#cg! joel

[fandom-kiddo]

A/N: ok I pinky swear I will write all your requests but I wrote this in a senioritis daze to make myself feel better. I hope y’all enjoy it!

CW: swearing, Tess and Joel have an irreconcilable fight, panic attacks, hurt/comfort, mentions of known character deaths, grumpy but soft spot for you, female reader, AFAB geared pet names, reader is a crybaby but we love them!(self indulgent if u squint)

Cg! Joel Miller X Little! Fem Reader

Joel didn’t know about your regression until coming up from a run earlier than expected and finding you on his floor in the living room, babbling happily as you played with old hot wheels. He looked in disbelief at your sock footed figure wearing an old t shirt of his and tiny shorts. You look notice of him after a minute, looking up and eyes growing wide. You began to cry and stumble over apologies with a lisp, backing away until you found yourself almost in the corner of the apartment near the radio.

Joel’s eyes softened as he approached you softly and carefully. “Hey little lady, let’s come out of that dirty corner hm? Come here, it’s alright.” His gruff voice said comfortingly. You looked up in wonder, crawling towards him gently and slowly. He crouched down, opening his arms to you. You went a little faster, letting Joel pick you up into his burly arms. Joel thanked whatever god there was that he knew what the hell this was from taking that psych class in college before outbreak day. He held you on his hip, running a hand through your hair gently.

“Hey little one, how old are you right now?” He asked gently. You looked away shyly and held up three fingers. He smiled and placed a soft peck on each finger, eliciting a giggle from you.

“You’re a tiny little bub, okay you wanna take a nap together or do you want me to make something for you?” He asked, smiling. A tiny part of you adult brain thought back on the fact that this is the only time, pretty much ever that you had seen Joel not scowling while awake.

“Uhhh daddy make foods?” You asked, looking up at him. His heart melted at the name and he grinned.

“Sure thing kiddo, I can make you something to eat, How’s grilled cheese sound?” He asked. You nodded happily, resting your head on the crook of his neck, inhaling the distinctly Joel scent of pine, soap, and earth. He sung a song that was stuck in his head softly. You recognized it pretty quickly, humming happily with him to the tune. So there you both were, your head resting on his shoulder as you hummed along with Joel singing Little Girl in Bloom by Thin Lizzy.

You sucked you thumb softly before Joel scolded you slightly. “No honey that’s yucky, you got a pacifier, darlin?” He asked sweetly. You shook you head, little tears rubbing down your cheeks softly as your eyes screwed shut and you tried not breathing to not sob.

Joel quickly set you on the counter, taking off your grilled cheese so it didn’t burn before coming up to you and stroking away the tears with his large, calloused thumbs. He briefly thought your resembled a cherub when you were this small. “Sugar you gotta breathe, come on darlin, breathe for daddy, it’s alright, I can grab you one or a teether honey bee, but you gotta breathe” he said, trying to breathe audibly to have you copy his breathing. You let out a sob as you began breathing, looking up at him as you kept sobbing.

“Good job honey bee, good girl, cmon honey now you gotta calm it down, breathe with daddy” he took a deep breath in, and a deep breath out “cmon babygirl, follow daddy” he encouraged, rubbing your arms firmly and comforting as he began grounding you, your breathing eventually beginning to bring you back down, copying Joel. Joel let out a sigh of relief.

“Good girl, so so well for daddy. You can’t just quit breathing on me honey, it’s okay to cry, it’s not okay to stop breathing, alright? You scare me more with no breathing before ever scaring me with some crying, okay darlin?” You nodded softly, crying slightly and frowning, rubbing your eye roughly.

“Hey, hey it’s okay honey, you just did what you thought was right, no need crying over spilt milk, darlin, we’re both learning, okay?” Joel told you lovingly, kissing your temple.

“Sorry daddy, m didn’t mean to scare you.. I jus gotta be tough or I get hurt” you said softly, lip wobbling.

If Joel’s heart wasn’t feeling cracked already, you broke it.

“Why you say that honey? Who told my little girl that?” He asked, carding a hand through your hair. You shook your head, biting your lip hard.

“Darlin, who said it” he asked, trying to keep levelheaded.

“She’s gonna get in trouble if I tell daddy, m don’t wanna be bad or mean” you said, whimpering.

“It’s okay, you gotta tell daddy these things honey, who’s she?” He asked softly, despite the rage he felt coiling like an angry diamondback in his gut.

“was um.. was ‘ess” you said shyly, curling up on yourself. Joel was speechless. His best friend? He could see you retreating into yourself as you curled in on yourself.

“Okay, thank you for telling me, sugar, let’s get some food in your tummy hmm?” He asked. You nodded softly, Joel restarted the stove and finished cooking your grilled cheese before putting it on a plate and cutting it into four for you. He kissed your temple and helped you into a chair at the bar in his kitchen, letting you eat.

