#mcyt x reader agere

[koithelittle]

in relation to your last post;

cg!wilbur with a girl regressor who loves puppies?

or anything puppy themed?

again, i don't know the correct terminology

cg!wilbur with a puppy loving little :3 (fem, sorta-)

note; sooo I don't know how I came up with pink as a theme but once I grasped onto it I went a lil pink crazy so.. hope you like it!

paci creds; littlest._.creations on ig!

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other moodboards (requests are open!)

taglist; @jjtheresidentbaby @lillylvjy @wilmaslittleflower @whos-nicooo @littlerosiesoot (ask or dm to be added!)

[canidkid]

Writing requests 🖊

Always open!

Yes hellooo hiii I actually love to write, but I'm so uninspired and don't finish most of what I start

So!! Here's the deal!!

I receive: a request & concept in my inbox

Ex: Hi! I'd like something for [character] as regressor, with [other character] as their cg! Maybe headcanons or a drabble/ficlet about them [doing thing]?"

You (hopefully) receive: some written crumbs!!

Can do

Fandoms (check link)

X reader

Any pairings

Angst

Fluff

Triggering subjects

Non-fandom

Agere

Petre

Drabbles

"Incorrect quotes"

Headcanons

Won't do

Anything I don't want to.

Most fandoms not on my masterlist post, exceptions apply, just ask!

Hazbin/Helluva

Mcyt

RealPersonFiction

Anything related to my dni

[bee-agere]

For requests maybe cg! Wilbur or Eret (or both) and the reader is getting bullied for regressing and they get so stressed out they end up regressing later on and wilbur and/or eret ask how old they are and the reader holds up 1 finger and Wilbur/Eret goes "oh your so small" and is all sweet because that makes my heart melt

Sorry if that doesn't make sense I'm bad with words. Thank you!

Meanies

CG!Wilbur Soot x Little!GN!Reader

TW/CW: People hating on age regression, losing friends, crying

Notes: Im too sleepy to write a note 😴

You stared at your phone sadly, sighing occasionally. You had been rereading your group chat messages with your “friends” for the past half an hour. They had apparently forgotten that you were in that group chat and had been sending message after message bullying you for your age regression, calling it “weird” and “gross”. Your heart sunk with every message you read.

Wilbur walked through the front door, three grocery bags in his hands. He had stopped by the grocery store quickly, well, as quickly as he could. Usually, when you heard the front door open, you would come running down the stairs to greet him. This time you didn’t. He shook it off, maybe you didn’t hear him.

He put away the groceries, frozen stuff first and then the rest afterwards. You still hadn’t come down. Now he was a little bit worried.

Wilbur decided to go upstairs to check on you. He walked into your shared bedroom and he immediately softened. You were curled up in a ball, tears in your eyes as you looked at your phone. “Sweetheart, what happened?” He asked softly. You turned to him and a few tears fell from your eyes.

You didn’t speak, only cried. You sniffed and wrapped your arms around Wilbur, letting him hold you close. He could already assume that you were little; you were extremely upset and you weren’t talking.

“How old are you, sweetie?” He asked. You didn’t respond for a moment, then you held up one finger. “Oh, you’re so small, birdie.”

Wilbur noticed your phone screen and read a couple of the messages. Oh, that must’ve been why you regressed. He turned off the phone, he’d handle that later. Right now, he wanted to take your mind off of it.

Wilbur grabbed a yellow pacifier from the bedside table and held it to your mouth. “You want this one?” He asked. You put the pacifier in your mouth right after, so he assumed the answer was yes.

You cuddled into him, your tears drying up because your Dada was there now. Every negative thought was out of your mind because he was there.

Wilbur kissed the top of your head. “Get some rest, sweetie. I’ll get you a snack afterwards, okay?” He whispered, “I love you so much, never be ashamed of yourself,”

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Could you by chance write something with schlatt and age regression? If not that’s fine, have a nice day :D

-🧃anon

You Smell Nice

Schlatt x gender neutral reader (SFW Age Regression) Requested by: 🧃 Genre: Fluff, comfort Proofread: Nope Music: You Are The Main Character Alone in a Museum Warnings: Schlatt getting hate, reader uses a pacifier Summary: After seeing his mod team look through dozens and dozens of not-so-great images sent to him by terrible people, Schlatt needs to destress with his little one. Their simple compliment makes his day so much better. Author's note: Anon, this ask came when Schlatt had to cancel the show in tell because of people sending dead animals to him and his mods. I felt so bad and honestly, it brought out the little in me. I couldn't help but wanna hug him :( -Mod Kenma

