#bts regression

[fruitmins]

Oᵤᵣ Bᵢg Bₐby / BTS OT7

Masterpost

➭genre: little space, age regression, fluff, caregivers bts, little reader, maybe some of the members can be littles to idk, sfw, hurt/comfort, mostly no plot

➭warnings: mentions of baby supplies, lots of pet names, mentions of pee, really if you don’t like little space just don’t bother

➭note: this is mostly gonna be drabbles and requests so if you like my writing style and want to see something don’t hesitate to ask♡

comfort blanket

someone bothers you

#bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts ot7 #bts reactions #bts x female reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts fluff #bts little space #age regression #bts scenarios #jungkook imagine #taehyung imagine #jimin imagine #namjoon imagine #jhope imagine #suga imagine #seokjin imagine #bts poly x reader #bts poly au #bts imagines #bts hybrid fic

[sanri0girly]

♡Hiii I'm sparkle!!! This is my lil girl blog!!! 🎀

I've been around here for a lil but this is a new account!!! I'm around a lot of different themes here so I just wanna be a weird girly blogging (*^^)v!!!

I live for sanrio!!! Along with anything pink and cute!! I’m a cat girly and I’m rlly into tons of different harajuku fashion sub styles!! I also love MLP!! I tend to regress sometimes as well so this is a safe place!!!

I'm also around edtwt and shtwt so pls keep that in mind when on my account!!! ‼️

Enjoyyyy~~~ 💖

#jojifuku #mlp #sanrio #hello kitty #my melo:3 #my melody #edtwitter #shtwitter #cute #pink aesthetic #soft pink #pink #cutecore #kawaii #harajuku #anime #bts army #bts #age regression #age re safe space #my little pony #just girly things #im just a girl #girly girl

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ouu you could do a drabble for any fic of the boys forcing her into little space

(A/N): I love this so much babes you have no idea tysm for requesting it

Warnings: Roofies, Non-Con touching and force feeding (non-sexual), forced age regression, Yandere au, ot7 x reader, they're fucked up. 

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You thumbed through the pages of your book quickly, listening to the quiet thump thump thump of the pages collapsing atop each other. The weight of the novel felt like a boulder in your hands, which shifted from one to the other as you stood at the stoop of a large, white house.

Book Club was one of the best things that you could've done for yourself. Your first year of college was taxing, courses weighing you down as exams drew closer, and the lack of friends isolating.

That was until you met the book club. Seven sexy men who read amazing books and hung onto your every word as you shared your opinion of the latest chapter invited you to their first meeting of the new school year. It became a haven of acceptance in a new and looming country.

Dark clouds hung in the sky as you waited. They threatened to come closer, as if the weight of expected rainfall were pulling them down to you. You heard stomps down the flight of stairs in front of the door, following by hushed muttering and the patter of multiple pairs of feet across the hard floors.

One of your hands flew up to brush the top of your head, smoothing down your already pulled back hair. Nerves shot through your body as the handle turned. Sure, it wasn't uncommon to have meetings at their house (Basically a frat house with only seven members), but the tension was getting worse with each meeting.

Their lingering gazes on the skin above your jeans when you lifted your arms, light touches on your lower back as you walked through the kitchen, and flirty comparisons between you and the lead in a romance novel they had insisted everyone read had you guessing.

It had you guessing as you got dressed for todays meeting, putting on the shortest shorts you owned (practically spandex boyshorts) and spraying your sexiest perfume on the divet between your shoulders and collarbone. It had you guessing as Jimin flung open the door. It even had you guessing as he pulled you into the house and into him, enveloping you in a suffocating hug as his nose grazed the skin of your neck.

"It's so good to see you!" He exclaimed, finally pulling away. "Is that a new perfume?"

You nodded, quiet as his good looks struck you again. They did every time you saw him. His golden hair framed piercing eyes that seemed to slide up and down your body every time you greeted one another.

He kept an arm over your shoulder as you both walked into the living room. Some of the boys were already lounging on the sofas, copies of the months book stacked high on the coffee table.

They all shot up from their positions and shuffled happily forward.

"(Y/N)!!" They shouted, passing you around the group for hugs.

"Hi guys!" You cheered, happily pressing your cheeks against theirs when they tightened their hugs.

When Jin finally managed to squeeze his way to you, he pulled you into a short hug and swayed you side to side.

"It's been too long, pretty girl."

You chuckled. "It's only been a week."

He huffed. His eyes turned downwards and fake cries leaked from his throat. “You don't miss us after a week!? Oh, the blasphemy!” He threw a hand over his heart. 

“Alright.” You drawled, giggling as he slowly slid to the ground in a fake heart attack. “I missed you soooo much.” 

He smiled and straightened up. His hand still wrapped around your waist tightened, pulling you into his side. 

“Good. Our girls gotta miss us as much as we miss her.” 

Your head twisted up to look at him in shock, but he was already staring ahead, seemingly unfazed. 

“Alright!” Taehyung called out, clapping his hands together with a book in between. “Time to discuss!” 

Everyone settled into their respective seats in the half circle of a couch and two loveseats on either side, facing inwards. You fell back into one of the loveseats, pulling a leg underneath yourself as you slumped into the large cushion. Yoongi fell after you, letting your knees graze as he stared into his book. His eyes shot to your side profile every few minutes as discussions slowly started. You pretended as though the rising blush on your face was from the sweatshirt you were wearing. 

You paid no attention to the discussion, only registering the varying baritones and rhythms of their voices as you zoned out. Did Seokjin mean that in a romantic way? Were you their girl? 

No. He couldn't have. 

They didn't think that way about you. Not like how you thought of them. 

“Earth to (Y/N).” A hand waved in front of your face. Once. Twice. You blinked. 

“Oh!” You shook your thoughts away, “Sorry, guys. Where were we?” 

“Where were you?” Yoongi asked, looking at you inquisitively. “You were off in your own little world.” 

You looked around the room, all of their gazes gave you varying degrees of judgement. You shrugged dismissively. “It doesn’t matter.” 

“Of course it matters.” Namjoon said. He was sitting on the furthest end of the couch, legs spread, with the book open on his lap hiding what his grey sweatpants wouldn't. “We care about what bothers you.” 

You smiled at him, and he returned it. 

“I appreciate that Joony, It just isn’t a big deal.” 

He cocked an eyebrow at you. “I haven't heard you say that before.” 

Confusion spread across your face as you looked at each of the boys. “Heard what?” 

He laughed, “Joony.” 

“It’s cute.” Taehyung grumbled beside him, a sudden mood washing over him. 

Namjoon nodded to him. “It is, But-” His gaze shifted to you, “You’ve never called me that before.” 

You sat up and shifted in your seat, eyes darting around the room. Finally, your eyes landed on your feet. 

“I’m sorry. I-I didn't mean to make you uncom-” 

“You didn't.” Your eyes shot up to his. He was looking at you in a way you hadn't seen before. He was looking at you like he was hungry; a starving man ready to eat. He shifted in his seat, pulling at his sweatpants again, before quickly placing the open book back on his lap. His eyes met yours again. 

“But you are.” 

“What?” You breathed. Your hand rubbed the back of your neck. It felt searing hot, almost molten to the touch. “I don't know what you mea-”

“You’re uncomfortable.” He sighed. “What’s making you so uncomfortable, baby?” 

“I-,” You avoided his stare and let your eyes wander down to his socks. “Nothing. I’m not.” 

He hummed. “Sure, baby.” 

You could feel the heat crawling up your scalp. 

“Are you sure you’re ok?” 

Yoongi was leaned over, eyes scanning your face. “You seem like you have a fever.” 

Your eyes flitted around the room.  No one was talking, just watching you and Yoongi. Strange. 

“Yeah, I haven’t been feeling the best lately.” 

“Oh,” He sighed as if disappointed with you, “Might be a stress fever. We told you to take it easier since midterms.” 

You looked away from him in a short of shame. Last exam season was much like this one, where you had overworked yourself into a harsh fever. The boys offered for you to stay at their house, having plenty of rooms to accommodate you in, but you had refused. 

That didn't stop them from doting on you. Taehyung brought you warm drinks after his classes each day, Jungkook brushed your hair when you could barely sit up, and Hoseok tucked you in at each nightly check-in they demanded you have with them. If you got another fever as harsh, you knew they would insist you stay with them. 

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, a wobble to your voice. 

His eyes softened. “It’s ok, sweetheart.” His hand came up to pet your cheek gently. “We just want to make sure you’re ok.” 

The heat only increased as you noticed how close he was to you. His nose was barely an inch way from yours. He was inching closer, his exhales fanning across your neck.

“Do you want some water? Might help you cool down.”

Jungkook took your attention from Yoongi, Clearing his throat as Yoongi glowered at him. 

You looked between the two and swallowed. “Uh, Sure!” 

Jungkook retreated into the kitchen, and the room fell into a hushed silence. 

Your eyes locked with Jimin and he took your uncomfortable hint. 

“Ok!” He clapped his hands together. “What about Chapter thirteen? What did we think about the motivations of-” 

You zoned out again, only coming back to when Jungkook was stood in front of you with the cup of water. 

“Oh, Thank you.” You whispered, trying to go unnoticed as the discussion moved on. To avoid speaking, you gulped almost half the cup down before Jungkook had even got to his seat. By the time he was following along with Hoseoks opinionated rant, you had finished the entire cup. 

“(Y/N)? Do you have anything to add?” Jin encouraged you, nodding as you slurred. 

“I think-” The room swirled around you, spiraling your stomach into a bout of motion sickness. “That it’s so blurry.” 

He looked at you in mock confusion. 

“Why's it so blurry?” You hiccuped, trying to stand. The arm of the loveseat seemed to give out from under you and the floor spun as you fell into it and into darkness. 

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“Come on baby, wake up. Nap time’s over.” 

You jolted awake, your eyes shooting open to see the men crowded over you. You lightly shifted and tried to stretch. Instead, you heard a soft metal click. 

You became all too aware, all at once. As if the disorientation had melted away with that click, you noticed everything on you. 

Pink mittens, made of soft fleece, were clipped around both of your hands and feet. pink leather cuffs were situated atop those, chaining your hands and feet together. It gave you, at most, 12 inches of movement. 

You tried to yell, to scream, to cry out for help, anything, but the object gagging your sounds made it impossible. At most, you could whimper or groan at the men standing above you. Your mittened hands flew up to the gag, but the leather straps couldn't be undone with the minimal movement the mittens gave you. 

