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little-lain · 3 months
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hii!! I ws wonderin if I could request general caregiver!tomura shigaraki headcanons?
- @drowsysaint
CG!Tomura Shigaraki HCs
A/N: Omggg i love shigaraki!! Definitely one of my favs from mha, and while personally i see him as a little, he definitely would be an amazing cg as well!!
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☆ When he finds out you're a little, he doesn't know exactly what it means
☆ Of course, he tries to listen and attempt to understand still
☆ Eventually he gets it (or so he thinks), and he wants to see it in action! He's already very pumped up :3
☆ However, when he does see it, he quickly learns he is NOT prepared
☆ But with enough time and prep (aka getting little gear and researching), he'll learn!
☆ As a cg, I feel like he'd be very caring, and maybe even a little overprotective
☆ He's definitely gonna steal buy everything you want!After all, he wants to make sure you're comfy and happy! (Even if it's a bit overboard)
☆ His favorite activity to do with you is playing with toys and stuff like that. He looks forward to it after every single mission!
☆ Speaking of missions, he is not allowing you on missions basically ever. He can't risk anything happening to his baby!
☆ His favorite names for you depend, sometimes it's baby all day, other time its sweetheart
☆ He's more of a older brother cg, so just calling him bro is enough for him! But he definitely doesn't decline being called papa or daddy or anything!
☆ At the end of a long day filled with playing and running around, he loves to just lay down and hold you close to him
☆ Whether it's you guys just watching a movie, listening to music, or just listening to each others heartbeats, it's his second favorite part of the day
☆ If you ask for it, he'll sing a lullaby or read a story just for you
☆ Once he knows you're asleep and letting out small snores, he'll give a gentle kiss on your forehead and hold you close,,
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agerye · 2 months
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♡ bakugo paci edits !! :]
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anyone can use unless ur in my dni !! pls reblog or credit if you do <3
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hear me out,,, Bakugou and Midoriya regressing together and just being the bestest little friends ever. theyre attached by the hip, clingy, just !! little, tiny kids
!!!! that's so cute!!! I love it!!
tw; none that i can think of! let me know if i should add something!
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"Zu! Zu, look at this!" Bakugou ran over to his friend, who was in his All Might-covered room, holding up his new All Might figurine. "All Might gave it to me himself!"
Midoriya's eyes lit up at that. "All Mi' gave you it? T'at's so coo' Kaachan!" Midoriya shook his fists excitedly, the sleeves of his All Might onesie shaking with his arms. "Is so cool!"
"I know! Zu, where do you think I should put him? He's gotta have a special place of honor with the rest of my All Mights!"
"Oh, oh! He shou' go ri' front Kaachan!" Midoriya giggled excitedly, pulling at his sleeves and bringing one of them up to his mouth to chew on. "So eve'yone sees it! E'ryone gotsta see it!"
Bakugou nodded. "You're right Zu. Zu, where's your paci? You're gonna chew your onesie up."
"My paci? Oh! All Paci's ri' here!" Midoriya proudly showed off his deco All Might pacifier, which was clipped onto his onesie's collar.
"Well, chew on that! You don' wanna ruin your onesie!"
"I sorry Kaachan," Midoriya said, stuffing the paci in his mouth.
"You don't gotta apologize Zu! 'Is fine. C'mon, we gotta go put this figure wit' the others!" Bakugou said, standing up shakily. He was starting to slip further into his headspace, but that was okay. Because he was with Zu, and Zu and him were an unstoppable team big or small!
"Yeah! We got' go pu' i' wit' the ot'ers!" Midoriya said, struggling to form words around his paci.
And the two went off towards Bakugou's room together.
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I am all for flip bakugo. I feel like he’d be a really good caregiver but keep his regression secret for fear of being called ‘weak’
Oh you are absolutely right!
When the others come out to him about their regression they fear that he might judge them on it and he can sense that; so he takes the time to make them their favorite snackies and put on their favorite shows. He takes the time away from his own training to care for them.
It is the only time that he is ever really physically affectionate. He runs his hands through their hair and praises them on their coloring pages, games, puzzles, etc. that they've done. It is a caring side of Bakugo that no one was expecting but everyone loves to see.
It is really sweet but when they are big again and ask why, he clams up. He can't come out and say it is because he craves that kind of attention when he is regressed, that his little-self is crying for some nice head pats or for someone to pour some juice into his favorite sippy.
He keeps that part of himself locked away, convinced that they will all see him differently once they know despite nothing changing for the person he is caring for. It is just different when it is himself, or so he thinks.