People were such assholes. It seemed like every day that was getting confirmed in Schlatt's mind. All he wanted to do was do a show and tell with his fans. That was literally it. But no. He couldn't do something so nice and simple. Instead, his mods were harassed with images that he wouldn't even dare speak of. Instead of making a public announcement that it would be canceled, he decided to reply to Charlie's tweet. Quickly turned off his phone and left it on his desk. He didn't want to see what anybody said, not even Charlie. He was frustrated and didn't want to take it out on someone undeserving. He walked out of the bedroom and began to look for you. All he wanted was to be with you while you did whatever. He found you on the couch, cuddling up with a stuffed animal and Jambo. The cat noticed his presence first, meowing at his owner. You turned your head, confused for a moment before smiling. Schlatt could tell by the look in your eyes that you were feeling small today. He smiled back at you and leaned over the couch. "What's up, buttercup?" You told him about the cartoon you were watching, playing with one of Jambo's paws. Schlatt nodded along, letting his worries wash away with every excited noise you made. When you invited him to watch with you, Schlatt didn't hesitate to scoop you up in his arms and lay down with you on top of him. He began to play with your hair, minding the small knots. He tried to not let the upsetting images get to him but it was challenging. They made him sick to his stomach. As much as he tried to hide that nothing was bothering him, you picked up on it easily. "Bubba?" You whispered, tugging on his shirt. Schlatt looked down at you and raised an eyebrow. "Are you okay..?" That alone made him want to break down and cry right then and there. "I'm just a little stressed kiddo. Papa isn't a big fan of the internet right now." You nodded and grabbed his hoodie tightly. You muttered a soft sorry and began to chew on the collar of your shirt. Schlatt gently took it out of your mouth and grabbed one of the many pacifiers hidden throughout the house. He placed it in your mouth and turned his attention back to the cartoon. You scooted yourself closer to his neck, finding his shoulder a more comfortable place to rest your head. You inhaled sharply, sniffed Schlatt's hoodie, and slit out your pacifier. "Smell. You smell." You said, looking up. Schlatt's face turned a dark red color. He didn't know if you meant that positively or negatively. "Good or bad?" He asked, mentally ready to get up and shower. You sniffed him once again and smiled. "Good. You smell nice." You tripped over your words as you described that he smelt like fresh laundry and baby powder. "Thank you, sweetheart." He mumbled, kissing your forehead and putting your paci back into your mouth. An hour later you had fallen asleep, the sweet scent of Schlatt's hoodie helping. He laid with you the entire time, fighting off sleep. He wanted to treasure this moment with you for as long as he possibly could. Just you being with him made him feel so much better. Stream ideas could wait, all he needed was you.

[mcyt-agere]

Little!reader with CG!dream where him and reader are roommates with Sapnap and George and readers worried about regressing in front of them - jay

yess cute! :)

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Roommates

caregiver!boyfriend!cc!Dream x gn!little!reader

Mentions of cc!Sapnap and cc!GeorgeNotFound

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You bite your lip nervously as your foot taps up and down.

You’ve had a rough day at college, and you really want nothing more than to go to bed.

However, you know your boyfriend and your roommates are probably eating right now, so you won’t be able to breeze past their offices like on normal nights.

There’s nothing you want more than to just sit out in your car all night, but you know Dream knows your work schedule, so he’ll be looking for you.

Taking a deep breath, you step out of your car.

You can do this; you can hold down the urge to regress.

You’ve done it before, so you feel confident in your ability to suppress it as best as possible.

Surprisingly, they’re all gathered around the television when you enter the house.

“You’re home!”, Dream cheers, motioning you over to sit with him.

The second you’re in front of him, he pulls you onto his lap.

“How was work?’, he asks you softly, his hands resting on your thighs.

“Good.”, you murmur, the slight fuzzy feeling in your mind growing slowly but steadily.

The movie playing in front of all of you is displaying a graphic fight scene, and you squeeze your eyes shut at the sight.

“What is this movie?”, you glance away, trying to erase the image of what you had just seen.

“Some dumb movie Sapnap wanted.”, George replies, obviously not happy with the choice.

“Dream wanted to watch it too!”, Sapnap argues, pointing at the man behind you.

Your boyfriend scoffs, and you can feel him shaking his head.

“We’re literally missing Quackity’s lore stream for this.”, George mumbles, pulling out his phone and scrolling through Twitter.

“Shut up, idiot. I’m trying to watch!”, Sapnap throws a pillow at George.

All of their eyes are drawn to the screen as screaming sounds from the speakers.

You make the mistake of looking, watching one of the main characters die on-screen.

Your face twists in disgust, and you turn to bury your head in Dream’s hoodie.

“What’s wrong, y/n?”, he whispers, trying to get you to look at him.

You cling to him tightly, not allowing him to get a good look at you.

“Can you look at me, please?”, it’s a gentle order masked as a question.

Taking a shaky breath, you pull back to look at him.

Dream immediately notices the faraway look in your eyes, and he feels his heart sink.

This movie isn’t suitable for a little, and he feels guilty for not noticing sooner.

“Go on to the bedroom, okay? I’ll be in there in a minute.”, Dream murmurs, gently patting your leg.

You try to act natural as you shoot up to your feet, making a beeline for your shared bedroom.

“Guys, I’m sorry. y/n had a tough day at work.”, he apologizes to his best friends before leaving without another word.

When he enters the bedroom, he finds you curled up on the bed with tears streaming down your face.

“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.”, he immediately apologizes.

He sits on the end of the bed, pulling you onto his lap and holding you closely against his chest.

You sniffle, trying to stay quiet.

“Do you want to talk about it, honey?”, he asks softly, a hand lightly running up and down your back.

You know your voice is going to be shaky, but you pull back enough to talk to him.

Your hands lift enough to play with the strings of his hoodie, giving you something to focus on besides the conversation you’re about to have.

“Work was bad.”, you murmur, still fighting the urge to fully slip.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

His question sits heavy in the air.

You’re not quite sure how to answer it because you don’t want to make him upset.

When you finally do answer, it’s a whisper that Dream can’t quite make out.

“Can you repeat that for me?”, he prompts you, trying not to upset you further.

You take a deep breath, blinking back a fresh set of tears.

