my brain: what’s that? You don’t want any motivation to write? If you say so 🤷🏾♀️
me: NO WAIT-
Hehe lol anyway caregiver Barnaby head canons
like, baby-toddler regression ages, I can make a seperate one for a reader that regressed to teen ages ^^
🤡 def call u “pup” or “little buddy” or “pal
❤️ would make silly foods and snacks (like popcorn on top of waffles)
💛 would want to cuddle you all the time! (Btw beagles are, from what I know, a very cuddly breed. So, Barnaby might cuddle everyone, but I bet he likes cuddling u the mostest ^^)
💙 LOTS of jokes prepared, almost like he has one for every situation
🤡 will crawl around with you
❤️ loves when you call him “pubby”, it’s his favorite thing in the world
💛 he teases u a lot (don’t worry, it’s all light hearted and lovingly ^^ )
💙 if you’re cuddling he’ll just let his ear flop on your head, like a fuzzy little hat ^^
🤡 he’ll ask poppy to turn one of his old vests into a little plushy for you, so you can always think of him
❤️ he may be fun and games but he still wants you to learn things ^^ he’ll use puns and jokes to make it fun tho! ^^
💛 he’ll juggle for you anytime, all you have to do is ask
💙 he’d always be happy to go on walks with you
🤡 if you show any interest in being a clown he’ll dress you up like him and teach you the way of the clown
❤️ if you ask he’ll have no choice but to give you his hat. It’s yours now.
💛 he’ll eat peanut butter out of the jar with you, even if his mouth ends up sticky. (Like that scene where mr.Peabody eats the peanut butter lolz)
💙 whenever you do something cute (so pretty much everything you do) his little tail will wag
(this is all so cute I almost cried writing 😭 I love Barnaby so much!!!!)
**All parties are 18+ Littlespace and Ageregression will never be sexualized on my blog**
“I don’t wanna go to bed!” You screamed and stomped your foot on the cool metal floor, you stood there breathing heavily as tears poured down your cheeks, you didn’t know why you were acting out exactly but that didn’t stop you.
Your eyes were fixated on the man infront of you his arms crossed over his chest, his brown locks pulled out of his face which was set in a cold glare
“You wanna do that again? Because if you do you know what’s coming.” He says calmly, you know your fate is already sealed, you’re already going to get punished.
“Fuck off, Anakin!” You scream at him, as soon as it leaves your lips you already regret it as you you mentally rehears the rules you’ve just broken.
You aren’t aloud to cuss, you aren’t allowed to talk back, you’re not supposed to raise your voice, and you’re certainly not supposed to tell your dom to F off. Anakin grabbing you by the arm cuts your thoughts off as you look at him in surprise, he’s pulling you towards a chair in the corner of the room. You sigh and roll your eyes as you knew you brought this on yourself.
“Twenty minutes in the time out chair, then we’ll discuss your behavior and further punishments.” Anakin ruffles your hair before he walks over to the other side of the room.
(Time skip)
“Are you ready to be good now?” Anakin asks, his arms crossed as he leans against the wall. You nod slowly and he gestures for you to come over, you begrudgingly walk over not wanting too. He smiles and pulls you into a tight hug
“It’s okay Littleone, I’ve got you.” He mumbles as he kisses the top of your head and rubs small circles on your back.
“Do you wanna try this again?” He asks calmly and you nod, your face still buried in his chest.
“It’s bedtime, Daddy.” You sigh out and let Anakin pick you up and carry you to bed. He lays you down and tucks you in before coming around and laying next to you, allowing you to cuddle with him.
Creating a Childhood Bucky X regressed!reader (1/??)
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////Steve is alive even though this is based during the Falcon and the Winter Soldier.
You had been an avenger for a while now and obviously seen a lot, especially when you were in Hydra. You were one of the hydra supersoldiers when Bucky was still in Hydra. You were paired with Bucky, both brainwashed and following orders. You were brainwashed from an extremely young age and had already been through so much. Some may say you lived at least 100 lives by the age of 20. You had no childhood and the only comfort you had was when the guards would let you and Bucky stay together in his cell. Bucky was your only friend and lover ever. When both of you were not in soldier mode you would actually chat and he’d teach you so many things. You didn’t remember normal life outside of the compound, other than the missions. But, Bucky would talk about life back in the 40s and funny stories of his best friend Steve Rogers. One of your favorite stories Buck ever told you was when he told you about the time when he brought a rat from the streets inside the classroom to scare his teacher that was very strict on the students. It would always make you laugh so hard, which was needed after the terror you both caused when in assassin mode.
Ever since Bucky and you left Hydra, he kept you safe. You two had a special connection from the start. He knew everything about you. Every mission, every fear, every nightmare, and horror that occurred in your life. Bucky liked keeping his issues to himself though, which you understood and never pried. That was what the therapist was for though. Both of you went to Dr. Raynor to try and rehabilitate both of your minds. You actually liked the therapist and could actually see a change in your life, however recently, the issue of your lack of childhood came up.
