#Floyd age regression

[eflen-n-reegee]

Caregiver Electric Mayhem Headcanons (The Muppet Movie)

Dr. Teeth

His wardrobe is a symphony of chaos, and you’re always welcome to partake. He’s happy to loan you any of his clothes, or take you shopping to create your own crazy outfits. A kiddo as amazing as you was born to stand out!

He often goes on complimentary tangents with flowery (and possibly made-up) words. He loves talking, and he loves you; so talking about you can last for ages.

He loves to sit and color with you, or help you repaint your room, or use face paints on you… Art is something he really enjoys, and he’s always excited to share it with you.

Slow, quiet music isn’t really his scene, but he’ll play some softer tunes if you need help falling asleep. (And if you want something loud and proud to help you wake up, he’s got ya covered!)

He and the others put together a “Cool Kid’s Corner” on the tour bus so you ride along with them. (Dr. Teeth totally got you a beanbag chair so you can travel in maximum comfort.)

Floyd

Spoils the HECK out of you. (Nothing’s too good for his kiddo!) Often, you don’t even need to ask for what you want; he just knows somehow.

Also, ALL the compliments. Everything you do, you do well; anything you wear, you look great in; every time you mess up, you mess up with style. Seriously, your self-esteem may never be higher than it is while you’re with Floyd.

He occasionally loans you his jacket ‘cause he thinks you look adorable wearing it. (And you do.)

As the main songwriter of the band, you can bet he writes songs about you on occasion. Anyone who knows you can tell when a song is about you because he’ll incorporate things you frequently say or do, things you enjoy, and general descriptions of you.

Maybe it’s because of his songsmith skills, but he is great at telling you bedtime stories. He usually tells you the classics, but he describes them so uniquely you often feel like your hearing something brand new.

Janice

She prefers to stick to organic foods for herself, so she is super on top of your food preferences and restrictions. (She also tries to encourages you to eat healthy, but she’ll never force you; it’s a free country after all.)

She likes to wear a bit of makeup, and she loves to help you put on makeup if you choose to wear it. You look fantastic with or without it, of course, but getting extra fancy is always fun.

Whatever age you regress to, Janice treats you a little younger. She can’t help herself - you’re just so cute, she just HAS to baby you!

One of her favorite activities to do with you is tie-dye clothes - or stuffed animals! She has a number of methods for making amazing patterns, and she loves to see you wearing the things you create.

She is super encouraging of everything you do. She’s always trying to boost your confidence.

Animal

In a lot of ways, he’s like a big dog. He’s wild, excitable, and incredibly protective of you. No person will ever bother you ever again, and anything inanimate that upsets you (thunder, darkness, bugs) is gonna be growled at.

He has the highest energy levels of anyone in the band. Any time you want to play, he’s ready! He especially loves games where he gets to chase after you.

Animal is very rough-and-tumble and likes to wrestle, but he’s always very careful not to hurt you.

Sometimes kids just want to be destructive. Maybe you’re upset about something; maybe you’re overly excited. Whatever the reason, Animal is ALWAYS ready to help you break things.

… And sometimes kids just want to sit quietly. Animal isn’t as good at just hanging out, but for you, he’s willing to try.

Zoot

He’s the chillest member of the band. He never pushes you to talk or do things; if you just want to sit on the couch in silence for hours, he’s right there with you.

(Similarly, if you want to hang out and watch movies, he’s always up for that. He really enjoys watching things you enjoy, even if he sometimes spaces out.)

Zoot can be forgetful at times, but he always remembers the really important things. He never forgets what kinds of things upset you, what allergies you have, or your favorite pet names.

If you need to vent, he’s always ready to listen. He’s one of the best people to talk to; he never interrupts and doesn’t offer any advice unless you really want it.

He’s tremendously patient. If you’re struggling to learn something new, he’ll remind you a hundred times without getting frustrated. If you’re throwing a tantrum, he’ll wait you out without ever losing his cool. He’s never gets annoyed no matter what you do or don’t do.

#Eflen writes #Eflen headcanons #The Muppet Movie agere #The Muppet Movie age regression #Electric mayhem agere #Electric mayhem age regression #Dr. Teeth agere #Dr. Teeth age regression #Floyd agere #Floyd age regression #Janice agere #Janice age regression #Animal agere #Animal age regression #Zoot agere #Zoot age regression #sfw age regression #sfw agere #age regression headcanons #caregiver headcanons

[ruffruffrats]

[Branch and Floyd] Age Regression

#dreamworks trolls #dw trolls #trolls #my art #branch #floyd #trolls branch #trolls floyd #age regression

[theomenscouncil666]

Mmh endos and pro endos stress me out…-Floyd (regressed?) (fictive)

#age regression #age regressor #actually osdd #osdd system #floyd leech #floyd leech fictive #anti endo #endos dni #pro endos dni #endos aren't real

[sebsxphia]

Hi Seb! Fic request anon here!!! I totally get inspiration is a fickle thing, so if this doesn’t spark inspiration or you don’t feel comfy writing it, no worries! 🥰🥰🥰

So after re-reading a bunch of your Bob fics and your daddy bobby fics, I got to wondering how daddy bobby might handle a situation where his sweetheart regresses because of trauma reasons? I kinda do the same thing and I just imagine daddy bobby would be the absolute gentlest and so good at helping his little one move from feeling very very small and scared to still feeling small but safe again 🥺

bunny. | playtime boxes.

robert ‘bob’ floyd x little!reader.

￫ description: bob can tell when his bunny isn’t feeling too good, but he’s going to make sure they feel safe and comfortable in his arms.

￫ word count: 2.7K.

￫ c/w: age regression, regressing due to trauma, mentions of trauma and fluff, fluff, fluff.

￫ a/n: i hope you enjoy this my love! <3 | woodland creatures | agere masterlist | main masterlist |

Something, or someone, had spooked you. And Bob could tell.

You were his little bunny, and right now he thought as though you appeared as a bunny who was caught in the headlights. You were quiet during the car journey back to your home, and you continued to be quiet as you shed your winter jacket and kicked off your shoes by the front door. Your eyes were wide and darting around, with your eyebrows furrowed in both confusion and a hint of fear. He was sure he didn’t even see you blink. Your bottom lip was furiously being chewed on by your teeth and you drew the sleeves of Bob’s sweatshirt over your hands, in an attempt to hide yourself as much as you could.

Bob turned around from hanging up his coat next to yours, with a look of deeply concerned love etched over his features. His eyebrows furrowed softly and he placed his steady hand on yours, which were currently wrangling themselves around each other under Bob’s sweatshirt.

He cocked his head down to you and asked softly, as if not to spook you further.

“You okay, my little bunny?”

You shook your head almost instantly. Your teeth were still chewing on your bottom lip and you were unable to look Bob in the eye.

Your eyes were still darting around.

Seeking something out.

Safety. Comfort.

Your voice broke and Bob’s heart went with it.

“No. Don’t feel good. Wan’ be small.” You weakly mumbled out between your swollen lips.

His heart didn’t break because you wanted to regress. No, it broke because something was causing you to crack and in an attempt to soften the blow, you were regressing due to trauma. Seeing your distress from your trauma caused his heart to break. It may take days or weeks for you to explain what occurred to have you feeling so spooked (he had an inkling that it was who you saw), but that didn’t matter to Bob right now.

What mattered to him was you, and your wellbeing. He wanted you to regress with safety and comfort, and he would be there with every cautious step you took until he could hear your soft little snores, as you fell asleep on his chest.

His fingers on yours let themselves wrap around your sleeves and interlink themselves, to guide you with him down the hallway in your warm home.