“Didn’t want to slip in front of them.”, you manage to tell him.

Dream immediately understands why you’re upset.

He knows Sapnap and George won’t mind if he explained what was going on.

Sure, they might be a little confused at first, but he has a gut feeling that they’d actually enjoy it.

They always complain that they never get to spoil anyone because Dream spoils them, so this could be their time to shine.

However, he does understand how scary it might be to have to tell them, and he is more than willing to explain it for you if you would prefer it.

“I know, I know.”, he murmurs, not quite sure how to approach the situation.

“What if they think it’s weird? What if they hate me?”, Dream’s heart drops as you start to spiral.

“Baby, don’t think like that.”, he murmurs.

Dream feels your entire body relax against his, and he realizes that you have finally slipped the entire way.

Since he knows there won’t be any use in trying to have a serious conversation anymore, he tables the discussion of telling your shared roommates.

“They love you so much; you don’t need to worry about them, okay?”, Dream hums, doing his best to assure you.

“Kay.”, you agree, less worried about telling them with the reassurance of your boyfriend.

“How about I start a bath for you, hmm?”, Dream offers, wanting to take your mind off of the situation.

You think about it for a moment. “Bubbles?”

Dream chuckles before nodding.

“Of course, there will be bubbles.”

[soft-bunny-agere]

hiiii your writing is very lovely!! may i pleasee request some little!reader and cg!ranboo !! With lots of nice words and comfort and fluff :DDD (platonic of course!)

if not it’s ok !! take care and stay safe !!!

omg!! i love this so much ah! i hope you enjoy :))

i’m so sorry this took so long to come out i just started a new school sjdjjd

warnings?? none except for baby talk (obviously but not too hard to understand) and use of bubba/baba and pet names!

You’re an Angel

“bubba?” you said, tugging on ranboos sleeve,

“yes sweetpea?” he asked, looking from his computer to you,

“can we’s bake some cookies, pease?”

“of course, little one! how about you go get the recipe and i’ll meet you once i switch off my computer?”

“otay, baba!” you ran off to find your favourite recipe for chocolate chip cookies! they were so fun to make with baba and they were all gooey inside.

you collected the ingredients you could reach and got out a big, plastic bowl and a spoon and patiently waited for your baba to come and help.

not even 3 minutes later ranboo had finished and joined you in the kitchen. “you ready bub?” he asked ,

“yep! cans we make dem now?!” you asked, bubbling with excitement

“of course kiddo! did you get everything?”

“not da eggs or miwk, need yours hewp.”

“alright! let me get them and then we’ll cook!”

so you guys worked your way through the recipe, and if you got heaps of flour on ranboo? well, he wasn’t too upset.

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

MASTERLIST ON HIATUS

Warning: ALL Writings will contain age regression.

Requests are always open, as are my DMs!

DNI: Kinksters or NSFW Blogs, DDLGers (or variants), or anyone who is gonna be rude towards me or my writing.

WIP: Dean Winchester x Little! Reader: Reader showing Dean Disney movies for the first time!

Dean Winchester x Little! Reader: Long distance relationship.

Part 1. Parts 2

Summery: An online dating app leads to a long-distance relationship.

WIP: Henry Cavil x Little! Reader: Henry let’s reader play webkins on his new pc!

Steve Harrington X Little! Reader: Storming in Hawkins

Requested.

Billy Hargrove X Little! Reader: Diner Stop.

PT2

Summary: Maybe Billy has room to grow, especially when he’s comparing himself to his mom.

Eddie Munson X Little! Reader: Discovery

Summary: Dropping hints and trying to read between the lines.

Eddie Munson X Little! Reader: Playing at Eddie's (Discovery pt.2)

Summary: This is part of my Discovery fic world! Regressing at Eddie’s trailer for the first time.

Eddie HC - Him as a CG!

Loki x Reader: Baby's Helper

Summary: Loki is helping Baby write ‘thank you’ cards.

Steve Rogers X Little! Reader

Summary: Accidental caregiver?

Aaron Hotchner X Little! Reader: Accidental Slip

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe X Little! Reader: Vision of Little You

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe Blurb: Little Gamer (Christmas)

George Weasley X Little! Reader X Fred Weasley: unjust punishment

Summery: When umbridge takes a punishment too far, the twins look after the reader and come to a few realizations.

Neville Longbottom X Little! GN! Reader: Green Thumbs Pt 1

Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.

Johanna Mason x little! reader: growing pains

[silly-mouse]

Sap's Secret

CC!Sapnap x gn!reader, age regressor!reader, ~325 words, caregiver!sapnap, age regression

"I have a secret to tell you."

You leaned closer, putting your ear right up to his mouth, eyes wide as you awaited what he would say that warranted this level of seriousness.

"You're shmol." Sap immediately attacked your cheek with raspberries, grinning against the skin as you exploded in giggles and flailed in the cradle of his crossed legs. "Is baby shmol? Do I have the littlest baby? Oh, I dooo?"

"Noooo," you squealed, hands weakly pushing on his chest. He let you push him away so you could catch your breath, puffing out your chest and crossing your arms. "I'm big!"

"Oh, you're a big baby, my mistake," he hummed with a smile, feigning confusion. "But if you're so big, how do you fit in my lap?" Your face started to burn as you stubbornly burrowed your face into his shirt so you didn't have to answer. "If you're so big, why do you have the cutest little squishy cheeks, hm?" You let out a whine as he pulled you out of his chest by the cheek, pinching it gently. "Why do I tuck you in every night?" A weak huff and a pout. "And," he mused, taking off his cap to set it on your head, watching the brim fall right down to your nose, "why is my cap so big on you?"