Tears started streaming down your cheeks and your body flung, trying to get them away from you as they surrounded you on the couch. 

“Someone’s fussy.” Jimin cooed, wiping a tear from your cheek with his thumb. You flinched away, squeezing your eyes shut. Maybe this was a dream. Maybe it would all go away. 

You felt the couch dip by your head. Jimin sat down and gripped your shoulders gently. He pulled your head into his lap. 

“Did you have a bad dream?” 

You finally opened your eyes, he was staring down at you with a smile, his eyes turning into crescents as you stared up at him. 

You nodded. This had to be a weird, lucid dream. 

He clicked his tongue. “Poor thing.” 

The couch dipped by your feet and you looked up as far as you could. Taehyung was lifting your cuffed legs into his lap. His hands started to rub your calfs as he talked. 

“We only did this for the first time. Once we know you’re going to be a good girl, these can come off.” He jiggled the chain between your feet as he looked down at you. “Ok, baby?” 

You hurriedly nodded and put your head on a swivel. The rest of them were in the room, or milling about in the kitchen. 

Namjoon sauntered into the room and sat in the loveseat across from you. He picked up where Taehyung left off. 

“We don't think your Paci, or mittens, need to come off though.” Jimin and Taehyung nodded. Some of the others, leaning against the wall or sitting on the other loveseat, gave varying sounds of agreement.

 Your eyes widened as you felt the object in your mouth. It was a pacifier. You let out a stifled sob, eyes scrunching up as pitiful whines escaped from your gagged throat. 

“Oh, baby” Jimin tutted, wiping more of your tears away, “We know, We know.” He shushed you quietly, smoothing down the parts of your hair that the straps had mussed up in your earlier thrashing. 

“Such big emotions for such a little girl.” He cooed. “But you're doing so good!” 

You tried to question him, but only a “mm?” came out.

“Yes,” he rubbed your cheek with his fingers, “such a good girl.”

You steadied your breathing, taking in deep breaths as he fell into a trance like stare. His hands made methodical movements across your face, rubbing and pinching as he stared down in awe. His fingers became damp as they rubbed past the residue of your tears. You tried to be calm, quelling your panic as you kept looking around the room. Everyone was watching you, encircling you with no where to run.

“I’ve been waiting for this for so long.” He whispered, before pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead. “Been wanting to make you our girl for so long. and now its finally happening!” He giggled and placed another kiss to the side of your cheek. “You’re behaving even better than I expected.” 

“Don’t take all her attention.” Hoseok scolded, stalking over. 

Jimin rolled his eyes. “Fine.” He pouted as Hoseok knelt down next to you. 

“I think it’s time for a bottle.” He announced. 

You could hear rushed footsteps into the kitchen, and the sound of liquid pouring. Taehyung was quick to rush back with it. 

“C’mere, Princess.” He whispered, slightly shaking the bottle. 

You looked at Hoseok, who nodded back at you. Seeing that there wasn’t another options, you started to sit up. The metal chain of your feet clinked together as you slid your feet in front of yourself. The mittens around your feet kept you from feeling the shock of the cold Harwood, but it still shot through your body as your knees gently hit the floor after sliding off the couch. 

Taehyung smiled with glee, before wrapping his hands around the chain between your feet. He pulled, dragging you until he was almost straddling you. 

The rest of the boys came closer, making another circle and Taehyungs hands came up to your cheeks. You felt the cold condensation of the bottle rubbing against you as he spoke. 

“You’re going to have to be a very good girl while you take your bottle. If not, Namjoon is going to have to spank you.” 

“Mm?!” 

You swung your head from side to side, shoulders shaking as more muffled sobs escaped. 

“See?” His hands gripped the sides of your head harshly. He waited until you looked at him again with bleary eyes. 

“That. That is what will make him spank you. As long you don't do that,” He let go, rubbing your cheeks again as a calm and sweet demeanor flushed over him again. “You’ll be fine.” 

He nodded, “Ok?” 

You shook your head up and down vigorously, moaning in agreement. 

“Good” He whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead before slipping his hands to the nape of your neck. You felt him make quick work of the lock, and the pressure finally give way. 

As the gag fell into your lap, you took a large inhale. 

“Remember,” Namjoon said, his hands on his knees as he bent behind Taehyung, “You don't want to give me any reason to discipline you.” 

You sniffled and nodded, keeping your eyes to the floor. He looked too happy, like he wanted you to fail. Like he wanted to hurt you. 

“Alright, princess. Open wide.” 

You obeyed, letting the plastic nipple slip between your lips. All of a sudden, milk coming pouring into your mouth faster than you could swallow. You got two gulps down before it started to overflow. 

You hiccuped, and milk leaked past the corner of your lips, dripping down your shirt. Soon enough, you gasped and spit it up. Milk dribbled down your chin as quickly as your tears. 

“I’m so-sorry.” You hiccuped, mittened hands coming up to Taehyungs chest. “I didn’t mean t-” 

He shushed you with a long and gentle hum. He was looking at you softly, as were the rest of the boys crowded around you. Jimin reached from the side and lifted your shirt from your midsection to wipe your mouth. 

“Babies spit up all the time,” Taehyung mused, a hand coming to grip your chin, “Just means we have to push a little further.” 

He gripped the sides of your jaw until your mouth gave way, opening enough for him too plunge the nipple into your mouth. He pushed until it rested on the back of your tongue. You gagged as milk drained into your throat, swallowing quickly to finish, to make it stop. 

Finally, the last bit of milk dribbled into your mouth. 

“Good job!! What a good girl!” They praised, hands coming to caress your face and sides as the pacifier was forced back into your mouth. 

Hobi, smiling happily, came to your side. “I think she needs a nap after all that milk.” The boys agreed, some shuffling to the entrance of the living room. 

“Come on, baby.” He said, staring down at you. 

You whimpered under his gaze, and started to pull yourself up. 

“Uh-Uh.” He chirped, pushing his hands into the back of your hair. His fingers tangled in the locks, pulling your face back to watch him. 

“Babies crawl.” He pushed you down, your knees and palms slamming into the hardwood. You cried out as he held you in that position, legs shaking against the rough surface. 

“Crawl, Baby.” 

Slowly, you started to shuffle across the floor; crawling after your new daddies. 

#book club mc #bts x reader #yandere bts #yandere bts x reader #tw age regression

[anxious-dumpling]

Chapter Two: Father's Day! (3,000 words.)

♡ Fandoms: BTS, Stray Kids!

REQUESTS OPEN :)

RULES IN END NOTES!

♡ Characters:

Little!Reader

CG Jungkook

CG Taehyung

Playcare Owner Hoseok

EA Felix

EA Hyunjin

Little Jimin, IN, Seungmin

Everyone else is Teachers!

♡ Genre: SFW Littlespace, Fluff, Non Idol AU!

After moving from the rural city of Geochang to the bustling city of Seoul, your parents Jungkook and Taehyung decide to start you in a new Playcare Centre. Life is about to be so much different!

Time to be brave!

Like a kitty cat stalking her unsuspecting prey, you crawl up onto the bed.

"Papa," You whisper, leaning in close to his angelic face as he snores lightly, his dirty blonde hair splayed messily across his pillow. You bump the end of your nose into the tiny mole on his cheekbone. As he begins to stir, you turn to tap Jungkook's arm. "Daddy."

Both men slowly blink away their sleep, smiling weakly when they realize who's sitting between them.

Taehyung grabs his glasses from the nightstand, sliding them on and pulling you in for a warm hug.

"Good morning, early bird," He rasps, kissing your hair.

"Happy Father's Day," You cheer as calmly as you can, not wanting to startle them. "Wait... Or is it, 'Merry'?"

He laughs. "Whichever you want."

"Happy-Merry Father's Day, Papa," You decide, moving to give Jungkook a hug. "Happy-Merry Father's Day, Daddy."

"Thank you, baby," He snarls, squeezing you so tight to his bare chest you think you might snap like a bread stick!

You joke, "Owww!"

"You're the cutest." His tattooed hands fall to your waist as you pull away, heart fluttering as he fondly gazes up at you. "Aren't you?"

"Uh huh. You know what else I am, Papa and Daddy?"

Tae guesses, "Oh. You're... Jeon-Kim Haen?"

"You're hungry?" Jungkook adds.

"You're sleepy?"

"My favorite girl?"

"Funny?"

You can't help but giggle at their silliness, scrunching your nose at them.

"Sweet?"

"Creative?"

"Thoughtful?"

"Smart?"

"No," You shake your head. When they send you suspicious looks, you admit, "Okay, fine. I'm all'ose things. But I'm also... a chef!"

At the same time, they croon, "Ooh. A chef?"

You give a confident nod, putting on your best acting skills and sniffing the air. "Mmmm. What's that smell, you guys?"

They catch on quickly.

Taehyung grins boxily, "Did you make breakfast for us, sweetheart?"

Jungkook throws off the covers. "Well, we have go find out."

"Yeah!" You agree, climbing off the bed. "We have to go find out! Come on!"

Before Jungkook even has the chance to pull on a shirt, you grab his hand and drag him out of the room, Taehyung loyally following along behind you. The early morning sunshine breaks over you as you turn the corner, entering the sunny kitchen area together.

They both gasp softly at the sight that greets them.

Of course you cooked breakfast!

"Haen-ie," Taehyung's grin widens.

"Sit, sit, sit!" You push him forward, pleased to see him and Jungkook taking seats at the table. "I'll get water for you!"

As you run over to the fridge, the two men share a loving glance over the plates of food in front of them. You've spoiled each of them with a pile of hot, crispy eggs and fried rice leftovers, garnished with a pink marshmallow and a very, very large side of ketchup. 

"I can't believe this, baby." Jungkook giggles cutely, as you return with a jug of cold water.

Taehyung is almost doubled over. "The marshmallow. Aww."

"Water for Daddy," You announce, pouring some into his glass. It slips a little, spilling a puddle onto the table, but Jungkook's hands shoot out and help you keep the jug steady. You do the same for Taehyung's glass with some more help from him. "And water for Papa!"

"Thank youuu," He cooes, taking a sip and very seriously considering the taste, as if it's a fine wine. "Mmmm. Very good."

Jungkook asks, "Chef Haen-nim, where did you get this delicious water?"

"It's straight from the Han River," You proudly tell him, taking a seat. "Masitkke deuseyo, Papa and Daddy."

"Masitkke deuseyo."