“Daddy eat?”you asked, worried. He shook his head.

“No, daddy hasn’t eaten yet.” He said lovingly, smiling softly.

“Daddy eat wif me?” You ask, feeling smaller. He smiled, wondering to himself how he got so lucky to have such a caring little.

“Alright darlin, let daddy whip myself up one real quick sugar” he peppered your cheeks in kisses and made you giggle. He swears it sounds like a porcelain dinner bell. He smiles fondly, making his quickly before plating it and joining you at the kitchen bar. His was just cut into two. He ate it next to you, you leaning your head into your caregiver as you ate.

“Daddy mad?” You asked softly, eating your square of grilled cheese.

“Not at you darlin, never at you” he said in between bites. He leaned into you slightly.

“Daddy mad at ‘ess?” You asked shyly. He nodded slightly.

“Why did she tell you that, sugar? You know?” He asked gently.

“M was crying cos I was worried n missed you when you went on the run before last n it took longer than it should n she got mad at me for crying n said “stop crying. In this world you gotta be tough. You’re not tough, you’re gonna get hurt or get yourself killed.” N I kept crying cos I was worried n she scared me more n she slapped me..” you said sadly, tiny tears rolling down your cheek. Joel had a new found anger that coiled in his chest like a pissed off rattler at this information.

“Darlin, the only time you can’t cry is infront of the infected. Only gotta be tough until the infected aren’t gonna try and hurt you honey bee. In the QZ or away from infected it’s okay, if daddy says you gotta be tough that’s the only time it’s not okay, okay?” He asked, wiping away tears.

“Mkay daddy” you said finishing your grilled cheese together.

———-

“What the hell is wrong with you Tess?” Joel asked angrily after going to Tess’ apartment.

“What the fuck are you on about now, Joel?” She asked, frustrated.

“Why the fuck did she think that crying is a death sentence? She tried not breathing so she wouldn’t cry until she was getting blue in the face and I had to pull her out of a fucking panic attack Tess!”he said angrily. Tess looked at him and scoffed.

“It’s not my fault the idiot quit fuckin breathing, Joel. I told her to stop crying the run before last because me and you both know that stupid shit gets you killed with the infected.”Tess said coldly.

“She’s not an idiot, let’s get that straight. She might be a crybaby, Tess, but she’s my crybaby. It might get her hurt outside of the QZ around a fucking clicker, but not in here. She thought it wasn’t okay to cry at all. That’s who she is, she’s innocent and sensitive and that’s what I love about her. She doesn’t need you filling her head with this poison telling her not to be herself unless she wants to die. Fuck you, Tess.” Joel seethed.

“Now you love her? Cut me a fucking break Joel. She’s a crybaby and pretty much useless. She can’t handle this fucking world and thinks crying is the fuckin’ solution.” Tess sneered, scoffing slightly.

“Yeah I do love her Tess, and you ain’t got even an iota of right to tell her that kinda shit!”Joel yelled at her.

“What, you think you can save her? Like you were some fucking Clint Eastwood? Like your so good at saving people? Like you saved Sarah-“ Tess jeered.

“Don’t you dare fucking bring her into this! How fucking dare you even begin trying to bring her into this? I confide in you about shit and that’s what you do? What about your husband? Or your kid? I’m the fuck up? I thought we were fuckin’ friends Tess. And another thing, you lay a fucking hand on her again, and I’ll saw it off myself. Your not my fuckin’ friend. You’re fuckin’ dead to me.” Joel seethed like an angry rattlesnake, turning and storming out out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

Joel stormed down the stairs, wiping his eyes. He couldn’t believe someone who he called his best friend would stoop as low as to attack his biggest inner demon. He felt bad about it, but she struck that nerve first. He shook his head and instead thought about you, willing himself to find his way back to you as he went through the tattered streets of the QZ.

————-

Joel walked back home, buying a pacifier and a few other little things with his ration cards. He walked up the stairs to find you in his apartment, this time wrapped up in one of his flannels, curled up in bed.

“Did my little honey bee get sleepy? Aw hon, how about you and daddy take a nap together hm?” He asked. You nodded sleepily and reached for Joel. He cooed and toed off his boots and changed into sleep shorts and a worn shirt. He picked you up and got into his bed, pulling a thick blanket over both of you. You remained latched onto him, nose nuzzled into his neck.

“Missed daddy, didn’t wanna cry” you said softly. He smiled softly.

“I was only gone an hour babygirl” he chuckled softly, swiping hair away from your forehead and kissing her forehead.

“M know bu still missed you” you said, nosing at the hollow of his collar bone, wrapping your arms tighter around his middle. He rubbed your back affectionately, holding you tighter.

“If it makes you feel better, sugar, I missed my girl too” he smiled softly. You giggled softly, a part of you fluttering at the pet names. My girl, baby girl, darlin, sugar, little lady, my little honey bee, mine. You almost cried at the pure care and love Joel gave you. You hadn’t even noticed the tears on your cheeks until Joel felt the tears on his neck.

