Waterparks Age Regression Oneshots

Otto is a milf

A/n the photo is Awsten's demon baby

"Should we...should we take it off him?" Jawn asked, eyes glued to the teethed object.

"He really likes it," Otto observed with a mix of shock and disgust.

Awsten babbled nonsensically, waving his newest delight in the air. A green stuffed creature with realistic, but Otto sincerely begged whatever gods existed they weren't actually real, teeth. A fan had gifted it too him and of course Awsten had been both ecstatic and disturbed, which was fine, what adult Awsten did was his business but he wasn't adult Awsten right now no one wanted to look at his new ward.

"Just offer him something else and take it away," Geoff shrugged, "He seems young enough to not notice."

"You can't tell how old he is," Otto replied, raising a brow at the guitarist's, "Just because you're 'Mr I have a kid-"

"He's not speaking real words but he's babbling his head off, that's in like really young toddler area," Geoff responded, "Does anyone have anything shiny, or one of his other toys?"

Otto sighed and walked over to Awsten's bunk and returned with a tye dyed monkey they'd picked up at a fair eons ago.

"Ok, give it to him and take the gremlin away," Geoff prompted.

Otto immediately recoiled, "Why do I have to do it?!"

"You're the one holding the monkey," Geoff said as if it was obvious.

Otto did not want to touch Awsten's moshi monster chomper thing, it's eyes stared into his soul, confirming that it was in fact the destroyer of words.

"His name is actually monkey," Jawn cut in, gesturing to the preferred toy.

"Thank you for being the Awsten we already have," Geoff replied snarkily.

"Why are you so mad?" Jawn cried.

"I don't know, that was rude. I'm sorry," Geoff sighed, turning back to Otto, "Can you just give it to him, Dude?"

Otto looked from Geoff to the joyous vocalist. The hobgoblin in his hands was repellant but if Otto managed to get it, they'd be able to shove it away until Awsten aged up. A few moment of sheer terror were worth at least an hour of peace.

"Ok, I'll do it."

Otto ventured towards Awsten, sitting next to him on the small sofa, "Hey, buddy."

Awsten looked at the brunette with wide eyes and Otto felt his insides melt. He really took moments with the regressed boy for granted. Awsten deserved more than that, he deserved to be babied the way he craved from his friends.

The boy's dual toned eyes analysed Otto's entire body, before his lips formed into a soft 'o'. The chaotic adult was really nowhere to be found in those eyes, only the soft child that needed love.

"I got something for you," Otto offered, moving Monkey into Awsten's view, giving the plush a quick shake, "Monkey!!"

Awsten giggled at the other's cheers, quickly dropping the sleep paralysis demon onto the cushion beside him and eagerly reached for monkey, grabby hands and all. Otto happily passed the toy to him, and Awsten was quickly enamoured and distracted.

Otto mentally cheered, finally, they'd all be rid of gargoyle. He reached out and grasped the 'toy', it was far firmer than any other stuffie he'd encountered but to be fair, it really wasn't like anything he'd encountered before.

Suddenly a hand was loosely grasping his wrist. The wrist of the hand that was grasping the horror. Otto looked up to see mismatched eyes gazing at him in utter confusion.

"Hey, buddy, I was just..."

Awsten's grip was extremely weak, Otto didn't want to stop think about the fact it was most likely because of trust. Trust that the brunette would never actually take his toy off of him. His grip was loose enough that if Otto really wanted to pull free with the hobgoblin as well, he probably could. But did he really want that?

"Mommy?" Awsten murmured softly, eyes firmly locked on Otto's, proving he really couldn't be referring to anyone else.

Otto's insides turned to mush. He lifted the toy and pushed it into Awsten's chest.

"Y-you know what, Aws, you can keep him," Otto spluttered out, "He's all yours."

Awsten grinned, quickly flinging his arms around the brunettes shoulders, then pulling away to animatedly begin playing with twice as many toys as before. Otto scrambled off of the couch and was immediately met with the glowering faces of his other friends.

"Simp," Jawn rolled his eyes.

A/n this was really fucking bad.