#little!Angel Dust

[obvsi-bi]

BDAY BABY!!!!!

I'm so tired-

[nostalgic-doodles]

Every Night at Bedtime

“When they’ve finished reading, Husk gives Angel a kiss and says, ‘You know, you really wear me out. But I love you anyway.’ And Angel gives him a kiss back and says, ‘I love you anyway too.’”

- Original quote from Olivia (Ian Falconer); edited by Nostalgic Woodwind

Credits

🐷 Original screenshot:

🐷 Peppa Pig Pajamas

🐷 Peppa Pig Socks

🐷 Book Dialogue (original by Ian Falconer; edited by Nostalgic Woodwind)

🐷 Fifth (bottom) book in Angel’s hands

[nostalgic-woodwind]

Incorrect Quotes (Hazbin Hotel Agere Edition)

Original Source: Orr Family (Supernanny)

Husk: “You gotta eat your nuggets, pal.”

Angel: “All of them?”

Husk: “Yeah, and what’s wrong with the fries?”

Angel: “Um… I don’t like the brown part. It tastes burnt and I don’t like burnt things.”

Husk: “Those are not burnt. It’s actually like the skin of the potato.”

Angel: “Well, I don’t like potatoes. I bite the middle, because the middle has fry, and not-”

Husk: “The fry is a potato.”

Angel: *looks at Husk in befuddlement and confusion*

[their-little-writer]

Fluff/Comfort Request: CG! Husk cares for Newborn Regressor! Angel Dust /nf

Cg!Husk x Newborn!regressor angel headcannons

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authors note: omggg I love this and thank u so much for the request! This was my first request lol but I hope u enjoy!

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- Omgggg he is such a good caregiver (in my opinion-)  

- Since angel regresses to such a young age he has a set bedtime at 8:30 for him 

- If angel is a little more fussy that day, he will make him a bottle and feed him so he can get a nap 

- Husk also puts angel in dips just to prevent any accidents 

- If he is busy for some unknown reason, he will have Alastor or Charlie baby sit you  

- He will set up play dates with you and the other little ones there (I feel like sir pentious is a regressor as well as Charlie)  

- He loves sitting on the couch and holding him while there is a movie or some cartoons on 

- He always makes sure angel has something (semi) healthy for dinner. It usually involves chicken nuggets, fruit, and another side dish such as mac and cheese  

- Angel is the only one he doesn't mind playing with his fur, one time Charlie got angel some butterfly clips and let's just say they mostly ended up on husk-  

- Husk carries a regression bag for angel. It has dips, an extra pair of clothes, some bottles, his Paci, a stuffie, and a teether.  

- He knows how to play guitar (My headcannon-) and he will sing to you while he plays it 

- Its not really safe to play outside but he will go on small walks with him just to get some  fresh air  

- He will and had put angel in time out or early bedtime if he is doing stuff like throwing things or eating snacks without asking 

- Sweet baby angel needs a night light to sleep so husk makes sure to always plug it in before bed  

- Angel carries a stuffie with him at all times, husk absolutely adores seeing him do it. He will talk to the stuffie and treat it as if it were a person to. “Oh that very interesting mister bear”

he calls angel kiddo/kid, sweetheart, and little one

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[coyote-kiddo]

regressor! angel dust 🩷🩵 i love him sm he's my biggest comfort character right noww

headcanons:

prefers looser clothes, because they're more comfortable and he usually wouldn't be able to wear them with work & all- it's freeing to him

likes to wear padding when regressed, regardless of his little age

loves pigs, constantly playing with/cuddling/carrying fat nuggets

favorite regressed show is gravity falls, his favorite character is mable :3

(he also likes steven universe, we bare bears & bluey!)

collects pacis. this little guy has a whole basket of em in his room, most of them being decos

husk is usually his cg, but will occasionally let charlie or vaggie babysit

husk likes to call him petnames in italian ("bambino", "gattino", "birichino", etc.), along with "kid"/"kiddo" and "small fry"

very talkative when regressed, and his voice doesn't change much either, so it's a pretty well-spoken ramble a lot of the time

will only eat a select few comfort foods and has to be coaxed into trying new ones

likes to play pretend, his favorites are house and tea party :3

[doe-eyed-dreamr]