// Thank you for this ask, anon! This turned out a little angstier than I meant it, so I will tag it as such. But what do you think? Do you think Bakugo can hide it forever or is someone going to find out? I am curious to know what you guys think, so leave a comment/reblog/ or just tap an answer on the poll! I love interacting with people <3
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soulless-strangers · 2 years
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Little pikachu
Little mute enby Kaminari And caregiver Kirishima
Requested my @xavslittlenothings
❤️☄️💛⚡️
Denki sat on the floor near their bed, fidgeting with the paci in their mouth.
“Hi Denki, hi baby how old are you right now?” Kiri cooed as he slipped into the room, Shinsou having retrieved him from the common room.
Denki blinked at him for a second before holding up two fingers, quickly making grabby hands at their caregiver.
“You’re two? Oh what a clever little muffin we have here huh?” The red head gasped as he stepped closer. “You want uppies? Ok honey bunny but I need to put your mittens on first, ok? Other wise you might zap uncle Kiri by accident.”
Denki just continued to demand being picked up, only ceasing their grabby hands when Kirishima carefully slipped on their pair of pikachu mittens.
“Ok sweetheart, up we get!” Kiri picked up his little with ease, Denkis shorter stature aiding greatly.
Not that that would have stopped Kirishima, it just meant he would have had to up his work out routine.
“What does my little bunny bub wanna do? Do they want a story time? Or a bottle?” Kiri swung his little from side to side gently, the blond slumping against his shoulder. “Or does bubba just wanna be held for a bit?”
A sleepy nod rubbed against the red heads shoulder, Kiri chuckling softly.
“My little pikachu.” He hummed. “I’ve got you little one.”
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sleepyherocloud · 11 months
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Promt: Dabi gets hit by a quirk and deages into a baby
Hawks had picked up his phone, frantically typing in compress’s number while holding the smaller child towards his chest listening to how his chest heaved up and down as he frowned.
“Hawks, what a pleasant surprise,” Compress answers nicely. “Sorry don’t have time for pleasantries today. Do you guys have any baby clothes?” He asks, as Compress chuckles thinking this was a joke. The harsh tone of Hawks, allowed him to understand how bad this actually was. “Compress I’m calling on a serious matter man.” As Compress sighs on the other line. “Please tell me you and Dabi didn’t get caught by hero’s.” He groans, hawks shakes His head as if Compress can see. “No, no we didn’t get caught actually it may be worse than that.” Hawks response’s. “Than what’s the matter why are you calling me?” Compress retorts more aggressively this time. “Dabi got hit by a quirk.. he’s kinda a baby right now.” Hawks mumbles into the phone as his wings flap behind him; the boy in his arm still heaving against his chest; and for a moment hawks was quite certain that Dabi wiped his nose on his clothes.
“..what?! How,” Compress states on the other line - this time his voice holds shook. “I didn’t see much, but what matters now is trying to calm him down. I’ve tried rocking, shushing , cooing, and I’ve got nothing else.” Hawks replies. “How long has our resident flame user been cryin?” Twice pops on, the phone, hawks takes a minute to think. “Ever since it happened, maybe it’s the shock?” He responds, the group mumbles mauve together. “That would make sense, going from an adult to an infant could be very confusing.” Compress stated. Hawks nodded, finally landing in the back allway of the second base since Shigaraki had decided to distance himself for a little from the liberation front, however he’s still in high power.
It took two minutes for hawks to get himself through the door, while holding the baby higher than Toga could even reach. Dabi’s crying hadn’t subsided unfortunately, as Hawks groaned. “I need answers, or one of you can hold him.” He stated pointing to the group. “Nah, I’m good.” Lizard spoke - but shigraki heard the conversation and had come down the stairs. With one smile towards hawks, the bird handed over the baby to be returned in the room with quite sniffles and happy babbling. Tomura couldn’t help but grin, his boyfriend is just the same as a baby as he’s old.
“You don’t like hawks no matter what age you are hm?” He coo’s moving the boy to be able to cuddle into his neck the rest of group staring god smaked.
“How-“ Spinner and Twice began.
“Ask him when he’s older, I guess I’m on babysitting duty though?” He asked and hawks nods. “If he doesn’t cry in your arms it’s a win at this point.”
