So I heard requests are open! Could I possibly have some hcs for madeleine cookie x !gender neutral !age regressor reader x espresso cookie? If you aren't okay with age regression, that's okay!! 🎀🩷
Hi! Sorry this took a bit! I've never written age regression before, but it was interesting to look into! I've, like, read stuff about it before, but writing it was a new experience entirely, especially for two characters I'm not all that into. It was super fun and enlightening, thank you!
... Also got wrapped up in the Sims 4. My bad!
I assume you meant romantic (obviously not specifically for the agere thing, just like in general) so I did write it as such, but it's kept very subtle in case. It's not even the focus, so don't worry. I hope this is okay!
Espresso Cookie x Age Regressor! Reader x Madeleine Cookie
When you started dating Espresso and Madeleine, you’d never even thought about mentioning the whole age regression thing. At least, not at first.
… Maybe you’d just forgotten, until it actually happens, albeit involuntarily. It might happen one day, if you’re overwhelmed or shut down from sensory overload, or as the result of a panic attack.
The two are confused, but still willing to help. It’s not that they’re unaccepting, just a little confused the first time around.
Once everything returns to normal and the dust settles, you realise you’ll likely have to come out about the whole thing. It’s a little scary, and surely they’d…
…. But no! Espresso had already started researching such a thing after the first time. He’s efficient, after all. Madeleine isn’t by any means dumb, but he’s a little bad with social cues I’d like to believe, so Espresso has to clue him in.
So next time it happens, voluntary or involuntary, they’re prepared.
When you’re little, Espresso will wrap his cape around you like a blanket. It’s an odd amount of tenderness for him, really. If you’re overwhelmed, he’s likely the one you go to for soothing words and slow hugs.
… Madeleine, on the other hand, is all dramatics and sweeping motions, telling stories and recalling tales. Maybe they’re a bit exaggerated, but with how you laugh and smile and grown visibly warmer at his sweeping motions and funny voices, it’s definitely the right thing.
Like, look at Madeleine and tell me this man wouldn’t be sick at those library things where you read to kids. He’d put on little voices and do huge motions.
If Espresso reads to you, it’s visibly calmer with less dramatics. Like, far less. Probably better for bedtime stories and such, in a way.
Madeleine will spoil you rotten, whether it’s toys or literally anything else you need. Espresso in comparison is a bit more sensitive to your more subtle needs, making sure everything is perfect for you to process your feelings, however big and overwhelming.
For two people with a bit of a ‘rivalry’, albeit a loving one given the nature of your relationship, the two function like a well-oiled machine.
Summary: Dropping hints and trying to read between the lines.
A/N: Do I have a queue of requests I should be working on? YES. Did the dopamine tell me to write an agere fic for Eddie Munson? Also YES. So I lived by my motto: follow the dopamine.
Sorry for the long delay, I’ve been going to the doctors for a month now to deal with chronic joint pains! I am still trying to go through requests, just really needed to write this story.
TW: Mentions of drugs, Mentions of alcohol, Friendly teasing, Big-headspace, Anxiety, Stress, Lying, and Negative talk. Also, Age Regression, don’t like, don’t read.
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Eddie Munson was sat at the ‘Freak’ Table, a rather sad sandwich in front of him. Gareth was the only one at the table with him at the moment, (Y/N), Jeff, and the freshman were caught up doing only god knows what. Eddie was huffing and sighing, obviously deep in thought about something that was bothering him.
“Hey man, are you okay?” Gareth asked mouth half full with mac and cheese.
“I- Yeah, It’s just that-” Eddie wasn’t sure how to tell his friend what he was thinking, “Well- Remember how I told you I wanted to take care of someone?”
“Oh! Yeah!” Gareth stopped, quickly shifting to a whisper, “Where you want to take care of an age repressor.”
“An age regressor…” Eddie corrected. In all honesty, Gareth wasn’t meant to know, however, Eddie got a little too drunk and high one hangout. “And you know how I’ve been seeing (Y/N) for about a month right?”
“Yeah, we all do,” Gareth said sarcastically.
“Well, I’ve been trying to drop hints and see if maybe she’s an age regressor.” Eddie sounded so frustrated.
“Have you found anything that indicates she might be a- that?” Gareth asked, head tilted and tray pushed away from him slightly. Eddie had his undivided attention.
“Well- nothing yet really… They have stuffies on their bed… But that isn’t proof! They are super clingy when they are tired, but that isn’t anything either. I just need to find proof, like a paci or sippy or blanky…” Eddie grunted unhappily.
“So you have to snoop around their room.” The sentence was a mix of a question and statement, “OR you need to get them to regress in front of you accidentally.”
