promise?’ Ice bear nodded as they linked pinkies. Giving you his word as he’d never break a pinky promise. A sworn oath between you two.

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[holylulusworld]

Care for you

Summary: He takes good care of you.

Pairing: Biker!Ari Levinson x fem!Reader

Warnings: fluff, heavy daddy kink, caregiver Ari, comforting, protective Ari, sick reader, mentions of menstruation, kinda DDLG dynamics

A/N: This snippet takes place a few months after “Pick you up”. It can be read as a stand-alone fic but makes more sense if you know Pick you up masterlist.

You sneeze, again. A little louder this time. For days, you didn’t feel well but tried to hide your condition from Ari.

He had his hands full with the club, and their business. The last thing your daddy needs is a sick baby whining for his attention.

Today, you grabbed your warmest and softest blanket and joined the big bear in your pillow fort to sleep the cold off. Rest, lots of water, and your safe place is all you’ll need. You're sure about it.

Work can wait. You called in sick and won’t need to worry about a thing but to get healthy again. Sighing, you snuggle into the pillow smelling like Ari.

“No,” you whine as you sniff at it, only to smell – nothing. “I want to smell him.”

Turning around, you start to whimper. You’re sick and tired. All you wanted was to smell Ari, to feel safe. But no. The cold took this from you too.

“No…” you sniffle now, desperate to have anything reminding you of your protector around. “His shirt.” You grasp for the shirt he leaves for you on the pillow fort and press it to your nose. “Achoo…” you sneeze loudly. “No…I can’t smell him.”

“Baby kitten?” You gasp, hearing Ari return. He left only half an hour ago, and you assume he must’ve forgotten something important to come back home. Clasping one hand over your mouth, you try to not cough. If Ari hears you’re sick, he’ll not go for a ride with his friends. “Y/N? Where are you.”

You bite your index finger. If you do not answer him, he’ll get scared and search for you. If you answer him, he’ll know you’re hiding at the pillow fort. The place you only seek out if something’s wrong.

“Baby kitten, please tell me where you are. I’m worried!” You hear him step closer, pacing back and forth.

“In here,” you finally murmur, not to worry Ari even more. He doesn’t deserve to be scared.

He crouches down to poke his head inside the pillow fort. Ari frowns deeply, watching you clutch his shirt to your chest.

“Okay, Y/N. What did you not tell me?” He searches your face, watching your lips wobble. “I need to know if something is wrong. Did someone at work say something bad? Did you not sleep well?”

“I,” you sniff. “I got a cold and…” you giggle as you point at your crotch. “Aunt Flo came tonight too. I don’t feel good.”

“You’re sick?” He kneels in front of the pillow fort. “Why didn’t you tell me you’re sick? I could’ve—” Before you can answer, Ari crawls inside the pillow fort to press the back of his hand to your forehead. “You’re going to call in sick. I’ll get something to help you feel better.”

“What about your trip?” You ask. “I don’t want to ruin your fun.”

“You’re not ruining my fun,” he huffs. “The guys will understand you’re more important than a stupid trip. Let me take care of you.” Ari leans over you to press a soft kiss on your forehead. “Give me a minute to call them and make tea.”

You smile at Ari. He once again put you before his friends and the club. “Thank you, daddy.”

“All for my baby kitten,” he hums against your skin. “Do you need a heating pad too? Do you have cramps? Do you have a sore throat too?”

You nod, silently telling Ari everything he needs to know.

“I’ll be right back, Y/N,” he says, before leaving the pillow fort.

Ari called his friends, telling them you were sick. You didn’t expect them to come around and bring their friend everything he’ll need to take care of you.

Steve got you hot chicken soup. His mom’s recipe. Sam brought cold medicine and tissues, while Bucky got you lots of ice cream.

The rest of the gang came around to check on you and Ari, offering their help if needed.

After he rubbed balsam for colds into your skin, and helped you take your meds, Ari put a heating pad on your lower abdomen. He didn’t care that you told him not to get close to you. Ari wrapped you in his arms and offered warmth and safety.

“You’ll get sick, Daddy,” you murmur in his chest. You don’t want Ari to leave, though. “I can sleep alone.”

“No,” he simply says and kisses the top of your head. “If I get sick, we already have enough medicine.” Ari chuckles when you whine against him. “I won’t get sick, promised.”

“I’ll take care of you if you get sick,” you rest your head against his chest and close your eyes. You’re warm, and safe in his arms, so you sigh happily.

“We always take care of each other. Always, Y/N…”

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[gingernut1314]

As Sweet As Sugar

Gojo x GN!Reader

Summary: Gojo returned late from a three-day-long mission bearing gifts and one important question.

Warnings: Set sometimes during season 1ish, Fluffff, pet names, talk of Star Plasma Vessel Arc, hesitant love, love confessions, cuddles, soft Gojo, nervous Gojo, Gojo's love language is gift giving and physical touch cause....duh lol

Word Count: 3.7K

Setlist:

This Is How It Feels

l-o-v-e

A/N: Because I NEED soft and slightly nervous Gojo so I'm doing something about it 😤 lol I hope you all enjoy!!

Taglist: @sordidmusings @lostfirefly

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There was a rapping at your door that never seemed to end. Knocking that had woken you up from a very pleasant dream you had been having. It was still dark out, the moon still high in the dark sky and the stars shining brightly. 

One o’clock in the morning is what you read on your clock. 

Who the hell was coming to bother you at such an ungodly hour? 

Probably a student….the amount of times you had been woken up because they “had a bad dream” was more than you might think. But while here, you acted as not only their teacher, but caregiver too, and you were always more than happen to work through it with them. 

When you opened the door, you were not met with the sight of one of your students. No, you were met with the goofy grin of none other than Saturo Gojo. 

And you wanted to get mad. Oh you were pissed that he had come to wake up at this hour. 

“You’re back.” You settled on, rubbing your tired eyes. He had been sent out on a mission about three days ago, his absence all too noticeable…mainly because while he was gone you helped teach his students. 

“What? Not happy to see me?” He all but purred like some damn cat, leaning down so he could look directly into your eyes. You knew he could see perfectly well with that black blindfold on, but with it on you were unable to see the bits of light-filled ice chips that were his eyes. It always… disappointed you.

“You know I’m happy to see you.” You said, voice sounding raspy from having been awoken so suddenly.

“But…” He elongated the word. 

“But it’s one in the morning. I can’t even see straight.” You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. “And I’m in my pajamas.” 

