Do you think you could maybe do caregiver headcanons for Slenderman??
Pairing: Cg!Slenderman x little!reader
Contains: cg/l dynamics, Slender babying the reader, fluff, mentions of littlespace
**Ageregression and littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
You don’t really get a choice when it comes to being Slender’s little or not
One minute you were just walking through the forest just being a baby trying to be discreet and next there was an elditch horror explaining you belonged to it now.
That being said this man is The Caregiver™️
He is so patient it’s honestly a bit scary. You can throw tantrums and break as many rules as you want and he will not get angry.
However, he will never hesitate to punish you either
Making you write lines or stand in the corner are his favorites because he can keep you in the office while you do it
Bonus points if there are proxies or pastas in the office for extra humility
Slender also adores dressing up his little one, he loves coordinating your outfits to any dates he takes you on.
Slenderman would fully want a 24/7 dynamic, he always sees you as his pretty baby, even when you insist you’re all big and grown.
Say that to the sippies and stuffies littering your shared room
Slender is a very touchy daddy, usually having one of his tendrils wrapped around an ankle, wrist, or waist at all times, he can’t let his baby wander too far.
Absolutely makes all the Pastas and Proxies treat you so nice.
hi hi could you write a Slenderman x little reader who wants to be carried all the time
like won't throw a tantrum but will be pouty until picked up again
Cg!Slender x Little!Reader
Contains: established relationship, fluff, slender is so caring, honorifics (Papa) used
Bold of you to assume Slender wouldn’t want to spend most of his time carrying you
Slender is always holding onto you in some way, often times having a tendril firmly wrapped around your wrist so you never wander to far while you play in the woods
Having an Eldritch horror as a caregiver is sometimes not the safest dynamic in the world and slender has every right to feel a bit paranoid in his opinion
Your clinginess just further justifies his reasoning with this
If you’re not being tethered to him by one of his tendrils you’re probably being held in his arms
The amount of top secret missions and information you know about the operator and creepy pastas all because Slender isn’t capable of letting you out of his lap while giving the proxies instructions is hilarious
He would slaughter countless innocents for the same thing, but not you
Slender is actively putting a hit on someone and you’re sitting in his lap coloring away
“They are to be terminated. Do you understand Masky?” “Yes, Sir.” “I want his head as proof….Oh, baby, amazing job! We’ll have to hang this on the fridge….Masky, before you leave make sure this gets on the fridge.” - Actual conversation between Masky and Slender over your latest coloring page
Slender also loves going on walks through the woods while letting you pick your favorite flowers or leaves from around the Forrest, you never have to worry about something ever being out of reach
Hiya may I request a slenderman comforting a trans male little after a bad day or maybe a nightmare??
Cg!Slenderman x male!little! Reader
Contains: CG/L dynamics, male coded reader, slight mentions of dysphoria, fluff, nightmares, brief mention of past trauma nondescript, this is a bit short
“Darling, wake up.“ you heard the deep voice boom in your head, you were shaking and so scarred, you wanted to wake up, you didn’t like this, you didn’t like remembering it, why did it come in your dreams?
“Baby boy, please, wake up.” The voice said with earnest. You could feel the sleep wearing off as you were painfully slowly woke up from the dream, you sat up quickly in bed and took one look at your faceless caregiver and broke down into tears sobbing as hard as you could.
“Shhhh, little love, I’m right here,” Slenderman said to you tenderly as he wiped a tear from your face gently
“I hate remembering I’m not right, I’m not me, I don’t want to be trapped being someone I’m not.” You gasped and choked the words out through your heaving sobs.
“My dearest prince, you are perfectly fine the way you are, you know what you are, you know yourself, and the only person who thinks you’re ‘not right’”, he said with air quotes around the last words, “is you. I think you are perfect and the most handsome and sweet man I’ve ever known.” Slender says gently as he pulls you into a strong hug and gently plays with your hair as you cuddle up to him, this time falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Littlespace, kidnapping, toxic cg/| dynamic, unhealthy relationships, humiliation as punishment, time confusion
*This is very different from my regular stories on this account, please exercise caution*
**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
Your head pounded
Your mouth was dry
You opened your eyes, the world around you was blurry and disoriented, it wasn't long before your eyes finally focused,
You were in a fucking cell.