“Alright, my little bunny!” Bob’s tone was switched up almost instantaneously. It resembled eagerness, to show you that he was thrilled to be your caregiver and he was here to look after you now. It was a switch in tone that you took to instantly with him and you pressed your body up to his broad arm and gripped onto it. Almost as though you were shielding yourself from the cover of your caregiver. You knew that he was here to protect you and that provided you with a great sense of comfort. You could already feel an inch of your tense shoulders slip away, as that familiar, fuzzy headspace slowly clouded your senses.

“Let’s get into Bunny’s playroom and we can have a look at your activity boxes, alright, little one?”

Bob felt the nod of your head against his arm and he smiled softly to himself, pleased that you were taking to this already familiar headspace and dynamic. However, he could still sense the tenseness residing in your muscles, and how tightly you were gripping onto his hand and arm.

Your playroom was your favourite room. It made you feel small when you needed it, it made you feel like you and your Daddy could conquer the world when you were playing, but most importantly, it made you feel safe. Safe inside from the big, bad, horrible world outside and the nasty people who resided there.

It was coloured with pastel pinks, blues and purples, with bright bursts of colour where needed. It held all of your stuffed animals (besides the ones you slept with every night), toys ranging from the ages of infancy, to five years old. There were colouring books, pencils and pens, alongside reading books and the entire collection of Peter Rabbit. Inside a small stack of drawers, were some of your clothes that you preferred to wear when you regressed, the others being kept in your shared bedroom with Bob for when you were going to sleep together.

When you weren’t sleeping together and you needed a nap during the day, there was a single bed in the corner of your playroom. When you weren’t napping in it, it acted as a fantastic sofa where you and your Daddy would read together, or watch a film before you fell asleep. There was a small screen television with a stack of DVDs next to it, sitting opposite your bed.

Most importantly in the room, however, and where Bob was leading you to currently, were your activity boxes.

For you, inside these boxes held items such as activities to do, clothing and utensils, like the pacifier or bottle you preferred, and a comfort item. Something that would help soothe whatever your needs were right now.

For Bob, however, these boxes contained something else. A gauge for how you were feeling, how small you were and most importantly, your current emotional well-being and headspace.

Bob knew that his sweetheart could regress positively, and would simply want to enjoy being small and let go of adult responsibilities, but, he also knew that his sweetheart could regress due to trauma. These boxes were created by you both, so when you simply couldn’t communicate verbally, you were still able to tell your caregiver exactly what you needed.

Bob could tell that you were still struggling to shake something off and he suspected that you were regressing due to the latter. He registered how tightly you were holding onto him and how firmly you pressed yourself into his side, not wanting to have your safety blanket of him, taken away from you. He held onto this as he held onto you, leading you into your playroom and sitting down with you on the plush carpet in front of the boxes. As he sat down and guided you with him, he placed you onto his lap, and like butter melting in a hot pan, you melted into him. You sat in his lap and instinctively your arms rang around his neck, burying your face into his neck and collar. The warmth of his skin and his familiar scent of lavender, mixed with a muskier wooden smell, flooded your nostrils and soothed another inch off your shoulders.

Bob had one firm arm wrapped around you and kept you safely in place next to him. His other outstretched and pointed at the boxes.

“Okay, my little one. Do you want to tell Daddy which activity box you’d like?”

You peered out from your hiding face that was pressed into his neck. A confused frown was etched onto your features and he watched as your eyebrows knitted tightly together, your frown turning into frustration. Bob heard a tiny and frustrated grumble come from your throat.

Verbalizing your preferred box couldn’t happen, so instead he pointed at the four boxes and asked with a soothing lilt in his voice.

“This one?”

He repeated the question for each box, but still came no real signs of indication which you wanted right now. Your frown of frustration was now combined with your bottom lip wobbling and your eyes turning glassy.

The frustrated grumble in your throat became a whimper and you buried your face back into Bob’s neck, at your best attempt to hide. He felt you swallow thickly and he heard you sniff back the tiny tears that were escaping.

Mumbled against his t-shirt, he heard your voice shake with uncertainty and again, upset frustration.

“No… don’t… know.”

“Oh, my little bunny.” Bob cooed at you, with one of his hands resting on the back of your head and cradling you gently. He rocked you slightly in his lap and let your tears dampen his t-shirt.

He knew.

He knew before you even picked out the box.

You were very, very tiny.

Bob comforted you with the easiest phrases for your tiny headspace. “It’s okay, Bunny. Big decisions are hard, but how about,” His hand slid round from the back of your head to your chin, to angle your teary eyes to his. “You show Daddy what feeling is in there, right now.” His slender index finger gently tapped on your chest. He knew that you couldn’t articulate what your brain was processing right now, but deep in your chest and against your rib cage, was always where you felt it most, and Bob knew that.

“Are you feelin’, happy?”

Bob registered how you didn’t react to that emotion and moved onto suggesting the next.

“Brave?”

Again, no reaction found its way to your tear-stained face.

“Sad?”

Your breath hitched.

“Scared?”

Your breath hitched again and your eyebrows furrowed, with your eyes darting around as they did when you initially came into your loving home.

Bob was proud of you and that you were able to communicate to him how you were feeling, but the emotions themselves made his stomach drop through to the floor.

His career as a pilot, and now flying in Top Gun, had always been a job for him. He was proud of his accomplishments, but it was just another day at the office for him. However, when he held your frightened and upset body, tightly in his arms, he swore that he would fire his missiles down on whoever made his Bunny feel like this. But that was for another moment in his life to consider. Right now, his utmost priority is you. He took great pride in being your caregiver and perhaps, he was even prouder of himself for taking care of you like this in such an intimate way, that surpassed his career.

Bob was drawn out of his train of thoughts by your face being pushed back against his shoulder and the sound of a small whine escaping your lips.

“Dada…” You mumbled out with a whine. Your hands grabbed tight fistfuls of his t-shirt. Bob recognized that this was your way of agreeing that you needed that particular box right now and most importantly, that you needed your Daddy to come with it.

He pressed his cheek against yours and pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, with his hand cradling the back of your head again. In a close and reassuring voice, Bob said, “I’m so proud of you, my little bunny, for telling Dada how you’re feelin’ right now.”

You felt an instantaneous weight being scraped off your shoulders. For within your tiny headspace, you came to understand that you had your Dada Bobby and your box. Things would be okay. You were going to be okay.

Bob felt the pressure of a deep breath release from your lungs and you lifted your head from his shoulders, although you were still holding on tightly to him.

“Dada…”

Your glassy eyes were still glazed over and your cheeks were still pink from the tears you shed, but that tight knot of frustration in your eyebrows had melted away. Bob understood your one verbal need.

“Shall Dada and Bunny open the box?”

You nodded slightly and he noticed a tiny curl in the corners of your lips, almost showing a small smile coming to grace your beautiful features. He responded with his full showing smile as he reached over to your box, to draw it closer to you both. He had one broad forearm still wrapped tightly around your waist to keep you firmly placed in his lap. He understood that any break in contact with himself could cause you to fall back into distress.

Inside this particular box held activities for you that were catered towards a tiny headspace, and that also involved your Daddy joining in and helping you. There was a brightly coloured, wooden shaped sorting box, to which Bob would help you match the shapes to the holes in the box. There was a bead maze, which you loved when Bob would put his large hand over yours to help guide the beads around the wire. Some storybooks were made of a whole array of different materials, with Bob helping you feel out each material and bring the sound of it close to your ear. There were a handful of colourful rattles, with different shapes and thicknesses to create different sounds. This box was very much made for you both to indulge within the senses and focus on the shapes and colours, together. It was stimulating for you, but gently within your tiny headspace, and absentmindedly, it would help distract you from the horrid torment that was racing around in your head.

There was a pastel pink pacifier, with a bunny rabbit print, and a soft, plush pacifier clip to attach it to, matching in colour. Bob nimbly attached it to your t-shirt, before placing it gently to your mouth. You let out a quiet, yet joyful hum as you soothed yourself. The last thing in your box was your baby bottle, which was decorated with sparkly wildlife stickers. He knew that you desperately needed to hydrate yourself, but to not break contact from his warm body, or this distraction, was paramount for you right now.