Regressor Angel Dust Imagines ~°☆.♡

• Starts regressing involuntarily due to everything he's been through

• Regression helps him sleep

• He loves playing dress-up with Charlie (who is the most supportive a person could be)

• Husk takes care of him and is so proud he found a healthy way to relax

• Fat Nuggets loves regressed Angel because he's extra snuggly (and always gentle no matter how young he feels)

• Wants to be picked up and carried a lot

• Likes to sit on the floor to feel small as he's naturally so tall

• He has everyone at the hotel wrapped around his little finger

• Will ask to groom Husk's feathers because they're so soft

• His regression isn't always happy. And that's okay <3

[collecting-rocks]

Angel Dust Paci edits!!

♡ please like/reblog if use ♡

[angieagere]

💕Angel Dust AgeRe Head Canons💕

Part one

Angel regresses from ages one to five

Little Angel is a sweet heart, but really struggles with emotional regulation

He loves pastel pink, glitter and sparkles

Angel adores Husk and Charlie when he's small and will follow them around the hotel

Some of his favorite activities are tea parties, dress up and going to the aquarium

He loves doing Husk, Charlie and Cherri's makeup and nails

He calls Husk 'kitty', 'baba' and 'dada'

Angel likes big comfy clothes

He loves dolls because he can brush their hair and dress them up

Charlie's nick names are 'Cha' and 'ChaCha'

His favorite snack is strawberries

He will put anything in his mouth and needs access to pacifiers, teethers and chewlery at all times

He loves just being in someone's lap and rocking back and forth

Angel often loses the ability to speak and has a communication board

Angel has a sticker chard for good behavior

[writing-abt-headspaces]

Mishap At The Moth’s Studio

A/N: Okay, so. I hate Val, but love his character outside of the Angel stuff. So, I’ll give you guys a warning first.

⚠️WARNING⚠️: Valentino will not always be portrayed the same, in every agere fic he’s written in. Depending on how I want to portray him in a fic, he will either be Good or Bad, Better or Worse, or in between.

And here, in this fic, he’s in between. —The same goes for the other Vees too, btw. They won’t hurt Angel, but they will act like amateur babysitters. There’s also swearing.

Forgive me, for I’m not used to writing for agere. I’m just starting, so I might be a bit sloppy.

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Angel sat in his chair as the minutes ticked closer to shooting the next scene.

However, he was feeling uncharacteristically anxious.

Why?

Well, he had only recorded three scenes, and his mind already started feeling fuzzy from exhaustion, plunging him into a state of fear and vulnerability. He couldn’t let anyone outisde of the hotel —let alone, anyone at Val’s studio and Val himself!— see him regressing!

However, being surrounded by unfamiliar faces and the hustle and bustle of the studio, Angel's senses were overwhelmed, and he couldn't contain his distress. He couldn’t stay big.

He eventually started slipping.

Tears streamed down his face as he cried out, drawing attention from the crew members and actors preparing for the next shoot. Their confused and concerned stares only added to Angel's anxiety.

The looks from multiple eyes, scared and prompted Angel to seek refuge under the nearby bed he had just finished recording on.

Valentino, normally quick to anger, was taken aback by Angel's behavior and quirked an eyebrow at the spider’s sudden action.

He’s seen Angel scared before, sure. But, for him to suddenly start bawling like a child, then hiding under the bed? That’s not something you see everyday.

Valentino walked towards the bed, and crouched down to meet eye to eye with the cowering spider. “Angel, what the fuck are you doing under there?" The moth questioned, slight irritation evident in his tone.

Angel whimpered and covered his ears, his speech reduced to childish babbling. "No no! Bad words are bad!" he protested, his voice trembling with fear.

Valentino, completely baffled by Angel's sudden change behavior, could only blink in disbelief.

“What the hell...?" he muttered under his breath, but Angel heard him loud and clear. In response, he burrowed even deeper under the bed, seeking refuge from Valentino's confusion.

Growing increasingly irritated, Valentino sternly commanded Angel to come out from his hiding spot, his words laced with curses. “Alright, Angel! Enough with this game! Cut the horseshit and get the fuck out of there! Don’t make me tell you again, you little mocoso!”

