Agere Little - Tumblr Posts
What usually goes in my little bag !! :D
Forrest the triceratops
Juice in my dino sippy :)
Dummy the diplodocus
Big paci
Little paci
Blankie
Dino blankie
So if anyone who sees this makes moodboards, can someone make one base around sprigatito, pleaseeee :3
It’d be rad if you drew a shroomish, it’s one of my favorites.
I hope this is okay, I did my best!! 💚
This is a silly stimboard I made for myself a while ago, and I wanted to share!!
Can you make a sonic stem board plssss?!
Here you go! Shockingly, I couldn't find many good sonic gifs? Anyway I hope you enjoy it! ♡
A small rant!
Yesterday, me and tigey had cake after I was done playing in the pool! We sat on a towel and listened to music too! (Mostly kimya dawson) We sat outside till I think 7 or 8 pm? Then, miqitos started coming out to bite. Then we got back home around 12 because we left around 9 to go home, and it was like a 2-3 hour drive, I think? And we found some Bugz a cricket and a little yellow and black buggy!
Then, later at night, we roasted marsh mallows! (I even threw in that big piece myself!)
And this is kitty. She loves pets, but I think I made her mad cause she hit me in the head, but that's okay!
That all! Thank you if you read this all. Have a good day/night!! ♡
Today's playtime adventures with Tigey and Puppy! (My sister's plushi)
First, We had ice cream and played with chalk for a little while!
After we had ice cream and stuffs Tigey and Puppy played on the swing! But Tigey almost fell off a couple times cuz he never been on swing b4 and he was very nervous
They decided they didn't wanna play on the swing anymore bcuz of Tigey not doing well and stuffs so they went to play in the wild flowers! (Tigey stalking puppy in the flowerz, Shhh don't tell puppy!)
Then Puppy and Tigey watched the chikenz and duckz!!
After that, they played with the real puppy! (Don't tell puppy she's not the real puppy tho)
Then Tigey showed Puppy how high he can climb in a tree!!
After everything, Puppy went home, and Tigey took a nap. Can you guess where?
Up in a tree!! 🌳
The end!!
Extra down below!!
Thank you, If you read all this! Remember, you are loved, valid, and deserve happiness!
I love y'all and have a good day/night! ♡
(Gif not mine)
Where did you get tigey from?
I got Tigey from Good will!! But I do know from the tag (if you wanna look for one) he is a SOS "save our space" plushie! I know they're on eBay for sure. I've seen many!
Gif not mine
Time 4 bedtime little one
Clean your bed and room
Brush your teeth and take a bath
Get dress in your beautiful pjs
And pick out a book
I don't think we talk about littles who only regress when their tired or upset
Like give me a little Scenario where a little is up late , overwhelmed and just regressed. And a caregiver has to not only let the little cry but comfort them to bed and little baby is just so cuddly and tired
alternatives to pacis!!!
pacis can be hard to get, for various reasons!! whether you live with somebody, don't have enough money or any other reason, i'm here to help you!! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-
here are some alternatives!!
🌷- ring pops!! they're not only really yummy, but perfect to act as a paci!! they already have a very similar shape!!
🌷- a sippy cup or a cup/water bottle with a straw!! silicone straws are good to chew on, and you can find water bottles or just the straw anywhere!!
🌷- chewelry!! it's jewelry you can chew on!! there are many online shops in which you can buy them from, and they look really cute!!
🌷- frozen fruits, such as frozen bananas, mango, pineapples, etc can be really helpful!! super yummy and healthy too!!!
🌷- baby food!! baby food that you can buy in little packets are often a good alternative to suck on. to limit suspicion from anybody who might see it, you can buy the fruit ones which are similar to a milkshake
🌷- yoghurt tubes are a bit cheaper than baby food and is less suspicious!! and plus, who doesn't like yoghurt?
i hope these alternatives help you!! thank you for reading, little one and enjoy your day!!
heyyyy its me again, the annon who apparently lives and breathes ghost agere content ✨
hear me out, papa's comforting an upset regressor <3 idk i think it would be cute!
also please stop me if i ever send too many of these!!
Papa nihil
Doesn’t know what to do
He didn’t even take care of his own kids
“Seestor help!!!”
