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Hiii my agere blog is @buttoneyedteddy and I was wondering if I could get caregiver hcs for Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque from Lego Monkie Kid if you’re able to?? :)
I haven’t actually watched LMK, so I’m making these headcanons based on information taken from my friend who has watched the show!
Sun Wukong and Six-Eared Macaque Caregiver Headcanons
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- Wukong would be the kind of dad to pick you up and swing you around in the air whenever he can - Macaque and Wukong fight over which one of them is the better CG. They fight for the title of favourite parent all the time as well - You and Wukong are playing with your plushies? Macaque will burst in with a box of crayons, saying he found a wall for you to draw on. - They both love you a bunch, of course - Your safety and happiness come before any of their little competitions - Sunwukong would bake with you, and you guys would make peach pies together - It doesn’t matter to him if you guys get all dirty during it - As long as you’re having fun
CG!Ticci-Toby x Little!Reader
All art credit above goes to the original artist!!
A/N (PLEASE READ!):
OKAY SO-- It's been a long while since I've done a fic (especially an agere one) SO PLEASE BE NICE (╥ᆺ╥；) I love writing but it takes a lot of courage and energy and when it comes to agere fics it's especially for littles who feel lonely and take comfort in reading a fic! I want my fics to be something that allows littles like me (who have a softer heart and need extra lovins) feel better and more little!! And I've decided to start writing again by being indulgent in what I write! Today's prompt is based off of what I remember from creepypasta when I was young and I'm not very well versed in any of their lore as much as I used to be skdksks if that's not your thing that's okay! I just hope you enjoy my writing! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ anywho! Back to the post!! Below are some trigger warnings if needed :3 I won't be including anything too graphic or anything but there *MAY* be a curse word or two or just more adult things since they're serial killers x) (I'm writing this all before I'm writing it lol)
- ꒰ა♡ Kewpie ♡໒꒱
Trigger Warnings:⤵
Strong language, mentions of blood (past tense/present), implications of death/murder via the presence of blood (past tense and very minimal), mentions of weapons, masc caregiver nicknames (daddy, dada, baba, papa, ect), feminine and gender neutral nicknames (princess, kid/kiddo, tiny)
Summary
Toby comes back to Slendermansion after a long day on the job only to find you asleep in bed! Oh no that won't do! He wants to see his baby!
Not a trigger warning but more so something to keep in mind: I know Toby is/was known for a stutter because of his tics BUT I will NOT write the way he speaks like people used to. I don't have Tourrettes myself but I also know that stuttering doesn't always happen when you have it. I also did do research on him a little and found that his tics are more physical rather than verbal! I would like to avoid doing it until im more knowledgeable about it just so i dont offend anyone on accident ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა If any of you guys feel that I need to change anything or would like to educate me please do in the comments or in private in a polite manner! ^^
It's dark out and you're already snuggled into your bed. Going to sleep alone isn't very uncommon and you've gotten used to it. You and your daddy have put together quite the bedtime routine to make up for your lack of tucking ins! As you're cuddled nice and warm into bed, there's a slight creak in the door.
Not enough to wake you up, it's slow and quiet. You hear footsteps make their way throughout the room, closer to your bed. This is what makes you stir and start to wake up.
The footsteps stop. They know you're awake now.
You groan as you sit up, squinting and looking into the darkness. "Dada?" You wait for an answer. The footsteps resume this time faster.
Finally, the mystery person comes out from the shadows. The gentle light from your nightlight shining on them and it's your one and only caregiver, Toby!
He excitedly makes his way back to your side of your bed, sitting right by you. Before he does anything else he makes sure to put his (now clean) hatchets away before hugging you close. Toby always gives the best hugs, even though his tics are unpredictable it doesn't mean the firm yet gentle squeeze isn't nice to sink into.
"Yes, princess? Did I.. did I wake you? I'm sorry if I did. I was trying to be quiet, but I was just, just so excited to see you! You, you're just so cute when you're snoozin away like that!"