"Masitkke deuseyo," Taehyung bows, picking up his chopsticks and trying the rice, groaning as he chews. "Mm. Amazing."

Technically, it was him who cooked it for dinner last night, but it's been sprinkled with your love now! Even tastier!

"It looks like you-." Jungkook laughs, turning over his burnt egg. "Baby, did you cook this in the air frier?"

"Yep!" You chirp, watching as he stuffs it in his mouth, politely ignoring the blackened edge. "It was so easy!"

Your Papa and Daddy always tell you not to use the stove or the oven without their help, even if you put on the protective mittens, so you had to find another way to cook breakfast. It was scary hearing the sizzling oil and the loud, robot-like beep of the air fryer, but you love your Papa and Daddy so much that you forced yourself to be brave. You showed that stupid fryer who's boss - Jeon-Kim Haen!

"You're so talented, sweetness," Taehyung praises you. "Would you like to try Papa's marshmallow?"

He holds it to your lips, popping it into your mouth.

"S'ank you!"

"What about you, Jagi?" He looks at his husband. "You should eat your marshmallow, too. Don't waste it."

"Ah. So right," The man agrees, pinching it between his fingers.

"No, no, no," He stops him. "With the rice and eggs."

You giggle, trying not to spit gooey, pink dribble all over your chin as Jungkook gawks. "Wh-?! Punk, you fed yours to Haen already!"

"She loves marshmallows."

"Yah," He complains, twitching his head to the side and readying himself for the bite he's about to take. "How convenient."

"Haen-ie, Papa's smart, isn't he?"

You nod. "Papa is very smart."

"Smarter than Daddy, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Jungkook scoffs, smiling in the dim sunlight at the both of you before taking a bite of everything on his plate.

You wait with bated breath as he tests it out, surprisingly unfazed by the mixture of burnt egg, stale rice, and the sugary gummy.

"Aigo," He mutters, coughing a laugh, swallowing it down like a thick tar. "Why is it good?"

The three of you burst into giggles.

"What?! You're weird, Daddy."

He places his chopsticks down and cradles your face, pressing a wet, sweet-smelling kiss to your cheek. "Best breakfast ever, baby."

Taehyung subtly adds, "But Papa is going to have to cook us some real food after this..."

"Hyunjin-ie!" You squeal as soon as you enter the classroom. "Good morning!"

"Good morning, Haen-ie," The EA smiles gracefully, kneeling down to give you a brief, friendly hug. Leaning away, he holds both your hands, looking up at you with a gentle gaze and his long hair pulled back into a stylish bun. "How are you today?"

"You should ask me what I had for breakfast," You giggle, squeezing his fingers.

"Oh? What did you have for breakfast?"

"I had eggs, rice, and," You pause, cracking yourself up by whispering loudly, "Marshmallows!"

Hyunjin gasps like you've just slapped him, dramatic as ever. "Marshmallows?!"

"Yeah! Pink ones!"

"Why, why, why?"

"I made breakfast for my Papa and Daddy be- because it's Father's Day," You explain, beaming.

"Is that right? I can see why your Papa calls you 'sweetness', Haen-ie."

"It's because I'm sweet!"

"Yes, it is." Standing up, the man leads you over to the cubby shelves. "Sweet as a marshmallow!"

Putting away your backpack and greeting the other teachers, you head over to the toy area, where your friends Jeongin, Seungmin, and Jimin are grooving out to this morning's song, 'Wiggle, Spin!'. The three of them break out in excitement when they spot you. 

"Haen-ie!" Jeongin exclaims, the alien antennas on his headband wobbling around. "Look! We're dancing!"

"I like dancing!"

"No, we're wiggling and spinning," Seungmin corrects the boy, spinning in a circle when the song tells him to. "See?"

As the rest of you follow suit and do a spin, Jimin claims, "This is dancing!"

"You gotta wear a headband, too," Jeongin grabs a matching one from the basket nearby, sliding it on your head. "There you go!"

"Thanks, Jeongin!"

"You're welcome, Hae- Oh!"

The song is suddenly telling you to wiggle your hips next, so you make sure to follow the command. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle!

Once the move is over, Jeongin finishes his sentence. "You're welcome, Haen-ie."

"Who's Haen-ie?"

He tilts his head, copper colored hair falling over his eye. "What? It's you!"

"Nuh-uh. My name is Beep-Boop now!" You wag your antennas side to side. "'Cuz I'm an alien! See?"

"Ohhhh." He grins, his eyes squished closed. "You're welcome, Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," Jimin chirps.

Seungmin copies him. "Beep-Boop!"

"Beep-Boop," You agree with the alien. "Beepy-Beepy-Boop!"

"Beeeeep!"

"Hey, friends," Yeongbok's voice comes. You look up at him, met with the lovely EA's bright smile. You feel your whole body preen like a flower under a ray of sunlight, his antennas bouncing all over the place as he approaches you. "Can I dance with you?"

Without even thinking, all four of you waste no time shouting at him, "Beep-Boop!" 

He blanches a little. "Is that a yes?"

You grab his hand. "Yes!"

"Aw. Thank you, kind alien. Did you guys know it's Father's Day today?"

"Oh! Yeah! I gave my Dad a big hug this morning," Seungmin announces.

Yeongbok's crooked smile widens. "That's amazing, Seungmin-ie."

"I hugged my Dad, too!"

You tell him, "I made my Papa and Daddy breakfast."

"Oh, Yeongbok," Jimin's mouth forms a pink 'O', like he's just remembered something. "Haen-ie has two Dads, you know!"

As everyone does another spin, Yeongbok agrees, "Yeah, she does. Isn't that great?"

"She's so lucky."

You stick a finger up, wanting to set something straight. "But Jimin, two Dads means there's- there's twice the Dad-farts!"

"Haen-," Yeongbok tries his best not to burst into laughter like the boys do. "Haen-ie, we don't talk about that sort of thing."

"And you can never decide who you want a piggyback from."

"She said, 'fart'!"

"And also, you can't use their shoes for playing dress-up, 'cuz they only have ugly loafers and grandpa sandals."

"Haen-ie, I hope that's not in your presentation today," Yeongbok chides very lightly.

"What? Shoes, or farts?"

He gives you a cheeky look. "Aigo. I'm going to tell Hyunjin that you're a little trickster."

"Hyunjin loves me," You argue, squealing when the EA grabs at your tummy, digging into you with tickling fingers. "Hey! He loves me!"

"Trickster," He taunts, "You're a little trickster!"

Pushing at his shoulders, you laugh, "That- That tickles, Ye-Yeongbok-ie! Ah!"

"Get off Beep-Boop!"

As Hoseok switches off the dancing song, your alien friends all jump your attacker, dog-piling him until he trips, landing on his butt on the foam padding of the floor. Headbands go flying, legs kicking wildly as Yeongbok growls in defeat like a wounded animal.

"Okay, friends," Your teacher interrupts the chaos, smiling knowingly at you as you stand there innocently.

"I'm sorry," Yeongbok laughs in his deep voice, "I'm sorry!"

"Dance time is over. Let's head over to our desks and get ready to give our presentations!"

You thrust your hands out at the pile of your friends, shouting, "Lazer beam!"

They all flop onto their sides, slowly rising and heading over to the learning area to recover from your dangerous alien powers.

You remember on your first day at Playcare, Hyunjin explained that dancing before class helps everybody get rid of their morning jitters, but you don't think that's entirely true. You did lots of dancing this morning, and as you watch Ahyun finish her presentation and return to her table, receiving a high-five from Hoseok, you can confirm that there is definitely at least one or two jitters in your belly.

When the applause dies down, your teacher speaks.

"Okay. Next on our list is," Hoseok scrolls down the iPad screen. "Ah. Haen-ie!"

He clicks around, causing a photo of you, Taehyung, and Jungkook to appear on the whiteboard, replacing Ahyun's family.

Everyone gives you a soft round of applause as you freeze up, unsure.

Jeongin and Jimin cheer, "Yay, Haen-ie!"

"Yay, Haen-ie!"

"You got this," Yeongbok pets your shoulder, the tiny freckles on his nose scrunching as he smiles.

"I got this," You whisper to yourself, standing from your seat.

Yeongbok and Hyunjin both send you a thumbs up, Hoseok gesturing for you to begin whenever you're ready.

You got this!

You shouldn't be nervous! These are your friends!

With one last glance over your shoulder at Taehyung and Jungkook on the board, you muster up the courage to face the class and begin politely, "Happy Father's Day, ev- everyone. This is my Papa and Daddy... Papa's the blonde one, and Daddy's the tall one."

You sound a bit like a robot, reciting the speech you wrote with Hoseok's help a few days ago.

"My Papa's a hairdresser and I love him because he makes my hair pretty every day. He's good at cutting hair and making it different colors, but he also likes doing pottery and taking photos with his big camera. My Daddy, he's an accountant... I don't know what that is, but he's very good at it, too. He likes to work out and he has lots of tattoos, and I love him because he ties my shoelaces for me."

You spot Hyunjin pouting harder than ever from the back of the class, looking like you've stolen his candy.

Yeongbok simply looks like a kicked puppy.

"Oh, and he does this thing called deadlifting," You giggle, remembering. "But he uses me instead of actual weights. It's really funny."

Small smiles break out across their faces.

"There's lots of reasons I love them, but Hoseok-seonsangnim said I only have two or three minutes.... so-, um..."

If you listed all of the reasons you loved your Papa and Daddy, you'd need at least three hours.

At least!

When you're at a loss for what else to say, Hoseok helps you out by prompting, "Why'd you choose this photo, Haen-ie?"

"Oh! I chose it because it's from the- from the day we moved to Seoul, and because Papa said it has his good side in it."

"Ahhh."

You point out, "We're at a cafe 'cuz it was a long drive from Geochang, and they were hungry. Well, that's what Papa said, but they didn't actually eat much. They just buyed this, um, little cake with a love-heart and 'Welcome Home', on it, and we ate it together."

Your teacher sends you a cheerful grin. "That's lovely, Haen-ie. Anything else you want to tell us?"

You share a glance with your table, where Yeongbok is shaking his head at you and the boys are all nodding.

Your ears go pink.

Yes, there is something else!

"Having two Dads means... you get twice the," You tease, watching your EA facepalm into the table. "Dad jokes!"

He raises his head, pleasantly surprised. You had managed to go the whole presentation without mentioning farts.

"Great job, Haen," Hoseok claps, rallying the class to join in. "Great job."

Returning to your desk, you sit down in your chair, welcomed back by Yeongbok petting your shoulder again.