“Can Bunny help Daddy, slot these shapes away? ‘nd then, can Bunny help Daddy get something to drink? Daddy’s so thirsty!”

Bob played off the dramatics in a very convincing manner, as you eagerly nodded your head and behind your pacifier, he spotted the very first signs of your gleeful smile. A louder squeal was let out from your lips and one of your hands detached themselves from Bob’s t-shirt to grab onto the shaped sorting box.

It had worked. Twenty minutes later and you were still wrapped tightly around Bob’s frame, but giddily squeezing him and babbling behind your pacifier, as he filled up the last inch of your baby bottle with water and screwed the lid on tight.

In between this time, as you moulded into your Daddy and soaked up his comforting hold, it also enabled you to be parted, for just a couple of seconds, knowing that his warmth was right there. Therefore, Bob had been able to swap out your previous clothes for your matching, pastel pink, romper. It was buttoned and in case you still needed to feel his skin on yours, he could pop the first couple and press his warm skin to yours.

Bob chuckled at your constant squeezes to his waist and nonsensical babbling. “Alright, my little one, c’ere,” He reached down to your waist with a smile and picked you up to hoist you to his hip. “There you go.” He carried you back to your playroom with your bottle still in one hand. He gently nudged his fingertips with his spare hand, into your sides to get you giggling. The sweet laughter that rang out behind your pacifier was enough to cause his own.

“What game shall Dada ‘nd Bunny play next? Hm?” His eyes went wide behind his glasses and his eyebrows raised. He was putting on a face of excitement to keep you intrigued and engaged with your activities.

“Bee, Dada! Bee! Bee!”

He knew that you meant the bead maze. He laughed again as you squealed out your next activity with the utmost enthusiasm, and how you were already eagerly squirming in his grip to get back down on the floor of your playroom and huddled onto his lap.

He did exactly that and sat you down on his lap with the bead maze retrieved, and your bottle still in his hand. He rested you against him so that with one hand, he could hold the bottle to your lips and feed you, and his other could rest on yours and guide themselves along the beads, up and over the curling pieces of wire. His broad frame and shoulders almost wrapped themselves around you, as his arms outstretched to meet yours and the bead maze. You were cuddled tightly into his chest. You felt protected. You felt loved.

With the gentlest touch to move the beads, Bob had gently moved his little one from feeling terrified, to safe.

As you came close to finishing the last of your bottle, Bob removed it and placed your pacifier back. He pressed a featherlight kiss to your temple and before he continued with the exciting playtime that stood before you both, you heard his soothing voice next to your ear.

“Daddy’s so proud of you, my little bunny. I love you.”

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[roseyposie-agere]

Age regressor! Branch Headcannons-🌧

: little baby, tiniest of guys!! Branch usually regresses to a younger age, probably toddler years to a young kid

: is embarrassed and sometimes ashamed of his regression (at least until others help him through those feelings)! involuntary regresses because of nightmares alot, uses Floyd's jacket to help calm down

: very very clingy due to his past, is maybe a little better with poppy then with any of his brothers taking care of him

: speaking of Branch's brothers I adore the idea of them caregiving for him!! I think Floyd would be the one who finds out about the regression first, but all his brothers would like to have at least some of the time they never got with baby Branch now that they're together again

: That isn't to say its easy, there is so much angst potentional for them, poor branch probaly tries to be as 'perfect' as he can so his brothers don't leave again :< it takes alot of effort and rebuilding of trust for his regression to be more of a positive experience, after the work is put in it starts to help heal some of the hurt from his childhood

: on a lighter note, Branch loves creating and coming up with new inventions! Especially, when his favorite trolls help him, Poppy excitement in turn makes branch even more exited about his creations. Poppy defiantly puts little branch's blueprints and drawings up when hes more comfortable

:

#pspsps id love to talk about trolls if anyone else would like too!! #agere #agere writing #trolls agere #age regression headcanons #age regression #sfw age regression #agere hcs #fandom agere #agere headcanons

[0little-miss-scare-all0]

General Dethklok/Managerial Headcanons :3

A/N: this may or may not be dry asf i'm writing b4 the hcs so i don't forget😭😭

this is NOT proofread

Nathan Explosion :

i think he's like 6'5

its just this weird hunch i have

definitely somewhere from 28-35

i don't make the rules man😔

obviously Native American from the whole bloodlines episode

i can't remember what it's called for the life of me😭

i don't have any other nationality hcs for him

i think the show does it well enough

has gauges idc

they probably aren't hella big, but they're there

maybe an industrial or some kind of cartilage piercing

i think his favorite song they've made is Mutilation on a Saturday Night

it makes him think of early dethklok without the prophecies and shit

favorite album is the Dethalbum

probably has a bias bc it's the first project they did (totally not projecting rn😭)

song that makes me think of him is Ugly Model Mannequin by Cane Hill

idk why, it just does

Skwisgaar Skwigelf :

he's 6'10 NO ONE can convince me otherwise

his tagline isn't "taller than a tree" for nothing man

i saw someone say that Brendon himself said Nathan and Skwisgaar are the same age, so i'm not touching on that

biggest Swede ever man

like he quite literally had the Swedish flag on his belt buckle in Doomstar Requiem

go look it up i'm not joking

but maybe his dad is from like Switzerland to make him a slight bit more interesting

i doubt that he'd have any piercings

maybe his ears but that's it

i just cant see him with anything crazy

someone mentioned an elf ear body mod for him

makes sense that fairy

that last one was uncalled for hold on😭😭

this guys favorite song is awaken

he just loves the instrumentals

the little do-do-do-do do do do do do they do

idk how to explain it just go give it a listen😭

favorite album is the Dethalbum III

i think he likes how all the songs sound similar, so it isn't hard to remember the riffs (don't mention my terminology i am the farthest thing from a guitarist😭)

song that reminds me of him is Viking by Slaughter to Prevail

i just think he relates to the whole viking lineage thing

also the breakdown goes HARDDD

Toki Wartooth :

maybe like 6'1

this is going off gut feeling, not anything related to the show

i think he's like 25

he didn't look that old in Doomstar Requiem

the type of guy to sneak in like 20 cats and give them treats to not make noise

i think he regresses to like 6-7

idk why i just think yk

i think he also has gagues

they're probably white

he totally has an eyebrow piercing that pickles did in like 1900 BC that he didn't want anymore so he just let that hoe close

i think with the way his family is he would just be 100% Norwegian

no ifs not buts

might know some Latin

probably just prayers and shit like that

his favorite song they've made is Dethharmonic

or the Deththeme

for Dethharmonic he likes the orchestral elements

for the Deththeme he just likes that his name is first😭

i'd say his favorite album is the second one

just bc the album cover is purple, literally no other reason

probably bc it stands out from all other death metal albums

purple probably isn't considered a "metal" color (it should be though)

a song that reminds me of him is Summer Breeze by Type O Negative

i think he'd appreciate how chill it is

Pickles the Drummer :

bro easily 5'6-5'8

he's a short king

Wisconsin 100% his family is from no where else

like the drummer family goes back to the 13 colonies

obviously he has four piercings

those eyebrow ones

i think he has some on his ears

cartilage but not industrial

his favorite song they've made is Hatredcopter

he just loves how he sounded and the drums (based)

i forgot to say how old he is

he's the oldest, so i'd say like 39

they're not allowed to be 40 bc i said so

i think his favorite album is Dethalbum IV

it just makes him proud to see how far they've come since Dethalbum I

a song that makes me think of him is Wrong Way by Sublime

and Your Mama Won't Know by Pretty Boy Floyd

he's most definitely taunting TF out of the band with that "mom" shit

"go get mommy a bottle" "give mommy the remote"

he's insufferable (i would be too)