“Hey Dabi, remember when you got hit by that quirk?” Hawks quips now to the older Dabi who’s standing out, holding a cigarette. “Oh fuck off,” he replied. “Tomura just had to hold you for one minute and you shut the hell up! No he didn’t!” Twice smirks. “I said fuck off!” The purple man shouts angrily.
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smallandinnocent · 2 years
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takami-takami · 6 months
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cw: this is an age regression drabble. caregiver!keigo. keep all additions and tags strictly sfw.
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Keigo spent a majority of his life protecting people from a distance. 
He would, of course, always follow that twitch in his feathertips when they told him someone needed safety or comfort nearby. The act of protecting is one that scratches that intrinsic, unquenchable itch baked deep into his feathers and the fibers of his bone marrow beneath; but protection never quite felt tangible to him.
He always thought saving people meant giving yourself until you're empty and then turning heel to take flight. It meant making efficient use of your time, answering every "thank you, Hawks!" with a wink and a gust of his wings to speed away and save the next.
It meant never slowing down or seeing the fruits of your labor.
As a hero, Keigo's actions never felt solid in his hands— so he simply decided he felt that way because he wasn't trying hard enough; that he needed to clock longer hours and more frequent, grueling shifts.
But as a man, protecting you felt so much different from all that.
Keeping you safe is a slow, methodical process. It's a neverending pet project built with loving purpose and steady hands, armed with rolled up sleeves over the bicep and fuzzy teddy bears as his deadly arsenal.
Keigo has always been finely attuned to your little quirks, mannerisms, and subtle displays; so when your eyes go just the slightest bit fuzzy, fingertips wringing a frenzy against your bedsheets while you mumble in the cutest, clipped speech, he knows exactly what to do.
He can coax the tension out of your shoulders with his words alone. 
"You feeling small, baby?" He asks, voice barely above a whisper. Those golden eyes of his gently flick back and forth between yours when he sits, assessing your form curled in on itself against the headboard of your bed. 
And your shoulders droop instantly, nodding once. You gnaw at a chewed up cuticle. 
"Oh, baby, it's okay. S'okay, c'mere," Keigo whispers, arms open with grabby hands for you to crawl and nestle into his warmth. "Shhh, it's alright, little birdie. You can be small tonight. That okay? Wanna be small for me?" 
The thick of his warm palm cradles the back of your skull and you nod like he just offered you a lifeline. The barrel of his chest rises and falls with even breaths, sinking you further as you smush your cheek into the side of his neck with your eyes shut.
He smells nice. You sink even deeper.
Keigo sits cross legged on the bed and leans just the slightest bit back when you sink into him. Like this, he reminds you of an aged, sturdy tree; firm and unyielding with the slightest give, but always consistent and firmly rooted. 
Safe. Warm and safe. 
Always safe.
"Mm," you hum, feeling a bit fuzzier now. 
"Yeah?" Keigo answers. He pulls back to get a good look at you, and you see him smiling ear to ear as if that little sound you just gave was a whole speech. "Get comfy, cause I'm gonna spoil you tonight."
And spoil you he does. 
The next thing you know, Keigo has you sitting cross legged in front of him on the bed, ready to make a few last big decisions.
"Okay!" He chirps, placing two open palms in front of you for you to look at. "We're gonna pick, okay?" His rich voice guides you along gently, smoothly. "Just two, I prommy." 
You nod fervently at the reassurance, nearly straining your poor little neck with the motion. 
You have to think— which is scary— but it's only two times. You can do that. 
"Perfect, dove," Keigo praises as if he just read your mind.
The first question is easy. 
"Blanket fort," he says, clenching his left fist closed and open for emphasis. "Or bed?" He closes and opens the right.
If you were a smidge more lucid, you'd feel a twinge of remorse for how hard you slam down on his left palm.
"Sorry, 'Kei," you droop.
"Awww," Keigo coos genuinely. "You think you hurt me… That's so cute, dove! Yeah, you're a strong one, aint'cha?"
And just like that, you're smiling proud once  more. Keigo's heart soars at a job well done.
"One more and you're finished, little bird," he says seriously, like he's presenting you with a quest; and you nod your head with a furrowed brow to accept the challenge, a hero ready to conquer.
"Movie," he says, clenching one palm. "Or storytime?" He clenches the other.
Maybe you weren't quite as ready as you thought.
Tears begin to pinprick at the corners of your eyes. You fight back little hitched sniffles and sobs as you stand in the face of the mountain before you, trying to be brave.
"I… U-Uhm," you hiccup and stutter at the idea of thinking any more than you have to. 
