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crazyunsexycool · 3 months ago

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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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kazzy-boo-baby · 10 months ago

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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.

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the1975attheirverybest · 1 year ago

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Not so secret Santa

A/N: no plot just vibes

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

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“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?”

#matty healy fanfiction #matty healy fanfic #matty healy fluff #matty healy oneshot #matty healy x y/n #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you

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mrsdesade · 1 year ago

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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

Note: this is my first time posting my stuff like this please be kind, English isn't even my native language so I'm trying my best; hope you enjoy 💚

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."

For now we're done! Hope you enjoyed and as well I hope to being able to do a part two really soon 💚

Kisses~

#loki laufeyson #loki series #loki #loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki x you #loki headcanons #loki fanfic #loki fandom #marvel fanfiction #marvel #my post #writing #loki fluff

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dearest-painter · 2 years ago

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My little girl

summary:When your parents don’t care what you do,what you eat,what you say,what you wear,or how you look or throw you out in the cold with only slippers,a t shirt,and shorts you do anything to survive the world is Gotham especially little old Y/N. She is known to steal just so she can survive the streets of Gotham. Once you run away to New York and still have the same life you gain some attraction especially with hero’s,villain,anti hero’s,and vigilantes.

TW/CW:Yandere behavior, unhealthy behavior, unhealthy relationship,abusive behavior.abusive relationship,being force to grow up,Title from ‘Daddy issues by the neighborhood’,Y/N’s parents fully neglects Y/N to the point their basically homeless,SELF HARM,kidnapping,drugging,sedation,stalking,murder,death,villains being better parents then Y/N’s real parents,threatening,death threats,abuse

The coldness comfort you usually but now your running away from the only home you knew,Gotham city but you knew it was better to leave. Your parents never cared honestly and you knew it as they’ve thrown you out in the middle of the snow with barely any cloths,you had to steal proper clothes for you and the people who gave shelter to you. Sighing as you watched the places go by you saw all the heroes that didn’t do Jack shit for you when in need

It was always the villains that save you,Deadshot would always give you a ceral bar,the sirens would take you around town treating you like a daughter or sister,killer croc would let you sleep on his back while he went through the sewer,bloodsport would make you stay around him while he got you food and clothes. They were the best as they took care of you. Your parents didn’t care about your mental health or physical health but the villains did,they made sure you were always safe.

To you it felt like betraying your family yet you knew it was needed. “New yooork!” It was your area so you got up then walked out taking a look around. Everyone seemed confused at you but said nothing. You understood why because they were dressed for winter while you had a hoodie,shorts,worn out sneakers,fingerless gloves,a bandaged leg,many band aids on you,and a tank top plus your bag. It was like it was autumn to you. “Where do I go…” you thought everything out but you knew one thing,men were going to try and take advantage of you.

You took a deep breath then walked to a woman who looked friendly enough. “E-excuse me ma’am…do you have money you could spare so I can call someone on the pay phone. Sorry for the bother” the women looked at you,short red hair is the first thing you notice of her. “Of course,calling your parents?” You forced a smile. “Mhm! Lost my phone so I gotta tell them where I am” she nodded as she gave you money then you went to the pay phone.

Ring

Rin-

You hitched your breath. “Hello?” “Thor! You answered thank goodness! Your in New York yes?” “No I am not Y/N! I’m sorry!! Why do you ask?” “Damn it…I was gonna visit you but never mind! I gotta go!” You hung up then walked out plotting how to get by. Walking out the subway you just went with the flow.

New York was a bit safer then Gotham but something caught your eye. ‘Car for sale! Free!’ It’s as if something took pity for you. Running to the area where the car was you smiled wider then usual. “Ma’am! Can I have this car?” She puffed out air then look at you smiling motherly at you. “Of course sugar,I’m Charlotte harlot but may I ask. Where ya from honey?” “Gotham city ma’am” “oh dearie. Here the keys but do you know how to drive or have a job?” “Yes I can drive but no job” she looked at you sadly then took out a paper. “Here,my works hiring. Just say Charlotte gave you it” nodding you head she left and smiled. You got in then drove to a run down but safe parking lot.