His mind goes a thousand miles a minute, and his mouth can't catch up, especially with his tics. So there's a stutter here and there. Not that it's a very big issue. It's just how your daddy talks! And you love it when he talks.♡
You yawn and lean into him, your eyes closed as you try to wake yourself up more. It's very late, if you were big enough to read the clock you'd probably know but now? Clocks are for big kids and you? You're very small, so the moon shining light through the window is enough for now.
"C'mon, cutie I know you can hug, hug me better than that! You missed your dada, didn't you?" He says in a playful tone, squishing you slightly in his arms. You reach your hands up to him and give him your best sleepy hug. To which he holds you even longer, resting his cheek on the top of your head. When he does you feel this weird wet substance and it makes you fuss a little.
"Mmmm babaaaaa m no like itttt" you whine at him.
He releases you from his hug and takes his goggles off, looking at you confused. "What do you mean, baby? What's going on?" When you look him in the eye you see it, he's got a small cut on his cheek and it's leaking blood. He probably doesn't feel it due to his disorder that prevents him from feeling pain in the first place. You yawn and point sleepily at his cheek. "You gots messy on you face, dada"
He feels around his face before touching his cheek right above his muzzle before looking at his gloved hands. Sure enough there's a spot of blood on the fabric where he touched.
"Oh no that's no good, thank, thank you for telling me kiddo! Daddy wouldn't have known if it wasn't for you! Wanna make it all better and put some...some cute bandaids on it?" He says to you with a smile, cleaning the blood off of his gloves for the most part. You nod with a smile and start doing grabby hands at him, the lack of cuddling and holding already making you feel lonely.
He smiles at you wider than he already is and ruffles your hair a little before going off to the bedside drawer. He always has bandaids handy for you. You two are the perfect pair! A clumsy little with an even clumsier caregiver! What a match!
He carefully opens the box, taking out a few bandaids for you to choose from. Of course these are patterned all cute with your favorite characters on them! You smile at the selection and before Toby can tell you to choose one, you're already opening the packages to each of them.
"Sure we can put all of them on my ouchies! Be super super careful though, sweetheart. I don't want any of your cute pj's getting messy because of me alright?" He says with a cautious but still laid back and nice tone. You nod happily in response before sticking on all of the bandaids. Two actually did the job for what he had, but you also know Toby is never gonna say no to you when you put them all over him. By the end of it, Toby has some on his muzzle, his nose, forehead, even some on his fingers! Everywhere that your daddy has owies on or you know he might have some in the future. Extra love for him can never hurt!
He takes out his phone and looks at himself in the screen. Most people can't tell but because you're not most people you can see the little squint and grin across his face. He seems really happy with your bandaid makeover! He looks over his fingers fondly, chuckling at you trying to think ahead for him.
"How lucky am I to have such a..such a thoughtful lil one?" He says happily before sitting closer to you, his phone still unlocked in his hand. "I wanna remember this moment so how, how about we take a selfie together, cutie? I want to have something to see for when I miss you and you're not with me!" You smile and nod your head quickly at the idea, coming closer to him and cuddling up to his arm, nuzzling your nose into his neck and cheek.
"C'mon tiny, say 'Cheese!'"
"Cheeeee!!"
It takes a few tries to get a photo that isnt blurry from his tics but finally he takes the photo and looks it over. You look it over, too and you feel the swarm of butterflies flutter in your tummy. Being with your daddy always makes you so, so happy. Especially when he's so soft and sweet like this!
"Hey baby I found some, some filters! Let's take a few more!"
Once again you're snuggled up to your silly caregiver, posing for photos with him while he puts bunny ear filters and funny face filters. He saves each and every one and you can't help that fuzzy lil tingle in your chest when you see his gallery is basically only filled with you two. You smile and give him a lil peck on the side of his muzzle. To that he smiles from under it and puts his hand softly over the spot.
"Awe that was real sweet of you kid, what, what was that for?" He says with a happy tone.
