#cg!remus

[remusslove]

could you do little!reader x cg!remus where she’s slipping smaller and smaller until she’s non verbal and remus just praising her for every little thing she does right like for example if she nods her head yes correctly when he asks her if she wants to go to dinner or when she’s able to colour in the lines completely pls<3

“Such a good baby, there you go” he praised you as he fed you the bottle he just warmed up a few minutes ago.

You giggled at the praise sucking on the bottle.

“Once your finished do you wanna finish coloring?” Remus asked you quietly. You nodded behind the bottle.

“Good girl. Such a good girl” “after that baby do you wanna eat?” You gave him another nod.

[babybatsanonymous]

Regressor Virgil who doesn't regret leaving the dark side but who has to hold back tears every time Roman hugs him because his hugs are so much like Remus'.

[strawbabys-blog]

hi!! Ii have a one-shot request:3,

Sirius as little (regresses to 2yrs) and Remus as his cg

Remus comforting sirius and giving him cuddles and lots of good old CG soft words after sirius gets a mean letter from walbruger

Hiiii!!! I love this request omg!! Sorry for the long wait, I've been offline for a while but I'm trying to catch up with all my requests <33

I've got you

The Marauders and their friends had taken over the common room after a pretty good day of school. It was a Monday and it had gone as well as possible for the first day of the week. James was sat in an armchair with Peter and Lily at his feet by the coffee table, Peter was desperately trying to finish some potions homework due for the morning and Lily was coaching him through it. Marlene was sat on the armchair opposite them being as unhelpful as humanly possible, pinging hairbands and balls of paper at them, distracting Peter. Mary was sat on the floor between her legs, half her hair in a french braid, Marlene was doing them for her. Sirius and Remus took up the main sofa, with Remus sat cross legged on one end and Sirius sprawled across the other, one leg hooked over the back of the headrest and his head in Remus's lap.

"Marls, I swear to Merlin," Lily says as Marlene nails Peter in the head with another hair tie. She smiles innocently, making James laugh. Lily shoots him a glare.

"Pete, mate, you've got no chance getting that done by tomorrow," Sirius says, laughing. Peter groans and Lily reaches over to swat Sirius across the head.

"Shut up Sirius," she snaps, "You're fine Pete, just the conclusion to do now,"

"Yeah, you've got this," Remus affirms, earning an eye roll from Sirius.

There's a tapping at the window and they all look up to see an owl there, a letter clutched in its beak. James gets up, taking a handful of nuts from the table with him. He takes the letter and feeds the bird as a thank you while inspecting the front of the letter. They all watch at James's face turns to a frown, a worry line forming on his forehead.

"It's for you, Pads," James says, sounding almost apologetic as he tosses the letter to the other boy, giving the owl a final head scratch before letting it set off and closing the window.

"Oh," Sirius says, sitting up and grabbing it, his face blanching a little as he turns the letter over in his hands. He looks up to Remus, fear and worry apparent on his face. Remus puts a comforting hand on his leg.

"I've got you, don't worry," he mutters. Everyone in the room tenses up as Sirius starts opening the letter, the relaxed and playful mood from earlier gone.

Sirius angles the letter away from Remus as he reads. There's a horrible silence as they all wait for him to finish and then suddenly, he let's out a small sob. He stands up, quickly wiping his eyes and sniffling before rushing to the fire and chucking the letter straight in. He watches it for a while, making sure it's all gone. He turns back to face his friends, eyes watering and bottom lip trembling, before stumbling over to the sofa and folding himself into Remus's lap, tucking his face into the taller boys neck and crying quietly.

Instantly, Remus wraps him up in his arms, one hand coming to rest on the back of his head while the other strokes his back. He rocks the smaller boy gently, shushing him, his caregiver instincts taking over.

"I've got you baby, you're here with me, yeah? And Jamie and Lily, and Pete, and Marls, and Mary. We're all here for you love," He murmurs, feeling Sirius's soft gasps against his neck. He keeps it up until the boys cries slow to a soft sniffling.

"M'sorry," comes a whisper from the crook of Remus's neck.

"Oh, baby, no," he sits back a little, holding the sides of Sirius's face, wiping his tears with his thumb and pressing a kiss to his forehead, "you have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing, okay?"

"Bu- but, Pete work! An.. an, people happy but not no more," he babbles, clearly upset that he'd disrupted the evening. Remus shushes him again, his thumb moving to run over Sirius's bottom lip that was sticking out in a pout.

"Hey, they're all good, okay love? Aren't you guys?" He turns Sirius around in his lap so that he's facing their friends, they all smile big and nod.

