#cg!scout x little!reader

[engiebabey]

AAAAAA your fics are so cute!!! :D I rlly loved ur babysitter scout hcs, I was wondering if I could rq a oneshot of scout finding out that reader regresses? :> /nf thank u!

—@little-t-rex-boi

of course!! i love writing for him (i say that abt all the mercs tho teehee). regression age is not mentioned but it's somewhere between 2-4! reader uses sippy and a pacifier. this was a little shorter than i wanted it to be so i'll probably expand on it in the future!

warnings: use of pacifier, use of sippy cup

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Today had been great. You had spent the afternoon chilling around the base with the other mercenaries, as it had been a day off from battle. The opportunity for rest was always a great surprise, and you just had to take the chance to use it to its fullest

Evening was approaching quickly, though, and you were starting to regress for nighttime, a habit you found yourself slipping into. You were small enough that you had stopped talking in full sentences and had opted out of playing poker, instead choosing to watch as the men gathered around the table competitively.

"Hey, ya sure you don't wanna play?" Scout asked, noticing that you were quieter than usual. He didn't want to make you feel left out. "There's always room for one more, ya know."

When you shook your head "no" instead of giving a real response, he raised an eyebrow, but turned back to his set of cards anyways. He could tell something was up, but chose not to mention it in front of the others.

Eventually, you toddled off, not wanting to fully regress with the rest of the team present. As you retreated to your living quarters, you retrieved your paci, humming to yourself as you sucked on it and pulled out your coloring book to play with.

It had only been a half hour until the team was done with their game, and Scout was suspicious on where you had gone off to. He slunk past the others to go looking for you, standing in front of your door for a moment, taking a deep breath before knocking.

"Uh, hey Y/N, don't tell me you're sleepin' already, it's only 6pm!" he says from the other side of the closed door. When he doesn't get a response, he tries again, "You in there?"

Gently, he pushes the door to find it unlocked, swinging open. There you are, sat on the floor with a pacifier in your mouth, scribbling nonsense onto a picture of Pinkie Pie, making little noises.

When you hear Scout come in, your head whips around, but you make no urgent move to cover yourself, too regressed to care. The both of you stare at each other for a moment, his eyes dropping to the different aspects you've got around you before speaking again.

"Y/N.. you alright? What's all this?" he asks. No answer again, you just coo and look at him with round, curious eyes. "Okay. Whatcha doin'?"

He sits next to you on the ground, pointing to your pictures. "You, uh, like drawin'?" He's unsure what to say, not wanting to upset you. However, you seem perfectly fine and happy with yourself, so he rolls with it.

You gently start to grab for his hat, your little fingers gripping the brim as you tug at it, wanting it. "Whatcha doin' kid, you want my hat?" he chuckles, taking it off his own head and setting it on yours. "That's pretty cute." he says aloud, looking at you with your pacifier and his hat, blinking up at him.

You pat your own head, now covered by his hat, and reach behind you to curate your sippy cup. Using two hands, you hold it up a little too close to Scout's face, speaking for the first time in a few hours. "Juice?" you mumble from around your paci.

"You want juice, kiddo?" he smiles softly, taking the cup from your hands. "Alright, let's go get juice." He stands up, shaking his hand for you to grab. When you clutch on to only one of his fingers, his heart melts.

"Big brudder," you mutter, following after him as he leads you to the kitchen. He stops for a moment, reeling at the fact that you called him that on your own.

"Yeah, toots? Ya need somethin' else?"

"No," you shake your head, "Jus' like you, see." You point to the hat again. "Match."

"Yeah, kid, I see." Scout gives you a toothy grin, placing his free hand on your head and ruffling it a little.

"Just like big brother."

[criblovr]

₊ ⊹ tiny, sleepy girl ₊ ⊹

pairings: cg!reader x little!natasha romanoff

summary: you set up mat’s toys for a bit of playtime but she rather be in your arms <3

tags: pacis, cuddling, toys, gentle reader!, tiny tiny nat, sfw breastfeeding, fluff, implied fem reader

notes: requested by anon ! a little rushed sorri ^_^

Natasha sat in your lap comfortably. It was late in the afternoon and it was quite cold outside, so the heater was on blast, and Nat wore her fuzzy pink sleeper to keep her even warmer.

She looked around, sucking on her pacifier gently. She was very small today and you decided a little playtime on her mat would be fun for you both.

As she sat in your lap, you began to spread her toys around. Crinkly, cloth baby books, rattles, foam blocks, etc. She didn’t play with them as often as you wanted— she preferred to nap and nurse, like most newborns. You wanted Natasha to gain a little confidence in herself.

She was the definition of a velcro baby.

Once you finished laying out the toys, you pushed a small piece of hair behind her ear. “Okay, love, we’re gonna have some playtime. Would you like that, mmh?”

Nat immediately whined, holding onto your sweater tight.

