#Age regressor angel

[nostalgiclittlespace]

May I request Baby!Angel & CG!Husk where Angel has a really shitty day at work (courtesy of Val) and regresses to babyspace as soon as he gets back to the hotel? Husk comforts him obviously.

Angel’s little age would be about six months old.

Okay, first of all, I’m really sorry for making you wait a month for this! Between school and sickness, I have been struggling to find time for free writing unfortunately. However, I hope you enjoy it! Happy regressing and happy reading! -Marty

SFW AGE REGRESSION FIC. DNI IF NSFW, K!NK, PROSHIP, OR SIMILAR. DO NOT REPOST TO OTHER SITES.

Title: Quiet but loving

Pairing: Caregiver! Husk & Little! Angel

Description: Angel returns to the Hazbin Hotel after a rough day at work. But Husk can always be counted on for some comfort (Hurt/comfort)

Word Count: 1222

TW: References/hints to alcohol, drugs, and Angel’s work. (None are actively depicted)

Quiet but Loving

Husk knew something was wrong the moment Angel stumbled inside the Hazbin Hotel.  This wasn’t his common loopiness, induced by too many drinks or mysterious pills he had downed while on the job.  Instead, his arms were hugged close to his body, his eyes widened frightfully, and his breaths ragged.  

Husks ears had perked up, trained on the spider as soon as the front doors flew open.  Angel didn’t waste a moment, already stumbling towards the bar while gasping for air amongst his heaving breaths.  He nearly collapsed several times along the way, as his lacking coordination threatened to send him to the floor.

Something is wrong, Husk’s caregiving instincts immediately caught.  He froze in place, trying to analyze every movement for signs of injury, while the concerned emotions swarmed in his chest.  Had Angel gotten hurt?  Had it been a bad day at work?  Did he need help?

By some miracle, or perhaps his raw determination, Angel made it to the bar.  Shakily, he climbed onto a barstool and flopped his head over.  A heavy, unsteady sigh escaped his parted lips as his body trembled.

“Angel?” Husk hummed lowly, doing his best to keep his voice calm.  “Are you okay?”

Angel looked up just long enough to meet the cat’s eyes before his own wide orbs welled up with tears.  Instantly, he hid his face in his arms.  Husk could see him puffing out his cheeks and holding his breath, seemingly determined not to let himself cry.  The reaction was answer enough.

He was not okay.

“Angie,” Husk soothed, reaching a hand over the bar to stroke the spider’s floofy hair, “sweetheart, it’s okay if you’re upset.  It’s okay if you had a bad day.”

The words might have seemed obvious to some, but Husk knew the reassurance was necessary if he wanted Angel to actually respond.  The last thing they wanted was Angel dissociating for the day and drowning his sorrows in whatever powerful tonics laid behind the bar.

A choked sob disrupted the strained silence.  Angel whimpered, his shoulders bouncing as he hid his face in his folded arms.  The tortured sound reverberated around the empty lobby, just as it echoed around Husk’s tormented soul.

Determined not to leave him without comfort for even a moment, Husk continued to pet his hair while hopping over the bar counter.  He grabbed a barstool for himself and sat on it, close enough to Angel that their bodies brushed against each other.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, kiddo.  If you want, we can go upstairs?  Get you in some comfy clothes and have some quiet time?” Husk suggested, giving his hands a gentle squeeze.

Angel glanced up from where he had buried his face.  His lip wobbled and he sniffled, but he managed a nod.  He reached out his hands in a clear, silent request.  Husk complied without hesitation, reaching forward and helping the arachnid wrap his body around his own.  Once he was in a secure carry, Husk hoisted him off the barstool and carried him towards the stairs.

With every sorrowful sniffle that pressed into his shoulders, he cursed Valentino and all the other denizens that had tortured Angel that night.  The endless work he did always wore him out, no matter how much he denied it.  But if he had reached the point of openly needing comfort like this?  It was a bad night.  Really bad.

Angel kept his head pressed against Husk’s shoulder all the way until they reached his bedroom.  Along the way, he jumped at any noise and routinely grabbed fistfulls of Husk’s fur for security.   His breath would hitch occasionally, threatening to resume hysteria.  Husk soothed away the panic with practiced care; whether it was soft reassurances or pressing a short kiss to the top of his head, they somehow eased him enough that they could cross the hotel without any major issues.

Upon reaching Husk’s room, the cat-demon carried them to his bed.  Even as he sat on the stiff mattress and tried to lay Angel beside him, Angel refused to move from his secure position in Husk’s arms.  His arms tightened their grip around his caregiver’s shoulders, a soft and defensive whine shattering the room’s silence.

“You want to stay with me?” Husk asked softly.

“Mhm.  No down,” Angel mumbled, words slurred and barely intelligible.

Without hesitation, Husk complied with the request.  Carefully, he readjusted Angel in his arms and kissed the crown of his head for good measure.  If Angel didn’t want to lay by himself, not surrounded by his caregiver’s body heat and presence, then Husk would accommodate.

So, he shifted so he sat against the headboard; Angel remained in his lap, taking shaky breaths to calm down while Husk patted his back.  Minutely, the little one’s entire body trembled with the laborious efforts of breathing evenly.

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, kiddo.  Can you talk to me?” Husk rumbled soothingly.

Angel shook his head, breath hitching as he clung tighter.  Quickly, Husk shifted tactics; talking about whatever torture he had undergone could wait.  If Angel just wanted comfort now, then he would get it without question.

“Okay, love.  We won’t then,” Husk said clearly, making sure the little knew his boundaries were being met.  “How ‘bout we just cuddle then?”

At that, Angel nodded–perhaps the first positive sign Husk had seen yet.  

“M’kay, Angie.  I’m not going anywhere.  Are you comfy?”

The tickle of white fur under Husk’s chin confirmed his contentment.

For a few minutes, neither Husk nor Angel said or did anything.  Husk knew the importance of not touching too much–not prolonging or exaggerating Angel’s overstimulation and panic.  Meanwhile, the latter needed the silence and the comfort, and was far too content in Husker’s lap to fathom moving so soon.

Even as the morning light began peaking through Husk’s shades, neither made any move to get up from the bed.  In fact, Angel’s exhausted form grew steadily more limp–practically melting into Husk’s fur.  Soon after, his breathing evened and slowed with sleepy heaves; his exhaustion had clearly caught up to him.  

Husk smiled to himself, a half-sad gesture as he stroked Angel’s head as he slept.  It wasn’t fair that he had to suffer like this; someone as sweet as him deserved Heaven’s eternal paradise.  For now, all he could pray was that Charlie’s experiment would prove effective, and that Angel would one day be free of the endless torture Valentino had subjected him too.

He couldn’t protect Angel from Val; he didn’t have that kind of power anymore…that was a mistake he’d regret for the rest of his afterlife.  If he still had his overlord status, he would have stormed Valentino’s territory the moment he realized how bad Angel’s treatment was.  And his pure rage would have been enough for him to wipe out all three Vee’s…

But that was only a fantasy.  For now, all Husk could do was heal Angel’s wounds after he received them.  He could be there for him when things seemed hopeless.  He could watch himself become better as he finally learned what everyone was talking about when they said they loved someone.

“Love you, kiddo,” Husk muttered.  “The hell did I do to deserve you, huh?”

Angel stirred a little, huffing a yawn.  “Wuv you too, papa.”

[softpawpup]

regressor!angel dust & cg!husk !!

husk likes to be called papa

husk calls angel ' bugaboo ' and ' baby ' when he's little a lot

angel has an oral fixation and puts everything in his mouth, husk scolds him and has to keep a close eye on him

if angel wakes up before husk he climbs all over him and plays with his ears till he wakes up

angel likes to break into husk's room to make a nest for himself by bringing all his favorite stuffies and fat nuggets to husk's room

angel never lets husk help him choose outfits because he doesnt trust husk's sense of fashion

usually angel dust regresses after a long day of filming or work with val and husk always welcomes him back with a fresh sippy cup and clean paci and warm blankie

angel cries a lot when he's little and husk has gotten better at helping him through his tears. angel usually responds best to lullabies and story times.

after a good cry angel usually has a burst of energy and wants to play pretend or go on a walk

has play dates with other stars who work with val sometimes

likes playing with husk's tail when husk is too busy to play with him directly

angel loves bath time and hates getting out of the bath. he refuses to have a bath if its not a bubble bath

[babyangelcakess]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I WANT

[little-pup-pip]

could I have a puppy/angel themed board please? without pacis and more boyish?

Here you go!!

[sleepy-harper]

light fawn themed moodboard

[kodaswrld]

made by me, free to use without credits

taglist: @achooinmyheart @tiger-posting @littlemisspoets-blog @buni-cheri @sincerelyangelberry

(reply “taglist pls” to be added)

[mewster3000]

CG angel dust agrees to a tea party with his little and gets a *little* too into it.

[stuckinthe-2000s]

🌙 Agere Ask Game!!! ⭐

🖍 Who is the first person you told/would tell about your headspace?

❤ If you had a fictional caregiver/little who would it be?

🩹 What do you experience when you regress? (i.e fuzzy feelings, motor skill or speech struggle, etc.)

🧡 How often do you regress or try to regress?

🍬 Do you read agere fanfiction and if so, about who?

💛 What school grade (if any) would you be in according to your headspace?

🧸 Are you an older sibling who regresses/caregives or a younger sibling who regresses/caregives?

💚 Were you considered an "old soul" growing up or were you more "childish"?

🧩 What was your first piece of agere gear or what would you want as your first?

💙 What's your regression/caregiving aesthetic? (kidcore, babycore, altcore, etc)

🍭 How long have you been apart of agere tumblr?

💜 What are you obsessed with right now in your headspace? (sanrio, sharks, bluey, etc)

🍼 Do you include your personal nostalgia in your regression/caregiving or are you creating new memories?

🖤 Have you met any other regressors/caregivers in real life?

🪀 Have you ever regressed in front of someone or has someone ever regressed around you?

🪁 Is your headspace affected more through traditional or alternative regression? (bottles & cartoons or horror & thrill)

🎨 What's a piece of agere gear that you really want to have/try?

🍬 Have you ever experienced vent regression?

🦋 Are you comfortable with your regression/headspace?

🧚‍♀️ What is age regression/caregiving to you?

🧦 What's something you like & don't like about the agere community?

🦇 Have you ever regressed in a dream?

🌸 Who do you headcanon as a regressor or caregiver? (fictional or real)

🐈‍⬛ Do you think you're represented enough in the agere community? (poc, boys, under 20/over 30 yrs)

🧃Which animal best represents your headspace?

🐇 Has it been or was it hard for you to find a little/caregiver?

🎀 Does your headspace match the gear you use/want? (i.e. regresses to 10 years but loves pacifiers)

🎮 Do you struggle to play pretend or are you super imaginative?

🌈 What mythical creature would you rather be? (Hybrid, Fairy, Dragon, etc)

👾 What's the quickest way to get you in your headspace?

💭 What's one thing you often daydream about doing with your little/caregiver?

[funfettifrills]

♣️; caregiver! husk x kid/agere! reader [headcanons]

[all platonic] + my inbox is open for reqs!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪husk is canonically good with kids!! He would be great at taking care of you !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ initially, husk keeps up his grumpy self around you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but you find yourself enjoying being around him, to you he's a silly little kitty !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ he notices you will sit by him or stay in the same room as him, and he doesn't mind at all

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ at first you're a bit shy, but he tries initiating conversations with you and you happily speak to him a bunch!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Once your wall of shyness is broken down, you'll find yourself sitting at the bar and info dumping to him about things you like or just your day in general

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He doesn't say much, but he always listens with a small smile on his face while he tends to his bartending tasks

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he has a huge soft spot for you, that he'd deny at first but everyone else at the hotel would clearly notice it

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you go out, he starts going with you. He really wants you to be safe, even if you're in hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since you obviously wouldn't be drinking any alcohol, husk starts keeping things like juice at the bar just for you!! He even gets sippy cups !!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even though he doesn't enjoy being a cat, you can't help but call him "kitty."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ Sometimes, when you want his attention, you'll babble a bit and call out "kitty!"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if anyone else would call him kitty, he would be sooo livid

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but he loves you and knows you mean no harm, he finds it endearing!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪his default nicknames for you are just 'kid' or 'kiddo'

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he lets you play with his tail !! He just sits nonchalantly as you do it, and the others in the hotel watch in awe over how comfortable Husk is with you

♡ʚ⁺˖↪even if he has a soft spot for you, he's still husk so he's a very patient caregiver but also very stern when he needs to be

♡ʚ⁺˖↪if you get bratty or fussy, he won't hesitate to get you to behave, and he's very effective at it while not being tooooo harsh

♡ʚ⁺˖↪since he loves sleeping, when it's nap time he'll join you sometimes!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he's very comfy to snuggle with cause his fur is surprisingly soft

♡ʚ⁺˖↪as you two sleep, he holds you so gently

♡ʚ⁺˖↪He purrs during these naps too and its silly to feel the vibrations

♡ʚ⁺˖↪whenever you'd be overwhelmed and in tears, he had struggled to deal with it at first because he was intimidated

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Over time, he had learned how to handle those moments with ease and will hold you in his lap as you regulate yourself

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Depending on the severity of your emotions, he'll start doing magic tricks to distract you, and it's effective for calming you down

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he struggles with low self-esteem, so he questions whether he's good enough to be taking care of you (he is much more than good enough!!)

♡ʚ���˖↪you're happiest and comfiest with him, sometimes you cling onto his legs as he does random tasks and he just goes on as normal

♡ʚ⁺˖↪before he had gotten onto better terms with Angel, he'd tried to keep you away from him

♡ʚ⁺˖↪But afterward, you become close with Angel as well, and he thinks you're the cutest ever !!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪you and Angel sit at the bar, with you in his lap, and have silly conversations with Husk

♡ʚ⁺˖↪Angel goes insane hearing you get to freely call Husk "kitty"

♡ʚ⁺˖↪ And Angel teases Husk over how soft he's gotten for you, Husk gets embarrassed in response

"Ya' let the kid call you 'kitty?' Why can't I do that too?"

"You are a GROWN man. There's no reason for you to call me that."

"You're just turning into a big softie, ya know?"

"..."

♡ʚ⁺˖↪don't even get me started on how adamant Husk would be to keep you away from Alastor

♡ʚ⁺˖↪but Alastor does find a way to get your attention, much to Husk's dismay...

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he'll find Alastor playing you, and you giggling along, which leaves Husk horrified

♡ʚ⁺˖↪he is really dedicated to keeping you safe from anything that'd cause you harm!!

♡ʚ⁺˖↪and he truly wants you to be redeemed, he knows you don't deserve to be in Hell

♡ʚ⁺˖↪overall, he adores you a bunch and would probably kill for you!!!!!!

[widdlerecipes]

recipe 02- angel milk!

💚 - this recipe is easy to make!

🥛 - this recipe involves milk, so it’s not very good for kids who have lactose intolerance.

Note: this is a very easy dish to make! You don’t need an adult unless you are shaky or may make a mess. Make sure you clean up afterwards!

Ingredients needed- steamed milk, sugar, whip cream (optional!) and vanilla extract! (Optional: food dye of a chosen color)

How to make- get a cup, small or large. Fill it up with warm, steamed milk, and then add sugar in the bottom. You can stir with a straw or with a spoon. Add a drop or two of vanilla extract. (Optional: add whip cream to the top if yours is cold! It tastes better this way!) (also optional: add a drop or two of pink/red (or blue, or green, etc) food dye to make it look cute!)

Finally- enjoy your angel milk! It’s yummy. You can put it in a bottle or sippy to enjoy, also. OR: turn it into ice cubes to put into something warm (ie. Your normal milk, hot cocoa, choccy milk heated up)

[nostalgiclittlespace]

Request: Little!Angel being a sleepy baby (little age: 0-1) and CG!Husk and Fat Nuggets provide him lots of cuddles

SFW AGE REGRESSION FIC. DNI IF NSFW, KINK, PROSHIP, OR SIMILAR. DO NOT REPOST TO OTHER SITES.

Title: Cuddle Bug

Word count: 1023

Pairing: CG!Husk & Little!Angel

Description: Angel stays up late waiting for his Papa to come home, if only so he can get tucked in properly. Luckily, he isn’t left waiting for too long and Husk (and Fat Nuggets) can treat him to some cuddles. (All comfort, no hurt)

Angel laid on his playmat, Fat Nuggets and plushies surrounding him like a halo.  Lullaby tunes drifted from his Hellphone, the tranquil notes suggesting that it was almost time to sleep.  Indeed, Angel’s eyes had been fluttering shut for the past ten minutes, only to startle open again.

Cant sleep yet, Angel thought, rubbing his eyes.  Papa not home yet.

Without Papa, who would tuck him in?  Who would check under the bed for monsters?  Technically, he could ask the other Hazbin residents, but they didn’t do it right!  Sir Pentious was just as scared of monsters as Angel was, Vaggie didn’t check carefully enough, he didn’t trust Alastor, and Charlie always tried to make him face his fear by checking under the bed with her.  

Only Husk would check the closet, the corners, under the closet and bed, and in the toy chest without question.  Only Husk could give him a tight hug properly—stuffy enough that he felt safe but not so tight that he couldn’t breathe.  Only Husk would also say goodnight to Fat Nuggets and remind him of his duties as Angel’s sleeping buddy (“Remember, Fat Nuggets, Angel needs snuggles all night long.  You’re his best piggy buddy, so it’s your job to make sure he’s safe and comfy,” he would say every night without fail)

Husk would never forget to turn on the nightlight, or to leave the door open just a crack.  Husk would come check on him an hour or so after tucking him in to make sure he was sleeping, and if not he would read a quick story or give him another plushie to make him more comfortable.  Husk would ruffle his quaff as they sat in the rocking chair.  He would hold all of Angel’s hands when he was scared, them carefully gathered in his paws and held close to his heart,

So Angel had to stay awake until Kitty came home!  He had to run an errand for Alastor, which involved him leaving the Hotel for a little while.  Angel had been Big when he left…but now that it was bedtime he wanted him to come home as fast as possible!  Mentally, Angel added this to the list of reasons he disliked that Radio Demon.

Angel rolled over onto his side to watch Fat Nuggets snuffling around the carpet.  The pig’s round body and adorable little snorts practically begged to be cuddled with.  He cooed, giggling breathily as his pet nosed one of the plushies with his snout.

Attention caught, Nuggets looked up and titled his head.  Thrilled by the small gesture, Angel’s smile widened immensely.  At the call of more mumbles, Fat Nuggets trotted up to him.  Both squealed delightfully as Angel scooped up his pig, the best he could while his dexterity had decreased and he laid on his side.  Nonetheless, the end product ended with them cuddled close together.

Just as thoughts of his favorite cat fillies his head again, threatening to overspill into tears, there was a fumbling at the door.  Angel craned and twisted his neck towards the source of the noise, heart filling with hope as the knob turned.

“Hey, Angie,” Husk greeted.  His eyes found the spider laying on the floor, and didn’t falter before asking , “How are you doing, baby?”

Coherent sentences lost, Angel just kicked his feet and cooed.  “Papa!”

“Yeah, I’m home now.  Sorry I’m late, buddy.”

Angel tried to grumble his complaints about Alastor, but judging by Husk’s easy, amused smile, the words didn’t make much sense.  The ex-Overlord seemed to get the message, however, as he sat on the floor beside him with a deep exhale.

“Yeah, I know, I know.  You’re up past your bedtime and I wasn’t home.  How about we get you ready for sleep?” Kitty suggested.

Angel nodded, releasing Fat Nuggets for only a moment to extend his arms pleadingly.  Husk complied with the silent request, pulling Angel off the floor and into his arms.  He managed to get a hold of Nuggets too, who he then handed back to Angel to carry back to his bed.  The latter relaxed, almost limp; he could finally go to sleep now that his Papa was home. 

Per their usual routine, Husk carried him over to the bed and helped him under the cozy pink sheets.  Fat Nuggets nustled beside him while Husk flipped on the rainbow lamp on the nightstand.

“Check for monsters?” Angel mumbled, even though he knew the cat would never forget.

“‘Course, Angie,” Husk replied before his head ducked and disappeared as his precise eyes scanned underneath the mattress.  Then he stood, strolled to every corner, opened the closet, and even looked inside the toy chest.  Angel watched his every movement, because even if he was scared of the what monsters could be hiding, he also needed to make sure Papa was safe.

“No sign of monsters here, baby.  All safe,” Husk said as he returned to Angel’s bedside.

As soon as the cat had sat down, Angel wrapped two pairs of arms around his waist, dragging himself forward to snuggle some more.  Yes, his eyes were drooping.  Yes, he wanted to sleep.  But he also missed Kitty!

