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yoshikage-kiras-slut · 2 years

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You can't fall asleep despite following what your husband does to get a well rested sleep (you blamed it on this book). But it's a good thing he doesn't mind losing some sleep just for you, albeit a bit cranky.

Fluffy times with the one and only Yoshikage Kira.

"(Y/N), it's 3AM in the morning, what is the matter dear?" Your husband groaned as he turned to his side to face towards you. You were sitting up right in your shared bed, crouched over and reading a book. It turned out that you were a bit too invested in the plot and before you know it, it was impossible to sleep.

Of course, Kira did not like this. He took pride in his health and how he always woke up refreshed. He was a stickler for his sleep, and definitely hated to lose any. Typically, he would ignore you to continue it, if it wasn't for your constant shuffling in the sheets and your hushed bouts of giggles, reading whatever you were reading to make you react this way.

You glanced towards him, finally settling down your book.

"Oops, sorry, did I wake you up? It's just there was this part and I was just going to end it there- but..." You quickly changed topic, "I don't think I did anything to wake you up?"

He glared at you, violet eyes seemingly glowing in the dark. It's rather obvious that you did but you are trying your best to play dumb, which of course wouldn't work on someone as clever as him.

However, he shifted his gaze towards the book on your lap and you are hoping that he wasn't going to use Killer Queen to set the book ablaze because you were right at the story's climax. Before anything could happen though, you quickly but delicately ran your hand through his hair as you sank back down into bed. You could see his expression soften, and you internally sighed in relief.

"Don't ever let this happen again. I have work in the morning." Oh god, he really isn't letting you off the hook.

Smiling sheepishly, you turned to properly face him while moving your hands down to his face before holding his hand in silent apology. You tried to contain your laughter as you noticed Kira stiffen before relaxing again. It was always so amusing to you how Kira was so weak to you touching him like this.

You then proceeded to make yourself comfortable, still holding his hand and once you found that one position, you decided to close your eyes- oh you feel a weight on your chest- and immediately opened them. Your husband has just decided to rest his head on your chest, moving the book forgotten on your lap properly onto the night stand (meticulous), all while still having a firm grasp on your hand, which you had to admit was pretty impressive.

He then proceeded to plant delicate butterfly kisses all over your knuckles until he fell asleep, just like a child being soothed by a paci. God, he was so cute when he isn't grumpy or in a weird mood you sometimes find him in.

Pretty soon, your hand was free from his grasp and you placed it on top of his back, rubbing it gently before falling asleep yourself.

Ah yes, and just like this, you are spending another peaceful night with your husband.

#yoshikage kira x reader #jjba headcanons #self indulgence babey #jjba part 4 #kira yoshikage x reader #kira yoshikage #kira fanfiction

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sebsxphia · 11 months

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seb!!! I dont think you understand just how much lost serotonin you have single handedly unlocked in my brain with your ideas today 🥺🫶🏻 now I can’t stop thinking about Rhett’s ranch house being so accommodating for your regression!! it’s all I wanna write about rn 🥺 like just think of them having a itty bitty garden section just for you to go dig in and be messy in!!! in ur little overalls and butterfly paci 🥺 rahhhh

cam!!!! i’m so pleased to hear that bless you 🥹 but i hope you know how much you’ve given me with your sweet responses!!!! 🫶🏼

ohhhhh yes yes yes!!! rhett and bobby wanted to make it child safe the moment they could. there’s a small flower bed section which is completely yours. sometimes you grow flowers, which is encouraged by bobby, sometimes you make mud pies, which is encouraged by rhett.

for the most part, you do have matching pacifiers for the outfit or activity and your butterfly paci is definitely one of your favourites! it’s clipped onto your overalls with a matching clip. bobby or rhett have to be there to watch over you in case the paci gets dirty and they need to clean it.

there’s little garden toys and tools that are kid safe and rhett would build you a swing too! all made out of wood and you painted it with him and bobby. it was the sweetest sound hearing your sweet laugh in the warm summer evenings.

they highly encourage you to be, and feel safe, when little all around the house. everything that you shouldn’t have is off limits. there’s little spots of you around the house. children’s book case, stuffy here and there, pacifer clip hanging off, romper hanging up on the washing line. it’s a perfect save haven for you and your daddies 🥰

thank you so much for this totally sweet, sweet thought my love! ilysm! 💌💗🫶🏼

#💌you’ve got mail #peachystenbrough <33 #rhett abbott #robert bob floyd #rhett abbott x little!reader #bob x little!reader #sebs agere #sebs masterlist

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ace-of-gay · 2 years

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Please stay close

Stucky x little trans reader

For my ftm trans littles

Pre-transition, use of chest binder

Warnings: age regression, names like daddy, little boy, bubbas, bub, baby, etc. Mention of , paci, stuffys.reader gets misgenderd once but thats it.This was falsely labeled as ddl(gn) at one point

Edited to the best of my ability.

2,341 words

(I kinda strayed from the prompt for a bit haha)

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They’re more than used to your antics when you three are at home, but oh is it a different outcome when you leave the house and you’re little, you just cant stay put, they don’t blame you for it, you’ve got the curiosity a dog has to a butterfly in the wind. They absolutely love how care free you are when you’re little, but when they cant find you anywhere while grocery shopping cause you’re practically in the stuffy bin takin out the jumbo bear you found, it terrifies them.

The what-ifs running through their minds whenever this happens as they try to blankly console each other, you’re just their sweet little baby boy, the world is a cruel place and would easily take advantage of you, knowing how overwhelming it would be at the hand of a strangers chaos. They walk over to the toy section as they’ve had to do this many times, twice today, Bucky going around the corner to the last aisle for toys and hasn't seen any trace of you, Steve having gone the opposite direction to double the chances of finding you, they both meet up in the middle near the board games, both more worried than before until the giant teddy in the jumbo stuffy bin moves.

They both look to each other before making their way to the box and there you are cuddled up against the giant bear, head leaning on his tummy and hands clutching his soft fur.

"Buddy?" Bucky calls your attention, your head turns quickly catching both daddy’s eyes in your own, they have to hold back their coos in adoration, your sweet, yet sleepy eyes big as ever, the biggest grin they’ve ever seen growing on your cheeks, your paci bobbing as you chirp in joy.

You reach your arms out for one of them and Steve picks you up out of the stuffy bin, "baby, you cant run off like that, you have to wait until after we shop and than we can look"

You choke out an exasperated sigh, leaning your head on his shoulders as he follows Bucky, carrying you back to the cart, your paci falls out when you shift your head and yawn, neither of them notice though.