“Y/N so you’re telling me you never celebrated your birthday or went on vacations?”
“No, we never did anything. When I became an avenger and became a US citizen I had to pick a birthday, you know this already.”
You knew what normal people would do for their birthdays, but you never told anyone your fake birthday. You didn’t really see the need to celebrate.
“Okay, well did you have any stuffed animals or toys that you played with when you were young?”
You just laugh while Dr. Raynor gives you a pitiful look
“Look Doctor, I never had any of that. Never had and never will.
“Well as you know we have gone through your childhood through hypnosis and the trauma from then has greatly impacted your life. I believe that you would improve mentally if your age regressed. I know it sounds weird but I actually will talk to Bucky about it to help with regression too, with your permission. I think both of you would benefit from this. And by this, I mean you regressing and Bucky taking care of you.”
As she was talking you crossed your arms and rolled your eyes.
“Why would I, a grown woman. A trained assassin. Need to reclaim my childhood.”
“I have seen patients that have had little to no childhood greatly improve their mind after the start age regressing. It will help you have a childhood you never had and experience things you never had. Y/N you were never safe and now you are. With the help of Bucky, you can get rid of at least some of the trauma you have. Wouldn’t you like to escape those nightmares that you suffer from weekly?”
“Well yes, but I just think that this approach is a little bit-”
“Unconventional, Immature, strange. I know Y/N, but trust me. I will give you hypnosis audio for age regression with instructions and give Bucky instructions for dealing with your regression.”
“Okay, doc but I don’t think this will fix me at all.”
Bucky’s appointment was right after yours so he was sitting on the couch with his hands together in his lap. As he saw you walk out he gave you a small smile. He hated seeing your puffy eyes, which he should be used to but he never thinks he could ever be used to them. Every time you went to therapy you would always end up crying. You hated being so vulnerable, but it needed to be done, to heal yourself. Bucky has always been very caring and protective of you, even when he was in winter soldier mode. He has just become increasingly protective of you over the years. In battles, he is always near you to make sure you are not hurt. He was just an amazing boyfriend.
You sat down next to him and quickly told him how everything went in there and quickly mentioned the age regression thing and explained that the doctor would tell him. No one was in her waiting room, so your conversation was private. He just gave you a hug, the back of your head on his chest. Bucky then turned to face your head and said, “Hey doll, how about while I’m in there you go and get yourself a coffee or something to eat. Just to kill some time.” He took his wallet out of his back pocket and quickly handed you a couple of bills, enough for 10 coffees.
“Bucky, I don’t need this much money it’s too much” you exclaim, money already in your hand.
That was when the doctor came out and called Bucky in leaving you with the money. He just kissed your cheek and said, “See ya in an hour doll.”
You decided to walk around outside, the New York air hitting your face as the door behind you closed. You walk inside a small coffee shop that was two buildings away and got yourself a small coffee to drink as you walk around. During your walk you thought about age regression and if it would help you. You couldn’t think of what it would even feel like since the feeling of being a kid. When you thought of being a child it would feel like fear, like after crying where it feels like you have a heavy chest, and panic. Seeing children with their parents always made you feel jealous and missing. You wish that you had what they had, but would never tell anyone that. Maybe this regression would let you feel like a child again, maybe you would like this. While in your thoughts you turned and saw a toy store and walked inside. You never stepped foot inside of one before and wow it was so cool. There were so many toys to see. There were dinosaurs, cars, stuffed animals, dolls, and games. It was almost overwhelming the number of things children could choose from. The stuffed animals attracted you though. You touched the ear of one of the stuffed bears. It was a lavender color and had a stripped bow around its neck. That’s when you thought, ‘well maybe I should buy some things for this regression thing.’ You went to grab a basket to put your items in and walked around the store. You placed the cute lavender bear inside, delicately placing it in so it could sit. You then saw some lego figures that happened to be avengers. You smirked as you saw all the figures of your friends. You even saw one of you, which you had to put in your basket. And of course, they had a Bucky figure, which you thought was the cutest thing ever. Bucky was sure to love it. You then put a few other random toys in the basket and you paid for everything.
Bag in hand you walk back to the therapist’s office. Bucky would be happy that you bought some things with his money. You sat down and waited a couple of minutes until Bucky walked outside of her office. When he exited he smiled at you as you stood up. He walked over and hugged you and asked, “what’s in the bag?”
“Oh uh I may have bought a couple of things for my regression, I am gonna give it a try Buck,” You said to him quietly despite the office being empty. You were just shy when talking about this new thing.
“Don’t worry doll, Dr. Raynor explained everything to me and even gave me a whole guide. We’ll talk in the car okay,” he says kissing your forehead, hand around your waist.
“Enough about me Buck, how was your session,” you asked, trying to get the conversation off the topic of you.
