How about a Chucky and Tiffany x little reader where little reader gets clingy with Chucky because they don’t want him to go kill people because they’re afraid he won’t come back (even tho he always does) with fluff at the end. (Reader headspace is 3)
**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
“No!No!No!” You yelled with tears streaming down your face
“Baby, you’ve gotta put daddy down we have to go.” Momma Tiff said as she reached her hands toward the possessed doll clutched in your hands
“No, I don’t want you guys to go, you’ll leave me.” you cry
“What the fuck are you talkin about?! We come back every time.” Chucky says and you cover his mouth causing him to start kicking, you panic as you begin to loose your grip
“Daddy, no please! Just stay tonight please!” You beg as you sit on the floor and try to keep the struggling doll in your grasp. You watch as Tiffany reaches down and plucks him from your arms causing you to tug away shaking your head fiercely, you can tell Chucky is mad, he hates when his doll body is used against him.
“That’s it Little one! I’m giving you to the count of three or else you’re getting a spanking.” Tiffany said and you couldn’t help but tense, you knew this must be a big bad thing for your mommy to threaten to spank you.
“One.” She started to count, her perfectly manicured finger raised to match the numbers she was counting. You sighed and sat Chucky down before burying your face in your hands and sobbing,
“Now, what’s gotten you all worked up? You know I’ll always come back to ya.” Chucky says with his arms crossed,
“I’m just so scared something dangerous could happen to you.” You say through your tears.
“Trust me, babe, this is nothing, we’ve gotten ourselves out of much worse.” Chucky says and you smile weakly. Momma Tiff instantly softens, her brows furrowing slightly.
“Oh, sweetface, you know your daddy and I will always be safe.” She says, taking your chin in between her fingers before she gently untangles your arms from the possessed Good Guy fill your Daddy’s soul was inhabiting. Once free, Chucky ran his hands through your hair.
“Tell ya what… you be good while I’m gone and maybe I’ll have one of those fuckin’ tea parties with you or sum shit… but only if your momma says you behaved.” Chucky says, trying and failing to keep us his usual biting indifference. You gave a shaky smile and a nod, he reached up using his doll hand to brush tears out of your face.
“Great. Now be fuckin’ good.” He says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder since it was the closest thing he could reach as you both sat on the floor, he gave Tiff a kiss, wiping her lipstick from his lips as he ducked out the doggie door Tiff had installed for him to come and go from her trailer.
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Hii! Could you do a poly Masky and Hoodie x little reader fluff? 😋
I absolutely love that you write nonsexual littlespace! I may or may not have read multiple fics, multiple times from you 😊
Cg!Masky x little!reader x Cg!Hoodie
Contains: fluff, established relationships, poly!Tim and Hoodie x reader, Tim had a hard time and needs some care, reader gets woken up by these two idiots.
“Scoot ‘em over.”
“No, we can’t they’ll wake up.”
“So what? They’ll fall back to sleep.”
“Dammit, Tim, it’ll take forever to get em back to sleep!” The small argument woke you up more than if the men had just moved you, you rubbed your eyes and them flutter open. The room was still dark, save for a burning candle on the nightstand. The familiar masked men standing there still arguing as you sat up.
“Daddy? Papa? You’re home?” You mutter sleepily, Hoodies gloved hands are the first to ruffle your hair as press a kiss to the side of your head.
“Sure am, pretty. We are home.” Brian replied, shooting a glare to the white-masked clad man who moved to rub his temples.
“Scoot over, baby.” Tim said softly and you obliged, giving them enough space to sit on the bed. They each tugged off their respective masks and Brian reached over and ran a hand through Tim’s hair the stressed man clearly relaxing a bit at the reassuring contact. Tim turned to look at you, tugging his gloves off as his hand instantly sought the soft flesh of your cheeks. Desperate to feel you and remind himself he’s home. He’s free of the operator even for just seconds.