“Why are you cryin, my little honey bee?” He asked sitting up slightly, looking down worriedly.

“Happy tears, Jus’ care so much for me, I’m jus’ so lucky s’all” you said through your wavering voice and sniffles to accompany it.

“You’re my girl, that’s my job, little lady” he smiled fondly, wiping away your tears. You placed your hand over his, placing a delicate kiss to his palm. He cooed and peppered your eyes in little kisses, making your little sniffles turn to giggles.

“Y’know I got ya some gifts while I was out”he said, dragging his knuckles lightly over the back of your arms.

“Daddy got gifts? F’r me? Why?” You asked curiously, looking up at him.

“Just wanted to, sugar” he said softly, a lopsided smile gracing his lips.

“Can I see em?” You asked, nibbling on your thumb.

“Yeah we can go look at em honey, cmon” he said, picking you up as he got up, carrying you to the living room where a brown satchel laid on the table. He set you down on the couch, you reaching for him. He chuckled softly”m right here, darlin, daddy’s not going anywhere.”he said comfortingly, giving you a swift kiss on your temple. You giggled happily, watching as he grabbed the bag. He pulled out a pacifier, handing it to you. You gasped happily, flapping your hands excitedly.

Joel smiled, pulling out a teether, handing it to you. You squealed in excitement. He chuckled softly, pulling out a bottle and sippy cup with Elmo and big bird on it, respectively. Little tears came to your eyes with the fond memories of your childhood when watching Sesame Street.

“Thank yous s’much, daddy” you sniffled, hugging his toned arm.

“No problem, sugar, hold the tears honey bun, I still got another gift for my sweet girl” he said, kissing your forehead.

“‘Nother one?” You asked curiously, Joel hummed in conformation.

Joel pulled out a handmade stuffed animal one of the other ladies in the QZ made. It was a liitle white lamb with a pink ribbon on the neck. “I saw it and didn’t think you had any stuffed animals, and it reminded me of you so much I had to get it for my little lamb” he said affectionately, giving you the stuffed lamb.

You really we’re crying now, grabbing your stuffed lamb and holding it close. You began getting into his lap, burying your face in his chest as you cried.

“Thank you’s s’much, i love it all” you cried, holding onto him so tight, like you were scared he’d disappear. He hugged you tightly, holding you in his burly arms.

“You’re welcome, darlin, you like em?” He asked, running a hand through your hair.

You nodded”I love em, daddy” you smiled, kissing him on the cheek. He smiled, thumbing away your tears.

“Okay darlin I think we’ve had enough excitement that a nap is in order, you want your pacifier?” He asked.

You smiled, nodding happily as he put the pacifier in your mouth. You clicked the silicone against itself, getting used to it. He smiled at you, rubbing your cheek affectionately. You leaned into the feeling, suckling at your pacifier, feeling yourself get sleepier at the comforting item.

“Okay sugar, let’s get us to that nap, little lady, you got your lamb?”he asked, smiling slightly at your droopy eyed, relaxed face. You nodded sleepily, rubbing your eye before wrapping your arm around his neck, holding your lamb in the other hand. Joel got up, hiking you up on his hip. He kissed your nose, smiling. You gave him a kiss on the lips with your pacifier still in you mouth and giggled. He grinned, carrying you back to the room and reassuming the position you were originally in.

“Wuv daddy”you mumbled softly around your pacifier. He smiled and kissed your head, letting the firm peck linger for a moment.

“I love you too darlin, so much. My babygirl.” He said lovingly and you held your lamb closer. He rubbed your back comfortingly, shaking his leg gently to mimic rocking your you. You snuggled closer, letting out a sigh of comfort. Finally you closed your eyes, sleep soon overtaking you as Joel held you in your arms, rocking you and humming softly. You felt safe for the first time in so long. Joel made you feel safe in this awful world.

You did the same for Joel. Gone were the nightmares of losing his daughter, of holding her as light rapidly lost in her eyes and her quickened sharp breaths soon fell silent. Joel hated hearing Sarah hyperventilating so, but would’ve given anything to hear that rather than the silence of her soul leaving her body. For once he didn’t let sleep consume him just to relive the worst moment of his life. As he laid with you, holding you tightly in his burly arms as he rocked you slightly. He drifted to sleep as you breathing evened out. And for once, He slept soundly, intertwined with you as your hearts and breaths moved in synch.