You simply squirmed, clutching at the hat like he'd threatened to take it away, turning it backwards so you could burrow back into his chest. "Could it be," he gasped, leaning down to speak against the crown of your head, "you're just a cute little baby? My sweet little thing? Hmm?"

You nodded against him. "... 'm yer lil' baby," you muttered against the soft fabric, whimpering softly as his arms wrapped around you to hold you tight.

"I knew it, you're just a little one! My precious little baby, oh so cute, mwah mwah mwah! Cutest little baby I've ever seen, yes you are!"

[unhonest-iago]

Caregiver Fundy HCs

Notes: while this was very much written as an author insert, it can still be read as a x-reader; it/spook pronouns used.

Gn reader

Sees Fundy more as an older brother figure than a caregiver

Letting y/n do more of spook’s own thing, supervising when needed

This works wonders as y/n’s a middle, rarely slipping below the age of 12

Y/n calls Fundy Bubba

Fundy mostly calls y/n kit, squirt, and munchkin in return

Fundy doesn’t have many rules but is very strict about the ones he does

Keeps a bunch of microwaveable foods in the house

Or stuff that you simply have to heat over the stove or put in the oven

Can’t watch tv past 8pm, bedtime being at 10pm

Fundy doesn’t drink energy drinks while y/n’s regressed, knowing he can’t deny spook when spoo uses its puppy dog eyes

If Fundy has to be stern, as in y/n’s misbehaving, he first tries to coax it and then if it still isn’t listening, Fundy mimics Phil’s disappointed voice

Hates it as he doesn’t like seeing y/n upset

No one’s safe from the swear jar, even visiting uncles aren’t

Usually invites Niki and/or Wilbur around when he needs a babysitter, giving them a whole run down of everything no matter how many times they’ve heard it

Y/n always ends up with butterfly hair clips in spook’s hair when Niki comes over

Fundy’s like a first time parent when he comes home after, fussing like crazy over y/n, asking tons of questions

‘Were you good for Will and Niki? Did you have fun? Did they feed you? Did you brush your teeth?’

Will wear fox ears and a tail when asked by a regressed y/n, denying it anytime y/n brings it up while big

Spoils y/n to the point if he even sees it eyeing a new pacifier or fidget toy, he’ll jump at the chance to buy it

Literally melts whenever he sees y/n clumsily using a cats toy to mess around with Boots

[bl00dn33dle]

Hii! love your layout :3 Could i get an age regression fic/fluff prompt 25 with cc!dream?

Thank you friend! i worked on it for a while tryna get it how i wanted it and i am proud of how it turned out :]

Pronouns: they/them

Pairing: cc!dream x reader

prompt: "you're hugging me too tight!"

Warnings: crying :(( dream gets upset but its okay he makes up for it :D let me know if i missed any

Dream had been streaming for the past 4 hours and you were starting to get lonely :( you had slipped into little space a couple hours ago and were trying your best to keep yourself entertained but it was proving to be pretty difficult. You had tried colouring, playing with your toys, even decorating your favourite bottle with stickers! but still, nothing seemed to be fun enough :< hmph.

And so, you did the only thing your little brain could think of. Well why not go see dada! Usually you knew not to disturb him while he was streaming. His fans could get pretty... intense. But you were feeling so small, and so you didn't exactly think things through. Picking up your favourite bunny you set off on a mission. To see dada!!

So when you went waddling into dreams room. Your padded feet softly hitting the floorboards. When you came in you saw Dream sitting at his desk but he was too enamoured by whatever game he was playing to see you, and so when you spoke fear flashed over his features and he rushed to mute his mic and turned, meeting your sparkling eyes with a stern, annoyed gaze. His eyes narrowed and the anger on his face scared you. Even if dream could get heated at times he never directed his anger at you, always sticking to being more soft and delicate with you, especially when you were so little.

You instantly shut down, stopping mid sentence. Oh no :(( you could already feel the tears pricking at your eyes, and the small sniffles building up in your chest. The taken aback and upset look on your features made dreams eyes widen in realisation. Of course you were in little space! regret hit his heart seeing you clutch the small bunny closer to your chest.

"sorry guys i gotta end stream here i'm gonna send you all over to karl's stream!! byebyeee"

When he turned around you were gone, though your soft sniffles and padded socks stepping through the hallway gave aware your exact whereabouts.

When dream got to you, he found you upset and crying into your soft plushie with your knees to your chest, until dreams gentle voice caressed your ears, encouraging you to peek your head out from under your plushie. He crouched down in front of you, a worried expression plastered on his face.

"hey sweetie... im sorry i made you upset, dada just got scared thats all."

Bringing a hand to the side of your face he wiped away the stray tears and stretched his arms out, welcoming you to cuddle into his chest. And as upset as you were, you couldn't resist his warm, comforting hugs. So you let your body fall limp into his chest.

"y-you're hugging me too tight" Dream exaggerated, pretending to fall to the floor, bringing you with him as he kept you snuggled into his chest.

Your small giggles filled his heart, and he felt nothing but pure joy and love for the little who trusted him so much.

"Now if i remember correctly... dada promised someone a movie huh" Your eyes perked up at the mention of a movie and he laughed at your excitement, standing up and easily picking you up, sitting you on his hip and giving a soft kiss to your forehead and nose.