Sister imperator helps by bringing you water and your comfort items( stuffed animal, pacifier, etc)
She places you in front of the tv while holding you(she also glares at a very guilty liking nihil)
Papa emeritus i
Sits you down for tea(or juice if your that tiny)
Let’s you vent while holding you
Bounces you on his leg
Brings you to a quiet place in his garden
Plays with your favorite toys with you
Papa emeritus ii
Try’s to find the root of the problem
Keeps his brothers and father out (he will ask copia for help)
If your really young then he’ll get you a warm bottle of milk
If your older then he’ll have you lie down for a nap while he…. Sorts things out(aka yell at who ever made you upset)
Papa emeritus iii
Shopping time
Of course after he’s gotten you to calm down a bit
Let’s you cry on his shoulder and doesn’t care if you get his clothes messy
Makes sure you drinks lots of water
He’s about to spend so much money on you
Papa emeritus iv
Also very sad
Try’s to get you to talk to him but if you can’t that’s fine
Sings to you while he rocks you in his arms
Brings over some of his rats to make you feel better
Plays with your hair
A/n: I’m real sorry I’ve been so slow I’m trying to clear out my in progress stuff but Ive been super uninspired and busy with work.
How would Copia react to his regressor s/o having a Plushia?
Copias s/o having a Plushia when regressed
He loves that you have a little stuffie that reminds you of him how ever he thinks that Plushia is ugly and an abomination. He won’t get rid of it since he knows you love it but he will glare at it when your not looking. He thinks it’s very sweet though
Nihil babysitting a little when all the other papas are busy, please? :)
Papa Nihil babysitting a little for the other papas
Let’s be honesty Nihil wasn’t a great father. He was too busy with the clergy and the ghost project. When one of his sons come to him with their little and asking for Nihil to babysit he gets excited. He wants to show his sons that he can take care of you and that he can be trusted. He gets as many snacks as possible plus tons of blankets and movies. His favorite activity is to walk you around the church(he has to sit down many times.)
He really enjoys when you fall asleep so he can hold you lol Ike a baby. He has defiantly improved when it comes to caretaking and actually knows what to do. Over all he loves babysitting littles and is sad when his sons have to come get you.
Hiii
Could you write something about the papas with a little that's really upset? Like just some comfort for the big sad 🥺
The papas comforting an upset little
Papa nihil
Super scared
Was not a super great dad to his previous kids so he doesn’t really know how to comfort littles
He brings you lots of treats and stuffies
If that doesn’t work then he gets copia or sister imperator to help
While they help calm you down he stands to the side very awkwardly
Papa i
Honestly he’s the best at comforting in general
He’ll take you out to his garden if you enjoy it
If your mindset is younger then he’ll do his best to put you in a swaddle
He may also bounce you up and down on his leg
Papa ii
He defiantly struggles with comforting someone who is in a younger mindset
He struggles with comforting anyone
He tries to figure out why your upset and how to put a stop to it
He’ll carry you around if it makes you feel better
Papa iii
He’s pretty good at comforting people
His method is to make you laugh
He try’s many different methods including tickles, funny faces, jokes, puppet shows and many more things
Papa iv
He’s defiantly not the best at it
He struggles with connecting to people when their upset
He’ll bring you some of rats
He’ll hold them up and pretend to make them talk
If that doesn’t work the he’ll bring In his ghouls
Note- sorry I’ve been gone for so long. I’ve been very uninspired and I’ve been struggling a bit with my own mental health. I hope you are doing well and I’ll try to post more<3
Angel
Logan (James) Howlett and fem!agere!Reader
A/N: All of my oneshots will be/are written with a fem reader in mind because I write my works self indulgently, however, if it’s requested I have no qualms writing the reader GN
Unless I’m writing a romantic work, there is so age in mind for the reader, however, romantic works will be written with an over 18 reader in mind （╹◡╹）
Logan glances at the creaky wooden staircase as you come bounding down.
Your feet padded with socks and your arms full, your foot nearly slips on a step and he’s up and out of his armchair in seconds, catching you, he sighs deeply before setting you down
“What’d I tell you about being careful on the stairs?”
You cock your head, bashful
“Sorry.”
He hums, picking you up by the armpits
“It’s alright, we’ll look at getting you some of those non slip socks hmm?”
You nod, wrapping your spare arm around his neck, he carries you over to his armchair, sitting down with a groan, propping you up in his lap
“What was all that fuss about, what’s all this stuff?”
He looks down at the pink zip up makeup bags in your hand
“Makeup, n’ nail polish!”
“I can’t do your makeup honey, I don’t know how”
He looks at you, apologetic
You tilt your head, making a show of batting your eyelashes, and tearing your eyes up, he squints, groaning , he should have never let you know how much your puppy dog eyes affect him
“Can I do your makeup?”
He tongues over his teeth, mulling over the question, he rolls his eyes at your wet lashes
“Fine”
You clap, grinning up at him before digging into your bag of kiddie make up, he leans back and closes his eyes when you start to work underpigmented glittery blue eyeshadow into his eyelids, suckling on a pacifier he offered you shortly after you sat down.
