#Protecc the kiddos

[rat---king]

Actually I think Jinx did nothing wrong ever and I will continue to cheer her on like a soccer mom

#for legal reasons this is a joke #but also i think Jinx's real superpower is just batting her big wide eyes and everyone just goes 'oh I'd die for her now' #Caitlyn specifically is immune but even Ekko has a crush on her he's trying to ignore the entire show #Vander? saw Powder and Vi sad and immediately abandoned The Cause #Silco? saw Jinx sad and eventually abandoned The Cause #Vi? only goal in life is Protecc Sister and that's so valid of her #jinx #arcane #I'm just saying Jinx is a murderer maybe but adorable for sure #maybe it's that I relate to Vi's Big Sister Energy too much and I'm Projecting but also I'd die for Jinx #especially baby Powder #the lil noise she made when discovering Free Sandwich? kiddo i would die for you #she was so excited for her bombs to kill people and i just 🥰🥰 you go baby girl you're doing great

[prentissluvr]

,.. > the weight of his care — joel miller

gn!reader, platonic!reader, fatherfigure!joel , no outbreak ! , reader & sarah are besties; they're both about 17 , hurt/comfort & fluff , cw : reader's parents are divorced/separated, reader lives with their mom, reader's dad is implied to be very frowny face, food mentions, creepy dude mention but father joel will protecc you <3 , wc : 2K

your footsteps quicken along with the pace of your heart, a twinge of panic crawling up your throat as you throw a glance behind you. he’s following me, you realize. it’s been a few minutes since you left the library, and a man has been taking each and every turn that you have. it could’ve been a coincidence at first, but now you can’t shake the thought that it’s not. 

and now, quite frankly, you have no idea what to do. your house is growing nearer by the second, and you wonder if you should make a run for it. but you’d hate the idea of someone creepy knowing exactly where you live, and none of your family is home right now. so your mind immediately lands upon your neighbors, the millers. you’ve been good friends with sarah since the beginning of high school and trust her and her family more than anyone to help you out.

so you stroll past your own house and instead walk up to the front door of the one two houses down. your knock on the door, praying nothing could happen before someone opens it. in the few seconds you have to wait in silence, vulnerable and out in the open, your anxiety builds along with the tears in your eyes.

but the wait is shorter than it actually feels, and the door swings open to reveal the strong frame of sarah’s dad.

“hey there, kiddo. what brings ya here?” he clearly wasn’t expecting you, but he must have noticed your fearful state, as there’s a concerned furrow to his brow.

“can i come in, please?” you ask, trying and failing to keep your voice steady.

“of course,” he reaches out to you, placing a gentle hand on your upper arm to guide you into his home. the second you’re safely inside, he shuts the door and locks it definitively. before he can say anything, apologies begin to tumble out of your mouth.

“mr. miller, i’m sorry. someone was following me home and i just, i didn’t know what to do. no one’s home right now, and–“

he cuts you off with a comforting hand on your shoulder and a gentle voice. “hey hey hey, it’s okay. you’re okay. nothin’ to apologize for. are you alright though?”

taking in a shaky breath, you fight the tears in your eyes to keep from crying. you nod, but can’t seem to answer aloud.

“okay. i’m gonna need you to tell me if this person is still outside, alright?” you nod again, and he gently slips your book bag from your shoulder before guiding you to the living room window with a soft hand hovering over the small of your back. you peer out the blinds, scanning the street.

“he’s not there,” you whisper. 

“good. why don’t you sit down now?” he closes the blinds as you sink into the couch cushions. “kiddo?” he crouches down in front of you and you hang your head as a tear finally slips down your cheek. you’re comfortable with all of the millers, even sarah’s uncle, tommy. but you’ve certainly never cried in front of mr. miller before and can’t help but feel embarrassed about it. even so, you lean into his touch when he rubs comforting circles on your shoulder. you sniffle and he just pulls you closer, allowing you to find comfort in his embrace. “you’re alright.” the way he pats your back is a little bit awkward, but the intention is there and you're finally able to shake the worst of your anxiety. you pull away, wiping at your wet face. he keeps a reassuring hand on your knee, just smiling slightly when you mumble out an abashed apology.

“’s okay. how about i grab you some water?”