You got in the passenger seat laying the chair plus your body down. Looking at the paper it was titled ‘villainously tastey’ it was definitely a restaurant but you sucked ay cooking and didn’t have any history with cooking extravagant food but only food for easy and quick food so being a waitress might be your job. Yawing it was time to sleep so locking the doors,getting protection the putting a sign up saying ‘I am fine! I am just resting as I’ve just moved here so I do not have a home yet!’ Then you brought out your blanket and pillow falling asleep in seconds.

#yandere #please don’t do this #obession #unhealthy #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #romantic yandere #female reader #x female reader #yandere x female reader #yandere marvel x reader #yandere marvel #yandere dc #yandere dc x reader #my little girl series #part 1 #part one #part.1

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 6 months ago

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dark sugar daddy tony is good... but consider a dark sugar daddy thor like in sweet tooth!

man starved, madly enamoured by Bones, can barely let her out of his sight, would definetly be super sassy with Steve and Peggy. Like "Oh! The two of you are having marital problems? Oh, what a shame.... Can't relate tho. My dear Bones and I have been living in absolute bliss, aren't we darling? We can barely make it out of the bedroom most of the times hahahaha! Sucks to be you, I guess. My brother Loki is a psychiatrist he can offer you some council since the two of you are so desperate..."

Lollll. I actually will have Thor rub it in. He won't be necessarily sugar daddy, just the man! Ahahha. Sweet but possessive for sure. He's utterly obsessed with Bones.

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bad4amficideas · 9 months ago

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Things I love in x Reader (or why I'm sick and twisted... they say)

(What I really mean is, send recommendations plz ❣️)

Also I'm bored and do lists and edit things make me happy so this post is gonna be a mess in alwaya

General

yanderes

Isekaaaaaais

Soul/mate au (not confuse with abo)

Poly relationships

Porn/smut/lemon/you-know (sex pollen is a trope not used enough trust me xD)

Star Wars

Clones (like, almost ALL?)

Clones feeling guilty over almost killing reader O66

Sith au

Mandalorian au

InApropiate use of the Force

Disaster Lineage x Reader (platonic Yoda, romantic Dooku and Qui Gon)

KANAN x reader, I DARE YOU! (so sorry Hera)

Brutalia x reader

Robins (4 or 5 I'm IN) x reader

Ra's Al ghul, deathstroke, dilf chara x reader (bonus if sugar daddy/mama)

Ra + Tim + Reader

Robin (ANY) & Raven x Reader

Hal Jordan (w/ Barry Allen) x Reader

InApropiate and inhuman use of Lantern and metahuman powers

Marvel

Cyclops x Reader

Cyclops x Emma OR Wolverine OR Madeline OR Havoc x Reader

Cyclops x Emma x Wolverine x Jean x Reader

Moon Knight System

Matt MURDERdock

Daredevil AND/OR Deadpool and Spider-Man (Team Red)

Miles G. AND/OR Hobie Brown AND/OR Peter B. AND/OR Miguel O'Hara AND/OR Peter Noir

Clint Barton, Loki, remember-he-is-intelligent-as-chivalrous Thor

Actually any chara in yandere setting

#wishlist #work in progress

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years ago

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Lips Like Sugar - Tony Stark X Female Reader

Title: Lips Like Sugar

Tony Stark X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Natasha, Sam, Bucky, Steve, Bruce (Mentioned), Paparazzi, press, tabloids (Mentioned), Friday, Fury (Mentioned), and Thor (Mentioned)

Requested by: Anon!

