tw: he’s not a good caregiver whatsoever, evan mentions (he’s kinder), some spoilers, habit is lowkey a tsundere, prolly ooc cause im like 1/3 of the way through the series
Let’s say you start off with evan, and aren’t aware of habit
-you tell him about ur regression and he’s supportive, just very distant cause he doesn’t want habit to hurt you and ruin your coping mechanism
-unfortunately… habit picks up on it somehow and is SO mean about it
-habit lowkey pretends to be evan sometimes just to trick you (him acting sweet to regressed you is just him playing tricks, it doesn’t mean anything)
-evan distances himself from you and it takes a noticeable toll on both of you (+habit because he’s grown fond of ur bunny self)
-let’s say you have a bad day. you’re now aware of habit but you don’t care anymore, you need comfort, you’ll take the gamble
-unfortunately, habit is the one you see first. he’s not easy on you at first, but once you burst into tears and hop away…
-habit lets you go hide for a bit, to make it seem like you actually got away from him (he’s actually formulating a plan on how to make u feel better but he won’t admit it)
-he opens the door, without knocking and leaves a plate of the snacks he believe you like most when ur regressed
-“fucking hell bunny. you gonna hide all day? i’m not gonna eat ya, unless ur bad.” he jokes.
-it upsets u a bit but evan had warned you about habits crude sense of humor
-you hop out of ur makeshift nest and nibble on a carrot he cut up
-there’s a small glint in habits eyes when u accept the snack. neither of you are sure what emotion it was
-habit just won’t tell you about his habit of killing rabbits…
-he would never kill his sweet bunny, just scare her a bit
What happens when Logan’s teeny baby girl needs babysitting from Rogue and Gambit? More specifically, what happens when they ignore Logan’s explicit instructions not to give you sugar? Turns out, even the Wolverine’s little kit has a berserker mode.
In this one, the reader is Logan’s baby girl who for the sake of the story has claws very early for the X-men universe. (Think an X-23 style origin story). No adamantium though. Reader is called “Princess”, “Chere”, “pumpkin”, “sweet pea”, “darlin’”, “angel”, “pup” and “little one” and is referred to with she/her/hers pronouns.
Author’s Note: I know I normally aim to do gender-neutral reader terms, but I had a procedure this morning (which went great) and I’m being a little self-indulgent. If anyone wants a gender neutral version, I can post one though! I just really wanted to put this idea on paper and thought it was a silly, fun one. Hope you enjoy!
No warnings other than claws, and damage to furniture. No ouchies for anyone!
“Let me at that little pumpkin, Shugah! Auntie Rogue is on the job!” A bubbly Rogue reached out her arms toward Logan, who held tiny you in his own. You were groggy and still waking up from your nap, but the warm, smiley woman with the bright auburn and white hair had definitely grabbed your interest.
“Woah, woah, don’t forget about her Uncle Remy, Chere. Logan, make sure you tell her I get a turn at some point, huh?” The man speaking in the thick Cajun accent had caught your eye for a moment, but upon looking his way and seeing his red eyes, you whimpered a bit and buried your face back in Logan’s shirt.
“It’s up to her Shugah, and it looks like she’s as keen to play with you as a field mouse with a tom cat” Rogue laughed.
Logan was beginning to feel reluctant about this whole babysitting thing. He needed to go on a mission with Charles, and his first choices of caretakers—Jean and (reluctantly) Scott—had to go too. So did Storm. Jubilee was sitting this one out, but half the time, Logan still felt that she needed a chaperone herself. He conceded that Rogue and Gambit would have to do.
“Alright, listen carefully, the both of ya.” Logan started. “She’s already had her nap, and she don’t need to eat again for a few hours, but when you do feed her. No sugar. You got that, Gumbo? That means no beignets, no sneaky candies, no nothin’ sweet.”
Rogue rolled her eyes incredulously, “Yeah right Logan, like we’re gonna babysit and not give the kid anything fun to munch on. You can’t be serious.”
“You wanna give it to her that bad? It’s your funeral. She don’t do well with sugar. Don’t say I didn’t warn ya.” Logan looked about as serious as the plague without a single hint of a smirk.
“So lemme get this straight, mon ami. What do you feed her when you wanna make her…I dunno…happy?” Gambit smiled with a smug look and cocked his head. He was working on something in the kitchen and wouldn’t stray too far from the oven.