“I think you’re pajamas are cute,” Gojo said with a shrug. “Look at those little rubber ducks--where ever did you find them?” He said, pulling a hand from where he had been keeping it behind his back out to pinch the light blue fabric at your shoulder between his fingers, giving it a small tug. 

You swatted his hand away, feeling warm skin against your knuckles. It made your brain short-circuit for half a second because it always did when you found he had turned his infinity off around you. It always did when you touched him. 

“It’s not professional.” If you could have seen his eyes, you would bet your words would have earned you an over-dramatic eye roll.

“You trying to sound like Nanami?” He asked, “We have to be professional. That means we need to look the part”. Ugh--boringggg.” He pulled out his best Nanami impression, which was truly awful and hadn’t gotten any better since the last time he did it.

“Saturo.” You warned, making him hold his hand up in defense. 

“Alright, alright. I’m leaving.” He said, standing to his full height despite the disappointment that grew in your chest. “Sweet dreams…little ducky.” He said, glossy lips pulling up in amusement at his own words. 

“Good night.” You said a small shake of your head. You shut your door but your heart twisted painfully in your chest as you caught the quickest glimpse of Gojo’s lips faltering in their grin. Like he was--sad that you were sending him away. 

You usually didn’t send him away. You were always happy to have him around. To have him unnecessarily close and very much invading your personal bubble. 

Had you meant to send him away now?

You did, obviously. You shut the door right in his face. 

Your chest felt all hollow as your heart gave a painful little drop in panic as you fumblingly rushed to whip the door back open. 

You stepped into the hallway to find he hadn’t made it too far, the noise of your rush having made him pause to turn back to you. 

“Wait--wait come back.” You said, waving him over. He watched you for a moment like he was trying to figure something out. You noticed then he held two little bags in the hand he had been keeping behind his back. Your heart only began to drop faster at the sight. 

“But--”

“Shut up and come back. I’m being an asshole. You know I want you to come in.” Gojo hesitated for a moment longer, a hesitation you almost only ever saw him do when you were around, before he started back down the hall. 

His lips pulled into an easy smile. A smile that seemed--genuine, not full of amusement or cockiness. You moved out of the way to allow him entrance into your room. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just--late.” You tried to find an excuse but it just sounded pathetic in your ears. 

“Hey, don’t apologize. How can a beauty like you keep all that up if you don’t get your beauty sleep.” He said, watching you shut the door behind him. “It’s why I slept on the plane.” You huffed a laugh, shaking your head at him. 

“Sit?” You said, climbing back into your bed which had gone cold from you being out of it for a while. You turned your bedside light on as Gojo took his shoes off, leaving them at the door before he followed. You scooted over, making space for him to sit next to you. As he got comfy, you grabbed for your blankets and threw them over top of you both, shivering slightly as you tried to get warm again. 

Gojo seemed to notice and scooted closer to you, his shoulder pressing firmly to yours in invitation to steal his warmth. You gladly pressed even closer, moving your legs so they were touching his. 

“Why didn’t you just get a hotel?” You asked, looking up at him as you watched him tug off the blindfold. “You usually do.” You’re voice came out softer once his eyes were uncovered and latched right onto you. They always took your breath away. Eyes you could get lost in their deepness--like an ocean. Gojo tossed the blindfold to the ground without care. 

“Eh…I don’t know,” He started, brushing a hand through his white hair as if to smooth it down, though you doubted anything could truly tame its wild nature. “I guess--” He shrugged, “I missed you…I don’t know, it's stupid.” His eyes turned towards the two bags in his lap, fingers picking at the edge of one. 

“Do I need to remind you that you can say anything to me again?” Gem blue eyes cut towards you once more, lips tugging at their corners. 

“Maybe.” 

“I’m not going to judge anything you say. Just tell me. It’s not stupid.” You said, carefully threading your arm around his to hold him even closer to you “I missed you too, you know.” His lips turned upward again. 

“Good. Cause--I did miss you.” You nodded, giving him an easy smile. 

“Good.” 

“I got you something.” He said, grabbing for one of the little black bags and handing it to you. You took it, feeling over its smooth, soft surface. It seemed very expensive. If you couldn’t tell from the feel of it, the name of the shop sprawled across it in thin, gold lettering let you definitely know. 

You protested for a while anytime he would buy you something expensive. You would protest anytime he bought you something inexpensive. You just hated that he was buying you things because it was too kind and he really, truly didn’t need to. But after a while, you had kinda given up cause you saw how much joy it brought him to get you things. 

If it brought him joy, it brought you joy.

You peeked inside and saw several different types of chocolates and sweets that made your smile grow brighter. 

“Thank you.” You looked back up to him and found he hadn’t taken his eyes off you.

“Of course. I got myself some too. Obviously.”

“Obviously.” You chuckled. 

“I was thinking we could try them together. You know--for science or something.” Your chuckle turned into a full-blown laugh that pulled one from Gojo’s chest as well. 

“Science--of course, of course.” You nudged your shoulder against his, making his pale cheeks dust in a pinkish color you loved to see. “Did you want to try some now?” 

“I think you can read minds. Is that one of your techniques I didn’t know about?” You shook your head again and you reached into your bag, pulling out a light pink, medium-sized candy. Gojo was quick to reach for the same one, his a pale yellow.

“It’s in the shape of a little turtle.”

“They had little dogs and rams but I know turtles are your favorite.” He beamed making your heart flutter. 

“I’m gonna feel bad eating them.” You joked, giving a small pout at its cuteness.

“It’s what he was made for. He wants you to eat him. He’s saying, “Oh please bite my head off. I taste so good and sweet. Pleaseee.”. You laughed as he gave another impression. 

“If you insist Mr. Turtle.” And you both carefully timed out the moment you took a bite so one of you wouldn’t have a reaction before the other. You gave a low hum as the sugary candy brust across your tongue. “Mine kinda tastes like strawberry.” You said after you swallowed. 

“Mine tastes like mango,” Gojo said, not bothering to swallow as he spoke. You both watched each other for a moment, nodding at the taste.

“Trade?” You questioned.

“Trade.” Gojo agreed as you both switched the candies. You giggled at the moment, snuggling closer to him as you two took bites of the new candies. “Ah--much better.” 

You two tried a few more candies, commenting on each and laughing at anything and everything. You enjoyed your time with Gojo. Always had. 

You remembered when you had first met him, you a first year and him a second year. You had been just captivated by him. By this famed man, your clan and the next whispered about and there he was, goofing around with his friends like any other teenager would. 

And when everything went to shit, when he went on his mission, only to come back and have it fail and Geto left, you found him hanging around you more and more. 

