#sleepytime bath

[kollector-of-stims]

Tonight has been a great Saturday night and I wanna spread the happy cozy vibes!!

I got new friends today!⤵️

Here they all are, revealed!⤵️

My husband pointed out that the cats look like the autism creature and now I cant unsee it-⤵️

Then when we got home I decided to take a bath, something I rarely do, to calm down!

After a year or so, this little duckling I had won from a small crane game finally went into its habitat of bath tub:⤵️

AND DIDN'T EVEN FLOAT-⤵️

But it was fun regardless, and after I got clean, my husband(/caregiver? He didn't specifically act like a caring figure besides a husband but he still helps take care of me and is a sweetheart) made delish food for both of us! He surprised me with sides!⤵️

Then after dinner, we changed our bedding out for clean bedding, and I took a picture of all my (most bed-top-able) plushies! (Forgot like...2 tiny ones but its ok)⤵️

Bonus: cat surrounded by plushies:⤵️

And now, after a long productive day, a nice bath, a good meal, and a fresh bed, my sleeping spot is ready and I have everything I need at my side when I sleep~🌟⤵️

Now, I wish everyone a cozy night/productive day/lazy comfort day/whatever you want really! Just want to wish you happy vibes and a nice atmosphere! May you get the positivity and comfort you need to stay happy and healthy, everyone!👋

No dni banner yet but sfw interactions only please.

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[area51-escapee]

Despite the ongoing horrors I made it to work anyways :)

[satansdarlin]

can i request headcanons for the monster trio plus ace with a Fem!reader on her period?

Sure! Some of these are based off of personal experience of what my boyfriend does for me

Period headcanons (monster trio, plus ace)

Warnings: talk of blood (obv), slightly suggestive in ace's part.

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Luffy

Man does not get it at first. Straight up thought you were dying.

But after some explanation from Robin, you, and Nami beating him, he finally gets it.

Still doesn't understand it in full but gets the most part

This man is now glued to you hip, even going as far as to deny playing games with usopp and chopper.

He kinda treats it like you are recovering from a injury

So obviously you need help with everything in his mind

Taking a bath? Now luffy has to sit in the bathroom and make sure you don't hurt yourself

Hungry? Omg so is he!

You wanna lay in bed all day? He's gonna cuddle you for most of it

Once he discovered the chocolate thing he made sure you had what kind you wanted.

In short luffy is the kind of boyfriend to constantly be beside you during your period if he can help it.

"Y/N can bleed for days and still be able to work! She's so cool right?!"

Sanji

Ngl man has been prepared for this day

He knows your cycle better than you do man

Like he is prepared with extra blankets

Red meats to help you recover the iron you loose

Mentally prepared for any mood swings you might have

And has stocked up on a stash of snacks just for you during this time

While he is the most attentive and loving during this he is also the absolute worst in the best way possible

He's just trying to be helpful and you know that

But he is also making you eat liver and kidneys because you need the protein and iron

Also the type to just straight up scream at anyone who bothers you during this

You are his baby. Gotta keep you safe and happy especially when you are aching

"Come on, sugar. Eat the kidneys it's good for you- LUFFY DONT YOU DARE EAT THAT"

"But she doesn't want it"

"Shut up stupid. Come on now honey eat the food I even have some chocolate chip cookies waiting after you finish this"

Zoro

Unbothered king

Straight up just doesn't care about bloody sheets or mood swings

He kinda thought you had a wound at first that you had hidden from him and freaked the fuck out

But after some explanation and him examining you just to be sure, he understood.

Makes you drink water the whole time

Does not care if you complain about being bloated. you are drinking those eight glasses a day

Naps with you during your sleepytimes

Will hold his hand on your stomach to apply pressure when you ask

But will also make jokes about you being his ketchup packet

Will go shopping for your tampons, pads, period cups. Doesn't know what any of them are so he asks Nami and robin for help

Comes back with something from every brand he could find and is now deeper in debt to Nami

Also straight up growled at someone when he could see they were annoying you???

He is now your social shield. Will tell someone where they can shove it if they don't fuck off and let you rest.

"607...608...609....610- oh. Nap time already? Alright alright I'm coming woman- did you just call me your cuddle bear? No I'm not blushing shut up"

Ace

Ahem. Ace? More like living heating pad.

More than happy to hold you the whole time

Nice and cozy against those warm man titties 🤌

Anyway. He is absolutely one of the best about things

Completely indifferent if you snap at him. Understands that you are just easily frustrated and also sympathizes with you cause he can't imagine feeling like he wasn't in control of his own emotions

Nap time? Great! He sleeps more than you.. actually he might have a iron deficiency now that I think about it

Warm hands on belly at all times

Will knead at your belly to help soothe out any cramps

None of these men care about blood. It's just the pirate way.

Has his red wings. You know what I mean ;)

"Here, lemme warm you up. Sh sh don't cry, you aren't bothering me at all baby"

[anonymousbeefriendfanfics]

*barges in again and makes self at home*

Hi againnn! I really loved how you wrote my Gaming req 🫶🫶 but you already heard me screech about it.

Might I suggest some sleepy headcannons for either Shalom, Langley or Zoya in Path to Nowhere?

Like their night-time routine with their lover and stuff like that?

I like how you say 'either' as if I won't write all three of them for you, my silly child <3 This was a super sweet request though, thank you!

Fandom: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Shalom, Langley, Zoya

Warnings: Excessively fluffy, mild spice in Zoya's.

Nighttime Routines

Shalom

Shalom is honestly just. So so so soft for this. I think she absolutely lives for nighttime routines, and doing them with her lover??? Ten million times better than doing them alone.

She likes to bathe in the evenings to wash away all of the sweat and dirt from the day and get all nice and clean before bed. On her own, she often just showers, but with you she would prefer to run a nice bath, soaking in the warm water together and washing each other.

Once you're out of the bath and all dried off, she does her nighttime skincare routine. I feel like she'd take really good care of her skin, especially on her face - she uses a special face wash because her skin is sensitive, then follows it up with a nice moisturizer. She probably also uses a gentle face scrub every week or so. Once that's done, she applies a nice buttery lotion to her body, asking you to help her with the harder-to-reach spots.

She'd be more than happy to help you with your routine as well, if you'd like, or she'd use her products on you if you want her to. Unrelated to nighttime routines, but a spa day with Shalom??? So nice. She'd pamper you so well. Maybe I should write that next.

Anyway, after she's bathed and put on her robe, her go-to nighttime activity is usually reading. She likes to settle in a comfy chair in her bedroom and read until she gets sleepy. Depending on your tastes, she'll adjust a bit once you start dating - she's happy to talk for a bit while you both wind down, or read your own books together, or even snuggle up and take turns reading together. She'd also happily read to you, if that's more your thing.

She also enjoys having a nice cup of tea and occasionally some light bedtime snacks while she reads and relaxes for the evening, so she'll definitely make those for you two and deliver them on a delicate silver tray. It's like a little sleepytime tea party!!