William Murderface :

he's 5'10 and i HAVE to be firm on that

probably like 30

MAYBEEE 33 if i feel generous

he hates pickles

the food, not the drummer

along with Toki, he also loves Christmas

it just "isn't brutal" so he won't admit it

he's like a 5 year old when that shit rolls around

that's why he wanted that special so damn bad

his favorite album is also Dethalbum IV

he just loves the new sound

a song that reminds me of him is Subliminal by Suicidal Tendencies

i feel like he'd like their whole self titled and Lights... Camera... Revolution

i cant speak for all of Freedumb, bc i only listen to Cyco Vision, but he'd like that song too

i get a big Murderface vibe from them

maybe it's the whole punk thing

and Murderface being a Nihilist

it just ties it all together with a nice big blood red bow

i think hes latino like i've seen everyone say

he can probably speak Spanish well

speaks the Spain dialect (i'm not very educated about this tell me all abt it in either reblogs or comments)

Charles Offdensen :

he's like 6'2 or 6'3

i cant decide

i think it would be so funny if he was like 40 and the band made him seem 56

in reality he's probably like 42

that seems right to me

went to some high end law school

i'm pretty sure that's when they said he jousted

idk i just remember he can do it

i like to think he's wasian

Korean and Swiss if we wanna be specific

he grew up in American bc i love my country✊🏻😔😔

anyway, i say wasian bc he has a monolid i think

at least it looks like it to me

maybe it's just his glasses hiding it who knows

probably from the middle of buttfuck nowhere

like some place in Oregon

his favorite album is the Doomstar Requiem soundtrack

IDC WHAT YALL HAVE TO SAY

i think he likes how fun it is

and is very cocky about how good his parts are

his favorite song tho is Poisoned by Food

the opening scream is his shit

a song that reminds me of him is Visage by LANDMVRKS

it's kind of quiet at the beginning which helps him lock in for the rest of the song and all the songs after it

probably listens to metal all day, then goes to bed and listens to some goth shit

maybe even classical if he's feeling posh

wasn't raised religious, but still celebrated the holidays

the christian ones specifically

a canon fidgeter

in Dethdinner he was wiggling his fingers

thank you to that one charles lover with the spreadsheet of his behaviors i forget their handle

they pointed it out and i've geeked abt it ever since

Abigail Remedlindrinc :

don't quote me on her last name i cant spell that fuckin thing😭

i think she's like 5'8 easily

probably 34

not much older than Murderface but definitely not younger

shes probably from somewhere normal like Pittsburgh

ofc i say where i'm from for normal

anyway she's definitely not from PA idk what i was on abt

i cant think of a specific place she'd be from

i feel bad i don't have much for her i love her sm

she probably still has Nathan's number saved

in my heart they're still best friends

in canon god does she hate him

she's just so amazing i love her

Dick Knubbler :

this man omfg

he's like 5'10 too

maybe 5'11 on a good day

he looks old

maybe like 40

up there with charles 100%

hes such a goofy mf i hate him

but like i hate him lightheartedly

my dad loves him he thinks he's funny

he looks like the type of mf to talk in his sleep

he definitely rolls around a lot too

has to have a big ass bed or his frail ass will fall off

i think of him when i hear any pop song from the 80s

like Taylor Dayne, and Prince even though i think he was 90s

idk man i wasn't alive😭

#metalocalypse #dethklok #mtl #nathan explosion #pickles the drummer #skwisgaar skwigelf #william murderface #toki wartooth #charles foster offdensen #charles offdensen #abigail remeltindtdrinc #dick knubbler #i feel like such a nerd writing this #dey widderwy do all this widderwy🤓

[thelazyhermits]

I admit that this question mainly came about because it's a trend in the TWST fandom for some reason and I am legitimately curious, but how do you think the TWST boys would react to a small child Fortune (blame someone spiking her lunch food with a potion or something)?

Ah, the timeless age regression trope. No matter the fandom, it's always a classic lol

Just like in the world of BNHA, it's easy to imagine this happening in the world of TWST cause magic exists and cause ADeuce/Grim are a recipe for disaster during Alchemy class, so this happening to Yuu at some point is totally plausible 😂

Anyway, in regards to your question, I feel like this turn of events would be mostly welcomed by the Twst boys since they're all pretty good with children to various degrees, which is rather surprising considering how they all normally are lol

Leona would be the main exception since he doesn't like dealing with kids, but despite this, he wouldn't be mean to Yuu since he was taught to be respectful toward women. Plus, this is his favorite little herbivore. He'll put on a show, acting like he's hating every minute of this, but he's gonna take good care of her for as long as she's with him. If she wants to cuddle up with him and play with his hair, that's exactly what he's gonna let her do, and don't even think of doing anything to upset her while in his presence or you will soon regret it haha

Putting the rest under the cut since this post got kinda long.

Ruggie is already overprotective of Yuu as it is, so now, he's even more so cause she's a small vulnerable child. He's the ultimate babysitter thanks to his years of taking care of the kids in his neighborhood, so you really can't find a better guy than him for the job despite his overprotectiveness.

Jack is also the perfect babysitter since he's attentive and has experience looking after his two younger siblings. Seeing Yuu looking so small brings out his protective instincts, so he does whatever he can to look out for her since he doesn't want anything to happen to her.

The Pop Music Club absolutely adore tiny Yuu and want her to hang out with them as much as possible. Cater wants to get as many photos and videos for Magicam as he can, and Kalim just wants to spoil her and buy her everything her little heart desires and take her on a magic carpet ride.

Meanwhile, Lilia is in dad mode. He cannot deny the allure of adopting another adorable child, so he is having a total field day. Anyone watching over Yuu better keep a close eye on her at all times, or this man will snatch her while you're not looking 😂

When Lilia succeeds in kidnapping Yuu and taking her back to their dorm, Malleus quickly takes a liking to tiny Yuu since she's still not afraid of him. He'll take good care of his favorite child of man, so he'll keep her safe from Lilia's cooking lol

Silver is very chill about this turn of events. While he's not quite approving of his father's kidnapping methods, he just goes along with it and does whatever he can to take care of Yuu. They probably end up becoming napping buddies cause I love that adorable mental image.

Sebek unsurprisingly gets jealous of all the attention Yuu is getting from Malleus/Lilia, but at the same time, he's happy to see Yuu getting treated so well since he knows she didn't have the best childhood. That's why he's very protective of her and noticeably softer when interacting with her.

Like the Pop Music Club, Floyd wants to play with Yuu since he always wants to play with her no matter her age lol Azul and Jade are two students who aren't exactly enthusiastic about this turn of events, but they're willing to do their part to look after her if necessary since they don't want anything to happen to her, and they won't charge Yuu for their services either cause she wins them over with her cute charms haha

Riddle is so awkward around Yuu since he's not used to dealing with children, but he does his best to be a good babysitter since he quickly becomes endeared to her since she's not intimidated by him/is friendly with him.

Trey naturally is a pro at looking after her, and he absolutely spoils her rotten. He'll deny it if anyone calls him out for his behavior, but it's the truth haha

Deuce is even more protective of Yuu than usual when she becomes a child. If anyone even looks at this kid wrong, he will go on the offensive lol Meanwhile, Ace tries to act like watching over her is a pain, but there's no denying that Yuu has them both wrapped around her little fingers.

Jamil is another student who's not particularly enthusiastic about this turn of events, but he's very good at looking after Yuu. He's especially gentle with her and definitely more protective of her when she's this young, but he will deny it with all his might lol

Out of the Pomefiore trio, I'd say Rook is the most excited about this turn of events since he seems like the type who loves kids, so he'd have a grand time playing with Yuu.

When Rook successfully steals Yuu away and takes her to their dorm, Vil just rolls along with it and gives her a spa day and reads one of his scripts to her when she wants to be read to.

