#Little!Billy

[deedoop]

Can you do another part to the littler mungrove thing?

Littlest

Fuck. They were really doing this huh? Eddie honestly had no clue what they were getting into, just knew Billy's dad was a piece of shit, knew he had to help. He takes a deep breath, looking at the items he had bought from the thrift store. He'd never taken care of a kid before, let alone an adult regressed as a kid. He took a long deep breath. "Eddie Munson. You can fucking do this." He was terrified. Terrified of hurting Billy, terrified of fucking up, terrified of losing someone he loved.

Billy Hargrove in the meantime was just as nervous. He was supposed to already be on his way but here he was, sitting on his bed, absolutely paralyzed. He'd never..regressed with somebody before. Never let those emotions come out, never let his walls down like that in front of anyone but himself. What if he was too much? What if Eddie Munson love of his fucking life decided nope cant do this! It wouldnt be the first time someone abandoned him. It wouldnt be the first time someone gave up on him. His hands shook a bit as he moved the nightstand, there laid Mr. Snuffles, smushed a bit from being behind furniture. A rolling pit laid in his stomach. He didnt know if he could do this.

Eddie was starting to get nervous that Billy wasnt here yet. He shouldve been here a half hour ago. Did Neil get ahold of him? Did something happen? He was about to pick up the phone when the door to the trailer opened. "Shit babes youre late. I started thinkin' the worst." Eddie half laughed. Billy swallowed thickly, the bunny rabbit in his hand. "This..is Mr. Snuffles." He said slowly, tipping his toes into the water, afraid the water would burn. It was stifling hot in the trailer and Billy was thankful he wore his wife beater today, the anxiety only making him feel worse.

Eddie took a breath. So they were starting. He prayed to whatever God would listen that he didnt do anything to hurt Billy, that he could be good at this. "Well hi Mr. Snuffles. Im Eddie." He waved towards the stuffed animal. Billy almost immediately looked more comfortable. Eddie wasnt..weirded out, wasnt yelling at him. "I uh I got you a few things Billy. I got you uhh some crayons and a coloring book! Some puzzles and stuff." Billy's eyes looked so soft..softer than they were before. The tense muscles had relaxed. Billy who always had something or another in his mouth had his thumb, sucking on it lightly as he walked towards the toys. "Thank you Daddy." He mumbled around his thumb.

Eddie was relaxing himself. He hadnt utterly ruined anything and Billy seemed happy. Maybe he wouldnt be bad at this, maybe he could be everything Billy needed. His heart softened as Billy mumbled to the stuffed bunny in his hand. They had discussed deeply about what would be going on today, what to expect. Billy regressed to around five years old, he could be very scared of yelling, he might act out, never hit. Eddie had quite literally taken notes. He wanted this to be perfect, to be therapeutic. Billy was sitting on the floor of his living room, bouncing Mr. Snuffles up and down, a soft smile on his face. He felt absolutely safe around Eddie. Eddie who now was apparently Daddy.

Munson gently knelt down beside him, "I got pizza rolls in the oven, you wanna color?" He asked softly. Billy nodded quickly, "Yes please!" He had never known Billy to be polite. He was a loudmouth sharp tongued bastard most of the time. He chuckled and ruffled Billy's curls. "Alright baby boy." He gently placed the coloring book next to Mr. Snuffles. He had to get Billy a pacifier, it couldnt be good for his teeth to suck on his thumb. His heart warmed at the thought. Billy, sucking on a pacifier, happy and content.

They settled into their roles, Billy was coloring up a storm, not very talkative but he did keep humming some lullaby to himself and kissing Mr Snuffles on the head as he colored. Eddie had filled up a sippy cup with apple juice and sat it beside Billy who blinked softly a moment before taking it. The oven dinged, the pizza rolls were done. "Dinner is done Bills!" He called, keeping an eye on Billy as he opened up the oven door. The metal of the baking tray caught against his arm making him hiss, dropping the tray onto the floor. "Mother of fucking Christ!" He held onto his burn, "Fucksake. Fuck!" He looked back up from his wound. No Billy. Shit. Shit Shit. He looked around frantically before he heard telltale whimpers.

