#seventeen agere

[little-svt]

FEMME-READER | FLUFF | “Niū niū”/little girl used

Wc: 765

Taglist: @pastel-princess-please @kiki-woo @fishsquishh

Strawberry Moon

“Up, Baby girl!” Jun patted his lap, a gentle smile resting on his lips as he finally sat down for the evening.

When he first got home from work, he was quickly redirected to the bathroom to shower. There was no way your babysitter (s/n) would let his sweat covered self anywhere near you. With a pout he waved at his amused little one as he was pushed down the hall until he walked forward on his own. But after he was clean and dry, he came back to the living room where your sitter was saying goodnight, coat on and ready to leave. Thankfully you were already bathed and in your jammies. One less thing for his tired, achy body to worry about.

“Thank you again, s/n.”

Jun really was thankful. His work was busy work and would be for some time to come. You knew that. Though he loved his work, he wished things were different. Just a little more time with you, he’d never complain about. You both greeted the sitter goodbye before he called you to him, waiting patiently in his chair.

Abandoning your toys and crayons, you grabbed your plushie and crawled into his lap, giggling and squirming around until you were comfortable.

“Comfy, Niū niū?” He sighed happily, not minding whatever kiddie movie played on the television as he patted your bottom softly.

“Nhm!” You nodded snuggling closer, your whole body relaxing just feeling his physical presence and his soothing scent.

“Wait-“ he gasped, sitting you up straight to look you in the eyes “- where’s your paci??”

Forgetful, you couldn’t remember when you’d last had it so you only blinked at him. But your eyes began to shift as you worried, suddenly missing it now that you remembered its existence.

“Hmm.” He pressed his lips together, stroking your head, deep in thought.

“Wah?? What’s this??” His hand drew back from your hair.

As if your pacifier had been hiding there the whole time, he swung it around his finger, prideful after finding it in the bedroom while he was getting dressed.

“Daddy, you found it!! How did you do that??” You took his hand in yours and studied the pacifier around his finger but there was no trick that you could see nor that your little, regressed mind could comprehend.

“Okok. Look at that. Perfect. Have I ever told you that you’re cute?” Jun smiled as he popped it in your mouth, squishing your cheeks with one hand. Only receiving a nose scrunch and a huff of air in response to his silly comments, he grinned and pulled you back to rest on his chest.

Taking a nice deep breath, the upbeat voices, silly sounds and cheerful music coming from the television began to fade into the background. The muscles in his face relaxed as he laid his head against his comfy chair. He could fall asleep right there with you in his arms, his hand patting a gentle rhythm on your back.

“Mmnhh(Daddy)??” You pouted, taking offense at his sleepy demeanor.

“Oh, that’s right. Okay. ‘I love you’ song first.”, He remembered, chuckling breathily as he stood, hoisting you up to carry you in his arms. He kissed your nose before your head rested back on his shoulder and shut the lights off as he walked down the hall towards your bedroom.

“You are my dream~” he nuzzled your cheek, eliciting precious giggles from his baby as he walked you to bed, “~you are my love.”

Shutting the door behind him with his foot, he continued singing, sitting on the edge bed and rocking you gently for a moment before rolling over and pulling you under the covers with him. Once your giggles had settled again and you were comfortable on his chest, he sang again sweetly.

“I love you~”

Reaching to shut off the bedside lamp. He could feel your weight getting heavier against him, a sure sign he wouldn’t be singing much longer.

“wo ai ni … hmmmhmmn…” he began rubbing your back again, his nose in the crook of your neck as you began to drift off completely.

How needed, how complete he felt singing a few lines of a song he’d only sang for some drama, never knowing it would come to hold so much meaning, he hoped you’d never outgrow it. Out of habit he sang a little longer than he needed to, his voice just a mumble now as his lips moved slowly, his eyes falling shut. The sooner he fell asleep the sooner he could see you in his dreams and wake up to your pretty face tomorrow.