Your face flushes a little as you twiddle your fingers, mumbling softly. Something about cute and loving your baba. He chuckles and pulls his goggles off, now seeing you much easier in the dim lit room.
Toby pulls his muzzle down just enough to lean in for a quick peck. He kisses your forehead softly and smiles at you before putting it back into place. ♡ His kisses always feel extra special when he does that. Toby doesn't like people seeing him without his muzzle, especially because of the gash on the side of his cheek. But with you, he knows that extra but of vulnerability goes a long way. You're his baby after all, if you trust him so much he should trust you just the same.
Once his muzzle is back on your stomach let's out a low growl. At first you're a little embarrassed but Toby isn't phased at all. As a matter of fact, Toby wastes no time picking you up and hoisting you to his hip. He rests you onto the side and carries you with one arm (because he's your daddy, of course he can carry his little one no problem!).
Carrying you is never an issue for Toby. It can only be a little difficult when he's has his tics or they come more than just once. But it never stops him! He just makes sure to hold onto you a little bit tighter and tries to move his head away when he does.
It's hard to predict when his tics will come but even when you're small you're understanding and patient. He's doing his best just like you are.
"Let's go get some midnight snacks for that lil tummy of yours huh? A midnight...midnight snack with my princess sounds delicious." He says as he tickles your tummy a little. He was about to start walking to the door before you started to fuss in his arms, squirming as you continue to whine.
"What is it baby what's wrong? Did Dada do something to make you upset? Are, are you sleepy? Hungry? Sad?" He questions as he bounces you gently. His questions come left and right as he continues trying to find the answer. You fussily point to your forgotten stuffie on the bed and turn back to whine at him. With that he finally gets the hint.
"Ooooh you, you just wanted your plushie! You silly billy you've gotta use your big kid words for stuff, stuff like that okay?" He goes back and retrieves your stuffie, snuggling it right into your arms before heading out the door.
This, of course, sends you even deeper into your little space. Even though he tells you to use big kid words, something about him babying you and talking to you that way just makes you melt. And he's fully aware of that too.
Finally, you're both out of the room and headed down the halls of the mansion to the kitchen. All the residents of Slendermansion are very aware of you and Toby and the different aspects of your guys' dynamics. They don't really care what you both do as long as you aren't making other uncomfortable and being civil they're all pretty on board! That or stick to themselves for the most part.
Once you and Toby are in the kitchen he finds a place to set you down by the counter. Before starting his snack preparations he turns to you. "Can you be a good baby for Daddy and sit, sit here for me? Be reaaally careful so you don't fall okay? I need both of my hands for this so that I can make you...make you the bestest snack ever!" You give him an affirmative nod and snuggle your plushie closer for comfort. You see his eyes squint as he smiles, he pets your hair gently before ruffling it.
"That's a good baby, so we'll behaved" He says affectionately, "I'll be...I'll be done in just a minute okay, tiny?" You nod affirmatively again and flush slightly at his praise and gentle touch.
Toby rummaged through the cabinet, taking out a cute bowl fit for a small child. With some more rummaging he finds some baby puffs along with an adult sized baby bottle. Of course, this one is decorated and themed to your liking. He fills the bowl with the puffs to an amount you both can share. He knows you enjoy sharing your snacks with him and honestly, baby puffs "smack" (according to him) and he'd eat them with you any day.
Once the bowl is filled he heats some milk with honey in the microwave (Toby isn't allowed to use the stove unless there's another person with him - regressed babies do not count). While the milk heats up he brings the bowl to you and offers a puff up to your mouth.
"Here sweetheart, say 'ahh' for me." He says happily.
You do as told and he pops in a puff. You chew on that and offer him one, to thar he quickly pulls down his muzzle and lets you feed him a few at a time. Not too many at once due to his gash. After a few more moments of you feeding each other, Ben walks into the room. He comes in without looking up, busy playing with his games on his phone.
" 'Sup." He says as he makes his way to the fridge.