Once she's actually ready for bed, she's definitely a snuggler. She wants you close, she wants to hold you and feel safe and loved in your arms. She also smells so incredibly good - she always does, but especially after using all of the delightfully scented products after her shower. It's such a calming, soothing scent, and it suits her very well.

Langley

Langley doesn't have a super complicated nighttime routine, mostly because she doesn't have the time for something like that. However, she does implement a few things, mostly just to help her unwind and shift her mindset out of work mode.

She starts by drinking a cup of calming tea, as opposed to the energizing blends of tea or coffee she drinks throughout the day to keep her focused. The taste alone is enough to begin the mental transition, and she often seems to zone out a bit while sipping her tea as her mind slowly begins to shut down after another long day.

If you're still awake to join her for her nighttime tea, you often talk about how the day went. She tells you a few of the more interesting non-confidential things that happened throughout the day, and you quietly decompress together.

She often takes a quick shower before bed to get all clean and help clear her head. Sometimes she'll skip it and shower in the morning instead if it's extremely late or she's too tired. You'd be more than welcome to join her, of course, even though it easily triples the amount of time she'd normally take. She's gotta take care of you, after all~

She usually just washes her face with water, but she does apply a nice moisturizer afterwards. It smells really nice, and it helps relax her. If you'd like, you can use it, too. She'll even apply it for you if you want her to.

After her little routine, she usually goes straight to bed. She's such a busy person that she doesn't have time for a lengthy nighttime routine, and she's gotta get plenty of sleep to wake up early in the morning, after all. Her favorite way to fall asleep is with you in her arms, preferably with your head on her chest. She plays with your hair until she inevitably drifts off.

Zoya

Zoya doesn't really have a nighttime routine before she comes to the MBCC. She's never seen much use for one, and trying to find the time and resources in Syndicate was... not very easy.

If you were to ask her about her nighttime routine, she'd look confused, and hesitantly answer, "...I go to sleep? What kinda question is that?"

The first thing that becomes part of her routine is taking a quick (or not-so-quick, if you're involved) shower before bed to wash off all the sweat and grime from the day. She's always busy working out, training, and going on missions, so it's nice and relaxing to get clean after all that.

There is one thing that has been part of her nighttime routine for years, though. She needs to get off before she sleeps. It started because night was the only time she could really take the time to take care of her own needs, but it's also the best way she's found to shut her brain off and relax her enough to go to sleep quickly and easily. Of course, if you're in the mood as well, this often leads to both of you finishing multiple times before you pass out together.

She wants to sleep holding you. It's part of her instinct to be on guard and protect you during your sleep, even if it's no longer necessary. You're either tangled together with her arms securely around your waist, or she's spooning you from behind. Either way, she needs you close so she knows you're safe and sound. Sometimes you have to struggle to get away from her if you have to get up in the middle of the night, but she's a pretty light sleeper, so once she wakes up and realizes where you're going, she'll reluctantly release you. You'd better hurry, though, because she's not going back to sleep until you're back in her arms, and if you take too long, you'll have a grumpy, sleepy Zoya showing up to toss you over her shoulder and carry you back to bed.

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Sunday Mornings

Casey Novak x autistic fem!reader Warnings: Mentions of sex, fluff galore Word count: 2,309

You woke up early that morning, but that wasn't unusual for you. Mornings were your favorite part of the day. If you woke up as the sun rose, its brilliant, yellow-orange rays refracted through your sheer curtains and bathed the room in an ethereal, golden glow. You watched the light creeping its way through the window and sighed contentedly. You ran a hand over the soft fur of your cat, Roger, who slept curled at your stomach. It was slow and peaceful and so, so quiet on Sunday mornings. There were no expectations, no unfinished jobs, no pressures hanging over your head. And this Sunday morning, there was a beautiful woman lying next to you in bed wearing almost nothing.

You'd spent the night Casey's many times, falling into a routine, becoming more and more comfortable with her, with yourself, with how the two of you fit together. The first few nights, you barely slept at all, too conscious of Casey next to you. But after you'd stopped lying about how well you slept, Casey started to do little things to help. She downloaded a white noise app on her phone when she learned you slept with one at home. She surprised you one night in bed with a hot cup of your usual Sleepytime tea. You still didn't sleep well, not yet. But you slept better.

This was the first time, though, that Casey had spent the night at your apartment. Your home was your sanctuary, and you worked hard to keep it perfect. For you, the outside world was overwhelming and overstimulating. You could only handle it for so long. When you needed to retreat, your home was an oasis of calm and comfort and quiet. It was rare that you invited people in and, despite your growing adoration for Casey, you were a little nervous to have her there. Nervous that she would, by no fault of her own, upset the precarious atmosphere you'd created at home.

But so far, she'd only made home feel more like home. Last night, you'd come home from dinner and split a pint of Ben & Jerry's, turning on a late night baseball game. You'd laughed and laughed as Casey got invested in the game, pointing angrily at the players with her ice cream spoon: "What the fuck was that!? Where are you throwing? The bleachers!?"

She cooed over Roger and assured him he was still the only man in your life. And when you finally took her to bed, she was reverent, deferring to you where she normally took control, careful to make sure that you felt that your space was yours.

Now that the sun had made its way up past the window, you rolled slightly, Casey's arm tightening around you like a boa constrictor. You froze, hoping you hadn't woken her up. You waited a few minutes, heart pounding in your chest, before you were sure she was still asleep.

The real challenge was going to be getting out of bed when her arms were tangled around you. You were a creature of habit, and mornings were no different. As much as you loved Casey in your bed, the feeling of her body pressed into yours, you had a routine to keep to.

You inched closer to the edge of the bed, rolling ever so slightly each time. You froze at every creak of the bed frame, every catch in Casey's breath. You'd managed to get one leg dangling off the bed when Casey inhaled deeply and pulled you aggressively toward her, like a child with a teddy bear. Damn it, why'd she have to be so strong?

"Where could you possibly have to go this early on a Sunday?" she groaned, her voice husky with sleep.

You grimaced, apologetic. "Nowhere," you whispered. "Go back to sleep." You kissed her on the nose and moved to leave the bed, but she only held on tighter.

"Do you have to?" she asked quietly, blinking as her eyes opened and adjusted to the light.

You looked at her body, still curled with sleep, blue-green eyes blinking expectantly at you. You couldn't say no. "Okay," you relented. "I'll stay for a bit." You wrapped your arm around her back and pulled her to your chest, your head resting lightly on hers as she burrowed into you.

You let your mind wander for a while as you played with Casey's hair, listening to her breathing grow slow and steady again; she'd fallen back asleep. This time, you were careful to extricate yourself first from Casey's arms, replacing your body with a particularly large pillow. She clamped onto it with a death grip. You grinned. She held you so tightly, so protectively. Anyone else might feel smothered, but you loved it. Your need for deep touch had finally met its match.

You tiptoed out of the bedroom, cracking the door just wide enough for Roger to slip in and out. As much as you'd enjoyed your leisurely morning, you were ready to get back to your routine. You brushed your teeth, washed your face, watered the plants. You fed Roger and opened the living room blinds. Finally, you turned on your country music playlist, making sure it played low enough that it wouldn't wake Casey.