Billy had hidden himself behind the couch, curled up as tight as he could, rocking back and forth. All of Eddie's worst fears were coming true, that he would make Billy worse rather than better. He couldnt wallow in self pity now, there was a man he loved deep in headspace crying behind his couch. It didnt take a genius to realize why Billy's child mind was so scared of yelling, that only added onto the guilt. Munson took another long deep breath and gently crouched besides the couch. "Billy baby boy?" He said softly, not moving the couch, not wanting to corner him. "I hurt myself, its not your fault and I am not going to take it out on you." He wasnt sure if logic worked on children. He hoped it did. Billy cried harder. It didnt. "Billy baby?" He gently grabbed the fuzzy stuffed pig he had gotten for him. Eddie waved the piggy infront of the gap between couch and wall and make some terrible oinking noises.

"Hi Billy! Im uh..Im uhh Im Mr Oinks! Wont you please come out?" That drew out a laugh from Billy, the little one wiping his tears, wiping his eyes. Eddie smiled back, "I promise Bills. Not mad at ya, I did it all myself." Their was some movement, blonde curls and puffy eyes peeking above the couch and than Billy was climbing all the way back over it and running towards Eddie, hugging him. Eddie wrapped his arms around him, softly rubbing his back. "Im sorry I yelled Bills." He said quietly. Billy sniffled and nodded, "Its okay Daddy..can I have pizza rolls now?" And Eddie laughed, "Yeah baby you can have pizza rolls." This would be an adjustment, it would be a lot of talking about things, a lot of work but Eddie was excited. He was happy to help his boyfriend, happy to help him rid himself of Neil. They had each other and Eddie was never going to let Billy be hurt again.

#self indulgent im sorry #Little!Billy #Mungrove #LITTLE BABY BOY RIGHTS #PROTECT HIM AT ALL COSTS GD IT

[mourntheantagonist]

Oh oh oh Little Billy's first Halloween as a Little? Getting all the fun of costumes and candy and decorations!

ok ok ok! but now you’ve got me crossing over my little!billy and gnc!billy headcanons and I love you for it.

when billy was a kid his favorite movie was cinderella. his mom would sing a dream is a wish your heart makes to put him to sleep every night, and every year when october rolled around, he would always ask if he could dress up as cinderella.

he and his mom would have to compromise and ask to be prince charming instead.

but neil always had the final say, and even prince charming was too girlish for neil’s taste. he’d go as an astronaut or batman or a football player. something distinctly manly—even if he was only five years old.

the disappointment of not getting to dress up as cinderella didn’t fade, rather, it was replaced by the disappointment that he was told he had to stop trick or treating when he was only seven years old. sure, he never got to dress up how he wanted but at least he got to have fun running around the neighborhood at night hauling a heavy pillowcase full of candy!

it was the first is a long list of things billy would have taken away from him. he could have only wished that the worst thing to happen to him would have been having halloween taken away from him.

when steve approached him one morning when he was little and asked billy if he wanted to go trick or treating, billy was confused.

“am I allowed?”

steve just musses his hair. “of course buddy! nancy’s taking jonathan and robin trick or treating and asked if we wanted to join them!”

billy sort of just sits there for a second. it doesn’t make total sense to him. “not too old?” he asks, bracing himself for steve to say “oh yeah, you are too old aren’t you.” or “you weren’t seriously thinking I’d take you trick or treating right? that’s for babies! are you a baby billy?”

but of course, steve says nothing of the sort.

“no you aren’t too old! you’re never too old to trick or treat if it makes you happy! so do you wanna go?”

billy nodded his head, trying his best to hide his excitement, but he apparently wasn’t doing too good of a job at it with the way steve was giggling.

“alright buddy, what do you wanna dress up as? you can be anything you like!”

billy blushed at the question, because his mind immediately went to the one thing he always wanted to be. the one thing he was always denied and told was only for girls. billy wasn’t a girl. he didn’t want steve to look at him the same way his mom had when he would ask. but at the same time, he couldn’t think of anything else.

“anything?”

“anything buddy. you name it!”

billy pursed his lips, debating whether or not he should say it. he didn’t want to have to compromise with prince charming again. he wanted to be pretty like cinderella.

“c-can I be cinderella?”

when billy looked up and saw steve’s wide eyes, he was ready to cry.

“is that not allowed?”

steve quickly started shaking his head and started rubbing his shoulder. “no of course that’s allowed bud! stevie was just surprised is all. is that what you really want?”

billy nodded his head.

