How about a Chucky and Tiffany x little reader where little reader gets clingy with Chucky because they don’t want him to go kill people because they’re afraid he won’t come back (even tho he always does) with fluff at the end. (Reader headspace is 3)
**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
“No!No!No!” You yelled with tears streaming down your face
“Baby, you’ve gotta put daddy down we have to go.” Momma Tiff said as she reached her hands toward the possessed doll clutched in your hands
“No, I don’t want you guys to go, you’ll leave me.” you cry
“What the fuck are you talkin about?! We come back every time.” Chucky says and you cover his mouth causing him to start kicking, you panic as you begin to loose your grip
“Daddy, no please! Just stay tonight please!” You beg as you sit on the floor and try to keep the struggling doll in your grasp. You watch as Tiffany reaches down and plucks him from your arms causing you to tug away shaking your head fiercely, you can tell Chucky is mad, he hates when his doll body is used against him.
“That’s it Little one! I’m giving you to the count of three or else you’re getting a spanking.” Tiffany said and you couldn’t help but tense, you knew this must be a big bad thing for your mommy to threaten to spank you.
“One.” She started to count, her perfectly manicured finger raised to match the numbers she was counting. You sighed and sat Chucky down before burying your face in your hands and sobbing,
“Now, what’s gotten you all worked up? You know I’ll always come back to ya.” Chucky says with his arms crossed,
“I’m just so scared something dangerous could happen to you.” You say through your tears.
“Trust me, babe, this is nothing, we’ve gotten ourselves out of much worse.” Chucky says and you smile weakly. Momma Tiff instantly softens, her brows furrowing slightly.
“Oh, sweetface, you know your daddy and I will always be safe.” She says, taking your chin in between her fingers before she gently untangles your arms from the possessed Good Guy fill your Daddy’s soul was inhabiting. Once free, Chucky ran his hands through your hair.
“Tell ya what… you be good while I’m gone and maybe I’ll have one of those fuckin’ tea parties with you or sum shit… but only if your momma says you behaved.” Chucky says, trying and failing to keep us his usual biting indifference. You gave a shaky smile and a nod, he reached up using his doll hand to brush tears out of your face.
“Great. Now be fuckin’ good.” He says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder since it was the closest thing he could reach as you both sat on the floor, he gave Tiff a kiss, wiping her lipstick from his lips as he ducked out the doggie door Tiff had installed for him to come and go from her trailer.
Can I just say you are such an amazing writer? Honestly, I love agere hc’s and it’s sometimes WAY to difficult to find any! But could you maybe do CG Camilo with a fem!reader that was previously abused in her space and is really scared around anyone other than Camilo?
#ʚSafe with himɞ
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↳ Camilo Madrigal, Agere, X Reader, Abuse mention
☆ Camilo had always felt honoured that you felt safe around him.
☆ He's very cautious and gentle with you
☆ He wants to make sure you know he'll never hurt you
☆ When you're little he's extra gentle.
☆ He'l move slower so you can know exactly what he's doing
☆ Always asks for permission to touch you
☆ Shapeshifts his face like in the dinner scene, to appear extra silly and keep you happy.
☆ He'll do anything to keep you safe
☆ and away from those who hurt you in the past
☆ "Everything they said was wrong, they're bad meanies."
☆ He often just takes to cuddling with you, especcially after a nightmare of those times.
☆ "They're not here mi amor. They can't hurt you, you're safe with me."
mbbbbb haii could u maybe write a cg!jeff the killer x little!reader where the reader is having a really bad nightmare and goes to him for comfort? :3/nf
Pairing: CG!Jeff the Killer x little!reader
Contains: CG/L dynamics, fluff, comfort, established relationships, cursing, cuddles
Creakkkk
Jeff sat up in seconds, light flipping on and knife clutched in his left hand. He instantly relaxed as his gaze landed on you.
“Fuck, Kid, you can’t be that quiet. I coulda stabbed ya if you’d slid in bed with me.” He grumbled, his rough voice thick with sleep, he looked at you for a second and sat up straighter.
“What’s wrong? You’re shakin’.” He tugged his covers down and patted the bed next to him. You hesitated for a second before sliding into his bed, your beloved stuffie clutched in your hands as you buried your face into his pale, scar-littered chest. Jeff wrapped his arms around you, and you let out a sigh of contentment as the stress ebbed from your body. The feeling of Jeff’s leathery skin against yours helped to calm you down more than you realized.
“Wanna tell me ‘bout it?” He asks, his lips pressing a chaste kiss to the top of your head. You just shook your head.
“Can’t member it… just knew I got scared.” You mumbled and Jeff nodded, his cheek coming to rest against the top of your head.
“Heh, well, I gotcha. Ain’t nothing gonna hurt you when I’m the scariest thing ‘round.” Jeff murmurs against your hair, his breath warm against your hair, and you tighten your grip around him as he rubs soft circles into your back with his strong, calloused hands.
“Mmm, yeah, you got me.” You say, your face turning to bury into his neck. Jeff, somehow, smelled good in a comforting way, in a manly, safe way, and you’d never admit it to him, but it never failed to help you feel a bit better.
Hii! Could you do a poly Masky and Hoodie x little reader fluff? 😋
I absolutely love that you write nonsexual littlespace! I may or may not have read multiple fics, multiple times from you 😊
Cg!Masky x little!reader x Cg!Hoodie
Contains: fluff, established relationships, poly!Tim and Hoodie x reader, Tim had a hard time and needs some care, reader gets woken up by these two idiots.
“Scoot ‘em over.”
“No, we can’t they’ll wake up.”
“So what? They’ll fall back to sleep.”