“okay,” you nod, taking the time to take a few deep breaths as he disappears into the kitchen. he’s back just seconds later, handing you a full glass. if he notices you shaking as you accept it and bring it up to your lips he doesn’t say anything, just takes the liberty to sit down next to you.

“thank you, mr. miller,” you say after a few sips, voice a bit steadier than before, but quiet still.

“of course, kiddo. it was smart o’ you to come here. if anything else like that happens again and there’s no one home, you come to me, okay?” his words send a rush of reassurance through you.

“m’kay,” you agree.

“good. you can stay here until your mom gets back. sarah’s at another friend’s right now, but i’ll call her and let her know you’re here. is that alright?”

“well, yes, but… mr. miller, my mom is out of town. she’s visiting her parents, she won’t be back until tomorrow night,” you explain.

“that’s no problem. you know you’re more than welcome to sleep over here, you always have been.” you’re about to breathe a sigh of relief at his offer, knowing you wouldn’t feel as safe anywhere else. but his next words send a different kind of panic through you. “unless you’d like me to drive you to your dad’s? he lives in the city, right?”

to that, you have no idea what to say. that’s absolutely the last thing you want right now, but you really don’t feel too inclined to discuss your daddy issues with joel miller.

“no, no, that's alright, mr. miller. i wouldn’t want you to have to drive me all the way out there and back.” you manage to avoid the real reason behind it all, but he pushes back out of his kindness.

“i wouldn’t mind that at all. listen, kiddo, you just experienced something pretty scary, and if driving you to your dad’s would help you feel more safe and comfortable, that’s something i’m more than willing to do. i completely understand that.” he’s genuine, and the way he says it is comforting, his words meaning more to you than you would ever tell him. of course, he doesn’t realize the comfort you receive from him is so valuable because of the lack thereof that you’d find with your own father.

“i, um–” you struggle to find what to say to assure him you’ll be just fine, better even, if you stay here without saying too much. “i think i’d rather stay here, if that’s alright.” your vague, hesitant words become your saving grace when he nods.

“i understand that, too.” from his tone of voice and the way he doesn’t push again, you wonder if maybe he’s overheard from conversations with sarah just how much you don’t like your dad, and you can’t find it in you to feel too awkward about it.

“thank you,” you say, wondering if he hears the double meaning. thank you for letting me stay with you. furthermore, thank you for not taking me to my dad’s.

“of course. you can hang out wherever you’d like until sarah gets here, then we can go get some dinner.”

“alright.”

he gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze before standing and grabbing his phone from the coffee table. “i’m gonna call sarah, then i’ll just be at the table. let me know if you need anything, okay?”

“okay.” you muster up a small smile and receive a sympathetic one from mr. miller in return. he disappears into the kitchen, and you can hear him on the phone as you curl up on the couch and pull a book out of your bag. after a minute or so, it goes mostly silent, but as you skim the pages in front of you, you find comfort in the subtle hints of his presence in the other room. the sound of the cupboard opening, then the water running. him clearing his throat loudly as to not startle you before softly calling out that sarah will be home in less than fifteen minutes. then the sound of a chair moving after you acknowledge what he said.

as promised, you hear a car pulling into the driveway after waiting for not too long. you stand when you hear the unlocking of the door and take the few steps into the front hallway. the second sarah is through the door, she shuts it and drops her bag before pulling you into a bone-crushing hug.

“are you okay?” she questions as you wrap your own arms around her.

“i’m alright,” you reassure her. “i was just creeped out, but i’m fine now.”

“good.” she lets go of you, but keeps you at an arm's length with her hands on your shoulders to look you up and down. “i’m gonna find this creepo and beat his ass, okay?”

“you will do no such thing,” her dad refutes from the kitchen. sarah just rolls her eyes.

“you know what i mean, dad! now i’m hungry. you know, i was about to have a homemade meal, so you better take us somewhere good,” she complains lightheartedly.

“i think dinner tonight is y/n’s choice, don’t you, sarah?”

“of course,” she agrees, but the teasing edge is still present in her tone. “because they have way better taste in restaurants than you do.” you can’t help but let out a small laugh at their casual banter, a dynamic you always find funny to witness, and even better to often be a part of.

“hmm, maybe i should get followed by creeps more often if it means i get to pick dinner,” you joke.