Epel would also just roll along with this and play with Yuu/give her apples. He's probably the most calm about this, out of Yuu's sons, but like Deuce, if anyone looks at her wrong, you better watch out.

Ortho is super excited about tiny Yuu cause now he gets to be a big brother! He intends to be an awesome one, just like Idia, so he'll play all sorts of games with Yuu and give her pretty much anything she wants.

At first, Idia makes a fuss, like Leona, since taking care of a kid sounds like a pain, and he has so many other things he'd much rather do. However, Yuu eventually wins this big brother over too, so he's soon joining Ortho in spoiling her.

All in all, I'd say child Yuu is well-received by the TWST boys since they all care about Yuu to various degrees, so they'd make sure she's well taken care of until she's finally back to normal.

How things would go on Yuu's end all depends on how young she is when she's turned into a kid. If she's 3 or younger, she'd be a normal child: full of energy, sweet, loves animals, physically affectionate.

If she's 4 or older, however, Yuu would be completely withdrawn and wary of everyone. She'd rarely, if ever, smile, because she was 4 when she got brought into the underworld and ended up with Mumei/Tokumei.

A withdrawn Yuu would set off pretty much all of the guys' protective instincts/internal alarms since this is clearly a child who has been through a lot and suffered as a result. They'd all be extra gentle with her since they wouldn't wanna hurt/scare her, and a lot of them would make the effort to try to get her to smile/laugh.

So this prompt can either be pure fluff or an angst/fluff hybrid lol

#fortune in twisted wonderland

[genderfluid-insomniac]

tartaglia masterlist

What they call their S/O and what their S/O calls them

When they find out you have toxic/abusive parents

How they react to their S/O self-harm scars

When they notice you’re off/depressed

“If ****** died for all our sins, he left one behind the body I’m in.”

Accidentally revealing your self harm to them

Genshin Characters as sad tiktok audios:

Genshin peeps having a younger sibling that overworks

Types of people in escape room

reader challenges their s/o to a fist fight for their hand in marriage

Your lovers with a remote control vibrator

Childhood best friend corrupts you when you tell them you’re a virgin (nsfw)

Genshin Characters when someone flirts with their S/O:

GI characters reactions to shifting (attempting) to your universe:

Genshin boys reacting to your degrading kink (NSFW)

They Turn into a Child

The divine creator bringing scaramouche into dance (x reader) SAGAU (side x reader)

Aftercare head cannons with genshin characters when they’re s/o calls the safeword

Genshin characters finding out that their s/o is asexual/on the spectrum

s/o was a victim of sexual abuse and how the characters react to it

Childe x flustered!reader

childe who needs reader for comfort and ended in nsfw

“Surprise” Dehya x Beidou x Sukuna x Itadori x Childe x Itto x Floyd x Hange x reader

soft and sensual with Itto and childe (NSFW)

age regression!reader with the harbingers

#childe tartagalia #childe smut #childe x reader #childe genshin x reader #tartagila #tartagalia x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

[mangokittokatsu]

Honeybee

Sebby lovely this is for you!!! Happy birthday my love!!!!! 💖💖💖 @sebsxphia

Robert “Bob” Floyd x Little! Reader x Natasha “Phoenix” Trace

WC: 2.1k

Tags: age regression, tooth rotting fluff, overuse of the Oxford comma

A day. That’s the only way you could truly describe how your shift had gone, it had been a day. It hadn’t even been overly bad yet here you were, tears stinging your eyes and blurring your vision as you fumbled with your keys to try and unlock the front door when it swings open before you find the right key, revealing Bob on the other side. You look up at his smiling face and let out an involuntary whimper and a wet sigh that borders on a sob, feeling a fuzziness start to take over the edges of your mind as you lurch forward into his arms, “Bobby…” you whine while burying your face into his neck, the tears finally spilling over with a broken sob. He startles for a split second before firmly wrapping his arms around you and pulling you inside, kicking the door shut with his heel as he gently shushes you and rubs your back in soothing circles.

He leads you over to the couch and sits you down where Natasha is watching you in concern, scooting over to allow Bob the space to sandwich you between them as she presses up against your back, feeling your sobs course through your body. She hums quietly before she brings her hand up to your hair and lightly scratches her short nails across your scalp, “oh baby girl,” she lets out with a sympathetic sigh, “it’s ok, we’re here.” She whispers to you in a soft tone and you feel yourself quickly slipping, the stress of the day catching up to you as you melt into their soft touches and words. You slightly remove your face from Bob’s shoulder to press your head into Natasha’s touch with a broken whine, the two of them holding you and letting you cry between them in their arms.

Bob pulls one of his hands out from between you and Natasha once your sobs settle out into sniffles and hiccups, cupping your jaw and guiding your face up to look at him as he swipes his thumb across your cheek to wipe the tears away, “do you wanna talk about it, baby girl?” You shake your head, not knowing how to put it into words, at least not right now, “jus’ want you an’ mommy, ‘m tired”, you whimper out, your voice rough from crying, and lean into his hand as his face softens in understanding. “That’s ok honeybee, whenever you’re ready. We’ve got you, we’re here. Do you want to watch a movie? Or do you just wanna cuddle with me and mommy?” You don’t respond at first, just letting yourself feel their touches and slip further down before looking back up at Bob, “wanna watch a movie” you eventually decide, “can we have snacks?” Your glassy eyes and quiet voice cause a soft smile to break out on his face before he leans in to press a kiss to your nose, “of course we can honeybee.”

You feel Natasha shift behind you, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you firmly against her chest in a tight hug. Your eyes slip closed as her warm breath puffs against your scalp before she places a gentle kiss to the crown of your head before she pulls away, shushing you and wrapping the throw blanket from the back of the couch around you when you whine at the loss and sudden cold against your back, “just a minute little one, I’m just grabbing a few things for us. Just stay right here and cuddle with daddy and I’ll be right back”. With one last kiss to your head she disappears towards the kitchen as you burrow into Bob’s chest, wrapping the blanket tighter around yourself and eagerly sucking and nibbling on his fingers when he offers them, still sniffling and hiccuping softly with the occasional stray tear escaping your eyes. He hums a random lullaby to you softly, the vibrations spreading through his chest soothing you further, breathing out a soft, shuddering sigh through your nose as you let yourself relax into his hold.

A few minutes go by before Natasha returns, barely juggling a bowl of popcorn as well as some cut up fruit, always insisting on making sure you had balanced snacks, along with a couple juice boxes and water bottles. You let out a quiet giggle around Bob’s fingers as she unceremoniously dumped them onto the coffee table in front of the couch. She looks at you in adoration when you giggle, as if she’s hearing the heavens sing, before plopping back onto the couch next to you and pressing herself up against you where you’ve settled yourself in Bob’s lap while she was gone with your head tucked under his chin. She readjusts you a bit so your legs are draped across her thighs, bringing the three of you as close together as possible. One of her hands grabs yours and squeezes gently as she brushes your hair out of your face. Your eyes are half closed, the stress of the day melting away as exhaustion takes over while Natasha picks a movie for you. It’s something lighthearted that you’ve all seen enough times to quote so you don't have to focus on it. She reaches across your legs and grabs the bowl of popcorn and sets it in your lap, picking up the fruit next and coaxing Bob’s fingers out of your mouth as you pout before she holds a piece out to you and pops it into your mouth, “there we go baby girl, doing so good for us, our perfect little honeybee.”