Keigo considers stepping in. His feathers ruffle from the base to the edges of his wingspan, spine stiffening at the sight of you in distress. The itch begins to burn once more and—
You slowly place both palms face down in his, lip wobbling when you look at him. 
"Both?" He asks and your heart swells with gratitude that he picked up on your meaning— of course he would, you beam. Keigo's so smart.
You nod once.
"Both it is, sweetheart!" 
All other decisions from that point onward are made by Keigo himself.
Keigo decides to stand, hushing your blubbers with a kiss to your crown and a teddy placed in your hands to keep you company while he sets the scene.
Keigo decides on the color theme for tonight's blanket fort (baby blue), putting to good use his avian instincts of nest building when he selects the finest comforters and pillows to fluff and stack.
Keigo decides to hand you your fuzziest jammies and softest blankies while his feathers zip off to fetch your favorite mug carrying something hot for you to sip.
Keigo decides on the movie— something animated and lighthearted, a familiar favorite of yours. He suppresses a smile that twitches at the corners, thinking about how excited you're gonna get once you see. You'll squeak "that's my favorite!" like you don't say that every time, and he'll reply once again, "no way, mine too!" 
Keigo decides he selfishly gets more out of this than you do; but at the same time, unbeknownst to him, you decide the exact same thing.
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hollowtakami · 1 month
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MY LITTLE DOVE
CONTENT: caregiver!keigo + regressed!gn!reader, pet names (dove, little feather, baby bird), just a fluffy drabble to keep my mind out of a bad place.
AUTHOR NOTE: please keep interactions/tags for this post strictly SFW; ddlg/ageplay/pro+comship are not welcome.
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You could feel yourself slipping.
Huddled under a sea of blankets with an army of stuffies, chewing on the end of your sleeve, you fold into yourself.
The scent of your favourite stuffie under your nose would usually comfort you, but not right now. Above the surface of those blankets was a world. That alone was far too big and scary for you right now.
Your little heart pounded as you count the minutes on your fingers to ease your worries, startling at the faint sound of a door clicking open.
A small sigh and the shuffling of boots could be heard through the ajar door your bedroom, shoes kicked to the side of the rack and a jacket strung up on a hook as you heard a melodic voice call out to you.
“Baby bird, I’m back!” Keigo chirped, the baritone of his voice flooding your senses with warmth.
You do your best to ease the blankets off yourself and with clumsy movements, clutch your stuffie to your chest with your head down as you waddled over to the avian.
Keigo saw you emerge from your room like a lost spirit, floating over to him slowly. His face fell when he couldn’t see yours, his eyes soon clocked onto the stuffie and he soon softened.
“Hey there, dove,” his voice smoother than any sippie cup of warm milk before bed, lowered as to not startle you again. He extended a hand to you, gentle and inviting, whispering, “you feelin’ small?”
With a small nod you raise your head to look up, expecting to see even a small glimpse of annoyance in the suns of Keigo’s eyes; nothing.
He beamed when he saw your face, riddled with worry but willing to trust him. And trust him, you did.
You slowly shuffled into Keigo’s chest, babbling to yourself happily when you felt the tickle of his feathers cocoon around you. He patted your hair, kissing the crown of your head.
“C’mon, little feather,” Keigo smiled, “let’s get you cosy, yeah?”
When you were regressed, your age sometimes ranged. Keigo was no stranger to working with children due to his line of work, and so took to your regression quite well. Hidden behind a mask of tenderness was, at first, the fear of making you feel worse. Though, like a feather in the wind, the two of you found your flow.
“Okay, baby, sit on the bed for me while I find you some jammys, ‘kay?” Keigo softly directed, to which you did with a nod, your stuffie still with you.
Keigo sent a few feather dashing out of the room as he picked through the drawer where you kept your regression gear; pacifiers, sippy cups, your favourite pyjamas.
He turned with them in his hand, smiling to himself when he saw your demeanour light up at the sight. You clapped your hands together happily, letting Keigo get you out of your day clothes and into something comfier.
Keigo eventually got you into bed after calming you down when you got so giddy - he can’t lie to himself though, you were so adorable. He left the room for a moment, crossing his heart and promising you and your plush friend that he would be right back.
Sitting on the bed, tucked into a blanket with your stuffie huddled close to your chest, you popped your thumb into your mouth. You were too baby to think anything wrong of it, babbling to your stuffie about something as you subconsciously suckled and bit at your thumbnail.
Keigo soon came back into the room, a clean paci in his hands, his feathers carrying a tray lined with a sippy cup of warm milk and a plate of apple slices.