"Of course honey, look, we're all fine!" Lily says, reaching over, this time to grab his hand and give it a comforting squeeze. Mary crawls over, sitting by Remus's feet and rubbing Sirius's knee.

"We just want to make sure that our favourite little guy is okay," she says, going to tickle his stomach. The boy giggles through his tears and turns around to give Remus a watery smile.

"All okay," he confirms, his voice cracking a little. He seems to relax then, leaning back into Remus and snuggling into his lap, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

"Oh I think someone is sleepy," James chimes in from his chair. Sirius whines and nods a little.

"Do you wanna go up to bed baby?" Remus asks.

"Dada come?" He asks.

"Of course love, I'm not leaving you,"

"Mhm, bedtime," Remus laughs at the tired boys words, he was clearly exhausted and Sirius had always loved his sleep, even more so when he's little.

"Moony, u need help getting him up there?" James asks. Remus nods, as much as he'd like to carry his baby to bed, his hip has been hurting more than usual with the upcoming full moon and he knew that James was more than capable of helping.

"Baby, Jamie is gonna carry you up to bed, is that okay?" Remus asks. Sirius nods, holding his arms out for James who scoops him up and places him on his hip. The three of them walk to the dorm and James deposits the sleepy boy on Remus's bed.

"You got it from here?" James asks.

"Yeah, I'll come get you if I need you," Remus says, watching as James leaves before turning back to his baby.

"Dada," Sirius whines, holding his arms out for the taller boy. Remus sits on the bed and pulls Sirius into a hug.

"Let's get you changed, yeah? Get some comfy pajamas on?" Remus asks, pulling away. Sirius nods. Remus gets up, quickly finding some of Sirius's pajamas and helping his baby get changed before changing into some of his own.

"Cuddles," Sirius whines, laying down and pouting at Remus.

"I'm coming baby," Remus says, climbing under the covers and pulling Sirius close to his chest.

"Night night, love you," Sirius murmurs, cuddling into Remus's chest. Remus sighs happily.

"Love you too sweetheart, sleep well,"

For a moment, there's silence, Remus listens for the sound of Sirius's breath evening out. But instead of slowing down and relaxing, he feels wetness on his chest and soft huffs against his skin. Sirius was crying.

"Oh baby, Pads, what's wrong?" Remus asks, shuffling away a little so he can look down at the boy.

"Mean letter," he says, sounding absolutely heartbroken.

"Oh my poor little boy, I've got you," Remus pulls him close again, "nothing that letter said is true okay? Nothing she says to you is right. You are amazing baby. You are sweet and kind and so so good, I love you all the world and you deserve it," Sirius's cries get more intense, his sobs wracking through his body.

"Reggie!! Want Reggie," he wails, his voice cracking as he grabs onto Remus's shirt for dear life. Remus's heart breaks for the boy, he wishes he could get Regulus, the brothers had been working on their relationship recently, even to the point that Regulus came to find Sirius after a nightmare to sleep with him a few days prior, but Regulus didn't know about Sirius's regression and Remus wanted Sirius to have that conversation and make the decision to tell him once he has a clearer head.

"Oh I'm so sorry, you poor love. How about we go see Reggie in the morning, hm? When it's lighter and you feel a little better?" Sirius cries harder.

"She's still got him! She's still got reggie! Gotta help him. Please, please, gotta help him," Sirius babbles, absolutely frantic, "need to help him, he's just little, just a baby, not a adult, gotta save him!" He sobs, his words hardly distinguishable through his huge gasps and shaky voice. Remus runs a hand through the other boy's hair, not fully knowing what to do at that moment. Sirius could get worked up about Regulus on a good day, let alone after being forced into such a vulnerable space because of his mother's letter. He decides on just comforting the boy until he falls asleep, then they can talk more in the morning.

"I know love, I know, we'll help Reggie, don't worry. We helped you didn't we? And you know Effie will be happy to have him, he'll be safe and sound. But baby, you aren't an adult either, and especially not right now, right now you're my little boy and I've got you. You don't have to worry about this until the morning, we'll go talk to Reggie and we can write to Effie to ask for help, hm? Reggie will be all safe. But right now what you need to do is get some sleep, okay love?" Remus says, running his hand up and down the other boy's back. He keeps up the comforting words until Sirius's cries slow down.

Sirius pulls away a bit, looking up at Remus and sniffling.

"Talk to Reggie tomorrow?" He asks, his voice sounding so so broken.

"Of course baby," Remus replies.

"And write Effie?" He asks.