“The usual.” He never liked talking to you about his sessions, he was always worried more about you.
“Buck you need to be honest to her, she is just trying to help.”
“I know doll, let’s just get back to the house.” He says while opening the car door for you.
While he was driving you told him what you bought, which he all loved. He was so excited to see the lego figure of both of you. You guys also discussed the whole age regression thing and how he actually was happy for you. The idea of the therapy seemed promising, even when she mentioned all the promising cases that used regression for therapy. Your doctor knew how protective Bucky was over you, so she knew that he would be an amazing caregiver. Bucky knew everything he needed to do and he knew that you would benefit from it.
When you got home you went to the couch to sit down and show Buck the toys you got. His eyes lit up when you pulled out the figures. “He looks just like me… look at his little metal arm too! And yours, it looks just as cute as you.” He kissed your forehead gently and hugged you. Buck put the figures in his pant pocket so you would not lose them. They were so small and you had a tendency of losing small things like earrings, so he would always carry your trinkets with him.
You then showed him the stuffed animal. “You know, I have never had a stuffed animal before and today our therapist pretty much looked at me like I was crazy because I said that I never had one.” You hug the lavender fluff to your chest and say, “Now I’m glad I bought one today. I can see why she was shocked though, there was so many Bucky! And I have always seen in movies how stuffed animals are like protectors of children.”
He saw your eyes light up talking about the toy store and said, “Well you should have seen the toy stores in the 20s, there were so many cool toys.”
“So when are you going to listen to that regression tape. I am ready whenever you are,” Buck asked.
“Well, I could start right now if you’re up for it.”
You went into your shared bedroom and plugged the headphones into the device that had the regression hypnosis audio. With the stuffed animal in your arms, you put the headphones over your ears and started the audio. You could hear your therapist’s voice and as you relax you could feel yourself relaxing. Then as you relaxed, you eventually felt young except it wasn’t a feeling of being scared for your life. It was comforting.
When the recording was over you felt like you were three. When you were three it was before Hydra. Three years old was a year of safety and security.
You had your stuffed animal in hand and felt like you were in a daze. No worries and hardly any thoughts. Your only thought was to walk around the house. Bucky was reading a book on the couch waiting for you to come out, to see if the therapy even worked.
“Buck?” you asked in a quiet small voice.
“Hey, there's my doll. How’d the regression go?”
You just walked up to him and held out your stuffed animal. It was obvious that the regression worked. Bucky knew to just treat you like he would a child and so he started some small talk.
“So how old are you Y/N?”
You held up three fingers and gave a small laugh.
“Wow, you're so smart Doll! How about we sit and watch a cartoon?”
“Ya!” you just up and down in excitement as Bucky turned on a Disney movie. Bucky’s favorite Disney movie was Tangled and both of you would always sing the songs together. Steve would always say that you and Buck were Rapunzel and Eugene.
Bucky was amazed at how you acted exactly like a child. Even mentally you were one. He’d watch you sway side to side when rapunzel would sing. He loved how you had your lavender stuffed bear hugged to your chest.
It was nearing dinner time and your tummy was rumbling. You turned to bucky and exclaimed, "Buck I'm hungry!”
“Okay Princess, what do you want to eat?”
“Uh I don't know,” you said while swaying your feet slowly.
“Okay, don’t you worry, I make you some food real quick.”
Bucky went straight into the kitchen, keeping an eye on you watching the movie. You looked as though you did not have a care in the world. He’d obviously never seen you like this, being calm and not constantly on guard.
He finished making dinner for both of you, which was dino nuggets and fries.
You squealed in excitement when you saw what he made.
“Tank you Buck! It's yummy!” You wiggled and smiled up at him.
As both of you were eating and enjoying your movie. You both heard a knock at the door. You looked towards Bucky, mouth stuffed with fries, looking at him as if you were asking who do you think it is. Bucky goes up quickly grabbing the gun he keeps in one of the cabinets and peers out of the peephole. It was Steve.
He opened the door as Steve looked at him. He looked frustrated and immediately started talking to Bucky.
“Buck we need to head out now! You and Y/N are in danger. I can’t explain right now but we need to leave,” Steve quickly said as he walked inside your home. Steve rushed into the living room and saw you watching TV. It was almost like you didn’t even hear what he said to Bucky, despite the living room and the front door being in the same room. “Come on Y/N, we need to go!” Steve grabbed your arm and you looked up at him in terror. You did not know what was going on and you turned your head to look at bucky. Buck just picked you up from the couch and ran outside. Your stuffed animal dangled from your hands as he placed you in the back seat of the car Steve drove, and then sat next to you. Steve started the car and drove off quickly.
Steve looked in the rearview mirror and saw a black van screech up. The car was far away from Steve's but he saw the men rush out and start bashing the door open, trying to get you guys.