You felt a buzzing warmth in your chest at the thought that Casey would be joining you for Sunday breakfast–your tradition, ever since you'd stopped going to church.

You hummed along with Loretta Lynn and Dolly Parton as you sifted pancake ingredients into a bowl, placed strips of bacon on a foiled pan, and turned on the heat under your great-great-grandmother's cast iron skillet. You grimaced at the coffee maker. It would have to wait. The grinder was way too loud to run while Casey was sleeping.

You poured the first scoop of pancake batter onto the skillet, relishing the sizzle as it spread, watching intently for dry edges and bubbles.

"Hi, sweetheart," Casey whispered in your ear from behind, wrapping her arms around your waist. You jumped. "Sorry, sorry!" She laughed. "Didn't mean to sneak up on you."

"Morning," you replied, your heart still beating wildly. You smiled and stimmed your fingers next to your ears, standing on tiptoes to kiss Casey's cheek. Your stomach flipped when you saw she was wearing one of your sweatshirts.

She sat at the table and rested her head on her hands. "What's all this?" she asked, gesturing to the kitchen.

"Breakfast." You flipped a pancake and continued to stare at the pan.

"Smells amazing," she observed. "Do you need any help?"

You shook your head, then remembered the coffee. "Actually, I didn't start the coffee. Can you do it?"

"Sure," she said, rummaging through a cabinet to look for the coffee beans. You loved Casey next to you like this, both doing your own things, but sharing space, sharing love.

"Did you do all this for me?" Casey asked.

You hesitated. "Yes?"

"Why the question mark?" she said, filling the coffee pot with water.

"Well, I do this every Sunday, so... it's not really special, but it is for you in the sense that you are here and will eat it."

"Wow," Casey laughed, sitting back down as the coffee brewed. "You really know how to make a girl feel special."

"Sorry." You blushed. "I probably should've thought of something special... Like–"

"Y/N, I'm joking," she said, cutting you off and grinning cheekily. "It's special because you made it and I get to enjoy it with you."

Your shoulders relaxed. "I do make really good pancakes, though. You will not be disappointed."

"Can't wait," she said, leaning back in the chair. "What mix do you use?"

You stared at her as if she'd shot you.

"What?" she asked, observing your reaction.

"A mix!?" you exclaimed. "You think I'd use a mix, Casey?!" You stood with your arms crossed, spatula in hand, glaring at her before walking over and placing a quick kiss on her nose. "I cook from scratch. Only the best for you. Always."

Casey grinned goofily. "See, now I'm feeling special."

You set the table, carefully arranging the butter dish, maple syrup, and whipped cream in the center.

"Thank you," Casey said, rubbing the small of your back as you set her plate in front of her.

You added sugar and cream to your coffee and left Casey's black before taking your own seat.

"Here's your gross black coffee," you said, pushing it toward her.

"I think you mean my delicious and refined black coffee."

"Whatever you say," you shrugged, covering your pancakes in mountains of whipped cream.

Casey stared at you. "That's it?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" you garbled through a mouthful of pancake.

"No syrup!?"

You shook your head. "I don't really like it."

"You're such a weirdo," Casey said, shaking her head and drenching her own stack in syrup. The sounds that came out of Casey's mouth as she ate your pancakes you had only ever heard her make in bed. You grinned from ear to ear.

"God, Y/N," she said, "these are so good. What is in here?" Casey ate ravenously, messily. It was one of your favorite things about her, that she was so unselfconscious. Casey enjoyed food like she enjoyed most things in life–fully and unapologetically.

"All the normal stuff," you said, taking a sip of coffee. "Buttermilk. Never regular milk."

"Do you just have buttermilk at all times?"

"Mostly, yeah."

"Weird," she said and continued eating.

"Oh, and I replace the sugar with malted milk powder."

"What does that do?" she asked, propping a leg up on the edge of her seat. You beamed. She was so cute when didn't give a shit.

"Just gives it a more complex flavor, I guess."

"Well, whatever you're doing, you're doing it right." Casey licked syrup off her fingers, then cocked her ear. "What are we listening to right now?"

"My country playlist," you answered.

She screwed up her nose. "Eew, really?"

You pointed your fork at her. "Hey! There will be no Tanya Tucker slander in this household, got it? If you want pancakes, you get country, too."

"I'd listen to tracks of someone scratching a chalkboard for these pancakes." She ran a finger along the plate to pick up the last dregs of syrup.

"Maybe, uh," you started, running a hand nervously through your hair. "Maybe you could come next week, too? For breakfast?"

Casey's face lit up. "Really? I'm not... in your space too much?" She looked at you with genuine concern, as if she really would leave your space to you if that was something you needed in the relationship.

"No." You shook your head. "I like having you here. Most people take energy away from me, you know? But not you."

Casey looked at you for a moment with so much love, it took you aback.

"I'll be here every Sunday then," she said. She glanced away and stood quickly. "Alright, I've got the dishes." And you knew in that moment that she hadn't meant to show how much she felt for you. You didn't mention it, and you wouldn't until many months later, but you remembered it and tucked it in the back of your mind to go over later, like a love letter.

You moved on for Casey's sake, saying, "Well, you shouldn't just come for breakfast. You might as well stay the night on Saturday, too, for, um..."

"Sex?" she finished, standing at the sink.

"Yeah," you confirmed, blushing. You watched Casey placing dishes in the dishwasher, your heart light to know that you had someone who wanted to have Sunday breakfast with you. And Saturday nights, too! Someone who didn't get tired of you. Almost everyone got tired of you.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by the clang of the cast iron skillet hitting the sink.

"Woah!" you yelled, jumping to your feet and snatching the skillet out of the sink. "What the hell are you doing!?"

"The dishes?" she said, raising her eyebrows at you.

"You don't wash a cast iron skillet, you dork. Not with soap and water."

"What do you mean you don't wash it? That's unsanitary," Casey argued, folding her arms across her chest. She could tell you were getting ruffled, and she liked you ruffled.

You huffed. "This skillet has been in my family for over a hundred years. A hundred years, Casey! And you almost washed it. Unreal. My grandparents would roll in their graves. Generations of seasoning, gone. Poof!" You could sense Casey grinning at you as you ranted about the skillet, rubbing it clean with coarse salt and a paper towel, then lovingly smoothing in Crisco. "Listen," you finished. "I love you, but don't mess with my kitchen things."

Casey leaned down and pecked you on the lips, continuing with the other dishes. "Yes, chef," she said, pinching your nose and leaving dish soap bubbles behind. You scoffed, but your heart was full. You could get used to Sunday mornings with Casey.

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The Secret Morning

POV: first person told in the present tense

2,179 words

GN/M pairing

Minors DNI

Plot:

continuation/secret ending of Simeon's 2023 UR birthday card "The Secret Morning". Basically, Simeon and Mc have a sleepover alone in the HoL and have some domestic and intimate moments. In this fic, MC has sexual fantasies and wet dreams about Simeon and this sleepover is the perfect opportunity for them to act on their impulses.