WC: 3,260

Warnings: Sugar baby/Sugar daddy vibes, slight age gap, awkwardness, anxiety, nervousness, slight suggestiveness (blink you miss it), teasing, taunting, Tony, rumors mentioned, Tony's whipped, soft Tony, slight angst, insecurities mentioned, and fluff

Stepping out of your Mercedes-Benz, you pressed the button on your keys; smiling at the sound of the quick beeps as it locked. Adjusting the many bags on your arms, you raised your hand and adjusted your Gucci sunglasses before walking into the Avengers Tower. You greeted the receptionist with a warm smile before walking over to the elevator; your heels clicking and clacking against the white tile floor. You adjusted your shopping bags in your arms once again before speaking, "Friday? Can you take me to Tony, please?" You called out to the AI, glancing at the ceiling of the elevator.

"Absolutely, Miss. L/N," Friday spoke, activating the elevator, "Mr. Stark has been wondering when you'd arrive."

You hummed, glancing down briefly at your bags, "Hope I'm not late for anything?" You muttered out loud, not really asking for a response from the AI, but she answered your question.

"Nothing is on the schedule today. Mr. Stark and a few of the other Avengers are on the Common Floor."

You nodded just as the doors opened, your eyes landing on a few of the Avengers just seemingly hanging about. You didn't really have a good friendship with any of the Avengers, which saddened you. Well, you had Steve, but it just felt like the others judged you. They seemed to judge you based on how you met your boyfriend, Tony Stark.

You were a freshman in college, at the ripe young age of twenty. You had just started college after taking a year off to save up to even get into the college of your dreams. But, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, in just a month, you were broke, and not even your job at the coffee shop down the road from campus could resurrect you. You lived off of ramen noodles and whatever free food you could get around campus, it wasn't really the life you thought you'd be living; being a broke college student with dreams.

But, because of your major, and the specific class that you were in, you had the opportunity to join your class for a lecture. This lecture would be held by none other than Dr. Bruce Banner and Tony Stark. Sitting in the front row, sitting posed and straight-backed; you were ready to give all your attention to the teachings. You were very interested in what the two Avengers did, relating to science, of course. But, them being Avengers was one of the reasons you felt so giddy inside.

Well, you never thought anything other than learning something new would come out of the lecture, but no, you had caught the eye of the Tony Stark. Tony was talking about the newest invention he had made to help neutralize Gamma rays but as he was explaining, his eyes landed on yours. He fumbled slightly, but as quick as he stumbled, he regained his composure. Tony had been taken aback, you were gorgeous. His eyes lingered a little longer than necessary before he cleared his throat and continued talking. He kept stealing glances at you though, and it took you a while to even notice. And when you did, you couldn't help but feel like a deer in headlights. What could you say; he was a handsome man, sure. But, he was also the Tony Stark.

Now, Tony didn't make any real moves until he accidentally overheard that you weren't able to pay for the next semester of class. That day, while you were walking back to your dorm, Tony came to you with a deal of a lifetime. At first, you were shocked. Tony Stark was asking you to work for him as his assistant, and in return, he'd pay for your college tuition. It sounded pretty great, right? And it was, in the beginning, when paparazzi and people, in general, didn't know about the two of you.

Now, you didn't think you were Tony's Sugar Baby, but that's what the press thought. They dug up everything they could about you and found out, somehow, that Tony was paying for your tuition. And seeing that you were seen going to the Avengers Tower every couple of days; it would seem that you were his Sugar Baby. Though, as the weight of the overbearing paparazzi took its toll on you, you realized that maybe you were one. Technically, when you look it up on Google, a Sugar Baby is ‘a younger person who provides romantic companionship or sexual intimacy to a wealthy older person in return for gifts or financial support.’ Now, Tony gave you financial support, and you did spend time with him and work for him in return - sometimes grabbing a coffee; but nothing romantic or sexual... And he did give you a few gifts here and there- Oh, God, you were Tony Stark's Sugar Baby.