"Mhm, we'll get him out of there," Remus says, hoping that Sirius will take that because he really doesn't know what he'll do if he keeps crying for his brother.

There's a long silence as Sirius mulls this over in his head, quiet tears still streaming from his eyes. Then he looks back up at Remus.

"Thank you, dada," he says, smiling wetly.

"No problem baby, I've got you," Remus replies.

Sirius moves forward to snuggle back up to the taller boys chest, Remus wraps his arms around him and smiles, relieved as he watches his eyes close.

"Goodnight love, get some sleep," he says. Sirius sighs contentedly.

"Night night," he murmurs, feeling happy and safe in the circle of Remus's arms.

[silliestboyever]

Ok but hear me out, caregiver Remus calling age regressor Sirius, pup, or puppy as a nickname when he's regressed.

[honeybeewritings]

it's okay little love[r.l.]

✰ ���𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: anxiety about regressing, trying to stop the regression process, remmy being the sweetest caregiver(even if you didn't ask)

✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: caregiver!remus lupin x little!gn!reader

✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 732 words

✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you try not to regress all day but everything keeps making you feel small. good thing remmy knows what to do.

✰ 𝐀/𝐍: for all my babies who are scared of telling their s/o they regress. it's okay to be scared but i bet they'll still adore you.

requested by anon: friendly reminder that requests are open

also, i've been having a lot of nsfw blogs follow me so dni if nsfw: this is a safe space for all kiddos

you and remus have been going out for a bit. not long but it was long enough that he knew which shops in diagon alley that you liked most.

or so he thought.

he had no idea you were an age regressor and you planned on keeping it that way. he was the sweetest, you knew that, but the thought of him knowing terrified you. you've had more than you fair share of meanies.

you were comfortably walking around diagon alley, holding your boyfriends hand, when you noticed a new shop. you looked closer and it was a toy store.

oh no.

you squeezed remmy's hand and tried not to bite your nails or nervously scratch your arms.

"y' alrigh' love?" remmy asked, squeezing your hand back. you just nodded and walked a little bit faster past the shop, remus matching your pace.

you slowed down and let out a breath. remus looked at you as if to ask "you sure you're okay?" to which you just nodded again.

"i'm fine remus. just saw... um, someone from school. just didn't wanna run into them is all," you lied.

he looked at you questioningly but let it go.

but once you saw the toy store it seemed everything was going to trigger your regression.

"i... need to use the toilet." you told remus, letting go of his hand. "i'll be back."

remus nodded and smiled. "alright. i have a store to go to that i'm not sure you'll like. i'll do that and be right back."

you smiled at your boyfriend and went to the bathroom, trying to keep yourself big. big kid thoughts. like taxes.

you came out after a few minutes and remus was outside, as he said he would be, with a paper bag in his hand.

"what'cha got there?" you asked. even though he said you wouldn't like the store you were still curious.

"nothing darling. how about some ice cream?" he suggested. "it's the best ice cream in london darling." he said excitedly. "just a scoop then we'll go back t'mine yeah?"

you smiled at his excitement and nodded in agreement. "alright. i can go for some ice cream." you agreed.

you and remus got your ice creams from florean fortescue and made your way back to his house. you two took the tube in london, taking it as far as you were allowed, and walked the rest of the way to his house in the country.

it wasn't too terrible a trip but you nervously tried to stop yourself from regressing. you were quieter than usual and remus noticed.

he draped an arm over your shoulders and squeezed your arm a bit. you're safe with me.

his parents weren't home, for which you were grateful, and you sat on his bed with him.

"y'know..." he started slowly. "i got you something while we were in diagon alley.

you were confused because he didn't say anything. "oh, remus... i didn't get you anything."

he shook his head and handed you the paper bag. "don't worry about that. i just... um... i think you should open it." he nodded toward the bag.

he seemed nervous about your reaction as you opened it. you kept an eye on remus as you opened the back and gasped at the stuffie remus bought for you.

it was the softest little niffler plush, as well as the cutest. "i love it remmy!" you squealed, nearly tackling your boyfriend to the ground.

"you gonna name it?" he asked. oh he knew what he was doing now... and you absolutely loved it!

you sat back on his bed and shrugged. "mmm, i dunno. wet's name 'im together." you smiled. remus sat next to you and draped an arm across your shoulders.

"hm..." remus tapped a finger against his chin in mock thought. "well, let's think. what are some of your absolute favorite things in the whole world?"

you made a face. "in da whole wide worl'?" you asked, to which remmy nodded. "wet's name 'im... remmy."

"remmy sounds like a good name, i like it."

"it's yours silly goose!" you giggled.