When you had asked him about it, why he would want to ever hang out with you who was always so quiet, he responded quickly. Simply. 

“Because you don’t expect anything of me.” He said, hands in his pockets as he kicked a rock further down the street. “Because you’re calm.” And so you stayed that for him. A steady calm against his chaotic wild.

“Hey…can I ask you a question?” Gojo asked, voice growing softer in almost nervousness. You knew what he was gonna ask before he had even said it. You knew cause he had done the same thing once before you graduated. Once just before you became a teacher. And once while you two hung out by the stream that flowed just a little ways away from the school. 

You chewed on the bit of chocolate-covered pretzel in your hand, snuggling deeper into his side and laying your cheek against him. 

“Sure,” You said softly, his arm around you tightening the smallest bit. 

“Why can’t you be mine?” His voice was just as soft. A whisper you and only you could hear. 

You never had a good answer. You’d always given him specks of an answers. 

“I need to work on myself.” 

“I need to focus on teaching.”

“Because I value our friendship.” 

And they were all true. Had been true at the time at least, but they had never been the real answer. 

And now, as you took another bite of pretzel, you still didn’t have a good answer. 

“Why would you want that? I’m not special.” You found yourself saying because it still baffled you that he would want to be your friend let alone be something more. 

“But you are. You’re special to me.” He said, voice passionate even without its rise. “I--I really did miss you.” He confessed again, “I don’t like not being around you. I don’t like having to be away knowing you're here without me. I don’t like falling asleep without having seen you and I don’t like trying sweets without you.” You kept quiet, heart lodging itself in your throat feeling like you might choke.

“Do you…not feel the same?” You squeezed your eyes shut tight, forgetting you held the sweet in your hand as you wrapped your arm around his abdomen, holding him tight. 

“You know I do.” You said practically on an exhale of breath. 

“Then why can’t you be mine?” You felt him shift lower so that he could bury his face in your hair. So that he could wrap his other long arm around you, holding you like you might disappear. 

“I don’t…I don’t know.” 

“Don’t lie. Please don’t lie.” He said on a near beg. “Just like how I can say anything to you, you can say anything to me.” Gojo’s finger curled into your flesh as he shifted again. This time, he brought his knee to corral your legs up so that you were curled up and he could fully wrap himself around you like some long, muscle-filled blanket. “Is it because of my Six Eyes?” 

You grabbed a fistful of his shirt as he whispered his last question. Gripped it tight enough you knew your knuckles would grow pale. 

“Yes.” You whispered back as your eyes stung. You felt his muscles tense at your confirmation.

“Because…you’re scared of me?” 

“No. I’m not--why would I be scared of you?” You nuzzled your forehead against his chest, feeling his heart, which was usually so steady, beat near rapidly. “I don’t like how people treat you. I don’t like--they use you. They use you and I hate it. I don’t want to use you.” 

“But you don’t use me.” 

“But I have. I’ve used your friendship. I’ve let it go on because you make me happy and I let it…shift into this and I--I should have cut you loose.” Gojo stayed quiet, only the sound of your heavy breath and his heart filling your ears. 

“Then I’ve used you too.” You huffed at his words, finding them untrue. Wildly so. “I have. I’ve used your friendship because I didn’t want to be alone.” He fell quiet again, a hand moving up your back to find rest upon the nape of your neck. “....please don’t cut me loose.” And despite your better judgment, you nodded.

“I can’t.” You said honestly because you could never find the strength within yourself to do such a thing. Gojo’s long fingers drew circles into your neck, making your skin heat. 

“Is that the only reason?” He asked after a long moment, his fingers never once stopped in their caress. 

“I’m scared of what my clan might do if we…” You let your words trail out, seeming to not find the strength to say them. “That they might use it to use you and I refuse to let that happen.” 

“Then…don’t tell them. Don’t tell anyone.” You pulled away suddenly so you could look into his eyes. Eyes that were--so raw and unguarded now. Eyes that were sad and hopeful and hurt. 

“That wouldn’t be fair to you,” Gojo said your name softly, letting his head fall to the pillow below him. “No.” 

“...should I beg?” You blinked at him. At the sudden switch from serious to goof, though you could see all that seriousness still shining in his eyes. You knew if you truly wanted him to beg you for it, he would. 

“What? No. Saturo--”

“I’ll beg. I’ll get on my hands and knees and beg.” He continued, fingers moving from your neck to grab hold of your hip, pulling you right back in. His face came inches--no, what’s smaller than an inch? Mere millimeters away from your face making your heart begin to twist and thrash about in your ribs. 

He’d been this close before. Again, the guy wouldn’t know what personal space was if it punched him in the face. And you never minded. You liked him close, needed it but--

“Please--” You were begging. Your weak attempt to get him to stop before you gave in. Before you let your heart lead and not your mind. 

“You think I treat you good now just wait. I’ll treat you like a queen.” He continued as if he could sense your weakening will. He’d never been this persistent before. Never fought this hard for you. Typically you would give your answer and he would nod, going back about his business like it didn’t hurt him but now--

“Saturo--” 

“If you’re worried about your clan don’t be. I am the strongest after all.” He said, pulling that unwavering confidence back into his voice. “I can handle anything. Nothing they throw at me wil--” You threw a hand out to cover his glossy lips, stopping him before he could ramble on. He watched you and you watched him as you tried to think of what you would say. 

What would a life with Saturo Gojo look like? 

Would it be the same as it was now? Would it be wildly different? You would be lying to yourself if you said you hadn’t thought about it before. And you did like him. Hell, you think you might even love him. But…

There were so many buts. So many unknowns when it came to Saturo Gojo. 

But could you keep this up? Keep denying yourself your feelings just because you were scared? 

“If I agree to be yours,” Gojo perked up, “You need to do something for me.” Gojo nodded as if to say anything. You scanned over his features. Over his fluffy, white hair and eyes that were as deep as space itself. You let your hand move away from his mouth, fingertips brushing over the near pillow softness of them in a way that made those eyelashes of his, which looked like they were covered in ice, flutter closed. 

“I want the last of your chocolate-shaped mouse.” You said, making Gojo’s eyes snap back open. “I ate all of mine.”

“But--I was saving that for later.” You shrugged, pulling your hand away fully only for Gojo to snag hold of your wrist, keeping your hand against his skin. 

“Those are my terms.” You said trying to keep your voice calm despite the way Gojo was making you feel the exact opposite. Gojo pouted, nuzzling your palm with his nose. 

“You’re a wicked thing aren’t you.” 