“first of all, no,” sarah sounds stern, but she still laughs. “second, i think we’d let you pick dinner any time.”

you grin. “well, i’m so very flattered you would say so. i’ll have to think about what sort of food is best for such an occasion.” truly, it only takes moments for you to suggest one of your favorite restaurants to serve as comfort food.

“d’you think you’d prefer takeout for tonight?” mr. miller asks, the question proving just how conscientious he is. you knew you’d be fine with the millers beside you, but truly, you weren’t quite sure about staying out in public for long enough to eat a whole meal.

“oh, yeah. that sounds good,” you smile, letting out a subtle sigh of relief. it doesn’t take too long to figure out an order and for joel to call it in. 

just a few minutes later, the three of you pile into their car, mr. miller making it clear he wants both of you with him at all times for tonight, just in case. on the ride there, you’re happy to just listen to sarah talk with her dad, their voices acting as a sort of comfort and reassurance to your safety. 

you bring the food home and chow down on it; this time you join in on the conversation. you and sarah giggle about rumors you’ve heard from other students regarding the teachers you’ll have for your last year in high school, and her dad adds in his unwarranted, but often entertaining opinions. 

once dinner’s all cleared and it’s grown dark outside, sarah practically drags you and joel to the couch to watch a movie, claiming the importance of “family movie nights.” you and sarah cozy up with one another, leaving her dad as a third wheel as the movie begins. throughout the movie, you can’t help but laugh at sarah’s occasional commentary and the judgemental look her dad gives her each time.

by the time the movie is over, the two of you are practically half asleep, so mr. miller does all the work in setting up a small mattress in sarah’s bedroom for you to sleep on. you borrow some sleeping clothes and before climbing into bed, the both of you receive a sweet goodnight from her dad. he kisses sarah on the forehead the way he always does and the way sarah has learned to quit complaining about, then gives you an admittedly awkward pat on the shoulder.

“listen kiddo, i’m glad you came to our house tonight for help, you know? and i don’t want you going alone to the library now, at least for a little while, alright?” he tells you before sending you off to bed.

“alright, mr. miller,” you agree, trying not to let on the weight of his words, or really, the weight of his care.

#joel miller #joel miller x platonic!reader #platonic joel miller #father figure joel #joel miller tlou #tlou show #joel miller x gender neutral reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller comfort #joel miller fluff #joel miller imagine #joel miller angst #joel miller x gn!reader #joel miller hbo #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us fluff #tlou joel #joel miller father figure #the last of us

[m0ckest]

Jang Low-CC Makeover

Baako & Anaya came to the bustling city so Baako could broaden his reach as a somewhat-popular comedian and Anaya could get clarity on which one of her passions to focus on. Can she split her time between making soul music and painting from her soul? Their quirky kiddo Billie is happy to be along for the ride. This hyperactive social butterfly has no filter when it comes to making new friends--even if that involves barging in her neighbors' apartments.

No-cc version available on the gallery @m0ckest 🖤 See my other low-cc makeovers here

Baako & Anaya left their beautiful home behind in order to find a new one in San Myshuno. With their daughter's blessing, they found a place surrounded by art, music, and a wild variety of sims.

While successful as a painter, Anaya wonders if she should have chased her musical calling years ago. She writes songs everyday, singing and playing from the soul. Sometimes in the evenings, she takes her guitar down to the plaza in front of the Casbah Gallery and harmonizes with the hustle and bustle around her.

Baako easily rose as a comedian, from a simple drunken open-mic night set back home to internet-viral routines. He's hoping the city will provide him with more opportunities to expand--maybe a podcast or even his own show. Either way, he's incredibly happy to see his family thriving.

Billie is a bright, playful, and loud young girl. She's quick to learn about new people and pick up their habits. However, some neighbors of her neighbors find her a bit much--such as when she waits by the trash chute to talk their ears off because she knows what time they take out the garbage. She doesn't care, though! She's having a great time!

And we have Pereko, the Australian cattle dog. He protecc, he snacc, he napp.

No-CC except for my defaults and a couple skin details. I’ve added some relevant relationship levels, preferences, skills, degrees, and more.