"mine?" he asked. "why, i've never heard it."

"silly goose."

"just know, it's okay little love. i still love you."

your little lip wobbled and you squeezed remus as hard as you could. "tanks 'emmy. luv u so so mush."

"i love you too."

[cryingatwindermerepeaks]

Sirius Black being super comfortable about his regression (another way he can piss off his parents) and Remus being jealous because he doesn’t think he could ever be that comfortable with his own little side.

[queenpupperz]

🤎Me and my papa Moony :3 @cgmoonyx 🤎

[krayonkiddos]

more caregiver remus content pls

i don’t typically view patton as a regressor but if remus is his caregiver im all for it. thats a good dynamic

kiddo patton being afraid there’s a monster in his closet or under the bed and remus being like “what?? a scary monster?? thats MY job!!” and going to “fight the monster” for trying to be scarier than him. idk if im explaining the vision correctly but im soft over it

cg remus making kiddo patton pancakes in different shapes like a skull, a bat, a slime monster which was definitely not a failed attempt at a werewolf that he messed up and adapted on the fly. patton is a big fan of the pancakes so long as they’re not spider shaped. thats his only rule

THESE TWO WOULD BE GREAT. PLS

[8-bit-daycare]

What's each of ur guy's favorite Minecraft mob(s)?

I rlly like da Endermen and da Bees!! I also luv da Foxes & Wolves/ Doggos!

Sunny obviously loves the bees! I love those funky frog guys, Glitch likes Endermen but he might still be scared of them (our system is terrified of them sksksksk), and thats all i can think of rn!

Hope ur having a good day, kiddo!

[dannyisdone]

Scrap

Not much of anything really lol

Janus startled at the sound of a whimpering Remus. 

It had been completely quiet in the living room prior to. Janus had mostly had a quiet morning to himself. He had assumed Remus must have been sleeping in when he walked into the kitchen bleerily that morning, and found that there wasn’t a giant mess waiting for him. Remus almost always woke up before Janus. Where Janus needed 10 hours of sleep to be a fully functioning serpent, Remus only needed about 3 to completely terorrize the day. Janus didn’t mind the absence though, not just because it meant he wouldn’t have to chase Remus down in order to get him to snap away the mess. He wasn’t worried if Remus slept in a bit, it was probably well warranted. 

The rest of the morning had been like that. Janus found time to make himself breakfast, coffee, and when he was done eating, he had curled up on the couch and started reading. He hadn’t even been suspicious once of why Remus wasn’t awake, but now, seeing his obviously little one in tears, he sort of wished he had. 

“What’s wrong?” Janus asked, figuring something must be wrong if it has Remus in such shambles. Remus shook his head and wobbled over to Janus, eyes fixated on where his head would find rest on Janus’s chest a few seconds later

“Hey, it’s okay.” Janus comforted, cradling Remus’s head when he laid down on him, though Janus didn’t not feel envy for his joints as he bent down to be lower that Janus as much as he could be. Remus whimpered and hid himself further into Janus. 

“Shh, come here.” He said softly, hoping to convince his little one to get into a more comfortable position. Remus let out a whine from the back of his throat and pressed himself even further in Janus, as if he meant to phase through his shirt and found skin to skin contact. 

“I know, I know.” Janus placated. In reality, he didn’t know. He wasn’t sure why Remus was suddenly so upset. He couldn’t recall any incidents happening earlier in the week. Not that something had to go wrong in order for Remus to regress, that’s just what usually caused it. Sometimes Remus found fun in playing little for a while, but he had once confessed that regression could be scary at times. How can something feel so little and still deal with the horrors of being an adult?

Remus whimpered once more.

[remusslove]

Daddy!poly!marauders with little!reader and they are playing with him in their animagi forms

Awww this is cute! Imagine her getting all excited because she’s never seen em transform before😭🦋

Remus growled at Sirius in wolf form as he protectively circled around you since Sirius doesn’t know how rough he could get in dog form. “Remmy! Look so pweety!” You babbled kissing him on the nose as he nuzzled into your face making you giggle.

“Where’s Jamie?” You asked before a deer waltzed in clumsily with a pair of socks on its antlers and eye. You babbled at his silliness plucking the clothes off of him. “Like your antlers Jamie! Really big!” You exclaimed gripping one of them a bit tight in amusement.

He swung his head before bowing slightly signing that he wants you to go on his back. You quickly jumped on his back now holding both antlers as he hopped over the room with Sirius chasing him like there in a game of tag.

Remus sat on top of the bed James was about to jump on making him stop in his tracks. Remus glared before carefully taking you off his back with his teeth biting into your shirt.