Steve sets you in the basket of the cart and chuckles at your pout, assuming its because you don’t want to be in the cart.

They go about the rest of their shopping, constantly handing you items to put into the basket all around you, not wanting to upset them any more than you think you have you stay quiet, only nodding your head yes or no when they ask you about if you’d eat something if they get it.

luckily they only needed a few times they head to the front of the store, they check out go to the car and finally after twenty minutes they pull into the drive way, your paci never to seen again and it breaks your heart.

Your lip starts to wobble and your eyes water and when Bucky comes around to get you unbuckled you burst into tears prompting him to pick you up, searching the back of the car for your paci to help console you, "what happened to your paci?" and it only causes you to cry harder catching Steve’s attention as he comes back outside to grab the rest of the bags nodding to the house for Bucky to take you inside.

"At stowe, I drop it on accident"

"Why didn't you tell us to grab it bubbas?"

You rest you head down hiding your eyes in the crook of his neck, hiccupping behind your sob, "din wan be bad again, din wanna upset you more"

"You wouldn't have upset us Hun, we weren’t upset we were just very worried" he kisses your temple and takes you inside where Steve is unpacking the grocery’s, your whines and murmurs calling him over, Bucky swaying you, trying his best to sooth your tears, Bucky turns himself just slightly so you can look at Stevie, "do you want daddy? He knows where all your pacis are, you nod leaning over to Steve wraping your arms around his shoulders letting him take you instead.

He takes you to the playroom and steps over the baby gate, you tighten your grip whining, thinking he’s going to leave you in here while he looks for a paci, "no, no, I know baby I’m not putting you down"

He grabs the paci from the colorful letter mat wiping it off and handing it to you letting you take it with a hum, he walks back out to the living room where Bucky is seated.

"We'll go to the shops tomorrow so you can find a new one and well modify it afterwards, okay?" You hum in agreement when leaning into Bucky’s touch.

"Little bug, its almost lunch time but before we do that we gotta talk about you running off" you look up at Steve, and than over to Bucky.

"When were out of the house you’ve hold at least one of our hands"

"When you see something that you want to look at, you tell us so we can keep you safe, does that seem fair? " Bucky adds.

You nod in agreement curling farther into his side, eyes feeling heavy, " c’mere bubbas- he lifts you into his lap holding you close to his chest- you can rest your eyes for a few minutes while daddy gets your lich situated and than you can take a nap okay?"

You don’t respond but the answer is simple to determine anyway.

After lunch and a two hour nap, having been cuddled between your daddies, you’re now bouncing off the walls with energy, your stuffy in clutch and the sippy Bucky handed you while Steve helped you build another block tower just for you to push it over making a bunch of sound, you fall back in hysterical laughter, Bucky pulls you into his, holding your arms to your sides while hugging you, "daddy’s gon getcha".

You start writhing in his hold trying to get away, "no-no-no-no-no, daddy nooo", your legs flailing as Steve moves his fingers against your sides and tummy, laughter breaking through your words.

His hands still when your voice goes silent in gasps for air, "do you wanna go to the park?" Bucky pecks your cheek urging the question further, looking up at him the best you can, you nod vigorously causing them both to laugh. "Lets clean up the blocks and than we can go.

The blocks all cleaned up a bit ago, wearing one of daddy Steve’s hoodies and you’re near the little turtle and duck pond in the middle of the park, the urge to go look growing in your chest and you become more aware of Steve’s left hand in your right and remembering what you've got to do. You tug twice on his arm, making eye contact, your big doe eyes pleading to wander near the pond.

He shoots a proud look at Bucky before they let you lead them, excitement riddling your body you get close enough that Steve drops your hand, "go ahead" you run up to the edge looking in, bending down to touch a turtles shell making you look back at them with an elated grin.

"Did you find a friend bub?"

You nod with exaggerated excitement until a loud woman holding hands with her little comes over, "what'd you find baby girl, can my sweet Avery pet the turtle too?"

The words leeching into your mind prompting irritating thoughts, do you not pass? You don’t look like a girl, you’re not a girl, you are your daddy’s good little boy.

"(Y/n) is a boy, please don’t call him anything other than that" Bucky steps closer pulling you up into his arms and your daddies start walking you over to a separate part of the pond with more turtles, "you’re our handsome little boy, you don’t look anything like a girl bub, some people are just mean"

Bucky dries your eyes from the rogue tears shed.

he sets you back down, Steve and him both sit on their knees, you following suit, "look at the pretty ducks and ducklings " Steve says pointing out to the group nearby, you nod leaning into his side, she really made you feel icky, he runs his hand over your back placing a kiss to the crown of your head, "do we wanna go home?, did someone ruin the excitement?" You nod wiping your tears with the hoodie sleeve, "I’m sorry bub, people can be so mean" he stands up picking you up and placing you on his hip, burying your face into his shoulder, Bucky following rubbing your back.

You fall asleep in Steve’s hold and Bucky’s constant commentary of soothing words to help calm your dysphoria.

Getting home they get you changed and out of your chest binder, and getting into their own pajamas and cuddling up with you close between them.

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You wake up with a happy start to the day, you get your new paci today and you really want to make it look just like the other one, you push on Bucky trying to wake him up but he doesn't budge, trying Steve next he doesn't either so you get the bright idea to bring them both coffee, you run out of the room, against your knowledge they were awake just messing with you, "how long do you think we can stay in bed for?" Steve murmurs wrapping his arms around Bucky pulling him closer, "dunno" hummed in response, you come slowly trudging back in focusing really hard on not spilling the coffees that you don’t notice theyre cuddled awake waiting for you to return, "i bring'd coffee", they both take a cup and let you crawl between them, "thank you bub" Steve pecks your cheek, you nod, "tan we go store when you done?" Bucky pretends to think, I don’t see why not" you squeal carefully hugging him and than Steve.

After they finish they help you get ready and get into the car, once at the store you really want to run off to the adult paci section (just imagine) but following what you remember you latch onto both daddies hands, practically dragging them to the designated location.

You reach up grabbing the one of your choice, turning around showing them, "dis one?"

"Is that the only one? You can grab two if you want" Bucky urges, your eyes light up in delight, I can?" And Steve nods in agreement to Bucky’s, you grab one with chevrons on the button and hold them out, Steve accepts them and takes your hand in his.