“Or that…” Eddie quieted, this time he was thinking. ‘How do I get proof of their regression?’
His thoughts were short-lived, as the table was soon swarmed by Dustin, Lucas, Jeff, Mike, and (Y/N). Jeff was carrying their trays. (Y/N) most likely almost spilled it on him earlier. They sat right next to Eddie.
“Hi, Eddie!” (Y/N) still sounded shy and like a school kid with a crush while talking to their boyfriend.
“Hey! How is my baby today?” Eddie didn’t mean to talk to them like they were little but he couldn’t help it. The way their eyes began to sparkle when he babied them and was overly affectionate, made him start to do it unconsciously.
“I’m good!” They shouted out before they realized how loud they were and whispered an apology. (Y/N) began to pull on Eddie’s sleeve to get him to lean close to listen to their murmurs, “Can you come over tonight? I’m gonna be all alone, and I don’t want to have to sleep all alone. I was left money for pizza and movies! I also have enough for snacks! Please Eds please!”
Eddie didn’t waste any time pressing his hands to their cheeks, looking into their lightly moist eyes, “Oh sweetheart, I will come over tonight. How about I drive us after school? We can stop by my house, then family video, and if you want a convenient store!”
“Really?!?” (Y/N) bounced in their seat, overjoyed.
Eddie chuckled and kissed their forehead, “Now eat, we have class soon.”
Lunch went smoothly, the Hellfire boys mainly talked about new characters for new campaigns or about new dice. (Y/N) listening contently, and asking if they could fill out a character sheet. They were already an honorary member, however, was too nervous to play up until this point. Eddie decided they would fill the sheet later, at their home.
Soon, the bell rang meaning lunch was over. The group split up, (Y/N) heading one way, Eddie carrying their bag along with his, and the rest of the group exploding rushing all different ways. (Y/N) had to go to their history class, while Eddie had to go to English (which was on the opposite side of the school). When they arrived, Eddies kissed (Y/N)’s forehead and stroked their cheek. Both quietly wished each other a good day and promised to meet at his van.
(Y/N) sat next to their friend Robin, slumping in their seat. Robin was not great with social cues, but was quick to notice this and assumed the worse. Robin turned to her friend looking panicked, “Are you okay? Please tell me you aren’t slipping right now. Cause I wouldn’t know what to do or how to get you out of here without-”
“Robin, I’m fine. I’m not slipping.” (Y/N) promised turning their attention to the teacher, who was now putting on a history documentary. This class would be smooth, now to get through the other 2 classes.
“Then what’s wrong?” Robin pushed, curious at this point.
“I just can’t figure out if Eddie would want to take care of me when I slip, like be my caregiver… I tried to drop hints, I introduced him to Mr. snuggles and he didn’t pick up on it! So then I tried to figure out if he was a… you know, by watching him and just seeing, ya know?” They whispered, frustration evident, “It’s just he makes me want to regress around him, how he talks to me and always makes sure I’m okay… I don’t know.”
“Maybe you need to just talk to him about it. I mean- c’mon- Eddie can’t judge you, he wouldn’t!” Robin says, “or you could snoop, that would be easier.”
“Hmmmm… He’s sleeping over tonight maybe I could snoop in his van, and then drop hints when we pick movies and snacks?”
“Good idea!”
They both dropped into a comfortable silence, learning about the renaissance through a terrible documentary. The rest of the day was a boring blur, of information and teachers’ lives. Luckily, the final bell rang, meaning it was officially the weekend. (Y/N) stopped at their locker before making their way to the parking lot. The sun blinded them as they search for Eddie’s beat up old van. It was easy to spot, especially with music blaring from inside, as Eddie made it to the van first. (Y/N) started bounding to the vehicle, their backpack bouncing against their back. Eddie spotted them as he stepped out to greet them properly.
“Hey Baby, how was your day?” Eddie asked as he wrapped his arms around their waist lifting them off the ground slightly.
“It was good, D-” (Y/N) quickly caught their slip up and interrupted themselves, “In history, we watched a movie!”
“Wow baby, sounds like you had quite the day! Maybe you can tell me more about it during the car ride?” Eddie smiled, walking them to the passenger seat and opening the door for them. Watched as they climbed in, in case they needed help getting situated.
“Can I pick the music?” They were met with a nod and a point to the console full of cassette tapes. Eddie walked, with a passion to the other side, not wanting to leave them in the car alone for any longer than needed.
Once sat in his seat, Eddie looked at (Y/N) digging through his music, not yet buckled in. Soon ‘Love Gun’ by KISS was playing, and Eddie was leaning over to buckle them in, before taking off (not buckling himself in). “So tell me more about your day, Prince(ss).”