🧸Endnote: Jun again (sorry not sorry) Wahhh I know this song is becoming overused and I totally would have used it for the title if I hadn’t already but its Junniieeee and really is my comfort song haha. I still don’t think I’ll be returning to writing regularly for the next few months but I wrote this one for myself and it was pretty complete so I figured I’d post. alsooo I will always miss his dark hair but wah the red looks so good on him and these hoodie pics are my new fav because he looks so comfy and soft ㅠ ㅠ ~ 🐶🐰🍓

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[sweetlittlenamjoon]

hi 🥺🥺🥺 can I rq a headcanon list of joshua and woozi from seventeen as caregivers please?? I just found ur blog n im soooo happy

aaaaaaa gasp yesyeyseyesyesyesyes of course of course im so glad you like my blog it makes me really happy to be a safe space for people qwq i hope you like these~

joshua 🦌✨

sweet sweet sweet

like sickly sweet

pinches your cheeks all the time

holds your hand whenever you have to walk anywhere

like you arent allowed to move more than 2 ft without going "oooh! baby be careful! 🥺🥺🥺"

absolutely your partner in mischief tho

if you have a stupid lil prank idea he will absolutely help in any way he can

or pretend to fall for them

"oh noo! who could've possibly put this scary plastic spider in the fridge!"

very comfy bed times

will hum to you and tuck you in and give you sweet lil kisses all over your face until your squealing and pushing him away

woozi 🍚🐱

very comfy snuggle time all the time

just sleepy cuddles and cartoons on his phone

the big light STAYS off

he loves to bring little gifts home for you

"i saw this and thought of my little guy"

makes little jingles for you

will sit you on his lap and put his headphones on you and rock you to the beat

always tries to make you laugh

he gets horribly embarrassed but he really tries his best

if he crumples into a lil ball on the floor after making a horrible dad joke don't be concerned he's just going through it

silly goober guy we love him

[cocacolacoast]

middle school

[ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal]

I need kpop x reader fics where the reader is insecure about being too skinny😭 like I always try to wear hoodies and jogging pants bc I’m too small and I don’t like it

[kpop-bbg]

[woozis-boy]

made a hoshi star cookie :) bc his name is hoshi n that means star in Japanese but he loves tigers so its tiger star hoshi :)

[xxhyunlixxx]

Hi! (SFW BLOG!!)

My name is Conan! I'm 25, my pronouns are they/them, I have 2 partners, and I'm a system with 28 alters! I am in college, my major is music and I have a minor in communication disorders! I love to sing! I am a SFW little! I am an Army, an Atiny, a Carat, an Engene, a MOA, a P1ece, and a Stay!

My ATEEZ bias is Wooyoung, my bias wreckers are Hongjoong and Seonghwa

Favorite ATEEZ song:

My BTS bias is Jungkook, my bias wreckers are Jimin and Yoongi (Suga)

Favorite BTS song:

My ENHYPEN bias is Ni-Ki, my bias wreckers are Jungwon and Sunoo

Favorite ENHYPEN song:

My P1Harmony bias is Theo, my bias wreckers are Intak and Soul

My favorite P1Harmony song:

My SEVENTEEN bias is Minghai (The8), my bias wreckers are Hoshi and Seungcheol (S. Coups)

Favorite SEVENTEEN song:

My Stray Kids bias is Felix, my bias wreckers are Hyunjin and Minho (Lee Know)

Favorite Stray Kids song:

My TXT bias is Yeonjun, my bias wreckers are Beomgyu and Heuningkai

My favorite TXT song:

My little age is normally 4

I have 8 pacis and I'm trying to save up to get more little stuff. I have 3 SKZOO plushies (Wolfchan, Bbokari, and Jiniret)

If there is any other information you would like to know, please don't be afraid to message me!

Attached will be

1. A pic of me

3. My cashapp for if want to help out 😁

[lollipopshu]

⏤͟͟͞͞ ❀ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 ! 𓂅

✦ INTRO !

helloo !! my name is lolly (´◡`) i'm a minor who enjoys writing seventeen agere !! my works are mostly little!joshua / joshua centric because i'm a joshushushu heehee ! i enjoy talking about stars and galaxies, and my favourite animal, bunnies (^o^)/ i will also scream about seventeen.

♡ WORKS / RULES.

coming from a country that don't speak english, i can't guarantee my works have good grammars/spellings, so if i make any mistakes, lmk please! you can find my writings here ! reminder that i'm a beginner writer so please don't expect me with 10k + words..

My requests/askbox is always open so if you have any questions or requests ask me right away!

RULES !!

ꕤ७ please refrain from typing out offensive words in my askbox

ꕤ७ i won't write caregiver!shua (not good at it huhuhu..)

ꕤ७ no heavy angsts

ꕤ७ other than that, i'm okay with everything !

❁ WORKS

> my works are all fiction / RPF.

> my works can be reposted / translated with credits

> my works are all SFW age regression , no NSFW works will be written by me (works might contain light swear words! )

> all of my fics are joshua-centric

> im okay with writing ships and reader!