“alright then buddy, we can go costume shopping tomorrow.”

when halloween eventually rolled around, billy was all around nervous. steve had laid out his costume for him; a long and pretty blue dress with a black choker and some sneakers (no glass slipper, he’d be walking around all night). he hadn’t thought about it until it was looking right at him—other people would have to see him in it, what if they laughed at him?

“hey buddy, what’s with the thinkin’ face?”

billy didn’t say anything. he just shrugged.

“don’t wanna tell me? that’s ok bills. how about we start gettin’ ready? wanna start on your hair?”

billy liked when steve brushed his hair, so he was okay with that. it would be a good distraction if nothing else. he took steve’s hand and followed him into the bathroom, taking a seat in the chair as steve gently brushed the knots from his hair. billy just smiled at himself in the mirror as steve pulled all his hair back into a pony tail. “you want it to look just like hers?”

billy nodded his head. he wanted to be pretty just like her.

even through all the poking of the bobby pins, billy’s smile didn’t falter one bit through the whole thing.

“lookin’ like a princess already.” steve said, admiring his work. but billy just hung on the word princess.

“pretty?” he asked.

“so pretty.”

billy was slowly starting to feel better about the whole thing. if steve thought he was pretty, well that was the only thing that mattered.

“you ready to get dressed?” steve asked.

billy nodded his head rapidly, excitement clear.

steve led him back into the bedroom and helped him out of his clothes and into the pretty blue dress. it looked just like cinderella’s (steve dropped a pretty penny on that thing because he’d be damned if billy didn’t have the best first little halloween ever). it wasn’t even itchy like his costumes were when he was a kid. the material was soft and he not only was looking like a princess, but he felt like one too.

steve secured the choker around billy’s neck and helped him tie his shoes, and once everything was all put together steve brought him over to the mirror to look at himself.

billy instantly smiled.

“pretty.” he said.

“you sure are billy. you look beautiful.”

billy couldn’t stop staring himself. it was a dream come true. like a fairytale.

“oh, I forgot something! I’ll be right back.”

steve was only out of the room for thirty seconds before he walked back in with something behind his back.

“what’s that?” billy asked, trying to peek around steve’s back.

“well, I know she doesn’t wear one in the movie, but I thought a princess as pretty as you are should have one of these.”

billy could not have prepared himself for what steve had hidden behind his back.

it was a tiara. it was so shiny it nearly blinded him with the way it reflected the light. but it didn’t light up nearly as bright as billy’s eyes had once he’d seen it.

“may I?”

the head nods were just getting more aggressive.

“alright kiddo calm down you’re gonna give yourself whiplash if you keep doing that.”

billy could barely hold still as he waited for steve to place the tiara on his head, and once he did, billy started to cry.

“oh no did I poke you?”

billy shook his head. “no.” he said, taking a deep breath and smiling, “I’m a princess!”

steve just pulled billy into the tightest hug possible. “yes you are!” he said “you’re my princess! all ready for the ball.”

then there was a knock at the door, and any reservations billy had about showing people his costume went out the window, and all he wanted to do was show everyone. he ran down the stairs (steve calling from the top not to lose a slipper on the way down).

steve eventually caught up with him and let the group into the house, nancy and her two littles pouring into the living room in a fit of laughter.

robin was dressed as robin hood and jonathan was dressed as david bowie (will did the makeup for him) and nancy was dressed as tinker bell. but nobody cared about them, they were all staring at billy.

“wow.” was all that nancy said, her breath barely above a whisper.

“nancy look at billy!” was what robin said, her voice high pitched and pointing at billy.

billy felt his face flush from all the attention, and he was dreading what their next words were gonna be. his confidence was draining.

“I see him robbie!”

“he looks so pretty nancy!”

“yeah he looks just like cinderella!”

and just like that his confidence was back.

“he sure does!” steve said, rubbing comforting circles into billy’s back. he must’ve noticed him tense up. “what do we say billy?”

“thank you.”

“hey steve, where’s your costume?” nancy asked.

“shoot, lemme go change real quick. give me two minutes.”

two minutes was actually five because steve could not stop messing with his hair.

but when he came down the stairs, well, billy didn’t think his smile was capable of getting any wider.

“oh look at you steve, demoted from king I see.” nancy said, giggling.

“well you can’t have cinderella and not have a prince charming.”

billy was right. he was in a fairytale.

“alright guys let’s get out of here before we turn into pumpkins!”

robin and jonathan both threw their pillowcases in the air and simultaneously shouted “candy!”

billy wasn’t thinking about candy. all he could think about was how he was about to have the best halloween ever.

