#crayonfic

[lilplushpatches]

🌺Should I make some agere oneshot fanfics on ao3? I know there’s a tag people are usin’ now called Crayonfic for agere fics!

[cozy-fantasy-corner]

Daddy’s Home (Steve Rogers Drabble)

Pairing: Caregiver!Steve Roger x Age Regressor!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of stress, age regression, the use of the word “Daddy” (non-sexual usage)

Word Count: 547

Summary: Steve has a long day at work and his best girl knows exactly what to do to make it all better  :)

Author’s Note: This is a sfw age regression fic. Please DNI if you sexualize age regression. It is a coping mechanism. This is a comfort fic. 

After a long day at the office, Steve trudged wearily towards his apartment, the weight of his responsibilities as both an Avenger and a leader pressing down on him like a heavy cloak. Each step felt like a struggle, his mind consumed with thoughts of mission reports and training sessions that seemed to stretch on endlessly. Every ounce of his expansive muscle mass wound tight. All he wanted was to get home to his best gal. 

As he stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for his floor, Steve felt the exhaustion seeping into his bones, his eyelids heavy with fatigue. Leaning against the wall, he let out a sigh of relief, grateful for the brief respite from the chaos of the day. For a moment, he allowed himself to drift, the image of a warm bath and a cozy blanket beckoning to him like a beacon of comfort in the midst of his exhaustion.

But his moment of peace was rudely interrupted by the loud ding of the elevator doors opening. Before he could take a step towards home, a blur of fluffy curls and cable-knit flew at him, filling the cramped space with warmth and sweet giggles. She was swallowed whole by his favorite sweater. A soft chuckle escaped him, Steve found himself enveloped in the embrace of his beloved, her petite frame fitting perfectly against his tired muscles.

Burying his face in her neck, Steve inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of roses and oranges washing over him like a soothing balm. "Baby, I missed you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath as he held her close, savoring the feeling of her in his arms. She peppered soft kisses across his gruff face and carded her thin fingers through his long mane. A wistful sigh escaped his lips as her nails gently scraped the nape of his neck. 

As they stumbled into their apartment, Steve's heart swelled at the sight that greeted him: a massive pillow fort, expertly constructed and adorned with twinkling fairy lights and their favorite Disney movie ready to play. His exhaustion melted away at the sight of the care and creativity his babygirl had poured into the surprise. Confusion danced across his feature. How on Earth did such a tiny woman get their Alaskan king from the bedroom to the living room. 

She had been staring hopefully at his tired weary face, but his look of confusion was mistaken for anger. With a sheepish look about her, she wriggled out of his embrace, her eyes shining with tears. 

“Daddy, please don’ be mad. Fri said you needed snuggles n sleeps. I made dis jus for you.” she pleaded mournfully to him. Steve's heart ached at the sight of her tears, his love for her swelling with each passing moment. He smoothed them away with a calloused thumb. Pulling her close, Steve showered her with kisses, his laughter mingling with hers as they sank into the comfort of their makeshift castle, the troubles of the day fading into the background as he curled around her petite frame. 

“Oh sweet girl. How could I be mad? This is exactly what I need.” he cooed with a soft chuckle. He rubbed his beard against her soft cheeks and she shrieked out a laugh. 

[tigeratsushi]

a tiger's den

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Rating: Gen

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Nakajima Atsushi, Dazai Osamu

Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Comfort No Hurt, Age Regression/De-Aging, Age Regression Little Nakajima Atsushi, Age Regression Caregiver Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu & Nakajima Atsushi Are Siblings, Crayonfic

Summary:

Winter is approaching, and Atsushi's instincts are acting up. He decides to build himself a den. It, uh… it doesn't matter that it's in the middle of a work day, probably.

[agerevaporeon]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

let me lie on your arms, i'm weightless in the sea

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persona 5 Rating: Gen Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Kurusu Akira, Akechi Goro, Morgana Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Age Regression/De-Aging, Bathing/Washing, Coffee Shops, Age Regression Little Kurusu Akira, Age Regression Caregiver Akechi Goro, Age Regression Caregiver Morgana, Crayonfic Summary:

Sometimes, it's just as simple as making coffee. or, i'm very sensitive to smells... so i made akira the same way!

[skyhighchibi]

@regressuary two drawings for today! day 1- blanket fort (@alwaysribbit), and stuffie (@ardouragere)! (although the blanket fort also has stuffies?)

[animekittengirl]

tripped over a stone

Siffrin trips over a rock while running around- Mirabelle comforts him!

for @marchofpain day 19: fall!

i felt like writing agere fic for some reason so. lil guy!

[dinos-agere-spot]

🌟 since no one seemed opposed to it and I thought it would be fun, Eddsworld agere/crayon fic!