Brian is already moving, changing into pajamas and fluffing the pillows. The two men had a difficult mission, the kind where they wondered if there was any end to the hell they lived in, but the fact you were here waiting to cuddle between them it reassured them they were doing something right. To have your love, your trust, your dependence obviously meant there was still something left of their souls and hearts.
Tim doesn’t remember changing but you saw how Brian helped him, you saw Brian whisper sweet things in his ear as he helped Tim lay down, you instantly cuddled into his side bringing Tim back in pilot of his body, a weary smile crossing his face.
“You guys think I can sleep in the middle tonight?” Tim asks, you and Brian both look at him.
“Tim, you don’t even gotta ask.” Brain says and you nod, you can feel Tim’s body relax and he nods.
“Just checking.” He mumbles and you lay your head on his shoulder.
“I just… need my loves.” He mumbles, a kiss pressing into your forehead as Brian slides into bed, receiving his forehead kiss with a hum. Brian throws one of his firm arms over the both of you, guiding you all into a laying position.
“And your loves need you, Tim.” Brian mumbled into the other man’s hair, he felt you nod into Tim’s shoulder.
“Goodnight Daddy, Goodnight Papa, love you both.” You mumbled sleepily.
“Sweet dreams, sweetie, love you so much.”
“G’night baby. I love you too.”
You hear before Brian blows out the candle, the room washing dark with only the sound of your breathing filling it until you all drift to sleep cuddled up.
Hello my beloved babies!! Its Raevyn. I got locked out of my account (i accidentally signed out and didn’t save my password) and it kinda hit me all the sudden.
But… WE ARE BACK. I am back!! I’ve missed you all so much.
I watched Metalocalypse: Army of the Doomstar and Toki is a canonical age regressor who carrys a “Deadybear” around with him and the whole band accepts it and supports it and it’s not even a humorous focal point or anything. Pickles just says “Sorry, you know, Toki's a little sensitive these days. We think he's regressing from, you know, the whole thing.” When Toki has on outburst from being told not to something and other than him always having his comfort bear that’s the only way it’s mentioned, he is still the Toki we love.
It’s so nice to see regression presented in a legitimate way, Toki and the whole band went through hell, we see Nathan struggling with his own ptsd also. The fact that the whole band -including murderface who usually hits below the belt with his insults- just goes with it.
Hewo could you write a little Fem!Reader and Caregiver!Edward and Jasper from Twilight, including a paci and a blue teddy?
Prompt: Reader regresses while in class, her caregiver Edward and his "brother" Jasper takes her to the meadow to relax and look at the flowers.
CG!Jasper x Little!Fem!reader x CG!Edward
Contains: fluff, Jasper and Edward using their powers on reader, very short, small blurb, cg/l dynamics, littlespace.
**Ageregression and littlespace will not be sexualized on this blog**
You sat in class, today had been extremely stressful and you were doing your best to stay in your big headspace, ignoring the feeling of your little side wanting you to slip. You could feel Edward’s gaze on you already and it took only seconds for the bell to ring and him to already have a cool hand on your arm.
“You know fighting it will just make it worse.” He says, his honey-smooth voice just loud enough for only your ears, you try to shrug it off but before you can you’re already being led by Edward with a firm hand on your lower back, towards Jasper who was casually leaning on the wall outside the room. Him and Edward sharing glances before he gives a soft smile and you feel Jasper push his way into your psyche, your resolve against slipping disappearing as the two vampires lead you towards the woods you frequented so often.
You allowed Jasper to carry you, enjoying his strong grip as Edward lead the way, clearing any low hanging branches or high grasses until you arrived to the meadow. Jasper sat with you perched in his lap safely as Edward set out pulling out things from your emergency little bag they kept, before long you were contently sucking on a paci as they watched you pick flowers.
“That bouquet looks beautiful, Princess, amazing job.” Jasper said, his fingers brushing through your hair softly as you smile up at him.