"You guys go check out ill meet you at the car I’ve got to do something"

Bucky does as he said, putting a bag in the trunk, and hopping in looking back to make sure you’re fastened in your seat before driving home, the pretty lights outside you don’t notice your daddies are talking to you. Once home you wait as patiently as you possibly can to go inside, dancing and hopping in excitement while one of them unlocks the door, you hand the pacis to Bucky, "open please?" And he does, banding them back to you, "good manners bub, whatcha gonna decorate them as?"

"Is secret but I show you when I done.

You run off to your room taking the deco paci kit you created out, taking all the predetermined beads and the nontoxic glue

Out spelling out 'daddys boy' with a similar button deco to the one you lost inevitably remaking the first paci they ever bought you from a custom creator.

Once done and dry you put it back together, cleaning up your space tucking the second one into the kit and putting the kit away, you take off to the living room where they’re watching something on the tv cuddled up waiting, holding it behind your back rocking from your heels to your toes.

"Did you finish it? Steve asks before Bucky gets the chance, you nod holding it out for them to see, a soft smile crosses both daddies faces, "you’re so cute bub,"- "we love you so much baby" Steve interrupts Bucky, as he pulls you into his lap decorating your heated cheeks in scattered kisses, Bucky goes to the kitchen returning just moments later holding out a tuxedo cat stuffy, your grin taking him into your arms and hugging him close, "you’ve been good, you caught on to our request very quickly" you turn around to show Stevie, "mhm, he’s very cute, what do we say?"

You lean over to Bucky, encapsulating him in a hug, "fank you daddy", "of course baby, whatcha gonna name him?" You shrug, your attention being caught by the movie coming on.

You spent the rest of the day cuddled with both daddies at your sides, holding you close even through nap time.

You may occasionally almost forget to take one of their hands but always turn your self right back around when that happens joining them, completely dismissing the thing you wanted to look at until one of them would walk that way.

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This was a request from someone I’m keeping anonymous, and I’m so very sorry it took me so long, between several bad days, and no motivation until the other day id be kinda at a stand still, I appreciate anons patience and being understanding to the situation and the kind words they said when I would apologize but here it finally is. <3 much love ~Ace~

#bucky x gn!reader #bucky fluff #bucky imagine #bucky x reader #daddy bucky #daddy bucky x little reader #daddy! steve rogers #daddy! steve x little! reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x little!reader #steve rodgers x reader #bucky x ftm reader #bucky x trans reader #steve rogers x trans reader #steve rogers x ftm reader

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baby-dr1ver · 3 years

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Daddy!Bucky imagine:

Bucky keeps growing his long hair out because he knows that little!reader loves to play with it and he’s a really sweet daddy? Just overall fluffiness!

NONNIE OMG YES, I just dropped everything I was doing to write this

pairing: daddy!bucky x little!reader

rating/warnings: it's all fluff

Bucky was never a fan of long hair. It was to hard to keep up with, and it always got in his way during a fight. The first time he got a haircut, you cried. You cried for days. He didn't realize that it wuld make you so upset.

So, Bucky did what any good daddy would do, let it grow.

"Daddy look! Your hairs so long!" You yelled, jumping up and down. He smiled at your little antics. "Yeah sweetheart!" You giggled even more. Bucky guided you to the living room, and put on your favorite movie, tangled. Another squeal came out of you as you plopped on the couch.

Bucky grabbed your paci, and stuffed it in your mouth. "Fanks dada" He smiled ans ruffled your hair. He went to go sit on the couch next to you but, you whined and tugged on his sleeve. "What's up love bug?" You whined again and pointed to the floor. Bucky tilted his head in confusion. "I don't understand what you need sweet girl, can you use your words?" He asked softly. You only whined and made grabby hands at his hair. "Oh! You want to play with my hair huh?" Your head nodded frantically.

"Alright hold on, I'll get a brush and some clips. Stay here." He left the room, and let you watch the movie. So immersed in the movie you almsot didn't see Bucky walk back in the room. He walked over and gave your head a scratch, catching your attention. You perked up, watching him sit down in front of the couch. He handed you the brush and some butterfly clips.

You started to gently brush through his long locks. “Mmmm feels good sweetheart.” Your light giggles made him smile, even if you couldn’t see it. He felt you start to braid his hair, tugging on the strands a little harder. “careful my love, don’t tug too hard” He said gently. You let out a gasp, as if he had a bleeding bullet wound. “Sowwy” You scoot closer to edge of the couch, placing your legs over Bucky’s shoulders. He grabbed your calfs, and gave the left one a kiss, emitting more giggles. “Tickles”

He stayed like that for awhile, letting you tug on his hair, tying it up, putting clips in it. He was content, watching disney movies letting his baby make him up. “done dada!” He got his phone out, opened the camera and smiled. “Wow sweet girl, I look great! Good job!” He blushed at his praise. “Fanks dada”

“Let’s take a picture” He held the phone up so it could see your face and his. His hair was covered in colored butterfly clips, and differetn braids all around. “Say cheese!”

“Cheese!” click

You grabbed the phone from him and laughed at how you looked. “Pretty”

“Aw thanks my love” Bucky got on the couch and pulled you into his lap. “wuvs” Your speech slurred, falling to deep. But he understood, “I love you more”

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ohayopoko · 3 years

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Young Carla Jaeger Headcanons (NSFW)

Note: Y’all the next fanfic I’m working on includes Carla so I’m tryna get comfortable writing her lol

(Y’all plz listen to the song, It’s Carla’s Anthem!👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾)

-Carla was the original hot girl back in her day, couldn’t 👏🏻N O B O D Y 👏🏻 tell miss Carla a damn thang!

-She’s inked out with a black dragon tattoo on her thigh that reaches up her right ass cheek and ends at her calve.

-Carla also has a tattoo sleeve of colorful butterflies on her left arm

-Yes! Hot Girl has a tramp stamp and you already know it’s a 🍒, bitchhhh!😝

-Carla guzzles a mean dick, real definition of 🎶Throat Babyyy🎶

-Carla’s a passionate lover so you know she’s slurping them balls and licking the taint and the way she innocently looks up at ‘em with those sexy cat eyes will have that man ready to risk it all🤤

-Carla has a slick mouth and you know she’s gonna talk her shit right the fuck back 👏🏻🙅🏻‍♀️

-Of fucking course Carla was banging in her day, win or lose she was throwin’ dem bitches at any and everybody 🤙🏻💯

-Y’all think y’all finna jump on Carla? Guess what? Here come Kuchel fucking bitches up behind Carla🥳👊🏻

-Ain’t no “I don’t eat pussy,” with Carla cause when she sits back and opens her legs you better dive in the pussy like dolphins or simply drown, your choice 🤷🏻‍♀️

“Come suck this pussy like a paci,” Carla’s smirking as she pulls her legs back and rubs her beefy pussy real slow and sensual. “Promise it won’t bite.”

