#littlespace fic

[kiankiwi]

Forced myself to write and am in the midst of a 500+ word little!carlos x cg!TK fic!!!

I'm excited to explore the opposite dynamic when TK is usually the one in headspace!

@pimento-playing-hopscotch @laneybishop89 thank you two helping me keep going with little Lonestar fics!!!

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

“Stevie. It’s okay to need help, to ask for help. I know it feels hard when you’re the one everyone else relies on, but it doesn’t make you any less dependable if you need someone supporting you too.”

Steve can feel his eyes welling up, and he’s drawn into a soothing hug. He craves it, bone deep, to be taken care of in the way Eddie is suggesting. The way Eddie did just a matter of hours before. He can picture it now, he and Robin running around leaving a whirlwind of chaos in their wake. And Eddie, laughing along with them before scooping Steve up into his arms (because now Steve knows he can do that he isn’t ever letting it go) and rocking him while Robin pretends to be exasperated about having to clean the mess they made.

“You’d… you’d want that?” Steve asks, voice quiet and unsure.

“I’d like that so very much Steve.” Eddie says into his hair.

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

[joonsdragon]

What a Brat

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-> pairing: Kim Namjoon x GN!Little!Reader

-> summary - Namjoon promised you a pool day, but you’re not particularly happy when things don’t go your way.

-> word count - 1.3k

-> warnings: angst, crying, spankings, light cursing

-> IMPORTANT WARNINGS: this is a ddlg/ddlb themed fic. if it makes you uncomfortable, you are not obligated to read it.

-> author’s note - Repost and sucky summary lol. I think I’m going to turn this into a mini series because I have more time on my hands and it just makes me happy. Feedback is appreciated. Enjoy!

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“Daddy wake” you whined while holding your dragon stuffie. “It’s pool day today. Please don’ say you forgot” you said softly while poking his face in hopes of waking him. It didn’t work. It led you to try to shake him awake. Nothing. You laid on him and still got nothing. You were starting to get frustrated with your failed attempts until you decided to hit him with your pillow.

“Dadddddyyy. It’s pool day.”

Namjoon muttered incoherent words as he started to wake. When he caught sight of you with a pillow in your hands, he immediately showered you with kisses.

“Good morning, bubba! Are you excited?”

“Yes, daddy! I can’ wait to play with the pool toys!” He frowned at that statement. “What about me?” He feigned hurt. “Of course! I can’t forget about you!” You said through giggles.

“Alright, darlin’. Here’s how today is going to work- we’re gonna freshen up, have a nice breakfast, pick up some last minute things, and we’ll get in the pool around twelve. How does that sound?” He beamed at you.

“Sounds good daddy!”

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After following Namjoon’s morning plans, you two made it home a few minutes after twelve.

“Alright, bubba, I’m gonna start putting things out by the pool. Can you put on your swimmie by yourself?” He asked you. “Of course I can, daddy! I a big girl- not baby.” You replied giving bill a tooth rotting smile. Namjoon smiled at you and made his way to the backyard.

As you were putting on your swimsuit, excitement flooded your veins. You couldn’t stop dancing. “Lunaaaaaaa-“ you cooed at your dragon stuffie. “It’s pool day! Daddy is letting me play in the pool!” You started dancing in the middle of the room chanting “pool day, pool day, Luna it’s pool day” until bill came back in the house to see if you were done getting dressed. “Daddy! I’m ready!!”

“Bubba, before we go outside, daddy has to put up some paper work. Is that okay with you?”

“Bu- but daddy, I’m all ready” you pouted. “I know, it’ll only take a few minutes and we’ll be outside in no time.” He said while reaching for a Manila folder that was tucked away in your shared dresser. “I want outside now!” You yelled, Namjoon raising his eyebrows in surprise. “Watch your tone, little girl. I said it won’t take long.” He pointed at you.

You didn’t want to wait. Namjoon promised to take you outside as soon as you returned home. He never mentioned he had anything else to do. Why would he wait until it was pool time?

He placed the Manila folder on the dresser and walked into the bathroom and that is when an idea struck.

A very bad decision.

You waited until he settled himself in the bathroom to take the folder and run.

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You threw the contents of the folder everywhere with a smile on your face. You scanned the living room seeing what else you could put out of place. Your eyes landed on the basket of blankets near the entertainment system.

Those would look nice elsewhere.

You dumped the blankets in the center of the living room and were off to do more damage. You scanned the living room once more and decided to knock over the large plant in the corner sending soil all over the white carpet. Finally satisfied, you looked to the mantle to be met by Namjoon’s most prized possession.

His Las Vegas snow globe.

Before moving any further, you stopped. You knew it was a bad idea so why were you doing it? Eh, the world may never know.

You giggled and walked over to pick it up. As soon as you put it in your hands, you heard a cough from the other side of the living room. By the looks of his face, he was more than pissed.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t scared. He rarely got upset with you.