“Remmyyy wanted to ride with James” you pouted but soon giggled as Sirius began licking your face. Even in wolf form remus was protective over you, as he was more of the strict one in your guys’s relationship.

“Wuv you Siri” you said scratching behind his ear causing him to bark happily as his tounge was hanging out of his drooled filled mouth panting slightly in pleasure.

Your attention was now on the deer who was currently munching on the bottom of your sweater that remmy gifted you. “Jamie! You can’t eat that silly!” You said tugging your sweater out of his mouth as he made a noise of protest.

Remus took this as a opportunity to crawl into your lap softly closing his eyes as you petted the top of his head. He stretched his paws yawning with a whine before beginning to snore quietly.

Not proofread<3💌

[littlecloudprince]

The Little Duke

Summary: "Love this:-)♥️ Can I please request secret regressor Remus (0-3) where no one is aware that he does it? Please and thanks 😊" Request by gamblerezra (on AO3), hope I did your request justice! And sorry it took me so long to get it out ^^'

Warnings: Mentions of accidents/bedwetting, auditorial hallucinations, a meltdown scene, brief mention of blood (very, very brief, not graphic at all), skin injury/rash

A/N: …So remember how I said I'd try to be more consistent with my writing? Well, as it turns out, writer's block and executive dysfunction disagreed! I am still updating this tho, so yeah! I promise you guys, I really am trying! Time just goes by so darn fast! But I'm always open for requests!

Remus woke up small and wet. It wasn't unusual, it had been happening for a while now. Usually he just went back to sleep, and dealt with it later, when he was bigger again. He didn't know what it was or why it was happening, but he knew he couldn't go to the others. They'd think he's gross. They wouldn't like it. They wouldn't like him. They'd think he was doing it to annoy or disturb them. But he wasn't! He wasn't doing it on purpose, he didn't even know what it was!

Remus sat up, he didn't want to sleep anymore. But he had to. He was wet, and he couldn't do anything about it like this. But Remus wasn't sleepy! He huffed to himself, not knowing what to do. Why was he like this? He tried to reach out to Thomas, to have him do something, anything that could help. But nothing happened. He tried again, still nothing. He huffed, laying back down. Guess there was no other choice.

Thomas woke up to an unusual feeling. He shifted lightly, before freezing like a deer in headlights. He sat up, heart beating in his chest like a mini drum. He peeled back the covers, his face flushing bright red once they were fully off of him. No. No, he hadn't. There was no way, he couldn't have! He's an adult goddamnit, this just doesn't happen!

"Care to explain why I'm up at—" Virgil grumbled, words drying on his tongue as he processed what was going on.

"I—" Thomas started, feeling so embarrassed that tears were threatening to form in his eyes.

"You wet the bed??" Roman rose up. Thomas could only nod meekly, rapidly trying to blink away the stubborn tears in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to!" he squeaked.

"Aw, kiddo, it's okay! Accidents happen, even to adults! Let's get this cleaned up, okay?" Patton rose up as well. Thomas nodded, taking a few deep breaths and wiping his eyes.

"You— You're right. Sorry," he breathed out.

"Nothing to apologise for hun," Patton soothed.

"Yeah. Sorry. I mean— Y'know."

Right as Thomas got out of bed, it was Logan's turn to rise up.

"First step; strip the bed," he reminded.

"I know, Logan, thank you," Thomas smiled weakly.

"After you're done with that, you're taking a bubble bath," Janus appeared to give his two cents.

"Sure, Jan. Thanks," Thomas attempted to smile again. As he went on about stripping his bed, the Sides all sunk down one by one. No one noticed that one of them hadn't popped up at all.

Back in the Mind Palace, Remus had woken up, only to discover that he was still small. He didn't understand, he was supposed to be back to his big self by now! And he really, really didn't want to sleep anymore! He huffed, deciding to get out of bed. Maybe he could find something to do while he waited? He could just stay in his room all day, it's not like the others would notice anyway. His bed would have to wait, but Remus didn't mind too much, he'd just clean it before going to sleep. Maybe.

Remus looked around his room, trying to find something to do. He wanted to colour! Or draw! But all the art supplies were in Roman's room. Hm. Remus flicked his wrist, attempting to summon himself some crayons and a colouring book, but nothing happened. Remus growled quietly, scratching at his inner thighs. Why were they burning and scratchy? And now Remus' tummy growled, too! There was no way he could sneak in the kitchen without getting caught. They'd yell at him. Usually, he didn't mind, but today, he really didn't want to be yelled at. He just wanted... Well, he didn't even know what he wanted. Remus' tummy felt rotten, and not in the way he liked, either!