That didn't last long though, because the more you and Tony spent hanging about with one another, the closer you got. Now, your job as Tony's assistant was to help Pepper, his head assistant, if you will. You'd double-check his schedule for any possible mishaps or mistakes and bring him paperwork to sign. And over the past couple of months, you began to develop affection toward the billionaire superhero. You didn't know when it happened in those months. But one day you suddenly realized that you loved whenever Tony finished an invention, seeing the smile on his face made your heart skip a beat. And you loved watching him work at his lab, tinkering with things. One morning, when you went to grab the files that needed to be signed for the day, you entered his lab where you found him leaning over his desk, deep in concentration. That sight of him alone made your chest feel tight, and your stomach do somersaults. And he wasn’t even doing anything.

Tony wasn't really good with his feelings, really any feelings in general. He was prone to using sarcasm and wit to cover up his true emotions. So, he usually ended up bottling it up inside. But, with you, it was different; you saw through all his tough exterior. You saw a genuine human being, a hero, a man that was actually willing to put himself through hell for others, and for the greater good. Tony wasn't really used to that, sure there were the fans, but all they saw were the dollar signs. Tony knew there was something about you the day of the lecture at your school, and he knew he was in trouble. Never had he ever felt this way for anyone, that tightening in his chest and the warmth of his cheeks when you walk into the room; whether that be for him to sign something or to remind him about a meeting with Fury. Tony Stark wasn't good with emotions, but he fell for you and that realization scared him. Scared him because he didn't know how to handle them. And, on top of that, any relationship with you could never be, he was way too old for you. But you were so beautiful, intelligent, kind, and funny... He wanted to be selfish.

You did take into account the age gap, and you've heard of worse; twenty-four years wasn't that bad. Now, age is just a number, just as long as both parties are consensual adults. Anywho, you never thought in your wildest dreams that Tony would ever think about you in a romantic way. You thought he just saw you as some kid, and well, his first nickname for you was 'kid.' But, after seven months of working for him, Tony actually asked you out on a date. And to his surprise, you agreed to go.

You thought he'd take you to some fancy restaurant, ride up in a limo, and share a bottle of champagne, but it was actually the opposite. Tony ordered takeout, knowing how much you love Chinese, and even got a private screening of one of your favorite movies at the theaters. It was the sweetest and the most romantic date you had ever been on, and that date led to another, and another, and another...

You and Tony had gone through a lot together, from feeling Tony insecure about his age and you constantly worrying when he went on missions; you both got through it all together though. You were always there for him when he was feeling especially anxious or insecure, holding him after terrible nightmares, and being there when just life in general seemed hard. You were never one to sit back and watch Tony struggle through the difficulties, you always jumped at the chance to help and protect. And he did the same. He knew that his promises of coming home safe meant everything to you, that there were times when you just needed him beside you, and Tony would always make sure that you knew how much he loved you. You were grateful that you even got to the point of joking around about the whole 'sugar baby' fiasco. It was awkward at first, sure, but now when he sometimes calls you ‘sugar baby,’ you just laugh.

And now, two years later, yes, it was still hard to go out some days, but not for the reason of being claimed to be Tony's sugar baby, but for a whole new reason entirely. Now the press, tabloids, paparazzi, and whoever was trying to stir up that you were nothing but a gold digger, just with Tony for his hard cold cash. Which is anything but the truth. Yes, Tony buys you tons and tons of gifts, but most of the time they are heartfelt and not just a giant bunny that takes up space. And, yes, you enjoyed some of the presents he did give you, but you didn’t care for the gifts or the fancy dinners, or the nice cars. You cared about Tony. You had gotten to the point of acceptance; you knew that as long as you were with Tony, in any way, you were going to have to deal with all the drama. And it was worth it. He was worth it. You loved him and he loved you, and that was all that mattered.

Though you didn't care about whatever the press brought up, you felt that you needed to prove to the other Avengers that you weren't just with Tony for his money. For the past two years that you had been at the Avenger Tower, you had only met some of the Avengers a good handful of times. Steve and Natasha the most out of them all. Most of the time they were on missions and that didn't give you much of a chance to meet them when they were states or countries away. You had an inkling that their hesitance around you when you were in the same room was because of the rumors about you, but the rational part of your brain told you that that was just paranoia. Maybe it just takes them a while for them to warm up to others, you could see that. All a misunderstanding. Anyway, the point is that you wanted to try and get to know the others, even if it would be a bit awkward.