"Hey dude, whatcha up to? Is, Is it snack time for you too? Whatcha gonna do after that?" Toby starts to bombard him with questions, always one to not only strike up conversation but carry that conversation too.
"Jesus Toby one at a time I can barely answer the first God damn question-" Ben says at first before looking at you. He stops in the middle of his sentence before lowering his voice.
"Didn't notice you had the baby with you." He takes a random snack from the fridge and closes it, leaning against the counter close to you while he eats it. Toby feeds you some more puffs, keeping you occupied as you wave at him politely.
Ben has seen you this way before so you don't mind being little with him that much. He's even babysat you before a couple of times, though most of those times were spent playing games (that he would let you win sometimes). Ben definitely acts like the big brother when he's around you. And because he's like your big brother he waves but sticks his tongue out at you right after. You stick your tongue out back at him before giggling a little.
"Hey you two be nice to each other," Toby says, piping up slightly, "I've still got to put them back to sleep Ben, don't rile them up too much either." Ben waves Toby off and rolls his red pupils.
"Yeah, yeah I know it's fine. We're just messing around." Ben responds, perfectly dismissing Toby's protective nature around you. Just when Toby is about to respond the microwave beeps, signaling that your bottle is ready! "Actually, I need a favor from you." Toby says as he takes it out, handing the bottle like it's nothing at all.
Ben looks at Toby with a curious look, waiting to hear what the favor is. Toby hands him the bottle. "Test that on your arm, I need to know if it's warm but not too hot for the baby."
(Of course Toby and Ben's repeated use of "the baby" makes you feel even more babyish and has you regressing even further. Big kid vocabulary is out the window and it's semi-nonverbal time for you.)
"What?? Why?? I don't wanna do that do it yourself." Ben protests quickly, going back to his phone.
"Dude I can't, I feel numb all of the time how, how would I even know?" Toby rebuttals to Ben just as quick.
Ben huffs and takes the bottle in his hand, turning it over his wrist and letting it drip onto him. "Ugh fine gimme that." He waits a second for it to process and see if it's hot or not. Luckily the bottle was just right so he hands it right back to Toby, licking the milk off of his wrist. "Its fine you can give it to the kid now."
Toby takes it with a smile and batting his eyelashes at Ben while he puts the bottle in his large pockets. "Thank you Bennie~" he says with a sickenly, sweet voice. Ben, of course, rolls his eyes at this and keeps at his game.
"C'mon cutie it's time to put you to sleep. Say 'bye-bye' to big brother Bennie!" He says as he hoists you back onto his hip, walking away. You smile and wave at Ben, "Bai Bai Bennie!!" You say happily to him. He looks up and waves back a little at you, a little smile across his face. "Bye gremlin, sleep well."
Toby makes his way back to the room and sits on your guys' bed. He lets out a long sigh as he sits, now situating you onto his lap as he gets ready to feed you. With you rested into his arms and the bottle at the ready, you both were absolutely ready for bedtime. He takes his muzzle off and smiles, kissing your forehead. "Drink up tiny, it's time that... that daddy puts you sleep! I'll head to bed once you're snoozin away don't worry kiddo."
He brings the bottle up to your lips and before he can even tell you to open wide you already do so, guzzling down the sweet drink he made you. Toby absolutely melts at how cute you are, squishing you a little closer just to relish in you. And of course, you cuddle into him just as much.
He always does such a good job at taking care of you and doing all the little things. Even though his tics can get in the way or startle you awake again, you never get angry with him or fuss. Maybe it was new to navigate at first but you know that it was out of his control and he always does his best to keep them under control when it's necessary.
Finally, you finish your bottle and bury your face into his chest. Curling up and fully starting to fall asleep again. Toby puts your finished bottle on the nightstand and rests his cheek on top of your head for a few seconds. Just to savor this moment. He loves these moments so much. He softly rocks you as you drift to sleep, rubbing your back gently as he does.