You were sobbing and did not even understand what was going on. Steve looked back and you from the mirror as Bucky consoled you, telling you that it's okay. He had never seen you cry, especially at the threat of danger so it was strange. “Hey Y/N are you okay?” Steve asked. You just rubbed your tear-filled eyes and responded, “I didn’t get to finish Rapunzel.” You turned to Bucky with a pouty lip and he just cuddled you saying it's okay. White Buck’s chin was on top of your head he told Steve what was going on.
“You know the whole therapy thing both Y/N and I have been doing to deal with the whole Hydra thing. Well, Doc told Y/N that she could help her relive her childhood since she was in hydra for pretty much her whole life. So, she told her to do this at-home therapy that's called age regression and well, she did it like an hour ago. She mentally goes back to her childhood and her therapy is basically reliving her childhood. Well, one that she deserved. That’s why she is acting like this. I was taking care of her, like a caregiver. She told me that she is three, so treat her like a three-year-old.”
Steve just looks up at you and back at the road and asks, “Hey Y/N, what's the name of your bear?”
You didn't even think about naming it, I mean it is your own now. You thought about what to name your bear and played around with your stuffy. You then looked up and said, “Her name is Flower! Cuz she is purple like my favorite flowers!”
Bucky just pets your head and saw that you guys were headed for the avenger's tower. ‘Great more explaining why Y/N is the way she is right now.’ Bucky thought. Bucky could not worry about that now though since you were being threatened. He had to protect his baby.
When you all entered the building, you were surrounded by securit. Steve quickly led you two to his apartment inside the building.
Your child mind was shooting off, you were confused as to what was even going on but too small to really care. Bucky was the one doing all the caring at the moment. Steve's apartment was modern looking but filled with antique objects. The windows attracted you over. The city looked beautiful this high up. You simply swayed looking at the cars pass by.
Bucky walked up behind you with a blanket. It was already night time and you were sure to be sleepy. That crying in the car had to have made you exhausted. "You okay Doll? You're all zoned out looking at the city." You responded with an mhm and turned around.
"Can we go sleep? I tired," you ask.
"Of course baby. Let's go sleep. You had a tough day huh."
Bucky lifted you up like you weighed nothing and carried you to the spare bedroom.
"Wat are we gonna do tomorrow Bucky? Also, why are we here?" you asked. Despite the commotion, your brain could not comprehend what was going on and why you left the house.
Bucky just gave you a smile, knowing you could not understand the situation, that another villain was after you guys. "I'll explain in detail in the morning, but we had to leave the house because some bad people were going to come to the house. Steve saved us."
You looked up at Bucky as he laid your body onto the soft white sheets. Sleep already taking over you. He kissed your lips and went to lay down next to you. He brought your body closer to his and you both fell asleep.
Bucky woke up first the following day. Steve was already in the kitchen brewing coffee, dressed like he was ready to go workout. They both said good morning and drank coffee together. You eventually came out of the room, in a daze and not even knowing where the hell you were. When you saw Bucky though you eased up.
"Good morning Doll, how'd you sleep?" Bucky asked.
"Good, why are we in Steves's apartment?"
"Look, uh you regressed, and then Steve came over and told us we had to leave quick because some group was after us. You really don't remember anything?"
"No the last thing I remember is laying in our bed."
Steve ended up explaining everything to you guys. And how he knew the threat. He had been tracking a group of men that were seeking revenge on both of you. Steve found out that back in the day one of your missions was to eliminate a target that happened to be in a crime syndecate. The syndecate lost track of both of you since Hydra was pretty allusive, but now they found your location.
"Well why should we even be concerned, we have literally scared many grown men, these are just men."
"Well, we should be because according to our informants they have connections everywhere. Y/N please sit down, I need to tell you something." Steve said.
"Why? What's wrong?"
"Dr. Raynor is a part of that group. She planned on giving you the recording of the age regression hypnosis to trigger you into a regression when we need you the most. Almost like the whole Hydra brainwashing, only faster and no pain. It is a viable therapy technique but she can use that audio whenever she wants to make you useless. Our team even figured out that they put a tracker in the device she gave you."
You stared at Bucky shocked. She gained your trust. Knew everything about you and used it against you. What would you guys do now?
Honey we need to talk - Steve Rodgers x little!reader
AN:///Hey this is my first fan fiction so please don’t be that hard on me lmao. also i just wanted to say that this isn’t a kink and I don’t write any kink related stuff. PSA age regression is a coping mechanism. If you like my work please like <3 also my asks are open so feel free to ask or suggest stories if you like :)
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(Y/N) POV
The surviving Avengers were finally coming back to the tower. Life had already changed just within the hours of the blip, but (Y/N) was alone and did not know about the blip. (Y/N) had been home at the tower safe, protected, from the terror that the avengers were fighting. She knew about Thanos and how he was trying to get all the stones, but the Avengers are the most powerful superheroes ever, they have to win, right? F.R.I.D.A.Y had been keeping watch of the currently sleeping (Y/N) making sure she was okay. The Avenger’s tower was known to be soundproof to keep the bustling sound of the city outside, which is why (Y/N) hadn’t been disturbed. The screams, screeches of cars, and general commotion of the people were not heard by the sleeping girl. F.R.I.D.A.Y did know what had happened when she lost contact with most of the avengers. She did not want to alarm (Y/N) since she had been extremely stressed out and with stress came her age regression. F.R.I.D.A.Y just did not want her to panic without anyone to physically console her since almost everyone she loved was gone. She would just wait till the remaining avengers arrived back to tell her what happened and so she could inevitably regress in the comfort of someone’s arms.
