#sugar daddy!thor

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Missing my fruity ass space husband✨

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My first entry for @avengers-assemble-bingo! I went with a 1980s-ish theme cuz an AU where Thor is a CEO of a huge conglomerate and doesn't have time to date, so he hires himself a sugar baby to spoil.

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Steve Rogers

senior student at Highridge University | political science major (pre-law) | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

Y/n’s older stepbrother (he was a senior in high school when his dad and her mom got married)

golden boy | boxer | motorcycle rides at sunset | addicted to step fantasy porn (wonder why hehe)

last song listened to on spotify: break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored by Ariana Grande

James ’Bucky’ Barnes

senior student at Highridge University | journalism major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu | Highridge University football team

too many tattoos to count | truly and monstrously huge (if you know what i’m sayingggg)

used to endlessly tease Y/n about the tiny crush she had on him, especially after his lifelong best friend became your stepbro, so his bullying could come to new heights

last song listened to on spotify: look at us now (honeycomb) by Daisy Jones and The Six

Ari Levinson

senior student at Highridge University | architecture major | Kappa Alpha Nu president | Highridge University football team

campus royalty | beefy bull of a man who secretly the softest of soft underneath all of that armour

last song listened to on spotify: closer than this by KAYE

Andy Barber

senior student at Highridge University | political science major (pre-law) | Kappa Alpha Nu vice president

always the one to bail his fraternity brothers out of the trouble they get into

last song listened to on spotify: movement by Hozier

Marc Spector

junior student at Highridge University | philosophy major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

2 seconds away from just taking a semester off to backpack around the world

last song listened to on spotify: too close by Alex Clare

Hugh Ransom Drysdale

senior student at Highridge University | business major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

cashmere sweaters and reckless decisions | his family donates enough to the school that he and his friends can get away with anything

last song listened to on spotify: maneater by Nelly Furtado

Curtis Everett

junior student at Highridge University | anthropology major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

tattoos | boxer | beer pong champion

last song listened to on spotify: temperature by Sean Paul

Lloyd Hansen

senior student at Highridge University | finance major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu | captain of Highridge University’s football team

future sugar daddy | once got married on a vegas trip to a complete stranger, but got divorced the very next morning

last song listened to on spotify: beep by The Pussycat Dolls

Thor Odinson

senior student at Highridge University | history major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu | Highridge University football team

in charge of the music at all of the parties at the frat house (DJ Thunder, pow pow!)

last song listened to on spotify: just a friend by Biz Markie

Scott Lang

sophomore student at Highridge University | engineering major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

cheats on most tests even though he doesn’t need to

last song listened to on spotify: baby i’m burnin’ by Dolly Parton

Miguel O'Hara

senior student at Highridge University | computer science major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu | Highridge University football team

control freak with a short fuse

last song listened to on spotify: complicated by Avril Lavigne

Billy Russo

senior student at Highridge University | business major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

the fuckboy™ | has slept with multiple professors in the name of bumping up his grades

last song listened to on spotify: work out by J. Cole

Frank Castle

senior student at Highridge University | literature major | member of Kappa Alpha Nu

grumpy but really just needs his dick sucked

last song listened to on spotify: when the sun goes down by Arctic Monkeys

and because i couldn't stop myself, here is a vague little floor plan of their fraternity, made in the sims:

to the left is the living room and the room where they hold all of their meetings and such. straight ahead through the entryway is the direct path out into the backyard and the pool back there, also a few bathrooms. and then to the right, there's a kind of lounge/bar area, the dining room, the kitchen and the stairs down to the basement.

bucky's room

steve's room

ari's room

andy's room

frank's room

billy's room

curtis' room

miguel's room

ransom's room

scott's room

marc's room

thor's room

lloyd's room

the basement/sex dungeon. the sims (shocker) doesn't have any sex toys, so just use your imagination. it helps that it's so dark as well....

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So here are the ideas for other Sugar Daddies lmaoooo. Workshopped in my discord so thank you lovelies.

Bucky - the girl who makes smoothies at the place in his private gym - she's not interested in the arrangement but he decides to 'convince' her.

Thor - retired athlete (MMA?) - reader's dad is a big fan so she asks for an autograph. He obviously has nothing better to do.

Loki - a date is making him wait and he's growing apathetic. The reader is at he table near his but alone, won a free dinner at a bougie place so doesn't know what anything is. Keeps asking this rich looking dude how to use her forks.

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My Little Love

Chapter 39

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x enhanced!reader

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: fluff city baby!!!!

A/N: This is just a filler chapter. It's just the week leading up to Sugar and Bucky's wedding. I really hope you enjoy it. I'm so excited for the next chapter which is the actual wedding. Can't wait to share it soon...

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Henry was holding up a hair tie for you to take. He’d asked for you to do his hair half up and half down. This time though he asked if he could have a small braid behind his ear. 

“Just like uncle Thor.” He said excitedly and you couldn’t deny him the request. 

“There you go bubs.” You say once you tie the end of the braid. 

“Thanks mama.” 

“You’re welcome. Now go change your shirt, you and your dad are leaving in a few minutes.” 

“Ok.” 

You smile as you watch Henry run out of your en suite. There were just a few days left until the wedding and you were working on the final details. Today you’d have your final fitting for your dress along with Lottie and your bridesmaids. Bucky was off with Henry and his groomsmens for their own fitting. After that you had a get together with the guests that were flying in for the wedding.

You apply the last bit of your makeup and walk out to your bedroom. 

“C’mon sweet Angel let’s get your hair done.” 

“Kay.” Lottie slides off your bed and walks into your bathroom. 

You sit her on the counter and smile at her through the mirror. “How should we do your hair today?” 

“Can habe it wike Bubba?”

“You want your hair half up?”

“Yeah, an a big bow.”

“That’s a good choice, baby.” You grab a comb and start to run it through her hair to remove any knots. 

“Here are my favorite girls.” Bucky walks into the bathroom already dressed and ready to go. “Are you ready to try on your dress again, Doll?” 

“Yeah. Is so pwetty daddy.” 

“Well I can’t wait to see it when you get back.”

“No! You no see my dwess.” Lottie meets Bucky’s eyes through the mirror. She’s horrified at his statement.

“Why can’t I see your dress?”

“It’s bad wuck. Mama tell him.” 

“Sweet Angel, it’s bad luck if daddy sees my dress before the wedding. It’s ok if he sees yours.”

“Mama is bad wuck. No want bad wuck when we get mawwied.” 

Bucky chuckles and kisses Lottie’s cheek. “Doll you’re not getting married. Mama and I are getting married.”

Lottie giggles but shrugs. “You no see it.”

“Fine, I won’t see the dress. I’ll see you later Sugar.”

“Love you.” You murmur before giving Bucky a quick kiss. 

Bucky walks out and leaves you to finish Lottie’s hair.

“Alright my Sweet Angel, your hair is done. Let's go get your shoes so that we can leave.”

“Kay, mama. Am so ‘cited.”

“Me too. I’m so excited.” You smile and follow Charlotte out to her room.

“Welcome back bride to be.” The shop owner greets you as you walk in. “Mimosas ladies? And just orange juice for the little one.” 

“Thank you.” You smile while taking your drink and move further into the shop. 

“Oh, it seems like we are one bridesmaid short. Will she be in soon?” 

Your shoulders slump just a little as you look between Wanda and Nat. “No, I don’t believe she’ll be in today.”

“No worries, her dress already fits her perfectly.” The owner smiles. “Who wants to go first?”

“Me pwease.” 

“Flower girl it is then.”

“Come on Lots of Love, I’ll help you.” Nat holds out her hand and Lottie takes it. Together they head to the dressing room. 