But instead of complying, Angel shrank further into the shadows, his fear of Valentino consuming him entirely.

Valentino stood up with gritted teeth, as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. He held it up to his face, glaring at Angel's trembling form still hidden beneath the bed.

Vox answered the video call. On the other side of the screen, the TV demon rolled his eyes dramatically. "What did Angel do to piss you off this time, Val?" he quipped, his attention focused on something off-screen.

Valentino scowled at Vox's nonchalant attitude. "How'd you know this was about Angel?"

Vox finally glanced at Valentino through the video call. "You're always bitching about Angel. So spill, what's the latest drama between you two?"

Valentino angled the phone's camera towards the bed, revealing Angel's tear-streaked face as he cowered beneath the bedcovers, all four of his arms shielding his eyes from the world.

“Angel's acting like a damn toddler. Won't come out from under the bed, crying and whining like a little brat." The moth explained.

Vox's expression shifted from amusement to curiosity as he watched Angel's distressed state, raising a brow.

Valentino asks, “Any ideas on what type of high the bitch is on?”

“Potty mouth!” Angel points at Valentino.

“SO ARE YOU!”

Ignoring the banter, Vox turns away, “Hang on. I think I’ve seen this before. Give me a sec…” Quietly, he began typing on his keyboard, searching for information on the ‘symptoms’ he was witnessing.

After a moment of silence, Vox looked back at Valentino, his demeanor more serious now. "Val, I think Angel might be experiencing something called ‘age regression’…”

He explained, his voice softer than before. "It's a coping mechanism where someone reverts to a childlike state in times of stress or trauma."

Valentino's frustration subsided as he process the information given. "So, what do I do?

Vox rubbed the space on his screen between his eyes. “I don’t normally care about this stuff… But, if anyone knew a regressor was hired as one of your ‘stars’…. Well, let’s just say you wouldn’t like what caregivers would do to you.”

He leaned closer to the camera, his gaze serious. "You need to approach him gently and calmly, like you would with a scared child. Try to reassure him that he's safe and that you're here to help," he advised, his tone firm.

Valentino's brows furrowed at the given instructions, "I'm a pimp, Vox. Not a babysitter!" He yelled into the phone.

Vox raised an eyebrow, unimpressed by Valentino's outburst. "Well, your favorite boy toy isn't gonna perform properly until he's done regressing. And we can’t take him out of the V Tower, in that state. Witnesses are everywhere. ‘Cause unless you know the passcode to his phone, and call up anyone from the hotel, the only option is to take care of him, until he’s big enough to walk home by himself.

He looked at the moth dead in the eye, his tone unyielding. "Suck it up and deal with it."

"Ugh! Fine! Whatever!" Valentino grumbled, his frustration evident as he muttered curses in Spanish under his breath. "But how the hell do you propose I get him out from under the damn bed?"

Vox leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Try offering him something comforting, like a plush toy or a blanket," he suggested. "And speak to him gently, like you actually give a damn. It might just do the trick."

“I’ll consider the sweet talking, but I don’t have any of those type of toys! What industry do you think I’m in charge of!?” Valentino snapped at the flat faced demon.

“Well then…! I don’t know!? Use your wings!” Vox yelled back.

Valentino blinked, taken aback by Vox's unconventional suggestion. "My wings?" he repeated.

Vox nodded, "Yeah, they're pretty fancy looking for a kid’s liking. Turn your back to Angel, spread your wings out, and flutter them up and down to attract his attention. Get him to chase you like a butterfly," he explained, biting back a laugh at his own suggestion.

"I'm a moth," He pointed out, feeling the need to clarify.

"Same difference! Just fucking do it," Vox insisted. “And get on all fours. You’re ten feet tall, you’re height’s probably scaring him.”

Valentino sighed, realizing he had little choice but to trust Vox's advice. So, he set the phone on a nearby desk, so Vox can still see them.

With a resigned shrug, Valentino positioned himself with his back to Angel, getting down on all fours to be at his level once more, and spread his wings out wide. With a tentative flutter, he began to move them up and down, hoping to catch Angel's attention and coax him out from his hiding spot beneath the bed.