The avian clicked his tongue when he saw you mindlessly sucking your thumb, smiling as he helped the paci into your mouth and wiped your thumb.
“Save your teeth for these apple slices, baby,” Keigo smiled, his feathers resting back into his wings as the tray was set down onto the bed slowly, Keigo snuggled up to you, planting a kiss on your forehead.
You giggled as the scruff on his chin tickled your skin, your bubbly laughs making Keigo’s heart melt.
“C’mere, dove, let me help you with your snack, yeah?” Keigo softly suggested.
You nodded, too baby to want to feed yourself.
After a few slices, you finished off the sippy full of milk, eyes droopy. Setting the tray down on the bedside table, Keigo held you close in a blanket of his feathers, keeping you safe from any monsters while you and your stuffie got some well deserved rest.
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moths-wonderland · 6 months
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kinoko komori agere moodboard🍄✨❣️
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little-lain · 4 months
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Little!Bakugo headcanons !!
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💥 Little age ranges from 3-7, usually is in the older range
💥 Cgs switch between Dekusquad and Kiri
💥 Loves nesting in a bundle of heavy blankets, helps calm him down a ton
💥 Will babble about All Might once given the chance, especially with Izuku
💥 Will consume anything and everything that even has the slightest carbonation, he loves soda!
💥 Gets upset much more easily as a baby, and throws tantrums sometimes
💥 When that happens, it takes a lot for him to calm down as it's not ever really known what makes him upset
💥 Sometimes he wants to be left alone, sometimes he hates being alone, sometimes he doesn't know what he wants
💥 Of course, his cgs always make sure he knows that they're there for him always, no matter how much if a fight he puts up
💥 Once calm, he'll cling to them with a sniffle and just be held
💥 Definitely uses a weighted pillow or plushie, the pressure helps a lot
💥 Doesn't have either at the moment? His cgs can help with that!
💥 Squeezing or even laying on him would be most effective
💥 At the end of the day, he loves a good lullaby or song to snore away to while cuddling with a cg
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hii I have a request! (cg! tsuyu regressor! bakugou)
tsuyu finds bakugou regressed and hiding in a corner,crying because of stress,she decides to help him and even if he's reluctant at first (angrily telling her to 'go away') her comforting words and calm presence finally gets him to relax
i love this idea!!
tw; crying, light angst, nightmare mention, i don't think much else, let me know what else i should add!! ---
Asui had always been like a big sister to her friends. It was kind of second nature, after having helped raise her younger siblings. Sometimes being her friends 'big sister' was a bit more literal than she ever really expected.
She was trying to find Bakugou, as he was late to a study session that the class had organized. It was very unlike him, and Asui was worried. She wasn't the only one, but she was the first to volunteer to check on him. He could've just been asleep, or lost track of time studying on his own.
Asui approached the blonde's door, and was surprised and a little concerned when she heard quiet sniffles coming from inside the room. She checked the door handle, even more surprised to find it unlocked. Still, she knocked before entering, announcing herself. "Bakugou? May I come in, ribbit?" she asked.
The sniffling stopped all at once. It was quiet for a moment before she heard him say, "No! Go 'way! I w-wanna be alone right now!"
"You sound upset, Bakugou," Asui responded. "Is there anything you want me to get you? Some tea or something?"
"No! Go 'way! I don' want anythin', jus' to be alone!" Bakugou's voice cracked and it sounded like he sobbed a little. Asui slowly opened to door, just enough to peak her head in.
"Are you sure, ribbit?" She asked. Bakugou looked incredibly distraught. He had tears running down his face and had curled himself into a ball, sitting against the headboard of his bed. He shook slightly, as quiet sobs racked his body.
"Yeah! Go 'way!" Bakugou insisted.
"I'll go away if you really want me to, but something that always helps me feel better is talking about what's bothering me. Do you want talk?"
Bakugou hesitated before he answered that time, and Asui assumed that he was about to tell her to go away again, so she prepared to leave.
"I had a ni'mare..." Bakugou mumbled, curling up on himself more.
"A nightmare?" Asui asked, carefully opening the door a little wider so she could enter a little bit. She didn't want to fully invade his space, he might just get mad or feel trapped with her.
Bakugou nodded. "Is stupid... Should be o'er it by now..."
"Nightmares can be really scary, you're allowed to be upset by them," she reassured him. "I get upset by my nightmares all the time."