“Bubba, put it down now, or it’s your ass.” Namjoon gritted as he inched closer to you. You just wanted to be outside as soon as possible. Nothing major.

“No daddy!” You bit back. “Is pool day! You’re wasting time with your stupid work! Play with me!” You walked backwards taking a notice of his small steps.

“Who said you were still having it? Look at the mess you created. Your pool day? Gone. Your privileges? You’re down to two left. Let’s not forget you’re knee deep in spankings.”

That momentarily snapped you out of the red you were seeing. Your pool day was gone. The day you were waiting for gone just like that because you were being impatient. You haven’t even made it outside yet. How dare he take something away from you when you were on your best behavior? It’s “his fault” you created this mess because he took to long.

“I hate you daddy! You n your work!! I hate you” you screamed. “You promise me pool day n you took it!”

Namjoon was stunned and also hurt. You never said that to him. He understood your frustration and that you didn’t mean it, but in no way did that give you a reason to be rude to him.

“Repeat that for me”

“I said I-” before you could finish, Namjoon swiftly walked over and snatched his snow globe lightly tossing on the couch. He grabbed your forearm as he dragged you to your shared bedroom.

Once you reached the bedroom, Namjoon threw you over his lap and immediately pulled down your swimsuit bottoms.

“Let me go you big meanie! Let me go!” You wailed in his arms trying to escape his strong grip. “I don’t want to hear it. You’ve done and said enough. Now be good and count.”

You were about to spit out another smart remark before you were cut off by a sharp sting on your bottom. “Why are you so quiet now? I should be hearing you counting, darling.”

“On- one daddy” you wailed. The force of the strike was enough to make you lose your breath.

He didn’t give you time to breathe after another sharp strike was delivered. “Two daddy!” Around seven taps in, Namjoon gave you a minute to catch your breath.

He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Deep breaths, darling. You’re doing so well for daddy. You have eight more to go. You can do it.”

After a few more hard taps, he pulled your pants up and sat you up on his lap. You couldn’t bear to look at him, so instead you put your face in your hands.

“Look at me” you shook your head ‘no’ while letting soft sobs escape your lips. “Baby, I need you to move your hands and look at me. Do you think you can do that for me?” Namjoon asked.

You nodded slowly and proceeded to put your hands in your lap not looking at Namjoon. He gently grabbed your chin and tilted it up so that you could face him.

“Do you understand why I had to give you spankies?” You nodded slowly. “Good job. Can you tell me why you got them?” He asked softly.

“Cause I not patient with daddy and made mess of hi- his work and living room” you sniffled.

“That’s my baby. I love you so much and I’m proud of you for knowing that your actions have consequences. Now I want you to help me clean the mess you made, put your day clothes back on, and go sit in the corner for 10 minutes.”

“Yes daddy”

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@namjin-fangirling-again

[remwritesbnha]

-update-

so i’ve been having writer’s block since Emerald And Vermillion, i have no idea what to do for the next few fics i’m planning on. 

which are: Omega Aizawa, Omega Bakugou, Little Bakugou (agere, look it up it’s cute) Sub Kaminari, and an anon request for Alpha!Deku x Omega!Reader (reader’s heat hits, etc.)

i just haven’t been able to think of any ideas for anything :(

anyways, minecraft villagers are the bane of my existence 

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

Kíli regression board <3

I made this to go with a story I'm currently writing if anyone wants to check it out! I've linked it below and I have plans to write agere stories for some more fandoms too ^-^

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

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

Little!Steve and Caregiver!Eddie Moodboard

This board goes along with a fic I've just posted on ao3! The link to the fic is below if you want to check it out <3

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

(technically a repost but I've updated the board a little and actually linked the fic this time)

[little-sweethearts]

Little Tenko's Favorite Hero

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33709669/chapters/83783833

Summary:

When he was a child he loved heroes, and as a little, it was no different. He used to hope and wish a hero would find him, would save him, and give him a loving home. Living on the streets made him realize it was unrealistic, heroes would only pick him up and dump him in a facility or foster home to clean up the streets. But as he realized who he was looking at, he realized it was his favourite hero of all. The one hero who he somehow never lost hope in, a favorite hero never forgotten.

“Eraserhead…”

i told yall i would write my Civilian little!tenko au! with cg!eraserhead bc hes my favorite in the whole world

[little-sweethearts]

Bratty little!shigaraki brainrot

I feel like little!Tomura is always extremely concerned that his caregiver is angry with him or doesn’t want to take care of him following a bratty behavior and a punishment. The second he finishes a time out or other punishment the first thing out of the sweet boys mouth will be some combination of apologizing and ‘are you mad at me’.

Please reassure him, his littlespace brain will always assume that this was somehow the last straw for his caregivers no matter how small the infraction. He needs to know he’s being punished out of love and he’s still a good boy 🥺🥺