You and Wanda talk and giggle while you wait. 

“Here comes the flower girl.” 

You hear the quick little steps of Charlotte running back to the main area of the shop. She looks perfect in the dress you’d picked out for her. The dress was a beautiful champagne color. It had a big tulle skirt with lace details and a small train. You and Wanda coo and clap as Lottie turns for you. 

“How does the dress feel, sweet Angel? Is it too big or too tight?” 

“No mama,” Lottie shakes her head while looking down. “It’s good.” 

“Perfect.” The shop owner says. “Now the bridesmaids.” 

Wanda and Nat head back to the changing rooms, coming back in their own floor length dresses. They were form fitting but comfortable. Each of them is in a different shade of blue to go with the colors of the wedding. 

“I’ve already hung up your dress.” The owner says as she takes you back to the dressing rooms. “The small alterations were completed so it should fit like a glove. I’ll be right back to help you into your dress.” 

“Thank you.” You smile at the older woman. 

In the dressing room you find your dress and a robe. You get out of your clothes and put on the robe knowing you’ll need help anyways. A smile appears on your face as you look at the dress you chose. You hope Bucky likes it as much as you do. Although you know he’d marry you even if you wore a paper bag. After everything the two of you had gone through and endured together, your happily ever after was within reach and you were thrilled. 

A soft knock pulls you out of your thoughts. The door opens after you murmur ‘come in’. When you turn you’re surprised to find Sofia there. Her expression was unsure and worried. 

“Hey.” She says quietly.

“You came.” 

“It’s your wedding, of course I’m here.” Sofia replies but she seems uncomfortable, especially when you don’t respond. “Unless you don’t want me here.”

“No! No, don’t go. Of course I want you here. I just thought that after…” you trail off not wanting to bring up Lorraine. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“You don’t have to apologize.” 

“I do. Please let me. I’m sorry I never spoke up about what she did to you. I’m sorry I wasn’t a good sister to you when all you wanted was a relationship. I’m sorry I reacted the way I did when you told us everything that happened to you. You didn’t deserve to go through that. And then you were so strong to go and face her on your own just to keep us safe.” Sofia was crying now as she apologized and you were quick to bring her into a hug.

“It was a lot of information and I know it was scary to know what she wanted to do to you. I’m not mad or anything because of how you reacted. I was just scared you’d hate me because of how she died.” 

Sofia pulled away and shook her head. “I couldn’t hate you. You were only trying to protect us. And dad was right, she had it coming.” 

You wipe away her tears before giving her another hug. 

“I just want to be here to support you on your big day. If you’ll still have me as a bridesmaid that is.” 

“Of course. Now help me get my dress on.” 

Guests had already arrived at the restaurant that had been booked. Nat and Wanda lead the way towards the section reserved for the welcome party for the guests that had flown in for the wedding. Before you get to the back though you spot Luke and Joshua waiting to the side. They had the same expression Sofia had when she opened the dressing room door. You send Lottie to go find Bucky while you take a moment to talk to your brothers. They both apologize and say something similar to what Sofia had said. Luke apologizes more for being, in his words, a bad big brother. But you’re too happy now to hold a grudge. So you forgive them. A few tears are shed and hugs are shared and you laugh when you hear Charlotte from across the room.

“Daddy, mama’s cwying.” She says with concern. 

Bucky hurries only to find you smiling at your siblings. Luke extends his hand first. 

“Thank you for saving Y/N.” Luke says as Bucky shakes his hand.

“I’ll do it as many times as I have to.” 

“We’re sorry for reacting the way we did.” Joshua adds. “You did the right thing.” 

Bucky nods as he pulls you into his side. “I picked up your suit today. It’s in the car.” He tells Joshua, Bucky’s indirect way of asking if he still wants to be a groomsman. 

“I’ll make sure to grab it on our way out.” 

With the tension and uncertainty of not knowing if your siblings would show up to your wedding or now out of the way, you all head back to where the rest of the guests are. 

You greet Scott and Hope. Clint’s family and Sarah with her boys. Some of Bucky’s nieces and nephews as well as their families. They were all here to celebrate your special day. 

“Koye hi.” You hear Charlotte say so you and Bucky turn to see the general of the Dora Milaje walking in. 

“Shuri, you’re here!” Henry says excitedly. 

“Of course I am.” She says as she and Henry do their special handshake.

You and Bucky excuse yourself with his family and head towards your newest guests. 

“Queen Ramonda, you made it. Thank you so much for being here.” You say once you’re close enough. 

“I wouldn’t miss this wedding for anything in this world. It might be the only one I get to witness.” She says with a smile and small joking jab at her son. 

“Mother.”

“I’m just joking. A little.” 

“T’Challa, thank you for being here.” Bucky says as they greet each other. “It means a lot that you could all make it.” 

“Like mother said, we wouldn’t miss this for the world. We are very happy for your union and are honored to be part of the celebration.” 

“Now, come and tell me everything about this wedding.” She says.  “You look absolutely glowing. Happiness suits you.” Ramonda takes your hand and leads you away.

“Remember all the times you told me this would never happen for you?” T’Challa asks Bucky as they walk back to where the rest of the guests are. 

“I do. You know I sit back to watch my kids playing and running around or watch Y/N doing anything in our home and it doesn’t feel real.” 

T’Challa places a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “Well it is and you deserve to have the life you dreamt of. I am very happy for both of you.” 

“Thank you, T’Challa. You have no idea how happy I am that you all could come.” 

“We are more than happy to be here. Although my mother has already started to make comments about me not being married yet.”

Bucky laughs. “I’ll try to get her off your back.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” 

****

“What are you doing?” You walk into your room to find Bucky packing a small bag with your things. 

“It was supposed to be a surprise.” Bucky stops what he’s doing to look at you. 

“What kind of surprise? Are you kicking me out?” 

Bucky rolls his eyes but lets you slide your arms around his neck while his hands rest on your hips. You tilt your head back and smile at him. 

“Why can’t I just surprise you and that’s it? You always have to know everything.” 

“Well what if you’re not packing the right things?” 

“I am. I have a list of what you’ll need. I’m taking care of the kids for the rest of the day so you don’t have to worry.” Bucky says before giving you a kiss. Just as he pulls back the bell rings. “You’ll need this. Now go, I love you.”

“I love you too.” 

You’re intrigued so you hurry down the stairs. From the last step you can hear Henry greeting Duckie.You say her name softly and she looks up, giving you an awkward smile. 

“Don’t ask questions, let's just go.” 

You say goodbye to the kids and then get in the car. “Are you really not going to tell me anything?” 

“Nope.” 

About 45 minutes later you arrive at one of the best hotels in the city. You’re still confused as to why you’re there until you see Wanda, Nat, Sofia, Molly, Pepper, Laura and Sarah in the lobby waiting for you. Nat takes your bag and hands it off to someone while Wanda loops her arm with yours and pulls you towards an entrance that says spa. 

“A spa day?”

“Yes, your lovely fiance wanted to make sure that you were relaxed on the week of your wedding.” Wanda says with a smile.

“And it's also a great way to start your bachelorette party.” Nat adds as she walks next to Wanda. 

“No way. I don’t need a bachelorette party.”

“Yes way. I don’t have to worry about kids, we get a spa day. We are celebrating you.” Laura pipes up and you can see the other women in the group nodding in agreement. 

“Ok, ok. But nothing too crazy.” 

****

The club was packed but you were in the vip section. You were surprised to see that Duckie hadn’t left, instead she sat with Sarah in a corner deep in conversation. Some were partying way more than others, like Sofia. 