-Carla’s a classy gal, likes to give her pussy new hair-do’s every month. It could be landing strip this time and a heart next time- you never know with Carla💅🏻

-Hot girl likes to drive the boat, Henny, Tequila, Ciroc, Grey Goose it doesn’t matter Carla will fuckin drink it💃🏻

-Ends up in Grisha’s emergency room more than a few times due to her drinking

“Carla you only have one kidney left-“

“I’m here for a good time, not a long time now give me the fuckin pills. I’m already late for work,”

“Where you’re going to go drink again?! Carla?!”

“Listen, Grisha, I’m unfuckwitable, okay? I can’t be fucked with- now pills, bitch.”

-Kuchel is Carla’s BITCH there’s no where you’d see Kuchel and Carla wasn’t close behind 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩🤞🏻💗

-Carla and Kuchel’s friendship dynamic is more like a little sister big sister dynamic since Kuchel’s a few years older

-Carla wasn’t popular but she had a good handful of friends she could count and it was always a movie when they got together

-All of her friends died young and Carla went to each and every funeral and a little piece of her died with each friend

-You know that one boy every girl would give the pussy to on a platter? For Carla that boy was Eren Kruger👅🥴

-That boy made her pussy hot every time she saw him and it didn’t matter that he was a toxic ex she couldn’t stop fucking with for the life of her🤦🏻‍♀️

-It was okay because Carla was a good looking bitch with a devilish pussy and Eren Kruger couldn’t stay away from her either😏

-Bitch you already know Carla busted that pussy open in the mall, the bar, the backseat of his car fuck, she’d bust the pussy open on the island of Waikiki if he told her to💁🏻‍♀️😜

-There was no such thing as gentle sex with Eren Kruger, it was fast, passionate and furious

-His favorite position was backshots with belt tied tight around her neck he yanked when he started drilling deep in Carla’s poor pussy💦😣

-That boy ripped her pussy open and sent her home to sew it up but Carla didn’t care cause she was in Eren’s business, in his face, on his dick the next day

-Carla never took Grisha seriously, always dubbing him whenever he tried to get on to her cause she didn’t have no time to be worrying abt his old ass

-Grisha’s determined and that’s the only reason she ever gave in (and he got money sooo👀)

-Y’all already know who she named her son after🤪

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #carla jaeger #Carla Yeager #Carla x Eren Kruger #Carla x grisha #Eren Kruger #Eren Kruger headcanons #Carla jaeger x Eren Kruger #Carla headcanons #Carla jaeger headcanons #Carla Yeager headcanons #eren brainrot #eren jaeger #eren headcanons #kuchel ackerman #kuchel Ackerman headcanons #SoundCloud

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pookiepoodle · 3 years

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The boys buy you a paci! ft. Nekoma

SO, these are intended to be carer x little relationships. I want the reader to keep in mind that this is non-sexual ageplay, but they can still be dating their carer. It’s up to the reader if you want it to be more than just a carer relationship, but no sexy stuff in little space! Next, all of the pacis have links if you like them, but a lot of them are meant for real babies, though to be fair, i feel like sometimes the size isn’t too much of an issue. I prefer simpler pacis as a little and a lot of adult ones are either plain or covered in rhinestones. Finally, enjoy!!!

For other parts of series:

Shiratorizawa, Karasuno, Aoba Johsai

Kuroo

https://www.zazzle.com/pink+pacifiers

Kuroo is a Daddy, do not question this. He loves to spoil and take care of you, so when he sees you always sucking on your thumb or knuckles, he decides it’s time for a paci. A Kitten needs a matching paci, hence the design choice. You’re at practice with him when he gifts you this (the whole team know about you and adore you, both in and out of little space). You’re so cute, gently sucking on it, that he can barely focus on practice so from then on, you sadly can’t use it at his practices.

Kenma

https://ddlgplayground.com/products/gamer-baby-deco-pacifier

Kenma has plenty of money to spare and with his gaming, there are times when you need to be soothed and he can’t do it. Hence, a pretty paci fit for his little gamer. Now, he is normally a simpler kinda guy, but when it comes to you, everything’s different. You’re so bright and he doesn’t want you to tone down your cuteness for him, hence the rhinestones. Hopefully, they can keep you quiet when he’s streaming.

Lev

https://lioree.com/collections/pacifiers/products/butterfly-crystals-paci-clip-set

I am going to be honest, Alisa picked this out (with Lev of course!) (i get strong mommy vibes). It’s honestly so beautiful that you wear it in public and people have to take a second glance. Plus, if people are mean, Lev will be there to defend you. But do not be surprised to open up a fashion magazine and find that your stunning paci is now all the rage, thanks to Alisa and Lev’s constant praising of you and it.

Yaku

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Forest-Green-Adult-Pacifier-Dummy-abdl-ddlg-mdlg-cglg-cglb-mdlb-ddlb-ageplay-ab-/284006376980

Okay so the story for how he got you this one is pretty adorable, since when you tell your friends (if they know you’re little) about how it’s your favourite, they stare at you because to them, it looks like a cheap paci from a drugstore. Which, to be fair, it is. But, you got this when you and Yaku decided to go hiking and you ended up losing your paci. You were upset and tried to tell Yaku that it was fine but he drove all the way back to the nearest town just to get you another one.

Yamamoto

https://www.cxc.com.cy/product/nuk-space-soother-tiger-pacifier/

Okay so Yamamoto’s last name means “Fierce Tiger” so you always call him Tiger, since he’s so protective over you, especially when you’re in headspace. So, it’s not a shock that he wants to give you tons of tiger patterned gifts, from notebooks to keychains and yes, even your beloved paci.

Kai

https://www.elodiedetails.com/en-UK/baby-accessories/soothers/pacifier-golden-vintage-flower

Kai is a quiet, simple man. He speaks more with his actions as both a man and a gardener, letting his work outside talk for him. He isn’t one for glitz and glamour, but rather, the simpler things in life. So, when he gave you a new paci, you were delighted by the stunning pattern, which was sweet and vintage. Of course, the flowers and other vegetation printed on it remind you of him and his hard work too.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #little space #little space headcanons #haikyuu little space #little reader #kuroo x reader #kenma x reader #yaku x reader #lev x reader #yamamoto x reader #kai x reader

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babysizedfics · 4 years

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Hey uhh not to be a bother or anything but I’ve been having a tough time recently and your writing makes me smile so I wanna say thank you. And if you wouldn’t mind, do you think you could do a HC or those little mini stories you do with Patton and Virgil being cuddly together after Virgil being awake half the night? Maybe he has a routine he does with Virgil whenever he can’t sleep? If you can’t it’s okay. ❤️❤️

It's not a bother at all, I'm sorry you've had a rough time :( I hope this can bring some comfort!