"But I'm no' supposed to be so- so- weak!" Bakugou sobbed. "I don' cry at dumb dreams!"
"Crying when you're scared doesn't make you weak, Bakugou. Everyone cries sometimes."
"Bi' boys don' cry..." Bakugou mumbled. "All Mi' doesn' cry..."
"Just because we don't see All Might cry a lot doesn't mean he doesn't cry at all, ribbit. And big boys are allowed to cry as much as they want. Crying helps a lot of people feel better." She smiled a bit. "You wanna know a secret, Bakugou?" Bakugou looked up at her, and wiped his eyes with his fist. His eyes were red and puffy, but he seemed to have calmed down a little.
"I like sec'ets..."
"I saw All Might cry once," she said. "Todoroki accidentally called him 'dad' and he started balling."
Bakugou laughed a little. "Tha's a stupid reason to cry."
Asui nodded. "It was kinda silly. So if All Might cries over silly reasons, why shouldn't you be allowed to cry over something scary?"
Bakugou sniffed a little bit. "Makes sense I guess.. T'ank you Tsu! You're really smart."
"Thank you Bakugou. That's very kind of you to say, ribbit." Asui positioned herself to leave. "I'm going to head down to the study group, do you wanna come with?"
Bakugou frowned. "No, you stay."
"Hm? How come?"
"Jus' until I'm big 'gain... Don' wanna go down small."
"Okay. Do you wanna play a game in the mean time, ribbit?" Asui fully entered his room and closed his door lightly. Bakugou lit up at the suggestion.
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Izuku being really awkward around little!Katsuki at first...
He's never heard of age regression beyond Katsuki's rough and unyielding explanation and so he wasn't sure what he was expecting when he'd gotten the text from Katsuki.
pls help, am little an hungy
That was all the text said and so Izuku wandered to the blond's room and was prepared for anything. They had talked about it weeks ago and this was the first time Izuku has heard the other bring it up since then. Izuku really felt honored when Katsuki asked him to be the one to take care of him when he regresses, even when Izuku didn't really understand it.
"Hey, uh.. kiddo?" Izuku calls out more like a question than a greeting when he opens the door, quickly closing it behind him. He felt so unsure of himself.
"Aauh," Katsuki speaks, sitting on the floor next to his bed with his legs spread straight out in front of him and no shirt in sight. He has a stuffed dog in front of him and a plastic dinosaur toy in one hand.
Izuku isn't sure what to do with that kind of response, so he just trudges forward, "Heard you were hungry, do you know what you want to eat?"
"Aurghaha-ah-ah," Katsuki brings the plastic dinosaur toy up to his mouth and pops the head in past his lips, his drool making the toy shine in the light from the overhead lamp.
God, Izuku wishes they had talked about things a little more. He didn't exactly know what to do. He can tell that Katsuki is probably really young and so that would explain his inability to form coherent sentences.
Izuku sits on the floor, crossing his legs pretzel style, and watches Katsuki play for a moment or two.
Katsuki babbles a little bit more and eventually grows tired of the toy in his hand and crawls closer to Izuku. The green-haired boy sits perfectly still and waits to see what the little is going to do.
Katsuki ends up resting his head on Izuku's shoulder and hugging the stuffed toy dog that he has tightly. He hums a little to himself and presses his nose into Izuku's shirt.
"Awwe," Izuku coos, relaxing his muscles a little so it is a bit more comfortable for Katsuki.
He thinks that they are going to be just fine like this, and secretly wonders if this is the only time that Katsuki really lets himself want physical affection. It would make sense because this is clearly Katsuki being incredibly vulnerable and Izuku is, once again, struck by how honored he is to see this part of his long-time friend and person. He wonders what else the two of them can do the next time Katsuki wants to involve him with his regression, so he makes a note to talk to the blond when he is big again. He tries not to mumble too much of this out loud.
Things are calm and peaceful for a moment. Izuku brings a hand up to run through Katsuki's hair, "little Kacchan..." Izuku coos again softly.
Then Katsuki's stomach growls loudly and he whines a little, pressing into Izuku a bit harder.
Oh yeah, Izuku thinks. He still needs to find the kid some food.
They will smooth these bumps out eventually, he just hopes Katsuki will give him just as much patience in return.
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sleepyherocloud · 11 months
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Hello and welcome to my account!
•I love writing and will write anything MHA- just no smut or anything I’m not capable/comfortable with doing so.
• this account will just be random jumbos of things I’m not fully sure.
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smallandinnocent · 1 year
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