“(Reader), look what I found.” Edward’s voice cut through the silence as he held up your favorite blue bear, you felt a smile creep across your cheeks as he handed you your bear before setting up your lunch, deciding this would be a nice time for a picnic with the cutest baby ever.
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I was wondering if you could do a ticci-toby x little reader story?
god I am FERAL for CG Toby, he's one of my comfort characters. I probably won't start a series or story unless someone requests it since I currently have 3(?) stories I'm writing on here and a few on my other blog,
Pairing: CG!Ticci Toby x reader
contains: short blurb, established relationship, cg/l dynamics, potentially poorly written tics/Tourettes, age regression
Toby's limbs felt heavy, maybe even a bit numb, as he trudged up the worn steps of the manor he shared with Slenderman and his fellow proxies. He tugged his goggles off and blinked rapidly at the sudden color change of the world around him before stumbling through his door with his neck making a cracking noise he was thankful he couldn't feel. The sight of his covers obviously covering someone made him pause and he tried his best to be quiet and gently pulled the blanket down and inspected you curled up in his bed, a wave of peace ran over him as he tugged his gloves off and allowed his scarred fingers to brush over your soft cheeks.
"He-hey there, wh-wh-what're you doing in he-re?" Toy asked, watching your eyes flutter open, his shoulders untensed a bit as a small smile came across his face, a rare expression with the gash in his cheek.
"Jus' couldnt sleep... and I don' wanna be alone." you said, your voice was slightly muffled from the blanket and Toby picked up on the slight mumbling of your words and tilted his head.
"Are you l-litt-le right-right now?" he asked, his fingers coming to brush through your hair, Toby was still getting used to your regression and the way you seemed to silently pop up and fidgeting nervously as if waiting to be pushed away which tugged on Toby's heartstrings or what was left of them. You gave a small nod and Toby nodded and forced himself to stand despite the wariness in his limbs, he cracked his neck and knuckles giving a low grunt as he did. He grabbed a change of sweatpants and a black wifebeater tank top and stepped in the bathroom for a moment to change and wash his hands and face really quick before he came back out, shutting off the light, and climbing into bed behind you and tugging you into his chest.
"L-lemme put some car-cartoons for y-you, yeah?" he mumbled, reaching over you and booting up the busted old laptop on his nightstand, within minutes Toby had the familiar sound of Courage the Cowardly Dog coming through the speakers. He tugged his arms around you, pulling your back into his chest, his toned arms creating a soothing compression around you, his non-damaged cheek resting against your hair as he felt the tension leave his body, taking deep breaths as the two of you settled in comfortably. Toby made a mental note to secure you a stuffed animal to help with the nights his missions had him sleeping somewhere else, but for now he enjoyed the trust and unspoken bond between the two of you, relishing in the fact that you came to his bed for respite.
Could you do headcanons or a scenario with Daddy! Hannibal Lecter? Please and thank you! 😊
This is written so it could go for either Hannibal
Pairing: CG!Hannibal x Little!reader
Contains: GN!Reader, honorific (Daddy) used, CG/L dynamics, Littlespace, established relationship
Hannibal is a fantastic caregiver, very hands on and prideful
Being his little one means you’re always on your best behavior.
He is a stickler for manners tbh like straight up will make you right lines because you forgot to say please.
He doesn’t get angry, just simply tells you it was a wrong thing to do and he thinks 20 lines written in neat cursive will make you remember better.
You’re also dressed in the most adorable little outfits, things with comfy and colorful prints.
Hannibal also loooves spoiling his little one with any and everything tbh.
You wanted ice cream? He will take you to get the biggest size.
Hannibal also will not respond to you unless you call him daddy (in private or only when you’re little not 24/7 unless it’s a established part of your dynamic)
But he adores it when you call him that, his heart melts and he just wants to hold you close and give you the world.
He also will absolutely play with you.
He loves to color with you surprisingly, he always seems like the kinda guy who can’t be silly but sometimes he can.