"you want some ice cream?"

[rattyoakenbitch]

❝𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲❞ ─ 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝

but when he loves me i feel like i'm floating

when he calls me pretty i feel like somebody

❥ content ; little gn reader, sfw agere, corpse is a cg, mostly fluff with a smidge of angst

❥ warnings ; daddy issues, childhood trauma, hints of emotional & verbal abuse and of course age regression if ur uncomfy w that stuff. also pet names and the use of the word "daddy" but not in a sexual/smutty context!!! agere is not a kink!!!

❥ synopsis ; you age regress to cope and corpse takes care of you through it all

❥ a/n ; i got a request to write this agere fic a couple months ago on my wattpad! i myself used to be a part of the agere community but it has been years so i forgot a lot of what i learned. however, unlike age play and cgl, agere is just a coping mechanism and totally nonsexual!! pls do ur research before u attack members of the agere community (: ur coping mechanisms are valid!!!

With a frustrated groan, you push yourself away from your desk, now spinning slowly on your little office type chair.

You had procrastinated and hadn't done any of your work, and even when you did try to finish it, you were easily distracted or discouraged by intrustive thoughts.

Your mind would never fail to drift back to memories of when you were younger. However, those memories weren't exactly fond or anything you'd even want to remember.

Yet they were there, either popping up unexpectedly or lingering in the back of your unconcious mind.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt two strong arms wrap around you, causing you to nearly jump out of your seat.

Corpse hummed. "Are you done with your work yet, darling?"

"Can't finish it.. My brain doesn't wanna co-operate with me today, or ever," you whine, feeling angry tears begin to form behind your waterline.

Corpse sensed the anxiety and frustration in your voice and immediately knew the cause.

"You're not a failure, Y/N. Your father was wrong, and you know it."

"Yeah, but hearing his words in my head don't exactly help when I'm trying to work."

"I know, baby, I know," Still not letting you free from his embrace, Corpse held your significantly smaller hands in his. "But he's not here. It's just me, doll. You're safe."

He knew what he was doing. And he knew that you knew.

You pulled away from his hold, now standing up to face him. He as well stood up to his full height, looking down at you with soft, comforting eyes.

"A-Are you sure I can..?" You ask timidly, looking down at the floor to avoid his gaze. He nods encouragingly.

"Of course, doll. I'll take care of you."

He brings his hand to caress your face and tilts it upwards so your eyes met.

Your eyes dart across the room, looking anywhere but into Corpse's own eyes.

"Tsk, eyes on me, baby."

You hesitantly bring your eyes back to meet his, prompting Corpse to praise you. You feel the blood rush to your cheeks at this.

"You promise?? I don't wanna be a distraction, I-"

Wordlessly, Corpse brushes his thumb on your bottom lip, causing you to quiet down immediately.

"What are you saying? I always have time for you. Now c'mon."

You giggle as Corpse lifts you up into his arms bridal style and takes you to the living room.

You end up watching a Studio Ghibli movie together, tucked underneath blankets and with you snuggled up into Corpse's chest.

At some point during the movie, you unwrap one of Corpse's arms around you and take his hand. This causes Corpse to unconciously hold your hand in his big, calloused ones, adorned with metal rings.

You both look down to where he held you.

"Awe, now would you look at that. Your hand looks so cute, the way it fits in mine," he coos, causing you to sink further into your blankets, hiding your blush.

"Mm stop," you pout, only making Corpse chuckle some more.

"You're hiding because you're blushing?"

"Yes!! Now stop laughing, you big meanie."

Corpse only responds by lifting you back onto his lap, resting his chin on your head.

"Aww, you really are blushing like a rose," Corpse fawns. "Aren't you just a pretty little thing?"

You decide not to sass back and instead accept the praise.

As you both refocused your attention on the screen, Corpse lets go of your hand and instead runs his fingers through your hair. You hum in satisfaction, leaning into his touch. Corpse continues to do this all while he whispers sweet nothings and praises in your ear until you drift off into a blissful sleep.

After what feels like an hour later, but was really just thirty minutes, Corpse's phone chimes, his screen lighting up to reveal a text notification.

As softly as he can, Corpse reaches over to the side table to grab his phone. Despite his efforts, you wake up from the movement and the sudden lack of warmth that was once wrapped around your body.

You huff in annoyance.

"I thought you said you weren't busyyy."

"I know, little one. Sean wants me to join a game with the others. If you want, you can watch us play. We won't be streaming."

You nod in agreement, and once again, Corpse carries you into the studio, setting you down on his lap soon as he sits down.

You hear a little beep, followed by a variety of voices, all talking above one another. It comes to a stop, though, and you're relieved of the overstimulation as soon as they realize Corpse had joined the call.

"Hey, Corpse is here!"

"What's up, Corpse?"

"Hey guys," Corpse greets them. "I hope you don't mind that Y/N's with me right now. They're little again and I promised I'd spend time with them."

You heard some 'aww's' in the back as voices overlapped again.

"Oh, no, yeah of course we're okay with that."

"That's really sweet!"

"All right, guys, no cursing or excessive yelling! If you scare Y/N, you're gonna have me to answer to!"

Though they couldn't see you, you still shyly huddled closer into Corpse's chest. Corpse's friends, being your friends as well, knew that you were an age regressor and were fully supportive and accepting. So this wasn't the only occassion where they'd played with little you around to watch.