"Mr. Stark, Babelicious has arrived." Friday's voice echoed throughout the room, making you groan. You hated that nickname Tony gave you.

All eyes turn to you as you walk your way to the bar of the kitchen, setting a few bags on the ground, one of the bar stools, and the last two on the bar counter. You let out a sigh as you took off your sunglasses, setting them too on the counter. You could feel their eyes burning on the back of your head as you shuffled through the bags, you made sure you had everything; but before you could even begin to put anything away, you heard your name.

"Y/N! Babe! You're back. Goodie." He greeted you, with a kiss on the cheek, , his scratchy archer beard making you smile. “What treats did you bring me?”

"Hey, T, I brought what you asked." You answered softly, taking out the groceries, "You said that we were out of the coffee grounds you like so I got those, and I made sure to grab more chocolate sauce since you practically drink all of it on our ice cream Sundae Sundays. I also got a box of PopTarts for Thor on the off chance he visits. Along with other foodie stuff that was on the shopping list." You informed him, immediately going into your 'girl boss assistant mode,' as Pepper called it; looking up at Tony after you finished unbagging the other groceries, letting out a happy little sigh.

"You’re an angel, babe.” Tony thanked you, before continuing, “Did you get yourself anything?" He then asked, leaning against the bar counter, unable to take his gaze off of you; you looked amazing today, just like every day.

You only shook your head, "No, I didn't need anything." You spoke and Tony sighed, reaching his hand up to brush a few stray hairs out of your face and behind your ear.

"You know you can get anything you want, right? If you see something you like, just get it. I'm a billionaire, I can afford it." He told you, smirking slightly.

"It’s not that I don’t think you can afford all I desire, my love. It’s just that I don't need anything. I got you." You countered and Tony chuckled lightly.

"Well, you deserve it all." He responded, making you hum.

"Well, what I deserve right now, is a good ol' nap." You muttered, placing your hands on Tony's chest as his hands secured tightly around your waist, “And I need some handsome someone who could put the groceries away.” You spoke slyly, looking up at Tony with an innocent-looking smile, "I'll be in our room if you need me, okay?" You asked; tracing your fingers over the outline of the arc reactor over his ACDC shirt.

Tony nodded, practically swooning after you leaned up and placed a quick kiss on his lips, lingering there before you headed down the hall. Tony stood there, savoring the soft touch of your lips, the scent of your perfume filling his senses, the warmth radiating off of you. He missed you already.

"You're whipped, man." A voice called out to him, breaking him out of his thoughts.

Tony turned and moved around the corner, his eyes meeting four other pairs. He almost forgot they were there. Sam sat on the couch next to Bucky and Steve as Natasha sat on the armchair; most of them were smirking or had mischievous looks in their eyes, Tony didn't like it.

Tony frowned slightly, clearing his throat as he got to putting the groceries away as quickly as he could. "I'm not whipped, Rocket Man," Tony replied, only making Sam let out a taunting chuckle.

"No, you're whipped, bro. She's got you wrapped around her little finger." The Falcon said, earning a snicker from Bucky and a roll of his eyes from Steve. "You don't stop buying her stuff."

"Yeah," Steve said, "You buy her gifts all the time. Just yesterday you tried to buy her another car."

"Can't have just one." Tony muttered, putting the bag of potatoes away.

Natasha then spoke, looking up from the book in her lap, "You bought her a vacation cabin in Norway.”

"See? I give great gifts," Tony tried to defend himself. “For her and friends.”

Sam gave Tony a small glare, "You give terrible gifts, last Christmas you gave me a shower curtain."

Bucky nodded towards Sam, "That's actually pretty nice-"

"It had Bob Ross's face plastered all over it. With the words, ‘I’m a happy little tree’." Sam deadpanned, making Bucky frown.