EDIT: I didn't expect this to be a ficlet at all but it happened anyway! This was really sweet and fun to write, thank you for suggesting it <3

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Title: Pillow

Summary: Virgil can't sleep. Papa Patton knows exactly how to get him to relax.

Word count: 2,000

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When Virgil and Roman are both awake late at night, they have sleepovers... but on this particular night, when Virgil texts his brother "Hey you awake?" there is no reply. He waits a good hour, just in case Roman was just busy with something. But he soon realises Roman must be asleep for once.

It's not that Virgil isn't tired - he's exhausted - but his anxiety has been high for a couple of days. There is no obvious reason, sometimes it just acts up like that and it's incredibly annoying. He can't get to sleep because his mind is positively racing with worries and disastrous scenarios and insecurities. They're loud.

He tries to get through it alone. He went on Tumblr for a bit but most bloggers were asleep. He listened to some upbeat music to try to lift his mood but it just hurt his ears. He actually tried to be little on his own for the first time in months, but all it did was make him upset and remember all the times he was lonely and regressed and scared and suddenly he just can't be alone anymore.

He tiptoes to Patton's room, all the while internally berating himself. He's been busy this week, he needs time to rest. And you already cause him so much trouble being little all the time. You shouldn't wake him, it's not fair on him.

But by the time he has reached the door, and before he turns back having second thoughts, the door swings open. It always surprised Virgil just how light a sleeper Patton was.

'Vee? Are you okay, sweetheart?' Patton asks, immediately holding his arms out for Virgil.

He hurries into Patton's embrace and grips onto his pyjama shirt tightly, not daring to look up from the ground. Because Patton thinks he's little, doesn't he? Baby Vee is always allowed to wake up his Papa and Mama if he has a nightmare or an accident, but is adult Virgil allowed to?

But it's impossible to pretend he's regressed. Virgil hardly knows what he actually behaves like when he's little, and he can't bring himself to pretend. 'I'm... I dunno, I just can't sleep.'

A soft, warm thing presses to his forehead - a fingertip. 'Yucky thoughts?' Patton whispers, gently stroking over Virgil's brow.

With a small sigh, Virgil simply nods. His eyes are heavy and fall shut, letting the soothing touch calm him instantly.

'Let's get you a bottle, baby.'

Virgil's eyes snap open and he meets Patton's gaze at last. There is only compassion and fondness in the deep brown irises.

'But I'm not little,' Virgil says, frowning slightly. The only times Patton gave him a bottle was when he was either regressed or Patton needed him to be regressed. And even then it was only after Virgil had a panic attack or a nightmare, neither of which was true tonight.

Patton smiles and tucks Virgil's curtain of bangs behind his ear with thick fingertips. 'That doesn't mean we can't relax together. I'm not planning to sleep soon anyway.' He pulls Virgil into his arms again and the anxious side goes willingly, resting his cheek against the barrel chest and breathing deeply with each thumping beat of his Papa's heart. 'Doesn't warm milk and In The Night Garden sound relaxing, honey?'

Virgil merely nods. He's not little, but that does sound calming.

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Within minutes - and after a quick detour to Virgil's room where they acquired Minty - they're in the kitchen. Usually, Virgil would not like to be in the room when the stove is on since it is an open flame. Watching the bright blue flames dance precariously around the saucepan of oat milk makes Virgil's heart leap with every flicker. But he couldn't bear the idea of being away from Patton's side at that moment.

'See, nothing happened,' Patton says, extinguishing the flame and stirring the milk. 'We're all safe, stormcloud.'

Virgil swallows around a lump of nerves and starts picking at his lower lip with his fingernails. He grips Minty tighter to his chest with his other hand. 'All safe,' he repeats under his breath.

There is a metallic clatter and Virgil lifts his gaze from his feet which swing back and forth as he sits on a tall barstool. Papa is smiling at him, the wooden mixing spoon abandoned in the saucepan. 'You're such a brave boy.'

Warmth blooms on Virgil's cheeks. He shakes his head and pulls Minty up to his chin. 'No 'm not.'

'Yes you are,' Patton insists. He makes quick work of transferring the milk into one of Virgil's baby bottles. The sight of it - with a vintage-style image of Eeyore and some butterflies printed onto the side of it - puts a warm, swirly feeling in Virgil's chest. Papa walks over to him and strokes his cheek. It's kind of cold. 'You're my brave little baby.'

All of a sudden tears are burning Virgil's eyes. He takes the tip of his thumb out from between his lips. (When did that get there?) Talking is harder than he remembers it being a few minutes ago. 'No brave... th-scared.'

'Y'know you're allowed to be brave and scared,' Papa says and makes a surprised face. He puts his hands on Virgil's sides and then there's a whoosh of air and the seat is gone under him but now Papa's arm is under him. Virgil is being carried on Papa's hip.

He holds Papa's shoulder tight with one hand, Minty balanced in the crook of his arm. His thumb is back in his mouth. 'Bof?' he whispers.

'Mhm, both. Brave means you do things even when they're scary. Because you know it's important.' Papa kisses Virgil's forehead and it makes him smile. 'Were you scared to come get Papa?'

Virgil looks up at his papa and doesn't know what Papa feels. Does he look sad? Angry? He's not smiling. He doesn't look very happy. Tears start falling down Virgil's cheeks and he whimpers.

'Shh, baby, it's okay if you were scared. Papa's not angry or upset with you.' Then the world is a bit bouncy and Virgil doesn't know why but it makes him stop crying.

He sniffles and it's wet and kind of yucky. He wriggles and tries to hug Papa tighter but it's hard 'cause he's cuddling Minty too. Papa's arm under him is going up and down but then it stops and pulls him closer, tighter, stronger. The world isn't bouncy anymore but it's warm because Papa is warm. And it's nice.

'It was a bit scary to come and get Papa, wasn't it, sweetie?'

Virgil sucks his thumb more. He nods then a little sound comes out from his throat. Another tear trickles down his cheek.

Papa kisses it away. 'And even though it was scary, my clever little stormcloud came to get me anyway because he knew it was the right thing to do.' Another kiss on his other cheek made Virgil hum. 'I think that's very brave.'