“Oh! So in math, we played a quiz game, and if you got the question right, you got candy!” (Y/N) said, pulling candy out of the pocket on their bag.
“Woah, my baby is so smart! How many questions did you get right?” Eddie smiled, similarly to the Chesire Cat.
“I got all 10 right! So I got extra for getting all of them!” The praise was nearly enough to make them slip, however they fought it off.
The pair's first stop was at Eddie’s trailer. (Y/N) stayed in the car, as requested by Eddie. They took this opportunity to snoop around his van. Opening the middle console, the console in front of them, and eyeing the back of the van: nothing. All he had in the back was a small mattress and posters, similar to his bedroom. Soon the door flung open and Eddie was throwing a duffle bag in the back, hopping in.
“Now let’s go get some movies baby,” Eddie said.
“How was your day?” (Y/N) finally asked, feeling big enough to remember their manners.
“Amazing, now that I’m with you,” Eddie replied cheekily, pulling their hand to kiss the back of it.
“I’m glad we can have a sleepover tonight…” (Y/N) said, Eddie was caught by the wording. Most teens would say ‘I’m glad you can stay over’, avoiding the word sleepover. The word feels childish and innocent.
“I am too,” Eddie wanted to say more, but they were at the store. So he decided to jump out and ignore his urge to ask stupid questions. He opened the door for (Y/N), holding their hand as they hop out as well.
Walking into the Family Videos, they were expecting to see Steve, however, were met with Keith’s unwelcoming face. Rather than starting a conversation with the unhappy man, the pair decided to wander until they find something. The couple started in the horror section but quickly moved past it, (Y/N) not wanting to watch a scary movie while so close to slipping. Shortly they found two comedies, and a thriller, and (Y/N) grabbed a kid’s film and claimed it was their favorite as a child.
“Hmm... I’ve never watched that, maybe we can grab a few more and watch stuff from our childhood all night?” Eddie asked gently, prompting them to grab another movie, Sleeping Beauty.
“I have some movies at home too…” (Y/N) managed to mumble out, staring at the two movies they were holding: a carebears movie and a Disney one. They wanted to giggle at the fact they were getting away with getting them on account of them being part of their childhood.
“Okay, Sweetpea,” Eddie bit his lip to stop himself from smiling too wide. This had to be a sign of them being a regressor. It just had to.
Eddie walked them to the counter putting the five movies on it. Eddie was quick to pull out his wallet, paying to rent the movie onto his account. He wouldn’t be caught dead letting his baby pay for anything, even if he had very little money. Luckily, he had enough to pay, and even enough for some snacks for the night in also. Thank goodness for the Jocks throwing a rager the week before and going to him for… Party favors…
Eddie led (Y/N) out of the store carrying the movies for them. They assumed since his hands were full they should go and open their own door only to be met with Eddie loudly demanding they get their hands off the door handle. Once he put all the movies in one hand, he pulled open the door for them and helped them in, and placed the movies at their feet. As he walked around the van to get in, he grumbled about how they were trying to steal his job. When he finally got in he jokingly wagged his finger at them shaking his head, although laughing slightly.
“Now, do you want to head home, or stop for snacks?” He asked, buckling up and watching as they did the same this time.
“We can head home, we have snacks at home…” They said while smiling, “Even got your favorite!”
“Oh, did you know? Had this all planned out before you even asked me, huh?” Eddie teased, one hand moving towards them as he began to drive.
“NO! Wanted to have it for if you ever wanted to hang out!” (Y/N) giggled out as they were poked at.
“Hm, guess I will believe you,” Eddie glanced at them. They looked slightly fidgety, gnawing at their bottom lip, “Baby, that lip isn’t food.”
The comment made them immediately stop chewing their lip. They realized how close to slipping they were, all because of how well they were being taken care of. Tonight was going to be a challenge, how were they going to stay big the rest of the night, if they couldn’t for a simple car trip. Usually, they would be able to stay big for a very long time, even when he babied them, today was different. It was like Eddie had taken everything up a notch.
They were so deep in thought they didn’t realize Eddie got out of the car to help them out. They were startled when their door was flung open, they recovered quickly. Unbuckling themself, they turned towards the door, Eddie grabbed their waist and helped them down (You know what I’m talking about like he lifts them, and it's so cute!!!). Eddie then grabs his duffle bag and the movies.
The two walked up to the door where (Y/N) realized they have to find the key in their bag. After struggling and fumbling for way too long, they found the key ring. Unluckily, there were multiple keys on the ring, causing another struggle, this one was short-lived as Eddie took the keys and unlocked the door quickly for them.
“Thank you,” They mumbled walking in, and closing the door behind them.