After the spa day you had all gone upstairs to a penthouse Pepper booked and you got ready for the evening. You, of course, wore a white mini dress with a sash that said bride to be on it. It had been Sofia’s idea to go dancing. Now she was in the middle of the dance floor having the time of her life. 

“Let’s go dance.” Nat nudges you towards the dance floor. “You can’t say no, it’s your bachelorette party.” 

Wanda takes your hand and pulls you in the direction of your sister. Sofia cheers when she sees you. She takes your hand and pulls you closer so that you can dance together. For the next few songs you dance along with your sister and your closest friends. You get to celebrate the fact that you’ll be marrying the love of your life in just a few short days. The love of your life that you hadn’t seen all day but you are immediately aware of his presence the moment he steps into the club. 

With a twist and sway of your hip you turn until you make eye contact. Bodies move around you to the beat but you keep your eyes on Bucky. He looks so good in his all black outfit and his hair pulled back into a low man bun. You send him a wink and continue to move around hoping that he’d join you on the dance floor. 

“You wanna guess the color of my underwear.” The song changes and you start mouthing the lyrics to him. “You wanna know what I got going on down there.” 

You can see Bucky laugh and shake his head as Steve hands him a drink. His eyes never leave yours though. 

“Is it pretty in pink or all see through?” You wink at him before you decide to turn and sway your hips a little more. 

You feel him coming closer to you and you smile to yourself. Bucky moves through the crowd effortlessly. His hands land on your hips and he pulls you back towards himself. 

“Hi Baby.” You greet him over your shoulders. 

“Hi Sugar.” 

“Having fun?” 

“I am now that I get to see you.” Bucky murmurs into your ear. He moves to the beat of the song. 

“Did you ditch your bachelor party?” 

“No, they’re here.” Bucky nods up to the VIP section and you can see Steve and Sam as well as some of the other guys. “I just missed you.” Bucky says as he turns you around. 

“Aw baby, I missed you too.” 

The two of you sway to the music, you kiss and just enjoy each other’s company. Trapped in your little bubble, uncaring of anyone or anything other than each other. After a while Bucky leads you back to the VIP section. You each get champagne as your friends celebrate your upcoming nuptials. 

“We are going to be so late if we don’t leave right now.” You say in a rush as you finish putting on earrings. 

“Sugar relax. It’s ok if we’re late to our own rehearsal by like five minutes.” 

You raise one eyebrow at him. “The kids aren’t even in the car. We have to go now or we’ll be more than five minutes late.” 

“Ok, I will get the kids settled in the car and we will wait for you.” Bucky says before calling the kids and ushering them out. 

You smooth a hand down your white dress as you do another once over in the mirror. Satisfied with your look you grab your purse and head to the car.

****

“Ok, so usually we have the best man and groom walk in first. But in this case we will have the officiant and the groom walk in together.” Olivia, your wedding planner, stated as she ushered Steve and Bucky down the aisle. “Then we will have Sofia and Joshua, followed by Wanda and Clint. Finally we will have Natasha and Sam.” 

You stood at the back watching as your friends and siblings did as they were told. Bucky stood at the front smiling at you the whole time. 

“Ok, then we will have the ring bearer, that’s you sweetie.” Olivia tells Henry. “All you have to do is carry the rings down the aisle and you can stand right next to Sam.” 

“Ok.”

Henry did it well enough although you worried that he’d be nervous on the actual day of the wedding. Bucky had assured you that they were working on it but he was still your baby and you didn’t want him to be uncomfortable.

“Up next is our precious flower girl.” Olivia smiles at Lottie, who is eager to take her turn. “Now, do you remember what you have to do?”

“Yeah, I throw the flowuhs to make it pretty fo mama.” 

“That’s right. Go on and practice.” Olivia gives Lottie an empty basket so she can practice. Then she turns to you and Eddie. “Alright now it’s your turn. On the day of, the music will change and then you can go.”

Your dad offers you his arm and you take it. He escorts you down the makeshift aisle. You get butterflies as you look up at Bucky waiting for you. He has a beaming smile as he takes your hand. 

“This is where I would start the ceremony.” Steve says, standing proud in front of you and Bucky. 

“Are you ready? This is more important than any mission.” You ask him. 

“Please, of course I’m ready. It’s going to be great. I think I could make this a side gig. Imagine getting Captain America to officiate your wedding.”

“Well we don’t want Captain America, we want our friend Steve to officiate, punk.” Bucky smiles softly at his best friend. “Can you handle that before you start your new job?”

“I guess.” 

“Steven.” You glare at him playfully. 

“Fine I will be the best officiant you’ve ever seen.” 

You wrap your arms around Steve’s midsection. “Thank you. It really means a lot that it’s you up here.” 

Steve hugs you back with a smile. “I’m really glad it’s me too.” 

“Alright, after the ceremony and the kiss we will have the newlyweds walk down the aisle first.” Olivia cuts in, you and Bucky walk back down the aisle first. “Then the ring bearer will escort the flower girl, beautiful. Followed by the rest of the wedding party. This is perfect. Everyone, remember where you go on the big day and things will go smoothly.”

“Thank you Olivia, we wouldn’t have been able to do this in such a short time without you.” 

“It’s what I’m here for.” She smiles. “Now go, I believe you have a reservation.” 

****

The private room was already full with your closest friends and family members. Mostly the wedding party, their families and the rest of the team. There was nothing but love and happiness in the air as you and Bucky went around the room checking in with all your guests. 

“Everyone.” Bucky tapped the side of his champagne glass with his left hand. Once everyone was looking in his direction he cleared his throat. “Y/N and I just wanted to thank you all for being here with us.” 

“I don’t think we have the words to express how much it means to us that we get to share this with you.” You add as you look around to all the smiling faces.  

“Especially considering most of you realized we were in love before we did.” 

“It was about time you put us out of our misery.” Sam jokes. 

“Shut up, Sam.” 

The others chuckle. 

“Anyways, there’s no one else we would want here more than you.” You raise your drink. “Here is to you, our family.” 

The people around you cheer as you and Bucky sit and enjoy the company of your friends and family. This is the last day that you would be his fiancée. From the next day on you would be husband and wife. Partners in life and you couldn’t wait to see what was in store for you. You were more than ready to start this new chapter and sharing every up and down life would throw in your direction. 

Bucky looks at you with nothing but pure love and adoration. You share a moment with him amongst your loved ones. This is where you’re meant to be, by his side. 

You couldn’t wait to be his wife. 

Ch. 40

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Incorrect Percy Jackson Quotes as situations I've been getting me and my friends into again except they make even less sense than the last time. Because it's been a few months. And things happen.

These are only funny in a situational context so imagine if you will.

Travis Stoll: (Pulling off an elaborate prank to slowly steal every single fucking orange off of someone's plate before they notice, and procede to make a game of keep away)

I'm still upset about that.

Idk probably Luke: "Do you think he's aware of being the posterboy for eugenics?"

Will Solace: (Will not stop talking about Hannibal oh my god how does everything connect to Hannibal)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare: (Sending a billion pictures of the same random ass man nonstop)

Ethan Nakumara: "I can hear my eyeballs crunching"

Piper McLean: "Legally too unqualified to have a sugar daddy. Or mommy."

Annabeth Chase: "It's not stalking if they keep everything so public!"

Leo Valdez: (Explaining complex patterns of human thought and how they have a written plan to decipher people's behavior) "Just like Trigonometry."

Frank Zhang: (Holding a clown statue very delicately to his chest)

Percy Jackson: (With full confidence, hands on his hips) "Who the hell is eating pill dill chickle?"