Unedited, no-cc:

#m #townies #san myshuno #jang #baako jang #anaya jang #billie jang #sims 4

[bakerolivias-archived]

marcel’s such a sweetheart tho can u believe it i mean he’s always adopting the nearest kid in need or giving brotherly advice and is like “i am bloodthirsty vamp and i want to own the city but also protecc the kiddos or else” like honey ilysm

#marcel gerard #the originals #less white vampires more marcels in the vampire horror/dramedy world you cowards #annabelle speaks #to spoilers

[artifour]

HELLO OP 💖 I LOVE YOUR ART ✨ it is just SO MWAH 👌🥺 Kantrio! Kantrio! Whoo 🙌 🎆🎇 the sillies, the beans, and I really love your designs for them as children, it is so fitting and perfect and endearing. Red’s little Pikachu shirt, Leaf’s lilypad-citrus colored dress, and Green’s purple “Champ!” shirt oooh, I can totally see that design in canon hell, it is canon to me that he owns something like that XD and it’s in PURPLE it looks so good, it’s “his color” from how much purple he wears + red and blue(f) make purple. and I see him as a central middle guy to their friendship. Two hands two rivals. Your art will exist in all my daydreams henceforth you are so good at designing I cry, kiddos having fun, protecc them. Dragging Lance by the ear to adopt them too instead of just the Johto kids. Love Kantrio sm nice to see someone else who does too 🥺 you can project a whole late 90s early 2000s childhood onto them. I look forward to seeing whatever else you come up with and spamming my friends dms with your art links and tears, ciao and dazzle on

HELLO!!! AND THANK YOU!! you're too nice!! i love them and they are everything to me, my sweet blorbos... talk about found family.. they're best friends, they're siblings, they're sticking together forever! they are so important and i want to draw more of them as children!! you are very right about green's colour being porpol and how he's the "central middle guy" between leaf and red, he is so So precious to me. the three of them have such and interesting dynamic, how could anyone not like them.. thank you so much for your comment anon and for taking the time to write it 🥹💕 it means a lot to me and it made me really happy to read this!! im flattered!!

#ask box #i love receiving asks. it feels so nice. its like when i was little and would send letters to my friends #and then would check my mailbox every day to see if i got their letter yet #and when you actually receive it it feels so nice and exciting #sighs dreamily #thank you sm for the ask #kantrio #pokemon

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Lucky #4

Lucky #4 by geniemadeofclouds

Just barely a month after the summer training camp disaster, and Katsuki's kidnapping and return, a new kiddo joins the Aizawa family.

Eri

[Part four to the Problem Children series. Cannot be read as a standalone]

Words: 20058, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of The Problem Children

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Eri, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Takami Keigo | Hawks's Father, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Tsukauchi Naomasa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku/Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Eri, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Chisaki Kai | Overhaul Being an Asshole, Tsukauchi Naomasa Needs a Break, Tired Tsukauchi Naomasa, Cute Eri, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, hes soft, because THERAPY, Dabi | Todoroki Touya is Not a Villain, Good Sibling Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Actually hes not. Because abandonment, But whatever, They all need therapy, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Has A Gun, someone take it away, It shoots Quirks and he intends to use it, Traumatized Todoroki Shouto, His brother came baaaaack, BAMF Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, he protecc, he attacc, But most important he got eri's bacc, Retired Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, because he deserves nice things, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Bashing, Yagi Toshinori | All Might Being an Asshole, Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, Like, Domestic Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Theyre assholes and theyre in love and they wont admit it, Trans Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is a Good Teacher, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Tags Contain Spoilers

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44821069

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Dadzawa #♥ #Erasermic #Izuku Midoriya #Bakugou Katsuki #R:T #A:Geniemadeo #Quirk AU #Dadzawa

[lazyheartcomputer]

What the fuck did you just fucking say about my cinnamon roll son/daughter you little bitch? I'll have you know I protecc this soft bun for days, weeks, and eons. I have a perfect score in cinnamonology, I trained cute anime characters to be a better protag in the future season and manga, and he or she will be protected at all cost. You think you can escape the whole shitpost of my cinnamon roll for something that he or she didn't do? Well think again fucker, as we speak by the whole cinnamon roll alliance we are highly trained to hug and cherish them and even though they're not real but we shall remember them any time, and hold them as plushies, and remember that they'll always be in your heart and minds forever for eternity. You lil shits, if only you can understand what will happen in the future of anime and you'll understand by your future grandchildren, maybe you can understand their roles in the anime but you couldn't, you didn't. I will met you in the parking lot and confront you in it, your fuckin dead kiddo.