For a bit, Virgil tries to remember why he thought he wasn't brave. But it's really tricky. Memories are fuzzy. Plus Papa always knew way more than he did. So Virgil must have been brave.

That makes another smile stretch his lips, bigger this time. His thumb slips out of his mouth.

'There's my happy little baby!' Papa says and smiles big and squiggles a finger on Virgil's side.

It tickles and Virgil giggles. 'Papa, tibble!' Then his head feels foggy and heavy. Then he yawns and the feeling goes away.

'Aww, precious boy. Let's go get you a diaper, then we're gonna have milk and watch Iggle Piggle!'

That's one of Virgil's favorite things to do in the whole world! He nods and kicks his feet a little bit, trying to show that he wants to get moving.

'All right, all right, I get it,' Papa laughs. Then they start moving. 'Giddyup Papa, huh?'

More giggles come from Virgil's lips and he rests his head on Papa's shoulder as they go back upstairs.

Getting changed into a diaper used to be really scary, but now it's okay. Papa smiles at him and sings a pretty song really quiet and Virgil is allowed to hug Minty really tight when he doesn't like a feeling. Then he is changed and it's soft and comfy and it makes him feel really safe and happy. It makes funny crinkly noises and they make tingles go all over his head and he thinks he is floating.

Virgil doesn't remember how, but then there is a paci in his mouth. Pacis are smooth on his tongue! And then they are on the couch in the living room and there is the In The Night Garden music coming from the TV.

He looks around, confused. Where did his room go? He wriggles in Papa's lap and whines, 'Baba.'

'What's wrong, baby?' Papa asks.

Virgil pouts. He wants to know where his room went and where Minty went, but he can't move his mouth. He squeezes the soft stuff in his hands tighter. Then he gasps and looks down. Minty! He cuddles the dino to his chest and smiles.

'You love Minty, don't you, Vee?'

Virgil nods his head. 'Wub.'

There are fingers in his hair, stroking. It makes more of those tingles go over him, like when it's bathtime and Papa pours warm water on his back. It's really nice. 'Can Papa give you your bottle now?'

That question is kind of hard. Papa wants to give Virgil something. But now. Does Papa want to know when Vee wants something? Virgil is confused and it's not a nice feeling. He looks at Papa and tries to tell him that with his eyes.

'Oh, you're super tiny tonight. That was a bit advanced for you then,' Papa says really quiet. Virgil definitely doesn't know what that means. 'Do you want your milky?'

That question was a bit louder and it makes lots more sense. Virgil whines and scrunches his toes in the couch cushion. It means yes and Papa usually knows that.

'Come here, angel,' Papa whispers. He wraps his arms around Virgil and turns him. Virgil isn't facing Papa and sitting up anymore, now he's sideways in Papa's lap. He's kind of lying down, but instead of a pillow under his head, it's Papa's arm. It's warmer and stronger and safer than a pillow.

Then Virgil's mouth is empty. He doesn't like it. There's no more smooth on his tongue, the pretty paci is gone. He whines and feels tears building in his eyes again. He wants his paci back.

Iggle Piggle is jingling and squeaking on the TV.

There's a different smooth on his tongue now. It's warm and it tastes different, but it's still smooth. Virgil sighs and sucks on it like a paci, then there's sweet, creamy, warm stuff on the back of his tongue and he swallows it. It makes his tummy happy. Milk!

A quiet, happy sound comes from him and he keeps drinking the milk. The strong, warm pillow lifts his head up a little bit more then puts his head on something else. It's a bigger, warmer, softer, stronger pillow. It goes Boom boom, Boom boom, Boom boom. Virgil likes this one the best.

Things are different then. The room is a little bit darker and it makes Virgil's eyes happy. Virgil isn't drinking milk anymore and that makes him a bit sad, but his tummy feels full and warm and he doesn't want more milk anyway.

He isn't sideways on Papa's lap anymore, he's sitting backwards in it. He can't see Papa but there's still the Boom boom pillow under his head and that feels just as nice as seeing Papa. Virgil can see the TV. There are trees and grass and Upsy Daisy in a pretty dress. The sound is different - Iggle Piggle isn't jingling and squeaking anymore. Instead, there's plinky-plonky music and a man is speaking with a voice that's kind of like Mama's. It's deep and strong and it makes Virgil's heart feel like a balloon.

His eyes are falling shut. It feels safe.

'Night night, my sweet little one,' Papa's voice says. The pillow rumbles at the same time.

Virgil squeaks and turns his head and smushes his cheek on it. Boom boom. Boom boom.

'Wuboo.'

His eyes are really heavy. Everything goes black.

Boom boom.

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stargirlfics · 3 years

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i was just swinging by to wish you a good day / night, when my brain short-circuited and called you daddy amalia. so, anyways, i hope your day was productive and you feel good about what you’ve accomplished! i hope tomorrow’s even better - a (do you have a 🦋 anon? im kind of in love with the emoji)

Lmao daddy amalia I’m screaming and honored 😏I’m doing pretty good tonight thank you!! I hope your day has been great too and that we have even better Friday’s yes! ♥️

I do have a butterfly anon already but I’d be happy to put you as another emoji if you’d like!!!

Also also wanted to ask if I could make an idea you sent me into a full story! It was a blurb you sent me about Henry and little reader going to the grocery store and him discovering you took your paci with you 👀 just let me know if you’re ok with that! I definitely wanna expand on it and I’d give you credit for it!

#a anon #asks

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shriekbackmusic · 5 years

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‘Contaminated Pop’ - Lyrics Barry Andrews’ 2019 Solo Album

PUT ME TO WORK

I’ve been a groom I‘ve worked the room I’ve wrapped myself around a broom back in my prime

I fixed the stats

I shaved the rats

Brought litter for the Thundercats

- so many times

(I’ve been a jerk)

PUT ME TO WORK!

O mighty plume! O suffering moon! O weasles in the drawing room! (please make it fast) enklastify my words right now unruly gods will show me how I’ll get the mule before the plough until the last I will not shirk PUT ME TO WORK!

I’ll get the weight upon on my back I’ll eat my body weight in thrak I’ll holler by the railway track (and holler loud!) This Plasma-shift i cannot stop Tumescence intra bellytop Merch is flying out the shop. and in the crowd, are many perks...

PUT ME TO WORK!

O master fruit so tried and true O solemn plague-rat kangaroo Something to get my teeth into is all I pray now linear ducks have just arrived the bullshit has metastasized i am intensely exercised O mood display! Let’s go beserk...

PUT ME TO WORK!