“She’s perfectly happy with healthy food, Cajun. She won’t miss what she don’t eat.” Logan replied, frowning and raising an eyebrow.
By now you were starting to fuss a little in your daddy’s arms, getting curious about the new, vaguely familiar grown ups around you.
“Alright, alright, little one. Daddy’s gotta go, love.”
You rubbed your eyes and giggled a little as your daddy planted a kiss on your cheek that was a bit scratchy from his stubble. Then he put you down on the rug and headed out.
The next thing you knew, the pretty southern lady with the red and white hair was in front of you on the floor, laying on her belly.
“Alright sweet pea, why don’t you and Auntie Rogue have a little fun, huh?” She asked, her eyes sparkling and mischievous.
You regarded her curiously for a moment, before you were scooped up and flying—literally flying—around the room in Rogue’s arms! Your giggles absolutely filled the air, as did Rogue’s.
Then came another voice from the kitchen; and with it and incredible smell on the air. The man with the red and black eyes then appeared from around the corner.
“You know Logan’s gonna put us both through a wall if a single hair on her little tête is out of place, don’t you Chere?” He asked, smirking.
“Yeah well I reckon what you’ve got a better chance of being run through for what you got in that kitchen than I do for playin’ super baby with her, Shugah.” Rogue grinned. “Don’t think I can’t smell those treats you been workin’ on in there.”
“What? Like I’m really gonna pass up the chance to give little chère her first beignet?” Gambit said, pouting with puppy dog eyes.
“I hear you! What kind of monster looks into this face, sweet as pie, and then says no to anythin’ sweet!?” Rogue booped you on the nose as she asked the rhetorical question, and once again, you were smiling.
The smell wafting from the kitchen was intoxicating to you—especially with the enhanced senses you’d inherited from your daddy—and before long, your uncle Remy stepped into the living room with a plate of warm, fluffy beignets.
He held one out to you and winked at Rogue, “Wolverine never gonna know, ain’t that right chère?”
With a little hand outstretched, you grabbed one of the warm beignets, held it to your mouth, and started chewing on a corner. It was as if your entire world changed with a single bite. You gnawed your way through the soft pastry, with your chaperones chuckling at the sight of powdered sugar all over your chubby cheeks. You smiled ear to ear and clapped your hands, still clutching the bitten up beignet in one.
“Everyone love Gambit’s beignets, Chere.” Remy scooped you up in his arms and gave you a raspberry on your cheek, once again causing you to smile wide. “Who’s your favorite uncle in the whole wide world, ma princesse?” He tickled your belly with his fingers and you squealed in a fit of laughter.
Rogue and Gambit spent the rest of the afternoon feeling very self-satisfied. Each was confident that Logan would never find out they’d fed his precious daughter a sugar-bomb pillow of fried dough. Or how much she loved the taste.
The two little tasks to do around the house, and Rogue set you up in a playpen in the living room before joining Remy in the kitchen. The couple went about their business, sure that you were just about the happiest little thing they’d ever encountered. You’d be fine with your toys and some calming cartoons on the TV.
In the kitchen, your sitters were chatting; cleaning up and washing dishes.
“Chere, don’t you think it’s a little funny that something so sweet came from–”
“Logan?” Rogue finished, a smirk plastered on her lips.
“Well…yeah.” Gambit said with a laugh.
“Maybe a long time ago, before–you know–everything…maybe Logan was somethin’ like her.”
At this Gambit looked at the woman he loved as if she had three heads; suppressing laughter and starting to fail.
“Alright, I know. Ah’m just sayin’.” Rogue responded, trying to cut off his stifled laughs.
After about half an hour of tidying up and speculating about the Wolverine’s layered, foggy past, Remy said, “You should probably check on the little one, non?” He was starting to tackle the dishes in the sink.
“Yup. I’ll see what she’s up to.” Rogue agreed.
She walked back into the room she left you in, to an eerie level of silence. There was no giggling, no cooing, not even the sounds of your noisy toys. Hi Even more unsettling? She didn’t see you anywhere.
“Uh…Shugah?” She called. Maybe you were curled up in the playpen asleep? But Logan had said you’d already had your nap, hadn’t he? Walking up to the little enclosure Rogue noticed something terrifying.