"I love you baby. I'll head to bed too." He says before laying down fully with you in his arms as he pulls the covers over you both. With a quick kiss on your cheek the night is once again peaceful and you're together again.
♡
A/N: Waaah! It's finally finished!! It took me so, so long to do everything but its finished and I'm so proud of myself for sticking it out QwQ I really hope you guys liked this story, it's truly just so nostalgic to me and honestly has such a nice place in my heart 🩷 This is my first agere fic with a character and I hope I did well!! I was so anxious about this but I think I did well with balancing everything out hehe ૮ ᴖﻌᴖა I'm going to head back to sleep now but I'll have another fic up soon! ૮( ˃ ꒳ ˂)ა if you have any requests or suggestions please comment or submit them to my account I love it when people do those! :3 (also maybe a sorta part 2 with Big brother Ben drowned? ८,,◐⩊◐,,ა ) hehehe okay bye for realsies now, stay safe everyone!૮ ᴖﻌᴖა🩷
the other mother (the nice one) as a caregiver <3
"well hello, honey. oh dear. what's the matter? is something bothering you? we can't have that. who am i? why, i'm your other mother! everyone has one. now, let's get to the bottom of this. there's no need for hard feelings here. why don't we sit down? i can make you a nice mug of hot chocolate, just the way you like it. i'm sorry things just don't seem to be going your way. you don't have to worry about that anymore."
requested by anon!
Cg Man in the Yellow Hat Moodboard
Requested by: 💜✨ Anon
💛 - 🍌🌼🍌 - 🍌🌼🍌 - 🍌🌼🍌 - 💛
the eleventh doctor as a caregiver <3
requested by anon!
hii ^_^ idk if this has already been done, but can you do caregiver miles morales headcanons? Thank you sm !!
Hii! I can try!
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🎧Caregiver! Miles Morales (Spiderverse) headcanons🎧
🖍️ He is a big brother caregiver!
🎧 Comfortable being called “bubba”, “bub”, “big bro”, “Miles” or any other nickname you have for him
🖍️ Will get involved in your games and suggests lots of activities! Playing pretend, running around, playing video games, making art!
🎧 Will teach you how to spray paint
🖍️ Lots of Big Sib and Little Sib moments where you two just listen to music and relax
🎧 Makes sure to always grab a little treat for you!
🖍️ Will sing lullabies or even make up songs just for you
🎧 Such a funny sibling! Makes sure to give you the silliest nicknames like “Shorty” and “Little Monster”, but also cute ones like “(Little) Sunflower”
🍼 ˚｡୨୧ day 11 of agere moodboards: a character you'd love you be your caregiver ! ໒꒰ྀི ˶• ༝ •˶ ꒱ྀི১₊˚⊹
🪼 blue diamond cg moodboard!
headcanons below ! ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
☁️ she'd always be willing to let you rest on her lil happiness clouds <3
💎 she would love to sing with you or to you ₊˚ෆ
🍼 her hair would be so fluffy nd comfy and she'd let you sleep in it ૮ ྀིっ˔ ◟ ྀིა
☁️ since she's so big she'd love to hold you in her hands and up to her face ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა
💎 she'd be so sweet to you and understanding of your regression ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა
🍼 she would make sure you'd have rules to follow and a bedtime but would never be too strict towards you ₊˚⊹
i was so excited to make this one hehehee
Got any caregiver Charlie headcanons?
YES! I love Charlie sm
Cg!Charlie Morningstar Headcanons!
🌈Oh my goodness she is such an involved cg
🌈And I mean she is involved
🌈You want to finger paint? So does she. baking? Right beside you with flour on her face. Dress up? She’s already getting the costumes out.