#sorry I got carried away #but the idea was just too cute to pass up!! #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #mandi writes tresh #little!billy #caregiver!steve #gnc!billy

[bowiebond]

Age Regression | Billy Hargrove <3

#billy hargrove #little!billy

[smallghostcorner]

i just read your latest cg!steve post and i fricking melted!! can you pls write a fic where one of the littles call steve mama? i need the momma steve content as much as i need air <33

Summary: Steve walks in on Billy regressed for the first time(they've been dating and have talked about it before Steves just never seen baby Billy)

"Billy! I'm home!" Steve called as he toed off his shoes and shed off his family video vest.

"Billy?" Steve passed through the livingroom and to the kitchen, finding both rooms empty.

He makes his way upstairs and to his bedroom, once he reaches the top of the stairs he hears faint giggles and babbling.

Steve pushes open the door to see Billy sitting on his bed with a teddy bear in his hands and a sippy cup of juice within arms reach in the nightstand. He has a pacifier hanging out of his mouth that's clipped to a soft blue sweatshirt, one of Steves, and underneath he's wearing a pair of white athletic shorts.

"Hey little guy" Steve says in a soft tone and he approaches the bed.

"Is this baby Billy?" Steve asks and Billy nods his head.

Billy makes grabby hands towards him as he stands next to the bed.

"Mama!" he proclaims exitedly and Steve melts.

#agere little #age regressor #agere blog #boy agere #sfw little post #sfw littlespace #stranger things agere #sfw little community #little!billy #little!billy hargrove #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve

[prettyboybillyhargrove]

I need little Billy content y'all. Please feed me.

#little!billy #harringrove

[maggotpuke]

Little Billy Outfit Board

Little / Age regressor Billy Hargrove outfit board!!

Because at my core I am a little baby and so is he. He is just.. just a little guy. Y'know?

#billy Hargrove #stranger things #harringrove #mungrove #steddilly #outfit board #moodboard #rp #age regression #agere #little!billy

[itsmoonpeaches]

Source

Ok, fair.

#looking at you little billy who eats tide pods #pjo #pjo tv show #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians

[thevoidstaredback]

It's always graveyards. Why is it always graveyards? They're creepy as hell and, well... that's it. On the bright side, the Protection Spirits watching the gates recognize him and realize the danger he's in. Well, maybe he wasn't in real danger because the Bats and Birds don't really do the whole purposefully harming civilians things, but they are scary as hell! Chasing him down like a bat straight outta hell- obviously he was gonna run! They cornered him! Maybe he'll invest in getting them lessons in how to interact with people in and out of costume?

Honestly, Nightwing, Danny expected better of you. At least Red Hood and Signal know how to treat innocents.

Here's the thing about Protection and Guardian Spirits, though. They don't like intruders. If you're running from something and you don't have time to ask permission to enter, you best say "thank you" and bring them shiny things on your next visit. If you do have time to ask permission, you ask permission. If they think you're a threat or rude, they won't let you enter whatever they're guarding.

"Thank you," Danny said as he slowed to a walk further into the graveyard, the sound of the gates slamming closed behind him confirmation that the Bat and his gaggle wouldn't be following him in.

Wasting no time, Danny pulled a piece of chalk from his pocket. It was a handy little thing he'd picked up during his stay in the House of Mysteries. Draw and door, tell it where you wanna go, open it, and go through! Beetlejuice style. Though, unlike what the Handbook for the Recently Deceased says, these doors won't actually open a door to the afterlife. He fixed that tiny glitch a while ago.

Anyway, a quick few chalk lines on the side of a mausoleum later, and Danny was opening a door to Fawcett, Philadelphia. Probably not the best choice, considering that he was trying to stay away from the Justice League, but it's better than Metropolis.

"Whoa." Damn it! He should've stayed home. "What was that, mister?"

Danny made sure the door closed behind him, praying for strength. Why did he feel like several deities were laughing at him? "Hey, kid. Can you, um, maybe not say anything about that?"

The kid, short brown hair and a red jacket stood out the most to Danny for some reason, seemed very amused. "You're gonna have to buy my silence."

Again, Danny let out a quiet, long suffering sigh. "Coffee is so not worth it." Looking at the kid, he said, "Alright, fine. I was getting coffee anyway, I'll buy ya lunch. Know any good places?"