"I did it!" You whisper. "I didn't even cry, or anything!"

"Amazing," He agrees.

"Okay, everyone. Only a few more to go now. Next up is-!"

That night, Taehyung lets you share the rest of the marshmallows while you all watch Jungkook's favorite movie - one with no swearing, punching, or bad guys, of course - Spirited Away. It's lucky that your tough Daddy is just as in love with Ghibli movies as you are!

After Chihiro crosses the river and Sen is freed from the Bathhouse, the credits start rolling.

Wrapped up in a blanket, Tae jokes, "How many times have you guys seen this movie now? Thirty?"

"A thousand."

"A thousand," You both say at the same time, giggling and high-fiving afterward.

After that, your Papa and Daddy decide they want to watch something else.

Your performance!

You step up onto the imaginary stage, which is really just the lounge room rug, and recite your speech all over again just for them. You don't sound so much like a robot, anymore. You sound like Jeon-Kim Haen, telling your parents how much you love them.

You love them because they always hold both your hands when you cross the street, which is very important!

You love them for making sure your clothes are clean, your belly is full, and your heart is happy.

You love the warm bear hugs Taehyung gives you, and you love the bone-crushing hugs Jungkook gives you.

You love Taehyung because when he sings you to sleep, it sounds like deep thunder clouds and smooth rocks.

When Jungkook sings you to sleep, it sounds like you're already dreaming!

And of course, you simply love that they're your parents.

Jimin is right.

You're lucky!

Taehyung and Jungkook don't quite give you the three hours you'd need to list all your reasons. It's almost your bed time and they can tell you're getting sleepier by the minute, but it's definitely enough time to melt their hearts into marshmallow-goo.

"Yah! I'm not cryinggg-uhhhhh!" Jungkook whines when you're done, slapping his husband, "You are!"

Taehyung doesn't even deny it. "I am!"

"Oh, wait."

As Taehyung completes the last button on your pyjama shirt, you run over to your backpack, digging through it.

"I forgot to-... to give this to you. It's still Father's Day, right, Papa?"

"Of course." He cooes. "What kind of Dad would I be if I put you to bed after midnight?"

Ohh. Found it!

"Here."

"What's this?" He smiles, holding out his hands.

You place a smooth, colorful stone in his palms.

"It's for you and Daddy."

You Rock, The paint on the front side says, and on the bottom side, Happy Father's Day. From Haen.

"Namjoon-seonsangnim said it's a joke in English," You explain, rubbing your eyes. "He thinks he's really funny, you know."

Your Papa chuckles, kissing your cheek. "Thank you, sweetest. Maybe Daddy will understand it. Let's ask him tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," You yawn. "Tomorrow."

"Let's get you into bed. You're late for your sweet dreams."

The next morning, when you hand the stone to Jungkook at the breakfast table, he just starts giggling to himself.

"Ah, seriously... Your Dad jokes are better than ours, baby."

"Namjoon-seonsangnim is gonna love it when I tell him that."

End Notes:

Of course, this is dedicated to everyone out there who's never gotten the chance to make happy memories on Father's Day <3333

Please share your thoughts and leave some suggestions for future chapters! ʕ•◡•ʔっ♡!

Things I won't write.

- Smut.

- Self-harm.

- Intense angst.

- Anything unrelated to Haen or Littlespace.

Everything else goes!

Current roles.

- Taehyung: Parent Caregiver.

- Jungkook: Parent Caregiver.

- Jin: ???

- Namjoon: Art / English Teacher.

- Hoseok: Homeroom Teacher / Playcare Owner.

- Yoongi: Music Teacher.

- Jimin: Little.

- Bangchan: ???

- Lee Know: ???

- Han: ???

- Changbin: Sports Teacher.

- Hyunjin: EA / Art Teacher.

- Felix: EA.

- Seungmin: Little.

- Jeongin: Little.

I encourage you to be friendly and patient with me! ^◡^

#bts #bts fanfic #bangtan #bts army #bts x fem!reader #bts x reader #sfw agere #agere little #little space #sfw regression #stray kids x you #stray kids #skz #seungmin #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #caregiver hoseok #jung hoseok #bts hoseok #hoseok x reader #jhope #hobi #caregiver hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #caregiver felix #felix x reader #bts taekook #caregiver jungkook #caregiver taehyung

[sweetlittlenamjoon]

✨how bts would react to finding out about your regression✨

SFW interaction only!

RM☂️🎧

finds out because you trusted him and told him about you regression

is confused at first

really supportive of you making healthy choices tho

does a ton of research

asks so many questions when you’re big

his first time being around you when you’re little he gets really nervous

just gives you a lot of affection

tries to make you a snack but burns it

ends up just giving you animal crackers but he’s so sad

taking care of you calms him down tho

Yoongi 💻🖤

finds out by walking in on you colouring and watching cartoons

doesn’t think much of it at first

but when you try to talk to him he’s like “okay somethings up”

let’s you cuddle up on his lap while he frantically searches on his phone for what to do

is so relieved you’re okay and just regressing

he just hangs with you until you fall asleep

tucks you in very securely

he wouldnt tell a soul until you say something

he’d try to say it’s no big deal but he always wants to be around when you regress

very doting

lots of parallel play

Jin 💕🍜

finds out bc you tell him after being regressed around him many times

confused bc he didn’t notice

“I just thought you talk like that when you’re tired :/“

gets embarrassed he didn’t notice

he’d talk to you for a while about how he’ll do anything he can to help

you tell him about caregivers and he’s like !!!

big brother cg vibes

makes you so much food when you’re regressed

“eat up so you can get big and strong!”

so many nicknames

will just pick you up and carry places

fashion shows!!!

he gushes about how cute you are when little to all the other guys

he tells so many jokes bc you’ll actually laugh at them when regressed

Jhope 😃🍭

finds out after walking in on you with your paci

extremely apologetic and tries to leave

but you grabby hands him over

he starts to vibe with you really quick

he just kinda goes with the flow?

like “oh okay I guess they’re a baby? cool ig!”

loves the little dances you do when excited

is very supportive when you tell him what happened later on

he’s so good with you when regressed

like puts you on his lap and reads to you

kisses on the head

touchy boy would cuddle you so much

piggy backs too

kinda loves some of your cartoons so he just watches them with you

dance parties!!!

Taehyung 🐻🌿

finds out bc you tell him after trying to hide it

super surprised by it but not in a bad way

he just respects you a lot and had never thought of you as childish

he is really happy you found something that helps

the first time he sees you regress he just gets you really comfy

lots of blankets and pillows

warm milk in a bottle

asks if he’s doing things right all the time

“Is it okay if I get you a snack? Is it okay if I hold your teddy?”

the kind of guy to ask about all your stuffies

gives them voices too

more doting than you’d think

brings you water and meds

gentle touches to show affection

loves to play with your hair

sleepy regression vibes

helps you with bathes too

just,,, comfy times

Jimin 🩰🎙

finds out by accident

he probably overheard you talking about regression with another member and felt so bad

buys you a stuffed animal next time he’s out

gives it to you with a bow tied around it and explains how he overheard

once you tell him everything’s okay he is so relieved

he’s already done so much research

after you regress near him a couple time he gives you another small gift and asks to be one of your caregivers

you call him papa and it makes him so happy

huge squinty smiles

he adores little you

very cuddly

of course he sings you lullabies all the time

Co-cares with v and jk a lot

works out a little harder so he can carry you for longer

“no no sweetheart let papa do that! You’re much too small for this.”

fusses over you so much

Jungkook 🐰🗝

finds out bc you tell him

super excited about it

wants to help you with your regression right away

you have to tell him that’s not really how it works but you get him next time you regress

when you knock on his door he’s so happy

immediately picks you up and Carrie’s you to his bed

he’s bought a little stash of regression stuff

loves to play pretend with you

and colouring! he loves colouring and drawing with you

loves making you laugh

you ask him to be a cg and he’s like omg yes

you call him kookie but it usually only comes out as “koo”

makes his heart melt

definitely brags about how good you are with him

helps you out with outfits and getting dressed

always knows what your nonverbal noises mean

gets you temporary tattoos so you can match

play fights all the time

#bts agere #agere #agere blog #noncom agere #agere imagine #age re blog #age re safe space #age regressor #agere post #kpop #kpop regression #kpop agere #K-pop age regression

[romes-are-rosie]

Little Birthday

(6.3k words {3 chapters})

Yoongi wasn't that big on his birthday. As a kid, birthdays meant parties plagued with uncomfortable feelings he couldn't explain. Once he came out at 13, his memories of birthdays were already tainted. Thankfully, with the help of his members, he was able to make new birthday memories. As the years passed, he grew more comfortable with the yearly event. He still never really became a big fan. He liked to keep things low-key. No parties, just

This year, things were different. Yoongi had started regressing for almost a year now and it had changed their entire dynamic. For the good, of course! Which is why Hoseok suggested a party to Seokjin.

~ Yoongi often struggles with dysphoria around his birthday because of his childhood experiences. This year, things are different. He feels old.

~

*This is part of an ongoing series of mine: Little Yoongi and his 6 caregivers so here's the link to the series if you want to read.

Link to Little Birthday

#bts #ao3 #fanfic #bts fanfic #fanfiction #bts suga #bts fanfiction #bangtan #age regression #sfw agere #little space #little yoongi #little min yoongi #agere fanfic #sfw littlespace #ot7 #sope

[haechanls]

ⵌ — BTS X P!NK ( 박지민 )

#— jaejae moodz #— tinie idols !! #bts age regression #bts little space #bts agere #jimin #jimin moodboard #jimin little space #jimin icons #bts moodboard #bts icons #bts #park jimin

[caleb-alfa-centauri]

Baby's tum-tum hurts

BTS Sope Sick fic/ Little space

Warning: Sick fic, Hoseok in little space and out of it. Yoongi his boyfriend and caretaker. Past trauma, abuse, and safe little space.

Mention of emeto, abdominal pain, cramping, scat, burping, explicit diarrhea description. Non sexual, non kinky. Abdominal medical and doctor play examination. Medical mentioned. Doctors medical devices, sad baby, bloated belly, gassy, noisy tummy, Hurt-comfort.

Summary:

Hoseok wakes up early to go to work, Yoongi is having a bath, but Hoseok discovers he doesn't feel good. His stomach hurts a lot, and whenever he feels sick, his coping mechanism is to go into little space.

Yoongi is his boyfriend, and when his boyfriend is in little space, he makes the role as an older brother, who takes care of baby Hobi.