> works mostly contain caregiver! jeonghan / mingyu

> i project to joshua so in my works, he's just a girly princess baby <33

that's all! i hope you enjoy your stay here <3

[little-svt]

He’s so special to me 🥹 yes I’m guilty of rereading these (at 4:39 am) until I’m absolutely tired of them as well ㅠ ㅠ ~ 🐶🐰🍓

Calling Jeonghan “Appa” for the first time

🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜

🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜🤍💜

GENDER-NEUTRAL | ANGST

Wc: 1.9k+

Taglist: @sweetiehyuka @pastel-princess-please @kiki-woo @fishsquishh

Come to Me

From the moment you met, a friend of a friend, you were imminently pulled into his orbit. You almost couldn’t feel it, the magnetism that happened so fast, so naturally. Gravity really felt different around Yoon Jeonghan, it left you floating and somehow anchored on your knees at his feet. The entire world was looking at him; his enticing aura, alluring, beautiful, ethereal. But to your surprise, he was looking at you. It didn’t take long for the two of you to become that inseparable, matching pair everyone knew, always together like glue, never one without the other.

You learned quickly that he was hardly at all the way he looked; he was playful and maybe more than a little mischievous, every moment with him full of life. But still, the gentleness was always there, reserved for you, his angel; he felt the nickname much more suited you than himself.

With the cool air of autumn, your friend groups had come together, finally convincing the two of you it was time to stop bugging them and time to move in together. Usually, Jeonghan wasn’t so shy, but pushing you before you were ready was something he was NOT going to do. There was something holding you back, he could feel it and he never wanted you to feel unsafe or uncomfortable with him when he would hold you above everyone, including himself.

To everyone else you appeared to match him; his clingy, playful, giggly cuddle bug. Sickeningly cute and sweet. But as much as you made his heart flutter there was something; a little hesitance, a little fear. The happy, the fun, the giddy craziness and how he was very much a bad influence on you (sometimes) when you were together; he wanted it to last forever. But as much as he loved being with you, every second he was physically able, he could feel that part of you wasn’t with him. So he waited.

Though it was a little pesky and troublesome, the two of you continued commuting between each of your apartments and finding time in your busy schedules to see one another. That was, until that dreaded fear that he found, you’d thought barely distinguishable, gnawed and gnawed, pushing you until you broke.

That day had been particularly hard on you, that week, that month. All you wanted to do was feel safe with your safe person but you were terrified of what that meant, what it could mean. That he might not love you anymore. It wasn’t going to come as naturally as the rest of your relationship had. Another commute and you’d found your way into his arms, desperately clinging as if he’d be taken from you at any moment.

‘Dontcrydontcrydontcry’

Deep breaths were failing you and he was growing concerned at the way you quaked like a lost, little puppy, fearing abandonment, in his hold. Panicking more with each moment, each shaky exhale that passed your lips, your brain was running out of excuses for your behavior. Despite your desperate attempts to calm, to disregard that little part of you even further, locking it away deep in the darkest pits of your mind, your mind betrayed you; something snapped.

Maybe it had been the way he pulled back from you in confusion, having never seen you behave this way, but only out of worry and love. The slipping of his arms, the tiny gap that momentarily found its way between your bodies. Your next words left your lips with no warning as you failed to hold control.

“Don’t weave me! Don’t don’t don’t.”, you whimpered so softly and in a moment, his heart cracked, loudly, deep to the center. The way you clawed your way deeper into his arms as sobs echoed around you, he was baffled, wholly confused as each pound of the sledgehammer slammed excruciatingly, like nothing he’d felt before, on his chest with each waver of your cries.

“Hey, what’s wrong, y/n?? What’s going on??”, he asked, the apprehension in his voice building on itself as he fumbled through a million questions in his head. Though he tried, wanting to look you in the eyes, he couldn't pry you from his chest, your little fingers latched tightly on the fabric of his shirt. The way you held to him tightly, as if he’d be ripped from you at any moment, he couldn’t fathom anything that might make you this hysterical.

“Baby, please. Talk to me.”, he was begging, having given up on pushing you away, he squeezed you, firmly embracing you to weigh down your nerves. It was all he could do to assure you.

“‘m scawed…. scawed.”