(Y/N) woke up with a yawn surrounded by scattered stuffed animals and ruffled bedsheets. The first thing that she wanted to do was to check her phone to see if Bucky, Steve, or Peter texted her to check up or send a picture of them together happy and coming home. Peter was a regressor like (Y/N) and they would always play together in the toy room conveniently located next to (Y/N)’s room. But, when she tapped on their phone it would not turn on. Even the dead battery screen that would pop up if she did forget to charge her phone the night before didn’t even pop up. So, she decided to ask F.R.I.D.A.Y what was wrong with the phone. “I am sorry (Y/N) I can not seem to turn on your phone, there doesn’t seem to be any issue with it” F.R.I.D.A.Y states. “What do you mean nothing wrong? It won’t even turn on. Ugh I guess I will have to go and get a new phone then.” (Y/N) says. That is when F.R.I.D.A.Y quickly responds “I am sorry to tell you this, but I have been advised to keep you inside for your safety.” She let out a huff and decide that she might as well get dressed. She doesn’t even know when everyone will be back, but the night before Steve called and said that they would all probably be back the following day. All she wanted to do is color and play with stuffies with Peter while Steve sat in the chair in the corner of the shared playroom reading a book.
Steve’s POV
Bucky disintegrated right before his eyes. His best friend, gone, all from a snap. Thanos had disappeared and left Steve, Natasha, Wanda, and Bruce enraged, however, what could they do. The flight back was solemn and quiet. No one dared to cry in front of each other despite the trauma accumulated today, save for Nat who sat quietly crying. Steve only looked forward to seeing his favorite person, (Y/N), which he cared for most of the time due to her tendency to regress when he is with her. He did not mind at all, in fact his caring personality just made him gravitate more towards being (Y/N)’s caregiver. His brain was going a mile a minute just thinking of how to tell (Y/N) that half the population was gone, including some people she loved so much. The avengers were informed by F.R.I.D.A.Y which avenger had sadly been blipped. That only caused the already somber mood to become worse. Steve just sat there staring at the many buttons on planes’ cockpit thinking about how (Y/N) would react to the news of Peter being gone. He was her only little friend, he was always there for her when she was having a hard day and needed to regress. They were best friends, just like Bucky and I. ‘I think I will just tell her as an adult and then take care of her if she needs to regress’ Steve thought. They then eventually started descending onto the landing pad on top of the tower.
(Y/N)’s POV
It was now about 8 pm. You kept youself occupied by cleaning since oddly enough the usual cleaner never showed up.You thought that it was weird, but assumed that the cleaner may have had the day off or something. The T.V. was also broken, like your phone it wouldn’t turn on. You could not watch the news or a movie, so you were pretty bored the whole day. You were pulled out of your boring thoughts when you heard keys enter the lock on the front door. Steve entered first looking panicked as he looked around to see if you were there, alive. You smiled at him and gave him a big hug, which caused him to hug you tighter almost as if you would disappear right before him. Immediately, you knew it was a hard mission. I mean they were gone for weeks so it had to be hard. However, He had a look on his face that you had never seen before. “Honey we need to talk” Steve sighed. They both walked into your bedroom to talk in private. You sat down on your bed hugging your stuffed purple fluffy bunny that was won by Bucky at a fair one year. Steve got the chair by your desk and moved it to be in front of you and then sat. “So, I am sure you are wondering what happened today?” Steve asked. “Yeah kinda. I haven’t heard anything since my phone is broken and the T.V. was off” you huffed. “Sweetie there really isn’t a good way of putting this...” he hesitated for a second but then started talking again looking at you straight in the eyes, “So Thanos got all the stones and snapped his finger which caused half the population to disappear.” You then started hugging your bunny as he continued to explain which avengers were gone. Tears were already starting to spill as you shut your eyes tightly. When he mentioned that peter was gone that is when you let out a loud pained cry. Steve had to hug you, to comfort his princess. He was not sure if he should have told you that a ton of people were gone, but you needed to know. If he didn’t and you would have asked about Peter, it would probably cause him to burst into tears. You started to regress, he could tell because you started sobbing and rocking. He knew that he needed to comfort you better than just hugging you so he decided that distracting you might be better. “Princess, I know you are sad about what I told you, but I just want you to know I am here for you.” Steve calmly says. “Bu-But I wan Pete n buck” (Y/N) blubbered. “I know baby, you can cry as much as you want,” He says while placing your head on his chest. Tears stain his shirt. He was tempted to cry with you, but he knew he needed to save his tears for when he was alone. Now was the time for his princess to grieve. After you crying for about twenty-five minutes Steve grabbed your paci so you could sleep. He could tell you had regressed. He placed you on your bed to lay down with your favorite bunny stuffie in your arms. Steve decided to sleep in the chair for the night just to watch over you in case you woke in the middle of the night in need of some comfort. He sat there staring at your sleeping form silently sobbing just because of all the stress of the day. It just hit him like a wave, but he eventually fell asleep. You woke up at 2 am to use the bathroom. You looked around the nightlight lit room to find Steve passed out in a chair located in the corner of the room. You slowly walked over, stuffie in hand, to wake the superhero up. You could not go to the bathroom by yourself since she was scared Thanos would be outside her door. Not even the bravest stuffie you owned could calm your fears. You poked Steve’s thigh to wake him up. Steve looked around in a panic only to see your puffy face. “Hey doll, what does my little princess need?” he asks. “I need to go potty, but I scared to go alone...” You shyly stated. “That’s okay, come on baby.” He escorts you to the bathroom and back. “Um Stevie, could you pwease cuddle me to sleep. I scared to sleep myself?” You sheepishly ask. ”Of course my baby.”