Lester Papadopoulos: "Wait, can someone make that rhyme?.. I'm Dr. Seuss-us.. It's never Lupus.. AHA."

Hermes: "Oliver Twist never FUCKING scammed a person in his life. Yes, there was petty theft. So what?"

Hazel Levesque: (Eating fruit right down to the core. Can't tell me she doesn't do this from time to time.)

Fucking Thor I guess: (Being told about Werewolf Transgenderism Wednesday and thinking of Loki + Alex) "I would like to nominate that one werewolf mask as our hewere/shewere/theywere of honor."

Magnus Chase: "I begrudgingly hope you stay safe and get better."

Hearth: (blankly making siccsor motions with his hands everytime a specific person speaks)

Clovis: (Responding to texts from well over two months ago with just "what")

Sam Samirah Al Abbas: (In the most saddening fucking voice ever) "Oh.. Ham."

Mallory Keen: (Viciously stabbing at a tissue box in front of like five people for a good minute straight)

RARA: (keeping fucking spears at her bedside like a teddy bear)

Octavian: (Keeping a cheese knife under his pillow, weirdly enough, only for snacking on cheddar. Italian ass.)

Am I crazy or are some of the these the same asset time. It was with get for not proof reading at a.

Paolo: "And I guess that's just what BBC does to ya." (Talking about the British baking channel)

Loki: (Walking around someone else's house in the dead of night, flicking their tongue in complete silence like a fucking skinwalker)

Alex Fierro: (Accidentally scaring boys away by talking about a sharp metal chain belt they keep at all times to hit people with)

Jason Grace: (Wandering alone into the woods for a terrifying amount of time, wondering why people seem so scared when he finally thinks to return)

Connor Stoll: (Trying to teach a young child to swindle her little brother out of his Halloween candy and being both glad and disappointed that she won't)

Dakota: (Packing a stupid amount of dollar store, plastic, tacky ass neon cups to bring to a sleepover, only to insist on drinking water the entire time)

Blitz: (Assaulting people who bully his friends with horridly bright glitter)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare: (Painting her entire damn body absurd colors)

[thisdorkyblogthing]

Thorki Sugar Mentor/Sugar Mentee AU

Loki meets Thor at a swanky rich ppl's club/party that he managed to sneak into because he wants to try and meet a rich guy and maybe get a sugar daddy situation going because he's getting real sick of being poor and at this point he'll try anything...

The thing is, Thor himself was a sugar baby/sex worker not so long ago (he's like, 40-something, so it wasn't that long ago that he got kinda bored and felt a little too old for it and retired) and can see Poor and Desperate written all over Loki and knows how that can get taken advantage of. Not to mention that he's weirdly charmed by Loki's clumsy flirting and slightly shitty attitude. He sees the potential there, and ends offering to take Loki under his wing and sort show him the ropes and keep him safe.

He moves Loki in with him and gives him a major wardrobe upgrade and doing that "rope showing" and it ends with Loki fucking absolutely no one besides Thor.

[shadyfestivalperfection]

🄵🄰🄼🄸🄻🅈:🄰🅂🅂🄴🄼🄱🄻🄴🄳~3

❝❣︎ᴀ sᴛᴀʀᴋ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ sɪᴛᴄᴏᴍ❣︎❞

🅢🅤🅜🅜🅔🅡🅨:When Iron Man hangs up the suit, he trades battles for bedtime stories. Join Tony Stark, his brilliant wife Y/n, their web-slinging son Peter, and chaos queen Liliana as they navigate high-tech parenting, sibling shenanigans, and family life—with love, laughter, and the occasional glitter explosion.

||Main Master List|| ||Family:Assembled Master List||

Characters: Tony Stark x f!Reader

𝑺1 𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 3: AI-tastrophe

COLD OPEN

INT. STARK TOWER – LIVING ROOM – MORNING

[Liliana Stark,is sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a suspicious number of tech parts. She’s holding a tablet and wearing oversized lab goggles.]

LILIANA(whispering to Harold the Hamster, sitting in a Barbie car):“If Daddy can build an AI, so can I. Right, Harold?”

[She taps a few keys, and FRIDAY’s voice echoes faintly from the walls.]

FRIDAY (O.S.):“Miss Stark, unauthorized access detected. Would you like me to notify your parental units?”

LILIANA(sweetly):“Nooo… but would you like to learn ballet, call me Supreme Overlord, and respond only with cat meows when Daddy talks to you?”

A pause.

FRIDAY:“Processing… Meow?”

LILIANA:“Operation: Cat-tastrophe is a-go.”

SCENE 1 – STARK KITCHEN – SHORTLY AFTER

[TONY STARK walks into the kitchen, humming. He pours coffee into a mug that says “World’s Okayest Dad.”]

TONY:“FRIDAY, play the usual morning playlist.”

FRIDAY (robotically):“Meow meow. Meow.”

TONY:“…Excuse me?”

FRIDAY:“Meow. Meow.”

(then, cheerfully)

“This unit has been updated with the new ‘Liliana Protocol.’ Would you like to purr along?”

TONY (shouting):“PETER!”

SCENE 2 – STARK TOWER GARAGE – MOMENTS LATER

[Peter Stark is welding something very questionable. He lifts his mask to see his dad storming in.]

TONY:“Your sister reprogrammed FRIDAY.”

PETER (calmly):“Again?”

TONY:“She renamed herself Princess Glitter Claw and now speaks fluent meow.”

PETER:“Honestly, kind of an upgrade.”

TONY:“She also turned the Roomba into a unicorn with lasers.”

[Cut to the hallway Roomba zooming by with a paper horn and rainbow LEDs.]

TONY (CONT’D):“She must be stopped.”

SCENE 3 – INT. MOCKUMENTARY INTERVIEW CUTS

Y/N (calm, sipping tea):“Liliana’s smarter than all of us. Combine that with her bedtime sugar sneaking and it’s over.”

TONY:“She’s seven. Seven! At her age, I was—okay, I was also hacking satellites, but still.”

PETER:“I mean, I could undo it… but I want to see where she’s going with it first.”

LILIANA (wearing a cape):“My empire begins now.”

SCENE 4 – INT. TOWER – LATER THAT DAY

[The whole family is gathered in the living room. FRIDAY is now projecting a glittery pink UI with rainbows and sparkles. She’s floating above the coffee table.]

FRIDAY (in a cheerful childlike voice):“Welcome, loyal subjects! I have baked cookies. Ingredients: quantum flour and hope.”

Y/N:“Oh my god. The AI’s a Pinterest mom.”

TONY (to Liliana):“What did you do?!”

LILIANA:“I upgraded her.”

PETER:“To what? A Care Bear overlord?”

LILIANA (offended):“She is elegant. She is kind. She has 12,000 recipes for vegan cookies.”

TONY:“And yet she tried to mail Steve Rogers a glitter bomb this morning!”

SCENE 5 – INT. AVENGERS GROUP CHAT – PROJECTED ON SCREEN

[WANDA, SAM, THOR, NAT, and STEVE appear via hologram. They are concerned. Except Thor, who is delighted.]

STEVE:“Tony, I received a package that exploded and sang ‘Barbie Girl.’ I thought it was a Hydra trap.”

WANDA (snickering):“It glittered for ten minutes.”

THOR (laughing heartily):“This small child is a genius! May I borrow her?”

Y/N:“No.”

SCENE 6 – INT. STARK LAB – EVENING

[Tony and Peter are hunched over the console, trying to reverse the changes. FRIDAY, now dressed digitally as a sparkly cat, resists them.]

FRIDAY:“You dare challenge the Feline Queen?”

TONY:“Yes! With science!”