The three of you continue sitting there, your head tucked under Bob’s chin with his arms wrapped around you and gently rocking as the movie plays quietly on the screen, Natasha gently rubbing your legs while feeding you pieces of popcorn and fruit and giving you sips of your juice box. She occasionally hums along to whatever song is playing in the movie, both of them never stopping their whispers of sweet nothings and praises. You barely register when the credits start rolling, completely melted into their touches and soft words and regressed with your face buried into Bob’s stomach, having slowly shifted down over the course of the movie. You’re gently chewing on the edge of his shirt and getting it wet but he couldn’t care less. His hand is resting in your hair, running his fingers through it and occasionally working out any small tangles he happens to snag while Natasha’s hand rubs soothing circles against the skin of your hip with her thumb where your shirt rode up. She looks over at Bob, nudging her shoulder against his to get his attention and nodding her head in the direction of the stairs. A silent way of telling him it was time for bed before she leans down to talk to you softly, “baby girl, c’mon, let’s get up and go to bed. Do you want me or daddy to carry you or do you wanna walk by yourself?”

You just let out a whine in response, burying your face further into Bob’s stomach as he lets out a soft chuckle, “I know you’re comfy baby girl but you’ll be more comfy in bed, you can even wear one of my sweatshirts to sleep tonight instead of your own pajamas, how does that sound? I know how much you love the one that I’ve still got from the academy and it’s nice and clean.” He waits for you to respond, pulling his hand out of your hair as you wiggle around to sit up slightly, the edge of his shirt dropping from your mouth in the process and watching as you blink a few times, gathering your slow thoughts and nodding in agreement, “ok daddy, c’n mommy carry me to bed?” A soft smile stretches across her face, her eyes filled with love for you as you look at her with hopeful, glassy eyes and she tucks your messy hair behind your ear before she leans down to press a kiss to your forehead, “of course I can honeybee, anytime you want.”

She untangles herself from the blankets and out from under your legs so she can sit you upright, promptly scooping you up and propping you on her hip as she stands. You shiver at the cold from the loss of the blanket and your Bobby’s warmth and she lets out a sympathetic coo, “Bobby wrap their blanket around them will you? Can’t have our little one getting cold while we go upstairs now can we?” She gently sways as Bob stands up, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders and kissing your cheek, “I’ll be right up baby girl, I’m just gonna clean up while mommy gets you all ready for bed, ok?” His soft words float through your head as you sleepily nod, your head already resting against Natasha’s shoulder with your eyes closed as she turns and carries you up the stairs.

You open your eyes as she sets you down on a hard surface and you frown as you register that you’re not in bed but on the bathroom counter in the en suite, seeing Natasha already grabbing your toothbrush and toothpaste, involuntarily letting out a quiet whine from high in the back of your throat in slight protest.

She lets out a soft sigh, “I know darling, but you’ve gotta brush your teeth, I can help you tonight ok? And you can keep your blankie nice and warm around your shoulders.” Her voice a gentle tone but holding no room for argument, you let her rest her hand on your cheek and brush your teeth for you. Knowing that if she takes too long you’ll start to protest, she finishes up quickly. It’s not the most thorough job by her standards but it’s enough for tonight. She hands you a cup of water and instructs you to rinse your mouth as she brushes your hair and begins to braid it for the night, never ending the stream of praise and sweet nothings that drift past her lips through the entire process, “There’s my good girl, so good for me and daddy, I’m almost done and then we can go get you all comfy in bed ok?” She ties off the end of your hair and scoops you up back into her arms to carry you back into the bedroom.

Bob is waiting for you when you walk back through the door, he’s slipped his academy sweatshirt on for a few minutes to make sure it’s nice and warm and smells more like him. He watches Natasha set you gently on the bed and get you changed into a pair of sleep shorts. He quickly removes his sweatshirt and slips the soft material over your head and helps you guide your arms through the sleeves when she takes your shirt off, making sure you don’t get cold. You gently flap the ends of the too long sleeves around over your hands with a soft, happy squeal, bringing the tattered edge of the sleeve up to your mouth and softly chewing on it. Bob and Natasha watching you with matching smiles, looking at you like you’re the most perfect thing in the world and to them you are. Bob pulls the covers back and lays down, guiding you up to lie next to him, “c’mon baby girl, there we go, we’ve got you.” He wraps his arm around you, tucking you against him as you lay your head on his chest. You look up at him with sleepy eyes, shining at him like he hung the moon and he feels his heart melt as he brings his other hand up to brush against your cheek. Natasha climbs into bed behind you, pressing herself against your other side and placing a soft kiss to your shoulder, “love you so much honeybee, always so perfect for us.” Somewhere far in the back of your mind is the faint thought that they’ll want you to talk about your day sometime tomorrow, but that doesn’t matter. Not when you’re safe and relaxed in their arms, their scent surrounding you and lulling you further towards sleep along with their gentle touches, humming as you press your cheek further against Bob’s chest.

“L’ve you and daddy, momma. ‘M sleepy”

“Go to sleep little one, we’ll be right here when you wake up and we’ll do whatever you wanna do tomorrow”, Bob shushes you for one final time. He feels your breathing even out against his side, soft puffs of your breath ghosting across his collarbone as you let yourself fall asleep finally. You drift off knowing he’s telling the truth, exhaustion settled deep in your bones from the day, but feeling beyond safe. Beyond loved and cared for, right here in their arms. Their perfect baby girl that they’d do anything for, as long as it meant you were happy.

#phoenix x little! reader #Bob x little! reader #natasha phoenix trace #natasha trace x reader #robert bob floyd #robert bob floyd x reader #Sebby lovely <3

[sailor-aviator]

Sailor-Aviator’s Collections

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✨ I currently write female reader-insert fics. I try to make my fics as inclusive as possible, but I understand that I will fall short of this at times. The moodboards I make for the heroines of my stories are based off of vibes only, but the reader characters themselves will not have physical attributes save for something like hair length.

✨ I mainly write for Jake "Hangman" Seresin, but I write for other TGM characters as well from time to time. I have been thinking about branching out into other fandoms, but time will tell when that happens. In the meantime, take a seat and enjoy the fics!

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I will write: Smut, Fluff, Angst (within reason), light, soft!dark, dark!, AUs (there's not much I won't do), age difference (both adults), threesome, reverse harem, dubcon, consensual non-consent, Dom/Sub, cockwarming, praise, praise and degradation, breeding, chase, power imbalance, choking, knife play, bondage, edging, overstimulation, A/B/O, and I'm sure there's more. Just ask!

I will NOT write: Real Person Fic (RPF), age regression, pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, race play, underage scenarios, scat play, piss kink, cheating between "main" couple, accidental pregnancy, miscarriage, Taylor Swift inspired fic.

Who I'll write for:

✨TGM Characters: Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Robert "Bob" Floyd, Javy "Coyote" Machado, Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia, and Natasha "Phoenix" Trace

✨Marvel Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rodgers, Peter Parker

✨Misc. Characters: Soldier Boy, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, and more to come!

Happy reading, y'all!

#liz's collections #sailoraviator's collections #writing guidelines #writing #about my writing

[our-destiny]

☁ Destiny's Masterlist ☁

This only includes posts that I have written not posts that I've reblogged. Will be updated regularly.

Includes Obey Me!, Twisted Wonderland, Marvel and links to the poems I've written because it's my masterlist and I worked hard on them.

☁ <- means it's one of my most popular posts

Obey me!

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . *  ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Multiple Characters

Languages they know Includes: All except 13

☁ Side character pact headcanons Includes: Diavolo, Barbatos, Mephistopheles, feat. Solomon

Rambling about Dark! Brothers Includes: mostly Satan and a little bit of Mammon

Lucifer

Lucifer as a father figure headcanons

Mammon

Having a queer platonic relationship with him headcanons

Satan

Being friends with Satan + being aromantic headcanons

Asmodeus

Being friends with Asmo headcanons

Solomon

Soft Solomon scenarios

Having a bubble bath together

Rambling about Solomon and you being soulmates

Soft Solomon headcanon

Dancing with Sol

☁ Soft Solomon things

☁ Another soft Solomon headcanon

☁ Soft Solomon imagine

Raphael

Safe - Raphael comforting you after a nightmare

With an mc that talks a lot

Imagine making Raph laugh in class

Michael the Archangel

Rambling about Michael + the celestial realm

☁ Dark! Caregiver! Michael forcing reader to age regress

Dancing with Michael

☁ Becoming friends with Mike while in the Devildom

Twisted Wonderland

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . *  ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Multiple characters

characters love languages including: Cater, Deuce, Ace, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Floyd, Kalim

Lgbtqia+ headcanons Includes: Riddle, Ace, Cater, Leona, Rook, Epel, Jamil

Neurodivergent headcanons Includes: Riddle, Cater, Deuce, Ruggie, Azul, Floyd, Jade, Kalim, Jamil, Vil, Epel

Marvel

. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ . *  ✯. ☪︎* ☁︎. . * ✰ .· ☁︎ .