Grinning, the kid cheered, "Hell yeah! Follow me!"

Resigned, Danny followed after the kid, easily keeping pace. About a block later, he figured he should probably get the kid's name. "I'm Danny."

"Billy."

"No last name?"

"Fae rules, dude. What's your excuse?"

He had to give it to him. "Touché."

Another three blocks of walking, Billy finally stopped at a cafe. It was a quaint place with stained white brick and a dark grey roof. There were metal chairs and tables outside the building surrounded by a wrought iron fence. The table umbrellas and the awning over the black door were light blue, matching the curtains in the inside.

The inside walls were painted baby blue with a white ceiling and a pinewood floor. The tables and chairs were all stained black with light pink cushions and table cloths. The curtains, as observed before, were all baby blue, tied back with baby pink ribbons. The lights were barely yellow, giving the room a warm feel. The counters were white with black paneling on the outside and white granite as the tops.

"Welcome in," the young man at the register greeted with a smile, "What can I get you two started with today?"

Danny envied the man. He'd obviously not been doing this long enough to gain the veteran's shine to his eye. He turned to look at the menu after telling Billy to get whatever he wanted. A mistake he'll probably pay for. "I'd like a large Red Eye, equal parts coffee and espresso, with cinnamon, honey, chocolate syrup, mint, and vodka, please."

The 'newbie' light in the man's eyes dimmed a little bit. "Um, we don't carry vodka." Glad that's the only thing he's worried about. Priorities.

Danny clicked his tongue. "Oh, well, it was worth a shot. I'd like everything else, though, please. Mix it at your own discretion."

"Alright," he was very valiant to go back to grinning, "Anything else?"

Danny motioned for Billy and the kid stepped up. "Can I get a large mocha, three chocolate chip cookies, and two sandwiches?"

The blond entered the order. "Of course! That'll be $25.37." A quick card swipe from Danny. "Thank you very much, we'll have your order out to you soon!"

The two didn't say a word as they chose a table in the corner. Danny let Billy take the seat that was open to the rest of the cafe so he wouldn't feel cornered. He had a good view of the door, though, so he wasn't complaining.

"So, how'd you do that?" Billy asked after they'd gotten their orders.

"How'd I do what?" Danny sipped his drink.

"How'd you walk outta that wall? It's solid!"

"Magic."

"I guessed that much."

"Then why'd you ask?"

"Will you teach me?"

"No."

"You didn't even think about it!"

"Okay," He paused. "No."

"Not fair." he pouted.

Putting his drink on the table, Danny summed as much fake-it-till-you-make-it energy as he could. "Magic isn't a toy and takes years of practice to get a handle on, not to mention you have to actually have an aptitude for it before you can even try. Besides, I don't know you nearly well enough to trust you with anything else."

Billy finished the cookie he was eating. "I can do it! You just gotta teach me!"

Another sigh that Danny had stopped counting. "Look, you seem like a good kid, but I'm not gonna teach you magic."

"Why not!"

"However," he continued, ignoring the demand, "I'm not gonna leave ya fully defenselessness."

"What do you mean?" Billy backed away slightly, his eyes narrowing as he moved to be able to run quickly.

Another sip. "Based off of the dirt you're covered in, the grease in your hair, and the overall poor condition of your clothes, I'm gonna bet that you're a street kid. So," he pulled a small card from his pocket, very aware that Billy was watching his hand aptly, "I'm going to leave you with this."

Slowly, the brunet took it and turned it over. "What it is?"

The white card had the initials DP in the middle, circled by an Ouroboros. The initials were completely solid, but the snake of the Ouroboros was made up of tiny runes of protection and health and healing and good fortune.

"My calling card. If you're ever in danger, hold that to your chest and ask for help. I'll be there."

Still obviously suspicious, Billy took a moment to scrutinize the card. It was cute to watch the kid act like he knew what he was looking at or for. When he seemed satisfied, he shoved the card into the inner pocket sewn into his jacket. "Thanks."

"No problem, kid," Pulling out his phone, Danny saw the time and stood, "I've gotta go now. I assume I've sufficiently bought your silence on the whole magic thing?"

Billy grinned, "I guess, but you gotta come visit me, okay?"

He chuckled, "Sure thing. See ya."

