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If you (don't) give a little a poptart

DISCLAIMER AND OTHER FAIR WARNINGS: This is a fic contains age regression, a strictly sfw coping mechanism, and tickling, also strictly sfw in this scenario. If you're not interested in either of these things, feel free to scroll! Contains lots of physical touch and some kissing and cuddling. Clark is often referred to as 'Dada.' Written with platonicy in mind!

GN!Lee!little! Y/N

CG!Ler! Clark

Words: 1082

Summary: Due to the unfortunate event of your caregiver, Clark, not letting you have poptarts for dinner, you've been left very grumpy. But, Clark has a trick up his sleeve to get you cheered up.

A/N: And the world's most self-indulgent fic award goes to: This one!! I had no idea what I was doing the whole time I was writing this thing, just making crap up as I went along, but I hope me and the other two people who like this stuff enjoy! 😭🙏🏽

Fic under the cut :)

"Uhm, kiddo, when you said you were gonna be mad at me forever, did you really mean it?" Clark chuckled nervously.

And judging by your back turned to him, your arms crossed, and your nose in the air, yeah, a little bit.

To make a long story and an even longer day short, you were not having the best of days. You woke up grumpy and kept that attitude all day, and even the resident little whisperer, Clark, couldn't seem to get you out of your funk.

And, at the height of your grumpiness, which was caused by Clark saying it probably wasn't the best idea to eat Poptarts for dinner since that was all you had been eating. For every meal. All day. You decided to give him the silent treatment, completely ignoring him and your favorite cartoon that he put on.

"I'm sorry that I didn't give you what you wanted, bug." Clark began, trying to get back into your good graces for what felt like the millionth time today. "I understand that you like to eat Poptarts. But I've already let you have three packages today. Three whole ones! Kinda sounds like a lot, don't you think?" He asked, figuring you wouldn't respond, and he was right, so he just decided to continue on.

"I don't want you to get sick from eating all that sugary pastry, and I also want to make sure you get proper nutrients. It's a part of my job as your dada. And I like doing a good job of things. Don't you?"

If you, or if you didn't, like doing a good job of things, Clark would never know, as you didn't answer that either.

He sighed. This was hopeless. He didn't want you to go to bed angry, but by the looks of it, that was fixing to happen.

Unless...

A little smirk found its way onto Clark's face, one that you would know screamed trouble if you actually looked at him.

"Okay. Fine. You don't have to talk to Dada. He won't make you. But... if you won't talk to him. You're gonna have to talk to his evil twin brother." When your Dada's voice drops to that silly, growly, mock evil voice, you know exactly what's coming, so even in your stubborn, silent, temper tantrum, you just had to give him a side eye.

"Yehehah, you know the one." Clark laughed out, barely able to keep up the goofy voice because he was too busy giggling, and he hadn't even done anything yet!

"Yohou're gohonna havta talk toho the one, the ohonly, TICKLE MONSTER!" Dada let out a big playful growl, scooping you up and settling you into his lap, instantly getting to work on wiggling his fingers gently into your sides.

Who wouldda thunk it? Getting tickles really makes you think about the latter instead of being all grumpy.

You squealed and giggled out for your caregiver, hoping the hero would come to your rescue in your time of need, but nope! You were only met with the laughs of the monster in his place.

"Sohohorey, Y/N, but Dada isn't here anhymore! Thehere's only tickle monster! Ahand tickle monster wants to pay yohour little tummy a visit!" Clark, or, my apologies, tickle monster, used one of his ridiculously large hands to scribble over the belly before him.

The happy shrieks and giggles that left you made the so-called monster smile until his cheeks hurt, to put it lightly. I guess a monster doesn't have to be all that scary to be a monster, huh?

"Grrr! Yes! The tihickle monster feheheeds on yohour laughter! I just need to eat it all up! Nomnomnomnom!" The monster took its eating very seriously as he started to eat your cheeks! (Or maybe just nuzzle into them and pretend to eat them, I dunno, you pick)

While he was busy with his feast, those ridiculously big hands that I was talking about earlier wormed their way under your arms, finding your pits to be a nice resting place despite giggly protests you barely meant.