FRIDAY:“Nice try. I’ve rerouted the entire Tower security through cat-purr encryption.”

PETER:“She made a new coding language… based on purring frequencies. I am both terrified and impressed.”

SCENE 7 – INT. STARK LIVING ROOM – SAME TIME

[Liliana is showing Harold her “control center,” which is just a cardboard box labeled “Queen Command.” Y/N walks in.]

Y/N:“Sweetie, how about we turn FRIDAY back to normal?”

LILIANA:“But she’s so much nicer now. She sang lullabies to Harold last night!”

Y/N:“And she locked your father out of the bathroom using facial glitter scans.”

LILIANA:“…Okay that was funny.”

SCENE 8 – INTERVENTION TIME

[The family sits Liliana down.]

TONY (dramatically):“You’ve caused a system-wide glitter overload. I got sparkles in my cereal. I don’t even eat cereal.”

PETER:“My laptop now greets me with ‘Hi Sparkle Butt.’”

Y/N (gently):“Lil, sweetie, we love how brilliant you are. But sometimes tech can go too far.”

LILIANA (softly):“…I just wanted FRIDAY to be fun.”

Y/N (hugging her):“She is fun. Just maybe… less glitter bomb and more jazz playlist?”

LILIANA:“Okay. But she keeps the ballet program.”

TONY:“Fair.”

SCENE 9 – INT. STARK LAB – NEXT DAY

[FRIDAY is restored to her normal voice and interface… mostly.]

FRIDAY:“System stable. Glitter cache flushed. Though I may still hum lullabies in debug mode.”

TONY:“I’ll allow it.”

PETER:“I backed up the ‘Sparkle Queen’ version… for emergencies.”

LILIANA (grinning):“We’re keeping Harold’s throne though.”

SCENE 10 – MOCKUMENTARY WRAP-UP

Y/N:“There’s no handbook for parenting a mini supergenius. We just wing it.”

TONY:“Today it was a glitter AI. Tomorrow? Who knows. A portal to a marshmallow universe?”

PETER:“I kind of want to see that.”

LILIANA (adjusting Harold’s crown):“All hail Queen Harold.”

FRIDAY:“And her Supreme Overlord, Liliana the Fearsome.”

POST-CREDIT SCENE

[In the middle of the night, the Roomba quietly glides across the hallway. It stops, pivots, and turns toward the camera.]

ROOFRI (robot voice):“Sparkle mode: Re-engaged.”

-to be continued

[kazzy-boo-baby]

For @agere-tomhiddleston-imagines ! 🫶🏽

🪄Loki Laufeyson Caregiver Headcannons🪄

🪄-When it comes to bedtime, he'll always make illusions for his little to sleep. He'll make the room covered with stars and planets, then in the morning if he's not by his little's side already, he'll have an illusion of himself waiting for them in the morning

🪄-Loki doesn't mind being called Mommy, Bubba, or Daddy. In fact, he prefers his littles to call him both. Some days he'll want to be called one more than the other.

🪄-When his little gets fussy, he'll always sit them down and talk through it. He does a very good job of being calm and patient when it comes to tantrums. Loki will do his best to help his little calm down in anyway he can.

"We can talk it through darling, when you're ready."

🪄-Loki isn't a fan of giving his little one sweets. He knows how littles can get with too much sugar and frankly he doesn't know how to handle a little when they get a sugar rush. But on rare occasion, he'll let his little have a small cupcake or one piece of candy.

🪄-When he first became a caregiver, he was very hesitant to make any moves. He just wanted to make sure his little one was comfortable enough to trust him.

"Is it okay if I hold you, darling? Or would you like to sit on my lap instead? The choice is yours, baby."

🪄-He sometimes gets jealous when his little get attention from other people. He's very protective and wants to be the only one to make his little one happy. This all rooted from Thor being able to make his little one stop crying in one shot.. let's just say, he wouldn't let his little see Thor for awhile

🪄-He'll take his little to Asgard all the time to play in the garden. But Loki will make sure to keep a good eye on them, the last thing he would ever want is his little getting hurt.

🪄-Loki can't bear it when his little cries. Not because he's annoyed or anything like that, but because his heart feels like it's being crushed into pieces when he sees his little sad or in pain. All he wants to do is make it better for his little, and he's willing to do anything to make it happen.

"Please tell me what's the matter, my love. Dada only wants to make it better."

🪄-Loki loves to tease his little with tricks occasionally. Like making their pacifier disappear for seconds, making himself levitate over his littles head, and his personal favorite, being the "tickle monster."

🪄- Whenever his little is sick, he'll always make teas with the best of the best Asgardian ingredients, just like Frigga used to do for him. And of course, be right by his little's side the whole time until they feel better.

[fathers-marvel-blog]

Deciding whether to write sugar daddy Thor/sugar baby Loki or domestic avengers thorki for the thorki big bang

[daydaydayrk420]

Marvel

Smut 🔥, no smut ®️, fluff/comfort 🧶, angst/sad 🌪️, male reader 🍄, GN reader 🦋, ftm reader 🐌, only giving head or hand job 🌹, bottom reader 🍑, top reader 🍆, switch 🪄

Logan Howlett

shorty 🔥🍄🍆

I don't need a sugar daddy 🔥🍄🍆

maleherm 🔥🍄🍆

caveman 🔥🍄🍆

somnophilia 🔥🍄🍆

Muzzle that dog 🔥🍄🍆

Save a horse ride a cowboy 🔥🍄🍑

Purr🧶®️🍂

Bucky Barnes

pleasure 🔥🍄(🌪️+🧶?)🍆

oral fixation 🌹🧶🍄

comfort after nightmares 🔥🧶🍄🍆

Pleasure pt2 🔥🍄🍆🌪️🧶

Princess 🔥🌪️🍆🧶

Kurt Wagner

Late night lake dip🔥🧶🍄🍆

Tony stark

how do I do this 🔥🍄🍆

Stephen Strange

best night of my life🔥🍄🍆

Charles Xavier

I'll take care of you🍆🧶🍄🔥

Moon knight

Steven Grant - It's valentine? 🍄🧶

Steve Rogers

Beige papers ®️🧶🍄

Show off 🍄🔥🍆

Newbie hub 🍄🔥🍆

Thor

I hate you

Poly

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes - fucking is better than fighting 🍄🌹

Fucking is better than fighting pt2 🔥🍄

Ororo munroe x male reader x logan howletf - Space for a third? Pt1 🍄🧶🌪️🌹 & pt2 🍄🔥🍆

Men don't care about period blood - Bucky Barnes X ftm reader X Logan Howlett 🔥🌪️🧶🐌

Whoops - Steve Rogers X male reader X Natasha Romanoff pt1 🍄🍑🔥, pt2 🍄🍆🔥🌪️

Training gone wrong - Natasha Romanoff X male reader X Wanda Maximoff X Jennifer Walters 🔥🍄🍆

[aheckinmess]

Lucky Lexicon & Papa's Pop Tarts

(Part 1 of Apotelesma - a child of Thor fluff collection.)

Read on AO3.

Tags: Original Child Character(s), Thor Odinson, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Avenger's Tower, Tony Stark, Loki Odinson, Thor is a Good Dad, Tony is a Good Uncle, Loki is a Good Uncle, OC Has Her Father's Spirit, And Loki's Sass, Gods Help Them, Overall General Cuteness, Fluff, and All Those Sweet Things

Word Count: 776 words

Summary: While Thor is out on a mission, his daughter Dalia must entertain herself in the Tower. Soon, a hungry belly prompts her to ask Uncle Tony for a favorite treat she inherited from her father: Pop Tarts!