Vox struggled to contain his laughter as he watched Valentino reluctantly follow his instructions. "Pfft…! O-Okay, keep doing that with your wings.” A snort slipped out of him.

“Now, crawl away from him. Get him to crawl after you," he instructed, barely able to stifle his amusement.

Valentino shot Vox a glare, his patience wearing thin. "Fuck you," he muttered under his breath, careful not to startle Angel again. Because, he was apparently sensitive to profanity in this state. Oh the irony.

But Vox couldn't help himself. "It's working, isn't it?" he teased, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Now, try to coax him in a baby voice. Lure him out by cooing at him."

“Oh, for fuck’s sake…” Valentino let out an exasperated groan and facepalmed, feeling utterly ridiculous. “Fuck my life….”

Ignoring Vox's laughter, he continued to flap his wings and lure Angel out from under the bed. "Here, Angel... Come here, Angelcakes. Pspspss…” He cooed, his voice strained with humiliation.

"BWAHAHAHAHA—"

"Shut the hell up, Voxxy!" Valentino snapped, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I swear to hell, I’m going to hang up!”

Meanwhile, the rest of the set crew struggled to contain their own laughter, the scene unfolding before them more amusing than any script they had ever read. But, they all knew they needed to keep to themselves, unless they wanted to feel thwarted wrath of their later.

Thankfully, the stupid strategy Vox came up with, seemed to worked. Angel, started crawling out of his hiding spot. His eyes shimmered with awe as he stared at the fluttering wings.

“Oooh!” Angel gasped with fascination. “Butte’fwy!”

A tick mark formed on the Val’s head. “I’M NOT A—“ He groaned, and decided to just accept it. “Yes… Butterfly! Follow the pretty butter—OOF!”

The moth fell right on his face, his glasses slightly cracked, when Angel had suddenly leaped and tackled him to the ground.

Angel fiddled with the moth’s wings and fluff. “Mr. Butte’fwy is ‘o pwetty!”

Valentino sighed, as he slowly pushed himself up from the ground, taking off his glasses and setting them on the same desk as his phone where a hysterical Vox was.

“Ohohoho This is tohoho good! I can’t wait to send this to Velvette!” Vox cackled, wiping a tear from his eye.

The moth glared at him, “You were recording us!?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Bwahahaha—WHOA!” Vox fell off his chair in a loud crash.

After 3 seconds of spewing out some colorful words, he picked himself back up.

Valentino rubbed his temples, as he tried to maintain his balance, while a hyper Angel Dust was crawling up his back and harshly pulling at his wings. “Look… could you come over here…? I don’t if you’ve heard Voxxy, but ‘child friendly’ isn’t really the rating I specialize in.”

“You think I’D know how to handle a child, let alone someone in their little headspace?” Vox asked, dramatically placing a hand to his chest. “Vel may call me in all the time, to calm your temper tantrums, but that doesn’t mean I know how to change a diaper.”

Then the realization dawned on Valentino. “H-He… doesn’t actually need a diaper… right?”

Vox gave him a smug, shit eating grin. “That depends on what age range he’s regressed into.”

Then he turned his eyes to Angel, “Hey, Angie!” The TV demon, called to the spider, using his friendly showman voice. “How old are you, huh sport?”

Angel paused in his self-entertainment, and looked at Vox with doe eyes. He then looked at the ceiling, and bit his finger while thinking.

Then, he held up three fingers and enthusiastically answered, “This much!”

Vox looked back at a petrified moth, and smirked. “Good luck. Better pray to hell, he doesn’t need to go.”

Valentino, snatched his phone from the desk. “Vo—“

The call ended.

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I decided to stop here, for now.

The next part will have Velvette, and Vox will show up in person.

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Happy birthday to Angel Dust 💞

(No April fools things on this page. Nuh-uh. Just birthday vibes for Angel <3)

[nostalgic-doodles]

Just a quiet afternoon

Itty Bitty Sinners belongs to @nottapossum

Idea by @nottapossum and an Itty Bitty Sinners W.I.P.

Background: Hazbin Hotel Yule Log

Shirt and Overall dress

Text on the blue book reads “If You Give a Pig a Pancake”

Text on the lower left corner of the baby blanket reads “Little Spiderling”

[nostalgic-woodwind]

TW: Mention of drugs, alcohol, and sex

Little!Angel would love the Not Quite Narwhal books and TV show.