“What? Me? Wicked? No. No, I’m as sweet as sugar.” Gojo’s lips pulled into an excited grin, moving so that his chest pressed against yours, nearly crushing you under his weight. You enjoyed it, more than enjoyed it. 

“Ya you are. Gonna give me cavities.” He said, leaning in oh so close once more. So close the tips of your noses brushed, making your breath catch in the back of your throat. “Fine. I agree to your terms.” 

“Good.” You breathed, your fingers grabbing a fist full of his shirt to keep yourself steady under his unwavering gaze. 

“Are…are you sure? I don’t want to be with me if it’s not something you don’t--” You lifted your head just enough to close the distance between you and him. To pressure your lips firmly against his soft ones. You heard his own breath catch at the touch. You pulled away, finding his eyes wide from the shock of it. His lips opened and closed like some fish out of water as he struggled to find words. 

“I want to be yours. Ever since you came and sat with me by the stream, I’ve wanted to be yours.” You said, brushing a bit of his hair away from his forehead. “I’m scared of a lot of things but--I’m not scared of being with you. I want you to know that and--I missed you. I really really missed you. It’s hard when you're away.” 

It felt like you had been zapped by static electricity when Gojo’s lips claimed yours again. It was shocking but a shock that was quick to fade as you threaded your fingers through his silky hair. 

“Mine,” Gojo murmured against your lips. “Mine,” His lips moved from yours only to press a kiss to your cheek. “Mine,” Again his lips moved to place a kiss to your other cheek. “Mine, mine, mine, mine.” He said, smothering you in a shower of kisses. Kisses that only made his grin wider and wider which in turn pulled a giggling smile from you. 

“Okay--okay yes!” You giggled, placing your hand over his loving lips only for them to litter your palm with kisses. “Hey--I want that mouse. Pay up.” Gojo’s groan was muffled by your skin, but he pulled off of you, reaching for his bag of sweets. As he did, his eyes kept snapping to look back at you like you might disappear. Like this might possibly be some sort of wild dream. You sat up and moved so that you could press your shoulder against his, hoping to ease his worries.

“I’m gonna miss this guy,” Gojo said pitifully as he gazed at the small mouse-shaped chocolate which he had taken a small bite out of already. 

“He’s going out for a good cause.” You said, matching Gojo’s pitiful state. He gave a great sigh, handing it over. 

You took the mouse happily, standing to your knees so you could be level with him. Those eyes watched you the whole time, adoration for you within them so strong it made them shine extra bright. A look that had your heart stopping and had you melting under it.

“We’ll share.” You said, placing the chocolate between your lips as you lend in close. Gojo was quick to snag the other half of the candy, lips pressing against yours firmly. It made that electric shock rush through your skin once more. Made you burn.

“Sweet.” He murmured around a chew, thumb coming up to brush the corner of your lips like there was something there. You pressed a kiss to his lips once more, smiling against them. 

“Sweet.”

bonus scene ->

[carmenberzattosgf]

How do you think carmy would act around his gf if she came home with a headache or migraine or something? I just feel like he’d be a total sweetheart and take care of everything that needed to be done around the house and made you dinner even if he was tired from a shift at the bear

He would enter caregiver mode immediately! He’s turning off all the lights so they don’t bother your eyes. He’ll get an ice pack out of the freezer, wrap it in a soft towel, and place it behind your neck to at least help dull the pain. Carmy will quite literally do anything you need him to do for you.

Dinner? He’ll have something in the oven within 30 minutes. You wouldn’t even have to ask! Oh and of course if you’re in need of cuddles he’s more than happy to help.

[littlelambscandyland]

The Valeska Twins Caregiver Headcanons

Warnings- Canon-Typical Violence/Mentions of Murder

Jerome Valeska

Jerome is an extremely chaotic caregiver, but he's also an extremely loving caregiver

Despite the way he was abused as a child or maybe because of the way he was treated Jerome is incredibly soft with you. He may come off as intense, but the only raise of his voice you receive is one of excitement.

Jerome really loves doing things with you. Even though he loves causing distress and chaos in Gotham he loves causing miniature chaos with you almost a little bit more.

He likes to take you out for a night of excitement. The interesting part is how bloody those nights are for him and yet you never see a bit of violence.

Jerome is actually really protective of his little. When you're small you aren't allowed near any violence. When you're little you aren't allowed to witness any bad language or gestures.

Some of his followers have been killed for simply cursing in your vicinity. It's even more funny because a few of those times you weren't even regressed.

He's also incredibly protective (possessive) in the sense that he will kill anyone who seems to be stepping into that caregiver role too much. He is your dad! No one else.

Jerome is super encouraging of any interest, though he is partial to watching Spongebob over Bluey. Or even My Little Pony over Care Bears.

He really loves doing arts and crafts with you, and any coloring pages or drawings you gift him are hung up on the fridge. Eventually Jervis convinced him to rotate them into a scrapbook because the fridge was overflowing with your masterpieces.

Speaking of Jervis and Jonathan are your favorite and only uncles. Both are really good with you and actually really enjoy babysitting you. Quite a few of your toys are from Jonathan and quite a few of your outfits are from Jervis.

Jerome can be very overwhelming, but he can be very calming too. He always has one of your comfort items nearby and he has memorized every action that you find the most comforting/relaxing.

This man is among the best at telling bedtime stories, no books needed. It makes bedtime all the more fun and soothing.

He handles tantrums surprisingly well, toning down his own whirlwind of thoughts to comfort you and yours.

Jerome is undeniably good at making his little laugh. His jokes are the best and he isn't above looking like a fool just to see you smile.

Jerome is surprisingly a really good caregiver, of course he has faults like feeding you ice cream for dinner, but he does his best and he really loves his little and would burn down the world for you.

Jeremiah Valeska

Jeremiah is an extremely intense caregiver, but he's also an extremely comforting one.

In almost every situation Jeremiah retains an air of calmness. When he isn't calm the anger is never pointed at you. He's never once yelled at his little and he never will.

Unlike Jerome, Jeremiah's protectiveness leads to you being inside most of the time. The rare times you are allowed out, especially when little, it's in an excluded, private place or something he specifically curated/staged for you.

Most of the people around Jeremiah or even most of the GCPD don't know you even exist and those who do refuse to interact, for good reason too.

Jeremiah finds everything about you fascinating, whether you're big or small. He encourages every interest or obsession.

If he had to pick Jeremiah would choose reading a book to you over sitting you in front of a tv, but he can't deny his slight interest in that "stupid" ninja turtle show you keep making him watch.