"Thank you," you mumbled sleepily into the mic before yawning and laying back down into Corpse.

He gives you a kiss on the top of your head before he goes back to chatting and playing with his friends. An hour passes, and then it's night. The cold nighttime air seeps in through the windows, causing goosebumps to form on your exposed skin.

Silently, you tug at Corpse's hoodie, prompting him to look down at you. Though you've been quiet throughout the past hour, Corpse hadn't forgotten about you.

He raises a brow, confused for a second until you grab at his hoodie again with pleading eyes.

"'M cold, daddy."

"Shh, okay, baby, I got you."

Corpse pulls his sweater over his head, and on instinct, you raise your arms up as well. Corpse takes his hoodie and puts it on you, causing you to giggle in delight.

"There you go. Is that better?"

You beam, "Mhm!"

As Corpse shared this moment with you, he was still blissfully unaware that his mic was still on. That was, until he heard the choruses of "awe's" in his headphones.

[koithelittle]

cg!wolfbur moodboard (maybe some hc's?) 🥺👉👈

cg!wolfbur moodboard + hcs !!

note; sooo I sorta kinda read wolfbur as dark wolf after reading your request over and over again and ended up making a darkwolf one BUT I fixed my mistake so here! I hope you like it<3 I'm actually going through my drafts today and queing everything up so most requests should be out today & tomorrow :3 as always requests are open it just may be a few days before I get to them!

paci creds; littlest._.creations on ig!

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other moodboards (requests are open!)

taglist; @jjtheresidentbaby @lillylvjy @wilmaslittleflower @whos-nicooo @littlerosiesoot @arabellasrose (ask or dm to be added!)

- i think he's a bit more strict as a cg, more sound boundaries and rules. just because he doesn't want you hurt, he cares about you and puts your safety and well-being first.

- things like candy/sugar limits, how far you go when you play outside, bedtimes/routines, no swearing, etc. small things but, more yk?

- he tries his hardest to not laugh when you do swear when regressed because, come on, it's funny!

- you're all puffy, getting mad because he said no ice cream for breakfast (when really you're just tired) and so you tell him 'f you!' and he just smiles.

- it sounds so silly with your baby voice, but he just smiles and tries to calm you down.

- I'm not very familiar with lycans or how it works so I won't touch on that too much bUT he does like to chase you around playfully in his human form and tell you how the big bad dada wolf is gonna get you! you're just giggling and squealing and running from him, but end up getting picked up and spun around by him!

- cuddles you into his chest and likes to curl around you and rub your back n stuff!

- he's very soft with you and he's very observant, he knows what you need before you do, often times.

- offers his hair for you to play with, like he'll lean his head down for you to play with his curls.

- any sort of stim like that helps you when you're fussy or having a meltdown

- so he'll offer his hair, or his hands or a stuffie for you to play with

- it's almost like a reminder that he's real and there and youre okay, y'know?

- likes calling you baby wolf and little one mostly but uses a lot of petnames!

- he's a good cook so he makes all the meals, and he's good at it too.

- cuts your food into bites though, he doesn't want you to choke!

- plays with you in the floor for hours on end

- most of the time he cleans up while you're napping but sometimes he'll have you help.

- he wants you to be as stress free so he'll just do it for you, he enjoys doing it though!

- like he'll just put on an old record and go around and clean up the house while you're napping in your room.

- wakes you up from naps with soft coos and sweet forehead kisses!

- likes giving you his sweaters/shirts to sleep in bc they're comfy but you like how they smell like him!

[bee-agere]

hi bee!!! i hope youre doing well <3

can i please request a platonic ranboo x little reader??? maybe ranboo is streaming and gets a text from reader saying that they’re home alone and little and scared or something like that !!!! she/her pronouns :) have a good day or night you are awesome 💗💗💗

Ice Cream

CG!Ranboo x Little!Fem!Reader

TW/CW: None

Notes: I think I’m getting back into writing ! :D hopefully i update more now! enjoy 💗💗

Ranboo was having a great time streaming, he wasn't in a call with anyone, but was having just as much fun goofing around by himself (and with chat, obviously). You were originally supposed to be in a call with him so you could play Minecraft together, but you suddenly canceled. Ranboo would be lying if he said he wasn't concerned, but after you reassured him you were fine, he went on by himself and streamed.

You were suddenly regretting telling him you were fine when in fact, you were not fine. You had a habit of involuntarily age regressing, but you had no idea it would happen today! You were home alone, which only made you more upset. You were bored, tired, hungry, and scared; not great combinations for when you're little.

With whatever energy you had in you, you took out your phone and opened up your messages with Ranboo. You typed out a quick text that you weren't even sure could be understood and then went back to laying on the couch bored out of your mind.

When Ranboo received your text, he was confused. What on earth did "litrlehfehwqscraredes" mean? Whatever it was, he knew it wasn't an ordinary text, so just to be safe, he ended the stream with a quick excuse and a goodbye. After he did, he quickly dialed your number and held the phone up to his ear as he took his mask and glasses off.

"Hewwo?" He heard your voice say very softly. It suddenly hit him; you were little. Oh, how could he have missed that in your text?

"Hi, sweetie." He said softly, careful to not be too intense for the mood you were in. "What's goin' on?"

"Little, and nobody home..." You said, a deep sadness in your tone. Ranboo's heart sunk; he knew how much you hated being alone.