[ember-owlet]

hii :] no idea if you have open requests or are even active but i saw u write for tlou and got so excited! do u have any agere!ellie and cg!joel hcs :3c?

eee i absolutely love this request!! i will take any and all excuse to write for my favorite media (/lh) unfortunately it was sent in while i had my requests closed but i appreciate your patience in this being answered! i'm not sure if you had a preference for the show or the game but i tried to keep it as ambiguous as possible. i hope you enjoy the headcanons firelight, some of the themes i plan on making into a fic of one day ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

dynamic: cg!joel x regressor!ellie

content warnings: since the hcs take place around this time in the game, heavy theme mentions of trauma flashbacks with david and ellie vent regresses as a result. ((stay safe little firelights, you can always come back to this when you're ready.))

once joel and ellie reached sanctuary in jackson, the pair had finally found time to rest and not live every day in fear for their safety and needs for survival

with all of this time ellie would sometimes find herself staring at the ceiling of her home, paralyzed with fear

she'd felt so helpless and weak; like a rabbit in the jaws of a hungry wolf. she hated when her mind would go back to that time, and the endless possibilities overflowed her brain with the worst. if she hadn't grabbed the knife, what then?

the hot tears flowed as a pained shriek emerged from her throat with everything that she had.

joel would burst through the doors, his adrenaline kicking in to find ellie's room a complete mess, papers scattered and torn aimlessly around the room, drawers and tables with deep serrated marks across the oak surface and a helpless shaking form holding herself together in the middle of all of it

springing into action joel would remove the switchblade with effort from her relentless grasp, approaching her with gentle repetition of her name.

"ellie, ellie. it's me. it's me."

he would wait until she had locked eyes with him to touch her arm with the lightest trace of his fingers, waiting for a response until pulling her into a tight embrace against his form, clenching onto her so she'd never have to slip from his grasp again. "oh, babygirl..." his breaths were unconfident and tattered but yet she felt so secure from the pressure of his embrace.

she would not know how to respond, buried into the warmth of him holding her; her mind was a jumbled mess that devolved into incoherent babbles and stutters, grasping at him in response as a desperate plea to never let her go.

in another overwhelming physical response she would wail into him, responding in battered pounding to his chest as she trembled.

she was mad at everything; how he left her to fend for herself, how scary the world was, and how much she had missed him in all of it. how could she even think that? it wasn't his fault, and he did the best that he could. back and forth she fought with herself which frustrated her further into the headspace. and despite how awful she's been why does he still continue to hold her so tight?

"i got you. i got you. i'm here and i'll never let you go again." his voice cutting through the sniffles and sobs.

after a minute when she would give in to the exhaustion and slump further into the floor joel swiftly lifted her off her feet and sitting atop her bed, his arm positioned across her body as she fell into the crook of his side.

he would hum to fill the silence, rocking her back and forth to their own tune. the feeling of the vibrations against her ear would help to soothe her. he would wait and hold her forever if that is what she needed.

when she mustered the strength to stand upright on her own he would help her to clean the mess, asking her the occasional yes or no questions to fill the silence and watching for the simple shake of her head.

he would make his best attempts to find a pun or a small joke to see if he could crack a smile from his kiddo, but wouldn't take it to heart if all he got in return was a shy grin.

for the rest of the day he'd be sure to dote on her, bringing her around with him on his errands, and doing everything he could to make it comfortable for her fragile state.

and lord help anyone who dares to give his kiddo even the slightest passive aggressive look. especially when he's in protective mode.

all that mattered to joel was ellie's safety and happiness, and he would do anything and everything to be there when she needed him.

[buttercupagere]

joel miller as a cg <3

"hey, sweetheart. i'm makin' some food for you, okay? yeah, we're safe, everything's alright, don't worry. what's that? you drew a picture of us? oh, that's cute. that's-- yeah, yeah. i love you too, kid. now c'mon. clean up your crayons so we can have lunch. it's ravioli today, your favorite. then we can go for a walk or something."

requested by anon!

i only watched tlou once and it was a while ago so i'm sorry if this is ooc, i tried my best !!

[bapyboye]

made another tlou agere moodboard, this time for caregiver joel!! (kinda sorta fall themed!) if you have a request drop it in my asks, im mostly into tlou rn but if i'm familiar with the fandom i'll see what i can do c:

[beachbabey]

joel with an age regressor reader, like especially after the outbreak a good thirty years down the line. he’s experienced a lot of new shit since and nothing really phases him anymore and he knows its just a coping method you use to get through every thing you went through and he’s soft, kind and patient 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

picks up toys and magazines he sees when he’s out on patrols and fixes them up for you!!!!!

SEBBY MY LOVEEEE

Honestly?? Joel sort of envies you for having the ability to revert back to a child’s state of mind, he’s seen the absolute worst of humanity before and during the outbreak and your need to be soft and innocent for a little bit is a balm to him. He doesn’t fully understand it but he’d never let that stop him from helping you feel safe and sheltered. I can’t remember where I saw it but there’s that line that someone used to describe Joel; he was ripped from his fatherhood and you regressing is such a healing experience for him, albeit a little bittersweet at times.