"They don't like you," a voice said.

"I know," Remus replied. This wasn't the first time he heard voices, it happened a lot. Usually it didn't bother him, but today was different.

"They'd be better off without you."

"You sound like the Emo," Remus shot back. The voice chuckled coldly.

"You really don't get it, do you?"

"Go 'way."

"You want them. You want them to want you. But they won't. They never will, will they?" the voice taunted.

"Go 'way!" Remus stomped his foot for good measure. He hated the way his bottom lip wobbled, and how his vision blurred as salty tears welled in his eyes. He hated feeling weak.

"They left you. They're not coming back. They have a new family now. Without you."

"No!"

"They don't need you anymore. *He* doesn't need you anymore. He hates you," the voice kept going, mercilessly jabbing at Remus' sensitive spots. Remus saw two strips of colour take form. Yellow and purple. Janus and Virgil. They stared down at the duke, disgust shining in their eyes. They wouldn't speak, only staring menacingly.

"Stop!" Remus closed his eyes and covered his ears, firmly pressing his hands on them in a desperate attempt to silence the voice. He fell on his knees, curling up to be as small as possible.

In the meanwhile, Thomas was trying to work on songwriting, but something kept gnawing at him. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. It bothered him. He had gone to the bathroom before going to sleep, like he always did. He hadn't drunk too much water, or anything else for that matter, and his dream wasn't particularly scary. So why had he wet the bed? What was wrong with him?

"You're not making any progress, Thomas," Logan pointed out after rising up.

"I… I know. Sorry. Just…" Thomas trailed off.

"Just?"

"Thinking."

"About what?"

"Just… Ah, you know, nevermind. It doesn't matter," Thomas shook his head a bit.

"If it bothers you, it does matter," Logan stated.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Thomas bit his lip. He looked up from his notebook, but avoided Logan's eyes.

"Why would you think that?"

"I mean…" Thomas didn't finish his sentence. He bit his lip, his gaze wandering uncertainly.

"I just…" his voice wavered, and he swallowed thickly as he felt a lump growing in his throat. He rapidly blinked his eyes, not wanting Logan to see him cry. He didn't even know why his tear ducts were threatening to betray him, there was no reason to cry. It was… illogical. Thomas let out a shaky sigh, hiding his face in his hands.

"Hey…" Logan sat across his host, unsure what to do.

In the Mind Palace, Remus was getting closer and closer to meltdown territory. It was getting harder to breathe, the voice was getting louder, and the burning and itching of his tighs was getting to be unbearable. He hated this. He hated this, he hated this, he hated this! Remus let out a scream, fiercely ripping his pants off before aggressively scratching at his inner thighs. Angry tears burned in his eyes as he reached for the first object he could reach, before throwing it at the general direction of the taunting voice.

"SHUT UP!" Remus shrieked, clawing at his ears for a moment before throwing himself on the ground, shrieking incoherently as his thighs demanded to be scratched again. There was a knock at Remus' door, causing his hands to fly from his thighs right back to his ears as the sound pounded at his eardrums.

"NO!" he screamed, throwing whatever object he could get his hands on toward the door.

"Ow!" Patton yelped, getting hit in the face with an empty deodorant container. He rubbed at the tip of his nose, processing what was happening. He flinched as he realised the state the still shrieking little duke was in.

"Hey…" he entered the room, and sat on the floor, making sure to give Remus some space. He reached out to the red-faced boy, carefully stroking his hand once. When Remus didn't protest, Patton continued, slowly but effectively getting the toddler to calm down.

"There ya go, Dad's here buddy, Dad's gotcha…" he coo'd gently. By now Remus had completely stopped screaming, but silent tears were still running down his face, his anger melting down to sadness. He reached his little hands out, choking back sobs, a quiet whine escaping his throat.

"Aww, you want Dad to pick you up?" Remus didn't answer verbally, instead just clenching his fists in the 'grabby hands' motion. Patton took the cue, and gently picked the boy up. Remus winced as his thighs pressed against the fabric of Patton's clothes. He had scratched them so vigorously that they were now completely raw, dried up blood covering his fingernails.

"You poor thing! Dad thinks you need a bath, hun. And then, once you're all squeaky clean, we'll put some lotion on your thighs so the hurt will go away. That sound good?" Patton murmured softly upon inspecting Remus' thighs closer. The boy nodded, rubbing his eyes, exhausted from his meltdown.