“It’s okay, sweet girl! Mama will be right here playing too.” You tried scouting her off your lap and on to the mat but she wouldn’t bulge. You didn’t want to— but you picked her up from your lap and sat her on the mat. You really wanted to break her out of her shell but.. Nat began to sob almost immediately.

Her cheeks were pink and her paci fell out of her mouth from the screaming.

You picked up one of her rattles and shook it in front of her, “look, Nat, it’s a rattle!”

Natasha didn’t hear you, she continued to cry.

Well.. you tried.

You picked her up, putting her on your hip and gently bouncing her, “I know, I know, mama is so mean,” you playfully said.

Nat’s eyes were puffy from her tears and she hiccuped every 3 minutes. You felt so guilty at forcing her to do something she wasn’t ready to do, you wanted to cry yourself. You really, really hated seeing Natasha cry.

You were pulled from your thoughts when you felt Nat tug on your sweater again. Except this time, you knew she wanted something.

When Nat wants to nurse, she always tends to tug at your clothes and nuzzle her head in your chest. It was absolutely adorable and you always feel so soft when she asks to.

“You wanna nurse, baby?”

She whined again.

“Okay, mama is going.”

You walked to your bedroom that you shared with Nat, sitting on your bed and pulling your sweater off quickly. Nat didn’t like to be kept waiting.

You laid her down in your lap, cradling her head in your arms. Gently, you pulled her closer to your chest. She latched quick. Nat looked so much calmer already, she twirled your necklace between her fingers. Her eyes were closed and hummed a little as she suckled.

What a tiny, sleepy girl.

[ronniescribbles]

Quiet Little Koala

Sniper x Nonverbal!Little!Reader

710 Words

You can read it on AO3 here!

Exhausted and nonverbal, you pound on Sniper's van door. Despite it being so late at night, you know that he's the one that'll keep you safe, no matter what.

A/N: shout out to all you nonverbal littles out there💖 you're valid and loved!! this fic is mostly gender neutral, but uses the term "sheila" once, which is a typically feminine term, so please be cautious if you think that'll upset you♡ but otherwise, i love some soft cg!sniper, and i hope you will too!🥰

ps: i have another snape fic and a scout fic (featuring spy, too!) in the works, so look forward to those eventually~👀 and i should be posting my character list/writing info soon :)

Sniper shot up from his bed, immediately robbed of the light sleep he had barely managed to fall into. 

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Knock knock knock! 

"Ugh, it's like three in the bloody mornin'.." He muttered to himself, rolling out of cotton bedsheets and dragging tired feet on his faux-wooden floor. 

Knock knock knock knock knock! 

"Alright, alright," came his voice thick with all-too-familiar grogginess, "whaddya want?" With a soft thud, he stumbled onto the door; the jangling of a chain and lock followed, and a pause, jangling, and then the final pull of a handle. 

Relieved to have unlocked the bloody thing in half-coherence, he swung the door open. The moonlight showcased you, puffy-eyed and disheveled, staring blankly at him. Confusion struck, but the rest of him instinctually softened as he realized it was, in fact, just you there. He leaned into the doorframe and squinted, obviously trying to get a better view of you without outright saying it. 

But wait, what exactly were you doing here at his doorstep this late at night? Sometimes you were too afraid to even walk through the base's dark hallways past midnight. How'd you even manage to come all the way out here in the dead of night? 

"Christ, sweetheart, ya really spooked me there. What happened to ya? I mean, are you alright?" 

You only nodded in response as you moseyed into the makeshift living room. Tonight was one of those nights where you didn't really want to talk about anything. Well, you couldn't, and you were too small to even think of trying to make yourself. You hoped you could escape to Sniper's camper van oasis of quiet and calm, but you'd forgotten that he didn't exactly know about your nonverbal tendencies. Hopefully, he wouldn't pay too much attention to it..

"You're awfully quiet there, sheila. Ya sure nothing happened?" He carefully stepped out of the doorframe. He couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong, but he could definitely feel it nonetheless. 

Again, a nod followed the question, and only a nod. You climbed into his cramped bed and curled up under the covers. It wasn't the most comfortable, and you wondered how he even slept in this thing, but it was like home. Sniper had a way of doing that; he always felt safe. That's probably why your instinct was to come here, even knowing you wouldn't be able to explain what was wrong. There was something about the way he softened around you...

"..Little one?" Sniper hesitantly broke your train of thought. He had made his way over to your side, squeezing between the bed and the wall, to place a hand on your blanked-covered shoulder. 

After a moment of thinking, he continued, "Just not in the talking mood, eh?" 

Your hand reached to cover his, both in confirmation and relief. 

"Hey, that's alright, roo. I just thought something was wrong, seein' as you're not your... babbly self." He tried to stay as coherent as possible despite his chronic lack of sleep, and thankfully, it still showed just how truly he cared for you. 