"I'll be over in ten minutes, okay?" Ranboo said, "Can you get some stuffies and blankets from your room so we can watch a show when I get there?"

You gasped excitedly. "I can do dat!" You exclaimed, "Can we watch Paw Patrol? And eat icey-cream?"

Ranboo grinned. "Of course we can. I'm gonna hang up now, okay? I'll be at your house in ten minutes."

"Tay, Boo!" You said before hearing the 'end call' sound in your ear. You dashed upstairs to your room and filled your arms with your favourite stuffed animals and softest blankets. You then ran back downstairs to the couch, laying the blankets out in a perfect way for you and Ranboo, and placed the stuffies in places so they could see the TV.

By the time you were done, Ranboo was there. A knock was heard, you gasped. He was here! You ran to the door and looked through the window to make sure it was him, then opened it up.

"Boo!" You exclaimed as he walked in. He grinned as you wrapped your arms around him. He quickly hugged you back.

"Did you get all the stuffies and blankets?" He asked. You nodded excitedly. "Alright, I'll grab us some ice cream, and then we can watch some Paw Patrol."

You followed him to the kitchen and watched as he served up two bowls of your favourite ice cream. He handed you your bowl, and you sat down on the couch, leaning against Ranboo as he put on Paw Patrol.

You loved when Ranboo could come over and take care of you. It always made you feel better, even when you were sad. Ranboo loved being your best friend as well as your caregiver. He'd do anything to make you happy, even if he had to end stream and walk ten minutes to your house.

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

Feral Boys as CGs!

cc! Feral Boys x reader (gender neutral)

Requested: No

Proofread: No

Music: We don't talk about Bruno from Encanto

Warnings: None! Just Kenma with brainrot for ccs!

Author's note: Before anybody says something about me using the word feral, I'm indigenous. My tribe is the Yaqui/Yome. It's not a slur. It's an offensive term yeah but not a slur. (Also I'm casually coming out as an age regressor cause why not. My agere blog is @babyboynamedsapling)

-Mod Kenma

First off, they spoil the heck out of you

They will literally spend HOURS looking at what to buy you

It's honestly so sweet

Sapnap and Karl take you out to the park and play areas

George makes you most of your snacks and looks up recipes

Quackity and Dream love playing pretend with you

Dream will pretend to be the bad guy while you and Quackity fight him

Having as many caregivers as you do means that they team up on you when it's nap time, bedtime, bath time, and when it's time to eat

When I say team up, I don't mean it in a negative way! Just when you're being stubborn, the others help

Since Dream and George have a very liberal schedule, you're with them a lot

Karl is probably the best at getting you to sleep

If you need noise to sleep, he'll put on a cartoon in the background or noises you like

If you sleep with a paci, he'll make sure it stays in your mouth

Whichever stuffie you wanna lay with is going to stay by your side

Honestly, the other guys are a little jealous

Cuddle parties are definitely a thing

You're squished in the middle while the guys lay around you

The fans don't know you and barely know about you

Sometimes when you need a nap and you're being fussy, Sapnap will go to Karl while he's streaming and tell him what's going on

In situations like this, cameras will be turned off and they'll tell chat that "our baby needs me right now"

Sometimes when you're in a bigger headspace, you'll talk a little to chat

They don't feel comfortable showing your face, since there are a bunch of weird people that would mistake it as DDLG or kink and don't want you to be harassed

They are more vocal about age regression though, feeling the parental urge to keep their communities as welcoming and open as possible

Most, if not all of their chat is accepting and welcoming of you, even if they don't really know you

Sometimes chat begs to be able to say hi to you

Quackity makes fun of his chat and says no

Dream just laughs

Sapnap agrees and teases chat

George also teases chat

And Karl always agrees no matter what

There are a few group cooking streams where they try to make you some snackies!

You even get to sit behind the camera and taste test

You play with the cats all the time

If you nap by yourself, they're laying with you

If you run any sort of agere blog, they'll help take photos for you

Honestly, even though they're chaotic, as caregivers, the guys are absolute sweethearts

[mcyt-agere]

What about polyCG!dreamteam with sleepy little!reader and could it be he/they pronouns also could I be Jay anon ? :)

awww wan it 🥺

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Sleepy Baby

cg!dream team x gn!little!reader

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Your eyes slowly get heavier and heavier as you nuzzle into Sapnap’s chest.

He’s been holding you tightly, on call with George for one of his alt streams.

Dream is across the hall in his own office where you had originally started the night, curled up on his lap.

Sapnap had been whining that he was cold, a silent plead for you to come cuddle.

Before you knew it, you were curled up in his lap, his arms wrapped around you.

“You tired, bubs?”, Sapnap murmurs, running a hand up and down your back.

The feeling of his nails lightly scratching against your back almost seal the deal of putting you to sleep.

Your reply is unintelligible which makes him laugh.

“Don’t worry. I think George is going to end soon.”, he hums, resting his head on top of yours.

As you shift in his lap again, you accidentally drop your stuffie off the side of his chair.

A little whimper escapes your lips as you try to lean to grab it.

“What’s wrong?”, Sapnap leans back in his chair a bit to try to figure out what’s wrong by the look on your face.

“Stuffie.”, you stick out your lower lip, looking down at the stuffed animal on the floor.

Sapnap awkwardly leans over to pick it up, careful that you don’t fall off his lap in the process.

“Tanks.”, you give him a lopsided grin as you clutch the stuffie against your chest.