"What got you so itchy in the first place?" the fatherly Side asked. Remus just shrugged, not quite sure himself. Patton looked around, only now noticing the pants on the floor.

"…Oh," he understood now, the lingering smell in the room making more sense. Truthfully, he had not paid much attention to it at first. It was Remus' room, it was subject to strange smells, and generally, it was better to not ask questions. By now the other Sides had learned to tune it out. Now, however, was not the time to dwell on that.

"Well," Patton said, "let's get you cleaned up!"

Some time later, as Patton had finally gotten the freshly-bathed toddler in a pull-up and t-shirt, and the washing machine running, he felt the ever-so-familiar tug of someone, likely Thomas, summoning him. So, Remus on his hip, he sank down.

"Oh! Logan! Did you need me for something?" Patton asked, surprised to see that it hadn't been Thomas who summoned him.

"I…" Logan started, his words drying on his tongue as he processed the fact that Patton was holding what appeared to be a toddler.

"Is that… Is that Remus?"

"Yup!"

"…Why is he a toddler?"

"No clue! So what's up?" Patton asked.

"Right, well, Thomas is experiencing a sort of… emotional crisis, and that's not exactly my area of expertise. I figured you would be able to help," Logan explained, gesturing to the host, still hunched over the desk, hiding behind his hands.

"Huh, okay," Patton frowned a little before walking to Thomas.

"Hey, buddy…" he started, gently laying a hand on his host's back. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing, just…" Thomas trailed off, taking a breath and rubbing his face before turning to look at Patton. His eyes were a little shiny, and he seemed exhausted. His brows furrowed in confusion once his brain registered the toddler Patton was holding.

"Remus," Patton explained.

"…Huh?"

"I don't know either, I just found him like this."

…How small is he?" Logan asked, furrowing his brows as well as he thought.

"Can't be older than two, I don't think. Poor guy had wet the bed, so we had a bit of a bath, and got some lotion on that nasty rash," Patton explained, gently moving Remus' legs a little so the other two could see how red and raw they were.

"Is… Is that why I…" Thomas trailed off, too embarrassed to say it outloud.

"Of course!" Logan suddenly explained, smacking his forehead as the realisation dawned on him.

"Remus' regression must've had a side effect in affecting you, Thomas!"

"A *Side* effect? Eh?" Patton grinned.

"…Yes? I'm not sure what you're implying here, Patton."

"It's- It's a pun, just ignore it," Thomas shook his head a bit.

"…Anyway, we can't leave a two-year-old on his own. I trust you'd be willing to care for him until we figure out a way to get him back to his adult self, Patton?" Logan said, raising his eyebrow slightly.

"Oh! Uh… Of course!" Patton tried his best to conceal his surprise, quickly regaining his composure and giving Logan a grin. Taking care of Remus couldn't be *that* hard!

Right?

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This should not have been as funny as it was. But the way Roman got so baffled by not seeing Remus and then giggling when he saw him again was funny! It was hard for Remus to not laugh too. He might not be as small as his tiny baby brother right now, but he was still little.

Logan had stepped out of the room for a minutes to grab something and left Remus to watch Roman. When Roman was baby he tend to just lay around, maybe shake some of his noise toys if he felt like it. But That got boring fast for Remus! He was a very big five right now thank you very much!

That was old enough to watch his baby brother on his own! At least long enough for Logan to step out of the room.

Remus was sitting on the floor next to the bed. Roman was laying on his side cuddling a large stuffed shark (a toy that Remus was willing to share since he was being responsible right now.) and watching as Remus ducked out of view before popping back up.

"Peek a boo!" Remus cheered delighted by the giggles he was met with.

Remus normally found baby Roman to be boring. He never played any games or watched any fun shows. He was being more fun right now. Maybe peekaboo was a game that Remus could play with baby Roman more often!

Remus ducked back out of view and waited a few seconds to let Roman look around for him for a bit before he would pop back up. He didn't expect Roman to try to reach for him. Or smack the top of his head trying to find his missing brother. Remus wasn't upset by the aimless tap on the top of his head but it sounded like Roman was. The giggling had stopped and was replaced with a second of silence before he started crying. Remus was quick to jump back up. "Peek a boo!" He cheered hoping that Roman would stop crying before Logan got back!

He was supposed to be taking care of his baby brother! Not making him cry! Logan would never leave him alone to watch Roman again! He was failing being the big brother! "It's okay Ro! I'm here!" He said climbing on to the bed next to Roman and awkwardly rubbing his brother's back. Roman was looking at Remus absolutely heartbroken and grabbed a handful of Remus' shirt. Roman tugged on Remus' shirt crying harder.