He hums an old Bon Jovi song when you swipe lip gloss over his lips, you press a messy kiss to his cheek, he rubs a large hand over your shoulder, clearly pleased by your sweet gesture
“Done!”
You chirp before shoving a small Barbie mirror into his hands, he lifts it, turning his head to admire your handiwork, clearly marred by you childlike state, he grins up at you
“Thank you sweetheart”
He pulls you into a hug
“You made me all pretty”
You hum, shy
“was’ already pretty”
He blinks at you, before he presses a loud, lipgloss-y kiss to your forehead
“Ain’t you cute.”
He leans back in his chair, pulling you with him, bouncing his knee to lull you into a more relaxed state, he clicks a few buttons on the remote, until The Care Bears pops up, both of you sit, content to watch the multicoloured bears trot across the screen.
Logan clears his throat when the episode ends, checking the time
“It’s just about dinner time pumpkin.”
“Dinnr’ da?”
He hums
“It’s also time to clean up Da’s face, don’t you think?”
You nod, rubbing at your eyes
“Do you have any makeup wipes honeybee?”
You shake your head, he groans
“Guess we’re going cvs, you want McDonald’s?”
You grin, nodding, excited at the prospect of a happy meal.
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Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed, comments, requests and reblogs are very appreciated! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
Night Terrors
Logan (James) Howlett and fem!agere!reader
A/N: All of my oneshots will be/are written with a fem reader in mind because I write my works self indulgently, however, if it’s requested I have no qualms writing the reader GN
Unless I’m writing a romantic work, there is so age in mind for the reader, however, romantic works will be written with an over 18 reader in mind （╹◡╹）
In this work Logan’s cabin isn’t far from Xavier’s School :)
TW: Logan has sleep paralysis in this one, blood, trauma, Logan’s Adamantium claws
He can feel the thrum of his rabbiting heartbeat in his chest, he can feel the rippling, burning hot metal bubbling and sizzling under his muscle corded arms and legs.
He can hear his grunts and cry’s of pain, he can hear Stryker’s voice, a venomous rumble to it.
He jolts, partially awake now, coming to the startling realisation that he can’t move, he’s used to the nightmares by now, but this one’s different. Blinking up at the pale ceiling of his cabin bedroom, feeling sweat bead down his forehead.
Logan grunts when he hears your cry’s, hiccuping and sobbing, he squints, desperate to move, to comfort you
“Daddy!”
You weep, he can feel your small hands pressing against his arm, scrambling to wake him up, he looks over at you, only able to see the top half of you, he grits his teeth at the state of you, teartracks and bloodshot eyes, you’re so flustered, unsure.
He doesn’t know how long it’s been, your eyes start to droop, he still can’t move, he bares down, gritting his teeth, anything to get his muscles to wake up.
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Logan jolts upright, his breath panting and heaving. He turns, his first thought being you, he thumbs over your cheek, waking you up, you blink owlishly up at him, you’re so pale, he furrows his brows, he looks down at the sheets pooling around his waist.
His eyes widen at the dried blood staining the white sheets, he pulls them away, his breath stutters when he sees the gash marks in your thigh, peering down at the metal claws peeking through his knuckles.
They retract, he jumps out of bed, wrapping you in the stained sheets before he’s running out of the cabin, a small emergency bag chucked over his bare shoulder.
He sprints, bare feet padding over tree roots and autumn dried leaves, you paw weakly at his chest, feeling too young and tired to put up any real fight.
He bursts through the door of Xavier’s school, you squint at the bright lights of the campus building, whining, Logan shushes you, a sympathetic hand pushing back your hair as he frantically searches for the med-bay, praying to anything that will listen, he breathes a sigh of relief when he sees Hank, awake, but hunched over a desk
“Please, help”
His voice is the weakest you’ve ever heard it, he lies you on a cold medical table, squirming, you whimper
“I’m sorry honeybee, so sorry”
His face is contorted with pain, Hank jumps up, shuffling around to grab gauze and thread, Logan presses a plain pacifier into your mouth, one he’d urgently snatched from the emergency bag.
He was occupied in keeping you awake, the last thing they needed was you fainting from blood loss, he thumbed over your palm, his hand large and warm against yours, he rumbled about promises of whatever food you’d like, sprawling shopping trips for any and all of the toys you wanted, he promised whatever you wanted, to make up for the three scratches crawling up your leg.