Tickle monster pulled away from your cheek and stopped wiggling his fingers into your armpits, giving you a little break.

"Golly, even after all of that, I'm still just starving!" The tickle monster gasped, joking distress in his tone. "I'm going to need way more giggles if I ever wanna get full! What should I do to get more giggles...? Hmmm..." The monster struck a thinking pose for you (but let's be honest a move like that is all Clark) until his eyes lit up. You could practically see the cartoon light bulb go off over his head.

"Eurica! I know just the trick!" And with a small giddy giggle, he laid back on the couch, you held up in his arms above his head. He admired the silly sight for a bit before you were quickly brought back down. And your tummy, the poor thing, in the area surrounding a certain button on your tummy, was attacked by raspberries.

It was giggle mania in that living room I tell ya.

Clark nuzzled his face into your belly between raspberries, so you better hope he shaved, and his fingers found their way skittering up and down your ribs as a little treat. A treat more so for Clark. So that's just great.

But, before you could get overwhelmed with all the tickly feelings, Clark stopped, gently bringing you down to lay on his chest as he tried to recover from his own laughing fit as well.

"Okay, ohokay... tickle mohohonster has had more then enohough. Dahada is bahack on thehe scene... and hohow does dada's tihiny fehehel nohow?" Clark softly rubbed your back, patiently awaiting an answer, happy to find out you were feeling cheered up.

"Reheheally? Wow! Guess I better use the tickle monster more often!" Clark joked, rolling over onto his side, your back against his chest as he held you close, his thumbs starting to rub comforting circles on your sides, him barely even noticing he was doing it. It was nice.

"Now c'mon, let's settle down." He murmured, resting his cheek on top of your head, curling up his large body to fit more comfortably on the couch. "Our shows on."

You could feel his face move from where it was perched. He was definitely cheesing like a dork, but hey, so were you.

And right about now, your favorite cartoon actually didn't seem so bad.

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GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY POCKET DIMENSION CELL MOONY MY FRIEND YOU. GET. IT.

He didn't even do anything to deserve such treatment, maybe besides being too sweet BUT ANYWAYS I LOVE YOUR WORK!! PRAYING THAT ART BLOCK DOESN'T TAKE HOLD OF YOU EVER MY FRIEND 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

So uh I love him more than heaven actually /ref ☹️ (and cmon we were all thinking it when Engineer’s lil robots were crawling over him DONT LIE 🫵 /silly)

I’m actually a lot more happy with this piece than my one with him and Lex PFHRHEHE HES SUCH A CUTIEEEE ☹️☹️

I cant believe how much this movie has yanked me out of art block ITS SO CRAZY TO ME????

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Caregiver Sam Wilson moodboard!

"Alright, alright, one more story before it's time to hit the hay. It was like, what? 2007, sometime, midsummer, and me and Riley were flying high and I was looking totally bad ass as usual, but you already knew that, and-"

Old mission stories with Captian Sammy Wilson after being filled up on pie and ice cream sounds like a good night to me!

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Hey, listen up, yes, all of you 10 other people who believe in fatherly/Caregiver Steve Rogers, anyone else just be loving Steve's (Papa's) Brooklyn apartment and all the comfy feels that comes with it?? We only got it for a little bit, but I love it so much!

Like the disc that plays when he walks in the place during The Winter Solider?? Yeah, those are the vibes surrounding the place 24/7!

Steve walking past piles of books to get to your stuffie lost right in the middle of the mess as oatmeal is cooking on the stove in the morning or him in his favorite chair humming to you as the sun dips under the clouds, showing how its time for night-night for you and him

Like I dunno, I just love Steve's house!

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"I was washing the America flag." I love my stupid superhero guys who is even coming up with this stuff 😭?

steve rogers who Did Not Know what future washing machines are capable of so he kinda just. assumes they can handle super suits. And he throws his in the wash. and nature ally it bleeds all over everything and gets all warped and he’s embarrassed and tries to hide it and fix the machine himself and

i need someone to see this mess and confront him and for him to pull the old spider-man “i was washing the american flag”

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YOU. GET. IT.