It’s been so long since he’s had a chance to be in the care of someone without a giant looming threat over his head and I think he’s forgotten how to be a dad, and so he doesn’t really know how to play with you as such, he just watches and comments on what you’re doing, gently urging you to tell him about what game you’re playing. But he loves teaching you things, he loves telling you all about wildlife and teaching you how to tell the difference between berries, he teaches you all about animals and birds, and how to mimic their calls.

His favourite thing to bring back to you is all the pretty wildflowers he finds near the side of the roads, growing up old buildings and even peeking through the concrete, your room is covered in dried and pressed flowers that he helped you hang up on the walls and doorways

“Look honey, I got you a new one, this one’s called a fireweed, I’m not sure why it’s called that but isn’t it pretty??” His voice soft and even, knowing how sensitive and easily startled you are in this headspace

“Oh thank you papa!! it’s so pretty I love them! looks like a sunset!” You gasp, dropping your wooden cup and shuffling on your knees to reach up with both hands to hold the flowers as delicately as you could, subconsciously aware of how stiff his knees get, especially after doing a supply run and wanting to meet him in the middle

“Think m’gonna hang it near the window when it dries out papa”

[writerpey]

Hi! I was wondering if I could request caregiver!Joel x reader headcanons from the last of us? Please ignore if your requests are closed and I didn't see it. Anyways have a great day💜💜💜

of course! I’m assuming u mean the show but feel free to think of video game joel as well! he was literally my first fictional father figure so I hope I do him justice 💜

Caregiver!Joel Miller Headcanons

It may be obvious, but Joel is an extremely protective caregiver. Be ready for a lot of warnings and “be careful’s!” from anything about how fast you’re running down the sidewalk to how hot your food is when he sets it in front of you.

There was one time where you tripped and scraped your knee, dissolving into tears on the sidewalk. It was of to no surprise to Joel, but he would never let out nor even think of saying “I told you so” when you were distraught. Instead, he was quick to scoop you up into his arms, low voice rumbling in his chest as he soothed your scrape with gentle words. “I got you, sweetheart. You’re okay.”

Naturally a loving father figure, he’s amazing at making sure that you’re cared for not only physically, but also emotionally. Little you mentioned how much you love boxed max n cheese? He’s keeping every single box he lays his eyes on and making it for you when you’re having a difficult day or are feeling especially small.

Or if you’re too little to do the buttons on your shirt up yourself he’ll be more than happy to help you, tapping you under on the chin when he gets to the top button just to see your smile and hear you giggle.

He loves to take you to do outdoorsy things, even if it’s not your most favourite thing to do in the world. But he finds a way to make it fun for both you and him! If he wants to go fishing, he’s putting a bucket hat on your head and lathering your face in sunscreen before handing you a little basket that you can go collect rocks in!

Queue you tugging on his flannel shirt to show him the prettiest rock you found and Joel reeling in his fishing rod just to straighten your hat and admire your collection.

Joel also loves to have movie nights with you when you’re regressed. He lets you pick the movie and snacks of course, because let’s be honest, he’s a little bit of a pushover. Disney? Pixar? Anything opposite or in between? Joel will manage to find it for you and let you curl up in his lap and lay your head on his chest with a big bowl of popcorn.

He’ll also softly sing along to his favourite songs if you’re watching a musical of any sorts.

This also leads to special lullabies from Joel that no one knows about aside from you. He’ll tuck you in bed with your blankets under your chin, and will sit on the edge of your bed to strum away at his guitar. Some nights just a gentle tune on his guitar will put you to sleep, where other nights it’s the low timbre of his singing voice that soothes you.

When you’re little you even beg him to put on concerts for you and your stuffed animals. “But Daddy- y-you said y’wanted to be a singer!” He groans but always ends up giving in to your pleading. You’re his baby, after all.

Overall, Joel is a spectacular caregiver who always tends to your needs and sees you as his precious little one. <3

[babyanderson]

if you dont mind, can you do cg joel and regressor ellie headcannons?

hi hi!! dis m first time writin somfin dat not x reader so i sory if not very good

- ellie has loads n loads of dinosaur plushies that joel finds for her while patrolling with tommy, n she loves to show them off to everyone she can

- movie nights!!!!!! even when ellie is big, they have movie nights!!!! their favourites are old disney movies!!!

- joel is even more protective than he normally is, doesn’t let ellie out of his sight when they’re out of jackson

- ellie gets very hyper n happy when she’s small n joel just likes to watch. she reminds him of sarah.

- joel plays his guitar to help ellie sleep

- hates when joel goes on patrol, hates being alone in general

- board games!!!!!!!!!!!! like movie nights, they loveee board games (joel always lets ellie win) (for everyone’s sake..)