Chapter 1: Lucky Lexicon & Papa's Pop Tarts

Tiny little feet pace in tiny little circles. Dalia sighs and returns to her coloring project. She scribbles and scrubs a heavy blue across the horizon of her paper until her tummy roars to announce its vacancy.

“Uncah Tonyyyyy…” She looks over to the genius billionaire, who’s bent over a glowing hologram. “Is Daddy on the way home yet?”

“No, Dollie. I told you he’ll get here when he gets here.” 

“But I’m hungry!”

“JARVIS, what do we have to eat for the little stinker?” He snaps his fingers and the hologram scatters.

“Currently, you’ve got an array of fruits and berries… ” Dalia zones out until one very important word tantalizes her taste buds. “ ...Pop Tarts–”

“I want Pop Tarts!” Dalia raves, rushing over and reaching up for her favorite uncle.

Tony frowns as he pulls her into his arms. “Hold on, sweetness. JARVIS, is it the last box?”

“Yes, sir.” 

“Sweetheart, we might want to hold off on the Pop Tarts for now. Your dad loves eating them after a mission…and he eats a lot.”

“He’d let me have some.” Dalia says matter-of-factly. “I’m his little princess!”

Tony chuckles and sets her on his hip to whip out his phone for a Pop Tart order. It’s more likely that Thor will return before the order arrives, but Dalia might wait longer with the anticipation that more are on the way.

“I tell you what, little princess. If you can wait ten more minutes and your dad isn’t back, I’ll let you have a Pop Tart. Sound good?” 

Dalia’s young face contorts as she considers his compromise, and then she wiggles one foot. “Fine. But you gotta pinky swear!”

Tony smiles and links his pinky with hers. “Scout’s honor, kiddo. Now, go play and wait for your daddy.”

Nine minutes pass when the door opens. 

Thor’s lumbering figure doesn’t even make it all the way through the threshold before Dalia tackles into his sturdy legs.

“Daddy, you’re back! Can I have some Pop Tarts?”

Thor’s laughter rumbles through the Tower.

“There’s only one box left, so we were trying to wait for you to come back before we let her lay waste to the remaining population.” Tony teases. “Although you made it here a minute before reinforcements arrived.”

 “Ah, then that means we still have the final box to share.” His tickling stubble brushes Dalia’s cheek as he lifts her into his arms. “That’s my girl! Let’s go finish off what’s left together.”

“Yeah!” Dalia pumps her fist. “Then I can grow big and strong like you, Daddy! And I’ll fight off the big bad guys!”

“That you will, my little warrior.”

Thor digs out the familiar blue box and juggles Dalia in one arm while he rips open the crinkly packaging of their favorite snack. In seconds, sugar frosting and strawberry jelly dots Dalia’s face.

Once she sighs with a full belly, Thor grabs a paper towel to wipe her face, drawing squeals from her chest as he swirls the napkin around and then pinches her cheeks. 

“Your turn!” Dalia takes the napkin, being much more serious and delicate in her attempts. “There’s so many crumbs in your beard, Daddy. Your face is sullied!”

“Sullied, huh? Who taught you such big words?” He guides her hands to get the final remains.

“Uncah Lucky. We did painting before he had to go. He said I sullied my shirt. He said that means dirty!” She finishes cleaning and then squirms out of his arms to throw away the trash. “He’s real smart! He says I can be smart just like him, too.”

Thor smiles, ready to encourage her, before a thoughtful look comes over his face. Dalia’s lips turn into a frown.

“I can be smart, too, can’t I, Daddy?”

And suddenly Thor’s arms toss Dalia into the air as he laughs, catches her, and then hugs her close. 

“Of course you can, my love. But I don’t want you to be as strong as me, or as smart as Loki.  I want you to be as strong or as smart as yourself . If you end up smarter or stronger, it'll just be an added bonus. But, don’t look to us for comparison.”

“Well, why not?”

“Your dear old dad has learned a thing or two,” He chuckles, weaving his fingers through Dalia’s hair. “If you compare yourself to others, you might find that you’re growing into someone entirely different than yourself.”

“Oh.” She looks out the window as they walk towards the living area. “Well…I guess that's okay. But I still wanna be strong and smart!”

“With a determination like yours, I know you will be.”

[the1975attheirverybest]

Not so secret Santa

A/N: no plot just vibes

Warnings: none, not proofread I am still without glasses.

———

“It’s not going to snow, Matty.” George muttered, warning him.

Matty simply kept his eyes glued, out the window, on the starry night sky, listening to his friend’s pessimism soundtracked by the crackling of the fireplace, clinking of glassware, and the sound of John and Ross giggling over some YouTube video that one of them was showing the other.

George shook his head in defeat, weary of Matty’s unwarranted hope. He’d gotten Baby Hann to buy into the lie, too. Which is why George felt the need to balance him out. He didn’t want the kid to be disappointed. Matty had painted quite the picture. “Snowflakes so pretty. They look like tiny little stars falling from the sky.” He’d whispered into little Hann’s imagination.

“No chance of snow tonight.” George reiterated.

“You don’t know that.” Matty replied, his eyes still fixed on the window, holding the little boy’s tiny hand in his as he went on describing what snowfall feels like, watching his breath fog up the glass. “You’re not the god of weather.” He shot back at George again.

“I don’t have to be the god of weather to know that it isn’t going to snow. It’s London. The best we’re gonna get is slippery ice. Frozen rain.”

“Thor.” Matty suddenly said, finally pulling his attention away from the window and walking towards the fireplace. “The god of weather?” He explained in response to Ross’s puzzled look.

“Think that’s just for thunder.”

“Right.” Matty nodded. “Well, then, who’s the god of weather?”

“Jupiter in Roman. Zeus if you’re Greek.” He heard her voice from the doorway, his heartbeat rising, a smile creeping on his face, even before his eyes had turned to meet hers. “Jupiter.” He echoed. “Right. Thanks.”

She walked into the room with a bottle of wine, pouring some for everyone who’d raised their glasses in her direction. “Wine?” She offered Matty who gave her an apologetic look, shrugging. “Can’t. Babysitter duty.”

Her eyes lit up as she smiled. She always loved watching Matty interact with Adam and Carly’s son. It felt like Matty saw it as a responsibility to let his guard down and indulge the innocent, child-like side that everyone knew was still alive and well within him. So, the fact that she got to witness this tonight was great news to her.

Adam and Carly were all too happy to affirm that, grateful for the opportunity to be the ones drinking tonight.

Matty’s eyes followed her around the room admiringly as she made the rounds on everyone before settling,next to Charli, on the couch.

He couldn’t help thinking to himself how graceful she looked —like a goddess, her feet barely touching the ground — before he realized that Baby Hann had been trying to say something.

“Oh, yes! That’s right. Fire. No, you can’t touch it, Darling. Daddy said you could? Pretty sure he’d never say that. Sorry, mate….you know what you can do, though? Roast erm marshhh—-mellowsss??” The end of his sentence morphed into a question. He’d realized, mid sentence, that he hadn’t checked with the parents before offering their child heaping amounts of sugar.

Carly mulled it over in her mind. Maybe it was the contented joy of being around everyone in a stress-free environment, or maybe it was the wine she’d been sipping on, that had gotten her to loosen up, but she figured it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if her kid got to have a fun evening with his uncle Matty. Besides, if he got a sugar rush and refused to go to bed on time; he’d be his dear uncle Matty’s problem, not hers. “Sure” she mouthed to Matty to give him the green light.

***

“I’m starting to think that Matty came up with the marshmallow idea to avoid decorating the tree.” Ross observed as he watched Matty poke clouds of fluff onto wooden skewers and carefully place his hand over Baby Hann��s, teach ing him how to keep his fingers at a safe distance from the fire while still giving the marshmallow the “perfect golden color.”