The next morning
You had woken up small. You could only speak like a three-year-old. That was okay with Steve though because he loved caring for you. He carried you into the living room and went into the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee and you a sippy cup with strawberry milk with a plate of mini pancakes. He turned on your favorite Disney movie while he cooked for you. Caring for you was a needed distraction. He needed to feel like he was making a difference and obviously, the events of the previous day made him feel like all his efforts of protecting America or the Earth were all for nothing. But, taking care of you was rewarding and therapeutic. “Stevie, thanks for the pancakes, dis milk is so good too!” (Y/N) exclaimed with a cute little smile. “Aw, you’re so welcome, sweetie.”
5 years later
Time had passed, (Y/N) regressed more often than ever. She was rarely ever her adult self. Thankfully Steve had set up a group talk therapy session with some survivors which (Y/N) joined every time they had a meeting. She would only talk about missing Peter while hugging a stuffie she would bring. The group members never judged her though since they all had their own coping mechanisms if they had any. She was usually really shy in front of the group since mentally she was three and really did not have that much to say in front of the strangers.
Eventually, Bruce hatched an idea to bring everyone back, which caused you to be alone again. You just stayed in the playroom alone playing with barbies or watching a movie. Steve would call you from time to time to check up on you, luckily F.R.I.D.A.Y was a great caretaker and gave you your basic needs. The Avengers were now successful in bringing everyone back. Sadly, Tony had passed away though. You attended his funeral with Steve at your side. You still hadn’t seen Peter yet but did not want to interrupt his grieving since Tony was his main caregiver and mentor. Tony was the only father figure he had and he was just gone. Steve decided it would be best to have you pick a stuffed animal at the store for Peter to keep during this hard time. You decided on a red bear with a gold ribbon on his neck. Steve had the red bear in his hands ready to gift to Peter, while you had a new Pink bear with a white bow around its neck that you named Poppy. Once the funeral was done Steve held your hand to walk up to Peter. He looked so small and in need of someone to care for him. Steve then spoke, “Peter, I am deeply sorry for your loss. I know how you feel and if you need (Y/N) or me, don’t hesitate. (Y/N) thought that she should get you this special bear for you to give you comfort.” He handed Peter the red bear and Peter just hugged it close. Steve knew that he was going to have to take care of Peter and (Y/N) from now on, but he was ready for it. He loved you both dearly. “I hope you like the bear Peter, I thought you would like him since he’s your favorite color. See I have a pink one like yours, we’re twins!” You said trying to distract Peter. Peter rarely ever spoke when he was little, and this wasn’t any different. He eventually accepted your gift with a tight hug as his tears fell on your shoulder.
Time skip: a couple of months
Peter eventually moved into the tower and got a room next to yours. Steve now had two regressors to take care of now, but at least he had the aid of Bucky who would just baby sit. You were currently in your room putting on one of Steves old shirts with black leggings. His shirts made you feel even smaller since it was so baggy. Steve then quietly knocked on your door for permission to come in. “Yes?” you asked. Steve then opened the door and stepped in with his hand in Peters. Peter had a smile on his face for probably the first time in months. You smiled back and then turned to face Steve who obviously wanted to ask you something. “Are you little right now (Y/N) or are you big because Pete wants to play blocks with you?” Steve asks. You beam and excitedly say, “I wan play blocks! Pete can we make a town wif da blocks and cars and my dollys?” This just caused Peter to run and hug you. You two ran to the next room to play together. Storage containers were quickly opened and blocks were scattered to begin construction on the town. Steve watched you two play from the door with a smile on his face.