- joel sits ellie on the counter as he makes dinner, much to ellie’s dismay

- ellie is a very mucky pup!! she loves being outside n playing with mud and collecting creepy crawlies n gets very very upset when joel says she can’t sleep with slugs and snails in her bed

- she becomes very attached to maria, like she did with tess

[justanotherrcblog]

My gal is conflicted 😅

[cherri-berries-playplace]

♡🦌♡🕯♡☀♡☕♡

Moodboard for Caregiver Joel ·ᴗ·

Made with Picsart

[froggymarsh]

who are joels go-to person when he regresses ? in any server u choose :) oh also also um if you wanna answer for all of the bad boys thag would be cool but you dont have to ! just babble abt what makes u happy :3

joel's usual go-to person is actually jimmy believe it or not (it's mostly because i don't actually. watch lizzie's stuff sjdfklsjdf)

Empires 1 is the Codfather at first, and then Lizzie as well by the end - it took a long time cause something about him wanting to be "big and strong and worthy" of her so being small was hard. but then she was very very nice about him being small and he learned how to be okay with being small around her

Empires 2 is. ah. nobody really? (i don't really see god!joel as a regressor and if he was i don't think he'd go to anybody on purpose, he'd just stumble upon them)

3rd life and last life joel doesn't really go to anybody - double life joel goes to etho, but really it's etho coming to him and they've got each other - limited life joel goes to jimmy and grian. bad boys for life <3

the other bad boys:

Jimmy goes to Joel :) - empires 1 jimmy didn't get small very often but when he did he always had the mezalean king in his corner. i think he'd go to joel in any series except maybe last life. (he doesn't always end up with joel, jimmy is usually okay with anybody looking after him, so whoever finds him before he gets to joel will look after him and he's all good) - he'd go to tango first in double life, but during a situation like episode 3 where they're separated most of the time he'd go to joel

Grian goes to Scar, Mumbo, Iskall, then anybody else in that order

[dungeonpuppykai]

Dating Joel Miller

Pairing: Bf!Joel Miller | Reader.

Warning(s): Age gap (reader is in their 20's), allusions to mature activities, mild d/s dynamics, fluff, cg!Joel, Daddy kink, begging, making out. I'll be safe and say minors do not interact.  

Setting: TLOU 2.

He's definitely an experience. 

Single-handedly rocks your world in more ways than one. 

So, so laid-back it's fucking sexy. 

Definitely tames the brat out of you. 

What he says goes because he's older and knows better. 

Or?

You live to learn he was right. 

So smug when that happens.

Not very vocal about his feelings but cares for you so much. 

The littlest of things that can easily be missed, Joel makes a point of remembering.  

Won't ever openly admit it though. 

Tough love in an endearing way.

From your favorite snacks to your preferred clothing, to the kinds of flowers or things you like to collect to getting you food whenever he does for himself and picking out the condiments you dislike to being mindful of the drink you prefer with it, he's got it all covered. 

A total ass when it comes to training and you best believe he doesn't hold back on it. After everything that's happened, he wants you to be prepared for anything and everything. 

Only rolls his eyes and shakes his head when you're being the kid that you are with Ellie and Co. 

Simply snorts when you all tease him for being a geezer. 

Because he knows that all it takes him is one certain look if it goes too far. 

And you are whimpering into your place like a puppy yanked by their leash. 

Besides, you can act all high and mighty as you want, Joel knows that the one who will have you all whiny, grabby and mushy underneath them will be him.

Whenever he wants. 

You're down so bad for him, oh my God. 

He knows it, and that's exactly why he doesn't get riled up when foolish little boys try their luck on you. 

Well, that is, not usually.

Loves to tease you and make you beg after you've acted out all day. 

"Oh, but I thought I was an old man who 'just didn't get' y'all, huh baby?" And you're a quivering, panting mess with your limbs tangled in his. 

Great. Fucking. Kisser.

Hot, sloppy, wet, sense melting, passionate kisses while his calloused hands roam all over you, occasionally squeezing the parts that cause you to make such a huge mess in your pants that he tuts when he feels it through your clothes. 

"Noooo, Daddy…" You're literally aching. 

"Tell me what you want, baby. Say it for Daddy and he will give it to ya" you are a writhing mess as your hips grind against his and you hump yourself on one of his thighs. 

"Please, Daddy… Need you so bad, Daddy… Please use me~" it depends on his mood how he treats you in bed though. 

Some days he could be the most tender lover with gentle caresses, featherlight touches, cotton-soft pecks and passionate love making. 

Other days include him pressing your face down into the mattress as his huge cock hammers in and out of your leaking slit, rough bites littering your skin as you struggle to breathe through the animalistic fucking. 

Nothing gets you to cum harder than when he sometimes wraps his hand around your throat, features stern with all that's taking him not to just obliterate you. 

Some days though, he likes to combine the two styles. 

Eats you out like a starved wolf.

But can take his sweet time with that as well.

Lets out the deepest, most throaty grunts when you suck his dick.

Has a couple ways of reprimanding you if you're too clumsy and neglectful with yourself. 

No one else is allowed to give you any shit though. 