“No problem baby,” Eddie said kissing their head, dropping the keys in the bowl by the front door before following them to the living room.
Eddie was obviously snooping, looking at pictures and random nicknacks in the room. He almost bounced in joy when they pulled them towards their room, saying they want to change but don’t want to be alone. When the got to the room, he saw a (What your room looks like) room. He was soon snooping through their dresser feeling the fabrics of their clothing, before covering by saying which they should wear as its super soft. Once (Y/N) was out of the room, just in the bathroom right next door, Eddie jumped to look in their closet and under their bed to find a “little” box.
Soon Eddie came face-to-box, with an ordinary-looking shoe box, the only shoe box in the room. With a quick glance around, he throw the box on the bed and opened it. BOOM! This is the proof he was looking for! The box contained crayons, coloring pages, and a paci (and/or chewie, depending on your little age). Too busy soaking in his find, he forgot to pay attention to the door.
(Y/N) entered the room ready to jump on their boyfriend, but was cut short by the sight of his shocked face and their secret box. They needed an excuse, he looks shocked… ‘Maybe it isn’t shock, maybe it’s disgust! SAY SOMETHING, LIE’
“What are you doing?” Was all they managed to let out, their voice caught in their throat. Eyes began to glaze with tears, regression was creeping in from the back of their mind.
“Oh, I’m just looking in your box! You draw so well Baby!” Eddie said entirely genuinely, however to them it seemed to be a taunt or tease of them.
“IT’S NOT MINE I PROMISE!” (Y/N) cried out, tears still yet to leave their eyes. They were slowly trying to back out of the room. Maybe they could run, at least then they can be free from this torture.
“Then who’s is it?” Eddie asked, smirking, too caught up to realize their distress, “Come over here.”
“N-No! Ou don like me an more!!!” They yelled, stumbling towards the stairs.
Eddie quickly realized he didn’t deal with the situation correctly, rushing to keep his little one away from the stairs. Luckily as they were partially regressed they were moving slower than he was. He caught them easily, hands catching their armpits and picking them up. Once they landed on his hip, they tried thrashing. Eddie was hit in the face once or twice before they were placed on the edge of their bed.
“Stop,” Eddie commanded. This caused their kicking and flailing to stop, but their tears continued. Their sobs ripped through his heart.
“I Sowwy!” They said wanting this to be over, wanting him to say he thought they were gross or whatever else he had to say.
“Baby, thank you for apologizing. I am sorry for scaring you, and looking in your box.” Eddie said hands stroking the sides of their face, “I’m also sorry for not realizing you were upset, I was just so excited that you were a regressor that I missed your queues!”
With big teary eyes, (Y/N) blinked in realization. Tears changed from sad to happy cries, “Weawwy?”
“Yes Baby, I am so excited to see you little and help take care of you!” Eddie said, a smile of pure joy. He quickly remembered they didn’t agree to him being their caregiver, “That is if you want me to be your caregiver?”
“YESSSS!!!! PEASE!” (Y/N) jumped on him, tears left to a sniffle.
“Good, 'cause that means I can go put on a movie for you and get some yummy food, and then take care of you all night. How about you pick a paci, stuffie, and blankie?” Eddie asked grabbing their box so they can pick a paci.
“Seep down’taiws?” (Y/N) asked, picking a paci.
“Yes, we will sleep downstairs.” Smiling as they start trying to grab blankets and pillows, “And I will get everything for our sleepover, you are far too little to carry these!”
Eyes wide, staring at their new caregiver, their hearts swell. He was so good at taking care of them, “Okie Dada!”
A/N: this was written on my phone, sorry if it’s bad.
It was Christmas afternoon, Xavier and (Y/N) were in his dorm, as they stayed on campus for winter break. (Y/N) regressed while opening their big gift so now they were playing with their little gifts. Xavier was downloading the extra data for the game (Y/N) bought him.
As the data loaded for skyward sword, he watched his baby play with the stuffies they got. They were sucking on their new sparkly pacifier. He turned back to his monitor and started the game.
He got halfway through the start cut scene before pausing due to the feeling of being watched… He looked down to his right, there sat his little baby staring up at him holding a Pokémon plush.
“Hi baby, wanna sit with dada for a little?” He said smiling down at them, only to get a nod in response. The nod caused the paci to make a rattling noise. The little one’s eyes widen and they began shaking their head as hard as possible.
“Baby, you’re gonna hurt your head, you gotta stop.” His words caused them to stop and stare up at him. Eyes glaring slightly. “C’mon, we can play together.”
Xavier was quick to pic them up an cradle in his arms. They both quickly cozied up, Xavier explaining parts of the game to them. (Y/N) babbled back, enthusiastically but not coherently