Really liked the regressor Miguel hcs ! do you have any Peter b Parker cg hcs???
Thank you! ^^ and ye I do! ^^
(Idk if this is for Peter being readers caregiver or Miguel’s so I’m just gonna go with for reader, but if u want me to do this same thing but for Peter caring for Miguel just let me know!! ^^)
Btw this is for a toddler regressor ^^
❤️ takes you to get fast food
🍕if you ask for a glass of milk he’ll add whip cream and give u a silly straw ^^
💙 he’ll get you your own robe and joke about you being his mini me
🍔 you make something? Going on the fridge. Can’t go on the fridge? He’ll post about it all day long
❤️ If he has to make food or doing something that’ll make it hard for him to keep an eye on you, he’ll ask MJ to watch you for a bit
🍕 he’ll bribe you with candy to call miguel “tió vampiro”
💙 he’ll pick you up and play space rocket with you, hold you tight and moving you through the air like you’re up in space!
🍔 food fights aren’t common but when they happen they’re super fun! ^^ (and definitely happened because you started it and not because he did /s )
❤️ Always kisses your cheek and says goodnight. Even if you’re already sleep. ^^
🍕 Says that he loves you repeatedly! He never wants you to forget it! ^^
writing prompt: maybe either cg martin blackwood from the magnus archives or cg eda the owl lady from the owl house?? either with another character regressing or a reader?
Caregiver eda and regressed reader headcanons ^^
🦉eda’s a little confused at first but quickly gets the hang of being a caregiver.
🏠 she’ll save up snails to buy you plushies and fairy pie
🦉she and king will play games with u 🎲🎲🎲
🏠 She’ll teach you how to use glyphs
🦉you’ll always be going on fun adventure with her
🏠 she’ll keep your coloring book and markers in her hair
(so sorry anon, that’s really only what I can think of for eda as a caregiver. I would add something for/about Martin Blackwood but I’m not really a watcher of the magnus archives! Sorry! >-< )
Squishmallow Scare and Peter Bucky Barnes x regressed!reader
I have been obsessed with squishmallows lol so I decided to write this. If anyone has any suggestions my asks are open ♡
word count: 1.7k
Mute!regressed!reader
Y/N had accumulated a bunch of squishmallows since Bucky loved spoiling his baby. Almost every time he’d go to the store he would actively search for any squishmallows. Steve has also looked for them before when the store opens just to get the one she wanted even though she would rarely ask for them.
Bucky would hear her talk about new ones that come out and so he would try and get them, even with Steve's help. Y/N woke up from a scary nightmare and Bucky was gone. Bucky had left for an emergency in Canada of all places and was arriving that morning. She wanted to wake up peacefully but obviously, her brain chose violence.
She turned over in their shared bed and reached for the squishmallow that fell onto the floor when she was sleeping. The sun shone through the window causing her to strain her just closed eyes. She was sweaty and just did not want to be an adult today. So she headed to the living room where the other half of her many squishes were located. She also had a designated room that was next to Bucky’s office that was her playroom. She went up to the ten squishes and gathered them up to put them back into the playroom.
She placed ten of them on their couch since she was home alone and needed company. The playroom had a light pink wall with a bookshelf filled with coloring books and children's books, a small comfortable couch, a bean bag, a small table, and of course all her squishes and other toys. The squishmallows were in the corner of the room and piled up. She dumped them on top of each other carefully and stared at them. She sleepily bent down and moved some over to make a hole. She then crawled into it and laid down on the fluffy carpet and had all the squishes cover her body.
She hugged one to her chest and heard the front door open and her Bucky shout out “drăguță!” Y/N stayed quiet while Bucky searched each room for her. She decided to scare him when he called for her. Bucky walked inside the playroom, where she usually was when regressed, and looked around for her. She heard his footsteps approach where the squish pile was. When it got quiet she rose suddenly which made Bucky jump and scream. “Oh my god you scared me so bad Y/N” Bucky exclaimed. She chuckled as Bucky gave her his hand so she could stand up. She still held her favorite squish as Bucky pecked her lips. He had noticed that something was off. Usually, she was talking his ear off, but she was quiet. He had experienced this a couple of times with her, she went mute when she hadn’t regressed in a while. His absence had caused her to not be able to regress since she had become accustomed to him aiding her in her regression.
He looked at her fondly and asked “Do you need my care honey?” She just nodded and he put his arms around her waist and commanded a quiet “up”. He held her in his arms and spun her around which caused her to smile. “Is that your baby? They are very cute.” He patted the squishes head with one hand as he balanced her on his hip. “I know you’re regressed Y/N, but I will just tell you about my flight back because oh was it eventful,” Bucky said as he sat down on the playroom couch. “So I was heading to the airport and saw one of the stores that sell squishmallows and I saw that they had the mystery ones you wanted so I had to get you a couple of bags!” She squealed with joy as Bucky sat her down on the couch and walked out into the living room to grab the bag he got. She hopped on her butt in excitement as he walked back in with the colorful reusable bag. He had bought her six of the mystery bags each of them 8 inches.