Mc power bottoms//Simeon receives oral while telling MC about his fantasies//dirty thoughts/sexual fantasies/wet dreams//vanilla//sex with feelings//porn with plot//fluffy domestic moments

A/N: aa first actual post!! Firstly, thanks to @defnotremy for helping me with wording and editing, you're the best!! This is my first time writing a non-ironic smut fic (that I actually posted) so please be nice with your criticism!! Sorry if Simeon seems ooc, most of his lines are taken from the Devilgram. Might make a part 2 based on one of the chats from the card if I have the time.

"Aw, bathe all by yourself, handsome?" I tease when he comes back to my room, partially dry from his bath. I'm making the bed as he pulls his bathrobe over his pajamas.

"Right. I almost feel stupid for not inviting you in the first place" he brushes the back of his neck, tugging on his damp hair and chuckles. "Could you imagine?"

I could imagine. Us climbing in the tub together, me getting shy and trying to cover my body but you pull my hands away to see me in full. You whisper something embarrassing like, "beautiful" and I melt into your soft kisses. We don't have sex there but the way you wash my hair and body is more intimate than that. When we get out of the tub, you watch me get dressed and when I tease you for it, you don't get embarrassed. You smile and call me cute and that makes my heart leap.

"I'll put the kettle on." I say and leave to the kitchen. You follow me a few minutes later, dressed in your baby blue bathrobe and hug me from behind. You breathe on my neck, your lips brush me lightly. I shudder at the feeling and lean into you. I hardly notice the kettle getting ready to whistle as you move your hands from my waist to my thighs. I hardly notice you reach over and turn the stove off as you kiss my neck and lean further into me. I hardly notice the wind outside, threatening to blow in the house as you stretch my waistband under your fingertips and dip them below my underwear. I imagine it all.

"I'll put the kettle on," I smile, changing the subject, face warm with the thought of us. "Would you like Sleepytime with lavender syrup?"

-

The light of the stove illuminated the rest of the kitchen with shadowy figures that flickered restlessly on the walls. I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear him come in.

"The pot is ready," I almost jumped at his voice before turning the stove off and reaching for the kettle's handle.

"Ow, shit-" I muttered, flinching away from the hot handle and grabbing a cloth to grab the pot with. He walks over to me and asks if I'm okay. He's so close I can feel his breath on my neck, I shiver at the feeling. I nod and pour the water into the mugs, but he still takes my hand to inspect my burn. He watches my face as he rubs his finger over the burn and sees me falter.

"Run it under some cold water, I'll get us setup in the room."

It isn't that bad of a burn so I get to the room soon after him, feeling enough relief from the water.

He's at the table and trying to talk to Karusu. He mutters something about just wanting to listen to some music and I take his D.D.D. and start it for him.

"Ah, you're back." He stands up from his chair and I sit him back down and take the seat next to him. "Is your burn better?" He takes my hand in his and inspects it. His fingers are so warm. We drink our tea and talk, mostly about our respective living spaces. When we're done, there is a fight for who gets to take the mugs back to the kitchen, in the end we settle on me taking his and his mine.

"Can we sleep together?" I blurt out before feeling my face warm a bit. He looks surprised but giggles and rubs my hand.

"Of course. Why would I refuse?"

I can't look away from him as he crawls into my bed next to me. He probably can't see me in the dark but it still makes me embarrassed at the thought of him knowing.

"Hehe the bed sheets are already warm from your body heat." He brushes his hand against my arm before pulling away quickly. "Ah. Sorry, my hand brushed you." He shifts away from me.

"I like it when you touch me." My voice surprises me.

"Would you rather hold my hand or sleep on my arm?" I can hear his smile as he shifts back towards me.

"Arm pillow, please" I smile back.

"Hehe, I can smell your shampoo. We'll share the same perfume tonight. Goodnight." I listened to his heartbeat and let mine sync with his, falling asleep on his arm, clinging to the warmth of his skin.

-

He caresses my nude body with his fingertips, he breathes on me. His legs intertwine with mine, flexing and stretching. His kisses are passionate with love, he lusts for me but above all else he loves me and it seeps through every touch. He bites at my thighs, drawing bruise coloured hickies from my skin.

"I want to make you feel good," his voice was husk as he lightly bit at my earlobe. "Do you want me to make you feel good?"

Fuck. Another wet dream. And of course I woke up at the good part. Simeon is asleep next to me and I'm sexually frustrated from my dream. I look over at him for a moment. He's so peaceful, so cute. I contemplate just going back to sleep but I can't get the idea of him going down on me out of my head. I go to the bathroom to relieve myself before going back to bed.

-

"Rise and shine. Good morning!" He looks over at me and I turn my body to face him, my eyes still closed.

"I think I need a good morning kiss." Sleepily, I mutter. To my surprise he kisses my temple.

"How's that? Feeling better?" His hands run up my spine teasingly, my pajama top rolling up and exposing my lower back.

"Mmm...Five more minutes." I mutter and cover my face with my pillow to hide the heat on my face.

"Then I'll just tease you until you wake up," he laughs. "What should I do next?"

"Another kiss please." My pillow is pulled from my face as he pushes my body down, back onto the bed and leans over me to meet my eyes. The bed creaks from the pressure. The blanket stretches and pulls at my thighs, pinning me to the mattress.

"You're cuter than usual when you've just woken up." He brushes my hair out of my face and leans closer. "One for your eyes," his lips barely touch me. "And one for your nose," He kisses me so gingerly I don't breathe, thinking it will help me feel him clearer. But he pulls away. "No… this is no good. I won't be able to control myself at this rate." He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and lets his leg fall over the side of the bed to get off.

"So don't." I sat up, my arm outstretched towards him, reaching to pull him back to me. It came out more as a plea than a suggestion. Probably because it was. "Love me like you want to love me, Simeon. Please." He stares at me for a moment, considering it before reaching over and chastly kissing my lips.

It starts modestly before quickly becoming more desperate. His hand pushes up my shirt, massaging the small of my back while his other hand becomes entangled with my fingers. I throw an arm over his shoulder and lean him closer to me. He pulls back to breathe before kissing me again. My tongue brushes his lips and he parts them with a moan. Angelic. I'm sitting against my bed frame, my pillow that was behind me got shoved to the floor, the blanket that thinly seperated us is thrown off the bed as I pull him onto my lap to straddle me.

"Do you want to feel good?" His breath hitches as he nods at my question. I wipe the drool from his lip with my thumb. "Do you want me to make you feel good?" His face feels hot, he looks like he's going to come undone just being this close. He nods a yes. I undo his shirt buttons and feel his bare chest. I suck at his neck and work my way down to his v line. Fresh hickies stain his skin as I give extra attention to his love handles. They're so sensitive, he pushes against me, rutting himself against my thighs.

"Mm, you're so pretty," He half-moans, his voice is sweet and strained. He rubs the underside of my chin with his thumb and I meet his eyes. He's so needy.

"Do you need me?" I tease, "tell me that you need me and I'll give you what you need." He strains harder against me. The tent in his pants looks uncomfortable. He nods and goes to touch himself but I push his hand away and tell him to say it. I lightly palm at the outline of his length and watch him burn up and choke out a moan. The pants dampen a bit with pre-cum.

