Weekend family trip and if looking at a screen in a moving vehicle wouldn’t make me puke, Split Signal would be out tomorrow 😭
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Weekend family trip and if looking at a screen in a moving vehicle wouldn’t make me puke, Split Signal would be out tomorrow 😭
My body wasn’t meant to be in a fast metal death machine , I was meant to ride a horse at moderate speeds…
My tummy hurts (ᗒᗣᗕ)
The color you turn when you've been sitting in the back seat during a long trip on a winding road.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘯.
Hey babes! I get car sick pretty easily? Can you possibly write one where their little girl gets car sick? 🥺🥺
Hi there love! 💜
I'm car sick too so i'm totally understanding you.
Thank you for the request love, I hope you like how i turned it ❤️
Enjoy <3
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Warnings : Little reader is sick, little reader throw up, long car ride, comfort for being sick, kisses, pet name
Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Reader x Little!Reader
Summary : ⤴️⤴️
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It was suppose to be a great day. It's been weeks you were waiting to go in a holiday with your daddies but now you regret it. You didn't asked yourself if it was a long car ride you were going to do. You just concentrated on the days you'll spend under the sun with your favorite men in the whole entire world. Now you go back home and the ride seems much longer than the one you used to get there the first day
You whine on the backseat getting your Daddy's attention, he looks behind him and looks at you "what's wrong, little one ?" he asks resting a hand on your knee "Are you hungry ?" his hand strokes your knee as he tries to understand what's wrong. You shake your head and he tilts his head "you're bored of the long ride ?"
You nod your head, thinking he understood what you were trying to say but he justs nods his head and gives you a little smile "we'll be here soon, baby. Twenty more minutes" he winks at you before looking back at the road. Your face grimace from the tears coming into your eyes and you kick your legs softly, and whine again.
The car stops at a red light and your Papa turns around "are you thirsty ?" he asks trying to figure out what is happening to you. You shake your head and let out a tear confusing more your daddies "baby, tell us what happened ? Are you tired ?" Your Daddy asks but once again, you shake your head
Your daddies look at each other and at that moment, you feel everything you ate in the morning running up your body and going out of you by your mouth. Your Papa puts the car on the side of the road and quickly goes out of the car. He gets you out of the car as well and sats with you on the ground "it's okay, sweetie. Let it out, you'll feel better afterward" he reassures you. He grabs your hair and quickly puts them in a ponytail so it doesn't go in your face.
Your Daddy comes to you with a bottle of water, and two towels. He wets one of the towel with the cold water and rests it on your forehead while you keep throwing up. They reassure you and try to calm your sobs and loud breathes. You whine and grab you Papa’s wrist ‘’Papaa’’ you say just before sniffing. He rocks you from side to side slowly and softly to not make you more sick ‘’I’m here sweetie. I’m here, you’re okay, just let it out and then you’ll feel better’’ he gently repeats while stroking your hair
You look beside you and see your Daddy looking down at you with soft eyes. He smiles down at you and strokes your cheek as you sniff again. You melt into his touch and close your eyes, the tears falling on your daddy’s hand.
You feel sick again so you bench over and squeeze your Papa’s thigh and your daddy’s wrist. You take deep breath from your nose and exhale deeply from your mouth, just like your daddies told you to. This time you succeed by throwing away the nauseas and you fall against your Papa’s chest, feeling exhausted. You swallow and close your eyes, your Daddy puts his hand on your forehead ‘’do you feel better ?’’ He asks quietly.
You shake your head and whimper ‘’home’’ you say, barely above a whisper. Bucky looks at Steve and nods his head. Steve nods his head right after Bucky and he lifts you up in his arms. Bucky goes in the backseat with you and hold the wet towel against your forehead while Steve drives back home.
They were scared you would be sick again because of the ride and you were scared too, but your Papa drives as fast as he can so it won’t be long until you’re in the warmth of your house. Your Daddy helps you going out of the car and he lifts you up in his arms, he puts you on his hip and you rest your head on his shoulder. Steve rushed inside and goes grab your stuffie and your paci. He knows you’re not feeling well at all so he want to do everything he can to make you feel better.
When your daddy closes the front door, he starts to untie your shoes with one hand while his vibranium arm hold you. He puts them on the ground and remove your sockets too, he puts them in your shoes and starts to walk inside the house, warming your feet as he strokes them. Before he can go to the stairs, he sees Steve running down them. He puts the paci in your mouth and gives you Bucksie.
Bucky smirks at his husband, he loves seeing him like this, it’s always so funny. He gets worried for small things and it usually make you and your daddy laughing when you see your Papa running around the house.
‘’Let’s get you ready for bed’’ they walk upstairs and even if they want to give you a bath or a shower to clean you and refresh you, they know you can’t handle that right now. Your Daddy rests you on the counter beside the sink. He removed your shirt and your pants, leaving you with nothing but your underwear. You start shiver making your Daddy smiles sweetly. He kisses your belly before turning around to grab a washcloth.
He wets it with hot water and runs it on your entire body. When the washcloth touches your skin it warmth you up a bit but when it leaves that part of skin, it doesn’t stay warm at all. He slides the washcloth down your legs and on your feet. You curled your toes and kick your legs giggling when he slides the warm thing in between your toes making him grin at you. You keep shivering until your Daddy puts a huge towel around your body. He strokes your arms and back to warmth you up a bit, he carries you to the bedroom and you see your Papa beside the bed, preparing everything for the night.
Your Daddy rests you on the huge bed and kisses your belly before disappearing in the bathroom. Your Papa takes over him and starts dressing you. He grabs your pyjama pants and slides it on your legs, he sits you and puts the bottom of your pyjama on you. Once he's done, he opens the cover and helps you get into it. He pulls the cover to your neck and rests it just under your chin. He opens his arms for you and you snuggle against him.
After a moment, you feel the bed moving and feel arms adding themselves around your trembling body. Your Daddy kisses the back of your neck and your Papa kisses your forehead. You close your eyes and snuggle closer to them, you pull your daddy closer to you while you're scotch against your Papa.
"sleep, little one. You need it. We won't go anywhere"
"Sweet dream, sweetness"
"We love you...
...so much"
“Need validation”
“Go away”
“Car sick”
“Woke”
“I’m back”
“Wake”
“Sit”
It’s sicktember day 10. Today’s sick character is Peter Parker! Tony and Bruce take Peter and Ned on a road trip to visit a college upstate, but Peter gets car sick. He doesn't want to ruin the trip, so tries to keep it a secret. That goes about as well as you’d expect.
trigger warning vomiting
Link to story on ao3: Can spiders even get car sick? The answer is yes
Poor Peter is going to have a rough time with this one. He’s going to have an even rougher time when he has appendicitis in tomorrow’s story.