She bit her lip and did grabby hands to the bag. Bucky just chuckled and placed the bag next to your lap. She dumped the bag onto the couch and a couple fell off of it. Bucky just placed the fallen ones with the others as she adamantly opened one of them. “These are not like any of the ones I have gotten you before, they are scented, but I am not sure if all of them smell like marshmallows or if they all have different smells. The bag doesn’t say but I am sure your nose will figure it out huh baby” Bucky explained. She struggled with opening the bag so she grunted and held it out towards Bucky. He smiled and dug in his pocket to grab his abalone shell pocket knife to cut it open. “Here honey you’re too small let me do it.” “And remember to never touch a sharp object, only me ok?” He asked while giving her a wink.
She blushed as he handed her one bag. “Ooooo which one did you get princess!” He exclaimed. The scent of chocolate was overwhelming but comforting as she pulled out the green dragon. She beamed as she hugged the small green creature. Bucky continued cutting the tops open and handing them to her. She just squealed in joy as she pulled out each stuffie giving each a kiss and hug. Surprisingly Bucky had gotten each squish in the series, so Y/N was happy. He would grab one and smell it to attempt to figure out each scent. He’d hold out the stuffie for her to sniff also as he listed off his guesses of each scent, which she’d either respond with shaking her head yes or no. He would list off weird guesses like “grass” or “slime scent”, which would just make her laugh. Her favorite had to be the unicorn since she smelled like flowers.
“So how about a snack, you know Peter is coming over today right?” Her head shot up and looked towards Bucky. She hadn’t played with Peter in so long since he was moving into the tower and preparing to work as a full-time avenger. Y/N and Peter were regressors, but the only issue is that Tony was his caregiver and had passed away the year before. This caused him to struggle to regress, which would affect his crime-fighting. Luckily, Y/N, Bucky, and Steve had helped him get back to his old self, but being an Avenger was hard. Bucky and Y/N walked into their shared kitchen to have a quick snack before Steve and Peter came over.
She sat at the table and watched her caregiver cut fresh strawberries into tiny pieces for her. She eventually ate all her strawberries and patiently waited for Peter to arrive so she could play with her. She had never been mute when Peter came over to play, so Bucky knew to explain to Peter why she isn’t talking to him and how she is not being rude to him. Thankfully, Steve texted Bucky and told him that Peter was about 8 years old today. Bucky had completely forgotten to ask Y/N what age she was today, so he asked and she held up four fingers. “Aw such a good baby thank you for showing me four fingers, you’re so smart,” He cooed.
Steve came in with Peter rushing inside to find his friend Y/N. She got a little frightened by the rush and cowered and hid her face with the purple unicorn. Bucky placed a soothing hand on her arm as Steve reprimanded Peter for not keeping his composure. “Peter I told you she is younger than you right now. I know you are excited to see her but you need to apologize for giving her a scare,” Steve said. Peter walked up with his green plastic dinosaur with a sad look and apologized to her. Peter sat directly in front of her on the floor as she sat on the couch rubbing her unicorns fur. “Hey! I said I was sorry Y/N! Why are you ignoring me,” Peter whined. Steve quickly told him to lower his voice since the whining made her cower.
Bucky then explained why Y/N was acting the way she was. Peter seemed to understand that it was not his fault at all and seemed to get embarrassed. However, this made Peter even more caring of her. He felt the need to be protective of her now, to be her big brother. He quickly placed his favorite big green T-Rex next to her thigh as Peter ran to her playroom. Steve just sat and let Peter do what he wanted to do. Peter then came rushing back in taking all the squishes he could grab in his hands and bringing them inside the living room. He then placed them all on the couch which made her smile at Peter. He knew your dolls were like a security blanket to you.
You two played together for the whole day. Peter mostly would tell you stories he made up in his brain about dinosaurs and robots which would make you smile. He also helped you eat dinner, which was dino nuggets, french fries, and a Capri sun. He’d even give you an extra nugget just because he felt bad. Dessert was a pudding cup with sprinkles in it. Eventually, it was 8 pm which was your bedtime, Peter did not want to leave and pleaded that he stay the night. So Steve agreed and left him there with Bucky.
Both Y/N and Peter slept in the playroom on foldable beds that could be turned into chairs. A night light was turned on near the door as Bucky set up their beds. He opened the closet and pulled out two fuzzy princess and robot blankets for the two. Y/N walked up to her squish pile and handed Peter a dog squishmallow to sleep with. He ruffled her hair and said thanks as they both cuddled in their beds. Bucky stood by the door and smiled at the two. Y/N hugged two of her new squishes and wished that she had more to cuddle.