"Yes, I need you," his reply is shaky. "To use your mouth for my pleasure." He closes his eyes. "Don't tease me so much." He flushes more and I smirk. I roll his pants down his thighs. We do an awkward shimmy to get them off and he almost loses his balance. His clothes are strewn across the floor, underwear caught on the pole of the bed frame. He whines when I pull him off me to put the pillow back against the frame. He leans against it, and I make sure he's comfortable enough. His legs spread before me, and I kneel between them. His hand reaches up to cover his face when I pull his leg onto my shoulder but I push it away.

"I want to see your pretty face." I whisper and he nods. "Tell me, do you ever think about us doing this?" He stiffens at the question, embarrassed.

"Ah." He breathes. "I… have thoughts from time to time." I kiss his lower thigh, rubbing the back of his knees and he moans.

"Mm, what do you think about us doing?" I lick along under his thigh and his leg kicks out slightly.

"I… imagine you coming to me after a long day." His voice is hoarse as I lightly wrap my fingers along his length, still kissing and sucking along his thighs. "I give you a back massage while you lay in my bed with just underwear on-" I let some saliva drip onto his tip. "Shit."

"Language." I scold, continuing to stroke him. I lightly blow on the salivated parts. He winces.

"And while I'm rubbing your back," his breathing is getting heavier, "The sounds that you make are-" a moan interrupts him as I lick the vein at the base and he rutts against me. "I grind against you before rubbing myself between your thighs…"

I take him in my mouth, inch by inch, almost painfully slow while he explains. I relax my throat and look up at him to meet his eyes which are heavy lidded, his breath hitching. I moan around him and watch his face contort, his eyes squeeze shut and his mouth falls open in an 'o' shape. He's so beautiful.

I work my mouth up and down, flexing my tongue against his shaft. He explains what he fantasizes us doing, breathing heavily between a few words, his voice quivering.

"If Michael knew what I thought of you, he'd be horrified about how corrupt I've become." His hands grip the bed sheets. I squeeze his thighs, my nails dig soft crescents into his skin. I work my lips faster, sucking at his length.

"You feel so good," his hips buck into me. "Better than I thought." He looks like he is going to come undone soon. "Better than my hand," his hair is stuck to his forehead with sweat. "I love you-" I feel him twitch, his thighs shake and stretch outward. I watch his face as he gets closer to release then slow down. He groans and rolls his hips, trying to get more stimulation.

"Please," it comes out like a sob and he looks like he's going to pass out from exhaustion. I oblige and speed up. He cums down my throat. It's thick and warm and sweet. Everything an angel should be. I swallow as much as I can, but some dribbles down my chin. Slowly, I pull off of him, sucking off his tip with a pop.

We sit there, breathing for a few minutes before he chuckles and points to my chin.

"You missed a spot right there."

"Pfft-" I laugh and wipe it with my hand before licking it off. "Man, I'm hungry. What's a person got to do to get some breakfast around here?"

"Hmm I think a blowjob is worthy of a breakfast. How is a sandwich for your service?" He smiles softly.

"Sounds amazing, dear."

[mawofthemagnetar]

keralis? you are The Keralis Guy

you get a mix of EHK and regular K headcanons!

Keralis is an obligate carnivore, and about 50% of his calories need to come from meat. (EHK)

My guy doesn't really have a birthday, so he just picked a day he liked. Keralis has moved his birthday a few times to maximize presents.

middling cook. You will be distinctly Whelmed by this man's food. Kraft dinner for supper...again

Keralis actually owns more outfits than just the one and will occasionally change his shirt, which is a huge deal on a server of people who have forty identical red sweaters.

Keralis can will and does just throw himself into the void instead of taking a bath. (EHK)

Speaking of void, this man will legit just curl up in a little ball and have a little bit of sleepytime in said void whenever he's tired. (EHK)

I think his eyes should shine in the dark. Just in general.

His species is listed as "Keralis" on the census form.

He has a ridiculous amount of lego in his office. Just bins of it all over the place.

Keralis compulsively cheats at cards and has gotten physically thrown out of Hermit Poker Night on MULTIPLE occasions.

Thanks for the ask! That was fun!

[appleciderp]

Could u make a list of domestic things soap and ghost would do? Also, for your nsfw art dump on ao3 could u draw something with graves in it? Okie Ty bye 👋🏾

Bro, tbh I don't think they're super domestic in general? (I'm probably gonna get shunned for saying I don't even see them ever getting married)

I feel like generally, they're all pretty standard for the ship?

Showers together post-missions. Just basking that they're both alive and breathing.

Soap loves to bathe together. Ghost doesn't really like it that much, he absolutely hates the feeling of his fingers pruning up. But Soap loves it, so he gives in every once in a while.

Ghost unable to sleep? Soap makes him a sleepytime tea. Usually ends up with Soap passed out over a slightly groggier but nowhere near to sleeping Ghost

Soap loves when he can play with Ghost's hair. It's quite rare with the whole mask thing. But will bury his hands into his hair whenever he can. Washes his hair (awkwardly since the height difference), if he's not wearing a mask to bed he'll have one hand into his waves.

I think that's it?? Like everything else I'm thinking of is distinctly NOT domestic (NSFW, pre-relationship, angst, etc)

I can definitely give an NSFW Graves a try? I have no idea if it'll actually come to fruition though since I don't think about Graves much x-x

[thebisexualmandalorian]

either this sleepytime sound bath is working or my muscle relaxant is finally kicking in because gotdamn

[actualbird]

OMG HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW MINI FIGURINES!?!?!?

jhJKHAKJFHA I LITERALLY JUST SAW THEM ON TWITTER AND....NO....NO THIS HAS TO STOP , THIS IS TOO CUTE

things i love about this

theyre STACKABLE

the kitty ear headbands and and pawsies eyemask //screams into my fist

the fact theres a progression of events happening in each row, starting from the top going down: bath time suds -> bath time scrubs -> pillow sleepytimes -> pillow awake happy time

luke and marius are so distressed getting a bath, it's cracking me UP like

these two are like a stinky dog and stinky cat who dont wanna get a bath, staring at u like HOW COULD U DO THIS TO THEM

again, i cannot stress this enough, theyre STACKABLE....

theyre adorable and useless and stackable....5/5 merch, no notes, this is perfect to me

[grimmwulf-a]

like peachrot on charred meat, the SUN calls with its mocking voice. you got so close, fall so short, KING unfitting of your visage now! hush now, hush now! the few that stood by you are long gone now, lost to the shadows that saw you unfurl tensioned tendon gnarled rootwings! alas you cannot fly! you have no feathers nor thin stretched skin to carry you into those lofty skies! GOD saw you try, oh lord did he see! you know he laughed, know the SUN and the MOON and the terrible terrible STARS did too! you will be stuck to crawl and lick the dust from the earth until the end of your miserable life, not even the salamanders welcoming of your cruelty despite the depths of their own - you have no kin here!