Your pupils pinballed as tears dripped down his cheeks, running into his beard, his breath staggering as he came to terms with how much he’d hurt you, how sick from pain you looked, the ghastly scars that will be left, the scars he gave you.
Nausea spilled into his stomach when you cried out, scrambling to get away from the threaded needle Hank pokes at your tender leg with.
“I know angel, I know it hurts, Daddy’s so sorry”
He huffs at your whimpers, his brows crinkled in distraught. He presses a kiss to your damp forehead when Hank announces he’s done, wiping away the drying blood from around the stitches before wrapping it taught in gauze.
You shift, cuddling into his side, wrapping a muscled arm around you, he growls when Hank approaches, you peek over Logan’s shoulder, intrigued, tired eyes landing on the jar of colourful lollies and sweets in his hand, he holds his hands up, surrendering.
Logan softens when he spots the jar mottled with candy, he lets you reach a pawing hand over his shoulder to grab at the sweets, Hank holds out the jar even when you pull your hand out
“Take a few more, you were really brave.”
You don’t hesitate, grabbing a few more lollies.
Logan pulls you up, but now you’re wrapped up in a clean, thicker bedsheet, Hank insisted, claiming that the other one was stained beyond repair and too unhygienic. After a quick but detailed explanation of how to take care of the wound and prevent extensive scarring, you’re waving a dopey goodbye to Hank over Logan’s shoulder. You drift off, clutching at the man.
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Thank you so much for reading! Likes, requests and reblogs are much appreciated
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Me when someone makes the mistake of complimenting my agere works so I follow them, and comment on their fics in support bc I love being a fan.
I love anyone and everyone that supports my work, and it’s not my fault that my mooties are really good at writing cute fics. Please keep writing stuff so I can act like a supportive mother in the comments, you’re doing great sweeties
Heyyyy, i hope you are having a wonderful day, and if not, i hope it gets better
I saw you did a part 2 for worth it and I can't help but want a part 2 for night terror like immediately after the events (like a day or 2) the reader isn't little and comforting logan telling him it wasn't his fault and logans trying to make up for it by over compensating and maybe reader slips again cuz the pain of they're stitches or cuz they feel guilty that logan feels bad because of what he did and it just turns into pure fluff and cuddles by the end
I saw your working on other fics tp so don't feel pressure or anything I just really love your Tumblr thank youuuuuu so much 💗
Night Terrors p2
Logan (James) Howlett and fem!agere!reader
A/N:Thank you so much Anon! I hope you enjoy this work! I didn’t expect so many people to enjoy Night Terrors considering it was just an offhand idea, but I’m glad ya’ll liked it! ∩^ω^∩
I switched up the request a little bit anon, I hope you still enjoy it.
All of my oneshots will be/are written with a fem reader in mind because I write my works self indulgently, however, if it’s requested I have no qualms writing the reader GN
Unless I’m writing a romantic work, there is so age in mind for the reader, however, romantic works will be written with an over 18 reader in mind （╹◡╹）
TW: Logan stresses and feels immensely guilty, slightly description of blood, cuts and bruising.
Logan stares blankly at the tv while you hum drowsily along to the theme tune of the cartoon playing, he clenches his fists when your squirming causes your sleep shorts to ruck up, the gauze peeks through, its dappled with blood.
He clears his throat
“Bee, it’s time to change your bandages.”
You blink up at him, smiling dopily
“Okay pa.”
You wiggle, shifting so Logan can cut off the bandages and replace them.
He drops the first aid kit down next to you in the couch, plopping down onto a stool in front of you, you giggle at the funny picture of his hulking body dwarfing the stool underneath him.
He pushes your shorts away from the gauze, picking up a pair of scissors to cut away the bandage, his hands tremble when the metal touches your skin, blinking out of his haze when you call for him
“Daddy? What’s wrong?”
He rubs a hand over his face
“I can’t believe I let myself hurt you, I’m so sorry honeybee.”
he presses a multitude of kisses on your head, he’s shaken.
“But you didn mean it, you said sorry n it’s all okay now”
Logan blinks, thumbing gently over your kneecap, he smiles at you mournfully
“No, I didn’t mean it, thank you, sweetheart.”
He steadies himself, picking up the scissors to slice through the gauze, he winces at the bloody cuts, the skin around them inflamed and bruising.
He grasps your knee, before swabbing around the stitches with iodine and quickly, sturdily wrapping up your thigh, he gently pats your shin
“All done babydoll.”
You smile, pressing a messy kiss to his bearded cheek, you then start to wring your hands nervously
“Can you decorate the bandage please?”
He huffs through his nose, smiling
“It’ll be coming off tomorrow, you know?”