Part 2 Part 4

(I don't drink coffee, so Idk how that shit works)

Tag list: @zaiothe4th

#dp dc crossover #dc x dp #dc x dp crossover #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc comics #dcu #dc #billy batson #shazam #ghost king danny #magic #coffee #cafe #I don't drink coffee #I don't even go to cafes #Idk if that's how it works #it is now #in this economy? #Hopefully #protection sigil #I made that up on the spot with very little research #If anyone draws it please tag me #Do we like where this is going? #part 3 #Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant

[rad-batson]

AU where after 12yo Billy’s identity gets revealed to the JL, Bruce Wayne gives his number to Billy for emergencies or any other situation where he might need an adult (like a get-out-of-jail free card, covering rent, signing a permission slip, advice, anything.) No strings attached. He won’t act controlling. Just in case, you know?

And for a while it’s never used because Billy would rather take his own eye out than ask an adult for help. Until Billy realizes there are a lot more benefits to this than he thought. Now whenever Uncle Dudley is at work and Constantine is too busy running from the magical authorities or (more importantly) he doesn’t want either to know what he’s doing, Bruce is the adult he calls.

-

Cap, over comms: Hey Bruce, I need advice.

Bruce, already in the zeta tube: Which villain is it?

Cap: You have style, right? What should I wear to the school dance? Because Dudley said a ruffled tuxedo shirt is “a classic” but it sounds ugly and-

Bruce:

Bruce: Oh, it’s that kind of advice.

-

Bruce: *posing as Billy’s guardian for class registration day*

PTA Mom: Hello sir, is this your son?

Bruce: *looks at Billy*

Billy: *nodding his head*

Bruce: Yes

-

Billy: Hey Bruce, can you buy something for me?

Bruce: What is it?

Billy: *slowly hands Bruce a copy of The Conjuring*

Bruce:

Bruce: Billy, I don’t think you should—

Billy: You promised :(

Bruce: *whispering* fuck

-

Cap, over comms: Uhh, Bruce? Do you know Sanskrit?

Bruce: Yeah, why? Is it for a school assignment?

Cap: …Don’t tell Constantine.

Bruce:

Cap: I got kidnapped by an ancient cult, and I need you to help me escape.

Bruce: *crushes the mug of coffee he’s holding*

Bruce: Oh?

#billy batson roping bruce into his hijinks is peak shenaniganizing #is this ooc for bruce? depends on what comic era you like most #bruce wayne is everyone's dad #billy batson is a little shit #billy totally used bruce as his the getaway driver once #billy batson #bruce wayne #batdad #captain marvel dc #dc captain marvel #shazam #justice league #dc universe #dc #batman

[themedievaldead]

I love you valentimes day i love you the colors pink and red i love you LOVE heart heart heart smile emoji hug emoji

#REANIMATOR #herbert west #dan cain #danbert #little shop of horrors #seymour krelborn #audrey lsoh #an american werewolf in london #david kessler #jack goodman #scream #scream 1996 #stu macher #billy loomis #stu x billy #stuilly #braindead #braindead 1992 #dead alive #lionel cosgrove #paquita maria sanchez #yeah ok man how many dead alive fanartists are there #evil dead #evil dead 2 #ash williams #linda evil dead #we will get you a last name someday girl #saw 2004 #saw franchise #saw movies

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 214

“I did an oopsie.” 

Clockwork paused in his work, gaze turning from his work towards his ghostling (it didn’t matter if he was an adult, he’d always be his ghostling) who was smiling nervously, avoiding his eyes. 

“Oh?” He kept his tone light, even as he worked on untangling a time knot. Honestly at least Danny was immune to any effect of time, even if he couldn’t look into his timelines in exchange. It came with being the other half of Infinity. 

“Yeeah… you know that corner of the multiverse you told me not to go to because you’re working on some time problems? I might have stumbled into one of the worlds in the corner…” 

He stopped his machinations, fully turning towards Danny- Space, his Core whispered and quivered in utter delight at having an Equal in power- with a raised eyebrow, leaning on his staff and silently telling him to explain. 

Danny poked his fingers together, giving a nervous laugh. “So uh, I was just exploring right? Well me and Ellie, you know how she gets when she can’t wander, and um… I er, we might have messed with some things in the creation of it… I didn’t know it was part of that universe, I swear! It was so far at the fringes and halfway into the Zone and I couldn’t just let a universe die before it began and-”

Oh- Oh! His ghostling (and his grand-ghostlings it sounded like) had claimed his first universe! He could put off these time knots, this was a grand milestone for any Ancient, nevermind such a primordial force as one of theirs.