Isn't overbearingly domineering at all.

He knows you're young and dumb and will need to make some of your own mistakes to learn.

Always there for you with open arms to console you when you do.

Your silly little friend group definitely knows when to make themselves gone when Joel decides that he's had enough of sharing you for the day and wants you all for himself. 

It's always subtle; like a gentle caress on your shoulder or a soft nudge in your side. Sometimes it can be a claiming hand on your lap. And then everyone knows that it's time to scurry out. 

Doesn't always play voluntarily. 

But when he does, it's for you. 

Especially if there's a storm, or you're extra sensitive from playtime, or just emotional in general. Sometimes he's just feeling affectionate.

Will usually deny it like his life depends on it but there are certain songs, a specific range of lyrics and a peculiar sort of tunes that he plays only for you. 

Every now and then you crawl into his lap after an intimate session and ask him to teach you how to play a song or two. 

Then hours pass with you two just huddled into each other, strumming melodies to life as your naked back presses into his strong chest, your ass fitting perfectly in the crook of his abdomen as he rests his chin on your head and revels in your scent.

Sometimes he slowly cockwarms you in that position as well. 

Cannot sleep without you. 

He wasn't always like this.

But there's no going back now. 

Joel is sure to keep tossing and turning until you're locked up close in his arms. 

Your safety and well-being is his top priority.

Always. 

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Playing TLOU again and boy am I needy for this grizzly bear. Also I haven't watched the show but I love Pedro so yeah. Feedback and reblogs are much appreciated <3 

[ember-owlet]

|| cg! dina x regressor! ellie headcanons ||

(or as we like to call ember's way of coping with the ending of the game after four years and wishing that they had stayed on the farm together) /j

content warnings: mentions of vent regression due to trauma ((stay safe little firelights, you can always come back to this when you're ready))

due to ellie's involuntary regression, dina would always have to be on alert around the house and farm. as long as JJ was somewhere safe and comfortable she'd be able to give her due attention to ellie, despite ellie desperately trying to force herself out of the headspace from guilt.

most of the time ellie's regression is due to her past traumas, bringing her to a heightened state of awareness and fear. however, dina is well equipped to bring down her little one when an episode arises, holding her close in her arms and grounding her; telling her that she's safe and no one will ever hurt her again.

dina doesn't mind at all being a motherly figure for her love despite the difficulties that come their way. wherever ellie goes, she goes.

one of the pair's favorite ways of grounding and reconnecting is through their shared love of music. there's no better musician to dina than listening to her baby play the guitar for her, and ellie thinks there's no prettier dancer in the world than her mama. dina would wrap her arms around ellie and sway with her gently, the two finding their own rythm to slow dance wherever they are, record player or not.

when ellie has time to unwind and voluntarily regress with dina she can be the silliest regressor ever. she loves to make her mama happy with jokes/puns that she used to tell joel. dina would always oblige, scrunching her face or rolling her eyes playfully at how awful they are.

these two unfortunately has zero filters when it comes to swearing. in this dynamic both the caregiver and the regressor are chronic pottymouths.

due to their height difference you can't tell me there wasn't at least one instance where ellie had put something that dina needed a little higher than she could reach in retaliation.

at this point in the story, despite her lighter headspace ellie still suppresses a lot of her thoughts and feelings. dina had found a nice middle by letting ellie doodle or write in her journal for her to look at later on to see what she needs.

however, as long as the topics aren't too heavy both of them love to rant and talk to each other about anything and everything.

ellie loves to talk about the things she's learned about dinosaurs, space, or the movies and comics she's scrounged up.

dina loves to talk about whatever is on her mind at the minute, her plans for the day or prospects of the future or past.

whenever dina is having a hard day where being her normal silly self is too much to handle ellie would put her arms around her mama, reminding her that they'll get through it together. she'd bring her drawings, snack foods and blankets to read outloud some of her favorite comics or bundle dina up to have them watch a movie together.

if dina ever takes the day for herself by leaving the farm she'd plan it far ahead of time, leaving little messages around their house and garden to make sure ellie is alright with JJ while she's gone. there would be cut fruit on the table and a prepped meal ready on the stove for the two to wake up to with a list of chores for the day and a note wishing them well and that she'll see her babies soon.

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Can I get a mood board for Joel miller being a cg? :3 ❤️

Hiii!!! I can absolutely do that!!! (I did a version a while ago here -> CG!Joel Miller Moodboard but I'm always more than happy to make more tlou content 😂)

[beachbabey]

a lil cg!joel drabble for you on this fine Thursday evening <3

word count: approx 400

c/w: fluff, regression, caregiver!joel

“Please just stay daddy, want you to stay, I don’t need anything else” you whimper into his shirt, burying your face in his stomach, your arms locked around his waist as tightly as you could

“Baby, i-“ he sighs, stroking your hair in a desperate attempt to comfort you “I have to go out so that we can eat and we don’t have to move around, you wanna stay here yeah?? Wanna stay in your room with all your nice toys and your cosy bed?? Well then daddy has to go out and get things so we can be comfy and happy” he explains as best as he can so you can understand, his knees creaking as he sinks down to your level, scooping you up into his lap.

