Little Ways For Little Ones To Let Out Big Emotions!

i love how Gandalf invested in Hobbits in year one and has been pushing them ever since. Thorin, i hear you need help with a breaking and entering. Can I recommend one of these little cunts? Silent as fuck, trust me. Elrond my dude i know you're skeptical but these four chucklefucks just transported a weapon of mass destruction all the way here. Theoden, you've gotta get yourself a hobbit man, I've got a spare one here. Denathor you big prick, take a hobbit - literally this is the bottom of the range but listen to him sing. Beautiful little bastard.

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Hey, I have a request for the caregiver Wanda (and Agatha if you accept) where maybe the little reader is very sick (pneumonia or something like that) and they both don’t know what to do to help after they take the reader to the hospital?

Maybe breastfeeding included too

Pneumonia

Caregiver!wanda maximoff x little!fem!reader (caregiver/girlfriend relationship), Caregiver!agatha x Caregiver!wanda (platonic), Caregiver!agatha x little!fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: age regression, breastfeeding/lactation, sickness

A/n: fun fact! I had pneumonia when I was 11 years old and it got so bad that I had to be taken to the ER, that and I was severely dehydrated-

Hearing the radio and the sound of the car is what lulled you to sleep, that and how exhausted you were. Your mommy was driving y’all home coming from the ER. You had a severe case of pneumonia and it seemed that day by day, it got worse which made Wanda worry immensely. Then today it was worse than ever so she took you to the ER where they hooked you up to IV’s and put a breathing mask on you to help.

You were there for a couple of hours getting fluids and medicine in you and you seemed to be doing better which made the decision of letting you go home to rest. Wanda agreed with them and loaded you up in the car but since it was a thirty minute drive home you fell asleep but you could barley breath due to how congested you were. Wanda parked the car in the driveway and carried you inside in her arms. She placed you down on the couch which woke you up, causing you to get upset. “M-mommy…” you cry out and Wanda cooed at you.

“Shhhh shhh sweet girl mommy is here.” She shushed you gently, her accent making your heart flutter. “Hurts mama…” you whine out and started a coughing fit. Wanda immediately patted your back gently and grabbed your water bottle to take little sips from. After your coughing fit she told you to lay down and rest on the couch so she can go call someone right quick. You nodded and laid down with your stuffy and turned on your favorite show. Wanda went into the kitchen and grabbed her phone to call her friend Agatha.

Wanda called and told her to bring her best herbs and medicine for her baby. Agatha agreed and told Wanda that she would be right over and hung up. Wanda went back into the living room with you and told you that auntie Agatha was coming over to help you feel better. You loved seeing auntie Agatha so you were pretty excited. The two of you waited for a bit until a knock on the door interrupted the silence besides the tv playing in the background. Wanda went and opened the door to reveal Agatha with her hands full of bags.

Wanda helped her in and took the bags from her hands so Agatha could go see you. “Hey pumpkin! How are ya?” Agatha greeted you with a massive smile. You giggled and waved at her. “Hi auntie Agatha!” You said happily which caused her to smile even wider. “I brought you some stuff to help you feel better. Is that okay?” Agatha asked and you nodded your head fast. “Wes pwease auntie Agatha. I hurts weally bads.” You pouted and she copied you making you smile a bit. “That’s okay! I’m gonna help your mama make you some special tea and some soup! Go ahead and watch your show while we do that okay sweet pea?” You nodded and she patted your head gently as she walks into the kitchen where Wanda is.

The two of them spent an hour in the kitchen making you a special tea and some soup to help. They brought the tray in the living room and found you sitting up, still watching tv with your stuffy in your arms. “Here we go babygirl. Do you need mommys help to feed you?” Wanda said sweetly and you nodded your head yes. Agatha smiled and went to grab her stuff. “Well I’m glad I can help the two of you but I must be heading off now! I’ll call and check on y’all later! Feel better sweet pea!” She said as she walked out the front door. Wanda sat beside you as she fed you your soup and helped you sip on your tea. After you finished both things, you were getting really tired again. You gently pulled on Wanda’s shirt and looked up at her with sleepy eyes that made her melt.

“Boob mama? Pwease…” you asked nicely and she smiled at you, booping your nose, making you giggle. “Of course sweet girl.” She said and removed her shirt and bra, leaving her top half bare. She put you on her lap sideways and held you in her arms as you suckled on her breast. While suckling, Wanda started humming a lullaby that made you fall asleep and Wanda smiled to herself, happy that knowing that her little baby will start to feel better soon.

A/n: thank you for the great request Anon! I hoped you enjoyed and my friend @godhatesgoodgirls is sick so I think this fic was published at the right time so :) Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

Its always, "ohh you shouldn't drive you have a concussion," or "hey don't lift that, you have a concussion," never "hey did you have fun spinning around?"

There comes a certain sadness in being a regressor without a caregiver, but also one who's severely traumatized and neglected. Finding comfort in dark moments by tumblr caregiver posts, feeling like someone cares. Not entirely understanding nostalgia and getting sad when seeing posts about favorite childhood snacks, movies, activities because you never grew up on them. Feeling awkward while playing and or having to relearn it because it wasn't really a thing. I wasn't allowed or given many toys at all. Seeing other regressors happily posting about their caregiver, feeling bittersweet. I'm glad they have them, they deserve happiness and support- but will I ever get that? I hope one day that's me too. Living through cartoons: wishing you had a friend group, family, or whatever like those characters. Happy endings. Imagining lots of scenarios or talking to character.ai cg characters, wanting it to be real so bad. Wanting a caregiver, yet being so scared about being a "difficult" regressor or needing "too much care and comfort." Wishing there was just someone to hold me and pat my head while tiny, playing with my hair and giving me their full attention. It would feel weird, really weird- I don't get attention much, but I'd hope that little me would be okay and happy with that. Bottom line, I hope for the fun days and happy ending of finding someone who will love me and accept my regression. If there's any regressors out there with c-PTSD, trauma, or really just anything that makes them fearful they won't ever get it- please keep trying. One day. I always tell myself that I'm sure I'll be so happy in the future, and look back on moments like these going "she was strong. she didnt know of the moonlight that would hug her everyday, yet she still pushed through- she made it"

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teaching my baby how to say my name >< !!

"can you say mama, baby? ma-ma ! how about dada? da - da ! oh my goodness! good job, little one !"

The people in the Dimension 20 cast are the funniest people on the planet.

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