Jeremiah particularly enjoys teaching you reading, writing, and math while you're regressed. Don't worry he isn't all strictness and no play, you have a huge playroom that's filled with toys that you frequent often.

Echo has had to stop him many times from buying you anymore toys, and even then he often ignores her.

Speaking of Echo she's the best auntie you've got and the only person allowed to interact with you. That is if you like her. If you show any sign that you don't like her then Jeremiah will forbid her from interacting with you.

Jeremiah can be very stunted when it comes to showing emotions, so it can be hard to tell if he's sincere or angry or happy. Thankfully his actions are easy to track and he will do very distinct things to help you identify easier.

As much as he denies it Jeremiah loves to hold and cuddle you. If you've had a nightmare or even just ask to sleep with him he hops onto the opportunity. It's also a good way to pull him from his work.

Jeremiah has a list of all the things that help calm you down or comfort you, Any item, action, or word that might help you he has listed in his head.

He handles tantrums with the most poise a caregiver could have. Jeremiah very easily validates your emotions and calms them all at once.

Jeremiah loves to do puzzles with you and has drawn up many mazes for you to solve, through some trial and error as the first few were too difficult for your little mind.

Overall Jeremiah is a really good caregiver, he can be standoffish, but he really loves you and would do anything for his little.

The Valeska Twins

Lets just preface this by saying together these men are menaces. You have to be a very special case to get them to work together, which you are.

Jerome and Jeremiah will argue constantly over who gets to do what with you. They constantly argue with each other for your attention in and out of your regression. They argue about rules and schedules. Essentially if they can disagree on it they will.

Speaking of disagreements, let's mention the few things they do agree on. No one is allowed to take care of you while regressed except them, there's two of them so there's no need for a babysitter in their heads. A baby bag is a must even if you aren't little, there is no reason for them not to have your comfort items. They both get an equal amount of time with you. You're not allowed to hear any cursing or violence while regressed and even when big they're iffy on it with you.

Your bedroom is right in between their bedrooms, your playroom is right across from the office, and your bathroom attaches to theirs. There's also a play area in their office.

Heaven forbid you get hurt or sick. Jeremiah and Jerome will coddle you until you can't think anymore. I can see Jerome swaddling you in a blanket while Jeremiah feeds you soup or your favorite comfort meal.

Often they alternate between who watches you because they don't want to fight too much in front of you. When they do watch you together it's often filled with vaguely threatening or even simply petty comments thrown at each other. They will always put up with each other for you. You want to watch a movie with both of them? They guess that's not too bad. You want to have a tea party and they both HAVE to be there? Ehh, okay, why not?

Let's be honest they spoil their little so much, there's no way you don't become a spoiled brat. You want a new toy, you got it. You want something for dinner, you get it. You want to do this, you get to do it.

While Jeremiah can be very heavy in gift giving Jerome leans more into quality time. While Jerome is very open with his physical affection Jeremiah hides his desperation for it. While Jerome says a lot of words of affirmation Jeremiah leans more into acts of service.

They balance out each other's flaws which makes the dynamic much more healthier for you. Jeremiah's letting you stay up past your bedtime? Absolutely not, Jerome's taking you to bed now. Jerome wants to take you for a joyride in a cop car? Absolutely not, Jeremiah's taking you to the park.

Both twins love you so desperately and so deeply it can be a bit scary sometimes. And, yes, they fight a lot, but they will always put it aside for you. They make up some of the best caregivers a little can have, and there isn't anything, I mean anything, they wouldn't do for you.

[swee7dream]

ilichil as agere caregivers ! nct 127 x f!reader

warnings feminine nicknames dni if you sexualize age regression in any way . author's note i guess this is my opening to start writing cg!127 and cg!wayv ! mahae can be found here and winwin's headcanons can be found in wayv's when it's out .

seo youngho (￢‿￢ )

you got him wrapped around your finger! not that he’ll ever admit it

saw a cute dress? he got it for you. your stuffie’s arm ripped? he’s learning to sew for you.

purposefully hides pieces of the puzzle you’re building and feigns innocence just to see you get mad when you find out his schemes

“how’d that happen?” he pouts, cocking his head to the side.

if he every truly upsets you, he’s quick to apologize, pulling you into his arms and leaving kisses all over your cheeks until you’re laughing again because it tickles so much and he’s holding you so tight you can’t get away!

johnny loves being called daddy! he’s your daddy and you’re his babygirl!

loves cheesy, old-fashioned nicknames like honeybun, buttercup, cupcake… he just thinks you’re sweet, is what he’s trying to say

he loves when you sit on his lap and show him the coloring pages you finished while he was gone. he’ll make up stories off them like the purple elephant that wants to be a trapeze for the circus!

another big fan of playing pretend

his favorite game is dinosaurs, stomping around the house in slow motion with an evil toothy grin. you always manage to sneak away from his t-rex arms somehow but he’ll get you one day!

but johnny isn’t just a big goof. he knows when to put his foot down and is more 50-50 with it rather than taeil’s 90-10.

“i said no. put that back, please.”

his serious voice never fails to cause a shiver up your spine, settling you down within seconds.

when you finally decided to tell johnny, it took a minute for him to understand what exactly age regression is but kept the line of communication open. very open.

once, you were at work and your screen lit up with a message notification from him reading ‘do you like pacifiers?’

you almost beat him up

lee taeyong (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

worrywart !

doesn’t wanna make your regression feel even the slightest bit off. prioritizes your safety and comfort

at the beginning, taeyong as a cg can be seen as… a bit much

in preparation for his first time caring for you when small, he bought so many things. just anything he saw mentioned just once in all of his research of agere.

from itty bitty gear to middle/teen gear, bubu bought it all. if you don’t use any gear at all and have the ice cold heart to tell him so, you watch the color drain from his face.

poor guy

he just likes to be prepared. there’s nothing he likes more than a good plan.

cooking together is always so much fun. never lets you near the knives or heat but likes to keep you around to be his taste tester!

“what do you think, sweet pea?” “so yummy, bubu!”

loves doing crafts with you, particularly finger painting. you do it regularly, always forgetting that taeyong’s going to make you take a bath when the two of you end up with paint all over your faces and clothes

if you are allow it, taeyong is great with bathtimes !! he’s got rubber duckies and bath crayons to play with while he washes your hair.

cackles like a witch with a cauldron when adding a bathbomb to the bathtub, saying he’s preparing ‘baby soup’

“mommy, stop bein’ creepy.” “sorry, bug (っ- ‸ – ς)”

nakamoto yuta (￣ω￣)

“so yeah, it was just me and this big panther booking it down the forest to get away from this bear.” “and then?!” “i dunno i made it up :3”

an evil, evil man that takes advantage of your imagination during your tiny time to make up stories only to not finish them!