Weather Together is Husk and Angel's book; it doesn't matter if the spider is big or regressed. Why do I say this? It's a book version of Loser Baby.

Angel represents Nimbus the Pegasus. They both have days where it's cloudy (for Angel, it's more severe, iykyk). Angel bottles up his feelings through drugs, alcohol, and sex and struggles with talking about his actual feelings. Husk goes through something similar to this, minus the drugs and sex, but he's more like Kelp the Unicorn. They're both good listeners and will be there for their friends.

Kelp, Nimbus, Angel, and Husk can get through anything together.

Taglist: @nottapossum @yourneurodivergentlady @todayimfour @theogclownboy @shhtickerbook @their-little-writer @nostalgiclittlespace @sodaslittleplace

[their-little-writer]

could you do a oneshot of CG!Husk and NewbornRegresssor Angel🙏

yea ofc! I hope you enjoy! ^^

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“Need help, babydoll?” Cg!husk x Baby!regressor angel

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Things around the hotel were finally back to semi-normal after the extermination. The hotel got fixed and redone, Charlie and everyone was in there normal mood and it was semi-busy but nothing really overbearing.

Actually it was so free that husk didn’t have to work that day! Charlie decided that everyone should get a break at least once a week. So with all that being said all husk wanted to do today was be with his baby, angel.

Once husk got up from his bed he went to angels room to see if he was awake but when he opened the door he wasn’t there. Husk looked at the time on his watch. 10am, hm that’s weird. Usually angel would still be in bed by now but he wasn’t- with that husk started to look around the hotel until he saw a sigh that made me in awe. His sweet boy was sitting on the couch in front of the tv with fat nuggets while in his jammys and eating a bowl of lucky charms.

Husk smiled as he went over as to angel and went to sit beside him on the couch. “Morning papa” angel said as he felt husk wrap on of his arms around angel “hey there kiddo, how u doin?” “M goods and you?” “I’m alright “ husk said as he looked at the show you were watching. The episode ended and an episode of bluey called “Promises” showed up and the two watched it together, making sure to stay cuddled up.

While watching the episode husk felt very comforted by it, showing the end where the dad said he would always love his kids made him feel happy knowing he felt the same with his little one. When the episode ended officially husk got up slowly “Hey kiddo, can you do me a favor and go get ready?” He asked. “Why papa?” He asked as he looked up at him. “Cause we’re gonna go out” he said. Angel smiled as he got up and went to his room trying to find out what to wear.

15 minutes had passed an angel still not there. Husk got up from his seat and went to go to Angel, looking at him through the door seeing a struggling look on his face. “Need help babydoll?” Husk asked as angel nodded. {outfit in the pic is what he pics} as he grabbed the outfit and a pair of pastel pink thigh high socks and helped him get it on as well as his shoes. Angel smiled as he looked at the outfit loving it, “ready to go?” Husk asked as angel nodded and they went to the park.

When the arrived at the park it was nice and warm, and the park wasn’t to busy. The day was going great as Angel has played around at the park. Has pushed Angel on the swings, helped him on the monkey bars, and went down the side with him. However, soon things would get chaotic as poor angel got stuck on jungle play set and when he tried to get down, he slipped and fell and hurt his knee really bad. Poor angel was so scared, he started crying which immediately caught husks attention and ran over to him “hey hey… sweetheart what happened?” He asked in a soothing voice but angel couldn’t help but babble as he slowly slipped into his baby headspace. “ hey hey hey… calm down kiddo.. take a deep breath..” he said as he gently picked angel up and gently carried him over to the bench. Once he got angel to calm down a little he put angel on the bench “here buddy… let’s take a look..” he said softly as he looked at his knee, it was a pretty bad scrape but husk being the good cg he is pulled out his wallet which held some bandaids in the money part. He grabbed them and carefully put them on angels knee “there we go baby… all better…”he said but poor angel only sniffled “poor buddy… do you wanna go home sweetheart..?” He asked as he felt he already knew the answer. Angel nodded softly as he gently carried angel back to the hotel.