You nod, stubborn
“Alright bee. Where are your stickers?”
You point to the cabinet under the tv, where all your colouring books and pencils were stored.
His knees creak when he stands, crouching down to retrieve your stickers, he peels a pack open, grunting when he thumps back down onto his stool, you giggle as he fiddles with the stickers, struggling to peel them off of their sheet.
You smile when he gets to work, evenly spreading an amalgamation of different kitten stickers on your thigh, before finally pressing one larger, glittery one to the middle, ever gentle.
“There you go sweets.”
You admire his handiwork, twisting awkwardly to watch the glitter sparkle and glimmer in the light.
“Thank you pa!”
He pushes your hair away from your face, smooshing a kiss to your forehead.
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Logan carries you up the stairs after dinner, your belly full of good, home cooked food. He drops you off in the bathroom.
“Brush your teeth and pee, I’ll get your pyjamas, okay?”
You nod, sleepy.
By the time he’s done, you’re dozing on the toilet seat, wanting to sit down after doing what he told you.
He smiles, gently lifting you again, swiping a smudge of toothpaste off of your cheek.
Logan sets you on the bed, helping you change, before he tucks you under the quilt, pressing a pacifier between your lips and giving you a peck on the cheek
“Sweet dreams honeybee”
You smile dopily, slurring out a
“See you in the mornin papa.”
He nods, smiling gently before moving to leave, swiftly turning around when you cry out
“Where goin?”
He frowns before walking back over, leaning down
“I’m gonna go down stairs and watch some tv, gonna have a cigar bee.”
You make a coughing noise, almost like a gag
“Smell gross”
He laughs lightly
“Yeah, yucky, I know, I won’t be long though, I’ll be here when you wake up, sound good?”
You nod, turning around in the bed to watch him as he closes the door.
You melt into the sheets, knackered.
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You groan, shifting in the bed, pulling your pacifier out of your mouth, you need a glass of water.
Turning to look behind you, cautious that Logan’s behind you, not wanting to wake the man, recognising he needed his rest.
Though the beds empty, the sheets are barely ruffled, cold.
You pitter patter out of bed and down the stairs, careful to skip that one creaky step.
Huffing at the shifting lump on the couch, Logan’s scrunched up on your two seater, grunting in his sleep.
You’re miffed, no longer caring about his ‘rest’ in that moment you gently shake his shoulder, he startles, blinking up at you.
“Bee, what’s the time?”
You furrow your brows, not realising how ridiculous you must appear, one cat sock falling down your leg, wearing matching pyjama shorts and sleep shirt that are both adorned with kittens, one hand on your hip
“Logan, What are you doing?”
“Sleeping?”
You narrow your eyes
“On the couch?”
He huffs, clearly not pleased to be explaining himself
“I knocked out after I smoked my cigar, I had a glass of whiskey, I’m sorry Doll”
You tongue over your teeth, unimpressed
“It doesn’t smell like you smoked, and we haven’t had a bottle of whiskey in the cabin for weeks, why are you really sleeping down here?”
He groans, part impressed and part annoyed that you managed to see through his lies so easily, Logan orients himself, unsure how to articulate himself
“The other night.. it scared me, in a way I’ve never been scared before, waking up to the bedsheets soaked in your blood, your blood caked under my nails, I’ve never felt fear like it.”
You soften, sitting down on the couch next to him
“You had a nightmare Logan, of horrors I couldn’t even fathom, I forgave you, about twice now actually, even though, there’s nothing for me to forgive, it was an accident, you didn’t mean it.”
“An accident that could have cost you your life”
He bites out
“But it didn’t, I know you’re scared, you’re allowed to be scared Lo’, but I’m not, not of you, not ever.”
“You should be”
He grumbles, you groan
“But I’m not! I’d rather have you in the bed, I feel safer when you’re there with me, you’re not doing me any favours by bumming it down here, I don’t need you to be self righteous Logan, I need you to forgive yourself, you cut me once, this has never happened before, I could never happen again.”
“But there’s a chance it will happen again!”
He raises his voice, you’re still not scared though, stubborn as ever, it only spurs you on
“Then we can work through it! I do not want you to be down here, suffering alone, now please, come up to bed with me.”
He mumbles under his breath, but you elect to ignore it, considering he’s standing up, you trot over to the steps, pleased that your consistency payed off.
He lays down on the bed next to you, groaning when his head hit the pillow, you give him a look that screams ‘I told you so’
“Save it.”
He grumbles, you smile, finally, at peace.
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Thank you so much for reading! Likes, requests and reblogs are much appreciated
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hii!! welcome to penny’s playroom!!
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