Yoongi knows his boyfriend would slip into his little space mindset when he is tired, overwhelmed, sad, or most common sick.

Hoseok had woken up, as soon as he try to sit in bed, he felt sick all over, his stomach hurt a lot, he felt nauseated, and his abdomen was cramping badly.

He returned to bed, and knowing he had an awesome partner, boyfriend and caretaker, he left himself slip into his little space. Little Hobi felt so sick, he curled in a ball, and began to sob quietly.

Yoongi had went out the shower, and he couldn't find his boyfriend in the kitchen, usually je would be making breakfast for both, or trying to shower as well. He walk to the bed, fearing his boyfriend was sick.

"Baby?" He asked noticing the younger one still in bed.

"Yoonie?" The little one asked, it was a name for Yoongi, when Hobi was in little space head. "Yoon...." The little baby sob.

Yoongi understood his little one was sick, but he didn't knew how severe it was. He needed to call in sick for both, but he couldn't call their work, until he knew what was ailing his baby boy.

"Baby Hobi, what's wrong my little baby?" He asked even softer, he say beside Hobi in bed. The little boy had his arms surrounding his torso. "Tell Hyungie what's wrong...."

"Hyungie....Yoonie... Hobi's tum-tum hults...." The little one said, his voice sad.

"Oh no, again? Baby, come here, Yoonie will take care of it for you, probably you just had something bad for dinner, with a tummy rub and medicine we can solve it. " Yoongi told him patiently, soft and caring. "Come here, sit on Hyungie's legs, here I can rub your small baby tum-tum."

Hobi moved outside the bed, the little one sat on his Hyungie's legs where he felt safe, but when Yoongi was about to touch his abdomen to see the damage, the little poor baby, who was so sick, couldn't even tell his older brother, his tummy was hurting to much.

Baby Hobi felt his belly churning,he could feel a lot of movement, bubbling and pain before it happened. He heard his tummy going Wilde with awful noises.

Yoongi heard the bubbling coming loud and strong from his little one's tummy, and the next thing he knew was his poor baby, was having explosive diarrhea on top of both.

The brown hot gush of liquid came from little Hobi's butt, in seconds both were covered with the little one's diarrhea fluids.

Hobi began to cry hard, the little one kept on sobbing and screaming his lungs, his tummy felt so bad, he couldn't stop from whaling.

Yoongi had to carry him to the bath tube, they shower and bathed, then he cleaned their clothes and bed sheets, he replaced them for other ones, and when they were clean and done, he brought his little one to the bed, Hobi had a diaper, and a pajama with bears,the t-shirt was a children shirt he loved wearing in little space. But his tummy was so bloated the shirt was all stretched out. He had stopped crying at least.

"Yoon Hyungie....Hobi is sorry... tummy ouchie...poo poo came ...sorry..." He said shyly.

"Don't worry baby, is not my little baby's fault. Baby Hobi's poor and sick tum-tum needs medicine. How are you feeling baby? Is it too painful?" Yoongi asked, he smile warmly but he was worrying like crazy. He hate watching his little one in pain, and he was tired from cleaning the diarrhea.

Hobi nod so sad. "Yoonie, Hobi's tum-tum hurts. .." the little one said his little hands on top of his distended tummy. Even though he was sad, even in little space Hobi was always positive and happy, so he had try to smile for his Hyungie who he loved so much. "Tum-tum...roars....gurg....gurg... tummy is angy..."

When Yoongi had bathed his little one, he had noticed how distended was his poor stomach, the baby boy had a canon ball for stomach, a bowling ball on the stomach, or even a pregnant looking abdomen. This concerned him a lot. His baby Hobi was bloated and so swollen. And the poor abdominal surface kept on producing awful sounds.

"Baby Hobi's tum-tum needs to be seen by a doctor. Baby I'll make a tummy doctor appointment again, so you can have that poor sick painful tummy examine again, I'll call your special doctor, he has to listen to this angry tummy. Yes baby?" Yoongi told his little one, he was sitting beside the poor distended boy.

"No Yoonie, pwease no....Hobi don wan to.... Doctors hult... tum-tum.....nooo pwease no..." The small child complain miserable. The poor baby hated his "tummy doctor" his gastroenterologist knew about his little space and treated him like a baby boy. But he hated having his tummy all examine everywhere around and on the inside.

In all that time his poor sick belly haven't stop from doing all those awful sick sounds. Everything was moving inside of his small but distended poor tummy.

"Oh, don't cry baby, Yoonie needs to take his baby to the tummy doctor. Can you hear that baby?" He asked concerned he placed his ear delicate over his baby's poor ballooned stomach.

Hobi nod. "Is Hobi's tum-tum...my tum-tum is noisy....Yoonie.... tum-tum doesn't feels good...." He said, his baby hands pressed against the noisy big abdomen. "Yoonie....is Hobi pwegnant ...? Hobi's tum-tum is so big...." Hobi said excited, he was so curious he was drumming his baby bloated massively distended abdomen like a little drum, using little hands.

Yoongi giggled at his little one curiosity and imagination, Hoseok was always so full or energy, curiosity and excitement even been sick. "No sweetheart, Hobi is just full of air, your tum-tum is so sick, it bloated, so that's why you are so big, little Hobi's tum-tum looks like a balloon." Yoongi kiss the boy in his tiny head and then on the big tummy. "You know why Hobi's tum-tum is so loud baby? Why it has inflated so much? And why it keeps moving so much and hurting?" Yoongi asked to convinced him.

The big tummy gurgling madly, the baby's cheeks turned red. He hated his tum-tum growling.

"tum-tum is sick?" He asked. The baby boy understood Yoongi's point of view.

"Yes my poor baby, little Hobi's tum-tum is so sick, that's why you are having diarrhea too." Yoongi said. Hobi nodded.

"Yoon, Hobi don wanna have tum-tum so sick... tummy ouchie.." .the little one said drumming still his distended abdominal cavity. "Yoonie ... Hobi is afraid....doctor hurts Hobi or tum-tum?"

Yoongi relaxed his baby wasn't crying any longer. He was curious asking. "Want us to play tummy doctor, so you know what your tummy doctor is going to do?" Yoongi Asked having an idea.

Hoseok was excited, he clapped his little handsies. "Yes Yoon Hyun ...Hobi wanna play doctor....."

Yoongi had a medical equipment it was from his cousin who was a doctor, so he placed on the white rob, and using the real stethoscope, he took baby Hobi to other room, where there was an individual bed for guests, and that was just cover with a white sheet to simulate a doctor's examining table.

Yoongi carried his baby, and placed him in the middle of pf the bed. He took a chair next to it. His baby was laughing through the pain, he loved playing doctor.

"Now once we are inside the tummy doctor office, in a bed like this one, the doctor will ask questions. Like this. Little baby Hobi, how is your tummy? Do you have pain? Tummy troubles? Do you have nausea, diarrhea or vomit?"

"I see Yoonie....Yes Doctol Yoons... Hobi tum-tum is so sick....Tum is big... Hults...is noisy....moves a lot....and Hobi did poo poo before...." Hobi the cute boy said playing doctor with his Yoonie Huingie.

"Perfect, that was easy..."

"Is that all?" Hobi asked unsure and excited thinking it was over.

"No my cute baby, my baby boy, next is examining Hobi's poor tummy...."

Hobi was sad again. "Does it hults?"

"No baby, look, as Hobi's poor tummy makes a lot of bad tummy noises, your tummy doctor needs to hear your tummy, he will placed a little device, that is cold but it doesn't hurts, over baby's tum-tum, he will listen all those tummy sounds...." Yoongi explained patiently.

"How Yoonie? Are you also going to listen inside .... Hobi's noisy tum-tum?" The little one asked confused.

"Yes, let's begin, your Doctor will ask you to uncover your pretty stomach. Baby Hobi, can I uncover your tummy to listen inside?" Yoongi asked he placed the stethoscope on, and lifted showing it to Hobi.

"it hurts?"

"No baby, is just cold...." Yoongi said.

His little one nod. And placed his little hands at the sides of his body, so his Yoonie could move his clothes.

He uncovered his little one's horribly distended abdominal surface, his poor baby Hobi's abdomen was so big, it inflated worst, with each breath, the rounded big swollen and protruding stomach, was bursting from how big it had inflated all inside.

Yoongi even had to open his baby's diaper, so he could also hear the most lower belly. The little ones stomach kept on producing horrible abdominal sick noises everywhere and each time he breath.

Hobi was nervous looking how his Hyungie's hands rolled his t-shirt up, he noticed his tummy looked so bad. "Yoonie... tum-tum is so big...is it ugly?" He asked poking his tummy that trembled like jelly.

"No sweetheart, Hobi's tum-tum is the cutest thing, I promise, it's just that, Hobi has a balloon tummy right now, but doctor would also like Hobi's tummy." Yoongi said lying, he felt distress noticing how big his little one's tummy was, all sick and hugely expanded. "Hobi's tummy sounds like a drum or a balloon." he said drumming carefully and soft his baby's poor ballooned stomach it bounced and jumped everywhere. "Doctor will have fun curing your tummy sweetheart."

The child again laugh watching his tummy being drummed in and producing drumming echoes. "Now baby, I'll hear inside, please don't move, and don't talk, Doctor Yoons need silence to listen inside his Hobi." Yoongi took the cold stethoscope that was already warm, and placed it on top of the big abdominal cavity, there he could hear. The turmoil inside his baby boy. He listened everywhere. On his navel, the lower belly, his huge sides, his top belly, and mostly over his bowels.

The little one was curious watching his aching tummy being listen inside with the weird machine. He was quiet and not moving, he felt how the small cold metallic object slides through his balloon stomach. He felt a little shy, he knew his Yoonie Hyungie was listening attentively all those awful noises his tummy did. He felt a little embarrassed.

"Want to hear inside yourself?" Yoongi moved the apparatus to his baby's ears, the small child was excited, big open eyes, gasping in excitement. "Yoonie,.... tum-tum.....noises.....bubbles..... Hobi tum-tum is so mad, is grumpy...."

Baby Hobi have never heard something so awesome he heard bubbling, rumbling, water and bubbles everywhere.

Ones Yoongi finished listening inside his little baby tummy, he continue. "Baby, ones your tummy doctor has finished hearing inside, he needs to touch Hobi's sick and big tum-tum. He will press, touch, poke, prode, and sink his fingers on baby Hobi's tum-tum jelly big surface, like this." Yoongi said explaining everything to his baby sick boy.