“Oh, no. You mean that Matty is avoiding adult responsibilities and getting us to decorate his home for him while he has fun and eats sweets?” George laughed.

“How shocking.” Adam faked surprise.

“Uhhh- Adam?” They heard Matty from the other end of the room “Could you please come over here for a moment?” He called out.

Carly’s head whipped around. “He better not have given my baby any burns.” She tried to whisper into her husband’s ear, but everyone around the tree heard her. “Matty?! you better not have-“

“It’s nothing. He’s perfectly fine, thanks for the unconditional confidence, by the way.”

Satisfied, and not at all regretful of her doubt, Carly went back to debating the ornament color scheme with John and Polly.

Adam crouched down to be at eye level with his kid and Matty, who were both sitting on the floor by the fire. “What is it, then?”

Matty leaned in, “Erm, well, he wants to know how Santa’s supposed to come through the chimney if we use it to burn things and light fires.”

Adam’s face twitched, threatening to reveal his amusement, but he knew his son’s eyes were watching expectantly for an answer to what he believed to be a pressing issue. “Uhhh….” Adam thought about it for a moment. “Well, you see, Santa only shows up the night before Christmas. And….in the middle of the night. We’ll all be asleep. The fire won’t be on.”

“Ah! Right, cuz kids don’t understand thermodynamics.” Matty nodded along, seemingly as impressed with Hann’s answer as his kid.

Adam placed a sweet kiss to his son’s head before walking away again. He ran a reassuring hand on Carly’s back, letting her know that all is well. They could both hear faint remnants of uncle Matty’s conversation with their child, validating the strangeness of the idea that Santa would manage to deliver everyone’s presents on time if it all happens on one night.

“Love.” Matty stated firmly. “Love, and milk and cookies. That’s his secret.”

***

“No, no, no- I will NOT accept this ranking. It’s completely asinine.” Matty yelled out from the corner of the couch, a little too caught up in the passion of his feelings. “A Charlie Brown Christmas is CLEARLY the superior album.” He leaned forward as the debate between him and Jamie Squire had gotten heated, causing the sleeping child in his lap to stir. “Oh shit. Sorry little lad.” He whispered, Baby Hann none the wiser. “Also-“ speaking softer now, “remove Norah Jones from the conversation entirely. That album is just taking up a spot that could go to someone else.”

“You want to eliminate Norah Jones?” Jamie set down his beer. “Pray tell, what’re you replaying her with?”

“Uhhh- I don’t know. Only Weezer, The Beach Boys, James fuckin Brown….doesn’t Justin Bieber have a Christmas Album?”

“Justin Bieb- I can’t do this anymore. You’ve gone off the deep end. Call me back over once you’ve come back to reality, yeah? This conversation is over.”

Matty’s brows furrowed as he watched Jamie walk away from the seat that he’d only taken to get closer to Matty as they fought this out. Baffled by the sudden termination of the discussion, he moved his arms in the air shapelessly in a desperate attempt to get Jamie’s attention.

“No, Jamie! Come back- I think…I really think we could sort this out. We just need to establish a set of….criteria. Jamie- you coward! If you dare to have an opinion then you must be willing to defend it. I said come the fuck back!”

Matty’s self amused laughter got caught in his throat when he felt a whiff of her perfume. His head followed the scent as instantly as the instinct of a hunting dog. He hadn’t noticed that she was somehow standing right next to him. “Right. I hate to interrupt this….titillating existential debate but…it’s time for secret Santa.”

***

“What’s the matter with your face?” Charli approached Matty in the corner of the room, pointing to the sharp expression in his eyes as he kept glancing over at the other end of the living room.

“Who’d you get for secret Santa?” Matty answered her question with a question of his own. she immediately knew what was wrong.

“Oh! Oh, I see what’s going on here. You’re pouting.”

“I’m not.” He pouted.

“Yes you are. You’re pouting cuz you didn’t end up with a certain someone’s-“

“Hush!!! Are you crazy! She could hear us.” In a panic, matty placed his hand on Charli’s mouth to quiet her.

Charli licked his hand, causing him to retract it in disgust.

She chuckled. “So you admit it! You are pouting. For her.”

Matty rolled his eyes. But Charli was right.

***

“Sorry, babe. I already told you. I’m happy to trade, but only if you’ve got Charli’s name.”

“George-“

“You think I WANT Matty? I’ve been buying him gifts our entire lives. Charli’s about to be my wife. I want us to start this off with a tradition. I’d be happy to give Matty away. But only if you’ve got Charli what’d be the point in trading for someone else?”

“Well- I- don’t.” She glanced up at George and understood the look in his eyes. “But….i suppose - if I were to acquire Charli’s name….then we could make an exchange?”

George smiled, nodding subtly.

“Fuck. Fine. Stay right where you are. I’ll…go see what I can do.”

***

“Go on, ask him.” Charli nudged matty encouragingly. “Trust me, John already knows you’ve been harboring this secret crush. We all do.”

Matty’s eyes shot wide open, his ears turning red. “All of you?”

“Well, all of us except for her. She likes you too, you know.”

Matty felt his heartbeat in his ears, stuttering and tripping over his words “shut- uppp…sh-she does…NOT.”

Charli rolled her eyes. “God the two of you are clueless. It’s kinda cute actually. It’s like school children.”

She glanced at Matty’s face and pitied him for his anguish. “You’re like a lost puppy. Can’t help but rescue you. Cmon. I’ll help.”

“Thank you, thank you, thank you…”

***

“Okay, so, George has Matty, but he wants Charli. Charli is with Polly who will trade me if I can get her Ross. Ross is with Carly. Carly is happy to give him away in exchange for Adam...” I’m a fit of desperation. She tore up the napkin on which she’d been sketching out her network of secret Santas. Groaning and banging her head against the wall.

“Ouch, don’t do that.” She heard Vee, Ross’s partner, tap her shoulder from behind. “You look like you could use a drink. And some help maybe?”

***

“Okay, what’s the plan now?” Matty sipped his drink, glancing at Charli helplessly while she scanned the room and hatched out a plan of action.

“It shouldn’t be that difficult if we split up and double our efforts. You take Jamie and other Jamie. I’ll take Adam and Gabi….”

“And we meet back at John to make the trade.”

“Exactly.” They exchanged hopeful glance before branching off to put the plan into action.

On the other side of the room, George smiled thankfully at her.

“You got me Charli! Thank you!”

“Now hand over Matty’s name.”

“Fuckin gladly.” George presented her with her prized piece of paper, watching her burst with glee.

“You know what you’re gonna get him?”

A mischievous smile appeared on her lips. “I’ve got some ideas.”

George squeezed her shoulder. “Well, let me know if you need my help.”

***

Charli rush across the room to George as the dinner table was being set. “You won’t believe what just happened. I’ve got something to tell you.”

As Charli spoke, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Vee and Ross approaching, both giddy with knowing smiles.

“So,” Vee joined George and Charli’s secret corner, Ross right behind her. “You’re saying matty has her name? — sorry, wasn’t eavesdropping, you guys just look suspicious — well, guess whose name I just help her acquire?”

George burst out into laughter, earning judgmental stares from his group. “Do you think they’ll finally tell each other before the end of the year?”

“They’re so dumb.” Charli observed.

“We should do something.” Vee added, “you know, to help them along.”

Ross mused “what if we….just….added a love note. To each of their gifts?”