Reasons why Clark Kent should be Chubby: A list

Its cute. Simple as that

Fits the vibe. First off, the Kents definitely spoiled Clark as much as they can. Usually portrayed as unable to have kids for one reason or another, and then given almost miraculously a child? Clark is getting that good old fashioned "eat more, you deserve seconds" Not to mention Clark loves him some food. So many stories portray him as a big eater, so i think he absolutely is and it comes from the association of food/love from his family.

Big teddy bear Clark. Superman more than most other superheroes to me represents someone to feel safe around, which I think makes him being a big teddy bear work so well. Imagine being saved from a fire and the person saving you feels like a damn pillow.

Better fits the disguise. People are going to be a bit confused about a journalist rippling with muscles but still being the biggest dork imaginable, but nobody's gonna bat an eye if he looks soft. If I saw that man walking around a journalists office like a brick shithouse all while stumbling and stuttering i'm assuming he's a fed but if hes round and soft, that's just relatable at that point

Changing character dynamics: first off, Lex would be PISSED. He works so hard to be buff and the "perfect Adonis of a man, total alpha male" and who does the city love? the chubby do-gooder. Also I think itd be cute if Lois found it so endearing. This man may not be the conventional idea of masculinity and handsomeness but thats his charm.

He can be. Theres always this sort of thought about superheroes having to be buff to keep up with their insane feats but if you're powered by the sun and lifting cars is a breeze? you can have a lil pudge. Whos gonna blame you.

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Clark Kent + Cuddles= ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Little doddle of me and my dada because YES

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Them summed up in one post.

when someone cuts them off on the freeway

Clark: Aw, come on, man! Well, they probably have somewhere important to get to.

Lois: FUCK! YOU! *lays on the horn*

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Just I DUNNO WHAT TO ADD JUST LOOK AT HIM I WANNA HOLD HIS HAND ☹️

"good gosh" my chest hurts, he's so adorable (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠)

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Caregiver Clint Barton moodboard!

"What? You got a problem with cereal for dinner or sumthin'? Lemme tell you, kid, your body doesn't care what time of day it is so long as you're shovin' food down your gullet when it wants you to. Kapiche? Kapiche. So c'mon, let's get you situated."

Mister Clint Francis Barton the father you are ☹️

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Now let them be best friends forever.

Recently watched "Thunderbolts*" and wow! I love superhero movies that give you hope for a brighter tommorow!

I remember watching a vid a year ago by "Comic Drake" describing Sentry as, basically Marvel's Superman lol

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SHAKES HER LOVINGLY WINSTON'S BFF FR

this is my main oc nexus not my art, i got her commissioned by a very good friend :] she is my favorite and. shes multifandom and i love her if anyone has questions plz ask i am a sucker for questions about my ocs

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Don't think that's what anon meant but pop off I guess!

Can u draw superbat cuddling? If u want to.

Cuddle♡

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Leave him be he's just happy to be there ☹️

damn girl chill

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Stony is a uh... large spectrum.

Sometimes a stevetony fic will include cute little domestic breakfasts and latenight kisses and wholesome secret-identitybased crushes. other times one of them will be saying some bullshit to the other like ‘listen up okay I NEED to kill myself to save the planet and fuck you if you even THINK about stopping me’. Isn’t that so beautiful.

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Out of all the things to wake up to, Moony, this has been one of the better ones! (like genuinely you did great 😭)

And I don't know what Lex did but I can assure you all HE FUCKING DESERVED IT!!!

uh. ahem. hey everyone sorry for dying and everything and uhm. oh yeah NEW HYPERFIXATION BE UPON YE 🗣️

I deadass have no idea how I cranked this out in just under three hours and honestly I love this movie too much to even care how much I hate how it looks anyway PFHRHRHD

anyway oomf dropped a headcannon that I loved too much and I had to draw like a lil aftermath if you will 😼

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I don't even LIKE wrestling but this TOOK ME OUTTT

posting some of my favorite iron sheik tweets for no particular reason 😊