🌈Charlie loves arts and crafts. She has so much art supplies it’s criminal
🌈Y’know those big crayola boxes with the sharpeners in the back? She’s got like 20 of them
🌈There for everything you do, supporting you 100% of the way
🌈You drew her a picture?! She goes round showing EVERYONE, then puts it up on the fridge
🌈You want cuddles, Vaggie can move aside for a few baby needs her mama
🌈Such a mother, she’s so good at this stuff
🌈If you’re not clingy, she is
🌈Charlie needs to be round you 24/7 just to make sure you’re not getting hurt or in danger
🌈She carries around a little medical kit with her
🌈Fun plasters! She has ones of whatever your favourite cartoon is and if you don’t have a favourite they’ve just got a fun pattern on!
🌈Loves loves LOVES shopping for gear for you, every time you see a stuffie you mention us sorta cute you find it sat on your bed 2 days later
🌈So good at slipping you, she’s naturally nurturing so every time she sees you stressing or getting worked up she calms you
🌈Weather it’s intentional or not she always manages to make you go baby mode. You’re like putty in her hands
🌈Now despite being so naturally mother like charlie is horrible when it comes to discipline
Not in the way that she’s super strict
🌈Quite the opposite actually, she’s terrified of upsetting you
🌈She knows how fragile you are right now and how important your little space is to you!
🌈The moment your lip starts to quiver or tears appear in your eyes she taps out and calls in Vaggie to do it for her
She’ll watch you sit in time out and feel so bad
“Maybe we could just-“ “no Charlie. They broke a rule, c’mon keep consistent or they’ll think you’re a pushover” Vaggie hummed, pulling her heartbroken girlfriend away from your view
🌈Once you’re out of time out though Charlie is right back by your side
🌈She’ll explain to you why you had to be punished and not to do it again and to instead talk through how you’re feeling or draw it if you don’t want to talk about it!
🌈Charlie loves loves loves dressing you up. Putting you in cute little outfits and parading you around the hotel
🌈She’s very good at story time before bed. She gets very invested in the story herself, even if she’s read it for you thousands of times.
🌈She does voices for the characters! It’s her favourite part
🌈Especially when the voices make you giggle
Hey there Peanut! Ready for some play time? ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆🎪⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆
Here by popular demand, it’s a circus room just for you!🎉
A playroom to be goofy and silly in! Perfect for playing, stimming (big or small), watching TV, snuggling with stuffies, coloring, yelling, organizing your backpack, and/or just eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in! Also perfect for watching Jojo’s Circus but that’s up to you little peanut. 🧡🥜
Things to Do With a Fictional CG!
☀️ Make rules for yourself and pretend that they made them for you
☀️ Imagine the proud look on their face after you’ve completed an important task
☀️ Buy yourself something and pretend they got it for you
☀️ Make a playlist of music they would listen to with you (or videos they would watch with you)
☀️ Draw or write about them taking care of you
☀️ Make a bracelet with their name on it
☀️ Make headcanons about things they would do with you, nicknames they’d call you, etc
☀️ Just imagine them being with you
Some Affirmations <3
🍼 Having a fictional caregiver doesn’t make you less valid
🍼 Your caregiver loves you
🍼 Your caregiver will always accept you
🍼 Your caregiver will never feel ashamed of your regression
🍼 Having a fictional caregiver is better than having an irl one that treats you badly
Edit: Thank you for all the notes! I’m happy this is helping so many people! You guys are free to give your own ideas and I can add them <3
Days are getting shorter and cooler, aren't they little one? And rainy too. That's alright, there are plenty of things for us to do inside. How about we cuddle up and watch a movie tonight? Mama can make some special snacks, like popcorn with a choccy-drizzle on top! What's that little one? What movies did Mama like when she was younger? Oh dear, that was some time ago! Hmmm, on a day like this, I might watch Goonies...but that might be too scary for my little one! Maybe when you're in a bigger headspace, alright? I used to love Kiki's Delivery Service; have we watched that one? No, it's not scary at all. I think you might like it. Sure, we can put it on. First, let's get you into some comfy clothes while the popcorn pops. Want to grab a stuffy too? Yes, you can bring two! Popcorns done, let's make a bottle of juice...there we are. Okay, little one, it's movie time!