#my own copypasta #let me know if it's cringe #mha #deku

[zune-ishi]

HC:

If kirin has excepted you as her friend she will attack you with noms and blow raspberrys on you to make your muse laugh or smile...

And she also does this as a sign of challenging them xD 😝

#san'sstuff #Kirin_OC #if she does this to your muse she loves you and wabts to protecc you xD #Demon_Slayer_Verse #she's a kid an loves to play xD #demoness kiddo x3

[usamey]

like- nothing fucking tops this shit

#egads! it speaks! #BIG BAD + KIDDO WHOM THEY MUST PROTECC #DJDNNFNDNDND *sobs* #i watched despicable me a lil bit ago and LET ME TELL YOU- i was fucking SOBBING my EYES OUT #me- bawling to my mom: SSVSBSBSB H-HE MADE A LIDDLE BOOK- A-AND HE NEVER SHOULDVE SAIDGOOBYEWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #B R O #when Margo was like ‘you’ll NEVER be my dad’ #AND THEN AT THE END SHE HUGS HIMDBSNSNNDDN #THAT SHIT HURTED SO GODTAMN MUCH #DUDE IM CRYING EVEN MORE #DHJDNDNSNSNS #I AM /GEN CRYING OVER DESBPICABLE ME #OH MY G O D #WHEN HE MISSED THE RECITAL WAAAAAAAAAAA #BITCHBITCHBITCHBITCH #A BITCH BE S O B B I N G #AND FUCKING VECOTR KIDNAPPED THEM GODDAMNIT #FUCKING BITCH #OH OH OH #OR WHEN MISS PATTIE PUT THEM IN THE BAD KID BOX OF SHAME SBSBSNSN *wails* #FJJDDJNDNS #ahem *adjusts tie* anyways #i am incredibly fond of this trope. that is all. goodnight.

[youbeenslipped-a]

"He's right, but he shouldn't say it..."

"He should let ME do it!"

#;ic #pilotofstorm #lylat ruler #;dash comm #// dad ready to protecc his kiddo #or at least draw attention away from him lol

[sugarglider-s]

aizawa is like. the best dad but so fucking tired

That’s a mood

#sugartalks #cursing #he protecc the kiddos... i lov him

[bxstiae]

THE SAGA CONTINUES. / @wildshero​ │ @ohchosen​​

this is the face of innocence. now hand over that cooked steak.

#⚜ ; — [ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵇᶤᵈᵈᵉᶰ ˡᵃᶰᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᵃᶜᵏ ▲ owo. ] #⚜ ; — [ ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᶠᶤˡᵉˀ ʸᵉˢˑ ▲ saved. ] #[ its called tough love kiddos ] #[ he loves you both ] #[ den/den would protecc with his life ] #[ dont >:( him ] #[ this is honestly so gold i love it thank you ] #[ im so sorry for spaming your notifs guys dskjlhf ] #[ I LOVE YOU BOTH ] #[ mwah ]

[raenef]

#ffxiv #pls protecc the kiddos #and remind me to edit alice's ears so they have the black tips like her dads #the borel siblings

[roxiusagi]

Me when I see Berdly hate:

what, did you think that I am going to do something serious? naw, I just finished inktober.

#deltarune #berdly #hello this is berdly gang fight me #i am going to protecc this trash kiddo #problematic faves

[remembersall]

i need to work on my verses...  cause  there’s like my winter soldier verse   THEN   my bucky barnes verse.   both whom are two different people.   which   some people don’t understand and i wish they would know that both of them are not the same whatsoever.   one be a cute soft and broken boy  the other  is a brainwashed fucker who was controlled by hydra.

#╰ * ★ ｀ : OUT. / rambles. #don't mind me ranting about my kiddo #and ranting in a way i want to protecc :/

[saizoswifey]

Ahhhh, all the hidden stories are so cute. And I need more Kanetsugu stories and I needed them yesterday.

They are! I love Kanetsugu oh so much. I would adore it if he ended up with a route at some point. I hate cuddling so much but, damn it, I would honestly cuddle him because he looks like he needs it. Desperately. 

#also his kiddo is cute af I will protecc #slbp #samurai love ballad party #kanetsugu #slbp kanetsugu #little lady speaks #Anonymous