With no sign of grace or charm, Sniper climbed over you and fumbled under the sheets beside you. Gentle arms wrapped around you and a warm breath lingered on the back of your neck. Chapped lips softly pressed onto your skin, reminding you that he was there.

Minutes passed. It felt like heaven, lying beside someone who would stay up with you with no warning, without the pressure to speak even a word. You happily rocked yourself from side to side in a blissful state of tininess. Once settled, you tapped Sniper's leg with your foot. 

"Hm?" 

The vibrations of his hummed response tickled the back of your neck. You exhaled an almost silent giggle, and began to roll onto your other side to face him. You jutted forward to press a kiss on his cheek as a silent thank you. 

Sniper instantly pulled you tight against his chest. "I love ya, koala bear," came a gravely whisper, "and thanks for comin' over." 

After what seemed like a minute of silence, he mumbled again, "I'm so happy you're mine," and the two of you were finally at ease.

Thank goodness you decided to knock on his van door tonight.

[vesperstalksclones]

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[engiebabey]

Sending in another ask bc I love ur writing style!!

I yearn for a babysitter scout

Anything you wanna do for him is fine!

:3

doing some hcs! i divided it into three parts bc i think he acts differently with different age groups of littles

warnings: talks of crying/tantrums, one mention of death, one mention of fighting, use of "big brother"

(0-2) babyspace

literally the definition of "fake it till you make it", since scout's usually the youngest of whatever group he's in (whether that be the mercs or his family), he's never had to take care of a baby before

holds you pretty awkwardly but surprisingly safe because he's scared of dropping you

will try to talk to you and expect answers until he remembers you're a baby

"so, uh, what kinda games you wanna play?" "ah?" "oh, yeah, nevermind."

gives you random objects to teeth/drool on like clean socks and spoons from the kitchen

usually doesn't like to ask for help, but if you wear diaps, he will 100% go to spy or engie and hold you up like a wet little cat and ask "help how do i change this thing"

weirdly likes making bottles. thinks it's relaxing to fill it up and feed you

favorite thing is to make you laugh. he'll do the thingy wear he tears paper to make you squeal and giggle. hearing you laugh makes him laugh

literally the only time scout has any patience is when he's taking care of you

tries putting you down for a nap and ends up sleeping with you because he doesn't want to leave you

good at calming you down when you cry

"shh, kid, it's okay, big brother's right here"

(3-4) toddlers

he enjoys that you're able to talk with him because all he does is talk

will tell you jokes and you usually don't get the punchline because it's something tom jones or death related

eats your snacks with you. like straight up steals handfuls of cheerios and yogurt bites off your table, he thinks they're delicious

tries to sneak bonk! into your sippy cup and gets yelled at by the other mercs later when you won't take a nap

tries to pay attention to you but always gets distracted, loses you very easily. by the time scout turns around, you're halfway down the other side of the hallway

makes a very poor attempt to teach you baseball, but it usually just devolves into a clumsy game of catch instead

if you won't eat, he either does "here comes the airplane!" or pretends to eat your food to make you jealous

calls his mom when you won't behave, "hey ma, how did ya deal with me when i was a kid?"

thinks it's hilarious to tickle you, will bring out the tickle monster

has a hard time trying to deal with tantrums, usually tries the distraction method of presenting toys to you. if you're really sobbing, he'll wait it out because he doesn't want to upset you further

(5+) kiddos

he's weirdly a lot more chill the older you are in regression, he feels he needs to have rules and guidelines for the littles, but if you're more of a kid, then he is laidback

huge arts and crafts kinda guy, since he likes doodling himself, it's very easy for the two of you to spend an afternoon just scribbling and coloring

you will probably spend more time outside than inside, tbh. he'll bring out balls and chalk and bubbles, anything you want to keep you entertained

will come up with a secret handshake with you (that both of you will forget within the hour and make up a new one)

so many cartoons. he likes watching them anyways so it's a no-brainer for babysitting

if you play with dolls, scout will make them fight each other

loves loves loves games, from hide and seek to the floor is lava to even just counting, he will make everything into a competition

he'll let you win on purpose though because it makes him happy to see you happy

"i can't believe you beat me again, toots! you gotta give your big brother a chance next time, yeah?"

will let you give him a makeover! if you have makeup, he'll use it, but usually it's just acrylic paint or washable markers because no one else at the base owns makeup

lets you stay up way past your bedtime, especially when it's movie night

holds dance parties in the common area oh yeah !!! they typically end up in scout trying to dance battle

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[engiebabey]

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TF2

Scout

babysittin' hcs

scout finds out you regress

Sniper

caregiver hcs

Medic

caregiver hcs

Demoman

hide and seek

mama!reader x little!demo

Engineer

engie finds out you regress

Pyro

little!reader and pyro playdate!