when they got to the hotel husk carried angel to his nursery and looked at him “do you wanna wear a onesie ?” He asked softly. angel gave a small nod and husk gently sat angel on the changing table and went over and got him his favorite onesie which is one that Charlie made for him. Husk put it on him as well as a diaper and looked at him “there u go baby… my sweet love…” he said softly. He picked angel up and carried him to the kitchen as he started to make angel a bottle. As he did angel started to get a little fussy, “hey hey there is no need for that… it’s almost done…” husk said softly as he finished the bottle and checked it to make sure it wasn’t to hot. He carried angel to his room and sat into the rocking chair as he covered angel with a blanket and feed him. As angel drank his eyes started to grow heavy as he soon fell asleep. Husk gently removed the bottle and stuck a Paci in his mouth as he went and gently put angel in his crib. Husk soon left after making sure everything was ok, waiting in the living room for when his baby boy would soon wake again.

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end notes; hey I am so sorry this took so long, I have recently posted an explanation on why it did but I appreciate the time. I hope you like it

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[coyote-kiddo]

angel dust paci edits 🩷

[nottamoxxie]

Little Spider 🩷 Little!Angel Caregiver!Vaggie and Charlie

Summary:

Request by: weareoneliterally

Regressor: Angel

Caregiver: Vaggie, Charlie

Basically, Angel comes back from work and Vaggie gets upset with him. He's already had a hard evening, so he slips and tries to hide it. Eventually, he's too small and Vaggie notices, and gets Charlie to help :)

🩷💜❤️🩷💜💖🩷💜💖🩷💜💖

Angel walked back to the hotel, already feeling weak and like he was going to collapse after such a long day. This week really took it out of him, he was so glad it was finally over.

Weekends were the hardest, Angel never could’ve imagined in his life that he’d look forward to Monday.

He opened the door to the hotel- as it was snowing something fierce, he really had to force the door to shut once he got it opened. “It’s hell for gods sake! Why is it so cold?!” He asks, annoyed.

Vaggie stool in front of him, probably ready to lecture him about something.

Angel pants weakly. “Listen, I’m not really in the mood tonight.”

“Angel, you’ve missed every meeting, every therapy session, and you’ve been late, missing curfew every night this week!” Vaggie yells. “You’re not even trying to go clean- why the fuck are you even here?” She asks.

Angel backs away as Vaggie yelled at him, trying desperately not to cry or slip- he doesn’t want to deal with this right now!

“Leave me alone, I’m going to my room.” Angel pushes past her, refusing eye contact.

Vaggie moves in front of him. “No, you’re going to sit and listen to me for once!” She says, walking towards him until he falls back on the couch.

“Do you have any idea how hard Charlie works? How hard I work? We put so much effort in trying to help you- and you don’t even appreciate it!”

Angel looked at the ground, his breathing intently increases as tears build up in his eyes.

“Are you ever going to take this seriously?” Vaggie asks.

Her face drops as the second tear falls down his face. “Angel?” She asks.

Angel shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I don’t… I c-can’t!” More tears fall as Angel doesn’t know what to say, he can’t think about anything right now, he just wants to go to bed and be done with today! Today was all bad.

Shit- Vaggie called for Charlie to help

Angel was full on sobbing, and neither girl really knew what to do. They’ve never seen him cry before.

Charlie wasn’t mad at her girlfriend, she knew Vaggie was only trying to help. But she needs to learn to be more patient with people.

“Hey, Angel…” Charlie approached him awkwardly. “You okay?” Charlie asks.

“Let me go-“ Angel cries. “Just leave me alone!”

Charlie was a little confused by that, no one was even touching him. “Angel, No one is going to hurt you. We want to help. Can you take some deep breath’s for me?” She asks.

Angel tries, but his breathing is coming out big and shaky.

“Good, just keep breathing, focus only on your breathing. You’re doing great, you’re safe here, Angel.”

Angel was slowly calming down, eventually he wasn’t crying anymore. He held his arms around his legs and hid his face as best as possible.

“Angel?” Charlie asks. “Can you hear me?”

Angel nods.

“Angel, what’s been going on with you? You’ve been working so late and we’ve hardly seen you.” Charlie asks.

“Hads’ lotta work.” Angel says.