“what do you think would’ve happened next, baby?”

evil, but a good storyteller that gives you ideas for games nearly everyday you suppose….

loves playing dress up and salon

learned to do your hair! it’s an ongoing process… how did you end up with one low bun and one high? don’t ask

your breath hitches because he pulled a little too tight and he drops everything. are you okay? are you crying? he’s sorry, so so sorry. you know what? let’s have ice cream for dinner

likes listening to acid black cherry while doing your (v-kei) makeup! lets you sit on his lap when its your turn to do his

“daddy’s making you a total rockstar, baby.”

lets you draw on him! might get one (or several) of your doodles tattooed on his skin permanently just because he likes it so much

cuddling is his true life’s passion. takes out all the pillows and blankets in the house to make a pillow fort for movie nights. if he has any left over he uses them to wrap you up into a burrito

kim dongyoung （´▽｀）

just smile and wave, doyoung, smile and wave

maybe he shouldn’t have introduced you to his friends… they help add to your mischievous streak

“bunny? kangaroo! …pogo stick?” “doie… ‘s obviously you.” “me?” “yeah! when you can’t get the stuff on the top shelf at the the store so you did like this. ‘member? doie so bad at charades...” “:D ?!”

simultaneously the most competitive and worst player when it comes to video games

says he’s gonna win as you load up animal crossing like ….? okay gramps

hates when you call him that so you do it as much as possible because you live to displease

always knows the right thing to say when you’re feeling big feelings that feel only bigger when you’re small

treats you like you’re made of porcelain, his fingers delicately wiping your tears away silently.

never tells you to not cry or to stop, just tries to makes the process of feeling your emotions as easy as possible by making sure you’re drinking as much water as you’re crying out and making sure nothing could trigger you further

when you first told him about your regression you weren’t sure what his reaction was gonna be. he just stared dead at you in silence for like 8 minutes and then whispered “yeah… that makes sense” to himself

what is that supposed to mean? you know as well as i

jeong yunoh o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

he really just wants you to think he’s cool

that’s his main thing. of course, you being comfortable and happy is first, but you thinking he’s cool is a close second

most of his cg work is actually done behind the scenes; trying recipes, researching agere tips, and learning different crafts so that when you’re finally little again he can see the sweet, sweet sight of your awe

if you two planned for you to have some tiny time after a long time spent without regressing because overwhelming stress and responsibilities, you can bet on jaehyun to have organized an entire mermaid scavenger hunt in your home at a 6pm on a wednesday evening

the reward is always a ticket for something like a veggie-free night or a warm hug (he’ll give them to you whether you have one or not)

he calls them baby tickets

yes, that’s really what he calls them. yes, he chose the name himself.

there’s a reason you don’t let him name your dolls or stuffies

you tried once, this is basically how it went:

“hyunnie, what you think?” “it’s a bear… and pink… what about bearie? like strawberry and bear. bearie, haha. get it?” “…”

likes being called mister! but it’s actually rare for you to call him anything other than hyunnie

“say ‘please’ and i’ll think about it.” “please, mist-”

he’s already swiping his card

dong sicheng ♡✧( ु•⌄• )

read here (when it’s published) !

kim jungwoo (☆^ー^☆)

the silliest!!!!! how can you not love snoopy

your number one supporter in every single thing.

“the way you colored the sky with cerulean blue instead of the standard blue is just a peek into the artistic genius mind you have, my dear. how is every single art piece of yours just flawless?”

your babbles? “you don’t say! you know, i never did like that scoundrel…”

loves playing doggy! he could be cleaning around the house but if you slip that dog ear headband on him he’ll drop everything to entertain you.

he’s shattered a few plates...

he’s the most loyal friend you could have. he herds all your sheep plushies together and sniffs out the clues to help you solve the mysteries!

he also lets you doodle on his face. he’s just so easy-going it doesn’t matter what. whiskers? meow! mustache? hm, yes, it’s quite becoming of him, he thinks. you stuck some gem stickers on his cheeks? he’s an alien from the moon.

likes playing pretend much more than playing with toys.

sulky when you choose to play with your dolls rather than him. when he’s literally right there!!! your best friend :(( your buddy :((

i don’t know how else to describe this other than a dog-like caregiver

energy is always up, even when its bedtime which can be counterproductive sometimes. although? not completely? he definitely helps you tire yourself out until you’re knocked out on the couch

his nickname for you is giggles !! your giggles are his favorite thing in the whole wide world and makes sure to tell you that often.

lee minhyung (ᓀ‸ᓂ)

read here !

lee donghyuck ʕ˙Ⱉ˙‧:ʔ

read here !

extra ! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

cg!johnny+yuta is being hit with whiplash every two seconds because they can either be the sweetest people ever or pranksters from the deepest depth of WICKEDNESS AND DARKNESS. they always, always, always tag team too, so it’s not like you can run to one when they other is trying to tickle you to death

cg!jeno+jungwoo is what happens when a baby is left alone with an old, tired dog (jeno) and his younger brother that has all the energy in the world (jungwoo)

cg!taeyong+doyoung has the same power imbalance as djj, leaving doyoung groveling at the ground even when he’s supposed to be the one taking care of the others

[hunniemawa]

🐻‍❄️Ice Bear as a Big Brother Caregiver! 🐻‍❄️

🤍 By far the quietest of the bears, but that doesn’t mean Ice Bear can’t be a great caregiver.

❄️ Just as responsible as a real parent! He has meals planned for you, makes sure you’re looking after yourself, and helped you make your rule board!

🤍 Tends to call you “Little Bear” in an endearing way.

❄️ Always packs your regression gear whenever you go out, in case of emergencies.

🤍 He can cook you anything! Be prepared for heavenly scents to wake you up in the morning!

❄️ Ice Bear is also very strong, strong enough to carry you on his back in his usual bear stack fashion

🤍 Although he doesn’t like to talk, he does like to sit and listen. Talk about anything! You’ll never feel more heard ^^

❄️ If you like learning, you’ve come to the right bear! Ice Bear knows many facts, languages, and skills, you’ll learn something new everyday!

🤍 If you wish to regress alone for a little while, Ice Bear understands. Ice Bear likes his alone time too.

❄️ Doesn’t like mess very much, but he’ll put up with any messes you make if it makes you happy.

🤍 “Little Bear is cold. Let Ice Bear hold you, Ice Bear is stronger than the cold.”