And this is how a DC world came into being with humans evolving with more avian traits. Like wings. And claws. Look, Dan thought it’d be funny if they gave baby humanity wings and Ellie started rambling about how much farther they could travel if they had them and Danny thought it could be cool. Oh well, time to keep an eye on their itty baby world now…

#Prompts #DCxDP #DPxDC #Ancient of Space Danny #Space Core Danny #Moon Core Ellie #Sun Core Dan #Why yes Dan & Ellie call Danny Mom/Dad #Wings Au #They all have favorite bloodlines that they think are neat or they’re rooting for #They also make sure the speedsters (“Look at them! They’re hummingbirds! They can’t focus!”) don’t cause Time Knots #Sam Adores Gotham from the moment Danny shows his friends their lil DC world #And that’s not even starting on the rest of things not even on Earth #Dan appears by Clark’s crib unseen one night & gifts him wings to be able to blend in with his human family #They can’t focus on every little thing but they do their best since it’s their first world #Whenever a hero is revived their wings look like they’ve been dipped in galaxies for several months at least #Jason’s never goes away- they look like a crimson sunrise with stars #Billy got a gift from Ellie & his wings have moon patterns even in his normal child form #Go wild with this

[fishesinacoat]

I'm a little late, but i really wanted to draw these two together :]

#I love dialtown i wish phones were real #i should play dsaf again #mostly the first game #dialtown #dsaf #jack kennedy #randy jade #old sport #The guy in question is Little Billy.

[mourntheantagonist]

Oh I'm having sad thoughts about Little Billy losing his favourite stuffed toy, and feeling so guilty because it's one that Steve gave him, and being upset at the thought of his toy all lost and alone.

(and hey, if there's a happy ending where someone kind finds it and brings it back then I wouldn't complain!)

let me just say this wounded me severely so thank you. I needed that.

but god I can see billy being absolutely destroyed from the loss of his favorite stuffie. steve had taken him up to Indianapolis for a day and when they came home, billy was frantically looking for his stuffie—a stuffed puppy with blue eyes that steve got for him; lilly.

lilly was nowhere to be found, and steve had the sinking feeling in his gut when he remembered strapping a sleeping billy into the car that morning, lilly tucked right beneath his arms.

oh no.

it was bad. billy wasn’t just sad at the loss of his favorite stuffed toy, he was devastated. that stuffed toy was basically the only thing that helped him sleep at night, and she made him feel safe from monsters, and when steve had tried to put billy to bed that night without lilly, billy started bawling, begging for lilly.

and billy wasn’t just worried for how he would cope without lilly, but he was worried about lilly. he didn’t know where she was or if she was safe. he hated being left alone and he hated that he’d done that to lilly. he kept asking steve if he was a horrible person for losing her.

and steve tried to convince him that he wasn’t, and that he would find her (even if he wasn’t so convinced that he would) nothing seemed to settle him down.

billy was up half the night crying into his pillow with steve in his bed with him doing all that he could to calm him down, but he only fell asleep once the exhaustion had taken over; eyes falling shut still full of tears.

and things just seemed to get worse without lilly. for starters, billy hadn’t had a daytime accident in months and suddenly he was having them again. and it was a double whammy because the only thing that ever calmed him down after an accident…was lilly. billy would also refuse to play, instead he just moped around like he couldn’t possibly fathom trying to have fun without her there. he was shrinking before steve’s very eyes and he knew he had to do something to fix it.

he found an identical stuffie. and he tried to pass it off to billy as lilly, and it worked for about twenty minutes until he noticed that her ear was still perfectly in tact. lilly’s had a tear. steve’s lying had only made things worse.

so he tried something else. he took billy to the store and told him to pick out whatever he wanted, and he would get it, but billy just stood there with his head down. “I just want lilly.” he would say. “she’s not safe. my fault.”

and steve tried so hard to take the blame off of him. “no sweetie it’s stevie’s fault! I was supposed to be watching her.”

but it didn’t solve anything. billy still felt guilty. he still couldn’t sleep without steve laying beside him. he had to start wearing pull-ups during the day again. the most he’d do during play time was push his cars back and forth and it was breaking steve’s heart, and he was just hoping and praying that it would eventually pass, but in the meantime, every chance he got he would give billy all the snuggles he was missing from lilly.

and, about three weeks after the trip to indianapolis that turned their worlds upside down, nancy stopped by with a very familiar stuffed puppy in her hands. “guess who I found hiding in our couch!”

billy had immediately pulled lilly from her arms, giving the stuffed toy a tight squeeze before repeating the gesture to nancy.

and steve just stood there speechless, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and fuck he could just cry.