'without faith (nothing)' - thoushaltnot . 'janitor of lunacy' - nico . 'no place like home' - valiant hearts . 'extinguish me' - soap&skin . 'earth death' - baths . 'the stain' - sleepytime gorilla museum . 'creep' - soap&skin . 'xanafalgue' - ada rook

[the-bobble-heads]

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[turnstileskyline]

A few things that could maybe help you sleep

- chamomile tea

- sleepytime tea (has chamomile in it and some other stuff idk)

- taking a bath or shower beforehand (relaxes muscles, works well for me)

- exercise/walk/yoga or something beforehand to tire yourself out and/or relax muscles

- don't make a habit of it, but maybe like, nyquil or something on occasion. Actually I believe they have a medicine called zzzquil which is just for sleep. I do think the name is silly tho lol. I haven't used it so I can't speak on the effectiveness of it.

That's all I can think of off the top of my head, I hope this helps

tysm <3!!!!! tonight i am taking a hydroxyzine (prescribed) but i do not want to do that every night so i will try these 🫶🫶🫶

[idontplaytrack]

I loved the regressed Janis fic! Would you either be willing to write a part two or just another one?

Feel free to ignore this. I just thought it was too cute!

✧ Milkshakes & Muppets

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George

Warnings: age regression, fluff

Part 2 of Tiny Monkey

“Baby, what are you doing? Let’s go!” Regina hollers, standing in the doorway of the side door that led into Janis’ garage.

“I can’t find it!” Janis exclaimed, vexed.

Regina sighs softly, entering the garage, “What is it, baby? What’re you looking for?”

“Milo.” Janis pouted, “Monkey, I can’t find that.”

Oh, right. The tiny stuffed monkey.

"Baby, we gave Milo a bath because you dropped him at the playground." Regina reminded, "He's still under the sun outside to dry off."

"Aw, right." Janis sulked.

“Hey, you still have Mack.” Regina held up the other stuffed monkey Janis had, “You can take him.”

“No, that’s…” Janis began, now staring at the stuffed animal that Regina was holding up. Did she want to take such a big stuffed animal out? “Mack is for sleepytime only.”

“Are you sure?” Regina asks for confirmation, figuring that Janis was probably worried about unwanted attention. But they have both seen kids their age openly bringing stuffed animals like this one to school, anyway.

“I don’t know.” Janis reached out for the stuffed monkey despite her reply.

Regina spotted this blue and orange coloured drawstring bag specifically for plushies by Janis’ dresser, “How about…we bring a bag so if you don’t want to hold him for a bit, you can still carry the bag with him in it?”

“Oh.” Janis gasped softly, “Okay.” 

“Alright, let���s go get milkshakes.” Regina grins, unnoticed by Janis as she took her hand and led her to the Jeep. Regina urges Janis to hop on, then she buckled her in before getting into the driver's seat, “Wanna hold on to the bag while I drive?”

“Kay.” Janis agreed. 

“Here you go.” Regina handed her the bag, Janis laid it flat on her lap with Mack resting right on top of it while she cuddled him.

“Okay, off we go.” 

Regina drives them to their usual spot for milkshakes— this family-owned diner about a twenty minute drive away from Janis’ home. Once they got there, Regina found the both of them a nice little booth in the corner. Typically, a server would have to take them to an open table, but they’ve been here so much that whoever works there on that day just let them help themselves. “What milkshake do you want?” Regina asks while skimming through that particular section in the menu, then glancing at Janis.

Janis shrugged, obviously not able to read much. Well, either that or she didn’t want to. “Can I pick for you?” Regina asks after a minute. Janis nodded, chin resting on her stuffed monkey Mack as she hugged it on the table. 

Regina silently decided their orders and called for someone to come over to take the order.

“Hi, what can I— oh, G! Hi!” 

“Gretchen.” Regina’s eyes were wide for a moment, “Hey.”

“Aw, that’s a cute stuffy.” Gretchen remarked. Janis said hi to her by using Mack’s arm to wave at her.

“Hi, Janis.” Gretchen smiled at the gesture, completely unfazed. “Ready to order?” She asks, looking back at Regina.

“Yeah. Two milkshakes— one chocolate malt and one chocolate cherry.” Regina told Gretchen while keeping an eye on Janis in case she objected, “Sweet potato fries with the cheesy omelette. Then…a cheeseburger.”

“Okay, coming right up.” Gretchen confirmed, “Let me just get the menus out of your way.”

“Thanks.” Regina answers. Janis waved to her again the same way, making Gretchen smile. Regina couldn’t help but find herself a little worried about what was going through Gretchen’s head seeing Janis in her current state. Though, her friend didn’t say anything about it and Janis said nothing at all. She just wanted Janis to not be judged. 

“Feeling okay?” Regina leaned closer to ask.

“Yeah.” Janis nodded, now leaning back against the backrest still holding onto Mack.

“Tell you what— let’s go to the toy store after we’re done here, what do you say?”

“Okay.” Janis agreed, perking up. “I’m hungy.”

“I know, I already ordered— let’s just hang on for a little while, hm?” Regina coaxed. Okay, so that’s why Janis was being quiet— she was hungry. 

“What do you wanna do when we go home?” Regina asks again, to keep the conversation going and steer clear of the bad mood.

“Bubbles?” Janis asks hopefully.

“Sure, baby.” Regina shrugs, “Only if you promise to be good and take a shower.” 

“Aw.” Janis pouted.

“Hey, it can’t feel nice to be all sweaty all day long.” Regina reasoned. 

Janis set Mack down and pushed him aside then was grabbing onto Regina’s hands and playing with her rings. “Yeah.” Janis finally agreed, “Okay. I shower.”

“Attagirl.” Regina smiled, relieved. 

Approximately fifteen minutes later, Gretchen came back with their food, then their milkshakes. “Here you go. Enjoy.” 

“Thank you.” Regina and Janis answered in sync, but in totally different tones.

Regina let Janis choose what she wanted to eat, and the girl went for the omelette. “Need some help?”

Janis shook her head, “Uh-uh.” She starts off with the fries, then soon stabs her fork into the omelette— folded. Regina still kept an eye on her, obviously. Just in case. 

“Is it yummy?” Regina asked.

“Yes.” Janis replied, holding a sweet potato fry to Regina’s lips, “For you.”

Regina grinned, parting her lips and biting the fry, “Thanks, baby.” 

After a nice lunch, Regina paid, said bye to Gretchen on the way out and took Janis to the toy store upstairs as promised. 

“Hey.” Regina stops in her tracks, tugging onto Janis’ hand, “Hold my hand, don't run, baby.”

Janis whined, but listened, slowing down her pace. Regina brushes her thumb over her knuckles, squeezing her hand. They enter the toy store, and Janis was the happiest person alive. “If you wanna get anything at all, you gotta let me see it first. Just one thing, okay?” Regina stopped walking to tell her that. 

Janis thought over her words and gave a firm nod, “Okay.” 

“Okay.” Regina said back, “Let’s take a look-see around this place together.” 