The mesh wall of the playpen was completely ripped apart. There was a massive hole in it, and you were absolutely not inside.
“Oh no.” The words fell out of Rogue’s mouth as she looked around the room in a frantic panic.
There were claw marks on the wooden bookshelf in the corner! There was a chunk missing from the couch, and one of the throw pillows had been completely obliterated!
“Remy!” Rogue called. “Get in here! She’s gone! She’s…loose!”
The red-eyed Cajun came running into the living room looking around the room and taking in the carnage. “What d’you mean, Chere? Mon dieu, what the-!?”
Before he could finish his thought, a tiny little missile came careening at high speed from behind the shredded drapes over the window. You were charging across the floor at Gambit with 6 pointed claws at the ready, and was that a snarl coming out of you?!
“Woah-!” He jumped to the side dodging the draggers coming from your little hands.
The demeanor you arrived with was completely gone. You looked downright predatory now! You crawled across the rug with as much speed as you could manage, determined to skewer whichever babysitter got in your way first.
“Grab her, Chere!” Gambit yelled to his girlfriend.
“Ah can’t! She’ll gut me like a fish! How could she have those already?! She’s way too young for a mutation to show up!” Rogue observed, staring in shock at the little claws protruding from you.
“Must be because they cooked her up in that lab. Guess normal mutant rules don’t apply, huh?” Gambit reasoned, climbing up on a table to get out of your reach.
You could see him up there, and you began circling the table like a wild animal. Gambit could just about hear a nature documentary narrating your hunting behavior in his head:
“With bold aggression, the predatory wolverine circles her prey, preparing to use her razor-sharp claws to scale the tree her meal is hoping to find refuge in.”
“Why is she so angry?!” Rogue demanded, floating as close to the ceiling as possible to avoid your raging swipes.
“Because you gave her sugar, didn’t you?” A gravely voice came from behind Remy and Rogue, making both of them jump.
“Am I right?” Logan was standing in the doorframe of Gambit’s living room, arms crossed and looking none too pleased.
“Uhh, non! Of course not, mon ami! She took a beignet from me! Just swiped it right out of my hands!” Gambit smiled, desperately lying through his teeth. As scary as the little clawed pup on the rug was, she was nothing compared to her papa.
“Oh give it up, Remy! Alright Logan, maybe we gave her a little somethin’ sugary. You didn’t tell us she’d turn into a little mini berserker-mode you if we did!” Rogue spat, more annoyed at him than scared of you at this point.
“I warned ya.” Logan replied. “More’n once, darlin’. I oughta let her rage at you both til she runs outta steam. Maybe then you’ll listen next time.” His arms were still crossed, and he was looking very sternly between the two guardians he’d reluctantly chosen that morning.
“Fine! It won’t happen again, Shugah, just call her off before she eats mah man!” Rogue pleaded.
Logan rolled his eyes and knelt down on the floor.
“Alright pup, enough.” He barked in your direction.
You weren’t having it. All that saccharine energy was fueling your animalistic rampage, and your daddy was now trying to slow you down? You turned your attention toward him with a little growl escaping your lips, bearing your little claws at the ready.
Just as you were about to reach your daddy? He stood up and then his claws came out. Much longer than yours and coated in adamantium, they glinted in the light and stopped you in your tracks.
“I said, enough darlin’.” He snarled.
You came to a halt, blinked a few times with a quivering lower lip and retracted your little bone claws. You whimpered a bit, only to be scooped up right away by your daddy, who cuddled you close and planted a kiss on your forehead. “That’s my little one.”
Meanwhile on the other side of the room, Gambit and Rogue were staring dumbfounded at the Wolverine and his little girl.
“What the heck was that?!” Rogue demanded, mouth agape.
“What?” Logan asked, skeptically. You had completely settled in his arms, where he was now bouncing you gently.
“Pretty sure you can’t show your sharps to your child, Logan!” The stunned woman shouted.
“Were you two gonna handle her then? When she gets like that the only thing that works is a show of force.” He explained while you cooed on his chest.
“A show of force?” Gambit repeated through a palm over his face.
“Takes a wolverine to stop a wolverine, Bub.” Logan smirked. “Maybe next time you’ll listen to me about the sugar.”
He looked down at you in his arms just peacefully sucking your thumb and clinging to your daddy’s flannel.
“Can’t believe you two had so much trouble with such a little angel.” He smirked.