"But Daddy, you say it's dangerous, and I don't want daddy to get hurt! I've seen all the bad things and don't want-"

he cuts you off with a tight hug, one of his hands on the back of your head, pushing you into his body

"Oh sweetheart, Daddy won't get hurt, I'm good at being safe, you know that" he coos in your ear, his frown that seemed permanent these days creasing the space between his eyebrows even more

"mhm I do I do, keep me safe, do such a good job" you mumble, your grip finally loosens, slowly accepting that he has to do this supply run, whether you like it or not

“Maybe I could come along then?” You ask, eyes hopeful.

“Absolutely not, out of the question,” he says sharply, leaning you back to look directly into your eyes, making sure you understand how serious he is

“Well-well then….” Your sentence is left unfinished, knowing that it was silly even to suggest it, you didn’t even want to go, but you wouldn’t cry as much because you’d be with your daddy

“Sweetheart I’ll be back before bedtime, I promise you” he assures

“Pinky promise?” You ask, big glassy eyes pleasing up at him and he can feel his heart crack a little under the weight of your stare.

He locks your pinky with his, both of you kissing your thumbs, locking the promise in like you always do, he smiles sadly at you as he moves you off his lap and gets back on his feet, grunting softly at the sharp splintery feeling shooting up his legs as he returns to his full height, grabbing his backpack and swinging it onto one of his shoulders, stretching out both of his hands for you to take

“Come on Darlin, up you get. Gonna draw me a pretty picture for when I get back??”

tagging: @sebsxphia @mangokitkats

[cosmosissleeping]

Caregiver Spender Reid headcannons

~Spencer Reid Caregiver headcannons~

•Spencer’s favourite thing to do is make you smile. He likes to put on shows for you, mostly magic shows but he also dabbles with puppets and will sometimes play house with you and your sylvanian families! Anything to hear your happy little giggles

•Spencer is a coffee addict, and since you wanna be just like your Cg, of course you always ask for a cup. Instead he makes you sweet warm milk, and hands it over in a takeaway coffee cup! He knows how you get when you have too much caffeine

•Spencer loves taking you on days out. Even if it’s something sweet and inexpensive like a picnic, he just likes to see you running around all giggly and happy

•At night time after a day of fun, Spencer let’s you lay on the sofa with him, your head in his lap, his hand softly musing your hair, while he reads one of his favourite poems or fables. You don’t know how any of them end, all you know is one minute you’re listening about the three sisters of fate, and the next you’re waking up in bed well rested.

[littledellprince]

could i request joel miller as a caregiver please? hes been one of my main comforts for awhile and i never see anything with him, i could really use some joel!cg rn <3 ty if you can !!

I sure can ^^ sorry for the wait!!

🌲Joel Miller as a carer🌲

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🔗 Joel had a rough time adjusting to the new knowledge that was age regression. He’s 100% supportive, but has no clue how to approach you about it. He’ll awkwardly pop a completely unrelated question he’s been thinking on about your regression in the middle of a conversation.

🔩 And when you first regress in front of him, he’s the most tense he’s ever been in his life. Joel’s taking care of a toddler for the first time in a while and he’s unsure if he’s still got the skills for it. Although he’s slightly rusty and not as nurturing anymore, he’s never felt softer than knowing he can protect you in more than one way now.

⌛️ He’s parental and loving in subtle ways; he’ll carry your little gear for you in his backpack, give subtle affectionate touches where he can, and make corny jokes as reassurance. But most of all, Joel is very protective. You have many rules to follow while you’re small, which, to sum it up, is basically to stay close to Joel and let Joel do everything for you.

🧸 Ellie loved playing pretend with you when she was younger (and still does). You’d play pranks on Joel often (and get in trouble a lot), make up games to play and stories to tell the whole time you’re on the road. Now, she babysits when Joel isn’t around; playing dinosaur with your wooden block towers and teaching you how to play guitar.

⌚️Pre-apocalyptic joel would be like; helping you wash your hands, messy activities, movie and ice cream dates, going with him to work/riding in the backseat, peaceful bath-times, etc. Post-apoc. Joel likes to pat and ruffle your hair, sing you to sleep, and scoop you up and snuggle every chance he gets.

🍦 “Stay close to daddy, pumpkin. I cant protect you if i cant see you.”

🌾 He keeps strict rules and only a few punishments; it mostly consists of not being allowed to go on trips with him, silent rides (remaining quiet and no engagement until you return from a trip), and time outs. Albeit, with his scary serious dad voice, there would rarely be a need for punishments.

🗻 His Carerspace Vibe: