#throws him around like a dog toy 🥰

[enden-k]

the good thing abt not playing hsr for a while is coming back and instantly wanting to destroy my chicken wing boy for being too gorgeous and beautiful and pretty and

[carnivorousyandeere]

Julian sfw Alphabet!!

a/n: we’re gonna ignore how I’ve been dead silent, I’m back to posting! ��

cw: Mentions of untreated mental illness, mentions of past abuse, yandere shenanigans, unhealthy living habits.

(gn reader)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very affectionate and clingy! Likes doing activities with you, like crafts, feeding strays, and taking walks. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

They’re the shopping bag friend. Trailing behind while being suffocated with shopping bags. Doesn’t have scary dog privileges, but does accidentally uses his customer service front when casually talking to people, which usually weirds them out. As of how you guys met, probably a friend of a friend situation and you guys just gradually got closer. 

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

LOVES CUDDLES!! Well, it’s more like him clinging onto your leg when you have to go to work/run some errands. He’ll get pouty when you pry him off, but will eventually get off with a sigh. Likes cuddling on the couch while watching a tv show or movie with you! Laying across the couch while you lay on top of him. Easier to give you smooches that way ^^

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

If making drinks counts as cooking, then he’s amazing! Otherwise? Uh…maybe not? He could make simple meals though, or maybe bar snacks, but nothing that actually “counts as a meal” (from Julian themself).  

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

WILL cry about it. What did they do wrong? Why isn’t this working out? :( I mean, they did kidnap you, but he was gentle about it! Would probably use his connections to keep eyes and ears on you, and will eventually get you back, wether you like it or not. Although, you better get used to their basement, you’re gonna be there for a while. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Will unironically propose to you at a concert. If not, he’ll probably plan one of those over-the-top proposals, getting someone to call you and tell you that they’ve been hit by a truck or something, then when you get to the hospital he gets down on one knee. Unless you wanna propose, he’s not totally opposed to it. It would take a good while for you two to tie the knot, though. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Hm…very gentle. But they’re really emotionally sensitive, so you gotta be careful of that. Your makeshift therapist, if you don’t already have one. They will make you drinks while you sit there and vent about your daily problems. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs from behind>>> Does it as often as you allow him to. Not afraid to show PDA, wants to let EVERYONE know. Their hugs are gentle but firm, keeping you in his embrace for as long as possible. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

The second he gets you, “I love you darling..” When you wake up, “Ah! Darling! Welcome! I love you ;)” when you’re asleep, “Love ya, mwah”. I think you get the point, says it a fuck ton. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Hmmmm, not really. He’s more obsessive than possessive, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t get jealous. They understand that you need to have a social life, but they get to decide when it’s too much. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Kisses you on the lips, neck, and tip of the ears. Their kisses are passionate and deep, whenever. He honestly doesn’t care where you kiss him, he just loves the fact that you’re kissing him in the first place :)

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Very good with children 👍 Although he isn’t expecting a family with you, he DOES like playing hide and seek with kids 🫶 Honestly, you don’t know how they do it, they’re just effortlessly good with the lil ones 🤷

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Not a morning person, absolutely despises it. A “don’t talk to me until I’ve had my morning drink coffee” type of person. He gets kinda grumpy too, but will eventually soften up 15 ish minutes after he wakes up. Spends most of his time with you in the morning, since he works night shifts starting at 6 pm. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Gets home from work pretty late, usually around 1-2 am, so you’ll be better off going to bed and waking up with them beside you! Although, you COULD stay up and wait for him instead, but he usually admonishes you for staying up this late and ruining your sleep schedule. He works the night shift, so most of the night, you’d be alone. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Hm….can read you like an open book, is a closed book himself. It doesn’t take long for him to open up though, they think that you shouldn’t have to hear about their problems or information about them in general…it’s all about you, after all! If you seem genuinely concerned, though, wether it’s from him being happy and jolly 24/7, or something else, he’ll spill the beans. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Well- you’ll never know. When he’s annoyed, or god forbid mad, he’ll just huff and puff a little bit and bottle it up inside for another day, preferably when you’re not there to catch him have a mental breakdown…Although, he never really gets mad, just really annoyed. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He’s terrified of forgetting, keeps a little diary that has everything he’s learned about you since day 1. Reads it over at least once a week and revises, like it’s some kind of exam he could fail. Also writes down everything you’ve ever wanted but couldn’t get, like something you passed by at the store, but was over the budget. He’ll go out and buy everything at once and give it to you! 

“I remembered that you said you wanted this, so…I got it for you! :D”

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Doesn’t have a favourite moment, EVERY moment with you is his favourite <3 Doesn’t care if it’s a good or bad experience from your part, it’s you, so it can’t be bad. Unless you guys break up or something…they’ll find a way. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

“Back off, they’re mine” type of person. Keeps a pocket knife just in case, they don’t mind getting a little bloody for you ^^ They don’t reaaallyyy have enough self-worth to want, or need you to protect them. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

oooo! He hates planning, but they’ll endure it for you <3 Honestly, doesn’t forget, but puts it off until a few days before the event, then speedruns the whole planning process and it still ends up being alright and amazing :D Tries to keep everyday tasks as minimal effort as possible. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Has pretty low self image, always gets you to take care of yourself or else he makes you, but when it comes to them, they don’t really…well…care? They have a family history of depression, but never got properly diagnosed. Most of the time, the only thing motivating him is you. They’re afraid you’ll be disgusted with them and think they’re gross. They keep that in mind while deep cleaning the kitchen :^ 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

VERY. Cozy dark academia style, overdresses to everything. Takes at least 30 minutes for them to get ready to go pick something up at the store (tbh, same)…it’s curbside pickup, they aren’t even gonna leave the car. Most of this, again, comes from his immense fear of getting judged by you. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yep, as I mentioned before, WILL cry about it. He’ll do everything in his power to get you back, they’ll  even do some…sketchy…stuff, if they have to. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Crochets with you!! Also likes making matching bracelets, the cheesy cute ones with each others’

initials. Unironically gets you meme shirts, also unironically has a “Cisn’t” shirt. 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Tbh, they’ve been in too many toxic environments to tell if something’s putting them off. Will just go with it; it takes them a lot of effort to tell you though, if they gather up the willpower to accept that they don’t like something about you in the first place. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Kinda snores, but it’s really soft. You’ll most likely wake up to them being on the opposite side of the bed. Sleeps in positions that look really uncomfortable, but still insists to twist and turn until he’s “comfortable”. 

[jobean12-blog]

Fair Grounds for Love

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader (Cowboy AU)

Word Count: 1,772

Summary: Joel takes you to your first real state fair

Author’s Note: This is for @the-slumberparty June Writing Challenge and my item is lemonade and my setting is festival/fair as well as a Summer Bingo Event and Choose your own AU box. I also did one with Biker!Joel and since my friends are super supportive and kind I decided to do Cowboy!Joel too because both are the best! Thank you to Navy and Roo for hosting and thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️ All dividers by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: lots of fun and fluff and sweetness, it gets flirty at the end ;) 

This photo below was taken by Iglesias Mas for Strange Way of Life 😍

Joel Miller Masterlist

Joel insists on picking you up for your date to the state fair, ever the gentleman and loving any excuse to spend more time together.

He knocks and waits, his smile growing when he hears you start to unlock the door.

You open it just enough to say, “close your eyes, Cowboy.”

He takes a step back and pulls his hat off then puts it over his face.

When you step out you rest your hand on his arm. “Okay.”

He takes his hat down and it tumbles from his fingers as he focuses on you, his gaze sweeping from your head to your toes.

“My god,” he says.

You grin and bend down to grab his hat before standing and placing it back on his head.

“Does that mean you like it?” you ask, tone cheeky.

You step closer and press yourself against him. “You look pretty good too…if you can stop drooling and close your mouth.”

He pulls you closer. “You are the sexiest, most beautiful woman I have ever seen darlin’.”

His arms circle around your waist and he kisses you hello, the sweet gesture quickly turning heated as his hands smooth along your curves and he drags your hips into his.

When he releases you he let’s out a sigh, kissing you one more time, quickly, before taking your hand and walking you to his truck.

“If we don’t leave now I’m gonna march you right back into the house and we’ll never make it to the fair.”

You giggle and hop into the truck when he opens the door. The ride is short and it almost takes you as long to find parking.

“Wow,” you whisper as you enter the fairgrounds, “I’ve never been to anything like this before.”

You look around at all the rides, tents and booths, a vibrant array of colors and sounds, and try to take it all in.

“Let’s go have some fun darlin’.”

You nod excitedly and keep hold of his hand as you wander toward some of the booths, stopping at the first game you see.

Joel tips his hat back and gives you a wink before he takes the toy rifle and gets into position to shoot the target.

You try not to giggle when he leaves just a shred of black on the star-shaped target, failing to win you a big stuffed toy and grumbling something about poor mechanics.

“I thought all you cowboys knew how to shoot!” you tease.

“Gimme something with a decent lever action and I’ll shoot the feathers off a duck’s butt at five hundred feet! This thing…”

He looks at the old and rusty toy. “Sucks!”

“Yeah…yeah,” you continue to tease. “And that poor duck!”

You make a pouty face and he smirks, taking your chin between his fingers and pulling you in for a kiss.

“Don’t worry darlin’,” he murmurs against your lips. “It’s just an expression.”

He slips his hand into his back pocket and hands the guy working at the game booth another dollar.

“One more try.”

You keep still, watching the target intently as Joel readies himself and starts to shoot.

With a squeal you throw yourself into his arms. “You did it!”

“Just needed to warm up,” he says with a triumphant grin.

You tap your chin as you try to pick out your new toy. “I’d like the stuffed dog please, the brown and white one.”

The guy at the game booth pulls it down and hands it to you with a smile.

You squeeze the dog to your chest and smile over it at Joel.

He reaches for your hand and you take it.

“Can we go on a ride now?” you ask, tugging on his arm.

“Sure darlin’.”

You spot the Viking swing ride; it’s squealing and creaking motor making Joel grimace as you approach.

“This has gotta be older than me,” he jokes.

“I’m scared but I want to go on!” you tell him.

Pressing yourself into his side the entire time you’re waiting on the line you finally move up to take your seats, suddenly unsure if you want to hold onto the railing or Joel.

“I apologize in advance if I scream really loud and squeeze the life out of you.”

He presses his lips together to stifle a laugh and you narrow your eyes playfully, startling when the ride jerks forward. Without a second through you wrap both your arms around his bicep and smash yourself against his side.

Now you feel his laughter and you would scold him except the ride starts getting into full swing and the only thing you can do is scream with terrified glee.

He tucks his hat away so it doesn’t blow off his head and gives you a reassuring squeeze.

When you step off the ride you lean into Joel’s side to steady yourself.

“Did ya have fun?” he asks.

“Yes!” you squeak. “Everything is a little wobbly though.”

“I got ya darlin’,” he says softly, tucking you under his arm. Let’s get something sweet.”

He leads you over to the food area and you look around the bustling fairgrounds, trying to decide what to get. The air is filled with the aroma of various foods, each one tantalizing and you finally choose something, deciding first to have lemonade.

“The booth is a lemon,” you giggle as you wait on the line. “It’s so cute!”

“Wait ‘til you get a taste darlin’.”

You take a moment to peruse the menu, and your mouth waters with anticipation as you read the enticing choices. Classic lemonade, freshly squeezed and tangy, is available for those seeking a traditional experience. But there's also a selection of tempting twists on the classic, such as strawberry lemonade.

Taking Joel’s advice you go for a classic lemonade, your eyes widening when the vendor hands you a cup so large you can barely close your fingers around it.

Joel takes it from you, the cup looking like a regular size in his large hands.

“Here,” he says, holding the straw up to your lips.

The cool, tangy sweetness dances on your taste buds, instantly refreshing and invigorating. The combination of tart lemons, the subtle hint of sweetness, and the chill of the ice soothes your senses on this warm day, making you feel rejuvenated.

“It’s sooooo good. Oh my god.”

You take a second long sip before he does the same.

“Shit,” he agrees with a chuckle. “I’m almost forgot how good this is.”

You reach for another drink but he swipes the cup away and instead plants his lips on yours.

“Mmm,” he hums. “Sorry darlin’…just need some extra sugar.”

He adjusts his hat and winks.

“Where are we going now?”

You’re back in Joel’s pick-up, resting against his shoulder, your stomach full and your feet tired.

“It’s a surprise.”

He pulls off the road and into a small clearing, stopping the truck at the edge of a cliff.

Before he opens his door he holds up his finger, signaling for you to wait, and jumps out, running around the truck to help you.

“We’re so high up!” you say, peering near the edge. “It’s so beautiful!”

The cliff offers a panoramic view, stretching far and wide. Below, the vast expanse of the earth unfolds, revealing a tapestry of rolling hills, meandering rivers and lush greenery.

While you’re admiring the view he lowers the tailgate and sets down a blanket in the truck bed.

“Come ‘ere darlin’,” he says, placing his hands on your hips to help you hop up.

Once you’re comfortable and resting in his arms he threads his fingers through yours, idly rubbing his thumb across your knuckles.

The sun, now hovering low on the horizon, casts long, dramatic shadows that dance across the landscape. The golden light bathes everything in a soft glow and the distant mountains are silhouetted against the radiant sky.

You stare out at the breathtaking scenery, but every time your eyes slide to Joel he’s looking at you.

Slowly he brings your hand to his lips, kissing your fingertips before releasing them and curling his arm around your waist to tuck you against his chest.

You push his hat off his head and run your hand through his hair then dance your fingers across his jaw and over his beard.

He closes his eyes and hums, leaning into your touch. His hand moves from your waist and he slips it under your top, rubbing softly and slowly, making the heat in your body build.

Your hand drops to the collar of his shirt then slides inside the open buttons, his skin warm and smooth. You move lower, popping open the next button, then lower to the next, revealing more of his skin.

“Darlin’” he murmurs, his lips pressing to your neck, lightly nibbling until they meet the shell of your ear.

With a shiver you hook your thigh over his, the thick muscle settling between your legs and creating the perfect friction as you shift against him.

He reaches forward with his thumb and sweeps it across your lips, leaning in to kiss you. At first it’s tender and soft but when his name falls from your lips, desperation in every syllable, he rolls over and covers your body with his, deepening the kiss until you’re a panting mess beneath him.

When he pulls away for air he rests his forehead to yours and squeezes his eyes shut.

“Fuck woman,” he groans as he pushes himself up and slides out of the back.

He extends his hand toward you. “Get in the truck. I’m taking you home.”

You crawl closer and grab the front of his shirt, dragging him back to you and chasing his lips.

“Nope. I can’t wait.”

“Darlin’,” he says softly, but it’s gritty with restraint. “I’m taking you home to bed like a proper fucking gentleman.”

Your hands slide up his chest and wrap around his neck so you can bring his mouth back to yours.

“Right now, I don’t want a proper gentleman,” you whisper along his lips. “I want you, Cowboy, fucking me in the bed of your truck, under the sunset.”

You slip from his grasp and lie back on the blanket invitingly. He sucks in a curse and stares, taking you in, the golden setting sunlight catching like little sparks across your skin, lighting you up like an angel.

With purposeful movements he charges back into the bed of the truck.

“You’re gonna miss one hell of spectacular sunset darlin’,” he simpers as he settles over you. “But I promise I’ll make up for it.”

@sstan-hoe @laineyreads @justkinsey @beccablogsthings @pedritosdarling @lorilane33 @blackwidownat2814 @littleseasiren​

[noroi1000]

My little monkey, my sweetheart 6

Finally there! @raysheil I remember you asked me for part 6 🥰. So there is last part of it.

Sitting on a smooth stone in the hot springs, your head rested against his chest.

With one arm wrapped around your waist, he stared softly at your sleeping face.

He could feel your soft breasts rubbing against his side and against his belly.

There was nothing sexual about it.

you were sleeping.

And he wasn't a pervert out of his mind just to look at your naked body.

It's obvious that he got overexcited as the sensuality between you two grew.

But he couldn't think of you in a bad way while you were sleeping, especially in a place that helped keep your headaches away.

Everyone has some pain. Belly or head. Whatever.

And everyone deserves to be treated with sleep or simple rest. Relaxation.

His other hand's fingers found the stray strands of your wet hair, and he uncovered your face.

He himself clearly felt the temperature difference between what was under the water and what was giving you air.

He was worried about your health.

You stepped out of the water slightly to cuddle up to him as he appeared.

Before he was here, you were just lying there with your head above the water.

Now your entire arms were exposed to the cooler temperature.

So that you don't get sick, he lowered his body, causing you to sit lower as well.

In such a way that your entire torso is enveloped in warm water.

And it certainly won't make you sick.

He was always afraid that your psyche would be sick.

That you'll hate him so much that you won't be nice. That you'd rather die than be around him.

He didn't mean to hurt you.

Inside him, there was still some morality that forbade him from harming the people he loved.

And you were so important to him…

You were supposed to be his play pet.

How could he change his mind so much??

He may have said you were his pet, but you really weren't.

Because he couldn't hurt you like that.

You were an ordinary person. Only human. No cursed energy.

People are dirty and disgusting.

But you are so pure and innocent.

Beautiful and sweet. The only man he can have next to him no matter what.

That's the truth.

You were the purest man. You're not lying, you're not cheating on him anymore. You are with him all the time. You give him everything as if he doesn't hate people at all.

You give him everything as if he hadn't hurt you before…

And now you live like normal next to him?

Next to a mass murderer?

It's scary that you agree to this life.

But you fell in love with him.

He was afraid that something happened to you, that you started to have different views on the world with him. But nothing changed.

You still know you're officially his pet. Even though your role for him has changed a lot.

You were like a toy. Like a pet.

You are now the most important part of his family.

As an pet, you couldn't be that high.

Because there are animals in the family such as a dog or a kitten. But you were supposed to be just a toy for him.

And you ended up being the most important thing to him.

Because he couldn't throw away the side of him that clearly said he was kind and caring.

He is nice. Very nice.

Especially for you.

Someone he wouldn't hesitate to kill when you pissed him off… Now you could do whatever you want, but he wouldn't hurt you anyway.

Trust…

You trust him…

You let him touch you.

You sleep next to him, without fear for your life.

You're not afraid of sleeping next to a man who hates people like you.

He shouldn't make exceptions.

But every person matters.

You were meant to be his entertainment.

But you're really there to be with him. And that he doesn't lose you.

Because he loved his little monkey.

Especially if you are carrying his child under your heart.

You were never destined in this temple to bear children. It wasn't supposed to be.

And what happened was a real accident.

Because he would never have thought of having a baby with a "monkey" in the first place.

But he never thought that it might be okay for his pure, beloved pet to be the mother of his child.

You are not a pet.

You are a member of his real family.

As his partner.

A partner for life.

How could he be so stupid and not notice what happened…

He fell in love with you…

How could he not trust you…

How could he not believe that you trust him…

Even after all these moments, you are there and trust him.

You sleep next to him now. Knowing that his child will slowly develop in you…

His.

He made him mark you as his for the rest of his life. Because you can't let go now. You will not run away from him.

Because you don't want to run away from him.

You have no intention of leaving your life with him.

And how did he know?

Because now you are next to him and sleeping on his chest. Your pulse so calm.

And he wanted to take care of you.

He wasn't going to let you go because you love him, don't you?

Your life may be different.

But one thing is for sure.

Whatever happens, you will go through it completely together. Because he doesn't leave the ones he loves now.

You will be together.

You were supposed to be his monkey. And now you are his sweetheart.

He loves you more than anything, even if he was once unable to admit it.

But you're pure and so perfect. Not like everyone else.

You've been living with him so long that he's able to believe there's something different between you two. Better.

Because he does not feel from you an ordinary, unworthy human.

You are a delicate being that he wants to care for. Until the end of life.

He placed his cheek on your head, hugging you tighter.

"I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you…" he whispered with his mouth against your head. "But I don't want to let you go. I want to have you like I have you now… Because I…"

He felt your gentle movement as you twirled in the warm water.

He placed a large hand on your belly. And suddenly, without realizing it, he smiled.

"Because I love you… (y/n). And I'll never stop."

He never regretted meeting you that day.

And such an awkward meeting turned into something like this.

Into your happy life.

"… I'm glad you're here…"

He looked at your small smile as you cuddled up to him.

He looked at you with a little hope in his eyes that you would say something he expects.

Even if he doesn't know what to expect.

"I love you too…" you murmured, placing your fingers on his hand on your stomach.

You turned your head to look at him.

He kissed you gently.

You were never meant to be his pet and plaything.

You were always meant to be his everything.

His little monkey is not like the others.

His little monkey is his sweetheart.

[diejager]

this may sound a bit weird but i just HAD to share this with someone :( so my dog kinda reminds me of ghost.. listen just listen he’s a rescue dog, he was terribly abused when he was a puppy and has a little scar on his belly :( he was my cousins dog but she said that he was too much. too violent and would growl and bark too much at any little noise. so i was like?!? what is wrong with you i’ll take him it’s okay. and when i did i was a bit skeptical at first but he was such a sweetheart, has a serious face all the time it’s so funny, he’s quite clingy and very protective literally growls when a stranger gets a little too close on walks. he’s goofy and playful in his own weird way when he growls and throws his toy in my face buut.. yeah! i’m sorry if this is weird i just had to tell someone!! 😣 <3

Same!!! My dog’s like that too! So, I have two dogs, one I bought from a breeder and another I “adopted” from my mother’s client. He was abused (the whole, kicking, hitting, staved and neglecting) and when we got him, he was exactly like your dog, barking, growling and biting (I have scars for proof) but he’s such a sweetheart when he warmed up to us. He’s also very clingy and protective, but he’s fucking smart too, understand everything we say in English, french, Cantonese and Vietnamese.

Deep down, he’s a funny, little guy, prancing around after eating and always wanting to cuddle, jumping and dancing when he knows he’s going for a walk and he loves playing. Unlike yours, mine just growls and flings the toy around.

He just has trust issues and a bag-load of trauma like any other abused or rescued dogs do, they just need love, affection and understanding to open up, that’s all!

And it’s not weird! I like talking about animals! But I do see your point, your dog does remind me Ghost, all rough and tough love, but still love 🥰

Here's the baby of my family! We renamed him Happy.

[safetycar-restart]

Can we talk more about the little!drivers!! My faves are Charles Lando Mick and Max 🥰🥰 do you have any headcannons or maybe we could talk something about what you would get up to with them now the season is over!

So since we're doing a soft night and a lot of people seem to like little!drivers, I'm gonna talk about the three you mentioned and what I think would happen in the break with them :)) We can absolutely talk about the others for this concept too if you guys would like, just let me know or share your own thoughts!!

CHARLES:

I think that Charles would need to be able to regress whenever he wanted to for a good while after the season ends? Towards the end of the season, he hardly allowed himself to regress. He so desperately wants to regress because he's so tired and so stressed, but regressing is time wasted because he needs to focus on racing and trying to win the championship and then trying to get second.

When the season ends, the exhaustion from all the stress and strain of the season just piles on him and he's so fucking tired.

So you take him back home to his safe space where he has a whole room with all his toys and little clothes and comfort items and let him regress whenever he wants to. You offer to take him on holiday, somewhere private where he can play in the sea without worrying, but he doesnt want that at all.

He's a sensitive little boy and he just wants to play with his toys and wear his cute PJs and cuddle you. He spends entire days in little space, just having fun and relaxing and finally allowing himself to recover from the season and be your happy little boy again.

LANDO:

Lando absolutely wants to go on holiday with just the two of you, and at first he says he wont regress while on holiday but you know better than that. If lando is relaxed and having fun with just you, then it's almost guaranteed that he will regress.

He books a private villa with it's own beach and he's just the happiest little boy ever!! He plays on the beach and makes sandcastles and screeches as you throw him into the sea over and over again.

He gets all his energy out playing on the beach and having fun with you and going for fun walks. And then by the evening he's so tired that he just curls up with you and watches a movie and falls asleep before it ends.

MICK:

I have one word and one word only: dogs.

It doesnt matter what your plans are, as long as you include Angie and as many other dogs as possible. Mick has missed his dogs SO much throughout the season, and not just when regressed. He always misses them, but he misses them even more when he's little space because his dogs are truly his best buddies.

So honestly... just going home and going on walks with him with the dogs and letting him throw the ball for them and have as many cuddles as he wants is absolutely perfect for him.

You can take him on holiday, but only to dog friendly places because he will not go anywhere without angie, and little!mick needs his best buddy!!!

MAX:

Max didn't have much trouble regressing during the season, because honestly he was never all that stressed or overworked. However the thing that did cause him some upset was the limited time he had to regress during the season.

Max is VERY sensitive about where he regresses and will not regress anywhere other than his own home. He's tried to regress in hotel rooms before and it's always just made him upset because he cant ever do it. He needs the safety of home to do it, and it's also MUCH easier with you around as well.

So mostly he's just so happy that he doesnt feel like he has a limited time in little space anymore so he can really calm down and let himself drop deep.