Jeonghan had never heard you speak like that. If you could even call the broken wails, muffled against his chest ‘speaking’. With each bit, each word, each phrase, he was starting to think it wasn’t just your crying molding your words to sound that way. The ‘scawed’s and ‘luhb-you’s don’t stop and neither does his fretting, praying that holding you closer, clutching you tighter might soothe you, might stop it all. He’d never seen someone break, right in front of him, right in his arms and he had never expected to break you. In the ten minutes that had passed, it felt like hours. Questioning himself, everything that he had done, what could ever make you so terrified to lose him. After a while of doing his best to comfort you, the anguished sobs seemed to slow and you relaxed more in his arms. It was quiet at first, your little voice so hoarse and shaky as you spoke.

“I- I tryin’ to be big.”, you sniffled, trembling as you forced out each hiccup of your words, “b-but ish so hard an’ I just wanna be small. B-but you won’ luhb me no more..”

And though he was speechless, baffled as he tried to comprehend what you were saying, how you were saying it. It seemed to resonate with him, his angel was suffering.

“It must be so hard to be big and do grown-up things, huh?”, he breathed slowly, holding your head to his chest so you might match his breaths. It quietted, your chest tightening, afraid to let your heart be swayed by the unknown, the unsure. You needed to be sure.

“You don’t have to be big with me, Angel. You can be small all you want.”, he assured you confidently, as if he wasn’t in shock, still processing the past fifteen minutes in awe. Lying the two of you back on the sofa, he continued comforting you, whispering sweet promises and wishes until your breathing was as deep as your sleep on his chest. Listening to your soft snores, he stroked your hair for a while, eyes glued to the void on the ceiling filled with endless uncertainties.

When you woke, Jeonghan was half expecting you to still be regressed but instead of clinging to him, you pushed yourself up from his chest, needing time to process yourself. Tempted to pull you back to him, he wanted badly to reassure you, sensing you had some negative emotions brewing up in that overthinking head of yours. But he sat up, giving you your space and propping his head up on the back of the couch from his elbow. There was good here, hell, he had no idea if you’d be stuck like that when you woke up or for sure what was really happening. A serious conversation was past due.

“It’s okay. I don’t have the words to explain what happened but I’m telling you that it could never make me love you any less.”

And so you tell him, you have a real conversation about it; age regression. The time you spent wracking your brain, letting your thoughts tear you to pieces felt like such a waste seeing the way he accepted all of you entirely. He’s honest. He knew not a single thing about age regression but it surely didn't feel illegal to wanna escape from being an adult sometimes, who didn’t? But he could tell it was a whole lot more serious for you.

Little by little, regressing became comfortable with him. Just having him around, even with no expectations, it was nice letting yourself slip instead of holding everything in. And, you found he made an excellent comfy chair. It was the perfect place to nap especially when you were small.

Regressing with him seemed easier than getting used to each other’s schedules now that you had finally moved in together, his being particularly hectic. Jeonghan-comfy-chair was the perfect place for you to nap while he ate his breakfast, tapping on his phone with you asleep in his lap, your knees hanging on either side of the chair and your head draped over his left shoulder and your arms close to your chest.

When you’d waddled sleepily from your room, hearing the front door when he came home from an early morning schedule, he offered to put you back to sleep. But both of you knew that wasn’t gonna happen. Following him like a drowsy pup while he made a simple breakfast, cooking definitely not one of his many skills, you shook your head when he’d offered to feed you, lifting his arms as you opted to crawl into his lap and doze off again instead. Simply adjusting himself comfortably beneath you, he continued on his phone, eating his meal peacefully. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as peaceful for you, the buzzing of his phone every time it was set on the table woke you each time you managed to fall asleep. Noticing your stirring, he rubbed his free hand smoothly over your back.

“Hungry, Angel?”, noticing your stirring, he gently tapped your back with the end of his chopsticks, tilting his head to try to see your face but t was tucked away in his neck, your soft breaths puffing warmly on his skin.

“Nng. Sleeby, Appa”, you mumbled, not caring if he recognized it as a complaint, wishing the annoying buzzing to quiet as you bathed in his comforting scent. Taking a deep breath, he was sure he heard you right, mumble or not. That was your first ‘Appa’ and he almost chuckled to himself, knowing you hadn't even realized it yourself. That breath. A breath had never felt so good, so natural. But that extra bit of oxygen was not the cause of this sudden serotonin release.

“Oh, I know, Angel.”, he cooed, running his hand over the top of your head, “You want Appa to come lie with you for a while??”

Then, you did realize in some way, your heart thudding just a little harder against your chest. Curling up against him, trying to get impossibly closer, you almost take the two of you out in that poor kitchen chair that probably wasn’t suited to support the weight of both of you.