SHIT-PIXIE Don’t you feel in the spring the sickening overkill of everything? can’t help it it’s all hard-wired now All these earthly delights Looking as silly as a bag of lights Ah come on now It’s gotta feel real tired now…

Hey Mary! Get Lairy! You’re still off with the fairies But you know what the whizz and the gelignite can do.. Don’t tangle, just jangle Bring on the crimes and the scandals I’m the Shit Pixie - I’m gonna dance for you.

Nothing real will impinge on the fierce exertions of your perma-binge. Working for you? Got it in hand now? But you won’t draw the sting with your classical allusions and your broken wing. I’m gonna draw you a line in the sand now

So shabby! Gabby! Get yourself back to the abbey you can tell the enqiuiry what and when you knew They concluded what you did was totally scuppered and scoobied I’m the Shit Pixie and I’m gonna tell you true

All the gears grind for you but the light still shines on Column 32 It’s an idea (might make it worse now) Nothing glows in the night and you feel sexy as an ammonite all your virtues are a kind of curse now

Ah Mimi! It’s dreamy! if you shut your eyes you can see me I’m a horse of a different colour boiled to glue. Ignore it; just floor it. It’s so shot-away-in-the-war it’s just the Shit Pixie who’s got a thing for you..

Virgin of the Ladder

I really dig your chiaroscuro it gives me something I can misconstrue these sickly martyrs make me feel alright: they give me something I can live up to

I guess this is where the magic happens: an epiphany of stone and light? Blue-collar… of the Madonna to bring in something from the building site.

O my Virgin of the Ladder will you be with me when I start to climb? Gravity I’m overcoming Nothing doing when it comes to Time

in this year without a summer when I lost everything I thought was mine all the pain and the sheeting rain and I’m sorry baby that was the last of the wine

and I know I can change but there’s only so much a ladder will do D’you want an acolyte that is so scared of heights? rung by rung I’m climbing up to you O virgin of the ladder grant me only that I do not fall towards the centre of the earth Ah keep that ladder up against the wall Oh Virgin of the Ladder what a pretty gal you are maybe a slow climbdown into the squalid town Light a candle on the way to the bar

it’s laboured as an image overused as a metaphor for spiritual ascension (Blake and Jacob did it long before)

but you are Mother of the Word Incarnate but what good are words when you want deeds? - you need practical KIT when you’re deep in the shit and that ladder’s gonna meet my needs O my Virgin of the Ladder will you be with me when I start to climb? Gravity I’m overcoming Nothing doing when it comes to Time

ABDOMEN JONES she will never understand all the tragic flaws of man and has not the slightest sympathy for anyone who can she disdains all protocol (she finds much distainable) still she has nothing in the quiver she’s unable to deliver

Calling Abdomen Jones I love Abdomen Jones and her animus is tidal Paging Abdomen Jones - with her 3 mobile phones - she says: ‘work is the blackmail of survival’

Honey badger isn’t fussed he has transcended disgust ….and it’s known that Jones atones for anything she must Doesn’t claim to be profound never takes the Higher Ground She is fully hypostatic - you should hear her in the attic…

Calling Abdomen Jones Strength to Abdomen Jones! with all her subtle modulations Paging Abdomen Jones with her libido made of chrome she says: ‘pain is a kind of information’

And in any case she sees she is queen of all the bees (as she has some fun and stuns us with her fluent Javanese). And who tunes the concert grand? who will now conduct the band? Her case is prima facie (takes the Beethoven quite pacy)

Calling Abdomen Jones Lovely Abdomen Jones she makes the sound of steam escaping Paging Abdomen Jones she does just fine on her own says: ‘caresses are a form of scraping..’

LOLLIPOP BOMB

Darling monster, sweety-pie.. my mind is wandering sadly I must walk into the reeds` terribly corroded and the saints have crumbled into sand they will not intercede

And I carress the velvet hand grenade my part is played and yes- the windows are steamy so no-one can see me

I lick the Lollipop Bomb I lick the Lollipop Bomb

hark the hot valkyries cry their flaxen hair and crazy eyes they come at last for me honey angel baby lamb I am not what you think I am and i will never be

and I will dally in the sullen glade I’m not afraid of al that I will be streaming at twilight’s last gleaming

I lick the Lollipop Bomb I lick the Lollipop Bomb

tho I was galloping along I read all the portents wrong the Golden Age could never last that long

we are not brave we are not free and yet somehow, remarkably, are able to apall this thinning crowd here in this place the baffled looks upon their faces really says it all

and I will freak out when the time arrives it’s very clear to me that life is a long song and I sang the wrong one

I lick the Lollipop Bomb I lick the Lollipop Bomb

FILTHY WONDERLAND

Come with me if you will - my imaginary friends - I have a tale to tell of phosphors and vapour. Upon a tiny screen i saw a magic realm though i was overwhelmed I got it down on paper.

there’s a scenario: a woman and a wasp not everybody’s thing but no doubt it’s someone’s tumescent butterflies are spurting everywhere: to get the full effect you can even become one

there is a land of wonders and a lot are for hire where all pay homage to the glories of the gland. Do it with Dumbo’s mummy if that is your desire there’s nothing you can’t do in Filthy Wonderland

Some legendary beasts preposterously endowed throw down a fairy girl with wings and tiara. The hobbit looking on is visibly aroused to see these monsters ride the lovely Titania

…and Things with tentacles - that penetrate the bum, A massive squirrel with a fearsome erection the whole environment inclusive as they come, pushing the envelope of natural selection…

There is a brave new vision that machines have designed (the old pornographers will never understand) such complicated pleasures for the liberal mind this is the way of things in Filthy Wonderland

a rampant unicorn; a goblin in a thong: sexual complexity well beyond triangular little Red Riding Hood encountering the wolf in ways (you have to say) are specifically glandular

Phantasmagoria: the Japanese Depraved My Little Pony is away on a hack there. Some mythic masterplan - the lion fellates the lamb - (I need to think this through before I go back there)

There’s an enchanted garden with a final frontier: a blessed Shangri-La to greet with your left hand. they put the magic in you in a new ecosphere a brave and weird new worldc in Filthy Wonderland

There is a land of wonders (and a lot you can buy) where all pay homage to the glories of the gland. Make it with all the cast and crew of Family Guy nothing’s denied to you in Filthy Wonderland..