"Ow Yoonie, tum-tum hurts.....Does Hobi tummy doc has to listen to my tum-tum? Does he need to touch Hobi in his tum-tum?" The little one said drumming still his stomach.

"Yes, but why baby?" Yoongi said he had stopped palpitations over his poor baby boy's sick and swollen abdominal cavity.

"Tum-tum is big so Hobi is shy ..." The little one admitted feeling shy. "Tum-tum is so noisy..... Tum-tum is so sick....Hobi is embarrassed..... tum-tum so sick, having Tum like this ... Makes Hob nervous..."

"I know baby is uncomfortable but no one expects Hobi to have a healthy Tum baby, Hobi goes to his tummy doctor when he is sick. So doctor would be there expecting us, with you, with the sickest tummy ever. He understands Hobi tummy does noises and is big because baby is sick. In fact Hobi is sensitive in the tummy, so that's why we already have a specialized doctor for your tum sweetheart. He already has listen that cute tummy."

"Okay....Yoonie can we still play doctor before going to real tum-tum doc?" The little one asked.

"Yes my baby.... Then the next step is palpation, doctor would need to feel those organs inside Hobi's tummy so he will press like this everywhere...." Yoongi began to press his baby tummy lightly and feeling each organ inside, moving in circles his hands, all the way from the top, to the lower tummy.

"Ar we done?" Baby asked believing it to be all it was left....

"No my baby, Doctor then needs to drum Hobi's balloony tummy, he needs to drum your cute little drum belly.... It helps doctor asses Hobi's poor tummy condition...."

Hobi was laughing again. "I like...Hyungie ...you drumming my tum-tum..... do it! Pwease play with Hobi's Tum....pwease!" The little one was clapping his hands excitedly.

"Then Hobi, can you breath in, and hold the air inside tum-tum, I want to see that tum-tum-tum getting bigger baby, inflate more that cute balloonie abdomen, all round and cute.....yes like that, hold in like that, come on baby, I know Hobi can do this... Baby boy push the tummy out.....Good boy!"

Hobi was so happy he loved playing with his Hyung, and he loved having the tummy so big, he had began to enjoy having a little balloon shape in his tum-tum. "Hobi is a good boy...." He said pushing even more his noisy and sick huge abdomen......"

Yoongi got even more concerned with the shape it got. It grew so much, and he got even more concerned he had never seen that size on his baby's abdominal distentions over the years.

"Baby close your eyes for me..." Hobi obey, and when he closed his eyes, he took a photograph,he needed his baby's abdomen in display so sick like that to show his baby's tummy special doctor. "Now don't move, Yoonie is going to measure that cute little stomach baby."

Baby Hobi opened his eyes and nod. He was happy watching how his Hyungie measured his belly, placing a tape measure device, under his back and surrounding all his protuberant abdomen.

"New record baby, Hobi's tummy is so big....you can stop pushing now, it must hurt, let me go for something quickly wait here."

Baby nod. Hobi lay there, with his diapers a little open at the waist, and all abdominal in display, he filled the room with his awful abdominal sick noises. He was farting like crazy, but at least he wasn't pooping his diapers yet.

Yoongi had went and called his doctor assistant. Jimin, was Doctor Seokjin's assistant. He ask all the information. Yoongi send the picture,the recording he had take, and the measurements of his little one's abdomen. The doctor said he was so sick, he make a little space to see one of his favorite patient. He said to bring him in after meal time, to see the baby's tummy reactions to his meal, he needed to have a full belly to see if he continue pooping or vomiting.

Yoongi returned to see the room smelled like rotten eggs, and little Hobi was sad. "What's wrong baby? Baby farted? Tummy is so sick right baby?"

Hobi nodded with his cheeks flushed. "Hobi is stinky...." He said and a tear rolled.

"No baby, is just that Hobi tummy is so sick. Tell the doctor your tummy is gassy, he needs to know how bad little Baby's farts smell...." He said rubbing his little one's belly, the big ballooned stomach sagging like jelly.

"Doctor need to know Hobi farts stink?" He asked confused.

"Yes baby, he needs to know, so he can understand why baby's stomach is sick and hurts. Now let's continue, I'll drum your little belly, as the doctor will."

Hobi got happy he clapped his hands. "Yes Hobi loves when Yoonie drums tum-tum..."

Yoongi began to drum more lightly than the doctor would do it. He playful drum his little baby in his cute but sick big tummy. Each time the poor abdominal distended cavity jumped, his belly sagged, trembled and bounced like a real ball. Baby Hobi at first was enjoying the drumming noises, but soon he felt pressure inside.

Yoongi heard how when he drum on the little stomach, the noises came worst, and the tummy bounced to much. He had never seen his baby this sick before.

Each time his hand collided with the naked abdominal sick shape, little Baby Hobi would burp, or fart even more.

"yoonie.... tum-tum jumps! Tum-tum....jumps....* The baby said noticing how his poor belly moved all over the place. "Doctor will make Hobi's tum-tum jump?"

Yoongi smiled warmly to this little one who was curious. "Yes, probably because Hobi's tummy is so big, it bounces, my poor baby has currently a little ball for stomach, you are so gassy baby, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

The little boy denied. "Yoonie ... That's all tum-tum needs?" Hobi asked watching his stomach inflate and deflate still naked, and still rumbling so angry.

"Yes baby, once that is done, Doctor will know hot to cure your little stomach.

The child laughed again at ease even though he had a lot of pain, and he couldn't stop farting rotten eggs.

Yoongi had to open a window without his little one noticing it, the stench spoke of how sick was baby Hobi's poor tummy.

Yoongi had also message Seokjin their doctor, about the gassy belly, the stench, the horrible flatulence episodes his baby was having.

The doctor asked to listen to it, and to the baby's stomach, so Yoongi asked his baby.

"Baby, tummy doctor wants to hear your tummy, how about we call him, so he can see and hear little Hobi's sick tum-tum. He loves having sick bellies to examine, he will love yours ..."

"Really? He loves my tum-tum-tum like this?" The innocent kid asked excited, not knowing it was to hear his farts, and his noisy abdominal noises.

"Yes, baby. Shall we?"

The baby nodded. Yoongi used his computer to video call his Gastroenterologist Seokjin, he placed de laptop on baby's Hobi legs, from there Seokjin could see the child with the most protuberant abdomen he had ever seen the little one with, and also he could hear the most awful noises a stomach ever made, the farting was constantly, and he could listen clearly how the little one's farts wounded wet horrendous, and long. He understood the little one was suffering with an awful pain.

Once th video call ended, Seokjin instructed Yoongi to skip the meal, and to bring inmidiatly the little one to his personal office.

"Baby, doctor was so excited with your cute stomach, he said he wants to examine you now. Lest get ready to go to your Tummy Doctor appointment." Yoongi said sadly.

The baby nodded still bothered with the cramping the abdominal pains, and farting. Yoongi dressed him again closing the diapers, placing on some pants, and a hoodie, then he took extra clothes, diapers, and cleaning supplies. He carry his baby and took him to the hospital.

They already knew the little one, they had been attending him, ever since he first was sick I'm little space, so Hobi felt safe there, no one judge the little baby.

Yoongi went in with his sick baby boy. He placed the kid on the examination table. Seokjin asked Yoongi to undressed him and he did. Hobi was at ease because he already knew that would happen.

Seokjin began to listen to the bays stomach, but when the palpation began, Hobi began to sob so hard. Yoonie had lie to him, his tummy was so sore and big it hurted so much, and Seokjin was trying to press more lightly but still he needed to assess the bloated abdomen.

"Don't cry baby...."

"Yoonie say it won't hurt tum-tum..." The little one whined.

The doctor spend a lot of time palpating the baby's poor stomach. Hobi felt so sad, he wanted to stop, but for some reason the doctor kept pushing inside his tummy.

"Baby, your belly is so sick, it is big, I can't asses you that well. What did Hobi ate to have his stomach this big and sick?" Seokjin asked.

"He ate normally what he would, but yesterday Hoseok went to a party and probably he ate something he should have not." Yoongi explained. His baby was farting so bad the doctor understood finally the stench Yoongi had mentioned, he didn't say anything.

"Had Hobi's stomach being sounding like this?" The doctor asked again.

"Yes, all morning....he had diarrhea." Yoongi said.

When the doctor was trying to drum his belly, the baby sob harder, it hurts his tummy so bad, and he had diarrhea without noticing all the diaper ended up full in his diarrhea fluids.

Yoongi cleaned his baby, and put him a new diaper. The doctor continue examining him.

"That's it?" Yoongi asked ..

Hobi felt so sad, nothing was the way he had expected it to be. Everything was wrong with his tummy doctor appointment. All Yoongi played with him and explained to him was different.

"No, I have never seen him this sick before. I think he has a gastrointestinal strong virus or infection. He needs to stay so we can keep him under strict vigilance. First, I need you to feed Hobi his meal, a light, digestible meal, liquid diet, I'll give you a private room, and there they would take his meal. I need to do other abdominal examination once he is digesting the meal, to see how his tummy reacts to it."

Yoongi nodded, he already knew Hobi needed to be hospitalized. He had appreciated the private hospital room, as not all people understood Hobi when he was in little space, and he didn't want anything to alter, cause more distress or embarrassed his little one.

Hobo felt sad, he understood he needed to stay at hospital so he began to cry.

Once they had been moved to the room, Hobi was placed in the bed, some devices minoring his signs, and an IV connected to his little hand.

He was sobbing quietly, he didn't want to upset Yoonie, his poor Hyungie. His little but bloated stomach hurt so much, and they have him just in his diapers, because of the fever he had.

"Yoon....Hobi....wan to go home....." He said sadly.

"I know baby, but your tummy doctor wants you to eat, so he can examine you again on a full tummy, to see if you are digesting correctly." He explained to his baby, he sat beside the bed and he kept rubbing his tummy. The stomach kept on gurgling angry.

"No Yoonie....No. Hobi need more examinations? Why? Why with tum-tum full?" The little one asked.

"Yes baby. Because he needs to listen again your tummy but working, digesting food, to see if you still have diarrhea or grassy bowels ..." He explained to his baby boy.

"If Hobi has tum-tum examine..... Hobi can go home?" The little one ask again.

"Yes baby."