"Oh..."

Tony only huffed, rolling his own eyes, "Anyway, ignoring the hate I’m getting present-wise, you can't blame me that I'm a catch. I'm hoping you all don't believe the tabloids or news. She's not out for my money, so stop worrying. But that doesn't mean she doesn't deserve someone who can treat her like a queen." He spoke sternly, standing up for you, "And, well, if you look around, I can do that." He spoke, waving a hand dismissively around the room.

"We are just looking out for you," Steve gave Tony a smile, "I'm glad you two have each other, Tony," He started, "If she makes you happy, then we're happy for you." He added, making Tony sign dramatically.

"This place is getting too sappy for my taste. If you need anything ask Friday, I'll be with my lady love." Tony spoke, hiding that he was actually appreciative of Steve's comment and unknowingly confirming that he was indeed whipped for you.

Softly opening the door, Tony slipped into the room and slowly shut the door behind him. The living space was dark and quiet, only the soft sound of the afternoon birds chirping could be heard outside the curtain-covered windows. Tony took off his shoes, practically dragging himself over to the bedroom; he was also tired after a long day of being rich, and talking to Fury. The door was ajar, allowing the Iron Man to gently push it open and sneak inside; not wanting to wake you from your well-deserved nap.

Going over to his massive closet, Tony grabbed a tank top and sweatpants before changing; heading over to the large king-sized bed where you cuddled with Tony's pillow, held tightly to your chest. Tony admired you for a moment before he got under the plush, warm covers. Holding himself up on his arm, Tony brushed your hair out of your face, not wanting to wake you but you were holding onto his pillow with a death grip and he sort of needed that back.

"Baby, you're holding my pillow hostage." He muttered, no louder than a whisper, his voice deep; watching as you mumbled something he couldn't quite understand before letting the pillow go. Pulling his pillow under his head, Tony got comfortable, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his warm chest.

Whether you were awake or still dreaming, you swiftly wrapped your arms around his waist, hiking your leg up to hook there as well; your usual sleeping position. "Tony?" You called out to him softly, a voice as soft as a mouse.

"Yeah, babe?" He asked, matching your gentle tone, his hand on your waist rubbing up and down; his fingers dipping under the shirt that you had stolen from him.

"I love you," You whispered, your words slow and sleepy, turning your head up to look at him.

Tony hummed, his voice deep and slightly raspy, "Love you too, Y/N/N," He answered before nuzzling his nose briefly with yours. "Give me some sugar?" He then asked teasingly, loving the little, sleepy smile that graced your soft features.

Leaning up slightly, you pressed your lips on Tony's, your hand running through his hair, causing Tony to shiver slightly, his heart fluttering at the feeling. As you pulled away, he smiled down at you, his eyes softening when they met yours and you let out a tiny content sigh and closed your eyes once more; digging your face into the crook of his neck. Tony let out his own sigh, his arm tightening around you as he shut his own eyes. You both drifted off to sleep almost instantly, lost in each other's arms and dreams.

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braveclementine · 7 months ago

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What You Call Them

At the request of : Ems-Kitty-xx

Clint: Honey/Trouble/Goober

Rhodey: James/Sugar

Fury: Nick/Muscles/Sir

Stephen: My Wizard/Doctor

Thor: Hot Shot/Firecracker/Honey Bunny

Loki: Lokes/Master

T'Challa: T/My King

Steve: Stevie/dreamboat/Sir/Daddy/Captain

Bucky: James/Teddy bear/Lyubov Moya/Sergeant/buckaroo

Sam: Sammy/Baby/Stud

Tony: Bubba/Eye Candy/Daddy

Dreamboat: 40's slang for a very handsome man Lyubov Moya: Russian for my love

P.S. I added 'Honey bunny' to what Steve calls you as well.

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crazyunsexycool · 4 months ago

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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.

#you’ve got mail 💌#val answers #my little love ask

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