❄️ “Ice Bear knows lots of things. Neptune orbits the sun every 165 years. Stegosaurus brains are the size of walnuts. And Little Bear is a good friend.”

[paci-papa]

curiosity from the anon you inspired to be a caretaker...

do you have any ideas for how i can reward my little princess for good behaviour? how do you like to imagine rewarding your babies? i'm trying but i just can't think of many good methods! (i think i'm too used to viewing her as an adult...)

Oh, my friend, there are all sorts of wonderful rewards for good little ones!

First off, little ones love treats. Papa is yet to meet a cutie who isn't a little sugar hound. Offering little candies, cake, cookies, or ice cream for good behavior is always a winner. Plus, it can be fun for you too!

There is almost nothing as cute as watching a cute little baby new to their role realize that if they are going to eat that big slice of chocolate cake, they are going to have to use their hands and make a mess like the overgrown toddler they are!

Toys are also excellent rewards for extra good behavior. A super special outing for you and your little princess is a trip to the toy store to pick out a stuffie to commemorate a milestone.

You get extra points if you get the stuffy as a reward for something extra blushy. Then, you can always remind your little one about how they earned their favorite little friend each time they cuddle with it, keeping that memory of something like their first messy diaper fresh in their mind forever!

Speaking of fun outings, just taking your little out in public can be an excellent reward. Babies need fresh air, just like everyone else, and a walk in the park with their Mama or Papa can be just as exciting as a new stuffed bear!

Finally, there are always the more 'big kid' rewards. Buzzy time, humpy time, and bouncing time on a caregiver's knee are all wonderful ways to use a little one's natural big kid feelings to help reinforce how small they are.

Getting to have "special cuddles" with Mrs. Bear after making a big present for Papa in their diaper, is a great way to reinforce that even when a baby is feeling big, their actually itty bitty!

Papa's sure that there are a bunch of other wonderful rewards for littles out there. I'm always learning new ones myself.

Just remember to always be flexible and creative. Those traits will truly make you the best caregiver you can be!

[baby-yellowjackets]

hi!! would you be willing to write a fic about an infant regressed tboy nat and mama lottie? maybe dealing with some dysphoria or other really big feelings :0 tysm your writing is amazing

Title: Manas Good Boy

Pairing! Trans boy! Regressor! Nat x Caregiver! Lottie

Word count: 500

TW: mentions of bodily dsyphoria, mis gendering, etc

Author’s note: first time writing trans nat, so I really hope I did him justice anon!!

Today had been hard, the day spent being called by the wrong name, the wrong pronouns, generally feeling gross about himself- Nat had found himself exhausted once he and Lottie reached their hotel room.

He was grateful he didn’t have to pair up with Misty this time around, she always asked so many questions, Nat couldn’t exactly sleep.

But Lottie was different. She didn’t really ask many questions, but she was always willing to help in any way she could.

Lottie knew two of Nat’s secrets that he’d probably bring to the grave. The first being that he was trans, female to male. The second was that he was an age regressor.

It was honestly a huge accident when Lottie first found out. She found him poorly binding in the locker room after a particularly hard practice and since he was so tired, Nat accidentally regressed in front of Lottie.

Neither of these things seemed to turn her away, rather they made her more protective.

She had left their room to go grab a bucket of ice so they could enjoy a post game soda and snack before winding down for bed.

This had left Nat alone beside his treasured pacifier that was tucked safely into his mouth and his plush bear that was cuddled into his chest. He always brought both items with him when they had to go on weekend trips for games.

Sighing softly, he curled up further under the sheets, snuffling.

“I’m back!” Lottie’s sweet voice filled the room as she set the ice bucket down.

She had yet to notice Nat being regressed. Grabbing the plastic cups the hotel provided, popping open a bottle of soda and splitting it between the two of them before grabbing the desired snacks they had bought earlier at the gas station.

“Are you—“ Lottie paused as she turned around, features going soft as he watched Nat rub at his eyes again.

“Nat..?” She spoke, setting the items down before approaching the little boy.

Brushing a stray piece of hair from his face, she smiled.

“How old are you?” Lottie asked, but already figured Nat was in a baby-like headspace.

Nat shrugged, brows furrowed with a little irritated huff. Despite being in such a small headspace, he was still feeling a lot of big emotions.

Whining, he rolled over and kicked his legs out in frustration.

“Hey hey-“ Lottie cooed, grabbing his hand.

“What’s wrong bub..?” She asked as Nat pouted, kicking his legs again. That was about as best as he could communicate, not much for talking in baby space.

“I see.” Lottie nodded, thinking back to earlier in the day. She should’ve caught Nat’s discomfort sooner.

“Well listen-“ Lottie hummed, pulling the small boy up into her lap with ease.

“You are the best boy ever, ya know that? My good boy~” Lottie cooed, tickling the other slightly. Beaming as she got a small laugh.

“Mamas.. good boy?” Nat asked sweetly, a bit muffled from the pacifer .

“Mhm!” Lottie nodded, kissing his chest.

“Mama's best boy!” She reassured softly.

[leverepaws]

Cute food Roblox games to play to relax or just chill !!

+ more at the end :3

Dis is for regressors & caregivers, pretty much anyone whether you’re regressed or not!

��� Watermelon GO!

⤷ This game can be played alone or with friends !

⤷ Drop a fruit down, and keep going until you get a watermelon or if you’re playing with friends, play it safe til you get a watermelon and don’t cross the top !

➜ Coffee shop tycoon

⤷ Chill coffee cafe shop game with relaxing sounds, get some coffee beans, put em in the coffee machine and wait for the coffee, then put some toppings in it and give it to the customers, whom are all your friends !

⤷ The developer has many other games like this one, an ice cream shop and even a boba shop!

➜ My Hello Kitty Cafe

⤷ This is a popular game and I also love to play it ! Create a cute exterior in your cafe, sell pastries, ice cream and drinks, and participate in fun sanrio themed games for certain items while also searching for chests full of smoothies, diamonds and coins!

Mobile games to play !!

➜ Boba Tales

➜ Boba Friends

➜ Ham’s Kitchen

➜ Bear Bakery

➜ SupermarketSort (unorganized items warning)

These are all on IOS, I am unsure of Android since I do not have one!

[vinnies-invasion]

Regressor Paul Stanley

Bratty, whiney, pouty, but so cute, so lovable, and so sweet

He wants all of your attention on him and him only! This is HIS time! That means he will get jealous if you talk to others or watch movies because it’s not interacting with him!

When he isnt pouting, he’s drawing, coloring, giggling, kissing your cheek affectionately and he likes being kissed back!