As tempted as Regina was, she couldn’t go buying Janis every single thing she asked for. See, Regina could afford it. But spoiling her this way? Regina was a little worried Janis might end up continuously asking for toys and things every single time she regressed because she knew she’ll get it. Anyway, so far…Regina has not contacted Damian one time for help. So she was feeling pretty good about that. 

“Ginaaaa.” Janis called out for her, she notices that Janis was mere few feet away looking at a shelf of stuffed animals. “Yeah, baby?” Regina quickly stood right behind her, “What’s up?”

“Can I get that?” 

Regina focused her attention on whatever stuffed animal Janis was pointing at. $25. Not too bad. Regina took the item from the shelf and checked the tag— it was on sale for $17. “Okay.” Curious George. Regina couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. This girl really had a favourite animal.

“Really?” Janis asked quietly. 

“Yeah, really.” Regina confirmed, “Here, you wanna hold it for now while we look around some more?”

Janis gleefully grabbed the stuffed monkey from Regina then held onto Regina’s hand before they continued their shopping. Yes— another monkey. As they walk through aisle after aisle, Regina spotted a little something that she thought would be fun for Janis— a puzzle. A zoo animal puzzle. She grabbed that without Janis noticing. Eventually, they were at the checkout, and Regina tried to take the stuffed animal from Janis but the shorter girl refused to let go. “Nooo.” Janis resisted. Regina quirked a brow, exhaling in exasperation. “Please? It’ll just be a second.” Regina pleaded, thanking her lucky stars that there wasn’t a line. 

“Hun, it’s okay, I just need the tag to scan it.” The cashier interjected quietly.

Regina nodded, swiftly pulling the paper tag off the stuffed toy’s ear to hand over to the cashier, “Sorry about that.”

“No, you’re good.” The cashier shrugged, smiling lightly as she scanned the tag, then the puzzle box. “Will that be all?”

Regina nodded wordlessly, debit card ready in hand. 

“Alright, your total’s $28.12. By card?”

“Yep.” 

————

“Okay, shower time, baby. Let’s go, you promised.” 

“No.” She stood rooted to the ground and looked at Regina, seemingly irritated.

Regina huffs, feeling the annoyance in her bubbling up to the surface, “Baby, if you’re gonna get upset over that I’m gonna have to give you a timeout. Or I’m taking away a toy.” Regina kept it together though, talking to her as calmly as possible. 

But the effort was futile. Janis dropped the new toy and just ran into the garage and dove face first into her bed. Regina had no idea what caused her to be this upset all of a sudden. Now Regina wanted to scream too— she’d been nothing but patient and reaching her limit if this tantrum continues. Regina picked the toy off the floor then took a minute to take some deep breaths and calm down. After that, she knocks on the side door before opening it and stepping into Janis’ garage. Regina saw Janis sat up in her bed, hugging her knees to her chest— still crying. Janis saw her, and started blinking profusely to clear her vision. 

Why was she crying? Regina had no clue yet— but it was starting to upset Regina herself. She hated seeing her sad. Partially because of their history, but also because Regina knew that currently Janis wasn’t too good with describing how she was feeling with words, given the ongoing regression. So she was crying, to release the emotions she needed to release.

“Baby.” Regina walked up to her slowly, not wanting to startle her. “What’s the matter, Janis? Do you feel sick?”

Janis looked at Regina with teary eyes, “No.”

Regina continued, “Are you sleepy?”

Janis exhaled shakily, nodding her head as more tears just fell from her eyes. “Oh.” Regina heaved a sigh in relief, “Lie down, alright?”

Janis did as Regina asked, laying down in her bed without resistance. “Want me to get Milo for you, baby?” 

“Yes, please.” Janis laid on her side now, sniffling. 

“I’ll be right back with you, okay?”

Regina quickly grabbed the small toy and re-entered the house, and finally the garage. 

“Here you are.” Regina hands it over, “He’s all nice and clean.” 

“Thank you.” Janis took it and just held it in her hand. 

“You’re welcome. I brought you Mack and the new one I just got you.” Regina settled down next to Janis, shifting herself to be closer, “Just in case.” 

Janis set the other two next to her head by the pillow, then shut her eyes, allowing herself to drift off to sleep. Regina put an arm around her, patting her side to lull her into slumber. “Nap well, baby.” Regina presses a soft kiss to her shoulder blade, “I’ll be right here if you need anything, huh?”

All was calm again, and they even woke up from their naps right around the same time. “I have an idea.” Regina sat up, looking right at Janis. Janis rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, “What?”

“I think we should bake a cake for dessert.” Regina grins.

“Ooh, fun.” Janis laughed, “I want to.” 

After lazing in bed for a little longer, the pair headed for the kitchen. Regina retrieved the needed ingredients from the fridge and pantry, then all the baking equipment. “Okay, pour that in there, Janis.” Regina nudged. Obediently, Janis dumps the sugar into the mixing bowl. “Okay, you wanna help me mix it?” Regina asked, glancing at her for a beat. 

Janis immediately got the idea to stick her hand into the batter and practically threw it onto Regina’s shirt then smudged it with her hand. Regina being entirely unprepared, only shrieked. 

“Oh, my God, baby.” Regina muttered.

Janis, of course, was finding this whole thing to be super funny and giggling. Regina retaliates by sticking her hand onto the flour and sprinkling some of it into the brunette’s face. Janis squealed, hopping off the counter and ran away from the blonde. “I’m gonna get you.” Regina smirked.

“Nooooo, you’re not.” Janis stuck her tongue out at her, still quite literally doubled over in laughter. 

“Say you’re sorry.” Regina slowed down as Janis ducked behind the couch. 

Janis just kept laughing. Like always, Regina adored that sound, that melodious laughter. Even better now that she was regressed and that laughter seemingly went up in pitch a little. It was so damn cute.

“Sorry.” Janis eventually said it, very cutely too. Regina’s feeling of irritation definitely went away at that. Then, Regina got an idea. “Come ‘ere.” They met each other in the middle, Janis clearly didn’t think much of it, but Regina playfully just hugged her like that so her t-shirt got dirty too. “Now we’re even.”

“Hey!” Janis gasped.

Regina laughed, “Sorry. Let’s get that into the oven then we can order some pizza for dinner. Sound good?” 

At the mention of pizza, Janis forgot about her dirty shirt, “Ooh, really?”

“Are you gonna give me a kiss?” Regina joked. 

Janis bursts into a giggling fit, “Not now.”

“Aw.” Regina pulls an exaggerated sad face, but moved on to pop the cake into the oven just as quickly. Janis leaned against the counter, watching her. “You wanna shower?” Regina asks, truthfully a little nervous about it. Look, she has definitely showered together with Janis before, but actually helping her shower while she was regressed? Never. 

“Yeah.” Janis nods, scrunching up her face, “I can’t wear dis.” 

“I know.” Regina lets a little laugh slip, “I’ll help you, c’mon. Let’s go pick out a new outfit. How about some jammies?”

“Okay, hehe.” Janis agrees, letting Regina hold onto her wrist as they headed back into Janis’ garage. 