When the food arrived, Yoongi fees his baby the liquid diet, soups, liquids and more liquids. The baby ate and drank everything, his poor little tummy bloated more, his tummy was worst, the noises it did were unstoppable and unhealthy. His little stomach had became a gurgling burbling pot. He was so swollen, and full of liquids that each time the baby breath, or move, his tummy sloshed all around and inside.

Seokjin returned back to the room, he closed the door, and was shocked to find his little patient more sick than before, the little one's abdomen had grow and double the size. It was even more noisy, and seemingly for the child's tears, also painful.

Seokjin struggled to examine again, each time he placed the stethoscope, the noises would distorted. Then pressing his stomach and palpating it proves to be imposible, ad the little one had a lot of pain and whine each time his massive abdomen was touch. Finally he try to drum his abdomen, it was the most painful, embarrassing and uncomfortable experience for baby Hobi's tum-tum. He felt the pressure, and also saw how his stomach sound worst, all sick, and sloshed each time the doctor hit his tummy making it bounce up and down.

Hobo finally relaxed believing it was over, but for his bad luck and frustration his hospital trip was barely beginning. "His stomach is so big, noisy and sick, I couldn't examine him properly, we will need to do, lab examination, imagery examinations, scans, an ultrasound and probably he will need to spend the night, the virus he has is really strong one .

Hobo cried so hard when Yoongi explained his little one, what was needed. He was so sad and afraid, they drew out his blood, his pee and poop were taken in samples to be examined, and the worst part was, he needed to have his stomach naked under some strange machine that was the x-rays, then his stomach was scanned with a noisy machine, and finally Seokjin ultrasound his tummy, the baby boy had his tummy so big, the ultrasound looks if he was expecting a child, from how huge his poor stomach was.

He spend all the rest pf the afternoon and night, with bad diarrhea, vomits, horrible noisy, bassy, smelly and rotten farts. His gassy belly was producing a lot of air and gas inside so he looked like a balloon the next day.

He cry so much, and Yoongi remained by his side, rubbing his baby boy's tum-tum softly, giving it kisses. Cleaning him from diarrhea or vomit episodes, and trying to make him eat or drink water.

Like that the baby spend other morning and in the afternoon he was finally left to go home. Still with a lot of medicine, with the strongest intestinal viral infection he had ever had. But with sweet Yoongi taking care of him.

The end.

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[ramsywasalittlelamb]

BTS inspired agere moodboard!

I’ve been an army since 2014, so I’m not sure why I haven’t created a board for them or talked about them much on here, but they’re such a huge comfort for me 🫶🏻 coffee and whalien 52 are definitely in my top 5 somewhere! also just as a fun fact, RM is my bias 💜

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[babybearcookie]

Movie Night

this was requested

this is an age regression drabble; if you don't like that, don't read it. age regression is a sfw coping mechanism, so i reserve the right to block anyone i think would sexualise it word count: 1,8k !!! this work contains spoilers for the movie Ron's Gone Wrong !!!

“WHAT?!” Jungkook shouted in disbelief, making poor, sensitive Yoongi cover his ears and whimper a bit in surprise over the loud sound coming from the other. Yoongi and Jungkook had gotten into a rhythm of hanging out on the weekend, sometimes regressing together if they had a lot of stress coming on. The two were best friends; they met at the tattoo studio where Yoongi worked as a piercer and manager of the place. He'd seen Jungkook come in multiple times, his friend Taehyung, one of the tattoo artists in the studio, having promised the boy tattoos at a lower rate, and since it looked like the younger was going for having his entire body covered at some point, he gladly took his friend up on that offer. Yoongi’s first real interaction with the boy was when he was coming in for an eyebrow piercing. They got to talking and the talking just never stopped. Even if they didn’t have a lot of things in common, they held a lot of similar values and a huge love for music, though Yoongi showed love for it by making it and Jungkook, by moving his body to it. The more they started hanging out together, the more protective Yoongi felt towards Jungkook, regarding him almost as a little brother, which is why Jungkook found it so funny that when they both regressed together for the first time; Yoongi was the younger in age. 

Jungkook loved being a big sibling to Yoongi when they both were regressed and even when it was only Yoongi who had slipped, he loved guiding the ‘younger’ to new and exciting things, like games, food and especially movies, which is why he was astounded that he hadn’t shown his best friend his all-time favourite movie yet. He immediately went to work on building a pillow fort, which he usually did when he and Yoongi wanted to watch some movies, as the smaller was very prone to sensory overload and therefore couldn’t focus much on a movie if he wasn’t comfortable. It was no sweat for Jungkook; he always loved spoiling his little sibling and wanted to show that he would do whatever Yoongi needed to be comfortable. 

Having made a pillow fort many, many times before, Jungkook was quick to get one set up, having half a mind to keep watch on Yoongi. It wasn’t that Yoongi was that younger than him, Jungkook being around 8 and Yoongi being about 4, but he couldn’t help but feel nervous if the other wasn’t in his field of vision, being the one responsible for him. But Yoongi stayed put where Jungkook had left him, enamoured by how Jungkook was ensuring everything was up to standard for Yoongi. Back in his mind, the adult version of him found it amusing that his best friend was going through all that trouble to not have an overstimulating environment for the movie night just after yelling in his face, overstimulating him. That was of course not something regressed Jungkook had thought about, and not something Yoongi was hung up about, having slipped into somewhat of a trance, watching Jungkook roam around, getting all the necessary things. It helped with regulating the stimulus.

Jungkook, now very gentle, brought Yoongi over to the finished pillow fort and sat him down in the spot that would be most comfortable. “Okay, Yoonie, this is my faaaavourite movie and I really really think you’ll like it. Do you want some snacks for the movie?” he asked as Yoongi got situated. Yoongi, fumbling with his fingers, looked up a Jungkook, who was still standing, ready to fulfil every request that might be coming from the one sitting. Yoongi mumbled out; “fishies, hyungie?” not feeling particularly verbal that day but still above writing out what he wished to say. Jungkook nodded with a wide smile on his face, sprinting off to get the ‘fishies’ aka the goldfish crackers. He was just happy that Yoongi was in a salty mood instead of something sweet because that would have meant using like 15 minutes on washing and cutting up fruit for the smaller. 

Yoongi got himself situated; ears perked as heard the sound of the goldfish crackers being poured into a bowl. He looked around him, suddenly very aware that his stuffed teddy wasn’t in his line of sight. He whimpered, and as if Jungkook had super hearing, he sprinted into the living room and crouched down in front of Yoongi. “Why is Yoonie baby sad?” he pet his friend’s hair, trying his best to comfort him. “Bear!” Yoongi cried out, getting more distressed the longer he was without his stuffed teddy bear. Jungkook whipped his head around, scanning the room to find the plushie, finally spotting a little tuft of brown fur sticking out from underneath the couch. It seemed, that in his hurry to build the pillow fort, he might have pushed the bear out of the way and under the sofa. He quickly got it, dusted it off and handed it over to Yoongi, who immediately hugged it and nuzzled his face into its soft fur. Jungkook let out a sigh of relief. He could see that Yoongi was close to tears, and if Yoongi had cried, Jungkook would have cried, and he didn’t like crying when he was the bigger kid.

After getting everything set up and making sure Yoongi was feeling comfortable beside him, Jungkook finally put on the movie, jumping a little where he sat in excitement for his favourite movie. He had seen the movie a million times before, almost to the point where he could recite the entire script by heart along the movie, so while watching the movie, he was also watching Yoongi for reactions to the movie, excited to see if his baby brother also found it as good as he did.

Though, when Ron got introduced to the viewers as well as to Barney Yoongi didn’t like it one bit, hiding himself a bit behind Jungkook, away from the TV screen. Jungkook frowned and hesitated, reaching out for the remote to stop the movie, not liking Yoongi’s facial expressions one bit, but let a sigh out of relief when Yoongi lit up at Ron doing the ‘dikky dikky dakka’ dance not long after, and leaned back, bringing his arm around Yoongi to bring him closer into his body, knowing that it wouldn’t be the last time Yoongi would find the movie a bit scary. Actually, he tried his best to comfort Yoongi, but then came the scene with the bullies at the playground and he couldn’t help but get excited, though, he did his best to hide it as Yoongi definitely didn’t like the scene.

When they came to the scene of the B Bot being crushed, Yoongi whimpered and hid his face in Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook held him close and after the scene was over, he pressed pause, deciding to give Yoongi a little breather. He did not like the scene himself when he watched the movie for the first time, and that was even when he was feeling big, so he did his best to comfort Yoongi, holding him tight. “Do you wanna stop watching, Yoonie?” he almost whispered and, it took a beat, but Yoongi shook his head the best he could while being burrowed in Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook smiled and patted Yoongi’s head to let him know that he was heard, well, felt.

“Yoonie, can Jungkookie get up? I won’t be long, I promise.” Yoongi let go but not after holding onto the mentally older for a second. Jungkook made sure Yoongi had his teddy and then hurried off to the kitchen, struggling to get on the counter for a second to get to the top cabinets where older Jungkook and Yoongi had put the best snacks, to not make them as tempting for them when they were regressed, but younger Jungkook thought that it was time to bring some of them out. As he opened the cabinet, he was overwhelmed with the scent of all the goodies tucked away, but he reminded himself of having some self-control and not bringing all of them into the living room. His eyes landed on the Honey Butter Chips. He knew that big Jungkook would want to scold his regressed self for taking them, but he reminded himself that it was for Yoongi, even though, even in his younger headspace, he knew that they were expensive compared to other chips.

When he brought them into the living room, Yoongi caught a glimpse of the bag, eyes widening. He waited very patiently (not at all) for Jungkook to sit down and open the bag and immediately dug into the deliciousness that was the honey butter chips. Jungkook started the movie again, happy to see Yoongi content and munching away on the chips, almost not taking any himself, despite the love he had for the snack. Yoongi gave a few very cute reactions throughout the movie as they continued, such as patting Jungkook and saying “frien’ reqwest!” as he had seen Ron do in the movie, which got a giggle from Jungkook, not that Yoongi saw, as he was moving on, doing the same to his teddy, although patting softer than he had Jungkook. Jungkook couldn’t help but coo at Yoongi when he pouted at the scene where Ron uploaded himself. When they were done with the movie, Yoongi was having a hard time keeping his eyes open, bringing Jungkook to help him up and hold his hand as they walked to Yoongi’s bedroom to get him into bed. Jungkook tried his best to tuck Yoongi in but before he could turn to leave, thinking that Yoongi had fallen asleep, the mentally younger tugged on his shirt sleeve. “What is it, Yoonie?” Jungkook asked. “Dark,” was all that Yoongi muttered to him. Jungkook went over to the corner of the room to plug in the little warm light that Yoongi would use as a night light when he needed it, only to be met with a whine and Yoongi pointing his finger downwards. Jungkook happily took the plug to the light out of the socket as he understood what Yoongi was hinting at, plugging it back in, in the socket beside Yoongi’s bed, pushing the light underneath the bed, mimicking the movie they’d just seen. When he was sure everything was good with the light, he crawled back up, giving Yoongi a big, sloppy kiss on his forehead and took his leave. 