Did he go get Logan? Maybe watching Roman meant knowing when to get help?

Or maybe it meant fix the problem that he caused.

Remus wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. To the point that he was getting upset and maybe a bit teary eyed. Roman pushed Remus' shark away and pulled him over to cuddle instead. Remus wasn't sure why. Maybe he scared him? "It's okay. I'm sorry. Don't cry!" Remus said hugging Roman in the hopes he would feel better.

"Bad." Roman said.

"I know. I'm sorry." Remus said feeling awful.

"What happened in here?" Logan asked as he stepped back into the room. He looked at the two on the bed crying and holding onto each other.

"I hit mus." Roman said still crying.

"No you didn't?" Remus said confused. "I scared you playing peek a boo."

Logan asked for Remus to show him what happened. Remus wiggled out of Roman's grasp and slid off the bed. "I was peeking up at Roman and we were having fun and then I waited longer cuz I thought he would laugh more and..." Remus felt a hand in his hair again.

Logan smiled and cleared his throat. "I see. Well You did a good job keeping Roman entertained while I was gone." Logan said.

Remus looked at Roman over the edge of the bed. "Does that mean we have to stop playing?"

Logan shook his head. "By all means continue. It's nice to see you two get along." Logan said returning to his desk. Remus beamed and ducked down again before popping back up. Roman was still a bit teary eyed but smiled when he saw Remus appear. Remus continued until he got Roman laughing again.

Maybe he should play with his baby brother more often. Since he turned out not so boring after all.

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cg remus lupin mood board

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Alright tumblr ate my ask so summing up what i had said yes lil virgil has a purple stormcloud blankie and remus has a lil teddy bear version of himself and also cg!janus helps w harmless pranks

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i will always reblog poly!marauders agere stuff

can u do the marauders with a little who has a stuffy and it got ripped? my bunny got ripped a few days ago and im really sad about it!

Broken Bunny

Marauders (Sirius, Remus, James) x Little!Reader (They/Them Pronouns Used)

Warnings - Talks about an injured stuffed animal, use of needle and thread to sew, use of 'Daddy' 'Papa' and 'Bubby', lots of tears, lots of fluff, the boys being sweet caretakers to both their bunny and their bunny's bunny

Notes - This is short ... No one's surprised lol.

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW.

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"Daddy." Y/n whispered to Sirius, trying to to disrupt Remus and James' study session across the room.

"Yes, Bunny." Sirius smiled, running a hand over Y/n's head, noticing the tears falling down their cheeks. "What's wrong, My love?" He began to look them over for any injuries, though he doubted that was the case as Y/n had been napping for the past hour.

"I woke up an' bunny is ripped." They sobbed quietly. Their back was facing the two other boys, but they noticed the shake of their shoulders and the worried look plastered on Sirius' face. "I don' know what t' do." They pouted, holding their bunny with gentle hands, careful to not touch the loose stitches on it's leg.

"It's a good thing Papa knows how to sew, huh?" Sirius answered, a soft smile sent Y/n's way, hoping it would help calm them down.

Y/n turned to see both Remus and James already clearing the desk, a small sewing kit placed on the table, and a blanket folded in the center. "I din' mean to bother you." Y/n cried harder, watching as the boys got things all set up.

"You didn't bother us, Bunny." James wrapped Y/n up in a hug, his hands rubbing soothing circles on their back. "What are Bubbies for if not emergency Bunny surgery?" He smiled, taking the bunny from Y/n's hand and placing it on the blanket covered table. "I'll be assisting our doctor, Mr Papa today." He said in a silly voice, making Y/n giggle through their tears.

"Please take a seat, Miss Bunny." Remus said, pulling out the desk chair for them.

The surgery was quick and easy, Remus leaned over Y/n as he carefully stitched the leg's seam back together. The cream coloured thread blending in with the Bunny's fur perfectly. With a finishing knot and a kiss to the healed boo boo, Bunny was handed back.

"Thank you Papa." Y/n smiled, tears now dried, a soft smile plastered on their face as they snuggled their stuffed animal.

"Let's remember to finish our manners." Remus said, giving Y/n a soft but firm look.

"Thank you Daddy, and thank you Bubby." They raced to give both boys a big hug, finally settling into Remus' side as he sat on his bed.

"I think it's time for bed, hm?" Sirius smiled, turning off some lights and getting dressed for bed.

"I'm not sleepy." Y/n yawned, the energy they used up worrying over their bunny clearly coming to bite them in the back. "Maybe jus' a little." They smiled, their cheeks heating up in embarrassment.