Regresses around the ages 6-8!

he has a favorite teddy bear that he wants to bring to everything! Here he is, sitting at the table and of course Mr. Snuffles has to sit next to him too!

So proud of himself when you give him worksheets and he completes them perfectly, all A’s!

One of his favorite rewards is getting another gold star on his sticker chart, which means one step closer to going to the store and picking out a new toy, getting ice cream, whatever he wants!

Ideal Caregivers: Eric C, Bruce, Vinnie

[the-kr8tor]

Fluffy Friday request because I am obsessed with every one you've written

Age regression reader hides the fact they are a little from hobie but he eventually finds out and decides to be a caregiver or smthing and they have fun

Idk I'm bad at requests lol sorry <3

I hope I wrote this ok since I'm not familiar with the topic but I did my best at researching it ❤️ thank you for reading my work!

Pairing: Hobie Brown x gn! Reader/ Spider-punk x gn! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, cw food mention, FLUFF

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Hobie comes home with you nowhere to be seen. You're usually at home at this time of day, he puts the ice cream in the freezer before it melts. He then promptly calls your name, looking for a sign of you.

“Love?” He knocks twice at the bathroom door, opening it, he finds it empty.

Scratching his neck, he enters your shared room. Hobie’s eyebrows rise up in surprise, your floor has a mountain of your plushies on it, all stacked together like a mound, a mountain of fluffy stuffed toys. If not for your socked feet poking out, he would have kept on looking for you.

He sighs fondly. Crossing the small space, Hobie wordlessly lays next to the pile. He's now glad that you've put a carpet inside the room or he'd be worried about the chill making you sick.

Hearing his footsteps and feeling the slight rumble he made when he laid down, you stick out your hand from the pile, a soft fluffy bear falls out of the pile in a squeak, for a second the mountain looks like it would topple over, but it doesn't, standing tall despite the disruption.

You flex your fingers to invite his touch.

Hobie doesn't waste time in cupping your hand, thumb lovingly rubbing your skin, immediately bringing you comfort, dare you say more cozy than the soft pile on top of you.

“I've got ice cream in the freezer” he whispers as to not disturb the bubble of peace you've made.

There's a muffled hum coming from inside the mound. Your hand tightens around his, squeezing thrice. He understands completely.

“Alright, later then”

You both lay there silently, just basking in each other's presence.

[curtsycream]

Favorite blankie.

Cg kiribakudeku x little reader (headspace around 2) where she has a favorite blankie and kiri accidently destroyed it bc he washed it wrong and when she found out she just cries and her caregivers try to comfort her and after bakugou found out what happened he take her to a store and buys her like 10 blankie, New suffies, New pacis and ice cream and kiri is so sorry about it 🥺🥺🥺

Favorite Blankets

BakuKiriDeku x Little!Reader

Is it obvious I love kirishima as a character? But I hope you enjoy thank you for the request <333. I’m still doing one request a day so I won’t burn myself out but yeah!

He knew how much the blanket meant to her, it was a gift from them after all. The first blanket she had ever received from them when they found out she was a little.

Holding the now red blanket in one hand and a pair of his red socks in the other he groaned. “What am I going to-”

“Is that what I think it is?”

The sound of Midoriya’s voice caused him to hide the blanket behind his back. “What do you think you saw?”

“That’s Y/N’s blanket, Eiji this bad!”

Having a panicking Midoriya along with a ruined blanket wasn’t helping Kirishima at all. “I know it’s bad what am I going to-”

“Blankie,” she let out the second she crawled into the laundry room. Her eyes focused on what used to be her brown blanket with teddy bears on it. Now red and in the hands of one of her caregiver’s.

If there was one thing Kirishima hated it was seeing her cry. Never had he ever been a cause for her tears before it left him frozen in place. Even as Bakugou entered the room and Midoriya explained what happened he didn’t move. Even as Bakugou and Midoriya led her out of the laundry room to try and cheer her up. He hated the feeling.

It took her hours to calm down and the only reason she did was because Bakugou and Midorya was taking her to the store. Even in her headspace she always remembered to be on her best behavior. With dry eyes she sits in the cart as Bakugou and Midorya point out different blanks, toys, and treats to her.

As she was nodding to the many things they were getting her she felt sad. Her blanket meant a lot to her but she wanted Kirishima. She didn’t feel whole when it was just three of them. She wondered if he was just as sad as her.

When they got back home she had a ton of new blankets, toys, and even snacks. Her favorite out of all of her new things was a blanket with little red sharks on it. When she saw it in the store she automatically thought of her red haired caregiver.

It had been an hour since they had gotten back from the store and she couldn’t find him. That was until she crawled into the laundry room with her blanket clutched in her hand.

There he was sitting on the floor of the laundry room with her old favorite blanket in his lap. His eyes were closed as she crawled into his lap.

Opening his eyes he felt a weight on his lap which he noticed was Y/N. Blinking he wrapped his arms around her, “hey-”

He was cut off by her raising up her new blanket with a smile, “blankie..”

The pattern caught his attention leaving him with tears in his eyes, “it’s really pretty..” he whispered with a smile.

“You.”

“Me?”

She then pointed at him then the Blankie, “love both.”

The feeling of love swelling within him, “I love you too…I’m sorry about your other blankie. I just wanted to wash it for you and I didn’t focus on the fact that I had my socks in there and it was cold wa-”

A hands covered his lips as she continued to smile, “okay.”

It was simple but it was enough to get him to pull her closer. The new blanket wrapped around her as he rocks her back and forth.

“Okay.”

[littledinosaursposts]

gnnm,jmhngbfv uhmm if it's not too much trouble could I maybe request some little EJ headcanons??? /nf

AWWW yes I would love too tysm for asking‼️‼️‼️

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- EJ is def a non verbal young toddler regressor 2-4 or an older brother regressor like 6-8 depending on the mood

- will eat the blue crayons

- draws kidneys but they always end up looking like hearts so people think it's cute

- WILL bite

- no one is aloud to clean his face off, he will growl at you

- likes to cook with his caregiver/babysitter

- Independent

- Messy face, hair and clothes XD

- refuses to wear his glasses

- makes knifes out of his candy canes

- will stab another little with a pencil if aggravated

- very very very shy around new people

- prefers to regresse alone

- definitely was trying to hide his regression but someone found out and told him a lot of others do it to so he would feel less alone

- plays operation often

- bites into ice cream 🍦

- likes teddy Bears and teethers

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I hope you like it I tried my best ^^‼️‼️‼️ please ask more stuff in always willing to throw out my ideas :D