“Alright. Up!”, grinning jovially, he hoisted you up in his arms and set you back on the chair so he could put away what was left of his food. Even leaving his phone on the table, he crashed backwards onto the sofa and patted his chest with his signature angelic smile, calling you to lay on him. Obeying gladly, you waddled to him, and crawled into your place in his arms. It was your favorite place to lay and it wouldn’t be long before you’d fall asleep again, his hands never ceasing their loving touches and strokes over your back and through your hair.

“Appa loves you, Angel.” he whispered later, listening for any tiny response to see if you were still awake before he let himself fall into a nap with his special napping buddy as he often did with a dumb, lopsided smile plastered on his face.

🧸End note: okay this one is another favorite already. Y’all caught me weak. I’m seriously so soft for Caregiver Jeonghan. He’s my comfort CG right now…Jeonghan in general. Aaa I love him🥺😭 He wants that top bias spot so bad 😭 Angel Jeonghan calling you angel?! Please 😭😭💗💗 ~ 🐶🐰🍓

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[sweetlittlenamjoon]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡~ cg!s.coups for anon ~ ♡

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

reqs open! | please don't repost!

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

aaah seungcheol!! my dad frfr thats papa *nod nod* this board was so fun tho its so comfy uwu i hope you like it anon!!

[ionlyeverwantedtobeyourequal]

I really want to write agere and littlespace fanfics but I feel like I’m a terrible writer lol

[kpop-bbg]

[woozis-boy]

throws this and runs

[cozy-cg]

𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬!

*I’m seventeen and turn eighteen soonish, so please make sure you’re 16 or older before reaching out.

I made a couple pals when this blog was a bit newer, but we all (for the most part) sort of fell out of contact- so I’ve been missing having some buddies with agere in common! While I am just a caretaker, I still would love to make some friends in the community!

If you’re looking for a buddy to chat with and get to know, reach out to me or comment! (≧◡≦)

I’m so funny and amazing haha (be my friend)

[little-svt]

FEMME-READER | FLUFF

Wc: 365

Taglist: @pastel-princess-please @kiki-woo @fishsquishh

7pm

Shaking off his coat as quietly as possible, Joshua sighed to himself seeing you'd waited up for him again. Or tried to anyways. There was his girl; curled up around your stuffed bunny for warmth on the sofa in his biggest oversized t-shirt... without a blankie. That wouldn't do at all.

He could never find it in his heart to be upset when you stayed up, waiting for him to come home because, really, he understood painfully and completely. Comeback season seemed to be year round or at least that’s how it felt these days, imagining you eating dinner alone or how often he’d find you asleep without him before he could make it home. He missed you too. Finding whatever strength left in his achey, tired limbs he lifted you in his arms and carried you to bed.

No matter how tired he was Joshua couldn’t find it in himself to fall asleep or even turn out the lights, too lost in your beauty, wanting to ingrain your image in his mind. His hand smoothed over your hair gently, more out of habit, again, then once more without thinking. But eventually, unable to find yourself in a deep sleep without your daddy, your eyes fluttered open. How could they not?

“Dada..? Home??” You couldn’t really remember when or where you’d fallen asleep as you took in your surroundings, rubbing your eyes and leaning into the comforting warmth of his hand atop your head.

“I’m sorry, bunny. I didn’t mean to wake you..” the corner of his lips curled softly, part of him happy that he woke you, even missing out on sleep, he’d get to be with you, to see your pretty eyes sparkling up at him.

“Is okay. Sleep now?” Your eyes had already closed again, your lips barely moving as he smiled so tender, his sleepy eyed baby unable to stay awake.

“Yeah. Sleep now.”

His soothing movements didn’t stop for some time – not wanting to disrupt your sleep, or look away as he watched over you adoringly – not until he’d fallen asleep himself. And the next morning, the two of you would find the lamp still on, Joshua still in his work clothes.

🧸Endnote: thinking about his cover of 7pm 🤧 Aaaa we are getting Joshua fic for Shua day before our late Woozi fic ㅠ ㅠ but it’s almost done I swear!! 😭💖 I have also gotten some messages in our ask inbox and I promise I’m not ignoring you guys I just haven’t had an opportunity to properly respond 💔 I really miss writing as an escape but I’ve been so busy lately. I still appreciate all the love we get when we don’t post <3 ~ 🐶🐰🍓

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[milosbabbles]

25 days of agere moodboards. day seventeen:

inspired by your blog title. my blog title is "milosbabbles" so i put together an babyre moodboard with a quote (babble).