“Next time maybe you should ask Jean and Scott, Shugah.” Rogue sighed.
“You’re right. Then I can tell Scott to give her ice cream.” Logan winked.
- Kinger is the most comforting, nurturing and kind-hearted caregiver you could ask for! Always ready to listen or give advice, he chooses his words carefully and precisely.
- I headcanon him as giving off a very nostalgic, caring, parental vibe. Having him as your caregiver makes you feel the same way you did when you used to wake up at Grandma's house or go to your favorite park. He is pure childhood enjoyment and comfort, like hugging your baby blanket years later.
- He loves to read stories to you, listen to you ramble, doodle with you, build pillow forts, and create all types of fun crafts.
- Kinger enjoys being a caregiver and it gives him a sense of purpose. He feels smart and important when he realizes people rely on him. He is naturally, to his core, a very non-judgemental person. He has advice for any situation and will never judge, be crude, ridicule you, or laugh at you.
- He is super stocked up on all types of snacks. In his endless pockets, he pulls out toys, pacifiers, crayons, notebooks, etc. when you are particularly cranky.
- He always knows how to calm you down. Whatever you are going through, Kinger has the ability to calm your nerves.
- I also think he wouldn't understand age regression or even label it as that. Not in a bad way, I just think he'd view it as you slipping into a different headspace, similar to how he does.
-If you're scared of the dark he will make you laugh by holding his breath and lighting up the room. He tells you to count how long he can hold his breath, trying to distract you and ease your anxiety. You always mess up counting, though, and it takes everything in him not to giggle.
- Kinger thinks you're the cutest baby ever and is always nice and always sweet and he never yells or gets angry.
Remy Lebeau x gn, neurodivergent little who likes the feeling of his cards?
omg my first request in forever 😭 ty!! i hope this lives up to your expectations!
Remy/Gambit cg headcanons
-i did a lil research about him and the marvel wiki says he has a soft spot for kids.
-if he was a caregiver, he would spoil them so hard
-a neurodivergent reader would be a bit of a challenge for him (a welcomed one)
-when he discovers reader likes feeling playing cards, he always carry’s a stack with him (ones that aren’t gonna be used as weapons)
-he does card tricks for his little and makes sly jokes all the time
“someone just glued my stack of cards together!”
“i can’t deal 🤦” (i took this from the dad joke subreddit 😭)
-for a more specific scenario: you both meet when you join the x-men team!
-remy is the second person you meet there and he’s already outgoing
-neurodivergent reader who’s just very nervous
-they know everyone there is a mutant, but what really matters to them at the moment is how they would treat someone with neurodivergence
-remy tries to quell readers worries as soon as he senses them.
if reader doesn’t understand a witty remark, he explains it. if they don’t like how loud one of the other x-men’s are being, he takes them to another room.
-remy is undeniably good at handling sensory overload and preventing it. he carries cards (as previously stated) for reader to feel and play with
-reader would probably have a specific texture of cards they would like most; so gambit always carries it :)
cause he loves his little one sooo much
sorry i haven’t been doing lots of x-men stuff, not really something i watch anymore so this could be completely ooc 😭
I think.... no littles should have to have tummy aches ever. ESPECIALLY if they have no one to pat their tummy and tell it to settle down and make them giggle
could you write something where cg!deadpool takes his little out for a daddy+baby zoo day?
THIS IS SUCH A CUTE REQUEST OFC
Deadpool and his little go to the zoo! (gn)
⚔️- wades little one has been BEGGING to go to the zoo to see all the cute animals!
⚔️- he finally relents when the x-men ask him to take them. (little reader has been asking them as well 😭)
🍼- little you who is SO excited to have a fun trip with your daddy! you get all dressed up and wade helps you out on your shoes
🍼⚔️- he drives you to the nearby zoo and you gets tickets! you both get weird looks, mostly because of wades face, but you don’t care! you’re having fun with your daddy!!! :)
⚔️- wade is 100% the kind of dad who wears those hawaiian shirts and cargo shorts. he’s holding the map out so he and his baby can plan the most efficient route
🍼- little you wants to see the elephants first and other safari animals!
🍼- little reader who gets a good spot by the fence to watch the elephants eat and drink water. you got a HUGE smile on your face!!
⚔️- i feel like wade would really like peacocks. idk he just finds birds interesting and more specifically peacocks.
