warnings: named stuffed animal(Ellie the elephant makes her return!)
a/n: this is what i imagine Ellie looks like, isn’t she so cute??
pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader
summary: Steve’s baby doesn’t want him to go
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“I know, I know you don’t want Dada to leave but Uncle Thor is busy so I have to take his place.”
You huffed and crossed your arms. You would’ve been very intimidating if you weren’t tucked into your Daddies’ bed and wearing star pajamas. You would not be forgiving Thor for interrupting your cuddle time with Steve.
He kissed your forehead as another apology. “Baba should be back from his workout soon and you can cuddle with him until I get back. Here’s your Ellie elephant.” He handed you the stuffed animal. “Keep her company for me, okay?”
“Ellie mad at you too!” You made the elephant shake her chubby leg. “She say ‘bad dada! why you leave?’”
You and Steve burst into laughter at your joke. He knew you somewhat understood why he had to go. Your neediness just wouldn’t allow you to let him leave so easily.
Steve kissed both you and Ellie again. “Goodbye to the both of you, I really do have to go now.”
You made Ellie wave. “Bye bye, Dada! Miss you already!”
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[image ID: the center is a picture of lee bodecker on a dark blue background with white dots representing stars above his head. on the left is an image of a barn and on the right is a photo taken from the inside of a car pointing at a field of grass. /.end ID]
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summer celebration masterlist
18+
wc: ~550 words
warnings: i keep trying to write a southern accent and i will not stop
a/n: i don't really like road trips !! don't tell daddy lee though, i will happily go on one with him
pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader
summary: you get pouty on a ride home with lee.
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You squirmed in your seat, pouting and staring at Lee. This was the longest road trip you had ever been on.
Your daddy planned the perfect day today. He woke you up early and surprised you with the news of a day trip for just the two of you. He took you to the apple orchard where you picked some fruit and ate apple turnovers for breakfast. Then, it was to the farm where you petted goats and baby chicks. By late afternoon he had taken you to the tulip farm and asked a nice couple to take photos of you on Lee’s film camera.
Everything was perfect. Until the ride home when some unexpected traffic added another two hours to your commute. You’d had such a wonderful day and you didn’t want to seem ungrateful or make your daddy upset by being bratty. But it was way past your bedtime and all you wanted was to rest your head in Lee’s plush lap and fall asleep with your face against his soft belly.
You let out another whine.
“I know, baby. Daddy’s sorry but I can’t drive with ya on my lap. It’s not safe, sweetheart.” He offered you his right hand to hold.
You accepted it gladly, kissing the back of Lee’s hand.
“How ‘bout we get your mind off a’ this mess, huh? What’d ya like seen’ today?”
“Mmm. I like the goats and the duckies.”
“Yeah? That was pretty funny when of ‘em got distracted by a frog an’ broke the line.”
You giggled. “Yeah, and den all the duckies keep walking and he almost got lost! He have to walked so fast he almost fell down.”
Lee spared a look at you then returned his eyes to the road. “Did ya like them apple pastries from the orchard?”
You nodded. “They was so yummy! The bestest breakfast ever! Can we make them at home, Daddy?”
“Your daddy’s not much of a baker, baby.” He sensed your disappointment and recovered quickly. “Well, I might have a coupla’ my ma’s old recipe cards in a cabinet. There’s gotta be an apple turnover recipe in there somewhere. And we already got the best apples in the state, so just tell Daddy what else ya need from him o’ the store.”
“Yay! Yay! Thank you, Daddy.”
“Anything’ for you, sweetheart.” Lee was grinning now. He couldn’t see your face because he was focused on the road, but he could feel your happiness radiating from you.
“You help me make the tarts?”
He squeezed your hand. “Sure will. There’s lots a’ steps I can help ya with. Like cuttin’ up the apples. Little babies like you have no business around sharp tools.”
You hummed in agreement and daydreamed about the pastries you and Lee would make. Now feeling less sad, you looked out the window and yawned.
“Gettin’ tired over there?”
You shook your head but you were already starting to nod off.
Lee chuckled when he got a glimpse of you fighting off sleep. “Go on and rest your head on the winda’ baby. I’ll wake ya when we get home.”
You grunted but did as he said. You fell asleep still holding your daddy’s hand with the rumble of the car and his gentle squeezes lulling you to sleep.
warnings: lee is a little 🤏 mean in this. he calls you a brat🫢 and says a bad word🫢
a/n: this piece is for me and about me. i will NOT take cough syrup !! they all taste so bad id rather stay sick🤘
pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader
summary: Lee’s baby doesn’t wanna take their medicine
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“C’mon, baby. I know you don’t like it but ya gotta take your medicine.”
“No!”
“Don’t you get an attitude with me. Now listen to daddy and take your medicine. It’s just a‘ drop and then I’ll let ya have one of those cherry suckers after.”
“Don’t wanna!”
“Do-“
“No, Daddy! No medicine! It’s yucky, yucky, yucky! It’s the yuckiest thing in the whole wide world!”
“Would ya quit bein’ a brat?”
You crossed your arms and stomped your foot, looking up at Lee defiantly. “Not a brat! Daddy a brat!”
Lee set down the spoon with a harsh clink. “I’m gonna give you two options.” He took a breath. “Ya can take this medicine with no more fuss an’ get a little treat after.”
You squirmed nervously.
“Or, I can make you take this medicine and no treats or toys for the rest of the week. I really don’t wanna hav’ta force this down your throat, button. So, what’s it gonna be?”
You looked down at the floor. “Can I have da lemon sucker instead?”
“Sure, sweetheart.”
You held your breath and allowed Lee to feed you the spoonful of medicine. You quickly swallowed the syrup and gulped down water before taking the lollipop your daddy held out to you.
Lee gave you a sympathetic pat on the head. “Ya didn’t make it easy, but you did it.” He kissed your forehead. “Now hurry up an’ get better so we don’t have to deal with this medicine crap.”