You stood up and peered between the bars of the cell you were confined in, the room outside of the cell was very tidy and neat, there was dark red walls and a big bed with black blankets on it aswell as a dresser and vanity, the cell was in direct eyesight of the bed. You looked around inside the cage and your heart sank, there was a sippy cup of water placed next to the small air mattress with (favorite color) blankets on it, there was a few stuffed animals on the bed, there was also a small bookshelf with children's books and coloring books on it, there was also a toy box with all kinds of toys filing it,
"I'm so glad you're awake." The voice of your captor pulls you out of your thoughts, you turn around and lock eyes with him,
"Where am I?" You ask and he rolls his eyes,
"Will you let me finish? You can ask questions when I say you can." He says, you close your mouth and stare at him,
"You answered my questions correctly so I've taken you to be mine." He says nonchalantly, as if he hadn't kidnapped you,
"First things first my name is Jason, but you can call me Daddy, you've obviously had a look around your new room and can understand what our dynamic will entail." He pauses,
"Now you can ask your questions." He stares at you with his arms crossed over his chest, he's leaning against the black bed frame, your head spins as you take in this information but you had to choose your first question wisely,
"Our dynamic? I've never heard of that." You say cautiously, hoping to not piss him off, you're guessing this was the correct thing to ask because he lights up and walks up to only a few feet infront of your cell with a wolfish grin on his face,
"Well you're going to be my little, we have two different dynamics, one that's nonsexual where I take of you, my adorable little love, and the other is a very standard dom and sub dynamic this one will be sexual." He says and you stare at him blankly,
"We're only going to focus on the first one for now, we will discuss rules and other important things here soon." He finishes.
"Okay, wow that's a lot to take in." You say,
"Alrighty, no more questions." He says and you stare at him
"What?! I only got to ask one thing!" You yell at him, his gaze turns icy, his yellow eyes flash blue he waves his hand and the cell opens he walks in and the door shuts behind him,
"I can see that you're already going to try and make this difficult and I will not tolerate that." He says and you both stand there, neither of you daring to move, it's at this moment you finally take in the man's features, he has shaggy long red hair and an almost perfect features, his face is so perfect it's a bit off.
"Well? Are you going to be difficult?" He barked and you flinched in shock
"No, no, I won't I'll be good." You say softly
"Good. I'll let you now now the more you misbehave the more privileges you loose." He says and you look at him confused,
"Privileges?" You ask quietly and he nods another smile creeps its way onto his features, he waved his hand and walked out of the cell, the door closing right behind him you follow him with your eyes and watch nervously as he approaches the dresser and opens the top drawer he pulls something out and turns around hiding the object behind his back,
"Tell me, Baby, have you noticed you're not wearing the same clothes I brought you here with?" He says and you look down at your body to see that you're now dressed in a pair of baby pink footie pajamas, you look back up at him in horror,
"Unzip it." He says and you shake your head no,
"Are you disobeying your daddy?" He says and tears fill your eyes, he's going to make you take your clothes off,
"I'm waiting, if you make me wait any longer I'm going to punish you." He says and you start unzipping the pajamas as tears fall down your face, once the pajamas are completely unzipped you finally gain the courage to look at the red haired man to see that he was now standing inches away from you, he used one hand to push the pajamas off your shoulders revealing your torso, you let out a sigh of relief once you saw you were still wearing your underwear.
"You see these?" He asks, his fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, you feel blush spread across your face as you nod, not breaking eye contact with the tall man infront of you,
"These are a privilege, if you don't behave I'll have no choice but to put you in this." He says as he pulls a diaper from behind his back, you stare at it with a grimace on your face, you can feel your embarrassment deepen, you can already feel shame despite the fact he's just holding the object.
"Look at that, I think maybe you'll behave after all." He coos at you, he softly caresses your cheek with a wicked grin on his face.
Contains: very dark, abusive themes, forced Littlespace, kidnapping, toxic cg/| dynamic, unhealthy relationships, humiliation as punishment, time confusion
*This is very different from my regular stories on this account, please exercise caution*
**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
Ring
Ring
Ring
I moaned and dismissed my phone alarm, I laid in bed contemplating if getting up would even be worth it before I rolled out of bed and trudged to my bathroom. I turned on the shower letting it heat up while I brushed my teeth and took my meds, I looked in the mirror and studied my face I couldn't help but notice the dark bags under my eyes. I slept like shit last night I kept having nightmares but for some reason I couldn't recall the details. I tugged off my pjs and hopped in the shower and immediately got my hair wet, enjoying the feeling of the warm water coating my scalp. I quickly washed my hair and body before turning the water off and getting out of the shower and grabbing a towel.
I quickly brushed and blow dried my hair before going to find a nice outfit,
"What seems,like, professional?" I asked myself as I looked through my closet,
I decided on a deep purple blouse with black flared dress pants and a cute blazer, after getting dressed I applied my make up very lightly deciding to go for a very natural and subtle look, I also decided to wear my hair down. I grabbed a cute pair of black chunky ankle boots out of my closet and tugged them on. I finally walked into my kitchen and my eyes landed on the weird package from the night before, I decided I'd open it later, it did have my name and my address on it but right now I needed to focus on getting this job.