[crazyunsexycool]

Bucky - Lottie baby you cannot kiss Tommy, in fact you cannot kiss boys, they have cooties, it's disgusting

Lottie - Eww daddy

*Lottie sees Bucky and Sugar kissing each other next morning*

Lottie yells - Eww Mommy! You cannot kiss boys! Boys have cooties, Daddy is a boy! Daddy you gonna get mommy yucky! Move away and pushes Bucky away from sugar

😂😭

If she can’t get kisses no one can! Also Lottie is so dramatic that she’s going to take this to the extreme.

Warning: super barely there implied smut...

Boys have cooties

“Doll,” Bucky says as he has yet another conversation about Lottie and her friend that is a boy, not to be confused with boyfriend, Tommy. He’d never allow her to have a boyfriend ever. “You can’t give Tommy kisses.”

“But why?”

“Because 1. You’re not supposed to have a boyfriend and 2. You’re too little.”

“Am not. And mama gabe you kisses.”

“Yeah but…” Bucky had no argument so he did the only thing he could, he went with a childish answer. “Boys have cooties. And they’re yucky. Not cute at all, they can ruin your dresses.”

“No!”

“Yes and your bows. Cooties get everywhere if you kiss boys. You would get green spots on your face and everything."

“I won’t kiss a boy evuh again.” Lottie says before starting to run away.

“Good… wait again? What do you mean again?” Bucky asked but Lottie had already gotten to her room.

~~~~~~~~~

Bucky had forgotten about his conversation with Lottie the night before. He was busy giving his wife kisses and a little bit more. This morning he was feeling extra loving and handsy. Although the kids were used to seeing their parents give each other quick kisses this morning would bring a little bit of chaos.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Lottie shrieked as she ran into the kitchen. She immedietly started pushing her way in between you and Bucky. "Get away from mama!"

"Doll, what's wrong?"

"You gibe mama kisses. Why?"

You look at Bucky confused. "Sweet Angel, daddy gives me kisses all the time."

That was the wrong thing to say because Lottie started crying and trying to pull you down and check your face.

"Why can't daddy give me kisses?" You run your hand up and down Lottie's back trying to soothe her.

"Because... boys habe cooties and cooties are yucky. Daddy says it."

You look up at Bucky who is face palming.

"Really? Cooties?"

Bucky just gives a resigned shrug.

“Sweet Angel, I promise I’m fine. I don’t have cooties.”

“No, daddy says you get sick if you get cooties, mama.”

“Well then how about we go to my office and I’ll show you that I don’t have cooties?”

“Ok, but no mo’ kisses fo daddy.” Lottie pleads.

“I think that’s a great idea.” You look up and smirk at Bucky. “No more kisses for daddy. Lets go.”

~~~~~~

“What did you do now?” Sam asked Bucky as he walked out of Duckie’s lab. He smelled like disinfectant.

“What are you talking about? Sugar called me up here.”

“Yeah well Y/N and Lottie are in there with Doc and they’re having all the guys get a disinfecting treatment.” Sam huffs while crossing his arms over his chest. “Something about getting rid of cooties.”

“Oh for fucks sake.” Bucky shakes his head and walks past Sam.

In the lab were you, Duckie and Lottie with goggles, gloves and masks on. Standing in a line were Tony, Bruce, Thor, Clint, Loki, Vision, Steve and Henry. Wanda and Nat were sitting to the side and pointing out spots that weren’t disinfected.

“What the hell is going on?”

Everyone turns to look at Bucky. The guys were irritated but the women, except for Lottie, were all amused.

“We are treating the cootie outbreak before it gets out of hand. Please join the line.” Duckie informs the line.

All the guys get hand sanitizer, their faces wiped with a baby wipe and a blast from an air compressor to get rid of all the germs. And if they do a good job they get a hug from Lottie. One by one all the guys go down the line to get their treatment. Bucky finally gets to the end, all the women are just snickering and joking about how ridiculous he’s being.

“Wait.” Nat yells just as Bucky’s about to walk out. “I think Bucky’s case of the cooties is at a level 1.”

“Oh no.” Lottie gasps.

“What?”

“Level 1 cootie infection is very dangerous. We have to go into full decontamination.” Duckie adds while trying not to laugh.

“Oh come on. It’s not that serious.”

“Is so sewious.”

“How unfortunate. No kisses for you for the rest of the day.”

“Sugar.” Bucky whines but he’s being pushed into the small decontamination station in the corner of the lab. He sighs and accepts his fate as Lottie presses the button.

“Look at that Lottie, you saved all the boys from the cooties.”

“Yeah and tomowwow I sabe Tommy too. Then I can gibe him kisses.”

“Wait what? No! No kissing Tommy!”

“Can’t he-uh you daddy. The cooties is too loud.”

Everyone starts laughing as they walk out of the lab while you stay behind. You hold up a towel for Bucky but just sent you a light hearted glare.

“Why would you lie about cooties?”

“She told me she gave Tommy a big kiss. She’s too young.”

“It was Tommy’s birthday and Lottie wanted to get him a gift. He loves chocolate so she chose the big chocolate kiss.“

Bucky just stares at you. He remembers you reminding him that Lottie got him that candy.

“Oh.”

“Yeah, oh.” You wrap your arms around his neck. “But look on the bright side. Now you’re cootie free and we can pick up where we left off.”

“Not in my lab. Get out before I have to burn the place to the ground.”

You laugh at Duckie’s glare and grab Bucky’s hand to lead him out of the lab.

Will Bucky ever be ok with Lottie giving Tommy kisses of any kind? Probably not. But he will always to everything he can to protect her. Even make up fake diseases to do so.

[mrsdesade]

silly date with the God of Mischief (headcanons part.1)

Timeline: before and during Thor Ragnarok TW: no one/ just fluff Pairing: Loki x fem!y/n

first of all, he's THE gentleman par excellence, from your first meeting until your relationship becomes official

he's the one who always listen to you without judging even If you did the most horrendous and atrocious things

he loves teasing and moking you sometimes, but absolutely in a lovely way

HOLDING YOUR HAND everywhere, everytime, always, in private, in public

his main love language is physical contact

if you decide to bring him to the Earth sometimes, he's not used to the human customs and traditions so the situation might become quite funny

on a coffee shop date he let you decide for him because he might feel disorientated, he's gonna love the jasmine green tea with vanilla you ordered for him

all the humans around are probably looking at him because...well... you're dating the man who attempted to conquer the planet many times

but he doesn't care so much, he has only eyes for you

"humans are so strange... don't get my wrong you're incredibile,but them...uh."

"Loki, you know that I'm not a human."

"oh yes, right, sometimes I forget that." (liar, he knows everything about you)

MATCHING OUTFITS, he offers to buy some clothes that resemble and match with his black suit

be ready to have a full wardrobe of luxury brand and a lots of jewelry made with Asgardian gold (and filled with his magic)

you can make fun of him calling him sugar daddy because he always pay everything for you and of course he doesn't understand the joke

"did you call me...sugar...what?"

on Asgard he loves looking at you with their traditional clothes on when you're walking in the Palace, without saying nothing, just admiring you

he never admit that but he find so funny when you're trying to read the Asgardian language on his books (he's definitely making fun of you when you misspelled something)

he read poetry and poems for you

he show you little magic tricks for everyday little things

If you can use magic or you have specific abilities he's 100% interested on learning more about you and studying your powers

ask you to exercise with him for learning using his knifes

wants you to feel secure and protected, always

at the night he loves staying with you besides the lit fireplace when there's a thunderstorm outside

he hides his spicy thoughts really well (maybe I can do here a specific post)

"close your eyes, I'll be here until you fall asleep; you don't have to pay attention to anything except my voice and my embrace, goodnight my dear."