(To the person who requested this, I hope you enjoyed!)
Caregiver!Toriel Headcanons
prefers to carry you everywhere, but will allow you to walk as long as you hold her hand
spoils you with sooo many baked goods (just don’t ask about the ingredients)
lets you help with baking and doesn’t mind getting covered in flour and letting you eat some of the cookie dough (or stealing a handful of chocolate chips)
the best for cuddles: so fluffy!
likes to sit you on her lap and read to you
she has a sixth sense for when you’ve just woken up and need cuddles
has a hard time when it’s time for you to be big again: needs a ritual for moving out of caregiver space
very patient with tantrums, but doesn’t budge on rules, no matter how much you fuss in the moment
knits you big cozy sweaters that feel like a warm hug
very good with pet regressors!
always helps you to tie your shoes
comes and checks on you periodically through the night: gets anxious when she’s not near you
will tell the fast food worker that you asked for no pickles
coaxes insects onto her paws and tells you all about them, and will let you hold them after her if you’re comfortable with it!
excellent storyteller, both from a book and from her own memories when you’re walking somewhere
aaa asgore is soooo cool !! he's another one of my kins, but i actually hc him as a caregiver !!
cg asgore headcanons:
he cant bake as well as Toriel for sure, but hes not half bad at cooking and he's pretty good at brewing tea!
he loves to read and sing to you
sometimes lets you wear his robe, even if it is a bit big on you
gives the most insanely good cuddles
loves having tea with you (and your stuffies, of course)
very sweet and affectionate
loves making you laugh with his dad jokes
teaches you about the plants around the underground
Bcs I love your blog :3 Mettaton as a CG? He's one of my fav charas ever >w<
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Mettaton CG headcanons!!
💄Mettaton would give you lots of makeovers, spoiling you rotten on gifts to expand your collections of your favorite things!
🤖He would be a huge advocate for your self care! Often when you're stressed, he'll help you into your small space with loving nicknames and affirmations!
👠Whenever he sees you down about yourself, he'll be quick to tell you that "You're fabulous, my little superstar!"
💓The best routine-enforcer in all of the underground. He makes sure you've eaten all three meals, drink lots of water, are well-rested, bathed, teeth brushed, everything! He makes routines fun and desirable. "An idol never skips around on their routines, little one!"
🍔Despite being made of metal, his snuggles are to die for. He lays with you when you are being put to sleep! He loves when you call him any name! Mama, dada, he swears he heard you call him 'tonton' one time, and that completely melted his motherboard.
You're back! Goodness, is it three o'clock already? This day has just flown by. Look, little one, I got some fresh apples from the orchard and...what's wrong? Did you have a hard day at school? You started getting small? Oh, my sweet little lamb, come here. Shhh, you're alright, you're home now. Mama's got you, no need for tears. Are we still feeling like we need to be small? Come on, take my hand. Let's go to the nursery and get you changed out of your school clothes, okay? I know you have homework, but that can wait until later. You have seemed overwhelmed lately. Here we are, lie down, Mama is going to put you in a nappy. Shhh, trust that she knows what's best for her baby. Just relax, it can be hard sometimes, but you're safe with me. There's nothing so serious we can't deal with it later. Right now, my little one next extra care. There we are...now, let's get you into some warm jammies. There's a cold snap coming in tonight. Grabby hands! Yes, someone is very small now. Okay, let's get you in your highchair and I'll slice up some apples with peanut butter for you!
(This was a mix of a few ideas given to me, so how I hope the requesters enjoy!)
Little Victor and Caregiver Logan for the soul <3
CW: Dead animal, swearing
"What the actual fuck."
Logan had been around for a long time. He’d seen a lot, and ‘a lot’ was plenty enough for him. But despite it all, nothing could’ve prepared him for this. Laid out before him on the porch of his cabin was a gutted little fawn. It must have been a fresh kill, evident by the bright red trail of blood tainting the snow as it came out of the forest.