🌟 this has Edd as a toddler regressor and Tom as his caregiver

🌟 no content warnings I can think of? If you read it and see one I forgot please let me know and I'll add it!!

🌟 please do not sexualize anything that takes place in this story, at all, thank you

Tom gave an exasperated sigh, leaning back against the couch and looking at Edd, the boy refusing to look back at him, arms crossed.

"but I know your tired, you're just gonna be cranky if you don't take a nap" He explained gently, but Edd just turned further away from him "I don't care! I wanna color!" He whined, huffing.

"ok, and I understand that," Tom started, as if trying to negotiate with him "but if you wait until you're so tired you don't wanna color anymore, then you won't wanna put all your toys and markers away. It's better to clean up now, then get to go lay down"

Things weren't usually such a battle with Edd, he was a little sweetheart. But he was just feeling sleepy, and he was a little younger than usual, and didn't feel like being easy.

"can't I draw for a little longer? Just a bit??" He kicked his feet a bit as he asked, now looking at Tom and crossing his arms tight over his chest.

Tom had to think about it for a minute, placing a hand on his chin as his little looked up at him hopefully. "Ok... How about ten more minutes? Then I'm turning the TV off and we're cleaning up, no more fuss"

Edd quickly nodded with a smile "ok!" He happily agreed, quickly sliding down off the couch and onto the ground where his things rested on the coffee table. Tom couldn't help smiling a bit as he watched him, giving a half sigh half chuckle.

Tom had gotten a little distracted, just leaning on the arm of the couch and watching the TV as paw patrol played. It took a minute for him to realize Edd hadn't said anything for a minute, looking down to see that the boy had folded his arms and fallen asleep on his paper, the red marker sitting with it's cap off.

Tom sighed, he would've rolled his eyes if he had any. But he really couldn't be too upset, he didn't blame him. He just cleaned up a little as quietly as he could, just making sure nothing would get lost, then gently scooped up his sleepy friend, mumbling "come on" as he lifted him and held him tight so he wouldn't fall.

Edd opened his eyes and looked around a bit "hm...?" Tom gently hushed him and brought him up to his bed, rubbing his back a bit to keep him calm.

Edd lifted his arms some as Tom took his sweater off then tucked him in, rubbing his hair a bit as he smiled softly "you want your pacifier hun?" The little artist nodded, snuggling into his pillow more and reaching out to take and put it in his mouth when Tom got it out. He mumbled "thank you Tom..." But it was muffled by the pillow and barely legible anyway.

Tom stayed with him, playing with his hair and quietly talking to him until he was completely asleep, when the man very very carefully got up and left.

[permanently-anon]

Hello little ones!

Today we're having a rather difficult day and just went to the dentist. Lets do a comfort short fic where a cg goes with you to the dentist!

CW: fear, and dentist stuff (obviously)

You were quietly humming your favorite songs in the back seat as your caregiver drove into the parking lot. You wanted to show you were big and strong but now that you were there you shrank in your seat and whined. Your caregiver got out of the front seat and opened the door to your side with a soft smile.

"Hey kiddo, it's alright." They said softly as they reached around and unbuckled your seatbelt, "I'll be with you the whole time." They reassured you but you still felt nervous as you hopped out of the car and held onto your caregiver's hand.

They lead you into the building where the smell of toothpaste and metal made you scrunch up your face. Your caregiver pointed at a corner with toys and games and it felt like everything was a little lighter. You happily skipped over and took a seat, you started by stacking colorful blocks into towers and buildings, making wooden cars drive through the little city you made, then you found little toy animals and made them drive the cars around and act like people. Your imagination was running wild with all the little toys you found but it was cut short when a dental assistant called your name. You took your caregiver's hand again and hid behind them as the assistant lead you to a chair in a room that had drawers and computers all over.

"I'm gonna have you sit right here." The assistant said patting the chair, "They can sit right next to you if you want!" The assistant seemed nice enough..

You looked up at your caregiver before making your way onto the chair. Next thing you knew, you were being lowered down so they could see your teeth. You squeezed your eyes shut and tightened your hands into fists until you felt a hand on yours..

It was a familiar hand and all at once you knew, you were safe. It was your caregiver.

(A bit of a time skip here! You may insert whatever you wish into this time skip!)

Before you knew it, it was over! The dentist gave you a small bag full of little things like a toothbrush, a sticker, and a sucker! One of the main things you were focused on was a little hedgehog toy! It had rubber on the back that you fidgeted with in your hand, you named it Hedgy. Your teeth were a bit sore but your caregiver was there the whole time like they said they would be so it wasn't so bad. You held the sucker up to your caregiver when you left the building so they would open it.

Maybe the dentist wasn't so bad.

Au: I hope this wasn't too bad, I need to get back into writing again.. I know it probably wasn't great but then again I'm having a pretty bad day. Anyway, I'll write more in the future I promise!