Platonic Yanderes, Age Regression Darling

Snack Time with Chiyo and Mio <3

Ps. Kodomo should mean child in Japanese and okāsan is mother

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You woke up to one of your new mothers gently kissing your forehead and cheeks. You grumbled a little as you are forced to open your eyes.

"Mm..."

"Kodomo, good morning our dearest baby! Are you hungry little one? Chiyo made some breakfast for you, and we hope you like it."

Mio helped you out of your swaddle, but kept you sitting in her lap no matter how much you struggled. A short distance away you could see Chiyo sat in front of a fire, carefully cooking some fish.

"Do you like fish kodomo? I remembered humans needed meat to live so I went and caught some fish... I hope there is enough."

"I also collected some nearby berries for you while you wait! Say 'ahhh' for your okāsan."

"No! I don't wanna eat your food! What if that gets me trapped here forever or something!"

"That's the fae, kodomo, not kitsunes. Plus, you need something to eat to stay nice and healthy! Now eat some of these berries."

Mio gently grabs a few of the berries and places them to your mouth. You opened your mouth, hesitantly, and as Mio placed her fingers in your mouth to feed you, you bit her.

"Ah, ah, ah. We don't bite people, kodomo. Here, have something to chew on for your poor teeth."

"What? No, I just didn't wa- bah!"

Before you can finish your protests, you get a stick in your mouth.

"If you wish to bite, you can bite in that. I'm gonna leave it in for a few moments and then you can choose to spit it out once Chiyo finishes cutting up your fish."

You are forced to begrudgingly chew on a stick for a few minutes. Once Mio let's go of the stick, you spit it out immediately.

"Blah!"

"Okay kodomo! I have some nicely cut up fish for you. I wanted to make sure you wouldn't choke on any bones."

Chiyo hands Mio a whole fish and they both enjoy their full meals while feeding you basically torn up pieces of a fish. Still, it didn't taste too bad.

As you ate, your mothers would wipe your face anytime food would get on your cheeks, carefully taking care of the dearest child.

Once you finished eating, Chiyo swaddled you back up and rocked you back to sleep as she hummed her lullaby once again.

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Hello! Thank you all so much for all the likes and the positive comment on the last post with Chiyo and Mio! I'm so glad so many of you liked these two. Feel free to request more stories with these two, Orange, or anyone else! Again, thank you all so much!

sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

???: denji ...

Denji: WHA--WHO ARE YOU??

???: i'm the gayness devil, Denji

Denji: WHY ARE YOU SMALL

???: not enough people are homophobic anymore … i need you to spread homophobia, Denji. You need to spread homophobia

Denji: i… um… i don't think i can do that

???: i'll show you a boob

Parents having more than one gay son is always so fucking funny to me like. Your mom is a faggot factory

because of woke they're making a female version of the bastard sword called the bitch blade

Yan! Mindreader x reader

Imagine how annoying it would be if your obsessed stalker had the ability to read your mind.

He was a part of your life before you even knew of his existence. Every day, he would follow you around and listen to your thoughts; the good, the bad, the angry and the sad ones.

He wished to know all there is to know about you and what better way was there than to intrude on your most inner, private feelings?

Yan! Mindreader always thought his power was a curse he’d gotten the misfortune of being born with. All day and night he’d been forced to hear everything peaople were thinking. That’s how he got to know his parents hated living together and his friends only saw him as a piggy bank. No one truly cared for him. Anyone who believe they’d want this power is wrong. All it has done is bring him misery. If he had the option to be normal he wouldn’t hesitate.

Then came you. You barged into his life without warning and set his whole body on fire- but in a good sorta way. You made him feel all tingly and light, like he could fly. You were one of a kind; nothing like the others who were selfish, vain and completely fake.

He knew. After all, he could read your mind.

Slowly he introduced himself into your life. It was subtle and natural, just like he’d prepared. He didn’t want to scare you. It was quite easy to fabricate running into each other and after it happened on plenty occasions you joked about it being fate. You saw him at the grocery store, in your apartment building-apparently he’s moved in just next door- and he even visits the same coffee shop as you do! He wanted to scream ‘yes!’, in agreement, it was indeed fated for you to be together.

It wasn’t after too many charming, well-practiced smiles and flirtatious hints that he received the greatest gift of all; you, on your back in his bed with him thrusting vigorously into your warm heat. Oh it was simply heaven. Hearing your moans whilst simultaneously listening in on your thoughts- they were far from disappointing. That was one of the only times he’s blessed his mind reading ability. Thanks to it he knows all your kinks, desires and needs, which he doesn’t hesitate to use to his advantage.

He’d be the perfect boyfriend. You will never want anyone other than him ever. Only he truly knows you and that includes parts if yourself you’ve hidden away or have never acknowledge.

Isn’t he your perfect fit?

———-

Sunlight pours into the room and wakes you up. You don’t want to. Waking up means dealing with reality and its shitty way of treating you. You resolve to just ignore the warm presence behind you and pretend to still be asleep. You hoped he wouldn’t notice.

“I know you’re awake, sweetheart.”

Damn it.

“You can’t hide it, I can tell when you’re dreaming and when you’re conscious. Although I like it when your brain imagines me naked and on top of you subconsciously, I prefer you being awake and in control of those scenarios. It makes me feel good knowing I’m wanted and I’m not sure your dirty dreams actually count.” He teased whilst placing a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder.

Fuck this guy. It was just your stupid brain working against you and he had the nerve to make it seem like you have any affection for him.

“You hurt me wit your words. Where were these feelings yesterday when I took you deeply agai-“

You hit him in the face with your pillow in order to shut him up. You wouldn’t let him bring up anymore of your shame. You knew it was bad but since you were stuck with this man-forever presumably- you didn’t know what else to do. There was no escaping since he would just pick up any plan you had immediately. Hell, you doubted you’d even get past having the thought ‘escape’ in your head before he goes ballistic.

Besides, you couldn’t help but to admit no one had made you feel as good as he had. It killed your soul to think it but it was true.

“Hmm, I like the thought of that. Thank you. I’ll also let you know that you feel just as good and pleasure me endlessly~”

Seriously, fuck this guy.

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I am an overthinking person, my mind is always crowded with details

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