“Looks like I have a cuddly bug tonight,” Husl chuckled, then eased onto his side.  Angel cuddled impossibly closer, wrapping his legs around him and burying his face in his chest.  A deep breath calmed the arachnid entirely, as something rich, smokey, and fresh drifted into his nostrils.

“Ready for sleep, bug?” Husk murmured, ruffling his hair.

Before Angel could nod, a certain piglet rose from his nest in the sheets, trotting up to Husk’s and Angel’s faces.  The pig’s snout pressed against them, causing a weak complaint from Husk and a giggle from Angel.  Thankfully, Nugget’s show of affection ended there, as he circled around and flopped into a new place: right between Husk and Angel.

“Good, pig,” the cat rumbled.  “You’ve gotta keep Angie safe too, you know.  A guard pig to help him feel better.”

Said courageous animal was already snoozing, but Angel nodded a little despite his drooping eyes.

“Good night, Angel.”

“Ni’night, Papa.”

[disneys-angel]

i want this so so bad!!! look at how cute it is!! here’s the link if anyone wants to buy it!!

[kaidee-koo]

Angel regressor flag

a flag for regressors who feel a connection, and/or regress to concept of angels or angelic themes. Angel regressors may enjoy being called “Angel” or “Angel face” and enjoy listening to gentle lullabies. They may also enjoy the concept on clouds, dove wings, halos, golden tones, and etc. Some regressors may also enjoy the idea of angels being mystical beings (not necessarily in a religious senses

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[babyangelcakess]

the little kid urge to run to the toy isle and buy everything you see

[hall0weent0wn]

☆~ Angelcore Stimboard ~☆

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ How beautiful!

[lttl3babybug]

could I request a couple of carer!angel headcanons?

@drowsysaint

Hope you enjoy my loves!!

Cg!Angel Dust Headcanons!

🕸️Angel isn’t used to kids, he’s never been round them much. Sure he’s had his fair share of experience taking care of things

🕸️Things being Fat Nuggets. His pig.

🕸️So it’s safe to say he’s a first time cg

🕸️Not that that means he’s bad at it! Cause he’s not, Angel is an amazing caregiver

🕸️This man has 6 arms. That’s 3x the hugging, that’s so much hugs.

🕸️If you’re having a fussy day he wraps you in all 6 of them very tightly to keep you from thrashing about or just to calm you down if you like the pressure

🕸️Keeps every drawing you do for him, they’re all in a folder and he rotates what one gets put up on his door underneath all the pictures of him and everyone else

🕸️You and Fat Nuggets get along like a house on fire

🕸️If you’re feeling upset but don’t want to cuddle or talk about it you can guarantee that you’ve got a little pig squealing at you for cuddles

🕸️Cause Angel is super duper fluffy he’s like your own personal stuffie! He’s perfect for cuddling

🕸️Long fluffy limbs that can squeeze you till you’re asleep, what more could you want!

🕸️He’ll buy you whatever gear you want (or if you don’t want any he’s totally understanding of that!) paci’s, bottles, onesies, stuffies, dips, colouring equipment! You name it, he’s got it!

🕸️Surprisingly good at dealing with tantrums

🕸️If he’s had a rough day and needs a drink you’re coming with him to the bar because he doesn’t trust you not to get in trouble

🕸️Husk will give you things to keep you entertained, ultimately that doesn’t work out and you end up playing with his tail the whole time

🕸️But that’s for my cg!husk post

🕸️Loves, loves, loves giving you little nicknames

🕸️Darlin’, dollface, little one, sweetheart, princess/prince, sugar

🕸️They’re a need

🕸️He also loves dressing you up in outfits, he’ got boxes full of old fabrics that he uses to make you cute little dresses or shirts or whatever you want really

🕸️FASHION SHOWS.

🕸️He will make everyone sit and watch while you show off the outfits he’s made you

🕸️Music, lights, the whole shebang. He’s going all out for his baby

🕸️Circling back to the point of him being really cuddly, he will get pretend jealous if you choose to cuddle a stuffie instead of him

🕸️Rolling his eyes and dramatically sighing while turning away, listening to your giggles

🕸️He lives to keep you entertained, even if it is just holding you on his hip and prancing about the hotel