“Dammit, Tim, it’ll take forever to get em back to sleep!” The small argument woke you up more than if the men had just moved you, you rubbed your eyes and them flutter open. The room was still dark, save for a burning candle on the nightstand. The familiar masked men standing there still arguing as you sat up.
“Daddy? Papa? You’re home?” You mutter sleepily, Hoodies gloved hands are the first to ruffle your hair as press a kiss to the side of your head.
“Sure am, pretty. We are home.” Brian replied, shooting a glare to the white-masked clad man who moved to rub his temples.
“Scoot over, baby.” Tim said softly and you obliged, giving them enough space to sit on the bed. They each tugged off their respective masks and Brian reached over and ran a hand through Tim’s hair the stressed man clearly relaxing a bit at the reassuring contact. Tim turned to look at you, tugging his gloves off as his hand instantly sought the soft flesh of your cheeks. Desperate to feel you and remind himself he’s home. He’s free of the operator even for just seconds.
Brian is already moving, changing into pajamas and fluffing the pillows. The two men had a difficult mission, the kind where they wondered if there was any end to the hell they lived in, but the fact you were here waiting to cuddle between them it reassured them they were doing something right. To have your love, your trust, your dependence obviously meant there was still something left of their souls and hearts.
Tim doesn’t remember changing but you saw how Brian helped him, you saw Brian whisper sweet things in his ear as he helped Tim lay down, you instantly cuddled into his side bringing Tim back in pilot of his body, a weary smile crossing his face.
“You guys think I can sleep in the middle tonight?” Tim asks, you and Brian both look at him.
“Tim, you don’t even gotta ask.” Brain says and you nod, you can feel Tim’s body relax and he nods.
“Just checking.” He mumbles and you lay your head on his shoulder.
“I just… need my loves.” He mumbles, a kiss pressing into your forehead as Brian slides into bed, receiving his forehead kiss with a hum. Brian throws one of his firm arms over the both of you, guiding you all into a laying position.
“And your loves need you, Tim.” Brian mumbled into the other man’s hair, he felt you nod into Tim’s shoulder.
“Goodnight Daddy, Goodnight Papa, love you both.” You mumbled sleepily.
“Sweet dreams, sweetie, love you so much.”
“G’night baby. I love you too.”
You hear before Brian blows out the candle, the room washing dark with only the sound of your breathing filling it until you all drift to sleep cuddled up.
hello,, I don't know if you are taking requests and if you are not i'm sorry for the inconvenience!
but if you are, can you write a cg!Michael Myers x little!reader where the reader is overwhelmed because her workplace is too noisy and she ends up regressing to a very little age (like 1 year) and Michael comforts the reader with a bottle of chocolate milk and a lot of affection? :3
**Ageregression and littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**
You just had to get home. You’re so close… so close to refuge.
You clutched the steering wheel so hard you felt the tension building in your knuckles.
Dont. Slip. It was just overwhelming, nothing happened.
Do. Not. Slip. Not now, not when you need to focus.
You’re almost there. So, so close… you can see your home.
You pulled into your driveway and almost forgot to put your car in park before turning it off, you hopped out the car and rushed inside the door slamming behind you harder than you would’ve liked. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Michael at the top of the stairs, staring you down from behind his mask as you sank to your knees, the emotions of the day hitting you now that you could feel it.
Before you knew it Michael had you scooped up into his arms, holding you close as he rubbed small circles on your back, something you had taught him that would help you. He picked you up, carrying you on his hip as he began doing something you were too distracted by your emotions to notice. The only sounds you heard was your sniffles, Michael’s soft breathing behind his mask, and the occasional creaking of the floor. The relief you felt from the silence making the vice like pressure and pain in your skull begin to subside. After a few minutes Michael sits down, pulling you into his lap, you wipe your eyes as you feel something squishy press against your lips, you open your mouth instinctively as Michael pressed the bottle into your mouth, you gave a content hum as the chocolate milk washed over your tongue. You snuggled up to Michael as he held you. You’d tell him later, but right now you were much too small to communicate and instead decided to just be here, in your Carer’s lap.
Could we possibly get some CG Pepa headcanons on how she'd handle finding one of her childrens friends, regressed somewhere in casita while visiting? 😊
You dont have to as its a bit out of the norm, but itd be nice to see how that would possibly play out!
#ʚPEPA FINDING YOU REGRESSEDɞ
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↳ Pepa Madrigal, Agere, X reader
☆ You'd been friends with Camilo for a few years now
☆ And today you'd come over to hang out with him
☆ ...After a long day of only overwhelming chores and work
☆ You'd felt the tug even before you came to Casita, but thought you could ignore it for atleast a few hours so you could hang out with Camilo without anything bothering you
☆ Except that didn't work out
☆ Camilo had gone to his tia to get you both some snacks and drinks.
☆ And it became too hard to ignore.
☆ Camilo said he'd be gone for only like a few minutes
☆ which was a plus because he knows about your regression and has helped out before
☆ so you can imagine your surprise when Pepa came into your view instead.
☆ She seems to immediatly know what's going on and rushes over to comfort you
☆ Sits with you and listens to whatever you wanna say/comforts you until Camilo's back
☆ Somewhere in between she absolutely dashes for her room to get little stuff for you if you want it
☆ Gentle hugs with backrubs <3
☆ Sticks around when Camilo comes back
☆ Camilo is afraid she looks like she's gonna lecture him
hi ! I’d like to ask if you could please do an one shot of CG! Isabella w a stimming, infodumping little. If you don’t, that’s okay! Hope this doesn’t annoys you
#ʚAdorationɞ
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↳ Isabela Madrigal, Agere, X Reader
☆ She thinks all of it adorable.
☆ She's absolutely encouraging you to keep talking all you want
☆ she loves your stims she thinks their super cute.
☆ She'll often look into anything you're interested in herself.