I grabbed a monster energy drink out of the fridge and a muffin before I picked up my keys and made my way to the car, I found the email from Dr.Loomis and copied the address into Google maps. I drove to the interview with anxiety bubbling in my stomach.
I arrived to the facility and parked before walking inside, at the desk was a woman who's face lit up when she saw me,
"Hi there! How can I help you?" She asked and I recognized her voice as the receptionist from yesterday,
"Hi! I have an interview today with Dr.Loomis." I said and she nodded,
"Alrighty, you can follow me." She stands and walks around the desk before leading me back to a side office, she knocks and opens the door before ushering me in.
"You must be (Yourname)!" Dr.Loomis greeted me excitedly and I smiled at him,
"Yes, hi, it's nice to meet you." You say as you take your seat infront of his desk. Dr.Loomis takes some paper in a Manila folder and looks over it.
"So you're a great fit, but I do have to ask about what happened at your previous job?" He asks and you take a deep breath,
"Um, well, one of the patients at the time had grown obsessed with me, he broke out of the facility and stalked me before going on a murderous rampage and killing multiple of my family and friends they had seen me interact with while they were stalking me." You explain and he nodded
"Im terribly sorry that happened to you, and it also has came to my attention that the patient wasn't properly restrained, correct?" He asked and you looked down at the floor,
"Yes, I had tried multiple times to get him more restricted but my superior nurse didn't think it was necessary because he had been in the facility for close to five years with no incident." You ran a hand through your hair nervously,
"Are you sure you will still be able to perform your job after this traumatic event?" He looks sympathetically at you,
"Yes, absolutely, I love my job and I'm great at it." I said and he nodded
"Okay, so how about you start on Monday, I will definitely have you working with someone before we assign you any patients to look over." He says
"That sounds perfect, thank you!" You say, you can feel a huge smile on your face as you reach forward and shake his hand. You walk out of his office and back out to your car, waving at the receptionist on the way out.
You decide to stop by your favorite fast food restaurant and get yourself something as a celebratory treat before heading home, you had not only found a new job but you had found a job in your field. After the incident many places rejected your application worried about the implications but finally someone was willing to give you a chance to get your life back.
You walked into your apartment and sat your food down on the table before you saw that fucking brown box again. You sighed and grabbed some scissors deciding to finally open it.
Inside was a cute pink plush bunny, it had very long ears and button eyes. You definitely didn't order this, could it have been one of your friends? You wracked your brain for answers deciding that it didn't matter, it was just a plush bunny. You gave the toy a soft hug before sitting in down on the table next to the box, you re-checked the box for a card or something but there was nothing.
You shrugged and once again made your way to the couch for food and forensic files.
Littlespace, kidnapping, toxic cg/| dynamic, unhealthy relationships, humiliation as punishment, time confusion
*This is very different from my regular stories on this account, please exercise caution*
**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
Your new medication was definitely helping you sleep, but you couldn't remember your dreams. Even when you woke up screaming you couldn't recall what you were dreaming of just moments ago. You were a lot more paranoid and scared, you had recently noticed some of your favorite clothes were missing as well as other little things in your apartment were just gone.
Work was currently a break from the reality around you as you felt as if you were on a downward spiral, you had left Brandon a message and he he'd left you a message saying that those were normal effects of taking a new medication, you had decided he was right and would keep taking it.
Today you were supervising a dangerous child who had to be kept away from the other kids so it was just you and him. Everything was going fine, he was being very polite and sweet.
"Do you like the puzzles?" You asked him and he nodded before looking up at you. As soon as he looked at you his face fell, he started screaming and crying and crawling away from you,
"NO! NO! WHY IS HE HERE? HE'S BAD HE CANT BE HERE!" he screamed and you turned around to see nothing behind you you slowly walked towards the child
"Jaxon! There's no one there!" You say as you attempt to console him,
"YOU CANT SEE HIM. IM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN. HES GOING TO KILL ME." he screams and you shush him gently it's not long before the orderlies come in and give Jaxon a shot, with in a couple minutes he's out cold.
You stood in the room, giving yourself a moment to compose yourself as you're doing your best to take deep breaths Bianca walks in,
"Hey, are you okay?" She asks and you nod your head 'yes',
"I'm sorry, Jaxon recently got a schizophrenia diagnosis, it wasn't out on his chart yet." She explained and you let out a long breath,
"Oh wow, that's horrible." You said and she nodded before opening her arms in a hug gesture, you simply nod and hug the older woman.
You were sent home early despite your insistence you were fine but Dr.Loomis said he didn't want you to be under any more stress while you're adjusting, so you reluctantly agreed.
Once home you just sat on your couch, head in your hands, you were so on edge. Why would you'd eriously think that he could see something you couldn't before you assumed he had a mental disorder. You literally work in a mental facility. You know better.