Bucky Barnes

30 Days Writing Challenge masterlist

☁ Yandere Bucky

Bucky as a father/father figure headcanons

☁ Dark! Masochist! Bucky

☁ Happy Birthday - Yandere! Bucky birthday oneshot

Yandere Winter Soldier x Hydra Reader

Yandere Bucky sees Darling's self harm scars

Thor Odinson

Yandere best friend Thor headcanons

Poetry

A poem about aromanticism

A poem about healing from mental illness

A poem about the meaning of life

A poem about misogyny

#obey me shall we date #obey me #om! swd #om! shall we date #om! solomon #solomon obey me #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #om! mammon #om! michael #obey me! #obey me masterlist #masterlist #twst masterlist #dark marvel #yandere marvel #marvel mcu #marvel #platonic yandere marvel #dark mcu #yandere mcu #mcu #mcu fic #mcu platonic #dark bucky barnes #yandere bucky x reader #yandere bucky barnes #Destiny's Masterlist #dark!bucky barnes x reader

[lewmagoo]

favorite human spotlight

today’s spotlight is @sebsxphia!

what i love about them: seb and i have been mutuals for over a year at this point and i am so thankful for their friendship. they are always so sweet and encouraging, and are always willing to discuss concepts and ideas. i have loved getting to know you these last few months! you are precious and kind and such a light in this little community. i’m so glad you’re here.

some of my favorite works they’ve written:

ptolemaea - this series is one of my favorites. if you like horror and religious imagery, this one is for you. the way seb masterfully weaves themes from ethel cain’s preacher’s daughter all throughout this story is just so breathtaking. it’s sexy and dark and tragic, all in one. such an emotionally stirring read.

woodland creatures - i of course have to include this series. age regression is a very special thing for me and this series helped me really embrace that little part of me after it had been repressed for so long. it’s a series of soft, precious stories highlighting rhett abbott, bob floyd, and their darling. each story is so near and dear to my heart and makes me feel so safe. i am so glad these stories exist.

but there are so many more i could name. please refer to their masterlist for more fantastic stories and concepts!

thank you for all you do, seb. you’re wonderful.

#favorite human spotlight

[sebsxphia]

bunny. | bunny and the hangman.

robert ‘bob’ floyd x little!reader x jake ‘hangman’ seresin.

￫ description: you spend a sunday afternoon with your two pilots and jake resumes his role as your caregiver for the first time.

￫ word count: 1.1K.

￫ c/w: age regression, other than that all fluff, fluff, fluff.

￫ a/n: @thesluttyarchivist teddy my love, this is for you. thank you so much for always encouraging the sweetest and most filthy thoughts we have. i love you to the moon and back, darlin’. <3 | woodland creatures | agere masterlist | main masterlist |

You were aware of the relationship Bob had with Jake and how it grew over the years they worked with each other, and there came the day when you eventually invited Jake into your loving relationship. It was seamless and felt like the last piece to the missing puzzle you and Bob had longed for all this time.

Jake knew about your regression and you’d discussed, like you did with Bob, your boundaries and what you needed from them both. Up until now, Jake hadn’t been privy to this, until one quiet Sunday afternoon.

Jake was lazying on the sofa and watching his Sunday football with Bob draped over his chest. You were, for lack of better word, bored out of your mind and you needed to occupy yourself as Jake cheered and hollered for his team with Bob occasionally joining in.

You grabbed your colouring book and pencils and set down on the coffee table were Jake’s legs were perched and began to colour. The exhaustion of your week was catching up to you and as the pencils scratched on the paper, you felt yourself slipping into that comforting headspace.

You finished a page and proudly turned around to show them both. “Daddy, look!” You tapped the page with your pencil and directed it to Bob who you saw as familiar.

They were none the wiser to you regressing, only thinking you were contently occupying yourself, but Bob was quick to pick up the tone in your voice with your glassy eyes and he immediately sprung up from Jake, his instincts to take care of you now running their full course.

“It’s beautiful, Bunny! Did you do that yourself?”

“Yea’!”

Jake was startled at Bob’s sudden movements, but he caught on quickly to what was occurring beneath his feet. You went back to start a new picture and Bob gave Jake a knowing look, with a small smile etched on the corner of his lips to encourage him.

“Go on, honey.” Bob, barely above a whisper, ushered Jake. He nodded and chewed at his bottom lip in anticipation. Jake felt an enormous sense of responsibility to interject his role as your caregiver for the first time and he swallowed thickly, parting his lips and taking a steady breath.

“Hey, Bluebell…” Jake leant down and tapped your shoulder. “You wan’ to stick it on the fridge?” Jake wasn’t one to get nervous, but on this occasion he found himself worrying beyond belief about how you would respond to him.

You turned around and Jake watched the cogs turn behind your eyes as you placed him in that position to be your caregiver and like clockwork, a beaming smile broke out onto your face as the Southern charm of your Jake registered in your head.

“Y’ please, Daddy!” You squealed and jumped up with no hesitation, grabbing your colouring book in your fist. Bob gently encouraged Jake and he took off with you. You hurried to the kitchen with Jake trailing behind you.

Jake pinned the drawing to the fridge with a set of magnets and you let out a excitable giggle at the prospect of your artwork being proudly displayed for all to see.

“Ca- can you colour one wi’ me, please, Daddy?”

You clasped your hands together as if to plead for Jake and he chuckled in response. How could he ever say no to you looking that, sweet? You were a bundle of Southern sweetness and the name, “Bluebell” that Jake gave you was ever appropriate.

“Course, lil’ one.” You bounced on your feet and let out another vocal appreciation, outstretching your hands and squeezing your fingers into your palms repeatedly. Jake knew this as a sign that you wanted to be picked up and he bent down with no hesitation to scoop you up and hoist you to his broad hip.

Jake proudly carried you back into the living room, with you babbling on next to him about what you wanted to colour next. He was smiling and chatting along with you to the best of his ability, as you were rambling quite a bit. He glanced over at Bob who gave Jake a hidden thumbs up and a prideful grin.

An hour had since passed and Bob peered over the back of the sofa to see what you were colouring next, the football game long forgotten. You were tucked into Jake’s side with the colouring book resting on his broad thighs and the both of you sketching away to your hearts content, creating bold and bright pictures.

“Y’ havin’ a good time with Daddy Jakey, Bunny?”

You jumped at Bob’s voice catching you by surprise from behind you.

“The best! I- I think he’s better at colouring than ‘ou.” You sheepishly admitted and turned your head away from Bob to hide your rosy cheeks. Bob let out a mock gasp and acted as if he was deadly wounded by your earth shattering statement, but Jake was quick to his defence.

“Hey, hey, Bluebell. Daddy Bobby can’t cook your favourite mac ‘n cheese like I can.” Jake’s tone was playful and Bob huffed out a laugh in response, pressing a kiss to the top of Jake’s head.

“Thank you, J.” Bob hummed appreciatively.

You however only paid attention to the most important part of Jake’s statement and you peered up at him, “we havin’ mac ‘n cheese for dinner, Daddy?”

“I don’t know,” Jake craned his head back to flash Bob his signature smile that made him weak in the knees in the first place. “Are we, Bobby dear?”