Aside from the overwhelming smell of iron, there was another scent in the air. "Creed," Logan thought. And he’d have thought right, as he stepped outside to look around, finding Victor sat bloody on his porch, just out of view from the doorway.
"It’s not my birthday, bub." Logan began. "So what the hell is this?" He asked, gesturing to the deer. He’d have expected a horrible display like this on his birthday, but today was far from his special day. He needed answers.
Victor only huffed, as he attempted to wipe his mouth, smearing the blood on his face instead. "Gift." He said, making no effort to elaborate.
Logan clenched his jaw, quickly losing patience. "What’s the occasion?" He asked, extending his claws with their signature snikt.
"Birthday," Victor replied.
"Ain’t my birth--"
"Not yours; mine." Victor quickly interrupted with a grunt.
"What?" Logan was taken aback. Victor never seemed to him like he was the type to celebrate his own birthday. The only time he seemed enthusiastic about a birthday was when it was Logan’s. "You’ve gotta be shittin’ me." Logan scoffed. "Gifts go the other way around, you know that, right, bub? So why the hell am I gettin’ the fresh meat?"
"Wasn’t thinkin’." Victor replied, his words slightly slurred.
"Yeah, no shit!" Logan wanted to cut him up and throw him off his property, but he restrained himself. "What the hell’s up with you? You sound like you’re hyperventilating." He retracted his claws after some hesitation and walked over to the other mutant. "God, you look like shit."
Victor growled at the comment. "‘m fine," He spat. Logan could easily tell that Victor wasn’t fine; far from it, in fact, but he couldn’t see any noticeable injuries on him.
Logan sighed, crouching down in front of Victor. "Look at me," he demanded. When Victor didn’t look, Logan grabbed his jaw and forcefully lifted his head. "Look. At. Me." He repeated before letting go. Victor kept his head up and the two stared at each other in silence for some time.
Logan carefully scanned Victor from head to toe, taking in the other’s unusual behavior. Victor kept fiddling with his hands and tugging at his clothes as though he needed to keep his hands busy. He couldn’t seem to sit still.
After a moment of silent thought, Logan spoke. "How old ya turnin’, bub?" He asked with an unusual softness in his tone. He knew what this was; some students at the school had shared their own experiences with it. Logan never thought he’d see the day, but here Victor was, regressed.
"Doesn’t matter." Victor retorted, hugging his knees close to his chest.
"Matters to me." Logan said warmly as he sat down in front of the other. "Gotta know what number candles to put on your cake." He hesitantly looked over at the dead fawn. "Or, uh, your deer." He added, looking back at Victor.
Victor glanced over at the animal and then back at Logan. "Ten." He reluctantly replied, sounding not entirely sure of himself.
"‘Bout ten, then." Logan repeatedly the number given, letting it roll off his tongue as though he were testing the quality. "You’re a big kid, huh. You sure that deer will be enough to fill ya?" He asked in a teasing manner.
Victor nodded, seeming confident. "Yeah."
And Logan nodded, too. "Okay, up." He said, picking himself up and gesturing for Victor to do the same. "C’mon, birthday boy. Let’s get you some food."
"And beer?" Victor asked as he stood up.
"No beer," Logan responded, shaking his head. "Kids can’t have beer." Logan lead Victor inside, stepping around the corpse and bringing Victor over to a table. "Can’t believe you found me out here, kid. I’m impressed." He patted Victor’s back before head out to carry the deer inside. "I’ll get this ready to eat; you go wash up, okay, bub?"
"‘Kay." Victor said quietly, watching as Logan hauled his kill into the house.
"Bub," Logan paused, feeling Victor’s eyes. "Wash up." He repeated his earlier request, now sounding more like a demand. Victor lowered his gaze, mumbling something that sounded like a sorry before getting up to go to the bathroom. Logan let out a sigh of relief once he heard water running and continued hauling in the deer.
This was going to be one interesting birthday, but he’d be damned if he didn’t make it a good one for lil Vic.