“This isn’t healthy, Angel. You need to try and take better care of yourself.” Charlie says.

“I do try.” Angel says. “I try all the times…but it’s too hawd.”

“Let’s get you to your room, then we can talk some more.” Charlie says, holding out her hand.

Angel takes it and follows her.

Vaggie didn’t follow them, Charlie went upstairs and Vaggie left for the kitchen.

Charlie lead angel to his room and he sat down on the bed.

“Sleepy.” Angel says.

“I know, Angie. But Vaggie is getting you something to eat. We want to make sure you’re okay first.” Charlie explains.

“M’fine.” Angel grumbles.

“Angel, please. I know you’re tired, but will you please eat something for me?” She asks.

Angel nods. “Kay.”

“Thank you.” She says. “I’ll be right back.” Charlie walks back downstairs to help Vaggie.

Angel, after about two minutes, completely forgot he was waiting for someone. He was fully regressed now. Out of sight, out of mind.

Angel grabbed a small box he kept under his bed, and pulled out his pacifier and baby blanket, he wanted to sleep!

He snuggled the blanket close to him and got comfortable, very quickly he fell asleep.

Charlie and Vaggie walked back into the room, shocked to see Angel with a pacifier in his mouth. “Angel?” Charlie asks. She gets closer and shakes him awake. “Angel?”

Angel’s eyes snapped open as he jumped, he looked fine when he saw it was just Charlie, but then he saw the pacifier and threw the blanket over his head.

“Angel, it’s okay. You don’t need to feel embarrassed.” Charlie says.

“Go ‘way.” Angel demands.

“Angel, it’s okay if you’re regressed.”Charlie says.

Angel removes the blanket and looks up at the princess. “You know?”

“About regression?” She asks.

He nods.

“Of course I do. I’ve been studying a lot of different coping methods and therapy options. This is completely normal and you should feel proud of yourself.” Charlie says.

“Proud?” Angel asks.

Charlie nods. “Yup, you found this coping skill all on your own. I’m very proud of you.”

Angel smiles. “So, it’s okay?”

“It’s more than okay.” Charlie says, she takes the bowl of macaroni and cheese for Angel. “Can you eat this yourself or do you want my help?” Charlie asks kindly.

Angel blushed and looked down.

“Help please?” Angel asks.

Charlie smiles kindly. “Of course.” She spoon feeds the macaroni and cheese to Angel, slowly and gently, making sure not to spill any as Vaggie just sat down and watched in confusion.

Charlie then helped Angel by wiping his face clean and she rinsed off the pacifier that had fallen on the floor. She handed it back to him and he put it in his mouth. Angel smiles at Charlie, it felt so good to be able to regress freely without worrying about being judged.

“Would you like a bedtime story, Angel?” Charlie asks.

Angel’s eyes widened with childish excitement as he reached out to grab a book and hand it to her.

Charlie smiles, she gestures for Vaggie to come closer. She does, reluctantly so.

Charlie picks up a childrens book and hands it to Vaggie.

Vaggie looks at Charlie confused.

“Read it, it will help him relax.” Charlie says.

“Uh, okay.” Vaggie says, figuring it’s best to just play along. “Most motor cars are conglomerations of steel and wire and rubber and plastic, and electricity and oil and petrol and water, and the toffee papers you pushed down the crack in the back seat last Sunday.“

Angel’s eyes fluttered as Fat nuggets ran into the room. He reached for him, Charlie picked him up and handed the small piglet to Angel, patting the regressor’s head.

Vaggie only read the first chapter in the book before Angel fell deep asleep. Charlie tucked him in and took the bowl to be cleaned. “Goodnight, Angel.” She whispered.

Vaggie was still a little confused, but she had to admit she liked this cuter and quieter version of angel. It was enduring.

Charlie grabs her girlfriends hand and leads her back to the main room.

“Hey, is he okay?” Vaggie asks.

“Yeah, I think so.” Charlie says.

“What was that? Why was he acting like a little kid?” Vaggie asks.

“Age regression. I’ll tell you all about it, but let’s talk somewhere that no one else can hear us.” She takes Vaggie’s hand and leads her to the bedroom to explain everything.

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Agere board-day 3

Day 3-an antro character!

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