“My turn.”, George suddenly enters the room with no warning.

You and Sapnap both look slightly confused.

George must’ve ended the stream while both of you were occupied.

“Come here, love.”, George motions for you to take his hand.

“No.”, Sapnap protests.

You’re not in the mood to listen to an argument, so you get up to follow George.

“He shouldn’t have let you stay up that late.”, George mumbles under his breath as he leads you into the bedroom.

There’s a massive bed situated in the middle of the room, big enough for all four of you to comfortably sleep all together.

“No bed.”, you cross your arms, trying to put up your best attempt at a fight.

Earlier in the day, your caregivers had all promised to watch a movie of your choice with you before bed.

Now bedtime is upon you, and you haven’t watched your movie yet.

“Yes, bed. I can tell how tired you are.”, George teases, chuckling at how you try your best to look offended.

“No, no bed. Movie.”, you narrow your eyes at him.

George’s eyes widen at the mention of a movie; he had completely forgotten about their earlier promise.

Judging by how late it is, Dream and Sapnap must’ve forgotten too.

“We’re going to have to push back the movie, love. I’m so sorry.”, George apologizes, digging through one of your drawers to find a pair of pajamas for you.

“No!”

With your little mind getting even more fuzzy from fatigue, you can’t help but be angry about the movie.

Normally it probably wouldn’t be a big deal, but for some reason, you seem extra fixated on them not keeping their promise to you.

“What’s going on?”, Dream peeks his head into the bedroom, fully entering when he sees you standing in front of George with your arms crossed and a pout on your face.

“Movie!”, you protest as he enters, hoping he’ll take your side.

It takes a second for him to figure out what’s wrong, but the realization hits him like a truck.

“Shit.”, he mumbles.

“Bad word.”, you reply, shooting him a look.

He knows he’ll have to make the movie up to you tomorrow, but he knows you seriously need to get some rest.

“I think somebody’s ready for bed.”, Dream changes the subject, crossing his own arms over his chest.

You shake your head, still not willing to give in this easy.

“Here, baby. Let us help you.”, Sapnap appears out of nowhere, holding up a pair of pajamas for you.

It’s no use arguing with them when they’re all teaming up on you, so you let them change you into a pair of pajamas, decorated with your favorite cartoon characters.

Dream picks you up, slightly poking at your sides to break your grumpy façade.

“Don’”, you try to wiggle away from him, but he doesn’t let up.

He settles you down on the bed in between him and George.

Sapnap climbs in behind George after turning off the lights, the slight glow from the LED’s in the room the only source of light around you.

“Story?”, you murmur, barely able to keep your eyes open anymore.

“Hmm, maybe if you ask nicely.”, George prompts you.

You let out a little sigh.

“Pease?”

George smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek as a way to reward you for your manners.

“What story do you want?”, Sapnap asks you, his chin resting on George’s shoulder so he can see all of you.

You take a moment to think, not really coming up with a good answer.

“I have one.”, Dream speaks up after a moment.

He tells a story about a cat that goes on adventures around the world, allowing George and Sapnap to jump in as they please.

“Next, she went on a plane.”

“No, a train.”

“No, a plane is better.”

“What if she walked?”

Even with their light bickering and sometimes strange ideas, their story does the job, and your eyes close as you fall asleep.

“Aww, they’re so cute.”

“Our little baby.”

“We’re so lucky.”

It’s hard for them to sleep when you look so cute and sweet sleeping yourself, but they can’t resist joining you in slumberland.

[soft-bunny-agere]

Can I request a Punz x reader? Maybe where they have been together for a bit and the reader is really nervous to tell Punz they're a little, maybe they slip and punz realizes and takes care of them and its really cute and fluff? You don't have to just had this idea in my head for a bit. Your writing is amazing!

omg yes i have been waiting for a punz request 😫 i hope you enjoy :)

Like a Phoenix (You Burst Into Fire)

pairing: cg!punz x little!reader

warning?? nervousness, age regression, paternal names, pet names (let me know if there’s anything else), mentions of arguing

You werent having a good day. First, when you went to get your breakfast you realised you and punz had run out of apple juice, then when you were putting your pop tarts on the table, your cat jumped up and kicked them off. And the final straw that tipped you over and made you slip was when you and punz got into a small argument over the pop tarts.

So you ran up to your shared room and curled up in the bed and sobbed, you just wanted cuddles, your paci and a stuffie! So you waddled downstairs to find punz with his head in his hands but your brain was too tiny for you to understand why.

“punzzz!” you whined, as you walked up to him, he lifted his head,

“hey y/n, i’m really sorry ‘bought what i said earlier.” he said, ducking his head down.

“dats otay! now we cuddle?” you exclaimed, squealing, this made punz a little confused, he started trying to figure out why you were acting like a child, he brushed it off (for now),

“yeah of course, bub!” he said, moving to hold your hand and take you upstairs to bed so you can cuddle.

“wait!! can we has snacks first, dada?” you asked, mind not even registering what you said, punz blinked and then let out a silent “oh”,

“are you feeling small right now, baby?” he asked,

“mhm! now snacks and cuddles!”

“ok, ok, let’s get some gold fish! then up to bed, little babies like you need their sleep.”

so punz got you your snacks and took you up to bed, in a matter of five minutes you were passed out. punz knew that you’d have to have a talk the next morning but for now he let you rest.

if you guys want a part 2 let me know!