CONSOLATION

Christ, here comes the storm again that lacerates the heart: the savage wind of ‘really nothing doing’. Pray for us the blighted: all the failed in love and art, who question everything they were pursuing. When the black dogs come for you well, what else can you do, but downwardly revise your expectations? Just kiss the sickly little rose and hold her steady as she goes as you light out for those lands of Consolation

All the aching moments when it didn’t go your way (we saw it all and none of it was pretty) Now you hear their voices in the gruesome light of day, with the wheezing, cheap harmonium of self pity. And there’s some sad things known to man - and quite a few are sadder than the sodden Paggliacci’s ruminations - but still you’d have a heart of stone to leave the poor clown on his own with half a bottle left of Consolation.

When you’ve failed to consummate the wedding of the soul or any other union you may yearn for Let the baby demons come and stretch you on the coals There’s nothing else you’d really care to burn for. Well it really isn’t fun and it comes for everyone it hauls you off despite your protestations. But all the Saints of Legoland; the Poundshop Martyrs hand in hand Will wash you in the seas of Consolation.

Satan in a monster truck Jesus on a bike all these things are sent to test your mettle Half-mast flags in Whitehall or your head upon a spike? Depends on where the dust is when it settles. All the things you struggled for you can check em at the door get ready for a dubious sedation. It’s all designed to reassure: the bingo and the talking cure, as they walk you round the grounds of Consolation

Feel the Need (lyric by Abrim Tilmon - Detroit Emeralds)

See how I’m walking See how I'm talking Notice everything in me Feel the need, oh Feel, feel the need in me

I need you by my side To be my guide Can't you see my arms Are open wide? Feel the need, oh Feel, feel the need in me

Every day, I need every day, I want, without your sweet Sweet love, I'd rather die

I need it constantly your love takes care of me your love is better To me than apple/cherry pie

Your love is tuff and I can't get enough Girl, your love is So important to me Feel the need, feel the need in me

Just put your hand in mine Love me all the time The proof you will Plainly see, Feel the need, oh Feel, feel the need in me

I need you on the case To keep my heart in place You make me what I need to be Feel the need, Feel the need in me

I need you by my side To be my guide Can't you see my arms Are open wide? Feel the need, oh Feel it, feel the need in me

#shriekbackmusic #xtc band #britpop #technomusic #electronica

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cglswitch · 7 years

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Long day

Come to mommy, you’ve been through so much lately. I know school has been stressing you out and- no, honey, head in my lap, yes, good boy, just like that- and mommy knows you’ve had to be such a big boy lately, and I’m so proud of you, but you don’t need to worry about that around me. I want every time you’re with me to be like a huge sigh of relief. I want you to forget about all of your problems and I want you to let me care for you. Have I ever told you how much I love your hair? You look so pretty with the paci I got you in your mouth. So delicate. Do you like the teddy bear? I picked it out special just for you. Let me see those smiley cheeks. Yes! Just like that honey, don’t stop smiling. I want to be able to fix every problem you run into and be the reason for so many of your smiles. You're such an innocent little boy! I want you to stay that way forever, I want you to be mommy's little butterfly forever. I adore you. You’re my everything. Don’t worry.

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roseyy-shinee · 4 years

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Get to know the owner!!

♡ sippy cup or baby bottle? I currently have a sippy, but I really want a bottle as well!!

♡ favorite disney princess? Ariel, all the way. I love her so much!!

♡ cute straws or drinking from the cup? I don’t really use straws, so the cup!

♡ do you have a bedtime? Yes, sadly :< It’s 10 on school days and 11 on weekends!!

♡ onesies or dresses? I wear dresses, but I’ve wanted a onesie forever.

♡ what’s the name of your favorite plushie? All of my stuffies are from my daddy! My favorite is Squeaks of Strawberry- Strawberry is a stuffie I got on Valentines Day, and Squeaks is a stuffie I just randomly got form my daddy. (He’s supposed to be Mouse from “If you gave a Mouse a Cookie. . “!)

♡ pastel colors or neon colors? Pastel is my aesthetic :)

♡ do you have a carer? Yes!! He is the most amazing caregiver I could ever dream of. I love him so much and can’t wait to have a future with him.

♡ regressing on your own on or with friends/carer? I regress by myself at times, but mostly my caregiver helps me, and I have little friends/ switches that keep me in control during school and while daddy isn’t around because he has different classes.

♡ what’s your favorite baby/kid item? My paci! Sadly I lost it a few weeks ago, but it was the first one my daddy ever got me. It was a NUK one and it had butterflies on it!

♡ overalls or skirts? Both!

♡ do you wear diapers? No, I do not. ^^’ They’re just not for me

♡ milk or juice? Juice!! I love apple juice.

♡ do you like bathtime? Y e s. I bring in duckies and I pretend I’m a mermaid like Ariel!

♡ stuffed animals or dolls? Stuffies. :) They’re more cuddly

♡ do you believe in fairies? Tinkerbell!!

♡ dinos or astronauts? Dinooos :o

♡ what’s your favorite animal? A fox!!

♡ thigh highs or frilly socks? I want both :)

♡ what’s your regressed age (range)? 2-5, but my main ages are 3 and 4.

♡ strawberry milk or chocolate milk? Chocolate, duh!!

♡ do you use pacifiers? Yes, they calm me down even out of littlespace.

♡ amusement park or build-a-bear? Build-a-bear!!

♡ do you have a baby voice? Yes, haha. My daddy loves it

♡ bratty or calm? Oooh... I’m both.

♡ do you like playdates? Never had one :’)

♡ dependent or independent when regressed? I’m very dependent while regressed, sorry daddyy

♡ what is all the agere stuff you have? I had a paci, I have one sippy, tons of stuffies, a winnie the pooh blankie, a hello kitty nightgown, thigh highs, and a few toys my daddy got me

♡ dress up or tea party? Both!!

♡ what is your favorite dessert? Ice cream or piee

♡ anime or cartoons? Both!!

♡ what is your favorite bedtime story? The Little Mermaid, Fido, or The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh.

♡ are you a prince(ss/t)? Yessir!!

♡ pacifier or thumb? Paci

♡ do you have coloring books? I have one, but I need new ones!

♡ crayons or markers? Both

♡ how different is regressed you from big you? We’re practically the same, i’m just a little moody when big :(

♡ my little pony or paw patrol? Paw Patrol!! I love Skye

♡ favorite carebear? The blue one!!

♡ pink or black? Pink

♡ do you have rules? Yes!! And I love to be a brat an break em

♡ twin tails or braids? Pig tails!!

♡ do you also pet regress? Yes, I am a puppy n a kitten.

♡ mary janes or sneakers? Sneakers, but I want Mary Janes

♡ do you throw a lot of tantrums? Y e s

♡ winter or summer? Summer!! I hate the cold

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