🍼⚔️- you both spend a ridiculous amount of time looking at the exotic birds and peacocks and the other visitors are wondering if you two are in a trance
🍼- after a few more animal enclosures (monkeys were very enjoyable for wade?), little you started getting cranky. you’re hungry :(
⚔️- wade packed a sandwich and chips for on the way to the zoo but that was a few hours ago! his baby has been so good they deserve a treat :)
🍼⚔️- you and your daddy sharing some cotton candy and wade gets you a juice box :D
🍼- you see so many cool creatures! little you quite enjoyed looking at the wolves (reminds you of logan 😼)
🍼⚔️- little reader and daddy spending the wholeee day at the zoo. they’re walking to the parking lot when his little one tugs on his shirt.
🍼- little you who is SO sleepy
⚔️- wade who sighs dramatically but smiles as he picks you up and puts you in the backseat :)
🍼- maybe you went to the gift shop so you have a little animal stuffed animal in your arms as you doze off on the ride home
LET US PRETEND THIS ZOO IS A GREAT ONE AND DOESNT HURT THEIR ANIMALS!!
Danganronpa: hello twin all of our characters are agere coded 🥹✌️
anyways i would love to see your general headcanons. or maybe go into specific headcanons for some characters. idk. just go off.
i got this notification while playing roblox with my friend, i got you. i usually don’t do anything other than x readers but these are just character headcanons lowkey
my danganronpa agere headcanons
starting off with the first game:
💻- chihiro being a flip my beloved. usually is an older regressor (10-13). LOVES prodigy, abcya, those kinda educational websites. babysitter kinda vibes
🔎- KYOKO REGRESSOR!!! she has so much trouble letting down her walls so she regresses on her own a lot :( makoto helps her be a bit open and they like to be little together :)
🍀- speaking of! makoto is also a flip :) a baby regressor at heart and the sweetest caregiver. NOT STRICT AT ALL BECAUSE HES STILL INTIMIDATED BY KYOKO 😭😭
🌸- sakura being a little. she has a wide range of ages she regresses to! depends on why she’s regressing.
🩱- aoi is sakuras caregiver :) that’s it. send tweet
TIME FOR THE SECOND GAME
🎮- chiaki is a caregiver!! she isn’t very strict but monomi tries to keep the little ones in check 😼
🍊- hajime is a flip. toddler regressor and overall prefers just coloring or going to the beach. when he’s being a caregiver, he has quite a bit of rules and if his little complains he ALWAYS says, “i don’t make these rules to be mean, just to keep you healthy and safe” and he’s not wrong
☘️- nagito is also a flip! he’s not the best caregiver so he leans to being little. baby regressor. after all his trauma he needs to be held 💔. when he is being a caregiver i feel like he just yaps while the age regressors he’s looking after stares up at him like “😺”
💪- akane is a child regressor. her backstory is pretty sad so i think she’d regress a lot :( a lot of the time nekomaru will try to take care of her and other times sonia will help
👑- sonia is a caregiver :) she bounces between taking care of littles. i think she’d be like a cool older sister or babysitter
THIRD GAME :D (i see a lot of them as caregivers ngl)
🔪- we all know maki saying she is the ultimate “child caregiver”!! what if she was an age regressor caregiver :0 im torn between making her a little as well, but i think she’d find taking care of a little helps her a lot. she’s pretty strict but overall is down to do whatever. color, watch tv, swing at the park, etc
🍇- WHAT IF WHAT IF kokichi flip? when he’s being a caregiver he’s like a chaotic older brother. and when he’s little, he’s just a nightmare to take care of. only way to keep him busy is making slime
🤖- K1B0 is a caregiver :) very straightforward as one because of his robot tendencies. just the right mix of strict and lenient.
🎨- angie i feel is a baby regressor. she likes to do finger painting and is overall a joy to look after for whoever is being her caregiver.
🧹- kirumi is a caregiver at heart. she finds joy in taking care of others as the ultimate maid so i think she’d enjoy taking care of a little. VERY strict. whoever she’s being a caregiver for is very well behaved ALWAYS.
⚪️⚫️- monokuma is……… AN EVIL CAREGIVER!!! he has NO rules besides that his little shouldn’t hurt the headmaster. he’s just evil. he would benefit with an equally evil age regressor.