When he got outside the door, he looked around the living room at the mess they had made of it, deciding that he was definitely too small for that, and it was a problem for big Yoongi and Jungkook the next day when they woke up, and then promptly turned to his bedroom to call it a night also.

a/n: sorry for it taking so long for me to finally having this written, and for writing all the other requests collecting dust in my inbox, but i'll try my quickest to get to them. also, if you haven't tried Honey Butter Chips, i REALLY recommend them. they might be a bit expensive but they're so good

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[to3b3ans]

i got a sippy today !! it has 2 different tips to make it a regular sippy or a bottle for super tiny mode ^.^

#i rlly needed 2 b small tonight n decorating dis helped #bt now it’s super late :[ #mine #age regression #agere #sfw agere #babycore #toddlercore #boy agere

[sfwregressionfanfictions]

MASTERLIST ON HIATUS

Warning: ALL Writings will contain age regression.

Requests are always open, as are my DMs!

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

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

Dean Winchester x Little! Reader: Long distance relationship.

Part 1. Parts 2

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

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

Steve Harrington X Little! Reader: Storming in Hawkins

Requested.

Billy Hargrove X Little! Reader: Diner Stop.

PT2

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

Eddie Munson X Little! Reader: Discovery

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

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

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

Eddie HC - Him as a CG!

Loki x Reader: Baby's Helper

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

Steve Rogers X Little! Reader

Summary: Accidental caregiver?

Aaron Hotchner X Little! Reader: Accidental Slip

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe X Little! Reader: Vision of Little You

Summery: Requested

Xavier Thorpe Blurb: Little Gamer (Christmas)

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

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

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

Summary: Neville and Reader taking care of his plants.

Johanna Mason x little! reader: growing pains

#age regression #age regression fic #avenger x little! reader #bts agere reader #bts agere #encanto agere #sfw age regression #mcyt age regression #little!reader #sfw little community #little space #littlelife #agere little #babyspace

[train-whistles-at-night]

anton is so tall big that when he manages to find (or have clothes made for him) that are Bigger than his usual size, it immediately made him feel so tiny little small in a good way, and thats part of why he must (almost) always wear his comfy red sweater when hes little bc it helps make him feel small

#bt double babbles #skulduggery pleasant sp #Little SP #anton can seem very intimidating when hes not regressed #but nothing is cuter than seeing him regressed and small and doing happy flappy sweater arms

[read-weep-repeat]

Flashback

Summary: He’s always been your protector, even when you didn’t know it. 

Warnings: Stalking, Age Regression, Infantilization, Death/Murder, Nightmare, titles “papa” and “dada” used. 

A/N: This is the first installment of the “Reminiscent” drabble series. In the Oh, Brother! Universe, All of them remember an encounter with mc before she knew she was theirs. (I suggest reading the chapter series before this series for context.)

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“Ah!” 

You jolted up in bed, sweat misting your face and neck. You reached blindly across the bed. Both of your hands felt a person curled up on either side of you. Jimin, to your left, lazily opened his eyes. He scanned your form for a second before registering the panic across your face. His half-mast eyes shot open as he shot up. 

“Baby! What’s wrong? What happened?” His hands cupped your face as his eyes scoured your frame. 

You shook your head, nuzzling your cheek into his hand. “Nightmare.” 

He sighed in relief. “Ok, ok,” He whispered, pulling you into his tight hold. He rocked you gently for a few moments. 

“Dada?” You pulled back to gaze up at him. Only the minimal light from your bedside alarm clock helped you see his bare-faced features. Gorgeous, soft, and gentle eyes looked at you like you were the moon and stars in the pitch-blackness of your shared room. 

“Yes?” 

“I need Papa. Gotta make sure he ok.” 

“Oh, baby,” He placed a series of kisses on your left temple, “Of course.” 

He slid out of bed gently, helping you step down quietly as Jungkook lay like a rock in his original spot. He would stay put like a well-worn river stone until the blare of an alarm awoke him. 

The worry for your Papa made you hurriedly stomp to the door of your room. 

“Where’s Papa?” You asked, already turning the doorknob. 

“In his office. Papa doesn’t sleep with you on Saturday, baby.” 

You huffed. “Papa,” You muttered the name until you reached the end of the hall, Jimin hot on your heels. “Papa, Papa, Papa.” 

Jimin turned the doorknob, letting the small illumination shine on the corner of Hobi’s office. A small twin bed was tucked away, covered with a black comforter and one thin pillow. Hobi was resting on the pillow, his head thrown back and mouth slightly agape as snores escaped him. Jimin leaned against the door frame and gave your back a slight push. 

“Go ahead. He won’t be mad. He’s never mad when you need him.”

With the soft push, you timidly tiptoed to Hoseok's side. 

Jimin watched for a moment as you built up the courage to reach out your hand. He could connect the dots. The nightmare you had must have involved him. Maybe he died? Were you scared of losing him? He smiled at the thought. Loving them enough to have nightmares about losing them? He could preen like a peacock at the idea. With a puffed chest, he closed the door and sauntered back to your bedroom. 

“Papa.” You tapped his shoulder lightly. 

His eyes immediately opened, Scanning and flitting across the room like always. Hoseok was always aware of his surroundings. Now, his entire surrounding was you. He took in your tear-streaked cheeks, red eyes, and shaking hands. Before he could register his shock, you bust into another bout of tears. 

“Papa!” You sobbed, immediately clambering onto the bed and his lap. The bed creaked with your racking shoulders. 

“Doll-” 

“Thought you were gone!” You hiccuped. “Had a nightmare, and Papa left.” You dragged out the end of “Left.” with a pitiful whine and another hiccup. 

Hoseok's hands rubbed your shoulders, kneading the flesh gently. 

“Oh, my poor dolly. C’mere.” 

He pulled you down onto his chest and busied himself with petting your back. 

“Papa’s not going anywhere.” He whispered. You nodded against him but only cried more. “Hey. Hey. Hey.” Hoseok held your chin, forcing eye contact. Your bloodshot eyes hurt him more than a knife to the heart. 

“I need you to say it.” He whispered, pleading. For once in his life, he found himself begging. “I need to know that you believe it.” 

You sniffled and nodded. Your voice wavered and cracked. 

“Papa’s not goin’ anywhere.” 

He smiled. “Yeah. That’s right. Papa’s always gonna be here. Always.” 

As you finally smiled, he remembered the truth in his statement. 

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Money was always an issue. You needed to leave your mother's house, but jobs were scarce, and the two you did have didn’t pay well. They all knew that and tried to help their girl in any way possible. Every time they found their way into your room while you were busy at work, they’d replace stolen chapsticks and panties with cash and coins. Stuffed between cushions, socks, and pockets, the money was shoved into your piggy bank. As you scrimped and saved with their provisions, your soon-to-be boyfriends happily watched from conveniently placed teddy bears and laptop cams. 

Poor thing. Hoseok thought as he watched you lock the doors to your second jobs store. She must be so tired. He knew you were. Following your routes and schedule for the past few months had made him privy to your mannerisms and subsequent meanings. You were slouched over as you dug through your bag and pulled out a small box. 

Oh no. You were putting earbuds on, head still down as you continued down the dark sidewalk. He wished you would stop at the bus stop you were approaching, but you continued on. The money you needed to save was taken from many things, including safe transportation. Hoseok sighed. She really does need daddy to look out for her. 

He set off a block behind you, watching as you made your way home. His eyes scanned every door and alley, aware and calculating. You turned to the left, disappearing around a brick corner. 

Out of the corner of his eye, Hoseok saw a creeping darkness. A man in a dark hoodie slid out of an alleyway, aiming for you. Hoseok felt anger bubble up in his throat like bile. He sped up, rapidly approaching the man as he crossed the street. The man turned but was grabbed by the back of his hoodie. Hoseok yanked him back, slamming the side of his head into the sharp corner of the building. A sickening crack rang out, pulling you out of your trance. You tugged one of your earbuds from your ear and turned. Nothing. After another curious glance backward, you kept walking. 

Hoseok heaved, trying to steady his breathing as he listened to your footsteps grow quieter. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He grabbed the dead weight under its shoulders and started to pull. This fucking asshole is keeping me from my girl. Stupid fucking perve. Why are you so heavy? Fucking fat fuck. He dropped the body against the wall, neatly hidden behind a dumpster. The body wouldn’t be found until the morning or later. 

Fuck. The hoodie. It had his fingerprints, hair, and everything else that would point an accusing finger at him. He snatched it off, pulling the blue fabric into his backpack. Ok. Nothing can incriminate me. He got mugged. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and things went south. Hoseok smiled at his bright idea and dug into the body's pockets. He opened the slim wallet and looked down at the cash tucked inside. Perfect. She’ll have a little extra allowance this month. Finally, the streetlamp cast a glimmer that caught his eye. On the body’s left hand, a golden ring winked at him. He pulled it off a limp fourth finger and held it in the palm of his hand. A ravenous smile spread across his face.

Fate.

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Hoseok lulled you to sleep as he remembered his devotion with a smile. His hands rubbed your back and neck gently, and he muttered quiet reassurances. 

You clung onto the soft fabric of your Papas hoodie. It was a dark blue, speckled with red spots along the neck and chest that he insisted were the result of his messy eating, and fit him just loosely enough that you could bury your head underneath it if you wanted.

You were doing just that. You were breathing in steady breaths of his comforting scent as your fingers rubbed against the cotton. Hoseok's hands were busy rubbing your back and supporting his head as he looked down at the lump underneath his hoodie. He chuckled. Like a rabbit hiding away in her burrow.

“That’s it, Doll. Go back to sleep.” He whispered, not even sure that you could hear him. The hand rubbing his sleeve was now limp, curled up along his side as you laid atop him. Only your nose and whisps of fluttering eyelashes were visible from your hiding spot. Your comfortable huffs tickled his neck. Hoseok smiled, crooked and unsettling.  

“Papas got you. I’ll protect you, always.” 

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