“must’ve forgot her when you stopped by to pick up robbie.”

steve felt kind of stupid for not thinking of it sooner. but he couldn’t dwell too much on it, because just looking at billy and the joy radiating off of him was amazing.

“thank you so much nancy.” steve said, his eyes red and brimmed with tears. his nose filled with snot. “I seriously don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t found her.”

nancy just gave him a reassuring nod and pat on the shoulder before excusing herself to leave, and steve for the first time in weeks felt like he could breathe.

and things got better after that. billy went back to being happy go lucky billy, and even better, billy grew. his time without lilly taught him that they both could survive without the other. he still needed her sometimes. she would always be a comfort to him. but slowly billy was able to become less reliant. he could fall asleep without her tucked within his arms, and he could even leave her at home so long as she was surrounded by other stuffed toys (he didn’t want her to get lonely).

but, even so, steve made sure that lilly never left his sight again.

#🥹🥹🥹 #am soft #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #stranger things #little!billy #caregiver!steve #mandi writes tresh

[legallybrunettedotcom]

never look back, walk tall, act fine I some dancing on film I youtube link

#mine #my videos #📹 #💾 #not a comprehensive vid by any means i just wanted to make something silly and joyful :))) #longer intro sorry trust the vision #and sorry i didn't take into account all your recs it's impossible #but i hop you like it #a knight's tale #romeo + juliet #the get down #billy elliot #little women #the breakfast club #david bowie

[smallghostcorner]

Uh, so I know this is kinda out there, but uh, Cg!Steve with Little!Eddie and Little!Billy who just adores the shit out of Steve and his older brother?

I like the way u think anon

Summary: scary movie night(don't worry they're just watching little monsters)

"The forts done" Eddie came running into the kitchen where Billy was "helping" Steve make the popcorn for their movie night.

Billy was just sitting on the counter with a teething ring hanging out of his mouth while he pulled on Steves hair.

"That's great! Why don't you watch the popcorn while i get drinks?" Steve said patting Eddie on the head.

"Okay!" Eddies eyes glowed at the chance to help more.

"Ed!" Billy clapped his hands when his big sibling walked over to him.

"Hey little guy! What's up" Eddie grabbed Billys hands and started playing with them.

"Sky" Billy giggled around his teether.

Eddie gasped "you are right! Such a smart little baby"

Billy giggled more and glowed at the praise from his cool older brother.

"Are you gonna help me pop the popcorn?" Eddie asked.

Billy nodded and babbled at the other.

The popcorn started popping making Billy jump at the sudden noise.

"It's okay it's only the popcorn" Eddie cupped Billys cheek.

Billy nuzzled into Eddies hand.

"Do you think you could carry the drinks into the living room Eds?" Steve broke the quiet moment.

"Okay!" Eddie smiled at their caregiver.

He rushed the two sippy cups of juice into the living room.

While Eddie was setting the sippy cups down and fluffing some of the pillows Steve walked in with Billy on his hip and a bowl of popcorn in his other hand.

"Pop! Pop!" Billy cheered as Steve set him down with the bowl of popcorn in his lap.

Eddie and Steve sat on either side of him and Steve pressed play on the movie.

--------time skip---------

Billy whimpered and cuddled closer to Eddie. Billy looked up at Eddies face and saw he wasn't scared of the movie at all.

"Don't worry Billy I'll protect you from the monsters" Eddie said with a grin.

Billy grinned back, he loved his older brother

i love baby billy so maybe ill write more of it

#agere little #age regressor #boy agere #agere blog #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #little!eddie munson #sfw little post #sfw littlespace #age regression #agere boy #fandom agere #pure agere #sfw age regressor #sfw agere #stranger things agere #cg!steve harrington #cg!steve #little!billy #little!billy hargrove

[candiewrapper]

starts posting again cutely :3

#:3 #meow #cat #furry #furry art #anthro #mew #hum kitty #silly #silly billy #silly goose #a little goofy #art #digital art #cartoon #catgender #candiewrapper