Okay, so Regina’s finally got a small taste of how Janis was like when she got more energetic during regression. Was it unexpected? Nope. Damian’s already warned her, and besides, Janis still had that same cheekiness even when she wasn’t regressed. In the moment, she may get a little annoyed or taken aback, but Regina was starting to really adore taking care of Janis when she was in that headspace. 

Their evening ended up being their usual calm vibe, they ate their favourite pizzas while curled up on the couch in the living room watching Sesame Street — upon Janis’ request. Not much was said, just some laughter here and there at funny moments. And though Regina wasn’t sure how long it typically took for Janis to return to her ‘normal’ headspace, she wasn’t too worried since they still had more than a weeks’ worth of days off for Thanksgiving break before they had to go back to school.

“Do you like Elmo?” Regina heard the question.

WIthout much thought, she answered, “Yeah.” While giving Janis head scratches just like she liked. “Elmo’s cute.”

“Yeah.” Janis grins, munching on the pizza slice, “Ernie’s my favourite.”

“Oh, is he?” Regina bit back a laugh. She wasn’t gonna lie, she saw a similar cheekiness in her. 

Like last night, Regina manages to get Janis in bed by 10:30 after dessert. Then she did some cleaning up in the kitchen. FInally on her own and with some quiet, Regina shot Damian a text to give him an update. After the kitchen was all clean, Regina then washed up then climbed into bed with Janis. The next morning, Janis woke up with no recollection of most of the last two days. Until she saw the new monkey plushie staring at her in her bed. “Um.” Janis licked her lips, “So, you— you know, then?”

Regina nodded, “Yeah, I know.”

“It must be weird for you.”

“No, no it’s not.” Regina says, “I understand why it’s used as a way to cope. I’m just…glad you feel safe around me to regress. If it helps you, it helps you. I will take care of you.”

“Maybe…I’ll tell you why some day but, not yet.” Janis revealed softly, “Thank you, though.”

“It was nothing.” Regina smiled, holding onto her hand and giving it a squeeze.

“My parents are coming home soon so I have to…pack everything up.” Janis sighs, looking down and seeing the pyjamas she was wearing, “Including these pjs.” 

“Tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, but sometimes they come home earlier, so I can never be too careful.” Janis shrugged, walking over to her dresser and stripping the pyjamas off and putting on one of her usual comfy outfits. 

“Would you like to get some gear to leave at my house?” Regina suggested cautiously, “Just for when you’re there and need it. I’d like to be prepared so you’re more comfortable.”

“How are you so okay with this?”

“Because I get it— life is hard as shit.” Regina scoffs, “Don’t worry about it. I got you, okay? It’s just between us, and Damian.”

Janis nodded, beyond relieved it ended up so well. Way better than she could have imagined. 

“Janis. I mean it.” Regina tilted her face so she’d look at her. “I mean it, I got you. I love you— I will always be here for you no matter what happens. You are safe with me and I am so serious about that.”

“I love you too.” Janis teared up a bit, “Thank you, it feels like such a huge weight’s been lifted off my shoulders. Thank you.”

Regina plants a kiss on her forehead and engulfed her in a hug, rubbing her back soothingly, “Just doing what I can, baby.”

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💭A/N:

Wound up being a little bit longer than expected, but I hope you enjoyed it😬

[babii-demi-demon]

Make me regress

🍄Using baby talk or simpler words

🍄Holding my hand to cross the street or out in public

🍄Picking me up and/or carrying me

🍄Getting me whatever regression items I use (pacis, blankies, or stim toys)

🍄"little one"

🍄Tying my shoes for me

🍄Telling me I'm too small to do something

🍄Kids shows

🍄Cute anime

🍄Weighted blankets

🍄Fingerpainting

🍄Brushing my hair, especially before bed

🍄"It's alright, I'm here, little one."

🍄"What're you still doing up?"

🍄Changing the tv because it's "not something for littles to watch"

🍄Lots of affection

🍄Giving very small tasks to do to feel like a little helper, like getting a book you need off of a low shelf or filling up a cup so you can water the plants

🍄"What noise does a sheep make? good job!"

🍄Having conversations with my stuffies/playing pretend with me

🍄Letting me draw on you

🍄Listening to me babble/babbling back

🍄"precious" "adorable" "tinii"

🍄Reminding me of my rules

🍄Helping feed me

🍄Fixing my hair/outfit for me

🍄Listening to me ramble about my tiny hyperfixations!

🍄Babii me

🍄Cuddles

🍄Lots of petnames

🍄Encourage my little space

🍄Pick out my outfits or help me pick out my outfits

🍄"Can you tell me what colour that is?"

🍄"What animal is that?"

🍄"I think someone's sleepy"

🍄"Hold Daddii's hand"

🍄Smooch attacks

🍄"Nuh-uh we don't do that"

🍄*blowing raspberries*

🍄"have you taken your meds yet? Thats ok lets take them now!"

🍄Just genuine big smiles directed at me for no reason

🍄"can Daddii have a kiss?"

🍄"It's too cold out, babii. We need to bundle you up!"

🍄Asking "are you just having so much fun right now?!" When I'm getting carried away playing

🍄Kneeling down or lowering yourself to talk to me

🍄"Cmere"

🍄"It's not sleepytime yet, you need your baba/cup"

🍄"How about we try going potty yeah?"

🍄Tummy rubs, cuddles, and bum pats

🍄Deep hugs and back rubs

🍄"Hey! Littles dont use that word. Where did you hear that from?"

🍄"Aw is someone a widdle cranky babii?"

🍄"Does someone need a nappii?"

🍄"Is my babii hungii?"

🍄"You're the cutest little!"

🍄"Wheres my babii?? …There she is!"

🍄"I love you little one"

🍄"Babii, did you know the sun makes all the tree grow big and strong!"

🍄Teach me things/tell me fun facts

🍄"What shape is that little one?"

🍄"Do you know what color that sign is babii?"

🍄Ask me little questions throughout the day

🍄"I’m gonna go run a bath little one, tubbie time is in ten minutes"

🍄"You need to eat that last bite or no dessert"

🍄"Go sit down babii, I’m gonna put on a little show while I make you a snack"

🍄Passively telling me what to do

🍄Deciding what I’m going to order/eat

🍄Being called "babii" or being told that i’m "just a babii"

🍄Being told when it’s bedtime

🍄"What's the magic words" when I ask for something

🍄Toystores or Build a Bear

🍄Cutting up my food for me/feeding me

🍄Tuck me in

🍄Dangle Feet

🍄Make me little foods

🍄Little activities

1. take favorite blanket (preferably fuzzy), favorite socks (knee high/thigh highs work best), and favorite bottle/sippy/paci. Put them all on, including the blanket. Wrap up in that blanket

2. turn on a favorite cartoon or Disney movie.

3. grab favorite snack(s), and put them in cute bowls. Fill sippy/bottle with favorite juice.

4. put pillows on the floor to sit on, and sit about 3-4 feet from the tv with snacks.

5. imagine what it would be like to be in the cartoon/ movie you're watching. As you watch, think of the main character(s) as yourself, and go on an adventure.