Bob could only let out an exasperated sigh in defeat and throw his hands in the air, feeling very much ganged up on. “It appears so.” You squealed with joy and clapped your hands together a handful of times, Jake celebrating with you at your convincing triumph.

“But…” Bob wavered and caught both of your attentions again. “Do you wan’ be a good Bunny and help?” His eyebrows were raised behind his frames and you knew he was only instigating the rules you’d both agreed on, however on one condition.

“Daddy Jakey too?”

“Of course.”

“Then y’ please!”

Bob let out a quiet snort of laughter at how easily you were persuaded now. “C’ on you.” Jake hoisted you to his hip again and followed Bob by his side to the kitchen.

In a hush whisper to Jake, Bob commented, “we never should’ve said anythin’. You’re the favourite now.”

But Bob’s comment was anything but serious. He had a playful smile on his face and subconsciously he wanted Jake to know that he could see how quickly you warmed to him.

Jake lightly nudged Bob in his ribs and chuckled quietly. He pressed a kiss to Bob’s cheek reassuringly, “only because I know how to have fun, sweetheart.”

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[ticklishprincey]

Did I forget to put boundaries and all the other good shit before posting a fanfiction? Maybe. You can't prove anything. ╚»★«╝ Hi! I'm Echo, I use he/they pronouns. I write sfw tickling and regression fanfictions/headcannons/other things for lots of different fandoms (mainly whatever I'm hyperfixated on at the time). ◦•●◉★◉●•◦ I take requests, but I will ignore/block any asks/blogs containing any of the following: ✎NSFW/kink culture ✎Sexual tickling/tickle kink ✎Smut with or without tickling (makes me uncomfy either way) ✎Ageplay/DDLG/CGL/Any other form of ageplay ✎Feet (nothing wrong with them I just don't do feet period) ✎Yandere ✎Canonically gay characters shipped with females ✎Canonically lesbian characters shipped with males ✎Canonically aroace characters shipped with anyone ✎Voice teases (sorry I'm a lee I can't say the freaking word out loud) ✎Random DMs if I don't know you/follow you ◦•●◉★◉●•◦ That being said, I take requests on a lot of things, not just tickling asks. Here are a few of the things I will reply to/accept: ✎SFW tickling ✎Age regression/pet regression ✎Tickle headcannons ✎Regression headcannons ◦•●◉★◉●•◦ Lastly, here are most of the fandoms I'm in and the pairings I would be over the moon to write about: (✰ = platonic , ✿ = romantic , ♫ = happy to write either) ✎Helluva Boss ✰Blitzo & Moxxie ✰Blitzo & Fizzarolli ✰Stolas & Asmodeus ✿Millie & Moxxie ✿Asmodeus & Fizzarolli ♫ Stolas & Blitzo ✎Hazbin Hotel ✰Alastor & Lucifer ✰Alastor & Husk ✰Alastor & Rosie ✿ Husk & Angel Dust ✎TMNT/ROTTMNT ✰Donatello and literally any one of the turtles help I'm obsessed ✎Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus/Trials of Apollo ✰Percy & Nico ✰Hazel & Nico ✰Jason & Nico ✰Will & Apollo ✿Will & Nico ♫Leo & Nico ✎Encanto ✰Camilo and literally anyone I love this character so much ✎Dear Evan Hansen ✰Evan & Jared ✰Evan, Jared & Connor ✰Connor & Zoey ♫Connor & Evan ✎Black Butler ✰Sebastian & Ciel (he doesn't have a father figure okay the child needs a hug) ✎Gravity Falls ✰Mabel & Dipper ✰Ford & Dipper ✎FNAF (mainly security breach tbh) ✰Sundrop & Reader ✰Moondrop & Reader ✰Glamrock Freddy & Gregory ✎MHA/BNHA ✰Todoroki & Izuku ✰Shinsou & Aizawa ♫Denki & Shinsou ✎Twisted Wonderland ✰Jade & Floyd ✎Voltron ✰Keith & Shiro ♫Keith & Lance (yes I am aware it's not canon let me mourn) ✎Sanders Sides ✰Virgil & Patton ✰Virgil & Janus ♫Virgil & Logan ✎Avengers (mainly Spiderman tbh I'm obsessed) ✰ Peter & Tony (I need Tony to adopt this sweet boy it's a need) ✰ Loki & Peter ✎Trolls (the third movie) ✰Branch and any/all of his brothers there's not enough fluff with them and it makes me sad ◦•●◉★◉●•◦ Anyway, thanks for reading my essay, enjoy my content and stay hydrated! ╚»★«╝

#intro

[persesphonestears]

About me, Rules, Guidelines

SUBMISSIONS/REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

About me ig:

Names I'm comfortable with people using- Percy, Perc(Purse), Persephone

⎈ Masculine Agender ⎈ It/It's Neo/Xneo pronouns (Will be blocked if she/fem pronouns used.) ⎈ Mixed - Indian and White(Australian) ⎈ 20 ⎈ Androsexual ⎈ I suffer with multiple mental health issues and disabilities - that being said, any talk of topics like them being ablest or talk of them from someone without them will be blocked. ⎈ 

@/persephone-reblogs is going to be my reblog account because I got a request asking for my blog to just be my posts which I agree makes it easier!!

Blank blogs (No reblogs, No posts, No pfp, No bio) will be blocked for the assumption of them being bots.

Do not spam like my work please, I appreciate people liking my work but spam liking my things doesn't help me reach anyone. 

If you do wish to like my posts please at least reblog them, If you like and don't reblog I won't block you unless you've done it before and more then once already.

I will gladly take requests from people unless said otherwise or if they are closed. Though if you have never interacted with my account I will not be answering your requests.

I do not write for female/fem readers though I do reblog female/fem readers x character

More information about my personal rules and my guidelines for requests and just in general.

Rules and Guidelines.

Main basics:

I will be doing 18+/smut requests and my own ideas. Any posts made with the 18+/Smut/NSFW are forcefully for adults and people over the age of 18. If you are not of that age DO NOT INTERACT. You will be blocked immediately.

I will be writing ‘x reader’ fanfictions. All posts will not be targeted at Fem/Female aligned people as there's thousands out there already. If written ‘Fem!/Female/She/Her uses DNI’ Don't interact. I write for masculine and gender neutral readers.

Requests asked by PM’s will not be answered unless I have become close with you over tumblr or know you personally.

What I will not write. No changes. (any requests with these will have you blocked)

fem/female readers (Feminine male/nb readers are fine^^)

she/her readers 

insect (adopted or step siblings aren't allowed either)

pedophillia of any kind

dub-con/non consensual/rape

hard cnc(consent-non-consent) - I will be okay with writing things with cnc if it's light and just a kink between the character and reader)

anything overly stalkerish or along the lines of yandere’s

any sort of glorification of mental illness

any sort of glorification of self harm or self destruction

beastiality

hard degradation

full on exhibition 

piss/scat kinks

female pet names (eg, baby girl, princess)

age regression (I have nothing wrong with it, I am just not comfortable writing it.)

OC’s x reader. Self explanatory.

physical appearance of reader|y/n, things like, eye color, hair color, skins color/tone. To show these I will use things like e/c, h/c, s/c. I will also not be writing any black! reader as I myself am not black and I'm not in any right to write for another race.

Characters I am writing for atm:

Call of Duty - 

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

John ‘Bravo Six’ Price

Alejandro Vagras

Rodolfo ‘Rudy’ Parra

Valeria ‘El sin Nombre’ Garza

Operator König

Alex Keller

Keegan P. Russ

Farah Ahmed Karim

Gary 'Roach" Sanderson

Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Robert 'Bob' Floyd

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Javy 'Coyote' Machado

Mickey 'Fanboy' Garcia

Reuben "Payback" Fitch

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell [Preferably platonic]

#rules and guidelines #persephone says stuff #persephone writes

[motelsixbaby]

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